but i love juniors face here


bernie wolfe + @ao3tagoftheday (2/?)


Ok...I am so tired of this bullshit...

If they listen to Korean ELF and make sungmin leave……I don’t think I will be able to stay in the fandom.

I know that I am supposed to support them till the end but the main reason of why I am an ELF and that my 24 years old ass till accept to stay in this fandom is because super Junior is family. They called their fans ELF and that’s what I am.

If they listen to fans and break that family. I will not believe in them anymore.
Even if sungmin say that it’s choice ….I will not believe in them anymore because I will know it’s not.
We already see that he wanted to comeback with SJ.
We don’t drop family for that type of shit.

Friendship and family are important for me. This is why I fell in love with SJ. That’s the reason why I listen to them….watch super show…buy their​ stuff because their friendship make me happy. I love seeing them all together….doing stuff together.

That’s why after 8 years I still love them and wait for them. It’s because I am not here for the music or their face but for them…for the friendship…for the fun…for the happyness…for the noise. They make me happy..just seeing them. The music doesn’t make me like them…they make me like their music.

PS: And if they listen to k-fan and not i-fan…that mean we don’t mean shit. Because i-fans are obviously not ok with this situation.


Double Time (10/24)

Disclaimer: Red vs Blue and related characters are the property of Rooster Teeth.
Language, Canon-typical violence
Tuckington, Chex
Rating: T
[Hero Time Sequel] After the events of Hero Time, the city and Blood Gulch are prepared for the true return of superheroes in a big way. But while Washington is attempting to adjust to a new relationship and a new living arrangement, the call of new heroes and a new mayor mean major changes for his professional life as well as his personal one. How will the balance of values fare when his new partners come to test everything he’s made of.

A/N: Who’s ready for things to get SAPPY in here? I am. I’m totally read for some more sap. Which is why I wrote it. ;P 

Special thanks to @analiarvb, @secretlystephaniebrown, @thepheonixqueen, @ashleystlawrence, @washingtonstub, @imagentmi, @a-taller-tale, @icefrozenover, @matt-you-got-this, @notatroll7, and Yin on AO3 and tumblr for the wonderful feed back! I truly appreciate it more than you know.

All On His Own

When Wash usually opened the door and was met by Church’s unimpressed expression, he was a swath of emotions ranging from mutually annoyed to exhaustedly accepting. 

On that rarest of nights, Wash was relieved and – more than even that – had been the one to call up the annoyed former super villain himself.

“I hate babysitting,” Church reported immediately, shoving past Washington without even bothering to shut the door behind him.

“I know,” Wash replied, taking the time to shut the door. 

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GOT7 Reaction - Getting Caught Cheating

Thanks for the request @alexkpoplover18! Here you go and I hope you love it! <3 Thank you! ^-^


Youngjae - *His heart would be in his throat and he’d hate himself straight away. He’d get you to listen to what he has to say first but then would let you do what you want, to make your mind up. Both in pieces, you tell him that it’s the best for you to go separate ways for the best and he’d try his best to take it as much as he could as he agrees to do what’s the best for you*

JB - *He’d realize what he’s done but would stay quiet, he didn’t want to make you stay and listen to what he had to say, what was done was done and he couldn’t change it and as you leave him, tears rolling down your face. He’d loose all respect for himself and would loose all control of his actions and emotions, even around others*

Junior - *He’d manage to have a clear image of what’s going on in the mind of yours which killed him. He’d understand and respect your choices that you make next but as soon as you kick him out of your life, he’d be unable to control his feelings and pour his heart out over the fact that his actions lead him to loose you and wouldn’t bother you, there was no point*

BamBam - *He’d be furious with himself for doing such a ridiculous thing also he knew it really hurt you and would try his best to be as honest as possible with you. He’d have trouble at looking at you while you both have your argument because he knows he’s in the wrong. He’d have no choice but to leave you go because he didn’t want to hurt you any more than he already has*

Yugyeom - *Regret and despair would hit him hard in the guts, trying his best to not tear up because it was his own fault for taking such actions to go that far. He’d understand that you’re never going to be able to trust him again and that he’s ruined it for you both. Especially when you leave him to realize that he’s lost everything and that’s when he uncontrollably weeps into his hands, unable to look at certain things without noticing that you’re not there anymore*

Mark - *He’d try avoid the contact of the eyes, especially when you start crying. That’ll be it, he wouldn’t be able to think of anything to say otherwise it would turn out worse than it already was. He’d grab his stuff and leave without you asking because he knew that was what you wanted inside, leaving him to realize that he’s lost you forever*

Jackson - *He’d make situations worse for himself by arguing with you and getting himself more annoyed with his actions. He’d try convincing you that it was just a mistake and that it was never meant to happen but that didn’t matter, he cheated on you so you had one choice, to walk out on him. As you did so, his heart shatters into pieces and wouldn’t be the same and would leave him speechless*

//I do own any other gifs used - credit to the owners//


Mobile Masterlist

You’re the Boss Part 2

Summary: Geena and Simon arrive at the Sanctuary. Everyone is a little emotional. 

Warnings: general angst, swearing

tags: @simons-thirst-squad

Geena paced around the room, her face was red and sweat covered her forehead. She was breathing hard as she rubbed circles on her belly willing the pain to stop. A tear fell down her cheek.

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el-nxra  asked:

hey girl! i'm a jamaican so can i ask for a reaction from the Got7 boys walking in on you speaking patois to your parents on facetime? love your work btw, keep it up ☺️👏🏾🙌🏾👌🏾

Thank you for your help with this, because I did not want to get anything wrong! Here you go girl!


“Big up yuh ches.” Your mother tells you, as she speaks to you on facetime, Junior walked in just in time to hear your mother speaking to you in a language that was English but also wasn’t. He’d have a curious look on his face, waiting for you to explain later. 


He’s sitting at the computer, headphones on playing video games as your sister calls you on facetime excited. Just as he takes off his headphones he hears her speak: “Nuh tell no baddy, hol it dung!” Picking out a few English words, he gets excited, turning around. “I speak English!” 


“Memba yuh ah di wash belly, we worry.” Your father says, looking quite concerned, as you lay in bed, coughing. Jackson, who just opened the door, tray of food in hand, smiles because he has been picking up some patois and answers your father. “Mi deh yag, everyting criss. I’ll take care of her.” 


He would feel embarrassed, probably trying to find a corner to shuffle into. Embarrassed because he couldn't understand, but also you never told him you spoke a different language to your parents. He was interested. 


He comes from the bathroom, as you’re ending a conversation with your youngest brother. “Likke more, walk good.” Hanging up, he comes over to you, poking your cheek, “What were you saying? I’ve never heard you talk like that before.” Very interested in the words that just came from your mouth. 


He’d been listening intently to you speak patois to your parents for the last 10 minutes on facetime. Watching in earnest, how your mouth formed words, how you laughed when you spoke. Some things he could pick up but the meaning behind them he was lost on. This could prove to be interesting, when he met your parents. 


JB felt a little self conscious. his english wasnt that great and he know he needed to work on it, but hearing you speaking Patois to your mother. “Yuh look draw dung.” Your mother says, to which you tell her, you’ve been stressed from school, that’s why you’re on vacation. You’re fine. He’s be nervous, first he had to master English now a new language? How was this going to go?

Super Junior Reaction To: Cheering Up Their GF After She Had A Bad Day


Originally posted by fyukjae

“Babe, look at me.” (*cheesy face*)


Originally posted by heecorner

“You’re the best!” (*tries to be cute*)


Originally posted by yehae

“I love you.”


Originally posted by blueprincez

“If you’re sad, I’m sad.” (*pouty face*)


Originally posted by kkoming

“You look so cute.” (*imitates your angry face*)


Originally posted by welovehaehyuk

“You can’t be upset when you see me, right?


Originally posted by ryeomashita

“But look at my pocket!”


Originally posted by sherpabunbun

“Don’t be upset, I know you don’t want to be.” (*Kangin charm activate*)


Originally posted by kangnms

“I found this lying around here!” (*silly face*)


Originally posted by perverting-kpop

“Focus on this instead.” (*sexy dance*)


Originally posted by yepowned

“I don’t want to see you do any of this.” 


Originally posted by parkjngsoo

“Who made you upset? They shall pay!” (*dangerous Siwon*)


Originally posted by cloudsuju

“We’re at the beach, does this make you happy?” 

HOPE YOU LIKE IT! GIFs aren’t mine, kudos to whoever did them!


Double Time (7/24)

Disclaimer: Red vs Blue and related characters are the property of Rooster Teeth.
Language, Canon-typical violence
Tuckington, Chex
Rating: T
[Hero Time Sequel] After the events of Hero Time, the city and Blood Gulch are prepared for the true return of superheroes in a big way. But while Washington is attempting to adjust to a new relationship and a new living arrangement, the call of new heroes and a new mayor mean major changes for his professional life as well as his personal one. How will the balance of values fare when his new partners come to test everything he’s made of.

A/N: Aaaand now we’re getting to the antagonists of the evening. I’m curious to see how many saw them coming ; ) 

Special thanks to @analiarvb, @thepheonixqueen, @cobaltqueen, @icefrozenover, @notatroll7, @secretlystephaniebrown, @freshzombiewriter, @ashleystlawrence, @a-taller-tale, Kiwibat, Kairachar1869, Yin, and @washingtonstub on AO3 and tumblr for the wonderful feed back! I truly appreciate it more than you know.

Threats as They Come

There was a part of Washington that was disappointed when he came through the window at four that morning and, rather than finding Tucker awake waiting for him, was instead met with the awkward silence of his partner soundly sleeping. 

Even if it had become more and more often that these were the way things were, and even though Wash easily rationalized it by remembering Tucker worked still, after all, he felt a certain pang about it.

Which was nothing compared to the headache he got when the blinds were pulled open and the bedroom light came on only three hours later. 

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The sinner and the saint

Allegro & Staccato part 3 - Annie celebrates 700+ lovelies


Warnings: A little bit of angst and some long overdue fluff!

Word count: 3.782

Summary: The third part to the followers celebration: the make-up. Based on this song. I prefer the stripped version over the original version and I might’ve scrambled the lyrics just a tad.

A/N: This is also a part of the song challenge as hosted by @mrs-squirrel-chester.

Part 1: the chance encounter

Part 2: The fighter and the lover - Bucky x reader - ANGST

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Hey essinem junior have a minute and listen to me
I fucked up many times you wouldn’t be proud of me
For your own sake I’m begging you to listen
I fucking love you I wouldn’t treat you for a billion
I think about you before making any decision
Do whatever make you happy dont give a shit about our tradition
Nevertheless always keep faith in god and our religion
Having you from your mother was my greatest ambition
Keep your head up whenever you face an affliction
I’m sorry I’m not here for you but its out of my hand
Whenever you need me just look to the sky ill be the first one for you to stand
Your life i had it all planned
I couldn’t watch you die do you understand
That was the only way you gotta understand
Never trust so much never care too much and dont you dare ever to fall in love
Life’s a bitch and i know its tough
When you have it all dont look for more enough is enough
Son I swear I didn’t rest until i made sure that you have the best
I’m teaching you trynna make you ready for the big test
I have many enemies you have to always wear a bulletproof vest
Take care of your mommy about her I’m obsessed
I have a tattoo with her name and yours across my chest
I know this is sound cheesy
But I promise the thought of living without you hurts me deeply
Sincerely the one who they took away his son from unfairly

reasons to stan got7
  • god bless choi youngjae
  • idk what people think but he’s the best vocalist i’ve ever heard
  • i’m not even kidding god HIS VOCALS ARE A GIFT FROM GOD
  • he’s my mom and coco’s mom
  • pretends to be pure and everyone believes him even me
  • im jaebum is his man….and mark…..everyone’s his man
  • kunpimook bwa–memebam, dabdab,  bamabm you name him
  • probs the biggest meme in the kpop 
  • i would give him a trophy for all the dab he did
  • puberty hit like a f truck in just right era 
  • doesn’t know how to aegyo anymore 
  • he signed a petition to change his name in dabdab 
  • in love with yugyeom and jackson 
  • im jaebum is one of the best leaders bias wrecker ™
  • seriously he’s the dad
  • and the daddy but this is not the point here
  • he loves his members so much tbh he even beats them up 
  • like a real dad. #bestleader2k16
  • he’s heart eyes for youngjae like 90% of time but he’s a hoe 
  • meme faces
  • kim yugyeom 
  • have u seen hit the stage? BOTH EPISODES talented dancer kim yugyeom
  • also has the cutest voice in got7 idc 
  • he likes to pretend he’s cute & sexy dances to chris brown 
  • is in love with jinyoung probably but jinyoung likes to beat him up
  • basically a big baby who likes to dance and kill igot7s
  • PARK JINYOUNG – not Jr. or Junior, he’s the jinyoung
  • not jr
  • salty about members eating meat without him 
  • generally salty &savage
  • he’s auto-proclaimed the mom but he doesn’t cook at all 
  • loves mark, jackson and jaebum more than us 
  • singing half of the album but i don’t mind he’s a god
  • jackson wang, wang puppy, cute x100, not rude, social butterfly
  • “ whoa so chic and sexy “ – jackson wang to jaebum everytime
  • i lied about rudeness - his name is literally “ king” (wang)
  • he’s friend with everyone in kpop - your ult is probs his friend
  • “can u sit here? “ “ yeah ok “ “ this part of my face is prettier”  
  • he’s the dumber in dumb and dumber but he’s actually smart….kinda..i think
  • gives u angsty feelings bc he likes to be funny and he’s hiding when he’s sad - protect him.
  • rap god with tuan, meme son with dabdab, vocal wang with youngjae
  • rude and cute and smol and tol and baby oppa and idk mark tuan
  • is the hyung i don’t believe it either 
  • the dad of coco
  • his dad is all of us
  • skinship. likes to touch member’s butts 
  • doesn’t sing bu t DAYUM SON THE RAP
  • don’t google search his friends
  • “ hard carry he “ part got us killed 
  • we won’t never ever stan got7 as much as got7 stans got7.
  • of hate got7 as much as they do
  • or do whatever as much as got7 makes got7
  • i think jackson and jaebum stan themselves 
  • they love dissing each other 80% of time 



Thomas sat outside of the warehouse in his four door eco-friendly sedan. The place hadn’t changed in the slightest bit since he was here last. It almost felt like a whole other lifetime.
Stepping out, he saw nothing but rows of glossed over black and chrome, an obvious sign that the family has definitely grown.
With the door at hand, he took a deep breath before walking back into a life he’d thought was forever behind him.


His smiled went big as he was truly happy to see old familiar faces.
“Uncle Hap!” He embraced the tattooed biker.

“Jesus kid, where have you been hiding?” Happy grinned, his more than obvious wrinkles deepening.

Thomas steps back and shrugs, “Oh you know, just here and there.”

With a smile still on his face, Happy eyes Thomas, “Oh yeah? Last we heard, your brother said you had moved down to L.A.”

Tommy clears his throat with a chuckle,
“Ha, yeah, well I’m still trying to get settled-er Where’s Abel anyways?” He takes a peek past Happy, his brother nowhere to be seen.

Happy drapes an arm around Thomas’ shoulders,
“Takin’ his pretty boy sweet time getting here- Come on, Rat and the guys are over here.”
He leads them over to the small bar where all the others were there to greet him.


Abel pulled into the TM lot, staring out at the empty flat space on the opposite end. Memories of the explosion flickered through his thoughts like a slide show, he turned his back before the pictures had a chance to start moving.

He made his way into the small office, his sights aimed directly on the fairly new filing cabinet that sat in the corner. Pulling the top drawer out to it’s full extent, Abel reached far back inside.


“Shit!” Abel jumped, accidentally slamming the drawer on his hand.

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Loveshot: An Ode to EunHae and True Love

Hello folks, Soompi is proud to announce a new series of original and reposted guest content from our favorite new site, The One Shots. The One Shots are fairly new but are already gaining recognition for their irreverent but clever insights into K-Pop, and you should definitely check them out. For our second The One Shots article, we have editor Michelle’s take on K-Pop fandom’s favorite unofficial couple, Super Junior’s Eunhyuk and Donghae. Enjoy!

When we nominated EunHae for Best OTP (One True Pairing) in our 2012 readers’ poll, we honestly weren’t sure if these guys could take home the prize, especially as we pitted them against some of the newer, trending OTPs of the year. But with a history like Super Junior’s Eunhyuk and Donghae’s, I guess we were fools to think that some of these noobs stood a fighting chance.

Now, let me make one thing clear before I get hoards of comments pointing out the millions of things I missed in this tribute to the arguably most-shipped couple in K-Pop. I am not an expert on EunHae, nor am I an expert on true love. Nevertheless, I’ve found that everything I’ve learned about true love, I’ve learned from the Fishy Couple. Here are some of the love lessons I’ve picked up throughout the years.

1. True love is finding someone to inspire you yet also boost your own confidence.

Let’s face it. Eunhyuk was not really known as a hottie when Super Junior first debuted, and unfortunately, there are still arguments over whether he is the ugliest member of the group, no thanks to fellow member Shindong fueling the fire. Imagine being constantly told on public television that you rank at the bottom of your group in the looks department. It must take a toll on your self-esteem. Fortunately, there was always one person who claimed that Eunhyuk was actually the most handsome and charismatic of the group. That person was none other than partner in crime Donghae. Eunhyuk is perfection in Donghae’s eyes, from his single eyelids and distinctive jawline to his variety show sense and sexy dance moves.

And to return the favor, Eunhyuk often praises Donghae as well, not that the guy needs many more compliments. But it sure is heartwarming to hear Eunhyuk speak of his love as if he is an inspiration, a boost of energy when times are tough.

2. True love is standing by your partner, even when there’s a third party involved.

Both boys have had their fair share of rumored romances with female celebrities over the years, the most recent one being the Eunhyuk-IU scandal, but these rumors clearly haven’t fazed the couple, as they continue to prove their devotion to one another with simple outings like coffee dates at Tom ‘n Tom’s. After all, who is to stand in the way of a relationship that the boys themselves have declared as real? It’s a relationship so tight-knit that some fans even celebrate the couple’s anniversary on July 18, the day that the two were supposedly married while backstage at Super Show 3 in Shanghai in 2007. Besides, it’s not like they aren’t open to a threesome: EunSiHae comes up quite often in their conversations, but when it comes down to a final decision, the EunHae love always prevails. Sorry, Siwon.

3. True love is inspiring others to write epic fanfictions and start extensive Tumblr blogs about you.

Here’s an exercise for you. Type in “EunHae” on Google. What are your results? Fanfictions and Tumblr blogs, right? Pages and pages of them. If your relationship can generate so much buzz and cause innocent fangirls and fanboys to devote that much time to exploring all the intricacies and possibilities of your romance, there really must be something there. True love is something that we human beings strive for and dearly hang onto once we obtain it, so it does not strike me as surprising for these fans to obsess over a love that appears so real. Perhaps it gives them hope or inspires them to find a love as great as EunHae’s. Whatever the case, I find the EunHae saga hard to dismiss as pure fantasy when so many people find it so worthy of talking about.

4. True love is excessive amounts of skinship and flaunting your relationship for all to see.

When you are that much in love, I suppose it’s sometimes hard to keep that love locked away behind closed doors. Call it a fanservice if you’d like, but the EunHae couple is notorious for being one of the most affectionate OTPs out there, making those fanfiction writers’ lives that much more interesting. From holding hands and hugging in public to taking naked photos of one another in the shower to pure physical abuse, the examples of skinship are just endless. Even when things get rough, the other members just acknowledge the abuse as a sign of their love for one another. So here’s a side lesson for you: the more you love someone, the more you beat him. In K-Pop, at least.

Now, put them on center stage, and it all gets magnified for the fans to enjoy. These dance machines perform the greatest couple routines, complete with pelvic thrusts and strip teases. They show that they are proud of their partner’s body and gladly flaunt it to the rest of the world, as if they are saying, “This boy is all mine, and you can’t have him.”

The two are inseparable and seem to want to spend every waking moment with one another. They’ve even got their company on their side. It started with some simple dance solos in their promotional tracks. Then, when Super Junior-M needed a revamp after the departure of the subunit’s leader, Hangeng, SM Entertainment immediately picked Eunhyuk to join his partner so that the Chinese-speaking countries could also enjoy more EunHae interactions. Things became more exclusive when the official EunHae subunit was born with the “Oppa, Oppa” era; there’s already talk of a follow-up track this year. 2013 promises to keep the boys close together for a while, and judging from their sleeping habits, I’m sure they don’t mind at all.(WATCH VIDEO)

5. True love is finding that special someone who you can be absolutely ridiculous with and not have a care in the world.

If that Shindong-directed “Oppa, Oppa” music video–or rather, that whole “Oppa, Oppa” concept–wasn’t ridiculous enough for you, I’m not sure what is. No other OTP could have pulled that song off the way EunHae did. From the random use of English words to those horribly funky get-ups to those cheesy dance moves and, oh hey, more physical abuse, you can just tell from the way they feed off of each other in their performances that there’s no other person Donghae or Eunhyuk would want to share the stage with. And there’s no other person the fans would want to take their place. While a part of me suspects that SM Entertainment may have a hand in the marketing of the EunHae couple, a larger part of me wants to believe that the Fishy Couple really are willing to don those ridiculous fish hats for concerts and that they really do enjoy pulling pranks on one another.

At the end of the day, you can’t help but say, “Get a room” when you scroll through the EunHae Tumblr tag, and that’s the way it’s meant to be. I can only hope for a love as great as theirs, but I shall keep that hope alive.


Temptations (M)

Originally posted by junior-park

Nothing lasts forever. Forever is a lie. All that we have, is what’s between hello and goodbye.”

Summary: Sometimes when you have everything you asked for…. it’s never enough. You have a fiance you are about to get married with soon and life is good, until that one guy changes it all… He’s that something that you need to have a bit excitement in your life… He was full of surprises and brought you feelings you haven’t felt in a long time… But was he just a temptation or someone worth the trouble to get involved with?


Previous Parts:

// Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 //

Part 6 is here~ 

// Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15 // Part 16 // Part 17 // Part 18 // Part 19 // Part 20 // Part 21 //



Your Point of View

Again your phone was vibrating over and over. Yes you should answer but your were sick of constantly watching your phone vibrate. You pulled out your phone and set right in front of your down on the table.

Your phone suddenly began to light up again but an unexpected caller was calling you…

Why was Jinyoung calling you?

You continued to stare at the phone buzz right in front of you, but instead of answering you turned off the phone to ignore anymore calls.

You grabbed the coffee mug and slowly brought close to your lips. Just as you were about to take a sip…

“Well that’s not a way to respond to my call,”

Why was that voice familiar?

You slowly looked up and you see Junior standing right there…..

“How did you find me?”


Jinyoung being an annoying guy he is, he walked over to the empty chair that was right in front of you and sat down as if you invited him here.

“Of course I would love to sit down, your too kind.” Jinyoung smirks and you continued to just stare at him. 

“Is there something in my face?” Jinyoung asks you and you continued to stare at the boy with a blank expression. 

What was Jinyoung doing here? Shouldn’t Youngjae be the one to go look for you? Wait first of all how did Junior know exactly where to find you?

“I know I’m handsome, but staring is a bit too extreme don’t you think?”

You snapped out of your thoughts and realized Jinyoung was talking to you. You shook your head and rolled your eyes after hearing Jinyoung’s response.

“Oh please, I seen trash barrels better looking than you,” You said looking down at your coffee mug and you began to hear laughter come out of Jinyoung’s mouth.

“Oh really? Didn’t know your standards were that low,”

Jinyoung comes to find you and instead of being nice he decided to find you to be an ass. Does that make sense? Did Youngjae send him to look for you? Or was he doing this for his own joy?

“Can you please leave me alone? I was perfectly fine sitting here alone till you decided to join me.” 

You mumbled annoyed and just as you were about to bring the coffee mug to you lips, Jinyoung catching you off guard grabbed the coffee mug from your hands and took a sip out of in front of your face and then smiled.



“Do you like bothering me?


You looked away.

“I love bothering you,” Jinyoung comments and you couldn’t help but to fist your hands. You tried so hard to not let Jinyoung get under you skin but it was way too late for that…

Jinyoung was under your skin and we getting on your last nerves.

You got up from your seat and without saying anything to Jinyoung, you left the coffee shop storming off. 


You began to hear your name being called from the back, but you didn’t bother to stop or even look back. You continued to walk as if your feet had it’s own mind till…

You felt someone grab your arm causing you to stop from walking and looked back. Jinyoung now had your arm in his hand and he was staring directly at your eyes.

“What, not done making stupid remarks?” you scoffed in annoyance and Jinyoung just continued to stare at you.

“Look, I’m sorry.”

Wait did Jinyoung just say he was sorry? Were you dreaming or was this really happening? You were staring right back at him but as you snapped back into reality, you shook yourself till you were free from Jinyoung grip and you were about to walk away but something stopped you… 

However you couldn’t seem to face Jinyoung.

“Can I ask you something….”

You asked still looking at the empty sidewalk in front of you.


“Did Youngjae make you look for me?”

As soon as those words escaped your mouth, silence appeared out of the blue. Was Jinyoung there? Did he leave?

You slowly turned around and Jinyoung was still there but however he didn’t say a word.

“Did he?”

Instead of responding, Jinyoung shooked his head no and just looked at you. 

If Youngjae didn’t tell Jinyoung to look for you… Why was he here? Did he come and look for you? Or did he happen to walk and he randomly spotted you?

“Then why are you here?”

“Why did you and Youngjae fight?”

“I asked you first?” You fired at Jinyoung crossing your arms and a huge smirk spread across his face.

“But you already had your chance to ask a question, now it’s my turn.”

Damn this boy is good.

“Who came up with this rule?”

“Me just now,” Jinyoung says and he sends a wink at your direction causing for some reason butterflies to appear in your stomach and you cheek heat up. You looked down and then back at him.

“What’s it to you?”

“Look, I’m eventually going to hear it out of Youngjae mouth. And I know you don’t want youngjae to know where you are so, you tell me now or I will call your fiance .” Jinyoung says and your eyes widen.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me,” Jinyoung says as he pulls out his phone from his pocket and you watched him turn on his phone in front of your face and look down his contact list for Youngjae name.

You thought maybe he was not going to do it. He was just doing all this to make you speak but you weren’t going to let him win this round.




He pressed the call button on Youngjae name and your eyes widen. You quickly snatched his phone from his hand and quickly hanged up before it rang anymore.

“I hate you,” You hissed at Jinyoung and he smiles.

“Now speak up,”

You were about to tell till you realized you had Jinyoung phone in your hands. You were in control. You gave one last smile to Jinyoung and without thinking twice you began to run while you had the chance.

As you began to run with Jinyoung phone in your hand you thought you were able to get away till, you felt arms wrap around you and since that caught you completely off guard, you ended up tripping because of your own foot and the two of you fell to the floor.

You were on your back and Jinyoung got on top of you before you could do another run for it. He grabbed your arms and placed them above your head.

“Nice try,”

“Get off of me!” You said as you tried to release Jinyoung grip but all he did was laugh at you struggling.

“So you can run away from me again.”

“What do you want from me?”

“To answer my question.”

“Why do you care?” You asked him and he looked down at you and we now staring into your eyes. 

“Can you just answer my question?”




The two of you were now staring at each other but this time something was different…. 

Jinyoung’s eyes seemed to soften and instead of looking at your eyes, he started to look down at your lips. Something about that moment made you want him to pull you into a kiss.. But that was wrong.. So wrong…

You’re with Youngjae… You shouldn’t think about cheating.. You shouldn’t even think about kissing another guy… Even if you do feel sparkles when you kiss him.. And his lips are soft… And.. SNAP OUT IT.

Just as you were expecting Jinyoung to maybe kiss you, he lifted himself off of you and surprisingly lifted his hand out to help you up. You weren’t going to take his hand but for some reason you still did and he slowly helped you off the ground.

“Look, I know you don’t want to tell me because I’m rude and annoying and I don’t blame you… But I just thought maybe talking it out… can help you figure things out.”

You looked at Jinyoung caught off guard…did he really say that??? 

What happened to Jinyoung who teased you and even kissed you making you cheat Youngjae? Why did he care about you and Youngjae all of sudden? 

What is he up too? Or was he just confused in the head?

You noticed Jinyoung just staring at you but you sighed. Does it hurt to maybe just talk it out? What can possibly go wrong right?


“I can’t believe I’m about to tell you,”

“Come on, I’m not too bad.” Jinyoung smirks as the two of you sat on the edge of a deck having your feet dangling feets away from the ocean.

“It’s just…”

How were you supposed to explain this? The main reason why you even wanted to be intimate with Youngjae was because of Jinyoung… He made you cheat on Youngjae which made you feel completely guilty. And because of you feeling guilty you wanted to see if you felt the same sparks you do with Jinyoung… But he rejected you.. Not once but twice.

“Can’t hear you,” 

You gave Jinyoung a look and he just continued to smile. 

“It because of you,” your blurted out and as those words escaped out of your mouth his eyes widen and without thinking twice, you got up from the deck and walked away but not to far…. You just walked to the other side of the deck and just stared at the ocean.

“Because of me?” Jinyoung asks and you remained quiet…

You continued to stare at the ocean and you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“What do you mean because of me?” Jinyoung asks and you turned around and face Jinyoung looking into his eyes.

“Stop acting stupid.”

“I’m not acting.”

“Ever since you freaking kissed me you got me…” you stopped talking and looked down… 

“I got you what?” Jinyoung asks lifting up your chin with his finger.

“You got me confused…” you blurted out and Jinyoung continued to stare at you but something about his stare was different… 

It was more softer than before….

“Do you like me?”


To Be Continued


Junior stepped off the train more nervous than when he went to her old workplace to look for her. This new building was darker in tone than her old one, and surprisingly not that far from the dorms where he stayed. He took a deep breath watching the suited men and women, of different nationalities go in and out of the building. As he walked up the white granite stairs, he saw a couple sitting to the left on the stairs. A black woman and a Korean man. He was holding her hand sweetly, as she had her head turned slightly from him. Junior could tell the man was smitten with her, he was smiling in earnest trying to get the woman to show him some favor. They began laughing, and Junior’s heart hurt from the memory of >>> and himself. When he got to the top of the stairs, the building was cool inside, and yet why was he so hot? No flowers in hand, he headed to a downstairs bathroom to compose himself before he saw her. Wetting his face, he straightened his hair, and looked down ta his attire. Nothing too fancy, but it was ok. He was presentable. 

As he walked out, he found a kiosk and asked for HR management. 

“Up the elevator, 5th floor and to the left. If youre here for an interview, youre grossly under dressed.” The younger Thai woman said to him, eyeing him. 

“I’m here to get back the woman I love.” Junior answered her. 

Immediately her face turned to one of awe, but he had no time to explain, dashing towards the elevator, he wasn’t the only one inside and he bowed slightly to the older men on the elevator. Couldn’t this thing move any faster? He felt his palms become sweaty, and he wiped them on the back of his pants, hoping it didn’t leave a stain. 

The floor area was quiet, large glass doors lined either side of the hall. The black carpet was plush beneath his feet, and he walked slowly reading each door carefully, hoping to see her name. He was going to open the door, and start talking. He didn’t care who heard, or who came near, all he cared about was saying what he had to say. He wasn’t going to leave, until she left there on his arm, or they found a secluded bathroom to renew their love. Ok, the latter wasnt going to happen, and he knew that but he could be hopeful. He reached the last door, smack in the middle, bigger than the rest where her name was on the door in gold writing. 

Ms. >>> >>>

The glass was frosted so he couldn’t see who was in there. His breaths came faster, palms warm. He felt as though he could cough up his heart. The sudden realization hit him that he hadn’t seen her in a month. One month, and he hadn’t seen her face, much less heard her voice. Junior turned the doorknob, opening the door, to no one. 

“She’s on the 7th floor in accounting. We hired two new people, so I think she is giving them some packets. Said she’d do it herself.” Junior turned around to another man, who was looking at him from inside his door. 

“7th floor?” His mouth went dry, he was almost annoyed at being amped up for nothing. 

“Yea, she just left like 4 minutes ago. Might take her a minute to get back up here.” Another woman who was in this man’s office piped up.

“Maybe to see Kwon Ho, he’s been talking to her a lot lately.” She smiled knowingly at the guy who rolled his eyes. 

“Knee deep in office gossip as always! Anyway that’s where she is.” They both turned back into the office, talking. 

Junior turned around, anger starting to cloud his vision. There was no way she was talking to some other man that quick, it had taken her awhile to warm up to him. She wasn’t like that, and even if this guy was trying to weasel in on his woman, he’d set him straight. That simple. 

Once again, he was on the elevator, this time a fire starting in him that wouldn’t be quenched. The 7th floor was a busy area, people talking, papers being handed back and forth, the sound of number machines going. He took a deep breath looking, around for her. There she was, way back of the area, and yes she was smiling at and talking to some man, who was a little too close for comfort. 

Junior cleared his throat and yelled out her name. “>>>!” 

She looked around, seemingly recognizing his voice and he called her again. “>>>!”

She turned, looking at him. Her eyes going wide as she saw his face, he could see her chest rising and falling faster. 

“You probably don’t want to talk to me, but I don’t care, just listen because I’m going to talk to you.” He started walking up the long hallway, and for awhile no sound could be heard, but his voice.

“I love you, I need you, I was wrong and I’m sorry. I told you I’d never make you cry again, and I did more than that. I just need you to forgive me. I’m nothing without you, and I know that. Please, let me have you again. That’s all I want in life, is to know that whatever I do, or wherever I go, you will be with me.” 

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a couple of people with cameras on him, and for the first time he didn’t care. He drew closer to her, watching her fidget knowing there were so many eyes on them. 

“Whatever you want, I’ll do it. I can be that.” Junior stood in front of her, his hands taking hers, she didn’t want to look at him. “Tell me you’ll stay with me.” 

She didn’t know what to say. He came here, she knew Haru had told him where she was, but to think Junior would have pulled this? Never in a million years. She heard the whispers all around her, and looked up to see some of the women finally recognizing Junior. 

“Jinyoung, I’m at work, I could get in trouble for this.” She said quietly to him. 

“Ask me if I care.” He pulled her close, nearly dying from the touch of her skin on his. The way she smelled, god, her face, she was just as beautiful as the first day he saw him. 

“You don’t.” She smiled at him. “I never really thought that you’d come back. I thought that was it for us.” 

“It was never over.” Junior reached out, pressing his hand to her cheek. “I thought about you everyday, I called, I texted, I sent flowers, I just didn’t know what to really do.” 

She felt her heart thumping too hard in her chest, and looked into his eyes. “I know.” 

Of course she did, Junior put a hand on the back of her neck, kissing her. His lips flush to hers. The eruption of people clapping and wishing them well erupted in the office and made his heart swell. 

“So, that’s a yes?” Junior asked. “You’re mine?

“I’m yours.” 

Later that night

The two were wrapped up in each others embrace, Juniors arms held her tight, and he rubbed her skin, face buried in her soft curls. “I love you, I love you so much.” 

She chuckled, leaning her head up kissing his chin. “I love you too.” 

“I’m sorry.” Junior captured her lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth, tasting her, savoring her flavor that he had missed so much this past month. 

After he let her go, she climbed on top of Junior, her naked body pressed to his in the darkness. “You can stop saying that.” 

“No,”  He adjusted her weight on his pelvis, but more importantly her positioning, so he could move against her. “I can’t. You don’t understand how I felt, how I know you felt.” 

She moaned softly, lips coming to his own for a soft, quick kiss. “We’re together again, that’s all that matters.” 

It was silent for a minute. The moving stopped. Junior reached his hands up to cup her breasts, feeling the weight in his hands. 

“What’s next?” She asked him, looking over at the clock, she was going to be tired in the morning. 

“After, I flip you over, and make you scream in Korean?” He asked, chuckling? “We discuss where I think Got7 is going, and I’ll go tomorrow and find you a ring.” 

Thank you so much everyone for reading! I really appreciate the followers, likes and reblogs! This is the end of Ashamed and I hope you enjoyed it! 

“What if” Pt.4

Genre: Angst/Romance/Violence

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

A/N: Okayy, the plot might be super confusing, but it’ll make sense I promise 😭 I’ll try posting more content soon. This part may be a little boring, but we’re getting to the “good part”! Enjoy reading :)

Warning: Mentions of blood and cursing and mature content (?)

Prologue / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

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anonymous asked:

Can you do a Ronaldo imagine where you get upset with him about all the rumors of him and the Italian girl who's name I forgot😂but your his wife(can her name plz be Natalie) and you two get in a huge fight and you leave the house for a few weeks and begs you to come back but ur being stubborn and keep saying no and he finally get tired and come over to LA and surprises you but u try to close the door on him you can finish it with whatever you want (resolution or break up) thnx 😂😂☺️☺️

lol i love this request tbh this girl is getting on my nerves, i really cannot understand how anyone can be so dumb and rude ugh, seriously, she’s got an iq of -400. i might have mixed her up with ekaterina krasnikova sometimes tho bc obv cristiano has quite a few strange people linked to him atm. hope none of this is true. but well, media does tend to act like every girl who’s within a 10-ft-radius of him is his new gf. anyway, hope you enjoy reading x 


“Football superstar Cristiano Ronaldo and beautiful Italian model Alessia Tedeshi have been rumored to be hooking up for a while now – but, wait, isn’t he already married?” the TV host pulls a face and shakes her head, her neatly styled blonde hair bouncing with the movement. It looks a bit ridiculous, to be honest, and the TV show I was watching had a reputation for being dubious but the pictures flickering across the screen were undoubtedly of Cristiano with a gorgeous woman by his side, and one of them even showed said woman kissing Junior’s cheek. 

No need to say that I was pissed because yes, Cristiano is freaking married. 

Glaring down at where my wedding band adorned my ring finger, I sighed. I did trust him, really, but sometimes … It wasn’t always easy, especially considering the shocking amount of affairs he’d had before he’d met me. But he had matured; I could see it in the way he behaved on the pitch, the way he treated those around him, and the way he always came around to apologize to me after a fight, even when he wasn’t the one at fault. 

I knew Cris wanted this, us, to work but I did have good reason to query whether he was actually able to maintain a long-term relationship. On the other hand, ha had asked me to live with him in Spain, and he had married me. I was sure that, had it not been his intention to be in a stable relationship, he wouldn’t have proposed to me. 

My head hurt; why couldn’t things just be easy for once? 

Suddenly, I heard footsteps on the marble flooring of Cris’ mansion, the quickness suggesting it was Junior running towards me. Not wanting to drag him down or cause him to worry, I quickly ran a hand through my hair and forced a smile on my lips. I could do this – I didn’t go to drama class in high school for nothing.

“Natalie!” Junior called, a wide grin plastered on his sweet face. I’d bet my right hand that he was going to grow up into a real heartthrob, just like his father. 

“Hi,” I chuckled when he threw his arms around me and crawled into my lap. My stomach clenched a bit but I tried to ignore it, pressing a kiss to Junior’s soft cheek instead, “Missed me?” 

“A little.” He flashed me an impish smile and I mocked a hurt expression, placing my hand against my heart to add to the effect. It earned me a giggle. 

It was only then that I caught sight of Cristiano leaning against the doorframe that led into the living room, his face all soft lines and fond eyes, and not seeming to notice the fury behind my gaze. My hand tingled with the urge to slap him. 


Eventually, he had the good grace to speak up and greet me, “Hey.” 

“Hi.” If it weren’t for Junior, I would’ve already went up to Cristiano to scratch his eyes out, or do something equally dramatic. 

All of a sudden, Cristiano’s body stiffened and I realized his eyes were no longer on me. I followed the path of his gaze; he was staring at the still flickering TV screen, the host still going on about his alleged love affair with that model. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his head turn to me again but this time, I couldn’t return his look. 

“Hey, Junior,” Cristiano started, walking over to the couch we were sitting on, “How about you go upstairs, change into your football clothes and then we can play a bit outside, huh?” At least he sounded cautious.

Thankfully Junior, with his childhood naïveté, didn’t catch what was going on. Instead he jumped off my lap, megawatt smile still in place, and nodded before running off towards the stairs. 

“It’s just a rumor,” Cristiano said the moment Junior was out of earshot. I scoffed as I stood up, angrily throwing the remote onto the soft cushions of the couch after switching the TV off – I couldn’t go on listening to whatever the host was saying about my husband and his maybe-fling.

“Oh, is it?” I snapped. Cristiano visibly flinched at the tone of my voice. “Because it sure did look like more. Nice of you to introduce her to Junior already. You fucking asshole.” 

I shoved at his chest when he came closer. Honestly, I was a bit shocked at my urge for violence.

“God, let me explain before you freak out on me!” he said, voice a bit too loud but not loud enough for it to be shouting. I flashed my eyes at him, trying to act like I wasn’t close to tears – which I always was when fighting with him – and elbowed him in the ribs to walk past him. 

“What the fuck is there to explain?” Heat was clawing its way up my body, burning my insides and blinding my eyes. My blood felt like it was about to reach boiling point and there was a strange, uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to throw up. 

Cristiano ran a hand through his hair. “She’s nobody!” 

“What the hell?” I spun around, startled to find him standing a mere meter away from me, and then hit his chest. As hard as I could. He didn’t cave in, though. “How dumb do you think I am? Do you really expect me to believe you’re letting a nobody meet your son?!” 

“I didn’t do anything with her! Natalie, would you stop hitting my chest, fuck’s sake,” he made to grab my hands to hold them still, but I took a quick step back, not wanting him to touch me at all. He blinked, then shook his head. “Honestly, I– What are you doing?” 

“Packing my stuff,” I hissed, already stamping up the stairs and into our bedroom. If I had felt sick before, I felt like drowning now. 

As expected, Cristiano followed me. “Stop, please! I– It was nothing! It wasn’t even enough to be nothing! I have barely even talked to her. Stop that, please. Don’t leave,” he almost begged, but I was too caught up in my rage that I hardly listened to him. 

“You’re an asshole!” I screamed at him, throwing a few clothes into the only suitcase that was actually mine. Actually, next to nothing in this damn house was mine. Not much of a surprise when your husband is a fucking millionaire and you’re only a teacher. 

“I didn’t do anything!” he repeated, throwing his arms in the air. 

I ignored him, pushing past him with my suitcase rolling along behind me, and then stopped dead in my tracks. Junior. I dug my teeth into my bottom lip, trying to keep it from quivering. But just like almost everything else here, Junior wasn’t even mine either – he was the product of what Cristiano and some strange woman in another country had done. And then I felt disgusted at my own thoughts. I loved the kid to death, had known him all his life and watched him grow up just like Cristiano did. 

“I’m just saying goodbye,” I sighed, my voice barely more than a whisper now, and chose not to pay attention to Cristiano running his hands down his face, or the strangled sound that came from somewhere in his throat. 

I walked into Junior’s bedroom, not being able to suppress a smile from flitting across my face at the sight of the Messi and Cristiano posters hung up on his walls. “Hey,” I said softly. 

Junior looked up at me, eyes big and chocolate, lips rosy, skin tan; the spitting image of his father. 

“Give me a hug, please?” 

Instantly, Junior came to hug me tight, nestling up to me sweetly. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. God.

“Are you going away?” he asked, his voice small. I took a deep breath.

“I’m going on vacation. I’ll call you soon, okay?” 

He merely nodded. 

I ran my hand through his soft dark curls and gave him the best smile I could muster up, “I love you, Junior.”

“Love you too, Natalie.” 

I took one last look at him before kissing his forehead and then standing up quickly; if I continued to stare at him, I’d never leave, even though I knew I had to. I couldn’t be around Cristiano right now – I needed time for myself, time to think. What sort of relationship was this if I couldn’t even believe my husband when he told me he hadn’t cheated on me? Not the type of relationship I wanted, anyway. 

“This is bullshit,” Cristiano growled once I’d closed Junior’s bedroom door behind me. “I didn’t do anything, why the fuck would you leave us?” 

I almost laughed. Almost. “Are you serious right now?”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Just because you keep saying that doesn’t mean it’s true. I just– I want to go.” 

I watched as Cristiano’s jaw clenched. “You want to go?”

“Yes! I have to think! Because apparently, my husband is fucking someone else and I–”

“I am not fucking anyone besides you,” he spat. 

Suddenly, I just felt really tired. With one more exhale, I looked at Cristiano before walking down the stairs and out of the house into the cool evening breeze. 


I’d always loved LA; it was completely different from living in Madrid, but as soon as I’d entered my old apartment, I knew something was missing. And I knew what it was, but I had promised myself not to think about Cristiano for a while, so. It was probably childish but I was hurt and confused and clueless. 

But it had been five weeks since I’d last seen him and Junior and god, I missed them. I really did. Madrid had become more than just the city my then-boyfriend played football in – it had become home. And LA … well, LA is were I grew up, where I kissed a guy for the first time and where all of my high school friends lived but it was also where my husband and my kind-of-son didn’t live.

Sighing, I let my body fall back against the cushions of my bed before picking my phone up where it was lying on the mattress next to me. I had a few missed calls from Cristiano, just like every day, and two unread text messages from him. My thumb hovered over the ‘read’ button for a few moments before I eventually pressed it. 

   I miss you. Come home, please. 

I took a deep breath before opening the second one. 

   I swear to god it was a rumor. I didn’t do anything with that woman. I would    never hurt you like that. I love you. 

Sighing, I let the phone drop down onto the pillow next to my head. It was getting late and I had no idea what to tell Cristiano, so I decided to call it a day and see if maybe, tomorrow was finally going to be the day everything would hurt a little less. 


Nothing hurt less than the day before, which may be because 1) I didn’t manage to get both Cristiano and Junior out of my head, 2) I couldn’t ignore the way my heart clenched every time my thoughts so much as drifted off to anything involving them, and 3) Cristiano was currently standing in my apartment’s small hallway, chest heaving visibly, face strangely pale and chapped lips pressed together. 

He looked absolutely terrible. 

“Junior is at my mother’s,” were the first words he said to me. I couldn’t respond, my body being frozen on the spot and my brain buzzing with too many thoughts. 

Cristiano inhaled audibly. “I– uh, I told the team I’m not feeling well? I’m off sick.”

“I’m pretty sure that could get you in serious trouble if you’re being photographed here. You know the paparazzi in LA.” 

His shoulders slumped. “I want you back.”

“We didn’t break up, Cris.”

“Okay. I want you back home. With me.” His voice was unusually quiet today. It caused my stomach to churn. 

“You look like shit.” 

He smiled a little. “Americans really do curse quite a lot.”

“Not the time for jokes,” I gave back. Cristiano shrugged. 

“Please. I miss you. Junior misses you. He keeps asking how long you’re going to be on vacation and … I’m running out of excuses. I don’t know what to tell him. And I need you.” 

I sighed as I sat down on the kitchen table, gesturing for him to do the same. He did. “Cris, I– I miss you, too, really. It’s just … I don’t want to be with someone who I can’t trust, you know?”

Cristiano groaned. “I don’t get you. I didn’t give you any reason not to trust me. I’m sorry for what I’ve done in the past but fuck, that was before I met you! It sounds cliché but I do not even see other women anymore. I have you and that’s more than enough for me. I love you and Junior loves you and even my mother loves you.” 

“I just–”

I was being cut off by Cristiano’s lips pressing against mine. His hands clutched my cheeks, holding me in place as his mouth worked against mine in that flawless way I’d gotten to become so familiar with already. He knew the way I liked to be kissed, knew how much pressure and how much tongue it took for me to melt at his feet, and I was gone. 

He was hot and firm against me, kissing me just like he played football; confidently, focused, and with a strange mix of urgency and finesse. 

“We’ll work on us,” he whispered against my lips, pecking them once more, then locking his eyes with mine. And in his eyes, I could see everything I should have seen five weeks ago; love, trust, and hope. 

I nodded. “Alright.” 

“Alright,” he repeated, nodding and kissing me once more.

sorry the ending is a bit rushed, i’m from germany and it’s 2:10 am now and i’m tired af, hope you enjoyed reading it anyway :) x

Two Fears

Request: If your prompt challenge is still going on, I’d like to request number 3 and 20 with JB (bias) and Junior (being the one who confesses). Thank you, lovely.

3)  A member from your bias’s group confesses to you. How does your bias respond?

20)  You accidentally punch your bias in the face.  

Prompt list can be found here! 

Member: Got7 JB x Y/N (ft. Got7 Junior)

Type: Fluff


“Y/N,” Junior’s sleepy voice whispered into the darkness between us.

“Junior,” I whispered back, opening my eyes slightly. The darkness hadn’t changed and it was just as dark in the room as it was with my eyes closed. 

“Can I talk to you?” he continued, rolling over on his side of the bed. 

I was spending the night in the Got7 dorms, which wasn’t an unusual occurrence for any given weekend. The boys knew I had anxiety when sleeping on my own in my apartment, so they invited me over quite frequently. Not to mention it couldn’t hurt my electricity bill since I was afraid of the dark and constantly had every light on. At least when I spent the night with someone, my anxiety was calmed enough to grant me a few decent hours of sleep. 

“What’s up?” I sighed, rolling over myself and trying to make out Junior’s form from the opposite side of the room. 

“I…uh…I can’t sleep,” he stuttered out. 

“Try counting sheep,” I said. “It works for me sometimes. You have to get your mind to calm down.”

“That’s the problem,” he whispered. “I can’t.”

“Well, why not?” I asked. 

“Because you’re in the room with me,” he sighed. 

It took me a couple of seconds to process what he had said. “So…um…do you want me to go to Jackson and Bam Bam’s room? Or?” I said into the darkness, confused.  

“That won’t help,” he sighed. I could hear him sitting up on his mattress. “You’ll still be here. You’ll still be in my mind…Y/N…I like you.”

I closed my eyes, grimacing. I hope he couldn’t see it in the darkness. 

“Jinyoung,” I sighed, using his given name. I could hear his breathing. “I don’t know.”

“What?” he asked. 

“If this is something that we should even talk about,” I grumbled, glancing at the alarm clock. It was two in the morning. 

“So should we talk about it…another time?” he asked. 

“I don’t think so,” I sighed, shaking my head even though I knew he couldn’t see it. “Jinyoung, I just…I just don’t know if I see you in the same light?”

“Well technically you don’t see me in any light,” he laughed cautiously. 

“Aish,” I grumbled, rolling over. “I’m so not talking to you right now.”

He chuckled again to himself. “C’mon! You know that was a good one!”

“Goodnight Jinyoung,” I grumbled. 

The room was quickly filled with silence again as I heard Junior readjust. In mere moments, his light snoring filled the room. 

He had to have lost his damn mind.

Just as I was beginning to fall asleep, a knock hit the door. 

It was two in the morning. All of the boys knew I actually slept while I was here, so why would one be bothering me? 

I took a deep breath and tried to conquer all of my anxiety as I stood in the darkness and made my way to the door. I opened it quickly to find whoever was on the other side hadn’t turned on a light either. 

I searched feverishly for any kind of light switch on the wall when I felt my closed hand meet flesh. 

“Aish!” a deep voice grumbled into the night. The hallway suddenly became lit by the light of a cell phone. 

“Oh my god JB!” I gasped, seeing him now clutching his nose. “I am so sorry!” 

“Whyyyyy,” he moaned, turning and heading quickly towards the direction of the kitchen. I checked behind me to confirm Junior was still asleep and shut the door, following JB. 

The kitchen light flipped on and JB pulled his hand from his face. 

“Hold on,” I whispered. “Let me see.”

He pulled himself up on the counter and allowed me to inspect his face. “I think I gave you a bloody nose,” I groaned, moving quickly around the kitchen. I grabbed a wet towel and began to dab at his nose. 

“Hey, hey,” he muttered. “I can do it.”

I nodded quickly, getting another towel out and filling it with ice. I placed it on the bridge of his nose and watched as he winced. 

“At least I didn’t break it?” I sighed, trying to give him whatever smile I could. 

“Ah, don’t worry about it Y/N,” he whispered. “I shouldn’t be lurking in dimly lit doorways at night, should I? Lesson learned.”

“About that,” I nodded. “Why exactly were you doing that?”

“Well, I heard talking,” he said. “So I got worried because I know you’re afraid of the dark and I didn’t want you to be having a nightmare. I know Jinyoung is a heavy sleeper so…”

“JB,” I smiled. “That was incredibly sweet, but no..uh Junior was just talking to me was all.”

“At two in the morning?” he asked, lifting his eyebrows skeptically. 

“Yeah, my thoughts really,” I laughed, rubbing my hand on the back of my neck. “He..uh…confessed to me.”

“What? Confessed? Like to a crime? Everyone knows he wants to kill Yugyeom, but I never thought he actually would,” JB chuckled. 

I couldn’t help but smile. “Ah, not quite. He was confessing his feelings for me.”

“Oh,” JB said, the smile vanishing from his face. “Is that right…well…what did you say?”

“I told him to go back to sleep,” I answered honestly. JB looked at me for a few moments before erupting into laughter. 

“That has to be the best response I’ve ever heard to a confession,” he laughed, immediately wincing at the pain it brought to his face. 

“Jinyoung knows he doesn’t actually like me,” I sighed. “He just has fleeting feelings in the night is all…it’ll be cleared by morning.:”

“Well…what about you?” JB whispered, removing the ice pack and looking at me earnestly. “How do you feel?”

“Mmm..” I hummed, thinking on it. “Junior wouldn’t be my first pick for a boyfriend.” 

JB nodded. “Y/N, have you ever heard of the theory that you are born with two natural fears?”

I tilted my head and knitted my eyebrows. I shook it briefly before he continued. 

“Well, scientists say, when you are born, you are born with two fears. The fear of the dark, and the fear of falling. You either keep those fears or grow out of them with time…” he explained. 

“Mhm,” I nodded. But how was this relevant? 

“Do you think that fear of falling…can also apply to love?” he asked. 

“Jaebum,” I chuckled uneasily. “Why do you ask me these things?”

“Well,” he nodded. “I was thinking…you still have your natural fear of the dark. That’s why you spend the night with us all sometimes…

…and I think I still have the fear of falling, but a different type of falling…falling for someone…falling in love.” 

I scrunched my eyebrows, still not understanding. 

“Is two confessions too much for one night?” he finally tried. 

“Oh,” I sighed, surprise laced in my voice and my face.

“Please don’t tell me to go back to sleep,” he laughed uneasily. 

I smiled, thinking on it for a moment. “Well,” I nodded, taking the ice from his hands. I leaned on my tiptoes, kissing his nose as gently as I could. “That wouldn’t be a very nice response considering what I just did to your face.”

“That is very true,” he nodded, trying to hide a shy smile. “Really, I should probably contact your insurance company, are you covered for collision?” 

I laughed, taking his hand into my own. 

“I was just thinking,” he whispered, hopping from the counter to stand closer to me. “Maybe we could conquer our fears together?” 

“Does that mean I get to kiss you whenever I want?” I laughed, stepping closer to him. “That would help your fear, wouldn’t it?”

“I think so,” he nodded with a grin. “But if I’m going to help you out, we should probably do it in the dark.”

Originally posted by defsouljb