i spent so much time on this and im still not happy

101 fluffy prompts
  • FALLING IN LOVE
  • 001: "You're really soft."
  • 002: "You smell nice."
  • 003: "I'm here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses."
  • 004: "Is it possible to love too much?"
  • 005: "I don't wanna get up-- you're comfy."
  • 006: "I will always be there protect you."
  • 007: "I'm cold. Come closer."
  • 008: "I love you a lot, but please stop trying to cook me dinner, you suck.”
  • 009: "The stars look especially lovely tonight."
  • 010: "I've never seen such gorgeous eyes before."
  • 011: "May I have this dance?"
  • 012: "I can't stop thinking about you."
  • 013: "You'll never feel alone with me by your side."
  • 014: "Let's get to know each other over dinner."
  • 015: "All I want is you."
  • 016: "I could never leave you, I love you too much!"
  • 017: "A fairytale with a happy ending always brings a smile to my face."
  • 018: "I want to hear you sing."
  • 019: "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you."
  • 020: "You look incredible in that."
  • 021: "He/She's quite stunning, isn't he/she?"
  • 022: "Sometimes I just can't control myself when around you."
  • 023: "Do you believe in love at first sight?"
  • 024: "I think I'm in love."
  • 025: "I’d like it if you stayed.
  • 026: "People are jerks, but not you."
  • 027: "I'll share the blankets with you."
  • 028: "I have never felt this way about anyone."
  • 029: "I want this to never end..."
  • 030: "Can I kiss you?"
  • LIVING TOGETHER
  • 031: "I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks."
  • 032: "Who changed the thermostat settings? I’m freezing to death."
  • 033: "Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?"
  • 034: "You can put your cold feet on me."
  • 035: "Your stray red item turned my whites pink."
  • 036: "A thunderstorm is rolling through town and you’re scared of lightening/thunder so I’ll protect you."
  • 037: "There was a power outage and now we have to have dinner by candlelight."
  • 038: "Rock Paper Scissors to see who has to go talk to the neighbors upstairs for being too loud."
  • 039: "I just came home to you crying while watching a movie, please tell me what’s going on."
  • 040: "Our AC is out and it’s the middle of the summer."
  • 041: "You found me crying on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night surrounded by a shattered jelly jar."
  • 042: "My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on"
  • 043: "We’re repainting the apartment and going to the hardware store together to pick out color swatches."
  • 044: "IF YOU USE UP ALL THE HOT WATER ONE MORE TIME IM GOING TO BAN YOU TO THE COUCH FOR A MONTH."
  • 045: "We’re watching Toy Story 3 and we can’t stop crying."
  • WEDDINGS/PROPOSALS
  • 046: "I caught the bouquet"
  • 047: "My ex just invited me to their wedding and I need you to be my date so it doesn’t look like I’ve spent the last few years failing to get over them."
  • 048: "We accidentally got married in Vegas oops"
  • 049: "I’m really drunk, please help me get safely out of the way so I don’t ruin our friend’s wedding."
  • 050: "I planned out this super romantic proposal and you just ruined it by beating me to whole proposing thing."
  • 051: "I wasn’t planning on asking you, but it appeared to me that life is short. Will you marry me? "
  • 052: "If you shove cake in my face this will be the worst wedding night of your life."
  • 053: "Do you take this man/woman to be your lawfully wedded husband/wife? "
  • 054: "May I have this dance, wife/husband? "
  • 055: "You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m so happy I can finally call you my wife/husband."
  • 056: "I jokingly told you that the only way I’d marry you was if you did this weird outlandish thing, and you actually did it, and I’m kind of charmed."
  • 057: "This is probably a bad time, but marry me?"
  • MARRIED LIFE
  • 058: "We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about. "
  • 059: "Your ‘miracle hangover cure’ couldn’t possibly beat mine."
  • 060: "I know you haven’t had the best experience with dogs in the past but look at its face please please can we keep it?"
  • 061: "I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary, but everything that could go wrong, did go wrong."
  • 062: "I beat you at Mario Kart and now you're banishing me to the couch for the night?”
  • 063: "I surprised you with tickets to see our favorite band… WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU SURPRISED ME WITH TICKETS TO SEE THEM TOO?"
  • 064: "I know we had a big fight but we still need to decorate the house for the holidays."
  • 065: "Oh! Hey! Could you come and taste this to see if it's okay?"
  • 066: "We’re arguing over book versus movie."
  • 067: "I came home to a Nerf gun on the front porch and a note that says ‘Here is your weapon. I have one too. Loser cooks dinner. Good luck. xo’"
  • 068: "We’ve been celebrating our wedding anniversary on the wrong day for the past nine years."
  • 069: "You had a business trip and I missed you so much that I kind of tore up the house in your absence like a dog with separation anxiety… sorry?"
  • 070: "We both have nowhere else to be so we get to spend our rare day off at home."
  • PREGNANCY
  • 071: "I bet it’s a girl/boy."
  • 072: "Do you think it’s possible that I…might be… pregnant? "
  • 073: "I thought I was pregnant but the test must have been wrong. I’m not. "
  • 074: "You’re lucky I’m pregnant!"
  • 075: "Can you help me up, your child is pretty heavy."
  • 076: "I could really use a foot rub right now."
  • 077: "Your dad is really excited to meet you soon, it’s driving me crazy."
  • 078: "Do you wanna know the sex of the baby?"
  • 079: "The baby’s kicks are keeping me up at night."
  • 080: "Did you feel that?"
  • 081: "I can’t fit into my favorite dress anymore. "
  • 082: "OH MY GOD I’M GOING INTO LABOR. WHAT DO WE DO NOW?!
  • 083: "I can’t be pregnant… or….OH MY GOD! "
  • 084: "I think you might be pregnant.”
  • 085: "It’s 2 am but you’re craving cake and we’re both up anyway so let’s bake in our underwear."
  • PARENTING
  • 086: "I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes."
  • 087: "Sh…they’re asleep."
  • 088: "I think someone had a little accident with the finger paint."
  • 089: "Mondays are your diaper days."
  • 090: "Our kid is totally the one who wanted to build a pillow fort, not me."
  • 091: "Ooh…someone’s got a tummy ache."
  • 092: "Are you sure you don’t want me to drop them off myself? I don’t think you could handle seeing them off alone."
  • 093: "I told you we should have just gotten that German Shepherd puppy."
  • 094: "What do you think for their punishment? Grounding? No video games? No going out for a week?"
  • 095: "Mm…your kid before five in the morning."
  • 096: "Come on now, I think you’re being too harsh. He/she’s just a kid. Remember all of the stupid things we used to do when we were their age?"
  • 097: "So, how should we break the news that they’re going to have a new baby brother or sister?"
  • 098: "I think we should have another."
  • 099: "Why wasn’t I invited to your wedding?"
  • 100: "Okay fine, one more story, but then you really have to go to bed."
  • 101: "…They just grow up so fast."
Reasons To Love Svt

  • not so Subjectively the best group ever 
  • They were supposed to debut years before they actually did 
  • The fact they kept going after something like that 
  • Like we get upset when a single members been training for a long time cough sm rookies cough
  • But svt as a group had to wait 
  • But when they did debut they were such a hit 
  • Like carats couldn’t be more proud
  • They grew in popularity so fast too 
  • We couldn’t be more proud 
  • The relationships between the members is half the fun
  • They love each other like family so much 
  • Constantly looking out for each other 
  • Seungkwan feeling bad about his body?
  • 12 other members will be right by his side to reassure him he’s perfect just the way he is
  • Mingyu messing with the filters because he’s worried about his skin color?
  • Someone will be saying he doesn’t need a filter within seconds 
  • When chan graduated a good handful went to go see him
  • Like if that isn’t love what is?
  • With 13 members you’d think someone is bound to get left out 
  • And not that it doesn’t always happen 
  • The members do make efforts to include each other 
  • They are always having fun no matter how tired they are or how late it is
  • Turning lights out on each other when they are taking showers 
  • Playing rock paper scissors at restaurants to see who has to ask the owner to play their songs 
  • You can just tell they genuinely love each other like family 
  • Like lets be real
  • If you spent so much of your time with that large amount of people 
  • You would totally find someone, if not multiple people that clash with your personalty 
  • And i’m sure these guys have had that happen
  • But they’ve worked past that
  • To the point where us fans cant even tell 
  • And boy we find out a lot of things lol
  • What Im trying to say is that they are totally accepting of each other and i find that amazing
  • They love their carats so much 
  • So so much 
  • Like when they each wrote an encouraging letter for students taking the SAT
  • The amount of work they put into making their performances perfect for their carats 
  • They’ve been through so much for us
  • They always bow so deeply at their concerts and it breaks me 
  • Seventeen in carat land was honestly the most beautiful thing
  • Their carats love them just as much, if not more
  • Like ask a carat what they love about svt
  • And they will either go on for hours 
  • And never run out of things to say
  • Or just be so overwhelmed they can’t even say anything
  • Because their love for the boys is just too much
  • Its adorable
  • All of them are super sweet people 
  • Constantly encouraging the members 
  • And always so content with anything svt gives us like 
  • Carats are so sweet
  • Super artsy too i dont understand 
  • Predebut videos are better than any other groups omg 
  • Your bias list is never safe when stanning svt because everyone is perfect 
  • All the carrot puns we can make and they make
  • They are literally a giant meme 
  • And they never fail to put a smile on our face 
  • Idk if yall have noticed but svt has been making an effort to be more active on social media 
  • They even did live shows on instagram 
  • And they’ve posted so much stuff on all their social media 
  • They blessed us with their dance covers of happiness and wild eye 
  • Synchronization kings 
  • When i first saw wild eye i was so confused 
  • Because i thought my video had frozen
  • But nope
  • That was just part of the dance
  • They have such a unique style
  • Like three units but one group
  • And they still all function as one working group 
  • 13 members, 3 units, 1 team = Seventeen 
  • Hella attractive 
  • Like seventeen is just made up of 13 visuals 
  • Everything they do is so amazingly aesthetic 
  • Their music is perfect 
  • That one time we thought we were getting a dark concept 
  • And it said Only for today 
  • And we were like !!!!!!!!
  • But they literally meant only for one day
  • It was just a black and white filter 
  • And we were freaking speechless 
  • Lmao that was a wild time 
  • But the fact that even the rappers can sing
  • And it sounds like heaven 
  • They are all really respectful 
  • We’ve all heard stories from staff thats worked with them 
  • And there is never anything bad to say about them
  • They cover girl groups in a respectful way and aren’t making fun of the songs like pretty much every other boy group out there
  • They aren’t in it for the fame 
  • They just want to make music
  • Cause i mean, lets be real, if their only goal was to be famous they wouldn’t have have ended up at Pledis lol
  • They are super super humble
  • How hype they get with each other 
  • They are their number one fans 
  • No one loves svt more than svt loves them
  • Its fantastic 
  • Freaking Bong Bong
  • Our lovely Kim Bong Bong
  • The fact that bongbongie represents the fans 
  • And they have named it genderless 
  • And hoshi broke down the stereotype that pretty eyes equals girl
  • Like when will your faves ever?
  • Their stages are freaking lit 
  • They go all out 
  • Whether youre there at the concert or watching a video of it 
  • You’ll get super pumped
  • And you can just feel the passion radiating out of the video 
  • Because they put 110% into everything they do
  • Stanning svt is like finding a new home 
  • Everyone is welcoming and warm
  • The guys just make you smile all the time
  • No matter what they are doing
  • Their love is neverending 
  • And everything is so personal and relatable
  • It feels like you know them personally and not like they are some famous untouchable group 
  • Everything about them just makes me smile and they can improve my mood like no other group
Taken for Granted (pt 4)

A/N: IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO HOPE YALL REMEMBER ME AND THIS SERIES. PLEASE READ THE AN AT THE END AS WELL THANKS LOVE YALL


You didn’t realize what exactly you had signed up for when you agreed to the job. Sure, you had some experience, but working as a manager full time was quite tiring. But you felt good going to bed each night, knowing you had done a job well done.

You became good friends with the GOT7 boys, and they helped you out whenever they could, knowing that you were new and temporary. The boys had recently released a new album and were starting their schedules at music shows. You barely found any free time for yourself, but you couldn’t help but think about the bts boys. You missed hanging out with them.

They still tried to contact you whenever they had the chance, but everyone knew it wasn’t the same. You wish you could make time for them and your personal life, but you knew that the following weeks were only going to get busier.


After a few weeks, your schedule seemed to be rather redundant. You had to usher the boys to music shows and interviews every day. You were proud of them for always keeping a smile on their face, despite being very tired. You were starting to realize that perhaps you didn’t really like this job. You were constantly out on the road and you had to deal with incredibly rude people and to be honest, you didn’t know how much more you could take. 

After one especially long day, you were surprised to see that the boys had a free night. You dropped them back at the dorms quite early and each of the got7 boys thanked you as the got out of the van. Pretty soon, you found your way to your own apartment and was getting ready for a shower when you heard your phone buzz. 

You couldn’t help but smile at your phone. You loved Jin like a brother, but why did you feel your heart flutter a bit? Over these last few weeks, you had learned to forgive Namjoon too. You didn’t want to cut him out completely because you loved all the boys too much to do that. And with being so busy with work, you had learned to get over your feelings. You had the confidence to look at Namjoon now without butterflies in your stomach, you were sure.

You placed your phone down and went to take a shower. After relaxing into the warmth of the water, your mind began to race with the possibilities of writing music. Hell, you even had a minor in music from college. Classmates and colleagues had told you a countless amount of times that you had talent, but weren’t they just being friendly? But after what Jin had mentioned, you now had something serious to consider. It had been a long time since you had written a song, and you were quite scared to show anyone your work, but you realized how happy it would make you hearing someone perform your piece.

And so, after months, you pulled out your guitar and empty sheet music and spent hours, writing and playing whatever came to mind. 


Jin placed his phone down with a smile on his own face. He missed talking to you, your playful banter. He missed seeing you around the dorms watching movies or helping him cook or trying whatever it is he made. He just missed your company. So he was content with these small moments he had with you, even if it were simply over text. He couldn’t help but feel excited about seeing you soon at music shows. 

Namjoon sat across from Jin, noticing the look on his hyung’s face. “What are you smiling about?” he asks, laughing. 

“Huh? Oh nothing” Jin says, finally out of his trance-like state. 

“Who were you texting that you have that weird grin on your face hyung?” Namjoon asks again. 

“Oh, y/n” Jin says.

And just like that, Namjoon’s own smile fades quickly. Everytime Namjoon tried to forget about you, his mind flooded with images of you. The more he tried to erase the images of you from his head, the more he found himself thinking about you and how much he was missing you. Of course, he didn’t want to admit it. 

“H-how is she by the way?” he asks, slowly.

“Good I guess. She said she didn’t really like her job though. I told her about taking up music again” Jin said, honestly.

“She’s into music?” Namjoon asks, quite shocked.

“Yeah…. I’m pretty sure she even studied music a little bit in college. I heard her singing a few times and she even writes a little but I think it’s really good” Jin said, smiling again. Jin thought back to the first time he caught you singing. You were cleaning up the dance practice room after the boys had left. Jin realized he forgot something and went back, only to find you singing and dancing with the mop while you cleaned the floor. He was immediately captivated by your voice, and he couldn’t help but smile at your funny dance with the mop. And before he could help himself, he found himself introducing himself to the beautiful girl dancing around his practice room. And since then, you become good friends with both him and the rest of the group as well.

“Is she thinking about changing careers then?” Namjoon asked.

“I’m not too sure. She said she would think about it, but I think she just wants to finish off strong with the job she has now. I told her we could show her the ins and outs of writing music if she wants” Jin continued.

“I-I could teach her a few things I guess…” Namjoon said. He smiled at the possibility of you two spending time together. 

“Hey, I’m sure she would appreciate that! I’ll ask her when she’s thought about it some more!” Jin said excitedly. 

Both boys now smiled while they looked down at their hands. “More time with Y/N” they thought, excitedly. 


Previous Parts: Part 1  Part 2 Part 3

A/N: SOO this kind of took a turn I wasn’t expecting. Hope y’all like it??? Let me know what you think please. How should the story go from here? Let me know if you want a part 5, or I might now really continue this series. I apologize again for posting after so long. I’ve been on vacation and then suffering from jet lag, so I hope you understand!

Mad: Part 16 (Final)

“We're all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others.”

Warning: Contains graphic smut

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Birthday Cake (Evan/Connor)

This is dedicated to @connorxxmurphy and her wonderful cake! This is for you! 

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Evan hummed to himself as he stirred the cake batter. Soft instrumental music played in the background as the oven beeped, signifying that it was preheated.

Evan was making a cake for his boyfriend. Ever since he was little, Evan has always enjoyed baking, but now he had a reason to make a birthday cake for someone!

“How are you doing, Hon?” Heidi poked her head into the kitchen. Evan smiled warmly at her, and started to pour the batter into the pan.

“Good, Mom. It should be ready around 6, and Con and I are having a date here at 7.” He said. Heidi beamed.

“I will get out of the house by then, in that case, don’t want to ruin a special birthday date!” Heidi walked over to her son and rubbed his arms. “Do you have anything else planned for tonight?”

“Yup. Ordering pizza, and I have his favorite movie. For a gift, I got him a new hoodie, and the cake.”

“Aw, Evan, you are the sweetest boyfriend. Connor is going to love it.” Heidi gave Evan a small kiss on the cheek, one last arm squeeze, and walked out of the kitchen. Evan put the pan full of cake batter in the oven, and set the timer.

As he started to make the frosting, Evan let his thoughts travel. Connor and Evan had been dating for about five months now, every day better than the last, but this was the first birthday they had spent together. Evan wanted it to be perfect, and the one thing he knew for sure that he could make perfectly was cake. He hoped that Connor liked his new hoodie as well. Evan has been guilty of stealing a few (or more) of his boyfriend’s hoodies, but he couldn’t help it! All of his hoodies were constantly warm and smelled like Connor.

Evan finished the frosting (It was a regular green frosting with a hint of a mint taste) and set it to the side. The cake still have 10 minutes to bake, so texting Connor seemed like the most attractive idea right now.

Evan: hey connor!

Evan: how does it feel to be an old man now? youre officially 18!!

Connor: i kinda want to take a nap

Evan: con… its 5:30 in the evening, plus we have our special birthday date at 7… pls dont sleep

Connor: bah humbug

Evan: babe…. Thats christmas

Connor: what are you up to?

Evan: stuff hbu

Connor: very specific

Evan: shut up

Connor: im gonna take a shower i will text you when im on my way to your house

Evan: okie dokie!! See you soon!!

Evan put down his phone. There was a few more minutes on the cake, so Evan pulled out the rest of his supplies. He would need to wait for the cake to cool before frosting, but Evan was always impatient when it came to baking.

A mint bar, some sprinkles and more green food dye. Connor liked mint, so Evan couldn’t help but go all out for his boyfriend.

An hour later, everything was set up. The cake was frosted, and was sitting in the fridge (to hide from Connor). Evan had ordered the pizza, and it should arrive around the same time that Connor comes over. Evan’s phone buzzed.

Connor: i know im early but is it cool if i come over now

Evan: of course

Connor: see you in ten?

Evan: yes!

Almost exactly eight minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

“Coming!” Evan said, shoving the cake haphazardly into the fridge. Heidi came downstairs as Evan reached the door. He opened the door with great flourish. “Happy birthday Connor!” He shouted as his boyfriend came into view.

Connor was wearing his standard black hoodie and jeans. His hair was pulled back into a bun, and he was smiling.

“Thank you! How are you doing, babe?” Connor stepped into the house, giving Evan a quick kiss on the lips. Heidi walked in, and hugged Connor.

“Happy birthday!” Heidi said. Connor smiled. “Now, I will get out of your hair. Have fun you two!” In a flash, Heidi was gone.

“Ready to watch the movie?” Evan asked, grabbing Connor’s hand. Connor beamed at him, and let his boyfriend lead the way.

A few hours and a pizza later, Evan had decided that it was time for gifts.

“Babe, you really didn’t need to get me anythi-” Connor tried to protest as Evan ran out of the room to get his gift.

“Shush!” Evan called back, grabbing the hoodie. He didn’t bother wrapping it. “Happy birthday, Connor!” Evan wasn’t going to lie, he almost felt jealous about the look of pure joy that Connor had on his face when he saw the jacket.

“Evan!” Connor had simply exclaimed before slipping the jacket on. It was a good fit, amid the sleeves that went a little past Connor’s hands. “Thank you so much!” Evan kissed Connor before standing up again.

“I got one more thing for you,” He said before going into the kitchen. This time, Connor didn’t protest, only watched him go with wide eyes.

Evan brought out the cake with obvious pride. Connor’s jaw dropped as Evan placed the cake on the table in front of him.

“Ev…” Connor said in a breathy voice. Evan lit one of the candles that was placed in the center and sat down next to Connor.

“Happy birthday to you,” He started to sing softly. Evan was by no means a talented singer, but this was a special occasion. “Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Connor, happy birthday to you!” Evan kissed Connor’s cheek and rested his chin on Connor’s shoulder. “Make a wish babe.”

Connor started to lean towards the cake but instead turned to Evan and kissed him deeply. It was only when Connor pulled away that Evan realized that Connor was crying. He quickly blew out the candle and hugged Evan tightly burying his face in Evan’s shirt.

“Hey. what is wrong?” Evan asked softly, feeling panicked. Did he not like the cake? Instead of responding, Connor just shook his head. After a few moments, Connor inhaled a shuddering breath and pulled out of the hug. Evan was quick to wipe away Connor’s tears. “Is it the cake? Is it too much?”

Connor laughed a watery laugh. “No, it’s not the cake. It is just, no one has ever done this much for my birthday, like ever. It means a lot to me.” Evan smiled, and moved close to his boyfriend.

“Alway, Connor. If I could, I would get the moon for you.” At Evan’s words, Connor smiled brightly, and kissed him. “Now, let’s get some cake, okay?”

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elijah mikaelson x reader

warnings: smut, swearing and adorable smitten elijah.

prompt: elijah finds your private photos and gives in to his desires.

you were temptation and you didn’t even seem to realise it. wether you were sitting with a book on your lap, reading quietly to yourself or stretched out in bed in your tight fitting tank top and underwear, catching elijahs eye as he walked past. 

you’d been living with the mikaelsons for two years, and ever since elijah had laid eyes on you, he’d been smitten. at first, it was an innocent kind of love, wanting to hold you when you cried or wash your hair after he’d ran you a bath but that had escalated quickly to catching himself staring a little longer than usual - eyes darting to your cleavage and well rounded ass before back up to your eyes. 

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Best Friends?

peter parker x reader

warnings: cursing, fluff, kissing

word count: 1,539

“(Y/N)!” Peter waved his hands rapidly in front of you, “Mrs. Morris is going to flip out on you, you’ve already been caught twice today,” he shook his head at your actions.

You shook your head, laughing at yourself. “Damn it, i just can’t focus today, sorry petey!” You tried to focus on the board, giggling at your actions

You tended to zone out, or rather, truthfully, stare at your best friend, trying to figure out how to tell if he’s interested in you. Peter had been your closest companion just since forever. Forever meaning too long ago to remember exactly when.

Your ogling at Peter still continued through the class, but to your luck, you didn’t get caught.. again.

Mrs. Morris continued spewing on and on about the subject that you had completely let escape your mind,

As the bell rang, Peter stood from your table, pushing in his chair.

“(Y/N), what the hell is up with you today? are you okay, did something happen? you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, i’m just worried,” His face filled with more and more concern with each word, “You never zone out in Morris’ class. Like ever,” he said.

You laughed shaking your head. “I really appreciate your concern, Peter, but i’m okay, I promise!” he raised his eyebrow in response, giving you that “Really?” look.

“Peter, I. am. perfectly. fine!” you said.

The smile that broke out upon his face made you want to kiss him in that very moment. He was the more considerate, adorable boy you’ve ever laid your eyes upon.

Your heart raced in your chest as the two of you discussed your plans for tonight, your daily movie night. It was usually spent on either his or your couch, watching the worst possible movies you guys could think of, just for the good shits and giggles of it all . Though, The Star Wars original trilogy was brought out every so often though, just because it was peters ultimate favorite, as well as yours.

“So my place tonight?” he asked, leaning forward towards you. “May won’t be home, out of town or something. You can spend the night if you want, i’ll take the couch.”

You nodded, grinning at him. “Sure, but i’ll take the couch Pete, it’s your place! i’ll be over at six, im bringin’ the popcorn, extra butter just how you like it!”

“God, extra butter? for me? You’re the best person in the whole damn world, (Y/N)” Peter said, mock excitement etched in his words.

You laughed, then kissed him on the cheek. “Just for you, Petey!”

His eyes widen, and you suddenly begin to realize what you did. You did that. You kissed Peter, fucking, Parker. On the cheek. For no reason.

You walked away, well more like ran, but you managed to take a glance at peter. He had the biggest shit-eating grin you’ve ever seen and his hand was placed on the exact spot where you had kissed him. He looked like the happiest man, but confused man alive.

You finally reached your home after a short walk,and began to search throughout your pantry for the extra buttery popcorn you purchased just for tonight.

The thoughts of the incident went through your head at a million miles a minute. We’re you supposed to act like nothing happened? He obviously looked happy about so, does he like you back??

Sitting the bag on the counter, you reach for your phone to text Peter, but are surprised at the fact he had already texted you.

“hey, (Y/N). you’re still coming over right? i thought we could bring out star wars tonight! :)”

You typed out your response, smiling at his text. He always brought a smile to your face.

“yep! admit it, you just want me for my popcorn.”

“Haha, no. I just want my best friend to come watch movies with me, but.. the popcorn is a bonus too.”

Laying the phone down on the counter, you made your way to your room to change into something much more comfortable than your current clothing as you were wearing jeans, which were the most uncomfortable pants ever compared to your pajama pants.

Before leaving, you sent your mom a text saying you were sleeping over at your friend Amelia’s house tonight. Your mom responded quickly with an okay

You left the house, making your way, walking fast in full on pajamas, and began your short walk to Peter’s.

The kiss was still on your mind with each and every step. Would he mention it? How would you respond if he did? Were you worrying for no reason? The more you thought about it, the more apprehensive you became, so you attempted to distract yourself as you walked

Reaching peters apartment, you knocked three times, followed shortly by Peter opening the door.

If it were anyone else, you would have felt very uncomfortable showing up in your pajamas at six in the evening, but it’s Peter, and he’s in his pajamas anyways.

“I’m afraid i can’t let you in.” He smirked, “Atleast not until you show me you brought the popcorn.”

You raised up the bag up and he dramatically sighed, allowing you to come in.

The two of you plopped down on the couch, and Peter began “A New Hope.” The Main Title began to play, and you didn’t appear to notice that Peter wasn’t paying to the movie at all, his eyes glued to you as you read the words on the screen with such excitement. Even if you’ve seen this movie dozens of times, you always looked beyond happy watching it.

Finally, halfway through the movie peter turned to you.

He nervously looked down, fumbling with hands, “Can I tell you something, (Y/N)?” He glanced up at you, “Something really, really important?”

A thousand thoughts flew through your head. Seeing Peter worried, or nervous made you worried or nervous. “Yes.” Your words were softly spoken.

He shook his head, a faint appearance of a grin on his face. “There’s this girl. This amazing, wonderful, smart, beautiful, hilarious, girl. I could go on and on about her,” He laughed looking down again.

You wanted to cry, you wanted to just curl over in a ball and and sob your heart out. But that wasn’t an option, not now. Peter was your friend, your closest friend, and you can’t force him to like you. Especially since he obviously adored this girl. This girl he hasn’t told you about. So, you tried your best to put on a believable face of happiness.

Peter continued his thoughts after you spoke. “I’ve been trying to talk to her, which i do on a daily basis so i don’t know why i’m acting like it’s so damn hard. I just want to tell her how i feel. But I can’t put into words how she makes me feel.” His eyes met yours, his gaze filled with love. “It’s you, (Y/N).”

“Peter,” You spoke, about to confess that you felt exactly the same, but he cut you off.

“I know, I know. We’re friends, but damn ever since you kissed my cheek today, i couldn’t get my mind off that one day possibly becoming a normal thing. I want to be with you, so much. I’ve tried to tell you so many times, but i couldn’t. I rather have you in my life as a friend over not having you at all, so i’m putting this all on the line telling you this, (Y/N). He returned his gaze to the ground, unable to make eye contact with you.

You grabbed his face, making him look up at you. Making his beautiful, brown eyes meet yours.

“Peter Parker, luckily,” You stroked his cheek gently as you leaned in closer. “I’m hopelessly in love with you.”

In that moment, you felt the most overpowering feeling of what you assumed to be love. You never wanted forget how this felt, this overwhelming feeling of adoration for this boy, your best friend. You wanted to feel like this for the rest of your life, forever. As The wave of affection consumed you, and you slowly leaned in.

You were nervous, and so was peter. The both of you were over the moon in joy that the feelings you felt were reciprocated.

Your lips met, and it felt so goddamn right. He leaned his head to left, and his hands met at your waist, pulling you closer to him, making it nearly impossible to get any closer to him. Your hands ran through his brown hair, the kiss being so full of passion, you felt as if you could do this forever. He deepened the kiss, making it feel like this was a just one giant fairytale kiss. You couldn’t describe exactly how wonderful and ethereal it all felt.

You guys’ began to realize that you needed to pull away, but Peters forehead remained against your own as you slowly opened your eyes.

While Panting, Peter began to speak. “Well in fact, I’m hopelessly in love with you, (Y/N).” He smirked, and you leaned in again.

“Whatever bug boy.”

An Unforgettable Ride - Josh Dun Smut

A/N: inspired by the lovely josh dun is my first smut piece! i got a request for a disneyland smut for josh since he was recently there and i had to post it asap. i have also only been to the california disneyland so if it’s not accurate that’s why. and im also listening to a classic disney songs playlist. enjoy. this took forever.

Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Type: Fluff, Full Smut

Warnings: DisneyWorld sex, public thrills, cursing, sex sex sex, unprotected (reader on birth control), dirty talk, blood, all the good shit (i think thats it?)


Touring with the band twenty one pilots was always interesting. But lately, you had felt like you were going stir crazy. No doubt, something interesting was always going on, but you wanted to go explore the world you were touring. The boys had a show in Tampa in a few days, so they spent those days rehearsing while you spent the day roaming the arena, laying in Josh’s bunk, or laying in the dressing room. The boys were about to wrap up for the night, so you decided to make your way to the bus early. 

As you settled in the bunk, you pulled out your laptop and scrolled through movies. You decided on The Little Mermaid and you sat back, not bothering to plug in your headphones, leaving the sound playing loudly, making you immersed in it.

However, just as Kiss The Girl was playing, you hear Tyler and Josh bounding onto the bus, laughing about something you didn’t know of. 

“Where’s my girl?” Josh called out.

You stuck your hand out of the bunk signaling your location. You heard the footsteps padding in your direction and you jumped slightly as a damp Josh whipped open the curtain. He was wearing a baggy shirt and shorts and his hair was damp from the shower he just took. Water droplets rested on his toned shoulders and you stared for a moment, but turned back to the movie. He leans down to watch the end of the song and cheekily turns to you, kissing you softly. You pull away laughing.

“Stop being so cheesy, you make me sick,” Tyler comments, laying in his own bunk.

You turn back to the movie and Josh squeezes into the confined space to cuddle up to you and watch with you. Throughout the movie, you share small talk and enjoy each others company. When the movie is over, the idea suddenly pops in your head.

“Let’s go to Disneyworld!” you nearly shout. Josh looks at you with excited eyes. Since they have the day off tomorrow, it would be perfect. Josh nudges Tyler in his bunk, who is facetiming Jenna.

“Hey dude you wanna go with us to Disney tomorrow?” He asks. Tyler pulls out his earphones and turns to Josh.

“No, I think I’m just going to chill here. You and Y/N should go though, it will be the ultimate goals!” Tyler emphasizes the last bit with a girly voice, making you both laugh. You silently thank the gods that Tyler is going.

Touring was amazing, truly in every way. But you and Josh had barely had any alone time in weeks and you were suffering. The last time you got two minutes alone in the dressing room, Tyler walked in on you, pants off, Josh’s bright yellow hair between your thighs. You hadn’t done as much as feel each other up since. Maybe you would get some more alone time in a Disney bathroom, you hoped. Twisted, so twisted, but the thought made your thighs clamp together.

“So it’s set, tomorrow, you, me, and Walk Disney!” Josh climbed into the bunk again, nearly pouncing on you with excitement.

“I can’t wait!” you responded with as much enthusiasm.

“Let’s watch Hercules now!” he said with the enthusiasm of a child, settling comfortably next to you. You clicked on the movie, settling into Josh with his arm wrapped around you.


Sometime during Hercules, you had fallen asleep soundly. Early the next morning, you had woken up by Josh shaking your arm and repeating the phrase ‘disneyworld’ over and over until you got up.

You slipped on some comfortable clothes and brushed your hair, applying a comfortable amount of makeup on the couch with a mirror on the table beside the couch. Josh walked into the room you were applying makeup to grab a shirt, shirtless and wearing black jeans and you couldn’t help but stare. You tugged your bottom lip between your teeth and stared at his back flexing as he bent over.

“Like what you see?” he asked, smirking and sauntering over to you. You nodded, still biting your lip, as he got close to your face. You turned to him so that you were sitting, facing front on the couch as he put his arms down, boxing you in with his arms against the couch.

“Do something about it, then,” he said.

You lunged at him, standing up and attaching your lips to his. You jumped, and he caught you, holding your backside with his big hands. He laid you down on the couch, settling on top of you, keeping your lips attached.

As always, Tyler opened the slide door and started to talk but stopped when he saw what was going down.

“Josh the uber is here- oh my god not again,” he said covering his eyes. You two didn’t even jump back, just detached your lips and Josh sighed, hanging his head.

“Alright Ty, we’ll be right out,” he said.

He picked his head up and muttered, “to be continued,” as he pecked your nose and climbed off of you. He slipped on a white tank top and you fixed your lipstick and adjusted your hair, picking up your bag and heading out the door with Josh following. You both waved goodbye to Tyler and nearly leaped off the bus, happy to be having some alone time.

The entire ride to the theme park, Josh was about to explode with excitement, as were you. As the uber dropped you off, you and Josh climbed out of the car and nearly ran to the ticket booth, paying and getting tickets to go inside.

Once you got your bag checked and your ticket scanned, you walked into the entrance, smiling and looking around, taking in the full ambience of everything.

Josh slipped his hands in yours and spun you around, laughing. You walked into the park, hand in hand, excited as the kids around you.

You decided to ride the ‘big rides’ first so that you can make your way back to the kiddie park and ride rides there on your way out.

After riding Space Mountain, Splash Mountain, and many others, you made your way to the final ride of the ‘big’ rides: Tower of Terror. This was your absolute favorite ride and you nearly combusted when you saw it. You ran to get in line, ignoring the stares you were getting. The people just in front of you glanced at you and snapped their head forward. When it was almost time to get on the elevator seat carriage. You looked and saw the person was acting strange, but saw the back of their shirt. On the back of the black shirt donned a twenty one pilots logo. You smiled at Josh and pointed. Josh smiled, wanting to poke fun.

“Hey,” he said, tapping the person, “What are those marks on your shirt?” he asked, smirking. The person and their friends smiled and hugged Josh, snapping pictures with him.

You had sat right in front of the fans during the ride and as the ride took you up and dropped, Josh held your hand tightly in the air as you screamed with joy.

As you exited the ride, you and Josh waved bye to the fans, before heading to the castle where all the princesses were. You snapped a picture of Josh meeting Elsa and Anna per fan’s request, and put it on Twitter and Snapchat, laughing at the explosive responses.

It had come time to start finishing up, and the last ride you decided on was the Little Mermaid ride. Since the ride was dark, kind of lengthy, and you were mostly away from other people for the majority of the time, you made an action plan in your head and smirked.

Sat in the seashell seats, once you and Josh entered the darkness, you leaned over and placed your mouth on his roughly. Josh got the message quickly and grabbed your face, kissing you so hard you may bruise. He moved and kissed the side of your neck, making you moan softly. You shifted so that he was underneath you and you were straddling him in the confined space. He came to your lips and whispered, “You gotta be quiet, babygirl. Wouldn’t want everyone else on this ride knowing you’re my little whore.”

The moment he said that, the ride came to a halt. You and Josh pulled away and looked around, you kneeling and straddling his lap, your heat on his crotch that you could feel hardening. The music still contunued playing, the visuals still moving, but the seashell cart you were in was completely stopped. It was strange mainly because the ride was a nonstop ride and was supposed to always be in motion. Part of Your World suddenly faded out and the announcer came on the loud speaker. 

“Dear DisneyWorld attendees, we are expiriencing some technical difficulties. Please stay remained in your seat and remain calm until the ride continues or instructed otherwise,” he said, then the music continued playing.

This was all Josh needed to reattach his lips to yours as his hand travelled to your breast. He felt it and cupped it, squeezing it softly. He kept your lips attached to his, and his hand travelled further down your body until it was resting where you needed him the most. He rubbed your heat through your jeans and kissed the spot on your neck that drove you crazy.

“Josh.. please,” you moaned in a whisper.

“Please what, baby? Use your words,” he smirked.

“Touch me,” you moaned again. 

Josh moaned, kissing your lips again, as his hand skillfully unbuttoned your jeans with one hand. He slipped his single hand into your pants and delved into your folds.

“You’re such a dirty whore, look at you. All drenched for me on a fucking children’s ride,” he whispered as you moaned at his words.

He quickly reached up with his other hand and covered your mouth.

“You filthy little girl, you gotta keep it down baby,” he smirked.

His fingers rubbed your clit in vigorous circles as you nearly bit his hand in pleasure. He sucked at your neck and bit softly, leaving a mark as you yelped. He continued to rub while your hands grabbed the back of his white tank in fistfulls. Suddenly, his slender fingers slipped inside of you, making you arch your body towards his. 

The ride finally started moving again and Josh only worked his fingers faster inside you. You felt the heat growing in the pit of your stomach. 

“J- Josh, I’m close baby,” You said, screwing your eyes shut, ready for the pent up feelings to be released.

“Too bad,” he said, pulling his fingers out of you and sucking them clean.

“What the fuck?” You angrily asked, settling down in your seat again.

“We’re almost at the end of the ride, baby,” he smiled, kissing your cheek.

“This isn’t over,” you glared at him with dark eyes.

“I sure hope not,” he grins, sitting back in his seat. 

The ride opens up again and you are faced with the setting sun and loads of people waiting. You two nearly jump out of the ride and he takes your hand in his, still damp from the events earlier. You exit the ride and the worker smiles at you, but your focus is set to one place: the parking lot. People are staring at you two, probably because of the light bruises on your neck and the obvious bulge in Josh’s jeans. You whip out your phone, ready to schedule an uber, but you’re cut short.

“Josh Dun!” a boy exclaims. Josh smiles, pulling his shirt down to cover the obvious tightness in his lower region. You pull back a bit and see the small crowd of fans forming. Josh pulls in the guy for a hug, poses for a picture, and you see some girls in the tiny group giggling and staring at you. They approach you and shyly ask for a picture, which you put up a fake smile, getting in the selfie. Just before the picture snaps, you see the large hickey on your neck, which is proudly out for the picture. Your heart drops, but before you could say a thing, Josh is the one pulling you away. As more people start to recognize him, Josh starts looking around. Once he spots it, he drags you towards the secluded area.

“Josh what are we doing?” you ask, frustrated and tired of him pulling your arm.

“I can’t fucking wait until the tour bus. We’re taking care of this right the hell now,” he mutters, voice taken down a few octaves.

He sees the ajar closet beside a restaurant and rushes in with you in tow. He slams the door, locks it, and slams you up against it, connecting his mouth to yours with a sloppy kiss. 

“You dirty girl,” he moans, gripping the bottom of your shirt and roughly pulling it off of you, sending your sequined Mickey ears flying. You do the same, throwing his white tank top to the side, his own Mickey ears going with it. You run your fingers through his bright yellow hair, down his arms, all over his chest. He body was a masterpiece and you wanted to touch every inch of him. The thing that set your nerves ablaze the most, however, was the fact that he felt the same way about you. He slips off your bra and runs his hands over your breasts, feeling your nipples. He massages them for a while and you moan, “Josh, please, stop teasing.”

He shoves your pants down your legs and his breath hitches.

“I didn’t even realize you weren’t wearing any panties, holy shit,” he says, voice breathy. 

You step out of your pants, kneeling down where your face was at his crotch. You palm him through his jeans and he lets out a loud groan.

“Please baby,” he whines.

You undo his belt buckle and pull his jeans down, his briefs coming after. He steps out of them and you grab for his large erection, expecting to put your mouth to it. However, he grabs your hair and you stand back up. 

“No, not today. I need to be inside you,” he says, lust dripping from his words like acid. You smirk, pecking his earlobe.

“Then use me. Fuck me until I scream your name and can’t walk.”

Something snaps inside of Josh. He throws you against a table in the small closet and bends you over it, your back touching the cold wood. He throws your legs around his waist and bends over you, squeezing your breasts. He puts the tip to your entrance and you arch your back. 

“Fuck Josh,” you groan. He finally slips into you, filling you up. You let out a loud moan as Josh starts his fast pace, thrusting in and out of you at a high speed. All the pent up frustration and sexual tension was finally coming out and all you could do was moan repetitions of his name. Since it had been so long, you felt the familiar tension in your stomach growing already. Josh kept his pace and you clawed at his back, drawing blood. He nipped at your neck and you yelped again.

“Fuck Josh, I’m gonna come,” you nearly scream, his thrusts only getting faster.

“Come baby, come all over me,” he says back, and that’s it for you.

The best orgasm of your life washes over you and the only coherent thought that can cross your mind is Josh. You moan his name again and again. You feel everything but feel completely numb and you are sure you come close to blacking out because of the intensity of it. Your body shakes as you ride the aftershocks, clenching yourself to get Josh to his high. 

“Fuck babygirl, that’s so hot,” he moans as he twitches inside of you. You feel him spill deep inside of you with a shaky final moan. 

Josh slips out of you and you look down and realize.

“Holy shit, did I really squirt?” you ask, shocked. 

“I’ve never made you do that before, holy shit, that was so hot,“ he says, finally pushing off you, looking for something to clean up with. You lean up off the table, feet touching the warm ground where Josh’s feet were and try to stand up, but hold the table for dear life, a pain surging through your lower region.

“Well you stayed true to your word,” you giggle, and Josh comes over to help you get dressed.

“Sorry, babe,” he winks, slipping your shirt onto you.

“Don’t apologize, I loved it,” you smile, kissing him again, stepping in your pants. You slip on your shoes and Josh puts on his own clothes. You call for an Uber and he smooths his hair down as well as yours, and puts both of your Mickey ears back on.

“Now how are we going to get out of here,” Josh’s laughs. 

“You go first and I will go next,” You say and Josh kisses your lips then slips out of the door. You adjust your hair so the multiple marks on your neck are hidden and slip out the door, limping slightly. Once you are both successfully out, Josh lets you jump on his back. Once you jump (more like hobble) onto his back, he winces. You slap his head playfully.

“Hey, are you saying I’m fat?” You scoff jokingly. You see the glint in his eyes as he shakes his head no and you pull the back of his collar and study his back. You gasp slightly and smile, seeing the marks you left going all the way down his back. You smile smugly and mutter a ‘sorry’ to his ear.

As you exit the park and head to the Uber, you and Josh receive the same text from Tyler, and a picture of you and Josh with the fans earlier is attached. You see Josh’s obvious bulge in the picture and your hickey, purple and proud, in the picture. You read the text and Josh lets out a hearty laugh.

 so you can manage to get down in disneyland and not get caught but the second the idea crosses your mind on the bus, i always interrupt? unfair.

You reply something sassy to his text and climb into the Uber behind Josh. Josh leans over to your ear and whispers, “You don’t even know how long I have been waiting to do that, we should do it more in public if it’s going to get you that hot and bothered.”

You nod at him, interlocking your fingers with his and looking out the window, watching the park get smaller as the trees passed by.


Requests are open

The Mom Friend - Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request- “Jeff Atkins imagine where the reader is zach’s sister and they all hang out together in a big group for the first time and the reader is The Mom Friend™ and stops them all from doing crazy shit”


“Yo Justin throw me another beer?” Your brother called across the room at the already slightly wasted teen boy. He nodded and chucked the can in your direction, causing you to duck.

“Watch it, Foley.” You warned, giving him dagger eyes. He chuckled and opened what might be his seventh beer. Jess and Justin had spent the majority of the evening so far partaking in intense PDA, they were as drunk as each other and clearly thirsty.

Deciding it might be best to move, you went to sit next to Jeff, your boyfriend. He smiled as he saw you approach and squeezed your thigh as you sat next to him.

Jeff and you had only been dating for around two months, and this evening was the first you’d spend together with your brother and his friends in one place. You were at Bryce’s. He had the nicest place and had decided to invite the few of you round to chill and have a few drinks. Most everyone was drunk, including Jeff, leaving you to Mother everyone and make sure they did nothing too stupid.

“You look really fucking good.” Slurred Jeff, making you giggle.

“You look really fucking drunk.” You retorted. You placed your hand over his and ruffled his hair with the other.

“Will you come in the pool with me?” He asked, his face that as if he’d had a brilliant idea.

“Bad idea, Jeffy boo.” You mocked.

“Why?” He sounded like a defiant kid.

“You’re drunk and I can’t be doing with you drowning.” You rolled your eyes, and placed your head on his shoulder. He sighed but clumsily dragged his fingers through your hair.

“I’ll get you some bread and water.” You decided, jumping up off the sofa to fetch the supplies.

—-

You met up with Zach out by the pool, offering him some bread and water.

“No thanks, Y/N. Gross.” Your drunk brother made vomiting motions and shook his head violently.

“Please just one sip.” You begged, giving him the puppy dog eyes that always worked so well on him. He rolled his eyes, taking the water from you reluctantly and gulping before handing it back to you.

“Now, im going swimming.” He pointed his finger up sternly.

“No, Zach, you’re not.” You told him.

“Yes!” Countered Zach, before deciding to pull his t shirt over his head.

“You going swimming Zach!?” Monty came out of nowhere, ran towards you, pulling his shirt off as well.

“No he isn’t.” You said sternly.

“Yes he is.” Sulked Zach.

You placed the water and bread on the floor by you.

You grabbed each boys wrist, turning them to face you.

“You’re not stepping foot in that water boys, you hear me?”

Monty and Zach nodded fearfully. Your stern mothering attitude always worked a treat on them, especially when they were drunk.

“Good. Now let’s get you inside and clothed. And then you can have some of this.” You took charge, motioning towards the bread and water on the floor beside you.

Both boys looked disgusted, but abided anyway.

—-

About an hour later, after making it round all the boys with bread and water, and then dancing with Jess for what felt like hours, you sat with Monty playing video games.

“I’m going to get myself a drink, do you want anything?” You turned to him.

“No thanks, Y/N.” Monty’s eyes were focused on the screen.

You wandered toward the kitchen, but stopped in your tracks when you heard voices. There was nothing like a bit of eavesdropping.

“Nah man, I gotta tell you something.” Your brother Zach’s voice drifted out of the room.

“Yeah, go ahead.” The respondent was Jeff.

“Y/N, my sister, you two, I’m so happy.” Zach fumbled.

“You are?” Jeff was trying to hide the surprise in his voice.

“Yeah, man. Y/N has been hurt really fucking bad before, but you’re different- I can tell.” He breathed, you could tell he was nervous. “You make her so happy, and seeing her happy, makes me happy, I’m so thankful you’re in her life.”

“Trust me, man, I’d never hurt Y/N. she doesn’t really like to go into detail but I know previous guys have caused her shit, and I couldn’t ever do that to her.” Jeff admitted. Your heart fluttered at the conversation between your two favourite boys.

“I know, that’s why I’m so glad it’s you. She means so much to me and I know you’ll treat her right.” Zach continued.

“I haven’t told her yet because I still feel like it’s early days, and I’m afraid she won’t feel the same, but I’m so fucking in love with her, Zach. Y/N is the best thing that’s happened to me in such a long time.” Jeff’s words melted your heart. You had to let him know you felt the same way soon. Damn that boy had you good.

You could almost see Zach grinning at Jeff.
“I’m so glad you’re happy too, dude. You mean a lot to me as well.”

“Thank you, man. Back at you. I thought to begin with dating your sister might be a bit weird.”

“Yeah, right-”

But you couldn’t stand there any longer, so you made a loud entrance into the room.

“Hey guys, just getting a drink.” You explained, pretending you hadn’t just heard their entire conversation.

“You want the rest of this, Y/N?” Jeff asked, holding out his beer.

You smiled warmly. “Sure.” As you took the can from his hand, you placed your other hand on his waist and leaned in to peck a kiss on his lips.

“Oooooh Kay,” Zach coughed. “I’m going to remove myself from this PDA.” He said, moving backwards out of the room, and you could’ve sworn as you turned, you saw him wink at Jeff out of the corner of his eye.

Jeff chuckled.
“Poor Zach. Must be weird.”

You laughed internally at the irony, given you’d just heard the whole thing, but brushed it off. Jeff had sobered considerably since earlier, and you were glad, since it gave you an excuse to make out with him profusely.

You leaned in for another peck, and decided to place the beer on the counter behind Jeff, so you could use both hands to cup his face.

“Jeff Atkins.” You smiled up at him.

“Y/N L/N.” he smiled back.

“I love you.” This was the first time either of you had really said it, but after hearing Jeff’s confession, you weren’t afraid anymore. Jeff was taken aback, but then, you thought maybe his face would crack from the beaming grin that lit up his beautiful features.

“I love you too!” He nearly shouted, drawing circles with his hands on your waist.
You giggled at the idiot in front of you, and went in for a full kiss.

His lips enveloped yours hungrily, both very slightly buzzed from alcohol. You caressed his neck with your hands and he squeezed your waist tightly, making your entire body tingle and causing a gasp to come from your mouth. Jeff chuckled against you, realising he was doing to you exactly what you were doing to him, and finding joy that you had that effect over each other.

Jeff moved his hands lower, cupping your ass before lifting you so that you were straddling his waist. He swung round quickly so that he could almost throw you onto the counter behind, you gasped again, neither of you caring that you’d knocked over the beer can. He roughly put his hands behind your knees to pull you closer to him and devour you even more. Your legs either side of him, he stood right up against the counter as close to you as humanly possible and tasted every inch of your mouth. This was something you could never get tired of.

“Jeff,” you pushed his mouth off you. “I think we’re going to have to move this elsewhere.” You panted.

His chuckles lit up your heart like fairy lights, and the love in his eyes wasn’t going to go away anytime soon.

“That’s probably a good idea, I can’t take much longer.”

He lifted you down off the counter, and you took his hand and led him out into the summerhouse, hoping for some privacy.

Your brothers blessing had really made your day, and you could tell it had made Jeff’s too.

dad!mingyu

Originally posted by hanwooz

this concept has, does, and will forever internally Scar Me. read at ur own risk…..

  • also this got really real super fast hang in there reader
  • mingyu and mijoo
  • mijoo and mingyu
  • they met at recess on the first day of 4th grade 
  • when mijoo fell down and scraped her knee from a rock on the grass hill overlooking the school
  • and mingyu heard her voice like a chime of a bell
  • and ran to the source of it, careless of who it belonged to 
  • until he found her, crouching over her leg, wiping away tears and smoothening out her bangs
  • the first thing he thought was 
  • aw, there’s a girl crying, i should help her 
  • the second was 
  • she is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen
  • so he walked over to her, ignoring the slamming of his heart against his chest
  • plucked a wildflower amongst a hundred of them, sat down in front of her, tucked her hair behind her ear,
  • and placed the flower right behind it
  • mijoo looked up through her wet lashes to face the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen with a smile so kind she forgot why the scrape on her knee hurt so much 
  • from then on, the two were absolutely inseparable!! 
  • little mingoo would pluck her a bouquet of wildflowers every year for her birthday until they were 14 and he finally realized that he’s aLLERGIC TO THE WILDFLOWERS JFC MINGYU
  • went through the puberty stages together like pimples yes growth pains yes awkward pants that would rise above the ankles yes hormones yes first crushes yes and puberty YES
  • both miraculously got hot in high school and went on to date several people but still maintained their close close close friendship
  • they shared their hopes and their goals and their dreams with each other 
  • mijoo had always wanted a job in animation and art, and mingyu was extremely talented and hopeful in a career in business 
  • mijoo had a job working for a company that illustrated children’s books, and early that senior year, mingyu found a position in his co-operative education at one of the biggest financial investment companies in the city
  • both had unlimited potential and shared every moment of it with each other
  • tbh best friends probs wasn’t even the right term to describe it like 
  • they were just lovers but without the lust 
  • but honestly since the very first day they saw each other 
  • they already knew 
  • that they were somehow meant to be together
  • mingyu was the first to realize it one day, lying in bed, taking a nap with best friend wonwoo at the desk next to the bed 
  • when the realization smacked mingyu in the face, like fuck am i in love with her?
  • and bolted up so hard he banged his wrist against wonwoo’s desk, spilling his coffee all over his textbook and spraining his own wrist
  • death stares from wonwoo
  • non-stop pestering to his 12 best friends
  • “guys i think i’m in love with her”
  • “do i tell her??” 
  • “WHAT’S LOVE HOW DO I KNOW I’M IN LOVE IF I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS”
  • “guys what do i do”
  • “guys i think i’m in love with her”
  • “guys i’m scared”
  • “guys what do i do”
  • “gu–”
  • “mingyu, juST OIFDJGSOIDFGJSDOIFGJSDJFGO”
  • ^ probably wonwoo/minghao
  • mingyu was convinced it was just him feeling this way, bc why else would he have had the urge to place that wildflower behind her ear in the first place??
  • it was just a one-sided crush, he reminded himself everyday. it’ll go away.
  • until one day 
  • class president!jisoo decided on the last day of senior year 
  • to throw a party for all the seniors
  • “jisoo??? is throwing the party???”
  • “i thought he was all a jesus??? button the top button??? good christian type?? boy??”
  • “i can hEAR YOU SOONYOUNG”
  • everyone was surprised it was jisoo but he promised that it would just be drinks, some nice music, and mingling 
  • well that night mijoo wanted to have fun and made sure mingyu was there to watch over her 
  • so she tooks shots
  • and shots and shots 
  • SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS im sorr ry 
  • and drank way more than she absolutely should have for someone her size 
  • mingyu honestly was having a good time himself and didn’t seem to think mijoo needed that much support, since she never was that big of a party-er
  • until by a little over one am he found her stretched out on the bathroom floor, head over the toilet, heaving out her guts 
  • he held her hair back and brushed her teeth in jisoo’s sink before realizing it was probably a good idea to drive her home 
  • on the drive home, she was still absolutely drunk and began to say things that would then change his life forever
  • “hey mingyu”
  • “yes mijoo”
  • “you’re a really good friend”
  • “thanks i know”
  • “… and i think i’m in love with you”
  • BOY DAMN NEAR RAN INTO A TREE 
  • he had a million questions
  • until it hit him that she was drunk 
  • and it probably meant she didn’t mean a single word 
  • so for the rest of the ride to her house, his head was rigid on his shoulders and stared at the dark road ahead, ignoring the flustered, rosy-cheeked, warm and utterly beautiful girl sitting in his passenger seat 
  • who he’s been in love with since he was nine and who had just drunkenly and stupidly confessed her love back
  • his knuckles were turning white 
  • but before he broke the poor steering wheel in half, he made it to her house and quickly went over to her side of the door before the poor girl accidentally opened it herself and fell through it
  • she landed into the crook of his arms and he couldn’t help but feel that she fit there perfectly 
  • and somehow the two of them were able to maintain their balance to walk up the steps and onto the porch 
  • he unlocked her door with her key and led her up the stairs to her bedroom
  • the entire house was dark and the doors to her parents’ and sisters’ rooms were closed, implying they weren’t even home 
  • which made mingyu even more scared bc that would mean he would have to stay behind and take care of her and make sure she’s ok in her sleep
  • until they reach the doorway of her bed when she turned around and looked at him dead in the eye
  • it was fascinating to mingyu how the mere sight of her could send him buckling down to his knees at her feet 
  • those flustered cheeks, shining eyes, messy hair and rosy lips drew him in and he found himself unable to look away
  • “will… will you stay?” 
  • her words were clear and coordinated, sounding sure in itself, as if she wasn’t the same girl that was barely able to stumble up the four steps to her porch 
  • he must’ve taken a long time to process her words, and when he did, and was about to say yes ofc you dummy i have to take care of you 
  • she leaned on her tip toes and capture his lips in hers
  • as if that wasn’t enough, every ounce of his self control and pride shredded to pieces when she swiped her tongue across, whimpered and pulled away, whispering a barely audible, “please.” 
  • mingyu felt his world fall apart and piece back together all in a mere second and had no hesitation making his decision
  • whispering back a barely audible, “i love you”, which she undoubtedly heard, though he’d thought she hadn’t, he reattached his lips back onto hers and led her inside the room, blocking out the world on the outside of the door 
  • that night was spent rushed and hasty the first time and slow and calculating the others, all the while never forgetting to whisper his new favourite words in her ear whenever she wanted to hear it 
  • weeks pass after that night and everyone is thrilled the two hottest seniors finally “got their head out of their ass and confessed”
  • “thank u for that seungcheol” 
  • some more weeks pass 
  • and mijoo, currently in a happy place she’d never imagined possible before, began to notice changes in her body
  • stretch marks began to show on her toned thighs, she’d feel extreme discomfort on the treadmill at the gym after just 30 minutes of cardio, her eating habits began to change, she’d notice significant weight change and always seemed to be moody
  • she shared these abnormalities with her sister 
  • and mid-sentence discussing the eating habits, she froze and nearly fell to her knees
  • there was no way 
  • and as she feared, later that night, at her kitchen table with her boyfriend, clueless and munching on some pretzels, whiffing through a magazine, she slid the pregnancy test across the table, stood up, and walked upstairs 
  • it took him a second 
  • until he realized what the two lines meant
  • 19 years of age
  • and both of them were going to be parents 
  • he dropped every single item in his hand that clattered to the table before turning and speeding up the stairs two steps at a time to her room to find her on her knees, crying
  • his initial reaction was to freak out, of course 
  • what 19-year-old was ready to have kids? 
  • the money, fuck, the housing, their parents, the delivery; there were too many things to consider
  • but as he saw her there, crouching and crying and afraid 
  • he felt that he couldn’t be like that too
  • what world would this child be born into if neither of their parents wanted them? 
  • he slowly bent down to her and cupped her face, wiping away the tears with the pads of his thumbs and promised every single promise he could’ve possibly come up with 
  • he had to protect her and the child she was carrying 
  • so for the next few months mingyu did absolutely everything he could to be prepared 
  • thought of names, bought extra food in case of cravings, read books on the changes in a woman’s body during and after childbirth, sex during a pregnancy bc bOI
  • started taking double shifts at this office job he found downtown now that mijoo stopped working 
  • breaking news to the parents was difficult 
  • mingyu’s was a tad more supportive but mijoo’s were absolutely appalled and refused to acknowledge mingyu any longer 
  • mingyu didn’t know how he was able to go on, but he forced himself to 
  • until the day came around for their first ultrasound
  • and just as mingyu was searching for a healthy pair of two hands and two feet
  • he found… four?
  • his breath was cut short when the doctor turned to them, beaming
  • “well, mijoo, looks like you guys are parents to twins”
  • the doctor announced boy and girl twins, and upon hearing the news and figuring out what the two figures were, mingyu began jumping up and down in joy and was almost in the verge of tears 
  • only to look down on the ultrasound bed to see his girlfriend staring at the monitor 
  • in utter despair and fear 
  • mijoo had already been disappointed by the initial pregnancy, knowing nothing good comes out of being a young mom and she had to now put her dreams on hold
  • but now expenses were going to be doubled 
  • clothing, food, beds, chairs, toys, everything had to be more
  • it wasn’t until the third trimester of the pregnancy that it really  got difficult for the two of them 
  • they had to move in with mingyu’s parents, much to mijoo’s parents’ dismay, so his mother could help out 
  • they would go to bed together every night 
  • to mingyu waking up at 3am each time to see her back to him, shaking and silently weeping 
  • she would slowly avoid his embraces when the two of them spent time together 
  • mingyu noticed these, but still did his best to put a smile on his face every morning and face the hatred from her parents and the coldness from his own girlfriend 
  • so smiling and staying positive turned into breaking down into sobs and clutching his chest on the bathroom floor at 2am when the epiphany of how difficult it was going to be would hit him 
  • the babies were born during spring break, in march
  • mingyu held the two in his arms, the boy now named jiho and the girl now named jiyoung, and suddenly felt as if the mental breakdowns in his bathtub and desperately running to the convenience store across the street for mijoo’s cravings before she went insane were maybe worth it after all 
  • around the two month mark, mingyu noticed the actions of mijoo came back
  • would immediately toss the crying children to mingyu and bolted from the room, panicking and in fear of not knowing how to console her own children 
  • would nudge mingyu awake when wailing started coming from the other room at 5am 
  • often found herself frustrated with the kids when they wouldn’t follow her instructions and as the months went by
  • she just didn’t know how to connect, and of course, being two young parents, neither of them knew that this was a form of post partum depression
  • when the kids were 9 months old, mingyu awoke to the sound of jiyoung desperately wailing and jiho whimpering beyond belief 
  • went to the kitchen to find a single note that was written in a handwriting he learned to memorize every curve and swipe of 
  • “we would’ve gotten married in another lifetime, you know. tell the kids i’m sorry. i know i just have to do this. i love you forever, my mingyu. - mijoo.”
  • and that was it 
  • she left him 
  • the love of his life, the mother of his children 
  • gone 
  • he walked up the stairs to the sound of the crying, but went past the room with the kids, knowing he couldn’t face them right now 
  • he opened the door to his parents room, now sitting up and sleepily wiping their eyes, confused why the kids were crying so early in the day
  • with the note still in his hand and his life shattered, he climbed into his parents’ bed like he was a child and wept in his mom’s arms
  • now breakdowns in the washroom turn to openly crying as he rocks both wailing babies in his arms trying to get them to bed
  • work turns into taking so many extra shifts his body fails to support him and he just sleeps on his keyboard in his little cubicle sometimes 
  • but his parents take the kids to the village or other relaxing, vacation places at the end of every month and on every holiday so they have a chance to experience things like other kids do 
  • uncle soonyoung and uncle seungcheol always offer to babysit and look after the kids until dusk if mingyu is running behind at work, trying to pick up as many hours and money as he possibly could 
  • uncle wonwoo becomes their favourite uncle 
  • uncle jeonghan always brings by takeout whenever the fridge is out of food 
  • uncle seungkwan IS ALWAYS BULLIED 
  • “MINGYU U NEED TO GET UR ASS HOME THEY’RE LITERALLY HOLDING SEUNGKWAN HOSTAGE”
  • before mingyu could even calculate it, the years go by and it’s time for preschool, which his parents helped to pitch in for to get them into a good one 
  • and for the first time in a long time, mingyu realizes things have actually been going ok and he wasn’t in this completely alone
  • his best friends and his parents and sister never failed to remind him of that
  • he’s been spending much more time alone with them ever since he became a single dad and have learned to understand and connect with his kids
  • the older twin, named jiho, was the definition of warm
  • the easiest baby on the face of the earth, would eat anything he had to, never fussed as much as most babies would, would sleep all through the night, giggled at anything that moved, and loves his papa beyond words
  • the girl twin, jiyoung, was a little more boisterous than that
  • would flip her food and laugh a huge belly laugh just seeing the look of despair on her dad’s face
  • loved causing trouble and smacking her brother in the face but pretending to be cute when her dad scolds her 
  • the two complimented each other well and mingyu didn’t even realize when he became the dad that would be so typical so and gushy and smile at the way they interacted with one another as he just stands in the doorway and watches them 
  • so first day of preschool begins
  • did i mention mingyu also happens to be the stylish father on the face of the earth
  • ever see those videos of dads struggling to braid his daughter’s hair 
  • or not knowing what to dress his kid 
  • nOT KIM MINGYU NOPE 
  • fucking dutch braids his daughter’s hair
  • puts his son in a dress shirt and nice sweater over 
  • they roll into school looking like they actually have their shit together
  • when actually
  • mingyu woke up 45 minutes late and foRGOT THEY HAD SCHOOL EVEN THOUGH HE’S BEEN HYPING IT UP FOR A WEEK IT LITERALLY JUST SLIPPED HIS MIND 
  • didn’t even brush his teeth and just fucking bursted into the kids room 
  • to find them already up and cleaned, waiting for their outfits of the day
  • and mingyu just sighs of relief like why are my kids smarter than i am 
  • but yes preschool
  • NOW HERE COMES YOU 
  • sorry that took such a long time here we go 
  • you’re the homeroom teacher for the kids and this is ur third year of teaching, yet somehow, the first days still give u the butterflies
  • so u wait patiently behind ur desk, going through the plan for the day, meeting the parents and such, and trying to calm your nerves
  • and hoped that the school year would turn out good 
  • you wondered about the kids in ur class
  • you wondered about the good ones, the ones that always greeted you through the door and never peed themselves
  • you wondered about the bad ones, the ones that LITERALLY used you as a canvas for their painting 
  • you wondered about the parents and how the crop each year keeps getting scarier and scarier–
  • “ah-cHOO”
  • “sh, dad, you’re way too loud”
  • “oh…. .. .. SORRY,… whispers …. hi there!”
  • your thoughts are interrupted when you see three figures walk into the doorway, two kids around the same height and a towering young man in a dress shirt and some nice jeans and converse
  • immediately your first thought was that wow he seemed so young??? and the kids looked like carbon copies of him so they’re absolutely his kids
  • and you were about to say something, but suddenly and uncontrollably
  • you just bursted out laughing
  • and the little girl and boy both tilted their heads to the side at the same time adorably, looking at you weird 
  • and sputtering and trying to catch ur breath, you were like
  • “ahah ahh why–why are you whispering?” 
  • it didn’t hit you until 2 secs later that that was .. … so …. Embarrassing…
  • you could’ve introduced urself but u just cackled like nice going y/n nice nice 
  • the father just turned a dark hue of red before rubbing his neck and gave a smile so shy you suddenly began to feel redness in ur neck as well
  • but u cleared ur throat and introduced urself regardless
  • “hi there! i’m y/n and i’ll be the homeroom teacher for classroom 4A this year!!”
  • mingyu led the two into the room, the girl strutting and smiling in awe at every single colour around in the room and the boy shyly hiding halfway behind his dad’s leg
  • “this,” he pointed to the girl, already picking up crayons and a paper, “is jiyoung. she’s… quite boisterous”
  • “and this,” he pointed to the boy, “is jiho, who’s a little bit more shy but i promise, will never cause you trouble,” patting his head lovingly
  • and he looks up at you, “and i’m mingyu, their dad!” and extended his hand 
  • you feel your breath catch in ur throat because wow
  • what a beautiful thing in front of ur eyes rn 
  • reaching out to shake ur hand
  • and smiling so kindly 
  • rip reader
  • so you shake it and only days after, when u were folding laundry at home with some reality tv show in the background, replaying that iconic moment over and over, that you suddenly recall
  • … didn’t he sneeze directly into his hand that time????
  • ANYWHO
  • he explained how he sometimes has work shifts that could possibly stretch a little later than the time the school closes on weekdays, so either his parents or sister will pick him up 
  • “OR UNCLE WONWOO!!!” jiyoung adds from the background
  • and you tell him it’s absolutely fine and you won’t even mind staying behind just to make sure the kids are rested before they’re picked up if it comes down to the last resort and no one can pick him up 
  • and if u thought his smile was kind before
  • bro
  • u aint seen dis one 
  • cause this one started from his eyes
  • they glistened for a quick second before he looked down shyly
  • then back up at you, canines flashing and eyes shimmering, almost astounded at your response
  • as if he was relieved and grateful somehow
  • and from the way you see the dark circles under his eyes and the quick, messy push of his hair from getting ready this morning, to him later being the only father at the orientation and sneaking in funny faces at his twins sitting in the front row, to him reading through each and every sentence in the pamphlet of the curriculum for the kids you gave it, you had an abnormal itch to ask him about more 
  • but knew that you couldn’t bc it would be rude 
  • so thats how you meet kim mingyu, father of kim jiho and kim jiyoung of classroom 4A 
  • so from then on, for the first week, though you learn to practice names and memorize likes, dislikes, tendencies, and personalities of the girls and boys in your class, your mind keeps drifting off to the tall, young boy that, because of his kids, was seemingly way beyond his years 
  • and for all but one, you are met every single day after school for months by a rushing mingyu in his office attire and dangling briefcase, always almost out of breath, there to pick his kids up without remembering to thank you a million times first 
  • and as he waits for the other teachers to assist the kids with their jackets and backpacks, you guys always have these 1-minute conversations 
  • “so how were they today?” 
  • “they were good! jiho, as usual, had the cleanest painting of all”
  • “that’s my boy!”
  • “and jiyoung actually tried to hit on this boy named namhyuk today during rece–”
  • “sh E WHA T”
  • leans on the gate too hard and falls through straight onto the floor 
  • and somehow scrambles up to pick up the kids, now dressed and ready and confused why their dad is freaking out and flat on the floor 
  • scoops both of them up in both his arms, walks towards his car after shouting a “goodBYE Y/N I HAVE BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF”
  • and starts lecturing jiyoung as they make their way to the car
  • “whyareyoualreadyhittingonboysyoureliterallytheeyearsoldifanythingtheyshouldbehittingonyouandyoushouldntbedoinganythingthatiscatchingtheirattentionnodatingandnoboysuntilyouturnlikethirtydoyouunDERSTANDmeyounglady”
  • and almost everyday is a spectacle for you, whether it be him putting on his best effort to scold jiyoung for accidentally writing on the board in permanent marker or when jiho, in an effort to be nice, wanted to lick his deskmate’s face to “help him get the crayon mark off”
  • but a few weeks after that, you were informed that work had become extra busy and it was his sister, minseo, or best friend, wonwoo, that would come by and pick them up 
  • and you havent seen mingyu in a while 
  • but you kind of just brush it off 
  • cause it’s stupid crush on a parent that just happens to be attractive and freaking adorable with his kids ugh 
  • until its friday night and you were feeling sick so had to call in for that day
  • and after a whole day spent of wheezing and coughing and sweating and sleeping, you dragged ur ass to the grocery store to make some stew bc god u needed it 
  • and u walk into the canned aisle to find some spam to put into the stew
  • when ur face to face with 
  • a human ladder
  • and you see
  • mingyu with jiho stacked on top of him and jiyoUNG ON TOP OF JIHO
  • AND YOU SCREAM IN SHOCK BC OMG MINGYU BUT ALSO OMG PLS DONT FALL AND DIE 
  • and they just look over at you so freaking casually and ??? until !!! IT’S MS. Y/N!!!
  • AND YOU’RE LIKE OMG PLS DONT FALL BE CAREFUL
  • and mingyu can’t even say anything back 
  • bc little did you know 
  • after a few weeks of being caught up in so many shifts,
  • he came today to pick up his twins to find you not there 
  • but guess what today was 
  • valentine’s day
  • and guess what he was holding
  • fLOWERS 
  • and he promised himself it was just a gift from the kids to her and nOTHING ELSE 
  • so when he hung his mouth open, speechless and stuttering, jiyoung just rolled her eyes at her obviously pathetic, crush-ridden dad and explained
  • “dont worry miss!! we do this all the time!! jiho just really wanted some canned beans, but they always stack it way too high for us”
  • you were still concerned but saw jiho nod at you, so you knew that if he approved, it was all good LOL
  • so you were like phew ok!!!
  • mingyu gets himself together after putting the kids down and finally says hi to you
  • and tries to suavely, casually, coolly be like
  • “so, ahem, um, why weren’t you, you know, at school today… yeah?”
  • behind the rack of ranch dip jiho just sighs and jiyoung facepalms 
  • you explain you haven’t been feeling well and just needed some time to rest
  • until he was like oh so you’re not doing anything for valentine’s day??
  • and you just blank
  • bc omg you forgot???
  • and you’re both just standing there awkwardly, absorbed in your own thoughts of each other, until jiyoung bursts in with her fucking superhero cape and is like 
  • “hey, ms. y/n, how about you come over for dinner tonight!! you’re not feeling well so you shouldn’t cook”
  • and you immediately want to decline bc you’re also a .. .. . huge eater… … and kim mingyu must never ever ever ever see that side of you 
  • until mingyu lights up and nods his head like an overexcited puppy, going, “yes yes! come! my parents are out of town and i’m a pretty good co–” and then realizes what he could’ve meant when he says his parents are out of town
  • “i MEAN EVEN IF MY PARENTS WERE HOME YOU COULD STILL COME OVEVR YOU KNOW like it’s just the house would be quieter and we can be as loud as we want wHAT I M EAN”
  • “dad pls just . .. .”
  • and you’re doubled over laughing once more at the antics of the kims, until little jiho tugs on the sleeve of your sweater and shoots you those puppy eyes
  • and you know you can’t decline 
  • so that’s how you ended up in the kitchen of the mingyu household 
  • and witnessed the most amazing sight you’ve ever seen
  • jiyoung was propped up on a chair, reaching for the bowls and opening drawers for utensils before neatly climbing down and setting them on the dinner table
  • and jiho was sitting on the counter beside his dad, helping sort vegetables, choose ingredients and gigging at his dad’s occasional vegetable puns
  • “hey, jiho, what is green and sings? elvis PARSLEY”
  • i just fucking cant w kim mingyu
  • but mingyu
  • mingyu
  • if you hadn’t admitted your crush on him then, you cerTAINLY FUCKING DID NOW 
  • with an apron tied neatly in the back by jiyoung and his sleeves rolled up by jiho (can u imagine so f uck ign cut ete), he worked with hands so fast and diligent you began to just drown in the sight of him 
  • and noticed how this entire family worked like a well-oiled, loving machine
  • he beckoned you to come over and try some 
  • and you actually hate it when people feed u like god gave me hands pls allow me to use them thx 
  • but the sight of him holding a ladle in one hand and his eyes hopeful and excited for you to try his cooking, all pet peeves went out the window
  • it took you a sec before the taste sunk in and oh my lord
  • it was incredible???
  • you gushed and exclaimed how he could honestly be a chef
  • but he blushed and laughed softly to himself, and just shook his head, almost with a dash of sadness in there 
  • meanwhile the twins sit at the dinner table watching all this unfold and giggling and covering their mouths like omgogmgogmogm
  • and it wasn’t until when dinner was almost served when you realized a missing presence that a loving family like this would usually have
  • you were curious about the twins’ mother, and not that it made a difference with how you saw them whatsoever, but it had been a question you’d been dying to ask for months 
  • but knew you couldn’t, not yet at least 
  • and all through dinner, there was always a buzz of conversation, laughter, and swooning over mingyu’s cooking, which he always bashfully accepted
  • you noticed how jiyoung had her dad’s laugh, true and open, honest and delightful, baring all her teeth and eyes lighting up 
  • she also had a light to her that turned her dad to putty in front of her, and you saw a prediction that this girl has so much to offer to the world and her personality was one you prayed to all the gods will never fade out
  • jiho had his dad’s kindness, always offering to grab u a napkin or some more lemon for your pork 
  • he had the dashing and gentleman-like demeanour, always wanting to contribute to things as an act of kindness, helping others, and keeping his actions in check
  • it was strange to you that these kids were barely full grown kids at all, yet their personalities shone so brightly in front of their father that when the kids were sent upstairs to brush their teeth and change into jammies for a movie then bedtime, you blurted out as you were helping drying the dishes
  • “are you married?”
  • you hadn’t meant for it to come out so abrupt, but mingyu didn’t look surprised as he looked over at you and gave a small smile
  • he helped you finish drying the last few plates before taking two glasses of water and bringing them out to the living room couch, gesturing you to sit down 
  • he sighed before he began, “as my children’s teacher and now as someone i consider a friend, i think it’s the right time to tell you”
  • and proceeded to recall his childhood best friend with her radiant smile and demanding strut of her step
  • he talked about them sharing their first kiss stories with each other and secretly, subconsciously hoping that they could’ve somehow been each other’s
  • he described her with such a fervor and light that made ur skin tingle, because wow, is that what love really feels like?
  • he then went on to tell about the night he realized he loved her, to the night when she drunkenly told him she loved him too 
  • and that that was also the night that would change his life forever 
  • he recalled how her pregnancy was extremely difficult and that she couldn’t even bare to look at him some days
  • and finally, with strength, he pulled to the last chapter, recalling the morning she left him a single note and left without a trace to a world where him and the kids no longer existed to her 
  • of course at the time, he explained, there was no way he could’ve known that her post partum depression had drawn her away so hard, and really, if he could ever forgive her for leaving this life behind, as he said none of his close family and friends ever will
  • he also explained how difficult it was at first to support his family financially and morally, but is grateful for the love he’s received since 
  • for a while, the two of you were silent
  • you had no idea what to say, because what do you say to someone who became a dad to two as a teenager, had the mother of his children leave him by writing him a single sentence goodbye, and barely knew how to take care of himself at the time, let alone two others?
  • but as you both sat there in the silence, contemplating the moment that just passed you replied with
  • “do it.”
  • “what?”
  • “forgive her”
  • taken aback by your response, you continued
  • “of course, i’m not saying it was the right thing to do… but maybe it was meant to be this way, you know? what if this was just a way to teach you abt life beyond your own? what if, somehow, you were just dealt that card a little earlier than most? look where you are now. money’s coming back in, you have people who support you and will run to your aid whenever,” you look at him straight in the eye, “and you have two beautiful kids who are both just kind and clever and mature. maybe, you know, you being a father was your calling all along. maybe, just maybe, you three are a well-oiled machine for a reason.”
  • you can’t tell what those shimmering eyes were trying to say, but before you knew it, he placed both ur glasses on the table before grabbing the sides of your face and captured your lips  
  • because for the first time in the longest fucking time, he was heard 
  • for the first time in a long time, there was someone out there who was willing to take into account him, his lovely jiho and blazing jiyoung and count them all as a blessing, and truly, truly made him realize that life could be so hopeful
  • and you didn’t know if he was kissing you because he really desperately needed to hear those words, or if he honestly wanted to kiss you because he just really wanted to kiss you to subdue hiS DAMN CRUSH (hint: it’s this one), but you didn’t care
  • you kissed him back and you both moved in a rhythm so steady and passionate that when you pulled away and he dipped in, almost trying to catch your lips once more, both of you were red and panting and breathless and over the moon 
  • you also didn’t notice the two little ones peeking over the stair bannisters and almost squealing out of happiness and excitement bc their beautiful teacher!!! and their dad!!!! 
  • he rests his forehead on yours and just quietly mutters how thankful he is for someone like you and how, yes, maybe this is his goddamn calling after all
  • and you continue to stay on the couch to talk and steal touches and get close and bump noses and grab kisses in between sentences until you realize its midnight and you need to get home 
  • it wasn’t until you got up that you realized that you were confused as to what this could become
  • would you date? there was no way that would go anywhere for awhile though, knowing how wounds were still fresh for many parties involved here
  • but as you were putting on your shoes with his eyes on you, you looked up at him, ready to leave, and all those thoughts went out the window
  • he stole one more as ur fingernails bit into the skin of his biceps. sagged into his arms and let him, and his kiss, hold you up
  • it was a legendary, Princess Bride, top ten in history kind of kiss
  • “can i see you again soon?” he asked 
  • and u realized you had nothing to worry about at all 
  • bc as strange as it was, the way he was as a father and as a hardworking, passionate and resilient person was astonishing to you
  • so that night, when he finally let her go, he skipped two steps up the stairs to the twins’ room, to find them pretending to keep their eyes shut and smiles hidden
  • but mingyu fully knew and went, “come on, let me hear it!!”
  • and that unleashed the two loudest screams that could’ve woken up every elderly on the street
  • they leaped off their bunk bed and into his arms, bouncing with joy and excitement
  • jiyoung was smiling uncontrollably and jiho even had some tears in his eyes
  • after a little more dancing and embracing, he tucked them into bed one more time, promising saturday would be filled with lots of candy at the mall and coercing uncle jisoo to buy everything for them
  • he tucked jiyoung at the top bunk bed first, before doing their handshake (”slide, slide, fist bump, exPLOSION, snap, snap, swag”) and kissing each other good night
  • as he reached jiho, the boy already neatly and firmly slotted under his power rangers blanket, he sleepily beckoned his dad closer until they were nose to nose
  • he gave his dad a small kiss there, and whispered just as he drifted off, “daddy, can i ask you something?”
  • “yeah, of course, baby, what’s up?”
  • “i think… i finally want a mommy now.”
  • and drifted off
  • so when mingyu turned off the nightlight and walked into his own room, he leaned against the door, slid down against it and bursted into tears
  • happy, sad, relieved, afraid; he wasn’t sure 
  • but this was a new chapter now
  • a chapter where he maybe his kids will begin to need someone more than just him, and a chapter where finally, it can all become just a bit easier, step by step, slowly but surely

wooahhhhsodfkgdgf this was long. for those that don’t know, post-partum depression is a very serious mental disorder that depicts that detachment and abnormality of emotions between a mother and child following the birth. having a mother that has battled post-partum depression w the birth of myself, i thought it was important to bring light to it, and no matter how young or how afraid, help is always out there, and no mother or child should ever have to feel this way.

this honestly took a lot longer to write than i expected just bc it was a bit more angsty than what i normally write, and i purposely left the ending a little open so you all can decide the upcoming between the y/n, the twins and papa mingyu :)

enjoy, loves! xoxo 

also mingyu wanna like father?? my children??? thx??

9 Things Couples Do - Jim Kirk

Summary: People do funny, stupid, cute, and sad things when they’re in love.

Warnings: language, a bit fluffy

A/N: everyone, i love jim kirk. i hope this is as good as it was in my head and better than i actually think its mediocre ass turned out (i am sick, though, so who knows). it’s such a long fic, y’all.


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Jim assumed your favorite ice cream flavor was strawberry and you didn’t have the heart to tell him otherwise. Especially not when he was looking at you in the way he was.

Impacted by the width and intensity of his smile, his eyes were narrowed and illuminated. He looked softer that way— less authoritative, less like the Captain Kirk the crew served under— he looked like the Jim you’d fallen for.

When the girl behind the counter looked at you with an eyebrow raised in question, you gave her a half-shrug you made sure was hidden from Jim. “Just one scoop, please.”

“One?” Jim asked, turning a little to look at you. He snorted and rolled the blue eyes that could have lit up the entire old-school San Francisco parlor. “Baby. And here I thought you had a gut of steel.”

“It’s not polite to comment on what metal you think makes-up the gut of your significant other.”

He snorted again, his fingertips shoving you with a force your weakened legs didn’t have the strength to withstand. He caught you before you could stumble a few inches to the right, immediately clasping his hand in yours. “Still tired from the…” he cleared his throat, “walk?”

The girl behind the counter giggled loud enough to force your teeth into your tongue, your cheeks and the tops of your ears burning instantly. You squeezed Jim’s hand so a wince left his lips and he snatched it back from yours. “I’m tired from the actual walk here. It’s uphill. And I do have a gut of steel— a roomy gut of steel, roomier than yours.”

Jim titled his head and took his gaze from yours to meet that of the girl busying herself with your strawberry ice cream and Jim’s chocolate with peanut butter swirled throughout. He smiled at her. “Did that sound like a challenge to you? Did you hear me being challenged by the person that is supposed to love me, to uplift me?”

“I do love you,” you mumbled before you looked at the girl and took the cone she offered you. “He’s dramatic— excuse him, please.”

You looked down at the already melting pink mess, then back up at Jim. You quirked a single eyebrow. “But let’s say I was challenging you— that I’m betting you my gut’s roomier than yours. What’s that entail?”

“Whoever finishes the most ice cream in twenty minutes.”

“That’s a long ass time, Jim. We just had dinner—”

Ten minutes. No cones, just cups and spoons— cones take too long to finish.”

“The usual stakes or do you wanna modify them?”

“The usual stakes,” he said with a single nod. He was smirking so openly and cockily. It bugged you.

“We’ll tip you generously,” you told the girl who was now staring at the two of you with eyes the size and shape of saucers. “You just have to keep up, okay? Two servings ahead of us each time just to be safe. No stopping even when I look like my brain has frozen itself into a coma.”

Jim clapped his hands together. “This is what you trained for!”

“I-I haven’t really trained,” she said. She sounded nervous— a wise girl to be nervous, you thought.

You and Jim looked at one another, shrugged, and beckoned her to begin scooping.

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Shameless Imagines 3- The future (Lip x reader )

Paring:Lip x reader 

Requested: No, This just came to me

Discription: After a day of babysitting you and lip are laying in bed when the topic of the future comes up and you both talk about what you want, with each other

Warning: just a lot of fluff 

Words:1053

Originally posted by lipgallaghersaysfuckyou


You laid in lips bed, which at this point had kinda felt like yours as well, you had spent so much time here it felt like you lived with him. Which honestly neither of you minded. Lip never wanted to be without you and you didnt want to leave him so it worked out.

You and Lip had spent the day watching Liam, which honestly you loved. Besides the obvious fact that you got to play with toys and watch disney movies lip knows you secretly love but the fact that he was so amazing with Liam and it made you fall for the boy even harder. 

Seeing him with Liam made you think about the future, with him in it. You had grown up wanting a family, with a big house and a loving husband, most importantly raising amazing kids and loving them with everything you had, to be anything and everything but your parents and that was your goal, to be everything to your kids, to be an amazing mom and nothing like your own.

“Hes all tucked in and sleeping. He told me to say thanks for an amazing day with his favourite girl and that I better watch out because he could take you. My 3 year old brother is gonna take my girl” Lip says taking off his shirt and lighting a smoke. A huge smile spreads across your face as you scoot down to the end of the bed, criss cross apple sauce next to your extremely hot boyfriend and take his smoke.

“Today was a pretty great day” You smiled passing the smoke back and leaning your head on his shoulder.

“This is why I love you, other girls would expect dates and flowers and things I cant afford or don’t have time for with everything in my family going on. But not you, you offer to help me. You are more than happy to sit and babysit with me all day, and laying in bed cuddling is so much better than going out” He saig bringing his lips to your forehead.

“I would babysit with you anyday everyday for the rest of my life. I don’t need expensive things that makes you have to work your ass off to afford, I don’t mind helping out your family because I love you and Im not going to let you suffer in doing it all by yourself, we are a team lip” You said. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see a smile on his face. 

When you and lip first started dating you were so fucking scared that it would just be a hook up, that he still had feelings for Karen and that in the end you’d be left heart broken. That was over a year ago and after lip telling you many times “This is so much fucking more to me than sex Y/n, I want this, I want you” and him staying for so long you allowed yourself to open up to him, allowed yourself to love him.

“Hopefully one day we won’t be babysitting, they will be our little ones running around” He said standing up going to change into shorts before coming back to lay down with his babygirl.

“You think about those things? Like the future?” You asked, kinda shocked if you were being honest. You thought about it all the time, you just didn’t think lip did.

“All the time actually. Before you I wasn’t like this, girls didn’t stay over, I sure as hell didn’t tell them I loved them and cuddling wasn’t something we would be doing. But now you staying over is almost an everyday thing and when you aren’t here I don’t sleep. I love you and Ill tell the whole world and I don’t feel complete without you in my arms so, looks like Im a changed man” He laughed at the end causing you to laugh, lip wasn’t the the boy who sat with you and blurted out his feelings, he only did it sometimes which you were okay with but when he did it made you feel like you were on cloud nine.

“Tell me what you think about” You said placing your head on his chest as his arms were wrapped around you.

“Well, as college is next year Im hoping to make it through and get an amazing job, You living with me of course. Im hoping I impress some rich people and get a really good paying job. Once we save enough money I will buy a huge piece of land and me and your brothers (Milkovich brothers) we will build you the house you’ve always dreamed about, adding as many rooms as we can and filling a few of them with the beautiful babies we make” Lip had described a future you had wanted so bad.

“I want that more than anything.. Seeing the way you are with Liam makes me want that with you so bad one day. I want my children-” You were cut off by lip.

“Our, you said mine but if you even think for a second that we won’t have that future together you are wrong.. You are my end game y/n. You are my first and last love and we will have adorable babies” He said, kissing the top of your head after, you had millions of butterflies and it was so amazing to hear him say those things.

“I want our adorable Gallagher-Milkovich babies to have the life we didn’t. No hitting, no yelling, no sadness and no brokenness, just love. Just us” You told him telling the truth. That right there, was all you ever fucking wanted.

“If someone ever hits my child I will get Svetlana on their ass faster then I can get Mickey on their ass. Our kids will never grow up having the lives we did and you will spend the rest of your life remembering that we aren’t our parents” He told you moving your head to be able to kiss you, he needed too. He needed to feel the love he felt once your lips connected to his.

“We are a team Lip, you and me and one day little ones” 

“We are a family Y?n” He said before you closed your eyes and fell asleep with the biggest smile on your face.

[NEWS] Kai - 170510 Korepo News: "News from the final shooting of WOWOW's drama 'Spring Has Come' starring Kai (EXO)! Also, a comment from Kai!"

“In Japan, Korea, China, and all across Asia, the top group that has garnered so much popularity is none other than EXO. EXO’s member Kai will be starring in his first Japanese drama. Kai’s being cast in the leading role was a big thing for WOWOW, and just the other day the filming for ‘Spring Has Come’ concluded.

During the filming, Kai had to juggle many things, from speaking Japanese, to meeting with Japanese staff and costars, and adjusting to staying in Japan for extended periods of time. Alongside all of this, Kai had to travel overseas to perform with EXO, making the whole experience without a doubt very tiring.

Despite all of that, he never once showed any signs of frustration or stress, but in fact always smiled and created a calm atmosphere. In addition to that, Kai spent his free time wisely by using it to study Japanese. It was clear that he was making progress with each passing day.

From the camera crew to costars and Japanese staff, Kai would speak to them in Japanese. As the lead star he made sure to actively communicate with others, which created a polite and honest atmosphere. He elevated the morale both on and off camera.

The last filming location was on Korea’s southernmost island, Jeju. When the staff said, ‘OK. This is the last ahooting with Kai,’ Kai’s face lit up with a smile as he bowed his head countless times. He also made a white flower promise with supervisor Kawai Hayato and spoke in Japanese, ‘I will miss you. I will miss you,’ he said from the bottom of his heart, reluctant to part ways. Everyday was full of joy and happiness, ‘I want to come back here again tomorrow’, he expressed his gratitude. Lastly, his costars and staff all celebrated the completion of his filming. Even whilst at the filming location, the famous Kai went to each of the staff individually to thank them, ‘Thank you very much’, he said.

Kai’s Comment

‘The filming is complete. I am very sad right now, and allthe things that happened during that time are still rushing around in my head. Filming in Japan and two locations in Jeju was very fun and I had agreat time.

The memories I made with my costars and the rest of the staff, as well as the locations and scenes, will forever be with me. Appearing in my first Japanese drama was very special to me, and I hope that through this drama everyone will be able to see all of the hard work I put into it.

Please look forward to Ji-won and Kai and give WOWOW a lot of support. Thank you very much.’”

Credit: translation, dailyexo.tumblr.com, Source: Korepo.

Spring Breeze (Afterdeath) ~Vampire!Geno~

AYYY SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKERS-

Alright, first of all, I’m sorry I took freakin’ forever X’D And I know what all ya’ll are thinking: “TRASHY- WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG??”

Tbh have no excuse pfft 

But seriously, thank you guys so much for putting up with my bullshit and waiting for me :’) I hope this long-ass fanfic is enough to make it up to ya’ll, and if it isn’t, I’m sorry for being a failure-

Ever since school ended, I’ve been staying up till 3 AM writing because I wanted to get this done, but it took longer than I thought it would because originally, it wasn’t even supposed to be as long as it is right now. This is by far, my longest fanfic and it probably sucks.

Anywho, enough of my rambling. I’ll most likely die after posting this here and on Wattpad, but you guys deserve to read whatever I have created :^)

Also, please excuse if you spot any mistakes. It’s hard to spot every one of them, especially with one this long. Plus, I’m so tried X’D

Have fun-


Word Count: 17,299


Click HERE to go to my Fanfic Archive. There, you can easily find any of my past works :) 

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Some rly helpful tips to boost your Iman if you're struggling

hello my loves, so all of us struggle with our iman from time to time so here’s some cool tips to help improve your iman inshaAllah

●try to do dhikr like whenever you remember, it doesn’t matter if you say Alhumdulillah even just once, but whenever it you remember just do a little bit of dhikr, some of the most beloved words to Allah (SWT) are SubhanAllah, Alhumdulillah, Allahu Akbar and La ilaha illalah, Muhammadur rasulullah, so even if you say these words just once, say them

● SubhanAllahi wa bi hamdihi, SubhanAllahil adheem, is also a rly incredible and rewarding statement and Allah SWT loves it

●try to be more grateful, all of us are quick to complain but not many of us remember to thank Allah SWT, and even amidst all your troubles, Allah has still blessed you with a thousand good things, so even if you’re in a not-so-nice situation, look around and try to get yourself to pick out at least 5 things around you (in your immediate vicinity) that you are at least happy for

TRUST ME this works wonders, I promise, once you start thanking Allah SWT for random little things even though you might be having an otherwise tough time, Allah SWT blesses you SO much, I promise just try it a few times

Also I saw this quote it was something like “I don’t ask Allah ‘why me?’ when im struggling simply because I never ask Him 'why me?’ when He gives me something good”

●if you struggle with your prayers, start with this first, and if you feel lazy or you can feel shaitan try to convince you that you don’t have time, literally force yourself to write down how many minutes there are in a day and how many you’ve spent doing ________ activities and then compare it to the 5 minutes that Salah will take,

It might seem unnecessary but when you put time in perspective for yourself like that, it helps motivate you to pray

●start watching little clips on YouTube about Islam, those will REALLY help because we all need reminders, some great YouTube channels that have really great short clips are:

-The Daily Reminder
-TheProphetsPath
-theMercifulServant
-Bayyinah TV
-iLuvUAllah

● if you have anxiety especially or are just stressed about a situation, just keep repeating to yourself this, or a similar phrase: “Allah is with me and this will go EXACTLY according to His plan”

Even if at that moment youre having a hard time believing it, just keep repeating it to yourself as firmly as possible and I promise it will help, keep repeating reassuring and positive phrases to yourself

●try listening to the Quran more, if you just type in 'beautiful Quran recitation" on youtube there are SO many calming and incredibly soothing voices its amazing

●if you’re having trouble understanding some aspects of Islam or certain things/verses are questionable to you, someone I truly recommend is Nouman Ali Khan, he is truly a gem to our society, he’s SO funny and so easy going and he explains the Qur'an in such a beautiful and simple way that we didn’t realize before

And even controversial issues that at hard to understand, he has the simplest explanations for them (he basically analyzes all the tafsir of previous scholars and puts them all together in a rly simple way)

He honestly has amazing insight, and watch a couple of his videos about grammatical miracles in the Quran and you’ll actually really boost your iman that way
(He has a youtube series called 'Amazed by the Quran’ and its actually mind blowing stuff)

●Dua !! Even if youre having a hard time and nothing makes sense and you wanna give up, making dua is actually something really effective, Allah SWT loves it when we ask of Him and His Kingdom literally encompasses EVERYTHING so you can ask Him do anything and cry to Him about all your problems and He will listen and He will help

“Certainly the help of Allah is near” Quran 2:214


Just remember, if you actively put in effort, Allah SWT will always come through, just not necessarily in ways you expected, but always in ways that will lead to the best outcome in your favour

Yoongi Scenario: Naughty Girl.

Request: Hi can i request a yoongi scenario and the daddy kink? It doesnt have to be smut because i know you dont do that but i really like your writing. something like yoongi being really dominant and possessive but not abusive and the mc being kind of innocent kind of mischievous and playful. I imagine her working at a candy shop or something like that and then a guy starts to work there and he likes the mc so yoongi is vey protectiveand jealous. Idk if this is too much i’m just really thirsty Im sorry

Daddy kink.

Genre: Romance.


You felt Yoongi’s strong gaze from the bathroom’s threshold and blushed, you were getting ready for work and since he was always ready first than you he’d usually watch you. You were a bit self conscious about it since you always wanted to be attractive to him, but at the same time you couldn’t help but love the attention, his eyes following your every move, even if it was just doing simple things like retouching your hair. Smiling mischievously you thought what could make it better and started to hum a tune, something that you had heard in the radio but that undoubtedly must be playing at the disco, a sexy tune and thus you swayed your hips to it like you were distracted.

Suddenly you felt the pair of hands grazing your hips softly just before give them a squeeze.

-Yoongi!-

-You are happy today- he observed lowering his head so he could place a kiss on your shoulder. -A special reason?-

You shrugged, putting the straightener aside to turn still in his grasp. -No reason-

Yoongi hummed. -Such a bad time to be doing these things- he squeezed more and you squealed a little, but you were soon silenced by his lips. -Are you going to move like this while at work?- he asked half teasing half meaning it. 

You knew whether you answered yes or no Yoongi would react, it amused you the idea of saying yes just to play with him, Yoongi wouldn’t take it as lightly though, the thought of him rectifying that attitude made you want to answer positively but you were almost late for work. -No- 

-Good girl- he approved giving you another kiss. -I have to go to the office, let’s get going, go fetch your things-

You nodded, doing as he said. Yoongi always took you to work, first because it was conveniently close to his work place, and then because he wouldn’t just let you go alone, he was very protective and you liked him taking care of you this way.

As he drove there you only listened to the radio, today was a good day and both of you felt very calm with no need of speaking, of course you’d be staring at him from time to time because your boyfriend was beyond hot in his suit, a pleasure to the eyes. 

-Wait until that car moves- Yoongi instructed when you were close of the candy shop were you worked but not quite in front of it where he usually dropped you off.
You nodded, gathering your purse and things to be ready as Yoongi stared at the car ahead and looked curiously to the front of the candy shop, it was very cute, decorated with big real size candy like soldiers.

-Who is that?- Yoongi asked and you frowned not seeing anyone but then you did, a guy was arranging the exhibition outside the store.

-I don’t know, although there would be coming someone of proof period this week, it must be him-

Yoongi stared at the guy for a moment not liking what he saw and then his eyes drifted back to you. -Why didn’t you tell me?-

-I didn’t know he was coming today, and I didn’t know it was going to be a guy- you explained already knowing Yoongi and what he was thinking.

-It’s work…It can’t be helped- he muttered after a few seconds and looked down at his watch. -I have to go, but Y/N you need to be careful alright?- you nodded. -If he gets annoying tell me, don’t get distracted around him, I know you- you giggled at that and Yoongi licked his lips with a stern face which made you stop and nod. -If he gets touchy let me know right away, I’ll come-

You exhaled. -Yoongi, you talk like he’s going to be instantly interested in me-

He groaned annoyed -Do as I say- he answered back ignoring your comment. -Give daddy a kiss-

You obliged, getting closer to him to them put your lips over his, you expected a light kiss but Yoongi’s tongue surprised you, gasping you let it him in, humming when you felt his hands on your body, one on your nape and the other massaging your ribs and one of your breasts. 

-Call me when your shift is over- he said after he let you go.

-Yes- you were still out of breath but Yoongi stared hard at you. 

-Yes what?-

-Yes daddy- you felt excited to call him that, usually you’d reserve it for when you were going to play, in sex, or such times. So calling him that and leaving him made you feel frustrated, already craving to be next to him again.

-That’s a good girl-

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anonymous asked:

Okay so let's pretend that the RFA were able to talk to their respective MC in a language besides Korean so they've been assuming for the longest time ever that MC can't speak Korean. One day, they come home and hear her singing a song creepily in Korean and once they find her she's just laughing her ass off. How would the RFA react? I'm sorry I just have a sudden urge to see someone write this if your requests aren't open feel free to disregard this~

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long omfg ;A; But I hope I got what you were talking about??? ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

               -Since you didn’t start out speaking Korean in the chatroom, he just assumed you couldn’t

               -OOOOO A FOREIGNER, YOOSUNG IS HYPED

               -After the two of you got close, he came home early from his classes one day- not knowing you were in your shared home

               -He was in the middle of changing, shirt halfway over his head, when he noticed singing?

               -It was a standard Korean lullaby, but it was being sung quiet and very slowly

               -HE ACTUALLY GOT SO SCARED THAT HE GOT STUCK IN HIS SHIRT

               -Tried to run out of the house, thinking it was a ghost, but ran into the wall- resulting in him falling on his ass

               -You pull the shirt off his head, asking if he was alright

               -“MC WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE, THERE’S A GHOST!!!! A G H O S T!!!”

               -He’s up on his feet, trying to drag you out of the house yoosung what about your shirt

               -“A ghost? What do you mean? What makes you say that?”

               -“I just heard someone sing this lullaby all slow and creepy and we just, WE GOTTA GO”

               -Super confused when you bust out laughing

               -omg you weren’t laughing at the fact he had no shirt on, were you???

               -“That wasn’t a ghost, I was singing!”

               -One second, two seconds, three seconds…. ding! Light bulb!

               -“You learned a Korean lullaby? When did you do that?”

               -“Uh, years ago. When I learned Korean. Didn’t you know that?

               -when you fuckin’ WHAT

               -He is completely mindblown to find out you speak Korean??

               -Though now he’s really embarrassed about just assuming you didn’t know the language

               -Super happy to talk in either language, it makes him feel cool tbh

               -is completely pissed off when he finds out you sent a video of him running into the wall to saeyoung

*ZEN:

               -He always asks for an extra copy of his scripts in *insert mc native language here* so you can practice with him!!

               -You never understood why he did that, maybe he was just trying to be nice?

               -But he always did that with you? With everything?

               -Any DVD’s, CD’s, absolutely anything he brings home is in your native language

               -Does he think you’re more comfortable that way?

               -Obviously, you appreciate it but it’s kind of like…..

               -There’s no need to go so out of his way to do all of that for you!

               -One day, you were taking a shower and decided to sing one of the songs from his most recent play

               -You love Zen and love that he’s happy with his career but god daMN THAT SONG IS STUCK IN YOUR HEAD AND YOU ARE BEYOND DONE WITH IT

               -So you made fun of it by singing ridiculously, trying different voices, tones, anything you can think of

               -All of a sudden, the bathroom door is thrown open, slamming against the wall

               -“MC IS THAT YOU?? ARE YOU SINGING LIKE THAT?? HAVE MY WORDS TOUCHED YOU SO DEEPLY THAT YOU KNOW THEM BY HEART, DISPITE THEM BEING IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE?”

               -You just poke your head out of the shower to stare at him, watching as he starts to talk to himself about how beautiful his voice must for you to have learned it so quickly

               -“Do you know the meaning??? I can give you a word by word translation!! Do you want that? DO YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT?”

               -“No? I mean, yeah… You play it all the time… because you’re learning it but I know the words on my own, thanks sweetheart”

               -You??? Knew what the words meant??

               -He just kind of stares at you in disbelief before you roll your eyes and return to taking your shower

               -“Zen? Why are you still here? Go aw-” “YOU CAN SPEAK KOREAN”

               -You sigh and agree that yes, you can speak Korean, and you’ve been able to this whole time

               -He starts crying??? What in the world???

               -“I CANNOT BELIEVE I DIDN’T KNOW THIS ABOUT MY LOVE! I’M A TERRIBLE MAN, DON’T LOOK AT ME, MC!” not looking at you anyway, zen, tryna shower here

               -“Save the drama for your play later, sweetheart. It’s alright, I just never said anything about knowing another language”

               -Literally spent most of the rest of the day just pouting and feeling terrible that he never knew. You have to comfort him often because it was something neither of you ever really brought up way to go mc ya broke ya boyfriend

*JAEHEE:

               -After working for Jumin for so long, she’s unfortunately learned to assume if you look foreign, you might not speak other languages

               -So she’s already assumed you speak only your native language, so she automatically accommodates to your needs

               -Though you…. don’t need it??

               -You figured that she wanted to make things easier for you, which you appreciated, but you wanted to make things easy for her too!!

               -What’s funny is that you’ve talked to her late at night, after she’s been up for days, in Korean so that it’s easier for her mind to process what you ask

               -Did she pick up on it? Not at all. poor tired bby, someone help her

               -So despite the fact that you leave notes for her written in Korean, she just… hasn’t…. noticed?

               -Because she still talks to you in your native tongue

               -Seriously, you’ve tried everything to make it blatantly obvious that you could speak Korean

               -The easiest way to tell her that, ‘hey, i don’t need you to translate convos for me, i promise’ is to just straight up tell her

               -Except you didn’t get a chance to?

               -You were sweeping the house one day, belting out one of Zen’s songs from his latest musical

               -Getting into it, you dance with the broom, dipping it dramatically

               -During your dip though, you look up to find Jaehee standing in the doorway, at a loss for words

               -“Oh… so.. you really do speak Korean.. I wasn’t going crazy, then”

               -SHE LOOKED SO EMBARRASSED THAT YOU COULDN’T HELP BUT FEEL BAD

               -“I, um, I apologize for just assuming that you-”

               -You cut her off when you pulled her into a quick dance around the living room, singing the previous song all over again

               -With a swift motion, you dipped her like you did the broom

               -A quick peck to her lips sent her over the edge and she burst into giggles

               -“You’re a much better dance partner than the broom” you tell her in Korean, with a wiggle of your eyebrows

               -She pushes you away from her and laughs as she leaves the room, calling over her shoulder

               -“Maybe you should learn a few more songs there, MC”

*JUMIN:

               -Also guilty of just assuming you only spoke your native language

               -Also never bothered to ask

               -You don’t even bother to tell him though because you’re lowkey salty about it

               -Like??? He didn’t even ask???

               -You love him and all, but it’s been… how long? And he never even bothered to asK YOU IF YOU KNEW HIS LANGUAGE

               - damn mister trustfund kid

               -But it’s actually really funny because he talks to Elizabeth in Korean

               -So he thinks you don’t know how much he’s praising her, or baby-talking her

               -But you KNOW

               -And you’re left wondering why he doesn’t talk to you like that sometimes

               - god damn cat getting all the attention (kiDDING I LOVE U ELLY)

               -But let’s be honest, you love her just as much and do the same exact thing

               -In fact, you love to sing to her! And she loves it too!

               -She turns into a freaking motor box when you sing, she loves it soo much

               -So you sing to her every day, it makes her happy, makes you happy, everyone is happy

               -One day, you were singing to her, but Jumin actually came home early??

               -So he heard you singing too, and just sat down quietly next to you

               -Waited patiently until you finished the song before speaking

               -“So, you sing to Elizabeth?”

               -“Every day, sweetheart! You just happened to catch the show”

               -Immediately thought about asking Saeyoung to install some hidden microphone or something to capture you singing every day

               - that isnt creepy at all, dude

               -With a slight tilt of his head, he looked at you, eyes full of question

               -You had to fight the urge to kiss his cute little face, but it was worth it

               -“So, MC? You can speak Korean? Not just *insert native language here*?”

               -You nodded in agreement, looking down at Elly, petting her with a smile on your face

               -“I’ve known this whole time… *pulls Elly up to face* But SOMEBODY *kisses Elly’s nose* Never bothered asking. Did he? No, no he didn’t! He didn’t, did he Elizabeth??”

               -You shot him a side glare, watching as his face twisted into slight embarrassment and back to a playful one before getting up to leave the room

               -“It’s okay, MC. I’ll test out how well you can pronounce those Korean words later tonight.”

*SAEYOUNG:

               -He loVED your aCCENT

               -So he spoke to you in your native language just so he could hear it

               -Did he know you could speak Korean?

               -Yeah probably

               -DID HE CARE? I’m hearing “no”

               -Did he remember, a long time later, that you could speak Korean?

               -Again, I am going with no

               -He’s always thinking about god knows what all the damn time so it isn’t surprising that he forgot you spoke Korean all together

               -In fact, you were hoping he did forget you spoke Korean, or your new plan wouldn’t work out how you wanted it to

               -You see, you and Saeyoung like to prank each other like crazy, but his last one really irked you

               -(I mean come on??? Who in the world thinks it’s funny to sneak a permanent marker into your pants pocket when you do laundry??? That rUINS YOUR CLOTHES)

               -So, you decided that revenge was in order, and you wanted nothing more than to scare him to death

               -After a long set up with a creepy life-size doll trapped to an rc car, a couple of speakers hidden, and a ton of hidden cameras, you were ready for him to come home

               -When he got into the room and noticed the girl standing in the corner, he immediately noped the hell out and tried leaving

               -But you locked the door! There is no escaping sweet revenge!

               -You started to sing little kids nursery rhymes through a microphone, it coming through the hidden speakers broken and ominous

               -“noPE! NOPE NOPE NOPE. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU? I KNOW HOW TO FIGHT LITTLE GIRL, I’M NOT AFRAID TO KICK YOU IN THE FACE”

               -So you kept singing, stopping only to ask him to come play, in child-like voice

               -“NO I DON’T WANNA PLAY, JESUS CHRIST, SOMEONE LET ME OUT”

               -You decided to chase him around with the doll, using the wireless controller from the other room

               -You didn’t know he could scream in such a high pitch, I swear to god, dogs from around the world could hear it

               -He was getting out of that room, then and there. He broke down the door. Ran down the hallway and heard you laughing from another room

               -He didn’t even think about why you were laughing, he just jumped onto your lap, and latched onto you, hugging tight and burying his face against you

               -“MC! THERE’S A CREEPY DEMON CHILD IN THE OTHER ROOM IT’S CHASING ME, MC PLEASE PROTECT ME”

               -But you couldn’t even reply- you were laughing too hard. He looked around and saw your set up of monitors, wireless controller, and microphone

               -He looked up at you with a ton of mixed emotions

               -First of all he was still a little freaked out?? But he was also kinda pissed off that you scared the hell out of him! But he’s also in awe that you set all this up… and so in love with how hard you’re laughing…

               -HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO F E E L

               -Takes a second to think about the situation and suddenly remembers

               -“Wait… you can speak Korean… I TOTALLY FORGOT YOU COULD DO THAT? WHAT THE HELL MC, I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOME CREEPY LITTLE GIRL”

               -You give him an innocent smile, but based on the look he gave you once he stood up and walked away

               -He was probably going to use that fact against you for his revenge prank, and you weren’t positive you wanted to know what that was going to be

*V:

               -Off the bat, he asks which language you’re more comfortable speaking in

               -When you said your own native language, he understood, and tried his best to accommodate for you!

               -Ever since then he’s always making sure he can translate things for you, whether it be signs or casual conversation

               -You knew Korean but didn’t know if you were a strong enough speaker, which is why you initially told him you were comfortable with your first language

               -So, you secretly were testing out your language skills every time the two of you went out!

               -When he translated for you and you had gotten it right in your head, you were so excited!

               -But he didn’t know that ’s what you were doing??

               -He just always saw you light up and smile softly to yourself and it made him weAK

               -Was it because he was translating for you??

               -Didn’t know exactly, but was definitely going to keep doing whatever he was doing because that loOK

               -IT WAS SOOO PRECIOUS

               -But he felt bad that he couldn’t go shopping with you one day because he had some people he had to see

               -What if you couldn’t read the signs?? What if you couldn’t talk to the people?? WhAt If-

               -So he tried to make his meetings go as quickly as possible without being rude

               -And he ran to meet you at your favourite coffee shop, where he knew you’d stop first!

               -As he walked up behind you, getting ready to surprise you and order for you, he took a step back when he heard you ordering perfectly fine in Korean

               -You even made small talk with the barista! In perfect Korean!

               -When you turned around with your coffee, he stared at you in surprise, but he scared the shit out of you! You almost dropped your coffee!

               -“V! Hey! You scared me…. I thought you had to go meet a few people? Did something happen? Are you alright?”

               -You asked. In perfect Korean. Why did you doubt your language skills??

               -“I thought you only knew *your native language of choice*? So I haven’t needed to translate for you this whole time?”

               -You could see the disappointment in his eyes as you quickly shook your head (and hands) in embarrassment

               -“No no no no, you asked me in the beginning if I was more comfortable with my native language, which I am! I know Korean but I was afraid about getting something wrong, so I really appreciated all of your translations! They help me make sure I’m learning and getting it all right!”

               -Explaining it to him was definitely the smart move because you watched as he went from sad puppy to ecstatic pup knowing that he was able to help you learn new things and solidify what you already knew!

               -From then on, he always tries to let you figure it out first, then help you if you need it!

               -Was he embarrassed that he always translated when you didn’t need it? Yes

               -Did he get over it quickly? Also yes. He’s a precious tol bean. He is alright with this revelation.

*SAERAN:

               -Also knew from the start that you knew Korean

               -He talked to you from the beginning in Korean so he knew afterwards that you’d know

               -Not like you all of a sudden lost your knowledge on a full language….right?

               -That being said he just plain refuses to let you pretend like you can’t speak him language

               -Every time you try to talk to him in your native language he just kind of looks at you with absolutely no emotion

               -“Hi, MC, speak in a language I know please, thanks”

               -Like seriously

               -This man does not let you have any fun with it at all

               -You even tried to fake some sort of amnesia, too

               -To like, pretend you forgot how to speak Korean so he’d have to talk to you in your native language

               -Did it work? No

               -He just stared at you like you were stupid

               -He’s such a jERK

               -WHY CAN’T YOU JUST PLAY ALONG, SAERAN. JUST GIVE ME THIS ONE THING

               -You even try to mess with him in public

               -You ask him to order some food for you, asking him in your native language

               -The cashier is confused but Saeran just stares at you

               -He completely understands what you say, despite pretending that he doesn’t

               -Turns back to the cashier and tells them that you’re getting nothing

               -WAIT SAERAN PLEASE I WANT FOOD TOO

               -Until the day he slips up and responds to a question you ask him in your language

               -You celebrate, including a victory dance

               -He just curses at himself for messing up and letting you win

               -Though he does think it’s really cute that you’re this excited about winning

               -Maybe he should let you win more often thAT WONT HAPPEN

Burden Of Love: Clay Appuzzo

                                           Summary: 

In the time of 1974, you find yourself alone and on the streets of Los Angeles. Without a home or a penny to your name you happen to stumble on the club known as “Goldie’s.” it wasnt until you meet the eyes of Clay Appuzzo, the charming and struggling comedian - that you thought you could get more in life. Full of heartbreak, passion, and loss - Falling in love with Clay Appuzzo was the greatest adventure you had been waiting for.

Notes: 

Clay Appuzzo (I’m Dying Up Here) x Reader

Smoking, Cursing, Homeless situation, Fluff, & Smut.

as of now this is only a one shot. but we’ll see… ;)

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best friend! Seungkwan

anon asked: can i request for some best friend!Seungkwan? (and probs some side best friend!Vernon like idk man i can definitely see them as the type where you can’t be best friends with one and not be best friends with the other lol)

  • the hardest part of childhood was figuring out school 
  • while it wasn’t learning the alphabet or how to read or basic addition and subtraction that you found difficult 
  • elementary school was tough lol 
  • mostly because you wanted to make friends 
  • but who knew getting friends was tough if you didn’t talk to anyone 
  • your teacher tried getting you to talk to the other kids 
  • but they low key scared you 
  • some were always yelling or crying for their mothers or throwing crayons 
  • so you just shook your head and colored your doodles on paper 
  • that was until someone’s birthday 
  • “Class, today is Boo Seungkwan’s birthday! He brought cake for everyone, line up to get a slice!" 
  • as usual you remained sitting in your seat in the back table coloring your rainbow in the sky 
  • until a paper plate with a slice of cake was plopped in front of you 
  • "It’s my birthday, you have to have cake." 
  • Seungkwan stood in front of you, probably the cutest seven year old to ever grace all of Jeju 
  • you always thought he was cool (from what you gathered was cool as a seven year old)
  • because he had lots of friends to play with at recess 
  • but you still didn’t know how to talk to the other kids 
  • and yet somehow he got you to say a few words 
  • "No thanks, I don’t like cake." 
  • "What?!?!? Who doesn’t like cake?" 
  • Seungkwan said crinkling his nose 
  • "I don’t." 
  • and from then on Seungkwan was hooked 
  • he followed you around during recess despite having friends who wanted to play soccer or kickball 
  • trying to figure out why you didn’t like cake 
  • yes he was that determined 
  • you liked sitting on the swings 
  • and Seungkwan sat next to you asking you every cake flavor he knew 
  • "Chocolate? Vanilla? Funfetti? How do you not like cake?" 
  • you laughed, he was so stubborn 
  • "I like pie better." 
  • "PIE IS GREAT TOO." 
  • and that’s all it took for a bootiful beautiful friendship to start 
  • he’d draw a smiley face sun on your drawing of a rainbow 
  • "How could you not have a sun?" 
  • he’d ask you to push him on the swings 
  • "y/n, you have to push me really high up." 
  • "I’m tinier than you Boo Seungkwan!" 
  • and who knew that ball of hyper energy lived down the street from you?
  • you went for a bike ride with your parents 
  • and there he was following his mom bringing in the groceries 
  • "Y/n?!?!?" 
  • "Boo Seungkwan?" 
  • many afternoons were spent reading picture books together or riding bikes 
  • even your parents ended up as close friends when one time Seungkwan scraped his knee and your parents helped you put on a bandaid for him and called his parents to tell them what happened 
  • when middle school came around you both had your own friend groups 
  • but you always walked home together 
  • complaining about how heavy your backpacks were and how mean your teachers were 
  • you both end up trading backpacks and racing each other up the hill to your houses to show the other how light their backpack was compared to yours 
  • "I won!" 
  • "No way, my back pack was way heavier, you’re cheating!" 
  • you’d always do homework at Seungkwan’s house on Mondays and Tuesdays 
  • and he’d go to your house for homework Wednesdays and Thursdays 
  • Fridays you’d both go down to the arcade and get ice cream and play arcade games 
  • you lived for Seungkwan’s mom’s pie 
  • and he loved your mom’s home made cake 
  • and so every lunch whenever he got pie he’d trade you for your cake 
  • your mom knew you didn’t like cake and yet she continued packing it for you 
  • "Just give it to Seungkwan since you do that anyway." 
  • Seungkwan liked playfully poking you every time you passed him in the hallways
  • people thought you two were siblings
  • "Wait he’s not your brother? But you two are always together everywhere? Walking home, walking to school…?" 
  • and when high school came around 
  • and his video of him singing got him a shot at PLEDIS 
  • he ran up to your house ringing the doorbell frantically with happy tears in his eyes 
  • "Go get ‘em Boo Seungkwan. I can see you walking around telling everyone you meet 'I’m from Jeju’ already. Make us proud Seungkwan." 
  • you laughed giving him a supportive hug 
  • you spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out with him while you can 
  • giving him all the support you can 
  • "What if I’m not good enough?" 
  • BOI
  • "BOO SEUNGKWAN YOUR VOICE IS HEAVENLY AND IM PRETTY SURE I SAW SOME BIRDS FOLLOWING US THE OTHER DAY BECAUSE OF YOUR SINGING GET REAL." 
  • he just laughed at your outburst 
  • "You sure?" 
  • "Seungkwan, I’d eat cake everyday for the rest of my life if it shows you how much I believe in you." 
  • "You must be serious, you really don’t like cake." 
  • "I do believe in you, Seungkwan, what the hell of course you’ll make it and then I expect signed stuff from you so I can sell it on the internet." 
  • "Yah!!! You should covet my stuff and run my fan sites, y/n!" 
  • "Cash is better, sorry not sorry." 
  • and you both laughed together 
  • "You’ve grown from the person drawing rainbows in the back of the class long ago.” He said smiling at you 
  • “Guess you taught me how to be my loud self. I only learned from the best." 
  • and he did it 
  • he debuted 
  • you were so proud 
  • he called you often during his trainee period telling you his worries 
  • you knew when he was close to crying
  • but you were there to support him 
  • and be his number one fan
  • and you watched his predebut programs 
  • and thought about the boy from Jeju who insisted you have cake that day so long ago 
  • and you told him of your high school life 
  • mostly exams and whatnot 
  • and you both studied hard together 
  • after he debuted, it was harder to see him 
  • your parents shipped you off to some of your family in Seoul 
  • where you could work part time and go to a university there 
  • but when you did hang out 
  • it felt no different than your after school ice cream and arcade days 
  • you’d wake up in the morning and see 172 messages from him 
  • pictures of his rehearsals at 2:37am 
  • and just random thoughts he had and sent to you 
  • "Hansol made a joke and it was awful." 
  • you met Hansol too because of Seungkwan 
  • "Why does Seungkwan always text you during our short breaks?”
  • “Seungkwan why are you texting me in third person?”
  • “Oh lmao this is Hansol, I stole Seungkwan’s phone and am currently hiding in the bathroom since he won’t tell me who he always texts." 
  • you snorted a little too loudly and ended up getting weird looks from your aunt 
  • "I’m y/n, Seungkwan’s friend from high school. I’m from Jeju." 
  • "Y/N WHATEVER HANSOL SAID ABOUT ME IT’S NOT TRUE!!!!!" 
  • you met Hansol the next time you hung out with Seungkwan 
  • local park by his company with some nice hoops for basketball 
  • "Ah so you must be y/n.” the boy next to Seungkwan said 
  • “I swear I tried to get rid of him, but he just loves me too much, what can I do?" 
  • you burst out laughing their friendship is too cute 
  • y'all end up playing a game two v. one 
  • Hansol insisting you play on his team to show Seungkwan what’s up 
  • and you all go for ice cream afterwards 
  • "Hey!” A ping from your phone 
  • a picture of a smiling Hansol and Seungkwan pop up 
  • you smile and send them back a picture of you sticking out your tongue
  • “working hard I see” you say 
  • “Seungkwan misses you, but I missed you more" 
  • "What the heck Hansol stop it, who’s the best friend here?" 
  • "Tell Seungkwan you like me better, y/n." 
  • "YAH! She’s my best friend back off!" 
  • "get a room you two” you send while dying from laughter 
  • “y/n!!!“ they both send you 
  • your group chat consists of random selfies of Seungkwan 
  • and funny cat videos from Hansol 
  • and a lot of you being in the middle of their arguments 
  • "green tea chocolate is the best" 
  • "you can’t beat classical milk chocolate" 
  • "why not both you two?" 
  • "I’m offended." 
  • "Who are you?" 
  • "What do you mean both?!?!?" 
  • lit groups chats 
  • but you three are such troublemakers
  • so they be pming you like shady mofos 
  • "let’s prank Hansol, y/n.” “Let’s prank Seungkwan" 
  • separate messages you received within five minutes of each other 
  • so naturally you play them both 
  • and they both end up getting soaked by water balloons 
  • while you stayed a safe distance away keeled over dying of laughter
  • "WAIT YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS”
  • “Why didn’t you warn me, I’ve know you for years!" 
  • you run away as the two of them chase you with water balloons 
  • in the end all three of you get soaked 
  • "so anyone up for some cake?" 
  • "You know I hate cake let’s get pie" 
  • "I vote ice cream" 
  • ice cream it is then

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