anyone else still sometimes catch themselves thinking about how after all those years of idolizing dave strider and after all that time in the void session wondering and anticipating and nervously awaiting this theoretical possibility that he might get the chance to meet him, dirk finally fucking sits down with dave one on one hours from the final battle and like wow fucking surprise motherfucker
he gets to find out his literal worst fears were ACTUALLY true! the version of him that dave knew actually did, in fact, do his level best to ruin dave’s life and was an abusive, toxic influence from day one and throughout to the point where dave can’t even look at him without flinching!
this coming at a time when dirk is already horrendously low on himself, his relationship with Jake literally just blew up like 3 hours ago and if the AR thing went down even remotely the same way there was also that and holy hell dude what a time to be informed about the existence of Bro Strider. Dirk is sitting there thinking he was a toxic influence to Jake from moment one and probably all of his friends the whole time and here Dave is confirming everything from a parallel perspective?
you can just see this horrible gut clenching moment when this utterly defeated Dirk just meekly accepts that this other version of himself is reflective of his true innermost self and has justifiably ruined any chance he ever had of impressing or even knowing Dave
– and then you see Dave just immediately lift it off him, even get kinda angry at him for having the audacity to even try accepting it that way, you can FEEL Dave’s fucking confusion because he went in guns blazing expecting a confrontation with someone as impossible and inscrutable as Bro was. Dave went in expecting to punch a brick wall and get nowhere, and instead he got Dirk “you’re absolutely right and I’m so fucking sorry I ruined your life” Strider
and from Dirk’s pov, listening to this, watching this, having this realization that this dave isn’t an untouchable, aloof, mysterious and mythical heroic figure of legend at all, but that only makes him MORE worthy of idolization in all the ways that genuinely matter – and simultaneously thinking that he’s already sabotaged himself out of the chance to know him at all.
It’s like, god, you know those hyperrealistic nightmares people have sometimes that are so fucking scary because they’re indistinguishable from real life, the ones where after you wake up it takes a long time for the understanding that it was actually just a dream to hit you and then you want to cry with relief?
For Dirk this had to have been so much like that, the whiplash between being 100% sure that Dave was just going to say what he needed to say and then never speak to him again (and knowing Dirk would have considered it completely justified and never questioned his right to do so jesus christ) followed IMMEDIATELY by Dave just being like no you don’t get it, THIS you, this version of you, what I am looking for deep down in my fucking SOUL is for this you that you are right now to be a person that I can have in my life to tell me that I’m okay, that you’re okay, that WE’RE okay – and after fifteen minutes talking to you I can already immediately tell that you ARE that person.
Dirk’s friends were always only interested in denying the possibility that Dirk could ever truly become a monster, they could never have possibly understood just how DARK Dirk is at his most self destructive, and that’s part of why their reassurances were always hollow for him – they didn’t GET IT, right, they never could have followed the rabbit hole all the way down, so what did they know? But this guy, Dave Strider, has literally seen Dirk at his worst, has lived through the actual reality of the worst things living inside the full-picture potential of Dirk Strider, has dealt with that to great personal detriment and is fucking STILL sitting here telling him “I can tell that you are different, I can tell that you are better, and I am willing to trust you and help you to become a better person than the guy I knew because at the end of the fucking day, you are too important to me to give up on”
like yeah confronting dirk with all of that was what dave needed absolutely but BEING confronted and ultimately forgiven by dave was what dirk needed too, just as much
you’ll never realize that you’ve fallen in love until you sit and think about everything that’s changed.
a few months ago his voice was just a voice and his smile just a smile and his laugh just a laugh, but today, and now, and for a long time coming, his smile makes you feel warm even if it’s 39 degrees and he’s nowhere near and his voice becomes your favorite sound and his laugh can pull you from your unhappiness and suddenly you’ve stopped drowning.
you’d rather have your own best friend 5,000 miles away from you than have him be anywhere but in your arms and you start to forget why you were ever unhappy in the first place because the universe managed to shove millions of stars and an entire galaxy into a single body and that body isn’t yours but it’s close enough.
you stop wanting to be asleep all the time because being asleep means being away from him even if he’s already on the other side of what feels like the entire universe and you want to spend every waking moment thinking of him and talking to him.
you stop drinking because you don’t need fake happiness anymore because the alcohol will wear off in the morning but at least he won’t.
you don’t realize you’re in love until you’ve noticed that you could spend the rest of your life looking at him because his smile is as bright as the sun and his laugh as warm as it and his eyes as blue as the sky, if not more, and he’s not just a person anymore but the epitome of perfect and he has all the power to ruin your life with your heart in his hands.
AN: This entire imagine Jungkook is called Jeon, just so nobody gets confused
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Your arms were crossed over your chest as you stared the man across the room down. His eyes were focused anywhere but you, not because he was shy or embarrassed to be around you, but because he didn’t think any of it would be worth his time. The only thing you were to him was another paycheck, and as long as the bills were paid, he had no reason to complain.
On the other hand, you had every right. Ever since your father had hired the Jeon man to watch over you, your life had come to a halt. You were used to going out late at night and partying with strangers, but with him looking after you, you barely got out of the house without a follower. No matter where you went, he was there following after you.
The reason for the meeting now, one between your father and the Jeon man, was because of your latest escape attempts. Jeon had gone to lay down, thinking you had taken a nap and he had let his guard down. You left within seconds of him falling asleep and you thought that you had finally out smarted him, that you were finally going to be able to have a night to yourself.
The thought crossed your mind as you exhaled the smoke from
a cigarette, watching as it disappeared with the wind. Just like you had, a
The sun’s rays peeked out from behind the familiar, tall
building in front of you, spreading its light over the shadows where you hid.
Rika’s old apartment building. The same place where he had brought you to, and the same place he had taken you away from.
Even now, you were unaware of their intentions for bringing
you to the RFA and then stealing you away, but… it didn’t matter. No, nothing
You crumpled the lit cigarette with your bare hands, tossing
it to the ground to stamp out the flame, feeling satisfied by the small crunch! sound it made. You wouldn’t have
started to smoke, had it not been for the influence of Mint Eye. Sure, you knew
it’d kill you, but everything you’d learned at Mint Eye had opened your eyes to
the world—that nothing was worth living for in the first place. What did it matter if you killed yourself a
“MC?” A familiar voice called out to you, making you snap
out of your thoughts. Your eyes widened with recognition as you stared at the
person before you, but you quickly narrowed them, pursing your lips as you
gazed at them coolly.
He did a double take, as his eyes roamed over your face,
taking in the familiar features of your face that he hadn’t seen in a year…
“MC? Y-you’re MC, right?”
His voice was filled with hope and desperation, and he
subconsciously reached out to you, as if he wanted to catch you before you
But you didn’t reply, instead brushing past him, barely
acknowledging his presence. As you passed him, he noticed the cold look in your
eyes, and shuddered. That… that wasn’t the kind and warm MC he had grown to
known. You wouldn’t look at him like that, no… not you.
Yoosung could only stare after you in disbelief, but he
never gathered the courage to approach you again, not even to confirm your
It couldn’t have been you. You wouldn’t look so… so… empty.
He’d lament about it to Zen later, drunkenly babbling that
he’d seen someone just like you on the streets… admitting his fear that he was
too much of a coward to find out if it had been you.
“I’m scared if it really was MC… Her eyes looked so distant…
so empty… so cold… it can’t be her,” Yoosung would deny, shaking his head with
a drunken grin on his face. “MC… our MC would never…”
He refused to believe it, avoiding the thought completely. A
tear fell from his eye as he gazed at Zen through his glass of champagne. “You
should’ve seen those scars on her body… god, no, they can’t… they just can’t
belong to her,” he hiccupped, still shaking his head in denial.
Even as he fell asleep from the heavy amount of alcohol he’d
consumed, he would continue to cry in his sleep, dreaming of the broken girl
that he’d been too afraid to even talk
You didn’t bother sparing him a second glance as you met
eyes with him, but he grabbed your arm before you could even turn the other
His eyes were shining almost too brightly, and you could
practically see a tail wagging excitedly from behind him like a dog. “Jagiya!!
Oh, I knew it was you. I would recognize your pretty face anywhere. I’m so glad
you’re okay, jagi, I can’t wait to tell the others! I’ve missed…”
Zen trailed off as he noticed your unchanging expression,
but he mustered up another smile to cover up the fact that your lack of
reaction dampened his mood. After all, it had been a year since he last saw
you. He didn’t want to waste any more time with you, and he didn’t want to be
gloomy with you after so long.
“Come on, why don’t we sit down somewhere to catch up?” he
smiled warmly, tugging at your arm gently. He didn’t miss the unusual way you
winced a bit as he did.
Zen loosened his grip on you arm, worry building
uncomfortably in his heart. “MC… is it okay if I roll up your sleeve? Please…”
His eyes searched yours for an answer, not just to his spoken question but to
the millions of questions bottled up.
You… you felt torn. Why was he acting so nice to you even
though you weren’t even a part of the RFA? Even though it’d been a year? Even
though… even though he had no reason to be nice to you? You felt a pain tugging
at your heart, but you tried to ignore it instead.
Zen looked at you while rolling up the sleeve of your right
arm, watching your expression carefully for any hint that he should stop.
But you let him.
You let him see the dark purple bruises lining up your arm,
the faded scars that left scabs in their place… the pain. The pain you’d
suffered the past year.
He felt sick. What had happened during the time you had gone
missing…? Why… why couldn’t he be there for you? Why did this have to happen?
Why weren’t you saying anything? Why aren’t there even tears in your eyes? Why
wouldn’t you look at him in the eyes?
So many questions were spinning in his mind, but he couldn’t
voice a single one. “I’m sorry,” he whispered instead, tears prickling at the
corners of his eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
His hands were trembling as he held yours, bringing the tips
of your fingers to his lips as he kissed every one softly… treating you as if
you were the most delicate thing in the world.
“I’m so sorry I let them hurt you.”
Her eyes had dark circles under them, even larger than the
ones you’d last seen on her face a year ago. You wondered, could it be that
you’d caused that? But you quickly brushed aside the thought. ‘I don’t care,’ you told yourself.
It took her a moment to really look at you, her tired mind
barely processing what was going on. “MC…?”
She just barely recognized you. Gosh… you looked so
different. You were wearing dull, dark clothes, even gained a piercing… There
were obvious scars at the base of your neck, travelling down toward your chest…
But your eyes. Your eyes looked so dead.
Jaehee had always thought that she herself looked stressed
and tired enough… but seeing you today made her think twice. You looked far
worse than her, and she hadn’t even thought that was possible.
She swallowed her thoughts, choosing to make small talk with
you instead. “You’ve… changed a lot, MC,” she commented softly, unsure what to
You cocked your head at her. How were you supposed to
respond to that?
“Uhm, maybe we could grab some coffee?” she tried, still
trying to get over her shock of seeing you after your disappearance a year ago.
Jaehee had no idea what exactly had happened to you, and reality hadn’t quite
hit her that you were standing in front of her just yet, but… she was so, so
glad to see you.
Your heart swelled at the delighted expression Jaehee wore,
and you flashed a small, sad, tired smile at her. You’d missed her. She’d been the
only female in the RFA, so you’d put in a lot of effort to befriend her. Jaehee
had been one of your closest female friends in your entire life, despite the
fact that you had only known her for a short period of time…
But no matter how you felt, you couldn’t do anything about
“I’m sorry.” You pulled her into a tight embrace, closing
your eyes briefly to savour the moment. But you quickly let go before she could
even wrap her arms around you. “I… don’t want to put you in danger.”
With that, you turned on your heel, leaving a confused,
sleep-deprived Jaehee behind to suffer from your absence yet again.
unaware of Mint Eye in this.)
“MC!” His voice was urgent and desperate, very different
from the gentle tone you remembered him by. “MC… I’m so glad you’re okay…”
His eyes were filling with tears, relieved to see you after
so long. He noted your features… the bruises, the healing injuries, the broken
look in your eyes as if you’d lost all meaning in life. Dread and guilt
overwhelmed his relief, his body growing stiffer and stiffer the more details
Because it was his fault.
He was the one who swore you’d be safe. And yet…
He almost choked on his tears as he managed to whisper, “Oh
god, I’m so sorry, MC.”
Reality hit him. It was all his fault that this had happened
to you. If only he hadn’t convinced Jumin… if only he’d ensured your security…
if only it wasn’t for him, you wouldn’t have these scars.
“Leave me alone,” you muttered, brushing past him. He
watched you walk away, your eyes downcast and lacking life. He could almost
hear his own heart cracking more with every step you took.
Because he had no right to stop you. He had no right to
interfere with your life and risk ruining it more than he already had.
Your brief meeting with him had started with a broken girl,
and ended with a broken man.
His heart was hammering as he stared at you with wide eyes.
He almost couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He took quick, long strides to
make his way toward you, but you broke into a sprint, running away from him.
No. No. Not him. Not Jumin. No.
You knew how he’d felt about you. Hell, you knew you’d felt
something with him, too. If you looked at him any longer, all the feelings, all
the memories, would come rushing back. You couldn’t let him see you.
But he chased you.
God, there was no way he’d let you go again.
He ran the fastest he’d ever run in his entire life,
ignoring everyone and everything around him, only focusing on catching you. But
then he tripped just as he got within an arm’s reach, and you halted in your
steps on instinct. A pained smile crossed his face as Jumin grabbed at your
ankle tightly, making sure you couldn’t run off again.
“I knew you would stop for me,” he murmured softly. He stood
up slowly, his eyes trained on you. “I thought I’d never get the chance to see
you again. That I’d never be able to tell you how sorry I am for letting you go
that day… Even after a year, you’re still the same kind, gentle MC I know.”
You held back your tears, avoiding his gaze. “I’m not the
same, Jumin,” you started, your voice coming out as an unintentional whimper. “I…
You don’t know what they did to me, Jumin… They t-touched me, and drugged me, and
hurt me and killed me in so, so many ways… I… I’m so disgusted with myself…”
You didn’t know why you were telling all this to him. But you
couldn’t help it. He was the man you had loved… The man you probably still held
feelings for. Even if a year had gone by, the way his mere presence made you
feel safe and loved never changed.
He gently cradled you in his arms. “I promise you, MC. I
will do anything and everything in my power to protect you. I will never let
this happen again, I promise,” he murmured in your ears, his chin resting upon
your shoulder. You felt dampness on your shoulder, and you realized… Jumin Han was crying.
“How? Seven couldn’t even protect me,” you muttered, holding
yourself back from returning his warm embrace.
He didn’t answer you. Instead, he acted immediately on his
words. Jumin exposed your identity to the world, requesting an international TV
station to release the news. Everyone would know you. If Mint Eye attempted to
take you again, they wouldn’t be able to do so without raising the public’s suspicions.
Furthermore, he assigned you trustworthy guards and increased security around
his apartment with Seven’s help.
They had let you go once. They wouldn’t make the same
It would take time to help you recover from your traumatic
events, but.. They would never let anything happen to you, ever again.
Because they love you. They all do.
He would recognize you anywhere. Even worse, he recognized
the glazed look in your eyes immediately, too.
“Come with me right now,” he scowled, grabbing your hand
roughly. You tried to pull back, but his grip was firm, and you couldn’t fight
against his strength.
As he led you angrily through the streets, throwing you into
his car and locking the two of you inside, a million thoughts were filling his
“Who did this to you?” Seven demanded. He was seething, his
golden eyes flashing with detest.
You only glared back at him, refusing to answer his
question. What good would it do you? Mint Eye had overpowered him and his
security once. Even if you went crawling back to the RFA, they would only get
you again. It was hopeless. Everything was fucking hopeless.
Hurt flashed across his face as he realized what you were
thinking, and he lowered his eyes, guilt clouding them. “You think I’m useless,
huh. I know. You entrusted your life with me and I only let you down. I can’t
promise you that I can help, but please, at the very least, let me try. Tell me
what happened, MC,” he pleaded softly.
“Even if I told you, what could you do?” you replied in a
quiet, tired voice. “It’s an entire organization, Seven. Mint Eye, if you must
know. Look, I don’t expect you to do anything.” An empty laugh escaped your
lips. “You claim to be this amazing hacker, but you couldn’t even find one girl. You… you have no idea what I
With that said, you left his car, slamming the door shut
That night, when you returned to Mint Eye Headquarters, you
noticed that everyone was in a frenzy, running around like mad dogs. “What’s
going on?” you asked someone passing by.
Their eyes reflected yours with fear. “We’ve been exposed.
Revealed to the world. We have to get out, NOW. They’ve sent the government and
news stations after us. Each man for himself, run for your life!”
You stood there, shocked as you realized that Seven had
taken action immediately. Your phone buzzed with a notification, and you
noticed a distinctly familiar number texting you.
707: It’s been a year,
MC. I haven’t done nothing throughout this time. I always swore to myself that
if I finally found you again one day, I would save you.
Your eyes welled up with tears as you read his messages.
707: If you trust me,
come to this address: [Address Here]
707: We’re waiting for
you, MC. Everyone’s waiting.
You started to run away from the building and towards your
friends. Yoosung… Zen… Jaehee… Jumin…
The thought of their smiling faces, greeting you, was enough
to bring a smile to your face. The first genuine smile since you’d been taken
away from the RFA.
A/N I’ve been really inspired lately to write a bit more. I’m so thankful to hear some of your guys feedback on my last imagine and I thought why not make another one. Enjoy xoxo
Summary:You are the sister of King Ben and you have developed a crush on Harry Hook. You try so hard to become a Villain and ask the 4 VK to help you.
“I’m too dangerous for you lass” I spoke to Y/N we had been partnered up in chemistry class together “I can basically read your mind Y/N you don’t deserve me you deserve good and I’m evil.” “I don’t play by the rules Harry I know what evil is and I can be that for you.” Y/N flirted back attempting to be bad. I laughed as I smirked up at her “Y/N deary you have no idea what evil is.”
She’s suppose to marry royalty no matter what I cannot let her find out that I have been in love with her since the day I laid my eyes on her. She deserves good not evil.
He had been watching the two of you for a long time, the way you looked at each other, the way you talked to each other. He remembered at the beginning of the relationship, when he would the two of you just smile at each other and whisper things in each other’s ears so nobody else in the room would be able to hear what you guys were talking about.
He remembered the feeling in his stomach as he watched it, knowing that something about it was just wrong. There was the twisting of his stomach, and the bile rising in his throat as he watched the interactions between the two of you. But he pushed those feelings aside because he saw how happy you were, and as long as you were happy it didn’t matter what happened to him at all.
Now when he looked at the two of you, he took in how you kept your distance away from each other, he noticed how Jungkook always talked to other girls, and when you weren’t around he even went as far as to flirt with them and ask for a couple of their numbers. Jimin knew what Jungkook was doing behind your back, and for some reason he couldn’t find the courage to tell you.
A/N: SORRY! I always seem to post my work at like 10 at night. Well, here you go! This one is more fluff and not as eventful as others are, but the next one shit happens.
~ Admin Brooklyn
You looked at Mr. Kwon with confusion. He looked at you expectantly. You sat up on your bed, crossing your legs. Ji’s cat, Ai, quickly moved from off your side and onto your lap. Ai curled up in between your legs. Ai looked at Mr. Kwon with a sideways glance before settling into his new spot.
“Princess, I don’t have all day, and you know I won’t beg.” He seemed so casual. It always sent chills down your spine. You started to wonder if Ji Yong does it too.
“Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise, but you might want to change out of those shorts.” You looked down at your legs. Your shorts stopped at the bottom of your butt. Mr. Kwon smiled, although it was anything but comforting. “In this community who knows what people would do to you in those pants.”
You got up quickly, not wanting to irritate him. Ai gives you a look before curling up in a ball where you sat. Mr. Kwon smiled at you and then left the room. The boys follow behind him leaving you alone with Ai. You quickly went to your closet, which now has clothes hung and folded in it. You quickly put on a pair of leggings and leave the room. Mr. Kwon waited outside, both Seunghyun’s waiting as well.
“Let’s get going. I’m sure you have other plans for today.” You looked at Mr. Kwon confused, but he had already started walking. You followed him, both Seunghyun’s behind you on either side of you. Once again as you get further from your room, you start to hear people talking. Again as you walk through the living room and hallways you pass people, but this time it was different. Everybody moved and made a path for Mr. Kwon and his guests. They parted like the Red Sea, giving their leader a clear path. Once again you got looks. Although they were the same if not harsher looks compared to last time. Some people glared as you walk pass them, other gave you sympathetic looks.
“So, are you enjoying your stay?” Mr. Kwon asked. Everything always seemed so casual when he did it. Although you knew how cunning he can be, which always lead for you to have your guard up when you’re around him.
“I guess. A little lonely.” You admitted. Mr. Kwon looked down at you, nodding his head.
“I can understand that, especially in your predicament.” You nodded your head at your words. “You do have friends here, though. And I know my Ji Yong will do anything for you.”
“Yeah, I’m not exactly happy with him.” Mr. Kwon chuckled. Honestly, you knew about all the things Mr. Kwon could do to ruin your life, but he wasn’t always the bad guy. Mr. Kwon nodded his head. He continued to lead you down another hallway, the mass of people disappearing.
“I also can understand that. Trust me when I say that Ji Yong isn’t the easiest kid to raise.” Mr. Kwon said, a smile on his face. You laugh and you hear both Seunghyun’s snicker behind you. “Don’t tell him I said that though. That includes you, boys, too.”
“I won’t. I promise.” Mr. Kwon gave you a smile, one that you didn’t feel like had an alternative motive. You gave him a smile in return. Mr. Kwon stopped in front of a door and opening it for you.
“Here you go princess,” Mr. Kwon said, putting a hand on your back leading you inside. The room was long length wise. Nobody else was in there, just you four. There was a long desk that went across the room, with big dividers that broke the room into sections.
“Princess, we are going to teach you how to defend yourself.”
hey there, @aurelche ! Of course I can, love! °\(^▿^)/° thank you for stopping by and trusting me with this request, wowie! and thank you for liking my blog!! I hope you like what I write for this idea! i wanted to keep these together, so i just made a separate post heh ^^;
this is some sensitive stuff, so be warned! it also might have gotten pretty long…esp zen’s since that was the first one i did;; [tw: sexual advances, abusive relationships, violence, language]
MC had told them multiple times already. There was no way she was going to have sex with them, not before marriage. “But we’ve been dating for three years, MC.” They had said, “You have to do it with me…you love me, right?” But MC stood her ground. Even when things took a turn for the worse when they slapped her once. “Oh no, I’m so sorry babe,” They said. “I won’t do that again, but..please, just once MC.” The answer was no. Even when they asked again. And they was going to slap her again, too, she could tell. But she managed to excuse herself long enough to make a call..
when he got a call from mc asking for help, he had a feeling it was because of her boyfriend
mc told him about him pressuring her, making sexual advances when she clearly told him where she stood
so zen was on his way over, mc gave him a spare key to their place, so he uses it
when he first got that, he was so ecstatic
mc’s bf is Confused, but zen wastes no time.
“what makes you think you have the right to mc? that you can just have her when you want? why can’t you respect her decision and wait? is your dick going to fall off if you don’t get laid? no. you got hands, buddy. use them.” im yelling i just wrote that omg
both mc and her bf is Shook
right now, all mc’s boyfriend can really say is, “it’s been three years-”
“i don’t give a damn how many years it’s been! if you really wanted mc, and really appreciated her, you would’ve proposed! but all you want is sex, apparently. you don’t deserve mc.”
mc is literally just standing there, looking at zen like she’s never seen him before because his words hit her hard
it’s quiet, but mc finally speaks. “you should go. zen, you stay.”
her bf is like ??? but mc is like, “we’re over. leave my house.”
he’s about to protest, but mc yells “now!” and zen looks like he’s gonna punch him, so he leaves
“mc..?” zen asks. “do you really mean that?” she asks
“of course.” an immediate answer. “you deserve that and so much more..” he feels like he minus well. “something that i’d work to give you..”
mc smiles and walks over to peck his lips. “i don’t doubt that you would”
he gets the call in the middle of a LOLOL round, which he’d been playing more often to avoid his crush on mc
but he drops everything to help them
goes over to mc’s place and finds her just about to be slapped by her bf
he manages to get in between them on time so that he gets slapped
mc gasps and stands up, going to help him, but yoosung holds her back
“don’t you dare lay a hand on mc” he says. her bf scoffs, “or what?”
he’s about to hit yoosung again, but somehow yoosung avoids it and hits him instead
“or two things. I make you leave,” yoosung pushes him towards the door. “then I steal your girl.” he pushes him again
mc has never seen yoosung like this..and did he just say that?
mc’s bf scoffs again, trying to play it cool. “fine, have her. not like she’s gonna give you any, anyways.” and he literally just leaves
wow what an asshole
mc stares at the door, surprised and confused yoosung looks at the door and then back at mc
this is awkward..
“i guess im single now” mc says. “that- is not what i meant to do” “no..you wanted to steal me from him, right?”
“no, mc- you’re your own person-” “yoosung. don’t ever do what he did to me, okay?” he nods “now let’s check your face..”
did not need any further info, she just headed over
honestly, she never liked mc’s girlfriend anyways because of her crush
but this was ridiculous
so jaehee goes over and sees mc backed against the wall, her gf trying to make a move on her
jaehee pulls mc’s gf back by her shoulders and steps in front of mc to protect her
“you need to leave” she says. “no I don’t, we’re dating.” jaehee huffs
“not anymore. and if you want to continue saying that you’re dating, i’ll release evidence of sexual harassment. your choice.”
mc’s now ex skedaddles out of there, scared af
jaehee now turns to mc and cups her cheek
“i’m sorry, did she hurt you?” “no..but thank you…I..that was a lot”
she nods and leads mc to the couch, making her sit and kissing her forehead before she goes to make tea
when she comes back, mc asks, “do you think i’m weird…for wanting to wait?” “of course not. you have the right to your body. no one else can tell you that. I know I would be satisfied with just kissing and cuddling you until marriage”
“…jaehee?” “if- we dated, of course.” she tries to clear up