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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 4 years ago

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Rose Red’s All Hallows Eve: Ticket Please?

Summary- 4.2k Curtis Everett x You. Your boyfriend got you tickets to a charity Haunted House, and the special features include immersed scenes from the movie of your choice. Once you hear that the one and only Curtis Everett from Snowpiercer is a part of the choices, you just have to go. Prepare for a night of apocalyptic fun!

Warnings- Blood/Gore, brutal killings, swears.

A/N- Written for @jtargaryen18 Haunted House 2020. This is a 3 chapter story that will be posted within a few days of one another. Be sure to read the warnings for each chapter. The page dividers were made by @firefly-graphics , I highly suggest checking out her work, its really excellent and a bit of everything to choose from. The manor described in this story, Rose Red, is a piece of work from Stephen King, and I highly suggest watching the tv mini series, if you can find it. Perfect for this time of year. Special thanks to @what-is-your-plan-today for being my Beta in this project. Happy Reading and Haunting! 😈🎃

“What do you mean Bryce that you can’t come? You promised you would! When is New York State ever going to open Rose Red to be explored like this again Bryce?�� You spoke into your cell phone while looking in the mirror, currently doing a french braid to keep your hair out of your face. Your expression reflected back at you was a mixture of fury and disbelief. You had only been talking about this charity for 6 months, and here was your boyfriend backing out after he’d promised to come with you numerous times.

“Something came up with Maya, okay? You know my sister can’t do anything without fucking it up. Besides it's just a house”

“Bryce, don’t talk about your sister that way.” You sighed exasperatedly before your voice dropped slightly conveying your disappointment “And it's not just a house, it's just the most haunted manor and grounds in New York. They had it condemned supposedly just for that reason! You really can’t come?”

“You know that shit isn't real. Sorry Baby, but why don’t you take one of your friends? How about that Karen chick?”

You gave a sigh and roll of the eyes, Bryce never bothered to get to know any of your friends, not like you did with his friends. “You mean Stacey? Her name isn’t Karen.”

“Well, she’s like a Karen.” He retorted with a condescending tone.

“Whatever Bryce, I’m hanging up now.” you snapped out, he was being an ass especially considering this entire night had actually started out as a treat to him from you.

“Hey, Hey, I was kidding. Take Stacey. You know I wouldn’t be any fun, I never liked Snowpiercer, remember?”

“That’s not the point Bryce…” you sighed again.

“Look, go have fun with Stacey, and tomorrow morning I will pick you up, we can go for a drive down the coast, just the two of us. Maybe have a long weekend in Hampton. How does that sound? I will even take you to that hotel you like. That one right on the beach with the view we stayed at last summer. We had fun there, didn’t we Sweetness.” now his tone was a hint of teasing and promise, and although you were still mad that he ditched you again, you felt a warmth bloom in your chest that he was trying to make it right.

You bit your lip remembering, it had been a fantastic vacation, and Bryce really showed you a good time without ever having to leave the room. At your silence he gave a chuckle of triumph. “That’s what I thought, I'm gonna call them right now. Have fun tonight baby.”

“Okay, but you better be here bright and early Bryce. Love-” Before you could even say the words, he hung up, and you hit the end call button, trying to get over the feeling of disappointment before you called Stacey. You could already hear what she would say, but as your best friend, she would be there. She always was. Dialing her number, you pulled out the tickets from your purse, allowing yourself a smile.

What could you say, you were a fangirl. Snowpiercer was such an intricate dark story, you had fallen in love with it the first time you watched it on Netflix. So when Bryce mentioned his grandfather was helping sponsor a haunted house charity at the town's resident creepy manor, and it was featuring several film sets. Including none other than Snowpiercer, you just had to have all the details. It even went as far as Bryce having his grandfather putting in a good word of how much of a fan you were to get you in. You scrimped and saved, Bryce as well helped you with paying for the tickets. You had really wanted to do this with him too. No, he didn’t share your love for the story, but he was your boyfriend and Halloween was your favorite holiday. It was something you two could have shared.

Oh well, next year we will do what he wants to do, you thought to yourself waiting for Stacey to pick up her phone.

A familiar voice answered, jerking you from your thoughts. “What’s up? I thought you would have already left for the charity function?” Stacey questioned.

“Slight change of plans, something came up with Maya, and Bryce can’t make it.”

“Big surprise.” the answer made you wince, cause this wasn’t the first time you called Stacey about Bryce. “You want some company? I can be ready by the time you get here?”

“Please?” you already had your purse over your shoulder and were heading out the door as she answered.

“Don’t worry girl, I got you. See you in a few.”

The line to get into the grounds was long, cars piled up as the two of you pulled to a stop. Stacey leaned forward to look out the windshield, giving a soft whistle. “Damn, they pulled out all the stops for this charity, didn’t they? Isn’t that the Rose Red Manor?”

“Yea, they were able to get it for the night from the Governor. Pretty crazy since this place has been condemned, they were supposed to demolish it back when Ellen Rimbauer’s grandson sold it to New York. You know the stories here, don’t you? Men die, Women disappear never to be seen again. The house somehow has random room built on out of nowhere. No one actually knows how many rooms Rose Red has, and the grounds are much larger then the records state.” You let your foot off the brake, easing forward.

“Shut up, that’s not true.” Stacey gave a shudder and you laughed, winking in a teasing manner. “How does a house keep getting bigger? I say bullshit.”

“It’s all just for spooks, the place is safe or else they wouldn’t let us on the grounds.”

“If I die Y/N, I’m haunting you.” Stacey jibed back, pulling up to the concession stand, and you rolled down your window.

“How many, and what set are you here to visit?” a tired voice sounded at you while you pulled the tickets out of your purse and handed them out the window.

“2, for the Snowpiercer, Curtis Everett set.”

The redhead took your tickets, her green eyes flickering to check them before she gave a slight smirk of perfectly painted ruby lips. She leaned forward, to look into the car. “Curtis Everett you say? A personal favorite of mine, the set reminds me a bit of home.” Your eyes flickered to her name tag, reading Natasha Romanoff, it sounded Russian, where it is assumed the train derailed at the end of the film. “Curtis is a bit intimidating, but don’t get scared, it's all a part of the show.” She stamped your tickets and collected bracelets, handing them back to you which you and Stacey both snapped onto your wrists. “Enjoy, and make sure you have those tickets on you. The Wilford on set will be looking to collect them. Bozhe, pomiluy tebya.” God have mercy on you.

Your brows came together in confusion at the foreign launguage and gave a nod. “Thanks?”

The woman smiled and snapped her window shut, ending the conversation. Pulling the car away to continue to park, Stacy wrinkled her nose. “What was that about?”

“You got me. I don’t even know what language that was, I’m guessing Russian?” You watch and follow the people directing you to park and are soon in your designated spot. “Whatever, you ready?” The uneasiness slipped away as you got excited, cause lets face it, Curtis Everett had been a crush for you since you saw the movie. And now you were going to see him, well the actor in the role, once again. From what you could tell this charity was an a-list kind of deal, cause after hours of scouring online, you found nothing talking about Chris Evans doing this function. Maybe Bryce was good for something, you thought as you got out of the car, and then chided yourself for being so cruel to your boyfriend. After all, if it wasn’t for him, you wouldn’t be seeing Curtis or the Snowpiercer set. While you two were walking, apparently the last ones in the queue, you pulled out your phone to send him a message.

Hey, Stacey, and I just got here. Miss you and Love you.

It wasn’t even a few minutes till your phone pinged back

Have a good time and don’t get too scared.

Smiling to yourself at the glowing screen, you stuffed your phone back in your purse and proceeded towards the front where you showed your bracelets.

“Ahh Snowpiercer, you actually go around back. Follow me.” Your host said as he led you around the side of the building, away from the last of the people disappearing inside.

“We're not going into the house?” you couldn’t help but feel disappointed at the idea, it was supposedly one of the most famous haunted houses in New York State. The well-dressed host turned, looking at you for a moment before putting on a suave smile.

“Since you are special guests, I’ll wait for you after your tour with Curtis Everett on Snowpiercer. Give you a proper tour of Rose Red. But I assure you, that you’re in for a better treat, this is a truly exclusive walk though as hardly anyone gets to explore this much of Rose Red. Did you know that Ellen Rimbauer also had a private train on the grounds? It’s not documented as extensively as the house is, but many strange occurrences have happened here as well. It’s rumored that a single match light can be seen running up and down the aisles. Workers will be glimpsed from the corner of your eye in the darkest shadows. The ones that have visited the train claim to feel extensive chills, and in the engine, ramblings and whispers of madness can be heard. Most assume it's the conductor, looking for his replacement.” Your host continued, while out of the darkness a massive ominous train loomed, vines all over it, and it almost had a skeletal appearance as windows were busted out of it, and it looked pitch black in all the openings.

“The workers used the train to bring in materials from the harbor to the construction site. And in 1903, a riot happened on the train, the crew claimed that they weren’t being compensated for the conditions, and they demanded better wages. When W. Rimbauer refused them, they put a stop to the train for good. Resulting in many deaths.” Your host led you to the front car, in which a pale man stood with a lantern and a single red rose he was twirling in his fingers, and upon seeing the trio of you, he promptly slipped the delicate flower into his robe and smoothed down his outfit. Giving a wave, he stepped down and you noticed that oddly he was wearing what looked like a luxurious robe, his bald head shining in the glow of the lamp. The more you studied him, the more you thought he looked exactly like Ed Harris in his Wilford role. You were about to ask, when he interrupted you with his own question to the host.

“Blackwood, this the Curtis couple? We were a bit worried you wouldn’t show up tonight. Which is a shame, as Curtis has been waiting for you.” He seemed to direct his answer solely at you, his pale blue eyes glinting gleefully at you, it was the only way you could describe it, but they still sent a shiver down your back. Ed Harris or not, he was a good Wilford, you thought to yourself as you tried not to let his act give you the creeps. Stacey pulled in closer to you, hooking her arm through yours and whispering.

“You sure we should go on this train? It’s pretty fucking creepy back here. And where is everyone else?”

Blackwood cleared his throat with a smile. “Now ladies, the Curtis scene was very exclusive. In fact, only you two were able to get tickets. Seeing how it’s away from the main house. But I’m going to leave you in the capable hands of Wilford here as I must return for the next group. I will be back soon to give you a house tour afterward. You ladies enjoy the fully immersed experience.”

Your host left you with Wilford, who lifted his lamp to show a path that led down the side of the train. “It’s just a way down here, Curtis will meet you inside, and take you on the tour of Snowpiercer. Now, remember, he will not be breaking character as is per his instructions. We want this to be as authentic as possible.”

You and Stacey follow along behind his seemingly smooth stride, both of you tripping up a bit although Wilford seemed to have no issues with the uneven ground. Both of you were panting a bit when he came to a stop, and held a hand up to a ladder, leading into the darkest opening you’ve ever seen.

“There are no lights inside?” You drawled out and Stacey braced her hand against the train to catch her breath.

“How the hell are we supposed to see? And climb in with heels? No one told us that this was going to be an expedition just to see a movie set.” the woman snapped out, and Wilford turned that gaze from you to Stacey, giving a cold smile.

“It will all come on once you're inside, everything is in its preordained place in Snowpiercer and we are allowing you to really see it all come to life. But before you two go on, can I have your tickets please? No one goes onto the snowpiercer without one.” His grin turned eerie in the shadows on the lantern he had brought with him, and you were quick to look away from it,

Fuck he is weird. You shudder, while searching your bag and handing over both tickets. He immediately put them in his robe and held the lantern up so you could see a bit better to get inside. Grasping the ladder, you start to climb in, Stacey following right behind, holding onto the back of your shirt. One you stumbled in, and Stacey did too, you both turned to look back out, expecting Wilford to follow you in, but the door slammed shut, and a shudder went through the train, hard enough so you both yelped, falling into each other.

“Y/N! What the fuck is this? We have to get out of here.” You could feel Stacey digging into your arms in a panic, and you stumbled back to where the door was, your hands slamming against freezing cold metal, your palms pounding on the vibrating metal.

“Why is it vibrating? WHY IS THE TRAIN MOVING?” You started to yell, and Stacey moved up next to you, also slamming her palms against the metal walls. Blinding light made you both yelp and cover your eyes, stumbling to land in a heap when you pulled your arm away from your face, blinking to get your pupils to focus. It was an empty train cart, windows that appeared to be filled with bright natural light lined the walls, and at each end, metal doors that have yet to be opened. Stacey takes the first tentative moves to stand up, pulling herself to look out a window and her eyes widened in disbelief.

“What is it?” You ask as you start to push yourself up to a stand, and she shakes her head as if to shake whatever she was seeing away, muttering over and over.

“What the fuck?”

You make your way over, and all you can see is snow. Snow and ice, speeding past like this train were actually able to run on a track. Buildings encased in snow, making way to nothing but white, everywhere. Even the windows had frost encasing around the edges, your breaths fogging the glass.

“How? What?” you question, beyond confused and rubbing at your face to look again. How the hell could this be? You go to reach in your bag for your phone, and look down to see it is gone. And not just your phone, your bag. Scanning the train, there was no sign of it. Panic settled in a little more now that you didn't have a way to call for help should you need it.

Stacey pressed her fingers to the glass, her tone a bit shrill as if she was trying to convince herself it was make believe. “Gotta be like we're watching a screen right? Just supposed to look like the trains moving.” Although the train gave another shudder, swaying back and forth.

You never got an answer, as one end the doors swung open and people wearing all black spilled into the train, all carrying axes, faces masked so you couldn’t see anything discernible about them. Except for flashing teeth among happy grins. Each one hefting their ax like it was a toy. Your confused addled brain screamed at you to pay attention. Danger. But you were in too much of a shock to really focus.

Another whoosh and you spin around to see who was coming out the other side, Stacey whimpering in fear next to you, still staring at the first group. But your eyes raked over these men, dirty and worn looking. The one in front had a wide stance, his feet braced against the rocking of the train like he was familiar with it. A black trench coat swept around him, ragged sweaters piled over a broad chest and your gaze fell onto a familiar hard face, scanning his opponent, drawing himself into a more fighting stance. Curtis Everett.

“Oh shit” it dawns on you what scene this was and you draw Stacey closer to you, and back against a wall.

“What? Oh god, I don’t understand what is happening.” Stacey said in a panicked voice, and you shook her a bit.

“I don’t know either, but stay out of everyone’s way, okay? Those axes are not fakes!” The weapons they held were clearly not props, the heavy blade handles slapped in palms, and gleamed in the winter sun streaming through the windows. A touch would easily slice into anything. And these two groups look ready to hack into each other.

“Shouldn’t they help us get out?” Stacey’s eyes rolled wildly, and you gulped, seeing the large trout get passed up, and just as you guessed, the ax easily sliced into the fish’s flesh, drizzling blood down to see along the edge, dripping down the handle and to the floor.

“I don't think so Stace…” You whipped back to look at the opposing group, feeling Curtis’s gaze seeking yours with a glimmer of hatred and confusion behind them. For half a second, then it was back on their enemies. You could see it, the taunting lunges each group made, and just when they both broke for each other, you screamed and yanked Stacey down onto the ground as they all collided. Attempting to avoid stomping feet and falling blades, you two tried to stick to the wall, screaming and covering your heads, blood splattering everywhere above you in hot sticky sprays that rained down on your two.

Stacey wouldn’t stop screaming, her voice piercing above the noise of the fighting, bodies started to litter the floor, and you tried to make your way towards one of the exits, your hands and knees slipping in warm fluid. Over bodies you dragged yourself when Stacey’s screaming changed to one of pain and panic. Looking over your shoulder, she was getting dragged away by her ankles, her fingers trying to find a hold in the floor, nails raking through the blood to create long rakes through all the red.

“Y/N! Y/N! Help!” she continued to scream, and you twisted to go back for her when she was whipped to her back and her arms came up in defense, trying to cover her face or neck.

“No!”

Whump! This is when you lost all your control and started to scramble back for her. There was so much screaming and you never realized it was coming from you.

Whump! The ax planted in Stacey’s chest and she jerked upwards, trying to push the blade away, and the militants foot planted on her stomach, yanking her loose. You would still see her moving, still alive. You were closer.

Whump! this one landed on her skull, blonde hair turning stringy red and his boot planted on her face this time, crushing in her forehead and nose as he yanked it out, once more red spray flew through the air.

Several whacks fell on her, over and over, spraying you with each yank the axe gave off Stacey's body, the militant man grinning as her blood sprayed all over him, you, any nearby person.

You were in shock, your hands to your mouth, as you saw Stacy's body collapse into broken pieces, blood spurting out of her mouth and she went limp right in front of you. His gaze fell to you and his wide bloody grin looked like he just won the prize, his axe lifting when he was suddenly thrown back and slaughtered himself. You didn't pay attention to who took him out, only catching sight of a whipping coat snapping in the person's actions, you turned towards your best friend's body, convinced she might still be alive. This was all just for fun, pretend after all, right? Snowpiercer and the Revolution did not exist.

“Sss-Stacey?” you crawled over to her, your hands cupping her broken face and leaning over her still warm form, doing your best to hold what remained of her face together, as if you could just piece it back together like a puzzle. You kept shaking her, although she had several gaping holes in her body.

“Come on Stacey, we got to move.” you sobbed over her, unaware once more of what was going on.

You didn’t notice the fighting stop or the survivors rush to look out the windows in a panic, but you did feel a hand yank the back of your shirt to slam you into the wall and keep you pinned in place. Even as you struggled to get back to Stacey’s body, lying lifeless. You didn’t notice any of these things till a growl snarled in your ear. “Girl, stop it! What’s wrong with you?” A vicious shake thudded your head against the wall, and the crack against the back of your skull made your eyes roll back in pain. The world tipped upside down, Curtis’s scowling cut face tipped around, and you went under, the blackness welcomed from the hell you just experienced.

“Hey Curtis, she’s awake.” was the first thing you heard, your head pounding and when you started to pry your lids open, figures were blurry, moving around, flashes of light blinding you till they were blocked back out by bodies. You gave a moan and lifted your hand to your face when the larger one slapped it away, and the cold slick hand grasped your throat, dragging you forward. “Focus Bitch, we don’t have all day.” Your eyes snapped obediently to Curtis, fearful and wide-eyed as you took him in.

In the movie, he was large, towering over others. Here, as he was staring you down, face contorted to semi-controlled rage, and leaning over you so you could feel his hot breath wash over his face, how the blood dried to crack along his cheek, and eyes that you swore were debating snapping your neck.

“I don’t understand what is going-”

“Shut the fuck up, you’re not asking questions here. Wilford sent you?”

“Wilford? Yes, yes.” You stutter, his fingers squeeze further and you can feel the hot tears streaming down your face, landing on his filthy hands. “He put Stacey and I in here, m-m-my friend. She was…” Your eyes rolled to where her body was twisted strangely, smeared in gore from where she slid around, or someone tripped over her. All you knew is her eyes started up at nothing now. Her wounds were gaping and bled out.

Curtis gave you a shake, his snarl brought you back to him. “She was what? What did Wilford send you two back here for?”

“We were here for a charity! I was supposed to meet Chris Evans, You as Curtis Everett.” your voice started to rise in a panic, your hands grasping his wrist at your neck. “That’s it, why is the train moving? Why are you all using real axes, fuck I just want to get off.” You sobbed, the survivors looked at you with disgust, shaking their heads.

“Once you’re on the Snowpiercer, there is no getting off.” Curtis leaned back a bit, looking you up and down as if inspecting you curiously. “You’re such a fragile little thing. Just like a baby bird, all brittle bones and helpless.”

“No getting off? What are you even talking about?” your tears started to sting your eyes, the panic settling deep in your chest like your heart was about to explode.

Curtis ignored your question, his free hand tugging at your thin sweater and shaking his head. “Fucker didn’t even send you back here properly dressed.”

You tried to struggle and Curtis slammed you back hard enough to make you stop.

“She’s fucking whacked out of her gourd. Gotta be a kronole head someone spouting that shit.” A young man said behind Curtis, and he got in your face, tapping your cheek smartly. “Girl snap out of it, that shite fucking rotted your brain.”

“No Edgar, this is different, she's lying. Good at it, but lying.” Curtis made to stand, dragging you up with him. You stumble in his hold, falling against his body before he dragged you along, hissing in your ear.

“I don’t know what Wilford was thinking Little Bird, sending you back to me with this innocent act of yours. But don’t worry I will make you sing.”

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calypsoff · 3 years ago

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Sixty Eight.

Robyn has no shame; Robyn can be loud with sex and I know she can be, but she has been terrible. She has been loud with no shame, knowing her mother is in this home “you’re banned from sex” I said as I fixed my dick in my boxers “me? Why am I banned from sex, you should be happy you are having any of it” pulling a face at her “your mother is literally down the hall and you’re wailing out, that is bad. You can wait till your mother is gone home” pulling my sweatpants up “oh whatever, I wasn’t even that bad. You are just being dramatic, she probably didn’t even hear us” staring at Robyn just laid out in bed “we have been having sex since she has been here, I feel she knows. Your family is here, and you don’t care, I do though” Robyn shrugged “I don’t though, they are chose to stay here. Anyways, shouldn’t you be preparing for your event, I don’t know why anyone works with you. You literally haven’t done anything” she has a point “well that is not my fault I have people that like me, I don’t have to do anything. I am not sure about you though” walking around the bed “erm, where are you going?” she asked, “it’s like very early, we just went to sleep?” Pulling my top over my head “to get breakfast for the family, they are here, and we have to impress no matter what. Also, I just need to see TJ” leaning down and pressing a kiss to Robyn’ lips “right, ok” she frowned “I am not joking, I know you said I haven’t done much for this event and it’s true, so I need to see TJ as he has been here and helping. He is trying to show he means business and that he means what he says when he says that he wants to work for me, have some rest” pecking Robyn’ lips again “mhmm ok” she is too tired anyways to care, pressing a kiss to her bump over the sheets before going.

I pointed at TJ confused “hold up” then pointed at the stroller “yeah, he has been helping Uncle Chris with his event, he has been in California with me since. It was my time to have him, I spoke to Seiko and she said take him, even though I said I would be here for a while. She didn’t care” I am shocked “oh wow, hey there you little Chinese white man” TJ hit my arm “nigga” dapping him and then hugging him “it’s good seeing you, I just wasn’t expecting the boy here, I won’t get rid of you. You know that right? I know you’re like trying to prove a point and whatever” TJ waved me off “hey there fat man, you looking fly as hell today don’t you. Man he is extra chunky, I want to bite him” he is so cute “he fat as hell this baby, his diaper stank as hell too” makes me laugh because TJ is skinny as hell and Seiko isn’t fat, so this baby is just extra big for no reason “I am glad you can come out, I don’t even know what is happening. Like y’all set this event up and I haven’t even took interest which of course I do but still” TJ and I started to walk off, we aren’t going anywhere in particular, just a quick catch up “bro, your friendship with Tyga and Drake has boosted the hype for this because Cena reached out to them both and they promoted the event today, it’s a open shop with all your shit there, we will be an Instagram live just counting down to the relaunch and then people can come in and buy your shit too and just have a good time, I think Tyga is coming he said he can but yeah, should be easy work. You got fans?” pulling a face “how?” I am confused “they love you, look with your eyes bro, you have” I don’t really paid attention like that.

TJ son is adorable, he just fat as hell and I like that. Adding a caption to the IG post of his son ‘Fat man came to see uncle in AM’ pressing send on the post “he can be my daughter’ bodyguard, I like the muscles. He can sit on them” TJ hit my arm “wait, what? Rih having a girl” nodding my head “yeah, I am having a daughter, but I would have liked a son. So they can protect their sister you know, I like that. With Tootie I couldn’t do that because I was young, so I would have liked it but it’s ok. I guess I am just going to do that. Imagine if she is her momma’ twin?” TJ’ eyes widened “bro, you got problems, but Camron would be there for her cousin, you know that. They about to be best cousins, but don’t call him fat. He gets a little sensitive like that” I laughed out “oh wait, do not say anything about it. Nobody knows about Robyn having a girl” I keep forgetting that “I won’t, promise. I am happy for you but it’s going to be stressful. Women be hard as hell and then imagine a teenage daughter, bringing some little nigga home that is from the hood” rolling my eyes “don’t, I am getting the shudders. If she is anything like Robyn she is going to have me around her little finger, I am not ready for that TJ” shaking my head “all good though, tomorrow is your big twenty six!” he placed his arm around me “man, I am excited. Big things for the both of us, you know I got you” I have a busy few days “yeah, what you doing for your birthday? You never said” I shrugged “bro, I am kind of in the doghouse about a lot, her family is at my home so I can’t do shit but smile” TJ busted out laughing.

Monica has been making breakfast every morning for us so I thought I would bring in some breakfast for the family, I kind of regretted it because it cost me a lot, it was cheaper buying the groceries and making Robyn cook it “thank you so much Chris” Monica thanked me “it’s ok, I wanted you to relax for today. You have been doing a lot, Robyn on the other hand” Robyn nudged me “what are you doing for your birthday? I remembered, I didn’t actually. Someone, well a fanpage put up that it’s your birthday so yeah, what is you doing about it? You have been so quiet” putting my fork down smiling “erm, well I can’t be doing anything really because you know yeah. So home really” chewing on my bottom lip “erm, why what the hell you want to do huh?” Robyn questioned “nothing dear, I just want to sit here with you” Noella snorted laughing “the sarcasm is funny, Robyn he is telling you that you are keeping him hostage. Blink twice if you need help” she joked, I blinked twice and busted out laughing “the only thing he is getting from me is a birthday card” looking over at Robyn, she is going to torture me “yay, happy birthday to me” I mumbled “I am your gift am I not?” licking my top lip “mhmm yeah, I ain’t say that. I am just saying” Robyn is going to go above and beyond to make sure I don’t have fun “have you not had enough fun?” nodding my head “I have, I am thinking of going VA actually” I added “no you’re not” I looked down at my plate “ok” I mumbled, she isn’t going to let me do anything.

Noella keeps laughing at me and I don’t blame her because it’s laughable “boring birthday for Breezy awwww” I gasped “you are getting me in trouble here, anyways. So who is coming to my little event, Robyn has clearly uninvited herself” Robyn scoffed “so you are uninviting your baby?” I knew she would say that, sitting back in the chair “nah it can come, I just need to take it out of your womb” I grinned “I planted the seed there so yeah” Robyn and I are just annoying each other “you two are terrible but I am coming, Monica is babysitting Majesty so yay” I smiled wide “I am glad I have someone there that is so supportive” crossing my arms across my chest “you both argue a lot actually, last night Robbie you kept shouting ass a lot. Interrupted my sleep” I snorted laughing “ah god, I swear it’s your daughter. She has been very violent towards me and then she is shouting at me late at night too” I sniggered “nigga please, I swear he is a liar. That is all I am telling you all, I am going to get ready anyways. I am going to my ex-husband event” watching Robyn get up from the seat “her ass is big, damn” I slapped it “you are totally getting divorce papers on your birthday, just thought I would warn you” she is annoying me, so I am doing it back.

I am a little sad that I can’t do anything for my birthday, I just think it sucks for me because I am in California finally. I can just invite some of the friends over, have fun but now I can’t. I will be here in the home, but I deserve it I guess so it is what it is “y’all ready” locking phone looking up seeing my wife has cut my sweatshirt “really?” you can see the bump too, she is showing skin “who knew about these comfy maternity jeans, my god!” she seems pleased with herself but both Noella and Robyn have both been playing around with my stuff “you know what, you both look beautiful. Ready though?” I asked, Robyn nodded her head “let’s go, mommy! We are going now” Robyn shouted, “let’s see this place then, you told Rich?” Robyn asked and I shook my head “why do we need Rich?” I questioned, we don’t need him for this “uh right, you will regret that by the way” pulling open the door “you look nice by the way, I like the stubble on you” Robyn loves me really “thank you” I grinned walking to the SUV, I love annoying her and she loves annoying me.

I regret not having no bodyguard, I didn’t think it would be like this. This is crazy, a whole queue to get in “this is on you Chris, now get us out of the car” I sighed out, opening the SUV door and got out “oh my god, Chris!” these girls started shouting, it’s me why they shouting at me “what?” I said half laughing “can we take a picture” chewing on my bottom lip, seeing security at the door and my smile grew. A whole store, this is amazing “oh my god” like I feel emotional “bro! aye!” TJ waved at me, I waved him over “get the guy to come over, I need to someone to walk with Robyn” TJ put his thumb up, looking back in the car “you hear that, my man got fans now” shaking my head smiling “come, be careful” she is pregnant so I want her to be ok, helping Robyn out of the car “poppa, thank you” opening the car door wider and the shriek of screams pierced my ears, they moved from the queue to me “listen, move back ok. Just move back” the security guy finally came over “move out! Now” TJ is also making them move back “back to the queue now” I swear someone’ phone near knocked my hat off too “you good?” Robyn nodded her head “I am used to it” holding her hand as made our way “baby this is amazing, I thought it was a party? A whole store?” I smiled ever so wide “I feel emotional, amazing right?” Robyn cooed out “I love it, oh my god” she is proud of me, that is what I want, to make Robyn proud of me “wow, this is amazing. You see this, this is my man’ brand right here” she said to the camera guy that is here.

I am in shock; I can’t believe this “a store?” I questioned; Cena dapped me “I told you that there is a surprise behind this. I believe in the brand and I thought we open store and have Black Pyramid and also incorporate Pink Dolphin with it, and honestly to see the crowd. It’s worked out for us” nodding my head smiling so wide “this is my wife” I pointed “hi, yes. Pleasure to meet the queen herself” I know they have been dying to meet Robyn for a while in person “nice to meet you” Robyn shook his hand “and this is Neima, she is his business partner” Deja’ eyes lit up, I saw her and peeped her reaction “nah, I got to compose myself. Like this is, oh my god” she is so dramatic “Deja, you’re embarrassing yourself, honestly” she turned away “I can’t, I can’t do it Chris. Oh my god” she is so funny, moving back “this is Deja, the pain in the butt” she turned around “you’re literally my childhood” she is actually crying, I can’t believe my eyes “I love you so much Rihanna oh my god” Robyn laughed “I been telling him these people only want to work for you for me, come here girl” Robyn hugged, Deja yelped out “oh my gosh, you smell like heaven. Help!” I snorted laughing “Black Pyramid! Nigga, wow!” turning “you made it out here” hugging Mel “you know I got you, bit late I think but I arrived” hugging her close “we just come out here anyways, I am just amazed by it all myself” this is crazy amazing.

I don’t do interviews and I hate it but here I am “this is Instagram live” I pointed, turning my snapback around licking my top lip “yes, and these are the questions here. Like there is so many” squinting my eyes, there is actually too much “ok, let me ask the questions. I will read them out, you step back” Deja pushed me back as she crouched down “I can’t see shit, like they words on there. You know before anything, thank you all for rocking with me on this live” I thought I would say that “sexiest country nigga I have seen” I snorted laughing “that ain’t a question, but thank you baby” Deja is stupid “I am just growing your head, ok so when are you going back to drawing? I miss that” that is a good question “erm, soon. I have been busy, real busy with a lot going on. When I get back to my right headspace I will be going back to that” clasping my hands together “when are you going to make some slides?” Deja looked at me “soon but there is slides you can buy, them Fenty slides. Fellas if you want to be on your good side with your girl, get them. Take it from me, spoil her” I am still in the doghouse “is Rihanna your buggest muse” nodding my head “for life, she is everyone muse. You can learn a lot from Rihanna, she ain’t just a singer and I think people will realise that too” I knew Rihanna questions would come up “someone put, I have to say it. How do you get on Rihanna good side? She has the world?” Deja has to ask “erm, wow. How do I keep this PG” I busted out laughing “erm, I can’t” I laughed “I am joking but there is things that I can get and give Robyn, she loves gifts that are thoughtful” I can’t just say what I want to say on this.

Tyga really came out, this is dope of him “my nigga” dapping him “it’s been a while, declining my parties now” I laughed out knowing damn well I won’t be going to any “too much trouble” shaking my head “appreciate you coming for me, you didn’t need too at all” Deja came up to me “come and take some pictures” looking up at where she is posting, oh them girls that were outside “me, why me? Since when did I have anyone like me, I will be back bro” hitting his arm before walking off “serious?” I questioned “deadass, they been asking about you. They like you” chewing on my bottom lip, this is wild “what’s good” I have no idea what to do with his “I ain’t ignore you outside, I had to make sure my wife was good first. You know, so which one wants a picture” she giggled “what is your name baby?” I asked “Neka, you are so damn fine. Like in person, wow. And you tall” laughing it off “y’all want a group picture or single?” I think it’s single “selfie please” nodding my head “sure baby, we can do that” placing my arm around her shoulder “my snapback is crooked as shit” fixing it on my head “aight go on” I smiled at the phone “can I ask you a question, like please” moving back “sure?” I questioned “please follow me on Instagram” letting out an oh “I can do that, leave it with Deja. I will do it, come here” waving over the next girl, these are some teenage girls. I swear if they were grown ladies then I wouldn’t be this nice or be even hugging them “I ain’t your assistant, this nigga” she might as well be.

Making my way to Robyn, she been quiet “Breezy, quick picture” this female said, oh she fine “uh yeah” placing my arms behind me as I leaned in “who knew you had that many freckles” I smiled as she took the picture “well now you know, thank you” seeing Robyn with Camron “aye, you holding fatty. Watch him, he is breaking backs” Robyn rolled her eyes “who knew you had so many freckles” she mimicked the girl “now” I said laughing “that was petty, I am being good” she is actually being petty “mhmm, but how chubby has he gone. I said to TJ I want him, I am sorry, but he is so handsome. Look at him, he likes me” rolling my eyes “poor guy” touching his cheek “so what can I have for free nigga?” Noella asked, she really don’t care “for you, anything. I don’t mind” dapping Rorrey as he came up to me “where you been hiding?” I swear he is late “I was around” chewing on my bottom lip and then saluting the cameraman that came around again “I just want to say thank you to the Black Pyramid team, this wasn’t anything without them. And thank you for everyone coming out, this is going to be worldwide. Thank you to my wife” placing my hand on her shoulders “she out here supporting me, my godson and the whole gang. If it weren’t for y’all I wouldn’t be where I am, I am a little tipsy, a little. Thank you, god bless” pressing a kiss to Robyn’ cheek, I better appreciate this cause my birthday about to be boring.

Robyn is awake a little later then usual “grumpy as hell aren’t you?” Robyn is being an ass because she can be, I fucked up so it’s my bad and I deserve it “not really, I am going to bed though” Robyn looked at the clock “you hear that ladies, he is going to bed at this time. Aren’t you staying awake for your birthday?” I got up from the couch “it’s just another day, and you’re being very annoying” it is annoying me “awww ok grumpy” I have to kiss her because if I don’t then she will have a face on with me “aww Chris don’t go” Noella said “nah, y’all have fun” pressing a kiss to her lips “goodnight y’all, thank you for coming out tonight for me anyways” I said saluting them “you really going to sleep?” Rorrey asked, nodding my head “I will sleep, trust me” walking out of the living room “you’re actually evil, how you going to do him like that on his birthday. Miserable” overhearing Rorrey say “he had his fun, so what. That ain’t my problem, he will get his cake and card, next time he will really learn” rolling my eyes dragging my feet up the stairs.

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you. [tom holland] - five.

PAIRING: tom holland x female!celebrity!reader

SUMMARY: ah, to be young and in love. it sounds great if only you and tom were actually dating out of pure love and not for the sheer reputation of your careers. it also should be great if you two actually got along, but life isn’t that easy.

WARNINGS: mostly swearing! sexual innuendos are present kids! a bit of fluff, a bit of angst. it’s haters to lovers / fake dating au so take that information as you wish! this is definitely a filler chapter tho.

WORD COUNT: 3761 words

SONG INSPO: hard times - paramore

A/N: hiya babes! sorry if i skipped a two weeks-worth of an update, got caught up from uni & my part-time job. been writing for uni a lot, and ngl yall kinda wanna cry! anyways, the amount of love i’ve received for this series is wild you guys!!! thank you so much for the kind words! i know i suck at replying but please know that i really appreciate it you guys and y’all make me feel soft and so loved 🥺 sorry again for the late update, hope this makes up for it!! enjoy part five & happy reading x 🥰💛

UPDATES EVERY SATURDAY 11 PM CST

gif credits: @thwip

You woke up by the sun beaming on your face. Already dreading the day, you pulled the covers over your head and buried yourself in the pile of pillows that were taking up most of the space on your bed. God, you were exhausted from yesterday.

See, yesterday- yesterday was a blur. Everything happened so fast. You and Tom were trending on Twitter for god-knows how many hours. Headlines about you two dating were plastered everywhere.

It made you roll your eyes. Do people care that much? And they do. People cared a lot about you two. People said that you two look great together, while a handful said you were in it for the clout. Technically, we both are.

So, now that you got the people’s attention, what’s next?

Well, for starters, they started tracking yours and Tom’s relationship from where and how it started. They wouldn’t find anything because you two aren’t really dating in the first place.

However, they did compilations of possible hints that you two were dating-or maybe was just getting to know each other. Luckily for you two, you followed each other on Instagram for quite a while now so you got that foundation to build up.

You liked some of his photos before, as did he. You actually found Tom quite adorable back then. The first time you saw him was when you saw Captain America: Civil War with your friends. You and your friends bonded over watching Marvel movies and once you saw Tom Holland as Peter Parker on screen, it was safe to say that you weren’t just crushing on Sebastian Stan anymore.

However, you did convince yourself that nothing trumps over your crush on Sebastian Stan. You also convinced yourself that you were crushing on Peter Parker-not Tom Holland. Peter Parker was sweet and kind, Tom Holland was not.

You pushed off the covers and finally pulled yourself out of bed. After doing your morning routine, you threw yourself into the couch with a coffee in hand while a toast on the other.

Today was your last day off before you went back to taping so you were expecting a pretty dull day today- that is until your phone kept on buzzing.

You looked at the caller ID before letting out a huge groan, “Zoë, Please for the love of God, it’s my day off.”

“Good morning to you too, Y/N.” Your manager said on the other line. “And I know it’s your day off, I just wanted to check up on you.”

You furrowed your brows. “That sounds oddly suspicious, what are you planning to do, Zoë?”

“Would you relax, Y/N? I was just asking if you have anything to do for your day off.” She replied.

“I’ll probably do a bit of grocery shopping later, but other than that I might bury myself in blankets and watch movies in the living room.” You answered and took a bite of your toast, frowning as you tried to swallow your sad and bland breakfast.

“Okay, that’s good to know-Oh, and I also wanted to tell you that your taping tomorrow has been moved for the next two days. Apparently, Alissa won’t be back till tomorrow.”

“Oh, thank god,” You sighed, relieved to hear that you have another day off. “Thanks for the heads up, Zo. I’ll see ‘ya soon.” You hung up the phone and finished the piece of toast.

You watched a few episodes of Brooklyn Nine-Nine before you gathered up the will to get yourself ready. After taking a well-deserved warm bath and doing your extensive skincare routine -watching videos about Koreans sharing their skincare routine on Youtube really got the best of you and your bank account- You put on a plain white shirt and paired it with your favourite pair of mom jeans.

As you grabbed your keys and your wallet, ready to bust out the door, you heard your phone ring.

“Are you home?”

“Yes, I am, Ronnie. Why are you asking?” You asked her.

“Cool. Can you open the door please?” She asked on the other line.

Confused, you opened your front door and sure enough, Veronica was standing in front of your apartment wearing her university sweatshirt and denim jeans.

“Oh thank god you’re ready, I had the most awful day at school. I just received my paper for my 400-level political science class and let’s just say that the mark I got, I haven’t done it in bed for a while now.” Veronica ranted off, taking her shoes off before placing her books on the coffee table.

It took you a solid minute before you just realized what she just said. “Ronnie, I don’t want to know about your sex life-” You said before you fixed your hair. “Or lack thereof.”

“I could really use some good fucking, ‘yannoe?”

“Jesus Christ, Ronnie-” You sighed as you handed her shoes back to her. “C’mon, I have to do some serious grocery shopping.”

“Okay, but I’m driving,” Ronnie said as she grabbed her car keys. “You’re a horrible driver.”

“Works for me,” You shrugged and locked the front door.

The travel to the grocery store was typical: you two belting One Direction songs the whole time. You and Veronica were strolling the yogurt aisle when she asked about your whole love life situation.

“Oi, I thought you and Tom weren’t dating?” She asked as she put an assorted pack of yogurt down the cart.

“I’m never going to eat that,” You pointed at the yogurt. “And we aren’t.”

“I will eat it whenever I stop by unannounced at your place,” Veronica argued. “Then what’s with that photo that I’ve seen with you two holding hands yesterday?”

You looked around, checking if there was anybody within-distance that could hear whatever you were about to say. “We’re not actually dating.” You murmured.

“Come again?” Veronica asked, completely lost.

“We’re just doing it for publicity.” You whispered loud enough for Ronnie to hear.

“I’m sorry, but how exactly did it escalate to that?” She asked, totally confused.

“Remember that stunt I pulled at the club the other day?”

“Yeah, you were all over the news.”

“That was the reason as to why it had to escalate to me and him dating.” You answered as you pushed the cart again.

“Yeah, no, I need a cup of coffee before we do this, I’m all caffeine-out,” Veronica said before she bid of herself off and went towards the Starbucks that was found near the entrance of the store.

You rolled your eyes playfully at your friend and carried on completing the least stressful adult task for you.

It was actually quite serene. You managed to finish your shopping without people noticing you-well, that’s a stretch. People did notice you. Most of them gave you an acknowledging nod followed by a small smile, some of them asked for a photo, and only a few just stared at you-which you didn’t mind.

You were paying for your things when Veronica appeared right beside you with a cup of coffee in hand. “What? Did the line at Starbucks reach the parking lot? What took you so long?”

“No, but a cute guy bought me a drink.” She beamed, taking a sip of her coffee.

You chuckled. “Good for you, Ronnie.”

“Y/N, girl, I swear- he has the most gorgeous eyes.” Ronnie carried on, the smile was stuck on her face. “Oh, he was so sweet.” She sighed happily.

You were happy for your friend since it’s not every day she meets someone that she’s completely enamoured with. However, she can express her liking for this guy while helping you load the grocery back in the cart. “Ronnie, that sounds great and all, but can you help me with the groceries so we can leave now?” You practically begged.

Veronica nodded and helped you load the groceries back in the cart, immediately speeding up the process. Taking too much time fixing your groceries at the till always gave you anxiety, especially when there’s a long queue behind you.

“Oh my god, Y/N,” Veronica gasped as you two were walking towards the parking lot.

“What? What happened? Are you okay?” You asked, completely baffled.

“I forgot to tell you that he has this amazing accent,” She sighed, making you roll your eyes.

“Ronnie, I swear to god I will fucking kill you.” You grumbled as Veronica opened the trunk of her car and started handing you the groceries for you to put in.

“I forgot to get his name though,” She mumbled. “which is a bummer because he was honestly a godsend.”

All you could do was roll your eyes as you were lost for words.

“Oh, quit rolling your eyes at me. Just because you have a boyfriend, doesn’t mean I don’t deserve to have one.” Ronnie pointed out.

“As if I actually have a boyfriend,” You countered, finishing up with the groceries.

“Whatever,” Veronica mumbled and shut off the trunk of her car. “I’ll just put this cart back and-”

“Hey, Veronica, was it?”

You and Veronica both turned your heads towards the person who just called Veronica’s name. As soon as she saw who the voice belonged to, it gave her extreme delight.

“Yes,” She beamed at the brunette with insanely blue eyes. “We talked earlier but I didn’t get your name.”

“Sorry ‘bout that. I had to take a phone call and when I got back, you weren’t there.” The guy explained. You took a good look at him. He seemed familiar but you couldn’t exactly put your finger on it.

“No, you’re okay! I had to go back to my friend here-which reminds me,” Veronica pulled you closer “This is my best friend, Y/N, Y/N, this is-”

“Harrison,” The guy smiled at you and extended his hand for you to shake. You politely shook his hand and after what seemed like an eternity, his eyes widened. “Wait, You’re Y/N L/N, right? From the Alchemist?”

You gave him a small nod, still trying to figure out who he is. “You’re also Tom’s girlfriend, I presume?” He asked a bit shyly.

“Great. I can’t believe I have to live with that label attached to my name now.” You thought to yourself.

You weren’t exactly sure if and how you were going to answer his question. Where are you with this stunt anyway? Are you and Tom supposed to be vocal about your relationship or were you two just blatant and left the people to figure out for themselves?

Harrison seemed to take notice of your hesitation in regard to the question. “It’s okay,” He says softly. “I know.”

“Pardon me?”

“I know the real deal about you and Tom.” He whispered.

There was a look of panic in Veronica’s eyes. “Yeah, that they’re totally in love.” She said defensively. You, however, seemed unbothered. You were also curious. You’ve seen Harrison before but you couldn’t point out where you’ve seen him.

“Harrison, you’re Tom’s best friend, yeah?” You asked him, starting to get a picture of how familiar he is.

Harrison nodded. “I wasn’t really expecting for our first meeting to be like this.” He chuckled.

“Eh, it’s alright,” You shrugged. “Much better for us to meet this way and in our own circumstance, considering your friend makes everything ten times more unbearable.”

Harrison let out a small laugh, “Tom’s not that bad once you get to know him.”

“Oh trust me, I know him plenty and so far, I’m not liking it.” You argued quite defensively. “Well, I’ll leave you two to chat for a bit as I put this cart back in its place.” You said as you gave Veronica a short look, in which she beamed at you in return.

You purposely took your time with returning the pushcart back in its rightful area. You fumbled with your phone for a bit, checking your Twitter only to find out that you’re still trending and people still have no idea what to feel about you and Tom’s relationship.

“Why did I pour my drink all over him again?” You asked yourself in frustration.

As you walked back towards Ronnie’s car, you saw your best friend and Harrison talk animatedly around each other with their smiles never leaving their faces.

The tad bitter side of you wondered if their mouths hurt from all that smiling, it also made you wonder if it’s even okay for a normal person to smile that much. However, the better part of you was glad that your best friend was happy. Veronica needed to be happy.

Soon after, they bid their goodbyes, not before exchanging phone numbers. Harrison gave you a friendly wave-goodbye before he walked towards his car.

As soon as you sat on the passenger seat of Ronnie’s car, you were already greeted by a huge smile on her face.

“Okay, don’t get mad-” Ronnie began.

You groaned. Knowing your best friend, you knew that she did something that will get you mad. “Ronnie, what did you do?”

“Okay, so I know that tonight was supposed to be our movie night but I just couldn’t help it! You know me through thick and thin, Y/N! You know how I do things impulsively around guys that I’m interested in. I’m like a mindless machine around them! I don’t even know why I’m talking this much when I usually have everything under control but Harrison-”

“Ronnie sweetie, breathe,” You said with your hands placed on top of her shoulders. “You are babbling and I need you to get straight to the point.”

Veronica took a deep breath before she said the words that almost made you want to smack the living daylights out of your friend. “I invited Harrison for dinner and I told him he can bring Tom too.”

“Could you stop?” Veronica threw the kitchen towel at you as you continued to glare at her. “You’re being childish, hon.”

“I am not being childish! You’re being childish.” You argued, crossing your arms.

Veronica just stared at you, her face seemingly screams that she’s absolutely done with you.

“Okay, so maybe I am being childish,” You admitted. “But you threw the towel at me so I’m not the only one here with an attitude.”

Veronica rolled her eyes as she finished setting up the table. You two were supposed to have pasta over dinner and have a Harry Potter movie marathon while eating junk food. Well, you two were still going to do it, except this time you’re joined by Harrison and Tom.

“This is the worst thing you’ve ever done to me,” You said dramatically.

“Y/N, hon, you’re exaggerating. I’m pretty sure this evening’s not going to be bad.” Ronnie commented.

Veronica left the kitchen and proceeded to the living room to check her makeup in the mirror that was propped over the wall. You followed her into the living room and threw yourself on the couch.

“Ronnie, why did you even invite them? Don’t you have classes tomorrow? Also, aren’t you supposed to be writing your paper for your social class?” You asked as you watched Ronnie retouch her makeup.

You were trying your best to cancel this dinner. You tried to reason with your best friend though because this is your house in the first place. However, she pulled the “This is my chance in getting myself a love life” card and she has moaned for years that she really wants to meet someone. You’d do anything for Veronica’s happiness. You’d also do anything to keep your best friend quiet about how she wants to date so bad.

“I already have my draft for that paper, just need to edit it,” Ronnie replied as she applied a coat of mascara. “Besides, I don’t have any classes on Mondays, you knew that.”

“Right,” you mumbled. “Still think this is a bad idea though. Things got so unbearable with Tom yesterday, I don’t think I’ll be able to handle another day with that guy ever again.”

After your whole lunch scene with Tom yesterday, it felt suffocating. It was unbearable. He was back with his usual snarky attitude and it drove you mad.

You learned one sure thing about your set-up though: He was only charming around other people, but if it’s just you two? He was a jerk.

Not even a minute later, the doorbell rang. You got up and checked who was at the door and sure enough, two familiar faces filled up the screen.

“Speaking of the devil,” You muttered before opening the door and was greeted by Harrison who gave you a hug.

“Thanks for having us over, Y/N” Harrison said as he pulled away from the short hug. He then proceeded to give Veronica one, and it was obvious that his intentions were solely focused on her anyway.

“Uh, yeah. No problem.” You said almost awkwardly as you gave Ronnie a look, who in turn mouthed a grateful ‘Thank you’.

You turned back to the door and saw that Tom standing there, a stoic look on his face. He looked like he came out of a photoshoot based on the clothes he was wearing: slouchy black button-ups and a pair of denim jeans. “Holland,” You greeted him as you opened the door a bit wider.

“Y/L/N,” He said as he gave you a once-over. “You look...” Tom seemed like he was really trying hard to think of a nice word to say.

“Don’t strain yourself,” You said as you rolled your eyes.

You were wearing an oversized band shirt -that was tied in a knot at the front- and paired it with high-waisted patterned pants. You and Ronnie shared a small argument on what you should wear for dinner.

She insisted that you should dress for your comfort while looking presentable and you argued that that is the outfit that gave you comfort.

You also argued that Ronnie and her guests should be glad that you weren’t wearing sweatpants like you anticipated before Ronnie invited people for dinner.

“Good because I wasn’t planning to,” Tom nagged, sending you into absolute overdrive.

As soon as he had his back turned on you, you resisted the urge of strangling him right then and there.

Unbeknownst to you and Tom, Veronica and Harrison caught the frustration painted on your face causing them to chuckle amongst themselves.

You and Tom had only known each other for two days at most, and yet you already had the most confusing relationship that existed in this world.

“If this carries throughout the evening, the world will know me not as Tom Holland’s girlfriend, but as the girl who killed him.” You muttered to Veronica as you passed by her.

“Relax, Y/N,” Veronica chuckled as she put a hand over your shoulder. “Dinner wouldn’t be that bad.”

Saying that dinner wouldn’t be that bad would be an understatement. Dinner was horrible.

Veronica and Harrison were pretty much occupied during the entire meal. They mostly had their attention to each other, which didn’t surprise you. Ronnie and Harrison were smitten for each other, it actually made you snort.

You and Tom, though, were a different case. You two were seated across each other and you two wouldn’t stop bickering.

It started when Tom accidentally kicked your foot underneath the table.

“Ouch!” You yelped. “Why did you kick me?!”

“It was an accident,” He said defensively.

“Psh, right” You scoffed. “Accident my ass.”

The “I accidentally kicked you underneath the table” carried on for the entire meal, with you and Tom exchanging kicks every few minutes.

You two also shared glares throughout the dinner.

“Why are you mad at me?!” Tom argued.

“Because you’re here!”

“Well, why did you invite me then?!”

“I didn’t! It was all her!” You hissed as you pointed at Veronica who was rather talking intimately with Harrison, and was also very much oblivious to the argument unveiling in front of her and Haz.

“God, why did I even think coming here was a good idea.” Tom moaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose, obviously annoyed.

It didn’t even end there, as you all moved from the kitchen and into the living room to start the Harry Potter marathon, you and Tom started bickering over a piece of furniture.

As Ronnie and Haz went to the loveseat sofa, you claimed the larger couch so you could lay down while watching the film and leaving Tom with nothing to sit on. You didn’t have much furniture considering you’re the only one who lives in this apartment.

“Scoot over, Y/N.” He said as he approached the couch you were laying on.

“You can sit at the ottoman.”

“And have nothing to rest my back on?”

“God, you are such a diva.” You grumbled. “Just sit on the floor then.” You replied as you pulled the faux fur blanket over you, keeping you warm and cozy.

“I don’t want to sit on the floor for hours,” Tom argued as he tried to pull you up from your position.

“Fine, I’ll get you the floor cushion.” You said in defeat.

“I want to sit on the couch, Y/N.”

“I am not moving, Holland. You can’t make me.” You said rather childishly.

“Fine,” Tom sighed and pulled the ottoman closer to the couch. He pulled up your feet and sat on the end of the couch as he propped his feet on top of the ottoman. He placed your feet on top of his lap, as you claimed you weren’t going to get up from your laying down position. “Then don’t move.” He dictated, leaving you to roll your eyes.

And as for the cherry on top, you had your manager nag you to post something about your evening. You didn’t even know that Veronica filmed a quick story for her Instagram until you received a message from Zoë saying: “A couple of fans that follow Ronnie saw her story. Share it on your Insta too, it adds foundation to our story.”

Ronnie’s Insta story showed the television playing Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s stone, and it panned to Harrison who was smiling softly at the camera and then, panned to you and Tom who were sharing the couch. You two were watching intently and from the looks of it, you looked like a very believable couple.

Your manager was right and that irked you. The devil works hard but Zoë works harder.

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variantia · 4 months ago

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Hopefully she hasn’t startled him. He just … kind of looks like he doesn’t know what to do with her. Which is. Fair, she guesses. Most of the rest of the League don’t know what to do with her either. If Jin were here she’d be clinging to him, but he was needed for some mission or something. ( She still doesn’t quite understand everything. She knows their work is important, though. )

“ Oh, cool. Looks like fun. ” Riley doesn’t mean for her voice to sound so unenthusiastic, she really doesn’t. It’s just recently been a struggle to feel much of anything except BAD ABOUT HERSELF. It’s hard to … get excited, even though she genuinely does think his game looks like fun. And it makes her feel less like a nuisance that he moves the screen so she can see.

She shifts herself a bit, pushing up to lean more over the back of the couch. “ Huh ? Um … not really video games. I mean, I have – had – a few, like … Guitar Hero … but … mostly I play … played … sports. Like. Hockey. There are a couple games I used to … play with my friend Meg … but … ” Before she can stop herself, there are a few tears forming in her eyes. Dammit.

She quickly brings the sleeve of her sweatshirt up to wipe away the tears before they fall, giving a soft sniffle. “ … But I guess … we’re not really friends anymore. So. ” Awkward is definitely the right word for this ; she hates that when she can feel anything lately, it’s usually sad. She doesn’t want everyone here to think she’s some annoying crybaby kid. “ Can I … play with you ? I promise I won’t break your thing, I’ll be careful. ”

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(( ... *pokes my lil head in cuz I can* )) Riley has been brought along to the League's hideout with Jin ; apparently he would have had to leave her at the apartment for a few days this time if he didn't. And of course, she knows he wouldn't be willing to do that. So she's seeking company that isn't him since he's busy at the moment, and Spinner ... seems like the least likely to tell her to ' get lost, kid '. He seems cool. She's approached from behind the sofa, propping herself up on the back of it and staring at the screen of his game. She's been here for a few minutes now. Finally, she decides it's time for her to speak up. " ... Whatcha playing ? "

He's focused on the screen of his switch, letting out a frustrated sound when his cart is passed, but grinning a bit to himself when he regains at least placing in the top five. He'd usually be playing something else, but he got stuck in a mission on Grant Theft Auto, and a break needed to be taken before he started to rage.

He hears her speak, catches a glimpse of her face in the reflection of the screen. Oh! It's the kid Jin brought along, a runaway or something like that. Spinner couldn't say he was surprised by the man's actions, but it didn't mean he thought this was really a place for someone so young.

However, the League was always willing to take in someone in need, and judging by Jin's brief story, she was definetly someone in need.

"Mario Kart." He's pauses the game, lifting it so she can get a better look at the screen. An awkward pause, because he was never the social butterfly to begin with, and he can't quite figure why she picked him to talk to.

"You ever play?"

#collaboratiiveanarchy #my heart does not rhyme the rhythm of my mind. ( RILEY. )#( VERSE. ) we are all misfits living in a world on fire.#(( I am actually CRYING please I love them !!#maybe he feels awkward but he is literally being so Gentle with her ???#aaaaaaaaaaaaaa ))#why put off till tomorrow what I can queue today ? ( QUEUE. )

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youkiyoh · 5 years ago

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bittersweet

pairing : lucas x reader

genre : highschool au

summary: he’s the captain of the basketball team, and you, his best friend. Your feelings for him has always been hidden, and so is his. Will you finally gather the courage to ask him out?

“Wong, this is the third time you’re late to my class this week.” Your teacher scolded as Lucas openly walked into class 15 minutes after it started.

“Sorry, the shower queue was horrible.” Lucas apologised nonchalantly, making his way over to you and sliding into the seat you saved him. Tossing his backpack on the floor, he proceeds to rumage for the materials he needed for the chemistry lecture.

“You don’t even look like you showered.” You frowned, subconsiously leaning away from him as the sweat glistened visibly against his skin. “How the hell did Mrs Johnson buy that?”

“I lost track of time practicing with the boys.” Lucas whispered, flashing his award winning smile in your direction. “Didn’t even hear the bell going off.”

“Again?” You frowned, watching as he ran his fingers through his hair to brush them back. “You’ve been practicing non-stop for these past few weeks. Finals are coming up.”

“As well as the competition.” Lucas explained, tapping his pen against the wooden table softly. “We can’t afford to lose to Danford this time round, it’ll cost us our reputation.”

“If anyone wants to talk, go outside. I’m having a lesson here.” Mrs Jackson scolded, glaring at the both of you with her brows raised.

“Sorry..” You cleared your throat, hanging your head down low as your cheeks turned red slowly. Smirking, Lucas tapped his pen against your head, pointing to the board. “Focus. We’ll talk about this later.”

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“Can you believe she did that? In front of the whole school?” Yuqi exclaimed, shaking her head in disbelief as both of you made your way towards your lockers. “I feel embarrassed for him.”

“It’s Hannah you’re talking about.” You chuckled, giving your opinions on what happened at the cafeteria when you were gone. Apparently Hannah, who so happened to be the school’s most popular girl had openly rejected a guy’s offer when he asked her to prom. “Is it even surprising if she did that?”

“You didn’t even see how much effort he put into his posters. There were donuts, Y/N. Who’d say no to that?”

You shrugged, reaching your locker and opening it to put your books away. You did feel bad for George, he wasn’t a very popular guy and to be publicly humiliated like that after mustering up the courage to ask someone he fancies out, you didn’t even want to think about it.

“Whatever, I’ll see you fifth period. What do you have now?” Yuqi asks, tilting her head to the side as she smiled at you.

“Math.” You sighed, slamming your locker shut and holding your books in your hands. “I just can’t seem to understand anything that’s going on in that class. You?”

“Free period.” Yuqi clicked her tongue, narrowing her eyes at you playfully as you rolled yours in frustration. “Just ask Lucas or something, he’s not the top in math for nothing.”

“Yeah, ask me.” A familiar voice called from behind. Turning around, you let out a smile at Lucas as he leaned against the lockers, folding his arms together.

“Hey.” Yuqi greeted, waving her hand in his direction to which Lucas returned. “I’m gonna go find Mark okay? See you.”

Humming in response, you watched as she wiggles her way through the heaps of students crowding the hallway. When she was out of your sight, you turned your attention back to Lucas who was typing away on his phone.

“Physics?” You asked casually, starting to make your way to your next class as Lucas followed behind. Tucking his phone back into his pocket, he shrugged his shoulders to readjust his bag, taking bigger steps until he caught up with you.

“Yeah, it’s the same way, might as well.” He breathed out, referring to both your classes being in the same hallway. “Plus, you need someone so you don’t feel lonely.”

Rolling your eyes playfully, you nudged him with your shoulder in which Lucas responded with a low chuckle.

“But seriously, if you’re struggling in math, I’m more than willing to help.” Lucas offered, walking backwards so that he could get a full view of your face. “My A’s aren’t there for nothing.”

“You’re just saying this so I can help you in chemistry right?” You raised your brow in amusement, his facial expressions giving him away completely. Huffing in defeat, Lucas blew his hair out of his face, going back to walking alongside you.

“Can’t you just let me gloat over my achievements for a bit?” Lucas whined, glaring at you as if you just took his favourite toy away from him. “Everyone has something they’re bad at. And to be fair, that’s the only subject I’m bad at.”

“Don’t you have practice?” You asked, remembering that his competition date was nearing. “You sure you have the time to tutor me?”

“I’m not tutoring you.. we’re just helping each other. Plus I know where my priorities are. My academics are just as important to me as sports.”

“Yeah, glad you know..” You joked, stopping in front of your class. “Then.. I’ll meet you at the study area after school?”

“Mmhm.” Lucas nodded, waving goodbye as he jogged off to his class that was a couple rooms away from yours. “See you.”

Smiling to yourself, you sighed softly to yourself, pushing the doors open as you prepared for your next class.

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“I can’t get it.” You groaned, burying your face in your hands as you got the wrong answer yet again. You’ve been trying to solve this stupid question for 15 minutes now, having gotten the wrong answer 3 times in a row.

“Come on you’re near, you missed two steps here.” Lucas comforted, pulling your hands down so you’ll look at your paper. “Just bring x over to the other side and multiply it. Redo it from there.”

“Finals is in two weeks.” You whispered, grabbing your eraser and rubbing your workings away. “I’m gonna fail at this rate.”

“Not on my watch.” Lucas clicked his tongue, going back to his own work. “You’ll be fine, trust me.”

“Wait till I tell you about organic chemistry.” You scoffed, grabbing your pencil to try the question again. “I’ll see what you say.”

“Don’t even remind me about it.” Lucas groaned, waving you off in attempts to tell you that you were distracting him.

Biting your lip in contemplation, you worked in silence, determined to solve the rest of the questions by yourself. After all, Lucas won’t be there when you take your paper.

“All done!” You smiled in victory, looking up at Lucas only to find him resting his head in his palms, staring at you. “Wanna check?”

“I was done hours ago.” Lucas joked, snatching the paper out of your hands as his eyes trailed over your workings. You ignored his comment, tapping your foot impatiently against the ground as you eyed his expressions.

“Not bad.” Lucas smiled, nodding as all your answers were correct. “See? You’re doing fine.”

“Finally.” You breathed out, throwing your head back against your chair as you slumped forward. “That took forever.”

“Now, my turn.” Lucas licked his lips, slamming his textbook loudly on the table causing you to jump in surprise. “I have to pass this class.”

“You’re such a genius.” Lucas complimented, writing down the last of his notes. “You sure we’re taking the same class? Why is it that I can’t seem to understand anything that comes out of Mrs Johnson’s mouth but you do?”

“My brain works better than yours?” You shrugged, folding your arms together as you finished explaining the entire chapter to him. “We’re done for today right?”

“Yeah,” Lucas agreed, closing his book and checking his phone for the time. “It’s getting late, we should go before school closes. I’m starving, wanna get dinner?”

“I can’t, I’m working today.” You frowned, raising your arms to stretch your muscles.

“I thought that’s tomorrow.” Lucas tilted his head to the side in confusion, putting his things away alongside you.

“Someone’s sick today, I’m taking over her shift for now.”

“I’ll drive you there.” Lucas offered, standing up and pushing his seat in as he swing his bag over his shoulders. You hummed in agreement, pulling your hair into a high ponytail as you followed him towards the carpark where his car was located at.

“Thanks.” You huffed as Lucas pulled up to the cafe that you were working at. Unbuckling your seatbelt, you hugged your bag to your frame and smiled at him in appreciation, proceeding to climb out of the vehicle.

“Grab something to eat in there if you’re hungry.” Lucas reminded, rolling the window down to look at you. Flashing him an ok sign, you jogged into the cafe that was bustling with people, squeezing your way through the crowd to get into the kitchen.

Lucas sat in his car,watching as you greeted your manager and wore your apron. Drumming his fingers against the steering wheel, he sighed to himself, knowing damn well that you were probably gonna go without dinner again. It was a busy day, well so it seems, and you definitely won’t have the time to eat.

Shaking his head and driving away from the cafe, Lucas made a mental note to himself to make sure you’ll eat something in front of him before your work next time.

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“I need your help.”

Looking up from your notes, you adjusted your glasses, tilting your head in confusion at the person standing in front of you. Ripping your headphones out of your ears, you scrunched your brows up, completely missing what she just said.

“Sorry?” You asked, getting her to repeat her question.

“I said I need your help.” Hannah rolled her eyes, taking a seat opposite you. You raised your brow, knowing where this conversation’s leading towards.

“No.” You rejected, shaking your head. “Absolutely not.”

“You didn’t even hear what I have to say.” Hannah scoffed, brushing her hair behind her back.

“You’ve only spoken to me about 4 times in the past 3 years and every single time it’s about Lucas, so no, I’m not hearing your story.”

“I need him to ask me to prom.” Hannah rolled her eyes, leaning forward and pushing your books away from you. “It’s in three weeks and he haven’t made a single move.”

“What move do you expect him to make?” You laugh in disbelief, shifting your books back to their original position. “What part of he’s not into you do you not understand?”

“I just need a date.” Hannah insisted, slamming her hand on your book to block your line of sight. Throwing your pen down in frustration, you glared at her darkly, feeling your patience running low.

“Find someone else, aren’t guys lining up to take you?” You rubbed your temples, cursing her mentally for wasting your precious free time.

“You don’t understand, he’s the only guy that’ll keep my image up there.” She quoted, smiling at you sweetly. Of course, that’s the only reason she’s taking interest in Lucas.

“I’m sorry to say this but you have zero image to keep up. If you’re only interested in him for that reason then I suggest you find yourself a different date. He’s made it clear multiple times he’s not interested.” You snapped, standing up and gathering your books. There was no way in hell you’ll let her use Lucas like that.

“It was nice talking to you.” You feigned a smile, pushing your chair in with so much force she felt the table shake slightly.

“Fine, I’ll find another way.” Hannah mumbled to herself, staring in your direction as you turned the corner and away from her.

“Hey I have something to tell you.” You greeted, tapping on Lucas’s shoulder as you approached him in the hallways. Nodding in acknowledgement as he closed his locker, he whipped around to face you, motioning for you to continue.

“Hannah looked for me.” You explained, tilting back on your heels as you watched his expressions switch from happiness to annoyance.

“Again?” He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head back. “What’d she ask this time?”

“She wants my help, she’s planning on getting you to ask her to prom.”

“I won’t even go if she asked.” Lucas scoffed, shaking his head at her absurd plan. “She can’t take a hint can she?”

“That was more of a clear no than a hint.” You scrunched your nose up, remembering when you overheard the phonecall where Lucas stated he wasn’t into her when she confessed. “I honestly think you need to tell her again, face to face this time round. It’ll get her mind out of the gutter.”

“I’ll deal with it if she comes again.” Lucas waved your advice off, tapping his foot against the ground as he looked around. “You have training today too right?”

“Mmhm, till 5.” You shrugged, not even bothering to ask if he had practice considering how he had his white tank slinged over his shoulder.

“Wait for me at the front door.” Lucas smiled, jogging off into the sports hall after noticing his teammates entering. “I won’t be late this time!” He called out as he disappeared into the hall.

“Won’t be late my ass.” You huffed, scrolling through your phone as you sat at the fountain in front of the school. Lucas’s practice ends at 5.30 on friday, giving you plenty of time to freshen up after your own dance training. It’s been a routine for both of you to hang out on friday nights, considering how you didnt’t have work and his parents couldn’t make it home to have dinner with him.

The minute hand on your watch reached 5.55 and Lucas was still nowhere to be found. Seriously considering to leave the school compound, you refreshed your instagram page, groaning when the same content popped out on the screen.

A pair of shoes appeared in your line of sight and you let out a sound of annoyance, looking up to glare at Lucas for making you wait this long for him. The words died in your throat before you could scream it out though, as your eyes locked with a pair of unfamiliar ones.

“Hey.” The boy asked, cocking his head to the side as he looked down at you. Lockinh your phone shut and setting it in your lap, you nodded hesitantly, not sure why he’d even come up to you.

You definitely know Taeyong, he was in your math class and was somewhat popular as well. Have he ever spoken to you though, not that much. You’re pretty sure the only things you guys have ever said to each other was thanks and welcome when papers were passed around class.

“uhh hi..?” You greeted awkwardly, not really knowing what else to say. “You wanna sit here or something?” You asked, pointing to the huge empty space beside you. Maybe he just thought it’ll be a good idea to say hi before he sat down?

“I mean since you offered,” He shrugged, plooping himself down beside you, readjusting his bag to the front. You just smiled politely, looking down at your phone again as you opened your chat with Yuqi.

“Why’re you still here? It’s a friday.” Taeyong asked, trying to start a conversation. He leaned back against the concrete platform, turning his head to look at you.

“Oh I had dance practice.” You explained, giving him your full attention as you thought it’ll be rude if you took more interest in your device than him. “I’m waiting for a friend.”

“Lucas?” Taeyong blurted casually, bobbing his head at his own question. You blinked multiple times before nodding hesitantly, surprised but not really. Everyone knows that the both of you were really good friends.

“You sure you guys are just friends though?” Taeyong pried, raising his brow at you. You looked to the side, nodding your head as a silent yes, not knowing why he was suddenly interested in your friendships.

“Okay, I’ll see you around.” Taeyong stood up after that short conversation, sending a wink your way before strudding out of the school gate. You looked out after him, your brows scrunched up in confusion by that short encounter with him.

“What’re you looking at?” Lucas chuckled, snapping his fingers in front of your face to snap you back into reality. He had dashed out of the building the moment he finished showering, not even bothering to dry his hair off as he ran out, only to find you eyeing the school gate like a lost child.

“Next time, I’m leaving.” You huffed, glaring at Lucas as he lifts his hands up in surrender. Adjusting your bag over your shoulders, you walked out with him, proceeding to the foodcourt that was a couple minutes away from school.

“Sorry, coach had things to tell us,” He apologised, brushing his fingers through his hair in an attempt to dry it. “What were you looking at?”

“Nothing,” You replied, wiping your face as you felt the water droplets splash onto you. “Taeyong came up to talk to me.”

“Taeyong?” Lucas frowned, stopping in his tracks as he repeated the name you just told him. “The one on the track and field team?”

“I think so?” You confirmed, walking backwards so that you could face Lucas. “All I know is he’s in the same math class as me.”

“Whatever, he was probably just bored. Quick I’m starving, I waited 40 minutes you know?” You groaned, clutching your stomach with one hand as you used your other to grab Lucas’s wrist, pulling him forward.

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For the next few days, you find yourself running in Taeyong more often than you usually do. Apart from math, you find yourself passing by him more often in the hallways, and you even ran into him once near your dance studio when practice ended. It was either a coincidence, or you didn’t notice him as much before he talked to you.

You brushed it away though, not wanting to seem self-obsessed with yourself. He was just being friendly.

“Mark asked me to prom yesterday. We’re official.” Yuqi confessed during lunch, giggling to herself like a 5 year old. Your eyes widened in surprise, your smile matching hers as you watched her cheeks flush red as she broke the news to you.

“And you only told me now?” You whispered, scooping another spoonful of soup into your mouth. “I’m so happy for you.”

“I can’t believe he finally asked me to be his girlfriend, I’ve been waiting for a month!” She squealed, resting her face between her palms to hide her rosy cheeks. “Best day of my life.”

“Does that mean we’re not going together?” You sighed jokingly, picking at your food that all of a sudden looked unappetising.

“We can all go as a group though?” Yuqi suggested, feeling bad for you. It’s not like it’s a big deal, not having a date for prom, you just felt..left out. “We can ask more people, pitch in for a ride or something.”

You shrugged, not rejecting the idea but not being overly keen on it either. It’ll definitely be fun if you went in a big group, but some or most of your close friends were attached. Plus, you’re not that big a social butterfly.

“There’s still time, I’m sure someone will ask you.” Yuqi assured, patting your hand with hers as she wiggled her brows at you. “I mean, who wouldn’t? You’re such a catch.”

Chuckling at Yuqi’s statement, you went back to your plate, changing the topic to something else as you finished up the rest of your meal.

Bowing slightly at your teacher as you left your class, you let out a silent yawn as you walked out of the room, glad that the school day was finally over. For some reason, today dragged on for what seemed like forever.

“Great I still have to go to work..” You sighed, rubbing your eyes due to how tired you were. Considering how you had a couple of hours before your shift, you decided it’ll be a good idea to pay a visit to the library to study and hopefully, get a quick nap in.

“Wait up.” A voice called out behind you and you turned around to face Taeyong, speaking to him for the first time since that day.

“Are you free tonight?” He asked straightforwardly, taking you by complete surprise. You would have never expected such a question from someone like him.

“uhh not really I have something on.” You rejected, trying to sound polite. It’s not that you were lying or anything, you really had things to do tonight.

“If that’s the case..” Taeyong nodded, pursing his lips seemingly deep in thought. “I guess I’ll ask you another day?”

“What?” You asked, not getting why he was asking you out all of a sudden. “Why’re you talking to me all of a sudden?”

“I think you’re pretty cute.” He shrugged nonchanantly, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“Oh thanks..but we don’t really know each other that well and um..” You scratched your head, not knowing how to react. You’ve zero experience with situations like this, the only compliments you’ve ever heard was from your family and a few close friends and it was usually on your outfit or grades. Having a boy call you cute, now that was something new.

“Which is why I’m asking you out..?” Taehyung tilted his head to the side, stating the obvious. “I want to get to know you better.”

“Right..” You nodded hesitantly, your hands gripping the straps of your bag tightly. How were you gonna get out of this without making things more awkward?

As if someone heard your prayer, your phone started ringing in your pocket, saving you from the situation. Giving Taeyong a tight smile, you fished for your phone, pulling it out to see who’s calling.

“Sorry..” You whispered, turning your back against him as you slide answer.

“Mom?” You greeted, pressing your phone against your ear. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.. I just wanted to know if you’ll be having dinner tonight?” She coughed slightly and you frowned at how frail her voice sounded.

“I have work today, I can have dinner myself.” You assured her, biting your lip worridly. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine. I’ll cook a few dishes okay? It’ll be in the fridge.” She offered, and you could hear her smile from the other line.

“Okay, don’t go to work if you’re not feeling well.” You told her out of concern, your eyes widening when you see a familiar figure walking towards you. Glancing behind to find Taeyong still staring at you, you internally panicked, clenching your hands into fists.

“I’m fine don’t worry, see you tonight.”

“See you mom, bye.” Ending the call quickly, you brushed your hair out of your face, cursing your entire existence as Lucas approached you.

“Hey.. what’s going on?” Lucas frowned, his smile immediately fading from his face when he noticed Taeyong was with you.

“Nothing. we were just talking.” You denied, looking up at Lucas. “Aren’t you late to practice?”

“I don’t have practice today, I thought you knew that.” Lucas shook his head, eyeing Taeyong up and down. “It’s Tuesday.”

“Yeah..” You breathed out, pretending to check the time to act like you’re late for whatever you had to do. “I actually have to go.”

“I’ll go with you.” Lucas offered, sending you a warm smile, the one that made your heart do flips. “Library right?”

You nodded hesitantly, glancing back at Taeyong to see him with a tight expression. Do you just leave him behind?

“Go ahead, I’ll text you.” Taeyong nodded, waving goodbye as he started walking off in the other direction.

“Come on,” Lucas urged, rolling his eyes as he grabbed your wrists, dragging you off to the other block. Not bothering to protest, you let him lead the way to wherever he was dragging you to, even though the library was the way Taeyong left.

“You know the library’s there right?” You raised your brow when he arrived at the fitness corner, finally letting go of you as he dropped his bag to the ground.

“I would have went there with you but he walked in that direction.” Lucas scoffed, sitting cross-legged on the soft ground. You followed suit, placing your bag next to a pole, settling down opposite him.

“What’d he say this time?” Lucas cocked his head to the side, jutting his chin forward. “Let me guess, he asked you out?”

Your expression gave you away immediately and a smirk broke out on Lucas’s face as he shook his head from side to side.

“Why, is it that surprising?” You asked, placing your hands on the ground and leaning into them. You didn’t understand why he was acting the way he was.

“No, it’s just that I didn’t realise he’d ask someone like you.” Lucas reasoned, leaning his head against the pole.

“Excuse me?” You hissed, folding your arms across your chest offended. “I didn’t come here to get attacked.”

“That’s not what I meant,” His eyes widened when he realised you took it the wrong way. “You’re too good for him.”

You remained silent at his sudden compliment, biting your lip to fight the smile from breaking out on your face. You coughed dryly, shifting forward slightly as Lucas eyed your actions lazily.

“That’s better.” You nodded, trying to act as if his words didn’t have an effect on you. “What’re we doing here?”

“I don’t know, get a breath of fresh air.” Lucas shrugged, looking around the compound. “Or we could go eat? You wouldn’t after work anyways.”

“Is food the only thing on your mind?” You laughed, bringing your knees to your chest. “I have food tonight, my mom cooked.”

“She’s not taking the night shift today?” Lucas closed his eyes, getting comfortable in his position.

“She is, she just said she left something in the fridge.” You sniffed, rubbing your nose from the cold. It was a chilly day today.

Humming in response, Lucas slowly fell asleep, his head jerking forward occasionally. You smiled softly to yourself, resting your head between your knees as you looked over his features, how his brows creased together in his sleep, his lips slightly parted.

You were hopelessly in love with your best friend and he doesn’t know it at all. It’s been your little secret for 2 years now.

You realised you liked Lucas when he introduced his first girlfriend to you. At first you just shrugged it off, thinking that the weird feeling you got at the pit of your stomach was just temporary, that you were just not used to the idea of your best friend getting close with someone that wasn’t you. I mean having being friends for such a long time, you were bound to have those feelings.

You remembered beating yourself up countless times over that issue, feeling like such a selfish person. Lucas wasn’t yours in any way shape or form and he was free to do whatever he wants with his life. So why were you getting so worked up everytime you see his arms around her? She was such a sweet girl but you just didn’t understand why you couldn’t bring yourself to like her.

The news of them breaking up a year later was the best piece of news you’ve ever heard in your entire life, and you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face that whole day.

And that was when it hit you.

You like Lucas, you had feelings for him. And ever since, those feelings had just been snowballing into something bigger.

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“I need help.” Lucas sighed, going in for a baseline dunk. Running back to catch the ball, he bounced it a few more times before going for another shoot.

“What?” Hendery breathed heavily, grabbing his bottle and downing half of its content. “What help does Lucas Wong need?”

“I’m asking someone to prom.” Lucas admitted, scratching his head sheepishly as Hendery started choking on his water. Throwing the ball in their direction, Lucas plopped himself down on the floor next to them, slamming his back against the ground.

“Why the hell do you need our help?” Ten asks, hitting Lucas’s stomach. “If anything, it should be the other way round. And didn’t you went 2 years ago?”

“Yeah but that’s different, Lia was my girlfriend, the person I want to ask isn’t.” Lucas explained, tucking one arm behind his head as he stared at the ceiling.

“Who is it? Hannah?” Mark teased, everyone laughing alongside him.

“It’s Y/N, he told me the other day.” Kun smirked, tossing Lucas his bottle.

“I don’t think it’ll be hard asking her though, I’m positive she’ll say yes.” Ten shrugged, looking at his teammate. “It’ll be awkward if she says no, she won’t do that.”

“But what if she says yes for that exact reason? Only because she doesn’t want to ruin our friendship?” Lucas sighs, peeking his head up to look at Ten. “Plus, there’s competition now.”

“Someone’s into her?” Mark asks, genuinely interested. “Who?”

“Taeyong.” Lucas groaned, laying his head back down. “He asked her out yesterday.”

“Yeah, you need our help.” Hendery chuckled, leaning against the bleachers. “He’s a tough one.”

“Exactly.” Lucas agreed, sitting back up to pat Hendery on the back. “If this works, I’ll ask her out as well.”

“What made you change your mind? You guys have been friends for years, why now?”

“Puberty probably.” Ten teased, earning himself a smack to the head.

“You little shit..” Lucas cursed, cracking his knuckles. Seeing Ten lift his hand up in surrender, Lucas backed down, shrugging his shoulders as he thought about his answer.

“Hopefully it works..” Lucas mumbled the last part to himself, licking his lips anxiously.

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Wiping your hands off, you untied the straps of your apron, hanging it up in the kitchen hanger. Rumaging through the closet, you grabbed your bag, shoving all your things back into it.

“If there’s nothing else I’ll leave first.” You bowed to your manager, reaching behind your hair to tighten your pony. She nodded, shooting you a smile and bid you goodbye before going back to counting the income for the day. Pushing the doors open, you shuddered slightly from the cold air, rubbing your arms together to warm yourself up.

Taking a step forward to make your way home, you stopped abruptly when a hand extended in front of you, jacket in it. You whipped your head around, eyes locking with that of Taeyong’s.

“You look cold.” He offered, pushing his outerwear in your direction.

“How’d you know I work here?” You questioned, completely disregarding his offer. “Are you following me?” You narrowed your eyes at him, taking a step back.

“I saw you when I passed by a few months ago.” He shrugged, his arm dropping back down to his side. “I swear it was a coincidence. I’m not a stalker.”

Huffing impatiently, you turned around, continuing your way back home. Footsteps could be heard behind you and you rolled your eyes as Taeyong was hot on your heels.

“Hey don’t ignore me.” He breathed out, poking at your shoulders. “I just wanna be friends.”

“We are friends.” You nodded, keeping your eyes straight on the road ahead.

“Well then I want to be more than that.” Taeyong announced, causing you to stop in your tracks. Are confessions usually this straightforward?

“We don’t even know each other.” You sighed, shaking your head slightly. “How are you possibly into me?” You were never a big believer of the whole love at first sight thing.

“You didn’t give us the chance to talk.” He defended, tugging at his roots. “I’m trying.”

“Look, I know you’re a nice guy.” You sniffed, licking your lips due to how dry they were. “I’m more than willing to be friends with you but I’m sorry, I’m interested in someone else.”

You played with your sleeves nervously, watching silently as Taeyong’s expressions fell. This was the first time you’ve been confessed to and the first time you’re rejecting someone. All of a sudden, you felt like Hannah.

Well, minus a huge crowd.

Taeyong nodded after a few moments, pursing his lips. You bit your lip, hating the awkwardness that came with this. Stepping forward, you hesitantly lifted your hand up to pat his forearm, smiling softly at him.

“We can still be friends.” You suggested, tilting your head to the side. He’s actually a really nice guy based on what you’ve observed.

“Yeah of course, that’ll be nice.” He smiled back, taking up your offer. “I was planning to send you back home or something you know?” Taeyong chuckled, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Laughing awkwardly alongside him, you nodded, looking at the streets ahead. “It’s late, you should go. See you in school tomorrow.”

“Yeah see you. Be safe.” Taeyong feigned a smile but his eyes however, gave his emotions away completely. You watched as he turned to leave, walking back up the small slope and disappearing around the corner of the cafe.

“Great..” You sighed to yourself, trudging back home. You couldn’t help but feel like such an asshole.

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“You look like you’re just about to murder someone. What did your noodles ever do to you?” Kun chuckled, nudging Lucas’s shoulder. He was picking aggresively at his food and if he kept it up, Kun was sure he might even break the plate.

“He just can’t stop staring at her can he?” Lucas growled, his eyes burning into Taeyong’s frame. You were sitting at your table with Yuqi, as usual, just that someone else had his eyes trained on you.

“You know, I’ve never struck you as the jealous type.” Kun smirked, going back to his lunch. “Definitely an eye opener.”

“I’m not jealous.” Lucas rolled his eyes, dropping his fork down. “He’s just up to no good.”

“What makes you say that?” Kun prompted, his mouth full of food. “You’re not the only one that’s allowed to like her.”

“My point is, Taeyong would never in his entire life take interest in someone like Y/N. Come on, just look at the difference between her and the girls he associate himself with.”

“Well then make a move quickly.” Kun shrugged, leaning back against his seat. “Besides, now that Mark’s with Yuqi, you might be able to get extra help.”

Lucas’s eyes widened when realisation struck him. If he could get Yuqi on his side..things will be a whole lot easier. Why didn’t he think about this before?

“You’re a genius.” Lucas breathed out, slapping Kun on the back in appreciation.

“He what?” Yuqi frowned, not believing the words she just heard.

“He said he wanted to be more than friends.” You whispered back, looking around to make sure no one was listening to your conversation.

“And you didn’t agree?” Yuqi asked a little too loud and you imeediately raised your finger to your lip, shushing her.

“Sorry.” She whispered, bringing her volume down again. “Y/N, you’re telling me Lee Taeyong confessed and you rejected him? Are you crazy?”

“What?” You tilted your head at her, folding your arms together. “It’s not like I’m interested in him or anything.”

“Yeah, but you didn’t even give him a chance. He might have even ask you to prom.”

“It’s not that big of a deal.” You shrugged, not getting why she had such a huge reaction over the situation. Worse comes to worse, you’ll just go alone. It works out.

“It’s about Lucas isn’t it?” Yuqi hissed, narrowing her eyes at you. “You rejected Taeyong for Lucas.”

You remained silent, confirming Yuqi’s assumptions. Sighing, Yuqi leaned her face against her palm, looking at you deeply. “Prom is in two weeks. Have he spoken anything about it to you?”

Pursing your lips, you shook your head no hesitantly. That topic had never come up in any conversation between you two.

“Maybe you should ask him.” Yuqi suggested, jutting her chin forward. You stared at her as if she was joking, but her face showed that she was being completely serious.

“It doesn’t have to be one on one, just ask if he’s interested to go in a group or something, with Mark and I. This might be our last prom, just go for it.”

“I’ll consider.” You nodded, smiling at her as your thoughts ran wild in your head.

“You’re coming today right?” Lucas asked the second he walked up to you, slamming himself against the empty lockers beside yours. You hummed in response, taking a sip of water as you side eyed him.

“Will I not go?” You joked, smiling to yourself as you gathered your books. “It’s your first game, I’m pretty sure the entire school population will be there.”

“You’re the best.” Lucas grinned, his eyes turning into cresents as he beamed down at you. You looked down immediately, not daring to look him straight in the eyes when he was looking so damn happy. “How was your paper?”

“It’s okay I guess..” You shrugged, sighing as you closed your locker. “I ran out of time, didn’t manage to solve the last two.”

“That’s okay. As long as you’re sure of the rest you’ll be fine.” Lucas nodded, kicking your shoe with his own gently. It was your math final today, and you could finally get a breather from all the stress you’ve been giving yourself the past week. It wasn’t hard, it was definitely managable, but you didn’t want to be too confident in yourself.

“You’re done with yours right?”

“Mmhm. And thanks to you, I think I’ll do well.” Lucas snapped his fingers in front of you, referring to the countless chemistry lessons you’ve painfully forced him to.

The ringing of the bell had Lucas puckering his lips up, sighing as he turned to you. “That’s your cue.”

“Hey.. can I talk to you after your game, just for a short while?” You blurted out, tapping your fingers against your folder nervously. Yuqi was right. You can’t possibly wait for him to make the first move, it’s the 21st century.

“Yeah sure.” Lucas nodded, not thinking much of it. Not like there was anything for him to think about, he had his whole mind focused on the competition tonight.

“See you.” You nodded, walking away quickly before he had the chance to say bye. Thinking that you were probably just rushing to get to class, Lucas headed in the other direction towards the sports hall, meeting his team to prepare for the big event later on. He definitely felt the pressure, being the captain of the basketball team and all. Besides, they had a reputation to maintain and Lucas isn’t planning to ruin that anytime soon.

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Sitting on the bleachers, you bit your lip nervously, watching as the game advances. They were currently in their second quarter, the opposing team a couple points ahead of the guys. You leaned forward, eyes never leaving Lucas as he ran across the court, motioning for Hendery to pass him the ball.

“I wonder if any of them have a date yet.” You heard one of the girls beside you whisper. You glanced to your side, noticing that it was non other than Hannah and her friends. Ignoring the sounds of awe that came out of their mouths every single time the boys did something swoon-worthy, you shifted closer to Yuqi, their screams getting on your nerves.

“Will Mark say yes if I asked? We’re in fourth period together, I’m sure if I-”

“Not a chance.” Yuqi interrupted, looking straight ahead as she smacked that thought out of that girl’s head. “He’s already going with someone.”

You straightened yourself up, your hands slyly making their way over to hers, patting lightly to get her to calm down.

“Honey, he’s going with me.” Yuqi retorted, leaning behind to get a good glimpse of the girl. She remained silent, eyeing your best friend up and down before huffing softly, flipping her hair behind her back before returning to watch the game.

“Girl thought she had a chance.” Yuqi scoffed, rolling her eyes. You let out a laugh of amusement at her act of jealousy, seeing Yuqi act this way for the first time was definitely an eye opener.

“Hannah, you’re making your move tonight?”

Your ears immediately perk up at that question. Trying to play it off, you tucked your hair behind your ear, pretending to be engrossed in the game when in all honesty, you were trying to get information out of that conversation. It’s not like you were eavesdropping or anything, they’re just speaking a little too loud.. right?

“You bet, I have it all planned out.” You balled your hands into fists, everything clicking in your head. She’s planning to ask Lucas tonight as well.

“Good for you,” Her friend sighed, resting her face in her palms as she stared at your best friend play dreamily. “He looks so good in that jersey.”

“Look, I’ll tell you about it somewhere else, gotta keep it a surprise am I right?”

You accidentally looked over in her direction, locking eyes with her. She cocked her head to the side, smirking at you.

Great, she knew you were listening the whole time. How sneaky.

Forcing yourself to focus on the game for now, you scrunched your brows up together throughout, wanting nothing more than to rush behind the court the moment it ended.

They ended up winning the third and fourth quarter, not that you were surprised. They have been training day and night for the inter-games this year, and their hard work definitely showed.

Tapping your foot against the ground as you waited for the crowd to disperse, you scanned your eyes over the area for any signs of Hannah. She left quick, you were busy talking to Yuqi when it happened and now she’s gone.

What if she’s already with Lucas? It’s not like you’ve anything to be worried about, he’ll most probably say no eitherways. No matter what, you just couldn’t help but feel anxious.

“If you’re that worried let’s go find them.” Yuqi offered, noticing how distressed you looked. “They should be having a debrief.”

Nodding in agreement, you brushed your hands on your jeans before standing up quickly, following Yuqi down the bleachers and into the preparation rooms.

“Oh..” You uttered, realising the group of boys emerging from the hallways before the both of you could even enter. Yuqi smiled at you, pointing at Mark before making her way over to him.

“Hi,” Ten waved, greeting you with a grin. You waved back at them, congratulating them on their win. You’re friends with all of them, considering your association with Lucas.

“Where’s Lucas?” You asked casually, realising that he was not with them. Did he leave already?

“He’s outside.” Hendery pointed towards the foyer, filling you in on Lucas’s position. “He’s with Hannah, she-”

Kun mentally facepalmed himself as he kicked Hendery’s heel, effectively shutting him up. Noticing your change of expression, Kun beamed at you brightly, clearing his throat trying to find the right words to get you to go find Lucas.

“You should go, I think he’s waiting for you.” He encouraged, nodding in the direction of the main entrance. You smiled back, thanking him before making your way out, glancing back slightly to see all of their eyes on your frame.

Pushing the doors open, you sighed in relief as you saw him standing there alone, scrolling through his phone. The sound of your footsteps caused him to whip his head in your direction, and there it was, that smile that you adored so much.

“You did great.” You complimented, folding your hands behind your back as you congratulated him on his first win.

“Thanks,” Lucas breathed out, swiping the back of his head across his forehead. “Where’re the rest? They didn’t follow you out?”

“Oh they’re still inside..” You explained, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Did Hannah..look for you just now?”

“How’d you know?” Lucas tilts his head in confusion, his eyes boring into yours.

“Did you say yes?” You asked straightforwardly, catching Lucas by surprise. He blinked a few times, trying to wrap his mind around your question.

“No, of course not. Why would I say yes?” Lucas let out a laugh, shaking his head no. You nodded, seemingly calm and unbothered on the inside but little did he know that you were actually freaking out.

“Anyways, what did you want to talk to me about?” He asks, changing the topic.

It was now or never.

“Look, I don’t know if you’re already going with someone and I know you just got asked but, do you wanna go together? Prom, I mean.”

Those words tumbled out of your mouth before you had the chance to take them back. Lucas’s eyes widened in surprise as he stared at you, and all of a sudden you feel your palms getting clammy, your heart started beating faster. His silence was killing you.

“You mean, one on one?” He mumbled, the size of his eyes never getting smaller.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” You rubbed the back of your neck, feeling anxiety bubble in the pit of your stomach. Now, you finally got a taste of what Taeyong felt when he confessed to you the other day. “We could go as a group, with Yuqi and Mark or even the guys. What’d say?”

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“So, I guess it’s just the three of us that’s missing a date now?” Ten quips, slapping the arms of Kun and Hendery.

“Considering how long this is taking,” Mark sighs, resting his arm on Yuqi’s shoulder. “I bet they’re making out right now.”

“There’s cameras.” Ten snort, scrunching his face up in disgust. “Are you speaking from experience?”

“He’s back.” Yuqi whispered, tapping Mark’s thigh as she stood up, running down the bleachers.

“Wait where’s Y/N?” Kun frown, jogging over to his teammate. “Did she leave?”

“I think I screwed up..” Lucas bit his lip, sighing as he tugged at his hair. “I told her that I’m going with someone else.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Yuqi scolded, slapping Lucas’s arm as she demanded for an explanation. “Aren’t you planning on bringing her?”

“That’s just it! I should be the one asking her, I had everything planned out and I didn’t expect her to.. wait,” Lucas stops, narrowing his eyes at the 5 of them. “You guys knew all along didn’t you?”

“Only four days ago.” Mark shrugs, pointing at his girlfriend. “Yuqi told me when you asked us to help.”

“What did she say after you told her that?” Yuqi pressed on, trying to get every little information out. “You didn’t even try following her?”

“I did, she said there was no need for it and she’ll see me tomorrow.” Lucas explained, scratching his head nervously as Yuqi glared at him like he owed her his life.

“You’re such an idiot.” Yuqi huffed, placing her hands on her hips as she walked circles on the spot. “What now?”

“I’m still planning on surprising her, there’s no doubt about that.” Lucas confirmed, licking his lips. “Plus, now that I know she likes me back, I’m not so nervous about it anymore.”

“Yeah, you threw her the job of being nervous.” Yuqi scoffed, rolling her eyes at him. Lucas lifted his hands up in surrender, knowing how badly he had messed things up.

“You could have just said yes.” Kun groaned, walking back to the bleachers to pick up his duffel bag. “Things would have been a whole lot easier, you would have got yourself a girlfriend tonight.”

“Well I’m sorry I blanked out!” Lucas retorted back defensively. “Nothing was processing okay?”

“Taeyong confessed to her by the way,” Yuqi added, deciding to throw everything into the conversation. “Just thought it’ll be good for you to know.”

“That quick?” Lucas frowned. “He doesn’t even know her that well.”

“She rejected because there’s someone else in her heart.” Yuqi smiled, tiptoeing forward and narrowing her eyes at Lucas. “And that someone rejected her today.”

“Ok, I get it.” Lucas groaned, realising that Yuqi was trying to make him feel bad. “I’ll make it up, I promise.”

“Hell, you better make this a good one. She better be the happiest girl alive after this.” She folded her arms, raising a brow at Lucas in a challenging way.

“Oh, she definitely will be.” Lucas smirked, shoving his hands into his pockets as he accepted the challenge.

Needless to say, he can’t wait to make you his.

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Everything seemed to be in such low energy today. In all honesty, it was just you feeling this way but you didn’t really care. You’re just glad that you haven’t ran into Lucas today, and he didn’t come up to talk to you like he usually did. It was painful and relieving at the same time.

“Did you get ran over by a bus?” Yuqi’s voice rang in your ear as she nudged your shoulder, leaning closer to look at your face. You gave her a small smile, pushing her away playfully before returning to your homework.

“I heard about it, sorry.” You shook your head at her, pursing your lips tightly. There was no need for her to apologise, it wasn’t her fault. She was merely trying to help.

“Still friends though?” Yuqi asks, looking down at her book as she tapped her foot against the ground furiously. She had to be careful around you due to how horrible her lying skills were, one look and you’ll see through her immediately.

“I guess so.. I haven’t seen him the whole of today.” You shrugged, trying to play it off as nothing. You pushed away the thought of Lucas avoiding you, finding yourself stupid to think that. He wouldn’t do that to you.

“Anyways, do you wanna hang out Saturday? Finals will be over by then and we can go relax, you know, get your mind off everything.”

“Sure, I have nothing on.” You smiled, taking up Yuqi’s offer. Quite frankly, you needed it.

“Great!” She clapped her hands together, nodding in triumph as she picked her pen back up to continue with her work, the smile never leaving her face.

“I think we should just stick to my plan.” Lucas suggests for the third time, eyeing you secretly from across the cafeteria. “Why can’t I talk to her? She’ll just feel worse.”

“It’s just two days, two days Lucas.” Ten emphasised, showing the digits with his fingers. “If you talk to her now, she’ll feel even worse, trust me.”

Lucas sighed, mumbling incoherent words to himself as he took a huge bite of his sandwich. You looked so sad, a smile never making its way onto your lips the whole time Lucas was watching you. You didn’t even turn your head in his direction.

How badly had he messed up?

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“Where is she?” You uttered to yourself, glancing at your watch. Yuqi had asked you to meet her at the park at 6.30, which was weird considering how you guys never make plans at night. Your watch now however, read 6.53.

Rolling your eyes, you walked towards the nearby bench, getting tired of standing. Next time, you don’t want to be the early one again.

Scrolling through your contacts for Yuqi’s number, you pressed the call button, pressing the device to your ear. Taking in a deep breath, you closed your eyes, relieved to finally get a breath of fresh air after finals.

Of course, you got sent straight to voicemail. Huffing in annoyance, you dropped your phone in your lap, looking at the scenery ahead instead. The lake was beautiful, the warm orange from the sunset reflecting into the waters.

Looking around aimlessly, you tapped your foot against the ground, trying to search for any signs of your best friend arriving. Yuqi’s usually always on time and if she’s gonna be late, she’ll have called you by now.

And although you did manage to find your best friend, it wasn’t Yuqi.

Your eyes widened to the size of saucers when you saw Lucas standing near the playground, looking around frantically. You froze for a second, not knowing what to do. What was he doing here?

Your heart started racing rapidly when his eyes locked with yours. Coming back to your senses, you immediately rip your eyes away from him, standing up quickly. He definitely saw you.

Grabbing your bag, you started walking away quickly, not wanting to talk to him just yet. You didn’t want to make things more awkward than it already was.

“Y/N, wait!” He called from behind, his footsteps loud against the ground. You squeezed your eyes shut, widening your steps as you pretended that you didn’t hear anything. But considering how Lucas was literally a head taller than you, it didn’t talk long before he eventually caught up with you.

“Hey..” He grabbed your wrist from behind, standing in front of you so that you couldn’t walk away again. “You saw me, why’re you avoiding me?”

“I’m not.” You lied, looking down at your feet. “I’m waiting for Yuqi.”

“You know how your ears turn red when you lie?” Lucas asked in amsement, smiling down at you. “They’re doing their thing now.”

You remained silent, bringing your hands up to rub at your ears. Great, you couldn’t even deny it now.

“Stop running away from me,” Lucas whispered, taking a step towards you. “It sucks, not talking to you.”

“I was busy with exams,” You nodded, coming up with an excuse that could justify your actions. “I didn’t have time.”

“Really? Or are you just upset because I said that I’m going to prom with someone else?”

“N-no.” You stuttered, finally lifting your head up to look at him. “I told you it was fine. Why would I be upset about it?”

“Because I’ll be with her the whole night. Because I’ll dance with her, laugh with her, have fun with her. Because she’s not you.”

You gulped, breaking eye contact with Lucas as he spoke your heart out for you. When did he figure out your feelings for him? You swore you had kept it subtle.

“Y/N,” Lucas whispered seriously, grabbing your shaking hands in his as he interlaced your fingers together. “You like me don’t you?”

Your heart was just about to beat out of your chest at this point. Your breathing was unsteady as you looked at your hand linked with his. Denying it was impossible at the point.

“Yeah,” You admitted, your head hanging low since you didn’t dare to look at him. “I like you, okay? I have for 2 years now, and I didn’t want my feelings to ruin our friendship especially since.. you were with Lia at that point in time. I just didn’t know how to tell you and I’m scared that-”

Lucas pulls you towards him, grabbing your face in his hands as he leaned down to press his lips against yours, stopping you from rambling on any further. You let out a sound of surprise, your eyes staring at Lucas’s closed ones. Blinking, you let your eyes flutter shut, your hands moving up to grip his sleeves as you kissed him back.

Feeling you reciprocate, Lucas smiled into the kiss, his hand travelling down to your waist to tug you closer, if even possible. You felt your head spinning from happiness, everything seemingly too good to be true. It was exactly what you’ve imagined and more.

Breaking the kiss, Lucas pressed his forehead against yours, his breath hot on your face. Opening your eyes to look at him, you can’t help but smile, he was looking at you as if you were the only thing that matters to him.

“I like you too, so so much.”

You felt your cheeks heating up at his confession and honestly, you didn’t really care if Lucas noticed or not.

Your best friend of years, Lucas Wong, just said that he felt the same for you.

“I’m sorry I made you upset.” Lucas nodded apologetically, his gaze soft. “I was going to ask you to prom and I didn’t expect you to make a move first, hell I didn’t even know if you liked me back. So I lied, that someone else was you, that was the only excuse I could think of at that time.”

“You could have just agreed you know?” You hummed, pushing his shoulder playfully.

“I know, I know.” He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. “I’ve gotten it a lot for the past few days.”

“This was all planned huh?” You asked, realising why you’re in the park in the first place. “Yuqi was never gonna come.”

Lucas smiled down at you sheepishly, letting out a laugh that was music to your ears. Grabbing your hands once again, his expressions turned serious, asking you the question that you’ll say yes to in a heartbeat.

“Be mine?”

Leaning up to peck him, you nodded yes, your smile reaching your eyes. Lucas’s smile reached yours as he pulled you into him, his arms encircling your waist as he hugged you.

“I guess I have a date to prom then?” You asked, your words muffled since your head was buried in his chest. Lucas chuckled deeply, his grip on you tightening.

“That makes two of us.”

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hi guys!! I decided to write something admist involved, and here you go!! Hopefully you guys like it. :)) I’ll still continuing posting new chapters for involved, so stay tuned!

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dontgotothenetherworld · 4 years ago

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ap psychology

anonymous asked: Can I request readers putting all her studying off till the week before AP exams and she starts studying an unhealthy amount, like sometimes forgetting to eat all day because of it and even made herself sick from stress over it but reader refuses to complain because she did it to herself and Lydia's just there helping her review and making sure she takes time to care for herself ect? Bonus if Reader thinks she did bad and Lydia assuring her she did fine and has an 'i told you don't moment?

anonymous asked: Totally didn't request that bc that's my situation-

for some reason when i tried to queue this w/ the original ask, tumblr wanted to put the cut in the ask and i couldn’t delete it

this is out of date now, but i was uninspired to write for a hella long time sorry. also! i’m going to draw from my experiences w/ ap this year, and the only ap exam i had to take was psych, so that’s also going to be the case for reader :)

also, i feel like my lydia is a bit out of character? idk it’ll probably take a while to get back to the way i used to write her.

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cw: femreader. food

you cursed under your breath. months ago, months! you told yourself you would start studying for your ap exam. you only had the one exam to study for, so you told yourself that if you just did a little bit everyday, you would be fine.

but here you were, about three days until your ap psychology exam, and you hadn’t studied any of it. you had hardly even watched the videos your teacher had posted as the digital learning content. but to be fair, the stuff he was talking about in them were the last unit or two of psych, and you wouldn’t have to worry about them, because you weren’t going to be tested on them.

you groaned and dragged your feet downstairs, to where you hid your backpack. the friday weeks ago, when your school told everyone that classes would go digital for a few weeks because of the coronavirus, your teacher had come prepared. he gave everyone that showed up to class, which, granted, wasn’t that many but still- a huge packet covering everything that you had studied this year. it was some forty pages long.

okay, it was, like, thirty five because you crossed out the pages about personality and disorders. which was a shame, because those are the units that everyone takes psychology to learn about. no one goes, “oh boy, i can’t wait to learn about how to test if a baby has depth perception!” or “i can’t wait to learn about all the different types of visual illusions!” but whatever.

you flipped to page thirty five, to see how many questions you were in for. just over 250, except that’s counting all the charts as individual questions. yeah, that makes sense. one and a half pages of listing what researchers discovered what is equivalent to answering which cortex of the brain processes visual stimuli.

wait a minute. lydia was also taking psych. studying sucks, but if you could do it with your girlfriend, that’d be so much less painful.

you texted her, “hey lyds, have u finished the psych packet yet?”

”yea i finished it yesterday, why?” she texted back almost immediately.

shit. looks like you’ll have to suffer through this alone. “nvm”

you looked at the time, 1:46. damn, already? it felt like you had only just woken up. you made yourself a coffee, and set up shop on the desk you have never used in your bedroom, with laptop open beside you. you planned on googling everything, rather than going through your notes, mostly because you forgot where you put them, but this would still take ages.

an hour passed, and you felt like you were dying on the inside. if you had to answer one more question about behavioral psych, you were going to scream. behavioral psych is by far the worst part of psychology! watson and skinner be damned! people are people not some computer code! people have feelings! you can’t just ignore them! and the feeling you were feeling right now was not a good one!

you wanted to stop, but you weren’t sure if you stopped now if you’d be able to finish the packet. so you kept on going.

you went another five hours, taking five minute tik tok breaks every hour to keep you sane. you looked at the clock, and realized you hadn’t eaten anything today. you grabbed a box of cheez-its and made your way back upstairs, and went back to work. this time, you ate a cheez-it every time you finished a question, or you filled out a row in a chart.

you didn’t know when you fell asleep, but you woke up in the morning with about half the packet filled out. considering the exam was in one day, and four-ish hours, you thought that was good.

as you made your morning coffee, you checked the messages lydia had sent you. “are you doing okay? normally we talk a lot but…” “wait, are you working on the study guide?” “y/n! please take breaks! remember! you need food!” “and water!”

you sent back, “if i eat my cheez-its, and i drink my coffee while i study, then i don’t have to take breaks.”

you went back to your desk, and plugged your phone in across the room so you wouldn’t be distracted. but also because you forgot to charge it before you passed out, so it was at three percent, because apparently you had kept it open to tik tok all night, and the video just kept looping. oops.

for a while, the studying seemed easier. you felt like you had less to do, and you didn’t need to worry about getting it done in time, because you had more than enough of it. but because you didn’t need to rush, you became more productive.

you finished the second half of the packet by six that evening. you do admit, you got a bit lazy in the last few pages, but it was done!

shit. studying isn’t just writing stuff down, you have to read it over, right? you don’t really study that much.

but you decided to take an hour or two’s break for… breakfast? dinner? maybe even lunch? whatever, leftover pizza, because you had just only now just realized the intense rumbling in your stomach.

you checked your phone for the first time in hours. you were actually kind of proud of yourself. you usually were on your phone every waking hour, which was probably a problem, but you had shown enormous restraint… by spending every waking hour staring at your laptop. it’s all about choosing your battles.

you quickly dismissed some twitter notifications before tapping on a new message from lydia. “babe, i’m getting really worried about you, please call me when you see this.” you furrowed your brows. worried? about you? why?

you called lydia, and she picked up nearly immediately.

”y/n!” she gasped with relief, “don’t do that to me again!”

you felt stupid for wondering what she was talking about, but you kind of needed to know, “what do you mean?”

”you’ve been offline for hours, and i couldn’t get to you! and then when i heard what you were eating, that got me worried. have you eaten today?”

”three slices of pizza right now.” you swallowed a bite.

”is that your first meal today?”

”unless you count coffee, yeah. i’ll do better tomorrow, i promise. speaking of tomorrow, we’ve got the psych exam, and i need to keep studying. i’ll call after the exam, so like three?”

”y/n.”

”yeah?”

”you do realize this exam is online, right? and at home?”

”uh, yeah.” you swallowed.

”and you have both a laptop and a phone?”

”lydia, what are you saying?” cheating. she was definitely talking about cheating.

”i’m saying, that you don’t really need to know the definitions, because our dear old pal google can be there to help you out with those. and you’re smart, so i assume you know the concepts.”

”you think very highly, of me, my dear.” you took another bite of pizza. “so, what you’re saying is, i wasted two days studying?”

”yes, that is exactly what i’m saying.”

”shit. wait, why were you studying?”

”ugh, because i am nowhere near as good as you at being able to understand things.”

”you know, definitions explain the concept too.”

”what are you saying?” asked lydia.

”i think we’ve both wasted a lot of time studying when we didn’t need to.”

”fuck.” lydia breathed.

”yeah, we’re both idiots. do you wanna watch something on netflix? you haven’t finished parks and rec yet, right?”

”no, i just finished an episode before you called me.”

”which one?”

”season four, episode seven.”

”wait, is the next episode smallest park? we need to watch that, like, now.”

@meangirlsx @meangirlmurphy @eliza-is-confused @boredomimi @book--butterfly

#beetlejuice #beetlejuice musical #beetlejuice braodway #beetlejuice fanfiction #lydia #lydia deetz #lydia x reader #lydia deetz x reader #fic

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variantia · 2 years ago

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Anonymous said : How are you feeling, Bum?

// BUM.

“ Oh, uhm ... me ? How am I ... um ... I-I guess ... I guess I’m feeling OKAY ...? ”

He pauses for a moment to assess his emotions, doing his best to practice being mindful instead of just saying what seems easy.

He’s ... okay. “ ... Yeah. Okay. I’m ... I’m okay. ”

And he’ll take okay over MISERABLE.

#killing stalking tw #you scream into the void ; the void screams back. ( ANSWERED ASKS. )#is that a mask ? ( ANONYMOUS. )#some days it feels like a wrecking ball is swinging through my ribcage. ( BUM. )#(( if u listen real close u can hear me WEEPING in the background !! ))#why put off till tomorrow what I can queue today ? ( QUEUE. )

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variantia · 1 year ago

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Ren snorts softly, offering a shrug at the idea that such people are just ‘ fans ’ of animals. Anything’s possible, though, right ? “ Oh, yeah, there are lots of those different conventions. Whatever floats people’s boats, I guess … it’s just kinda weird knowing there’s a bunch of people who’d be into me JUST because I have ears and a tail ! Not bad, just … weird. Some people even have the ears that can move. Now, that’s kinda freaky, seeing fake ears move like my real ones do, haha ! ”

He sticks his hands in his pockets, one ear perking up. “ … Yeah, no kidding ? I never got to know my boss’ friend that well. I know his name was Sano … but he only came around when one of us was really hurt or sick. All I really know about him is he was SCARY. It’s … good to see not all of ‘em are like that. I think it’s the whole snake thing and the fangs that give you the creep factor, you know ? Plus … Sano was venomous. Oof. He had a brother too, uhhh … I wanna say his name was Akira. He was a constrictor, though. What’s your friend, uh — Kalyan ? Do you know if he’s venomous or a constrictor ? I think constrictors are… pff, less scary. ”

“Oh, those people! Okay okay, I know what you’re talking about now!” Beams the alien woman, “I just thought at first they were like.. fans of animals or somethin’.” Black Star notes aloud, which is followed by a small hum. “One time I saw people in line waiting to get inside a CONVENTION THINGY and a few people had furry ears on their heads, I thought they were kinda cool looking!”

“Wait, did ‘ya say Naga?” The Gem’s eyes blink a few times in rapid succession. “I know a Naga, his name’s Kalyan!” Black Star’s smile was bright enough to light up a room. “It’s weird ‘cause at first he scared me.. but I got to know him and he’s not so bad!”

#blackstardiopside #and I'll show you that I am not nothing. ( REN. )#( VERSE. ) leave behind your heartache ; cast away.#why put off till tomorrow what I can queue today ? ( QUEUE. )

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fanficshiddles · 5 years ago

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Alluring whispers, Chapter 7

Hope was torn once again about whether to tell the rest of the team about Loki’s visit to her room. Well, bathroom this time.

She kept replaying in her mind what Loki had said. That she would be the one begging him for him to take her… He couldn’t be serious, could he?

She decided to skip telling the others about that encounter. It was already embarrassing enough that he had caught her naked and fresh out of the shower.

The following few days were calm for Hope. There was no more sign of Loki, much to her relief.

She was just enjoying her down time one afternoon, reading a book in her room when there was an urgent knock on the door. It was Bruce, looking really worried.

‘What’s wrong?’

‘We need you, quickly!’ He grabbed her hand and the two rushed through the compound and outside.

Hope saw one of their aircrafts outside, they were not long back from a mission. But being carried out of it by Thor was Natasha, and being carried by Vision was Wanda. They were both badly injured.

‘What the hell happened?’ Hope asked as she ran over to them.

‘We were ambushed on the mission. Nat and Wanda were first off the ship and got the brunt of the attack.’ Steve explained.

Natasha and Wanda were placed down on the grass on front of Hope. She crouched down over Natasha and ran her hands over the top of her, concentrating to try and find where her injuries were.

‘What kind of attack?’ Hope asked, trying to get as much information as possible while she then scanned Wanda too.

‘Blasters, not normal guns or bombs though. Alien.’ Said Clint.

Hope managed to find the issues in Natasha. She was bleeding internally and had multiple broken bones. So she closed her eyes and concentrated on pushing her healing energy through into her. It took a little while because of the extensive injuries, but everyone was so relieved when Natasha let out a gasp and shot straight up in shock.

The omega then moved straight on to Wanda to do the same thing. Again, it took some time but she succeeded in saving Wanda too. Making it look so easy to the rest of them.

Wanda and Natasha were up on their feet within minutes, feeling completely fine.

Hope sat on the grass, getting her breath back. That had taken so much out of her. She knew it was going to take a while to recover from this one.

‘Hope, are you ok?’ Thor asked.

‘Yeah. Just… knackered.’ She said and waved her hand at him.

‘We owe you, Hope. Honestly, I don’t know what we would do without you.’ Natasha said, helping Hope up to her feet. She gave her a big hug, so did Wanda.

‘Just doing my job.’ Hope shrugged. ‘Now I need to go nap.’ She was struggling to keep her eyes open.

‘Do you want me to help you back?’ Tony offered.

‘No, I’ll be fine. Honest. Just make sure no one else gets hurt till tomorrow at least. I don’t know how much more energy I have for today.’ She said with a smile, patting Tony on the arm as she headed back inside.

Hope and the team all failed to notice a figure standing on the roof, watching what was going on.

When Hope got back to her room, her bed looked sooo inviting. And she didn’t even bother to change into her pjs as she collapsed onto it and crawled up to the top, letting out a sigh of relief.

She had just closed her eyes when she suddenly felt him.

But she was so tired.

‘Not now, Loki. Please.’ She whined and turned her face down into the pillow, not even opening her eyes to look at him.

She heard his footsteps move around her bed, then the bed dipped at the side.

‘My poor darling. You’re exhausted.’ He purred and started stroking her hair, making her melt even more into the bed if that was possible.

She wasn’t sure why she wasn’t too worried about him being in her room again. Was it perhaps because she was SO bloody tired? Maybe... Or maybe it was after the revelation yesterday where he said he wouldn’t rape her, and there was definitely no chance that she would ever beg him for it. So in a way, where was the danger now?

It totally wasn’t the fact that his touch felt like heaven. His voice was like velvet swimming through her veins and she oddly felt safe when he was around. No, not at all that…

But her mind was still slightly ticking over, even though she was half asleep.

‘Whaddyawant?’ She grumbled, turning her head slightly and opening one eye to take a peek.

He was smiling sweetly down at her while his fingers glided through her hair.

‘I just wanted to see you. That was very impressive what you did out there, saving them from the brink of death. My clever little omega.’ He purred.

She closed her eye again and Loki noticed a very small smile tug on her lips. Her breathing slowed down and her body relaxed even more.

‘Sleep, pet. I will watch over you.’

Hope woke up and stretched, feeling so refreshed after her nap. She rolled over and took a moment to focus. That’s when she spotted Loki sat on a chair by the window, reading.

She froze and her eyes went wide. He was still here? How long had she even been asleep for?

Sitting up, that’s when she realised she was wearing one of her nightgowns. The realisation that Loki must have changed her made her feel a little on edge.

‘Ah, you’re awake. Did you sleep well, pet?’ Loki smiled and had his book disappear.

Hope’s mouth was open for a while, not sure what to say. She looked around the room, then her eyes landed on the clock.

‘Oh my god!’ She gasped and leaped out of bed. She’d been asleep for over twenty-four hours!

‘I am, yes. But calling me Loki is just fine.’ Loki teased. He stood up and started stalking around the bed towards her.

‘Why didn’t you wake me? How could I sleep for that long? Did you drug me? What did you do?’ She panicked.

‘Shhh, calm down.’ He walked up to her and cupped her cheek. ‘I didn’t do anything to you… Apart from change you into something comfier.’ He said with a cheeky smirk. ‘I may have also been keeping everyone out of the way, so you could rest well. I saw how exhausted you were, and you needed to sleep.’

Hope’s eyes widened again. ‘Wh… what did you do?’

Loki cocked his head and chuckled. ‘Always thinking the worst. I haven’t harmed anyone, if that’s what you’re thinking. Though your friends may be going out of their mind slightly. I put a protective spell over your room, so no one can get in. They’ve been blasting and trying to Hulk their way through.’ Loki chuckled and glanced over at the door.

Hope looked confused. ‘Why?’

‘So you could rest. They already wanted you to heal someone else a mere two hours after you went to sleep.’ He walked over to the door and leaned against it to listen, he could hear them still trying to get in.

‘They do not appreciate you, my dear. They take advantage of your gift. What you can do is truly incredible. But they are treating you like a machine.’ He walked back over to her and cupped her face in both hands. ‘You need to look after yourself, too. You needed that sleep, or you wouldn’t have slept for so long. I merely allowed it to happen without interruption. You can do such wonderful things with your gift. But not if you are over-worked. Pushed to your limits.’

‘They… they aren’t taking advantage of me, Loki. They appreciate me.’ Hope said quietly, her mind not quite focusing from the closeness of the Alpha and his touch.

‘Just do not let them tire you out.’ He said softly. In that moment, Hope got lost in his eyes. And what was this? Was he truly, genuinely, worried about her health? It was... weird. But also, a little endearing.

She blinked a few times, she had to focus. This was Loki.

'I better go see if they’re alright.’ She pulled away from Loki, away from his touch. Even though deep down she wanted to do the complete opposite.

Loki sighed and shrugged. ‘Very well.’ He clicked his fingers and suddenly the door burst open, Tony and Clint came barging through, eyes wide when they saw Loki.

He turned to them and waved cheekily, then in a flash he was gone before they could get him.

‘Hope! Are you ok? What did he do?’ They both asked, rushing towards her. The rest of the team came barging into her room too.

‘I’m fine. He didn’t…’ Hope froze and looked confused. ‘He didn’t do anything.’

The team all looked just as confused too, looking between themselves.

‘We’ve been trying for hours and hours to get in! We thought he was hurting you, or worse.’ Natasha said.

‘I was just… sleeping. I was so tired, when I got into bed he appeared and just…’

‘Just, what?’ Thor asked, worried.

‘He just stroked my hair, and I fell asleep.’ Hope said honestly.

Natasha and Tony shared a what the fuck? look.

‘He stroked your hair? And that’s it?’ Wanda asked, looking at her in disbelief.

‘Yeah. That’s all that happened. When I woke up, he told me that I needed to rest and that’s why he put up some sort of shield around my room. I slept all this time.’ Hope shrugged.

The team were silent, all in shock. Thinking the worst had happened.

‘Well… he shouldn’t have gotten in here in the first place.’ Tony said and stormed out of the room, adamant to upgrade the security system. Again.

‘Alright, well… at least you’re ok. But we need to come up with something more to protect you.’ Said Bruce.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Hope just ran her hand down her face. ‘I need to get dressed… Do you all mind?’ She motioned to the door.

‘Yeah, sorry… There’s a queue of people, by the way, waiting for you at your room.’ Clint said on his way out with the rest of them.

When Hope was ready and turned the corner towards her healing room, she stopped dead and rolled her eyes.

‘Great. That’s not a queue, that’s a bloody mob!’ She groaned, internally cursing Clint.

There were loads of agents waiting outside her room with various ailments.

It took her all evening to heal everyone that was needing. Luckily, she was able to use her creams and potions for most of them, so she wasn’t too tired by the time she was finished.

She grabbed something to eat from the kitchen before going back to her room to sleep. Even though she only woke up that afternoon from a very long sleep, she felt like she could sleep for that long again.

But she froze when she entered her room. She could smell him. He’d been here, again.

Though there was no sign of him still being there, which made her a bit more relieved. It wasn’t until she was ready for bed, about to get in, when she spotted a small box on her pillow.

She picked it up and flipped it open, her eyes widened and her mouth fell open when she saw the most beautiful bracelet inside. It was a fine silver bracelet with the most beautiful greeny-blue gemstone, the Paraiba Tourmaline.

‘Oh my god.’ She gasped, hand over her mouth.

There was no need for her to wonder about who it was from, because it was blatantly obvious. Not to mention his scent was all over the box.

‘So much for Tony’s supposed security upgrade.’ She muttered to herself.

#Loki #Tom Hiddleston #fan fiction #alluring whispers #alpha Loki #omegaverse

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babeejeon · 5 years ago

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FIRST SNOW

-Jungkook Fluff-

Requested by @rosiegukk

‘Playing in the snow with gukkie?’

Author note:

Thank you so much for requesting!! I might write a little different than only playing in the snow, but i hope it is lovely enough to not to mind. Also, I am not sure where I read or learn about first snow thing, but I knew it is romanticised something. I searched a little and find out it is also related to Korean culture.

Anyways, I hope you will enjoy reading it~ Also need to mention that, reading ‘Symbols in the snow and kisses under the birch(jjk)’ from @alwayschoosechocolate gave me enough energy to finish writing this. I was actually waiting to finish my draft after my finals, but I am happy to finish.

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First snow in the year has always been something for you, it has always been more intensely important to you than other people. When you were six, you watched a movie about two lovers falling in love in the first snow and the idea mesmerised you. You decided that you should definitely fall in love in first snow.

Either because of this dream of yours or your dramatically romantic being, you never feel it coming. Or it might be just that it simply didn’t come. But all your friends blamed you for having unrealistic expectations. They said you are thinking too much, resisting and making it harder. But for you, you simply waited for some kind of a spark. You know that first snow in a year is only once, you know it is just a childish dream. But other than that, you just wanted someone sincere. You just wanted it all to happen naturally. That’s why your friends’ effort to send you blind dates or pushing you to double dates with their boyfriends’ best friends didn’t help. You didn’t want anyone to date, you wanted someone to fall head over heels. You want it to happen out of sudden, turn your life upside down.

But as every other people, life does not give people everything they want, especially what they really want.

So, 20 year later, now, as a 26-year-old adult, you start to lose your belief in finding the love of your life. Maybe he was one of the main characters of one of your favourite novels. Maybe he was so unreal that, he only appeared in your dreams. Maybe just like how you give up the idea of falling in love in the first snow, finding your significant other would be given up, too.

Actually, you were never a type of a girl who complains being alone. You have always been alone, so why would you bother? It is only your friends who are complaining and rubbing it to your face. And only that times you feel a little bad. Not for not having a boyfriend but for not being like them. Your friends dated several guys and broke up of course. They cried each time and healed after some time. It was very usual for them and for most of the people of your age. Tiny worry reaches your heart, like ‘am I weird? ‘ but it is long forgotten when you read romance novels all night. After all, all of the impossible loves become possible at the last chapters.

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November 1st

You woke up to a freezing morning. You normally complain about the cold mornings, but today you got up from your bed eagerly. Grabbing your new red pen from your drawer, you ran to your calendar.

“It is finally November!” you told to yourself and giggled. You opened the page of November and drew a little heart next to November 1st.

The excitement you feel every November was back to you, so you ran to your closet to choose a lovely outfit for celebrating the arrival of November.

After choosing your outfit for the day, you took a hot shower. It took an hour of you getting ready. While making your make up and styling your hair, you dance and sing along the radio. It was a good start to November, so when you were leaving home for work you were positive that this November is going to be a good one.

On the way to work, you continued to sing along to the radio while driving. Even the annoying morning traffic didn’t annoy you, because you left home too early, due to waking up early.

When you parked your car to the parking lot of your workplace, you checked your watch to see if you have a time for a quick trip to the coffee shop. When you see that there is still one hour, you quickly took your belongings and walked towards the coffee shop. It was only 5 minutes away from your office, so it became your superhero on the six months you have been working here. Their coffee taste amazing and their desserts are super tasty. Also, their playlist are a bop and they have super kind baristas, who puts extra cream to your frappes.

But your usual is cappuccino and double chocolate cookie. No matter how many times you get them, you never get bored of them. Just walking there, you already started to dream your cookie.

As you entered the coffee shop, you see a little queue. You quickly entered the queue and looked if they still have your cookie. There was one last of it, so you felt relieved. None of the people in front of you looks like a type to eat double chocolate cookie in the half-past seven am. One of them was a super slim girl, whose order you guess is filter coffee. Then, a man in his forties, who looks like he is going to order latte. And you... A cappuccino with double chocolate cookie. While you were daydreaming, the queue was processing pretty quickly. After the man it is your time to order. He checked out and you smiled in satisfaction while looking at your cookie.

“Hyung! You saved the cookie for me! I love you!” a guy said from behind you. You turned at him with disbelief.

“He what?” you asked. The guy who has a big smile on his face, finally looked at you.

“Ah! I am sorry Miss. I look like I am abusing your turn. But I know the barista, so I am going to leave after getting my cookie. “ he gave you a apologetic smile.

“Who said it is your cookie? “you said. He looked dumbfounded.

“Huh?”

“I came here before you, so it is definitely my cookie!” you said sassily.

“Uh.. I..” he couldn’t find something to say and scratched the back of his neck with a visible nervousness on his face.

“Actually, I was on the line for buying that cookie to my daughter.” The woman behind you told. A toddler was holding her hand tightly. You smiled at the sight.

“Seems like the little one needs the cookie more than us!” you said with a smile to the little girl who is shyly looking at her mom.

“Thank you!” her mother said and bought the cookie. You waved to the little girl and ordered yourself one filter coffee. You gave death glared at the man and left the coffee shop with your bitter filter coffee. On your way to office you huff and puff.

“He ruined my perfect morning! I lost my cookie and ended up with a filter coffee. I don’t even love filter coffee!!!”

When you reached the office with a big pout on your face, you expected Hyunseok to ask you what’s wrong. But when you entered the office, there was a chaos that you didn’t even know the cause of it. Thus, while trying to figure out the situation, you forgot the cookie.

When your eyes spot Hyunseok, you approached him after putting your bag and coat to your desk.

“What’s going on here today?” you asked.

“The new manager.” He said without even looking at you, he was busy with listening the gossip of your colleagues.

“New manager?” you asked.

“New manager of our department, Y/N. How come you don’t know?” he looked at you in disbelief.

“How can I know that they when they find a manager without seeing the person? I am not one of you gossipers..” you said.

“Yeah yeah.” He said with his attention already on another place. Not only his but everyone’s attention, even yours.

The same man in the coffee shop.

“You, cookie stealer!” you shouted while pointing at him.

All eyes turned at you, including his. Your colleagues have panic in their eyes, but you were too frustrated to notice their looks. His eyes however, has a mischievous glint in them.

“I didn’t steal your cookie!” he said with a smirk.

“Yes, you did more than that. You ruined my morning joy.” You said.

“You gave that cookie willingly to that toddler.” He smiled in a way that made you madder.

“What could I do in that state? She was looking at me innocently.” You said in disbelief.

“Well love, that is not my problem.” He said and shrugged his shoulder.

“But it is because of you!” you furrowed your brows. Before he can answer, the general manager came from the room the man came.

“Enough with the tantrum, Y/N.” the general manager said.

“But..” before you can reply he continued.

“I am here to introduce you all to our new manager for the project department but seems like Y/N is fast to beat me. Anyways, everyone meet Jeon Jungkook, he is going to be the one you are responsible to. “

You were speechless. Everyone was eagerly meeting him, trying to show off themselves. But you were frustrated, so you leave to your desk.

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You worked all day trying to ignore everything around you. All of your colleagues were talking about him and you put your earbuds in order to not hear any of that. But it was hard for you to ignore it all, because time to time you see him, even worse time to time your eyes meet his and he gives you cocky smiles.

You repeated yourself to calm down till you end your work. When it is finally time that you can leave work, you didn’t waste any time. You even ran to the elevator and catch it before it leaves, because you didn’t want to stay there anymore for today. You shouted for the person inside to hold the elevator, but when elevator’s doors opened you regretted it immediately.

There, Jeon Jungkook is smiling at you.

You entered the elevator and mumbled a quick thank you. He was smiling but you ignored it. When the elevator reached the ground floor, you were hurrying to leave.

“Wait Y/N!” he said. You turned at him, even if you didn’t want to.

“Yes?”

“See you tomorrow!” he said and winked at you. You rolled your eyes at him and left to home.

---

Next morning you entered the coffee shop with a determination to buy your cookie. However, there was no cookie. So you bought your cappuccino and turn to leave the shop, again in a pout, but someone call your name.

“Y/N here, I bought you a cookie.” You see Jungkook is approaching you with two cookies in his hand. He smiled and hold one of the cookies for you.

“No, thanks.” You said and turned to leave. But he held your arm.

“I bought it for you, to apologize.” He smiled.

He had a sincere glint in his eyes, but you were not a one to admit it so you take your arm and leave. However, he was following you behind.

“Oh my god Y/N, you are so stubborn.”

“YES, I AM.”

---

Following three weeks passed with Jungkook not letting you live and you trying to run away from him. He was using every chance to pick on, you were using every chance to ignore, however he was seeming to be luckier than you.

On November 27th the weather forecasts were warning everyone for the expected heavy snow in the evening. It would be the first snow of the year, another first snow you are alone to watch. You sighed.

You were so eager in the morning of November 1st but starting from that day you have been dealing with Jungkook and his never-ending attempts to annoy you. You didn’t even have time to think about the first snow till today. But the weather forecasts were there to make you face it. So, today you were silent and in your own melancholic bubble.

You managed to dodge Jungkook’s attempts to annoy you. You left the office in peace and went to the coffee shop to buy yourself a cup of coffee. You get your coffee and turned to leave the coffee shop but Jungkook get in your way.

“Y/N, come sit with me!” he said.

“Sorry, I need to leave.” You said.

“You have been running away all the time.”

“I really need to leave this time, we can drink some coffee another time.” You said sadly.

“Why?”

“I.. It is going to snow, you know.” You said and looked down.

“So? If you are afraid, I can drive you home.” He offered with a little smile.

“No, that’s not that. I just want to be home at first snow.” You said feeling a little bad to admit it.

“Huh?? Why is that?” he asked curiously.

“Look, this might sound stupid but my dream from childhood was falling in love in the first snow. And seems like it is another year that I couldn’t find my significant other.” You said trying to not to meet his eyes.

“How do you know that? It hasn’t even snowed yet.”

“How can I find him, it is only a few hours away.” You said.

“Of course you can’t find him if you lock yourself to home on first snow. Stay here, we can drink coffee and I can but you a cookie or two. When it snows, we can go play with it. Maybe you can meet with your one. The street will be full of people who are there to enjoy first snow.” He smiled.

“Do you think I will?” you asked.

“Can’t promise but you will have more chance than staying at home.” He said and you smiled at his words. For the first time his words didn’t annoy you, even encouraged you. You took the chair and sat in front of him.

He gave you a big smile.

“Look, we took another step on our friendship. First snow is bringing goodness already.” He said eagerly. You laughed at his words.

“So, you are still buying me a cookie, or that was just for convincing me?” you asked. He laughed heartily.

“You really love cookies, don’t you?” he asked, and you nodded.

“Let me get some, real quick. Do you want any other thing?” he asked.

“No.” you said shyly. You were super confident while asking him to buy you cookie, but now feeling super shy.

A few minutes later Jungkook came with five or more cookies in his hands.

“Why so many?” you questioned. He shrugged his shoulder.

“Just in case if we both decided to eat the last one.” He said and you both giggled at his words.

He sat his chair and took one of the cookies.

“Finally, we can eat cookies together, in peace.” He said while looking at you with a weird smile in his eyes.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” you blushed and glanced away.

“I don’t know, maybe I am wondering if you still hate me after buying you cookies.” He teased you.

“I am not hating you, just annoyed by you.” You said and mentally facepalmed yourself.

“Oh, that really made me content!” he mocked you.

“No, I mean, I was just seeing you as an enemy, because of my cookies!” you said and laughed.

“You are crazy Y/N!” he was trying his best to hold his smile.

“I hear that a lot!”

---

In the remaining of the evening you sat and talked with Jungkook about everything and anything. If they told you yesterday that you can talk with Jungkook about anything unrelated to work more than two minutes you would laugh their faces but turns out that Jungkook wasn’t a cruel cookie monster. He made you laughed so much, that you were about to forget the first snow for that night. However, the excited squeal of one girl on the cafe was there to turn heads of every customer in the cafe to the window.

“Babe, look, it is snowing!” she squealed and hurried her boyfriend to get out. Their coffees were long forgotten and a few seconds later they were kissing under the snow.

“Wow, a sight from a cheesy romance movie!” you sighed. Jungkook looked at you.

“Hey, don’t give up your hope! Tonight, we are finding the love of your life!” he said with a smile.

“Don’t tease me Jungkook! We both know it is not happening any soon.” you said with a half-smile.

“And why is that? It has just started, and we are not even out yet. You are finishing your last bite of your cookie and we are going out. We are going to walk all night and your lover will pop out in one street or another.” He hurried you.

“We will catch cold, if we walk in the snow.” You mumbled.

“You are going to find your lover, you need to make a sacrifice.” He took your hand and brought you outside. You felt your cheeks blushing.

‘Why is he even holding my hand??’ you thought to yourself.

In order to hide your blush, you decided to whine from cold.

“Don’t you think it is too cold to walk out?” you asked. Jungkook stopped walking and took off his scarf. He approached you and put his scarf around your neck.

“Here, you won’t feel that cold anymore. And we are not going to give up.” He said and continued to walk while holding your hand.

Although holding his hand was unusual, actually holding anyone’s hand for long was unusual for you, you tried to get used to, just for keeping your hand warm.

He was talking about everything. One minute he is pointing how beautiful the snow looks, the second he was complaining about his neighbour’s dog who always barks at him angrily. It was beautiful to listen to him talking keenly, but what you noticed is his handsome face that you never even paid attention before. Sure, you realized that your annoying new manager has good looks. But you never look at his face attentively. He shows his emotions and thoughts with his face, especially with his eyes, a pair of beautiful brown eyes. And even if time to time you are having a hard time to pay attention to his words, his eyes were giving you all of the feelings that you are supposed to get.

But just because you are staring him does not mean you are not listening to him. Of course, you pay attention to him and answer, but time to time his face becomes so attention grabbing, either with his attractive smile or cute reaction to the thing he is talking about.

Seems like you were lost in your thoughts while staring at his face for the nth time that night because you only paid attention to your surroundings when he stopped walking. You were in front of a park, where people were playing with snow. Either making snow angels or playing snowball with their loved ones.

“Would like to play?” he asked while looking at you.

“Snowball?” you asked.

“Why are you looking so surprised?” he asked.

“I don’t.” you laughed.

“We are playing, then?” he asked. You nodded at him. And the next second you were running to prepare a snowball to throw at him.

“You are too fast for a person who looks like I am asking the craziest thing to do!” Jungkook shouted while preparing his own snowball.

“Maybe I did it in order to take you by surprise, you never know Jeon Jungkook!” you said and threw a snowball at him. He was fast to dodge it.

“Right, you might be! But I am good at reacting, love!” he said cockily and threw his own before you have a chance to run away.

He gave you a childish smile and started to prepare his new snowballs, so do you.

An hour passed by you two running around, throwing snowballs to each other and laugh. It was definitely fun to play but tiredness was apparent on both of your faces and breaths.

“Y/N, how about continuing our war another day?” he asked.

“You are holding two damn snowballs in your hands Jungkook!” you said.

“I am ready to throw them down, I am tired.” He whined.

“Okay, then we are throwing them at the same time.” You said and counted.

When both of you threw your snowballs, he approached you with a smile.

“Look I am not that bad guy..” his words cut with a snowball hitting his back. You both turned back to see a man saying sorry for his poor skills of aiming.

You giggled, he pouted and you giggled more. You shook the snow from his back.

“Ahaha, poor you!” you smiled.

“Don’t be cruel!” he said and fake pouted.

“Enough with the snow. Let’s go before we really become sick.” You said and tried to drag him out of the park. But he held your arm to stop you.

“Look at these kids.” He pointed some kids making snow angels on the untouched snow.

“They look adorable!” your face beamed at the sight.

“Come on, we should make some too.” He said and dragged you to some untouched snow.

When he felt satisfied with the snow, he pushed you back gently and let himself fall back, too. You weren’t expecting that but happily complied.

Both of you were pushing your arms up and down while lying on the snow, like kids with giggles.

After a few minutes, you both were feeling satisfied with your snow angels but too tired to get up.

“We should take a photo of our snow angels.” He said and you nodded while looking at his eyes.

“Are you tired?” you asked.

“I…” before he can finish his words, he saw a snowball approaching you so he rolled his self on top of you and it hit him instead. However, you both were too distracted to care about the snowball. He was one or two inch away from you and his eyes were locked to yours.

“Y/N?” he asked.

“Huh?”

“I brought you out to find the love of your life, but is it too selfish if I kiss you?” he asked, still looking at you intently. Your eyes grew bigger at his bold words. But you weren’t at a state to hesitate, your heart was beating too fast to deny your feelings.

So, you pecked his lips quickly and pushed him from yourself before he can even understand what is happening.

However, you were already up, running away while holding your hands on your cheeks to hide your blush. But it was bold of you to think that you can run away from him, Jungkook was taller than you to catch you without even putting too much energy. He grabbed your wrist and turned you to face him. You look down to not to meet his eyes.

“You can’t run away like that after kissing me!” he said with a playful smile.

“I didn’t kiss you!” you protested. “I just pecked your lips.” You mumbled the last sentence.

He laughed at your words and you just felt your cheeks grow redder.

“Okay, let me correct. You can’t run away like that after pecking my lips!” he said and you look at him, clearly annoyed with his teasing. You stared his eyes while frowning but he was looking at you with heart eyes, which is not helping your situation and annoying you more.

“What?” you asked.

“You tell me.” He said.

“You started it first with asking me!” you protested.

“Can’t you just say?” He asked.

“Say what?” you asked back.

“Say that, I am not the only one to have this big crush!” he said, and you look at him surprised.

“Don’t look at me like that! You have been messing with my heart since that day you fought me for that cookie. I tried to start a little conversation with you, but you were still angry at me for that cookie. And when I convinced you to drink some coffee with me, I was trying to cheer you up for you to search for the love of your life. It broke my heart, but I just wanted to see you happy.

But all the time we walked, I felt so contented and happy. You were distractingly beautiful even when snow is ruining your makeup and the tip of your nose is red from cold.

You were giving the cutest reactions when my snowballs hit you, and my heart just beat faster as if it is not beating crazily. And you were smiling like a real angel, while making your snow angel. And I was just falling harder for you.

Is it too bad of me to wish that I am the love of your life that you fall in love in the first snow?” he looked at your eyes with his doe ones. You look at his eyes back.

“No, it wouldn’t.”

And you tiptoed to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around your waist to hold you. The snow was falling even harder, but both of you were too busy to care. After all, it was a real kiss, not a peck!

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Alluring whispers, Chapter 7

TITLE: Alluring whispers CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 7 AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki has the tesseract again and is captured by The Avengers. Where he discovers they have an omega who has healing powers living with them. He’s an Alpha and he wants her,badly. She is the epitome of all things good, and trying her best to avoid his seductive advances. But it’s not easy due to their instincts and biology. The Avengers do their best to keep the omega safe, but Loki is on the hunt and is hungry for her. RATING: M