and they are trying so hard not to make out with each other

My dog actually performed an impressive bit of problem solving that has interestingly led to the “sit” command having two meanings that differentiate from each other based on whether or not he has a ball in his mouth.

Being a very bouncy boy whenever he is not in lounge-mode, my little fella sometimes wants to make getting the ball away from him when we’re playing fetch into an extra part of the game. Now I’m not here for that since he has some big ol’ teeth and has accidentally nipped me hard while adjusting his grip on the ball as I try to get it back. So it’s better for everyone to have the ball gotten calmly.

So I decided to try asking him to sit to make getting the ball out of his mouth easier. Pretty quickly he figured “sit” was just a prelude to him giving me the ball.

Thus, under normal circumstances, “sit” is asking him to sit. When he has a ball, however, “sit” now results in him dropping the ball at my feet and it will take a second “sit” after the ball is out of his mouth to get him to park his behind.

He does not comprehend “drop” in regard to balls, only to clothes he has smuggled out of the hamper because I did not shut the closet door. Balls getting dropped are now always “sit” for this little guy. Weirdo.

i see your ‘rose and kanaya going out on romantic candlelit gourment dinners’ date and raise you ‘rose dragging kanaya out to a graveyard to summon the spirits of the undead, eating cold lunchmeat on a tomb with paper plates, and making out behind a tombstone’ date

A PSA for Spoonies with a mental ilness

If you are not only in physical pain, but emotional pain, and oh get out of bed most days and do what you need to, you should be so proud of yourself.

If anyone calls you lazy, a burden, stupid, just remember that they don’t and likely won’t ever understand what you’re going though at all. Just remember that you are loved regardless of what that individual thinks.

If you have anxiety or a panic disorder or social anxiety and you still make your own doctors appointments I am so proud of you, I know this is hard but you’re doing so well.

And in these trying and emotional times just remember that we stand together, United, and we will not back down. We will support one another and pull each other through. You are beautiful and you are valid and you are so very strong.

Keep going, you’ve got this.

the rfa+minor trio baking with mc :3


  • look
  • this boy
  • youre convinced hes probably never baked anything in his life
  • and he kept “accidentally” getting cake batter near/on his lips and would wait for you to
  • you know,
  • get it off………
  • of course you did it every time BUT THAT’S NOT THE POINT
  • the point is he sucks at baking
  • you just wanted to make some cupcakes for him and his crew to congratulate them on their new muscial
  • but nO
  • he took his shirt off when it got batter on it
  • so did you
  • the cupcakes never got done
  • tragic


  • he was oddly good at baking ??
  • he was secretly trying to impress you
  • he did
  • at one point you booped his nose and got icing on it
  • so you licked it off
  • and he blushed so hard you thought he was gonna faint
  • then he swiped some on your nose and licked it off
  • “I guess…were even now…”
  • this boy is gonna be the death of you jfc
  • you kept sneaking kisses from each other as you prepared the cookies
  • eventually you ended up making out next to the oven till the timer went off and scared yoosung
  • and yes the cookies were delicious


  • you weren’t surprised to know she wasn’t half bad
  • shes good at so many things
  • you were making little sweets for the rfa party
  • she looked so cute when she was baking
  • she had this little smile on her face
  • she poured every measurement perfectly
  • she got a lot of flour and powdered sugar in her hair though
  • its your fault shhh
  • in return, you got a lot of frosting on your face
  • you had a lot fun together~ <3
  • you took a relaxing bath together afterwards

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We were so foolish to make homes out of each other. Erecting faulty supports, cultivating ephemeral gardens, arranging the furniture of our lives to compliment one another. It was such blissful ignorance. Hell, I thought we’d created our own quirky eden. But then, you decided to ignite the flame that sent me spiraling into chaos. Piece by piece my home became nothing more than kindling for the embers of your indecision. For weeks I’d writhe in the cinders trying desperately to retrieve that sense of security that I once clung to so viscously. And now I hear you beckoning me back to the walls of this place; the place I’ve been trying so hard to forget. The walls are torn, windows shattered, the supports rotting; one look and I know that what we once had is far beyond salvation. My eden is gone and all that remains is a cold, dying monolith; a monument to the phantoms of our past. Now I see that it’s my turn, it’s my time to set our world ablaze. No longer will ghost roam these halls, no longer will the shadows dance across these withered floor boards. As much as some foolish part of me wants to mingle with these apparitions for eternity, I know deep within my cracked heart that I’m better off without any traces of us haunting the corners of my mind. Yet, as I watch our home go up in flames for the final time, I can’t help but yearn for the sting of its burn to grace my skin once more.
oikuroo dynamic headcanons

people have already pointed out that with the way things are going in canon oikawa and kuroo are probably never going to meet but consider this

  • both of them have probably heard about each other at some point I mean they’re both captains of powerhouse schools
  • both of them basing their first opinions of each other on what they see on tv or in matches
  • kuroo: what the heck this pretty boy is so sparkly
  • oikawa: hmm… bedhead-chan
  • THEM MEETING SOMEWHERE (coughs college au)
  • they probably didn’t get along all that well at first 
  • I bet they sized each other up hella hard because honestly what do you expect when a provocation expert and master people-reader meet
  • in general just walking on thin ice around each other
  • they could actually understand each other on a level other people can’t since they’re both so good at understanding what makes people tick
  • pranking people together because they’re six feet tall and former volleyball captains what can’t they do
  • practicing volleyball TOGETHER
  • oikawa trying to set the ball in the best way to the spiker so that kuroo can’t block
  • kuroo can
  • both of them recognizing that they excel in different areas and admiring each other’s volleyball skills
  • studying together bc these two got good grades in high school and are probably studious people (kuroo was in a college prep class ya know)
  • kuroo with cats and oikawa with aliens on their boxers
  • their childhood best friends kenma and iwaizumi also getting along on a quiet, steady level
  • oikuroo has so much potential  

So it’s the Citadel party and Shepard is trying to be a good host, making sure it’s running smoothly. They’re trying to give everyone equal time and not spend TOO much time with Garrus buuut it’s hard and they both almost wish the party was already over so they could be alone.

Their PDA is, of course, very subtle, a little nudge here and wink there before going back to their respective conversations

A few drinks later and they’re a little more cuddly, more openly flirty, some people start teasing, ‘awww look at Shepard and Garrus so romantic~’

By the end of the night all bets are off and they’re yelling HEY SEEEEEXYYYY at each other from across the room, very aggressive tickle fights, Garrus says his whole ‘you, me, mostly naked, completely alone, shamelessly rolling on the couch” line, Wrex just shouts at them to get a room and stop grossing everyone out.

Half hour later someone looks around and asks, “Has anyone seen Shepard? And where’s Garrus?”

Suddenly Tali bursts into the room looking traumatized


A quick and dirty DID reference

A very special person to us is trying his hardest to understand us and how we relate to each other. Sometimes it is so hard to explain with words so I decided to make these visual aids for him and anyone else who might be going through the same.

Imagine it like a cone, the white being the highest point of awareness and the black being the lowest. Some of us stay higher and some lower. Sometimes we move freely between the areas but sometimes we can’t control it.

We are not always fully in a certain area, sometimes we are between. Occasionally we do something we think of as merging or blurring. We kind of fade into each other and become something between, taking on attributes of both. This often leaves us feeling like we aren’t completely sure who we are.

We all have different relationships with each other. Some of us get along great and hang out a lot, some of us don’t get along. Some of us don’t like socializing at all and avoid people. The relationships can be platonic, romantic, volatile, or like family, it all depends. 

Dating Jaebum would be like:

-being pretty confident when asking you out and you actually asking him how he managed not to blush while saying those cheesy words

-a lot of back hugs

-he’s the type to hold your hand all the time

-like if he needs to do something he would try to do it without letting go of your hand if possible -‘’Jaebum, I’m not going anywhere…’’- ‘’Shhhh’’

-making you wear his shirts just so he can take them off you after few minutes  seconds actually

-you two laying on the couch cuddled up to each other doing literally nothing the whole day, just enjoying each other’s company

-you planting small kisses on his jawline and him kissing your forehead

-heated make out session while you’re straddling him

-him singing ‘’Confession song’’ and you having to either run away or hug him so he doesn’t see your face because you’re blushing so hard

-taking long walks but stopping every few minutes to take a pictures

-having movie nights every week and somehow it always ends up with him choosing the movie and you don’t mind that since you always enjoy it and sometimes you don’t even get to the movie

-you wearing his black hoodies and going around the dorm pretending you’re him

-’’(Y/N), what are you doing?’’

-’’What do you mean? I’m sexy and confident leader of GOT7.’’

-other boys are probably filming this let’s be honest

-you two going to restaurants together and you having to ignore the stares of other women  you’re not blaming them…who wouldn’t stare at him

-but you can’t help it sometimes and your jealousy probably shows on your face because after your come home he always makes sure to show you that you’re the only one he cares about

-talking about jealousy…he’s type to glare at every guy who’s talking to you and he doesn’t like you hanging with any guy if he’s not there

-it’s not like he doesn’t trust you, it’s that he doesn’t trust them

-his group members are an exception because he knows they only see you as a sister or more likely as a mother  since you’re with their father of course you’re going to take care of them

-catching him staring at you lovingly while you’re doing something random like washing the dishes

-he will never admit it but he caught himself thinking about how your married life would look

-him being very dominant in bed

-waking up to realize you can’t move an inch because he’s hugging you tightly

-he likes to snuggle his face into your hair so he’s always the big spoon

-promising each other to act normal before you go out but in the end everyone is looking at you two anyway since you’re either laughing too loud or being extremely touchy-feely

-him kissing you in front of the boys not embarrassed at all and completely ignoring their whistles- ‘’You guys seriously need a girlfriend…’’

-long conversations on the phone when he’s away on tour and he needs to know every single detail of your day before he finally answers your questions about his

-him making you breakfast and then laying in bed with you and trying to feed you while ignoring your protests

-you encouraging him and helping him to calm down whenever he’s under stress and questioning his own decisions as a leader

-pulling you into a hug when he comes back from practice and you shouting that he’s sweaty but still snuggling your face into his chest

-although he’s pretty confident he would probably become a stuttering mess in front of you from time to time especially whenever you tell him you love him and he would definitely make sure to tell you the same every single day


where are they now?

i. the grey-clad angels walk hand in hand, passing by rows of identical, unlit houses, in a neighbourhood that’s removed from the main city attractions. The angels hold hands and unravel their wings, spreading them wide, laughing, chatting, playfully throwing jabs at each other, happy and light and golden, because it’s only three in the morning, and no one is out to see them in their holy glory

ii. seraphim, teaching in schools and universities, glasses adorning their glowing faces, their silver hair pulled back in buns, braids and everything under the sun. they hold a laser pointer and write out bible-long mathematical equations on the green board, the chalk crumbling and smearing on their dark flesh. They have quiet voices, but burning gazes and words that hold wisdom eons older than any human could ever imagine

iii. puttos (the mistaken ones) trying so hard to make themselves known, their names forgotten, confused with the ugly ones, the cherubim, handing out leaflets on the streets full of information on what is what and what is not, their eyes big and blue and green and brown, their golden hair in coils and curls and locks. When they come back home, they drink cinnamon tea, stretch out their legs and watch cartoons on tv, wondering how could it be

iv. thrones and ophanims have weekly gossip sessions in abandoned, brown churches and beautiful, rosy cathedrals, when they are empty and echo-y and grey, of course. The thrones, the taller ones, with longer faces and lean bodies draped in many cloaks, bring cookies and aloe vera drinks, whilst the ophanims bring with them human magazines, and flick through them as they wait for everyone to gather. Once they’re there, their voices are an amalgamation of golden bells ringing, of songs and chorus. They speak in a language known only in the old heavens, the gossip of pop culture, celebrity news and recent celebrity deaths padded out by the smoothness and elongation of their angelic vowels

v. standing under red light are the dominions, the beautiful women, the haunted ones, their hair as black as the inkiest night. They shiver in the cold, their mortal flesh still mortal and too thin and just a shell, their grand wings in glamour and pinned back, aching to be let out, to be stretched out, like the angels do, because they’re different, they still have their freedom. They’ll stand there and wait until a customer comes by and swoops them away, for a few minutes, if that’s okay

vi. the principalities work in hospitals, the white, sanitised surroundings reminding them of their long-lost home. They yearn for something they once were as they trail down the sparkling halls, their uniforms donned on, hair tucked back, wings invisible. what a shame. when they have their break, they pour out of the doors and take a minute to smoke, the poison filling their lungs and calming them down, their anxious, trembling hearts. the principalities have long forgotten what it feels like to be great, but sometimes, they have dreams and flashbacks and strange déjà vu, and visions and hallucinations. many of them think they’re ill, something wrong with their brain. but they’re just visions of what once was

vii. the archangels cuddle each other in bed, the plain duvet tangled around their slim, long legs, the colour of milk and chocolate. They are open with each other, arms bared, hearts on their cheeks, fluttering eyelids and parted mouths the colour of pink summer and cherry lollipops. One kisses the other, lips like velvet, skin like silk. They text the principalities ‘when r you gonna be off shift? Come and join us’ knowing full well that they’d never come because they’re ashamed of pure love, of love that is not contained between just two

viii. the virtues are fishermen and women, gathering by the side of the turquoise rivers that are the hidden parts of cities and towns, where there is peace, glittering bright, soothing their minds. They fish for hours, chatting amongst themselves, no more than glorified, elongated small talk. Sometimes, rarely, one of them says something that makes the other’s eyes light up – light up with memories, with nostalgia and with sorrow at what once was – but those moments usually don’t come, or are swept up by the rising wind. they inspect the fish they catch, knowing their angelic touch could never really harm another being. they collect a few of their rainbows scales, the rare currency, and let the fish go back to their home, the undulating waves. When it gets really hot, they take off their clothes, but stay in their frilly, lace underwear, and swim around, letting their wings get wet and weigh them down, the most tangible evidence of their origins

ix. they are here. and they haven’t left

BTS Cuddling

Aww, this is going to be so freaking adorable, I’m blushing!!!


Originally posted by bts0726

Originally posted by painfulblisss

I Imagine Jin to be the most romantic out of Bangtan. He’s sweet, Gentle, Loving, Motherly, so no doubt his cuddles would be the same way. You would intertwine your small fingers with his bigger ones, gently touch each other defiantly give sweet soft pecks all over, Neck, Lips, Forehead, Hand, Stomach, where ever he could reach and make you feel warm.


Originally posted by mn-yg

Originally posted by hopeless-hugger

He wouldn’t admit he wants to cuddle, of course he wants to, just lie there with you in his warm embrace forever. But he would play a little ’ Hard to Get ’ and wait for you to get all pouty and make him cuddle. He would grumble like “ Ya~ im trying to sleep ” but he loves it a whole lot.


Originally posted by jiminb

Originally posted by momentarilyforgotten

Don’t expect these cuddles from this ball of sunshine to be calm and cozy ones. It will break into a tickle fight very easily when he’s feeling happy(which is all the time) you’d laugh so hard, you would snort and make him laugh even harder. You would also try to find his most ticklish spots, but he would only prevent you. Once you two were out of breath, most defiantly he would hug you closely and fall asleep.


Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Originally posted by relationshipaims

The cuddles from this clumsy boy would be very soothing and calm. He would start a small conversation with you, holding you tightly to his chest as he spoke about his day and all the stressful things on his mind that he needed to rant about, and what better person than you. Of course he would also let you talk and let you rant, he would be more than happy to listen and give you some dorky advice that really help.


Originally posted by bwipsul

Originally posted by hopeless-hugger

Cuddling with this boy would be every. Single. Day. He would be the type to cuddle you more than you cuddling him, wrapping his arms around you waist tightly so everyone knew you were his and only his. He’d also be pouty and jealous if he caught you cuddling a stuffed animal or a pillow instead of him. If it was not him, he would defiantly rip away whatever you were cuddling and he would replace it with himself.


Originally posted by jinkooks

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Where do i begin with this boy? He would love cuddles and get so happy when you asked for them. But these cuddles would not be one position, OH NO, cuddling with him would be changing positions every minute. We’ve seen how he sleeps, his cuddles will result in every pose possible. None the less, you love them.


Originally posted by jibeom

Originally posted by justdrethings

He would be very protective of you, holding you tightly to his chest as he mumbles sweet nothings and tells you that you’re the greatest and you two make a better couple than others(we all know how competitive he can be) He would stroke your hair and also reassure you that he will always be by your side and protect you from the danger in this world.

Thank you for requesting!!



It was dark when Ritsu and Shou first kissed. They kissed after Shou broke his own window and busted the screen out so they could get out of his house. It was after they ran to the middle of an open field in the dead of night and Shou had collapsed to his knees with grass knitted in fistfuls between his fingers. It was after Shou’s dad had yelled at him for the umpteenth time. It was after they pulled away from a long silent hug and their noses brushed against each other. It was after they stared at each other’s cloudy eyes and shared the same unknowing fear of what would happen if they turned back. They didn’t know if they would ever see each other again. So with a concoction of dread and concern boiling in their stomachs, they kissed. Both of their hands were on each other’s cheeks and they held each other there until they couldn’t breathe. It was wet between both of their tears and it broke when Shou couldn’t keep his mouthed closed from a sob. They stayed there and cried until the sun rose.

don’t think about:
-where it would’ve gone if Lillian hadn’t interrupted Kara and Lena^^
-or Lena frantically calling Alex after Kara said yes to going to the gala
-or that she called to find out karas favorite food
-so she could have them at the party
-definitely don’t think about this concept:
Lena: “How could I ever repay you?”
Kara(as supergirl): “Oh, that’s not necessary!”
Kara’s-clumsy-ass: *trips and Lena catches her and kisses her*
Lena: “How’s that?”
Kara: *adorkably nervous giggling*

-or how Lena is actually trying really hard to be that strong and intimidating
-she actually really soft
-don’t think about them trying to out ‘puppy-dog-eye’ each other but both caving at the same time
-don’t think about Lena moving in with Kara and making a joke about how now she doesn’t have to drop in unannounced
(feel free to add)

  • Taiyang: So Rubes how's my little girls first relationship?
  • Ruby: Tough dad, I never knew how hard it'd be to please another woman.
  • Taiyang: *spits out drink* Wha-what did you say?
  • Ruby: I said it's hard trying to please Weiss. It's my first relationship so I don't know what to do or how to please her really. She seems more experienced than me.
  • Taiyang: *panics* Wait, when you say please We-Weiss, are you saying you two do the do?
  • Ruby: Do the do?
  • Taiyang: Come on Ruby, don't make me spell it out are you and Weiss you know doing that?
  • Ruby: Doing what dad?
  • Yang: *yells from room* Dad wants to know if you and Weiss are doing each other!!
  • Ruby: OH MY GOD!! No.
  • Taiyang: Oh thank god. I'm not ready for that talk.
  • Ruby: Besides uncle Qrow already told me all I needed to know about that.
  • Taiyang: WHAT!!
Cyber Savior// Jeon Jungkook (Part 1)

Originally posted by sugutie

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader


Summary: Two teens desperate for some sort of support in their life, find it through an app.

Author’s Note: Hello everyone! This is the first part of the series I was telling you all about! I decided on putting the first chapter out and seeing the feedback i get, just so I can see if I should post part 2 and make it a series or not! Please enjoy the read!

xoxo Sara

TRIGGER WARNING: Talks of abusive, alcoholism, thoughts of suicide, attempts of suicide, and depression.


You found it difficult to breathe on days likes this; Days where everything seemed dark, rather than light. You tried to believe your parents when they said that ‘there is light at the end of the tunnel you’re in,’ but it was hard to believe two people who seemed to always spew lies about each other whenever the liquor they ingested took over their thoughts and coarsed through their blood systems.

You went to school as you normally did; trying to hide as best as you could from the classmates you saw everyday. They either didn’t notice you existed, or noticed for moments just so they could torment you and tease you about your appearance and how you acted.

They would whisper hurtful words in the hallway, telling you how you were worthless and ugly and fat and stupid and how no one would ever love you. They would laugh at you and tell you how you were a wreck, how even your own parents couldn’t handle you and practically lived at bars every weekend, drinking away the thoughts of their horrible failure of a daughter who couldn’t seem to do anything right.

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ch aesthetic tutorial

yeah so i’ve gotten a lot of compliments (thanks!) and tutorial requests about my aesthetic edits lately, so i decided to make one. boom. it’s really not that hard. i use photoshop, idk if this tutorial will work with other programs but you can try it out and let me know :) 

so if you wanna know how to make these types of edits keep on reading 

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Being Oliver Queen's best friend...

  • crying when you hear the news of him being alive
  • being surprised about how much he changed on the island
  • after a while realizing that you like the new Oliver more since he finally has grown up
  • him telling you that he’s the Arrow
  • always ranting to him that what he’s doing is way too dangerous
  • sometimes parts of your makeup disappearing
  • Oliver always acting annoyed when you hug him, but he secretly loves it
  • hanging out with Thea when Oliver ditches you because he has some Arrow business to take care of
  • Oliver always trying to make it up to you when he ditched you
  • fights about him keeping secrets
  • Oliver caving in after a while and opening up to you more
  • cooking dinner together once a week
  • asking Oliver to teach you archery
  • him making fun of you because you’re really bad at it
  • teasing each other a lot
  • telling Oliver to stop being so grumpy and come cuddle with you while watching a movie when he comes back after a hard day of being the Arrow
  • having that kind of friendship where you agreed to marry each other if you still are single at the age of 40
  • Thea being like a sister to you
  • Oliver secretly looking out for you despite all the teasing
  • making Oliver get you something to eat in the middle of the night when you’re on your period
  • Oliver being bad at dealing with feelings, but still trying to comfort you when you’re sad
  • since he usually says the wrong thing at such times he just hugs you, hoping to at least help you somehow this way

listen to me…..please…..listen

hanzo and fareeha brotp aka Gay Jocks™

i basically wrote an essay about this on twitter so here it is now, copy+pasted for your consideration

  • listen. hanzo and fareeha are both. so gay? they’re so fucking gay. and they’re both awkward as hell about it. they both have the most embarrassing stories from flirting attempts and bad first dates and shit. they comfort each other through the awkward
  • they go to the gym to work out together, every monday wednesday friday morning, because both of them like routine. they compete over who can lift more. they take turns buying each other smoothies and protein shakes. they know each other’s favorite foods, all their allergies
  • they try REALLY REALLY HARD to wingman for each other. neither is super smooth but both are extremely enthusiastic so that makes up for it
  • consider that…hanzo isn’t really mean or bitchy, he’s just aggressively awkward + awkwardly aggressive. fareeha helps him find a little bit of chill and brings him down to earth
  • meanwhile, hanzo is overwhelmingly supportive of fareeha and really genuinely believes in her and what she can do, which is something that’s really important to her. he encourages her to push herself, whether lifting weights or trying to ask out a cute girl
  • and she does the same for him, always reminding him that he’s doing his best and he’s good enough
  • in closing i would just like to revisit the fact that they’re both SUPER fucking gay. and huge nerds. they have matching tracksuits. the end

also please look at this beautiful workout bros art that sofia @croaguunk drew inspired by this. its amazing just like the Gay Jocks brotp. thank u for ur time

Biggest Fan

genre: fluff

summary: you and Jaebum are just trying to enjoy a night out, until some fans spot you two. But what happens when they’re actually asking for your autograph and not his?

a/n: for the request I changed the reader to just like a professional volleyball player not really focusing on a specific country to single anyone out :)

Originally posted by magiccastles

Dating an idol wasn’t the easiest thing in the world. But it was a bit easier for you. Since you were a bit of a celebrity yourself, nothing compared to your boyfriend Jaebum. Being a professional volleyball player however did bring you a bit of fame. And so you understood the whole, strict schedules and traveling deal. You had it pretty similar. Making the relationship a bit less stressful on you and Jaebum. The two of you having a mutual understanding of each others schedules and what not.

“So, are you happy to have a few days off? I know you guys have been working really hard lately.”

Jaebum sighed, smiling wide as he took in the beautiful night view of the city. “Yes, I’m very thankful. We have been working really hard, and I think we are almost ready. But, these few days should help us all reset, come back ready to work and have over comeback.”

Your season had just ended, but for Jaebum, things were just starting to get busy. He and his group were preparing for their latest comeback. But he was given a few days off after a hard work week, which the two of you took advantage of. Wanting to spend as much of that time together now that you both were free.

As you smiled at Jaebum, you could see how tired he was. You always admired how hard working he was. Never wanting to disappoint his fans, sometimes pushing himself a little too hard. But overall, he was pretty amazing. But that was also what he loved about you.

He knew how hard you worked to get to play on your countries national team for volleyball. You had to sacrifice a lot in life to get to where you were. And despite the ups and downs you have faced, Jaebum has always been there for you. And you for him. Though the relationship was tough sometimes, your schedules often being so hectic you couldn’t even call one another. You two knew it was worth it, and you were both willing to work for it.

Continuing down the path, at one point stopping and getting some coffee, you two just caught up. Jaebum telling of how this choreography was some of the strongest the group had been given, and they were hopeful it could score big with the fans. Just listening as you people watched, you noticed a group of two or three girls eyeing you two from afar. They were approaching slowly, as if nervous. The were fans, you could tell by their body language.

Jaebum now catching on, he turned to face you, stealing your view away form the girls. “I’m gonna apologize now. I know we wanted this to be an uneventful walk, no pictures, autographs or anything. I’m sorry.” You just laughed, looking behind him as the girls were awkwardly standing there. Jaebum gave you one last reassuring smile before moving to the side, awaiting the fans screams or quick ramble of incoherent words.

“Hi, we’re sorry to bother you. But we are huge fans!”

Jaebum smiled to them, as did you. Although you laughed a bit as you’d noticed something Jaebum clearly hadn’t. “It’s no problem at all girls, really. We always have time for fans.” The girls smiled wide, then turning their attention to you.

“Well, in that case. Y/n, could we please get your autograph?” “And maybe a picture?” “If it’s not too much to ask?” The girls all chiming in as they were practically shaking in front of you. Jaebum looking on confused as he was sure the girls were fans of his.

“Of course girls! It’s not too much to ask at all!” You sighed the notebooks they each had, then posed for a picture that Jaebum kindly took. The girls telling you how they were volleyball players as well, currently playing in middle school. But they were working hard to make the best high school teams possible in order to be as successful as you one day. Blushing a bit at their kind words, you gave them some words of encouragement and advice. Telling them that if they have the want and desire, and are willing to work hard, they can make it.

The girls thanked you, and Jaebum. Asking for hugs before leaving you two to finish your walk. Jaebum awkwardly blushing at your side as he rubbed his neck.

“So, um. What were you apologizing for back there babe?”

Jaebum glared at you once hearing the sarcasm in your voice. “I was wrong~ I get it! Don’t rub it in.”

“Did you not notice their volleyball jackets they had on? That is what gave it away for me.” Jaebum looked down at you confused.

“You looked at their jackets? That’s how you knew?”

You laughed, stopping to look up at him, wondering how clueless he really could be sometimes. “Um, yeah? What made you think they were your fans?”

“They were girls?”

You playfully smacked his arm, “Jaebum~ Not every girl in the world is automatically your fan! Yah, don’t be so cocky,” continuing down the sidewalk as he just laughed.

“Well you’re a girl and your my fan. I just assumed all girls who were a fan of yours would be as smart as you to like me.”

You glared at him, not accepting his attempt at saving himself.

“Nice try babe. And hey! I’m not just any fan, I’m your biggest fan.”

So I’ve never had a request like this before, with the reader being like a professional athlete or something. But I think it turned out okay? Sorry if it’s on the shorter side. I didn’t feel like it needed to be too long cause I was afraid of it ending up becoming filled with like pointless dialogue and what not :)