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[elvendara]

#2, Vanderwood! 🥰

Sorry this took me so long. This is the first day I haven’t had to be out or doing something with family! Also, no specification for who to “ship” with Vanderwood so I hope this is OK. I had been going in a different direction, but, when I started writing, this is what came out LOL I ship it!

He smacked 707 over the head and hissed at him. “Get your head in the game, stop messing around we have less than 10 minutes idiot.”

“That hurt.” Seven pouted and side eyed his ‘babysitter’ but continued to make his fingers fly across the keyboard. Vanderwood loomed over Seven and glared at him, making sure he was doing what he was supposed to do before walking away and checking the windows and then the door. The security team would be on them in no time and they had a small window in which to escape. He glanced again at the younger agent; his face lit up by the monitor in front of him. He once again had to remind himself that although Seven had been with the agency for so many years, he was still rather young, too young. He shook his head and looked away.

He had not known Seven when he joined the agency but had heard about his skill with hacking. As a teenager he had only been used off site, but once he had turned 18 Vanderwood had been given the assignment to teach him the skills he would need to infiltrate and protect himself. It had been the worst assignment of his life. Seven was an undisciplined slob who only lived to make his life miserable. 

He checked his watch, made one last circuit around the room and made ready to collect the man whether he was done or not. The light of the monitor disappeared as Seven pulled the dongle from the laptop and closed it.

“Done, let’s go.” He was already heading towards the window behind him and Vanderwood followed, irritated that the man had not even checked outside before climbing out of it. Once they were both on the other side Seven closed the window and reconnected the severed security line so nobody would know it had been tampered with. Genius, he was working with a genius, but a very childish one. Seven turned to him and gave him a giant grin and a thumbs up. Vanderwood rolled his eyes. 

The trek back to the van was easy and problem free. They jumped in and the driver took off silently gliding through the dark night. They were dropped off in the middle of town, the driver taking the information to a different location. He felt almost naked without his weapons, currently he was only sporting a single handgun, a few daggers secreted throughout his body, and the taser he enjoyed threatening Seven with. They made their way to the parking lot in which they had stashed the car. He kept his senses alert to everything around him, the way Seven was supposed to, but he wasn’t surprised to see the red head with his headphones on listening to whatever he listened to. He shook his head and looked away, fingers itching to reach into his pocket.

His shoulders sagged as he let go of his irritation. It did no good and it hindered his alertness. The red sports car was as far from inconspicuous as you could get, but he had to admit, while people were watching the flashy car, they invariable ignored the occupants. He closed his eyes as the scenery began to blur by. Seven drove way too fast for his liking, but at least they made it to the bunker in one piece. He had to admit, Seven knew how to handle what he childishly called his ‘babies’. 

There were very few times in which he was able to relax, staying in Seven’s bunker was one of them. At least insofar as he needn’t worry about being attacked. Though he complained about having to clean up after the errant agent under his care, cleaning actually calmed him. It was mindless work and allowed him to think of other things. He would spend the rest of the weekend with Seven before having to report to his superiors. There was no doubt they would be happy with their latest intelligence gathering. Seven was nothing if not thorough.

As Seven parked the car Vanderwood finally opened his eyes. The bright lights gleamed off the perfect body of cars, some vintage, that Seven had accumulated. As agents they were paid well, even more when put in harms way, but this was excessive and Vanderwood suspected Seven made money in other ways. It didn’t matter unless it threatened his cover, his superiors would let him know if he had to deal with that aspect of Seven’s life. He pushed away the other thing that was part of the agent’s life that his superiors knew nothing about. The RFA. 

“Let’s celebrate with a drink!” Seven put his arm around Vanderwood and pulled him towards the door into the bunker. Vanderwood shrugged him off.

“You don’t drink.” It was strange, but true, in all the years they’d spent together, he’d never seen Seven drink a single drop of alcohol. If his cover required it, he always seemed to find a way around it. He wasn’t too thrilled of the idea of a drunk Seven anyhow.

“Now that’s not true! I have cases and cases of PhD Pepper! I also have a bottle of that scotch you like so much!” he waggled his eyebrows at the taller man. Vanderwood sighed and ran his fingers through his dark brown hair, loosening the bun he had put it in, letting his hair down. Scotch didn’t sound so bad right about now. Seven nodded, knowing he’d won.

They sat on the sofa watching stupid movies but Vanderwood didn’t mind. He wasn’t paying attention anyway, the scotch he was drinking went down smooth and he was beginning to feel the effects. He turned towards the red head sitting next to him and admired the profile. Seven was attractive, in that little boy sort of way. It wasn’t the first time he’d thought it, but it was the first time he let the thought linger. The reflection of the television was lighting up his glasses, his amber eyes wide behind them, smile and laugh a little too contrived. Sure, Seven acted like a clown, but there was something about him that felt he had a shield around him. That he was always holding something back. He supposed that was par for the course for agents who lived outside the real world, but there was something more in Seven.

He blinked slowly and reached out a finger to slide a loose strand of hair from his face. Seven froze, but didn’t recoil. Vanderwood’s tongue flicked out to wet his tongue, he was suddenly very thirsty. Seven breathed slowly, his chest rising and falling, Vanderwood’s fingers still lingering on his cheek, then following his jaw.

“What are you hiding from?” he asked.

Seven finally turned towards his mentor, “I’m not hiding from anything.” His lighthearted answer failed the mark.

“We’re all hiding from something.” Vanderwood pushed.

“What are you hiding from then?” Seven countered.

With a laugh Vanderwood sat up straighter and set his glass down, returning his attention fully to the man sitting next to him. “I’ll tell you my secrets, if you tell me yours.” He’d never been so forward, but the alcohol, the closeness, the comfort of this place, made him want to open up. Want to know more about this man. More than just the superficial surface. He would regret this in the morning, but tonight he gave himself permission to move further than he had ever allowed himself to.

“Secrets?” Seven shifted to face Vanderwood, eyes on his lips, a hungry look in his eyes.

Vanderwood smirked and leaned towards Seven, understanding how the atmosphere had suddenly changed. The air charged with possibilities. Seven’s eyes traveled upwards to Vanderwoods brown eyes, had they always been that inviting? Like magnets their bodies shifted closer, ready to connect. The vibration startled them both as Vanderwood’s phone received a call. The spell broken, they retracted to their designated corners. Vanderwood fished his phone out of his pocket and Seven’s eyes returned to the movie.

[shittylongcatposts]

Hey there! Can i request for a fluffy Jumin hc? 😊 Think of your favorite cheesiest romcom scene 😂 Something like that! Thank you so much 💜💜💜

Hewwo uwu thank you for your request,  i really had fun picking it out because oh god i had so many weird things in my drafts and this was actually the funniest...I guess... I dunno that’s for you to decide.... Anyways! I really hope you like this! ^^ Have a nice sunday! <3

Cheers

Proudly you looked over the guests enjoying themselves at your very first RFA party. 

they all seemed to have fun, you found Yoosung and Seven who were trying to talk to longcat in one corner, Jaehee who was about to speak to a barista to get some tips about running a coffee shop, Zen being firted at by his fanclub and some other girls. But you were missing someone. 

you let your eyes wander over the crowd another time, and another. 

“Are you looking for someone special?” A dark, baritone voice right behind you asked and let you freeze in your actions.

before you turned around you knew he was the person you were looking for. Jumin. 

Oddly enough for everybody else you enjoyed his company a lot. He calmed you down, when you were stressed out, listened to you as much as you listened to him and you admired him a lot. 

Ok to tell the truth you were madly in love with him….

Seven actually knew it and teased you quite a lot - but he also helped you picking out a decent outfit for the party (he said Jumin would like it- he) 

-ok let’s not keep juju waiting any longer lol-

“I...uhm… I was looking for you.”

When he heard your answer, he smiled softly, tapping his glass of ice wine with his free hand. 

“For me? What is the matter?” He tilted his head and locked his eyes with yours.

you coyly looked away 

“Don’t laugh at me, I know you have up to no free time, and it’s a silly idea but I hoped that... after this party we could meet again?” With your last words you looked up at him again. 

“Why do you think it’s silly? I’d really like to spend time with you, too. Does dinner at one of my favourite restaurants sound good to you - my treat of course.” Jumin asked and took a sip of his ice wine.

“The melly smelly place?” You laughed and instantly regret your words

He tried to swallow but a giggle built up in his throat and tried to get out. 

Jumin started coughing and quickly took a handkerchief to cover his mouth and to protect his (and your) clothes

After his coughing stopped he giggled, and tried to dry his jacket by tapping it with the tissue.

“Excuse me, I don’t know where my manners are today- maybe I lost them on my way to you. Are you ok?”

 When you nodded, he blushed a little bit and breathed in

god he was such an angel. 

“Ok, so I was about to suggest a really nice Thai restaurant, but we can also go there if you want to. Your idea seems perfectly fine, too.”

You two decided on a date pretty spontaneously

Jumin just got home from a business trip, and didn’t want to be alone at home, when he called you and asked if you were free that night

You both settled a time and everything else

everything except for your outfit. 

God, you remembered the restaurant looked pretty fancy in the pictures, so your favourite pair of jeans and a nice blouse seemed a little underdressed. 

Just a few seconds after you finally decided for something fitting, the doorbell rang 

Perfect timing, as always.

You didn’t really got the time to feel nervous before your date but right now, you felt full of excitement and also super anxious

hopefully we’ll have enough to talk about

hopefully neither of us chokes on our drinks

When you opened the door your mouth fell open, too

He looked stunning in his awfully expensive three piece suit, his dark wavy hair and that heavenly smile on his lips.

The young man started fidgeting with his cufflinks while he let his eyes gaze over your featrues as well.

“Forgive me for staring, Mc, you look really wonderful today, I mean, you’re wonderful every other day too, but tonight you look absolutely stunning.”

“Thank you, Jumin, you look pretty amazing too” you couldn’t hide the blush on your face anymore, it was too much for your little heart.

The doubts you had before vanished as soon as you sat down in Jumins car. 

You talked about everything and nothing and before you knew it you found yourself in one of the comfy seats in the restaurant. 

Jumin ordered the food and some drinks for you. 

Then he looked at you again, his mouth slightly open as if he wanted to say something and oh boi he really wanted to tell you how much you mean to him but he wanted to save this for later. 

The drinks came and with a big smile on your face you took your glass in your hand, ready to clink your glass together.

But what does “cheers” mean in korean? 

“Jumin? What does cheers mean in korean?”

“건배!”

…. Mc.exe stopped working

“Geonbae” he repeated himself, slower this time, before clinking your glass with a wink. 

You said it too and…

accidentally spit in his glass while doing so. 

Oh god what if he saw it? Hopefully he didn’t, but he looked at you in that very moment.

you blushed harder than ever before. Praying that the ground would open up and swallow you in one piece.

Meanwhile Jumins cheeks turned pink too, only a little bit, but you could see it. He saw it, of course he did, nothing could escape his onyx eyes.

“Jumin, I’m so sorry, but I think I need to go to the bathroom.”

The CEO cleared his throat before he began to speak

“You’re not running away from me, are you? Look, Mc, if you are worrying about what just happened, it’s fine.”

“But I just spit in your drink?!” 

“I’m not bothered by it. It’s not like you’re venomous or…”

“But it bothers me soo much, god I, it’s so embarrassing. I’m sorry.” you felt your skin turning tomato red within another second. And then you saw his angelic smile again.

“I think it’s pretty cute, to be honest with you.”

“What?” you stared at him in disbelief.  

Then he took one of your hands and held it softly. 

“Look Mc, I really like you, and i don’t mind your saliva in the slightest. Like I said at the party I really like spending time with you, and I thought I’d take the chance to confess to you tonight. Because I cannot just spend time with you and just enjoy it as a friend, I cherish you in every way possible,...”

“Really?” Wow, is that all you got to say??

“Yes. So how about we continue going out together and see what’ll happen next time?” 

“That sounds amazing, Jumin. But let's just forget about all those embarrassing things ok?”

“Of course, my dear.” He said, which was the first and only lie he’d ever told you. How could Jumin ever forget about this wonderful evening. 

“But Mc, I’ve got a question: does this count as our first kiss?”

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Omg I missed this D: Will you open your sales again in the future? 😰

Hi whisperbinder!

We’re sorry you’ve missed it! We do intend to have leftover sales once the pre-orders have been fulfilled; when the time comes, we’ll make an announcement to let everyone who missed it have another go at it! (That will take a little while, as we hope to be shipping pre-orders at the beginning of November, but we can only be sure once we’ve received all the books and merch ordered.) We’ll be keeping all our followers updated on every step of the process, so stay tuned! ^^

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AAahhhhh thank you so much sweet girls !!! I’m so happy to hear that you consider my blog as a quality one ༼ಢ_ಢ༽༼ಢ_ಢ༽༼ಢ_ಢ༽༼ಢ_ಢ༽ I hope to never disappointed you ! 

My heart is full of rainbow, omg I’m going to burst 

[dejnar]

I’ve been as happy as maybe never before lately and I’ve been thinking a lot about how lucky I am for the people I have in my life. And since I love and appreciate them every single day, today is a day as good as any to tell them. 

If this inspires you to tell the people close to your heart to tell them how you feel about them as well - go ahead. I can only recommend it.

I just need you guys to know how important you are to me and I want to scream it out there how much you mean to me, how much your support helps me and just… that I wouldn’t be the same without you.

I know there are things I’m good at, also things I’m not good at and then there are things I’m terrible at. But that’s perfectly fine because I have you guys, being there, listening to me, helping me without any questions or conditions, making up for the things I lack. Every one of you is unique and wonderful, every bond I share with you is so different but equally heartwarming and appreciated. So please, listen to me telling you what you mean to me, okay? Of course I love you for everything you are but I kinda discovered that each of you lifts me up in a different way and I needed to share. (And yes, that’s the alphabetical order of your Tumblr names bc I refuse to give our friendships any order since the love I receive is beyond the charts anyways.)

My sanity - @kiwipaca Like, seriously? I would have lost my shit so often already if it wasn’t for you, always being there for either raging with me, calming me down or just making me laugh so my anger disappears. You help me to process my emotions almost immediately and knowing how much my emotions control me, it means a lot. Like, a lot. And since you know almost all the time what I’m thinking and feeling anyway, there’s not really a need to explain this here but you understand and get me without me really having to explain it. And that means a lot too. It literally saves me most times and I wouldn’t be able to deal with some stuff without you, some things would have overwhelmed me if it wasn’t for you. You really do keep me sane.

My spirit and my courage - @midnight1217 & @reyawoodelf (these two just can’t be separated neither in my head nor heart) I couldn’t be as lighthearted as I am without you. Maybe I would question if being the way I am is really okay and sufferable for others if you wouldn’t embrace my quirkiness as much as you do. You help me a great deal with being myself and being happy with it, knowing that people can love the sides of me many others hate. You encourage me to do things I would be too afraid to try and fail otherwise. You guys showed me what an unconditional friendship truly is. 

My strength - @mysterious-prologue-guy No matter what’s going on, no matter what I struggle with, no matter how fast my heart is beating bc of fear or nervousness or anticipation, you always find just the right words to back me up, to give me the nudge I need to feel confident again. To go through with stuff, to know that I’m not alone and that you always got my back. When I have to make a big decision, I always feel the need to talk to you first. I know you’ll be there and understand me, will give me the exact advice I need. We’ve been through so much and I am so glad I can always count on you when it matters. 

My inspiration - @reifromrfa / @whisperbinder Oh my god, I admired you so much when I first discovered your works and was wondering if I could be like that one day. And I’m still wondering, to be honest. And I’m also still very much admiring you, obviously. You are so hardworking (I accidentally wrote heartworking first and tbh that’s accurate as well) and ambitious and talented and SO welcoming and warm-hearted. You kick my insecurities in the ass, turn to me and say: “Just do it, girl.” You motivate me to be the person I want to be. 

My inner peace - @wildlife-xx This one is hard to put into words. You’re just… there. All the time, every time I need you and also when I don’t need you but want to spend time with you nevertheless. I’m not sure if you know how much it means to me that you listen to everything I have to say, the good and the bad things, and that you validate and support my feelings and passions even though you don’t understand them all the time. You stand beside me and let me do whatever I think is right, you’re always there with me and you’re down for the wild ride. And you know that, with me, the ride will be wild.

For now, that’s all. I needed this out there. I couldn’t do the things that make me happy without your support. I don’t know if you guys are aware how much your love affects me and how much it helps me to define and form who I really am but it does. And I want you guys to know. I wouldn’t be the same without you and I am so proud and happy and glad to be the person I am today. 2018 was hard but I think I found myself over the span of last year, or at least a huge part of myself. And you still help me to discover more. Thanks to you I not only got through those hard times but benefitted from them and I’m still in awe about how lucky I am and will forever wonder how I deserve all of this.

I love you.

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[yotsubanoclover]

Hey there, can you write about mc and jumin are at a business party but someone approach jumin and start to flirt with him and he just accept the flirting. Mc feels inferior and wandered off alone and someone approach her and flirt with her Jumin sees this and gets really jelous and really possessive.

Ohoooo this is interesting! :D Thanks for the request! ❤ I’d like to combine this with another request I got from @whisperbinder, since I got similar ideas for the two >

Prompt: “Are you scared?”

Jumin x MC

- This is the first business party you’ve ever attended as Jumin’s fiancee. He decides to take you there and publicly announce the engagement to C&R’s business partners.

- You’re overwhelmed, obviously. Even with the dress and expensive make-over Jumin provided for you, you feel inferior in this… sea of rich people.

- Jumin, on the other hand, is on top of his game; with his arm around your waist at all times, he greets every guest with a smile and never forgets to introduce you to everyone.

- “Meet my fiancee, MC.”

- You never knew that the word ‘fiancee’ has such a nice ring to it until tonight.

- And the way he smiles, the way his face lights up and even blushes every now and then, the way his voice sounds as he tells everyone about you…

- It’s like he’s beyond proud to introduce you as his fiancee and future wife.

- But you cannot help but notice everyone else’s reactions.

- Their surprised looks, their rolled eyes, their mocking stares, their awkward chuckle.

- Their judgement.

- It is suffocating… it makes your heart pound… it makes your hands sweat… it makes breathing extremely hard.

- Still, you try your best to smile and greet everyone, focusing on the man next to you instead of everyone else. That as long as he’s here, right by your side, you can take on anything.

- But pretending can only go so far.

- “Jumin…”

- “Yes, love? Is there something wrong?”

- “I, I just need to go to the restroom for a bit.”

- “Are you okay? You look pale-”

- Before you can make any excuse, a man approaches Jumin, keeping him occupied as you slip away.

- When you arrive in the restroom and see yourself on the mirror, you notice how horrible you look.

- Not the make-up, but you notice how tense you are; you’re sweating here and there, despite the air-conditioned room. And Jumin’s right - you look pale.

- Even your sweaty hands are shaking.

- But more than that, when you look at yourself in the mirror, you finally realize that being with Jumin is more than just about being with the one you love.

- These parties will be your routine; you will meet people who are far more accomplished than you are - women who are prettier, sexier, richer, and even more intelligent than you are.

- And when they see what you see now, they will judge you.

- “I should go back,” you tell yourself, controlling your breathing. “Jumin will worry if I stay too long.”

- You get back to Jumin talking to a woman. Immediately you recognize her as one of the coming artists who has been catching a lot of attention lately.

- God, she’s drop-dead gorgeous.

- You’d give anything to have a tall and slender body like hers. A flowing, long brunette hair like hers. Crystal blue eyes like hers. A crispy laughter like hers.

- “Oh, come on, Jumin, you cannot be serious!” She laughs yet again. 

- She’s steadily, but oh-so-casually closing in the proximity between them. Jumin, used to those kinds of things, seems rather oblivious to her flirting, as he continues to talk to her.

- You turn around and walk away, just as she slips her arm on Jumin’s.

- Biting your lip to hold back the tears, you’re trying to find someplace where you can be alone. You need to be alone.

- “You’re finally alone.” You turn to the voice and see a man you remember greeting earlier with Jumin. He’s one of the CEOs of C&R’s partner company who’s only a few years older than you. “MC, right? I’ve been wanting to talk to you, but he never leaves you alone.”

- Oh no…

- Jumin starts to notice how long you’ve been gone. He would’ve looked for you immediately if not for the many intrusions. Just when he thought he’d finished talking with someone, another one comes in.

- And this woman in front of him just won’t stop talking.

- Even as he responds to her, Jumin tries to scan around the room for you as much as he possibly could.

- Where are you? What’s taking you so long? He noticed how you weren’t really enjoying yourself; he shouldn’t have let you wander alone.

- He was about to notify his guards when his eyes caught your light blue dress among the crowd.

- And that you weren’t alone.

- “I’m sorry, Miss Park, I’ll have to excuse myself.”

- He can hear the woman behind him calling out for him, but his focus is only on you.

- And how the man dares to touch you. 

- “I’ll appreciate it if you get your hands off my fiancee, Taewoo,” he cuts in, grabbing Taewoo’s arm as he tries to take you somewhere.

- Taewoo immediately retracts his hand. “Jumin! This is- I was only talking to her; no need to be so aggressive.”

- Jumin circles his arm around you protectively; he can feel you sigh in relief. He smiles, not taking his eyes off Taewoo, whom he’s known for a few years. “Were you? Then, I’d like to be included in the conversation.”

- “It’s nothing, really. I should go. Have a good night.”

- “Are you okay?” he whispers.

- “I’m fine.” You smile at him. “Thanks… you came at the perfect time.”

- He stares at you. “We’re leaving early. Let’s go.”

- “What do you mean? Jumin?”

- But no matter how many times you ask him, he’s not telling you anything. Yet, he never lets go of your hand, even after you two are in the car, stroking it with his fingers every now and then.

- It helps you calm down.

- When the two of you arrive in his penthouse, you ask him again. “Jumin, what’s wrong? If this is about Taewoo, nothing happened-”

- He pulls you into a hug.

- “Jumin?”

- “I’m sorry, love, I should’ve known.”

- “Jumin, what are you-”

- “The party… you weren’t enjoying yourself. I’m sorry.”

- You want to tell him that it’s okay. That you’re having a blast. That he doesn’t need to apologize for anything.

- But instead you burst into tears, your defenses crumbling down.

- When you finally stop crying, he helps you sit on the edge of the bed, while he kneels in front of you, holding your hands in his.

- “It’s okay, love. You can tell me.”

- “I just… can’t.”

- “What do you mean? Let me help you, darling; I’m here for you.”

- “Jumin… why me? I mean, look at me. I’m not rich, and I’m nowhere near as pretty as all the ladies there. I’m small and thin, my skin is not perfect, I’m emotional… I’m just… not good-”

- “My love, what made you think that way?”

- “I… I realize that you’re always going to have people around you, and someday you might find someone better, much better, than I am… It’s just… I can’t. Even now, I’m sure people are already talking-”

- “Are you scared, love? Are you scared that I’m going to leave you someday?”

- You nod weakly as the tears fall down yet again.

- Jumin strokes your cheek gently, wiping away the tears. “MC… I love you with all my heart. I wasn’t just saying it when I told you I want to spend the rest of our lives together. I wasn’t joking when I said I wanted to marry you.

- “You saw through my money and position… you saw my tangled threads… the real me… and you didn’t run away from me. You know how ugly I could be, possessed with my emotions, but you stay with me. You’ve seen how many times I nearly lost my control, but you support me. Unlike others who approach me for money and power, you smile at me and embrace who I am as a man, with all my flaws.

“Regardless of what people say about you, or what you say about yourself, I love you for who you are. Even with all of your imperfections, you’re still the most beautiful woman with the most beautiful heart for me, darling. Please… have more confidence in yourself; you’re beautiful just the way you are. I do not care about imperfections because I am not perfect, too. Nobody is.

“And that’s where I need you… and you need me. Just like how you’ve accepted all my flaws, I’ll accept yours. We may not be perfect on our own, but we’re perfect for each other. Can you trust me on that, my love?”

- “I do… I trust you, Jumin, and I love you. So, so much.”

- “I love you, too.” He smiles the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen. “Please rely on me, my love. Let me be your strength, just as you’ve been mine.”

- His smile is contagious. “Okay…”

- With every kiss and embrace that follow, you are reminded over and over how lucky you are to have him by your side.

- And that together, there’s nothing the two of you cannot face.

What a roller-coaster ride that was 💕 💕 💕 hope you like it!

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mountains or fields

thunderstorm or lightning

Egyptian or Greek mythology

ivory or scarlet

flute or lyre

opal or diamond

butterflies or honeybees

macaroons or eclairs

typewritten or handwritten

secret garden or secret library

rooftop or balcony

spicy or mild

opera or ballet - both!

London or Paris

Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet

denim or leather

potions or spells

ocean or desert

mermaids or sirens

masquerade ball or cocktail party

I was tagged by @whisperbinder, thank you lovely <3

I will tag @sae-bae-ran @cherieofthedragons @hairinya @lavenderseele @moonfireflight @heyasa17 @meeran1337 @juleeofthewest @pixelthepixiex @mysticsaya

[snowyw]

tagged by: @rojaepasta (thanks for tagging me! 💗✨)

here are the first 10 songs that pop up from my Spotify account:

Modern Love - Mother Mother

Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland

Joyful - X Ambassadors

Scrambling the Rebel Fleet (Rouge One Soundtrack) - Michael Giacchino

sea of lovers - Christina Perri

Eugene - Sufjan Stevens

Your Song - Ellie Goudling

Jungle Jail (Paddington 2 Sountrack) - Dario Marianelli

It’s Gonna Be Good (Reprise of Next to Normal Musical Soundtrack) - Alice Ripley and Jennifer Damiano

Two Weeks - FKA twigs

tagging: @egg27 @lylapark @whisperbinder @gaylien-prince @yofriesenburg 

[reifromrfa]

Yuri on Ice, anyone?

OH MY GOD I can't believe I just watched this anime now?! Hhhhhnnngggg guys 😭 GUYS I AM NOT OVER IT 😭

Please, can anyone recommend some YOI blogs I can follow, both for art and fics? 👀 Please feel free to recommend some good fics too!!! Ahhhhh I love this show so much now ;A; lajjdljdlfjdhg so many ships in just 12 episodes lolol 😂 Thank you so much in advance for any recommendations!!! 😘😍❤❤❤

PS: I'll reply in comments using my primary blog, whisperbinder 😅 hahaha tumblr won't let me reply as reifromrfa 😘 Thank you!

[thwippersnapple]

@whisperbinder

OC commission

[zennyshoneybunch]

HAHAHAHAHA!!!! @whisperbinder 😂😂 love this

can you tell i'm excited for new merch? lol

he's shy 👉👈

[god7072therescue]

Saeyoung Diary Head Cannon pt. 2!

Alright!! Here is the second installment to Saeyoung’s diary hc where he finally goes to church!! Hope you guys enjoy! This is dedicated to @whisperbinder, you’re the best!

A/N: I literally have so many finals next week I should be studying for, but this is the best way to procrastinate!!

Warning: This will have NSFW themes and profanity.

Saeyoung drove like a maniac as he sped to the catholic church across town

He seriously needed some quality time with the good lord after reading that

He just could not shake the images of your face as he was inside of her, dear god.

He almost skid over the side walk to the church he parked so fast, scaring the elderly ladies leaving after their 6:00 o clock mass

If only they knew the thoughts running through this boy’s mind, as well;;;;

He apologizes for startling the ladies hurriedly then he rushes past them to enter through the double door that lead to the lobby in front of the sanctuary

He is honestly shocked that he was not set ablaze the moment he walked through the door

He walks to the doors that lead into the sanctuary and stands by the bowl that holds the holy water

this is for people to dip their fingers into before they walk into the sanctuary

Saeyoung was burning up because he was still having thoughts that all lead back to that night.

You would think that Saeyoung would just step back outside to cool off

This boy is so far gone from rational thinking he dunks his entire head into the bowl of holy water

in order to cool down and purify himself at the same time

Jesus;;;

It didn’t work

So now he is standing in front of the doors again with his hair and shirt dripping with holy water

At least he tried

He shakes his head to try and stop it from dripping as he walks down the aisle then runs his hands through it so it can stay out of his face

His poor glasses;;;;

he didn’t even take them off before he dunked his head in

He enters one of the first pews nearest to the confessional booth and kneels as he begins to pray

He tries to focus on the prayer that he always prays before he goes to confession, but it does not keep the thoughts of her away

She just consumed his thoughts

He realizes that he will never be able to

He enters the confessional booth and puts his head in his hands as he waits for the priest to enter

When the priest hears the man enter he thinks that the man sitting in the booth is in great anguish because of the water droplets he hears hitting the floor

The poor man must be crying

if he only knew

The priest is filled for concern until he hears a familiar voice

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.”

Our father who art in heaven, this guy again;;

It hasn’t even been a week since his last confession

“I have lied 30 times, i have missed mass 1 time, i have stolen money from mass corporations 5 times..”

He has to pause for a moment before he finishes his list of sins because he could not believe he counted to this high

“And I have pictured a woman that I have not wed and I having premarital affairs 480 times since my last confession.”

The priest is also shocked that he kept count of that as well;;;

But at this point, the priest has learned he will never know what this man is going to say

Saeyoung sits in the confessional booth trying to figure out why in the hell he cannot get her out of his mind

He knew he loved her more than he loved himself, so why were his thoughts filled with thoughts of this when there was so much more to the relationship?

He has barely touched her since that one night in the cabin

He would have never done that so soon but he literally thought they were going to die the next day

He just wanted to experience and show her how fucking much he loves her

So why were his thoughts so filled by her?

Why did every. little. thing. she did turn him on so much?

He knew the answer but he did not want to admit it to himself

He was addicted to her.

Saeyoung has always had an addictive personality

It’s part of the reason that he is a genius today.

Hacking? That’s all he fucking does, if it’s for work or not

PhD Pepper? It’s the only drink he EVER drinks

Honey Buddha Chips? He will drive half way across the country if that means that he can get a box full.

Sports cars? He now has to use all of his pay checks in order to get every model he can afford.

If he gets a thought through his head, he has to follow through with it.

He can’t get his work done because he has thought of a new invention and has to make it

That’s why he refuses to touch cigarettes or alcohol

Because if he likes it, he likes it too much

He likes MC too much

He is addicted to the way she looks, the way she feels, the way she tastes

The fact that he has barely touched her is k i l l i n g him

and is probably killing MC too

“I think I am addicted to her, father.”

“Then why have you not wed her yet, my child?”

Saeyoung sits straight up at the question as if it shocked the life out of him

Why haven’t I?

Because you’re scared of rejection even now

Saeyoung knows what he needs to do.

He quickly stands form the seat and rushes out of the confessional booth, forgetting to even stay and hear how many Hail Mary’s he would have to recite to absolve his sins

The priest just sighs and shakes his head at the crazy young man.

At least he has only robbed 5 companies instead of 20

Saeyoung is now driving at a break neck speed again but instead of having the fear of God in him, he has something else entirely

He arrives at the jewelers place soon after he leaves the church and he walks inside so he can look around

He knew exactly what he wanted for her, but he would have to make it of his own design

It would take a few weeks for it to be ready

That is plenty of time to come up with a proposal

He pays the jeweler handsomely because this ring was going to be expensive

After that he feels like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders

he shouldn't feel guilty for wanting to be with his girlfriend

and he was just being a fucking moron because she obviously wanted him too

Now all he wants to do is get the hell home

because he is finally going to give MC what she’s been wanting

cue the hallelujah chorus

Saeyoung arrives home to find MC sitting on the couch in only her panties and his hoodie watching some old naruto reruns

He has never loved her more

She greets him with a smile and is surprised that he just greets her with a kiss instead of a hello

She flushes slightly at the sudden contact from Saeyoung but she was on no way complaining

“Well hello to you, too.” She gives him a warm smile, blush still apparent on her cheeks.

Saeyoung looks at her for a moment before he gets a mischievous grin across his face.

MC automatically becomes defensive when she sees a grin that she knows all to well, “What?”

Before she can react, Saeyoung has picked her up over his shoulder so he can carry her to the bed room.

MC is laughing as she is playfully smacking his butt on the way

Saeyoung arrives and tosses her onto the bed so he can stand over her

He laughing instantly died down as she looked up at the man before her, she knew that look and she has only seen it once before

He just takes a moment to stare at her laying on his bed, he can tell that she is already at least a little affect because her breathing has sped up a bit

good

He closes the door behind him before he carefully removes the cross necklace from around his neck to place it on his desk.

He looks back at her then begins to crawl over her, his lips lightly tracing up her leg from her knee to where her folds are.

He gives her warmth a light kiss and a teasing lick over her panties before he slowly slides his hoodie up her abdomen so he can reveal her chest to him

He licks his lips as he looks at her pert nipples before he takes one in his mouth to nibble lightly before sucking

The little moan she let out as she rubs her thighs together to get some relief is so goddamn satisfying

he is going to make her make those sounds all. night. long.

What else can he do?

He is addicted

[rowan-catsandcoffee]

Tag 20 followers you’d like to get to know

Tagged by: @peacefulrestvalley

Rules - Tag 20 followers you’d like to get to know

Nicknames: Rowan

Gender: Female

⭐ Sign: Aries

Height: 5′9″ - 5′11″

Sexuality: Yes.

Hogwarts ����: Slythern

Favorite animal: All, I wish to adopt them and let them know they are all loved.  Especially the sharks and spiders that i’m unjustifiably afraid of... it’s not their fault.

Av. hrs spent 💤: 3-5 on the week day, 6-11 on a weekend day

Dogs or cats: I love both! I can rough house with both! As long as the critter is okay with that. 

Dream trip: I just want to travel! Would it be wrong to take a break and just travel, see the sights, visit mystery spots? Tourist traps? take those silly tours? Just... be able to say I actually left Minnesota.

Dream job: Writing and being paid for it, enough so I can go see these other places and get inspired by settings.

When I made this account: June of 2017

Why I made this account: To keep otome stuff off my main blog which is a mess in itself... I think there’s fanfiction on there... somewhere.... So I started this one so I could talk about my new otome obsession.... so I could write fanfiction for it and what not 

Followers: 72

I tag: @elvendara, @intr0verted-weird0, @cherryblossomprincess28, @somethinglacking, @ihavenotfallenyet, @rossyele, @saeranlover, @kilofox, @yoolee, @lonelywalkingpotato, @whisperbinder, @lost-in-wonderlands-wonders, @nerdgirl78, @rose-of-yonezawa, @zens-trash, @snarkymc, @defudefu, @skatahara, @mystiquer45... that’s 20 right? I hope so.

Feel free to do it or not, no pressure!

[randomstringsofabeing]

@whisperbinder @zennyshoneybunch @thwippersnapple @7ong0stacy7

friend who lives hundreds of miles away: i made food

me: can i have some

[alittlecstaticxilophone]

Rescue

Hello,due to a mistake I had to post this again, sorry for the trouble

Anyways...

This is my secret santa present for @whisperbinder

I’m sorry for any trouble I might have caused but I hope you like this and that you have a merry christmas (even if it’s early for that)

The music was blasting on Saeyoung’s house making Vanderwood wonder if it had actually been a good idea to listen to the redhead’s invitation for his Christmas party, he should have known that the former agent obnoxious personality only seemed to raise with the ambience the parties provided.

He stood uncomfortable in one corner smoking from his cigarette, from his current spot it was easy to get a general hold at the party, the woman with short hair seemed like she hasn’t gone to a party in her entire life he observed in mild entertainment as she was drinking and dancing. The actor was singing in the karaoke crying how he needed love into his life. 707 was jumping over the blonde boy asking him for a piggyback ride and the blonde boy complained how heavy the former agent was. 707´s brother was in a similar fashion as him observing everything from a corner, and maybe it was just his skills but Vanderwood could have sworn he saw the ghost of a smile on his lips. The CEO was pouring wine on a glass complaining how childish their attitudes were.

Vanderwood wasn’t good with names, everyone had a code name at the agency more often than not composed by number or keywords, he never had the affinity with anyone to actually care about learning their name. Even in missions he stuck with basic nicknames as an alternative most of the time instead of learning the target’s name.

He felt a small tap on his shoulder, with a scowl thinking it was agent 707 who was going to ask him to clean he turned his sight and lowered his cigarette only to see a young woman standing by his side. Her hair tied up, he couldn’t recognize her name either but her could remember she was the one who joined Saeyoung to that cult and impromptu rescue mission.

-Merry Christmas- she smiled, Vanderwood furrowed his eyebrows and stared at her up and down she had another bag now hanging from her elbow as she had her hands busy with a small cheetah printed box

-We were supposed to bring presents? -He asked perplexed, fucking 707, of course he would prank him with something like that.

-No, not at all! -The young girl beamed -But it’s Christmas everyone deserves a present- she pushed the present closer to his face, with a scowl Vanderwood took it from the girl’s hands taking a look at the label with his name and the girl’s in it.

Opening it carefully he found an empty wallet in it. He looked at it with curiosity, opening it to be sure there was nothing inside of it.

-Do you like it? -the girl asked, -I thought that since you are making a new life you’ll probably need a wallet-

-It’s okay I guess- he said as he placed it in the back pocket of his jeans.

He could observe her smile drop for a second, probably because she couldn’t get the reaction she hoped he would have. However, said smile returned in an instant and wished him a merry Christmas. Just as he was going to return the gesture, no matter how useless he thought it was the sound of glass shattering filled his ears and he only saw a flash of red before hearing the blonde one complain about it.

-You should look after your boyfriend- he commented pointing at the redhead who was now hiding in the most stupid place Vanderwood could have thought of.

-Who? Saeyoung?- The girl glanced at Saeyoung laughing for his antics -No, we are just friends. We agreed that would be better- She commented shrugging -I have to give these to the others, happy holidays Vanderwood- She raised the bag and walked towards Jumin who seemed to be the calmest at the moment.

Vanderwood shrugged turning of his cigarette making his way towards the entrance, this was going to be a big mess and he was not going to stay there just so 707 could sleep while he cleaned.

The next time he saw the girl he was quite surprised.

He had gotten a new job in an office and he got bored too quickly of it so by the end of the first week he quitted and went for a job on a bar Saeyoung recommended, at least he would get to kick drunk’s asses.

On his first day he bumped into someone on the way inside, just as he was going to help the new person to standup he saw a pair of eyes staring at him and a soft smile gracing the mouth.

-Vanderwood, hi! You’re the new guy the boss mentioned?- she questioned lifting herself from the ground.

-What are you doing here?- he questioned as she stood in front of him with a purse on her hand.

-I work here- she said with eyebrows furrowing and her lips curving in a smile, he raised an eyebrow -What are you doing here? -she questioned back following his path as he traced towards the manager’s office like his main intention was to get away from her.

-The redhead sent me here, told me this place wouldn’t question my background- MC nodded understanding that, Vanderwood would certainly be appropriate for the job, they needed someone who would be strong and willing enough to take out the drunks during the busy weekend hours.

-Good Luck! -she put her hand on his shoulder and finally exited through the door, he stared at her with furrowed eyebrows as he made his way to the manager’s office with a fake I.D in his hand.

Seeing her became a common occurrence for Vanderwood, whether it was on his way in to his shift at the bar or when she was having a sudden change on schedule and working in the night shift alongside him. Vanderwood discovered she was a entertaining companion for easy conversation, she never pried too much unless he unknowingly gave her the clue that she could.

It was unknown to him when the feelings of comfort and commodity evolved into something more. Something he didn’t dare to admit and had been forbidden ever since he was a teenager. He knew questioning Saeyoung would only bring laugh into him at Vanderwood’s expense, even if he got along better with the redhead it was still something he was unwilling to allow.

He questioned the man who sometimes shared a shift with him whenever MC wasn’t doing so, in response the man just chuckled offending the brunette more than what he would dare to admit

-You seem to have fallen for MC. I don’t blame you she is kind and pretty, not to mention stubborn when it’s the right thing to do- He related, Vanderwood raised an eyebrow wondering if the man liked the girl too but didn’t question any further.

It was one of those nights MC had to change shift and stay until late at night, the music was loud and those who weren’t either drinking or dancing where struggling to find someone to talk with or sleep with.

As Vanderwood served a few glasses from one side of the bar he could see carefully how she gave him a thumbs up from the other side doing the same thing he was doing and striking in a conversation with the woman she had just served a few seconds before. It was amusing to him how she did that when his interactions with the costumers where limited to the absolute necessary.

Being a former agent he was too used to pay attention to the small details, glances, gestures, etc. So even despite the numerous amount of people he could often be sure of who would end up leaving with who and sometimes winning bets about it with MC. That made him easy to notice that there was a guy who stared at MC intensily, something about him felt odd, it wasn’t the usual gaze someone had when they were after someone in the way it was common in a bar.

When the man approached MC Vanderwood didn’t hesitate for a second in rushing at her side and eavesdropping the conversation justifying it as him cleaning the glasses behind her.

-So, I was thinking…

-Honey, are you too busy? -Vanderwood interrupted the conversation leaving the glass where it had been and pulling one arm over MC’s shoulders, the girl stared at him in amused curiosity -I was hoping this man wasn’t bothering my girlfriend- he spat with venom towards the men who just nodded and lifted himself from the seat.

-What? - he asked with a faint blush when MC stared at him entertained -There are a lot of creeps you should be careful- he shrugged making her giggle

-Awwww, was Vandy worried about me? - she teased

-Shut up and get back to work, it’s a busy night- he avoided the subject and she did as she was told still with a smile on her face.

The rest of the night the stranger’s presence vanished entirely, it was a busy Saturday and some of those nights MC had men flirting with her, it was never something she couldn’t manage by her own but there was something about that man who made Vanderwood’s suspicions rise up instigating his fight or flight instinct.

And Vanderwood always went for the fight.

The next Monday just as MC was leaving and he was arriving he noticed the same man staring at the girl from a corner of the place, with a scoff he trailed behind her, he was early anyways, their boss wouldn’t scold him if he went out for a second. MC was surprised he decided to accompany her home, specially when his shift just started. She teased him about it but iltimately enjoyed the brunettes prescence on the usually lonely road.

MC was never secretive about her feelings for someone, everyone MC knew was certain of the place they and the rest occupied on the young woman’s heart. Yet, for some odd reason Vanderwood was uncertain of that fact. Even Yoosung stared at him in pity whenever he mentioned he had never had a relationship. Saeyoung muffled his laughs every time such a thing was mentioned. It was like everyone knew something he didn’t and that irritated him.

It was one Friday when he had woken too sick to even lift himself up from the bed cursing his luck he called his job to justify his absence. He hadn’t been sick ever since he was a child, his unlucky self decided to do so on the day he shared the night shift with MC. Only that combined with the fever that only seemed to raise up left a bad feeling inside of him who couldn’t shake off.

She never visited him, it wasn’t surprising to him since he never told her he was sick on the first place, but when he woke up the next morning with fifteen missed calls from Luciel he was certain there was something terribly wrong.

-What the fuck do you want? -he asked answering the next time the younger one called not even five minutes after he woke up.

-Did you have a passionate night lover boy? -Saeyoung asked with a teasing tone.

-Are you a fucking idiot? I spent all the time sick you dumbass, what do you mean by that? -Saeyoung’s snickers stopped after hearing his words and Vanderwood was able to hear frantic typing on a computer.

-MC didn’t return home the night before- It was everything the redhead needed to say before Vanderwood finished the call and changed clothes as fast as it was humanly possible before he exited through the door.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

When MC opened her eyes slow she found out her hands were tied difficulting her movements making her find out that no matter how much she moved, attempting to run away was futile

-Now- she turned to the sound of the voice, despite the fact she couldn’t even see the face of the person from who it came from. -We gave one hour to your love Vanderwood to come after you. We think he can get our requisites otherwise is going to be a huge shame to get rid of a pretty face like yours- now she could feel a calloused hand over her cheek forcing her to writhe away from it as far as she could. She tried to look at the person’s face.

-You are a fucking idiot- she claimed rising her chest slightly from where she was sitting, he stared at her.

-What? -he snapped, the reaction she was looking for

-Is it normal for an agency member to doubt their training? I don’t know how your mind works but Vanderwood cares about me as much as he cares about a cockroach. Do you really think he would risk everything he managed until now to rescue “A foolish girl”? -she smirked

-Trust me- Another voice sounded -He will come-

-What makes you so sure? -She leaned doubting his words

-Because- the same voice began -The man accompanies you home.

-Yeah so? -she shrugged as she could with her hands tied.

-He lives at the other side of the town. We have been keeping track of the both of you sweetie. Him following you can only mean he is afraid, even if he doesn’t admit it. Such a shame he got sick the day you had the night shift. – MC could hear the smirk on the man’s voice, however she stood quiet, unsure of what to say next.

-Cat got your tongue? -the other voice sounded and MC

-No, it just that I got tired of talking to idiots- she answered back, a few seconds later she felt the calloused hand that once caressed her cheek once again followed by a stingy pain.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

-What are you going to do? -Saeyoung asked beginning to type on his computer, if her phone was still on he should be able to trace her. He was unable to believe something like that had happened. He was supposed to protect her and she vanished from the earth

-What do you mean? -Vanderwood asked raising an eyebrow turning his electric cigarette off. The sound of his phone filled the silence, the brunette answered it, humming a few times as an affirmation.

There was a long pause from the older man as Saeyoung observed him expectant a frown forming on his forehead.

-Oh, alright, kill her. See if I care- he said after hanging up the phone. The redhead stared at him with his eyes wide open.

-What…-

-What do you mean? -Vanderwood interrupted repeating the question, -Do you think I will hesitate? I’ll kill them and get her out, what else did you expect? -Vanderwood said nonchalantly -Now, don’t waste time and trace the call, wherever it leads it’ll takes us to her- Vanderwood threw the phone at Saeyoung who with a silent nod began to type on his computer gasping as he found the coordinates that led to the young woman

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

The man clutched the phone between his fingers staring at it in curiosity, that was not the reaction he was expecting from the former agent, he expected a more panic or distress, a menace from him. Not an order to kill her with an absolute resolution. He shrugged his shoulders, it wasn’t his problem anyways.

He took his feet out of the office where he made the call passing the phone he had used to another person in the hallway as he made his way towards the room where the young woman was being kept.  He walked through the labyrinth of hallways until he got to the room where the young woman was being held captive.

As soon as he walked in he could observe how she still was tied to the same chair. The rest stared at him waiting for a signal that would be a give away of how they would proceed so when he lowered his head they new the signal was clear.

As one person untied her arms the other one untied her feet, she felt weak, the lack of water and lack of mobility began to take a toll on her and she was too weak to even put a struggle when she was lifted for the chair.

When the first blow landed in her stomach she couldn’t help letting out a groan of pain the only thing stopping her from leaning to the front was the fact that someone was holding her.

-He let you die- The man mocked adjusting the tie from his suit

-I told you he would- she spat back hiding the fact that the fact that she had been indeed left behind to die made her feel empty. After that one more blows came her way and she tried to fight them as hard as she could to remain standing.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Vanderwood always knew that with 707’s skills getting inside would be the easy part. The hard part would be sneaking the girl out without being noticed. He paced through the hallways 707 indicated through a communicator on his ear. His hair was accommodated in a ponytail like on the old days he used to do field mission.

He heard a shot at his right feeling the burnt for a few seconds next to his ear before he quickly took his gun and shot at the person who had tried to hit him. His aim was something he took pride on and he wanted to believe he would be enough to take all the people who could become an obstacle.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

The sun of gunshot resounded on the place, the group looked perplexed among each other before the sound became repeated MC stared at them confused, she was expecting another blow to be thrown at her. The group began screaming amongst each other, she could hear a buzz in her ears that stopped her from hearing the conversation amongst them.

Two men stood behind while the rest ran towards the sound, MC crawled towards a corner clutching her stomach taking advantage of the fact that she was left alone. She took deep troubled breaths struggling to get enough air to calm her lungs.

The door suddenly blasted and through it came Vanderwood with his hair tied in a ponytail, MC could see some blood on his face and clothes.

-Where the fuck is…- he screamed before his eyes posed on her, he seemed collected but even with her blurry vision she could see the anxiety creeping on his eyes. -They are going to pay- he said getting closer to her as he lifted her up.

MC’s vision seemed to turn blurrier and blurrier as her eyes slowly closed even when she struggled to keep them open.

-Saeyoung I found her- she could hear Vanderwood’s voice, but why did it sound so far away? -Yes, she is alive, have you found a clear path? Good. Of course they are going to fucking pay, I’ll snatch their nails… MC?- he drifted her attention to her noticing how her eyes seemed to be closing more and more -Saeyoung I have to leave, send me the map with the route- he said, maybe he had a communicator, MC couldn’t be sure, it was the most logical assumption since she never say him pull out a cellphone.

-MC- he talked to her as he walked, it felt really lonely around the emptiness was unsettling, even when she was there she could hear steps outside but now it was simply too quiet. -I need you to stay awake- he said, his voice sounded raged, like if he was running, but MC couldn’t feel it.

No matter how careful Vanderwood was being, even as he navigated across the hallways Saeyoung indicated he couldn’t pay attention to everything, so when MC began to draft away from consciousness he was unaware of it.

It was too easy, even with his experience, it was strange how he singlehanded was able to get inside and be on his way out without anyone who could cause trouble disrupting him.

When Saeyoung alerted him it was the final corner he would have to go through he felt a strong sense of relieve filling his body, the door was so close, he could almost feel it, then she would be safe, and he would be damn sure she was as long as he was alive.

He should have known it was too soon to give a cry of victory the moment an agent stepped in front of him, he didn’t seem to have a single gun in hand but Vanderwood knew better how easy it was to hide that kind of weaponry. The man’s smirk didn’t go unnoticed by him who didn’t want to stop.

-Now, Vandy where are you going?- Vanderwood groaned stopping his path, not wanting to risk what the man could do, specially when she was so close and he was unable to ensure her safety

-What do you want?- the former agent growled,

-You into the agency- the person in front of him shrugged -That was what all of this was about anyways-

-You know my answer then- Vanderwood glared at him still holding the girl between his arms.

-I do, that’s why I was the one sent- The man’s smirk grew as he approached Vanderwood with sure and fast steps and while the brunette was busy protecting the girl the other man made sure to press a knife against his stomach.

-Good luck with that- he laughed when he heard Vanderwood’s groan of pain. He balanced MC between his arms taking his gun to give a shot to the man.

He wasted no time now that even his own life was on the line wishing to ensure that with MC no unconscious one of them had to arrive to the hospital and survive

-Hello, Luciel- Vanderwood spoke against the communicator -Yes, the mention went fine she is alive. But we just had a few difficulties…

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

MC opened her eyes slowly, her body felt sore but wherever she was, it was surprisingly comfortable. She found herself in a hospital bedroom, turning her eyes to her right she was able to see five bouquets and she could guess which one came from who without doubting a second time.

When she turned her eyes to the right she saw Vanderwood sitting at the edge of the window smoking an electric cigarette

-I don’t think that’s allowed, sir shame on you for smoking in a hospital- she said with a raspy voice, and giggled when he coughed and felt from the edge falling on his butt on the hospital’s floor-

-What the fuck? – he asked standing up and rushing to her side turning off the cigarette -How long have you been awake?- he stared at her

-Like a minute or so- she said shrugging, her shoulders pained when she did that. -What happened?- she asked, the last thing the young woman recalled was Vanderwood lifting her up from the ground and walking through the hallways

-I carried you, we got out, the rich dude sent an ambulance and that’s pretty much it- he shrugged, there was no need for her to know that he got stabbed on their way out.

MC didn’t wish to ask any further and a few minutes of silence flood between them before a question who had been bothering her became too loud to ignore

-Why did you come for me?- He raised an eyebrow at her before turning to his eyes to the window from where he was able to see the rich dude arriving with the rest of the RFA who had been alerted by Vanderwood that MC had woken up.

-The red head was being a pain in the ass- He shrugged contemplating the option of throwing the electric cigarette at Luciel’s head -Besides, you are the most entertaining of all the dudes who I have shared a shift with-

MC smiled softly

-I like you too Vanderwood- she joked even if she was hiding a big truth behind those words.

-Who the fuck told you that I liked you?- he questioned as a lush crept up his cheeks.

It didn’t go unnoticed for her how he always seemed to slouch whenever he moved, contrary to the usually straight posture he carried.

-Did anything happen to you while you rescued me? – she leaned her head slightly, the RFA’s voices could be heard from Floor’s above.

-I got stabbed- Vanderwood shrugged like if it wasn’t a big deal ignoring MC’s open eyes and mouth

-I’m terribly sorry…

-Don’t be-Vanderwood dismissed -You weren’t the one that stabbed me- And with that their conversation died until the RFA arrived filling the room with their usual noise and worries making MC giggle.

Especially when he saw Yoosung tear up, and Saeyoung feeding the fears of the youngest one assuring MC’s intestines would fall out.

It was weird when MC found out that while she was unconscious for three days they had somehow agreed she would stay with Vanderwood for the time being. The brunette stood quiet the entire time only suppressing a few snickers every once in a while.

When MC was out, she lived alongside Vanderwood for three months until he recovered from his injury, she continued with her life and tried to ignore the growing feelings on her chest, she thought everything was going fine until one night she arrived home only to find Vanderwood moving across the bedroom filling a suitcase

-What are you doing? - MC asked uncertain seeing him move up and down the bedroom.

-You’ll stay with the redhead- he assured bitterness clear on his voice, MC was unable to figure out the reason why he was doing it, why he wasn’t even answering her question

-How about you? - She stared at him, sitting on the edge of the bed watching him pack with an uncomfortable and painful feeling on her chest

-I’ll leave the country. My parents were from England, I’ll return to my roots- he shrugged nonchalantly

-Why? -She questioned standing up and going to the door to stop him before he ran through it with his only suitcase in hand.

-Because you won’t be safe alone. Now you might be a target too and the redhead number one is the only one I trust to look after you- He couldn’t let Saeyoung know that, the last thing he needed was a gift of the redhead teasing him

-Then why are you leaving? -She questioned, he froze as he was closing the black suitcase

-That doesn’t concern you- he growled at her without even looking at her face, she began to tap her foot impatient wishing he would give a proper response

-It does, because it’s me who you are leaving- MC said with certainty crossing her arms in front of her.

-How dumb do you have to be that every second you are next to me makes you a potential victim for the agency once again? -He exclaimed, -Do you have any idea on the situation you were in? They could have killed you between seconds if they wanted to- his breaths sounded more desperate with every word he spoke

-But they didn’t- MC assured -We can fight it toge…

-They didn’t because they wanted me back. They needed my skills, you were the hook for them, if I hadn’t rescued you before and accepted their demands you would have been dead- he interrupted getting closer to her

-We don’t have to be apart for that, we can work it out even if it’s on the run, we can still be together. WE could travel around the world. Work in Germany one day and in Brazil the other one-

-You don’t understand, do you foolish girl? - he said pressing his hand on the door behind her -I only do this because I would rather leave you now and let them chase me to every corner of the earth if that means keep them away from you. I’d rather leave you now than wait for them to take you away from me. Who knows what they would do to you, and I can’t risk that. You don’t know how it is to only care about one person, one in the entire world and knowing your mere existence is a danger to them.- he pushed himself away from her only to sit at the edge of the bed sinking his head between his arms.

Carefully she approached him, sitting by his side waiting for him to calm down a bit before she could speak

-It doesn’t have to be like that- she said grabbing his arm

-It is like that MC- he said -That’s why I have to leave- Vanderwood mumbled defeated

-Then I’ll go with you, we’ll be like Romeo and Juliet-

-That doesn’t make it better, they both died- he said frowning

-With a happy ending. You should have let me finish Mister frown-face-  she hit him playfully in the arm, and he couldn’t help but smile softly

-Do you really think it can work out? - he asked looking at her, she nodded almost immediately.

-We will make it work- she affirmed with certainty. -We can even stay here, you can help me train and quick those guys asses-

-They’ve been trained for years MC- he chuckled

-Nah- she said shrugging with a smile -I will beat their asses and they’ll beg for forgiveness- this time he let out a laugh, a genuine heartfelt laugh at her optimism

-God, I love you so much- he said softly as he leaned on top of her to kiss her, the action left her surprised, it was the first time he admitted having such feelings for her or the first time she saw him acting up on them.

The kiss was full of passion and there was a hint of need in it, but it took no time for her to answer back enjoying the taste of smoke and mint on his lips.

-Vanderwood- she said when he had to pull back for air she stared at him into the eyes

-What? - he asked with a playful smirk joining his fingers with her

-I love you too- she said, and his grin grew wider as her kissed her again, the suitcase fell from the bed, the promise of leaving now forgotten.