#yesterday we got locker keys for a practical and were assigned either a key to the men's or women's locker room

[tkbrokkoli]

i think a thing im v passionate abt is music. or rather, listening to music. i listen to it when i work, when i drive, when i clean, when i walk. i spend several hours every day listening to music. once during a trip i didn't have the time to listen to music for several days and when i finally turned on some music it felt like the world was suddenly filled w more color and life. i once was so overwhelmed w awe and beauty listening to a song for the first time that it caused me to have a panic attack. in, like, a good way, like, wow, look at that song, it touched me so deeply that i lost control of my body for a moment. i sometimes get teary eyes or goosebumps when listening to music. i listen to the same song for hours on repeat. i don't know anything abt making music btw. i took guitar lessons for some time but im not talented or good at it and it took too much effort to continue. i love the sounds a guitar makes though. i also don't remember any music theory. i have a friend who's naturally talented at playing the guitar but they didn't enjoy it but even after years of not having picked up a guitar they can still play songs at birthday parties. i think it's funny that they are naturally good at it but they hate doing it and i love it but im not good at it at all.

[killervibe]

I’m 17 (I Don’t Know Anything) 

hournite fic!

~.~ 

Rick was leaning against Beth’s locker when she came out of her class at the bell.

“How was it?”

Beth zipped her bag, tossing in her pencil case. The day was over and she was eager to get to the garage for some JSA training. They had to put things on hold, there were a lot of assignments and a lot of studying this year, and Pat wanted them to do well in school. It’s been too long since they’ve suited up to have a fun time challenging each other rather than because there was an emergency mission. “The test? Yeah, it went well. Chuck quizzed me all night.”

“I know,” he murmured, crowding her against the metal rows to steal a kiss. Oh. Beth wore a pleased smile for the few moments she had before her mouth was too busy kissing her boyfriend. She loved it when Rick got needy with the PDA—Not that they did it often— Rick used to be so distanced with his emotions before they really became friends. Maybe it was Beth’s old loser table insecurities creeping in, but it still marvelled her that someone could want her so bad. Beth grabbed onto his shirt collar eagerly for another kiss. “You postponed our date.”

She raised an eyebrow and poked at one of his ribs. “You’re not jealous of my time with Chuck, are you?”

Rick scoffed. “No!”

Beth continued her poking. “Because I can divide my time equally.”

“I believe you,” he said in a teasing way that implied he really didn’t, but there wasn’t much he could do. He knew once he started dating her that Beth and Chuck came as a package deal.

She packed everything she needed then looked at him. Her locker was in terrible condition and she often felt like Artemis bodyslamming against it in order to get the door to stick. Rick closed her jammed locker with a push and his knee.

“I can,” she insisted. “Thank you.”  Beth stretched up on her tippy-toes, pulling his head down until she could kiss him at her level. He softened like putty under her spell.

“I’m sorry about yesterday,” she promised. She played with the front of his hair, pulling a few strands out to fall over his eyes. “And certainly want to make up for it.”

“Yeah?”

“Absolutely. C’mere.”

She went for another kiss, but it ended shortly because Yolanda threw herself against Beth’s locker just as Beth got a noise out of him. Yolanda put an arm over her eyes and let out a very overdramatic groan. “Oh to be young and in love and in high school!” she mocked, talking as if she were the lead in a Shakespearean play. “What misery, the date of Olive Garden vanquished by the practice examinations for SATs.”

Courtney appeared out of nowhere too, propping her elbow against Rick’s arm.

“Justin is rubbing off on you, Yolanda.”

Yolanda smirked. “What was it that he called you guys last week, again? The Earl and Duchess of Righteous Unity? That’s Camelot talk for soulmates.”

Rick shared an awkward look with Beth.

“Nooooo, you’re embarrassing them!” Courtney smacked her, but she was also giggling into her palm. Yolanda shoved Courtney’s hand aside.

“That’s the point, yeah.”

She didn’t know if he was feeling what she was, but something went wrong in her heart the moment he pulled away from her and she slipped her hands back into the sleeves of her yellow sweater. Beth felt a freezing sensation in her veins. Like Icicle got to her bloodstream or something. Her eyes widened, desperate to search something in his gaze and panicked when he went blank instead. That freezing heart of hers sank. Rick. Beth mentally willed him to react. Laugh it off. Smile. Make a joke, anything.

But he didn’t. He stood there like a block of handsome tall teenager confused for a wall.

Beth didn’t know what to do.

Courtney and Yolanda’s laughter died off when neither Rick or Beth said anything in reply. Courtney nudged Rick. “She’s just teasing you guys.”

More silence and it was getting weird. Beth tried to speak, but her voice felt incredibly small for the first time ever, like if she tried to use it the only thing she might do is cry. 

Yolanda frowned.

“Guys?”

“I gotta go,” Rick said with a start. “See you, uh—later.” Every word was stiff, almost as if he had to force them out of his mouth then regretted them once they were out there, hanging between them.  

He bent down on autopilot to kiss Beth’s cheek, but jerked away at the last second and fumbled again. “Right. Bye.”

Beth folded her arms to herself, staring at her shoes with a worried lip as Rick disappeared into the sea of students.

“Beth—?” Yolanda said to fill up the silence.  “Did I do something wrong?”

“I—” She picked up her bag and put it on, following the crowd that Rick slipped into. Courtney and Yolanda hurried up, taking each spot beside her as they walked out of school. “It’s not your fault.”

“What do you mean it’s not her fault?” Courtney said, narrowly dodging getting elbowed in the eye by Isaac’s tuba. The marching band was single filing onto the bus for a state championship this weekend.

“You said we were young and in love,” Beth explained, already feeling fragile to say it out loud. “Rick and I.”

Courtney glanced at Yolanda who shrugged. “But…. you are.”

Are we? A voice in her head shrilled at her between her ears. The thought bounced around her brain like a basketball. Beth was going to go crazy at the stream of thoughts that would follow if she let herself fall down that rabbit hole. She just wanted to run home and cry to Chuck or call Rick to ask him or—No. Not to do that. First plan. Cry with Chuck.

Beth started to walk on without the girls, a hand fiddling with her rainbow pendant. “I guess,” she said.

“What do you mean, you guess?”

Beth turned on her heel in front of the Blue Valley Tires mural. “I think we’re in love. I  hope we are. It’s what I want, of course. I just...don’t know yet. We never talked about it.”

Courtney looked like she was about to have an aneurysm. “You two never talked about your feelings????”

“It sounds bad when you say it like that!”

Yolanda picked her own jaw up from the floor. “Because it is! You’re kidding, right? Rick loves you. And you love Rick!”

Beth looked increasingly troubled.

Courtney grabbed Beth’s arm. “You do love him, right?”

Beth shook off Courtney’s hand. “Of course I do,” she replied softly. The three girls took up the entire width of the sidewalk as they walked to the Garage. “I just never told him. I wasn’t sure how he’d react.”

“But—”

“And he never told me! He practically ran away, Court! I don’t think I’m overthinking this.”

“What?”

“What??”

Beth froze in front of the Pit Stop when she realized that’s exactly where Rick was waiting for them. “I can’t go in there.”

“Oh my god!” Yolanda pulled at her braids in exasperation. “Beth, this is crazy! If you love Rick then you have to tell him! He probably thought it was awkward for the same reason you did because you didn’t say anything either!”

“Yeah,” said Court. “This is our first training session in weeks. We can’t afford to have in-fighting. Pat will get so frustrated!”

Beth peeked in through the door. Rick wasn’t talking to Pat in the entrance or by the cars, which meant he was probably up at the loft. Their spot. Her heart flipped the way it always did when she thought of their first kiss there.

Yolanda looped her arm around Courtney’s, pulling her inside. “We’re gonna get changed and get snacks,” she told Beth. “You two better get your acts together before we come back.”

~.~

Beth found Rick on the couch in the loft. His arm was slung over his forehead as he stared up at the ceiling.

“Beth,” he said the moment the stairs stopped creaking when she got to the top. She stared at him laying down like that. If this were yesterday she would’ve settled herself in by letting his head fall into her lap. She’d have lowered his hood and stroked his hair as he rested there in his suit like a superhero on call, waiting for the alarm to sound. She’d have filled the quiet with chatter that he’d listen to, drifting off to sleep. She’d have played with his keys, rattling the chain so that they’d chime in a way only Rick Tyler would call a lullaby.

Beth didn’t know why she was acting like she’d have only done that yesterday. She’d have done it an hour ago. She wanted to do it right now. Beth loved him.

“Yeah?” Her voice came out higher pitched than she wanted it to.

“What the hell just happened?”

“I don’t know.”

“It was like, one minute everything was fine and the next I wasn’t even sure if—”

“You don’t have to worry about that, Rick.” She took a deep breath. “I do.”

Rick sat up. His boots squelched against the floor. “You what?”

Beth took a step forward, glad that she got rid of her bag downstairs. Rick stood up too. Beth found herself straining her fingers up to get Rick to duck his head. She removed the hood and cupped his face. “I think you know.”

Rick’s eyes were on hers like she held his world in place. And everything suddenly became so silly. How could either of them doubt this for what it was?

“We’ve been dating for nearly a year.” Rick’s soft smile was still a treasure Beth found she’d covet for.

“Has it really been that long?”

“You know it has.”

Beth grinned because she had never lost track of any time before. Not hers. Not his.

“And I’ve been in love with you for all of it.”

There was no stretch of silence this time. No unsure glance or worried paranoia, spreading from one to the other. This wasn’t mislabeled.

“Oh,” said the airy breath that got knocked out from her lungs. Her fingers wandered over Rick’s face, marvelling the way his eyelids fell when her fingers lightly traced over them.  “Yes. Okay.”

He laughed. 

“Okay?” he repeated.

This was the big moment. The thing they should’ve talked about ages ago. It could’ve been downright crazy to Courtney and Yolanda for them to not understand. Beth was a talker. Rick barely bottled his emotions. They were obviously in love. But they didn’t see these moments between them. When Rick bent down so Beth could kiss him. When Beth learned to drive with his Mustang. The hours at night she’d spend with Chuck, daydreaming about the way his hand only reached for hers to hold in the sewers when she was supposed to be studying. There were things Beth knew. Deep down, without asking. She didn’t need to push. Rick never needed anyone to push him. He did all the fighting himself.

But for Beth to use every word but those three? She didn't even need to.

“Yolanda was right about us.”

[milkbts]

— disquietude | myg

disquietude

noun

a state of uneasiness or anxiety."such passages reflect a sense of disquietude, of alienation even"

♡ Summary: basically and yoongi get partnered up together for a class project and ;)

♡ badboy!yoongi au (ft. Jeon Jungkook)

♡ Pairing: yoongi x female reader 

♡ Word count: 1.4k

♡ Genre: fluff

♡ A/n: hello this is written in bullet points because I have zero writing ability whatsoever and it’s long overdue but I had this dream and I couldn’t get it out of my head and it’s 11pm and I have to be up in like 6 hours for college but let’s ignore that. maybe one day i’ll write this up? place your bets ladies and gentlemen. — I also finished writing this at 8am ahahahhs love that for me.

okay so you and yoongi are in the same photography class at college

you don’t know much about him, only his name and that his friend is jeongguk (also in your class)

there are 2 photography groups, you, yoongi and jeongguk are in one and the rest of bts’ members are in the other

you’re having a bad day so you didn’t make it to class on time unfortunately because your locker wouldn’t lock and you had to ask a staff member to help you because you couldn’t just leave it unlocked

you had to walk into class late and everyone looked at you (not good for your anxiety)

“I hope everyone is okay working on this assignment together, you will be paired with the members on your table” is what you hear when you walk in, going to your usual seat next to your friend joy

that seat is taken by some other girl though that usually sits on another table but she must have been sat there to make groups kinda even

“oh y/n, you can sit here” your professor tells you while pointing to the table yoongi and jungkook sit at

if you weren’t already having a bad day. you are now.

why do you have to sit next to your crush and work together with 2 boys 

not only that, everyone on campus knows them as either ‘part of the fuckboy society’ or ‘the badboy group’. 

you’ve always found yoongi interesting and fairly handsome although you’ve never spoken to him directly.

he always wears black clothing but today he was wearing a black jacket with black skinny jeans and a red shirt which you thought complimented the red stripes on the shoes he always wears - not that you’ve noticed

so anyway you sit down and smile at your professor for not commenting on the fact you’re late (only by like 5 minutes)

yoongi and jungkook stop talking and jungkook smiles at you slightly bowing his head a bit

yoongi just remains silent and disinterested

once the professor has explained again what your project is on - you have to take 16 photos each using a film camera of photos that show the 7 formal elements the best, they can be in your style or the style of a famous photographer of your choice - and then you’d develop the film together as a group and put it in your books.

oh? so you’d have to meet up? you can’t just do it inside college? so you’d have to hang around with jungkook and yoongi? why was god so cruel to you and you only?

you turn around and look at joy who gives you a sympathetic smile

damn Min yoongi and his handsome face

TIME SKIP

okay so jungkook gave you his number

For you to plan when to meet

Yoongi? Being nice? To you?

Well tomorrow you’ll have to socialise with him

You better believe you’re making sure you look good tomorrow

Joy called you later that day too because you didn’t get a chance to see her

“I can’t believe you got paired with yoongi!”

“Trust me, neither can I”

“Oooohhhh you’re gonna be alone all day. Well if you get rid of jungkook first”

“Jungkook will not be leaving our side at all. He’s the only one I can make conversation with anyway.”

“I heard them talking about you in Music you know. Not yoongi directly but jin hyung was teasing him and jungkook all day because they have to work with a girl and everyone knows how anti-social they are. Well except guk”

“That’s weird. Guk doesn’t even seem that anti-social, even if he is labeled as one of the bad boys. And even yoongi has a sweet side to him I think”

“Sure he does y/n”

“He does! I’ll prove it”

After that confusing shit you just did some work for your other 2 lessons and went to sleep (boring I know)

TOMORROW BITCH

You’d been worrying about photography all day

Because of the project obviously - totally not because you had to be that close to yoongi.

After your free period, you headed to photography class and did some work in your book in the Mac Suite (with Joy’s help.)

At 4pm you went to meet Yoongi and Jungkook so you could walk around town and see what you could photograph together.

4pm came quicker than expected though.

“Good luck y/n” joy mouths to you as you walk towards the enterance of the building.

You just sigh and smile at her teasing.

Yoongi is standing outside by the gates of the university, wearing back skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and his signature leather jacket.

Should you go up to him? Should you wait for jungkook? No, it’s only Min Yoongi right, confidence is key. (Although you’re sure he smirked at how nervous you were yesterday.)

“Yoongi, hello” you smile at him politely and notice he’s holding a black film camera, attempting to put some of the film in.

He grunts in response, “here, let me do it yoon” you say as you grab the film camera and film from yoongi’s cold hands.

He only stares at you as you skilfully put the film into the camera.

“Yoon?” He questions the nickname you gave him with a smirk on his face.

“O-oh, sorry I-“

“Yoon” he repeats again, “I like that. You should call me that often y/n”.

He takes the camera out of your hands while brushing his against yours longer than necessary.

He’s definitely doing this to tease you because of how flustered you are - two can play at this game, Min Yoongi.

“Often? Are you planning to do more projects with me, Yoongi?”. You smile in his direction and pull your bag further up your shoulder so it doesn’t slip.

“Maybe” he suggests as he pulls his phone out of his jean pocket. “Ah, dammit Jungkook. Where are you?”

“Sorry hyung, Mina asked me to be her partner as she was absent that day. I’m sure you and y/n can think of some way to pass the time though~”. Yoongi hangs up the call abruptly, his cheeks red at the youngers comment.

“Guess is just us then?” You break the silence and Yoongi replied with a short hum.

You and Yoongi spend the next 20 minutes walking in silence, either on your phones but sometimes you both say the odd comment to one another.

It wasn’t an awkward silence though, you actually felt comfortable around Yoongi even if your heart was beating out of your chest.

“Yoongi! Take a picture of me next to the ice- cream stand!” You exclaim excitingly as you practically throw your phone at him and stand in front of all the different ice-cream flavours.

Yoongi sighs and points your phone at you, meanwhile you pose and smile.

“Y/n, we don’t have time for this, it’s gonna be dark soon and-“

Yoongi is interrupted when you shove some ice cream in his mouth playfully with a laugh coming from your lips.

You expect him to be annoyed but instead, you see a gummy smile. One you knew he had but couldn’t put your finger on what it looked like unless you saw it for yourself.

He was glowing as the sun set on his features. Since Jungkook didn’t come and you both had to walk the sun had begun to set.

You smile widely unable to contain your happiness, mirroring yoongi.

When you’re both smiling and giggling, he pulls you in closer until you feel his warmth and breath ghost on your lips.

He closes the distance slowly, the taste of the ice-cream you smushed on him exciting your taste-buds.

wHaT iS hapPeNinG

You kiss him back automatically as you both pull each other closer.

The kiss ends sooner than you’d like but you needed to catch your breath as your heart was going to cause an earthquake.

Yoongi lifts the phone camera up and kisses your lips again, this time in a gentle kiss and you hear the camera click.

“Y-yoongi?” You question him - your voice barely above a whisper.

“You wanted a picture, right?” He says through his smile. Oh, how you love that smile. “God, you’re cute. How can someone be this cute?”

“Does this mean you meant what you said when you said “often”, yoon?”

“Most definitely.”

You couldn’t wait to tell Joy you were right.