#yo this has been a struggle for me since grade school and I was taken out of class

[rubbish78]

Me desperately not trying to fuck up this pronunciation on the announcements:

[maybebanks]

Love, Not War

JJ Maybank x pogue! reader

based on outerbanks episode The Forbidden Zone where Rafe and Topper jump Y/n and Pope on a grocery run. If only it was possible to keep JJ from finding out

⚠️: assault and swearing

“Y/n what do you say?” Pope encouraged. He gave you an awkward smile, as his dad handed him a grocery bag for each hand.

“Sure, why not,” you shrugged, hopping on to Heyward boat.

“I promised delivery by this afternoon. Thanks, Y/n,” Heyward smiled.

“If she’s going then I’m comin’ too,” JJ added reaching out to Heyward as he gave JJ two bags, JJ lazily dropped them as if they were heavy.

“Rich people don’t want to wait for you lazy sons of.. Aw, thank you, JJ,” Heyward said sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes at JJ, he just smirked.

“Great,” you groaned.

“What? You think I’d let you get all the sweet tips?” JJ defended, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his chest.

You pushed him back, “get off of me. I’m sick of you following me around. I can literally never catch a break,”

JJ looked slightly offended, but he brushed it off, “I’m not following you. I just need the cash. Chill,”

“Pope?” You asked, “let’s get a move on,” you tried to ignore JJ. But you felt him closing in on you at any moment of independence. John B kept telling you that JJ just wanted to protect you. You had no idea why, and when you confronted JJ about it he just denied.

When you arrived at a Figure Eight dock, JJ hopped off and held out a hand for you, you reluctantly accepted.

“Alright so, there’s a few deliveries my dad already completed...” Pope mumbled.

JJ interrupted, “Just get on with it Pope, where do you want Y/n and I to deliver-“

“Wait hold up! I’m not going with you,” you said to JJ.

“Why not?” he asked, completely surprised.

“I’m going with Pope. We’ll take the golf course route, right? The one that we did last week,” you mentioned.

Pope nodded, “sure, Y/n,”

“Awe come on...Fine,” JJ groaned, “your loss,”

You felt relieved as you grabbed a carton of milk and a bag of groceries. Pope nodded you over to him and you both split off from JJ, saluting him goodbye.

You and Pope walked for about five minutes, “it doesn’t even look like the storm hit here,”

“Lucky kooks,” you muttered.

Before Pope could agree, you heard the all to familiar taunting of Rafe Cameron.

“Hey, what’s up guys? Y/n, lookin’ hot as ever! And Pope, why don’t you share some of those beers!” Rafe shouted. Approaching the both of you with Topper.

You and Pope tried to walk past them, but they blocked your path with their golf clubs, “how much for one of those beers?” Rafe chuckled, but he was serious.

When you opened your mouth, it was dry, and you couldn’t make a snarkey comeback.

“They’re not for sale,” Pope told them stepping back.

Rafe smirked and eyes you up and down. You ignored him and tried to continue walking.

Rafe then grabbed your shoulders, “Wait, wait, wait.”

“Rafe, we don’t want any trouble,” you said, pushing his hands off.

He scoffs, “don’t want any trouble? You here that, Top? Pogue Princess doesn’t want trouble!” Rafe joked. He called you pogue princess as a nickname since grade school.

“I’m serious, get out of our way,” you ordered, clinging tight to the bags of groceries in your hands.

“We just want some beers,” Topper said, pulling on what Pope was holding.

“These are already paid for!” Pope argued as he struggled with Topper.

Topper yanked them away from him, sending Pope tumbling in the sand, “you guys are frickin crazy!” He shouted.

“Pope!” You exclaimed as you stepped foreward to help him. As you reached over, Rafe stepped infront of you and swung his golf club in the air.

You flinched at the fact that he almost hit you and lost balance, falling away from Pope on the sand.

Rafe’s club collided with Popes back, and he yelled in pain.

Quickly you got up, “stop it, you asshole!” You screamed at Rafe, punching him in the face from the side.

He was taken aback for sure, but not harmed enough, “you think you can order us around, on our turf, pogue!”

He turned and shoved your shoulders, pushing you to the ground.

Then he stood over you, a foot on either side of your waist.

You groaned in pain as his shadow towered over you, “I never thought I’d get this chance,” he mumbled, looking down at you, studying your every feature.

You ignored him, looking over at Pope, topper wasn’t beating him anymore, but there was blood in his mouth.

While you were distracted, Rafe started to make a pass at you, his hands moved up your shirt, and groped your chest.

You squirmed, “what the-“ you fought against him. Creating a small wave of dust from the sand.

Rafe’s large hand caressed your cheek, “It’s gonna feel so good to get with Maybank’s girl,”

“Wha- I’m not his you bastard!” You screamed, punching his leg.

He laughed, then got down to his knees, trapping you beneath him.

“Get off!” You screamed, shoving against his shoulders. Rafe grabbed your wrists and pinned them by the sides of your head.

“Dirty ass pogue,” he spit.

“Shit!” Topper noticed your screaming and was surprised by what Rafe was doing, “Dude, what are you doing, man?!”

“Just...” he breathed, “having fun with my favorite Pogue!” He chuckled, moving one hand to lift your shirt.

You felt sick as the material slid up your waist.

“Rafe,” Topper said uneasily, “Rafe, man, knock it off!”

Rafe didn’t listen, and Pope was now starting to force himself to stand.

“Come on! Let’s go Rafe! Seriously!” Topper exclaimed.

Rafe looked at you again, then he scratched his neck and spit right down on you. And slowly stood up, joining Topper and grabbing his club.

“We don’t want you over here. You got that? Stay off figure eight pogues!” Rafe ordered, chuckling as Topper continued to tell him it was time to leave.

“See ya!” Rafe shouted, heading up the hill.

Topper was breathing heavily, he stared at you, still on the floor, as you fixed your shirt.

His mouth parted as if he was going to say something.

“Top, let’s go! Hey, let’s go!” Rafe shouted.

You struggled to control your breathing.

Topper glanced at Pope again before leaving. When they were finically out of sight, you got up to see Pope.

His cries were in pain and he was still lying on his back, you grabbed his head and told him to spit the blood out.

“Hey, hey it’s okay. You’ll be okay,” you grabbed his hat and put it on his head, then slowly helped him stand.

“Let’s just go home,” Pope said, putting his arm around you as you helped him walk back to the dock.

You were every bit as traumatized as him, but your solution was to bury it deep. Try not to dwell on it, at least until the time came. This wasn’t the best method to deal with your pain, but it was better than having everyone know about the sick bullshit you just went through.

You and Pope got to the boat, he sat in the drivers seat. Just staring off straight into space.

“Hey, start the boat,” you mentioned.

He didn’t want to talk much, “JJ,” was all he said.

“Shit,” you muttered. You didn’t want to see JJ right now. There were so many reasons.

“Pope, hey, Pope. You can’t tell JJ about this. Please. Okay? None of the Pogues. Not Kie or John B either,” you rambled.

Pope didn’t answer, but before you could insist, you flinched at the sudden sound of yelling.

“Y/n! Pope! You’re not going to belive what just happened to me! Whoo! That was the best 100 bucks I’ve ever made! When I say count me in on all these grocery deliveries, Pope, I mean it,” JJ exclaimed happily. He winked when he saw you sitting in the back, you just pursed your lips in response.

“What’s up with you?” JJ asked when Pope didn’t answer, “Bro, you good?”

Your heart ached to say something, to tell Pope to keep his mouth shut. But would that make you look even more suspicious?

JJ looked at you, and then back at Pope, leaning in closer and inspecting him, “Yo,” he paused, “what happened to your face, dude,” JJ asked, then he reached for Popes hat, covering part of the damage.

Pope tried to stop him, but JJ saw enough, “Jesus!” JJ expressed, looking at you now.

“What happened?” JJ demanded.

Pope’s eyes remained on the water.

JJ clenched his jaw. Looking from you to Pope again and again.

Before you could lie, say something, anything, Pope deadpanned, “Rafe and Topper jumped me,”

JJ looked back, his jaw still clenched. You could tell he was angry, “Did they get Y/n?” He asked Pope.

“They said no pogues on their side of the island,” Pope said, steering the boat towards home.

JJ scoffed, “Y/n are ya hurt?” JJ asked, stepping closer.

“No. I’m fine JJ. Back off,” you warned, getting up and moving to the open part of the boat.

JJ felt defeated, and angry, “you better not lie to me Y/n!” He shouted at you.

“Lie to you?! You’re the fucking liar!!” You screamed, only part of your volume getting lost in the wind.

“Me? ‘Fuck did I do?!” JJ shouted.

“If you hadn’t pulled that gun...” Pope started.

“You seriously gonna blame this shit on me! Yo, Topper was gonna drown-“ JJ retaliated.

Pope interrupted him, “Look, were not gonna talk about this now,”

JJ clenched his jaw, “This is war.”

You could’ve argued with JJ more, you wanted to know what he had done to convince Rafe that you were “Maybank’s girl”, but you closed the bottle your emotions lived in, and were silent the whole rest of the day.

-

You took a deep breath as you stared at JJ across from you.

The earlier events were playing in your mind like an endless loop. You knew Rafe’s motivation for doing it, but why did he call you “Maybank’s girl”? Why did he have to bring JJ into it? Did it have anything to do with the fact that recently JJ has been hovering over you like-

“Y/n what is up with you?” John B asked you as you sat on his couch, watching the pogues talk about whatever they usually did.

You shrugged, taking a drag of a blunt JJ made.

“Maybe JJ knows,” Kie suggests, tapping John B on the shoulder.

“Ugh,” you groaned, there was so much you wanted to say to JJ, or yell at him.

“JJ?” John B asked, pointing to you.

“Beats me. She’s been acting like a bitch ever since...uh ever since she called me a liar. She’s the one who’s lying! I mean look at her! Telling us she’s fine,” JJ tells him.

“God, JJ! You are such an asshole!” You screamed, getting up and throwing your hot blunt right at him.

“Jes- What the fuck? You can’t just throw a lit blunt at me!” JJ shouted.

“And YOU can’t go around telling people I belong to you!” You shouted, instantly regretting what you said.

“What the hell is happening?” Kiara pointed out.

“Who the fuck told you that?” JJ questioned, slightly softer now.

“No one. Whatever. I’m leaving,” you stated, heading towards the door.

“You’re just gonna walk away?!” JJ shouted.

“Yeah I am! I can’t deal with you right now,” you groaned, opening the door.

Instantly, JJ was beside you, he slammed the door closed, preventing you from leaving, “we need to talk,” he said.

“No we don’t. Let me go,” you pleaded, “I don’t have anything to say to you,”

JJ scoffed, looking away from you for support from the rest of the group.

“Y/n he’s gonna find out soon enough...” Pope interjected.

“Pope! Shut your mouth.” You demanded, at this, pope adjusted his hat in nervousness.

Kie looked at you with frustration, “stop taking out whatever your going through on us!”

“Fine! I’ll leave!” You exclaimed.

Shoving JJ harshly off of the door.

Taken aback, he stumbled. He looked extremely hurt, but you didn’t have time to dwell on it. You opened the door, slamming it on the way out, and left the chateau.

-

You stopped at the pantry and grabbed something to drink before heading up to your room.

You were mad and needed to blow off some steam, being home alone helped that.

You sauntered up the stairs and opened the door to your room, it was dark in there so you turned backwards and found the light switch.

When you turned around, you practically screamed when you saw JJ on your bed.

“What the fuck,” you muttered, annoyed.

“I thought we needed to talk,” JJ started.

“Yeah and you also thought 9+10 was 19,” you joked, groaning as you collapsed on the bed next to where JJ was.

“Y/n I’m serious,” JJ added.

“So am I.” You responded.

“Talk to me. Tell me what’s...what you meant before,” JJ stuttered, he didn’t really know exactly what he expected from this.

“You’re not listening,” you mumble.

“Fine. I’ll listen,”

“Okay. Then go. Leave me alone. I don’t need this. I’m sick of it. And you’re the fucking reas...okay just um please leave,”

“I’m not going to let you push us away. I’m staying. And I’ll be here, if you’ll talk to me,” JJ said kindly. He was almost pleading.

“I’m scared.” You blurted.

JJ’s eyebrows furrowed, “scared of what?”

You sat up, looking at the floor, “um..how you’ll react,”

“Y/n. What is it you need to tell me,” JJ says.

“Look...uh...have you been telling kooks that we’re dating, that I’m yours?” you asked, staring him directly in the eyes.

JJ broke the eye contact, “I thought...uh..I thought it would keep them off your back,”

“What?! Oh my god I’m gonna kill you! You’re such an idiot!” You groaned.

“Why?” He added a slight chuckle, “it worked didn’t it?”

You frowned, at that’s when JJ knew. Something was more wrong than what he thought.

“Who? Was it Rafe? It was wasn’t it! Today, with Pope! Rafe fucking hit you didn’t he!”

“JJ! Calm down! He didn’t,” you told him.

“No use in lying.” JJ stated.

“He just said some things. That’s all! I swear,” you plead.

“What’d he say? Hm?” JJ asked, clearly provoked.

“This is why I didn’t want to tell you...”

“See the thing is...you didn’t fucking tell me anything!” JJ exclaimed.

“Fine! Okay. Calm down though,”

JJ nodded.

“He said “it’s gonna feel so good...to get with Maybank’s girl.” I- Idon’t know I don’t really remember,” you told JJ.

JJs mind went to all sorts of places, was it his fault. It was a protective mechanism, telling those kooks that you were his. But turns out it was just a way to get a rise out of him.

He could feel his heart rate quicken.

“JJ, hey, JJ please calm down. I’m right here. He didn’t get me. Topper didn’t let him,” you said.

“So...so he would’ve...he would’ve uh...” JJ trailed off, almost loosing breath, “Y/n he’s gonna pay for that. This war is not fucking over,”

“No. No JJ. Please stop. He didn’t do it. So you don’t have to worry. This isn’t an excuse to start another battle. You need to be done,” you demanded.

“I’m not going to be done! He tried! And I wasn’t there! I’m always there! And yet he still found a way,”

“Maybe that’s the problem,” you suggested.

JJ took a sharp deep breath, “so what are you saying? You don’t want me around?”

“JJ...” you trailed off.

You saw JJ’s eyes water, he then blinked rapidly, and threw his red hat over his head as a distraction.

Once he blinked all the tears away, he stood up.

���Wait...don’t-don’t leave,” you sighed, grabbing his bicep gently.

“I have something to do anyway,” he shrugged your hand off, walking out the door.

You wanted to say something again, to call after him, but the only sound that came out was a sob. And you fell to the floor, a hand pressed against the cold bedroom door.

-

JJ could only hear his footsteps as he walked against the pavement, or rather, individually arranged stones, it was a kook house after all.

JJs mind wasn’t clear, he didn’t exactly know why he was at Toppers door. He just hoped he could get more of an explanation than he did from you.

Toppers mother answered the door, “Can I help you?” She asked impatiently.

“I need to talk to Topper. Is he home?” JJ asked.

The woman eyed him up and down. Judging his outfit and his demeanor.

“I will send him out,” she muttered, slight disgust in her tone.

JJ shuffed in his boots while he waited. And when the door opened again, and he saw Toppers gelled blond head, his eyes lit up.

“What do you want?” Topper demanded, his arms folded over his chest, “you got a lot of nerve comin’ here, man,”

“We need to talk. You need to tell me exactly what the hell happened to Y/n today,” JJ asserted.

“Aw look dude, I had no idea Rafe was gonna do that, man. I swear on my life,” Topper assured.

“What. Happened.” JJ persisted.

“Rafe just got on top of her and shit. She was violated for sure. But I stopped him before he did anything serious,” Topper explained.

“So...uh...you stopped him from touching her?” JJ asked, surprising Topper by how much he cared.

“Yeah man, I know she’s like your girl and stuff, Rafe was being a dick honestly,”

“This kind of thing won’t happen again,” JJ threatened, before quickly turning his back and leaving The Eight.

-

JJ sat on a rock near the swampy wasteland John B’s place over looked.

Kie approached him, “hey...I know things are not going well with Y/n. And I know you love her-“

“I don’t want to hear it Kiara. I just want to think,”

“About what?”

“About what I’m going to say to Y/n. I don’t even know where to start. I mean..do I apologize? And for what?”

“Oh,” Kie paused, “I think you should just be there for her. Don’t push her, just be yourself. But you know...less um protective,”

“I don’t want her to tell me what to do. I know if I go over there she’s gonna try and stop me from kicking Rafe’s ass,” JJ groans.

“Maybe she has a good reason,” Kie supported.

“Just talk to her, okay? Just be there for her. She needs you,”

“She doesn’t make it seem that way,” JJ groaned.

“It’s because she’s a lot like you. Hiding her pain. You’re the perfect person for her. She just doesn’t know it yet.”

[circuscarnage]

Picture Perfect.

Hello! I saw a picture of Rooks room and get inspired to write a yandere fanfic. Sorry if he seems out of character, I haven't written for him since the game released. I’ve also been wanting to try my hand at writing a yandere fic for a while so I hope you enjoy. 

TW: Stalking. A lot of stalking.

Words: 2755.

Potions wasn't exactly a subject that you excelled at. It wasn't that you were bad at it... you just had trouble getting your head around the instructions. It's not everyday you are flung through a magical portal and expected to partake in activities meant for trained wizards who have been here for more than five seconds. So a little struggling here and there was to be expected. But to completely mess up and almost set half the school on fire? That was a new record of stupidity, even for you. 

Divus was not impressed. The way he lightly tapped his cane over his crossed arms was enough of an indication. He was just about to teach this stray puppy some discipline. But thankfully for you, someone came to your hour of need. And that someone came in the form of the boisterous Rook Hunt. Sweet talking his way into your conversation seamlessly and rescuing this poor soul from punishment.

"Monsieur Crewel," He started. "You must forgive our petite colombe, they are not accustomed to this world, and still have much to learn." He placed his hands gently on your shoulders, firmly keeping you in place. "May I suggest some personally tutoring? After all, who better the guide this innocent creature through the hurdles of life than yours truly?"

So it was settled. Instead of being placed with a heavy detention, Rook would be you personal tutor. Helping recover your grades and ensuring that you never repeat your little mistake ever again. You both agreed to meet in the Pomefiore dormitory, where he would escort you to his room in order to study. 

As expected from Pomefiore, their rooms were nothing short of elegant. The room was quite grand. Cream coloured walls lined with gold coating the exterior, giving the room a very regal vibe. They had the same satin sheets that matches perfectly with their uniform. And the bed canopy above only added an extra layer of elegance. The stained glass window embedded in the wall illuminated a section of the room with rainbow light. He even had his hunting equipment decorated on the wall. His trusty hunting bows seeming as casual as a family picture. It looked extremely glamorous, and extremely expensive. 

You kept your books clutched to your chest as he invited you further into the room. "Thank you again, Rook. Without your help, there's no doubt Crewel would make me do one of his impossible tasks." You turned to face him. "How were you able to persuade him so easily?" 

Rook smiled, closing the door behind him. "We share an eye for the divine. Fashion and beauty come second nature to us. I am also one of his top students. He places his trust in me to guide his little 'puppies' in the right direction." Rook laughed, finding it endearing that Divus saw himself as a trainer, rather than a teacher. He walked himself over to his desk, pulling out the chair, and gestured you to sit down. You placed your belongings on the table and sat down, thanking him. 

Before you started, Rook removed his hat, and went to place it on the stand. "Let's start with the basics, shall we? Firstly-" Rook suddenly stopped mid-sentence. He stared off into the distance, thinking for a moment. His hat still sitting firmly in his hand, before he finally placed it down. He checked his pockets, patting them down gently at first, but then becoming a tad more frantic. He patted down his jacket as well, as if he was missing something. He breathed out a smile. "Ah... sacre bleu..." 

"Is everything okay?" You queried, quirking your brow at him. It was unlike Rook to be disorganised. He always knew where everything was, so seeing him in a state of surprise was a first. Rook met your gaze again, giving you an apologetic smile before speaking. "You must forgive me, petite colombe. It seems I may have left something important in Monsieur Crewel's classroom. I hate to leave at such short notice, but I must retrieve this item of mine."

"It's alright." You reassured him. There was plenty of times where you had left something behind, it was perfectly understandable. "Take your time. I can go over some notes by myself if you want?" Rook clapped his hands together happily. Expressing his delight to your sedulous mind. "Tres bein! Such a diligent student. So eager to learn, yet has trouble expressing so. Like a flower yet to bloom yo-"

"Rook. Go." You ushered him out of the room with a smile. If you hadn't stepped in, he would have continued his rant on beauty for the rest of the day.

As Rook left the room to retrieve said item, you opened your book to a random page and started to reread over your notes. At least this way, you wouldn't bore yourself to death waiting for him to come back. Might as well do something productive. Before long, your eyes started to get tired. Without Rook being here to help you, it felt strange being in his room, like you weren't supposed to be there. Some time had already passed yet he hadn't returned. You sighed, leaning back in the chair. Whatever he misplaced must have been important. Not wanting the boredom to consume you whole, you searched the room for something to do.

Without a doubt, the hat on the stand had caught your attention. You stared at it, resisting the temptation to try it on. Just as you reached out your hand, you quickly retreated it back. Another time, you thought. Today was a day of no distractions. You were going to do work, and Rook was going to help... whenever he came back. Given the unpredictability of Rook, who knows how long he would take. He had left his phone in his room, so there was no way to contact him. Sitting back down in the chair, you let out a heavy sigh.

That's when you saw it. Hidden away in the very corner of the room. Something that was slightly off.  A stray corner of wallpaper was peeling off the side of the wall. It was only a small section, easily overlooked by anyone who passed by. But for someone who was obviously looking for something, it wasn't hard to miss. Rook didn't seem like the type of person to allow his room to fall into a state of disarray. Suffice to say, it caught you off guard. 

Something about how that one corner was different was completely throwing off your concentration. There was no way you would be able to focus with something that distracting in the back of your mind. It was decided, in order to gain a better working environment, something needed to be done.

You stood up from your seat and made your way over to the bed, removing your shoes before carefully stepping on top of the satin sheets. They sank under your weight, making you briefly loose your footing, but you manged to make it to the wall without falling over. The Pomefiore dorm really went all out with the bedding. Soft and smooth to the touch, yet emitting a sort of poisonous aura. It dragged you in, insisting for you to lie down. As if someone could lie in peaceful slumber, forever in a death like state.

You shook those thoughts from your head. Now was not the time to think about that, there was a wall in desperate need of fixing! Standing up on your tip toes, your hand glided up the wall to secure the loose wallpaper. Just before you sealed up the wall, something else caught your attention. There was something behind the plaster. A corner of a white scrap of paper was peaking out from behind it. Why the heck was there something behind the wall? Was it something that he didn't want others to see?

You looked towards the door, seeing that Rook hadn't come back yet. What was taking him so long? His lengthened disappearance might as well be a blessing at this point, considering the blatant curiosity that festered inside you was starting to eat away at your moral compass. It is awfully rude to look at someones personal things without asking, but it was basically staring you right in the face, begging to be looked at. Surely, it wouldn't hurt to take a small peek, would it? No longer being able to subside the pestering need to be nosy, you peeled back a little more of the plaster, surprised at how easy it came off. 

There was no denying the cold feeling that started to creep it's way up your spine. Slow and sultry, like someone trailing their fingers up your back. What you had expected to be a simple joke to be laughed it, turned out to be much darker then you could have ever dreamed. You couldn't believe what you were looking at, blinding rapidly, praying that it was just a trick of the eye. But every time you opened your eyes, there it was, staring back at you. That's when you noticed that there wasn't only one. Another corner peeked out. 

In a marvellous flourish of motion, you quickly tore the wall paper off, revealing an entire collage of horror behind a thin wall of plaster. There was more of them. Completely covering the back wall. But these weren't pieces of paper. These were pictures. 

Pictures of you.

How Rook was able to capture them without you knowing baffled you. He had taken shots from all angles, close up and distant, capturing every moment perfectly. You studied the pictures closer, being able to remember the exact date of when they were taken. One was from the day you were having lunch outside with your friends, smiling and laughing in ignorant bliss, unaware of the danger that lurked just beyond your line of sight. Another was from one of your walks, going around Night Raven campus without a second thought. Enjoying the peaceful scenery away from the usual chaos. Oh my god. He even managed to snap a shot of you while you were asleep.

Your hands instinctively slammed on the wall as you felt your body lurch forward, suddenly feeling very disorientated, and extremely unsafe. Rook could be somewhat of a stalker at times, but this was just too far. The little games he would play with the other students were nothing more than playful motions, they never borderline on obsession. So why. Why this? Why now? And most importantly, why you?

"Beautiful, is it not?"

Hearing those words broke you from your bystander state and placed you back within the clutches of the predator. You completely froze. Standing still on his bed, not even being able to look him in the eyes. You knew that you were in the wrong by snooping through his things. But if you knew what was in store, you wouldn't have done it. Discomfort radiated off you rapidly, filling the room with unimaginable dread. Neither of you said anything for a moment. But when Rook spoke, it shot through you like an arrow.

"My collection." His voice had gotten louder. He was much closer than before. On the side of the bed just behind you. You didn't even know he moved. "I've travelled my entire life and seen beauty in all it's shapes and forms. The Savanaclaw students are beast-men, their animalistic instincts interest me greatly. The students at this academy are all so distinct with their unique magic. But you." The way he spoke, letting you linger on every word he said, unsettled you greatly. "You had your own beauty in being simple. Standing out because you blend in with the background. A simple buttercup in a world of exotic flowers. It's a wonder how you managed to catch my eye, more so than that of Roi de Poison." He placed his gloved finger to his chin, taking a moment to think about his next words. "You have a certain... Je ne sais pas... Vulnerability. Something that a hunter like myself can't resist..."

As he said that, he reached out his hand, gently twisting it around your wrist. You shuddered at his touch, not wanting to be here anymore. Whatever was going on, you wanted no part in it. You wish you never saw this. Wanting nothing more than to rewind time and remain oblivious to his obsessive actions. That would be better. Going about life without knowing of the danger that was always three steps behind. 

Plucking up the little courage you had, cautiously you turned to face him. You expected to see him looking at you with a sour expression. But he didn't. He didn't look angry. Why didn't he look angry? You just exposed him for stalking. Someone in their right mind should have at least changed their expression, or do something. But Rook didn't. He just continued to smile at you as he always did. As if nothing was wrong. You looked back to the pictures, and then to him. His timing was too perfect. Leaving suddenly and then catching you in the act. Leaving you bored and in need to do something. He didn't plan this... Did he?

"Did..." It was hard trying to conceal the fear in your voice. Still uneven and shaking from the realisation. "...Did you want me to find this?" Your voice was only just above a whisper, yet Rook heard it clear as day. His keen eyes picking up the slightest of sounds. He clapped his hands together happily. "Tres Bien! As expected of my petite colombe, you were able to find the clues and uncover the mystery. Your beauty surely knows no bounds. All good hunters know how to cover their tracks and remain undetected. I wouldn't let something like a stray piece of paper cause my undoing." His eyes flickered to wall, scanning over the pictures once again. It was clear that he was proud to own such a collection, but his gaze never stayed focused on them for long. Too soon his eyes would return to grace upon your features, taking them in intensely. "Even though I was able to capture your beauty within these images, it can never compare to the real thing. A replication of a painting is worthless compared to the original. That's why I had to have you."

Gently he began to pull you towards him. You tried to fight back. Squirming under his touch, hoping to be let free. But no matter how much you wriggled, how much you battered your fist against his arm, or how much you protested, he was easily able to seal you in his arms. He didn't even flinch. Being able to pull you in with one wave of his hand, like it was nothing. He only chuckled in response. There was no where for you to run, you both knew that. You had accidentally cornered yourself standing on his bed. You considered making a break for it. But then you remembered how fast Rook could be. It was sometimes scary watching him in PE, being able to easily sprint past Savanaclaw members without breaking a sweat. There was no way you would be able to outrun him. Not like you could run anyway, being clutched to his chest. Smothered in unrequited love.

All thoughts of escape fled your mind as his grip tightened. Digging his gloved fingers into your skin without breaking his smile. He was enjoying this. Having you be at his mercy. It was like being a rabbit surrounded by traps. One wrong move and something would end up broken. With a delighted expression, he tilted your chin upwards, forcing you to make eye contact with him. Half-lidded emerald eyes that sparked with delusional longing. "I want to capture that look of your face forever. Belated innocence... Such a pretty face would be wasted on those who can't appreciate it's beauty. My heart pulsated with admiration. You've completely captured my heart. My mind, body, and soul sing for your embrace. Every action I have taken has been in your name. And every action I shall take will be laced with your image. Won't you be my personal muse?"

[addictedtomanga]

Shoujo manga recommendations - teacher/student relationships

1.      Angel Time

A girl discovers she can communicate with a boy living 6 years in the past through notes written on her desk.

2.      Asami-sensei no Himitsu   

A promise of love that Sensei remembers. However, his young student, who is also his first and childhood love, has completely forgotten. ...but he'll make her remember with any means necessary.

3.      Hajimari No Aizu

On graduation day, a former high-school student and her English teacher reminisce about their time together. How he helped her correct her mistakes, raise her grades and overcome her dislike for the language... But is that all there is to their relationship?

4.      Houkago, Sensei to Koi ni Ochi...  

Nozomi lied about her age and is working part time. She was in an extreme bind when she was seen by Sawamura Sensei! But sensei permitted Nozomi to work there. This is the beginning of a secret relation with sensei. When Nozomi is with sensei her heart beats faster. Is this sensation… what you call love? But is the reason why sensei is so nice to her because she's his student?

5.      2 Kaime no Hajimete no Koi

Yumika’s first love was her tutor Shin. As she hope to meet Shin once again, which really happens, how will Yumika proceed on to confess to Shin about her feelings…

6.      7 Jikanme Rhapsody   

Toudou Rinko is a serious and reliable class representative, now in 2nd year of high school. It happens that the first male person she stars to notice is her homeroom teacher, Saku Makoto. She ends up helping the nonchanlant and playful teacher with his "Love Guidance Room."

7.      Himitsu Note

Kishida is in love with her teacher.

8.      Suki Yori mo Chikaku

She has a new neighbor who's so handsome! ...but he's also devilish. and the worst part is that he's also her homeroom teacher!!

9.      Zenbu, Hajimete

Because of a job transfer, Ookawa transfers to Shirakiran Academy for girls. At this Academy she runs into a university student who used to live in her neighborhood 4 years ago, and is now a teacher at her school. A sweet teacher-student love story ensues.

10.  Zutto Suki Datta Kuse Ni

When Saki was in elementary school, she was dumped without notice by Chikage who was eight years her senior. She was extremely shocked because she believed that he would be her future husband! With a change of attitude, while at the high school entrance ceremony she decided that she dreamed of finding a new love, but at that time she met Chikage again, who has now become a teacher. As usual, she is shocked to realize that she still has feelings for Chikage. How does Chikage feel about Saki…?!

11.  Sensei no Koto ga Suki nan Desu 

I've liked my neighbor, Sou-chan, since I was little. But he became my "sensei" the day before my confession...!?

12.  Sensei to, Uwakichuu   

Hana is in extreme shock over the fact that her boyfriend cheated on her. When confiding in the Kudou Sensei from the school infirmary, he plays with her hair… Are you trying to comfort me? When she was trying to leave, he asks an impossible proposition "Would you like to have an affair with me?"!? Hana who became limp from those words was asked "Are you anemic?" I’m not! He says we should just have an affair to kill time, but Hana doesn’t understand him!!

13.  Sensei, Sotsugyou   

Soudo sensei has been confessed by a popular third year student. But they're student and teacher, such romance is forbidden, even after he graduates...

14.  Sensei, Suki   

A collection of one-shots centred around teacher/student relationship.

15.  Secret Kiss

Wakana attends the cram school where Toutou-sensei works as her teacher. The quiet but easily angered Wakana is usually seen texting during class to Mizuno, a boy from another school. when her phone is taken away. After waiting until class had ended for her phone, Touto approaches her with her phone and suddenly makes a love confession. Even though Wakana doubts the seriousness of Touto-sensei's confession, it is confirmed the next day after class when he awaits her answer of going out or not. Through a series of arguments, Wakana approaches Mizuno only to be rejected when he introduces his new girlfriend, and Wakana runs into the arms of Touto-sensei.

16.  Koi wa Beniiro

Beniko, an old fashioned high-school girl is suddenly forced to eat lunch with the new teacher in charge, Nomoto-sensei…

17.  Daisuki datta yo, sensei 

A girl whom experienced unsuccessful "threads" of love with her teacher, encounters her fated person!?

18.  Melodramatic Library   

A teacher at Kanae's school has been fired for having an affair with a student. Then, a hot new librarian comes in… Kanae falls in love with the new librarian. However, she sees a ring on his finger...?

19.  Faster Than a Kiss

Losing their parents, Fumino and her brother hop from one relative to another. Getting tired of all those movings, she finally decides to quit school and work to support her brother on her own. As they sat on a park bench, her teacher appears in front of her and agrees to her demanding of marrying and supporting both her and her brother!! Is he serious or just playing around...!?

20. Mikami-sensei no Aishikata

Sixteen-year-old Natsume Aihara has never been on a date, let alone been in a relationship. She blames her lack of experience on one person: her next-door neighbor and handsome older brother figure, Sousuke Mikami. Despite their nine-year age difference, the two are seldom apart. Sousuke helped raise Natsume since childhood, but even now remains completely overbearing. He personally wakes Natsume up every morning and takes a lower-paying job at her high school to keep a close eye on her. Natsume used to adore Sousuke, but realizes that his doting has become excessive. Having seen his true perverted nature and suffering as the object of his obsession for too long, she finally decides that enough is enough, and tries to find a boyfriend her own age. However, can she ignore the strange beating of her heart whenever she is near the person who already knows her better than anyone else?

21. Otome no Houkago

Otome is a girl who is half. During high school, she encounters an animal-loving and mildly mysterious Natsume-sensei. She is also struggling with her social relationships. With this encounter, will her school life change?

[bouwrites]

Maribat March 2020 Prompt: Sweetheart’s Dance

Week 4, Day 1. Prompt of “Sweetheart’s Dance” replacing the original “Rare Pair” prompt, on account of every one of this week’s contributions will be a rare pair (MariJon).

Maribat March 2020 Calendar.

Day 2: Soulmate.

Ao3.

1946 words. Story under read-more.

Jon has had better weeks. Though admittedly it’s not so much that his week is bad so much as that familiar insecurities come back with a vengeance.

In truth, it’s a good week! Jon gets back his grade on last week’s math test and practically cheers aloud when he sees that he aces it. He finally beats that high score at the local arcade. He gets absorbed into a really good book. He even spends a bunch of time with his non-superhero friends and isn’t interrupted by some tragedy somewhere! It’s great! Until Friday rolls around, and with it the announcement of senior prom.

All through the day it’s the only thing anyone can talk about. Who’s going with who, what everyone’s wearing, the works.

Now, Jon is pretty popular, to be fair, but all that means on this fateful Friday is that he has more people than he appreciates asking him who he’s going to ask to prom. And it’s not that he doesn’t like them bugging him about it, but it all really makes him feel like he doesn’t have much of a choice but to bring someone.

He does want to bring someone, but… a small part of him wonders if maybe he doesn’t just want to do the whole prom experience like a normal human kid. Maybe he’s so desperate to fit in that he can’t accept not having a date, or maybe going alone is part of the whole experience. After all, if he weren’t Super Boy, he never would have even met the only girl he can think of to ask.

Jon is already weird. People like him well enough, but he’s not the same as them. His powers will never stop setting him apart. No matter how well he hides, it never changes the fact that he is hiding. So, when he thinks of a date for prom, and there’s only one girl in his mind, he’s just not sure he can do it. He can’t take the questions of how they know each other or the stares of him bringing the most stunning girl no one around here has ever seen and dancing the night away like they don’t have people depending on them for their very lives.

He sighs wistfully, reaching up to the stars. Which is worse, being one of the losers who couldn’t manage to get a date, or bringing a date and drawing everyone’s eyes? Jon honestly isn’t sure. Neither are inherently bad, but for someone who yearns so deeply to fit in…

But then, maybe that’s just the struggle of every teenager, alien or no.

At least Jon is lucky enough that he’s not worrying about who to ask or if she’ll accept. He’ll have to ask about her workload first, just in case, since he really doesn’t want her to get it in her head that she has to make a prom dress and end up neglecting something else for that, but Jon knows for a fact that Marinette Dupain-Cheng would love to go with him. She hasn’t exactly been subtle, asking about American school dances and prom dress fashion.

Jon smiles to himself. I guess I’ll just have to suck it up. I can’t let her down, after all. Even still, with that thought, there’s a tiny weight of dread in his stomach. Marinette Dupain-Cheng is… beyond words. He’ll do anything for her, so there’s no real question as to whether he’ll ask her out or not, but… Jon is going to end up as the guy who brought the belle of the ball to prom. The one who showed up with some random foreign head-turner on his arm. As satisfying as it’ll be to see everyone gawk at Marinette’s splendor, Jon really doesn’t need that kind of attention.

At least it’s senior prom. There’s not much school left for everyone to bother him about it in. It’s just like him to leave with a bang, anyway, whether he wants to or not.

There comes a point, Jon thinks, that one has to ask themselves if what they’re doing is worth it. If whether what’s happening, or is about to happen, is something that they are willing and able to deal with.

As Jon valiantly refuses to duck his head at the stares of faceless students flooding past him, he thinks that this is very much not worth it.

He doesn’t even want the attention that’ll come with taking Marinette to prom! He doesn’t want all his classmates making eyes at them or asking about where she came from or how he knows her or anything like that! He doesn’t want to be the weirdo who takes someone from another whole country to their school prom! He just… can’t imagine going to prom with anyone but her. So, he’s here. At the steps of her school. Waiting like a loon for her to emerge.

It’s not too late to back out. A traitorous part of him says. You can still just go alone.

“Jon?!”

Aw, hell. His chest feels like he’s wrapped up in chains, pulled so taut that even he can’t break out of them. “Hey, there, Mari!” He grins, waving. Everyone around, who of course are watching, start whispering to each other. That’s exactly what Jon is afraid of. But… this is part of normal human high school, too, right?

Not… not in Paris, so he probably seems even weirder here since no one can immediately identify who he is or why he’s here but… still. It’s part of the whole experience.

“Jon!” Marinette’s voice shifts from shock to elation as she throws herself at him. He easily catches her in his arms, and having her there, pressed against him, that loosens those chains around his chest just a bit. It’s easier to ignore the stares when he can stare at her.

He spins her around, giggling. When he stops to let her find ground again, he can’t bring himself to let her go completely. “Did I surprise you?”

“You know you did, silly! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?!”

“It was a surprise!” Jon says. “Actually, I-”

“Hey, Marinette! Who’s this?”

Jon swallows down the groan in his throat at the rude reminder that he isn’t actually alone with her. Reluctantly, he allows Marinette to pull away from his hold, though he does have to suppress his elation at the fact that she doesn’t pull far. He still has his arm firmly around her shoulder. “Oh, right! Alya, this is Jon! I told you about him!”

The intruding girl’s eyes go wide. “Wait, that Jon?”

Marinette giggles. “Yes, that Jon.”

Alya smirks smugly at him, looking through him like his mom sometimes does. It sends a shiver down his spine. “Interesting. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“All good things!” Marinette says. “Anyway! Jon, you should have said something! Why’re you here? Where are you staying? How long will you be here?”

Jon just fondly watches her until she rambles herself out before he answers. “I won’t be here long. I’m just stopping by.” With a glance at Alya, he adds, “On my way to some other things. But I wanted to surprise you! I actually have, um, something to ask you?”

Marinette blinks, turning to face him more fully. “Oh? What is it?”

Jon plans to ask alone. He came here with the purpose of surprising her and then asking in a whisper so that he doesn’t make a scene, but Alya is standing right there, now, and is part of the conversation and he just… Well… it’s part of the experience? “Will, uh…” He clears his throat awkwardly. “I know it’ll be complicated to figure out how, but, uh… will yo- will you go to prom with me?”

It’s a testament to either Jon’s nerves or his self-control that he doesn’t react when Alya shrieks and grabs Marinette right out of his arms, making off with her back to the gates of the school. Jon would like to think it’s the latter. Either way, though he can see them excitedly chattering, he’s too taken aback to think of eavesdropping.

Not that he would. He just could, and it doesn’t occur to him to. Of course. He’d never do something like eavesdrop on his maybe-date’s conversation with her friend who just interrupted his asking her out to prom. That would be… rude.

The girls are back before he thinks to look at the passersby, either, so he just spends however long they were whispering in a daze, just staring weirdly at them.

“She’d love to!” Alya eagerly says, nudging Marinette closer to him.

“I, uh…” Jon says. “What?”

Marinette giggles. “Please ignore her. I’d love to go to prom with you, Jon.” Suddenly, and making Jon only more concerned, she slaps her forehead. “Wait! Now I have to make a prom dress! I better get started on that right away! I have to do research to make sure it’s appropriate an- wait, I need the theme! I nee-”

Jon carefully grabs her flailing arms, steadying her before cupping her face in his hands to make sure she’s looking at him. “Marinette! Calm down. It’s not until the end of the year. You have plenty of time, and I’ll give you all the details I have as soon as I can, alright?” He slides his hands to her shoulders, and gently rubs her arms. “We’re okay? No frenzy?”

Marinette takes a deep breath. “We’re okay.” She says. “I’m good. Oh, but I’m so excited!” She jumps up, throwing her arms around Jon’s neck to hug him again. “This is going to be so cool!”

Jon just giggles, fighting off his blush. Now that he’s actually with her, he can’t help but agree.

The only word to describe how Jon feels on prom night is “breathless”. More accurately, whenever he catches sight of Marinette – and he does his darndest to ensure he never loses sight of her – he feels like she’s a plane soaring through the sky, and she’s just hit him square in the chest. All the air in his lungs is knocked out to linger alongside the gentle sparkle of the summer air in warm light.

It’s thick and hangs heavy on them, and that atmosphere only makes it harder to catch his breath, but when he sees Marinette, he’s not sure he’s even trying. Like the air, he just hangs there, ensorcelled by her.

From the moment they enter the room, Jon sees people turn to look at her. He doesn’t blame them. Aside from her carefully done hair and natural beauty, every movement of her dress shines like lightning bugs on the farm. It… reminds him of home, somehow. Jon wonders if she was thinking of him when she made it, but he’s not quite brave enough to ask.

From there, it’s hard to say what everyone else thinks. He has his friends find him, of course, and he introduces Marinette to them, but past that, he doesn’t see any stares. He doesn’t hear any whispers. He can’t think of what they’re thinking.

He just follows Marinette onto the dance floor, sweeps her off her feet, lets her sweep him off of his, tries desperately in vain to pull air back into his lungs when it so stubbornly refuses to do anything but bask in Marinette’s glory.

He hears nothing, sees nothing, but her. Her and sparkling lights like lightning bugs in Kansas. He can’t even summon up any coherent thought as they dance. He just… revels. He loses himself in her and in doing so, he has the time of his life.

[rabidbehemoth]

Unpublished ItaSaku scene

In response to the ask about a scene from an as-yet unpublished story, I give you part of chapter 3 from Next of Kin, my ItaSaku college!AU with a mob twist (the one based off a oneshot from long ago, Missed Connection). Enjoy!

Sakura could barely keep her eyelids open the next morning. Ino had woken her up at four in the morning to complain that she was screaming (to be fair, Sakura had apparently woken Ino first). Sakura did not remember her dreams but she had her suspicions all the same. In any case, no amount of coffee and conversation with her friends at their favorite venue seemed able to rouse her. Her eyes watched someone’s frozen yogurt drip onto the tabletop without really seeing it.

“Yo, Earth to Sakura!” Chouji said, waving a hand in her face. “You there?”

Sakura blinked and sat up. “Sorry--what?”

Shikamaru groaned. “Did you not hear anything?” 

“Hey, lay off,” Naruto protested, sneaking in a concerned glance at her. “She’s had to deal with a lot.”

“Yeah. And she barely ever sleeps well because of—” Ino paused, seeming to rethink her words. “--Stress.”

Now Sakura was more awake. “‘Barely ever’? Ino, what are you—”

Ino interrupted with a shrug. “I got earplugs ‘cause I didn’t want to embarrass you.” Too late, she remembered their friends surrounding them and smiled sheepishly. “Uh, sorry.”

Shikamaru tactfully diverted the conversation before it could get ugly. “We were talking about the trip to the city. We’re into the second quarter already, so if we don’t really figure out something that works for everyone’s schedule, we’ll have graduated before we make it out there.” 

“Oh,” Sakura said, feeling guilty. Given that it was her idea to begin with, she supposed she should’ve taken a more active role in planning the thing. “Can’t we go over the weekend?”

Ino exhaled a sigh. “I’ve got rehearsals on Saturdays, and Naruto has rugby.”

“This happens every time,” Shikamaru muttered with contempt. “Either we do it over a three-day weekend, or someone agrees to take time off for one week—”

A breeze carrying an acrid smell pulled Sakura out of the conversation. Hugging her sweater closer, she turned around in her chair to investigate.

The bright plastic tables and chairs of their usual froyo spot greeted her, but they were the only ones sitting outside in the autumn weather. Further downwind a copse of trees dotted the sidewalk; under them was a bench. And upon that bench sat a man smoking a cigarette, nose buried in a book. The sun shone against his dark hair.

He felt Sakura staring and looked up to meet her gaze. Her most terrible memory was immediately reflected in those eyes, again, but for the first time she noticed a promise--a potential. What she wanted to know was all there, one way or another, in his eyes. Either it had been him, or it hadn’t. Only two possibilities. Finally, Sakura understood the choice she had to make….if she really desired that knowledge.

No one believed her, which meant she might be the only one who could learn the truth. She was probably wrong, which meant there was a chance that she was right. She was not personally involved, until these events altered the course of her daily life. Her friends, her grades, and even her dreams had been affected. Things would not go back to normal, and Sakura’s desire for the truth could not be extinguished so long as this man was around to constantly remind her of it. 

Suddenly, with a sense of weightlessness, Sakura made the decision she had not even realized she’d been struggling against, as futile as battling gravity.

She stood, chair screeching loudly as it scraped across the concrete. Her friends looked up at her, but she kept her eyes fixed ahead in the distance.

“Bathroom,” she lied, allowing them to return to their arguments. Luckily for her, they were too absorbed to notice her moving resolutely in the opposite direction.

He watched her approach as though he’d been expecting her. Given the number of occasions she’d been caught staring at him, maybe he had. He closed his book and put out his cigarette against the bench. He was not smiling.

Sakura felt the grass crunch underfoot but did not stop until she was standing directly in front of him. She considered sitting beside him but decided she preferred the height advantage. She crossed her arms.

“Are you following me?”

For a moment she feared he would laugh at her, but his expression quickly schooled itself into a kind of seriousness that might be mimicry or mockery of her own.

“Good morning to you, too.”

Sakura would not be deflected. “You’re a long ways from campus for a student.”

He looked at her pointedly. “Likewise.”

“I was having coffee.”

“As was I.” He pulled a disposable cup out--seemingly from nowhere--and rattled it a bit as though to emphasize its emptiness.  

Sakura glared, annoyed with his ability to wriggle away. “Come on. Are you really a student?”

He blinked at her. “Are you requesting proof?”

She sat on her embarrassment. This was not a normal social interaction--not if she was right. And if she was wrong, well. She’d already embarrassed herself enough for a thousand lifetimes, what was once more?

She nodded tersely. “Yes.”

Now he definitely looked amused. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a wallet. He slipped a plastic card out and handed it to her.

It was an ordinary student ID: identical to hers, save for the picture of his face and his name.

“‘Theodore Adorno?’ Or do you go by ‘Teddy’?” She could not quite keep the sarcasm out of her voice. 

“I prefer ‘Theo’, actually.” His eyes flickered at her.

Sakura handed it back to him, unconvinced. “Okay. Theo.” She paused a moment to gather her thoughts, but he interrupted the process.

“May I ask,” he said, putting his wallet away and settling comfortably into his seat, “what I’ve done to earn this hostility? At first I thought you liked me, but I confess I have my doubts now.”

Sakura’s eyes narrowed. If he was who she thought him to be, was this a way of pushing back? Of daring her to admit this was an interrogation, not a conversation? How could it possibly benefit someone in hiding to press a suspicious person into openly accusing him? Perhaps so he’d have the chance to flatly deny everything?

Well, Sakura would hardly give him the satisfaction.

That thought led to an idea. Her expression turned coy.

“Sorry, I didn’t meant to offend. I’m told I haven’t slept well lately. Actually, your first guess was right--can I have your number?”

The surprise on his face seemed disarmingly genuine. “Is that a joke?”

“Of course not.”

He hesitated, eyes looking past her into the distance. She studied him carefully.

“Why all the thought? Something change since you offered it to me earlier? Or were you only kidding?” she challenged.

His eyes focused sharply on her again, mouth unsmiling. “An offer is an offer, but you should think hard before accepting.”

The warning in his tone confused her. That would not have been an acceptable response from a normal college student, but neither was it a good response for a criminal wanting to avoid suspicion.

To her surprise, Sakura found herself taking his advice. It would be inexcusably dangerous to pursue this if her theory was correct--what if he figured out what she was up to? Did he already know?

Sakura met his eyes again, and knew her decision had been made before she even spoke with him. She couldn’t ever forget--not the dead man, nor the well-dressed stranger, nor the student in front of her--and she knew deep down that her life had stalled largely because she couldn’t truly leave the question unresolved. Maybe she could play this game just long enough to confirm or discard her theory, then go no-contact. It was stupidly risky, yes, but the desire for truth compelled her.

Sakura ignored the way her hand shook when she took out her phone. “I accept.”

His eyes were unreadable, but he recited his number mechanically.

Sakura saved it as a contact and sent him a quick text so he’d have hers. But his silence was making her uncomfortable, and she had to wonder if she’d just made a terrible mistake. She shoved her phone into her back pocket, where it weighed heavily.

“I guess I’ll see you around?”

He didn’t meet her eyes. “I guess you will.”

Sakura shuffled awkwardly back to her friends, refusing to glance back at him.

[prorevenge]

Destroy my childhood, ruin my chance at college, and laugh when I said I was homeless? Lol cool, I'll ruin your life.

Long story. TL;DR at the end.

BACKSTORY: My mother was a really shitty person. I have 4 other siblings. One older sister, 3 way younger, 3 different dads. Before I was born (im a male btw), my oldest sister was taken away from my mother when she was a few months old because she tried to stab/slice the father of my sister WHILE HE WAS HOLDING HER. She lost custody and the dude left her. Older sister goes to live with her fathers family in a different city. CUE LIL OL ME COMING INTO THIS SEXY WORLD. My dad went to jail 2-3 years after I was born for a while, I rarely saw him. He's an alcoholic if that matters. She was a single mother but she made it work and she worked hard. One of the bigger problems was that she took out all her agression and hatred of my father on me as well as work stress and etc. She dealt with sexual abuse growing up which I'm sure definitely affected her relationships and how she treated me as well. Anyways...

Cue me being abused from the age of 4-5 to about 17. Every day was hell. She was extremely strict and her perspective was warped. She was also pretty big in stature and had alot of strength. Examples of her being shitty: I've gotten beaten up badly once because HER room was dirty. The dishes weren't washed and I got beaten soon as I got home, even if there werent dishes when I left to school. If i walked too loud, id get my ass beat. She broke my nose for looking at her the wrong way on my 10th birthday when she brought me a cake I was allergic too(It had peanuts, she knows im slightly allergic but feigned ignorance..) It was more or less every day or every other day. She used her fists/elbows/extension cords/hangers/chairs/canes/bats/etc. Whatever she could find I was getting beaten with. I couldn't ever escape to my room for long because she would always call me every few minutes to get her things or to yell at me. She never drank or did drugs or anything. Whenever she was upset and I happened to be in front of her she'd kick me down the stairs to make me hurry up. She's put a knife to my neck before and had to be forcibly stopped by her bf of the time. Burned my christmas presents from other people (she didnt get me anything that year) and just other really shitty things. The only thing I will say, she tried really hard to make up for it with video games and electronics and etc. It didn't make a difference to me though, it never helped.

She controlled most aspects of my life. I got by with little petty revenges. Peeing in the lipton iced tea she drank. Rubbing her forks and spoons between ny buttcheeks before i served her dinner. Ignoring her screams for help when she had kidney stones (how tf am i supposed to help anyways??) But by the time i got to highschool I turned to alcohol. I resented her and the negative atmosphere affected who I was as a person. I started to be cold and uncaring. Calculated. She started kicking me out every few months telling me to find somewhere else to live by age 15. She sent me away to a different country for a year and tried to keep my passport but I made it back to the US with the help of the embassy and my step father (she'd already left by that time and found some other dude). I came back senior year with no credits for the prior grade which ended with me getting a GED. I spent most of the time i could with my best friend and started working shitty jobs. I was terrible at saving as i had accumulated loads of shitty habits while growing up so it didnt make much difference. She eventually told me that If i went to college, I would ALWAYS have a place to live until I finished. Cue my first 2 semesters at a 2 year college, I maintained a 3.7ish gpa. My teachers loved me and it was my escape. Towards the end of my 2nd semester during finals, i came home late one night around 10pm and my mother yanks the door open screaming in my face asking when I'll move out. I'm slightly drunk and decide to completely ignore her and walk to my room. If I opened my mouth, that day would be the day I blew up and cursed her out. I've rarely ever raised my voice at her because it never ended well. Now at this point im 19 and I've been doing school full time with no savings. Im also fairly fit and could easily take my mom at this point (Never laid a hand on her or any woman, i hate violence). I get to my room, she rips my door open, and starts yelling. I say nothing and stare at her. She walks away and called the police on me saying she thought id murder her and my younger siblings. I don't know where the fuck she got that idea from as she's the one who's nearly killed me many times.

I packed everything into a duffle bag and left 5 minutes afterwards. I failed all of my finals because I couldnt make it to my school. Things kinda spiraled and the next 2-3 years were me on and off homeless. I survived the best I could in a big city with no college degree and made alot of shitty choices due to my shitty habits. Eventually i found a profitable hobby that gave me meaning and through that i started to work my way up. Got my own apartment, had a full time job, and did my hobby on the side. I hadn't kept up contact with my mother at all but my younger sister who was old enough to have a phone found me on social media so i saw photos and such, she didn't have it anywhere near as bad but she did get beaten occasionally. My mother reached out via email all smiles asking how I've been. Now guys, ive always been envious of the relationship most ppl have with their moms so I gave her a chance and gave her a call. We talked for a few minutes and everything was civil and seemed like things would go okay but then...

She asked me what I've been up to the last few years and I told her honestly, that I was homeless for a while and struggled alot after what she did to me but I worked my way out of it. SHE LITERALLY LAUGHS. She laughed for a few seconds in a very condescending kinda chuckle and then said "I never did a thing to you so you don't know what abuse is! its your own damn fault you were homeless. So how about yo-" but by that point I hung up. I was speechless and fuming. I don't know what abuse is? OKAY BITCH. IVE SPENT TOO FUCKING LONG LETTING YOU DESTROY MY SANITY. NOW IS THE TIME.

There was a few things my mother didn't know. One, I knew for a fact that current well paying job she had was gotten on lies as she never got her college degree and lied about it on her resume. Two, I had access to all of her email accounts and cloud storage accounts since I was the one that set them up when I was younger and she never changes her passwords. Lastly, she DEFINITELY wasn't aware that from 13yrs old and onto the last time she hit me I took photos of ALL my bruises/marks/wounds/bloody noses saving them to my computer and then google drive. ON TOP OF THAT, my little sister had been sending me photos via social media of the bruises she got from my mom.

The first thing I did was compile ALL of those photos/videos into one folder. I then reached out to CPS in my city and explained that my siblings were being abused, how I was abused in the past, and that I had mountains of proof. Since ive called the cops on my mother before AND the thing that happened with my older sister, there was immediately a home visit. They arrived almost a day later with the police and coincidentally my mother was literally in the process of beating my younger sister when they were knocking. Cue an Emergency removal of all my siblings from the house and my mother getting arrested though she was released hours later. (I was getting a day to day play by play because my mothers best friend is a blabber mouth and everything my mother said she told her son who relayed it to me without either of their knowledge.) I sent CPS all the evidence and there's a legit case against my mother now. The next day I emailed and then called up her job to inform them that she had lied about having a very necessary college degree as well current events in her life which sparked a background check. She was fired days later. Say adios to 75k and a blacklist in the only industry you know how to work. I then spitefully deleted every cloud account and email address I ever made for her, which was all of them which im sure will make keeping up with alot bills and etc nearly impossible. I then anonymously reported her to the IRS because of the tax fraud she committed for years by claiming people's children that weren't hers with ALOT of detailed information since I lived with her while she did it.

So now, my mother lost all her kids and her job. Im meeting with a caseworker from CPS next week to talk more about what happens moving forward but I do know they're NOT going back. Idk how she's gonna pay her mortgage now and survive. I'm sure she's gonna get a call from the IRS who'll be looking for a few thousand dollars she owes them. She also has to go back to court in a few months, not exactly sure what she was charged with but ill update when I find out how everything turns out.

Side Note: She isn't aware im the cause of any of this. I plan on keeping tabs on her and waiting until it seems like she's close to death before I tell her it was all me and I peed in her lipton.

TL;DR - My mother abuses me badly for most of my life as well as my younger siblings. I have to drop out of college and support myself after she drove me to homelessness. She proceeds to laugh at me about me being homeless and denys abuse. So I ruined her life by getting my younger siblings removed and her arrested, making her lose her job, reported her to the IRS, and essentially set her up so that the remainder of her life is full of disaster and hardships.

(source) (story by howbout_that_lipton)

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Spring 2019 First Impressions

The Spring list is late as usual (is it usual if it’s only the second instance?), but at least I’m closer to the beginning than last year. I’ve reached 50% completion on the doing this for an entire year consistently, so nice.

Aikatsu Friends!: Kagayaki no Jewel (Aikatsu Friends!: Jewel of Radiance): Aikatsu is relatively low on my priority list of magical girl megaseries.

Bakugan Battle Planet: This show actually premiered last semester, but in English, and this season is when the Japanese dub started. Either way it’s somewhere deep in the Bakugan series, which is based off of what are probably my least played children’s toys.

BAKUMATSU Crisis: Second season of an otome game adaption that looked okay when I started it, but I still haven’t watched past the first episode.

Bokutachi wa Benkyou ga Dekinai (Bokuben / We Never Learn): The main show that I know the source material of, and it is just about meeting my expectations. An average guy who has to study rigorously to maintain his average grades is put in charge of tutoring the two smartest people in his school. This might not make sense until it’s explained that he has to tutor them in their worst subjects, because those subjects are the ones they want to major in for college. It’s a nice theme of working hard for what you enjoy situated in a rom-com with some haremy aspects and an unusually high density of goofy faces, so watch it if you like those aspects.

Bungou Stray Dogs 3: I still need to see what they did with HP Lovecraft in season 2

Carole & Tuesday: What happens when a runaway rich girl and a poor orphan girl meet up on Mars? They form a band of course. A tale of two lonely souls finding each other and become a little less lonely in a big world, making music together. It looks great and it sounds amazing, so this is definitely a priority watch.

Chou Kadou Girl 1/6 (Amazing Stranger): Imagine Buzz Lightyear from the original Toy Story except in a 20 -something guy’s house and then failing the don’t move when humans are around rule almost immediately. That’s what this show is.

Cinderella Girls Gekijou CLIMAX SEASON (Cinderella Girls Theater CLIMAX SEASON): For somebody who doesn’t watch idol shows, the theater shorts are pretty fun, though I’m not nearly caught up in this one to say how this season is going.

Diamond no Ace Act II: Oh boy there’s so much baseball this season and a lot of it is sequels.

Fairy Gone: There’s a lot of things going on in this show but I think I can simplify it to military use of fairies to give soldiers super powers. The protagonist has been taking jobs as a mercenary to find her sister who was split from her after their village was burnt down. Then at an auction that she works as a guard, things start going wrong and the thief who appears is none other than that sister. The first episode ends with the end of a three way fight between security and the girls, so I’m not sure where the show’s going at all. Maybe if the show didn’t flash back to the protagonist’s village burning down three times, there would be a little more time to give direction.

Fruits Basket (2019): I never know how to deal with reboots for shows that I can remember, but haven’t seen the original. I know there’s people who turn into animals and a “do the carpets match the drapes” joke, and that’s about it from the 2001 anime.

Gunjou no Magmel (Magmel of the Blue Sea): After a new continent appears in the world, explorers flock to it, not always as prepared as they should be for venturing into the unknown. The main character works at a company to rescue explorers from mishaps along with a few others. The worldbuilding is interesting and the main character’s black lightning is pretty cool looking, but his attitude and decision making abilities kinda put me off for now. That and the comprehensibility of the subtitles I was watching fell off a cliff halfway through the episode.

Hachigatsu no Cinderella Nine (Cinderella Nine in August): So far it looks like a pretty standard club building show based around women’s baseball. It looks nice and we have 4 club members as of the first episode, so they should make it to at least full team of nine pretty quickly. It looks nice outside of an odd montage near the end of the episode when the club plays a game with some local kids, and the character designs are a bit more memorable than the usual baseball cast. I appreciate the fact that they’re playing hardball, but I’m not the type of person to watch anything sports ever.

Hangyaku-sei Million Arthur 2 (Operation Han-Gyaku-Sei Million Arthur): All I know about this show is that there’s a bunch of characters named Arthur and that it’s a sequel.

Hitoribocchi no Marumaru Seikatsu (Hitori Bocchi's ○○ Lifestyle): When one of the most socially anxious kids in elementary school gets separated by her only friend when they go to different middle schools, her friend gives her a quest: to become friends with everybody in her new class. She’s got a real go-getter attitude, but from feeling physical pain from trying to talk to a stranger to fainting when somebody actually responds to her, she’s got a rough path ahead of her. It’s a really fun show that gets you rooting for the main character in her attempts of communicating with others in a normal manner.

Isekai Quartet: Four of the biggest isekai series in one short mash-up is a recipe for confusion. Especially since they’re all put together in a school setting where no fighting is allowed, even if there are holy gods and undead abominations in the same class. Anything can happen with all these people taken from their original normal lives, tossed into various fantasy worlds, and then slam dunked back into a relatively normal setting.

Jimoto ga Japan (I’m From Japan): I cannot find a trace of the anime anywhere online and I am glad of this having read the manga. It is just a really dumb comedy about Japanese prefectures that I struggled to read a few chapters of before giving up.

Joushikausei: A silent anime, as in there’s no spoken words, about a few high school girls. It’s an interesting concept, but I found it a bit uncomfortable to watch, mostly due to the whimpering and other nonverbal noises the girls were making.

Kedama no Gonjirou (Gonjiro the Yarn Ball): A children’s show that hasn’t been licensed and no group is fansubbing it, how unusual… It actually looks interesting though so I might search for the raws to check it out.

Kenja no Mago (The Magi’s Grandson): A child raised by a powerful wizard in the country reaches an age where he can move out to the city and attend a magical high school. Unfortunately for him, his parental figures only taught him combat and magic, so he doesn’t really know how to sustain himself in the reals world. It is a decent concept but there’s a 50/50 chance of any scene looking nice or looking awful, and the scene transitions all look like they were made in Powerpoint.

Kimetsu no Yaiba (Demon Slaying Blade): A happy family of coal sellers is destroyed in a night when a demon strikes. The eldest son was out due to a combination of work and a blizzard, and when he returns he finds all but one of his family members completely cold and covered in blood. This last member is rushed down the mountainside for medical aid, only to turn into a demon on the way down. A meeting with a demon slayer turns tricky as he tries to protect his demonized sister who’s fighting between killing instincts and her love of her brother. The opening promises some beautiful animations and the overall show isn’t slacking either, so overall it’s a very promising show.

KING OF PRISM -Shiny Seven Stars-: It’s the TV version of a boy band movie tetralogy which is also a sequel I think?

Kiratto Pri☆chan Season 2: A sequel to a idol anime that I reviewed last year. I think this is one of the first times a sequel has shown up that I also reviewed the first season of, though unfortunately it was for  a show that I didn’t watch fully.

Kono Oto Tomare! (Stop this Sound!): One more club building show for this season, this one about a Japanese instrument called a koto. After all the upperclassmen of the club graduated in the previous year, only the main character is left in the club, and needs more members before the club gets closed, the usual. The first new member is a seemingly delinquent 1st year who is surprisingly diligent. There wasn’t too much interesting or unique other than the topic of the club, so music fans might find this more watchable than I.

Kono Yo no Hate de Koi wo Utau Shoujo YU-NO (YU-NO: A Girl Who Chants Love at the Bound of this World): The first episode for this kind of front-loaded introducing characters and pulled out its premise of parallel dimensions and a device to navigate them towards the end, which means I’d probably have to watch another episode to figure out how I feel about it. It’s nice to not have a giant exposition dump take up the first episode of a show, especially since it will have two cours to tell a story, but I didn’t feel any particular gravitation towards the characters by this point, so I won’t be prioritizing any follow-up on it.

Mayonaka no Occult Koumuin (Midnight Occult Civil Servants): With a job at a place called the Nocturnal Community Relations Division, the first thought of the type of people dealt with is most likely not going to be fairies. Our main character is taken from a world of the ordinary to being able to see and talk to the supernatural creatures that live locally, called Anothers. His co-workers are equipped with magically enchanted police tape and other trinkets to help solve issues that occasionally arise between Anothers. I like the modern fantasy setting, and the fairly low level fights with the supernatural so far, so there’s promise in where the show goes.

Midara na Ao-chan wa Benkyou ga Dekinai (Ao Can’t Study): While the name Ao is usually blue, or sometimes even moth, in this case, it stands for Adult Only, the 18+ rating in Japan. This is due to her father’s profession, an erotic writer, and surprisingly, the main character hates her father for naming her that and spends her entire life studying to get into a college far enough away from him. This is thwarted by a guy confessing to her and filling her mind with romance and lewder thoughts, with the help of her father. I hate this as a concept and don’t watch this.

Mix: A semi-sequel baseball anime. I say semi, because from what I’ve gathered it is recommended but not necessary to watch the original first.

Nande Koko ni Sensei ga!? (Why is my Teacher Here!?): It’s about a male student and his teacher, ending up in awkward situations together, like being trapped together in a men’s bathroom stall. A show of pure fanservice through and through, so there’s not much else to say.

Namu Amida Butsu!: Rendai Utena: What started out as an action about cleansing impurities from the world gives us a quick bait ‘n switch to a slice of life about gods bumbling about in the human world attempting to be competent humans. I found it irritating to watch, and it was very clearly based off of a gacha game, which do not have a good track record of making good shows.

Nobunaga-sensei no Osanazuma (Nobunaga’s Young Bride): A modern age middle school teacher way down the ancestral tree of Oda Nobunaga meets the bride of the man himself, who traveled to the present from the day of the original Nobunaga’s death. She’s no older than when she left her original time, which leaves her at 14 years old, with no knowledge of modern day Japan so she’s stuck with the main character’s family and decides to be the new Nobunaga’s bride anyways, which… is weird.

One Punch Man 2: A big sequel of the season, and one where people have been waiting with wary anticipation due to the change in animation studio and director. It definitely looks a lot stiffer than the first season, for action and non-fight scenes, but the story is a bit more interesting in my opinion, as the show starts working on fleshing out other heroes and why they fight.

RobiHachi: the first episode of this really is a springboard for setting up what the plot and cast will be, just about starting right at the very end.  We’ve got an ultra gullible man in debt, a genius teen with no sense of purpose, a robot rabbit helper, and their spaceship that blares its own theme song when it transforms into a mech. They set off to find a legendary planet that grants happiness after a couple of hijinks on their starting planet. It’s a very busy show, both visually and plot wise, but still an enjoyable experience if you can keep up.

Sarazanmai: 50% connecting with other people through oversharing with them, 50% kappas stealing souls from other people’s butts. It’s hard to describe the show but I’m having a good time, and the art is gorgeous, and special care is taken with little details in the show. I’d say watch the first episode definitely, and then decide whether or not to follow up on the rest of the show.

Senryuu Shoujo (Senryuu Girl): The focus of the show is on the Japanese poetry type of Senryuu, mostly because the main character can only communicate with others through writing these poems. Thankfully, she’s got some good friends and is in her school’s Literature Club, so she has plenty of practice and is around people who appreciate her work.

Sewayaki Kitsune no Senko-san (Meddlesome Fox Senko): The fox gods of the world have a duty to protect humans, and are becoming more proactive in seeking out humans with negative emotions before those emotions go out of control. In comes the male lead of the show, an overworked businessman who has basically just been going through the motions of life by this point. One of the fox gods appears in his house, doing the cooking, cleaning, and other tasks to help relieve the main guy’s stress. It’s comfy and there’s some funny moments, but I feel like the show would be better off as a more episodic show featuring various humans rather than just the one that it looks like the show will focus on. I’m also worried about the romance genre tag that the show has.

Shingeki no Kyojin 3 Part 2 (Attack on Titan 3 Part 2): I’m still on episode 5 of the original series, with no particular motivation to make it any further. More people die in bloody explosions probably.

Shoumetsu Toshi (Lost City): As the title of the show would imply there is a city that has been lost to humanity, as in, it just disappeared one day. The main female character is the only one who survived the city disappearing, and is targeted by a mysterious group due to that, and she tries to return to where the lost city used to be due to a message by her father who went missing with the city. In addition there was a monk with super powers who was standing on a motorcycle’s handlebars facing off against the main girl who could summon her Lost bodyguard with a bunch of guns but that was kinda just thrown in at the end.

Strike Witches 501 Butai Hasshin Shimasu! (Strike Witches 501st Join Fighter Wing Takes Off!): Oh god it’s been so long since I’ve consumed Strike Witches content. This is a slice of life spin off of the original series, so the context is recommended, but not necessary. The animation is also very much on the rough side for a ten minute long short. 

Yatogame-chan Kansatsu Nikki (Yatogame’s Observation Diary): After briefly being disappointed in the lack of heavy Nagoya dialects encountered in Nagoya, the main character runs into a classmate who happens to have one. In addition, all of her favorite foods and animals are popular or famous in Nagoya, so he sticks around with her for meeting his ideals of what a Nagoyan should be. They then travel the city as part of the photography club to see all the sights of the city.

Youkai Watch!: Despite what it looks like from the title, this is pretty deep in a line of sequels of Youkai Watch.

[gukyi]

the millionaire and his lover | jjk

⇒ summary: over the course of your lifelong friendship with jungkook, you can’t say that you’ve ever had the greatest ideas, and a fake relationship with the boy you’ve been in love with for years is no exception. 

⇒ self-gratuitous ceo au, friends-to-lovers, and fake relationship trope rolled into one big shitstorm of a jungkook fic

⇒ pairing: jungkook x female reader

⇒ word count: 18k

⇒ genre: fluff, angst, and light smut

⇒ warnings: alcohol mentions, smut

⇒ a/n: hello all! i wanted to kickoff my writing on this blog with a bang, so here’s a longish fic on my wildest dreams. 

When you first tell people that you happen to know CEO and multimillionaire Jeon Jungkook, they tell you one of three things:

1: You’re so lucky! Could you introduce me?

2: You must have saved an entire country in your past life.

3: Is he as much of an asshole as the news outlets make him out to be?

What you don’t say, though, is this: You and Jungkook have had history for as long as you could remember. As not only neighbors, but also childhood friends, you happen to know quite a lot about the man who made a name of himself before he even graduated from university. You would also very much like to keep quiet the fact that you’ve harbored a crush on the boy for quite some time now, obvious to everyone whose name isn’t Jeon Jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook is, in one word, brilliant. He is brilliantly intelligent, brilliantly talented, brilliantly beautiful. He is suave and smooth and gets what he wants and if he didn’t possess such a disdain for the tabloids that do nothing but stretch the truth, he would have them wrapped around his finger. Sure, he’s no actor or singer, but he is a celebrity, and a skilled one at that. The media know no boundaries when it comes to a man like Jungkook, painting him as stunning yet rude, rich yet selfish, smart but cold. You know they blow his brief affairs out of proportion, and you know they will never know the boy who fell off of his bicycle in the second grade.

Jungkook is not powerful enough to replace the stars in your sky, but he is powerful enough to rearrange them right in front of your eyes, creating endless constellations that all remind you of him. He is the boy you have cherished since your elementary school days, when he would accidentally drool on your shoulder and throw sand into your mouth, and you are the girl who, despite all class differences, has stuck by him through thick and thin. It is not enough, but perhaps to him, it is.

“Do you ever try to mooch off of his wealth?” People ask you. “I would.”

And sure, every now and then you will ask him for money and he will give it to you, but your intentions are pure and you do not, will not, ever take his generosity for granted. Not when he has so much and you so little. You know what life is like when the world keeps trying to trip you, and a bit of smooth ground is not enough to keep you from forgetting the struggle.

That is, until you get laid off your job due to an influx of new workers, and your next student debt payment is due in roughly, a week.

“What?”

You glare at the email on the screen of the laptop you’ve had ever since your third year of secondary school. On the screen, in big, bold, black letters, are the words DISMISSAL NOTICE. Under them, your name.

This is the worst timing you’ve had in a long while. Not that your job was dreamy or anything, but it paid and it paid well enough for you to keep on top of your rent and your student debt payments. The rent’s been taken care of, especially since your eccentric roommate has a hell of a job and is pretty generous herself, offering to pay for more of the rent when she knows you can’t make it up to quota, in return for completing some of her schoolwork or whatever. It’s a good system, really, but this has thrown you for so many loops that you don’t know which way is up anymore.

“Fuck,” you mutter under your breath. Both elbows are on the desk in front of you as you rub your eyes, tired of this job and this room and this life. Days like this are the days you can’t stand to see Jungkook’s face on the cover of a magazine or his name in the headline of an article, flaunting his wealth with his Armani suits and Rolex watches and slicked-back hair. Envious isn’t a characteristic you’d like to describe yourself with, but when it comes to him, the feeling can’t help but creep up.

You have no idea how you’re going to be able to afford the last several hundred thousand won of debt payment without a job. Sure, Jungkook is only a mere few phone taps away, but even this is too big of a favor for you to ask him. You don’t think you’ve ever asked for more than fifty thousand won from him, and to Jungkook, that’s pocket change.

So, in perhaps more of a desperation than a determination, you start cruising the online bulletin boards and local stores’ websites for a job, one that you are vying to keep.

A day passes, and then another, and nothing.

“No luck?” Your roommate asks as she walks into your bedroom, seeing you hunched over your laptop with red eyes and messy hair.

“No,” you sigh. “No one’s hiring. Probably because the graduating university class this year was so big. Everyone wants young employees, or they’ve already got them.”

“You’ll get it,” your roommate assures you. You’re doubtful, but her encouraging words lift up your spirit ever so slightly. “I believe in you.”

“Thanks, Wendy.”

She smiles before leaving your room, shutting the door behind her like a true best friend. You really appreciate Wendy, and her uncanny brightness and constant friendliness.

The job hunt continues.

Three days before the deadline and you’ve only been able to make a couple thousand won for helping an old lady with her groceries up several flights of stairs. Like a true procrastinator, you are somewhat stretching out your search — which you know you shouldn’t be doing — but it’s not like a new job offer will just pop out of thin air. They’re all taken, all of them. You knew not going directly into a career after graduating was a shitty move, but you did it anyway, and here you are. Besides, what can you do with a history degree anyway when history teachers are a dime a dozen?

Wendy is making no mention of Jungkook, which you are very thankful for. She knows how you feel about borrowing money from him, so he is, essentially, out of the picture. Or, so you hoped he was.

As you’re lounging around on your sofa, lazily scrolling the forums for any more job popups, your phone rings.

It’s Jungkook, because of course it’s Jungkook, and the very fact that he’s calling you rather than texting you makes you know that this is serious business.

“Hello?”

“Y/N! How are you?” Jungkook exclaims on the other end.

“Busy,” you reply, sort of telling the truth but also sort of lying. Yes, you technically are busy with your job hunt, but you are also not busy with your job hunt thanks to your superior procrastination skills.

“Busy? Is now a bad time?” You can practically see the concern on Jungkook’s face.

“No, you’re good. What’s up?”

“I was wondering if you could meet me at the company? I have a favor to ask you,” Jungkook asks.

“A favor?” You sputter, clearly surprised. A favor? Since when was he the asker of favors? For as long as you’ve known him, it’s almost always been the other way around. Now you really know this is something serious.

“Yeah, if you don’t mind. We could go out for lunch too, if you’d like. There’s this great Italian place that just opened up in Gangnam that we could try—”

“So soon?” You ask, looking down at yourself. You most certainly do not have your Gangnam style on, thank you very much.

“If you’re cool with that. I’d like to meet up sometime today, though,” says Jungkook.

Wendy walks into the living room where you sit, having your conversation. She can tell immediately from your furrowed brows that it’s Jungkook you’re talking to.

What’s he want? She mouths.

He wants a favor, you mouth back. And lunch.

Go! Wendy motions as though it’s the most obvious thing in the world. She may know a thing or two about your harbored and quite frankly, unsurprising crush on Jungkook.

You look back at her like she has fifteen heads, surprised that she’s so adamant about you going on this outing with the boy. She merely glares at you in response, a single eyebrow raised. You know you’ve lost this debate.

“Sure,” you say into the phone at the same time that Wendy pumps a fist in support. “Give me fifteen minutes to get ready and I’ll be over soon.”

“Great!” Jungkook exclaims into the phone. “See you!”

The second you turn the phone off, you’re about to argue with Wendy about her decisions made throughout the entire conversation, but she cuts you off, shoving you into your room and in front of your closet.

“Scream at me later, you have a date!”

“It’s not a date!” You whine from behind the closed door. “It’s just… an outing!” You mentally facepalm. Yes, this is a date. You know you can hear Wendy snickering from the hallway as you shuffle through your closet for the nicest dress you own.

The ‘company’ Jungkook was talking about is his skyscraper of an office building smack dab in the middle of Seoul, his name plastered in big metal letters across the top reading, JEON CORPORATIONS. It’s hard to mistake it for anything else, really, and as you step off of the bus right in front of his building, you’re as intimidated as always. Every time you come to this building you tell yourself not to look up, and every time, you do.

You feel so out of place walking into the pristine building, the floors marbled and the walls gleaming. The lobby, as per usual, is sparkling, likely a result of Jungkook’s need for everything to be as neat and tidy as possible. Even when you were little, his room was always spotless and his schoolbooks ordered by height, then color.

You swear you’ve been to Jungkook enough times while he’s at work for the staff in the lobby to stop questioning you, but protocol, you guess. It’s not very often a young, lost girl stumbles into the building without a product to sell or a camera crew behind her.

“Hi,” you say to the lady at the front desk. She has an earpiece in and her hair is tied tightly back to reveal the crisp collar of her blazer. “I’m here to see Jeon Jungkook.”

“Name?”

You give her your name and she shuffles through her computer, clicking away before she shakes her head, friendly but professional.

“You’re not on his list.”

You roll your eyes and sigh. You’re never on his list. His list is for businessmen and authorized interviews and people who have a meeting with him in his big meeting room with those leather chairs that are surprisingly uncomfortable, not you. Surely his staff should recognize you by now. You show up a the building once every week or two.

“He asked me to come here,” you say through clenched teeth. Like he always does is on the tip of your tongue, but you keep your mouth shut so you don’t get confronted by those terrifying security guards of his.

“Oh,” the lady says, disregarding your comment completely. “You’ll just have to wait until he’s free, I guess.”

Lord knows when that will be. You know you can’t necessarily stomp up to his office without any sort of authorization, but you assume that if you’ve done it before, you can do it again.

“Thanks,” you say, not thankful at all. You walk up to the elevators before the lady can say anything to stop you, and get in before she can get out of her seat to kick you out of the building. His office is on the top floor — surprise, surprise —so you hit the button and wait in silence. Luckily, Jungkook isn’t awful enough to force you to listen to that shitty elevator music. You spend the brief ride thinking on what you might say to the big men guarding the door to his office, but before you can come up with anything plausible, you reach the top floor.

As expected, once you approach his door one of the big men places his hand in front of the handle, preventing you from going inside.

“Name?”

“Ugh,” you reply, tired. “Y/N. Can’t I just go in?” These guards can’t be as dense as his staff downstairs.

“Sorry, Miss, but Mr. Jeon is busy right now. Is it urgent?”

“He invited me here,” you tell them, as though that will change anything.

“Mr. Jeon made no mention of that to us, so unfortunately, I cannot let you inside,” the other big man says.

You stretch over the hand covering the door and knock on the wood roughly and loudly. The guards are affronted, you can tell, but you really don’t care. They both step in front of the door now, their heavy bodies blocking the entire thing from view.

“Jungkook! It’s me!” You shout over them, hoping your voice pierces through the mass of wall and big men.

Not long after, the door opens.

“Y/N? Here already?” Jungkook asks, forcing the two big men to step aside. “I didn’t think you’d get here for another ten minutes.”

“I got an earlier bus,” you reply.

“Mr. Jeon?” One of the men interrupt. “Do you know her?”

Jungkook looks to his guard before he glances towards you, eyes wide with fear. You’re glaring at him, your eyes squinted and arms crossed. “Yes, she’s a good friend.” He grabs your arm and pulls you inside. “Thanks!”

The moment the door is closed, Jungkook braces himself.

“You know how much of a pain your staff was to me today?” You shout at him. “I swear, they made me lose five years of my life. Why am I not on your fucking list?” You push his chest, but he is strong as hell and doesn’t even move.

“Sorry, Y/N,” Jungkook says, shrugging. “I’ll try to remember to remind my staff that you’re authorized to be here at any time.”

“Yeah, you punk,” you reply, collapsing on the couch he keeps in his office. It is, for the most part, untouched, your body normally the only thing that ever sits on it. Jungkook doesn’t let very many people into his office, let alone allows them to sit on his couch as crassly as you.

“I’m glad you got here. I could ask you for the favor now, while we’re at lunch, or after,” Jungkook says, leaning back in his office chair. Sometimes, when he runs out to go settle some deal or simply use the bathroom, you spin yourself around in it. It’s a rule that when you are met with a wheely office chair, you must spin.

“Tell it to me now, because I have a feeling I’m not going to like it, and then the lunch can compensate me,” You advise, not even looking at him as you lie on your back.

Jungkook chuckles. “How do you know you won’t like it? I haven’t even told you.”

“You never ask me for favors, Jungkook,” you remind him. “I think the last time you asked me for a favor, YG was still a thriving entertainment company.”

That comment elicits a laugh out of Jungkook. “Listen, you have to trust me, Y/N.”

“I never trust you, Jungkook.” You smile as you sit up on his couch, beaming at him.

“Well,” Jungkook begins, and you’re already shaking your head. “My family is coming from Busan to visit next week, and within the next couple weeks I have a ton of business parties and get-togethers, so—”

“I am not going to iron your fucking suits, Jungkook. You should know how to iron things by now,” you immediately say, sternly. If Jungkook asks you to come over to his extravagant penthouse just so you can do his laundry one more time, you’re going to explode.

“No, no, that’s not what I was saying,” Jungkook laughs. “Let me finish, you get too ahead of yourself.”

You sit back, mildly intrigued as to what his favor might be.

“You know that my family’s pretty adamant about me having a relationship, and at the business parties I keep getting asked about a girlfriend, so I was wondering if you could accompany me as a pretend girlfriend, almost?” He asks, wincing.

He should be wincing. This is definitely the weirdest thing someone has asked you in forever.

“A pretend girlfriend?” You ask, confused.

“Yeah, like, you would walk around with me and we’d pretend to be dating and stuff. I was going to just find some other girl, but you’re the one I, uh, trust the most.” Jungkook scratches at the nape of his neck, nervous. “Like, you know the most about me anyway, and it’s practically like we’re dating already, except we’re not.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“I’ll pay you. And buy you nice things.”

That gets your attention. Payment? To hang around Jungkook? Normally, you’d be declining in almost an instant, refusing to accept money in return for your company. But now, in a situation like yours, with your debt payment creeping up on the horizon and a futile job search, it actually doesn’t sound like a bad idea.

“For how long?” You ask, intrigued.

“Um, a few weeks, I guess. You could move in for that time period too, if you want. It makes it seem more realistic,” he offers.

If Wendy was with you right now, she’d be making an elaborate display behind Jungkook that spells out one thing, which is no way. You know it’s a bad idea; the ghost of Wendy is hissing it in your ear. You’ve seen the movies, you know how all fake relationships end up, and still, you are genuinely considering taking the offer. If Jungkook is offering you a couple of weeks where you can finally experience what you’ve been dreaming of doing for years, then perhaps it might not be such a terrible idea after all.

“I could?”

“Sure, I have tons of space,” Jungkook says without a shadow of a doubt. He seems pleased. “It’s so lonely up there. I could use some of your company.”

“Really? Never pegged you as a people person, you know,” you tease him. “You’re always so aloof and distant.”

“Don’t tell me you’re believing what the media says about me now,” Jungkook says, exasperated by you. Tiring him out happens to be a favorite hobby of yours.

“Oh, don’t worry, you big oaf. I just don’t know if this fake dating thing might be a good idea,” you say.

“It’ll be fine,” Jungkook says reassuringly. “We’re already best friends, so it’s not like anything will change. We’re just friends.”

“Just friends.”

“Just friends,” Jungkook states. “With a bit of kissing on the side.”

“What?”

Jungkook laughs at your reaction, your eyes blown wide in surprise at the notion of kissing him. You’re in shock at the idea of kissing him, the boy you can’t help but love, but also in shock with how calmly he brought it up. Hasn’t he seen the movies? Doesn’t he worry about what might happen to your relationship?

“We have to kiss, we’re dating,” Jungkook chuckles.

You open your mouth, about to respond when Jungkook’s phone vibrates in his pocket. He pulls it out and jumps up from where he was leaning back on his desk, grabbing your hand and his suit jacket as he pulls you towards the door. “Our reservation!”

“What! You made a reservation?” You exclaim as he nods to his security guard and tugs you into the elevator.

“Yeah. We’re going out, aren’t we?”

“But won’t this seem kind of… I don’t know, scandalous? Reporters wait outside your building every day. They’ll see us!” You worry.

Jungkook looks down in between the two of you and holds your hand, interlocking your fingers. It’s not unusual for you to hold hands often — it’s become a symbol of friendship — but this time, it feels different.

“Yeah, and you’re my girlfriend now, so I don’t care.”

The first thing Jungkook wants you to do is move in for the next few weeks.

You don’t have to bring too much stuff, just enough for you to live at my place. I can buy you new clothes if you want, he texts you as you are stuffing your suitcases with all of the clothes you deem necessary to survive in a new environment. It doesn’t matter that Jungkook is rich beyond belief and could probably accommodate you like a king, you want your goddamn pajamas.

“It’s going to be so lonely,” Wendy laments as you pull your suitcase towards the door to your apartment.

You laugh, amused. “You’ll be fine. I’ll keep you updated, no worries.”

“Damn straight you will,” Wendy says back, eyeing you with such a ferocity that you know you can’t back down from your unofficial promise. “Are you only taking one suitcase?”

“It’s got all my shit, my clothes, my laptop, my toiletries,” you say, shrugging. You know you’re forgetting something, you just can’t exactly pinpoint what it is.

“Alright, if you say so. When’s your bus?”

“In like, ten minutes, I think? I’ll probably go outside and wait there,” you say, slipping into your sneakers.

Wendy’s gazing out the window, appearing particularly confused at what she’s looking at. “I don’t think you’ll need to take the bus, Y/N.”

“Huh?”

You walk up to where she stands, eyeing the landscape outside. Below your apartment, you can see half of a gleaming black limousine, waiting. Without thinking twice, you know it’s from Jungkook. Of course.

“I hate this boy,” you sigh. You didn’t even tell him what time you’d be leaving your apartment, and still, he does this.

“Better go, don’t want to keep that limo driver waiting for too long,” Wendy says, pushing you towards the door before you’ve even got both sneakers on.

“What?”

“See you in three weeks!”

You find yourself just outside the door to your apartment, and when you turn around, you are met with Wendy’s beaming face right before it shuts in front of you, signifying that you are no longer allowed to be in the apartment.

Once you’ve migrated downstairs, the driver greets you politely before ushering you inside the limo. Only the best for you, is what’s written on a notecard on the table inside. Fucking Jungkook.

You have to say, Jungkook really does spare no expense for your comfort, evidenced by the expensive mini-fridge stuffed to the brim with sodas and brownies and the pristine leather seating. It makes you feel out of place, really, your worn-in clothes sitting in such fine seats. Then again, you normally feel out of place whenever you’re surrounded by Jungkook’s expensive belongings.

The drive finally comes to a halt in front of Jungkook’s building, yet another skyscraper that hurts your eyes to look up at. You offer to tip the driver on your way out, holding twenty-thousand won out for him to grab, but he declines, telling you that he’s already been paid plenty, courtesy of Mr. Jeon, obviously.

At least the security guards at Jungkook’s own penthouse know who you are. You have no issue trying to coax them into letting you inside, them having already been notified of your arrival. You merely bow towards them as they let you inside.

Much like his office building, every time you visit his home you are taken aback by how extravagant yet stunning it is. The place is fucking immaculate, from the walls to the floors to the little turtle figurine sitting on his coffee table, likely worth more than several of your student debt payments. His house looks practically untouched, but you know that under the first impression lies a lived-in and loved abode. You can see it in the faint wear in the couches and the dullness of an otherwise brand-new refrigerator.

Jungkook isn’t there to greet you, probably too busy having some aggravating conference call or with his headphones in, playing Overwatch, but his stuff is. Normally, you’d flop onto his couch and stare at his built in television until he came out of his room, but with a suitcase in hand, you don’t really know what to do.

I’m here, you text him. He gets the notification instantly, and no more than a few seconds later, emerges from his cave.

“Oh! You are here,” Jungkook says, surprised to see you. “I thought you meant you were outside my building, or something.”

“Nope, they let me in. Nice place,” you comment.

“Oh yeah, like you haven’t seen it before,” Jungkook laughs. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“Me too,” you breathe in relief. Even though his penthouse is triple the size of your own apartment, it feels cozier. Perhaps that’s just Jungkook. “I feel like it’s been awhile since I came over.”

“Yeah, we’re always going out and shit instead,” Jungkook agrees. He gazes down to the suitcase by your legs. “Do you want me to take that for you?”

Before you have a chance to tell him no, you’re fine, you’re a big girl, he’s reaching down and picking up your suitcase with both hands, the muscles of his biceps peeking out of his white t-shirt. It makes your breath catch in your throat, but you pass it off as a hiccup as he leads you down the hallway. The two of you walk straight past the guest bedroom you slept in whenever you would stay over for a night, much to your confusion, as he brings you into his massive master bedroom.

“Uh, Jungkook?”

“Mmm?” He hums back, leaning down to place your suitcase on the ottoman in front of his bed. It drops onto the cushiony seat with a great thud, and he dusts his hands off before turning around to face you. “What’s up?”

“Aren’t I staying in the guest bedroom?” You question him, unsure of what he may be hinting at.

Jungkook chuckles. “No, silly. If my family’s coming over to stay for a few days, then you need to stay with me. They think we’re dating, remember?” He taps his head, as though he considers this ‘thinking ahead’.

“So we’re sleeping together?”

That makes Jungkook crack up. “No! Unless you want to, of course. I’m not opposed.”

You glare at him as he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. “In your dreams, babe.”

You suppose sharing a bed with Jungkook won’t be too bad. You used to do it all the time as children, so other than age, what’s the difference? His room is gorgeous anyway, probably bigger than your entire apartment back in the outskirts of Seoul. Sleek and monochrome, which could be considered boring if it weren’t for the splashes of color in his red t-shirts and blue beanbag chairs.

You’ve reached the point with Jungkook where neither of you have very definitive boundaries. The second you open your suitcase to fish out your slippers, he’s digging in there with you, picking through your clothes and shoes and observing every single piece.

“You’re the fake girlfriend of a young multimillionaire and you bring this to my place?” He asks, holding up your ratty sweatpants that you’ve owned since secondary school.

“They’re comfortable, leave me alone,” you snap, snatching them back and placing them inside your suitcase. “Not all of us have money to drop on Gucci sweats.”

“I’m staging a fashion intervention,” Jungkook declares, standing up straight.

You look up at him, a single eyebrow raised, as he grabs his sunglasses from the table next to where you’re sitting and tries to put them on in one fluid motion. Unfortunately, he misses completely and ends up poking himself in the eye, making you laugh.

“Yes, very suave, babe,” you say, rubbing his arm soothingly.

“Don’t talk about it. Let’s go.”

“Go where?”

“I’m taking you shopping.”

You can’t even open your mouth to protest — Jungkook has done enough for you already — because he’s dragging you and all of your unprepared glory out of his shimmering penthouse and into one of his very many pricey cars, gleaming just like the rest of his belongings.

“Jungkook I really—”

“Oh shush, Y/N. I want to treat you,” Jungkook replies, zooming out of the complex’s garage and into the busy streets of Seoul. “My family’s coming over tomorrow. They’ll skin me if they see that I don’t buy you nice things with the money I have.”

“Wow, way to give me a nice image,” you joke.

“Trust me,” Jungkook pleads, shooting down the road. “I’m in the spotlight. I know what looks good.”

He finally stops in a parking garage that leads to the most high-end mall in the area (thank God, Jungkook was always a terrifying person to be in a car with. Every time you get in a car with him, you hold onto anything he can. He’s ruthless.), making your eyes widen. You slowly tilt your head down and look at your clothes in comparison to the boy’s pristine tee and skintight black jeans. He never lets you get ready for anything.

“Jungkook, I look like a trash bag,” you hiss as you walk inside. The mall is decently empty, save for the two of you and a couple other couples with heavy wallets. Jungkook is hardly paying attention to you, his focus drawn to the extravagant window displays of the stores you never dreamed of walking into.

“We can just buy something for you change into,” he says, waving off your concern. Your brows furrow as he stops in front of a store before cruising in. The ladies waiting by the doorway bow respectfully towards the two of you. Your eyes widen at the sight of the gold lining and expensive clothes. You feel like you can’t even touch this shit.

You take a seat on one of the couches in the main room as Jungkook peruses around, pointing at different articles of clothing without a care in the world as the attendant following him rushes to pull them from the racks. After several painstaking minutes, Jungkook returns with a hefty pile of clothes and a hefty price tag.

“Try these on, Y/N. There must be something you’ll like. I tried picking out the most comfortable things. We can get a dress at another store.”

A dress? You mouth to him as the attendant opens up a fitting room for you. Just then, it dawns on you that a nice dress is exactly what you were forgetting when you left your apartment, and Jungkook must have noticed. Jungkook sends you into the room with a wink as the door shuts.

“Don’t forget to show me each piece!”

And so, the process begins. Jungkook went way overboard, you think as you stare at the pile of clothes on the bench. It’s like the kid didn’t know where to stop. Eventually, after what must have been an hour of change, show Jungkook, criticize the article, repeat, you leave the store with a decent sized bag, worth much more than a mere student debt payment.

“Jungkook, next store we go into, don’t pick so much fucking shit,” you order, shoving him gently.

Jungkook chuckles. “But I like seeing you twirl around for me. ‘S cute.”

“Shut up,” you say, your cheeks heating up. You, if possible, stuff yourself further into the pricey hoodie Jungkook bought for you.

The next store you head into is much more posh. Somewhere along the way from the first store to the second, Jungkook had grabbed hold of your hand, the two of you interlocking your fingers together, and you hadn’t even noticed until he let go when you sat down on yet another couch.

“Do you see anything you like?” Jungkook asked, sitting next to you. “I won’t pick out stuff for you this time.”

“All of it,” you say jokingly, gazing around. Jungkook looks about ready to ask the attendant for everything, but you stop him. “I’m kidding.”

You get up to wander the racks, wondering if your hand is rich enough to feather through the silk and satin. Eventually, you stumble upon a white dress hidden in the corner of the store. It’s gorgeous, stunning and exquisite. Flower petals decorate the bottom hem of the dress and fade out as they move inward, with colors ranging from purple to blue to a pastel green.

You’re so enraptured by the dress you don’t even notice Jungkook walk up behind you. “Do you like this one?” He asks.

You, at a loss for words, nod. With a single wave of a hand, an attendant is taking one off of the rack in your size and shuffling you into a fitting room. If the dress looks ethereal, it feels divine.

When you emerge from the fitting room, the dress cinching at the waist before poofing out like a waterfall, Jungkook isn’t paying attention. He’s having one of his angry phone calls, probably with some business partner, lecturing into the phone with his brows furrowed. You cough to get his attention, and his mouth practically drops open.

“I’m gonna call you back,” he says into the phone before dropping it on the cushion of the couch.

“I take it that you like it?” You ask, twirling.

“Is it that obvious?”

“I dunno,” you laugh. “You seem pretty starstruck to me.”

“I’m speechless, babe,” Jungkook admits, scratching the nape of his neck. “You look great.”

You beam at him, taking in the luxury of it all. You, standing in the middle of an expensive store in a high-end mall, spinning around in a dress that feels like wearing a cloud, with Jungkook staring at you in his Armani goodness, lost for words. If this is a dream, then may the Sandman never leave your side.

“Good. I think so, too,” you smile, your hands brushing over the fabric.

You change out of the dress as Jungkook hands over his seemingly limitless credit card to the attendant, who rings you up as you come out of the fitting room with the dress draped over your arm, practically drowning it.

Jungkook immediately holds your hand, as though it’s almost second nature at this point, and the two of you walk out with yet another large bag, the high-end brand stapled all over it.

The rest of the afternoon is spent bouncing around the mall, divulging into shared macarons and ogling the window displays for all of the upcoming trends. Jungkook offers to buy you anything your eye catches, though you constantly decline, telling him that the new clothes are enough to keep you satiated. He eventually does coax you into buying some new shoes “to go with that new dress of yours”, cute pumps you already know you’ll abandon three hours into wearing them. You never really had time to shop before this, since you were always busy with your job and your work towards a master’s, but now, dancing around the marbled floors with Jungkook grinning fondly by your side, you feel like you could do it forever. Sometimes, Jungkook’s company is all you need.

(The facade shatters when you return home, laughing with glee at some hilarious story you brought up from when you were both mere children, and Jungkook writes you a check for suspiciously just enough money to get your upcoming student debt payment off of your back. Right, you think. None of this is real.)

“I think it’s been months since I last saw your parents,” you say the next morning, making your side of the bed as Jungkook does his. God, all of this is so domestic, it makes you want to hurl. Or grin.

“They miss you,” Jungkook replies. “I haven’t exactly… told them that you’re my girlfriend. I just said that I had a girlfriend.”

“Surely they must have recognized me from the tabloids,” you say. Those reporters have really been milking your one outing to that lunch place.

“Probably not, since I forced you to put on sunglasses in the car ride there,” chuckles Jungkook. “They’ll be pleased. It’ll get them off of my back for a while so I don’t have to deal with their constant whining to ‘get a girlfriend’, ‘get a girlfriend’.”

You leave your side of the bed to fish around in the dressers Jungkook is forcing you to use, because “if your suitcase is here, then this will seem really sudden”. You pull out your socks — Jungkook’s floor is damn cold — and tug them on as you make your way outside his carpeted room. You’ve slept in, the sun high in the sky by the time you’re making breakfast.

“Shit, my parents are getting here in an hour,” Jungkook swears as he checks the time on his phone. “This place looks like a shitstorm.”

You roll your eyes. Even in Jungkook’s definition of a shitstorm, his abode is more immaculate than yours could ever be.

“You clean, I’ll make breakfast,” you say.

“Just give me some cereal, please,” Jungkook asks as he shuffles around, getting the empty crisps packets and straightening out the blankets strewn over the arms of his couches.

“All you fucking have is cornflakes,” you observe, severely disappointed.

“They’re all I eat,” Jungkook says, shrugging.

“You’re a bland man, you know that, Jeon? Bland,” you comment, shaking your head as you pour two bowls of cornflakes for yourselves. Jungkook is intent on keeping his glass dining table sparking, which keeps you limited to his breakfast bar stools.

You eat your breakfast in relative silence and fairly quickly, allowing you more time to rush around and make things perfect before his parents arrive, much like when you and Wendy would clean up right before your landlord came for an inspection. Jungkook’s giving you instructions for when they arrive, telling you to not walk in until after he’s started talking about his mystery girlfriend to add an element of surprise.

“They have to think it’s cheesy and realistic as hell,” Jungkook reminds you as the minutes tick down.

“Stop telling me what to do, you little piece of shit,” you sneer back. “I can handle your parents.”

He shrugs. “If you say so.”

Barely five minutes later there’s a buzz that sounds throughout the penthouse, alerting the both of you of his parents’ arrival. Jungkook’s eyes widen as he stares at you from across the guest bedroom, where the two of you currently are, fixing up any last minute items. He bolts out of the room, leaving you flustered as you walk behind him. He’s already at the front door before you reach the end of the hallway, evidenced by the cries from the doorway of “Jungkook-ah!” and his muffled voice, likely a result of his father’s bone-crushing hugs.

“Where’s this girlfriend at?” A gruff voice asks, and you assume that must be his older brother, whom you did not know would be joining you. You and Jeonghyun never really got along.

To fit in with the perfect timing that Jungkook wanted, you walk out of the hallway at that exact moment, rendering his family members speechless.

“Jungkookie, did you see where I left my lip balm?” You ask as cutely as possible before immediately deciding in your head that everything about that sentence and the way you uttered it was unnatural. You haven’t called Jungkook ‘Jungkookie’ in literal years.

“Y/N?” Jeonghyun immediately asks, eyes wide. “Is that you?”

“Jeonghyun?” You ask in response. The boy doesn’t look like he’s changed one bit.

“You’re dating Y/N?” His mother realizes, clearly elated. “As in, little Y/N who teased you for falling into the mud as children?”

“Eomma,” Jungkook whines.

“Nice to see you,” you greet, holding out a hand. Jungkook’s mother completely disregards it and pulls you in for a hug. When she finally lets go, his father does the same.

“It’s been so long, Y/N! Look how grown-up you look! Very pretty,” his mother compliments.

His father lightly slaps Jeongguk on the shoulder. “You should have told us you started dating! We would’ve come down sooner.”

Jungkook meets eyes with you, and you know that that’s exactly why he didn’t bring it up. Jungkook loves his parents, he really does, but sometimes they can be a bit overbearing.

“It’s good to see you, Y/N,” Jeonghyun says, his outstretched hand as stiff as the rest of his body. “Should we let bygones be bygones?”

“It’s been years, Jeonghyun,” you reply, shaking his hand firmly. “You and I have no reason to hate each other anymore.”

“Oh!” His mother exclaims, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and leading you from the doorway. “Tell me, Y/N, is Jungkook treating you well? He’s very picky, sometimes. He won’t eat zucchini, did you know that?”

Jungkook looks helpless as he watches you get dragged away by his mother, and you shrug, letting him know that you’re fine.

“Jungkook is treating me perfectly,” you assure his mother. “It’s almost as though it’s not even real.”

Sometimes, you’re glad Jungkook can’t hear what you have to say. He won’t be able to hear the heartbreak in your voice, waiting to happen.

Jungkook’s family has long settled into their respective rooms within the next hour, and Jungkook’s finally gotten you away from the watch of his mother. The two of you are lounging around in his room, on his ottoman.

“Are you okay?” He asks, rubbing your shoulders. “You look tense.”

“I’m fine,” you promise. “No worries.”

“I’m worried about you, Y/N. You’re normally never this silent,” he says, concern lacing his eyes.He grabs your hand and rubs your thumb with his own. It’s so soothing, you almost forget the aura of falseness surrounding your every move.

“I’m okay, Jungkook. I’m just busy thinking, that’s all,” you swear, looking up into his deep brown eyes. They are beautiful and rich, and you can’t help but let yourself drown in them.

Just then, Jungkook pulls you towards him, his hand resting on your cheek, and presses his lips to yours.

The first thing you notice is that they’re chapped. The second thing you notice is this tingling feeling that tickles you as it dances across your skin. The third thing you notice is how your heartbeat has gotten unmistakably faster. This is no fireworks display, no electrifying spark. You had always imagined kissing Jungkook would feel like a supernova, a dramatic burst of stars within the galaxy, illuminating the night, but it’s far from it. Kissing Jungkook is like returning to your bed after months abroad, like revisiting your favorite childhood locations, like taking a bite of your most beloved dish. Kissing Jungkook feels like home in every sense of the word, because he is everything you love and everything you wish to come back to.

You break away before you allow yourself to become too consumed, because a single taste of his lips is all you need to become addicted. With burning cheeks and heavy breaths, the two of you gaze into each other’s eyes, like neither one of you were expecting that.

“Is this a bad time?” Jeonghyun’s voice asks from the doorway to Jungkook’s room, red in the face after interrupting what he thought was a moment. Only then do you realize that the kiss was nothing more than a show, a purposefully done act just to convince Jungkook’s family even further.

With the ghost of the feeling of his lips on yours, you break into the saddest smile you swear you’ve ever given and shake your head. “No, you haven’t disrupted anything.”

Dinner that night is a ruckus, to say the least. Between Jungkook, his mother, and his father scrambling around his kitchen to cook the meal and you and Jeonghyun fishing around the cabinets and closets in his dining room to set the table. It’s a group effort, really, and once dinner and all of its side dishes are on the table, it finally feels worth it.

You and Jungkook sit next to each other at his monster of a dining table, and even though no one’s watching the two of you, he holds your hand under the table.

“So, Jungkook,” his father begins heartily, his voice booming without even trying. “When did you start dating Y/N?”

“Um,” Jungkook says, looking towards you. Your eyes are wide, since neither of you discussed beforehand what your backstory would be. “A couple of months ago. I wanted to keep her out of the spotlight so I didn’t really say anything.”

“How’d you even fall for her anyway, Jungkook-ah? You kept telling us you’d never date someone while you were still in your prime,” Jeonghyun asks, his mouth full of seaweed.

You remember those days. Since Jungkook turned twenty, he’s refused to engage in a committed relationship. You’d often ask him why, and his simple answer was that he didn’t want to deal with the media nor did he want to be tied down. What made him change his mind?

It’s your turn to look towards him, see what he might say. He meets your eyes and takes a breath.

“I-I don’t know,” he stutters, the hand grasping yours getting tighter. “Y/N’s always been there for me. It wasn’t some noticeable event or anything, nothing I can recall. One day I just realized that I was irrevocably in love with her. I never knew why I didn’t see it before.”

You thought hearing the words coming out of his mouth might get you out of your facade, remind you that none of this is real and Jungkook’s just saying these things for his family, but when the words meet your ears, you can’t help but hear sincerity in them instead. You’re probably dreaming it, hoping for the words to be true so much that you’ve tricked your mind into thinking they are. But when he meets your eyes, looks into your eyes with those bright round moons of his, you can’t help but fall even harder.

“And you, Y/N?” His father notions towards towards you.

Oh God, where do you draw the line between what’s real and what’s fake?

“I don’t think I realized it until recently, but I’ve always been in love with Jungkook, from the moment we met as kids. I don’t think I could imagine a life without him by my side,” you say, hoping that the rawness that bleeds into your words filters out before Jungkook can think about them too hard. You place a hand on his soft cheek, rubbing it as his hands come up to meet yours. “He is my everything, my nebula and my supernova.”

Perhaps it’s better this way, if you’re honest now and a liar later. They say the best actors are the ones who feel like their character, because then you can’t tell where the actor ends and the character begins.

“I want to barf up this nice meal,” Jeonghyun says. “You two are disgusting.”

“Yah!” His mother chides. “They’re adorable. I’m so thrilled you finally worked up the nerve to start dating Y/N, Jungkook-ah.”

“Yeah,” he says, letting go of your hand. “It was a long time coming.”

You spend the rest of the dinner talking about other things, like Jungkook’s work and your education and things happening back home, in Busan. Jeonghyun is married now, the honeymoon phase having long worn off and left mutual respect and trust in its place. He says his wife is beautiful, smart, and demanding, but doesn’t look like he’s complaining.

It’s nice to hear what the Jeons are up to, what you’ve missed out on after not contacting them for so long. It feels like old times, when you would stay at Jungkook’s for dinner during secondary school and discuss his family affairs as though you were a part of them. Jungkook never held your hand back then. You wonder why he’s only starting now, if no one can see your interlocked fingers anyway.

Late at night, after his parents and brother have migrated to their respective guest rooms for the evening, you and Jungkook cruise around his penthouse before eventually coming to a stop in his room, where he closes the door. The moon is high in the sky at this hour, the light filtering in through the slits in his blinds and making patterns on his carpet.

“Good job today,” Jungkook congratulates you like an actor would congratulate a costar after a long day of working.

“Thanks,” you reply, indifferent, changing into your pajamas. “You too.”

“You really won them over with that galaxy shit,” Jungkook comments, as if you need further reminding that this entire setup is in fact, pretend. “I don’t think I’ve seen my mother swoon so hard since she met my dad.”

“Oh?” You ask, glad at least one person found sincerity in your sappy speech. “That’s good.”

“It was good. Even I wanted to shed a couple tears,” Jungkook chuckles, sliding out of his tee. “It sounded straight out of a movie.”

“What about yours?” You change the topic. If you have to keep listening to Jungkook applaud your entirely genuine confession as though it was some kind of act, you don’t know what you’ll do.  “Yours was nice, too. Artsy for a boy who speaks the language of business.”

“You thought so? I made it up on the spot, I was under a lot of pressure,” Jungkook smiles, climbing into bed. “Couldn’t you tell?”

“You seemed fine to me,” you say truthfully. “Seemed pretty legit.”

“God, I hope so. I’m sorry about kissing you, earlier. Jeonghyun just seemed skeptical at first,” Jungkook apologizes, and you don’t know why your heart still falls from its cage in in your chest if you already knew the kiss was nothing more than for show.

“It’s fine. Feel free to do it again whenever necessary,” you say, trying to lighten the mood. “You’re a good kisser, you know. I could get used to it.”

“I’ll start kissing you more often, then. All the more for the act, right?”

“Yes, the act,” you agree, nodding your head. “It’s all an act.”

Once you return from his bathroom after washing up, you climb into the bed with him, the sheets warm from his body. His bed is large, too big for two people, let alone one, and even with the both of your bodies in it, you feel too far from him, like one more move and you’ll drift away. You slide in a little closer to him, hoping he won’t say anything. If he could just let you have this, this peace and quiet in a bed that feels like home because he’s here, then it’s enough.

Jungkook is facing away from you as he lies on his side, shirt off and back muscles visible. Before you know it, your eyes are falling shut, the day tiring on your mind and body. The last thing you see is Jungkook turning around to look you in your sleepy eyes, a fond smile growing on his lips as you lose consciousness.

You don’t know it, but Jungkook watches you after you fall asleep. Your hair falls in front of your face with a quick shake of your head, and he feels a compelling urge to move it from your cheek, his fingers brushing your skin. You look so innocent when you’re asleep, like your mind isn’t racing from one thing to another like it does when you’re awake. A small smile dances on your lips as you dream, and dream you may.

“I want you to know my confession today was real, Y/N,” Jungkook says softly, admiring your peaceful features. The words he utters are words he’s been hoping to tell you for years, but perhaps it’s better if you’re not awake to listen to them. Maybe they are words you shouldn’t hear. “I want you to know I love you, but sometimes we shouldn’t always get what we want.”

You could get used to waking up like this.

The light of the rising sun filters through the windows of Jungkook’s bedroom, shining on the bed where the two of you lie. It is quiet in his grand room, the only noise being the rustling of the sheets as Jungkook milks the last few minutes of his sleep cycle. Other than the sun, it is dark in the room, providing just the right amount of light for Jungkook to look ethereal, though it’s not as though he doesn’t look golden any other hour of the day.

You could get used to waking up like this, next to the boy you love in a bed that you could technically call yours. Jungkook’s still facing away towards you, his eyes barely closed and a dried path of drool marking his skin. At this hour, he looks like everything you’ve ever wanted.

You simply wait for him to get up, and for all you know, it could be hours later, but you lose track of time following the strands of his hair that hang over his eyes and the curve of his lips as he snores ever so lightly.

Eventually his eyes open, still hazy from sleep, and he smiles when he sees you gazing at him.

“Creep,” he says, but you can only pinpoint fondness in his words. “Staring at me sleeping.”

“It’s the one time I can catch you not saying any sort of dumb shit,” you joke back, ruffling his hair.

Jungkook pretends to be affronted as he sits up in his bed, wiping the spit from the side of his mouth. “I’m insulted. Sometimes I can be intelligent.”

“Sometimes,” you say, getting out of bed. “What are we doing today?”

“Lounging around at home, I guess?” The boy shrugs. “I don’t have anything planned, but count on my parents to drag us out somewhere.”

“That’d be cute,” you say, not opposed to the idea.

“I know, I just hope it’s somewhere inside. My rhinitis gets aggravated when I spend too much time around flowers,” Jungkook says.

You beam at him, blinking your eyes innocently as you lean over his bed towards him. “Is that why you’re always sniffling around me?”

He scrunches up his nose in response, pushing you away as you burst into laughter. “Don’t flatter yourself, Y/N.”

“Oh, you love me and my flowery ways,” you tease.

“That I do,” Jungkook agrees as he shuffles through his walk-in closet for something to wear. A single glimpse and you can see the wall of white tees that he hoards, something you will never fucking understand. “We’d be so domestic if we stayed in today, like a true millennial couple.”

“Truly.”

The both of you pull on things that aren’t pajamas before emerging from your cozy cave. No one else is awake yet, meaning the two of you get first dibs on breakfast.

“Corn flakes again, you boring piece of shit?” You ask as you make your way to his designated cereal cupboard.

Jungkook sneers at you from across the room, where he’s made quite the dent in the cushions of his pristine couch. “Very funny.”

He gets up to join you in the kitchen as the two of you hunt for something to eat.

“Pancakes?”

“I don’t have any eggs,” he admits, making you scoff.

“What kind of multimillionaire doesn’t have any eggs?” You ask rhetorically, in disbelief. How does this boy sustain himself?

“I haven’t been shopping in a while!” He exclaims defensively. “There! That can be what we do today. Let’s go shopping.”

“Like a true domestic couple,” you say as you pick up the most bruised banana you have ever seen, and take a bite of it anyway. Jungkook truly has no breakfast food, other than the leftover sticky rice from last night.

The rice seems to be on Jungkook’s mind as well, as he fishes through his industrial-sized fridge for the pot with the plastic wrap over it.

“Here, let’s finish this,” he suggests, placing the pot on the counter and grabbing two dishes. “Then we can go shopping.”

Jungkook eats his rice quickly, encouraging you to do the same so the both of you can go shopping before his mother chides him for having no food in his expensive penthouse. The both of you are out on the streets of Seoul by nine, where the sidewalks have emptied after the school and work morning rush. Jungkook keeps your hand firmly in his as he speeds down the pavement to the nearest grocery store, a simple market on the corner of a road, unaffiliated with the wealthy people who live in the buildings nearby.

“Those reporters are going to have an aneurysm,” Jungkook comments as a flash of light goes off to his left. “Jeon Jungkook, millionaire, goes grocery shopping with girlfriend. Has the world ended?”

Once you’re inside the quaint place, the two of you walk around, holding up different food and asking the other if it’s necessary.

“You can get whatever you want, you know,” Jungkook reminds you as he stares at the shelves lined with cereal. “I don’t have much of a budget.”

“But we can’t just lie around eating corn flakes and chips all day,” you whine as you pluck your favorite, interesting cereal from the shelf and place it in the cart.

“You sound like my mother,” Jungkook complains.

The two of you spend a good five minutes arguing about brown sugar versus white sugar, because Jungkook doesn’t seem to know the difference, and doesn’t understand why you can’t just use white sugar for everything.

“Brown sugar has health benefits! It’s not as bad for you,” you insist, shaking the bag of brown sugar in front of Jungkook’s face.

“But all sugar’s bad for you! You’re just telling me that brown sugar has less bang for your buck. Who wants that?” He criticizes. “If we’re going to be unhealthy, we might as well just go all the way!”

“The point of brown sugar is its health, you dumbass!” You exclaim.

“Why don’t we just get both, then?” He sighs as he grabs the packet from your hand and places it, along with the packet he holds in his, in the cart. “Problem solved.”

An old lady passes by the two of you as you both sneer at each other, still disagreeing. She chuckles as she walks by, stopping her cart beside yours.

“The both of you are so sweet,” she comments. “You remind me of my husband and I, when we were young like you. How long have you been together?”

“Oh, we’re not—” You begin, but Jungkook cuts you off.

“A couple of months,” he says, pecking your cheek. The faint touch of his lips leave a tingling sensation behind as you shiver.

“You seem very infatuated, the two of you,” she says, smiling. “Young love is inspiring to the world.”

She keeps going, nodding her head goodbye as she leaves the two of you and your sugar debate.

“What was that for?” You hiss as the two of you make your way down the next aisle. “She doesn’t need to know that we’re dating.”

“Sure she does,” Jungkook says, shrugging. “What’s wrong with showing the world how happy I am with you?”

Jungkook’s family leave the following afternoon, bidding farewell to the two of you as they usher their suitcases out of his doorway.

“You did well, kid,” you hear his father say as he pulls Jungkook in for a side-hug. “You keep doing well.”

“Yes, appa,” Jungkook says.

“Don’t let that girl go,” he advises as you wave an amicable goodbye to Jeonghyun, whom you hope you can get closer. “She loves you, Jungkook.”

“I know,” Jungkook says, and you don’t think he really does.

“Y/N?” His mother asks, placing a soft hand on your shoulder. You turn around to see her small frame, and hum in interest. “Can I speak to you?”

“Sure,” you say, letting her walk you away from the herd at the door.

“I want to thank you,” his mother says.

“Really? It wasn’t a problem, hosting you—”

“No,” she interrupts. “Not for that. I want to thank you for teaching Jungkook what it’s like to fall in love.”

“Oh,” you say, embarrassed. With every word uttered from his parents’ mouths, you feel worse and worse about lying to them.

“Ever since he was little, it was his education first, then his business, and I was so worried that all he would ever be was a businessman, but you’ve changed him. I’ve never seen him so absorbed in someone before,” his mother says, and you wonder how good Jungkook’s acting skills really are if his mother was fooled that badly. “He really loves you, Y/N. I’m sure you already know that, but I don’t want you to forget it. One day you might fall out of love, but cherish these moments that you have with him.”

“I will,” you nod, smiling. You do cherish these moments, these brief few weeks in the span of your lifetimes where for once, you don’t have to pretend like you’re not in love with the boy.

The next week is when Jungkook’s infamous business parties begin, the ones that require you to look your absolute finest as you walk around in pinchy heels with thin glasses of champagne that you won’t drink.

Jungkook seems noticeably more stressed about these gathering than when his family came over, getting more tense as he goes through his countless suits to find the right one, stretching out his ties from the pressure.

“You okay, babe?” you ask as you come up behind him as he’s squeezing the life out of some dress pants. Tonight is the first one, and you’ve just emerged from the shower, wrapped in a towel.

Jungkook turns around to meet you, taking in a sharp inhale when he sees you in nothing but a towel. Of course. “Yeah, I’m fine, why?”

“You seem uptight,” you say. “Nervous?”

“A little,” he admits. “I’m worried people will see right through us. The people at these parties have status, wealth, connections. If we look fake, then they’ll be able to tell.”

“We had your parents fooled,” you assure him, rubbing his back to relax his muscles. “Come on, big guy. You know you got it. You play around with the media once every week. This should be no different.”

“You’re right,” he finally says, feeling a bit better. “I’m gonna go get ready.”

“Look at you go,” you cheer him on.

If Jungkook looks good in a bland, white tee, he looks breathtaking in a sleek black suit, hair brushed messily in front of his forehead and a gleaming silver watch on his wrist. He looks so unbelievably professional, the sight making your breath hitch in your throat as you open the door to the bathroom and see him pacing up and down the hallway.

“Are you ready? I don’t want to be too late,” Jungkook asks, getting a bit antsy.

“Almost, I just need to grab my bag and put on my shoes,” you say, looking down at your dress. You have a slight stain from an orange that you were snacking on earlier, but it’s hardly noticeable and nothing the Tide-to-go pen can’t fix.

You open the door all the way, decked out in the dress you fell in love with in the store a week or so ago, and Jungkook stops in his tracks.

“Can you see the stain?” You ask, eyes widening as you fumble around the dress for a way to disguise it.

“You look beautiful,” Jungkook says, making you pause. “Mind-blowingly beautiful.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything after that, waiting for you to step out of the bathroom completely before grabbing a hold of your waist and pressing you against the wall, making you gasp in surprise.

“Jungkook?”

“You are stunning,” he mutters, pressing in closer. “Gorgeous.”

He doesn’t give you a chance to reply as he leans in to kiss you. It takes you aback but you gladly welcome his touch, relishing in the feeling of his lips on yours. He smiles against your lips, his cheeks warm and his eyes bright, and your heart bursts at the sight of him, against you, loving you.

“You’re really milking this whole fake relationship thing, aren’t you, Jeon?” You ask as you push him away before the stain sets in your dress.

“You’re beautiful,” Jungkook repeats, like a mantra. “The fake relationship thing just lets me show that I think that through kissing instead of insults.”

“I’m touched,” you say as you place a hand over your heart.

“We should go,” he says, “Whenever you’re ready?”

“I’ll be good in like two minutes, relax, hey babe?” You raise your eyebrows, rubbing his shoulders. You shuffle around his penthouse one last time, grabbing your bag and rubbing your to-go pen on that little spot before meeting him at the door, where you slide into the heels he bought.

Jungkook is the talk of the fucking town, him and his millionaire status, and the limo he’s rented to take the both of you to whatever high-end country club you’re visiting is simply evidence of that. When you pull up to the joint and he emerges from the shining black car, people whisper, but when he opens the door for you to step out, people talk.

“They love you,” he whispers as you link arms. He guides you towards the center of the room. Around you are stars, business moguls, celebrities, people you see in magazines and in the headlines of articles. Jungkook can see your hesitance to be so close to people like him, rich and famous and beautiful. “Stay close to me, alright?”

You nod as he leads you around, saying hello to old business partners and friends of his as they talk like buddies, hugging and patting each other on the back. You keep quiet, under immense pressure to look as fabulous as the rest of the people there, graciously accepting the little sandwiches and champagne the waiters scurrying around offer you on silver trays. You feel so out of place at an event like this, where you can’t make jokes at your own expense or spill things on yourself.

Everywhere you go, you notice people talking about you, whispering to their friends and their partners as they point to the both of you, and it freaks you out.

“Why do they keep talking about us?” You hiss into Jungkook’s ear as he takes an elaborate fruit skewer from a caterer.

“You’re the most beautiful girl here,” he says back. “Why wouldn’t they?”

At one point, you lose Jungkook in the crowd that just seems to get bigger, getting left alone at a table as you let your poor feet rest. You eventually spot the tuft of his familiar black hair as he filters around, jumping from person to person. It seems like he knows everyone here, or at least, everyone here knows him.

A man sits across from you at the round table, holding up his half-full champagne glass in your direction.

“You came here with Jungkook, correct?” The man asks.

You nod.

“I’m Taehyung, a friend of his. You are?”

“Y/N,” you say quickly, the conversation stressing you out. You hate feeling so out of place.

“It’s nice to meet you. Are you looking for Jungkook?”

“No, I know where he is,” you assure him. “I just wanted to sit down.”

“It’s tiring, walking around and trying to fit in, isn’t it?” Taehyung says, making you turn your head sharply towards him. He chuckles. “Trust me, I know how you feel. You did look a bit lost.”

“Is it that obvious?”

“Not when everyone’s looking at your dress and not at you,” Taehyung says, offering some sort of consolation. “These people can smell fear, but they’re addicted to beauty, so you have nothing to worry about.”

“I’m just on edge, you know?” You say, exhaling as you take a sip of your champagne, the taste burning your throat as you down it.

“No one’s going to do anything. They can all see how infatuated the two of you are with each other, clinging to each other like koalas,” Taehyung says, making you sigh a breath of relief. At least the people here believe the act as well. “It’s nice to see Jungkook like this. It keeps him grounded, you being here. He has someone to hold onto, someone to love.”

Just then is when Jungkook approaches you, sitting down in the seat next to you and chugging his champagne in a single shot. “Taehyung?”

“Nice to see you again, Jungkook-ah,” Taehyung smiles towards the boy.

Jungkook smiles back. “You too, hyung.”

“I was just talking with Y/N, here. She was worried without you.” Taehyung motions his head towards you and Jungkook turns, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“Sorry, babe,” he says, lightly pressing a kiss to your cheek. “I’ll bring you around next time.”

“These heels are fucking murder,” you mutter, tugging the back edge of them off your feet for some relief. “How do people stand in them all day?”

“You’re just not used to the heels life,” Jungkook jokes. “You live in sneakers.”

“This is reminding me why I do,” you groan.

Taehyung bows out, waving goodbye to the two of you as he goes off to mingle elsewhere. Jungkook lets go of your shoulder.

“What was that all about?”

“I dunno, he just started talking to me,” you say, shrugging. “He seems like a nice guy.”

“He is, he’s just normally not so upfront like that. Did he pull anything on you?”

You laugh at Jungkook’s concern, shaking your head. “No, he didn’t. You don’t need to be so stressed about that. Taehyung was telling me, everyone knows that we’re dating.”

“Of course they do, the media says it all. I’m just worried they think it’s all for show,” Jungkook says.

“We had Taehyung fooled,” you assure the boy, smoothing out the wrinkles beginning to form in his suit jacket.

“One down, dozens to go,” he beams towards you, standing up from his seat and holding out a hand for you to take. You interlock fingers with him, and he pulls you up, ready to face whoever else wants to speak with the both of you.

Eventually, as the night turns into early morning, you make your way onto some sort of balcony, gazing into the stars.

“Did you enjoy this?” He asks without looking at you, his shoulder leaning against yours.

“The food was nice,” you reply, distant.

“But did you like walking around and talking to people?”

“It was fine.”

“Just ‘fine’?”

“My feet are killing me, but the people here aren’t bad people. Just not for me,” you say, shrugging. “I much prefer looking out into the stars than being inside, listening to rich people complain about rich people things.”

“It’s peaceful out here, isn’t it? Just us and the stars,” Jungkook asks. “You did great today, though, if it’s any consolation. Remind me to pay you when we get home.”

Right, the payment. The foundation to your fake relationship. It was the reason you accepted this in the first place, right?

“No need for payment,” you say, shaking your head.

“But surely there must be something you want, eh? A new dress for the next event, concert tickets, the like? I can get you anything you want,” Jungkook asks, adamant on rewarding you for your work. All of this feels like such bullshit.

The champagne buzzes in your system. The glass door to the balcony opens, and you know someone’s watching you now. You turn to Jungkook, who’s looking at you lost and confused, like he doesn’t know why you won’t accept a gift from him in return for your fucking presence, but he is better than any gift you could get.

“I just want you,” you breathe, the alcohol making you sound more desperate than you want to appear. You’re not drunk, just buzzed, and Jungkook is the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. “You are all I need.”

Those words are all it takes for your reserve to break and you meet his surprised eyes with a kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. He parts his lips, allowing you entrance, pressing deeper, deeper, pulling him in closer, closer.

“I don’t want to look at the stars anymore, Jungkook,” you whisper into his open mouth as he catches his breath. There’s no need to wish on things so far away when there are stars decorating his pupils instead. “I want to go home.”

Home you go. Jungkook barely has enough time to shut the door behind you before you’re pressing into him again, desperate for another kiss. You know you’ll never be brave enough to do this again, so you take the chance that he’s giving you, holding on for dear life.

He begins to take over, swiping his tongue over your bottom lip to gain access to your mouth. He’s leaning into you with his whole body, not just his lips, running his hands along the sides of your figure as he sighs over and over again. Jungkook leaves your parted lips with a heavy breath before moving onto your ear, nibbling at the edge playfully, making you laugh, then your chin, neck, collarbones, pressing kisses onto every peek of skin he sees, like he can’t get enough.

You inevitably stumble into his bedroom, still fully clothed, but fall onto his bed with a soft thud, making you jump before you pull him in closer, your back to the sheets with him looming over you, lips still tugging at a spot right below your neck.

“This wasn’t in the deal,” you joke, though now isn’t the best time to remind him that your entire relationship is a game of make-believe.

“Do you want to stop?” He breathes back.

“Never,” you whisper, and it’s all he needs for him to dive right back in.

You yank on his suit jacket, not-so-subtly hinting to him that you want it off, and off it goes as Jungkook removes it in a fluid motion and flings it across the room, wasting no time away from your soft lips or warm skin. He can’t help but move his hands all around your body, your thighs, hips, waist, shoulders. He drags his fingers over them lightly, making you giggle from the ticklish sensation as he presses his lips everywhere he can, everywhere he wants to.

“Are you sure you’re sober enough for this?” He asks, just to double check as the two of you sit up and you begin to unzip yourself out of this fabric prison. “I don’t want you to regret this.”

“How could I ever regret you?” You counter, letting the straps of the dress fall from your shoulders to reveal your relatively drab bra. You can’t say you were very prepared for this. “I want you, hey? Do you want me?”

Jungkook’s mouth drops as the top half of your dress falls from your body, piling at your hips. “Ever since this evening, I’ve wanted you. Please.”

He whispers his desires into your skin and breathes his lust into your parted lips, hopes that you can hear the way he wants you from the sound of his fingers as they dance along your body, from head to toe. There is no tomorrow, no yesterday. There is only now, and now is right here, his body pressed against yours. 

He may not love you but he may love the feeling of you, and in your hazy, desperate state, that is all you need. That even just a toe in the water is better than nothing at all. 

When you’re all cleaned up and tired out a few minutes later, he wraps his arms around your own and tugs you in for a post-sex cuddle in his bed, the sheets cold but his body warm.

“How was that?” He whispers, the sleep evident in his voice.

“Like a dream,” you reply, hazy.

“I promise that it wasn’t,” he says before rolling over, a marker that he’s about to crash.

Some days, like today, you wish that it was. Maybe that way, you won’t be as heartbroken when it ends.

It seems like Jungkook’s business parties never stop. They are endless, a new one to attend to every day. Each morning, when you are awake but he is not, his phone will buzz with a new notification, a reminder from his calendar that he has So-and-So’s gala tonight, or What’s-His-Face’s celebration. You royally underestimated how many events Jungkook had planned for the duration of your stay with him, assuming you would spend the several days in between each one doing fun couple-y things. Instead, every day is a rinse and repeat cycle of getting ready to go out for the evening.

Jungkook takes you shopping on the one free day he has in between gatherings, his reasoning being ‘Rich people and their significant others don’t wear the same thing twice’, easily one of the most pretentious things you’ve ever heard come out of his mouth. You feel like you’re constantly about to attend an awards ceremony with the dresses the two of you pick out together, fancy clothes by fancy designers that people will judge you for wearing. If this were a movie, you’d be thrilled, flaunting the fifteen shopping bags hanging from your arms, but this is no movie, and these bags are heavier than they look.

“God, why is being a rich person so tiring?” You sigh as you collapse onto the couch when you finally return to his penthouse, letting the bags drop from your arms onto the floor beside you.

Jungkook is in the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water. “Now you know it’s not all cameras and money.”

“It still is, don’t you think? It’s just, cameras and money but more in-depth. There’s a lot of shit that goes behind the cameras and money.”

“Fair point,” he reasons, joining you on the opposing couch, letting his feet rest on the glass coffee table in front of him.

“Do you ever get sick of this life?” You wonder aloud.

“Sometimes. Some days, when the cameras and money are too much for my mere twenty-year-old self to handle, I wish we could go back in time. To high school, maybe. When my only responsibilities were maintaining my schoolwork and I had time to lounge around in unpresentable clothing and play videogames.”

“High school you was the worst,” you joke. “You were so unbearable.”

“I wish we could go back time just so I could stop being ‘the worst’,” Jungkook laughs. “Seriously, I wish we could go back. That nostalgic shit, you know? It’s meaningful. High school was my first time for a lot of things. First fight, first kiss, first love.”

“First love?” You ask, curious. You sit up from where you lie on the couch, meeting Jungkook’s eyes. They are wide when they gaze into yours, as if Jungkook said something he didn’t mean to say. “Who?”

“Oh, um, just some girl from chem,” he says, scratching the nape of his neck.

“We were in the same chem class, who was it?”

“Dahyun,” Jungkook spits out, like he’s on edge. “Remember Dahyun?”

“Oh, the one with the dyed ends. Yeah, I remember her,” you say, recalling the bubbly girl that sat in the front of the class. She was always talking, but never in an annoying way. “You fell in love with her?”

Jungkook’s expression softens as he moves his eyes from yours to his hands, thumbs twiddling in his lap. “Yeah, I fell in love.”

To say that you and Jungkook stopped having sex after that first business party would be a complete lie. It appears to be a ritual now, by the fourth business gala, for the two of you to end up leaving early, pressing each other against the wall with breathy moans in each other’s ears. You can’t say it’s the most healthy of options for your emotional state, but how can you resist him?

Every night, you find yourself getting closer and closer to confessing, to revealing everything felt for him, feel for him, will feel for him. But you bite your lip each time, keeping the words from spilling out as the two of you fuck, because it’s not really making love if only one of you is in love.

Jungkook’s a heavy sleeper, but even heavier after a hearty night of sex, and it’s the perfect time for you to tell him, when he can’t hear you.

“I love you,” you whisper, wrapping your arms around his bare torso and pulling yourself closer to his body. “I love all of you, every piece of you.”

This is how it is, this is how your life is. The two of you will bounce around his apartment when you’re getting ready, grabbing his kitchenware and playing knights and princesses, like you did when you were little. That nostalgia truly is meaningful, you realize, wishing to remain in it without having to return to the troubles of the present.

His final business party rolls around on a gloomy Saturday evening, the clouds covering the stars you can barely see from the city of Seoul anyway. The weather knows you, you think as you prepare yourself for the last night you will ever spend with the boy in his penthouse as a girlfriend, as a lover.

Jungkook knows this too, but his resolve is strong and words even stronger.

“Don’t forget, I’m driving you back home tomorrow,” he says as you pluck the final dress you will wear from the rack. He’s walking around his bedroom, picking up any clothes on the floor that belong to you and placing them into your suitcase. “What time do you need to be home?”

“Wendy’s welcoming me back for dinner, so anytime before then,” you answer, indifferent. Jungkook always does such a good job of reminding you that what you have with him isn’t real.

The night begins just like every other one. As per usual, the two of you are leaving things until the last minute, especially your packing. You’re resisting the need to pack your belongings into your lone suitcase so you’re ready to leave tomorrow, acting as though you’ve forgotten about it entirely as you scurry around his apartment trying to get ready. Every time you pop into your bedroom to grab something, Jungkook is moving around, picking up any clothing items that belong to you and placing them gently in your suitcase. You don’t want to leave, but he wants nothing more than that.

The dress you’re wearing tonight is black. You joke that it’s to mourn the end of your fake relationship, but it’s the closing screen to this three week period of nothing more than a facade, a facade you fell for anyway. Somehow, throughout these weeks, all you’ve managed to do is fall for Jungkook harder, even though you knew the affections he displayed towards you were fake. A royal fuckup, in your opinion.

Jungkook looks like a damn prince in his getup today, a white suit accented with black to complement your own outfit, and it’s both a blessing and a curse that he looks so fucking good on the last night you will spend together like this.

“Ready to put on one final show?” He asks, holding out his arm for you to link yours with as you emerge in your silky black dress and kitten heels.

Lights,

Camera,

Action.

The sole thing that distinguishes this particular gala from the dozen others you attended is its location, a primo hotel with a ballroom, something reminiscent of a castle. You have to admit, it’s the nicest one you’ve attended so far, elegant and fancy without being over-the-top.

At this point, you’re used to walking around with Jungkook, used to people saying your name and greeting you like old friends. You’re known now, thanks to Jungkook and his many parties, top stars and business moguls recognizing you from prior engagements or even magazine articles.

“Look at you go, queen of the night,” Jungkook beams as he drags you away from another company acquaintance, one you had a nice conversation with. Namjoon, his name was.

“Please, you’re the royal one here,” you say back.

Jungkook shrugs, taking a sip of his champagne, still sparkling in its glass. “Guess that makes us the king and queen, eh?”

King and queen is right. Halfway through the night, the ballroom opens, leaving the floor empty and free for anybody who wishes to let loose. Neither you nor Jungkook are the dancing type, but the two of you suppose that on your last night, you can afford to have a little fun, scooting into the edge of the open space and lightly dancing. Jungkook might be flawless when it comes to business offers, but he is less-than-flawless when it comes to unchoreographed dance. The two of you stick to the side, allowing more confident, better dancers to occupy the center.

A slow song comes on. You feel like you’re in high school, only it’s no sappy love song, no, it’s the waltz. The fucking waltz. And it just so happens that during this waltz, you and Jungkook are pushed into the center of the crowd, forced to dance.

“I’ve never waltzed before,” you chuckle as Jungkook places a hand on your waist.

“Me neither,” he replies, taking your hand in his and holding it out like everyone else is. “Let’s wing it.”

It’s as if time stops completely. Suddenly, you forget that you’re in a crowded hotel ballroom, surrounded by people who will be earn more money in a day than you will in your entire life. Suddenly the herd phases out, turning into a blur, and all you can see clearly is Jungkook in front of you. Jungkook, who is holding your hand and your waist and gazing at you and fucking waltzing with you. The night is upon the ballroom, the light of the moon barely illuminating the room. One more step and Jungkook is in perfect alignment with a window, glowing in the moonlight.

It’s your last night, isn’t it? Last night of this, of looking at Jungkook like this and failing miserably at your plan to try and not fall in love with him, and so you do what you feel like you must.

At first, Jungkook doesn’t react. Perhaps he’s too absorbed in the placement of your feet, or your position in the crowd, but he soon comes to when he realizes your lips are on his, humming delightedly in response as he presses back.

As cheesy as it sounds, this kiss is nothing like your other ones. There is nobody watching, nothing to prove anything to. In this moment, you are simply in love, and that’s the feeling that the kiss delivers.

Love.

It’s a silent confession, almost.

No heavy breaths after this kiss. The two of you break apart, barely noticed by anyone around you, your bodies dancing without the two of you thinking about it. You’ve moved just enough to be in front of the window, the moonlight making your eyes glossy. Jungkook’s eyes are blown wide, his mouth red but not swollen.

“What was that for?” He whispers, leaning in to your ear.

In that moment, you respond with the only words that come into your mind. “You are kissable always, but especially so in the light of the moon.”

The waltz ends, and Jungkook leads the two of you away from the center of the ballroom hastily.

It’s a silent confession, but almost is never enough.

Jungkook is silent the entire limo ride home, and you wish he would tell you why. He isn’t necessarily annoyed or angry with you, but he is distant, cold, exactly the man the media paints him to be. You bombard him with sentences that demand a response the entire way home, until the two of you end up in his penthouse once again.

“Jungkook, listen, if this is about the kiss then I can explain—” you begin, following him after he storms off the second the two of you walk in the door.

Jungkook stays mute, making a beeline for where his wallet and checkbook lie, strewn over the kitchen counter.

“I still need to pay you for your work,” he spits out quickly. You catch up to him just as he’s scribbling out a hefty check for you. “We’re finished here.”

“Jungkook—”

“I do hope this check is satisfactory — I tried to stay consistent with the other payments I’ve—”

“Enough with the fucking payments!”

Jungkook finally makes eye contact with you, a little jarred after hearing you shout so crassly. “Then… how about a car? Or clothes? Jewelry? What else would you want?”

“You!” You shriek, breaking the dead silence as the word resonates around you. Your voice is softer, now. Sadder. “I want you, Jungkook. Can’t you tell? I don’t want a house, or a car, or clothes, just you. I just want you.”

Admittedly, this is not the confession you were hoping for.

Jungkook is floored. His checkbook has dropped from his hands to the counter, empty checks crinkled. He’s looking at you like he’s desperate for you to say something else. “Me?”

“I have to admit, I never really imagined that I’d tell you like this, but I guess I am,” you try to joke, your eyes getting increasingly watery. “I’m in love with you, Jungkook. I’m so fucking in love with you.”

You see the panic as it grows on Jungkook’s face, how his expression morphs from surprise to worry, and this, this is exactly why you should have just kept your goddamn mouth shut.

“But how can you be, Y/N? That wasn’t part of the deal. What we have, what this is,” he says, motioning between the two of you, “isn’t real. You and I, we’re just pretenders. We aren’t real.”

“But I was hoping we could be!” You exclaim, letting your tears fall freely down your cheeks, leaving ugly patches in your makeup. Perhaps, if Jungkook has seen you at your best, he should also see you at your worst. “Can’t you see? Everything I did with you, the kissing and the hand holding and that fucking confession with your parents, it was real, my love for you is real, and I thought maybe we could be real too, but I-I guess not.”

You make to wipe the tears from your eyes, hoping to sooth yourself through this conversation, but you change your mind at the last second, leaving the tears dripping from your cheeks to your dress.

“Y/N,” Jungkook begins, wary of what to say. You already know what’s about to come out of his mouth. “You don’t understand. I just—”

“You just what, Jungkook? You just what?” You ask, your sobs nearly turning into laughter in some sickeningly sad sort of way. “You don’t need to tell me twice, Jungkook. I know how you feel about me. We’re just friends, that sex we had, it was just for these few weeks, it didn’t mean anything. Don’t think I didn’t notice how you never forgot to pay me, always reminded me that what we were doing was fake, make-believe. I know you Jungkook, I know you don’t love me and I don’t know why I expected otherwise, but I did. And here we are.”

“Y/N, that’s not what I meant,” Jungkook says, desperate for your to hear him out. “I didn’t know—”

“I know you didn’t, Jungkook, but you didn’t need to. I have all of the information I need,” you say. “I don’t blame you for not loving me, Jungkook. I just… I wish you would have told me, so I wouldn’t have had to play this fucking game with you.”

The light in his hallway isn’t turned on but it doesn’t need to be, not as you walk through it, hiccuping down your sobs as you come to your room, his room. Anything within eyesight that you know belongs to you you pack, carelessly throwing it in your suitcase as you begin to remove yourself from his apartment. You’re almost out of his room once and for all when you eye the dresses laid out on his comforter, each of them gently placed over the previous.

You leave his room in pajamas.

Jungkook hasn’t budged. He’s glued to the floor by the kitchen counter, his checkbook still astray, and he’s looking down. When he hears your suitcase hit the hardwood, he looks up.

“I know we said tomorrow morning, but I don’t think I can stay here for one more night,” you tell him. “I’m sorry, Jungkook.”

The boy is silent.

As you reach the door, you turn around a final time, at exactly the same moment he looks up at you. Is that sadness you see? Regret?

Your hand lingers over the doorknob, hesitant. Perhaps he will say something, anything. If he could just… say something, you’d stay. If.

If.

If he says nothing, you will leave.

A tear rolls down Jungkook’s cheek.

You open the door.

You say that Jungkook needs a few days to calm down, but Wendy says that Jungkook is a “piece of shit who, if he really loved you, would try to get you back the second he lost you”, and perhaps the worst part of that is the fact that both are probably correct. You’ve cried already, let your tears out in the comfort of your own pillow as Wendy pops in every hour with a new bucket of ice cream or frosting and the like, and Jungkook has made no attempt to bridge the ever-growing gap between the two of you. Wendy, the most fiercely loyal friend you have, will, at times, snoop the media for any news on him. All she can find are question marks on your relationship.

A month drags by, duller without Jungkook’s beautifully wispy smile lighting it up, but not emptier. The local museum has employed you, finding great use for your historical expertise with its artifacts and paintings. You never realized it, but staring at ancient pots and fading paintings, trying to make sense of them, is your favorite pastime. The memories of your time with him, shopping bags and movie tickets and name cards, they are hidden in a shoebox at the bottom of your closet, merely a touch away.

“Don’t you miss him?” Wendy asks one day as the two of you eat dinner.

“Miss him?”

Every day, you think.

“Sometimes,” you reply. “It’s hard to think about him these days.”

“It’s been a month.”

“A month too long.”

Wendy reaches a hand out, holding onto your wrist as she rub it with her thumb.

“I can’t look at him without the memories of that final night, the checkbook falling to the counter, his eyes blown wide. Bad memories always outweigh the good ones.”

“But surely, that could be considered a good memory?”

You laugh out loud. “How on earth could that be a good memory? He rejected me.”

“You confessed that night,” Wendy reminds you softly. “He knows, now.”

“But does he care?”

Wendy slides an envelope over to you, her name neatly printed on the back. At the top corner lies the return stamp, JEON JUNGKOOK lining the top row. “You tell me.”

You wonder if you’re on the list this time. You walk into his building, people in suits and pencil skirts scurrying around with books and folders and papers, bustling like worker bees. There’s a different lady at the front desk, but her hair slicked back and her collar sharp, all the same.

“Name?”

“Y/N,” you reply, leaning over the desk to get a glimpse of what she’s searching up.

“You’re on the list. Is it urgent?” She responds swiftly. This feels different.

“Is he busy?”

“His lunch break is in a few minutes,” the lady informs you.

“Can I go up?”

“Sure. I’ll tell his security personnel.”

As you make your way to the elevator, the lady picks up the phone and balances it on her shoulder as she types.

Jungkook doesn’t know you’re coming this time, and you’re hoping the element of surprise will be beneficial to your cause. It’s been a month, and Jungkook’s not only disappeared from the media, he’s disappeared from your life. If he won’t make a move, then you have to.

“Name?” The security guard grunts when he sees you approaching. There’s only one next to his door this time.

“Y/N,” you respond.

“There’s no Y/N on our list, Miss, so unfortunately—”

The other one comes jogging around the corner, slightly out of breath despite the fact that he’s incredibly buff. “They just let a girl up,” he says before making eye contact with you. “Oh. Well, she’s on the list now.”

“Really?” The first guard asks, eyebrows raised. “Alright Miss, go on in.”

The man opens the sleek wooden door, allowing you to slowly step in. Jungkook’s facing away from the door, his office chair spun around as he lectures somebody on the phone while staring out the window. You don’t know how to get his attention. Perhaps, if you run now, he’ll never even notice you were in here.

You continue to move forwards, trying to keep your footsteps quiet as you approach the couch you’ve collapsed on so many times. As Jungkook speaks, you can hear the exhaustion, the tension in his voice. He never used to sound like that.

This time, when you sit down, you sit up straight and on the edge of the seat, anxious for what will happen when Jungkook turns around.

It’s strange, being in here again, reminiscing of when you came for him to ask you the favor that began this mess. So many things are the same, yet so many things are different.

“Hold on, I’m getting another call,” Jungkook sighs, and you tense up, thinking he’s going to turn around. He doesn’t, merely takes the phone away from his ear for a few seconds before returning it. “Hello? Wait, another client? Right now? God, alright.”

You wonder who Jungkook may be talking about when the office chair rotates, leaving you face-to-face with Jungkook himself, the phone still held up to his ear.

It drops to the floor. “Y/N?”

“Hi, Jungkook,” you say, avoiding his gaze.

“What-What are you doing here?”

“Why do you think I’m here, Jungkook?” You ask sadly.

Jungkook purses his lips. “I have things to say, too.”

“Would you like to say them to me now or should we go out for lunch first?” You joke, smiling nostalgically.

Jungkook chuckles as he stands up, grabbing his suit jacket from where it’s draped over his chair. “Let’s go out to eat. There’s this great Italian place that opened up a while ago in Gangnam.”

“Sounds great.”

Once there, it seems that neither of you know exactly what you’d like to say, keeping the conversation limited to the menu and the weather. The tension is thick in between the two of you, settling on the table like dust.

“I finished the brown sugar,” Jungkook blurts midway through your meal. “I used it all up in my tea.”

“Did you like it?”

“I felt healthier,” he says.

“That was the goal,” you say. “You know, when we bought it.”

“I know.”

Silence falls.

Jungkook coughs, clearing his throat as he swallows down another mouthful of pasta before continuing. “You know why I told that lady that we were dating?”

“To be a nice person, I guess?” You suggest.

“No,” Jungkook says, placing his fork down with a clang. “I told her, a woman who would never know who we were, never need to know our stunt, because I was hoping that maybe, if I said it to her, it would be real.”

“Jungkook—”

“You scare me generally, Y/N, but you especially scared me when you told me you loved me.” Jungkook exhales. The both of you have stopped eating, at this point. “I thought — I thought maybe you were acting on feelings that were fake, that you has simply fallen in love with the idea of me, a rich guy who could pay for your wildest hopes and dreams. I didn’t trust your feelings, but more importantly, I didn’t trust my own.”

You open your mouth to say something, to explain yourself, but Jungkook beats you to it.

“You’re not supposed to fall in love with your best friend. I’ve seen you at your best and your worst and vice versa, they are moments not worth romanticizing because we are loud, messy people. But those few weeks we had as a couple, fake or not, it was a taste into a dream I didn’t know I had and I never wanted to wake up. You’re not supposed to fall in love with your best friend, but I did, anyway.”

“You’re such a sap, Jeon,” you say playfully, nudging his shoulder. “That was so cheesy.”

“The cheesiest confession for my cheesiest best friend,” he beams in return. “I’m sorry I didn’t recognize my feelings in time for you to stay. I’m sorry that it took a month for me to finally come to terms with them. I’m sorry that you loved me before I knew I loved you.”

His hand is on yours now, your fingers touching in the middle of the table as he draws mindless designs on the back on your hand.

“Saying yes to your proposal was the hardest thing I’ve had to do in a long while,” you admit. “I knew what would happen and yet I still gave in, desperate for a chance to know what it’s like to have you. I’ve watched you, cheered you on from the sidelines for so long that I decided I wanted to try. It was a mistake,” you say, meeting Jungkook’s eyes as his expression falls. “I only fell in love with you harder.”

A smile creeps across Jungkook’s face.

“You’re right, you’re not supposed to fall in love with your best friend, but neither of us have ever been very good at following the rules. I love you, Jungkook.”

“Is that a confession I hear?” Jungkook asks, bringing a hand to his ear. “I’m sorry, I think I missed it.”

“I already confessed to you a month ago, you little shit,” you say, scrunching up your nose. “Don’t push it.”

“For what it’s worth, I love you too, you know.”

“I know.”

Jungkook lets go of your hand, shoving it off the table. “Do you want to try this dating thing? Like, for real?”

“Hmm,” you say, pretending to ponder the offer. “I don’t know. What do I get out of it?”

“My unconditional love and affection,” Jungkook says as you roll your eyes. “And some nice things, every now and then.”

“I guess I’ll take it,” you say, letting the grin on your lips burst into a full-on smile.

Jungkook giggles, all of his teeth showing in that beautiful bunny-like smile of his. “If we weren’t sitting across each other in a booth, I would so kiss you right now.”

“Damn, cockblocked by a piece of wood,” you sigh, shaking your head.

“Fuck you, wood,” Jungkook swears, making you laugh. In exchange for a real kiss, he takes your hand in his, pressing his lips to your fingers.

On the way back, Jungkook decides to take you the long way, weaving through the side streets of Gangnam as he points out different landmarks.

“Is this some elaborate ruse to avoid the reporters? You know you’re not very inconspicuous, right?” You ask as he guides you from the main street, taking you down a back alley littered with trash that probably costs more than your rent.

“Why would I need to avoid the paps?”

“Um, I’m here. A girl. Next to you. Holding your hand,” you say, motioning to your interlocked fingers.

A camera flash goes off.

“Are you my girlfriend, or are you my girlfriend?”

“Woah, woah, when did we cross that line? We haven’t even had our first date yet,” you say defensively.

“Count this one as number one, then,” Jungkook says before he’s running, cameras flashing as he bolts, his hand still interlocked with yours.

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The Racing Challenge

[A/N: This Includes Multiple OC’s From Me And @thesheeplepeople‘s OC.]

The rare day off in the UA Dorms most students were relaxing in their building’s, some training in the gyms, and others hauled up in their rooms everybody needed their own breathers. Some students from other classes were roaming around other class buildings to see friends, Ryu currently has his friend and crush Shinsou over since Aizawa had cancelled their private training for the day. The two were enjoying some shows on the Albino’s laptop, while chatting it hadn’t been very long since Ryu returned to UA so he had been working relentlessly at catching up and the help of his classmates was greatly appreciated from him.

“I forgot how hard English grammar is, Yamada Sensei made me write an essay for extra credit.”

Ryu sighed tiredly rubbing his eyes and giving a pouting like expression on his face. Shinsou chuckled at the other’s mannerisms Ryu had bounced back from his trauma well and it was nice to see him back to normal.

“Well you can’t blame the teachers for pushing so hard, the school does have a reputation to keep.”

The taller boy said giving his signature smirk, Ryu responded with a playful nudge. In the same building energetic boy Roukan was visiting his friend Mio, the two hung around the common space along with a few other 1-A students. The loud excited pup was playing a card game with his friend and losing pretty badly, the commotion managed to get the two introverts attention as the headed to the kitchen for a snack.

“Where’s the fire guys?”

Ryu asked interested in their game and Roukan’s frustration.

“I’m totally beating Rou’s but at old maid.”

Mio responded beaming with pride as she won another hand causing the overdramatic pup to groan throwing his cards, all of which floated back down onto his face.

“Wanna play with us? You guys can both join if you want, we’re start a new game anyway.”

Ryu shook his head declining.

“Aren’t you supposed to be training with Aizawa Sensei today?”

Roukan asked from the floor still sulking over his loss but tossing the spare cards to Mio.

“Sensei said he was extra busy today.”

“We got the day off since he’s gotta catch up on grading or something.”

The two responded, Shinsou passed the albino a bottle of water and sat on the couch.

“Aw but it’s so much fun to train, I’d love to spar with Ishida some time.”

The wolf boy said hopping back up.

“Ryu just got out of the hospital Rou, he needs rest.”

Mio objected making Ryu give a frown and roll his eyes though that wasn’t really seen by the others.

“Oh well… How about a race? It’s a perfect day outside we shouldn’t waste it!”

“Roukan it’s raining.”

“So what that’s still perfect racing weather.”

The wolf said again his tail wagging frivolously at the prospect of getting in some good ol’ fashion exercise. Before Mio could object again the albino interrupted signing his response.

“Bring it on wolf boy.”

With that acceptance the two students rushed to get ready for some good clean fun, Shinsou stood in the common room with Mio both looking disapprovingly at the energetic school-mates.

“We have to go make sure they don’t hurt themselves.”

Shinsou said in grumbling tone giving the girl a side glance.

“Yep.”

Ryu prepared himself with padding he hadn’t gotten to train himself in awhile especially his speed technique with his vectors, he’d practically toppled himself the first day during the speed test. The teen knew full well if he ended up with new bruises his guardian would chew him out… Again. All four students gathered outside with Shinsou and Mio staying under the coverage of the dorm building to avoid getting soaked, Ryu and Roukan lined up on the path.

“First one all to make it back here after running all the way around the dorm buildings wins. Quirk use is totally allowed and encouraged but only on yourself, no sabotage.”

Roukan stated making the rules and goal clear the shouting had gotten the attention of a few other students who now also gathered to watch the two’s race. With a quick countdown the two were off with their friends cheering for them on the sidelines.

The two started out running without the use of their quirks and were neck and neck, the rain soaked them as they rushed through the winds. Roukan feeling more pumped by the minute was the first to use his quirk with the cloudy skies his quirk while weak allowed him to use his wolf features. Ryu huffed as the other took the lead leaping out of his casual clothes, he wasn't going to just stand by and let the wild pup beat him no contest. The albino crouched and focused all his effort to his feet rejecting the ground itself and pushing him forward with a good force, he hadn’t practiced this much but as long as he remained balanced he was perfectly fine.

Halfway past 1-D’s building Hizashi and Fumio heard the commotion coming from the dorm space, looking outside the main building they spotted the contest and the two students rushing around. Mic rather enjoyed the spunk from the kids he could understand the sportsmanship and competition between two dedicated heroes but on the other side Fumio saw the recklessness and worried about what could happen if they weren’t stopped so he immediately went to alert Aizawa considering it was not only one of his students but his literal kid involved in this.

Back down on the wet campus grounds Ryu was in the lead but definitely getting tired the more he tried to balance himself the more he huffed losing his breath. Roukan was running on all fours he’d even spotted Levi his own boyfriend cheering for which pushed him harder, wanting to prove himself and having fun he didn’t even notice the 1-A student struggling.

They were once again neck and neck approaching the finish line when a booming voice wailed.

“STOP RIGHT NOW!”

Startling both kids Ryu and Roukan crashed into each other at a pretty high speeding making both tumble and roll past their own finish line. Aizawa, Nekomata, and Yamada all approached them umbrella’s in hand and very unamused faces.

“Yo are you kids crazy?”

Hizashi asked a hand on his hip and a stern disapproving tone of voice.

“There are gyms in every dorm building and literally no reason for any of you to be out here running around recklessly and in the rain no less.”

Fumio continued in his usual monotone though everyone could feel his stern words.

“Pushing each other and training is one thing but there is no reason to risk getting injured or sick! Everyone inside their dorms now and you two are coming with me.”

Aizawa scolded picking up the two racers and leading them inside for treatment of wounds and drying off. Roukan had turned back into a human half way inside leading the already irritated teacher to have to cover him while continuing his scolding. Oh boy were both of them lectures everything from talking about injuries to possible property damage to the weather, let’s not forget how the short wolf boy was practically naked. After their long scolding Roukan was sent back to his dorm building where he received an equally long lecture from his own homeroom teacher, Ryu stayed with his guardian who was now helping him dry off. The shivering teen now in dry clothes sneezed as Aizawa proceeded to blowdry his curly hair, his body still felt freezing inside even with air conditioning off.

“You see? Now if you get sick you’ve got no one to blame but yourself. Ryura what on earth were you thinking, you just got out of the hospital do you want to go back?”

The small boy looked at his guardian with puppy dog eyes.

“Ee just wah-ted tu ha-lf fuhn.”

Ryu admitted after the entire ordeal he’d felt awkward around his friends and classmates, everyone overly concerned about him as if he was some infant he didn’t want to be pitied. Being challenged by Roukan felt like he was being treated the same as his of classmates someone worthy of being in class 1-A. The pro-hero sighed and walked off return soon after with blanket tossing it at his kid getting a surprise yelp from him.

“Here bundle up.”

Sitting beside Ryu he waited for him to pop his head out.

“Look I get that you want to catch up and everything but you can’t do it by being so wild. Hizashi told me you’ve been working yourself to the bone in bookwork but you can’t do that with physical training you’ll break yourself. Once your stitches are taken out you can join me and Shinsou in extra training but you have to promise me no more stunts like today.”

The small boy smiled and nodded bundling himself up, Aizawa smirked ruffling the albino’s fluffy messy hair.

“You’re gonna give your old man a heart attack one day.”

A knock at the door had the man get up and open the door, Shinsou stood at the entrance with a warm cup in his hands.

“I brought some tea for Ishida so he won’t get sick or whatever.”

Aizawa let him in to give his recovering kid the drink watching the awkward teens interacting before cutting in.

“Thanks for the thought but unfortunately I’m gonna have to ask you to leave Shinsou, Ryura’s grounded for the rest of the night.”

Both boy were surprised especially Ryura who scowled at his dad very knowingly and intentionally being a killjoy. Shinsou said goodnight and headed back to his class dorm.

“What did you think you were gonna get off scot free? Sorry kid but I am your parent after all.”

The man had a very satisfied grin on his face as he left Ryu’s room giving his sentencing.

[actuallyadhd]

Support Sunday

talianeedshelp’s Submission:

I always lose everything, including very important assignments for my classes, it's caused my grades to plummet and my stress levels getting higher and higher

Anonymous’s Submission:

Where I live, people are so uninformed about ADHD it's still considered a childhood disorder. The first week after I became sure I needed testing I felt so alone, I thought no one would trust me but call me lazy instead, like many people did before. I don't know if I even get tested for ADHD before I grow up and seek it alone&myself. I feel bad even thinking to myself I have ADHD because I'm not pro-dxed but I need the terms to describe and explain my constant struggles.

just-another-samlicker’s Submission:

If I forget to order my ritalin on time, it always takes me ages to order it again since my mind is too busy to remember…

Anonymous’s Submission:

I have to write a text for school and my brain is just repeating "nope" over and over. Which isn't just about executive dysfunction, it's also the fact that the entire text has to be about how terrible social media is for teenagers when I actually really need social media :D

adventureswithgracetopher’s Submission:

I start a new job tomorrow! Which is exciting but also terrifying because it's in a bank and I've never had a job this professional, and what if I space out at the wrong time during training this week and miss something viral?!?!? Like I'm so excited, but also more than a tiny bit terrified.

keatonianlogic’s Submission:

One of the biggest challenges I’m struggling with is my executive functioning. I find it takes me HOURS to get ready for anything as I’m super forgetful & scatterbrained. It’s easier for me to get out & do things when someone comes over & helps me get ready. When I’m at home alone, I’m usually too tired to get up the motivation to do a lot, as it takes an enormous amount of mental/emotional energy to focus. Feels like my brain is melting.

My ADHD is comorbid with depression, anxiety (GAD), & C-PTSD. So fun!

Anonymous’s Submission:

my biggest problem that I only realized recently is my maturity? I feel like a child and the way people treat me only reinforces that. im 22 and im still being treated like?like a 10 year old like ive been told by my mom I'm immature and by someone else i act like a 6 yo and it hurts but i want to change I don't want to talk to them about it? :(

Anonymous’s Submission:

I sat down to revise for a test I have this week but I've literally taken none of the information in. I read it all, I colour coordinated my notes, I re-wrote heaps out but I still can't remember anything about river landforms or how to describe weather pressure systems. I'm going to fail geography for the second year in a row and I've already been put in a class of 4th years, im the only 5th year and I've been put with 4th yrs because my ADHD stops me from "learning properly". Any advice?

Please reblog or send in your thoughts regarding these issues. This is your community of ADHDers sharing the things they are struggling with the most right now. We are crowdsourcing support!

[sydneysmuses]

✘┇ ❛ it's like sweet serendipity

“Alright then, let’s get started. Welcome to Brooklyn, New York. Here’s the home of fuckboys and lames but I’m sure you can survive. Just steer clear from Anthony. He’ll fuck up your shit in a hot second. Anyway, who are you?”

Hello beautiful human beings of the internet, my name is Syd. I suppose the normal things to talk about in this part would be that my pronouns are she/her and that my time zone is PST (California), though at times I find myself staying up until the butt crack of morning so maybe I’m an honorary member of another time zone for my weird hours of ‘awakeness’. ALSO warning that this is a little long, I went a bit overboard and if anything please just check out the site linked down where I talk about Yos’ loft because I made something special. (Or at least it was special to me).

My activity level is completely dependent on the activity of others. Which may not be the exact answer you are looking for, so I will explain. I think it’s very obvious that groups have been dying lately and when the dash is slow I certainly don’t want to clog it – so I do my replies and try to post a starter (but not to much avail) and then wait it out. Conversely, when the dash is moving quickly I know it is my duty to keep up and be just as active with my responses (unless I’m showering or sleeping or shoving food inside of my body). It is not a lie that I am on my summer break and am itching for things to do and am desperate for a group that isn’t going to fizzle out (translation: i’ve got no life what so ever give me something to do i’m begging). Even when I’m not on summer break – I work in a creative field and constantly need a way to continue to write imaginatively, but not necessarily for anything regarding my actual work.

“Okay. I totally blacked out on whatever you were saying but whatever. Let’s pretend it was the twisted tea and not your boring synopsis on who you are. Have you ever been in Brooklyn before?”

I am nearly 700 years old and have been roleplaying since I was in grade 8. So I’ve been pretending to be people I’m not since I was like 13? 14? I lived a large chunk of my roleplay life on a completely different side of roleplay that is vile and includes no writing/paring what so ever so this side is just so refreshing now that I’m an ancient lady looking for peace. I’ve been roleplaying in groups for 5-6 years now. I’ve gone through the days of the large 500 gifs. I’ve also been an admin of a few groups, only one that was successful and managed to last a solid six months, so I praise you for putting in this work.

I’m currently in one and a half groups? The ‘half’ group referring to a group that is actually ‘closed’ where interactions are completely voluntary as not many of the members are active anymore. And the one being a group that I think will be shut down before you even accept apps … so what is the real answer?

While I have been in lots of groups and probably should link you to something more current, I figured I would link you to my most beloved little angel who has been revived MANY times in groups run by a nice lil’ fellow in the community named Nicholas. I’m particularly fond of this character because she was hands down the most developed (since it was a long lasting group) and because there were lots of things that I got to do in the group as her character.

Links (the first link is about a year old hence hq/medium sized gifs): http://olliecoopz.tumblr.com/, http://olliescooper.tumblr.com/, http://olliepls.tumblr.com/ .

I figured I would also link another character that I played with a similar title to Yos’ (the activist) so I figured I should link that too: http://brynnism.tumblr.com/

“Hm, okay. So in other words, no. Well – why are you here?”

The character I would like to play is Yoseline and the primary reason is because of her title as “the activist”. I will admit that it’s absolutely frightening when the character you like the most has a popular face claim because I feel like that aspect alone lessens my chances – and it makes me want to pick someone else so the let down will be a lot easier. However, playing strong, female characters that care about philanthropy is what I’m all about. Obviously it helps that there are predetermined head cannons as well because it’s even more inspiring to me that even through a failed career Yos was able to flip the switch and find a useful purpose for her time. Switching gears back to her title, I can imagine that philanthropy and philanthropic groups in New York are just as in demand for help as they are here in Southern Calfornia, so what she does and why she doesn’t would be realistic and that much easier to portray even in this fictitious world. Being a mixed latina who is heavily involved in philanthropic groups that support school and college readiness as well as groups that support research study for Cystic Fibrosis naturally PULLED me towards this character. And in mentioning the connections, I like that the only real ‘enemy’ connections are with men (I know Xan is a frenemie, but for the sake of what I’m about to say..) because I feel as a female activist I would have to imagine that empowerment of females and female bonds/relationships would also be super important to Yos. So I’m grateful that the majority of her close-knit, predetermined relationships are with other powerful young women.

“O–dude, are you sweating? Seriously? It’s not that deep. Here’s a tissue. Yeah, good. Alright Sweaty McGee, why should I pick your lack of experience, weird, boring self over the other thousand cooler people that I meet daily? What makes you such an asset to me and my friends? Choose your words wisely because I’m being dead on serious.”

‘Bullet Point’ Biography //

**** Yos’ Loft **** // I wanted to do something a little different to make myself stand out. (Hopefully? Unless this is a thing people do and I’m just super behind.) I was really inspired while I was looking at the character’s homes when I realized that Yos lives on her own – with her dreams. At first I admired the fact she was so young and could afford it, then I realized that regardless of her show getting cancelled, it could have still provided her with a substantial bit of money as well as a following via social media and what not. So I wanted to play up this idea of her having her own space and come up with what the rooms might look like when her mind and imagination took over. It’s nothing too crazy and I’m sure I could have been a little more extreme with the idea, but I hope it’s kind of entertaining for a few clicks! It really helped me get inside of how she is or how I would write her by surrounding her in a comfortable living environment. http://718yos.tumblr.com/

Yos has become very independent ever since she made a huge life transition and found out what she wants to do / who she wants to be. It has always been easier on her to be on her own and away from her family. While she loves both of her parents, she knows they don’t love each other – haven’t for as long as she can remember. However, given their faith and religion they wouldn’t dare break their union after making a promise to the church.

Her view of romantic relationships is a bit warped. With her parents and with the relationships people tried to force upon her while she was in the industry, it seems as if real romance isn’t necessarily tangible. Which is why most of her relationships have never really made it do the next step or are full of lust / friends with benefits.

However, she does believe that love is real because she has an older brother who she loves with all of her heart. She is grateful that he lives near by, but misses him often when he is away for business.

Obviously it’s already predetermined that Yos tried her best to be a successful actress, but the show that was supposed to be her big break didn’t end up doing so well. However, I believe she would take that passion she used to have and combine it with her love for philanthropy and support programs such as Save The Arts. Surely the importance of the arts in school around where her and all her friends live is important so she is driven to help out that organization. I could also see her wanting to help young girls who are beginning to get into the industry and make sure that they are treated fairly, are fighting for equal pay, and aren’t being taken advantage of by older men.

Back to religion – self-discovery has become a huge revelation for her, especially in regards to the religion that her parents had forced upon her and her brother for so long. The views of the Catholic Church do not necessarily reflect Yos’ views. And while she is struggling to find ways to let her parents know, she is in the process of taking classes at a local university on Eastern Religions and their impact in the modern world. The idea of spirituality over organized religion is becoming more appealing as she gets older.

I have more ideas, but naturally I’ve already created a novel worthy application.

“Again, another boring answer. Cool. Do you have anything else to add or whatever?”

All I can say is thank you so much for creating a diverse group and putting so much detail in to making sure that all the roles weren’t just similar copies of each other. Regardless of what happens or who you choose I wish you all the best of luck with your group! Also i’m sorry if the formatting messed up – I had it open in microsoft word.

“I think I remember who you are now. I think you’re my brothers friend…right? Oh yeah, you owe me ten dollars for even taking the time to talk and give you the proper city welcome. My brother said you would pay because you were desperate for friends or whatever. Ten dollars isn’t much and I want Panera so–c'mon.”

Can we talk about the fact that as I was reading the rules I was like, “oh god, oh no they are asking for real money!” And as I continued to read and sweat bullets over the fact that I’m a fucking broke ass loser my whole mind cleared when I saw that all I had to do is agree to the ten dollar fee. So I agree. (And I feel blessed that it’s not really real because I would have had to act fast to send this in when I wanted.)

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yesterday crashed my car into the back of a young man in an old Y reg ford escort no damage to his car just a loose exhaust which i am giving him money to get fixed. But my car Y reg Peugeot 206 1.4 quicksilver, the bonnet has gone so will have to buy a new one. if i go through insurance to get my bonnet done will it affect my annual insurance cost? at the moment it is 800 how much do you think it will go up by. by the way i am only 18 this is my first year of driving under my mothers policy.""

Can I take my car to get repaired anywhere even if my insurance says no?

I got my window broken when someone broke into my car and I had an appt at the dealership where I bought to the car to get it repaired ASAP (and was going to) but my insurance nixed the idea. They said they wouldnt pay a dime if I did that. I HAVE to go to their suggested business. Now I have to drive to and from work with a taped up window for 2 more days till THEIR guy can fit me in. Is this legal??? It seems so unfair. BTW- I have Mercury auto insurance and I live in California.

Does anyone know about work insurance in lagos nigeria?

we are ptentially going out for 2 weeks to fit a conservatory and need insurance not holiday but work / life insurance

Which insurance company has the quickest claim?

Okay so I want to know which insurance company would give me the quickest claim without any problems between: state farm, farmers, hardford, and all state?""

Is allstate good insurance?

My husband and I are buying a house and shopping around for homeowner's insurance. So far, we've found that Allstate has the best rates. Are they a good insurance company? I'd love to hear from current/previous Allstate customers. We currently have auto insurance through Geico, who we're happy with, but their homeowner's rates are high. We'll probably switch auto policies to whoever we insure our home through. So, any info on Allstate home and/or auto insurance would be appreciated. Thanks!""

Question about health insurance!!?

Can a health insurance company cut your coverage while being treated for depression?

Can I have Medicaid Share of Cost and private health insurance?

I was approved for Medicaid in FL with a Share of Cost of $425. Can I also buy private health insurance with medicaid?

Is medicaid good insurance?

Im pregnant, nn I'm currently unemployed, without health insurance, and I was just wondering if medicaid ia good insurance?""

How much does car insurance cost for a 16 year old?

How much does car insurance cost for a 16 year old?

Maskell Nebraska Cheap car insurance quotes zip 68751

Maskell Nebraska Cheap car insurance quotes zip 68751

Can you cancel car insurance?

Right, I'm getting a car this weekend, I haven't passed my test yet but hopefully will be passed in the next 1 - 2 months, therefore the insurance I'm taking out at the moment is for a provisional driver. The insurance that I'm taking out lasts for a year but obviously I will need to change it when I have passed, so that insurance will rise in price. But I was wondering if once I have passed can I cancel that insurance and change to an insurance that looks at young drivers because at the minute the young driver insurance places won't quote me coz I'm still learning. Sooo, to sum up... can I change my insurance company after only 2 months with them? Any help welcome. :)""

""First time car buyer interest rates & insurance, please help!?""

I'm a first time buyer with a cosigner & a $2600 down payment. Can anyone give me an estimate on what my interest rate might be on a $15,000/$16,000 car? (I live in Nevada & sales tax here is 8.1% if that also helps) & also, if my mom cosigns for my car, can she insure it under her name as the primary & me as an additional driver? I'm 18 years old & still live at home with her. Please & thank you for all the help!""

How much do you think insurance for a 16 year old?

i live in texas but i want to buy a car year 2004 and up which car would be less expensive as in insurance

Disability Insurance in Vermont?

Does anyone know if it's legal in the state of Vermont to employee people without disability insurance? I know it's illegal in New York. I'm out of work due to pregnancy complications for 3 weeks or so and I can't collect disability for this or my maternity leave because they said they don't have disability insurance. I called a lawyer, but haven't heard back from them yet. Just curious if anyone knows the answer to this question. Thanks""

I am a male with a 2003 ford focus with 47000 miles I also live in PA what would be the cheapest car insurance

I am a male with a 2003 ford focus with 47000 miles I also live in PA what would be the cheapest car insurance

A cheap car insurance? USA?

im looking for the minimum required.

I live in SC and I need to get my own Insurance Policy to buy a car. ( I'm 17) Can I get coverage alone?

My Parents don't want to add me to their insurance because we have several vehicles already and adding another car and a teenager will cause their insurance to be even more outrageous. Can I get my own insurance policy without effecting my parents at all? (With their permission of course.)

A question about state farm auto insurance?

If I plan on buying a car with two seats, I'm male and get ok grades, what would be the difference in insurance costs if I got a car with 4 seats?""

""My teen had a minor accident, will my insurance go up?""

My daughter who is 16 yrs old tapped a car from behind at a stop sign. There was no damage done to either car and no injuries. The guy said he was not going to do anything about it since there was no damages. My daughter gave him her information (insurance etc). I called the guy to make sure everything was ok, he said nothing happened to his car or himself but he went ahead and opened a claim with my insurance because he thought he had to do that. I know that if he decides to ask for damages the insurance will pay. My question to you is if he decides not to ask for damages, will my insurance still go up and will she get points in her driver's license. Also, I'd like to add that we live in California. I have not talked to my insurance (AAA) yet. Thank you""

How much does the insurance pay for inconvenience fees?

I was in a wreck the other day and it was the person's fault who hit me. My car is totaled. She was fine and all i had was a cut and i went to the ER and they did xrays and they took out a piece of glass. Her insurance company is pretty good they already have me a rental car and they are buying me a new car and they are even giving me cash for maintenance costs and stuff I've done to my car in the past 6 months and then they said that they are paying inconvenience fees for having to go to the hospital. They have already paid for the xrays and the bills for the hospital so why are they giving me more money for this 'inconvenience fee' and how much will it be? Thanks

Liability Car Insurance?

What exactly is it? And can anybody drive my car with it? Like, if I had my name on the insurance, can my younger sister drive it still and she'll be okay as long as she doesnt get into an accident?""

Insurance for penis ?

Is there any Insurance scheme for penis ? i'm worried . beacuse i use it too much . need help .

""First time buyer buys a new car, how much was your interest RATE?""

Maybe I mean insurance instead of interest, I'm not sure, I don't know that much. I've heard that first time buyers, when buying a car, had little to no interest simply because they've never bought before. Is this true? Please give examples.""

Ballpark figure on motorcycle insurance?

First please don't tell me to call my insurance agency, that's why I'm on here. I just want an estimate I'm 17, male, it's a 1999 cbr600f4, I don't want full coverage, just liability, I am on excelsior high honor roll at school, I took the msf course, I have had my moorcycle license for a year now, I live in upstate new york. And would be riding leisurely. Any guesses? How much do u pay, how old are you etc. Thanks!""

What is the cheapest car insurance for someone with a foreign driving lisence?

What is the cheapest car insurance for someone with a foreign driving lisence?

Insurance on 2010 Camaro?

what could i expect to pay in insurance for the 2010 Camaro?

""Car insurance question, does adding someone to a policy for a car you own cost more? so 2 people for 1 car.?""

Okay, young and stupid here with car insurance I am moving to fla, from louisiana. I have a car,and my girlfriend does not have a car. At this point, she refuses to drive the car because of insurance issues if something happened. So, to the question! Will it cost me more money to add my girlfriend's name to my insurance policy, so she can drive the car if I do not need it? Basically, im just adding someones name to the policy for 1 car.""

Health insurance plans?

I live in Florida and I'm a college student. I want to know what are good affordable insurance companies for college students or people in general. I prefer to know about those that are well known and have a long record history and not some sketchy insurance company. Thank you!

How much would my insurance be?

I'm thinking about buying a 2000 Dodge Intrepid R/T. I'm trying to determine if I have the money, though, and I'm not sure how much my insurance would be. I'm an 18 year old female, I'm a student and I work part-time, and I have a squeaky-clean driving record. Can somebody please give me an estimate of how much my car insurance payments would be? Thanks!""

Can i get insurance then put modifacations on my car?

Hi i am getting a mk 2 golf and will be modding it out with rims tint lights and lowering suspension. If i get the insurance quote at 4grand and then put the mods on the car is it a year of cheap insurance or do i need to tell them i have altered the car? Thanks.

I am thinking of getting renters insurance. What is the cost of most average cost of most polices?

Live in a 2 story, downstairs apartment ground floor, one level., I have a doxie (weiner dog), my son who is an adult and my husband.""

Can you get credit from having car insurance?

i just got my own car insurance for the first time and i wanted to know if i can get credit from having and paying for it?

""Can anyone tell me approximately, how much car insurance is in southern ireland for...?

20 year old female using peugeot 306 car? just passed test btw!

What is the best company to buy term life insurance?

I'm trying to find a company to purchase term life insurance. I want a good brand and not some scam. Thanks to anyone that replies.

How do I get money from my insurance company when car is titled in divorcing husband's name.?

I totaled a car that is registered and insured in my name. The title is in the divorcing husband's name. He won't sign the title to get insurance check. Even if he did the check would go into his name. What can I do to get the money? Or what should I do? Lawyers are not much help right now.

Maskell Nebraska Cheap car insurance quotes zip 68751

Maskell Nebraska Cheap car insurance quotes zip 68751

Teenage car insurance?

I'm a teen, and I'm thinking about getting a car. However, I've heard that insurance for teenagers can be expensive. Since insurance is usually tied to the car instead of the driver, am I able to get away with using my parents' insurance if the car is completely under my parents' names? Am I allowed to save a large amount of money this way? I only plan on meeting the minimum insurance required by law (in California).""

""Do traffic schools, particularly in California, prevent an increase in auto insurance rates?

I just received my first traffic ticket :(

Car insurance on a car i don't drive?

I live in Ft Lauderdale Fl, And i live in a townhouse in a gated commuity with a home owners ***, And i have two car's, The first car is my primary car and the second is never driven but i have to have insurance placed on it. Is there any insurance out there that is cheap for car's that are never driven. This car i wan't but i have not driven it for three year's and they want to tow it because i don't have insurance or valid tags on it""

I am trying to show proof that I did have car insurance in 2009 but cant remember what insurence company I had?

does anyone know how to get past records of car insurance but dont remember what company I had

""Cheap dental work without insurance in Oregon, Gresham?""

Cheap dental work without insurance in Oregon, Gresham?""

What is the average time taken by an Insurance company to pay out on a car claim.?

I suppose it would depend on the nature of the damage to ones car and also who was at fault. However in my case, my car caught fire from what I believe may have been an electrical fault. It is now a total write off. I realise the insurance company has to carry out it's investigations but how long should this take and how soon would one expect to receive an offer. I made a claim 6 weeks ago and am still being fobbed off with the explanation that the investigations are on-going.""

What is the cheapest van insurance for a 18 year old with no previous insurance with a full lience?

What is the cheapest van insurance for a 18 year old with no previous insurance with a full lience?

I really need insurance help!?

Does anyone know of a cheap health insurance plan in Texas? We don't qualify for Medicaid or anything like that. My husband's plan is close to $600 a month and we can't afford that. It's a shame that my tax dollars pay for these slums insurance and all they do is sit on their butt but decent people like myself trying to make it we get screwed.

Health Insurance: Duplicate Coverage?

I have a job where my health insurance premiums as well as my spouse's are covered without cost to me. However, my wife is insurured through her work as well because she is requiried to be insured under her employers plan even though she is already covered under mine. She chose an HMO because it was the least cost to us because we would want to use my insurance (PPO) as the main provider, that way she can choose her own doctors. She recently went to the doctor using my plan, but now they will not cover the visit because of duplicate coverage. Can someone give me advice as to how I can rectify this situation. We would prefer not to even use the HMO because it is expensive and restrictive, but the PPO will not cover because of the HMO coverage""

How much do you pay for babysitting insurance?

So i'm doing a social studies project & it asks for liability. im doing babysitting service. help?

Please Find me good quote for car insurance for young drivers?

Car Insurance for Young Drivers Quotes

Do need Car Insurance to buy a used car?

What is everything you need to buy a used car????

Is this a good insurance cost for a teenager for a GTO?

I got a quote from geico for an '04 GTO and it was 175 a month for a 17 year old driver. This suprised me, because I thought it would be alot higher. So do you think this an accurate quote? I put in all information accurately except for my age because they will not give a 15 year old a quote.""

""AA car insurance, do they send the papers by Email or post?

need to know when register with AA car insurance is there an option for everything to be send by Email ONLY as I have some really bad people I am sharing house with :(

Cheapest car insurance????

looking for a cheap car insurance guys, plz help""

Will I be dropped by my insurance due to suspension of license?

I recently had my California license suspended due to a failure to appear in court (yes I'm an idiot). Will my insurance drop me because of this? I am still paying my car off as well. If my insurance drops me, will that affect my car loan? Any help at all is greatly appreciated.""

Car Insurance for a 16 year old?

I Plan on trying to get these three type of cars Toyota Corolla SR5 1983 Nissan 240sx 1989 Mazda Rx-7 1991 You might notice two of these cars are sports cars but they're 20 years old so I just thought the insurance might be cheaper but anyway, Would you guys like estiamte how much insurance would be if I had bought any three of these cars. Also if anybody has any of these cars how much do you pay for insurance for that car and how old are you?""

Do you have to have health insurance to....?

do you have to have health insurance to go to planned parenthood and have like a pap test or any other tests like that?

""If my mum is insured to drive my car, does she still need insurance on her car?""

My mum has been driving for 30 years and she currently has her own car with fully comp insurance. I have just bought a car and want to go under my mums insurance. If I do this, can she cancel the insurance on her car and still drive it (if the cover has a policy that says she is insured to drive any car). In other words will her fully comp insurance cover her on both cars? If not if there an option to add another car onto the policy without having to get a completely different quote? Thanks for your answers""

What is the cost of insurance for a 2006 Corvette C6?

I make 60K a year and have no expenses other than paying $500 a month for rent. A corvette I wanted was priced $450 a month. How expensive will the insurance cost for a 22 year old? I would prefer answers from someone who currently owns one or knows an estimate first hand.

Can anyone tell me what finding a cheap car insurance company?

I am a 60 year old female. I live in the rural part of Mississippi (little traffic and no heavy traffic, if it matters) I have two cars that are insured with Geico Insurance company. I am paying $93 dollars per month. One car is a 95 and the others one is (new) a Hyundai 2012. I never drive the 95 Buick. I will be driving the new Hyundai to and from work around 7 miles round trip, each day. My driving record is clean with everything intact and I am the only driver. I was informed by Geico that the 94 dollars is cheaper than other insurance companies. Are there any cheaper insurance out there.""

Enterprise Rent a Car Insurance?

I reserved a rental car in California with Enterprise. The price was $9.99/day because of a weekend deal . When I checked in at the counter the agent told me that I needed to either provide proof of FULL COVERAGE insurance or purchase their insurance (which would raise my daily rate from $9.99 to $40)!! If I didn't do either then they wouldn't let me rent a car. I thought that was ridiculous and decided not to rent a car. I've never been required to show proof of any type if insurance whether it be liability or full coverage when renting a car. Was there some recent law that I missed or were they scamming me?

Is there a way to get car insurance quotes anonymously?

I'm currently shopping for a car, and I've whittle my choices down substantially. One of the factors that can make a difference is discovering the cost of insurance. Unfortunately, everytime I try to get quotes on the models online, every single insurance company wants my personal information. I don't want them to be calling me, flooding my inbox or mailbox with advertisements, or otherwise harassing me. All I want is a comparison between some cars. I would be willing to tell them non-personal info, such as the fact that it'll be one car and that my driving record is spotless; I'd be willing to prove the latter via an MVR after I select my insurer. If there are any ideas on how I can get this information without revealing who I am, I'm just not seeing it. Any help is appreciated!""

Cheap Driving Insurance - Can anyone get me a better deal??

ok my mother (48 been driving for around 23 years 8 years no claims) is the owner/driver i am a named driver (21 with 6 points) been driving under 1 year because i got license revoked and had to resit my tests The Car is a fiat brava 1.4 red 5 door 5 seats worth about 1000GBP cheapest quote i can get is with the AA 600 comprehensive is there anyone who can get it any cheaper???

Does driving school affect insurance rates when over 21 in Massachusetts?

I am 21 and have never held a drivers license before. I would like to get it now, but I do not want to take the classroom portion of driving school, just the road lessons. However, my father would add me to his insurance plan since I'm still living with him until I complete college and grad school. He is worried about insurance rates being too high without driving school. Would this affect my insurance rates since I am over 21?""

Maskell Nebraska Cheap car insurance quotes zip 68751

Maskell Nebraska Cheap car insurance quotes zip 68751

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"Car insurance question?

Ok so im trying to get car insurance on my grand prix. im doing it over the internet and the final rate says a 3166 dollar premium over six months. is that actually what i pay over the six months or is that what i would have to if something happened. what would be my actual cost over hte six months cause that just seems crazy

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when i buy a car, what is the process of buying? like buy insurance, apply car plate...etc? by the way, how do i buy the insurance? and where do i go and buy it? Pardon me, i am an idiot in car. Please teach me, I really will appreciate for your help.""

Cheap car insurance in Arizona for an 18 year old with a volkswagon beetle?

i really want a volkswagon beetle, and then one im looking at right now is a 2006 with 70,000 miles (i know, its alot but thats not what im asking you to answer on) and its a convertible. i've never had my own car, and right now im using a family member's. i dont have ANY credit, idk if that helps or not... i already know my car payments are going to be high, so i want cheap insurance, that will still cover me. i see commercials for The General and Freeway Insurance, along with Safeauto. are they good companies? i kind of checked out The General, and it wasnt as cheap as i thought it was going to be... help?!""

Will insurance pay if someone crashes into a salvaged car?

I was wondering what happens if someone crashes into a car with a salvage title. Will the other person's insurance pay the normal amount for it, or do they only offer a reduced amount because it is salvaged? This is obviously assuming the other driver is at fault.""

How can Americans like me stay healthy if we don't have access to affordable health care?

Or have the money to purchase insurance?

Approximately how much is my insurance going to rise?

I am an 18 year old male. I got a ticket for going 10 over about a month ago and got it deferred a week ago. I am on my parents insurance and I pay about $100 a month for insurance. Tonight, I got a ticket for going 17 over on the highway. The first ticket was $124 and the most recent ticket was $174. Help me out here haha, how ****** am I? Also, is there any way for my parents to not find out?""

How much would my insurance be?

ive just turned 16 and im getting a 50cc moped restricted. Most people insurance is 289 for the first year and 189 for the second. but thats for a scooter.I want an Rs50 (1 of a kind) and so i am asking, will my insurance be different or the same?""

""I heard that car insurance is cheaper if i include my spouse, why ?""

i would imagine car insurance would cost more then there are more people using a car, not the other way around""

Where Can I find good dental insurance?

I need dental insurance that will cover oral surgery, as I have 2 ingrown wisdom teeth.""

How can I tax my car without insurance?

I am planning on selling my car, which doesn't have tax or insurance as I haven't passed my driving test yet. I have some interest in the car but as it isn't taxed, people ...show more""

Car insurance question?

I am 16 years old and I will be getting my liscence soon. I am really excited to be able to drive and not to the bus to clas anymore and be able to meet my friends whenever but my parents are making me pay car insurance on my own and they will get me a car. Probably a toyota or something like that. How much will it cost I do have a good amount already saved up but i would like to get an idea of how much it will cost me thanks

Any experience of Swift Cover Car Insurance???

I am with Diamond at present and despite being with them for 6years and having 5years NCB their renewal quote is very high. I am potentially downgrading from a 2.8 TDX 4x4 to a 1.2 SXi Corsa and the reduction is only 30!! I looked on confused.com and Swift cover seemed to have a good rate (i know the really cheap ones on there are not so good- high excess etc). I looked on the website and it seems pretty good with only 100 excess compared to 150 with Diamond. Has anyone used Swiftcover for insurance before and would they recommend them or not??? Thanks : )

Would a 2-door car be more expensive to insure than a 4-door?

I believe 2-door cars are usually considered sports cars, in turn, making them riskier to drive and costing more to insure them. But what if it was a 4-door car that was a sports car? Specifically the Dodge SRT-4. It's a 4-door car, but it's made to be fast. Would this cost the same, or less than the 2-door? This is all assuming the cars are of the same year and everything. 2-door = Dodge Neon coupe 4-door = Dodge SRT-4""

How much does a sixteen year old in BC pay for car insurance?

The car is an 87 porsche 944. my grades are less than satisfactory. i am expecting high numbers. i make $9.50 an hour working ten hours a week. also, is it even possible for me to pay the insurance along with gas and income tax? (car takes approx. 20 mpg) i drive about 30 miles a week.""

""Does your car ins really drop at 25, and how much?""

How much does it typically drop for a woman? If I pay 82 a month now, how much can I expect it will go down? I have nothing on my drivers record, no accidents or tickets, claims, ...show more""

How much is an SR22 insurance cost?

More or less...

Around how much is it for insurance for a 16 yr old male in MO?

im 16 now and i was wondering what is a good estimate for how much insurance is for me and yes i know the car and provider affects the amount.

Looking for affordable health insurance for the sefl employed?

i cannot find any affordable insurance and i need assistance

Can I keep my parents from knowing that my insurance rate has gone up?

I recently got a ticket in Steelville, Missouri for going 15 over the speed limit. I am insured under my parents name. My insurance rate is so high that if I get one more ticket, then I will be dropped by the company. Is there anyway I can keep my parents from knowing about the ticket on insurance? Can I do anything to get rid of the fine on insurance""

How can a medical group charge different prices for people with insurance and no insurance and medicare?

is this legal to charge people with medicare a higher price to go to the Doctor than people that don't have medicare, I thought that medical groups are to charge less so medicare don't go broke and people with insurance, so there monthly don't go up higher""

""Friend driving car got into accident in my car in ohio, insurance question?""

I wasn't in the car. I let them go pick up a friend, they were on a semi busy street. My friend was walking up the street and my friend driving the car pulled over with the hazards on to let him in. 10 seconds after getting in the car and closing the door someone slams into the back of my car going between 40-60 mph in a 35mph zone. Totaled other driver's car. My rear end is completely crumpled, but still drivable. I haven't got it checked yet, waiting for the police to contact me in a couple days. Looks like it crumpled all the way to the rear of the frame so it may be bent or busted, so they might say it's totaled. If the other driver was at fault it should be her insurance's responsibility correct? She had full insurance coverage. My friend driving my car has full insurance coverage. I have insurance that only covers bodily injury/property damage liability and medical payments. Who's insurance should cover this?""

Is the American health insurance is like Car insurance?

Life insurance and all the other insurances? And you pay it every month and how much? Or what it's like?

Car insurance question?

Ok so im trying to get car insurance on my grand prix. im doing it over the internet and the final rate says a 3166 dollar premium over six months. is that actually what i pay over the six months or is that what i would have to if something happened. what would be my actual cost over hte six months cause that just seems crazy

How much is car insurance in schaumburg illinois?

How much is car insurance in schaumburg illinois?

I'm on my moms car insurance and I'm getting older?

I'm really trying to get myself on my own two feet and we have everything together, phone bill (sprint) , car insurance she receives my bank statements monitors my purchases, views and manages my credit ...everything I'm just trying to move and not be under my moms wing... How can I go about moving my car insurance, and /or picking car insurance.... Help?""

Im about to turn 17 how much is insurance for a lamborghini or ferrari cuz my parents said i could have one?

Im about to turn 17 how much is insurance for a lamborghini or ferrari cuz my parents said i could have one?

Can i drive without a insurance card?

I will get my car tomorrow and i will have it insured the same day but it takes like a week to get the insurance card for the car. Can i drive without the insurance card? I would have the insurance on the car. Could i drive around without the insuance card?

What ia a good affordable health insurance for children?

What ia a good affordable health insurance for children?

Pregnancy Health Insurance??!?

I just moved to California a week ago and I am currently 18 weeks pregnant with no health insurance. Ive made a few calls and tried to look at all of my options but I want to take the best route, especially since I need to have my next appointment very soon to find out the sex of the baby and how everything is going......advice?!!""

Should Obama be impeached for saying you can keep your insurance?

Should Obama be impeached for saying you can keep your insurance?

I need car insurance?

I'm 18 don't no anything about insurance I don't no where to start PLEASE HELP........

Car insurance questions?

I'm just coming up to the end of my first year of driving. My insurance is due on the 12th of December. I was quoted 1700 by my current insurer, which obviously, I'm not paying. I've now managed to get an insurance quote from Admiral for 680. My questions are; 1. No Claims Bonus - I'm on track to have 1 years no claims but obviously at the moment I wont have? I want to pay for my insurance ASAP so can I just put 1 years no claims on the form and put the start date as the 12th? 2. Do I need to tell my current insurer I wont be renewing with them? Is there some sort of automatic renewal system in place with car insurance companies? My dad threw the renewal letter out so I have no way to check myself short of ringing the company but I wont be able to do that until Monday and I kinda wanted to buy my insurance now.""

Should you get insurance on a rental car?

I'm taking a trip later this month and will rent a car for a couple of days. Should I choose insurance, the minimal cost is around $8 per day, so it's not too much or anything. I was wondering if most people got the insurance just in case something happens. Normally I would, but I always hear people say that getting insurance for these kinds of things is stupid.""

When you buy a used car do you need a proof of insurance to get license plate and registration?

Can I take the new title to DMV and get the license plates? or do I first need to get insurance and bring the proof to DMV to get license plate? Another question If i buy a car from a private person and that person takes off the plates how am i gonna drive it back? without plate? what do i have to do?

What are the chances my daughter could get good health insurance?

That's affordable? She has a few preexisting conditions. Spina Bifida (birth defect) asthma and Chiari Malformation. She only has one kidney. Right now she's receiving Medicaid but theres a cap on how much me and my husband can make a month and we really want to do better. Is Obama going to do something about Health care? I only have 3 choices if there are no changes, win the lotto, move to England or let things stay the way they are.""

Should my roofer see my insurance estimate?

We are in the process of getting our roof replaced through insurance. We have a roofer who said he would do the work and we got the check from insurance in the bank. The roofer never gave us an exact estimate, just that he would do it for whatever insurance is going to pay. Now the roofer wants to see the detailed insurance estimate... Is that standard practice?""

""In New Jersey, does the name on your car insurance card have to match the name on your car...?

...registration? My husbands name is on the insurance and I own the car.

When does health insurance kick in when you start a job?

I've never had a job with insurance. I'm hoping that I finally receive my first full time job with a company (I'm a recent grad). I'm in desperate need of health insurance to take tests on my heart but it's so expensive! So if you start a job, usually how long does it take to be able to take advantage of having the health insurance?""

Car insurance car placement?

i'm moving into the city alone, and car insurance is probably going to go up for me. I'm turning 20 this summer. can i do the following: 1. still have insurance under parents so i can pay cheaper while living alone. 2. put my name under an older car with my parents to be at that place, but drive my real car there.""

Can I put someone on my car insurance?

I own a car. I have insurance on the car. Can I put another person who is going to be driving the car regularly on my policy if they are not co-owner of the vehicle?

Insurance to drive?

I'm a college student and I have student health insurance. I just got my permit and I was wondering which insurance I need to get to drive??

Do motorcycle insurance claims have to be noted on car insurance?

i recently renewed my car insurance and stated ive made no claims in last 5 years but 3 years ago i made a claim on motorcycle insurance when my bike was stolen - should I have put this on my car insurance?

What is the best 50cc moped/scooter's around insurence wise?

For my 16th Birthday my dad is going to buy me a second hand moped, I have a budget of 400. I have to pay for my own cbt, licence and insurance. What are the best mopeds when considering insurance? Or are they pretty much all the same? Some friends have told me to avoid the 'Chinese/Japanese' makes if I want to get a good insurance deal, is this true? Are there any other types I should avoid? Thanks so much!""

Insurance when moving to america?

I am a 30 year old woman moving to the united states what kind of insurance cover do i require any companies recommended ?

Do i need ful coverage if i have GAP insurance?

I just financed a new car and i got GAP insurance. Here in California u MUST have insurance on all vehicles. Since i purchased GAP, do i NEED full coverage or will liability be ok?""

Am losing health insurance...?

What are some non employer options? Live in Kansas and am clueless what to do to get insurance. Have 2 kids.... Do they qualify for free insurance? Make too much money to get assistance but not enough to pay for it. Please help. Married and neither of us has affordable employer insurance!

WHo LOVES Mercury Auto insurance and the alien commercials? lol Whats your favorite commercial?

Mercury Insurance rates are soo low that they are run by Aliens from the planet mercury lol This model simulation represents the facility and their landing site lol How about the Comcast Commercials? lol I was super high one time and saw the Turtles and was hellaaa freaked out lol.

Cheapest car insurance company?

i am 27 years old have a pretty good driving record with only 2 violations (speeding, and stop sign) in the past few years. i have a 2000 chevy silverado (strip model, 2 wheel drive, nothing to steal on the inside with 120k on in only worth like 3,000) i only want liability no colision insurence. does anyone know what company through experiance gives the best quotes? i onlly need bear minumum on this truck and only drive it part time.""

Car insurance question?

Ok so im trying to get car insurance on my grand prix. im doing it over the internet and the final rate says a 3166 dollar premium over six months. is that actually what i pay over the six months or is that what i would have to if something happened. what would be my actual cost over hte six months cause that just seems crazy

Bmw 1992 insurance cost?

what is the insurance cost for 1992 bmw 352i???

""If you already have insurance on vehicles, does it cost to add another?""

I already have insurance through my parents and I'm thinking about buying a car for myself (I'm 19 and in college, I have a job) Does it cost more to add another car onto their insurance policy?""

What would be the average income of a part time insurance agent?

I was recently offered a job for when I get out of high school as an insurance agent. The lady said it would be a good job for me to have during college. I have other job offers and am considering this one. I know that in a sales field like this one there are many possibilities on how high or low your income could be, but I was just wondering if anyone had a rough estimate of what I could expect to make as an insurance agent while going to college.""

Cheapest car insurance for first time driver? I'm a girl?

I'm looking for insurance that is as cheap as possible. I'm a 17 year old girl who is currently having driving lessons.

Are there any cheap car insurers for older cars?

I am a 38 yr old woman who has held a license for 20 yrs but has not driven for about 10 yrs. Therefor i have no NCB (No claims bonus) which i can use as it needs to be current or expired for no more than 2 yrs. I have bought a very cheap car for about 300.00 and have looked at insurance but the cheapest so far is around 600.00 which i simply cannot afford. If i could afford to pay that amount i would have obviously bought a car that was worth much more but unfortunately at the moment a cheap car is all we can get. We have been desperate to get a car as i am in a new relationship and my partner has a 13 yr old son who we want to take to lots of lovely places over the summer holidays for some fun. It seems that we will not be able to do it as the insurers are penalising me and im sure lots of other drivers who are sensible drivers but have just not driven in a while for many different reasons - I think this is very wrong! I cant feasibly pay 600.00 for a car that isnt even worth quite half of that - its lydicrous!! Please can someone help me by pointing me in the direction of a cheap insurer who is prepared to insure for the minimum amount. I have read about pay as you go car insurance but dont really know if it is a good option although we ont be doing many miles so i dont know. If anyone has used pay as u go car insurance could u tell me if it is any good please. I hope anybody reading this can help me with the cheapest insurance possible as i am totally deflated at the moment as it has taken us ages to save up enough for the car and tax and what we thought the insurance would be ( we saved another 300.00 for insurance as i thought it would be as much as the car roughly). Thankyou ever so much. Jane.

How long does it usually take to get car insurance?

Hi. I'm an 18 year old teen. Recently obtained my drivers license. But I can't drive yet because I don't have car insurance. I was wondering how long it usually takes to get car insurance as a teen. From researching it tells me it may take as short as 3 days and as long as 7 days. (Business days only of course). I've been waiting for around. 11 business days. Is that normal? I have no idea what the car insurance company my parents are using because they know i'm going to call them and complain. My friends who are...Allstate,Geico,Triple A, ETC. Have told me they got their car insurance in about 3 business days.""

Why the heck is insurance so high?

So I'm 17 trying to get insured on any car from a 1-1.2L DIESEL. I've tried practically everything and it's so expensive. I get quoted 15,000 for a MINI COOPER S and 12,000 for a corsa. The area I live in insurance is low. I passed in july and I really need a car. Any suggestions for cars or insurance?""

How do you renew you social insurance card?

my boyfriend lost his social insurance card and he would like a new one...how does he go about getting one and how much does it cost?

""Just moved into small block of flats,and changing car insurance.?""

Just moved into small block of flats,and changing car insurance. Car is in a brick build car port under the building but shared with another car and among other shared car ports, is this then quoted as being in a car park, unlocked compound or car port?""

Car insurance and business... HELP...?

Hi, I am 17 and am taking my test next week. I am also soon starting an apprenticeship (electrical). At this time I am not sure about transport (if I have to go to company and travel as van passenger or even driver) or if I have to make my own way to jobs. Whichever way a licence will help a lot. If I am just driving to work 4 days a week and college 1 then can I use Social, Domestic and pleasure + commuting to a single place of work or study ? and if I have to drive between jobs then I know I can not use this insurance (correct?) but when looking at business car insurance quotes they seem to be based on me owning the company (which I do not) so what insurance do I need and is there any responsibility on my employers to pay some or all of the insurance if I am driving between jobs? Please can you help... Thanks in advance.""

Are VW Beetles cheap or expensive to insure?

I've been looking into getting a car (I'm 25, female and it will be my first car) and I'm really loving VW Beetles. I'm leaning more towards getting an old one (say around 1970), maybe the convertible version, if I can find one. Either I would restore it myself or buy it already restored... it depends what I can find. On one hand it would be fun to restore it myself and I'd learn a lot, but on the other hand it could become quite costly. I'm just wondering whether or not they are cheap or expensive to insure? I'm thinking they would be fairly cheap? The reason the beetle appeals to me is it's very cute and also they get great gas mileage. I only really drive to and from work, which is about 20 - 30 mins each way. I don't drive long distances. Any info you can give me about beetles, I appreciate it :-) Thank you! (I want a red one!)""

If an unisured driver is at fault in an accident where the other party had full coverage insurance. ?

Does the fully covered drivers insurance sue the non-insured driver?

What car insurance do you have?

Im trying to find one that's cheaper I recently have 21st Century. What's the name of your car insurance and do you like it?

Where can i find the cheapest renter's insurance?

i live near akron ohio and im just looking for cheap renters insurance, so if you know of any places please let me know!""

Would your name show up on car insurance papers if their were to be two people on the insurance?

My dad is the main person on the car insurance and if he was to put me on it, would my name show on the car insurance papers?""

Any reasonable way to get car insurance as a young person?

I'm 18 now, and I've just passed my car test, and bought myself a 2000 Toyota yaris 1Litre (998cc) And have been toying with finding myself some cheap insurance. So far the cheapest I have com accross for me to own my own policy is 2,100 a year, on a car I bought for 600! Obviously I'm doing something wrong. I'm not so keen on having a parent own the policy, as this then results in a loss of building up no claims bonus. I have tried every insurer under the sun, including the co-op smartbox insurance, which still yields unreasonable results.If anyone has any suggestions, I would be thankful Alex""

Anyone know of cheap health insurance?

I am always in the ER but I have no insurance so I would really want to stop paying those expensive bills...

Where can I find an affordable Orthodontist in Seattle/Kirkland/Woodinville area?

Where can I find an affordable Orthodontist in Seattle/Kirkland/Woodinville area?

How much would car insurance cost for me? roughly?

Right, im going to be driving before christmas and i was just wondering, instead of going through all the fiff faff of looking on the internet for a quote. I was just curious, from a very rough idea how much it would cost per year to insure me. Il be a 20 year old guy by the time i pass my test.never driven before. first time on the road.""

Car insurance help...please?

im 17 and im about to get a car from a friend but i wanted to know if my mom can just add the car to her insurance and not say anything about me driving it. then i can drive it and the car will still be insured right? thats basically what im doing right now anyway. i have my permit and im driving my mom's car to practice in, but the insurance company doesnt know that. my friend has his liscense and his parents gave him his own car, but the insurance company doesnt know hes driving it. if he got into an accident, wouldnt his parents insurance cover it since the car is in their name?""

Can I buy a car without car insurance?

Hi, I am trying to purchase myself a Mazda, but after I checked the car insurance quote offered by RBC and other companies, things get ridiculous-the quote calculated my insurance to be more than 5000 per year-that's much more than my car! I am 19 years old and this is my first car. I just got my 5N license in Halifax. I didnt take the drivers course, so can I get my car without insurance? Or can you guys recommend a low-price insurance company? Thanks for helping!""

How much was insurance when you got your first car (UK)?

I know that it is extremely high just after you pass and insurance depends on other things like job and where you live, cos I want to get a car but I have been quoted over 1000 and that's with my parents added as well.""

Where can i get car insurance for under 2000 for my 17 year old son?

just passed his test

How much would an individual health insurance plan cost for me?

Obviously I know it can vary but I just want an idea. I am a female in my 20s and I was wondering what a policy would cost if I didn't go through an employer for health insurance. Can someone provide a ballpark area for the cost? Thank you

Does my insurance go up?

I have my permit and im getting my license soon the insurance already up just adding me but will it go up more if i get my license

Car insurance question?

Ok so im trying to get car insurance on my grand prix. im doing it over the internet and the final rate says a 3166 dollar premium over six months. is that actually what i pay over the six months or is that what i would have to if something happened. what would be my actual cost over hte six months cause that just seems crazy

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/how-much-motorcycle-insurance-cost-me-sibylla-henderson"

[plusduchess]

Swimmer's Back

In 2009, I went shopping for the perfect, perfectly-priced wedding dress with expectations that every magical, tear-jerking, joyful experience I’d ever heard of or saw as to what this process was suppose to be would be mine. Million dollar phrase - “suppose to be”.

My search took me to a little storefront boutique about 20 minutes from my capitol city. It was packed with dresses, and I was sure that my search would end there. And, actually, it did! Just not how I thought it would.

I found a white, sweetheart, semi-mermaid/a-line, lightly beaded, corset-back dress that I could afford. Of course it wasn’t long enough to cover my feet in heels, BUT I had planned on wearing flats anyway in preparation for a long day.

It had just enough train for my liking; nothing I couldn’t turn around in. Not too girly, but made me feel pretty, you know? It was a nice dress. I loved it and was excited! Not teary but excited. The feeling was short-lived.

1st off...I was read.

I had a hard time tying up the back of the dress in the dressing room, so I had to come out and get some help from the shopkeeper - a little white lady with brunette hair and gray roots. I explained to her that it felt like the little dickey piece under the corset wasn’t covering my back properly.

She motioned me to turn around so she could see; I followed directions hoping I had missed some loops because I really wanted this dress to work. Once she was facing my back, this little old lady said, “Aw yeah…you’ve got swimmer’s back.” Very matter of fact, I might add. 

“Swimmer’s back? I don’t even swim like that?” - I thought it was something swimmers catch. #Don’tJudgeMe

She went on to suggest that I should find a bigger, similar piece of fabric and replace the dickey with it. And like a lightbulb: “Is my back that big!?” I had never even thought about it before. I knew I was big/built from the front because of my adolescent and teen life experiences, but my back, too?! I just had never thought about it before.

Then in the same moment: “I really am built like a man.”  Backstory...(cue the wavy circles):

Being tall was not my only problem growing up. Honestly, I don’t think I was nearly as picked on about my height as I was my build OR how my height accentuated my build.

I’ve always been more athletically built and physically stronger than most girls, especially in junior high; but not because of anything I did to get that way. [Exercise? Working out? What's that?] I’m just the epitome of “you yo daddy’s child”. Outside of my boobs, vagina, & uterus, I am a physical version of him and it made me a target in school. 

“She looks lika man” was the most common joan I got from the boys. “Look at her hands...DAMN?! or Her hands bigger than mine?!” The insults got more derogatory with each passing grade as male virginities were lost and 90s rap and R&B lyrics and videos permeated households.

I tried to do things that got the manly attention off of me by being girly, but that was hard for a tomboy such as myself to do. The joans would stop, though, to my surprise. I’d get a few flirts and compliments...but joaned shortly after because showing interest in the man-looking girl was a setup to become the star of a multiple-class and -hallway joan session. That was just too big of a risk for most dudes back then.

...cue in wavy circles! Back to little storefront boutique...

A familiar feeling was looking back at me in the mirror as I stood in my anticipated wedding dress, and I was trying hard not to succumb to it. However, I made sure not to turn around and look at the corset strings again.

2nd off...my momma.

I brought my momma along with me on this trip thinking we’d share some mother-daughter bonding and a potential mother-daughter moment if I found my dress. But if you know me, my momma, and/or both of us collectively...you know our perceptions of style is pretty much Glossy verse Matte. She’s glamtastic. I’m simplistic. It’s been that way since I first voiced my clothing preference over hers as a kid. So I have no idea why I had my Walt Disney shades on this day!? 

Not only was she not moved by the dress, she told me “that’s not the one...you need to keep looking.” I can’t say I was surprised, but...them damn Disney shades! I KNOW MY MOMMA! I just hoped that we’d share the excitement (and potential tears) over my dress like it happened on tv. #LIES

So...at this point...not only have I caught swimmer’s back, but my dress didn’t give me and my momma a moment. I was over it. Still going to buy the dress, but definitely over this experience. I thought I looked nice in it. I felt nice in it. AND I COULD AFFORD IT! So I bought it.

Remembering

From that day until the wedding, I would randomly try on the dress because I liked it so much! But the happiness of each faux fitting was conflicted by my contracted swimmer’s likeness.

One time, I really took notice of myself - my body...front and back, head to toe, in and out of the dress. I noticed [and critiqued] everything: old stretchmarks, new stretchmarks, symmetric inconsistencies; how wide my shoulders were, my hands and feet; how effortlessly toned my muscles were, and how hipless I was. The joans from 1994-2000 replayed on the big screen.

“I really am built to be the female version of a male basketball player.”

This caused me to start second-guessing my wedding dress, so I continued shopping. In the process of a Google search, I ran across a body-type chart similar to this one:

except it had a description of the type of people who commonly fit each category. I remember seeing: “athletes - basketball, baseball, swimmers...” under the Inverted Triangle category.

The caricature of this category looked the most like me, and people had deemed those professions my future since I was little. So. If it walks like a duck...it’s an inverted triangle. This was the first time that junior high was officially solidified in my adulthood. Can’t say it made me feel any better about my physique [because I wanted hips], but at least I had a name for it?!

Shortly after this, I was watching something about the 2008 Summer Olympics, and it was featuring the men’s swim races, particularly Michael Phelps. I watched his physique. Long limbs, triangularly inverted body shape, big hands, and wide backs...all just like mine. I had never paid attention to swimmers’ physiques until that moment, and I thought: “Wow?” I started to feel myself body-shaming myself on the permissions of 1994-97 and the little old shopkeeper.

I ultimately stuck with the dress, because all the other alternatives were too high! PLUS, I really liked the dress! I don’t know how I made it through my wedding day feeling beautiful, but I did. The negative body images were there; but I think I was too caught up in the excitement of marrying my friend, to dwell on it.

Reframing residue.

Those junior high comments do still effect me 20+ years later. Not nearly as intense, but in a residue form. For instance, the joans from back then (and some other life lies) crippled me in knowing how to receive genuine compliments. That’s a new muscle that I work on daily. Not the easiest thing in the world for me to do. It’s work. I mean...it was junior high where these insecurities took root, so it has taken time and maturity [and other life experiences] to show me me differently.

What I’ve had to do is practice checking myself by changing the way that I appreciate my physique...appreciate my self:

“But are you dead, though?! You got a working back, don’t you!? What is you tripping fah?”; “…but you have the ability of your limbs, right? You need to be saying ‘THANK YOU LORD!! Get cho’self tahgetha, because there’s nothing you can do about it but dress it up and embrace it.”

Now the thing that I had to realize - for my situation - is that I pretty much had to be self-reliant in my own self-love success. DUH - I know, but let me explain. It’s fairly easy to take a rode that’s already been mapped out, and difficult in the contrast. So because I was never really taught how to find inner strength, I struggle while creating my own.

You see, there were no women around built like me to be physically self-empowered by. There was no Google, or Pinterest, or internet accessibility as it is today; so all I had was magazines and TV, which definitely did not have a my build on or in them. Yeah, I could’ve looked towards WNBA stars, but I was determined not to fulfill the pre-determined destiny of being a basketball player. I just didn’t think that was my future. So - in certain moments - it was hard not seeing myself as my peers had seen me. A manly girl.

There was no one around to counter the beginnings of my insecurities back then. I didn’t have anyone/-thing combating the hormonal attics I got daily, or my growing, toxic notions resulting from them. In all fairness, being an introvert, nobody for real knew my internalization. My momma tried to encourage me as she saw me chased down and punch every boy who teased me; but she’s a femininely built 5′4″ woman that has no problem finding EVERYTHING in her size...no way she could understand my plight?!

So when I say it takes work to unlearn a toxic, habitual way of thinking about yourself? Bay-bae...that’s what I mean! But anything worth having is worth fighting for.

Luckily, I’ve learned how to practice mentally telling myself “#EffYourBeautyStandards”. AGAIN, IT’S WORK...but it is the key! Once you do that more often than you think negatively of yourself, everything else has to line up. Will line up. I have not mastered this practice, but rather I’m mastering it with everyday of my life.

I’m in a better headspace about my body than I was back then - the past and the present “back then”. I do still want hips, though!! BUT not to balance out the width of my back anymore, but rather so I can be bomb approaching people in my razorback, midi bodycon dresses a*k*a my favorites!

Funny that some of those same guys that built their joan sessions around me back then have flirted with me in some capacity since junior high. I’ve also been told that some of the standbyers who laughed really didn’t see anything wrong with my build. Can’t say it made me feel any better, but it did show me just how stupid boys are. :-P So embrace yourself. Your opinion is ultimately all that matters. Especially to your Self. That’s how a manly-built, swimmer’s back can become a fashion designer’s canvas.

- Love, Duchess💋

[prorevenge]

Destroy my childhood, ruin my chance at college, and laugh when I said I was homeless? Lol cool, I'll ruin your f*cking life.

warning: this is a VERY long story with few updates and TL:DR at the end.

BACKSTORY: My mother was a really shitty person. I have 4 other siblings. One older sister, 3 way younger, 3 different dads. Before I was born (im a male btw), my oldest sister was taken away from my mother when she was a few months old because she tried to stab/slice the father of my sister WHILE HE WAS HOLDING HER. She lost custody and the dude left her. Older sister goes to live with her fathers family in a different city. CUE LIL OL ME COMING INTO THIS SEXY WORLD. My dad went to jail 2-3 years after I was born for a while, I rarely saw him. He's an alcoholic if that matters. She was a single mother but she made it work and she worked hard. One of the bigger problems was that she took out all her aggression and hatred of my father on me as well as work stress and etc. She dealt with sexual abuse growing up which I'm sure definitely affected her relationships and how she treated me as well. Anyways...

Cue me being abused from the age of 4-5 to about 17. Every day was hell. She was extremely strict and her perspective was warped. She was also pretty big in stature and had alot of strength. Examples of her being shitty: I've gotten beaten up badly once because HER room was dirty. The dishes weren't washed and I got beaten soon as I got home, even if there weren't dishes when I left to school. If i walked too loud, id get my ass beat. She broke my nose for looking at her the wrong way on my 10th birthday when she brought me a cake I was allergic too(It had peanuts, she knows im slightly allergic but feigned ignorance..) It was more or less every day or every other day. She used her fists/elbows/extension cords/hangers/chairs/canes/bats/etc. Whatever she could find I was getting beaten with. I couldn't ever escape to my room for long because she would always call me every few minutes to get her things or to yell at me. She never drank or did drugs or anything. Whenever she was upset and I happened to be in front of her she'd kick me down the stairs to make me hurry up. She's put a knife to my neck before and had to be forcibly stopped by her bf of the time. Burned my Christmas presents from other people (she didnt get me anything that year) and just other really shitty things. The only thing I will say, she tried really hard to make up for it with video games and electronics and etc. It didn't make a difference to me though, it never helped.

She controlled most aspects of my life. I got by with little petty revenges. Peeing in the Lipton iced tea she drank. Rubbing her forks and spoons between ny buttcheeks before i served her dinner. Ignoring her screams for help when she had kidney stones (how tf am i supposed to help anyways??) But by the time i got to highschool I turned to alcohol. I resented her and the negative atmosphere affected who I was as a person. I started to be cold and uncaring. Calculated. She started kicking me out every few months telling me to find somewhere else to live by age 15. She sent me away to a different country for a year and tried to keep my passport but I made it back to the US with the help of the embassy and my step father (she'd already left by that time and found some other dude). I came back senior year with no credits for the prior grade which ended with me getting a GED. I spent most of the time i could with my best friend and started working shitty jobs. I was terrible at saving as i had accumulated loads of shitty habits while growing up so it didnt make much difference. She eventually told me that If i went to college, I would ALWAYS have a place to live until I finished. Cue my first 2 semesters at a 2 year college, I maintained a 3.7ish gpa. My teachers loved me and it was my escape. Towards the end of my 2nd semester during finals, i came home late one night around 10pm and my mother yanks the door open screaming in my face asking when I'll move out. I'm slightly drunk and decide to completely ignore her and walk to my room. If I opened my mouth, that day would be the day I blew up and cursed her out. I've rarely ever raised my voice at her because it never ended well. Now at this point im 19 and I've been doing school full time with no savings. Im also fairly fit and could easily take my mom at this point (Never laid a hand on her or any woman, i hate violence). I get to my room, she rips my door open, and starts yelling. I say nothing and stare at her. She walks away and called the police on me saying she thought id murder her and my younger siblings. I don't know where the fuck she got that idea from as she's the one who's nearly killed me many times.

I packed everything into a duffle bag and left 5 minutes afterwards. I failed all of my finals because I couldn't make it to my school. Things kinda spiraled and the next 2-3 years were me on and off homeless. I survived the best I could in a big city with no college degree and made a lot of shitty choices due to my shitty habits. Eventually i found a profitable hobby that gave me meaning and through that i started to work my way up. Got my own apartment, had a full time job, and did my hobby on the side. I hadn't kept up contact with my mother at all but my younger sister who was old enough to have a phone found me on social media so i saw photos and such, she didn't have it anywhere near as bad but she did get beaten occasionally. My mother reached out via email all smiles asking how I've been. Now guys, ive always been envious of the relationship most ppl have with their moms so I gave her a chance and gave her a call. We talked for a few minutes and everything was civil and seemed like things would go okay but then...

She asked me what I've been up to the last few years and I told her honestly, that I was homeless for a while and struggled a lot after what she did to me but I worked my way out of it. SHE LITERALLY LAUGHS. She laughed for a few seconds in a very condescending kinda chuckle and then said "I never did a thing to you so you don't know what abuse is! its your own damn fault you were homeless. So how about yo-" but by that point I hung up. I was speechless and fuming. I don't know what abuse is? OKAY BITCH. IVE SPENT TOO FUCKING LONG LETTING YOU DESTROY MY SANITY. NOW IS THE TIME.

There was a few things my mother didn't know. One, I knew for a fact that current well paying job she had was gotten on lies as she never got her college degree and lied about it on her resume. Two, I had access to all of her email accounts and cloud storage accounts since I was the one that set them up when I was younger and she never changes her passwords. Lastly, she DEFINITELY wasn't aware that from 13yrs old and onto the last time she hit me I took photos of ALL my bruises/marks/wounds/bloody noses saving them to my computer and then google drive. ON TOP OF THAT, my little sister had been sending me photos via social media of the bruises she got from my mom.

The first thing I did was compile ALL of those photos/videos into one folder. I then reached out to CPS in my city and explained that my siblings were being abused, how I was abused in the past, and that I had mountains of proof. Since ive called the cops on my mother before AND the thing that happened with my older sister, there was immediately a home visit. They arrived almost a day later with the police and coincidentally my mother was literally in the process of beating my younger sister when they were knocking. Cue an Emergency removal of all my siblings from the house and my mother getting arrested though she was released hours later. (I was getting a day to day play by play because my mothers best friend is a blabber mouth and everything my mother said she told her son who relayed it to me without either of their knowledge.) I sent CPS all the evidence and there's a legit case against my mother now. The next day I emailed and then called up her job to inform them that she had lied about having a very necessary college degree as well current events in her life which sparked a background check. She was fired days later. Say adios to 75k and a blacklist in the only industry you know how to work. I then spitefully deleted every cloud account and email address I ever made for her, which was all of them which im sure will make keeping up with alot bills and etc nearly impossible. I then anonymously reported her to the IRS because of the tax fraud she committed for years by claiming people's children that weren't hers with ALOT of detailed information since I lived with her while she did it.

So now, my mother lost all her kids and her job. Im meeting with a caseworker from CPS next week to talk more about what happens moving forward but I do know they're NOT going back. Idk how she's gonna pay her mortgage now and survive. I'm sure she's gonna get a call from the IRS who'll be looking for a few thousand dollars she owes them. She also has to go back to court in a few months, not exactly sure what she was charged with but ill update when I find out how everything turns out.

Side Note: She isn't aware im the cause of any of this. I plan on keeping tabs on her and waiting until it seems like she's close to death before I tell her it was all me and I peed in her Lipton.

Updates:

1) I am psychologically not in the position to take care of my younger siblings or take on a parental role. I came very close to suicide 2 years ago and im just trying to work on my alcohol problem and other habits that keep me in a cycle of instability. No I haven't been to any programs or therapy, I don't think it will help me in regards to my nearly constant apathy and etc.

2) My 2 youngest siblings weren't really bothered much. It was mostly my little sister after I left who got beatings but luckily it wasn't anything near the level I had to deal with.

3) Im also incapable of taking custody because I don't have an apartment anymore due to bad decisions I made while drinking recently. So I'm back to homeless but I crash with a friend once in a awhile. I am very well aware I am an influence on my younger siblings and I'm trying to stay consistent with doing everything I can to be a better and more stable person for them so that maybe I can finally build a real relationship with someone in my family. I'm sorry to disappoint everyone who keeps wishing me more success.

4) Aside from my little siblings, I have zero contact with anyone else in my family. And even then, its been very rare because I had to avoid my mother to see them and didn't want her knowing i kept in contact (Meeting my little sister after school, facetime, etc). The rest of my family were well aware of what she did and distanced themselves. I don't plan on reaching out to them as im not good at maintaining relationships with mostly anyone anyways.

TL;DR - My mother abuses me badly for most of my life as well as my younger siblings. I have to drop out of college and support myself after she drove me to homelessness. She proceeds to laugh at me about me being homeless and denys abuse. So I ruined her life by getting my younger siblings removed and her arrested, making her lose her job, reported her to the IRS, and essentially set her up so that the remainder of her life is full of disaster and hardships.

(source) (story by howbout_that_lipton)