i woke up and stared at my phone for like 20 minutes

Aisles [m]

Aisle Three

Summary: Jungkook was your best friend. You held onto his secrets. And he knew all of yours. Except for one. One that would change your friendship forever. You were in love with him.

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: bestfriend!au, college!au, angst, smut

Word Count: 5,802

Originally posted by sugutie

Aisle One Aisle Two Aisle Three

Surprisingly, it was easy for you to lie yourself and to everyone around you. Flashing a smile anytime someone around you asked you how you were doing. The layers of concealer under your eyelids hiding more than the lack of sleep. You tried to keep yourself busying, burying yourself under piles of books and notes to occupy your mind with anything but Jungkook and how he wrinkled his nose when he smiled.

 In a very strange way you found solace in the amount of schoolwork that was piling up in the pages of your planner. Exams, research papers, and presentations were keeping you out of the house and inside the walls of the library. You were regretting your schedule for this semester, but with the MCAT looming you couldn’t afford to take any risks. Medical school was the light at the end of the tunnel, and not even a bunny toothed boy was enough to keep you distracted.

 Hoseok however, had a problem with the fact that you should probably start paying rent to the librarian. He missed you, constantly sending you reminders to eat and drink water during the hours you were studying. You had regretted the night you told him that you hadn’t eaten since 7 in the morning and 45 minutes later a freckled teenager came into the library with the largest bag of Chinese takeout you had ever seen. And your name was scribbled on the front.

Y/N 9:35 PM: Hobi, I appreciate the thought but can you please stop sending me food while I am in the library.

Hoseok 9: 47 PM: I’ll stop sending you food when you actually sleep in your bed, for once

Sighing, you throw your phone back down on the table. He had a point. You hadn’t slept underneath sheets in weeks. By the time you got home from school you were too tired to make it your bedroom. Every morning waking up regretting the fact that you had decided to buy the lumpiest couch known to man. You knew that this wouldn’t last. That eventually you wouldn’t be able to hide behind the excuses of academics to avoid having a life. You were going to burn out.

But two days later you found yourself in the same position.

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genre ― smut + a bit of fluff at the end, fuckboy!au

pairing ― jungkook | reader | taehyung

synopsis ― Dodging Jungkook’s annoying horny texts was easy but what happens when another boy accidentally joins in on the fun?

words ― 7,633

note : I meshed Play & Play 2.0 together and added a few things. Before I get asked, yes there will another part to this.

extra note : part two


Your ringtone kept blasting in your ear as you tried to sleep before a big presentation. You groaned, cursing yourself for not turning off the volume as you reached for the glowing device knowing exactly who it was. You denied the call thinking,”Why is he so fucking desperate?” You began closing your eyes again until a loud ding woke you up again.

JK (1:57 AM): Why didn’t you answer babe? I want to talk to you :(

You rolled your eyes and turned off your phone, getting back to your much needed sleep.

It was almost a routine with Jungkook, calling you at 2 in the morning expecting you to be down for some sexting. That boy didn’t know when to quit and you should have already blocked his number considering he’s been like this for 4 months straight. But you’ll be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t like the attention he was giving you.

Not that you were the only girl, of course, because being the all-star soccer player he had half the school population begging for him. Hell not just him but the rest of the soccer team and you weren’t one to judge because your eyes would wander over to their table every once in awhile just like the rest of them.

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Ok but consider time

We all know that Lance is homesick and we were shown just how far away they were from Earth at one point. But something that hasn’t been considered is that time is passing differently for them than it is on Earth. A good representation of how this is is in Interstellar, when the main character’s youngest sends him a video, something that she refused to before and only decided to do because it was her birthday. The birthday marking her the same age as her father. Another example of this is if you take a clock and you do one revolution around earth the time on the clock is different than the time on the clocks on Earth that would have previously been running at the same time. I don’t know the exact science so that might not be exact.

So like… I have an idea for an au where Lance’s family is devastated when they find out, and Lance’s 13 year old genderfluid sibling is like ‘I want to go to the Garrison’ and Lance’s parents and everyone else are like 'No, we just lost Lance, why would you want to do that’ and the sibling is like 'Lance’s dream was to make it to space and if he couldn’t get there in his life time then I’m going to do this for him’ so they take up engineering and physics to try to get into the Garrison. They try to get in at age 14 and don’t, but try again at 15 and do. They get an opportunity to be a pilot because someone quit. They have to deal with Iverson and he’s like 'You’re just like your brother, useless, a replacement because someone else isn’t here’ and they realise that this would have fuelled Lance’s anxiety and he never told any of them. They make it their personal mission to be problematic, but also the best in their class. Like, insulting Iverson everyday, becoming 50000000% more petty and salty, and even at one point challenging him to a rap battle. On a separate occasion they somehow manage to barge into a staff meeting to shout that at Iverson that he verbally abused and degraded their brother’s mental health and worsened his anxiety, before presenting a petition signed by the whole student body and some parents to get Iverson fired. Iverson is fired. After a few years the Kerberos mission is being rebooted. At age 19 they are chosen to pilot. They tell their family that they’re finally getting to see space. The team includes Mrs Holt, who had stepped up to engineering again, and another woman. They get to Kerberos, and a few weeks into their mission the Galra resistance group who rescued Matt arrive, to check that the area is still free of the Galran Empire. Mrs Holt is so happy, but also, her son looks the same way he did when she last saw him 8 years ago, though more buff, scarred and tired. The sibling convinces them to let them come with them, and when Matt explains that Mr Holt is still out there Mrs Holt is like 'There is no way that you’re leaving me behind, the communications officer is like 'The government adopted me when I was 12, and they passed me off to the Garrison immediately, two years before they were legally allowed to so I don’t have much back there, I’ll come’. The Galra resistance group meets with the Blade of Marmora to form an alliance. They then meet with Voltron. The meeting is first with Allura, then the paladins of Voltron are introduced, minus Shiro because he’s missing. There are the obvious reunions.

Matt: What the f-
Mrs Holt: Language, Matt.
Matt: Mum, I’m fighting in a war and I was a slave for a year, let me swear.
Pidge: Who are you, you’re not the short beanpole I know.
Matt: As I was saying, MUM, what the heck’s a Pidge.
Pidge: I’m a Pidge. And Mum, you look a lot older than I remember.
Matt: KaTIE THAT’S NOT SOMETHING YOU SAY TO ANYONE.

Lance enters with a mug of coffee or something.

Hunk: Ah, I see you’re holding true to being the 20 minutes late with Starbucks meme.
Lance: Yes, but I woke up lat this morning and I have to uphold my beauty routine so I’m not sore-why is Pidge standing next to a hot Pidge what is happening am I okay.

Lance is barrelled over in a bear hug by his sibling.

Lance: *is confused*
Keith *is alarmed, the subject of his pining isn’t allowed to die*
Everyone else: *also alarmed*
Sibling: How dare you, not tell me or anyone else about Iverson being a dick to you! You were my role model! I came out as genderfluid to you before anyone else! Before I came out to Mama! You watched my debates and you went to everyone on of Freya’s hockey games, and you taught Maria how to use makeup when she was transitioning, and yet you couldn’t tell anyone of us, or even Mum or Mama about that!
Lance: Who-w-How do you know all that who are you?
Sibling: Well, you dense traffic light after that I thought it would have been obvious. I’m *name*
Lance: Um, no, *name* is 13.
Pidge: Lance…I can’t believe I forgot…We studied this…Time passes differently in space…
Lance: So you’re telling me that they’re, that you’re, my sibling? You’re, like, my age, if you aren’t older! How old even are you?
Sibling: I’m 19.
Lance: What the f-
Matt: Language.
Lance: ????
Matt: If I’m not allowed to swear you don’t get you.
Sibling: You know what this means, right? Unless you were some sort of crazy party animal at the Garrison I got to drink before you.
Hunk: 19 is still underage though.
Sibling: In America maybe. But we live in Australia. So. Whenever I went home I got to drink. Because I was also at the Garrison from a program/branch thing in Australia I was bound by Australian rules so I was legally considered an adult and allowed to pilot the second Kerberos mission.
Matt: But more importantly. You think I’m hot? *bats lashes at Lance*
Sibling: Right, how could we forget about that beautiful gem.
Lance: How could you do this? Betrayed by my favourite little-what is is sibling? Sister?
Sibling: Sibling.
Lance: How could I be betrayed by my favourite little sibling?
Sibling: Well first of all, I’m only your favourite until Freya or Maria is in the room and suddenly you’re not allowed to have favourites, and second, you may have been born before me but I’ve lived longer than you so I’m the older sibling now.
Lance: All around me are familiar faces, worn out places-
Allura: We are currently searching for our black paladin, Shiro, which is why we wanted meet with you, aside from solidifying an alliance.
Matt: Wait, you mean Shiro like Takashi Shirogane?
Keith: Yeah. He’s missing and we can’t form Voltron without him.
Matt: You must be Takashi’s emotionally constipated adopted child-I mean adoptive brother. But more importantly, he couldn’t even be here to meet me! My boyfriend’s such a *stares directly at Mrs Holt* goshdarned flake.
Pidge: *Snorts* And what a hecking shame that is! If you being here could have stopped him from going and cheesing disappearing then we wouldn’t be in this dang situation.
Holt siblings: *snorts devolving into cackles*

So that’s my au. There’s more. There’s so much more and I might draw some of it. I’m also considering a name/names for the sibling.

Or, alternatively the time passing differently in space could just be for langst.

texts from last night! meme

[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today?

[text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here

[text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after.

[text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW

[text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this one’s for Team USA.

[text] He gave me the “find somebody who wants to date you for who you are” speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.

[text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese

[text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it

[text] Seriously. I’m like, “Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you’re so fucking intelligent I’m turned on?”

[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet?

[text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I’m keeping him.

[text] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life.

[text] It’s a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later.

[text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.

[text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife.

[text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old woman’s birthday party for the food. Whoops.

[text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle.

[text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. I’d say it was a pretty successful Thursday night.

[text] I’m wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.

[text] He’s like… An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It’s almost unsettling

[text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I’ve found the One.

[text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while… if you happen to find your balls then join us

[text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”…

[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba”

[text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog.

[text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever.

[text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me

[text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings.

[text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was “chug-a-lug”

[text] There’s a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork.

[text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine

[text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.

[text] He told me he loved me. I didn’t know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him

[text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten

[text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly.

[text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.

[text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I’ve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury

[text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man’s heart.

[text] When was the last time you wore pants?

[text] I’ve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation

[text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.

[text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time

[text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent

[text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person.

[text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So how’s your day going?

[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.

[text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. What’s wrong with this tradition?

[text] all i’ve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila.

[text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys don’t exist?

[text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special

[text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention

[text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the “High While Analyzing Disney Movies” texts begin.

[text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He won’t quit poking me on fb

[text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes

[text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won’t be me. I’m drinking liquor out of a fishbowl.

[text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy

[text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster

[text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing.

[text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on

[text] Let’s play a little game called “Chill the Fuck Out” - you’re our first contestant

[text] Didn’t get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie.

[text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion.

[text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat

[text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance?

[text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out

[text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game

[text] i think its awesome that according to your mom i’m your friend that caught on fire.

[text] So fucked up. Can’t tell if I’m starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out.

[text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day.

[text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship.

[text] you traded sex for a burrito?

[text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.

[text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there.

[text] it’s not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher.

[text] You’re always adorable, but when you’re drunk, you’re like Chia Pet adorable.

[text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest

[text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box

[text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year old’s Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.

[text] It’s like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal it’s gummy bears and instead of milk it’s vodka.

[text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go

[text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome.

[text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying “i mean who doesn’t like cheetos”

[text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you

[text] I left a cheeto on everyone’s car trailing to the house i’m at, hanzel and gretel style.

[text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.

[text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs

[text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar.

[text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year

[text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something.

[text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex.

[text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing ‘follow the yellowbrick road’. i’m pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted

[text] It’s like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.

[text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes?

[text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.

[text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy!

[text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.

[text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter.

[text] So I woke up today with someone’s door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok.

[text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know.

[text] Because when I say 'You shouldn’t drink anymore’, she hears, 'I personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinks’

[text] okay, this game isn’t funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.

[text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing.

[text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed

[text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.

[text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone

[text] never. drinking. again.

[text] I’m gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see.

[text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night

[text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now

[text] i’m out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction.

[text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.

Evan Peters- Liar

Word Count: 2035

Warning: heart break, cussing, and my weird writing.

A/N: I don’t really watch Evan Peters interviews and such , so I’m sorry if this isn’t the way he’ll act.
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Flashback
Calm down Y/N. You’ll be okay. You are gonna live your dream! He’ll be happy. You’ll come back. At least you’re at home and no-

I snapped out of thought when Evan tapped my shoulder.

“Are you okay babe?” Evan said to me

I looked at him and gave a light smile.

“Of course I am!” I said

“You looked scared.” He said with a frown, “Are you sure?”

“A little bit. I’m just have to tell you something.” I said putting my head down.

He grabbed my hands, “You can tell me anything and you know that.”

“Okay…” I took a deep breath, “I got the job I wanted.”

I looked up to see him smiling.

“That’s great ne-” I cut Evan off.

“It’s in England.” I said looking down.

He tried to speak words, but nothing came out.

“I’m sorry Evan…” I said on the verge of tears.

“Hey…” he said quietly, “Don’t cry. We’ll see each other soon. I can visit.” He said lifting my face up with a finger. He kissed me lightly.

“It’ll be alright…”

END OF THE FUCKING FLASHBACK BITCHES

“It’ll be alright” was the only thing floating through my mind.

“Liar…” I said as I looked at the photo.

It was him and his co-worker, Emma, kissing.

“THAT FUCKING LIAR!” I screamed as I flung a paint brush across the room.

How could he. How could he do that to me. I thought he was the one! The one who wouldn’t hurt me.

I’m wrong.

I grabbed a canvas out of a box and painted my heart out.

All I could do was paint. All I could think of was the hurt and pain running through me.

I was crying as I painted. All the colors I used expressed my emotions. Each brush stroke expressed my pain. How they were shades of blue and maroon with rough and jagged strokes.
(A/N: I think that expresses sadness and anger.)

In the end it was an abstract painting of a girl  on her knees crying, ripping her chest open to reveal her broken heart. Her head was tilted back and her long hair was so jagged, but it flowed down.

I smiled weakly as I signed my name. I felt a bit better, but a hole was still in my chest. I felt nothing there. Where is used to feel a pulse. Now I feel nothing there. It hurt.

I checked the time.
3:00 am.
(A/N: I don’t know how to convert it.)

I just took off my clothes and slept. I was drained emotionally and physically.

-Le Next Day-

I woke up with a knock on my apartment, or flat is what they say here, door.

I got up an-

“I’m leaving today!” I said

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!

I ran to a suitcase and grabbed a shirt and sweats. I got in the restroom and did stuff.

Someone was knocking.

“THE DOOR!” I yelled with my toothbrush in my mouth. I ran to it and opened it.

“Ms. Y/L/N your ride is ready to leave.” The man said in a very thick British accent, that sounded a bit like Matthew Lewis.

“I will be down in three minutes.” I said trying to smile with a toothbrush in my mouth.

“Will you need help?” The man said.

“Yes please, but not my green bag.” I said calmly.

“Yes ma'am.” He said with a smile.

I went back to the restroom and rinsed my mouth. I packed up my toiletries, and started to think.

Where am I going to stay? I’m not going back home. I need a plan.

Maybe Y/F/N will be able to let me stay at their place.

Or you can confront him!

No little voice. I will not confront that asshole.

Fine! Suit yourself.

I’m going crazy aren’t I?

Yes. You are talking to yourself.

Maybe that little voice is right. Maybe I should talk to him. Maybe it wasn’t what I thought of. Also that I need to get checked for any mental disorders.

“Ma'am. The car is ready and so are your luggage.” The man said.

I snapped my head to him.

“Thank you.” I smiled at him politely, “I will be out.”

He nodded and left.

Time to stop thinking and relax for an hours now.

-Time Skip brought by Jimmy Dean-

So that was a lie about not thinking. I thought a lot.

About life decisions and a lot about Evan.

Was he worth my tears?

I shook the thought of my head.

WAIT!

Who’s picking me up?

I got my carry on from the over head compartment, and exited the plane wearily. I went to baggage claim and got my bags. The others are going to be shipped to my house. Well our house.

I sighed I turned my phone on. Should of down that earlier. Whelp!

It took a couple minutes for it to turn on, but soon all the notifications came in.

Twitter.

Instagram.

Facebook.

One from MySpace.

19 missed phone calls and 20 messages from him.

I texted F/N to pick me up. Even if Evan came I won’t go with that asshat.

She said she’ll be there in 46 minutes because she lived close by and no traffic.

I went to sit and relaxed.

I went to my texts and said, “We are over. Don’t look for me. Don’t speak to me. We are over.”

My fingers hovered over the send button. I breathed in and hit send. It’s over. Time down the drain.
(A/N: Even my heart is hurting writing this.)

I stare at my phone noticing all these notifications. Mostly Twitter, so my curious mind decided to check.

So many people were bashing Evans and Emma. Whelp. Serves them right.

Some people say I deserved it and they saw it coming. Those soggy ass waffles.

I decided to respond.

“If I couldn’t see it coming then… How would you?” I tweeted.
(A/N: Cringe)

I turned off all notifications except my essentials. Messaging and phone calls. I just muted Evan. Simple.

Break down again! It’s healthy.

Not this again.

You made me up. This is you. I’m telling you what you tell your friends. You even say it’s good advice, so why not take it.

Because I don’t want to cry anymore!

I said to the little voice with an annoyed expression.

I got my earbuds out and decided to try and relax.

I put my Spotify songs on shuffle and let relaxation take over me.

I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match

Great.” I mumbled to myself taking a deep breath.

What a catch, what a catch
Whoa
You’ll never catch us
So just let me be
Said I’ll be fine
‘Till the hospital or American Embassy
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
They say the captain
Goes down with the ship
So, when the world ends
Will God go down with it?
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
I will never end up like him
Behind my back, I already am
Keep a calendar
This way you will always know
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won’t find out what I know
You were the last good thing
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we’re goin’ down swinging
Dance, dance, we’re falling apart to halftime
Dance, dance, and these are the lives you’d love to lead
Dance, this is the way they’d love
If they knew how misery loved me
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren’t so great
He tastes like you, only sweeter
Growing up, growing up
I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch

I remained at the airport till my friend picked me up. I trusted them with my life, and sometimes I shouldn’t.

They took me in and they gave me everything I needed. They were great, but what lingered on my mind was.

Evan…

-Time Skip: A week-

I opened the door and saw him. Why is he here!? I was about to close it, but he put his foot in the way.

“Y/N. Hear me out.”  I heard her voice say softly.

I nodded slowly unsure of what to say because if I did this would be a shit show.

“The article isn’t true.” He said to me, “We were going out to lunch together after a shoot with the cast. I was whispering something in her ear because I didn’t want others to hear, of course. They photoshopped to make us look like we were kissing. I swear. I would never hurt you. You make me so happy! You make me the happiest man!” He used small hand gestures. I looked in her eyes to see if he was lying, but he wasn’t, “I love everything about you. From how your hair smells to how sweet you are! I would never ever hurt you like this. I promised you.” He said with his voice cracking in the end.

“You really didn’t do any of it?” I said quietly.

He lightly grabbed my face.

I hesitated, but I grabbed one of his hands lightly.

“I would never lie to you for something this huge. Without you I don’t feel whole. I don’t feel me without knowing I can’t protect you. It hurts knowing I hurt you. It even hurts going home because I know you aren’t there.” He said looking me in the eye.

He really wasn’t lying.

You miss him. Go to him.

At this moment I didn’t hate this voice. It was right.

“I love you.” I said hugging him.

He hugged back almost instantly.

I pulled back and dragged him into the house.

Then I started thinking as I locked the door.

I turned back to him.

“What did you say to her?” I said to him.

He blushed.

Now it was his turn. He hesitated.

“I told her that I-I wa-wanted to m-marry you.” He said very nervously.

My eyes widened, but I smiled.

“You want to marry me?” I said sheepishly with a blush evident on my face.

“I still do.” He said confidently.

“Is that offer still up?” I said rubbing my arm.

I just got him back and I’m asking him to basically marry me.

He smiled widely and got down on one knee.

“Will you Y/N Y/L/N become my partner-in-crime for life, even in the afterlife?” He said pulling a a black box out with a beautiful ring inside.
(A/N: Imagine the ring because I don’t know your style at all.)

“Yes!” I said jumping on him.

I smashed my lips on him and he smiled into it. This kiss was a kiss that made up all the lost time.

He was my world. He made me so happy. His personality made me smile, and his looks made me smirk.

He was mine and I love him.
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A/N:
The next part will involve some naughty things.

overnight

Originally posted by sisterstextsebastian

Peter Parker X avenger!Reader

Summary: In which Peter helps you with a little studying and ends up sleeping over and spending the next day with you:)

Word Count: 1.5k

a/n: I haven’t written in a while so sorry if I’m rusty,, and i didn’t proofread sorryyyy!!

Masterlist


It was a Friday night, and you were studying. Like most kids at this time, you were super stressed for finals week. As you sat in the Avenger’s tower library, you wondered how you would retain so much information in such little time. As you set your head down on your books making a loud sigh, the team walked in.

“Hey, kid. Whatcha up to?”, Tony pondered as he walked around behind the table you were working at.

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HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

Once again, Taehyung won’t make it home for Christmas.

Originally posted by chimtae

word count: 3.9k
genre: angst/fluff [i know, i’m in shock too]

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Jeff Atkins x Reader | Friendzone - (Part 2)

A/N: Highly requested. Here it is ! Hope you all enjoy it. Be sure to follow me and send me feedback as it’s always appreciated.

(Part 1) | (Part 3)

Originally posted by juggiehead

“Hey are you okay ?” Zach asked. I sniffled and turned around to look at him “Yeah I’m perfectly fine” I faked a smile. “Theirs no need to lie. I can tell you’re not okay” he now took the seat beside me. My eyes were probably blood shot. Ugh why do I have to be such an emotional wreck at times. “You wanna talk about it ?” he asked. “Not right now but thanks for the concern Zach” I gave him a small smile and stood up dusting the back of my shorts.

Clay’s P.O.V

Hannah and I looked at each other at the same time when (Y/N) walked out. “The poor thing, I feel so bad for her” she said. “Same here. I should probably go check on her” I stood up. “At this state don’t expect her to explain herself” I nodded at her in assurance and started to walk out but Jeff stopped me. “Hey Clay. Where you think you going man ? I thought you and Hannah were hitting it off pretty well” he said. “Well we are having a good time, theirs no problem” I said and tried to walk past him but he still blocked me. “Then where are you heading ? Something serious ?” He questioned.

“Just worried about (Y/N) thought I’d check on her since she doesn’t seem well” I said and walked right past him this time not bothering to answer any more questions. I could feel he was close behind me. Why worry about a friend the most when they’re hurt. (Y/N) looked like she was just leaving as she dusted off the back of her shorts and Zach standing up after.

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

“Hey (Y/N), are you okay ?” Clay asked. “Yep I’m fine, I was just leaving” I nodded. He understood what I meant and walked back into the house. Jeff was behind him. “(Y/N/N) why are you leaving ? What happened ?” Jeff asked as he rushed towards me. “It’s nothing Jeff, don’t worry about it. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather right now and all I’d like is a bit of space” I sighed. “Yeah okay sure thing. Go home safe and take it easy. Message me if you need anything” he pulled me in a for a hug and kissed my forehead. I nodded in return and waved him off. “You wouldn’t mind me walking you home would you ?” Zach asked. “Not at all” I giggled. He’s so sweet to actually stay, of course Jeff couldn’t read my emotions. Why do I crush on this boy anyway

It was a good walk, I got to learn a lot more about Zach and he learnt more about me. We were now a few feet away from my house, their was a calming silence between us both. “You sure you’ll be okay” he asked one last time when we reached my front door. “I’m sure of it. Thank you so much for walking me home, I really do appreciate it” I pulled him in for a hug and wrapped my arms around his neck, the struggles of hugging this boy since he’s so tall. I love it.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow at school” he raised a brow. “Yepp I’ll see you then” I bit my lip. “Okay bye” he waved off and shoved his hands in his jean pockets. “Bye” I waved back and shut my front door. I sighed out loud as I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders. As sweet as Zach may be, I still only have feelings for Jeff at this moment. I walked up to my bedroom getting undressed and slipping on my pyjamas then going back to studying. My notifications went off ‘Thanks for making my not so boring night 10x better, I’m glad I got to end a good evening with you xx’ - Zach. Aww that’s so thoughtful of him. I started blushing from his text and replied back ‘Aww thanks Zach for tonight ! I had a good time in those 15 mins. See yah x’. I locked my phone and decided to call it a night, I needed a rest after all that drama.

Next Day

I woke up early the next morning at 6:30 and decided to spend my half an hour on having breakfast and getting ready for school. Their was no rush since I could walk to school and it was at least 20 mins away but I didn’t mind because I needed the cardio. I got dressed wearing a plain black crop top, fishnet stockings, ripped denim skinny jeans paired with black and white converse. I tied up my hair in a high ponytail since the heat was unbearable. I grabbed my back and left at 7:15, reaching school at 7:42.

I pushed through the double doors and went straight to my locker. I started packing my bag for the day when out of a sudden a familiar voice whispered “Miss me ?”. I shook in fright and turned to see Zach “Gosh, please don’t do that ever again” I held my hands on my chest trying to steady my heartbeat. “Uhm so I was wondering if you have any plans tonight ?” He asked. “Nope I don’t think so, why ?” The curiosity starting to build. “I was just wondering if you’d like to go out tonight for dinner at 7 ?” He suggested. “Sounds like a plan Dempsey, I’ll see you then” I grinned. He started walking backwards then shouted “I’ll pick you at at 6:30” and winked.

I didn’t realise I was still in daze at the thought of going on a date tonight with Zach when Jeff stood in front of me. “What was that all about ?” He asked and looked back then back at me. “What’s it to you ?” I short back. “I care for you. I don’t trust any of my mates to go out with you” he said and crossed his arms over his chest. “I appreciate that you care but I’m going out with Zach tonight” I said and pushed past him. He started following me “You aren’t going anywhere with him, go cancel on him because I won’t allow it” he stood in front of me. “I’m going with Zach tonight and that’s final !” I yelled, earning stares from a few people.

Jeff looked around us and pulled me into an empty classroom “Why are you being so difficult. It’s for your own good and he isn’t for -” we were cut off by moans in the corner of the classroom. It was Zach and Sheri “Are you fucking kidding me ? I shouted. Jeff was ready to grab my wrist. ”(Y/N) wait" Zach started chasing after me.Why does life have to be so cruel ? Why does everyone have to always turn their back on me ? Why do I think that life is going to be okay ? Why do I even try ? I went to the girls bathroom and into the first vacant stall that I could find. I let the tears fall, I might as well ease my pain now then later. I can’t stand to see the world anymore.

The bell then rang 5 minutes later. I used the back of my hand to wipe away my tears, went to the sink to rinse my face and go to my first lesson which was Maths. Just great that I have Jeff and Zach in the same class. I walked into class getting stares from both Zach and Jeff, as well as other familiar faces. I walked to the back of the class instead of my usual seat next to Jeff. “Hey do you mind if I sit here today ? You can take my seat next to Jeff” I hoped and prayed in that moment that this kid was okay to switch. My prayers were answered when he said “Yeah sure” and walked to seat without any further questions. Zach and Jeff watched my every move, right now I couldn’t care less. I took a quick glance at my presence on my front camera feeling blessed that my eyes weren’t bloodshot this time.

They don’t deserve to know that I’m weak. Luckily this lesson the teacher hadn’t asked me to answer any questions as she usually does, since I’m her pet then she always makes me answer her questions. I guess she got the memo like Jeff and Zach that right now wasn’t a good time to talk to me or ever for a while.

It was now the end of the day and I pushed past the double doors with more force because of my anger. I jogged downstairs and speed walked to the pavement to walk home. “(Y/N) !” I heard my name being yelled and a car honk. Zach was following me “I’m so sorry” he said. “Don’t be, I’m sorry for actually believing that someone would like me for once. Jeff was right. Fuck all of you, I’m done with life” I said and not bothering to look back at him. “At least let me give you a ride” he offered. “I’d rather not” “(Y/N) please it’s the least -” he was cut off by Jeff. “Bro she’s not interested leave her alone” Jeff scoffed. Zach didn’t say anything further and drove off.

I was glad that Zach was gone but I don’t want to have to deal with Jeff. “(Y/N) at least look at me” he said walking next to me. “No. Now go back to your girlfriend and leave me alone” I picked up my pace. I didn’t go to the gym for nothing these past few months, it’s for situations like this so I can run away easily. “Why are you being so complicated ? I was just trying to help you and -” I cut him off short by placing my lips on his. The butterflies in my stomach were all over the place. Did I just make the worst mistake or the best choice ? 

A/N: My apologies if it’s not the way you guys were hoping for it to be, their will be a part 3 and in future their will be another imagine that’s something like this but of course different. Love you all and thank you for being patient for this one xx

Friends

hello loves! so its been a while since i wrote something that i wanted to write, so i decided to take a break from the requests and write something i wanted to. dont worry, its just one, next time will be a request. this is going to be based on the song ‘Friends’ by ed sheeran because im an angsty little bitch. anyways, keep sending in requests hope you enjoy!


We’re not, no we’re not friends, nor have we ever been.
We just try to keep those secrets in a lie,
And if they find out, will it all go wrong?
And Heaven knows, no one wants it to.

“C’mon love, where’s your sense of adventure!” Harry shouted at you over the pounding bass in whatever club you had wandered into. Tonight was Harry’s birthday, a respectable day that the two of you usually spent together, but when night would hit, you both would pick up your other friends and hit the town. It was a nice tradition you had stuck to for many years. 

But now Harry was drunker than when you arrived and he thought it would be a good idea if you all took a quick trip to his LA home to visit all of his friends in LA. You thought it was adorable that he wanted everyone he loved to be included on this special day, but being in London defeated the idea of flying 12 hours. Plus, Harry would fall asleep within the first 20 minutes and not remember why he was in LA when he woke up.

“My sense of adventure is completely here, but it wants to stay in this city!” you yelled back to him. You reached out for his hand to pull him towards the door. All of his other friends had left for the evening, and you were ready to head out as well. Harry tried to fight you, but your sober state was not a match for his intoxicated one. You got him safely out of the club, and you both stood waiting for the valet to pull your car around.

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Do Something Already

A Shawn Mendes one shot. Requested by @alone-in-madness

Request: I think i already respuest something but i have another idea🤐😂 you and shawn hate each other so much (secretely in love but things that happened wont let you love each other) but your families are so close, you go in a trip together and because of some mistake you have to share rooms. in the middle of a fight, somehow you end having crazy passionate craving hungerly type of sex and you confess feelings ❤❤❤ LOVE U

A/N: I still don’t think I’m any good at smut, but let me know what you think :)

WARNING: SMUT


It was the weekend I dreaded every summer. I felt like some dumb, stereotypically angsty teenager, but I genuinely didn’t want to go on this family trip. While Muskoka was beautiful, it was also boring. All my friends were still in Toronto for the long weekend, while I was being forced to spend my time at a rented cottage with my family and the family of my parents’ friends.

The son of my parents’ friends was my age, which means you’d think after all this time being forced to hang out together we’d become friends, but in fact the opposite was true. Shawn was the scum of the earth, and the reason I dreaded going so much for what had become an annual tradition. It didn’t matter how good looking he was or how nice he was to his younger sister or the passion he put into his music, he was still an asshole. I felt my stomach drop when I saw him come outside with the rest of his family once we’d arrived at the cottage. 

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Do Me (Peter Parker X Reader)

Pairing: Peter Parker X Reader

Requested: BY MY SOUL

Warnings:Underage drinking, violence, language.

Word Count: 1,441

Tags: @parkersenses @grant-valdes-holland @underoosie @tom-cinnamon-holland @thelifeofanengineeringstudent @lil-spidey @parkerroos @tomsspidey@sunrisehunny @peterletmebeanavengerparker @spideyboys @jor-da-na@captainswriting @quacksoff @spideyr00s @spideyyss @tomhollandisthicc@marvelsdaughter @babyparker @spideyyparker @rooyeun @focused-on-holland @peterfightmeparker

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Flash Thompson had sent a text to the entire school, inviting them all to a house party at his massive house. As soon as I got the text I ran over to my best friends Peter and Ned. “HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN THIS?” I asked loudly, showing them the message. “I don’t think we’re going (Y/N). It is Flash’s house. He’s definitely gonna be there.” Peter says, glancing at Flash across the cafeteria. “Petey, I won’t let him talk to you.” I say, grabbing his chin and making him look at me dead in the eyes. I knew that Flash had been emotionally, verbally, and physically battering Peter since the 2nd grade. “(Y/N) could totally take him.” Ned says, gesturing like he was squaring up and nodding.  “Totally. So can we go Pete?” I ask with puppy dog eyes and a pouty lip. “I can’t say no to that face.” Peter says, with a small smile in my direction. “I’ll see you guys after school!” I said just as the bell rang.

As Peter, Ned, and I walked towards home, we discussed a game plan for tonight. “I’m definitely wearing the hat.” Ned says. “I wouldn’t expect anything else Ned.” Peter said with a chuckle. “So I’ll meet you guys there?” Ned says, as we walk in front of his building. Peter and I lived in the same building just a few blocks away from Ned, so we always dropped him off first. “Are you ready to face tonight?” I ask Peter after a little while. “I don’t know. It kind of depends on how much of a dick Flash is.” Peter says with a shrug. I knew that he would be stressing until it was time for the party so to calm him down I put on The Empire Strikes Back as soon as we got back to Peter and Mays apartment. May was at work so we watched our movie until i heard the alarm on my phone go off signaling that it was 5 minutes till we had to start heading to Flashs’ house. Peter ran to his room to go change and I run up a floor to my apartment and change into a maroon tank top and black pants with my comfiest tennis shoes on. I grab my black leather jacket, my wallet, and my phone and head to meet Peter. Flashs house was far enough away that Peter and I got an Uber. The ride was about 20 minutes long and the entire time Peter and I were discussing the science/superhero joke on his shirt. His shirt read ‘What would a women version of Iron Man be called? Fe male.’ and that lead to a very long conversation about if Tony Stark was a woman. When we finally got there we were joking about how if Tony was a chick that he and Bruce probably would have dated.Flashs house was huge and obviously full of people. The windows were rattling with the music. Ned was on the sidewalk in front of the house just staring at the front door, his mouth agape. “Are you guys ready for this?” I ask, a little nervous myself. “Not really.” Peter responds, his hand shaking a little. I grab his quivering hand and intertwine my finger with his. He looks down at our entwined hands and then up at me, his eyes wide. “We can do this.” I say looking him in the eyes. “Yeah we can!” Ned says, grabbing Peters other hand. “Too far Ned.” Peter chuckles, releasing his hand from Neds. I laughed and started walking towards the door, dragging Peter along behind me with Ned following after The party was in full swing and people were everywhere. Flash, being the douchebag that he is, was DJing and calling himself “DJ FLASHY”. It was clear that he had already been drinking, as had most of the other people at the party. “HEY EVERYBODY! PENIS PARKER HAS ARRIVED. SCATTER CAUSE THE LOSER GENE IS CONTAGIOUS.” Flash yelled and then started laughing, and then a bunch of people followed him, laughing at Peter. I felt Peter’s grip on my hand tighten and his jaw tightened. “Petey it’ll be okay. Let’s go get something to drink.” I said, pulling him towards the kitchen. When we go there I went for the coke but Peter made a beeline directly for the keg. He poured himself a full cup and downed it. “Do you have like a super tolerance like Captain America?” I asked. “We’ll find out tonight.” He says, pouring himself another. About 30 minutes later and Pete was drunk as a skunk and giggly as hell. Flash had turned on a CD and was now making his way around the party. I had a drink myself and was feeling the liquid courage in my veins. “I have the urge to do something stupid.” I say to Peter, my first balling. “I’m stupid, do me.” Peter whines. I giggle a little and kiss him on the cheek. I knew I was going to be embarrassed about kissing him on the cheek later. But right now I whispered “I’ll be right back.” to Peter and walk over to Flash. “Ssssoooo the lady nerd decided to talk to a r-real man huh?” Flash slurs at me. I turn to a group of slightly sober teens and say “ You guys probably want to record this.” I turn back to Flash and let loose what I’ve been holding back for years “Flash you are the biggest asshole I’ve ever met. You act like a huge dick, which is misleading because thanks to Ruby Mackabee we all know you have a tiny dick. You hate that Peter is smarter and more talented than you. And quite frankly I’m tired of your shit.” I say with contempt in my voice. I ball up my fist and sock Flash directly in the nose, knocking him to the floor. I hear Peter yell “OH MY GOD (Y/N) YOU KNOCKED HIM ON HIS ASS.” I giggle and walk away from Flash, who had blood running from his now crooked nose, over to Peter. “I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.” Peter says, grabbing me by my face and kissing me harshly. I was so caught up in the feeling that I barely taste the alcohol on his breath. He broke the kiss and squeaks out “I’ve loved you since the fourth grade and I don’t know why I didn’t tell you sooner and I in the 6th grade I was the one who took your drawing and it’s framed on my wall and I didn’t mean to tell you that and oh my God I hope you like me back.” He finishes and breathe deeply. “Peter, I’ve had a crush on you for years and I really hope you remember this tomorrow.” I say with a smile and pull his face back to mine. We danced the rest of the night together.

We woke up slung over the couch in Peters apartment. My head was pounding slightly and Peter was banging around in the kitchen. He came out with a glass of water and 3 pain pills in his hand. “Here these are for you.” He says quietly and and I thank him and take the pills. “Hey Petey? Do you remember last night?” I ask quietly. “God yes.” He says looking into my eyes and smiling. “How do you feel about what happened?” I ask looking into his warm chocolate colored eyes. “Like I want to do it again.” He says, cupping my face in his hands and pulling my lips to meet mine. The kiss was soft, and sweet, and full of emotion. “I love you, (Y/N). I didn’t just say that because I was drunk.I remember you saying you love me too. And God do I hope you meant it.” He says. “ I did mean it Pete. I’m in love with you.” I say with a smile. “FINALLY!” Ned says, coming out of the bathroom. “HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE?” Peter shouts. “PETEY VOLUME AND no seriously Ned how long have you been here” I say loudly. “Since last night. I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU GUYS.” He says with a huge smile and throwing his hands up in the air. “I’m happy too.” Peter says, smiling and kissing me sweetly. I smile and kiss him back. “Be mine?” He asks, leaning his forehead against mine. “Always.” I say kissing him.

“CAN I BE THE BEST MAN AT YOUR WEDDING?” Ned asks loudly.

“SURE NED. NOW GO AWAY.”

“LOVE YOU GUYS TOO.”

The Lingerie Experiment

The Final Outcome

I was awake way before Harry was on Monday morning.  I couldn’t stop my brain from spitting out everything I needed to say in this article.  I was pretty much done by the time he woke up.  He scratched his tummy as he walked past, pushing a kiss to the top of my head on his way to the bathroom.  

His eyes squinted over my shoulder,

“What are you writing?”

“Article.”

I watched as he quirked his brows.  He turned towards the bathroom, still half asleep.  Just a few more words and I was done.  

My smile was a mile wide as I stared down at the words I’d just written.  I don’t think I had ever been more proud to have written something since I figured out I liked writing.  Writing about Harry and I and our relationship was like a drug.  Once I got started, I couldn’t stop.  He was quite the inspiration.

I stood up and walked to the printer, shaking my head and giggling while I heard Harry singing in the shower.  I couldn’t wait for him to read what I’d written.  I wanted him to know exactly how I felt and there was no better way than for him to read this article.  

I heard the bathroom door creak open a few minutes later.  The steam and moisture from the shower filled our bedroom.  Harry liked to take unusually hot showers.  He was wiping a towel down his face, another towel wrapped around his waist.  His ink looked especially good against his tanned, toned skin.  I smiled.  Damn, I was lucky.

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Scars

Originally posted by thalassa55

Tom Holland x Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: Struggling with scars due to several surgeries as a child, Tom is there to comfort and love the Reader.

Word Count: 2,580

Warnings: Language, body image issues, talk of scars, childhood, loving!tom, sad stuff, fluff. (That’s it ??)

A/N: Wowza, I posted ?? I know, it’s crazy. Hopefully this is close as to what the anon asked for and is a decent tom imagine (still struggling w/ those tbh). As always, enjoy reading and feedback is appreciated!


Today was yours and Tom’s one year anniversary of being together.

You were beyond ecstatic when he had asked you out for the first time.

Thinking about it always makes you crack a smile, remembering the horrendous first impression you both presented to one another.

You had been at a local cafe getting a simple cup of coffee, enjoying your time.

Tom, however, was in a rush to get to a meeting, so as you were reaching to grab a napkin off the baristas counter, he quickly and accidentally rammed into you.

His coffee went everywhere.

He started apologizing profusely, but you were too entranced  by his muddled hair and deep brown, chocolate eyes that glistened every time he stared into yours with worry spread across his gorgeously chiseled face.

After that, you two kept running into each other.

A few of your friends always commented how it was “fate.”

And after a while, you started believing it too.

Tom is my soulmate.

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A Girl Called Mike - Part Six

Pairing: Dean × Reader

Word Count: Around 5300

Summary: The reader disguises herself during hunting jobs as a man named Mike and has met up with the Winchesters several times. They are unaware of her true identity. Feeling they know and trust Mike, they agree to invite the reader to the bunker.

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Part 2

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Warnings: Language, Violence

This is purely for a hobby and my enjoyment. Maybe some of you will enjoy it too. I apologize in advance for any mistakes or grammatical/spelling errors and appreciate any feedback or suggestions!

@misguidedconqueress thanks for all the encouragement, reviewing, editing,  sharing your wisdom, and everything else I am leaving out. You are amazing!

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It had been a few days and you were still empty handed. The library was turned over. Books were everywhere, littering the tables and floor. At least three laptops were open with different searches and translations running at all times. Sam was aghast at what little information was turning up, but you couldn’t say he wasn’t dedicated in giving it his all.

You on the other hand were going stir crazy. Your mind was spinning with images of words and your dreams were filled with Corson and his cold, black eyes. You needed to run, you need to punch something, you needed to hide. You splashed your face with cold water to break the thought pattern. The reflection in the mirror was unrecognizable; the boundaries between you and Mike blending together. What you really needed was a case.

You found Sam in the library. “Can I borrow a ride?”

He put a pencil down. “What for?”

“Listen, I really appreciate you helping me out and stuff, but I need some air and I think we could all use a little break.” You suggested.

Sam frowned but agreed. “Yeah, it might be helpful to take a look again with fresh eyes.”

“Well, I found a case so I’ll be back in a couple days tops.” You explained as Dean entered.

“Dude yes. I need a case. When are we leaving?” He asked filled with anticipation.

“Oh, I meant just me. It seems like a simple salt and burn. Definitely not a three man case.” You diminished.

“Why don’t you and Dean just go then. I’ll hold down the fort.” Sam suggested.

“What you’re really saying is you need some ‘you time,’ don’t want us to know about your weekly pedicures.” Dean joked. “But whatever. Y/N pack your things. We’ll leave in 20.” He instructed before leaving the room.

Sam and you exchanged shocked glances. “Dude. What the hell?” You whispered.

“What? I don’t mind keeping at it while you two take a break. Besides it would be good for you two to… reconnect.” Sam defended.

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Realisation

A/n:- It’s my first one, enjoy!

It has been about a month since I moved in with Bobby, Jc, Kian, Franny, Dom and Harrison. As Franny had expected, I did love it here since the very beginning. I wake up on mornings and find everyone having breakfast together. However, on a few other days, nobody wakes up before afternoon. I would say it is the perfect balance of recklessness and responsibility. But that is how I like it.
Today evening, we all went to watch a movie together and returned home, tired and sleepy. I mean, hey, we all lost interest in the movie 20 minutes in so there wasn’t much to do. Then, everyone kind of did their own thing. Bobby, Franny and Harrison constantly got up to get food. They wanted to be out of that theatre more than anyone but Jc prohibited anyone from leaving till the movie was over. Dom slept most of the time while Jc was busy on his phone. That left me with Kian, which is not a bad thing at all. He’s my best friend. Of course, I would even enjoy doing nothing with him. But then, we just kept talking and talking and talking till the credits rolled in. Now that I think of it, I think that is why my jaw kind of hurts. As much as I enjoyed the “movie”, I don’t think the others did too, so I know we won’t be going for another movie anytime soon.
As soon as we reached home, everyone went to their rooms. There was less talking on the way back as well. I had a feeling no one would be coming out of their rooms anytime soon, including me, yes.
By the time I entered my room, I was yawning profusely. So before I knew it, I was in my bed. There I was, with the blanket over me, my head resting on a soft pillow, all ready to sleep. Then, I did what I definitely should not have done.
What probably should have been a quick 5 minute check on my notifications went on for about 30 minutes. Yes, you guessed it right. By the time, I put down my phone, I was no longer sleepy.
I tried counting sheep and what not but all failed. If you’re wondering why I didn’t just get on my phone again, it’s because I have good self restraint whatsoever. In the end, I could just toss and turn in my bed.
After 10 minutes of that, I heard my door open. I looked up to see that it was Kian.
“Hey, why aren’t you asleep?” He asked, standing at the end of my bed.
“I want to sleep but can’t, get what I am saying?” I said. “What about you? Editing?”
“You know it.” He giggled.
“Kian. You need your sleep, you have to shoot tomorrow. Go and sleep.” I said sitting upright.
“I know.” He walked over and stood beside me. “I also know that you need your sleep too. Scoot over.”
I shifted myself to make room for him and he got in the bed with me. I turned sideways so that I was facing him. We lay apart just 30 cm away from each other.
“Come here and go to sleep.” He turned towards me and laid out his arm for me to use as a pillow.
“You sure that won’t hurt?” I asked as I rested my head on his right arm and looked up to face him. His eyes sure looked hella fine up close but then, I loved everyone’s eyes.
“If it does, I’ll shove you away.”
“Fair enough.” I chuckled. “Good night, Kian. Don’t forget to go to sleep.”
“Goodnight.” He said and pecked me on my forehead.
I closed my eyes and surprisingly, fell asleep after about 5 minutes.

Third person’s PoV

It was a few minutes to 8 when y/n woke up. She had laid in bed for another five minutes to think of ways to remove Kian’s hand that rested on her stomach. When she finally did it, she got off the bed as quietly as possible so as to not disturb Kian’s sleep. She smiled admiring his peaceful expression as he lightly snored. It was only after a minute or so that she stopped staring. Her smile lingered on her face several seconds after that with the memories of last night replaying in her head. Then, as she turned to leave the room, it hit her.
She was in love with Kian.

Bad Decisions pt 2 [Jaehyun]

Originally posted by cherryassbomb

Genre: Angst        

Scenario: Your long term friend Jaehyun is in love with your best friend. You want nothing but the best for them but silently dealing with your break up from BTS singer Jeon Jungkook has been weighing on you. One drunken night and one bad decision leads to risks taken and mistakes made.

Characters: Jaehyun; Reader (You); Your Friend (Y/F/N); Mark; small mention of other members

Word Count: 2007

Notes: Thank you so much for your feedback with part 1, reading your nice comments really made my day! Here’s part 2 I hope you guys enjoy it as well.

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        “Alright.”

           He gave you a slow nod, his eyes telling you ‘its what’s for the best Y/N’, and he released his grip on your knee. You couldn’t necessarily poke any holes in his logic. It’s true that he and Y/F/N weren’t dating but they might as well have been. She was so in love with him and up until now you would have said he felt the exact same way about her.

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(Sort of a) Acorn Press Acrylic Charm Review

Yoooo~~~~ my acrylic charms came today during a snowstorm and I totally did not expect it XDDD I thought the storm was going to delay it for sure. Kudos to USPS delivery guy (stay warm and stay safe man). It really made my day ヾ(*´∀`*)ノ

Here are the references for my Yuri on Ice and Overwatch characters charm set. I will be selling these at future cons and events. So check out my con schedule if you’re interested in purchasing them! I will probably sell them online for leftovers. I don’t have a store yet (as of 2/9/17) so check back on my tumblr or other social media (or you can message me) for updates!

Also, I find it super funny that overwatch and YOI characters came during a BLIZZARD, COLD and ICY day (no pun intended lol) 

They look super nice thanks to @acornpress ! I would highly recommend them if you are interested in selling acrylic charms for cons/online in the future. This is my first time ordering acrylic charms so take my words with a few grains of salt. Also I’ll be rambling all over the place and spamming run-ons so be aware :P

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kimmie1311  asked:

I have a naill request.. hope you can do it for me.. if not it's okay either. Love your writing anyways Yn is driving home from a long day work and she hears too much to ask in the radio and knows it's about here. She stopped the car fast,grabbed her phone and give him a call to explain.. Sorry for my bad english😃

I hated days like this.  From the moment my alarm went off 30 minutes late this morning to the present moment where I was stuck in gridlock due to an accident, nothing had gone right.  I spilled coffee on myself before I even walked through the doors of my office building.  I broke a heel on the way up the stairs.  Since I was late, the only bagels the cafeteria had left were “everything” bagels and I hated those with a passion.  I had prepared my team for a meeting we weren’t supposed to have until next week and forgotten to prepare them for a meeting we had after lunch, which meant everyone had to scramble.  My laptop keyboard stopped working, my phone rang off the hook, and my mother called to ask me when I was going to start dating again.  

It was a never ending barrage of crap followed by a few feet of more crap.  I just wanted to go home, take these stupid shoes off, get in my pajamas and binge eat while I watched Grey’s Anatomy.

I looked down when my phone buzzed in the cup holder of my car.  My eyes rolled when I saw it was my mother again.  I didn’t even grab to pick it up this time.  

It wasn’t that I didn’t love my mother, I did.  Without her I might not have made it through the last year.  But she’d started to pressure me into dating again.  And I just wasn’t ready.  I knew she was worried.  She had a right to be.  I was just now getting over the only boy I’d ever loved.  It had been the longest year of my life.  Things were finally returning to normal for me.

But I couldn’t face her constant questions about Niall anymore.

Niall.

Ugh.

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Astray -Part 32-

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He waited on his couch, sitting cross-legged as time slipped past him. You left an odd occurrence since it was an early Sunday morning and you were the time to sleep in.

Of course, he had no say in what you do in the morning but he couldn’t let go of his observant behaviour. He just got back to a place where you could actually look him in the eyes, where there wasn’t another shoulder looming over your shoulder, no banana peeled bastard holding your hand. He snorted at his new nickname for your best friend, knowing you would flick his head for having such a thought but he couldn’t help it. He’s waited far too long for that bastard to get out of his spot, he wasn’t going to waste time this time.

He was going to make you his, no matter what.

His tail popped out of surprise when he hear your front door slam.

Be cool, Jeongguk, she just got home.

His ego wasn’t enough to tame the adrenaline rush he got from knowing you were just footsteps away. Were you lying on the couch with your arm over your eyes and sighing? Did you not bother to kick off your shoes as you entered your living room? Shit. Why can’t I calm down?

He figured the only way to stop his mind from running wild was to talk to you. He looked in front of the mirror that Mira made him install on the closet door, seeing his messy hair and his Iron Man boxers. Not exactly boyfriend material, Jeongguk. He went into his closet, finding clothes that say, “I just woke up but I still look half decent” and readied himself to knock on your door.

With a shaky fist, his hand made contact with your oak door and he waited impatiently. You swing the door open, looking annoyed until you made eye contact.

“Wasn’t expecting me, Bambi?”

“Good morning to you too, Jeongguk.” You let him in, laying down on the sofa and he opted for the chair near it. He eyed your outfit, a white shirt with red stripes, blue jeans and yellow sneakers. Where were you off to?

“What happened to you, Bambi? Usually you’re prancing around.” Prancing around? When the fuck did I become Jin hyung with his lame ass jokes?

“I’m not an actual deer, Jeongguk.”

“You’re just as cute as Bambi.” Jesus fuck, Jeongguk, how the fuck was she interested in you in the first place? God, you can do so much better than this.

“Thanks? I guess…” You sighed, the sound setting off alarms in his head. Maybe he was on edge from losing you once but he’s overthinking everything. It could just be the bakery didn’t have your favourite cake and you’re moping about it. Or you miss home, staying with your mom who supported you for most of your life. He didn’t notice you were staring at him until he turned his head.

“Did you just wake up?”

“Yeah.” Yeah, 40 minutes ago.

“Hm, never seen anyone wake up with perfect hair.”

“I’m not just anyone, Y/N.” God, am I always this cocky? Shit what if she calls me out on it- You giggled at him, making him lose his train of thought and he smiled comfortably.

“I see your confidence hasn’t changed.”

“I’m still your Jeongguk…”

“My Jeongguk?”

“You know, the awesome, handsome, manly guy that you’re head over heels for.”

“Never heard of him? Do you know where that man is, perhaps?” He tossed a pillow at you while you laughed at your own little joke, it wasn’t that funny.

“Haha, very funny.”

“Oh come on, Gukkie.”

“Oh, so now you use my nickname.”

“I thought you hated it.”

“I like the way you say it.”

“Is that so,” you got up, moving closer to him and resting in his lap. He stopped breathing as your lips brushed against his ear.

“Guk~kie~” Fuck. Were you always this much of a tease?

“Oh my, is the great Jeon Jeongguk blushing? I need to document this.” You took out your phone, ready to snap a picture. He had to think fast, the one thing that would distract you. He pressed his lips against yours, catching you off guard with your phone in your hands. You dropped it in your lap, placing a hand in his hair and another on his cheek.

He became drunk on the taste of your lips, the sweet taste of vanilla overrode his sense and he couldn’t pull his lips away for more than a few seconds.

He liked the way you tugged on his hair, your hands carefully not to touch his ears and he almost groaned at the sensation. His lips traveled along your jaw, a trail of sweet kisses trailing down your neck until he found your sweet spot.

“J-Jeongguk.” If he heard you say his name like that again, he doesn’t know if he can keep any self control. Instead he stopped, hearing you whimper and he almost gave in. The lingering thought of you still not fully knowing his hybrid status was still pending in his mind of the list of things he wants to tell you but he decided to check off a different one.

“I love you.”


You were in a relatively better mood than earlier, playing with his hair as he watched TV. His ears twitched against your jeans, himself forever cursed of hearing other people and things. If he had his way in life, he would mute the whole world to listen to just your voice for the rest of his life.

“I went to see Jimin this morning.” What the fuck would you go see him? He’s with my sister, something I still reject but that’s beside the goddamn point. He has nothing to do with you anymore.

“Oh.”

“Are you angry?”

“Did you do it to get me angry?”

“Not necessarily, seeing as he liked me.”

“And he likes Seulgi now. I think they look great together.”

“Jeongguk.”

“Why did you see him? What did you say?”

“I didn’t say much but he had plenty to say.”

“What did that banana peeled bastard-I mean Jimin- say to you?”

“Banana peeled bastard?”

“Would you prefer ‘custard coloured cunt’?” You laughed, making him smile and you rolled your eyes as well.

“I’d prefer if you call him Jimin.”

“He doesn’t deserve that liberty.”

“Says who?”

“Says me.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“And you’re avoiding my question, Bambi.” He looked at you, his mind running every possible things that bastard could have told you. Jimin wouldn’t dare to cheat on his sister, would he? Fuck, even the thought made him want to murder that guy. Considering he flirted with his sister even though he was supposedly with you, he shouldn’t expect more from him but he wouldn’t be able to handle know he would treat his sister that poorly.

He would punch him from cheating on his sister, another for trying to mess with you and a third for just being him. God, the thought of him could make shake with bouts of anger. Fucking-

“Earth to Jeongguk.”

“Yes?”

“You zoned out with a scowl on your face. What’s wrong?”

“I was just thinking about why you haven’t told me.”

“It’s because there wasn’t much said but the unsaid.”

“I love you and all but quit being Shakespeare, I don’t need that read between the line bullshit, babe.”

“Seulgi opened the door when I went over; wearing Jimin’s clothes and she couldn’t even look me in the eyes. I didn’t want to stick around much longer, especially with Taehyung in his Superman boxers.”

“Superman boxers, why were you-”

“I-I wasn’t looking there.”

“Then why are you stuttering about it?”

“I’m not.”

“Trust me, babe. I’m bigger than whatever you saw.” He said with a smirk, seeing your eyes widen at his statement.

“Jeongguk!” You squealed as he pressed a kiss to your ear, receiving a hit to his chest and you turn your face away with your hands on your cheeks.

“Bambi, are you blushing?”

“S-Shut up!” He laughed at how cute you were, nuzzling his head in your neck and you tried to push him off you. You were successful, running into your bedroom and he followed you to the door, which you promptly shut, in his face.

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”

“God, you really haven’t changed. You’re still a pervert.

“I’m not the one staring at some dude’s junk-”

“I wasn’t staring!”

“But you admit you were looking?”

“You’re the most irritating man I ever met in my life.”

“I’d prefer most attractive man you’ve ever met…”

“You’re not Woo Bin, last time I checked.” Woo Bin? She thinks Woo Bin is more attractive than I am?

“Woo Bin? Baby, have you seen me? I’m on a different scale.” He heard you snort, slightly hurting his ego but he wasn’t going to let you notice it.

“If you mean of arrogance, then I totally agree with you.”

“Babe. I’m sweeter, handsomer and overall better than Has-bin.”

“Prove it.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Prove. It. Or are you sure your ego is up to the challenge, Gukkie?” He huffed at your mockery. Did you really think that he would let his ego get the better of him? Alright, you think I can’t be sweet, Y/N? I’ll be so sweeter you’ll get into a sugar induced coma? God, I need stop hanging out with Yoongi hyung and Jin hyung, they’re making me soft.

“You’re on, baby.”


He went to his apartment to change, settling on a white shirt, a pair of black jeans and his black sneakers. You skipped into his apartment, sitting on his couch and he joined you.

“We’re matching.”

“We’re going to be that couple?”

“What’s wrong? It’s cute.”

“Whatever floats your goat.”

“Isn’t it boat?”

“I said goat, Bambi.” You put up your hands up in defense and he slipped his fingers into the gaps between your fingers. He would never tell you, since it was quite silly and embarrassing but he loved the way your hands molded together. Your relatively smaller hands fit perfectly with his, reminding how perfect you were for him. He liked the way your palm felt against his, warm and soft and your thumb would rub against the back of his hand whenever you felt nervous or wanted him to calm down. The simple stroke of your thumb could instantly calm him down. He loved the way your hand s would leave the breathtaking scent of lilac and jasmine. The scent of you could take him from edge of madness to stable ground.

All these thoughts were just words that he could never say to you.  He wouldn’t dare to let one slip out of his mouth.

“Goat, it is.” He led you out of his apartment, holding onto your hand tightly as he walked down the street with you.

“You have somewhere in mind?”

“I’ve been meaning to take you but we never really had the chance.”

“Oh, where?”


The market.

“Don’t knock it until you try it.”

“So, you think grocery shopping is a sweet gesture?”

“Bambi, give it a chance, for me?” He kissed your hand, calming you down a bit and you two walked through the market. The first stand he took you to was grilling meat, the smell of beef and pork easily luring him in and the man grill the meat smile fondly at the two of you.   

“Ah, youth! It’s nice to see young people come to places like these. Miss, does your boyfriend here spoil you enough?”

“Oh, he’s-”

“Not enough, sir.”

“Spoil her more often; pretty young girls like her won’t stay for long if you don’t!”

“Yes, sir. Babe, do you want anything?” You looked down shyly, were you taken back by the fact he hadn’t denied that you were boyfriend and girlfriend. You succumbed to shaking your head and he just ordered enough for himself. You barely got past the stand when you took a piece of his meat.

“You said you didn’t want any?”

“I didn’t want you to spoil me.”

“It’s fine, Bambi.”

“Don’t hold back, unless it’s a million won then yes be proceed with caution.” You laughed at his silly joke, looking around the market and going to different stands. You were sifting through a carton of oranges and he grabbed a pair of tomatoes.

“Hey babe.”

“What?”

“I love you from my head tomatoes.” You tossed an apple at him, thankfully it he caught before he had to pay for the potentially smashed apple.

“Apologize*.”

“You laughed.”

“Nope.”

“C’mon~”

“So corny.”

“At least I’m not stalking you.”

“Can I break up with you?”

“Okay, I’m done, I’m done. You can’t leaf me like that, I can’t romaine alone.”

“I’m breaking up with you.”  You bought a bit of produce, Jeongguk following behind you, He slipped his fingers between yours, knowing you were just messing with him.

“Oh, what a pretty girl!”

“Me?”

“Your boyfriend is very handsome as well.”

“He doesn’t mind being called pretty.”

“I-”

“Oh, this jewelry is so cute.”

“You have a keen eye; these are my more precious pieces.” He stood there, watching you gush over pieces the woman was showing you and he smiled as you held up a pair of earrings near your ears.

God, you were so beautiful.

“Gukkie?”

“Yes?”

“Let’s go.”

“There isn’t anything you liked?”

“Not really.” You bit your lip, wanting to tug him along but a vibrant blue scarf drawn you to another stand.

“She really liked these.” They were simple and classic, dangling strings of gold wrapped around a gold frame. The white gems that hung from the golden strings sparkled in the light, easily catching his eyes and he understood why they caught yours. They were beautiful.

“How much are these?” He knew they would be pricey but he was whipped. He would do anything for you. The lady wrapped up nicely and he slipped the little box in his inner jacket pocket, catching up to you searching through racks.

“See something you like?”

“Besides you, no.”

“Come on, Bambi. You’d look great in anything here.”

“Oh, yeah. How about this?” You lifted a shirt that reminded him of that one weird grandmother he has. She was sweet to talk to, sure, she always smelled like a rose garden and had strangely tasty candies in her purse, she wasn’t that-

“Sexy.” You laughed, muttering to yourself ‘yeah, right’ before picking out something. He waited for you to come out, seeing you peek your head out the curtain.

“Come on, Bambi. I want to see you.”

“D-Don’t say it like that.”

“Don’t hide behind the curtains.” He got up, walking over to the curtain and not opening it. There were other people around, usually he would open the curtain without hesitation but he wasn’t about give a show of his girl to everyone in the vicinity.

“I look weird.”

“No, you don’t.”

“How would you know?”

“Bambi, I know.”

“Don’t laugh.”

“I won’t.” You opened the curtain, stumbling a little at Jeongguk’s close proximity and he placed his arm around your waist to help you stabilize.

“You’re tantalizing…” You could be wearing a garbage bag and you would put all the other women in the market to shame. He glances at your outfit, it was a peach tiered skirt with a little white too that you tied up.

“J-Jeongguk.” He stepped in the small area, closing the curtain behind him before kissing you again. There was something hypnotic about the way you looked at him, the glimmer in your eyes, the perfect tint in your lips, how a brush of your fingers against his his arm could set his whole body on fire.

He just couldn’t quit.

“Jeongguk, they’re going to notice-”

“We just have to be quiet, Bambi-”

“Is everything ok in there?”

“Yeah, everything is fine!” He teased you, kissing your neck while you tried to communicate with the woman.

“Okay… Would you like me to look at different style for you?”

“It’s okay; I think I’m okay with this one-”

“Just be quick, then. There are other patrons that want to try on the other styles.”

“O-Okay.” You flicked his ear, easily getting him off and he smirked at you.

“I hate you so much.”

“Think you pronounced ‘love’ wrong.”

“That’s cute, Gukkie.” You put your hands on either side of his face and squished his face.

“So damn cute.”

“B-Bambi.”

“You’re so cute.” You pinched his cheeks, stretching them as far as you could with a smile on your face.

“You’re hurting me-”

“So. Freaking. Cute.”


He bought what you were wearing after having a ‘discussion’ (there was no way in hell you were leaving without it, but he kept that to himself) and brought you to the beach. You managed to convince him to buy some ice cream, claiming it would be the perfect thing to end the day with.

You giddily took your cone, happily licking the frozen treat. He took your hand, holding yours and his shoes as you held your ice cream cone in your other hand. He pulled you by the coastline, walking by the calm waves.

“You’re so cute.” He took a swipe of your ice cream, placing it on your nose and you pouted at him.

“Gukkie~”

“I couldn’t resist. Here, you can retaliate.” You happily return the gesture, laughing at the silly face he made while your finger touched his nose.

“That was oddly satisfying.”

“You’re such a weirdo.”

“I’m your weirdo.”  You smiled, looking away from him and he smiled back. There was a comfortable period of silence, you taking your time with your ice cream and him just admiring the sight.

“Did I prove myself?”

“Hmm, you were definitely cheesy, I’ll give you that.”

“I’ll take it.”

“You were sweeter than usual, Jeongguk.”

“Would this give me brownie points?” He pulled out the box, handing it over to you and you opened the box. You covered your mouth, your eyes flickering between the earrings and him.

“Jeongguk…”

“You have great taste, Bambi. They’ll look beautiful on you-” You kissed him, catching him a bit off guard. He held you tightly, you pulling away and gently stroking his fringe.

“You’re the sweetest.”

“Sweeter than Woo Bin?”

“Sweeter than Woo Bin, Jeongguk.”


~Admin Blake