“I was raised in a very strict family. My mom was like a sergeant. I married way too young. I had no life experience. I was married for twenty-five years and my late husband never let me go anywhere by myself. When he died, I had no idea how to live on my own. For fourteen years I’ve been a widow. And I’ve barely left the house. Recently I met this man on the Internet. We kept exchanging pictures. We kept talking on the phone. But I was too scared to meet. He told me: ‘Put your head up high! You are the boss of your life!’ So today I finally agreed to meet. I tried on five different outfits this morning. After I left the house, I went back once more to change my shoes. I was trembling the whole way on the bus. My stomach felt sick. When I finally saw him, it felt like there was a samba school in my heart. I was sweating. The first thing he did was get me some water. Now we’ve spent the whole day together. I feel so relaxed. I feel free. I feel like we’ve known each other for our entire lives.”
Ten times Yuuri ended up wearing Victors clothes (and one time Victor wore Yuuris)?
10) Once he and Viktor were post-sex cuddling and the
doorbell rang so Yuuri just grabbed the first things he could find lying on the
floor to put on, one of those things being Viktor’s shirt. When he answered the
door and Yurio saw him plus the state he was in he just turned around and
walked away like ‘I don’t want to know and I don’t want you to tell me’
9) The first time he came to visit Viktor in St Petersburg,
the first morning together, Viktor woke up to Yuuri humming happily making coffee
in nothing but one of Viktor’s oversized sweaters and had to take a few seconds
to recover before he could speak
8) At a competition Yuuri was getting cold and so Viktor
draped his coat around his shoulders which made the entire stadium go ‘aw’
7) He is the worst hoodie thief ever and since Viktor usually
doesn’t wear hoodies he didn’t really notice until he went to look for one in
his wardrobe, couldn’t find any. When he skyped Yuuri that evening Yuuri was
sitting wearing it because he had forgotten it was Viktor’s when he put it on
during his last visit to Russia and worn it back to Detroit and then started
wearing it all the time because he missed Viktor
6) At the Russian rink at one point Yuuri woke up late,
pulled on the first things he could find and went to see Viktor. He didn’t
realise why everyone was staring at him until he realised that he was wearing
the ‘Do you want to win gold? Because I’ll make you come first tonight’ shirt
that Chris had bought Viktor as a joke and they had both forgotten about. He
never lived it down.
5) Viktor had a tendency to keep gifts from his fans even if
they are a bit weird and one day Yuuri found the ‘I ❤
Viktor’ shirt that someone had sent him, got kinda jealous and then wore it the
whole day just to make sure everyone knew that he was the no.1 Viktor fan
4) Yuuri wore the Eros costume several times, once for the
Rostelecom Cup, a handful of times for photoshoots and during the times when he
was skating his ‘Fucked My Way Up To The Top’ pure pettiness ice show routine
that was mentioned in a previous top ten
3) He wore several of Viktor’s past costumes when they
decided to jokingly play dress up with all of their old stuff. So Yuuri ended
up trying on some of his old costumes from iconic skates like the Olympic ones
as well as some of Viktor’s old costumes from his junior days and Viktor tried
on some of the costumes from routines that Yuuri liked (hello red shirt and
waistcoat) as well as trying on some of Yuuri’s old stuff although Yuuri banned
him from doing it after a while because if Yuuri can fit into sixteen year old
Viktor’s costumes there’s no way twenty-eight year old Viktor can fit properly
into anything of Yuuri’s without seriously risking ripping it
2) Yuuri tried to return the shirt he stole from Viktor all
those years ago but Viktor told him to keep it. At one point Yuuri ended up
wearing it out on one of their dates and Viktor was very distracted that whole
1) The morning after the end of chapter 14, Yuuri put on
Viktor’s skating jacket while he was wandering around the room waiting for
their breakfast room service to show up and Viktor was halfway stuck between
wanting to rip it off him (along with everything else that he was wearing) and
asking him to keep wearing it forever.
+1) One day they were at a competition and due to do an early morning press
conference they were really late because they slept in and just when everyone
thought it had been cancelled they both half-ran into the room trying to look
really cool and composed except they both had bed hair and Viktor was wearing
one of Yuuri’s shirts. It was just small enough on him that everyone got a
really good view and all the reporters thought it was better not to mention it
in case he decided to change
I lost my first boy. Little black haired beauty. He was a fighter, too. Tried to beat the fever that took him… It was years ago. Robert was crazed, beat his hands bloody on the wall. All the things men do to show you how much they care. The boy looked just like him. Such a little thing, a bird without feathers. They came to take his body away, and Robert held me, I screamed and I battled but he held me. That little bundle… they took him away and I never saw him again. Never visited the crypt, never. I pray to the Mother every morning and night that she return your child to you. Perhaps this time she’ll listen.
Hello! I really like your blog. Can I ask to write about how RFA + Saeran forgot about MC's birthday and missed it? If it's possible from their viewpoint.
Oh boy, that got so long, these are basically mini-fics, I’m just too lazy to take it out of the topics lolol. Hope you enjoy it! ^^
RFA + Saeran forgetting MC’s birthday
His new musical debuted that night, after it was over, he ran to the dressing room looking for you, but… you weren’t there?
He asked the staff if you were still in your seat, they said they didn’t even see you that night.
“Oh, she must be with Jaehee.” He texted both of you, none of you texted back. Weird…
He called you, nothing. He called Jaehee, she answered, but there was some loud music playing. “Jaehee, is MC with you?”
“WHAT??? ZEN, WHERE ARE YOU??? ARE YOU OUTSIDE???” she was yelling
“Outside where, Jaehee? Outside the theatre?” “WHAT??? ZEN, MC IS WORRIED, AREN’T YOU COMING???” he heard Yoosung yelling “BOO, WHAT KIND OF BOYFRIEND MISSES HER OWN GIRLFRIEND’S BIRTHDAY PARTY???YOU’RE MISSING IT, PRETTY BOY, THIS PARTAAAAY IS CRAZY” he sounded drunk
Then it hit him… SHIT! It was today! Your birthday!!! How could he forget that?
He saw you in the morning, you sounded so excited, but you were always so bubbly, he didn’t even notice you were especially excited that day. Oh god… just remembering your beautiful smile made his heart sink in guilty. Why didn’t you say anything?
“Wake up, Zen! She’s not like you to be bragging about her own birthday!” he thought. Yes, you were nothing like him at all, you were so sweet, so selfless… he was a selfish workaholic who abandoned her girlfriend in her first birthday with you! Ugh… he was the worst boyfriend ever!
His colleagues invited him to an after party, he declined. He needed to know where your party was happening… Calling you would be the most embarrassing and hurtful thing he could ever do!
Calling Jaehee seemed hopeless. Yoosung? Yeah, obviously not! Seven would tease him for not knowing where the party was. There was only one person discreet enough he could call… but it was Jumin fucking Han! God… asking that jerk a favor made him feel sick, but it was for MC… he would do anything for his precious girlfriend.
Jumin answered quickly, the music wasn’t too loud, he was probably a little away from the crowd, that antisocial freak! No… he needed to ask him a favor, it wasn’t the time to cuss him out. “Where are you? MC is concerned” he said in a monotone tone.
“I need to ask you something, but you have to promise me you won’t say anything! If you say something, I swear I’ll…” “You’re about to ask me a favor, yet you’re threatening me? How bold…” “LISTEN, YOU JERK! I get it, I’m an asshole, ok? I screwed up her birthday! You have no idea how much I regret it… I…” no, he could not do that talking with Jumin, pull yourself together! “I need to know the address of the party…”
“Are you serious? You really don’t know?” “Don’t make me feel worse, dude! I can do that by myself!” “I’m not doing it on purpose, I’m just reminding you of your irresponsibility… did you even get her a present?” “DUUUUUUDE! I TOLD YOU I COULD MAKE MYSELF FEEL WORSE! OH GOD!”
“Zen, pull yourself together, please. This is quite embarrassing for me too… think objectively, what can you do right now? There must be something…” Zen thought for a few seconds… there was something he could do!
“Hey, jerk! I thought of something! Tell me the address and I’ll take care of everything else! I just need a prop I saw backstage and…” “What do I get in return?” “DUDE, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?”
“I’m a business man, I need to know what will be my gain on this.” He could almost see the smirk on that son of a bitch’s face. “Fine! There’s something I can do along with my… surprise for MC. Give me the address and see for yourself.” “But…” “Just trust me on this one, ok? Now here’s what you need to do…”
You were dancing with Seven, he was making silly moves to make you laugh and distract you from your concern about your boyfriend.
Were you mad? Nah, why would you? It was his career after all… I mean, should you be mad about your boyfriend forgetting your birthday? The first one with you as a couple? Even if he couldn’t ditch work, he saw you in the morning, he should had said something! A day has fucking 24 hours, Zen! Calling you wouldn’t take more than a few minutes, for fuck’s sake. Yep, you were mad.
Seven stepped away from you a little, you looked like you were gonna punch someone. Then, he stared at the little stage on the nightclub, you followed his gaze and… what was Jumin doing up there?
“Is this thing on? Is it? Okay…” he said in the microphone, then he cleared his throat and took a piece of paper from his pocket “Yes, good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We gathered here today to celebrate our dear friend, MC’s birthday tonight.” A blue light showed up to your face as people applauded you, what was Jumin doing? This was so embarrassing…
“I sincerely hope it was a day of joy for you, MC, that you received all the love and affection from your friends and family. And… I hope you’re prepared right now… for the ultimate demonstration of love from your boyfriend.” You could hear people making “uuuhh…” sounds. “He made me say this tacky speech and, to quote him, ‘I apologize for being late, I’m selfish and I care too much about my image, that’s why I didn’t even consider not doing that musical today. However… to show you how much I love you and how sorry I am, I’m letting go of my image today, I’m even letting go of my pride and letting a jerk read my apologize for you.’ Oh… I’m, I’m the jerk right now. Interesting… anyway, enjoy your boyfriend’s gift, MC!” he got off the stage still muttering “How ungrateful…”
The nightclub staff carried a huge cake to the stage. Oh god… you knew where this was going, oh no… Yep. Your boyfriend came out of the cake wearing only underwear with a decorative bow on it and… freaking cat ears on his head.
Seven was laughing hard, Jaehee was feeling bold after a couple of drinks and took a lot of pictures, Yoosung was passed out on the corner and didn’t see anything, Jumin kept his head low trying not to let everybody see him chuckling, and you… were still a little mad, but it was impossible not to feel happy to see him (and maybe a little turned on)
So you just went up on that stage and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, he whispered “happy birthday” and you smiled softly, it was impossible not to smile right now.
“Yoosung, I let your green shirt on the hanger, oh, and be careful when you go to the bathroom, I think there’s something wrong with the lock… The roast beef is on the oven, don’t touch it! I’ll just go to the convenience store and see if they have that sauce we liked the other day, ok?”
“Mmmmhmm” he mumbled, staring at his laptop’s screen. You couldn’t bother wondering if he was really listening, you were in such a hurry to get everything done.
He didn’t know why you were running everywhere, it was just dinner! What was so special about this one?
He was just worried about this quest, there were so many rare items available right then.
He was done a few minutes later, he stretched his arms and let out a yawn. “MC?” you didn’t answer. “MC? Are you in the bathroom? I’m coming in…” he entered and the door closed behind him.
He yelped, scared. He tried to open the door a few times and got more and more tense as he realized he was really trapped inside the bathroom. His phone was on his bedroom. Shit…
He heard the living room’s door being open. “MC? MC, is that you?”
“Yoosung? Where are you?” “I’m trapped in the bathroom, I think there’s something wrong with the lock” “Yes, I know” “You knew? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“ I told you, Yoosung! You didn’t hear anything I said before I left?” “Where were you, anyways?” You sighed deeply. “Nevermind, Yoosung, let me call a locksmith and try to get you out of here before the night is completely ruined!”
Wow, you really sounded frustrated, this dinner was that important to you? Why?
“Oh, don’t worry, MC! I can always cook some fried rice really quick like I normally do.” “Well, isn’t that the point? Doing something different because tonight is special?”
“Oh, sure…” Why is tonight special? Think, Yoosung, think! “Yes, tonight is a very special day…for… us?”
You glared at the door as you could actually see him. “Yoosung? What day is today?” “Today? T-Today? Hum… Friday?”
“I knew it! I knew you weren’t listening to me earlier, I knew you didn’t know what day is today! Gosh, I’m so stupid! My friends tried to drag me to this bar, but no, I insisted on spending my birthday with my boyfriend!” OH FUCK!
M-MC! It’s today! Yeah!” “Yes, you could at least notice the presents that came, but you were too busy with that fucking game all day, right?” You were freaking terrifying when you swore, he was shivering
“MC, I don’t even know how to proper apologize right now, I’m so sorry! I… bought your present months ago and I guess I just… forgot?”
“Yes, Yoosung, you forget everything around you when you play that game! Seriously… I… I can’t believe the only way to make you listen to me is with you locked up like this… this is so… fucked up!” Another swear, another shiver! But what you said gave him an idea. “So… keep me like this…” “What?”
“Seriously, keep me like this! We can call the locksmith tomorrow morning. I don’t have my phone or computer with me, so all I can focus is your voice now. Tell me everything and I’ll listen.” “What are you saying? This is weird!”
“So let’s do it as a game! How about that: for every year of your life, you tell me something I should know about you? Silly things or meaningful things, you tell me everything and I’ll listen!” You were still hesitating, but… your boyfriend listening to you all night long? That was… sort of fun… you took a deep breath and sat in front of the bathroom door. You could not see each other, but that was better, so you wouldn’t feel embarrassed telling him… very intimate things. “Okay… fact number one about me…”
It was morning when you finished, you both were laughing because you told him funny things about you in high school. “Hey, MC?” “Yes, Yoosung?” “I know I’m late, but… happy birthday!” “Thank you, Yoosung… now let’s get you out of there” your voice got back to the sweet tone he loved so much, he knew he had to do a lot to make it up to you, but now… he was just relieved you didn’t sound mad, and he learned so much about you, this would be really useful later…
As soon as he was released, he rushed over you and planted a firm and passionate kiss in your lips, you’ve never seen him like this! “Thanks for your services, sir. Now if you’ll excuse us, I have to make my girlfriend’s dream number 18 come true!” he paid the guy, took your hand and leaded you to the bedroom.
She would never! I mean, NEVER EVER forget your birthday! As soon as you started dating, she marked the date on her calendar, she was prepared for this day months ago!
You probably knew she was planning everything, so it hit her. You KNEW, it would be no surprise for you at all! She never saw your surprised face before, she would love to see your eyes widening, your mouth opening in a gasp and then turning into a smile for her… oh… it must be so adorable!
You always complimented her diligence, her ability to plan something at every detail, but now… she just wanted not to be like that, at least for one day, your day… she had to surprise you somehow!
So she thought… what if she pretended to forget your birthday? And when the day was almost ending, she would surprise you with something very romantic and special? It would be so bold and unexpected of her, she couldn’t wait to show you this side of her!
It was harder than she thought. When the day came, she kept holding back all the hugs she wanted to give you, the urge to say “Happy Birthday! I love you!”. God… you were looking at her as if you were expecting something! Those puppy eyes, ugh… somebody save her!
But she kept going through, it would all be worthy for both of you at the end of the day. “Jaehee, is there something you wanna say to me?” “Hum… you’re doing a good work today, MC!” “Jaehee, you have nothing to give me today?” “Oh yeah, I have you to give this receipt from the milk distributor, you forgot to sign here.” This was fucking torture!
You two closed the cafe in complete silence, she noticed you weren’t as excited as you were that morning. Your smile disappeared from your face as soon as the last customer left.
“So,MC, ready to head home?” “Oh, I… already have plans for tonight.” WHAT? “Oh… you do?” “Yeah, I’m gonna get some drinks with some friends.” “N-No! You can’t!” she said in a high and surprised tone. “Why not?”
“W-Well, because you… didn’t you say you were trying to quit drinking?” “I think you’re mistaking me with Zen, Jaehee…” SHIT!
“I’ll be back soon, you don’t have to wait me awake if you don’t want to.” Oh… your passive-aggressive tone, it gave her the creeps everytime you acted like that.
“Well, can I… can I go with you?” “Oh, it’s just a silly thing with some girls from college, I don’t think you would enjoy that much… but you’re more than welcome to come.” Yeah, you definitely didn’t want her to join you, you were PISSED
“So… I’ll go home just to take a shower and change, ok?” Oh no, the surprise! Time to move, Jaehee! “MC, YOU CAN’T GO!” you looked at her, surprised. Noticing you got a little scared, she lowered her voice “P-Please… don’t go…”
“Why not?” Think of something! Quick! “W-well, b-be-e-cause… I… I… I don’t like your friends, MC!” “What?” “Yes, you… act different after you see them, you get… immature and… annoying!” you could not believe this! Neither could she, what was she doing? When did everything get so out of control?
“Annoying?” you scoffed “Wow, okay… thanks for the note, Jaehee! I’ll… well, sorry to disappoint you, but I’ll go get annoying and immature with my friends tonight, at least they don’t forget my fucking birthday!” and you stormed out of the cafe. She was just… speechless, she could not think of a reaction right now.
She thanked God for the fact that the house you shared was not far from the cafe, she could reach you without a problem.
And she got home just in time to see the face she was craving so much to see, but… the tears weren’t a part of her fantasy. “MC? I… I’m so sorry. I… tried to make you a surprise, I thought it would be even surprising if I pretended I forgot your birthday, but now I see it was so childish of me. I’m really sorry, MC! I don’t hate your friends, I just said that to keep you away from the house, I think they’re great just like you, they’re funny and creative and… bold, like you! And… definitely not like me… I’m-”
You interrupted her with a intense yet sweet kiss, she was took by surprise, but quickly catched up with you. “Don’t talk about yourself like this, especially on my birthday…” “Yes, of course, MC, I’ll just say sweet things from now on…”
“You should start with a ‘Happy Birthday!’” you both laughed through your tears, you two looked so dork, it was so cute…
He didn’t really forgot, he just… miscalculated how long that business trip would last.
At least that’s what he told Zen over the phone when he called very angry and judgemental about missing his “so called precious girlfriend”. Jumin didn’t want to hear anything of this, mainly because he knew Zen was… ugh… right…
He wanted to call you, but was he really ready to listen your sad voice? Would he be able to handle it? His emotions were still a mysterious field, even if you were helping him through. But the things you said and did affected him on a very unpredictable way, so… calling you seemed reckless right now.
He would miss it, it was already set. He wouldn’t make in time. All that was left was trying to get you the most thoughtful and amazing gift and take some days off from work to make it up to you. Would it be enough?
But then… he saw the photos in the chatroom. MC and the other RFA members at a bar, it would be a cute friend’s photo if Zen WEREN’T THAT CLOSE TO YOU, WITH HIS ARM AROUND YOUR SHOULDER!!!
Jumin let out a low groan… this wasn’t right! It was supposed to be his arm around your shoulder… and probably not in that commoner’s bar. You deserved so much better on your birthday! You deserved… a better boyfriend…
He caught himself on his private jet, telling the pilot to get there asap. It was a good weather, this wouldn’t take long.
And it really didn’t, but now there was another problem… Driver Kim was not picking up his calls! What was he doing? Oh right… Jumin gave him some days off since he was on this business trip, only because MC insisted he needed some rest… he would feel aroused about all this irony if this wasn’t gettin in the way of something so important.
He took a cab, this driver didn’t feel reliable, but he was desperate. And the guy guaranteed he could get him to his destination in the shortest amount of time.
He just saw the light and heard a loud bang on the side of the cab… then everything got dark.
Zen gave you a ride to the hospital on his bike. He was mad, but tried to stay collected to not make you feel more nervous. Jaehee, Seven and Yoosung were already there. Zen and Jaehee wanted to go with you, you insisted on going alone and Seven convinced everybody this was the best right then.
“Don’t talk! Don’t even try using your smothering words to make me forget what you did, Jumin Han! What were you thinking? Are you insane?” Silence… “ANSWER ME!”
“You… said you didn’t want me to talk…” he said with his usual calm tone, but in the inside he was terrified, you seemed… not like yourself at all. “Jumin, I swear to God I’ll slap this handsome face of yours and give this hospital a reason to keep you here for a while, don’t test me right now!” you were so scary! And sexy… no, FOCUS, JUMIN!
“I didn’t want to miss your birthday, it didn’t seem right…” “So what? How getting on an unlicensed cab fit into this? Oh my god… do you have any idea how panicked I got when the hospital called me?” you were trying to compose yourself “Why did you get back? I was ok with your business trip getting longer than planned…” “I… saw the photo in the chatroom, you and… Zen…” oh, he should not have mentioned that, you were losing it again.
“Zen? You were worried about Zen? Oh my god, Jumin! What the fuck is wrong with you? What were you thinking? Seriously, I want to know how your brain works! Did you really think I was cheating on you?”
“I WASN’T THINKING, MC! I was… I don’t know what’s gotten into me, I saw the photo and I just knew I had to be there with you. That’s what happens, I don’t… think when it’s about you, I just… feel.”
“Jumin, I made myself very clear about using sweet talk right now…” “But it’s the truth, I swear! MC, I love you, I want to be with you at every special moment of your life.” “And do you think this is a special moment? You in a hospital bed making me feel so terrified of losing you? On my fucking birthday, Jumin?” your voice was breaking, and then came the tears.
“I’m sorry for making you worry, MC. I was childish and imprudent, and I should do better when it concerns you, us… I’m… really sorry… and this feels completely inappropriate, but… happy birthday…” you sighed heavily and gave up, being angry wouldn’t take you anywhere. Your boyfriend was alive, just a few scratches here and there, and you were together! You curled up to him on the bed, then you just… talked.
“Did you really came here on Zen’s bike? Did you wear a helmet? Did you… put your arms around him?” “Jumin, Zen is the least of your problems right now, just wait till we get home.” again… so terrifyingly sexy… it felt strange hearing these things instead of saying it for once.
You two were not on speaking terms right now, it was a pretty bad fight, although now he didn’t really remember how and why it started. It was something about one of his pranks? About him going too far? Yes, it was something like this…
Anyways, he didn’t feel like apologizing, you were probably overreacting, soon you would come to your senses and talk to him again.
But this was taking too long, he haven’t heard from you for almost a week, were you that mad? The RFA members were refusing to talk about this, this was between you two, he should solve this if it was bothering him so much.
He got out of his office for the first time in three days and heard someone in the living room. It was you? Were you finally back? Hum, no… it was Saeran. And he was… wrapping this box on a shiny red wrapper?
“Hey bro, whachu doing?” “What do you think I’m doing? Wrapping this gift, you fool! MC’s favorite color is red, right?” “Yes, it is… is this for MC?” “No, is for the pope… of course it is for her!”
“Why?” “Quit shitting around and go get ready, we’re gonna be late!” “Late for what, Saeran? What’s going on?” “MC’s party! Seriously, did you bang your head or something?” “Party, why is she having a party?” he felt a little hurt you were throwing parties while you two were fighting like that.
“Wait… did you really forget?” “What? What did I forget?” “Holy fuck! You really forgot your girlfriend’s birthday!” “What? No, I didn’t! Her birthday is in a few months, bro!” “Hum, no ‘bro’, it’s today!”. Saeyoung scoffed: “No, it isn’t! Come on… I checked every information about her when we met, there’s no way I would forget the day she was born!” “Well, check again, you probably messed up the informations in your stupid brain.” He was starting to get mad at Saeran for doubting him, he was the one messing it up! So he went to check your background history and yes, your birthday was… your birthday was… shit! TODAY!
“Oh Lord! Oh Lord! Oh Lord!” he started panicking and running in the house. How could he forget? He was so adamant about you apologizing he didn’t even notice that day was coming? What a selfish asshole he was! “Oh my God, Saeran! I’m so screwed!” “Yep…”
“Don’t ‘yep’ me! Help me! I need to do something!” “Exactly, YOU need to, don’t get me involved in this, you were the one who screwed up, just apologize to her already!” “This isn’t enough! I, Saeyoung Choi, need to come up with something as special and amazing as my lady. And you were gonna help me! This is a mission for the Choi boys!” “I asked you a million times not to call us that…”
He came with a plan and headed with his brother to your place. When he got there, he noticed it wasn’t a big party, it was more like an intimate reunion with RFA and your closest friends. Hum… he was expecting something big as his surprise, but this would do, anyways.
Saeran cleared his throat and gathered everybody’s attention. “MC, my brother is an asshole and he wants to ‘apologize’. Enjoy this freak show and happy birthday!” he said in a monotone tone as turning the music on.
And then Saeyoung came out of your bedroom lip syncing “Birthday” by Katy Perry in a full cosplay of her. Nobody was in shock because, well… they already knew your boyfriend, you got embarrassed when you looked at your parents watching that. When he finished, people weren’t sure if they should clap or not.
“I’m so sorry, MC! I’m such a prick for not talking to you and there’s nothing I could say right now to make it up to you, so I did this. If I can’t be mature enough, at least I can make you laugh, and… I believe it was the great american artist Katy Perry who said ‘So make a wish! I’ll make it like your birthday every day!’. Happy birthday, MC! I love you!”
“Oh, Saeyoung…” you were crying and leaned to him, he was waiting for a kiss, but you went to his ear and whispered: “Got you!” He looked at you puzzled as Zen and Yoosung unrolled a banner where it could read “You got pranked, brah!”
“MC, what’s happening?” “I was mad at you because of that bad prank you pulled on me last week, so I decided to take some revenge. I told everybody to come here today to pretend it was my birthday, so it would look like you forgot it.” “But your background history… the date…” “Saeran took care of this for me. You’re not the only hacker in the family, right?” he looked at Saeran, he just raised his glass with a smirk. “Oh, and putting Katy Perry as one of my interests was his idea too. I had no idea you were going to show up like this… guess he knows you a little better than I do”
“Oh… my… God! I… I… ” he looked shocked, almost hurt, now you were wondering if you went too far… but the truth was… he was so happy you and his brother were getting along, even teaming up to make something for him, even if it was to make him look like a fool, he didn’t mind, he was just… really happy “I LOVE YOU TWO SO MUCH!” and he pulled you and Saeran in a tight hug.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” he was cursing and pacing back and forth ever since he saw the calendar, it was today! How could he forget?
Truth be told, he had one of his episodes last night, when that happened, he would lost his sense of time and place. This would be even worse when you weren’t around to calm him down, and why weren’t you around? Oh yeah, you were planning your birthday party, yeah, that one he refused to help with because ‘it was lame’ as he told you over the phone. Oh god…He was the worst, wasn’t he?
He got out of his bedroom and went looking for Saeyoung, but all he found was a note. “Helping MC, party starts at 9 pm at her place, don’t be late! P.S.: Call her, bro. Love, Saeyoung” he rolled his eyes, but this was kind of useful. Except for that piece of advice about calling you. How could he? He didn’t talk to you all day and you would notice right away the reason the disappeared, and you would be worried, his brother would hear about this and they both would feel guilty for leaving him alone and… he hated to see your concerned expression, it was too much painful.
At least he bought a nice gift, it was a simple bracelet, but he knew you should have it when he saw you looking at it that day you two went to shopping. Now he just needed to take a quick shower and find some decent clothes. He still had time, right? WRONG!
It was already 10 pm! How could he lost notion of time that much? He felt like shit! Your place was pretty far from Saeyoung’s bunker, it would take at least a half hour to get there by train. What about by car?
He went to the garage and took one of his brother’s car, Saeyoung woudn’t like this, but he didn’t give a shit right now. It was all about you!
He was a little rusty from driving, but still knew the basics, like… stopping and… most important, accelerating! And boy, did he speed it up
He muttered a “fuck! What now?” when he saw the police car reflected on the rearview mirror.
Yeah, he knew he had to stop, this guy wouldn’t get off his back.
“Documents, sir?” “Shit! I don’t… I don’t have it right now!” “Sir, are you aware that you were much faster than the speed limit?” “Yeah, look… I’m just trying to make it to my girlfriend’s party, I’m pretty late and…” “Sir, I’m gonna have to ask you to get out of the car…” “What? Fuck! No!” “Sir, please… I don’t want to use force!” “Well, I don’t want to use force either, so just get the fuck away!” “Sir, calm down a little and…” “No! Don’t tell me what to do, your asshole! I know my rights!” “So you know you have the right to remain silent, you are arrested for contempt of authority, just come with me calmly or I’ll charge you for resisting to prison too.” FUCK! He didn’t even mind about this, all he could think of was you… and how disappointed you would be right now
You and Saeyoung came to the police station, neither of you said anything, you two were too scared. Saeran could not have a criminal record, nobody should know about this, what if his father found out? That’s what you two were thinking, but were too scared to say it out loud. “Me and Jumin are taking care of this, don’t worry, nobody will know a thing. At least I managed to not let him get locked up, so he’s in the interrogation room. Go talk to him but make it quick, okay?” you nodded, you didn’t know what to say
He took a quick glance at you and lowered his head, he could not look you in the eye right now. “I… I know you’re mad, ok? I’m sorry! I was just… trying to get to your place, I didn’t know I was so late, you know what happen when I have… those panic attacks, and… I should’ve called you, my stupid brother was fucking right, I can’t believe it! I feel so shitty right now, MC! I can’t believe I’m putting you to this on your own birthday, I’m such a piece of shit! I… I… don’t deserve you at all. I’m…”
You interrupted him with a hug. He was handcuffed, but oh did he want to hug you back… even if he knew he didn’t deserve it… “I was so worried about you…” were you… crying? Oh no… “You can’t do this to me, Saeran! That cop had a gun! What if he… oh, I don’t even want to say it!” Wait! Weren’t you mad? You were… worried…? For him?
“A – Aren’t you… mad?” “Of course I’m mad! But I’m more relieved to see you’re ok, I love you so much! You know that?”
“Yes, of course I know, MC. And I hate to see you like this because of me, you should be smiling today, no, not just today, everyday!” “So don’t get into trouble because of me, you dork!” oh, you called him dork, you were calming down… “I won’t, I swear! Me being safe will be your birthday gift! This and… this.” He pointed to the little box in his pocket. “They took everything from me, but I woudn’t let they take this… Happy Birthday, MC! I mean… as happy as can be…”
You laughed and took the box out of his pocket, you opened, looked at him and kissed him in a sloppy and desperate way. “Okay, break it off you two! This isn’t a motel room!” The cop interrupted getting in the room. “You must know some important people, fella. You’re getting away with a clean file.” “So I’m free to go?” “Yep, let me just get you out of these handcuffs and you can escort your lady.”
“Oh, he better do much more than escort me when we’re out of here. Oh, and don’t feel too comfortable about getting rid of these handcuffs, you’ll be back to them as soon as we get home, maybe I have a pair that matches my new bracelet?” the look in your eyes… he could tell you weren’t kidding. This was a huge turn on, but he wasn’t really used to you playing this role, so he wasn’t sure what to expect… “Can you keep me arrested here for tonight, officer? I feel I’ll be safer around here.
random but always relevant: you know how a lot of people go on about how viktor speaking russian in bed with yuuri would make him blush and be such a kink (which yes, same, and very important lol), but what about yuuri speaking japanese, either if it just slips out or if viktor asks him to, i just can't at yuuri whining 'kimochii' ('that feels good') or 'hayaku!' ('faster!') etc, as viktor tries not to come just from hearing yuuri's whimpering voice *eyes emoji*
On that first plane ride to Hasetsu, Victor split his time between telling the lovely old woman sitting across the aisle from him about how he was on his way to find the love of his life and tripping over his own tongue while he sounded out the words in the Russian-to-Japanese dictionary he’d picked up at the airport. The pages were crammed with chaos: alphabets broken and bent into new shapes, words that had fifty different characters with one meaning, L’s rolling into unfamiliar R’s that barely found purchase in his mouth. When he finally saw Yuuri, the declaration the kind woman on his flight had helped him prepare—Iしてるの君—had turned tail and fled, leaving him to take the coward’s way out by switching to English and rattling off something about being Yuuri’s coach. That night, ensconced in his little room, he read his dictionary from cover to cover by the light of his phone, whispering every word aloud until the first rays of Japanese morning crept in to goad him into getting off his ass and trying again.
His trusty dictionary has seen some things; its pages are crinkled and ripped, dogeared into deformity, and the cover threatens to just up and disintegrate if he so much as looks at it wrong. It’s been his only line of defense the past year, a wrecking ball wielded in the face of countless cultural barriers, and he knows it so well that he could probably recite every single word by page number and line. Except one.
Summary: You just started a new job as the assistant to the CEO of a big company. Turns out the CEO is your high school crush…
A/N: This is my fic, I’m just re-posting it on my sideblog.
This is it, you thought as you walked up to the impressive building of your new company. It’s your first day on the job working at the company of your dreams. You look up, slightly intimidated by the sheer size of it all, and the expectations of your role. You take a deep breath and continue walking in, shiny new employee pass around your neck. You step into the crowded elevator and wait impatiently for it to take you up to the 20th floor. You step out into the reception area, and walk up to the desk.
“Hi, I’m y/n; it’s my first day here and I’m supposed to meet up with Mr. Kim?” you say, unsure if your information is correct.
“Hi y/n, I’m Ava. Welcome to Park Enterprises. Have a seat, Mr. Kim will be here shortly.” she says with a smile. You return her smile and take a seat, and wait. Two minutes later, a tall, lean, handsome man walks through the door.
“Y/n?” You stand up and walk to him, offering your hand. “Hi, I’m Namjoon. I’ll show you around and get you settled.” He shakes your hand firmly, offering you a warm, adorable dimpled smile. “Follow me.”
You sat at Pop’s alone in the back booth stirring your strawberry milkshake, watching it melt slowly. You wouldn’t be able to tell people how long you’ve been sitting here, or how many times the cute frail waiter asked if you needed anything else. All you could think of was Archie.
Archie with his stupid soft hair and gorgeous face. The same Archie that was in a secret relationship with the seductress of a music teacher Miss Grundy. The same Archie that told you, his best friend, all his secrets. Or so you thought, considering you were the last person to find out what was happening with Miss Grundy.
You had received a text from Betty asking if you would be in the same class now that Grundy was gone, and she was the one to break the news to you. She too was shocked that Archie hadn’t told you. She was the only one you had talked to in the past couple of hours while you skimmed through your thoughts.
You heard the door open and felt a chill against your feet. You heard the voice of the last person you wanted to see right now.
“Y/N, thank God you’re okay! We’ve been looking everywhere for you.” Archie spoke and slid in the booth across you. You crossed your arms and sat straight.
“I thought you were nice. I thought we were best friends.” You muttered, looking dead into his deep brown eyes. You had to quickly look away, because your heart began to race. You couldn’t let those eyes distract you from what you had to say.
“We are best friends, Y/N. Where is this coming from?” he questioned, leaning forward onto his elbows. He furrowed his brows and looked as though he was trying to read your mind.
“Why did I have to hear from Betty that you were sexing up with Miss Grundy?” you snapped and started sipping your melted milkshake.
“Why are you so mad about this? I don’t think you need to know every detail about my life, Y/N.” he scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“We tell each other everything, Arch. What the hell, you know every damn thing about me. You even know when I had my fir-” you were cut off by Archie slamming his hand on the table. It startled you and you felt your words crushed in your throat.
“Yeah well, you tell me that on your own. I never asked! Shit, Y/N, you aren’t my parent or my girlfriend (or boyfriend, you know). Butt out of my life for once, just because your love life is shit doesn’t mean you can tell me how to run mine!” he stopped at once, looking up at you. You felt warmth on your cheeks and you ran the back of your hand over them.
“This is bullshit, Archie. I’m not going to sit here and have you yell about me caring for you. You know how much you mean to me, and yet you cut deeper and deeper. You know why my love life is shit, Arch. It’s because I love you too much to even give anyone else a second of my attention!” Without thinking you grabbed your now completely melted shake and threw it on him, tinting his face pinker than it already was. You grabbed your backpack and flung it over your shoulder as you ran for the door.
You felt a cool, sticky hand grab yours and pull you back. You ripped your hand from his grip and wiped your eyes again.
“Don’t touch me! Don’t look at me!” You shouted at him.
“Come on Y/N/N, I’m sorry! Please.” He pleaded.
“Get away from me! And stay the hell away from me, I’m not joking.” You cried out and ran the rest of the way home.
“I’ve gotta get to bed babes, I have a test tomorrow,” Veronica whispered over the phone. You sighed and looked at the clock. It was 2:47 in the morning.
“Sorry to keep you up Ronnie, love you.” You smiled weakly and hung up the FaceTime call after she blew a kiss to you.
You turned off your bedside lamp and pulled the blankets closer around you. As you started drifting to sleep, your phone illuminated the room. You lifted it and saw a text.
From Archiekins - You still awake?
You did the first thing that came to mind, send him a picture of your middle finger raised. You locked the phone and slammed it on your bedside table. A few minutes later you heard a scratching at the window.
‘That son of a bit-’ Your thoughts were cut off when Archie flung himself in your room wearing just a pair of tight grey sweatpants.
“You idiot, you’re going to get a cold.” You scolded and threw your blanket at him. It was your habit, to take care of him. He grabbed it and walked over to your bed. He plopped himself on ‘his’ side of the bed and draped the fabric over the both of you.
“I’m sorry. I was being inconsiderate. I was rude. I don’t know why you deal with me.” He looked up at the dark ceiling. His hand found yours under the blanket and he grabbed it with trembling fingers.
“I don’t either.” You whispered, and wrapped your fingers around his, “Why didn’t you tell me? Be honest, Arch.”
“I knew it would break you. I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you that deeply, and I went and did it anyway.” His leg started shaking, a nervous habit he’s had forever. You had no response, you just sat in the dark. You sat there for five minutes before you cracked.
“Sit still, for the love of all that is holy.” You moved and draped your body over his, “You know how nervous you make me when you’re nervous.”
You looked down into his dark eyes, barely visible in the night. You felt your heartbeat quicken and you tried to calm yourself. You had already told him how you felt, you didn’t need to physically show him as well.
His now warm hand rubbed your upper back in slow circles. It crawled up and settled on your neck, giving you goosebumps. He pulled himself up and pushed his lips against yours. Your breath stopped all together and he quickly pulled back.
“Oops, you slipped.” He tried to joke with you.
“Archie, don’t.” You warned and sat up straight, still straddling his body.
“I love you. And don’t think I’m messing with you now because of what has happened. I’ve always loved you. Betty swore she thought you knew and Veronica and Kevin said they can smell the tension from a mile away. Honestly, Y/N/N, I love you. It took me almost losing you completely to finally tell you.” He told you, taking in deep breaths.
“You’re a loser, Archie Andrews.” You smiled at him in the dark.
“I’m your loser though, Y/N Y/L/N.” He pulled your lips back to his and you pushed your hands against his bare chest.
You grinned to yourself as you tucked the blanket tighter around Archie. He sneezed and groaned.
“Told you you’d catch a cold, you loser.”
Please give feedback, this is my first time writing in a loooong time. xo
I spent Friday attending
professional panels for the comics industry, which probably deserves a
post of its own, but I don’t think anyone is interested in me talking
shop. But Saturday was devoted to Agents of SHIELD stuff with
Iain and Liz. I had an amazing time and so many awesome things happened. Truly it was the best con experience I’ve ever had and, as @bigfunnywords (HEY Tumblr finally let me tag you!) said, I lived my best life. I’ll try to do the tl;dr version but this will probably get long.
Putting the rest behind a cut for your scrolling convenience.
“A few years ago, Robert Downey Jr. and his wife were fans of ‘Happy Endings’ and they called me to come in to meet with them. When I got there, Robert was like, ‘I want to create a web presence.’ And I was like, ‘Why? You definitely don’t need to do that.’ And he was like, ‘Well, I want to anyway.’ So I was in charge of coming up with crazy ideas for him to do on the web. Uh, he did none of them. And then he put me in [Iron Man 3] from that, which was awesome.”
Since then, now, he’ll still text me if something good happens to me and he sees it. He’ll text me in the middle of the night. Like weird stuff. Like, if he saw a movie of mine or something, he’ll text me like, ‘Hey it’s your Big Papa here … You did an exquisite job. You didn’t push. You didn’t pull. You pulled it right down the middle. Home run. Over and out.’ And you’re like, ‘What the hell is going on?’
First of all, it’s like 4:00 in the morning and god knows where Iron Man is. And it’s bizarre and you know, I get these pretty frequently! The only thing I did say to him once was, one time we were in a meeting in his house and he walked downstairs in, no joke, what looked to be a maternity dress. It was 11am and he rolls downstairs in a maternity dress and a giant Rasta hat. He’s eccentric, you know!
That was the one time where I was like, ‘You know you look insane, right?’ And he goes, ‘Do I?’”
Aah, thank you @adamparishe! Hope this will do haha! Sorry if there’s any spelling / punctuation mistakes I hammered it out quite quickly… Anyway;
5) Isak x Even: Things you didn’t say at all -
Winter is starting to settle in again. The cold seeping through the thin windows of the flatshare, the hours of light getting shorter and shorter. It’s been almost a year since he first saw Even. Almost a year since kosegruppe, since the bathrooms where Even stole all the paper towels and still managed to make Isak like him.
Even spends most nights in Isak’s bed, now. Wakes up with him in the mornings, crowds him into the bed in the evenings. Even at night is all long limbs and blanket thievery, and Isak wouldn’t change it for anything. Couldn’t imagine having it any other way.
Isak can’t remember the last time he saw Even go home; he’s with Isak enough that he has his own drawer in the chest, and his own space in the cupboards. Seeing it all - seeing the space that Even has carved out in Isak’s life - still makes Isak’s chest contract with something he doesn’t have a name for.
Well, that’s not quite true.
Isak has a name for it, lodged in the back of his throat at any given point. I love you, he thinks. I love you, I love you, I love you.
There was a soft knock at my apartment door and my friend Julia kicked me in bed, “Get the door,” She muttered, “Pro'ly your boyfriend.”
I took my time getting out of bed and Harry knocked again. I swung the door open and barely looked at him before climbing back into bed.
"Hey,” Harry said, scanning the room full of scattered alcohol bottles all at various stages of emptiness, “Heard you had a rough night.”
“Don’t talk so loud.” I said and pulled the covers over my head. I felt the bed shift as he sat down and rubbed a hand down my back. I sighed and pulled the covers down so I could see him and he was smiling slightly at me, a bit of sympathy in his eyes. “Can you hold me for a bit?”
Idk if anyone had said this yet (literally just woke up and saw the cover) but the very first thing it made me think of was "red sky at night, sailors delight. red sky in morning, sailors take warning." Lots of my extended family sail and that's a super common phrase about what to expect in terms of how rough the weather will be. (Also *cough* nautical imagery *cough*)
When someone asked me if it was morning or night that was actually the first thing I thought of too. Not sure if it’s related, but I definitely thought of it. And we know they love a good nautical reference…..