and she told me not to invite people that cause drama

unpopular opinion: there’s no way we can get a great garnet episode at this point

aka why i can understand why garnet stopped having episodes dedicated to her.

this isnt to justify the lack of episodes dedicated to her, but rather my anger and frustrations with the crewniverse for repeatedly stunting any development for her and turning her into a really bland and overly forgiving mom character

garnet transformed from this mysterious mother figure that would do quirky things and have spouts of anger to a faux progressive happy go lucky character (odlaws’ put my issue into words perfectly if you wanna understand it more)

like back in season 1? what were garnet’s flaws:

she was awkward, she would turn violent if you pushed her hard enough, she over estimates steven, she can lose focus easily, her stoic persona made her come off as uncaring and intimidating

after jailbreak, keeping it together and cry for help you would think garnet would face new conflicts such as trust issues, dealing with PTSD, coping with horrific imagery, letting things go, etc

but no. we never get any of that. we’re not ALLOWED to get any of that. instead all that emotion and turmoil is given to ruby and sapphire. really godbless these characters, i still love them to death and despite some of my issues with keystone motel, its still a really solid and enjoyable ep. But this arc was supposed to be about garnet being hurt. pearl was jealous of garnet and pearl hurt garnet. when pearl was insulting sugilite no one went “how rude of pearl to insult amethyst and garnet”. We all understood that sugilite was a separate identity who made her own decisions and garnet and amethyst weren’t influencing it. 

even when ruby and sapphire were angry about how they were hurt, RUBY was in the wrong because she didnt want to forgive pearl right away and sapphire told her that forgiving pearl was the right thing. ignoring the fact that that was a terrible message to send, that you need to just forgive people who hurt you right away just because they’re close friends, we never get a chance to see garnet vent and show her anger. even in Friend Ship, it ended with garnet playing the life coach for pearl DESPITE pearl not giving a proper apology and instead making bad excuses and using guilt tripping tactics (”im not strong enough” “im just useless”). its like the tumblr equivalent of someone going “i know i did something bad i get it im trash i deserve to die”. But garnet can’t shut that down can she? garnet cant receive a good apology can she? no she has to sit down and stroke Pearl’s ego for a goddamn minute.

garnet cant express her feelings because that’s wrong and bad! pearl can scream at a child and smack a wall simply because he tried to be supportive but garnet cant be mad. garnet’s not allowed to express her feelings. Friend Ship and Cry For Help made me realize something awful.

when garnet’s mad its not sympathetic, it’s scary

back in season 1 I forgave it since garnet was an imposing figure. she’s weird and mysterious. when she was mad it was over things like accidentally getting her glasses knocked off and ronaldo kidnapping steven. you could laugh at the situation with her and not really take her anger seriously enough

so you would think given the circumstances, the writers would understand that we should sympathize with garnet since she was violated. which isnt at all funny and nearly made her defuse.

But you’re not supposed to empathize with garnet. you’re not supposed to relate to her. You’re not supposed to go “poor garnet thats so messed up”. you’re instead supposed to react like “Yeah that was messed up but WHY is she mad at pearl :(”

amethyst complains about the house being awkward and taking neither sides despite it clearly being something that she should be supporting garnet in. steven doesnt support garnet either. when pearl snapped at steven in Rose’s Scabbard, steven chases after her and spends some time with her to lift her mood. But steven didn’t care to do anything for garnet. Steven didn’t invite her to come to the motel. Steven didn’t take the time to talk to her. and Steven didn’t make any attempt to relate to her.

and yet guess who did get the good ol’ “get coddled like a baby” treatment.

pearl. someone who was the cause of all this drama. who not only violated a friend several times, but delayed their mission and risked endangering everyone for the sake of feeling good about herself. but ofc the writer’s woobie fave could never do anything wrong :(

an entire arc that should’ve been meant to flesh out both garnet and pearl ended up shelving garnet and treating pearl like the victim in all of this. that SHE’S the one who needs help.

how insulting

a black woman who sang a song about the importance of love and fusion, who nearly fell apart when she saw forced fusions, is not the victim in this. the Cry For Help was about pearl. garnet needed to drop all her feelings for pearl.

And afterwards it just went downhill from there. its like the show completely gave up on garnet.

more focus and screen time was given to ruby and sapphire, who again i love, but get more development than garnet.

and finally we reach “Log Date 7 15 2″ or as i like to call it “the rise of magical negro garnet”

Peridot’s comments don’t piss off Garnet. You don’t see her get visibly angry. She barely musters a response except for mildly bored look. I wasn’t asking for “garnet beats up peridot for being a homophobe”, but I know very well that garnet would not be the type to just allow Peridot to spend several days making off color comments. Garnet looks bored to mildly pleased. 

You could call this character development except… not really? Garnet smiling more does not equal Garnet being way more tolerant of disrespectful behavior. But since this was an arc for peridot i forgave it a bit. 

But then came episodes like Gem Harvest where Garnet would seriously be the last person to just shut up and tolerate Andy’s disrespectful behavior. And in Mindful Education we see garnet using ruby and sapphire to express how they handle trauma rather than Garnet using her own emotions.

Garnet isn’t flawed anymore. Garnet doesn’t make awkward comments or act in ways that are oddly violent. She’s not brash or passionate. She’s just there to offer advice.

Finally there’s Room For Ruby, an episode that made me sit and go “there is no way in hell this is the same garnet before”

  • garnet was already cautious with Steven trying to train a corrupted gem, why would she not even moniter him teaching Navy about earth (i know they think she’s dumb but she’s not an animal and there’s a reason why the diamonds sent out those rubies)
  • garnet saw a future where navy did not care about being a crystal gem and did nothing. excuse me? Garnet says herself her future vision works like a river with various streams connecting to it, and relies on the future thats most common (she when she jumped in front of a spilled coffee pot to protect steven). garnet even understood at the end of the episode that bad futures are possible and risky, and if they’re most common she needs needs to act on it. why on earth would garnet see a future where navy takes the ship and leave and not do anything about it
  • she was waaaaay too laxed about steven failing to stop navy. remember when she said she was terrified of Blue Diamond? Or when she smashed a warp pad just for seeing peridot show up? 

garnet’s cool with everything now. she doesnt care. she became the most assertive member of the team to the most passive. she’s easy to convince and push. she lacks any depth outside of “quiet mom who smiles sometimes”.

i cant believe im saying this but i honestly thing the crew fucked with her personality harder than lapis. because at least in lapis’s case, there was no concrete identity for her.

but there was one for garnet, one we all loved. 

awkward, funny, quirky, sensitive and assertive garnet.

the writers could have developed it more and jailbreak made me believe we were going to see more of her. but instead the writers decided decided “Garnet with layered personalities is a bit too much for us. so we gotta simplify her. make her the walking shoulder to cry on. the friend that enables everything you do, she just loves steven and thats all that matters.”

and that’s all garnet is now. she’s almost like peridot. happy go lucky, overly forgiving and a shell of her former self.

and that makes me mad

bad | 02

 He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Originally posted by whyparkjimin

MEMBER: jeon jungkook x reader (ft. kim taehyung)

GENRE: romance, smutish, fluff

WORDS: 4 589

WARNINGS: badboy!jungkook, badboy!taehyung, cussing, mature

01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08coming soon ↠ 

A/N: you people wanted more, so I’m here to give you more. this is not the last part. again, tell me if you want it to continue. I don’t wanna keep writing if no one cares. and tHANKS FOR 500

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A/N: Hello everyone! It’s been a hot minute. Hopefully this new series makes up for everything J I haven’t written hybrid!au stuff before, but I find it really hot so why the fuck not right?

There will be smut in later chapters!

If you’re not into that kind of stuff, then I wouldn’t read this story.

Based sorta on this J-Drama called Kimi Wa Petto, if you wanna check it out its super cute.

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Drabble Prompt: “Can you struggle a little? I feel like you’re taking this way too calmly and I’m worried.“

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Requested by: @torn-and-frayed

“Happy Birthday, sexy!” Your boyfriend exclaims when he saunters into your best friend’s house.

“Thanks, sexy!” You sass jumping up, wrapping your arms and legs around the insanely gorgeous man.

“You made it.” You whisper into his ear sounding muffled.

“Of course I made it, gorgeous. I would never miss this.” He whispers back leaning his forehead on yours.

“Ok ok. There’s other people here, you fuckers!” Jared cracks making you bury your face into Jensen’s neck, trying to hide flushed cheeks.

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Not So Vanilla 

Summary: The reader is stuck in the friend zone with Archie but desperately wants out. She’s so in her head that she doesn’t pick up on the constant hints Archie drops, or even listen to what Jughead tells her. One party changes all that. 

Word Count: 5458

Author’s note: Okay this is my first Archie imagine!! Please let me know your thoughts and I’m sorry it’s long but trust me theres a lot of smut;) I want to write more Riverdale so tell me if you like it!

You were sitting at a booth in Pop’s across from your best friend Jughead, eating some fries and a milkshake. Jughead was in the middle of one of his philosophical rants about this small town and, “ All the damn secrets within it”.

Riverdale had been turned upside down ever since of the murder of Jason Blossom, and everyone was acting differently. Jughead swore something was up and suddenly your small group of friends turned into, “ Mystery Incorporated” aka the characters of Scooby Doo.

You were distracted from what Jughead was saying when you saw Archie walk in to pick up an order. The thing about Archie was that you were good friends, but you’d always had feelings for him.

The reason you never acted on it was because your other best friend Betty had been in a similar boat, and when she confessed her feelings Archie explained he didn’t feel the same way. Betty was incredible and if Archie turned down her you’d hate to see what he’d do to you.

Betty had moved on and actually started to have something with Jughead, but you still felt like by the laws of girl code it was a no go. Regardless you couldn’t help but stare and let your thoughts drift.

There was always something about Archie that made you think he wasn’t as “innocent” or  “vanilla” as he seemed. Maybe it was because you weren’t so innocent yourself, but that was something not a lot of people got to see.

The more you thought about it the more you realized Jughead was right, the people of Riverdale did have a lot of secrets. You were pulled from your day dreaming when a fry hit your face, “ Earth to (y/n) stop staring I can basically smell the angst radiating off of you”.

Rolling your eyes you threw a fry back, “ Come on Juggy maybe you’re just threatened that someone might have just as big of an imagination as you”. The Archie you truly wanted lived strictly in your imagination because in real life you couldn’t act on your feelings.

Jughead grinned, “  I have a feeling your imagination turns 50 Shades of Orange themed when you look at Archie, and I am NOT threatened by that”. He began to laugh, amused at his own joke leaving you sighing.

If there was anyone who knew just how dirty your mind could get it was Jughead, but that’s why you loved your friendship. You shot right back, “ Don’t even make me bring Betty into this it’s called a Betty Bomb for a reason and I wonder how she makes you explo-”.

Your sentence was cut off when Archie forced Jughead to push over, sitting down in the booth. Jughead sat there looking all to smug watching a blush creep over your face, praying that Archie didn’t pick up on what you’d been saying.

Archie picked up a fry, “ What were you guys talking about? Normal “this is all a conspiracy theory” stuff?”. Jughead went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “ Something like that…what are you doing here?”.

He leaned forward and sipped from the straw of your milkshake, a weird look in his eyes as he did so. Once he’d drank long enough he explained, “ Picking up an order for the ole man I swear we better do something tonight because if I stay in my house any longer-”.

Jughead intervened, “ You’ll end up like Jason Blossom?”. Archie laughed, “ Jeez Juggy that’s morbid of you…but I guess so”. You felt your mind begin to run wild thinking about what plans the night could possibly bring.

Jughead looked to you, “ You know (y/n) was saying the same thing earlier, she’s just dying to have some fun tonight”. Archie raised an eyebrow and a smirk formed upon his lips. He was intrigued, “ Really doll? I figured you were spending too much time with Jughead over here and going to the dark side”.

Archie had many pet names for you ranging from doll to princess, and they were all really outdated. That was the thing about this town and the people within; you could all be so old fashioned at the same time you were living in the 21st century. Each time he used one of his nicknames it made you core ache.  

You smiled, “ With everything that’s been happening recently I think we all could have some fun….distract ourselves from the current episode of Pretty Little Liars that we’re living in”. Both boys laughed, it was all too true.

You heard the clack of heels which only meant one thing, Veronica. She walked right over to the table after saying hello to her mom, “ Hello Archiekins and the rest of the rag-tag gang”.

Unlike you Veronica had no problem showing her feelings for Archie, and she walked right over Betty while doing so. Jughead sighed, “ That’s what we’re referred to as, the rag-tag gang?”.

She made Jughead push down again as she slid into the booth, making space for herself where there was none. Archie placed a hand on Jughead’s shoulder, “ Don’t worry Juggy, you’re the ragiest of them all”.

Jughead rolled his eyes, getting annoyed with the little space he had, “ You know I think there’s a limit for how many people can sit on one side of a booth…. yeah Newton founded it”. Veronica had put all her attention on Archie so Jughead’s comment went over her head.

Munching on a fry she asked, “ So what’s a girl like me to do on a night like this?”. Jughead made a face meant only for you and you couldn’t help but giggle. Betty was able to see the good in everyone, and she was the one of the few who could find it in Veronica.

Veronica had been a classic mean girl at her old school but was trying to fix her ways, with everyone BUT you. There was always this tension between you both, and it was all her creation.

In your life of sin all you truly needed was; Jughead, Betty, and Archie. When Veronica was thrown into the mix things became unleveled, but you hoped that you’d soon get to the bottom of whatever was causing it.

Archie looked to you with a smile on his face, “ Well (y/n) suggested we do something fun, and I say we embrace her wild impulses”. He finished his sentence with a wink and you felt your heart leap from your chest.

Veronica wasn’t as amused, “ You’re kidding right? She’s a total Janis not a Regina”. Archie rolled his eyes, “ I don’t know what’s worse Ronnie the fact that I understand that reference or you ability to forget it’s always the quiet ones”.  

Jughead choked on his milkshake at Archies comment, if only he knew. Archie patted Jughead on the back but raised an eyebrow at you, picking up on what had just happened. Trying to downplay things you laughed, “ Come on Jug you should know how to drink by now”.

After catching his breath Jughead replied, “ Sorry (y/n) I just had a revelation, maybe we should hangout at your house..won’t your parents be on a work trip”. You wanted to kill Jughead but instead just smiled.

Veronica grinned, “ Let’s have ourselves a little project x shall we?”. You shook your head, “ Uh how about more like The Breakfast Club”. She rolled her eyes but both Jughead and Archie seemed down.

Archie laughed, “ Anything that will get me out of the house I’m down, let’s invite Betty too”. Veronica tried to hide her disappointment, but both you and Jughead picked up on it. Smiling you replied, “ I’m sure Jughead would love another night with Betty huh Juggy?”.

Once again he threw a fry at you, hoping to distract from how red his face was. Veronica smiled, “ So I guess that means you pair off with me Archiekins”. You wanted to pour your vanilla milkshake over her head right then and there.

Archie looked to you, “ Sorry Ronnie but I think I’m going to have to watch over (y/n) tonight, make sure she actually has fun for once”. You grinned right back at him, and the thought alone made butterflies take flight in your stomach.

Veronica got up, “ Well I should be going, text me the details and I’ll grace you all with my presence later” she tried to hide her anger towards everyone else but shot daggers at you. Finally she walked away leaving you three alone.

Archie took another fry, “ I know Ronnie is trying her best to be a good person but I wish she’d respect my space”. You’d always thought that Archie was interested in Veronica, but that all just changed. Jughead gave you a look that said, “ I told you so”.

You spoke your mind, “ I wish she’d respect mine two I swear she has it out for me”. Normally you’d have stayed out of drama but you wanted to see how Archie would respond. Pop called Archie’s name meaning his order was ready.

Before leaving he took one last fry, “ She’s just jealous of you (y/n)… I don’t blame her”. With that he was gone. You thought you’d faint right then and there, did Archie basically just say you were better than Veronica Lodge?

Jughead crossed his arms over his chest, “ I believe there’s a certain saying for times like these…ah yes….I told you so”. You were too happy to be annoyed by his comment, your heart flooding with feelings.

Grinning you explained, “ Did Archie just say Veronica has a reason to be jealous about me? Veronica couldn’t be more of the classic “it” girl Juggy..”. Whenever you compared yourself to Veronica you always came up short due to your own insecurities.

Jughead rolled his eyes, “ What have I been telling you for weeks? Archie likes you (y/n) and Betty likes the idea of you both too”. You nearly choked on your milkshake….Betty knows? He continued, “ Look Betty and I spend many a night pondering certain topics and you and Archie are a common one….basically you have her blessing”.

You were confused, “  She really doesn’t mind Jug…you sure? I love Betty and-”. Jughead started to laugh, “ Let’s just say she’s been too preoccupied to care…”. A smile formed upon your lips not only because Jugheads sexual comment but that fact that two of your closest friends finally found someone who loves them back.

Jughead continued, “ And anyways Betty knew that Archie was just a classic school girl crush and that they work better as friends, but for you and Archie….”.   You were feeling so many emotions at once you felt you could explode.

Smiling you explained, “ I feel so relieved Juggy I was scared that Betty would be hurt if she knew how I felt about Archie! Oh god does this mean I have to actually act on my feelings now?”. You’d spent so much time imagining scenarios with Archie that possibly making them come true was scary.

Jughead grinned, “ Let’s just call this party tonight disney because-”. You finished his sentence, “ It’s where dreams come true”. You shook your head, feeling a mixture of uncertainty and excitement. Jughead called for the check, “ Come on (y/n) we have places to be, things to do, and a Ginger to make very very happy”.

Jughead used a suggestive tone while saying the words “very” because he knew how badly you’ve wanted to be with Archie. You placed down your half of the check, “ Well let’s see how the party tonight goes-”.

Your sentence was cut off by no other than Cheryl, “ Party tonight…is Pop’s suddenly handing out fortune cookies because this is giving me serious Freaky Friday vibes”. Just when one door closes another door opens, and you wouldn’t mind slamming this one shut.

The last thing you wanted was for Cheryl to come, “ Sorry Cheryl I meant to say our close get together, inner circle only”. She laughed, the kind of laugh you hear before someone pulls a trigger or drops a bomb.

Placing a hand on her hip she replied, “ Oh sweet naive (y/n) nothing in this town happens without me knowing, I’ll be there tonight and you’re welcome in advance”. She was gone as quickly as she had come.

Jughead shook his head looking up, “ He taketh as soon as he giveth”. Cheryl had the power to ruin this party on a biblical scale, locusts and all. Getting up you sighed, “ Let’s focus on the good for once Jug, like how Archie Andrews actually likes me”.

Getting up from the booth as well he placed a hand on your shoulder, “ It’s only been five minutes and it’s already going to your head, how the mighty crumble”. Rolling your eyes you walked out of Pop’s and made it back towards you house with Jughead.

Within five minutes you were already there, entering your empty house. Jughead spread out on your living room couch, “ When the cat’s away the mice will play”. That analogy painted a vivid picture in your mind, your house trashed.

Turning to him you laughed, “ Well I just hope the mice don’t go crazy…”. Jughead smiled, “ It’s going to be fine (y/n) the only people that matter tonight are; you, Archie, and Betty. The rest could be real mice for all I care”.

It felt good to have such a loyal best friend, Jughead really was like no other. Within a second your door bell rang and Jughead just had a grin on his face. Opening the door you realized it was Betty, with about three boxes of party supplies.

She smiled, “ Juggy here explained you were in over your head so your lifeboat has arrived!”. All you could do was giggle and just be thankful for how caring Betty was. She placed the boxes on the coffee table and clapped her hands together, assessing the situation.

Jughead held up a finger, “ Before we go off to battle I should relay the game changing drama that has unfolded”. Betty raised a eyebrow and sat down next to Jughead, “ Do tell Juggy”.

He looked to you and then Betty, “ We were at Pop’s and were visited by the three ghosts of Christmas, Cheryl the ghost of no other than Christmas past because no one willingly spends time in the present with her, Veronica the ghost of Christmas present because she’s somehow always in our lives, and finally the ghost of Christmas yet to come…Archie”.

Betty grinned, “ Now why exactly is Archie the ghost of Christmas yet to come?”. If Jughead wasn’t smiling like a madman before he was now, “ I’m passing the torch to (y/n)”. Betty was beaming with excitement and anticipation.

Blushing you explained, “ Well as per usual Veronica was being a bitch to me and Archie said it’s because she’s jealous of me..”. Jughead intervened, “ That’s not all our sweet little (y/n)”. Jughead was loving this moment because you were finally realizing that you were worth it.

He knew how insecure you were and he hated it, he wished he could go into your mind and rewrite each bad thought you had. Biting your lip you continued, “ He said he didn’t blame her for being jealous..”.

Betty let out an excited scream, “ OMG I told you Jughead!!! Archie totally likes (y/n) I KNEW it!”. You felt relieved to know Jughead wasn’t lying, she really was happy for you. Still you wanted to double check, “ It’s not weird for you Betty I don’t want-”.

She cut you off, “ Trust me (y/n) Archie was just a really intense crush for me before I knew what actually caring for someone felt like….and what it feels like when someone cares about you the same way”.

As she spoke she looked to Jughead and you swore there was a sparkle in both their eyes. You placed a hand over your chest, “ Awe you two melt my heart, as long as I know I’m not hurting you and you’re happy now that’s all that matters”.

Jughead scoffed, “ Now can you remind me why we tolerate Veronica, she not only has a thing for Archie but also has some weird vendetta against (y/n)”. He was right, you wanted to know why Betty still remained friends with her.

Betty smiled, “ Look Veronica is trying to be a better person, and when you try most often than not you also fail…but I don’t want to be a reason why she doesn’t try at all”. How could Betty be so compassionate?

You shook your head, “ But Betty she clearly has a thing for Archie and doesn’t even try to hide it and she knows what happened between you both!”. Jughead nodded his head, agreeing with you. He hated that Veronica clearly took advantage of Betty.

She just shrugged her shoulders, “ I know trust me I see it, but I know Archie doesn’t care about her. He wouldn’t support Veronica trying to get out the last of her mean girl ways”.

Betty continued, “ Archie cares about you (y/n) and so it doesn’t even matter how Veronica acts because he’d never act on it. She only wants him because he wants you (y/n) and soon she’ll get the hint”.

Shaking your head you replied, “ I guess Betty but it still irks me to know she didn’t even talk to you about it”. Once Betty set her mind to something there was no changing it, if she wanted to still see the good in Veronica than damn straight she would.

Jughead sighed, “ Oh Betty Cooper the world truly does not deserve someone as forgiving and caring as you”. He kissed her forehead after he finished his sentence and she looked so blissfully happy.

She clapped her hands together, “ Okay enough drama talk I think it’s time we get this party going”. Betty started to unpack the boxes which included things from plastic cups and snacks to a first aid kid.

You started to pick up around your house and before you knew it you’d spent an hour and a half setting up. When it was finished Betty smiled, “ It’s perfect, now we have to get ready”. Jughead looked himself up and down, “ This is as ready as I’ll ever be, you two can go get ready upstairs”.

You and Betty looked to each other completely giddy, it had been awhile since you’d gotten all dolled up. Betty had brought along a light blue dress and ballerina flats for herself. You decided you’d wear a short black dress that hugged your curves but flared out, simple yet stunning.

You paired it with a black lace choker and short black pumps and when you turned around Betty’s jaw dropped, “ You look so good (y/n) Archie is going to love it”. Betty did her normal makeup look and you did a gold smokey eye and pink lip.

Betty’s mood changed, “ I love it, but why are you so dressed up?”. You’d almost forgot to explain that Cheryl was coming, which meant the rest of the school as well. Rolling your eyes you said, “ Cheryl overheard us in Pop’s which means she’s bringing the entire school with her”.

Betty looked mad for a moment but shook it off, “ Who cares? All the matters is that something finally happens between you and Archie tonight and when you look like that how could he resist?”.

Laughing you hugged Betty, her kind words meaning so much to you. You did a slow spin, “ I guess I do clean up nicely huh?”. Looking at your phone you realized another hour had passed, making it nine o’clock.

Now that you were ready you and Betty headed downstairs, preparing for the possible arrival of any guests. Walking down the stairs you realized music was already playing and there were voices talking.

In your living room sat; Jughead, Kevin, Ethel, Veronica, and Archie. When you walked over to them Kevin whistled, “ Shit (y/n) you look good! If I weren’t gay-”. Veronica cut him off, “ But you are…nice clean up job guys”.

Betty smiled, “ Tonight’s a special night” and she looked to you and Archie as she said so. Archie smirked, “ You look really good doll, black has never looked better”. Jughead winked at you, hinting to Archie’s feelings for you.

You smiled, “ Thanks Archie you’re not looking too bad yourself”. He winked at you and leaned back into the couch. Kevin was eager to start the night, “ So when will our other guests be arriving?”.

Before you knew it the doorbell rang and Jughead said, “ Speak of the devil…literally we might as well be summoning the devil”. Opening the door you were greeted by Cheryl, and nearly half the school.

Cheryl smiled her fake smile, “ One keg in the backyard boys the other in the kitchen”. Stepping back you allowed everyone in, flooding your house. Cheryl turned to you, “ You look good (y/n) hoping to finally tie down Archiekins?”.

Faking a smile yourself you replied, “ Something like that…”. A strange look appeared on Cheryl’s face and you suddenly feared you’d fed her inner monster. She made her way towards the living room where everyone was sitting and placed a bottle of tequila on the table.

You followed suit, trying to brace yourself for whatever she had planned. Cheryl placed a hand on her hip, “ We’re going to play a good old game of truth or dare”. Jughead laughed, “What are we five?”.

Cheryl shot back, “ No Jughead we’re just a group of people that need to be forced into action right (y/n)?”.  You nodded your head hoping Archie wouldn’t pick up on what she’d been hinting at.

She continued, “ The rules are simple pick either truth or dare, BUT if either option is to much for you take a shot instead”. Looking to Jughead you didn’t hide your apprehensions, this could go really bad really fast.

Betty wanted to help, “ I’ll go first Cheryl” but Cheryl just shook her head. Grinning she said, “ Aw sweet Betty you’re a little to naive for this, the first round goes to Archie”. Cheryl winked at you before asking her question.

She smiled, “ So Archiekins what will it be, truth or dare”. Archie just looked at you and then giggled, feeling daring himself. He replied with dare and those around you roared with excitement.

Cheryl smirked, “ I dare you to choose who you’d rather hook up with, Veronica or (y/n)”. You felt your heart stop beating and you just looked to Jughead and Betty, too paralyzed to do anything else.

Archie didn’t hesitate, “ (y/n)” and he winked at you. You never wanted him more than in that moment, and the rest of the room roared again. Cheryl turned to you, “ Do I have to dare you to kiss him or are you going to give the boy what he wants?”.

You bit your lip unsure of what to do but then you remembered what Jughead and Betty had told you, “ All that matters tonight is you and Archie”. Both Jughead and Betty were trying to hold in their excitement, but were miserably failing.

Summoning up the courage you extended a hand to Archie, “ Now or never Arch”. He took your hand in his and let you lead the way, beaming with excitement. You lead him upstairs and did your best to ignore the comments and cheering from everyone else.

When you got upstairs you lead him to your room closing the door behind you. You stood there unsure of what to do next, and he picked up on it. He picked your chin up with his fingers, “What’s the matter doll?”.

You told the truth, “ Are you sure you like me because-”. He cut you off by placing his lips on yours, he tasted lightly of cinnamon. As he kissed you his hands explored your body, roaming up and down your curves.

He began to kiss your neck and whispered into your ear, “ I’ve wanted you for so long (y/n) you don’t even know”. It sent shivers down your spine and caused goosebumps to appear all over your skin. Archie brought his head up to face you again, “ Talk to me doll, let me know what you want”.

He dragged down your bottom lip with his thumb begging you to speak. You barely got it out, “ I want you Archie”. Your words caused a smirk to spread across his face and his eyes to light up. Licking his lips he replied, “ Good girl”.

Archie lead you to the bed and you were now straddling him. He rested his hands on your hips and you began kissing again. This time his tongue explored every inch of your mouth, he needed more.

As the kiss intensified your grinded your hips against him earning a groan from him. Archie started to kiss down your neck until he found that magical spot and sucked, “ God Archie”. You felt him smile against your skin, proud of how good he could make you feel.

You groaned again when you felt how hard he was, your confidence growing. His fingertips brushed your upper thighs and he started to push up the hem of your dress, his touch sending waves of need to your core.

He whispered into your ear again, “ You look so damn good in that dress doll, but you’d look even better out of it”. It was your turn to smile and you leaned back, beginning to take off your dress. Archie sat there watching you with lust filled eyes, completely in awe.

Slowly you pulled your dress over your head and off of your body keeping eye contact the entire time. Archie was biting his lip trying to hold back from taking you right then and there. When it was off your body you grinned, “ Your turn”.

He smirked, “ Fair is fair (y/n)” and he took off his shirt. Leaning forward you rested your hands on his chest as he took off his pants. Grinning you said, “ Working for your dad this summer did have it’s benefits”.

There was barely anything separating you from Archie and you felt how hard he was. Archie leaned forward and kissed the valley between your breasts, coaxing you to undo your bra. Taking the hint you unclasped it from behind, the cold air making your nipples erect.

He began to suck on your left breast, “ God you’re beautiful (y/n)”. As he swirled his tongue around your nipple you moaned his name loudly, making his erection grow even more. Your voice was shaky, “ Archie I need you”.

Archie took his mouth off of your nipple and instead massage your breast, “ All I needed to hear (y/n)”. He slid down his boxers and you took off your panties, now nothing separated you both. Archie bit his lip, “ So fucking beautiful”.

He positioned himself at your entrance, pausing to make sure you truly wanted this. Looking down you saw a different look in his eyes possibly love, “ I want this so bad Archie…I want you”. He smiled and kissed you passionately, crashing his lips into yours.

Archie finally entered you, slowly letting you adjust to his size. You were still straddling him and feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure you rested your head in the crook of his neck. Archie felt your walls tightening around him, “ God (y/n) this feels so good”.

Feeling more confident you started to rotate your hips, moving back and forth. Archie groaned, “That’s it doll…fuck”. His hands gripped your hips guiding your body to move perfectly with his.

It felt so wonderful to be so in sync with him and you started to moan his name. You began to kiss his neck, leaving marks resembling the ones he’d left on you. You’d never felt anything like this, being this close with someone both emotionally and physically.

Maybe it was because the beginning of this year had started with death that you felt this exact moment represented so much more. The both of you had stopped letting things get in the way and were truly living.

He groaned, “ You feel so good (y/n)” and you felt him starting to thrust his hips up. Your bodies were moving together as you started to bounce up and down. Feeling him enter in and out of you was all too much.

Each time he entered fully into you he hit your g-spot, and you felt your orgasm coming. Archie felt it two, “ Fuck (y/n) I’m going to cum”. His thrusts got even quicker, pushing you closer.

Your face was still in the crook of his neck, “ I wanna see your face baby”. Moving your head you made eye contact with him and saw his lust blown pupils. Leaning forward you kissed him, intensifying the moment.

Picking up the pace you went faster as well, needing to reach your climax. Archie took his lips off of yours and moaned loudly, this all too much. He barely got it out, “ Cum with me (y/n)”.

His words pushed you over the edge and you felt your orgasm shake throughout your entire body. Suddenly every nerve in your body was on fire from the amount of pleasure you felt. Your eyes closed shut trying to handle everything you were feeling at once.

You felt Archie twitch inside of you as his orgasm washed over him. You both moaned each other’s names, it was the only thing your brains could process. He held onto your body tightly and you felt him shake beneath you.

The both of you were lost in the moment, neither of you had felt something like this before. You rested your head in the crook of his neck again, “ Fuck Archie that was amazing”. He turned his head and kissed your forehead, a huge smile on his face.

Suddenly he shifted so you were now on your back and he was hovering over you, propping himself up with his elbow. Looking down at you he grinned, “ I can’t believe we waited so long…”.

As he spoke with his free hand he dragged his fingertips lightly down your body, sending shivers down your spin. Smiling back you replied, “ I always knew there was another side to you Archie Andrews”.

Biting his lip he replied, “ And you’ve barely explored it”. The entire mood shifted and you suddenly felt extremely needy again. He winked, “ Don’t worry (y/n) I’m not done with you yet”. He placed his lips lightly on yours, wanting to take his time.

You ran your hands through his bright orange hair making him groan, and you felt him smile. He pulled his head back, “ And I always knew there was another side to you doll, and I want to take my time exploring it”.

Biting your lip you imagined what that would mean for you both. Before you could continue there was a loud banging on the door, “ Wrap it up love birds, the sheriff is busting this popsicle stand”.

You both started to laugh knowing by the phrasing it was no other than Jughead. Archie yelled back, “ Way to ruin the moment Juggy!”. The both of you started to get dressed, and you wished you could lay your bed with him forever.

Jughead yelled back, “ Trust me Archie I heard you were finished, I’m not ruining anything!”. You heard him laugh from the other side of the door, proud of his own joke. When you were finally dressed Archie pulled you close again, “ Because I got cutoff, I really like you (y/n) and although you make me fucking explode by just thinking about you I want more than that”.

You felt the butterflies in your stomach again, “ I really like you two Archie…for more than just how hard you can make me cum”. He started to laugh and you knew you were falling in love with him, but you didn’t know he was falling in love two.

Jughead yelled again, “ You’re going to want to get down here and talk to the sheriff with Kevin because I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to fool around if (y/n) is grounded for life”. Archie kissed your forehead again before leading you outside of your room.

Jughead went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “ No more comments Juggy, I’m too worn out for that”. Jughead’s jaw dropped, feeling extremely happy for you but also shocked. You didn’t care that you’d have to talk to the sheriff, Archie Andrews was now yours and that’s all that mattered.

ideal type | kang daniel

MEMBER — wanna one’s kang daniel x actress!reader

GENRE — fluff

SUMMARY — in which kang daniel and you are each other’s ideal type and one day the both of you were invited on a show together.

requested — by soul0405; hello! can you do the another scenarion of the Ideal Type (the one you did it for ong seongwoo) for kang daniel? :) rly love your blog!

side note: OMG!?!?!?! my seongwoo scenario really got a lot of support i’m so shook and happy. REALLY. anyway for this scenario, the show i’ll be using is master key cause i love episode 5 so much

  • okay so backstory
  • you used to be in fantagio as an actress but then you decided to quit because fantagio said that you’d be better off in other companies in a good way-
  • anywaY so you’re totally best friends with ong seongwoo
  • you tell him everything and anything – every time, everywhere. like how you’re stresed about being single and shit. literally, every single thing.
  • that includes telling him about your huge crush on his bandmate, kang daniel
  • …which you regret a bit because damN he really likes teasing you much more than usual afterwards
  • seongwoo: y/n too bad you can’t hangout with me today since you’re busy, daniel is here with me
  • seongwoo: bet you’re jealous of me right now since i’m laying on daniel’s lap
  • seongwoo: oh my god i just found out daniel has a crush on you too!!! shocker
  • you: hahaha fuck off
  • sadly you never met him before cause you’re so busy and shit especially these recent days like your drama is a big hiT
  • on one interview daniel was asked who was his ideal type
  • and daniel, an honest person, straight up told them that he’s interested in you
  • ever since then fans have been shipping y’all and making edits and all like omg
  • seongwoo even showed you this tweet where a fan tweeted “petition for y/n to be on master key with daniel!!!”
  • seongwoo: wouldn’t that be great? :D
  • you had no idea ong would go to the director of the show and personally suggested you as the guest for the next filming
  • when you got into the filming area, literally everyone started attacking you and daniel with teases.
  • and everyone was like “OOOOOOOHHH”
  • daniel and you were like it’s literally the same suit he used for every filming ???
  • aaaanyway
  • so if you don’t know, in this show/game, two people have the master keys to unlock a box for the end of the show, and those two people are either an angel or a demon. if the angel wins, the prize will be divided equally among the winners. if the demon wins, the demon will get all the prize. and some shit like that i’m too tired of explaining
  • luckily, you were the demon during the episode
  • when you were asked to show your face, you showed a confident grin, winking at the camera in front of you
  • “i can’t guess about y/n, she’s a great actress” seongwoo admitted, and everyone was like trUEEE
  • “well, you guys do not need to guess, i am the angel” you said, sounding convincing as ever
  • “i think she is,” daniel replied, shyly smiling, “she looks like one.”
  • anyway and guess who’s the angel? yE daniel
  • have you guys watched master key tho because damn it’s so frustrating to be the angel sjsjsjs
  • in the locker room, everyone was already yelling at each other and whispering telling that they are the angels and daniel was there like >:\ cut it off i’m the angel here wyd
  • “seongwoo stop it i’m the angel here” he whined, flinging his arms around like a kid #kangchoding
  • ppl were starting to gather around at daniel and were like “wHaT dO yOu mEaN” “I’m ThE aNgEl HeRe”
  • you suddenly jumped into the circle with a bright and assuring grin while you raised your arm, “guys!!! i’m the real angel here!”
  • daniel’s heart fluttered sm like aww :”) for a second he forgot he was the angel
  • “are you really the angel? wait what sorry my baD i’m the angel hehe whoops”
  • basically the whole day was stressful for daniel hahahaHaHAHA since everyone just keeps lying ! !
  • he would talk back at them and be like “nOno no jokes on you i’m the angel”
  • but every time you say you are the angel, he stutters like:
  • “y-you aren’t… I-I-I am the a-angel. y-you do look like an angel thoug-h”
  • at some point you realised that daniel really is the angel
  • so to save yourself, you literally went to every person except daniel and whispered to them “daniel is the demon ! ! !”
  • seongwoo though only chuckled at you and nodded, “really? you think so?”
  • “yes!”
  • daniel, who was frustrated with everyone, looks at you before laughing, “but i’m an angel!”
  • you stucked out your tongue
  • “i’m the angel, daniel”
  • he ran towards you as you giggled, running away
  • you and daniel had a little chase before he finally catches you, cupping your cheeks with his hands as he leans closer to your face
  • your noses brushing on each other as he looked you in the eyes, playfulness and love is all in it, causing you to blush
  • “y/n,” he whispered, “i’m the angel, you little demon”
  • you didn’t know what happened
  • #shOOK
  • “omG Y/N DANIEL WYD WE’RE ON CAM” shouts heechul from the back
  • daniel grins at your blushing state and giggles before skipping away from you
  • you were obviously flustered, but unfortunately for daniel your determination to win was bigger than anything
  • so you kept on convincing people ! ! !
  • “hey Key just trust me i’m the angel”
  • “henry believe me or not but i’m the freaking angel”
  • and at some point everyone started believing you except daniel ofc hehe
  • your acting was so good
  • in the end you won with 10/12 votes which means you won 30 keys altogether
  • everyone was S H O O K
  • and daniel was like welp lmao should’ve listened to me
  • seongwoo deadass went up to you and grabbed your shoulders as he shook you slightly
  • “i ducking trusted you over daniel how could you do this to me”
  • speaking of daniel you were very guilty at him so after the filming ended you went up to daniel
  • “uh hi daniel”
  • “oh! y-y/n what’s up”
  • the both of you didn’t know that seongwoo was hiding behind a wall since he was about to walk into the room but then he saw the both of you so like
  • anyway
  • “i’m sorry cause like i tricked everyone and lied that i’m the angel hehe”
  • daniel chuckled, “it’s okay, y/n, you worked hard today! your acting was really good, if i wasn’t the angel, i’d fall for your acting too. like how i fell for you. just kidding”
  • you’re a blushing mess and seongwoo was just cringing behind the wall
  • you took a deep breath, trying not to scream as you took out a few golden keys you won from your a small bag
  • “take these as my apology. and this too,” you handed him the keys and a small sticky note
  • before you sprinted out the room without saying goodbye cause you were too embarrassed and you didn’t even notice seongwoo there
  • daniel read the note out loud:
  • “hey daniel we should go on a date together, i’d like to get to know you well, angel ;) (insert number) - your little demon”
  • again seongwoo cringed
  • cause he was so not used to his friends flirting smHh
  • “your little demon?” he laughed, “yes, you’re my little demon that captured my heart.”
  • seongwoo couldn’t hold it back anymore as he made gagging sounds, groaning as he entered the room from his hiding spot causing daniel to jump a little
  • “ye and it made me wanna rip my hair out”
  • daniel wouldn’t hear the end of this
  • and neither would you
  • but everything’s worth it since now both you and daniel are happy to have each other :)
Prompts list

1. “She never misses, she never quits, and never loses. If you’re alive, it’s because she wants you alive.”
2. “Because even the sun can envy the stars.”
3. “Cold sunshine fell around him.”
4. “She really couldn’t stand his eyes on her.”
5. “Amazing, isn’t it?”
6. “The truth lodged bitter tasting in his mouth”
7. “I hope one day you’re as happy as you’re pretending to be.”
8. “She’s missing, not dead.”
9. “I ran in the direction of the scream.
10. “Promise me you’ll stay.”
11. “They were looking at each other with the intensity usually reserved for bomb defusion.”
12. “They couldn’t remember a time when they weren’t scared.”
13. “I’m like 20% sure this plan will work. The other 80% means we could die horribly and violently, but honestly it’s a really solid plan.”
14. “If my parents knew what I was doing, they’d kill me.”
15. "I may despise you with the burning white hot intensity of a thousand suns, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.”
16. “His capacity for forgiveness wasn’t infinite.”
17. "I’m sorry, but I can’t trust you anymore.”
18. "All of those people are alive right now because of her.”
19. "Stop talking about love for a minute and help me with this bullet wound.”
20. "You were always the quiet one.”
21. "You’ve only heard his point of view. You never asked mine.”
22. "No! I’m tired of doing what you say!”
23. “He was terrified of small spaces and she knew.”
24. “It was the age of screaming.”
25. “There were few things that truly weren’t meant to exist. One of them was…”
26. “They came in a blur of shadows.”
27. "I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me.”
28. “There were only so many things you could hide from.”
29. Her voice could sink ships.
30. "If you take her eyes, she will be blind. But if you take her heart, she will be empty.”
31. “She was broken in a lot of ways, but there was a brilliance in her that he wanted to know all about.”
32. "I saw you staring at each other, I just wasn’t sure if it was sexual tension or murderous rage.”
33. “His eyes drooped, his hands wavered, and then there was a scream of metal tearing.”
34. “He watched, helpless, as the door closed behind her.”
35. “Under normal circumstances he would speak his mind, but, with a gun against his head…”
36. “It was a compelling and convincing argument and for that reason she chose to ignore it.”
37. “He was the picture of health. Which was amazing considering his lifestyle.”
38. “It was as if she didn’t understand the concept of ‘shut up’.”
39. “I believed that nothing could ever replace it. And that belief lasted for forty eight hours.”
40. “The kiss tasted like tears.”
41. "My life is my own to ruin.”
42. "You are cordially invited to go fuck yourself.”
43. "I’d rather carress my asshole with a chainsaw.”
44. “You were saturated sunlight.”
45. “His eyes brimmed with unshed tears but neither of you mentioned it.”
46. “It was already here.”
47. "Just shut up and listen to me!”
48. “You swallowed thickly and looked up.”
49. “Having heard those words before, you suddenly realised their meaning.”
50. “He would never truly admit it, but…”
51. “She stared into the mirror.”
52. “Shh, I promise its all gonna be alright now. I promise.”
53. “He held her for what felt like decades.”
54. “The Sun could never truly divorce the Sky.”
55. “But what would have happened if…”
56. “I know!”
57. “A smile played on his lips.”
58. “T'was wicked.”
59. “Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds.”
60. “Have you done it yet?”
61. “An echoing howl.”
62. “Why cant you just open your eyes and see?!”
63. “Its not right.”
64. “He watched her, never realising that she was watching him.”
65. “Her breathing quickened. He knew what was happening to her.”
66. “Please. Just let me in.”
67. “Sing me a lullaby.”
68. “It cracked and shattered- and with it, so did her heart.”
69. “It just…hurts.”
70. “I laughed and laughed until I couldn’t laugh anymore.”
71. “I cried and cried until I couldn’t cry anymore.”
72. “I did all of this for you. What more could you want?”
73. “Don’t you ever get lonely?”
74. “Gods, you just wanted to drag your nails down his back and tangle your fingers in his hair.”
75. “It was a long time ago, but some people still couldn’t forgive.”
76. “It started without the glamour, without the drama. It started with a smile.”
77. “That was his fourth helping, and I still hadn’t finished my first!”
78. “Where the hell have you been?”
79. “Please just leave me alone…”
80. “It looked like it was getting fun so I decided to join in.”
81. “Oh, come on! It was only the one!”
82. “She fell in love with the tinkle of his laugh and the gleam in his eye.”
83. “Happy ever after? Please.”
84. “Was there ever anything there?”
85. “Gods, he was gorgeous.”
86. “I want to break those glasses with my pelvis.”
87. “The bluest blue to ever freaking blue.”
88. “He wasn’t as tough as they all thought. And she knew it.”
89. “Oh shit.”
90. “You shot me?!”
91. “He didn’t have anyone else, so you always made sure that you were there for him.”
92. “Could you ever truly forgive him?”
93. “I’m sorry, I’ve never seen you before.”
94. “There was a fine line between being sexually frustrated and sexually furious.”
95. “Fabulosity.”
96. “It was your favourite, and he knew.”
97. “Are you sure you’re all right?”
98. “Don’t you die on me.”
99. “03:18AM. You were in for a long night.”
100. “Wow. Just, wow…”
101.“You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.”
102.“I saw the devil in his/her eyes”
103.“Where the fuck are we? Cause to me it looks like I’m in Kidnapped, USA.”
104.“Steak-out? More like virgin social club.”
105.“I like this bed sheet.” “It doesn’t matter for me, you take all of the blankets and mattress space anyway.”
106.“Did you just lick the side of my face?” “I claimed you.”
107."I like your face.”
108.“Have you lost your damn mind!?”
109.“Please, don’t leave.”
110.“I almost lost you.”
111.“Don’t you ever do that again!”
112.“I think we need to talk.”
113.“I can’t believe I ever trusted you!
114.“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”
115.“It could be worse.”
116.“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”
117.“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
118.“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
119.“You lied to me.”
120.“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
121.“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
122.“He’s coming back for you. You need to get out.”
123.“I hope you’ll understand.”
124.“What do you mean he/she’s dead?!”
125.“Stop trying to protect me! All you’ve done is hurt me!”
126.“You tricked me into falling in love with you!”
127.“Don’t fucking touch me!”
128.“You did this for me?”
129.“You can’t protect me.”
130.“Go then, leave! See if I care!”
131.“Why are you up so early?”
132.“Please, take me instead!”
133.“Please don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.”
134.“Don’t you dare to ever do that again!”
135.“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
136.“I came here to explain what happened, and I’m not leaving until you listen.”
137.“You can’t break my heart like this!”
138.“I wasn’t going to wait around for you forever.”
139.“Run, and don’t ever look back.”
140.“Please, don’t give up on me.”
141.“When are you going to realize that I don’t care?”
142.“I may be an idiot but I’m your idiot.”
143.“Fuck…I feel I’ve been hit by a car.”
144.“Who gave you that black eye?!”
145.“After everything you did, you’re asking ME to apologize for snapping at you ONCE?”
146.“I miss her so damn much, and it’s killing me that she’s gone!”
147"What the hell are you doing here?! I told you I never wanted to see you again!”
148.“Pull over. Let me drive for awhile.”
149.“It reminded me of you.”
150.“No, no, it’s my treat.”
151.“Come here. Let me fix it.”
152.“I’ll walk you home.”
153.“Have a good day at work.”
154.“I dreamt about you last night.”
155.“Take my seat.”
156.“I saved a piece for you.”
157.“I’m sorry for your loss.”
158.“You can have half.”
159.“Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”
160.“Sorry I’m late.”
161.“Can I have this dance?”
162.“I made your favourite.”
163.“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
164.“Watch your step.”
165.“Here, drink this. You’ll feel better.”
166.“Can I hold your hand?”
167.“You can borrow mine.”
168.“You might like this.”
169.“It’s not heavy. I’m stronger than I look.”
170.“I’ll wait.”
171.“Just because.”
172.“Look both ways.”
173.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.“
174.“Try some.”
175.“Drive safely.”
176.“Well, what do you want to do?”
177.“One more chapter.”
178.“Don’t worry about me.”
179.“It looks good on you.”
180.“Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
181.“That’s okay, I bought two.”
182.“After you.”
183.“We’ll figure it out.”
184.“Can I kiss you?”
185.“I like your laugh.”
186.“Don’t cry.”
187.“I made this for you.”
188.“Go back to sleep.”
189.“Is this okay?”
190.“I picked these for you.”
191.“I’ll drive you to the hospital.”
192.“What do you want to watch?”
193.“You can go first.”
194.“Did you get my letter?”
195.“I’ll do it for you.”
196.“Call me when you get home.”
197.“I think you’re beautiful.”
198.“Are you sure?”
199.“Have fun.”
200.“Sit down, I’ll get it.”
201.“I made reservations.”
202.“I don’t mind.”
203.“It brings out your eyes.”
204.“There is enough room for both of us.”
205.“You don’t have to say anything.”
207.“Happy birthday.”
208.“I’ll pick it up after work.”
209.“It can wait until tomorrow.”
210.“Cross my heart and hope to die.”
211.“It’s two sugars, right?”
212.“I’ll help you study.”
213.“Stay over.”
214.“I did the dishes.”
215.“You didn’t have to ask.”
216.“I bought you a ticket.”
217.“You’re warm.”
218.“No reason.”
219.“I’ll meet you halfway.”
220.“Take mine.”
221.“We can share.”
222.“I was just thinking about you.”
223.“I want you to have this.”
224.“Call me if you need anything.”
225.“Do you want to come too?”
226.“I’ll still be here when you’re ready.”
227.“Is your seat belt on?”
228.“Sweet dreams.”
229.“I was in the neighborhood.”
230.“Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”
231.“The key is under the mat.”
232.“It doesn’t bother me.”
233.“You’re important too.”
234.“I saved you a seat.”
235.“I’ll see you later.”
236.“I noticed.”
237.“You can tell me anything.”
238.“I hope you like it.”
239.“I want you to be happy.”
240.“I believe in you.”
241.“You can do it.”
242.“Good luck.”
243.“I brought you an umbrella.”
244.“I’ll pick you up at the airport.”
245.“Take a deep breath.”
246.“Be careful.”
247.“I love you.”
248.“I just wanted to make you happy.”
249.“I don’t trust you”
250.“Come with me.”
251.“Do I make you happy?”
252.“You hide it with jokes and sarcasm but I can see how broken you are.”
253.“Can I borrow a shirt to wear?”
254.“I needed someone and… you were the only one I thought of.”
255.“It’s 3am!”
256.“You forgot my birthday?!”
257.“Let me in.”
258.“I need you.”
259.“You can fix this, right?”
260.“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you!”
261.“You look like you’re about to cry. What’s happened?”
262.“I’m scared.”
263.“You’re alive?”
264.“Stay awake.”
265.“You can’t say things like that… Not anymore.”
266.“Let me help you.”
267.“I was so alone… and then I met you.”
268.“You’re an idiot.”
269.“Let’s just lay here a little longer.”
270.“Come here.”
271.“You look at yourself and see nothing but when I look at you… I see everything.”
272.“Just, trust me, okay?”
273.“I can’t promise anything.”
274.“I miss you.”
275.“Why did I ever think talking to you was a good idea?!”
276.“What’s happening to us?”
277.“Can we just go for a drive or something? Like we used to?”
278.“What does it feel like; love?”
279.“I’m not good with words.”
280.“You’re hurt.”
281.“Stop trying to be the hero all the time and just be you.”
282.“That’s why I love you.”
283."You couldn’t save him/her.“
284."I want to hate you, I do, but god, I can’t hate you; not even a little bit. Not even at all.”
285.“Don’t you say that… not you.”
286.“I know it’s 3 in the morning, but I can’t find my cat.”
287.“Make me.”
288.“Is that my shirt?”
289.“If you walk out that door… don’t you ever come back.”
290.“Don’t you die on me.”
291.“Please… just leave me alone.“
292.“I can’t keep fighting like this.”
293.“I need you.“
294.“Where were you when I needed you?”
295.“Will you just shut up for a minute and let me think?!”
296.“I just want you to be happy.”
297.“It’s time to say goodbye.“
299.“I don’t want to hurt you.”
300.“Just shut up and kiss me.“
301.“Ignore me, I didn’t see anything.”
302.“I wish I could stop loving you.“
303.“I’m scared.”
304.“I’ll protect you no matter what… even if it kills me.“
305.“You knocked on my door at 1 in the morning, to cuddle?”
306.“I can’t do this without you.”
307.“Love is stupid.“
308.“I trusted you.”
309.“No, please don’t!”
310.“I’m not gonna let you get yourself killed!”
311.“I’m with you okay? Always.“
312.“I thought you loved me.”
313.“I told you this would happen.“
314.“What? You think you’re the only one suffering?”
315.“You’re alive?!”
316.“Don’t you try and pin this on me!”
317.“Why are you like this?”
318.“If you really love me, you’ll let me go.”
319.“Why are you looking at me like that?“
320.“I hate you”
321.“Because I love you god damn it!”
322.“Oh well good for you”
323.“I’m not gonna keep having this conversation”
324.“I could hold you forever.
325.“Every time I see you, I fall in love with you all over again.
326.“This is hard for me too!“
327.“Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.”
328.“Close your eyes.“
329.“Will you marry me?”
330.“I’m in love…shit.”
331.“Go on, I dare you!“
332.“Kiss me.”
333.“I’d rather die.”
334.“Please… I need you.“
335.“Mom says if you blow up the house she’s gonna put you for adoption.”
336.“I don’t have a licences to kill. I have a learner’s permit.”
337.“I didn’t do it…. Oh wait that? … Oh, that I did do.”
338.“You’re a psychopath.” “I prefer creative.”
339.“Your existence gives me a headache. Go stand over there.”
340.“Are you always this stupid, or is this a special occasion?”
341.“You gotta stop doing that.” “Doing what?” “Things that make me wanna kiss you.”
342.“Excuse me, I have to go make a scene.”
343.“Why are they all afraid of you?”
344.“Wow somebody needs a happy meal.”
345.“Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?” “Not until four.”
346.“Oh my god, you’re in love!”
347.“Can I kill him?” “No…” “Just a little bit?”
348.“Technically it wasn’t on fire.” “Of course it wasn’t on fire! you completely blew it up!”
349.“Hand over the girl!” “Not gonna happen.”
350.“This is why we can’t have nice things!”
351.“Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do?”
352.“Shut up.” “I didn’t say anything.” “Don’t care, Shut up.”
353.“This weather is almost as cold as my heart.”
354.“Well ‘scuse me, your Grand High Fluffiness.”
355.“So you’re the guy who saved my life?”
356.“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”
357.“When is a monster not a monster?” “When you love it.”
358.“You know they’re gonna use the things you love against you.”
359.“Where is he!” “My lady…” “Answer me!”
360.“Wanting McDonald’s is not an emergency.” “Sure it is.”
361.“Did I say you could make me have feelings for you?”
362.“I love you.”
363.“Don’t leave me,”
364.“Fuck it.”
365.“I was just kind of hoping that you’d, y’know…fall in love with me.”
366.“When I said ‘Whatever helps you sleep at night.’ I didn’t mean this.”
367.“You know…that’s not what an apology sounds like.”
368.“I love you from the bottom of my heart, but I don’t trust your cooking. Stay out of my kitchen.”
369.“I am under no obligation to make sense to you.”
370.“I taught you how to pick locks, and this is how you use that skill?”
371.“There are only so many times I can watch you break before I start to crack.”
372.“We wouldn’t be having this
conversation if you had just listened.”
373.“We need to talk about your life choices.”
374.“Stop getting crumbs all over my bed.”
375.“I’m sure that sounded different in your head, but please never say that again.”
376.“Well, if you had woken up properly the first time I kicked you, I wouldn’t have had to do it four more times.”
377.“We shouldn’t be here.”
378.“I think I broke him.”
379.“If we get arrested, it’s your fault.”
380.“All I know is, one of us is right, the other is you.”
381.“Don’t. Move.”
382.“I will be the first to tell you I’m a terrible liar.”
383.“So why did I have to punch that guy?”
384.“You’ve got to stop saying that.”
385.“You just give off the impression that you want to murder everyone you look at.”
386.“You’re lucky you’re cute…”
387.“Are you always like this or is today a special occasion?”
388.“Oh, so you’re on their side now?”
389.“If someone gets nosy, just shoot ‘em.” “Shoot them?” “Politely.”
390.“Can I ask a dumb question?”
“Better than anyone I know.”
391.“Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything!”
“Don’t care. Shut up.”
392.“How long have you been standing there?”
“Longer than you’d like.”
393.“Do you even know how to drive this thing?!”
“Considering the fact that I almost flew us into that building, I’m going to assume you know the answer.”
394.“This is bad.”
“You said that already.”
“It seemed worth repeating.”
395.“You’re really drunk right now.”
“No I’m not, you’re just blurry.”
396.“Come here.”
“Just come here.”
“No. You’re gonna hit me.”
397.“Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?”
“Not until four.”
398.“Well, this is a nice change of scenery.”
“It’s a jail cell.”
“I was being sarcastic.”
399.“You don’t have to do this.”
“I wish that were true.”
400.“What now?”
“I don’t know, I didn’t think we’d get this far.”
401.“You look…”
“Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?”
402.“You’ve gotta stop doing that.”
“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”
403.“When did you become so smart, oh wise one?”
“Since I stopped listening to you.”
404.“I thought you forgot about me.”
405.“Give it to me.”
“Only if you promise not to kill anyone with it.”
406.“Do you trust me?”
407.“You’re smarter than you look.”
408.“I think I’m dying. Well, actually, I don’t know if I’m dying, but I can’t exactly feel my legs.”
409.“I’ll do anything- literally anything- if you would just would let me use it.”
410.“…. What the hell happened here?”
411.“Where did all of these puppies come from?”
412.“I love you more than food. And trust me, I love food.”
413.“Do not throw me into the lake, fuck y-”
414.“I love you to the moon and back, actually, if we were being realistic, it’d be to the next galaxy and back.”
415.“Stop talking- more shots.”
416.“Where did you put my clothes?”
417.“Maybe you should try understanding? You don’t have it the way I do.”
418.“I think I love you, of course it just could be the sedatives talking, but I’m pretty sure.”
419.“Get out.”
420.“You’re mine, and only mine. In the least objectifying sense of the phrase, of course.”
421.“When I said ‘dare’, that was not one of the things I agreed to!”
422.“I hate that I love you.”
423.“Who said anything about kids?!”
424.“Didn’t think you liked to sing in the shower.”
425.“At night, if you’re not in my bed, it feels so empty. In fact, when you’re not here, my life feels incomplete.”
426.“Does it hurt?”
427“Do you really expect me to believe that?”
428“Oh, wow, aren’t you quite the charmer?”
430.“Well I guess it’s time to go make a scene.”

btw guys i stole this from @petersparkers so yeahhhhh creds to her x

anonymous asked:

you and sam went to different high schools and never knew each other but still followed on another on social media. one week out of your summer you go to a drama retreat that is boys and girls. when he sees u he's shook but he's also like "ive gotta girl" but youre paired off in groups and youre in it together and he gets to know you blah blah him and his girl split and you talk him through it and soon youre dating bc NNJMSIm d-becca

okay so i can see this happening big time

for this one i had to kind of demonize the ex, so sorry in advance :-/ but this shit happens more often than you think.

just three months

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Jealousy // Cha Eunwoo


the prompt: Hello :) I would like to request a scenario of Eunwoo from astro. Angst + fluff. I would like it to be about Eunwoo getting jealous bc I spend to much time with MoonBin. If you see this thank you so much for doing this, you’re the best!!!! :) :) :)

words: 1464

category: sort-of angst + a dash of fluff

author note: you were my first request so thank you so much! sorry this is so short and messy; it was really hard to write angst for eunwoo but I hope you like it anyway!


Originally posted by moonbinny

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Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.15

Originally posted by 5secondsofsass

                                              Part F I F T E E N

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 4k+ (long af)

A/N: sha-woops, made this part super long. aha, hope that’s okay for you guys! i really hope you enjoy this series, because i think i’ll be making a ‘book two’ for it ! let me know what ya’ll think about that and i hope you enjoy this part x

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]  

                                                I M A G I N E

Century Hall, 7:02 P.M. (Pop-up concert)

“I was just… curious…” You whispered, hugging your arms as your eyes stayed on the ground. Tears streamed down your cheeks rapidly, uncertain if they were going to stop anytime soon. Ashton was still in front of you in your defense, feeling a little sad from your sadness. “I didn’t mean to… cause anythin’…” 

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pipe dreams (part three)

inspired by this photo of yoongi from forever ago but we all had the same thought when we saw it, let’s be real

pairing: reader x yoongi

genre: angst, fluff, smut(!!!)

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summary: you’re the girl yoongi left behind to pursue his music career. flash forward seven years, and you’re a lawyer representing a company suing bighit for copyright infringement. what happens when yoongi is still harboring feelings for you?


Returning home, you quickly change into comfier clothing before calling Kyungsoo on your landline, twirling the cord around in your hands.

“Kyungsoo, what’s up?”

“Hi, Y/N. Thanks for picking up when I called earlier.” Kyungsoo sarcastically responds.

“I was busy! My world doesn’t revolve around you, D.O.” You snort, adding in his nickname teasingly.

“Whatever you say. Anyways, I was asking what color you were going to wear tomorrow so that I could get a matching tie, but since you took so long to call back, I just got black.”

“Tomorrow?” You wonder out loud.

“Yes, Y/N, tomorrow. The charity gala. You forgot so soon?”

“Oh, right! Lucky you, it looks like I’m still free!” You recall. You can envision Kyungsoo rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone.

“We all know you were just going to watch dramas all weekend anyways. Let’s be real.”

“Hey! That’s not true! I was going to maybe order take out, too.” You protest.

“Okay.” He responds succinctly. Trust Kyungsoo to be the most straightforward person in the world.

You sigh in to the receiver. “What time are you picking me up tomorrow? I trust you’re picking me up, right?”

“Yeah, I’ll pick you up at five. Don’t be late, Y/N, we’re going to have to walk the red carpet thing they have set up for photos.” Kyungsoo warns, knowing your tendencies to run late. “Also, dress to kill. I can’t have my date embarrassing me, so you better not show up in that dumb pumpkin-looking shirt with the cars printed on it.”

“Kyungsoo! Are you my mother? I’ll dress really pretty for you, I promise.” You whine. Kyungsoo actually has no boundaries, something you admired most of the time. Most.

“Okay. Bye now, Y/N. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Kyungsoo hangs up without waiting for your response, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

You begin to sift through your closet in search of a suitable dress for the occasion, thanking the heavens for your wide array of formalwear. Perks of being an attorney. From its place on your bed, your phone chimes, signaling that you’ve received a text message. Curiously, you peek over at it, seeing that it’s from Yoongi.

Guilt seeps into your veins as you choose to ignore it. You’ve made your decision. It was out of line to be romantically involved with someone you were pinned against in the courtroom. If anyone found out, you would be removed from the case immediately for being biased. In any other situation, perhaps it would’ve been different…Yoongi had simply reappeared in your life in the wrong place and at the wrong time.

The next morning rolls around rather quickly, and you wake up at noon. As Kyungsoo had predicted, you’d binged dramas until about three in the morning before passing out. This was the routine you had set for yourself on the weekends. Although, admittedly, it did fuck up your sleep schedule pretty badly. Drowsily, you check your phone for the time, gasping when you see you have five more messages from Yoongi.

Min Yoongi: text me when you get home safely.

Min Yoongi: okay, or don’t. that’s fine too, y/n.

Min Yoongi: sleep well, beautiful

Min Yoongi: good morning~

Min Yoongi: are you even alive

The last text had been sent to you a mere minutes ago and your fingers itch to type a response back, but you fight the impulse off. Crawling out of bed, you decide to shower to take your mind off of things. When you step out of the shower, you check your messages again, feeling relieved to see there’s nothing new from Yoongi.

On the other hand, Wendy has sent you a text asking if you want to eat lunch with her. She lives a couple of blocks away from you — walking distance. You agree, and the two of you decide to meet up at a small restaurant nearby.

“Guess what?” Wendy is beaming as soon as you’ve taken a seat in the booth. “I got a promotion!”

“What? Wendy! I’m so happy for you! You worked your ass off for this, congrats.” You cheer, patting at her hand fervently in excitement.

“Thanks, Y/N. That is why lunch is on me.” She says proudly, pointing her thumbs towards herself victoriously.

“Well, I’m not one to turn down an offer of free lunch.” You shrug, giving her a pleased look.

When your food arrives, you snap a photo of Wendy and your meal, posting it on your social media with a short caption: when wendy buys you lunch…

After the two of you part ways, you pull your phone out again as you walk home.

Min Yoongi: so you can post stuff but not respond to my texts. i see how it is.

Gulping, you feel the guilt hitting you again. Well, at least he got the picture now, right?

Your mind is off of Yoongi as you dance around to music while getting ready for the gala. You take your time, allotting two whole hours before Kyungsoo is scheduled to arrive and heeding his warning about being late.

Minutes before he’s supposed to knock on your door, you take in your appearance in the mirror, giving yourself a thumbs up.

You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Y/N!

Giggling, you dramatically swing open the door when Kyungsoo presses on your doorbell, twirling around to show off your gown.

“Nice.” Kyungsoo says simply, nodding his head in approval.

“Yah, Do Kyungsoo! I did not spend two hours blending eyeshadow on my eyelid for you to give me a one word compliment.” You slap his arm. His expression remains the same, a sigh leaving your lips. “Okay, fine. ‘Nice’ is better than nothing, I suppose. A ‘nice’ from you is the equivalent of a ‘wow, Y/N, you’re so beautiful and I’m so glad you are going with me to this, you goddess!’ from anyone else.”

Kyungsoo crinkles his nose at your response, but smiles nonetheless. The two of you hop into the backseat of the car swiftly, making small talk along the way.

“So what can I expect from this gala?”

“Usually we have a toast in the beginning to the cause, and then dinner. Afterwards, there’s an auction and then everyone kind of just wanders around, socializing and dancing. It’ll be fun, Y/N.” Kyungsoo doesn’t have you convinced, as he utters the last few words quite unenthusiastically. You give him a look of disbelief and he sighs. “Okay, it’s kind of boring sometimes because you’re forced to talk to people. But since you’re with me, it’ll be less dull maybe.”

“Wow, Kyungsoo. You really have a way with words.” You coo, patting his shoulder in feigned approval. “Hey, at least I’m out on a Saturday night! That’s better than nothing.”

“Yeah, you’re welcome.” Kyungsoo glares at you.

“You know my life is sad when I’m relying on you of all people to invite me to social events.” You sigh.

The car comes to a stop in front of the venue and you shuffle out of the car. Kyungsoo offers an arm for you to hold on to, to which you raise an eyebrow. He shoots a very threatening glare at you and you clutch onto his arm lightly, ascending the stairs into the building.

You’re greeted with the sight of a small carpet set-up, where guests are taking turns posing in front of a logo-filled backdrop. Kyungsoo and you step in front of the camera briefly. You give a small smile before being dragged to the dining area by your date.

“Hurry up before other guests try and make small talk, Y/N! Let’s find our table.” Kyungsoo whispers forcefully towards you, making an uncomfortable face.

He scans all the nameplates on the tables around the room, wandering to find your table with you attached to his arm.

“Here it is.” He pulls out your chair in a chivalrous gesture. Suho and Baekhyun are already seated at the table with their dates, and you say your greetings before allowing your eyes to drift around, taking in the names of the others at your table. You inhale sharply when you see Min Yoongi on the card directly to your right side.

Of course.

However, Yoongi still hasn’t shown up when the toast is given, and you allow yourself to relax a little. Maybe he won’t show up at all.

You had just immersed yourself in a conversation with Suho when you see the chair next to you pull away from the table in the corner of your eye. Looking reluctantly to the side, your eyes are met with Yoongi’s. He seems rather angry as he takes in your appearance, eyes trailing down your dress.

“Yoongi.” You give him a thin lipped smile. He simply nods in response and you look to see who his date is.

She’s beautiful, a thin woman with tanned skin and blue-green hair falling in waves down her shoulders. She extends a hand towards you, and you grip it solidly.

“I’m Suran. It’s nice to meet you!” She chimes cheerfully.

You give a smile in response, finally putting a face to her name. Your eyes flicker between her and Yoongi.

What’s this feeling you are feeling right now? Was it…jealousy? You mentally curse as you realize you had told Yoongi everything about your love life without asking him about his. Did he like Suran? She’s cute and nice and talented, so why wouldn’t he? Why did he kiss you if he was obviously with Suran? You’re distracted by these feelings of insecurity throughout dinner and the auction.

“Y/N.” Kyungsoo is waving in front of your face. You blink a few times but aren’t fazed by his motions. He squeezes your hand that’s placed on the table in a manner that makes you feel like your bones are being crushed. “Earth to Y/N. Are you okay?”

Snapping out of it, you wince at his strong hold on your hand. “Yeah. I’m okay, just tired from binging too much drama last night.” You joke. “I think I’m going to go get a drink from the bar. Do you want anything?”

As Kyungsoo tells you he doesn’t want a drink, you try to look at Yoongi and Suran out of the corner of your eye. She’s laughing at something he’s said, almost spitting her water out. Yoongi is practically cackling, too, and you feel insanely jealous. What were they laughing at? Some kind of inside joke? They had to have been at least friends for a while, considering they worked together.

Sighing, you put your napkin on your and excuse yourself from the table, going to the bar to distract yourself with alcohol as per usual. Perching yourself on the leather stool, you order a drink and wait patiently for it.

“Having fun?”

Your neck snaps to the side to see Yoongi sitting on the stool next to yours, the legs creaking against the wooden floor.

“Sure.” You avoid his gaze.

“Didn’t know you were friends with Do Kyungsoo.” Yoongi remarks sullenly.

“I am. We met after I consulted for SM.” You shrug, thanking the bartender when your drink arrives in front of you.

“Do you have feelings for him?”

Your eyes shoot up to look into Yoongi’s, finding his expression to be unreadable.

“No, why would you think that? We’re just friends.”

“You looked awfully cozy back there. His hand was on yours.” Yoongi’s eyes narrow.

You stifle a chuckle, almost breaking your serious demeanor. What, he was jealous of Kyungsoo trying to break your hand? That was definitely not a display of affection.

“Well, I could say the same for you and Suran.” You shoot back defensively.

Yoongi snorts. “Not even, but maybe I’ll reconsider. At least Suran texts me back.”

“Okay, then maybe you should go back to her then instead of following me around.” You huff, taking a huge gulp of your drink and wincing at the sting of the alcohol burning down your throat.

Yoongi’s eyes soften a bit. “No, I wanted to talk to you the whole night. Why didn’t you text me back?”

“I was busy. Can’t I be busy?” You claim. You know that’s not the truth, but what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him.

“Okay, fine. I’ll let you off easy just this once.” Yoongi’s eyes curve into a cute eye smile as he relaxes in his seat. “I missed you.”

You swear your heart stops beating for a little, and you lightly hit your chest in attempt to restart it, pretending you have a cramp or something. It sort of feels like your heart has cramped up. Curse Min Yoongi and his sweet, sweet words.

“I-I missed you, too.” You know you shouldn’t have said this, but you can’t help it. You really did, despite your pact with yourself to not become romantically involved with him again.

Yoongi is grinning his cute gummy grin now, and you feel your head spinning. That has to be one of your favorite sights in the world. His hand reaches out to lightly press against yours, the one that is wrapped around your drink. It’s as if his cool touch wakes you up, and you’re startled at the memory of your promise to yourself. No Min Yoongi. It was too risky.

“M-maybe we should get back to the table before Kyungsoo starts to worry about where I am.” You grit your teeth at your stuttering. You’re lying; Kyungsoo could care less where you crawled off to, but you had to make an excuse in order to avoid being sucked into Yoongi’s charms.

He reluctantly nods and follows you back to the table, hand lightly pressed against your back secretively the whole way. Butterflies are eating away at your insides, you swear. Without notice, the two of you slip back into your seats at the table again. No one seems to care that you’ve come back together because Baekhyun is in the midst of rambling. A million thoughts are coursing through your mind as you pretend to be interested in Baekhyun’s story like everyone else is.

You jolt in your seat when you feel the cold fingers of Yoongi crawling up your thigh, pushing your dress upwards. Thankfully, Baekhyun had just said something particularly funny, and everyone was falling over in fits of laughter. Looking over at Yoongi, you give him a silent warning as your eyes widen. He’s laughing politely at Baekhyun’s joke, ignoring your glare as his fingers trickle upwards, threateningly close to your core.

Nervously, you look down to see the tablecloth is thankfully long enough to cover your lap. The room is dark enough now so that no one would notice Yoongi’s hand in your crotch unless they were really paying attention. People are taking to the dance floor, and music is beating off of the walls.

Despite that, everyone is still seated at your table. Yoongi’s two fingers inch up far enough to hit the hem of your lace panties now, and you’re trembling in both anticipation and anxiety. Was he trying to kill you? Kyungsoo was only a couple of inches to the left of you.

You squirm a little, pretending like you’re adjusting your dress as you grip Yoongi’s wrist, looking frantically into his eyes.

“What are you doing?” You whisper towards him.

“Showing you how much I missed you.” Yoongi says out of the corner of his mouth, giving a fake grin at Baekhyun’s story again.

His fingers travel over your clothed clit before pressing down and rolling firmly. You bite back a whimper at the sudden sensation, opting instead to shove a large chunk of your leftover cake into your mouth. Relentlessly, he draws circles over the lace of your panties as you feel yourself growing wet. Yoongi seems to feel this too, and he gives you a smirk before dipping his fingers into your underwear. His pointer finger swirls around your entrance and drags your juices up towards your clit before his thumb replaces its place on your sensitive nub.

You shakily take a sip of your drink in attempt to act normal, trying your best to hold back your moans. Without warning, he thrusts two fingers into you, albeit rather slowly as not to attract attention. You bite down hard on your lip as he starts to move at a painstakingly slow pace, making sure to drag his fingers against your walls. As you start to feel tension build up in your stomach, clenching erratically, you decide it’s enough. Pushing his hand away from you, you stand up abruptly, causing Kyungsoo to look at you worriedly.

“What?” He asks.

“I have to pee.” You blurt out, turning to go to the bathroom. You hear Yoongi’s chair scrape against the floor as he gives a half-assed excuse. You step outside of the event room and into the hallway of the venue. Yoongi has caught up to you, tugging at your hand to let you know he’s there.

Fuck. You make the mistake of looking into his eyes, finding them full of lust. He gently pushes you against the wall and your lips connect hurriedly, as if trying to makeup for lost time. You mesh your lips together as if time is running out, his tongue swirling against yours needily. Yoongi pulls apart from you to pepper kisses down your neck, sucking furiously at the spot where your neck meets your shoulders.

“Did you enjoy teasing me at the table?” You sputter, trying your best to convey a tone of annoyance.

“Yes. And by the looks of how your walls were clamping down on my fingers, so did you.” He smirks against your skin, hot breath causing shivers to run down your spine.

“What do you want, Yoongi?” You’re not coming off annoyed like you want, instead sounding weak and breathless.

“I want you to suck my dick.” He presses himself flat against your body, and you gasp at the feeling of his erection against your backside.

Turning around to face him slowly, you notice his eyes are black, pupils fully blown out. The lighting is dim in the hallway, and you look around first to see if anyone is outside. No one is around, and you’re far enough down the hallway that perhaps no one would notice even if they were to come outside of the main room.

Hands fumbling, you struggle to unbutton Yoongi’s dress pants. He nudges your hands aside to unzip himself for you, shoving his pants down to the middle of his thighs. His cock practically jumps out at you and you swallow, hard, looking up at him expectantly.

“Hurry.” He whispers as he leans against the wall, forehead against his arm with you trapped between his body and the wall. “I’ve been hard for so long I think I might explode if you make me wait any longer.”

Eyes still locked with him, you take him in your mouth slowly, giving small kitten licks to the head. He gazes down at you lazily, eyes half-lidded. Sliding his length further in your mouth, you press your tongue flat against his shaft, sucking as hard as you can. Gripping him at the base, you find a consistent pace, dragging him in and out while ensuring that you swirl your tongue around his tip each time.

After you speed up, Yoongi finally lets out a grunt and your heart sputters at the familiar sound you’ve missed more than you knew.

“Right there, baby.” His voice is husky as you gag on his dick uncontrollably, the tip hitting the back of your throat. Doing your best to bite back the tears, you try and deep throat him as far as you can go.

Swallowing down, you glance up at him again. His eyes are shut, and you can feel his balls tighten, signaling he’s close to the end. Bobbing your head faster, you return to your fast pace in order to send him over the edge. His legs tense up and you feel his cum hit the back of your throat, hot and erratic. His eyes open again to admire you swallowing his release, and you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand before standing up. Yoongi shoves you against the wall again, tongue flickering into your mouth immediately as he engages you in a passionate kiss that makes your knees weaken. His hands are pressed around your face and you moan into his mouth languidly.

“You’re incredible, you know that?” Yoongi whispers in your ear.

“You’re just saying that because I sucked you off in public.” You groan, looking away from him as your words hit you. You just did that.

“No, not only that, but just in general.” Yoongi’s hand strokes your shoulder.

Pursing your lips, you look down at your feet. “Pull your pants up, Yoongi. I’m going back in before someone notices how long I’ve been in ‘the bathroom’.”

Silently, you trudge back into the main room, pulling your phone out to check your lipstick. Yup. It’s all gone, and you can only see traces of the dark berry lipstick around the edges of your lips. You rub furiously at it and reapply, guaranteeing it’s perfect again before taking a seat at the table.

Thankfully, Baekhyun is going on about yet another thing that happened while he was on tour, and no one pays any attention to your return. Well, except Kyungsoo.

“Y/N. What took so long?” Kyungsoo’s eyes narrow in suspicion.

“Uh, there was a line for the bathroom.” You lie pathetically.

“Okay, whatever you say, Y/N. You’re so weird sometimes, you know that?” Kyungsoo sighs, letting it slide, but his eyes tell you he knows you’re lying.

Smiling nervously back at him, you shrug, pretending to be interested in your drink from earlier. Turning to your right, you notice Suran has disappeared somewhere, probably off to the dance floor. At least she wouldn’t be saying anything about both you and Yoongi disappearing. You could very possibly die of embarrassment. Clearing his throat, Yoongi comes back to the table, garnering your attention. You cringe when you notice that he has smears of your dark lipstick around his lips.

Trying desperately to get his attention, you motion for him to wipe it away with his napkin, attempting to look casual despite the panic rising in you.

“Yoongi, you have a little something here.” Kyungsoo quips. “I think your lipstick smeared.”

Well, fuck. Grimacing, you see Kyungsoo giving you an amused look as his eyes are trained on your lips, looking over at Yoongi’s when you make eye contact.

“Please don’t say anything.” You plead quietly. Yoongi seems to be unfazed by Kyungsoo’s discovery, instead giving him an intense stare that seems to be triumphant in nature, as if he’s claiming you as strictly his.

“It’s none of my business what you do. I really could care less, Y/N.” Kyungsoo rolls his eyes and returns Yoongi’s stare with a falsely sweet smile. With that, he stands up and ushers the rest of the people at the table to the dance floor.

“What, Kyungsoo wants to dance? Is the world ending?” Baekhyun echoes surprisedly, but agrees, happily skipping off to dance and leaving you and Yoongi alone at the table. You bless the heavens for Kyungsoo, knowing he has willingly risked embarrassing himself on the dance floor in order to leave Yoongi and you alone. Regret is overpowering your senses as you come to terms with what you just did with Yoongi, and so soon after vowing to avoid him at all costs.

“Listen, Yoongi.” You bite your lip. Yoongi’s eyes are lit up, and he gives you a gummy grin. “That was a mistake.”

His smile falters, and you see him switch into ‘cold Yoongi’ mode again, as he always does in the face of emotional encounters.

“Okay.” Yoongi seems uncertain of what to say, before shaking his head bitterly. “Yeah, a mistake.”

“You know things like that can’t happen between us given the case we’re both involved in. That was the last time.” You muse. Yoongi sits there silently, his eyes piercing.

“But that doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends! We should get coffee together some day. I like doing my work at coffee shops.” You blurt out. Suddenly, you’re reluctant to completely burn your bridges.

“I thought I was a mistake.” Yoongi spits out venomously.

“Okay, fine. I’ll just go with Kyungsoo…as always.” You shrug, muttering the last bit to yourself.

Yoongi springs forward in his seat abruptly. “No, wait! I can find some room in my schedule. I have work to do, too.”

Pleased, you smile timidly at him, and although he still seems a bit hurt, he returns the smile halfheartedly. Your tense conversation with Yoongi is interrupted by Kyungsoo, who has returned to the table.

“Okay, lovebirds. I’m sorry to steal Y/N from you, but we’re leaving now.” Kyungsoo steps in.

“Why?” You subconsciously whine out.

“Mark just called me from a bar. He’s super drunk and disoriented, so we have to go pick him up before he gets killed.” Kyungsoo gives you an authoritative look. Sighing, you grab your clutch and offer Yoongi an apologetic smile.

“I’ll text you?” You’re supposed to say it firmly, but it comes out sounding like a question.

“Sure.” Yoongi’s hair falls over his eyes and he brushes it to the side, his eyes anxious.

“Bye. Tell Suran it was nice meeting her for me.” With that, you leave the venue and a very confused Yoongi behind.


It’s only a few days later when you and Yoongi agree to have your coffee date. Date meaning a platonic friend meet-up. Right? You’re not so certain about this point, but you know it should be.

Your heart sinks strangely when you see a text from Yoongi telling you he can’t leave the studio, but your hopes are resurrected when he suggests you come over and do work there. He says that his work be nice background music, as long as you don’t mind. Which you don’t. Knowing yourself, you were so ecstatic to be around Yoongi again that you wouldn’t even mind if he was in a heavy metal band and you had to work on your paperwork with screaming noises in the background. You would do anything to spend time with him again, to make up for the years lost. But in a platonic way, right?

You decide to pick up some coffee on your way to his studio, and you show up holding them in your hands.

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that.” Yoongi seems rather tense, eyes flickering around the room nervously when he opens the door.

“Think of this as me repaying you for last time.”

Dark circles lay underneath his eyes, and he looks pale and drained. Did he pull an all-nighter? Has he eaten food? Worries swamp through your mind as you take in his appearance. His hair is in a beanie, and he’s dressed casually in sweats and a hoodie.

It’s cute. He looks rather disheveled, but in a way you used to always admire.

Wait, what were you thinking? Yoongi is your friend. Friends don’t think other friends are cute. When did you ever think Kyungsoo or Mark were cute? Never. Mentally slapping yourself, you take a seat next to Yoongi, at a desk that’s rather empty beside his music equipment he’s toiling away on.

Curiously, you peer over at the various switches and buttons, furrowing your brow in confusion.

“How do you know what does what?” You pose a question.

Yoongi shrugs, eyes finally meeting yours. “I don’t know. I just do.”

You feel your face growing hot as you remember what you had done with Yoongi just a mere couple of days ago. Flustered, you turn to pull your paperwork out.

Yoongi looks strained at the sight of your casework.

“Are you supposed to do that around me? I mean, I’m involved in that case.”

“Are you going to spy on my work? I trust you.” You give him a curious look.

“No, it’s just…do you have to do that here?” Yoongi pulls his beanie off, tossing it onto the table and pushing his hands through his hair.

“The case isn’t just going to go away, Yoongi.” You’re mildly annoyed now, and it seems like Yoongi is just as frustrated.

“But it can.” He mumbles under his breath, but you catch it, the thought lingering in the back of your mind as you both resume your work.

About an hour in, you pause to look at Yoongi. He’s scrunching his face into a look of pure concentration as he nods his head slightly to the sounds coming out of his headphones. Clicking the mouse furiously and hitting random buttons, he’s completely invested in his music at the minute. You’re not sure he would notice if you left the room.

It’s…sexy? He’s fully immersed in his work, and you can tell he’s dissatisfied that it isn’t perfect. You bet he’s been working on this one song for forever, tweaking it until it’s flawless. Your eyes trickle down to admire his hands. His veins are visible through his skin, faintly blue and protruding slightly. His fingers are incredibly long, and you bite your lip when you recall the feeling of them inside of you.

“Can you stop that?”

Snapping out of your trance, you look up to see Yoongi giving you an exasperated stare.

“Stop what?” You inquire.

“Looking at me like that.” He smooths his hair down nervously again. It’s a complete mess on his head, and his actions are not helping in the least, but it’s a good look on him nonetheless. “Biting your lip like that.” His eyes darken at the last part, glancing at your lip embedded between your teeth.

“Sorry.” You whisper, holding his gaze. He leans in ever so slightly, a hand reaching out to grasp your face gently. His thumb rolls over your lip, pulling it out from between your teeth. It’s swollen and red, and the feeling of the rough pad of his finger causes shivers to run down your body.

Your eyelashes flutter against your skin as you lean in closer, closing your eyes as you savor the feeling of his touch. His breath is on your lips as his chair creaks, signaling he’s closing the distance. Your breath hitches in anticipation of his kiss, but the sound of the doorknob fumbling breaks the two of you apart. You jolt apart, trying to maintain a casual appearance of working on your respective work.

“Oh, sorry! I didn’t know you had a guest here.”

Namjoon is standing in the doorway tentatively and you hear Yoongi let out a huge sigh before turning to face him.

“No, it’s fine. You can come in and do whatever you need to do.”

Namjoon grins at Yoongi’s invitation in, and you turn around to greet him.

“Hi, Y/N! Uhh…” He trails off, rubbing the back of his head. “What are you doing here?”

You still, searching frantically for something to say.

“She’s just here to ask me some questions.” Yoongi cuts in, saving the day. You nod furiously.

Namjoon accept your excuse, shrugging before plopping himself down on the couch on the opposite side of the room. Turning back around, you do your best to focus on your work, but you can’t help but steal glances at Yoongi besides you, biting your lip again.

However, you catch him looking at you, too, and you quickly avert your eyes, blushing. The next time you glance at him, he’s smirking his cocky smirk again. You can’t help it. Dirty thoughts are sweeping through your brain and tingles overtake you as fantasies play out in your head. It’s as if Yoongi can read your mind, and his hand lingers over yours on the table, fingers tickling your skin ever so slightly as he grabs your hand.

The sound of Namjoon coughing in the back causes Yoongi to swiftly retract his hand in fear of him seeing his affectionate action.

“Hyung, are you going to that corporate party this weekend?” Namjoon speaks up from his spot on the couch.

Yoongi licks his lips, providing a distraction for your thoughts. He seems to say something in response, but you don’t know what it is as you’re too busy thinking about his tongue.

“Y/N?” He waves his hand in front of your face. “Did you hear what I said?”

“N-No, sorry. What was it?” You blush.

Yoongi smirks, knowing what you’re distracted by, but speaks as if nothing is wrong. “I asked if you wanted to go to the corporate party with me.”

As if he just remembered Namjoon is there, he adds in. “You know, in case you ever get into patents or something. Just for the experience. It’s for a music device company.”

You turn around to look at Namjoon, who doesn’t look like he has an issue with Yoongi’s invitation.

“Sure. I’d love to go.”


Yoongi arrives to pick you up from your apartment about half an hour early, and you’re still in the middle of doing your makeup when he rings the doorbell. Cursing under your breath, you finish what you’re in the middle of doing before opening up for him.

“You’re early, Yoongi.” You whine, covering your face as you know you’re only halfway made-up and surely looking like a clown at the moment.

“Sorry, there was less traffic than I thought.” He gives a half-assed excuse, shrugging his shoulders and inviting himself into your apartment. He looks around your room, picking up things on your shelf and admiring photographs you have laying around while you sit at your vanity finishing your makeup.

One particular photo is of you with Mark, laughing while on the grass at a park. Yoongi takes great interest in this one frame, picking it up and glaring rather ferociously at it. Coldly, he shows it to you and asks, “Is this your ex?”

Sparing a glance at the image, you shake your head best you can while curling your eyelashes. “Just my friend Mark.”

“How many goddamn guy friends do you have?” He groans, putting the photo down and throwing himself on your bed. He props his elbows up, resting his chin in his hands as he watches you doing your mascara intently.

You ignore his small outburst, concentrating on brushing through your lashes.

“Do you have to do that? You look beautiful without it.” Yoongi wonders out loud. You give him a pointed look in the reflection of the mirror, again ignoring him.

Applying lipstick meticulously, you stand up and grab your dress before heading into your bathroom to change.

“You don’t have to go in there to change, you know. I’ve seen it all.” Yoongi is smirking. Scoffing, you close the door behind you, slipping into your dress quickly before stepping back into your room to spritz on perfume.

Yoongi’s jaw drops as he takes in the image of you in your slinky dress. “Y/N, I don’t think you should wear that out.”

Looking down, terrified, you respond, “Why, does it look ugly?”

Yoongi stands up from his place on the bed to tug the bottom of your dress down. He gasps as the top reveals more of your cleavage, and tugs the top up. This causes your legs to be further exposed, and he groans, putting his head on your shoulder.

“I can never win.” He grumbles.

“Yoongi, what’s wrong with my dress?” You huff, shoving him off of you.

“It’s just, your legs look too good. And your…” His words trail off as he glances quickly at your chest, causing you to cross your arms in front of it to shield yourself.

“Perv.” You slap at his arm.

“I think you should change.” He gives you a demanding look, pointing at your closet.

“No. I’m going out in this.” You roll your eyes and move away to put your shoes on, bending down to adjust the straps.

“Please don’t bend over like that.” You hear Yoongi groan from behind you, and you turn to see his face in his hands. Rolling your eyes again, you grab your clutch and his arm, dragging him out of the apartment.

He drives stiffly to the party, eyes nervously glancing over at you the whole time. You’re mildly flattered by his anxious state, pleased that you could still have this strong of an effect on him. The two of you walk into the party, taking your seat at a table. Chanyeol is seated there, chattering wildly to his date about God knows what, and after you greet him, Yoongi pulls your chair out for you before sitting next to you. He adjusts his chair so it’s super close, and puts his hand casually on your thigh. The heat of his hand on your bare skin is hard to ignore, and you try to keep your breathing equal in fear of him noticing how affected you were.

Thankfully, a distraction arrives in the form of Jinyoung arriving. He smiles sweetly at all of you, his body shielding his guest. When he sits down, you freeze. Yoongi notices this, squeezing your thigh tightly as he gives you a reassuring glance. He seems to think that you’re nervous in the presence of Jinyoung, but he couldn’t be more wrong.

It’s as if you’ve been struck by lightning and your whole body was frying. Goosebumps rise on your arms as the room literally feels like it’s chilled a couple of degrees. Seated right across the table from you is him.

“Guys, this is my friend from law school.” Jinyoung pipes cheerfully. “Im Jaebum.”

Jaebum’s gaze finally lands on you, and his eyes flicker at your attire before traveling back up to your face, a shit-eating grin plastered on his features.

“Jaebum, this is Yoongi and Y/N. Y/N is working on the opposite side in the case I’m on at the moment, so she’s the competition.” Jinyoung jokes.

Jaebum smirks, and you squirm in your seat out of discomfort.

“There’s no need for introductions, I know who Y/N is.”

You swear you stop breathing. What kind of bad luck did you have? What was the probability of running into both Min Yoongi and Im Jaebum in chance situations all in a couple of weeks?

If he hadn’t cheated on you, you’d probably think he was looking fine tonight. His hair is slicked back smoothly, a stark black tone, and his trusty old silver hoops are on his ears. He’s dressed in a sleek motorcycle jacket, over his dress clothes. But to you, the familiar sight of his attire and demeanor is unbelievably sleazy.

“How do you know each other?” Jinyoung cuts in, and Yoongi quirks an eyebrow at you curiously.

“Oh, we barely know each other.” You lie blatantly. But of course, Jaebum won’t let it slide.

“I wouldn’t say barely. In fact, we know each other, quite well. Wouldn’t you agree, babe?” Jaebum throws a not-so-lowkey wink at you. As if his words are physical blows, you flinch at his use of ‘babe’.

Yoongi’s grip on your thigh is like steel now, and his teeth are gritted as he smiles rather forcefully at you.

“Quite, well, huh? Babe?” Yoongi repeats mockingly, eyes burning into yours.

Jinyoung chimes in again. “Wow, you guys dated or something, Y/N?” His question is directed solely at you.

“Um, yeah. You could say that.” You deadpan, and the conversation dies at that. The silence that swallows the table is unbearably uncomfortable, and your eyes remain glued to the white tablecloth. Yoongi’s hand is still on your thigh, and you can tell he’s irked by Jaebum’s words, too.

Chanyeol clears his throat, and engages in a conversation with Yoongi. Jinyoung and Jaebum resume conversation with each other, and you’re left sitting quietly in your seat, eyes looking anywhere but at Jaebum. You’re quite certain if you did look at him that you would find his eyes trained on you like a hawk.

So, you decide to escape to the bar to get a drink, your go-to move at awkward events such as this. Excusing yourself, you give Yoongi a timid smile as you remove his hand from your thigh and smooth your dress down. You’ve just taken a seat at the bar with your drink when you sense someone behind you.

Shrugging it off as Yoongi, you ignore it. However, when the figure leans up against the bar, too close for comfort, you realize it’s not Yoongi, but instead Jaebum.

His lips are curled into a smirk and he’s leaned in so close that you can smell his cologne. He still wears the one he used to wear, one that you gifted him for his birthday when you were together. You recall thinking it was great back then, but now it seems like the most overwhelming scent in the world, and you want nothing more than to distance yourself from the fumes radiating from Jaebum’s body.

Ordering a beer, Jaebum looks down at you, sneering in what you assume he attempt to be in a seductive manner.

“How have you been, Y/N? Long time no see.”

You glance at your cocktail nervously, twirling the straw around as you sip quietly on it.

“I’ve been good.” You state simply.

“You look good.” Jaebum doesn’t try to conceal how obviously he’s raking his eyes up and down your body. The hairs on your arm raise as your body tenses up. You fight off the desire to cover yourself with something, anything, as you suddenly feel weak and exposed.

“Thanks.” You mumble emotionlessly, avoiding eye contact by all means.

He steps in even closer. You’re practically pressed against his chest and he sneers again. “You know, I never should’ve cheated on you.” He breathes in your ear. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

Jaebum is leaning in to kiss you, and you thankfully turn you head away as soon as you notice his advances. Your breath is caught in your throat and your heart is racing, but not in the same way as when Yoongi is close by. Instead, it’s out of fear when you’re around Jaebum.

Out of nowhere, hands reach out to push Jaebum away from you. Yoongi is gripping him by the collar instantaneously, arm cocked back perilously, his hand clenched in a tight fist. Flames are spitting out of his eyes.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Jaebum demands, eyes widening in disbelief.

“She obviously doesn’t want you. Back the fuck off.” Yoongi hisses aggressively.

“That’s for her to decide, not you.” Jaebum smirks despite the fact that Yoongi could knock the shit out of him at any moment. Yoongi practically growls, his arm pulling back further threateningly.

“Stop it, Yoongi! Stop!” You break up his hold on the other man, pushing him back by his chest.

“What is this, Y/N? Is something going on between the two of you?” Jaebum cocks an eyebrow as he looks at your hands still laying flat on Yoongi’s chest.

Retracting your hands quickly, you panic. “No! Nothing.”

Hurt sweeps over Yoongi’s features as he gives you a pained expression, and he opens his mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

“So what happens between Y/N and me shouldn’t be any of your business, Min Suga.” Jaebum spits out his stage name venomously.

Animosity surges through Yoongi’s veins. “It becomes my business when sleaze bags like you prey on women right in front of me.” Yoongi’s shooting daggers at Jaebum, and it’s perhaps the scariest thing in the world. If you were Jaebum, you’d be quaking in your boots right now.

“Whatever. This isn’t over.” Jaebum winks at you over his shoulder as he turns around to go back to the table. “I’ll see you around.”

A shudder rolls over your body, and Yoongi brings you tightly into an embrace.

“Are you okay?” He asks you, hands running up and down your body soothingly.

Nodding tearfully, you pull apart from him.

“Can we go?”

Yoongi nods, and he takes you home immediately, not saying another word to the people at the table and pulling you out of the party swiftly. In the car ride home, you can sense that something is bothering him, but you are too shaken up by seeing Jaebum again that you don’t ask why. Instead, the two of you sit in silence, the only sound the buzzing of the radio.

When you arrive home, he follows you in and tucks you into bed. Moments later, he returns to your room with a mug of tea. Setting it down on the table, he turns wordlessly to leave. Reaching out to grab his hand, you tug him backwards towards your bed.

“Stay.” Your voice is quiet, muffled by the sheets covering your mouth partially.

“I thought we were nothing.” Yoongi spits bitterly, head lowered.

“Yoongi, you know I had to say that. Jaebum knows about the case, and he would totally rat us out.” You sigh, not wanting to argue tonight.

“Always so fuckin’ professional.” The bitterness in his voice fades away slowly, and a new venom seeps in in its place. “Who is that asshole, anyways?”

“I dated him in college for awhile.”

“That was him?” Yoongi pieces things together. “Did you love him?” His eyes are dark, unreadable.

“Y-Yes.” You admit painstakingly. “But I think it was only because he reminded me so much of you. I was vulnerable, and he helped alleviate my pain. Only temporarily, though, because he ripped me a new one.”

You wince at the memories before continuing. “He cheated on me.”

Your voice comes out a whisper, almost silent, but Yoongi hears it loud and clear. The strong loo on his face falters, and his eyes soften drastically as he clutches at your hand.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. He obviously doesn’t deserve you.” Yoongi shoves the covers aside and slips into bed with you, turning you to the side as he faces you, his strong arms holding you tightly against him.

“And you do?” You whisper again. Your noses are brushing against each other lightly.

“I don’t either.”

Wordlessly, he closes the gap in between you.


a/n: goddammit that took so long for me to write!! y/n is so on and off,, i hate her. how can i hate someone i made up?? hmmm…i just do. HAHA but aren’t we all really indecisive sometimes? this is definitely much longer than previous chapters, which i am thoroughly satisfied with. :-)

Different (p.2) // Klaus Mikaelson // requested

Request : can you do a Klaus mikaelson x reader where the reader is new to mystic falls and he instantly takes an interest in her and makes caroline jealous?? love your writing!

Many have been requesting a part two so here it is !!!!

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Fem. Reader

Part One

Requests are closed. xx

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Originally posted by victoriasbook

It had been weeks since the ball, and Klaus hasn’t made contact with Y/N since then. After the Mikael incident, he felt as if it were too dangerous. She was only human after all.

Klaus did watch over her though. He found solace in standing under her window, listening in on the life she held behind closed doors. Often times, he would stand on the fire escape and watch that life play out. He didn’t know what it was about her. He never met a more fearless human that her. She didn’t treat him like a monster. Sure, it was probably because she hasn’t seen the worst part of him but there was just something about her that kept drawing him in.

She would often lounge around in a t shirt and panties, with messy bed hair and a mug of tea in her hand. Other times she would blast music and dance around her apartment, always making a small smile appear on his face. Everyday he learns something new. She’s a mystery that he needs to know more about.

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I can't be friends either (Liam Dunbar) PART ONE

“I can’t be friends because I want to be so much more than that.”

I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said. Liam had admitted he loved me and what did I do? I panicked and ran. I had been avoiding Liam trying to wrap my head around what was happening. Did I love Liam? I know I cared about him a lot. I was only sixteen, I didn’t even know what love really meant yet. The boys had lacrosse practice today. I had to go because Stiles was my brother and also my ride home. I sucked in a sharp breath knowing Liam would be there and I would have to face him eventually.

“why do you reek of anxiety?” I heard a voice say from behind me.

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Brett Talbot stood behind me in all of his arrogant glory.

“why are you here again?” I sassed back.

“coach asked me see how good you guys are this year, maybe we can beat you.” He said smirking and throwing an arm around my shoulder.

I quickly shrugged him off.

“you know normally Talbot I’d have the patience for your stupidity but not today.”

Brett laughed rolling his eyes.

“let me guess relationship drama?”

“I’m not in a relationship Brett.” I said looking down at my shoes.

“really? I thought you and Dunbar seemed pretty cozy together.” Brett said shrugging his shoulders.

“well we aren’t!” I snapped maybe a little too harshly.

“dang girl chill i’m sorry my mistake.” He said raising his hands defensively.

“he uh told me he loved me.”

I had no idea why I was telling Brett Talbot of all people my problems.

“don’t you love him back?” Brett asked suddenly sounding like a concerned friend.

“I don’t know.” I said dramatically throwing my head back.

We walked up the bleachers and sat down. I saw Liam coming out from the locker room dragging behind Scott and Stiles. He looked up meeting my eyes. He saw Brett sitting with me and immediately looked away.

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 I could see the hurt in his eyes and it killed me knowing I was causing it.

“well this is awkward. Hey Brett.” Mason said taking the other seat beside me.

“Brett invited himself to sit here.” I said looking back down to Liam, but he wouldn’t look at me.

I guess I don’t blame him. The more I thought about it, I realized I did like Liam in that way but I was scared. scared to love him and be hurt, scared to lose him, scared that he’d get tired of me after a while, just scared.

“earth to y/n!” Brett screamed in my ear.

“what!” I hissed back at him.

“somebody is flirting with your boy.” Brett said pointing down to the field.

I looked down seeing Hayden Romero. She had been giving Liam looks since she transferred here. She was beautiful and she played sports. She would be a better fit for Liam than me.

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“okay Brett that doesn’t mean anything.” I said rolling my eyes.

“sure looks like something to me, and hey on the plus side if you don’t like him he can always go for Hayden.” Brett said with a look that I wanted to smack right off his pretty boy face.

“you know what I don’t have time for this today.” I huffed skipping down the bleachers.

I walked in to the school sitting down in front of my locker. What was I feeling right now? Was it jealousy? I heard a thump coming from down the hall interrupting my thoughts. I walked down slowly taking a look at my surroundings. When you’ve been dealing with the supernatural you can never be too cautious. It was just Tracy Stewart standing at her locker. I noticed she was breathing heavily.

“tracy? are you okay?” I asked getting closer to her.

She turned around her eyes changing color and blood covering her face.

Originally posted by teenwolf

“I guess not.” I said slowly backing away from her.

Tracy growled before totally morphing into a kanima. I started sprinting down the hall but it didn’t really matter. Tracy climbed the lockers and was running beside me. She jumped off blocking my path causing me to run into her. I fell backwards hitting my head off the floor. I could feel blood trickle from where I hit my head. Tracy leaned close to me raising her claws. I could see the venom dripping. I grabbed her arm trying to fight her off. She was about to swipe her claws at me when I heard a roar. Tracy was tackled off of me by Brett and Liam.

“guys don’t let her scratch you!” I screamed looking at the boys struggling with the kanima girl.

“why?” Brett screamed back.

Suddenly Tracy scratched Liam causing him to go down paralyzed.

“That’s why.” I said trying to get up.

I stumbled unsteady. Brett was struggling with Tracy. Tracy was about to scratch Brett when Scott came in roaring his alpha roar. Tracy stopped, looking at Scott before running off. I managed to get up and stumbled my way over to Liam.

“what is this? what happened? why can’t I move?” Liam said freaking out.

“hey it’s okay you’ll be fine in a few hours it’s kanima venom it paralyzes people.” I said running my hand through his hair, not that he felt it anyways.

Brett and Scott picked Liam up setting him in Stiles jeep.

“it was Tracy Stewart.” I told Scott looking at Liam’s handsome face.

“alright Brett and I are going to try and find Tracy, you stay here with Liam.” Scott said running off with Brett.

There was an awkward silence. I felt something drip on my shoulder. I realized I was still bleeding from where I hit my head.

“hey you should sit down.” Liam said noticing as well. 

I crawled in the back seat beside him.

“grab my hand, let me try to heal you.” Liam said looking at me with worried eyes.

“you need to focus on healing yourself, don’t worry about me Liam.” I said giving him a small smile.

“I can’t not worry about you, in fact that’s all I do. when you left practice I got worried. Why did you leave by the way?”

I was hoping he wouldn’t ask. Should I tell him that I was jealous? I could just lie and tell him that Brett was annoying me, which wasn’t totally a lie. I didn’t realize I had been quiet for a little until Liam spoke again.

“what’s wrong y/n? you can tell me.”

“I guess I might have a been a little jealous of Hayden flirting with you.” I sighed deciding to tell him the truth.

“why would you be jealous?” Liam said laughing a little bit.

“I guess I can’t be friends either.” I said looking him in the eyes and smiling.

He was smiling widely at this point.

“I swear as soon as I can move i’m going to give you the biggest hug.” Liam said laughing.

“tell me can you feel this?”

I leaned in and placed my lips on his. There was explosions as soon as my lips touched his. He kissed me back as if his life depended on it.

Originally posted by foreverupsidedowninsideout

I pulled away out of breathe.

“well I guess we aren’t friends anymore.” Liam said resting his forehead against mine.

“good because I want to be so much more than that.” I said kissing him again.

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Waving Through A Window

Jughead x Reader

Request: Hey could I request a Jughead imagine where the reader gets upset because she doesn’t think she’s smart enough/good enough? Based on the song: Waving Through A Window from Dear Evan Hansen

Warnings: Reader Anxiety, negative self-image

Word Count: 3,449 (promise it’s worth it)

A/N: This wasn’t originally based on a song but I’m obsessed with Dear Evan Hansen so here’s a thing. ALSO I JUST FINISHED EPISODE 11 AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF. I stand by my ship of Jughead x Happiness bc BOI (this is not based on the episode, so it is spoiler free my babes)


I walk through the hallway with my head down, and my backpack slamming against me with each step to propel me forward. I don’t talk to anyone except my best friend Betty. Well, okay, she’s not exactly my best friend. Her family is a friend of my family and so in all technicality, she’s the only one I’ve got, ergo my best friend. On particularly not-so-bad days when I mumble to her in the hallway, she’ll be standing next to my long-time crush Jughead, who I would probably never be able to speak to otherwise.

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Originally posted by nnochu

“I get the feeling she doesn’t like you, dude.”

genre: angst (debatable), fluff (also debatable)

word count: 2.2k

summary: Jungkook aka the most well known fuckboi amongst K-Celebs shared a kiss with you and wouldn’t stop appearing in your life since then. 

Jungkook had quite the reputation aka he was the number one fuckboi. Most idols had heard the rumours and seen the various attempts at covering up the hickies on his neck, that were created by someone new everyday. His next target was me. Why did I always seem to get involved in shit like this? First dating rumours with JB? Now Jungkook, aka biggest fuckboi I know, wants to sleep with me? Hell no, I want a stable and calm career, no drama, please?

“Where are we going today?” I asked my manager as I got into the car. “Music video set for BTS.” she smiled as she started to drive towards the set. “How many days is this gonna take?” “2-3. Here’s the ‘script’ kinda thing. Since it’s a music video it doesn’t really have lines but that’s the structure.” she said as stopped at the red light. “Kiss scene?” I said, almost screaming. “I’ve been involved in so many things already and now a kiss scene? With who?” “I don’t know yet.”

“Hello, I’m ___ ___. I will be the actress in the MV today.” I smiled as I introduced myself to the well known faces. “It’s nice of you to be working with us, we heard you were very busy, preparing for your music debut.” Namjoon said as he gave me his infamous simple smile. “No, it’s my pleasure to be here. I’m quite the fan.” I told him before manager called for it. “___? Are you hungry?” “Yeah, I haven’t eaten.” I told her as I walked towards her, hovering over a shoulder. “I’ll order something for you to eat. Go get ready for the shoot.” “Thanks.” I told her as walked towards the makeup artists. “You haven’t eaten?” a voice asked me as I took a seat. “No, but that’s normal for me.” I said, turning towards the owner of the voice. “That can’t be good,” he laughed. “Jungkook by the way.” he said as he held out his hand, clearly expecting me to shake it. “___, but you already knew that.” I smiled as I reached for his hand. -

“I’m hungry!” I half  “That’s your problem!” “You said you would buy me food!” “When we get to the bowling alley!”“So, did you actually date JB or was that another stupid rumour?” he chuckled as he was forced to shut his eyes for his eyeshadow. “I don’t even know the guy, Yugyeom sure, he’s my close friend, but JB? I don’t even know how the rumour came about.” I sighed as my hair was being styled.

“I’m surprised I haven’t been in a rumour with someone, not that I want to be. But I thought I would’ve with the amount of shit I do.” he chuckled as he turned back to look at me. “Trust me, even though you’re not involved in a mass rumour, there are some that exist about you amongst us celebs.” I smiled mischievously, “Like what?” “That’s for me to know, and you to find out.”

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Originally posted by minpuffs

Summary: You had thought moving into a new city and starting a new school would be easy. That was until you met your neighbour.

Genre: Neighbour!Jungkook + fluff/drama/futuresmut? lol idkk 

Word count:?? 

A/N : First ever bts scenario… and only part one of the series (who knows?) hopefully it won’t be too bad? Tell me if I should I continue?? Thank youu!! 

Part I  Part II  Part III Part IV

You were Y/N and you were new.

You’d only just moved into Seoul and to say you weren’t nervous about going to a new school for the first time would have been a lie. To say your life was interesting would have also been a lie. You were a simple woman who like most hated Mondays, owned a cat and simply wanted to get this entire ‘school’ thing over and done with.

But unfortunately, life had a way of screaming back in your face to tell you that some things just weren’t as easy as that.

‘Y/N, you’re going to be late if you don’t leave soon!’ Your mum yelled at you from downstairs and you blinked, her voice only breaking your train of thoughts and you glanced quickly at the time, cursing inwardly because you were not going to be late on your first day.

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It’s Just a Party, Janet

Summary: You, Sam, and Dean attend a high school reunion during a hunt. You really, really hate parties.

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam

Warnings: Anxiety, panic attack, Dean being a bit of a jerk.

Words: ~2.4k

A/N: Whoops I’m late for @hannahindie and @pinknerdpanda‘s Dr. Frank-n-Furter’s Partici…..pation Challenge. The story itself is totally unrelated to RPHS (and for the sake of it, I’m going to pretend the movie doesn’t exist) but I’ve used a bunch of quotes, all of which (that are intentional) are bolded.

Originally posted by winsync

“You really think this will work?” Sam asked.

“Oh yeah,” you nodded. “I went to my–” the next word was mumbled incomprehensibly– “year high school reunion and I didn’t remember half the people who talked to me. We’ll fit right in.”

“I’m sorry,” Dean said, a hint of humor on his tongue, “how many years was it?”

“Don’t start with me, old man.” You leaned across the Impala’s bench, looking between the Winchesters. “So do we know our backstories?”

“I’m a rich city councilman, I was in the leaders of tomorrow club, and I’m engaged to you,” Sam recited.

I just love success,” you said, pressing a joking kiss to his cheek.

You and Sam didn’t have feelings for each other, but that was part of why you always chose to pretend to be with him instead of his brother, and why you were willing to jokingly flirt with him when you wouldn’t with the other. You did have feelings for Dean – the product of late-night talks in each other’s rooms when neither of you could sleep, which was all too often, and gentle touches while patching each other up after fights, and sitting together in silence when one of you was breaking down, and fiercely protecting each other, and years of sweethearts and beautifuls and that’s my girl’s – and the idea of holding his hand or saying cute things to each other made you nervous, like a little girl who desperately wanted to keep her feelings secret. Which you did, really. Unrequited feelings, you could handle. Awkwardness, you could not.

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Best Friends Boyfriend - Chapter Five

Holy heck! The amount of support I got on Chapter Four was absolutely incredible! I am so glad you guys are enjoying what I am putting out, and I love the feedback you all give me, along with chatting with you guys on what you think of the chapters! Please let me know what you thought of this chapter, I love hearing from you guys! I hope you have another wonderful day, and I hope you enjoy! x

He couldn’t even begin to express the different emotions that were coursing through his veins. He was sat in the cab, awaiting until the moment it pulled up to his house.

He was angry.

Angry, because of how Olivia had treated you. 

She had been nothing but nasty, and violent towards you, for what? – Nothing in particular, only based on the idea that you and Harry had talked, and that was it. That was her only defense. She believed that you talking to Harry was going to lead you to taking him away from her, and she refused to allow that to happen.

He was upset.

Upset, because you were left alone, once again. He knew your life wasn’t easy. He knew you had been through a lot of things in your life; he didn’t know the little details, but he was sure he’d find out sometime, because he wasn’t done getting to know you. 

He felt upset, because out of the whole situation, he stupidly decided to actually listen to you, and leave you alone in your apartment, and go to Olivia.

After such an intense, and emotional moment, he decided to leave the girl he felt he was beginning to gain feelings for, knowing he shouldn’t. 

There was a possibility that you were pregnant – with his child, and he left you alone – and that was where the guilt began to set in, but he had to shake it off because next thing he knew, the cab driver had turned to face him, awaiting to be paid and tipped before Harry stepped out.

He noticed Olivia peering out the upstairs window through the curtain as she flashed him a small smile and disappeared from the sea foam white curtains from their bedroom window.

He sighed, trudging up the walkway, opening the front door to see Olivia cowering over at the stairs. 

“Hey” she whispered warily, as he gave her a slight head nod, and closing the door behind him. “I wanted to apologize for the way I acted back at-”

He sighed, putting up his hand and shaking his head. 

“Olivia, I don’t want to hear it” he uttered to her, keeping his place at the door, as she scurried over to him quickly, desperate to get some type of eye contact out of him.

“But, baby. You have to listen to me” she pleaded but he shook his head. “No, I don’t” he replied sternly. “I’ve listened to you a numerous amount of times, and I’m getting tired of it. Olivia, you hit her. I don’t care what you feel towards her, jealousy, anger, pity; it doesn’t matter – you hit her. The first time you slapped her, but this time you punched her. Olivia, I don’t think you understand how grave your actions could be, she could go after you for this, and it’s not even that. It’s the way you seem to handle everything, especially with her. I’ve never seen a side of you like this, you are never like this with anyone else. I thought maybe, that situation at the lake, was just a spur of the moment thing, maybe she said something, but what you did earlier today, proved me wrong.” he told her, shaking his head, as she gulped down and took her bottom lip in between her teeth.

“I just think that it’d be better if we-”

“Don’t even say it” she uttered bitterly shaking her hand and taking his hands into hers. “See, this is what I was talking about!” she defended. “She’s trying to ruin us! She’s trying to make it seem like I’m in the wrong, but she knows what she’s doing! Harry, she’s getting into your head. Please, don’t let her get into your head. I love you, and you love me. We can’t let her ruin something like that” she told him, squeezing his hands and he looked down at her.

“See, that’s the thing Olivia – If you loved me, you’d trust me and know that me and her have done nothing. I’ve been faithful to you this whole entire time, not once did I make a move on her, and vice versa. She was a friend to me, and your actions caused that friendship to slowly diminish. Along side of that, she didn’t ruin anything. You did. he told her sharply, shoulders stiff, and her hands went lax. Her grip falling out of his as she rolled her lips in between her teeth. 

“So you’re really going to let her come in between us, huh?” she whispered bitterly, staring at him as if she were about to throw daggers at him. 

“She’s not coming in between us…Olivia, I just – I can’t be with someone who’s violent with people. You’ve done so many things, to not only ruin your relationship with her…but with me” he told her and she shook her head. “I did nothing, but defend this relationship!” she told him shaking her hand and he sighed. 

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers and exhaling a breath. “Okay, I see there is no point in arguing about this, because I see you aren’t going to drop it and see my side, so I’m just going to leave for the night, I’ll stay somewhere else…pack your bags, and do whatever you have to do, but I don’t want to see you here in the morning, okay?” he asked her and she scoffed. 

“You can’t really be doing this” she told him, urgency and annoyance lacing her voice. “I can, and I am. I mean it Olivia, I do not want to see you here tomorrow” he told her, turning around, and heading out. 

He didn’t know where he was going to go, but the one thing he knew, was that he couldn’t be near Olivia anymore.

“Hey mate, sorry for the late night show up without notice” Harry chuckled softly. “Mind if I stay the night?” he asked him, looking up at him cautiously and Niall nodded. 

“Of course mate, and no worries! I was just watching the telly, no interruptions” he smiled, patting his shoulder and ushering him in.

“What’s happen, mate? You look rough” he chuckled, heading towards the living room, turning the telly down and sitting beside Harry as Harry sighed, rubbing at his tired eyes. 

“Too much” he uttered, closing his eyes, taking in the silence for a moment before looking up at Niall.

“I think I sort of just broke things off with Olivia” he told Niall bluntly and Niall’s eyes went wide. “Whoa, mate… I thought you really liked her, what happen?” he asked and Harry sighed. “She’s just been such a different person lately, not the girl I first met, and it all has to do with her room mate” he told him and a brow quirked up on Niall’s end. “The roommate?” he questioned. 

“Mhm. Remember that girl, from the bar that one night? I left with her?” he asked Niall, and Niall furrowed his brows, trying to jog back to what night Harry was talking about and suddenly his eyes lit up and he nodded. 

“Yeah well, it turns out, that girl, was Olivia’s best friend, and Olivia was the blind date I had the next afternoon” Harry told him, and Niall’s eyes went wide.

“Holy shit, mate! That’s like some ‘Lifetime Movie’ shit” he laughed and Harry chuckled lowly. “Oh, it get’s worse, this is actually where the trouble started.” Harry continued. “I was invited to this small family BBQ at the lake with Olivia’s family, and her roommate was there, so we were catching up a bit, nothing serious, just chatting by the water, and Olivia came on over, taking her roommate away and next thing escalated to next, Olivia slapped her, and her roommate was forced to leave. Now, fast forward to earlier today, Olivia walked in with me in her roommates apartment, talking about a situation that I’m not going to go into much detail about right now, but Olivia actually ended up punching her in the face. Literally, the poor girl was left with a huge bruise on her jaw, and I did the stupid thing. I listened to her after things died down, and went back to Olivia, thinking I’d patch things up, but instead I finally ended things, and I don’t know how I feel about it. On one end, I feel relieved, because finally I won’t have to deal with the drama, but on the other, I feel a bit sad, because I feel that me and Olivia could have had something potentially great, and I know I shouldn’t, because what Olivia did was horrible, but for some reason, I can’t help but feel horrible for her roommate. Like I have this feeling of protection over her, and I don’t know why…” he told him, shaking his head, feeling as though he sounded ridiculous as to what was coming out of his mouth. 

There sat Niall, gobsmacked, as to everything that just came out Harry’s mouth, and he had no words, he didn’t know what to say, because truly, he didn’t know that any of this had been going on. Their relationship looked so happy and giddy from the outside, but the inside of the relationship – yeah, that was a mess. 

“Well, I know you want me to be honest, so I will be. But, mate. It sounds like you have a serious case of feelings for this girl who’s Olivia’s roommate, or was, at the point” he told him and Harry looked up at him with wide eyes, shocked at his statement. 

“Don’t look at me like that, H” Niall laughed shaking his head and placing a hand on his shoulder. “I can tell, you have feelings for Olivia, you care for her…don’t know how you could after what she did; but that’s besides the point. But the way your eyes lit up, when you mentioned her roommate, mate, that’s real feelings” he told him softly and smiled. “I think, If I were you, I’d try and sort everything out, and see if something could potentially work out with this roommate girl”

You had been feeling a bit off for the last three days, every since the situation with Olivia arised, her barging into your apartment, noticing you and Harry together, and throwing herself at you, along with her first across your face. 

You were about to grab a cartoon of milk from one of the many aligned refrigerators when you felt a sharp cramp, sulk at your side and you hissed in pain, doubling over, reaching for your cart for some support. 

Not moving, not even breathing, you snapped your eyes shut hoping maybe that would make the pain go away. You felt a hand on your shoulder, a soft and fragile hand but you didn’t have the ability to move, because you felt that if you did, you would collapse, and that was the last thing you needed in the middle of the Dairy Aisle at Tesco.

“Alright sweetie, I’m Maria. Let’s get you seated over here on the floor, you’re going pale my love” she told you gently but you shook your head. “I can’t move” you panted out, shaking your head. “If I move, I’m going to pass out” you whispered, beginning to hear the ringing in your eyes and you swallowed deeply. 

“Okay, you’re alright. Just lean against me” she directed you, suddenly a man coming over and helping you lean against the kind woman who decided to stop, once she realized something was wrong with you.

Finally, moments later, you were sat on the floor, head against this woman, who you had just met, but you made you feel strangely comfortable.

“I feel woozy again” you told her quietly, and she quipped to her side, noticing your face going pale, lips turning a shade of blue, and the last thing you heard was, call 911!

Once Harry had gotten the phone call, his knees had went weak. He never expected that he’d be getting a phone call from the hospital, saying that you were emitted and that he was the one you were asking for. Thanking the nurse that called him, he threw his phone into his pocket, rushing to his car, and making his way to the hospital that you were in.

He didn’t know why, but his heart was pounding, and his hands were sweating. His body was jittery and the only idea that went through his head was that Olivia could have potentially done something, and if she had, he would never be able to forgive himself, because in the back of his mind, he felt that all the problems going on between you and Olivia – were his fault.

He had hoped you were okay, nothing too serious, because the idea of you hurting even more than you already had been, had him crushed. Crushed, because for some reason, he felt different about you. He felt like he had a need to protect and care for you. His heart leaped whenever he saw you and his stomach did a swan dive near you, and that’s never happen to him before.

Entering the hospital, he looked frantically from the front desk, quickly approaching to a younger looking woman.

“Hi, hello – uh I have a friend that was admitted in not to long ago, I think – and they, uh, they called me to come here” he told the woman frantically and she smiled softly. “Alright, dear. First, what’s her name?” she asked and he told her your name as she nodded. “Alright, so you must be Harry. Can I have some ID before we proceed?” she questioned, looking at him, knowing very well who he was, but hospital policy required they ask for ID, and he wasn’t about to start an argument, even though the only thing he wanted to do, was make sure you were okay. 

She looked over his ID, nodding her head and handing it back to him. 

“Alright, she’s on the eighth floor, room 8432″ she smiled, handing him a clipboard. “There’s going to be some information that has to be filled out for her, it says here none of it is put on file, so when you have the time, if you could fill it out for her, or with her, that would be of great help” she told him, smiling as he nodded and quickly thanked her, rushing over to the elevator.

He didn’t even bother tapping on the door, he quickly opened it and spotted you, laying on the bed, eyes shut, eyelashes fluttering over the tops of your cheeks, and you looked content. He smiled, heart relaxing when he realized nothing looked seriously wrong, but still, he felt uneasy, still not knowing why you were in the hospital.

He saw you gently stir, a soft groan escaping your lips as your eyes fluttered open.

“You came” you croaked, with a soft smile as he rushed over to your side, pulling the worn out chair closer to your bedside and putting your hand in his. “Of course I came” he told you, eyes casting over your body. “You almost near gave me a heart attack” he chuckled softly and you smiled. “Sorry” you whispered, wiping at your eyes. 

“What’s that?” you asked, nodding over to the clipboard in your hand. “Oh just some paperwork that needs to be filled out, no worries, that isn’t important right now” he told you. “What happen, hmm?” he asked you and you sighed. 

“I don’t know. I’ve been in and out of it” you replied. “They gave me an IV and that’s made me a bit drowsy and sleepy, so I’ve been in and out of sleep, I still don’t know whats wrong. They took some blood tests a while ago, so I guess there should be results some time soon. I don’t know, I was at the store, and then I got these weird cramps and suddenly felt as if I was going to pass out – and this really nice lady came over, and helped me and the last thing I remember was her shouting that 911 had to be called, and that’s all I could really remember.” she told him and he nodded, running his thumb over her knuckles. 

“Well, I’m glad you’re safe” he whispered as he pressed a kiss to her forehead and you stayed still. “I don’t think this is appropriate” you whispered, referring to him being so touchy and kissing your forehead. “Olivia would-” “Olivia doesn’t matter” he replied. “But she does, Harry. She’d be so mad if she found out-” “I broke up with her” he whispered, looking up at you, to see your eyes go wide. “Harry…” you whispered. “I told you – don’t allow Olivia and I’s problems to get in between you two” you sighed, closing your eyes, feeling the strange feeling of guilt sink over you.

You knew you shouldn’t have been guilty, you did nothing wrong. But there was something in you that felt wrong. The situation was a mess to begin with. He was a one night stand, then started to date your best friend, then gave you a bit of smooth talk, talking of his interest towards you, but knowing he couldn’t pursue anything – along with a period of time where you two didn’t talk, because you thought he didn’t want too, but it was all Olivia, trying to ploy her way in to make things more difficult. It just made you feel guilty because you never liked to be one to meddle into relationships and you never liked being the one where the fault was placed, and you felt that if something occurred between you and Harry, it’d bite you in the ass sooner than later.

“It wasn’t the problems between you and Olivia – she’s changed anyway. She’s not the same girl she was when I met her, and what she’s done to you has just proved what type of a person she really is, and I don’t want to be surrounded by that. Sure, we had some great memories, I care for her, but I can’t keep dragging myself through something like that, especially when she hurt someone I deeply care for as well” he told you, looking up at you, eyes sinking into yours, a soft smile gracing his lips. “I don’t want you ever thinking that you’re less than you are, because it’s far from true. I’ve seen you, and the way you interact with people, and the way you seem to think of yourself, and you deserve to know that you are worth more than you think. I just think you don’t give yourself enough credit as to how amazing you really are” he told you and you couldn’t help the small smile that graced your lips.

There was a sudden tap at the door, and both your heads snapped up to see your doctor enter into the room, looking over your charts and he smiled down at you. 

“Hello, hello” he smiled, reaching a hand out to Harry and giving him a firm handshake. “I’m Doctor Stone. So, you Missy” he gestured towards you with a chuckle. “Your results came across negative” he assured and you released a breath of relief. 

“Alright that’s good – so what was with the cramping, and the uneasiness?” you asked him and he chuckled lowly. 

“Well, that is the explanation for the one sample that came out positive…” he told you – neither you or Harry catching on. 

“You’re pregnant” the doctor told you and you looked up at him with wide eyes, sinking down further into your bed as you felt your heart increase in speed, not really sure of what to comprehend of the situation. 

“There was some bleeding, which is a small concern, but nothing major, so we’ll want to keep a watch on that. You seem to be a little over seven weeks, so we’ll start you on some prenatal pills, and we can book your first OB appointment” he smiled, rubbing your calf gently above the blankets. 

“Congratulations, I’ll give you two a bit. A nurse will be in later to check up on you again, and give you your prescription that should be picked up tomorrow morning when you’re discharged” he explained, waving to the two of you and heading out. 

The room was silent, neither you or Harry saying a word. Your thoughts were confirmed, you were pregnant.

The clogs were working in your brain, you weren’t sure where to start, or what to think. You were having a child. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how much your life would change, what Harry would do – would he leave, or would he stay? – What would Olivia think, or do? Oh god, what would Olivia do.

Suddenly, a tear escaped from your eye, quickly wiping it away, but soon after another came down your cheek, soon multiple tears streaming down your cheeks that you couldn’t seem to control.

“Hey, hey, hey” Harry whispered, quickly sitting beside you in the hospital bed, bringing you close into his arms, holding you tightly, with your face pressed into his chest. “I can’t believe this is happening” you cried. “It wasn’t suppose to happen like this” you croaked. “I was suppose to be married, a-and I was suppose to be successful, with a good job, and now I’ve just simply managed to ruin your life because I can imagine that last thing on your mind is raising a child and I-” he shook his head, squeezing you tighter, interrupting your ramble and pressing his lips into your hair.

“Stop talking like that” he whispered, holding you tightly in your arms. “You have not ruined my life” he reassured. “Sure, this wasn’t planned. We didn’t think of having a baby, but it will all work out. You won’t be alone” he told you sternly as you sniffled, drawing yourself closer to his chest. “I will be here with you, every step of the way, and we’re going to have this child together, and we’ll raise it together, and we’ll give it the best life possible. Alright? I don’t want you thinking negatively, and I don’t want you thinking that you’ve ruined my life or any of that gibberish. Things happen, when and how they’re suppose to happen, and we’ll get through it. It won’t be easy, but I promise, we will be okay” he whispered.

You released a quiet breath and nodded, staying close to him, not wanting to let go, because right now, the feeling of his arms around you, fingers caressing your back, felt like home, and you haven’t had that feeling in a long time.

“Alright, there we go…” Harry gestured, helping you adjust carefully onto his bed, adjusting the comforter comfortably around you and putting your bags down by the closet. “We’ll sort your clothes out later, for now, just relax. I’ll bring you something to eat, and to drink and we can watch the telly or something” he told you and you sighed. 

“Harry, I’m not dying, it’s just bed rest” you told him and he shook his head. “Nu-uh. The doctor gave me strict orders to make sure that for the next 24 to 48 hours, you’re laid in bed, relaxed and not much movement. We don’t want anything going wrong with you or our little bub, so stay put and I’ll be back” he smiled, walking out the door, shutting your door. 

Our little bub.

He called your baby, his little bub. For some reason, that small statement of his made your heart flutter – maybe after all, he would be invested into this, and maybe things would be so bad. 

You knew there were things to work out; such as how you’d raise the baby together, how you’d co-parent, where the baby would stay and when. What things you both would instill into the child and so on, but right now, that was all too soon. 

All the mattered, was how invested he seemed to be with your little baby, and it did nothing but make your heart soar.

“Olivia, please leave” Harry pleaded leaning against the door as Olivia stood at the doorstep. “I have a lot of things on my mind, lots of things are going on, and I don’t have the time to argue with you, nor do I want too” he told her tiredly, shaking his head at her. 

“Oh, I bet you do have a lot of things going on. Explain this” she spat, thrashing the magazine against his chest, that displayed you and Harry exiting the hospital together, his arm around your waist, helping you towards the car.

“Little bitch, see I told you she knew what she was doing. We suddenly go on a small break, and she already manages to do something to get you crawling over to her and have her in your hands, and not mine!” she told him, voice growing with anger and jealously. 

“Olivia, please-”

“No.” she told him. “I cannot believe you actually fell for it. Just so you know, she’s only with you for your money, and your name. She will probably never treat you as well as I did and-”

“Harry? Where did you put the padding for the bed?” you croaked out, standing at the top of the stairs and he stilled, Olivia’s eyes going wide. 

“She’s in our house?” she seethed, hand shoving Harry to the side as she approached the stairs. 

“Olivia!” he shouted, following after her quickly. 

“I really can’t catch a break, can I?!” she shouted up at you, leaving her distance from you are you sulked away at your spot on the stairs. 

“Olivia, please.” Harry pleaded and she turned around, eyeing him and then you. 

“You really can’t keep your hands to yourself can you? You see me and him have a rough patch, and next things next, you’re all over him. Huh? Is this pay back or something? For what I did to you in high school? Well reality check bitch, that was years ago!” she shouted and you stayed quiet. “But good try, trying to ruin what me and Harry have because I can guarantee you, he won’t last long with you because-”

“Olivia!” Harry shouted, eyes burning into hers and she stilled. 

“Harry, it’s okay” you whispered, looking over to him and pleading him with soft eyes, to not say anything he’d regret. 

He took in a large breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. 

“I”m going to ask you nicely. Please leave, this conversation is over.he told her and she rolled her eyes. 

“No, I won’t. I won’t leave until I know why she finds the need to stay in our house” she told him simply and eyed you.

“So, little whore. Tell me. Why do you find the need to be staying in our home?” she asked in a snarky tone.

Harry looked up at you vulnerably, knowing you didn’t want to say what you were about to say, but also knowing, you didn’t have a choice. 

“I’m pregnant, okay?”