Description: After Tom promises Jacob that he’ll tell the reader his feeling at the wedding if
he can get proof that she likes him back, Jacob works tirelessly on trying to get a confession out of the
Jacob’s eyes zeroed in on (Y/N)
who was leaning against the lockers talking to Zendaya animatedly. Today they
were filming on location at a high school in New York City. Right now, however
they were on break between takes.
“Why are you staring at (Y/N)
like you’re going to eat her?” Tom asked his friend, looking up from his script
for a moment. They were sitting underneath a nearby window reviewing lines for
“I’m just… thinking,” he replied
looking away from his female costars.
Tom raised an eyebrow and put his
script down. “About what?”
“How you’re going to tell her that
you like her,” Jacob answered, smiling cheekily.
Rolling his eyes, Tom once again
picked up his script and went back to reading. “You are absolutely
insufferable,” he mumbled with a strong accent.
“If you would just tell me how
you’re gonna do it then I would stop pestering you about it,” Jacob said.
Tom sighed. “Jacob, I already
told you, I haven’t thought about it because you’re not going to come through
with your end of the deal.”
prompt: you’re speeding and you get pulled over by this guy… what do you do?
you speed a lot, it’s a total vice and a habit you’ve been trying to curb since you started driving
so it’s not fully a surprise when you get pulled over by an officer at 10 pm as you’re driving home from work
but actually, it is, but we’ll get into that later
it’s raining and the visibility is terrible, but, surprise surprise, you are not driving too badly!
however, you get pulled over by an officer who seems to be sitting in the best place for a speed trap
and this officer, who doesn’t look a day over five yeaRS OLD, has the audacity ,,, to pull you over after you’ve just broken up with your terrible boyfriend (it was a long time coming but it still hurts) and tbh you’re crying a lil bit
to add insult to injury, you were only going 5 miLES OVER THE SPEED LIMIT like honestly who iS HE
and he’s a rookie cop, and it’s probably his first day on the job, and it’s raining and he’s so nervous
he doesn’t know what do to bc he’s the golden maknae and everyone expects him to know what to do 25/8 so no one told him how to deal with this situation
so he kinda just knocks on your window to get you to roll it down and like,,, your mascara wasn’t waterproof that day and you kinda look a mess so you roll the window down super slowly
he just kinda stops and stares and you just cry harder bc it has been a very long day and he is way hotter than your now ex but he is also a 5 year old™
who thinks going 5 mph over the speed limit is a crime
so like he obviously asks for your license and registration after introducing himself as “Officer Jeon” but he kinda chills out when he sees that you’re literally crying your eyes out
“what’s wrong is a speeding ticket that bad bc I can just give you a warning just please stop crying I don’t know the protocol for this”
he legit buzzes into his radio like “this is officer jeon and I’m on speed patrol and there’s this crying lady (lowkey gorgeous but that’s not the point rn) and I have no idea what to do”
and police chief min yoongi just sighs and replies “kook… please we’re trying to catch a Very Bad Man™
rn just figure something out”
and so basically kook just stands there and is like “ok I’m not going to give you a traffic ticket bc first of all I don’t have a supervising officer with me and I only pulled you over bc your car is super dope and I wanted to know where you bought it”
“but in hindsight that was a bad plan bc you’re crying I seem to have fucked up”
“so I gotta blast”
so he jumps on this cop motorcycle that seems to have appeared out of nowhere and blasts right outta there
so the next evening you’re in the elevator at your apartment building after having spent a long day at work shit talking about your ex with your boss, who is also surprisingly one of your best friends
(your boss is coincidentally min yoogi, yes you are a cop and you seemed to have forgotten that fact when you got pulled over)
and so apparently officer jeon lives in your building (on the same floor in fact) and is in the elevator with you
and he’s just like “omg a girl?? the crying girl from last night? what do?”
so you say “oh yeah you’re officer jeon? sorry I freaked on you last night haha I was having a bad day but if you were wondering, I talked to yoongi, and he straight up laughed at the situation last night”
and he’s like yoongi… I don’t know a yoongi, who is this crazy girl talking about… and then he puts it together that you mean poLICE CHIEF MIN YOONGI???
and he’s like lowkey afraid how do you know his boss??? r u the girlfriend??
spoiler alert: you aren’t
but he basically runs off bc he’s highkey afraid of you
but as you continue to run into him in the elevator, you guys begin to chat
he doesn’t know that you are basically yoongi’s right hand man, as you work in the drug department of the police, in fact your partner is min’s girlfriend that jeon lowkey thought you were for a bit
and so you somehow swing the hours of a traffic cop but the job of a detective it’s pretty sweet if you do say so yourself
so one day you’re out in your undercover vehicle with your partner doing a drug bust and you’re speeding over to the scene of the crime
and guess who fuckin pulls u over for speeding
officer mcfreaking jeon and no one told him you guys are officers, because first of all, he’s brand new, and second of all, everyone loves to mess with the kid because he is just so gullible
it’s kinda a joke within the department that he keeps pulling over his senior officers without knowing it (believe me it has happened more than once)
and so when he comes to knock on the window, you’re like “sorry jeon we don’t have time for this” so you and your partner flash your badges blast outta there
and he’s just stood there frozen like “how did I not know about this???”
and he, coincidentally, is on the way to the bust bc the police department is short staffed and he has been asked to help out
and somehow you, after all of your years of experience working drugs and dangerous situations, find yourself standing on a pressurized explosive in the meth lab you were investigating
there’s no time to call the bomb squad as the countdown is running low and just as you think you are about to perish, officer muscle pig jeon runs in, picks you up off the explosive, and runs like hell outta there
five seconds after you escape, the meth lab blows up and you would have died had he not been so fast, but surprise, his other talent is running like naruto at supersonic speeds
however, he is not immune to explosive blasts and the strength of the blast knocks him over
somehow you end up sprawled across his body
and somehow along the way you have fallen for his good looks, conversations, and general naive idiocy
so you lean over and kiss the boy impulsively, but you have no regrets bc the boy kisses you back, I mean, you’re beautiful and intelligent, and a strong leading lady
so you eventually become one of the closest knit couples at the precinct and everyone lowkey hates you for being such a mushy couple
I just hit 1500 followers, and as promised, I’m doing my first Follow Forever! You guys are the best of the best in my eyes~ (bold is for blogs I talk to more/are more active with. You’re all amazing though!!)
If it's not too late to leave a prompt: photographer Brittany and model Santana getting their flirt on during a photo shoot
This was MUCH longer than I thought it was going to be, but I started writing, and anyway, there you go. I’m not super stoked about the ending, but this 500 Follower Prompt Challenge was meant to push me to my uppermost limits, and apparently that entails writing a bunch of crappy endings. This will continue until Saturday (maybe Sunday), and I hope you’re having a good time! Catch up here please.
Professional photographer Brittany Pierce doesn’t do starstruck. She’s been in the business for almost ten years, and has met presidents and monarchs, movie starlets and pop icons, reality queens and sports gods. She’s done it all. And she’s always been charming and relaxed. Focused and professional. Not once has she put her foot in her mouth, or stumbled over her words. Not once.
And then her assistant Tina stops her on the way into her office one day, pulling the receiver away from her mouth, and casually smacking her gum.
“Santana Lopez wants a shoot. I scheduled her for a meeting tomorrow, since you’ve got the time. Let me know if it doesn’t work.”
With that she was back on the phone, chatting away, and didn’t look back to notice that Brittany had stopped in her tracks. Stock still in front of the desk.
“What do you mean, ‘Santana Lopez wants a shoot?’ Why is this is the first I’m hearing about this?” Brittany’s voice was rising hysterically, and Tina grimaced, furrowing her brow into a question mark.
“Yeah, you know, Santana Lopez, big time actress. She wants a shoot. You don’t have to do it, Britt, she just wants a meeting. I set it up for tomorrow because Gaga cancelled and I know you said you didn’t want to leave it open because she was always doing that and you didn’t want her to think you were at her beck and call and-”
Brittany marched over to the desk, gripping the sides with both hands and leaning over it towards Tina.
“Santana Lopez. The actress”
It wasn’t a question but Tina nodded slowly.
They spent another moment looking at each other before Brittany spun on her heel and headed into her office.
“Tell her I cancel. I’m sick. Tell her I’m dead. Tell her I got sick and died, and my funeral is underwater and she can’t come.”
She slammed the door shut behind her, and left a slack jawed Tina in her wake.