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acavatica · 5 years ago

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i-wakeupstrange said:

i’m not including this in my review of the elevator fic because it was becoming its own huge, ridiculous tangent, but in short: it’s now my headcanon that Marco is into anime (OF COURSE why didn’t I realize sooner) and in a roundabout way that’s Peter’s doing. (he’s a little old for NGE but, I think, about the right age to have gotten real into, say, Robotech. and decide to show his son these shows. because he’s a Cool Dad. or tried to be before... you know.)

Peter told himself that he was watching cartoons because of the baby, but also all the baby books he’d tried to force Eva to read had said that babies have about a foot of vision and see colors like a dog. Then he told himself that he was watching cartoons because the bright colors and laser sounds kept him awake. At least that wasn’t a complete lie.

The full truth was that he thought Robotech was cool. It was serialized, which was more than he could say for any American TV shows. It wasn’t as if Peter could read Dune with a baby in his arms no matter how much he wanted to, even if he’d missed the last two books and another was coming out later that year. And it wasn’t as if Peter could read Dune anyway since he was off Ritalin again, but that was neither here nor there. TV shows would catch up to book series eventually.

The fact that it had a story he could follow was just a bonus. The real draw of Robotech was that it aired in marathons in the middle of the night. That was a lot less likely to wake up his ten-week-old than changing his Doctor Who tapes every four episodes. Plus, he’d had to pay someone on USENET to ship the tapes all the way from Brighton. If he wore them out, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to find the guy ripping VHS tapes on net.tv.drwho again.

Eva’s alarm went off, muffled by the bedroom door. Peter closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the couch cushion. 5:30 already. He’d been letting her get most of the sleep to reimburse her for the whole pregnancy thing, but now that she was going back to work, he wouldn’t even have a choice.

He listened to her shuffle around the kitchen. He heard every step of her putting on a pot of coffee. Eva never did anything quietly, but it hadn’t taken him long to get used to it. After all, there was nothing more comforting than knowing his ever-so-slightly evil partner would at least never be able to sneak up on him.

He opened his eyes to catch her shaking out her still-rumpled hair and stretching out the crick in her back. He heard that too, from all the way across the room. Another thing Peter was repaying her for. She saw him watching and closed the distance between them. Eva draped her elbows over the back of the couch and touched her cheek to Peter’s head. Peter took a deep breath, and he smelled her shampoo and the coffee and their new baby.

Putting his PhD on hold was worth it.

Eva cocked her head to the side, rolling her chin over Peter’s forehead. “Wow, look at her hair. Japan really has progressive ideas about the meaning of ‘spiral curls.’” She walked around to the front of the couch, plopped down, and held out her arms. “Hand him over.”

Marco started whining almost immediately.

“I’m surprised you know it’s Japanimation.”

Eva rolled her eyes. “We had Japanese cartoons in Mexico. And actually, the acting was way better than this.”

“Yeah, but were there giant fighting robots?”

“I dunno, this shit is for nerds.” Marco was still fussing in her arms, but she was looking down at him like she understood where he was coming from. “You’re gonna make our kid a nerd, aren’t you?”

Peter smiled. “I don’t know what you expected when you decided to have a baby with me.”

“Feh, yeah, ‘decided.’” Eva stretched her leg out and gave Peter’s knee a good nudge.

She pulled her leg back, crossed her ankles, and cradled Marco with her whole body. All three of them fell quiet, and Minmay sang Marco back to sleep.

⁠—⁠—⁠—

Marco was born whining, and after four years, he still only stopped when he was asleep.

“Why do I have to do daycare?”

“You asked to watch Voltron. It’s the fifth time we’ve watched Voltron. Please watch Voltron.”

Marco bobbed his head back and forth as he quoted the onscreen conversation between Queen Merla and King Zarkon: “The chamber is full of quarks. ⁠— Quirks? ⁠— No, quarks. You see, everything is made of atoms, and all atoms are made of quarks. ⁠— Hm, nice, but how does it work? ⁠— Well, there are six kinds of quarks: up, down, top, bottom, strange. And my favorite kind, charmed.”

“Well. At least we can be sure you’re my kid. And Eva’s. And of why I like this show.”

“If you like it, don’t complain.”

Peter ran his hand over his hair and tried to ignore how thin it was getting. “Definitely Eva’s kid…”

Marco rolled over closer to Peter and looked up at him pleadingly. “Whyyy do I have to do daycare?”

“Because,” Peter said reluctantly. “I finally finished school, and it was really hard, but I got a cool job out of it.”

Marco’s eyes basically tripled in size, and he poked out his lower lip. Definitely, 100% for sure, Eva’s kid. “But I’ll miss you.”

Peter sighed. “I’ll miss you too. But you’re starting school in the fall anyway, so think of it like practice.”

Marco crossed his arms and turned his eyes back to the TV. He stayed quiet for maybe a minute, long enough for the pilots to form Voltron. Without taking his eyes off the TV, he said, “What if they don’t know how to microwave Spaghetti-Os?”

“If there’s any lesson you have to learn, it’s that sometimes you have to settle for Spaghetti-Os that aren’t made by Chef Boyardee Champion of the World, Your Dad.”

“Spaghetti-Os aren’t even Chef Boyardee,” Marco mumbled.

Peter reached his leg over and nudged Marco’s knee with his foot. “Don’t you want to be brave like Lance?”

Marco pushed Peter’s foot away, crossed his arms again, and sank into the couch. “No. I wanna be diablo-lolical like Prince Lotor.”

“Well, Prince Lotor doesn’t even need his dad.”

Marco glanced over at Peter, and Peter grinned. Marco sank even further into the couch until his feet almost touched the floor.

⁠—⁠—⁠—

The bluish glow of the TV cast long shadows across the room. There wasn’t much contrast because it was a pretty dark movie, but Marco was still illuminated against the dull, colorless room. The volume was only one notch above mute, but he was sitting on his knees, so close to the TV that he could almost make out every word. It’s not like the sound would have bothered his dad, even if he turned it all the way up. Marco kept it low so he could still hear Peter breathing, and even acknowledging that feeling ate away his insides.

It had been a whole year, and for a while Marco had tried not to think about how he was the only thing keeping his dad alive, in more ways than one. It got harder the longer Peter didn’t get better. Marco didn’t even have cable to distract himself from his messed up life. He just had the same old VHS tapes, and they’d had to donate a bunch of them to Goodwill when they’d moved.

The box was still there, still packed and next to the TV, labeled in Marco’s sloppy kid handwriting. Peter hadn’t helped with the move⁠—it had mostly been Jake’s family and his mom’s relatives he’d never met and would probably never see again. Marco could still see his hands pulling the tapes off the shelves, sorting them, reading the labels in Peter’s sloppy grownup handwriting, and not being able to bear to throw away the memories of sitting between his mom and dad with popcorn in his lap, even if he might never be able to watch those tapes again.

There were only a few tapes scattered around the plastic milk crate the TV sat on. The rest were still in the box. Marco had gone through them dozens of times, and he was still limited to the few tapes he didn’t associate with a time when he had a family.

He’d never watched Ghost in the Shell with his dad. That was probably a good thing, because there was a lot of nudity, and that was always awkward. There was also some gore, which Peter knew gave Marco nightmares, even if he pretended not to be scared. Marco had played the movie in front of Peter dozens of times anyway, but his eyes didn’t track it, and he didn’t tell Marco that he should turn it off, he was too young to see all these nipples.

Marco turned around, blinded from sitting so close to the TV. He didn’t need to see his dad. He knew he was curled in on himself, his face buried in the place where the back of the couch met the seat and the arm. There was no way to know if he was asleep or awake, and Marco wasn’t even sure those words had meaning in Peter’s life anymore.

“Hey Dad,” Marco said, his voice creaky, either from disuse, disgust, or some other kind of emotion. “What do you think about the whole brains jacking into the internet thing? Realistic? It seems like the kind of thing you’d have worked on.” Marco listened to Peter’s breathing. It never changed. Marco could say anything. “You know. When you worked.”

Marco turned away, back to the TV. He pressed Stop, and the tape clicked off, flooding the room with light so bright and blue, it hurt his eyes. He pressed rewind and the whir of the tape drowned out Peter’s breathing. It was crazy, but as the VCR started to grind to the end of the tape, Marco was suddenly, irrationally, completely sure that when the tape stopped rolling, the room would be totally silent. His body flashed hot and then cold and his pulse pounded painfully in his temples.

The tape clicked off. Marco held his breath.

Peter breathed in. Out. In. Out.

Marco pressed play, turned the volume up a few more notches, and got to his feet. As he passed, he shoved his dad’s leg with his foot. He stood over him, waiting like he expected some kind of reaction. The TV lit up his motionless body in green, gray, white. The cyborg pulled the cables out of her neck and stood.

“If only someone would ghost hack you.”

Marco went into his bedroom⁠—the only bedroom⁠—and slammed the door.

⁠—⁠—⁠—

Marco’s back was flat against the dirt floor of the scoop, his head resting on his folded arms. His right leg was draped over Ax’s back and he’d slowly tangled his left leg up in Ax’s tail. Ax didn’t like that, and he knew Ax didn’t like it, and that’s why he’d taken it slow. He’d started by sticking his leg under Ax’s tail. He’d waited a couple weeks, and then he’d surreptitiously make a loop over the course of an hour. Now, after like a month of acclimating him, Ax’s tail was wrapped around Marco’s leg like a boa constrictor, and maybe Ax didn’t even notice.

He definitely noticed. Marco had just pulled off an incredible feat of exposure therapy. Ax just wasn’t allergic to how annoying Marco was anymore. Too bad the allergy was familial, and it was harder to wallow a hawk into submission.

<You’re not even watching,> Tobias complained.

Marco lolled his head to the side and pointed his eyes at the TV. “Why are you making me read TV, Tobias? The point of TV is to not have to read.”

<Subtitles are more authentic,> Tobias said, his voice dripping with condescension.

“But what about Ax? Poor Ax can’t read at all.”

<I can read,> Ax said, his voice a mixture of defensive and arrogant. <And even if I couldn’t, my translator chip has no trouble processing Japanese.> Snobbiness ran in their family too.

“I’m just saying, I’d be able to pay more attention if I could understand the words and look at the pictures at the same time. You know, how it’s intended to be consumed?”

<It’s intended to be consumed in Japanese.>

Marco rolled his eyes and sighed. It was the obnoxious kind of sigh, the voiced kind that’s practically a groan. “It’s just robots, dude, it’s not that serious.”

<Neon Genesis Evangelion is art, Marco,> Tobias said, ratcheting the pretension up to eleven. <It’s an exploration of how humanity would develop, given exposure to advanced alien technology in the face of an oncoming alien threat. And the only thing protecting humanity from annihilation is some teenagers with special powers. It’s like, relatable.>

“Wow,” Marco said sarcastically. “Never seen anything like that before.” That was basically the plot of Robotech mixed with Voltron, but boring.

Marco sat up on his elbows and narrowed his eyes. Ax tightened his tail ever so slightly around Marco’s leg, like he was trying to hold him back. Marco pulled his leg free. “That’s pretty funny, since how could you even have watched so much subbed anime when no one cared enough about you to buy you decent clothes or new shoes or Clearasil? Let alone to go out of their way to buy you anime, subtitled specifically, the way it’s intended, of course.”

Tobias stared at him. Ax stared at him. Hell, Shinji Ikari stared at him.

Marco couldn’t take even a minute of it. “Say something.”

Tobias opened his wings, fluttered to the edge of the scoop entrance, and flew away.

Ax was still looking at him with all four eyes. Marco squirmed, but he pressed his lips into a line and didn’t break eye contact.

<That was too far,> Ax said finally, his voice more gentle than Marco deserved. <Why did you react so forcefully?>

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Marco leaned around Ax, grabbed the remote, and changed the audio to English. “Let’s just watch this dumb robot show.”

#animorphs #axmarco #my fic #IS marco into anime?#cav answers asks

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centarscommunity · 4 years ago

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GEOMETRY OF POWER

“Why does the Winnower choose a (shape) of three points while the _Gardener forgoes them entirely?”

A metallic voice spoke into the dark of the tower halls and it echoed through the Titan’s mind. He awoke with a start and searched around his room for the source its source.

Silence followed his brief search and the Titan decided that going back to sleep was the current best course of action.

“Answer me.”

The metal voice wined softly into his head like that of a distant water pump in need of repair. The Titan shot upwards again. Still no one was around.

“Ghost, did you hear someone speaking just now?” He asked his companion.

“No. Just as quiet as usual here. Did you hear someone?” the Ghost gently beeped in response.

“I could have sworn I head something asking me a question. Keep an eye out for me would you?”

“Of course. I don’t technically NEED to sleep, so, I’m on it, Guardian.”

“Thank you.” The Titan laid his head back down onto his pillow and the second his skin touched the cotton of its case, he heard the voice loud and clear.

“Do… you… know….”

“RIGHT THERE!” The Titan exclaimed as he leapt out of his bed and began strapping on his armor. “Please tell me you heard it too!”

“I.. I didn’t. But I don’t doubt you. I’ll follow your lead Guardian.” Ghost seemed concerned but not overly so. They were in the Tower after all, the safest place on earth. In the Barracks, nonetheless.

“Alright just stay quiet then. I’ll move when I hear it next.” The Titan was fully geared up now and stood, listening to the silent hallway. It was a clear night, the moon cast pale shadows on the trees and columns of the barracks where guardians could choose to stay while stationed at the Tower. A solid 10 minutes passed before he decided to try and lay back down, keeping his armor on just in case. It was well fitted and not entirely uncomfortable. Once again, the moment his head touched the pillow the voice echoed down the halls to him.

“Answer me…”

Instead of sitting upright, the titan paused a moment, pondering the source of the voice. Taking a small, calculated gamble, the Titan decided to try and talk back to it.

“I do not know the answer.” He whispered to his ceiling.

Without missing a beat, the voice replied

“Seek the truth. Follow your ins%tTinct…. Follow…me e e….”

“Is everything alright, Guardian?” the Ghost inquired.

“Yes I’m alright. I answered its question, and it wants me to follow it. Didn’t say where it was, only that I should follow my instinct. Keep me safe, yeah?”

“That’s my job, Mr.. Be careful though” Ghost spun his shell around itself quietly and the Titan smirked in response.

He stood up from the bed and began to walk out of the room. He walked forward, fearlessly. The barracks were secured every night by redjacks, the likelihood of whatever this voice was coming from turning out to be truly threatening was low. At the first crossing hallway, the Titan looked up at his ghost who gave an implied shrug and said “I’m following YOU.”

“Right. Ummmm. I think I should go left.” The titan stepped forward, continuing to follow his intuition and hoped that he wasn’t about to walk in circles for an hour at 3am chasing a lucid dream. After around 20 minutes of walking the duo came to a dead end in a small courtyard. The stonework was weathered and cracked in places and the plants seemed to have suffered months of neglect.

“I have no idea where we are, Ghost, but I’m heading back to bed now. This is a dead end anywa–“

As he turned around, he found himself face to face with another titan. Clad in identical armor to his down to the same left-side damage to his helmet. Every cell in his body told him to run, that this titan was not correct, that the thing that stood before him was not what it seemed to be, but he found himself frozen in place.

“The !Winnower embodies a shape of thr3e points. The ?Gardener does not. Do You w{ish to know why?” The voice hissed and vibrated as if it was being run through a distortion filter and the gain had been turned too high.

“I…. uhhh… what are you…” the Titan stammered out

“Do you wish to know whyyy-yyy” the entity interrupted him

“I… I …. I guess so…. (Ghost! HELP ME OUT HERE)” the Titan barely got the words out.

“Three points, your ~TRI_ANGLE, is the strongest shape. When any FORCE comes up against a point, its energy is divideddd – split. The Triangle distributes all force throughout it sself and focuses its mass into a point.” The distortion in the entity’s voice waxed and waned as it spoke. “It is the *STRONGGGEST ShAPE”

“….okay… alright. Why does the Traveler embody a sphere then?” The titan was terrified and gripped his sidearm with sweaty palms, waiting for an opening or obvious show of malicious intent.

“The Gardener does nn n not have points. The _Circle0 s the WEAKEST shape. It can be stretchchched, or bent. It does not hold pressure well. Why do yOU choose the Gardener,,,,? It is not STRONG.”

The Ghost swirled into view and announced loudly with conviction. “Because the TRAVELER gives LIFE and does not TAKE IT. Now Leave us alone whatever you are!”

The Not-Titan stepped backward at the glowing light the Ghost had begun to emit. Each step seemed wobbly like that of a child that was first learning to walk. As it moved further back, the Guardian felt his wits returning to him and pulled his sidearm from its holster and drew it on the entity.

“TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE OR YOU DIE RIGHT NOW!” Rage and terror coursed through the Titan’s words as he shouted.

The entity stood upright at the threat of violence and its unusual posture and gait seemed to momentarily normalize. It uttered the words.

“I… am Your…Sssalvat-”

The Titan fired, the 32. Caliber bullet fizzled out into nothingness as it struck the not-titans armor. Before the Guardian had time to fire another shot, lights were on him and the clattering of Redjacks charging down the hallway nearest to them filled the air. They were programmed to immediately respond to the sound of gunfire. As the rattled titan turned back to face his enemy, it was gone. Simply not there anymore. His barrel smoked from the bullet but there was no indication that it had hit the stone wall where it was just pointed. The entity was gone.

-is everything alright here- we are responding to secure the area – the redjacks announced to the duo.

They looked around at the now well-lit courtyard and found it to be not nearly in as bad a state of disrepair as it had seemed to be on their arrival.

The two looked at eachother, confused and frightened. “I think we should tell Ikora immediately.”

“I think you’re right. Thank you Redjacks, we are alright. Just a nightmare.”

- You are advised not to fire your weapons outside of designated areas. It is highly dangerous to non-guardians who could be in the area. Please do not do that again, or you will face disciplinary action –

“We know. Thank you.”

The duo began to head back to their room, escorted by the redjacks. The titan looked out at the night sky and noticed that Mars was not as bright as it should be this time of year.

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#destiny #destiny2 #destcember2020 #creative writing #ghost stories #i didn't proofread this

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topconfessions · 4 years ago

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lol ok what i dont get: if you honestly believe all these shady/gross things about Top, WHYYY you still wanna shoot your shot??? lmao like if everything you said about him was true he seems like the last person you'd wanna fck

Lol ok Girl a shot is a shot. A bag is a bag. A chance is a Chance. An opportunity is an opportunity. How many dumb bitches give their own dusty ass men shit and hell for coming remotely close for being / aspiring to be like Drake yet they would open their legs to drake himself in a heartbeat if they had the chance, knowing how ran through he supposedly is. (Although I know an insider who knows drake and she said he wasn't actually fucking half the girls he was linked to. He is flirty and cool.)

Think about it - the come up. The connections. The chance for networking. The exposure to the a society and a lifestyle full of nothing but benefits, electric material and atmosphere to scmoohze in if you play your cards right and don't have an addictive messy personality to over indulge.

TOP is the last guy I would want to be dumb enough to take seriously in falling in love with and expecting / demanding him to be 100% normal boyfriend material. He is also the last guy I would consistently fuck on a regular basis. You know. YOU KNOW there is men we fuck with and deal with for regular dating and drama and then Someone like TOP is someone if you are going to sleep with you know you can't put him in that category and it is much more to that in the end game. He isn't joosung or jaehyun from Tinder Kakao or Meef.

With all due respect you would be an idiot to think that 98% of all celebrities American and Asian have fucked with and dated people who truly was full heartedly there for the pure sake of someone being their type and their feelings.

Anyways point is if I had a chance to meet TOP, Why would I be stupid enough as a single girl who appeals to him and just enough if not right up his alley minus body (I am taller than him and gained during quarantine so I got a little tummy right now lol) to not seize the opportunity and try my shot? You gotta think like a man with this. The worse he can do is say no, pretend he didn't understand which would be hard to do or lie and trade info then never get back to me. I have everything to gain and nothing to lose cause TOP while he slept with an idiot he is not as loose as BTS and he isn't easy to find again. Your 1 shot to shoot with him is the last unless you are a sasaeng level stalker and can play it off well like you frequent those places naturally. Bur we both know TOP usually hangs out at exclusive places the general public is not allowed into. That is the point.

If I spotted top and managed to succeed in shooting my shot it doesn't automatically mean I would sleep with him nor does it mean he would instantly try me. We don't know if he propositioned Han seo hee for sex or if she put it on him first or if it mutually happened. We only that did they sleep together point blank. Either way if I shot my shot and succeeded I'm taking full advantage for the sake of hypergamy and exploring the art world more among other things.

No matter what I personally think of him we know being friends with him let alone getting on a dating level opens doors to so much. I can secure my initial shot then develop a close communication and realtionship and have him teach me about all the spots he visits, meet all the artists, studio heads, art studio heads, gallery owners, insiders and get into the restaurants overseas and local with his expertise and recommendation as well as with his word for me. I hate to say this but if you can really find that spot on TOP and really bond with him or make him fall for you he seems like the type who will always want to be around you within due reason and space and he will set you up within reason.

This isn't checkers honey. It's chess.

Think of this as modern day pretty woman minus the escorting and that TOP is mega old lol.

If I can manage to get TOP to introduce me to the influential people and all his connects or at least do a "shes with me she's good" so I can return to these places with or without him, I'm set. I'm not calling him a stepping stone or practice but if it never works out with TOP therotically from this hypothetical then at least I've gained more than I've walked in with knowledge wise, connection wise and socializing wise. Also his jump offs always trying hard to appease him on IG by adopting his interests trying to seem 20x smarter than they actually are and its very try hard.

At least with me with my former Museum background I could naturally indulge topics with him. I'm an equally as eclectic as he is and I can introduce him to new things too. Just not physically most of the time. It's a lot.

Longggg story short. I would shoot my shot cause it's a window of opportunity for a higher life and enrichment also its a chance for me to see upclose if he really misunderstood or if he is batshit crazy and needs help like people say.

Again if it didn't work out I can ALWAYS use all I got and learned to apply it to another high society guy after him.

Not to be mean but you gotta be silly if you think there arent men and women out there not shooting their shots with people they dont truly like or attracted to or hell even give a damn about cause they see the vision of the bigger picture. Also yall may get offended but I told the truth. Girls these days love posting hate, relatable hate and anti male content we hate guys. Men aint shit. Fuck boys but ask them what celebrities they would date or fuck in a heartbeat if they had a chance regardless of age dead or alive and they would all name men that go against everything they give their own bfs shit for or say they don't want a guy. No average girl wants a guy who is a mess but they want a messy guy who has everything going for him and doesnt necessarily need her.

That didn't apply to the question but it sums everything up. I always side chicks who talk shit but foam out the mouth over guys who are clearly disgusting for the sake of attraction and dick. Nothing wrong with that but you know. Like my drake example. Drake would actually throw you a bone or take care of you for the hot minute you two are together or side fucking. He's known to be generous and not re-po. I don't have an opinion on drake and I'm neutral but I would shoot my shot at him just to get some debt cleared up and also get exposed to a new circle and higher places, you get it?

Hope this crazy long spill answers your question. Why would I apply normal standards to a guy who is not normal and lives beyond my basic tax bracket and social class? TOP is a superstar and you can't fuck him like he is some cute Korean guy off tender from the bay area and apply these dating norms to him. Why would I go in shooting my shot based on how I really feel? You think all these girls, IG girls and actresses judge who they have sex with based on normal attraction feelings alone?

Think about it.

If he was Zico aint no fucking way in hell I'd shoot. Don't forget I am still a fan. I am hard on top and call out the bullshit and although I think he looks basic in photos and the sexy suit mystique is gone doesn't mean I think he repulsive. Minus the suspected herp on his lip he still is an attractive guy. He has a cute personality but its overshadowed by a lot of the bullshit.

I'd be stupid not to shoot my shot. Nobody goes after Justin Bieber wife Hailey who was a hardcore fan who probably wouldn't have shot her if he fell apart and got exiled super quick.

You don't need strictly sex to get your way in or come out with a fairytale. Hope you all learned something.

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linphd · 6 years ago

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toga x villain!reader | anything to please you

himiko toga x reader

female reader

Toga tries to make (Y/N) fall for her in any way possible, and her quirk is actually useful. Not a lot of romance in that one shot but that was funny to write.

warning : mention of dick and stuff but that's just for fun lol

the first time I'm using another POV than the narrator's for this book lol???

(Y/N) had joined the League not so long ago, but what could I say ? I forgot about Deku almost immediately. She seemed to know about my huge crush on her, but as long as she didn't give me the cold shoulder for it, I didn't mind it. I don't even know if she found out by herself or if some fucker -Dabi- exposed me, but she was nice enough not to change her attitude towards me when she heard about it.

''Uhhhh.... oh do you have this guy from Yuei, wait... I don't know his name ! Wait, I'll ask Shigaraki.'' We were sitting at the bar, and we were playing with my quirk. ''SHIGARAKI !!!'' He didn't answer -he was probably in his room not talking to us, as usual- but she had another idea when Dabi walked in. ''Oh, you should do Dabi !'' She said. So, I stood up from my seat, a knife in my hand.

Dabi took a step backward. ''Don't even think about it.'' (Y/N) started to whine. ''But I want to see where all your burns are !'' He rolled his eyes. ''If I don't want to show you, there's a reason.'' They just stared at each other for some seconds, and I sat back on my chair.

''Is it because you also burnt your dick ?'' She said, smiling, eyes widened. ''What ? No !'' Dabi looked mad, but she didn't care. ''Come on ! Is it all purple and wrinkled too ?'' Dabi was about to answer when Shigaraki cut him off -yeah, he finally got out of his room. ''Can we not talk about dicks, for at least one day ?'' he said. He sounded mad, and we all could tell it even if he had this old hand on his face. Does he even wash it ?

Anyway, what I meant was that (Y/N) wasn't scared of him, like, at all. We all were okay with him, but we had some limits because we knew he had some mental issues. He literally was a toddler ? Anyway, he sat as well, taking a drink in his hand, lifting a finger. ''Okay, I know you don't like to talk about dicks...'' (Y/N) began ''... because you can't masturbate. But dude, we don't have this problem, so we're not going not to talk about that kind of stuff because you're frustrated.''

Dabi gasped before giggling, while I just kept laughing. The other villains were trying not to laugh, and Kurogiri didn't even seem to have heard it. However, he created some portals when Shigaraki tried to grab (Y/N)'s arm so he won't hurt her. ''Don't even try, Tomura, I'm stronger than you anyway. If you hurt me, you're fucked.''

I didn't really focus on him at this moment, so I can't tell you what really happened. I just know that he groaned, probably insulting her. While everyone was focusing on their fight, I took this opportunity to cut Dabi with my knife and collect his blood. He yelped, trying to slap me, but I avoid it and followed (Y/N) to her room, the both of us giggling.

She sat on her bed, and I directly changed to Dabi's form. ''Is Tomura going to kill you or something ? Because if he does, I'll kill his dad !'' I said, smiling at her. She smiled back -she was so pretty, oh my god ! ''His dad is an hand. It must stinks so bad ! He keeps it on his face all day long and fights with it, he must sweat from his face and it sticks to the hand ?'' I had a disgusted look on, and we both said 'ew' in unison, imagining the smell it had.

Anyway, I started to take some clothes off to look at Dabi's burns. ''Oh, he actually have abs and stuff ? Dabi is secretly a snack.'' She said, and I giggled. Aaaand arrived the time I took off his underwear. I stared at it for a minute. ''Is... is the tip supposed to be that purple ?'' But she kept staring at it, even when I tried to make eye contact. ''What's the matter ? -He has a piercing. He has a piercing at the tip OH MY GOD WHY ?! WHYYY ?!''

Okay, we couldn't stop laughing at this point, and (Y/N) was losing it. ''I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE THAN 'WHY ?' ! I mean if he fucks with a girl, does she feel it ? And I don't know it must be difficult to clean, it must be disgusting and cold and ew ?! Can the girl feel that ?!'' She looked so confused, that made me laugh even more. ''You know, I can use the bodies I transform too, we can try on you if you feel it ?''

That was a weird question, but she was the coolest person I know. And luckily for me, she just laughed and didn't find that confusing at all. (Do y'all have some 'sweat' flashbacks 😏 ???) ''Good idea, but I really don't wanna try that. Oh my God, I can't look at him anymore. I'll think about his dick piercing.'' I giggled, and put my clothes on when I changed back into my normal form. ''Yeah, you're right, change back to yourself. You're much cuter than purple and pierced dick.''

Oh, she said I was cute. I giggled in front of her, but I was totally losing my shit. ''It must've hurt though ?'' Okay, I had lost her now. She was just thinking how could Dabi have burnt it and stuff, and when she's overthinking like that, I can't really do anything.

We went back to the bar when it was dinner time. Shigaraki liked to eat in his room all alone, and sometimes Dabi and Twice liked to eat alone too. But tonight, we were blessed with both of them -Twice and purple dick. (Y/N) sat down, trying to avoid Dabi's gaze. ''Did you have fun with my body ?'' He said, grumpy. I giggled. ''Don't worry, we didn't use it ! We just wanted to see where you were burnt !''

He raised an eyebrow. ''And where was that ?'' (Y/N) put an hand on my mouth to prevent me from telling him -cause of course I was going to tell. ''Arms, top of your chest, both legs even if one was less burnt, and both ankles.'' He nodded ''Right.'' and just started to eat. Weird how she was scared of him and not of Tomura ?

Anyway, since we were best friends we didn't mind sleeping together, and tonight wasn't an exception. But she noticed that I looked concerned, so she asked me what was wrong. ''Do you like Dabi ?'' She snorted. ''If I had to like anyone in this League it would be you. You're much more fun, and you can change into anyone I want.'' She giggled.

She really didn't care about me having this obvious crush on her, I guess ? Maybe it was because she liked ? Maybe she waited for me to ask her the question ?! ‘’If we dated, I would change into anyone you like. You just have to tell me.... do you... Do you wanna try to date me ?’’

She snorted and turned to look at me. ''Okay, then, cause you’re my favorite person in this horrible place. But you'll really change into anyone I want ?'' I smiled at her, hugging her. How was that so easy ? ''Anything to please you.''

I didn’t even know it was her birthday today !!! 07 or August !!! Happy Birthday my baby ❤️ ig her birthday gift on her birthday to her birthday party is that

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #himiko toga #toga himiko #toga x reader

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little-birdseeker · 5 years ago

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Innocent Or Guilty

Tagged by: @sand-seeks-sun, thank you very much!! >.<

Tagging: @clumsygirlonadventures @mistress-of-midgardsormr @wondereverlasting

Asked someone to marry you? — “Well, eh... i diiid, yes, but i thiiink i should have given that a biiit more thought...” A small sigh escaped her mouth. Guilty!

Kissed one of your friends? — “Nooope! Ooonly my boyfriend!” Innocent!

Danced on a table in a bar/tavern? — “Ooonce or twice. With Niiiyu, i think! And Mea was veeery embarrased by us!” Guilty!

Ever told a lie? — “Meee? Eh.... i would neeever tell a lie! I, ehh... i prooomise!”, she said, with a nervous undertone while trying to avoid eye contact. Guilty!

Had feelings for someone you can’t have? — “Hm? What do you meeean? Like in some of the booooks i read? No, neeever!” Innocent!

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? — “...ehhh, does my mooother count to that, too?” Innocent!

Kissed a picture? — “Why should you kiss a piiicutre, if you can kiss the reeeal person?! I don’t geeet it!” Innocent!

Slept until 5pm? — The red cat looks a bit baffled. “There are peeeople who sleep thaaat long?!” Innocent!

Worked at a fast-food chain/restaurant? — “I neeever worked aaanywhere else but for the weavers guild! So no, i didn’t!” Innocent!

Stolen something? — “No, neeever! I just, eh... leeent some stuff without asking, maaaybe. Buuut i gave it back eeeverytime!” - Innocent

Been fired from a job? — She shook her head. “I have been veeery reliable, aaall the time!” Innocent!

Done something you regret? — Her ears dropped a bit, when she started speaking: “Mhm, maaaybe i should have given it a bit more thought and...” The remaining words were too quite to be heard, until it ended in a deep sigh. Guilty!

Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? — “It... it was nooot my fault! Tatara had told the joke at a veeery bad timing, thaaat’s what happened!”, she said, while crossing her arms and pouting. Guilty!

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? — “I... i juuust wanted to know how they taste! And you know whaaat? They taste like nooothing, and vanish immediatly when you catch them! Why is the world sooo mean?” Guilty!

Sat on a rooftop? — “Saaang told me to do it! When we were traiiining! Oh, aaand i climbed some buildings in Liiimsa! The sight of the town is gooorgeous from up there!” Guilty!

Kissed someone you shouldn’t have? — “...eh? Why should aaanyone do that...?”, she asked with a confused look, ignoring the romances she had been read soe many times. Innocent!

Sang in the shower? — “I’m allowed to do whateeever i want in the shower, right?” Guilty!

Been pushed into a body of water with all your clothes on? — “Eh... i miiight have been, after pushing Niiiyu into the water myself... ehehe...” And Innocent smiled appeared on her face. Guilty!

Shaved your head? — “No! Never ever! I looove my fluffy hair and tail! Go away with those scissors!” Innocent!

Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? —

Shot a gun? — “I have asked Golan muuultiple times if i am allowed to tryyy it once! But he neeever let’s me aaanywhere near his weapons! It is sooo mean!”, she pouted. Innocent!

Still love someone you shouldn’t? — “I diiid, for a while, but... i moved on, thaaanks to Azura!” Innocent!

Have/had a tattoo? — “Eh... the staaars in my face kinda aaare one, aaaren’t they? So whyyy do you ask?” Guilty!

Liked someone, but will never tell who? — “You haaave to tell people if you like them! Sooo i did!” Innocent!

Been too honest? — “Ehhh... ooonce or twiiice, maaaybe...?” Guilty!

Ruined a surprise? — “Yep! Although i waaanted to, i was stopped eeeverytime by someone!” (Kinda) Innocent!

Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? — “Oh, i hear that sooo often! And oooften enough, they juuust stare at my cleavage! Buuut not everyone, so i thiiink it came from their heart!” Guilty!

Stalked someone? — “Eh... Saaang made me do it! For traaaining! Juuust for training! Aaaand i picked Tatara, who neeever noticed me!” Guilty!

Thoughts about murder? — “No! Nononono! I dooon’t want to kill anyone!” Innocent!

How about mass murder? — “Even mooore no!” Innocent!

Cheated on someone? — “Cheeeating? No, that’s totally uuunacceptable! And i would neeeever ever do that! Never!” Innocent!

Gotten so angry that you cried? — “Hmmm... thiiinking about it, might have criiied a few times, but neeever because i was angry! So nooo, i didn’t!” Innocent!

Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? — “Hm? Shooould i...?” - Innocent!

Thoughts about suicide? — “No? Why should i dooo that?” Innocent!

Had a girlfriend/boyfriend? — “I was maaarried, so yep, i did!” Guilty!

Gotten totally drunk during a holiday? — “I kiiinda drank a biiit too much at the start of the new year”, she said with an embarrased grin. “But Azuuura brought me to bed sooo fast when she noticed, so nooothing bad happened!” Guilty!

#Innocent/guilty #about her~#tag meme #this took longer then i expected #but whatever #take Isas answers #innocent cat is not so innocent at times i guess

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fresh-outta-jams · 6 years ago

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Morning on the Han

J-hope (Hoseok) x Reader

Author: Admin MoRo

Summary/Prompt: It’s morning, you're snuggled up expecting to spend the whole day in bed but noooo you get woken up early. All you think is Hoseok better have a good reason for waking you up.

Note: I haven't posted something in a while so while I am currently working on “Tattoos and Tutus” Part 2, here is this short old fic from forever ago. (I’m trying to get Part 2 done soon but school is kicking my buttttt, being a biomed kid equals more work than the amount of hours in a day.)

Warnings: Morning Fluff

Word Count: 1.3ish?

"Y/N..."

A soft voice gently pulls you from sleep's grasp. As you slowly open up your eyes, you see a figure over you, looking down at you.

It's your boyfriend, Hoseok.

"Nnmm it's too early Hoseok..." You groan softly as you roll over and close your eyes again.

Soon you feel a gently prodding in your side and slight shaking.

"Y/N... I want to show you something beautiful..." He gently murmured. "If we don't hurry, you won't be able to see it."

You yawn softly and flip over onto your back, turning your head towards your boyfriend, eyes still closed.

Suddenly you feel a tickling sensation on your neck. It was Hoseok deciding that he wasn't going to wait anymore for you to wake up on your own so he was going to help you.

He was giving you butterfly kisses, softly and gently. Moving from all over your face to down your neck to the exposed skin of your collarbone and back up again.

It was just enough to make you squirm around slightly and open up your eyes again. You turn over onto your side and look at him. He locks eyes with you.

"Good morning beautiful." He says with one of his bright smiles.

You smile back and kiss him on his nose. "Good morning my happy virus." He laughs and sits up.

"Dress warmly Y/N."

"Whyyy?.." You yawn again while stretching your arms out above your head.

Hoseok gets up from bed and grabs an outfit from his stash of clothes that he keeps at your apartment.

"Because we are going to go see something beautiful." Is all he tells you with a cheeky grin.

You throw a pillow at him and he laughs running away from you into the bathroom. You chuckle to yourself and stretch some more until all the kinks are out of your body.

You look over at the big bay window in your room. It was still dark out.

"Why is he waking me up so early?... it's still dark..." You wonder. Standing up, you look at your alarm clock. It reads that it is around 5 o'clock. "He's so crazy... this better be something if I’m waking up this early." You say to yourself as you drag yourself to your closet.

It wouldn’t be the first time he’s pulled a prank like this before. Once he woke you up in the dead of night and said he needed to show you something beautiful. Then he proceeded to pull a hand mirror out from the bedside drawer and show you your own face. It was cute and cheesy like you like but not at 3 am when you were in a deep sleep. But regardless of his mistimed pranks, you loved his goofy ways.

"Hmm... something warm..." You decide on a simple, comfortable outfit. Jeans and a sweatshirt. By the time you are dressed, Hoseok is out of the bathroom.

He's wearing a sweatshirt and jeans also. "Good you dressed warm!" He wraps you in a hug and kisses you good morning properly. "Now bathroom is all yours but don't take too long." Hoseok flashes you another devilish smile.

"What do you have planned?” Your evil boyfriend just smiles and locks his lips. Rolling your eyes, you walk into the bathroom to get finished.

When you are done Hoseok is sitting on the bed, messing with his phone. "Ready?" He asks smiling up at you. You nod and smile back. "Good! Now we're off!"

His excitement is clearly evident and not disturbed by the early hour. You just laugh and follow him, figuring you’d amuse him. In the elevator you watch Hoseok as he bounces on his heels, watching the numbers go down.

Soon you reach the ground floor and the elevator door opens, letting J-hope spill out. He grabs your hand, entwining your fingers, pulling you along with him. You smile down at your interlocked hands. When you look up Hoseok is looking you, also smiling.

"I love you beautiful." He tells you while giving you a quick peck.

Walking out from your apartment building, it's almost like a different world.

There are still people around but on a early Sunday morning there's not much noise going on. It's rather peaceful. You notice the sky is now lighting up with the beginnings of the sunrise.

Hoseok breaks your hands as he runs off for something. You stand there with your head cocked slightly.

"Now what is he doing?" You say out loud as you walk in the direction where he ran off. Soon he's running back but carrying something.

He stops in front of you, slightly flushed, holding a bag and two coffees. "Since we didn't get time to eat breakfast and you said you miss your breakfast." He grins big at you.

Hoseok liked to bring your culture and his Korean culture together. Like parts of your breakfast for instance. You smile back at him.

"Hoseok you are so sweet. Thank you." You kiss him softly.

He reaches into the bag and pulls out a doughnut for each of you. Then gives you your coffee.

You continue following him while you sip and eat your breakfast but then Hoseok diverts off the sidewalk and goes onto a dirt path.

"Are we going to the Han River?" You ask recognizing where you are going.

You live in the Mapo District near the Han River so you visit the river often. Hoseok likes to go to it because he rarely gets to go outside with being so busy.

"You'll see Y/N." He slips you another smile.

You just sigh and take in the nice morning. Not too cold but that nice type of chilly where the air is crisp and clean. Light morning fogs hangs around as if the world is still waking up and is shedding it’s blanket.

As you get closer to the river, the sky is even lighter now. You start to see some more colors showing on the horizon.

Once you finish your breakfast, Hoseok links pinkies with you, happy to be touching you again. He alternates between linking pinkies and holding hands. You both continue to walk, linked together, along the side of the river.

"Now can you tell me Hobi?" You ask him.

He shakes his head. "Almost, beautiful." You just smile softly, trusting him.

You sneak a glance at your boyfriend of a long time.

Almost two years now.

The man who’s practically moved into your apartment but for sure has set up shop in your heart a while ago.

Being an idol though, he has to keep you a secret and can't see you very often even though he does practically live with you when he can. His members know you and sometimes come over too.

Right now BigHit gave them some time off so they all went on their own way for all little while but Hoseok decided to visit you before going to see his family.

"Y/N, look." Hoseok snaps you out of your reminiscing and points to the sky. "This is what I wanted to show you."

He gently squeezes your hand and smiles at you. You look at where he is pointing.

The sunrise is finally up.

The sun has turned the sky into a masterpiece. You've never seen such a beautiful sunrise. The sky is painted in pinks and purples and yellows and oranges of all different shades.

"It's... it's beautiful Hoseok..." You say breathlessly.

The sunrise perfectly brings out the Yeongdeungpo District on the other side of the river while lights up the spaces in the Mapo Bridge, making it seem so soft and delicate.

You feel like you're in your own little world with Hoseok.

He wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face into your hair. "So do you like it Y/N?" He asks you. You turn around and look him in the eyes.

Hoseok has this way of conveying his emotions through his eyes. You notice love and happiness in them and you bet the same is reflected in yours. All you do is nod then pull him into you.

You kiss him long and passionately. When you break apart both of you are red-faced by the public display you two just gave.

Hoseok chuckles lightly and rubs the back of his neck. "I'm going to assume you do?"

You both laugh out loud. "Very much so." You answering smiling up at him.

"I love you Hoseok." You tell him. He bends down and kisses you once again.

"I love you too Y/N."

#armyofwriters #kpopwonderlandtag #jhopexreader #hoseokxreader #bts #btsimagine #jhope imagines #kpopimagine #hoseokimagine #btsfluff

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fatrainbowmermaidunicorn · 7 years ago

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But I Still Want You (Jungkook x You ONESHOT)

A/N: Thankyou for this request anon! Im sorry it took me forever to get this done! I tried my best to think of a way to write the story so that it will have its own version but is still heavily inspired by the movie. From what I see, Love Rosie is a story of misunderstanding, missed timings and missed opportunities, making it such a challenging (AND FUN 😀) piece to write. Its 12.6k long and I hope you will like it 😘

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“Oh God, I love you. I love you so much Y/N. I have always… always love you,” Jungkook keeps on repeating the words in her ear as he continues to thrust, sweat trickling down his forehead. Too consumed with pleasure and the intoxication brought by the excessivd amount of alcohol in her, Y/N only replied with a moan as her heavy eyelids fluttered closed due to the intense pleasure she’s feeling. Jungkook keeps on kissing her neck, not believing that the girl he had love for so long is finally underneath him. He kiss her lips passionately and with one last whispered of I love you, he released himself into her and rolled off to the side, still keeping their sweaty bodies together as he hugged her tight, as if he dont ever want to let go.

“Now you know… Now you know how exactly I feel about you. I love you Y/N, I love you…”

/////

Y/N woke up the next morning with not a very clear memory of what she did the night before. As she squinted her eyes from the blazing sunlight entering her window, all she was able to remember from the night before was she attended a new year’s party, and now she’s home, on her bed, naked. She looks around the room, and judging from the her haphazard clothes laying on the floor, her messy bed and the feeling between her thighs, one thing she she can say for sure is that she had absolutely slept with someone last night.

The problem is, for the life of her, she cant remember who.

“Shit, what have I done?” Y/N slapped her forehead as she throw herself back on the bed. How drunk must she has be to not even remember with whom she came back home with? No, how drunk and stupid does she has to be? She groaned, wanting nothing more than to just pretend everything that happened last night, didnt.

Jungkook rushed around to finished his errands quickly, his heart race as he waited to run back to Y/N’s apartment and talk to her about what happened last night. He didnt want to leave her alone this morning. He didnt want her to wake up alone and thinks that he left her after doing what they did last night. After taking advantage of her. He wanted nothing more than for her to wake up besides him, hell, he has been dreaming about it ever since he can ever remember, maybe they can even take a shower together and share a nice little breakfast. He wanted to take this opportunity to finally talk about them, about their feelings, about his feelings and where they stand before he has to go on tour next week.

He’s really going to go crazy if he have to leave for tour in his condition right now.

Jeon Jungkook is in love with his best friends that he has known for years, and he doesnt have the balls to tell her.

He sighed as he remembered how it all went down the night before. He really didnt expect things to go the way it did last night. The two of them went to a new year’s party where Y/N practically forced him to accompany her. Although Jungkook is reluctant, he can never in a million years ever say no to Y/N and she knows that. And anything that involves spending more time with Y/N, of course Jungkook will be more than glad to do it. He didnt get to spend much time with her, what with his extremely busy schedule, and he will take every chanve he get. The night went well, Jungkook tells her she’s beautiful, they laugh all night, dancing with each other and drinking, until they bumped into one of Y/N’s nemesis, Soori, who is always out to bring her down and everything went downhill from there. Soori always seems to have a way to bring Y/N’s self confidence down and try as he might, Jungkook was never able to find out what exactly went down between them. After their encounter, Y/N started drinking like crazy, making her more than drunk, until Jungkook had to dragged her home to put her to bed.

Deep in his heart, he knows she probably dont mean it, she was absolutely drunk. After giving her a cup of coffee, he put her to bed, and as he was about to walk out and make himself confortable on the couch, Y/N pulled him back.

“Dont leave me Kookie. Please. I need you,” She looks like she was about to cry and Jungkook’s heart soften.

“I will just be right outside Y/N. Get some sleep yeah?” He patted her hair as he smile at her. Y/N shakes her head, tightening her grip on his arms.

“No. Please stay here with me Kookie. Please,” After thorough consideration, Jungkook nodded and slipped in the blankets beside her. They have cuddled and share a bed together before. What could be different this time right? Y/N snuggled closed to him, burying her face in his chest and Jungkook’s heart starts to pound faster. “Thankyou Kookie. You always make me feel better,” she whispered. Jungkook didnt answered but continue to pat her head, hoping she would just fall asleep. But as the time ticks by, Y/N starts to trail small kisses down his chest, which is exposed dues to his unbuttoned two top buttons. Jungkook gulped and slighyly pushed her away.

“Y/N, what are you doing?”

“Something I have wanted to do for a long time,”

“Wh..what?” He stammered. Y/N continue her kisses, every peck on his skin makes him hotter. “Y/N, stop, you arre drunk,”

“I’m not!” She pouts and looks at him as her fingers starts to open the rest of his buttons. “Jungkook, I want you. Dont you want me?”

Jungkook feels as if his heart is going to jumped out from his chest at how loud its pounding at her question. “Y/N, stop it. You are drunk. You dont mean any of it,” he said softly as he pushes her away but she held on tight.

“No. No I’m not. And I clearly know what I want,” Y/N cut him off by placing her lips on his and Jungkook is a goner. In the corner of his mind, Jungkook knows it was wrong, but consumed and clouded by lust, desire and his burning feelings for her that has been hidden for years, Jungkook starts to believe her when Y/N deepen the kiss him, telling him how much he means to her all the while.

And as Jungkook starts to kiss her back, finally tasting what he had wanted for so long, shaky fingers clumsily sliding off her buttons, he knows there is nothing in the world that he wanted more than making Y/N his that night.

Jungkook finally reached her apartment and once he entered, he was greeted with the sight of Y/N sitting bundled up in her blanket on the couch, a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hand as she flashed him a smile, a smile that is extremely beautiful to Jungkook, obviously nursing a hangover. In a rush to get there, Jungkook didnt think about what he’s going to say to her, which resulted in him being extremely anxious right now, palms and forehead sweaty.

“H..hey. How are you feeling?” Jungkook stammered as he walks over and takes a seat besides her. Y/N rubbed her temples, to ease some of her headache.

“You really should stop me from drinking Kookie! What kind of best friend are you?” Y/N groaned out, as Jungkook chuckles, feeling more relax that Y/N is acting normal with him, as she continues to rubbed her temples, indicating that she is suffering from the worse hangover there is.

“Hey I did try. You would feel a lot worse of it wasnt for me,” he defended himself, before the awkward silence strikes again. Why is Y/N not saying anything about last night? Is she okay about everything?

“Urm.. about last night…” Jungkook trailed off, gazing at her face to gauge her reaction.

“Urghh,” Y/N groaned again as she lay her head on the pillows that lines the couch. “I dont ever want to talk about last night. I did the biggest mistake of my life. I was horribly drunk! I swear, I’m never getting drunk ever again!” Y/N wailed out as she covered her face with a pillow.

Jungkook’s heart ached and he immediately frozed at her words. He can feel his heart starts to breaks into a million tiny pieces. He definitely didnt think that last night was a mistake, in fact, he thinks its the best thing that has ever happened to him. And he absolutely want to remember last night and talk about it. He looks at Y/N’s face again, to ensure she meant what she said. When he saw what is clearly shown as regret of everything that had happened last night, everything that he had planned to say to her today, his feelings, his carefully planned confession, slowly fell apart. Y/N didnt want it. She didnt fell the same way. She regretted everything.

“Urm.. yeah. Okay then,” Jungkook looks down to his hands, suddenly feeling awkaward and not knowing what to do. “Urm, I should probably go,” he quickly gets up, not wanting to be here any longer than neceesary. Y/N raised her head at Jungkook’s sudden departure.

“What? Whyyy?” She wailed. “Where are you going? Arent you going to have breakfast with me first?” She pouts. Jungkook tries to get how adorable she looks out from his mind. She didnt feel the same way. She never will. Its time to get over her.

“I’m sorry Y/N, but I cant today. I have something to do at the dorm. The hyungs wanted me to get home as soon as possible,” he lied.

“But you just got here! And its New Year’s!” She pouts again and Jungkook just gave her a sad smile. “Fine! Cant believe you are leaving your hangover bestfriend who cant remember anything from last night alone,” she pouts. “But I will see you before you went off for tour right?”

“Yes. Of course you will,” Jungkook was too focused on his quest to get out from there to actually hear what Y/N had said, and flashed one last tiny smile before he hastily makes his exit, feeling like his whole world has shattered.

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Jungkook lied, he had avoided her all week, not allowing her to see him at all and Y/N is starting to feel restless as he dont understand why. Is something wrong with Jungkook or the boys? They usually have free time bedore they go on tour. Why is Jungkook so busy this time? She had tried contacting him in every way possible; texting, calling, hitting him up his social media, showing up at the dorm and even calling the other members for just a chance to talk to him, but everytime she did, there are no reply, or the members with guilty faces will claim that Jungkook’s busy or he went out somewhere. If she didnt before, Y/N is absolutely sure that something is wrong now. The two of them had never throughout their close knit friendship spend more than one day of not contacting each other. Not even while Jungkook is on tour. He always makes the effort to reply to her or calling her himself. What could be possibly hindering him to do so now?

Is he angry at her? Why is he avoiding her? Why? Y/N cracked her brain and try to think if anything bad went down between them. As far as she can remember, the last time they saw each other was the morning after the new year’s party, and even then, Y/N didnt feel like anything is wrong. Jungkook was still acting normal.

Did she do or say something to him at the party? Y/N groaned out in frustration as she tries to cracked her brain to remember what happened that night. But try as she might, she just cant remember a thing. And for the millionth time that week, she swore to herself that she will never get drunk again. Not when it leads to her almost losing her best friend.

Its only two days left now before Jungkook is set to go on tour, and Y/N cant bare the thought of not seeing him for the next six months. Its now or never. She has to make a move now or they will spend the next six months giving silent treatment to one another and she didnt want that. Y/N decides to try one last time and make her way to his dorm. She promised herself to make sure to see him at whatever cost today. Jungkook needs to come back to sleep doesnt he? She needs to see him. She have to. She cant live without Jungkook’s presence in her life. She wont survived it. She needs to figure out what’s going on between them.

Why is Jungkook acting this way?

“Oh.. ah.. hey Y/N,” Taehyung nervously greeted her when he opened the door. Y/N gave him a small smile.

“Hey Tae. Is Jungkook around?”

“He..he is. But I dont think-” Y/N didnt wait for Taehyung to finished before she pushed past him the moment she heard Jungkook is in, and walk straight to Jungkook’s room, having remembering where it is from her days spend here hanging out with him. No more running. No more avoiding Kookie. We are going down to the bottom of this.

“Kookie, why are-” Y/N stopped in the middle of her sentence as she pushed opened the bedroom door, only to be met with the sight of none other than Soori, naked except for her bottom half which is covered by a blanket, on top of an equally naked Jungkook, who is currently a moaning and panting mess underneath her as she rolled her hips. They both stop their movement and turn towards the door to see Y/N gaping and she strughle to find her words.

“So..sorry,” she quickly closes the bedroom door with a slammed and ran out. Y/N cant stop the tears that automatically starts to cascade down her cheeks and she angrily swiped it away as she ran dowm the hall, exiting the dorm altogether, making the other boys worry. Y/N didnt know why exactlt she’s crying. She didnt knos what hurts more. The fact that Jungkook ignored her all this while just to sleep around, the fact that she saw the man that she has been harbouring feelings for for years having sex with someone else or the fact that out of everyone, Jungkook chose to do it with Soori when he clearly knows how she felt about her.

She’s in love with Jungkook, and she’s not ashamed to admit it anymore. The tears that wont stop flowing is a clear evidence of her feelings, and the horrendous sight she just saw kills everything in her.

Jungkook who was still startled and stunned by what just happened finally snapped oit from his daze and with panic immediately pushed Soori off of him and grabbed on whatever item of clothing nearest to him in the haste to chaste after Y/N. Lucky for him, the building has an exceptionally slow elevator and he managed to grabbed Y/N’s hands while she’s waiting for it to arrive before she managed to ran for the staircase door.

“Y/N, please… please stop,” Jungkook calls out with a staggered breath.

“How could you Kookie?” Y/N finally turned her tears soaked face to him. It hurts Jungkook like hell to see the face he loves looking so upset, knowing he is the reason why. “You ignored me for a week, saying you were busy, and I came here just to try and talk to you and I find you… doing… doing.. that?!”

Jungkook’s brows furrowed in confusion. Is Y/N upset because she found him with someone else? Why does it matter? She’s the one who wanted to pretend like nothing happened between them before.

“Why are you so upset to find me sleeping with someone else Y/N?” He cocks his head to the side. “I dont think you have any right to be this angry. I’m not your boyfriend remember? There is nothing between us. You are nothing but my friend,” Jungkook knows he sounded bitter, but the fact is, he is bitter. He is still deeply hurt than Y/N wanted to pretend that their magical night together didnt happened. He is still hurt that his feelings is not taken seriously. Like its just some kind of a joke to her. He bared his soul to her that night. Y/N looks at him with a look of utter disbelief. Is those words really coming out from his mouth right now?

“What? Is that what you think this is about?”

“You heard me,” Jungkook didnt bother to repeat himself. Y/N wiped away her tears and shakes her arms loose from his tight grip, making him winced.

“You think that is what I’m upset about? You sleeping with someone?” Y/N questioned, voice low, trying to hide her the tremble in her hoarse voice. “Yes, I’m not going to lie. it hurts me to see someone….” she hesitates. “Someone I have been in love with all my life, sleeping with someone else, although I know this is not the first time, but listening to you telling about it is different than actually seeing it,” she lets out a forced chuckle as she stops to take a deep breath and Jungkook’s heart almost stopped at her confession.

Wait, did Y/N just said she loves me?

“But do you want to know what hurts more?” Y/N didnt give him a chance to speak up as she continues. “What hurts more is the fact that out of everyone, you chose to do it with Soori when you out of all people know how much she has ruined my life,” Y/N starts sobbing again. “But you know what, you were right, I shouldn’t be crying. I shouldn’t even be saying anything. I shouldn’t even have come here. You clearly dont want anything to do with me with the way you have been avoiding me the past week,” she closes her eyes, as if already feeling how much her next words is going to hurt her. “You are absolutely right. I am nothing but just your friend, but let me make it easier for you Jeon Jungkook, from now on I’ll just be nothing at all to you,” Y/N finally declared as she stared hard into his brown eyes.

Jungkook, who is still trying to process all the information shoved to him in such a short time felt his head is spinning. Out of everything that Y/N has said, the only thing that repeats in his mind is she loves me, she loves me. He reached out for her hand again but she winced and take a step back from him.

“Wait, Y/N, you… you love me?” Jungkook moves closer as he tries to stop her from leaving. “Y/N wait, I-”

“It doesnt matter anyway. It never does. I wish you happiness with Soori. Have fun on tour,” Y/N spatted her final words, just in time for the elevator to dings open and she stepped in, quickly pushing the buttons to close the doors before Jungkook can find the opportunity to stop her.

/////

Jungkook fiddled with his phone in his hand, staring at its blank screen every 5 second. Checking for new messages or missed calls incase he missed any. Currently seated at the airport waiting room, ready to fly off for his long tour any minute now, Jungkook didnt feel even an ounce of excitement as all he could think about is Y/N and the conversation that took place in front if the elevator. Her crying face haunts his dreams and he miss her so much he felt like dying. Jungkook tried to call and text her non stop for the last two days but it seems like she has shut down her phone for good. Going by to her apartment also didnt give him anything as Y/N seems to not come back there since their debacle, already predicting that Jungkook will come by. There is really nothing else left to do. If he didnt have this damn tour he would be more than happy to camp outside of her apartment until she agrees to just talk things out with him, but unfortunately he cant. He sighed heavily as he leaned his head back on the head rest.

Y/N loves him.

And of course, like a stupid fool that he is, instead of just talking to her about what happened that night, he went and screwed it up by ignoring her for a week and sleeps with her worse enemy.

“Hey, take it easy Kook. You guys have been best friends since forever. Im sure whatever it is you two will figure it out,” Taehyung patted his back, worried at the maknae’s condition. He has been dazed out and staring into space every since the day Y/N ran out crying from the dorm and Taehyung is worried.

“I dont know hyung. It feels different this time. I really screwed up real bad. I dont think she will ever forgive me,” Jungkook sighed, defeated.

“What do you mean?”

“It means… I think this time… this time I’m going to lose her for good,” Jungkook closes his eyes as he finally released all the tears he has been holding in all this while, while Taehyung softly patting the heartbroken maknae’s back, not knowing what else to do to comfort the maknae from heartbreak.

/////

“I met Y/N last week when I went home for a visit,” Jungkook immediately snapped his head around at the sound of Y/N’s name. Its been two years since he had talked to her, although the last time he did they were screaming at each other in front of the elevator, but just the thought of her still make his heart fluttered like crazy. Millions years could have pass but his feelings for her would never change. He is sure of it.

“Oh, now you seem to be interested in what I have to say,” Soori snickered as she raised an eyebrow. “Dont tell me you are still in love with her or something?”

Jungkook quickly shakes his head, denying something that is so obvious. “When am I ever in love with her?” Soori rolled her eyes. “Besides, I’m with you now arent I?” Jungkook steps forward and hold her hand, trying to calm her down, eventhough what he really wanted is to know more about Y/N. What has she been up to all these years? Soori shakes her hand off from her boyfriend’s hold and sat herself down on the sofa, not at all believing that Jungkook is over Y/N. That boy is head over heels in love with her, its getting ridiculous.

Jungkook had lost all contact with her since that last day at the elevator. She had kept her distance throughout the months while he’s on tour, and when he finally came back, eager to find her again, she still kept herself hidden from him. Jungkook couldnt find any way to get in touch with her, and after some time trying, doing anything and everything he could, he finally gives up. There is no point in trying when Y/N herself is trying so hard to stay away from him. Maybe he should finally gives her the space she wanted Heartbroken, lost and frustrated, Jungkook decides its best to give Y/N time for herself, and just like clockwork, that is when Soori came into the picture.

Truth be told, Jungkook’s hearts never stops beating for Y/N. He will always love her. He will always want her. Soori is just the closest thing he could think of having that could somehow linked him to the memory of Y/N, no matter how bad it is, and that’s the reason why he agrees to give her a chance. Its not easy for Soori to get Jungkook to agree, that’s for sure. After multiple shameless advances and drunken nights where Jungkook ended up between the sheets with Soori, he finally decides to give her a chance. She seems to really care about him, and since Y/N is already long gone from his life, he figured he have nothing to lose anyway. And with the state that he’s in, he really needed someone to make him feel wanted and loved, and Soori is perfect for that. Its been two long years now since Y/N decides to end the friendship because of his stupidity, he knows he should probably move on by now, Y/N most likely did, especially now that he has Soori by his side, but the void in his heart stayed empty.

In his heart, its always Y/N.

He will always wants Y/N.

“Yeah. I know you are with me, but are you really? You never once said you love me Kook,” Soori whined as she takes a seat besides him. Its true, when Soori asks him to give her a chance after countless nights he spend with her to distract himself from thoughts of Y/N, Jungkook directly informed her that his heart belongs to another, and he cant promise that he will ever be able to love her back. Soori still willing take the chance, believing that as long as Jungkook is hers, she will be able to change his mind someday.

What started as a plot to hurt Y/N turns into something real. The rivalry between the two goes a long way back and Soori realized she is to blame. She ruined Y/N’s family, thus her life and she should stop. Chasing after Jungkook only starts off as a plan to hurt Y/N more, knowing exactly how Y/N felt towards him. As she plotted her plan and getting to know him in the process, Soori never thought her heart would start to beat a little faster everytime she sees the doe eyed boy with a bunny smile. Then on one cold night on new year’s day, she found a disheveled looking Jungkook in a bar, and after endless drinks and meaningless flirting, he offered to take her back to his dorm. Soori felt like she had killed two bird with one stone. She gets the boy of her dreams and her plot to hurt Y/N works when the said girl herself saw the passionate moment that they shared. After Jungkook came back from tour, Soori tried her best to get his attention again, and with Y/N out from his life, he finally gives in.

However, its obvious that Jungkook will never love her. He might start to care for her, but he will never ever love her like he loved Y/N.

“We have talked about this Soori,” Jungkook sighed. He already informed her about his feelings before rhey get into this. She is the one who agreed to it. Jungkook knows its not fair, but how can he say something he dont mean? How can he tell her he loves her when his heart beats for another? When it beats for Y/N.

“Yeah, whatever,” Soori grumbled. “Anyway, Y/N looks happy,”

“She does?”

“Yeah. She’s a dancer now. And own a dance studio uptown,” Soori told him, as Jungkook teied to keep a poker face as he listens to his current girlfriend talks about the love of his life. “She looks very happy. Most probably over you, a guy who broke her heart,” she turns, gauging for his reaction but getting none. God, she hates how no matter what she do, Y/N will still be number one in Jungkook’s eyes. What does she have to do to make him get over her? Is there even anything else she can do? Soori thinks about her next word carefully, hoping that this new information will change Jungkook’s heart forever.

“Its been two years Kookie. Im pretty sure she has found somebody new,” she slowly starts off. Jungkook just nodded, not saying anything nor look at her. “And she probably did. I saw her Kook… she… she has a daughter. She has moved on, and so should you,”

Jungkook never expected to hear the words that came out from Soori’s mouth. He turns towards Soori, trying to see if she’s joking but is only met with a serious faced Soori, staring back at him. Y/N has a daughter?

“What?”

“Yeah. She has a daughter. And from what I was told, she’s also a single mother,”

/////

Y/N smiles as her two year old daughter runs around the dancing studio, laughing as her students chase the little girl around. She smiles softly at Nara, thinking about how the little girl’s presence changed her life two years ago. Nara is her happiness and with her around, Y/N dont think she will ever be upset again.

Y/N found out she was pregnant two years ago, a few weeks after Jungkook went off to tour. Still hurt, broken and lost from the exhausting fight with him, Y/N is more emotionally confused when she found out she’s pregnant and realized she has no idea at all on who might the father be. She is now more positive than ever that she slept with someone that night of the new year’s party. She cracked her brains for days, but she really cant remember who. Y/N locked herself in her room for days, crying and bawling her eyes out. She has lost her one and only friend, who is also the love of her life, and now she’s pregnant and alone. Finally finding strength after a week of self pity, Y/N patted her stomach and crawled out from her dark hole and make a promise to herself that she would be the best mother she could ever be for her child, no matter who the father is.

That is exactly what she becomes.

Struggling as a single mother and a student of a dance major, Y/N make the hardest decision to take a break from studying, since she obviously cant dance with a pregnant belly anyway, and work her ass off to earn money to support herself and her child. One look at her beautiful daughter on the day she was born, every struggle she had faced dissappeared and she realized that she has never love anything as much as she loves the tiny hands thats holding hers. She knew then that all the sacrifices that she made was worth it. It was worth it because its for her daughter. And she’s going to love her no matter what may happen.

Focusing on her newborn daughter and continuing to achieve her dreams of becoming a dancer is a great distraction from thinking about Jungkook who is still very much in her mind. She misses him every single day and it doesnt help that he appears on the news with his band members, looking so handsome and adorable, just like how she remembers him, almost every time Y/N switch on the TV. However, the past is the past now and she has a new future now. A future without Jeon Jungkook in it.

Nara is her everything and she will give her all to the little girl.

The sound of her phone ringing snapped Y/N out from her thoughts as she immediately picked it up without looking at the caller ID, first checking if Nara is still safely playing with her students.

“Hello?”

“Urm, hi. Is this… is this Y/N?” The caller’s voice sounded too familiar for Y/N’s liking. Y/N moved her phone away from her ears to see the screen and only ‘unknown number’ is written on it.

It couldnt be, could it? It couldnt be him.

“Yes. This is she speaking. Who is this?” Thinking it might be someone calling regarding her dance academy, she continues on.

“Y/N… its me, Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook…I… I miss you,”

/////

Y/N stared at the clouds, her mind off somewhere else, as she is currently seated in a short flight from Busan to Seoul, courtesy of her long lost best friend, Jungkook. After that surprised phone call, Y/N had immediately hangs up in panic the moment Jungkook made himself known. She had spend years trying to lose all contact with him in order to mend her broken heart, and now that its almost heal, Jungkook once again came back to her life. How can he just call her after two years and says he miss her? Her heart almost burst just by the sound of his voice.

Jungkook, not giving up this time, has been relentless in his effort to get her to talk to him. Calling everyone, even harrasing her parents and work place until Y/N didnt have any other choice but to talk to him. After careful consideration and a deep breathe, she finally did. They talked for a while, and after countless awkward silences, they start to warm up to each other and Y/N felt at ease, just like he did before. Just like when they were still best friends, before everything goes down to shit.

Everything feels like a dream to Jungkook. He would never in a million years thought Y/N would ever want to talk to him again no matter what he tried, but he have to. He needs to reach out to her. He left Y/N alone during her pregnancy, and now that she’s a single mother, Jungkook believes Y/N needed his support more than ever. Taking things slow, he starts with light conversations and old memories. Memories that never failed to make him smile. After finally getting the feeling that Y/N is comfortable enough with him, Jungkook held his breath as he finds the courage to invite her to Seoul to visit him.

“Come to Seoul,”

“What?”

“I want to see you again Y/N. I cant come back to see you,” he sighed. “My schedules dont allow me. Please come to Seoul,” he plead. He needs to see her. He needs to tell her in person that he will always be there for her. Maybe not as somebody special, but as her best friend. She needs to know that she is not alone.

Y/N was really reluctant at first. Why would she want to go all the way to Seoul just to meet up with the boy who broke her heart? But another part of her misses him so bad. She cant lie to herself, after all this years, Jungkook is still the one that she wants. Always will, always have. But is her heart ready for this?

After much coaxing from Jungkook’s part, telling her how he miss her and how they should meet to catch up on good old days, how he needs his best friend, Y/N gives in.

Afterall, what could have gone wrong, right?

So after kissing Nara goodbye, no way is she bringing her daughter along to see Jungkook, she packed her bags and board the plane, and here she is now, in front of the one man that both broke and owns her heart at the same time.

“I’m finally here now Jungkook,” No greetings, just a statement. She didnt know what to say, or what to do she cant and wont let her heart fall for him again. Jungkook just smile warmly at her, knowing her wll enough to know that underneath that cold exterior, Y/N is just hurt and vulnerable.

“I know you are, and I still cant believe its real. Im not dreaming am I?” He pinched his cheeks. “I miss you,” he peered into the pair of eyes that he missed so much.

“Well, I cant say the same thing about you,” Y/N quickly averted her gaze from Jungkook’s deep ones. Jungkook will know she’s lying. He always do. Jungkook sighed but smile anyway.

Its okay. They just met again after a long time. She is still hurt. She needed time.

“Y/N, the reason I wanted to see you is… other than the fact that I do miss you, is..I know. I know about your daughter,”

“What?” Y/N was shocked. How did he know? Did he keep tabs on her all this while?

“So… someone saw you and told me. Why didnt you tell me? You didnt have to go through it alone. I’m your best friend arent I? No matter what happens you know I will always be here for you,” Jungkook reached out to hold her hand across the table, and surprisingly, Y/N didnt pulled back her hand and basked in the warmth of Jungkook’s touch instead. She has been alone and struggling for so long, it feels good to feel some support for once.

“How am I supposed to tell you? I didnt think you still care Jungkook,” Y/N closes her eyes, the painful memory of two years ago came flooding back.

“How can you say that? How can you even think that? Of course I do. I always care about you Y/N,” his thumbs slowly rubs the back of her hand. It hurts to think the woman that he loves thought so lowly of him.

“If you dont mind me asking,” Jungkook place his words carefully. “Who…whose is it? Who’s the father?” Jungkook asks the question that he has been dreading, jealousy starts to rise in his chest. Who is the lucky man who manages to captured her heart?

“I…I dont know,” Y/N finally admitted, tears are starting to pool at the corner of her eyes as she tries to blink them back. Jungkook’s eyes widen as he registered what he meant. He knew she was a single mother, but he thought its only because the two of them broke up but the father is still in the picture. He didnt know she struggle this much alone.

“Oh, Y/N,” Jungkook immediately stood up and engulfed her in a hug. “Shhh, its okay. Im here now. You wont be alone anymore,” Jungkook tucked her head underneath his chin and continue to hug her tightly as Y/N finally let herself cry in his embraced.

She finally gets Jungkook back, and for once in the last two years, she finally doesnt feel scared anymore. She doesnt need to carry all the burden alone anymore. Jungkook is here with her. He will always be here for her.

The rest of her trip was spend to getting to know Jungkook again. He told her everything that had happened during the past years and she told him all about Nara. It makes her happy to hear how successful Jungkook has become and how happy he is with his career. Its as if all the dark tragedy that happened before has been totally forgotten.

“Im glad you are happy with Nara, Y/N. She seems wonderful. I wish I could meet her someday,” Jungkook beams as they walked side by side by the river.

“Yes you should. Maybe next time I will bring her with me when I come to visit,” she smile. “Come to think of it, she has the same brown doe eyes like you. I must have missed you too much while i was pregnant with her that she ended up looking like you,” Y/N laughs as she jokes. She never thought that she would ever be able to smile in Jungkook’s presence ever again. Jungkook’s eyes crinkled at the thought that Y/N is willing to come and visit him again.

“How about you? Dont you have anyone in your life? It must be lonely to be a big shot celebrity but no one to share it with,” Y/N turns to face him, cocking her head as she asks the question. Jungkook gets nervous as he cleared his throat. He wonders if he should tell her truth about him and Soori. They might not be serious but they are still dating. There’s no point in lying. Y/N will found out soon enough.

“I’m… I’m dating Soori,” he softly confessed. Y/N’s mouth gap wide open as she looks at him. Is this really happening?

“You are dating Soori? The Soori? Did I heard correctly?” Jungkook just kept quiet, confirming what she heard is true. Y/N tried to keep calm and composed herself. Why Soori? Out of every woman in this world, why must Jungkook date Soori?

“Y/N?” Jungkook quietly calls out her name when she kept quiet for a while. She sighed as she stabilize her breathing.

Calm down Y/N. Jungkook can date whoever he wants. You are nothing to him remember?

“Im okay Jungkook,” she flashed him a forced smile. “If you choose to date her, I have no right to say anything about it. Her issues are with me, and not you,” she said softly. Jungkook suddenly feel a mix of frustration, guilt and anger rise up in him. Why is Y/N so accepting? Just two years ago she is willing to ruin their whole friendship because of Soori and now she’s this calm? “But Jungkook… why must it be her?”

“Then who Y/N? You?” Jungkook suddenly snapped. He didnt know why he feels so angry. Is it because he had laid his feelings bare in front if her that night only to be humiliatingly ignored and now she’s giving her opion on who’s more suitable for him?

Y/N’s eyes widen at his sudden remark. What is wrong with him?

“Wh..what?”

“You said Soori is not good for me. Are you trying to tell me that you are?”

“Jungkook, thats not what I’m trying to say at all!”

“You know what, I dont know what happened between you two but it was way in the past and because of your pettiness who just cant let go of some teenage problems, you let it ruined our friendship! Atleast she was there for me when you arent Y/N! When I was lost and alone, where were you?! Just get over it already!” Jungkook didnt know why he snapped. It just pisses him off that Y/N would make a comment about his relationship when she’s the one who ruined theirs in the first place. He might not love Soori, that much is true, but atleast she did be there for him when he was lost and feeling alone. Y/N’s lips starts to trembled at Jungkook’s sudden outburst.

“Jungkook, I’m sorry for what happened two years ago. Im sorry for wasting our friendship, but, this has nothing to do with it,” Y/N managed to choked out between her incoming tears. She didnt know Jungkook is this hurt about what happened two years ago. “I’m.. I’m just trying to tell you that Soori is not the kind of girl you should be with,”

“Oh, like you are the one to talk about relationships Y/N!” Jungkook wailed his hands around. “Dont you dare judge my relationship with her when you are the one wh got pregnant by someone you dont even know like a little whore!” The moment those words left his mouth, Jungkook’s eyes widen and he immediately regrets it.

His shouldnt have said it. He didnt meant any of it. He is just too consumed with anger.

His heart ached even more when he sees Y/N’s eyes widen and her face scrunched up in hurt by his words.

“Y/N… I didnt mean-” Y/N raised a hand to stop him.

“No, I think that is exactly what you meant Jungkook,” Y/N angrily wiped her eyes. “This is a mistake. I shouldnt have come here. I shouldnt have come to see you,” she mumbled and quickly turns around to ran away from him, leaving both Jungkook and Seoul behind, swearing to herself that she will never again let this man make her cry.

Jungkook fell down to his knees as he tried to contained the tears from falling. He just got Y/N back after two years, and now he lost her again. All because of his stupidity and pettiness.

“Y/N no… I’m sorry. I love you,” Jungkook whispered with the last of his strength but Y/N is already long gone to hear whay he had got to say.

When are you ever going to stop hurting the girl you love Jeon Jungkook?

/////

After she took the next flight out back to Busan, Y/N once again cut off all communication with him. What he said hurts so much. She would never thought something so hurtful and vengeful could ever come out from Jungkook’s mouth. She cried during the whole flight, making the other passengers and even the stewardess worry about her. Y/N never thought her broken heart can get broken even more, and she is definitely wrong.

When it comes to Jungkook, he will always have that power over her.

Arrived home, she peeked into her daughter’s bedroom and as she saw the little girl sleeping face, all her problems melted away. Jungkook can say anything he wants about her, but when she looks at Nara, Y/N didnt feel even an ounce of regret over what happened to her, instead, a certain kind of happiness fills her heart, the kind no one can make her thinks otherwise.

Another long year has passed without Jungkook in her life. Sure, she still misses him a lot. There are still so many good memories that she shared with him that no amount of hurtful things could ever erased. Even despite everything the two of them had been through, the push and pull, Y/N knows, in her heart Jungkook is still the wants she loves, the one she wants. But he doesnt seem to need her in his life anymore, and if that makes him happy than she is okay with it. Their last conversation, although happened a year ago still constantly repeats itself in her mind.

“At least she’s here for me when you arent Y/N”

“Dont you dare judge my relationship with her when you are the one wh got pregnant by someone you dont even know like a little whore!”

“Hey sweetheart, you okay? You are thinking about something again arent you? Something is bothering your mind again?” Y/N snapped out from her thoughts at the sound of Jae Hee’s voice as he gave her a hug around the waist from behind, tucking his chin on her shoulders. Y/N turns and smile softly at him.

“No, nothing at all,”

“Dont lie to me. I know you well enough Y/N. You are thinking about Jungkook again arent you?” Y/N sighed. She knows there is no point in lying to this man. He can see right through her. He turns her around to face him and cupped her face. “You know… I know you miss your best friend. Why dont you invite him to our wedding? You can even ask him if he would do the honors to do the speech,” Jae Hee softly suggested as he looks into her eyes.

Right. The wedding.

She’s getting married to a wonderful man and she still cant stop thinking about Jungkook.

Y/N stares back into Jae Hee soft gaze and the memories came gushing back. She remembers how she found him drenched in front of her dance studio, stuck in the storm. Although terrified of helping a random stranger that late at night, she still offered him a warm place to stay to wait out the storm until it passes. Its as if fate has planned something for them, the storm lasted the whole night and the two, stuck in the dance academy, spend it in the warmth glow of candlelight after the thunder cut off the town’s electricity, just talking to each other. Even in that short amount of time, Y/N has never felt so connected to someone as she did with Jae Hee and apparently the feelings are mutual as he keeps on popping up for a visit since then. Friendship blossoms into something more and with time, Jae Hee finally confessed his feelings for her.

Still hurt and scarred by love, Y/N refused, wanting nothing more than just a friendship from the kind man. Persistent to make her his, Jae Hee promise that he understands the affection she felt for him will never be considered as love, and it wont matter to him since he loves her and Nara too much. He promise if Y/N would give him a chance and accept him in her life, he would love both her and Nara for eternity and becomes the perfect husband and father to them. His genuine love for them touched Y/N’s heart, especially when she saw how he really loves Nara. Y/N always believe that Nara needed a father to feel complete. Try as she might, she still cant fill the void that her daughter is feeling. Pushing aside her own feelings, Y/N decides to take a chance with Jae Hee as she thinks he will be the perfect father for Nara.

After once again laying down her true feelings, making sure Jae Hee really understands that it isnt possible for her to love again, he proposed and she accepted. Y/N told everything that happened between her and Jungkook, but of course, leaving out the part of how she is head over heels in love with him and how he is the reason of her heartbreak. All the while thinking that the reason Y/N is upset is only because she is missing her best friend, Jae Hee finally suggested what he had thought about for some time.

“So what do you think?”

“In..invite him?” Y/N stuttered. Can she really do it? Will her heart be okay to see the face that she loves on the day of her wedding?

“Yes. He is your best friend sweetheart. Im sure whatever issues you two have can be solved after some talking. It breaks my heart to see you so upset,” he tucked her hair behind her ear. Y/N smile at that. Jae Hee is really a blessing. And as she looks inside his eyes again, his soft gaze looking at her, she saw a love so genuine, making her believe, that even if she wont ever love him back the way he loves her, Jae Hee will always be special to her and Jungkook’s presence wont be able to change that.

“Okay,” she softly agreed between her breath. “Okay, I will invite Jungkook to our wedding,”

/////

Jungkook lay down in the middle of the empty practice room, breath hot and heavy after an intense session of dancing. His hyungs has all gone back to the dorm to take their respective showers and most probably off to sleep, but like the past one year, Jungkook will spend some time alone every night after practice, just laying there, thinking about Y/N.

His last words to her still haunts him every night. It got even worse after Soori finally broke up with him, admitting defeat in the battle to win his heart from Y/N. Jungkook doesnt really care. His breakup with Soori past by him like its nothing, but the words he said to Y/N that day repeated himself a thousand times over in a super slow speed every single day. How could he say that to her? How could he even think it?

He closes his eyes again, the memory of Y/N’s laughter filled his mind, taking him back to when days were easier. When him and Y/N are still best friends and he could see her anytime that he pleased. He smile to himself like a mad person as one by one their memory replayed itself in his mind.

I miss you. I miss you so much Y/N.

His phone rings, making him snapped opened his eyes as he grabs it. His eyes almost bulged out from its sockets when he saw the caller ID.

Y/N ♡♡

Is this real? Or is he hallucinating again? Y/N has his number blocked since that day and he wasnt able to contact her since then. But why is she calling now? Is she okay?

“He..hello?”

“Jungkook?”

“Ye..yeah,”

“This is… Y/N,”

“I know. I… I still keep your number,”

“Oh,” silence. “Urm well, Im just calling to tell you that…”

“Yes?” Jungkook gets up from his laying form, anxious to hear her next words. Its been a year and now she’s calling. She’s calling to tell him something. What does she need to tell him?

Please tell me you love me again. Please tell me you love me again. And I swear this time I will shout out my feelings for you. I wont ever let you go again. Jungkook silently prayed in his heart as he closes his eyes, heart racing nervously.

“To tell you that I’m getting married and I would like for you to come and if you would accept the honor, to give out the speech… as my best friend,”

Jungkook thought he knew what heartbreak felt like before, but as he felt his heart breaks into even tinier pieces at Y/N’s words, he knows now what he felt before is nothing. This is what heartbreaks feels like. And it hurts like hell.

Y/N is getting married. And its not to him.

Jungkook ponders on Y/N’s requests for weeks after that. Is he strong enough to do it? Can he take it to see the woman that he loves officially belongs to someone else?

Jungkook closes his eyes and starts to think back about what happened between him and Y/N since that night. Where did it all go wrong. He starts to think and the painful memories came crushing back to him.

“I dont ever want to talk about last night. I did the biggest mistake of my life. I was horribly drunk!”

“Yes, it hurts me to see someone I love sleeping with someone else,”

“You know what, you were right, I am nothing but just your friend, but let me make it easier for you Jeon Jungkook, from now on I’ll just be nothing at all to you,”

“Dont you dare judge my relationship with her when you are the one who got pregnant by someone you dont even know like a little whore!”

“Y/N… I didnt mean-”

“No, I think that is exactly what you meant Jungkook,”

“Y/N no… I’m sorry. I love you,” but Y/N is already long gone to hear what he had got to say.

Jungkook’s eyes snapped opened again. He sees it now.

He never once told her how he felt. He never told her how much he actually loves her.

Y/N never knew that Jungkook is in love with her.

I have to go to the wedding. I have to stop her. I cant lose Y/N again. I have to tell her I love her. I have to tell Y/N I love her!

With that realization, Jungkook jumped up and quickly rushed to his room to get ready to board the next flight out to Y/N.

Jungkook arrived just in time for the rehearsal dinner. He looks around at the crowded place, trying to locate Y/N as he try to smooth down the crinkled of his shirt from the flight. A handsome man who is busy greeting and shaking hands with the guests approached him and smile.

“You must be Jungkook,” he greeted "Jeon Jungkook?“ He flashed him a friendly smile.

"Urm.. ye.. yes,” Jungkook shakes the hand that the man has held out, puzzled. How can anyone here know him? He doesnt look like a fan. “How do you know who I am?” The man laughs.

“Of course I know you. I’ve seen your pictures and heard a lot about you,” he smiles again. “I’m Jae Hee. Y/N’s fiancee. And Jungkook, we should talk,”

/////

Jae Hee lead Jungkook to one of the empty room around the hall and offered him a glass of whisky, which Jungkook gladly accept.

“So,” Jae Hee turned to face him as he took a seat, “I would like to thank you for actually coming. I know it would mean the world to Y/N,” he smiles.

“Ye..yeah. Of course. I am her best friend after all,” Jungkook replied, trying to hide the shakiness of his voice. Jae Hee gave out a hearty laughs, finding his sttement ridiculously funny.

“Jungkook. I think both you and I know that you are more than just a best friend to Y/N,” Jae Hee gave a small smile as he took a sip from his glass and stood up, taking a step closer to Jungkook.

“What..what do you mean?”

“Y/N might not tell me her true feelings about you. In fact she tried her best to hide it. But she did told me that she wont be able to love anybody else ever again. She didnt tell me its because of you, obviously,” Jae Hee chuckled. “But I know her. I can tell. From the way her eyes sparkles when she talks about you and how she cant hide a smile when she says your name… I can tell that in her heart its only you Jungkook,” Jungkook swallowed a hard lumped in his throat. Y/N talks about him? To her own fiance? The information makes him both happy and nervous.

“And from the fact that you are here right now, looking the way you do…” Jungkook raised an eyebrow. What does he means? Jae Hee laughs at Jungkook’s questioning look. “Looking like you just ran through hell just to see her…” he explained before continuing, “It shows that you clearly feel the same way about her too,”

Jungkook kept quiet and Jae Hee took it a sign to keep going. He sighed. “You know. I love her. I love her so much and Nara… I dont think I can live to be apart from Nara. And I really want them to be happy,” he swirled his drink around in his glass. “I have already come to terms that Y/N will never love me like she loves you. But Jungkook,” Jungkook looks up at the man as he calls out his name. “I can make her happy. I promise you that. I will take care of her and Nara with all my heart. I dont know what you came here for, but whatever it is you planned on doing, please just think about her happiness first,” Jae Hee locked his gazed with Jungkook’s, making the latter speechless.

“I love her Jae Hee. And I want whats best for her too,” Jungkook softly said, feeling he should explain himself too. Jae Hee just nodded, creating a silent understanding between the two man.

“Jae Hee… there’s just one thing I need to know,”

“What is it?”

“Is… is Nara yours?” Jae Hee chuckled.

“I wish she is. She is wonderful and I already thinks of her as my own daughter. But unfortunately no,” he shakes his head. “Y/N got drunk at some new years’ party three years ago and she doesnt remember a thing. She cant remember who the father is. She keeps beating herself up for it, blaming herself for the reason Nara not having a father, but I think she did a great job bringing her up alone,” he explained proudly.

“She really did,” Jungkook whispered before something that Jae Hee said crosses his mind again. “Wait. New years’ party three years ago?”

“Yes,” Jae Hee looks at him quizically but didnt say anything more as he stood up. “I would love to talk more with you Jungkook, but I got to go. This is my wedding rehearsal dinner after all,” he chuckles. “But please, please think about what I said and I hope you will make the right decision for both Y/N and Nara,” he nodded and went off but something even more important is going through Jungkook’s mind.

New year’s party three years ago?

That is the night he slept with Y/N. The night when everything started to go downhill.

“I dont ever want to talk about last night. I did the biggest mistake of my life. I was horribly drunk! I swear, I’m never getting drunk ever again!”

“Cant believe you are leaving your hangover bestfriend who cant remember anything from last night alone,”

“Who…whose is it? Who’s the father?”

“I…I dont know,”

“Y/N got drunk at some new year’s party three years ago and she doesnt remember a thing. She cant remember who the father is,”

Jungkook starts to trembled as the pieces starts to fall together.

Nara is his daughter.

He has a daughter with Y/N. He has a daughter with the one woman he had love all his life.

Another sudden realization makes his heart sinks even further. Y/N didnt remember they slept together that night. She didnt know. She didnt hear Jungkook confesses his love to her that night. What she said that morning, she didnt mean it the way Jungkook had intepreted it. She didnt regret sleeping with him. She only regretted gettng so drunk that she cant remember anything.

And him, Jungkook placed his head in his hands, him, being an absolute idiot that he is, went with his feelings and ruined every single thing just because of his petty bitterness.

Y/N didnt think he was a mistake. Y/N said so herself. She loves him. If only he didnt ruined it, they would have been together already.

Jungkook loves her. And Y/N loves him. And Nara is his.

I need to get Y/N back.

With utmost determination, he rushed out to the main hall, only to see Y/N and Jae Hee holding hands at the main table. The girl that he had love all his life laughing and smiling so happily besides Jae Hee as Nara stand besides him, clinging tight to his pants. Jungkook saw how Jae Hee leaned in to kiss Y/N on her cheek before he kneeled down and bobbed Nara on the nose, making the little girl laughs as she held onto his neck, jumping closer to give him a tight embraced.

“You know. I love her. I love her so much and Nara… I dont think I can live to be apart from Nara. And I really want them to be happy,” he swirled his drink around in his glass. “I have already come to terms that Y/N will never love me like she loves you. But Jungkook,” Jungkook looks up at the man as he calls out his name. “I can make her happy. I promise you that. I will take care of her and Nara with all my heart. I dont know what you came here for, but whatever it is you planned on doing, please just think about her happiness first,”

Jungkook closes his eyes as Jae Hee’s words rings in his ears. His determined fist starts to fall limply as it unclenched by his side, defeated by the truth.

I need to let her go. Jae Hee makes her and Nara happy. I need to let her go.

With one last deep breath and angrily wiping his tears away, Jungkook enters the hall as he huts his champagne glass with a spoon, making everyone turned their attention to him from the sound. He flashed his wide bunny smile as he looks straight into Y/N’s eyes who is gasping in surprised at his presence.

“I am the bride’s bestfriend and I would like to make a toast,” he starts off, still smiling at her.

“Jungkook…” he can hear Y/N calls out his name and his heart feels like breaking all over again. This could be the last time he will ever hear her calls it out.

“Y/N and I has been bestfriends ever since I can remember. We did all the silliest thing together. Looking at how she has grown into such a beautiful woman she is right now, you wouldnt believe me if I said she could climb trees faster than me, swim better than me and throw a punch stronger than me, Jungkook hears a few chuckles from the guest but his eyes is only focusing on the love of his life, looking straight at Y/N’s teary ones. "You know Y/N… I am always competitve. I always wanted to win. But I willingly lose everytime when it comes to you, just so I can watch you jumped around in victory,” he smile wider although his heart ached.

“For you Y/N, I’m always willing to lose as long as it makes you happy,” he said softly. “You are the most beautiful person I have ever had the pleasure to meet and you had made my life so beautiful just by being in it. You are the only person who knows me inside out, and everyday that I spent with you, I’m happy. Its your turn now Y/N. Be happy. I will gladly lose again as long as you promised me that you will be happy,” Jungkook couldnt help but felt the tears starts to pricked his eyes as he tries his best to blinked them back. Jungkook still kept his gaze on Y/N, never letting go as he knows this is the last time he will be allowed to do so. He flashed her his widest smile, bunny teeth showing. “I love you so much L/N Y/N. It has always been you and will always be you,” Jungkook’s last words came out as a whisper but as the hall has gotten extremely quiet, each and every guest who attended is able to hear what he had said. Y/N is shaking from sobbing too much as Jae Hee rubbed her back comfortingly. Jungkook, finally snapping out from his emotions by Jae Hee’s gesture realized where he is and who is around him and quickly continues. “I… I mean that you will always be my best friend Y/N. I dont think there’s anyone else who would put up with my shitty ass,” he added and the guests let out a nervous laugh. “To the future bride and groom,” Jungkook toasted and the whole hall raised their glasses up.

As Jungkook swallowed up his drink in one go, his eyes never left Y/N’s, and so does hers. He flicked his eyes over to Jae Hee who smile sadly at him and mouth him a thanked you, lifting his glass up as a sign of thanks and respect. Jungkook return the gesture and as he puts his glass away, he smile at Y/N from where he is standing from across the room.

“I love you so much Y/N. Be happy. Goodbye,” he mouthed before turning away and exiting the hall, never looking back again.

Three years later

“We are going to meet with a new batch of dancers today. They will be working with you for this upcoming tour,” PD-nim announced. “Please come with me. We are meeting the academy’s owner to discuss the concept of your cheography,” the seven tired heads bobbed and followed the PD out.

Making his way out and still tired from their non stop practice, Jungkook arrived first and didnt bother to take a look around the meeting room and quickly sat in his designated seat, slumping down on his chair and leaning his head back, not aware to the fact that there was already someone else in the room.

“You seem tired,” Jungkook’s ears immediately perked at the sound of the familiar voice. A voice that he miss. A voice that has been haunting his dreams. He straighten himself up and right across from him, seated in the opposite chair is Y/N, grinning from ear to ear, looking at him. Jungkook rubbed his eyes, making sure he is not hallucinating again.

“Y..Y/N?”

“Hello Jungkook,”

/////

“So… you are a dancer huh?” Jungkook awkwardly tries to make a conversation as he stir his cup of hot coffee. He couldnt take his eyes off of Y/N during the whole meeting. Hoseok even have to elbowed him, hard, to ensure that he pays attention. The minute the meeting is adjourned, he quickly rushed over to Y/N as she starts to move away and ask her out for a cup of coffee, to 'catch up on the old times’ he says, which Y/N glady accepted, and here they are, sitting opposite each other in a coffee shop.

Y/N giggled at his nervousness.

“Yes. My dance academy finally gets its recognition,” she nodded. She reached out her hand to touch Jungkook’s over the table and he flinched in surprised. “Jungkook, its me. You dont have to be so nervous,”

Jungkook takes a deep breath.

“I know its you Y/N. That is precisely the reason why I’m nervous,”

“Why is that?”

Because I love you. I still love you and I still want you. But I cant have you.

“Because I havent seen you in so long,” Jungkook lied through his teeth. After a moment of silence he finally find the courage to ask the question he really wanted to both know and dread. “How’s Jae Hee?”

Y/N smile. “He is doing great,”

Jungkook felt like he just took a punch. “G..good. Maybe one day all three of us could meet up sometime,” he casually suggested.

“Well… I dont know if his new wife would allow that. She’s not very fond of me,” Y/N chuckles as Jungkook’s eyes widen.

“What? New wife? Y/N, are you and Jae Hee-”

“Divorced? Yes,”

“Oh Y/N. Are you okay?” Jungkook immediately reached out to carressed her cheeks, not noticing his immediate response is to reached out to her. Y/N smiles and leaned into his touch.

“Im great actually. Dont worry so much. We broke up on good terms Jungkook,” Jungkook nodded and played with his hands

“May I ask why? What happened?”

“Because he knows we will never work out. Not when my heart is always beating for someone else. And he wants me to be happy. He’s letting me go for me to chase my happiness,” Y/N gave a small smile, hoping Jungkook gets what she’s trying to say making Jungkook swallowed a hard lump in his throat.

“Urmmm ah, how’s Nara?” Jungkook tries to avoid the topic. Y/N’s brow furrowed as Jungkook tries to change the topic. Of course this dork would be oblivious as ever.

Truth be told, Jungkook thinks about Nara as much as he thinks about Y/N ever since finding out that she is his own daughter. There is nothing more in the world that he wants than for her to call him her father and is able to do all the things that father-daughters do together. But Nara is happier without him, and even if it hurts, its something he has to endure.

Just like before, Jungkook is willing to lose as long as it makes Y/N and Nara happy.

“She’s doing great. She’s in preschool now. I think she has a great talent in drawing… and dancing,” Jungkook smiles when hearing that. “Like you,” Jungkook’s eyes immediately flickered to Y/N’s steady ones, nervous to know where Y/N is going with this. Y/N studied Jungkook’s face closely before saying her next sentence.

“I know you know you are her father Jungkook,” Y/N said softly.

“What?!” Jungkook was shocked. No one knows he is the father or knows he knows. “How.. when…”

“Jae Hee told me about the talk you had with him that night. And he told me how you were acting strange after he told you about the new year’s party. And that’s when everything came back to me…” she trailed off. “Everything that happened that night between us. Everything you said to me…:

"Y/N…”

“Why didnt you tell me?” Y/N’s eyes are already glassy with unshed tears.

“I knew you are going to be happier without me. I thought you would be happy with Jae Hee,”

“No. Why didnt you tell me the day after the party? Why did you leave me? Why did you avoid me instead Jungkook?” Y/N cant contained her tears anymore and let it fall free down her cheeks. Jungkook stood up and sat besides her, turning his whole body to face her, wiping her tears with his thumb.

“I was stupid,” Jungkook continues to stroked his thumbs on her soft cheeks. “I’m still stupid. When you said you wanted to forget that anything ever happened, I thought you meant with me… I didnt know you didnt remember anything. I was stupid. So so stupid,” his voice came out barely above a whisper as he remembers the pain that started this whole mess six years ago.

“You left me alone. I was so lost without you,” Y/N starts to hit his chest but Jungkook pulls both of her wrist and engulfed her in a hug.

“I’m sorry. I am so so sorry,”

“I miss you Jungkook. I miss you so much,” her voice muffled by his chest but still manages to make his heart flutters. Jungkook pulls her back and kiss her forehead.

“Me too Y/N. I miss you so much. You cant even imagined how much,” he choked the words out, not able to hold his emotions much longer.

“Y/N, I love you,” he finally said it. After all this years of pain and hurting, Jungkook finally manages to said it in front of the only girl he had ever love while looking straight into her eyes. “Everything I said that night… I mean everything,”

“Do.. do you really mean it? Even after all these years… do you still mean it?” Y/N asks through staggered breath, trying to calm down her tears.

“After all this years. After everything weve been through. After everything that happened. After everyone that we met. Its you Y/N. I still want you. I will always want you,” Jungkook wiped the corner of her eyes with both of his thumbs and smile at her. “I love you L/N Y/N. Not just as my best friend,” Y/N chuckle, remembering the speech he gave at the rehearsal dinner. “But as my love, my girlfriend, the mother of my child, my future wife and my everything. I love you,” he kisses her forehead again as Y/N starts to smile against her still steady tears.

“What about you? Do you still love me? Do you still want me?”

“I will always want you, Jeon Jungkook. Always,”

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Class Clown pt. 11

pt 10

masterlist

Summary: The class clown Taehyung has a lot more going on than anybody realizes, especially you, the class valedictorian.

Taehyung x Reader, fluff/angst

this one’s gonna be a lil more angsty guys buckle in, i teared up writing this, I was listening to Numb and Sad by XXXTenation to get into the mood. On a side note those are great songs, highly recommend his new album.

Taehyung

I check my watch again, and again as the day goes on. Whyyy does he have to keep her away from me for so longggkggg?? I hate him. I really do.

After feeling sorry for myself for a few hours, I decide to surprise her. I rush back to her apartment and pull out as many ingredients from her cupboards as I can, trying to figure out what to make her.

I decide to go simple with macaroni and cheese, and I put the other ingredients back, opting for a classic Kraft Mac’N Cheese box. We might not have our day of adventures, but we’ll have a little adventure regardless.

you

Xavier pulls away from the kiss, smiling in admiration. The fairy lights catch in his green eyes, and his hand gently caresses the side of your face.

You reach up, touching your lips gently, your face on fire.

“I knew we had a connection Y/n, you can’t tell me you didn't feel fireworks just now. What just happened was written in the stars, okay? This was written in the stars, you and I.” His voice is soft, and yet it cuts through the sounds of the city.

“Xavier...I..I..talk later, okay? H-happy birthday!” You step back, flustered, as you grab your purse, before taking off in a brisk walk down the sidewalk, hailing a taxi. What will you do?

You get back to the university around 8:30, stressing out. Should you tell him? Should you just pretend it never happened? You pause outside of the door of your dorm, taking a shaky breath. You decide to not tell him and just move on.

You open the door, and gasp, seeing Taehyung sitting at your dinner table, you nice bowls and plates out, holding a tossed salad on one plate with a bowl of macaroni and cheese on the side, and wine in your nice cups. There were two candles, and a bouquet of roses on the table, with soft jazz playing, adding a cinematic magic to the romantic scene before you.

And that’s when you broke down.

Taehyung

I expected a happy smile from her when she came in, not a full on breakdown. She walked in, looked at me, and crumbled, covering her face in her hands, and wailing. Of course I was up and around her in seconds, holding her and asking what was wrong, but all she did was apologize for something I couldn't make out.

After 5 minutes of apologizing, and body shaking cries, she finally got to a speaking state of being. We sat on the couch together as she collected herself.

“Taehyung, you know I love you, you know I want nothing more than to be with you, and to be happy, and I would never cheat on you, but-”

“But what?” His eyes narrow, and his calm, warm demeanor darkens. You feel your courage wither, and your face heat up as tears fill your eyes.

“Xavier kissed me and-” Taehyung interrupts you, swearing and standing running a hand through his hair and pacing. “And I kissed him back and I don't know what happened to me, or why but look Taehyung it meant nothing to me, and he means nothing to me and I will stop seeing him and--wait. Taehyung wait where are you going?!” You get up as Taehyung walks to your room, coming back with his bag, shoving past you. “Taehyung stop! I love you stop!” Your voice becomes hoarse and you grab his arm pulling him back. He whips around, fire in his eyes.

“You love me? You love me but you kissed him back? You love me but you blew me off on our day? You love me but when I get here after driving almost 2 hours I see him with his arm around you? God Y/n!” He pulls his arm out of your grip, sighing and covering his face with his hands.

“Tae-Tae..” You say his nickname softly, tears streaming down your hot cheeks.

“We need a break. We’ll talk again. Someday. But for now..just..we need a break.” He sighs and walks out, not looking back at you. The door slams shut behind him, marking an end to your relationship.

It was over.

Taehyung

I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her

i love her

i miss her

i should turn around

i should make things right

i can't live without her

i need her

I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate him

this is his fault not hers

but she kissed him back

she wants him

she needs him

its too late

My head swims with these thoughts as I drive back. I have to pull over twice because I’m blind with tears. She was my soulmate! I wanted to marry her when college was done! I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her damn it! You know what my life was going to look like? I would wake up every morning to her sweet face mouth breathing next to me every day. I would set my alarm 30 minutes earlier than needed so I could spend more time in bed with her. I would come home from a long day of work every day to see her, also tired from work. I’d kick off my shoes and run into her arms, and hold her while she told me about her day. We’d take turns making dinner. We’d raise a family. We would travel. We would’ve been happy.

I finally pull in around 8pm, and I sit in the car wiping my tears for a bit before I go in.

‘Have you been crying?’ ‘Tae are you okay?’ ‘Are you high?’ I hear it all as I walk into the dorm. I just laugh and grab some beer from the fridge before plopping on the couch, asking about everybody else’s weekend.

Time to forget.

You curl up on the couch and ball, calling Beth, who apparently wasn't even sick today. She comes over immediately, and you text Amari the news.

She brings over ice cream and other comfort foods, and lets you cry it out as you stuff your face.

The next 3 days are like that. Comfort foods and tears, comfort foods and tears.

Beth deleted all your pictures of and with him from your photo album, and archived all of your posts with him on instagram. She took his picture out of your room, and basically de-Taehyung-ed your whole life. The only evidence he had been there were the scars on your heart.

You already had missed 3/5 days of your classes, so you decided to just sit the rest of the week out, which you would never have done before.

Beth sends you notes and records all the lectures, so for the weekend you just throw yourself in catchup work. Your phone blows up with texts and calls from Xavier, which you ignore. You don’t even know what to do about him.

You didn’t realize how much time went into him. Your hour long phone calls, texting all day, planning your weekends, your spontaneous facetimes, writing love letters.

You seem to spend most of that time staring at the wall feeling empty now. You never thought you’d be the one to let a boy wreck you, but Taehyung didn’t just wreck you. He completely destroyed you.

It felt like as he walked out the door that night, so did your happiness. Your motivation. Your imagination.Your future.

When you told this to Amari on the phone, she scoffed in disbelief. When she had gone through breakups you’d comforted her right out of these states with ease, and she could not believe you were this down over a guy. But what she didn't get was that he was more than just a guy. You really thought he was the one. And that was something Amari had never had with a guy.

You wondered if it was even humanly possible to feel this way. To feel this alone. To feel this alienated.

Taehyung

I’m a douchebag. But more than that I’m an asshat. I could easily go on, but frankly I don't care. Now that I don’t have Y/n I don’t really care too much about most things. I pretty much just went to Yale for her, so now I’m just here so I can get a bangin’ job and earn the big bucks after I graduate.

This whole time I’ve been in college I knew I was a hit. I knew girls wanted me, and instead of giving them what they want I just hung around my bros at parties. But now? I’m living! I’m finally getting the college experience every man deserves. Parties with the rich every weekend? Uh, don’t mind if I do.

Yeah, I know I should be sad, I did lose the most amazing girl ever, but after the life I’ve had I’ve learnt not to linger on the bad stuff. I think I’m reverting to old habits; I’m hiding behind my humor and just kinda fratting around like I did in high school.

The first night was the worst. That night I really knew what I’d lost and it sucked. I didn't sleep. I just talked with my bros and drank til they went to bed. Then I just looked out the window and drank til the sun came up. I was worried if I kept drinking I wouldn't be able to stop, so I cut myself off (I’m not in the business of becoming like my dad)

When Y/n and I became a thing, I became soft. I forgot how cruel the world is. Upon losing her I remembered that the world didn't stop to comfort the broken, and life was gonna keep coming regardless of if I was ready or not, so moping would get me nowhere. Neither will partying but it sure is a lot more fun than sitting and thinking about how she’s probably in his arms right now. Plus it’s a lot harder to think about her and him when I have a hot girl making out with me. I’ve kinda stopped obsessing over her now, but Thanksgiving weekend is coming up soon, so I’ll have to face her then. I’ll be fine.

A week had passed and you’d finally gotten the courage to face the world again. Class with Xavier and Beth was awkward, but you guys managed. Your dorm mates said you should test a relationship with him, or try dating around now that Tae was gone, but you weren't sure. You knew dating would help you get over him, but you weren't sure if you wanted to get over him. You also weren't sure if dating Xavier would solve your problems.

Thanksgiving weekend was coming up though, so seeing Amari would definitely help you sort things out.

You talked to Beth about this as you walked out of class when Xavier grabbed your arm.

“Hey uh I know things are kinda awkward right now but can we talk?” His green eyes sparkled, and he smiled shyly. A lock of his blonde hair fell into his face from it’s perfect style. Beth squeezes your hand and nods, waving and walking off. “Sure, lets talk.” You smile, deciding it would be best to smooth things over. The two of you start to walk across the green grass of the courtyards, passing students and buildings as you walk around.

“Look, I know what I did was..unacceptable to say the least. I know you and Taehyung had a very strong relationship, but like...god Y/n I really care about you. And I know if we gave us a shot, we could get something magical from it.” You open your mouth to speak but he raises a hand to stop you. “Wait. I understand that you’re in a sensitive time, so just think about it and..just give me a chance someday okay? But my first priority here is our friendship. I miss you. I miss our trio, you, Beth, and I. I don’t want that gone. I want us all to move on like nothing happened, okay?” His eyes searched yours as he finished, and he chewed on his bottom lip delicately, frown lines forming between his brows as he awaited your response.

“Xavier, I would love that.” You smiled, and felt your heart flutter as he reflected your smile, putting an arm around you as you guys continued to walk, talking about life.

Both Beth and Xavier’s families were out of the country for the holiday, so they came home with you for Thanksgiving. The drive home was a lot of fun, and you’d been invited to a party of all your friends when you got back, so you couldn't wait to introduce Beth and Xavier to everybody.

You guys spent your first day back settling in and talking to family and Amari, but the next day was the party. It was at Jin’s huge house, so you suspected Tae would be there. Needless to say you hoped this could be when you guys get back together, though you didn't let on to that. You drove the three of you to his house around 8, when it started. When you’d arrived at 8:15, it was already in full swing. People ran up to you and hugged you, begging for details of Columbia, and eying up Beth and Xavier. You excitedly caught up with them all, but your eyes searched for Taehyung.

You didn't see him at all through the night, but you knew he was there. You could feel it with your creepy ex-girlfriend 6th sense. You lost track of your friends as you got sucked into a crowd of popular kids from school you didn't really know too well. As you bumped through the crowd, you hit one couple making out especially hard.

“Oh I’m so sorry--” The words died coming out of your mouth as you saw who it was. Taehyung’s cheeks were rosy from the liquor, his eyes were hooded and relaxed, and a sly smirk graced his lips as he pulled away from the mystery girl, who merely giggled. His eyes flickered for a moment as he registered it was you, before he winked and went back at it with her, his hands gripping her sides, pulling her closer. You felt tears spring to your eyes when you saw Xavier. You ran over to him and cupped his face in your hands, kissing him deeply.

People cheered around you, Hoseok cackling and yelling the loudest, “GET IT Y/N!”

You felt his eyes on you as Xavier pulled you close, and yet you didn't care.

Taehuyng

I felt bad seeing her, though the hot liquor coursing through me softened the blow of seeing her so hurt. I couldn't help it, something inside me wanted her to feel how I felt. Kissing this girl (whatever her name is) certainly wasn't satisfying, and making Y/n feel bad made it even less enjoyable. When I heard Hoseok say her name, and heard the crowd cheer, I looked up to see him kissing her.

What’s he even doing in my town? In my best friends house? With my girl? I must have started towards him, cause I felt a pair of arms grab me and and pull me back. It was Yoongi.

“She’s not yours anymore,” his lips said.

The world felt like it was in slow motion. His words processed slowly as my eyes captured the scene. She’s not mine.

My heart broke all over again.

The party finally drew to a close around 1am. You sat outside on a balcony when you heard a door open behind you. Jin smiled and walked out next to you.

“Enjoy the party?” His eyes shined in the moonlight.

“Brought back a lot of memories.” You mused.

“You know we aren't in high school anymore right?” His words startled you.

“Yeah?” You laughed a little, glancing at him, but he wasn't amused.

“Then you two need to stop acting like it.” He left without another word.

The rest of break went by really quick. Thanksgiving was the next day, and you guys stayed another day after. You hung out with some closer friends after before you drove back up. Jin’s words haunted you every time Xavier’s hands were on you, which seemed like they were a lot.

Life on campus changed for you now that you were Xavier’s girl. Girls seemed to openly envy you as they watched you and him walk hand in hand down the campus sidewalks. Instead of walking as your trio after class, Xavier would pull you down the sidewalks twirling you and making you laugh. While you missed Taehyung, it was nice to laugh and have somebody love you. Xavier really was sweet, not to mention handsome. You also couldn’t help feeling butterflies with him, you could see yourself falling hard for him.

You were just pondering this and pausing from texting him about tomorrow’s date when your phone lit up with a call. You smiled expecting it to be Xavier, but felt your heart stop when you saw the name at the top of the screen. You hit the green button, feeling your heart in your throat.

“Hey,” You whisper.

“Let’s talk.” the voice said.

You forgot how much Taehyung’s voice melted you.

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wearetakingthehobbitstogallifrey · 7 years ago

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Full Metal Alchemist Netflix!!! (spoilers ahead)

okay so yeah I’m not sure how they are gonna condense FMA into a successful movie and while there are probably going to be a lot of missing people/plotlines I am so psyched I don’t even care that. I’m just gonna enjoy the good stuff and shrug at the rest. here goes nothing:

-me, during the opening scene: *fully expecting the Hogwarts Express to appear any second, with a flying Ford Anglia in its wake*

-this is a very crisply colored film so far and I love it

-MY BBY BOYS!!! HUGGING THEIR MOM!!! *valiantly tries not to cry already*

-yeah no I’m crying already

-dark and gloomy funeral OMG Ed and Al are holding hands to support each other I CAN’T

-LIL ALCHEMISTS AT WORK!

-I’m happy to see that Edward Elric is just as outrageously fashionable as always, that red coat is on POINT

-Ed stop getting your butt kicked and do some alchemy

-oh yeah, Ed proceeds to perform alchemy without a circle and takes out...whatever those alchemy critters are AND THERE IS AL MY SON THE SOUL IN THE SUIT OF ARMOR

-lol Ed seems way more chill than he is in the manga/anime, I mean he hasn’t flipped out about being short yet. Still he is v. Enthusiastic and Quite Cute

-ED YOU ABSOLUTE dORK

-I CAN’T WITH HIM AND NEITHER CAN POOR AL LOL

-WOOOOOHOOO ROY MUSTANG AND RIZA HAWKEYE IN THE HOUSE

-WHO ARE YOU CALLING PUNY ok there is the Ed we all know and love

-wow the Homunculi look pretty accurate, which means Gluttony is extra ugh

-ok but seriously my favorite thing is how people assume that Al is the full metal alchemist because he is...all metal. And Al is like no really. not me

-AWWW my brother may be small but he has a big heart

-So I’m not sure why Winry isn’t a blonde but she is still very cute

-ED IS SO PASSIONATE AND SAD WHEN HE TALKS ABOUT GETTING AL’S BODY BACK :( and when he says he would do anything for Al and the camera focuses on Riza who looks like she could very well be saying I understand I would do anything for Mustang

-MAES HUGHES!!!! I AM SO HAPPY AND SAD RIGHT NOW. BECAUSE ED IS SO HAPPY TO SEE HIM AND THEY SMILE AND HUGHES IS A GOOD FRIEND AND dAMN IT I’M GONNA HAVE TO WATCH HIM DIE ALL OVER AGAIN WHAT THE HECK

-Ed is really freaking cute

-Winry scolding Ed about taking care of his metal arm and Ed apologizing I’M EXPLODING WITH HAPPY FLUTTERBYS AND RAINBOWS--AND SO IS MAES HUGHES LOOK AT THE SHIPPER ON DECK GRINNING

-wHERE IS BBY ELICIA AND WHY HASN’T HUGHES DRIVEN PEOPLE TO DISTRACTION WITH HIS PROUD PAPA ROUTINE??!

-oh she isn’t born yet... :/

-I have never been able to decide which is sadder, Al never being able to sleep and feeling alone or Ed having nightmares about what happened and feeling guilty

-that is a BEAUTIFUL dog and NINA IS SO CUTE AAHHH MY HEART IS GONNA BREAK LATER

-AL PLAYING WITH NINA OH MY HEART

-(tbh some of this plot is getting tangled up in my head, like is that how it went in the anime I don’t remember)

-*cries everytime Nina is onscreen* AL AND WINRY PLAYING WITH HER *cries harder*

-there’s that Hogwart’s Express again

-Winry: you were Nina’s favorite

Ed, proudly: ah little kids like me

Winry: yeah because you are tiny

THE BETRAYAL

-ED X WINRY OTP THEY ARE THE CUTEST

-I kind of adore the aesthetics of this movie. I want Winry’s dress

-hey Dr. Marcoh. Um bye Dr. Marcoh

-NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOO NINA!!! WHYYY

-F*** YOU MR. TUCKER

-WHY ARE THERE BIRDS CHIRPING IN THE BACKGROUND THIS SCENE IS A TRAGEDY

-FURIOUS ED IS FURIOUS THERE IS MY HOT-TEMPERED GOOD-HEARTED SON

-AL: SHUT UP OR I’LL BE THE ONE TO LOSE CONTROL

-play with me? *cries forever and ever* my heart

-oh come on don’t show me Nina’s ball lying there alone never to be played with again

-tired mussy-haired Ed = the cutest

-MAES HUGHES YOU ARE TOO SWEET *CRIES FOREVER*

-Oh hi Lieutenant Ross! (I just realized there are a LOT of people who don’t appear to be in this)

-YOU AND I ARE FRIENDS AAHHH HUGHES AND ROSS WORKING TO HELP ED AND HUGHES WON’T TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER AND OH DRAT IT I CAN’T STAND TO SEE WHAT IS GONNA HAPPEN SOON

-ED IS ALL SAD AND UPSET TILL HE SEES THAT AL IS DEPRESSED AND THEN HE TRIES TO CHEER UP HIS LIL BRO, EXCEPT AL WORRIES ALL HIS MEMORIES ARE FALSE AND AND

“TRUST ME”

“hOW CAN I TRUST ANYTHING, I’M HOLLOW!!!”

BROTHER FEELS AND ANGST WAIT NO AL OF COURSE ED IS YOUR BROTHER STOP FIGHTING :(

Al, when Ed is angrily punching him with his human fist: BROTHER USE YOUR RIGHT HAND YOU’LL INJURE YOUR LEFT HAND *cries* HE STILL CARES ABOUT HIM

THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH (THANKS WINRY)

-”BROTHER IT HURTS” *SCREAMS INTO THE VOID* *FLINGS SELF INTO THE SUN

-ED’S HEAD BUMP AGAINST AL’S ARMOR *FLINGS SELF INTO THE SUN aGAIN*

-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MAES HUGHES NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I AM NOT READY FOR THIS NOOOOOO WHYYYYYYYY

NOT THE PHONEBOOTH

NOT THE PHOTO

NOT--ROY??? (sidenote: if they’re gonna make it look like Roy did it why even introduce Maria Ross earlier?)

IN CONCLUSION I HATE EVERYTHING

-lies I’m not done yet I can go on I can make it through the rest of the movie

-NVM I CAN’T ED LOOKS SO BROKEN

..................*SIGHS*

-okay not sure where they are going with the story from here on out given them blaming Mustang but I am here for Riza Hawkeye and Ed working together to escape

-I AM CONFUSED

-ok is that real Roy or fake Roy ok this has to be fake Roy? Because why would real Roy want it to look like he is killing loyal soldiers? oh waiit wait WHAAAAAAATT

IT’S FAKE ROSS I GET IT THEY JUST SWITCHED A LOT OF THINGS AROUND

THERE IS A LOT MISSING FROM THE MOVIE

-CAN WE NOT KEEP SHOWING HUGHES’ DEATH OVER AND OVER I FREAKING CANNOT HANDLE THIS WHYYYY I’M CRYING

-UMMMM GLUTTONY IS FRICKING WEIRD (lol if Emma does her sassy recap I can’t wait to see her reaction to him)

-OKAY BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW LUST SAYS ROY HAS A WEAK SPOT RIGHT AFTER HE STEPS IN FRONT OF RIZA TO PROTECT HER AND GETS INJURED AND WHILE SHE IS SAYING THIS RIZA IS SUPPORTING HIM IN HER ARMS OKAY THANKS

OTP RIGHT THERE MATES OTP

-OH okay Tucker has Al and Winry and I don’t even know what is happening anymore

-THERE IS LITERALLY SO MUCH MISSING FROM THIS. I CAN’T BLAME THEM BECAUSE HOW DO YOU REALLY MOVIE AN ANIME BUT STILL

-what...what does Tucker want again?

-if Colonel Roy Mustang doesn’t get to destroy Lust like the badass he is then WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT

-*gets distracted from my mutterings because ROYAI*

-I’m...still not exactly sure is going on like General Hakura what? but ROY IS LEANING ON RIZA FOR SUPPORT AND THAT IS A BEAUTIFUL THING

-FIVE MINUTES LATER AND ROYAI STILL HANGING ON TO EACH OTHER

-OKAY THESE WEIRD GUMMY CREATURES ARE HIGHLY DISTURBING

-WHERE DID ENVY AND GLUTTONY GO?

-I AM V. CONFUSED

-goodbye Hakura you won’t be missed

-ah there is Envy

-actually Gluttony really didn’t need to show up again like ew

-RIZA NOT WANTING TO LEAVE ROY’S SIDE BUT FOLLOWING HIS ORDERS

-okay but why was Al all unconscious before and how did he wake up I missed that

-OH YEAH ALPHONSE PERFORMING ALCHEMY WITHOUT A TRANSMUTATION CIRCLE (look I realize it isn’t a good thing necessarily but it is very cool)

-wait Envy better not be dead just like that because um I really love how everything goes down in the anime

-BUT AT LEAST IT LOOKS LIKE MUSTANG’S GONNA DESTROY LUST

-*SHRIEKING* RIZA WAS GIVING OUT ORDERS LIKE A BADASS BUT HESITATES JUST A SECOND WHEN SHE SEES ROY’S BLOOD ON HER HAND AAAAAAAHHHH THEN SHE GETS BACK TO WORK AAAAAHHHH OTP OTP OTP

-OKAY THIS IS ALL A MESS STORY-WISE BUT I GOTTA FIND THE BRIGHT SPOTS SO ED SAVES ROY AND AL SAVES THEM BOTH AND ROY THROWING LUST’S WORDS BACK AT HER, PRETTY RAD

-AL PROTECTING THE OTHERS WITH HIS ARMOR BODY

-wait Gluttony is still alive...”Lust is dead” apparently he’s not too cut up about Envy though

-ALPHONSE!!! MY HEART :( POOR ED :( AL YOU SWEETHEART “IF IT’S AT THE PRICE OF A LIFE, I’D RATHER STAY LIKE THIS”

-I’M SORRY I’M CRYING OVER HERE CRYING OVER ED TELLING AL HIS BODY HAS GROWN AND AL IS TALLER THAN ED AND LOOK THE BROTP IN THE ANIME IS MY FAVE THING EVER AND IT WAS NOT AS PRESENT IN THE MOVIE AS I WANTED BUT THE MOMENTS WHERE IT IS REALLY GET ME

-ROYAI ROYAI JUST HUG HIM GIRL OH GOSH THE LOOK BETWEEN THE TWO

-”get promoted and expose the truth behind the mystery” look is the Fuhrer a thing, like Greed never showed up, if they are doing a sequel they have stuff to work with but it so far off the original storyline at this point

-ED AND AL AND WINRY ARE THE CUTEST

-BYE BYE HOGWART’S EXPRESS

(BTW IF WE ARE DIVERTING FROM CANON WHY COULDN’T WE GET TO ACTUALLY SEE A ROYAI WEDDING?? ?)

#fma netflix #full metal alchemist #edward and alphonse elric #elric bros #royai #in conclusion it wasn't the greatest movie but I enjoyed it a good bit anyway #ed was very cute even if he wasn't as spazzy as he is in the anime #i really wanted to see more of alphonse and the brotp interactions #i cry every day over maes hughes #an enjoyable movie even if it was rather derailed by the end plot-wise #oh wait i just saw the stinger is envy alive still?#i am so confused #i am all about the royai though

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saracen-panic · 7 years ago

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Workout

Mark x Reader

Genre: Fluff / smut, idk it always starts with fluff and then smut knocks on your door and you just have to let it in idk idk idk

Word Count: 3k what the heck

Summary: Well, you have a hard time moving and Mark tries to be helpful?

Author’s Note: Damn Mark was my first bias when they debuted and they were like babies back then, and now he’s just being rude

Thank god it was Friday. You don’t think you’d be able to go to work tomorrow after what happened today.

The muscles in your arms were practically screaming for you to stop making so much movements. If your body had a mind of its own, it would have just dropped dead at your front door before you could even think about heading for your bed. It’s a good thing it doesn’t though because you’re not spending the Friday night on a cold floor.

You kicked your heels off and dumped your bag on the kitchen table along with your earphones, wristwatch, and glasses. Your put on your Spotify playlist on your phone’s loudspeaker, (shakily) tied up your hair in a messy bun and quickly stripped your clothes off before going in the toilet.

You planned on taking a hot bath instead, but with basically your entire body aching, you wouldn’t want to risk the chance of drowning in your own tub and make an embarrassment of yourself after you’ve died.

You took a quick hot shower and though the muscle above your chest made a real fuss when you tried to wrap your towel around yourself, you exited to your room and just lied down under the fan with your back on your bed, untying your hair which was a bit sweaty.

It was only a bit after 5PM and you just wanted to sleep off the pain. As you were about to doze off, your phone went off. You would’ve ignored it but there was only person you set that ringtone to and you weren’t going to miss it for the world.

You picked it up and put it on speaker. You groaned instead of saying ‘hello’.

“Babe? You there?”

“Yeah” you croaked.

“You okay, princess?” Mark asked softly. Not soft enough apparently because you hear Jackson, Bambam and Yugyeom going off on ‘princess’ at the background, teasing Mark to death. You also hear Jaebum telling them to shut it, but even that wasn’t enough.

You laughed in response. GOT7’s currently having their comeback so it’s that time again where you’d be spending less time with your boyfriend but it’s not something you’re not used to. You do miss the boys though.

“I’m okay, just tired. What’s up?” you asked.

“You sure? I mean I’m planning on coming over anyway so I’ll see how you’re doing” he went on.

“Wait what?” you mumbled.

“Ah yeah, Music Bank is cancelled and the manager-hyung gave us the day off until tomorrow morning before Music Core. We’re just about to leave the dressing room. I’m coming over okay. Need anything?”

“Just you” you groaned, because you moved, well, tried to move, your hand to reach for your phone.

As if the people in the background knew what you were talking about, you heard Jackson screaming at the top of his lungs and Bambam and Yugyeom going “why why why” and you just knew Jackson was eavesdropping on the conversation, placing his ear at the other side of Mark’s phone.

You could also just imagine the scene unfolding in front of Mark because of that misunderstanding: Jackson being the gossip king that he is and spilling everything he heard and the maknae line just going “woo ooo ohh” and “gET IT MARK” all over the room and completely reading the context wrong.

You heard Mark grumble at the other end of the line and you tried to hold your laughter because laughing actually hurts your abdomen so you just smiled really wide instead.

“I’ll tell you all about it when you come over, okay?” you assured him. “Is everyone else coming over too?”

“Oh hell no. I’m not bringing these guys,” he said out loud, just to sass the other boys in the room.

“WHAT WHYYY” you heard Bambam whining.

“We want to see the sister-in-law too,” Jackson said. “You alwAYS HOG HER TO YOURSEL-”

“She’s my girlfriend,” you heard Mark yelled back

“Mark-hyuuuuuung” Yugyeom continued.

“Y’all little shits keep going like this and I’ll block all of you on her phone.”

Jackson dramatically gasped. “You wouldn’t!”

Mark just stuck out his tongue.

You heard some shuffling from the other line and Jackson screaming “Don’t worry, sis! We’ll see you soon – Mark can’t keep you away from us long!!”

It got less noisy so you assumed Mark went out of the room to keep his sanity intact. He can only take the teasing (and Jackson) for so long. You heard him sigh.

“Sorry about that,” he said.

“It’s alright. Tell them I miss them, okay” you caved in, and laugh. “Ow,”

“Now I really want to know what happened. Not a casual day at work?” he mused.

“Ugh it was casual, alright. A little too casual. Get here quick,” you whined.

Mark just laughed. “Okay, okay, just give me 15 minutes or so. Are you sure you don’t need anything else besides me?” he teased.

Almost on cue, your stomach grumbled. You groaned, eating is the last thing you wanted to do. Imagining all the energy you need to use just to feed yourself. But you’re not going to starve yourself no matter how tired you are.

“Can you uh, bring food? But like nothing too heavy. Imagine feeding a sick person,” you replied.

“Are you sick?” he started to worry.

“Nooo, but just imagine. I want something light” you said.

“Okay…” he said sceptically. “See you later.”

“Don’t worry about it too much. See you.”

***

About 20 minutes later you heard your front door open and Mark calling your name. “Room,” you managed to shout back.

“Baby, what happened?” he quickly sat down next to you.

Before you could answer, he leaned in and kissed you. Mark’s kisses are always soft and you can always feel how needy it is when he misses you. And you haven’t seen him in weeks, which made the kiss feel even more breath-taking. One of his hands went up to hold your face and almost automatically, your hand raised to touch his hand… until your triceps ache because it was stretched and you squeaked in shock.

Mark opened his eyes and slowly pull back, looking at you squeezing your eyes shut.

You shook you head and just groaned in response and told him to get your underwear and his black hoodie from your closet.

“Oh... so this was where it went,” you heard him mutter, not sure if you were supposed to hear that.

You managed to smile cheekily when he turned to you. All girlfriends steal their boyfriends’ hoodies. It’s almost nature.

“Okay just sit down for a bit. I’m stiff,” you said. “But I need you to help put them on for me later.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Not off?” he pouted.

“If I wasn’t in this condition I wouldn’t have asked you to take clothes for me, babe”

He sat down next to you, chuckling. “Tell me,” he started.

“Okay, last week was hell since it was the end of the month and you know banks go crazy at the end of the month trying to close off and balance the accounts and checking everything.”

“So, this week a little bit more relaxed, not to mention that today was Friday and more than half of the office was already playing around after lunch. The boss said to take today easy and we weren’t about to make him change his mind. You remember Minho? The gym enthusiast? I had a project with him earlier this year. I think I told you about it,” you said and he nodded, concentrating on your story.

You continued. “He came over to my table and I was with my other colleagues and he was like “Hey, you guys want to try this 7-minute full body workout?” and since I had no better things to do, I just went on with it – everyone at the table too since Minho was basically coaxing everyone and saying it was ‘just 7 minutes’. And so there we were, doing jumping jacks and squats and planking! Can you believe planking?! Halfway I thought I was going to pass out but I wasn’t about to lose to not holding on for 7 minutes, you know?” he laughed, taking a hint at where this was going already.

“It was like 30 seconds for every exercise and a 10-second break but what the fuck, I was just about ready to throw up after 3 minutes. What really did it was the triceps dip, push-up, and lunges combo. Everyone was basically dry heaving at this point and cursing and Minho was just laughing his ass off. So here I am, regretting my life decisions sometimes.”

You closed your eyes, trying to forget the pain when it happened. Mark looked like he was holding his laugh big time. “It’s okay. You can laugh. My lazy ass deserves this,” you said, defeated. And he went off. This boy had a really contagious laugh too so you found yourself somewhat laughing along with him.

His hand went to hold yours after he was done, tears in his eyes from laughing too much. “I really thought you got sick or something, but I didn’t expect this. Where does it hurt?” he asked, lightly squeezing up your arms.

“Everywhere. It was a full body exercise, Mark. It’s basically as bad as the first time we had sex. I’m aching everywhere. Well, except down there but you get the idea.”

You thought you saw the look in his eyes slightly darkened but he laughed and gave you an empathetic smile. “That bad?”

You whimpered.

“There, there,” he said, patting your head. “Let’s put some clothes on you.”

You slowly sat up. Mark held out the hoodie over your head and helped pull your arms into the sleeves. You pulled the hoodie down to your thighs since it was oversize on you and fell back down on the bed.

Mark was nice enough to pull the towel off you and let it spread on the bed. He went back to putting on your underwear.

His hand touched your calf to lift it up and you moaned, not sure if it was reflex or because you felt a muscle pull at your thigh. Maybe both. Mark looked at you and you knew he was confused on how to react, but he went on to the other leg and did the same. It’s halfway up your legs now and you tried really hard not to make any weird sound.

Until his hand touched your inner thigh and even you were confused on how to react when you let out a breathy moan. It felt good but it also hurt.

“I didn’t know this was going to be hotter than taking them off, baby girl,” he said, voice sounding a bit strangled. He was kneeling in between your legs now. His brows strained and his eyes dark.

And then his hands were at your hips and he had no idea what he was doing anymore. He let out a breathy “Can I?” and you found yourself nodding.

His thumb was on your clit and you exhaled, as if you’ve been holding in your breath the entire time. He was slowly going in circular motions when you mewled. You could feel his finger was trembling, trying to hold back. He let himself palm you and you almost jerked.

“So wet for me, princess. Even when you’re in pain,” he smiled apologetically at you. “Sorry,” he whispered. You moaned his name, hoping he’d get that it’s okay.

You did miss him. What’s one more place to ache, anyway? You laughed at yourself. Sadist.

Mark slid one finger in to you, going at a slow pace. When he felt you loosening up, he inserted another finger and pumped in and out of you, going a bit faster.

You were a panting mess by then, cursing and moaning. You know he doesn’t want to hurt you, considering the condition you were in but going at this pace was torture so you bucked your hips, knowing your sorry ass is in pain.

“Even in this state, you have the energy to be needy,” he chuckled.

“Yeah, well, my energy’s running out and I’m spending it on this,” you growled, impatient.

He curled his fingers inside you and your breath hitched. He continued thrusting in and out of you, looking a bit of a mess too. He went faster and you felt his fingers hit that spot and your walls automatically clenched down on his fingers.

He groaned, knowing what that means. “Shit. Tell me, baby. How does it feel?” His hand went your stomach and slowly snaked it way up to your breast, kneading on your nipple.

“Good, s-so good” you whispered. Trying to hold it out a bit longer, you started breathing in and out, and focusing on something else, anything else. But with Mark slowly becoming undone right in front of you and the small wet patch on his sweatpants, it didn’t do much to help. Sweat was slowly appearing on his forehead, his hair was still styled nicely from the performance, and he’s biting his lower lip to get a grip of himself but it’s doing things to your imagination.

You tightened on his fingers again when he kept hitting that spot and a knot was forming in your stomach. “Close. Really close,” you managed to choke out along with some profanities and his name and you heard Mark mumbled “fuck” and sped his fingers.

When you can’t hold it in anymore and you’re talking but you don’t know what came out your mouth, you heard him say, “Be a good girl and cum for me. Show me how I made you feel.”

“A-h shit, shit… holy fuck” you screamed as you felt him thumb pressing on your clit again and felt the ache in your lower abdomen and thighs clenching and found yourself releasing on his fingers which were still pumping you. Your vision blurred and he kept going until you went down from your high, breathing returning to a normal pattern and you realised you’ve balled up your fist the entire time because it hurts to lift them but as you slowly loosen your grip, your hands were shaking.

Your eyes slowly coming to focus with what just happened. Mark licked his fingers and you whimpered, clearly seeing it.

He quickly pulled your underwear up your waist before he loses himself again. He slowly dragged away the towel beneath you and quickly ran off to put it in the laundry and also took the extra boxers he left to use whenever he’s sleeping over and pulled it over your underwear.

He came up to your face and kissed you, smiling.

“Okay, just to be clear, I didn’t come here planning to do that. I thought we were just going to cuddle and fall asleep a-and it’s just- you were just-“ he sputtered.

You laughed and pushed him up (wincing in the process) so you were both sitting. You leaned forward, lightly pecked his lips. “It’s okay, I got lost in it too. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” he said, holding your hands in his and looking into your eyes.

“What are we going to do about you, though?” you chuckled, and pressed your palm on the persistent tent in his sweatpants.

“Huh? What –“ and his eyes widen when you did that and he struggled to breathe out. “Don’t worry about it. It’ll go away later –“

“But you didn’t –“

“It’s okay,” he pressed. “It’s not as bad as it looks. I’m going to take a shower now and then change before you make a fuss out of this. We’re going to eat and I’m going to cuddle you to sleep.”

It doesn’t make you feel any better but you stopped prodding him. He got up to the bathroom and cheekily winked at you before closing the door. You just shook your head and slowly got off your bed, trying to learn to walk again.

Again, you felt every part of you telling you to get back to bed but not moving would probably make it worse tomorrow morning. You tried stretching a bit and it’s already got you sweating again. You decided just to go see what Mark brought for dinner.

Bibimbap and black bean noodles in one plastic bag… hmm that’s probably his since you don’t eat that much and… fishball soup with noodles! Truly the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach.

You didn’t realise you used this much muscle to pull a chair. When you sat down, you felt Mark kissed the top of your head and sat down next to you. “Is that enough?” he asked.

“Yeah I don’t plan on eating much. I was already so tired and then thanks to someone I’m even more tired. Now I can definitely say it hurts everywhere.” You pouted.

He happily kissed away your pout. Mmm… you took in his scent and sighed in content. Mark always smells comforting.

Later, both of you spent the night on the couch, huddled together with you leaning onto his body, fingers lazily playing together, and catching up.

As it reached midnight, you were definitely getting sleepy. You were already sleepy before but Mark was going on about the funny things that happened preparing for the comeback and you couldn’t just fall asleep on him. He doesn’t talk a lot so you’re not going to ruin it when he does.

When you noticed he yawned, you yawned too and hugged into him, closing your eyes. He lifted you and carried you to your room. He laid down next to you and you turned to hug him. He kissed your head again and draped his free hand over your shoulder, softly rubbing his thumb to get you to fall asleep.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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