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Crushing on You Pt. 1 ( Park Woojin )

Author’s Note: I’m sorry I took so long just to upload one part lmao I kept getting distracted by updates or getting up to get food whenever I went to write. Anyways, this is gonna be a 2 part scenario bcuz its pretty long so I hope u enjoy this. also sorry if the ending felt a little bit rushed i really wanted to finish part 1 so i could upload lol

Character: Park Woojin

Genre: Fluff :-)

Word Count: 4,449

Summary: Highschool!AU and Non-Idol!AU where your childhood friend Park Woojin has a crush on you and your brother Kang Daniel helps him confess his feelings to you.

Requested Scenario!!!

Originally posted by oneironaut12


“YAH Y/N! HURRY UP OR WE’LL MISS THE BUS!” Your brother’s voice yell from downstairs. You stood up late finishing up homework that was due today since you procrastinated watching variety shows for the past couple days and you were attempting to not look bad in a short amount of time. “I KNOW I KNOW I’M COMING!” You yell back at him, slamming your door shut behind you with your bag in your hand, running quickly down the stairs, almost slipping on the last step. “Can you be any slower?” your brother teased, giving you a mocking smile. “Shut up Daniel. I just woke up late.” you say, smacking his arm as you walk past him to get your shoes. “I saved you a banana since you spent all your time doing your makeup.” he said and placed the curve of the banana on your shoulder where it would lay like a weird shoulder guard. You were too busy trying to put your ridiculously hard to slip on shoes and grunted as thanks. “Wow I don’t even get a proper thank you. Rude.” he said and opened the door and walked a couple steps forward, turning back around to look at you still putting on your other shoe.

A familiar voice near the gates of your house calls out to you as you were shoving your foot into your shoe. “Y/N did you wake up late again?” You look up to see your childhood friend Woojin waiting outside the gates, Daniel greeting him with a low high-five, followed with a friendly chest bump. You rolled your eyes at the lame greeting he had with your brother, finally getting your foot into your dumb shoe and hopped up to dust off your uniform. You walked out of the house, shutting and locking the door behind you. As you walked towards the two boys that were bickering, you grabbed the banana that Daniel placed on your shoulder and started eating it with a blank expression. 

“You look like a gorilla.” Daniel snorted with a huge grin on his face and immediately got hit by you. You glared at him before continuing to eat the banana and Woojin stepped back to let you too walk out from behind the gates, the three of you walking down the road to get to the bus stop. “How come you got no sleep? Did you watch too many variety shows again?” Woojin teased, laughing a little when he looked down to see you giving him a “shut your mouth” kind of stare. He couldn’t take the glare seriously since one cheek was slightly filled with the banana that you were eating and you smacked him lightly on the arm. 

You sighed and threw the banana peel in a nearby trashcan. “No it was the negative effects of watching too many variety shows. I didn’t do any of my homework until last night.” You say and stretch your arms up, letting out a long exhale. “How do you even watch variety shows for 5 days straight?” Daniel said and looked at you with a weirdly judgmental face. “Yah, I don’t judge you for watching a kids show don’t judge me for watching variety shows.” You retorted, glancing at Woojin who was laughing at the sibling bickering. “It’s not a kids show! You know damn well that everyone loves Power Rangers.” He huffed and nudged you to the side a little too hard (poor baby forgets his own strength sometimes), causing you to lose balance.

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UPDATE 07/24/2017

Hi guys! I’m happy to say that this week’s progress is better than last week’s! The only downside is my internet is down again & I have to borrow my mom’s wifi for today’s updates x_x
- Revised last week’s character designs.
- Finished 3 minor important character sprites.
- 1 WIP minor important character sprite (Applied basic color + tidied the line art).
- Made 1 very rought minor important character sprite sketch. Tbh, I’m a little stuck with this character’s clothes design…
- 2 silhouettes are finished! (1 creature, 1 minor character)
- Finished 1 Queen’s Crown’s CG (2 left and I’ll be finished working on their CGs x’D)

I hope I can finish the minor important character sprites at the end of this month since I plan to focus on finishing basic backgrounds next month.

Anyways, as promised, above is the SuperBacker’s OC full view!
Here is Livia’s OC (Her name is Livia not Olivia, sorry for the typo ><)! Her name is Damaris and she’s a female Satyr; one of the new races that is going to be introduced in game :D

Her occupation is a White Mage, but she focused more on medicines than magic spells. Her passion is to study herbs and her lifetime goal is to develop a book covering medical issues that various species on the island face due to their unique physiology.

You will know more about her later in game ;)

Today, I will also show a background that appears in the winter area for my patrons. This is a special one & I won’t show this in public ><

That’s it for today & thanks for reading!
xoxo,


SweetChiel

I just finished a half marathon in San Francisco, and I don’t usually partake in the offered alcohol after a race, but since I’m using public transportation while I’m here, I decided to have a drink this time.

Hoo boy, I’m beginning to feel like that was a mistake.

Anyway, Golden State hard cider is a+, the race was gr9, and I’ll post my pics when I get home tomorrow night. I hope everyone’s having a good weekend.

🌾( ►_◀︎)☕️(O▿O⚡︎ )🌿

Little something done on the side while working on bigger projects- @blesstale joined me and drew her g!sans variant, Zunde. 💛💙

Heeeeeey!
Long time no see! >^< 
Works and unforeseen events have become more and more frequent, I’m sorry if I can’t carry the blog as I hoped but I’m happy to have finished Broken!

And now I’m so happy that the 3rd season is coming *____*!!!

I still have a second story in my head: one which Star and Marco are adults!
Today in my freetime I made a drawing about them with my personal style!
Hope you like it~!

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(Insp.)

Headcanon: At 14 years old Yang already looked like she was in her 20′s, leading some people to some uncomfortable realizations.

Not gonna lie, I like woke up in a cold sweat a few days ago with this dumb idea in my head, and I finished it off when I had some free time today. I think this is significantly less funny then I remembered thinking it would be. Which is about the usual for me. Enjoy! ✧・゚: *

Popsicles And Kiwis

PAIRING: Harry/Y/N
RATING: R
WORD COUNT: 4800+
REQUESTED: yes !

so this came from a small request about eating a popsicle and accidentally starting something that couldn’t be finished…….i went a bit overboard with it, but i hope u enjoy some smut! please let me know what u think :-) it rLY motivates me ! [feedback] [masterlist]

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anonymous asked:

Jaehyun and his youtuber girlfriend? Filming boyfriend tag video haha :)

Hello there! First off, haven’t written a scenario of my ult in so long ;;; Thank you for requesting this & I hope you enjoy it although it took me forever to finish. Ah, Jaehyun is totally boyfriend (and husband) material. 💘

Jaehyun

Listen: [1]

You finished setting up the Canon T5i and looked through the screen monitor to ensure that the camera was placed at the right angle. Lights, check. Camera, check. Now, all that’s left was the action.

“Are you ready, babe?” You called, as you made last minute touches to the room that would be the background setting of the video.

Jaehyun had finally concurred to appearing on your YouTube channel to film the boyfriend tag. Your subscribers had sent in requests since early last year, as you had always mentioned him in your videos, but never uploaded any footage of him. After months of begging, a month’s worth of pizza on you, and a promise to pack him lunch everyday for three months, you had finally coaxed him into making an appearance on your channel.

He appeared right at the door, popping his head in before smiling nervously. It wasn’t like him to be so shy, he is articulate and a naturally gifted speaker, so you found it quite adorable that he had spent the past week contemplating what to wear and how to act on camera.

He was dressed in a cream cable knit sweater today, paired with his favourite pair of vintage Levi’s. His hair was slightly parted at the front, coloured a chocolate brown. You couldn’t help but marvel at the sight in front of you.

The corners of his lips turned upwards as he begin to realize that you were checking him out. He walked closer to you and embraced you with his strong arms as you buried your face in the comfort of his sweater. His familiar scent wafted into the air, wood sage and a tinge of sea salt.

You peeked at him gingerly, the bottom half of your face still resting on the fabric of his shirt. “Are you nervous?”

He looked down at you, his sharp eyes transforming into crescents as he broke into a docile smile and nodded his head slowly. “A bit.”

“Why? Aren’t you the definition of ‘mom’s friend’s son’?” You teased, unravelling your hands from his back, reaching upwards to cup his face.

He leaned forward, trying to steal a kiss from your lips. You giggled and ducked to avoid him, giving him a quick peck on the cheek instead.

“Can I get one more kiss? The cheek one didn’t count.” He pouted.

“I’ll give you one if you answer the questions about me correctly, you know that.” You flicked him on the forehead lightly.

He chuckled, elongating his arms such that his right hand was now hovering in front of the camera lens, as if he was covering the camera’s eyes.

Then, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss directly on your lips.

He could feel you smiling into the kiss, but you immediately pulled back before things could escalate any further. “Stop cheating,” you murmured, a sheepish smile slowly spreading across your face.

“Alright, alright.”

“If you get even one question wrong, you know what you’re in for, right?” you teased, curling your hand into a fist.

He laughed, taking his position on the white leather loveseat. “I guess I’m lucky I have a good memory.”

You wiggled your eyebrows, skipping towards the camera set up at the front of the room to press the record button. 

“We’ll see how well you do, Jae. We’ll see.”

You took a deep breath before pressing record, then quickly walked back to your position beside Jaehyun on the loveseat. He scooted closer, blinking slowly a few times before nodding his head and focusing his attention back on the camera lens.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel!” You started, before breaking into laughter and covering your face with your hands. Jaehyun turned to you and raised his brows.

“This is so awkward. I’m not used to filming beside you, even though you film me sometimes,” you whined.

“Do we have to start recording again?” Jaehyun whispered quietly, pointing to the camera.

“Yes, genius. Let’s set up the camera again.” you jokingly teased.

“Oh right, you can just edit it out.” He flashed you a sheepish grin and instinctively covered his face with his hands, a habit of his when he was embarrassed.

After an uncontrollable fit of giggles and a sip of water, you decided that you were ready to film again.

“Let’s go, take three.” Jaehyun whispered under his breath.

You barely kept in another fit of giggles, but managed to start the introduction without making any mistakes.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. Today, we’re going to do the highly requested and long-awaited boyfriend tag.” You smiled, turning beside you to make eye contact with Jaehyun, as he nodded obediently.

“We decided to spice things up a little and make it a little more interesting. We’re each going to ask each other ten questions that we’ve prepared on our own, and if we answer any of the questions incorrectly, we’re each going to get a little punishment.” You continued.

“The punishments are going to be different each time since the questions vary in difficulty level. Basically, we prepared various levels for punishments which will be revealed once either of us makes a mistake.” Jaehyun added.

“Are you ready for this?” you turned to your right slightly, your eyes meeting each other.

“Of course. More prepared than I was for my SATs.” He replied with ease.

What a smooth talker.

You clicked on the ‘Notes’ app on your phone and did a quick scroll through, overlooking the questions you had prepared before clearing your throat.

“Okay. First question. I’m starting off easy, just so you know. When was the first day we met?” you smiled cheekily, waiting for his answer.

“January 14, 2014. Exactly a month before my birthday.”

“Too easy,” you teased.

“You can challenge me, you know. I’m better than that.” He chuckled, his gaze fixated on you.

“It started off easy.” You emphasized, turning to face him again.

You were distracted by the light that his phone screen emitted on his face, a luminous glow further highlighting the contours of his face.

How gorgeous he looked right now was beyond you.

“Bring on the hard questions, but it’s my turn now.” He winked at you before reading his first question aloud.

“What was the first gift that I gave to you?”

“Was it the silver necklace with the dainty hexagon shape in the middle that you bought me when we were browsing the streets of Hongdae together? I think that was our fourth date or something… or was it something else?”

“Guys, I have a terrible memory.” You scratched your head, slightly abashed.

“And in what you lack, I make up.” he propped his head to the side and smiled widely, his dimples deepening.

“Jae, please. We’re on camera.” You blushed.

“_________, first present. Think harder. I think this one’s pretty memorable.”

“Hint please?”

“First. First present. But also first something.” he emphasized, cutely putting up his index finger.

“OH MY- THE BLACK AND WHITE PLAID BUTTON UP SHIRT. It’s literally my favourite gift but it’s so precious to me I haven’t worn it since we met two years ago.” You continued.

“_______, you failed, so punishment time or?” He nodded coolly.

“Wait Jaehyun, wait! Before the punishment, reveal the story behind the first gift.” You gushed with excitement, recalling the very first time you had met him.

He instinctively placed his hand on the nape of his neck. You could tell he was a little flustered.

“Really?” he mouthed.

“Awww, are you shy?” You placed your hand on top of his and gave him a little squeeze. “Alright, we’ll save the story for next time. It’s a little embarrassing to talk about.”

Just as you were about to direct your next question to him, he started speaking.

“It was actually the first day we met. At that time, I was a part-time barista at a coffee shop and _______ was a customer. She was waiting for her coffee when one of the other customers was in a rush and accidentally bumped into her while rushing out, spilling some drinks on her. I guess he was in a rush but he didn’t even apologize and just ran out. She was drenched and all she did was grab some extra napkins from the dispenser and wipe at her shirt. So yeah, I found that ridiculous and without thinking I took off my shirt and told her to change into it.”

“Don’t worry guys, he was wearing a t-shirt inside.”

“By the way, how did you even manage to catch that? I remember it was pretty busy that day.” you added, smiling at him sweetly.

Jaehyun simply smiled and shrugged.

“I didn’t even think twice before taking my shirt off. Like I literally could have been wearing nothing inside.”

“Shirtless barista makes the headlines.” You teased jokingly, clutching your stomach to prevent yourself from doubling over.

He just shook his head and laughed softly, casually placing his hand on top of your head to ruffle your hair.

“_________, don’t change the topic, punishment time. Level one is… let me see… ”

“Lemons.” you finished his sentence, a look of regret washing over your face.

He smiled, eagerly getting up from his seat to grab a lemon wedge that he had sliced up from earlier.

You reluctantly took it from his hand and began nibbling at the lemon, wincing whenever you took another bite as the acidity instantaneously spread throughout your mouth.

After you finished half the wedge, Jaehyun swiftly grabbed the lemon from your hands and popped the rest of it into his mouth.

“It looked too delicious.” he replied simply. “It’s actually good, not too sour.”

“You little pig, why do you love food so much.“ 

You cracked a smile, immediately reaching for the glass of water in front of you to wash away the sour taste that still lingered in your mouth.

“Okay so next question. What’s my favourite food?” you asked.

“Is this some type of trick question ‘cause I feel like it’s too easy.” He placed his right hand under his chin, and glanced at the ceiling, thinking deeply.

“Well, it’s not a trick question but it might be a little difficult. ‘Cause I like everything. But there’s only one correct answer.”

“If I could only pick one… spicy tomato sauce pasta with seafood.”

“Didn’t expect you to be so specific,” you said, awe evident in your voice.

“Am I right though?”

You made a tiny ‘ok’ sign with your thumb and index finger and nodded in defeat.

“Alright, my turn. I’ll make it easier since I should be the bigger person and give you some points.”

“So thoughtful of you.” you replied, a hint of teasing sarcasm in your voice.

“I know right. So, what is the facial feature that I’m most confident about?”

“Your eyebrows.”

“Bingo.”

“Guys, I’m really jealous of Jaehyun’s eyebrows ‘cause mine are so sparse and I always need to fill them in but he’s born with such beautifully-shaped thick eyebrows.” you turned to him and outlined his brows with your fingertips.

He wiggled his brows in satisfaction, leaning in to give you a peck just above your brow-bone.

“Jae, I’m editing that out!” You giggled.

“It’s a good luck peck to define your eyebrow hair.”

You teasingly hit his arm. “JUNG YOONOH. SERIOUSLY.”

“Sorry guys, this is probably like one of the most boring videos you’ve ever seen.”

“And you’re going to have to edit half of this out because of the PDA… or you can just keep it in?” Jaehyun joked.

“Should I?”

“Johnny would say 'I just want to show the world how much I love my girlfriend’ and I completely agree.”

Listen: [2]

Another twenty minutes passed and you were now on your eighth question. You were pretty sure the video wouldn’t be the most entertaining boyfriend tag around, but you were having a fun time filming with Jaehyun and most importantly, you had realized how lucky you were to have such a sweet and caring boyfriend. Maybe even the luckiest girl in the world, you smiled to yourself.

You always knew that Jaehyun was a detail-oriented, observant and caring person, but he sometimes surprised you, picking up on details that you didn’t even know about yourself.

“Oh, ________. You’re doomed this time.” Jaehyun smiled widely, while reading his eighth question.

“Why? I’ve been doing pretty well up until now, just a couple mistakes.” You retorted.

“The next question is sports-related.” he replied with a grin.

“Damn… really?”

“It should be passable, I always make you watch their games with me on tv and you usually do, even if you’re not paying attention.” he teased.

You glowered in response but you had a little bit of faith in yourself since you had watched a lot more sports since you had started dating Jaehyun. You just couldn’t resist his adorable antics.

“Okay, I love you ________. But tell me, which NBA team do I cheer for?”

“Give me a while to think about it. I swear I know though.”

“Mm, of course.” Jaehyun replied smoothly.

Here goes nothing. Let’s decode NBA first, you thought to yourself.

N for National. B for… baseball? Doesn’t seem right. Why are there so many sports that start with the letter b. Badminton? Something seems off. Then, it must be basketball. Jaehyun’s favourite sport is basketball! A… what did it stand for again? Shit, I forgot. Oh well.

“First, NBA stands for National Basketball A.” You replied, a smug look evident on your face.

Jaehyun chuckled and finished with perfect English, “A for Association.”

“Yes, that.” you smiled.

“Oooh, that’s impressive.” he replied, the right dimple on his cheek becoming more prominent.

You nodded. “Okay, three more minutes. Going to do more decoding in my head.”

“I’m so touched you’re working so hard.” He leaned over and bent down to give you a swift peck on the cheek.

“I’m working hard since I don’t want to do the punishment.” you simply replied.

“Why so tsundere.” A quiet giggle escaped Jaehyun’s mouth.

“And also the fact that you’re beating me by a landslide.” You laughed. “How is it possible that you didn’t even get one question wrong yet?”

Jaehyun scratched his head. “Were my questions too hard? Or yours too easy?”

“No, it’s because your memory is too good. Give me some brain cells! Anyway, let me continue. I can do this.”

“You can do this.” he replied.

“WE CAN DO THIS!” the both of you chanted, as you made a fist and pumped your arm up.

Jaehyun’s favourite basketball team. Hmm… he watches a lot of games but he is especially fond of one team. One of the heavily populated cities. It was definitely L.A… I’m sure he cheers for the team from L.A.

Now what were they called again? I loosely remember that it also started with a 'L’. Oh! It had a similar spelling to some of my favourite lip products. Lacquers? Yes… I think it was something like that. It was slightly different though. Lacers. Yes. Lacers.

“You ready?” Jaehyun asked.

“A hundred per cent ready.” you replied with ease.

“Wow, you’re really incredible.” he smiled at you and clapped slowly.

You hit him lightly on the shoulder and cleared your throat.

“The team is from L.A.”

Jaehyun immediately stood up and started clapping. “You basically got the answer already.”

“Mm, I know.” you answered.

“Los Angeles…”

“Lacers” you finished, your expression full of confidence.

Jaehyun scrunched his face cutely and doubled over, almost toppling on the couch.

“You were so close, babe! Should I just give the point to you?”

“I’m not right?!” You asked, genuinely surprised. “I remembered the name because it’s similar to lip lacquers.”

He laughed and brusquely wrapped an arm around your shoulder, bringing you even closer to him. “I’ll give you half a point for being such a cutie.” He said while gazing deeply into your eyes.

“But you still have to do half the punishment.” He continued, winking seductively.

“Jung Yoonoh, can you tell me what I got wrong first? Because I swear it was Lacers.”

“Well, you were only one letter off. It’s actually Lakers.” He nuzzled his face in your hair to stifle his urge to laugh.

“What, are you serious? I get three-quarters of a point then, not half. Meanie.”

“Anyways, what’s the quarter of a punishment I get?” You continued. A slight nervousness could be sensed in your voice.

You could see a shade of pink washing over Jaehyun’s ears as he read the punishment aloud in a voice an octave lower than usual. 

“Re-enact your first kiss.”

“Ah… so embarrassing.” You whispered, fidgeting with the ends of your sleeves.

“You wanna pass on this one?” he asked casually.

You were never exactly the shy or introverted type, but when it came to public display of affection, you were astonishingly timid.

However, for some reason, you were feeling slightly audacious today. Whether it was because you wanted to show everyone how much you liked him, or just because you felt like kissing him and experiencing that rush of nostalgia as you imagined the first time you felt his lips on yours, you weren’t sure. You just knew that you wanted to do this.

“Retract the point from before. I’ll do the full punishment.” You answered with certainty.

Jaehyun was slightly astounded, but he clearly liked your determination because you could he see him biting his bottom lip to hide his smile while he nodded in agreement.

“It’s actually easy to re-enact this one since our first kiss was at the movies. So let’s pretend the camera is the movie screen and imagine that we’re sitting on regular seats at the theatre.” You started.

You scooted about four inches away from Jaehyun in order to recreate the exact distance between the two of you during the date at the cinema. Then, you motioned to the space in between.

“Imagine that this pillow is the popcorn and this water bottle is a cup of cola. Unfortunately we don’t have the actual props,” you giggled.

You locked eyes with Jaehyun, who gave you the cue to start. A re-enactment of your first kiss together in front of a virtual audience was really odd, but it made your heart flutter nonetheless.

You glanced at Jaehyun from the corner of your eye as you cautiously curled a strand of hair behind your ear. He was looking straight at the camera, pretending to watch the so-called ‘movie’.

You could feel your heart skip a beat as you made your next move. It was almost as if you had shut out all your surroundings; you didn’t see the filming equipment and the bright lights in your room seemed to have dimmed. All you saw was Jaehyun sitting in a dark movie theatre, the only source of light being the dim glow of the screen outlining his sharp features. The memory was still so vivid in your mind, as if you were being transported back to that time again.

You drummed your fingers along the edge of your seat waiting for Jaehyun to reach for the popcorn. When you saw his hand on the pillow, you casually reached for it without being too blatant, but he had already finished grabbing a handful of imaginary popcorn.

You had turned away thinking that Jaehyun was just too immersed in the movie, but he was secretly laughing. Now that you were re-enacting the memory, it was difficult for you to refrain from peeking at him. Although you didn’t see it back then, he was intentionally concealing his smile by burying his face deeper in his turtleneck.

Jung Yoonoh, you little tease.

Next, you tried to reach for the bottle of water at the same time he did, but he was already taking a sip out of it, eyes trained on the screen.

You sighed. You still remembered how you were feeling a little dejected about how the movie was clearly more interesting to him than you. In all those dramas you had watched, the boy would usually try to initiate skinship with the girl at the theatre. You decided to try one last time anyways. After all, there wasn’t a rule in the book that said girls couldn’t initiate skinship first.  

When Jaehyun finally changed his position, leaning a tad bit closer to your side, you attempted to lie on his shoulder, all the while trying to be subtle.

You closed your eyes and smiled, expecting his warm wool turtleneck to make contact with your skin, when you realized that he had already switched back to his initial upright posture. On top of that, you probably looked like a dumbass right now, head cocked to the side, leaning on invisible air.

You imitated the exact expression you made that day, eyebrows furrowed and lips slightly downturned. At that exact moment, he leaned over and quickly gave you a short but soft kiss on the lips before returning to his upright posture, reverting his attention back to the imaginary movie screen. You were in total shock, but managed to take a quick peek at him. His arm was casually resting on the headrest, his hand slightly covering his mouth to keep from smiling too widely.

Your rounded eyes were still enlarged as the reality of what just happened hit you. So he was paying attention to me all this time? His attention was still on the screen, but he secretly took your hand with his free hand and interlocked his fingers with yours.

Jaehyun swung your entwined hands back and forth as you turned to smile at him. The two of you burst out laughing as he let go of your hand and you both applauded each other, “Okay, this is so embarrassing. But I did my punishment. I hope it wasn’t too much of a cringe-fest to watch.”

“I could see that you were really into it though.” Jaehyun commented cheekily.

You blushed.

“I was just trying to give an accurate portrayal to my subscribers!”

“But hey, I can’t believe I didn’t notice that you were laughing at me the whole time back then. I thought I was being natural with my moves.” You continued, while playing with a strand of his sleek brown hair.

He chuckled softly. “You don’t know how difficult it was for me to hold back my laughter. Too cute.”

You poked one of his dimples lightly and leaned over to give him a peck on the other one. Too adorable to resist skinship.

“Alright, time for the next question! Hang in there guys, we’re almost done. Okay Jae, the next one might be a bit hard. Are you ready for this?”

Jaehyun nodded. “How difficult can it be, am I right?”

You giggled while reading your question aloud. “If I could only wear one outfit everyday for the rest of my life, what would I wear?

“Have you been paying attention to my wardrobe?” you questioned.

“_______, you love clothes. It’s almost impossible.”

“Just guess, my Mr. Perfect soon to be Mr. Ninety-Nine Percent.”

“Well there’s always the black skinny jeans with the grey varsity sweater combination that you love wearing. But then there’s also the pleated skirt with blouse outfit that you love wearing to events… and then there’s the fitted plain white tee with Levi’s, that’s a classic, you can’t go wrong with that. This is so hard,” Jaehyun whined, his head leaning on your shoulder.

“Wow, Mr. Jung. I can’t believe this is the first time I’m taking a point off. Incredible.” You teased.

He placed his face in his hands and smiled shyly. “Ah, I wanted to get all the questions right. So what’s the correct answer?”

He peeked through his hands timidly.

“You’re too detailed. All I have written down is an all-black outfit. Black is the new black, Jaehyun. It’ll never go out of style, so… it’s perfect.” You bit your lip to keep from laughing too much as Jaehyun made faces at you.

“Punishment?” he asked, his voice slightly reluctant.

“Punishment for question nine is to do aegyo…” You paused for a bit before continuing. “That’s too easy for you, not fair.”

Jaehyun sighed. “Trust me, it’s not that easy.”

You pinched his cheeks as he pouted.

“You’re so good at it though. My cutie valentine boy.” He brightened up and smiled devilishly at your compliments.

“I’m not going to prepare chocolate on Valentine’s Day. I’m the chocolate myself, what would I buy chocolate for?” He started, his voice oozing with honey.

“The man born on February 14! It’s me, the choco-man!” He continued, placing one finger on his cheek, smiling widely.

You placed your hand on your mouth to refrain from laughing too loud, as Jaehyun’s eyes were noticeable crescents now. He was squinting his eyes because of the abundance of 'sweet’ lines.

You poked his cheek and placed that finger directly on your mouth.

“If you say so… hmm it’s salty?” You joked.

Jaehyun furrowed his brows and dabbed his finger on his tongue to check himself. “Oh! It’s sweet!”

He bent over, clutching his stomach from laughter, gesturing a 'X’ with his arms to signal that he was done. “Seriously, are you posting this online?” He pretended to cry.

“That was so cute!! How did you come up with that?” You squealed.

“It’s in my genes.” He replied flatly, before wrapping an arm around your neck and tickling you.

You squeaked as he tackled you and aimed for your most vulnerable parts, tickling your waist and under-arm area.

“JAE!!! STOP IT’S SO… TICKLISH… OKAY… I’ll stop laughing at you. Okay, stop. Let’s continue.” He steadied you and fixed your messy hair, then stole a quick kiss before nodding at the camera.

“Okay, so next… when did you meet the family?” Jaehyun asked.

“The date that I met your family right? Not when you met my parents? Or both?”

“Just when you met my family,” he replied, a coy smile on his face, remembering the moment.

“December 25, 2015. I went over to your house for a Christmas party and met your parents and I messed up the food, it was really embarrassing.” You recalled.

“Mom thought you were adorable but she said that you should learn some cooking skills from me,” Jaehyun chuckled.

“Hey! I’m better now okay? I even cooked for your parents and they loved it.” You bragged.

“True. Chef Jaehyun really helped you polish your skills right?”

“Yes, I acknowledge that!” You laughed.

“Wow. We’re already at our last question.” Jaehyun pointed out.

“Hope we didn’t bore you guys to death! So my last question is… Jaehyun, when do I find you the most attractive?” You tried to hide your smile and lowered your gaze a bit. Why did I think this was a good question again?

When you glanced up, you could see that Jaehyun’s smile had reached his eyes. So adorable.

“I think I’m going to get this question wrong too. ________, you should tell me these things, you know… when you find me the most…” He paused for a bit.

“Attractive.”

“Oh just guess!” You answered, evidently flushed by his teasing.

“Hmm… is it when I’m driving with one hand on your seat? I remember how you blushed when I first drove you around right after I got my driver’s license. That kind of seems too typical though… no, not that. When I’m ordering for us before the movies or restaurants. When I’m done ordering you always give me that look.”

“What look?” You asked, mouth slightly agape.

“You know, that… 'I’m so lucky to have you’ gaze.” He did his own rendition of that gaze of yours, causing you to hit him playfully as he caught your hands and wrestled around with you.

“No it’s not that! Jae, you’re getting worse at this.”

“Oh really? What is it then?” He clearly didn’t mind that he got the question wrong, he was just really intent on hearing the answer of when you found him the most attractive. He was giving you that gaze again. His sharp eyes exhibiting his confidence and curiosity.

“It’s when I look at your backside when you’re in the kitchen cooking for me.” You answered shyly.

“I feel all fuzzy and warm inside when I observe your backside in the kitchen. It makes me feel at home for some reason.” You continued, your voice softer than usual.

Jaehyun adjusted his position so that his back was now facing you.

“You know, you can hug this when I’m cooking. Since it’s so attractive.” He turned his neck to look at you, his gaze sharpening such that he was emitting a seductive aura.

A deep shade of red spread across your cheeks, but you still tried to hide how flustered you were.

“I will,” you replied, placing your hands around his waist and leaning on his broad back. It was so comfortable.

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After Jaehyun did his punishment, which was to eat a piece of sushi with a large wad of wasabi between the raw fish and the rice, which he easily aced, filming had almost come to an end.

It was time for the last question.

Jaehyun cleared his throat before reading his final question aloud.

“What is my fondest memory of you? It’s a hard one 'cause I never told you before.” He commented, shyly averting his gaze from yours, a slight smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

“Hmm… I seriously have no idea.” You pondered aloud.

“I’m just going to give this a shot even though I’ll probably get it wrong…”

“'Cause I’m really too curious about what your fondest memory of me is.” you continued, looking directly into his eyes, an abashed look on your face.

He held your gaze for a while until the two of you noticed that you were still filming, and he looked away, clearly shy.

“So, any guesses?” He smiled softly.

“The first time we saw each other, at the coffee shop? I mean, I think I left a pretty big impression on you.” You teased, giggling at the same time.

He paused, holding your gaze, the corners of his lips turned up in a knowing smile.

For a moment, you thought you had the right answer.

“Close, but not quite.”

You looked at him in confusion, slightly puzzled.

“________,” he started.

You nodded.

“Yes, Jaehyun?”

“So… I actually never told you this. But the coffee shop, it wasn’t the first time I saw you.”

Your eyes widened, slightly taken aback yet full of curiosity.

“My fondest memory of you starts like this. I was on bus route 148, just any regular day, coming home from school. That was the first time I saw you. I didn’t think much of it, if I had to admit though, you did catch my attention a little bit. But the bus approached the next stop, and a pregnant woman had boarded the bus. As I was about to stand up, I noticed that you had already stood up to offer your seat to her. I don’t even know if you remember this, honestly, but there was this man that came in and sat down just as she was about to sit down. You really started to catch my attention when you started to explain how the seat was for the pregnant lady, but you still managed to handle the situation well, even though he was being an asshole. I haven’t seen people like that in a long time. I was about to get up and at least try to strike up some conversation with you, but the next stop was your stop, and you had already left. So two weeks later, when I saw you at the coffee shop, I was just thinking… I didn’t want to let the chance to talk to you slip away again.”

“So that’s why…” you started.

He nodded before you could continue.

“The spill was a good excuse for me to talk to you.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You had always thought that the coffee shop meeting was your first. And although it was, you would’ve never thought you ever crossed paths with Jaehyun before that.

You blushed at the thought of a teenage Jaehyun, noticing your actions.

“So, why didn’t you ever tell me this?” You placed your left palm under your chin, gazing at him earnestly. 

“Well, it’s embarrassing, I didn’t want to make it seem like I’m a total romanticist.” He bit his lip and sighed softly.

You wanted to seem cool with it, but it was difficult to hide how touched you were.

Jaehyun felt your warm touch, as you placed your hand on the left side of his cheeks, visibly pink.

For a moment, you tuned out your surroundings again. You even momentarily forgot you were filming. This would probably be too much for your subscribers, but this would be footage you’d keep forever.

“I’m glad you took that chance.”

You held onto the ends of his sleeves, as you leaned closer for a passionate kiss. You could feel Jaehyun responding as he embraced you lightly, yet kissed you deeply, paying no mind to the camera.

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I love you on a Monday
When the world is too busy hating
When the office is too noisy preparing
My hearts does a somersault knowing you’ll be there waiting
And as I jump out of the car running late,
I love you in between adrenaline rates
I love you on a Monday date

I love you on a Tuesday
As I catch a glimpse of you working
On a requirement due an hour of submitting
I would walk up to you hoping
That you would look up noticing
That despite the colors from an artwork you’re painting
The static from my eyes are still more electrifying
Because yours do
And always will
I love you on a Tuesday

I love you on a Wednesday
When twenty minutes of break feels like seconds
When your smiles feel like weapons
And every word is a powerful opinion
That targets my heart in every direction
Every joke is a doorway
Every moment is on replay
Going home late was suddenly okay
I love you more on a Wednesday

I love you on a Thursday
When I ramble about books and comments
And you don’t care about my looks and nonsense
When you remind me of today’s contents
Of happiness, songs, movies, and events
I suddenly wish I have the power to prevent
The curtains from closing this extent
The hours ending from today,
Your hands on mine promising ‘someday’
And when we reach the finish line of today’s raceway,
Remember that I love you on a Thursday

I love you on a Friday
When everyone is busy planning their night
And me hoping everything is alright
As you walk towards my desk in sight,
As my heart beats faster when you meet the light
From the room’s window where I write
My heart elevates on every flight
Up there it goes beyond my height
But there you go,
You skipped my place
Moving your way towards a girl in lace
My heart fell as you embrace
“Where did I go wrong?” I asked the empty space
Still,
I love you on a Friday’s lonely night case

I love you on a Saturday
When I gracefully tell myself not to talk to you again
When I constantly remind myself I am not your gem
You messaged me then
Saying you had a great weekend
And I love you so much it hurts
The pain gets worse
As I grip tightly at the hem of my shirt
“I’m happy for you”, I silently blurt
Please don’t drift away
Please don’t be another soon-to-end holiday
Not another visitor on a railway
I love you so much on a Saturday

I love you on a Sunday
As you take her hand and introduce her
As my heart beats slow down and blur
When her eyes are what you prefer
And I am nothing as I infer
Only, I know better
That loving you wasn’t guaranteed to be an open airway
Nor was it just an easy hundred-word essay
It was meeting you halfway
It was shards of glass on the highway
It was sacrificing you away
It was already seeing dismay
Yet going for it anyways
I love you not only on the weekdays
Nor do I love you only on Saturdays and Sundays
For I love you and when I do,
I love you every day.

Wicked Game ~ Peter Parker, Part 2

Summary: Dealing with the aftermath of heartbreak and not talking to Peter for 2 weeks causes the reader to not want to go to homecoming, but MJ forces her to go and the events that happen there may turn the worst 2 weeks to the best 2 weeks of her life.

Warnings: Minor swearing, angst, make out

Word count: 2,589… I got a little carried away whoops


It’s been two weeks since the incident on the rooftop. I haven’t talked to Peter since then. At this point, I could barely look at him without bursting into tears. The truth is beside Peter I didn’t have any friends besides Michelle. I didn’t exactly tell her what happened, but I’m pretty sure she figured out it had to do with Peter. Ignoring Peter wasn’t incredibly hard since we lived in the same apartment. Just because I didn’t want to talk didn’t mean he didn’t. For the first week, he followed me around trying to talk to me. Of course, I had headphones and turned them up as loud as my ears could handle so I couldn’t hear his voice. At least he took the hint and stopped trying to start a conversation. Now he just stares at me. All of the time. I swear he keeps playing this game. Doesn’t he get he already won? The more he looks at me the more my heart breaks. At this point I’m numb. Why the hell did I fall in love with him? I’m such a fool.

“Are you going to tell me what happened between you and Peter or are you just going to sit staring out the window looking like you’re about to cry everyday” I heard Michelle say nonchalantly.

“It’s a long story MJ” I replied

“Good thing this homework we are working on isn’t due tomorrow,” She said putting the books aside.

“I don’t really want t-”

“You can’t keep this to yourself any more Y/N I’m seriously getting worried, I’m not a doctor, but I know hiding something that made you this upset for too long isn’t smart,” she said interrupting me

“He broke my heart” I whispered, tears beginning to fill my eyes as my mind replayed the events of the worst night of my life.

“He doesn’t deserve you Y/N, if he doesn’t see how amazing you are he’s blind, and a fucking idiot to be honest, Do you want me to beat him up for you because I’m totally willing to do that because I hate assholes”

“Oh my god, thank you MJ” I laughed, I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve laughed in the past 2 weeks. MJ may be very shy and unsocial, but once you get to know her she’s amazing. To be completely honest her attitude, in general, is enough to cheer me up. She’s so different and honestly an inspiration. I’m so grateful for her because without her I know this whole Peter thing would be much worse.

“I’ll beat him up in front of the whole school during homecoming” MJ giggled clenching her fists and holding them up like she was going to fight someone.

“You know I’m now going to homecoming, right”?

“Excuse me yes you are, you will not let Peter Parker ruin some of the best moments you’ll ever have in high school. You shouldn’t let him have that power over you, and even if he does don’t let him see that”

“But I can’t bear to see him dancing wi-”

“So don’t look at them, find your own boy to dance with, there will be tons of handsome lonely boys looking for a beautiful girl like you to dance with, you are a strong independent girl and you don’t need Peter Parker to make your life complete, and come on if I agreed to go to homecoming that says a lot since I’m probably the most unsocial person on the planet and I need a friend to come with me so I’m not alone, please come Y/N I’m practically on my knees begging you” MJ blurted. She was right, I can’t let Peter control my life.

“Fine I guess I’ll go but for you,” I said

“Yay! I’m so excited” she exclaimed giving me a hug, good thing I had bought a dress. I would have to wear my one from last years homecoming and to be honest, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t fit.

For the rest of the night, we ate ice cream and watched funny chick flicks and I forgot all about Peter until she had to leave. As much as I don’t want Peter to control my life, but I can’t bear to see Peter dancing with Liz. I think my heart would shatter into a million pieces. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and I looked at myself, I honestly looked like a mess. I had bags under my eyes, my eyes were puffy from crying so much. Why was I letting Peter Parker ruin my life? I should never let a boy ruin my life. I have so much more than Peter Parker. If this game was to break my heart. I shouldn’t let him win. I have to stop moping 24/7 and actually live. Even if I don’t have a date to homecoming it doesn’t mean I won’t find a lonely boy to dance with. After all, it’s completely possible to fall in love more than once. I’m not going to let Peter win. Somehow I managed to find some confidence. It’s time to be my old self again I thought walking from the bathroom. I walked into my room and jumped into my bed and swiftly pulled the covers over me. Tomorrow is a new day, a new me. No more crying over Peter Parker I thought as I drifted into a nice well-needed slumber.

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock, scaring the shit out of me like it always does. I groaned turning off my alarm clock and getting up to walk to my closet to find clothes. Lately, i’ve been wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt to school every day, but that was going to change. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and a nice shirt and skipped to the bathroom.

“Why are you so cheerful today honey” I heard my mom say as I skipped past the kitchen to get to the bathroom.

“Homecoming is today, and you know how much I love to dance mom” I practically sung as I closed the bathroom door. Today I needed to show confidence. I needed Peter to know I wasn’t going to mope over him forever. I caught him staring at me countless times this week. I hope showing him I’m getting over him will make him jealous. Wait. no that’s not the point of this I mentally yelled at myself as I grabbed eyeliner and mascara. After I finished putting on makeup, I slipped on my clothes and grabbed my pair of black converse.

“You look cute today Y/N” my mom pointed out.

“Thanks, mom” I answering grabbing my backpack and giving my mom a kiss on the cheek.

“Your father and I aren’t going to be home for a couple of days, we have to go on a business trip, but make sure to send us pictures, I’m sorry we won’t be here,” she said, she obviously felt bad, but they did this all of the time.

“It’s fine” I lied as I walked out the door. A sigh left my mouth. I don’t know why they are always traveling I wish they could actually be home for one special event of mine. No wonder I’m closer to May than my parents, but I can’t see her without seeing Peter. Peter was usually the person who always comforted me when my parents would leave. I felt tears start to sting my eyes. No. I promised myself I would stop crying over him. I blinked away the tears and began walking to school. I walked kind of slow so when I walked in most people were at their lockers. What happened next was pretty weird. It felt like I was in a movie. Everything was going in slow motion and basically, everyone was staring at me. I mean I’m pretty sure it’s because the past two weeks I’ve acted like actual death and looked it too, but then again I didn’t think people noticed.

“Nice ass Y/L/N” I heard Flash say from behind me

“Shut it Flash” I warned, as he put both his hands up laughing. I right as I turned around I ran into someone which knocked me over making me land right on my butt.

“I’m so sor-” I cut myself off as my eyes met with the brown sparkling orbs of
Peter Parker. He was holding out his hand offering to help me up. For some reason, I actually took his hand. I could feel my whole body tingling just from him grabbing my hand. He pulled me up, and I immediately let go of his hand brushing off my pants. I brushed the hair that was in my face behind my ear and stood up straight.

“I’m really sorry about that” I mumble looking down at my feet

“It’s okay” he insisted, I looked up at his face to see a bruise on his face that I hadn’t noticed.

“Oh my god Peter the bruise on your face, who did that to you”I whispered yelled

“It doesn’t matter, the bad guy just got a swing at my face” he stated

“You have to be more careful Peter” I cautioned.

“I am careful you don’t have to worry about me Y/N” he insisted

“Well I do,” I said louder than I wanted to. “I-I h-have to class” I interjected bowing my head and pushing past him to get to class trying to hide the tint of red on my cheeks. That was actually the first semi-normal interaction I had with him in 2 weeks and I barely embarrassed myself. The rest of the day went by pretty fast and MJ and I literally ran home so we could get ready. I went into the bath reapplying and putting more makeup on. I quickly stripped my clothes off and slipped into my dress. I looked into the mirror and I was actually happy with what I saw. I walked out to see Michelle in a beautiful blue dress.

“Dang M, how did you not get a date,” I said

“Well besides from the fact I don’t talk to people, I have no idea” she laughed

“Are you ready to go?” I asked

“Yep, it’s funny how both are always gone for the important things,” She said obviously upset her parents weren’t here too. I gave her a small hug and soft smile and we walked out.

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We arrived at the school and walked into the gym. There were balloons everywhere the lights were dim and kids were dancing. MJ and I met up with Ned. I saw Liz walk in without Peter and I raised my eyebrow. I heard the doors open shortly after MJ and I made eye contact with his brown whiskey eyes. I felt like I was staring him for years until MJ pulled me away as Liz grabbed his hand. MJ grabbed my arm and pulled me over to a circle of basically the whole decathlon team dancing, but I still looked towards Peter who surprisingly still has his eyes on me. and I eventually I started to let go and dance to the beat. I felt good the music was upbeat and I was actually having a great time. I took a mental note that I owe MJ Starbucks for making me come to this. There were a couple songs and I dance one dance with Ned, and I even danced with Flash even though I hate him. There was only about 30 minutes left of the dance, and a boy named Isaac who I had couple classes with timidly walked up to me

“Y/N would you like to dance with me,” he asked shyly

“Of course” I replied grabbing his hand and pulling him to the center of the gym. I put my arms around his neck and he put his on my hips and we danced for 2 songs, but I could see and feel Peter’s eyes on me but he was jealous. I knew he was because I’ve known him my whole life and I definitely know when that boy is jealous. He has Liz so why he so bothered by me dancing with someone else.

“You’re distracted by something” he blurted out leaving me a little shocked.

“No, I’m just tired” I insisted

“Hey, look I’m pretty observant, but I’m pretty sure anyone could tell you like Peter Parker a lot more than a friend, and I’m 99.9% positive he feels the same way” He explained

“He is with Liz, he likes Liz, and I already told him how I felt”

“If you haven’t noticed he’s been staring at this whole dance right”

“So what that doesn’t mean anything” I signed looking at my feet.

“Like I said I’m very observant, and the way Peter looks at you is different than he looks at anyone else even Liz” he argued, and I laughed

“You should ask MJ to dance, you guys are very similar” I sighed, still looking at my feet. Soon the song Waves by Dean Lewis came on.

“I’m about to be proven right,” he said triumphantly  

“Wait, what do yo-”

“You mind if I steal her for a dance” I looked to see Peter holding out his hand

“Absolutely” he replied winking at me. I mouthed “I hate you” and he put his hands up in defense walking away. Peter put his hands on my hips and I put mine on his shoulders. I couldn’t face him, I had no idea why he was dancing with me, or how Liz allowed him to do it. I was staring at his tie.

“You look really beautiful tonight Y/N” he commented quietly. Seriously is this boy trying to lead me on? What the hell does he want from me? I pushed him away.

“What kind of game are you playing Parker because I’m seriously sick of th-” I was cut off by him slamming his lips into mine, making my eyes open wider than humanly possible. My arms were at my side clenched and my whole body went tense. To be honest I could not comprehend what was happening, but eventually, my body relaxed and I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer and savoring the way his soft lips felt on mine. We pulled away for air.

“Why did you do that” I whispered.

“Just because I was going to homecoming with didn’t mean I didn’t have the same feelings for you” He revealed bowing his head down. “I asked Liz to homecoming because I thought you didn’t feel the same way, I was going to tell you after that night, but you never really gave me the chance”. I was speechless, honestly, I didn’t know how to react to this, so I just hugged him engulfing his.

“I love you, Peter Parker”

“I love you too”

I guess this wicked game came out with both of us winning.

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Love can be a miracle, darling

Pairings: Harry x reader in the beginning, Draco x reader in the end

Word count: 2281

Requested: Hey, can you write a Harry Potter x Reader where they have been dating for a while but the reader caught Harry cheating on her with Cho and they have a huge fight. After that, she keeps crying and Draco tries to cheer her up and they kiss. Pleaseeeee <3 by @partyiinthedungeons

A/N: I hope you like it and sorry for posting it so late. I did my best to finish it today because of my full schedule. Sorry for the mistakes because i am sure there are and let me now what you think ♥ 

Originally posted by crystelgreene

Being Harry Potter’s girlfriend had it advantages and disadvantages. The good part was the loyal friends you got by your side and the bad…well the bad are the slytherins always trying to offend you somehow. Well, they were mostly hostage toward Harry not me but the fact I was ready to kill everybody who had said something bad about him was enough for a way the others to mockery him.

But besides the bad attitude we got in fifth year, I was more than happy to be with him. Half of the school thought he was a liar, a boy wanting an attention and I were just a chick using him to become famous and so on. However, Harry never paid so much attention to those words but I did. I tried not to but it was hurting to hear such lies. Harry was so nice to stay hours after curfew to calm me down, to say he loved me and that’s all that mattered. He even said that if I wanted we would break up so he could see my smile again. I, of course, punched him slightly always exclaiming that he was much more important than some stupid students.  

We were going to Hogsmeade on dates, drinking butterbeers, shopping at Zonko’s, we basically tried everything there for such a short period. I did my best to stay focused when helping him with his homework but usually ended making out on the sofa in the common room. That led to an angry Hermione who didn’t skip an opportunity to remind us we were falling behind with it. But let’s come to the present where the interesting part is.

Today was just an ordinary Saturday. We had finally finished another rough week. Early in the morning I woke up and after dressing up, I headed towards the library. There was an hour till breakfast so I decided to spend it while searching information for Snape’s essay.

“Hey (Y/N)! Why are you awake so early?”, Hermione’s voice ranged through the empty library.

“I just want to get something done. I don’t want to fall and spending time with Harry isn’t helping me.”, smiling I sat down next to her.

“You managed to find the truth! Only for that I will lend you my notes, but don’t tell the boys.”, we both laughed and after promising I would not each one of us continued her work.

“If we don’t hurry we will miss the breakfast. Come on.”, I packed my things and with my friend we exited the room going straight to the Great Hall.

There weren’t a lot of people but our boys were already on the Gryffindor table. Harry was reading something while Ron was eating…a lot, as usual. A smirked appeared on my face as I went to my boyfriend as quiet as I could. He was facing me with his back so I used this opportunity to cover his eyes, well specifically his glasses. The boy jumped due to being surprised. His hands left the newspaper and touched mine trying to identify the person messing with him.

“(Y/n)!”, my boyfriend exclaimed seconds later and turned around to face me. There was a smile on his face which caused me to smile, too. I sat down next to him placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t tell me you are still reading those lies.”, I took the newspaper from his hands but Hermione did the same to me, making the research instead of us.

“Well, you were late, so we had to take it.”

“You two are disgusting.”, Ron noted as he continued to eat.

“You will be too when you find a girl, oh my pardon, if you find a girl.”, Hermione retorted as she closed the paper and put it in her back.

We all laughed while Ron gave Granger a dead look.

“What are we doing tonight?”, although it seemed as an ordinary question, it wasn’t. Since some weeks, we were training spells in out secret group, or so called D.A.

“We have a studying session at 8 pm. as always (Y/n), how can you forget about it?”

“Oh, sorry Harry but when I see you I forget everything.”, we usually played this game of being so in love only to make no suspicions but we did enjoyed it, it always amused us.

After we finished our lunch we went to the lake. The weather was fantastic and neither one of us wanted to spend the whole day locked in the castle. We sat down next to a tree trying to stay in its shadow and began doing our homework. I can’t say we desired to do it but there was a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow and I didn’t want to miss it because of stupid two meters long essays. Harry and Ron were complaining instead of working, Hermione used her energy to quarrel with Ron while I and Harry laughed at their ‘family problems’. The time was passing by and soon dinner came. After we were done, we agreed to go to the Required room separated so Umbridge won’t be able to catch us.

“What are you going to teach me today, Mr. Potter?”, I teased my boyfriend as we were heading towards our wanted direction.

“Someone is eager for knowledge? You should spend less time with Hermione.”

“Oh, shut up!”, I punched him slightly and laughed, “You are just jealous that I’m coping with school, while you might be failing.”

“That huts. That’s it! You made me cry, what kind of a girlfriend are you?”

“Come here and let me kiss you, you’ll feel better.”, leaning closer we shared a kiss that would had definitely turned out in a heated one if it wasn’t somebody’s cough to make us separate.

“Hey there lovebirds! You can continue that later, we have a work now.”, Fred Weasley smirked and entered the Required room. We followed his actions.

This time Harry showed us some others spells. I was with Neville who surprisingly was doing much better than me. I was doing well to be honest, practicing with Ginny, Ron, Harry, but maybe like 30 minutes later I didn’t fail to notice something. Cho Chang, a ravenclaw girl Harry used to like in his fourth year, was now watching my boyfriend carefully, trying to get his attention. That made me mad and that’s why I got hit my Neville’s spell that paralyzed me for a moment.

“I hit her, I did it!”, Neville screamed at top of his lungs happily, “Sorry (Y/n).” He then came closer and helped me stand.

“No problems. I am happy you did it, Neville.”, he was so happy that I couldn’t tell him I wasn’t paying enough attention to block the spell.

No matter what I did afterwards was, to put it mildly, horrible. I tried to practice but my eyes were glancing and Cho and Harry. I knew he was helping her but I didn’t like she was doing poor just for his attention. Harry was observing everybody and when he saw my actions he came closer and gave Neville time for a rest.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?”, I could read the care in his eyes and it made me feel a little better. Besides everything Harry was with me, not with her.

“I’m fine now.”

“If you wanted to train with me you could have just asked.”

Till the end of the lesson I was actually getting more and more capable of using the new spells. Deep inside me I felt pleasure to show Cho I was better that her. When the ‘class’ was over we were heading out by three. I wanted to stay and help Harry to clean but he refused, telling I’d better go and rest. I listened to him and left the room with Hermione and a tall Hufflepuff boy. We were already on the stairs when I realized I had forgotten my barrette.

“Wait for me, I’ll be back in a minute.”, after notifying Hermione I ran upstairs.

The door was slightly open. Cursing the stupid people who left it that way I entered the room but stopped where I was. My eyes widen when I saw Harry and Cho kissing in front of me. She had put one of her hands on his face, while Harry had placed his hands on her both sides. My eyes were filled with tears by now.

“How could you?”, was the only thing my mouth let out. I felt a strange feeling in my throat, not letting me to breathe or talk anymore. Harry and Cho jumped away from each other, both looking at me as a deer looking at the headlights coming towards her.

“(Y/n), I-”

“Don’t!”

I exited the room and ran in some direction not caring where I was going. Suddenly I felt somebody grabbing my hand and spinning me around. It was Harry with his messy hair and sad face.

“Stop.”, he said softly.

“Let me go, please. Let me go!”, I managed to find my voice again and screamed at him.

“It’s not what it seems.”

“Oh, really? Because it seems you still love Cho and was messing with me the whole time!”, he didn’t know what to say, he did try but nothing came out, “Have you ever loved me, Harry? Have you?”

“Of course I have, I still do.”

“Do not lie to me! Do not!”, licking his lips, the boy was about to talk but I interrupted him, “I cannot believe you used me like this.”

“I-I didn’t, I-”

“Are you sure because stuttering like this now shows me I am right.”, I bit my lips trying to prevent the others tears to roll down my face, “Look at me, look at my eyes and say you did not use me to forget Cho or to fucking make her jealous! Look at me for god’s sake and say it!”

But the boy was still looking at his feet ashamed.

“I loved you, Harry. Everything I have ever said was true. I showed you my feelings, I gave you my heart…and for what? To be your little toy!? To be the girl you would go to if Cho didn’t like you back?! To be the second option?! Fuck you Harry!”, I screamed at his face, spun around on my heels and attempted to get away from him.

“No, (Y/n), wait!”

“Don’t you dare touch me again or call me, Potter. Don’t you dare!”, this time my voice was low, almost calmly but I felt how he trembled from it. I didn’t mean to threaten him but his presence was no longer wanted around me.  

After minutes of walking I ended in the Astronomy tower. I sat down and let myself cry out all the pain inside me. How could he do this to me? I believed him when everybody thought he was a liar, I was beside him every time he was bullied…and what did I get? A knife in the back! As I was sobbing a voice spoke beside me.

“I see there are troubles in heaven, huh?”

“What do you want Draco? I am not in the mood for your stupid jokes”, but as soon as I turned to face him, his expression changed. With some steps he came next to me and kneeled down.

“Hey, hey. I’m sorry, I didn’t think it was that serious.”, he spoke with a soft and caring voice, something I’d never thought I would hear from him.

“Don’t act as you care.”

“I do care if you haven’t noticed, darling.”

Looking at him, especially at his eyes, some moments ran through my mind. He had always been good to me, never saying bad about me, helping me in Potions, not gloating when I fail… For the first time I felt I could tell him what happened, what I was feeling and he would care about it. All those small details were showing something deeper and complicated to be explained.

“I-Ha-Harry cheated on m-me.”, saying those words out made me sob again. Draco wrapped his hand around me, getting me closer for a hug.

“Hey, look at me.”, with his forefinger he lifted my chin up so now I was facing him, “He doesn’t deserve your tears.” He remover some of them, “He doesn’t deserve your love. You have to stand up, smile and show him what he has missed. Show him you are happier without him. You are the one who deserves better – somebody who would do anything for you, and by anything I really mean anything. You are so kind, funny, just amazing. I cannot explain it but each time I see you, my mood changes. I become more gleeful just because of hearing your voice, laugh or seeing the spark of joy in your eyes. You deserve somebody that can make you feel the same way you make me feel… ”

Without thinking I leaned closer and connected our lips. The kiss was salty due to my tears but was enough to make me feel butterflies in my stomach. I didn’t feel it only with my body; I felt it with my soul. It warmed me up, made me feel loved. That kiss wasn’t like the kisses I’d shared with Harry. It was kind of passionate but showing things that could hardly be explained even from the hand of a skillful poet. It was something not to read about but to feel it.

“I’ve never thought you could be showing such emotions.”

“Love makes miracles with everybody, darling.”, he smiled and leaned for another kiss.  

anonymous asked:

Prompt- lena is running for president and she meets kara on the campaign trail

“Ponytail” Kara jerked to attention, “Lena Luthor will be in National City for her Presidency campaign. You’re covering it.”

“What?”

“Did I stutter?” Kara adjusted her glasses shaking her head. Snapper had never given her anything so high profile before, it was just a shock. “Great. Don’t screw it up.”

//

“Sorry. Excuse me. I’m sorry.” Kara shuffled sideways through the row towards an empty seat in the middle. Clutching her purse to her side trying not to hit anyone in the face. Slipping into the seat, Kara dropped her purse between her feet rummaging for her notepad and pen.

Kara looked around the room as a man at the mic thanked everyone for attending and made Lena’s introduction. It was a small venue, a bit bigger than a school gymnasium, but not by much. There was press scattered throughout the room, but mostly it was women and young adults that filled the seats. A few held hand made signs of support, calling people to vote for Lena as president.

The clicking of heels on the stage brought Kara’s attention back to the stage. She was well versed on Lena’s platform, she had been paying attention to the poles, and the interviews, and generally staying informed, but she had never seen the woman in person. The cameras certainly didn’t do her justice.

//

Lena crossed the stage, as she had done a hundred times before. Ignoring the flashes of cameras and the random shouting Lena smiled into the crowd, thanking everyone once again for coming. The floor was immediately opened to questions from the public. Not all were relevant or profound but Lena answered each one as they were the most important question. Finally at her time signal, she opened the floor to the press.

The first to jump up from her seat was a tall blonde. Hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing a yellow sundress, and thick rimmed glasses.

“Hi Ms. Luthor, Kara Danvers from CatCo magazine.” Lena gave a smile of support as the young woman stumbled over her question. She was not the typical image of the female reporter Lena saw on the campaign trail. She was the exact opposite. Most women of the press she saw took on the same serious hard looks as the men. Kara Danvers however, stood among the sea of black like a ray of sunshine.

A snicker brought Lena’s attention back. She could tell Kara was nervous but she had still asked a relevant and important question. How did she plan to support (financially or otherwise) for her initiative to keep more young girls interested in STEM throughout their academics? As a woman that had built most of her career off a background in science, it was a cause dear to her heart. As she spoke she noticed the woman’s brows furrowing as she scribbled. Without realizing it Lena had started to move up on her toes, as if the motion would somehow let her see what was being written down so frantically.

As Lena made her way through the rest of the questions her eyes kept drifting to the reporter. Watching her as Kara watched other reporters ask their questions before scribbling down Lena’s answers. As the time slot came to an end, Lena gracefully made her exit, listening to her closer tell the audience that Ms. Luthor would be back on the floor in a minute to mingle and introduce herself. After a quick drink of water to prepare herself for the next hour of chatting Lena went back out to say more personal hello’s to those who came to show their support.

Immediately pulled in by a group of young women looking to get a photo, Lena looked away from Kara to smile at the camera. When she looked back at the chairs they were empty. Determined not to be bothered by the quick exit Lena continued making her rounds, nodding politely at suggestions offered, smiling for photos, and answering questions that didn’t have the opportunity to be heard when she was on stage. Catching a glimpse of yellow Lena turned mid photo.

“I’m sorry.” Lena smiled again for the camera before placing her hand on the person’s back. “If you’ll excuse me.” Lena departed before she heard groans of disappointment. Her eyes narrowing in on the reporter that was currently talking to a young man that had come out to hear her talk.

“Hello” Lena smiled at the young man before turning slightly to Kara. “Sorry, I interrupted… please continue.”

“No no Ms. Luthor, Eli here just finished answering my question on why he believes you have so many young people here today.” Kara smiled brightly as the young man took his cue to leave.

“I hope you won’t be using that as your code for LGBT” Lena’s lifted her eyebrow as she saw the realization flash across Kara’s face as she quickly took in the group again, suddenly seeing all the Pride paraphernalia she had missed before. “Apparently everyone here but you already knows my little secret.”

“I didn’t-“

“It’s ok, I came out of the closet long before I ever thought of running for president. But it would make a nice touch don’t you think? First lesbian president.”

“Yes it would!” 
Feeling like she poked enough fun at Kara, Lena decided to switch topics.“You didn’t seem impressed by my answers today Ms. Danvers.”

“I’m not sure if I was.” Lena was used to the doubt. She had been stuck with it ever since she was adopted and took on the Luthor name.

“Why is that exactly?”

“Your views. They are wonderful. But I feel that you are optimistic. That you will not be able to make them happen as easily as you think they will.”

“One thing I have learned Ms.Danvers-“

“Kara, please.”

“One thing I have learned, Kara” Lena smiled as the name rolled off her tongue. “Is that things rarely come easy.”

Crossing her arms Lena continued when she saw Kara’s eyes soften. “I just want to make a difference, you understand that?”

“Yeah…”

Lena finally broke eye contact as she saw Jess motioning off to the side.  “I do have a question for you though Ms. Luthor-“

“Lena.”

“Lena.”

“Unfortunately Kara. I have to keep making rounds. But…how about I take you out to dinner?” Lena smirked, lightly biting down her bottom lip. “And you can ask me anything you want.” Lena signalled Jess to approach.

“Jess, can you give Kara my card? And write my personal number on it please.” Lena mouth twitched as she watched Kara’s lips fall open slightly in surprise. “I hope this isn’t the last time we talk.”

Kara took the card from Jess was she watched Lena walk away smiling to a couple she moved towards. “I hope not either.”

anonymous asked:

RFA reacting to MC having an "accident" in the middle of the night cause Aunt Flo is here./ RFA when It's MC's "time of the month"

Anonymous said:
I already made a request last night but, I realized it’s similar to another one. The severe period pain one? By that I mean, Mc is like groaning in pain on the couch and unable to move from the pain. Btw can it be RFA +V and Saeran. I’m like withering in pain and tbh I feel like this will make me feel better lmao. Also, I like went through nearly your entire profile. Tis amaze.

Anonymous said:
Ohm. This is a weird request but meh. Do you think you could to a reaction from the RFA + V and Saeran to MC having horrible period pains? So bad that it hurts to stand? Cause like, it happens.


So these are actually some of the latest requests, but this just seemed easier to write, so I finished this as soon as I could to get some content out. Still, it’s almost two weeks late despite that. Our inbox is rotting. Imsosorry ivebeenbusy x.x

BUT ANYWAY! I hope this will suffice? It might not be quite what you guys asked, but I tried ^~^

(had also planned to be for @serensama )

–R.I.


MC on Her Time of the Month

Yoosung

  • Text Message Received. “Hey, I can’t come to the beach today, sorry… >_< It’s that time of the month, so I can’t swim…”
  • He’s never had a girlfriend before. He’s completely clueless when you suddenly cancel on the beach date you’d been planning for days! You’d both been so busy, today was the one day you could actually meet up :C
  • -insert sad Yoosung boyfriend-
  • Instead, he decides to visit, anxiously worrying if you were feeling sick. (his mother makes him bring you some chicken noodle soup, lecturing him about how it was only respectful lololol cmon we all know she would)
  • Hm. You didn’t look feverish, and you weren’t coughing or anything… The only weird thing was how you sat in your chair all curled up into a ball. Curious, he decides to ask you about it, “So uhm, MC… why did you cancel today?”
  • Immediately, your cheeks flush slightly. Didn’t he understand from your text…? With a wry smile on your face, you eventually explained, “Weeeell, I’m on my period… And the cramps have been really bad so far. I can hardly stand. I didn’t want to ruin our date by lying down every five minutes in an attempt to tolerate the pain.”
  • The colour drains from his face.
  • “OH MY GOD MC, ARE YOU OKAY?! NO, NEVER MIND, OF COURSE NOT. L-look, you shouldn’t be sitting here with me if it’s that bad, go back to bed right now and I will make you an omelette because you need good nutrition and rest so pleasepleaseplease go lie down,” he babbles, panic filling his features as he desperately pushes you to your room.
  • He ends up cooking in your kitchen while you bundled up in your blankets, trying to fight off the pain somehow.
  • Brings the omelette to your bed so you don’t have to walk around
  • You fail in holding back a big smile as you look at the beach umbrella drawn in ketchup. (Everytime he made you an omelette, he made sure to draw something different)
  • “I-it’s to represent that we should go to the beach when you feel better,” he sheepishly explained, red tinting his cheeks.
  • Your phone suddenly vibrated, indicating a notification came through. You glanced briefly at your phone before WHIPPING YOUR HEAD to re-read the message
  • Seven: lololol I guess he really wants to see you in a bikini!! What a perverted boy  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Zen

  • You’d been lazily cuddling together in the morning upon waking up after a…. good night together. He’s whispering sweet nothings into your ear, running his fingers over your body… down your back… over your butt… then he stops, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.
  • He suddenly breaks his hold on you, sitting up and lifting the blanket off your bodies. Zen’s eyes seem to be peeled to your legs, or something…
  • You watch him in a half-asleep state, what was he doing so early in the morning? You yawn, stretching slightl- !!!
  • A sharp pain shoots through your lower stomach and you hiss as you clutch at it. What the…?
  • As you roll around the bed, you feel a slight wetness on the bedsheets. Oh. Uh-oh.
  • You heave a sigh, closing your eyes as dread overwhelms you. “Pleeease tell me it’s not what I think it is,” you groan, pulling a pillow over your head. “I’m so sorry for ruining the bed, ugh…”
  • Zen’s eyes soften, sympathy flashing in them. “Honey, it’s okay, it happens,” he says, offering a sweet smile. “I’ll take care of it, okay? Do what you need to, and when you’re done, I’ll go get our breakfast. Don’t worry about anything.”
  • He plants a light kiss on your forehead, gazing gently into your eyes.
  • In mere minutes, he removes and replaces the bedsheets, throws them in the laundry, and heads out to buy some food. You wait anxiously on the bed, groaning as your cramps caused continuous, throbbing pain.
  • “Zeeeen,” you whimper, as if it would make him come back faster.  
  • The front door opens, and you can see that Zen has returned with crepes, cake and hot chocolate in hand. He quickly rushes to your side as he hears your whimpering, stroking your hand as he checks to make sure you’re okay.
  • “I’ve heard that chocolate is supposed to help with cramps,” he says unsurely, holding up the hot chocolate. “And I also got some sweets. I know it’s not a proper breakfast, but I know you love these things around this time of the month. So let me spoil you on days like this, babe.”
  • Despite the lightning bolts of pain you were feeling, you managed to smile from your balled up position, weakly squeezing his hand as a sign of acknowledgment. “I love you, Zenny,” you mumble.

Jaehee

  • From the beginning, she had been aware that you got severe period cramps, and prepared numerous remedies and reliefs.
  • Whenever she noticed that it was nearing your time of the month, she would make you drink water with brown sugar dissolved into them, which was supposed to relax your muscles and make your cramps hurt less.
  • But one day, before your period came, you began to cramp up really badly. Unfortunately, you were still at work, so you had to continue taking orders and serving the customers despite the pain. You couldn’t let Jaehee down, after all.
  • But after doing it for a while, you were sweating profusely, your mouth watering with excess saliva. Your cheeks were flushed, and your legs were beginning to give out.
  • From behind the counter, Jaehee noticed your odd state, and realized immediately what was going on. She dashes out to guide you into the employee room, bringing you a mug of chamomile tea and chocolate cake.
  • “MC, you should’ve told me earlier if you weren’t feeling well!” she scolds you, glaring at you. But her eyes are soft with worry, although she was trying to express her anger.
  • You smile weakly, having no excuse to offer.
  • Her worry morphs into guilt. “I should have given you the day off… I knew that your time of the month was coming soon, I shouldn’t have made you work. I’m really sorry, MC.” She runs a hand through her hair in frustration, ashamed in herself.
  • “But you take such good care of me, I only want to repay you…” you argue softly, furrowing your eyebrows.
  • Your words bring a small smile to her face. “Silly. You’re the one who takes care of me. You’re always considering my feelings, even when I don’t. I can only be so happy thanks to you.”
  • Another shot of pain makes you wince, and you bring your knees to your chest, in an attempt to ease the pain. “Nng… thanks, Jaehee, but I just need to… rest for now,” you managed to say. “Go back to the counter… customers are waiting.”
  • She flicks your forehead lightly. “Silly. I’m going to stay with you of course. I’ll just close the shop. It’s one of the perks of being the owner. Let me take advantage of it, okay?”
  • And so, you end up going home, cuddling together on the bed as you suffered through your monthly hell. At least you had an angel beside you.

Jumin

  • The two of you usually spent your nights together, but you suddenly asked to stay in a separate room one night. A bit disheartened, Jumin inquired you as to why you requested this, and you sighed, begrudgingly explaining what Mother Nature made you go through.
  • “Is that why you couldn’t sleep last night?” he frowned, his thumb gently stroking your cheek.
  • Your head shot up in surprise. “You knew?”
  • “I know everything, my love. You were groaning, tossing and turning the entire night… I couldn’t even hug you properly.”
  • “It’s not my fault it hurts so much!” you protest.
  • “I also had the maids wash the bedsheets, after noticing it had been dirtied. I hope you don’t mind.”
  • Erk, that was embarrassing. It was only the maids, but you suddenly felt like the whole world knew you were bleeding out of your vagina now. Seriously, Jumin could’ve kept quiet about that part. Now you felt mildly uncomfortable.
  • Jumin continued, “It’s okay. Get some rest, okay? You probably didn’t sleep a wink last night. I have a meeting today, but I’ll try to come home as soon as I can. I hope Elizabeth 3rd will suffice as company til then… Is there anything you would like me to bring back while I’m out?”
  • “Not really…” you mutter, cheeks still red.
  • Jumin raised an eyebrow, dubious.
  • “Okay, fine. Yeah, can I get some pizza? That one we had last time, where the crust was perfectly crispy and topped with that fancy stuff you ordered.”
  • He chuckles, kissing your forehead softly. “I knew you’d give in. And don’t worry so much about it being your time of the month. This is nothing to be embarrassed about, compared to your loud screams at night…”
  • SMACK!

Seven/Saeyoung

  • The moment he heard your first whimpers he KNOCKED DOWN YOUR DOOR
  • “Honey?! What’s wrong!!” he panicked, throwing the covers off your bed to inspect you
  • You were curled up, rocking gently side-to-side as you quietly cried, the tears gathering in the corners of your eyes
  • “Saeyoungggg… Mother Nature’s killing me again,” you sniffled, trying to deal with the pain
  • “W-w-what do I do?” he stammered, cheeks flushing as he was unfamiliar with women’s monthly pains. He wanted to help, but he really had no idea.
  • But you couldn’t even answer, groaning as the next wave of pain hit you
  • “I-it’s okay, MC, I’ll call for help immediately! Defender of Justice, 707, off to the rescue!!” he declared, suddenly dashing out your room
  • Wait what?
  • “Come baaack,” you called out, feeling slightly disappointed. Had he just run out on you? What was he even trying to do? You just wanted some Saeyoung cuddles right now…
  • From the open door, you could hear Saeyoung talking vividly on the phone, “Give up the sacrifice!! NOW, Jumin Han, or I will hack into your company right now!”
  • Sacrifice? What sacrifice?
  • “I will steal Elly—no, listen to me, I will call her Elly however I please!”
  • Did he already forget about you? You grumbled, rolling over to hug your blankets.
  • “Good, I’m glad we cleared this up! 5 minutes, Mr. Han, I’m giving you 5 minutes to send her over.”
  • Fuck, was he trying to get Elizabeth the 3rd over? Seriously, that wouldn’t really help with your period pains very much. At all. You didn’t hate her, per say, but you were fucking dying in here.
  • You mentally counted down 5 minutes, when the doorbell suddenly rang, and you could hear Saeyoung’s footsteps as he practically flew to the door.
  • “I’m so glad you’re here! Thank youuuu!!” You could hear him exclaim.
  • “MC?” a soft, feminine voice called out to you from the doorway.
  • Your eyes snapped open, “Jaehee?! I thought you were Elizabeth the 3rd!”
  • Her eyes twinkled with amusement. “Now, why would you think that? I wasn’t aware that spending so much time cat-sitting had resulted into my transformation into a cat.”
  • “N-no.. never mind.” It was always hard to explain Saeyoung’s antics. “Why are you here?”
  • “Seven called Mr. Han to demand that I came to help. I’m very glad to (get away from Jumin) be of help, MC. I brought some painkillers, some hot soup and a few bags of tea for you to drink over the next few days. It should help somehow,” Jaehee explained, holding up a small plastic bag that you hadn’t noticed before.
  • From behind her, you noticed Saeyoung peeking nervously from the doorway, his eyes teared up as he stared at your weakened form.
  • “Thanks, Jaehee. And Saeyoung, you can come in, you know…” you said.
  • “B-but!! I’m a pure girl, darling, what if I get the curse of periods too?!” Saeyoung whined, shaking his head furiously.
  • ….That’s what he was worried about?
  • “Seven… Periods are not contagious,” Jaehee deadpanned.

V

  • He was always prepared when it was your time of the month—even more than you were! He couldn’t help it. For the majority of his relationship with Rika, he’d been doting on her, doing anything and everything he could for her. Old habits die hard.
  • “MC, maybe you shouldn’t be wearing white underwear… it’s almost your time of the month, isn’t it?” he called out as he was cooking breakfast, glancing at you from the corner of his eye.
  • “W-wha?” you yawned. You were only wearing one of his shirts and some panties, but then you realized the date. “Oh, you’re right!”
  • By the time you went to change, you’d already seen the faintest taint of pink on your underwear. Fuck. How many have you ruined by now? …Too many to count.
  • It took a couple hours before the pain started to kick in.
  • Considering this was a reoccurring pattern, V already knew what to do and when to do it.
  • “MC, honey, I prepared a hot bath for you… Would you like to be alone, or shall I join you?” he asked, checking in on you.
  • “Nng… I can’t really walk right now, sorry,” you replied, hugging a heating pouch to your lower stomach.
  • He chuckled in return, “Then I’ll carry you there. Perhaps I should strip you, too?” He winked jokingly.
  • If this had been a normal day, you would’ve taken the chance to jump at him (because V’s hot and a sweetheart) but no, your cramps were killing you today. So no. No sinning today, MC.
  • He fed you chocolate as you sunk into your bath, letting the heat relax your muscles, significantly easing your cramps. He helped to wrap you in a towel, making sure you were warm.
  • By the time you went to bed, the cramps had more or less gone away for the night, and you happily snuggled into his chest, feeling comfortable, relaxed and loved.

Saeran

  • When he finished his morning shower, he found you groaning in pain on the bed, hugging a pillow tightly.
  • He snickered, “Was I too hard on you last night? I didn’t realize it was that bad…”
  • You shook your head, correcting him, “I’m on my periodddd…”
  • Immediately, his smile dropped. What the fuck?
  • “What… what is that supposed to mean?” he furrowed his eyebrows cutely, looking at you with pure confusion.
  • “I’m bleeding from my vagina, what else?” you rolled your eyes, deadpanning.
  • “Erm. Oh,” he stated in surprise. “Does… does ice cream help?”
  • “Ice cream doesn’t solve everything, Saeran…”
  • He frowned, not knowing what to do. Instead, he crawled into bed next to you. “Well, uhm, I don’t really know what to do… but, whenever I’m not feeling well, your hugs really help me, so if you don’t mind, I’m just going to cuddle with you… okay?”
  • You flashed a small smile at him, inwardly gushing at how adorable he was. “Of course!”
  • He smiled back with a hint of relief that he was doing something right. “Tell me if you need anything, okay?”
  • “And what if I said I only need you?” you joked.
  • He plants a soft kiss on your forehead. “I’m the one who needs you. Please feel better soon…”