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silvia7272 · 5 years ago

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ML Salt ~ The Cardigan Story

This is based on a true story.

Honestly, I always remembered this story because it constantly made my Sister and Mum laugh when I told them I outed a liar at school by wearing a cardigan, they were so proud of me because what I did wasn’t mean and I wasn’t even doing it out maliciousness so I thought, hey why not put it in the ML universe?

This isn’t canon to my main series so no Rosina since there isn’t any need for her, sorry sweetie.

And since I doubt Mlle Bustier would never out Lila, I’m changing the teacher to someone who actually has a backbone.

Word Count: 2303

Tags: @queenmj10, @fangirl39, @animegirlweeb, @northernbluetongue, @maribat-is-lifeblood, @raisuke06, @indecisive-mess-named-me, @luleck, @themotherofhogwarts, @more-or-less-human-i-guess, if you wish to be tagged all you have to do is say. Also, if you change your name please tell me, I don’t want to leave you out since you’ve asked to be tagged.

I know you may not wish to be tagged for one-shots, but I thought you might enjoy some salt I was able to come up with.

Also, I wrote this in one day so I’m extremely proud of myself.

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If you told Marinette that Lila’s reign over the school would end over a cardigan, she would tell you you’re as crazy as she was about Adrien.

A lot.

But, she did just that.

She had to thank Adrien really, the ‘advice’ he gave her was what really pushed her.

She wouldn’t outright expose her, no, she had tried that before and look where that got her, near expulsion that’s what. And not one of her friends tried to stick up for her. She always remembered that glare Alix gave her, and since then she had been ignored, turned away by them.

Even after Lila came out with ‘the truth’ she was still seen as an overly jealous girl.

“Lila’s promised she hasn’t lied about anything else she’s said to us, it only acts up around people she doesn’t know as well, maybe next time, instead of being jealous you should give her a chance and stop being a baby. Girl this all could’ve easily been avoided if you weren’t so Adrien crazy”

Really? They actually believed that load of crap?

Whatever, Marinette was done, done with everyone.

If they wanted to show her how wrong she was then she’d let them wait until hell would frost over, because fat chance that would ever happen.

If Marinette was proud of one thing about her then it would have to be her stubbornness to get to the truth.

And she could be extremely patient.

***

It was just an average day at Collège Françoise Dupont. There weren’t any Akuma’s caused by anyone the previous day so Marinette was finally able to have a good night’s rest, something the exhausted teenager really missed.

She felt so re-energised she danced in the kitchen as she made breakfast without a care in the world.

Before she fell over that was.

“…Owww”

“Careful dear, you wouldn’t want to be hurt before school hours, now just sit tight and I’ll get you something to eat,” Her Maman said. Marinette felt grateful. After breakfast, she gave her Parents a kiss before leaving.

She had loving parents that supported her every beck and call.

…Well most of the time, but that didn’t matter, she would never let Lila manipulate them ever, her Parents were off-limits.

By the time she arrived at school she was one of the first ones there, Nathaniel in the back drawing his comics, texting Marc as well, it seemed like he was in his own ‘do not disturb’ bubble. Max was talking to Markov about some new type of game, and Rose and Juleka were just cuddling.

She made her way to the back feeling a positive emotion before exhaling.

Because it was about to be ruined.

Lila walked in with Alya, Nino and Adrien by her side.

She was telling a story about her ‘one of a kind cardigan-

Wait-

“My Grandmother made this cardigan especially for me carving her signature on as well, it’s the only one in existence because shortly after she made this, she ended up being in a terrible accident that left her bedridden.” They pandered to her of course. But for once she wasn’t focusing on the lie but the cardigan.

Oh, Lila’s only gone and done it now.

“I’ve always wanted to wear it, but I didn’t want it to end up ruined by someone” Her gaze casually went up to a lone bluenette, but she really wasn’t bothered.

“Don’t worry girl, I’ll keep a watchful eye on your cardigan for you. Ain't nothing gonna come between me and my besties property” They hugged before sitting down in their spaces.

‘Oh my god, I have a plan’ Marinette had that thought circled around her head until break. It was all she thought of.

Mind you, she wasn’t trying to expose everything she’d done, just that one lie. And that would be enough.

As soon as the bell rang, she was ready, she gathered her stuff and rushed home.

And thank god as well, Lila would not shut up about that cardigan, through Literature, Science and PE, it was constantly my Grandmother made it for me this, it’s the only one of its kind that.

Ugh, she wanted to rip her ears out at some point but had to endure it. No one else was bothered since they all believed her, even the teachers!

Yeah, you don’t really need any proof if it was handmade, some of Marinette’s earlier stuff didn’t have her signature on, but still, it was the principle of the matter!

And she could right that wrong.

In her room she was frantically searching for that item as Tikki dodged different articles of clothing, one hit her as she wasn’t looking, and she was down for the count.

“Marinette what are you looking for?” Marinette paused to look back at Tikki before continuing a bit calmer.

“Lila’s been lying about that cardigan and this time I can prove it.” Her eyes lit up as she lifted a cardigan up from her cupboard.

“One of Maman’s friends gave this to me a few years back, it was one of the reasons I got into fashion because of how soft it is and I wanted to replicate that. Don’t you think it looks familiar?” As Tikki looked over it her eyes widened, she knew Lila was lying anyway but she had no idea Marinette had definitive proof of it.

“That’s the same cardigan Lila has!” Marinette nodded before wearing it.

At least it still fit.

“But Marinette I thought we were gonna take the high ground?”

“Tikki it's tiring having to listen to them being lied too. I may not want them to be my friends anymore, but I just want the lying to stop. If I go and tell them that she’s lying with this as evidence they’ll clearly see she’s lying”

“But outing her like that won’t make it better!” Marinette wished she could respond with ‘are you sure’ but didn’t want to piss the mini-god off.

“Fine, what if I just wear it until someone notices, that way I’m not actively looking to publicly shame her? Better?” Tikki gave a reluctant nod, she knew her chosen wouldn’t let up about the situation, besides this whole thing was really just pettiness, nothing too serious. If no one noticed nothing bad would happen.

“Bye Maman, bye Papa” As she began walking back, she grew a bit nervous with her plan.

What if Lila made a whole other lie about her cardigan? What if she lied that Marinette had stolen it out of jealousy and everyone would try to take hers? She’d have to run away and live with a secret identity, all before getting caught and going to prison, and she’d never have her three kids and her hamster named-

“Ahem Marinette, is thou there?” A hand brought her out of her trance

“Ahhh!” She waved her arms before composing herself and seeing D’Argencourt in front of her.

“Ah, yes Monsieur?” How long had he been standing there? How long had she been rambling in her head?

“As I was saying, these new garments of yours, where did they originate from?” It took her a while before realising he was talking about her cardigan, she was so used to wearing her jacket it felt strange she had changed.

“Ohh this, well it was a present from Maman’s friend. They were on sale a few years back, so I thought I’d wear it again” He furrowed his brow before telling her to carry on with whatever she was doing.

“Well, that was weird. Do you think he liked the jacket?” Tikki ponded as her head ever so slightly popped out the small handbag.

“He’s always been weird Tikki. But whatever, let's just get back to the classroom.” All she had to do was wait.

***

‘How the hell hasn’t anyone noticed yet?’ Marinette was secretly fuming in her mind right now. None of her classmates noticed the change in her outfit.

Not one.

Bustier did however, the bluenette was sure because she’d see her teacher quickly glance from Marinette to Lila but never said a word. Probably thinking of that whole, ‘be the bigger person’ crap.

And not even the excuse of maybe Bustier didn’t know, bs. By the time break happened everyone in the school knew about that damn cardigan so don’t get her started.

‘Oh well, looks like that’s it. My petty revenge came flat… At least Lila didn’t pull a Marinette ruined my belongings stunt’ That would’ve been the last thing she needed.

Knock Knock Knock

The door opened before Bustier could reply, a teacher would reprimand a student for this type of rudeness, but it wasn’t a student.

It was a teacher.

And it was Monsieur D’Argencourt.

‘What the-’ Marinette didn’t remember this part of the plan.

“Excuse me Caline, but I need to interrupt the class for an announcement.” Bustier was about to deny but D’Argencourt the stubborn teacher as he was, walked straight on through ignoring whatever Bustier would’ve said.

“Lila Rossi, may you please step in front of the classroom?” Lila looking completely confused let go off Adrien, much to the relief of the boy, and walked in front of her desk.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng?” He didn’t need to repeat the command.

Yes, command not a request.

“Can I ask you where you got your cardigans from?”

“Armand, I don’t think this is appropriate-” He shot a glare back at the teacher.

“I can assure you this won’t take long if I’m not interrupted”

Lila looked over to Marinette and realised with a sinking feeling what was happening. But she would win this time. Just like all the others.

“My Grandmother made this specifically, you see-”

He held a hand up to silence her.

“Yes, that’s quite alright, and Marinette would you like to repeat what you said before?” As Marinette did just that Lila was seething, he cut her off. How dare that simpleton cut off Lila Rossi!

He would pay.

“Well, it appears one of you is lying, and I expect that person to own up to it now” The class gasped as they all looked expectedly at Marinette, they knew she was petty but to do this was so low.

Lila looked at her smugly, she had tried to play with fire but got burned in the process. How could she even think she’d get away with this?

“I was talking about you, Lila Rossi”

“Eh, what?” The class gasped as they tried to say of course Lila was innocent, Marinette was the one lying. Or that Marinette must’ve tricked him.

He shot a glare towards all the class members as they instantly shut up.

“I don’t remember this being a class discussion, if I want your opinion, I will ask for it. Understood?” They nodded before giving sympathetic glances towards the brunette, D’Argencourt almost had the urge to shout at their incompetence but alas they were kids.

“I can tell you why you are lying Lila, with a photo. But as I’m feeling generous, I will give you one more chance to reveal yourself.” The class was silent as they all looked on in anticipation.

But Lila stood her ground defiantly, as if he actually had proof-

Oh…

Oh no she’s doomed…

“Then I don’t suppose this looks familiar? Hmm?” On his phone was a picture. Lila immediately lowered her head, too ashamed to look him in the eye.

3 guesses of what it is?

No.

No one?

Too easy?

Ok, it was the cardigan.

And at a fairly cheap price. No wonder she had it in brand new condition.

“I first knew you were lying once I saw Marinette wear the exact same one, however, hers was clearly worn out, evidently she has worn it for several amount of years. You had already messed up when you said it was the only one made. So please…” Lila looked up to see D’Argencourt giving one of the most frightening glares of the century.

“Don’t ever lie about anything to my face or anyone ever again, you will be court out and I will be keeping an eye on you. Is that final?” She meekly nodded her head, trying to give a frightened appearance to make him have sympathy but he was immune.

“That will be all. I hope your class has learned a valuable lesson of not taking things at face value” And with that, he left. Leaving Marinette with a different impression of her PE teacher, it seemed he didn’t like liars all that much.

Marinette smiled, her plan worked, and she didn’t even out her herself. Tikki surely can’t be mad at her now.

Bustier tried to get the class to go back to normal but she couldn’t. The class erupted into a screaming fit, asking how Lila could lie about that sort of thing?

It wasn’t until someone unexpected said the next few words she wondered if this was a dream.

“Hey if Lila lied about this what else did she lie about? She even said herself she doesn’t lie to her friends but that was a lie” That made the class tick as they soon realised and soon torn into her about it.

Leaving Lila, a ‘sobbing mess’ on the floor. All before she stopped that fake display and arguing back.

But the one who said that…

Was Adrien.

He was able to slip by the crowd and stand next to Marinette.

No words were said, she knew what he would’ve said even without the noise.

‘I’m sorry’

It was a start, and maybe through time, she could start trusting again.

But for now, she just wanted to enjoy this chaos…

Before there was an Akuma alert.

***

I want more D’Argencourt I want more D’Argencourt I want more D’Argencourt. I probably screwed his speech but oh well this is salt, doesn’t have to be accurate.

Phew, hope you enjoyed it, sorry its shorter than the others but this happened when I was in Year 5 and I was 9/10 years old. Woo 10 years ago, god that makes me feel old. Also, not everything was exactly this way, the teacher did out the person in front of the whole class, but she admitted it and went back to her class, we had two classes for maths. Anyway, I actually have to give Lila credit compared to the liar we had at our school, this person actually knew I had that cardigan and actually complimented me on it like months earlier and still had the audacity to say that. I think that’s the reason why I think if I was in their world I wouldn’t believe Lila because I already had a Lila at my school who would always say they’ve done the exact same thing as we had (They even said they had the same Aunt as me living on the same street, crazy right). Mind you they never said anything to me, I think they were too embarrassed plus, I was a goody little two-shoes there.

Anyway I really hope you enjoy it and if you like real-life stories so much I can always try to ask my friends for more ideas, I did have like some slightly toxic friends there that I may be able to tell you about but I’ll try to think how later.

Cya next time.

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grayfilmsandstuff · 4 years ago

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Meowdy pawdner could I get one fresh madcom matchup? Only platonic tho cause of mad trust issues and being called a “best friend” makes me go 👉👈.

I’m a 19 yr old trans guy who’s 4’11” ft tall and gets mistaken for a 15 yr old all the time. :( In terms of race I’m mixed (Cuban/Jamaican), with hair that's shoulder length and corkscrew. I’m really pale (vitiligo doesn’t help) bc I don’t go outside that often /v/;; I’ve got brown eyes, wear glasses, & have freckles!

I’m very stubborn and my scale of emotion is kinda janked to being annoyed for me looks explosive to others. I’m an artist that likes to use a lot of vibrant colors & I’ve been told I’m so expressive to the point of theatrics.(despite wearing only black because it’s my fav color) I also have autism, some depresso, etc heavier stuff! I like to ramble about funeral facts and whatever media I’m in at the moment. I prefer horror but I’m a sucker for Ghibli movies (Kiki’s delivery serviceee)

aaaand this is already too long but!!! I really like you art!!! the mini madcom series us a personal fav!!! bye!

yeye here you go!! im so sorry youve had to wait this long so im gonna make this really good just for you also thank you so much!! im glad people like my art :}

i match you wiiiiiiith...

Tricky!

- you were probably a shopkeep for some small store in Nevada, and Tricky decided you were someone he wanted to be friends with

- now he visits you every day and you spend a lot of your free time with him!

- you're about a foot shorter than he is so he has this sort of bad habit of just picking you up without warning, sometimes you don't mind but other times you tell him to put you down and he'll do so, he would seriously hate to make you uncomfortable

- he steals your glasses and puts them on like a goof. a lot. he'll always do it to make you laugh because he likes knowing that he can

- plus seeing you happy makes him happy

- Tricky is definitely on that janky emotion scale. he'll be on a crazed killing spree one moment and smiling and telling jokes to you the next, so he always lets you know that he understands you

- he loves watching you draw! sometimes he decides to draw with you and he'll give whatever he makes to you. you find it sweet and you've kept all of it

- every time Tricky notices you're being overly expressive he takes it as a cue to join you and he will turn it into a skit, of sorts

- "ughhhh today has been the worst"

- "do not fear, prince! clown will save you from a bad day! he will not let his best friend be sad!aaaaaaah!" (he runs at you, getting down and sliding on the ground so he ends up at your feet) "here you go :}" (he hands you a drawing he made)

- "...Tricky you are literally the best person ever"

- whenever you're feeling really, really down and you need to tell someone about everything going on, he will listen for as long as you need him to. he's not the best at helping, but he will make sure you know he's there for you. you are clown's best friend, after all

- he'll also listen to ramble about the good things too! if you're talking about things you like he loves to either join in on the conversation or just watch/listen to you, happy to see you passionate about something

ugh im not good at writing for tricky BUT i did the best i could so i hope you like it!! i dont write romantic matchups for tricky just because i personally dont see the clown being in a relationship with anyone, and it makes me slightly uncomfortable, but im happy to write him having best friends!!

#mc but the good kind #my writing #from the minds of others #text post #madcom #madness combat #x reader #x reader matchup #madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #tricky x reader #tricky the clown #mc tricky #madness tricky #madcom tricky #madness combat tricky #4'11 trans guy anon

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hey-hey-chan · 5 years ago

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The Protagonist - Hyunjin

❀ Slice of life

❀ Warning: mentions of death & covid-19

❀ Word count: 8k

❀ When your best friend Ryujin cheats on her boyfriend who you’re also friends with, you’re stuck to pick up the pieces of their relationship. When Ryujin starts pushing you away and Hyunjin starts keeping you close, you wonder who was a better friend to you in the first place and uncover new feelings you never knew you had.

❀ A/N: i know i haven’t written in like a year?? but i suddenly had inspiration to write. Honestly, I felt the inspiration after I didn’t get picked job opportunity I really wanted (and thought I was going to get). I was put on the waitlist, but it still hurt my ego. But, I had some other good news and you can read on my blog about it, but I still wanted to write. I didn’t really have anything in mind, but I just let my words take me where it needed to be. Also, don’t get used to me writing, I won’t be writing often or at all. I’m not that into skz anymore LOL

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Do you ever feel like you’re not the protagonist of your own story?

Yeah, that’s how I feel everyday.

Especially today.

“Ok, on the count of three, we reveal our statuses ... one... two..”

“And three!”

I tore open the letter from my dream college, Seoul University, probably giving myself a paper cut in the process.

“OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, I GOT IN! I got in y/n, holy shit!” I heard my friend’s words over the speaker, but I just couldn’t get the stupid envelope open.

“Fuck this.” I grabbed the scissors nearby and cut the damn thing open, revealing a thin piece of white paper.

I regret to inform you that you have been...

I felt tears well up in my eyes instantly at the words “regret” and “inform”, already knowing where the letter is taking me.

“Y/N?? What does it say?!”

I cleared my throat. “I didn’t get in...”

I cried harder, silently, when I heard her moans of agony. “No fucking way! You’re a WAY better student than I am! There’s something wrong.”

I shook my head. I was a good student, but I wasn’t the best personality. I was only in two clubs: acapella club and bagel club. Not good enough for the best university in our city.

“It’s ok. I have plenty more universities I applied to, I’ll be ok. I’m so, so happy for you though! I swear you’re gonna have so much fun!”

My stomach churned as I said those words. Did I really mean them? I didn’t feel happy in the moment.

“Ugh, I hate this... I really thought we would be roommates!”

I set the pristine piece of paper on my desk; I didn’t even want to look at it anymore.

“Don’t worry about it. This could even be a good thing! We’ll meet new people and just widen our group of friends. It’ll be awesome. Plus, I’m too weird for this clean cut college.” I joked.

That made her laugh. “You’re right, they couldn’t handle your personality. Anyways, I got to go to drama club right now, talk later? And again, I’m really sorry y/n.”

I pursed my lips. “Talk later, and don’t worry about me!” I ended the phone call and let the tears fall freely from my eyes.

I knew this would happen.

How could I compete with a chemistry major with a 4.0 GPA and the president of 2 clubs with a bombass personality? I was nothing compared to her.

I picked up the piece of paper and took one good look at it before crumpling it into a ball and throwing it. The soft thud barely made a sound which was anticlimactic. I was trying to have an angsty teen moment here??

Sometimes I felt like I was just a side character in a movie or a book. I was that girl who watched her best friend experience all these things in life and you just stand by them and cheer them on. They are the ones who have a mental breakdown and somehow end up with the love of their life at the end.

That was my best friend, Ryujin.

She was the one that every guy and girl fell for. Her charisma bounced off walls and even made me dizzy at times. And it wasn’t even like she was the “girly-girl” that we see in movies, no no no, tomboys are much trendier nowadays. She was confident around guys and wasn’t afraid to embarrass herself in front of anyone. I was insanely jealous of her sometimes which I would never admit.

She’s funny and adventurous, pretty and athletic: she is everything I ever wanted to be in a person.

She even had the hottest guy in the school as her boyfriend, Hwang Hyunjin.

I, on the other hand, was the opposite of her. I wasn’t overly awkward and uncomfortable to be around like the protagonists of some books. I wasn’t even cold and hostile like the mysterious girl in fanfiction.

No, I was just completely and utterly average.

I wasn’t “ugly” or whatever that means. You wouldn’t cringe away if you saw me, but the only guys I attract on the streets are the ones who might follow me home. I was friendly to people I met and was the queen of small talk. I was girlier than I wanted to be and try to put on makeup, but end up with botched eyebrows and nonexistent mascara-- that didn’t stop me from trying though.

I cringed at every horror movie, I hate sports, I love astrology, and the only close friends I have are girls.

Well, the only friend I truly have is Ryujin and all her friends became mine.

Any who, I was the girl that if a story was written about her, it’d be about 2 minutes long. I never had any big failures or big achievements. No family issues or tragic past. Nothing. I was a normal girl with a normal life.

And now one who wouldn’t even be going to college with her best friend who she depends on for her social life. Oh yeah, I was a burden too. Now she can’t even be fully happy because of me.

Great, just great.

I felt a buzz near the bottom of my foot. I sighed and kicked it towards me.

‘Ok i wasnt going to ask you this, but i just have to. did you know?’ -hyunjin

I squinted my eyes, re-reading the message to see if I got that correctly. What the heck is he talking about?

‘what are you talking about?’

‘are you being serious?’ -hyunjin

Ok, now this is just weird. I sat up in my bed, suddenly interested in this conversation.

‘im being serious. i have no clue what you’re talking about. care to inform me?’

I sent the text, realizing this is probably the longest conversation Hyunjin and I have had over text. We often hung out in person in groups, since he was Ryujin’s boyfriend and we did have the occasional deep conversation, but talking like this was new territory.

‘im 100% sure ryu would tell her best friend that she cheated’ -hyunjin

Wait. What did he just say?

Suddenly I was standing, pacing around the room.

‘ok, i’ve officially lost whatever ur talking about. what the hell are you saying? ryujin did not’ I typed in confidence, but realized I shouldn’t immediately attack the victim. I erased the message and called him.

He picked up almost instantly.

“What the hell did you just say?” I heard him shift around, probably in his bed.

“I said, I’m sure that Ryujin would tell you if she cheated-”

“Ok, that, stop right there. You’re saying Ryujin cheated on you?” I felt my head spin.

Ryujin can’t be a cheater. That’s impossible. And plus, she would’ve told me if something was wrong in her perfect relationship.

I heard a loud chuckle on his side. “Wow, you really don’t know do you.” I shook my head, but I realized he couldn’t see me.

“Um, I really don’t, so I would really love it if you explained.”

“What’s there to explain? She came to my house two days ago and told me she was cheating on me with Jeongin. Yang fucking Jeongin, who is, yes, a grade younger than us!”

I winced at his volume. Hyunjin was a lot of things, but he definitely wasn’t a liar. Neither was Ryujin which is why I had no idea what was going on.

“You have anything to say?” He asked. But I was in complete shock.

“Well, um... I’m gonna talk to her about this. Bye, Hyunjin.” I hung up the phone and tossed it on the side of my bed despite his muffled talking.

What the fuck is going on?

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“I’m asking you a simple question, did you or did you not cheat on Hyunjin?”

After Ryujin came home from drama club, I was already there waiting at her door. She gave me a weird look since we live a good 20 minute walk away from each other, but yes, this conversation was worth the exercise.

“Excuse me, what did you just say?” She asked with a sassy tone, but I had no time for this bullshit.

“Did you cheat on Hyunjin? God Ryu, just answer the question!” I felt my face turning red and I knew I was losing my temper. I had no idea why I was so upset, but I just was.

I saw her features contort, and I knew I was going to hear the truth.

“Ok, yeah, yeah I did.”

My heart dropped.

We didn’t say anything to each other for a couple of seconds. It was like we were both taunting each other, which she doesn’t have the right to do in this moment.

“Are you serious? Why?” I asked incredulously.

She didn’t say anything yet walked passed me and straight to her door.

“Hey, what the hell?”

“Y/N, I cheated on him, what else is there to say? It’s done, it happened!” I almost flinched at her tone. It was bitter and angry and it was a tone I was used to with her.

“What the fuck? Ryu, why wouldn’t you tell me? And this is breaking Hyunjin’s heart-”

“You know what? I don’t have to tell you everything about my relationship! It has nothing to do with you. It doesn’t even matter, ok? I just don’t wanna talk about it.”

I stood silently, wondering who was this person in front of me.

“Fine, I’ll leave then.”

As I walked back to my house, I couldn’t help but feel like I was stuck in the protagonist’s drama once again.

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It was almost 1am when I got back home. Thankfully, my parents were asleep and thought I was staying the night at Ryujin’s like I told them. I snuck in the house and collapsed on my bed. This was too much emotion for one day.

I peered down at my phone and saw the light illuminate the room.

‘So. is your world shattered like mine?’ -hyunjin

I bit my lip. Was it weird to text my best friend’s ex-boyfriend like this? Technically, we were somewhat of friends too. So I’m not breaking any rules.

‘this is fucked up. im rly sorry man, she really didn’t tell me.’ I brushed my hands through my hair and felt the sweat sticking to it. I had walked back in the spring heat, it was too much.

‘Damn, I didn’t think she would pull something like that and not even tell YOU. that’s cold.’

‘tell me about it. we were just fine earlier today, dont know whats goin on with her.’ I hesitated before typing the next part. ‘also, i know we arent the closest and ik im also ryu’s friend, but im here for you bro. this is a messed up situation’

‘Thanks, that means a lot... most of my friends are making fun of me for getting cheated on... with a JUNIOR. disgusting.’

I snorted. ‘technically, if ryujin didn’t skip a grade, she’d be a junior too.’

‘y/n, pls don’t ruin this moment’

‘fine, fine, disgusting, she cheated on u with a junior. plus ur friends are felix and jisung who are also complete insensitive dickheads sometimes’

‘Thank you.’

I laughed. Hyunjin was always an interesting guy to hang out with. Sure we never texted or talked much, but he was always a joy to have around. He was quiet in school, but he was animated around his friends. And of course, an awesome boyfriend to Ryujin.

Seeing them together made me more aware of my singleness. He would open doors for her, give her his jacket when she was cold, pay for her meals, he even knew how to braid hair, like what the fuck? He was perfect.

And then she cheated on him.

And didn’t even tell me.

I rubbed my forehead. I was always a fixer. I fixed other people’s problems, which made me quite involved in their issues even if I shouldn’t be.

‘but seriously though, im rly sorry this happened to you...’

‘yeah ... a year down the drain. and plus, i got accepted to Seoul University with her today.’ My heart sank, even when I knew it shouldn’t.

Hyunjin was a smart guy, maybe a little too studious for his own good. He had lots of fun in high school, but made sure to go home early to events and not drink if he had a test the next day. He spent hours at the library at times and read in his free time, like me. Ryujin always hated it and thought we were too similar at times. Which is untrue because Hyunjin was way cooler than me.

‘If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t get accepted’

‘That actually did not make me feel better and made me even sadder because what the fuck?? you’re an amazing student!’

That made me smile of course, the valedictorian was complimenting my intellect.

‘aha thanks, i’ll probably end up going to incheon uni which isn’t too far from here so i’ll be ok’

‘That’s good, maybe i should consider going since half the senior class is going to seoul lol’

I scoffed. “hyunjin, don’t give up your dream uni just because ryujin will be there. you probably wont see her as often as u think’

‘If I decided not to go there, it won’t be because of Ryujin. But seriously, I rarely try anything new and i feel like i’m confined to a small group of people. At least at Incheon, I’ll know less people.”

I sighed loudly. Oh Hyunjin, it must suck to get a mental breakdown right before going to college. It happens to the best of us though.

‘well ok, where ever you go, i’ll know you’ll thrive!!’

‘:) thanks y/n. also, ik we dont talk much, but i really do appreciate you.’

Well, that warmed my heart... and my cheeks.

The fact that I was texting my friend’s ex boyfriend snapped me back into reality. And the fact that she cheated on him.

I gulped.

‘aw thanks hyunjin, i appreciate you too. Now get some sleep! it’s almost 2am’

I didn’t get a response back, and I hoped he fell asleep. I changed into my pajamas and did my nightly routine and fell asleep to thoughts of my friend’s ex-boyfriend.

------

I woke up to several buzzes that tickled my side. I grunted and threw the blanket off of me. I found my phone that was flung somewhere and picked it up. I turned off the notifications to stop the constant moving.

“It’s too freaking early for this.” I moaned.

I rubbed my eyes and peered down at the message.

‘hey im sorrrryyy for lashing out yesterday. i just feel guilty about the whole thing and i was afraid to tell you... also i think im in love with jeongin’ -ryujin

My eyes naturally widened at this confession.

Love? Ryujin dated Hyunjin for a whole year! How could she fall in love with Jeongin so easily??

‘excuse me?? what the fuck did you just say cuz i think u just said u LOVE jeongin??’

‘stfu. just hear me out, he’s a great guy and he’s just... normal’ -ryujin

Ok, time to call this bitch.

“Define normal?” I heard her sigh and adjust in her bed. She’s always been an early riser.

“Just, when I was dating Hyunjin, it felt like it had to be this perfect relationship. We were all friends before and it just seemed right that we dated. He was super nice and perfect and not to mention, hot, but it just felt superficial. I don’t know.”

Well this was new. Ryujin never told me much about the problems in their relationship and I thought everything was going well. Well, until now.

“I mean, I get that, you shouldn’t have to date anyone you don’t like. But, you should’ve broken up with him before!”

“You think I don’t know that? I made a mistake, ok? Can you just get off my back about it?”

There’s that temper again.

“Are you serious? You’re the one who texted ME in the morning.”

“I’m just, whatever.” She paused in between her words. “You just wouldn’t understand ‘cause you’ve never been in a relationship! I just can’t describe it, ok?” And on that note, I just hung up the phone. I was in no mood to play these games with her emotional roller coasters.

I bit my lip, knowing she would probably call me more times for hanging up on her, but I wasn’t in the mood. I was caught in between two of my friends, and I knew who was in the right and who was treating me better.

I saw my phone light up a few more times, which made me curious as to what she was sending me.

‘Hey, do you wanna have breakfast with me this morning?’ -hyunjin

I raised a brow. This was not the message I was expecting.

‘only if you’re paying’

‘deal’

-----

Soft r&b played from the speakers as I sipped from my small cup of apple juice, yes, I still drink apple juice.

“So, how are you feeling?” I finally asked the boy.

He was wearing a black tshirt and jeans and his hair was messier than usual. I could tell he wasn’t getting lots of sleep.

“As good as I can be.” He shuffled around in his chair like he had more to say. “Just, it’s still crazy to me. Getting cheated on... it’s a whole new feeling.”

I nodded, but I couldn’t relate to it.

“Yeah...” I trailed off, not really knowing what to say or how to cheer him up.

We locked eyes suddenly and I grew shy. Hyunjin was always hot in my eyes, even though I pretended he wasn’t, for my friend’s sake. And for mine.

“What did she say when you talked to her?”

I laughed. “She totally flipped on me and told me to leave. I have no idea what’s going on with her right now. She’s lashing out for no reason.” I confessed.

“Yeah, she’s acting more temperamental lately. She always had a temper but this time... this time it’s out of control.”

I nodded, understanding what he was talking about. Ryujin was a feisty girl with lots of emotions. I respect her for being in tune with her emotions, but sometimes her actions go too far. Most guys thought it was hot though.

“Anyways, I don’t want to talk about her anymore. What about you? Any relationship problems?”

I forced a small smile. “Nope, all the guys that were ‘into me’ were trying to use me to get to her.”

Hyunjin took a bite out of his sandwich and shook his head. “Stone cold Slytherin.” I laughed at that one.

“Stone cold Slytherin indeed.”

“You know, Ryu has never watched any of the Harry Potter movies?? Which is crazy because I swear the first time we talked to each other it was about what Hogwarts house we would be in.”

I nodded slowly. “Yes, yes I do know that my best friend has never watched the movies. And it pains me everyday.” He rolled his eyes at my teasing tone. “Also, I think that’s because you guys met in Mrs. Park’s English class which I also happened to be in. Remember, we all were friends first?”

I thought back to those days, those simpler times. Hyunjin and Ryujin only dated for a year, but they’d known each other since our first year of high school. We were all somewhat of friends, more like acquaintances. But one day, their friendship just went to the next level.

Hyunjin nodded his head slowly. “Yeah, you’re right. Ryujin isn’t as nerdy as you.” I scoffed, knowing that was not true. I was the dumbest in the friend group.

“Alright, whatever you say.” I was out of witty banter.

We called for the check and walked slowly to his car. For a moment, we just seemed like two friends. Two kids from school who were eating breakfast together.

But we weren’t really. I was his ex-girlfriend’s best friend. And he was the guy my best friend cheated on.

And we were both losing a person who was ignoring us.

“This is me. See you sometime?” His expression was hard to read and I didn’t know if he was saying this just to be kind or if he actually meant it. Either way, I didn’t care.

“Sure. See you.” I waved at him awkwardly and he gave me a small wave back.

-------

A few weeks went by and soon, Ryujin and I were back to normal. I still texted Hyunjin quite often, but Ryujin didn’t know that. It’s not like I was lying to her, but I didn’t feel like she needed to know. It’s not like we were going behind her back and doing anything. He just needed a friend, and so did I.

The whole world was on lockdown and school got shut down early. Everyone was locked in their homes and told to keep a distance from each other in public. My electricity bill was off the charts and I was living off of Netflix for entertainment. Sometimes Ryujin came over, but she was the only one I really saw. She was an only child, so I pitied her.

“Ok, this one or this one?” She held up two outfits that were completely different. One was a dark green shirt that tied in the front and sparkly paired with black jeans that flared slightly at the bottom. The other was a pink blouse with flowers paired with a blue denim skirt.

I looked up from my phone and sat up on the ground.

“That dark green one, it compliments your skin tone and the jeans are cute.” She nodded and tossed the other on her bed.

“Great, Jeongin will love this.”

“Are you sure he understands fashion? He’s like 12.” I felt a pillow hit me face in an instant, but the comment was worth it. The age jokes never got old.

“Shut up! He’s the same age as me, only a grade younger. You know because I skipped a grade.” She bragged. I rolled my eyes and went back to playing on my phone.

“Okay~ Whatever you say. I’m just saying, your boobies hanging out might confuse him-”

She gave me a glare to shut me up from finishing. I shrugged and looked down at my phone.

“Should you even be hanging out with him? We aren’t supposed to hang out with people during this time.”

Ryujin snorted. “It’s my boyfriend, am I supposed to ignore him? I’d rather die.” I rolled my eyes are her insensitive statement. “Plus, aren’t we hanging out right now? You’re not my family.” Ouch, I’d always considered Ryujin family, but I guess she didn’t feel the same.

“That’s different. We’re best friends and I consider you my sister, since you don’t have one.” I spat. She narrowed her eyes at me and I saw the wheels turning in her head to clap back.

“Whatever, these rules are impossible."

I stayed quiet for a little bit, but I had so much to say.

“What? If you have something to say, spit it out.” Wow, was her aggressive tone always this annoying?

I threw up my hands in aggravation. “Fine, I just think you’re moving on too fast from Hyunjin. You just broke up with him-”

“I cheated on him.”

“Ok, you cheated on him. Shouldn’t you wait a little longer to get into a relationship? It’s ... It’s sort of cruel.”

She narrowed her eyes at me but her eyes softened.

“Look, what happened happened already. He knows I have feelings for someone else. I have to live for myself, ok? I’ll see you later.”

She left the room and I knew that was my queue to leave her house.

I picked up my phone and checked my messages before I left. I only had one, how popular of me.

‘what are you doing right now?’ -hyunjin

I furrowed my brows. His timing was impeccable.

‘um... nothing now. why?’

‘can you meet up rn?’

My eyebrows rose in surprise. Mr. Rule Follower wants to break the rules of quarantine? Interesting.

‘... we aren’t supposed to hang out unnecessarily right now.’ I reminded him, just in case he forgot.

I stood from Ryujin’s floor and started to look for my car keys. The perks of being the youngest sibling is that I was given my older brother’s car when he went off to college. Sadly, he’s back, but we share the car.

‘my mom is sick. shes getting tested today’

I froze.

You never expect those words to come out of your friend’s mouth.

‘where r u?’

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I got in my car and booked it. It’s like I was moving faster than I could think.

Hyunjin’s parents were divorced and he lived with his father, so I knew he was safe to be around. But still, he saw his mom during the summers and occasionally throughout the year. They were close.

I drove up to his house and saw him sitting there with his head buried in his arms.

“Shit.”

I parked on the side of the road and ran out as soon as I could. He jolted up when he heard the slam of my car.

“y/n-”

I grabbed him and immediately pulled him into a hug. I wasn’t sure why I did it, but it felt right.

“It’s ok, it’s going to be ok.” I said before I could think. I wasn’t sure she was going to be ok, or if he was going to be ok, but he didn’t need to know that.

I felt him shake as tears he sobbed into my shoulder.

“She’s so old, y/n. I’m so scared. I hope she doesn’t have it. I fucking hope so bad.” I squeezed him tighter. Tears fell slowly from my eyes as I felt his pain.

“I’m sorry. We’ll be ok. It’ll be ok.” I rubbed his back soothingly and sat on the steps with him when he calmed down.

“I’m sorry for being such an emotional mess right now, I hope you weren’t anywhere important when I texted you. Honestly, I called Ryujin first but she didn’t pick up.” He mumbled the last part.

I frowned, but realized why she didn’t pick up.

“You look guilty, why?”

I thought about lying to him, but what was the use?

“I was actually at her house when you texted me... she was getting ready to go on a date with Jeongin.” I admit.

I saw his face contort and he let out a few strangled cries. I pulled him closer to me and felt his head on my shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I told her not to go.”

“Why? We broke up already. She made her choice.”

He took a small glance at him. His face was red and puffy; his sleep schedule was also not getting better. I knew that because we always texted at 1am.

“I know my opinion doesn’t matter, but I think she made the wrong one.”

He turned to face me and we locked eyes.

Usually with other guys, I’m skittish and sometimes awkward. I wanted to get away from them as soon as I could. But with Hyunjin, I felt at peace. I felt comfortable with him, safe even.

The boy gave me a small smile and patted me on the back. He rested his head on my shoulder again.

“Your opinion always matters, and thank you. For everything.”

“It’s not a problem.” I pet his head like I’ve seen in movies. I don’t think I’ve ever comforted a guy besides my brother. And my brother did not like to get his hair pet.

I guess Hyunjin didn’t either when he shot up. I gave him a startled look.

“What-”

“It is a problem. Why do you run to everyone who needs help, y/n?”

I froze in my spot, not knowing what to say.

“Um, I don’t know. I guess I’m just good at helping people. I like comforting people. I like making people happy.” I tried to cheer him up. I did not want him to feel like he was a burden.

Hyunjin moved out of my grasp and faced me.

“Doesn’t it get tiring though? I’ve never seen you get sad about something. And you got rejected from your dream college that we’ve been talking about for years. Still, nothing.”

I laughed and looked away. This conversation was getting too focused on me and I wanted to shift the topic immediately.

“Um, well of course I get sad. It’s just I deal with my emotions better when I’m alone. I don’t mind people seeing me sad I just want alone time when I’m upset.” That was a good answer.

He wasn’t buying it though.

A calming silence washed over us for a short moment. He kicked a small rock to the side and it trickled down the steps.

“Why do I feel like that’s a cop out answer?”

I was about to give him a snarky response, but I saw the pain in his eyes. He wanted to be distracted from his pain and wanted to focus on me.

“Do you ever feel like you’re just a side character of someone else’s story?” I blurt out. Immediately, I felt like I shared too much about myself, but I couldn’t take it back.

His silence made me anxious. So anxious.

I started to shake my leg, a nervous habit I had. Suddenly, he placed a gentle hand on my leg to stop it from shaking.

“Bad habit. Also, I guess I haven’t before. Because we are actually the protagonists of our own story. Even you.” He peered deeply into my eyes to get his point across. I gave him a weak smile because I knew he wanted to cheer me up. But I didn’t need cheering up, I accepted that I wasn’t protagonist material. I accepted it a long time ago.

But he didn’t need to know that.

“You’re right. I’m being silly.”

“Oh c’mon, y/n. You’re not being silly. You’re an amazing person. Total main character material!” I raised my brow but said nothing. He knocked gently on my head. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

So many things were going through my head. Including the fact that if I were main character material, I wouldn’t be sitting here with him right now. I’d be on some date with a cute guy. And then the whole situation would blow up in my face. And I would learn from it. And everyone would forgive me except maybe one or two people, but I would be ok with that because I learned from my mistakes and am a better person.

But that’s not me. I don’t make mistakes. I pick up the pieces of those who make mistakes. I fix them. I heal them. I’m the one who makes the main character realize they’re a shitty person.

“Too many things, Hyunjin. Too many things.” I whispered.

We said nothing for a while until he wrapped his arms around me.

“I hope your mom is ok.” I quietly said as I rested my head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, I hope so too. And I hope you realize your worth one day.”

------

‘she’s not sick!! the tests came back negative!! WOOO! party at my house... ok virutal party lol’ -hyunjin

I cheered alone in my room. The test results came back pretty quickly yet it seemed like forever ago when Hyunjin cried in my arms. And we ended up spending the whole day together after I vented my feelings to him. But that’s besides the point.

‘that’s awesome bro!!!! im so happy !!!!!!’

‘:) Thanks for being the best friend i have right now lol’ -hyunjin

I paused at the words ‘best friend’. I knew he didn’t mean best friend, but it still made me smile.

Honestly, it was pretty cool being friends with Hyunjin and I wished that we were closer friends sooner. I guess I didn’t want to get too close in case him and Ryujin broke up. I didn’t know I’d be comforting him and not her.

‘ofc. u deserve happiness hyunjin’

He didn’t respond for a couple of minutes which concerned me. He would usually tell me if he was busy, but he just left suddenly.

I tried not to think much about it so I set my phone on my table. I kept peering down at my phone every few minutes, but still nothing.

I pulled out a good book and started to read a few pages.

“y/n! I think your friend is here.”

I furrowed my brows and closed my book with a pink bookmark keeping my page.

“Friend? Didn’t know Ryujin was coming over.” I whispered. “Ok dad, I’ll be there!” I threw off blanket and opened the door. I shuffled to the front door and opened it. I ignored my dad’s weird looks as he made his way back to his room.

Once I opened the door, I saw not Ryujin, but Hyunjin.

His face was bright and I couldn’t help but smile back. His happiness was contagious, which is why he was so well-liked.

He finally fixed his hair that was getting long due to the quarantine, but it suit him. He wore gray shorts with a sweater on top.

I was suddenly aware of the gray shorts I had on.

“Hey, we’re matching.” I said lamely. He laughed with his eye smile which was his best look. “What are you doing here?”

“Wow, I’m hurt, no hello Hyunjin, I hear you come bearing good news.”

I laughed. “You texted me said good news.”

“I know, but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out right now...?” I crossed my arms and leaned against the door.

“Hyunjin, we aren’t supposed-”

“I know, I know, but I’m bored! I’m an only child too you know and I only live with my dad who hasn’t gone anywhere. And neither have I unless to see you. I know you follow the rules, so you’ve probably only seen Ryujin besides your immediate family.”

I hesitated, wondering if it was the right thing to do. My heart was saying yes, but my brain wasn’t sure.

“Just go, honey. Just be safe.” My dad’s voice boomed. I looked back and saw him giving a thumbs up.

“Really dad?” He nodded.

“Yes, but sure not to come in contact with any other people.”

I held my pinky up, and I noticed Hyunjin was holding his up too.

“Promise.”

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The roads were so empty.

“You make me! Feel like I’m living a, TEENAGE DREAM!”

Hyunjin and I bumped to Katy Perry bops as we drove through a deserted city.

“Don’t ever look back! Don’t ever look back~”

“My heart stops!! When you look at me!” I sang.

“Just one touch, now baby I believe~” He playfully poked me.

“This! Is! Real! So take a chance and don’t ever look back~” I finished.

He turned down the volume as we reached our destination.

An empty parking lot.

“Aw, how romantic.” I joked.

“Sorry, not much places were open.” He gave me a small smile as he parked the car and rolled down the windows. We didn’t get out in case other people were around.

I unbuckled my seat belt and turned to him. He was already staring at me.

“I’m really, really happy about your mom,” I said finally. He smiled, I had never seen him this happy for almost a month now, ever since Ryujin cheated on him.

“Thank you. Also, thank you for being there when I needed you.”

I thought back to a few days ago when he was sobbing in my arms. I felt my heart shatter for him. I loved his mom too, she was always around when we were at school and was just a ball of light.

“It’s no problem.”

"Right, because you’re ‘a side character’.” He used quotation marks with his fingers to get the point across.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him. “Stop! It’s true though.”

He looked at me again, his eyes saying “explain”.

“Stop giving me that look. It’s completely obvious.”

“Tell me again, how is this obvious? Because, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but all of your thoughts are yours. You see things from YOUR eyes, your point of view, and whatever. Your life is your life; no one else is the main character y/n.”

I hated when he said my name so much. It reminded me too much of myself. I always made sure to use people’s names in sentences to show that I knew their name and to make them feel special. I knew what he was trying to do. I hated that it was working.

“Look, if I was the main character of my own story, then why would my only purpose right now to be helping yours and Ryujin’s?”

He flinched at my words.

“What?”

I sighed, feeling uncomfortable again when the topic was focused on me.

“You know what I mean. For months now, it feels like all I do is to help Ryujin’s character development. And maybe even yours. She’s the one who makes shitty decisions, I’m the one who fixes them for her. She says stupid things, and I’m the one who makes her apologize. She even gets accepted into Seoul University, leaving me behind. I just feel like everyone is accelerating and changing while I’m static! I’m the same as I was in freshman year, sophomore, junior and now senior. I’m the same person!”

Hyunjin stayed silent while I ranted. My chest rose and fell from my heavy breathing and my cheeks were dusted with pink.

“Also, if I wasn’t a side character, would I be here, hanging out with you, to help you get over my best friend cheating on you?”

He had no response for my words. And I knew he wouldn’t because he knew I was right. I was the push to get them back together. I was probably going to get a text or a call sometime by Ryujin while she begs for them to get back together. Or to ask me to fix this whole situation.

I was right.

“You really think I ask you to hang out so much because I want your help to get over Ryujin?”

His accusing tone shocked me, and it made me nervous.

I tried not to focus on the police cars passing by and calmed my nerves.

“Um... yeah, why...”

He wasn’t looking at me initially, like he was focusing on something outside of the car.

“Y/N, I ask you to hang out so much because I like hanging out with you.” He confessed.

At my lack of words, he kept going and ran his fingers through his hair.

“Just... this is hard to say... but I-I feel like I made a mistake dating Ryujin.” He blurted. This definitely got my attention.

“What??”

“Please let me finish.” The desperation in his eyes lulled me to listen.

“We were a good couple at first, but the chemistry wasn’t there. We never clicked. We didn’t talk about the same things and we could never have a deep conversation. Everything we talked about was so surface level or about her problems. She was fun to be with and a great girl while it lasted, but it wasn’t like when we hung out, even when I was still dating Ryu, we got along better.

We could talk about conspiracy theories and weird things in history like it was normal! You were always the first one I talked to when I read a new book or if I learned a cool fact. I could never do that with her and I hate that I just realized it after we broke up. And when I started to hang out with you.

It was always you all long, y/n. It was always you.”

What on earth was going on right now? This isn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to fix this relationship-

“Ok, I see you’re kind of freaking out. And it’s freaking me out, please say something.”

My leg wasn’t even shaking, that’s how numb I was at this conversation.

“I-” my voice trailed off, like I couldn’t get the words out.

“I have a lot to think about. I’m sorry, I can’t... I-” Tears filled my eyes. I didn’t know what was going on. This stuff never happened to me. Am I supposed to give an answer right away? That’s impossible! I need to talk to Ryujin first and maybe my brother and then just ignore the whole situation.

“It’s fine, take as long as you need.”

The drive back was silent, contrary to what it was before. I regret not taking my own car. I regret even hanging out with him in the first place.

As soon as we got to my house, I got out.

“Thanks for the ride.” I mumbled, because I still had manners.

“Hey y/n.”

I paused and turned around, mortified of what he was to say next.

“I meant everything I said when I said it has always been you. I think.. I think if you think about our memories together, you’ll see that.

I just.. I just needed you to know that.”

I nodded slowly, unsure of what to say.

Then he was gone.

-------

My first reaction was to eat my pain away, but I couldn’t even finish my banana.

Ryujin would never forgive me for dating her ex boyfriend right? That’s girl code 101. Even if she did cheat on him. Or does that cancel out if she cheated?

I downed a cup of water in anger.

“Woah, slow down there, you don’t want to drown yourself.” I slammed the cup down and glared at my older brother.

“Chan, please. I’m not in the mood right now.” I tried stomping away from him, but he kept talking. Like always.

“Uh oh, is it because of your boy? I can beat him up if you want.” I felt my cheeks turn red.

“No! Don’t beat him up. And he’s not my boy. He’s Ryujin’s.” I muttered.

“Wooo what? That’s a plot twist! Dad said he was completely smitten with you though. And Dad’s usually never wrong about boys and their feelings. He’s a therapist you know-”

“I know who my father is, thank you very much! And, ugh, God, I can’t even.” I couldn’t even make it to my room before I collapsed on the floor.

In the blink of an eye, Chan was sitting next to me. “Woah there, okay, this is some teenage angst I don’t know how to deal with anymore.”

Anger rushed through my body at his words. And I’m not sure why.

“Shut up! I don’t have teen angst! I don’t have any problems, ok? Just Ryujin cheated on this guy. And now I don’t know what to do!”

Chan was silent for a moment, unusual for a person like him.

“What? What do you mean what do you do?”

“I mean, how do I fix it?”

Chan laughed. “Fix what?”

“Fix their problems, are you not understanding what is going on here?”

Chan stood up, then picked me up. I would usually struggle but he plopped my on the couch, so I was ok with him... for now.

“Y/n, it isn’t your job to fix other people’s problems. How about you focus on your own right now?”

I peered down at my hands, embarrass to tell him what was going on in my life. I felt like such a trader. I helped my friend her whole life and suddenly, I was catching feels for her ex-boyfriend.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I got cut off my a buzz in my pocket. Then I got like 10 more. I pulled my phone out and saw the texts from Ryujin.

‘i think i made a mistake’

‘i dont like jeongin that much anymore’

‘hes not a gentleman like hyunjin!! he doesnt even pull out my chair when i sit or open doors for me. plus jeongin is lowkey childish and he is always pulling pranks on me!’

‘tell me what 2 do?? how do i fix this?!!??!!?’

‘also my parents are fighting again and it’s sooooo irritating !!!!’

‘sos 911 aaahhhh’

“Who is it? What do they say?” Chan asked curiously. I shoved him away from reading my phone.

“They’re from Ryujin. She’s already regretting dating Jeongin. The guy she cheated with Hyunjin on.” I wasn’t sure the sentence made sense, but Chan would understand.

Chan’s eyes widened. “Damn, dick move.” I gritted my teeth.

“And now, she misses Hyunjin. She says Jeongin doesn’t compare to Hyunjin who is nice and a gentleman. And her parents are fighting again. I got to go help.” I stood up to grab my keys, but Chan stopped me.

“Tell me why you were upset earlier.”

His stern voice shook me.

“Y/n, tell me.”

Suddenly, my tears were unable to hide and fell freely onto my cheeks. Chan’s face didn’t soften, but he let go of my arm.

“Tell-”

“Fine! Hyunjin told me he liked me. And that he regretted ever dating Ryujin.”

I fell down on the couch while Chan held me close. He pet my head, like I did to Hyunjin earlier. I guess that was a good comforting tactic.

“And now, Ryujin wants him back. What am I supposed to do?” I whispered.

“Do you like him back?”

I paused.

Did I like him back? I wasn’t sure...

Chan patted my back and stood. “I’m gonna make us some lunch, sit here and think about it. And don’t you dare think about responding to those texts.”

Hwang Hyunjin.

We’ve been in school together since we were kids. We saw each other grow up. We were never close, but we wouldn’t be awkward if we were paired together in a project.

He was always nice to me. He would remember my name contrary to all the boys in our grade. I faded into the background, especially when I became friends with Ryujin in the sixth grade.

We were in acapella together and we were always in the same friend groups, especially when Ryujin and Hyunjin got closer.

Everyone would yell and shout at us if we started talking about a book we just read or conspiracy theory we saw online. Or when we were both contemplating being vegan when we saw a deer get hit by a truck.

He was the one who encouraged me to wear makeup even if Ryujin told me I was shit at it. He was the one who told me I could join acapella even if I was too shy to be on stage, because he was too. He was the one who dressed up as Harry Potter characters with me when no one else wanted to. He was the one I went to when I wanted to talk about the things I loved most.

He was the one... He was the one all along.

“Oh my god. It’s always been Hyunjin. Oh my god.”

Chan set down a crappy sandwich in front of me, but I was on a mission.

“You figure it out?”

“Yes, yes I did! But what do I tell Ryujin?”

Chan scoffed. “What do you tell Ryujin? She’s the one who cheated on him. And she’s always been a crappy friend to you.” I frowned. Ryujin wasn’t the best friend, but she was my best friend...

“If she’s truly your best friend, she’ll forgive you for this. So go, go get your manz.” I cringed at his language. He was not as young as he thought.

Then, I realized something.

I looked at Chan who was just sitting on the couch, cheering me on.

“Oh my god, you’re a side character in my story.”

The made him pause before he took a bit. “Uh, ok? Aren’t we all each other’s side characters? The protag will always be ourselves, dork. Now go!”

I ran out the door and checked my phone. Those can be dealt with later. Or right now. I’m not sure. Maybe at the same time.

I jumped in my car and called Ryujin and put her on speaker.

“Hello? Y/n?? Where have you been, I texted you like 20 minutes ago! I said SOS!”

“Am I your best friend?”

“W-what? Where is this coming from? Yes, of course you are-”

“Then you’ll forgive me for anything right?”

She paused.

“Maybe. I’m not sure, you’ve never really done anything wrong.”

I gulped. You can’t back down now.

“Is everything ok, y/n?”

“I have something to tell you. And you’re going to hate me for it.”

“What?”

There was silence.

“What, y/n, seriously-”

“I have feelings for Hyunjin!” I shouted.

Dead silence. I could hear the few cars driving in my neighborhood and kids laughing outside. The silence was terrifying.

“You what?”

“I have feelings for Hyunjin. Your ex-boyfriend.”

I heard shuffling on the other side.

“Y-you can’t. He’s my ex-boyfriend. That’s breaking girl code, and I am not over him. What the hell, y/n?”

I felt tears fall from my eyes. This is not how I wanted this to go. But this is what I expected.

“I’m sorry. But my whole life, I have been living for you. Ever since I met you. And this time, I have to do things for myself. I’m sorry but I- I want to be selfish and I want to make mistakes that you’re gonna have to decide if you forgive me for.

I want to be the main character of my story right now.”

“Y/n, wait-”

I hung up the phone. I couldn’t let her get in the way of me living for me. Even if it was selfish and bitchy. I need to make mistakes to grow. And I haven’t made many ground breaking mistakes in the past, but this one feels pretty good.

I parked outside of Hyunjin’s house and ran up the steps.

Before I could knock on my door, it opened revealing a disheveled Hyunjin.

“You came.”

I was shocked at his sudden appearance, but nodded.

“I did, um, how did you get to the door so quickly?”

“I was waiting.” A cute blush danced across his face.

How have I not seen him before? For how I truly feel about him?

For a minute, we didn’t know what to say.

“I-”

We laughed.

“You first,” he said.

I cleared my throat.

“Hyunjin, um, I’m not very good at speeches to declare my feelings. Most likely because I’ve suppressed them over the years and haven’t shown them to anybody.

I’m dumb and stupid and now I’m selfish because I don’t care what anyone thinks right now because I realized that I am falling in love with you.”

His eyes grew to the size of his hand at my words.

“What?”

I laughed nervously.

“Um, I was .. I was talking to my brother. And I just realized that every moment in my life that I was insecure or unsure of something, you helped me through it. And when I just wanted to talk about something nerdy like a book or a poem that made me cry, I wanted to talk to you.

It really has been you all along.” I whispered the last sentence, but I knew he heard it.

He took my hands and wrapped them around his waist.

“I’m falling in love with you too. I think I always have been a little, which sounds fucking up since I dated Ryujin. But I think we both knew we weren’t right for each other.”

I nodded, feeling safe in his embrace.

Then, I felt him hold my face and bent down to kiss me. His lips were soft and it felt like he was hesitant. Before I lost the courage, I pulled him closer. I could feel his smile across my lips.

He made my heart flutter like I was reading a cute romance novel.

Except I was in the romance novel now.

And I was the protagonist.

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For You- Matt *Blinded By The Light (SMUT)

Warnings: Smut, Swearing, Ngl there is a bit of cliche cringe in here so beware👀, super fucking long wtf

A/N: Ok, ok. This one is hella long. Thanks to @blueeyedheizer for the inspo, hope you like it love:)

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“I’m telling you Y/N, he speaks to our generation. People like us who want to get out of Luton and see the world!”

“That’s great Javed.” The conversation that was happening while you and Javed walked home from college was less than exciting to you. He seemed super invested however, so you tried your best to let him rave about his new found obsession with Bruce Springsteen, some bloke from America that your dad listens to when fixing the car in the garage. You were more of a Cyndi Lauper and Madonna type.

You felt quite bad for Javed. No one really gave the poor lad the time of day. Not his dad, not the people at the college and most definitely not the community you guys lived in so you were his go to person. You had always been his confidant since you were kids.

Then there was Matt. The third of the trio. He took care of Javed. He was Javed’s protector against bullies in school. He himself was an eccentric personality. Very different from you and Javed. He loved girls, parties and synths. Once school was done, he had no desire to continue through to college. He was out of there.

But he finished the friendship puzzle and you relied on him as much as Javed did and vice versa.

It seemed like hours of him rambling and you tuning him out until you finally reached your neighbourhood. You, Javed and Matt all lived in the same cul de sac. It was where the three of you became best friends, then you were all enrolled into the same primary school down the road not long after. You guys became inseparable after that.

Everything was quite pleasant until you caught a glimpse of Matt. There he was, standing in all of his glory, sucking face with his latest fling, one you had not met yet. The image made your stomach churn and Javed noticed right away.

“Y/N, I really think you should tell him.”

“Tell him what?” Your eyes were glued to the car crash happening in front of you. See, you had developed feelings for Matt back in grade school, keeping it a secret to this day. The only person who knew was Javed.

He sighed and patted your back before walking towards the two love birds. The kissing was finally coming to an end and Matt pried himself off of her to notice the two of you.

“Javed, Y/N you muppets! ” His play thing grabbed onto his arm while he met you two half way.

“Hey Matt, how was Ibiza?” Javed asks reluctantly. Matt chuckles slightly, looking over proudly at his new arm candy. A look you had longed to receive from him one day.

“Met Emma over there, she lives nearby actually. It worked out brilliantly.”

You pretend to look happy.

“That sounds amazing Matt. Um, actually I’m going to have to run. My mum needs me home for dinner soon.”

“Leaving so soon?” Matt asked, soundly legitimately disappointed.

“I’ve been gone for weeks and this is all I get from you?” He pries a little further.

“Well some people actually have lives out of shagging girls and playing bar gigs so yeah I’ve got to go.” You didn’t mean to sound so harsh but seeing this Emma girl had your blood boiling. She seemed lovely and deserved no harsh feelings so you felt it best to walk away from the situation which would probably just get out of hand.

“Y/N what’s all this about?” Matt says, hurt evident in his eyes. You sighed deeply trying to contain yourself.

“Nothing, sorry. I’m just super knackered. I’ll catch up with you guys later okay?” You didn’t wait for a response, hoisting yourself on your bike that you had walked home and rolled over to your front door, not as much as a look back and wave.

You were hoping that the day would come when Matt would bring home a girl and it didn’t bother you. But it was just getting worse. After closing the front door, you leaned against it trying to calm yourself before running up to your room to wallow alone.

---

Later that night you laid awake staring at your ceiling. The events from the afternoon had you in a frenzy. He really shouldn’t be affecting you like this, and yet here you were lying awake at the wee hours of the morning. It also didn’t help that there was light streaming into your bedroom window from Matt’s room.

You guys lived right next door to one another and your room windows faced each other, so most nights you would stay up and talk for hours on end from the windows edge.

You stood up, groaning. It was probably the same situation you had faced so many times before. Because Matt was in a band, there were many nights where he would leave his desk lamp on to work on melodies and lyrics. The light would keep you up, which you absolutely hated but you would never say anything.

Music was his life and you weren’t going to be the one to get in the way of that. With all the anger you were feeling though, tonight seemed easier to call him out on his bullshit. You approached your window and stood in front of it. But nothing could prepare you for what you would just witness. Straight ahead, stood Matt and Emma in very little clothing. Him in nothing but boxers and her in a matching set of red lace undies and bra. His hands were roaming her waist and landed on her perfect butt.

You couldn't help but feel self conscious. She had such a bangin body, nothing you thought you could compare too. Without hesitation you shut your blinds, not wanting to subject yourself to that anymore. You shakily laid back in bed and just started sobbing. The image of his lips attached to her neck as he loved every inch of her body made you weep. It had probably been all of the pent up emotions you were feeling. This was your first ever heart break.

---

“Y/N! You need to eat before you head to work.” You tossed the sheets off of your body and huffed. The last thing you needed was a long shift at the mall jewelry store. The required outfit all employees had to wear laid in a heap in the corner of your room which you trudged over to and put on.Once you were ready you headed downstairs where your mom was organizing breakfast and your younger brother devoured his cereal.

“Matt dropped by not that long ago.”

“Oh yeah? What did he want?” You focused on pouring a cup of coffee for yourself while asking.

“Don’t know. Just said he needed to talk to you.” You turned around to look at your mom and sighed.

“I’m actually not really speaking to him at the moment.” Taking a sip of your liquid energy.

“Why? What happened?”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m going to be late so I’ll see ya” You grabbed an apple and gave your mom a kiss on the cheek before running out the door

“Bye love!” You were already gone.

Your trusty bike always stayed locked up at the side of the house so you walked over to go grab it before heading to work.

“Y/N!”

Oh god. Whatever was about to happen, you weren’t in the mood. You turned around to see Matt running down his front yard in nothing but an open button up and pants.

She probably stayed the night, you thought.

You gripped onto your bike harder. Hopefully this won’t take long.

“Y/N, wait I have to talk to you.” He tried to catch his breath.

“What Matt?” Your tone was pointed.

“What’s going on with ya? You were acting all strange yesterday. Did I do something?” He stood there defeated. He had no clue what he had done to piss off the most important girl in his life. His best friend.

You groaned and threw your head back.

“Nothing really. I’m sorry I was being a bitch yesterday but I’ve just been under a lot of stress with school.”

Lies. You were at the top of all your classes.

“So are we good?” He asks, eyes hopeful.

“Always Matt.” You gave a smile. But the hurt was still there. His face lights up and he embraces you into a tight hug.

“Ugh Matt, you need to shower mate. You smell like sweat and regret.”

“Aww, you love it. Don’t pretend my manly musk doesn’t turn you on.” He gives you a wink. He of course was playing around. Why wouldn’t he be? You were his best friend. You couldn’t help but have your breath catch in your throat when he winked at you though.

You pretended to be amused.

“Hah hah Matt, very charming. Anyways I’m off to work so…” The laughs being overly sarcastic.

“Oh actually I wanted to ask you one more thing.” You couldn’t help but feel an excitement bubble in your stomach.

“Yeah?” You ask, eyes sparkling

“I need your help with Javed’s birthday.” Tonight Matt was going to throw a surprise party for Javed.

“Oh.” You were slightly disappointed. You didn’t know what you wanted him to say but it definitely wasn’t that.

“You know how I always want him to come to my parties but it’s impossible to get him there?”

“Yeah?”

“Well his parents trust you more than me by a long shot so I need you to pick him up and tell them your taking him to the library or some stupid shit like that.”

“Javed doesn’t know right?” You ask.

“Yeah, and it has to stay that way okay? Alright thanks love. I appreciate it.”

He comes in for one more hug and a kiss on the head.

“No worries Matt. See you tonight.”

He waves and starts walking back towards his house. Emma is waiting in nothing but one of his shirts (your favourite shirt of his nonetheless) in the doorway, watching the exchange go down.

You sigh and mount your bike, heading to work.

—-

That night you dressed up a tad bit. Of course it would raise suspicion if you showed up to Javed’s front door with what you had on so you snuck into your parents room and grabbed one of your dad’s old trench coats.

You let out a nervous puff of air as you sneaked past the living room where your mom was passed out in front of the tv. East Enders playing loudly on the screen. Your 5 year old brother laid on top of her asleep as well. It was pretty cute but there was no time to waste so you quietly snuck out.

The air was slightly nippy from the April weather. But you knew Javed’s house was just across the road so you didn’t mind.

You knocked on the door, hoping Javed would answer so it would be a quick exchange before getting him out of the house but alas, his father answered.

Shit, new plan.

“Hi Mr Khan. Is Javed around?”

“Why?” Uhhhhhh.

“We planned on going to the library to study.”

“Where are your books?” Fuck.

“I just got off work so I still need to drop by my house first.” Nice save Y/N.

He looked at you suspiciously then called out for Javed.

“Javed, your pretty friend is here.” You couldn’t help but giggle but it was cut short when Javed came down the stairs.

“Dad I told you this morning. Y/N and I are going to the library to study.” He had no clue what he was in for.

“Right well you two be good and get your work done.” He wagged a fatherly finger at you both and you nodded. As much as Javed and his dad has their problems, you could tell he wanted what was best for his son. Javed waved goodbye as the door shut behind him. Three heavy textbooks in his arms

“Where are your books Y/N? And what’s with the coat?”

“Oh Javed. You're so smart and yet so naive. Drop the books.” He gives you a confused look and you smirk, putting a sleeping mask over his eyes.

“What are you doing?” He seemed a little panicked as you grabbed the books from him and placed them behind the bush beside the stairs.

“Just relax.” You chuckle leading him away from the house.

He kept his hands out in front of him, trying to get used to the fact that he couldn’t see. It didn’t take long to approach Matt’s. You knew a bunch of people were already inside hiding, trying to stay quiet but failing miserably, probably already pissed drunk. You opened the door and Javed called out towards you. “Y/N? Where are we? Can I take this thing off?” You gently removed it from his eyes, darkness still filling the room. You quickly turned the light switch on and everyone came jumping out from different objects and doorways.

“Surprise!” Everyone yelled.

Javed jumped back a little in your arms. The celebration didn’t last long though because after they did what they were instructed to do, they all went back to playing loud music and talking. Most of the people here didn’t even know Javed, but they did know free booze.

“Happy Birthday mate!” Matt approached, slightly tipsy with a drink in his hand.

“Matt, what is all this?” Javed seemed a little upset.

“It’s your surprise party. I thought you would like it.”

“Is it hot in here?” Javed interrupts.

It seemed as though everything was too overwhelming for him. The smell of weed and beer was heavy and his mind was getting clouded. This was definitely not his scene.

“Shit. Hey, Javed, why don’t we go upstairs for a bit yeah?” You grabbed his arm knowing how to calm him down. Matt looked at you with a sorry look in his eyes.

“It’s okay Matt. Just give us a minute.” You said before pushing Javed upstairs. Matt quickly grabbed your wrist, his eyes looking deep into yours. They were soft and sincere. He felt awful.

“You going to be okay?” You smile and nod. Out of nowhere Emma shows up, super drunk. She wraps herself around Matt.

“Hey babe? Want to go somewhere a bit more private?” She giggled and nibbled at his ear. He gave you one last look.

You nodded telling him to go have fun. She giggles again and grabs his face, going straight in for a make out. Matt now seemed a tad bit preoccupied. You turned around trying to block it out, while also trying to get Javed into a quieter space. You open a couple doors, either people making out in them or drunkenly crying about their ex. You huffed and finally opened the door to Matt’s dad's office. Empty since it was off limits but for you and Javed there was an exception.

Javed let out a big sigh and you rested your head against the wall as you both sat on the carpeted floor.

“You know Matt did all of this for you. He may have missed the mark but it’s his way of showing that he cares.”

Javed looks over and nods.

“No I know, I just get worried about what would happen if I ever got caught up in that type of crowd. What my parents would think.”

“I understand.” You reply. It’s silent for a moment.

“Oh wait. I totally forgot. Happy Birthday mate.” You pull out a couple wrapped gifts from the pocket of the trench coat you had just taken off, handing them off to Javed.

He gives you a wide smile and rips open the wrapping paper to reveal a couple of Bruce Springsteen cassettes.

Writing on the front of one of the cassette said,

To J,

The biggest boss I know

Love, Y/N

He chuckles lightly before awkwardly crawling towards you and giving you a hug.

“I love it Y/N, thank you.” You smile and ruffle his hair.

“No problem at all. I’m always here for you, J you know that.”

“I know. Same here.” He smiles.

Silence filled the room, nothing but Matt’s weird music causing the walls to shake.

“So is tonight the night you are going to tell him?”

You groan and bring your knees into your chest, resting your head between them.

Not this again.

“Javed!” You whine. You really didn’t want to have this conversation right now. It was his party for christ sakes.

You should be celebrating, not venting. And besides, it would be highly inappropriate since he has a girlfriend.

“I know you hate it when I pry but I’m going to be honest with you.” You look up at Javed waiting for him to continue.

“It’s kind of annoying watching you pine over him from afar. I’ve been subjected to it for years. It’s my birthday I think you owe me one.”

You scoff.

“You’re something else you know that?”

He shrugs and smirks.

“You have been head over heels since year 7. Don’t you think you deserve that closure?” You sigh and close your eyes, leaning your head against the wall again.

“I ju-, We are such different people. Yes I may be madly in love with him but… I don’t know. His type is for sure not me. I’ll just have to get used to the fact that he will never feel the same way that I do.”

Tears threaten to spill and Javed is quick to come over and comfort you.

“It’s okay. You never know unless you try.”

“But what if it ruins our friendship. He means too much to me to jeopardize that.”

“I don’t know what to say to you Y/N.”

You sigh and wipe your tears suddenly feeling parched.

“I’ll be right back, just going to go grab a drink. You want anything?”

“I’m good.” His voice laced with sympathy.

You nod and get up, a little wobbly but you find your footing. You turn the nob and open the door only to walk right into someone.

Your eyes meet their chest but you already know who it is. Your eyes slowly look up to meet Matt’s.

He looks as though he has just seen a ghost. You're frozen in place, wondering if it’s worth fleeing or retreating back into the dark office space.

“I was coming to check on you guys. Is it true that you have feelings for me?” He asks suddenly, his face still in shock.

“Are you in love with me?” You bow your head in shame, not wanting to make eye contact with him.

“It’s okay Matt just forget it.” You slip past him and start walking away. You wanted to get the hell out of there but you couldn’t leave Javed alone so instead you keep your word and go find the drinks.

Matt follows you down the stairs and over to the kitchen where you were pretending to be busy finding a drink, your mind actually racing after what had just happened.

“Y/N.” He says beside you. You ignore him. He lightly grabs your face so you have no choice but to look into his blue eyes.

“Talk to me.” You push his hand away.

“There’s nothing to talk about Matt.”

He sighs and grabs your hand, pulling you away from the alcohol and into a quiet corner.

“We can’t just pretend I didn’t hear what you said up there. Y/N, do you have feelings for me? Be honest.”

“I might have some feelings for you.” He sighs and rubs his eyes in aggravation.

“I can’t believe you're making me do this.” You frown in confusion.

“Make you do what?” He doesn’t respond but instead walks away from you. Your heart shatters a bit, knowing deep down he wasn’t going to reciprocate and that you would ruin the friendship.

You can’t help but follow him and try to patch up whatever damage you had just caused. But you are stopped in your tracks. You see Emma and Matt talking. She looks upset and suddenly she slaps him across the face, leaving the party in a state. You flinched at the sound but run over to him.

“Matt what did you just do.”

“Was it not obvious?” He looked a little aggravated.

“What are you talking about.” Now you were getting annoyed. He wasn’t being clear with you. The same way you hadn’t been clear with him since year 7.

Once again he grabs your hand and pulls you upstairs. You thought that you guys would go back to the office but he enters the door beside it. His bedroom.

“Matt you're freaking me ou-“ He pushes you against his bedroom door and presses his lips against yours. Your eyes open wide and before it can go any further you push him off of you.

“Bloody hell Matt. You have a girlfriend!” You yell at him as he breathes heavily.

“What do you think I was doing down there? I was breaking up with her… for you.” You laugh in astonishment.

“You broke up with your girlfriend because I said I had feelings for you? Have you gone mad?”

“You don’t understand Y/N. I’ve been in love with you since we first met. I always thought you were beautiful, smart, funny, fun…. Look I may not have realized it then because I was 6 but still, once I understood what love meant I knew I had always loved you. Every girl I have been with has been a distraction to get over you. Now that I know you feel the same way, I’m all yours.”

You looked at him like he was a crazy person.

“You’re fucking insane.” You scoff.

“Insane about you.” You laugh again.

“Oh wow, you find that one on a bubblegum wrapper?” That line was probably the most cringey thing you have ever heard.

He smiles widely. He had always loved to see you laugh. It brightened his day.

“Y/N I’m serious.” He slowly walks back towards you and lightly pushes you back against his door. His left hand leaning against it beside your head.

Your breathing becomes very prominent as he leans down to leave a kiss on your neck.

“Tell me you love me.” He mumbles into your skin. You can’t help but release a small moan.

“Tell me you love me Y/N.” He sounded a bit desperate and honestly you were just as desperate as he was.

“I love you.” You respond in a breathy tone. He groans in pleasure and the kisses along your neck become deeper and they begin moving to different parts of your face. Soon your lips catch his and he holds your face in his hands while he slips his tongue down your throat.

“I’m so sorry it took this long.”

“Me too.” You gasp as he places his hand over your heat.

“Do you want to do this?” He let’s go and stops everything, looking into your eyes.

“Because I am okay with waiting.” He says, his face all blissed out.

You’ve been pent up for too long for this not to happen so you grab his hand and put it back where it was originally.

“I want you to fuck me Matthew.” His dick twitched in his pants when you said that. You had only ever said his full first name when you were really pissed at him. Now it had a whole new meaning. He liked it.

“Oh baby.” He smirks hoisting you up and swiping all of his lyrics off his desk and placing you down on top of it. You couldn’t help but laugh at the cheesiness as you held onto his neck. It felt like a stupid rom-com. But you didn’t care because you were with him. You kick your white heeled boots off, hating how they squeezed your feet anyways.

He began attacking your neck while between your legs, leaning you back slightly. You shifted your head to give him better access. You couldn’t help but stare out his window, looking into your room.

You were now one of his girls. So many times had there been glances into his bedroom, a new girl wrapped around him.

Jealousy always took over you. But now knowing he only did it because he couldn’t have you turned you on. You smirk slightly as he begins to remove your jean jacket.

“Maybe we should move this over to the bed.” You whisper in his ear. He nods and leaves you, the cold in the room making you shiver. He goes and jumps on his bed, excited like a little kid on Christmas. Trying to spice things up, you walk over to his record player and begin looking through his music library.

“Y/N!” He whines. He’s already taking down his pants and boxers, getting ready for you. You purposely take your time and evilly smirk at him while he begins to pleasure himself, waiting.

“I’m just finding some music.” You simply state trying not to drool over him stroking himself. You finally find a Led Zeppelin record that probably belonged to his dad and place it on the record player.

He groans and throws his head back on the pillow as he speeds up his movements. You crawl over to him, the music playing softly, his other music downstairs overpowering it.

He is quick to grab and pin you down onto his bed. Your arms held in place above your head

“You are so beautiful.” You smile and lift your head slightly to give him a kiss. He shifts a bit down your body and gives you a look, asking for permission. You nod so he starts to gently pull down the straps of your dress, then pulling the top down exposing your bra. It wasn’t as nice as Emma’s but it was uniquely you. A light purple with butterflies. He smiled down at you.

“So beautiful.” He starts to trickle kisses down your neck, then the exposed part of your breasts.

“Just take the bloody thing off Matt.”

“My pleasure.” He smirks. You arch your back slightly so he can work the clasp. It comes off after a couple of attempts and he throws the material to the side. You lay there complety bare from the waist up.

He bites his lip before dipping his head down and taking a nipple into his mouth. You close your eyes in pleasure, tingles moving down your back as you grip his hair.

“Feels so good.” You sputter out as he continues to suck on your chest. Some hickeys included. His tongue swirls around your nipple making you even more sensitive, a build up occurring in your lower stomach.

He lifts his head up and kisses you before pushing himself further down your body, gripping the sides of your dress and pulling it off of you completely, chucking it beside your bra.

His hands graze over your Saturday undies and he’s about to pull them down. You stop him however, bringing him back up so he’s face to face with you.

“Matt. Do you mean everything you are saying? I don’t want to be another number to your body count. This is real to me.” He smiled softly and lays beside you, giving you a peck on the lips.

“I’m serious about this Y/N.” You sigh and look up at the ceiling, in nothing but your underwear. All the times you had laid on his bed while doing homework over the years, you never thought you would end up like this. You weren’t complaining though.

“Let me take over for a bit yeah?” You say looking over at Matt. He smirks and kisses you once more before you jump up and straddle his waist, helping him take off his blue button up, leaving him stark naked other than his bracelets which you always secretly loved.

You lean down and plant kisses on his lips. Then you moved down to his neck, sucking bright purple hickies into his skin. You had a pattern going. Your lips continued down further his body. His chest, stomach that you always have adored when you guys went swimming throughout your school years. You made your way down to his pubic bone ready to take his dick into your mouth.

“Please love, stop teasing and put it in your mouth.” He almost looked like he was in pain. The back of his hand laid on his forehead while he winced, eyes tightly shut and lips pressed into a thin line.

“My pleasure.” You say softly, lightly gripping his throbbing member into your hand.

You slowly began stroking it. A tight enough grip where every once in a while you grazed your thumb over the tip, his thighs clenching every time you did so. You kept a mental note of that.

“Holy fuck! ” He cried out.

You kept going for a bit, pre cum leaking from the head.

Taking this as a signal you wrapped your lips around the tip and licked a couple swirls clockwise.

Matt wasn’t having it though because his hand shot up and gripped your hair, lightly pushing you deeper down his shaft. Surprised you choked a bit, which he caught right away and lifted you up.

“You okay?” He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. You smiled and nodded.

“I’m fine, just surprised is all.” He sighs in relief, and lays back down, an arm going under his head.

“Sorry I shouldn’t have forced you.”

“I don’t feel forced love” you reply, adoring the sound of calling him love.

Instead of going back to sucking him off you decide to just go for it.

“Um Matt. You have a condom on you?” He shoots up and leans over to his bedside table, you still in his lap.

“I can’t believe we are doing this.” He says all giddy. You snort and wait for him to get the piece of rubber on his member.

It takes him a second but once he does it he flips you over so you are under him. He helps your shimmy out of your underwear then he brings you into a kiss while he uses his other hand to line himself up with your centre. Once he finds it he slowly enters, a guttural moan leaves his lips. Once he is fully inside you, he leans his forehead against yours, breathing heavily through his nose. A tear slips out from your eye from how tight you are and he notices, wiping it away.

“I’ll move in a second. There is no rush.” You nod, silently thanking him for waiting. Once your body is accustomed to his length you give him a tap and he slowly starts coming out. He then enters again, a steady speed developing. You whimper and let out heavy breaths as he slowly pounds into you.

“Go faster. For fuck sake Matt, go faster.” He speeds up leaving your eyes to roll in the back of your head. It felt so right having him inside of you. You were in pure bliss.

Sweat starts forming on his forehead and his tongue sticks out slightly as he pounds into you relentlessly. You weren’t totally there yet so you let him circle your clit with his index and middle finger helping you build up faster. Once you got there you cried out,

“I’m gonna fucking cum Matt!”

“Look down love.”

You followed his orders and watched as his length moved in and out from your dripping core. That was enough to finish you so you nodded.

“Yup I’m there, I’m there. Cum with me baby.” You try to coherently say. He starts to twitch inside of you and you both let out loud moans of release.

He cums into the condom and crashes onto your chest, still inside of you.

The record had stopped but music from downstairs and yelling could still be heard from all corners of the house.

Inside the room was all pants and heavy breathing,

“That. Was. Fucking. Amazing.” He breathed out while you rubbed his back and played with his hair.

I love you Y/N.” He mumbled into your breasts. You laugh slightly at his childishness.

“I love you too bub.”

“We should have done that so much sooner.” He lifts his head up from your bare chest to say.

“What does this mean for us?” you ask, a slight worry in your voice.

“I want nothing more than to be with you Y/N. I would do anything for you.”

You smile, pushing his head back into your chest. He starts to lull off, listening to your heartbeat and breathing.

“Oh my god Javed!” You were brought out of your dreamland, remembering your best friend you left in that room about half an hour ago.

Matt’s eyes went wide and you both shot up from the bed and began to get dressed. Hopefully he was okay and wasn’t in a corner crying.

Once you were both somewhat collected, other then Matt’s badly done buttoning job of his shirt and both or your disheveled hair, you ran out.

You open the office door beside Matt’s room. He wasn’t in there.

“Shit.” You mutter, running downstairs. Matt close behind you. The party on the main floor stayed alive and well, even with the host's absence.

You look around and notice a group laughing in the living room. You walk in to see Javed, holding a blunt telling a funny story to a group of very interested people. He was the life of the party.

“Matt come here, you won’t believe this!” You call out to your now boyfriend.

He joins you and looks at Javed all surprised.

“J?” He asks. Javed stops his fascinating story and walks over to the two of you.

“Hey guys. I’m sorry for earlier. I’m having a great time. Really thank you for the party Matt.”

“No problem J.” Matt looked dumbfound.

“I’m sorry I left you in the office J, I got caught up.” You try to explain yourself. Javed smirks at the likes of the two of you.

“No worries and by the way thank you for the birthday present. “ You look at him confused.

“Now I don’t have to listen to you whine about Matt anymore. Same with you mate.” Your eyes went wide.

“Wait what? You knew all along Matt liked me back and never said anything.” He shrugs

“It was never my place. Anyways, next time just remember that the walls are thin in this place.” He winks before walking off, starting to talk to some girl from college.

You and Matt stand there dumbfounded.

#dean charles chapman #dean-charles chapman #dean charles chaoman imagines #matt blinded by the light #blinded by the light #fanfiction #fanfic

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magicofthepen · 4 years ago

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Gallifrey Relisten: Spirit

This reaction post is almost 4,000 words long, which, given the episode in question.....is very on brand for me. So here have a whole lot of ramblings, in which I go back and forth between “I love this so much” and “hmm yes I do think Spirit is overhyped by virtue of being The Romana/Leela Episode,” and back and forth between “I will be objective and not get overtly shippy about this” and “I’m definitely getting overtly shippy about this.”

(Includes discussion of The Apocalypse Element, the rest of Series 2, Intervention Earth and Enemy Lines, also a bit about Time War 3, but only in the last section.)

Things that are absolutely not overrated and deserve every bit of the hype:

1. The premise

Like, hold on. Hold on. Here we have an entire episode resting on the premise of “Romana wants Leela to stay on Gallifrey so badly that in spite of being y’know, the President of a planet, and specifically a planet currently undergoing major social changes and dealing with evil eldritch beings, the #1 most important thing for her to do with her time is take Leela on a private vacation off world to convince Leela why she should stay on Gallifrey.” (Hint: it’s. it’s for Romana.)

She also then proceeds to be very bad at using her words when it comes to this premise because Romana is all into grand gesture and very little into actually talking about her feelings. Of course. But in an episode that rests on the idea of Romana as the Rational, Logic-Driven One, and Leela as the Instinctive, Emotion-Driven One, it is very good that the premise of the episode is entirely driven by Romana’s emotions. (Wait. Am I going to talk myself out of the idea that Spirit creates these overly simplistic contrasts between Romana and Leela by arguing that it also muddies them at the same time? .....I still think the “overly simplistic” thing is true to an extent. But stay tuned.)

2. The core emotional story

I’m deeply into Gallifrey for the relationships between the main characters, so Spirit is vastly appealing on that front.

The central question of Spirit is: can Leela trust Romana? Leela’s been deeply betrayed by her husband, she feels lost and adrift and she’s doubting her own ability to judge people. (“He stood before me as Torvald, and I did not know him. I had thought myself to have a keener eye.” / “But is his the only trust I may have given in error?”) Leela’s doubting her own instincts specifically, which is why it’s so important that this episode has Romana move from being more dismissive of Leela’s instinctive, emotional approach to the world, to understanding where Leela’s coming from and appreciating her instincts and worldview. Leela needs to trust not just Romana, but also herself.

And it is 1. important to explore this! Shoutout to Gallifrey for not brushing aside the emotional repercussions of Andred’s betrayal on Leela’s close relationships in general and her own image of herself! and 2. intersects in super fascinating ways with Romana’s trust issues.

Romana gets a hard time for the “valuable asset” thing, which. Fair. But I think it is important to acknowledge the premise here — the whole vacation, everything Romana is actually doing screams “I care about you very much on a personal level,” and just because she isn’t saying that doesn’t mean she isn’t showing that. Because she has her own baggage when it comes to friendship and trust, and a lot of that does loop back around to “being imprisoned for twenty years and having no one come to save you really messes you up. on so many levels.”

(Also I have to mention the end of The Apocalypse Element because that last scene with the Doctor and Romana really established how I looked at Romana and her close personal relationships moving forward. Because yeahhhh maybe having the one (1) person who is specifically your Friend (and not your colleague, or advisor, or anything related to The Presidency) go “yeah you can clean up this mess right! cool bye!” after you’ve gone through decades of trauma immediately followed by needing to repel an invasion of your planet....maybe that might make you distrust that anyone in the universe is actually going to care about you as a person anymore, and not see you as The President of Gallifrey first and foremost).

Bottom line: Romana really, really likes Leela (.....we all can decide in what way....), but also has a whole lot of doubt that other people could care about her as a person, doubt that it’s even worth letting herself be that emotionally vulnerable with someone else, because what if they throw her trust and care back in her face? And so this whole episode, there’s this undercurrent of wanting to trust each other and wanting to care about each other simmering under the surface for the both of them, but they’re both having trouble really seeing and believing what each other is feeling and I love it. I love this kind of interesting, complicated relationship struggle so much, and I love how Spirit has a positive ending, where they both manage to convey to each other in one way or another that they really do want to be around each other. ( “I was so alone in the world of dreams when you left. The wildlands were dark and so quiet. I do not wish to be alone.” / “There will be a place for you with me, for always. Whatever face I wear.” ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

(Sure, the later episodes of the season fuck everything up again, but we are Not Talking about Insurgency/Imperiatrix here.)

(We are also Not Talking about Intervention Earth/Enemy Lines....okay I’ll talk a little about IE/EL, but only because when relistening to Spirit there’s this sort of elephant in the room with “There will be a place for you with me, for always. Whatever face I wear.” And that elephant is the writers deciding that when Romana regenerated, she would abandon Leela, which...hmmm. To be fair, I have lots of more complex, specific thoughts about what might have happened emotionally and literally in that thankfully jettisoned timeline, but the bottom line is that I was and still am very *side eyes* at that writing choice.)

3. The chair scene

Oh my god. Oh my god. This scene is actually brilliant and delightful on every relisten, I want it framed please??

I think it’s probably iconic because it’s just so happy, and it is so so wonderful to have a moment like that, with the two of them making up a silly story to Hallan about what happened to the window and laughing about it. And it is good! It’s so good! (A side note: Romana in particular in this episode has that “audibly smiling” tone of voice so so much more than usual, in addition to her overall tone having very clearly shifted away from “presidential” for the majority of the episode and y’all.....it’s so excellent to hear, that is such a rare thing.)

Also specifically, it’s the fact that Leela is like ugh this room is too stuffy :( and Romana immediately is like “I must fix this, I need to make her happy” and does something so ridiculous and impulsive just to please Leela.......again, this episode is pulling a Romana Has Too Many Feelings and is acting on her emotional instincts thing......yes.

“You’re a breath of it yourself in the Capital.” “Oh Romana, nice words will not make me stay.” I’m sorry but Romana’s delivery of this line is so flirtatious? (And Leela going ah no, you can’t flirt your way out of this.)

Things that are......not good:

1. The science vs. spirituality dichotomy (and how it makes the characters look)

The whole evolution vs. creation discussion thing not only feels too simplistic for the characters, but it also feels like it’s deliberately painting Leela in a negative light? To have Leela specifically going I don’t believe in evolution when the audience is going to disagree with her and bounce off of that....yeah. It also feels like the whole exaggerated ~super in tune with nature, doesn’t know or believe things about science~ thing is leaning into the racist indigenous stereotypes her character is too often linked to.

And on top of that, it doesn’t feel in character? Classic Who episodes don’t stick in my brain that well so my memory isn’t super clear on the details, but Leela was banished from her tribe for questioning their beliefs. Plus she learned that her society’s social divisions were based on misinformation and forgotten history (having more information was important, it changed things for her world). And she was the one who wanted to leave and travel, and also has always showed a lot of interest in learning new things. To have Leela so deeply clinging to the beliefs she learned when she was young, without any of that questioning or the nuance of weaving in new things she’s learned with the old......it feels reductive. (There could be so much more nuance here re: how living so long away from the Sevateem and having to defend her background so much on Gallifrey has affected her relationship with the culture and beliefs she grew up in, but Spirit has none of that.)

2. The mindswap’s lack of nuance

There’s a similar issue here with the mindswap, where Leela especially comes off as over-simplified. I don’t know if this was an acting choice or a directing choice, but the over-the-topness of Lalla’s performance during the mindswap really feeds that (the way Romana’s voice sounds so different when she’s “acting like Leela”, while Leela still sounds fundamentally like herself when she’s acting more like Romana — why the difference?). Also, Romana is a lot more helpless and distressed when she has part of Leela in her mind, which again, does not make Leela come off as especially competent (even though she is). There are times when this episode feels like it’s trying harder to put Romana and Leela into these boxes than it is at trying to break down those boxes and yeah, all around I wish there was more nuance.

3. The interrupting of the vacation date, damn it, do you think I care about a “plot”?

Alright, alright this one is not in the same category as the other two. It is absolutely not a valid criticism, it is purely the “I want this audio to cater to me, personally” part of my brain getting disappointed every time I relisten when Wynter crashes the vacation. Specifically, when they’re all alone in the woods together having important personal conversations and Leela’s decided that they’re camping out for the night....maybe I just wanted to hear the overnight camping trip, y’know. Maybe I just wanted them to cuddle beneath the stars. (Also this will come back big time next episode, but I very much back away from horror of Wynter’s mutilation, I am a squeamish person and the Wynter thing is not my favorite plot.)

Misc liveblogging things:

“I’m sorry I had to have you dragged here to my quarters. I have requested an audience with you several times on a matter of security but have received no answer.” — It’s unclear exactly how much time has passed between Lies and Spirit, but not too long(?) and Leela’s been trying to track down Andred a lot during this time (which means that once again, Romana’s specifically taking Leela away from looking for Andred....).

Leela scathingly calling Romana “Madam President” oof. (I think this moment may have been what I was thinking of re: Leela only uses Romana’s title when she’s annoyed or angry, will have to note if/when it happens again.)

“It is your world and not mine. Although I have lived here for many years it has never been my home. And I am unhappy.” I know I’ve said this before, but Leela’s concept of home is very much the people she cares about and hhhhh so many feelings about this throughout the series.

Oof Darkel’s got Romana pegged with the “how far will she go” thing.

Is Narvin......being nice re: Romana having a trying time? Or sarcastic? Or is he just like oh thank god she’s off the planet for a hot sec I can take a breath.

Brax saying it was him that recommended Romana leave and insisting they don’t talk about it — he’s sooo covering for her, but also I want to know how that convo went....how exactly did Romana explain the “I’m going to take Leela on a private vacation off-world for.....personal reasons.....please cover for me slash be my emergency contact” thing?

“So I can only conclude from your recent behavior that you’re experiencing a considerable amount of pain.” — I mean, Leela did explicitly say earlier that she was unhappy. Still, it is a really good moment here — Romana saying I see that you’re hurting and I want to help.

.......and that’s right before “valuable asset” line. You were doing so good, Romana. (She does say friend though! I mean, she says it like it’s an ordeal, but she does immediately course correct to admit that Leela’s her friend.) Also....I’m having some kinda thought here about the “asset” line — how she compliments Leela in terms of her usefulness is icky, but I think Romana often judges her own worth based off of how useful she is to Gallifrey? I think there are several moments throughout the series that point to Romana basing her worth as a person off of her work and how successful she is at protecting her world and making it better, which is just an overall unhealthy mindset to be in (and this says something about the toxicity of Gallifreyan culture possibly but also something about the lingering trauma of Etra Prime and living for decades in a place where her life itself (whether she survived) was directly tied to her usefulness...going to mull this over more, but I think there’s something here).

Hallan is so awful about Leela, and he goes on for a bit about how he should be watching the president at all times — aka there is definitely resentment within the Chancellery Guard towards Leela for taking the role of bodyguard to the president. And this is mixed in with nasty comments about Andred, former member of the Chancellery Guard, for marrying an alien.

“A marriage is about maintaining the power of the chapters, strengthening alliances between houses” — it is interesting how more than once in the audios they talk about marriage as primarily a political thing in Time Lord culture (at least among the elite), with love being an exception and something disapproved of.

The “Leela’s been on Gallifrey for twenty-five years” math......does not work. Between The Invasion of Time and the Gallifrey audios, Romana left Gallifrey, ended up traveling with the Doctor for a while, stayed behind in E-space for a while, returned from E-space to Gallifrey, became President, got captured by the Daleks and held prisoner for twenty years, and according to Square One I believe it’s been “years” since The Apocalypse Element.......and apparently only twenty-five years have passed on Gallifrey? Even if we pretend that no time passed on Gallifrey during Romana’s adventures with the Doctor and in E-space, that timeline is still questionable. Leela has to be on Gallifrey for a lot longer than that.

“I’ve searched for [my purpose] in many places.” — It’s interesting that Romana lists off the places she’s tried to find purpose, but doesn’t say anything at all about Gallifrey — Leela is the one to say that Romana has found her purpose on Gallifrey, Romana never actually says that. (I have...lot of feelings about Romana’s very complicated relationship to Gallifrey.)

Romana mentions Pandora predicting that she would rule over Gallifrey, and predicting that Romana would let that happen — Romana is worried about Pandora in particular, and also there’s the implication that she wants Leela to stay to help her hold onto herself and prevent that future.

Just ahhhh the scene by the fire where Leela decides, after avoiding too much discussion about what she’s feeling, to be emotionally honest: “It frightens me to think that I have spent so much of my life with another in a trust that I believed was true and strong, one that could not sicken, and that I was wrong.”; “You are my friend. I know that, for all we disagree on. And yet, if tomorrow you grew sick, you could throw off your form like an old sheet and be a person I would no longer recognize, not with my eyes nor with my heart.” It’s a good scene!!

The whole “who is the broken man?” mystery is good on first listen I suppose, but I’ve never quite bought that they can’t ID him. Can the Time Lords not do a quick DNA test or something? (To be fair, these are the same people who missed that Andred was impersonating someone else for months, but at least here they actively know that they need to be figuring out who he is.)

The herbal remedy — “The outsiders use it when in pain or distress.” Confirmation that Leela does hang out with the outsiders on Gallifrey.

“I’ve been inside these things I don’t know how many times and I assure you nothing could go wrong.” Post-Etra Prime Romana trying to get some sleep for once tbh (also okay she does have some healthy coping mechanisms apparently).

“It speaks to your innermost wishes and wonders and indulges them while you dream” “There is a wild woman inside me” I’m so sorry but did they really not intend to making the sensory tanks and mindswap sound incredibly erotic because

“It is winter here.” *eyebrow waggle*

I do not like hearing stabbing sounds! (Also apparently this season has a thing for Romana kinda sorta killing people with knives.)

Leela wakes up a bit later than Romana (she stays in the dream space longer), and she says she heard Pandora’s voice — Romana dismisses that, but I do wonder what exactly happened in the dreamspace after Romana woke and what additional things Leela might have heard/seen??

Hallan is so shitty, kick his ass Leela.

I do wonder why the subplot with Melyin and Hallan was included? Was it to introduce Hallan as a character and flesh out the side characters so we know them a bit better when they’re around with the Wynter subplot? (Personally, I don’t enjoy how earlier in the episode they keep cutting away from Romana and Leela’s really important and interesting conversation to those two sides characters, so I’m not sure they needed that storyline?) But there is this sort of interesting moment where Melyin talks about freeing herself from this place where she’s isolated and Leela sympathizes — and yet at the same time is choosing to go back to Gallifrey. There is potentially an interesting parallel here, but I’m not exactly sure what the parallel is supposed to be saying about Leela.

“And what about you? Back to Gallifrey and your husband?” “I am returning to Gallifrey, yes. It is not yet time for me to leave.” Leela expertly dodging mentioning Andred in her response or referring to him as her husband. Actually I kinda want to pay more attention to when she does or doesn’t refer to Andred as her husband. I’m pretty sure she calls him her husband after he dies because that is who she’s grieving, but in this episode she talks about wanting to confront him and hurt him or make peace with him, and in A Blind Eye she was all “my husband is dead” (and I think there are some things in Insurgency about this) —there is a question here about whether or not she still considers herself married to Andred at this point.

How did the knowledge of events get out on Gallifrey? Brax says if people were watching his movements closely it wouldn’t be hard to put things together — but also he probably knows that Romana needs to return for Gallifrey for events to play out, so it seems quite possible that he essentially leaked the info himself (knowing that the events of Pandora are coming....oof).

Leela talks about returning to Gallifrey avenge the broken man — in series 2 and 3, she frequently turns to vengeance as something to give her motivation and purpose when she’s unhappy and grieving, but I forgot it came up as early as Spirit ahhh yikes.

The (shippy) elephant in the room:

(Includes vague mentions of Time War 3.)

As a final thing, I do want to mention that while this episode has a reputation of being really gay (because yep it so so subtextually gay)....I do always remember that it is only subtext. Specifically in a “isn’t it interesting that other ships between main characters get clearly teased as romantic possibility, but when it’s the core relationship of the show that just so happens to be between two characters played by women, they would never explicitly hint that there might be anything romantic going on there” way. (For a long time, I tried to convince myself this didn’t bother me. It does.)

Like don’t get me wrong, I adore their friendship and I am very cool with their relationship being entirely platonic in the audios. However, my feelings are also very context-dependent, and the context is an audio drama series in which the only explicitly queer characters are side/minor characters who die horribly (and also only exist in the very recent releases). There are no canon f/f relationships or canonically queer women in the entire series (no, Leela/Veega doesn’t count, they were pretty explicit on that being not canon), in contrast with plenty of canon m/f relationships. This is also why I say that I’d be 100% unbothered if Gallifrey really was equal-opportunity devoid of romance (I really genuinely enjoy the friendship-centric narrative of this series, it’s so good) or even had significant canonically queer side characters, but when there’s such a pointed ignoring of any queer subtext and a general ‘would never ever make any main character canonically queer’ vibe throughout the whole series (I am looking at you Unity) it’s.....hmmm. It just doesn’t feel good, you know?

To end on a lighter (ish) note, going to talk about shippy things for a sec — so I have many headcanon universes that float around in my brain, but generally speaking when I’m writing Romana/Leela fic or thinking about the possibility of their relationship being romantic at some point, I tend to go for things happening between them later in the audios (ideally post-Enemy Lines), with the early series just being endless unresolved tension. But gosh there is a part of me that’s interested in the disaster universe where they do get romantically involved with each other post-Spirit (because as far as the early series go, it does feel like it has to be post-Spirit, when Leela does make the choice to stay with Romana/for Romana on Gallifrey) because oh god that’s so emotionally messy. (It’s only been six months and change since Leela’s husband first disappeared! We’re only two episodes away from Andred’s death! She’s not in a healthy emotional space to be doing this right now, and neither is Romana, frankly! Especially given what’s going to happen in the next several episodes.....but oof wow there’s certainly a story to explore there).

This was not a lighter note, I’m so sorry. Anyways, friendly reminder that I’m always down to go on and on about Romana/Leela, I have....so many feelings about them. Also if you’ve actually read through this entire post, wow and thank you??

Previous Episode Reaction: Lies

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warlock-enthusiast · 5 years ago

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Waking up slow

The Wayhaven Chronicles

Adam du Mortain x female Detective (in the future)

Detective Kat Kingston faces a murder, Unit Bravo and her mother.

Chapter 2: a second murder makes Kat doubt her abilities as a Detective

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Chapter 1

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I was unaware You were lighting flares Now I'm runing scared How did it come to this?

Kat rested her head against the steering wheel.

Another victim.

Another one, she didn’t protect. Garret Hayes lay dead and cold beneath the harsh lights of Verda’s lab, neck mauled and eyes milky. The sight alone made her stomach turn, though having to deliver the news to his mother took her number one spot of upsetting experiences of this day. Kate had started to cry immediately and she’d got down on her knees to pull her close and comfort her.

Even with the help of Adam’s erie, professional abilities, nothing much had come out of questioning the grieving woman afterward. Kat didn’t blame her, but she couldn’t help but wish for even the smallest trace of their killer.

Garret’s death seemed more personal somehow, closer to home than Janet’s, and Kat hated herself for lacking objectivism.

She tried to breathe and to ignore the memory of Tina’s face when suspicion had become reality. How her warm eyes filled with tears, how she firmly pressed her lips together to suppress a sob.

Kat felt exhaustion grip her whole body.

Where to go with this investigation? A vicious murder ran rampage in her town and left almost no evidence but some blood and saliva and more questions than answers. Motives? Profile? A link between the victims?

Her hands shook, as she fumbled for her keys.

Maybe she wasn’t meant to be a Detective. Maybe all of this had been a pipe dream from the beginning or an attempt to impress her mother. She’d started this career to help and to protect and frankly, Kat currently sucked at both. Good grades and tests held no value, if you couldn’t handle a real situation and failed at solving two murders. Especially, if your body crumbled beneath the first symptoms of stress.

“Detective Kingston?” Adam crouched down to look through her window. “It’s late. You need to go home.”

“Eh.” Kat sat up straight, feeling herself blush with shame. “Yes, of course. I was … I.” She stumbled over her own words and saw his green eyes squint against the streetlights.

“You need someone to take you?” Adam’s face remained passive and unreadable and she heard a note of impatience . Somehow his presence only sparked another bout of self-pity and anger towards her lacking abilities concerning this investigation. Frustration bubbled in her throat, ready to erupt.

Oh look at you, Mister super Agent, always so sure of everything, always so strict, always lacking empathy, always so handsome. Kat bit the inside of her cheeks. “No, of course not. I can handle this.” Adam raised a brow, which clearly stated that he didn’t believe her statement. Not one bit.

“You must focus, Detective Kingston.”

“I know, Agent du Mortain. Good night!” She started her car and drove home.

Home meant her small and messy apartment, with heaps of books stacking up everywhere, and a whole collection of dirty coffee mugs, adorned with clothing and hastily written scribbles. She should really clean up her place (maybe on the weekend), but Kat’s body just longed for a hot shower and sleep.

She indulged it.

Her dreams seemed to be inconsistent and dark and awoke a feeling of dread in her stomach. Kat’s subconscious replayed her failing at her job, pictures of the murder scenes, and threw in some traumatic experiences of her teenage years.

Morning arrived to soon and yet not soon enough.

Kat hit the snooze button and crawled beneath her blankets. Just five minutes of peace, before everything came crashing down around her. Pure bliss. Hidden in her bed, she felt reminded of her childhood and how she’d waited for her mother to come home night after night, wrapped tightly in a blanket, which still smelled of father.

“Ugh.” With five minutes to go, Kat decided on just picking up clothing from the floor and putting her hair in a small bun at the nape of her neck. No makeup today, just bare exhaustion and pure professionalism.

Kat adjusted her driving mirror and caught a glimpse of her pale reflexion. “This is a new day! Be better, be smarter, Kat.”

She needed to solve this and to grant the families and the victims closure.

Douglas seemed to be missing from the frontdesk, probably late or taking a break, and she sighed in relief, because one less person she had to face today.

“Detective Kingston! Good morning, it’s good to see you.” Nate watched her entering the room, but his smile suddenly froze.

The attention of the whole team focussed on her, gazes drifting from her neck to her midsection.

“Eh, your buttons.” Felix, obviously the most helpful agent, pointed at her blouse.

“Oh, shit.” Some buttons had come undone, or probably hadn’t been closed earlier this morning, and offered a view of her sports-bra and too much skin. Kat quickly closed them, making the mistake of meeting Adam’s eyes, who didn’t meet hers, because he stared at said failed buttons.

Her heartbeat sped up and pressed against her rips. The moment stretched and stretched and Adam’s shoulders looked tense.

No no no. Close your stupid buttons!

Neither time nor place to act like this.

You haven’t dated in a while and are probably hormonal and vulnerable.

With her head as red as a ripe tomato, Kat sat down behind her desk. “We have a murder to solve, not witness my wardrobe malfunctions.”

She reached for a pen, just to hold something in her fingers. “But I’m sorry for… that.”

Felix handed her an Agency folder and patted her shoulder. “No offense taken, Detective Kingston.”

With that, the tension seemed to leave the room. Nate got up to offer her a bit more space, while Mason excused himself for a cigarette break (finally not vanishing in a cloud of smoke any more). Douglas had rolled the whiteboard into her office earlier and she clipped Janet’s and Garret’s pictures at the top. “Lets visualize our evidence.”

Kat carefully wrote down the basic informations beneath their pictures. Names, ages, occupations, social groups, families, a blank space for the lab report.

“So, what do we have?” With her hands on her hips, she knew that it wasn’t much. The nagging feeling that somehow Unit Bravo withhold information got stronger with the passings minutes. Nate and Adam exchanged glances too often, Felix tried to charm away her questions, and Mason did was he was told without any sign of interest.

Maybe she’d call Rebbeca later today, if she got a hold of her.

They discussed for a few hours, slowly going over the evidence again, moving in circles until early afternoon. Kat dialed up Verda three times, but the hospital still hadn’t examined the blood samples. Cutting funding to a necessity would do this.

Another wasted day. More lives on the line.

Kat rubbed her temples, as she began to feel a headache build between her eyes. Her phone vibrated on her desk and she gladly excused herself.

“Bobby. Not the best time.” She’d hoped for a call from Tina or Verda, but no, it had to be him, a whole nother cause of headache. Kat brought some distance between her office and herself, but still managed to watch Unit Bravo at work. Everytime, Kat left there seemed to be some kind of argument? To be a mice in that room now.

“Is it ever, angel?”

When Kat didn’t reply, he continued talking. “It’s your last chance to give me a statement.” Kat needed a moment to process his words and shook her head in disbelief. “Are you actually threatening me?” “No, of course not. Just gathering information to form a better picture. The people of Wayhaven deserve that.” “I know, but we follow strict guidelines.”

“You sure?” She heard his smile and her suddenly her body turned cold. Kat rubbed her hand against her hip. “Yes, but we can set up an interview in a week.” “Nah, too late.” Bobby chuckled. “Bye, Kat.” “Bye, Bo..:” But he’d already hung up.

Combat training had always been the hardest discipline for her, but she surely would’ve kicked some punching back this very moment. How did he manage to get under her skin so easily? After all those years, Kat still fumbled for words when talking to him.

“Grow up.” Kat whispered beneath her breath. She held her back a bit straighter and returned to her office.

“I’ll head to Verda now. You guys are better equipped than us. Is there a chance that your forensic experts may take a look at their clothing? Look for traces of DNA, hair?” Mason shook his head. “We’re not CSI.”

“Sadly, I don’t really know what you guys are, because no one ever told me exactly. And for all your expertise, nothing is going forward.” Kat’s cheek reddened again. This time, because anger made her irritable.

“Detective Kingston.” Nate crossed the room to stand at her sight. He smelled clean and fresh and rather unobtrusive. “We’ll take the SUV and look at that warehouse again, if it fits with your plan.” “Of course. Call me, if you find anything.” And Kat left the office and Unit Bravo to their own devices.

She shivered from the cold room and put her jacket tighter around her, while sitting at Verda's side. They examined the blood anomalies again and the traces of saliva, which they'd found on Garret. Nothing new there, but a welcome distraction from being locked in a small office with Unit Bravo and clashing with their personalities. They'd probably thought her a total failure. Overly emotional and not able to get herself dressed in the morning.

In comparison the pathologist was kind and soft and far more bearable.

Verda and she'd quickly become friends, because both of them loved a good book and shared a knack for the science side of police work. Not to mention that he'd made her feel welcome at the station from day one.

"We'll call the hospital tomorrow. All of this takes too long." Standing up, she corrected her reading glasses.

Verda followed suit and switched his pc off. "We'll do that."

"Don't stay up too late, though. We all need our sleep."

"Back to you. I can see your dark circles."

Kat laughed and waved his concern away with a quick eyeroll.

"Bed, here I come."

Her office was blissfully empty as she returned and the sun had already set, so Kat closed her eyes, enjoyed a deep sigh, and collected her things.

She took her phone and opened a chat with Tina.

you free this evening?

- I might be? depends on what you offer

walk, talk, coffee and muffin?

- shit day?

yes.

- mine too. can’t fathom what happened to Garret

- ... - pick me up at 7.

will do.

Something to look forward to then.

#the wayhaven chronicles #wayhaven chronicles #adam du mortain #femdetective #kat kingston #headcanons

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nimbus-cloud · 7 years ago

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Ken-Chan’s Fan Event!!!

I basically died and ascended so I’m writing this from beyond this world.

Have a peek under the Read More if you guys are interested in hearing about this fan event! Unlike the Donut Conferences, I don’t think he’s making a DVD of this one.

OK so ken-chan's event was in this little basement cafe with like... 60 people max. Super close quarters, and I saw him and Hiroki and Justin closer than when we were second row at Takato's event. UGHHHHH HE'S SOOOOOO CUUUUUTE They all were, but obviously Ken-chan in particular. Especially with his current longer hair, he looks especially boyish.

At first he just like quietly appeared out of nowhere from the back and everyone was like wait, what? what?? lololol Then he made his way over to the "stage" area and took the microphone to say hi to us, make sure that we grabbed food from the buffet, etc... He actually started the event with circling around the tables and taking photos with everyone (which I think took everyone by surprise because that's usually done last). So he took photos with everyone and was restricted to 20 seconds at each table to chat lol. The staff kept him on-time otherwise I think he would’ve definitely gone over.

I told him it was my first time at one of his events, which made him happy and then he asked me how I got to know about him, so I said Engeki, and then I told him I came from America to watch it and to come to this event and he was happily surprised. He was gonna ask me another thing but time was up! Not much anyone can say in 20 seconds if you’re trying for an actual conversation lol.

For the guest corner he kept giving us clues and I think we all knew who they'd be but everyone was shy so nobody spoke up to guess who. And then Justin and Hiroki came out and there was cheering and clapping~♡♡♡ (There’s a part of me that is deeply amused to have seen Hiroki twice in three days and both times at some other actor’s event where he was a ‘secret guest’ LOL. For not going to an Ino Hiroki event, I’ve seen him quite a bit lately lol) Instead of going to Ken-chan first, Hiroki decided to be a little shit (like always) and he went for the buffet table instead and Ken-chan was like, “Later! You can eat later!”

Ahhhhhh seeing the three of them together like old times was sooo -clutches heart- And they were really happy about it too. Hiroki and Justin hung out just yesterday with Kage-chan to watch the World Cup, and Ken-chan knew about that but he doesn't know anything about soccer. But he actually decided to watch some yesterday and thought Senegal's coach was really cool, and then he said the Japanese goalkeeper was cool and the other two were just like, “yeah.... no comment.” I also don’t know anything about soccer, but my twitter timeline seems to have mixed feelings about the Japanese goalkeeper and I’m assuming Justin and Hiroki don’t really like him lol. Justin had been a guest at a previous donut conference, and Hiroki has gone to one before, and he asked, “How is this any different from a donut conference?” Since this particular fan event is named differently and stuff lol. But the whole theme of this one is to just “relax” so for example, there’s no Kenko appearance, and based on the DVDs I’ve seen, the donut conferences tend to be a little bit more elaborate in content. More like Takato’s event that I saw probably. But this one was meant to be smaller, more easygoing, more intimate.

If there was ever any doubt that the "Today's Third Years" videos were ken-chan's idea, no more reason to doubt lol. The other two were whining about being tired after Engeki performances but Ken-chan would always come up to them with, "So for today's theme!!" Justin pointed out how much thought Ken-chan put into those themes all the time. Hiroki apparently wasn't overly fond of the one where he was the boy catching bugs and Ken-chan was the cicada and Justin was the mantis. Which cracked me up because that's probably one of my favorites and also Hiroki arguably got the best part since he wasn't a bug lol But Hiroki likes to complain tho lol. And still he admitted that because Ken-chan was always so excited about them he'd get into them too, and Justin agreed to that.

Keeping with the Engeki stories: Apparently one time in the dressing rooms, Justin's personal makeup mirror was missing, but his and only his, and he was confused and wondering, “...are they telling me not to wear makeup??” And Ken-chan said, “You could just go on stage without makeup, you look good enough to not need it.” But Justin replied, "Ok but like, Asahi is Japanese. And I have this foreigner face. And I have to try and make my eyes look smaller." So then Ken-chan asked the crowd, “Who does their make-up in the mornings and tries to make their eyes look smaller?” Obviously nobody raised their hand and Justin answered, “Pretty sure it’s just me. Just me.”

English became a topic at one point and Justin admitted he's stopped taking English lessons because he’s gotten too busy to go. That and, "I also realized I could just practice by talking to my family." And Hiroki was like YOU SHOULD'VE REALIZED THAT FROM THE START! Hiroki also wanted to brush up so he recently bought a textbook for self-study, but he said it was too hard. Lots of unknown vocabulary. Then Ken-chan said he actually remembers the first English word he ever learned, which was "sacrifice" and the others were like WHAT A WEIRD FIRST WORD??? But it's because a friend of his from grade school used it kind of weirdly and after he asked the teacher what it meant, he realized better what his friend was talking about, thought it was profound and then remembered it forever.

Hiroki was like, "I kind of understand how you could be friends. He sounds weird like you." Actually Justin and Hiroki called Ken-chan "weird" a number of times lol, like it's his defining feature or something. That and he texts them in their three-person group chat like a “girlfriend.”

He’ll send them selfies and go, "Here's today's Akisawa Kentarou!" and Hiroki is always like dude, what? Or out of nowhere he’ll tell them, "It's cold out so take care and don't catch a cold ok!" And Justin was like, “It's kind of like having a girlfriend.”

For a little question corner someone wanted Justin and Hiroki to say something they liked about Ken-chan and also one thing they disliked. Justin loves ken-chan's bright and warm personality. He feels like Ken-chan gives him extra energy and strength and that he always gets caught up in Ken-chan’s pace. Hiroki loves that when it comes to Ken-chan he can really feel like he cares for each individual in their own unique way. Like Ken-chan is mindful of different people and holds a different kind of love for everyone. WHICH I THOUGHT WAS KIND OF DEEP I DUNNO I GOT EMOTIONAL. Justin agreed and Ken-chan said how happy he was to hear that.

Another question was, if the three of them could appear together in a play again, what kind of roles would Ken-chan imagine for everyone? And honestly it got kind of weird and convoluted, but he assigned Justin to be a monk, and for Hiroki to be someone completely plain and normal. Because Hiroki’s done a lot of different types of roles as an actor and since his normal personality is kind of out there, he thought it would be a challenge for Hiroki to be as plain and as normal as possible. And Ken-chan himself would be like... the bad guy running an evil organization, but then he found religion and converted... but it was a trick... it got weird. Justin was nodding his head and kind of getting into it, but Hiroki’s face just kept getting more and more confused LOL. And at the end he was just like, “What is this?! This would definitely have a bad ending!” ( 絶対バッドエンド！) Justin just went, “Yeah this just all reminded me of how amazing Ken-chan is. He just comes up with stuff like this.” Hiroki was just giving these super doubtful looks, oh my god, he looked so funny honestly.

When the guest corner wrapped up and Ken-chan said goodbye to them, he tried to kiss Hiroki’s hand as he shook it, and Hiroki was just giving him the funniest stink-eye for the next two whole minutes as he slowly, slowly backed off from the stage area lololol. (Again, HIROKI IT’S NOT LIKE YOU DON’T TRY TO SNEAK SMOOCHES FROM PEOPLE, I JUST SAW YOU TRY TO SMOOCH TAKATO TWO NIGHTS AGO; HE’S SUCH A LITTLE SHIT I LOVE HIM).

After that, Ken-chan treated us to a song, and my heart was soaring because I love his singing, and he picked such a sweet song with sweet lyrics, and UGH. I need to see him live in a musical someday. He was all nervous before he started too, saying that he was bad at singing and everyone in the room just VEHEMENTLY shook their heads like WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT?!?! But the space was small and he wasn’t on an elevated stage at all, so I’m sure the intimacy of the setting made it a little more nerve-wracking singing a solo song in front of 60 people.

Then for his good-bye message he thanked us all for supporting him and for making events like this possible. He even gestured to me where I was sitting and said, “Even coming all the way from America! She’s here from America, everyone!” and the other girls did the “Ehhh???” thing at me and OMG I just kind of bowed meekly. But then another girl in the front raised her hand and said she was from China studying abroad, and Ken-chan was all, “I’m global! Global Kentarou!”

Then for the send-off, he would shake our hands and try to spend at least another 20 seconds talking to each of us as he gave us our individual good-byes. If you ordered his donut conference DVD, there was the option to have him give you your copy at the end of the event, so obviously I did that lol.

He also prepared these little handwritten cards for everyone with small felt roses attached, so I now have a handwritten card from Ken-chan~

When it was my turn, he took my hands and shook them and thanked me for coming all the way from America to see him. He asked me how long the trip takes, and I told him that from Seattle to Narita is about a 10-hr flight, and he was like, “That’s so far!” And then I showed him the donut earrings I wore for his event, and he poked one gently and pointed them out to his friend who was assisting at the event (It was Shouma, who helps him at every event I think) and was just like, “Look at her donut earrings! They’re so cute!” And then he complimented my Japanese, wished me a safe trip home, and held my hands again (how do I ever wash these hands again?) and said, “Have a nice day!!” and I dunno. My heart just like... melted. Also my gift for him this time was a black shirt that has “have a nice day” embroidered on it so it was also a bit... not deja vu, but ANYWAYS. I’m so proud of myself for not tripping up the stairs as I left because oh my god the euphoriaaaaa~

My photo with him is going to be one of my most prized possessions forever probably.

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Oh! Also the three of them made a video after the event (x) but since Ken-chan and Hiroki are “graduated” from being Karasuno third-years, it’s not titled the usual “Today’s Third-Years.” Now it’s “Today’s Adults... or wannabe adults anyway”

#akisawa kentarou #fan event

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issabakugodrangeel · 8 years ago

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Hope Jimin Scenario (BTS)

Member: BTS Jimin x OC

Genre: angst

Summary: Aya is a 19 year old girl living a normal life with her boyfriend Jimin. It doesn’t get normal after she walks to school on a rainy day when she suddenly gets rape

WARNING: CONTAINS ABUSE LANGUAGE AND STUFF LIKE THAT!!!! So don’t read if it affects you even tho my writing sucks but still.. You’ve been warned.

AN/: I got this from watching the movie HOPE! If you haven’t watch it please do its a really good emotional movie it’s on netflix

Aya’s P.O.V

“And so that is that.” Our teacher was rambling on about the class work we were supposed to do. I was blocking her out since I didn’t really care about it.

I was too space out drawing in my notebook.

“AYA!” My teacher slams her stick on my desk snapping me out of my thoughts startling me.

“Y-Yea?” I asked trying to hid my drawing. “I asked you if you could answer to the problem on the board.” She points to the words that were on the black board. “I-I” I stuttered everyone started laughing till the belle rang. “I’ll tell you tomorrow MS. Kim.” I smiled at her packing my things heading to my locker.

“Aya!” She shouts after me but I just ignore her.

I open my locker to grab the next books I need for my class. My eyes wonder to the picture that was hanging on my locker door. I smiled at it. It was a picture of me and Jimin the most wonderful boyfriend I could ever ask for.

“So..” A voice startled me as they lean against the lockers next to mine.

“Aish! Ya Park Jimin you almost scared me half to death.” I playfully hit his arm as he laughs.

“Your so cute when you get scared.” Jimin teases me.

“No I’m not!” I tried to hid my blush while getting the things I needed.

“Your also cute when you blush. Any ways I wanted to walk you home today after school.” Jimin said getting to what he wanted to say eailer.

“Okay sounds good.” I smiled at him as I closed my locker. “Good meet me outside after school then gwaenchanh-a?” He asked as we begin walking to our next class. I only nodded.

“Yes Oppa.” I smiled. “Okay see you at lunch.” He says he gives a quick peck on the forehead as he leaves. My smiled grew as I saw him fade into the crowd. This boy.

-After School-

Jimin was walking me home like he promised. To be honest I don’t live far from the school maybe by like 3 blocks away. My parent owed a store so I wasn’t rich that’s why I was so shock to have a boyfriend like Jimin.

“So how’s it going with your family?” Jimin suddenly asked as we were walking. “Why are you suddenly asking about them?” I questioned him holding the straps of my backpack.

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know. Just wondering.” He looks up from the ground to me.”I guess fine. They sometimes still fight but I try to stay out of it.” I told him not wanting to go much father.

“oh hey. I bought you something.” He hands me a medium small box that was wrapped in a nice blue wrapping paper.

I started at it in aw. “Jiminie! How many times do I have to tell you not buy me anything until my birthday or holiday.” I wined at him stopping. “I know you hate me buying you things but this one is small an don’t cost much. Now open it.” He gestures me to open it.

I sigh before opening the box. “Jimin.” I shout as he laughs at my expression. “Really a black lace underwear?” I pulled it out of the box. “What? I thought it’d looked good on you when I saw it.” He still to laugh. “Your unbelievable sometimes Park Jimin.” I laugh putting it back in the box into my backpack. “I knew you liked it.” We walked again.

For some odd reason I keep feeling like I’m being followed. “Hey, jagi you okay?” Jimin asked since I suddenly stopped I could’ve sworn I saw someone behind us. “I-It’s nothing. Really let’s go.” I grabbed his hand as we ran to the store. “Aya!” He shouts laughing.

We stopped once we reached the store. “W-what was the hurry?” Jimin asked trying to catch his breath. “Want some Ice cream?” I go over to the fridge where we keep them. I grabbed two. I handed him one. “Gamsahamnida.” He takes it and eats it as we sit on one of the counters.

“Aish Aya! How manny times do I have to tell you. Not to eat sweets before dinner.” My mom yells at me as she saw me come in. “Relax mom it’s just for me and Jimin.” I told her.

“Oh, Hi Jimin. Didn’t see you there.” My mom bows at him. “Hi to you too MRS. Cho.” Jimin bows while smiling at her. “Now don’t eat so much dinner is almost ready. Jimin will you be staying with us for dinner today?” Mom asked him. “No!” I shouted earning an eye from the both of them“Oh, I would love to Mrs. Cho but I have to get home soon. I just came to walk Aya-ah home. Thank you for the offer tho.” Jimin says getting his bag.

“Alright then do try to be careful.” My mom smiles at him. “Will do mrs. Cho.” Jimin waves at her as I walked him out.

“See you tomorrow.” I said. “yup like always.” Our faces were a few inches away from kissing each other until.

“Hi Jimin bye Jimin.” Dad comes in out of know were making me and Jimin pulled back. “Hi mr. Cho.” He says as my dad was already inside the house.

I shake my head walking back inside as well. “DAD!”

-At dinner-

Mom was getting dinner ready on the table as dad was watching some sport on the T.V. while I was doing my homework on the table.

“ugh I don’t get this math problem at all.” I sigh annoyed. It’s the only problem I have left and I can’t figure it out.

“Aya, here try this.” My mom puts a hand cup of noodles in my mouth. My smiles fades as sallow it running to the fridge drinking the milk from the gallon.

“EOMMA!” I yelled at her as she laughs. “You know I hate spicy food.” I stilled yelled drinking more mill. “Aish! Don’t worry I made an other bowel with out the spice.” She tried to stop laughing but couldn’t. “How could you do that to your own daughter?” I joked around with her getting back to my chair. “I just don’t understand why you can’t have spicy food you’re too much like your father.” She smiles while finishing up. I couldn’t help but laugh with her. Unlike my father he can still eat the food while I can’t.

Dad yells at the T.V from his stupid sports game. “Aish! You idiot!” He yells agains I just rolled my eyes. “JAE! Language hurry and come and eat.” My mother yells at him. He follows her orders.

My dad was eating the noodles. “You gave me the spicy noodles they give an ulcers.” Dad jokes around as I let out a small chuckled. Mom gives him a death glare. “Then don’t eat it.” Mom yells taking the bowl away from him. Startling him. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t.” Dad argues back taking the bowl again turning his head back to the game.

“Fine then. Go and watch your stupid game.” Mom tells him. He takes no time to grab the bowl “Stupid” He yells looking at the T.V again and goes back to the couch. I rolled my eyes. My family.

-Next Morning-

I was already up getting ready for school like always this time I was running a late since it was raining. But for some reason I couldn’t help but feel like today was going to be a bad day

My phone buzzed on my night stand I went to grab it seeing I had a text from Jimin.

Jimin: Morning Jagi. Want me to pick you up from school today?

Me: No thanks I’m okay you go on without me.

Jimin: Okay, just be careful and be sure to take an umbrella I don’t wan’t you getting sick

Me: Yes daddy!

I smiled at the texted we were sending. He’s really overly protective.

Jimin: Dadd? I like that call me that from now on okay?”

*Chuckles*

Me: Over my dead body Park Jimin

“Aya hurry up or you’ll be late for school and more now since it’s raining.” Mom bangs on my door making me jump I almost dropped my phone.

“Okay I’ll be out in a sec hold on.” I yell from the door,

Normal P.O.V

Mrs. Cho was in the store fixing and stocking things when she saw Jimin passed by. “Oh morning Jimin.” She greets him as he stops and waves at her.

“Morning Mrs. Cho.” Jimin walks closer. “Are you waiting for Aya?” Mrs.Cho asked setting the items in her hand down. “Oh, no she didn’t want to wait for me I was going to go on a head I also have to meet my hyungs for this dance thing we’ve got.” Jimin stated mentioning he was in a hurry, He too couldn’t help but feel like something’s not right.

“Oh, okay then take care.”Mrs.Cho just smiled. “You too Mrs. Cho.” With that jimin left.

-To Aya -

“Hey appa do you think I can barrow some money for lunch today?” Aya asked coming out of her room fixing her bag.

“Can’t you just bring something from the store?” He asked as he was getting his socks on.

“Really appa?” she gave him a serious look. “Relax I’m only kidding my wallet is on the table over there.” He points to his wallet on the kitchen table Aya grabs how much she needed.

“Hello?” Mr.Cho answers his phone as he was getting a phone call. “Jinjia? The flue. Okay I’m on my way now.” Mr. Cho hangs up the phone. “Okay Aya have fun at school today.” Mr.Cho says giving Aya a kiss on her forehead leaving the house.

As Mr.Cho was walking outside he ran into his wife. “Aya went to school right?” She asked carrying a box. “No she’s still inside.” He quickly told her. “Are you serious didn’t you tell her.?” Mrs. Cho was angry as he took the box from her. “Why didn’t she go with Jimin?” Mr.Cho asked. “Maybe because you scare the poor kid away.” Mrs.Cho growls at him going inside to warn Aya.

“He should be. I gotta check on the stuff coming in where’s the umbrella?” He asked his wife getting busy. “Check under the counter. Aya. Your going to be late hurry up now young lady.” Mrs.Cho yells

Mr.Cho goes to check for the umbrella when he hits his head on the cashiers door as he hears someone outside the store. Getting up he didn’t see anyone there. He goes outside to only see a beer bottle rolling down the streets. He goes to pick it up there was a bit left but not a lot. He goes to throw it away. Not thinking of it he goes back to put a sign on the doors says “Well be back!”

-Aya’s P.O.V-

I was now on my way to school. “Aya.” I heard my mom shout for me. “What now?” I turn back to look at her annoyed seeing I’m already late. “I have your lunch here. Use the money you took from your father for more if you like.” She hands me my lunch bag.

“Thanks eomma.” I smiled at her.

“Do you want me to walk you to school today?” She pulls a strand of my hair behind my ear. “Eomma what are you thinking i’m not eight anymore. I can run fast I can get there 3 minutes.” I wined. “Don’t go to muddy alleys take the big one. Okay.” Mom tells me a better way to go. “What are you my mother I know how to get to school.” I joke around with her walking around. “Aish you child.” She jokling yells behind me having a smile on my face.

I didn’t know that smile was going to the last smile that I’ll smile for a while

While taking the big alley like i planned I heard like what sounded someone kicking down a bottle. I stopped to turn back but to see no one. my heart started to beat faster. So I walked again slowly. I then clearly started to hear footsteps behind me.

I wanted to walk faster but I was to scare too. I knew I should’ve. That’s when someone places a hand over my mouth trying to drag me. I tried screaming against his grip but he had me too tight.

“Hehe! Finally the pretty girl I was waiting for.” The voice of an old man said his breath leaked of alcohol. I was screaming as his hand covered my mouth. Tears pouring out my eyes. He took my backpack off everything spilling out of it like my books the lunch my mom gave me were lying on the ground

He dragged me to some random abandoned building. He slammed me to the ground. I grunt in pain still crying. I tried to get away put he yanked my hair and started kissing my neck.

“p-p-please stop.” I begged him knowing what was to come. “your going to be a good little girl and do as I say.” He said pining me to the wall that was behind me. “N-No!” I screamed. “I hope your wearing that nice black lace underwear your boyfriend got you yesterday?” He smirks has his hands where under my thigh. I was shocked how did he know about that.

“Let’s find out and see.” He laughs as he un zips my jacket. I couldn’t anything at this point. He had my arms above my head. The whole time i was thinking of Jimin, ‘Jimin please help me’ I cried even harder as he took every single pice of clothing I had. Why did I pick this day to ware that underweare? He ripped it off.

“Such a shame he wasn’t to one to be able to take it off.” He starts kissing me all over. “S-stop.” I scream louder. “I told you to shut up.” He started to choke me ass i was a mess. Next thing I knew he started to beat me up while raping me.

-after 3 hours later-

After what seemed like forever. I was in so much pain I couldn’t move at all. He messed me up. I saw my phone not too far from me. I tried reaching out for it once I did the first number that pop into my head was Jimin but he was at school where I should be too but instead I decided to call the police.

“911 what’s your emergency?” The lady said. “p-p-please h-he-pl me.” I tried to speak but I couldn’t it hurt so much.

Normal P.O.V

Jimin was walking to Aya’s place since she didn’t show up to school all day he had a wired gut. He knew something was up. If Aya wasn’t going to show up she’d text him like she always does.

He stopped once he saw some police and ambulance by an alley. He didn’t think to much about it since everyone was gathering around. They were carrying a body into the ambulance car.

his eyes cough something that one of the police were holding a phone a very familiar phone. His heart started to beat faster. Hoping for the worst. “Aya!” He screamed as he ran to them being healed back by the cops. He got a glimpse of the victims face. Right away he knew that was her. “AYA!” He screamed as his tears feel down his face. She was badly beaten up with cuts cover her body.

“Sir were going to need to to clam down.” The tried to hold back Jimin who was struggling.

“Jimin.” Jimin stop as he turned back to see a good of friend. “What happened Hyung?” He asked as Jimin’s eyes looked back as the ambulance too her away.

“A-Aya.” All he could do was cry on his friends shoulder. “Do any of you boys know the victim?” One of the police turned to them. “Victim?” Jimin asked his eyes being all red and puffy from crying. “She’s my girlfriend what happened to her.” he got up in his face. “Hyung.” His friends tried to pull him back. “Sir. I’m sorry it’s something you don’t want to hear but she was abused and rape.” He didn’t know the best way to tell him.

Jimin didn’t now what to say. He was too shock. He feel to the ground as one of his friends tried to come to he senses.

“We need to contact her family do you all her parents number?” The police asked them. “Yes.” one Jimin’s friends called her mother.

“Hello?” Mrs. Cho answered. “M-Mrs.Cho?” Jimin tried to speak threw his tears. “Yes who is this?” She asked. “Mrs.Cho it’s Jimin. Are you at home?” He asked sobbing. “Jimin? yes I’m at home is everything okay?” Mrs.Cho was getting worried from hearing his tone. “It-it’s A-aya. She s-she was raped.” Jimin couldn’t talk anymore as he handed the phone to the police so they can talk to her.

Jimin step aside putting his hands behind his back. “Could you guys take me there?” He looked back at his hyungs they nodded and got in the car to the hospital.

-At the hospital -

Jimin and his friends were waiting inside the hospital waiting for her parents to arrive.

Mr.Cho rushes to the hospital after getting a call. “How was she when you first found her?” One of the police he was with asked his other workers.

“She had sever facial injuries and was bleeding all over and barely even conscious.” The female cop replied. “Then who made the report?” Mr.Cho asked.

“We got a call from 911.” The other cop said. “Really?” Mr.Cho questioned. “She called us directly.” The female cop added. “How are her friends doing?” The leader asked

“Friends?” Mr.Cho asked. “Yes. Her boyfriend was at the scene when we found her.” She explained. Once they got inside Mr.Cho saw Jimin and his friends.

“Jimin.” Mr.Cho walked up to them. “Mr.Cho.” Jimin stood up facing him. “Let’s hope that I’ll be alright.” Mr.Cho pats Jimin on the shoulder as he wipes his noise, nodding.

Mrs.Cho was the last person to arrive. “Are you Aya’s mother?” The female cop asked her seeing she was crying. “Please clam down ma’am.” She tried to calm her down as she started to panic.

She went inside the hospital seeing her husband, Jimin and his friends.

“The CT scan shows many cuts and laceration from the rectum to colon. She needs surgery.” The doctor explains to them. Showing them the x - ray. Aya was right in front of them. “We may have to remove parts of the large and small intestines. “ The doctor explains more.

Mrs.Cho makes her way over to where Aya was as the other doctors were trying to heal her. Jimin tried to hold her back but Mrs. Cho removes to curtians to see Aya’s baldy state. She freaks out.

“Aya!Aya!” mrs. Cho cries out as the other doctors help Jimin held her back. Jimin tries to look away not wanting to see Aya like that as the other’s hold back their tears from seeing their good friend in that state.

The other doctor’s and nurses move Aya into the surgery room. “No! No! My baby! My girl!” Mrs. Cho cries her heart out.

-Hours later-

“You guys can go home if you want.” Jimin says to his other’s friends. “Are you sure your okay staying here by yourself?” Najoon asked him. Jimin nods. “Her parents are here so I’d be okay.” Jimin assured him.

“Keep us updated on her okay.” Jungkook pats his should as they leave all Jimin could do is nod at this point.

“What happens now?” Mr.Cho asked the cops. “The forensic will come soon.” The leader told him. We’ll find the culprit.. Don’t worry sir.” The leader assured him. “You can find this son of a bitch?” Jimin asked them walking up to them.

“Yes. We’re trying our best to find him. Leader Lee please stay here and keep us updated.” The leader ordered she nod as they left.

“Jimin why don’t you get something to eat. We’ll watch over her.” Mr.Cho suggested seeing how horrible he and his wife have been. “N-No I can’t. I need to be there when she awakes up.” Jimin tried to argue with him holding back his tears. “It’ll be a while. Go on I can come and get you when we have news.” Mr.Cho rubbed his shoulder. Jimin stud wiped his noise again as he leave to get food.

Mr.Cho goes back and sits next to his wife. “It happened by the school.” Mrs. Cho said as she couldn’t cry anymore. “How did you know?” Mr.Cho asked putting his arms around her. “Jimin called me. She went to the big road didn’t she. I encourage her to go that way.” Mrs.Cho bursted into tears again. “I sent her alone in the rain.” She buried her face in her husbands chest. “She’s 19 years old Ji-hee. It could’ve happened to anyone.” Mr.Cho tried to calm her down. “That’s it. She’s is 19 years old. They took advantage of her.” Mrs.Cho sob.

What they didn’t know Jimin was listening behind the wall. Jimin feels like this was all his fault. If only he walked her to school none of this would’ve happened to her.

“Cho Aya’s parents.” One of the nurses called to coming out of the surgery room.

“Did the surgery go well?” Mrs.Cho runs to her. “Someone better come in now.” she suggested. Meaning things might not go well. They both start to go in the room but where stopped.” only one please.” She mentions.

“I’ll go please.” Jimin comes out behind the wall. “No. I’ll go I’m her mother.”Mrs.Cho tries to argue. “I think it’s best that I go.”Mr.Cho stated as he walks in the room.

Mr.Cho goes into the surgery room seeing the doctors do the surgery on Aya. “Listen carefully.” The doctor mentions as he walks in the room. “We have to remove the large intestines and anus if we don’t do it now she could die.” The doctor told him what was going on. “Sir. She’ll live if we make an artificial anus.” He explained.

“An artificial anus?” Mr.Cho asked not taking his teary eyes of his daughter. “A colostomy to put the small intestine outside. She’ll have to live like that all her life.” The doctor gave him the sad news as tears started to build in his eyes.

P-please save her.” Mr.Cho sobbed as he knew it was not an easy decision to make. Knowing this could change his daughters life for ever. The doctor bows as he goes back into the room.

Mr.Cho goes back to see his wife and Jimin still here. “What happened?” His wife was the first to answer. He hugged the both of them. “Is she alive Mr.Cho?” Jimin asked knowing something is wrong. “Y-Yes.” Mr.Cho nod.

-After the surgery-

Once the surgery was done The Cho’s and Jimin were waiting out side of Aya’s room. She had this oxygen max to help her breath. she he had an patch on her left eye and two stitches on her right cheek. All Mrs. Cho could do right now was cry she couldn’t look at her daughter like that. She walks out of the room.

Jimin and Mr.Cho walks into her room. “A-Aya.” Jimin cried as he took her weak cold bruised hand. He notice that she weakly open one of her eyes.

“J-jimin.” She said in a weak voice. “A-Aya. It’s me.” He smiled her moving some her hair away. “I-is it really you?” She asked closing her eyes again.

“Y-yea it’s me. Your dad and mom are here too. the other hyungs where here earlier but I told to go home.” Jimin tries to wipe his tears away knowing she was okay but not really okay.

“I-I’m sorry.” She breath in between her words. “W-why are you sorry. You shouldn’t be sorry for anything. “She rubbed her hand. “I thought about calling you first but I was to scared. I thought of you the whole time. I-i’m sorry. You must hate me.” Aya let’s out a few tears. Mr.Cho was silently crying in the background.

“I don’t hate you I could never hate you. It wasn’t your fault. You actually did the right thing and called the cops first.” Jimin told her. “H-He was wearing baggy pants.” She shut her eyes remembering what he looked like.

“What?” Jimin asked wondering what she was talking about. “The man. He was wearing baggy pants. He should be caught.”Aya told him what she remembered. He knew that it must’ve brought her bad memories. “We’ll talk about it later okay. Just try to get some rest for know okay.” Jimin pulls some of the covers to her. “I-I love you Jiminie.” was the last thing she said as she feel asleep. “I love you too Aya.” Jimin wipes his tears away. Sobbing more with Mr.Cho. Mr.Cho pulls him into a hug.

Mr.Cho went to the police station to see if they found they man as Jimin and Mrs.Cho stayed behind to watch over Aya.

Later Mr.Cho went back to talk to his wife about it. “Testify?” She asked. “It’s just testify.”Mr.Cho tried to reason with her. “Who care she’s your daughter do you really want her to recall that horrific day. It might be scarring her half to death right now as she sleeping right now. you call yourself a father?” Mrs.Cho argues with him. “do you have any feelings?” She shouts at him. “Feelings? Fine let’s say I don’t.” Mr.Cho stares at the ground.

“Ma’am sunflower center helps with sexually abused teenagers. They help deal with teenagers with the trauma.” Officer Lee explains to her. “Why did this happened to our little girl?” Mrs.Cho takes her attention to her. “If the cops would’ve watch those guys earlier this wouldn’t have happened.” Mrs.Cho yells at her.

“Sit down.” Mr.cho tries to calm her down by she slaps his hand away. “We have to get that bastard!” Mr.Cho shouts at her.

“Please clam down.” officer lee tries to reason with them.

“How can we? My little girl is in there in PAIN!” Mrs.Cho screams going back into the hospital.

“Please go back home and bring her things to entertain her.” Officer lee asked Mr.cho. “What?” He asked her. “It’s what the therapist asked for. I’ll try to convince your wife.” Officer lee goes after Mrs.Cho.

“Mr.Cho i can go get her the things if you like.” Jimin suggested seeing he heard everything. “No It’s okay Jimin I’ll go get them myself. You should go home. Your parents are probably worried about you. Don’t you have to practice for your dance competition you have in a few days?” Mr.Cho tries not to cry in front of him. Jimin opens his mouth to speak. “It’s alright we’ll call you when we she’s has gotten plenty of rest.” Mr.Cho pats his shoulder. “Please do Mr.Cho I care about more than you know.” Jimin gives him this promising look. “I know you do. Now go on.” Mr.Cho smiles at him watching him leave.

-the next day-

Mr and Mrs Cho were inside the room Aya was in with the therapist. There was a video camera in front of them.

“Aya. Sweetie? Can you speak for a little bit?” The therapist tried to wake her up. Aya slowly nod her head.

“I hear you like a certain oppa.” She teases her reminding her about Jimin. Aya slowly open her eyes.

“As you can see Aya can state opinions and is clearly conscious.” The therapist spoke to the camera.

“Sweetie. It rained a lot that day didn’t it?” She asked her. Aya looked over to her dad to see if she should reply. he nod. Making Aya nod in reply.

“You were being followed by a strange man on your way to school so he kidnaped you didn’t he?” She asked again as Aya again rely. “About the man think you can tell me more about him?” She asked her. Aya nod.

The chief went up Aya with pictures in his hand. They showed her three pictures and none of them where him so far. They showed her the fourth picture and Aya shuts her eyes as his picture came into her mind again she pointed to him.

“Can you tell me what makes you sure that its him?” She questioned her. “Everything.” aya says with her eyes still shut. “Just in case can we show you the other pictures?” She wondered Aya nod opening her eyes as a tear fell down. They showed her the pictures of all of them in one page. Aya pointed to the same man again.

-Later-

Mr.Cho and Mrs. Cho starts walking the therapist out. “As times goes on she could behave differently. She could suddenly start screaming or not talk at all.” She warned them.

“What do you mean?” Mr.Cho asked. “You said she has a boyfriend right? She might be behaving differently around him too. She needs both physical and emotional healing.” She suggested. “The family may need treatment too. Call me.” She starts to take something out her bag. She hands Mr.Cho her business card.

Mrs.Cho takes away from her husband. “What are you doing?” She asked her. “Don’t scare us with things that didn’t even happened. If your done I suggest you leave.” Mrs.Cho tells her giving her back the card.

-After that-

The doctors and Aya’s parents were moving her to a different room. Jimin was there with them too. Mr.Cho’s phone started ring. “Hello? oh hi Officer Lee.” Mr.Cho replied. “Oh really? Okay thank you.” Mr.cho hangs up making Jimin and Mrs.Cho stop for a while.

“I have to go to the police station.” Mr.Cho suddenly told them. “Did they catch him?” Mrs.Cho asked. “I wanna go.” Jimin asked. “No you stay here with Aya. I’ll be back.” Mr.Cho runs off.

Then Jimin’s phone started to ring. “Hello?” Jimin answered. “Jimin hyung are you at the hospital?” A voice asked. “Yea. Jungkook what’s going on? I thought practice was tomorrow?” Jimin asked him seeing he didn’t want to miss it. “Is that Jimin?” Another voice was in the background. “Yea shut up I can’t hear him.” Jungkook tried to shut them up. “Okay one at a time.” Jimin yelled at them.

“Hyung. Aya’s all over the news.” Jungkook shouted at the end. “What are you talking about?” Jimin asked confused. “Give me that. Jimin listen it’s all over the news there are tone of reporters outside of the hospital. We were on our way there when we saw them. Don’t let them see her.” Jin tried to warn him.

Jimin looked up to the T.V. and saw that they where right it was all over the news. His heart started to beat faster and faster. “Mrs. Cho we gotta go now.” jimin started to panic as he hang up his phone. “W-What are you talking about?” She wonder why he was acting like this.

Jimin was about to go around the corner when he saw the reporters. He step back moving Aya’s cart. “It’s all over the news.” He told her. Mrs.Cho didn’t know what else to say as she also started running.

-To the other BTS Members-

“The police arrested a man for abducting and raping a 19 year old school girl. The girl was found with wounds and intestinal ruptures she has survived a major surgery and hospitalized This man dragged her to a construction site and raped her. .” A man was announcing it the world.

“That’s fucked up man why would they go telling around the whole world.” Yoongi asked staring at the T.V in disgust. “Now everyone knows what happen to her.” Taehyung said from behind the couch. “Aya didn’t deserve this.” Jungkook was shaking his head angry as well. “I wonder how Jimin is holding up?” Hoesok wonder at the thought of their friends. “He’ll hang in there for now we just gotta hope for the best for Aya’s sake.” Jin said taking a seat down as well. They just all starred blankly at the T.V

“This man is 59 years old.” The man finished. “That ass hole hope he knows what’s coming to him.” Jungkook growled. Aya was his best friend. of course he would be feeling angry and pissed off seeing his friend be treated like that.

-Back to Aya-

“Are are you okay?” Mr.Cho asked her. “Y-Yea.” Aya said getting up.

“sir.” The reporters found them. “Mr.Cho take her. I can hold them back.” Jimin told him. He nod. Mr.Cho carried his daughter bridle style. Jimin goes back to the reporters and starts punching them. “Leave her the hell alone.” Jimin pushes them back trying to by time.

“Dad what’s going on?” Aya asked seeing she was confused. “Nothing everything is okay.” Her dad lied as he was running. Aya knew her dad was lying. She knew something went wrong.

“Are you the father?” They started to shout.

“No- Stay back.” Mrs.Cho started to cry trying to push them back. “Leave her alone god damn it.” Jimin shuts as well.

Mr.Cho finally bring Aya to a room and sets her down. “Dad what’s going on?” Aya asked her father trying not to cry. “It’s okay sweetie everything is going to be okay.” mr.Cho assures her fixing her IV. mr.Cho notice she started bleed again.

“Is Aya okay?” Mrs.Cho asked coming into the room with Jimin. They saw she was bleeding too. “Help! Please someone help!” Mrs.Cho starts to look for help along with Jimin.

“It’s okay Aya everything is going to be okay.” Her father tried to clean her up. “D-Da-d stop!” Aya screamed begging her dad to stop. Aya shut her eyes as the flash backs from that day came to her mind. “It’s okay. Every things gonna be okay.” Mr.Cho started to panic.” S-stop please dad.” Aya screamed even louder.

“Please some one help us u-uh.” Mrs.Cho cried in pain falling to the ground. “Mrs.Cho.” Jimin went to catch her. “Call for emergency.” One of the nurses shouted as everyone started to panic.

“Don’t move. I said don’t move.” Mr.Cho shouted. Making Aya cry. He then realized what he was doing. He was making her remember. He notice Aya couldn’t speak anymore. “Aya.” He tried calling out to her.

“Sir your wife has fainted.” One of the nurses came in and told him. She left Aya in her hands as the other doctors and nurses came in.

“Shes’ bleeding.” One of them shouted. “Her heart rate is too hight.” They started to panic.

-With Mr and Mrs. Cho-

“I was going to tell you.” Mrs. Cho quietly spoke. “After what happened to Aya I lost track.” She added in. “Are you mad?” She asked him wanting to hear a reply.

“Why.” He finally spoke. How can you not tell me for five months?” Mr.Cho asked he just found out that his wife was pregnant with another kid. “Were any chance were you not going to give brith?” Mr.Cho asked wanting to know the reason why she wouldn’t tell him. “They said the baby is fine.” Mrs.Cho assured him. He just quietly sobbed. “Don’t cry.” Mrs.Cho tells him.

-Later that night-

Jimin walk into Aya’s room. “Hey.” He smiled at her as she sat up on her bed. He sits next to her

“You feeling okay?” Jimin asked. She nod. “Look I know it’s something you may not want to hear from me but I know your embraced to see your dad right now right.” Jimin asked he found what happened he knew that Mr.Cho didn’t do it on purpose. Aya looked to the ground. “It turns out your gonna have a baby brother.” Jimin smiles pulling a pice of her hair behind her ear. Aya couldn’t help but smile big. “I’m serious.” Jimin laughed. Aya clapped her hands being happy she wasn’t going to be the only child now.

She then looked to the ground sadly.”What? Whats wrong?” Jimin looked down at her. Aya pulled out her phone and started typing something. when she finished she showed him.

The Man ruined the black underwear you bought me.

Jimin then looks back at Aya. He chuckles. “Is this why your being so down?” Jimin asked trying to make it into a little laughing matter. Aya takes the phone back and types again placing it in his hands.

I really liked it tho

Aya shyly smiles at him making him chuckled again. “Don’t worry I’ll get you a new and better one.” Jimin says as he starts laughing he knew she was laughing in the inside too. She take the phone again and types something else.

Is Kookie and the other doing okay?

She showed him what she type next. “Yes. They are all doing just fine. They are all worried about you. especially Jungkook. Don’t worry they’ll see you soon.” Jimin assured her.

Are you still going to compete?

Aya type in. “Of course. And we’ll make sure we’ll win just for you. Okay.” Aya smiles hearing that. “Don’t worry everything is going to be okay. Try to get some rest you need it. I’ll be sure to visit you often okay. I’ll bring the boys next time I come.” Jimin gets up as Aya nods. “Good. Sleep tight remember if you need anything you got this to reach me.” He points at her phone shaking her head one more time. “Love you jagi.” jimin places a kiss on her forehead. She mouths I love you back. Jimin smiles at her before he leaves.

-At the front desk-

As jimin was walking out he saw Mr.Cho at the front desk placing money.

“It comes out to 2,870,000 won.” The lady said. “Can you take visa?” Mr.Cho asked seeing he didn’t have much money. She nods.

“Mr.Cho.” Jimin walks up to him. “Oh, Jimin is she doing okay?” Mr.Cho asked wiping his tears away. “Yea she just went to sleep. Mr.Cho please let me help pay.” Jimin told him. “No.No there’s not need for you to do that.” Mr.Cho told him giving the lady everything he had. “Mr.Cho please it’s the least I can do.” Jimin takes out his card. “Can you use this one please.” he hands the lady the card. “I’ll pay you back son.” Mr.Cho thanked him. “No need Mr.Cho I just want her to get better. You you tomorrow.” Jimin waves at him as he walks threw the doors.

“Your daughter is lucky to have him as a boyfriend.” The lady complemented. “Yea. Yea she sure does.” Mr.Cho has a smile on his face watching jimin leave.

-The next day-

“Okay are you guys ready?” Jimin asked his members. “Yea.” They all whispered. “Are you sure this is fine?” Jimin asked the therapist. “Yes. If it will make her smile then yes.” She told them. Jimin nod.

They creep into Aya’s room. “Ladies and gentleman we are BTS!” Namjoon shouts in the microphone. Aya wakes up to look over but sees nothing. She then starts to sit on her bed.

“Alright we are BTS!” He shouts again as they walk into her room. She smiles a bit at the sight of them. They were practicing together to be an idol group. They had an audition the other days and she was going to go but couldn’t.

Jungkook walks up to her and gives her their ARMY bomb. Aya smiles as she takes it. They started to perform ‘No More Dream’ Aya started shaking her lightstick being amazed how good they were. She was honestly feeling so happy right now. She started to mouth the lyrics with them as they have showed her they lyrics once. It made Jimin feel better seeing her smile like that again. It was like her own private concert.

Once they were done she clapped loudly for them. “You like it Jagi?” Jimin wiping his sweat with a towel. Aya nod in a yes. “Good I’m glad.” Jimin smiles.

“Ayie!” Jungkook comes rushing giving her a gentle hug. Aya smiles at the sight of him. “Kookie!” Aya mouths. Jungkook just smiles at her. “We were the best right?” He asked she nods. “Good cause guess what.” He got get feeling excited.

“We got seen by an Entertainment.” Hoesok said making her smile more. “What’s more fun is.” Namjoon came in next. “WE WON!!!” they shouted together making her screaming in side for joy hugging each of the members and giving a kiss to Jimin.

“Alright let’s settle down and eat some of my amazing Jin cooking.” Jin brought in a bag with food he cooked. “sweet.” The others cheered. “She can have some right?” Jin asked the doctor. “Of course she can.” The doctor nods giving him the approval.

Aya couldn’t help but smile the whole time they where with her. She missed hanging out with them. They where her best friends. They where the closest thing she had. She wished they could stay with her but she knew they couldn’t.

“Okay we have to go now Jagi.” Jimin said as everyone started getting their stuff. “Don’t worry will come by more often now okay.” Jungkook comes by and gives a hug as so does the others. “Get some rest.” Jimin pleases a kiss on her forehead. She makes a heart shape sigh to them as they make one back to her. “Love you.” They shouted together.

-After they left-

Once the boys have left Mr.Cho walks into Aya’ room. “Aya.” He whispers she looks up to him. “Can I come in?” He asked her as she nods a yes. Mr.Cho walks in sitting next to bed. She notice she was writhing again.

“Your drawing again. You love to write don’t you.” Mr.Cho asked. Aya nods. “Can I read some?” Mr.Cho asked as Aya shakes her in a nod closing her book. “Your writing down what your feeling aren’t you.” Mr.Cho frowns at her. as Aya nods a yes. Mr.Cho sobs. “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk it okay you’ll get better okay. Everyone’s here for you. Even jimin. Okay your not only.” Mr.Cho pulls her into a hug as they both start crying. “Okay try to get some sleep now okay looks like you had a good day. Tomorrow will be even better okay.” Her dad lays her back down. “Everything will be okay.” Mr.Cho gives her a kiss on her head leaving her to sleep.

Mrs.Cho then walks in see Aya sleeping soundly. She takes her phone and places it beside her so it won’t be on the way. She looks to her table where there’s a picture of her at the guys smiling together. “Soon Aya. Soon.” Mrs.Cho quietly sobs touching her hair.

-The next day-

Aya was with the therapist. She saw she had art stuff with her. “Now I’m going to ask you a few questions. And you answer them okay Aya.” She smiled at her making Aya nod. Aya didn’t have the patch on her left eye anymore but it was still red and bruised.

“Good. I hear you like to draw. I want you to draw something you feel happy about on this side of the paper okay.” She says pointing to the paper in front of her.Aya take a pencil and draw Jimin’s group band logo on their.

“Wow your pretty good. Your not talking much these days are you Aya?” She questions her. Aya nods. Taking the black color pencil and starts coloring it.

“Aya can you talk today?” The therapist asked her Aya shook her head in a no. “This is the night sky. And when the night sky is filled your happy things you draw down hope that you’ll be able to speak again and sleep again and to draw amazing things again. Isn’t that cool?” She asked. Aya thought it was a kids game that this wouldn’t help her but she still nods.

“Aya can you write?” She asked her. Aya grabs her phone and starts to type.

Yes

“Aya what’s today’s date?” She asked her. “(random date” Aya replies. “Yes. That’s right.” She says. “The you must be on summer break?” She asker her. Aya nods. Aya starts to draw more things on the paper. “How manny days till school starts?” She questioned her next. Aya puts three fingers up. “Really? What do you want to do most when school starts?” She asked her.

“I can go back to school?” Aya questions her speaking a little. “Of course you can.” She smiles at her.

That’s a lie!

Aya wrote down knowing she wasn’t being fooled.

“Why do you think that’s a lie? Why do you think you can’t go?” She questions me. “I’m embarrassed.” Aya spoke. “What are you embarrassed about?” She looks at her.

What happened

Aya wrote down not wanting to say it. “I feel like most of them known and I feel like they will judge me for it.” Aya told her.

-With Jimin-

Jimin couldn’t help but stare at Aya empty desk at school as the other kids were giving him pity stares. He sigh from the stairs he was getting a pulled out his phone texting the other.

Jimin: Are you guys getting stiares too?

Jungkook: Yea. It’s pissing me off.

Jin: Just ignore them

Yoongi: I feel like punching someone.

Namjoon: Please don’t

Hoesok: Not even my happy smile would brighten up the day

Everyon: Shut up Hoesok

Hoesok: gesh trying to lightn up the mood

Jimin puts his phone away before the teacher saw and looks back at the window.

Jimin was walking home as he walks by Aya’s store seeing it was still close for the time being.

“What will you say if someone asked you why you were gone so late?” She questioned her. Aya shrugged her shoulders. “I’ll say that I was on a family vacation.” she replies.

Jimin walks more to the store an image of him and Aya pops into his mind when they were sitting on the counter eating ice cream together the day before.

“I need to be sure not to slip anything out. Or else they’ll figure it out.” Aya says.

Jimin places a picture of him and the guys wining the dance competiton on the doors with a note attached to it.

“What don’t you like most being sick?” She questioned. “I missing hanging out with my friends. Spending time with Jimin.” Aya looks down at the ground. “And my parents not being able to go to work staying here because of me.” Aya add in.

Jimin smiles at the picture as he walks away from it.

“I always left like I was being followed.But I didn’t thought too much of it. I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me and because Jimin would always walk me home if not him then it would be Jungkook. I should’ve told someone I just thought no one would believe me and they would just me it’s all in my head.” Aya starts to explained what happened.

“How did you know that it was at the point you were being followed?” she asked aya. “The day before Jimin gave me something and when I was getting dragged the man saw that Jimin gave it to me.” She said

“What do you want to do most when you leave the hospital?” She asked me.

“Hang out with my friends. Being able to be around Jimin like I used to.” Aya looked the other way trying not to cry. “I feel like he can’t look at me the same that I’ve been a burden to him all this time.” Aya said trying not to let her tears escape.

“That’s not true. Jimin loves you. Of course he would be worried about you. He loves you I never seen someone who loves someone as much as he as with you. You have friends that love very much and I know they won’t judge you for something like this.” The therapist assured her they wouldn’t.

“I keep on hoping things would be like before when you wake up yesterday I thought of that but it was sill the same nothing can be like it was before.” Aya said sadly.

-The next few weeks-

Today was the day I was finally able to go home. I don’t know how I feel about going back home. I felt so much safe here. I was wearing a black t shirt with a red and black plaid over it and some black lagging with black beanie and black convers.

“We haven’t been home for so long I’m nervous. Aren’t you?” My mom walks into my room. “I don’t know if nervous is the right word.” I told her getting my bag ready.

“I’m going to take the rest of the bags in the car.” My dad said getting the rest if the bags I looked the other way. “Aya why don’t you go help him?” My mother suggested as I shake my head in a no. “It’s okay i got this myself.” with that my dad leaves. I feel bad I couldn’t even look at him in eye.

We were on our way home from the hospital and I was texting the other that I’m on my way home. They where glad to hear it. I couldn’t help but stare at the windows. I was getting more scare passing each house and building. I felt my mom touching my hair.

Once we passed by the alley way were it happened. There was graffiti over saying “Danger!” I felt my heart beat faster and faster. I couldn’t breath. I started to panic.

“Aya! Aya.” My mom shouts worriedly for me. “Hang on were almost home.” Dad shouts. “It’s okay Aya. It’s okay.” My mom tried to clam me down.

We reached ur house my mom quickly took me out of the car once I did I took no time to throw up. “It’s okay Aya.” My mom said I started to troubled when she cough me. “Let’s go okay.” She help me reached the front door.

The only way in was threw the store. When we were in front of the store we couldn’t believe what we saw. There so manny thins hanging up on the doors. There was one that cough my eye.

It was a picture with Jimin and the other’s holding a trophy from the dance competition.Behind it was a CD case with a DVD disc on it with a note attached to. “Since you missed it.” It read. A small smile grew on my face.

Finally getting inside the house we notice that It was clean ass fuck. Like it was spotless. It never looked like this since we never had time to clean it.

-To Mr.Cho- normal P.O.V

Mr.Cho was still outside getting all the other notes that were on the doors. “Mr.Cho.” Jimin spoke coming from the corner. “Jimin did you came to see Aya? She’s inside?” He pointed to the inside.

“Yea she texted me a few minutes ago saying she was home.” Jimin weakly smiled at him. Mr.Cho notice he was still standing there. “Is everything okay?” Mr.Cho asked him seeing he was acting wired.

“Mianhae! It’s my fault this happened to her. If I walked her to school in the first place this would’ve happened.” Jimin said crying again. “Aw my boy! it’s okay it was no ones fault okay. Okay?” Mr.Cho pulls him into a hug. “Now go in and see her.” Mr.Cho let’s go telling him to go inside.

-inside- Aya’s P.O.V

I was in my room getting my things together. “Aya remember to take your pill.” My mom reminds me. “I’m coming.” I yell from my room. I then hear the door open.

“Oh Jimin.” I hear my mom said. “Hi Mrs. Cho.” Jimin greets her. He didn’t tell me he was coming over.

“Aya! Jimin’s here. Aya!” My mom shouts threw the door. I open the door from my room. “Aish! I can hear you.”I shouted annoyed as I step outside there I see him standing there looking handsome as always.

“Hey.” He just waves at me. Without thinking I run up to him and hug him. He picks me and spins me around. “I missed you.” He says setting me down. “I missed more.” I said in his chest.

“Ah young love.” My mom teases us leaving us alone. Jimin and I laugh. We couldn’t help but look into each others brown eyes.

“I misses those brown eyes of yours.” He says moving some of my hair away. “Do you now?” I said he places his lips on mine.

-The next day-

I was getting ready to go back to school today. I was worried I didn’t know how this will work out.

“Aya! Jimin and Jungkook are waiting for you.” I hear my mom yelling from outside.

“I’ll be down in a sec.” I yelled grabbing my bag and phone heading out.

I hugged them both when I got outside. “There’s our favorite girl in the entire world.” Jimin shouts. “Hyung! I thought I was your first favorite?” Jungkook pretended to be hurt. “Aya has to be my first.” jimin places his arm around me. “Sorry kookie you confessed to late.” I teased him smiling at him. “Aish you two.” Jungkook smiled.

I couldn’t wait till school was over I felt people always staring at me. I tried to ignore it as much as possible.

-The next day-

“Isn’t today your day off?” I hear my mom asked my dad from outside my room.

“Oh, no. Aya didn’t go to school?” My dad asked noticing my shoes were still here. Didn’t I tell you were seeing the therapist today.” Mom reminded him.

“Oh right.” Dad nod his head. I notice they stopped talking. I wanted to walk out but I couldn’t.

-The next day-

I walked down stairs to meet up with Jimin and Jungkook like I always do. I notice that the whole gang was there today.

“This is strange.” I said walking up them. “What?” Jimin asked. “This we never walk to school like this.” I mentioned. “Starting today were are your body guards. So no one can touch that cute adorable face you have.” Namjoon explained. “Isn’t this a bit over board?” I asked taking his arm off me. “Nothing is too over boar little Aya.” jin pinches my cheek. I scruff. walking faster head of them.

“Aya!” They shouted after me.

-the ext day-

“Hey hyung!” Jimin walked up to Jin. “Hey what’s up?” jin asked putting his phone down. “Can you drive me somewhere?” Jimin asked Jin gave him a look.

Once Jin took Jimin where he wanted to go it was at the police station. “Jimin are you sure?” jin asked seeing this isn’t a good idea. “I have to take a look at that bastard face.” Jimin said taking off his seat belt. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.” Jin tire to reason with him. “What would you do if Aya was your girlfriend huh or to anyone?” Jimin says as he leaves the car leaving Jin sighing. “Aish this boy.” Jin took of his seatbelt too.

Jimin waited until they brought in the man. Once they did all Jimin could do was glare at him. The man just stood there with a blank expression.

“You are?” The man asked. “Cut the bullshit you know who I am.” Jimin shouted at him. “You must be the boyfriend huh?” the man said. “Why did you do it?” Jimin asked him not taking his glare off.

“Are you mad? Are you mad? Did she tell that I was able to take those pretty panties you gave her off before you did?” He smirked at Jimin. “You asshole.” Jimin stood up.

“Ah I see now. It was her first time. I could tell. She did it so nicely for her first time.” He grin. “You son of a bitch your gonna pay.” Jimin’s anger was bowling up.

“You know they may not keep me in here for long. Maybe 9 12 years. She’ll be in her what. 20′s right? What a pretty age.” He keeps smirking and teasing Jimin. “Well see about that won’t we. I’ll make sure you’ll never lay another finger on her again.” Jimin yells.”Is that so?” Was all the man said be for the cop took him away. All jimin could do was throw his chair at the window.

-Back to him and Jin-

“He said that?” jin asked Jimin told him what happened. “Yea. That disgusting bastard. I wish they would kill him instead.” Jimin was feeling so much anger in him. “Hey it’ll be alright.” Jin tried to calm him down.

-Back to the others-

Jin and Jimin came back to their dorms to see Aya. “Aya what are you doing here?” Jimin asked suppressed.

“what so you can come to my house and and I can’t come to yours?” Aya asked him. “no I mean.” Jimin tried to think clearly. “Are you okay?” Aya asked him wondering if everything is okay. “Yea everything is just fine. Are you staying the night?” Jimin asked her.

“I was planing to since you never let me go out this late anyway. are you sure your okay?” Aya raise her eye brow at him. “Yes 100% sure.” Jimin kisses her.

-Later that night-

That night I couldn’t sleep. I looked over to see that Jimin wasn’t next to me. I sat up and notice that Jungkook wasn’t on his bed either. I got up and quietly made my way to the kitchen.

There they where. Talking to each other. “You went?” Jungkook whispered to him. “Yea. he said one day he’ll get out and will try again.” Jimin tells him what happened today. “That ass.” Jungkook leans back on his chair. “Hey?” Jimin says staring at his cup.

“What?” Jungkook asked running his hand threw his hair. “If they only give him 9 years. I’m gonna kill that son a bitch and when I do your gonna have to look after her for me.” Jimin tell him his plan not aware that I listening.

“What hyung you can’t be serious.” Jungkook tried to argue with him. “I’m not nothing can happen to me if I kill him. I know I can count on you so can she. I know you liked her too Jungkook.” Jimin said.

“This is the only way to protect her are you in or out?” Jimin asked him. Jungkook just sight shaking his hand. Aya quickly ran back to the room before getting cough. There was no way I was gonna let him do that. Yea I kinda like Jungkook too but I need him in my life more than he ever knows. I need them both.

-The next day-

Today was the day of the trial. I just hope it doesn’t go wrong because I can’t lose Jimin.

i was waiting in the waiting area waiting to be called. “I call Cho Aya to the stand.” They finally called my name brining me in. I took a deep breath.

“aya.” They called for me I looked up at the judge. “Do you know why you are here?” He asked me. “To see if it was the man.” I simply said.

“Do you remember taking the video with the police in the hospital?” He asked me as I nod remembering. “You must’ve been in a lot pain?” He adds in. I nod. “Yet you still remember?” He says. I nod again. “You saw pictures and pointed to the guy. Can you do that again?” He asked I nod.

He starts showing me the pictures. When they got to the third one I shut my eyes quickly as a bad flash back came to mind. I tried to point at his picture.

“aya is the man?” he asked I nod. “Aya on that day can you tell me what that man smelled like?” Another person asked me. “ A lot a lot of alcohol.” I replied trying not to thing to much of it. “No more questions.” the man said. they brought me in to the room again to bring out the man.

I was trying to block out most of what was heard. He keeps saying he never did it before. I tried so hard to ignore it. “Aya are you okay?” The therapist asked me I nod going back to drawing. I just wanted to see how it would end top Jimin.

“Honer I didn’t do it. I was too drunk.” Was what I heard I laughed in the inside ‘Son on a bitch’ I thought.

“I’ve reached a verdict.brutally assaulted a 19 year old. Then chocked and rape her. The assaulted is ruthless to the point of torturing. Resulting from the victim has been wounded with a permanent disability. He is responsible for scarring the victim, the family and love ones for life. Also having a past records for abused he must be punished severely. However the defendant was intoxicated. and his impaired stated is recognized he is sentenced to 12 years. the judge said making everyone chatter.

“that’s bullshit!” Najoon stood up yelling angrily. “Driving drunk is okay but he almost killed someone.” Jin also stood up yelling making everyone argue too.

“You call this a trial?” My mom burst in threw the doors crying her heart out. “My kid almost died and she’s my child.” My mom told them. I peaked and Jimin staring at the ground. “I’m here and her dad is here. Her friends. And the one responsible is here. But just 12 years?” Mom asked him.

“Order.” He got up and left. Everyone started shouted and arguing. I saw Jimin getting up picking one of those name things from the desk. I quickly ran a hugged him before he hit the guy.

“Jimin stop!” I shouted crying on to him. “Please don’t.” I cried as everyone stoped at looked at us. “Please. I need you.” I told him as I felt him taking a step back drooping the brick. I felt him hugged me back. We lay on the floor as the other members come up to us a hug us as well.

“I’m not going anywhere.” Jimin whispers. As we all still cried. “Let’s go home.” My mom and dad lean down next to us as well. “Let’s go home.” They said as we all go up and left. the whole time I didn’t let go of Jimin or Jungkook.

I know that everyone here will protect me I have nothing to fear.

-Months later-

A couple of months have went by and I wish I could say everything has gone back to normal but I would be joking. But we all found a way to kinda get passed all that. I still have those two scares on my right cheek but It doesn’t bother me anymore. I try to move on with my life.

I was making my way threw the hospital hallways to see my new little brother. There he was looking outside the window. Mom and dad were smiling at him so were me and Jimin.

“He’s so cute.” I smiled. “Not as cute as me.” I hit Jungkook’s arm. “So what’s his name?” Jimin asked my parents. “Ji-hee I name Aya now it’s your turn.” My dad mentions. “Can I pick?” I asked them. The smiled at me and they nod. I looked back at my brother and thought. “How about YongGuk?” I looked at everyone.

“YongGuk? Why Jungkook?” Jungkook asked. “Because you are Jungkook. Jungkook.” I smiled at him as we laughed at him.

“YongGuk is a nice name. hi YongGuk!” Mom said waving at him.

-Later that night-

I ws trying to draw some some stuff at the kitchen as my dad and Jimin were shouting at the T.V. with their sports again. “Throw it to third.” The both yelled. I rolled my eyes.

My dad and Jimin are finally getting along. I remember Jimin would always freak when he saw my dad when my dad found out he likes sports they got along pretty quick.

“don’t you guys ever get tired of yelling?” I asked taking my eyes off from my notebook to them. “What are we supposed to do just stare at the screen?” My dad questions me. I shook my head I grabbed my sketchbook as walked to my room. “Yelling at a rerun? unbelievable.” I walked inside my room. Grabbing my other pencils I was looking for and stepped out.

“If that fool didn’t make an error it’d be over?” My dad explained to Jimin. “No I don’t think so sir.” Jimin told him not taking his eyes off the T.V. “Go Lotte.” They shouted. “Give up Lotte.” I joked leaning against my door. “Their wining.” My dad tells me. I chuckled. “Oh yea how come they lost 7-8?” I question as I walked in my brothers room.

“Ah! Aya!” The both shouted angirly at me. I laughed. “I’m disowning you.” My father teases. Jimin gets up and follows me. We sit in front of my brother as my mom was sleeping next to him.

“What you got there?” Jimin asked looking at what I was drawing. “Is that YongGuk? That’s really good.” Jimin says being amazed at my drawing skills. “Thanks Oppa.” I said as he places an arm around me.

“Aish! he’s so cute. Makes me wonder of starting a family of our own.” Jimin says making me stop drawin. “Are you saying you want kids?” I raised an eyebrow at him. “I mean only if your ready?” He stair at my lips as I do the same. we moved closer and soon our lips touched.

Having A family with you is all i could ever ask for.

#bts scenarios #bts jimin scenario

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