and i was walking back and ran into the teacher

Feelings For You

Characters: Jughead x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,892 

Warnings: None, some angst and fluff

 A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fic I’ve posted on here so I’m sorry if it sucks. Feedback is appreciated and as always, requests are open! 


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 It was the first day of school again at Riverdale High. Students were bustling through the hallways eager to see their friends they lost touch with over the summer. You walked readjusting the strap to your bag on your shoulder, making sure your hair didn’t get caught. It was weird walking without him by your side, and you felt very lonely. 

Your blank expression was soon replaced with a fake smile as Betty Cooper walked over to you with a girl you didn’t recognize. “Hey y/n, I wanted to introduce you to our new classmate Veronica Lodge.” She said with a peppy smile. Veronica turned to you with an awkward smile, clearly seeing through your fake expression. “Hi, I’m y/n.” You introduced as you held out your hand. Veronica took it with a smile. 

“So how’s your first day going?” You asked. “Well, it’s not New York, but it’ll suffice.” She said with a soft smile. You nodded. “Hey y/n where’s Jughead, you guys are usually attached at the hip.” Betty said with a laugh. You immediately stiffened at the mention of him. “I don’t know, we haven’t talked in a couple weeks.” You said quietly as you looked down. “Well I gotta get to class, I’ll see you guys later.” You said with another fake smile plastered on your face before walking away. 

 You pulled your phone out to look at the time only to see that you had two minutes to get to class. “Crap.” You basically ran the rest of the way there and immediately plopped into the first seat available near the back of the class. The bell rang seconds after letting you know you made it on time. 

 “Good morning class, how was your summer break?” The teacher asked blandly as he situated himself in front of the white board to begin the boring lecture he had in store. You started to take notes on the topic, Intro to Advanced Literature when someone ran into the classroom, clearly late. You only looked up when you realized the person took a seat next to you, seeing as it was the only one left. It was Jughead. 

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat as you tucked a strand of your h/c hair behind your ear. He quickly pulled out his notebook and started to copy down notes trying to avoid the teacher’s stare. Eventually the teacher let it go with a warning. “You’ve never been one to be late.” You muttered quietly, loud enough for him to hear. “I was taking care of something.” He replied as he tried to catch up on all the note taking. You nodded slowly as you bit your lip nervously, your last memory with him making it’s way into your mind. 

 “Oh stop Jug.” You grinned as you pulled your arms closer to your body, trying to keep all the heat you could closer to your body. “But seriously, how much more do you think Betty could pine over Archie? You have to admit, it’s kind of funny, she’d bend over backwards for him.” He laughed. You shivered as you chuckled. 

Jughead noticed and quickly discarded his jacket, handing it over to you. “No, I can’t. You’ll get cold.” You said pushing it back to him. “y/n, I would probably be the world’s suckiest best friend if I go on without letting you take my jacket. So go on take it, it would make me feel better.” He argued. You rolled your eyes as you ended up taking the jacket. You wrapped it tight around our body as you both continued your walk in the cold summer air. 

“Hey, the lake is right over there, let’s go sit down.” You said as you speed walked over to a rockier area to get a good open view of the water. You both sat next to eachother as you admired the water and the way the moonlight hit it. The soft ripples and the sound of rushing water gave you a sense of peace. You looked up at him with a smile, even sitting down he was a good foot taller than you. “What?” He laughed as he noticed you staring. “I don’t know, I’m just… happy. I feel stress free and calm, collected for the first time in a while.” “Your welcome.” He grinned cheekily as you swatted his arm lightly. 

“But really. This is gonna be my happy place, whenever something goes wrong, I’m gonna think of this. The water calming my every move. You sitting right beside me with that dorky smile of yours.” He looked at you as he clung to every word you were speaking. You sighed contently as you turned to look at him again, realizing his eyes had never left you. 

He stayed silent as his blue eyes flickered from yours to your lips. He slowly reached out a hand and pushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear, causing you to be even closer to him, and then his thumb traced your jaw line. He smiled softly and then suddenly, you felt a pair of lips on yours. You couldn’t breathe, his soft lips moved against yours and you didn’t stop it. You reciprocated the action as your hand found its way into his dark messy hair. 

A moment later as if being lifted out of a trance, he immediately pulled away and looked shocked. “I-I.. I gotta go. I’ll text you later or something.” He mumbled before standing up and walking away. You blinked as you stared at where he once was. Did that just happen? Your fingertips lightly touched your lips as you felt the warmth that wasn’t there a moment ago. 

You stood up, still slightly confused before starting your walk home, overthinking the event that had just occurred. Once you made it into your house and up to your bedroom safely, you pulled out your phone and opened up your messages with Jughead. 

 “Hope you made it home ok, see you tmrw?” 

 You took off his jacket and threw it over your desk chair as you changed into an old t-shirt and a pair of old shorts for bed as you waited for him to respond. 

“K.” 

That was his only response the entire night. “He did not just “K” me.“ You thought before climbing into your bed and letting your comforter consume you as you drifted off into an uneasy sleep. The next morning you woke up and immediately checked your phone to see if there were any new messages from Jug, but there weren’t. You sighed heavily before getting up and pulling your hair into a quick messy bun and going downstairs to make a bowl of cereal.

 "Hey dad.” You greeted as you saw him sitting at the table with a newspaper in front of him. “Where’s mom?” He looked up at you briefly before settling back on the paper. “I dunno, I think she’s out with her friends from the Gardening Club or whatever she’s into these days.” Your father grumbled. You nodded as you went to grab the milk for your cheerios before settling down across from your father at the table. 

 Halfway through eating, the doorbell rang and your father gave you a look that meant you had to answer it. You groaned softly before getting up and swiftly walking to open the door. When you did, Jughead stood there with a small smile on his face. “Hey.” He greeted quietly. “Hey Jug, what’s up?” “I was wondering if you had a minute, I wanted to talk to you… about last night.” You nodded and shut the door behind you to give the two of you some privacy.

 “Jug-.” “Ok look y/n, what happened last night shouldn’t have happened.” He stated bluntly. Your face fell for a second as you waited for him to continue. “It was one of those heat of the moment things, I mean I could never date you.” He said quickly. “The whole thing was just a really bad mistake and-.” 

 “Fine. If it was such a huge mistake then just leave. I get it, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kissed back.” You said as you started to retreat back to your house. “Wait y/n that’s not what I-.” “Please leave.” You interrupted again with a sad glare. “Hold on-.” “Leave.” You said in a firmer tone before going back into your house and locking the door. 

 “Everything alright dear?” Your father asked from the kitchen. “Yeah… everything’s fine.” Your voice cracked as you quickly went up to your room, your appetite spoiled. 

 The bell ringing woke you up from your daydream, and you were grateful that this particular class was over so that you could escape without making a scene. “Y/n wait.” You heard and recognized his voice. You tried to walk a bit faster, not wanting to talk to him. “Slow down. Please.” He said as he tried making his way through the other students crowding the hallway. 

He was somehow able to get though and grabbed your arm. You looked up at him in distress. “Let me go, you’ve already done enough.” You said as you tried pulling your arm back. He stood in front of you blocking your path, most of the students had cleared out by now. “Please just hear me out. I need you back.” He said. You blew a stray hair away from your face as you looked up at him with narrowed eyes. You quickly looked at your phone to see that your next class didn’t start for another few minutes. 

You sighed. “1 minute. That’s all I’m giving you.” He nodded. “Ok look, I was a dick, and I know that. I just didn’t want to admit my-.” He’s stopped talking debating wether or not he should finish the sentence. “Admit your what?” You asked softly. He looked down at you and without a second thought his lips were on yours again. 

 You didn’t have much time to react, you stood frozen in shock for the first couple of seconds before melting into it. A few seconds later and his pink lips departed from yours as his hands found their way to rest on your hips. “My feelings for you.” He murmured as he looked into your e/c eyes. 

Both of your hands found its way to both sides of his face before pulling him down to kiss you again. “Oooooh. Get it Jug.” A voice called out, most likely Reggie. When you needed to breathe again, you let go of eachother, his lips were slightly swollen as were yours you were assuming. “I’m sorry y/n. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He said as his hand interlocked with yours. You squeezed it, assuring him you had forgiven him. 

 He was still facing you as his face flushed red before speaking again. “Ok so I really suck at this, but, would you like to on a official date, Friday maybe?” He asked with hope clear in his eyes. You grinned before getting on your tiptoes and kissing his cheek before walking away to your next class which you were almost late for. “I’m assuming that was a yes!?” He shouted after you. “We’ll see!” You shouted back with a wry grin before disappearing into the classroom as he smiled to himself and walked to his own.

Originally posted by riverdaily

DUFF (CHAPTER 2)

Originally posted by jeonify

Chapter 2

pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut 

╳ Summary: “Being the Duff has really changed you.”“Excuse me, the Duff?” I asked, my voice rising a little at the end.“You know, the Designated. Ugly. Fat. Friend.”


After what happened at the party, I was not looking forward to Monday at all. But I woke up this morning and guess what day it was…

 Monday.

 Mondays were always horrible, but I knew this was going to be the worst Monday of my fucking life. All that kept going through my head when I was getting ready to walk into the hell hole called school was that I was a Duff. As I was walking down the hallway, I noticed every group did have a Duff and I cursed myself for never noticing that I wasn’t one before.

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Missed me? || Liam Dunbar (part 2)

PART 1

“She didn’t say anything about coming with Theo?” Liam growled as stiles and scott tried hard to hold him back from running to the other side of the parking lot where the girl he thought he knew so well stood with the shady boy.

“I told y'all he was into something and now she is too” Stiles exclaimed as they managed to pin Liam against the bus stopping him from attacking.

“We don’t know if there is something shady about them , they might just know each other. You know both being new students nd stuff” Kira said trying to reason with stiles.

“We can torture them int-” Malia’s suggestion was very quickly cut off by almost a roar of disagreement.

Scott sighted looked to where Y/N and Theo previously stood noticing they were both gone now “How about we get to class now, there are gone now anyways”

Stiles looked ready to disagree but after a while nodded picking up his own backpack from the ground. Liam looked over his shoulder one last time to where Y/N stood before quickly walking back to his history class. Y/N was as accepted not there in the history class but when Liam entered his math class , she was right back in the corner. A part of him wanted to walk as far away and sit on the other side as class but it seamed like his legs carried him to the chair beside her.

“Where were you last period?” Liam asked once he sat down on the chair.

“Nowhere , dad” she smirked tearing her eyes from the book and up to him.

His breath caught in his throats when their eyes met , the color he remembered from their young ages. He remembered it like it was burned in his memories forever , the smile that would light up her entire face but most visible around her eyes , small crinkles would appear on the right side under her eyes while a small dimple would appear on her cheek.

“Speaking of not being in class , where did you run of to?” She asked hands crossed over her chest and the smirk still visible on her features.

“The couch wanted something” he explained , tearing his eyes way from her.

“That sounds real” she said turning around returning to her book “ if the couch had being in history class tying to talk people into joining the team”

In the corner of his eyes he sow her smirk growing wilder for each moment and he could himself feel the frustration smell his body was radiating. As he opened his mouth to come up with some lie the teacher walked in cutting the conversation short.

Focusing in that class seamed to be an impossible task form Liam , after Stiles pointed it up he couldn’t help but focus on it. Her scent. It was unlike anything he had ever smelt before , not a werewolf like himself or scott, not a werecayote like Malia and definitely not a kitsune. He wasn’t gonna die , it was distracting, not only the scent but rather the lack of it. Even with the trace of scent of her , there was nothing even slightly suggesting a feeling. She was calm , unlike their young ages where even without wolf powers he could smell the reeking anxiety and sadness from her.

“Mr. Dunbar” the teachers voice woke him up from his daydream to see an empty classroom “ the class is dismissed and in all honestly I doubted that you love algebra so much”

From the corner of his eyes he caught Y/N walking out the class , with a apologetic look at the teacher he stood up from the seat and nearly ran out the door.

“I swear she was just here ” he mumbled to himself before making his way to the lacrosse field.

“Finally Dunbar , thought you forgot about your lacrosse priority like the rest of this team” Couch yelled once Liam ran in the locker room and walked toward the back where stiles and scott stood.

“Did you talk to her?” Stiles asked quietly as Couch starter giving them a lecture.

Liam gave a small glare to stiles before returning to changing into his lacrosse gear “ No and if you want to know her evil master plan talk to her yourself” and with a final glare he made his way to the field followed by Scott.

“Unbelievable ” Stiles mumbled and hurried , tripping over his own legs to follow them.

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By the time they had finished practice it had already been dark. Stiles had offered to drive him home but Liam chose to wait for his step dad. He had only been there for a few minutes when he heard a sound from the school. With a last glance at the parking lot , he decide to take a look before his step dad would be there. It would be an understatement saying that the school look scary in the dark but he quickly with the help of scent found his way to the source of sound. Around the corner and he sow y/n standing , her eyes locked at something in front of her.

“uh, what’s going on here?” He asked , his eyes wild once he noticed the body in front of her feet.

She turned around eyes for the face time showing sign of emotion “I promise, he was like that when I got here.”

“…Is he… dead?” Liam quietly questioned , already knowing the answer.

“Well, either that, or he should really get that gaping hole in his chest looked at" She said looking up from body over to Liam with a smile but the fear visible in her eyes.

“Y/N you can’t just stand over a dead body , that’s the fucking janitor. We have to call this in” Liam basically yelled at her pulling out his phone to call the sheriff office.

“Don’t ” she said grabbing his hand that held the phone in hers “its been taken care of”

Liam gives her a questioning look but puts the phone away , before she could pull her hand away , he held them in his “ You are gonna tell me everything. Over a large ham and pineapple pizza”

A smile broke out on her features and she made herself nod a little. They walked out of the school is silence , liam too afraid to ask about anything cause he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.

“Hey , y/ns staying over for dinner ” liam said to his step father stepping into the car as y/n got into the backseat.

“Y/N , that sounds familiar ” Dr. Geyer replied giving the girl a smile in the mirror “I’m guessing you want to order in for dinner?’

’‘Yeah we were thinking pizza” liam saying turning up the music to avoid any further conversation in the car.

a few minuetes later they pulled into the driveway of a big house and both kids got out , Y/N started walking to the from the front door as liam waited in the car for a moment talking to his step dad before him exiting the car and the car driving away.

“ Where did you step dad go?” Y/N asked while Liam slightly struggled to unlock the front door.

“He had to work” liam replied pushing the door open and letting her walk in first.

“It’s nice here ” She said as they started walking up the stairs and too his room “ I gotta say , I liked the old place better”

Liam stopped in his track for a moment before dropping his bag on the bed and turning to face her “ yeah i liked your old place too before it became a crime scene”

She stopped to think for a moment , as if she was considering telling his the truth or not when she finally sighted and shook her head“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

“You killed your entire family” liam replied slightly disturbed by the girl’s lack of emotion.

“…I’m really sorry?” She tried with a questioning voice “ liam listen , I had too and you know tha-”

“You father was an evil bastard , what about your sister? Your mom? They were innocent people Y/N and you know that” he only noticed he was shouting at her when she flinched the slightest and something inside of her looked broken “ I’m..I’-” he started apologizing before he was cut off by the phone ringing. With a last apologetic voice he picked the phone.

“There’s been a murder at school , the janitor. He had been drained of blood and guess what, Y/N backpack was there as well and we looked through, not my ideas but lydias , and liam we were right. The scent , the everything. We know what she is” Stiles rambled on once Liam picked up the phone , he slowly turned around seeing Y/N sitting quietly on the bed looking through an old photo album.

“ yeah mom , i call you if we need anything , i have a friend over now ” he hung up leaving the boy on the other end rather confused.

“Hey you still keep the pizza places number on your refrigerator?” She asked standing up right after he hung up.

“Yeah , you can do the honor to call if you want , I’m just gonna call Lydia about a school assignment ” he said offering her a smile as she nodded leaving the room.

The phone only rang for a few minutes before lydia picket up “ Stiles told me”

“Stiles thinks its something to do with Theo ” lydia explained and Liam could hear stiles voice in the background.

“I found her there, over the body right after the practice” Liam whisper yelled as he could hear her voice downstairs, suddenly his eyes fell on her phone laying on the bed. He knew it was wrong and god he was gonna regret it but he had to check and curiosity took the best of him.

“Liam where is she now” she said over the phone as he heard her yelling something to the others before stiles voice was heard over the line as he most likely took the phone from her “ Liam is she with you now?”

“She is ordering pizza” he said not really listening to what the older boy was talking about as he was going through her text “ all of her recents are to one person”

The line was quit for a few seconds before stiles voice was heard again “ you are going through her phone liam tha-”

“I’ll call you back” he said and threw the phone on the bed beside him as he starte reading the texts between her and one and the only Theo raeken.

“3rd period. Meet me in the parking lot” -Theo

“Police still blames the family on you. Don’t give them any proof, I will take care of dinner” -Theo

He felt a weight being lifted of he shoulder , cause he knew she hadn’t the blame in the murders but what did Theo have to do with this? The thought of her covering something for him almost made Liam sick to the stomach but the relief didnt last for long before he read true last text.

“Dinner served. Janitors closet 6:30”-Theo

“Curiosity killed the cat” Y/N voice made him drop the phone and turn around seeing her leaning against the door frame.

“You lied , you said you had no idea what happened to the janitor” he said standing up from the bed , the IED getting the best of him.

“Calm down wolfie , it’s not like you’ve told me everything” She smirked taking a step forward and they were almost face to face now before she dropped her gaze to the photo album. His eyes followed her seeing that her cocky smirk was gone , replaced by a smile sad smile.

He follows her eyes to the album both looking at the last picture of them “How did you find out? ”

“I’ve picked up a few things along the years” She said with a shadow of a smile sitting down on the bed picking up the album.

“so you are one of us?” He asked , his back turned on her and his voice quite.

“I can assure you I have a shit time once a month as well but that is for complete different reasons” she said with a slight chuckle but the laughter died down quickly “ Do you remember this day?”

The boy finally turned around standing in silence in a few seconds before sitting down beside her looking at the picture that had previously caught both their attentions “ We took this a week before you…left” he replied being rather careful with his choice of word “ I gave you one of those dollar necklaces and we promised we would always be there for each other and we planned out future”

“Liam-” she mumbled before being cut by him.

“That’s the girl I knew , that is my best friend” Liam continued.

“You have no right to say that” she said standing up dropping the album simultaneously “I am this way cause I needed to survive , you have no idea what it’s like when everyone blames you for everything , where your dad buried all his anger in booze and would beat the crap out of daily , when everyone blames you for the death of your mother and sister, none of you were there I tried doing something but when I came down stairs he… he I could stop hi-”

“Him?” Liam questioned standing up from the bed as she calmed down eyes wild in terror of what she said.

“I should go” she said grabbing her stuff running out before he could react.

He was right , she was innocent. Well atleast when it came to the murder of her family.

// Part 3?

Andreil teacher au



Neil tugs at his sleeve, a nervous habit of his that has followed him around since he was a child. He really doesn’t want to be doing this–but Kevin flew out to just to ask for this favor. He couldn’t disappoint him. He didn’t want to disappoint him, not after what Kevin had done for him.

He sits on a bench outside of Wymack’s office to wait for Kevin because there was no way he was going in there by himself. The students start to trickle into the school and it’s as if they know he’s the  substitute. He supposed news traveled fast and unfamiliar faces were a threat to be determined with these kids.

He sighs and leans back against the bench. He looks up at ceiling to avoid the curious looks of the students passing by.

“Why math?”

Neil nearly jumps and ends up gripping the edge of the bench, feeling someone settle next to him. He faces a blond man with hazel eyes, who seems bored just being there.

“Who the fuck are you?” The words escape from Neil’s mouth before he can even stop them.

The man stares at Neil with something akin to amusement but doesn’t bother replying.

Neil would have almost confused him for a student because the man was small–even smaller than himself, which really was saying something.

No, he was probably a teacher. The man’s hazel eyes flicker over him as if he were a puzzle of some kind.

“You’re still so stupid.”

And then, it hits Neil and his blood runs cold. His eyes widen with recognition. But it can’t be–but it is–shit, he should have gone over the staff list after going through student profiles.

“Andrew,” Neil whispers. A smirk forms on the blond’s  face in confirmation. He hadn’t seen him since–since–

Wymack’s door swings open and this time Neil actually jumps. Andrew snorts in amusement and Neil shoots him a glare.

“Neil! What are you doing sitting out here? We’ve been waiting for you,” Kevin says, stepping out from beneath the doorway of the office.

Neil stands, “I didn’t know you were inside.”

“You could have knocked,” Kevin rolls his eyes and then turns his gaze towards Andrew, “You could have told him.”

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Stay Away From My Son

It’s me again hi :)))

So for this one it’s basically an AU where Alexander is a single dad w Philip and he’s late picking up Philip and you’re one of Philip’s teachers so you wait with him but Alex doesn’t know that so he gets defensive. :) idk how I feel about the ending but if you like this pLEASE like or reblog or send me requests

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Warnings: None :)
Word Count: 1,493
Pairings: Alexander Hamilton X Reader

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Detention Was Hot

WARNING- SMUT AHEAD- IF THAT’S NOT YOUR THING, CLICK AWAY
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Request-can you write an imagine where Y/N and Theo are in detention and the teacher leaves them in the library and they have sex and are caught by Stiles?
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I sighed as I walked into the Library. I had detention because of Theo, big surprise. He wouldn’t leave me alone in math class and when I tried to tell the teacher that is was all Theo, he wouldn’t have it. It was the first time I’ve ever had detention and I got it because Theo was messing with me. Theo and I have a love, hate relationship. We tease each other, make fun of one another and call each other names but as soon as one of us is hurt, the other I by their side comforting them or protecting them. I wasn’t entirely sure what Theo and I were, friends of enemies but I knew that I have some feelings for him on some level. I wasn’t sure if it was emotional or physically but they feelings were there.
“Oh course you showed up, Miss Goody Goody.” Theo said as he spotted me walking in, he was already sitting at one of the tables, the teacher shooting Theo a glare to be quiet. I just took a deep breath before I handed the teacher my detention slip so that he could sign it once the hour was up. I sat down at a table that was far away Theo, just wanting to be focused on my work that I brought to do and get through this hour in one piece. About twenties minutes into detention, a phone started to ring, I knew it wasn’t my ringtone, I looked over at Theo who was looking at me and pointing to the teacher. I looked at the teacher who pulled his phone out of his pocket, looking at the caller ID and clearing his throat, Theo and I both chuckled had now nervous he was, as if he was the one in detention and not the teacher watching us.
“I have to take this. Behave.” He said, walking out of the Library, leaving me and Theo alone with one another. I glanced over at Theo who was already looking me up and down, causing me to blush slightly and look away. A few seconds later, I heard Theo’s chair move on the floor, I glanced over to see him pacing around the tables that were set up on the lower level of the library.
“We aren’t supposed to be walking around, sit down Theo. Im not letting you get me in trouble again.” I said while staring down at my math homework, less than a second later I felt a breath on the back of my neck, causing me to tense. I heard Theo chuckle from behind me as his hands rested on the table, his breath still on my neck. I didn’t say anything, I was just trying to ignore it. I felt it best not to feed into Theo’s antics. When he realized, I wasn’t paying attention to him, he pulled all my hair to one side and kissed up the back of my neck slowly, making me shiver. I let out a deep sigh before I shook it off, getting turned on right now would not be the best timing. Theo continued to kiss up my neck, reaching my ear and letting out a breathy chuckle.
“Theo, stop.” I whispered out, only causing him to smiled into my ear. We both knew I didn’t want him to stop but what can I say, I just didn’t want to get in trouble again.
“Come on, (Y/N). Don’t tell me that you haven’t thought about it. I think about it, a lot, especially with you.” He said causing me to slam my math book shut and stand up from my seat and face him. I was attracted to Theo and right now it was purely physically, our flirting being a part of our love, hate thing that we had going.
“Of course, I’ve thought about it.” I said sitting on the table, unsure of what I was going to say or where this was going to go. I felt Theo take a step closer to me, him now standing in between my legs. He placed one hand on my face, cupping my cheek and forcing me to look up at him.
“Then what’s the problem?” He asked causing me to really think about it. To tell you the truth, it would be hot, having sex in the Library, with Theo. Maybe, Theo was right, maybe I was being a goody goody. Maybe, I needed to take a chance.
“There isn’t one.” I said, pulling him towards me by his shirt, his hands gripping my outer thigh that was exposed from wearing shorts. He smirked into the kiss, at the deepened. I had to admit, Theo was hot and I was beyond hot and bothered because of him. With every passing second, it got more headed, his hands traveling up and down my body, slipping under the back of my shirt so his hands would touch my back, sending chills down my spine. His hands eventually made their way to the front to my shirt, groping my boobs slightly, needing them together, making me bite his lip and let out a slight moan. I could feel myself getting hotter, Theo was showing me nothing but attention. He wanted me as much as I wanted him and that only made it hotter. Theo was about to take my shirt off but I shook my head and broke the kiss. I looked at the time and saw that the teacher would be back any second.
“No time.” I breathed out as I began to undo Theo’s pants. He just chuckled and began to unbutton my shorts. The way things were going, there was going to be a round two or three at some point, hell it might become a regular thing but at this moment, we didn’t have a lot of time for foreplay.
“I like you like this, turned on. You must really like me huh?” He asked as I pulled his pants down to his knees as he did the same, expect my shorts came all the way off seeing as I was sitting down. I moved closer to the edge of the table and Theo looked at me. It was the first time since this all started that he looked unsure. Maybe this wasn’t all physically for him, like he acts. Maybe it was more than that. It was my turn to cup Theo’s face, kissing his lips softly, just a peck, reassuring him that I wanted this too. He took my kiss as an answer, pushed my panties to one side and pulled down his boxers. It wasn’t my first time having sex but it was my first time was Theo so it was just as nerve racking as if it was my first time. Before I knew it, Theo pulled me all the way to the edge of the table and trusted into me. I let out a loud gasp, not expecting it to feel so different from the first time I had sex. Theo was bigger than the last guy I was with and the situation itself was hotter but maybe it was just Theo that made it amazing. With every trust, Theo let out a moan, my legs wrapping tightly around him, trying to get all of him inside of me. My nails digging into his back, only making him go faster and harder. I could feel myself getting close and by how Theo’s thrusts were starting to get slopping, I knew he was almost there.
“Come on, baby.” He whispered in my ear, making me let out a loud moan and gasp, throwing my head back in pure ecstasy, Theo following me seconds later. The room was filled with panting and groans of pleasure, I heard the doors squeak open and another groan, but not of sexual nature.
“In the Library?! Oh, you guys are so disgusting. Now I owe Isaac ten bucks!” I heard Stiles say, causing Theo and I both to burst into laughter as the embarrassed boy left. Theo and I looked at each other for a second before he pulled out of me, and we pulled apart, just enough to get settled back into our clothes. Theo kissed me softly, one last time before we heard the doors open, this time the teacher walking back into the Library. Theo ran back over to his seat as I sat back down in mine. The teacher knew something was different but he didn’t question what it was, the rest of the time, Theo and I shared glances and texted each other from under the table, both of our phones on silent. I didn’t know if Theo and I would ever do that again but I did know that detention, was hot.

so my table is right next to M’s desk so whenever he gets up he walks past me. he usually tries to do something to mess with me like tapping on the opposite shoulder of where he’s standing or flip my hair or something like that. but yesterday he was walking past me and he just traced my ear and jaw? like he kind of gently tugged my ear and then ran his fingers along my jaw as he sat back down. i smiled and looked at him and said “what was that?”

he replied “sorry that was weird.” but i told him i didn’t really mind and he looked down and smirked. idk what that means omg but it was cute lmao

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what's another embarrassing story you have?

Alright let’s talk about my last day of high school.

So like, my school had this program where seniors could actually leave school like a month and a half early and work as interns for people in the neighborhood or something (Senior Study? Community Study? I forget what it was called). Most people did it because, hey, getting out of school early AND if you did it you didn’t have to take final exams- but some people chose not to and some couldn’t do it. I couldn’t do it because, I think I had too many detentions (long story)? I don’t remember if that was the reasoning, but I didn’t actually wanna apply in the first place because the idea sounded lowkey terrifying to me at the time for whatever reason. So anyway, our grade had suddenly dropped from like hundreds of kids to like, maybe 15-20 something. So, naturally, everyone left had even more of  ‘Kings of the School/Senior Privilege’ attitudes than usual. We were mostly just dicking around at this point.

So basically, all the classes that were just seniors were like…anywhere from 2 to 5 people max. So the teachers kinda stopped paying attention too, and didn’t really even seem to realize who was there and who wasn’t. And high school was such an…exhausting time in my life that I was thrilled with this, I just wanted it to die already.

So we get to my final day, and I am relaxed to the max. All I had to worry about that day was my fifteen minute “Fault In Our Stars” play for Theater last period. I slept through most of my other classes, or texted my friends from other schools, or read, or ate candy. It was a great day. And after how tiring, stressful, and emotionally overwhelming high school had been, I was really loving this as my last day. I deserved this for my last day, you know? A nice, calm memory!

So, I’m in my forensics class, and it’s maybe 15 minutes to the bell but I was worried I might have had a chemical on my hand, so I asked to go to the bathroom. Mistake one: Not just waiting to go until after class. Mistake two: Leaving my phone in my bag instead of slipping it in my pocket.

So I go to the bathroom, it was like down two halls and on the corner kinda. I could see the doors that lead to the stairs on both ends, and the elevator, and the door to the upstairs gym from the entrance. I go in, wash my hands and I start to walk back out.

And the fucking alarm goes off.

Not the fire alarm, the “We have a gunman in the school” alarm. We were in full fucking lockdown.

Before I can even fucking react, All the doors are slammed closed. There’s a rule that teachers have to lock the door and cover it and not open it for anybody but the principal who knows a secret knock code, which I didn’t know. The doors to the stairways were closed, the gym was probably locked, and I wasn’t gonna risk an elevator. So I ran back into the deserted bathroom.

Now, here’s the thing- usually, when there’s a lockdown or a lockdown drill, comes over the loudspeaker and says whether it’s real or not, and if it’s a drill we’ll have been notified it was going to happen because the teachers tell us. My forensics teacher didn’t even give me a hall pass, so he clearly hadn’t been anticipating this. My school had only had an actual, real life lockdown once, and that ended up being a false alarm- it was right after Sandy Hook, someone looked on the grainy security camera to see some boys holding an umbrella like it was a gun, people panicked. Right now there was no announcement, just the alarms blaring, so I was freaking out.

And then I start fucking hearing someone pounding down the halls.

And I’m just like…not fucking today. I do not deal with all this bullshit just to die on my last God damn day of school. We are not doing this, Satan!

So some surge of need for survival that I’ve never experienced blasted through me, right? So I fucking run into one of the stalls, and brace my back against the wall, with one foot up on the toilet bowl and one foot on the paper dispenser, and my arms against the door and the far wall, so that when someone came in to see if people were in there, they looked under the doors and didn’t see any feet. The person eventually left but I didn’t get down because the alarm was still going.

I need you guys to understand how hard this was though. Like, first, I had to keep my head and neck at a painful angle so my hair wouldn’t be visible over the top of the stall. Also, I have like, a lot of back problems, and bad ankle, and shitty knees (I’m literally an 80 year old man), so to hold this position for 40 minutes as I ended up having to do was quite a fucking feet let me tell you.

And I was so fucking terrified while this was going on too. At this point I’m positive it’s not a drill, because those last 15 minutes tops. I didn’t have my phone on me so I couldn’t text anyone to see if they knew what was going on. Someone is still walking around and banging on doors, and I’m certain it’s not a police officer because wouldn’t they be talking???

And then all the sudden, the alarm shits off??? And the principal comes over and is like “Everything’s fine go to class” WITH NO GOD DAMN EXPLANATION, and I hear people moving through the halls and loudly freaking out about what just happened, and I am forced to come to terms with the fact my body has ceased up I literally can’t get out of this position. Oh my God.

Finally, after like ten minutes of using my one moveable leg to kick the wall in hopes of getting someone’s attention, some random girl comes in and hears me. She deadass had to climb under the stall and open the door to get it open before helping me down. She was cracking the fuck up the entire time and her friends who were using the other stalls were demanding to know what was going on like. Holy shit.

(side note: apparently it was a bomb threat but they ended up finding no evidence of anything in the school. Although, like? Wouldn’t you want to remove people from a building before looking for a bomb? Is that just me?)

So that was well and good, but then??? I guess she mentioned it to her older brother who was in my gov class??? Because next thing I know all the remaining seniors and some junior boys were going “YEAH JAVERTS A CHAMPION” and cracking up whenever they saw me that day. And like, I can appreciate the humor in it and was like “Oooh yeah I #SURVIVED” and all that but I was just. Cringing so hard the entire day. I only thought to respond to your ask with this story bc someone just messaged me about it on facebook. I’m never stepping inside a high school again omfg.

anonymous asked:

supercat. Kara goes to pick Carter up from school, but forgets to change into her Kara danvers outfit

The school bell rang, filling the air outside the building and down the street. Kara heard it from across the city where she was currently helping with a minor incident. She left everything to the authorities before flying off, knowing she would make it to the school before Carter was waiting too long for her. When she flew closer, she landed near the building out of sight before walking over to the entrance. She stood there, hands crossed in front of her, smiling politely at everyone.

It took her a few minutes but she soon realized that everyone who walked past her was giving her stranger looks; eyes wide with confusion. She shrugged it off, thinking the kids had seen her a few times and the parents and teachers having seen her with Cat at back to school nights.

When Carter walked out, his eyes went wide too and he ran over to Kara. “Hey, bud. Have a good day?” Her face was bright with pride, Sunny Danvers smile from ear to ear.

Carter got close to her before whispering. “Uh, mom, you forgot to change.”

Kara’s brow knit before she looked down at herself. “Oh crap.” She finally realized that she was standing there adorned in her Supergirl outfit. “Guess I forgot.”

Carter nodded. “It would seem so. How do we walk away from this? People will worry if I leave with you.”

Kara smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Kiddo, Supergirl knows your mom too, you know. I don’t think it’s so strange.” At that, Carter shrugged and stepped closer. “Ready to go home?”

Before they got a chance to leave, a group of kids, most younger than Carter, ran over with cameras and notebooks. “Supergirl!” They all crowded around her and started to push Carter out of the way. They were all talking at the same time, trying to get her attention for a picture or autograph.

Kara watched as Carter backed away. He loved that Kara was Supergirl but it was always strange to be seen as just another fan. She reached out to him through the throng of kids. Carter looked at her with a bit of a frown before giving her his hand. She easily picked him up over the crowd before placing him on her shoulders.

Carter cried out in surprise but laughed a bit when he found himself nestled safe on his mom’s shoulders, one leg on either side of her. The crowd, now made up of older students as well as adults, watched as Carter was placed on Supergirl’s shoulders. Their eyes wide, all trying to figure out what was happening.

Kara smiled at the crowd. “Alright you guys, I gotta get this one home but I promise I’ll come visit soon.” She started to float up, chuckling as she felt Carter clinging onto her. Once they were far enough up, she started to fly towards home. “Sorry about that, Carter. I guess changing slipped my mind. I’ll be more careful from now on.”

Carter, who was used to flying by now, looked down and grinned. “That’s okay. I think I’m going to be really popular tomorrow thanks to you.”

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He missed me! We were holding hands!

We met in the hallway today and he wanted to return the film I gave him. We went to his office and as he took it from the table he told me how he has already watched it. Than he got closer to me and looking me strait in the eyes said : “I haven’t seen you in a long time.” (Did he miss me?!)
I replied with : “Yeah, it’s been quite a while.” (one week ,exactly)
At thet moment he turned towards me putting one of his hands on my waist ,trying to hug me. I cooped and embraced him. Oh, God, he smelled like heaven. After that as his hand was on my back he ran it down my arm and took my heand. Yes, we were actually holding hands as he walked me to the door! He , again was so close, I’m amazed by the self control I had , ‘cause at that very moment, I swear I could have kissed him without hesitation!

Prompt: Cordelia comforts a sad Misty Day and they end up sharing a bed.

A/N: That’s my first smut so I really hope you enjoy it hihi please give me feedback; Constructive criticism is always well accepted 

“Miss Cordelia, can I talk to ya?”

Cordelia heard a sweet voice trough her office door, a voice she’d recognize miles away; It was Misty, the beautiful, amazing witch who made her feel the craziest emotions.

“Sure, come on in”

Misty entered the room with a smile, but it wasn’t as bright as it used to be; The older witch could feel there was something wrong.

“What is it?” Cordelia smiled to the blonde, who was shutting the door behind her “Sit down, please… And call me just Cordelia”

Misty took the seat at the other side of the wooden table, still with the brightless smile on her face.

“I wanted to talk to ya ‘bout, um, the spells an’ stuff… I think I need some extra classes”

“But you’re doing so great! What makes you think that?” Cordelia gave the Cajun a concerned look “Did the girls tell you something?”

“Not exactly…I mean, Madison is kinda rude to me sometimes, but it’s fine”

“It’s not fine if it makes you feel like that Misty” The older woman caressed the blonde’s hand, which was resting on the table; Both felt little butterflies inside their stomachs. “Do-do you want me to do a meeting to discuss the Coven’s behavior politics?”

“Oh, Miss Cordelia” Misty opened her eyes wildly, feeling a bit surprised by the woman’s caring gesture “I mean, Cordelia… I really appreciate it but ya know, it’s really not necessary, I guess I just need to stop caring bout’ that”

“You really should… As your mentor I can say you’re doing really great, nothing less than the other girls” Cordelia took a deep breath “In fact, you’re more than them in many ways”

A huge smile was formed on Misty’s lips; It meant the world to her being complemented by her powers, since she’d always been so insecure about herself in many ways, and it meant even more having it coming from Cordelia; Her mentor and the woman she admired so much for her kind personality and strong self. Not to mention it was also the woman she was secretly in love with.

“Well, um, thanks” Misty felt her cheeks turning red “But what do ya mean by, um, more than them in many ways? I mean, I’m certainly not better than them with my magic so I don’t…”

“Misty, I’ll be honest with you” The older witch interrupted the blonde; She felt her throat burning. “Since you’ve arrived here, everything has become different… We’ve never had someone that could make this place feel like home” Cordelia took Misty’s hand again, this time a little tighter;

“I… I don’t think so Miss Cordelia” The Cajun felt her cheeks turning redder “Cordelia, I mean… I’m just a silly kid who likes Stevie Nicks, no big deal ‘bout me, ya know?” The witch giggled;

“You’re not just a silly kid Misty, not at all, look at how you make us feel like a family… you’re completely radiant and you make my days so much brighter” Shit. Cordelia let it out. “I- I mean, our days so much brighter”

The older witch’s heart started beating faster. Much faster.

Misty by her side was lost, completely, a hundred percent lost; Cordelia’s days so much brighter? The girls’ day so much brighter?. The younger witch had always thought she was never noticed by the girls, or anyone at all, imagine by Cordelia! She was the Supreme for Christ’s sake!

“I, I…” Misty was nervous, really nervous, she felt like she couldn’t finish the sentence. Or even breath at all.

“I know you’re really insecure” Cordelia interrupted the witch, while caressing her hand softly “But you really should think about yourself more dearly… I wish you could see yourself the way I see you”

Misty’s mind collapsed. What was happening? It was impossible for the Supreme to feel something more for… her.

“Wha-what do ya mean?”

Cordelia was going insane. Why, how were those things coming out? She knew she felt something more for the Cajun, but it was completely crazy; She was her mentor, her teacher, she couldn’t and mustn’t have anything more with the witch.

“I really wish I could tell you what I mean” The older witch felt tears forming in her eyes “I think you should go now”

Misty stood up and started walking towards the door, tears falling down her face. She was about to touch the door’s knob when she was interrupted by Cordelia’s loud voice; She turned back.

“Wait” The older witch ran to the blonde, stopping inches away of her.

Misty could feel the woman’s heavy breath against her face; The Cajun stared at Cordelia’s lips and back to her teary eyes. Gosh, she was beautiful. Misty couldn’t take it any longer, the burning feeling inside her stomach was increasing extremely fast, so she pressed her lips into Cordelia’s on a sweet kiss; It started calmly and soft, but got needy and fierce as it went trough.

“I’m in love with you… for so long” Cordelia managed to speak between kisses, while pressing the younger witch towards the door; She could feel the Cajun smile in the kiss and it only made her wanting to kiss her more and more.

Hands started going everywhere; From Cordelia’s wrist to Misty’s firm ass. The blonde started to kiss Cordelia’s neck, leaving red spots at it;

“Just take me to bed” Misty whispered with her face still on the woman’s neck

“A-are you sure?” The older witch fitted Misty

“Ye-yes, I mean, ya don’t want to? If ya don’t it’s fi…”

“Hey” Cordelia smiled while cutting the blonde “Of course I want to, I just don’t want you to feel pressured by me in any way”

“Delia” Misty softly caressed the witch’s face “Even thought I’ve never even been with anyone before, I’m sure I want to do it with you… ya have no idea ‘bout how much I like ya”

Cordelia instantly felt her cheeks hurting from giving such a big smile to the Cajun; She pressed her lips again into the blonde’s. Jesus, she couldn’t believe it was actually happening.

“Lets go upstairs then” The older witch whispered between kisses, gently pulling apart “And I loved it when you called me “Delia””

Misty blushed and smiled while holding Cordelia’s hand and following her upstairs. Luckily, all the girls were studying on the library, since they had a Telecinese test in two days. As soon as they got into the room Cordelia pushed the blonde against the door again, kissing her fiercely and somehow managing to lock the door; Misty softly pushed the older woman and guided her to the bed, forcing her to lay down. The Cajun put her thighs at the sides of Cordelia, softly sitting at her tummy, never stopping kissing her.

Cordelia pushed Misty’s white dress up, taking it off and leaving her only in her underwear and boots; She wasn’t wearing a bra.

“God” The older woman spoke with total lust

“What?” Misty gave her a scared look

“You are absolutely gorgeous” Cordelia smiled and pushed the blonde closer for a kiss, flipping the two and assuming the up position. The older woman started placing soft, wet kisses in Misty’s body, going from her neck, passing trough her boobs -where she took a bit of time- going down to her stomach and tummy. Cordelia could feel herself getting wetter as she lowered down the Cajun’s body; She had imagine that exactly same scene so many times, and it still managed to be way better than in her mind.

The older woman could hear Misty’s moans to her every single touch, and it only made her want to keep going more and more. Cordelia knew it was the Cajun’s first time, and she wanted it to be as sweet and gentle as possible.

When the woman got into the blonde’s panties, she started taking it off slowly, still placing kisses at her tummy. As soon as the underwear was completely gone, Cordelia felt the younger witch’s breath getting incredibly harder;

“Is everything okay Misty?” Cordelia fitted the blonde with a concerned look

“Yes, yes… I’m just a bit nervous” The Cajun felt her cheeks turning red “I really like ya, and I don’t want to mess it up”She giggled

“Baby” The older witch bent over and caressed the blonde’s  face gently “You’re wonderful, there’s no possible way you could mess it up, don’t be insecure, there’s no reason for it” She gave the Misty the sweetest smile “If you want me to stop, I won’t be mad or sad in any wa…”

“No” Misty cut the witch “I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you, Delia”

Both smiled and Cordelia made her way back down again; When the woman got into the Cajun tights she started placing soft kisses inside them, gently pulling them apart; Calmly, Cordelia inserted one finger inside Misty, which caused the younger witch to let out a little moan; Cordelia gasped at how wet the blonde was; Carefully, the woman inserted another finger in, feeling herself going wetter as the Cajun moaned again, but loudly this time.

Softly, Cordelia started moving her fingers in and out of Misty, paying attention to every single move and sound the witch did; She just wanted it to be amazing; She was being extra carefully, in a way she’d never been with anyone before. Not that Cordelia wasn’t normally careful, in fact she was always really careful, but with Misty she felt like nothing could be too much, or even enough; She loved the witch so much that every single touch had to be perfect.

Misty’s moans started getting stronger and stronger; Even though Cordelia had never been with a woman before, she knew exactly what it meant. The older witch slowed her moves, teasing the blonde;

“De-Delia… please” A breathless Misty managed to speak.

Cordelia smiled while she felt Misty’s hands at her hair, holding it a bit stronger now; She smiled and started kissing the younger woman’s inner tights, slowly getting closer to her clit; When she finally reached it, the Cajun’s breath got impossibly heavier, and she started moaning louder.

The older woman started sucking Misty’s center, while her fingers were coming in and out faster now. After some moments the blonde reached her orgasm; Cordelia carefully took her fingers out, licking them while laying on the blonde’s side, who was struggling to catch her breath back.

The Cajun rested her face at Cordelia’s chest, who started to stroke the younger witch’s hair and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

“I like ya so much” Misty said as she passed her fingertips trough Cordelia’s pale skin

“I like you too, a lot… since the first time I laid my eyes on you”

Both smiled and Misty gently bent over for a soft kiss; It was the beginning of something magic called “Love”.

Yoongi 3:

Your alarm went off right as your mom screamed telling you to wake up “Honey. First day of school!” she was too cheerful this early in the morning. You groaned looking at your phone. It was 7 am which meant you had an hour to get dressed, because walking to your school took no longer than 15 minutes. After showering, you decided to flat iron your hair. You had defined curls which you always flat ironed. Yoongi never saw your natural curls. Everyone used to comment how beautiful they are but you preferred straight hair because straight hair made you look less innocent and sexier. You quickly threw on your skinny jeans, white ruffled top, and pink heels. Thank goodness this school has no dress code.

Walking out of the room you were met with your mother’s voice “honey, let me give you a ride” she offered. “No thanks mom, I’ll walk” you said grabbing your purse. “You look so cute” she commented. You spin for her acting like a model “I don’t think the heels are a good idea” she said “Bye mom” you walked out “Y/N let me give you a ride, what if you get lost. You’ve only been to that school once.” She yelled out “Its fine mom, Love you!” you said closing the door behind you.

 

Walking out you felt the breeze. Today seems like such a beautiful day, the sun looked bright and the sky was the prettiest shade of blue. You remembered the route to your school consisted of some turns here and there but generally you had to walk straight ahead. Somehow the street did not seem familiar at all and no matter how many turns you made you found yourself getting further and further from your destination “Fuck” you cursed to yourself. You could have sworn you knew the right way. You decided to just turn around and retrace your steps. As you quickly turned your body you came in contact with someone “uh! Fuck” you cursed as you felt the force push you towards the floor. Luckily he was quick enough to grab your body. His grip was rather strong. Looking up, you tried to make out who he was but your heart nearly stopped. YOONGI. He quickly let go of you as he took a step back to create some distance. He looked different. Hotter. His hair was wet and falling down his forehead, his outfit gave him a bad boy demeanor. He looked at you up and down, closely examining your outfit or body- who knows. He looked at your face closely before his eyes scanned your lips. You looked away. You swore you could have heard a low chuckle “What?” you asked annoyed “I didn’t say anything” he said with a smirk. You suddenly remembered how mad you were at him “Fuck off” you said walking away. As you walked away you turned around to give him one last glance. But you found him still standing there staring at you. Before he turned and continued in his direction.

Your thoughts were now filled by him. You were getting more frustrated the longer you walked. Your feet were hurting and you knew you were like an hour late to school. After many turns you suddenly saw a familiar building. Finally! You nearly ran to it. Once you walked inside, the front desk gave you your schedule. “Welcome to first day. Let me take you to your second period. You’re a bit late” she said as she walked you up the stairs. “I got lost” you said scanning the walls and students roaming the hall. “Here it is. Have a good day” she said “Thanks” you replied as you opened the door. Walking in you tried to scan the room for a seat in the back. “Hello, new student?” the teacher asked. “Yes” you said walking towards him “Introduce yourself to the class please” he said. He looked kind of goofy. “Hello, I am Y/N” you said before bowing. “Hello!” some students said back. You could tell some guys were a little too eager. “Nice to meet you, and I am Mr. Andrew. Y/N please take a seat next to Suga” the teacher said as he pointed towards a guy. Looking towards it your mouth instantly dropped. “Who?” you said “Suga raise your hand so she can see you” he instructed to which you saw Yoongi look up before lazily raising his hand. You nearly gave him a death glare. He lied. So many thoughts were running through your head as you took a seat next to him. He had beats around his neck. You tried your hardest to ignore him and not even glance his way. You were raging inside. “Class, since this is literature we are going to be writing a lot in here. But don’t worry it won’t be boring. What you write in here will be used for your benefit in your specified department” Mr. Andrew said writing on the wall. “Take one and pass it around” he instructed the class. Once the sheet came your way you nearly snatched it out of Yoongi’s hands. He just glanced at you. “Fucking liar” you mumbled to which he glanced your way for a little longer. The whole class period consisted of him sneaking looks here and there “Why do you keep staring at me?” you finally asked. He ignored you.

 “Suga? Have you see rap monster?” a girl turned her head towards him “No” he said not bothering to even look up at her. Rude. “Hm… Suga” you said feeling his name roll out your mouth, he looked up at you “What a nice name. I wonder who TF is Yoongi?” you said staring into his eyes “Don’t call me that” he said seeming serious “Yoongi? But isn’t that your name? Or did you fucking lie about that too” you said wanting to piss him off even more “Don’t call me Yoongi again. I am not joking” he said nearly slamming his books down. “YOONGI!” You screamed out his name to which people turned to face you with eyebrows raised. You could tell he was mad but you didn’t give a fuck. Suddenly, Yoongi pulled you out of the class. “What tf is your problem!?” he yelled “You’re a fucking liar! That’s my problem” you yelled back “Get over me already, it’s pathetic” he said causing your jaw to drop. ”I am over you. I feel nothing for a lying bastard” you shot back before entering the class.

You went through your core classes – writing and science- and to your surprise Yoongi was in them both. Fuck. You sat furthest away from him. In each class you noticed there was Yoongi and these other boys who girls never took their eyes off of. Apparently they were friends because they constantly joked around. They were all so handsome.

In science class you saw a girl who was rather too friendly with him. “Yoongi, look what I wrote” she said showing him. Did she just call him…Yoongi? You were questioning so many things. So he let her call him that but not me? If anyone was desperate it was her, she was being so clingy especially on the first day. “Ugh!” you groaned loudly but she didn’t notice. But you think Yoongi did.

“Yoongi, I need to speak to you privately” she whispered into his ears as she stood up to walk out. While she walked out you saw her shorten her skirt. You rolled your eyes. Did she say speak? Yeah right. He waited about 5 minutes before he stepped outside of the class. You couldn’t help but feel jealous. You tried to ignore them. But once you noticed that they had been missing for nearly 15 minutes you started feeling anxious. What did she want? You decided to walk out and pretend to use the bathroom. As you walked down the hallway you suddenly heard voices “Baby what’s wrong? You’ve been out of it all day?” you heard her voice. You followed it to discover the noise coming from a closet “Nothing, I’m just sleepy” Yoongi said. Baby? Did she just call him baby? You wanted to slap the shit out of her. But why tf did you even care. You didn’t own him.

After a couple of seconds, you heard something that you dreaded the most “Yoongi, fuck me already” she whispered and your stomach nearly turned “Not now Yoona” he said. “Please I can’t wait” she begged. You heard kisses and not long after she was whimpering. You felt sick listening to him touch her but you couldn’t find it in yourself to move away. “Uhh right there. Deeper!” she moaned “Ughh fuck this feels good” Yoongi let out, to which you felt your eyes water. He was fucking someone else so easily without protesting or anything. Fucking asshole. “You feel so tight and your boobs are perfect. Don’t worry about me fucking other whores, I will never again” he groaned. Whores? Your tears fell down your cheeks. “Ugh mhh yes, keep your dick only for me.” she said. Suddenly you stormed out pissed. You entered the bathroom and washed your face. Right as you were about to step out you heard the bell ring. How long were you in the bathroom for? You decided to stop in front of the lockers. You were staring into space. Your heart really hurt. People were passing by. You spotted Yoongi walking from afar with her and you did something you would later question. “Hey” you said looking at a hot random boy passing you by “Hey” he said looking at you up and down, checking you out. “Kiss me” you whispered. He looked at you for a while as if it was too good to be true before he pulled you into him. He was attempting the romantic kiss but you went for a full makeout session. You hadn’t noticed that you were kissing for so long that a teacher had to tell you guys to break it up “Detention!” he yelled handing both of  you a slip of paper. You looked to your side and saw Yoongi staring at you. You pretended not to see him. The boy ripped up his slip of paper and winked at you before walking away “She’s so fucking hot” you heard him say to himself as he passed by Yoongi.

 It was lunch time now. But you had detention for the shit you just pulled. Great. You looked back at the spot where Yoongi was standing but he was no longer there. Why did you even care? You shook your head from the thought of him before walking to your class to grab your purse. The room was empty when you walked in. Grabbing your stuff you spotted Yoongi walk in. You didn’t even glance his way as you stormed past him. But you could tell he was glaring at you.

Good thing the detention room was down the hall so you didn’t have to do much looking to find it. You stopped to get some water. When you looked up you saw Yoongi staring at you as he entered the detention room. Is he fucking serious!?

You walked in hoping to find many students but it was just you, him and another teacher. The other boy didn’t even show up. You had to sit quietly without saying anything. The teacher who was supervising had to go to a meeting so he advised you guys to remain in the room or have the consequence of a weeklong detention. As soon as he stepped out Yoongi placed his beats on his ears ignoring your existence. Why the fuck was he even here for? You were pissed but you had to remind yourself to calm down. You stared at the ceiling for a while before you saw him eyeing your shoes again. “What the fuck do you want?” you asked but he was busy listening to music to hear you. You heard him chuckle which made you rage. Standing up, you walked towards him. You grabbed his beats before slamming them on his table “What’s so funny!?” you asked brushing your hair off your shoulders “Who tf do you think you are to touch my shit!?” he yelled making you flinch. Why was he suddenly so angry? “Control your bitchy attitude” he said shooting a look. You felt like that was directed at something else. “Bitchy?” you asked raising your eyebrows. You reached for his headset but he was quicker than you. “Wow, you just can’t fucking chill? Can you?” he said causing you to nearly want to slap him “I just asked what was so funny? You keep eyeing my shoes” you stated. “Maybe you should ask yourself, walking around in heels begging strangers to fuck you” he said causing your jaw to drop. You were speechless. You wanted to say something but words got caught in your throat. You heard him chuckle “Your plan didn’t quite work. Next time I recommend you take him to a private room rather than the middle of the hall way” he said smirking. “Oh you must be an expert at doing shit in abandoned places and private rooms huh?” you shot back. “Not before you” he said and you fought everything in your bones not to slap him “Well, I guess you’re welcome. It’s sad your sex life is shitty” you spat trying to act like his words didn’t hurt you before walking out.

 That was it. You were done with him. You went to hide in the bathroom and cry. He was turning you into his weak bitch. You never cried because of a boy. You pulled yourself together and walked out trying to go curse him but when you came back in the room he was gone.

The hallway was packed and it was almost time for fourth period. Walking in you were surprised at the amount of students. All the senior students were told to gather in the gym. Teachers would call out students and inspect them for the rest of the day to see who would be in what department. There were four departments- Theater, Music, Dance, and triple threat. Triple threat which was a combination of all three was very difficult to get in. You were inspected by a young male who was very handsome. A lot of students looked up to him and some girls even dreamt of sleeping with him. His name was Park Jimin. You heard a couple of things about him from random classmates. Apparently he was in the triple threat department, and a senior like you. He is already in a famous boy band and is very advanced in dancing and singing, so he was chosen to teach a class and inspect students this year. He called your name and he told you to come into a private room where students perform their talent. “Hi, I am Park Jimin” he said smiling at you “I’m Y/N” You smiled back. “So…ahah” he laughed looking at your heels. “Sorry I didn’t think it through” you said trying not to get frustrated at how everyone was judging you for wearing heels “No, I like them. I was just thinking it will be hard to perform in them.” He said. You remained silent so he continued “So what’s your talent?” he asked “I can sing and dance. I like rapping but I don’t think I would call myself talented. And I started acting since I was 10” you said causing him to raise his eyebrows. “Wow, triple threat huh?” he said causing you to chuckle. As you were about to ask him a question another man walked in. He was an elderly “Y/N, this is Mr. J, he is the real inspector. He’s very talented and has a lot to offer us” Jimin said before you bowed “Hello Mr. J” you greeted him but he didn’t say anything back “So what are you going to be performing” he asked as he walked to sit down on the chair. “I will…um” You tried to think of what to do “She can perform for every category” Jimin offered and you nodded. You performed for all three categories and throughout your performances Mr.J never smiled not once. But Jimin on the other hand thought you were very talented “Ok, that would be all I need to see. Go back to the gym” Mr.J said causing you to wonder what you did wrong. You bowed at both of them before walking out. Jimin had to go pick the next student so he walked with you to the gym “That was the best performance I’ve seen so far today and like ever” he said causing you to smile. He was really sweet. “Thank you” you said cheerfully suddenly feeling good from his kind words. “Mr.J is a hard criticizer. Wherever you end up, your beyond talented” Jimin said causing you to smile “Oh no, your giving me words of encouragement. That must mean I fucked up” you said causing him to laugh “No, no” he said shaking his head. “You were good ,trust me. You deserve to debut solo”. “Did you want to debut solo” you asked “No, I love my members. They’re my family” he said with a huge grin. “How were you able to debut without finishing high school yet?”. “Mr. J saw potential in us” he replied “Don’t laugh at me. But I’ve never heard of your band” you said causing him to chuckle. “I can tell. That’s why I like you” he said “You know what, how about you meet me after school and I will take you to where we practice. So you can see us live” he offered “Really? Ok!” you said surprised at his offer. He opened the gym door letting you in before waving at you. As you waved back people stared. They were either curious or jealous. Sitting down you bumped into a girl “Oh sorry” she apologized “No, it’s my fault” you said. You both sat down not saying anything for a good 30 minutes before she started moving around too much “You’re really bored, aren’t you?” you asked “Bored!? I am so nervous. He will inspect me and uhhh I am too nervous” she said in a fangirl tone “Who?” you laughed “Taehyung!…I mean V” she said correcting herself. “Who is he?” you asked causing her to nearly have a fit “Who is he!?” she screamed before hitting you “Ouch”. “Have you been living under a rock” she asked “He is in BTS! And he is so cute! And my crush” she said whispering the last part as if it was a hidden secret. “Your obsessed” You said laughing “I really like him, but he has never noticed me” she said sounding sad. “How does he look like? I can make him notice you”. She nearly had another fit. She was so cute and innocent. You were drawn to her. She reminded you of your old self. “I am starting to really like you. Oh, I am Sara by the way” she said. “I’m Y/N”. Suddenly Yoongi and that girl from earlier walked in together followed by a couple of other students. “I can’t fucking stand him” your mood suddenly changed “Ahah why?” she asked laughing “Just because” you said “That’s Suga” she told you. “Why do some people call him Yoongi?” you asked “Because that’s his real name. Suga is his stage name” she informed you as if she knew everything about everyone “Stage name? I’m not following” you said “He’s kind of…um intimidating to people. So everyone he trusts and knows can call him Yoongi and everyone else has to call him Suga. Which is his name in BTS” she said causing your head to snap towards her “He’s in a band!?” you said suddenly remembering your first encounter with him when he told you not to let anyone know he was in the park. And you thought he was being conceded. “So who is she?” You asked suddenly wondering so much about his life “That’s Yoona, his girlfriend”. You chuckled “Yeah right” you mumbled. Yoongi doesn’t have girlfriends. Maybe fuck buddies but that’s about it. “He’s a rapper” she said and after that you blocked her voice out getting trapped in your thoughts. Only people close to him and those he trusts can know his real name? Wtf does that mean? You thought. He told you his name the first day you met. So…

You stayed in the gym for the rest of the day because everyone had to be judged. Once it was dismissal time. Sara said bye to you and you waved at her. “Tomorrow they will tell us what department we’re in. I’m so nervous. But Taehyung talked and smiled at me today” she said walking away with a big smile on her face “I mean V!” she screamed causing you to Laugh. She was something special.

 

As you picked up your bag Jimin came walking towards you “Hey, you ready?” he said causing you to jump “Oh god!” you screamed as he laughed.

His practice room was a couple of blocks away from the school located at a huge building “Wow you practice…here” you said in awe “Yeah” he said swiping his card to get in. How fancy was that. “What happens when one member gets too drunk?” you asked “We have a bell to ring and a camera to show us who it is” he said “Nice”. Once you entered you came in contact with a tall man “That’s rap monster, he’s the leader” he introduced you to him “Hyung, no girls now. We need to practice in a little bit” he said acting like a leader. “But nice to meet you, I’m rap monster.” He said smiling “Hi. I’m Y/N” you said bowing.  “Where are the boys?” Jimin asked “I’m not sure. I texted them telling them to get their asses here” rap monster replied. You sat down in their living room as you waited with the two boys. Their lounge was really big. “Let’s watch TV” rap monster said. After 30 minutes and you heard unfamiliar voices “Man! Today was long!” one guy screamed out “We had to inspect so many people. I think I’ve seen enough performances for today” another complained as they made their way towards the lounge. “There were so many pretty girls with nice bodies though”. They stopped talking once they saw you “ We have a Guest! And she’s a Girl! Wow Hi!” one boy said cheerfully “I’m J-Hope” he introduced himself. “And Im Taehyung” another boy said shooting you his smile. Wait. So that’s who Sara was talking about? “Nice to meet you both, I’m Y/N” you said “Are you here for one of the boys?” one asked “She’s here to watch us perform.” Jimin said and you nodded “Who’s your bias?” Jhope asked smiling cutely “Its me” Taehyung said doing his peace sign. You liked them. “I don’t know any of you guys so I’m not sure” you said laughing.

“She’s never heard of us” Jimin said and they all look at each other. “Wow”.

 “Hyung, some of the boys can’t make it” Taehyung suddenly said reading a text from his phone. The leader groaned “Let’s start without them”. They all headed towards the stairs. “This is our practice room” Jimin informed you. Entering the room you felt inspired to begin to dance. It was bright and it had so many mirrors on the walls. The boys stretched and conversed with you. Then they stared dancing to their song “Blood, sweat, and tears”. They were amazing. Especially Jimin, V, and J-hope. Your favorite was Jimin’s dancing. “Wow! You guys are incredible.” You would complement them throughout the song making funny remarks “Its ok rap monster, don’t give up. Dancing is in your blood just push though the struggle” you would joke getting a glare from him and laughs from the other guys. “She is honestly the best to have here” Taehyung commented. “Hey guys, I really need to use the bathroom” you stated. “Down the hall” J-hope said sweaty and out of breath. You left the dance room and walked down the hall. As you made a turn you came in contact with a bunch of rooms. You entered one accidently. Looking around you suddenly got weird flashbacks. Something was strange about this room. You couldn’t put your fingers on it but strangely you felt like you’ve been here before. Suddenly you heard footsteps approaching. You did the only thing that came to your head. Run in the closet. As you slowly closed it and hid in the corner you saw someone enter. “uhh” he groaned as he sat on the bed. You tried to look through the cracks to figure out who he was but it was difficult. He stood up from his bed and began undressing himself. You nearly gasped as you saw him bend to take off his pants. No fucking way. You must be dreaming right now. This seems surreal. As he stood naked in front of your view you tried to shut your eyes. He walked towards the closet and your heart stopped. NO! You tried to move to the corner but it was too late when he opened it. FUCK.

The signs as things I’ve done

Aries: Went to a thrift shop and took a nap on one of their couches and woke up to find a lot of people looking and me and whispering, later came to find out everyone thought I was homeless and a customer wanted to buy the couch I was on but didn’t know what to do about me

Taurus: Baked 16 dozen donuts and 14 dozen whoopie pies within one hour

Gemini: Stole a horse

Cancer: Went for a walk at around ten pm downtown and found a car some people were using to hide from the police. They asked me to keep watch out for a bit if they payed me so I did. We talked a lot about Pokemon

Leo: Went for a walk in the woods and found the skeleton of something large but not human

Virgo: Almost started a public orgy

Libra: Accidentally stole an exacto knife from my graphic design class and gave it back to the teacher three days later by pulling it out of my pocket and laughing “sorry” and handing it back to her

Scorpio: Walked around downtown at around one am and got mistaken for a ghost by a grown man also out walking who started crying

Sagittarius: Managed to get ran over by a parked car

Capricorn: Really wanted eggs but didn’t feel like cooking so just stood in my kitchen and ate four of them raw

Aquarius: Let three stray cats into my house at three am to hang out. One of them lives with me now

Pisces: Trapped several of my neighbors in a barn and snuck around the upper-level storage area to make them think it was haunted

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please write a fic where jason and kim have to stay in detention for exra time but the teacher leaves and they get up too 'things'. (please not smut just maybe so passionate kissing or something do what yo want.)

“Well seeing that I have to stay here longer because of you two, I’m going to get myself coffee. Scott, you go to the other side of the room,” the teacher said.

Jason got up from his seat next to Kim and sat at the farthest desk. He sighed and only complied so they wouldn’t be here on Sunday as well. He leaned back in the chair, Kim looked over with a frown. The bearded teacher mumbled as he left for the teacher’s lounge.

Once the door was closed she got up and ran passed the few tabled. She couldn’t wait for the detention to be over. She held his jean jacket before kissing him. They got caught passing notes and with what was written in them got them in trouble. The two hadn’t been official for that long so they were still both very hands on. His fingers ran through her hair; he held her as they kissed.

“You should come over to my place tonight,” she said. “You know for homework.”

She ran back to her seat, not wanting to be caught. She looked over and gave Jason a wink. The teacher returned with his coffee and a newspaper. Jason pulled out his laptop and opened up iMessage. He looked over to her to see she was copying him. He opened up a word document so he could work on an essay as well as speak with her.

Yeah homework sounds good

Want to grab a bite after this first?

How about I make us dinner?

Sounds fancy Jay.

Jason closed his laptop as he looked to the clock. He knew it had to be soon and they had both been quiet. He started to pack away his things as the teacher got up and left the classroom. This time Jason got up, walked over and kissed her. It was so hard to not do this all the time, he broke the kiss and ran back to his seat. The teacher returned with more coffee. He checked his watch and sighed with relief.

“Okay, time to go. Next time you need to keep those notes at home Maybe not you Jason, you do have a little sister right? I wouldn’t want her reading those words.”

Jason and Kim got up, they walked out slowly and a few feet apart. Once they got a hallway away they took hold of each other’s hands. Their fingers entwined and her head rested on his bicep. Jason’s  thumb mindlessly rubbed the back of her hand. They left the school and walked over to her car.

“I hope you’re hungry, I make a mean peanut butter and jelly,” he said.

“Maybe we should just get sushi?” she said.

“I don’t know pb and j would really hit the spot,” he said with a smile.

“I can’t take you anywhere can I?” she said and opened his door.

“Okay I’ll settle for sushi, but you be the little spoon tonight,” he said.

“But Jason!” she said. “I really wanted to be the big spoon!”

can’t it be me instead? chpt 6

chpt 1, chpt 2, chpt 3, chpt 4, chpt 5, chpt 7, chpt 8, chpt 9

summary; the love of your life, Rocky, get’s a girlfriend suddenly and it feels like your world is falling apart. With the help of Moonbin, you try to win him back, but in the end you’re not sure if that’s what you want.

a.n. ok so I should probably mention that I am a complete liar and if I say that something is going to be up tomorrow, it probably means within the next 3 days ok hahah I hate myself.

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This is literally how easy it would’ve been to make TaeBi happen.

“Aren’t you going to get rid of that?”  Eun Byul asks Eun Bi, who is playing with the oversized teddy bear from Yi Ahn on her bed.

“Oh.  Yes,” Eun Bi quietly responds.  She puts the bear in a cardboard box and tapes the folds shut.  Eun Byul walks over and leans against the wall, peering down at her sister.

“Dongsaeng, there’s something I’ve wanted to ask you,” Eun Byul tells her sister.

“What is it?”

“Do you like Gong Tae Kwang?”

Eun Bi folds her hands together and lowers her eyes to the floor.

“No,” She answers.

“Ah, really?  Then is it Han Yi Ahn?”  Eun Byul presses.  Eun Bi quickly shakes her head and looks up at her sister.

“Unnie, it’s not like that,” she insists.  Eun Byul grins and climbs on the bed to sit beside her sister.

“Yah, Eun Bi-ah,” she begins, “You’ve only known me for a few weeks and you’re already lying to me?”  She nudges her sister’s shoulder and Eun Bi scoots away. “Which one is it?  Gong Tae Kwang, or Han Yi Ahn?”

Eun Bi looks at the wall in front of her, wishing she could seep into it and escape her Unnie’s questions until she knows the answers.

“I… don’t know,” the younger sister explains.  “I’ve never had this kind of attention before—attention from someone I like.  I don’t know enough about myself to say that for sure that I like either of them.”  Eun Byul wraps her arms around Eun Bi as she begins to cry.  “I’ve already told Tae Kwang I didn’t like him, and I regret it.  Not because I like him, but because I don’t dislike him.”

“Don’t cry, Eun Bi,” Eun Byul soothes.  “It’s ok not to know.”

“And Han Yi Ahn,” Eun Bi continues, “He’s yours, Unnie.”

“He’s not mine,” Eun Byul laughs.  “So if you decide you like him, don’t hold back, ok?  I’d be disappointed in both of you,” she teases.  Eun Bi manages to smile and look at her sister.

“If it comes to that, I won’t,” she chuckles through a smile.  “But for now, I think I’ll put both of them away.  Like I put the teddy bear away.”

“Aigoo, so mature,” Eun Byul comments as she pats the top of her sister’s head.

“What’s up?  Why did you call me here?”  Han Yi Ahn asks with a mile-wide grin.  He leans against the railing of a foot bridge, just a few feet from where she stands, looking out into the river.  “Have you missed me that much?”

“Han Yi Ahn,” Eun Bi states.  “I… have something to tell you.”

Yi Ahn folds his arms together and feels his chest become tight.  The last time she said those words, it was to say that she wasn’t Eun Byul.

“Yi Ahn,” she begins again, “I…  We…  Let’s stop this.”  She continues gazing at the river as deeply as she can; she can’t bear to look at her friend.  “I know you like me.  I thought I liked you, too, but when you were mad and stayed away from me, it gave me time to reflect.”

“Reflect?”  Yi Ahn calmly asks, though he is secretly worried.  Eun Bi nods her head.

“Yes.  Reflect.  You had every right to be mad at me.  I know that.  At that moment, I wasn’t the Eun Byul that you loved.  I was Eun Bi, a stranger to you.  To take advantage of your feelings like that…  is something I can’t do,” she tells him quietly.

“But if I say it’s ok—“

“Han Yi Ahn,” she interrupts.  “I want to learn more about myself.  I want to love myself—as Eun Bi, not Eun Byul.  And before I can think about returning your feelings, I need to find who I am.  What I like.  Who likes me for me.”

Yi Ahn tries to pull her into a hug, but she pushes away.  He laughs, despite his eyes tearing up, and puts his hands on his hips.

“Ok,” he mumbles.  “Ok.  Find yourself, Lee Eun Bi.  I hope the road to who you are brings you back to me someday.”

“Thank you,” Eun Bi whispers as she turns and begins her walk back home.

6 MONTHS LATER

Tae Kwang is running late for school again, but it doesn’t matter.  His father had a full breakfast with him, and he ran into his old homeroom teacher who was standing outside of Sekang High, reminiscing on the old days.

It is lunch time when he finally gets to school.  As he walks through the doors, he feels a soft buzz in his pocket.  He pulls out his phone and reads the text message that he just received.

“Rooftop” is all it says, and it is from Lee Eun Bi.

This is the first he has heard from Eun Bi since she made it a point to avoid him at her academy (which he transferred out of and back to Sekang because he realized he was bothering her.)  To see the familiar “Rooftop” in a text message from her fills him with joy.  He runs to the roof as fast as he can.

When he opens the door, Eun Bi turns around with a soft smile and happy eyes.  Tae Kwang slowly walks over to her, and then asks the inevitable.  “Lee… Eun Bi?”  He asks.  She shakes her head.

“No,” she firmly says.  He begins to pout and she pinches his chin.  It appears Go Eun Byul has returned.  “It’s Go Eun Bi now,” she laughs.  Tae Kwang excitedly pulls her into a hug, then quickly backs off.

“Sorry, I know you don’t like that,” he sighs.  “It’s just been so long, and—“

“I’ve missed you, Gong Tae Kwang,” Eun Bi interjects.  Tae Kwang looks at her with wide, surprised eyes, and she steps toward him.  “Yah, I said I’ve missed you.  Aren’t you going to say it back?”

“Eun Bi…”

“Aigoo, let me say it differently.  Lee Eun Bi missed you very much.  She has come back as Go Eun Bi, thankful to Tae Kwang for taking care of her in the past.”  She pauses and takes a deep breath.  “Gong Tae Kwang…  Can Go Eun Bi take care of you now?”

cue Sungjae’s song

My Teen’s Teacher

Anonymous asked: Megan, can I please please please get some Modern Thorin?? OOOH, maybe the reader is a single parent and Thorin is her daughter’s/son’s teacher? Maybe the kid could be a middle/high-school student so there’s not a huge age difference between Thorin and the reader??

Here it is, lovely! I do not own Thorin Oakenshield (Although I call him Durin in this fic.) He belongs to J.R.R.Tolkien

Warnings: none that I can think, unless you count being a single mother, Modern AU

Pairings: Thorin x fem!reader

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*Y/S/N = your son’s name (or whichever boy’s name you want to use if you don’t have children.)


You ran your hand through your (h/c) hair as you sat outside the classroom waiting. It had been years since you had been school, but now it felt like you were the one in trouble. “Sorry, mom. I swear I don’t know what I did,” your son tried to explain for the hundredth time since you sat down. You took a deep breath. “I know,” you replied as the door opened. You were slightly nervous since you’d never met your son’s History teacher before and you always wondered if they’d judge you for being a single mother.

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