#tiny little insects? ew screw them

[seatnights]

Ok so…

a bit of oversharing with the internet and some rambling, i just needed to tell this story

Welcome to the first episode of: Dea’s misadventures and other strange stuff

notes: i am arachnophobic and i also have a phobia of any existing insect on the planet. beautiful ladybugs and butterflies yes, but they must not stay on me. basically, I'm terrified of insects.

so last night (it's now 2:22pm), lasting about 6h (8pm to 2:30am), I first had my father kill a spider (in the living room, after dinner), and then: all hell broke loose. mom and dad go to their friend to talk and take a coffee.

I go back to my room to enjoy some music and I see a huge beast running from the beginning of the wall to the end of it, and of course my bed is pushed against that wall. i call my parents and they tell me to wait for them downstairs, but i didn’t want to lose sight of the beast. so after so much effort and crying, I take random washing products and spray them all over him while screaming, and I manage to kill the first centipede (screaming, crying, with absurd courage, but I succeeded). i call my parent again to tell them about my homocide (kinda). it was 11:40pm.

I was starting to enjoy the evening again, when Centipede 2.0 appears on the curtain. so I call my parents to tell them i needed them to kill the beast cause i couldn’t do it a second time and in the meanwhile i stare intently at the curtain, scared shitless, while waiting for my parents to arrive so they can kill it, and I stare at it for 1h and 30min. after that the beast 2.0 goes from the tent to the floor and then i never saw it again.

meanwhile I called my parents hundreds of times to try to figure out where they were. at 00:34am they were still at their friend's and my father tells me they were leaving, another 10 minutes and they were at home; at 1:07am I call again and find out that they are still with their friend and that they have not yet left, and this makes me furious. i mean: i was waiting for them helpless, they knew it and they just straight up ignored me???!!

let me explain: i called them the first time to tell them about the beast 1 at 11:40pm, then i told them i killed it at 11:52pm, then i called them back at 00:34am to say there was one another beast that it was hidden and that I was there to keep it under control but that they had to arrive to kill it, and they tell me 10 minutes and they are here…another half hour passes, I call back at 01:07am and they were still with their friend…jesus h. christ :))))).

then I wait pissed: in the meantime, instead of staring at the cosmic nothingness in the room, with the fear of meeting the centipede, I go downstairs. for a few minutes I cuddle the dog and the cat, but then I notice a spider and kill it: if we add the spider killed in the living room by my father at the beginning of the story, we are already down to 3 animals killed, only one is missing: beast 2.0.

I spend more time downstairs with the cat and dog and doing other household chores and in the meantime it's 01:30am, I call them again and they tell me I'm in a small village 10 minutes from home. at the good hour of 01:47am, my parents make me worthy of their presence. pissed and scared I direct them to my room to kill the centipede. after checking at various points, there seems to be no trace of the beast. I'm still scared like crazy because I knew it was alive, so I'm not giving up.

my mom asks me if i want to sleep with her or if i wanted someone with me during the night, and there i was starting to lose hope. then I vehemently slammed the bookcase and the monster popped up. at 2:00am. we tried to get him to move so we could catch him, and after so much effort the last parasite was killed. end of the story? no, a fly got in, and thank goodness it was easy to get out of the room.

i have to say that to kill the first beast I called my older brother and he didn't even calculate me (I thought he was sleeping, but he wasn't), after screaming his name for three times…i swear one of these days i’m going to kill him. all the crying and the fact that I came out crazy I would say it was a beautiful Saturday night/Sunday morning. an eventful one indeed.

honestly, i just wanted to sleep.

it's 03:50, please I want to sleep….

ps. in the end I slept, I woke up at 12:00, but I did it

End of episode 1 of: Dea’s misadventures and other strange stuff, that sincerely why me jesus h. christ!??

thanks for coming to my ted talk.

ily

[bbubbleddae-blog]

winter night

title: winter night

pairing: jongin x sehun

rated: pg

genre: fluff, fem!sekai

summary: jongin thinks her love for sehun is unrequited. but sehun thinks the same thing.

word count: 1.3k

part one of the kiss fic meme!

note: hopefully i didn’t screw this up since i don’t write wlw often haha

x - x - x

jongin steps out of the shower, grabbing her towel from

the rail on the wall. she pat dries herself quickly, before she takes her black bra and mismatched red underwear. she slips into her undergarments first, then clips her bra around and moves the straps past the curves of her shoulders. she bends down now, long hair falling and the ends barely grazing the floor. she puts her towel over the back of her head and rolls the towel with her hair, pushing it backwards and standing upright.

as she goes to take her toothbrush, jongin hears her front door open and close, and a shrill of voice. “jongin! we’re gonna be late!”

jongin rolls her eyes. sehun, her best friend, now girlfriend since… well, yesterday, actually. it was weird how things unfolded, being that them and their friends were all out together the night before and they were the only two that weren’t in a relationship. there was chanyeol and kyungsoo, which chanyeol was unbelievably affectionate toward his boyfriend, and kyungsoo just accepting it (and maybe returning it when no one else was looking). and baekhyun — with her girlfriend, yixing — was all over yixing as usual, kissing her neck right in front of all of them. jongin wouldn’t be surprised if there were more… lewd moments between them while they were out. or if they fucked when the time ended.

eventually, both jongin and sehun just up and left without saying anything. the atmosphere was uncomfortable, and nothing sounded better to jongin than walking with her best friend (and crush).

they were walking around the city, and jongin remembers vividly how radiant sehun looked last night. she always looks gorgeous, but there was something that really caught jongin’s attention. she was bare faced, as she prefers, but her lips were pinker, and a little shine on her cheeks that especially showed with the bright winter lights surrounding them. her black hair cascaded down till her mid-back, and was sprinkled with flecks of snow. she wore skinny jeans and a band tee, with simple, black combat boots. nothing fancy. she may have tons of sass, and pizzazz, but she hated fancy clothes unless it was on someone else (jongin especially, she has deemed).

jongin’s hands had become frozen against the winter night, and her gloves were left in her apartment. she had cursed under her breath, and sehun glanced over at her.

“something wrong, nini?”

jongin blushed, internally hoping sehun would just believe her cheeks were red because of the cold. “no, i-i left my gloves at home and my hands are just cold…” jongin put her hands in her coat pockets. “i’m okay, it’s fine.”

sehun stopped for a moment, and jongin too, only a step or two ahead of her. sehun’s small, (pretty), lips turned in a tiny smile as she offered her gloved hand out. jongin felt her heart beat rapidly and her stomach fill with those fluttering insects everyone feels when they love someone.

“i’ll keep at least one hand warm,” she had said cheekily.

jongin took sehun’s hand, shy and blushing. “o-okay.”

sehun’s glove was soft, and she could feel the warmth of sehun’s skin vaguely. their fingers were twined, and they remained quiet, the only sound in jongin’s ears was her ever increasing heartbeat. she shouldn’t have been that flustered, even if jongin loves sehun, they’re best friends. she was used to this… right?

at that point, jongin was blushing so hard, and feeling so much at once, the only thing she could do was stop walking, and hold on tighter to her best friend’s hand.

sehun had turned around briefly, and her eyebrows furrowed. “jongin?”

jongin avoided sehun’s eyes. the red in her cheeks was definitely darker than earlier, between the cold, and the amount she had been blushing. sehun could see it, so obviously.

then, jongin finally lifted her head, and her lip quivered when she met sehun’s gaze. she bit on her lower lip and her hand quaked in sehun’s hold.

“i-i,” she began, and stopped herself to breathe. “i need to tell you s-something and i need you to promise you won’t hate me, okay?”

sehun parted her rosy lips, and all but nodded. “of course.”

jongin caught her breath in her throat, and already felt her eyes fill with stinging tears. she’s going to hate me, she’s going to hate me…

“jongin,” sehun walked closer, and took jongin’s face in her hands. “you can tell me anything. i’m not gonna judge you, or hate you, come on. in what world would i ever do that, hm?”

jongin had to bite her lip again to save it from wobbling. she swallowed, breathed, let her heart beat the fastest it has ever done before, and blurted, “i love you.” there. it was out. “i-i’ve loved you for a while, and i think, god, i think i’m in love with you, and i always thought you would hate me for it or reject me so i—”

jongin had, again, avoided her eyes, not wanting to see what horrid expression sehun would have. but then, it happened. sehun cut her off, crushing their lips together, hands still on both of jongin’s cheeks. jongin was too stunned to even move, she couldn’t kiss her back. it was the most surreal moment — sehun’s mouth on jongin’s, and their bodies so so close. jongin remembers immediately pulling away, wide-eyed.

“w-wha—”

sehun smiled, cutely, still holding jongin’s face. “i love you too.”

“you… love me…?”

“why wouldn’t i?” sehun pulled jongin into her, petting her hair gently. it was a brief, but warm embrace, sehun’s vanilla scent invading jongin’s senses. when sehun pulled back, jongin saw nothing but adoration and care in sehun’s eyes. “i’ve kinda put off telling you that, but, seems this isn’t unrequited at all.”

jongin bit her lip. “you’re not messing with me, are you?” she said out of shock. “because that would be a sick joke.”

“no,” sehun laughed. “god no, not in a million years, nini.”

jongin let out a breath that she must of been holding longer than she should have. a smile graced her lips and she dived her head right into sehun’s chest. she felt sehun’s arms close around her, hands falling on her back and stroking her hair down to the ends. sehun kissed jongin’s head, and jongin doesn’t remember how long they stayed like they did, but after they separated, they walked back to jongin’s apartment with their hands together, and left with a kiss goodnight.

jongin smiles at the memory, and grabs the toothpaste.

“jongiiinnn,” sehun whines, and enters the washroom. “why didn’t you answer me when i called you, we’re gonna be late…”

“i was in the shower,” jongin responds, and starts brushing her teeth.

out of the corner of her eye, she sees sehun smirk a little and lift herself from the door frame she was leaning on. she unwraps the towel on jongin’s head, and removes it, allowing jongin’s wet hair to fall. her hands find purchase on jongin’s hips bare, and jongin tenses, halting her hand. her cheeks turn a bright red.

“what the hell, you’re so hot even when you brush your teeth. stop doing things to my heart, kid.”

jongin quickly finishes and spits the foam out, rinsing her mouth.

“first of all,” jongin turns around in sehun’s hold. “i’m older than you by three months, you can’t call me kid.” sehun playfully rolls her eyes at that. “second, you’re way hotter than me, so i don’t wanna hear it.”

sehun purses her lips. “if you say. but you’re still hot, babe.”

“ew, affection.”

“you love me.” sehun leans forward, until their noses are brushing.

“maybe.”

sehun nibbles on jongin’s lower lip, before she closes the distance, and moves their lips together.

jongin never thought she would have achieved this happiness.