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[voltswaltz]

they are jus

they are jus drinking tea

[iyeonjuni]

VALENTINE ROOKIE — C. SB

synopsis: you and soobin’s first ever outdoor date! with the both of you as public figures hiding your current relationship from the world… nothing bad is going to happen...right?

pairing: idol!choi soobin x idol!gn reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 1.0k

note: happy valentines day!! this is a short little one shot i made for @enluv ‘s collab event “what the heart desires” !! hope you all enjoy it (and the header i made..probably one of my faves).

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“listen, i really don’t think it’s a good idea.” you looked at soobin with a worried expression. he had come over to your dorm early in the morning where the people were still fast asleep. you had agreed with soobin that whenever you visited each other, it either had to be late at night or the dusk of the morning. and this time it had been the latter.

“are you really rejecting me on a valentines date that i have worked so hard on?” soobin exaggerated each and every word, followed by a pout that definitely does not go unnoticed by you. he’s giving you puppy eyes, and you are trying your very best not to fall into those. but it isn’t working.

needless to say, you agreed on his outdoor valentines date. though through the few months of dating each other, you had rarely gone on dates. most you got out of each other were through text messages, occasional glances at festivals as well as secret getaways in the backstage of music shows. and more so, it was both you and soobin’s first relationship making the both of you scared to really go out where the public can easily recognise the both of you.

“what time are we starting tomorrow?” you looked at your phone to check up on any schedules out of habit, even though you know by heart that both you and soobin had a free day on valentines day.

“at night. then we’ll head home at dawn. how does that sound?” soobin looked over to you with a smile on his face, his heart racing quicker at the thought of your very first outdoor date. it also gave you some reassurance that he decided on a later time where less people would be out.

you cuddle against soobin’s chest, scrolling on your phone as you listen to his steady heartbeat. soobin slowly caresses your hair as he scrolls on his phone as well. you start to feel your eyes droop, as you fall into a deep slumber.

-

it was valentines day. you and soobin decided to sleep in since your date did not start until later at night. soobin thought of the many ideas that you could do in the comfort of your own home.

through hours of baking cookies, as well as binge watching your favorite netflix shows with soobin. it was soon late at night, and both you and soobin are getting dressed in your all black outfits along with a cap and a mask in disguise.

“i think we look great.” soobin gave his dimpled smile towards you, before fixing his cap.

“we look like thieves.” you replied sarcastically followed along with a laugh, picking your valuables and putting them in your pockets.

soobin laughed at your response, looking around to make sure he hasn’t left anything behind. he looked at you and extended his hand.

“are we ready to go?” he smiled as you took his hand into yours, swinging your arms back and forth.

“let’s go.”

-

you and soobin visited a bunch of places you would have never thought you’d be able to see. being in seoul for almost years now, there were so many attractions that you had never had the chance to go. the majority of pictures taken were selfies, the both of you were afraid that if you had approached someone asking for their help they would instantly recognise your voices.

soobin had brought you to a location at one of the highest places in seoul, overseeing the namsan tower and the bright skyline. the area was dark and there was no one to be seen, you and soobin took your masks off allowing the both of you to breathe in the fresh air. you took out your phone to admire the pictures you and soobin had taken earlier in the day, showing them to soobin and laughing at the obscure angles as you leaned your head on his shoulder.

browsing through all the pictures and placing your phone back in your pocket, you start to admire the skyline a bit more. never you would have thought you could admire such a breathtaking view with the love of your life.

“soobin, how did you find this place?” you asked, cuddling up to his side.

“i found it on the internet. beautiful isn’t it?” soobin smiled at your affectionate state, before taking in the view.

“i love it.” you turned to soobin, giving him a peck on the cheek before turning away to avoid seeing his reaction. you could feel your ears burning and your heartbeat quickening. though you could tell soobin was flustered at the action, quickly turning his head towards you like a deer in headlights.

“y/n…” soobin spoke softly though you heard your name perfectly clear. his gaze causing you to look at him. the winter air grows warmer as soobin leans closer to you, you know what's coming as the scene feels familiar to you. you follow suit as you began to close your eyes, you feel the warmth of his hand cupping the side of your cheek bringing himself forward, your lips only inches away from his own.

and just when you feel your lips brush against his, the phone rings. not only yours but soobin’s as well.

you cursed at the ringtone and you could tell soobin was mentally punching whoever was calling him at the moment.

soobin sees the caller ID and it was yeonjun, he takes a deep breath to calm himself down. yeonjun is older than you, he reminds himself before picking up the phone.

“hello-”

“soobin! what the hell were you thinking?” yeonjun yells, cutting soobin off which startles him.

“what are you talking about?” soobin questions his mind, thinking of multiple scenarios that would cause yeonjun to react this way.

“why did you go to the most obvious place that would get you caught?” yeonjun questioned with desperation, making soobin all the more confused.

the silence caused yeonjun to continue, understanding that soobin did not grasp the whole situation.

“you’re at the peak aren’t you?” yeonjun asked, voice calm.

“how did you kn-” soobin’s eyes widened.

“you do know that the peak is a literal camping ground for reporters, right? i thought you knew this!” now everything is clicking and soobin looks at you and you turned to him all too knowingly.

“i’ll call you back.” soobin hangs up and stares at you, who had just gotten off the phone with your manager. he purses his lips into a thin line, unsure of what to say.

“we have a lot of explaining to do.” you sigh as you hold onto soobin’s hand, watching as both of your phones blow up with notifications.

[phrynewrites]

When the Sun Sets on Us

“She might as well enjoy Scarlet’s perfect body next to hers, her kind blue eyes and the wrinkle at the bridge of her nose. She might as well kiss those chapsticked lips once more in a dingy motel room, laugh with her about the birds that fall through the umbrella holes at the restaurant, and transcribe the overbeating of her full, heavy heart, letting the music lull her when she returned to Denver. She might as well make the hurt worthwhile.”

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in another life. - lee heeseung x fem!reader x ????

– SYNOPSIS: in which losing you is the least of heeseung’s worries, until he’s forced to watch you slip through his fingers.

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moments like these - jay park x gn!reader drabble

worth it - jay park x fem!reader

– SYNOPSIS: In which Jay shows you your worth.

types of kisses: jay ver.

– SYNOPSIS: In which you get a glimpse of the types of kisses enhypen’s hyung line enjoy!

only love is at stake, are you willing to play? - jay park x fem!reader

– SYNOPSIS: In which Jay makes a bet to win your heart but in the end the only loser is him when he finds himself slowly falling for you, and to make matters worse his silly little rich boy bet doesn’t stay hidden for long and he loses a lot more than he gains in the end.

love first worry later - jay x fem!reader (wthd collab)

– SYNOPSIS: Jay is determined to give you the Valentine's Day date you deserve, and although a few bumps in the road may come your way, neither of you will let them ruin your day together, especially when you've already gone through so much trouble to get only a handful of hours together.

The Wedding Date - jay park x fem!reader

– SYNOPSIS: When invited to her younger sisters wedding in two weeks, Y/N L/N faces traveling alone back to Korea for the ceremony. While this seems bad enough, Heeseung, the man who left her with no explanation after four years of dating, happens to be the groom's best man. Determined to show everyone - most of all Heeseung - that her romantic life is as full and thrilling as ever, Y/N hires the ever so charming Jay Park as her date.

love spill! - rockstar!jay x fem!reader

– SYNOPSIS: In which Jay’s the clumsy stranger you meet who ruins your laptop with his coffee, but he makes up for it in more ways than one!

(almost) six missed chances - jay x fem!reader

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do exes see their breakup the same way? (jake ver.)

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letting him rate your ex crushes (jake ver. - texts)

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letting him rate your ex crushes (hoon ver. - texts)

soft launching with sunghoon! - non!idol hoon x fem!reader

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THE GHOST OF YOU - park sunghoon x fem!reader

– SYNOPSIS: Excited to start her journey at a new job, Y/N is estatic when she finds an apartment within walking distance for rent in one of the most beautiful up and coming parts of seoul for cheap, what she doesn’t know is there’s a catch. What happens when she moves in and strange things begin to occur? Will she be able to live with it or will she move out before the one month trial is up? and will she ever find out who keeps shoving her coffee cup off the kitchen counter?

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Ice Ice Baby (Gigi/Crystal) - Freyja

A/N: Hello!! This was originally written for @writethehousedown’s spring fling week, for the prompt ‘puddle’. I like having all of my fics in one place, so I thought I’d post it here as well!!

Summary: Gigi steps in a melted ice cube. She is wearing socks. It’s Crystal’s fault, but Gigi’s always had a hard time staying mad at her girlfriend. Pure fluff.

❄️

Crystal is messy.

A long time ago, Gigi had sworn to herself to never live with a messy roommate. Gigi values organization and cleanliness - she makes her bed every morning, for god’s sake. She likes a clean home.

But then she fell in love with Crystal, and she let the other girl move in despite her lack of a laundry basket and dish routine. Not that those things still happen - first order of business had been introducing Crystal to the wonder of the three-load laundry organizer.

It isn’t too bad, besides. Gigi finds comfort in cleaning, and Crystal is eager to help when she asks. Forgetting to fold the couch blankets after using them isn’t a sin.

But this? The thing Gigi is currently fuming about? Is.

Her sock is currently sopping wet with icy cold water. She’d yelped when she’d first stepped into the puddle, but now she’s fuming. What the fuck kind of monster leaves an ice cube on the floor to melt?

Crystal, she thinks darkly, and she leaves her spot standing stock still in front of the sink, empty glass still in hand, towards the living room, where a familiar mop of curly hair can be seen peeking out from the top of the couch.

She stops at the arm of the couch, glaring at her girlfriend’s profile as she swipes through her phone. “I just stepped in a puddle,” she says. “In the kitchen. From an ice cube.”

Crystal looks at her, frowning. She tilts her head. “Are you doing the vine? Because I think it’s-”

“I don’t need correcting!” Gigi says, widening her eyes. “I’m being serious! I literally stepped in it, Crystal. Are you kidding me?”

“I’m sorry!” Crystal says, eyes growing huge. “Babe, I don’t think I left that there. I don’t use ice.”

“Of course you use ice,” Gigi says, shoulders slumping. “Everyone uses ice.”

Crystal shakes her head, but she still looks vaguely guilty. Gigi would take that as enough of a confession, but Crystal could just as easily be guilty about not being guilty. Sometimes her girlfriend’s sweetness is Gigi’s greatest enemy.

“I didn’t leave the ice on the floor,” Gigi tells her. “Obviously.”

Crystal grins. “Maybe there’s a ghost.”

“Maybe I have an asshole girlfriend,” Gigi says, but it’s without heat. Crystal’s face forms into one of exaggerated shock.

“No!” she says, whiney, and then she gets up. Gigi raises an eyebrow at her, trying not to waver. Crystal had to have been the one to leave the ice cube out - had to have been. Crystal’s still grinning, however, so Gigi has yet to feel guilty.

“Where are you going?” she asks, watching Crystal pick her way to the kitchen. ‘Pick’, because she’s left her paint supplies all over the wooden floor.

“Here,” Crystal says, opening the fridge and pulling out the ice tray. Gigi stares at her.

“What?” she asks, crossing her arms. “Is that your defense?”

“No, silly!” Crystal giggles. She pops out an ice cube and holds it out to Gigi. “I’m giving you the opportunity to take revenge.”

And with that, any ounce of irritation Gigi was still holding onto drains away. “I thought you didn’t do it,” she says, approaching her girlfriend. She holds out her hand, and Crystal drops the ice into it.

“Well,” Crystal says, tilting her head. Gigi wants to kiss the small smile off of her. “I probably did. Let’s be honest.”

“Mhm,” Gigi says, trying not to smile. “So she admits it.”

Crystal slumps, her horrible posture becoming more pronounced as she rolls her eyes to the ceiling. “I admit it,” she says, sounding like a scorned second grader. Gigi loves her.

She nearly just throws the ice into the sink, ready to take mercy on her girlfriend and just cuddle with her, but the gap Crystal’s created between her back and her shirt collar with her slump has evil creeping in on the edges of Gigi’s mind.

It’s very easy to give into.

“Come here,” she says sweetly.

Crystal lights up and obeys. Gigi almost feels guilty. But not really.

Gigi strikes quickly, grabbing Crystal’s shirt and slipping the ice cube down the front before she can wriggle away. Crystal’s resulting yelp has her nearly crying with laughter.

“I’m not even wearing a bra!” she shouts, frantically unbuttoning her Hawaiian print dad shirt. “How could you?”

Gigi lets out a cackle of glee, nearly doubled over, and Crystal dumps the ice cube out onto the floor.

“I’m gonna step on that later,” Gigi gasps through her laughter. “You have to–”

“Don’t even start!” Crystal says, and suddenly they’re in a high speed chase around their tiny one bedroom.

Gigi hasn’t laughed like this in weeks. Before Crystal, she hadn’t laughed like this in years.

They jump over and onto the couch and skid around on the wooden floors, but they end up on the bed, Gigi flat on her back and Crystal straddling her, pinning her arms to the mattress.

“Not used to being in this position,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows, chest still heaving. Crystal giggles.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I’m not the one with my shirt open.”

“I’m not bothered,” Crystal says, eyes twinkling mischievously. She’s still breathing heavily, cheeks flushed. Gigi could look at her forever. “Are you?”

“Not in the slightest,” Gigi says, grinning. As Crystal leans down to kiss her, though, her heart still pounds like it’s their first.

As she slides her hands into Crystal’s shirt, stroking Crystal’s warm sides, she thinks that she’ll take a hundred wet socks if it means she gets this.

She’s in love - it’s worth every inconvenience.

[artificialqueens]

You're Wonder Under Summer Skies (Branjie) - Athena2

Summary: Brooke and Vanessa reflect on the year and their relationship as summer vacation starts. (For @writethehousedown Summer Lovin’ Week 2020).

A/N: I really loved the little teachers verse I created, and I decided to continue it here! (You might want to read the first part, Here Comes the Sun, before this). This is basically pure fluff and ice cream, and I really hope you enjoy! I would appreciate any feedback or comments you have! Thank you so much to Writ for betaing and always supporting me, you’re the best!

Title from Adore You by Harry Styles.

—

“Come on, Brooke, you’re using all the hot fudge!”

Brooke grins as Vanessa pulls up at her side.

“I saved you some, don’t worry.”

“You better have. You know how many rolls of wrapping paper we had to sell for that?” Vanessa teases, sticking her bowl under the dispenser. The PTA had fundraised enough to get real hot fudge and caramel sauce dispensers this year, and they’d had to stop more than a few kids from sticking their heads under the spouts. The last day of school ice cream party is always a success, and Brooke almost wants to apologize to the parents for the sugar-high, sticky, and grass-stained state they’ll receive their children in today.

The kids are running some of the sugar off on the playground, and it’s time for the teachers to raid the ice cream. Most of them are more excited than the kids, and who could blame them when the folding tables spread down the gym are what dreams are made of: gallons of ice cream in vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry (including dairy-free), with sprinkles, brownies, cookies, marshmallows, fruit, whipped cream, and an entire candy store to top it with. Nina covered the tables with striped tablecloths for an ice cream parlor vibe, supervising it all in an apron and paper hat, an enormous grin on her face.

Vanessa’s bowl is more candy than ice cream, and Brooke has to smile. Vanessa’s love of candy only makes her even cuter in Brooke’s eyes, and after they started dating, she began keeping extra candy in her desk in case Vanessa had a rough day, or for regular days when Brooke wanted to surprise her.

Brooke applies her finishing layer of whipped cream and looks at her masterpiece of a sundae when shouting erupts behind them.

“Give it back!”

“No!”

Brooke sighs. “Sounds like some kids are fighting. I thought they were all outside…” She and Vanessa head down the table, to see the kids in question are none other than Silky and A’keria.

“Yep, some kids fighting all right,” Vanessa cackles.

“Give me the gummy bears!” Silky lunges for the bag in A’keria’s arms.

A’keria pulls back like a boxer dodging a punch, holding the bag to her chest for dear life. “No! Last year you took them all, and I didn’t get any! Even when I told you sharing is caring. Now you can have a gummy bear-less sundae and see how it feels.”

“Hey, there’s another bag!” Nina interrupts, giving Silky a fresh bag and ushering them away from the table.

Tears of laughter glisten in Vanessa’s eyes, and Brooke has to grab some water before she chokes.

“They’re like two old ladies, I swear,” Vanessa says. She leads Brooke outside where they sit under a tree together.

Vanessa begins eating her candy with a side of chocolate ice cream, and Brooke grins. “So, embarrassing story,” she begins, watching Vanessa’s eyes light up, “When I was little, I wouldn’t eat chocolate ice cream because I thought it was made of chalk. My mom told me it wasn’t, but I wouldn’t believe her.”

“Stop, that’s adorable!” Vanessa squeals. She throws her head back and roars with laughter, summer sun sparkling against her hair, and Brooke is in awe that they’re here together, ready for casual dress day in jeans and the Star Wars T-shirts they had picked for each other. Last year she had watched Vanessa from afar, trying to find the courage to say something, wondering if her ice cream would taste better if she was enjoying it with Vanessa.

Now she can say, definitively, that it does.

—

Taking the classroom apart is Vanessa’s most-dreaded school activity. Aside from the exhaustion of trying to pack up grade books and pencils and crayons and notebooks into boxes, of tossing dirty, ripped-up decorations in the trash, there’s the sadness of it. Another year gone, another group of kids ready to be first-graders, another year becoming memories. But tomorrow’s the kindergarten graduation, and she does get to see Brooke in her black dress with white flowers, the prospect making up for the sadness.

“It’s summertime, Bertha,” Vanessa says, stroking the guinea pig cheerfully. The two babies, Cinnamon and Nutmeg, sleep peacefully in the corner. At least she’ll have them home with her this summer. She lets Bertha rest as she starts on cleaning.

Her year-round stuff–the games and toys and books in the back, plus her dog posters–can stay until the fall, but the rest has to go. With a heavy heart, she starts pulling down her summer fun decorations. There’s the construction paper beach balls and sunglass-wearing suns she had carefully made at Brooke’s one weekend, giggling and watching cooking shows while Brooke made construction paper ice cream cones for her class.

She tugs down the palm trees and deep blue paper she had turned into waves bobbing along the classroom walls. Last are the sandals and sunglasses she made, scattered around the room. Vanessa gets everything within her height range, and then she’ll ask Brooke for help with the rest. At least this year she won’t have to risk her life standing on chairs or desks or, as a last resort, trying to knock things down with a broom whose bristles always sent unknown debris into her face.

Her room goes from a sunkissed beach to a cold white block, but the emptiness doesn’t bother her as much this year. Maybe because she has Brooke now. She won’t have to exchange an awkward ‘see you next fall’, because she and Brooke have the whole summer ahead of them to spend together.

They’ve taken things slow since April, slower than any relationship Vanessa’s had. But she likes having time, not rushing things, letting each tiny moment really bask in all its meaning and glory. The first time they held hands in public, fingers locking as they browsed through a bookstore. The first time Vanessa made dinner for Brooke, rice and beans and homemade tortillas that Brooke devoured almost the whole stack of. And today, which will be the first time Vanessa tells Brooke she loves her.

In April, it took all she had to spit out that I might love you too. She’s held back since then, not wanting to go too fast or scare Brooke away, because she knows Brooke’s never been in any long-term relationships and often gets scared putting her heart out there. But Vanessa doesn’t want any more I might or I think. She wants to tell Brooke for real, to silence any doubts there could be, to let Brooke know Vanessa will never hurt her. She loves Brooke, and she wants her to know it.

Taking one last look at her almost-bare room, Vanessa heads next door.

—

Brooke carefully packs up the foam-board banana split she made and takes a look at her room, nearly empty except for the dinosaur and cat posters she leaves up all year. She carefully packs up the felt Worry Monster so he’ll stay safe until he can soothe new kids’ fears in the fall. Rose and Lily, the two guinea pigs Vanessa gave her, squeak happily, one of the only signs of life still in the classroom. There’s no trace of the ice cream cones she cut from brown construction paper and topped with a rainbow of scoops and sprinkles, no laughter bouncing off the walls, no stray LEGO blocks lying in wait to assault someone. Just a quiet classroom that will be filled with new decorations, new kids, and new excitement in a few months.

“You put your stuff away so nice. I just dumped it in boxes,” Vanessa mutters as she walks into the room.

Brooke shrugs. “I like to do it slow, I guess.”

“And think about the year,” Vanessa says, and Brooke nods, still in awe of how Vanessa can always tell what she’s thinking. Still in awe that she gets to be with someone who knows her so well.

Vanessa takes her hand and pulls her across the room. They climb on Brooke’s desk, moving aside her Totoro mug and the toy stegosaurus Vanessa got her just because she knew Brooke would like it. Brooke still can’t believe she gets presents from Vanessa, for no other reason than just because. Vanessa’s feet swing merrily, high above the floor, and it makes Brooke’s heart burst.

“Another year over, huh?” Vanessa says softly. She leans over, resting her head on Brooke’s shoulder.

“Yeah.” Brooke sighs. “You’d think we’d be used to it by now.”

“I know. If you asked me in September, I couldn’t wait until June. But now tomorrow’s their graduation, and…”

“You wonder where the year went,” Brooke finishes. There were the busy early days of learning names and getting the kids adjusted and soothing fears, days with lots of tears when she wished the year would end already. Somehow, the last day of school–in all its breathless, sticky-sweet glory of ice cream and graduation excitement–came from nowhere. Even after all her years teaching, it still sneaks up on her every summer.

“We’ll have new kids soon,” Vanessa says, taking Brooke’s hand.

“Yeah.” Brooke squeezes back.

“I bet you have your fall theme planned already.”

Brooke blushes. “I was thinking a big tree, with all the kids’ names on apples. How about you?”

“Maybe a pumpkin patch.” Vanessa shrugs. “My parents took me to one every year. Then they couldn’t get me out of there because I wanted to hug and kiss all the pumpkins. I think that’s why they got me a dog.”

Brooke laughs, all too easily picturing a tiny Vanessa wrapping her arms around pumpkins bigger than her. “Maybe this fall we can go to a pumpkin patch. You can hug and kiss all the pumpkins you want.”

Vanessa grins, snuggling deeper into Brooke’s side. “As long as I get to hug and kiss you too.”

Brooke’s cheeks burn again. “Of course.”

Vanessa lifts her head suddenly, turning to look at Brooke. Her eyes are sunshine-warm and bright, her teeth emerging in a hesitant smile. “Hey, Brooke?”

“Yeah?” Brooke asks uncertainly. She can tell from the way Vanessa glances at her lap and bites her lip that she has something big, something important to say, and Brooke’s stomach twists. What if Vanessa doesn’t like her anymore and wants to break up? What if–

“I love you.” Vanessa’s words cut clear through Brooke’s worries, making her mouth hang open. Vanessa loves her, and as embarrassing as it is, Brooke’s never gotten this far in a relationship. Most of them ended after just a few boring dates. But Vanessa is unlike anyone Brooke’s been with, and Brooke knows that she loves her too. Loves their lunches and movie nights, their jokes and secret glances they trade back and forth. Loves the way Vanessa makes her feel like she’s wrapped in a warm blanket, how her hugs are like coming home.

“I love you too,” Brooke finally manages after Vanessa starts getting worried about her silence. “Sorry, I just…I’ve never really said that to anyone.”

And Vanessa, kind as ever, doesn’t laugh or tease her, but just smiles. “I’m happy to be the first, then.”

Suddenly they’re kissing, right on Brooke’s desk like some sort of school fantasy come to life, only real and even better than any dream. Brooke is amazed that their kisses still feel like this, that everything between them still feels as special and important and lovely as the first time. Vanessa’s lips carry the faint taste of chocolate ice cream and the million candies she’d piled on top, giving Brooke a residual sugar rush. Vanessa’s hands trace gently up and down Brooke’s arms, her touch soft and soothing, and Vanessa whines when they separate.

“You’re still coming over tonight, right?” Brooke checks. It had been her idea to order pizza and have a little last day of school party of their own.

“Oh yeah! And I’m bringing the ice cream.”

“We just had ice cream.”

Vanessa presses her fingertip to Brooke’s nose. “You can never have enough ice cream.”

“Or enough kisses,” Brooke says, leaning in for one more. They load their stuff into the car and head out into the warm sun, summer firmly in their grasp.

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When the Sun Sets on Us

“That was, of course, before the woman next to her, all glistening and bright in a stark white bikini top, let out such a course, raucous laugh, holding Scarlet’s attention like she wished that woman would hold her hand. Firmly, unequivocally, like it was only hers.”

Read Chapter 1 on writethehousedown or AO3

[phrynewrites]

When the Sun Sets on Us

“Scarlet was a warm soul, Yvie decided.

She laid her hand on top of where Scarlet’s lay.

She could have feelings for her, if only she were prepared for her heart to break so dearly.”

Read Chapter 3 on writethehousedown or AO3

[phrynewrites]

When the Sun Sets on Us

“So, you was gonna just put “hi scarlet” just like that?” Vanjie threw her hands up, “You know, like serial killers do? You wanna be like a serial killer?” 

“I just thought it was nice and like, professional.” Yvie kicked her flip flops off and sat down on the towel. “I can’t just lead with hi, hello, kiss kiss.”

Read Chapter 2 on writethehousedown or AO3

[phrynewrites]

When the Sun Sets on Us

“There was nothing harmful about a crush on a waitress; the harm was in learning her name and reciting it over and over like a prayer.” 

Read Chapter 4  on writethehousedown or AO3

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INKTOBER DAYS 12/13/14

Dragon, Ash, and Overgrown