Summary: You were just a pre-school teacher, a simple dream that came true as you always adored children. But what you didn’t know, was how one child and her very special father would change you dream forever.
AN: mAN THIS ONE IS A LONG ONE BUT EEEEK ITS MY FAV PART SO ENJOY GUYS!!!
Readjusting your hat on your head, you rested a hand on your hip before wiping away the sweat that trickled down the side of you face. Who would’ve known that the day you had planned a field trip for the kids was the day of the record highest temperature your city had seen in the last decade.
Clearly you didn’t, because here you were with twenty sweaty, hungry and excited children all screaming and attacking you at once.
“Ms.L/N! Ms.L/N?! MS.L/N~” the children yelled, snapping you out of your trance, the heat making your head spin.
Looking down at the two children tugging at your skirt, they pointed towards the playground nearby and begged, “Can we all go play at the playground over there Ms.L/N? Please~” as they continued to put on their puppy faces, knowing well enough how irresistible they were to you.
Sighing, you nodded and immediately after, the rest of the children followed the two, running towards the playground and attacking the swings, slides and see-saws with all their might.
“Be careful! And don’t figh- Minjae-ah! Get off Eunhae!” you yelled in exasperation, picking up your bag and trudging your way to the playground ahead. Finding a spot in the shade, under a big tree, you set down your stuff on the bench beside it.
Taking a walk around, you made sure all your kids were playing together, none of them hurting one another or themselves, at the least.
After you finished breaking up a fight over the sandbox, got a screaming kid off the monkey bars who was too afraid to let go and trying your hardest to calm down a crying child who accidentally stepped on an ant and killed it, you went to sit under a large oak tree, wanting to be away from the blinding sun.
Why are children so difficult to handle? you helplessly thought to yourself as you momentarily laid back against the tree trunk, your eyes fluttering close.
Just then you felt something wet stain your arm.
As you peeked your eyes open, you looked up to see a crow sitting on a branch as it blinked at you, making you slowly look down to your right arm.
“You did not.” you gasped as you looked back up at the crow and down at the large pool of shit it left on your arm.
After blinking at your for a bit, almost mockingly, it flew away making you mutter a couple words you knew you shouldn’t have said with all these children around.
As you made your way to the bench where all your stuff were, you pulled out your water bottle and washed the sticky mess from your arm. Casually looking around the playground, you started to make a mental count of all your kids, when suddenly your eyes went wide.
Series Summary: You knew that married life with an idol would be challenging. You just didn’t know that it would be this challenging.
Word Count: 1309
The wind blew the leaves across the pastel orange skyline. The blades of the grass swayed back and forth following the patterns of the whisking air. He stared at the lone tree in the middle of the field as the atmosphere turned into something bittersweet.
“Papa?” Her small hand was encased in his, “Papa…are those shoes for the tree?” He chuckled as he gazed down at the young child. He was amused by her innocence,
“No, those shoes already have an owner.”
“Who, papa?” The young girl looked up curiously at her father waiting for some type of answer. He licked his lips and gulped. A tinge of sadness twinkled in his eyes.
“So you’re left alone in the house with Taehyung while Mika is gone away for a business trip?” My best friend, Jungkook, repeated the words I had previously told him which made me nod. “That does’t sound so bad…I don’t now why you’re worrying so much, you don’t have Mika to tell you what to do or boss you around anymore”
“Unnie doesn’t boss me around Jungkook” I spoke, which earned me a look from him. “She doesn’t. She’s just really overprotective and wants what’s best for me”
“By bossing you around”
“Jungkook” I warned him. Jungkook laughed and nudged my side playfully before turning back to his work, scribbling a few notes down from the board at front. I nibbled on the lid of my pen as I began to think of last nights events. The delivery boy, the movie, saying he was mine, the nearly kiss. Would he have went through with it if Mika didn’t call? Probably not.
“What are you thinking about?” Jungkook brought me out of my thoughts, making me jump as he placed his hand on my arm to grab my attention.
Long reaction for Changkyun, Shownu, Wonho, and Minhyuk? How would they react if you suffered from a restrictive eating disorder and were at a low weight for a long time, but now you are in recovery and gaining a lot of weight? How would they react to you being chubby and healthy, but unhappy and struggling? Thank you so much ♡
Warning!! This is a sensitive topic so please be aware of the text below. Also, the ask box is open! However, only for a little bit if I get a lot of asks. Especially with the long reactions because they take up a lot of time.
Shownu - It was your biannual physical examination. You tend to dread it due to the amount of time it took up, but otherwise managed to get through. This time, Shownu decided to tag along because… he’s Shownu. Plus, he didn’t have anywhere else to go and wanted to ask your doctor for health programs. As you sat on the examination bed, swinging your legs back and forth, blowing out air as you looked around the room. He sat on a lower chair against the wall with the window behind him, staring off into space as you both waited for the doctor. “Are you okay?” He suddenly looked up at you with questioning eyes. “Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” You felt suspicious, wondering if your boyfriend knew about your condition. With an eating disorder that built up over the span of a few years, you felt unhappy with yourself– even after overcoming it. With self-motivation, you began eating again, but the satisfaction and gaining of a normal weight still didn’t seem to make you feel better. “Ah, hello there. We ran the normal procedures for you and it seemed you had an eating disorder in the past, if that is okay to say?” The doctor came in with a clipboard, which made Shownu freeze up and stare at you. “You…had an eating disorder? Why didn’t you tell me?” You shook your head at the doctor, not wanting to stir up any conflicts. “I’m getting better, but, yes I will admit that I didn’t tell you. Simply because I didn’t want you to worry, and it happened before we were dating.” You tried to calm him down as best as possible, but at that point, he couldn’t embarrass you in public. “I see. As long as you’re eating healthier and exercising well, I can’t see any problems with your recovery. However, from your records, I can only infer that your slow and steady recoveries doesn’t seem to make you happy as of right now. I will let you talk it out with your boyfriend over here before I come back and run some more tests.” You nodded as he left, leaving the two of you alone. “I know. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about this. You must be angry at me.” You fiddled with your fingers, wondering what he could be feeling right now. “If you’re unhappy, tell me. If you’re struggling with something, let me help you. I’m not angry, but if this kind of thing happens again, please, please tell me. I worry for you.” “I will.”
Wonho - Wonho picked you up from your house, waiting for you to come downstairs as he waited at your doorstep. He didn’t think nothing of it as you stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes. He thought you were just fixing yourself up. After a few minutes, you were still in front of the mirror when he asked, “Are you alright? You look very beautiful, my dear.” Wonho, your boyfriend, came over and wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your cheek for reassurance. “I’m okay.” You stated. However, he didn’t brush it off as nothing. “You don’t seem happy. Are you sure?” “Yeah! I’m okay. Really.” You were about to leave and grab your phone when he held onto your hand and brought you back in front of the mirror. He looked at the both of you in the reflection, staring, looking at every curve you had, your cheeks, eyes, lips, everything he could see in front of him. “What do you see?” He asked, voice changing from serious to a soft, gentle sound. You gazed at your body, slowly getting the message that he wasn’t joking around. “Someone who is struggling to recover and isn’t satisfied with them self. Flaws. Differences. Someone you wouldn’t date.” You didn’t realize you were creating a pity party for yourself, but you couldn’t stop. “And what do I see?” Wonho wrapped his arms around your waist once again, resting his chin on your shoulder. He was wearing a white button up with sleeves that threatened to fall past his elbows as they were rolled up. Long, dark blue jeans that fit his physique well with the bottoms tucked into black boots that might have costed him a fortune. You admired his style. You only wore a sweatshirt, snapback, and jeans which you thought took you ten minutes to push your legs into. How different the two of you looked at that moment. “What I see in the mirror is someone I cherish, someone I hold close to in my heart. Despite the flaws and differences, they’re perfect in my eyes. I don’t discriminate or judge but I appreciate those traits. They’re everything to me. I can always help you with your problems, I’m not just someone who hangs out with you everyday.” “I understand, and I love you.” You wanted him to stop with all the compliments and the romance because at that point, you were about to miss your reservations. “I love you too.”
Minhyuk - Minhyuk sat across from you on the grass, one leg stretched out in front of him while the other was propped up, supporting the weight of his elbow. You were just sitting cross-legged, grabbing the picnic basket near you. Rather a sunny, beautiful, and peaceful day, the two of you managed to find a spot in a flat, grassy field with trees circling all around, giving you two privacy. He admired you from all angles, grinning as you set the boxed food onto the blanket beneath you. Kimbap, pocky, brownies, strawberries, gyeran-mari (rolled omelet), and jumeok-bap (rice balls) were brought out. Quite a lot of food, you thought while unconsciously making a questioning look. “Gwenchana?” Minhyuk’s face turned into concern as you hesitantly grabbed a pair of chopsticks and went for the kimbap. You nodded in response, hoping to take his mind off of your issues. After trying to recover from an eating disorder, you had been on a strict diet regarding what you could and could not eat, especially processed sugary foods. You tried hard not to look at the confections Minhyuk made before your picnic, which led you to slowly eat the other foods you made earlier. What you didn’t notice was how Minhyuk made the occasional glance to see your pained expression. He placed down his chopsticks and sighed, causing you to look up, shocked to see him do so. “If there’s anything that I would beg you not to do, is to lie to me.” Minhyuk’s face hardened, clouded with concern but also the fear of not knowing what he was thinking behind that mask. “What do you mean?” As if you were trying to act oblivious. He paused for a moment, rethinking his thoughts before saying, “Don’t think I don’t notice how unhappy you’ve been. I may not know what it’s like to recover from your condition, but it doesn’t mean I can’t help, okay? It’s not healthy to keep something that’s been hurting you in. Why can’t you tell me about this?” The silence hung tight in the few minutes that came. You asked yourself the same thing in your head, over and over again. Why didn’t you tell him? Who else would he tell? “I don’t know. I’m struggling. With everything.” “I know you’ve been eating more, and I’m proud of you. But you’re being too harsh with yourself. Take the small achievements you make and make them worth while. And I like it when you’re chubby. You look cute when you eat.” Minhyuk leaned over and touched your cheek before resuming with his meal. “Why don’t we play the Pocky game afterwards? It’s fun, I promise.”
I.M - You watched I.M hold his hands together and closing his eyes, praying before eating the take out he bought for the two of you. It was the usual: fried chicken, pickled radishes, kimbap, and some beer, but he already knew you didn’t like to drink it so he decided to keep it for himself. After a couple of minutes, it was eating time. You two watched Running Man on the television, engrossed into the variety show for the next half an hour. “It’s really good this time!” You continuously dug into the dishes, barely stopping for a break. That brought to I.M’s attention when the program switched to commercial, turning his head to grab a piece of radish. “I’m not one to say, but I worry that you’re going to get a stomachache if you keep eating that quickly.” You paused, your mouth still stuffed with chicken. Gradually you placed down your chopsticks and wiped your mouth with a napkin, hoping to wipe away the guilty feelings as well. I.M stared at you, unsure as to what you were doing. You couldn’t talk, or even feel like you were breathing at that moment. “I’m really sorry, did I say something I shouldn’t have?” He couldn’t look at you anymore, only diverging his gaze somewhere where he didn’t meet your eyes. Changkyun went silent before you spoke up. “No. In fact, I should’ve known all along. I know recovery should be a process but why don’t I feel happy. I’m eating, aren’t I?” Now you couldn’t bear to give him eye-contact. You began wrapping up the food, no wanting to say another word. “I can make you happier. You don’t have to force yourself to eat just because of your eating disorder. I know it might have come out weird, but like you said, it’s a process. Take it slow and easy. No one is pushing you and I’m certainly not going to let you push yourself with this. We’ll just let it go for this night, but I’ll help you this time, okay? Trust me. Now open wide, ah…” I.M patted your head and mimicked an ‘o’ with his mouth, trying to get you to eat the kimbap. “There you go. You look like a squirrel when you eat; it’s cute.”
Characters: Pride x Reader, Patton, Sebastian, Percy, LaSalle, Gibbs, Tony, McGee, Mitch
Word Count: 1,923
Warnings: angst, fluff, death of a douche
A/N: This is Part 2 to @flufy07‘s request! I hope you all enjoy! Part 1 in case you need that link! I love you all so much! <3
Pride stared at the picture of you on his phone. He found himself missing your smile and your laugh even more. How did this happen? Who let this happen? More importantly, why was this happening? He couldn’t just sit at his desk waiting for an update, he needed answers. Gibbs would be here soon and they were no closer to finding a single thing that would help them.
As soon as Pride walked into the forensic scientist’s lab, Sebastian pulled up his results. He didn’t want to waste any time, knowing you didn’t have much time, if any. “Okay so the blood from the glass, was in fact [Y/N]’s,” Sebastian informed Pride. “But the blood spatter on the wall, wasn’t. I didn’t have much to work with, but I can tell you for a fact, that it is not [Y/N]’s.”
Big Bang Reacts To You Being Cute So They Kiss You
Hey guys, so this is my first Big Bang reaction. I hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know what you think and I’m open for any requests. Thank you!
(I STILL DON’T OWN ANY OF THESE GIFS OR PICTURES, I SIMPLY FOUND THEM ON GOOGLE!)
Reaction: You do something cute so they kiss you.
TOP was invited to a private art show, so of course, you were his plus one. While the art was very interesting, he couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering to your face. Your expression of fascination as you admire the paintings calls to him.
He knows that you’re not as interested in art as he is, but he appreciates that you came with him. His fingers intertwine with yours as he pulls you closer. You shoot him a questioning look but he just shakes his head at you.
Some time later, you finally leave the show. You’re feet are killing you after hours of standing in heels. Once in the car, you sigh in relief and kick off your heels, massaging your feet. TOP gets into the driver’s seat and grabs your chin, pulling you into a short but deep kiss.
“What was that about?” you ask breathlessly as he leans his forehead against yours.
“Thank you for coming with me,” he replies, stroking your cheek one last time before starting the car.
It was your first time meeting Taeyang’s parents, and things seemed to be going well. You were helping his mother cook dinner, although she tried to insist that you were a guest. Taeyang was watching tv with his father while they talked. Every once in a while, he peeks in on you and his mother. You’re talking quietly to each other, working side by side. It makes him so happy that you ad his mother are getting along.
“I hope that he’s treating you well,” his mother says as she stirs the rice, making sure that it’s not clumping up.
“He’s wonderful,” you say, smiling softly,” He’s always kind and very considerate of others.”
“The only other person he talks about as highly as he talks about you is Jiyong-ah,” she pats your shoulder softly.
“And you,” you add, glancing up to see Taeyang watching you both with a smile on his face. His mother excuses herself as Taeyang approaches you. He pulls you into a warm kiss.
“Thank you,” he murmurs, his signature eye smile melting your heart.
“You know I love you, right?” G-Dragon begs, a pout spreading across his lips. You roll your eyes and cover his mouth with your hand.
“Not happening, Ji. It’s my turn to pick the movie,” you say, kissing his forehead before getting up and putting in a scary movie.
You move to sit beside him but he pulls you into his lap, his chin on your shoulder. His face burrows inbetween your shoulder blades during the scary parts.
At some point during the movie, with his face burrowed in your back and his warm arms around your waist, you fall asleep. G-Dragon turns the movie off as soon as he feels the change in your breathing.
He getnly lowers you both onto the couch, wrapping his arms around you as his face burrows into your hair. You stir slightly, turning in his arms and snuggling into his chest.
“I love you, Ji,” you whisper sleepily.
“I love you too,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against yours softly.
The last few weeks have been difficult for Daesung. He has been working long hours with very little time to sleep or relax. He finally got a day off, so you took the day off of work to try and pamper him for a little while. It’s hard to be a ball of sunshine when you’re so stressed, and it was definitely taking it’s toll on him.
You get up early and make him breakfast, deciding that breakfast in bed was a good way to start the day. You set the tray on the bedside table and perch beside him, smiling gently.
You run your fingers over his features softly. Your finger runs down his nose and over both of his cheeks before tracing his lips. A butterfly kiss on the tip of your finger causes you to freeze.
“Good morning, baby,” he says quietly, sleep still heavy in his voice.
“I made you breakfast,” Your fingers run through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes. He pulls you into a soft kiss.
“That’s a proper good morning,” he says teasingly, sitting up.
The music in the bar is loud as you cuddle with Seungri in the VIP section. This is usually pretty easy to do when you own the bar, of course. Seungri pulls you to the dance floor, your drinks long forgotten.
You dance close together, his hands resting on your hips. You don’t tend to go out like this very often, since you’re not much of a club person, but you know that Seungri loves it so you tolerate it every once in a while.
An hour later, you’re tired and your feet are killing you. Even Seungri can tell that it would be best for you both to go home. His arm wraps around your waist tightly as he pulls you into a taxi.
You slump against his shoulder, falling asleep. With some difficulty, he gets you into your apartment and ready for bed. He tucks you in, brushing your hair out of your face.
“Aish. Why are you so cute, Jagi?” he presses his lipts to yours gently.
Hands curled around the glass, you took your eyes away from
the broken fragments of ice swimming in your drink and looked at Jiwon. He
raised a hand to call the bartender and told him his order.
You pushed your body from the crooked posture you had and tilted
your head as you looked at his form. “That’s must be expensive,” you muttered
at him before taking a sip of your drink. He seemed sceptical about what you
were talking about so you gestured to his suit.
“Ah, this?” Jiwon patted the invisible dirt on his shoulder
and shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. It was a gift.”
“Of course,” you nodded.
Done with mixing Jiwon’s drink, the bartender placed the
glass in front of him. Jiwon mumbled a soft thanks before tasting it. He
scrunched his face as he felt it burn his throat. Placing the glass back on the
counter, he wiped his lips. He propped his elbow on the counter and leaned the
right side of his body on it. “So, where’s Minho?” He asked, smiling at you.
Request: Hi!! Can I get a scarlet heart ryeo scenario for Wang Eun? (:
Eun eyes were wide as everything at the just born baby “why does the baby look so gross?” he asks. You turned to him out of breath and overly sweaty with glare,‘was that all he had to say?’ you askes yourself, he was disgusted with you baby’s out of womb appearance and he didn’t ask about yours or the baby’s conditions. “I want to be alone” you told him. He looked at you with shock “what? Why?” he asks “leave me alone” you spoke as he was ushered out by the servants who were assisting the doctor. You smiled as you heard the doctor mention you and Eun have a son. You were handed your small son “hello Wang Kon” you spoke taking his light features in as your eyes began to water.
As soon as he was out he was bombarded by his brothers asking him about the baby “she gave birth then she kicked me out” Eun pouted. “What did you do?” Baek-ah ask “all I did was say was the baby looked gross-” he was hit by his brother “do you even know the gender?” Jung was asked “well no she kicked me out before they brought the baby back” Eun said. “Did you hold her hand?” Won askes “she almost broke my fingers” Eun protested grasping his fingers remembering the pain.
“She was pushing out a baby. I think you should have taken it for her” Wook says. “Hard to believe he’s the first of us to have one of those” Yo says as they all nod. Eun smiled “Y/N and I enjoy our time together” he spoke “you won’t be having that for awhile she’s gonna be taking care of your child” Wook states as Eun’s smile drops. “But we just started” he protests. Your first night as a married couple proved that you two were highly fertile and there was the proof, your first child.
You cooed lightly at the small boy who looked terrified of his new world “I know this world is scary but you have a family to keep you safe” you whisper to Kon running your fingers over his black wisps of hair. Soon you heard the door open “jagi” you heard as you rolled your eyes “Y/N can I come in and meet the baby. You kicked me out before I could know the gender” Eun spoke. “You were too disgusted by your son’s appearance to check” you said as he smiled. “You said son. We have a boy?” he says as he rushes over “Wang Kon” he says as he sits down on the edge of the bed. Kon was the name you discussed for a boy and Choa was the name if you were to have a daughter.
“I’m sorry I’m not useful during your labor. I just didn’t know what to do and I didn’t want to screw something up that could be damaging yours and Kon’s health” he tells you as you give him a sad smile. You reach up and grabbed his face as he leans down and gives you a kiss. “Hold your son” you inform as he said “can I hold him?” at the same time. Smiling you sat up and past Kon over to his father. “Welcome home Kon. I’m very glad you’re here” he coos.
“This is my boy” Eun spoke proudly showing his brothers his now two week old. You wanted to show them Kon the day after he was born but Eun wanted you out of bed first. “Ah took you long enough” Jung tells his brother but Eun seemed to ignore the comment “Wang Kon, he’s a happy baby. He really doesn’t cry unless he’s hungry or needs changed” Eun babbled on while you sat behind him listening to him go on. “He also really likes toys. He smiles when I bring him a ball but Y/N usually takes it and tosses it away” Eun pouts “he’s too young” you say as he turns “a boy is never too old or too young to enjoy a ball” he says turning to you.
Kon was soon taken from him by his uncle Wook unknown by Eun who was holding him while the two of you began bickering. “Our son will have toys” he spoke “yes, when he’s older” you tell him “I barely have a say in Kon and I want him to have toys now” he spoke stomping his foot. You gave him a look “I’m standing my ground” he told you slightly scared “next week I will give him a toy and you won’t stop me” he says crossing his arms. Then he realized Kon wasn’t in them and started looking around catching glance of Kon being surrounded by his many uncles.
Kon stared up at them searching for the only male face he knew when he wasn’t able to see it his face changed. “Is he alright?” Won asked only to be startled by the loud cries from Kon. Eun quickly stepped over. Once he came into Kon’s teary vision he stopped crying almost instantly. “He seems to know well who is father is” Baek-ah spoke patting his brother’s shoulder. “Kon knows who I am” Eun mumbles to himself a large smile on his face the whole time. To think two short weeks ago Wang Kon wasn’t as big of an impact on Eun as he is now.
“No you don’t understand; it gives completely wrong values. Gabriella
and Troy just show up and play a shitty song and win, whereas the two who
actually worked for it are made fun of and seen as these horrible people. It
fucks up the work ethic.”
“Calum it’s just a children’s movie.”
“It’s never just something Y/N,” he says seriously.
“I just don’t think that much thought was put into it,” you shake your
head, unable to hide a smile at how worked up he’s getting over fucking High
This is exactly the kind of thing that’s got your heart beating a tad
too quickly whenever he walks into a room, your gaze lingering a little too
long on him whenever he smiles, laughing a bit too loud whenever he tells a
Taehyung: Oh, you’re here? You look really pretty today. Did you dress up like this to see me? The weather’s great to go on a date. But do you know what today is? You couldn’t have forgotten, right?
Q. What’s today’s occasion? 1. Sure~ It’s our second year anniversary~ 2. Oh… Um… I don’t know, are we getting any parcels…?
(MC asked Jin and he replied he would choose No.1 because he’s a serious guy. V chose No.1)
Namjoon:It feels really nice today… Right? Oh, your shoelace is undone. Let me tie it for you. (Looks at you while he ties the shoelace)
Q. How would you react to Rap Monster tying your shoelace? 1. (Feeling shy) We’ve been dating for 2 years now and you’re still tying my shoelace~ 2. Thanks darling. 3. Next time I should wear shoes without shoelaces 4. You startle and hit his chin with your knee.
(Fans screamed No.4 and Suga replied “Many are raising us very toughly.” Rap Monster chose No.1)
Yoongi:I’ll have what I always order… What would you like darling?
Q. You stand in front of the counter after choosing the menu, what would be your action? 1. Today, I’ll buy the coffee. 2. I have coupons which I have collected earnestly until now. 3. I’ll buy dinner so you pay for the coffee! 4. “From the time I was young, my house was poor…” (line from g.o.d’s To Mother (어머님께)
(Fans screamed No.4, Suga chose No.3 but he said he would pay for the coffee)
Hoseok: Don’t you think I look different today? Can’t you really tell? I got a hair cut today, how do I look? It doesn’t look good? Oh, the drinks are here. What is this?? Daebak! Can I open this?
Q. What could be the present inside the box? 1. Watch 2. Ring to celebrate the 2nd year anniversary 3. Wallet 4. 2 tickets for BTS concert 5. Bulletproof vest
(J Hope chose No.2 and MC asked him if it’s gold or silver and he replied silver)
Seokjin:Why did you prepare such thing~ (pats) Ah right! I recently tried the earphones you gave me.And I have a song that I recently really like!
Q. The song Jin likes to listen these days is? 1. Park Hyoshin - Wild Flower 2. Naul - Nothing Better 3. Lee Juk - I’m so fortunate 4. Sung Sikyung - In the street
(Suga started singing “In the street”, Rap Monster said he thinks Jin’s favorite song of 2015 was “Wild Flower” and Jin said his answer was No.1)
Jimin:Thank you always. If you’re done with your coffee, shall we go somewhere? What do you want to do?
Q. After coffee, where would you like to go with him? 1. It’s currently baseball season so let’s go see baseball! 2. Shall we go watch a movie? 3. Let’s go play League of Legends. 4. Today my family’s not at home…
(Fans screamed No.4 and Suga replied “Everyone wants to clean the house”. Rap Monster told Jimin that he should go with No.4. Members started questioning what they will do at home and MC says that they can go home and play L.O.L, he also tells them a story he had heard before- MC: There was a couple (woman was older than the guy) and the girlfriend told her bf “Noona gets drunk easily and I live alone.”.) then he asked Jimin to say the line- Jimin: Army, get drunk easily and live alone! BTS: What are you talking about right now!! Jimin: I’m sorry, please don’t take it seriously~ BTS: Wow, this is crazy. MC: There may be middle school students and I asked her what did you do and she said “Jimin oppa said I should drink~”.)
Jungkook:Why are you being shy~ It’s because you’re so pretty~ Do you want some cake? You eat well, is it delicious? Hold on, it’s on your lips…
Q. How would Jungkook wipe the cake that’s on your lips? 1. Hands you a tissue. 2. Wipes it off with his hand. 3. Brings the mirror to your face. 4. Gets closer to you and gently presses his lips
(Yoongi reminds the fans that this video was recorded on June 13th 2015 when Jungkook was a minor. Fans screamed No.4. Jin: Can’t minors even give each other a peck??? MC: Sure~ They can just press their lips together as long as they go home. Jimin said he thinks Jungkook would hand her the mirror. Jungkook chose No.1 and MC asked him what he would tell her while handing over the tissue Jungkook: Wipe it.)
Daehyun is lying sprawled out on the couch,
comfortably dressed in sweatpants and a worn-out shirt. His eyes are on the TV,
its low buzzing the only thing to be heard through the empty house, but he’s
not even sure what show is on. His mind is elsewhere; out there in the night
with his pack.
He’d heard them howl barely an hour ago—Yongguk first,
and then the others followed. Daehyun’s heart had ached at the familiar sound,
wanting to join in. He’d even had to put a hand to his mouth to keep himself
from trying to howl in his human form. There’s been a lump in his throat since
they left, and it’s only
growing as more time passes. Swallowing around it hurts, the soreness reminding
him of its presence, and Daehyun has to fight not to cry at how miserable he
Sighing heavily, he curls himself into a ball in the
farther end of the couch, resting his chin on one knee. Youngjae’s scent is all
over his clothes, as they often share, and he tries to find comfort in that.
Tries to convince himself that they’re all thinking of him, too. That the hunt
is not the same without him; that their howl didn’t sound as good without his
Word Count: 1,389 Genre: Humour/Romance Summary: Pacifica still doesn’t understand the Pines family. A/N: I’m sorry about this it’s grossly cute.
If Grunkle Stan didn’t wrap it up for the evening in the
Shack and come into the living room in the next five minutes, Dipper was
positive he was going to vomit from sheer suspense. His pasty face was creased
with worry and he groped at the arm of the chair for a hold, anything to keep
him rooted to his seat.
Another hand, small and solid, captured his shaking hand,
and he looked up at Pacifica where she was perched on the arm of the chair, her
face pinched in concern.
“Relax, Dipper. It’s going to be okay,” she soothed in a low
voice, rubbing her thumb across the back of his hand like she he had done to
her when she was freaking out about a mini golf tournament the other week.
“It’s not like you’re telling him we’re getting married or something serious