#waaa sorry this took so long. was busy | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

please-buckme · 4 years ago

Text

The View From The Fire Escape. (2/3)

Bucky Barnes x gn!reader

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: fluff, sexual situation 18+, and ANGST BABY, and sorry.

Part 1 // Part 3

The sun beamed through your bedroom window shortly after you fell asleep, peeking it’s rays passed your makeshift curtains. You tossed and turned all morning as thoughts of Bucky ran through your head.

You’d seen him from afar almost every night since he moved in. At first he was shy, only ducking his head out for air every now and then. Eventually, though, you asked him to stick around, have a beer with you. He declined the offer the first couple of times, but one night he was out there before you as if he were waiting for you.

Since then, you were his late night remedy after another terrible nightmare. Some nights you would be too tired to set out and talk. Those nights were the worst for Bucky.

You helped him think of other things, helped him take his mind off of his past if only for a short time. So when you weren’t out there he had nothing but time to sit alone and think. Think of all the things he’s done, all the horrors of his past. His victims' faces flashing to life as he relives every moment. When you didn’t save him from himself, he could never go back to sleep. He was always too scared and frightened at what his mind would make him relive if he closed his eyes, again.

But sometimes, after you talk for a while, he would dream of you. Even though he’d only seen you from across the way as well, in his dreams he was touching your soft skin. He could still hear you giggling but this time in his ear as he kissed down your neck. Those dreams he cherished. You were the only positive thing his unconscious mind would grant him and he was okay with that.

Your alarm went off at 10am, giving you just enough time to shower, do your hair and get dressed. The weather outside was beautiful; clear skies and sunny. You dressed for summer for the first time in over a year. It didn’t take long for 11am to hit as you found yourself rushing around your apartment, scrambling to find your keys and wallet. Instead of putting your shoes on, you grabbed them and rushed out the door;

Locking the door from the inside.

You were late. Only by five minutes, but Bucky began to panic. You were the first person he was seeing that wasn’t part of him trying to ‘make amends’. He liked you and that was a lot for him to process already. You were the first person who was genuinely nice to him since the blip. He didn’t want to screw this up.

When you were six minutes late, the heavy breathing kicked in. As if he wasn’t nervous enough, now he’s sure you weren’t coming. He scratches his head in defeat and begins to walk away.

Before he could get too far, though, you come barreling out the door,

“Bucky? Bucky, oh my god. I’m so sorry.” You say out of breath. “One minute I was getting ready and the next my favorite song came on so I got a little lost and then- BAM” you shout, making Bucky jump in surprise. He could tell you were nervous too, just from the rambling. You rambled a lot when you were nervous. He found it cute.

“It was 10:55. I’m so sorry. I hope you weren’t down here long.”

“No just-“ He looks at the watch on his right wrist, “about ten minutes. I was early.” He states, clearing his throat.

Once you caught your breath reality set in. Here he was. He was even more beautiful up close. But it was really just his face you could admire, the rest of him was covered from his neck to his toes in dark clothing.

“You know it’s, like, eighty degrees out, right?” You giggle, looking his attire over.

He sighed, “Ah.. yeah, I’ll be fine. This actually keeps me cool.” He lied.

“Really? Your black leather jacket with matching gloves keeps you cool?”

He shakes his head, smirking down at you, “Ya know, you’re way more annoying in this proximity. I think I’m just gonna-“ He laughs, pointing to his apartment.

“Shut up.” You say shoving his left shoulder. Your palm landed on his covered metal arm and Bucky grabbed your wrist gently before lowering it back to your side.

“So what’s the plan today?” He asks, trying to cut through the awkwardness he’d brought between the two of you.

“Well, first I’ll put my shoes on, and then I thought we’d go to the square. There’s some sort of event going on. I thought it’d be more fun to walk around rather than sit and talk.” You shrug.

You were awkward but confident in your own way. It’s like you embraced the awkwardness and Bucky loved that about you. To his surprise, but not really that surprising, you were more awkward in person. But also so beautiful. More beautiful than he’d dreamed. The skin that peaked through your clothing appeared soft. He wanted to reach out and touch you, but at the same time didn’t want to rush anything. Bucky was old fashioned in many ways and dating was one.

You beamed this sort of natural glow under your shy demeanor. Bucky smiled, “We can do whatever you want, after I help you with your shoes.”

“Oh.. you don’t have ta- waaa” Bucky helped you balance as he held your foot over his knee, placing the shoe on each foot, then double knotting your laces. “He can tie shoes too. God, is there anything you can’t do?” You giggle.

Bucky groans like an old man as stood back on his feet, “whistle.” He grins.

“You’re lying.”

“Yeah, I am.” He laughs, nudging your shoulder. “Come on.”

You smile up at him when he holds his right arm out to you. Your arm links with his as he walks you around the busy Brooklyn sidewalk.

The square was packed. Kids running around you and Bucky with every other step, it feels like. You watch as he held back a smile when a sweet little girl ran up and gave him a flower.

“Oh, is this for me?” He asked, kneeling down to her eye level. She nods, “Thank you, Doll. I’ll keep it til the petals fall off, how’s that sound?” He smiled as she giggled and ran away.

“And he’s good with kids.” You note aloud again.

“Kids are much easier to talk to than adults.” He smirked.

Bucky held onto the flower the entire time. It made your heart melt a little more each time you caught him twirling it between his fingers. He was simple. Even the smallest act of kindness went a long way with him.

You moved from booth to booth, shop to shop, trying on hats that made Bucky grin and ate the greased food Bucky's ever consumed. He watched as you talked to the small business owners littering the square just hoping for people to buy from their booth. He notices the crinkles by your eye when you laugh. He’d never seen such beauty in one smile. You were kind, understanding and patient with him and that’s exactly what he needed.

You never asked about his arm and he was so grateful for that. When he came out shirtless the first time he didn’t know you were there. His breath hitched in his throat when he saw you waving over to him. He expected all the usual questions, but you never asked one.

Even today you grabbed it to drag him to another booth and you didn’t even flinch. This put Bucky at ease. You're the first person to hold his hand in years. It’s silly but it means more to him than you’ll ever know.

“What do you think of these?” You ask, trying on a pair of sunglasses.

“I like the other ones.” He points to the other pair in your hand.

“Hmm, okay. Just these then.” You pay for the sunglasses and walk back the way you came as the event was ending.

“Did you have fun?” Bucky asked, hesitantly moving his hand closer to yours.

“I had a great time, Buck. You’re good company.” His heart lurched at the complement. He stretched his pinky out towards the back of your palm, running it open and down your soft skin before you got the hint and took his hand into yours. You both wore smiles the whole way back.

The walk home was pretty quiet. You’d gotten a little more comfortable and rested your head against his leather covered metal arm, sighing as your feet began to ache.

“Thanks for hanging out with me.” You say once you arrived at your building.

“Thanks for inviting me.” He gave you a shy smile.

It was still midday and you were positive you’d be too tired to sit out tonight. In all honesty you weren’t quite ready to say goodbye just yet. You cleared your throat, trying to think of a way to get him upstairs without sounding too desperate.

“I’d love to put that pretty flower in a vase for you,” it wasn’t a great excuse but you gotta work with what you got.

“Are you trying to steal my flower?” He scoffed jokingly.

“Of course not I-“

“The audacity..”

“Shut up,” you giggle. “I’m just trying to get you upstairs, okay?” The air around you thickens. Did you really just say that? I thought we were going for not too desperate.

“I don’t think that’s-“

“It's okay, Bucky. I just wasn’t ready to say goodbye, is all.” The frown you wore made his heart sink. Has he upset you now?

“You know, I’m not really ready to say goodbye either.” He grins down at you. A soft sigh of relief comes from you and you smile, taking his hand into yours again and dragging him upstairs.

Once you opened the door, you kicked yourself for not cleaning up. It wasn’t too bad just empty beer bottles on your coffee table and an open pizza box.

“Sorry it’s so messy.” You apologize, picking things up on your way to the kitchen. “Would you like a plum?”

“No thanks. I have a bad history with plums.” Bucky says. You hum in understanding even though you were totally confused. But that is also going into the ill-talk-about-it-when-I-want-to-talk-about-it file.

Are the nightmares plum related? Anyways.

Bucky followed you to the kitchen and watched as you ate the plum. The juices of the plum stained your lips and even ran down your chin. Bucky was drooling over you. So beautiful and sexy and you’re just eating a plum. He hadn’t realized his mouth was hanging open as he watched you, but you did.

You smiled shyly, “Would you like a bite?” You asked, pulling Bucky from his trance.

He smirked, “Out of you or the plum?”

Your cheeks flushed as you swollen the remnants of the plum and the lump that now sat in your throat. “That’s entirely up to you, Buck.”

He smiled. He was a little nervous to go too far with you but he couldn’t stand it any longer. It’d been so long since someone noticed him the way you do and watching those juices drip down your chin did him in. He needed you just as bad as you wanted him.

He walked up to you slowly, taking the plum from you and biting into it. The juices now glossed his lips as well as he whispered, “how about both?”

A whimper fell from your lips, making Bucky lose all sense of control. Letting the plum slip from his fingertips, he cupped your face with his hands before smashing his lips to yours. He absentmindedly raised you to your tiptoes, so entranced with your taste. He could taste the plum on your breath and somehow that tasted even sweeter than taking a bite straight from the plum itself.

Bucky was drunk for the first time in decades and he didn’t need alcohol to do it; he just needed you. You were the elixir he’d been searching for all this time. He needed you as much as he needed oxygen to breathe.

You moaned into his mouth as he lifted you into his arms and carried you to your room as if he’d done it a million times before.

Your head hit the mattress as he laid you down. He groaned into your mouth, rubbing himself against you. “Bucky..” you whimpered once his lips trailed to your neck.

This was something you never thought would happen but you wouldn’t trade it for anything. You wanted all of him; his touch, his affection, his past, his secrets he’d never even tell his closest friend, his bad days, his good days, everything. You were overwhelmed with him, his cologne taking over your sense and his tender touches sending you into a frenzy.

Once he got to your chest, you sat up and flipped him over, pinning his hands above his head as you did so. You began to trail kisses down his neck now and undid his jacket.

Bucky winced when you pinned him down. He felt a panic attack approaching and he did everything he could to stop it. He tried to steady his breathing but with the way you were kissing him, that was never going to happen. He started counting to ten slowly in his head, but nothing he did could stop this attack from coming on. Flashbacks of being chained to gurneys and beds hit him like a ton of bricks.

“Oh god-“ he cried, making you stop and look up at him.

“Bucky-? Are you okay?”

He couldn’t hear you through the pounding in his ears and the noises of them working on his arm that were etched into his memories.

“Stop-“ he cried out, more to himself than you.

“Bucky what’s wrong? Did I do something?” You asked worried but also a little frightened.

“Get off of me..” He whimpered.

“Bucky?”

“I said get off of me.” Bucky through you to the floor as he sat up. Tears streamed down his face now. The panic attack was in full swing and he didn’t know what to do. All he knew was that he had to get out of here.

“I’m so sorry, y/n. I really am.” He apologized just before running down the hall and out of your apartment.

Bucky left you confused, hurt and now frightened. Your body ached from being thrown to the floor.

All you knew was, the man you came into the apartment with wasn’t the same one who left.

Masterlist

Taglist: @haydens-moles @valkyrieofthehighfae @aurora-sweet @hoeforcuteguyswithcharmingsmiles @sebbystanlover-vk @youre-a-wallflower-charlie @nebulastarr @meegggoooo @skylerrae-solo @wintersoldiersthings @blondekel77 @gogolucky13 @buckysm3talarm @heavenlyseb @writersbuck @badassbuchanan @buckyownsmylife @buckysdolls @notwithoutbarnes @cherryblossomskye @ladyfallonavenger @drinkfantasy @tonystankschild @tfandtws

#sebastian stan #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes marvel #marvel bucky barnes #tfatws bucky #tfatws spoilers #tfatws #the falcon and the winter solider #marvelcastedit #marvel cast #Bucky barnes fluff #Bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes reader insert #marvel fanfiction #the winter solider

168 notes · View notes

roo-the-fox · 5 years ago

Text

This is a BTS fanfic series for some of my friends and I. I’m not really sure where the series will go but we’re just here to have fun with it. Please enjoy ^.^

Summary: Jillian, Annie, and Savannah have reached points in their careers where they can finally take a month-long vacation to Korea. Little did they know that their favorite K-pop group was going to be flying in the same cabin as them. What could happen in the 13 hours in that first class cabin?

___________________________________________________________________________

GIRL’S TRIP, Chapter 1

Jilly’s outfit:

Annie’s outfit:

Savannah’s outfit:

“C’mon, let’s go! The flight is gonna leave soon!” Jillian sang back to her friends as they walked through the busy airport.

“We wouldn’t be late if THIS one hadn’t gotten up earlier,” Annie grumbled, holding her Shooky pillow in one hand and her Shih Tzu, Happy, in the other.

“I couldn’t help it,” Savannah whined. “Happy was laying on me and I was stuck! I couldn’t just wake her up. How could I disturb the angel?” Savannah smiled at the pup, who lazily looked back at her and huffed.

“Ugly-ass demon is more like it.” Annie mumbled, causing Savannah and Jillian to laugh.

Upon reaching the gate, the girls pulled out their tickets and passports. The call for first class had just been announced and the girls were able to get in the back of the line before the next section had been called.

“I can’t even believe this whole trip is happening.” Savannah sighed, stretching as they waited for the slow-moving line.

“We’ve all needed it, though. We’ve been working our asses off.” Annie sighed. It was even a miracle that they all got time off together to take this trip. Jillian was still adjusting to her role as head respiratory therapist at her hospital; Annie had just opened her new optometry office only 6 months before; Savannah was working on her second novel; and Donna had been working as a top pharmacist with a big medical conglomerate.

“Absolutely. I’m glad that Donna is able to meet us over there. She needed those extra few weeks to spend with her family, but its good that we could get that same time to make a girl’s trip out of it, too.” Jillian said, smiling and excited.

“She’s coming up from Busan three days after we get there, right?” Savannah asked, before nodding her head towards the line, signaling the others to move up.

“Yeah, and she’ll room with whoever is in the second room, but we can figure that out when we get there.” Annie explained, the others nodding in agreement.

They reached the front of the line, where their tickets and passports were scanned. The staff took some of their extra baggage for free, leaving them with their backpacks, pillows, and a very sleepy Happy.

“Dude, I’m so excited about the cherry blossoms.” Jillian squealed.

“Yeah, those are gonna be some bomb pictures.” Annie said, smiling.

“I’m excited for food.” Savannah said, almost drooling at the thought.

“Ugh, fooooooooooood.” Annie and Jillian harmonized, making them all break out in giggles. Once they reached the plane, they handed their tickets to the flight staff, who pointed out their seats in the first class section of the plane.

“Can we just appreciate the fact that we’re all sitting near each other? and that we all got first class? Now, we’ll have plenty of snacks for th—“ Jillian started saying before she tripped over something, barely catching herself before face-planting into the floor of the plane.

“Jilly! Are you okay?” Annie rushed up behind her, but unable to grab her because of her full hands.

“Here! Annie! Toss me Shooky!” Savannah called from the other aisle. Annie turned to her and, with an unbalanced throw, chucked it to her. Unfortunately, due to the angle, the plush pillow ended up falling short intended target and landed on another passenger, a young man with a ball cap and a mask on. All three girls froze before Annie started panicking.

“O-oh shit! I am so sorry, sir! Are you okay?” Annie started spurting out, forgetting all the Korean she knew. Keeping his head down, the man paused, seemingly shocked at the giant plush cookie that landed in his lap. Slowly, he put his hand up, signaling that he was fine. Savannah took the pillow from his lap slowly, while whispering an apology in Korean.

“Quenchanhayo? (Are you alright?)” Savannah asked, quietly. The masked man simply nodded and Savannah bowed before she quickly ran off to her seat.

Once Jillian had picked herself up and was moving to her seat, she looked back to see what exactly she had tripped over. Right where she had been kneeling, a boot was poking out in the aisle, but quickly sliding into the booth where it belonged. She huffed and just kept moving towards her seat, Annie right behind her. Once the girls found their seats, Jillian against the window and Annie and Savannah in the middle, they started situating their stuff.

“Savannah, can you take Happy for a second?” Annie asked before handing the dog over. Savannah grabbed Happy from over the wall that separated the seats before setting her in the seat.

“Happy, stay.” Savannah said, sternly. The pup just looked up, wagging her tail and tilting her head innocently. Savannah, still skeptical, kneeled in front of the dog, taking her laptop and novel notes out of her bag. She was zipping up her backpack when a deep gasp came from behind her.

“Puppy! Can I pet?” A deep but excited voice asked. Savannah turned, looking at the tall man. His voice was familiar as was his smiling eyes, but with a mask on, she couldn’t quite put a finger on the features. She just nodded and he started playing with the puppy.

“Happy, paw.” Savannah commanded, signaling the dog to give the man her paw.

“Waaa~ Gwiyeo~” The man kneeled in front of Happy and Savannah froze, the familiar man’s identity knocking into her mind like a brick wall. Not knowing what to do, she just stood in the corner of her booth, watching as the man played with Happy. Savannah just turned to her friends, who were blissfully unaware of who exactly was on the plane with them. Jillian had just put her backpack in the overhead compartment and was sitting down. Annie was getting her laptop and headphones from her backpack. She zipped up her backpack and tried putting it into the overhead compartment but, unfortunately, was a little too short to reach.

“Hey Savannah, can you come help me real quick?” Annie asked, looking at her friend. Savannah’s mouth went dry and she gaped, unable to speak. She just pointed at the man who blocked her from leaving her booth. All she could do was point at the man and hold up two fingers, as if giving the peace sign. Confused, Annie just slouched and looked around for a member of the flight staff to help her.

“Here, I help.” A tall man came up behind Annie and took the backpack from her hands. He placed it in the compartment then winked at her before returning to his seat. Annie just looked between the man and the compartment, baffled by the quick interaction. Savannah just stood there, hand of her face as she tried to wrap her mind around the situation they had been put into when she heard the man next to her speak again.

“Hyung! Look at this puppy!” The excitement in his voice made her turn back to him. She watched as the same man who she had apologized to just a few minutes ago came up behind the deep-voiced man.

“Wae?” His voice sounded raw and tired and Savannah bit her lip to try to not scream. She watched as the second man leaned down and started petting the Shih tzu.

“What’s the name?” The second man asked, his English accent a little broken.

“Her name is Happy.” Savannah said quietly. Both men chuckled, softly.

“Cute dog.” The second man said, scratching her ear tenderly. He already seemed to forget about being tackled by the giant Shooky only a few minutes. No wonder he was so shocked to see the pillow in his lap suddenly. Savannah looked over at Jillian, who was blissfully unaware of everything that was going on. She contemplated texting the group text between the three of them, letting Annie and Jillian know the situation, but she didn’t want them to freak out only minutes before they were supposed to take off.

“Hey Savannah, can you hand me Shooky?” Annie said, pointing at the pillow next to Happy, not paying mind to the two men ogling over her dog. But the second man caught her saying Shooky’s name and looked up at her, curious as to who was the owner to the light, yet tired voice.

“Y-yeah, that’s fine,” Savannah shakily grabbed the pillow, forcing the puppy to move closer to the two men. “Scooch your pooch, Haps.” She handed the pillow over to Annie, who caught the second man’s gaze. A moment of confusion followed by one of shock and utter horror wiped over Annie’s features. She quickly grabbed the pillow and sat down, trying to hide from the man.

The man, knowing that he had just been recognized, grabbed the first man’s wrist and started pulling him away.

“Ah Hyung, waaaaaaae~” the first man whined, cutely. Quietly, Yoongi whispered in Taehyung’s ear, causing the taller man to straighten up and return to his seat, pouting slightly through his mask.

Meanwhile, Annie had texted the group chat, completely horrified at her discovery.

“WHAT?!” Jillian said loudly, causing everyone in the nearly silent cabin to look over at her.

“Jilly, SHHHH.” Annie and Savannah both hushed her, making it very obvious that all three knew about the situation they were in. As inconspicuously as possible, they tried to finish putting their things away.

“Hey babe, can you hand me Happy?” Annie asked, quietly.

“Yep, here you go. Happy, come here, go back to your mom.” Savannah whispered, picking the puppy up, cradling her before handing her over to Annie. Gently, Annie laid Happy on a little bed she set up on the floor.

Savannah had finally finished fishing through her backpack and shoved it into the overhead compartment, haphazardly. She, then bent down to grab her phone, which Jillian was blowing up, only to have her backpack land on her head with a thud.

“Mother fucker!” Savannah hissed out, crouching down and holding her head. Her eyes watered and her cheeks were burning from embarrassment. She slowly stood back up, taking her backpack, and sliding it back into the overhead compartment. She tried reaching the compartment door, but was just a hair too short. So she made sure the bag wasn’t going to fall out again, and returned to her seat. After sitting down, she took a deep breath and turned to her phone, which the other two had blown up.

Annie just smiled at Savannah before making sure that Happy was situated. After a few minutes, everything had calmed down, all the overhead compartments had been closed, and the girls had situated into their seats. Before the plane took off, the girls had sent a few more messages to each other, coming to the agreement that they wouldn’t bother BTS unless the members had come to them first. With that agreement, the girls were finally able to calm down and the plane took off without another incident. The flight attendants had come around and taken drink orders from the cabin. The girls had received their drinks, soon followed by a small meal.

Once she had finished eating and the flight staff had picked up her tray, Jillian started playing games on her phone, listening to some of her favorite BTS songs in her headphones. Suddenly, someone tapped on her shoulder and she nearly jumped out of her seat. She looked down to see a pair of black boots. Raising her eyebrow, her eyes trailed up the figure to see a shy Jungkook standing over her. He crouched next to her seat and Jillian let out a small squeak in horror.

“U-um, hi.” Jungkook whispered, shyly. He smiled up at her with his innocent little bunny smile, causing Jillian’s heart to stop. Taking a steadying breath, she looked at him again, gazing over his perfect features.

“H-hi.”

“U-uh, I’m sorry that I made you fall before.” Jillian blinked, lost in his cute accent and flawless features. After a few seconds, as if remembering to react, she smiled back at him.

“It’s okay! R-really!”

“Are you hurt?” Jungkook’s face looked worried as he looked over at her foot and leg. Instinctively, Jilly tucked them under her so he couldn’t get a good look.

“I’m fine, I promise.” Jillian assured, pushing her hair behind her ear, shyly. Jungkook just looked up at her, pouting. Jillian could’ve slapped herself for how cute he looked at that moment.

“I-I’m Jungkook, by the way.” He said, holding his hand for her to shake. Jillian just froze, looking at the lingering hand. She shook it lightly, a small smile finding her lips.

“I’m Jillian, but you can call me Jilly.”

“Jelly?” Jungkook tilted his head, a teasing smile on his face.

“Jilly.” Jillian raised her eyebrow, fighting the urge to stick her tongue out at him

“Jilly? Pretty name. What are you playing, Jilly?” Jungkook gestured to her phone. She looked at the screen and showed it to him.

“It’s just a cooking game.” Jilly handed him the phone. He stayed kneeling next to her seat for a few minutes, playing the game while she watched, finally starting to calm down to his presence. Until Jungkook accidentally swiped out of the game, revealing his picture as the background of her phone. Jillian’s eyes went wide and she snatched the phone from him so fast, it took him a second to realize it wasn’t in his hand.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jillian whispered under her breath, trying to turn away from the bunny boy next to her.

“Jilly? Are you okay?” Jungkook asked, confused. His hand hovered over her arm, not wanting to startle her further.

“Yeah... No...” Jilly squeaked out.

“Jilly, do you like me?” Jilly whipped her head in the direction of the man next to her, unable to answer. She just nodded, shyly. Jungkook was about to say something else when someone came up behind him and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him to his feet.

“Ah, sorry about him. I take him now.” A very annoyed Jin said in his broken English, pulling a sad-looking Jungkook back to his seat with a ‘but hyuuuuuung’.

Jillian just looks over at Annie and Savannah, who are just staring at her, wide-eyed and jaws dropped. Annie just mouthed ‘get it, Jilly!’ While Savannah just put both of her thumbs up from the other side of the plane. Jilly’s head just fell into her hands, trying to comprehend everything that just happened.

A few hours had passed by since the Jungkook incident. The lights had finally dimmed and most of the passengers were either asleep or watching movies. Savannah was working on her book and Jillian was watching ‘To All The Boys I Loved Before’. Annie was in the middle of a Korean drama when she stretched and leaned over to Jillian.

“Hey, I’m gonna go to the bathroom, can you watch Happy for me?” Jillian nodded and continued watching the movie as Annie shuffled down the aisle. Out of the corner of her eye, Jillian saw a slightly hunched figure shuffle over to the sleeping shih tzu. Her head whipped to the empty booth and scanned over the man, bent down and scratching Happy’s ear and chin. She recognized the shaggy hair, thin stature, and the fingers full of thick, silver rings. Smirking, Jillian went back to her movie.

A few minutes later, Annie shuffled back from the bathroom using the dim lights and the seats to guide her back to her booth. She had almost made it when she ran into a large mass on the floor, knocking it over. She quickly grabbed the booth wall,clinging onto it, not wanting to fall onto the person and her dog.

“Ow, what the—- O-oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there!” Annie stuttered as she bent down to help figure up. Happy whined at her mom for interrupting her head getting scratched. Annie glared at the dog, who just wagged her tail, innocently. The shadow stood up, revealing the tall, lean figure.

“A-ah, is okay. Your dog.. is very cute.” Annie’s eyes started adjusting to the light, revealing a shy, flustered Yoongi. His hat and mask were gone so she could clearly see his puffy cheeks and shaggy hair. Annie’s mouth dropped in disbelief at the man before her. His skin was as flawless as she imagined and his straight, black hair hung loosely over his eyes. After a few seconds, she realized that she hadn’t said anything so she spurted out the first thing that popped into her mind.

“Why did you come over when I was gone?” Annie asked, tilting her head.

“Sorry, I didn’t want to startle you.” Yoongi scratched the back of his head, a light tint darkening his shadowed cheeks.

“Oh, I see. D-do you want to hold her? She likes to be held like a baby.” Annie asked shyly, picking up Happy and cradling her. Yoongi just nodded and Annie handed over the sleepy shih tzu, who snuggled herself into the rapper’s arms.

“She... um.. she is like my dog, so nice and soft. Do you know him?” Yoongi sputtered, struggling to find the correct words.

“Do you mean Holly?” Annie asked timidly, embarrassed that she knew such details. Yoongi just nodded, smiling softly.

“Yes, he is a good boy. But, I can’t see him often. I miss my Holly.” Yoongi whispered, more to himself than her. Annie just nodded, knowingly.

“I understand. I had to leave Happy when I went to medical school.” Annie explained. Yoongi just nodded, smiling down at the cuddled up dog.

“So, why are you going to Korea?” Yoongi finally asked after a few minutes.

“Ummm, we are on vacation.” Annie said, sitting down in her seat while the man rocked her dog in his arms.

“Ah really? How long?” He asked, finally turning away from the sleeping pup to look at her.

“One month.” Annie smiled up at him, holding up a finger. “My friends and I had wanted to travel together for a long time.”

“Oh, that’s good. Korea is beautiful.”

“Yes, it is.” Annie mumbled, her smile widening at the thought of the beautiful country. Yoongi paused for a moment, staring at the woman before him. Without another word, he jolted back into reality and set Happy back down on her bed. Mumbling a quick ‘thanks’, he rushed back to his seat. Annie blinked, blissfully confused at what had just happened. She sat back in her chair, grabbing her Shooky pillow, and burying her face in it. Then she turned to Jilly.

“I thought you were watching Happy!” She hissed her friend, still flustered.

“I was. I figured Yoongi wasn’t gonna hurt her so it was fine. Plus, I didn’t think you would mind. I definitely didn’t think you’d kick him.” She retorted with a sly smile over her face.

“Jilly~~~,” Annie whined.

“Plus, you always said you wanted it to happen naturally and you are naturally clumsy.” Jilly said, still smiling, as she returned to her game. Annie just rolled her eyes and huffed into her giant pillow, thinking about the rapper’s flawless skin and gummy smile.

Savannah had been working on her writing for half the flight, only stopping to eat and go to the bathroom. Her eyes were straining and her head was beginning to pound. The sore spot on her crown didn’t help either. She cursed herself for packing her art and writing supplies in her backpack instead of her luggage. With another six hours left in the flight, she finally decided to shut her laptop. She reached in her little essentials pouch and grabbed a pain pill to subdue the growing migraine. Taking a swig of her water, she stretched out in her chair under the complimentary blanket and closed her eyes.

She had drifted off for an hour or two before she felt a huge mass land on her lap. Her eyes went wide and she lurched forward, her forehead coming in straight contact with the body that sat on her. It wasn’t until both bodies stilled that she realized the sudden heavy turbulence probably knocked the person of their feet. She leaned back, looking up to see none other than a drowsy Kim Taehyung in her lap. He looked out of it, not even realizing that he was still sitting in a stranger’s lap, so she put her hand on his back, rubbing it lightly.

“T-Taehyung-ssi? Are you okay?” She asked quietly, in Korean. She sound of his name caused him to realize the situation he was in. He looked over at her with shock and tried to stand up, but the turbulence knocked him down onto the floor at her feet. He crouched down, holding his head and pressing his palms against his eyes, as if dizzy.

“Y-yes.... No... My head hurts.” He complained, groaning into his hands. Savannah rubbed his back, remembering the meds that she had taken.

“Here, I have medicine.” Savannah said, getting into her little pouch again, and pulling out two tablets. Carefully, she pulled his hand away from his face and placed the Tylenol in his hand, handing him a new bottle of water afterwards. He diligently took the medicine and drank the water.

“Go sleep.” Savannah commanded, gently. Taehyung only looked at her, pouting.

“I don’t think I can get back to my seat.” Taehyung said, eyes drooping again. As much as Savannah wanted to let him stay where he was until he recovered, she shook her head.

“Here, let me help you to your seat.” She said, pulling him to his feet. She led Taehyung back to his seat. He shuffled behind her, his hands on her shoulders to help keep him upright. The turbulence was still shaking the plane, so Savannah was using the edge of the booths to keep her upright. Taehyung pointed out his booth and they scuffled over to his seat. She helped him sit down and he leaned against the seat, completely drained. Savannah ran to get the water bottle she had given him. She brought it back and set it in one of the drink holders. She was kneeling down next to the seat, placing the blanket on him when the aura around her suddenly went cold.

“What are you doing?” A voice came from behind her. She turned and looked up at the one man she was hoping not to run into. Kim Namjoon, her favorite member of the group, looked down at her, a stern look on his perfect features.

“H-he wasn’t feeling good and I-I gave him some pain medicine and brought him back to his seat,” Savannah stuttered out. Namjoon’s features did not waiver, a glimmer of darkness shadowing his eyes.

“What did you give him?” He growled lowly.

“Just some Tylenol. I took some earlier for my headache. He said his head hurt so I thought it would help him too.” Savannah said quietly. Taehyung opened his eyes, looking over at the confrontation. He sat up and grabbed Namjoon by the wrist, causing the leader to turn his burning gaze to his member.

“Hyung..” Taehyung said. Before he could say anything else, Savannah had turned and scurried back to her seat. She shut the door to her booth and curled herself up in her blankets, trying to keep the tears at bay. After a few minutes of trying to get her heart to slow down, she finally calmed down enough to fall asleep.

With an hour and a half left in the flight, the lights came on, signaling it being time to eat a small meal before landing. The girls had each been deep asleep when the flight staff began to bring ramen around to the cabin. It took each girl a few moments to properly wake up and begin eating. After a few minutes, the realization that they were flying in the same cabin as BTS seemed to hit them again. A twinge of panic broiled in the guts of each girl as they had their own odd experience with the group during this flight.

Jillian had finished her ramen when she noticed a little slip on her backpack in the corner of her booth. Curious, she grabbed the note, opening it:

‘Jilly, I think you are cute and nice! I’m happy that you like me ^.^! Please enjoy Korea! ~Jungkook’

The bottom of the note had a phone number. Jillian gasped and poked her head out of the booth, looking back to find that familiar black that lingered in the aisle, wiggling around as if waving at her. Jillian’s hand went over her mouth, in complete shock. Turning back into her booth, she read the note over and over again, in complete shock at the message. Her heart raced and she clutched the note, as if it was going to fly away at any second.

A few minutes later, the flight staff came by to pick up any trash that needed to be thrown away. Jillian made sure to put the note in her pocket as to not accidentally throw it away. After the staff had finished, Jungkook walked past her, heading towards the bathroom at the front of the cabin. Jillian, knowing that he had to walk back down the aisle to get back to his seat, decided to ask him about the note when he came back. A few minutes had passed before he strutted back down the plane. Jillian reached out to touch his arm to get his attention. He looked over at her curiously. She pulled out the note and a big smile took over the maknae’s lips. Unraveling the note, she pointed at the number and looked back up at his bunny grin. He just nodded and pretended to text on an imaginary phone before pointing to her. Jillian’s jaw dropped and he waved at her before walking back to his seat. Jungkook had given her his phone number... THE Jeon Jungkook had given it to her. She quickly went from confused to anxious. What if she was a bad person? She obviously wasn’t, but if he had given his number to someone else, they could’ve posted it out to the public. What was he thinking?

Jillian turned around, looking out of the booth again at him, quizzically. He was leaning out of his booth, talking to Jin and Hoseok. At the exact moment she focused in on them, Jungkook looked over at her again, flashing his adorable bunny smile at her and, ultimately, making Jillian forget everything but her own name. Then she saw Jin and Hoseok look at her as well. Her eyes went wide and she watched as Jin turned back to Jungkook and flick his forehead, scolding him for giving his number to a random girl who could very possibly be a crazy fan. The thought hurt. Jillian wasn’t a crazy fan and she knew it, but the accusation made her feel like crawling in a hole. Sighing deeply, she turned back into her booth and put the note back in her pocket. Her heart was pounding from everything that had happened on this flight. It was worse than any drama she had watched. Why was this happening here and now?

Jillian looked over at Annie, who was looking back at her sympathetically. She understood everything that was going through her head, all three of them had talked about stuff like this during their late night group chats. They knew the dangers that the boys were put through regularly and they also knew what hardships the boys went through with any dating scandals, especially Jungkook.

Jillian was staring at her hands when a piece of yummy chocolate landed in her lap. She looked up and saw Savannah smiling sympathetically at her from behind the wall that separated hers and Annie’s booths. Savannah just blew Jillian a kiss and gave her a thumbs up, signaling that all would be okay and to just take the opportunity as it is. It was their tradition. That’s how they grounded each other during stressful times. A small piece of chocolate, just enough to satisfy the palette and remind each other to slow down and savor the little bit of sweetness in a bitter situation. Jillian just smiled back and nodded to her friend.

With half an hour left in the flight, the girls had replenished their skin with face masks and thrown away any empty snack bags. The flight and all of its unexpected antics left them drained and anxious. Annie had handed Happy over to Jillian so the pup’s bed could be picked up and put away. Once the sealtbelt light had come on, The three had situated themselves and prepared for landing. Annie kept Happy in her arms, petting her to calm the nervous shih tzu down during this final leg of the flight. Jillian was looking out the window at world below gradually getting closer while Savannah had her eyes closed, fighting against the end-of-flight nausea that always hit her during long flights. After a few minutes, the plane finally hit the runway and each girl simultaneously released a breath that none of them knew they were holding.

As the plane made way to its designated terminal, the girls took the few minutes to fill out their customs paperwork and got all of their documentation ready for when they reached the airport checkpoints. Once the plane reached the terminal and the seatbelt lights turned off, the girls got up and stretched. Annie set Happy on the seat while waiting for the flight staff to open the overhead compartment. Savannah got up from her seat and opened her compartment herself, reaching for her backpack. But, it had made its way to the back of the compartment. And, although she was long-limbed, the bag was just slightly out of reach. On the tips of her toes, she tried to reach for the backpack, but to no avail.

“Here,” a deep voice chimed behind her. A large hand reached in the compartment and grabbed her backpack. Savannah turned to see Namjoon towering over her. His face was still stern but his eyes softening at the sight of her cowering upon seeing him.

“Taehyung told me what happened. Listen, I’m sorry for earlier. I didn’t mean to get mad, I’m just worr—-“

“It’s fine.” Savannah said quietly, taking the bag from him. She bit her lip and looked away from him. “Thank you.” She bowed her head slightly before turning away from him and putting her laptop in it. She felt his presence fade as he reluctantly walked away and closed her eyes, thankful that he didn’t see her tears well up in them.

Annie was trying and help Jillian get her bag from the overhead compartment when she heard, ‘Oh come here, cute puppy.’ Turning, she behold Happy in the arms of a very smiley Jungkook. Turning to the two girls, Happy curled up in one arm, Jungkook gave his signature bunny smile before pulling Jillian’s bag from the compartment with his free hand.

“Can I carry the dog?” Jungkook asked, nearly hopping in excitement.

“Umm, I guess?” Annie said, not quite sure what to make of the situation. She paused for a moment before adding on, “But you can’t take her home.” Jungkook just nodded enthusiastically and walked back to his seat, dog in toll, to get his backpack. Annie and Jillian looked at each other quizzically before turning to look around the cabin. Most of the members her put their masks back on and were prepared to leave the plane. Savannah was also looking over at them, eyes slightly glassy, giving a slight nod that she was ready. The other two grabbed the rest of their stuff before exiting the plane. The three met up at the entrance of the plane before walking to the gate entrance. Behind them, Jungkook skipped around, Happy securely in his arms. He came up next to Jillian with his bunny smile.

“Jilly, you’re gonna message me right? Jin Hyung said it was okay if you promise not to give my number out. You can find me on Ka-talk with my number too.” Jungkook babbled on, looking at her hopefully. Jilly gave a small smile and nodded.

“I’ll message you as soon as I get a Korean SIM card. Okay?” Jungkook just smiled wider and nodded. Jillian’s face went bright red and she looked away, not wanting to be blinded by his puppy-like radiance. Her two friends covered their mouths, trying not to laugh at the overwhelming cuteness of the two.

Annie and Savannah were too busy looking at Jillian and Jungkook, they didn’t notice Taehyung come up beside Savannah. He tapped her shoulder, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin, and face his big, bright smile.

“Thank you for the medicine. It helped me so much.” Savannah just blinked before nodding slowly. She could feel Annie, Jillian, and Jungkook looking over at her, shocked. They were most likely asleep when the exchange happened between her and Taehyung. They looked at each other before they heard Taehyung continue.

“Ah, my name is Taehyung by the way. B-but, you already knew that. I remember you saying my name when I was sick. But, you can just call me Tae... Anyways, what’s your name?” Taehyung blushed as he went on. Savannah just smiled sympathetically and placed a hand on his arm, causing him to stop speaking.

“I’m glad that I could help you, Taehyung, um, Tae. My name is Savannah, but you can call me Sana, if that’s easier.” Taehyung’s smile grew more as she spoke to him.

“Your name is pretty. Ah, and I’m sorry about Namjoon hyung. He’s just very protective of us.” The others watched as Savannah bit her lip, uncomfortably. Tae’s head tilted slightly, confusion evident on his face.

“It’s okay, Tae. I understand. As long as I could help you, that’s all that matters.” She didn’t meet his eyes after that. He gave a small smile and nodded before returning to the other members walking behind them. Annie and Jillian looked at her, ready for her explanation. She just shook her head and mouthed ‘later’. The other two just nodded and looked back to find that Jungkook had disappeared. They looked behind them to see Jungkook whispering to Taehyung, Happy still in tow. By the look of it, he was inquiring about Taehyung and Savannah’s interaction as well. Annie just sighed and stopped, fully turning to face the group of beautiful men behind them.

“Can I have my dog back?” She asked, suddenly. The boys stopped, looking up at the girl.

“Um, yeah, of course.” Jungkook said, shuffling up to hand Happy over.

“Thanks. Come here, you nasty tissue.” Annie said, taking the dog. The confused look from the members sent Jillian and Savannah into a fit of laughter.

“What’s a tissue?” Yoongi asked, his face completely dumbfounded. Annie blushed but looked over at him, smiling slightly.

“Happy is a Shih Tzu and if you mix up the letters, it can sound like tissue. So that’s what we call her sometimes. Tissue or demon.” Annie shrugged at the names. Savannah and Jillian started laughing harder, causing some of the members to join them in their laughter.

“Tissue? Demon?” Hoseok laughed. “Maybe we should give Tannie nicknames like that!”

“Yeah, something like Pom-Pom or Marinade” Jin was almost on the floor, laughing from the names he thought of.

“Hyung, noooooooo,” Tae pouted.

Annie just rolled her eyes and smiled at the cackling bunch before turning around and continuing her walk to the customs station, Jillian and Savannah right behind her. They walked together for a while before Yoongi came up behind Annie, tapping her shoulder lightly. She turned around and blushed at the sight of the rapper holding his phone to her.

“C-can I have your number?” Yoongi asked, careful not to look her in the eyes. Completely taken aback, Annie handed Happy to Savannah and Shooky to Jillian. She shakily took the phone and started putting in her phone number.

“Oh!” She realized, stopping. “I need to get a Korean SIM card, so I’ll have a new number. Umm, can you give me yours?” She said, pulling out her own phone.

“O-oh, yeah, sure.” Yoongi said before slipping his phone in his pocket and taking hers. The rest of the members stood behind him, watching the exchange happen.

“Hey babe, I’m gonna go ahead. Taking Happy through customs is gonna take a little longer, so I’ll meet you two on the other side.” Savannah said, smiling.

“Okay. Oh, wait! Wait! Grab her paperwork from my backpack. The vet filled out all of the extra paperwork so she won’t have to be quarantined.” Annie said, pointing to her backpack. Savannah opened the zipper, pulled out the folder of papers, and went off to the live animal section of the customs. Annie turned her attention back to Yoongi who looked at her, taken aback and genuinely confused.

“Babe? A-are you two... together?”

“Oh! No no, that’s not what she meant! We call each other babe because we’ve known each other for a really long time. It’s just a nickname, but we aren’t together like that. We’re all just best friends.” Annie explained, flustered by the unexpected situation. Yoongi just nodded with an ‘ah’, a small smile returning to his face, and handed Annie’s phone back to her.

“Message me when you get the SIM card?” Yoongi looked at her, hopeful. A shy smile broke on Annie’s face and she nodded enthusiastically. Yoongi’s own gummy smile widened and then, remembering that he was around the other members, recoiled back into his stoic demeanor. The group of them, Jillian and Annie included, kept walking towards the customs station. Jillian started talking to Jungkook and Jimin about things she wanted to do in Korea and Annie started talking to Yoongi and Jin.

“Ahh~ I should have gotten Sana’s number.” Taehyung pouted.

“Sana?” Jillian looked at Taehyung.

“That’s Savannah’s Korean name from when she was a teacher here.” Annie explained. “Since there isn’t a ‘v’ in the Korean alphabet. It’s easier for Koreans to say.” Jillian and the rest of BTS nodded in understanding.

“But... I’m V,” Taehyung said, earning a flurry of laughs from the group.

“Yes you are.” Jin said, patting the younger on the shoulder.

The group reached the stations, where they divided up between Korean and foreign passports. Annie and Jillian bid the boys goodbye, with promises to keep in contact.

While waiting in line, Annie and Jillian finally released a deep, long-held breath.

“I can’t believe that happened. What is going on??” Annie ran her hands through her hair, trying to process the last 13 hours.

“I know! I can’t believe that one of your dreams is actually coming true. Like, this is insane! This can’t be real.” Jillian used her free hand to pinch her upper arm and winced at the sharp pain. “It hurt... it’s real. It’s really real.” Annie and Jillian continued to talk, going over the whole flight as the line slowly moved foreward.

Once through customs, they found Savannah and Happy on the other side, waiting to go down to the baggage claim.

“Dude, I’m so glad that we decided to put me as a back-up on Happy’s paperwork. They almost didn’t let me come out with her because of it.” Savannah sighed, exasperated.

“Oh my gosh, yeah. I didn’t even think about that. I’m glad we did that too.” Annie sighed in relief. They made their way down to the baggage claim, continuing to talk about the flight experience as they waited for their bags.

“By the way,” Annie started, looking over at Savannah. “What happened with Tae?” Savannah just bit her lip and shook her head.

“It’s nothing.” She said, looking her friend in the eyes as if asking her not to push about it.

“Okay, fine. I think it’s funny that you gave him your Korean name though.” Annie smirked, raising her eyebrow.

“Yeah, I had no idea that you had a Korean name.” Jillian cut in.

“Yeah, my co-teacher gave it to me because it was easier for some of my students to pronounce since I taught younger kids.” Savannah explained.

“Oh, that makes sense.” Jillian nodded.

The baggage belt started moving and the bags started their rotation around the carousel. Since they were on first class, their bags arrived as some of the first ones. They grabbed their bags off the belt and started walking out to the lobby. As they went out the double doors, they saw a mass of reporters and photographers at the meeting point, obviously waiting for BTS to make their grand entrance back into their home country. They walked past the wall of reporters and headed to the exit. Not even a minute later, they heard a roar of yelling and camera shutters as BTS came through the double doors out to the lobby. The girls stopped and turned, watching the boys and their guards make their way to a different exit. Jungkook straightened once they cleared past the reporters, actively looking for something. When his eyes found Jillian, he began waving over at them, only to have Jin step in his path and block the direction of Jungkook’s gaze, saving the girls from any unwanted attention. Annie and Savannah looked over at Jillian, who was smiling from ear to ear.

1 note · View note

melodiouswhite · 6 years ago

Text

Classic literature vines compilation: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde pt. 01

A/N: And here we come to the fandom I made most vines of. It became pretty long, so I had to split this one in two. (Oh my god, I just realised, how fitting that is!)

Lanyon: Hey, hiya-

Hyde: *growls menacingly*

Lanyon: EEEEK!!!

Lanyon: GET YO' FUCKING DOG BITCH!

Jekyll: It don't bite.

Lanyon: YES IT DO!

Hyde: Soooo …

Jekyll: Yes

Hyde: -what you're saying is-

Jekyll: Yes

Hyde: -that I-

Jekyll: Yes

Hyde: -SHOULD BLOW SHIT UP!

Jekyll: Yes-wait, no!

Utterson: No!

Lanyon: Do it!

Hyde: Doing it!

Hyde: Soooo …

Jekyll: Yes

Hyde: -what you're saying is-

Jekyll: Yes

Hyde: -that I-

Jekyll: Yes

Hyde: -SHOULD BLOW SHIT UP!

Jekyll: Yes-wait, no!

Utterson: No!

Lanyon: Do it!

Hyde: Doing it!

Sir Danvers Carew: *trying to get away from Hyde* Ah! No, close the door! Close the damn door!

Hyde: *comes closer*

Sir Danvers Carew: Oh god, I'm so dead.

Hyde: *proceeds to beat him to death*

Sir Danvers Carew: *dying scream*

Sir Danvers Carew: Well, I was right about one thing, I was dead.

Hyde: Knock, knock!

Lanyon: Who's there?

Hyde: *slams the door in Lanyon's face* THE DOOR!

Lanyon: I like your shoes.

Jekyll: I like that you like my shoes.

Lanyon: I like that you like that I like your shoes.

Jekyll: It was a joke.

Lanyon: What?

Jekyll: I despise your footwear!

Lanyon: I like your shoes.

Jekyll: I like that you like my shoes.

Lanyon: I like that you like that I like your shoes.

Jekyll: It was a joke.

Lanyon: What?

Jekyll: I despise your footwear!

Utterson: You and me are just two straight guys, that really like each other!

Jekyll: Yeah, it's like we're each other's guy-baes

Jekyll: … Or gays

Utterson: O_O

Jekyll: And wha' do you think you're doing?!

Hyde: I'm just having a bi' o' tea, before tea time!

Jekyll: Before?!

Hyde: *giggles* Yeah!

Hyde: Don't bother-

Hyde: *pulls out a gun* -FOR I'M ACTUALLY ROBBING THIS PLACE!

Inspector Newcomen: Well, I guess it's a good job I'm actually an UNDERCOVER COP! *also pulls out a gun*

Utterson: *gasp*

Inspector Newcomen: *points towards Utterson* That right there is my partner!

Utterson: *is gone*

Inspector Newcomen: Uhhh …

Utterson: *joins Hyde* Sorry, sweetheart, but I'm not your partner.

Utterson: *pulls out a gun* I'm his. *kisses Hyde*

Inspector Newcomen: No!

Inspector Newcomen: Wait, so you're gay?!

Utterson: Nooo?

Hyde: Well, actually, that does make us gay.

Utterson: What?!

Hyde: Hey, spell 'me'.

Utterson: Okay? M-E.

Hyde: You forgot the D.

Utterson: There is no D in me.

Hyde: Not yet! ;)

Utterson: O_O

Utterson: Remember, you can be anything you want!

Jekyll: Can I be your man?

Utterson: Look, I don't think, that's a profession-

Jekyll: YOUR ASS SAID ANYTHING!!!

Hyde: Y'ello?

Jekyll: *appears in the mirror* What did you do?

Hyde: Alright … but you can't be mad at me.

Jekyll: What. Did you. Do?

Hyde: First: I was minding my own business-

Jekyll: *slams hands against the glass* Bullsh*t!

Hyde: I waaas!

Jekyll: And what exactly happened, while you were "minding your own business"?

Hyde: Well, I was chillaxing in my room - like a baller - when suddenly these shmucks kicked in my door!

Hyde: And one of the yelled: Get on your knees!

Hyde: And I responded with: I'm not your mother last night! And they took exception to that. *points at his bruises* But you know how that song and dance goes. *points at his blood-soaked clothing* So I killed all but one of them!

Jekyll: What happened to the last one?

Hyde: Pussed out like a bitch!

Utterson: *slamming down a frying pan*

Jekyll: *winks* Honey, you don't have to be so rough!

Utterson: *winks back* Oh, I know you like it rough!

Lanyon: OH MY GOD WHY-

Jekyll: Hi, thanks for checking in, I'm-

Jekyll: *singing* -still a piece of rubbish!

Jekyll, waking up to Hyde looming at his bedside: WHOA!!!

Hyde: Room service!

Jekyll: You didn't even knock!

Hyde: Oh, I don't work here.

Jekyll: Walk in?!

Hyde: *cackles maniacally*

Jekyll: *screams*

Utterson: It's so cold hell has frozen over. Hyde can testify. Right?

Hyde: Utterson, there is a special place in hell for me.

Hyde: The throne.

Utterson: Hey!

Jekyll: What?

Utterson: Did you fall from Heaven?

Jekyll: No, but Hyde did scrape his knee crawling out of hell.

Utterson: …

Utterson: *tabs Hyde on the shoulder* Mr. Hyde, I think?

Hyde: *thinking* Try to imagine him in his underwear …

Jekyll: Hyde, wtf!

Hyde: *imagines Utterson in his undergarments*

Hyde: Oh no, he's hot!

Utterson: ???

Lanyon: Hey, man!

Hyde: *punches him in the face*

Lanyon: Ow, hey, what the hell is wrong with you?!

Hyde: Level Up!

Jekyll: Doctor, I think I might be a homosexual.

Lanyon: How can you tell?

Jekyll: *pukes rainbows*

Jekyll: Who parked their coach-

Jekyll: -on my sandwich?!

Sir Danvers Carew: I did!

Jekyll: *turns into Hyde*

Jekyll: It's so beautiful out here!

Utterson: Yeah, it's just you, me and the moon.

Moon: Hey!

Moon: You two should kiss!

Utterson, to Jekyll: Hey! You know who's gay?

*wedding music plays*

Utterson: Us. <3

Jekyll: :)

Lanyon: You look pretty.

Jekyll: What did you say?

Lanyon: Uh, I said you look shitty! Good night, Jekyll!

Jekyll: …

Hyde: You sure you wanna see that?

Lanyon: Hell yeah, dude!

Hyde: Okay, check this out! *drinks the formula and transforms*

Jekyll: SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER!!!

Lanyon: HOLY CRAP!!!

Lanyon: Roses are red, violets are blue-

Lanyon: -I thought I was ugly, until I met you!

Edward Hyde: Roses are red, roses are white-

Edward Hyde: -roses are yellow, stop with the fucking stereotype!

Utterson: Oh, a kitten!

Poole: Careful, Sir, he has a knife.

Hyde: *hides a knife* Huh, uh, no, I don't! ^^

Jekyll, singing: Oh my god, look at that face-

Hyde: -if you're feeling suicidal, you've come to the right place!

Hyde, thinking: You gotta start talking. He wants you to respond. Say something stupid.

Hyde: I wasn't thinking about killing you.

Utterson: Awww, thank you! ^^

Hyde, thinking: Nailed it!

Lanyon: The two men meet at a card table, write down all their little emotional problems, a little playing cards, take turns being honest - slapping them down.

Lanyon: The older guys goes first, he goes:

Utterson: Hello, it's nice to meet you, my name is Gabriel and I'm a Virgo.

Lanyon: The younger goes:

Hyde: Hello, my name is Edward, I'm a PSYCHO!

Utterson: Oookay, uh, my turn, my father used to lock me in a closet, when I was three.

Hyde: My dad came out of the closet, when I was four! ;P

Utterson: …

Hyde: …

Lanyon: …

Utterson: Well, I can't have an orgasm, unless I'm on top.

Hyde: I can't have an orgasm, unless I'm on CRACK!

Utterson: Alright, well, listen, I have an imaginary friend named Henry Jekyll.

Hyde: YOU KNOW HENRY JEKYLL?!

Utterson: Alright, look, I'm neurotic, I need to see other people.

Hyde: I'm schizophrenic, I AM OTHER PEOPLE!!! SCREEEEE-

Utterson: Alright, take the pie, you win.

Jekyll, singing: I can show you the world-

Lanyon: I don't wanna see it!

Jekyll, singing: Okay. :(

Utterson, singing: Hey, how are you doing?

Jekyll, singing: Well, I'm doing just fine-

Jekyll, singing: -I lied, I'm dying inside-

Hyde: Don't worry, Gabe! I'll never let you explode! ^^

Utterson: That's good.

Hyde: Unless it's inside of me! ;)

Utterson: …

Hyde, to Utterson: Aww, you're so adorable!

Hyde: I could just squeeze you to death!

Hyde, hoarsely: My voice is gone again.

Lanyon: From sucking too much dick?

Hyde: Yeah.

Lanyon: *snorts*

Lanyon realises what Hyde just said: *coughs awkwardly*

Lanyon, singing: Fuck this shit, I'm out! Fuck this shit, I'm out - no thanks!

Lanyon, singing: Don't mind me, I'll just grab my stuff and leave, excuse me please-

Lanyon, singing: Fuck this shit, I'm out - nope! Fuck this shit, I'm out - alright then!

Lanyon, singing: I don't know, what the fuck just happened, but I don't really care, imma gtfo here-

Lanyon, singing: Fuck this shit, I'm out!

Jekyll: …

Hyde, singing: Go, suck a dick, suck a dick, suck a motherf*cking dick!

Jekyll, playing the piano and singing: Suck a dick, suck a huge or small dick-

Jekyll: *realises, what he's singing* D8

Hyde: >;D

Utterson: *pointing at Lisa Carew* YOU SHALL NEVER HAVE HER!!!

Jekyll: AND WHY NOT?!

Utterson: Because I love you.

Jekyll: O///O

Utterson: *carries him off bridal style*

Lisa Carew: I just can't even- <3 ^^

Jekyll & Utterson, singing: Can you feel the love-

Hyde, singing: To-niihiiihii-

Jekyll: Really? -_-

Hyde: Sorry. ^^;

Jekyll: I'll be forever alone.

Hyde: You got me! ^^

Jekyll: No, like, someone who makes me feel better.

Hyde: I can make you feel better, last night, last night, you did- :(

Hyde: A poem!

Hyde: Roses are red, violets are blue-

Hyde: -be my Valentine! I'm waiting for you!

Hyde: Blood is red, bruises are blue-

Hyde: Don't say no.

Jekyll: …

Hyde: OH MY GOD!!!

Hyde: You're gorgeous! ;)

Jekyll: O_O

Jekyll: Hastie, we're in a plane crash site.

Lanyon: I know, we just, kinda, cold opened our work day in a plane crash site.

Jekyll: You know what I feel weird about?

Lanyon: What?

Jekyll: What exactly are we doing here?

Lanyon: Being doctors?

Jekyll: I know, the FBI are here, the police are here, there's just one problem: everybody is dead. They don't really need doctors.

Lanyon: I guess we're just here to do our jobs

Jekyll: Okay. We have to figure out what happened to this guy.

Lanyon: I'm pretty sure I know what happened to him: he died in a plane crash.

Jekyll: This is stupid.

Lanyon: I know!

Jekyll: What if we just lay down on these seats and pretend that we're dead? Then maybe, we won't have to do our jobs.

Lanyon: Well, I can't see anything wrong with that.

Both: *fall into the seats*

Jekyll: Urgh, I'm dead.

Lanyon: *makes weird noises*

Utterson: *hears them* Holy shit! We have two survivors over here!

Lanyon: Oh shit!

Jekyll: Aw, fuck.

Inspector Newcomen: You guys are a miracle!

Jekyll: *pretending to be waking up* What happened?

Lanyon: Am I still sleeping?

Utterson: You survived a devastating plane crash!

Jekyll: We'll just go. Don't worry about it.

Lanyon: That plane crash really tired us up.

Jekyll, whispering: We're in too deep!

Lanyon, whispering back: Screwed it!

Utterson: If you go to court, you're gonna get millions!

Jekyll, whispering again: Millions?

Lanyon, whispering back again: Yeah, Millions!

Jekyll: We will see where this takes us! :D

Jekyll, to Utterson: Gabriel, I love you!

Utterson: I-I-

Hyde: But Gabriel, I also love you!

Jekyll: But now two of us love you! Who will you choose?

Utterson: …

Utterson: Why don't we just all fuck each other?

Jekyll & Hyde: ???

Utterson: Y'know, just one big fuck pile.

Jekyll: Okay.

Hyde: Sounds good to me.

Utterson: Okay! Besides, even after your separation, you're still one person, so whatever way I choose, I get the whole package anyway.

Jekyll: Good point.

Hyde: Let's go!

Poole: Finally, the house is clean.

Hyde, munching sweets and getting crumps all over the place: Good, don't forget to take out the trash.

Poole: O_e

Hyde, outside of the house in a trashcan: WHAT DID I DO?!

Hyde: Hey, I have a secret to tell you!

Lanyon: Oh my god, what?

Hyde: Come closer!

Lanyon: *comes closer*

Hyde: *punches him in the face*

Poole: Mr. Hyde, please go, put those knives back.

Hyde: YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO ANYTHING!!! *crawls back into the kitchen*

Enfield: Hyde is so annoying.

Hyde, randomly crawling out of the fiery pits of hell: I heard you were talking shit about me?

Enfield: WHAT THE FUCK?!

Utterson: …

Utterson: Hey, Siri! Call my boyfriend.

Siri: Which one?

Utterson: B-)

Jekyll, singing: When I think about my worries and I think about my strife-

Jekyll, singing: -here is what I simply say:

Edward Hyde, just transformed: AHHHH!!!

Jekyll: I'm a respectable Victorian gentleman. I have no animalistic urges-

Hyde: Pffff-

Jekyll: I don't engage in acts of debauchery-

Hyde: *snorts* Yeah, sure.

Jekyll: And I have no unnatural emotions-

Utterson: *exists*

Jekyll: …

Hyde: *grins*

Jekyll: Shit.

#The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde #Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde #Dr. Jekyll #henry jekyll #Mr. Hyde #edward hyde #mr utterson #utterson #Gabriel John Utterson #dr lanyon #Hastie Lanyon #sir danvers carew #inspector newcomen #poole #lisa carew #oc #vine compilation #sorry not sorry

32 notes · View notes