Summary: Isaac ((Y/N)’s current boyfriend) meets (Y/N)’s ex boyfriend and really doesn’t like him all that much.
I close my locker after grabbing out the folders that I needed to do homework in tonight. I was already over school and it was the first day.
“Hey there” I jumped as I heard the voice.
“Oh my god. Oliver?!” I squeal and hug him. “I haven’t seen you in like… 3 years?” He hugged me back and we laughed of pure joy. “What are you doing here?”
“I thought I’d come and give my girl a visit” He winked.
“What was that, buddy?” I turned around and saw Isaac with his arms crossed and a slight glare on his face.
“Oh, uh Oliver. This is Isaac- “
“Her boyfriend” He says and sarcastically smiles at Oliver before unwrapping him arms and swinging one around my shoulder. He pulls me in close to his side and I can feel his heart beat and his muscles tensing.
“Nice to meet you, Isaac. I’m Oliver.” Oliver sticks out a hand ready to shake Isaac’s but gets no response.
“Yeah, I know who you are. Look, whatever you and (Y/N) had in the past; its over and she’s with me now.” Oliver giggles at Isaac.
“Mate, you’ve got no idea. I’ll catch you later (Y/N)”. Oliver smiles and walks away.
“What is wrong with you?!” I turn to Isaac and slap him on the arm softly.
“I’m sorry, did you want him flirting with you?” Isaac glared at me. I broke out into a laugh which only angered him more. “Oh, come on (Y/N). He called you ‘his girl’. And he kept looking you up and down!”
“Oh, did he now?” Isaac rolled his eyes and began to walk off until I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “Isaac. He’s gay. That’s why we broke up. He likes guys. He was probably looking you up and down - which I may have to tell him off about. Only I can do that.” I smirk and wrap my arms around his neck and lean in for a kiss. “I’ll catch you later then. Pick me up at 8?” I winked as I walked off. Gosh he’s an idiot… but I love him anyway.
This ones a little shorter than usual. I thought that I’d done a few serious imagines so it was time for a more light hearted one. And who better than Daniel Sharman who I actually met around this time last year! Such a kind and funny dude. I was giggling just thinking about him doing this. If anyone wants to ask me about my experience hanging out with him just hmu. He’s a bit of a dork if I’m honest ahahaha xx
@chocobro-hijinks You mentioned physical descriptions, but I can do you one better with some quick doodles that kinda give a rough idea of how they look in my mind. c: Plus some more detailed notes about the boys too~
He’s probably a tall kid, maybe at about 6′3″ in height. Noctis was surprised that he grew so tall, but Luna’s happy that she has such a strong and fit boy.
He’s got a bit more of a stocky build with a surprising amount of muscles, working out mostly on the same routine as his bodyguard. Has to stay fit and be able to defend himself as well, after all.
He got an issue with a cow-lick that he just can’t get rid of. He hates it, but the ladies dig it, at least.
He wears a necklace given to him by his childhood sweetheart. They’ve known each other for ten years now, but have been ‘dating’ for about three.
He’s got awful vision, so he’s required to wear glasses at all times.
He wears long sleeved shirts usually, mostly because of an anxiety habit of clawing at his arms when he’s stressed.
He’s actually the shortest of the boys, standing roughly at about 5′9.” Maybe a little on the shorter side, but he wears a heeled boot to make himself look taller.
Working out? PSSH. Who the heck has time to work out? He refuses to train with the Amicitia, deciding to do other things with his time. He’d rather find ‘alternative calorie burners’ to help him get his work outs (wink wink).
He’s got piercings on his lip, eyebrow, ears, left nipple, and belly button. Some of them Noctis and Luna don’t know about, but he does a good job hiding them. He also has a tattoo of bahamut on his right thigh, another thing hidden.
He’s got an nasty scar on his neck from a fight he got into at one point, so he usually wears a choker around it to hide it.
He’s a natural blonde, but dyed his hair just so he could see what he’d look like with navy hair instead. He also likes splashing in different colors for the fun of it.
He’s the only brother to be left-handed.
He’s taller than the middle brother, but not the eldest. He’s about 6′0″ exactly without a heel like his middle brother.
He’s well-toned for a kid who doesn’t train with the Amicitia. He’s got okay arm muscles, but alot of his power comes from his leg muscles from his days playing football/soccer.
He’s the only one of the brothers who doesn’t wear Crownsguard attire. He asked before if he could, but he was told no and to just focus on school instead. He dresses the most casually out of the other brothers, liking sweatpants, sneakers, and hoodies alot.
Because of the blond hair and blue eyes, he’s sometimes confused as the Argentum boy, so growing up with him, the two boys became really good friends over their similar appearance.
He’s got a really bad shoulder from protecting his brother in a fight, resulting in a really bad injury that never quite healed right. He doesn’t mind it, but he’s not really able to do much heavy lifting anymore.
He’s extremely ticklish, so that’s why he wears turtlenecks or high-collared shirts.
Reader decides it’s best to go outside for some fresh air.
This is the second part of a pick your own story i’m try second part Dean version part one is here
Reader X Dean
Standing up I look at the door and slowly head toward it still dizzy. I open it the cool misty air quickly rushing around me. I smile feeling better already. I walk out and close the door. Holding the side of the building I take a deep breath feeling my stomach doing flips.
“Darlin’, you alright?” Asks a familiar voice making me look up to see Dean standing there. Judging by his wet hair he has been out here for a while most likely packing the car.
“Mmmhmm I’m okay.”
“Lair.” He says patting Baby’s hood it only a few feet from me.
“Come sit down I got some food should still be warm.” He says going to the front seat pulling out a white paper bag.
“Well warmish.” He says digging in it and handing me a breakfast burrito.
“You really know how to treat a lady.” I say smiling and taking it from him.
A/N:Thank you for those who are following the story and the one that gave my previous two chapters likes and re-blogs. I really appreciate it! I didn’t think anyone would read it, but I am pleasantly surprised. So thank you very much for that again! Without further ado, I hope you enjoy the story! (Again, I apologize in advance for any grammatical mistakes in my stories.)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: None Word count: 3,043 Summary: Reader and Bucky doesn’t get along well after his marriage to Rosaline. Will her friendship with Bucky last or will they crumble and fade?
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I haven’t laughed this much since Bucky’s engagement party.
“I swear! His white boy’s ass was running with 90 degrees arms on his sides like a robot.” Sam says as he re-enacts the way Steve runs. Bucky is swirling the drink in his hand, eyes staring out to somewhere in the crowd and lost in his own thought.
I clutch my stomach from the laughter, nearly spilling the drink in my hand. Steve only manage little chuckles, watching his friend do the exact opposite way of how he runs. It wasn’t weird to him.
“At least I actually run. Unlike you.” Steve answers. I place my hand over my mouth with my eyes shifting between both of them. Sam lets out a laugh before approaching Steve.
“You want me to show you how it’s done? I bet yo ass that even the Falcon can beat the American eagle any day!” Sam says while cracking his knuckles. Steve lifts his hands up before backing off, admitting defeat.
“Calm down, boys. Especially you, birdbrain.” I say, pushing Sam back a little by his shoulder. It did little to back him off since he is three times bigger than me. He crosses his arms over his chest.
“What about you? I bet you run like a kangaroo.” Sam says directly towards me with a mocking tone. I raise an eyebrow.
“Kangaroos don’t run. And I think I run quite normally compared to the both of you.” I say as Sam rolls his eyes. I look over towards Bucky to see if he is listening; of course not. I follow his gaze into the crowd. My chest tightens a little when I realize who he is looking at: Rosaline. I take a quiet deep breath.
“I bet you run like a robot too, Buck. Heck, you are a half robot yourself.” I call out to him. He turns his head to look at me with a small chuckle.
“Not that I know of. But I have to admit, Steve does run in a weird manner. Even when he was a kid. Right, punk?” He says while petting his hand on Steve’s shoulder. Steve rolls his eyes this time, getting a little tired of people making fun of the way he runs.
I watch as Steve and Bucky exchange laughter with each other at the statement Sam just made. The pain of the heartbreak is still there, but it is bearable now. After that night when Bucky was angry at me, I apologized to him the next day. He was still angry at me. But after a while, we are fine again. Not like what we used to be though, even lesser than that.
I missed seeing him laugh and smile. The way his hair falls down to his face when he leans down. The way his eyes stare at yours when you both talk. It helps with my acceptance process. I was also able to talk with Rosaline without feeling that physical pain in my chest. I even managed to visit their apartment without the need to bawl my eyes out when I get home.
“How are things with Rosaline, Frozone?” He directs the question to Bucky, catching my attention. A hint of red on his cheeks form before he steals a quick glance towards the laughing Rosaline by the couches.
“Great. She makes me happy. It is wonderful.” He answers, a little hesitant. When he talks about the things he loves, he gets shy. This side of him had always been adorable.
“Yeah, seems like you both are very happy together.” Steve says wrapping an arm around Bucky’s shoulder to pull him into a quick side hug. Bucky only let out a small laugh.
To see Bucky so happy, it does make my heart light up. The twinkle in his eyes, the sweet smile, and the shy voice: all had been traits of Bucky that I missed the most. I’m happy to get to see them again. Steve glances over at me. I replied to him with a smile. A very genuine one.
“Have you done the dirty?” Sam asks straights out, making me choke on my drink. Steve nudges Sam, signalling him to shut up. Bucky’s face turns into a playful one.
That answer somehow made something rip inside my heart.
“So a baby might pop out soon, huh? You and Steve should plan that out. Both of your children will be friends like you both were. I bet Sharon and Rosaline don’t mind.” Sam adds. The thought made my head spin. Looks like I was wrong into thinking that I was already accepting their marriage after all.
“Y/N! Come here.” Sharon calls out for me. I breathe out a sigh of relief.
“Be right back.” I say to them before heading over to her. Thank God, Sharon. I can hear Steve and Sam laughing as I make my way through the crowd. Perhaps it was good that I left. I don’t know how I’ll handle the rest of that conversation.
When I arrived at the couches, Sharon was with Rosaline and a man I’ve never seen before. I held my breath when I finally saw his face.
“Y/N, this is Richard, my step-brother. He recently moved here to find a job.” Rosaline introduces him to me as her brown eyes sparkle under the light. When my eyes caught with his, I feel little butterflies flutter around in my stomach. He was extremely good looking.
Dark brown hair, green eyes, tan skin and a very sexy jaw line.
“H…Hi, Richard, nice… uh, a pleasure meeting you. I’m Y/N.” I stutter a little while holding my hand out to shake his. He gives me the warmest and sweetest smile I’ve ever seen. And I thought Bucky’s smile was the sweetest.
“The pleasure is all mine, Y/N. I heard a great deal about you from these two ladies.” He says charmingly.
His voice melts my very core. I blush at the statement as he pulls my hand up to leave a sweet kiss on the back of it. I can feel my insides shake at the elegant gesture. His lips feels soft and warm against my skin.
“I hope they said nothing bad about me.” I joke, keeping my eyes glued on him.
“Well, that’s that, I need to check on the cake. Richard, why don’t you chat with Y/N? Come, Sharon.” Rosaline winks at me before pulling Sharon off the couch. Sharon just smiles before trailing after Rosaline.
I watch them disappear out into the kitchen while still trying to make sense of that little wink Rosaline just delivered to me. Now here I am, sitting alone with this man I had just met. My heart beats fast as I sink deeper into the couch with my drink still in my hand.
This is so awkward. I don’t deal well with new people by myself. Especially when that person is extremely hot. I grip onto the glass in my hand a little tight, unsure of how to start a conversation with this man.
“You work at the Avengers Headquarters, as Rosy says?” He begins, sipping on the glass of wine in his hand. I didn’t try to make eye contact with him, not when I’m alone. I just feel like I will make a fool of myself at any second if I do.
“Yeah, I manage files mostly. Keeping the system organized in the missions division.” I answer, keeping my eyes down at my feet.
“They must depend on you a lot then. You work hard, don’t you?” He asks. I let out a small laugh still my eyes glued to my shoes. But I do manage a few glances every now and then. He is handsome after all; I can’t miss this chance.
“No, I just keep things organized more than anything really. That’s all.” I say, glancing up at him. I catch his green eyes in mine. My heart skips a beat.
“Hm, how long have you been working there?” He asks, still keeping a strong grip on my gaze. I play with my hair, straightening it out; it was a little tangled.
Oh God, wait, how do I even look like, right now? My eyes shift around the room to see if I can get a reflection of myself anywhere. Is my hair okay? Is it tangled and weird? Is my face clean? Is there a little chocolate stain on the side of my lips when I ate that chocolate earlier? Is there boogers in my nose?
“Y/N?” I jump at his voice.
“Ye…Yes?” I say looking at him. He raises an eyebrow. So cute.
“I asked you a question.” His chuckle is so warm and sweet, like hot chocolate.
“O…Oh yeah. Urr, I’ve been working there for four years.” I say. My voice is a little shaky. Oh God, such an impression I’m leaving on this man. He lets out a small laugh. I look at him surprised.
“Sharon told me that you can be very shifty and nervous around new people.” He says, looking right through me. I turn back to the glass in my hand, embarrassed at his statement. Gosh, I’m an idiot.
“Just relax and don’t be shy. I’m a laidback kind of guy.” He says, leaning into me a little. I look at him, catching his eyes in mine again. Stunning. This man is utterly beautiful. So beautiful it made me forget all about my heartbreak when Bucky slipped that ring on Rosaline’s finger.
I take a deep breath before managing a smile. Right. I should just take it easy with this. We ended up talking that whole night after I finally manage to grow comfortable around him.
Both getting excited when either of us mentioned the things we like. Like our love and interest for musicals, the different books and the types of music among others. Agreeing with each other on certain things we disagree upon and debating on the ones we do have different views on.
It was like out of a book. Meeting someone who just seems to understand everything we say and feel. I had forgotten where I was after being so deep in a conversation with him. It felt like we were the only ones in the room despite the other twenty different people there.
I was happy and excited. We both had an instant connection. But, all the while we were conversing, I could not shake the feeling of someone watching us from far.
People started leaving at around eleven at night. I step outside in the small garden to get some fresh air after Rosaline called Richard over to help her.
Steve and Sharon had planted the flowers in the back, but all that’s left are leaves since it is summer. I look at the clear night sky, catching a few stars scattered around in the blanket of darkness. I smile satisfyingly.
“You seemed to have enjoyed yourself tonight.” Steve’s voice coming from behind. I turn to look at him. I blush a little when I catch a glimpse of Richard talking to Sam inside the house. I smile.
“Yeah, it was nice. Thank you for inviting me. I hope Sharon will like the perfume.” I say, drifting my attention back to the sky. Steve stands next to me following my gaze to the sky above.
“I’m sure she will.” We were quiet for a few moments. The laughter and chatter from inside the house is still loud despite how many people left.
“Do you still have feelings for Bucky?” That question just slapped me in the face. Hard. I forgot about Bucky momentarily when I was lost in Richard’s eyes.
“Takes a while, Steve. Three years of feelings does not fade away in three months. But I am doing better every day.” I answer. I suddenly smelt a familiar scent when the breeze brushes through. I inhale the air and turn my attention to a bush flower just next to me.
“Lavender?” I ask. Steve nods. His blue eyes seems bright under the night sky.
“Oh. You need them too, huh?” I look up at him, picking off a stem of the flower from the bush.
“I do have problem sleeping sometimes, yes. But I mostly grew them for Bucky.” I look up at him, blinking. I let out a small giggle.
“Nothing. Just the things that you would do for Bucky is adorable.” I say while running the flowers under my nose. Such a heavenly scent.
Steve keeps his eyes on me. He slides his hands in his pocket, showing the little shyness creeping up from underneath his blank expression. Anyone is lucky enough to get Steve as their best friend. He will do anything to keep you safe. I wonder if Bucky even knows how much Steve cares for him.
“Steve. Rosaline and I are about to leave.” Bucky calls out from the doorway of the house. Speak of the devil. He looks at me surprised.
“Oh, Y/N. I was looking for you.” He says while coming down the steps towards Steve. His blue polo shirt and black jeans make him blend in with the darkness around the garden a little too easily. Only that his metal arm would have given away his position if he did try to sneak up on someone.
“I’ll go say bye to Rosaline first, then.” Steve makes his way up to his house a little too fast. I am left alone with Bucky now. I can feel his eyes on me, but I don’t know what to expect if I ended up making contact with them.
“Did you have fun tonight?” He asks. I twirl the stem between my fingers, smiling to myself before looking up at him. His light blue eyes staring deeply into mine.
“I did. It was so much fun. Did you?” I answer genuinely. I truly enjoyed my time here, especially with Richard. It was the break I needed, with the exception of the little questions from both Sam and Steve earlier.
“I did as well… Richard seems to like it being around you.” He says. My heart jumps a little at the mention of his name. When I turn to Bucky he had a surprised look on his face. I must’ve been blushing.
“Is that so? He is interesting and we did talk a lot. We share a lot of things in common.” I say while remembering back to the conversations we had. His expression changes a little.
“You seem to awfully like it being around him too.” Bucky says, running his metal fingers through his hair. I watch his hand carefully brushes the strands away from his face. The way the metal glimmers under the moonlight and the light from inside the house reflects on his features takes my breath away.
I was speechless. My heart thumps wildly in my chest as I stare at him. He is truly a piece of art work. From the top of his head down to the shoes; he looks like someone straight out of a painting. His blue eyes fall back on me.
“What?” He asks, pulling me out of my daydream. I shake my head before smelling the scent of the flowers in my hand again. It calmed my nerves.
“Lavender?” He asks while looking at me. I look down at the flowers before holding it out to him.
“Yup. Do they still help you sleep?” I ask him. He holds out his metal hand, accepting the flower. Despite it being a killing a machine, his metal hand holds the flower rather delicately. He was afraid to crush it.
“Yeah. A little.” He answers while looking at me.
“I’m glad. Keep using it then.” I say while tucking my hair behind my ear.
“Bucky, honey. Let’s go!” Rosaline calls out from inside the house.
“I’ll be there, doll.” He shouts back at her. The tone of his voice made my heart crack. I manage a smile for him.
“I’ll see you later then, Sergeant.” I hesitate for a moment but eventually, I reach out to give him a good solid hug. His arms wrap around me tightly and almost desperately too. The way he pulled me in against him knocked a bit of the wind out of me. A moment of nostalgia passes through us.
I haven’t hugged Bucky in so long now, have I?
After what feels like forever, I pulled myself away from the hug. I didn’t want anyone to see us like that. Bucky didn’t seem to want to let me go in that instance, though. My hands linger on his shoulders as his lingers on my waist. I look up at him, examining the familiar blue eyes. One I had seen so many times at nights like these.
“Y/N! I found you!” Richard yells while going down the small steps. I glance over at Bucky when I feel his hands suddenly gripping at my shirt. But we part away from each other immediately when Richard approached us.
“I’d like your phone number, please.” He says while handing me his phone. I take the phone and enter in my number quickly. When I hand it back to him, Richard leans in to peck my cheeks softly. My body froze when his lips make contact against my skin again. My chest feels like it’s going to burst.
“Thank you, darling. We’ll keep in contact. Let’s go, James.” Richard winks at me before making his way up the steps. I place my hand over my cheeks where Richard had kissed me. My face warms up.
“James!” Richard calls out again, waiting by the doorway. I look over at Bucky who is still standing next to me. He is wearing a rather dark expression on his face. He looks over at me.
“I’ll see you later.” He says darkly as he makes his way back into the house. I watch him as he disappears into it with Richard. My heart is beating wildly and happily inside my chest at the kiss Richard had left me with. But at the same time, my chest tightens with worry; why did Bucky look so angry?
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A/N: I didn’t realize that with each chapters, the story gets longer and longer. I’ll try to play it down a little next time, but we’ll see. I hope you enjoyed it and let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to fix or improve on. Your inputs are much appreciated. Thank you very much!
A/N : Okay, I’m not confident with this one too but please do give your thoughts after reading it cuz ugh I tried to make it not suck-ish but idk T_T why am I like this
She slapped both sides of her cheeks in unison just for the sake of
getting ride her nervousness. It has been thirty minutes since she got in the
toilet cubical and she still could not convince herself to get out from it. She
breaths in, and breaths out. “Okay, okay…now is the time. You have to do this
Y/N” she said to herself. “When will you get the chance to do this again?
Never, no, so it has to be today” she assured herself again. She stood up, and
unlock the door, walking out from the rest room confidently. It is her last day
of internship in the magazine company she signed up three months ago. There are
three of them doing the internship program and she is one of them.
When it comes to be in a work place, there will be a lot of
interesting agenda to discover. Such as, gaining experiences in your field,
meeting new people, or… or discovering that your Head of Fashion Department is
a very gorgeous man of the century. As she arrived at the table which the team already
booked earlier, she sat beside one of her colleagues that she is close with.
She got poured a glass of beer by them to show their gratitude from working in
the company. She looked over the empty seat in front of her that was supposed
to be fill by him. Taking another sip of her drink, she told herself to keep on
being patient and wait for him to come. Out of her concern, someone nudges her
right arm. “He’ll come don’t worry. By the way, I’m rooting for you. So, just
say it to him that you like him okay?” she encouraged her. She just nodded and
thankful for her support. Tonight is the night, she will confess her feelings
“Everyone, sorry we’re late!”
The owner of the voice that makes her heart throbs, there he is. His
name is Lee Taeyong, twenty two years old, his zodiac sign is Cancer, blood
type O, and the most caring person you could ever meet. “The traffic was
hectic, we had a long meeting with the clients, but thank goodness it all went
well” he smiled. “Yes, it all went well because you have me~” a figure
appearred behind him and that is Jung Jaehyun; his annoying side kick. Since
the first day she works at the company, that guy never leave her alone. He
always popped up anywhere even when she did not need him.
“Do you have any question?”
“Can you really do that work?”
“Want some coffee?”
“You know, I don’t think you are doing it right”
“Ah, Taeyong hyung would not like that design”
Every little thing you do, he always took notice first. Sometimes,
he could be helpful but most of the time not really.
Taeyong take a seat which is the opposite of yours and Jaehyun is
sitting beside him. “Long day huh?” she started a conversation with Taeyong. He
nodded and took a sip of water, “Yea, but it’s all good. How about you?”. Her heart almost
dropped when he asked how was her day, it is like he really do curious about
her. “I’m okay, just a bit sad that I will be leaving soon” you replied. “Oh,
yea. You are good at what you do, so don’t worry. I’ll be praying for you to
get a better job than here” he gave her a warm smile. “You’re right hyung,
she’ll do good. I support you too!” Jaehyun interuptted. She ignored that
shamless guy and still paying attention to Taeyong. The team enjoying the good
time they had, talking, drinking, singing and do some silly stuff to entertain
themselves. After a while, Taeyong got up from his seat and try to get
“Guys, thank you for being here today. I want to say thank you,
especially to all the interns that have worked hard to help us here in Fashion
Everyone cheers to his speech.
“Okay, calm down. I’m not done yet. I want to announce something
really important. I thought you guys should know about this because all of you
are like my family here,”
She attentively listening to him, eager to know what will he
“I’m… getting married with my fiance; Byul” he introduced her to
everyone which she is actually his assistant in the company.
Her heart broke to pieces when he put his lips on her sweetly and
everybody happily congratulate them. She
could not bear her tears anymore and decided to excuse herself. Everybody were
clueless when she went away but not for long they are still paying attention to
the new couple.
As she strolls on the sidewalks, the rain starts to pour heavily.
It is like the weather fits her gloomy heart, which makes her even more devastated.
She continue to walk without direction, just following where her steps would
go. She laughed at herself, thinking that she had a chance with someone like
Taeyong. She always think that she is so pathetic when it comes to having a
relationship. Since in high school, she never had a gut to tell her feelings
with her crush and always let him slipped away. She thinks too much until she
oftenly lose her chances in any possibilities she can have with any guy. “Gosh,
I’m an idiot…” she talk to herself. Out of her concern, she carelessly trip
down and almost kissing the cold floor. She dislocated her right ankle,
groaning in pain. She wails in frustration, “Great, just damn great!!!”
The raindrops that was supposed to continously pouring on her
stopped. An umbrella shield her from getting wet again, while the face of owner
is still hazy. The figure kneel down to meet her level, it was Jung Jaehyun. He
snickered and laugh at her, it feels like he is mocking her and it really
irritates her more.
“What’s so funny?”
“You look cute when you’re clumsy”
She rolled her eyes. Well, he does find this entertaining instead
of giving her a hand. As she was about to stand up, he help her by holding her
arm. Afraid of falling again, she let him assist her anyway. “I can walk on my
own” she fidgeted his hand away. Her ankle is still killing her but she try to
stable her posture which she failed. He put the umbrella aside and bend down in
front of her while showing his back. “Get on my back” he told her. “No way” she
refused. He sighed, “Stop being stubborn and get on my back Y/N. Please?” he
begged her. She does not have any choice but to oblige his favour. “Fine, just
this once” she admitted and lend on his back carefully.
The rain that was shotting down heavily a few minutes ago has
become lighter through their journey. Jaehyun was planning to drop her at the
nearest bus stop which that would be the least he can do if she is not feeling
uncomfortable around him. she is holding the umbrella while clinging to him
tightly, worried that she might fall any soon. Then, out of curiousity, she
asked him a question. “Did you follow me from behind?” she sounded a bit irked.
“And if I did?” he replied. She gave him a silent treatment because she is
speechless how thick skinned is this guy can be. If he is doing this only
because he sympatized her, she will be more furious. She is wondering why does
he even take interest in her while in the company she will avoid him the most.
He put her down on the bus stop seat carefully and gave her his
jacket to covers her legs. She was surprised when he did that but accepted his
kind gestures. “Wait here” then he was gone to the convinience store behind the
bus stop. She is getting suspicious of his action but waited for him patiently
at the bus stop. He came with a ice pack and pain relief patch in his hands. He
quickly giving aid to her sprained ankle before it would get more swollen. Once
he is done, he feels more relax and take a seat beside her. She is still
stunned from what he just did to her, because their relationship never took a
step further than being a colleague. Or, that is what she thought. The night
was soundless, even the car pass by faded one after another.
“Don’t feel so insecure about yourself, Y/N” he assured her.
“Taeyong hyung maybe didn’t see your charm, but someone else will” he smiled to
her. She scoffed at his comment. Some will see her charm? She does not even
have one maybe.
“Okay, so who is that someone? Who will see my ‘charm’?”
“Hmm…it could be me.” He admitted.
“What are you saying now?”
“I’m saying now that… I like you”
“….you’re bluffing” she laughed nervously. But what makes her more
confused is her heart is beating fast after she heard him confessing to her. It
feels unreal and her mind went blank and she is totally not in her right mind
“If I’m bluffing, I would not carry you here and gave you the aid
so easily because I don’t usually do that to any other girls I knew” he
“Sorry that if this so sudden. I like you since you first came in
the company but I don’t want to freak you out so that’s why I’ve been keeping
to myself…” He continued.
“Why woud you even like me? I mean I’m awkward and there’s nothing
special about me-“
“Yes, because your awkwardness is cute and you don’t pretend to be
someone you’re not. That’s what special about you, I find that delightful and
charming.” He said in amusement.
She stared at him, and he did the same.
Suddenly, she laughed out loud. She laughed until she shed tears in
her eyes and she is not so sure that was a tear of joy or sad. She is just
touched when he said those words which she never expected to hear from anybody.
She put her cold hands on her heated face, she could not control her
expressions anymore. She exhaled and look at him directly, “I..don’t really
know how to say this.. so..” she is still searching for the right words to say.
“Just give me a chance to get to know you better” he looks at her
with a hopeful eyes. He waited for her to respond, praying that she will accept
his request. Her gazed fixed on him, about to tell her reply in a second.
“Why not? I would like to get to know you better too” she smiled.
A/N: Peaches, what do you
think? Part 2? Idk what to do T_T why am I not good at this anymore? :”) @jaehyunsleatherpants sorry If this is not what you requested :”D
You avoid him all morning
true to your world. You skip breakfast and your morning run because you were
not in the mood to leave your room and see him. Unfortunately, you couldn’t
stay in your room all day even if you wanted.
You are scrolling thru your tumblr when you see that Steve is calling
you. You smile when you see that he is alright and smiling at you thru the
screen “Hello Doll.” You try to see if he’s hurt but he seems alright
“Hey Steve, are you okay? Why are you calling me two days in a row something
happened? Where is Tony?”
“Call down Doll. I am fine, Tony is being a pain in my ass so he is
great and I only call to see if you and Bucky are okay.” You are relived and
ask Friday call Bucky to your room. You two are having small talk until Bucky
enters your room.
“What do you want?” You pat your bed to him to sit by your side “Steve
is here.” He start to complain but sit by your side “What do you want, Steve?”
You receive a sympathetic look of Steve “Are you alright Bucky? Did anything
happen? You had any nightmares?”
You are expecting him to respond but he doesn’t
say anything so you intervene “Everything was fine. Bucky here was not hurt
when he get and I cook for both of us. No nightmares that I know off.”
“Yes, I slept the whole night.” The two men
started to talking about the mission that Steve was currently on when you heard
a loud noise coming from the Safe house “ Damt it Stark. I have to go. Take
care of her Bucky.”
When the screen turns to black you expect him
to leave your room but no, he lies on your bed and you feel vulnerable with
having there. He can see your pictures hanging on the walls, your teddy bear on
the floor and your journals on the table, you feel exposed.
“Why did you lie to Steve?” You leave the bed
trying to hide what is on your table “Did you really want to worry him about
what happened last night? I rather that he focus on the mission that if he is
going to come back home to my dead body.”
Your words don’t shake him “I would never hurt
you. You shouldn’t be afraid of that.” You smile at him sadly “I know you won’t,
but you should leave right now.” He gets up and starts to look around “Nice
room … explains a lot.”
You almost feel bad for the punch bag in front
you, you are not even trying to practice you are just punching the bag to
relieve your stress. The speaks were blowing your favorite song and you are so
concentrate that you didn’t listen to him coming in.
was a real fight you would have your ass kicked right now.” You jump at the
sound of his voice “It’s good that I am not planning to fight then.” You
continue to assault the punch bag felling his eyes on you “Who taught you to do
this? You suck.”
“I just need to relieve some tension James, not
save the planet.” He gets behind the punch bag holding it for you “Why are you
tense, it’s because I am here? I make your nervous little girl? Because your
heart is betting way to fast.”
“What the hell are you talking about? Of course it’s because of you, you hate me why
are you here?” He gets closer to you “Why did you lie to Steve?” You groan “I
already told you that.” He is almost on your face now “Yes but I don’t believe
it, you were afraid to tell him that you were in my bed with me? Of course that is not the same but you don’t
want the Capitan to be jealous of you having another man in bed.”
“I want to smack you face right now. How
fucking dare you?” You don’t realize that you are pressed the wall of the gym “Do
it. But I am wrong? I know that you sneak in his room and I saw him sneaking on
yours. You two are just fucking or it’s something more?”
“You are an idiot gosh I hate you. I am not
fucking Steve, he is my best friend.” You try to leave but he doesn’t let you “Explain
to me what you do in his room at 2 am?” You take a deep breath not believing
what is happening right now.
“He has nightmares you all have but he let me
comfort him after them. So when you see me entering his room at 2 am it’s not
for a quickie, is because he needs a hug and to know that someone cares about
you go and say “You really should hit me.” You can see so many emotions in his
eyes especially guilty “I am not gonna do that Bucky.” He looks even sadder
“Why not? Is not like I don’t deserve I am an ass to you.”
“A lot of reasons actually, the first one is
that you can stop me with you want. I not stronger enough to hurt you and even
if I was I don’t want cause you pain. That’s all you had all your life pain and
“You know that you don’t have to be Jealous
right?” He is leaving the room after helping you clean “Why would I be jealous?
It’s not like…” You don’t let him finish the sentence “Steve he is your best
friend, between you and me it’s always gonna be you. I am not trying to steal
him from you so if this is the reason that you hate me you can stop.”
You can feel that he tensed up “You should fuck
him, he needs a good lay and you are already there cuddling with him, just open
your legs and help the poor boy have some fun. It’s gonna work better than tea
and cuddles.” You don’t expect that you two would be friends any time soon but
why he has to be so rude and talking with such a violent tone with you?
“You are sad men Barnes. I hope that one day
you find someone that cares about you.”