Two small red pills, one of the white ones and a fresh bottle of water.
Caring for your brother had become somewhat second nature to you, Jackson and Bambam were recovering quicker than Yugyeom expected; which left Jimin in the false hospital wing alone. Both you and Sung took it in turns to keep him company, the other one catching up on sleep when you swapped over. It was safe to say Jimin hated his younger sister and girlfriend looking after him, he was supposed to be taking care of you two not the other way round.
Another week had passed since the night that stole Jimin’s sight, the manor house was quiet because albeit nobody could find the right words to say. It was awful to observe the usually strong warrior men resemble lost sheep, without their leader in good health the boys would wander aimlessly down the halls; occasionally escaping the confined walls only to return to the same stone cold silence mere hours later.
It was a Thursday morning when Sung announced she and Jimin were taking off for a week, after endless research and countless sleepless night she had managed to find an ophthalmologist who claimed there was a possibility Jimin’s sight could be restored with stem cell treatment. You were ecstatic to say the least, throwing your arms round her petite frame as you were both overwhelmed with hope.
“That’s amazing! Are-, he thinks he can do it?!” You gasped, squeezing her even tighter.
It’s Fanfic Sunday! (Monday whoops, ran a little late because I got carried away with the writing) Prompt is Formal Event + aquarium date, suggested by an anon and the discord chat! <3 Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy the read! Will try to do the other prompts next time! Read it under read more!
I befriended one of the new staff members after telling her she looked like a Twin Peaks character (she could be Audrey’s lighter-haired sister). We wear similar glasses frames and red plaid flannels, and I’ve been admiring her crimson hiking boots since I first saw them. I’m having a mustard yellow jacket shipped to me from home which happens to look very similar to *her* mustard yellow jacket. She mentioned that she’s been wanting her own blue puffer vest after noticing mine. We’ve been joking about going twinsies.
Anyway, I sent that video of my shoe to my mother and she immediately admitted that she’d bought me new boots as an Easter gift (we’re not Christian, but it’s her favorite holiday because she loves decorating baskets). She sent me a photo. They’re the same brand and color as my new friend’s.
“I don’t want to make it weird, but one of us is going to have to change,” I said, warning her of the impending awkwardness. We agreed that it’s less weird if it’s intentional, so we’re going to embrace our overlapping fashion tastes and dress like one another on purpose from now on.
You look around Imladris. It felt so nice to be back home, but you weren’t going to say that. Not in front of these dwarves.
They had yet to find out that you were actually an elf. You told them that you were of the race of man and throughout the journey, you kept your hair in one big braid and your ears were always tucked under your hair and no one had suspected a thing. Well at least you thought they didn’t.
You felt bad but it was necessary in order for you to actually join in the adventure. Gandalf had sent word to you that he needed help and after a very long conversation with your father, you left to meet Gandalf in the Shire.
Gandalf had told you that Thorin would be very against you joining since you were an elf and you promised that you’d hide your heritage for as long as you could, but now that you were home you weren’t too sure you could.
Story Summary: To help Steve feel a little less lonely on Valentine’s Day, you and the guys plan out a day of fun. However, this outing becomes something so much more than a day with friends when feelings are revealed [Part of the Friends Like Ours one shot series].
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A/N: I’m really sorry about the wait and I’m sorry if I forgot to tag anyone in this! It’s been a while. Just to let you know, this one shot also refers back to the events of People Will Say.
“Hey Steve,” Bucky greeted with a smile as the blond entered the kitchen, you and Sam also giving your respective greetings with the hopes that he’d actually say something this time around.
Instead, you all earned another frown in response while he grabbed a bottle of water and a granola bar before heading back to his room, closing the door. You sighed and wondered what’s wrong with your friend. Over the past couple of days, Steve has been acting strange and distanced himself from everyone, limiting his responses with frowns and sighs. You had no working theories as to why he was behaving that way, but Sam and Bucky had an idea.