i actually stared at this for 10 minutes and i cant believe this boy

Old friends (1/?)

This is my first time writing so I’m sorry if this is terrible! I’d really like any feedback or help ! 

summary:  y/n and Sam Wilson have been neighbors since she moved to NewYork . When Sam started being an avenger they drifted, just random texts or calls . That was until the events between Steve, Bucky and Tony.  Things are all cleared now, everyone is back at the tower and/or avengers facility, including Bucky. But what happens when the reader shows up at the facility looking for Sam?

Warnings : swearing, ( that’s it for now )

Pairing: none yet ;)  Sam Wilson x reader (Platonic)

( things in bold are readers thoughts)

    Its been almost 2 years since you’ve seen Sam Wilson, 3 years since you moved to NewYork  from the small town you grew up in . Sam was the first person to treat you kindly, and you became very close over the years . From Netflix marathons to being his wingwoman at bars, to comforting him when he has nightmares from his time as paratrooper, he became your bestfriend. But since he became an avenger apparently he cant be bothered with visiting anymore. You saw him a couple times between the events of D.C and Sokovia but after that it was radio silence from him. You can’t be that mad though, you know about what happened between the avengers that split them up , and even sent Sam to jail. But that’s over with now, they are all back together somehow, who knows how that worked out.  Even though its been so long , Sam still has a lease with his apartment next to yours. So that means he has been getting a shit ton of mail, whether its important or his weird music & movie magazines . You have at least 7 bags worth of his mail sitting on the counter in your kitchen, and you’ve finally had enough.  “ I cant keep staring at this shit.” You grab all the bags , your purse and your keys and make your way out to your car. Looking at your phone , you see you’ve got an hour before your shift at the hospital. You start making your way to Stark tower, hoping Sam is there so you can yell at him .“ Just because he’s a stupid superhero saving the stupid fucking world doesn’t give him an excuse to not come see me or even fucking call me.”

15 minutes later you pull up to the curb in front of the tower, grabbing all the bags you make your way through the doors to the front desk.

   “ Hello, how can I help you Miss?” says the girl behind the desk . She was young, maybe early 20’s, short blonde hair and green  eyes . Sam had totally hit on her . Poor girl .

    “Hi , I was wondering if Sam Wilson is available, I’m an old friend and I have some of his things here ” you lifted the bags to show her and she just rolled her eyes at you.

   “ Ofcourse you are , listen Miss I get you are a fan, but Mr. Wilson is a hero, he has more important things to do that entertain a fan right now.” Oh hell no, not today bitch .

   “ Listen ,” you look at her name badge, “ Melissa, call Sam down here and Tell him y/n is here . I’m really not in the mood to be late to work today , and frankly I’m not in the mood to deal with someone like you either. So do us both a favor and just call him .“  She looked at you and hit a little green button on the desk infront of her,

   ” Security, I’m going to need you down here .“ Are you kidding me. ” And bring down Mr.Wilson with you . “ She looked up to make eye contact with you, ” Might as well let Sam watch his crazy fan get escorted out , maybe itll make his day .“ she had a little smirk on her face. Oh just wait, jokes on you idiot. You shoot a playful smirk right back.  20 seconds later, two very, very muscular security guards walk up on both sides of you . You look between the 2 and back at Melissa.

 ” Ma'am you are going to have to leave.“  You don’t see Sam anywhere so you sigh and grab the bags of mail and start to walk out. You hear the ping of the elevator that is behind Melissa.

” You called me down here sweetheart? “ SAM.

  You heard her giggle and felt your eyes roll all the way to the back of your head.

 "You had a crazy fan in here for you , I figured you would enjoy watching her get escorted out .”

   You whipped around and saw him leaning on the desk, he look up at you for a second and looked back at Melissa, but did a double take and his mouth dropped open.

“ Yeah Sammy, you enjoying this ? ” you winked and smiled at him .

“ Y/n/n !" 

 You felt your smile get bigger when you saw how wide and genuine Sam’s smile was. He ran over to you and you dropped the million bags of mail to throw yourself in his arms. You didn’t realize how much you actually missed him .  To you , Sam Wilson was your comfort , your home. After leaving your family and friends to come to New York, he filled all the missing spots for you. He was your family, and he was your friend.  But you still have a right to be mad,  You’re mad y/n, don’t forget that. At that thought, you pushed off of Sam and punched him in the shoulder.

 " Ow what the hell y/n ! Why are you so strong now !? and what’s with all the bags?” he rubbed at his arm and glared at you .

    “ You actually know her?! ” Melissa spoke and stared at you and Sam.  ahahah kiss my ass bitch

    Sam laughed and looked at you , “ why didn’t you just tell Melissa you knew me?” Oh sweet sweet Sam. So naïve .

    “ well Sammy, you see I did, and your friend over here so kindly told me to pretty much fuck off and went ahead and called jackup tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum to show me the exit .  And these millions of bags are full of all your mail that has been sitting my apartment since you apparently forgot you had a life before you threw those damn wings on. "  Your voice was raised slightly, and you could feel your heart starting to race . Sam was just staring at you with wide eyes, actually they all were, the guards and the desk snob.

” y/n , im sorry i didnt even think ..“

 " Yeah i figured you didnt. Sammy. ” You dropped the bags at his feet and started to make your way to the doors .You can feel your eyes start to water , but you try to push them back. Dont cry, dont cry.

    ” y/n wait !  “ You felt a hand wrap around your wrist, you turned and looked Sam in the eyes, and you could feel a few stray tears slip down your cheeks. 

“ I’m done waiting Sam. I don’t know what the hell your issue is, but last time I checked friends don’t abandon each other. All I needed was a damn call and you couldn’t pull your head out of your birdy ass to fucking make it ! ” by now the tears were gone and you were pissed. Sam looked terrified, did he forget how you were when you were mad ? All the night you were pissed about work, or your family when he had to calm you down or let you go a round with his punching bag?

 

Sam opened his mouth to say something but he was cut off before he could.“ Is there a problem out here Sam?” You peered around Sam to see a muscular tall blonde man, and an equally muscular man with shoulder length brown hair and a metal arm peeking out of his tshirt.

  a metal arm? OH SHIT . 

You were staring at Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. and they were staring right back.  ” No, there’s no problem Steve. Just talking with a friend.“ Sam sounded calm, but you have the feeling he doesn’t want either of them to hear this argument for some reason. ” Really bird boy? because it sounds like you friend was about to hand your ass to you. Weren’t ya doll? “ Barnes smiled at you and you could tell he was trying not to laugh. But you didn’t hold it in,  you laughed and nodded .

Damn.  I just.. damn . How are they so attractive.  

 ” Back off Barnes before I stick you back in the freezer. “ you saw Bucky roll his  eyes and Steve just looked annoyed.

 ” Hello ma'am , I’m Steve Rogers, and this is Bucky Barnes.“ Steve stepped forward and put his hand out.

   ” Hi Captain Rogers, I’m y/n. Its great to meet you  . “You shook his hand, when you let go you looked over to Bucky and nodded you head. He smiled back at you and you heard Sam Huff.

  ” y/n why don’t you just come inside so we can talk .“ Sam gave you his famous puppy dog eyes and pouty lip. You melted a little bit.

Before you could answer Bucky beat you to it.” What the hell is  that face Wilson? Maybe that’s why girls never come up with you “ You couldn’t hold back you laugh and ended up snorting in the process.

All 3 men looked at you and smiled. You feel the blush creep on your cheeks, and look down. ” oh God that was so unattractive" you mentally face palm yourself.

“ I think the exact opposite Doll.” You look up and see Bucky smirking at you, and Sam just kinda looks like he’s going to barf.   “ Can you control yourself grandpa, y/n isn’t interested in old men. What do you say y/n, lets go in and talk maybe ill even make you some hot chocolate.” Sam winked at you ,  Damn he knows how much I love hot chocolate.

 You look down to your phone and see the time. 10 minutes until you have to be at work.  " Sorry Sammy, I have to be at the hospital in 10! “ You started backing away towards your car .” It was nice meeting you guys !“ you waved to Steve and Bucky. Before you could process what you were doing  you called over to bucky,” And Bucky, I’m very interested in older men, especially soldiers “ You winked and got in your car.  You heard Sam yell ” OH HELL NO" and started laughing. you looked in the mirror as you pulled away from the tower and saw Bucky just standing there smiling while Sam stomped around .

  I cant believe I actally said that. what the hell is wrong with me, he probably thinks I’m insane

You pull into the hospital 2 minutes late, and start your 14 hour shift. All you can think about is Sam . You wish you could of stayed , but it wasn’t worth losing your job over. Your boss is not a nice man, and you cant give him any reason to get rid of you . Maybe one day you’ll go back and talk things out with Sam, maybe things could be normal again.   You go through work with no problems,  nothing interesting today . You made it home and by the time you made it to your door you were exhausted.

  I would do anything just to be in bed already . 

When you walked in you dropped your purse on the counter and went to grab water bottle before you make it to your bed. When you go to open the fridge you notice a paper that wasn’t there this morning.  You rip it out from under the magnet,

      Y/n/n ,Bet you’re shocked I still have a key ;) , I know you’re mad, and I don’t blame you.I don’t know you schedule anymore, but I’m at the tower for the rest of the week. Come by and hear me out. 

 love, Sammy.

P.s. Since when did you learn how to flirt, I’m proud . I’ve never seen Barnes turn so red. Good job, but just don’t ever do that infront of me again. Or with him. ever.  

 He’s there until the end of the week, its already Friday. 2 days, 2 days to maybe have a chance back at normal . do it !You put the note on the counter by your purse and head towards your room. 

Nap , shower, then Go see Sam.  Don’t lose your bestfriend again y/n.

Accidental Confession AU! Part 4

Hey there!!! In honor of breaking 325 followers, here’s PART 4 !!! This part is rated T for some ~innuendos~ Enjoy!!!! 

Here are the links to the other parts: 

OP

Part 1 & 2 

Interlude 1

Part 3

Interlude 2 


In the weeks that followed Midorya’s first accidental confession, more and more bits and pieces of information that he previously kept under a tight lock and key started slipping out. Todoroki had this way about him that made Midoriya’s filter completely disappear. One minute, Midoriya is talking to the fire and ice wielder about the something as random as the weather and before you know it, he’s spilling his guts about how he has close to an entire notebook filled with doodles of Todoroki looking the window from his desk. No bits of information were safe, and it terrified him. There were some things that he couldn’t bare having Todoroki find out.

“I think you need to take a step back and breathe for a second,” Uraraka began as she coached Midoriya during their lunch period, “I’m sure Todoroki isn’t weirded out by your confessions. If anything, he’s probably flattered.” she said as she scooped a pile of rice into her mouth with her chopsticks.

“I agree, Midoriya,” Iida added, “I’m sure if Todoroki felt uncomfortable with you drawing pictures of him, taking incredibly detailed notes about him and his quirk, staring at him during training, staring at him during class, staring at him when we study together, staring at him in the library-”

“You make me sound like an obsessed stalker.” Midoriya whined as he interrupted Iida’s laundry list of ‘Things Midoriya does when Todoroki’s around’ and ran his fingers nervously through his hair.

Iida waved his hands robotically in front of his face apologetically,  “No! What I mean is-! I don’t think you’re a-!” he stammered.

“Easy there motor mouth,” Uraraka pat Iida on the shoulder to calm him down, “Midoriya forgives you for the intense call out. But he’s got a point.” she turned her attention back to her friend sitting across from her, “If Todoroki were uncomfortable he would’ve said something and it definitely wouldn’t’ve lead to the two of you dating.”

Midoriya blushed at the incredibly valid point, “I mean I guess.” he mumbled and continued eating his lunch.

Uraraka and Iida turned to look at eachother and then back at their sullen friend, “Midoriya, we just don’t want you to worry about something you shouldn’t be worried about.” Uraraka offered softly.

“We know Todoroki likes you very much!” Iida shouted, causing several heads in the cafeteria to turn and stare at their table. Midoriya ducked his head and groaned and Iida smacked his own forehead in distress, “I’m so sorry Midoriya, but you know I’m right.” he sighed.

The embarrassed green haired teen looked up at his two best friends, who looked down on him apologetically, “I know, I know. It’s just hard for me to grasp, i guess.” he wasn’t used to someone being so accepting of his, for lack of a better word, quirks. Years of being put down by Bakugo and teased by his fellow classmates forced him into becoming so wary of his peers.

“You’ll get there, I know you will.” Uraraka smiled as Iida nodded furiously with an upturned tight lip.

Todoroki Shouto (22:48)

Are you awake?

Midoriya received countless texts like this from Todoroki, even before they were dating. This one felt different though. For starters, usually Todoroki texted Midoriya asking if he was awake in the middle of the night, not at ten minutes until eleven o’clock. Second, Midoriya’s bedtime, if he completed all his homework on time, was always eleven fifteen. So Todoroki should’ve known he wasn’t asleep. He was actually studying for a test they had for their “History of Japanese Heroism” class, but that was besides the point. Third…


Midoriya Izuku (22:48)

yeah whats up? is everything okay????


Todoroki Shouto (22:48)

I’m fine, I just have a question.


Midoriya Izuku (22:49)

spill


Todoroki Shouto (22:50)

It’s a dumb question, but Momo kept bothering me about it and to be honest it’s gonna bug me until I get an answer. So, I apologize in advance.

But, how thorough are your notes about me?


Midoriya Izuku (22:52)

like for your quirk?

i pretty much write down things i notice about your quirk

like when you use it in class or combat and stuff

i haven’t really confirmed anythin with u so its mostly just observations


Todoroki Shouto (22:52)

Is that all you write about?

Midoriya felt his stomach drop and mouth dry up.


Midoriya Izuku (22:53)

wat do u mean?


Todoroki Shouto (22:53)

Midoriya, you know what I mean.


His pulse quickened.


Todoroki Shouto (22:54)

That was harsh. I’m not good at this.


Midoriya Izuku (22:54)

its ok lol! im not good at this either :O


Midoriya actually laughed at his lame attempt at stalling. He felt it coming, the truth drenched word vomit.


Midoriya Izuku (22:54)

sometimes ill draw pics with my notes.

little sketches here nd there

Which technically wasn’t a lie, he did include reference pictures from time to time.


Todoroki Shouto (22:55)

What are they of?


Midoriya Izuku (22:55)

oh ya know

you in your hero outfit nd stuff


Todoroki Shouto (22:55)

And that’s all?


Midoriya had two choices; lie and end the conversation there, or tell the truth. Which could have any number of outcomes.


Midoriya Izuku (22:55)

well…


He never was a good liar.


Midoriya Izuku (22:56)

recently ive added notes about how ur quirk affects your kissing

and pretty much how it affects your entire body when we uhm make out


Midoriya quickly hit the send button and threw his phone on his bed. His face suddenly felt like he just stuck it in an oven. Confessing over text felt so much worse. When you talk to someone, the words disappear into the air. But texts are, basically, for forever thanks to screenshotting. Would Todoroki do something like that? Probably not. Yeah definitely not, he wouldn’t do something like that in a million-


Bzzzzzzt Bzzzzzzzt


Midoriya’s wild train of thought would have to wait. He flew out of his desk chair and curled up in his bed with his cell phone close to his face as if he were hiding it from prying eyes.


Todoroki Shouto (22:57)

Do you mind sharing some of your findings?


Holy shit


Midoriya Izuku (22:58)

well… i know u can control the temp of ur tongue to a certain xtent

sometimes u switch from hot to cold nd i gotta b honest it drives me crazy


Midoriya’s hands shook as he continued typing


Midoriya Izuku (23:00)

nd when u get too xcited u can lose control of ur left side

the results vary from u either burning me with ur tongue

or even actually setting urself on fire


Todoroki Shouto (23:01)

Anything else?


Midoriya bit his lip, trying to subdue the pressure that pooled in his lower abdomen by squeezing his pillow tightly as he continued to type.


Midoriya Izuku (23:02)

ur body also matches up with watever side is being over worked

so ur skin on ur left side can get really hot

nd the skin on ur right can get really cool

Ive also drawn u without a shirt on a couple of times

nd i’ve made speculations about…


Midoriya stared at the message he was about to send. He couldn’t finish the sentence over text.


Midoriya Izuku (23:02)

can i call u?

- EPIC BROS GROUP CHAT -

RedRiotRulezzzz (23:10)

said da night wind to da shepheard boooooooooy~

DO U HEAR WHAT I HEAR !?!??!?!?!

;DDDDDDDDDD


SerOhNoUDont (23:10)

Im trying 2 block it out

But yeah I hear it.


Pikachu (23:10)

im so proud of m’boys :’)


KingExplodoKillz666 (23:11)

what r u fucktards talking about?


Pikachu (23:11)

holy shjt baku r u on campus ??????


KingExplodoKillz666 (23:11)

obviously not I went home 4 the weekend

I fucking told you at lunch I was leaving after class????


SerOhNoUDont (23:11)

Can confirm- he did mention it at lunch

Right before u did ur chopstick whalrus trick


Pikachu (23:12)

that shjt never gets old man :^)


KingExplodoKillz666 (23:12)

will someone tell me what the fuck is going on at school?


RedRiotRulezzzz (23:13)

you owe me ¥1700 that’s what the fuck is going on at school !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


KingExplodoKillz666 (23:14)

there is no fucking way


RedRiotRulezzzz (23:14)

_audio.mp3_

READ IT N FUCKIN’ WEEP


Pikachu (23:15)

DUDE KIRI WHAT THE FUCK????????


SerOhNoUDont (23:15)

DELETE THAT BRO THAT’S PERSONAL SHIT


RedRiotRulezzzz (23:16)

whaaaaaaaat???

baku wanted proof!!!


KingExplodoKillz666 (23:16)

no. i did not ask you for a fUCKING AUDIO FILE OF PROOF THAT YOU WON THE BET


Pikachu (23:17)

dude just delete it

(but u do owe kiri ¥1700 and im fuckin dyin at how funny it all is)

((i cant believe he fuckin won wowowowowoowowwowo))


SerOhNoUDont (23:17)

Oh yeah, this shit’s hilarious

And Kiri u gotta delete the file too


RedRiotRulezzzz (23:18)

done ;D

i win i win i win i win !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I’ll have you all know that for Denki I literally just pretended I was texting.

V + Saeran not added because this seemed to get too repetitive *finger guns away*


Zen:
  • He thinks its amazing that you’re known for your creativity and skill– Sighs and wishes he could be known like that with acting; But instead its all about his looks and voice in that area. But you, You’re known for ripping out hearts, stepping on them, and killing off fan favorites at a minutes notice. And he loves you for it, you sadistic little angel you.
  • Regardless he doesn’t really understand how hard writing actually is since.. he’s never really written before? One of those people that think you just throw a few words down and bam you’re done like no baby. no. we all wish it could be like that.
  • So he’s really surprised to see the process of it all; The writers block, the procrastinating, the editing and re-reading, the doubting yourself, then the random spurts of creativity where all you do is sit and write for hours. And he’s really never seen something more frustrating. It looks like such a tedious thing, he definitely takes back what he said about it being easy.
  • “ And she took the blade into her palms… No– That doesn’t sound right.. ” He watched with wide eyes as you wrote and rewrote sentences over and over again, he thought everything sounded fine? But you didn’t seem to like it. He knew you were tired, he’s told you multiple times to take a break but you refused. Insisting you had to get at least one chapter done tonight if anything.
  • He just sighs at your stubbornness with a knowing smile, offering you some tea or hot cocoa which you graciously accept. He’ll even try and help you with writing by sitting on the couch beside you and letting you read what you’ve written to him. Rereading it helps you catch mistakes and odd phrases or sentences, which is helpful. But he always says “ It sounds fine? Why are you deleting it? ” Z e n.
    Jumin:
    • I feel like Jumin someday would love to write a memoir of some sorts, so when he finds out you’re an author he thinks thats perfect– You could help him with it if you’re feeling up to it.
    • But seeing how stressed and busy you usually are makes him not want to bring up the idea. He cant believe writing could be this tedious. He gives you a little room in his house as an office for you to work in and you’re in it constantly. When he comes home from work thats the first place he checks, surrounded with stress relieving candles and a cup of whatever you’re liking at the moment. He begs you to come to bed with him, but seeing as you wont budge he’ll pull up a chair and stay with you.
    • “ You’re adding too many big words. Your targeted audience wont understand a lot of that. ” Oh, he’s right. Actually its nice to have Jumin reading over your shoulder. Stressful as hell but he catches mistakes quickly and gives his honesty on certain phrases and sentences; since he’s read practically billions of books in his 27 years.
    • Eventually you get the chapter done after nearly a week and sheepishly show it to him. He reads it with a concentrated expression, not willing to give away any hint of emotion.
    • When he’s all done you ask him what he thinks about it. “ Its lovely, you capture the scenery beautifully and the emotions of your characters. I enjoyed it; as will others, my love. ” He praises you for your hard work by giving you a kiss on the top of the head and rubbing your (very sore) back softly. He’s proud of you. and youre pretty damn proud of yourself too? this man better give you a back rub for hours tonight because sitting at a desk for so long nearly killed you holy shit
    Yoosung:
    • Oh boy does he wish he had your patience and skill. never would admit this but he really lowkey wants you to write LOLOL fanfiction of his characters for him
    • He cant believe how much you work though. It seems like you’re on your laptop for decades on end and he hates it! Usually spends an hour or two on LOLOL before getting bored and checking up on you.
    • Aaaand youre still at your laptop looking like you’re ready to kill a man. Lovely.
    • “ MCCC…. ” He’s so whiney when you overwork yourself. He wants attention badly but you tell him youre busy. even though we all know you’ve been staring at that empty screen contemplating the meaning of life for hours now. dont lie.
    • Snuggles into your side and asks you about what your writing and such. He sees obviously not much progress being done on the screen, but he’s pretty sure you know that already..
    • Eventually he’ll encourage you to write for five minutes, take a quick break to stroke his hair and pay attention to the movie he put on ages ago, then return back to your five minutes of writing. It wasn’t much, but he didn’t want to complain.
    Jaehee:
    • Shes thought about becoming an author in the past; but never ended up taking it up. shes written zen fan-fiction before though so she knows a little somethin’ somethin’ about writing.
    • She finds herself cleaning your office a lot. Theres so many coffee cups in here MC. Did you sleep last night?
    • My character slept does that count?
    • No.
    • She eventually gives up on trying to place a schedule with you since you’re always tucked away inside that gross little office you could practically call home. So investing in a laptop for you was a much needed decision; make or break sort of thing. You can write and be within ten feet of her at the same time cant you?
    • Learns to adapt to your odd and unhealthy writing schedule as long as she can still snuggle with you while you’re at it. And you’re sweet enough to turn down the brightness of the screen when its late at night too so it doesn’t hurt her eyes, so sweet.
    • She loves to read your past books while you work and ends up curiously asking for some slight spoilers, which you don’t exactly tell her since.. Well you don’t really know yourself. She finds this funny though that you wrote the book but you don’t even know how it ends. But yet gets a bit excited thinking of all the power she has by being your girlfriend… 10/10 WILL crush you with her thighs if you kill off her favorite character.
    Seven:
    • MC CANYOUWRITEME
    • He’s always asking you to write the weirdest shit for him just because you know how? seven I will not write a Yooseven / LOLOL crossover au. and dont break the forth wall youre scaring me.
    • Probably out of everyone he knows how hard it is on you to sit at a desk and stare at a screen when you need to get something done. Hacking and writing are different even if he insists otherwise, writing a small haiku into the programming of your computer to prove his point. *finger guns* why are you like this
    • He hates how you leave for so long to write but he gets its your job. He just wishes it wasn’t. So he gets insanely whiny about it, knocking on your office door and coming in asking “Are you all done now?” almost every five minutes. Luciel. Sh. Focus time.
    • You end up locking him out of the room but he doesnt take that very well and turns to passing notes under the crack of the door;
      “ Are you done now.. .. .. …… . . ”
      With his signature mini seven doodle attached or sometimes a poorly drawn elizabeth the 3rd in the corner. He was distracting you and he knew it, but he never stops until you’re chasing him halfway across the house with a broom to get him to shoo.
    • Eventually he might give up, but thats rare. You have no choice but to let him in and allow him to spin around on a wheely chair while you give him spoilers for upcoming chapters. He always gives you, quite dramatic, feedback; like gasping loudly whenever you say something “ intense ” is going to happen to your characters. Or trying to convince you to kill every single character in a fit of rage and passion. No Saeyoung. No. N'aw.. He thought it would be a great idea.
Existing

A BTS/ Kim Seokjin Fanfiction

Summary: He looked like an angel, and spoke like a singer. Next to you, a university student surviving on 5 hours sleep a night, and holes in your shoes, he seemed to have it all. But at the end of the day, you were both just Existing. You just cant help but think, it might be more fun to Exist together…

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34

Chapter 34

2 weeks later - JIN

‘Whats the time now?’

‘Hyung, its literally been 2 minutes-‘

‘Jungkook! Whats the-‘

‘Its 8:54, Jin-hyung.’ Jimin murmurs from behind his shoulder, his chin perched on the edge of his friends seat as they all stare out of the front screen of Jin’s car where they sat in wait outside your university building.

Today was the day you got your results back…results that would determine your future and whether you’d get the job you’d been going on at him about for over two weeks now.

The thought had his palms growing ever sweatier as he prayed to every God he could think of that you’d hurry up and exit the building he’d been staring at for over half an hour with a positive answer.

‘What happens if she doesn’t get it?-‘

‘Jungkook!’

‘Hyung! I’m just asking! What if-‘

‘Why would you even-‘

‘But, hyung! What if?!-‘

‘There she is!’

Jimin suddenly shouting over his argument with the maknae has Jin instantly straightening up in the driver’s seat, his gaze zeroing in on you as you slowly walk out of the door to the building, staring intensely down at a piece of paper that you were holding in your hand, and the sight was enough to have his stomach churning uneasily and his heart pounding against his ribcage.

Without saying a word he’s jumping out of the car, leaving the door standing wide open as he begins to walk quickly in your direction and not hearing the squabbling of his friends as they argue over whether to follow him or hide in the car in case someone recognized them, instead having his entire attention focused on you as he breaks out into a small jog to get to you faster.

He only slows when he gets to within a few feet of you, stopping completely when he is stood a single pace in front of you, and watching as you sigh heavily, shoulders sagging as if the weight of the world was slipping from them, before slowly lifting your head to look up at him, tears in your eyes, but a smile stretching your mouth.

‘So?’

Even though he could see the answer in your eyes, he still couldn’t help but ask, needing to confirm the truth of the situation before he tripped over himself and potentially caused you pain. But instead of answering him in words, you simply smile wider and nod your head vigorously at him, raising your arms happily when he lets out a relieved chuckle, before he reaches out to pull you into him, holding you gently at first, but ending up picking you up and spinning you in exultation, his arms wrapped oh so tightly around you, never wanting to let you go.

‘I cant believe I actually did it!’

‘I’m so proud of you, Beautiful.’ He murmurs in your ear as he slows to a stop, turning his head to press a firm, definite kiss to your cheek and hearing you giggle with the act, before you sneakily turn your head to touch your lips to his as he goes to lean back, the way you tighten your hold on him making his heart flutter as he reciprocates the gesture.

‘Is that Jimin and Jungkook?’ you ask, suddenly pulling away from him and peering past his shoulder to where Jin could here hollering back by where he’d left the car, the two younger guys obviously having guessed the outcome of what had happened. However, even though he knew he should go back and get in the car with you before the other two drew attention to you all, he couldn’t help but take a moment to really take you in, eyes grazing over the bright smile stretching your mouth and seeping into your eyes, making them sparkle as you slowly flicker your gaze back to his, the action being followed by you smiling even wider when you lock eyes with him.

‘Why are you looking at me like that?’

Your timid smile as you ask the question only makes his heart thrum faster in his chest as he smiles wider, and he cant help but lift a hand to cradle your cheek so that he could fasten his lips securely to yours once more, utterly content in that moment to stay that way for the rest of his life.

‘Hyung! Stop making out with your girlfriend and lets get going! The others will be waiting!’

He growls low in his throat as you pull away at the sound of Jungkook calling to him, his voice sounding a lot closer than before, and when he manages to open his eyes and he sees you smiling bashfully, your eyes fixed on something just next to him, he knows he’d have to wait till later on to continue his moment of bliss with you.

‘Jungkook, sometimes you need to sense the tone of the moment.’ Jin quips to his friend as he turns his head to observe the boy smirking back at him, the feel of you sneaking closer against him so that you were snuggled into his arms and you could lay your head happily on his chest making his cheeks blush awkwardly because of the audience- although that doesn’t stop him from securing his arms tightly around you in return.

However, as with everything else, the moment was once again ruined by the insistent nagging of the maknae who was far too excited for the surprise that had been prepared for you.

‘”sometimes you need to sense the tone-“ the tone is its time to celebrate, hyung! NOW, LETS GO!’


The day had been so perfect.

Despite waking up that morning with panic squeezing your chest tightly due to knowing these results would make or break your future, it had seemed like you’d been floating on clouds ever since you’d looked at the piece of paper that told you that your future was secure; that you’d aced your tests and that your dream job was yours for the taking.

And the moment you’d walked out of your university building and had been greeted with the expectant, concerned, and loving, expression of your boyfriend, and you’d been able to tell him that you’d done it, everything had felt like a dream.

After kissing you to within an inch of your life, and causing Jungkook to almost burst a blood vessel in his awkwardness at having to watch you both being so happy and love-y together, Jin had proceeded to drag you back to the car where you’d been met with Jimin’s face amongst a good 20-odd balloons in the backseat, the adorable chipmunk cheeks of his congratulating you for passing your tests, before you’d been driven somewhere unknown…

…somewhere that had turned out to be a private party at the guy’s dorm… just for you.

‘Oh my god, you shouldn’t have done this!’ you mutter awkwardly, yet happily, to Jin as he pulls you down the corridor to the front room where you find the source of the party music that you’d felt thrumming through the building since two floors below on the staircase. You cant help but laugh as you catch sight of Yoongi and Hoseok having a very one sided dance battle, with Taehyung singing away to himself in the most extravagant manner off to one side, and Namjoon watching from the sofa, his loud, obnoxious chortle breaking through the cacophony of sound every few seconds. It was a sight that made you feel like you were at home, and that feeling had tears pricking at your eyes as you smile widely at the room full of people you’d come to call family.

However, before you can get fully immersed in all of the excitement, Jin is pulling you into him once again, and kissing your cheek adorably, before turning his mouth to your ear whilst you grin at the others as they catch sight of you and immediately make to congratulate you.

‘I wouldn’t do anything less for you…’


1 Week Later

‘…that end part could have been better to be honest, but that’s definitely one of the most fun shows we’ve ever done-‘

‘-I’m so tired now though! Three shows over three nights is definitely getting to me.’

‘You’re such an old man, Hyung!-‘

‘-Yah! Says you! You slept for the entire day until 2 hours before the show-‘

‘-yeah, well-‘

Y/N?’

You grin at your prince as he rounds the corner into the green room and looks up to see you stood waiting for him with a bunch of roses in hand, his voice having been audible to you for the past 30 seconds as he moaned about his exhaustion whilst making his way backstage after the show he’d just performed with his friends. His eyes are wide as saucers, and his mouth drops open in astonishment, but almost at the same time that Jimin begins to grin as he acknowledges your presence, Jin is striding over to you and pulling you into his arms, his lanky frame swaddling you after not having seen you for the past few days with his busy schedule, and the fact that you’d began working at your new job.

‘What are you doing here, Beautiful?’ he asks breathlessly, his ecstasy at having you in his arms being clear in the light tone of his voice, and the sound only makes you grin harder as you hold him tightly back, giggling as he begins to press kisses into your neck, and up your cheek, until his lips are crashing against yours and he’s moaning quietly at the feeling of being able to kiss you.

‘I got off work early, so I figured I’d come and surprise you.’ You breathe when the two of you manage to pull back from each other, both of you grinning widely at one another as you stand staring at the other.

‘You’re crazy! You didn’t have to do that!’ he chuckles, pulling you into a hug once more, and just before you close your eyes with a satisfied smile and bury your face in his neck, you catch sight of the others beaming at you from behind him, all of them just as happy to see their friend happy, as he was to see you.

‘I wouldn’t do anything less for you…’


Epilogue - 1 Month later

‘Yes, Mother…we’re all ready for the drive tomorrow…we should be there for 1pm, okay? …Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, mom…I love you, too.’

Its not until you put the phone down and go to look out of the dark window in anticipation of him, that you realize there was someone stood beside your table where you’d been sat waiting in the same café from all that time ago, and you find your prince staring down at you, a smirk squirming around his lips as he acknowledges that he’d caught you off guard, before he slides into the chair across from you.

‘Hey.’

‘You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.’ You scold him lightly, failing at fighting away the smile that works its way onto your face just from the sight of him before you, before you almost instantly lean forward in your seat to reach across the table and find his hand like you always did, intertwining your fingers lazily until Jin pulls your hand closer so that he could hold it properly.

‘Sorry im late, I didn’t think practice would run over so long.’ He murmurs back, not apologizing since he knew you loved when he surprised you anyway, but still tilting his way in the adorable way he knew you loved so that you could acknowledge that he was at least a little sorry- the action having come to be the norm on nights like these when you’d wait for him to finish work in your favorite coffee shop.

‘That’s okay, I was just-‘

‘Are you always going to keep this girl waiting so long?!’

You both look up at the Ahjumma that ran the café as she approaches your table, the unimpressed expression that she was sending Jin causing you to cover your mouth to contain your laughter as he suddenly draws himself to attention in his seat, his own face painted with mock offence and sadness.

‘Do you really think so bad of me, Ahjumma?’ he asks, his chicken neck coming out with his over-enthusiastic acting, and his eyes widening almost too much as he addresses her playfully, but despite his light tone, she still hits his shoulder gently with the hand towel she was holding, before pinching his cheek as she responds.

‘I told you I’d do everything in my power to make sure that this works out, young man, but you still keep her waiting at this café at all hours for you- you should treat her better!’ she argues, smiling nicely at you, before shaking her head reproachfully at the man before you, Jin still sporting an expression of surprise, but now it was tinted with something else, the look he sends you causing your heart to flutter, and your stomach to fill with warmth as he squeezes your fingers gently.

‘Well…if you must know, Auntie, I’m going to meet her family tomorrow…and im going to ask her parents for their permission to marry her.’

Your heart crashes in your chest with his words, your face flushing with heat as you stare in surprise back at him, trying not to smile at the coy smirk that suddenly lights his face, but not getting a chance to respond to his sudden announcement, before the ahjumma is speaking up once more.

‘Really? …well…that’s more like it, Seokjin-ie. Its about time a handsome boy like you realized what you had. Wonderful, smart, beautiful girls like the one you have here don’t come around everyday…so you hold onto her,- you hear me?’

Your face was burning in shyness by the time the ahjumma had finished, your gaze being fixed to the table top in front of you as you try to calm your flaming cheeks, but its with only a gentle squeeze of your fingers that Jin gets you to look back up at him, and the sight of the charming, loving smile that greets you on the face of your Prince, has your heart calming in your chest as you realize it was the same one you’d seen the very first time…

…and it was the same one you wanted to see until the very last.

‘Don’t worry, Auntie. As long as i’m Existing…I only want to Exist with her.’

THE END

Okay, so. Don’t be mad at me but like.

I had this idea for this AU and decided to write down cause, why not, right? But it ended up with 7k words and I can’t really turn into an actual narration and stuff? so Like… I’ll post this rlly embarrassing thing instead…

In this AU Mondo and Ishimaru are like…. 19-22 years old and Hope’s peak doesn’t exist. 

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 She was never one to snap so easily.

 And yet, she’s only human in the end.

 Slim fingers tapped impatiently on her lap. The bench that she sat felt hotter each passing minute, yet Kotone was either too stubborn or too annoyed to move away. Pink lips pursed and popped apart every few minutes. Eyebrows knitted closely on her forehead. Cheeks flushed faintly in a mixture of heat and hurt.

 Did he forget? He couldn’t obviously forget. Maybe something was holding him back? Maybe he was rushing from somewhere far? Maybe, just maybe, he’s planning a little surprise for her?

 The latter sounded fake. Too fake.

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Young Sirius black Imagine | Body changing potion

Request: Could you do a fic where the reader and young!sirius always fight so Lilly makes them switch bodies with a spell, but she doesn’t tell them it was her and Sirius has to deal with the readers period and the reader has to deal with boners. But the marauders know (bcuz Lilly tells them) and they just laugh at them trying to act like each other. Then Lilly turns them back when they learn their lesson. Please and thanks. Xoxox.

Warnings: Swearing

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO WRITE AHH

“Sirius! How many times do i have to tell you!?” You shout pulling your notes from underneith his arse.

“Well how many times do i have to tell you not to leave them on the sofa?!” He retaliates causing Lily to groan from beside you.

“Will you two ever get along?” She sighs to which you replied
“Probably not” in sync.

The only flaw in your relationship with Lily and the marauders was that you and Sirius practically hated each other. Or so you convinced the other to think.

“Well, exuse me i need to have a chat with Remus and James” she glares strutting out of the room to find the other two.

As you sit in the corner of the common room, your head in a book you had no idea about the convosation that was now taking place at the entrence to the great hall.

“So let me get this right.. You want to slip (Y/N) and Sirius a potion that with make them swap bodies?” James asks for the second time his eyes lighting up once Lily nodded.

“Thats briliant, how do you even come up with this stuff” James beams kissing lily’s cheek.

“Guys i’m not sure” Remus states causing Lily and James to roll their eyes.

“I wont keep them like that for long just a week…or two” She smirks in James’ direction.

*    *    *     *

“Oh, is someone sat here?” You ask walking over to your usual seat at the gryffindor table to find a goblet of pumpkin juice.

“No, i poured you one, you too Sirius” Lily says causing you to smile at her nice gesture.

“That tasted funny” Sirius says downing his goblet.

You shrug finding it tasted no different than normal.

That night you went to bed early feeling more tired than usual.
“You know what, i think i’m going to agree with you for once, i’m tired too, night everyone” Sirius says following you out of the common room.

The next morning Sirius woke feeling extreamly different, for a starter he was confused as to how much his hair had grown in just one night as he woke up to it covering his face compleatly.

Kicking the covers off of him he also felt smaller than usual.. lighter even.
Sitting up he looked down at his legs in horror.

Before him were soft (Y/S/C) legs and small feet with black paint on the toes.
He jumped out of bed as fast as he could running to the bathroom and looking in the the mirror.

“What the- WHAT THE-” He says looking at the girl infront of him and then realizing it was not only his looks that had changed but his voice too.

Running as fast as he could out of his dorm room he crahsed into another running body, much bigger than his new one and extreamly familiar.

“YOU’RE ME!” They say in unison.

“Is this your idea of a prank!?” you shout at yourself-Sirus.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing!” He glares.
“What are we going to do?” You exclaim

“Theres only one thing for it, we’re gonna have to act like each other untill the magic wears off” he says
“This is going to go horribly wrong” you say running a hand through your surprising soft new hair.

*   *   *   *
“Hold Still Sirius!” You say trying to fill one of your-his eye brows in.
“I dont understand why this is necissary” He says in a whiny voice.
“Do i really sound like that?” You grimace.

“And its necissary because you need to make people actually believe you’re me” you say finally finishing his make up.

“right now for clothes” You both exchange a small pile of clothes and head towards your new dorm rooms.

“Oh, and no looking!!!” You make sure to shout before dissapearing into the boys dorm room feeling extreamly out of place.

Quickly getting changed and trying your hardest not to look you walked back down to the common room.

“Hi Sirius” Lily smirks as you take a seat on the sofa.
“Um, hi" you say awkwardly watching as you-Sirius appeared.

Your day was avent full to say the least.

You tried your best to avoid everyone, you even missed lunch. But dinner you could not get away with.

“You walk into the great hall taking your usual seat quietly.

"Alright there mate?” James smirks filling up your goblet.

“Yup, i’m great” You say hopefully convincing enough.
“Err, (Y/N) you might wanna button up your shirt a bit" You glare at Sirius sitting infront of you.

“I dont know, i think i’m digging it” He smiles contently making you kick him hard under the table

“OUCH, okay, maybe not” He says stifly buttoning up your shirt right to the top.
You could see the others stifling laughs but decided not to say anything.

The next few days were pretty much the same, you tried your hardest to stay away from everyone unless it was Sirius having to give him tips and do his makeup every morning.

You were walking down the stairs to the common room when your heard your voice shout “WHAT THE FUCK” from the girls bathroom.

You groan hurrying to see what was wrong now.

“Theres blood in my fucking underwear” Sirius sighs sitting on the bath room floor helplessly.

“Its called a period” You say stifling a laugh.

“But i cant get periods i’m a g- oh god” He says putting his head in his hands.

“Hey, its fine, dont worry ill help you through it” you say nicely for the first time.

“You will?” He says looking up you see his eyes watering.

“Why are you crying? Calm down, its not the end of the world” you smirk.

“I cant control my fucking emotions” he says standing up and pacing the bath room
“Here, you’ll need these" you say handing him supplies.

“You do realize you’re gonna have to explain all this to me right?”

*     *     *     *     *

“Look, we need to take showers. You’re starting to smell, and everyone thinks its me” You say to Sirius once you’re alone.

“And you need to wash your hair, i’m starting to look as greasy as Severus” Sirius says examining the hair on your head.

“Dont talk about him like that, but you’re right” you sigh in defeat.

“Can’t promise i wont look though princess” You watch him wink before you both part ways.
Twat.

Standing in the steamy shower you feel yourself relax. Surly this should be wearing off soon right? And everything would be back to normal.

Totally forgetting who you were for minute you got out of the shower and walked over to the full legnth mirror and froze.

“Oh my god” You breathed out realizing you were staring right at Sirius’ body.

You took in his appearence, his arms and toned stomach, the way his wet hair fell messy on his forehead and-

“Oh no. Oh no. Oh no” you say over and over noticing the boner you had accumuleted.

“Go away!” You stomp your feet in a very un Sirius like way.

Deciding you needed guy help you run to the girls bathroom with a towell around your waist. Letting your self in you saw Sirius sat on the floor bright red in the face and a towell tightly around him, thankfully covering up my body.

“Sirius i have a problem” you say awkwardly.

“I peeked” He says suddenly

“YOU WHAT?”

“I couldnt help it! Here i was getting dry and BAM theres a mirror behind me that i didnt notice before.” he says turning even redder.

“Me too” you sigh.

“Wait-”

“Siriusihaveaboneranditwontgoawayandidontknowwhattodopleasedontlaugh” You say quickly supprised that he managed to understand you.

He put his hand over his mouth trying not to laugh but failing as tears from laighter are soon leaking from his eyes.

“SIRIUS!” You glare.

“Okay, well first of all, i’m flattered. And second of all, its doesnt just go like that” He says clicking at the end.

“So i just have to wait” You say annoyed

“Yes” He says stifling another laugh

“Great. Just great.” You say noticing you would be leaving for dinner in 5 minutes.

“If its not gone by dinner i’m not leaving the dorm room” you say running off to get ready.

*   *   *   *   *

”Hide it better!” Sirius glares as we enter the great hall  taking our seats as quickly as possible.

Its been 10 minutes and you still couldnt get what you saw out of your head.

“You two okay?“ Remus asks by the looks of thinks trying not to laugh

“Fine” We say in unison.

“Hey! (Y/N)!” We all look around to see Severus calling you-Sirius.

“You better go and sit with him” You smirk pushing a piece of hair out your face.
You saw your own face harden and Sirius sigh behind it.

“Yes. Of course” he says standing up, the other trying not to laugh.

“Why are you laughing? I- she can be friends with whoever she wants to” you say out of character.

“Oh, thats not why were laughing” Lily smiles sweetly.

“See somethign you like Pad?” James winks causing you turn a deep shade of red realizing what they were talking about.

“You know what? I’m not really hungry anymore” You say walking off in a strop.

“Sirius wait!” They all call but its too late you’ve gone over to you-Sirius grabbing his arm and pulling him out of the hall, people giving you strange looks.

“I’m sick of this” You say as you reach his dorm room.

“I- dont know, its kind of been nice” He admits causing you to look up shocked.

“Dont tell me you have actually enjoyed this” You laugh

“Hardly any of it, just little things. Like how every one respects you. And how your hair is really soft and smells nice, and turns out being nice to everyone is well..nice” He shrugs causing you to look down.

“You’re right” You sigh

“You smell nice and and quite frankly your bed even smells nice, you’re hairs soft and to be honest, its cool having so much attention all the time” you say lying on his bed.

“Yeah we need to change back now, we’ve been each other for too long” He laughs sitting next to you not making the bed move as much.

“So, what we gonna do? Do we go to the hospital wing?” You ask

“Leave it one more day, then we’ll get help” He sighs falling back next to you.

Before you knew it you were asleep.

You woke up hearing Remus, James and Lily talking.

Streching you arms you tuned over opening your eyes to see sirius lying next to you. You sit up straight looking down at you arms and legs.

“SIRIUS! SIRIUS WAKE UP LOOK!” you shout exitedly jumping on top of the lazy boy infront of you landing on his lap trying to shake his shoulders.

“What?” He says with his eyes still closed but notices his voice in no longer girly and sits up looking at his hands before steadying you as you nearly fall of his lap and onto the floor.

“I’M ME AGAIN” He exclaims then looks at you.

“And you’re you” He says softly moving a piece of hair out of your face his touch giving you goose bumps for the first time. Side affects of the um-Magic probably?

But you could finally admit in now. That you like Sirius Black. And you liked him alot.

His hand still on your face he began to lean in closer to you, his eyes flicker down to your lips for just a second before planting his on yours. His hands on your waist and yours on his shoulders you hear an all too familiar voice.

“Woah, we only wanted to make you friends.. You liked each other the whole time?” James smiles causing you both blush.

Sat on the sofa in the common room curled up in Sirius’ arms you decide to ask him the question you have been wanting to ask since you got changed back.

“What was your favorite thing about being me?” You ask the others now listening in.

“Definitely standing infront of the mirror naked” he smirks causing you to push his shoulder and his friends to laugh.

anonymous asked:

Hi! You're amazing and love your blog! The hc with MC without memories was so good! I was wondering if you could do one of MC being a fitness trainer. She's fit but the RFA doesn't notice right away since she wears those sweater dresses. Pls~ Thanks!

hello! THANK YOU FOR YOUR REQUEST AND FOR YOUR LOVE :)

disclaimer: i usually like writing gender neutral MC but im gnna do female MC for this~~

Yoosung:

  • so MC and Yoosung are chillin at his place, watching some movies and bein real cute n stuff
  • “Hey, Yoosung, it’s kind of warm in here. im gonna go turn the AC up”
  • “Okay! I’ll miss youuuuuu”
  • she gets up and walks down the hall to where the thermostat is, and then calls to Yoosung from the hallway
  • “Umm… i think your AC is broken”
  • “what?!”
  • “yea… there arent any numbers being displayed here or anything”
  • dammit, not again
  • Yoosung calls for someone to come repair it but no one is available until the next day
  • and as the hours pass by Yoosungs place gets more hot and stuffy..
  • and poor MC wore her favorite cable knit sweater today
  • “Hey…Yoosung, im gonna go change”
  • MC actually just takes the sweater off, thank god she wore a sports bra today
  • she ties her long brown hair into a tight pony tail
  • as soon as MC comes back into the room, Yoosung literally stands on the couch in shock
  • “MC! What the heck?!”
  • “Yoosung, is something wrong?”
  • “why didn’t you tell me you’re like…..super buff?!”
  • MC actually cracks up
  • like doubled over in laughter
  • Yoosung steps down from the couch and stomps his foot on the ground
  • “I’m serious! you’re look better shirtless than me! this is embarrassing…”
  • MC’s still laughing
  • “Oh? you think i look good shirtless, do you?”
  • Yoosung didn’t even realized what he had said before, he kind of just blurted it out
  • his whole face turns bright red
  • “If you want, I can be your personal trainer. then you can see my shirtless more often, and i won’t even charge”
  • Yoosungs whole everything turns bright red
  • “I…um….okay…”
  • “Yoosung, i’m just messing with you. you’re really just too innocent”
  • he laughs nervously and rubs the back of his neck
  • he can’t believe that his first girlfriend ever is actually the hottest human being on the planet
  • and he doesnt shut up about it for the rest of the day
  • MC catches him staring at her abs like 20 times a minute
  • “I’m sorry! i just…can’t believe how lucky I am”

Zen

  • he invites MC to work out with him one day
  • “I need my princess for motivation”
  • little does Zen know
  • his princess can lift
  • they meet up at the gym and she’s already there, stretching
  • “Mind if i join you, cutie?”
  • “hey, Zen! i was actually about to finish up my stretches”
  • “haha, i usually forget to do my stretches. i know it’s not the best habit, but i like to get straight to the workout”
  • Zen’s really tryna show off right now
  • “Zen, that’s an extremely unhealthy practice. neglecting to stretch before a workout increases the risk of injury, and stretching can actually help maximize the benefits of your work out”
  • ……
  • Zen tilts his head at her sudden lecture
  • “How do you…know all that?”
  • “I used to be a personal trainer, Zen”
  • “What?! why didn’t you tell me??”
  • “it never came up”
  • Zen’s always had this desire to be the stronger person between him and MC, he always wanted to be able to protect her
  • but now she basically just told him that she doesnt need protecting..that she’s just as strong as Zen
  • and he’s like super turned on
  • “when we’re done here…think you can show me that personal trainer body?”
  • “Only if you do some extra sets today, Zenny”
  • ok, MC is super hot and motivating him to work out even harder?!
  • the literal perfect woman
  • Zen actually has to stop himself from drooling
  • he just cant wait for this workout to be over

Jaehee

  • Jaehee is moving!!
  • she calls the RFA to help her moving boxes and such
  • Jaehee tries to lift up a particularly heavy box
  • but she can’t so she calls for Zen to come take it inside
  • “no worries, i got it, Jaehee!”
  • MC swoops in and grabs the box no problem
  • “MC? are you sure it’s okay? we can just wait for Zen-”
  • “Jaehee, please. i’m not even breaking a sweat here”
  • at this point, Jaehee gets kind of blushy
  • “MC, how can you lift that so easily?”
  • “i was a personal trainer, Jaehee! you’re not the only career woman around here”
  • Jaehee blush pt. 2
  • Jaehee’s actually too shy to admit this, but she finds that super admirable
  • she loves the idea of a girl being a fitness trainer
  • especially MC
  • and all day Jaehee kind of pretends that she cant lift up boxes
  • as an excuse to have MC come grab the box from her again, assuring Jaehee that it’s no trouble at all
  • Jaehee actually cant get enough of it, but goes a little overboard
  • “Jaehee this box is barley 10 pounds. are you sure you arent just abusing my strength?”
  • “MC, i would never! im offended that you think i’d do such a thing”
  • MC laughs
  • Jaehee blush pt. 3

Jumin

  • MC decides to go for a jog one morning
  • on the jog she receives a text from Jumin
  • “Will you join me for breakfast at the penthouse this morning? I miss you”
  • she blushes reading the message
  • her route goes by Jumins neighborhood, so she just decides to stop by on her jog
  • she didn’t want to eat breakfast in her sports bra and leggings combo, but thought Jumin probably had something for her to change into, anyway
  • MC jogs up to the penthouse and rings the doorbell
  • usually one of Jumins house keepers answers the door, but today Jumin wanted to greet her personally
  • “Good morni-”
  • Jumin’s greeting comes to a halt when he sees MC standing in the doorway breathing heavily, body glistening with sweat
  • “Good morning, sweetie. i was on a jog and decided to drop by. sorry if i’m a little gross”
  • Jumin is shook
  • “I didn’t know..you never….um.. you..jog?”
  • MC has never seen Jumin trip over his words like this before it’s kind of super cute
  • “I jog quite often, actually. I used to be a personal trainer, yknow”
  • Jumin actually just stares at her
  • she’s like a work of art
  • “soooo…can i come in?”
  • “oh, yes. of course. please come in”
  • his voice cracks 
  • MC feels kind of guilty for surprising him
  • “im sorry for coming over like this, i guess i should hav-”
  • “no. please dont apologize. you look absolutely perfect”
  • MC’s cheeks heat up
  • “well…i should at least change for breakfast”
  • “I’m sorry, but i’d like to request that you stay in these clothes. please? I…like you like this.”
  • JUMIN
  • “Oh, okay!”
  • MC giggles a little, causing Jumin’s heart to get super soft and melty
  • i’ll have to invite her over for breakfast more often

707

  • Seven, you idiot
  • MC was watching a movie with Seven at his place when
  • he fell asleep
  • “Geez…he’s the one who wanted to watch Jurassic Park 3, anyway…”
  • why did MC even agree to that
  • the 3rd Jurassic Park is like the worst one
  • “Seven, wake up you dork”
  • no response
  • “Seeevveeeennn?”
  • damn….he’s a heavy sleeper
  • MC doesn’t want Seven to have to sleep on the couch all night
  • fortunately, Seven is actually pretty light so MC decides to carry him to his room, setting him down gently in bed
  • she’s too tired to drive home that night, so MC just decides to crash on the couch
  • the next morning, MC is woken up by the sound of a frantic Seven yelling
  • “what the heck? when did i get in here?”
  • oh good, he’s awake
  • MC hears footsteps as Seven approaches the room she’s laying in
  • “MC?! why are you on my couch”
  • “good morning to you too, sleeping beauty…”
  • “I though I would be the one to wake up on the couch, not you! you should have been the one sleeping in the bed! how did i end up there?!”
  • “I tried to wake you up after i had to sit through Jurassic Park 3 all by myself, but you were fast asleep. i just carried you to bed”
  • “You…carried me?
  • MC nods, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes
  • “No offense but…how?
  • “I used to be a personal trainer, you dork. i can lift a lanky boy”
  • Seven ignores her attempted insult and lays down on top of her, his back against her body
  • “Can you do it again?”
  • “SEVEN! GET OFF ME!”
  • MC struggles under his weight, having woken up literally a minute ago
  • “MC! I require you to carry my to the kitchen!”
  • “No!”
  • Seven flips around, face to face with MC now
  • “Pleeeeaaasseeeeee?”
  • “Shouldn’t you be the one carrying me around?”
  • “But you’re so strong!”
  • MC rolls her eyes, but admits Seven’s act is pretty cute
  • “Let me help you lose some weight, then we’ll talk about me carrying you again. it wasnt exactly a walk in the park, yknow.”
  • “anything to be able to return to your arms!!”
  • MC giggles, and wishes she could wake up like this every morning
  • little did she know, Seven was thinking the same thing

HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FLUFFY STUFF CAUSE I GOT SUM SERIOUS ANGST IN MY ASK BOX SO GET READY

as always thanks for reading and my ask box is open to requests

There for you

Im currently in french class starting this and ill prob finish in Math. I have priorities. Forget math lets write Fanfic! Warnings-Bullying Anyway ALLONS-Y MES AMIS

Looking around you understood why its called The Great Hall. Its Huge! The candles floated above the many students. The ceiling painted a realistic night sky. It was only bewitched of course. You heard that from a girl in front of you. You were with a group of first years ready to be sorted. Although, you were very scared as you felt you didn’t have many obvious qualities. Lost in thought, you absentmindedly stared as a lanky, ginger boy gets sorted into hufflepuff. Finally, it was your turn. The hat gets placed. It took a solid 10 minutes, the hat going back and forth to Gryffindor to Slytherin to a bit of hufflepuff. “Hmm tricky tricky… You could be in Gryffindor but do you really fit in, or maybe Slytherin. but are you cunning enough” You, on the verge of tears, excepted to be thrown put as the hat couldn’t sort you. Until finally.
“SLYTHERIN”
breathing a sigh of relief, you walked to slytherins table. The rest of the houses clapped but only a few clapped for you at Slytherins table. The rest of the year was a living hell. No one wanted to partner with you. You were constantly bullied “Go back home, you dont belong in any house here” “what a loser, cant believe she was sorted into slytherin” A few slytherins were nice. when no one else was around. But, when others were around it was a different story. you once tried to go up to one of them while they were surrounded by their friends. “um hi jessie” “oh. hi y/n.” “i um was wondering if i could sit. with you and your friends” They all laughed at you and Jessie left you with words that echoed im you mind. “Your not apart of MY house. Freak" The horrible memories can back and you weren’t looking where you were going and bumped into some 6th year Slytherins. All your stuff flew put of your hands and your hands hit the cold floor. “Watch where your going loser” You tried picking up your papers and wand but they kept kicking your things around. “HEY! QUIT IT” You look up and see a Hufflepuff running towards you. He stood protectively in front of you. He may have been much younger but he stood firm. “pfft this isnt worth our time, have fun with this loser” They leave and you pick up your stuff. The hufflepuff boy hands you your wand and some papers. “um thank you” “no problem, they shouldnt have treated you like that” “im y/n” “i know, i watched you get sorted, i mean not stalkerish i meant like you were after me and i mean there wasnt food yet so” He cutely rubs the back of his neck. “And your name is?” “Newt, Newt Scamander, would you like to go to care of magical creatures with me” “id love too” The two of you became inseparable. You talked at every meal. well as much as you could as you were different houses. When people started to bully you Newt came to your rescue. You fell madly in love. he showed you so much kindness and his awkward cute demeanor didnt help. You tried to subtly show him you liked him. You would grab his hand during the cold months and steal his scarf. But he was too oblivious “y/n, whats wrong love?” He called you love because you were very close. “Its nothing” you murmur “its obviously something y/n” Being tired and a tad salty you blurt your confession out before you knew what you were saying “Hm your right im not okay. Im completely in love with you and your too daft to see that” Your eyes widen and begin to pack up your things. Newt, cherry red, grabs your hand to stop you. “look y/n-” “I know newt. Im being stupid its fine i get it ill talk to you later” “Actually thats not what i was going to say, i was going to say the reason i knew your name is because i thought you were the most beautiful girl in all of Hogwarts. “r-really?” “Really.” “I love you Newt, a lot. thanks for being there for me” “Ill always be there for you” Pls send requests. im not the most imaginative person in the world heh. anyways have a Newtastic day

Voices

A Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster Mini-series

Summary: You meet a clumsy guy on the streets of Seoul, and it just so happens that he’s one of the nation’s most well-known idols….and he’s interested in you.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 (Final) Epilogue

Originally posted by taestylips

Chapter 7

Why did he have to smirk?

Why couldn’t he have pointed out this morning that it was his concert you were going to be attending?

Why couldn’t he tell you he was an idol of a hugely popular korean boy band before you had sex with him?

And WHY did he look so frustratingly sexy in that leather jacket with his hair styled to perfection?

‘Y/N, we need to sit down.’ Izzy whispers in your ear, dragging you to the two remaining seats at the back of the hall as you watch Namjoon’s eyes follow you, the smirk on his face growing before he quickly moved his gaze to the rest of the hall, smiling and waving at the fangirls who were shouting his name.

'Did you know about this?’ your friend hisses, glaring at you slightly and you squeeze your eyes shut in irritation, pulling your jacket more tightly around you, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

'No, I didn’t fucking know about this Izzy.’ you mutter back, keeping your head bowed, but peaking up over the heads to look over the rest of the boys on the table, only now realising that-of course- they were the rest of his flatmates that you’d met this morning.

'Oh my fucking god…’ you groan, dropping your head into your hands and hearing the voice of a stagehand explain how the event was going to work, with people being able to ask questions from the audience throughout, as people go up to greet the members one after the other.

You relax slightly when they begin to play some quiet music, the first lot of people going up to meet the group, and the movement from the crowd gives you the courage to peek up in his direction, hurriedly ducking your head again when you see him looking your way with an expression of concern.

'Okay, but how the hell do you screw a member of a kpop band without knowing?’ Izzy huffs, clearly annoyed at the situation, her frown becoming more prominent when you hurriedly shush her, smiling timidly at the girls sat next to you who were looking at you two like you were crazy.

'Its not like he bloody introduced himself as 'Namjoon, leader of the kpop band…who are they, again?’

'BTS.’ she says tiredly, leaning her head back against the seat, closing her eyes.

'Right. I mean, thats going to be the first thing I say to him when I get up there.’ you grumble- 'Before you screw someone, you really ought to tell them you’re in a kpop band.’

'Thats if we even make it that far…you look like you’re going to throw up at any minute.’ she says, peeking an eye open to look at you, currently hunched over, arms wrapped tightly around yourself.

'Give me half an hour…i’ll be fine.’ you murmur.

'Okay, but its probably going to be half an hour till its our turn to greet them…so use your time wisely!’


When the majority of the crowd had left and there was only you, Izzy and around 10 people in front of you in the line to meet the group, you’d finally calmed yourself down enough to just get the meet and greet over with.

That was before it was actually your turn.

You’d managed to avoid looking at him the whole half hour wait you’d had to endure, but as soon as you walked up onto the stage and sat down in front of him, you sort of had to meet his gaze.

And you almost wiped the smirk off of his face with your fist.

'You know, its rude not to tell people if you’re in a kpop band before sleeping with them.’ you state, raising your eyebrows, daring him to make a cheeky remark.

'Hahahaha, I’ll keep that in mind should I ever want to sleep with someone.’ he says, his tone slightly plasticky and you frown at him in confusion, wondering why he was acting so odd, before seeing his eyes flicker to the girl ahead of you, currently speaking to Jungkook.

You roll your eyes at him, already having dealt with enough and deciding to move on so that you could get out of that situation as quickly as possible, but just as you go to sit in front of one of his other friends who you hadn’t been introduced to that morning, his hand darts out to stop you, laying over yours and turning it over so that your palm was facing upwards.

You freeze as you see the girl out of the corner of your eye staring at you, wondering why Namoon was touching you like that, but carrying on down the line when he drops a candy lolly into your hand, smiling at you tightly.

'Everyone gets one.’ he murmurs, holding your hand for a second too long, and you have the strongest urge to just stand up and drag him out of there, just to make out with him.

But instead you let go, moving to sit in front of his friend who was looking at you with barely concealed curiosity, having just watched your interaction with Namjoon.

'Ugh, H-Hel-’

'Annyeonghaseo.’ you greet, smiling and bowing to him, your down mood lifting slightly when he beams back at you, the relief that you could speak korean clear on his face.

'Jin-hyung, this is the girl that I was talking about earlier!’ you hear Jungkook whisper, eyes sparkling as he glances at you, and you see him blush as you raise an eyebrow at him, letting him know you’d just heard and understood what he said.

'Ah, you’re Rap-monnie’s girl?’ he asks in korean and you side glance at Jungkook, wondering what he’d told him, and wondering who 'Rap-monnie’ was.

'He’s talking about me.’ Namjoon suddenly pipes up in english, pausing his conversation with Izzy, who shoots you a look of nervousness as he addresses you.

'Rapmonnie?’ you ask, trying not to smirk at him, but with the way his lips quirk up slightly in response, its clear that he knows you think its hilarious.

'Its 'Rap-mon’ actually…its short for rap monster.’ he explains, rolling his eyes when you smother a chuckle, not quite believing what you were hearing.

'Miss, you need to move along.’ one of the managers suddenly says to you, indicating for you to move, and you would have, had it not been for Namjoon, suddenly calling her over and speaking quietly with her, before indicating for you to come and sit in front of him, smiling politely and bowing his head to Izzy as the two of you swap places.

'What was that about?’ you ask, only perching in front of him as you wait to be told to move on again, but when he leans forward excitedly over the table, indicating for you to get comfortable and you realise its just you and Izzy left in the room with them, you think you might know what’s going on.

'I made a deal…Whilst your friend meets everyone else, I get you all to myself.’ he murmurs, raising his eyebrows suggestively as he smirks, and you cant help but chuckle at him as you shake your head gently.

'And what if I wanted to meet the famous idols of BTS?’ you ask, in mock offence.

'You met them this morning…its my turn now…’

(T.B.C)

I’ve been dying to write Famous!Peeta, so I decided to try writing a drabble. It got longer than expected.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Katniss glared at the parking attendant’s outstretched hand.She couldn’t believe she had to pay $10.

To park her car.

At a venue that had already swallowed up almost $300 fromher bank account.

And what about those extra bullshit fees that were tackedonto the cost of the concert tickets? Where did those dollars go? Apparently not to parking.

Katniss took a deep breath. She would not yell at this nice man. It was not his fault that she was hemorrhaging money just to see a boy band she had zero interest in. It was not his fault that her boss, Effie Trinket, had kept her an hour late, preventing her from arriving with Annie and Prim. (And apparently saving $10.) It was not his fault that she was exhausted and overworked and starving because she hadn’t had time to stop for dinner and that all she wanted was one night of not worrying, one night where her sister was happy and smiling and she could turn off her brain even if she had to listen to crappy music to do it.

It wasn’t anyone’s fault really.

And this nice man was just doing his job.

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Famous (Michael Clifford)

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Michael’s P.O.V

Flipping through the channels I watched as Ashton sat next to me. 
“Shut up” I shouted hearing Calum and Luke giggling in the other couch. Sighing I finally stopped on MTV and started humming quietly to the music videos that were on. Strumming the guitar I leaned back and sighed looking at the video that was currently on. 
“Finished” yelled Luke as he slapped the paper down on the table. Looking at him I raised my eyebrow and picked up the song he had just finished. Reading through the lyrics I slowly moved the paper down and stared at the girl that was on the screen. 
“Hey” I shouted snatching the remote from Ashton and flipping back to the video 
“Come on Michael you can watch them on YouTube” he groaned as he tried to get the remote. I shook my head and moved towards the edge of my seat 
“Who is that” I muttered as I watched as she moved around 
“Y/N Y/L/N” he muttered as he tried to grab it again, shaking my head I moved from his reach and listened to her beautiful voice. 
“Why haven’t I heard about her before” I asked 
“Because you’re too punk for her music” he giggled. Rolling my eyes I tossed the remote to him and got up grabbing my computer and quickly walking to my room.

Sighing quietly I typed her name in the search bar. Clicking the follow button I smiled and started replying to a few fans

Y/T/N: Someone pinch me @Michael5SOS followed me!!! Big fan dude

I chuckled reading her tweet before hitting the reply button, biting down on my lip. I stared down at the keyboard wondering what to write. I didn’t want it to be something stupid or something too weird. Clicking on her page I decided to DM her instead. 

2 Months Later 

Y/N’s P.O.V

After talking with Michael every single day you slowly started falling for his dorky side. The way he laughed into the phone when you talked made your heart race. His stupid jokes that weren’t even funny but you still laughed because it made him smile. The silly snapchats he would send you when he was bored. The good morning text he would send you even if it was 10 pm where he was. Everything about him was absolutely perfect, he was dorky, he was a big nerd and he made your heart melt when he spoke. He promised you that the first time you two met in person he would ask you be his. He had everything planned out. What he was going to say to what he was going to wear. 

Following the red haired girl, you sighed and pushed through the crowd of the party. 
“I don’t want to be here” you whispered in your manages ear 
“The whole band was invited it will look bad is only Kay and Ash showed up” he said, sighing you nodded your head and sat down on the booth playing with the drink that was set in front of you “Please try to have fun” he added, nodding you took a sip from the drink and looked around the crowded room trying to find someone to talk to. A smiled appeared on your face as you noticed the red haired boy. 
“I’ll be back” you mumbled to your manager as you jumped off the booth and started making your way across the dance floor. Pushing your way through the people dancing you finally reached the four boys. You watched as the blond one motioned towards you, you watched as the red haired boy turned to you

“Hi” you said quietly waving your hand slightly at the red haired boy. He smiled once he saw you, reaching down he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you towards him. Giggling you wrapped your arms around his neck and held on to him. 
“God, you’re even more beautiful in person” he chuckled as he pulled back and stared down at you, his hands gripping your hips.Giggling you blushed and stared at him. 
“I didn’t know you were going to be here” you said over the loud music. 
“We were invited at the last minute” he said as he took your hand leading you towards the bar in the back. Sitting down on the stool you smiled as he wrapped one arm around your waist and asked for two drinks. 
“I cant believe you’re actually here” he said, smiling you spun around and stared up at him 
“I cant believe you’re here” you giggled making him grin at you. “Can I admit something” you asked blushing playing softly with the hem of his shirt. 
“Of course” he replied staring down at you chuckling softly as he felt his shirt being tugged a bit. 
“I really like you” you whispered looking up at him. The smile on his face grew as he stared at you 
“I like you too” he replied as he placed his hand softly on your chin. He leaned down and pressed his lips to your. Gripping the hem of his shirt you pulled him closer kissing him back. 

Rubbing your head softly you groaned and sat up. Looking around you found the red haired boy laying next to you. A small smile appeared on your face, running your fingers softly through his hair you heard him groan. Placing a small kiss on his temple you slipped from his grip and got up. Picking up your phone you ran your fingers through your hair making your way to the kitchen 
“What are you doing here” you groaned staring at your manager who was sitting at your kitchen table. He dropped the magazine on the table and stared at you. Walking over you bit down on your lip as you saw the picture of you and Michael kissing last night. 
“Would you like to explain this” he yelled making you flinch. “Do you know what this can do your career” he added as he stared at you “It’s not just your career its also Kay and Ash’s” he yelled as he paced around the kitchen “You know you cant just go out with anyone” he added. Playing softly with your shirt you stared down at your feet 
“I really like him Matt” you whispered afraid of your own voice 
“You cant see him” he said as he ran his fingers through his head groaning “I know you want to be able to go out with who you want to. You might like him but its Michael Clifford” he whispered as he stared at you “You can’t date him. Do you know what’s going to happen if you keep this up. All the hate you will get from his fans. The paparazies are following you adding him to the equation wont make the go away. It will make them come back even more” he said. Nodding your head you stared at him and wiped your cheeks. 
“I really like him” you repeated hoping he would get the hint that this was what you wanted 
“Have you seen your twitter” he asked as he grabbed his phone clicking on your twitter name. Biting down on your lip you read the comments, placing your shaking hand around the phone you grabbed it and scrolled down. 
“This is because of last night” you sniffled 
“Because of one night. Do you want this to be your whole relationship” he asked as he stared at you. Looking up from the phone you noticed the red haired boy leaning against the wall. 

“Did you hear everything” you asked. He nodded his head and ran his fingers through his hair 
“I read everything” he replied looking at you “I don’t want you to go through this. I like you a lot” he added as he walked towards you. “I don’t want to see you cry over hate because of me. I don’t want to hurt you” he whispered as he caressed your cheek “He’s right over one night you received so much hate. Can you imagine what it will be like if I ask you to be my girlfriend” he asked “There is only so much I can do to try and stop them. The fact that I wont be able to hold you when this get worse will kill me” he added as he stared into your eyes “You have no idea how much I like you and how much I want to ask you be mine” he said as he wiped your tears. “But, I can’t” he whispered “I cant hurt you” he added before he pressed his lips to your cheek “I hope you understand” he said. He sighed and let go of your hands before he made his way out of the kitchen. 
“Matt” you whimpered as you ran towards him wrapping your arms around his waist. You heard as he sighed and wrapped his arms around you tightly rubbing your back. 
“You’ll be okay” he whispered as he kissed your temple “You’ll be okay” he repeated as he held you to him. 

I Love You Too (Derek Luh/Nate Maloley)

(Y/N), Derek, and Nate are all best friends/roommates and after living together for almost two years, Derek and Nate start to develop feelings for her.

“I’m hungry” I grumble while Nate and Derek finish off the rest of the blunt. Derek looks down at me from my bed and shakes his head “(y/n) it is three in the morning, there is plenty of food in the fridge” I cross my arms over my chest and pout up at him “Please, please,please” I lace my fingers together and pout. “It’s late and none of us can drive” Nate joins Derek and looks down at me. “You guys are the worst, I cant believe y'all are being so mean, and on my birthday” I knit my brows together as I walk to the door. “Your birthday is in 3 weeks!” the boys say in unison. 

I hop down the stairs and start to raid the kitchen. I grab a 2 liter of coke, a bag of Doritos some Twinkies and a box of cereal and head into the living room and turn on the TV. About 10 minutes go by until I hear Nate and Derek coming down the stairs. “(Y/N), why are you sitting down here?” Nate says plopping down next to me. “Because you guys are mean and I’m not sharing any of my food”. I say holding the Doritos tight to my chest. Derek and Nate just laugh and grab the remote flipping through the channels. After I finish off the bag of Doritos and half the coke I feel myself start to get sleepy. I lay my legs on Derek and rest my head on Nate slowly dozing off. The two of them didn’t say anything because by now they gotten used  to my laziness and would probably carry me up to bed later on. Instead of Nate continuing to watch TV like he usually does he lifts his arm and let’s me lay across his lap, I don’t say anything because frankly I was too tired to care.

 “Wake up (Y/N)” I know it’s Nate because of his raspy sleep voice. My eyes flutter open to him standing at the side of my bed in nothing but pajama pants. “What’s up?” I raise up and prop up on my pillow. “Nothing, do you have to work today?“ “No, no photo appointments today” Nate looks at the door as if he’s afraid someone will hear him. “Do you wanna go somewhere with me?” I roll over, grab my phone and check the time it was 2:30 I might as well get up. “Yea sure” I say scooting out of bed. Once Nate has left my room, I pull on some yoga pants and a big t-shirt and walk down the hall to his room and see him with his back turned to me looking for a shirt. “You almost done, I’m not getting any younger” he shows me his middle finger and I prance down the stairs to check on Derek. I stand in the doorway of his room and giggle. He is sprawled out with a hand down his pants and his hair is splayed across his face. I back out of his room so I don’t wake him, but I but I bump into Nate and it scares me half to death. “Shit, sorry (Y/N)” Nate grabs me against his chest for a little too long. “Uh yea, well lets go” i grab my hoodie  from the back of the couch and pull it over my head. I wonder where he’s taking me?

I was so confused when i realized that Nate was driving toward the beach. “What are we doing here?” i ask getting out of the car. “(Y/N), there’s something that I have to tell you, don’t freak out or anything” “Nate, I don’t like suspense so just tell me” he draws in a deep breath “I L—” he is cut off by my phone. It was Derek, “Could you come home, there’s something I really need to say” What is it with these two, you’d think they were trying to profess their eternal love. “Yea Der, give me a sec” I hang up and look to Nate. “Now what were you gonna say?” he grabs my arm and leads me toward the car, i could tell he was pissed. “Nothing, I wasn’t gonna say anything” 

Finally back at the house I jog in and go straight to Derek’s room. “Der?” I knock as I push my way in. He is sitting on the bed with his head in his hands. I shut the door behind me, this was gonna be serious. “(Y/N), I don’t how to say this, or even if i should say this but, I cant go on another day without knowing” I sit beside him on the bed. “(Y/N), I love you, and i need to know how you feel” I am speechless and all I can do is sit there and stare at him. I don’t know what to say, so i get up an run to my room. What the fuck? what in the actual fuck? Nate has to tell me something, Derek just told me he loved me, This day cant get any crazier.I spoke too soon……. after about 10 minutes i hear the guys arguing down stairs. 

I creep down a stand close enough to hear, but far enough so i cant be seen “What the hell was that? I love you and I need to know how you feel? Bullshit” Nate says he sounds furious “Nah what’s bullshit is you taking her off to wherever the hell,we agreed to tell her at the same time”  “WELL GODDAMN IT DEREK I LOVE HER TOO!” This can’t be happening, not the both of them, what am I gonna do.I push the door open to Derek’s room and step inside. “So what are we gonna do now?” I lean back against the wall, staring at their shocked faces. “What do you mean?” Nate tilts his head and moves toward me. “Just look at you two, the three of us cant go on like this” Derek moves closer to me and Nate and lays his hand on Nate’s shoulder. “She’s right, we can’t make her choose” 

I wipe my eyes and grab the two of them in a hug, they squeeze tight and it feels good having the two of them like this. I cant hurt them and i cant possibly choose one of them. I hug them again individually and give each of them a kiss.

“I Love You Two”

Voices

A Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster Mini-series

Summary: You meet a clumsy guy on the streets of Seoul, and it just so happens that he’s one of the nation’s most well-known idols….and he’s interested in you.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 (Final) Epilogue

Originally posted by taestylips

Chapter 35

‘I’ll see you later, okay baby?’ Namjoon says as he leans against your hotel room doorway- having just dropped you off, his arm wrapped lightly around your waist and his thumb smoothing gently over your lips, as he waits for Taehyung to emerge from Izzy’s room.

'Yeah.’ you murmur, smiling up at him and closing your eyes as he leans towards you, reaching your hand up to hold his neck as you stand on tiptoes to kiss him.

'I’ll meet you at the 'N’ tower…I promise.’ he says quietly against your lips, brushing your hair behind your ear before diving in for another kiss.

'Can we get those spicy fish cakes, afterwards?’ you ask excitedly when he pulls away,  grinning up at him and smoothing your hands over his shoulders and down his chest to help persuade him.

'Of course. We can do anything you want.’ he chuckles, continuing to peck your lips until the sound of the bedroom door opening has him leaning back against the door, sucking air between his teeth as he peers over your head and catches sight of Taehyung.

'Took you long enough.’ he says, shooting a pointed look at the younger boy, who had a small smile on his face as he shuffles quickly over to the shoes in response, hurriedly slipping his on.

'Mmmh, I love you.’ Namjoon mutters, as he turns back to you, smiling shyly until you grin at him and snatch one last kiss from him, pulling him in for a quick hug, which ends up turning into a prolonged warm embrace, before finally letting him go.

'I’ll see you later.’


Part of you doesn’t actually believe that Namjoon will turn up at the 'N’ tower. You’d been listening in to his conversation with Jungkook this morning as they’d discussed the day’s schedule, and with the more jobs and photoshoots and training practises that had been listed, you’d had to remind yourself to just keep calm and to remember that this was his life- even if he couldn’t meet you…it didn’t matter, you’d still wait for him anywhere.

So after spending the day at Seoul zoo with Izzy and going on an open top bus tour of the city, you finally make it to 'N’ tower at 10:30pm.

You couldn’t deny that it was beautiful, being this high up above the city and being able to see every light as they spread out into the distance…it was the most magical sight you’d ever seen.

'Dont you just want to look at it forever?’ Izzy suddenly pipes up beside you, a private smile on her face as she leant against the railing and looked out over the city.

'Seriously, forever.’ you chuckle elbowing her playfully and grinning when she rolls her eyes at you. 

It’s quiet for a few moments as you both just take in the view, but you can sense that there is something that Izzy was building up to say, and the longer she kept silent the more agitated you became, until you finally couldn’t take it anymore.

'Izzy, What-’

'Taehyung’s asked me to stay.’

You stand stunned, simply staring at her as you take in what she had said, your mind working a million miles a minute as you try to process her words, before your brows pull together and you watch her turn towards you with a sigh.

’…and what did you-’

'I said yes.’

Your knees almost give out beneath you when she answers you, all the air in your lungs leaving you in a sudden breath and you have to lean heavily on the railing as your body reacts to this sudden announcement.

'He asked me a few days ago, but I didn’t answer him until earlier just before you came back to the hotel room with Namjoon….I-’

'Why didn’t you tell me?’ you ask, your voice slightly horse where your were still getting over the shock of finding out Izzy was staying in Seoul.

'I-I didn’t know how, Y/N! How am I meant to tell you that i’m staying here, when we promised we’d do our final year of university together? How am I meant to tell anyone that i’ve decided to stay in Seoul because of a boy? I dont-’

'I get it Izzy…believe me I do…’ you cut her off, pulling her into a hug to reassure her you weren’t mad, despite the tears building in your eyes.

'I just…I mean, its not like I didn’t think about you…I just- I kind of thought you’d be staying too! Hasn’t Namjoon said-’

'We haven’t really talked about it.’ you murmur in explanation as she pulls back to look at you, narrowing her reddened eyes at you in suspicion as you turn back to the railing.

'What do you mean by you haven’t ’really’ talked about it?’ she asks, facing you instead of the landscape and you shake your head at her in an attempt to tell her you didn’t want to talk about it, but by the way she continues to watch you, you know you have no choice.

'I keep avoiding the subject…he knows we….I mean, I,’ you correct yourself, glancing at Izzy and seeing her apologetic expression, 'he knows I only have a couple of days left…but I just- I know I have to go back, I haven’t got another choice- I need this degree if I want to do anything with my life…but God…everything in me wants to stay.’ you complain, leaning your head on your arms against the railing and closing your eyes.

'Why dont you just stay here to do the last of your degree then?’ Izzy asks, putting her hand on your shoulder to make you look at her.

'Because  I cant speak Korean like you, Iz! And I’m pretty sure they dont do an international students class in my degree.’ you explain slightly frantically, your emotions beginning to get the better of you as you actually talk through the fact that you cant stay, that even though everything in you wanted to- no matter how much you think through it…it just wasn’t possible. With Izzy quickly pulling you into her as you begin to break down.

And that was when you finally realised, that even if Namjoon didn’t want you to…

…you had to leave him.

(T.B.C)

One Direction Preferences: Just Friends

10. Just friends

Louis

“This is so amazing”, you gasped staring at all the seats that would soon be filled up in the next few hours.

Louis had brought you backstage and you were simply at awe with the number of people that would come to see him perform. You knew how famous and successful Louis was, but seeing it with your own eyes really hit you.

“All the seats will be filled?” you asked Louis again your voice still full of amazement.

His blue eyes sparking as you turned around once more in the empty arena.

“I can’t believe it. You actually did it”, you said grinning at him

“I cant either”, he said laughing

“I mean we were just kids when you said you wanted to do this but this is real”, you looked at him. You were so proud of Louis; he was a star just like he always wanted to be

“It sure is”, he smirked coming up behind you and placing his head on your shoulder. Almost instantly you ran your fingers through his hair.

“I love you”, you grinned

“I love you too”, he said cuddling in closer to your head

Suddenly your breath seemed to hitch into your throat as you could you feel his lips inch closer to your neck. Your stomach became full of butterflies; you had waited for years for Louis to kiss you. You had always liked him, but he never seemed interested in you and now finally it was happening. You would be together

“Whoa are we interrupting something?” Liam smirked

You and Louis turned, embarrassment on both your faces.

“Its about time”, Harry shrugged as Niall burst out laughing behind the boys.

“Oh No were e Just friends”, Louis protested his eyes widening as he shock his head his arms up in defense.

You could almost feel your heart shrink, “Yeah, Just friends”, you mumbled finding a smile within yourself.

You could feel some of the boys give you a sad look because wasn’t it obvious enough that you loved him.

“Well I’m going to have a look around”, you smiled before running off leaving the other guys and a very confused Louis

You were only friends and that’s all your probably would be.

Niall

You were having a sleepover at Niall’s house. The two of you were cuddled under the fort you had convinced Niall to build. Soft music filled the background as you and Niall sat next to one another staring at the top the sheets that covered the fort. Everyone was always telling how Niall had a crush on you and it was clear to almost everyone that you loved Niall, but him. You had talked over the matter with one of you god friends and Harry had even given you some advice. All the advice you ever got was basically “just tell him”. That was the plan anyway. So here you were trying to muster enough courage to just tell him how you felt. In your mind you tried to create the best scenario, Niall would kiss you and it would all be perfect.

With a deep breath you opened you mouth, “Niall can I tell you something?’ you mumbled turning to him

“Yeah anything for you”, he smiled facing you

“Niall I love you”, you looked up at him waiting for a response anything

Seconds seemed like years as he opened his mouth, “I love ya too”, he laughed ruffling your hair

“No, Niall I love you”, your voice shook

“Oh”, he said avoiding your gaze

“Well aren’t you going to say anything?” you could feel hot wet tears fill your eyes while threatening to spill down your cheeks

He just looked down

“God you can’t even look at me”, you sobbed running out of the fort

You shook your head while slipping out of Niall’s house, you should of known you’d just and always be friends

Liam

You were at some silly party with Liam and a couple of friends. It was kind of lame, but Liam was there so it wasn’t too bad. You saw Louis walk up to you a grin plastered on his face

“So Y/N how’s the whole Liam thing going?” he asked his hands buried deep in his jean pockets

“Lou Ill tell him when I feel like it”, you mumbled

Louis was one of the few people you told about liking Liam, and ever since he found out he had been bugging you about it

“C’mon if you don’t tell him soon, it will be too late”, his voice became singsong

“I can do it”, you muttered

“This is your chance, this party sucks so hell be happy to make out with you”, Louis laughed pushing you in Liam’s direction

“Hey Liam”, you giggled walking up to him

“Oh hi Y/N”, Liam said giving you one of his award winning smiles that made your heart flutter

After a minute or two of talking Louis voice ran through your head “This is your chance”

“Liam I like you”, you blurted out, “in that way”, and you whispered the last part

As the words left your lips it felt as if a weight had been risen off your chest only for it to come crashing down when a girls lips touched Liam’s.

You could feel your cheeks redden in embarrassment

“This is the girl I’ve been dating”, he mumbled

You tried not too look in their eyes so you stared at your shoes afraid to look in there eyes

“Oh Li so modest”, she laughed, “I’m Sophia Liam’s girlfriend”, she giggled latching herself to Liam’s arm

“Well it’s been nice talking to you guys, but um I’m feeling kind of sick”, you muttered walking away from them

You finally felt the tears stream down your cheeks, how could you be so stupid

A worried Louis walked up to, “Are you alright? What wrong?” he asked following you out the door

“You were right Louis it was too late”, you mumbled blinking away tears

Zayn (His POV)

I was staying up late catching up on some reading. I never had time to read anymore, I felt like I had time with the whole tour coming up, so it was nice just to have some quite time to think to myself. Soon enough it reached three am and I could feel my eyes close.

Suddenly my phone rang singing some Spice Girl song I groaned knowing Louis thought it be funny to change the ringtone again.

I read the contact name Y/N, I felt instantly awake

“Y/N”, I asked worry filled my voice

I heard her sob into the phone, her voice was hoarse, “James broke up with me and I don’t know where I am. I don’t know what to do and you’re the only person”, she cried

“Ssshhh its okay”, I said running to the door trying to slip on some shoes

“Do you see any signs or anything that can tell me where you are?” I asked trying to stay calm

I could hear trying the take deep breaths but they only came out as strangled sobs, “I’m at some street called Jefferson”, she cried

“Ill try to be there in 15 minutes all right. Don’t move, but I’m going to hang up now”, I told her while starting my car

She hung up the phone without a response. I knew that James was a jerk, but I still let her go out with him. I knew this would happen. He was always going to these crazy parties and then leaving her behind. God, I hated him.

Soon enough I saw Y/N sitting at the curb, most of her mascara had rubbed off around her eyes, her lip-gloss was slightly smudged she seemed to be shivering.

“Y/N”, I yelled jumping out of my car and pulling her off the ground

“I’m so sorry Zayn that you had to pick me up. I’m so sorry”, she mumbled tears still slipping down her cheeks

“Its fine, anything for you”, I told her bringing her to my car

She sat silent staring out the window, “My god, your freezing”, in an instant I took of my black sweatshirt and put it around her shoulders.

She quietly put it on, it was big on her and ran past her arms, “Thank you”, and she said forcing a smile

“Anything for my favorite girl”, I said giving her a smile

“Do you want to stay at my place?” I asked looking over to her

She looked so sad her usually smiling self, but now she just looked sad like everything just fell apart.

She nodded, “Thank you Zayn, you’re such a great friend”, she smiled

“Yeah”, I mumbled feeling my heart sink. Just friends

I looked over to her, she was peacefully asleep, “I love you more than you’ll ever know”, I mumbled before pulling into my driveway and carrying her to the house

Harry (His POV)

“Hey Harry”, I heard a voice call

I turned to see Y/N running towards me large smile on her face.

“You look stunning today”, I told her as she gave me hug

“Awe your so sweet Haz”, she laughed linking my arm with hers

I nodded looking down at her face, she always knew how to capture a room and get everyone to just seem to look at her. She was beautiful

“I haven’t seen you in forever, I missed you”, she giggled

“I missed you too”, I beamed

After a couple hours of hanging out, she listened to me talk about all our tours and she talked about school and her friends.

“So Harry, any girls in your life?” she questioned wiggling her eyebrows

“Oh no, I got my eye on this one girl, though”, I said giving her a smirk

She was about to ask who, but I asked about her

“Well, there is this one guy Sam, he’s one in my classes and everyone thinks he likes me, so I got one of my friends to set us up”, she giggled clearly excited

I should of known I wouldn’t be the guy she liked but I put on a smile and congratulated her, “That’s great”, I said giving her a final smile

“Now I think there’s this girl you might be into”, she started off but I kind of just zoned out by then I didn’t care about another girl, but her. I didn’t want a girlfriend unless it is she. I sighed before spending the rest of the day with Y/N knowing we’d just be friends and she never see me the what Id see her.

A/N: Im thinking of making a part 2 to this. I dunno. Tell me if you guys want a part two?

Part Two anyone??

5SOS Preference #16: He Breaks Off Your Engagment But Then Wants You Back Part 1 (Requested)

Luke: Today was supposed to be the best day of your life, well for any girl it was. Today was the day you were getting married and became Mrs.Hemmings. Or so you thought.
*Flashback*
“Y/N! Why on earth arent you in your dress? You’re supposed to be walking down the aisle in 5 minutes!” your mother screeched at you. Nervously you looked up at her while continuing to bite your already stub nails. After seeing the scardness in her baby girls eyes, your mothers face softened and she walked over to you and gave you a hug.“I’m scared mom,” you admitted. “What if I fall down while walking? What if I forget my vow? What if Luke hates my dress? Even worse what if Luke doesnt wanna get-"you blabbed to your mom before she cut you off."Y/N, I promise you that once you get out there it wont be so bad. When I was getting married I had jitters just like you. And sweety, Luke loves you and wouldnt care about what your dress looks like. He loves you and he always will. Now come on you have to put your dress on now.Slowly you stepped into your white, beautiful dress and your mom buttoned you up in the back while one of your bridesmaids fixed your hair. With 2 minutes left everyone rushed into their positions waiting for the music to begin. As the first pair walked out the big wooden doors, your nerves returned and you had began to pick at what was left of your nails. Your father notices this and quickly grabs your hand in attempt to calm you down seeing that it was almost time for the bride to walk down the aisle. Seconds later the music had begun and for the finale time the doors had been opened allowing all of the guests to see you and you to be able to see them. You gripped your fathers arm tighter and took your first step careful to make sure you didnt trip over your dress. As you continued to walk forward, Lukes eyes never left yours. Something seemed off. Luke didn’t look excited or happy even. Instead he looked scared. Like something was wrong. Finally you able to stand in front of him and your father gently handed you over to Luke. You kissed your dad on the cheek before turning to face Luke. "Today we are here to celebrate the love of two people, Y/N and Luke” the preist began. He continued to talk but you were too mesmerized by Luke eyes.“Luke you take Y/N to be your wedded wife? To cherish, to hold and to love through sickness and health?” You looked Luke thoughtfully in the eyes waiting for him to answer. Seconds had gone by and everyone was now staring at Luke curiously. The priest cleared his throat. “Luke?” He seemed to step out of what ever trance he was in and finally answered.“I, I, I cant.” You looked up at Luke with a confused expression. “What?” Luke cleared his throat. “I’m sorry Y/N. I just cant get married to you.” Before he was able to finish though, you were already halfway out of the room. Somehow you knew this was going to happen.

Ashton: “I can’t do this anymore Y/N!” You and your fiance Ashton had been arguing non-stop since last weekend. The two of you thought it was just the stress from the wedding that was in about a week away, but the two of you also seemed to be growing apart. As realization of he said sank in, you had stopped screaming. “ What are you talking about Ashton?” He sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair. “ I’m sorry Y/N but this obviously isn’t working anymore. I mean we’ve been screaming at each other for a week now not to mention we hardly ever do anything together anymore” he stated. Tears started pouring out of your eyes as you realized were this was going. “Ashton come on we can work this out. It doesnt have to end this way.” You covered your mouth with your hand to muffle the sobs that had escaped your lips while watching Ashton pack clothes into a bag. “Ashton please dont leave me. I love you and you know that.” By now you could barley see from your tears clouding your vision. He finished stuffing clothes in his bag and quickly zipped it up. You didn’t even know if he had heard you. Finally you figured out that no matter what you said you wouldn’t be able to change his mind. As he pushed past you, you just simply followed his down the stairs, both of your feet thumping with each step that you took. Ashton had now reached the door and you stood a few feet away. “I’m sorry Y/N but it’s over. ” And that’s all he said before walking out the door and out of your life forever.

Calum: Tomorrow was the day of yours and Calums wedding. You were beyond excited but Calum seemed a little on edge. So for the past few days you had decided to leave him alone and you took care of the last minute wedding decisions. As you were double checking the guest list you saw that two people hadn’t RSVP yet. And those people just happened to be Calums parents. Maybe thats why he’s cranky you though. So you decided to go and ask him. “Calum?” You had found him sitting in his chair that was in his music room. “What fo you want Y/N?” Calum snapped at you. “Did you know that your parents hadnt RSVP to the wedding yet?” He looked at you surprised thinking you would be coming to ask him a question about which centerpiece he liked better. “Oh yeah..um…thet said they cant come. Something about having to go out of town” he lied. “Come on Cal. You don’t have to lie to me.” He sighed loudly. “ They said that I made a mistake asking you to marry me” he stated not really caring about seeing your reaction. You were indeed surprised. “But your family……they always seem so happy to see me” you said. By now Calum was fuming at how dumbfounded you were being. “My god Y/N! It was set up! My parents paid me to ask you out and get you to like me because of your dad. I want supposed to actually fall in love with you let alone marry you and now I have to stand up for you against my parents.” You could not believe what thou had just heard. Never would you have thought your love life was set up because your daddy had a ton of money. Now you stood up angrily glaring at Calum. “Well please don’t let me stand in the way of your precious family” you sneered. “Let me make this easier for you Calum. Go ahead and break it off. Go ahead and end everything I thought we had.” Calum stood up angrily too. “Fine! Were’re over then!"he yelled before drinking away.

Michael: You and Michael had just gotten engaged last week. And to celebrate the rest of the band was going to take you guys out to celebrate. Of course though they had to pick a club to take you guys to. So you dressed up in you little nlack dress that reached your mid thighs and slipped on a pair of black pumps while leaving your hair down. Mikey went casual and just went in a pair of tight skinny jeans, one of his nice and not so dirty button up shirts with a pair of converse. As the 5 of you sat in the car, the boys were singing quiet loudly to the music that was blaring from the radio. Finally after another 10 minutes you guys arrived at the club. Cautiously you walked inside with Michael by your side. Honestly you were never much of a drinker and the boys knew that and promised to be careful and not get to drunk. Of course that promise was broke quickly. Ashton and Calum were already on their fourth drink Luke was close behind with only drinking three. As for Michael you lost count after 4 and a half. After wondering around for 10 minutes your feet started to hurt so you sat down at the bar. The bar tender walked up to and asked you what you wanted. You just simply ordered a coke and he went off to go get you what you ordered but not without a flirty wink at the end which you just ignored. Staring out at the dance floor you saw a couple swaying their hips to the music while grinding on each other. As you looked closer you saw a familiar white head. Michael. Angery you stood up and marched over to Michael. "What the hell do you think your doing?"you questioned Michael ignoring the glare you were getting from Mrs.Crayola Box. Rolling her eyes she walked away going to find some other drunk person to dance with. "Come on Y/N loosen up a little!” Michael slurred. “Michael you know how I feel about alchol.” Your eyes wandered from left to right glancing at the people who were already wasted. “Michael come on your clearly drunk. Lets go get the rest of the guys and head home” you said to him while pulling on his arm. “No Y/N! You always have to ruin things for me. You never let me do anything without whining that I need to just stop and go home.” By now many people had stopped dancing to see what the kaos was all about. “Michael I was just,” you started but got cut off by a very angery Michael. “No you know what? That’s it, I’m done with you! It’s over!” After Michael’s outburst you didn’t know what to say so you ran out of the building and hailed a taxi hoping to get as far away from Michael as possible.

Let me know if I should do a part 2!
Enjoy!

CHAPTER 11

“ I love you more than a bestfriend chris..”

“what ?”

“I said….. I love you more than a bestfriend… I’m…. in love with you..” im sitting here shocked as fuck, robyn ? in love with ME ? I don’t even know what to say, as I stared at her trying to make sense of what she said she quickly got up speed walking away.

“wait, where you going ?” she ran out the door but I caught up to her grabbing her arm.

“why are you leaving ? whats wrong ?” she had her head down looking at her feet not saying anything. I lifted her head wiping away her tears waiting for her to talk.

“this is so embarrassing, here I am confessing to you when you don’t even feel the same.” She tried to pull away but I tightened my grip on her arm.

“and how do you know I don’t feel the same ?” to be honest I do feel the same, I never really act on my feelings because that’s just not what I do. I caught hints of her flirting and the way she blushes whenever I say some inappropriate shit to her or touch her but I always ignore it. I never looked to deep into it because what would robyn want with me ?  im not her type, her type would be like one of them  niggas with degrees and shit not somebody in the drug game. And another thing, she need somebody with patience to deal with how emotional she get sometimes and that I don’t have.

“you don’t act like it…”

“I  don’t act like a lot of things robyn.”

“so does this mean you do feel the same ?”

“maybe.. maybe even more than you do.” She started blushing like crazy it was too cute, I pulled her in for a hug and wrapped my arms around her waist while she wrapped hers around my neck.

“Im so glad I finally got it out now” she whispered into my neck.

“how long have you been wanting me robyn ?” I said then pulled back a little to look at her, smirking.

“Im not telling you…”

“you probably be having dreams about me and everything huh ?” she froze and then stepped back letting me go.

“w-what ? no ! why would I have dreams about you ?!” I looked at her and grinned, she say she don’t but the way she acting right now telling me different.

“why you stuttering ?” I said stepping closer to her.

“uhh, can we go finish eating ? im starving !” she said and started walking back inside the restaurant and I just shook my head laughing.

We finished eating our food and I can finally say that a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. Knowing that he feels the same almost made me want to break out and do a happy dance but I kept my cool. But what kind of scared me was when he asked if I had dreams about him, of course I did, real wild ones but I couldn’t tell him that, he’d probably think I was some kind of weirdo. Although I tell him everything I’d rather keep that to myself. We were now on our way to my house, chris was dropping me off and then leaving because he had some things to take care of.

“ what a night this was, huh ? found out my bff is in love with me.” he said.

“yeah…” I said with a nervous giggle.

“you gotta stop being so shy robs, its cute and all but that shit gotta go.”

“I wish it could, I hate being shy especially around you.”

“why especially around me ?”

“because, you like the loud ghetto ratchet girls.. and im the complete opposite of that.”

“and you like them smart degree niggas and im not that.”

“well I guess the saying ‘opposites attract’ is right ?” I said with a small laugh and he nodded and said he guess.

“so how long you been wanting me to be yo boyfriend ?” he said looking over at me with a smirk lightly gripping my thigh. I didnt know what to respond to first, his hand on my thigh or the question. I decided to be bold with this next move, I put my hand on top of his and moved it a little higher not taking my eyes off him. He looked down at our hands and raised his eyebrow.

“how long you been wanting for me to be your girlfriend ?” I said then ran my tongue over my lip. There was a car honking at us infront of us signaling for us to go right, chris quickly took his eyes from me and back on the road.

“oh shit ! look what you almost made me do, almost got us both killed” he said swerving back into the right lane.

“im sorry…” I said with a flirty smirk, this was actually fun.

“I see you tryna dance with the devil, I don’t think you ready for that, miss.”

“and how do you know what im not ready for ?” right after I said that he quickly placed his hand on my inner thigh, but this time he went higher than last time, grazing my panties and I quickly closed my legs with a gasp.

“exactly.” He said with a grin, I noticed that we wasn’t moving anymore, we were now parked in my driveway.

“don’t wait up, I don’t know how long this gonna take me.”

“okay, be careful.” I said and leaned over to peck his cheek and got out walking to my front door. I unlocked it and did a quick walk through that chris always makes me do whenever he drops me off and has to leave. I walked back out to the porch and gave him a thumbs up, he winked at me and then drove off. I took all my clothes off and went to straight to shower, I was still a little giddy from all earlier events, I still cant believe I actually told him and he feels the same. I also need to get out of this shy stage because it really ruins the moment sometimes, I wonder what he would’ve done if I didn’t stop him in the car ? I washed up and got out putting on my boy shorts and one of chris’ plain white T shirts then got in bed. It seems like my eyes closed immediately after laying my head on the pillow, I was beyond tired, today was definitely an eventful one.

~~

Lying on his soft bed his body weighing over me, I feel pleasure rising again. One finger massaging my clit while two more stroke over my opening. I grasped his shoulders holding onto him as if my life depended on it, my world is melting, becoming one with his, and becoming one with him. My eyes are heavy, the drug-like state he’s induced me in has my mouth open in a soundless scream. As he continues to please me I look for his gorgeous face, startled to find it so close to mine.

He’s been watching me this whole time.

My irregular breathing becomes raspy as I take in his inhuman beauty, I cant believe I was ever afraid of him. His eyes lock with mine and im pleased to see that he’s enjoying watching me shiver under his touch. His firm mouth is turned up in a devastating smile, sharp, pointed teeth showing his lower lip. I cried out and squeezed my eyes shut as a rub by his fingers sends a charge racing to my heart. My hips buck off the bed and crash into his. The hand placed over my pussy moves with me, unwilling to let me take control, affording pleasure only when Chris sees fit. His dick slaps against my thigh and I hear my demon king growl. His fingers stop moving and I open my eyes again, breathing hard. Staring into those wicked red eyes again I see that overwhelming desire I’ve been feeling, echoed on his face as he looks at me. That hand which has pleasured me so wonderfully withdraws, sliding back up my stomach. Up it goes, his fingers trailing ever so slightly past my navel, tracing the lines of my ribcage and brushing against my nipples. All the while, the Demon of Lust stares into my very soul. He knows me, really knows me and I believe he cares for me as well. His hand finally reaches up caressing my cheek. I lean into his touch, eyes closed and heart aching, inhaling my own scent still on his fingers. His thumb comes to rest over my lips while his fingers unfurl to cradle my cheek. I kiss that thumb until it slips away and is replaced by his lips. This is what I have waited for, for so long. It’s not just the anticipation of my first time, if I had wanted it that badly, any man would have given it to me. No, what I’ve been waiting for was this, something meaningful and tender. He breaks away from me slowly, planting a brief peck on my lips again before his body begins to move. His arm which had been holding him up straightens, his thigh slides away from mine as together they help him move lower down the bed. His warm breath washes over my mostly naked skin as his head hovers over my stomach. Soon he’s crouched in between my legs, hands on both sides of my hips, knees straddling my calves and tail lashing playfully. Giving my stomach a quick lick he looks up at me, another wide grin spreading across his dark face. He grabs my panties again this time shredding them. The ripping noise and sharp nip of stretched elastic surprises me and my tense body jumps slightly. Tearing away the cotton, he lowers his head further. As he passes my clit his tongue lashes out and licks my sensitive nub. My hips respond automatically, tilting up to meet his lips. He doesn’t give me the satisfaction though, moving further down instead, that long tongue tracing my inner thigh. He continues his trail, past my knees and down my left calf. He brings his head back up looking at me.

“Beautiful,” he growls before dipping this head back down to taste me again.

 "and delicious.“ My hands find there way to his head pushing him further into me as he wildly licked all over my pussy.

“mmmmm chrisssss…… don’t stopppp pleaaseeee”

I stood in the doorway shocked at what I was seeing and hearing. Apparently I was fucking the shit out of robyn in her dream and she clearly was loving it according to her moans and light screams. As funny as this was to watch it was also kind of turning me on at the same time. I let her go o for about 10 more minutes before I decided to wake her up.

“well well well….. whats going on here ?”

I stood in the doorway shocked at what I was seeing and hearing. Apparently I was fucking the shit out of robyn in her dream and she clearly was loving it according to her moans and light screams. As funny as this was to watch it was also kind of turning me on at the same time. I let her go on for about 10 more minutes before I decided to wake her up.

“well well well….. whats going on here ?”