gotta take a step back next time

anonymous asked:

The way jungkook grabs jimin's hand, the way they smile, surprised to be together, the way they keep smiling all the time like two people who just get married. Can't wait for the next episode, the iconic trio JJJ will surely be extra funny ! And the behind the cam. I'm smiling like an idiot lmao.

I mean, not to look too deeply into it but like. Jungkook entwining his fingers with Jimin and gently guiding him towards him sounds like something from a fanfic yet it happened RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR EYES. 

That was cuuuuuutest. 

But you know what, sometimes I just gotta take a step back, especially after seeing their behaviour like this, that even though in my mind jikook is this ideal,  couple of literature with a classy amount of love-hate and push-pull exchanges etc etc but nowadays they just straight up trash when they around each other. ._.

like look at them. jeon’s gross ass gigantic smile upon simply discovering he on the same team as jimin. how they both had stupid, sketchy ass smiles on their faces for the like entirety of the episode when they were next to each other. and they think they being so slick at being “lowkey” affectionate but….yeah. so grooosss. actually get a room. plz 


Anonymous said: Please write a fic where the reader has the biggest crush on Clay & her brother Tony tries to hook them up ?

Originally posted by female-winston

Tony & Sibling!Reader | Clay X Reader

“You’re doing it again.” A pause. “Y/N.”  Another pause. “¡Dios mío!  Just ask him out already!”

“..what?!” You finally snap, jerking to attention and frowning at your brother. “Ask who out?”

“You know who I’m talking about,” Tony scoffs. “Clay. You stare at him all the time when he’s getting his bike off the rack.”

“Jesus, T! Keep your voice down,” you hiss, eyes wide. “The windows are rolled down.” Tony chuckles as you glance around the parking lot nervously, your gaze then landing back on the bike rack where Clay is settling onto his own bike already. Then lowering your voice, you say, “And I don’t stare all the time.”

“You really do,” your brother says, starting the engine to his Mustang and driving away. “Even Clay has noticed it, but Clay’s so oblivious to anything that deals with girls so he doesn’t know why.”

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Happy National Drug Dealer Appreciation Day

Cause I feel like we need a day for this shit
So I decided to make it today.
Cause some of y'all little bitches need to learn how to appreciate the work we put into this shit
And realize the stress we deal with on a daily basis
News flash…your not the only person we fuck with
And no the product is not always gonna be perfect,
We’re not gonna always gonna answer your calls right away,
No we can’t always meet up right when you want us too, we have lives too
I’m sorry but yes prices do go up for us sometimes, so yours do to,
Just because you think we can afford to “front ” you something dont mean we will,done been burned to many times
If we’re not responding to you doesn’t mean we’re “mad” at you, if you haven’t did anything wrong then you ain’t got nothing to worry about , so don’t trip homie
And sometimes, shit just gets hot and we gotta step back for sec and take a look at the
Situation and figure out our next move
So take a chill pill bro
Everything gonna be ok just sit back relax and give thanks to those who risk their lives everyday

Reverse Idol (Hoseok)

And now it is time for our hope, our angel, the other half of sope who is looking really cute with his super blonde hair like he had kinda blonde hair before but now it’s bl o nd e and it’s super cute I’m excited to see how long he keeps it like if he’ll perform with it or if he just bleached his hair to dye it another color, I’m content either way, Jung Hoseok aka J-Hope aka hobi

  • This AU is gonna be about what I think would happen if the reader was the idol and BTS were the fans, you can also think about this like a general celebrity post, I’m gonna be basing this off of kpop idols bc it’s easier for me to write with just one focus instead of being all the over place with it but if you wanted to see this as an actor!reader or a non-kpop singer!reader post, you could easily do that (and of course this is all still gender neutral)
  • Another series with idol!reader is my idol couple series (hobi’s post is here) where both the reader and BTS are idols
  • Gonna throw in some youtuber!hobi (here) to sum it up, he’s part of the One Million dance studio crew
  • Okay but hobi is s u c h a hype fan
  • Like you know how in performances, there’s almost always that one fan that’s screaming at the top of their lungs and can be heard above everyone else (remember that one time this one girl screamed “J-Hope” and he’s was literally :O bc my fave) that’s hobi
  • Hobi’s a loud kid it’s just part of his charm it’s one of the reasons we love him so much so when he gets excited he’s gonna be !!!!
  • We’ve already seen fanboy!hobi in action, when there’s a song out that he loves, he’ll have the dance memorized and will be ready to dance it at every turn and he’ll be singing it all the time and it’s so cute bc he’s a precious bub
  • He’s the number one fan that knows all the songs, watches all the interviews bc he just gets really really happy watching your videos or listening to your music
  • He’s s o supportive like anytime you release a song/album, he’s running straight for Jimin’s house to tell him about it and then chim tells Tae who tells kook who tells Jin who tells joon who tells yoon it’s full circle
  • Sometimes he’ll just walk into a room and start the fan chants and by this point, the boys all know every word so they join in and it’s really funny to watch bc they go from 0 to 100 within 0.2 seconds we’ve all seen how long it takes for one of the boys to get the rest hyped up you blink and you miss it
  • Hobi’s reactions all depend on what’s happening, if there’s a dance break going on you can see him get s o hyped up he pretty much bounces out of his seat
  • But if it’s singing or rapping, he’ll sing along and just kinda appreciate the performance and you can tell he’s enjoying it and he’ll dance a lil bit in his seat and it’s s o cute to watch bc he’s such a cutie pie I love hobi
  • Okay so you know how some of the dancers at 1M have artists they dance to a lot, like Bongyoung has Justin Bieber and a ton of the dancers dance to Jay Park
  • Well head canon that you’re hobi’s artist, people can pretty much guarantee that when you release a new song, hobi will have a dance to it within two weeks if not less 
  • His dances are always so niCe like he’s such an amazing dancer like when he gets into that zone he really gets into it and it’s breathtaking and it’s just w o w
  • Another head canon that he does a live stream with Jimin and kook (who are also part of the 1M studio in this AU)
  • You know those Hope on the Street lives he did where it was a mix of dancing and just chatting and joking around, that’s what their live streams are, sometimes they take requests sometimes they just freestyle or dance battle it out
  • And the boys start teasing hobi about his crush on you when his face lights up when someone requests your song and he’s got this shy smile on his face and a tiny hint of a blush and he starts calling them out on their crushes to help get the attention of him and his blushy cheeks but it doesn’t work for the viewers
  • Everyone started screaming about how cute the relationship would be bc they were already <3 for you and hobi since he’s been doing your dances since the start of the channel and it’s pretty obvious he’s a huge fan
  • The next step for them is getting you to notice him so everyone starts linking you to his channel with jikook or the dances he did to your songs and after seeing it pop up on your feed oh so many times you get curious about this “hobi” that people are telling you to watch
  • You pretty much instantly fall in love with his dancing, it’s got this laid back vibe that just screams experience like his dancing isn’t something you just learn with a few classes, it’s something you gotta feel in your heart and it takes practice and you really have to love what you’re doing
  • You binge watch all of his dances and then everyone starts tweeting that he’s doing another live stream and that you should watch it and get to know his personality too bc if you think hobi is cute visually, wait until you see his personality
  • It takes you about 2 seconds to develop a crush on him bc he’s so cute and his laugh is contagious and he’s got this really genuine friendship with Jikook so they’re all teasing each other and bickering, which makes them laugh even more which makes you laugh even more
  • And then they start dancing and your jaw is just on the floor bc hobi makes the smallest movements look so smooth and easy like he’s one of those people that makes the hardest moves look so casual and easy like fuck yeah I can do that too type of shit
  • You decide to tweet out a screen cap of the live stream just to let people know that you’re watching it and that makes everyone lose their shit and then they start telling hobi immediately of course
  • He doesn’t know how to react when he sees all of the messages saying you’re watching like does he scream does he play it cool does he flirt what does one do in this situation
  • He kinda screams a bit and looks at Jikook and he’s whispering to them asking what to do and they, being some of his best friends, gotta bring up the crush again and then it’s your turn to wonder what to do bc there are so many options
  • You call the studio the next day and figure out how to arrange a dance class with hobi (like Jay Park danced with the 1M crew that type of class) and he’s screaming and bouncing around when he finds out and Jikook are just smirking
  • “You should be thanking us”
  • “Why would I thank you”
  • “Your future children are gonna be born bc we said you have a crush, you’re welcome”
  • “It’s just one class together”
  • “We all know this is gonna go further than a class, just let us be the best men at the wedding”
Super quick Blackwatch Jesse Drabble

You sat with Jesse, legs thrown over his lap as you stared out at the setting sun.

There wasn’t much to do at the base, especially this late in the day, besides the boring shit. You spared a sideways glance at the cowboy next to you, grinning at his closed eyes, his relaxed expression. Fool.

You hopped up quickly, snatching his hat from his head. He woke up quickly, looking up at you. “Hey, now, honey. You don’t steal a man’s hat when he’s nappin’.” He held his hand out for it, expectant, but his eyes held a playful glint. You took a step back.

“Nope. You want it back, you gotta get it from me.” You took two quick steps back before turning tail and taking off towards the setting sun. You heard the click of his spurs a few times as he ran off the deck and onto the grass after you, his steps now silent.

You ran in an erratic zigzag, running around the trunk of a tree to check how close he was without looking behind you, only a fool would look backward.

Jesse McCree was a fast son of a bitch. He was hot on your heels, a devilish grin on his face. “Yer gon’ get it when I get ya, darlin’!” He shouted after you. You laughed at him, running faster now.

It was inevitable that he was going to catch you. His legs were longer than yours, and he was faster than you were. He tackled you to the ground, turning his body so you landed on top of him instead of the grass, arms wrapped around your middle tightly.

“Gotcha, ya fuckin’ brat.” He growled in your ear, nipping the lobe. His voice held no actual malice, just teasing you. He loved the chase, the capture of his prey. His beard scratched against your neck, making you shiver. “Mmm, Jess.”

“Oh, no. Brats like you don’t get to ‘mm, Jess’ me. Brats like you, thievin’ brats, get their little asses beat nice an’ red.” You squirmed against his hold, your ass rubbing against his crotch, against that gaudy belt buckle. “Jesssssss.”

“Uh, uh, babe. You made the bed. Lie in it.”


“Shit, shit shit. SHIT!” You shouted to yourself. How had you been so stupid? There was no safe way to deliver a baby these days, let alone abort one. Both options could kill you and now here you were. Stuck. Terrified. Angry. How would Daryl take this? Not well you imagine. Does he have to know? He’d notice you getting a tummy. Oh fuck, what the hell now?!
“Hey you,” Daryl sighs as he creeps up behind you, sliding his hands around your stomach and gently rubbing your belly. “You okay? You seem tense.”
“I’m fine. Hungry?” You ask, slipping out of his arms.
“Hey, come back here!” He frowns, catching up with you and bringing you back into him.
“Daryl, really, I should start dinner.”
He lets go of you and walks away, confused and upset as to your reaction. Usually you were so affectionate and loving, you’d been the one to show him how to be more like that, and now you were rejecting him. He immediately blamed himself and thought he’d done something wrong.
You sat and ate dinner in silence, smiling at him every now and again, but your smile wasn’t reaching your eyes and he could tell something was wrong. After dinner you washed up and instead of sitting with Daryl like normal, you went straight upstairs. Sitting on your bed you stare at the pregnancy test and sob as quietly as you can. Someone knocks at the front door and Daryl opens it. You hear muffled voices downstairs and he shouts up to you to come down. As you get up the pregnancy test falls from your lap, but in a rush to make sure you check your face before going downstairs you don’t realise it’s gone.
“Hey (Y/N), just wanted to check up on you after earlier… with the, erm, the possible cucumber growing?” Father Gabriel stutters, almost giving it away completely. He’d found you digging around in the infirmary and wondered what was troubling you, then it had all come spilling out when you found a pregnancy test. Damn his calm and soothing voice.
“Erm, yeah, cucumbers will be grown here, not sure how long though, but maybe in around 6 or 7 months. Can’t say for sure, not a doct- gardener. Not a gardener,” you answer, almost slipping up. You can see Daryl out of the corner of your eye looking you up and down suspiciously. He knew there was something up.
“Okay, great!” Gabriel beams, “just let me know if you need to talk about the cucumbers. Any time, I’ll be here for you.”
“Thanks Gabriel.“he nods to Daryl and leaves. Daryl shuts the door behind him and turns to you with a quizzical look on his face.
"The fuck was the cucumber talk about? Ya talking in code?”
“I found some cucumber seeds and Gabriel was passing by so asked him if we should plant them. He gave me a book on vegetables and I’ve been researching what they need to grow.”
“Nah, don’t ya give me that. You’re lying. Where’s the book?”
“I, er, I think I must have left it at the church.”
“Bullshit. Whatever this is, I’m gonna find out, and Gabriel’s an easy fucking target. Alls I gotta do is squint at him and he’ll squeak like a pig.”
“Don’t do that Daryl. Don’t be mean.”
“I wanna know what the hell’s going on with my wife.”
You sigh, “you will, I promise. Just not yet, please?”
He frowns, but then looks concerned.
“(Y/N), yer scaring me.”
“Please don’t be scared. I promise you’ll find out soon,” you soothe, placing your hands on both sides of his face. He nods and takes your hand, leading you up to bed.
You’re both getting ready for bed when you hear Daryl groan. You look over to him and see he’s reaching for something on the floor just underneath the bed. It suddenly dawns on you what it is and your mouth opens, but no words come out. He picks up the stick and his eyes go wide with shock. He turns to you, test in hand.
“This is the cucumber, right?”
You laugh at how ridiculous that sounded, and at how desperate the situation was.
“Yep, that’s the cucumber.”
Daryl looks from you to the stick and back again. You wait for him to say something as you pull your pyjama top down over your head.
“You are keeping it aren’t ya?” He asks hopefully.
“I don’t know, I didn’t know if you’d wan-”
“I want to have a baby with you. No question about it,” he interrupts.
“Okay then, I’m keeping it.”
“Do ya want to?”
“Well, yeah, I mean, I’d love to be a mum. But I’m scared Daryl. So fucking scared. I could die when I have it, I could die if I lose it,” you start to cry.
“(Y/N), we could die taking one step outta them gates,” Daryl comforts you, pulling you down onto the bed and pressing you into his side tightly.
“Good point,” you chuckle, wiping your tears away.
“We can do this together. I swear to ya, I’ll be there every step of the way. Mummy and baby Dixon will be safe with Daddy around. I promise.”
“Oh Daryl,” you cry into his shoulder. He strokes your hair and kisses your head, calming you down. Eventually you fall asleep and he tucks you in, then goes off to talk to Rick.
He knocks on the door and Michonne answers the door.
“Hi Daryl, come in. You okay?” She smiles.
“Hey. (Y/N)’s pregnant, I need to talk to Rick if he’s around.”
“Oh my god! Congratulations!” She beams, throwing her arms around him. He hugs her back and smiles at the reaction, for some reason he thought this announcement would be bad. “This is amazing, I’ll go get Rick.”
Rick comes out of the garage and Daryl walks to wards him. Michonne disappears upstairs so they had some privacy.
“Daryl, you okay?” He asks, noticing the hesitant look on his friend’s face.
“Yeah, its just, I’m gonna be a dad,” he says, shocked at the words leaving his own mouth. Rick’s face lights up as he says this.
“Daryl. Oh man. You’re in for a treat!” He exclaims, pulling him into a tight cuddle. As Daryl’s head rests on his best friend’s shoulder, tears start to fall, tears filled with relief, happiness and a little bit of concern. Rick pulls back and notices Daryl’s reaction.
“Hey, brother, look at me. This is amazing news. You and (Y/N) are bringing life and hope into this world. Not a lot of that happens these days. This is truly a miracle, and you know we’re all gonna be here for you both. Every step of the way.” He comforts, holding Daryl’s arms.
“It is ain’t it, I can’t believe it. I just wanna be strong for her. She’s so scared man, so fucking scared. So am I. I don’t know what I’d do if-”
Rick cuts him off, “Daryl. Stop it. The worst doesn’t always happen. You’ve gotta go with it, and try not to worry too much about everything to come. Just take it one step at a time okay?”
“I’ll try, for her.”
“Good. So tomorrow’s a new day and we’ll get everyone together and talk about what’s gonna happen next which is best for you two.”
“Thanks Rick. Baby’s gonna be lucky to have uncle Rick around,” he smiles.
“Uncle Rick? I like that!” Rick laughs.
The two men say their goodbyes and Daryl heads back to your house. He looks up at your bedroom window and sees you wandering around, stroking your belly. There may only be a small bump, but Rick was right, this was a miracle, a beacon of hope in this otherwise dark world. Daryl smiled as he saw your lips move, talking to your little miracle. He entered the house and headed straight upstairs to you.
“I went and saw Rick,” he says, looking down at your stomach and placing a protective hand on it. “We’re having a meeting tomorrow if that’s okay?”
“Yeah of course, was he okay about it all?”
Daryl laughs, “he’s excited about being uncle Rick, that’s for sure. He made me realise what a miracle this is.”
“A miracle?” You question.
“Yeah, it is. It’s hope for a future generation along with Carl and Judith.”
You grin up at him, “wow, Rick’s good at motivational speeches huh? He’s right as well, damn him.”
Daryl laughs, “yeah he is, all the time, it’s annoying.”
“Well, I guess we’re doing this then,” you sigh happily.
“Yeah, we are. You’re gonna be a mum, and I’m gonna be a dad!” Daryl says, letting his joy get the better of him and breaking out into the biggest smile he’s ever had and jumping up and down a little with excitement. You smile at him and slide your arms around his waist as he brings you into a tight embrace.


anonymous asked:

What do you think about how so many of this seasons contestants have reportedly not been happy about being apart of this season? I think the tptb took their Normani/Val manipulation way to far this season and ruined it for the other celebrities. But what do you think?

I actually was gonna talk about that last night. But I decided I was gonna save the post for after the season ended because I needed to see if Simone was eliminated. And welp. Here we are. So yes, I think this is the first time that half of the contestants have shown some sort of displeasure with the show (or a lot). Chris, Charo, Erika, Nick, Bonner and Simone all showed they were extremely unhappy with the show at one point or another. And did Heather have an issue with the fact that they highlighted her dance experience so much while conveniently hiding the fact that Normani has 17 years under her belt and it is more recent? That adds to it. Anyway, I actually think that all of them (except for maybe Charo) have a real reason to be extremely upset. And tbh David and Rashad have reason to feel upset too. TPTB really did take things way too far this season and that is saying something. It has ruined the experience for so many celebrities and for many longtime viewers. The manipulation was so blatant and transparent this season. I have never seen it this bad. I’ve been watching this show for a while and you all know that I’m not afraid to call them out for this stuff. But this was enough to really make me question whether or not I’m gonna come back and watch next season. When you have more than half of your celebs irritated with your show, you gotta take a step back and think about what you’re doing wrong. I mean they threw Simone Biles under the bus. Simone Freaking Biles. The biggest celeb this season. Why tf should anyone wanna come on this show at this point? If the greatest gymnast of all time is not immune from being completely disrespected, then who is (unless your partner is Val)?

anonymous asked:

Do you have advice for when the depression is bad and I can't get motivated to get out of bed but I have to do school and pretend to care about life

Take it one step at a time. You woke up! Give yourself a pat on the back. Next step? Put your feet on the floor, stand up. Great! Thats amazing! Next, get changed. Then eat some food. And so on. The thing about depression is if you stay in bed, youll never get up. You gotta force yourself. Reward yourself for doing tiny things. Take it a step at a time. And then dont lay down again until the day is over otherwise youll just want to sleep.

Switched luggage at the airport : brohm
  • (Bryce calls Ohm on skype through his computer)
  • Bryce: ohm? you there?
  • Ohm: yeah im here! sorry it took me so long, the wifi here is really fuckin' slow. *moves phone around trying to get a good angle of his face*
  • Bryce: I'm guessing your still at the airport due to all the noise *giggle*
  • Ohm: *soft laugh* yeah, the waiting queue is taking forever god damn it.
  • Bryce: thats sad.
  • Ohm: i know right!
  • Bryce: so I guess that means you have your luggage still on you then? *gives him a questioning side glare*
  • Ohm: well yeah, i have to pull this heavy piece of shit with me everywhere. *tilts phone so Bryce can see the suitcase at his side*
  • Bryce: Great! now about that luggage.. *sheepish grin*
  • Ohm: Bryce? what did you do? *scolds him while talking to him like a child*
  • Bryce: i might have done a bad and switched our luggage. *talks softly*
  • Ohm: Bryce! *facepalms* you didn't go through it did you?
  • Bryce: ahhh I may have just a little bit. *squints eyes*
  • Ohm: fucking hell Bryce. Then who's do i have?
  • Bryce: Well I'm hoping mine, otherwise someone gets to take my Micky mouse ears home and gift them to their grandchildren.
  • Ohm: well we don't want that now do we Brycey?
  • Bryce: *crosses his arms across his chest* absolutely not!
  • Ohm: *laughs at Bryce's child like antics* alright let have a look, just hang on a sec. *puts the phone down on the floor as he opens the suitcase*
  • Bryce: I can't really go anywhere so yeah, i guess I'll hang for a sec. *comments smart assly*
  • Ohm: *picks phone back up* you're in luck my friend. *turns camera toward Bryce's open suitcase to show his mickey mouse ears sitting on top*
  • Bryce: phew *wipes imaginary sweat off his forehead* i guess that's that fixed. *giggles cutely*
  • Ohm: that's great and all Bryce but, what the fuck am i going to do now?! my flight is about to lift off, the line to even get your tickets up is taking 3 years, I just found out I have the wrong luggage and need to find a way to get to your house, come back to the airport, line up in the queue for another 5 hours and get on a plane that is already half way across the sea?! *he lists complaining*
  • Bryce: ohm. *looks into the camera reassuringly*
  • Ohm: what? *looks back panicked and way less calm then before*
  • Bryce: you need to calm your tits and think for a minute. there's no way you'll be able to come to my house and back in time for your flight *he began listing off his fingers* even if i decided to bring your luggage to you there still won't be enough time and the only other option is you take my luggage with you and the next time we meet up we give each others stuff back.
  • Ohm: but who knows how long that might be?!
  • Bryce: *shruggs* sorry bud not much i can do about that.
  • Ohm: there's gotta be another option? *he says as he finally takes a step forward in the line*
  • Bryce: well... *scratchs under his chin*
  • Ohm: What?... well what?! *he says in anticipation*
  • Bryce: i guess you could hang at my house for a little longer.
  • Ohm: YES! *says so loud the family lined up in front of him turned around startled*
  • Ohm: i-i mean, yes please.
  • Bryce: *laughs sweetly at ohm's excitement* well then, it'll probably be best if you get out the line dont you think? *smiles wildly*
  • Ohm: oh yeah i guess your right. excuse me miss, pardon me. *Bryce watched as ohms phone swayed as he tried to get out of the queue*
  • Bryce: oh and about your plane tickets, we can exchange them for another flight. *he says in a plain tone*
  • Ohm: What! why didn't you tell me that before?! *makes it to the back of the line and walks towards the exit doors to the drop off parking lot*
  • Bryce: i forgot, sheesh. *runs hand through hair while looking to his right as something catching his eye*
  • Bryce: hey ohm? *reaches down to grab something*
  • Ohm: hmm? *hums not even looking at bryce's cam*
  • Bryce: i also forgot to ask you about this. *holds up an 'i love Bryce McQuaid' t-shirt that he found in ohms suitcase*
  • how long have you had this exactly? *smirkfull grin*
  • Ohm: *looks at Bryce through his phone a little blush on his cheeks but Bryce didn't notice* oh my god, Can you just come pick me up?! *he says passive aggressively*
  • Bryce: alllright, I'll see you soon then buddy. *puts the shirt down on his lap* but I still have some question for you like.. why is my face on that pillow.
  • Ohm: *rubs his forehead in frustration* I'll tell you later, just get your ass in the car before i get to the exit.
  • Bryce: im on it dont worry, i'll be there before you can say i love Bryce McQuaid.
  • Ohm: wouldn't even say it if my life depended on it. *he jokes smiling*
  • Bryce: right? that's why you have a shirt to say it for you, got it. *smirks devilishly giggling*
  • Ohm: okay im gonna hang up im almost at the door. it would be unfair if i didn't give you enough time to beat me to it?
  • Bryce: a challenge? oh your on!
  • Ohm: *chuckles* bye Bryce.
  • bryce: see you in a bit. *whispers* fangirl.
  • (hangs up call)
I Don't Believe It's True [a Barry Allen AU]

Request: Can you do an evil barry imagine where the reader is the hero and she and her team (caitlin,Cisco etc) needs Barry’s help and he acts like he doesn’t want to even though he is secretly worried that she will get hurt so when the villain they are trying to catch hurts the reader really bad her team is kind of shocked that Barry doesn’t want to leave until she wakes up

a/n: im so tired im like fucking hamilton; writes like running out of time

Barry twirls a fry around, sticking it in his mouth, but doesn’t bite it. The fry hangs in between his plush pink lips and he watches the TV screen. The footage was from an hour and a half ago. When he sees the meta throw you against the wall, his chest concaves with guilt. He knew he should have agreed to help you. It was just because you are a hero. He doesn’t want to be a hero. He doesn’t want to be hurt either.

The crispy fry is abandoned as he runs to S.T.A.R. Labs; his black and white checkered slip on Vans smoking. He doesn’t give a shit, stomping through the curved hallway with a look of disgust. “Where is she?!” he demands, pointing at the ground as soon as he enters the cortex. Caitlin squeaks, eyes glancing to the room on the left; he sees you through the glass window.

His black sweater leaves a trail of smoke behind him while his white ripped skinny jeans carry him to you. Bruises cover your face and the golden suit is gashed with knife marks. Barry frowns, knuckles leaning on the white bedsheets. “Why is she not healing?” he says quietly, voice filled with anger. Both remain silent. “Why is she not healing?!” he repeats louder.

“She is. It’s just taking more time because of the meta’s abilities. Her body is both trying to adapt to his toxins and the physical injuries.” Caitlin explains, gesturing with her hands, tugging her lower lip in between her teeth. She is kind of scared of Barry in this state. “She should be waking up in an hour or so.” she offers hopefully.

Barry keeps his mossy green eyes locked on your body. He squats; ass almost touching the floor and shoes slipping off his heels. His arms rests on the bed, propping his chin up. “I’m staying until  she wakes up. Deal with it.” he mutters in a curt tone. Cisco raises his arms, turning to Caitlin and mouthing ‘wow’, sitting down.

Caitlin purses her lips, stepping closer to the speedster, she bends her upper body. Should she say something? “Um, Barry, she is going to be okay. You know that, right?” All she gets in response is a grunt. “Why…are you here?” she questions, taking the words one at a time.

“None of your damn buisness, Snow.” he snares, his back muscles flexing.

They decide to leave the villain alone. For the next hour and a half, he doesn’t move an inch. Occasionally, he fixes his red Neff beanie and stands, squatting back down. That’s it. Cisco thinks it’s weird. “He’s gotta have an ulterior motive, something…” the engineer whispers to the doctor; she shrugs.

An extremely loud groan escapes your mouth as you feel the pain in your entire body. Barry’s feet shift in his Vans while he readjusts his potion. “Gee, leave you alone for an hour and you almost die on me.” he scoffs, making you smile. “Next time you’ll have help from a villain… Can’t have the hero fail, right?” he mumbles, nibbling on his lip.

“You came… to check on me… Aw, you do care!” you coo, fixing the tuff of hair from his beanie carefully. He merely rolls his eyes. Cares is a strong word, he would say.

BTS:  S/O telling them “I love you” for the first time


Yoongi had been acting as his typical self by jokingly picking on you all day.  You started to become tired of it.

“You’re lucky I love you or I would smack you right now.”  You rolled your eyes.

“What did you just say?”

“Um….nothing…”  You became nervous.

“You said you love me.”

“Why did you ask what I said if you heard me?”  

“Shut up.  I love you too Y/N.”

Originally posted by sugagifs


You and Jimin had settled down for the night and were enjoying a relaxing cuddle session on the couch.  You felt yourself drifting off to sleep.

“Are you falling asleep jagi?”  Jimin asked and kissed your forehead.

“Yeah.  I’m just going to sleep here.  You’re so comfy.”  You said with your eyes still closed.

“That’s alright with me.  You look so cute when you’re sleeping.”  

“I love you.”

Jimin’s eyes widened, as it was the first time he had heard you say that to him.

“I love you too Y/N.”

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“Y/N!!  Dinner is ready!”  Seokjin called.

You quickly went to the kitchen to chow down on Seokjin’s delicious cooking.  As you shoveled the food in your face as fast as you could, Seokjin spoke up.

“Jagi, I swear you like my cooking more than me.”  He chuckled and sat down next to you.

“Oh please.  I love you and your cooking.”

“I’m glad you love me because I love you too.”

What just happened didn’t even process through your brain.  Seokjin just smiled and watched as you piled more pasta into your face.

Originally posted by vubbletae


Of course, the date Hoseok had suggested was spending time at a local pet shelter to play with all the puppies the two of you could handle.

“Y/N, look at this one!!!”  Hoseok pointed at a small Yorkshire Terrier with a wide grin on his face.

“Very cute darling.”  You giggled.

Hoseok flagged down a worker and asked to hold the yorkie.  The two of you were lead into a play room and began to play with the puppy.  You watched from the other side of the room as Hoseok sat down with it and allowed it to crawl all over his lap.

“You are so cute I love you!”  You said while laughing at the sight.

Hoseok’s head shot up and the previously huge grin became even more massive.

“I…um….I was talking to the dog…”

“Well, Y/N, I love this dog too.” Hoseok stared at you for a moment before motioning for you to join him.

Originally posted by jinkooks


You and Namjoon had been dating for almost a year and you had never told him that you loved him.  Although he knew how scared you were of loving someone due to your last relationship and was incredibly understanding, he always wondered if you would be able to tell him how you feel.

“Hey princess?  Can I talk to you for a minute?”  

“Yeah, sure.”  You closed the book you were reading to focus your attention on Namjoon.

“Do you love me?”

“Oh come on.  You know I do.”

“Then say it.  I want to hear you say it.”

“Namjoon….I love you..”

“Thank you.  I love you too.”  Namjoon smiled and walked away, letting you return to your book.

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned


“I can’t wait for us to have our own mini Taehyung’s Y/N!!  I hope you start loving me so we can start a family.”  Taehyung had become excited when he saw a cute family on television.

“Start loving you?”  You asked confused.

“Yeah!  Only people that love each other should start families together.”

“Taehyung, I already love you!”  

“Really?!?  Good!!  Because I love you too!  So about those mini me’s…”  

Originally posted by jongkuks


You had more relationship experience, as you were older than your young boyfriend, Jeongguk.  Knowing that you were his first relationship, you took things very slow with him.  After nine months, you felt that it was time to take the next step in your relationship.

“Jeonggukookie!!  Could you come here for a minute?”  You called into the dance practice room, where he had been all day.

Jeongguk came running to you and greeted you with a simple hug.

“What’s up?”

“I love you.”  You blurted out.

“Yeah, I love you too.  I gotta get back to practice.  I’ll see you later!”  Jeongguk ran back over to his hyungs and continued practicing.

You stood still in the doorway of the dance room, shocked that he had just confessed that he loved you back like it was nothing.  After a few minutes, you returned to the dorms, still unsure of what just happened.

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Headlights (Gray)

Requested by fakedith 

Full prompt: “We need to get him to the hospital… Now.” + “Keep your eyes open.” + “You gotta wake up for me. Please.”

A/N: This was supposed to be short, but oh well lol ;)

Originally posted by oppasbitsh

    “Today is a good day,” Kiseok revelled as the three of you walked out of the bar after celebrating their team’s Show Me the Money 5 victory.

    You nodded in agreement and Sunghwa added, “Yeah, but I think it’s tomorrow now.”

    Kiseok scowled at him. “You get my point.”

    “That’s why I agreed,” Sunghwa said, elbowing Kiseok playfully.

    You laughed, slipping your hand into Sunghwa’s. “You two are like an old married couple.”

    “No we aren’t!” they both said in unison.

    “Besides,” Sunghwa continued. “What about you and me? We’re the only ones with any potential to be an old married couple.”

    “Did you just propose to me?” you asked, though you hadn’t taken him seriously at all knowing he was rather drunk and his general point was right anyway.

    “No!” he exclaimed. “I just, um… Sorry.”

    You laughed. “It’s fine. I’m just teasing you, babe.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you please do #36 with Finn Balor

Okie dokie. Thank you for the request. 

36 - “Shut up and kiss me.”

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You were busy browsing the video game section of Best Buy when someone came up behind you and put a heavy arm around you shoulder. Look up your few seconds of panic were relived when you saw that it was just your friend Finn. “You scared me!!” You laughed as he stepped even closer to you. “Finn what are you doing you’re about to knock me down.” You try to get out from under his arm. “Shut up and kiss me.” He demanded snapping his head down to you. “What?? NO!!” You gasped. Quickly he put his hand on your cheek and planted a kiss on your lips. Your mind screamed for you to shove him away but as his lips moved against yours your heart and body melted against him kissing him back. Just as quick as it had happened he pulled away and stared down at you a bit breathless. “What the hell was that for…” You questioned. “Finn??” A voice behind you caused you to jump. Turning around you see a blushing blond girl starting at Finn. “Hey… Brittani.” Finn answered back placing his hand on the small of your back. “Its been a while hasn’t it??” He smiled over at her as she now eyed you up and down. “Yeah it has…” “Oh silly me…” Finn bonked his hand on his head. “Brittani this is Y/N my girlfriend… Y/N this is Brittani my…” “Ex girlfriend…” The blond answered for him. You were all ready standing in shock from the kiss but the word ‘girlfriend’ referring to you made you almost fall over. “I… I thought that was you when you walked in…” Brittani was now looking down at the carpeted floor. “I gotta go…” She snapped before Finn could say anything more. She walked off in a hurry. “Whew… That was close.” Finn sighed letting his hand fall from your back. “Care to explain why you had to kiss me??” You weren’t complaining… But you wanted some explanations. “I saw her walking over here… Didn’t want her asking me to grab lunch or something… I hate telling people no… Just thought I would cut her off by showing her I was with someone.” He shrugged. “You could take me to dinner next time you know… Skipped a few steps there didn’t you??” You breathing was finally getting back to normal. “Lets catch up on that dinner tonight… You game??” He winked down at you. 

Shut up one second.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader.

Warnings: Lots of swearing, pregnancy, injuries, fluff a little?

Can you do a Steve X reader where they’re dating and reader is apart of the avenger team, and is really happy with their life when she finds out she’s pregnant, but doesn’t know how to tell Steve cause she knows it’s gonna keep her from being apart of the team. She confides in one of the girls (not picky on who) which gets them both hurt during a mission when they try to protect her, and she’s forced to tell an upset Steve. Obvi he’s happy and so is the team?? Pretty please and thank you! 

@orangepenguin5 @shelvesandwhelves @john-benderr @muffinz323@justcallmecinammon@sexyvixen7 @that1awkwardfangirl@sammiesamness@shamvictoria11

The building was about to crash down and the two female avengers were there, almost alone. Almost. If it wasn’t because they were still being chased by the bad guys, they would’ve been out of the place in a sigh, but they were still trying to find out a way of not letting the building smash them and still knocking the enemy down.

“Fuck it” (Y/N) hissed. “Wanda, your shields protect us from everything, right?” the witch nodded nervously. “Ok, that’ll do for now. Focus on that and protect us”

“Those guys are not here yet, right?”

“I don’t know, but if they appear, I can shoot them” (Y/N) grabbed Wanda by both arms firmly, in all her years of training, she was no less familiar to that scenario, but apparently the Sokovian wasn’t. “Wanda, calm the fuck down and listen to me. We’ll come out alive, we’re gonna be at the tower soon, but first things first, we need to get out of this thing before we end up like mosquitoes on the windshield”

“Ok” the witch nodded again and placed her hands on (Y/N)’s arms and her mouth hung widely open. (Y/N) knew what happened. She had not told anyone about because she knew the big speech she would be told. Now that Wanda knew, it was a matter of time until the secret came out, and all the efforts she had done in a month would have been in vain. Wanda was not a friend of secrets. “You are…!” She couldn’t even finish her sentence out of excitement and concern. She felt a bigger responsibility now.

“Goddamit, wanna keep that secret until we get out of here?” she hurried to let her go, “now get that energy of yours going on. And for the record, Steve doesn’t know…yet. And I am the one who has to tell him, not you”

“I’m happy for you. You’ll be great parents!” Wanda squealed and her eyes started to fill with tears as she gave her one last hug before getting down to business.

“Thank you, honey.” (Y/N) awkwardly pushed her away. “But we don’t need that right now. You can congratulate me later, when we’re back in New York and after telling Steve.”

Wanda did as told and put a shield over their bodies; steps were heard from across the hallway, or maybe they were pieces of the upper stories falling down a few inches away from them. It seemed like a successful escape, but they did not have in mind that there could be other people waiting for them outside it. And it was the case.

“Anyone on com?” (Y/N) yelled, pressing the device on her ear. “Any-fucking-one on fucking com? We got a situation!” (Y/N) groaned at the lack of response and took her gun out of its hip holster. “Ok, no one’s there, so you’re gonna have to back me up. I’ll be going forward to the exit,” (Y/N) pointed at the ironical light at the end, “and you protect my back and sides, try to keep a shield over our heads to, but I know that might consume you whole, but give it a try, or even better, push the falling material away. That guy over there looks like he’s gonna need more than one bullet. Wanda, I need you to protect the three of us, ok?”

“When are going to tell Steve?” Wanda asked as they kept walking towards the exit. The bad guys flew in the air as her threads threw them away. “You need to tell him”

“I just don’t want him to tell me that I need to back off.” (Y/N) aimed and shot, but they were still too far away from him. “I am pregnant, definitely not disabled”

“But you have to take things slower. Missions like this are no good for any of you”

“Thank you Dr. Cho” (Y/N) scoffed sarcastically. “You better keep your head in…” she shot once, “keeping us safe instead of…” she shot again, “nailed it… instead of worrying about me and the baby.”

The guy waiting outside fell onto the concrete and another avenger appeared. The metal mal awaited for them to get them out safely, but as Wanda and (Y/N) kept running inside the tumbling building, the latter wasn’t aware that there was a piece of ceiling that had just fell in front of her, making her trip and dramatically fly all the way until she hit the ground curled into herself. Pain was far from what she felt. The bruises and wounds on her face and body were the least, but the arm that got the worst part, was broken.

“Wanda, promise me with your life you won’t say peep” the less injured arm of (Y/N) held Wanda in place. Her breathing was out of control due to how excruciating the pain was; her eyes were wide open, “Wanda, I swear to god…”

“We’re going home, (Y/N)” Tony said in a definitely not calming voice, cradling her in his arms and flying to the quinjet.

“Wanda, you’re warned!”

“(Y/N) how could you do that?” Steve yelled. Unfortunately, Dr. Cho was nowhere to be found and she could not save (Y/N) from the torment of facing an enraged Captain America this time. “I mean of all people, you had to be the one to do something both stupid and reckless. And with Wanda…?” his hands moved a lot, typical of him when he was angry.

“Steve…” (Y/N) tried to protest, but it was useless, the soldier was too angry to listen to her.

“I get it from Wanda, she’s unexperienced and her feelings are volatile and all that crap. But you? You’re not like that!” Steve’s hands were on his waist as if he waited for an explanation, but he began again, “God, (Y/N). I freaking care about you-“

“I know!” she cut him off in annoyance.  Steve had the tendency of treating her like a child whenever she (or anyone) made a mistake or did something really stupid. This was one of those times.

“Then why on earth would you do that?”

“Steve, can you just shut up for like, one bloody second?” (Y/N) buffed and threw her head back to the fluffy pillow of her room. “There’s some big deal I need to tell you, and of course I should’ve said this before, but you’re oh so freaking stubborn and sometimes an asshole that I just couldn’t do it” she sighed tiredly, throwing her head back on the pillow, “and what’s even worse, this can, and will change everything.”

“Don’t be so dramatic” the soldier rolled his baby blue eyes, “now, tell me what’s going on.”

“You told me I was acting weird the other day, right?” he nodded, “well, the thing is that… please don’t be mad when I tell you this…” (Y/N) nervously played with her hands. “Steve I’m…” she tucked in her lips and bit her bottom one, “I am…”

“An idiot?” Steve chimed in, “yeah, that I know”

“Fuck it, I’m pregnant” she said simply. “Oh, now I’m an idiot, right?” Steve’s jaw dropped. He was tongue tied and definitely not used to it. Being a parent had never crossed his mind, especially now that he was within the avenging life. Sure, he would consider it if (Y/N) wanted to quit, but she was not inclined in staying home and being a housewife while Steve got all the fun. “Ok, I’m sorry for saying it like this, but…I swear I wanted to tell you but I know you’d be all, ‘no you can’t come to missions because you’re pregnant’ blah, blah, blah” she made up a manly voice when she started imitating his words. “Steve, I’m pregnant, not disabled. And what happened with Wanda… it could’ve happened with me being pregnant or not. The building was crashing down from the inside and we were inside, no different from what we had in SHIELD”


“Doing fine” (Y/N) sighed with a slight smile on her lips, “Dr. Cho says that due to my heavy training, my body is quite strong which means that I can take a lot of things, though as I’m still in the first months I should be more careful, though. You never know” she shrugged, “so, you’re not mad?”

“I mean… yeah” he stuttered, “but no. I’m mad because you didn’t tell me, of course, and for the lousy impersonation, I certainly don’t speak like that. But I’m not mad because we’re going to be parents” he took the few steps that separated him from her bed and sat next to her. “So, I’m not going to ask you to stand back from missions because you and I know that’s not going to happen, but you gotta promise me you’ll take care, ok? I don’t want you or peanut to get hurt” (Y/N) frowned in confusion and Steve smiled widely. “Yeah, why?” (Y/N) took her free, casted hand to cover her face and giggled, but the laugh lasted little time; she winced in pain and left her arm back to its position.

“Of course, cap” (Y/N) took her healed hand and placed it over the soldier’s one that was closer to her, she smiled widely and nodded. She reached out her right hand to intertwine it with Steve’s, but peace didn’t last long. “What are you goofballs doing here?” she asked the team, whose heads were coming out from the glass doors of the room.

“I kinda told the team the news…” Wanda admitted with a puppy-looking face. “Sorry, they started interrogating me.”

“So, what is it going to be?” Natasha asked.

“God, Wanda… When I get out of this bed I swear to god I’m gonna kill you” (Y/N) said tiredly.

Why I will never drink another McDonald's smoothie again

So! Buckle up for a wild ride! This is more of a ‘fuck me’ kind of story…

Last night my hubby and I got McDonald’s strawberry-banana smoothies for breakkie this morning cuz fireworks went so late and we wanted quick on-the-go breakfast. Fast forward to this morning, I’m running late cuz I couldn’t find my phone, and I got stuck at a railroad crossing cuz there was a train. I text in late, nbd, it’s scheduled to be a slow day at work. So I’m mozying on my merry way, sipping my smoothie, when I feel it. That weight in my gut that tells me diarrhea has arrived at the station. I’m nowhere near a gas station, there’s just ditch and highway, and it’s getting URGENT. I STEP ON IT. I’m going 65 in a 55, and I’m CERTAIN I’ll have Hershey’s running down my legs, if you know what I mean, judging by how my gut’s feeling.

As fate would have it, there’s a police officer coming my way. I don’t see till it’s too late. And as we pass, I see his brake lights and see him make an abrupt U-turn, coming back my way. I’m just hoping to high heaven I can make it to the next gas station before he pulls me over cuz I’m starting to squirm. My heart’s racing, my stomach’s roiling, and I’m late for work. Miracle of miracles, there’s a ProFuel up on the left, so I pull in, full panic mode setting in. The cop pulls up next to me, lights flashing. I open my door and start to step out, I have gotta GO, I mean like legit emergency officer, stand back, bombs away! He tells me to get back in the car, and I just LOSE IT. I don’t even care anymore. I SHOUT, over the sound of highway, “I HAVE DIARRHEA AND I’M GOING TO SHIT MY PANTS!” At this point I am basically sobbing, and he’s taking his time assessing or whatever and I’m just squeezing my cheeks to hold it in. Finally he gets out, and I hysterically explain to him I had a McD’s smoothie that didn’t agree with me and I’m gonna crap my pants if I don’t get to the bathroom STAT. I give him my license and tell him go ahead and run it, I leave my keys, purse, etc. in the front seat, near tears at this point, and he blessedly lets me go into the gas station restroom. 

I barely make it, but I do. I come back out and he’s sitting in his squad car, sees me approach, and gets out to ask “Um, you good?” I nod affirmative, I bit calmer now that the real crisis has passed. He asks for a bit of clarification, and I tell him I never speed but I thought I was gonna have to take a crap on the side of the road. Thankfully, I have a clean record, and he lets me off with a warning. We part ways and I head on my way to work again, reflecting that he has me screaming that I have DIARRHEA on his dashcam and I’ll probly find myself on YouTube someday. Boy did my co-workers have a good laugh when I told them why I was so late!!

the memory of your hand in mine

also here on Ao3

He wakes up reaching out his hand but finds nothing, it’s not until hours later that the General – Leia, as he remembers Han saying in a soft voice – tells him that Rey has gone.

“Gone? Gone where,” He jerks up and his back spasms in pain, still not fully healed and he has to force himself to breath because it’s like nothing he’s ever felt before.

The pain though that Rey would just leave like that might be worse.

“She went to find Luke,” Leia says after he’s settled down again, her hand resting on his arm, “She’ll be back.”

Finn doesn’t say anything, just lets the nurses fuss around him and thinks of Rey; hoping she’s okay out there.

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Crazy In Love | -Dizzy-

Daniel smiles brightly, a laugh falling passed his lips at one of the girl’s words, and he shakes his head, laughing harder and scrunching his face up. “Wow,” He says, giggling and reaching to take her phone when she hands it to him, “That’s impressive, seriously, thank you so much for going through all that trouble just to come to our show babe.” He says, his arm snaking around her shoulders as he holds a phone out, Izzy pulling away just a bit so she would photo bomb them, and Daniel snaps a photo for the girl, before holding her phone back out to her. Izzy leans into his side again, kissing under his jaw and making him smile as he continues to talk to the five girls in front of them. They’d been in Mexico maybe… eight hours now, and it had been great so far. He hadn’t seen Isobel this relaxed in months, and he hadn’t had her be this affectionate towards him for just as long, and it was nice, it was so nice to have her back like this. “Okay guys, we’ve gotta go now,” He says, Izzy giggling again, kissing his cheek as he holds an arm out to hug the fans all at once, Izzy also hugging them, “It’s been great, I hope to see you all at the our concert the next time we’re down her with the rest of the boys.” He says, giving another big smile, “Have a good night!” He says as he grips Izzy’s hand, and takes a step away, dragging her stumbling self towards the elevator, Daniel laughing when she kisses his neck again.

Louder Than Words | ONE SHOT ft. Kai |

@ kaisetsunahito asked: hello~ can i request a scenario of kai based on acoustic collabo’s you and me, flattering( /watch?v=g_IVc7ElqQw ), when jongin is a shy but famous performing art student and you are a calm and easy going design student hehe thank you! love you and your blog senpaaaaai~(づ ̄ ³ ̄)

The last few weeks, your design course required you to submit a design project where everyone had to create and submit potential logo and program designs for the college’s annual performance show.

With the submission date just days to go, you found yourself spending almost every spare hour in the rehearsal theatre watching the performance students rehearse their final pieces.

Of course their obvious talent caught your eye every time a student would come to the microphone or perform their original plays; but it was the dance numbers; and one dance student that really intrigued you.

“Would you look at that!”

Sehun nudged his fellow classmate in the ribs as he caught sight of his apparent crush, 

“She’s here again, Jongin-ahhh~”

“Hey, I told you to stop calling me that” Kai began to stretch on the stage with Sehun following suit, “And keep your voice down… someone might hear”

“Hear that the most popular, yet most shy and talented dancer at school has a thing for some girl he’s never talked to?” He put it in the most plainest way, but it made the most sense, “Word is, she and her class won’t be here for long. Better make a move”

Peeking to the audience area below, Kim Jongin stole another glance of ____ who was too busy with her face in her sketchbook to return the look. Sure he wanted to tell her, ask her out for dinner after the show next week; hoping that she’d be there in the first place.

But words weren’t Kai’s strong point and he needed to think a little harder about how he’d confess his feelings.

Something about the way he moved stirred the heartstrings inside of you. He was so passionate, but it was nothing less than expected from Kai. You wanted to stare a little longer but you felt like he was too looking your way; then again; maybe you were just imagining; did he even know you existed?

Hiding behind your sketchbook, you took a deep breath; remembering the words your cousin gave you. There’s no chance like today.

You began to weigh up the positives and negatives of striking conversation with Jongin after rehearsals. Maybe he was used to girls flirting with him and used to nicely rejecting girls. Rejecting? Why would he reject you? Were you even confessing?

Your mind was a mess for the rest of the hour as you barely managed to finish your design. All you had was pages literally covered from top to bottom with the words ‘I really like you’ scribbled over hundreds of times. Oh dear.

“Look, look, look!” Oh Sehun almost pointed right  to the back of the theatre to the last row of seats to a figure rising from their seat, “She’s leaving now! Go talk to her before she goes!”

Freezing in his position on the stage, Kai began to prep himself; either for the worst or the better before leaping off the stage and into the almost empty audience.

“Hey… hey!” Jongin abruptly called out, hoping that you’d hear it and realise he was calling out for you, “Wait!”

You knew it was his voice. There was always a soft and bashful tone in his voice and that was exactly what you heard, matching the footsteps that ran after you.

“Don’t go yet” Kai kept you from taking one more step as his hand reached out for yours, ever fitting in your palm, “I.. I gotta tell you something”

For a moment you closed your eyes before turning around to face him. You knew your face was already red and your fluttering heart didn’t seem to stop; next thing you know you had turned back around, only for him to get you to face him once more.

Kim Jongin had rehearsed exactly what he needed to say almost a thousand times in his head but they didn’t seem to come out. He didn’t want to make a fool of himself either; careful with what he would say.

Spotting the book in your hands, he gestured to ask if he could use it, taking the marker from the spiral of it, and finding a spare page to scribble on.

“It’s full” Kai chuckled, finally breathing like normal, his guard already let down, “You write a lot too”

Write? Uh-oh.

“Wait!” You tried to take the sketch book back before he landed on the pages of 'I like you’s. “Don’t read-”

“…I really like.. you”

Your eyes instantly shut as you cringed with Jongin reciting the words. This wasn’t the way that you wanted him to find out.

“You know how they say actions speak louder than words?” He left the pages open and safely placed the book into your hands, “Now I know what they mean by that”

“..How so?” You asked, fiddling with the paper, 

“Like this" 

Jongin took one step closer to fill the gap between the two of you, his eyes wandering between the ground and yours as his nerves filled him.

Before you could turn away once more, or even take a step back, Kai left you with the sweetest kiss on the cheek; instantly grinning afterwards.

"I’m not good with words.. so I hope this will do..”

ahh~ took me forever to get to this! but thanks for requesting and reading!! Don’t forget to hit like :D

Funny thing, I wrote “I really like you" hundreeeeds of times once back in the day when i had this crush on this guy xD should’ve given it to him LOL

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