but this one is perfect. perfect

She’s perfect (but you’re the one)

Headcanon again. JiKook college AU. They’re best friends and Jimin is really in love with Jungkook, who has this beneficial relationship with this one girl. Little angsty, but they love each other very much and it ends happily. Yes, I know it’s not very original - but it came into my mind while I was listenening Perfect by Selena Gomez :D, and I just had to put it down. Enjoy :)


• Jungkook’s sitting next to Jimin on his bed, both of their backs leaning against the wall, duvet covering their legs. In front of them is situated small chair with laptop on it. They’re currently watching third episode of The Flash.

• Constantly, they’re interrupted by vibrations of Jungkook’s phone, signalizing (together with small blinking notification light) he’s got a new text.

• Jimin has finally enough. What’s the point of turning the phone into “silent mode” when both of them are very well aware of every single time he receives a text? Instead of the buzzing, Jungkook can put it on normal mode. Maybe it would be less annoying. Jimin stops the series.

• “Sorry Kook, but is this really – really necessary? Do you have some important thing going on now?” Jimin looks at his best friend, annoyed expression on his face. Jungkook bits his lips, and then smirks.

• “Well, she likes to know what I’m doing now. And the more talkative I am, happier she is. That means she’s more likely to let me do things the next time we shag.”

• Jimin feels the familiar cringe of his insides, always the same one that appears when Jungkook talks about his friends-with-benefits relationship. He’s just hoping Jungkook didn’t notice the twitch of his shoulders he felt for a second. But Jungkook seems oblivious to things like that, too lost in his mind full of sex – or whatever he was thinking about just now with that look in his eyes.

• Jungkook sees the way Jimin almost rolls his eyes and laughs. “Hyung, you should try it, too.”

• Jimin glares at him. “Like, to find a boyfriend who’s not even my boyfriend? Why?”

• Jungkook blinks and leans closer to Jimin. “Or a girlfriend. Didn’t you mention that classmate of yours – Rina? Or what was it… you liked her, no?”

• “First off, I liked her, but in a she’s-so-cute way. She is a really nice person, you know? And second off, can you just stop with this lame attempts to force me into something like this? You know very well that I’m not that kind of person. At all. And I don’t find slightest pleasure in pure sex without feelings.” Jimin stabs Jungkook with his stare and he just sighs a little.

• “I’ve never said I don’t feel anything for her. We’re just keeping this open…” Jungkook says quietly, eyes focused on Jimin’s furrowed brows. Yes, he knew how much Jimin despises the thing he has going on with YeonJu. But, Jungkook needs that thing; in a way…

• With this lame attempts to “convince” Jimin to find someone like YeonJu is for him, he was actually trying to make Jimin admit he likes someone. Because Jungkook feels like Jimin does, but he denies it every time. And Jungkook has to – just has to – know who it is. How he or she looks. Are they prettier than him? Older, even?…

• Jimin shakes his head. “I could never do that. If you love someone, you commit. If you don’t, why mess with their head? Or yours, for that matter.” He shrugs and adds: “I really hope one day… I’ll end up with someone who loves me. Fully.”

• Jungkook turns to him with strange look on his face, hands gripping the duvet covering Jimin’s legs now. “But until then… Nothing? You don’t want even a small kiss? I’ve heard it releases serotonin and oxytocin – it makes you happy and relaxed, you know, Jimin?”

• Something around them changed the second he said it. Jimin’s not moving and just stares in his best friend’s shiny eyes – almost like two black mirrors, he almost can see himself in them. He feels the arteries under the skin of his throat pulsing.

• Jungkook leans closer with small smirk, touching Jimin’s right hand that was still landed near the laptop after he paused the series. Jimin doesn’t move when he feels the tad, neither he does move when Jungkook’s face is suddenly too close for comfort to his own. For a second – which actually feels longer for some reason – they just look each other in the eyes, then Jungkook finally overcomes the small space and his lips touch Jimin’s.

• Jungkook immediately closes his eyes, but Jimin is too struck to do so. His neck and shoulders are tingling, his skin burns. He closes them just after he feels tears trying to form – tears of shock, but mostly tears of affection he has for Jungkook. He allows himself to get lost for a while in this sensation, Jungkook’s soft lips gently moving against his, touch almost similar to movements of butterfly wings. Then he moves his lips, too, not thinking about it.

• They just nibble on their lips, sometimes one of them biting the other with more force, quickly running their tongues over the bite in case it hurt. Careful at first, Jungkook’s tongue enters Jimin’s mouth. Jimin responds by his own tongue circling around Jungkook’s, tilting his head to the side so he’ll be more comfortable. After small fight of their mouths, Jimin wins and sucks in Jungkook’s tongue, to what Jungkook responds with small whine. There’s a whole universe of intense feelings, forming in Jimin’s stomach, so good it’s almost torturing. But after Jungkook’s hand – the one that covered Jimin’s until now – grabs Jimin’s hair, tugging, Jimin snaps.

• He tears himself from Jungkook, shifting on the bed. Jungkook opens his eyes, confusion in them. Jimin’s not looking at him, so he can’t see the way Jungkook’s chest trembles with uneven breathing, his cheeks pink. But Jungkook looks at Jimin and all he sees is his pale face, watery eyes and lips fiercely pressed together.

• Jimin can’t believe what just happened – it was just few minutes, but anyway, he allowed himself to kiss his best friend! Last time this happened they were drunk as fuck, back at high school. And Jungkook hadn’t had a girlfriend. And Jimin wasn’t in love with him. This much.

• He punches Jungkook with his fist in his arm. “You stupid dick, really, what did you just do?!” Jimin shakes his head, relieved that his voice sounds steady. “Whatever lesson you wanted to give me, DON’T YOU EVER DARE TO DO THAT AGAIN. You have YeonJu and we’re friends and—“

• Jungkook interrupts him. “So what I have YeonJu? You know we’re in open relationship… let me correct that, not even a relationship, just something.”

• Jimin bursts in laugh. “I don’t care you brat. For me, you’re taken. And why do you need to make this awkward now? Ew. We’re not even drunk.”

• Jungkook just smiles. Jimin hate that smile now. He also feels pain forming in his chest, spreading to his whole body, almost like a bucked full of ice cold water was poured over his heart. But he remains calm on the outside. “I thought I will produce some serotonin in you. Also we’re best friends and we love each other, so I thought it’s acceptable for you.”

• That was a lie for two reasons. First, he certainly wasn’t thinking anything when he kissed Jimin; he just let his desire and body take the control – what a bullshit, “serotonin”, really? And second, acceptable for Jimin? More like acceptable for Jungkook. He just used this chance to… okay, to put it simply, he wanted to feel Jimin’s lips so much and he couldn’t control himself.

• Jimin snickers, hitting Jungkook again, this time more playfully. “You’re an idiot, Jeon Jungkook. Never do that again. I will kill you if you do!” Jungkook smiles, relieved. There was still some sort of tension in the air, but then Jimin pressed play again – Jungkook completely turned off his phone now, hiding it under the sheets – and they leaned against their shoulders, watching undisturbed.

• When they lay in bed together, Jimin on his back and Jungkook pressed to his side with his leg thrown over Jimin’s waist, Jimin stares at the ceiling. Younger one sleeps peacefully, of course, thinks Jimin bitterly. His insides didn’t burst just two hours ago like Jimin’s. That kiss was everything. Every piece of his body hurt when he pictured it again, and again. It meant so much for Jimin, yet it meant nothing at all. Stupid Jungkook, bold as shit now, when he’s having regular sex with some girl.

• YeonJu is a picture perfect girl. She’s smaller than Jungkook, but not too small, skinny, but with curves. Slim legs but plump ass, thin waist but visible, full breasts. Perfect beautifully pale skin, with light brown eyes dominating her symmetrical face. And that hair of hers – light blue, she almost looks like a fairy.

• She’s just too different from Jimin and perfect for Jungkook. Jungkook always claimed he’s not looking on the outside of a person – but the truth was, he preferred girls. A lot. And Jimin kind of lied when he admitted that maybe one day he will date a girl – because one can never know, maybe his perfect person for him is a girl – but he liked guys. And anyway, he knew that his perfect person isn’t some girl, but Jeon Jungkook, his best friend of more than six years.

• So it all just hurt too much. Jimin just lay in bed until sunrise, not being able to sleep.

• No one knows about this situation with Jungkook, except one guy he met online. They began chatting about their favourite movies, then one of them mentioned this, second one that, and they found out they’re quite similar. So every once in a few days they text each other through this chat app, provided by the page about movies where they met, sharing their tragic stories of unrequited love.

• This one guy – called “ReallyKnowsBest19” – always encourages Jimin, telling him he should try and come out with his feelings to his best friend. Jimin always scolds this guy when he mentions the girl he’s been sleeping with, so he could “forget about his love-alike situation”. But then again, he kind of understands. ReallyKnowsBest is deeply in love with his best friend – how relatable, really – but he’s got no idea. Also ReallyKnowsBest is completely sure his friend doesn’t like him in that way.

• “You always tell me I should go and tell my crush about what I feel, why don’t you do the same? We have similar chances,” writes Jimin on one evening.

• “He literally pushed me off when I kissed him one day. No way he likes me.”

• “Maybe he was just ashamed?”

• “No. Trust me on this one. After all, I really know the best.”

• Jimin knows a lot about the feelings this guy has towards his best friend. He knows about the way he thinks his lungs are ripping off when they hug, he knows about the way he pretends to sleep just so he can cuddle closer to him and press his nose to his neck. He also knows how he sometimes imagines his friend instead of the girl he’s seeing when they’re having sex, not purposely, but still.

• “ReallyKnowsBest19” also knows a lot about Jimin. Every angsty thought, every insecurity caused by Jungkook, he knows and always encourages Jimin to tell him anyway. “But it’s just that I’d wish my best friend told me if he loved me. You know, maybe that’s why I try to convince you,” he admits once.

• Three weeks after Jimin’s and Jungkook’s kiss, Jungkook claims that he will probably go official with YeonJu. “We talked about it, and well, I like her and she likes me… it will be probably the best and we will see from that on.”

• Jimin notices the weird look – almost expectation – in his dark eyes, but he has no idea what it means. He shrugs and congratulates Jungkook, hugging him. “You know how much I approve this, right? Finally, you’ll stop being an uncommitted asshole.”

• Jungkook just laughs. Few days later he calls Jimin, telling him he’s going to do some groceries and he will stop by his dorm later. Jimin hears YeonJu in distance, laughing about something. After the call ends, he snuggles in bed, hugging a pillow. He felt like crying in that moment. He waited and waited for Jungkook to show, but he didn’t for hours.

• “You know, they went official or will go, soon. I guess it’s for the best, but I feel like I’m gonna die,” he texts “ReallyKnowsBest”, who responds almost immediately.

• “Whoa, I can’t believe this coincidence. Because I, too, now wonder about officially dating this girl I’m seeing. But just because he reacted so… mildly, you know? I’m sure now he doesn’t want me. But please, friend, don’t be sad. Look, I’m sending you your fave cat compilation video.”

• As Jimin opens the link, he laughs, but after first few seconds he bursts into tears. It’s been just so long that he felt this way and he can’t do anything about it, just pretend it’s okay, which, well, is not going so well in his opinion anyway. Jimin lets his tears stream down his face and hugging the pillow, he falls asleep.

• Jungkook unlocks and opens the door to Jimin’s dorm some time later. He finds him sleeping on the bed in fetal position, hugging a pillow, with right hand tightly clutching his phone. Jungkook feels butterflies, flying from his stomach to his throat. Jimin just looks so cute like this.

• He goes over the table settled under window, and places groceries he bought earlier there. Then he looks at Jimin with so much fondness, it would probably melt heart of the coldest person on earth. Jungkook sighs. He loved Jimin so, so much, he couldn’t take him not loving him back anymore. So when this opportunity with YeonJu came, he took it. And it helped him in a way – to release the stress he’s been feeling over Jimin, liking someone else. Because, and he was sure of it, Jimin really liked someone for quite some time. He was too lost in thoughts sometimes, his expression too weird when Jungkook asked him about it – Jungkook just knew, Jimin couldn’t fool him. So he was hurting, quietly, rambling over and over about the sex he had with YeonJu, subconsciously hoping Jimin would interrupt him one day and tell him to stop, because he loves him, because he wants him, too.

• When YeonJu asked him about being a real couple those days ago, he wasn’t seriously considering it. He just told Jimin, hoping once again he will oppose against it. He did not in slightest, even hugging him, almost happily. So now Jungkook probably will date her, like, what could he lose anyway? Jungkook grabs a blanket that was on the chair and carefully covers Jimin with it, so he wouldn’t get cold.

• He carefully takes the phone out of Jimin’s hand, when he notices the notification light going off. Curious about who texts him at this hour – almost 1 AM, he unlocks the phone to see the notification. His breathing stops on the instant. Few times he blinks, wondering if his eyes aren’t lying. But it doesn’t seem like it. He sees his own nickname on the display. With shaking hands he opens the message – he knows he shouldn’t, but he has to know.

• He almost lets the phone slip of his grip when, sure enough, he sees his own last message sent to Jimin, or “cloudsAREsmiling”: “Hey, you okay? You didn’t respond; hope you’re not getting drunk or something.” He felt so worried about his internet friend – about Jimin – and now he knows he was just sleeping.

• Jungkook can’t believe this. But no, it is true – Jimin knows about his feelings this whole time. He just has no idea it’s HIM. And now, Jungkook realizes, he knows about Jimin’s feelings too. So… these years… they were in love?

• Oh, God. Jungkook puts the phone on the table, strokes Jimin’s hair and kisses his forehead affectionately before leaving. He needs to go to his own dorm and think about next steps. He was full of nervousness, but at the same time the happiness he felt was freaking overwhelming.

• Jungkook decides he’ll wait for Jimin to reach out tomorrow, and then, when they’ll be watching The Flash once again, he will bring it up.

• Jimin doesn’t reach out the next day, though. He completely ignores Jungkook – not responding to any messages – not his, nor ReallyKnowsBest’s. If it wouldn’t be for a song he posted on his Facebook, Jungkook would be afraid he died or something. Jungkook feels uneasy about this, did Jimin notice he looked over those messages? Is he mad now? There’s just one way to find out.

• It’s 9 PM when Jungkook knocks on Jimin’s door, entering without waiting for a permission to come in. Jimin looks at him, slightly surprised, and sits on the bed.

• “Hey, hyung.” Jungkook smiles, those annoying little butterflies almost restricting him from talking. “Why are you ignoring me?” He walks over to Jimin and sits next to him. Jimin frowns.

• “I’m not. I’ve been in my classes all day.” That was a lie; he was here in this room for whole day, self-pitying himself. Truth was, after Jungkook did not come for hours after he called him the other night, just stopped by who knows when to drop the groceries, Jimin was hurt. He felt like Jungkook picked YeonJu over him and it made him feel terrible, no matter how many cat-videos he watched.

• Jungkook knew that’s a lie. He suddenly wondered, if it’s about him and YeonJu being official. Just now he realizes that Jimin’s hurting over this, Jimin must’ve been hurting all this time. How many times Jimin almost cried when they were texting, desperate over “his best friend” and “that girl”? Jungkook couldn’t even count.

• So he grabs Jimin’s shoulders in a bold move, surprising both of them. Jimin looks at him, startled. “W-what is it?”

• “Jimin.” Jungkook starts, his stare buried deep in Jimin’s eyes, now widened. “I have this… friend, you know. He’s in love with his best friend for the longest time. He suffers over it a lot, because his friend has a girlfriend… well, something like that.”

• Jimin blinks, feeling heavy all of the sudden. Oh god, this sounds familiar – did Jungkook find out?

• “He could’ve just told him he loves him, but he didn’t. It’s not helping that his crush has no idea what to do, so when he does everything he can to find out if Ji—I mean, my friend – likes him, it just makes my friend believe he doesn’t like him. But you know,” Jungkook’s voice lowers. “Funny thing, really, he loves him, too. Probably even more than my friend loves him. He just tries to get over him in all the wrong ways, causing my friend to hurt even more.”

• Jimin’s not breathing and he feels tears, forming under his eyelids. He wishes it would be like it sounds to him – that it’s their story. But it‘s not – that can’t be, right?

• “So one day his crush accidentally finds out that they are not only best friends in real life, you know. But online, too.” Jungkook’s gaze was flickering over Jimin’s face for a while now, not being able to look him straight in the eye suddenly. “So…”

• Jimin sobs. Loudly. Jungkook grabs his hands and settles closer.

• “So he discovers that they knew about each other’s feelings for a long time. Without a single idea it’s them. And…” Jungkook’s voice trembles a little. “And my friend then confuses the hell out of his crush for the next day. And his crush, I mean—“

• “Just stop,” whines Jimin, crushing Jungkook’s hands in his. “Stop it, Kookie.”

• Jungkook looks in his eyes once again. “I’m so sorry, Jimin. I know how much I was hurting you. I had no idea… I’m sorry.” Jimin frees one of his hands and caresses Jungkook’s hair, sliding the hand down his neck, brushing Jungkook’s cheek with his thumb.

• “I’m sorry I made you believe I don’t want you, Kook-ah. But…” Jimin suddenly laughs. “You’re such an idiot. Did you really think that telling me about your sexual escapades and kissing me all of a sudden would make me admit my love for you?”

• Jungkook pouts. “In my head it made lots of sense!” Jimin stops laughing. “But, what about YeonJu?”

• “I met her earlier today and ended it. I feel kinda sorry about it. She was disappointed, but… she told me it will be okay. Not in these words, I admit. And I’m not supposed to contact her, ever. But…” he looks little flustered.

• “I’m sorry about that.”

• Jungkook just nods and bumps his forehead with Jimin’s. For a while they stay like this, with closed eyes, smiling happily. Jungkook then hugs Jimin, pressing his face against his shoulder, inhaling deeply. “I love the way you smell,” he says, voice muffled by Jimin’s body. Jimin laughs.

• “That’s not surprising, Kookie,” he says while his hand slides up and down Jungkook’s spine. “I shower with your shower gel and I use the same detergent, too. I just wanted to smell like you,” he admits, shyly, biting his bottom lip.

• As Jungkook hears this, he laughs happily, letting those butterflies out of his throat. Then he pulls away and cups Jimin’s face. Jimin licks his lips in expectation, but Jungkook asks anyway, no more lies about serotonin now. “May I–”

• Jimin doesn’t even let him finish that question and kisses him. This time he’s not gonna pull away. At least for several hours, he thinks, as they slowly fall onto the bed in tight hug, still kissing.


This time I fully believed this will take me like 20 minutes and one page in word. NOPE. 7 pages. I just can’t put things simply, can I? I’m sorry if there are mistakes, I tried to correct what I found, will check again, later.
Oh! And if you’re wondering how they could chat and not even know their names - they simply refered to their “best friend” as “best friend” and Jungkook refered to YeonJu as “this girl”. So it wasn’t too suspicious for them :D
Edit: Oh my, I went full Google Translate Bot mode in some parts/words! Sorry! :D I corrected what I was able to find, but I suppose there’s still more. (-.-)

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The Stage play version of Tanaka has made me fall even further in love with him 😍 what perfect casting

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 (I adore this moment with Suga, it’s just the sweetest thing), but THE NEXT ONE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOMENTS IN THE ENTIRE STAGE PLAY NOTHING WILL EVER BE MORE ICONIC

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Long story short he’s perfect and I love him

anonymous asked:

Okay okay but. Im a very paranoid person and I jump or get jumpy sometimes so i respond very protectively of myself. I give off this asshole confident sarcastic look in public and I feel like maybe Jared does something similar. I have a reason from past personal issues for being like this. I just wonder about Jared because I know he isnt a terrible guy like some of the fandom makes him out to be.

Companionship is a beautiful thing, and to desire a loving healthy marriage is not wrong at all, but before and after any relationship begins, we must remember that as well as we think we know that person, and as well we think they know us, only the Lord knows the depths of our hearts. Only our relationship with Jesus provides us with an Eternal love more sustaining than any other love. This is not to say you should not desire romantic love. The Old Testament book Song of Solomon is a perfect example of how romantic love is not a taboo subject to God, and there are many other instances in Scripture where marriage and love are both exemplified and written about specifically. However, within the canon of Scripture, we also find this important truth: He is before all things, and in him all things hold together. - Colossians 1:17

There is nothing that holds us together like Jesus. There is nothing and no one that can wrap us in perfect, everlasting love unless it comes from our relationship with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Hold onto this as you pursue a romantic love relationship or you seek to grow closer to God in the one you’re already in. No matter where the two of you are on this journey, it will always be Jesus that holds you together.

Written by @morganhnichols for #TheDevoCo

raefill replied to your post “hanji anon: what’s your opinion on levihan? also, do you plan on…”

levihan where levi calls hanji his abnormal >.> i … i need it …. for reasons…..

“hanjo wil u be my.. .. .abnormal lover…..” levi asked blushin’ a lot.

“no levi i can not” said hanij blinkin thru their goggle

“y no shitty glassess?” levi accused

“because rivaille i am the pregnant”

“:O” said leivaille

Musings.

Just random thoughts. It’s not an opinion about today’s drama, but a general opinion about how things are perceived (imo), lately. As always, 100% honest and imo, as objective as possible. It sounded logical in my head, I hope it sounds just as logical…out of it.

*might be deleted idk 

**just to point it out, I’m a fan of many other skaters other than Yuzuru, became a fan before I knew he existed lol *tries to spam Shizuka again*

Must say though that what I do wonder is why criticism is so…one-sided? Every skater has flaws, some more than others, some less. What I do not get is: why is it okay to nitpick about Yuzuru but not about other skaters? I understand that he is under scrutiny for who he is and the fact that he is the one to look up to. I’ve never thought Yuzuru was a perfect human being, nor a perfect skater (let’s be honest, if he was, he probably would have stopped skating already. He keeps skating, partly because he hasn’t reached the level he wants to achieve, yet.) but I’ve seen so much criticism about him around lately, and all after a really great season imo. A season that started late because of injury, but ended up being one of his most successful seasons ever and one of the most important, because of what he has learned [from his mistakes] as well as achieved. I haven’t seen as much criticism over issues that other skaters have though. 

Overall, I must admit that I see completely different reactions around too. If I speak about skaters and point out flaws in their technique I’ll be labeled as a crazy fanyu, no matter what *which is why I usually point out certain things only if someone asks lol* If someone speaks up about Yuzuru’s flaws it’s fine, and everyone who reacts is, again, a crazy fanyu. So…this confuses me. 

I’m not perfect, no one is. But I AM grateful for what genes and my mother have blessed me with, and that’s what makes me slightly closer to perfection than some others.

I love tabi’s bone structure so much. It’s perfect from head to toe. Just look at him. His forehead, nose, cheek bones, ears, jawline, back of his head and nape, collarbones, shoulders, chest, arms, hands, knuckles, fingers, shoulder blades, his back, maybe hipbones?(never seen this one tho I just imagine it.. ew sorry), long legs, ankles, toes(I’m not sure if I actually saw it somewhere or I’m delusional)

Perfect

Requested by @dizzyowly :  Hi!!~ I really love your writings :) Can i request an imagine of Eric from Divergent based on the Ed Sheeran’s song Perfect? Thank you.

Pairing: Eric Coulter X Reader

Word count: 1.627

Song: Perfect by Ed Sheeran


 Eric is different. It’s everything you can think since you jumped off that net. You knew you’d find him here, but having him as an instructor caught you by surprise.

 He doesn’t remember you. He doesn’t remember how you planned to move to Dauntless together. But one long year apparently made him forget about this. One year and many women. Well, a stupid dream like the one you’ve been holding on to could never be real. It’s time to grow up.

 “Harder, initiate.” He barks to a small girl from Amity. The poor girl barely makes the punching bag move, and thanks to that fact, she has Eric’s attention.


 *Eric’s POV*

 The Amity girl is too weak. I stand behind her, yelling at every move. But my eyes always end up on her. (Y/N). The only reason why I considered staying on Erudite. I never thought she would be brave enough to choose Dauntless, or strong enough to deal with the initiation. But there she is, on top 5, knocking down half of those idiots on the mat.

 I can’t approach her. The best I can do to help is keep distance. The thing is I didn’t think I still had this feeling inside me. Dauntless made me cold, I know it, but she’s bringing back a part of my life I thought I’d never miss.

 But even if I try, how could someone so loving like (Y/N) deal with the person I became?

I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

 *(Y/N)’s POV*

 When the training is done, you run back to the dormitory to take a long warm shower and keep your mind away from Eric.

 But it’s useless. When you’re done drying your hair, you follow the other initiates to the Pit. It’s something about a patrol on Amity tomorrow. As you walk fast to reach them, you can’t help but remember your days in Erudite, when you and Eric were no more the kids, struggling to spend all your free time together. You feel tears rolling down your cheek and quickly dry them with the back of your hand.

 Finally you’re in the Pit, Eric and Max already explaining how the initiates will spend one night on Amity for a special training. You do your best to pay attention, but Eric’s eyes meet yours across the Pit.

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

I will not give you up this time

But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes you’re holding mine


 “Why are you sad?” Mark walks by your side as you stare at your feet. Mark came from Erudite with you. He knows a bit about Eric, but it’s enough for him to notice that something is going on between you and the leader. “Is it about him?”

 “Who?”

 “You know who.”

 “I don’t wanna talk about him.” Everyone stops and you do the same.

 Amity is absolutely beautiful and you don’t hear anything that Max is saying because you’re too busy looking around.

 Then you meet his eyes. You wait for him to look away, but he doesn’t. Eric keeps staring but you can’t read his face. Mark clears his throat to get you attention, but you just can’t stop looking at him.

 “I miss him so much.” You whisper before looking down at your feet.

 “I know, (Y/N), but focus on initiation. For now at least.”


 *Eric’s POV*

 I told them to go to sleep, but when I walk past the dormitory they’re using tonight, I hear them laughing. When I’m about to open the door, I hear her voice. Apparently, it’s only (Y/N) and her friends being loud in the middle of the night.

 “What are your plans, (Y/N)? Like, for the future.”

 “I don’t know…”

 She’s lying. I know exactly what she dreams about.

 Back in Erudite, when we decided to take a break to talk one evening, she spilled her heart out. (Y/N) want kids and a loving husband. She wants romance. I wish I could give it to her, but now, with this heart turning colder every day, I don’t think I can.

 “C'mon, Steve, you can do it.” The tone of her voice is different. I never heard her talking like that. “Our initiation is the hardest. But that’s just right. We’re going to be soldiers, protectors. They have to push us until we break so we can become stronger. I will make it and so are you.”

 That’s when an initiate swings the door open, making (Y/N)’s eyes meet mine immediately. I clean my throat and step in.

 “You better shut up and go to sleep, initiates.” I keep my voice cold, staring at everyone before turning around to leave.

 I can’t stop thinking about her words. (Y/N) is even stronger than I thought, and I’m very proud of her. I need to get closer somehow, talk to her.

 It takes all of me to walk back to my bedroom instead of going back to the dormitory and calling her.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know

She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home

I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets

To carry love, to carry children of our own

We are still kids, but we’re so in love

Fighting against all odds

I know we’ll be alright this time

Darling, just hold my hand

Be my girl, I’ll be your man

I see my future in your eyes

 *(Y/N)’s POV*

 You’ve been trying to sleep for one hour when you give up. Struggling to get tired enough to just drift off to sleep, you take your bag and start pulling everything off, laying it on your small bed. You find a black dress, the one Elaine gave to you a week ago. You don’t know why you let her convince you to bring it, but you did.

 Suddenly, you take the dress and run to the bathroom to put it on. You stare at the mirror with a small smile. You do look good. Choosing to be brave and a bit stupid, you carefully open one of the many windows to jump outside. The dress gets in the way, but you manage to get out without ripping the fabric.

 The wind is cold, but it feels good against your skin. The trees make you feel like you’re in a different world, and that makes you feel good too.

 “Get back to…” You jump at the voice, turning to your left to find him. Eric. He stops on his track when you look at him. “What are you doing here?”

 “Nothing, I…” You lose your voice when Eric comes closer instead of walking away. “Killing time. I’m sorry, sir, I’ll go back.”

 He grabs your arm when you turn to leave, forcing you to stop. Yet, you don’t look at him. It’s easier this way.

 “(Y/N), I have to talk to you.”

 “No. Eric, we’re over, okay?” Pushing back, you set free from his hand.

 “Is that what you think?” He moves so you’re looking at his eyes.

 “No. It’s what I know. I came, I left my family to… Hell! To meet you again and…” A small laugh escapes your lips when you step back, drying the tears that insist in rolling down your cheeks. “You don’t want to hear it, I’m sorry.”

 “Actually, you’re the one who needs to hear me.” The tone of his voice makes me stare back at him.

 “Just say it.”

 “If you really think I’m over you, you’re terribly wrong.” Taking a deep breath, Eric takes both your hands. “(Y/N), I… This faction made me cold. The person I am now… I can’t keep my promise, I’m not…”

 Raising your eyebrows, you lift your hands so he can see them, interlaced fingers. Eric’s voice fades, the wind playing with his hair.

 “Go on.” You mutter.

 “I would wait. We can’t during initiation, but after…”

 “Okay.” You cut him off. Eric was never good with words, so you decided to make things easier for him. “I’m happy you… You still… ”

 “Let’s dance.” He interrupts you.

 “What?”

 “I know you like to dance. I heard you some days ago.” Eric holds you close, his hands around your waist, slowly moving to the sides.

 “There’s no music.”  You smile, tilting your head to the ground. “And I forgot my shoes.”

 That’s when Eric finally sees it. You can tell by the look on his face. He spins you around, making you blush.

 “You’re beautiful.” He whispers, pulling you close again.

 “Actually, I’m awful.”

 “Shhh. You’re not.”

 You lay your head on his chest, moving along with him, using the cold wind as your melody.

 “I love you, (Y/N).” Eric murmurs, caressing your hair.

 “I never stopped loving you.”

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful

I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight

 

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song

I have faith in what I see

Now I know I have met an angel in person

And she looks perfect, I don’t deserve this

You look perfect tonight

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everyone should meet my new son!!!! his name is apurrlo meowstice apollo and we just took him home from the shelter today and he’s already a purring mess.  i love him and he’s perfect.

his name is apollo because the first cat i looked at on the website (who was also orange) was named kristof and so i decided jokingly that i would name him apollo out of spite. but then the more i thought about it, the more i liked it. and while i haven’t played dd or soj, i have seen pictures of apollo with an eye patch thingy, so when i saw this guy and his one blind eye, i knew it was a perfect name.