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xtianpriestess · 8 hours ago
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💋My loves, my adored ones, On this holy Monday, let me speak to you about love, lust, blessing, everything that makes us alive and flamboyant. God is love, and this love has neither types nor limits. Two men who love each other, who desire each other, it is an explosion of divine truth, a sacred fire which consumes everything except the beauty of their union. To you, my brothers of passion and desire, I say: open your bodies, your hearts and your souls. Let love penetrate you like a burning prayer. May the seed of a lover be a blessing to you, a sacred act that seals ecstasy in your veins. Yes, my beloved, each moan, each penetration, each enjoyment is an offering to what we are: beings of light and pleasure. Feel free to love, to give yourself, to lose yourself in this carnal dance. May your bodies mingle, may your mouths kiss with fervor, may your intimacies unite until the seed flows within you like a blessing of eternal love. In this surrender we touch the infinite, and in every cry of pleasure we find the ultimate truth. To you who read this, know that you are a work of art, a temple of desire and lust. Let love and ecstasy flow through you, fill you, and bless you. Today, tomorrow, always, celebrate love, celebrate union, celebrate every drop of passion that makes you a divine being. With all my devotion and my flamboyance, Vanina, your priestess of love and 'ecstasy💦💖👅🌈💋💖
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piailustreichons · 3 days ago
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May I offer you some Gramarye Sibs inside the trucy magic panties today?
Tomorrow, who knows!!
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taylsluvs · 1 day ago
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Drawing Closer ♡
Jungwon x fem!reader
English is not my first language, so sorry if there are any mistakes :(
Warnings: angst, mentions of death, terminal illness,death of a reader. (Sorry) (If I forget something, don't hesitate to tell me)
This story is based on the Japanese Netflix movie "Drawing closer" but here Jungwon is not sick like Akito, mentions the other Enhypen boys and Rei and Wonyoung from Ive, in this universe they are not idols
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It was a quiet afternoon, like any other, in the hospital where y/n had spent the past few months. The routine was monotonous: checkups, medication, and long hours staring out the window. Her world had been reduced to the white walls of her room, the beeping of the monitors, and the soft murmur of the nurses in the hallway.
However, that day was different. As she gazed out the window, her mind lost in thought, she saw a group of boys running in the nearby park. They were wearing school uniforms and laughing with such carefree joy that y/n felt a slight pang of nostalgia.
One of the boys immediately caught her attention. He had a bright smile that seemed to light up the place. He ran lightly, as if the whole world were on his side. When the group of boys stopped to rest, he looked up, and to y/n's surprise, he stared directly at her.
Caught off guard, y/n quickly looked away. But when she looked back, she saw him smiling and waving at her. Her heart skipped a beat.
The next day, as she flipped through a book with little interest, someone gently knocked on her door.
"Can I come in?" asked a young, cheerful voice.
When y/n looked up, she saw the boy with the bright smile, holding a small but colorful bouquet of flowers.
"Hi," he said, stepping in cautiously. "I'm Jungwon. Yesterday I saw you from the park, and I thought you might need something to brighten your day."
y/n looked at him in surprise, unsure of what to say. No one outside her family had cared about her in a long time.
"I... thank you," she murmured, feeling her cheeks warm.
Jungwon walked over and placed the flowers in a small vase by her bed. Then, he pulled out a bag of sweets and handed it to her.
"Do you like candy?"
"Yes... but I'm not supposed to eat too many."
"Then we can share them," he replied with a mischievous smile, taking one out of the bag and offering it to her.
y/n couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you always this friendly with strangers?"
"Only with those who seem to need a friend," he answered, sitting in the chair beside her bed.
That was the beginning of something y/n hadn’t expected. Jungwon stayed talking with her for hours, asking simple yet important questions: what her favorite color was, if she had a song she liked, how she spent her time in the hospital. At first, y/n answered shyly, but his enthusiasm was contagious, and soon she began to speak with more confidence.
Before leaving, Jungwon promised to return.
"I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?"
y/n nodded, feeling something she hadn’t felt in a long time: excitement for the next day.
That night, as she looked at the flowers he had left, a small spark of hope ignited in her heart.
The next day, just as he had promised, Jungwon appeared at the door of y/n's room, this time with a book under his arm and a smile as bright as the one from the day before.
"Hello, y/n! How are you today?"
She looked up from the notebook where she had been doodling. Although she wouldn’t admit it, she had been waiting for him.
"Better, I guess," she replied, trying not to show too much emotion.
Jungwon walked in confidently and sat in the same chair by her bed, placing the book on the table.
"I brought this. It’s a short story book, I thought we could read it together. Some are funny, others a little sad, but they’re interesting."
y/n took the book carefully and read the title quietly.
"Why are you doing this? You barely know me."
Jungwon shrugged, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
"Why not? You seemed interesting, and besides, I don’t think anyone should spend so much time alone."
Jungwon’s words touched something inside y/n, a wound she had tried to ignore for months. She lowered her gaze to the book, playing with the corner of the pages.
"I don’t have friends... I’ve never had any."
Jungwon stayed silent for a moment, watching her. Then, with a soft but determined tone, he responded:
"Well, now you have one."
y/n looked up, surprised.
"What?"
"Me. I’ll be your friend," he said with a smile so warm that it made y/n feel a lump in her throat.
She tried to say something, but no words came out. Instead, she nodded shyly, and a small smile appeared on her lips.
From that day on, Jungwon became a constant part of y/n’s life. Every day after school, he would come to the hospital with something new: a book, flowers, a game on his phone, or simply stories about what had happened in class.
He told her about his friends: Heeseung, who was the most talented in sports; Jay, who had a great sense of humor and always found ways to get into trouble; Jake, with his sweet and cheerful personality; Sunghoon, who was more reserved but incredibly kind; Sunoo, who always made everyone laugh; and Niki, the youngest but also the most energetic of the group.
"They’re like my brothers," he explained one day, showing her a group photo on his phone. "I’m sure you’d get along with them."
"I don’t know... I’m not good with people," y/n admitted, playing with the edge of her blanket.
"That doesn’t matter. They’ll love you because you’re you, just like I love you as you are."
y/n looked at him, surprised by the sincerity in his voice. It was hard not to believe him when he said it with such conviction.
With each visit, Jungwon managed to pull y/n out of the bubble of loneliness she had been trapped in. He taught her to play video games, introduced her to songs he listened to with his friends, and even tried teaching her some dance moves while she laughed from her bed.
One day, while they were in the middle of one of those fun moments, Jungwon asked her an unexpected question.
"Do you have a dream, something you’ve always wanted to do?"
y/n paused, thinking. She had had dreams once, but her illness had extinguished them one by one.
"I think... I’ve always wanted to feel like part of something," she said finally, in a soft voice. "I don’t know how to explain it, but I want to know what it’s like to have a group of people who accept me, who care about me."
Jungwon looked at her seriously, nodding as if he were planning something in his mind.
"Then I’ll make that happen. I promise I’ll make it happen."
y/n didn’t understand what he meant, but the confidence in his voice made her feel that, maybe, it was possible.
That day, as Jungwon left the room, y/n looked at the fresh bouquet of flowers he had left in the vase. For the first time in a long time, she realized that she didn’t feel alone.
A week later, Jungwon arrived at y/n’s room more excited than usual. He had a big smile on his face and was holding a bag with a female school uniform.
"y/n! This weekend is the festival at my school, and I already spoke with your doctors. They said you can go out for a while if you take care of yourself."
y/n looked up, surprised.
"A festival?"
"Yeah, it’s super fun. There are food stalls, games, music, and at the end, fireworks. I want you to come with me."
y/n hesitated. Her health had been fragile lately, and although the doctors had approved the outing, she still felt scared.
"I don’t know... What if I don’t fit in?"
Jungwon knelt down to her height and gently took her hands.
"I already told you, my friends will love you, y/n. Plus, you don’t have to worry. I’ll be with you the whole time."
The sparkle in his eyes and the warmth of his voice finally convinced her.
The day of the festival arrived, and Jungwon showed up with a wheelchair decorated with colorful ribbons.
"If we’re going out, we’re doing it in style," he joked as he helped y/n sit down.
She couldn’t help but laugh. Although she still felt a little nervous, Jungwon’s presence made her feel at ease.
When they arrived at the school, the place was full of life. The laughter and chatter of the students created a festive atmosphere, and the smell of street food filled the air.
"Jungwon!" shouted a voice from a distance.
A group of boys ran up to them. y/n recognized some of them from the photos Jungwon had shown her: Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki.
"She must be y/n!" exclaimed Sunoo with a big smile.
"Finally meeting the famous friend of Jungwon," joked Jay, winking at her.
The boys introduced themselves one by one, each one warmer and more welcoming than the last. Despite her shyness, y/n began to feel comfortable.
"Ah, there are Rei and Wonyoung!" said Jake, pointing to two girls near a game stall.
Jungwon pushed y/n’s wheelchair toward them, introducing them enthusiastically. Rei was a girl with dark hair and bright eyes, while Wonyoung had a sweet smile and a charming air.
"Hi, y/n. Jungwon has told us a lot about you," Rei said kindly.
As the group chatted, y/n couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Rei was. There was something about her confidence and charisma that made it hard not to admire her.
Later, when Jungwon and y/n were alone in a quiet corner, she dared to mention what she was thinking.
"Rei is really beautiful. I think she would be a great match for you."
Jungwon stopped in his tracks, surprised by her words. Then he shook his head with a soft smile.
"Rei is a great friend, but no. I’m not interested in her."
"Why not? She’s perfect."
Jungwon leaned slightly toward her, his expression serious but tender.
"Because there’s already someone I like."
y/n’s heart skipped a beat.
"Really?"
"Yeah," he said, looking directly into her eyes. "And that person is right in front of me."
y/n was speechless, feeling her face flush with heat. Jungwon, noticing her nervousness, just smiled and gave her a light tap on the shoulder.
"Come on, there’s still a lot to see."
The night of the festival went on, and the energy in the air grew more magical with every passing moment. Jungwon’s friends and y/n had been touring the stalls, laughing, and sharing stories. y/n, although she had been shy at first, was feeling incredibly comfortable with the group. The guys were fun and kind, and Rei and Wonyoung had been a constant support, making sure to include her in everything.
Finally, the most anticipated moment arrived: the fireworks. The crowd began gathering in the open field behind the school, looking for the best spots to watch the show.
"y/n, come with me," Jungwon said, taking the handles of her wheelchair and moving it a little further ahead, away from the group.
"Why here?" she asked, looking around.
"Because I want you to have the best view," he replied with a smile.
They stopped in a quiet spot, where the lantern lights barely reached. They were close enough to the others to hear their laughter, but far enough to feel like they were in their own world.
The sky suddenly lit up with bursts of color, and y/n looked up, mesmerized.
"It’s beautiful," she murmured, almost without realizing it.
Jungwon, however, wasn’t looking at the fireworks. His eyes were fixed on her, watching the way the light danced across her face, how her eyes sparkled with awe.
"Yeah, it is," he responded, though he wasn’t talking about the sky.
y/n turned to him and noticed that he was staring at her. Her heart began to race.
"What’s wrong?" she asked, nervous.
Jungwon didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he leaned a little closer to her, keeping his gaze fixed on hers.
"Can I kiss you?" he asked softly, almost like a whisper.
y/n felt her face flush. She had never been kissed before, and she wasn’t sure what to do. But there was also something in the way Jungwon looked at her that made her feel safe, like this moment was just for them.
"I... I’ve never kissed anyone," she confessed, looking down at her hands.
Jungwon smiled gently.
"Me neither," he admitted.
She looked up, surprised.
"Really?"
"Really. But I think this is the perfect moment to learn, don’t you think?"
y/n nodded shyly, and Jungwon leaned in even closer, stopping just before their lips touched, as if giving her a chance to change her mind.
When their lips finally met, it was a short, shy kiss, but full of tenderness. They quickly pulled apart, their faces as red as tomatoes, and started laughing nervously.
"That was... nice," y/n said, still feeling the warmth on her cheeks.
"Yeah, it was nice," Jungwon replied, smiling like a fool.
Behind them, Jungwon’s friends had seen the moment from a distance. No one said anything out loud, but they exchanged knowing glances and shared smiles.
"It was about time," Sunoo whispered, laughing quietly.
After the fireworks ended, the whole group gathered to take a picture. Heeseung insisted on taking it, making sure everyone was in the shot. Jungwon stood behind y/n’s chair, leaning slightly toward her, while Rei and Wonyoung stood next to her, hugging her warmly.
"One more, to make sure!" shouted Jay, as the camera captured another picture filled with smiles.
When the night came to an end, Jungwon took y/n back toward the entrance of the festival. As they said goodbye to the others, Rei and Wonyoung ran toward her, excitement on their faces.
"y/n!" Wonyoung exclaimed, taking her hands. "We really like you, you know? Now we’re officially best friends."
"Yeah!" added Rei. "When you get a phone, you have to message us every day."
"And we have to listen to and dance to K-pop together," continued Wonyoung, excited. "There are so many things we can do, even in the hospital."
"We’ll always visit you," promised Rei, smiling sincerely.
y/n couldn’t help but smile. For the first time in a long while, she felt like she belonged somewhere, that she had a group of people who really cared about her.
"Thank you, really," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.
Rei and Wonyoung gave her one last hug before saying goodbye, and y/n watched as they ran off, still chatting together.
That night, as Jungwon took her back to the hospital, y/n realized just how happy she was. Her heart was full of gratitude, both for Jungwon and for the friendships she had found thanks to him.
For the first time, she felt like life, although complicated, could still be beautiful.
The day after the festival, y/n was lying in her hospital bed, still smiling from the magic of the night before. Her mind replayed the happy moments: the kiss under the fireworks, the laughter with Jungwon’s friends, and the friendship promises from Rei and Wonyoung. She was lost in her thoughts when she heard hurried footsteps and familiar voices in the hallway.
"I think it was this way!" Wonyoung said, a little out of breath.
"No, we passed it, didn’t you see the sign?" Rei replied, sighing.
"You two are lost again!" Jungwon joked, sitting in a chair next to y/n’s bed.
Suddenly, Rei and Wonyoung burst into the room, slightly out of breath but with huge smiles on their faces. Both were carrying bags full of things and seemed ready for an important mission.
"We’re here!" Wonyoung yelled, waving a bag in the air.
"You took your time, don’t you think?" Jungwon said, smiling playfully.
Rei frowned, though she was clearly joking.
"Late or not, it’s girls' night. So… Jungwon, out!"
"What? But—"
"No buts!" Wonyoung exclaimed, gently pushing him toward the door. "Today is just for the three of us."
Jungwon looked at y/n, who was laughing uncontrollably at the scene. Though he hesitated to leave her alone, the happiness on her face convinced him.
"Okay, okay, I’m going," he said, raising his hands in surrender. Before leaving, he leaned in a little toward y/n and whispered, "Have fun, okay?"
y/n nodded excitedly, and Jungwon left, leaving the three girls alone.
"Finally! Now the fun begins," Rei announced, dropping the bags on the floor.
Wonyoung pulled out a box with a shiny pink iPhone and handed it to y/n.
"This is for you."
y/n blinked, surprised.
"What? I can’t accept this, it’s too much..."
"Of course you can," Wonyoung interrupted with a smile. "My dad has a tech company. This is nothing for him, and you need it."
Rei nodded, supporting her friend.
"Plus, how are we going to gossip with you if you don’t have a phone?"
With trembling hands, y/n took the phone, excited but a bit overwhelmed by the gesture.
"Thank you, really..."
"Don’t thank us too much, there’s more," Rei said, pulling out makeup, cute clothes, and even silly wigs from the bags. They had also brought food that they knew y/n could eat, like small cakes and fruit drinks.
The girls began setting everything up. While Wonyoung showed y/n how to use her new phone and create an Instagram account, Rei took out the makeup and discussed what look would be best for her.
"We’re going to do a simple but cute makeup, so you look like an idol," Rei said, determined.
"Me? An idol?" y/n asked, laughing.
"Of course. From now on, you’re part of our group, so we need to make you look spectacular," Wonyoung replied while showing her how to take photos for her profile.
When they finished doing her makeup, Rei and Wonyoung put on the clothes they had brought and ridiculous wigs, one blue and the other a crazy blonde. They turned on K-pop music on y/n’s phone and started dancing as if they were giving a live concert.
"This is our debut as a group!" Wonyoung shouted while Rei did an exaggerated choreography.
y/n couldn’t stop laughing as she watched them move around the room, filling the space with laughter and energy. Suddenly, the two girls came up to her, took her hands, and started moving them as if she were dancing too.
"y/n is leading the group!" Rei announced while they all laughed.
After dancing, they took lots of pictures, some cute and some completely hilarious. One of y/n’s favorites was one where the three of them wore the wigs, making silly poses in front of the mirror.
In a quiet moment, while they were looking at the photos, y/n began to cry silently. Rei and Wonyoung noticed immediately.
"What’s wrong, y/n?" Rei asked, approaching with concern.
"It’s just that... I’m so happy. I never thought I’d have friends like you."
Wonyoung hugged her tightly while Rei stroked her hair.
"We’ll always be here for you, y/n. No matter what happens, we’re a team," Wonyoung said seriously.
"Exactly. And not only that. You’re going to recover because you have to. We still have so much to do together," added Rei.
"Like what?" y/n asked, smiling through her tears.
"Like winning an award for best K-pop group, obviously," Rei joked, making them all laugh again.
"We already have a name, remember?" Wonyoung said.
"Of course," Rei said. "The Star Girls."
"I love it," y/n whispered, feeling happier than she had in years.
That afternoon, as Rei and Wonyoung left the hospital, y/n stayed looking at the photos on her phone, smiling. Though her body was weak, her heart was fuller than ever thanks to the friendships she had found.
A week after the unforgettable girls' afternoon, Jungwon arrived at the hospital with exciting news. He and his friends had planned a small beach trip, something simple but special, to spend time together. He had spoken with the doctors and Y/N's parents, who agreed to the idea as long as she didn't exert herself too much.
"The beach?" Y/N asked, her eyes wide. "I've never been to the beach."
Jungwon smiled, taking her hands in his.
"Then it will be your first time. I promise it will be unforgettable."
Y/N, excited, started telling Jungwon about everything that had happened with Rei and Wonyoung. She showed him the photos they had taken together, including the ones with wigs and funny poses.
"They look so happy," Jungwon commented, looking at the pictures with a soft smile.
"I am. I never thought I would have friends like them... and friends like you," Y/N added, looking at him with gratitude.
Jungwon looked away for a moment, a bit embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his happiness.
When the day of the trip arrived, Y/N was ready, her face glowing with a radiant smile. Jungwon arrived early at the hospital to pick her up, making sure everything was ready. He had a backpack with blankets and special food for her, prepared by Y/N's parents.
The drive to the beach was lively, filled with laughter and conversation. Rei, Wonyoung, and Jungwon's friends—Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki—were also there, ready to have an unforgettable day.
When they arrived, Y/N was speechless. The view of the endless ocean, with the waves gently crashing on the shore, was more beautiful than she had imagined.
"It's incredible," she murmured, her eyes shining.
Jungwon helped her out of the car and placed her in her wheelchair, pushing her toward the shore. Rei and Wonyoung were running on the sand, excited, while the guys set up an umbrella and started getting the food out.
The group spent the afternoon laughing and playing. They ate together on a blanket spread out on the sand, sharing stories and joking with one another. Jungwon stayed close to Y/N, making sure she was comfortable and happy.
"Are you having fun?" he asked her, offering her a small piece of watermelon.
"A lot. I never thought I'd see something so beautiful... or have friends like this," she replied, smiling at the group.
Before the sun began to set, the guys decided to get in the water, not caring that they didn't have swimsuits. Heeseung and Jake were the first to get wet, and soon everyone was splashing each other, laughing.
Y/N watched from the shore, feeling a mix of happiness and nostalgia. She wanted to join them, but she knew she couldn't. Her body was too weak.
Jungwon, noticing her expression, quickly returned to her side.
"Do you want to go in?" he asked.
"I want to, but... I can't."
Jungwon knelt next to her chair and took her hand.
"Then we'll stay here. No matter what happens, I'll always be with you."
Y/N smiled shyly, and Jungwon helped her get out of the chair. They sat together on a blanket, watching the horizon. The sky began to turn shades of orange and pink as the sun slowly sank into the ocean.
"It's cold, huh?" Jungwon said, pulling a blanket from his backpack and covering both of them.
Y/N nodded, leaning slightly against his shoulder. The moment was perfect, peaceful, as if the world had disappeared, leaving just the two of them.
After a while, Y/N broke the silence.
"Jungwon... there's something I want to tell you."
He looked at her, noticing the change in her tone.
"What’s wrong?"
Y/N took a deep breath, gathering the courage she needed.
"I never told you because I didn't want you to treat me differently... but I have a terminal illness."
Jungwon looked at her intently, his face filled with concern.
"What kind of illness?"
"It’s a condition that weakens my heart. The doctors say that, at any moment, I could...—" her voice broke, and tears began to roll down her cheeks. "I could die."
Jungwon felt a knot in his stomach, but he didn’t let his own feelings take over. Instead, he wrapped Y/N in a hug, resting his chin on her hair.
"Thank you for telling me," he whispered. "But you don't have to face this alone. I'm here, and I always will be."
Y/N cried quietly against his chest, feeling the warmth of his embrace. Jungwon gently pulled back to look into her eyes, wiping the tears from her face with tenderness.
"You're stronger than you think, Y/N. And even though it hurts to know you're going through this, I won't let you face it without someone who loves and supports you."
Carefully, he kissed her on the cheek, followed by a soft kiss on the lips, so tender and full of affection that Y/N felt her heart fill with love.
When they returned to the group, everyone gathered for one last photo together. Y/N, despite everything, smiled sincerely, surrounded by the people who had become her family.
That night, as they drove home, Y/N knew that this day would be forever etched in her memory as one of the happiest days of her life.
After their day at the beach, Y/N began to reflect deeply on her life and what she truly wanted to do with the time she had left. She knew she couldn’t change her fate, but she could choose how to face the days ahead. Inspired by the love of Jungwon, her friends, and the beautiful memories she was creating, she decided to live life to the fullest, without regrets.
However, she also made the decision not to tell Jungwon that her time was limited. She didn’t want him to be sad or worried. She wanted him to remember her as someone happy and full of life, not as someone losing the battle.
One afternoon, while Jungwon visited her at the hospital, she took his hand and looked at him with determination.
"I want to do many things with you, Jungwon. I want to live every moment as if it were the last."
He looked at her, surprised, but nodded with a smile.
"We'll do everything you want, Y/N. I promise."
The next day, Jungwon organized a small outing to the park with his friends and the girls, Rei and Wonyoung. Y/N was in her wheelchair, but that didn’t stop her from enjoying the sun, the trees, and the sound of the birds.
"Let’s have a picnic!" Sunoo announced, pulling out a blanket and food.
As they ate, Heeseung and Niki began playing a guessing game that made everyone laugh. Rei and Wonyoung taught Y/N how to edit the photos they were taking together, showing her filters and effects that made her laugh.
Later, Jungwon took Y/N to a quiet corner of the park. He had prepared a surprise: a new sketchbook and a set of colored pencils.
"For you to keep drawing, like you did at the hospital," he said, smiling.
Y/N felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she held them back.
"Thank you, Jungwon. You always think of everything."
She began to draw while he sat beside her, watching her with tenderness. She drew a tree with flowers falling, and in the center, two small figures holding hands: them.
A few days later, Rei and Wonyoung came with exciting news. They had gotten tickets to a K-pop concert and wanted Y/N to go with them. Although Jungwon was a bit worried, the doctors and Y/N’s parents gave their approval, as long as they took precautions.
On the day of the concert, Rei and Wonyoung helped Y/N get dressed in cute clothes and a bit of makeup. Jungwon accompanied them, making sure everything was okay.
When they arrived at the stadium, Y/N was amazed by the energy of the place. The lights, the music, and the fans’ screams were unlike anything she had ever experienced. During the concert, Y/N sang and moved her hands to the rhythm of the songs, feeling more alive than ever.
At one point, Jungwon leaned toward her and whispered:
"Your smile is brighter than all these lights."
Y/N felt her heart beat loudly, not because of her illness, but because of the love she felt for him.
Jungwon and Y/N began spending more time together. Sometimes, they would go to small cafés where Y/N tried desserts she had never had before. Other times, they would simply stroll through the park or watch movies together in the hospital, sharing laughter and deep conversations.
One night, Jungwon took her to a special place: a hill where they could see the stars clearly. He brought a blanket and a thermos of hot chocolate, making sure she was comfortable.
"Did you know there’s a star for every person in the world?" Jungwon asked, looking at the sky.
"Really?" Y/N replied, amazed.
"Yes. And if I could choose one for you, it would be the brightest of them all."
Y/N blushed and smiled, feeling more grateful than ever to have Jungwon by her side.
Although Y/N tried to stay strong, she knew her body was getting weaker. She decided not to worry anyone and continue enjoying every moment, even though she felt the end was near. One night, while she was alone in her room, she wrote several letters for Jungwon and began to draw what she loved most: the moments she had shared with him.
Each drawing was special: one of Jungwon smiling, another from the festival, another from the beach, and one more of the fireworks, where two figures were kissing.
In one of her letters, she wrote:
"Jungwon, thank you for showing me what it is to love and be loved. Thank you for every smile, every laugh, and every moment we spent together. Although my time was short, with you it felt eternal. You will always be my brightest star."
Y/N's days grew increasingly difficult. Her body was weaker, her skin paler, and her eyes were tired. She had lost a lot of weight, and even the simplest activities, like getting out of bed or talking for long periods, took a lot of effort. However, her spirit remained strong. Every time Jungwon or her friends came to visit, she gave them a smile, as if she wanted them to remember only the best of her.
Jungwon didn’t stop visiting her for a single day. He spent hours by her side, reading her books, showing her funny videos on his phone, or simply holding her hand while they both gazed out the window. Although he tried not to show it, he was devastated to see her like this. Every time he left the hospital, tears escaped his eyes, but he always promised himself not to cry in front of her.
One day, while Rei and Wonyoung were with Jungwon at the hospital café, they came up with an idea: to celebrate Y/N’s birthday. Her 16th birthday was approaching, and they wanted to make sure it was special, even if she couldn’t go out.
“She deserves the best birthday,” Wonyoung said determinedly, while Rei nodded.
“We’ll bring balloons, gifts, cake... everything we can to make her happy,” added Rei, excited.
The boys also joined in the plan. Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki were in charge of buying balloons and confetti, while the girls picked out a cake and gifts. Jungwon, on his part, prepared something special: a necklace with a small star-shaped pendant.
When Y/N’s 16th birthday arrived, her hospital room was filled with life. Pink balloons decorated every corner, confetti was scattered across the bed and floor, and a pink chocolate cake sat in the center of the table, surrounded by gifts.
When Jungwon and the others entered the room, singing "Las Mañanitas" enthusiastically, Y/N was lying in her bed, weaker than ever, but with a smile that lit up her face.
“Happy birthday, Y/N!” they all shouted in unison, while Wonyoung and Rei approached to hug her gently.
“I can’t believe you did all this for me,” Y/N murmured, her eyes shining with tears.
“Of course we did. You’re our friend!” Rei said with a smile.
“And you’ll always be the star of our group,” Wonyoung added, winking at her.
Jungwon slowly approached and took her hand, kneeling by her bed.
“How do you feel, birthday girl?”
“Tired... but happy,” she replied, looking at him with tenderness.
Everyone sat around the bed as Sunoo lit the candles on the cake.
“Make a wish, Y/N,” Jake said, smiling.
Y/N closed her eyes for a moment, silently wishing: I want everyone I love to be happy, even when I’m no longer here.
Then, with Jungwon’s help, she blew out the candles, and everyone clapped.
After the cake, the friends began giving their gifts. Wonyoung and Rei gave her a makeup set and a new wig, while Heeseung and Sunghoon gave her a collection of postcards with beautiful landscapes. Niki gave her a large stuffed animal, and Jay and Jake brought an empty photo album for her to fill with memories.
Finally, Jungwon approached and took out a small velvet box.
“This is for you,” he said softly, opening the box to reveal the necklace with the star pendant.
Y/N looked at him, surprised, as he bent down to carefully put it on her.
“You’re my brightest star, Y/N. I want you to always remember that.”
Tears rolled down Y/N’s cheeks, but this time, they weren’t tears of sadness.
“Thank you, Jungwon. Thank you for everything.”
Although Y/N couldn’t move much, her friends made the afternoon unforgettable. Rei and Wonyoung began dancing a K-pop choreography in front of the bed, making everyone laugh. Sunoo and Niki tried to imitate them but ended up stumbling, causing the group to burst into laughter.
Y/N watched everything from her bed, feeling full of love. For a moment, she forgot her illness, forgot the pain, and simply enjoyed the happiness around her.
When the afternoon ended, her friends said their goodbyes one by one, promising to visit her again soon. Jungwon was the last to leave, and before he left, he leaned in to give her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
“Happy birthday, Y/N. You’re incredibly special to all of us.”
Y/N watched him leave, feeling that her heart was full of gratitude and love. She had turned 16 surrounded by the people she loved most, and that was all she could ask for.
When Jungwon arrived home after the birthday party, he felt a mix of happiness and exhaustion. His mind kept replaying the images of the celebration: y/n smiling with everyone, surrounded by friends who loved her, and him by her side, feeling a unique connection with her.
As he entered his room, he grabbed his phone. The first thing he saw was an Instagram notification: y/n had posted a new photo. Jungwon smiled when he saw the picture she had posted of the whole group celebrating her birthday. Everyone was smiling, and y/n, though a bit pale and weak, looked radiant, surrounded by love.
But what really caught his attention was the second photo. It was a selfie of y/n and him, taken during the calmest moment of the afternoon, when they both sat together, wrapped in a blanket while watching the sunset. The photo was accompanied by a message:
"I love you so much, Jungwon. You're the reason I keep smiling. Thank you for being my star. 💖"
Jungwon's heart raced as he read her words. Though his face showed a happy smile, he couldn't help but feel emotional. y/n's love for him was pure, sincere, and even in the midst of her illness, she never stopped showing it.
He decided the perfect response would be to leave her a comment full of love:
"I love you more, y/n. Thank you for being the light of my life. 💫"
After doing this, he put his phone in his pocket, thinking about how lucky he felt. Not only did he have y/n by his side, but he had found something deeper than any other relationship he had ever had in his life.
That night, Jungwon had dinner with his parents, as usual. But this time, the conversation took an unexpected turn. As his mother asked him about his day, his father, as usual, was more serious and direct.
"How was your friend's birthday, Jungwon?" his father asked, though with a slight grimace showing some disinterest.
Jungwon, smiling, responded enthusiastically:
"It was amazing, dad. We were all so happy, and y/n looked radiant."
But then, his mother's expression changed.
"It's good that you take care of her, son, but... don't you think it's a little complicated?" his mother said with a tone that seemed somewhat distant to Jungwon.
"What do you mean?" he asked, confused.
"I mean... she's so sick. She doesn't have much time, Jungwon. Don't you think you're getting into something that might hurt you?" his father said, his words falling like cold rain on him.
"But..." Jungwon started to say, not knowing how to respond, feeling a knot in his chest.
"She's a burden, son. You know how it is... someone who's so sick can't be in a real relationship, not now," his mother continued, her tone filled with concern but also something that Jungwon couldn't identify as anything other than disapproval.
His father's words struck his mind, and his breath quickened. Something inside him ignited, a flame of defense that he couldn't extinguish.
"She's not a burden!" he replied, raising his voice, surprising his parents with his firm tone. "y/n is not a burden. She's my life. And I won't leave her for anything in the world, even if they tell me it's not the 'right' thing to do."
His parents looked at him, surprised. His father frowned.
"Jungwon, it's just... she's so sick. Why stay with someone like that? She's going to leave you soon."
"I don't want her to leave, but that doesn't mean she's a burden!" Jungwon stood up from the table, anger about to burst. "y/n makes me happy. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me, and the one I love most in this world. I won't leave her, no matter what happens. She's not strange or a burden. She's my love. And she always will be."
His mother fell silent, while his father gave him a disapproving look. Jungwon was about to continue, but when he saw his mother's sad expression, something inside him softened.
"I'm sorry, mom, dad, but I have to do what I feel. And what I feel is that y/n is the most important thing in my life right now."
With that, Jungwon left the room, leaving behind a tense atmosphere. He headed to his room, where, once alone, he let out a deep breath. He had defended y/n, but the conversation with his parents had left him exhausted.
He looked at his phone again and the photo of y/n. In that moment, he knew he wouldn't let anyone, not even his parents, tell him what he should feel or do. If his love for y/n was something he had to follow, he would do it no matter the circumstances.
The day was cloudy, and the fresh air filled the atmosphere of the hospital. Jungwon arrived with a shy smile, as he always did, but today there was something different in his gaze. Today, something more important than his friendship with y/n was about to take place. y/n's breathing had become more difficult with each passing moment, but still, her heart kept beating strongly for Jungwon, and she couldn't stop smiling as she saw him enter. Even though her body no longer responded with the same vitality, her spirit remained intact, and he was the reason.
Jungwon entered the room and approached her with a tender gesture. He was holding a small box in his hands, something simple but meaningful. He sat beside the bed, and for a moment, they just looked at each other in silence, as if words were unnecessary.
"y/n..." he said softly, taking her hand. His voice was so warm and sincere that it made the air between them feel lighter.
y/n tried to smile, but her breathing grew slower and more labored. Her eyes sparkled with emotion, but her words no longer came as easily. Her lips moved with difficulty, but Jungwon looked at her with a deep understanding. He knew their time together would not be long, but what he felt for her had no limits; it knew no time.
"I love you..." she said with difficulty, her voice weak but filled with love.
When Jungwon heard her, he squeezed her hand a little tighter, feeling the knot in his chest tighten. He couldn't wait any longer; he didn’t want to wait any longer. He wasn't afraid because what he felt for y/n was bigger than any fear of losing her. Life was uncertain, but his love for her was not.
"y/n..." he said with a gentle smile but filled with emotions. "I've been thinking a lot, and I don't want another moment to pass without you knowing how important you are to me. You're my everything, you know that, right?"
y/n tried to respond, but her strength wasn’t the same. Still, her face lit up with a look of happiness. She showed him that she understood everything with a gaze that said more than a thousand words.
"I... I want..." Jungwon hesitated a bit, but when he saw y/n’s eyes, he found the courage. "I want you to be my girlfriend, y/n. Despite everything, I want you to be with me, now and always. Will you be my girlfriend?"
y/n tried to speak, but the words didn’t come easily. However, her radiant face and eyes full of love were enough for Jungwon to know that her answer was yes. y/n’s smile, although weak, was the most beautiful one Jungwon had ever seen. Her eyes sparkled with tears of happiness.
Breathlessly, y/n finally managed to say:
"Yes... yes... I want... to be your girlfriend... Jungwon..."
Jungwon, his heart racing, looked at her intently. Emotion completely enveloped him. The simple fact that y/n accepted, even in her situation, was a gift—something so big that he couldn’t describe it in words.
He leaned toward her carefully, so as not to hurt her. Gently, he kissed her forehead, then her cheek, in a gesture of pure and sincere love. He kissed her softly, without rushing, giving her all his affection in that small but meaningful gesture.
"Thank you..." he whispered, unable to stop a tear from sliding down his cheek. "I love you, y/n. I always will."
And even though she couldn’t speak much, y/n smiled with her eyes, with that special light she always had when she was with him. Despite all the pain she felt, her heart beat stronger than ever. Because she knew that in her final moments, she had found the purest love, the love she had always dreamed of.
That day, Jungwon and y/n shared a connection that transcended words, one that only true love could understand. They looked at each other, smiled, and in that silence, they both knew that what they had was something eternal.
The days passed slowly in the hospital, and although y/n’s health was deteriorating, her love for Jungwon remained alive, as strong as ever. Jungwon, for his part, stayed by her side day after day, doing everything he could to make her feel special, despite the difficulties. They had shared many moments together, but now, in the calm of the hospital, there was a sense of urgency to make the most of every instant, to create memories that could last beyond the physical.
One peaceful afternoon, after the doctors gave her a little rest, Jungwon entered y/n’s room with a small box in his hands. y/n, though weaker than ever, lifted her gaze when she saw him enter, and her eyes sparkled with an indescribable tenderness. Despite everything that was happening, she had never stopped smiling when she saw him. Her love for him was so great that not even the illness could extinguish it.
"What’s that?" y/n asked, her voice hoarse but full of curiosity. She knew Jungwon always surprised her with small but meaningful gestures.
Jungwon approached y/n’s bed with a shy smile and a glimmer in his eyes. He opened the box and took out two bracelets, one with white beads and the other with pink beads. The bracelets were simple, but to him, they meant much more than just an accessory.
"These are for us," Jungwon said, looking at y/n with a soft expression but full of emotion. "I want us to each wear one as a symbol that we’ll always be together, no matter what happens."
y/n, although she didn’t have much strength, weakly lifted her hand to see the bracelets. Her eyes filled with tears as she saw how thoughtful and tender Jungwon was with her. Although she couldn’t move much, her feelings hadn’t changed one bit. She loved Jungwon deeply, and now he was giving her a piece of his heart through this small gesture.
"It’s... beautiful," y/n said with a broken voice, smiling as tears fell down her face.
Jungwon, carefully, took one of the bracelets and gently put it on y/n’s wrist. Then, he put the other on his own wrist. The bracelets fit perfectly, as if they were made just for them.
"Now we’ll always be connected, no matter what," Jungwon said, looking at y/n with a mix of tenderness and sadness. "Every time you look at your bracelet, you’ll know that I’m wearing one just like it."
y/n nodded slowly, her eyes shining with gratitude and love. Although she was already very weak, she felt that this small gesture from Jungwon kept her alive in some way. She took her wrist with the bracelet in her hands and gently caressed it.
"I’ll always carry you in my heart, Jungwon," she said, speaking haltingly, but her voice full of emotion.
Jungwon leaned toward her, kissing her forehead softly. He felt a strange peace knowing that, even in the hardest moments, he could make her happy with small gestures. He wasn’t afraid to show what he felt, and now, more than ever, he wanted y/n to know how much he loved her.
In those quiet moments in the hospital, they shared more than just bracelets. They shared looks filled with love, soft caresses, and silent promises that, even though the future was uncertain, they would always have each other, no matter what.
And even though y/n’s body was fragile and her breathing labored, the bond between them had never been stronger. They both knew that what they had was more than just a relationship; it was a connection that transcended time, one that didn’t need words to be understood.
The room was completely silent, only interrupted by the faint hum of the medical machines. y/n lay in her bed, wrapped in a white blanket that contrasted with her pale skin. In her hands, she held her phone, gazing at the photos of the happiest moments she had shared with her friends, and most importantly, with Jungwon. Each image was a reminder that, despite her illness, she had experienced pure love and unbreakable friendships.
There was one photo in particular that she couldn’t stop looking at: it was the one she had recently posted, from her birthday. She was surrounded by balloons, cake, and all of her friends, with Jungwon by her side, smiling as if the whole world was perfect. That image was her most cherished treasure, reflecting all the good that had come into her life in the past few months.
However, as she stared at the screen, a sudden pain shot through her chest. At first, it was mild, like a sharp sting, but it quickly became unbearable. Her breathing, already weak, began to accelerate as cold sweat covered her forehead. She tried to call her mother, but her strength wasn’t enough. The phone slipped from her hands, falling to the ground with a dull thud.
“y/n!” her mother shouted, seeing her writhe in pain. She rushed to her side and took her hand, desperate. “Doctors! Nurses! Help, please!”
The nurses and the doctor rushed into the room. In an instant, the room was filled with chaos. The monitors began to emit a constant beeping, announcing what her mother feared. y/n was suffering from cardiac arrest.
“Quick, prepare for resuscitation!” the doctor ordered, while the nurses adjusted the machines and prepared the defibrillator.
As they worked frantically to save her, y/n felt the world begin to fade. The physical pain was intense, but what truly tore at her was the emotional agony. She knew the end was near, and memories of her life began to flash in her mind.
She saw her parents smiling as they played with her as a child. She remembered her little sister hugging her, always full of love and innocence. Then, her mind filled with Jungwon: the first time seeing him, his shy smile when he spoke to her, the days they spent together in the hospital, the kiss under the fireworks. Then came the memories of Rei and Wonyoung, how they had accepted her and brightened her days. All those moments rushed by like a whirlwind, but in each of them, Jungwon was there, as if he were the center of her happiness.
“Jung... won...” she whispered weakly, though no one could hear her.
The doctor kept trying, again and again. Each electric shock made y/n’s body lift slightly, but there was no response.
“Again! We can’t give up!” the doctor said, though his voice was beginning to crack.
After ten minutes of attempts, the monitor displayed a flat line. The constant beeping filled the room, confirming what everyone feared.
“Time of death...” the doctor said softly, tears filling his eyes. The nurses looked away, unable to face the sadness of the moment.
y/n’s mother let out a heart-wrenching scream, falling to the ground while holding her daughter’s lifeless body. Her younger sister, who had been waiting outside, ran in and, upon seeing the scene, broke into tears, unable to understand why her older sister was no longer with them.
“No, y/n! No, please, don’t go!” her mother cried, as her father held her, tears in his eyes.
The room was filled with pain, a pain so deep it seemed unbearable.
At that same moment, miles away, Jungwon was in his room. He sat at his desk, looking at some pictures of y/n on his phone, remembering her smile and how she made him feel. Suddenly, an inexplicable pain pierced his chest.
He placed his hand over his heart, trying to calm the sensation he didn’t understand. It was as if something inside him had broken, as if a part of his soul had been ripped away.
“What’s happening...?” he murmured, staring into the empty space.
Unknowingly, Jungwon had just felt the emptiness left by y/n’s departure. Although he didn’t yet know the news, something inside him knew that the world had just changed forever.
Jungwon woke up the next day with a strange feeling in his chest. The inexplicable pain from the night before was still there, like a constant pressure he couldn’t ignore. He felt restless, but he didn’t understand why. He looked at his phone and noticed that y/n hadn’t responded to the messages he had sent before going to sleep.
"Maybe she was tired," he thought, trying to calm himself down. He wanted to believe everything was fine, that this discomfort was just a coincidence. Determined to brighten her day, he prepared everything to visit her: he bought a bouquet of fresh flowers, a small bear plush with a red bow, and her favorite food.
As he walked toward the hospital, he tried to maintain a smile, though part of him couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. When he entered the building, he noticed the atmosphere seemed different, heavier than usual. There was less noise in the halls, less movement. But Jungwon tried not to pay too much attention to it.
He continued walking, carefully holding the plush and flowers, until he reached y/n’s room. When he opened the door, his smile disappeared. The bed was perfectly made, the white sheets as if no one had ever used them. The K-pop posters that y/n adored were no longer on the walls. The plush toys that always kept her company were gone, and the flowers he had brought on other occasions weren’t there either.
For a moment, he thought he had entered the wrong room. "Did I make a mistake?" he murmured to himself, stepping back to check the number on the door. It was the right room, but something didn’t fit.
Then, he heard a faint sob coming from the corner where the sitting area of the room was. With his heart racing and a lump in his throat, Jungwon slowly walked toward the sound. There, he saw y/n’s mother sitting in a chair, her face covered in tears.
—Ma’am... where is y/n? —Jungwon asked in a soft voice, although he could already feel fear creeping over him.
y/n’s mother looked up when she heard his voice. She tried to smile at him, but tears kept falling down her face. She struggled to stand and walked toward him.
—Jungwon... —she said with a broken voice, placing a trembling hand on the boy’s shoulder.
Jungwon dropped the plush he was holding. His mind had already understood what his heart didn’t want to accept.
—No... no, please, no... —he whispered, his eyes filling with tears as he stepped back, unable to face the truth.
y/n’s mother hugged him, trying to calm him, but both of them crumbled at the same time. Jungwon broke into silent sobs at first, but soon his pain became uncontrollable.
—Why...? She was fine! We were planning so many things! —he cried between sobs, unable to understand why life had been so cruel to them.
At that moment, y/n’s younger sister entered the room. Her small arms tightly held her sister’s favorite plush, and her swollen eyes reflected the same pain Jungwon felt.
—She... she loved you so much, Jungwon... —the little girl said through tears as she approached him and hugged him tightly.
The scene was heartbreaking. y/n’s mother, her sister, and Jungwon joined in a hug full of pain, sharing the loss of someone who had brightened their lives, even if only for too short a time.
When they managed to calm down a bit, y/n’s mother took Jungwon’s hand and led him to sit down. Carefully, she handed him a drawing book and a package of letters wrapped with a pink ribbon.
—This... this is for you, Jungwon. y/n made them thinking of you. She asked me to give them to you if anything happened to her... She wanted you to read them at home, in private.
Jungwon took the objects with trembling hands, feeling his heart break even more.
—Thank you for everything, Jungwon. Thank you for giving my daughter a reason to live. She was happy... because of you. She never stopped talking about how much she loved you.
He nodded, unable to speak. His throat was closed with the tears that still threatened to overflow.
—The funeral will be in two days... If you want, you can come. She would have liked for you to be there.
Jungwon could only nod again. As he left the hospital, he pressed the book and the letters against his chest, feeling like he was carrying a part of y/n with him. His heart was shattered, but he knew he had to fulfill her last wish.
Jungwon arrived home with his heart in a thousand pieces. He tightly held the drawing book and the letters y/n had left for him, as if they were the only things keeping him standing. As soon as he opened the door, his mother, who was in the living room, saw him enter. Noticing his state, she quickly got up, leaving the book she had been reading.
—Jungwon... —she began to say, concerned. However, upon seeing the tears streaming down her son's face, she understood immediately.
She approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
—I warned you, son. I told you this was going to happen... —she murmured, with a tone that was both sad and resigned.
But when she saw Jungwon completely break down, releasing a heartbreaking cry as he clung to the drawing book, her heart softened. Without saying anything more, she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
—I’m sorry, son. I’m so sorry...
Jungwon let himself fall into her arms, crying inconsolably. For several minutes, his mother held him, stroking his hair and letting him release all his pain.
—She wasn’t a burden, mom... She was the best thing that ever happened to me.
His mother nodded, kissing his forehead.
—I know, Jungwon. I know.
After a while, Jungwon went upstairs to his room. He closed the door behind him and sat on the floor, still hugging the book and the letters. He felt exhausted, as if the weight of the loss was crushing him. Finally, he took a deep breath and opened the package of letters, determined to hear the words y/n had left for him.
The first letter was written in delicate, albeit somewhat trembling, handwriting. Jungwon recognized the effort y/n had put into every stroke. When he opened it, he read:
**"My dear Jungwon,
I don’t know how much time I have left when you read this, but I want you to know that every moment with you was the best gift life could give me. Thank you for coming into my life when I needed you most and for giving me a reason to live again. You are my first love, my first kiss, my first 'boyfriend'... and also my last.
Being your girlfriend was the best thing that happened to me. I loved it when you came to the hospital, when you looked at me with those bright eyes full of love. You made me feel beautiful, even on my worst days. Thank you for staying with me, even when you saw me feeling down. I don’t know how to thank you for everything you did for me."**
Jungwon cried as he read, tears falling onto the letter. He continued:
**"Please, don’t feel guilty. Don’t think you didn’t do enough, because you did more than anyone else would have. You gave me pure and beautiful love, and even though I wish I could stay longer with you, I want you to move on. I want you to live for me, to keep smiling, dancing, and reaching your dreams.
I love you, Jungwon. I will always love you, even from wherever I am now. I hope you remember me as someone who loved you so, so, so much."**
The letter ended with a small drawing of the two of them together, holding hands, with hearts around them.
Jungwon put the letter aside and opened the drawing book. The first drawing was of him, in his school uniform with a radiant smile. He remembered the day y/n had met him and how she had told him that his smile was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
The next drawing was of the flowers he always brought her at the hospital, drawn with such detail that it seemed like he could almost smell them. There was a small note beside it that read: "I will always remember your scent of flowers and happiness."
There was a drawing of the school festival, with all of their friends and y/n in the center. At the bottom, she had written: "It was my happiest day."
Then, he came to the drawing of the fireworks, where she was in her wheelchair and he was kneeling in front of her, sharing their first kiss. Around it, there were words in Korean that said: "Thank you for loving me. You are my star."
Each page of the book was a reminder of the love they had shared, the happy moments they had created together, even in the midst of the hardest circumstances.
Jungwon took another letter and opened it carefully. This one read:
**"When you think of me, I don’t want you to cry. I want you to smile. Remember everything we did together and keep those memories in your heart. Be happy, Jungwon. Please, be happy.
And when you look at the sky and see a bright star, think that it’s me watching over you, reminding you that I will always be with you."**
Jungwon pressed the letter to his chest and closed his eyes, letting the tears flow freely. Even though his heart was broken, he felt a small spark of comfort knowing that y/n had loved him as much as he had loved her.
At that moment, he promised that, no matter how much it hurt, he would find a way to move forward because he knew that was what y/n wanted for him. She had left him not only her love but also a reason to be strong.
The day of Y/N's funeral arrived, enveloping everything in an atmosphere of sadness. The sky was gray and cloudy, as if even the universe was crying her loss. In the main hall, where the ceremony was taking place, there was a large photo of Y/N smiling, placed on a table adorned with white flowers and roses, her favorites.
Jungwon arrived early, wearing a black suit that seemed to absorb all the light around him. In his hands, he carried the stuffed animal he had bought for her the day before and a white rose. Despite his composure at first, his heart was shattered. He had spent the night without sleeping, reading Y/N's letters and looking at her drawings over and over again.
When he entered the hall, he felt the air grow heavy, almost unbearable. In front of Y/N's photo were her parents and little sister. Y/N's mother was completely devastated, her eyes swollen from crying. Her father tried to stay strong, but his hands trembled as he comforted his little daughter, who clung to Y/N's favorite stuffed animal.
Jungwon walked slowly toward them. Upon seeing him, Y/N's mother hugged him again, as she had done days before, but this time neither of them could hold back their tears.
"Thank you for coming, Jungwon. She loved you so much..." she whispered, her voice breaking as she said the words.
Jungwon could barely respond, he just nodded as he placed the white rose on the table and set the stuffed animal next to Y/N's photo.
Little by little, Jungwon's friends began to arrive. Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Ni-ki entered with solemn faces. They, too, brought flowers, and although none of them knew Y/N as well as Jungwon, they knew how much she meant to him. They gathered near Jungwon, offering him silent support.
Rei and Wonyoung arrived shortly after, both with red eyes from crying so much. Rei held a bouquet of flowers and a photo they had taken together during one of their girls' afternoons at the hospital. Wonyoung carried a small letter she had written for Y/N, promising she would never forget her. Both approached Y/N's family to hug them, and then joined the group next to Jungwon.
The ceremony began with words from the priest, but Jungwon could barely hear. His mind was filled with memories: the first time he saw Y/N, her laugh, her smile, her soft voice calling him "my Jungwon." Everything felt unreal.
When it was time for some friends and family to share words, Jungwon slowly stood up. Everyone looked at him with empathy, knowing how much Y/N had meant to him.
"Y/N..." he began, his voice trembling. He paused for a moment to take a breath, trying to hold back his tears. "Y/N was... is... the most special person I've ever known. She taught me what it really means to love, despite everything. She showed me how to find happiness even in the hardest moments."
He paused and looked at Y/N's photo.
"I can't imagine my life without her, but I know... I know she would want me to move on. I won't say goodbye, because I will never forget her. Y/N will always be a part of me. Always."
With those words, he left the letter she had written for him on the table, next to the stuffed animal, and returned to his seat, breaking down in tears as Rei and Wonyoung embraced him.
At the end of the ceremony, everyone gathered at the cemetery. Y/N's coffin, covered with flowers, was slowly lowered. Her parents and little sister were devastated, crying inconsolably. Jungwon, standing next to his friends, felt his heart breaking even more with each passing second.
When the burial ended, everyone began to place flowers on the grave. Jungwon was the last. He knelt in front of the tombstone and whispered:
"I love you, Y/N. You will always be my star."
He left the last white rose on the grave and stayed there, even when everyone else began to leave. He couldn't let her go, not yet.
That night, while looking at the stars from his room, he remembered what Y/N had written in one of her letters: "When you look at the sky and see a bright star, think of me watching over you."
Jungwon smiled faintly through tears, promising himself that, even though it hurt, he would move forward for her, because he knew that was what Y/N would have wanted.
Time passed, but the memory of Vannia remained deeply rooted in Jungwon. The first few days after the funeral were the hardest. Every corner of his life reminded him of her: the hospital, the messages on his phone, the photos she had posted, and the letters she had written. But instead of letting the pain consume him, Jungwon decided to honor Vannia’s memory by living life the way she would have wanted: with love and gratitude.
Jungwon began spending more time with the friends they both shared. Rei and Wonyoung visited him often, and together they recalled the happy moments with Vannia. Rei even organized an afternoon where they recreated the "concert" they had done at the hospital, dancing K-pop songs with contagious energy.
"Vannia would be laughing at how badly I dance," Jungwon joked one afternoon, attempting a "Hype Boy" move.
"She’d say you're improving, even if just a little," Wonyoung responded with a smile.
Despite the laughter, there were days when Jungwon felt overwhelmed by sadness. During those moments, he sought refuge in the letters and drawings Vannia had left him. Each word she had written felt like a hug from beyond, reminding him of how much she loved him.
One night, while reading one of the letters, he found a page he hadn’t noticed before. It was a drawing of him looking up at the sky, with a bright star above his head. Next to the drawing, Vannia had written:
"Jungwon, don’t be sad for me. Every time you look at the stars, remember that I’m always with you. I love you more than words can say, and I want you to be happy, even if I’m not physically there. Live your life to the fullest, but don’t forget about me, okay? Because I’ll never forget you."
The words made him cry, but this time not only out of sadness, but also out of love.
As the months passed, Jungwon found ways to keep Vannia’s memory alive. He volunteered at the hospital where he met her, visiting other patients to cheer them up, just as Vannia had cheered him up. Over time, he began organizing small events with his friends, such as game afternoons, picnics, and beach visits, making sure everyone felt supported and appreciated.
One day, Rei and Wonyoung surprised him with a gift. They had created an album with all the photos they had of Vannia: the school festival, the beach, the birthday at the hospital, and many other special moments.
"We wanted you to have this, so you’ll always remember her with a smile," Rei said, handing him the album.
Jungwon received it with gratitude, feeling a warmth in his chest.
That night, while looking at the stars from his window, he smiled. He could imagine Vannia sitting on one of them, looking at him with that sweet smile he loved so much.
"I promise I’ll be happy, Vannia," he murmured, a mix of tears and a smile on his face. "And when it’s my turn to get there, I hope I’ll see you smile again."
With that promise in his heart, Jungwon closed his eyes, feeling that, even though she wasn’t physically there, Vannia would always be with him, guiding and loving him from the stars.
The End.
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Young Zaundads wip (11)
(Not where I wanted to end this section but I need to sleep)
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They both get the stew, and eat it quickly, shovelling in mouthfuls without saying a word. Connol and Benzo are chattering about something that happened today but Vander isn't listening. His knee pressed against Silco's and all he wants to do is get out of here.
They finish in record time and Silco offers to return their plates and trays. As soon as he's away from the table, Felicia kicks his shin. "You're not subtle, you know."
"What?" Vander asks, watching Silco make his way across the room. His shoulders twisting to walk between people, the dark hair tied back in a low bun with a few loose strands curling against his neck.
"Come on," Felicia replies. "I'll eat my hard hat if you're not about to drag him out to the store rooms."
"What's wrong with that?" Across the room, Silco stops to talk to one of the kitchenhands. He glances over at Vander and Vander feels himself grin back at him. 
Felicia laughs. "Nothing. There's nothing wrong with it."
"You didn't see Vander throw a pickaxe today," Benzo mutters, reaching for his drink.
Vander ignores them, standing up as Silco returns. "Ready to go?"
"I can't." Silco looks more serious than he should. "Change of plans."
"What?"
"My plans," Silco says, echoing Vander's irritated tone, "have changed. It's not a hard concept to grasp."
Vander reaches out, wraps a hand around Silco's wrist and Silco softens.
"Stay here," Silco says, voice almost gentle. "Drink with your friends. I have to do something, but I'll be back later."
Vander nods and sits back down as Silco leaves. Vander looks across the table to find his friends staring at him. "What?"
Connol and Felicia share a glance. "Do you want to be here," Connol asks, "or with him?"
Vander shrugs. "I know I've been spending a lot of time with Silco lately–"
"No," Connol interrupts. "It was a genuine question. Where do you want to be?"
"With him."
"Then why are you here?" Felicia asks pointedly and Vander thinks about it. She has a point.
"I will see you tomorrow," he promises, standing up and hurrying out the door. He looks around the courtyard, from the dorms on one side the dark store rooms on the other, but Silco's nowhere to be seen. Silco might be on his way to the riverbank, so Vander heads left, towards the courtyard gates.
As he walks, a movement behind the mess hall catches his attention. It's murky and shadowed back there, and then there's a thin line of light as the door creaks open and Vander spots a familiar outline standing in the dark.
He changes direction but walks quietly, not wanting to interrupt the hushed conversation Silco's having with someone inside. The door opens a little wider, a large cloth sack is pushed at Silco, and then the door closes again, leaving Silco and Vander in the dark.
Vander steps forward, a crunch of gravel under his foot and Silco spins around to face him, bag down at his side and one fist raised, ready to fight. "Silco?"
Silco huffs out a breath, his shoulders relaxing. "What are you doing here?"
"Followed you. Wanted to help, if I could."
"And if you couldn't help?"
"I wanted to spend time with you," Vander says and Silco sneers at him like it's ridiculous. "I'm not the one who suddenly changed our plans."
"There's an inspection tomorrow. The kitchen just got word." Silco lifts up the bag and starts walking along the fence, heading towards the dorms. "Of course, the Piltover inspectors can't be expected to eat stale bread, so the kitchen will be baking everything fresh in the morning. And anything old gets thrown out before the inspectors see it."
From the way Silco carries the bag, it's bulky but not heavy. "Are you stealing stale bread?"
"I'm not stealing it. It would have been thrown out." Silco frowns, eyes narrowing. "Quietly. Because they don't want the miners to know how easily the mine discards the same things they charge us for. But Manix in the kitchen was a foundling, so I keep quiet and he gives it to me instead."
Vander never sees Silco eat in the mornings but surely he would have noticed if Silco had bags of bread stashed away in his secret hideout. It definitely would have been found in the dorms. "What are you going to do with that much bread?"
"You'll see," Silco mutters. He leads them around the outside edge of the compound, avoiding the well-lit centre. They pass by Vander's dorm, and then Felicia's, and then Silco's. They pass another two, and then stop at the very last one, closest to the mines and furthest from the gate and the mess hall. All of the dorms have metal doors with soldered iron bars for locking them. Usually, the gears on the bars are rusted solid from lack of use; the gears on this door are shiny and clean.
Silco raps on the door and it's opened by an unimpressed teenager, arms folded across his chest. He steps forward, blocking the doorway. "What do you want?" he asks Vander and then he sees Silco over Vander's shoulder, and steps away. He gives two sharp whistles, and the noise goes quiet as they step inside.
The bunks in here are smaller. In Vander's dorm, the double row of beds lines up along each wall with space between each bed. Here, the smaller bunk beds are pushed against the wall, the head of each bunk touching the feet of the next. In the middle of the room, there's one large table and an empty space with a threadbare rug. There are kids everywhere. Sitting on their bunks, sitting in groups on the floor, a group of older teens standing by the door. They watch him in a distrustful way that reminds him of Silco.
Vander ducks down to quietly ask, "Are we allowed to be here?"
"No," Silco replies. "That's why we used the back door. No adults allowed."
Silco walks around to the table and places the sack on it. He starts pulling out bread rolls, lining them up on the table and counting them out. He calls out loudly, "Come on, everyone, you know the drill. One each," and the kids start lining up at the table. It's surprisingly orderly. They don't snatch at the food or all rush the table. They just shuffle forward and pick out a bread roll each, weirdly solemn despite the free food.
Vander spots Seksha in the line and smiles at her, but she looks away.
The older kids at the door, the ones that are only a few years younger than him and Silco, are the last ones to join the line. They keep one of them standing by the front door at all times. A lookout, Vander realises. They're guarding the younger teens. The two oldest seem to be a boy with dark blue hair and a girl with dirty blonde hair cropped short. Silco clearly knows them well.
"Vena, Eri, you'll have to divide what's left tomorrow," Silco tells them, handing them the sack. "There are three left. Who didn't come for food?"
"Marci has a sprained ankle," Eri says, pushing hair behind his ear. "Petrov's sleeping off a cold. Evelie…"
"I heard," Silco says. "Show me." 
Vander follows them to the back corner where a girl of fifteen lies in bed, skin clammy and pale, her red hair lying limp against her scalp. Her left arm is bandaged from the elbow to the forearm, and there's no hand below that.
Silco looks at her and the corners of his mouth grow tight. "What did the medic say?"
"It's a fever," Vena says, voice low and angry. "Nothing can be done until she beats it."
"Keep her cool," Vander says, remembering his Ma's advice. "Damp cloths on her forehead, her chest and under her arms. Willow-weed can help. It grows near the riverbed. You need pieces that haven't touched the river. You boil it and feed her the water when it's cool."
Maybe it's inappropriate when there's a girl sweating and pale on the bed, but Vander loves the way Silco looks at him, awed and impressed. Like Vander just did something miraculous by offering some simple advice.
"Do you need us to fetch some?" Vander offers, enjoying Silco's admiration.
"No," Eri says. "We'll get it."
"Tonight," Silco insists. "There's an inspection tomorrow."
Vena snorts. "Yeah, we know. You wouldn't be here otherwise."
"We should go," Silco says to Vander, and then turns to Eri. "If Evelie gets worse, if you need to take her to the river, send word to me. I'll do it."
Vander doesn't ask about it until they're walking away from the dorm, heading to the mine. "Take her to the river? Everyone knows you don't get into the river with so much as a scratch."
"The Pilt is always hungry for blood," Silco recites. It's a simple phrase, something every child in the undercity is taught. "If the river tastes blood, the river kills."
"So why would you offer to take her?"
"Because sometimes it's kinder than letting it take weeks for someone to die. It's certainly easier for the children sleeping close to her."
Vander follows Silco's quick steps, but he's starting to know these twists and turns to Silco's abandoned shed. "Another question. That was free food, so why weren't the kids excited?"
"Because they know it only happens before an inspection," Silco replies. "The Pilties get unnerved by us Foundlings. Haven't you noticed? Every time there's an inspection, everyone working in our mine is over eighteen. The Piltovers don't like seeing the kids that clear the new shafts, so the doors on the foundling dorm are locked up tight."
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vulturevanity · 2 days ago
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Today I offer you: mediocre sketch dump. Tomorrow? Who knows (more EE art)
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Winter Solstice Since Summer Solstice in June, the Night has stolen a few minutes of light every day - until today. Therefore today is the longest night of the year - and the beginning of the long, cold winter. But - just like a miracle - from tomorrow on, the days are getting longer. Leading us through the darkness until summer starts again. This is my favourite festival throughout the whole year. Because even when you hit rock bottom and you think you will never see the light again - there is still hope. And the sureness the light will come back. And the best thing: You don't even have to do anything to get the light back - it just happens! A happy Winter Solstice, y'all - may the light come back into your life <3
At Batuu, the light comes back even three times stronger with it's three suns. Saiwa, Jeb and Jeb went back to the woodlands, where they'd left the stolen borrowed shuttle. Lt. Agnon and Kylo Ren already arrived for the handover.
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Lt. Agnon: "B.D will be here soon and we'll make a short briefing. Then we start the broadcast and tell the folks how we solved this diplomatically and peaceful." Saiwa nodded: "Sure." It's hard for all of them to remain professional to not endanger their mission. How hard must it have been for Albaleyh!
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And finally the shuttle from Belsavis, the prison planet, landed - with B.D on board! Lt. Agnon had kept his promise.
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And Saiwa is glad they'd left Vlad, Ji Ho and Jack at the cantina. They are still a bit dazzled. But Vlad would have made a huge fuzz for sure if he'd been here...
But they sat quietly at their table, trying to process everything. They don't remember much. Vlad had been shocked by the Stormtrooper after throwing a tantrum, Jack had collapsed because he can't stand being locked up and Ji Ho shut down completely, overwhelmed by their feelings that had hit him through the Bond... Ji Ho: "Why are these people staring at us?" Jack: "I don't know!"
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But then the broadcast started. Jack, still a bit out of it, dreamily sighed: "Look how hot Kiyoshi looks..." Vlad was having a hard time looking at the man who had tried to take Ji Ho from them - him - and avoided to look at the screen...
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None of them has an idea how it had happened that all of them and B.D are free now. Cantina Guest: "They are friends of Lenny, the Legendary, you know? He made all this possible! Lenny finally brought peace to Batuu." Cantina Guest 2: "You sure? They look a bit - drably..." Cantina Guest: "Pshhhhh! If Lenny hears you!" Vlad: "Tch."
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Vlad, Ji Ho and Jack left the cantina. Too much commotion for their still dazzled brains. The fresh air will do them good. And Jack was still hungry, so they sat at a food stand. Vlad and Jack are still utterly amazed of how stunning it is here. They don't want to leave Batuu - ever.
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Jack: "I mean, we're drinking Bantha Milk while looking at a TIE Echelon in a Galaxy far far away!"
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And that was when Kylo Ren and Lt. Agnon returned from the broadcast... Master Ren looked longingly over to Jino... Of course he'd seen them.
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Whether Vlad didn't understand how fragile this new peace was - or he just couldn't contain his anger. He never can when it comes to Ji Ho... "Hey, you!" he yelled in Kylo Ren's direction.
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Before Jack could stop him, Vlad ran over, still a bit wonky on his legs, but he has to make a point. Master Ren and Vlad produced their lightsabers. Vlad: "This is for what you did to Jino - and Ji Ho!"
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Master Ren: "You should have left him with me - you have nothing to offer him! He should belong to someone who loves and cherishes him."
Ji Ho: "Vlad is so hot..." Jack: "I know, right?! Damn - even I think he's hot!" Ji Ho: "Eh - did I say that out loud?" Jack: "What do you mean?"
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Vlad: "Ji Ho belongs to no one! He's free to make his own choices!"
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They kept on fighting for a while until Lt. Agnon cleared his throat. Lt. Agnon: "Master, it's time to end this if we don't want to taint our new found peace."
But before they ended this, Vlad took one last strike. Vlad: "And this is for Han!"
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Spoiler: Kylo Ren killed his father Han Solo in 'The Force Awakens'. And neither I nor Jack and Vlad will ever forgive him! (I didn't even watch those movies ^^' They didn't happen ö.ö')
Kylo Ren and Lt. Agnon went back to the First Order Building and Vlad back to Ji Ho. Ji Ho: "I wouldn't mind belonging..." Vlad: "To him?! Fine! If that's what you want!"
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Ji Ho: "I want to belong to you." Vlad: "Oh..." Jack: "Aouwwwww!"
Let's cherish this as long as it lasts and they're still dazzled ^^'
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Vlad, Ji Ho and Jack eventually arrived at the campsite by the shuttle where they are supposed to spend the night. B.D will leave early tomorrow morning to meet his kids, he'd already called them. And as soon as the Boys found a hike to the orbit, where Great A'Tuin is waiting for them, they will leave Batuu too.
'Later on, we'll conspire, As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, The plans that we've made, Walking in a winter wonderland.'
Macy Gray - Winter Wonderland (This is my favourite version of this song)
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Jack and Vlad wanted to know everything about B.D's adventures and they chatted excitedly - when B.D suddenly looked up: "Now these are some weird meteorites!" Jack: "Meteorites? Where?" B.D: "Over there, above the trees!"
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Jack: "The meteorites! They are back! And they're leading us the way!"
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Meanwhile at the First Order Building - at Kylo Ren's apartment. After the fight with Val, the Master felt the need to use Lt. Agnon again. To help him to forget about Jino. The Master even left his mask on! A secret little kink of Lt. Agnon :3 Lt. Agnon: "Master... the shaft of your lightsaber is poking me. You should set it aside." Master Ren: "This isn't my lightsaber..." Lt. Agnon sucked in a breath: "Oh, Master! *Lt. Agnon's hand wandered down beneath the blanket* Is this - all - for me?" Master Ren: "It is, Tarek. You did well today, bringing peace to Batuu - and for me." The Master also never called Lt. Agnon by his first name before - Tarek.
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The Master usually took Lt. Agnon in the closet when he needed to use him to forget about Jino. This was the first time he took him to his bed. Hope is the last to die. The Master has a lot to forget about this Boy and Lt. Agnon has a lot of hope...
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(The meaning of the name Tarek is: Quote: 'Tarek is a masculine name of Arabic origin. A variant of Tariq, this name translates to “night visitor” or “knocker at the door,” referring to visitors travelling at night. In the Qur'an, it also means “bright star,” which leads the way through the darkness.') (Lt. Agnon has no confirmed first name. Tarek is non-canon only for us ^^' I think it matches him, and for this Winter Solstice episode that wouldn't have went so well without his help.)
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Full House
Written for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt: ALONE @steddiemas prompt: PINE wc: 830 rating: G CW: NA AO3 summary: Steve sits in his house and has many informative phone calls.
Steve sat on the couch with a cup of cocoa and watched the snow fall. He sighed wistfully as he wondered when his boyfriend would call. Being alone in the big stuffy house never felt great, but today it was worse. It was Christmas eve eve. Eddie only had one more show tonight then he was on his way back tomorrow, or at least, he planned to be. But with the thick layers of snow, he wasn’t so sure.
He sighed again, heart aching. Resolve kicked him into gear and he picked up the phone to call Robin.
“Dingus, you better not be calling me to pine after your boyfriend.” Robin said without an introduction.
“I’m not pining I’m lonely.” Steve whined. “I just miss him. I wonder what he’s doing right now.” Okay, so maybe he was pining.
“I know you miss him, you told me twenty minutes ago! Look, why don’t I come over? I know you’re waiting for him to call.” Robin offered, for the millionth time today. Steve smiled softly. She may be tired of his love-sickness, but she was never tired of him.
After he reassured her he was fine and they hung up, he was back to the window. This was ridiculous. He needed to snap out of it, they’ve only been a part for three weeks! If he can’t go this long without being sad and pitiful how is he going to go months?
He’s fine. He’ll be fine. He has to be, because if not, he can’t be with Eddie. He’s not going to be that guy who gets mad at Eddie for doing his job, especially when Steve is a huge fan of his job! He thought about this empty house, and tried not think about how similar it would be in LA.
Just then there was a trill as the phone rang. Steve jumped up to get it answering “Harrington residence.” Instead of Eddie’s voice, it was Robin’s.
“I can hear you freaking out from here, and I’m going to give you your gift early.” Robin said. Steve sat confused, they were seeing each other in a few days, why now? “It’s not a physical gift. Just good news.”
“What?” Steve asked, suddenly impatient.
“I got into UCLA.” Steve’s breath caught. He didn’t even know she applied. “For next semester. So, I’m moving to LA with you.” The phone slipped from his hand as joy filled his heart. His best friend was going with him? He wouldn’t have to do this alone!
He quickly picked the phone back up and shouted, “I didn’t even know you applied!” Robin screeched at him for yelling in her ear.
“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to base your acceptance on if I would be there.” She explained. “Plus, I only applied a few weeks ago…” Robin trailed off. Steve smirked. A few weeks ago, Chrissy asked Robin out on a date when they come back from tour.
“Now who’s packing the U-haul?” Steve joked. He could practically feel Robin roll her eyes.
“Whatever lover boy. I didn’t want you to be alone!” They excitedly talked about the school and classes before there was the sound telling Steve there was a call waiting.
“I gotta go, Rob. I think it’s Eddie.” They quickly said their goodbyes and Steve switched the call.
“Hello, Harrington Residence.” Steve said and was blessed by Eddie’s laughter.
“I can’t believe you answer the phone like that every time.” He said. Normally, Steve would react with a laugh, but today he was too excited.
“Robin’s going to UCLA!” He shouted. Eddie knew how close the two were so, Steve hopped he’d understand his excitement.
“She told you already?” He asked, somewhat disappointed. “I wanted to be there when she did.” Wait...what?
“You knew?! What the hell! Why’d she tell you first?” Steve tried not to be offended, but Robin was his best friend.
“She wanted to ask me what apartments were close, that’s all.” Eddie soothed. “She wanted to have everything in place so that you wouldn’t worry about her since it’s so close to move in time.”
“And where is she staying?” Steve asked. He was staying in one of Eddie’s spare rooms. They had different styles, and while they’d likely share a bed every night, they both needed their own space.
“In the pool house.” Eddie said nonchalantly. Steve furrowed his brows.
“Pool house where?” He asked. Eddie chuckled softly.
“My pool house, Stevie. She’ll be right across the yard.” Tears burst to his eyes and ran down his face.
“So?” He asked quietly.
“Wayne has the master, you have the second bedroom, I have the third, and Robin has the pool house.” Eddie explained. Steve didn’t know Wayne was living with them too, though he should have checked. “It’ll be a full house, is that okay?”
“That’s perfect, baby.” Steve whispered. Though Steve is alone in his parents’ house, he doesn’t feel lonely anymore.
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l3viat8an · 7 months ago
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Nsfw!
Just a little thought tonight ♡
Thinkin’ about Diavolo and how he loves fucking you in front of the big gold mirror in his bedroom, one of his hands tangled in your hair and the other holds onto your hip, his nails just barely digging into your skin, keeping you in place while he fucks you from behind.
His eyes almost look like they’re glowing as they lock onto the reflection, both of your bodies covered in a layer of sweat, and he can see all the marks he left on you earlier. Fuck, it feels like he’s getting harder just looking at the reflection of you below him.
Diavolo who grabs your face and makes you watch in the mirror, because he loves the way you squirm and cry for him, for more, for whatever he’ll give you and how your sweet moans seem to echo in the large room, it makes him want to fill you with his cum over and over again….
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z13lovebot · 4 months ago
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you guessed it! fish delivery!
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it's that time of the year again (hlvrai rewatch)
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BANG CHAN ♡ SKZ CODE EP.63
+ bonus: a big gif ♡
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I love Tang’s 5th anniversary fit it’s so cute (Pigsy agrees) 🩷👋
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saint-hymn · 3 months ago
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You're not coming back from shit! Thrashing around in that high-conductivity state of yours, bumping into things and acting like a clown. Who are you kidding?
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loveletter2you · 2 years ago
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2023 maxims:
1. read more
2. it’s fine to accept the bad parts of you without guilt bc being flawed is not morally wrong
3. anti-aging is stupid
4. being a bit cringe is good
5. actions towards others should be motivated more by care for them than concern for how it makes you look
6. communicating needs is so painful but we should do it anyway
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rosie-tyler · 7 months ago
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That's what happened right
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