i miss you more than anything please come back

You Don’t Have to be Superman

(Put a read more in cause it got kinda really long oops)

  • Ladybug and Chat Noir are together
    • Like together together
    • Very much together
    • And everyone knows it
  • They don’t know each other’s identities because it’s not safe, not with Hawkmoth still out there
    • When they defeat him, that’s when they’ll tell each other, they promise
  • They defeat Hawkmoth when they’re twenty three and Gabriel Agreste goes to prison
  • Their Miraculouses are running down, or Adrien needs a minute to himself, or something, but the point is, they split up and are going to meet up that night and reveal themselves
  • Marinette doesn’t count on Tikki and the earrings disappearing as soon as she transforms
    • It’s awful, but she and Chat are in this together and they’ve got a hotel room booked so she’ll just meet him there
  • Adrien doesn’t count on there being a lot of paper work when it turns out your father is a supervillain
    • There’s a lot
    • Nathalie is handling it mostly but they still need his signatures and no one is letting him out of their sight
  • Marinette goes to the hotel room and waits for Chat to arrive
    • He doesn’t
  • Adrien glances at the clock every few seconds, trying to pull himself away from the mess of his life for long enough to get to Ladybug
    • He can’t

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I Dreamed of You

Deanxsister reader

for @nichelle-my-belle 4k angst challenge my prompt was “I dreamed of you last night. I slept with the lights on.” 

Summary- Reader has trouble trusting Dean after something happened while he was a demon. Angst

word count- 1700

warning- Angst, stabbing, nightmares, panicked reader  


Originally posted by the-captain-destiel


Don’t Run. Don’t move. Don’t even breathe.

It’s what Dean taught you to do if you were ever trapped with a monster. In a locked building, or underground, anywhere that you might be that you couldn’t get out of.

“Don’t run, just hide. Sammy and I, we’ll come find you. If you run you’ll make noise, or you could fall,  something could get knocked over and give away exactly where you are. You’re better off hiding until you know you’ve got the upper hand.” Dean had given you the same lecture at least a hundred times, you could hear his words echoing in your head as you slowed your breathing down so much you weren’t even sure how your brain was getting enough oxygen.

You were taking every word Dean had taught you and applying it as you hid in the small dark storage closet. You’ve hidden from monsters before, but you never thought you would be hiding from them in your own home, the bunker… safest place in the world. The worst part of is was, the monster you were hiding from was the same person who had shown you how to hide in them first place. Dean.

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Secret I won’t tell

Theo gets the reader pregnant and she is scared to tell him. 

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines


Theo and I were never really an actual couple. He just came over slept with me and then left. It’s not that i didn’t enjoy it. Cus i really did but i wanted more. I wanted him to be my boyfriend. He kinda was. He would sometime come over with pizza or a movie or something. But we never actually did anything when someone else was there. And now i found out that i was pregnant and it could only be his. I tried to keep my distance but it was hard. Douching his phone calls. His texts. The times at school where he would pull me into an empty classroom and ask what was wrong. I had even told my parents to not let him into the house.

I was walking down the empty hall on my way to my car when i heard a familiar voice yelling my name. Theo. I picked up my pace walking even faster than before.

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bellarke, 8

sorry this took so long, anon!! school and homework absolutely kicked my ass this weekend and then i had a major case of writer’s block, so thanks for your patience darling <3

bellarke + 8. oh my god, i thought you were going to die. please don’t ever scare me like that again.

Clarke is perfectly relaxed until her radio crackles to life.

She hears Bellamy’s voice coming from it - garbled, but clear enough that she can distinctly make out the words, “Come in, Clarke.” Panic seizes her, because Bellamy wouldn’t be trying to contact her unless something was wrong.

She fumbles for the radio, fingers trembling so much that she has a hard time unhooking it from her belt. “Come in, Clarke,” Bellamy says again, and the urgency in his voice terrifies her.

“Bellamy, what’s wrong?” she says into the radio. He doesn’t answer right away, but she hears a harsh sound in the background, a dull roar. “What the hell is that noise?”

A crackle, and then: “Black rain.”

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Five months. Five whole months. I told myself I’d be okay by now. Ages ago, infact. I’m not. Although I did genuinely expect to be- I’ve never been hung up for this long on some boy before. But you- you’re different. You’re magic. You made me light up and i’ve never been happier than when I was with you. Never. Gosh I miss you so much. You’re doing fine though. I wish I moved on as quickly as you. But here I am still wishing you’d come back and we could be something again. Friends, something more. I don’t know. Anything but this. I can’t be whatever we are for any longer. I want you so much, please come back.
—  Please.
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Leave Part 2 (Oh Sehun/ Reader)

I finally got it posted, here you go guys~

Part 1


It had been three days since Sehun had left. You could still hear the sound of that mystery girl laughing at you. You still heard the sound of the door shutting when Sehun left. You were miserable. Sehun was your other half.

He was staying with Chanyeol. The only reason you knew was because Chanyeol had texted you multiple times about hoe upset Sehun was, but you couldn’t find the strength to reply.

It was getting late, and this would be your third night without sleep, without Sehun’s arms wrapped around you, him cuddled up to you as you went to sleep.

You looked out the window in the room you shared with Sehun. It was pouring rain, it had been all day.

“Things could not get any worse” You thought, staring out into the city that was being covered with the rain.

Your phone began to ring and you saw that it was Chanyeol. You reluctantly answered.

“Have you seen Sehun?” Chanyeol bursts out before you could even say hello.

“No.” You say. “Why?”

“He left an hour ago, and he won’t answer. He left upset. I’m worried, (Y/N).”

Your stomach sank, leaving you unable to speak. You could barely breathe at the thought of Sehun being out in this weather, upset.

“If you hear from him will you let me know?” Chanyeol asks after you remained silent.

“Yes.” 

Tears began forming in your eyes, something that you had become used to since Sehun left. You missed him. You were still angry at him, but you missed him and you wanted him back more than anything.

You laid down in yours and Sehun’s bed, tears spilling from your eyes. You checked your phone every couple of minutes for over an hour in hopes of seeing something from Chanyeol about how Sehun was okay. You finally gave up and tried to sleep. As soon as you put your phone away you heard banging coming from downstairs. You sat up and made your way down to investigate. Someone was knocking on your front door. It was late, who would be out at this hour?

You open the door and your heart shatters. Sehun was standing there in tears, soaked from the rain.

“Sehun get inside.” You say, moving out of his way.

You run and get towels and when you come back, he is sitting on the couch, sobbing. 

You never saw Sehun cry, and seeing him this way was even more horrifying than seeing him angry with you. You hand him the towels, and he accepts them without looking you in the eyes.

“(Y/N)” he begins, “I’m so sorry. I haven’t been able to think clearly since I left. Everything has been a wreck.”

You sat down next to him, looking at his tear stained face.

“Sehun, I’ve missed you more than anything,” you say, “but I need the truth, please.”

“She’s an actress.” He says. “She wanted to create this scandal where she stole me from you to gain fame. She was working on having stories published to the public, and she showed up to try to make me go with it. That’s when you walked in on me yelling.”

The two of you sat in silence. You had no idea how to reply.

“I’m so sorry, (Y/N).” He says, voice cracking. “I don’t know how to fix this.”

Sehun looked like a puppy who had been punished with his sad eyes and drooping expression.

“You stay with me.” You say. “I never want to lose you like that again, Oh Sehun.”

“I was so worried about you, about us.” Sehun says. “I should’ve slammed the door in that girl’s face before she could even speak.”

He began to cry harder, and you cried with him. He was shivering because he was still in his soaked clothes.

“You need to go put on dry clothes.” You say. “I don’t want you to get sick.”

He stands up from the coach and goes upstairs to change without a word. He seemed to take forever, so you went upstairs to find him. You find him sitting alone on the edge of the bed, expressionless. He was in sweatpants, his wet clothes scattered across the floor. You sat behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“I’m sorry.” You say. “I should have worked things out days ago.”

“I’m just glad you let me back in.” Sehun says softly.

Eventually the two of you laid down together and decided to try and sleep. You continued tossing and turning on your side of the bed until Sehun pulled you on top of him so you were laying on his chest. 

“I love you, (Y/N).” He says, planting a kiss on your forehead. 

Everything was perfect again. You had Sehun back, and you could finally fall asleep in each other’s arms once again. 

“I love you too, Oh Sehun.” You reply softly.

Tropetastic Tuesday wrap up Week Seven: 4/18 - 4/23

Once… twice… five times the writing. In no particular order, here’s a wrap-up of works submitted for @thegreyhenley’s Tropetastic Tuesday challenge this week. In this challenge, writers and artists had from Tuesday through till Sunday to submit trope inspired pieces to the #tropetastictuesday7 tag. If I missed your work here I apologize and please message me so it can be added in among the wonderful pieces under the cut.

This week’s challenge was: Five things - up to 5,000 words

Originally posted by mythical-shippings

(5 things = high-five? does that work? no? okay.)

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Darth Vader: Anakin Imagine

She loved him more then anything. He was everything to her, as she was to him. But there was something going on with Anakin. (Y/n) could sense it, there was something he was trying to hide from her.

Finding out that Anakin turned to the dark side was heart breaking. She didn’t understand why. He was the chosen one. He was the best Jedi there was.
(Y/n) was in tears and they stood on the fiery planet. Anakin stood feet away from her, having a contradicting conflict.

“Please my love, join me.” He asked her desperately. (Y/n) was all he wanted. He wanted her safe. He wanted her all for himself. He noticed the clear tears slowly ran down her cheeks. It broke his heart to see her cry. It was the one thing he hated most.

“Ani, I can’t. I won’t join the Dark.” She whispered as more tears broke out. Her heart breaking by the second. She could feel the dark consume him.

“If you loved me, you would come with me!” He yelled with betrayal laced in his words. The light was rapidly disappearing from him. He didn’t feel it anymore. All he felt was the heart break. The misery of losing the one you truly and deeply loved.

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Now And Forever [J-Hope Angst]

This is part 1, find part 2 here!

Genre: A pack of emotions, two packs of tears and 548 packs of heart breaking.

Word count: 1465

Live for now. Don’t say forever. Because life is life, nothing last forever. Please keep that in mind, butterflies


Late nights, heavy breaths and hot tears against your pillow was something you’ve gotten used to. You could smell the feminime perfume on his clothes, her scent on his body and see those small hickeys on his neck.

His back against you made you feel lonely. Like he didn’t want you anymore. Like all his feelings were all gone and the only reason he still lived with you was because of your 3 years old daughter.

You placed one arm over him and pressend your forehead against his shoulder. Why was he doing this to you? Why was he doing this to your once happy family?

Did he even see you as his wife? His life partner? Or were you just a burden that happend to give birth to his child? What did he think of you? What was his thoughts about you? Just a desperate woman who wanted him for fame and money?

The answer was a big no, you were in love with him. In love with him since day one. Since the day you looked into his eyes and knew that you wanted him and that you wouldn’t let him go, ever.

But why did it feel like you were going to let him go? Why did it feel like you were going to give up everything because you were tired of all this?

Kissing his skin and letting your lips linger there for a while before shutting your eyes shut and letting yourself sleep with a heavy, painful heart.



Hoseok, can you come home earlier today? It’s… it’s a special day and I want our family to go out together” you said and gave him small smile.

“Uh… sure, I’ll try” he said and nodded before bending down to give your little daughter, Minah a kiss on the forehead. 

“Well, I’ll see you later, princess” he said and gave Minah two thumbs up before walking out of the door without a kiss or a goodbye to you.

You felt a hand grabbing yours and squeezing it.

“Mommy, don’t cry, daddy loves you” your daugther said and gave you a big smile, showing you her teeth.

I know he does, I know sweetie” you said quietly, and wiped away your tears.

You spent the whole day packing your stuff and put them in your car. You then sat down in the living room while MInah played around.

It was here he had hugged you from behind when you first moved in, just a few months after your wedding. It was here he had whispered in your ears about how much he loved you and how much he’ll never let you go. It was here he had kissed you like he loved you and only you.

He had held you tightly that night, saying nothing but sweet words to you. You had trusted him and showed him how much you loved him.

But today, here you were again. Tears in your eyes, looking back at the memories. The beautiful memories. Memories you’ll always remember and look back at.

You took up your pen and stated to write on the white paper.



“I’m sorry I was late, I… I practiced with the boys” he said and sat down beside you. It was almost 7pm and you and Minah had waited for him for a few hours now.

“It’s fine, I know you’re busy with the album” you said and gave him a smile. But you knew that he lied, he lied about practicing, because you could smell the perfume that you knew very well didn’t belong to the others.

“So what is it for special day that you wanted me to come here?” he asked you and laid down next to Minah who were asleep. You looked down at your hands and bit your lips. He doesn’t remember…

“I just wanted our little family to spend a day together, you know? Minah and I have missed you, that’s all” you said, looking at the beach.

“Oh… I-I’m sorry, I’ve been really busy. I’ll try to come home earlier” Hoseok sounded nervous and he felt guilty for lying to you and to his own daughter. He really felt guilty for treating you like nothing when he knew deep inside that he still loved you very much.

“It’s fine, I’m happy that you could make it today. So thank you for making it up to us today and for coming here. I feel lucky to have such a loving husband” you said, keeping the tears inside.

Hoseok clenched his fists and jaw. Why did his heart hurt so much? Why did it feel like it was being ripped away?  Was it because he felt guilty for lying or for your words? Or both?

“Actually, Y/N, I-” he said after a while but you knew what he wanted to say, you just didn’t want to hear it coming from him. You didn’t want to think about that he really was cheating on you.

“Oh, it’s already late, let’s go home!” you cut him off before he could say something more. You stood up and started to pack all the food that were left.

Y/N-ah, listen… I have to tell you something” he said and grabbed your arm making you freeze. You didn’t want to. You didn’t have the courage to hear his explanations.

“It’s cold, we should go before Minah gets sick, yeah?” you said and pulled away your arm gently.

He nodded and lifted Minah up in his arms. He then started to walk towards his car with you behind. This was the last time, this was the last time you could see his handsome face and probably the last time you could see Minah’s adorable face too.

He had put her in the car before you gave him the picnic basket.

“You’re not coming home?” he asked you and gave you a raised eyebrow.

“I… No, I forgot my phone in the office, I’ll just drive there and I’ll come home after that. You go ahead and drive home first, I have my car here” You said and gave him a small smile.

“Do you need me getting it for you? It’s dangerous to drive this late” You shook your head.

“I’ll drive carefully, I promise

“Alright… I’ll see you at home then?” he asked and did something you didn’t  expect him to do. He kissed your forehead and then your cheeks and last your lips.

You looked at him and smiled before nodding.

“Drive home safely, I’ll see you… at home”


Hoseok felt that something wasn’t right. But he couldn’t say what. The house felt empty when he stepped inside with Minah in his arms, but then nothing was gone.

It wasn’t until he had come down from Minah’s room that he saw the letter you left him.


“Do you remeber the day you proposed to me? The day I thought that we will always and forever love each other until the death do us apart?

It was exactly 5 years ago, you were 23 and I was 21. Remember what day it was? You had surprised me in the most romantic way possible, on my birthday. On the beach where we were today.

You had kissed me like you loved me and only me that day and I thought that maybe, you’ll kiss me like that everyday in the future. But I was wrong.

I’m writing this to let you know that I know. I know and that’s why I’m leaving. But don’t feel bad, because I know you, I know that you’ll feel guilty and that you’ll blame yourself. But please don’t, I don’t want our princess to see the bad side of you. I want her to see up to you like the idol that you are.

Please take care of her when I’m not there. Please take care of yourself and don’t make me worried about both of you.

This evening was our last, but I hope that one day, I’ll have the courage and confidence to come back to Minah and you. Please tell her that her mother loves her more than anything. Please tell her that you love her, often.

And, please, remind yourself that I love you very much and that I’m already missing you and Minah. I love both of you more than words can tell.

But my love for you will always be there, no matter what.

Y/N”


First of all, I want to thank my wonderful followers for following and liking what I do. I’m thankful for everything and I hope that you’ll always be there for me. 

My goals when I first started this blog, for exact a month ago was that I would get 50 followers in a month. But 300+ followers in a month is just crazy and I don’t know what to say but thank you. 

On Jimin’s birthday, 13th October, I made this blog. And today 13th November, I have gained my confidence in English and my writing, thanks to you. 


But back to the one shot. How was it? Did you feel any kind of emotions? Let me know, will you?

Want a part 2? If yes, let me know and I’ll see if I’ll write a part 2 c: (Part 2)

Thank you once again for making it possible and for giving me so much strength.

Thank you! ~

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Unfaithful - sequel

Request(s): (1) Can you do a part 2 of the Taeyong angst when you’ve given birth to the baby.

(2) Hi!! I know that your request is close but can you just keep this request in your inbox until your request is open. hmm firstly I’m not the anon who request that scenario but can you do continue the latest scenario of taeyong that he cheat on his wife. Make it a happy ending or fluff one. I’m so addict to it!! Btw thanks and nice work~~ Keep it up!

(3) omgsh! your taeyong scenario was the BEST!! please write a part 2 :))) it would be sooo good 😄😄

(4) Your recent Taeyong scenario made me cry omg ㅠㅠ  Please do a sequel

(5) I just read the recent Taeyong’ story and it’s break my heart~ will you make chap 2? ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

For: anonymous


Wow I got so many! I was actually quite surprised by how many people asked for a second part. So I decided to post this earlier than I said I would, because honestly I was just really excited to write it and post it for you guys. Some of this is based on research so I’m sorry if it’s not accurate enough. I’m only fifteen and my health teacher told us nothing about the experiences of being pregnant. Hopefully you like this as much as you liked the first part??? - Maya
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Pairing: Taeyong x (female) reader
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Genre: angst, fluff
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A/N: I would like to thank the members of NWL for the suggestions they gave me. I honestly feel like my writing has gotten better because of that group. I’m sorry for the mistakes, I didn’t really take the time to edit it. Oops.

Originally posted by laeyong


You sighed as you listened to your phone ring for the millionth time. The familiar ringtone was a bittersweet sound to you now. The name on the caller ID didn’t bring you comfort anymore. You shut your eyes and rubbed circles over your stomach. Your baby bump was more noticeable now. Small, but still noticeable.

It’s been three months. Three months of ignoring his calls. Three months of crying at night at the thought of your husband with someone else. Three months of living with your mother. Three months of not being next to your husband while you dealt with your pregnancy.

“Hey, Y/N… I know you’re upset with me, but I miss you so much. Baby, please come home. I need to be with you and my child. I..I’m so sorry..”

You deleted the voice message and shut your phone off. You didn’t know what to do anymore. You knew you needed him more than anything, but he broke his promises. He betrayed your trust. Yet here you were considering running back to him to work things out.

“Sweetie, you need to rest. Don’t work so hard.” Your mother reprimanded you.

You weren’t really working. It was more like sitting in silence as you fought a difficult battle with yourself. You were supposed to be doing research for the company you worked for, but all you could think about was him.

“Don’t worry, mom, I’m not stressing myself out. I’m fine.”

You weren’t fine.

You felt like you were drowning and you couldn’t reach the surface no matter how hard you tried. Did you deserve this? Were you not enough for him? Did you do something wrong?

You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair, “Stop it, Y/N. There’s no one to blame, but him.” You said to yourself.

If only you could believe that.


“No, no, no!”

You searched your dresser in your apartment frantically. You came back to the apartment to gather the rest of your clothes in hopes that you’ll still be able to fit them. You knew it was least likely that you’ll be able to still fit them considering you’re now four months pregnant. Your baby bump has increased in size and that’s made it difficult for you to find clothes to wear. The oversized shirts you thought you owned were not yours.

They were his.

You groaned and closed the dresser. There goes that. You sighed and checked the time on your phone. You had two more hours before Taeyong was off from work. You needed to leave before he came back.

You carefully stood up and made your way towards the living room. Suddenly you could heard the door being unlocked. You froze in your spot. He wasn’t supposed to be home yet. You held your breath as you watched Taeyong turn the corner.

“Y/N?” He questioned bewildered. He dropped his keys and made his way over to you slowly.

“I thought you wouldn’t be home until six.”

“I left early. You came back.”

“For clothes, it was no use though. I can’t fit them anymore.” You chuckled lightly at the end.

Taeyong’s eyes shifted from your own and down your stomach. His eyes glistened with unshed tears. He crouched down and slowly hovered his hands over the medium sized bump.

“May I?” He asked softly. Unable to believe how much his baby has developed already.

You were unsure of what to do. You didn’t know if you wanted to run away and never turn back or stay and bask in this moment of intimacy with him. To witness this personal moment between a father and his unborn child. You guided his hands and placed them over the bump.

“Hi baby, it’s your daddy. I know this is the first time you’ve ever heard my voice, but I love you so much. I would do anything for you and your mommy.” Taeyong said caressing your stomach.

You cautiously placed your own hands over his. Suddenly you felt a little flutter.

“Did the baby just..”

You felt it again. You felt it right underneath yours and Taeyong’s hands. Taeyong gave a light chuckle and looked up at you.

“I think he likes me.”

“How do you know it’s a boy?” You asked.

“I just know it is. I have a strong baby boy in there.”

You smiled as your baby continued to kick away. Taeyong didn’t know how to feel and neither did you. Taeyong felt like the luckiest man on earth because he got to experience this beautiful moment in life, but how could he let himself be so happy when he hurt you so badly. His mistake still haunts him, especially during the nights when he’s alone in your shared bed.

“Y/N, please come back to me.” He whispered, stray tears falling from his eyes.

You were conflicted. You would be lying if you said you didn’t miss your him. You missed his light touches, his forehead kisses, the way he was before any of this happened. You wanted to come back, but you still needed time. Standing here in front of his kneeling figure was harder than you expected. Four months wasn’t enough for you.

Yet the word that escaped from your mouth said differently.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” He asked happily rising from his position on the floor.

“I’ll come back, but Taeyong I still need more time. Three years of marriage and then… Can you understand why I’m so hesitant?”

Taeyong wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug. one hand keeping you place and gently rubbing your back. While other switched from your waist to the side of your baby bump. The movements sending shivers down your spine.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I will apologize for the rest of my life for what I did. I know that it would never make up for what happened, but I will try my hardest to work things out between us.”

You sighed and gently pushed him away. You gave him a small smile and kissed his cheek before leaving. He was right.

Apologizing over and over again would never make up for his unfaithfulness.


“Are you ready?” You asked turning your head towards Taeyong.

“No, but I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine.”

You reached for his hand and squeezed it lightly. Taeyong tried to hide the shock from his facial expression. Things have still been uneasy between you two. It’s been a week and you refused to even look his way let alone touch him. You avoided his kisses, kept hugs short and sweet, and instead of sleeping together Taeyong slept on the living room couch since the guest room was being turned into a nursery. He didn’t mind, he knew he deserved it, but that didn’t stop him from missing you even more now.

You were close, but still so far away.

“Hello Mrs. Lee it’s nice to see you again, and this is?” The technician asked putting out her hand for him to shake.

Taeyong politely took it in his. “I’m Lee Taeyong, Y/N’s husband.”

“Well, I’m glad you could make it. Could you please lift your shirt up for me?”

You did as you were told while the technician prepared everything.

“As you already know the gel is very cold. So brace yourself.”

The technician lathered the gel onto your stomach. Your hold on Taeyong’s hand tightened and you curled your toes to keep from wiggling. A set of giggles bubbling from your chest.

“It tickles.” You told Taeyong as you continued to laugh.

He chuckled and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles.

“Everything seems to be normal. Organs are developing properly. Growing at a normal pace.” Suddenly the doctor softly laughed.

“What is it?” Taeyong asked curiously. Was something wrong?

“Do you see that small movement? Your baby’s wiggling around. I can already tell you’ll have your hands full with this one.”

You watched the screen carefully. You could see it. You could the movements of your baby as if he wanted to say hi. You turned towards Taeyong to see him crying to himself.

“Taeyong? What’s wrong?”

He turned towards you and kissed your temple. His tears wetting your cheek.

“Thank you.” He whispered before kissing your forehead.

You stared at him while he watched the screen. This was your husband. This was who you missed. You loved this man with all your being.

But you couldn’t let him in again.


You both sat in silence. The clinking sound of silverware scraping against your plates. It was so quiet you could hear a pen drop.

“This is really good, Jagi.” Taeyong commented.

You hummed in response and continued eating silently.

“How was your day today?”

“It was fine.” You replied quietly.

“You didn’t work too hard did you?”

You finished your dinner and stood up to put your plate in the sink.

“Y/N, please don’t do this.” Taeyong said following you to the kitchen.

“I’m not doing anything, Taeyong.”

You slipped past him and walked towards the bedroom.

“Why do you keep shutting me out?”

“I’m not shutting you out, Taeyong,” You exclaimed defensively, “Even if I was don’t you think you deserve it?”

“You are shutting me out. It’s been weeks, Y/N! You won’t talk to me, you won’t let me touch you, I sleep on the couch! I can’t even hold you in my arms.”

“I don’t think you have the right to make accusations.”

“You and I both know it’s true, Y/N! I will say it a million times if I have to. I am sorry! I’m sorry I betrayed your trust! I’m sorry I slept with someone else! I’m sorry, but I’m trying to make things work!” Taeyong yelled.

“You think I’m not? Do you know how hard it is to look at you now? You cheated on me, Taeyong! That’s not something I can easily get over!” You retaliated and pushed at his chest.

“I’m not asking you to get over it, I’m asking you to at least try to meet me in the middle! It hurts! It hurts that my wife refuses to look at me! It hurts that I can’t hold you and my child! Why can’t you see that I’m trying?” Taeyong ended softly.

You covered your face with your hands. You didn’t want him to see you cry.

“I know you’re trying.”

“Then why are we still going in circles?” He asked removing your hands from your face.

“I want to love you. I do love you, but I think back to that night and it scares me. Was she better than me, Taeyong? Is that why you wanted her so badly?”

Taeyong guided you to the bed and sat you down on the edge. He kneeled in front of you and grabbed your hands.

“Eunji isn’t even on the same level as you. She was a mistake that I will never make again. You are my world. When you left me I was lost. I was going insane without you. The only feelings I had for her was lust. Those feelings are long gone now. The only person I love more than you is this baby.”

You didn’t know what compelled you to do so. Maybe it was the pent up frustration. Maybe it was that you were running from him for so long, but you pulled him closer and connected your lips together. Taeyong stood up and pushed you onto your back. He leaned over you and held the side of your neck.

“I missed you.” You whispered against his lips.

Taeyong pushed back the covers and you crawled inside. He laid beside you and wrapped his arms around your abdomen. His hand rubbing circles on your bump.

“I missed you too. I love you so much.”


You groaned in pain as you flopped onto the bed. Why was your stomach hurting so much? You thought it’d get better, but it simply got worse over time. Was it something you ate? Was the baby not agreeing to it? It couldn’t be what you thought it was. It’s only a week before the due date, but then again it can happen anytime

“You have a lot of nerve young one.”

You checked your phone to look at the time. Your husband should be coming home at any time now. Maybe he’ll know why your stomachs been hurting. In the mean time you might as well suffer.

“Baby?” You heard Taeyong’s voice call.

“In here!”

You could hear Taeyong’s footsteps getting closer. You smiled when his figure entered the room. His hands working on undoing his tie.

“How’s my queen and little prince doing?” He asked caging you in his arms.

“We’re getting there.”

Taeyong pecked your lips once. Then twice. Then three times before tugging on your bottom lip with his teeth. You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

“You’re so beautiful.”

“You really think so?” You asked curiously. Did he really think you were beautiful this way?

“Of course! You’re so sexy, you have no idea what you do to me.” He replied kissing your neck.

You giggled and ran your fingers through his hair. You wiggled around slightly because of how much his actions tickled you. He released your neck and kissed your lips once more.

Suddenly you felt something wet run down your thighs. Oh no.

“Tae. Taeyong.” You said against his lips.

He hummed in response and began kissing your shoulders.

“My water just broke.”

Taeyong shot up and before you knew it he was carrying you in his arms. He ran to the living room and set you on the couch before running back to grab the bag he packed for you. He frantically ran around the apartment to make sure you two had everything. Muttering to himself in the process.

“Taeyong, calm down.”

Taeyong ignored you and lifted you up. Repeatedly muttering to himself, “It’s coming. It’s coming. It’s coming.” You rolled your eyes and let him carry you to the car.

“Jagi, do some breathing exercises!” He exclaimed as he started the car.

“I’m fin-”

“Jagi, just do them!”

You sighed and did the breathing exercises an instructor taught you. Breathe in for four and out for four. In for four and out for four. You grunted as the pain increased. Now you definitely knew what caused your suffering.

Damn labor contractions.

“Tae, I’m gonna need you to hurry up.”

Taeyong pulled into the parking lot of the nearby hospital. After parking the vehicle he lifted you out of your seat and carried you to the reception desk.

“Please get a doctor, my wife is going through labor!”

The receptionist motioned over a few nurses so you could get treated. One brought over a wheel chair and he set you down. The nurses rushed you to a room and laid you on the bed.

“The cervix is dilated to three centimeters. Miss please stay calm so you don’t distress the baby.” A nurse suggested.

You nodded your head and focused on breathing. You didn’t want to cause complications for the baby. Although the pain was getting worse, you were going to bare through it. You clenched your teeth as you tried to steady your breathing.

“I’m so proud of you, baby.” Taeyong said kissing your temple.

“I didn’t give birth yet.”

“I know, but we made it this far. You’re going to be such an amazing mom.”

“You’re going to be an amazing dad. I just know you are.”

He leaned down to peck your lips and then moved to your stomach.

“Daddy’s so excited to meet you.”

You gave an airy laugh as your hands clenched the sheets. The nurse informed you that you were dilated seven centimeters before leaving to get your doctor. You were most likely never doing this again. You never realized how painful going into labor could really be.

“Taeyong, it hurts!” You whined into the side of your pillow.

“Just hang in there, baby.”

Finally your doctor showed up right on time.

“Alright Mrs. Lee, I think you’re ready. First we’ll give you some epidural to ease the pain.”

You took a deep breath and prepared for what was next. After injecting you with the anesthetic they began to set everything up.

“When I say so I need you to give me a big push, alright?”

You nodded your head and reached for your husband’s hand.

“Alright, one, two, three, push!”

You groaned as you pushed using all your strength. Your forehead beading with sweat. You squeezed Taeyong’s hand tightly as your screams escaped your throat.

“Okay Mrs. Lee, I’m going to need you to push harder than that! One, two, three, push!”

“Come on, Jagi, you can do it. I’m so proud of you! I love you so much!” Taeyong encouraged you.

Your face was scrunched up and you could feel the tears running down your face. You were so tired. You wanted to stop and rest.

“Stay with us! We see the head, you gotta stay with us, Mrs. Lee.”

You almost wanted to protest. You wanted to sleep.

“Y/N? Y/N!”

You hummed in response and turned your head towards your husband. Why did he look so worried? You were just going to go to sleep. You were just getting rest.

“Her heart rate is slowing down. We must have given her too much and it’s affecting her system! What do we do?”

Do something!” Taeyong exclaimed.

“Just let me talk to her! She can do this! Mrs. Lee, can you give us one last push? One more push and your baby will be here.”

You could feel your throat closing up. Why won’t they let you rest? Why were they being so mean to you? You just wanted to close your eyes, but no. No, you can’t. You needed to get a grip on yourself. You had a job to do and it can’t wait.

“I want my baby.” You whined sleepily.

“Her heart rate is going back to normal! We need to finish this now!”

“Give us one last push, okay? One, two, three, push!”

You screamed as you pushed with all your might. Taeyong moved your hair out of your face and caressed your neck down to your shoulders.

There it was.

The sound of a baby crying could be heard throughout the room.

“Congratulations, it’s a healthy baby girl.”

You turned towards Taeyong to find him standing next to you in shock. Did he really want a boy that badly?

“Taeyong, I’m sorry you didn’t get a boy like you wanted.”

He simply shook his head and grinned. “This is even better. Thank you.”

After he cut the cord the nurses took your baby to clean her up.

“I thought I was going to lose you again.” Taeyong said laying his head on your chest.

“Never. I love you too much. I love you both.”

“Excuse me, are you ready to see your daughter?”

You both nodded and you held out your arms to hold her. She was so beautiful. Her soft features. Her small frame. She was so tiny you were afraid you’d break her.

“Can I?”

You passed your newborn daughter over to your husband. He couldn’t believe that she was finally here. It was unbelievable how much she looked like you.

“I was thinking we’d name her Yeojin. What do you think?”

You hummed in satisfaction and smiled.

“Our beautiful, Yeojin.”

Argument. Pt.2 (Request)

This won’t make any sense if you haven’t read part 1 lmao :)

Part 1: http://mccannsxdrews.tumblr.com/post/133017549934/argument-request

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing for about the 15th time. Rolling my eyes, I reluctantly pulled myself out of bed and checked my phone. No surprise. It was Justin. He had been calling all night but I ignored every one of his calls, I couldn’t show how vulnerable I was. But this time, something made me pick up the phone, just to hear his voice. God, I missed him so much. I had been basically tossing and turning the whole night without him.

“Hello?” I said as I tapped my free hand on my stomach

“Y/N.. Baby, I’m sorry please I didn’t mean anything I said I was-“

“You can’t take your words back Justin” I replied, thinking back to last night and replaying his words through my head.

“I know, but I’ll do anything… Please, just come home. I can’t do anything without you. We don’t even have to speak, I just need you here, I miss you” His shaky voice spoke into the phone. I couldn’t even see his face, but I could tell that he had broken down, I could hear the pain in his voice so clearly.

I eventually gave in. I always do. Listening to Justin’s broken voice made me hurt and I missed him more than anything. Maybe he didn’t mean what he said after all. Or was that just me trying to find the best in Justin. Either way, I went back home.

Approaching the front door, I twisted the key between the keyhole with my shaky hands, I don’t know why I was so nervous it was only Justin. These were usually his studio hours, but I knew he’d be home, whenever he’s down he usually stays home, i don’t know why because the studio is like his happy spot.

“Hey” I heard a call coming from the kitchen and assumed it was him. I followed the voice, and stood in the frame of the kitchen door, watching Justin.

His eyes were swollen and red, he must’ve been crying either this morning or last night. It hurt so much seeing him like this, I was so easy to give in. And even Justin knows it.

“I.. I made us coffee… ” He said as I continued watching him. He sat down at the table and tapped the seat by him, signifying me to sit down.

After minutes of silence and sipping on our coffees, I hoped Justin would break the awkwardness of silence. As much as I wanted to shout at him for what happened last night, I didn’t want to see him weak any longer.

“Are you just gonna ignore what happened last night or?” I broke the awkward minutes of silence before taking another sip of coffee.

“No, I just don’t know what to say. You know I’m sorry and I was drunk, I didn’t mean anything I said. You know I’m trying to work on it, please don’t stay mad, you’re all I fucking want right now” Justin began whilst holding his head in stress. His voice broke towards the end of the sentence and I knew tears were coming, for both of us.

“Alright…” I answered, not exactly wanting to start more fuel between us.

“I love you, you know that”

idkk-ok  asked:

Hey, I love you! I know it will be hard when I leave for Dominican for 6 days, but know I will miss you every day I'm gone. We are skyping now and it will be our last for a while but we are strong. A million kisses to you and for you my love.

Ughhh I’m seriously going to cry all the time!! I don’t want you to leave but I’m very proud of you and what you are doing. I love you more than anything! Please be safe my love and come back to me ❤️

‘You’re a punk’ you’d say with such a smile. A smile that I’d want to get lost in for the rest of my life. I loved that out of all the stupid nicknames in the world, that’s the one you chose for me. Apparently your uncle used to say it to you and you just picked it up at a young age. I loved that. I haven’t heard you say it since we broke up. I miss those three words more than anything. It’s stupid, I know.
—  I was all yours
Where'd We Go Wrong part.3 -George Weasley Imagine (requested)

Request: PART 3!!!

( and the million other part 3 request i got!)

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George Weasley’s pov-

Everything felt frozen in time. It was like nothing mattered anymore… expect her. Y/n. My throat dried, my heart tripled its pace, my palms started to shake with nerves, and my mind was scattered like an unsolved puzzle. No pieces fit right and I couldn’t detect the outcome. 

Y/n presented herself as shocked as me. A harsh elbow jabbed itself into my side without a warning causing a loud yelp to sound from my end. Distancing my attention from y/n’s flustered self much to my inner protest, I turned my head giving Fred a stony glare. 

“What!” Now was not exactly the time for my focus to be on anything but the girl of my dreams… the one I hurt… the girl I desperately needed to fix…. the girl I was in love with more than the number of stars in the night sky. Fred raised his slim eyebrow nodding over to y/n. I reminded frozen in front of her table where Fred had been previously sitting. I had not a single clue of what to do.

 "Go talk to her… please. I know how much you miss her and believe she misses you too.“ Fred spoke softly with wise advise but I still couldn’t comprehend a word of apology to say. 

All the things I had been practicing to say to her, in case I ever was to run into her, which was more than anything likely, was all stuck on the tip of my tongue like a wall was holding it all back.

 "Why don’t you come sit down George!” Ginny mused, patting the open chair beside her. I shook my head lightly, taking in y/n’s uncomfortable posture as she shifted back and forth clearly avoiding direct eye contact. 

 "George Gideon Weasley… sit down right now.“ Venom laced every word Ginny spit dangerously locking her dark eyes with my own. "O-okay.” I felt pathetic. Everyone knew exactly what went down between y/n and I. 

Our relationship didn’t have the slightest bit of privacy when all of out friends were as close as they are. Hesitantly, I threw my leg over the side of the wooden sturdy bench, then lifted my other leg, lowering myself down to a stationary position directly across from y/n’s line of sight. Dammit Ginny. 

 The table remind so quiet I feared the whole group could read my thoughts and sense my eagerness to leave before I said the wrong thing. Ron cleared his throat loudly and excused himself from the table stating he had to “work on homework”. It would have been a more believable statement if they rest of the group hadn’t rushed after him using the same silly excuse. 

 Soon enough, y/n and I were left to ourselves with a tension as thick as the fog that covered the school grounds every October night. Lost for words and actions, I decided the best thing to do was try to start a conversation. “So… y/n, how are you? You look absolutely lovely." 

 3rd Person Pov- 

Y/n wanted nothing more than to scoff at George’s remark, assuming it was a punch of sarcasm. But as she drew her eyes up from the empty plate her fingers were tracing, she realized he was being dead serious. Y/n began to grow self conscious and reached her hand up to feel the ends of her ratty dirty hair that she had thrown up in a careless pony. 

She was now regretting not taking time to ready herself and assumed George was probably trying to be nice and pitied her. "Thanks but uh, you don’t have to lie its fine. I’m aware I look like crap-” George jumped in quickly and shook his head.

 "No, no! You really don’t! Maybe a little… tired? But honestly you look beautiful.“ A crimson red flushed y/n’s cheeks. Oh how she had missed his sweet words. Erasing all their conversations from her mind was more than impossible. Y/n couldn’t allow herself to forget all the good times they had shared and she wanted to make new ones.

She really did. Though something inside of her kept we from doing so. It kept her from running into his arms a day after their argument. It kept her from writing to him to meet up with her or relaying the message through their friends so they two could work their differences out and seek the truth. And out of all this, y/n still had no idea what it was that was holding her back. 

"That’s sweet of you, George.” The strain of distance shone straight through her. George knew she was still upset about the incidence, he knew he would be too if the roles were reversed. He wanted her to know he hadn’t meant a word he said to her that night but he just couldn’t find the right ones to explain it. 

“So… what have you been up to lately? Anything new?” The cluster of students eating in the Great Hall was significantly low in size and George was thankful for this. It gave him a better opportunity to actually have a conversation with y/n instead of just shouting over loud voices. Y/n on the other hand was praying for a crowd of rowdy students to enter. 

She wanted the ear bleeding talkers to enter and to ruin their conversation. She wanted some nosy and annoying students to come up and question them so she could find a way to escape and retreat back to the comforts of her own dorm. Of course then she would have to explain to Ginny and the others why she was without a certain red head but she didn’t mind. 

It was molded into y/n’s mind just how badly she wanted George back as her own and she couldn’t have that happen. Although it was hard to deny how nice it was to have him sitting in front of her looking as sloppy as ever. The thought alone pleased y/n in a twisted way. 

Oddly enough she was happy to see the break up was a struggle for him too. At least then she knew what they had was real. Her worst fear was that a week later George would be hooking up with Angelina but apparently he really hadn’t been. That part stung. It wasn’t that y/n wanted them to be snogging each other behind her back, but that was also one of the main reasons she had George got into such a heated argument. 

Y/n was wrong about the whole thing and her pride was what was holding her back from apologizing. She didn’t care anymore about him missing the date or not spending enough time with her. Y/n knew that George was affected greatly from their split as she examined his distraught self sitting in front of her eyes. 

“No not a thing really. I’ve been a little ill these past few days. I reckon it’s the flu but you never know.” George nodded his head hanging onto her every word. He was truly concerned that she coming down with something and only wanted the best for her. 

“Oh no that’s terrible! Have you talked to Madam-" 

"Yes. Hermione took me down to see her yesterday. She predicted the same thing… or maybe just a small bug but nothing to worry about. Listen I’m not too feeling good right now so I think I’ll just go up to my room and sleep it off. Good seeing you George.”

 Giving a wave of her hand, y/n darted out of the dinning hall and around the corner heading for the nearest stair case and quickest way to the dorm room so she could go sit alone and cry some more. Rounding the sharp wall, a hand wrapped itself around her upper arm pulling her back to a halt. Y/n didn’t have to look back to know it was George who held a grip on her. 

“Y/n darling, please just listen to me! That’s all. You don’t even have to agree or care about what I say but just please hear me out.”

 "George I really don’t have time-“ "Please… if you don’t want to see me ever again, I won’t bother you. That is only if you listen to me, only five minutes, love.” The pet names had a certain way with her heart. Whenever George called her; darling, love, babe, hun, etc. it just drove her bonkers. In a good way that is. 

They sped up her heart and made her weak in the knees with the simplest words. Y/n found herself falling for him again and she couldn’t find the emergency break to stop herself. Drawing a stray lock of hair behind her ear, she nodded solemnly and folded her arms prepared to listen with an open mind. 

“Thank you, sweetheart. I just want you to know how much I love you. I truly do. And these past few weeks without you have been like hell and back in a never ending cycle. I kept thinking about that time… I think it was last winter. I had taken you out to Zonko’s during the Hogsmeade trip and do you remember what I did?" 

A soft chuckle slipped through his words as he shot y/n a questioning glance followed by a goofy grin. She shook her head ‘yes’ knowing the exact situation he was explaining and covered her mouth to prevent a cute giggle from spilling out. 

"I ,uh, knock over the love potion display and made Lee Jordan accidentally fall in love with you. And the whole week he kept pestering you and showering you with hugs and gift and it was driving me mad! I ignored him for a whole week and wouldn’t let him near you! But then you asked me if I trusted you. I mean of course I said yes because why wouldn’t I trust you? There would be no logical answer for that. And do you remember what you said back?” The hallway was empty much to y/n’s luck. Her throat was closing in on her and she knew any second a water work of tears would flow freely. 

 "I told you… I told you that there was no reason to worry about Lee and I because you’re the only one for me. The only person I could trust to hold my life in their hands and not put it in jeopardy. The only person I knew well enough to care for me no matter where life might take us. The only one I could ever allow my heart to belong to… my George Weasley.“ Tears trickled down her rosy cheeks as George stepped forward and swiped his thumb along her delicate skin carefully blocking off the salty tears from traveling any farther. 

Leaning forward with caution, George placed his lips as lightly as a feather against her forehead, wrapping his arms around her waist. Y/n leaned her head directly on his chest clearly tired of the bickering and ignoring each other. She was desperate for the both of them just to make up and move on to bigger and better things. She knew their relationship was too good to have ended over a stupid fight. 

George cut the silence short and sighed softly, "Y/n there’s something you need to know and hear from me. I’m being one hundred percent honest with you when I say I never, not even once, ever hooked up with Angelina. I swear on my life I wasn’t doing anything with her. I wasn’t seeing her behind your back or anything. You’re my one and only, I would never abuse you’re trust and loyalty. I love you more than life itself.” He confessed truthfully diverting his eyes back into her own which twinkled with her glistening tears. 

She nodded quickly, reaching up on her tippy toes to take his face in between her hands. Glancing down at his plump lips, y/n wasted no time before interlocking her glossy lips upon his in a loving fashion. George gasped softly although reacted in a record breaking time as he moved his lips in sync with hers. His hands squeezed her sides gently while she locked her hands as one around his neck. 

Pulling back in order to catch a breath, the two love birds lent forward resting their foreheads against the others grinning like fools. “I believe you, Georgie. It was stupid for me to even doubt you. I love you more than you could imagine and I’m so so so sorry for being so rude to you.” The tears of sadness had ceased and were replaced with those of happiness. 

George traced his fingertips along her hips drawing small patterns as he smiled down at her, “I don’t think that’s possible because I love you far more than you could ever imagine my darling." 

 From behind the staircase; Ron, Ginny, Fred, Harry and Hermione all peeked their heads around the stone wall with a pleased smile looking at the happy couple. Fred reached his hand around his younger brother only to high five his little sister. 

Ginny grinned returning the high five to her brother and spoke softly, "Well I guess it worked then. They should be thankful they have us or they’d both still be stuck in their rooms drowning in ice cream and tears.” A chain of laughter followed. “You’ve got that right, little one. Let’s just hope we don’t ever have to do this again." 


 -Daizy 💗

elibornstein  asked:

hey

Gary, now I know I was wrong
I messed up and now you’re gone
Gary, I’m sorry I neglected you
Oh, I never expected you to run away
And leave me feeling this empty Your meow right now would sound like music to me
Please come home ‘cause I miss you Gary Gary, come home
Gary, come home
Gary, come home Gary, can’t you see I was blind?
I’ll do anything to change your mind
More than a pet, you’re my best friend
Too cool to forget, come back 'cause we are family
And forgive me for making you wanna roam And now my heart is beating like the saddest metronome
Somewhere I hope you’re reading my latest three-word poem Gary, come home
Gary, come home
Gary, come home Gary, come home
Gary, come home
Gary, come home Gary, come home
Gary, come home Gary, come home
Gary, come home
Gary, won’t you come home?

Dating Yoongi

Originally posted by leuhanies

Jesus he is ruining my life, anyways



-literally having to push him off the bed to wake him up in the morning

-reminding him that he has practice several times and he still forgets

-“Y/N bring me food and feed it to me.”

-“what, why?”

-“I don’t want to move”

-him pulling faces behind the other members while you’re talking to them making you laugh

-acting like he wasn’t doing anything after the member turns around to see what’s so funny

-“Oppa”

“don’t… don’t do that.”

-super protective yoongi keeping an arm wrapped around your waist when out in public

-secretly jealous yoongi glaring at other members who take your attention away from him

-pulling you into his lap when you walk by him and refusing to let you get away

-super dominant sex with daddy yoongi holy shit

-slowly rapping against your thighs as he kisses his way up them

-HIS FUCKING TONGUE SENDING YOU TO HONG KONG. WHO OKAYED THAT LYRIC?

-blushing like crazy when you he tells you how much he loves you

-“iguessmaybeyourealrightandiloveyoulikealotorwhatever”

-quickly kissing you when he thinks the others aren’t looking

-his face turning so red when the other members coo at him because he isn’t as sneaky as he thinks he is

-him reminding you to take a jacket because it’s cold outside because he won’t take care of you when you get sick

-scolding you when you ignore him and end up getting sick

-taking care of you anyways because fluffy yoongi is vulnerable to your adorable sneezes

-muttering raps under his breath as he walks around the house

-“here listen to this”

-Anxious foot tapping while he waits for your response

-Bashful yoongi surprising you with a romantic dinner

-Him standing awkwardly with his hands shoved in his pockets unable to look at you because you look so beautiful how is he supposed to handle it?

-him whispering wildly dirty things in your ears at the most inappropriate times

-“Yoongi we are sitting on my grandmothers couch, control your hormones please.”

-him sending you a text reminding you to take care of yourself the moment he leaves for tour

-him fretting over you when he comes back and feels like you haven’t sufficiently taken care of yourself

-being the only person to see yoongi openly cry

-him denying it ever happened if you try and bring it up

-cuddles before bed with him holding onto you tightly and kissing the crown of your head lazily

-him being unable to actually say how he feels so he puts it in a song

-but he won’t directly tell you that it’s about you, he’ll just hint at it

-going to clean up the mess of wadded up paper balls around your house only to be stopped by him

-“No don’t, it could be important.”

-“yoongi I’m hundred percent sure this counts as hoarding”

-having to hold yoongi back from killing the maknae line

-dragging him out of bed to spend the day in the sun

-constant complaining when you do get outside even though he secretly loves it because you’re enjoying yourself so much

-“do you know how much I love you?”

-“of course you do, I’m Min Suga”

-“I take it back, I don’t love you”

-him looking really thoughtful and when you ask him what he’s thinking about he says something completely lewd and ridiculous

-being nicknamed princess and baby girl

-neighbors all know who min yoongi is if ya know what I mean

-disappearing for days into the studio and not hearing anything from him

-him coming back home at 5 in the morning unannounced and letting you take care of him just because he’s completely exhausted and hasn’t slept more than 3 hours

-“jagi”

-“hmm?”

-“I really missed you.”

- gummy smile, oh my god gummy smile

-bouts of silliness that barely last a couple minutes but leave you laughing for a while

- teasing the other members Jimin together

-him literally cringing at your aegyo

-“oh god.. please I’ll do anything, just stop”

-adrenaline pumped yoongi making out with you hardcore after a concert

-one minute you were playing around with him and somehow he ended up napping in your lap

-trying to figure out if he’s flirting with jimin or just being kind

-probably flirting

-lazy morning sex

-he actually keeps a picture of you that you took on his phone as his lock screen because it helps keep him motivated

-sitting for hours in silence just enjoying each other

-cringing when you confess how much you like him but still blushing and stumbling over his words and suddenly his lisp makes an appearance oh my god I love that thing

-“y-yeah I love you t-too. You’re shweet jagi.”




Alright here you go guys! I hope it suits you