#ur doing amazing sweetie ur so handsome!!!!!

[yujikuna]

literally sobbing n crying over the cutest gift from the loml monty drawn by @54prowl (´♡ω♡`) for their valentine event

[altrodent]

Hello luv I hope ur having a great day I was wondering if I could request dating headcanons for Abner Krill please 💕

Abner Krill Dating Headcannons

Pairing: Abner Krill x You

Genre/Warnings: Fluff (of the teeth rotting variety), a little bit of a spicy section but not NSFW, (Not proofread)

(A/N): Tysm for the request, I had an amazing time writing this, and I hope you like it!🩷

When you first met:

He was extremely shy, would only occasionally look your way. He was intimidated when you tried spending time with him, but he quickly realized why; you’re the only person to not look like his mother. This was odd, he wasn’t used to this but, after taking leap out of his comfort zone and waving back to you- hell even smiling while he did it- he never could go back. From then on he had this biggest gushiest crush on you, wether he liked it or not

When he asked you out:

He was nervous, as to be expected, but one day when you were talking about random interests with each other he brought up the topic of relationships… he had mentioned he’s never been on a date before, and when you consoled him, he asked if you would take him on one. You could never say no to his cute face, so you said yes, and went on the date with him. Though you didn’t go out shopping, or eat at a 5 star restaurant, you two enjoyed each others company watching classical films and eating as much takeout as you desired. He ended up falling asleep later into the date, which lead to the most comfy sleep he has had in years… it was just the two of you, cuddling on the couch, in a blissful sleepy oblivion. And it couldn’t get any better

The little things:

Abner is very introverted, around you he can open up a little, be more open about his thoughts and feelings. He rarely thanks you for it with words, but he repays you for it with actions. He’ll wash your hair in the shower, or do the dishes when it’s supposed to be your turn, he’ll give you a massage if you’ve had a rough day. When he does things like this, it’s very easy to reciprocate your feelings as well. He loves it when you rub his back and take care of him when he has to expel his dots, he loves it when you patch up his wounds, no matter how small they are, he loves it when you kiss the top bit of his cheek right near his eye when he cries… he loves you.

Nicknames:

He loves it when you give him cute nicknames or pet names. Some of his favorites include Ab, Abbie, my hero, handsome, honey, and on occasion dotty. While he loves the cute nicknames, he does his best to make some for you, with trial and error, but no matter how silly he thinks they are you eat them up. Some of his favorites for you include, love, darling, honey, sweetie, sugar, my love, and beloved. He rarely gets creative with his names, but he does love being able to share them with you.

Jealousy:

He isn’t a man of words, as we know, but when he catches another man looking at you in public, he immediately tries and make it more obvious that you’re holding hands. If that doesn’t work then he’ll try and get you away from that person. When he gets jealous he gets embarrassed, but you honestly adore how much he cares about you, and shower him with love when you two get home. Now, if someone does more than look, let’s say touches your arm flirtatiously, or talks to you inappropriately, he takes action. He’ll step in between you two and just talk to you, most often he’ll just ask you about something near you, like if you were at a bar he’d ask about your favorite drink. If that fails and the man confronts him, he will not hesitate to fight, wether it’s verbally or physically. Let’s just say there has been a scrap here or there between him and creepy guys who were being weird towards you, but even if he fights sometimes you go home and patch him up. Once he’s stopped bleeding, you’ll usually tell him that what he did was stupid… but that you still love him, and appreciate that he stood up for you.

When he went to Belle Reve:

Now, while you aren’t evil or have super cool powers like Abner, when he went to Bell Reve you couldn’t just sit down and wait for him to be released. Hell how long would he be in there for? So, you did what any rational person would do… commit the crime with him. Was it a smart idea? No, but as cold and heartless as Amanda Waller was, you were the only person who could get him to talk, or even get him to leave his cell. When Abner, the other members, and you were called upon to be “Task Force X” You both took the opportunity. For most of the mission peacemaker, or pissmaker when you were annoyed at him, would constantly try to flirt with you or make fun of you two. Luckily for him, colonel flag had defended you plenty, and just the right amount of defense making it so that peacemaker wouldn’t end up with a fist in his ass. Now, after getting hurt, getting drunk, and trying to kill a giant starfish, you ended up saving his life. He was petrified when he realized what just happened. Since then he has been forever in your debt.

Intimacy:

Throughout your relationship, there were times where he has felt rather infatuated with you, more than usual. He loves it when you wear his sweaters around the house, preferably with that and just your (or his) underwear. He puts intimacy in many small things, which sometimes catches you off guard. When you do the dishes, he’ll sometimes stand behind you and place kisses in your hair or on your neck. When he sits on the couch, he’ll even open his legs and give you a space to sit… now you’re not entirely sure if he knows how he makes you feel when he does that, but it’s hot… and you’re not complaining. When you go to bed he loves spooning, on rough days, he loves to be little spoon. When he’s feeling more clingy, he loves it when you both tangle your limbs in a big mess and just feel as close as you possibly could be.

[donald4spiderman]

could u possibly write something along the lines of spencer getting jealous of other guys flirting with reader but he’s like all cute and subby and soft so he just gets flustered and upset but like reader reassures his insecurities…also could the reader have she/her pronouns (if that’s okay). and btw i love ur writing and ur blog! have a wonderful day!!

luv this request!

TW: implied smut, jealous sub!spencer, kissing

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Spencer hates bars, nightclubs, concerts— basically any crowded venue with low lights and even lower inhibitions.

But, you insisted that the two of you take Penelope Garcia up on her offer at least once, knowing how good of a friend (and matchmaker) she’s been. So, the entire BAU, minus the company Hotch and Rossi, head to O’Keefe to enjoy a few drinks and the live music.

Spencer smiles; You look so happy to be with everyone, regardless of whatever sweaty, germ-ridden environment you’re in. The radiance on your face almost makes a night out worth it.

Almost.

Because soon enough, a tall man with slick brown hair is approaching you from behind, tapping you on your shoulder.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

Spencer should’ve known his luck would run out sooner than later. You roll your eyes and decline his offer with a smug shake of your head, returning to your conversation with JJ.

However, the man is persistent, attempting to warm you up with compliments.

“I’ve had my eyes on you all night.” Stalker much?

“All the guys in here want you.” Creepy.

“You’re the prettiest girl in this whole bar.” True, though it would sound better coming out of Spencer’s mouth.

Spencer knows you can handle shit on your own, but Morgan would encourage him to interrupt the situation playing out in front of him.

It’s a matter of pride.

Be the better man.

Show him who’s boss.

But none of that is Spencer. He’s far from content with sitting quietly on the side, but what good would his interjection do? A skinny kid in glasses and a sweater vest would do nothing to deter a determined bar creep.

You handle the situation well, flashing your badge and uttering something along the lines of I hold the FBI record for shooting accuracy, and he’s out of your hair.

Morgan nudges Spencer’s arm, urging him to claim the open barstool closest to you. He purses his lips apprehensively but eventually makes his way from his table to yours.

“Hey, babe.” You beam, slinging an arm around his shoulders once he’s close enough.

He feels all the eyes in the immediate area lock onto him, relishing in the pride and slight discomfort. “H-Hi.” He mutters meekly as you place a kiss to his jaw.

Spencer can’t meet your eyes, opting to glance around at the design elements of the establishment rather than look at his own girlfriend.

“What’s wrong, sweetie.” You pout, running a hand through the hair at the nape of his neck, causing him to blush and fidget nervously.

“N-nothing.” He sighs.

You raise an eyebrow, “That doesn’t sound like nothing to me.”

“I-It’s stupid...”

“Nothings stupid when it comes to you.” You assure. Spencer blushes more.

“I just— I feel so fortunate to be with you. Out of everyone, you chose me, and I’m so, so thankful for that.”

“Profound,” You tease, “but where’s this coming from all of a sudden?”

He shrugs, pretending to have to think of a sufficient answer. “When that guy was flirting with you, it just made me wonder, you know?”

You shake your head, “No, I don’t know.” Spencer’s brows knit together, and you lean in closer to whisper in his ear. “Because every time a female cop, or prostitute, or witness flirts with you, I know that I’m the one who takes you home at the end of the night. They’ll never have what I have.” Spencer swallows. “You’re the most handsome, most intelligent, most amazing man I know. And no other guy in this bar is ever going to get to fuck me the way you do— only you. Understand?”

He nods fervently, “Y-yes.”

Your features soften, and you lean in to place a delicate kiss on his lips. “I love you, Spencer. Only you.”

“I love you too.” He smiles warmly.

[cumdumpstiel]

my emotional responses to cas are like the opposite of his vibe every time. when hes being badass and smiting the fuck out of ppl and stabbing his way thru life i'm like HI SWEETIE UR DOING AMAZING!!!! U LOOK SO HANDSOME TODAY U CAN DO ANYTHING U SET UR MIND TO 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 and then when hes being saddest most pitiful little drowned kitten in the world i'm like Castiel. Whoever Hurt You. Slay Them With Your Sword. Call The Wrath Of Heaven Down Upon Them. Crush Their Skull Under Your Foot Like An Overripe Cantaloupe.

[pluviophile-imagines]

heyo, sweetie~ here am i to ask for more prohero!Izuku content SLSNSOEN 7 with Deku, pls? 🥺

YES ABSOLUTELY I had a GREAT idea for this one and Deku is PERFECT for it ur AMAZING AAAAA

7: Routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing

It’s probably the dumbest mistake ever.

In Izuku’s defense, there’s rarely anyone other than you and him in the penthouse office of his agency’s building. You’re his secretary, after all, and he doesn’t need anyone else there unless they’re in a meeting with him. Besides, as he’d explained to you the first time he’d done it, he’s only been able to kiss you for a few weeks after years of quietly wanting to. The novelty’s yet to wear off.

You probably should have told him to stop. The first time it happened, you had nightmare scenarios of exactly this resulting; maybe Ground Zero would be waiting for him one day and witnesses one of his good-morning kisses, or one of his sidekicks would have a form for him to sign off on and walk in on you pecking his cheek as you drop papers on his desk. But Izuku’s a... persuasive guy, and his mouth has a certain way of making you forget your anxieties.

It’s his fault anyway. You’re doing your damn work when he comes in, sitting at your desk in the middle of, well, calling him to inform him of his appointment that he’s solidly fifteen minutes late to (the tardiness, to be fair, could probably be attributed to you; you’d slept over the night before, which really you should know better to do on a work night).

But then Deku comes in before the third tone, beaming that smile that makes your heart skip a beat, and you forget entirely why you’d been in the middle of calling him. He walks through the elevator doors, clearly just as tunnel-visioned at the sight of you perched none too professionally on your desk with your phone still at your ear, and approaches you to reach around your waist with one arm and pull you up effortlessly into a kiss.

It’s a bit of a more grandiose good morning kiss than he usually gives, but if you’d been alone it wouldn’t have been unwanted.

It’s hardly unwanted anyway, because the sight of your handsome green-haired boyfriend makes all common sense fly out the window. You tilt your head up and accept the (chaste, to be fair, considering the way he’s holding you) brief kiss before you pull back and let him rest his forehead against yours. It’s not until his lips leave yours that the Izuku-induced haze recedes from your mind and you remember why, exactly, the phone that you’d dropped back on your desk had been in your hand.

Izuku notices at the exact same time you do, those green eyes widening as he somehow manages to carefully drop you back onto your desk and fly backward so fast you wonder if he’s used his quirk.

You bite your lip, looking sheepishly back at the news reporter and camera crew that had caught the entire scene. His manager is going to murder the two of you.

“Uh… Deku’s here now. Thank you for your patience.”

[pinkykitten]

truth or dare

- @someoneovertherainboww​ heey i dont know if u tak requests but i loved ur writing and i was wondering if u could make prompts 20 and/or 25 for zuko pls prompt(s):  “i’m not playing truth or dare.” “why don’t you take a picture? it’ll last longer.”

pairing: zuko x female! reader words: 2,210 genre: modern au, high school au, cafe au, fluff, comedy, requested

a/n: tysm!!! yes requests are opened atm! omg while writing this i thought of that thing that dante said at like a con or something where he was ordering at starbucks and the lady was like omg ur zuko!!!😂 art in title isnt mine! hope yall enjoy this ball of cheesiness that cures my acne and enjoy the love that i have for zuko to make me become a disaster for him （＾コ＾）V

Your back ached from the way you hovered over your laptop and sat at your desk. Your mind was focused on learning and getting good grades it didn’t mind the pain. Your eyes burned from the strenuous gaze at your blue screen. Your hands felt as if you churned butter and not to mention the mean girls were extra rude today at school. High school was tough and you needed the rest of the day to be filled with relaxation and peace before you hit the books tomorrow. 

“Where are you going?” Your best friend Sokka asked through the phone.

You hopped off the bus with all your items almost spilling out of your bag. “I’m going to Fire Tea Shop. I read the reviews online and people say its pretty good.”

“No, c’mon Y/N you had your chance. You mean its pretty lit!!!!” Sokka sounded too much like a kid that had eaten edibles. 

“I’m hanging up,” you said deadpanned. “I don’t even know how I’ve kept up this friendship this long. I’m so proud of myself.”

“Its because you love me.” Sokka sang. 

“It might be because I think you need my help. If I wasn’t with you and had your back like where do you think you would be? Probably eating crap off a cave right now and starving.” You walked up and inside the cafe was so cozy. It had an earthy yet red contrast feel to the place. It sure matched with the name Fire. It had some vintage Chinese architect to it. It was stunning and really caught your eye. And it was peaceful. “Do you want anything babes?” You asked as you looked at the menu. “They have cactus juice.” 

“No!” Sokka shouted on the phone. “I tried that, I couldn’t get out of the bathroom the whole day! Plus I thought I saw like mushrooms of some sort.” 

You snickered, “baby, I think you’ve been eating too many mushrooms!”

“I’m good. You enjoy it there.”

You said your goodbyes and hanged up the phone. As you did an old man came up with a long beard to say his welcoming. 

“Hello there, young lady. Might I interest you in trying our newest tea? White Jade tea. It’s very delicious.” He smiled wide. 

You read his name tag. He was such an adorable old man. “Hmmm, Iroh? Actually since this is my first time I want to try your most popular tea. How about-”

“So White Jade?” Iroh was about to punch in your order when you heard a shriek and what seemed to be a pot dropping on the floor. “One moment please. That is probably my angsty, incapable nephew that made a mess. Please look to see what you would like.” Iroh made a hasty get away. 

Out came a teen your age as he rubbed the back of his head. He was so handsome looking. His hair was disheveled and he wore a red apron. His attitude really attracted you. “Good thing I made a distraction, that White Jade tea is not a hit. I’m not that good at making tea also. That’s more my uncle’s job.” His voice was low and had an edge to it. It was so handsome. 

“Oh he’s your uncle. That’s sweet!” You grabbed your wallet out. “I would like a Jasmine tea please.” 

“Good choice. My uncle loves that tea. That will be $4.25.”

You grabbed your money and went to give it to him when you saw the huge scar. It was red and didn’t scare you but you couldn’t look away. The thoughts that went through your mind was how in deep pain this person must of been in to endure and cope through that painful wound. 

“Why don’t you take a picture? It’ll last longer.”

You wanted to hit yourself. You were taught to have manners and here you were staring at this young man. He probably felt self conscious and insecure and you made him feel worse. “Oh my God I am so sorry. I wasn’t meaning it like that. I’m just sorry that you had to go through that.” You read his name tag. “Zuko. Its a beautiful name.”

Zuko’s nose flared up, “yeah, thanks.” He grabbed forcefully at the money and you sat and awaited your order. 

You dug your head in your arms. ‘Why are you like this Y/N? Why did you stare?’

“Here is your tea miss,” Iroh instead brought the tea out. “My nephew felt he didn’t want to scare you away.”

You bit your lip, “I am so sorry. Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to make him feel uncomfortable. It was so insensitive for me to do that. Please can we start over.” You felt so bad and guilty. 

Iroh thought about it then pointed to the tea. “I make the tea myself. Taste it and I’ll think about your offer.”

You sipped the warm tea and no lie it was amazing. He definitely knew what he was doing. You weren’t thinking it was fantastic because you wanted to make amends with these folks but it was actually the truth. 

“Honestly?”

Iroh nodded. 

“This is really good and totally what I needed today. Thank you for this and please take this tip.” You gave Iroh the money. “Its a way to say I’m sorry.”

Iroh saw the money and smiled wide, “I can think we can find it in our hearts to forgive you.”

You finished your tea and went to the order counter and rang the bell. Zuko came out thinking you left. 

“Yes?”

“I was thinking. Do you maybe want to go to the park tomorrow and catch some lunch? Its A way for me to apologize for my behavior today.”

Zuko looked around sheepishly, “I don’t know.”

“Please,” you pouted your lips. 

Zuko agreed and the date was set. 

After school the next day you went straight to the cafe. 

You were going to be honest in saying Zuko was really cute. You were nervous and thinking about him the whole day non stop. You even dressed up for the occasion which rarely happens! Even Sokka knew and wouldn’t stop teasing you the whole day. He should of been your hype man but he made you feel like a little girl with a crush!

“You ready Zuko?” 

“Yeah just give me a sec.” Zuko went in the back and came back with a changed look. He wore instead a red bomber jacket. Could he be anymore boyfriend material?

“Love the jacket.” You poked him on his side and he blushed awkwardly. 

The way to the park was more silent and you were considering if this was a bad idea. 

“So do you go to school or are you home schooled?’ You tried to break the ice. 

“Actually, I go to the school not to far from here.” Zuko pointed in the direction your school was at. 

“Wait! I think we go to the same school! Yeah, I’ve seen you before!”

“I’m not that hard to miss.” Zuko, in a way, brought up his scar. 

“No I would remember you from being so handsome.” You smirked. Zuko almost choked. “That school sucks though. Its the same everyday. Work my butt off and then get kicked around like dirt by the schools mean girls. I feel like my life is a movie sometimes.”

“Yeah I get made fun of too.”

“I’m sorry.” You touched his arm. 

“My dad did this to me,” he pointed to his scar. “Didn’t like me as a son and loved my sister more, I guess.”

“It’s a touchy subject. I didn’t realize it, I’m sorry.”

Zuko chuckled which was something new to you and almost shocking, “you can stop saying sorry. I already forgive you. Its not a big deal. I like you though, I think you’re cool.”

“Thanks.”

“And those people that make fun of you, they're crazy. They're probably jealous of you because you're so beautiful.”

You almost died right there! You were like already ready to get married to this man it felt like. Would it be wrong to ask if he was single? You prayed and hoped he was. 

You two sat at the bench. It was such a peaceful, sunny day. You crossed your legs and faced him. “So Zuko, lets play truth or dare!”

“I’m not playing truth or dare.”

“Alright I choose dare to get it started.”

Zuko rolled his eyes. He knew you weren’t going to do this. “I dare you to ask that old lady over there if she knows any place that sells laxatives.” You shot up and Zuko immediately regretted it. “Y/N I was just kidding. Let me do another one.”

“A dares a dare my man.” You fist bumped your chest like the warrior you were. You went up to the old lady like a lost kid. 

Zuko couldn’t help but laugh hard and try to shy away from the world. 

You ran back and fist bumped the air with a skip. “In your face fire prince!” You nicknamed him. “She said around the block they got a drug store. Boom! Now your turn.”

“Okay, truth.”

“Boriiiiiiiing! Oh my God! Fine! What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?”

He groaned, “really? We’re going there? I said a joke, okay, that my uncle said and it came out terrible the punchline left the building and nobody laughed. It was [pretty brutal.”

“I would of loved to see that,” you said in awe. “That’s full on cringe right there sweetie.”

“Okay, you now.”

“Truth.”

“Sissy much?” Zuko raised his brow. 

“Hypocrite! I’m just following your footsteps.”

“Okay, feisty. Have you ever kissed anybody?”

“Totally!” You struggled on that one. It was such LIES!

“You stumbled on that one. I can tell you’re lying.”

“Yes, fine I am. I’ve never kissed anybody in my life okay. Only my pillow. I’ve practiced on that and lets just say its been through a lot.”

“Wow,” Zuko tried to stifle his chuckles, “you’re unbelievable.”

“And what about you? Have you ever kissed anybody?”

“It’s not my turn.”

“Truth or dare?” You were starting to see a different side of Zuko that you really liked. He was fun and made you smile. 

“Truth.”

“Have you ever kissed your girlfriend?” You wanted to see if he was single. 

“I’ve kissed before but I don’t have a girlfriend.”

You legit wanted to party and cry because this could actually happen. “Who’d you kiss?”

“A customer.”

“Oooh, you have to spill the tea on that later. I choose dare!”

“I dare you to try your first kiss with me.” Zuko raised his brow. 

Oh my Lord was he serious? You were sweating profusely and at an alarming rate. “Are you for real?”

Zuko nodded his head, “it is a dare. And you wanted to start this. I told you not to.”

“I’ve never kissed anyone! How do I do it?”

“Just look at me and try it out and I’ll critique it.”

“I’m kinda hating you right now.” You glared at Zuko. “Only 3 seconds okay.”

Zuko surrendered to that and you closened up on him. He smelled of tea leaves that were light and airy and a burning flame of musk. He was really growing on you. You came closer and closer until your lips met. You wanted to keep still but Zuko moved his lips so you followed. You felt the whole shebang. Fireworks, butterflies, everything. You clutched onto his bomber jacket. They seemed so strong and vigorous the kisses but they were tiny pecks to start you off. Your lips moved in sync with his because you got the memo and started getting used to it. You looked down at your watch as saw that it passed the three seconds. Separating from him you wiped your lips, breathless for a puny kiss. It seemed like such a milestone for you and something so big but in reality some kids kiss their posters longer than what you did. 

“How was that?” Zuko looked away blushing. 

“Very invigorating and exciting.” You were speechless. You were such a daredevil is what you thought to kiss this complete handsome stranger. It was like a dream though. You stood on the bench and screamed out the park, “I just had my first kiss everyone!!!”

Zuko pulled you down, “oh my God it wasn’t that amazing. Chill out. I choose truth.”

You evilly smiled, “do you think I’m attractive?”

Zuko’s blush was even redder this time. “Yeah, you’re cute. My type.”

You wiggled your brows, “you’re type? You think I’m cute? He’s think I’m cute! I have finally a guy! Who thinks I’m cute! I have a chance! At not being alone! And being a crazy cat lady!” You sang as you shook your body. “Okay last one, I choose dare again. Yolo. Living on the edge.”

“I dare you to go on another date with me,” Zuko asked as he played with his fingers. 

It was silent and you were surprised on one factor. ‘This was a date?’ You grabbed his hands and smiled at him, “I’d love to go on another date with you! And you said you didn’t want to play truth or dare.”

a/n: IROH IS SUCH A MOOD OMG 😂 and zuko is so sly and cheesy sdkgjfdskgfkgjfdgk omg. i loved this wayyyyy to much as u can tell and like made this like a chapter book bc im extra like that! would u kiss a stranger if he was zuko? i prob would bc im a thirsty nerd fam 🥵

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[notnctu]

to jisung, my family friend ♡

To All The J’s I’ve Loved Before Series by notnctu ♡ park jisung x fem!reader  ♡ genre - fluff ♡ wc - 2.2k ♡ warnings - none ♡ synopsis - in which you guide a lost freshman to his lecture ♡ taglist - @colpen ; @cestmoncoeur ; @hyucksberry ; @lexiluness ; @lovelycharm05 ; @dearlyminhyung ; @classic-antifood ; @pikijaemin​ ; @whorefortaeyong​ ; @jaeismytamtation​ ♡ a/n - let us know if you want to be on the taglist for the next ones!

Jisung,

I’m already laughing at myself writing this letter, but it has to be done. You’ve grown up so well, I think it has to be a good four years since I’ve seen you in person. I can’t tell whether or not you're a stranger to me.

Our moms are literal best friends and I think we could’ve formed the same relationship if they didn’t try to force that on us. I’m reminiscing about our many play dates we had together as I write this.

We were such awkward kids, I mean, you still kind of are. Word of advice as your upperclassman, don’t wear your freshman lanyard. It’s too much of a tell that you’re a freshie, not that you don’t already look like one being lost on campus or clumsiness bumping into people on your way to class.

Jisung, I can’t help but look at you differently. When did your shy smile light up the room? You really grew into your features, because I don’t remember you having such a sharp jawline. I questioned my thoughts for you as we laughed together even after all these years. Your personality was still the same, maybe more mature now? Like someone hurt you in the past. Like your eyes grew sadder.

But honestly, you’re the most innocence I’ve experienced being in college. You showed me a type of love that could develop beyond a kiss or devious acts. I thought I’d never come across that again.

It was like an epiphany, like my cheeks felt warm whenever you acknowledged me. Your silliness never sold itself short, I could laugh for hours with you. There were no consequential thoughts between the two of us, like a refreshing love that is so pure and full of warmth from sunshine.

There’s a lot for you to learn and experience. I won’t rob that from you, given that I’ve experienced plenty after all these years. But there is such a compelling feeling within me to shield you from any negativity, to guide you in being the best version of yourself. I want to help you find yourself and maybe, grow with you since we have been absent of that during our teenage years. Maybe this is what should’ve been of our relationship a while ago.

If I had tried to notice you sooner, we could’ve saved each other from all the pain.

-from your mom’s favorite, y/n

“Honey, do you remember Jisung? You two were best friends when you were younger?” The phone call with your mom had droned on for more than you had anticipated. It was one of her I need a favor calls that could not wait until later.

The loud chatter and background music of the store caused your lack of attention to what she had been going on about. “You mean, your best friend’s son who you tried to force me to be best friends with when I was younger? What about him? I haven’t seen him for almost four years now.”

The phone receiver buzzed before she continued hesitantly, “I gave him your number.”

The box of pasta fell from your hands at her sudden statement. The strangers around you watched as your anxious hands recovered it from the ground. “Why?” The annoyance in your cadence was nothing surprising.

“He got accepted to your college, sweetie! Isn’t that great? You can guide him around campus, help him transition to college life. No one is forcing you two to be friends anymore. But it would be an amazing favor for me and your auntie. You know, she has been saying how she wants to pitch in to buy you a new car.” Coercion. Rolling your eyes, you aggressively packed your groceries in your reusable bag.

“How could I ever say no to her when I’m her favorite person?” It was a double edge sword with your mom. She never really gave you many options to work with and expected you to follow through as her very obedient daughter.

“That’s what I like to hear!” After the strenuous call, messages from an unknown number sat patiently in your inbox.

(127)-127-1271: hi (Y/N)!! idk if you remember me, we haven’t talked in awhile but it’s jisung! I’m going to be attending ur school in fall and I was wondering if you can help me with some housing stuff????

you: hey bud, congrats! Yeah, you can ask me anything you need to know, everything is very confusing when you first start out :)

The least you could do was act friendly. Jisung never did anything wrong and if anything, you two were oftentimes in the same awkward boat during your childhoods.

Talking to him again reminded you of all the holiday barbecues spent at his house and running away from the adults to play games with his cousins. The many sleepovers where his mom made him sacrifice his bed for you and he’d end up sleeping on their blow up mattress. Fond memories that were definitely lost in your present. You no longer remember how this boy even looked like.  

Summer slipped from your fingers faster than you could blink. Another school year of newer experiences, yet without the aid of being a lost freshman. Everything fell back into a schedule as classes began. The floods of college students rushing to their next lecture. Students working in study rooms or at the outside commodities. The lost freshmen with their dangling lanyards who walk too slow and bumped into people.

There was one tall, shy boy that caught your eye. He wandered outside the building, checking the lecture hall number and scanning the enormous facility. The sheer panic in his expression when he looked down at his phone in his iron grip.

His features were clearly recognizable, but Jisung had grown incredibly older. His jawline was wider and he had several inches stacked above you. As you approached him, his infamous pout appeared as he rapidly scrolled on his dark screen. His cheeks weren’t entirely slimmed out.

“Jisung?”

Jisung was quick to see who could have possibly known his name at this new institution. He tilted his head when he finally laid his tired eyes on you. He knew there was no way he could have recognized you on his own. Not that you were absolutely different, but the whole aura that surrounded you embodied a college upperclassman. You were no longer the loud, weird middle school girl who wore her hair in wacky ponytails.

“(Y/N)! Wow, it’s been so long. I almost didn’t know who you were.” The deepness of his voice took you aback. His hand retreated to the back of his neck out of shyness. His high cheekbones marveled in the autumn afternoon. The boyish charm was very prominent, but his eyes seemed a bit lifeless, a bit sad. There was no gleam, loss of fairy dust that glimmered.

“I can recognize a lost freshman anywhere. Let me walk you to class.” You offered and his cheeks turned slightly pink from embarrassment.

A small side smile appeared when Jisung handed you his phone to see what building he was struggling to find. “I was trying to not be obvious, but the campus is so big. I really haven’t gotten used to where my classes are.”

A laugh escaped your lips when you gave the boy his phone. His wide eyes grew concerned, afraid you were mocking him. “It’s already the third week and I never noticed you were in my class. Let’s go, I’ll finally have someone to sit with.”

A sense of relief washed over his entire body as he followed your lead. The curious boy remained astonished as you two walked side by side on the large campus. He was barely taking in the massive structures, long roads, and the volume of people. His whole face lit up, with tiny sound effects whenever he was amazed by something.

“How could you ever get used to a place like this? I feel like there is so much to explore.” Jisung tried his best to match your strides to avoid losing you in the stream of hurried students.

“Yeah, it loses its luster after a few months.” Looking up, you noted the drop in his smile. Guilt filled your system at lowering his spirits. “But with the right experiences, you’ll fall in love with it more.”

Just like that, his rectangular smile rested well on his small face. “Thanks for answering all my texts over the summer.” His eyes averted to the ground as he held his backpack straps.

“I’m happy to help. C’mon, Jisung. We go way back, you’ve helped me escape many horrible adult encounters during your mom’s get togethers. The least I could do is return the favor.”

“Oh, we’re bringing up the past? Are you still afraid of the dark?” He raised a snarky eyebrow and you were surprised at the random attack.

You scoffed dramatically, and pretended to seem offended. “Says the one who had the night light in his room growing up.”

His hearty laugh surrounded the air around you two and you giggled lightly at how cutely he reacted. As his melody came to a descend, he analyzed your facial expression before saying, “talking to you is so natural, like we didn’t have a long pause on our barely developing friendship. I’ve been waiting to encounter a conversation like this since I got here.”

A strange, inexplicable feeling burned across your chest. Were those the butterflies that you felt so often around a boy you found the slightest potential? Long stares at Jisung’s profile had you admiring his strikingly handsome features. You shook off the unusual thought, “what about your roommate? You two haven’t hit it off yet?”

Jisung shrugged and looked around as if expecting his roommate to be wandering around him. He relaxed and stood by your side to wait for the lecture doors to open with leaving students. “Not exactly. Chenle’s a bit loud, a little weird too. He sleeps on silk pillows with his initials embroidered on them and has fancy cutlery.”

Laughter and more laughter filled the gaps with Jisung. It was the most refreshing feeling to be around, something you never knew you missed. Everyone was too busy being adults or experiencing wild, mature adventures. There was no room for innocence or child’s play. For a brief moment, you forgot about the stress of your future and wanted to bathe in the smiles that Jisung provided.

After the long boring lecture and a whole hour of Jisung performing pen tricks, he practically begged you to walk him to his next class. Given that your schedule was a bit more free today, with the spin of your heels, you were off giving him random tips about surviving his first year.

“Make sure you avoid walking to class through the center of campus on Wednesdays, unless you want to be harassed by clubs.” You cringed remembering the fateful encounter with your orientation leader from your first year, Jeno, that happened not too long ago. And how he still managed to flyer you after catching up.

Jisung did nothing, but nod aggressively to your advice to mentally note them all. He was overwhelmed, in a good way. However, knowing that he had you by his side, it made him feel all the more better. The realization that you two could actually be friends hit him like bricks. He wanted you to be guiding him, teaching him, bettering him.

“Hey homie!” A familiar, taunting voice called after you. You both perked up and watched as your best friend, Jungwoo, danced his way over to you.

You chuckled at your silly friend, “when did you ever call me homie?”

“When I noticed you standing next to a new friend and I don’t want to be too mean by calling you a loser.” Jungwoo’s happy smile bloomed as he stuck his hand out for Jisung to shake. “I’m Jungwoo, 2nd year Chemical Engineering major.”

Jisung stared at his hand, unsure how to even begin at introducing himself to other people. His only instinct was to throw scissors to Jungwoo’s extended palm, like he was playing a game of rock, paper, scissors. Jungwoo erupted with giggles and jumped at his hand being sandwiched between Jisung’s fingers. You, also, laughed at the awkward boy’s action.

“I like him.” Jungwoo patted Jisung’s stiff shoulder, causing Jisung to smile at his statement. “First year?”

“What gave it away?” You asked, eyeing Jisung with a matter of fact attitude.

“The lanyard dangling from his back pocket.” Jungwoo crossed his arms and joined you at your side. Jisung quickly stuffed the rest of his exposed lanyard into his pocket to refrain from being a first year stereotype.

The lecture doors opened with a bustling blast of people pouring out. You gave Jisung a warm touch on his arm, which he blushed unknowingly at. “Welcome to college, Jisung. We’re hanging out tomorrow because I said so.”

It was almost difficult for Jisung to stop smiling around you. He nodded and waved goodbye to both you and Jungwoo. A small thanks was all you heard before he disappeared inside.

Sighing, you and Jungwoo began heading towards any source of food. “Jisung, first year and undeclared major. He’s a family friend of mine.”

“He’s cute. You two look great together.” He winked. You pushed at Jungwoo’s arm playfully to rid any romantic thoughts. Though, it would be an absolute lie you weren’t already having some of your own. Maybe not entirely romantic, but more in a sense that you endearingly cared for him more than you had anticipated.

[afishcalledfatin]

kítrinos - Qian Kun

kitrinos( κίτρινος)  - yellow

pairings: professor!Kun x fem student reader

summary:  meeting Cyan was either a horrible mistake or a blessing in disguise. In a world where soulmates exist, you were starting to believe that yours didn't exist. Not until, you picked yellow from Cyan's book of colours which transported you to another reality where your soulmate's feelings are shown on you when you share the same emotion. Sharing a rare mark made things easier but theres a catch, both of you won't know until the very last moment. What will happen then?

genre: studentxteacher, fluff, angst

warnings: mentions of death, losing eyesight, arguments, swearing

A/N: Hello lovelies! this is for the colours collab made by @neo-cult-ure i’d like to thank everyone for supporting us and i’d also like to thank the other writers for being so lovely and amazing and just being a great bunch of people. also want to thank @fairielightsss​ for proof reading this. to be honest, this isnt greatly written. there will be many  mistakes so bare with me. so i hope i dont offend anyone and i apologise for any mistakes.

P.S: I recommend listening to this which will give you a good feel on the story. i also recommend watching Howl’s Moving Castle to understand some of the references, but if you haven’t then its okay!

As the sky fades into the night sky, your eyelids begin to droop and the attention towards the song had started to slowly make your head spin. The need to finish practising this piece kept you awake in fear of getting into big trouble with your lecturers. You slap your face in an attempt to make yourself stay awake before preparing to play the piano.

"Are you going to continue torturing yourself or should we head back?" Your best friend, Renjun said while walking into the music studio. You chuckled, "I'm almost done. Wanna wait for me?" You asked. He nodded as he sat on the edge of a table making himself comfortable. 

You’ve been practising a song from one of your favourite movies, Howl's Moving Castle but something didn't feel right. Renjun took note that you were taking longer than usual.

"How come you're struggling so much with this song?" Renjun asked. "I'm not saying this in a mean way but I've seen you play,” he said cautiously, not wanting to hurt you with his words. “This song should be easy compared to what you’re used to." He said with a tilt of his head, confusion hinted on his features.

You shrugged while deep in thought, "I know,” you took a deep breath, collecting your thoughts. “I can't explain it but it feels like this piece is missing something." you finally explained. 

He nodded at your words. He didn’t say anything more but you knew he wanted to ask more. You began playing the first few notes before Renjun gasped making you falter in your playing, "What if you were Sophie in your past life?” he said with wide eyes, “Better yet, what if you were the Witch of the Waste?" You stared at him with wide eyes holding confusion. "Really, Renjun?" You narrowed your eyes, not liking the way he was messing around.

"Just kidding." he laughed with eyes holding mischief. You broke down your façade and laughed. Shaking your head, you ended the song frustratedly.

"That's it, I'm continuing tomorrow." You sighed and got up, slinging your bag over your shoulder. 

"Jaemin asked if you wanted to a sleepover?" You nodded excitedly and Renjun cheered as both of you walked out.

Throughout the walk back, you tried to wrap your brain mind around the question, "Why did that song feel different?" you mumbled to yourself. Beside you, Renjun was questioning your unusually quiet behaviour.

When you were offered to play for the school's annual dinner, you were completely overwhelmed and honoured. They gave you a selection of songs but this song attracted you the most.

Why?

The walk was eerie and quiet, you could feel the cold and sharp air pricking at your skin. Renjun stood close to you when you suddenly heard footsteps behind you. 

You turned around and you were greeted by an old lady. You real ed it was a lady named Cyan from when you both met earlier today. She was a funny looking lady who showed you her book of colours. She told you to pick one and you chose yellow. She also mentioned something about a soulmate but you weren't really paying attention.

"Cyan?" You called. The footsteps quickened. 

"What are you-" 

"I'm sorry, sweetie. Everything will make sense soon." She said hurriedly, cutting you off.

"What do you mean?" She smiled and pulled out a pouch from her pocket, blowing a yellow powder onto you. You waved your hands around to try and stop her while Renjun was beside screaming at the old lady but to no avail, the powder dusted your figure. Next thing you knew, everything went black. 

You drummed your fingers across the table, waiting for Jaemin and Renjun to arrive. 

You were the only one in the studio and the silence was driving you mad. With a loud sigh and you reached in and grabbed a chocolate bar from your backpack, unwrapping it. Just as you were going to eat it, the door opened. 

Low and behold it was your favourite lecturer, Professor Qian or more casually known as Kun. It depends on when you're talking to him. Walking to his table and he places his stuff down before realising you were in the studio. 

"I'm hurt Y/N." He starts. You grinned, leaning forward, "Why is that, Kun?" 

"Professor Qian in class, missy." He points.

You rolled your eyes and snorted. "Okay, why are you hurt, Professor Qian?" You repeated. 

"Well, I come in and the first thing I see is your feet on the table and you’re eating a chocolate bar. And you didn't even bother asking if I wanted some." He wipes a fake tear. 

You laughed and jogged to his table, "Aha, but the thing is, sir," you showed the extra bar you brought for him, "I already brought an extra for you." You passed it to him. He chuckled, "Well, won't you look at that. I knew I chose the right favourite student." 

You snorted, "The only reason I'm your favourite student is that I'm the only one playing the piano in this class." You stated. “And secondly if I’m not mistaken Professor Qian,” you continued, eyes holding mischief, “Didn’t you say Jisung was your favourite student last week? And Sara about two days ago?” you hummed, a hand on your chin with a pondering look on your face.

He laughed and shook his head, "I'm guilty. I love all of you equally." He raised both his hands defensively. "Ah, I wanna ask you a question." He walked over to the other side of the table, sitting on the edge of it while facing you. 

"How would you feel about playing with me?" He suddenly said. You raised a brow.

"Wow, Sir, I didn't know you were that adventurous." You wiggled your brows. Kun furrowed his brows, "What are you- OH MY GOD Y/N NO, NOT LIKE THAT." he said embarrassedly, hiding his face in his hands. You burst out into laughter, clutching your stomach as you saw your teacher getting flustered. 

"Geez, Y/N, go clean that brain of yours." He rubbed his temples. You punched his shoulder lightly, sitting next to him on the table. 

"Well, you should've worded it better. It's not every day you hear your professor asking to play with him. Anyways, what did you mean by that?" You asked him. 

"I meant doing a duet performance with me during the annual dinner." He explained. 

"Ahh, I see. What song are we talking about though?" You turned to him.

He rolled up his sleeves and crossed his arms, "I was thinking Merry Go Round Of Life? Y'know the one from Howl's Moving Castle." He sat on the edge of the table.

"I'd love to do it but you could easily do that song alone. Why do you need me?" You asked, genuinely confused. You've seen how Kun plays and it's absolutely amazing. It doesn't make sense why he would need you. 

He scratched the back of his neck, "Well, it is a dinner with both the lecturers and students. I thought it would be cool to have us both play. Plus, imagine the power of both of us playing." He bumped your shoulder with his.

"Are you complimenting my skills?" You asked shock painted on your face. He looked quite taken aback, "Y/N, I'm pretty sure I've made it clear that I'm very impressed with your skills since day one." 

Ah, first class, you remembered when Kun walked in and he did an evaluation test on all of you. 

As both of you walked to class, you were greeted by a squeal. "Renjun! Y/N!" You smiled and ran to Jaemin, giving him a hug.

"How were holidays, babe?" Hewereapped an arm around both of your shoulders. 

"It was nice to go back home, my parents kept pestering us on our soulmates though," Renjun informed. 

"Have you found yours yet?" You asked Jaemin. He smiled softly, looking at you shyly as he nodded slowly. 

You squealed and began jumping with him. "Congratulations, honey!" You hugged him tightly.

"What's she like?" Renjun asked.

"She's so… perfect." he sighed dreamily. You and Renjun began poking fun at him and teasing him.

“What did it feel like?” you asked curiously.

“Not gonna lie, it hurt like a bitch when the mark burnt off but after that everything was amazing,” he explained as you sat in between the two of them. 

"What was your colour?" You asked. 

"It was grey," he said proudly. Renjun snorted, "What were both of you confused about?" he said shaking his head. 

"Well, I was confused about what to order and she was confused about a math question. We suddenly felt the mark stinging and I immediately looked around and there she was, all cute and blushing." He said dreamily.

The door opened and a chill pricked at your skin. You turned around to see an unknown man walking in. You went to sit down with your friends. "I think he's the new lecturer," Jaemin whispered to you. 

"Good morning, everyone. You may call me Professor Qian, I'll be teaching you from now on. So let's start shall we?" He said. 

You heard the chatter of the girls behind you, "oh, Woah, he's really handsome" You grinned, he really was.

He wore a blue button-down shirt with a pair of brown slacks. His brown locks gelled back nicely. Kun The professor looked around the studio and his nerves calmed down, everyone seemed quite friendly. This was his first time teaching and he worried he would make a bad impression. 

"According to Madam Rowena, your previous lecturer, she informed me to do an evaluation test first so that I'll know what level you're all at but I'm pretty sure you're all very advanced, let's start with that." He took out a list from his bag, and he began to read out the names of your classmates.

Everyone had to play a song on their respective instrument. You took note of your classmates looking nervous, trying their best not to mess up.

"Alright, thank you, Ms Seo. Now, Ms Y/L/N?" He looked around.

You raised your hand and walked towards the piano. 

"Are you the only pianist?" He suddenly asked you. 

"Yes, I am." You said nervously. He nodded, signalling for you to proceed. He continued reading the list, pushing his glasses to sit comfortably on the bridge of his nose. You breathed in, immediately pressing the right keys to Victor’s solo in the Corpse Bride. 

His eyes perked up as he watched closely. He watched as you focused on the song and your fingers moved with grace. He could feel the passion wafting off of you as you played. The beautiful tune resonating around the room. 

Your classmates watched in awe, they've always enjoyed watching you play. You were the best in the class after all. To everyone, this was a sweet melody that you knew, but it meant so much more than that. 

It was a painful memory.

As you hit the last note, your breathing turned rapid. Everything was quiet before everyone began clapping and cheering. 

"Thank you, Ms Y/L/N. You may return to your seat." He smiled softly. You nod and return to your seat. 

"You surprised him, Y/N," Jaemin whispered as both of you watched Renjun play his flute. 

"What do you mean?" You asked quietly. 

"Throughout the entire evaluation, he hasn't looked up. Except for when you began playing." he nudged you with his elbow. 

"Sure, Jaem. Sure." You rolled your eyes. 

"So, do you wanna do it?" He asked. You thought about it again. Your mind weighing the pros and cons before coming to a conclusion, "Sure, plus I get to annoy you even more now." You teased as you walked over to your seat. 

"Oh god please protect me from this child." He said out loud.

You were going to counter when Jaemin and Renjun came in, sandwiches in their hands. 

"Professor Qian~" Jaemin bowed. "Good morning!" He said cutely. 

"Morning, Jaemin, Renjun." He smiled back. Jaemin and Renjun walked up to your usual seats, plopping beside you.

"What were both of you doing alone, huh?" Renjun asked. 

"Talking?" You replied. 

Jaemin snorted, "Yeah, and I have three legs." He added. You scowled and pinched his arm causing him to yelp. Soon, the class began to fill up and Kun started teaching.

As class ended, you walked up to Kun and sat on the edge of his table. "So, what day are we practising?" You asked. Kun turned around at the sound of your voice, he loosened his tie and slid his hands into his pockets. 

"It's up to you, kiddo. The dinner is on the 25th." He said nonchalantly. Your eyes widened and your mouth hung open. "Wait, 25th?" You stuttered. He nodded. "That's not too far away!" You squeaked. 

Kun shrugged, "I've seen you master a new song in three days. This is easy for you." He claimed. 

"But Kun, this is a performance in front of many people. Not just the class. Plus, I'm going to be playing with you, how are you so sure I'll be able to keep up with you?" You whined. 

Kun walked closer to you and patted your head, "You'll be fine and you'll do so amazing. Like usual." He reassured you. Your cheeks warmed, "thanks, Kun." You picked at some dust off your sweater. 

"I'll tell you what, we'll practise twice a week. The duration is up to you. We can do it for 20 minutes or 2 hours. I'm okay with anything." You pouted, "Kun, that's not fair on you. I'm pretty sure you're busy as well." 

"Y/N, I'm a single male with a cat and several assignments to check. Do I look like I have plans soon?" He joked. You laughed lightly, "How are the guys and Louis, by the way?" You asked.

"They're great. Xuxi recently adopted a puppy named Bella so the house is a bit noisier than usual." He said. You giggled, "Must be fun." 

“You should visit someday. The boys really miss you,” he said. 

“Sure. how about this Friday?” you asked. He nodded, “Should be fine. Bring Jaemin and Renjun too if you’d like.” 

“I’ll inform them then.” you smiled. 

 You threw your bag over your shoulder, “So, Wednesday?” 

He nodded, crossing his arms over his chest, “Yeah. Want me to bring snacks for you?”

You placed a hand over your heart, “You know me so well. Yes please.” you nodded cutely.

He shook his head, “I’ll see you then, yeah?” he waved. You skipped out of the class, nearly smacking face-first into the door.

"Oops…" you nervously turned and ran out. 

Kun chuckled, shaking his head. "Clumsy girl." He muttered. 

"Nana! Injunnie!" You ran, wrapping your arms around their necks. 

"Wanna follow me to Professor Qian's house this Friday? They’ve recently gotten a puppy." You said. They immediately nodded their heads at your suggestion, "sounds great! We'll bring food as well." Jaemin added.

The three of you hung out for lunch, chatting about any new events that seem to catch your ears. "Oh, what were you and Professor Qian talking about?" Renjun sipped on his hot chocolate.

You grinned, "he asked me to perform with him during the dinner." You beamed.

The two boys clapped excitedly, "That's so cool, Y/N!" They both gave you a side hug.

After talking a bit, Jaemin sighed. "I can't believe we're graduating soon." He said sadly.

"I know right? A few more exams and,” you paused, “we're out." It dawned on you that you wouldn't be able to see them all time like usual. You began tearing up at the thought, "Guys,” you said softly, grabbing both the males’ attention, “Promise me we won't drift apart." You sniffled. 

Renjun and Jaemin pouted, "Oh baby." Renjun got out of his seat to hug you. Jaemin too soon after.

"We promise. Also, we'll still meet up as much as we can. I don't care if it's once a week or month, I just need to see you guys." Jaemin tugged at his sweater sleeves. Before you could finish your lunch, the three of you were a sobbing mess. You loved the two of them so much, they were your best friends. 

You got off your motorbike and sighed before turning the doorknob. You opened the door only to be graced with the familiar sound of to Italian Opera music and the smell of brownies. You tried to sneak upstairs, avoiding getting called.

"Y/N, is that you?" The soft voice asked. You turned slowly, "Yeah, it's me." You stood in the middle of the stairs.

You saw your stepmother walk out the kitchen, cocoa powder on her apron and some flour on her cheek. 

"How was your day, dear?" She asked. You shrugged, "It was okay, I guess." 

Silence. This was your routine every day for two years. She'd ask how your day was and you'd stand awkwardly. 

"I'm gonna head upstairs. I'm tired." You said stuttering between your words, not looking at her.

"Oh, uh yes. Well, there's some brownies on the oven if you'd want me to bring some up?" You shook your head, "It's okay. I'll get them myself." you said politely. Before she could reply you walked into your room, closing the door behind you. 

Your mom passed away when you turned 7, so all that was left was you and your dad. For a very long time. Even then, you remember him not really being around for most of your childhood. You were brought up by your grandmother. Though whenever your dad left for business trips, he would never fail to always bring back a gift for you.

However, you didn’t expect him to bring back a woman on your 20th birthday. Anyways, Not wanting to stay for long, so you called Jaemin and asked if it was okay to sleep over and he agreed.

You walked down the stairs, peeking into the kitchen and grabbing a brownie. You saw her sitting in the living room and you’d thought it would be best to just inform her. She noticed your presence and immediately straightened up.

“Uh, I’m gonna sleep over at Jaemin’s.” you awkwardly scuff your feet against the hardwood floor.

She nodded, “Alright then, stay safe.” she smiled. “Your father will be coming back tomorrow afternoon, by the way.” 

You nodded, “Ah, okay. Thanks for informing me.” you scratch the back of your neck. 

“No problem, Y/N.” she replied.

You head out, starting your motorbike and riding it away from your house. It’s not like you hated her, it’s just hard to accept someone. It doesn’t help that Dad is barely home so things get even more awkward when it’s just the two of you.

Your mom wasn’t there to help you out when you got your first period or for you to talk to when you had your first crush on a boy. The only person who you could talk to about these things was your grandmother who had sadly passed away a year ago. Sometimes, you wish you called her more often to check up on her. 

A tear trickled down your cheek, you sighed. “I miss you so much,” you whispered. 

Upon arriving at your best friends house, you parked your motorbike and knocked on the door.

“Coming!” you heard Renjun running to the door. “Hello again~” Renjun leaned on the door. 

“Hey boo.” you poked his stomach and walked in. “So, what are we going to do tonight?” You asked.

“I would’ve wanted to say drinks but we’re broke so pizza and movies sound good?” Jaemin pointed to the mountain of pillows and boxes of pizza. “It’s perfect.” you beamed.

You changed into the pyjamas you brought and settled into the pillow fort. 

“What are we watching?” you asked. Renjun shrugged, “Nana wanted to watch a rom-com.”

Jaemin came crashing down into the pile of pillows. “We’re watching Sensei Kunshu.” he said excitedly, n,t hesitating to press play.

“What’s it about?” you pulled the blanket over your body as you took a slice of pizza. 

“It’s about a girl who falls in love with her teacher.” Jaemin chomped onto a breadstick.

Thirty minutes in and you can’t help but hide behind the blankets, you loved the movie so far but you had to admit, you got second-hand embarrassment watching the movie.

“AYUHA, PLEASE,” Renjun screamed at the main character along with some incoherent noises. Frustration dripping from his words.

“I need to pee,” you said as you ran towards the toilet. 

As you were walking out, you suddenly felt a buzz, it was Kun. you opened the message to see a document he sent.

“These are the notes for the song! You can try playing it first :)”

You smiled and quickly typed back a response,

Thanks, Kun! I’ll see you soon.”

“What are you smiling about?” Renjun asked he sipped on his drink. “Kun sent me the sheet music for the song we’re going to perform.”

“Ahh, what a fitting movie~,” Jaemin said in a sing-song voice as he wiggled his brows. Your brows knitted, “What?”

Renjun smirked, “You and Professor Qian?” you gasped and plopped in between them. 

“No! he’s like an older brother, friend kinda thing.” you tried to explain.

“I like how that was your reason and not simply because he’s our teacher.” Jaemin giggled.

You pinch his arm lightly, “Shut up.” you pout.

“It’s true though, Y/N. everyone in the class agrees.”

“EXCUSE ME, WHAT?” you shrieked. 

“Let's put it like this, you guys act as if you’ve been engaged for two years and you live in a studio apartment along with your two cats and you travel around the world to perform at concerts,” Renjun stated.

Jaemin began clapping, “Bravo, my boy, bravo.” he pointed “That’s basically how everyone sees you guys.” he drank his cola. “Also, you can’t deny the fact that he has a soft spot for you. He’s already a genuinely nice guy but when it comes to you, it’s on another level. This performance is basically feeding us and our classmates with good content.”

You sat there and thought about it. Yes, you were much closer to Kun then others but you didn’t know your classmates shipped the two of you.

“Whatever, it’s not gonna happen anyways,” you said whilst shaking your head, silencing the both of them. “Plus, we both have our own soulmates.” you pointed out as you reached out and grabbed a slice of pizza.

Renjun was going to argue until he heard your ringtone. 

It was your stepmom. 

Your brows furrowed, “Hello?” you started.

“Hey, Y/N, I know you’re at your friends’ house but you might need to come back soon. By tomorrow morning.”

Your brows knitted, Renjun and Jaemin sat next to you, wondering and waiting on you to tell them what’s going on.

“What? Why?” you asked, a tad bit irritated. 

“Your father is arriving home sooner than expected.” you groaned internally, “How soon?” you asked.

“I think around 8 in the morning?” you rubbed your face, 

“I’ll come back now.” you hung up and slammed your body back onto the pillows.

“Looks like I have to head out, fellas.” you got up and helped them clean up.

“We’re really sorry, Y/N,” they said in unison. You waved them off as you stuffed the last breadstick into your mouth, “It’s okay, guys. Plus, my dad probably wanted to ‘surprise’ us.” you muffled.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, woman.” Jaemin bumped you with his hip.

“Sorry.” you giggle.

After cleaning up, you said goodbye and headed back home.

You carefully got upstairs, she was probably asleep so you didn’t want to wake her up.

You opened the door and plopped onto your bed, turning off the lights and falling fast asleep.

You heard laughter and chatter downstairs as you woke up. You stretched your tired limbs and went down. Your dad was hugging your stepmom and they were just chatting about something.

“Y/N!” he called. You walked down the stairs and greeted him. “Hi, dad.” 

He smiled and immediately went for his bag. “Here you go, I got you this.” 

Like usual, he’ll hand you the gift before asking anything.

In his hand was a black box with a white ribbon on it. You opened it and smiled, “Thank you.” 

“No problem, kiddo. Now, what’s for breakfast?” he turned to your stepmom and held his stomach. They both walked to the kitchen, your father’s hand wrapped around her waist.

In the box was a beautiful, sapphire necklace. You closed the box and walked to the kitchen where your dad was already eating.

She prepared a plate for you, placing it next to your dad. 

You sat down and began eating at the hearty breakfast she prepared. 

"So, how's school?" He starts. You swallow and face him, "everything's going well, my exams are in a few weeks and then I'll be performing at the annual dinner." 

“Wow, really? That’s very exciting!” Lilian praised.

"That's great honey." He says, unimpressed as he checks his phone. 

"Do you have a boyfriend yet?" He suddenly asked. You choked on your toast, drinking a bit of water to ease your throat. 

"Uh, no." you shook your head, “I’ve been really busy so… yeah.”

“When you do, make sure you bring him for dinner.” he points at you with his fork.

It sucked how you couldn’t talk to your dad like old times. It’s not that you didn’t want to but it seemed like he only cared about work and making sure your grades are absolute perfection.

“How about that Jaemin boy? Or Renjun? They’re from very good families.” he asked. Your stepmom walked behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders, “Sweetie, they’re her friends. Also, you should always wait for your soulmate when the time comes.”

You’re lost for words and you couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.

“Uh, I have to get ready for class.” you shuffled out of your seat. 

When you entered your room, you leaned against the door and let out a long sigh. 

It's like I don't know you anymore...

Kun sat at the counter, stirring his coffee. 

I hope the song works this time, he thought.

Kun furiously pressed at the keys, getting agitated by the silly mistakes he seemed to have made. He was going to reach the end but he accidentally pressed a different note, causing him to groan. 

"What's up with you?" Sicheng walked towards his roommate. "You've been at it for 3 hours now." He leaned against Kun's piano in his room. 

"Sorry, must've been really noisy huh?" He asked Sicheng apologetically. Sicheng waved him off, "Pft, it's okay. They're much noisier downstairs." 

They laughed a little before Sicheng sat next to him. "What seems to be the problem?" He asked Kun. 

Kun sighs, "I know this might sound weird but for some reason, this song doesn't feel… complete to me? I don't know how to explain it but it feels like I'm just pressing notes rather than actually feeling the song. I can’t seem to play it at all." 

Sicheng's brows knitted, "Have you tried playing with someone?" Sicheng asked. 

Kun nodded, "I played it with Johnny, Taeil, Doyoung and all those tries failed as well. I don't know who else to ask." He rubbed the back of his neck. 

"Okay, c'mon let's try." Kun excitedly nodded at Sicheng's suggestion. Maybe he just needed someone he was a lot closer to. 

The song started out smoothly, like usual but then suddenly, both of them played the wrong key. 

"Huh…" Sicheng placed his hands on his hips. 

"Exactly. It's always there." Kun got up and sat on his bed. 

"Maybe… change the song?" Sicheng suggested. Kun shook his head defiantly, "No, there's something about this song and I can't put my finger on it. It's stressing me out. I could easily play that… I just don't know why I can't right now." He ran his fingers through his brown locks. 

Sicheng leaned against the piano, "How about playing with your students?" He asked.

"Y/N is the only one who plays the piano right?" He pointed out. "Why don't you try with her?" He smiled. 

"Actually… that's not a bad idea." He stood up and paced around the room. 

"I'm going to ask her. If the song still fails, I'll change the song." 

"Kun? KUN!" he heard the loudest clap ringing in his ears. He turned and saw Yukhei who was pressing Bella to his chest, staring at him worriedly.

"Oh, hey Xuxi. What's up?" He asked, still quite dazed. 

"Uh, you're gonna be late for your class, again." He pointed to the clock on the wall. 

Kun's eyes widened, he ran out the kitchen, suitcase and keys in hand.

"SHIT, SHIT, SHIT." he repeated as he started his car. 

"Kun, your coffee!" Yukhei stood by the doorway with the mug in hand. 

Kun waved him off, "You can have it, man." He yelled before speeding off. 

Kun ran, making sure he wasn't too late. He kept checking his watch over and over until he bumped into another body.

"Oomph!" The voice squeaked. He turned around and saw Y/N on the floor, rubbing her back.

"Oh thank god it's just you." He breathed. 

You scoff, "Are you late, again?" You got up, feeling a bit sore from landing on your butt. "Also, what's that supposed to mean?" You poked at his chest. 

"Yes, and it means I won't be awkwardly apologising to some random student I've never met before." He brushed the dust off his pants. "So, I'm sorry and I'll buy you snacks. See you later, byeee!" He said as he ran off to his class. 

You shook your head, smiling a little. 

"Silly professor." 

Your music history class had ended and you stretched your stiff limbs. 

"I love music history but Miss Leanne makes it so… miserable." Renjun rubbed his sleepy eyes. 

You snicker, "same. I'm pretty sure I nearly dozed off twice." You yawn. 

"Y/N, are you coming over later?" Jaemin asked. You shook your head, "I don't think so, bubs. I have practice with Professor Qian and my dad is home so he probably wants to 'spend time' together." You rolled your eyes.

Jaemin pats your back, "He's still at it, huh?" 

You nod angrily, "he always complains how I never want to spend time with them but when we do, he's always on his phone leaving me and my stepmom to talk." You rant. 

"But you don't talk to your stepmom?" Renjun pointed out.

"Exactly! Do you know how awkward it was? Also, this morning he asked me if I had a boyfriend and told me to date either one of you." 

Their eyes widened, "Sweetie, I love you but I'm taken." Jaemin pointed at where his mark once was. 

"Yeah, I love you too but you're like a sister to me." Renjun shrugged. "I can't imagine dating you." He admitted. 

"THANK YOU! Now, tell my dad that." You groaned.

You checked your wristwatch and it was almost time for practice. You pat both of their shoulders, "I've got practice in a few minutes. Wanna call later?" You asked. 

They nodded, "Is it okay if Minseo joins? She's visiting us." Jaemin asked. 

You nodded, "of course! Also, tell her I'm really sorry for not being able to meet her properly, I swear after graduation both of us are gonna go on dates without you." You winked. 

Jaemin looked incredibly offended, "It's bad enough that both of you gossip about everything. Now, this. I feel so betrayed, my best friend and girlfriend." He grasped his chest, leaning onto Renjun.

"There, there, bud. You have me." Renjun patted his shoulder.

You laughed, walking towards the opposite direction, "I'll talk to you guys later!" You waved and jogged towards the studio. 

Walking into the studio, you saw Kun with his eyes shut and earphones in, on his chair with his feet propped on the table. 

You giggle softly, walking up towards him and tapping him lightly. 

"Professor Qian?" surprisingly, your light tap caused him to wake up in shock.

"Fuck!" He yelled right before falling off his chair. You panicked and quickly helped him up. 

"Jeez Y/N, you gave me a heart attack." He uttered. 

"Sorry about that." You grinned mischievously. You noticed his face and sluggish movements. "Are you okay? You don't look so well." You commented. 

He smiled, "I'm fine. I just haven't had any coffee today so I'm a bit sleepier than usual." Your mouth formed an 'o' until you remembered you had a thermos of coffee. 

You pulled out the metal thermos and poured some into the cup. You handed it to him, "Here! I usually give this to Jaemin and Renjun to drink but it won't hurt if you had some." You smiled. 

He chuckled, "Thank you, Y/N." He took the small cup and sipped on the warm liquid. 

"Ah, just what I needed." A few more sips and he looked a bit more energetic. 

"Are you ready for practice?" He asked you. You nod excitedly, "Sir, yes sir!" You salute. 

Both of you shared a laugh before heading to the grand piano. 

You took out the sheet music you printed earlier and arranged it on the music rack. 

"Have you played the song yet?" He asked. You shook your head, "Nope, sorry." You apologised. He bumped his shoulder with yours, "It's okay." 

Truthfully, Kun was nervous. He really wanted to play this piece. Why? He had no clue. It just felt right. 

He silently prayed it would finally work. 

You looked over the notes a few times, processing each bar and note. 

"Ready?" He asked. You nod, your eyes not tearing away from the sheet music. 

He began playing first and eventually you followed along. 

So far so good. He thought

The song began to form a sweet and beautiful melody that resonated around the room. Both hands working together in harmony. 

It was reaching the part where Kun would always fail but both of you went through it swiftly, not a mistake in sight. Kun's eyes widened as he couldn't hide his wide smile. 

Y/N was too focused on the song to realise her partner's reaction. As the song came to an end, both bodies began breathing heavily, as if they were dancing together. 

Kun turned to you with a full-blown smile. "I don't think we'll need that much practice. That was incredible!" He cheered. 

You laughed at your professor's cute reaction. "Surprisingly, yes. We did quite well for a first try." You agreed. 

Kun couldn't believe it. All this time, he was struggling to play this song alone or with someone else when really all he needed was you. 

"This calls for a celebration!" He clapped. He ran out of the studio, stopping by the door "Wait here!" He said excitedly. 

You giggled as you watched him run off somewhere. You sat in the studio, looking around and realising that soon, you won't be coming here anymore. 

You won't be having music evaluations all the time, or you won't get to play together as a class anymore.

And most importantly, you won't get to see Kun anymore. 

Your heart suddenly clenched at the sudden thought, you placed a hand on your chest and rubbed it to ease the tight feeling. 

Although Kun was your professor, he has always been more to you. 

An older brother? A friend? A guardian angel?

He would always listen to whatever you had to talk about, he basically knew everything about you except for your family situation. 

"Snacks for my prized student!" He ran in, bags of different kinds of snacks in hand. 

You let out a loud laugh, watching as he ran in. 

He sat down on the floor and opened the bags and placed it towards you. "Here you go!" 

Both of you began chowing down on the junks and you noticed how it was a bit too quiet for your liking. 

"Wanna play 20 questions?" You suggested. He nodded, "sounds good." He popped a chip into his mouth. "You go first." He said. 

"Okay… your favourite time of the year?" You asked. He thought about it and snapped his fingers, "I really enjoy the springtime. Everything is in bloom and the weather is just right." He explained. 

"Alright, how are you always arriving to class so much earlier than everyone else?" He asked. 

You took a piece of popcorn, "Uhm… I just like to get out of my house as fast as possible." You uttered. Kun's playful expression soon changed to a more serious and worried one. 

"What do you mean by that?" He asked. You threw a piece of popcorn to him. "That's two questions, sir. My turn first." You joked. He rolled his eyes playfully as he threw a piece of popcorn in the air and catching it with his mouth. 

"Your thoughts on soulmates and the process of finding them." You asked. 

Kun straightened up. This topic has always been a bit touchy for him and it wasn't because he doesn't believe in it but it's because he can't find his soulmate mark. He's checked every inch of his body and it was nowhere to be seen. 

"I think… soulmates are a fascinating concept. Just the thought that there's someone out there for you who will make you feel whole and loved till the end of your days is just so beautiful."

"As for the process, I wish it was easier. I wish it was something more noticeable, y' know?" 

You stared at Kun. You've never seen this side of him and you're glad you did. Kun played around with his shoelaces, a simple and cute action.

"Okay, my turn. Same question, why do you like leaving your house early?" He asked. 

You sighed, "I promised myself not to drag you into this but since you asked," you breathed out. "My relationship with my dad and step-mom is kind of… awkward." you started.

"You see, it's not like they're mean to me or anything, it's just that I wasn't really close to my dad, to begin with, and he married a lady two years ago and well, it's especially worse whenever he leaves for trips." You explained. 

"And whenever I do see my dad, it's always about work. It's really difficult for me to hold a proper conversation with them." you drank a bit of Sprite. 

"So, in short, you don't hate them, you're just not close to them…?" He asked. You nodded, "Basically." 

"Ah, I see." He continued. "What's your stepmom like?" He asked. 

You shrugged, "She's nice and all but I've never experienced a proper mother and daughter relationship so maybe that's why it's a bit hard for me to accept her. The only motherly figure I had was my grandma." 

He nodded, "That's understandable but you should give her a chance. Maybe get to know her a bit. She could be a great person." He suggested. 

You shrugged, "One day, I'll try." You said. He nodded, “Slowly but surely, Y/N.”

Many questions later and soon both of you were sprawled on the floor, full of junk food. 

"I feel so… bloated." You said. He burped, "Yeah." He agreed. 

You turned over to face him, "If someone were to pass by, they'd think we're friends and not teacher and student." You joked.

His brows furrowed as he turned to face you, his face slightly closer to yours. 

"Aren't we friends though?" He turned to you. You stared into those beautiful, brown eyes and smiled softly. 

All this time, you never knew Kun saw you as a friend. You always just thought he saw you as a friendly student but now that he said that, you couldn't help but feel your heart swell.

"Yeah, I guess we are." 

You reached home, your body still feeling a little giddy from earlier. You didn't know what it was but the way he stared at you made you feel a certain way. 

Before opening the door, you sighed. You began patting your face.

"Y/N, he probably has a soulmate and you have yours. We can't ruin the process just because of some stupid crush you have. C'mon girly, push those feelings aside for now. He's just being friendly." You told yourself. 

Walking into the house, you heard the same Italian opera but this time you heard laughter. You walked towards the laughter and saw your father and stepmom slow dancing. 

You wanted to leave them to it but you couldn't help but watch. Something about the way your father was softly caressing her hair as she rested her head on his chest made your chest warm a little. 

"Oh Y/N!" Your stepmom noticed your presence.

"Uh hi." You waved. Her cheeks were turning a soft shade of pink while your dad couldn't help but laugh. 

"No, no, keep going. Don't let me be the reason for you guys to stop. I'll be upstairs." You teased lightly as you walked up. You turned on your computer and waited for Jaemin and Renjun.

"Hey bubs, how was practice?" Renjun asked. 

You sigh, a longing looks evident on her face, “It was good." 

Kun reached home excitedly, wanting to tell Sicheng about Y/N.

"Dong Sicheng!" He called. Sicheng who was working in the kitchen peeked through the walkway, "Oh hey Kun." He walked towards Kun, keeping his glasses in his pocket. 

Kun gave Sicheng a big hug, "it worked, Y/N helped me finish the song." He said. Sicheng smiled and patted Kun's back. 

Kun began telling Sicheng about everything that happened and Sicheng noticed how there were crows feet forming at the side of Kun's eyes and how he was smiling so much.

And Kun wasn't just talking about the earlier events but he was talking about how amazing you are, as a person. 

Sicheng grinned and thought to himself, for the first time ever, Kun actually likes someone.

"So, he got your snacks after class? That's so nice!" Jaemin pouted. 

"I'll buy you snacks, love." Minseo kissed his cheek. 

Renjun made a face, "I've never felt more single." He sighed. 

You let out a laugh, "It's okay, me too." you reassured Renjun. Jaemin smacked Renjun on the back, “Dude, don’t worry she’s out there somewhere! You just gotta keep hoping and never stop believing” Jaemin gave him a side hug, “Also, here!” he gave a fat kiss on Renjun’s cheek.

“OH MY GOD JAEMIN, WHY?” Renjun screeched. Jaemin grinned, proud of himself, “You needed some love and I gave it.” he said.

Minseo looked at you and you turned to her, shaking your head. “Do you now know what I have to deal with every day?” you pointed. Minseo giggled and nodded, “They are quite a handful.” she agreed.

“You too, Y/N. Don’t give up, be patient, and hope for the best.” Renjun finally pushed Jaemin’s face away and smiled. The corner of your lip raised slightly.

“AND BY THE BEST, HE MEANS PROFESSOR QIAN!” Jaemin pushed Renjun out of the frame.

You groaned and gave yourself a facepalm, “Really, Nana?” you shook your head.

 Just as you were going to continue, you heard a faint knock on your door.

“Come in.” you press mute on your mic. Your stepmom walked in with a plate of cookies.

“Hi, dear. I made these earlier. I thought maybe you’d like to try some.” she handed the plate to you. You smiled softly, “Thank you, Lilian.” you thanked her. Her eyes widened and she tried to hide her wide smile. 

“I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything, okay? Your father had gone to play golf with a few friends.” you chuckled, “What’s new?” you joked and she laughed along. 

The door closed and you turned to the screen, Renjun and Jaemin watching you with their eyes widened and mouths hanging.

“Did… did you just have a proper conversation with her?” Renjun asked, clearly shocked. You shrugged, “She came all the way up here to give me cookies, plus, I was just thanking her.” you bit into one and it was absolutely delicious.

Slowly but surely.

“Kun, this part is a bit confusing. Can we try again?” you asked. Kun nodded and the both of you were playing again and again but something was missing.

It wasn’t the same as the first day and both of you knew it. “What are we doing wrong?” you whispered.

“You noticed too, huh?” he asked, sweat trickling down his forehead. You nodded with scrunched brows. “I don’t get it, we were playing just fine the other day.” 

You breathed out and looked over the music sheets. “This is the fifth time we tried. What could it be?” 

Kun stood behind Y/N and stared at the piano, he was trying to figure out the solution to this.

A sudden knock scared the both of you, “Mr Qian?”, Mr Micheals, the music therapy teacher peeked into the room.

“Oh, Agus, how can I help you?” he turned. Professor Micheals didn’t seem to realise that you were there.

“I actually need you for a few minutes.” he gave Kun a knowing look. Kun’s eyes widened and he nodded, “I’ll be out in a sec,” he told Professor Micheals. 

He turned to you and he gave an apologetic look, “Y/N, I’m really sorry-”

“Wait what, no, no you don’t have to apologise. I’ll figure out what’s wrong with the song.” she smiled cutely.

He poked her cheek and grinned, running out of the studio.

She placed a hand on her cheek, at where he touched. The sudden action causing her to smile shyly, internally squealing.

She began to play the song but this time, it was much worse. On the first day, the song felt light and smooth. It was as if you were in the movie and experiencing all the magic. It was as if you were in the flower field with… him.

But today it was empty and it didn’t give you the same feeling. Why did Kun choose this song?

You decided to play a different song, for the time being. The piano solo played by Victor in Corpse Bride, your favourite.

Kun and Agus were going to walk in when he heard Y/N play a different song. She calmly pressed at the keys, the notes probably engraved in her mind.

Kun recognised the song, it was the song that caught his attention on the first day of class. The morning was cold and he was rather sleepy and would rather like to sleep in but alas, he was in the studio, having an evaluation test that was requested by their previous lecturer.

When he first called out Y/N, he didn’t think too much of her. Yes, she was very pretty and the beige overalls she wore on that day were very cute but that was all. 

It was no wonder, everyone seemed so excited to watch her play. She was… breathtakingly stunning.

And throughout that entire class, he looked up to see the young student show her talents. He looked around and noticed how engrossed her peers were as she played the song.

He was expecting to hear a classic but till this day, she has never once failed to surprise her. 

Kun watched as she played the same song, just like the first time, her expression was sad and you could tell the song meant something to her. But what?

“She really is a talented student. No wonder you chose her to play along with you.” Agus praised as he too watched by the doorway.

“Yeah, she’s incredible.”

There was a small but growing feeling in his heart that maybe, just maybe, Y/N was always meant to play this song with him all along. He didn’t need anyone else. It has always been her. 

But his heart sank at the harsh reality that someone better is out there waiting for her.

“So… why did Professor Micheals call you?” you asked. “Did you get into trouble?” you asked seriously.

He shook his head, “Mr Micheals was just informing me of something.” he waved the topic off. 

The walk to the parking lot was quiet, you were going to his house with Jaemin and Renjun a bit later. 

He walked you to your motorbike and you turned to him, "Thanks for walking me." You thanked him. He nodded, "it's the least I could do since I made you stay back." He said. 

You were going to get on but you turned to him. "We'll figure it out. I know we will." You looked at him with determination. 

"That's what I like to hear. I'll see you soon, Y/N." He spun on his heel and walked to his car. 

You smiled to yourself and wore your jacket and helmet. You made an order this morning at Kun's favourite noodle place across town. He told you he loved going there but he never had time to go. You thought it would be a nice surprise. 

You weren't planning on staying home for long, just needed a quick shower and a change of clothes.

"I'm home." You shut the door. Lilian walked in, wiping her hands with a towel. 

"Welcome home, dear." She said before massaging her head softly.

You walked towards her, "Are you alright?" You hesitantly asked. She nodded, "Of course, dear." She smiled.

"Are you sure? I have some medicine in my room if you'd like?" You offered. She shook her head, "I'm fine, Y/N. Just a little dizzy." 

You nodded, "Where's dad?" You asked. She sighed, "He had to attend a meeting in town." 

She looked down at the bags of food in your hands. 

She pointed at them, "I'm guessing you're going to Jaemin and Renjun's?" She grinned.

You shook your head, "It's a different friend. He and his housemates recently got a dog and he asked if we'd like to visit." You explained. 

She nodded and smiled, "I see. Well, tell the boys I said hi and be safe, okay?" She smiled one last time before turning around to the living room. 

You smiled, slowly but surely.

You walked to the kitchen counter and took out the two tupperwares of noodles you got for them. You got your dad's favourite beef noodle soup and potato and beef noodles. 

You took a post-it and wrote,

"bought you guys some food! I hope you like them, I might be home a bit late. :))" 

You ran to your room and took a quick shower and changed into a black turtleneck and tucked it into a pair of high waisted, beige pants.

You wore the necklace your dad bought for you and let your hair down. 

You looked at yourself, pretty proud of the look. Your eyes glanced to your medicine box. You smiled and took out the medicine that has helped you for coughing and headaches. You took your bag and skipped down the stairs. You walked back to the kitchen and placing the medicine on the note. 

You grabbed the food and placed it in between your legs as you started your motorbike. 

You heard the chatter and laughter outside their house and pressed the doorbell. 

The door opened and you were greeted by Yangyang. 

"Yangyang!" You squealed as you attacked him in a hug. 

"Hey, Y/N! Come on in, Jaemin and Renjun just arrived." You walked in and saw that everyone was preparing the food. 

"Everyone, Y/N is here!" Yangyang announced. 

Yukhei came running for you, picking you up and twirling you around. You laughed loudly, "Ah, it's good to see you again!" Yukhei gave one last squeeze. 

"I haven't seen you guys in so long." You smiled at the noisy but welcoming atmosphere. 

Xiaojun came in, Bella in his arms while Louis was playing around Hendery's feet. 

You squealed, "Oh my god, she's so small!" Xiaojun handed her to you.

You gave the puppy kisses, earning an adorable whine. You awe and tickled her little round belly.

"Okay, who is ready for some- Woah." Kun walked out of the kitchen, looking at you. 

He looked at you and his heart did a few turns. 

And the fact that you were being extremely adorable with Bella made it even better. 

You turned to Kun and waved at him. He wore a navy collared shirt, loosely tucked into a pair of black pants. 

You couldn't help but giggle at the pink mittens he was wearing. You placed Bella down and walked up to him.

"Look what I got for you!" You lifted the bag. He gasped, "But their shop is halfway across town!" His eyes widened. 

You nodded, "It's a quick trip if you go by motorbike. Plus, take it as a thank you." You handed it to him. 

He raised a brow, "what for?" He asked. 

"Well, firstly the snacks and well, for being an amazing teacher and friend." You smiled, giving him a hug. 

Before Kun could react, you walked to Renjun and Jaemin who were talking to Xiaojun and Yukhei. 

His face warmed and he ran to the kitchen where Sicheng was preparing the plates and cups. 

"What's up with you?" Sicheng asked. Kun jumped and shook his head, "Nothing, just a bit warm out there." 

Sicheng peeked outside and smirked when he saw Y/N. 

"Ah, I see. Well, I'll make sure to decrease the temperature then." He said cheekily as he walked out. 

Soon all of you were sitting around the living room and chowing down on all the good food. 

"Whoever made this, can I marry you?" You muttered without thinking.

Kun's eyes widened. Sicheng began cackling to the point he was coughing. 

"Kun made this! It's his speciality." Ten pointed at the beef and vegetable dish on the table. Your mouth fell and you turned to your two best friends who were holding in their laughter.

"Oh, uhm… it's really good!" You smiled awkwardly. 

"Thank you, Y/N." Kun looked down, hiding the now obvious red blush on his face.

It was nice seeing everyone talking, eating and overall enjoying each other's company. 

You were currently having a nice cup of coffee with Sicheng talking about random topics.

"How's practice going?" He asked. "It's been okay, I guess." 

Sicheng placed his mug down, "oh, you don't sound so pleased." He stated.

You shook your head, "no, no. Everything is good but in our recent practice sessions, the music just doesn't feel right." You explained.

"Y'know when you do something and it's perfect but for some reason, you can't do it ever again? That's what's been going on." Sicheng nodded as you spoke. 

"I can tell Kun is getting stressed out by it. He tends to blame himself for it but it's not his fault at all. I don't think I'm the right person for this." You continued.

Sicheng turned and saw Kun playing a board game with Jaemin and Hendery. 

He sighed and turned to you, "I don't know if he ever wanted to tell you this but… he's been stressed out over this song even before you played it together." 

You tilt your head to the side, "What do you mean?" 

"Kun hasn't been able to play this song by himself or with anyone else. It's like a block, he can't pass it no matter what."

"He had played it with a few other people, including myself but it never worked." 

"So, when I suggested playing it with you, he wasn't so hopeful at first. It's not because he doesn't believe in you but it's because he genuinely thought he could never play this song. When he came home telling me that you were the right person, he was beyond happy." 

"Y/N, you are the right person." He placed a hand on your shoulder. 

You parked your motorbike out at the garage and walked in. After the little talk you had with Sicheng, it made you think. Why am I so special? How come it only worked with me? 

You walked into the house and stopped dead in your tracks. You spotted Lilian unconscious in the living room. 

"Oh my god, Lilian!" You ran to her, dropping your bag on the floor. You began slapping her face lightly, trying to wake her up. 

She was still breathing but it was very slow. You quickly called an ambulance. They gave you instructions to try and wake her up but nothing seemed to have worked. 

Soon, you heard the sirens outside your house and the paramedics ran in.

"How long has she been unconscious?" They asked. You shook your head, "I-I don't know. I just got back." You stuttered. 

They took her out and you follow behind on your motorbike. 

She was brought into the ER and you were told to wait outside. You quickly called your dad, freaking out. 

"Hello? What's the matter?" Your dad asked, slightly annoyed. 

"D-dad… please come to the hospital. Something happened to Lilian." 

He was silent before he hung up. You waited and waited and waited. No one has come out to tell you what happened. 

Your dad rushed in, looking everywhere. 

"Dad!" You ran to him. 

For the first time in years, your dad gave you a proper hug. 

"Where is she? What happened?" He asked. 

"The doctors are still checking up on her." You said. 

"Miss Y/N?" You heard someone call you. You turned and pulled your dad with you. 

"Yes, that's me." You declared. 

"Well, the good news is she's awake. She experienced a sudden drop in her blood pressure. Do you know if she's had that problem before?" The doctor asked. 

You shook your head, so did your dad. "Well, it would be best if she stays in the hospital for a while. We would just like to observe her since she's never had this problem before." He informed him. 

"Ah, thank you, doctor." You bowed a little.

Your dad turned to you as soon as the doctor left. 

"Why didn't you call me sooner?" He asked, pain in his voice. 

"I came home and she was already on the floor." You said. Before you explained further, your dad turned you to face him.

"What? You weren't at home?" He asked, his face hardening. 

"Well, yeah. I got home and I even bought you guys food. I told her that I was leaving and she told me to stay safe." You explained.

"Was she already different before?" He asked.

"She did complain about a headache but she told me not to worry about it." You added. 

Your dad's brows furrowed, "You're telling me you left her alone even when you already noticed she wasn't feeling well?" He raised his voice.

"Y-yes. She said I could go." You tried to reason. 

"That doesn't matter, Y/N! That was very irresponsible of you. What would've happened if it was worse, huh? Gosh, you only think of yourself." He yelled. 

"I get it, you don't like her but seriously, this bad?!" 

Some people were already looking at you. "Dad, please not here. People are staring." You whispered. 

"Do I look like I care? How could you do that, Y/N?" He grabbed you by the arm. 

Your eyes turned glassy, blurred by the tears. You were angry but also sad at the fact that he somehow twisted it to be your fault. 

"You wanna lecture me about being selfish? What about you? You went out to play golf with your friends! You're barely home, to begin with, and when you are you don’t care about us, About me!" You yelled back.

"Don't you ever think about how I feel, huh? You came home on my birthday, suddenly announcing you were getting married again and you didn't even ask if I was okay with that!" 

"I don't even feel like I'm at home anymore. I wish grandma was still alive so I could've lived with her instead of being stuck the both of you." You pulled your arm away. "At least, she actually loved me. You could've at least pretended like you actually cared and not just use me to brag to your friends." 

"Y/N…" he sounded hurt, maybe a bit regretful but you didn't care.

"No, don't. Just leave me alone. That's what you're good at, right?" You hissed as you ran out of the ER. 

You got onto your motorbike, starting it with tears streaming down your face. 

"I can't go home." You muttered. 

You stopped by a building and called Jaemin. 

The number you're trying to reach is currently busy. Please try again.

You pressed Renjun’s number this time and it was the same. 

Whose place could you stay at for now?

Then suddenly, the very person you knew you needed the most popped up on your mind. 

You pressed his number, silently praying he'd pick up. 

"Miss me already?" He answered in a playful manner. You let out a sigh of relief. 

"Kun?" Your voice broke a bit. 

Kun shifted from his seat. "Y/N… what's wrong?" He asked, noticing the sound of sniffling.

"I… can I come over?" She asked. 

"Of course, where are you? I'll come to get you." He stood up.

"N-no, it's okay. I'll be there in a few minutes. I need to get some stuff anyway."

She hung up and Kun immediately ran to the guest room. Hendery and Xiaojun who were up were curious about the noise and checked on Kun.

"Everything okay here?" Hendery asked. 

"Y/N's staying over." Was all Kun said as he replaced the bed sheets and pillowcases. 

"Wait what? Is that allowed?" Xiaojun asked.

Kun stopped whatever he was doing and thought about it. 

"No… it isn't but she sounded like she needs help and I hope you guys are okay with that." 

"Oh dude, of course, we are. I'm just worried that it would affect both of you, y' know since she's your student." Xiaojun explained himself. 

Kun had forgotten that Y/N was his student. They were both so comfortable with each other, they just sought like close friends. 

"Thanks, Xiaojun." He smiled. "And we just have to pray nobody finds out."

Xiaojun and Hendery helped Kun tidy the room up when Sicheng suddenly walked in.

"What's going on?" He asked, clearly confused.

"Y/N is coming." Hendery simply answered as he pulled the bed sheet to straighten it.

Sicheng turned to Kun. "This late?" He crossed his hands over his chest. 

"Yeah, seemed pretty serious." He replied.

Sicheng smirked again, "I see, I see. No funny business, now Kun." Sicheng turned around as he walked out.

Wait for what? He paused.

"How did you - oh fuck." He plopped on the bed. Was he that obvious?

Xiaojun cocked his head and turned to Kun, who was really questioning everything.

"No…" Xiaojun covered his mouth. "NO FUCKING WAY!" he said. 

"Can you quiet down?" Kun smacked his shoulder. 

"THIS MAKES ME WORRY EVEN MORE." he pointed at Kun. 

Hendery who was still confused finally caught on. "OH MY GOD, YOU LIKE HER DON'T YOU?" Hendery screamed. "Why didn't you tell us?" He asked as he giggled. 

"Because I knew you'd react that way." He sighed as he rubbed his face.

"Whatever, we'll talk about this another time. She'll be here anytime now and-" they froze as the doorbell went off. 

Kun pushed Hendery out of the way and ran down the stairs. 

He quickly opened the door and his heart dropped. 

Y/N's was clearly red and puffy from crying, she had some makeup smudged and she looked like she could barely talk.

Kun pulled her into the house, giving her a tight hug. 

This was the second hug they shared in one day. The first one was quick and barely meant anything but this one, was warmth and worry.

"C'mon." He tried to pull away but Y/N pulled him back and wrapped her hands around his waist.

"Wait… a bit longer please." She whispered. Kun sighed and hugged her even tighter. 

He placed his chin on the top of her head while she rested her cheek on his warm chest. 

She finally pulled away and looked up. "Thank you." Was all she said. 

He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "Anything for you." He smiled. 

Both of them walked up to the guest room and Kun let her settle in.

Kun walked into his bedroom, sitting on his bed before finally lying down.

So many thoughts were going through his head but he had to wait for her to open up when she was comfortable enough.

You heard the soft chatter and bustle downstairs and you thought it was best to get up and freshen up a bit.

You looked into the mirror and hissed at your appearance. Your eyes had gotten red and puffy from all that crying. You didn’t even bother washing your face before passing out.

Kun had prepared quite a big breakfast since it was the weekend. Yukhei walked in, still in a robe as he yawned.

“There’s so much food!” he said excitedly. Sicheng drank his tea, “We had a late-night guest and Kun wants her to feel very welcomed.” Sicheng opened the newspapers and crossed his legs.

Kun came behind Sicheng and smacked the back of his head, “Quit it, yeah?” he said with clenched teeth.

“Can’t help it, Kun. It's the first time you’ve ever liked a girl. The best part is that all of us know her.” Hendery defended Sicheng as he grabbed a piece of toast.

“Woah, Woah, Kun likes someone? And we’ve met her? And she’s here?” Yukhei questioned. Hendery nodded and Sicheng smirked.

Kun groaned, “Seriously guys? Stop it, it’s never gonna happen.” he waved his spatula in the air.

“Who is it?” Yukhei whined.

“How are you so sure it will never happen?” Sicheng countered.

“Because she doesn’t feel the same? And it’s wrong in many ways like firstly, I’m her lecturer and two, she probably has a soulmate.”

“Who is it??” Yukhei kept asking, jumping around in his seat.

“How is it wrong if it’s true love?” Hendery replied.

“Because it would be true love if it went both ways. She doesn’t like me like that, now drop. It.” Kun said seriously.

“FOR FUCK SAKE WHO IS THIS GIRL?” Yukhei finally stood up and yelled.

“What’s going on?” they heard a small voice. Yukhei turned around and froze. 

He slowly turned to Kun, shock evident in his face. He began stuttering and pointing at Y/N.

Before he could say anything Xiaojun swiftly covered his mouth and pulled him to the kitchen. Kun smiled awkwardly, “Uhm, I’ll go get the rest of the food.” He scratched the back of his neck before running into the kitchen.

Upon Kun’s arrival, Yukhei began to freak out.

“KUN, WHAT THE FUCK?” Lucas nearly screamed before the two other shushed him.

“I know but it’s complicated, okay?” Kun replied back.

“No, I meant WHAT THE FUCK WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME SOONER?” he repeatedly smacked Kun on the back.

“How come they got to know before I did?” he asked, slightly offended. 

“Wh..what?? You’re mad because of that?” his shoulders drooped. Yukhei nodded, “Yeah man. I always had a feeling that there was something going on between the two of you. Like, have you seen the way both of you interact?”

Kun sighed as he leaned against the counter, “I thought you were disappointed in me.” Kun confessed.

“Why would I be disappointed? I mean, I’m lowkey worried if you get fired but you’re both grown adults, you’re only four years older than her. Plus, what if she was your soulmate?” Yukhei questions.

Kun looked taken aback. If Y/n was his soulmate, he was pretty sure they would’ve realised by now. 

“Don’t give me hope,” Kun muttered.

“No, seriously think about it. What if Y/N do like you too but you can’t see it? Stop putting yourself down like that.” Yukhei walked up to Kun and placed a hand on his shoulder. 

“Thanks, Yukhei but I highly doubt it. Now, c’mon before they get curious.” he walked out.

Y/N bit into the slice of buttered toast and hummed at the warm and melted butter.

“You okay, kiddo?” Sicheng rested his arms on the table.

You shrugged, “I don’t know. I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to go back home for a bit.”

“Hey, it’s okay. Just stay here until you feel ready to go back.”

“Thank you, Sicheng.” you smiled warmly.

Kun finally walked out and this was the most casual you’ve ever seen him. He wore a white sweater paired with black sweats. 

“Morning.” he greeted. You smiled, “Morning, Kun.” he took the seat next to yours.

“So, what do you guys usually do on the weekends?” you asked.

Hendery shrugged, “we usually hang out and do our own thing. Sometimes, we go out together.” you nodded, chewing slowly on your toast.

“We weren’t planning on doing much this weekend though. So it might get a bit boring.” Yukhei mentioned.

“It’s alright. I’ll probably play with Bella and Louis if I’m bored.” you smiled. 

“You can call Jaemin and Renjun if you like,” Sicheng added.

“Oh no, they’ve gone to Jaemin’s hometown for the weekend. Jaemin wanted to introduce his soulmate to his parents,” you said. “Renjun followed for support.” 

The men all awed, “That’s really nice. Tell him we wish him good luck.” Hendery exclaimed.

You began talking with everyone comfortably, smiling and laughing once in a while.

Kun smiled at how perfectly you fit into this situation. Having breakfast with him and his best friends, chatting about, quite sleepily.

And it made him wonder, would life be this great if Y/N stayed in it?

Y/N turned to Kun who was adding his inputs once in a while, chuckling along to whatever joke Yukhei had made.  Smiling and shaking his head once in a while with his messy hair and black slippers.

Her mind began to drift into thinking of how nice her life would be if Kun was in it. Not just until graduation but for much, much longer. 

You liked him and you were too scared to admit it because you were scared of rejection and being pushed away once someone better comes along in his life.

It was your second week there and you were adamant on paying rent but the boys didn’t allow it. Instead, you pay in the form of doing chores. The boys had stopped you several times but they gave up after realising there was nothing stopping you. You and Kun also continued with practice but you still faced the same problem.

 You were currently studying at the dining table when Kun walked downstairs.

“Hey, what are you studying?” he sat next to you.

“Music history and therapy.” you sighed as you looked at him. At this point, both of you were comfortable to the point of cuddling on the sofa while watching movies or him letting you borrow his hoodies.

And to be honest, you don’t want things to change. 

“Do you need help?” he asked. You shook your head, “I’m good. Also, Kun can we continue practising later?” you asked.

He hummed, “If you mean tonight, then sure.” he stood up.

You looked at him in confusion, “I actually wanted to practice after studying.” you suggested.

“Ah, no can do, Y/N. we’re all going out.” he grinned.

“Oh, where are we going?” you asked. You got up. He wiggled his eyebrows, “You’ll see~ Just wear something casual.” he walked back up.

“So, nobody is telling me where we’re going?” you asked. Kun shook his head, “Nope! It’s a surprise.” he grinned as he drove.

Yukhei and Ten sat behind, laughing among themselves.

“Do you realise something?” you asked. He hummed, “What?”

“Study week is a week from now,” you said. 

He turned to you and nodded, “What about it?”

“It means, I’m gonna be graduating soon,” you added. 

“Aren’t you happy about that though?” he smiled. You shrugged and faced the window.

“I don’t know really. I mean, besides studying, I had a great time.” Kun snorted at your previous comment.

“I have two amazing best friends, my classmates weren’t problematic and I have a pretty cool teacher who cares about me alot.”

Kun grinned smugly, “Ah, who is this ‘pretty cool teacher, eh Y/N?” he turned to you.

You thought about it, “Madam Lim, without a doubt.” you joked.

Kun’s face dropped and he began to pout, “Ah, I see. Well, I guess your rant the other day doesn’t mean much to you anymore, huh?” he replied.

You gasped, “Oh no, I’m still mad about her calling me out like that.” you smirked. He rolled his eyes causing both of you to laugh.

“I’m gonna miss you,” you said. Kun’s face soften,

“You can always visit, y’ know? I’m pretty sure you’re an honorary roommate now.”

“Mhm, that’s true,” Yukhei said. 

“Definitely.” Ten added.

“Thanks, guys.” you turned behind. 

“It’s not gonna be the same y’ know?” you sighed. “I see you almost every day. Even when I don’t have class, I’ll always bump into you.” 

He sighed and smiled, “I know, Y/N. I’m gonna miss you and your large appetite.” he took one hand off the steering wheel to pat your head. You giggled, “I like head pats.” 

He raised a brow, “You do? Well, I should pat your head more often.” he smiled.

You giggled and shook your head.

You thought about your life after uni. You’ll have to find a job, hopefully, move somewhere.

But the worst of all, you won’t get to see Kun as much as you’d like to. Your heart hurt at the thought. He’s been there for you ever since he came to teach and you couldn't imagine life without him in it.

“We’re here!” Ten points. To your right, you saw bright and colourful lights and your eyes widened. You grabbed his arm, “Are we… at the lantern festival?”

He nodded proudly, “I remembered you told me your grandmother used to bring you but he stopped. I thought it would be nice to bring you.” he chuckled.

“KUN!” you whined cutely, “That’s so sweet. I can’t believe you remembered.” he couldn’t see it but you were blushing like crazy.

Kun rolled up his black sweater sleeves, turned and placed a hand behind your headrest to park. 

With the beautiful lights reflecting onto his face, he looked like he jumped out of a romantic drama.

You felt incredibly small when he did that and the only thing going through your head was,

Oh my god, that’s so hot

Ten and Yukhei cheered as they ran out of the car. Kun turned back and unbuckled his seatbelt.

He turned to you and waved his hand in front of your face, “Y/N? We’re here.” he said.

“Huh?” you snapped out of your trance, “Oh, we’re here.” you looked around.

He chuckled and nodded, “Yeah, we are.” Kun opened his door and walked over to yours. He opened the door and held his hand out. You grabbed it and got out.

The other boys waited for both of you.

Sicheng and Yukhei nudged each other, giggling. Kun narrowed his eyes, signalling for them to stop.

“Hey, what’s so funny?” you asked innocently. Sicheng shook his head, “Nothing, Yukhei just pointed at something funny.” Sicheng answered calmly.

Yangyang and Ten were jumping out of excitement, they were already running around and looked around in awe, amazed at the colourful lights.

You walked side by side with Kun, reminiscing the times you walked around with your grandmother. 

“I remembered having so much fun and grandma had to chase me around because I would run off without her realising,” you mentioned.

“Ah, your poor grandmother’s kneecaps.” he hissed. You lightly bumped into him, “She was a strong old lady. She’d wack, my dad if she had to.” you chuckled.

“Do you remember the song I played on the first day of class?” you asked.

He nodded, “Yeah, it was from The Corpse Bride right?” he asked

“Yeah, well that was my favourite movie when I was a kid. My grandma taught me that song.” you reminisced.

“Could you believe that was the first-ever song I learnt? She was tough but loving. I basically started playing with songs from movies.” 

“But nowadays, I can’t watch that movie without crying. I miss her alot,” you said.

“She would be very proud of you, Y/N.” 

“I hope she is.” 

You admired the beautiful lights and lanterns. Families and couples were enjoying themselves. Kids were all running around, even Yangyang and Ten.

Kun kept looking at her, “Y/N, do you plan on going back home?” he asked, a bit more serious than usual.

You eyed him, “Planning on kicking me out, sir?” you asked. 

“No, I like having you around but… why did you leave, exactly?” 

Y/N hasn’t opened up about what had happened and he thought it was best to finally ask. 

“Hmm, how about I tell you later when we’re practising?” you sighed, “I’d like to enjoy this.”

“Of course, whenever is fine.” Kun smiled and they continued walking around.

The boys were all pushing and playing around, you and Kun just watched from behind.

“This is really nice.” you breathed in. 

“Yeah, it is.”

“Kun, they’re lighting lanterns!” Yangyang called.

“Shall we?” he pointed. You nodded enthusiastically, grabbing his hand and running to the area.

“C’mon, write a wish!” Hendery pointed at the lanterns. 

You and Kun paid for your lanterns and began writing. 

Everyone began hanging your lanterns on the wall, alongside the hundreds of other lanterns.

“What did you wish for?” he asked. You shook your head, "It won't come true if I tell you, dummy." You teased.

You looked around and sighed, "Sure is beautiful, isn't it?" You smiled softly.

"Yeah, it is." 

As your eyes were on the colourful lanterns, his were on you, the entire time. 

"Okay, we'll do one round and we'll continue another time, okay?" You offered. 

"Sounds good. I'm pretty sleepy, not gonna lie." He yawned. 

Both of you sat closely, breathing in and beginning in sync.

Still no changes. You shrugged, "It's okay. We still have more time." You smiled.

He sighed, quite disappointingly. 

You nudged him, "I think it's time to tell you about what happened with my parents." 

"Well, before the potluck, my stepmom mentioned her having a headache but she told me I could, y' know to go for the potluck anyways. Well, she fainted due to low blood pressure and my dad decided it would be better if he blamed it on me."

Kun's eyebrows furrowed, clearly irritated.

"All I want is to be loved. Yes, I have Jaemin and Renjun but I don't know what familial love is and it sucks because I want to know what it feels like to have a loving family but I don't know what family is…" a tear fell from your face.

Kun immediately pulled you in for a hug, stroking your hair gently. 

"Hey... hey. I'm here, I'm here." He whispered.

"My dad was never there for me and my mom passed away before anything happened in my life. I just… I feel so lonely." You said. "Maybe I was destined to be alone forever." 

Kun pulled you so you were facing him. He stroked your cheek with his thumb, "Listen to me, you're not alone. You have amazing friends who are willing to do anything for you. And I hope… someone special will come into your life and show you what love and family truly is." He ended. 

"Kun, I don't even think I have a soulmate." You coughed. 

"What? No, Y/N everyone does. You just need to be patient." He kissed the top of your head lightly. 

You sobbed even harder, "I don't even have a soulmate mark, Kun." You admitted. 

Kun's heart dropped, he thought he was the only one who couldn't find his mark. 

He breathed in and faced you again, "Y/N, did you know that yellow is the rarest colour for soulmates to achieve?" He asked. 

You looked up, "What?" 

He nodded and hugged you tighter than before. He placed his chin on your head and rubbed your back.

"It is stated that soulmates who get the colour yellow are said to be so perfect, it's impossible to ever separate them because they have achieved true happiness, together with each other. With normal people, you could easily bump into your soulmate on the street and have no idea who they are but with this special group are blessed to have already known their soulmate." He rocked you back and forth. 

He looked down and saw that her eyes had shut, sleeping soundly. 

He chuckled, "And I wish, you'll meet your soulmate with the colour yellow." 

Your exams were going to be for a week, and you were a nervous wreck. 

You called Jaemin and Renjun, initially to study but you guys ended up talking. 

“Wait, so your soulmate is Jaemin’s childhood neighbour?” you giggled.

“Yeah! We both got red.” 

“Red? What were you arguing about?” you asked.

“You won’t believe it, they were fighting over peaches.” jaemin sighed. 

“In my defence, she took the ripest one just as I was going to pick it.” 

“Only you, Renjun. Only you.” you chuckled.

Jaemin went quiet for a while, his brows furrowing as he looked at you.

"Y/N, where are you?" Jaemin asked. "We've been calling since a few weeks ago and I know for a fact that’s, not your room." 

You suck in a breath, "I never mentioned it huh?" You asked nervously.

"Mentioned what, exactly?" Renjun asked. "Bubs, where are you?" He asked, a bit more worried. 

"Well, I'm obviously not home because I, uh had a fight with my dad and I'm actually at… kunzhouseh." You mumble at the end. 

"What?" Jaemin asked.

"I'm… at kunshouse." You mumbled again.

"Speak louder, woman!" Renjun yelled. 

"I’M STAYING AT KUN'S HOUSE!" you finally said. 

"WHAT?!" they both said in unison. 

"Well, you guys weren't home and well, he was the only person I could think of." You said softly. 

"How long have you been staying there?" Jaemin asked.

"...I think we're about to reach a month." You replied. 

The two of them looked at you and began screaming.

"AND WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL US THIS?" 

"YOU'VE BEEN FULFILLING OUR SHIP AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN TELL US?"

"Guys, calm down!" You panicked.

"HUSH, TELL US EVERYTHING. RIGHT NOW." 

You were going to explain your situation when you heard a knock. 

"Come in!" You said. 

Kun peeked through the door, "Hey, it's dinner time." He said, walking towards your bed. 

"Oh my god, is that Professor Qian?" Jaemin asked. 

Kun popped up into the screen and waved, "Hey guys." He greeted them. 

The two of them were trying their best not to scream and waved back. 

"I'll see you downstairs, yeah?" He tapped your shoulder. 

"Will do." You replied meekly. 

At the sound of the door shutting the two of them began fanboying ridiculously, "I can't believe it, it's actually happening." Renjun panted. 

"Whatever, I'll talk to you guys later." You pressed the hang-up button and went down for dinner. 

You were washing the plates when you felt someone poke your side. "Shouldn't you be studying?" Kun asked. "Let me do the dishes." He said. 

"No, no. You already prepared dinner. It's the least I could do." You said. 

"We'll do it together, okay?" He bumped your hip to the side. 

"I'll soap, you rinse?" He suggested. You hum and continued washing it quietly. 

You suddenly chuckled at a thought.

"What is it?" He asked. 

You shook your head, giggling "It's nothing." 

“C’mon, tell me.” he bumped his hip with yours.

“I was just thinking of when we started getting close,” you told him.

“Miss Y/L/N, I’m pretty sure that’s the last thing any of your lecturers would like to see.” he stared at the girl who was lying down on the floor of the studio. Y/N jumped at the sudden voice.

“Sorry, sir. I was just listening to a song I wanted to play.” you sat up and pulled your earphones off.

“What song is it?” Kun asked, walking to his desk and putting on his glasses.

“Just some song from a movie.” you packed your satchel and looped it around your body.

He rolled his eyes, “Miss Y/L/N, I would’ve expected a classic from you. It’s a better practice than some… meaningless soundtrack.” he pushed his glasses to sit on the bridge of his nose comfortably.

“Really?” you smirked, slightly taken aback.

“Of course. You’re smart enough to know that you should master the classics first.” 

You walked to his table and cocked your head to the side, “I think you’re wrong.” you stated confidently.

“Pardon?” he furrowed his brows and took off his glasses.

“Music is so broad and different, it’s not fair that we only pay attention to one type of genre.”

You replied.

“I’m merely teaching you what my teachers thought me.” he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Okay, sir. New lesson, what’s the meaning behind this song?” you jogged to the piano and began playing Fur Elise. 

Kun was surprised to hear you play it so professionally. 

“So?” you asked.

“Well, it means you don’t need that much practice anymore,” he remarked.

You gave him a look and he raised his hands in defence.

“The song was thought to be written for Therese, a woman that Beethoven wanted to marry in 1810, however, his handwriting was misspelt undergoing transcription, allowing the piece to be known as Fur Elise rather the Fur Therese,” he said cooly.

“Okay, so that’s what you learned right?” you asked.

“Where are you going with this, Miss Y/L/N?” he rubbed his face.

“Now, what’s a movie you watched recently?” you asked.

He thought about it, “How to train your dragon, the second one to be exact.” 

You scrunched your eyebrows, “Wow, I didn’t think you liked watching cartoons.” you said.

“My housemates wanted to watch it,” he answered.

“Ah, well perfect actually.” 

You began playing For the Dancing and Dreaming, the song Stoik and Valka sang together. 

You played the song with two hands, making it sound sweeter than ever.

“That’s the song Stoik sang to Valka. Their wedding song,” he said. 

You nodded, “Yes, and what did you remember about this song?” you asked.

“That he promised to love her for eternity.” he finally said. “I really have no idea what you’re doing.”

“Professor, don’t you realise something? Fur Elise was about a man who wrote a song about a girl, who was his student. She declined his proposal and didn’t end up marrying her.” 

“But For the Dancing and Dreaming was about a couple who promised their loyalty and love even after they part. Stoic never stopped loving Valka till the end. Both songs had deep meanings behind them and they both had a similar theme. Love. ” 

“So, yes maybe classics is what you were thought but why keep it there? What’s so wrong about starting fresh and learning something different? To say that soundtracks are meaningless is quite wrong, the songs usually reflect the stories of the characters.” you smiled at the end.

Kun was speechless, all his life he never delved into playing songs besides the ones he was thought or songs from ages ago. He looked at the student across from him, how did she manage to open his eyes so quickly.

“For a second-year student, you’re very wise,” he admitted.

You shrugged, “I just never understood why we had to keep it the same for so long. Change isn’t always bad, y’ know.” 

 The following week, Kun was handing out different sheet music to the students.

Everyone’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, he had given a piece from Beauty and The Beast.

“How about we change things up a bit, huh?” he smiled at everyone, his eyes especially focusing on you.

“I’m guessing the talk we had stuck with you, huh?” you walked to his desk after class. He arranged some papers, “Yeah, it did. I guess I wanted my lecturers to do the same but they were to old school to change anything. I’m glad you opened my eyes, Miss Y/L/N.” he bowed his head slightly.

“No problem, Mr Qian. and also, you can call me Y/N. I don’t particularly like my last name.” you admitted.

He nodded and raised his hand, “Well, thanks for the talk, Y/N.” your name rolling off his tongue smoothly.

You grinned, “No problem Mr Qian Kun.” his eyes widened,

“How do you know my first name?” the corner of his mouth raised.

“I heard the Dean call you that. Nice name by the way.” you complimented.

“Can I call you Kun?” you asked. He looked quite surprised at your question.

“I… I guess?” he stuttered.

“Great, well nice talking to you Kun!” you turned around.

“Only outside of class!” he commented. You nodded and waved at him from the back.

“You still never listen to me, huh?” he stated.

“What do you mean?” you laughed. He elbowed you gently, “I meant by you always sit with your feet on the table and you call me Kun in class anyways.” he said.

You chuckled, “Yes, I’m guilty.” you confessed. Both of you shared a moment of laughter.

“It’s only with you, though.” you smiled as you rinsed the cup he passed to you.

He soaped the last spoon and handed to you, “What do you mean by that?” he asked, with a raised brow and a curious smile.

“I only sit around like that when it’s only your class and I only call you by your first name.” you took the spoon from him.

“Really? Wow, I should’ve been stricter with you.” he teased. You shook your head and rolled your eyes playfully, “No, I didn’t mean that you weren’t serious enough. I meant…”

“I like you, Kun.” 

Kun’s playful manner vanished and he was now facing you, “What?”

“Not as a friend or a teacher. I like you, like alot for a while now.”

Kun’s heart was beating faster than he could ever imagine. She likes him too? 

“And I know you might reject me but-” before you could continue, Kun gave you a quick peck on the lip.

You were so shocked about what happened, you instantly froze. Kun pulled back and scratched the back of his neck, “Me too, Y/N. Me too.” he admitted.

You giggled and smiled, you quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him again, a bit longer this time. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” you whispered. Kun smiled and wrapped an arm around your waist while the other hand, held the back of your neck

It felt so natural to be in his arms, to be this close and it felt so perfect.

The next morning, you woke up and got out of bed. As you walked out of the room, you bumped into him. 

He looked down and smiled, "Morning, lovely.” he greeted as he pushed a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Mm, good morning.” you wrapped your arms around his waist, resting on his chest.

“How did you sleep?” he asked, placing his hands on your shoulders. 

“Like a baby.” you scrunch your nose. He chuckled when you heard a cough behind you.

“Well, I guess we can say that it’s finally official. We’ll see you downstairs.” Yukhei said, pulling along a speechless Yangyang and Ten.

You blushed as Kun wrapped his arms around your head, hiding you from his roommates.

You walked to class excitedly. Today, Kun decided to leave early so that he can drive both of you to uni without anyone catching you.

He yawned loudly, and you giggled. “I’m proud of you for coming early,” you said. He nodded sleepily, “I wanted to take a drive with you.” he smiled. 

“And I appreciate the gesture.” you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

You reached the studio and ran to the piano, “Hey, how about a short practice?” you asked.

He agreed and you pulled him to the piano. 

You began playing and sadly, still no luck. 

You nudged him, “Just ignore it, we’ll be fine.” you leaned your head on his shoulder. He smiled and gently patted your head.

Kun continued yawning and you chuckled, “I’m going to grab a coffee. Do you want one?” you asked. He nodded, “that would be lovely, thank you.” 

“Be right back!” you kissed him on the lip and ran out. 

You were thinking of how great things were and you prayed they never change. 

When you walked back to class, you heard someone else in the class.

You stood outside, not wanting to interrupt. 

“Kun, he wants you in Slovenia by the end of the month. I can’t negotiate anymore.” it was Professor Micheals. "If we postpone it, you'll lose this." 

“Agus, please. Just by graduation. I promised my students I’ll see them graduate.” he begged.

“Kun, You agreed to resign this job so you could have your own concerts. This is the one time you’re ever getting an offer like this and you’re pushing it away?” he raised his voice.

"I'm not sure I even want to do this anymore." He admitted. 

"You can't be fucking serious…" Professor Micheals groaned. 

"I found someone and I'm not ready to leave her. I won't do that to her." 

"Well, you better figure out if you'd rather pick love or your dreams. Time is running out, Kun. You must hurry." 

your heart dropped, and your mind was filled with different thoughts.

He’s leaving?

The class went by and Kun mentioned a few things for the exams before class ended.

Everyone thanked him before leaving class.

"Y/N!" He called.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked, noticing how quiet you went after coming back. 

"Uh, yeah. I just don't feel too great." You said.

"Oh no, do you want me to send you home? It'll only take a few minutes." He grabbed your hands. 

"No, no. I'll take a cab or something. Your students are much more important." You let go and turned. 

"Oh, well if you need anything please tell me." He reminded. 

That's strange, She was fine this morning, what happened? He thought.

Kun couldn't wait to get home and snuggle with Y/N. 

He was overjoyed when he realised she shared the same feelings as him. 

But for now, he'll take it slow and give her all the love she deserved.

He unlocked the door and walked to the kitchen. To his surprise, Y/N was on her phone while eating something.

He hugged her from behind which spooked her a bit. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He kissed the top of her head. 

"It's not a problem." You smiled. Kun stayed in the same position when he noticed what Y/N was looking at.

Apartments in the area

"Why are you looking for apartments?" He asked. 

"Well, I'm going to have to move out one day. Might as well get ready soon." You replied. Kun let go of you and sat next to you. 

"But you can stay here. Especially since we're… yknow?" He pointed out. 

You turned to him, your face slightly guilty. 

"Kun… I heard what you were talking about with Mr Micheals." You admitted, avoiding eye contact. 

It all dawned on him, that's why she was so quiet. 

"Ah…" he furrowed his brows. "How much did you hear?" He asked. 

You got up and walked to the sink, "That you'll have to move to Slovenia by the end of the month." You said. 

He stood behind you, "Princess, please understand, I'm trying my best to push the date." He reasoned. 

"Kun, I do understand. Which is why I'm telling you to go." You said. 

Kun stared at you, "What? Y/N, no I'm not gonna leave you. I won't be able to come back for a long time." He said. 

"Kun, that's not fair on you! Maybe I'll be happy but what about you? What if things don't work out and you totally missed your chance at being an international musician?" You said.

"Kun, I'm not saying we have to end whatever this is just cause you're moving but if it does happen, at least I know you fulfilled your dreams." You reasoned. 

"What's the use of doing it if you're not there with me? What dream if you're not in it?" He said, his voice broke.

"Kun, are you hearing yourself? Don't risk things for me!" you raised your voice. 

"But I want to! I want to love you and show your love in so many ways. Don't talk about ending it please." He begged. 

"Kun, we both know we can't avoid that. like you said to me, you'll have someone out there, far better than me." Tears fell, covering your cheeks. 

"Why do you make it sound like you don't want to be with me?" He asked tears on the verge of falling. 

"I do! I really do and it breaks my heart knowing that you've worked so hard for this but you're giving it up for me!" 

"Then don't tell me to go, not yet." 

"Kun…" you whined. He got up, his back facing you.

"No… we're going to talk about this later. We're both frustrated and I don't want to argue." Kun finally said as he walked out of the kitchen.

You fell to the floor, hugging your knees. You didn't know what to do to get through him. 

I don't want to be the reason you won't get to fulfil your dreams. 

You finished the paper and handed it to Mr Micheals who smiled at you. 

You walked out of the class and sighed. That was your last paper of the week. You smiled, relief washing over you.

You also haven't spoken to Kun for a week. He kept pushing the idea of having a soulmate, why won't he accept that he is out there as well?

You walked out of campus when suddenly you heard your name. You turned and sucked in a breath. 

It was Lilian. "Y/N, hey." She walked towards you. 

"Oh, Lilian. Hi, uh what are you doing here?" You asked. 

Well, aint this awkward?

"I wanted to talk to you. Y'know, since you've been gone for almost two months." She stated. 

You scatch the back of your neck, "Yeah… I'm really sorry about that." 

"No, no. I wanted to ask you why it happened. I don't want to just hear your father's side of the story, that won’t be fair." She said. 

She held your hand, "Shall we?" She asked. 

You nodded and followed her. 

You were awkwardly drinking your tea when she came back to the gable with two slices of cake. 

"Here you go. Now, how are you?" She asked. 

All this time, Lilian has always paid a lot of attention to you because she actually cared. She didn't completely ignore you after marrying your dad. She made an effort to get to know you. 

"I'm…" you were going to lie but your face betrayed you. 

"I don't think I'm fine." You admitted. Her face instantly changed to a worried one. 

"Oh my dear, what happened?" 

You breathed in and told her everything that has happened. She listened to everything closely, not interrupting you at all. 

She held your hand and squeezed it gently. 

"Y/N, I'm so sorry you had to go through that." She apologised. "You didn't deserve that and your father was being very unfair." She said. 

The shock was evident on your face, "Wait… you're not going to side with him?" You asked.

She shook her head, "Your father may be my soulmate but that doesn't mean I have to side with him for everything." She sipped on her coffee. 

Your eyes widened and you choked on your tea. "Wh-what? You're dad's soulmate?" 

She placed the cup down, "Honey, I thought you knew? That's why we got married so quickly." She passed a tissue to you. 

You shook your head, "I'm not close enough with him to tell me anything." You played with the sleeves of your sweater. 

You sat down quietly, it made so much more sense now. All this time, you thought she married him for his money. 

But you also realised that your mom wasn't his soulmate.

"So, my mom…?" Lilian knew where you were heading and she shook your head. 

"I should've let your father tell you this but since I'm not sure when you’re going to see him again." 

"As much as your father adored your mother, she wasn't his soulmate. Your mother's father helped your father with his business and in return, he asked for him to marry his daughter." 

You breathed out, head spinning a bit. All this time, you thought your mother and father were so deeply in love but in actual fact, they weren't. 

And your mother died too early in her life to meet her actual soulmate. 

"What's it like? To have a soulmate?" You asked her. 

She thought about it and smiled, "Well, you feel… complete. You'll realise that you'll bring the best out of each other and only want to support them and their dreams." At the sound of that, your face fell. 

Kun wasn't your soulmate and you didn't understand why he was so against leaving you for his dreams. He has a soulmate waiting for him somewhere and he was ready to risk everything… for you. 

No, you couldn't let this happen. You had to leave the house, you had to leave him.

You reached home quickly after meeting Lilian. So far, everyone wasn't back from work yet and you thought that it was the best time to pack up. 

Thankfully, you didn't bring alot of things with you so packing was a breeze. 

Once everything was in your backpack, you looked over at the empty room that you stayed in. It was a simple room but you found so much joy and love staying in this house. 

You suddenly heard a bit of noise downstairs. You froze, scared that it was Kun. You walked out to see Sicheng walking up the stairs.

He hadn't realised your presence so when he saw you he jumped a bit. 

"Oh, it's just you." He smiled. But his face fell as soon as he noticed the empty and clean room.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" He asked wearily. You sighed and gave him a hug. 

"Don't tell Kun." You whispered. He knew what was happening. 

"Why?" He asked. You sighed, "I don't want to do this either. I love staying here with all of you but if me leaving is what it takes for him to go to Slovenia then I'll do it."

"Y/N, i don't think you realise how incredibly selfish this sounds." 

You scoff, "How? I want him to do what he wants and suddenly I'm the selfish one?" You raised your voice. 

"No Y/N, you're being selfish by leaving without even settling the topic with him." He replied. "Do you think he's going to be fine after all this happens? You're the first girl he's ever loved and how do you think he's going to feel when he realises you’re not home and that you left without even saying anything." 

You paused before continuing, "Kun… loves me?" You asked. 

"Of course he does! Have you not realised how much he cared for you? Y/N he was willing to give up everything after the two of you got together. Did you think you could hide it? All of us could see the love between the two of you." 

You massaged your temples, "Sicheng, you do realise if you stop me from leaving, Kun won't ever be able to leave for Slovenia." You said. 

"No, there are other ways you could do this. You don't have to leave him." 

"You were going to leave?" A sudden voice scared the both of you. 

There he was, eyebags forming under his eyes. 

"You were going to leave… without saying goodbye?" He walked closer to you. 

"Kun…" 

"No, I want to know why you thought that would've been a good idea?" He asked, his voice bouncing off the walls. 

"You said you wouldn't leave me so the only way for you to go was if-"

"If you left me?" He asked, his voice showing hurt. 

You nodded, too embarrassed to look at him. 

"For fuck sake." He sighed, before pulling your hand into your room and shutting the door behind him. 

"I swear, they'll be the death of me." Sicheng sighed as he walked into his room. 

"We are going to sit in here until we figure out a solution." He said. 

"Kun this isn't just because I want you to go. You have a soulmate out there and what if she was in Slovenia, huh?" You asked. 

"Y/N, I don't have a soulmate!" He yelled. "Do I look like I have a mark?.\" He yelled. 

"W-what?" You stuttered. "You don't have a mark too?" 

He sat beside you and held your hands, "Y/N, you make me so happy and I can't imagine life without you." 

"But Kun, I can't be happy knowing that you didn't go to Slovenia because of me." 

"Then I'll go. We'll do long distance, I'll do everything to make sure we're happy. Just, don't end it please." He hugged you, his head on your shoulder. 

You hugged him back, "i won't. Kun, thank you." You said. 

"Anything for you. I'm not gonna leave you, ever." 

It was the night before Kun's departure and everyone wasn’t feeling too great. 

The once lively and happy house had quiet down and had gone grey. 

"Guys, this is too depressing for a farewell party." He joked. 

"We can't help it. You leaving for a few years wasn't part of the contract of being friends." Yangyang replied. 

Everyone snickered at the young man. 

He stood up and raised his glass, "I'd like to propose a toast." He said.

"Firstly, I'd like to thank everyone for their support and love all this time. You guys mean the world to me and I wouldn't be able to go without your support." 

"Secondly, I'd like to thank Y/N for coming into my life and causing chaos in it." He teased. 

You narrowed your eyes and shook your head. 

"In all seriousness, I thought I'd never meet someone so talented, caring and well, different. I'm glad you're here." He held your hand and kissed the back of it. 

The guys all made kissy noises, Renjun and Jaemin were a sobbing mess. 

At that moment, everything felt right. Everything in life was perfect. 

He laid down beside you, both of just looking at each other.

“Who knew this would happen,” you whispered.

“I guess fate was kind to us and led us to each other.” he kissed your nose.

You snuggled closer, your face pressed against his chest.

“I don’t want things to change,” you said.

“And it won’t. I promise.”

“Passport?” you asked.

“Yeap.”

“Coat?”

“In  my carry on.”

“Phone?”

“Yes, Y/N. now stop worrying.” he chuckled as he kissed the top of your head.

‘I’ll call you whenever I’m free.” he said.

“Don’t worry, make sure you settle in properly then you call me,” you said.

Kun turned to his friends and gave them all big hugs. “I’m gonna miss you guys.” 

“We’ll miss you too,” Sicheng said.

“Kun, can you get me chocolates when you go to Belgium?” Ten asked. Everyone laughed, shaking their heads.

He gave you one last hug before walking away.

You turned around when you heard running behind you and when you turned around, Kun pulled you by the waist and gave you a kiss. 

The boys all turned away to give you two a little privacy.

He kissed you on your forehead, “I’m gonna miss you, Y/N.” he said.

“I’m gonna miss you too,” you said.

He had walked over to check-in, waving at you all before leaving.

You had your arm looped around Xiaojun and Yangyang when you saw a familiar face.

If you didn't look properly, you wouldn't have been able to recognize him.

“Y/N?”

“Hi, dad.” 

The cafe was quiet and small, you sat across from your father awkwardly.

“So, you're going for another trip?” you asked.

He nodded, “Yeah, I’ll be in Japan for some business.” he stated.

“What about you? What are you doing here?” he asked.

“I was sending off a friend,” you replied.

“Is Lilian at home?” you asked. He shook his head, “She’s staying at her sister’s house for a while.”

“Ah, I see.” you nod. 

“Y/N?” he called. 

“Yes?” 

“I’m sorry… for everything.” he bowed his head.

“What?” you wouldn't believe what you were hearing. Your father has never apologised for anything before. Seeing him so vulnerable and sad was so foreign, you didn’t know how to react.

“I wasn't there for you when you needed a dad. I never realised how selfish i was. I thought marrying Lilian was a good idea because you would finally have a mother and you would be happy. I never thought it would create an even bigger gap between us. I’m really sorry i never thought of how you felt.” 

“I used to not understand why you always wanted to go to grandmas but then I realised it was because of me. I never became a good father,” he said.

You remained silent, you had no idea what to say or do. You walked over to his side and gave him a short hug.

“Thank you. Thank you for that,” you whispered. He hugged you back, a bit tighter.

“I’ll do my best to be a better father.” 

After meeting dad, you got a text from Kun.

Just boarded! I’ll text you when I arrive :)

You smiled and quickly typed, 

Have a safe flight! Make sure to get some rest, I’ll talk to you soon.

You took a cab to Renjun and Jaemin’s house. They wanted to celebrate finishing exams and they even brought along their soulmates for you to meet.

The door opened and you were greeted by Minseo.

“Oh my god, Y/N!” she said excitedly, “it’s so nice to finally meet you, in person!” she laughed.

You giggled and waved, “Is everyone here?” you asked, she nodded, “Yeah, we were waiting for you.” 

At the sound of your voice, Jaemin came running out of the kitchen.

“Hey, bubs!” he gave you a hug. “Did you just come back from the airport?” he asked. 

You nodded, “yeah, Kun’s plane just took off.” you informed.

“Who would’ve known the both of you would get together? Oh yeah, us!” Renjun rested his arm on Jaemin’s shoulder.

“Ha-ha, very funny,” you replied sarcastically. 

“But I’m happy and it seems like alot of things are good in life right now,” you answered. 

It’s been a few weeks since Kun left and he hasn’t had enough time to call you. With the time difference especially, you couldn’t find the right time to talk to him.

Even his messages were getting shorter and shorter. You sat at the piano in his room and played the song you were going to play with him.

You weren't sure if he was going to even attend graduation and you took the initiative to learn the song as a solo piece.

Sicheng walked in and saw you practising, “Hey, kiddo.” he sat beside you.

“Hi, Sicheng.” you smiled weakly.

“Still no calls?” he asked. You shook your head, “He’s probably really busy. That’s why i’m learning how to play this song alone.” you pointed.

He nods, “That’s good. Well, we’re going to start dinner soon. So, come down when you’re done.”

“Okay, see you later.” you waved.

It was two nights before graduation and it was pretty obvious he wasn’t coming back. He hasn’t even answered any of your messages.

You were slowly losing hope as you laid in your bed, thinking of him.

“Y/N! Can you come down for a sec?” Yukhei called. You begrudgingly went down. You heard chatter before a bunch of shushing.

“What is it?” you rubbed your eyes. 

The boys all grinned excitedly, “Well, y’ know how you told us you were going to just wear something you already owned for the dinner?” Xiaojun asked.

“Yes?” you eyed them. “Well, guess whose boyfriend just sent us this?” Hendery pulled a big white box from behind him.

“Wh-what? Kun sent this?” you pointed at the box. All of them nodded excitedly, “Straight from Paris!” Ten remarked.

You smiled happily, knowing that he still does think about you.

You took the box and opened the box slowly.

You let out a loud gasp, you pulled the gorgeous blue dress by its straps.

It was a beautiful flowy gown with a plunging neckline. 

Attached to the dress was a note, 

You can’t play Merry Go Round of Life without dressing like Sophie, my dear. It's a bit more modern but I hope you love it, Y/N. I'll return soon, I promise. 

You sighed dreamily, smiling like an idiot.

“Well, go on and try it!” Ten pushed you to the stairs. 

You ran up excitedly and quickly wore the dress. You gasped and awed at its beauty.

The glitter in the dress shined so beautifully and it fits you perfectly. You're surprised Kun knew your size so well. You looked at yourself and squealed.

“Y/N, come down here!” Sicheng called. 

You walked out of your room and posed dramatically at the top of the stairs.

“OHHH, LOOK AT HER!” They all praised and hyped you up. You did another pose and screamed.

“It’s beautiful!” you jumped. The boys all gave you a group hug, squealing and jumping together.

“Just dye your hair grey and we’ll be done!” Yangyang said as he showed the box of silver hair dye he bought.

Everyone paused and turned to you, “Wait what?” you asked.“When did he even buy that?” Xiaojun whispered to Yukhei. Yukhei shrugged and walked up to Yangyang, he pushed the box of dye slowly.

“Why don’t we bring her to the salon? Seriously, I don’t trust us to do that,” he said.

“I mean, I think it’s a good idea. It would be nice to change things up a bit.” you sat in between Xiaojun and Sicheng.

“Actually, my friend Darcie used to work at a salon. I could ask her to come over?” Ten suggested.

“That’s actually not a bad idea. Yeah, we’ll go buy the other stuff that she needs and we’ll just do it here,” you said.

“Sounds good! I’ll go call her.” Ten got up and went to make the phone call.

You sighed, “I can’t believe I’m graduating in two days.” you said. “I wish he was here though,” you admitted.

Sicheng wrapped an arm around your shoulder, “There, there. We’ll be there to cheer you on.” he smiled. “Jaemin bought the tickets for us the other day.”

“Thank you, guys.” 

“Good news! Darcie’s coming and she has all the equipment at her house. She’ll be coming in an hour.” he declared openly 

The guys all waited in the living room, waiting for you and Darcie to finish. 

They all instantly got up when they heard the toilet door open. 

“Let me introduce to you, the new Y/N!” Darcie announced.

You walked out of the toilet shyly, smiling nervously.

Darcie had done an amazing job, instead of dying your whole head silver, she added silver highlights instead.

The boys gasped, covering their mouths.

“YOU LOOK STUNNING!” Yukhei lifted you up and twirled you around. 

“Darcie, you really outdid yourself.” Ten fist-bumped Darcie.

“Let’s take a picture!” Xiaojun took out his Polaroid camera.  He set up the camera on the table and all of you posed. 

You looked at the picture and smiled fondly, everything was going great in life.

On the day of graduation, you sat at your vanity, curling your hair. Jaemin and Renjun walked in along with Minseo and with Ae Cha, Renjun’s soulmate.

“Hey, Y/N we’re he- OH MY GOD!” Jaemin screamed. “Your hair!” Renjun pushed Jaemin out of the way and gasped.

“Yeah, I wanted to change it a bit.” you chuckled nervously. Minseo came running and she squealed, “YOU LOOK GORGEOUS!” She praised.

“Thank you! You look amazing, Minseo.” you hugged her. 

Behind Renjun, you saw another figure. You walked towards her, “You must be Ae Cha! I’m Y/N.” you extended your hand and smile warmly. 

She shyly shook your hand, “Hi, nice to meet you.”

All of you spoke for a while when suddenly you heard a knock on the door.

“Y/N, we should be heading out,” Sicheng said. Sicheng wore a navy suit with silver detailing.

“Don’t you look handsome!” you praised. He blushed, “I tried.” he said bashfully. 

You sat in the car with Sicheng, Yukhei and Ten who wore their best suits. Ten wore a grey suit while yukhei wore a maroon suit with a floral shirt underneath.

“Are your parents coming?” Yukhei asked. You shook your head, “Dad’s trip got extended and Lilian had to take care of her mom. They did call me earlier though, it was nice.” you told them.

When you reached the ballroom of the university, you were amazed at how they managed to decorate it that well. Everyone definitely wore their best dresses and suits.

You found the table you were all sitting in, you sat down in between Xiaojun and Hendery.

You were just about to have a conversation with Xiaojun when your classmate tapped your shoulder.

“Y/N, you're the first performance after the speech. They need you backstage,” she informed you.

Your face fell, everyone at the table began cheering you on. You kind of received stares but you followed your classmate nervously.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the dinner will soon begin. Please take your seats.” the emcee announced.

The dean of the university was giving his speech and you were looking over your notes. 

“Without further delay, I’d like to invite our talented pianist, Miss Y/N.” 

You walked onto the stage, where the grand piano stood. 

“Miss Y/N will be playing Merry Go Round of Life,” they announced. 

“Alongside, rising musician and ex lecturer, Professor Qian!” at the sound of that, your eyes widen and you turn to the other side of the stage.

There he was, you never knew he could be any more handsome. He wore a white shirt and tucked it into a pair of black dress pants. Just like Howl.

He stood beside you, grabbing your hand and pulling you for a bow.

“Kun…” you said, not paying attention to the audience.

“Your hair, it’s just like starlight,” he whispered. “It’s beautiful.” he quoted Howl from the movie.

You couldn't believe he was here, both of you sat down on the bench and breathed in.

“Ready, love?” he asked.

“Now that you're here, I am.” you winked. 

You breathed in and began playing.

And just like that, it was as if nobody else was in the room. Both pianists worked together in harmony and the entire ballroom was in awe of the beautiful chemistry between them.

You eyed him and smiled, which he too smiled widely. You continued and for the first time in weeks, you got it.

You played it like the first time. Everything was there, the sweet, the smooth tune and the gentle way it radiated around the room.

Once the music stopped, the room was quiet before the roaring applause began.

Both of you stood up and bowed, holding one another's hands. Your friends were whistling and cheering loudly.

You giggled and faced Kun but your heart stopped. 

He was happy that he made it in time to play with her but when he turned he wasn't expecting to see,

 Yellow. True happiness. 

Both of you stood frozen, his eyes were yellow and so were yours.

Your soulmate mark… was your eyes. That’s why you couldn’t find it.

You ran backstage, pulling Kun with you.

“I love you,” you said before slamming your lips onto his. Kun pushed you gently against the wall, kissing you much more eagerly.

Thankfully, everyone was on the other side of the backstage so you took your time. He pulled you close, hugging your waist while you wrapped your arms around his neck. 

You kissed him so close that your whole body curved into his.

You pulled away, both of you panting at the kiss. Your eyes were close for a few moments before you opened them, you placed a hand on his cheek.

“I knew you were meant for me.” he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear. “And i love you too.” he gave you one more peck.

You rested your foreheads against each other, still in each other's arms, happy as ever. 

You walked out, hand in hand. Some gave you strange looks but you didn’t care. He was your soulmate and that’s all that matters.

Your classmates were all staring at you, whispering among each other. You caught them whispering so you decided to give Kun a kiss on the cheek.

Everyone’s stopped what they were doing before screaming and squealing. You giggle and pulled him to the table.

“Ah, making it public I see?” Hendery asked. 

Both of you looked at each other and smiled.

“Wait… oh my god.” Sicheng realised the look on your faces. Everyone reacted similarly.

“Everyone, this is Kun. My soulmate.” and with that, there were tears of joy, praises and plenty of hugs.

You took a walk at uni one last time, you told everyone you wanted some time to reminisce about your last time there.

You walked into the studio and smiled at the familiar setting. The piano at one corner and the many desks scattered everywhere.

You sat at the piano and thought of all the long practices you had with Kun, those moments that made you closer and closer. 

You decided to play one last song, For The Dancing and Dreaming. The song that made you friends in the first place.

You chuckled when you heard the door open.

“I knew you'd be here.” the honey-like voice said. You felt him hug you from the back, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Just enjoying my last time here,” you said, holding onto his hand.

“I know. I’m gonna miss this place too. So many great memories here.” he sighed.

You turned and faced him, kissing him once more. “Shall we go back?” you asked sweetly.

He nodded, “Yes please, I’m still very jet lagged.” both of you laughed.

When you got up from the bench, you stumbled slightly, a sudden pain shot up from your spine.

You suddenly saw you and Renjun in the studio. Why does that look familiar?

You held onto his hand while you pressed a hand against your head.

“Hey, you okay?” he asked, he held your face in his hands.

“Y-yeah. I’m just feeling a bit dizzy. Let’s go home, yeah?” you smiled. 

He nodded and both of you walked out hand in hand.

The drive was quiet, Y/N had fallen fast asleep and Kun was smiling the entire way. 

You stretched, opening your eyes. 

"Hey, feeling better?" He asked. 

You nod, "A bit better."

You could only hear the sound of the air conditioner and the music. 

"Kun?" You called. 

"Yes, love?" He answered.

"Are you going to go back?" You asked.

He sighed, "I was actually gonna avoid this topic but no, I don't want to. Especially after finding out that you're my soulmate. I never wanna leave you." He held your hand and kissed the back of it. 

"B-but…"

"No buts Y/N. I'm staying. I'll continue being a lecturer." He said. 

"Kun, be honest, did you enjoy yourself when you were touring?" You asked. 

"Well yeah but I enjoy teaching as well so your point is invalid." He replied. 

"Kun, I can follow you. I'll travel with you if that means you'll continue." You pleaded. 

"I can't believe we're arguing about this again." His hand tightened on the steering wheel. 

"We don't have to! Kun, I don't mind following you. We'll still be together!" You said, voice a bit louder than before. 

"Yeah and leave your friends? I can't do that to you." He was getting irritated, you could see his knuckles turning white. 

"So what? You did it too!" You pointed out. 

"That's different." He muttered.

"How? In what way is it different?" You almost yelled. 

"It's because I can handle being alone!" He finally yelled back.

"Goddamnit Y/N, I can't go through what happened the other day. If you follow me, you'll only have me. If you stay at home you have the boys, your friends and family." 

"Kun, I can always make new friends!"

"Enough! I don't want to he-" 

Suddenly, a loud honk was heard and Kun swerved to the side. The last thing you heard was him calling your name and screaming. A weird buzz began tickling your body and suddenly, everything went black.

"Y/N?" You heard a muffled voice. You opened your eyes but it was still black.

"Kun? Kun! Why can't I see?!" You yelled. 

"Woah, Woah bubs. You're okay." You heard Jaemin's voice. 

"Nana, Where's Kun? Is he okay?" You tried to get off the bed but you fell.

"Y/N!" Renjun yelled, picking you up. 

"I can't see, Nana, Injunnie what's going on? Where's Kun?!" 

"Baby, who are you talking about?" 

It's been a year since you lost your eyesight. You sat in your bed and cried. You lost your soulmate as quick as he came.

"Is she okay?" Lilian asked her husband. He shook her head, "She's been crying every night. I don't know what to do. The doctors still don't know how she lost her eyesight. Renjun said she just fainted." He drank his coffee. 

"Sweetie, what about we bring her for a concert? A pianist is coming to town. I think she would enjoy it very much." Lilian suggested. 

"That would be nice. Let's go ask her." Both of your parents knocked on your door. 

"Sweetie, can we talk?" Your father shook your body slowly. 

You wiped your nose, "sure." They helped you sit up.

"Y/N, how would you like to go to a concert? A famous pianist is in town and I think you'll enjoy it very much." Lilian suggested.

You sighed, "What's the use. It's not like I can properly enjoy it." You complained. They both gave you a hug, Lilian rubbing your back gently.

"Baby, you haven't gone out in ages. Jaemin and Renjun miss you alot." Lilian said. 

"Please? I think you'll love it." Your dad asked once more. 

You groaned, "Sure. Why not?" You agreed. 

Renjun and Jaemin immediately gave you a hug. You missed seeing their faces so much and just seeing things.

Every minute you're awake, all you can see was Kun's beautiful brown eyes. 

"C'mon, it's starting." Your father ushered you in. 

The moment the song played, your heart broke. 

The pianist was playing Merry Go Round of Life. 

"Mom, can you please bring me to the toilet?" You pat her hand. 

"Of course sweetie." She said.

Once you entered the toilet, you began crying your heart out. You miss his touch, his kisses, his kindness and his stubborn habit of not following what he wants. You cried realising that your last time with him was wasted on a useless fight.

You cried and sobbed when you felt a hand touch your face. 

You gasped, "Lilian?" 

"No, dear. It's me." That voice… Cyan!

"Cyan? Is that you?" 

"Yes, Y/N. I’m sorry everything turned out so badly." 

"Cyan, please I need to see him." You begged. 

"I know, love. Which is why I'm telling you this." 

"Once you go to that world, all memory of you will disappear in this one and all the lost memories of you will return to those in the other world." 

"The choice is yours." 

You stood up and breathed out.

"Anything for him." 

She chuckled, "Good. Now, be good when you reach that world." She snapped her fingers and suddenly you fell to the ground, the cold tiles coming in contact with your skin.

When you woke up, the white light blurred your vision but you could see again. You looked at yourself in the mirror and you slowly touched your face. 

You began tearing up when you heard the applause from outside. 

You ran out of the toilet and searched around. You began running around when you bumped into a hard chest.

"Woah, you okay?" Jaemin asked. He looked at you closely, "Y/N, are you okay?" You knew that both Jaemins was the same but you couldn't help but hug him. Once you saw Renjun as well, you ran and gave him a hug. 

"What happened?" He asked. Jaemin came towards you and shrugged. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, the man of the night." You heard someone announce. 

When you turned around you saw him.

The love of your life. But he looked so different, instead of his once lively features, he looked tired and emotionless. 

"QIAN KUN!" you yelled. 

No… that can't be her

"KUN!" 

"Y/N?" He looked around when his eyes landed on you. 

He stood frozen, not believing that you were there. You ran to him and immediately looped your arms around him.

"Where have you been, my love?" He hugged you back, sobbing as he asked. 

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Both of you sank to the floor not letting go of one another. You cried together, forehead pressed against each other. 

You pressed your lips to him, holding his head in your hands. Tears streaming both of your faces, both not ever wanting to let go, ever. 

You woke up, stretching your body. You turned and saw Kun sleeping soundly. His bare chest rose and fell, his breathing steady. 

You turned to the balcony of your hotel room. You tied your robe and walked out, inhaling the cold air of Vienna. 

You watched the figures walking around and you smiled. 

A pair of strong hands wrapped around your waist. "Baby, come back to bed." He kissed the nape of your neck. 

"Good morning, Kun." You greeted sweetly. 

"Good morning, baby." He rested his chin on your shoulder, shutting his eyes.

"You'll have to get up soon, Kun. We have a performance at 3." He groaned.

"Don't remind me." He sighed. 

You chuckled and turned around, wrapping your hands around him.

"Y'know I love you right?" You asked. 

He kissed your forehead, "Of course. I love you too." 

"And I promise to never leave you, ever." You said. "I'll be here with you until we're old and wrinkly."

He chuckled and kissed your lips, "I like that." He said. 

You smiled and rested your head on his chest. 

"I love you."

"And I love you."

As they stood there in each other’s arms, they had not realised that both their wishes from the festival had come true.

Hers was to not be alone and to be loved.

And he was to find his soulmate and love her forever. 

[communistkenobi-archive]

finally some good fucking criticism of obi-wan. keep going, king, i fucking love this. i love obi-wan, but man. he's an asshole sometimes. and kind of stupid. and doesn't really know how to see things from other people's points of view. just. keep slandering him, please. i need some criticism of him and some recognition of his flaws that's not just "oh he works too hard and blames himself for everything and he's so sad all the time!1!!11!!!" ur doing amazing, sweetie.

@truncated-tetrahedron said:

another slightly spicy take! it's not really that spicy, actually, but it's warm! obi-wan isn't too great at expressing his emotions. he tried, but it wasn't. good. love the man. love pointing out his flaws.

(combining asks to save room)

Obi-Wan is perhaps my favourite character just like in general, and a big part of his appeal are his shortcomings. He’s compassionate and kind and intelligent and driven and all of those great things, but he is also arrogant and high-maintenance and emotionally constipated.

The nicest thing I have to say about Master & Apprentice is his characterisation in that book. He’s 17 when the story takes place, but it does an excellent job (imo) of setting up his adult character that most people are a lot more familiar with. He is desperate to be the smartest person in the room, he views conversations as opportunities to be right and show off how knowledgeable he is, he’s very much attached to rules and regulations because they are a good authority to appeal to when he’s not confident enough in his own positions to argue them on their merits alone, and his primary coping mechanism for how closed off Qui-Gon is with him is to be petty and snarky and sometimes outright mean (which Qui-Gon replies in kind with). Now as a thirty-odd year-old man, those tendencies have mellowed and matured and become more complex, but they certainly haven’t gone away.

And that rules!!! I love that so much!!!! He’s billed as the ideal Jedi, which you can definitely make a good case for, but I always felt that he fell short of that mantle. He’s too bound to Anakin, he’s fine with bending or breaking rules if he thinks he’s right, and he seems to struggle to suppress some of his more arrogant and self-aggrandising tendencies. I feel like Mace fits the bill as the ideal Jedi a lot better, precisely because the things Obi-Wan struggles with are things Mace has mastered in himself.

And I get this is mostly just a difference of personal opinion on how he should be characterised, so I’m not claiming that this is the definitive or only take on him as a character, but it’s why I dislike the “humble, starry-eyed, doting Jedi Master who is special and handsome and sad” picture he’s painted as in some older legends material and by the fandom at large. It’s just incredibly boring and alienating, because there’s no room for fault or temptation or anything else. I feel like if the “perfect cinnamon roll” Obi-Wan that exists in fandom and the ROTS novel were a real person, his twitter bio would have “an empath with imposter syndrome” in there somewhere. He would be fucking insufferable and not in a charming and hilarious and loving way

[noyasenpaii]

heyyo wyna!! i really like ur writing :< may i request sum fluffy fluffy hcs of what kinda petnames would the big bois (ushiwaka, tsukki, asahi, and lev) call their fem!s/o? also when they would use particular ones :DD thanks bubs and i hope ur doing okay during this pandemic!! sendin luv xox

I kinda made this but with a reader insert and i made this pretty long. I hope you like it🙌 

WARNING: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF :0

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wakatoshi ushijima  (✧ω✧)

◦ i'm just going to say I love this man so damn much I'm literally crying laying down with my phone on top of me because i'm taking this so seriously i'm sorryy

◦ big boi respects you so so much he pretty much always uses your last name

◦ only uses your first name for intimate sessions (i'd leave it to your imagination 😋)

◦ also uses your first name when he wants to persuade you to do something 

◦ imagine this

◦ he was walking you home and it was getting late

◦ you held his hand, swinging it as you guys were walking

◦ it was windy so your long hair kept covering your face

◦ you were getting frustrated

◦ ushijima smiles

◦ You removed your hair from your face and tied it back into a low ponytail

◦ "Ushiwaka."

◦ He looks at you still smiling

◦ "Why are you smiling like that?" You tilted your head a lil bit.

◦ He smiles even bigger and you saw a little bit of his teeth.

◦ "Y/n." 

◦ He. Called. You. BY YOUR FIRST NAME

◦ "If your long hair keeps bothering you, you can always cut it." 

◦ BAM BAM BAM your heart pounding through your ears 

◦ you looked away, having a bit of a trouble breathing

◦ You mumbled, "I don't think I'd look good in short hair."

◦ ushijima lifts an eyebrow, genuinely confused

◦ he started walking slowly, thinking about why you'd second guess your appearance

◦ he thinks you're one of the most beautiful women to exist on the planet and he never holds back from saying what's on his mind everytime he sees you

◦ sweetie, you'd always get bombarded with compliments every single day 😚

◦ Ushijima thought you thought of yourself as attractive, just like how he is confident with his skills as an ace

◦ plus he keeps reminding you how pretty you are

◦ he is genuinely clueless as to why you'd say that

◦ Ushijima pushes your shoulders to one side so that he can look you in the eyes. He looked at you with determination in his eyes.

◦ "But Y/n, you're gorgeous," he said in his signature, stoic tone. 

◦ BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM your heart be beating too fast

◦ And of course. You did it. You cut your hair. Snippity snappity goodbye long hair

◦ You went to an expensive salon just for him, did creambath, and did all those extra things for your hair

◦ results were worth! it!

◦ you didn't tell him because you wanted to surprise him in school :)

◦ when he saw you, he made the biggest, fattest smile he could ever give and you felt so warm inside

◦ With little stars in his eyes, he patted your head, noting how your hair smells different and that your hair was softer and silkier 👌

◦ "Beautiful." And you turned bright red.

tsukishima kei  ｡ﾟ･ (>﹏<) ･ﾟ｡

◦ always uses your last name

◦ probably because you also call him by his last name

◦ you asked if you could call him by his first name and he flat out said no

◦ might be because his brother and mother calls him by kei and he feels weird about it if you start calling him that too

◦ he always uses the suffix -chan just because it makes your name sound so cute

◦ this man is always cheeky

◦ teases you so much you can't take it no more

◦ imagine you were dancing by yourself in front of a reflective surface 

◦ the place you were in was empty because it was after school hours

◦ you were waiting for tsukishima and let's just say you got really really bored

◦ however you didn't want to be a bother to the volleyball club so you hung out by yourself

◦ you were starting to get lost in the music

◦ BUT

◦ sneaky tsukki

◦ he saw you dancing and was amazed

◦ ended up recording it 

◦ you spotted him

◦ screamed because you were so embarrassed

◦ "TSUKISHIMA I SWEAR TO GOD DELETE THAT."

◦ "ohohoho or what L/N chan~"

◦ you literally started begging him to delete it

◦ "Fine. I'll delete it on one condition." 

◦ "WHAT IS IT JUST SPIT IT OUT!"

◦ "That you join dance classes."

◦ you were confused to say the least. You were just playing around and suddenly he wants you to pursue dancing?

◦ "But it's not like I'm any good at it." You pouted

◦ "You weren't good. You were amazing, Y/N." He looked away, a little bit embarrassed at his rare sincerity

◦ you froze at the sound of your first name

◦ He coughed. "Here, see for yourself." He showed you the video and you laughed.

◦ "I guess I was okay," you lied. You cringed at the stiffness of your body. Maybe joining dance classes would be a good idea. If he liked you dancing so much, you could reward him by getting better at this talent.

◦ "Also," you smirked at the giant first year, "does this mean I get to call you Kei?"

◦ "No."

◦ "You didn't even consider it!"

azumane asahi  (づ◡﹏◡)づ

◦ baby boy has heart eyes everytime he sees you 😚

◦ respects you so so much, the only two ladies he holds to this regard is his mom and of course you :))))

◦ calls you by your first name since you also call him by asahi too 

◦ constantly makes excuses just to see you at school

◦ "Sorry Y/n," he says while scratching the back of his neck, smiling while doing so,"can I borrow your math textbook I forgot mine." 

◦ HOW COULD YOU SAY NO TO THIS BABY BOY

◦ sometimes he calls you by your last name with an addition of chan because he thinks it's cute :D

◦ probably calls you beautiful everyday too 😊

◦ "Angel" would be a go to for him when he asks you to do something

◦ "Y/n can you pass me that bottle right behind you?"

◦ "Just a second." You twisted and took the bottle in your hands. You tossed it and Asahi caught it with ease.

◦ "Thanks angel." 

◦ he'd turn around so quickly just so you won't see his flustered face uwuu

◦ He'd legit get so worked up from calling you nicknames

◦ "Oh god what if she cringed because I called her that." 

◦ Noya would actually smack him across the face and point to your red ass face

◦ "She loves it Asahi san." 

◦ "You really think so?!" 

haiba lev  (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)

◦ used to call you just by your first name

◦he desperately wanted to call you cute nicknames but he's scared of you

◦ respects you so much even if he teases you a lot

◦imagine you walking in the hallways 

◦ he literally walked up to you and said hello beautiful so casually☠

◦ ヨ、美人さん (yo bijin san)

◦ you clasped your hands together

◦ covering your mouth and screamed

◦ your classmates looked your way and you got so flustered

◦ LEV STARTED LAUGHING SO HARD aww this big boi

◦ "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO EMBARASSING LEV." You hit his chest as a symbol of your frustration

◦ "But you are beautiful Y/n," he whined, cowering away from you. 

◦ "Why'd you have to say it right now you've never called me that before?!" 

◦ "I didn't know you'd hate it so much!" He pouted at his failure.

◦ this tall baby boy would be so confused at your negative reaction so he stopped calling you that

◦ you asked why he stopped

◦ you kinda liked it

◦ (of course who wouldn't want to be called beautiful by the super handsome lev are you kidding me?)

◦ "Because you hit me last time!"

◦ "But you calling me that made me feel so special." You huffed. "Lev, you're clueless."

◦ "BUT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO UNDERSTAND YOU IF YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING." He tugged at his hair, frustrated but at the same time internally jumping up and down from happiness because you didn't reject the nickname

◦ "It's called picking up signals you big dork." You covered your face feeling a little bit embarrassed.

◦ "Y/n. You hit me and screamed at me. I think I did a pretty good job at picking up your signals." He said, bluntly.

◦ the fact that he was just being honest and not trying to make fun of you made you feel even more flustered oopsies

◦ "LEV SHUT UP"

◦ yaku and kuroo would be laughing to your conversations and sometimes record it because y'all too loud

tags

@yunggumii @blobbyx2blobfish @daiseukis @noyapai @letshaikyuu @gulfwanq @blkjackals @heccingdead @baby-boy-taichi @bokutokoutarou @dateko @maple0bwawe @allywritesimagines @chasin-l @1tsnoya @hihiq

[brxken-arrxw]

omg omg!!!! is this a HANZO RP BLOG?! literally screaming w joy rn!! im so glad i found an active one. i love this handsome man so so so so much & ur writing is exquisite. pls let me rant abt him ok pls thx bye ur doing amazing sweetie

//Oh my... Umm.... I don't really know what to say, except thank you!!! I'm glad you're enjoying my take on the archer. I try the best I can :)

[carnelianns]

congrats on 200!!! ♡, ♆, ✉︎ and ☀︎ for seth from ikerev? your writing has been helping me through these times and i'd like to thank you so much!

ur compliments r too kind huhu

♡ - romantic/affection headcanon

Although he first caught your attention through his “big sister” personality, as a lover, he’s anything but. 

You still confide in him about everything, yes, but as a significant other, Seth is very manly, taking the initiative to bring you on dates and whisk you away to secret little rendezvous around the Quarters when he’s feeling particularly bored. 

He’s very mischievous, and also very unafraid of showing you’re his and vice-versa. 

“Seth… why’d you get me this?” You ask, wide-eyed as you stare at the shining necklace in your hand.

“Just cause,” he hums, moving behind you to clip it on. “And,” he whispers, suddenly dangerously close to your ears, “I know it’s easier for you to wear this pretty little thing on your neck rather than.. the other, lovely marks.”

You squeal, to which he only laughs. 

♆ - jealousy headcanon

He’s actually very possessive, so don’t be surprised when you sport some fresh and extremely visible love marks after a jealous Seth has his way with you. 

To others, he’s simply a man far too excited to spend some time with his girlfriend. Behind closed doors, however, you see how his eyes darken, hear how his voice drops a whole octave. 

You don’t notice his keen gaze on you and the current soldier you’re laughing with until it is far too late.

“Sorry to interrupt, but I’ll be needing this lovely, little Alice for a moment~” He smiles, grasping your hand and pulling you away before either you or the soldier could say anything. 

“Seth, what’s wrong? Is there anything—”

You’re immediately silenced when he gives you the look. Smile not quite reaching his eyes, light orbs seemingly darker than usual. Oh.

His name leaves your lips, honeyed and cunning, causing your eyes to widen. “I just have to remind you of a few things. Don’t worry, it won’t take too long~ You’ll get back to that adorable soldier in no time.”

You, in fact, did not get back to the soldier that day. Or any other day, for that matter.

☀︎ - habit headcanon

He has a nasty habit of winking whenever you two make eye contact. It’s almost as if his whole being wishes for your embarrassment, even his subconscious. 

You’ve asked him about it once, and he’s painfully unaware that he does so.

“There! You did it again!” You accuse, pointing a finger towards his handsomely confused face. 

“I did?” He asks, furrowing his brows. “Huh. I guess it’s a reflex.”

“Yeah, well you better find a way to stop this reflex,” you mumble under your breath, averting your gaze.

He, however, caught every single word. Leaning closer with a smirk on his face, he hums, grabbing a soft lock of your hair, “Is there a problem, Alice? I could have sworn I heard you say something.”

“Nothing! It was nothing!”

He also has a nasty habit of teasing you, if it isn’t blatantly obvious. 

✉︎ - love letter

How are you doing, sweetie? I hope this letter reaches you well~ And if it doesn’t, well, that’s going to be a problem, isn’t it?

You must be bored without your amazing lover right by your side… though I do admit that it’s the same for me here. Everyday, I wake up yearning for your bright smile and the cute little blush you have on whenever I’m teasing you… Look what you’re doing to this poor man, Alice! I might really go crazy here...

I know it must be hard without me, but hang in there, darling. I’ll be back before you know it.

Seth Hyde

P.S. I love you.

P.S. I love you.

[vaguely-concerned]

my friends... like a fool I did watch fatal journey. and I indeed cried a lot because nie brothers!!!! spoilers under the cut!

- first of all: nie huaisang is my favourite mdzs character and I’m SO happy with how they’ve done his characterization here! he’s so smart! (and his brother knows and respects it, as does their whole sect ;_______; I get the sense not a lot of people actually know him that well, it’s so good to know nie mingjue does and is aware that his brother is intelligent and capable behind his antics) 

also loved how the narrative supported the emotional throughline that nie huaisang doesn’t need to be changed into something he’s not to be a Valid sect leader -- he is never going to be a martial arts master or into military stuff and he is kind of soft but he’s also very explicitly not a coward and is competent and charismatic in his own way as well as y’know a secret mastermind. (...and he survives jin guangyao where his brother doesn’t. owwwww.)  most of all he shows he’s aware of the lives he’s responsible for and takes it extremely seriously. there is a... righteousness, I want to say? to him, behind all the grey morality stuff in the revenge plot. I guess there’s a reason he got along so well with wei wuxian haha. 

- oh nie mingjue. oh my heart is breaking for him again and again, he tried so hard. he tried so hard to get away from his family’s terrible legacy and he was so young when he was forced to take it on and like huaisang says he did the best he could with what he was given and it’s so awful. all this guilt and pressure he was never responsible for creating but has to find a way to handle somehow. (the generational trauma metaphor when he was literally being beaten into the ground by the manifestation of their family’s history fsdalfsdjh (admittedly in the form of some frankly irredeemable CGI but y’know what the emotional metaphor still stands lol)) 

literally my only solace right now is that ultimately he might not have managed to break away from or question that dark legacy himself... but he essentially raised a person who could. because he loved his little brother for exactly who he was, even when that was something different from what he himself had been raised to value. hmngh. hnnnnnnnnng. no it’s okay it’s just raining on my face 

- on a shallower note: nie mingjue with his hair down tho.   O.O

- “Do I really have to watch you die in front of me before you stop?” THIS IS JUST PLAIN OLD CRUELTY!!! JUST STABBING ME IN THE HEART WITH A RUSTY BREADKNIFE REPEATEDLY WHAT THE  F U C K

(it’s also nie huaisang making it clear to his brother that he sees and knows a lot more than he lets on and it’s devastating in every way) 

- those poor nie guys helplessly watching what could easily have been the last remaining heir to lead their sect THROW HIMSELF OFF A CLIFF because he’s profoundly ride or die (or resurrect) for the people he cares about     

- nie mingjue. openly crying. and apologizing to huaisang for making him practice with the saber. because he knows he’s dying and he doesn’t know any other way than what he was taught or how to leave his little brother better equipped for the eventual burden he’ll inherit. and he feels like he’s failed as a brother and as a son and as a clan leader. fhjkdshakjsfhasdflhkj 

but you know what murders me more than all of that? the fact that this moment of vulnerability and ‘weakness’ from him is when huaisang actually becomes calmer and more secure. because what he’s really been afraid of this whole time is that his brother is already gone, lost to the saber madness, or that he really thought he was useless and cowardly and worthless. and here is the brother he loves and remembers, being present with him. so now he can focus his big brain and solve the puzzle. he was more scared of losing his brother than dying with him down there as long as they were together. HELP ME   

- rip to this earnest handsome dualwielding nie dude doomed from the outset b/c he doesn’t appear in the main series. ur sacrifice was appreciated buddy

- I have a LOT of feelings about how clear it is that nie mingjue more or less raised his brother. there’s something about the sentiment of ‘no matter what you want to do with your life, as long as I’m alive I will love you and protect you’ that is so deeply parental. the way he was like ‘it’s okay, I’m here’ after he caught him from falling? same thing. (his voice is so sooooft right there) can’t explain it, but I sure as hell feel it. unconditional goddamn love huh

(and in their final scenes together, as he’s helping his brother stay upright, there’s the unavoidable implication that nhs is thinking ‘but I don’t know if I can protect you’. and in the end...)  

...shit I’m crying a bit again don’t mind me 

- everything to do with the flute makes jgy’s eventual fate all the more satisfying to think about. *me filming nhs pulling the longest and most devastating long con of vengeance for his brother on this piece of shit* you’re doing amazing sweetie 

- NIE MINGJUE OVEREXTENDED HIMSELF TRYING TO PERFECTLY FIGURE OUT THE SABER TECHNIQUE SO HIS LITTLE BROTHER WOULD NEVER HAVE TO HURT LIKE THAT I AM WAILING 

- anyway nhs gave his best friend the second chance at life and love he deserved and honored his brother’s memory by getting revenge on his murderer in the most meticulous and thorough way possible, bringing all the injustices that asshole had committed to light in the process, all without ever showing his hand, and I love him more than words can describe haha 

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hellooo 😳 ✨ + maylaposts and narutographic for naruto ones. hope ur doing well!!

Mayyy you too I hope you’re having a lovely day!

1. ufff i’m crying with this set askjdnas i always loved them and you did such an amazing job with the gifs and the quote!! i love the delicate font you chose bc it gives off that sad and nostalgic feeling about them not being able to be together cause.... you know.... askjda anyways the second and last gif look super pretty with the way you colored them!! i looove this edit<3

2. the coloring here is so pretty?? how?? teach me~ it’s so soft and you made that bastard look even more handsome~~ the colors mix really well with the background and it gives a warm and cozy feeling i adore it!!

3. this edit is awesome!! it looks great and the red makes it look so bright i looove it! she is indeed best mom aksjda love the caps you used<3 the first 2 are my favs and the fact that you put them next to each other show her growth and i love that, and it reminds me of her story and i want to cry aksjdnksa

4. this one is sooo pretty!! i love how you mixed the mangacaps with the official art, it all looks so soft just like they are~ also the quote, the font and what each cap represents --> A++++ edit sweetie!! i love it so muchhh<3

5. this gifset looks so lovely too! they way you colored them?? stunningggg!! it’s so soft and you know i adore soft colors the most kasjda<3 besides it’s about the best kny boy what more could i ask for? you’re really talented, i love how you can make different types of edits and make all of them look so prettyy<3

and let’s not forget about how beautiful your icons are!! i absolute adore them and i shall use this one you made for a loooong time<3

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— watering my feelings for you.

requests: omg... flower shop au.... sending ur rk a new flower for his desk every week... sending him big beautiful arrangements on special occaisions... yes

Hello sweetie💕 I absolutely ADORE your writing 💕💕💕 it's so innocent?? And precious?? Like you! Like thank you for always brightening up my dash with your amazing self! If it's alright I had a little request? The boys with a super gentle s/o who looooves plants? Like they love to garden and talks to their sprouts, encouraging them to grow. Maybe the boys can help analyze the soil so they grow happier? If not it's okay!! Have a lovely day darling ✨💕

hello this was supposed to come out yesterday but i realized that maybe at 4:20am you should go to bed instead well at least re-reading it today doesn’t make it as bad as i thought these asks were so soft

Connor:

• he just wanted some flowers to put on Hank’s table as celebration after a big case • he didn’t expect you at all • not one manual about humans prepared him for this • is it– is it the arrangement? is it that? • no it’s def you, only you • gosh you’re even more beautiful than the way you organized the flowers • what,,,, what should he do,,,, • of fucking course he’s going to panic and stutter • he just wanted to ask for your number • yet he managed to make a fool of himself and sadly go home with the bouquet in hand • he still doesn’t know but he perfectly succeeded in his attempt at wooing you • and now he’s sitting on a chair, ruffling his own hair at the embarrassing moment replaying in his head • he believes that, by now, you’re vivaciously gossiping about ‘how freaky that android was this morning’ with your colleagues and boy does his heart shrinks • but in the end he can’t help returning to your shop after a week • he’s lucky he doesn’t need rest bc he surely wouldn’t have been able to sleep the whole time • yes he doesn’t actually need more flowers but • are you– are you blushing?? what?? even if he was a complete mess the other day?? • rA9 maybe?? he still has a chance?? maybe?? • fucking please write your number on the business card it’s painful to watch u 2 dorks 

RK900:

• why would he needs flowers? • he doesn’t • but, despite this, he’s here, faking window shopping • ‘faking’ as ‘it’s obvious I’m in love with the part-timer but I’m an awkward boy and I don’t know how to approach humans so I’m trying to look at flowers’ • why does this has to be so complicated • “may i help you?” • no no no no you can’t please ahh go away • “no” • and,,,, he exits the shop like this never happened • i’m not gonna lie you’re a bit taken aback, not only by him being so handsome but also you’ve never heard such a firm ‘no’ in your life • too bad you can’t see his face so blue because you just talked to him • but he doesn’t give up • after an hour he’s back at the shop • honestly you both know the situation is weird at this point • “actually, I think you might help me” • “oh! perfect! were you searching for something in particular or?” • “yes. I was.” • “.... okay. any examples?” • “I’m in need of bouquet for a date and I was wondering what were your favourites flowers” 

RK800-60:

• he is an habitué • you don’t know how or why he always shows during weekends • he just does • most of the time he buys flowers or tiny cacti • his room is full of them, he really doesn’t know where to put the next ones, please help him, he has already gifted half of his collection to all the people he knows and either he gets to know more people or you understand that he’s trying to flirt with you • so you think he’s really passionate about plants • and god are you happy!! • finally someone nice that you can talk about plants for days on end! • well he doesn’t dislike them but his hardware might explode if you keed feeding him info about gardening • fortunately a co-worker asks him out and he’s like,,,, “what no, of course I like [name]” • and fucking months mutual pining melts down like wax • he’s so glad he can stop buying plants he was going to water them with his tears • WHAT DO YOU MEAN you’re mad about the plants yes he took care of them don’t worry • LISTEN it was a necessary move no you don’t understand he made it for you ok • YES HE WATERED THEM EVERY DAY DON’T WORRY BABY THEY’RE FINE • what,,,, why do you want them back,,,, why should they stay at your apartment along with this things– • OH • you meant that • he’s totally fine with that 

Bonus — Connor / RK900 / RK800-60:

• as someone who doesn’t particularly like parties you’re truly glad that one of the perks of your job as a florist is going to the place, do your thing, setting the flowers in pretty positions and going back home to read a book or watch some tv  • the sole con, really, is when the broad guy that usually drives the truck for big events dumps you at the last minute • i mean fuck? since it’s a DPD gathering there should be at least a strong police officer helping you unloading the ornaments, right? • by all means; no • it’s too early, not even one guest has arrived yet • so you’re there, kinda struggling with your plastic green boots in the mud, heaps of heavy plants on your hands • until you hear “I told you we were early!” “stop complaining, of course we came early, not only is bad etiquette to arrive late but I also couldn’t bear the sight of you putting more hair gel” • it’s a soft bicker in the distance, and you’re so focused on the hilarious interaction that you don’t notice an android getting near you, a wide smile “do you need any help with that?” • he’s,,,, fucking cute help • but halfway through opening your mouth two other heads pop next to his, all slightly similar • three cuties in a row now,,,, it’s your lucky day heck • and since they’re so robust they all help you with placing things!! • gosh is this a dream? can you like, hire them or something? • “thanks a bunch, without you it would’ve taken me hours!” • “don’t worry, we were glad to assist with the preparations!” • “speak for yourself, Connor, I want to be paid!” • “what, c’mon 60, we don’t actually need money” • “though I agree with him, we do require some sort of payment for the work done” • “RK900, love, please, can’t we just do something without expecting anything in return?” • “no no, it’s alright, you did contribute so it’s natural of me to pay you– but if money is not what you want, well, i can offer some flowers, perhaps?” • do androids even like flowers? • “a date!” 60 chirps behind a nodding RK900 “yes, that might be appropriate” • what,,,, what does this mean • a date?? really?? beautiful boys asking you on a date??? wait,,,, which one of those three • you stifle a nervous laugh “so three dates? like taking turns? shame i can’t date all of you at once, huh” • welp would you look at their faces! okay you said something strange but it was a joke no need to be so– • “as a matter of fact, we meant that” Connor tries, tentatively, blushing a little at the thought • “that what” you really don’t get it do u moron • “a date with the three of us. at once” RK900 is fucking serious • what have you gotten yourself into • the date it’s nice, tho, you take them to a botanical garden and gosh do you have fun • you gift them 3 cute ass different tiny plants and they all put it on their desk • they also take from you the habit of talking to flowers, which is pretty heartwarming to be fair • no they don’t feel stupid in the slightest you said it makes the sprouts grow stronger and happier so they will do it they want you to be proud of them • Connor and 60 don’t tell you but they have a compilation of videos about RK900 watering and saying cute things to the pot as if it were you • wholesome androids tbh • please insist on making them wash their hands and mouth because you never know when they could get the sudden urge to verify that is it indeed topsoil • you only forgive them because they tell you what’s the best soil around judging by the chemical composition 

[dumbki-kaminari]

My bby boy tangerine sugar bear sweetie snuggle bug deserves more love so -

Reasons why ily @hitoshiormiss -

U make me happy

U have cool hair

Ur smiles adorable

Ur voice 💕

Ur lips

Ur clothing tastes! I love u, ya nerd

Ur love for things that you enjoy

Ur not embarrassed by that stuff ^

You understand situations that I don’t like and make me feel like a better person

You make me wanna be better

You make me smile

You’re bod is suppper handsome and pretty and awesome

You’re the first person to make me feel the way I’m feeling

You talk to me about ur feelings

U talk to me about ur mom

U love ur mom

Ariana Grande

Jesus juice

Conspiracy theories

We’re both into monsters

Ur courageous

You’re trying your best to love urself

You have— like the most beautiful awesome rad eyes ever.. ur eyes are so pretty in color and when I have the opportunity to look into them I can feel.. so much from them? You’re eyes are like a window and when we were looking at those old pictures you looked so giggly and happy and ur eyes were just.. so good

Knowing you’re there for me makes me feel.. happy

Ur hands.. strong but small and I just want to touch them and make them sweaty and feel them on my face and skin

Good butt

Ur energy!!!

You make me laugh!!!!

You read to me.. give me a chance to calm down and stop using all my energy.. let me just.. close my eyes and listen to you’re sweet voice

Ur cool!

You’re a good teacher!

U tell me stories about u from when u were little

You actually liked my flirting somehow? And like made me feel? So good

U like my dog

U care about me

U encourage me!

U respect me and my time and friendships!

U understand that I’m busy and spread myself out a lot and don’t mind that

Ur so reliable!!

Ur super sweet

U send me selfies

U want me to be successful!!!

Ur proud of me!!

Ur always working on urself!!

U like Minecraft and games that are just fun!!

Ur so cute and emo!!

Ur style in clothing is so rad? Did I say that already? Goth bf

U chose me when u could of chose better

U like my art

Ur so good at creating things!!

Ur clean

You’ve never seen the ocean and I wanna take you surfing and swim with you and show you the joys of a beach because that’s where I feel like myself the most and being able to be free with the earth is an amazing feeling, riding waves and floating above fish.. I want you to feel that

You like my dumb poetry and songs

Youd teach me to dance

U make my heart smile.. make my heart bloom with a love I’ve never felt as true as it is now

U make my dick smile 😎

I love you because I can miss you right after talking to you for hours..

U make me sappy

When u laugh I laugh too!!

Ur eyes smile when u smile and they frown when u frown

Ur super sweet! (Like terimasue)

Ur really kind and nice

U give urself to me

U make me feel special

When I met you I knew I’d grow to love u

I didn’t think I’d get as far as I did when I started flirting with you but I can’t believe it worked and I love u cause it did

Ur my biggest fan!

U make me choke on Cheerios with ur nerdiness

U talk to me when ur supposed to be working

U don’t only tell me that u love me cause u show me and make me feel that love

U make me feel like I’m wrapped in a blanket right from the dryer

Ur super hot!!

U want the world to be a better place

U ask about my day

You listen to me talk

You know the best stuff

Ur a cutie when u pout

I think it’s hot when ur determined or mad

U hang out with ur mom

U call me peaches and it makes me feel so loved

U give good compliments

Ur my bestest friend

Ur like my nightlight in the dark

U use so many pillows

U love banana bread

U support me

U yell at me when I pet my kitty

Ur everything I’ve ever wanted

Thinking about u makes my knees weak

Ur silly

U save memes on ur phone and show me before sending them to others and it makes me feel special

You always try to say good morning and good night even when we’re both busy

Ur always ready to defend me

You make me feel attractive and loved, and u like men and even though I don’t have everything other guys have u still like how I am

Ur logical

U do the stupid cheesy stuff I want u to do like the math

U like cartoons

U like my favorite color

Ur blunt but nice about it

Ur my favorite person