i told you he is sleeping

Jimin’s runaway daughter pt.2

Jimin’s DaughterAU!

Genre: Angst

[pt.1] [pt.2]

Warning: Sensitive Content (mentions of abuse; read at own risk)


Originally posted by ohparkjimin

Dad arrived in no time and came over to me, a me that was still sat on the swing not wanting to move. I didn’t want to go home. Now that I’ve told him all that has happened, I know he would have relayed the message to my mother as well. He sat on the swing next to mine and stayed silent for a little while.

“Are you ready to go home now? It’s really late and you should really be going to sleep. Your mother is at home crying her eyes out because of you.” I scoffed to myself at his words. Crying because of me? Clearly not because I ran away, that’s for sure probably because I’m coming home instead.

“You’re rich dad, can’t you just buy me my own place? I don’t want to live with her.”

“I’m not buying you your own place to live alone at when you’re only twelve Y/N.”

“But I’m mature for my age!”

“Oh really? You ran away from home and you call that mature?” He laughed as he looked at me.

“I was getting myself out of a bad environment, which is beneficial for my own physical and mental health, I’ll have you know.”

“Answer’s no, you’re not legally allowed to anyway.”

“So you’re saying that if I was legally allowed to, you’d buy me my own place?”

“No little one, you’re my child and I will not allow you to move out so soon.”

“I’m not a baby dad!”

“But in my eyes, you’ll always a be my little baby. Because I’m your dad and it’s just how this all works.” I gave him a side glare as he laughed at my facial expressions.

“Let’s go home, it’s getting cold.” He stood up and and walked over to me, gently stroking the top of my head as I stood up.

“Remember to apologise to your mum when you get back alright?”

“But why? I’m not the one who’s in the wrong.” I protested and stood my ground.

“You called her a bitch Y/N, you should never use that kind of language towards her.”

“I didn’t say it to her face, I said it to you.”

“And she knows about it.”

“Well thanks dad, for dragging me to hell and leaving me there. God knows what she’ll do to me now because you told her.” I rolled my eyes, I knew what my future looked like now, and it wasn’t so pretty, but I couldn’t bring myself to be serious about it, to cope with all this - I could only make jokes. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t even be here anymore.

Getting home didn’t take very long, I wish it would have taken us a year or so, but in reality it only took ten minutes. As I strutted through into my home with my dad walking beside me I saw my mother run towards me, pulling me into a bone crushing hug. People usually feel warmth from these hugs, but this was quite the opposite. When people hug you this way, it’s not actually supposed to hurt. But this? I really feel as though she was trying to squeeze all the air out of me, deliberately. I looked over at dad again and his eyes widened and eyebrows raised, clearly indicating for me to apologise to this woman I had clinging onto me.

“I’m sorry mum, for calling you a bitch.”

“No baby it’s my fault, I’m sorry I made you mad at me. I was so scared when you left, I thought I weren’t ever going to see you again.” Her sobs were fake, I wondered how dad was actually falling for this bullshit. But as he walked away after smiling at the two of us, the she devil whispered something into my ear.

“You know you’re going to be punished for this right? If you were going to run away, you should have left quietly. Why are you even back, or is it because you miss the idea of me beating you that you came running home? Calling me a bitch too? That’s rich, love.” I can’t lie and say that I wasn’t afraid, because I was. I was more than afraid but there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.

Nobody would believe that the woman who raised me the last twelve years would do me such harm. Nobody would believe it because she was always fake in the public eye. I would have done anything I could to expose her lying ass to world but I couldn’t. I couldn’t because that would wreck my dad’s image, not only that but he loves her and she loves him too. I see how happy they make each other and even sometimes I feel as though I don’t fit in the picture. My parents have always been so hopelessly in love with one another, they started dating at sixteen and they’ve been together ever since.

No matter how much I don’t like my mum because of the way she treats me I’m thankful, I can still see her eyes light up when dad walks into the room and I still see his eyes light up whenever she enters. It’s like she falls in love with him all over again just like he falls for her as if it was the first time, and honestly that really makes living here worthwhile. Because I know he’s receiving all the love he deserves, even if she doesn’t love me. It wasn’t always like this though. Mum used to care about me, up until I was nine - something changed. I don’t know what it was and I don’t think I’ll ever find out but even through it all, I know I do still love her - I mean she is my mum so how could I not, and really, I just want her to love me again.


pt.3?

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Have you ever heard of phantom limb? Where you know something that used to be there, isn’t anymore. But there are moments that you would swear, in pure lucidity that it still was?

That’s how I felt after the night we ended. The night I cried while I told him I couldn’t take it anymore. The night he begged me to understand; begged me to look at him and believe him when he said that the story splattered across the screens, wasn’t true.

Every night I climbed into bed and I’d lie awake until the tears that soaked my pillow had dried and my sadness turned to exhaustion. As I bordered the line between sleep and awake, I’d pull back the veil of consciousness to find him. To find us.

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“I should have known,” Derek moans into his beer.

Chris pats his shoulder. “There, there.”

“I’m a poet,” Derek says. “I really should have known. This is supposed to be my thing.”

Chris keeps patting him. He also tries to take Derek’s beer and swap it out for a red Solo cup of water. Derek isn’t quite drunk enough for that to work. He clings tenaciously to his bottle. “No,” he says.

“You should drink water.”

“Drinking water won’t mend my broken heart,” Derek informs him. He pours the beer down his throat without stopping to breathe.

“Neither will drinking yourself blind the night before morning practice.”

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This is it. This is the best headline yet. 

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David Suchet’s Poirot joke on the Doctor Who Fan Show, May 6, 2017 [x]

Someone once told me I reminded him of autumn. If people were seasons, I’d be falling leaves and the smell of wet wood. He said even my perfume reminded him of the earth. I suppose in a way he was right. Autumn always reminded me of sadness - the trees crying gold, the wind sweeping them off the ground like pretty little yellow butterflies. No matter how beautiful it looked, everything was sleeping, almost dead, or maybe dreaming. Sometimes I feel like I’m withering away, other times I feel like I’m drifting somewhere I could be alive again. I don’t know why I’m so drawn to the idea of someone saving me. Maybe one day I’ll find someone who would call me spring, instead.

Autumn // Genefe Navilon

Bts | Reaction | Cuddly

[ aw that’s so fluffy, i love it :)) hope you enjoy, thanks for requesting!! ]

Seokjin 

At first would be a little startled, since you were just passed our mere minutes ago when he left for the bathroom. Either he was half asleep, and still a little bit out of it, or you were some sort of ninja. Slowly turning his head, he couldn’t help but giggle as your hands crept inside his shirt, rubbing small circles at the little happy trail that was slowly forming under his belly button. 

“Good morning to you, too. Sleep okay?”  

Yoongi 

Would take him a minute to register what was going on. He barely even got the toothpaste on the brush before another set of arms appeared from behind him, helping him out a little. When he looked down at the brush, he slowly blinked at it before humming at the feeling of warm hands rubbing his belly. Leaning backward, practically melting into your arms, he flashes you a tired smile through the mirror. 

Words wouldn’t even need to be exchanged, you just enjoyed how squishy he could get in the mornings. At the end of the day, he was your little teddy bear.

Namjoon 

Could see him appreciating the soft gesture more than anyone else. He wakes up every morning to work hard, and please everyone in the world as much as he possibly could. Never had it accord to him that he needed reassurance that he was appreciated. Sure, people would tell him that he was, and he would tell himself that, but no one had ever shown that he was.

So when you walked into the bathroom, all sleepy and cuddly, you immediately latched onto his waist, hands traveling inside his tank top to draw small shapes on his lean stomach. Even though it was small, he still enjoyed this ounce of affection before he had to leave you all alone. 

“I got cold,” you whined to him, snuggling deeper into his back. Chuckling softly, he continued to brush his teeth. 

“Get warm, you cute little thing.” 

Hoseok 

Probably should have announced your appearance before coming up behind him. If you hadn’t been fully awake, you definitely would be right after he screamed bloody murder. But, after calming down, he would beg for you to hug him from behind once again.

“Y/n! I told you to never sneak up on me like that!”

“Sorry, Hobi…” As you start to walk away, he was quick to grasp your arm and pull you right back.

“T-That doesn’t mean you have to stop holding me…”

Jimin 

Can see him being used to it by now, since you’ve done this multiple times in the mornings. He actually would start sleeping without shirts so you could have better access. Plus, he enjoys the belly rubs from you when he wakes up and you like it when he’s shirtless - so it’s a win for both of you.

“You know, you make it difficult for me to leave you when you’re like this.”

Taehyung 

Taehyung would adore your cuddly moments, anticipating it every single morning. If you were to take longer than normal to come and cuddle up to him, he would rush back into the room and collapse onto your still sleeping form- begging for the belly rubs, like the puppy he his. 

“Wake up, jagi~! I want my morning snuggles!”

Jungkook

Would brighten up his morning, to be honest; your cold hands against his warm skin would sooth him in a way that he couldn’t explain. Just like Taehyung, he needed this to happened at least every morning for reassurance that you would always be there.

“I love you, jagi~ Stay like this forever, please.”

There’s this girl.
She’s by far the brightest spot in the world.
Her nose wrinkles when she laughs,
nothing is as pretty as it.
The way she flips her hair,
and takes off her shoes,
it all shouldn’t matter to me as this.
I think I see her everywhere;
in the colors of the school
and my mother’s flowers.
In the music I used to hate,
and the dreams I never had before.
I can see her,
smiling as she sleeps,
cradled at my side on the grass.
The sky has never been this jealous.
She’s by far the realest thing in the world.
—  the girl i want to marry. // jackie on my mind. nc.

minyoongihoseok  asked:

Hey I love you and I can't think of what to ask for your thoughts on akskdkf um talk about yoonseok because I love them please

you do indeed love them a lot (nd so do i) so let’s go

i don’t wanna label them best friends but the fact is that they’re really really close and mean the world to each other. call it whatever you want - the fact is that they make each other really fucking happy

(tho yoongi did call hoseok his ‘soul-partner’ back in february)

i guess yoongi’s had a soft spot for hoseok ever since they met.. hobi slept in the living room the first night at the dorms and yoongi told him he should go sleep in the room (proper bed and all) even tho they barely knew each other?

then there’s also the classic story of yoongi going back to the dorms to spend christmas with hobi who was there alone. even brought him chicken,, and hoseok said he would’ve fallen for yoongi right there and then if he were a girl so

yoongi’s always taken care of hoseok - drove him to the hospital when he got sick and needed treatment, always worries about him and makes sure he’s doing well, just…. always there for him

he’s always praising hoseok.. always. not to mention reassuring him when he’s nervous?? sometimes yoongi looks more scared for hoseok than hoseok is afraid of the thing he has to do tbh

also yoongi always calling hoseok his battery, his sunshine, the source of his energy (bts 4th army interview??? oh bOI) + this fanart is cute nd rly accurate. i’m pretty sure hoseok’s helped yoongi a lot through the years

yoongi to hoseok: “a good hearted friend who was by my side to give me energy even when I was having a hard time. during our trainee days, when you collapsed, I went to the infirmary with you. you hate when I talk about it but.. I did (laughs)”

they are simply good for each other y’know?

they make each other laugh all the fucking time. i find it especially beautiful how yoongi will always do some extra shit in order to get hoseok to laugh + he can never fight a smile when hoseok is laughing? it’s a very contagious thing

hoseok telling yoongi he looks good &  yoongi calling hoseok cutefond looks all over the place?? 

yoongi confessing on daily basis, absolutely no awkwardness when it comes to physical contact

hoseok’s tweets for yoongi’s birthday this year were also something else.. he posted a picture for every year they’ve known each other and we all cried

+ yoongi wore hoseok’s birthday present to the airport and referred to it as ‘black plastic bag’

remember that one time yoongi said he’s full just from watching hobi eat and proceeded to give him all the food they got??

but it’s also amazing how hoseok still succeeds at making yoongi flustered.. by either being a nerd and looking too seductive for yoongi to handle or simply by holding his hand?? turning him into a stuttering mess??

then there’s also hoseok’s hesitant hand as kat calls it… what’s up with that

but basically!! they seem really really comfortable with each other and like they trust each other with almost everything + like i said they make each other really happy. the love between them is just,, insane

The Problem [m]

Genre : smut
summary : Listen, you really hadn’t meant to think of your friend whilst you got off, but it happened.

“Just tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone else - it’s not me is it?”

“No!”

You said it far too quick. Damn.

 You could feel him moving closer. “Oh … that’s a twist.”

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You know what makes me really happy?

Thinking about Draco playing the guitar and Harry finding out about it.

Draco would always write his own little songs, just for his own ears to hear, in the icy night on a tower.

And usually he was alone, but that specific night Harry came up as well and heard it.

And he fell in love with his voice and came up to the tower every since.

Until one night, Draco whispers “I know you’re there, Potter.” and Harry gets really scared, but instead of just leaving he sat next to the Slyherin and told him that he had a beautiful voice.

And from that moment on, they would meet up every night and listen to each others stories or songs, and for the first time in years, both of them could finally sleep again.

Away From The Promos ~Bill Skarsgard Imagine~

Requested: 

Summary: You are married to Bill Skarsgard and you both have a young son. You try your best to keep him away from the promotions for IT. However, it’s nearly impossible since it’s everywhere. When he sees a commercial, you now have a tough time explaining to him that it’s not real. 

Author’s Note: So my best friend requested this to me when we were volunteering for Key Club and I told her to text me this so we wouldn’t forget. This is her first time requesting an imagine and I’m so lucky to be writing this.

Y/S/N: Your Son’s Name 

Originally posted by alxanderskarsgard


You and Bill had been married for almost 5 years. You both ended up having a four year old boy which you both love with all your hearts. When Bill landed the role of Pennywise, you both agreed not to let your son see anything involving the movie. 

There was one time he almost saw the trailer. You were lucky you caught it in time. Your son, Y/S/N, was in the living room watching the Avengers on TV.

“Mommy! It’s grandpa!” He said, pointing to the TV.

“I see,” You tell him as you continued to clean a little. 

That’s when you looked up to see the TV for a bit. Expecting to see Chris Evans, you instead saw the beginning of IT. You quickly changed the channel making your son look over at you. 

“Mommy!” He whined. 

“Let’s wait for a bit before going back to the movie. Okay?” You said. 

“Okay.”

Now, Bill was doing some for his movie while you were watching over your son. You practically had to ban him from certain channels on the TV now. You felt bad but it was for his own good. 

“Mommy, when is daddy coming back?” Your son, Y/S/N, asked. 

“Soon. He’s just doing some stuff for his next premiere,” You tell him.

“Oh okay. Can I watch YouTube?” He asked. 

“Sure,” you nodded. 

You gave him his tablet which he ran over to the couch. You were finishing cleaning up the house and you were tired. You spent the whole day cleaning, playing with your son, doing errands, you needed a break after this. As you were almost done, you heard a scream. You ran over to Y/S/N to see him throw his tablet on the other side of the couch. 

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” You asked. 

“I…I…I… saw… a… scary…. clown,” He hiccuped between words. 

“Oh my god,” You sighed. You were so tired, you forgot that YouTube played trailers sometimes.

“I want daddy!” Your son said, starting to cry hard. You picked him up and rubbed his back. 

“Shh. It’s okay. You’re okay. I won’t let the clown hurt you,” You tell him. 

When Bill came home, he came in with a single red balloon. To him, it was suppose to be a joke between you and him. But now, it was no longer a joke you both could share now. 

“Honey, I’m home,” Bill said, making his famous Pennywise laugh. He only meant to make you laugh but your son did not take it so well. Your son screamed before running up to his room.

“Y/S/N!” You said, getting up from the couch. Bill ran in to you with confusion. 

“What happened?” Bill asks you. 

“He saw a trailer for IT,” You tell him.

“Oh shee-it,” Bill said. 

“Come on. Now we have to tell him,” You tell him. 

You both went up to Y/S/N’s room where he was in the corner with his plastic baseball bat. 

“Sweetie, it’s okay,” You said walking over. Your son dropped his bat before hugging you. You picked him up and put him on the bed. 

“Did daddy scare you?” You ask him. Your son nodded. 

“I’m sorry, Y/S/N. Daddy only meant to make mommy scared,” Bill said, kneeling in front of your son. 

“That was mean,” Your son said. You nodded in agreement before kissing your son’s head. 

“You know sweetie, it’s not real. The clown isn’t going to eat you. It’s just from a book,” You tell him. 

“I don’t like clowns anymore,” Your son tells you.

“Me neither,” You mumble. 

“Is daddy the clown from the video?” Your son asked. 

“Uh,” You said.

“No. Daddy is just good at imitating laughs,” Bill answered. 

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” Your son asked. 

“Yeah. Why don’t we have a sleep over?” You asked him.

“But daddy can’t be with us,” Your son said. You held in a laugh as Bill was in shock.

“Daddy should sleep on the couch?” you repeated. Your son nodded making you smile again.

“Okay,” You said. Bill looked up at you with a grin still on his face. 

Your son was now in your room, watching a Disney movie. Bill was in the living room, sitting on the couch. You walked over to Bill and gave him a kiss. 

“You know you can just sneak in when he’s asleep,” you told him.

“I planned on doing that anyway,” Bill said. You smiled as he gave you another kiss. 

“I hope the trailers end as soon as possible,” you tell him. 

“Me too. But in the mean time,” Bill said, standing up to kiss you again.

“Mommy! Where are you?” You hear your son yell. You pulled away and smiled up at Bill. 

“I’ll see you upstairs in a bit,” You said, giving him another quick kiss. 

The birds & the bees

A/N: Someone requested this from somebody else who didn’t wanna write it & I couldn’t help myself. Reader walks in on Dean with a lady friend & the boys have to explain what was happening.

Dean’s age-22   Sam’s age-18   Reader’s age-8

Dean x Sister!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by mylife-in--color

Originally posted by writingissatansworstnightmare

“Why can’t we go to the library?” You asked as you hurried to keep up with your older brother walking down the sidewalk.

“I already told you Y/N,” Sam replied, looking behind him he noticed you were struggling at the rate he was walking and slowed down, “Gimme your backpack.” He told you as he reached for it.

You quickly took off your old green hand-me-down backpack and gave it to Sam, “Thanks Sammy. That was heavy.”

“No problem.” Sam replied as he shrugged it onto his shoulder, “Let’s go, I wanna get back to the motel so I can start my project.”

“Okay, but why can’t we go to the library. I wanted to get more books on animals, if I’m gonna be a vetra-vetrana-what’s the word again?” You questioned.

“Veterinarian.” Sam answered, “And we aren’t going to the library because they’re closed today; they’re renovating the ceilings.”

“Ohhhhh.” You exaggerated, “Will you help me with my math homework when we get home?”

“Course, we gotta get you through third grade math before you can be a vet.” Sam told you with a smile.

“Thanks Sammy.” You said, returning the smile he gave you which showed off the gap in your front teeth.

“No problem bug, now…race you to the motel room!” Sam shouted as you rounded the corner into the motel parking lot.

You took off as fast as you could; Sam was close behind you, however you had the advantage since he was being weighed down by two backpacks. As you approached the motel door you looked behind, “Too slow to keep up Sammy!” You shouted as him before turning back towards the door and quickly swinging it open so that you could gloat about beating your brother to Dean.

Stepping inside you started to talk to your oldest brother, “Dean! You won’t bel-what are you doing to that lady?” You questioned with a confused face when you realized Dean head was between her legs.

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BTS Reaction to Seeing S/O in Their Hoodie //

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Jin

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

He would be happy knowing that you both got to that cliche but absolutely necessary and adorable stage in your relationship where he would find you in his hoodie. You would be standing in the kitchen, cooking of course, when he came in and absolutely melted at the sight of you.

He would blush and just watch you in awe, making small noises before speaking up to praise every fiber of your being.

“You look so cute jagiya~! I can’t believe you’re wearing my hoodie, you should wear it all the time.”


Yoongi (Suga)

Originally posted by yoonmin

He would secretly love it, but he would scold you for not asking to borrow it, considering it was his go to hoodie. When he found you, you were asleep on the couch. The scent of him lingering on his hoodie was enough to calm your nerves and put you to sleep while watching an episode of your favorite show on netflix. He’d wake you up whining.

“Jagi, who told you to take my hoodie; that was my favorite one. What if I get cold?”

You would just blink at him for having woke you, before you pull him down on the couch to take a nap with you, shushing his pouts.


Hoseok (J-Hope)

Originally posted by nycbtslover

He would be ecstatic. He didn’t know what it was besides your absolute glow, but he would love coming home to see you wearing his hoodie. You would offer to wash it and give it back but this boy would be ready to argue with you if you even thought about taking it off. He would make you pose and he would take a billion and one pictures of you before offering you other hoodies he owned for you to wear. He would offer to freeze to death in the case that you were the bearer of his hoodies because he thought you looked sooooo good in them.

“Just like that jagi, yes, work it, pose.”


Namjoon (Rap Monster)

Originally posted by ksjknj

He would find it really comforting that you were wearing something of his. In his mind it would be his way to know that you were going to be his for a very long time. Seeing how comfortable you were in it, and how it fit you so well made him instantly stride over to you and pull you into a hug. He would honestly just hold you for warmth and pull you onto the couch or to bed to just cuddle while you wore it. The two of you ended up taking a nap as he fell intoxicated with the smell of you lingering on his hoodie. He loved it and he loved you.

“You can keep it if you want baby, I don’t mind.”


Jimin

Originally posted by jimiyoong

He would get so fluffy about it. He would just blush and stare at you. Especially since you were wearing shorts underneath that made you look so adorable to him. He would just think to himself how did he get so lucky to have someone like you wearing his clothes. There was no ounce of minding because he would just start offering for you to wear his jackets and hoodies more often. There was no helping the fact that you were going to be swamped in kisses and hugs by him once he saw you in his apparel.

“How is my kitten so adorable?”


Taehyung (V)

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

V would be taken aback. Not thinking that he would catch you wearing his clothes. But there you were, on your phone, wearing his hoodie nonchalantly. He would wrap his arm around your waist and kiss your temple, mumbling about how good you looked wearing something of his. He would want to take you out, and show the world that you were his. He genuinely believed that this was a mark of an official relationship goal and he was not going to be wasting the opportunity to show the world what your status was together; the hoodie stealing phase.

“Let me take you out tonight babygirl and show you off.”


Jungkook

Originally posted by nochujungkookie

He would be a mess. He would also be the one to melt at the sight of you, and would instantly snap pictures. The filters would be filled with hearts and he’d make that his new phone background. The amount of kisses you’d get all over your face that night was ridiculous and after being swooned by your actions, would just want to cuddle you in a little ball on the couch while watching a movie or something. He just wanted to hold you close because he loved the feeling of knowing that you were his and only his and would just die at the fact that you found comfort in wearing something of his.

“I love you so much jagi~. You look so cute.”

BTS Reaction to Him Shouting at You

GENRE: angst n fluff

WARNINGS: yelling

REQUESTED: nah

A/N: i wrote this last minute, even though i have another reaction saved just in case! i hope you guys enjoy!

MASTERLIST || PLEASE REQUEST

PSA: IT IS UP TO YOU TO DECIDE IF YOU WOULD FORGIVE THE BOYS OR NOT!


JIN


Once Jin arrived home from a frustrating studio day full of being unable to correctly get a dance move down, his smile didn’t return like it typically did at the sight of you. You carried your usual grin, expecting to see your chipper boyfriend. Once he walked through the front door, you knew something was bothering him. Standing up to greet Jin, he turned to you and let out all of the emotions he held in during practice. He exploded in the moment, and it left you speechless, having never seen Jin so upset.

“I don’t want to talk to you! I want to go sleep; can’t you see that?! Will you just leave me alone!”

A few hours after the words escaped his lips, you were asleep on the couch with tear-stained cheeks. He hobbled out of your shared room wrapped in a blanket, sniffling as he regretted every word he had said. Once he saw you lying uncomfortably on your sofa, he sat down on the floor next to you and gently shook your arm. There he explained that he didn’t mean to be so harsh, and that he would make it up to you.

“I’m sorry jagiya; I went too far and you didn’t deserve that. Will you forgive me?”


YOONGI ( SUGA )


Yoongi would have spent thirteen hours staring at his computer screen, headphones on, and completely blocking the world out. You would have spent the entire day with some close friends, which happened to be of the opposite gender. Yoongi wouldn’t have known, even if you did tell him; he was too busy working. You would have been more considerate of his feelings, if he hadn’t ignored you the past few days. You understood that he worked hard and you loved him for that, but he wouldn’t even say thank you whenever you handed him food.

“Where have you been?! I was worried sick; you wouldn’t answer your phone! You could have told me where you had gone, or at least inform me that you were running around with Y/F/N!”

Once you explained that you had told him, and that he just wasn’t listening, his face fell. He realized that he hadn’t been paying you any attention, and that today was your only day off work until next week. He remembered you had said a few days ago that you had wanted to spend it with him, and he felt his stomach twisting from the feeling of guilt. You closed your mouth, not having anything else to say; you knew he had realized what he needed to know.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think that the days were passing by as swiftly as they are.”


HOSEOK ( JHOPE )


— It had been a long day for the both of you. First, you had been told by your boss that your paycheck included less than usual, and Hoseok had realized a few songs he had thought he saved on the computer, didn’t. Secondly, your boss insulted you for messing up on a few graphs, and Hoseok was yelled at by Yoongi for being so clumsy. The third thing that had occurred was just affecting you: Hoseok had abruptly cancelled your dinner plans, with no explanation, when you were already done preparing. Overall, you and Hobi’s days were both an utter disaster.

“Y/N! Can’t you see that I can’t spend every living second with you?! Why can’t you just stop being so clingy!”

Hoseok didn’t mean the words he expressed, and he didn’t know how they would impact you. After everything that had happened, you found yourself silently sobbing in your shared room. Hobi was in the kitchen, trying to find something to eat although there was nothing, and that was the exact reason why you had a date planned. It didn’t take him long for the guilt to settle in, and soon your hiccuped sobs couldn’t be contained in the four walls. He felt his heart ache.

“Y/N, baby, I didn’t mean that. You know I’ve been stressed all day, and I know you have too. I’m sorry that I took my anger out on you.”


NAMJOON ( RAP MONSTER )


Due to you both having busy schedules, nights declared for being movie dates were special. You had only been able to see Namjoon late at night, being that one of you was always staying late to work. Sitting at your cluttered desk at work, you felt overwhelmed, and the one thing that could take your stress away was a movie night with Joon. Glancing at the clock on your computer, you realized it was time to head home. Meanwhile, Namjoon was sitting on the couch in your house, sleeping soundly. Once you startled him as you walked through the door, his cranky self was revealed.

“Baby! Can’t you walk in a little quieter?! I was sleeping and you know how hard that is to come by!”

You couldn’t help but smile at his messy hair and tired expression, although you could see how frustrated he was. Once he saw a grin forming on your face, his expression softened. You were the only person who could change his mood in seconds, and it was one of those moments. Namjoon chuckled lightly, realizing how messy his hair was, and how stupid he was acting.

“Sorry about that; will my cuddles make it up to you?”


JIMIN


You would be ecstatic to see Jimin after having had a great day at school. You passed you exams with the highest grades in your class, and your plans with friends had been cancelled. You wanted to tell Jimin everything, loving how he listened to every word that ever left your lips. It was what had made you fall for him in the beginning of your relationship, and still it was something you admired. You had prepared dinner for the two of you, believing he would be extremely grateful. Your mood would change drastically once the front door slammed closed.

“I’m going to shower; I can’t get the choreography right, and I don’t want to watch you in awe as you get it in seconds!”

You let out a sigh as you grabbed a serving of the dinner you had prepared for you and Jimin. Sitting down at the table, the running water created by the shower filled your ears. You didn’t want to bother Jimin, being that he clearly did not want to see you. You felt bad for the way he exclaimed about how he was unable to get a choreography, but you knew he wouldn’t stay mad and frustrated forever. Meanwhile, Jimin was lying his forehead against the shower wall, wondering if you disliked if for barging in and yelling at you about his problems.

“Baby? You don’t hate me, do you?”


TAEHYUNG ( V )


Tae would have been in one of his many mood swings, and Jimin would have texted you already, warning you about his attitude. You wouldn’t think too much about it, until Taehyung walked into the dorms where you stood with Jin preparing dinner for everyone. He had his arms crossed over his chest like a child, not even uncrossing them as he slid off his shoes. You glanced towards Jin, who was trying to back his laughter. Taehyung saw the two of you, and he immediately appeared as if he had smoke flying from his ears.

“Can you not hog my girlfriend/boyfriend, hyung! Y/N, can you not spend more time with me instead of Jin?! I would prefer you to see me – your boyfriend – instead of my best friend!”

Tae stormed into his room, and the rest of the boys walked over and sat down. They all appeared more exhausted than usual, and you knew that the cause was Taehyung. You didn’t take Tae’s words with a grain of salt, knowing that his mood swing would pass and he soon would realize that you did ask him if he wanted to spend the day together. Yoongi laid his head on the counter as he groaned, and you heard Tae’s bedroom door opening already.

“Y/N! I’m sorry; I just remembered you asked me about today and if I wanted to spend it with you. You then told me you were going to hang out with Jin and cook a few things for the boys and I. I’m sorry, baby.”


JEONGGUK


You had just woken up, and you were already wishing that Jungkook was there to help you stay warm in the cold atmosphere. You knew he was in the living room, hearing the loud noises being produced by one of his many video games. He couldn’t sleep last night, and instead of lying with you, he got up and went to go play. You didn’t mind, being that you were very tired and delirious. You did, however, mind that he was still playing games early in the morning. Once you opened the door to your room and expressed that to him, he turned to you with fury in his eyes.

“I’m sorry that you’re so clingy and you constantly need me by you! I couldn’t sleep, and I can’t help that! I’m still not tired, and I’ll sleep once I feel like I need to! You don’t have to constantly worry about me!”

You then retreated back into your room, continuing to get ready for your day of classes. Jungkook was only angry from the competition in the game, and you knew that. You tried to not think about his words too much, but still they bothered you. Jungkook, in the other room, had just won the round for the first time since he had began playing. He turned to the door, expecting to see you there to congratulate him, but instead he saw that it was closed. A frown formed on his face as he rushed into your room.

“I’m sorry jagi; I was frustrated. I didn’t mean to say what I did. I love you, and I love everything you do!”

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headache

i have so many requests, and i’m gonna write them all, but this story is very true. I have legit had a migraine for three days and I don’t want to write a request and it be absolutely terrible. I want to give you all the best request I can give you. So enjoy this imagine that is going to be complete shit. 

You knew it was going to be a bad day, considering your headache from yesterday has yet to go away. Yesterday you were able to stay home, in the dark, drinking coffee and water, watching movies. Today, not so much.

You promised Shawn that you would go with him to his press stuff, and then once he was done he was going to take you out. 

You get out of bed, bracing yourself against the wall as the movements made you dizzy. The pounding in your head taking over all you can hear. 

“BABE!” Shawn shouts as he walks into your apartment. You groan and rub your forehead. “Are you up?” He asks walking into your bedroom. “Oh good morning.” 

“Why are you yelling?” You ask grabbing jeans from your dresser.

“Am I yelling? I’m sorry.” He says quieter. 

“Good morning.” You smile at him.

“Still coming today, so excited to introduce you to a few people.” He says beaming at you. You smile slightly and nod, walking to the bathroom. 

You quickly change and down some water and an Excedrin. 

“Ready?” He asks as you walk out. 

“Yep.” You say taking his hand and following him out to his jeep. 

“So we are talking about SM3 today and then,” Shawn goes on about his day and looks over smiling. You aren’t really paying attention, the pounding in your head becoming to over powering, but you smile and nod at him. 

He went off on his interviews and other promo stunts. You lean against the wall next to you, after a woman walked by with a plate full of food and wave of nausea hit you. 

You rest your hand against your forehead and sigh, you really wish you could go lay down right now. 

“Baby! Are you ready for lunch?” Shawn asks, really loudly.

“Shawn stop yelling.” You groan standing straighter.

“Am I yelling again?” He asks himself looking over at Geoff, who just shrugs.

“Yes.” You groan and take a seat on the couch. 

“Here want a sandwich.” He asks offering you one. 

“No, no thanks.” You push his hand away. 

He stares at you and then looks at his team and he must say something because they all leave silently.

“Baby?” He says softly sitting next to you. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine.” You lie.

“No you aren’t, you a short with me today. Don’t want to eat anything and you keep leaning against the wall closing your eyes, rubbing your forehead.”

“Fine, honestly I have a migraine and you’re making it worse.” You whisper.

“What?” He whispers.

“I’m sorry, that was rude.”

“No don’t be sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you weren’t feeling good. I’m sorry I’m making it worse.” He says looking away.

“Shawn stop, I should have told you before I came with you today.”

“Come on.” He says standing up and offering his hand. You take is and he pulls you up. 

“Whoa wait a second.” You say leaning against him, the dizziness back.

“What?” He asks concerned.

“I just got a little dizzy, give me a second and it will go away.”

“Are you sure?”

“Shawn it’s been like this all day, it will go away”

When you think you’re good you start to walk, him following closely. When you stumble on your feet and reaches out and grabs you so don’t fall. 

“That’s it.” He says picking you up.

He is now holding you bridal style and you tuck your face into his neck wrapping your arms around his neck. 

“Hey Andrew.” He calls out softly. Andrew walks over. “Cancel the rest of my day, I’m going home.”

“If she isn’t feeling good I can have Geoff take her so you can finish.” Andrew says.

Andrew has never really enjoyed the fact that you distract Shawn so easily. 

“No she’s fine, I’m the one not feeling well.” 

“Then why are you carrying her?” 

“Why aren’t you carrying her?” Shawn sasses back. 

“Shawn.” You hiss into his neck. 

“Cancel it okay?” He says walking past Andrew. 

Once out side he lets out a breathy laugh and helps you into his car. 

“Shawn why did you do that?” You ask.

“Priorities.” He shrugs closing your door. You smile to yourself and wait for him to get in. 

*

“Love.” Shawn slightly shakes your shoulder. You roll over and notice that you are in bed. 

“How did I get here?”

“You fell asleep on the car ride home, I brought you in here. You’ve been asleep for about two hours. I’m sorry to wake you but I need to know if you’re feeling better, it’s eating me alive.”

“No my head still hurts.” You sigh rolling closer to him. He lets his hand start to feel your forehead and then combs his fingers through your hair.

“When was the last time you took something?” 

“This morning when you picked me up.”

“That was like almost 8 fucking hours ago.” He says getting up and rushing to his bathroom. He comes back with a glass of water and pills.

“Thank you.” You whisper as you take the medication. 

“Can I do anything else? I can go to the store and get you your favorite snacks and a few movies.” He says pacing around the room.

“Shawn.” You say making him stop. Which you silently thank god because it was making you dizzy again. “Can you just cuddle?” 

“Fucks sake, I’ve been dying to do that since we got home.” He says climbing into bed.

“Why didn’t you?”

“I didn’t want to wake you or make it worse.” He says laying next to you. You roll over into his side and practically wrap yourself around him. Legs tangling.

“I didn’t mean it.” You whisper against his chest.

“What?”

“When I said you were making it worse, I didn’t mean it. I don’t know why I said it. I didn’t,” You take a breath. “You always make me feel better, and at the time I just wanted you to hold me and you couldn’t and that’s what was making it worse, that you couldn’t hold me.” 

“Y/n, if you would have just told me I would have stopped and did what ever you needed. You come first, how many times do I have to tell you that.”

“I know I just hate being sick around you.” You whisper.

“Why?”

“Because when you’re sick you are so strong, you still perform and travel and go around and be The Shawn Mendes.” You say sighing.

“Okay, yeah I still perform when I have a stuffed nose, but when I have a migraine I stop every thing and stay in my hotel. You still go to work and school when you have a cold. You still went to Aaliyah’s tournament when you felt like throwing up, you are the superhero here.” 

“Sure. Because you aren’t a superhero at all.”

“When have I ever ‘saved the day’?”

“Today, with Andrew. You told him you were the one feeling sick when he didn’t want you to leave because I was the one sick. When that guy at the party tried to grab me.” You say starting to go down your list. “Every morning when you call or wake up next to me.”

“Ok that was really cute.” He says smiling at you.

“You’re really cute.” 

“How’s the head?”

“Not much better.”

“Come here.” He says pulling you up onto his chest. He starts rubbing your back and you hide yourself into his neck. “Go back to sleep babe, I’m here.” He says kissing the top of your head.

“I love you.”

“I love you more, sleep well.” 

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Thirty-Two

Summary: You go to your first convention since the news about you and the Padaleckis, taking Dallas on her first plane ride in the process.
Words: 4.8k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Rich, Rob, Dallas (OC)
Warnings: mild angst
Beta: @blacksiren

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Summary: When you try to liven it up in the bedroom, things get a little out of hand.
Characters: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, so many sexy innuendos and all kinds of implied situations.

A/N: The internet could use a giggle today, so here’s my submission for @bookybuns fic fest. Thanks again for letting me join! The prompt for this one was ‘Accidental Prostitution’, and hands down this is the silliest thing I have ever written, so, anyway. Also, poor Steve…

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