crying because of your hair

‘Why do you love me? What is there to love in someone like me? Please, tell me why you’re so fond of me because honestly? I don’t get it.’

I was perplexed how could he not see why?

‘I love you because you’re you.

I love you because when you smile, your lips always tilt slightly to the left. When you smile your amazingly sharp canines peek through giving you a juvenile look. When you smile, your ever present dimples show more — if that’s even possible —. When you smile, your eyes crease at the edges and your beautiful eyes become slits of pure joy.

I love you because when you laugh, you tilt your head backwards. When you laugh, you always close your eyes. When you laugh, you grasp your stomach and bend over. When you laugh, you always end in a deep sigh and smile after wards, you grasp my face in yours and kiss me as if we’ll never kiss again.

I love you because when I do something you like, you giggle. When I do something you like, you’ll caress my hair and pat my cheeks. When I do something you like, you look at my lips and say, “I fucking love you”. When I do something you like, your eyes bore into mine and I see a flame ignite in them.

I love you because when you’re concentrated you furrow your eyebrows. When you’re concentrated you tongue pokes out of your delicious lips and glides over them. When you’re concentrated, you tend to break out of it for a slight second and do that 'hmmph’ sound you know I like just to give yourself a small break. When you’re concentrated, you grab something to eat with your left hand and bring it to the right side of your mouth and proceed to take a bite.

I love you because when you kiss me, you grab my face with both hands. When you kiss me, one hand pulls on my hair, while the other runs its thumb across my cheek. When you kiss me, you always do a series of multiple pecks after we end making out. When you kiss me, I can feel you smile and let out small giggles of content. When you kiss me, you hold my face in your palms and look at me for a good while then you tell me I’m beautiful.

I love you because when you hug me, you hold me for a long time. When you hug me, you grasp me firmly with both of your strong arms. When you hug me, you use one hand to rub my back. When you hug me, you put your face in the crook of my neck and breathe in my scent. When you hug me, you won’t let me go until we’ve embraced each other tightly.

I love you because when you talk about something you love you smile the whole time. When you talk about something you love, you tend to look down at your hands. When you talk about something you love, you furrow your eyebrows and smirk a little. When you talk about something you love, you let out small sighs of happiness. When you talk about something you love, you always tilt your head to side and shrug your shoulders at the end because you get embarrassed at your enthusiasm.

I love you because when you make me blush, you tease me about it. When you make me blush you put your hands on my cheeks and remark, 'baby your cheeks are hot’ at which point I reply, 'no they’re not, I don’t know what you’re talking about’. When you make me blush you look at my cheeks and smile and say 'baby you’re blushing’. When you make me blush you hold me down and ask me why knowing damn well that makes me blush more.

I love you because when you tell me stories about your past, you say them in a low voice as if speaking louder will make them come back. When you tell me stories about your past, you always hug me and won’t let me go. When you tell me stories about your past, you run your hands through your hair because you know you might cry. When you tell me stories about your past you always mutter the phrase, 'why am I even telling you this?’ And we both know it’s because you love me, and you want me to know what I’m getting into.

I love you because when you notice I’m sad, you’ll look at me and poke my cheeks until I smile. When you notice I’m sad you tell me 'stop being a taco without the shell’ because you know I’ll laugh. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll hug me and tell me you love me. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll ruffle my hair and whisper in my ear, 'Tina eat your goddamn food’, because that llama is our spirit animal.’

I love you for so many reasons, if I listed them all, this poem would never end.

The best way to put it is, I love you because you’re you.

—  Beauty in IT /// I love you because…
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Request: “How about Draco x reader, where she loses her virginity to him? love your writing ♥”

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: SMUT!!! BEST FRIENDS TURNED LOVERS!!! DO I HAVE TO SAY ANY MORE?

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You couldn’t sleep tonight. It was just one of those nights, where the shadows of trees blowing in the breeze danced across the wall, their movement as restless as your being. You had pulled your wand out, practicing light charms. The beams of light bounced on the chilly Autumn air, the wind billowing your curtains as you had forgotten to close your window.

The white bunny of light that had been hopping around your room instantly faded at the sound of sobs. Frowning, you slipped out of the warmth of your bed, following the sound to your window. Poking your head out, below you could spot a flash of white-blonde hair under the moonlight, a face wet with tears and reddened eyes. He was pacing, as if contemplating coming up.

“Draco?” Your voice was quiet, heart already clenching at the sight of him. “What’s wrong? Come up.”

You took a seat on the sill, watching as he scaled the scaffolding under your window. Thank Merlin your mother had decided she wanted climbing Ivy on this side of the house, since a month ago the walls had been bare and there would be no direct way for Draco to come up. You helped pull him in as he reached your window.

There was a moment of silence as you both shared concerned looks, your hands immediately cupping his face and wiping his tears. Draco’s cheeks were freezing, but trailing your fingers down to his neck you found his body to be muggy. You collapsed into him, head pressed to his chest and listening to the unsteadiness of his heartbeat as he wrapped around you. You tilted your head up, pressing short kisses all over his face, covering him with affection. You did so until you too were in tears.

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Winchester’s Don’t Take Orders

Pairing: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader

Summary: After a tough hunt, an argument ensues

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: A little angst, light swearing, otherwise justsome fluff I guess

A/N: Thanks to @nickiwinchester97 for helping me and sending me to bed. I don’t know what I’d do without her.

Originally posted by canonspngifs

You were finally back at the motel. The hunt had been exhausting and more difficult than expected, and even though you’d been successful, you and your brothers were in a bad mood. 


“Guys, I’m starving.” Sam announced while Dean let himself fall face front into one of the beds.

“Me too” you replied, extending your hand towards Dean for the car keys. “I can get some Burgers and stuff at the diner down the road.”

Instead of handing you the keys, Dean grumbled and stood up again. “There’s no way I’ll let you drive baby. I can go and get food.”

“What?” you asked a little bit confused. You’d driven the Impala before, Dean had taught you and you’ve also got your driver’s license. Something about his tone was provoking you.

“What’s wrong with you? So you don’t even trust me enough to let me drive the damn car?”

“Yeah, I don’t. Why should I? On the hunt you didn’t even stay back when I asked you too. How the hell am I supposed to trust you then?”

You crossed your arms in front of your chest. Anger started to float through you and you tried to let it cover up the pain you felt at Dean’s words.

“Of course I didn’t stay back when that thing was coming at you from behind. Should I just have let you die?”

“No, goddammit! You should’ve done what I said. We had everything under control, Sam would have gotten it. But thanks to you, it didn’t work out, and now he’s hurt!”

Dean gesticulated towards his younger brother who was sitting at the small table, carefully stitching up a cut on his left arm.

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@craptaincold

Hi my name is Bartholomew Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way Allen and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got myname) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a metahuman, and I go to a high tech lab called STAR Labs where i’ve been hiding in for 8 years. I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topicand I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was moping inside the secret room in the labs. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A past version of myself stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him.

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-shawn’s pov-
present day

Pain is exhausting.

Pain is all-consuming.

Pain has the ability to pick you up and submerge you in it’s rough, frigid waters and drown you.

Pain was lingering on the wet case of my pillow. Pain was lingering in the dirty clothes on my floor. Pain was lingering in my greasy hair, my chapped lips, my puffy eyes.

And then all at once, I was numb.

You want to know why?

I lost the one thing that causes pain.

Hope.

Pain makes you feel everything. Pain makes you cry and scream and pull at your hair, but only because hope fuels it on. Pain thrives off hope. And as soon as you lose hope, you lose pain. As soon as you lose pain, you go numb.

I still haven’t decided which feeling is worse.

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grasshoppa  asked:

Do you think the RFA is weak to tears? Like, if mc starts crying, their voice breaks, and their lips tremble, they just FORGET ABOUT what was just happening and focus on cheering her up? Tell me your thoughts ♡

I say that all of the RFA members are weak when their MC is in tears but in varying degrees! I’ve actually thought a lot about this before for my own purposes so theses turned out kind of long. I hope that you don’t feel sad, remember that the RFA members all love you!! :D 

Yoosung probably also cries when MC cries because no why is MC crying! I see Yoosung as a super emotional person, especially when it comes to his girlfriend and will feel so upset when he sees you crying. Like when you cry, Yoosung cries too but he’ll hug you real tight and keep telling you that it’ll be alright and that he loves you a whole bunch so you shouldn’t be sad!

Zen probably feels his heart break when he sees MC crying because he thinks he could have prevented it! He’s a super protective person and would feel so sad when he sees MC crying so he’d do whatever it’d take to help calm you down. Zen would pull you onto his lap and stroke your hair until you stopped crying because he’s your knight in shining armor and his princess should never cry!

Jaehee probably cries on the inside because seeing MC cry makes her feel like she’s failed you in some way! I think that Jaehee would feel so awful seeing you cry and thinks that it’s somehow her fault, even though it really isn’t. Jaehee would brew you some of your favorite hot drink and put a blanket around the two of you and be there for you!

Jumin probably would be confused at first but then feel a tightness in his chest when he sees MC crying! I think that Jumin would do his best to calm you down and then at night when you’re sleeping, he’d do some research on how to help people when they’re upset. Jumin would make you lay down onto of his chest while he’d whisper how much he adores you and how you should’t cry because he loves you!

Seven probably will go into full on comfort MC mode when he sees you cry because he knows you’re in pain and he won’t have any of that! I feel like Seven is the master of comforting others since he had to take care of Saeran in the past so Seven can probably sense when you’re sad before you even start crying. Depending on the situation, Seven would either wrap you in his arms and tell you funny jokes when you’re crying or make you listen to his heartbeat and say something cheesy like “This heart beats because you’re with me so please don’t be sad!” 

Monsta X Reaction: You Say ‘I Love You’ For The First Time

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* happy valentines day!! even if youre alone, you have kpop amirite? lmao in celebration, i guess, of vday, this one is extra long ^^ like really long holy shi

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76. “DADDY!” (Ian)

Ah well, Daddubbbz strikes again. I tried, ok

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“This is rather sad…” you hear your husband, Ian, whisper to himself for like the tenth time that day. You stop in your tracks to watch him as he was playing with your daughter in the living room, sitting on the floor between the many toys your kid had. He doesn’t notice you as he was sitting with his back to you, which worked in your favour. You didn’t want to be noticed. Ian was not one to tell you what was bothering him and he avoided the subject whenever you asked him what was wrong. He told you it was nothing—but whenever you saw him around your daughter, he was sad about something. He sighed more often. You were worried; was he having second thoughts about this? About having a child? No—he seemed pretty happy when you announced that you were pregnant. So he was most certainly not regretting it. Was he tired since he was stuck with taking care of her? You had to prepare for her birthday and, since Ian was rather bad at organizing things, you were the one that had to take care of it all. It was much more tiring than what he had to do. And Ian always seemed eager to spend time with your daughter; she was most happy in those times.

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That Day in the Rain

Member: Woozi
Genre: Mainly angst with a fluff ending
Word count: 1,437


“That’s not just something you can do Jihoon,” tears stage dived off of your cheeks sending you into a mess of sobs. In the middle of your confession of pure anger and annoyance you laughed. You laughed because the rain seemed to be crying with you– your hair was plastered to your face and you were choking out sobs that you never expected would come out of your own mouth, but most importantly it was over, it was finally over. You were done with Lee Jihoon.

“Do you even realize what you’ve done?” You continued, your sobs never letting up. You felt so vulnerable, so disappointed that you even allowed him to string you along so far. “Jihoon, I’m not some old fucking umbrella. You can’t just pull me out whenever you need me, whenever you have no other choice, and then push me back into your fucking closet to hide away after you’ve finished using me. I’m a human being, but you seem to have no idea what that means, do you?”

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That Night, Part 4

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

pairing: Lin x reader

warnings: cursing

summary: Everything reminded you of him, which was stupid, because you weren’t even in love with him, right?

I know I said Part 5 would be the last, but I decided to end it in Part 4. We’ve reached the end of this series, folks, hope you enjoyed the ride! (I’m working on something and I’m so excited about it, which made me put off writing this. This was written in one night. I tried, buddy.)

Thank you so much for sticking with me through my first series!

words: 1747

Your appendix healed quickly, which you were actually kind of bummed about. The movie was a huge success. Usually, the actors were the one who got the highest acclaim, but for this movie, the writers were the stars, because Lin was involved. Naturally, you got hundreds of requests for interviews, most of them including Lin. To tell the truth, you’d rather be lying in pain in a hospital room than doing interviews.

“How was the writing process?” an interviewer asked, smiling brightly as though he was the first interviewer ever to come up with that question.

“Oh, I did the whole thing as Lin slept on the couch,” you answered glibly. Lin narrowed his eyes at you and raised an eyebrow. You knew you were being rude, but you were fucking exhausted, okay? You were a writer, for Christ’s sake, not a celebrity. You don’t feed off the spotlight like Lin did, they burned you instead.

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elvanimar  asked:

Sans, Mafia!Sans, and Underfell!Sans falling asleep and waking up with their s/o for the first time? (non-suggestive, please)

This. So much this. - Mod Sync

Undertale Sans

He looks at you blankly for a bit, still in the process of waking up. When his mind catches up to him that you’re right there, his breath hitches. Slowly, he reaches out to gently brush his fingertips along your cheek, checking if you’re real. And you are and he thinks you’re so beautiful and that his SOUL is about to burst with how much he loves you. He could definitely get used to this.

Underfell Sans

He honestly forgot you were there, so when he wakes up and realizes someone else is there with him he almost freaks out and attacks. Then he remembers that it’s you and just. Freezes. And he’s staring. Not believing that you’re still there. He fears that if he looks away, it won’t be real. That you’ll vanish and this will be nothing more than a cruel dream. You move a little or mumble in your sleep and nearly scare the shit out of him because this is real. He starts trembling and tearing up, because how the hell did he get this lucky?

Mafiatale Sans

With how chaotic and dark his life is, waking up to the love of his life is one of the things he didn’t think he’d ever get. He breathtaken. He pulls you close, touches you in any way he can that won’t wake you up, before settling on stroking your hair. He almost wants to cry because he knows that this is going to be far rarer than he wants it to be. He prays anyway that it happens as frequently as his job will allow.

could you do some drv3 boys and their s/o breaking up over a misunderstanding but then getting back together?

Sure, hope this is what you were looking for!

Korekiyo Shinguuji

  • The fight is pretty big.
  • He’s angry, but more than that, he’s hurt, and frustrated, and heartbroken. He thought you two were working out really well, and now you just want to end things immediately, just telling him he knows what he did.
  • He doesn’t know what he did. At all.
  • Accusations are flying, and you’ve never seen him look so upset.
  • Finally, he says that if you hate him so much, what is he even still doing here?
  • He leaves. He slams the door on his way out, and after that, everything is silent.
  • You feel terrible, but you did the right thing…right?
  • He was cheating on you, right? It had to be addressed.
  • But you were crying now, because god, you were upset, and he was gone and he wasn’t coming back.
  • You just didn’t understand why he would do this to you.
  • You had found messages, hundreds of messages with another girl, dozens of “I love you”’s, thrown around so casually.
  • When you see him next, it’s weeks later.
  • He still looks angry, but more than that he just looks hurt.
  • He also looks absolutely exhausted.
  • You two finally talk again, finally talk things out, finally make sense of the situation.
  • When he hears how you “discovered his cheating”, he looks stunned.
  • He doesn’t say anything for a long, long time.
  • Then he takes out his phone, opens the conversation with the girl, and calls her.
  • You’re angry all over again, but also confused as he puts the phone in the middle of the table and waits.
  • She answers. The two talk for a few minutes, and it hits you like a truck.
  • She’s his sister.
  • You feel like an idiot.
  • You two keep talking, and eventually you work everything out. It’s something you can laugh about now, actually. If anything, this brought you closer in the end.

Rantarou Amami

  • He honestly has no idea what to say when you tell him you want to break up.
  • He wants to know why, but he just…says nothing.
  • Finally, he starts to feel a mix of a million emotions at once and he just breaks, and now he’s crying and demanding to know why you’re doing this and he can’t control himself and he doesn’t know what to do.
  • He feels sick.
  • You tell him that he’s hurt you, and you want him out, you want him to leave now.
  • He doesn’t even take his things. He just goes.
  • You don’t see him for a long while.
  • When you finally do, he’s a mess, he looks like he hasn’t slept in days and he’s barely registering anything you’re saying.
  • But this…doesn’t make sense. If he was cheating on you, wouldn’t he be happy to break up? Wouldn’t he be keeping himself looking nice for his other partner?
  • You tell him you want to talk, and he absolutely glows with hope.
  • Now he’s registering everything you say.
  • You tell him to drop the act, that you found another girl’s bracelet on his nightstand, that he should stop making this harder than it has to be, because you already know.
  • He doesn’t understand even slightly.
  • He asks you about the bracelet.
  • You describe it, and…he just starts laughing.
  • He’s crying, but laughing.
  • He pulls you into one of the most loving, warm hugs you’ve ever experienced.
  • He tells you that the bracelet belongs to him, not any other girl.
  • He’s a little offended that you would automatically assume girl, but very relieved to be back in your arms.

Kokichi Ouma

  • He’s absolutely furious when you tell him you’re leaving him, or at least, that’s how he acts.
  • And then the tears start.
  • He feels betrayed, he feels hurt, he feels broken and he feels angry.
  • He’s screaming, just a slurry of insults and retorts, tears just pouring down his face.
  • He’s crying so hard he can barely even scream at you.
  • He’s having a full blown meltdown, and it only makes you angrier, because this is his fault to begin with.
  • He demands to know why you’re hurting him, why you’re doing this to him, what he did to deserve this.
  • You just keep glaring at him.
  • He raises his hand, and you startle, because he’s going to hit you.
  • And then he freezes.
  • Everything is silent, and he slowly puts his hand down.
  • Then, the crying starts again.
  • Quiet this time, sniffles and tiny sobs, he looks and sounds like an abandoned child, the way he’s begging you not to go and apologizing so frantically.
  • He hugs you so tightly, like if he lets go for a second you’ll be gone, apologizing over and over and over again and begging you not to go.
  • You go anyway.
  • When you see him again, he looks awful.
  • He’s dressed in normal, casual clothes, if anything a little too casual and kind of cheap.
  • His hair is greasy and in his face and he doesn’t seem to care at all.
  • The dark circles under his eyes are practically black, and he looks like he’s been crying nonstop.
  • One thing you notice is that he’s so, so thin and frail.
  • You wonder if he’s been eating.
  • He hasn’t.
  • He doesn’t say anything when he sees you, just stares like you’ve just descended from the heavens like a being of light.
  • You can see tears coming to his eyes, and your heart is breaking.
  • You tell him about the bra you found in his house, you tell him you can’t forgive him for cheating.
  • He looks like he’s just been punched in the gut.
  • What bra?
  • You tell him what you saw and he just hugs you again, sobs wracking his thin frame.
  • He explains to you that members of his secret society use his house to change clothes all the time, during stealth operations and when they need to be sneaking around.
  • He promises he would never, ever hurt you like that, and now you feel awful.
  • The next month of your relationship is filled with him reprimanding you sternly for making him go through something like that.

Shuuichi Saihara

  • He’s heartbroken when you tell him you’re leaving him, but lets you go right away.
  • He would never want to hold you back, and if this is what you want, he’s not going to stop you, but…
  • He’s still going to cry. Hard.
  • He won’t let you see that though.
  • The breakup is swift and quiet, and tense as all hell.
  • As soon as you’re gone he breaks down crying, but it only lasts a few minutes, because the next step is for him to figure out why you left him.
  • Ultimate Detective skills come in handy here.
  • It seems like it’s been forever, but eventually, he calls you and asks you to meet with him immediately.
  • You’re hesitant at first, because what he did really hurt you and you’re not sure about this.
  • But, surprisingly, you agree.
  • When you get there, the first thing he does is start explaining everything.
  • The pictures you found of that girl?
  • Case files. She was a criminal. He was investigating a case of her robbing a store. Nothing more than that.
  • The hair you found? Evidence. He had been comparing it to different victims for another case.
  • Everything you could possibly bring up, he had an explanation for, and he seemed fairly proud.
  • You hug him tightly, because you’re so relieved, and he’s so happy.
  • You always make sure to ask him about the cases he’s working on if you find something incriminating from now on.

Kaito Momota

  • Instantly gets angry.
  • Doesn’t even wait for an explanation, just storms out of the house and SLAMS the door behind him, because he is NOT going to deal with this shit right now. He needs to be literally anywhere else.
  • He doesn’t talk to you again after that. He doesn’t try to contact you, he doesn’t ask why, you just never hear from him.
  • When you see him again, it’s completely by accident.
  • Neither of you are happy about it, but for entirely different reasons.
  • You can’t help but notice how tired he looks.
  • He just glares at you and asks you why you’re taunting him like this, why you can’t just let him move on.
  • You argue that you didn’t plan to see him here.
  • Your argument escalates, and before you know it, you’re arguing about the breakup.
  • He argues that you had no reason to hurt him like that.
  • You argue that he was seeing another woman anyway.
  • He seems cut by that.
  • He’s not angry anymore, just extremely confused, and now you’re crying because you miss him.
  • He panics immediately and hugs you, stroking your hair and promising you that he was yours only and forever.
  • You ask him why he was always working so late if he wasn’t seeing anybody else.
  • He admits that he was actually just trying to get some extra money…
  • To buy you an engagement ring, actually.
  • You’re so struck that you’re speechless.
  • He kind of just chuckles nervously and asks you if that’s something you’d still be interested in.
  • He’s proposing.
  • You cry and laugh and hug him and say yes, you definitely want to marry him, there’s nothing you want more.
  • A happy ending!

Kiibo

  • When you tell him you’re leaving him, he’s deeply confused. 
  • He has no idea what he did, and he’s not even sure he’s programmed to handle breakups.
  • He’s having trouble processing this.
  • He has a lot of questions, asking you why you would want to leave him, as he thought he was doing a pretty good job at being in a relationship.
  • He tells you that he’s sorry if he did anything wrong, he’s not used to relationships, this is his very first one and he’s not very experienced.
  • Now you’re confused. He’s acting like he did nothing.
  • You explain to him how you know that he’s been seeing somebody else, because there’s another woman’s clothes in your laundry.
  • He’s?? Really confused???
  • Those are his clothes????
  • “Kiibo you don’t wear clothes”
  • He says he really! Wanted to try clothes!!!
  • So he just bought a lot of them!! And tried them all on!!!
  • That is adorable.
  • You don’t even get the chance to break up because he’s so quick to explain.
  • You kiss him on the cheek and apologize for accusing him.

Gonta Gokuhara

  • Just starts crying the second you say you’re leaving him.
  • He doesn’t understand why, and now he’s really scared, because he doesn’t want you to leave him and he doesn’t know what he did.
  • You tell him to leave, and he does. Immediately.
  • You feel bad for making him cry, but you’re hurting too. He cheated on you, that’s unforgivable.
  • After that, he calls you every day.
  • Every single day, just to check on you and see if he can come home yet.
  • He can’t.
  • Finally, one day, you let him. Just to talk for a while.
  • He hugs you real tight, you don’t think he really understands the concept of being broken up…
  • But he has a lot of questions.
  • He wants to know why he can’t come home anymore.
  • Because he cheated, obviously!
  • You heard him calling some other girl beautiful and precious through his bedroom door!
  • He’s?? Still really confused.
  • You’re the only girl who’s ever been in his bedroom.
  • But he does??? Keep bugs in there?????
  • And call them beautiful and precious???
  • So maybe you heard that????
  • You feel like a total moron.
  • You tell him he can come home, and he’s so happy to hear that!
  • He’ll be extra careful to leave the door open when he’s talking to his bugs now.

Ryouma Hoshi

  • He knew this was coming eventually.
  • He doesn’t ask any questions, just packs his things and leaves.
  • You’re furious and teary-eyed and you just need a break for a little while, so you let him go without another word.
  • He makes no attempts to contact you.
  • He makes no attempts to get you back.
  • He makes no attempts to see you.
  • He always knew you were too good for him anyway, so he was expecting this.
  • But for some reason that doesn’t make it a while lot easier.
  • Finally, you start getting worried about him, and call him, just for old time’s sake.
  • You ask him how him and his girlfriend are.
  • He thinks you’re mocking him, and that hurts.
  • He asks you why you’re still doing this, why you couldn’t just cut him loose and let him go.
  • You ask him why he cheated on you.
  • And god, he gets pissed.
  • He says he would never do that to you ever, and that no real man ever would.
  • He asks if that’s the reason you left him.
  • You say it is.
  • He breaks in that moment. He’s crying and hurting and he misses you so, so much, he needs you, he loves you.
  • Listening to him cry…you cry too.
  • You tell him to come over right away, and you swear he’s there before you even put the phone down.
  • You two cling to each other like you’ve been apart for years, just crying and venting and talking until everything feels at least semi-normal again.
  • You’re so, so sorry for what you put each other through.
Fools (Part 5)

Group: BTS

Genre: Angst/fluff

Pairing: Jungkook/Reader/Taehyung

Word count: 2375

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You Don’t Understand

You don’t understand. You don’t understand crying when you wash your hair because your scalp hurts so bad. You don’t understand barely being able to shave your legs because it hurts your hands so much. You don’t understand genuinely needing to nap after showering. You don’t understand pulling out chunks of hair after showering. No, it’s more like the hair falling out not pulling it out. It happens without any help from you. You don’t understand what the rest of my life is like if that’s how hard it is just to simply shower. You don’t understand being disabled at 23. You don’t understand. You don’t understand watching your mom cry at your doctor’s appointments. You don’t understand hearing her tell the doctor that she honestly doesn’t know how much longer you’re going to be alive because of the combined pain, stress, medications, and lack of answers and help. That she doesn’t think your body can handle it anymore. You don’t understand hearing her tell the doctor that when you sleep in late she’s scared to check on you because she can’t be sure that you’re alive still. You don’t understand being half asleep on the couch and hearing your mom ask your dad to make sure that you’re still breathing. You don’t understand watching everyone around you begin their lives while you’re fighting to survive. You don’t get it. You don’t understand. But I can’t blame you for not understanding, at least these bigger, more general effects of this life. But I think you can imagine the littler things, like how hard it is to shower, to walk, to pump gas, to stand for more than 30 minutes, to breathe after walking across campus, to button up a shirt, to put on a bracelet, to write a long post like this. Look at how quickly those little things add up. Those are the little things that make up the most basic kind of a life. I think if you took the time you could imagine how hard just one of those little things would be. But you can’t imagine all of it combined, all of it all the time. You don’t understand. So please stop passing judgment, and please stop taking things for granted. 

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