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HOMEWRECKER: Part 3

Originally posted by yugyeomism

“You can’t stay away from him, can you?!”

Word Count: 3294

Warning: Smut

Your eyes were still wide opened, when you turned around to see Mark. As Mark was approaching you started putting the pieces together like a jigsaw puzzle.Those two. Christina’s reaction every time Jaebum was around and how Jaebum had relentless angry towards Mark. Christina was cheating on Jaebum when they were together with Mark. However, Mark didn’t know Christina had a boyfriend. It all makes sense now.

“I gotta go, Mark.” you said walking away from him as he kept coming towards you. “What? What’s wrong Y/N?” Mark asked concernedly. “We’ll talk later” you walked away with haste. You couldn’t think straight. Why am I caught into all this mess. You found a nearby bench and called your dad to get your mind off of things.

“Hey baby girl, how is everything?” your dad said answering the call. “I’m ok, I just miss everyone” you said as you sighed into the phone. “Ohh Lord, what happened now?” your dad asked. “Nothing, I’m just a little stressed out at the moment” you said as you did your best to reassure him.

“Don’t make me have to come out there” he said laughing. You laugh also and said “No, Dad that won’t be necessary’’. Your dad senses your tone and says “Before I let you go, I just want to let you know that I love you and whatever is bothering you, it will pass and whatever decisions you make, do what you think is best for you. Follow your heart”. “Thank you Dad and I love you too, I have to go. I need to catch up on homework” you said to divert the conversation. “Alright, call me if you need me or text me”. “Thanks Dad, bye”.

You hang up the phone and head back to your dorm. As you stepped in front of the door and pulled your keys to unlock the door. You heard voices from the other side. “I’m here to talk to Y/N, I’m not here for you Christina”. “I’ve missed you and I fucked up, please come back. I’m sorry”. “What about Bambam?” the guy’s voice grew louder, he continued “You’re using him, aren’t you? just like you used me?!”. “I’m not using him!”. “YES, YOU ARE! YOU USE PEOPLE AND THROW THEM AWAY, YOU’RE NOT LOYAL TO ANYONE, CHRISTINA”.

You hurriedly unlocked the door and found Jaebum trying to pull Christina off him. Christina was in tears. You stood in the doorway for a moment, Christina and Jaebum both looked at you. Jaebum spoke first “Y/N”. “It’s ok, I know everything” you said putting your keys on the counter directing your attention to Christina. “How much did you hear?” Christina asked nervously. “I heard everything” you said as you looked at her. “This isn’t my business but for Bambam’s sake, don’t break his heart. He seems like a good kid. Every time, I see you two together, you act like you don’t want to be with him”. Christina froze in place, she couldn’t utter a single word to defend herself. Jaebum rolled his eyes and said “I was looking for you”. “I know”, you said as you turned around to leave. “Where are you going?” Christina asked as she tried to block the doorway. You gave a death stare and spoke “Move or I’ll make you move”.

Christina looked at you knowing she wasn’t capable of preventing you from leaving, she moved. “You told her didn’t you?!” Christina asked as she raised her voice at Jaebum. He glared back at her and said confidently “Yes” crossing his arms. He continued “Someone has to know who you truly are”. Christina launched herself at him pounding her hands into his chest. Jaebum immediately grabbed her and sat her down on the couch. You left not caring about what happens between Jaebum and Christina. You needed to speak with Mark.

As you got outside, you called Mark. “Hey, are you busy?” you asked as he immediately picked up the phone. “No, I’m at my apartment. Do you want to talk? You sound stressed”. “That I am” you said. “Alright, I’m coming in a few minutes, hang tight” Mark said before hanging up.

Mark picked you up and as you settled down in the car, Mark looks over to you and asked “Long day?”. You answered “Yes, you have no idea”. “You can relax at my apartment”, Mark said “I’ll even cook for you”. You smiled and said “I’d like that”. Mark leaned over to kiss you, your lips lightly touched his. He smoothly laid his hand on your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. You broke the kiss apart and blushed away. Mark slyly bit his bottom lip enjoying the moment.

“Alright let’s go”, he said as he drove away.

As you entered Mark’s apartment, you settled your things down. Mark’s apartment was nice and comfy. Mark led you to the living room to watch tv. Mark laid next to you and spooned you. You felt comfortable with him, You wish your mind was at rest but it wasn’t. You couldn’t stop thinking about what happened at the dorm.

“Mark?” you said to get his attention. “Yes, babe” he said in a sweet voice kissing your neck. “I need to talk to you about something” you said hesitantly. Mark pulls away and sits up, he could tell it wasn’t something good. “Is it about what happened early?” he asked. “Yes”, you said facing him. “I’m all ears, babe. Talk to me”. You breathed in and out and asked “Do you know my suitemate Christina?”. He drew back a little further and said “Yes, I saw her there also that night you and Jaebum came to the restaurant”. “How do you know her?” you asked cautiously wanting more answers. He grew quiet and didn’t speak for a long moment, he finally answers “Christina and I were together at one point. Then she broke it off without explaining why. Y/N, why do you ask?” Mark asked.

“There’s something I need to tell you. The reason I left earlier was because…. Christina was dating Jaebum at the time when she was with you also” you said trying to explain. He sat in silence some more and his eyes widen slightly. You could tell he was finally putting the pieces together and he said “I didn’t know she was playing us that whole time and the guy you were with at the restaurant was Jaebum, wasn’t it?”. “Yes, that’s the one and only…. But Mark, I’m so sorry” you said lowering your head.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about, because I’m glad I have you now” Mark said as lifts your chin to look him in the eyes. You still looked down slightly because you felt bad for lying to Mark about sleeping with Jaebum. He kissed you and pulled away saying “I need to cook dinner”. You smiled as he head towards the kitchen to get started.

Everything smelled nice as he moved around in the kitchen, you came in and looked over his shoulder and saw he was cooking ramen and grilling some bulgogi. “I’m impressed” you said in his ear and kissed it. “It’s not much”, he said as he handed you a bowl of ramen and sat the plate of bulgogi between the two of you. “It’s fine” you laughed as Mark set the table with more side dishes.

“That was so good, I can’t eat anymore” you said setting your chopsticks to the side. You didn’t realize how hungry you were and Mark looked at you stunned. “You didn’t eat nearly as much at the restaurant” he said laughing. “Let me wash the dishes” you insisted as he got up to put the dishes in the sink. “You don’t have to” he said trying to stop you. “Mark, let me help” you said running dishwater. “Fine” he said backing away and sat himself down in the living room.

So focused on getting the dishes, you felt Mark wrap his arms around your waist and softly kissed your neck. You tilted your head to the side to let Mark have full advantage of his kisses. You let out a slight moan as he pulled himself closer to you. He whispers in your ear, “I want you Y/N”. You whispered back “I want you too Mark”. Mark’s hands slid lower into your pants. He unbuttoned them and his hands slid further. He reached further finding your warmest place. His fingers gently opened you. You turned your head around for him to kiss you as he rubbed you. You felt his length growing underneath his jeans. He was ready for you. You continued to let out soft moans. Your heart was beating faster as he picked up the pace fingering your wettest opening.

He suddenly stopped and wiped your juices off his fingers. “Let’s take this someplace else” he said as he held his hand out. You grabbed it, letting him take the lead to his bedroom.

You both were silent as you entered his bedroom. He kissed you softly, letting his hands grab your waist again. His hands slowly moved downward and gripped the curve of your ass. He squeezed tightly pulling himself closer to you.

He was hesitant with you and he wanted to take his time. “I don’t want to hurt you” Mark whispered in your ear. “Mark, you’re fine” you assured him as you pulled your shirt off. Mark pulled his shirt off and you eyed him up and down. Your eyes filled with lust, you bite your bottom lip. Something about Mark enticed you. He was gentle and patient. He pulled you further in and deepened the kiss, his hand unhooked your bra leaving your breast exposed, giving him access to touch your hard nipples. You were ready just as much as he was. You pulled your jeans off and laid on his bed. He strips the rest of his clothes off and planted himself on top of you. He kissed you some more and worked his way down. Your body shudders under his touch as he began explore. His tongue found his way to your clit. He swirled around and softly sucked on it, he proceeded to lick the opening of your pussy. Your body arched from the bed as he was giving you all he had to offer. But you wanted more. You craved more.

“Mark, please” you said softly. He stopped and went to the bathroom to get a condom. He came back ready. You laid there with your legs slightly parted. He pumped himself a couple times. “Ready?” Mark asked as he climbed on top of you. You nodded. He entered you and he closed his eyes from the sensation of your tight pussy. He thrusted slowly, once you became adjusted to his dick, his thrusts became faster. You moaned and heaved at him. You pulled him closer to go deeper. Instead, he had a better idea in mind, he pulled himself up and positioned your legs over his shoulders to hit your G-spot. His length plunged in your pussy. You were shaking. You didn’t realize how wet you were. Mark pulled out and laid on the bed next to you. You both were on your sides. Mark lifted your leg up and entered into your wet pussy while spooning you. You never experienced this before. He gripped your breast tightly like handles and continued pounding. He grunted in your ear each time your thighs smacked against his. Your turned your head back and you both passionately kissed each other. You both were a sweating sexy mess. You couldn’t get enough of him. He couldn’t get enough of you. He went harder putting all his energy he has into giving you every ounce of him. You whimpered out loud and screamed “Oh God, yes. Mark”, “Fuck me good”. Those words drove him mad. He continued his pace, you felt tightness in your abdomen, you were about to release. “Mark, baby. I’m cummmmming” you said breathlessly. “Me too”, he managed to answer back. Mark rubbed your clit as he continued. You and Mark couldn’t hold it in any longer. You both released reaching each other’s heights in a moment of ecstasy. You came all over his bedspread as he came into the condom. He pulled out and threw the condom away, he put on his boxers and laid next to you. You crawled to his side and embraced him with his arm over you. “That was amazing, babe” Mark said after he managed to catch his breath. “It was” you said breathlessly. “I know I shouldn’t say this but….I love you” Mark said cautiously as he kissed you on the lips. His sincerity and the feelings you have for him, you finally said “I love you too, Mark”. He smiles at you and says “Let’s forget about the past, we have each other now”. You nodded your head in approval as you kissed him back. He turned the lamp off and spoons next to you. He fell soundly asleep. As you laid next to Mark that night, you still had the idea of Jaebum lurking in your mind.

Morning came, you woke up next to Mark still soundly asleep. You turned over to face him, you loved how peaceful he looked as he slept. You caressed his cheek feeling his soft skin. He slowly wakes to your soft touch and smirks at you, he pecks your lips with a morning kiss and cuddles you some more and he grumbles “I don’t want to leave this bed, it feels so good right now”. “That makes both of us” you said as you snuggle against him. You ask “What’s for breakfast?”. “Pancakes, maybe?” he mumbles and continues to fall asleep.

Your eyes shot open as you heard a knock at the door. Who could that be? “Babe, someone’s at the door” you said as you try to shake Mark from his deep slumber. “What?” he mumbles under his breath. “Someone’s at the door” you said smartly. He lifted his head and heard the knocking as well. He got from the bed and headed to the door, he peered through the peephole. “Oh shit” Mark says as he came into the bedroom rushing to put his clothes on. “Babe, get dress!” he said hurriedly. “What, what is it?” you said as you rush to throw your clothes on. “It’s my parents” Mark said get everything together in the apartment. Your eyes widen, this is not how you wanted to meet your boyfriend’s parents. “Babe, finish getting ready and come out” he said as he closed the bedroom door to give you more privacy before inviting his parents in. Your heart sunk, you had no clue what they would think about you.

As you got situated, you heard from the other side of the door. “Hey Mom and Dad, I forgot you guys were coming today” Mark said opening the door. “Hey sweetie” his mom spoke. “Took you long enough to answer the door, you got someone in here?” his dad spoke smartly. Your eyes widen in terror. You took several deep breaths as you continued getting dressed and fixed your hair to look presentable.

You opened the door confronting your boyfriend’s parents. They turned their heads towards you and their eyes widen. You shyly say “Hi” and waved your hand slightly. You felt ashamed they met you under these circumstances. His mother smiles at you and embraces you with a hug. “Well, hello darling, it’s so nice to meet you. Well Mark, I guess you did have company” she said as she pushed you towards Mark. You stood next to Mark flustered and faced his father to say “Hello sir, I’m Y/N”. “Hello Y/N, it’s a pleasure meeting you here” he says giving Mark a wink on the side. Mark’s face turns slightly red. All four of you sat down in the living room. You felt uncomfortable and awkward, you squeeze Mark’s hand for comfort. He looks up at you and squeeze in return to reassure you that everything will be ok. “So how long have you guys dated now?” his mother asks earnestly. The only words that came out were “ummmmm….”. “Not long, but we were close before I asked her” Mark managed to say. 

His parents nodded their heads and looked around his apartment. “Mark, this is all a surprise. We didn’t expect you to date anyone for a while especially not after what happened with what’s her name again?” his mother asked. “Christina” he said annoying under his breath. “Yes, her” she said. Mark rolled his eyes trying to forget the painful past. “I hope you treat our boy well” Mr.Tuan said as you looked up. “Of course, I love him” you said as you and Mark look at each other. His parents laugh at your response. “Alright, if you do love each other. I can’t argue with you” his dad said smirking. “We need to at least take them out to breakfast, get to know Y/N better” his mother whispered to his father. He nodded his head in approval. “Let’s go out to breakfast” Mr. Tuan suggested. “That’s a great idea” Mark said as his face brightens. You didn’t intend to go to breakfast with his family but back to the dorm.

“Ummm.. I’m sorry but won’t be able to join you for breakfast today, I was going to go back to my dorm and finish homework” you said anxiously gathering your belongings. “Ohhh ok. Well, we’ll be with Mark the entire day. So if you can’t join us for breakfast. Then how about dinner? My husband and I will treat” Mrs. Tuan insisted. “Sure” you said forcing a smile on your face as you felt uncomfortable. “Great, we’ll be at your dorm around 7:30pm, Mark will give us the directions” she said hugging you. “I’ll drop Y/N to her place now. Mom, Dad make yourselves at home in the meantime”. Mark said as he opened the apartment door to escort you. “Alright. See you when you get back” his father said propping himself in front of the tv. “Bye, sweetie. See you tonight” Mrs. Tuan said waving goodbye. You waved goodbye. .

Mark drove you back to the dorms and parked the car. You two stayed quiet for a couple of minutes. You finally spoke “That was an eventful morning”. “I know, I forgot they were coming” Mark said apologetically. “It’s ok, I just hope they’ll like me” you said. “They will. Besides, they want me to be happy” Mark smirked. “I see your parents know about Christina” you said awkwardly. “Yeah they do” Mark said quietly. “I’m sorry, she did this to both of you” you said touching your hand to his.

Mark turns his body to face you. You look into his eyes to offer your deepest sympathies. He looked into yours with hope. He slowly licked his lips and started to draw closer to you. You did the same. Your lips touched, his soft lips smoothly pressed against yours. He went deeper as he grabbed your thigh. He let out a soft groan and pulled away. You were still caught in the moment, your eye were  closed. You opened them to see Mark smiling at you. You smiled back. “I’ll see you tonight” you said biting your bottom lip. Mark nodded and pecked you on the lips before departing.

You opened the door to your dorm, to hear Christina taking a shower as her music was playing. As you opened your door, You hear Christina’s room door open, you expected to see BamBam leaving, instead it was Jaebum.

Thank you so much for supporting and reading HOMEWRECKER. We hope you guys enjoy Part 3. This one is a little shorter. Part 4 will be coming soon. Thank you so much for reading, we greatly appreciate it!!!! :)

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(Requested by Anon)

“Rosie, do you think you could help me with something?” You bounced your one year old nephew on your hip, trying to soothe him as you spoke to your girlfriend. “Sure Y/N, what’s going on?” Before you could answer, your other nephew cut you off.

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{PART 10; Finale} I Can Save You (M) // Jay Park

Originally posted by jaypark-joah

Pairing: Jay x Reader

Genre: Smut // Fluff // Drama

Summary: 6 months have passed - you’re now working with Jay at AOMG and Key finally got what he deserved. Now, Jay plans on taking you away for the weekend for some much needed time to relax and focus on each other.

A/N: This is the last chapter of the series guys! Thank you to everyone who stuck with me through it’s entirety and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Please note that this scenario is rated M for mature as it contains smut.

{Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3} {Part 4} {Part 5} {Part 6}{Part 7} {Part 8}{Part 9} {Part 10; Finale}


“Have a good weekend (Y/N)! Are you still on for some mixing practice on Monday?” Simon asked you as you put on your coat, ready to leave the studio after a good day of hard work.

“Hell yeah! I can’t wait – I’ll be here bright and early” you nodded eagerly, watching him chuckle at your excitement of being involved with one of AOMG’s newest projects.

“Not too early! Come in around 12pm and we can get started then. You’ll probably be wrecked from travelling back to the city so don’t worry if you’re a little late” he waved you off as you nodded back at him, closing the door behind you and practically skipping towards the exit, on your way to meet Jay.

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Pink Blanket

Originally posted by mypapawinchester

Word count: 449
Author: Brittiny

Part 1 of the Wonders of Color

John scooped up your infant daughter, smiling sadly at her. He’d been a single father since day one. Childbirth had taken you from his life, and your daughter’s. There wasn’t a day that went by that he didn’t think of you.

She’d been the reason he walked away from hunting. The first time that her little hand gripped his worn finger, that was it. He knew that he would do everything in his power to protect you from the evil in the world for as long as possible.

Originally posted by abigayle12000

The two of you had agreed not to find out what you were having. You had been over the moon when you found out that you were pregnant. John was in shock, to have a baby at his age. Once the shock wore off, he couldn’t have been happier. He was there for every doctor’s appointment, every ultrasound, and loved nothing more than to feel your daughter kick his hand.

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Then he was handed that little pink blanket containing the little being that the two of you had created. His head had whipped up when your heart monitor had started going haywire. Your daughter was taken to the nursery, and he was rushed out. The five minutes before the doctor emerged felt like an eternity. As soon as he saw the doctor’s face, he knew. He knew that he had lost you. The ring that sat in his pocket suddenly felt like a ton. He broke down right there.

Looking down at his daughter as she drank from her bottle, he sighed. “Your mommy was beautiful, just like you.” He tried to fight back the tears. “She’s the one who picked your name, by the way. She was stubborn. Put her foot down and everything.” A sad chuckle escaped him. “You were named after Wonder Woman. Diane. I wasn’t too pleased at first, but I think it suits you.” Her eyes started to droop as they rocked. “She’s up there, looking down on you, baby girl.” He said quietly.

When the bottle slipped from her mouth, he kissed her forehead and put her back in her crib gently. He watched her for a moment before slipping out. Seeing Dean just coming in, he took a deep breath. “Dad, you need to get some sleep.” He said quietly. “Get some rest. If she wakes up, I got her.” Although he didn’t live there all the time, Dean stopped by when he could. “She’s three months, she’s not gonna noticed that you slept for twelve hours out of exhaustion.”

John glanced over his shoulder, seeing Diane’s crib slightly through the crack. Glancing back at Dean, he nodded. “I just can’t lose her, too.”

The Escort- Part 8

Grad School AU! You are a grad student, one year away from completing your Master’s degree. Despite your successful life, your family won’t let go of the fact that you are single. It makes your yearly family vacation a living hell. On a whim, you call the number you find on an ad for an escort to events, and you meet Dean. He’s gorgeous, charming, and perfect to help get your family off your back. What more could you ask for?

Summary of Part 8: Dean and the reader date. It’s just a fluffy, smutty snapshot of their life as a couple.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Word Count: 2600 ish

Warning: Smut

A/N: So we’re getting close. There are only a few more installments of this series. Thank you so so so so much for the love you’ve shown this story, and I can’t wait for you to see how it ends. XOXO


January

January was a blur of happiness. From the moment you woke up in each other’s arms on New Year’s Day, everything clicked. You spent the whole day in bed- having sex, talking about everything and nothing, dozing together- and you couldn’t have imagined a more perfect way to start your year.

And it only got better.

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“Can Mommy Do This?...”

Requested by an Anon. Here’s to you!

Originally posted by peaceminus8ne

You were the best of the best. You were married to the best of the best. Your husband was G Dragon of BIGBANG. Everyone knew and loved him! He was a legend. And so were you. You were known worldwide. People envied you. People adored you. You were the leader and main rapper of one of best girl groups in Korea, (Girl Group Name). Both of your groups have been around for a long time. You were both consisted legendary groups. Before th epublic knew of your relationship they shipped you. Your group was called the female counterpart of BIGBANG. You had 5 members, two rappers, three vocalists, you guys were around the same age. But everyone shipped you and Jiyong. But at the time no one knew you were dating him. 

After three years of dating he proposed. After getting married you gave birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl name, (Daughter’s name). D/N was your pride and joy. Yo and Jiyong loved her more than everything. She was a daddy’s girl! JIyong would always push her the best she could be, but she would always get over the top awards for it. Like one time he wanted to spell his name and she didn’t want to until he promised her a huge teddy bear. Let’s just say she got that teddy bear rather quickly. You loved that Jiyong liked to buy her stuff but he always bought her too much. She’s going to be a brat when she gets older and Jiyong knows this. And his reasons for it are “She’ll know that the only man she needs is daddy.” He’s very protective of her. He hates the idea that one day she’ll fall in love with someone. 

Today you three were having a family day at home. Jiyong and you got the day off so you could spend it with her. You were in the kitchen making snacks but you could hear everything that was going on in the living room. “Who’s your favorite rapper? Me or mommy?” Jiyong asked your daughter. “Mommy’s better. She can sing, dance, and rap. She’s the better one.” “Yah! D/N! I can do all those things too.” He defended. “Sorry daddy. Mommy is just the better artist.” Your daughter sassed back. You couldn’t help but smile. “Can mommy do this?” He asked before standing up and began free styling, dissing you. His jabs were okay but they weren’t that good. You took his last word and changed it into your. You came back with a bang roasting everything wrong about him. Coming for his many tragic hairstyles and outfits. You didn’t have to step into the living room to know you won. You’ve done free styling since you were young, you’ve done diss tracks since you’ve been famous. People were always coming for you so you had to stay on top of it with plenty of diss tracks. Dissing was one of your favorite things to do as a rapper and you’ve done it often. More often than Jiyong. 

“See daddy! Mommy can do anything better than you.” You heard your daughter shout happily. You walked into the living room with snacks. You set them on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. Jiyong looked upset. You played a movie for D/N, got up from the sofa, grabbed Jiyong’s hand, and took him into the kitchen. “Are you upset because of my little diss?” You asked teasingly. He only nodded. “Aww my poor little dragon. We’re both really good rappers so there is no competition between us.” “But D/N sees you better than me!” “Trust me. If she’s saying that now she’ll be feminist. She loves you Jiyong. She probably didn’t even mean it. Don’t be like that. You’re still my number one rapper.” You explained. He grabbed your waist and pulled you in close giving you a passionate kiss. “Mommy! Daddy! Stop making out in the kitchen and watch the movie with me!” Your daughter shouted. You pulled away from Jiyong rather upset. “D/N how do you know what making out is?” “I hang out with Aunt Chaelin a lot.” She replied back. “I’m going to have a talk with her tomorrow about what she can and can’t say in front of you. Say it again you’re in trouble. You’re only 5. I don’t need you knowing what that is now.” Jiyong said. 

You kissed Jiyong on the cheek and walked back into the living room to enjoy the animated movie with your daughter. 


Sorry for any mistakes. Hope you enjoyed. Thank you. Keep requesting! Admin Kai and Admin June. 

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Rebel Beat

Originally posted by river-sconnie

Request: Can you do a Priestly one-shot based off of Rebel Beat by The Goo Goo Dolls???????

Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUi8gQPsMdw


We keep heading in the same direction.

You’ve become my own reflection.

Is that your soul that you’re trying to protect?

I always hoped that we would intersect, yeah.

Priestly walked down the Santa Cruz street, your hand in his, swinging a bit as you went. It was getting closer to sunset and the light was softer, with more gold and gentle colors. He smiled to himself, admiring the way the light made your eyes light up.

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I fucking hate you.

because if I don’t hate you, I’ll love you, and if I love you, you’ll never love me back.

I can’t live on loving someone who can never love me back, and even if you did, we could never be anything.

I can’t live on watching you and her together, while she holds everything I need, it hurts too much.

I can’t stand watching her hold you, kiss you, love you, when all I can do is talk to you.

I’m so fucked right now, because hating you is so much harder than loving you, and I’m trying so hard.

but your making it so difficult when you do the things you do, and say the things you say.

I wish I could tell you to stop coming over, but we both know I’m not that strong.

because I need you around, more then I need anyone else around.

you take all the pain away, you make me forget about everything. and I shouldn’t even be writing this because it’s making it too real that I want something I can never have, but I have to.

I hate you, but we both know that hate means something else when I say it about you.

—  I wrote this before you caused me all this pain
Secrets (Optional Bias)

request: no request, i just wanted to write.

genre: a little angst, mostly fluff.

word count: 1,375 (i got a bit carried away xD)

synopsis: You’re hiding something from your boyfriend, and he’s determined to find out.

author’s note: i wrote this once, and i accidentally turned my computer off. I vow to make this even better than it already was. im just gonna put a little warning here that there is mention of sex, and a little heated moment, but other than that this scenario is just fluff. also, this did not come out as good as i wanted it to, sadly. except that make out session. that was life. closest thing to smut i’ve written yet. maybe i’ll start writing it in the near future.. who knows?  please enjoy your feels~

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Celebration! (Jungkook scenario)

Paring : Jungkook/You.

Genre : Fluff.

Word count :1100+

Requested by Anon : “Could you do an scenario with jungkook where he and his girl celebrate winning?”

A/N : I hope you like it! I apologize for any mistakes. Enjoy!

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Once again, BTS are nominated to win another Daesang. You watched the whole MAMA from home clapping, singing and yelling whenever a performance was too exciting.

When it was time to reveal who won Artist of the year award, you held your breath and intertwined your hands in hopes to hear the group your boyfriend was a member of.

As you saw how  Jungkook’s tears fell on the screen you couldn’t stop your own, you were so happy and proud, and all you wanted is to give him the tightest hug and to celebrate.

After the award show was over, and he had some alone time, he gave you a call.


~*~ 


“Jungkook!! Congratulations!”

“Thanks sweetheart, I can’t believe we won another daesang!”

“I know, I’m so proud of you. I told you, you guys could win again.”

“ah! I’m so happy, we’ll talk when I get home, the hyungs are calling me.”

“Yeah, tell them I say hi and congrats again!”

“Alright, see you soon.”

~*~


You knew the boys schedule and knew when they’ll be in Korea, but you couldn’t go to the airport. It will be filled with fans as usual and your relationship with Jungkook was a secret so you can’t be seen with him in public. It was hard at first, but you got used to it, he’s always the one to call and set dates, and he missed you just as much as you, so it was all good.

~*~


“Good morning, beautiful!” He always managed to make you smile.

“Good morning! Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah, so can I see you tonight?”

“Of course! Text me when and where and you know I’ll be there on time.”

“Emm, how about your place?” he wanted a private place where he can be himself and have some fun with you.

“Oh, okay then, when will you be coming?”

“I’ll let you know when I can come tonight, okay? Wait for me.”

“I will. Do you want me to cook something? Or should I just order take outs?”

“As much as I love to eat the food you make, let’s order take outs, I’ll bring drinks with me.”

“Oh, so you’re planning on getting drunk.” You chuckled.

“Well, we’re celebrating!”

“Alright, I’ll see you tonight.”

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Imagine.. Acting With Jared Leto

The 6am alarm sounded, finally. Today was the day that the film Displacement started to be filmed and you had somehow managed to get one of the major parts - your first proper acting job! Displacement, you were told, was about a couple that meet in the most unlikely of circumstances and realize although they are completely wrong for each other, they cannot live without the other until the inevitable happens. You pull on your black skinny jeans, red converse and grey baggy jumper and start driving to Cricklewood Studios in the north of London, about 15 minutes away. 

On the way you couldn’t help but wonder who your partner would be. You were playing the lead lady, who would be your lead man? 

Arriving at the studios, a larger man in a salmon coloured shirt met you in the car park.

“You must be our leading lady! Fabulous!” He said as soon as you got out of the car. “You’re a little late - come inside! Come!” You followed his waddling steps through various corridors that were littered with distressed directors and curling cables that seem to run throughout the building like snakes. The hole place smelt of coffee and nerves - you loved it. 

“Here we are - these are your co-workers! Please meet William, Amanda and Jared!” He spoke with such happiness. In the small coffee room stood a very lean, skinny man with shaking hands and large ears, a short, stout woman with bright purple lipstick and red high heels and another man.. Who looked like nothing you had ever seen before.

“I’m sorry this is so rushed - please can we have Jared and you to do some practise scenes,” He started. “We need to make sure this casting definitely works.” You look up at this man who you knew from 2 of your favourite films Requiem For A Dream and Mr Nobody and the nerves shot straight through you. He was about a head height taller than you with short hair and black skinny jeans and a brown cable knit jumper. As it was only about 7am, he looked tired and was sipping coffee and watching you as you both walked through to a larger room which had four main cameras and 2 people sitting on chairs. 

“Okay - you two go and stand in front of the cameras whilst I confer with James and then we can get going! Very exciting!” Jared ushered with his right hand for you to walk to the area first and you could almost feel his eyes locked on you. You stood in front of each other.

“It’s really nice to meet you Jared, I’m-” You start, a bit quick due to the nerves.

“I already know who you are.” His voice shot right through you and made your legs go weak. His breathe smelt of coffee as it delivered the words in a very hushed, deep tone. He smirked a little with a side smile and placed the coffee on a table behind him.

“You’re my star-crossed lover, it seems.” He said with a chuckle. 

Jared made you feel like he actually wanted to talk to you. His eyes cradled yours and his words seemed sincere and made you feel like you were something. You had only known him for a couple of minutes and said one thing but you couldn’t help but fall for his eyes. They watched you like a hawk. 

“Okay! Time to go, yes? We’re going to start with a scene just to break the ice. Scene 7, please? Now we’re not going to record, we just want to watch, yes? We still expect the same amount of acting though please. Enjoy yourself!” You were starting to see this man become more and more excited you thought he was going to burst.

Jared, being the professional he was, instantly put down his script as he had already learned all of his lines off by heart. You did the same - although you were more shaky with your lines but desperate to get it right. He looked straight into your eyes and put his hands on your elbows.

“Ready, star-crossed lover?” He whispered. You nodded. It began.

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“I just don’t understand!” Jared shouted which startled you and made you jump. He walked away from you and put his hands behind his head. “You were meant to be sorting this out! Getting better! I can’t cope with this!” He kicked over the bin that was close to his foot. So far, you thought, so good. The script had been followed.

“You’re never there for me!” You continued, hoping to get your script right word for word. “You always seemed distant, absent, not there.. You never kept your promise!” Finally you felt like you had really gotten into your role. 

“You are meant to help me, remember? Us against the world?” He started to walk back over to you. 

“For Christ sake- It’s hard! Don’t you see?” You shouted back. Jared raced over to you and grabbed your arms. You knew that Jared had been an actor for a long time although you didn’t think he would completely started improvising. 

“But I want to protect you. I want to love you.” His hands moved all the way up your arms to your shoulders and he gripped there. “I need you.” He whispered.

You had completely forgotten your lines so you just watched his mouth moving until it stopped and your eyes shot up to his. Your eyes became wide and panicked and met his. He widened his and it looked like he was encouraging you to speak.

“I can’t live without you.” He spoke, trying to usher you to speak.

You felt completely panicked and you couldn’t speak. You had forgotten what was even meant to happen in this scene and you felt like crying. Your eyes started to fill and the look of panic spread to Jared’s eyes. 

He kissed you. 

His lips crashed onto yours. It then became more gentle and slow before he put his hands either side of your face and made you feel something you had never felt before. Intoxicated. He broke away and looked straight into your eyes once again. 

“You’re so beautiful,” He whispered. “You make me feel different.” He put his hands around your waist and pulled you closer so you had to raise your head to look at him. 

“I don’t know how I’ve lived without you.” He kissed you again and you felt his smile as you shared a moment. 

“Okay, that’s a wrap for now, thank you both!” Jared smiled at you and immediately left the room that left you confused.

“Jared-” The director started and before he could finished Jared was walking down the corridor. You were confused.

“He can’t just do that. I mean there’s improvising and then there’s re-writing the script. We didn’t write in the kiss or any of the talk at the end!” One director with a thick American accent spoke. “You must be special, kid!” The director said to you whilst sipping his coffee. 

“I don’t know how I’ve lived with you..” You kept repeating over and over in your head. 

 

better with you

Group/Member: GOT7 // Jaebum

Collection: GOT7 Christmas Drabbles ⛄🎄❄

Word Count: 927

Prompt: Christmas AU w/ Jaebum 43
“Hey, look, mistletoe…” 

A/N: for some reason felt inspired to write this mostly through the perspective of a completely love struck Jaebum? Because who doesn’t like soft and observant Jaebum? <3

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My Purpose

love me now because I made a fight imagine and the ending is super cheesy in classic yasssbieber style

Sarcastic, rude, and utterly disturbing remarks were thrown across the room at one another. Any bystander would’ve thought we were a divorced couple, and nothing close to two twenty somethings who are madly in love with each other. If there’s tears from Y/N, it’s any fight we’ve ever had, but if there’s tears from me, then things are pretty fucked up. 

 I left her there. I left her there crying. On the floor. I left a beautiful looking girl, sobbing, on a cold, hard, wooden floor. My heart aches every time I pictured tears falling out of those breathtaking eyes. I can’t help but remember every last detail about her in that moment. The front of her hair tied back with a cute little ribbon, her navy blue romper and those sexy grey boots I loved on her. But now her hair’s probably a mess, the sleeves of her romper are tear-stained, and she replaced those boots with a more comfortable pair. 

But I just can’t help the fact that I’m just sitting. Sitting in the front seat of my car in the parking lot of a crowded bar. (Note to self: Sounds like a song lyric) I called her names. I called her fucking names that no girl as classy, and as remarkably amazing as she is should ever be called. She didn’t make it any easier. Her accusations were just as hurtful as my name calling, both were false. I want to go back there. I need to go back there. But I can’t find I reason to start my car. 

 "Justin, that is horribly untrue. You know, you’ve witnessed all the shit I put myself through.“

 "Well, Y/N, it’s not my fault you’re horribly insecure. Frankly, I don’t blame you! You’re pushy, and annoying, and you’re right! Maybe those girls are better than you!" 

 No. Why did I say that? I told the love of my life that she was imperfect. I put another girl before my girl. Damn, I should’ve shut my fucking mouth and hugged her. But now it’s 3 am and all I’m thinking about is how many times I took advantage of our beautiful nights together. The way our bodies fit so perfectly, the way your soft skin felt amazing against my lips, the way it was just you and me. Together. That’s all that mattered. That’s all that will ever fucking matter. It was me and you against the world until two fucking hours ago. 

 And that was enough motivation to start my car. Cause if I don’t leave right at this instant, it wouldn’t be you and me against the world anymore. It would be me against you against the world. And that’s a world I do not want to live in.

 Pulling into our driveway was like entering a safe haven. It felt so natural and real to just walk through that door and you would come running into my arms. But instead of you, I was met with thin air. You were in some room of this large house meant for at least two.

 "Fuck.” I heard, running towards the bedroom. Y/N’s appearance hadn’t changed like I thought it would. She was still in that dress, through it was tear-stained. She was still in those sinfully tall boots, and her hair was still pulled back as gorgeous as I remember it. 

 I hate this. I hate the fact that Y/N is angry with me. Y/N is a sweetheart. The most genuine celebrity/person I’ve ever come to know. Think of Olaf the snowman. Now picture Olaf becoming angry with someone. Impossible, right? Well, that’s just how it feels with Y/N, until you’re the one she’s angry at. 

 Y/N had dropped our remote into pieces. I wanted to laugh, with her being her adorable self, but that would be so inappropriate towards the current situation. She noticed me after a good five minutes and when she did, she started tearing up. I had never felt a feeling so cold. Someone I loved did as little as looked at me, and started sobbing. I didn’t know what to do. I just watched her trying to hide her emotions, when we all know what she was going through. This was it. This was my biggest weakness. Y/N. 

Anyone talking about her in sexual reference makes my veins pop out and fists clench and ears steam. Anyone looking at her like a piece of meat makes me want to kiss Y/N all over her gorgeous body, and mark every inch of my territory. Anyone fucking laying a hand on her, in a friendly or threatening way, makes me feel like she’s already been pulled away. You wanna hurt me like nobody else can? Do something to Y/N. Whether it’s as little as looking at her, or touching her, I promise you, I will have something against you.

 "Y/N,“ I finally spoke. "I don’t know what to say after every stupid thing I did today, so I’m just going to say how I’m feeling." 

 Y/N rolled her eyes hurtfully. "I think I know how you feel, Justin. Remember?”

 I shook my head, “That was two hours ago. That was in the heat of the moment. Now, listen.” I began. 

 "It’s driving me absolutely mad to have you angry with me. You have every right to be, you can take as much time as you need from me. It’s ironic, Y/N. You’re always my saving grace. When something terrible happens, I go to you. You know exactly what to say. You know exactly where to hold me. You know exactly what I need. But here I am, Y/N. The most terrible moment I’ve ever come across, and you can’t help me through it. Who do I go to? I’m heartbroken. I said things that were the farthest thing away from everything you are. You make me so happy, I’ve forgotten what it’s like to feel any other emotion other than love and joy. To take you away from my life, is the same as taking my life away. I’m obsessed with you. I watch you, and I need you, and I crave you every second of the day. And I go through withdrawals of Y/N where I don’t eat or sleep and I think if you don’t kiss me in a few days I just might die.“ I giggled.

 "Nothing, no girl, no thing in my life could ever stop me from loving you. Because I am obsessed with you, and that will never change. It’s been two hours, and I’m already begging for you to hear me out. Don’t leave this love I’ve been waiting for my whole life. I can’t live without you. I’m with you because fate brought me here. Because you’re what I need to carry on. We’re not broken up, Y/N. But God, it feels like we’re on two different planets. I miss you, and your touch, and your voice. The things I’d do to get those things back." 

 She grinned. She finally grinned and I couldn’t tell what type of tears she was crying. And then she did it. She did the one thing I’ve been longing for this whole time. She opened her arms and welcomed me in. As soon as I touched her petite body I sobbed. I let it all out at the fact that I almost lost this incredible feeling. I cried to the fact that somebody else could’ve been in her arms instead of me. But it’s me and Y/N against the world. We belong here.

 "I don’t like it when we fight.” She spoke up. “It warms my heart to know I’m such an important person in your life.” She grinned.

 "Y/N, you’re less important, and more a necessity.“ I joked as she giggled.

 "If we can get through an argument as heated as that one and still get along this well, we might as well just get married now.” She laughed. 

 "I wouldn’t mind that.“ I played along. 

 Because Y/N and I were going to be married. We were gonna be parents to beautiful boys and girls and owners to dogs. She was gonna be Mrs. Bieber and I’m gonna be her man. She laid down as I followed her footsteps. I wrapped her in my arms and spent that whole night looking at her. I wasn’t gonna let these moments go to waste by sleeping. If love is the secret to happiness, then Y/N and I have the secret to pure, lifelong joy. Y/N will always be all that matters, my favorite girl, my baby. She’s my reason for living. Y/N will always and forever be my purpose.

So I finally finally finally read The Hollow Kingdom.

GUYS.

I DIDN’T NEED THIS.

I DID NOT NEED ANOTHER GOBLIN KING TO LOVE. 

OH MY GOD, MARAK IS SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE?! BUT I LOVE HIM?!

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I think I need to stop kissing strange boys at frat parties// and then dropping my eyes to the floor when I see them in the dining hall// I go to the gym once but forget to eat dinner three nights in a row// and drink nothing but seltzer water until Friday night// I didn’t mean to skip sociology but my brain had me strapped to the bed// I haven’t gotten used to living on the sixth floor and watching the sunset// I haven’t learned how to ignore text messages and remember to call home// some days feel like crumbling// some days feel like crawling// today feels like struggling for oxygen
—  “Confessions, Pt. 1” by Catherine Morse (themirrorfactory

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Kang Chul and Yeon Joo ❤️

I’m not sure what this is for? I’m going to assume this is for “send me a ship and i’ll explain why I do or don’t ship it”

Answer: I SHIP IT. I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP.

Kang Chul lacks empathy, and somebody who up until he gained self awareness was shaped by the made up (or not so made up) events of his past. His entire life became about finding the person or thing responsible for the murder of his family. And to find the truth behind his existence. 

Then comes Yeon Joo who barges into his world, constantly saving him, and disappearing. She’s a little crazy, constantly surprising him, and she’s different. She knows him better than anybody he’s ever met because she’s been watching him through the eyes of her father’s webtoon for years. 

The show is only four episodes in and already you can see Kang Chul’s walls breaking and his heart beginning to feel something for the first time. It’s so EVIDENT in the way he looks at her with curiosity. We even get the “if I hear it one more time, I might just get swayed” after she tells him I love you thinking she’ll surprise him and be able to return to her world (the human world). I love their banter, I love Yeon Joo’s crazy antics and how they don’t phase him one bit. She can literally flash him and he just tilts his head in curiosity like a puppy as if a beautiful woman isn’t just standing there in front of him naked in lacy black lingerie. I ALSO love seeing him slowly start to care about her more and more. I mean Chul is NOT harmless and he’s very very dangerous (he shot her for christs sake), BUT I think he does care for her and I think now that she’s told him the truth about what he is, he will grow to rely on her more and more, as well as care for her more and more. He won’t be as desperate to get answers from HER, but instead rely on her and work together WITH her to keep searching for the truth. In the grand scheme of things, I feel like as the show unravels we will see more and more how fate brought them together, and just how much they need each other. 

The role reversal amazes me too, it’s so much fun to watch HER constantly saving HIM. That she’s his saviour, his only hope, “the key to his life”. That he needs her, relies on her, and how she’s his connection to the human world, to HIS OWN HUMANITY. It’s going to be a blast seeing the entire story play out and to see what else is in store for these two because i’m already so invested in them. 

SPEAKING OF W TWO WORLDS. EVERYBODY SHOULD WATCH THIS SHOW. I need to take a minute to gush about how amazing it is. 

W Two Worlds is such a fresh idea, and every episode so far has completely blown my mind. For a show that does it’s episodes week by week, the quality and the detail is just amazing. It explodes on screen and there’s just so much depth to the world that has been created. And as if that’s not enough but the characters are so captivating that once you start you really won’t be able to peel your eyes away from the screen. It’s very fast paced and things you’re expecting to take place much later in the show, happen much earlier on. The show also doesn’t shy away from suicide, death and murder, sex, and isn’t the least bit stingy on kiss scenes. You don’t get the Jane Austen “and their hands dramatically touched” like a lot of kdramas. This show pushes the boundaries, and breaks the fourth wall. 

I also need to give props to whoever does the ART for this show because SERIOUSLY. IT’S. SO. GOOD. HOW DO YOU ART. The transitions between webtoon to live action/real life is amazing. They really deserve a lot of credit for their work!!!!

ok. i’m going to stop now. LOL

Hourglass

I used to be so okay with dying until I met someone I grew to love more than myself.
Before I met you, I was ready to meet my Maker, but now I don’t want to be a time waster, and I wish I had a history eraser to get back the minutes lost and spend them in a way that’s worthy of the cost.

“When I look in your eyes, I want to live; I want to try. I want to live. I don’t want to die without you.” 

I used to think it was kind of beautiful how I felt so magnetized towards my death. It wasn’t a suicidal type of yearning. It wasn’t even laced with unhappiness. It’s just that I wasn’t afraid of death and I was so confident about what followed it. My mom used to get mad at me because I told her I was fine with dying in my 50s. Looking back, that wasn’t beautiful to want to wrap it up here on earth… it was selfish and so naive. There are oceans my toes haven’t kissed and lessons I haven’t learned. There are souls I need to meet and love. There are gifts I need to give and moments I need to live. I didn’t realize how precious my limited slot here on this planet is. It is occurring to me just now as I’m typing this that my body will run its course and stop. I’ll be limp, and cold, and shit… my body is going to decompose! My birthmark will disintegrate, my smile will be forgotten, and so will my grades. My life will be a memory to those who crossed paths with it until they die and… I’m losing my sanity realizing all of this right now.

I feel my ignorance and apathy shriveling up as I realize that I’ve already passed through twenty-two years. That’s all I’ve done, and yet it’s at least 25% of my life that has passed. I’m not ready to die now that I’ve found my home in the bend of your arm. The kisses you’ve planted on my forehead have seeped in so deep that they’re growing gardens in my perspective, sprouting beauty in how I see this side of reality. How sobering to grasp finality—how indisputable a notion. I just want to slow dance in slow motion and stretch seconds to feel the weight of my fleeting presence instead of waiting….and for what? Life? This is it, kid. I need to feel the vibration of the second hand ticking in my watch. I want to be aware and intentional to do more than take up space. I want to watch you watch me falling for you like the gravity that is pulling grains of sand through the slender gap of the hour-glass figure your hands are tracing. Your fingers are following the curve of a body so limited by the time that’s slipping out of me as I’m pouring it into you. So when there’s distance and time between us and I’m watching the clock and missing you, I realize that I’m not invincible and neither are you, so I ask you to call me when you make it home so I know your life didn’t run out of sand too soon.

This feeble breath is pumping fleeting life into my lungs just to carry me to the next breath, to the next, to the next—inhaled, used, exhaled, repeat. What a strange thing breath is—we cried out after our first, and others will cry after we take our last. Every time we breathe out, it’s like we’re blowing away the past. I’ve wasted so much breath. I’ve taken 99% of them for granted. I’m so mad about the cigarettes that supposedly take off eleven seconds of a person’s life. Is that true? I’m angry just thinking about it. Eleven seconds that I could be breathing in more of you. Eleven seconds I could be filling my lungs to keep feeling you. Eleven seconds I could be holding my breath, holding onto you, holding onto the temporary that’s fading out soon.

I’m not fine with dying. Dying is easy. Trying, though—trying is brave. You make me want to try. You make me want to be brave. And when I die, I hope I’m hollowed out from all I gave before they hollow the ground to make my bed in the grave. By that time I hope I’m ready for it from all the mornings I woke up and started my day by laying my life down. It won’t be the first time you lay me down, but the last. It’ll be nothing but the grand finale of my daily habit from the past. You’ll lower me six feet, but I’ll wake up to the beauty of His feet. The grave isn’t the end, but I’ll need you until then as my truest, closest friend. When death comes, I want to stand tall before taking a bow at my curtain call. I’ll take a bow out of here and wake up bowing in a new sphere—free from time, free from fear; finally home, knowing you’re near. 

I'm going on a little (big) Janiel rant here

I feel like the reason why Joey might be afraid to be open about his relationship with Daniel is because Daniel has been his own perfect little secret for so long and he’s scared that fans will get demanding of them and they’ll be pressured into doing things and their relationship will be more about YouTube than love (I’m sure Daniel’s assured him it won’t happen for them) but because Joey’s watched relationships fall apart because of the demand on YouTube before he’s probably afraid, and since he just came out, he probably isn’t ready for any pressure. But I’m sure fans would respect it if he were just open about it?

Honestly, I don’t need them to kiss in vlogs, but just a simple confirmation is fine. They don’t need to be all cute and cuddly, but they should be able to live freely on and off camera. Daniel shouldn’t have to get out of bed so Joey can vlog, they shouldn’t have to stop holding hands, sharing things on social media, being comfortable around each other or holding each other around the waist. They should just feel free to be themselves in front of the camera, and they shouldn’t have to do boyfriend videos together unless they wanted to.

I feel like we need to assure Joey that we won’t pressure them and that if some of us want something, that they should take it lightly and put the wellbeing of their relationship before any demands. It’ll probably take time for Joey to say something, and Daniel is so kind and patient with him that I know they won’t feel the need to rush to scream “we’re in a relationship” because they seem so content with each other.

But I want him to know that he shouldn’t be afraid and that we won’t expect him to be all about his boyfriend all the time. It’s just that he shouldn’t have to cut heaps of parts out of videos because of the word “boyfriend” or anything that says “we’re in a relationship” too strongly, he should be able to feel 100% free. He might just be uncomfortable, but I hope that as his life starts to calm down, he can just sit, think, and slowly open up about it, without feeling any pressure from us to do anything he’s not prepared to do.

I don’t know, I guess we’ll have to wait and see, but I feel like we need to assure him now that he shouldn’t let anything fans say affect him, and that he should live freely on camera and not give in to any pressure he doesn’t want to endure. I feel like he needs to know that.

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Jared x Reader

Warnings: Swearing?

Words: 1,451

Previous Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21,  22, 23, 24, 25,26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31

Another late night guys, I’m exhausted, so I didn’t proof read.

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