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request -  Hello! Congrats on the new bloooog. How about a Peter Parker x reader where the reader tries to teach him how to slow dance before homecoming and they end up kissing?

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Studying for a History quiz was such a bother, especially with the content being about some guys in suits fighting over which country got money and which one was left in the dust. Alas, I had to study in order to keep my self pride.

The New Look Policy was proposed by Dwight Eisenhower to reflect his concern towards the United States military during the Cold War.” I read from my textbook.

I groaned and started scribbling into my notebook once more, silently listening to the noise the city produced from the small crack of the open window. The apartment was quiet tonight considering my mom was on her fourth night shift of the week, allowing some peace for me to study by myself. That was interrupted once two loud knocks were bouncing off the door.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” I heard Peter yelp desperately from the outside. I rolled my eyes and got up from my seat, heading towards the door. With Peter being a close friend, and also having him live two floors below me, it caused for a lot of situations like this to turn up unexpectedly.

“Coming!” I chimed, unlocking the door and opening it just a tiny bit, peeking my head through. “What’s up?”

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{Special} College!AU Jaehyun
  • major: visual arts / concentration: sculpture 
  • minor: n/a
  • sports: the star player and point guard for the uni’s basketball team 
  • clubs: wanted to join the art club but it conflicted with practice so his coach said he should drop it 
  • jaehyun is what you could call a campus celebrity, as in everyone always greets him and not only students ,,,,,,,but teachers too
  • all the faculty are always like jaehyun!!! you won us another trophy!!!! and jaehyun is like “well the whole te-” and they’re like cANT WaIT foR YOU TO TAKE US TO NATIONALS
  • and he’s just,,,,very humble about it because he doesn’t really know what to do with all the attention,,,,,and his friends (we are all looking at johnny) don’t let him live it down
  • and it’s /true/ his basketball scholarship is paying his full tuition and he loves the sport,,,,,,,,so he plays and practices with everything he’s got
  • but also,,,,,he’s got interests and hobbies 
  • and everyone on the team thinks he chose his “art major” because it’s “easy” and wont cut into practice 
  • because they’re all like jaehyun,,,,,you’re gonna get scouted and go pro right??????
  • but the reality is jaehyun,,,,,,jaehyun likes art. he likes looking at it, learning about it,,,,,,,,and making it 
  • yuta once pointed out that jaehyun’s hands are perfect for playing basketball they’re strong and big and can hold the ball really well while,,,,,,,ahem taeyong here with his bony little - jkjk
  • but jaehyun had agreed,,,,,his hands are nice,,,,,but they’re strong not only for basketball but because he likes to sculpt
  • just being in the studio,,,working with clay,,,,it calms him down but it also takes a lot of physicality that people overlook
  • and out of everyone it feels like only some of his friends get that his future isn’t just basketball basketball basketball,,,,,,
  • like mark and ten think it’s really cool and taeil always seems to cut the conversation when doyoung and johnny go off on tangents about how ~cool~ pro basketball jaehyun will be
  • but,,,,,,,,jaehyun knows he has responsibilities to the team,,,the school,,,,,and to keeping his scholarship 
  • also lets all take a moment to enjoy jaehyun in the basketball uniform,,,,sweaty,,,,towel around his neck
  • or even better,,,,,jaehyun after practice in a tank top,,,,,sweat pants,,,,,wet hair from the showers
  • ok ahem moving on
  • johnny does this thing where he yells JEFFREY at every game and jaehyun would flip him off if he wasnt such a sweet person LOL
  • keeps all the banners people make for him because he doesnt have the heart to throw them away or not accept them
  • and his roommate mark is like bro,,,,,,,,bro our closet is overflowing,,,brO
  • half the people in his art classes think he’s a joke and try to be high and mighty about how he’s just a jock,,,,,,,,,,but the other half are just heart eyes because wOW look at his muscles 
  • does the thing where he carries everything during studio or shop classes like literally carried about fifteen peoples projects,,,,then held the door open for people getting their huge portfolios or canvases through the door,,,,,got the wood for one person,,,,the clay blocks for another
  • he really cannot say no,,,,,,,its a problem jfldsgifdjlkfs
  • he comes back from class completely SPENT and mark is like,,,,,,,i didn’t know art involved so much,,,,,heavy lifting 
  • jaehyun with his face in the pillow: you dont even know mark,,,,,,you dont even know
  • wakes up super early to go running and do push ups on the field and everyone thinks he’s being super intense listening to some wild edm music getting pumped up but actually he’s listening to a podcast on alien abduction or something because hes always bringing it up like 
  • catch him sitting in sculpture II talking to his seatmate about the existence of extraterrestrial beings
  • and the person is just like ???????? and jaehyun is like “im telling you,,,,,they exist!!!!”
  • and then after he’s sitting next to ten and johnny telling them what happened and how his seatmate looked kinda scared and ten is like oh sweetheart,,,,,,,,,,,,,you probably gave the kid a heartattack
  • johnny just laughs his ass off so much he chokes on his rice 
  • he’s a silly boy,,,who is actually much more than his athleticism and he secretly wishes more people,,,,,,,would just accept him as a normal college student and not the ‘star player of the basketball team’
  • like he wants to join clubs!! meet people!! talk to teachers about upcoming exhibits,,,go to museums,,,,go on,,,,,,,,,,,,,,dates
  • but he also feels like he can’t let people down not when even winwin is asking him to sign his notebook because wow jaehyun is on a real winning roll for the team!!!!
  • sometimes when he gets super tired from practice and class he’ll start sleep talking to himself in english and he’ll do it like right in the library where he fell asleep on his books
  • doyoung even took a video of it and it became a meme on campus,,,,,,jaehyun was not happy and chased doyoung around the campus like ten times till taeil just took doyoungs phone and deleted it
  • doyoung: how did you get my password???
  • taeil: i knew your password was ilovetaeyong don’t play yourself
  • anYWAY  
  • you know jaehyun because he’s in your sculpting studio class and unlike most of the people there you don’t care that he’s a jock but you also don’t care about his good looks
  • mostly because,,,,,,,you care about your sculpture LOL not some dude in class who seems to be involved in so much gossip
  • the one thing you do care about and know,,,,,is that he’s got talent. you’ve been seeing him diligently work on this very pretty marble replica of strazza’s the veiled virgin
  • and it’s hard to make marble look like cloth,,,,,,but somehow he’s been pulling it off nicely
  • and whenever he isn’t in the studio,,,you couldn’t help yourself but go and take a closer work because really,,,,,,,,,did the basketball stare really do this>??
  • and one afternoon you happen to be working on your own piece while jaehyun is around and you know 
  • you exchange the pleasantry nods  and whatnot,,,but for the most part it’s quiet aside from the noise of your tools which is completely fine with you
  • until,,,,,,,,suddenly it’s anything but quiet
  • because the door has busted open and a couple of jaehyun’s rowdy teammates have strolled inside,,,,,,
  • and they’re like “coach said practice schedule is fucked up and we gotta be in the gym in ten minutes, let’s go jung”
  • and jaehyun is like ill be there but i need time to clean up-
  • “it’s just your art stuff, do it later and if its jacked just say it’s ‘abstract’”
  • you pretend to not listen,,,,but for some reason you can already feel something bad is going to happen
  • and just as you gaze over your shoulder you see one the dudes lean against the table,,,,,jaehyun’s almost done sculpture sitting dangerously close to the side
  • before you can think you open your mouth to say he should move it when,,,,,,,the dude turns to look at you and,,,,,,then you hear the sound
  • the sound,,,,,of broken marble
  • the shattered remains of jaehyun’s sculpture spread out on the floor of the studio in a sad,,,,big mess
  • and you can’t see that well across the room but jaehyun’s body has gone rigid and the group of loud boys have come to a hushed silence
  • you hear one of them swallow,,,another says they need to hurry to practice and that he’ll tell the coach jaehyun’s gonna be late
  • everyone leaves and you watch,,,wide eyed as jaehyun stares at the pile that was once all his hard work 
  • you think for a minute that,,,,,he’s going to get mad,,,,start screaming?? flailing his arms??? throwing things??? chasing that douche bag??
  • but jaehyun does nothing,,,,,he just drops to his knees and with his own hands starts to clean up
  • and you ,,,, can’t just watch anymore
  • you set down your own work and go over with a bag, crouching down next to jaehyun and helping him pick up the broken marble
  • startled he looks up,,,,and you can’t believe it when you see him try and force a smile 
  • “it’s ok, you don’t have to hel-”
  • “why didn’t you drag him back here? why didn’t you tell that asshole to go to hell? you at least deserved to do that.”
  • silently jaehyun stares at you,,,,before going back to cleaning with a small shrug
  • “it’s fine. i haven’t been working on this too long anyway.”
  • stopping you move some hair from your face and furrow your eyebrows
  • “what are you talking about, you’ve been working on this for weeks?”
  • jaehyun’s shoulders seem to drop,, his hands shaking over the remaining pieces and you hear him sigh
  • not understanding why he’s holding back so much you ask him again 
  • “why didn’t you tell him to go to-”
  • “because he’s on my team. the team,,,,,is more important right now.”
  • scoffing you push jaehyun’s hand away,,, for a second you think you’re being rude but at the same time you don’t know how to deal with that kind of logic
  • “if the team is important go to practice, i can take care of this. also ,,,,, is it jaehyun?”
  • jaehyun meets your eyes,,,suddenly sitting up straight and nodding and you shake your head
  • “don’t devalue your own work and talent. tell that guy, even if he is on your team that he should have some respect for what you do,,,,,,even if it isn’t baseball.”
  • “basketball.”
  • “what?”
  • “i,,,i play basketball”
  • “,,,,,,,,,,oh,,,,,,,wELL same thing. you should tell him off.”
  • laughing a little at yourself you make another comment that if jaehyun wants you can teach him some ‘choice’ words perfect for telling someone off but jaehyun refuses politely and says that he really cant make u clean all this up
  • but you shoo him away again and jaehyun,,,,stares at you for a moment
  • trying to remember,,,,,your name,,,,,,who you are,,,,,and when he says your name you look at him again and you’re like yes?
  • and he just fluster’s a bit and is like oh ,,, no i was just remembering it,,,im ,,im gonna go now
  • and you’re like ok? and he nearly trips over himself as he’s leaving but you just shrug it off and clean up and,,,,,really you cant believe it
  • murmuring to yourself about how if it had been your sculpture you would have lost your shit
  • but either way you find yourself going into the storage room,,,getting out a new block of marble and placing it on top of jaehyun’s work desk.
  • with a small note: ‘do it again, but this time dont keep it at the edge of the table’
  • at practice,,,jaehyun apologizes in front of the coach,,,,,and it all seems fine but also he cant,,,,,,concentrate
  • because every time he’s supposed to assist or pass the ball he can barely aim and everyone is like jaehyun???? Stop being so upset about the sculpture art is easy to pass, just make something half-assed c’mon
  • and jaehyun doesn’t say anything,,,,but it isn’t even the sculpture that has his brain in a fog,,,,,,,
  • it’s you
  • because ever since he started that class,,,,,he knew who you were,,,,but why didn’t he know anything else
  • and why ,,,,,,,,,,, was he so interested in knowing now
  • the next day,,,after coming to the studio you’d noticed that the marble was untouched ,,, which didn’t bother you but you’d hoped jaehyun would show up
  • and when he did,,,,,,,you were surprised to hear him call out to you
  • standing by the block of marble grinning,,,he pointed to it and is like “a gift from you?” and you just roll your eyes because,,,,,,,,,no it’s a gift from the school because does it look like you have money for marble
  • but jaehyun is still grinning 
  • and you’re like “get to sculpting” and he’s like ,,,,,,,,i will
  • it’s ,,,,, a comfortable silence again
  • just like usual,,,just the sound of tools and the small specks of sunlight coming through the windows
  • but this time,,,,,when you look over to see how jaehyun is doing,,,,,,you look at him hard at work
  • his strong hands working carefully and with detail ,,,, but you notice something else
  • his profile
  • soft hair,,,,long eyelashes,,,,an almost perfect nose,,,,and lips,,,,,parted in concentration with a small hint of his tongue sticking out as he sits back to study his progress
  • and you’re like @ yourself like w,,,,,,what the heck are you looking at go back to your own work
  • but it’s TOO late and you’ve been caught staring and jaehyun is like “it’s not much yet,,,,im kind of not sure what to make”
  • and you try to gather yourself and not make it look like you were totally just checking him out and you’re like 
  • “w-what about the veiled virgin or are you not gonna do that?” 
  • jaehyun scrunches up his nose (so cutely - wait what?) and goes “i want to do something ,,, original,,,,,,i kind of,,,,,well it’s embarrassing”
  • and you’re like ????? whats embarrassing
  • and jaehyun scratches the back of his neck and is like “i want to enter it in the monthly contest at the museum,,,,,,,,,,but i know im not good enough and i dont have the ti-”
  • you put up your hand and jaehyun is like ? and you’re like “that’s a great idea! you should do it, actually you’re going to do it. because you deserve it.”
  • jaehyun seem slightly confused and you tilt your head and are like “whats that look for?”
  • and he’s like n,,,nothing just no one has ever,,,,,encouraged me to do something art related it just,,,,,,feels different
  • you try to hold back a chuckle but you can’t and you’re like ,,,,, jaehyun,,,,,,,do what you want, you have talent so use it oh and also
  • jaehyun lifts his shy gaze to meet yours and you’re like
  • “also learn to tell people off seriously.”
  • and he’s like yOURE STILL ON THAT And you’re like YES I AM SERIOUSLY HOW DID YOU NOT YELL AT THAT DUDE I WOULD HAVE KILLED HIM
  • jaehyun just sighs and is like you sound like johnny he always brings up dumb stuff from the past and ur like who is johnny and jaehyun brings his hands up and is like nothing nothing ill get back to work
  • and ,,,,, it’s like that for a while,,,,,,,,,,,
  • sometimes you and jaehyun are the only two in the room working,,,,,sometimes it’s more people ,,,,,,,, 
  • but somehow,,,,,there’s something between you now maybe like an untold secret???? 
  • the fact that he hasnt told anyone else kind of makes you feel a bit special,,,but you also cant help but think,,,,,whats it like to have no one support you for that long
  • sure people are jaehyun’s basketball fans and whatnot but,,,,,does anyone tell him,,,,,,,basketball isn’t all he has to do,,,,,that art is a choice too
  • and you can’t believe it. you’re having sentimental thoughts about some BOY you’re not even that close with 
  • like UGH WHAT THE HECK 
  • you bang your head against your laptop keyboard and your friend is like dude hello u ok??? and ur like i gtg ,,,, work on my sculpture and she’s like it’s ten pm- and ur like its fine i know where the spare is 
  • and so you head over to the studio,,,,,,it’s dark in the hallway but you can see the lights are from under the crack in the door
  • and when you put your hand on the knob,,,the door opens easily
  • and you see jaehyun,,,,hunched over the marble,,,,,,and you can see that it’s the mold of someones face
  • but there doesn’t seem to be much detail in it yet and jaehyun finally notices you and smiles and he’s like “are you here to work?”
  • and you nod,,,,,coming over and looking at his sculpture before you can’t help it and go “whose it going to be?”
  • jaehyun sits back,,,,chewing on his bottom lip and going “i don’t know,,,,,”
  • you sigh and remind him that if he wants to enter it,,,he’s going to have to submit it to the museum by the end of the week and jaehyun is like i know i know
  • but then,,,,,as you’re both sitting in silence again,,,,,,jaehyun turns around and asks “are you hungry?”
  • and it’s,,,,nearing midnight but,,,,,,,a snack couldn’t hurt
  • and to your surprise jaehyun pulls out peaches and bread from his back and you’re like ??? do you just carry those around
  • and he’s like “yeah i also have protein bars in here, instant ramen - do you want ramen?”
  • and you’re like,,,,,i???? it’s ok ill take a peach
  • before you know it,,,,,your work has been abandoned and you and jaehyun are sitting across from each other talking about this and that
  • till he says something about practice tomorrow at 8 am and you realize it’s past 2 am now
  • and you both have to gather your things and sneak back to your dorms and jaehyun ,,,, before you leave
  • says that he’s thankful that sculpture of his was broken and you raise an eyebrow and he jsut smiles and is like “if it hadn’t broken,,,,,we wouldn’t have go to hang out like this.”
  • and you’re like o,,,h,,,,,,,,,,and god dammit why does jaehyun make your cool, aloof personality crumble
  • but he waves and is gone before you can blush in front of him and embarrass yourself
  • ,,,,,,and it’s like,,,,,,,,,now it isn’t just two art students in a class together,,,,,,it’s friends
  • finally the last day of the week comes and you’re in the studio,,,looking at jaehyun whose covered his sculpture with a towel and you’re like ,,,,,,,jaehyun show it to me
  • and he’s just giving you a sly smile and is like you’ll see it at the museum
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,,,heY where would you be if i didn’t encourage you now show me-
  • but before you can finish your argument the door opens again and jaehyun’s basketball teammates appear again 
  • out of precaution jaehyun moves his sculpture to the table behind him and you give most of them an unamused look as they start touching this and that
  • jaehyun asks whats up and one of the guys is like “c’mon, coach wants us to have a big meeting about strategy for next week.” 
  • you look at jaehyun and then at the sculpture
  • “jaehyun has to come with me to the museum, tell the coach he’ll be there later.”
  • jaehyun turns to look at you,,,,,whose speaking with your hands crossed over your chest
  • the teammates just laugh and are like “and you are?”
  • and you’re like “jaehyun’s classmate. we’re submitting our sculptures to the museum. the deadlines in an hour so,,,,,,,he’ll be there later.”
  • the laughter stops and one of the teammates steps toward you
  • standings tall,,,,,,obviously since he’s also a basketball player,,,,,you don’t let it intimidate you but at the same time you realize that there’s four more people,,,,,,,four more people who dont want jaehyun to go with you
  • “i don’t think i remember jaehyun saying anything about that. so,,,,,he’ll be going with us.”
  • you frown and open your mouth but suddenly jaehyun steps in front of you and lets one hand rest on your wrist
  • and he’s like “guys, ill go with you. no big deal.”
  • turning to you,,,,jaehyun mouths for you to let it go but you can’t,,,,because again,,,,,,basketball is in the way of something else he loves
  • and you’re like “no you won’t, jaehyun you need to submit the sculpture in person -”
  • jaehyun just smiles,,,but you can see the sadness in his eyes and he says its fine, there’s next month.
  • with that,,,you watch him follow his teammates out and you’re left alone,,,,,jaehyun’s hidden sculpture on the table beside you
  • ,,,,,,,,,,,,then you realize,,,,,,,,you can do it.
  • you can submit it for him
  • and carefully, you take the art into your arms and make way for the museum because there isn’t anyway you’re going to let jaehyun’s talent go to waste this time
  • and when you do get there,,,the woman accepting them asks for your name and you go “jung jaehyun” and she scribbles it down and asks what the name of the sculpture is
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,well you don’t even know because you didn’t even have the time to LOOK at it
  • so you kind of panic and blurt out ‘the one’,,,,,,thinking it is his first sculpture,,,,,and it is a person,,,,,,,,,so maybe its someone special?????
  • the woman waves her hand and says you may go
  • and with a beating heart you leave the museum and on the train back to school you think,,,,,,why didn’t you look at the sculpture?? were you scared,,,,,were you????? jealous of who it could be??
  • shaking off the idea you think that what matters now is if he wins or not
  • ,,,,,,,,,and like clockwork the results come out and eagerly you visit the museums website and,,,,,,,,,,,
  • the winner,,,,,,jung jaehyun’s,,,,,,sculpture,,,,,,’the one’ 
  • and looking at the photo you almost drop out of your chair because the sculpture,,,,,,,,,,,the sculpture looks like you
  • and with no time to waste you dash out of your dorm,,,headed straight to the gym where you didn’t realize that there is going to be a game tonight
  • and the place is packed with students even though it doesnt start for another hour and you fight through the crowds on the bleachers
  • managing to get up to the court and jaehyun,,,,,whose doing stretches notices you
  • because well,,,,,,,out of excitement you literally run ONTO the court 
  • and the ref and coach are yelling at you to stop but you don’t hear them and jaehyun is like “what are you-”
  • and you run right into his arms and you’re like “jAEHYUN YOU WON!! YOUR SCULPTURE IS IN THE MUSEUM”
  • and jaehyun is frozen,,,,,,the entire gym staring at you two and an uproar of whispers about how one jaehyun is,,,,,,an art major???? two,,,,,jaehyun is dating,,,,,,,you????? i mean you are in his arms?????? you did run acROSS THE COURT to see him????/
  • pulling back you look at jaehyun,,,,who seems to still be processing what you’ve said and he’s like h-how i didn’t submit it? and ur like i went,,,,i put it in and i,,,,,,,,i didn’t look at it but then i saw it on the website and jaehyun,,,,,,,,,,jaehyun was it me?
  • turning cherry red,,jaehyun stutters over his answer but it’s obviously a yes and you grin and jaehyun is like “you inspired me,,,,,,i mean you were the only one to say,,,,,,i deserved it.”
  • and your smile grows wider and you’re like you do,,,,jaehyun look you did it,,,,because you’re talented and i -
  • without knowing how to put it into words you lean in and jaehyun reflexively puts his hands on either side of your face to pull you closer and it’s a kiss
  • right there in front of the whole gym
  • (which you later realize and get vERY embarrassed about)
  • but in the moment it’s perfect and,,,,,,,,,when you pull back you’re like 
  • “oh one more thing before i go because your coach looks like he might murder me -”
  • and jaehyun is like yes?? and you look around and find the dude who had broken jaehyun’s sculpture and you yell out his number and ur like “yeah you number 5,,,,,,,,,,,,this is me telling you off because jaehyun is too nice: GO TO HELL’ ok bye now”
  • and with that you dash off the court before the coach can chase you and jaehyun is standing there,,,,,lovestruck but also shocked
  • and the team is like what the hell jaehyun and he just shrugs because honestly,,,,,,,,,,,,,,you’re wild and he,,,,,,
  • he freaking loves it
  •  you do get banned from games for a while,,,,,but its worth it
  • you hear that jaehyun won the game the next morning,,,mostly because you wake up to find all your friends standing over you demanding to know why the mvp of the uni basketball team just said in his winning interview that his significant other,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,YOU,,,,,,,,,,,really inspired him tonight
  • and you’re like ,,,,me/?? jaehyun??? my??? boyfriend??? and they’re like YEAH EXPLAIN
  • but you dont even know what to say because everything is kind of a blur and did kissing jaehyun in front of the whole student body mean you were now dating??? who knows
  • well jaehyun knows so thats why you go to find him
  • and you do,,,, he’s doing another run on the uni’s track field and when he spots you he smiles and comes over and you’re like heY,,,,,,,,,so,,,,,,,,
  • and he’s like “i,,,,,,hope you,,,,,,,,,didnt mind me calling you my,,,,,,,,,,,s-s-s-s-”
  • “signigicant other?”
  • “,,,y,,,yes”
  • you kind of pretend to make a face and think about it,,,,rocking back and forth on your heels and you’re like hMMM well,,,,,,,
  • and jaehyun’s eyes turn into puppy eyes and he’s oh,,,no did i make you mad-
  • and you just lean up and kiss his cheek and you’re like nah, i like this straightforward jaehyun much more so,,,,,,,be like this more 
  • jaehyun blushing: than can i be honest
  • you: sure
  • jaehyun: ,,,,,,,did you like the sculpture?
  • you: i loved it. also,,,,i never knew someone could make me look so pretty
  • jaehyun: you’re stunning
  • you, blushing and trying to hide it behind your hands: ok,,,tOO straightforward
  • jaehyun throws his arm around you and you guys get off the track field and it’s,,,,cute because you’re walking across campus like an ACTUAL couple and okay,,,,this is,,,,,,something you could get used to
  • but yes dating jaehyun is like dating the sweetest boy who ever lived and ,,,,,,,,,,,wow do his friends really not let anyTHING go
  • you finally meet johnny and the first thing he says is “so,,,,,we gonna get a repeat of that basketball court smooch OH and dont forget the part where you told the dude to go to hell” and you’re like oh my god jaehyun you compared me tO HIM
  • and jaehyun is like oh,,,,,,,you know what i am sorry about that john here is special
  • john: excuse me,,,,,,jeffery
  • you: jeffery? 
  • jaehyun: if it were not for the fact that im a soft angelic person i would have kill-
  • but the rest of nct all really like you because,,,,,,basically you help jaehyun out of his shell,,,,,,
  • taeil and ten especially because wow they havent ever seen jaehyun so open and happy to talk about art???? like they’ve known about his passion but,,,,,you’ve let him explore
  • also oh my god you can really shut johnny up ,,,, but it even works on doyoung???? like one look and walla,,,,,,,,they’re convinced you have magic powers
  • but in reality it’s because you gave doyoung a noogie and made him apologize for asking jaehyun if he could make a sculpture of taeyong’s face
  • jaehyun is the kind of boyfriend that becomes more comfortable with time,,,,which you don’t mind because taking it slow isn’t bad
  • like if holding hands is all he wants to do in public than of course you’ll respect that
  • but also when you steal kisses every now and then while he’s studying or sketching you can liteRALLY feel his face heat up 
  • and you’re like how are you so handsome and yet so,,,,,easily flustered???? and jaehyun is like,,,,i ,,,,,,,,u,,,,,,kiss,,,,,,,,a,,,h,,, i need some water
  • he has a packed schedule between practice and spending more time on his art and you can tell when he hasn’t gotten any rest because he starts getting bags under his eyes and doesnt smile
  • and even though it’s kind of attractive,,,,you hate seeing him like that so you’ll literally sit in front of him and feed him lunch and be like “go to sleep on time, idc if the guys want to hang out after practice do you want to pass out tomorrow in class? no? exactly.”
  • someone once said you were a bossy s/o and u were like excuse m- but jaehyun just went ‘i would die without them so politely, leave us alone.’ 
  • but even with all your worry,,,, jaehyun has also taught you to be a bit softer
  • because yeah you always want to tell off his mean teammates or his over pressuring coach but jaehyun reminds you that sometimes in life you need to girt your teeth and take it
  • the amount of times he’s just pulled you into his arms when you’re fuming to calm you down,,,,,,,,you’ve lost count 
  • does the thing where he nuzzles his nose into the top of your hair and you can feel him grip onto you a little tighter
  • and you realize that even though he’s strong, handsome, and smart,,,,,,even people so perfect need comfort and closeness 
  • jaehyun let’s you wear his clothes but not without him denying that it’s his clothes is someone asks even though doyoung is like i literally gave you that hoodie like a year ago for christmas and jaehyun is like,,,,,,,,,,,i,,,,,,,,,,um
  • and you’re like yeah its his we just spent an hour cuddling in his bed so i wanted to wear i-
  • jaehyun laughing really loud over you like hAHAHA we nEED To go bYE dOYOUNG
  • it’s hard now to work in the same room on your art because you and jaehyun get distracted and its like u can go maybe an hour before one or the other comes over and you guys start talking and its just,,,,,,
  • heart eyes @ each other from then on out 
  • whenever he smiles and the dimples come out you literally are like let me take a photo and jaehyun is like but u have 394302 photos of me smiling,,,,and ur like i can never have enough i love dimple
  • whenever you want to go on dates,,, jaehyun always suggests something outdoorsy and active and sometimes you forget that jaehyun is Good At All the Sports
  • and it’s like dating an olympic athlete,,,,,,you cannot keep up most of the time,,,,,,,
  • but its fine because jaehyun,,,even though he’s trying to run up this mountain,,,,,will contain himself just for you ildjsfg
  • gets corny when he sees kids and is like “a family,,,,,,in the future would be so nice,,,,,,,,” and you’re like “you’re smiling like a dad jaehyun” and he’s like oOPS,,,,,,,,but it’s,,,,,,,,,it’s cute 
  • you can see that he’s so gentle and caring with everyone he meets you can’t help but be like,,,,,,,,he is,,,,,,going to be a great parent some day
  • you didnt believe he could cook well too when ten told you about jaehyun’s secret delicious ramen
  • but then you guys were making some,,,jaehyun standing at the stove,,,,and you sitting on the kitchen counter and when he’d feed you you were like hOLY SHIT THIS IS AMAZING 
  • and jaehyun just laughed and u were just like jaehyun tell me baby are you a robot because you’re good at everything
  • and he was shy but he was like no im real here ill prove it,,,,,,he kissed you and u were like ur right robots can’t do that with their tong-
  • jaehyun: AnYWAY
  • you once stayed at his dorm for a date and when jaehyun picked beauty and the beast you kinda teased him a bit ,,, but also ended up cuddled up together crying about the beast’s backstory
  • and then making out for like an hour because it’s hard not to when jaehyun just wears sweats ,,,,,,and your shirt is really loose,,,,,,,,, and jaehyun is good at kissing,,,,,,,,,,,,very good,,,,,,,,,,,,, and -
  • but mark came back pretty early and you guys had to pretend you were just playing cards instead
  • mark: i didnt know your hair could be so messy playing cards. huh
  • you and jaehyun sweating like uH,,,,,
  • you’d managed to sneak into one of his games but unfortunately instead of staying quiet you’d basically yelled for jaehyun to CRUSH the other team and the coach had to chase you out again
  • but you waited outside of the gym and instead of kissing the trophy and celebrating jaehyun had ran straight outside to you and honestly,,,,,,,,,what could the coach do about that? LOL
  • jaehyun jokingly challenging you to some basketball but since he wouldn’t let you score you were like fine i wont kiss u for a whole week
  • and jaehyun basically begged for you to not be mad and u just couldn’t resist
  • like have you seen jaehyun’s big,,,brown eyes????
  • you’d caved and just started kissing his face all over and jaehyun just grinning and hold you around the waist and ,,,,,,,,,basically you two being super duper cute
  • someone complimenting jaehyun’s artwork: you smugly going that’s my boyfriend and yes he’s amazing and did i mention that he’s taken,,,,i love him
  • jaehyun blushing but also loving the fact that you love him so openly and unapologetically 
  • and wow let me mention this one last time: jaehyun in a basketball uniform but also,,,,,,,,,,jaehyun concentrating hard on a sculpture with a low cut shirt and big hands covered in clay,,,,,,,,like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,yall

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drunk boyfriend tag

summary: dan and phil get drunk and film the boyfriend tag (similar to what shane dawson did)

tags: alcohol, so much sweetness and cuteness your teeth will hurt, extreme fluff

by: angelboydjh on tumblr

word count: ~1.8k

first fic posted!! please, ignore any mistakes and reblog and like!! ilu!! send in requests for fics :-)

゚*。:(人´v`*)☆゚:。*゚

dan and phil got a little drunk. they originally got out some Ribena, which is completely unharmful, until dan spotted vodka on the kitchen counter, which they only keep for parties. its almost gone, with a half a bottle left, so dan thought of an idea.

“phil, lets get drunk.” phil looked at dan confused; dan never really likes drinking as much as he used to, hes grown, the satisfaction of being drunk doesnt really thrill as much, and its the same with phil.

“why?” asked phil, sipping his Ribena.

“because why not! we have no meeting tomorrow, we are bored out of our minds, and itll be fun! we’ll even be safe, we can control each other well.” phil thought about it. he never really likes hangovers, who does? he gets them bad, and he knows dan gets them worse, but dan was right, they were extremely bored and had no meetings tomorrow. phil shrugged, and replied with a sure, causing dan to jump up with joy.

dan grabbed the bottle and went to phils room, closing the door, and sitting on his bed. he opens to bottle and pours a lot in his drink, doing the same to phil. there is now many 4 shots full left of the drink and dan was happy he rationed out well.

“wanna do a toast?” asked phil.

“with our vodka filled ribena?” chuckled dan. phil nodded, giggling a little.

“why not?” phil responded, and dan nodded agreeing. they lifted their glass cups up and they look at each other. “to us!”

dan laughed at the cliché, but echoed phil, and a clink noise was heard when the touched glasses. dan downed about half of his drink in that one sip, phil only taking a baby sip.

phil made a face, hating the taste of vodka. dan hid his disgust, looking at phil.

“now we wait.” dan took another sip, already feeling slightly dizzy.

*:・゚✧

dan was fully drunk. he was giggling, putting his head on phil, slurring his words, all of it.

phil was only tipsy. he didnt drink much yet, only about half of his drink. dan, of course, drank all of it, even the rest in the bottle!

“phil!” dan slurred out, and phil glanced over slowly, so he doesnt get dizzy, and raised his eyebrow. “we should do a boyfriend tag.”

phil thought about this. is he that drunk that he doesnt really care if they do one or not? yes. he doesnt really care, its not like itll be posted. phil knows better than that.

“sure.” phil got up to get his camera from the other side of the room, and dan plopped on the bed laughing at who knows what.

it took phil about 2 minutes to set up everything for filming, and an extra 5 minutes to find good goddamn questions.

he finally found some question, a total of twenty. he can barely read them because of his blurry vision, and since he didnt have neither his contacts or glasses on. so he grabbed his glasses from the bed side and put them on to see if itll help. nope. he took another sip of his drink and locked his phone. he’ll cross that bridge when he gets to it. he gets up and turns on the camera, praying to god its in focus.

“dan, its on, we are filming.” once those words left phils mouth, dan shot up from phils bed and looked at phil.

“okay, okay, okay, okay,” he kept repeating that until he finally was next to phil on the bed facing the camera. phil giggled at dan, dan looking at him with his red cheeks.

“okay, ready, babe?” asked phil, seeing double of dan. dan nodded, and smiled at phil and then at the camera.

“okay,” phil breathed in and then ‘took in his persona’.

“hey guys!” he said cheerfully, but all it did is make him dizzy. dan was like, on top of phil, so hes grateful that he was, or phil wouldve fallen over.

“im here with dan.” phil pointed at him, and dan waved, his white oversized cat shirt being exposed, and you could even see his naked legs, since hes wearing shorts. “we are doing the boyfriend tag.” phil said slowly, and dan nodded jumping up and down on the bed.

“phil is my boyfriend! boyfriend phil! philip lester, boyfriend!” he yelled, making phil giggle.

“okay, want ask the questions, or do u want me go ask them?” asked phil to dan.

“ask me the questions! then we will do it back!” dan suggested, and phil nodded encouragingly.

“okay, first question.” phil unlocked his phone and read it very carefully.

“when is my birthday?” he asked. “bonus points for the zodiac sign!”

“january 30th, that makes you a……” he strung out the 'a’ to think. “an Aquarius! aquarium.” he laughed, and phil chuckled.

“correct baby.” he leaned in to kiss dan, and dan kissed him, tasting of vodka and ribena.

“okay, now,” phil was going to go to the next question, but dan protested.

“now do mine! do mine!” dan pouted, crossing his arms.

“june 11th! youre a gemini.” phil stuttered out, making dan laugh.

“lucky guess.” he muttered jokingly.

“next question,” phil scrolled down the page. “where did i grow up?”

“im too drunk for this phil!!” he moaned out. “the north! thats all youre getting.”

“well, youre not wrong.” said phil. “ill give you the point.”

“what about me?” asked dan.

“the south.”

“ugh! exact place!”

“not fair, you didnt do that for me!”

“ugh, whatever.” dan pouted again.

“wipe that pout off your face princess.” phil whispered, grabbing dans chin.

“im just kidding philly!” dan kissed phil, getting him off guard.

“okay, next,” phil asked. “whats my middle name?”

“michael! these are too easy! i want harder ones. test me!” dan groaned out, and phil rolled his eyes.

“okay, okay,” phil said. he scrolled down to another website, which had different questions. “how about this: where was our first date?”

“EASY!” he yelled, throwing his hands up. “well, kinda,” he muttered. “its hard!”

“well, tell me.” phil said suggestively, leaning closer to dan.

“we first met of course at the train station,” he muttered out. “and then we went straight to your house, and, did things. does that count as a first date?” this took him way too long to say, as he was stuttering madly.

“yes, it does. great job, cutie.” phil said happily and leaned in for a kiss.

“okay, let me ask the question!” phil started to give him the phone, but dan refused, saying he wants go make one up.

“whats the first thing you notice about me?” he asked a bashful.

“your smile.” phil said simply. no explanation was needed to make dan feel all warm inside. dan covered his face and leaned on phils shoulder, grinning like mad.

once he got up, he looked at phil, seeing his wonderful, eyes.

“you know what mine is.” he muttered, almost inaudible. it was phils turn to blush. they lean in and kiss once again, but longer than before.

when they pulled apart, dan was seeing actual stars, and couldnt even understand what was happening, completely forgot about the video.

“oh my god, i love you so much.” he said in a shush tone, with phils hand on his cheek. they were only a few inches away from each other, and phil loved it. phil was exploding every inch of dans face, and so was dan. every moment phil made, it made him more dizzy and more dazed, but he didnt care.

within a few moments, they both locked eyes, and somehow, both remembered they were recording.

“uh, one more question,” phil stuttered out, as dan looked around for his almost empty drink. “okay, last question. what is my favorite color?”

“easy, blue.” dan said, as he drank his final sips of his drink before crushed it and threw it.

“hey!” phil protested, looking over at the cup.

“ill pick it ip later, babe.” dan slurred out almost incoherently. “whats mine?”

“easy, pink.” phil mocked. dan smiled softly, putting his arms around phils neck, phil put this hands on dans waist.

“what kind of pink?” he muttered, with his sloppy grin on his face, his curly hair perfect in tack still. (which surprised phil)

“pastel.” dan groaned jokingly, letting his head drop down onto phils shoulders.

“oh my god, i tried to trick you!” dan yelled.

“well, you didnt. 8 years of friendship pays off.” phil joked. dan put his head on phils shoulder, his head facing the camera.

“can we finish? i wanna cuddle with you watch disney movies.” phil chuckled and nodded.

“we’ll finish, lets do the outro.” phil tapped dan, so he can get up from his shoulder, but dan didnt move a muscle, indicating hes not moving.

“okay, well, goodbye everyone, please like a subscribe to me and dans channel, and our gaming channel! love you!” he waved and awkwardly looked at dan.

“i need to turn off that camera baby.” dan groaned and got up from phils shoulder. phil got up and turned off the camera, sitting right on his bed again next to dan.

“can we just cuddle?” phil can tell dan was getting tired, and getting all drained. he gets like this when hes drunk, but also after recording videos.

“of course, princess.” phil laid down, then wrapping his arms around dan who is not next to them. they peacefully fall asleep, with the lights on and phils snoring.

*:・゚✧

it was the morning, and phil is posting his premade video on lessamazingphil, just a quick vlog from florida. its taking surprisingly long to process, since its only 2 minutes, but phil didnt question it. its almost done, so phil went to go see dan, who has the worst hangover ever.

“how are you baby?” asked phil, laying next to dan.

“better, how bad was it?” he asked, and phil laughed.

“you were fine, not as bad as a few months ago, but you were not any better.” dan groaned, and at that moment his phone dinged. he unlocked his phone to see the notification, YouTube popping up, and it was phils new video.

“uh, phil.” dan said.

“yes?” phil hummed.

“you posted the wrong video.”

“what?” phil yelled a little too loudly for dan, as he backed away and gave phil his phone in just one beat.

“i uploaded our drunk boyfriend tag.” dans eyes widen.

“we filmed a video? no way, i dont remember this. did we kiss?”

“i was drunk too!”

“well, i would keep it up.”

“why?”

“we already made this mistake once, lets just let them have what they want.”

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Originally posted by kngniel

Neighbour!Kang Daniel AU

Note: this is what happens when you spend too much time at home, often meeting neighbours and have a soft spot for Kang Daniel

EDIT: you guys, this has gotten so many notes i am honestly shooketh™. thank you so much for reading and do look forward to my next one! you can request if you want anything’s cool really hehe

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upset friend! Seventeen

requested by anon: “Hi!! can i request a scenario where you’re svt’s best friend, like they treat you as a younger sister and they’re super protective of you. how would they react when you went over to their dorm crying or upset. its a little similar to how they react to their gf being scared you previously did, but as a younger sis pov or smtg? tysm!”

a/n: i hope this isn’t late, i did it it bullet points because you requested scenario, i hope that’s okay

Seungcheol

  • you wrap yourself in your in your sweater tighter
  • the door swings open with Seungcheol looking at you worriedly 
  • he pulls you in and gives you quicky, tight hug
  • “what happened?? are you okay??”
  • you emotionally explain to him how you got into a fight with your boyfriend and well, now ex boyfriend
  • “what the hell, do you want me to beat the kid up?” 
  • you can tell by his facial expression how pissed he is
  • you reassure him you’re fine
  • “you’re not fine, you’re crying” 
  • you reach up and touch your undereyes, realizing it was damp
  • wiping your tears away, he smiles softly
  • “come on, i’ll make mingyu make you ramen” 
  • laughing for the first time that night, you nod,
  • “that would be nice”

Originally posted by seungcheofine

Jeonghan

  • “Jeonghan, are you at your dorm?” 
  • “hey are you okay? why do you sound like that??” 
  • “my friend kicked me out of her car, i’m like five minutes from your dorm, can i come over?” 
  • “well that’s not a really good friend, yeah of course” 
  • you thank him and he makes you stay on the phone with him until you get to the dorm
  • when you get there, he’s already standing there, and leads you in
  • “do you want to talk about it?” 
  • he asks you gently, letting you know you didn’t have to if you didn’t want to
  • by the time you get to the couch, you’re in the middle of explaining how your friend got pissed off over how you wouldn’t “help” her do her paper and everything just escalated 
  • the entire time he’s listening to you and handing you tissues when you’re feeling really emotional
  • “i’m here for you okay” 
  • you nod and end up cuddling into his side with his arm around you
  • the mood is lighter now and you can hear seventeen in the back
  • “you know i got a whole soccer team that can help us prank the girl or something” 
  • “the heck jeonghan, we aren’t tryna kill the girl”

Originally posted by j-miki

Joshua

  • as the door gets slammed in your face, you try not explode in tears
  • but your body won’t agree and the tears just fall
  • after a couple minutes, you hear your phone ding
  • it’s from Joshua, who lives next door
  • “are you okay?? your door closed really loud”
  • you send a quick text about how you’re fine and sorry if you disrupted anything
  • instead of another ding you get a call
  • you pick you and say hello, trying to slience your tears but it doesn’t work
  • “oh my gosh, are you okay?”
  • “n-no” 
  • so you tell him that you came back to your place to find your bf cheating on you, on your couch, at your place
  • “do you want to come over? maybe you should get out of there” 
  • you agree and he meets you at your door and walks you over
  • after settling you on the couch, and lets you make small talk to Seungkwan who’s trying to make you laugh
  • when Joshua comes back with a cup of tea, Seungkwan gets shooed away by another member
  • “i know you’ll get through this, i’ll be there however to help along the way” 
  • smiling softly, you take a sip of tea, calmer now
  • “i know”

Originally posted by visual-17

Junhui

  • you hate the way you cry
  • you’re definitely not one of those criers who cry angelically
  • nah you’re a scrunched, red faced mess
  • like now, when you’re furiously pacing, waiting for jun to open the door
  • “Y/N! oh my god, come here!”
  • he pulls you inside and engulfs you in a hug
  • “i dont like it when you cry” he says, 
  • his expression is sad while gently wiping your tears
  • you smile sadly and joke, “is it because i look ugly?”
  • “well…”
  • “yah!” 
  • you smack his arm lightly, knowing he’s just teasing
  • “you’re pretty when you’re happy, and being happy is good”
  • “so i should try my best to be happy always?” you finish for him
  • he grins, “yup, that’s right”
  • you start giggling, any trace of crying  gone
  • except for the makeup, which he points out
  • “come on, we have makeup remover somewhere”
  • he wraps an arm around your shoulder in a brotherly way
  • looking down at you, he smiles
  • “you don’t have to talk about it now, okay? let’s just do something fun”

Originally posted by junhoontrash

Soonyoung

  • ‘SOONYOUNG SOONYOUNG SOONYOUNG :’((((’
  • you’re freaking out, on the verge of crying as you blow up his phone
  • ‘WHAT WHAT WHATS WRONG!?!?!’
  • you tell him everything that’s going on 
  • ‘actually I’m at your dorm right now, can you please open?’
  • ‘OF COURSE’
  • seconds later you see soonyoung swings open the door, kinda looking like he just sprinted
  • he immediately bear hugs you
  • “everything is going to be okay’
  • you look up at him, tears threatening to fall
  • with everything that’s been going on, you don’t know
  • “how do you know?” you ask, your lip quivering
  • he pulls away slightly and holds you by your shoulders
  • looking into your eyes, he says
  • “because i know you’re a strong person, something like this can’t bring you down”

Originally posted by performanceunit

Wonwoo

  • you start blowing up his phone
  • “WONWOO!!! how could you!! get out here :’‘((”
  • “you’re outside??? what did i do?” 
  • “JUST GET OUT HERE :((”
  • you coming over was pretty common because you lived 2 minutes away
  • he comes out looking very worried and asks you what’s wrong
  • with tears in your eyes, you hand him back his book
  • “how could you do this to me?”
  • right away, his facial expression changes and he bursts out laughing
  • “wonwooooooo i’ve been crying for the past hour!!” shaking his head amused, he swings an arm around our shoulder
  • “how could you not tell me what happens” 
  • he looks amused, “what the heck? you hate spoilers!”
  • agreeing you nod, making him shake his head
  • “okay come on in, then we’ll watch something funny” 
  • looking up at him, you smile hopefully
  • “and order pizza?”
  • ruffling your hair, he laughs and replies
  • “sure sure”

Originally posted by visual-17

Jihoon

  • taking a deep breathe you try to calm yourself
  • grabbing your phone, you dial his number
  • hearing his voice, even if it was just a ‘hello’ calmed you slightly
  • “are you busy right now?”
  • “no, we’re all just eating chicken what’s wrong, why’s your voice shaky”
  • after explaining quietly, and hearing him comforting you and some background noise on his side, 
  • you tell him you’re outside
  • “okay that’s fine i promise, i’ll come out” 
  • meeting eye to eye he smiles softly 
  • “don’t let this stress you out too much okay”
  • ”i don’t know, i really don’t know if i can forgive my mom this time”
  • he grabs your arms and holds them tightly
  • “look at me”
  • you look up at him, distress clearly all over your face
  • “what she did this time, that’s not okay, but is it worth ruining everything?” 
  • “no” you say, lowering your head
  • he pulls you in a hug, resting his head on your shoulder
  • after you pull away, you smile
  • “you’re a really good friend jihoonie” 
  • “i know, now come in and eat chicken before the guys eat it all” 

Originally posted by seungcheofine

Seokmin

  • “SEOKKK” you wail into your phone
  • “Y/NNN WHAT’S WRONGGG?”
  • after you finish explaining, you subconsciously sniffle 
  • “omo are you crying??? y/n where are you!!" 
  • “aniya, i just have allergies okay, i’ll be at your dorm in a sec" 
  • he knows just as well as you, you don’t have allergies 
  • "okay, i’ll be waiting outside" 
  • soon enough, you reach him and he pulls you into a tight hug right away
  • flashing a small smile, he says, "we should go in!! its raining" 
  • he looks down at you, and his eyes twinkle and you know immediately what he’s thinking 
  • "rain~~~~” you both sing,
  • him successfully making you laugh, he suddenly says “look!! your eyes are so red!!" 
  • you give him a blank stare, "i know ive been… sneezing" 
  • “noooo!!! it’s because you’ve been blinded by the seokshine!!" 
  • amused, you say, "where?? its been raining" 
  • “but no matter how much it rains, the sun will always rise the next day" 
  • the both of you become silent, you stare into his eyes, and realize the meaning, his way of comforting 
  • wrapping your arms around him, you hear him make a surprised sound, before wrapping his arms around you too 
  • "you’re not bad at giving advice seok" 

Originally posted by jongindiaries

Mingyu

  • knocking in the door timidly, you back away and wait two seconds later
  • you hear someone clumsily open the door 
  • "mingyu.” you say 
  • and all his eyes need is one look at yours to know something happened 
  • “i just need someone to talk to, even if it’s for one minute, i don’t want to intrude on anything” you say 
  • the moments in your sentence where your breathe catches, let’s him know you’ve been crying 
  • “don’t worry, some members are gone and some are just being lazy and waiting for me to make them ramen" 
  • "you sure?" 
  • when you come in, you force him to let you help him cook so you two are unwrapping the ramen packages 
  • "i know i’m not the best person to talk about things to, but i’m here for you" 
  • looking over at him, you nod with a small smile on your face 
  • "i just need to be in someone’s presence right now" 
  • he nods understandingly and grins 
  • "and scarf down some ramen?" 
  • “um of courseee" 

Originally posted by wonnhao

 Minghao 

  • you can’t breathe 
  • completely clueless in this situation, looking around you get some idea of where you are 
  • "m-minghao?” you say after dialing his number 
  • “huh? y/n? shouldn’t you be sleeping?" 
  • "minghao i just, i’m really close to your dorm, do you think you could come outside and talk to me?" 
  • he answers with an ‘of course’ 
  • so when you reach there, you see him standing outside, a mug in hand
  • "drink this it’s cold out” he hands it too you, which you accept gratefully 
  • then he takes a step forward to get a closer look at you 
  • “why are you dressed in clubbing clothes?? why is your neck kind of red?”
  • he quickly takes his jacket off and hands it to you 
  • putting it on, you duck your head and whimper 
  • “even if someone’s drunk, that’s not a good enough excuse right?" 
  • you feel his stare on you for what feels like forever 
  • then his hands cup your face and you can tell he’s practically glaring at your neck 
  • "its no excuse. remember that no matter what. because you don’t deserve this" 
  • you nod, and take a deep breathe 
  • “thank you a lot, for making me feel better" 
  • "you don’t need to thank me, and stay away from this guy okay" 
  • you agree telling him you’ll break up tomorrow 
  • as you get ready to leave, he grabs your arm and shakes his head 
  • "come inside and wait for a taxi at least, i’m not about to let my friend walk herself home" 
  • nodding slowly, you come in and greet the other members 
  • you and him both sit on the couch and he passes you a controller 
  • "play?" 
  • “yup,” you smile

Originally posted by minghaon

Seungkwan

  • ‘i’m crying.’ you type, and hit send
  • “what happened!?” he replies anxiously, with like a thousand question marks and exclamation points
  • ‘i’m outside, come?” 
  • he reads it and doesn’t reply
  • but seconds later he’ll come outs the door with a nervous expression
  • “i was really debating whether to not to bother you but i need someone to talk too” 
  • “what do you even mean? you can tell me anything!” 
  • you spill all of it, everything that’s been going on
  • “aigoo” without anymore words, he pulls you into a hug
  • and unexpectedly, you start crying
  • patting your back he says, “let it all out okay”
  • sniffling, you joke, “i’m crying because you smell really bad” 
  • “yah! you liar” 
  • “i know i know” you laugh, even though your tears continue to fall
  • “come in, we can order something and eat our hearts out” 
  • meeting each others eyes, you give him a tiny smile,
  • “don’t hold back, we are gonna eat a lot” 
  • “definitely we’ll eat all the bad foods in the world. vegetables what?” 
  • “what are vegetables?” 
  • not even realizing your tears have stopped now, you both plan out all the food you’re gonna order

Originally posted by kyungminie

Vernon

  • you try to silence your crying before picking up the phone
  • “vernon? i’m here” 
  • “ahh okay i’ll come open the door!” he says happily
  • he doesn’t realize anything yet
  • opening the door he says, “hey come i-”
  • his sentence stops short when he looks at your expression
  • “are you okay?” 
  • you respond by silently shaking your head
  • the two of you don’t say anything
  • he just walks towards you and wraps his arms tightly around you
  • after many moments, with his arms still around you, you say
  • “standing out here is weird right?”
  • he nods, “let’s go in”
  • when the two of you walk in, you greet the members, but all of them notice something’s wrong
  • so they leave the two of you alone
  • “do you want to talk about it?” 
  • shaking your head you reply, “no i dont think i’m ready yet, can we just do something else?”
  • “yeah, you want to look at these lyrics” 
  • nodding your head, you smile at him
  • “thank you” 
  • smiling softly, he shakes his head
  • “it’s no problem”

Originally posted by carol12lopes-blog

Chan

  • you are really unsure of what to do
  • crying isn’t an option anymore, your eyes are tired of it
  • but if tears can go away, why can’t this feeling
  • ‘i’m here’ you text chan
  • you already said your coming, but you didn’t tell him anything
  • “i’ll come open for you” he answers 
  • you wait, rocking your feet back and forth nervously
  • when he open the door, he says his regular greeting
  • but then stops short when he sees your face
  • “have you been crying?”
  • you open you mouth, ready to deny on reflex, but nod anyway
  • “i…we broke up” you say
  • and it feels weird, saying it for the time
  • he opens and closes his mouth in shook
  • “but… what, how?” 
  • you shake your head and spill everything
  • when you’re done, he opens his mouth to say something but decides against it
  • instead he pulls you in for a hug
  • pulling back after, he simply looks at you and flashes a comforting smile
  • “you’ll get through this, we’re young okay?”
  • you nod, trusting him
  • “okay”

Originally posted by mc-gyu

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~ admin seri

Confessions (Zach Dempsey X Reader)

Request: could you write a zach dempsey x reader where is the reader’s birthday, but she lives by herself so she has no one to celebrate her birthday with, but her best friend zach shows up in the middle of the night with a present for her and he confesses his feelings and it’s all cute and fluff? sorry for the bad english,,, luv your blog

~*Zach’s Pov*~
Today was (Y/N)’s birthday, which is the reason i woke up so early, I needed to get her something. (Y/N) lives alone so she didn’t have her parents or siblings to celebrate with her. Thats why i was going, i didn’t want her to be all alone today. I was also planning on telling her how i felt. I’ve had a crush on her for so long and it was about time I finally admitted it.

After I turned off my 8:30 alarm, i got up to shower. After i was done, I dried off my damp hair, put some clothes on, and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. I opened the fridge, got some breakfast and was on my way to go find a gift for (Y/N).
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After walking around the mall for a while i became frustrated, it was already 12:48pm and i still have no idea what to get her but then a jewelry store caught my eye and I went it.

‘Girls like bracelets right?’ I ask myself while grabbing one that I thought (Y/N) would like. After that i went to my car and drove off to a random grocery store. I walked in and went straight to the candy and chocolate section.
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‘Really Zach? Chocolate and a large teddy bear, how cliche’ i said to myself while making my way up to her apartment, but it was too late to go back now. I knocked on her door but she didn’t answer but I heard a faint “ill be right there” and I figured it was her.

She opened her door with wide eyes, clearly not expecting anyone.

“Happy Birthday!” I said while smiling at her

She pulled me into a hug and told me to come in. Closing the door behind me i sat on her couch where she sat next to me. I gave her the gift bag that had chocolate and a box with a bracelet in it. She opened it. She was looking at the bracelet when i spoke up.

“It might not be that great, i mean I didn’t know what to get. I was spending a lot of time at the mall and didn’t want to leave you waiting so I grabbed it. If you dont like it i can-”

“I love it Zach” she said cutting me off while giggling, noticing how nervous i was.
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Its been hours since I got here, it was dark out now. (Y/N) and i spent the time joking and laughing at random things and shared inside jokes.

“So uhh (Y/N), I’ve been meaning to tell you something” i say as she looked at me slightly confused.

“Whats up?” She says turning her attention from the Tv to me.

“You see we’ve been best friends for a long ass time now and i really don’t know wether this going to end up good or bad but I’m really worried because I don’t want to miss up our friendship and I just-”

“Just say it Zach” she cut me off, yet again. Apparently I talk a lot when I’m nervous.

“(Y/N) I really like you. Like really like you. To be honest I think I fucking love you but I was scared to confess it before cause I was worried that you wouldn’t feel the same.” I said looking down at my hands while fondling with my fingers.

She placed her hand on mine causing me to look up at her.

“Well shit Zach” she started, “ I’ve always liked you too but I was also scared of admitting it”

Fuck fuck fuck, was she serious? I couldn’t stop smiling. I guess all that nervousness was over nothing. I decided to sleep over at her house that night because it was already getting really late. That night was probably the best of my life.

Tony Stark + Batfam/JL Headcanon masteprost (part 1)

pasting here the headcanon dumps I sent @audreycritter‘s way hehe. Enjoy.

In this universe, Tony & Bruce are friends. they went to boarding school together and just kinda stayed friends, but they dont meet very often. but when Bruce goes missing for 5 years, Tony is scared shitless. As soon as he hears about the Bats, he knows it’s Bruce. He rings him up, asks if he’s okay. gets mad at him for not leaving any messages that he was alive.

and then Tony goes missing for 3 months. and Bruce is scared, too. When Tony returns, Bruce can immediately tell that Tony is faking his camera grins more than before. Can notice Tony clenching his chest. He shows up unannounced one day, during IM2, and asks Tony about the poisoning he’s suspected etc. so when age of ultron happens, Bruce doesnt know how to feel. on the one hand, Ultron went bad. on the other hand, he fucked up so many times by trying his best, he cant be mad at tony. And then civil war happens, and Tony is broken. Broken.

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[07] Run

Originally posted by bangthebae

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Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // Part Six // Part Seven

A/n: fluff(?), slight angst, mentions of murder


Silence so thick filled your ears, not one single thought inside your head other then the last three words Taehyung uttered. “Taehyung?” You questioned, trying hard to keep your voice normal and steady, doing anything and everything in your might to not draw attention to yourself. This wasn’t exactly an everyday call afterall..


“My dad… I killed him…he wouldnt stop.. hitting her. That bastard kept hurting her!!” You heard a small bang on the other line, assuming he had hit something in frusteration. You tapped Yoongi on the shoulder softly and gestured towards the door letting him know you’d be just outside, he gave you a tight smile and a nod signifying it was okay.

“Tae, breathe… I-its going to be okay. Does anyone-”

“No.. no one knows Y/n. You were the first person I thought to call. Y/n… my mom kicked me out and told me to leave. S-she is taking the blame and saying it was self defense.. I killed a man… I fucking killed a man..” His voice was full of unwanted guilt, full of complete contradictions of sorrow and happiness. You waited a moment before speaking up, your voice shaken but strong, as crazy and dangerous as the events may seem, Taehyung was family and there was no way in hell you were going to let him go through this alone. “I’m picking you up, send me the address to where you are and I’m on my way.”

You pushed opened Yoongi’s bedroom door at that same moment the broken boy on the other end whimpered in guilt. “Are you sure you arn’t busy?”

“No, I’m not busy. I’m leaving right now.” Yoongi looked up from his phone as he heard those words leave your mouth. Was he not important enough? Was Tae more important then the plans you and he had already made?

You hung up the phone and slid it into your back pocket, turning on your heels to face Yoongi’s infamous poker face. “I’m sorry Yoongz, we can finish this another night.” Before he could protest or give even the slightest of attitude you placed a soft kiss on his forehead, he knew it was just a small gesture somewhere between ‘I’m sorry’ and ‘Goodnight’ but he couldnt stop his heart from racing a mile a minute. Your soft honey like lips grazing his bare forehead, and never in his life had he been so thankful to be wearing a backwards Snapback.

He watched you jog out of his now dull bedroom, leaving him in agonizing thoughts and pure frustrations. Why did you blow him off for Taehyung? Why was Tae calling you so late?

He slumped in his chair letting one fist hit the black paint chipped desk in front of him. He was so close in telling you how you felt but apparently luck wasn’t on his side, he waited too long and now here you were… ditching him for one of his best friends.

You could still feel Yoongi’s slightly sweaty forehead against your lips as you ran out to your car, grabbing your purse and a blanket on your way out. The wintery night dressed you in a red nose and pink cheeks, you climbed into your car and as if on queue your phone vibrated with an address that would send you to a less then sketchy motel four hours south.

There was no time for stops, or even music to attempt to lighten the mood; so instead silence that was nearly suffocating filled the air around you.

Yoongi’s face raced through your mind no matter how many times you attempted to push it away. ’Taehyung is more important then one sided love. Yoongi. Get. Out. Of. My. Head.’

[2:45am, Motel]

There Taehyung sat, amongst his suitcases and bags and his unseen sorrow and guilt. The dark sky above that had no stars in sight was an accurate representation of Taehyung’s eyes, nothing but cold black and the whites in his eyes, all color drained from his face. He was too lost in thought to notice you walking towards him, and it wasn’t until you were kneeling down in front of him that you saw blood red stains on his white shirt, he tried so hard so hard to hide the stains and himself in his black hoodie.

“Taehyungie, get in the car. I brought a blanket, just lay down and rest. I’ll put your bags in the trunk okay.” His glossy eyes met yours and as he blinked once to make sure that it was really you, a single tear fell. He nodded his head once before dragging his body to the passenger seat; and by the time you had made your way into the car he was staring down at his hands like he was ready to cut them off.

“Taehyungie…”

“I came home from visiting an old childhood friend and when I walked in I heard screaming.. so I walked to my moms room,” You sat silently as he explained to you what he had been through a few hours prior, you watched as more tears fell from his dull eyes, not daring to start the car you sat still and did the one thing you could do. Listen.

“It was open a bit and I saw my dad screaming at her, he was drunk… which isnt so much of a suprise. She was so scared, she kept flinching and I didnt think much of it until he swung and slapped her across the face… then it clicked in my head. He had done it before,” The tears became rivers down his tanned skin, without even thinking he grabbed one of his shaking hands and intertwined your fingers together, giving him a reassuring squeeze that it was okay to continue.

“Something inside me snapped. So I grabbed one of the empty beer bottles that was on the hall table, broke it and just fucking went in yelling. My mom kept yelling for me to stop… I think she was scared he’d hit me too. He pushed me ans told me to mind my own business and then… I jabbed the bottle into his stomach.. i just kept going, i didnt stop until he just fell.. th-there was blood everywhere.. my mom was screaming.. I-I dropped the bottle and I coul- I couldn’t believe what I had just done… my mom ran to me and I dont remember what happened after she told me to pack my stuff and leave.. she picked up the bottle and wiped it down then she stabbed him with it. She said ’Go. I’ll say it was self defense… please go Taehyung. GO!’ She basically pushed me out of the house and I called you.. for the most part its a blur…I just remember the main things.. its like a fucking highlight reel in my head.”

Silence came after, no one knowing exactly what to say next. Instead yall sat quietly, fingers intertwined, staring at the blinking Motel lights.

“Do the guys know you came?”

“Yoongi does, we were writing when you called. I told him we’d finish it another day.” You replied, finally starting the car and backing out of the deserted parking lot. “I’m sorry… I didnt mean to interrupt your ‘Yoongi Staring’ session.” He mumbled. You let out a soft chuckle letting him know you had heard him, and that it was okay to make jokes, smile and talk about anything other then what happened hours earlier. “Oh? Cracking jokes now are we? Let me guess you think I like Yoongi too dont you?”

You watched his chapped lips break out into a small smile through the rearview mirror, his eyes were still dead but you expected nothing less honestly. “Too? Did Namjoon finally confront you?”

“The two of you discussed my crush!?” You couldnt help but laugh as you ‘shouted’ in disbelief that 3 of 7 boys knew you had feelings for the stubborn mint haired goober.

“Sureeeee, a crush.” He scoffed at your attempt in walking around the fact you were in love, not in crush.

Eventually small talk wasn’t enough to distract Taehyung from his demons so he sat quietly staring out the passenger side window the remainder of the ride.


The sun began to peek its way up into the sky, sending the birds to chirp and people to start waking up and getting ready for work. 6:00am.

Dewey grass and the chilly breeze of the early morning made its way into the car, causing you to shiver slightly. You werent worried about yourself being cold rather then the poor boy buried in the wool blanket in the seat next to you, he looked like a boy trying to hide from the monsters in his closet only in this situation the monsters were in his head instead.

You didnt have to worry about anyone being awake this early in the morning, except Jin and his early morning breakfast of course, so an interrogation was definitely not in order.. hopefully. “Jin is probably awake so lets just be quite coming in okay? We can grab your bags later.”

Taehyung nodded softly and with that you both made your way to the front door, softly setting your shoes at the front door and tip toeing to the staircase. Oddly enough Jin wasn’t in the kitchen and the house was as quite as can be.

“Do you want me to leave you be?” You whispered as you crept past Namjoon and Yoongi’s bedroom doors.

“Can you please stay with me.” His voice was raspy and barley audible, but broken all the same.

He discarded his blood stained shirt and black hoodie in a crumbled pile on the floor while you followed his action with your own jacket, “are you sure its okay? I dont want to mke you uncomfortable” He kept repeating, and everytime your answer was the same. “Tae, its ok. We literally went streaking together.”

The two of you crawled under his fluffy white comforter without saying a single word. There was no cuddling, no quite talks, it was like there was an invisible barrier between the two of you. You being too scared to touch him and have crumble under your touch and him being too scared to crumble, so instead you both pulled the comforter up to your chins and eventually fell victim to sleep.

The next dew days were routine; celebrating Taehyung’s arrival with pointless fun and causing trouble up and down our town. Drinking. Lots of drinking. You watched Taehyung like a mom watching her child, making sure he was okay making sure he knew you were there, and it wasn’t long until Hoseok noticed the amount of time you and Tae were spending together, how your drinking became nothing compared to the rest of the group, how your eyes had a tint of saddness in them.

“Trust me Hoseok. I cant tell you whats going on but I promise you everything is okay.”

“I trust you. Be careful.”

Weeks went by and still no one knew the crime Taehyung commited and after a couple of days life began to pool back into his once dead eyes. “My mom just called. She said the police believed her and she had to go to court and speak of what happened. She sounded…happy.” He whispered in your ear one night, you flipped over to face his unreadable expression and when a soft smile spread across his tired skin, you knew he was a bit better. “Are you happy?”

“I took the biggest set back in her life away. I helped her have an empty house where she can heal, I wont ever be able to get over what I did… but knowing it helped her.. it makes it better.”

In the weeks you sat with Taehyung, barley talking to anyone but him and Hoseok, Yoongi watched you. He watched you look at Taehyung across the room, but since he was too wrapped up in his silent jealousy he didnt norice the sad and tierd eyes you possessed.

“Thank you for everything Y/n. I’m glad to see the light and rest return to your eyes.” His green streaks falling into his face softly, it was your last night with him. The two of you agreed to wait until the both of you were better healed before you stopped sleeping in the same bed, he knew you were drained from watching and helping him, he knew you wanted to go back to how things were before the call and he understood that. “I’ll always be here for you Tae.”

[A Week Later]

You stood outside Yoongi’s door, too afaird to open it but also so desperate to see his sugary skin, and minty hair, so needy for his deeper voice and gummy smile. It felt like years and you cursed yourself for being so cliche but damn did you miss him.

“Hey Yoongz, ya miss me?” You laughed, walking into his ‘bedroom’ and taking a seat on his bed like you always did. He was sitting in the infamous rolling chair witch his hair messy and a plain black T shirt that made him look so aesthetically pleasing, his black sweats and concentrated eyes being wonderful accessories to his angelic beauty.

He was more beautiful then ever.

“I’m suprised you even remembered I exist.” Of course I did…

“I’ve just had stuff going on Yoongi, but are you ready to work on that song?”

“I finished it.” His slightly cold demeanor sent chills down your spine, he had finished it?? Without you? And just before you could say anything he turned to you with neutral eyes and a tight smile, almost like he was trying to tell you it was okay you walked out on him even though it actually wasnt.

“Yoongi are you good?” You let out a small chuckle in hopes to disguise your worry and confusion, and as if looking at you was a chore in itself he spun back around his chair and began messing with his computer. “Sure, I mean I personally love being stood up by a writing partner so she can go and sleep with one of my best friends.” A silence so thick filled the cool air, no one moved, no one spoke, he didnt even look at you for a reaction to his blunt words. Your face contorted from shocked to angry? Offended? You stated at his side profile for what felt like forever before tou finally stood up off his bed, because sitting felt too comfortable for a situation like this one.

“I’m sorry? Did you just assume I was sleeping with yet another person?” You shot back waiting for him to look at you, and when he didnt you only continued. “I dont really appreciate being made out to seem like I sleep around okay. I dont know who the fuck you think you are to assu-” Your voice became louder and your hands had a mind of thier own as they gestured to eveything you were shouting, when you were cut off by Yoongi who was now standing up as well.

“I think I’m the guy you ran out on while writing a song for Taehyung at two in the fucking morning, and when I went to go check on you the next morning you werent in Hoseok’s room like I thought you’d be. No. You were in Taehyung’s bed with him and clothes on the mother fucking floor. So please tell me how 'its not what it looked like’ Y/n!” Using finger quotation marks around the world famous phrase for people with a secret, and if you werent so angry then maybe you would have found the fact he wanted to check on you sweet.

“His car broke down and he was stranded so I went to go and fucking help him. He needed someone there for him because he was bummed that he was going home, and for your fucking information my jacket was the only thing of mine of the floor, and I dont know how you sleep but Tae sleeps shirtless okay!” The lies on why you went to Taehyung’s rescue came pouring out of your mouth like it came easy to you, even though you couldn’t tell the truth it still didnt change the fact that what he thought was happening between you and V was wrong.

Yoongi let out an unamused chuckle as he looked at you through his mint hair. “So because he was 'bummed’ you slept in his bed with him for weeks?!” His tone revealing every single assumption he had, making it very clear that he was sold on what he thought happened. “Yoongi I dont feel like fighting okay. I didnt sleep with Taehyung and I’m sorry I left in the middle of our writing but he needed me.” You knew this argument could last forever so instead you gave up, feeling defeated you sat back down on his bed and looked into his slightly softened brown eyes. “But Yoongi, it’s none of your goddamn business what I do or who I do, so please stop worrying about what the fuck I’m doing okay.” And within seconds the anger fueled back inside of you, sending his eyes to widen when the look of realization hit your face. “Seriously though, you are always so up my ass about who you think I’m sleeping with! You dont see me questioning your fucking actions! I didnt point out the girl you were with at the bar one our first outing, I didnt point out you sleeping with me and I didnt say anything about Jennie either! Yet here you are assuming I’m sleeping with every guy I hang our with! Why do you fuck-”

“BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” He shouted sending your eyes to practically fall out of your head. Thats all you needed to hear for you to finally take his perfect face into your hands and press your lips to his.

His lips taste even better then the first time.

In all honesty you werent even aware of your own actions, it was like your body had a mind of its own and you were okay with it.

It didnt take long before he was kissing you back and relaxing under your touch, his arms wrapping around your waist. He didnt taste like liquor this time, instead he tasted of something so euphoric you had no words for it, no alcohol took part in a kiss shared by two love struck artists.

You pulled away and searched his eyes for god knows what, everything seemed to have happened so fast and it made sense to you. Love has no time now does it? Always showing up when you least expect it, not giving a damn about the events around you.

“I love you too pabo.” Your voice was barley above a whisper, enough for him to look you hard in the face almost like he was waiting for you to tell him you were kidding. Never had you seen the spec of insecurity etched into his eyes before, and yet here it was. Plain as day.

“I’ve loved you ever since I saw you playing 'First Love’ in your room, and that night in the train car…you said it was just a drunken night.”

“I lied brat, I fucking lied.” Within moments his lips were pressed against your own, moving together in perfect harmony, his hands rested on the top of your ass and your fingers found their way into his hair, tugging every so often which caused a small groan to escape his lips and into yours. A fire was ignited in between the two of you, roaming hands and parted lips, in fact a moan or two escaped your lips as his tongue fought yours for dominance… that is untill the sound of Namjoon’s alarming voice broke the two of you away.

“Hey I heard screaming are you guys o- finally.” He chuckled before he exited.

You looked at Yoongi’s slightly flushed cheeks and took a mental picture of him in this state, wow he was beautiful. Truly perfect. “Go out with me brat.” Those five words sent your lips into a smile, he wasnt so much asking as he was telling you and the 'brat’ only seemed to make things sweeter to you. Fuck cliché.

“Burgers and staying up late writing, that sounds like a nice first date.”

“Am I buying the burgers?” He questioned with a teasing gummy smile. “You buy burger meals and I’ll by snacks from the corner store for our late night.”

“Deal.”

He watched your flushed cheeks and soft giggles as the two of you stood closer then needed, speaking of a casual date. “Meet me in the living room at seven.” You smiled before kissing his jaw softly and skipping out of the room, he knew what you were doing. Trying so very hard to seem unphased by the new feelings thrown out onto the table, but the way you found it difficult to make eye contact and the way you fidgeted with your hands slightly didnt go unnoticed. Such a weird way to begin a what could be a relationship, and as he watched you skip out of his room in your cute ducky shorts and baggy sweater he prayed to any god that you’d be his, because never had he been so hopeful for a girlfriend. “

See you at seven Y/n-ah.”

“Burgers and gas station snacks?” Hoseok questioned as you grabbed your trusty ol’ black ripped jeans and blue flannel over a plain white tank top. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t freaky out, obviously you’d hung out with Yoongi alone before but it was different when there was a mutual feeling of love in the air.

“Yes Hoseok, you know it always made me uncomfortable when Minho would take me out to fancy places…I just felt so out of place.” When you and Minho were together he would take you to five star places, and it was appreciated yes but he knew how out of place you felt. It was almost like he expected to get something out of the night, simply because he spent so much money on a 'nice date.’

He was no stranger to the fancy, five star, high class places like the restaurants he’d choose, but you a fan of finger foods and ramen were not used to a life so ’well’ lived. You had grown up with enough money for things needed and then a little extra but money was definitely not something you could just blow.

“I’m not saying five star, I’m saying like… i dont know? Ihop.” Laughter erupted from within as you watched him try and figure out a place off the top of his cute little head. “Hobi, Honey, burgers was my idea.” You hugged Hoseok tightly and you listened as he wentt on and on about how if Yoongi breaks his heart he will break his face, you knew he was just trying to be protective and it was honestly so refreshing to see him care so much.

You made your way downstairs and saw that Yoongi was already sitting on the couch waiting for you. He was wearing a white t shirt, black jeans and a blue jean jacket; it was such an effortless style but damn did he look good, everything seemed to compliment eachother and his hair only pulled it together more. “Min Yoongi wearing denim? Have my eyes deceived me?” He looked up from his phone and rolled his eyes, you have thought it was because he was annoyed, that is if it wasn’t for the adorable gummy smile that was spreading across his face. “Oh shut up and lets go get some food.”

The drive was quiet, and filled with unsaid nervousness. It wasnt enough to make it awkward but it was enough to make you mentally laugh at yourself. “Uh, you look nice by the way.” Yoongi mumbled, the soft nervousness hidden in his low voice was enough to send a huge a smile across your face. “I always look like this Yoongz.” “Okay? Your point?” It wasnt much but you heard the compliment laced between the snarky reply, causing your cheeks to turn a light pink and he didnt have to look at you to know you understood what he was saying, your silence spoke volumes. He looked so good driving with a smirk plastered on his face, and one hand on the wheel, but you couldnt help but think about how lonely his other hand looked, resting off the middle console, his silver rolex peeking out from underneath the denim that suited him so nicely. You tried to push away the thought of how his pale hand was basically screaming to be held. 'Fuck it.’ You whispered to yourself, and within moments you had fed into your desire to hold his pretty hands.

You took a big breathe in and held it there, too scared to breathe out, then you nonchalantly rested your arm next to his. Unnoticed. You waited a good minute before you finally decided to breathe and slide your hand underneath his and intertwine your fingers in his. It took a moment for him to register what you just did but the moment his fingers closed around yours you let out a sigh of relief, half from his acceptance and half from how perfect it felt. His hand was so much bigger then yours, his few steel rings felt cool against your burning skin, and you could feel his rolex resting against your wrist. You didnt want to let go of his hand, not ever but you had arrived at your destination.

Yoongi almost wanted to take a few wrong turns on the way just so he didnt have to let go over your hand, but he was too scared you’d notice and he sure as hell didnt want that. The Burger joint sat in front of the now parked car your hand slipped out from his as you got out of the car and immediately he was missing your hand in his. “I’ll grab us a booth pabo.” You smiled, he watched as you skipped to a small booth in the corner by the window, the over sized flannel flowing as you did so. He couldnt help but think you looked so damn good with a flannel and some timberlands, it was such a casual look and yet it still made his heart race. You were the kind of girl he could live life fully with, someone who wouldn’t hold back, you were someone that made things complicated in an exciting way, he wasn’t one to go out on dates really but he also had never felt this way about anyone before.

“Here you go brat.” Yoongi set the tray in front of you, two giant burgers and large fries, with a handsome minty haired boy. “Why thank you sir.” He rolled his eyes playfully at the new nickname and together yall began to dig into your dinner, conversation seemed to happen on its own and you listened as he spoke of the song he finished. The song the two of you should finshed together. You watched as his lips made a small pout while he talked, and how he looked at you for a bit and then looked at his food or phone, and maybe that would have botheres you if it was anyone else but you’d heard his mixtape. You knew about his battle with social anxiety. You related. It was okay. You looked at his fading hair, what once was a nice mint color turned even lighter with blonde peeking through. He’d look cute with blonde hair.’ You thought.

Dinner came to an end and yall decided to walk to the corner store, large soda’s in hand and the moonlight illuminating him like it did that night. He looked so pretty against the darkness of the night and the light of the moon, so ethereal, the only difference about then and now if that now he was single. Now he was on a date with you. If you wanted to take hold of his jacket and pull him down to you, you could very well do so, and as you stopped in your tracks unknowingly, making a mental list of all the things you could do, you didnt notice he had gotten closer to you. All you knew was his face had suddenly became easier to admire, from his puppy eyes, perfect pouty lips, to the three earrings in his left ear that for some reason was so sexy to you, and his goddamn hair against sugar skin and pink cheeks. Yoongi placed a hand on the small of your back and pulled you against his chest in one swift motion, no sign of nervousness, or fear in his eyes or actions. Kiss me please. As if he could read your mind he captured your lips in his, not sweetly but not roughly; he kissed you with passion and confidence and you kissed back with just the same. Your confidence wavered a bit, instead replaced with shock and neediness because you liked how he kissed you like he was telling you he was in charge, and if thats what it took for him to kiss you like he was right then you’d gladly let him lead.

There you stood in the middle of the sidewalk kissing under the moonlight, the stars being your audience and the two of you being the main show. Yoongi wasn’t one for PDA but the minute he got a taste of your lips he couldn’t stop, hell, he’d even forgotten the two of you were standing outside. Your hands found thier way in his hair and when he bit your bottom lip as a demand of entrance you tugged softly sending a small growl to leave his lips. “Y-yoongi.” You whimpered as he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip after pulling it between his teeth, and to say your whimper excited him would be an understatement. It wasn’t until you heard a honk of a car in the distance that caused the two of you to separate, cheeks flushed and lips swollen and glistening. “We should go.” You chuckled, ignoring the fact you bought no snacks and pretending not to notice the slight bulge in his pants and the arousel between your legs.

The car ride home went by like nothing had happened on the sidewalk, turning up the radio and singing along to the songs like a group of dying animals, the two of you laughed at eachother and you admired his gummy smile and million different laughs.

He oozed passion, everything he did he did passionately and you swore you saw it all… you thought you’d seen all of Min Yoongi but you didnt know how wrong you were.

You had only scratched the surface.

anonymous asked:

did you like the new video? were there any special parts?

oh my god yes, i’m shocked we got the follow-up so soon but i loved it just as much as yesterday’s??? a lot of the same thoughts apply here–dan being so proud, phil being so happy about dan’s praise, both of them bonding over the music from classic games, dan’s interest in phil’s childhood and wanting to know all of these details about how phil made it and how his friends reacted, etc. some standout moments for me: 

  • i mean obviously the angel threesome. what even. i feel like the point i’ve worn out to death on here about phil is that he’s been pushing back on the innocence trope for some months now, and has been increasingly comfortable w sexual comments/innuendo/teasing (and not innuendos that are made in a way where he seems to not be aware of what he’s saying.) and yet i was still hashtag shook to see him discussing threesomes so casually and giggling about it, and honestly weirdly startled to be reminded that phil was just like any other sex-crazed 14 year old boy lmao. i loved that whole bit so much. i love that they kept it in despite the break with phil’s mostly g-rated commentary. i laughed so hard at the way they were trying their best to make it seem innocent with those “tea party” comments,, but there was just no salvaging it. i was obsessed with the way dan was rendered nearly speechless, and how phil just stayed completely calm and was being super cheeky and kind of teasing dan for his reactions. also .. interesting that it was a MMF threesome rather than phil just wanting the main protagonist to have a threesome w two of the angels .. hmmm. then phil saying that alex would be worn out after the second round like …… .. i think i actually blushed wtf
  • the part when they were walking through the space maze and you could see little bits of the sky and phil pointed at one of the stars and said “we’re there, i can see our house” and dan went “awww” and i started to cry lmao. the way phil’s mind works is so beautiful i dont’ even get it ,, like he was just looking at the space background and thought to make this cute af remark that kind of acknowledges the sheer enormity of space but that he and dan exist in that space together, in one home wtf?? ? ? and he said it just to make dan smile??? ? ? and it was so casually done as like a throwaway comment that probs anyone would’ve missed amidst this 40-min behemoth of a video but they kept it in anyway and it was so sweet :( i was rly fucking emotional about it  :( also “our house” in general in any context,,, pls 
  • “this is tumblr we’re talking about, they need that gay shit.” uhhhhh. interesting comment from dan. it hit me in a strange way bc like,, i’ve heard this exact thing said about tumblr way too much by The Straights™ as a way of criticizing this platform and also a way of criticizing the driving force of a lot of fandom (which is obvi a need for more queer representation across all media basically.) but it’s interesting bc it’s also kind of a joke-y thing that people on tumblr and inside of those fandom spaces say a lot (like, ‘gimme more of that gay shit’ lol) and they (we) sort of own up to in a self-aware and humorous way. it’s interesting to me that dan decided to make that comment bc from the most objective evaluation it honestly comes across as derisive/rude/offensive, but he’s sort of implicitly asking us to view him as a Tumblr Resident himself (or even a queer person himself lol) and interpret the comment in a humorous way, rather than a critical one and that seems important to me. like a (hetero) outsider can’t rly make that comment without being completely offensive and horrible but dan felt like he could make it, and in so doing, he sort of puts himself on the same level as us in a way? idk. i need to think about this more 

just generally these two videos have given me so much to think about regarding phil and also dnp’s partnership. both videos felt like such a soft and lovely reminder of exactly why i love them so much. the level to which they are able to celebrate each other and demonstrate how much they have in common, how much their senses of humor align, how much they value each others’ opinions and minds, it’s all just so incredible to watch. and phil… like. this was such an important reminder to me of just how deep his creative talent probably runs. if he was making this at 14 (with all the time and effort and dedication and complex thought that that required), i can’t begin to fathom what he could make now, at 30, with 16 more years of knowledge and experience and exposure to all kinds of films and games and books. i feel like phil could make almost anything he wanted. he probably has innate writing talent and ability, and he clearly has the capacity to imagine and construct original characters and worlds. it brings me back to a central question i’ve always had about phil which is why he doesn’t exercise this creative energy more and why he is happy making things for AP that are, to be frank, somewhat formulaic and frequently just vlogs about his own life. i could ramble on that subject for a while as there are a few ideas in my mind for why he put himself into the AP box (security probably foremost on that list) but i’ll save that for another time. i’m just so happy they chose to make these videos though. it was so incredibly original and refreshing and beautiful to see them have so much fun and share in their love for each other. some of the best dapg content ever, for sure.

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camila cabello & selena gomez {dirty imagine} {requested}

“if your not on the bus in two minutes iam leaving with or without you!!” ms.robins shouts from out the school bus window to the kids still lingering outside. “someones stressed.” camila mutters trying to get comfortable on the lumpy seat. “why did you have to pick this seat?” she asks smacking her palm to the leather. i look back at the tower of suitcases and purses. “so i can do this without people seeing.” i whisper cupping her pussy through her gray sweats. “oh okay i see.” she laughs grabbing my hand. after 10 minutes of ms.robins checking to see if everyone is here the bus starts with a loud roar and we begin our four hour trip to washington D.C. 

within a hour we have already stopped three times for ridiculous excuses. at this rate we will make it to D.C by midnight. “everyone who needs a restroom break get off now cause we wont be stopping anymore. its 8:30 lets be back on the bus in 10 minutes.” ms.robins instructs leading the way out. “yeah right.” i laugh watching everyone push and shove their way out. with the driver a.k.a coach fitzgerald outside smoking and a guy with huge headphones blaring his rock music at the front of the bus, i take this perfect moment to play with camlia. she is paying little attention starring at the glowing screen when i untie her sweats. “what are you doing?” she asks looking down to my hands. i ignore her kissing her neck, sucking gently on her soft skin. her head falls back onto the seat. i slip my hand inside tracing my fingertips on her lips. camilas legs spread wide rocking onto my fingers. i smile pushing three full fingers inside while my thumb plays with her clit. she moans loudly arching her back. i laugh kissing down to her chest sucking on her skin harder. “selena.” she moans softly running her fingers through my hair. i pump my fingers quickly making her scream out hitting her hand on the seat in front of us. i glance to the guy in front making sure he didnt see us or hear her. i can hear ms.robins voice coming to the bus, looking over my shoulder sure enough her and the class are stopped right outside the store waiting on the last of the kids. “okay baby you have to cum before they get on.”i smile going back to her neck whispering dirty things into her ear. “damn it selena.” she whispers rocking her hips faster. i pump harder and faster feeling her pussy juices leaking onto my fingers. “you slut making yourself cum in public, you like it rough dont you baby.” i tease moving my fingers wildly inside her. “shit shit shit…” she whimpers covering her mouth as our peers start piling in. she leans forward putting her head on the seat in front of us riding out her high. she shakes trying to close her legs shut but my hand is still in place. “stop.” she whispers trying her hardest not to scream out. “selena stop.”  she begs as two girls sit in front of us. ms.robin grabs her clipboard checking off names as she glances to where each of us sit. “camila?” ms.robins questions. “h-here!” camila shouts lifting her head abit before going right back down. checking off her name, the bus engine starts at the same moment camila moans out. she leans back arching her back against the lumpy seat. the darkness of night covers us perfectly so no one sees my hand in her sweats. i lean forward biting on her earlobe whispering,” you love this dont you? someone could just turn around and see you camila. what a dirty slut. want me to make you cum again huh slut?” she says nothing wanting more of my fingers. “huh?” i whisper adding a fourth finger. her mouth opens but nothing comes out. “ohhhh you love that.” i smile moving slow then speeding up inside her. she grips my thigh squeezing tightly leaning against me. her legs shake as her high takes over her body. “my pussy remember that.” i wink pulling my fingers into my mouth. in seconds she attacks me smashing our lips together. “cam-” i get cut off while her tongue explores my mouth. “your gonna get it tonight.” she smiles kissing me once more before sitting up before anyone notices. 

around 9 ms.robin gets her famous clipboard out again standing up. “okay kids!! listen up!!” she shouts. everyone is still talking and laughing over her not paying any attention. “everybody!!” she tries to scream again. coach fitzgerald holds down the bus horn making everyone cover their ears. “listen up! dont make me turn this bus around.” his loud voice echos through the bus. “i picked your roommates for you so no complaining .” ms.robins says pushing her glasses up the rim of her nose. she calls out a few names before getting to camila. of course iam with her along with two other girls who ive never seen. “fantastic.” i pout leaning back. “dont worry youll still get to taste this pussy.” she teases moving my hand to her core. “you really want to start this again?” i lift an eyebrow to her. she smiles biting her lip. 

at the hotel we drag our suitcases towards the elevator making our way to the seventh floor. me and camila get there first before the other two girls. closing the door with a click camila jumps up on the desk next to the tv. i walk past her giving her no attention knowing that will piss her off. “selena!” she wines. “yes?” i smirk digging through my suitcase. a click comes from the door and the other two girls walk in. camila rolls her eyes looking away. “hey.” i smile as nicely as possible. “hi.” one of them says walking to one of the beds. “we’ll take this bed.” i say pointing to the bed closest to me. they nod pulling out swimsuits. “everyones going into the pool.” the redhead informs us. “cool but i think ill just stay in tonight.” i say grabbing my sleep clothes laying them on the bed because lets me honest once these girls leave me and camila wont be wearing anything. it takes them 15 minutes to get ready when they finally leave. camila locks the second lock at the top so no one can roam in. i slip off my skirt and undies laying them with the other clothes. my shirt and bra are next thrown on the bed. “camila.” i tease grabbing my breasts. “god damn.” she whispers ripping off her clothes. “lay down.” she demands. putting a pillow under my head she positions herself over me with her pussy directly on my mouth. i blow air into her open pussy before holding onto her thighs devouring her sweet pussy. “uhh ohhhh yes.” she moans pushing down onto my tongue. “shit that feels nice.” she laughs looking down to me. i hum in response making her jump a little. “dont do that.” she jokes feeling herself. “do you feel how wet i am for you selena? this is what you do to me baby.” she moans rolling her hips. i only get a few more seconds of her pussy before she moves off.

 “camila.” i wine. “follow me.” she smiles heading for the bathroom. i hear the water start to run as i follow the sound. “the tub is perfect.” she whispers taking off the shower head with the many water settings. when the tub is half way full she sits in it. “come here baby.” she smiles patting the water. iam not even in the water yet when i feel my juices running down my leg. i lean over the tub kissing camila pushing two fingers into myself. she smiles into our kiss grabbing my breasts. “tastes me.” i beg pulling my fingers to her mouth. she nods gladly opening her mouth licking and sucking on my fingers. i step into the bath sitting in between camilas open legs. i purposely push against her with my ass. “naughty girl.” she laughs gripping my waist leaning me back against her. 

“now this is for what you did to me on the bus.” she whispers grinding her pussy on me then turning on the shower head directly on my open pussy. “camila!” i shout. the pressure is strong enough under the water to feel the rhythm on my clit. “baby fuck!” i moan wanting more. the water slowly starts to lower in the tub as the pressure gets more intense against me. “selena you look so fucking sexy, but you cant cum just yet baby.” camila whispers squeezing my breasts. her hand slips down to my pussy lips massages them blocking the water a bit. “camila.” i whimper. “no no no.” she replies kissing my neck then opening my second lips for the water to shoot into me. i scream out grabbing onto her with my orgasm rising. “not yet.” she warns with the shower head closer to my pussy. “camila please.” i beg holding onto her thigh. “touch me.” she whimpers. the water is fully gone now so when i push my three fingers into her i know the wetness is all her and not the bath water. “yes god this is so hot!” she moans out. being is this position is killing me simply because i cant see her. her legs squeeze around me giving me a hint of her high approaching. “now baby cum now!!” she screams letting go. i scream out with her rocking uncontrollably onto the water which soon turns into her fingers. ” that was incredible.” i say breathless leaning back onto her again. “i love you selena.” she whispers playing with my hair. “i love you too cam.” i reply looking back to her kissing my beauty. 

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let me know what you think!! i really like this one tbh haha hope you all do too ! thanks for reading !!  😊 ♡ xx

No Show-Zach Herron

Summary: Your seventeenth birthday is what dreams are made of-breakfast in bed, tons of balloons, and a big party that everyone you care about showed up to-Everyone except your boyfriend, Zach, that is. 

Requested-Yes

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It was finally here, the day you’d been waiting on for 364 whole days: your seventeenth birthday. Unlike most, your family had their own tradition of making a big deal out of seventeenth birthdays rather than the big 1-8. 

You’d been up for a few hours just lounging in bed with your phone and answering texts and birthday shout outs on various social media apps when you heard a light knock on your door. 

“Who is it?” you asked innocently but you knew what was coming next. Without answering, your family members began to pool in singing happy birthday and your mother set a tray in your lap containing all of your favorite breakfast foods.

“Happy birthday dear (Y/N). HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!” they finished, screaming the last part at the top of their lungs. “We love you honey.” your dad said softly and you could tell he was trying his best to restrain his tears.

After receiving a hug from each of them they left to give you time to get ready for your party a couple hours from now. Your mother promised something simple and you told her you would be ready to head out soon.

After your hair and makeup were finished you turned to your closet to find the perfect outfit. You had so many clothes and living in L.A. didn’t exactly help your increasing shopping obsession either.

You tried on a few outfits before settling on a lacy white dress with spaghetti straps and a pair of strappy sandals. As a finishing touch, you put on your favorite jewelry as well before heading downstairs.

“SURPRISE!” You were caught off guard by all of your family and friends in your living room. “What?! Oh my gosh!” you couldn’t help but turn red with happiness at seeing everyone you loved all together to celebrate your birthday.

For some reason, though, Zach wasn’t among them but you brushed it aside and assumed he would swing by later. Walking through the house, you greeted everyone with hugs and thank you’s, placing all of the gifts on the kitchen table.

As you walked around a little bit more, secretly looking for Zach, you admired all of the decorations your family had put up around the house. There were balloons everywhere, streamers, and pictures of you from each year.

Everything was perfect except for the absence of Zach. You hadn’t been dating for long, only three months, but it still hurt that he hadn’t even texted you on your special day.

You made your way outside, saying hi to a few people on the patio before escaping to the backyard in search of some privacy. When you were alone, you dialed Zach’s number. 

When he didn’t answer you tried again but got his voicemail again. “Hellooo.” he sang, “You’ve reached Zach. I’m kind of busy right now but please leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. Bye.” 

“Hey, Zach, it’s (Y/N). I was just wondering if you were gonna come over today since you know, it’s my birthday and all…My parents set up this whole party for me so feel free to stop by whenever. Hope to see you soon.”

You weren’t happy that he missed your calls but you smiled at the thought of seeing him later. It wasn’t long before your thoughts started to scare you. “What if he forgot?” you thought to yourself. 

“Not possible. I’ve talked about it for months.” you mentally answered yourself. Sighing, you went back to your party and enjoyed yourself as much as you could without hearing from Zach.

You were doing a great job until the party began to wind down and guests started saying their goodbyes. Standing with your parents in the kitchen,you helped your mom clean up as your dad hauled some presents up to your room.

“Did you enjoy your party sweetie?” your mom asked with a smile and handed you a dish to dry. “I loved it. It was better than I could have imagined.” you told her, drying a plate and putting it away before reaching for another.

“Are you sure? You look a little sad.” she said, her tone switching instantly from cheerful to concerned. “Yeah, I just wish that Zach would have came. I haven’t heard from him all day and I’m kind of worried.” you admitted.

“I’m sorry (Y/N).” She hugged you and wiped away a tear threatening to roll down your cheek. “I’m sure you’ll hear from him soon. Maybe opening a few presents will make you feel better?” she suggested.

You looked at a couple of boxes, trying to guess what was inside of them before going to open anything. “Which one should I open first?” you asked her as you moved them around a bit.

“How about this one?” said a voice from outside of the kitchen…a voice that definitely did not belong to your mother. “Zach?!” you yelled, and looked at your mom. She flashed a grin and you instantly knew she was in on this.

You ran to the living room where Zach was standing by the door with a gift bag in his hands. “Whoa, Princess, I’m happy to see you too.” he said as you crashed into him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

With that comment, the past few hours came back to you and pushed him away. “I would have been happier to see you two hours ago!” you frowned. “Where were you?” you asked and Zach grinned from ear to ear.

“So you think its funny to leave your girlfriend hanging on her seventeenth birthday?” you asked, your tone turning from sassy to harsh as you raised your eyebrows at him.

“No”, he laughed, “I was out getting you this and making plans for tonight.” he said as he held up your present. “All day? It’s like five o’clock. I was starting to think that you forgot or something.” you admitted, looking away from him.

“(Y/N), I would never forget about your birthday. I know how much it means to you.” he said and you knew he was telling the truth. “Okay so what’d you get me?” you asked excitedly, snagging the gift bag and skipping to the couch.

“Wait!” he yelled and ran after you, plopping down on the cushion next to you. “I’m really sorry if you don’t like it. I spent a lot of today deciding if I should give it to you or not. I’m so bad at gifts.” he said and you paused.

“Another excuse on why you were a no show at my party?” you half joked. “No, I wanted it to be perfect, just like what I have planned for tonight. His comment made your heart melt and you kissed his cheek before focusing on the gift.

You removed the tissue paper and pulled a little black box out of the the bag. “Ooh, jewelry.” you smiled and Zach shifted nervously on the couch. Attached to the soft velvet covered box was a hand written note.

“Now you’re officially my Princess. Love, Zach.” you read aloud before finally opening the box. “Oh my gosh.” you half whispered in awe of the Pandora Princess ring you were holding in your hands.

You stared at the ring for a moment and when you didn’t say anything Zach spoke up. “(Y/N)?” he said softly, but your attention remained on the ring you were holding. It was so beautiful and you wanted to cry.

This was possibly the best gift you’d ever received and it was definitely one of the most expensive of the day. “I-I didn’t know what to get you, I-” he started but you cut him off with a kiss.

“It’s perfect Zach, just like you.” you said, slipping the ring onto your finger. “Now what should I wear with this for our date tonight?”

The Ex Makes It Awkward (Heechul)

Originally posted by kyuhyu-k

Type: Angst Fluff

Request: Since i know you don’t do joonyoung can i get one where your like a rookie actress and you and Heechul broke up but then you appear on knowing bros and you end up getting back together and also can you add when the guest have to act like boyfriend and girlfriend

~I’m using Choi Minho as the “boyfriend”~



“So is this weird” Minho asked as you fixed his tie before pausing “why would it be odd?” you asked “it’s very well known that you and Heechul broke up. You’ve been a joke more than once on here” he says as you laugh. “They aren’t laughing at me they’re laughing at the fact Heechul doesn’t have ‘the next big thing’” you joke as he chuckled. You were older than Minho but younger than Heechul you were nearly 28 and had been dating Heechul nearly 3 years before you broke up. You two had gotten to the point where you couldn’t stand being near one another so you broke up. But it didn’t mean you didn’t care for one another, neither of you would admit it but you still loved one another. So were you going on the show for more than the reason than you wanted to rub it in his face that you were fine? Sure you had a role in a movie and it was good for you but you could make Heechul jealous by the role assigned recently was different pretending that you had a thing for Minho. That you guys were dating. 

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Minho slid the door open and stepped in as they instantly greeted him but soon Heechul stopped as your head peaked into the room. “Oh it’s going to be one of those episodes” Kyunghoon says as you let out a laugh stepping into the room. You smiled largely to everyone before linking eyes momentarily with Heechul before Minho stuck his hand out and you took it. “They look like that couple everyone hated in high school because they’re good at everything” Hodong says as Minho smiled at you. 

“I don’t know if I would have dated Minho in high school, his hair was bigger than his head” you state as Minho lightly shoves you. “What kind of guys did you date in high school Y/N?”  Janghoon asked as Heechul seemed a bit annoyed by the question. “I didn’t date in high school. I didn’t start dating until I was in my 20′s and I only had been on a few dates before I was in a serious relationships” you explained. “So Heechul was your only boyfriend?” Sangmin blurts. “No today, she has me” Minho says as you were mentally screaming on the inside. 

“So on your sheet Minho I see you put you want to sit next to the other guest the most” Soogeun told as Minho nodded. You covered your mouth as your answer seemed so mean “dont read mone aloud” you say as you looked down embarrassed as Soogeun turned the page and started laughing “are you antisocial?“ he asked, Heechul perked up. “She wrote I just wants to sit alone behind Janghoon” Soogeun announces. “I use to sit in the back in high school behind the tallest kid so I never was called ro answer anything” you sooke as the room filled with laughter “Minho wants to sit beside you” he tells “if he ants to join me in the back he can” you say “its more romantic that way" Minho tells.

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After Minho finished his questions you had your chance to go up. “What was my first job before I decided I wanted to act?” you asked as you knew at least one person knew of your job but he had barely said a word since you got on. “Heechul” Hodong spoke “you haven’t said a word recently everything alright?” he asked as Heechul sighed. “It’s awkward. Seeing me is probably something he didn’t want to do. Especially when I habe to pretend” you tell them as the make a sound. Heechul gave small smile knowing you felt as awkward as he did before he decided to treat you like every other guest. “She was a sales woman at a lingerie store” Heechul answered as you smiled lightly. "What?” Hodong asked “yeah I actually did work there “did you meet Heechul there?” Kyunghoon asked “I don’t know why he would be looking for lingerie. His body wouldn’t work in it” you say as Heechul smirked “I met her in the elevator of the building where we live” he says “wait you guys live in the same building?” Sangmin asked “yes. The past fee months have been annoying. There’s been more than one occasion where we got to the elevator at the same time. Heechul literally stands behind me and does this-” you say as you tilt your head down and do the glare he gives. “Wait how do you know that?” Heechul asked as the room once more filled with laughter “the reflection of the door” you say. Through the rest of the show Heechul kept making it clear he was teasing you. When you and Minho were asked to act how you would be in a relationship together you saw the little gleam of anger in Heechul’s eyes which made you smile. He cared and it meant a lot to you to see that.

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You stood waiting for your manager to finish a phone call so he could drive you home as a jacket covered your shoulders. You glanced over to see Heechul there “you know it’s hard seeing you hold another man’s hand” he says as you two looked forward at the wall in front of you guys before you nodded “you never told me you didn’t date before me” he told you “I figured you dated” he continued as you chuckle. “I was never good with the opposite sex until I had to be” you tell him. “You know I miss you a lot” you say “I still sleep with the stuffed animal you gave me from our first date” you tell him. 

He grabbed your arm lightly and pulled you close to him “you know people get married and they go through tough times and you and I can’t even get over a rough patch” he says as you nod. “But I think we could. If you want to try again” he says as you give him a look. He wanted to date again? You were shocked to hear that from him. He took your face into his hands and pulled you in for a kiss. “Lets try please” he begged lightly as you simply bring him in for another kiss, his hands moved to your pushing you lightly against the wall deepening the kiss. You guys were lost in it before a throat cleared. “I’m guessing you need a ride as well Heechul?” your manager asked as Heechul gave you a look and nodded. “Don’t do anything in the back of the van again. You left a stain last time. I had a hard time explaining that to management” your manager rambled as Heechul took your hand into his. “Promise. Save it until home” he spoke as you rolled your eyes. This was the man you love though. The big dorky man.

anonymous asked:

(Assuming Cal & Mare got married) AU of Cal meeting their daughter's boyfriend for the very first time. Protective?

AYYYYY Let’s Gooooo!!!!!! Gather round iiiiiiiiitttttsssss STORY TIME!!!!!!!!!

“Tell me you are not going to sit on the porch the whole time and wait for this guy to come back.” Mare said with a huff as she leaned against the doorway of the townhouse we had taken up residence in after the war. I drummed my fingers on my knee, staring down the street in the direction they would come from. I had told her to be back by ten, it was ten oh five and she was not back yet. She knew better than to be late when I told her a time. 

Mare’s fingers came to rest on my shoulders and digging her thumbs into my back, she went to massage out the knots there, teasing, “So protective.”

“You said he showed up on a cycle.”

“I remember another young man who took me out on a cycle too.” Mare said with a laugh as she pressed a featherlight kiss on the top of my head. “Relax, she’s seventeen years old, she can handle herself. Besides, I was invading Harbor Bay and sleeping in the same bed as you when I was her age.”

“She’s not you though.” I reply, watching that same spot at the end of the street. Mare snorted at my response and then flicking me in the back of the head, she said, “Don’t make a scene and embarrass her. I’m sure the two of them were having fun and lost track time, it happens.”

“I told her ten at the latest, she knows the rules.”

“And rules are made to be broken. Calm your jets Cal, you’ll burn the street down if you dont.” Mare continues teasing as she sank down next to me on the steps leading up to the porch. “Ye of so little faith,” she said with a smile as she nudged me with her shoulder, “Do you honeslty have no trust in our daughter what so ever?”

“It’s her first…guy. Girls do stupid things when they’re with a guy for the first time like that.”

“Yeah they do, I remember trying to get you to choose me over a kingdom.”

“That’s beside the point.”

She laughed out loud at my avoidance, and then nudging me again, she nodded to the end of the street and said, “there, she’s back, now you can relax and put the shot gun away.”

“I dont have one to put away in the first place.” 

“You know what I mean.” Mare rolled her eyes as she rose from the step and smiled as the cycle came to an awkward stop in front of us. I physically grimaced as he slammed on the brakes after not letting the cycle slow down on its own. The jerk from the motion surely damaging the delicate wires and springs that worked the brakes. Did he honestly not know how to stop properly, after supposedly riding for years? According to our daughter, he was a natural rider,  and she had gushed about it for almost an hour at the dinner table a week ago when she had agreed to go on the date. She’d looked at me the whole time, her eyes shining, and in the end, she’s said, “maybe you guys can talk about it. You can show him what you’re working on dad, he likes to fix things too!” 

Well if this is how he treated what he worked on, I didn’t want to see how he worked on it. 

Climbing off the back, our daughter pulled the helmet off and shook out her dark brown hair. She glanced up at us, only to grimace for a second before giving her mother and me a half hearted wave. On the front of the cycle, the boy pulled his own helmet off and ran his fingers through his ashy blond hair. He was tall, from what I could see, and lanky. I had yet to meet him too, mostly because I had come home after our daughter had left. Conveniently, Mare had teased when I’d gotten home and had asked where our daughter was.

The boy smiled up at our daughter and said something, and only got what looked like a nasty comment about us in response. He laughed at whatever she had to say and then got off the cycle. I rose from me seat on the steps then, and he blinked for a moment, surprised, before he followed her up to the steps. He only came up to my chin, from what I could tell, which was more than tall enough. He looked like he didn’t even weight a hundred pounds soaking wet though. I was surprised he hadn’t been lifted off the cycle by the wind. 

Glancing at the two of us, our daughter narrowed her eyes and then said to me,   “Be nice dad, Colton didn’t do anything.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” I replied coolly as I nodded up to the front door, “You’re back late too young lady, I said ten.”

Rolling her eyes at my tone, she passed between us and said, “It’s ten ten, I’m not that late.” With that, she gave Colton a smile and then pushed her hair behind her ear before giving him a shy goodbye. He gave her a crooked grin in response that made my stomach turn and my blood boil. As if he sensed the rising heat, he dropped the smile. 

Mare sighed at the spectacle. Then, walking up the steps, she linked arms with our daughter before leading her into the house, already chatting away with her, determined to get every detail of the date. From the sound of it, it had been quite fun, and something our daughter seemed more than comfortable talking about. 

“I’m sorry I brought her back so late…sir. I have trouble with my cycle.” Colton said softly, while his fingers fidgeted at his side. Leaning against the railing of the steps, I raised my brow and replied, “Oh?”

“Yes sir, but it’s fine, she’s fine, your daughter that is…no major problems, sir.” He floundered for a moment before glancing over his shoulder at his cycle like he could make it grow wings to get him out of here even faster. He drummed his fingers on his helmet in the silence that followed his comment and with a weak voice he spoke again, “You have a very beautiful daughter, sir. She told me all about you and her mother.”

“Then I’m sure she told you exactly what her mother and I are capable of?”

He swallowed visibly, and then seemed to try and shrink in size. “She didn’t have to sir, I-I knew from the moment I picked her up.”

“Good, and I suggest you keep in mind exactly what her mother and I are capable of when you decide it will be fun to break our daughter’s heart.” 

He blinked stupidly for a moment and then nodding eagerly he replied, “Yes sir, I won’t forget sir.” He took a few steps back before turning and hurrying to his cycle. He struggled to start it for a solid minute. The engine stalled every time he tried to kick start it. Sighing, I pushed off the railing and said over my shoulder, “Release the clutch.”

I heard the engine roar to life, and glancing up at me, he gave me a tiny nod before speeding off, practically swerving with the speed. When I turned around fully, I was met with my daughter’s glower. She stood in the doorway to the house, her arms crossed, and her lips drawn into a tight line. 

“I swear, if he doesn’t call me back dad, I’m blaming you.” 

“I hope he doesn’t call back.”

“Why would you say that, I LIKE HIM!”

“No daughter of mine is going to date a boy who doesn’t know how to start the cycle he built and has supposedly been riding for years.” 

Inside, I could hear Mare howling with laughter. 

AWWWWWWW, some cute fluff. I like to think that if they were to get married, eventually Mare and Cal would be able to joke about everything that happened. Also, if you maybe missed the joke because I didn’t clarify it, Colton had almost no idea how to ride a cycle. The joke being that he did it to try and impress their daughter (who I dont want to name cause ugh names are hard), and absolutely did not count on the fact that Cal would know how to ride one. XD Anyway, terrible dad meeting boyfriend for the first time jokes aside, i found this one super fun. Keep the prompts coming!!!!! (((: 

Sober Buddies.

AN: I dont know if this is what you had in mind but I tried! Lol Hope you like it regardless. *sidenote: I dont condone underage drinking but in real life teens get drunk so, it is what it is*

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Spring break was finally here and Riley and her small group of friends could not be more excited. They were seniors now and with that came all the super fun, albeit inappropriate, parties. No one in their grade was old enough to drink but it just so happened that the students who did throw parties either had care-free parents or older siblings who’d buy them whatever they needed for their little shindigs. Now that it was Spring Break, the kids who weren’t going away on vacation would stay home while their parents are away and throw big blowout bashes.

Riley’s never been big on drinking, not only is she a bit of a lightweight but she dislikes the taste of it and absolutely hates the feeling you’re left with the morning after. Because of that, she became her groups designated driver for all intents and purposes. Not that she cared, she still got to hang out with her friends but at the end of the night she didn’t have to worry about how they were getting home because she was there to guide her drunken baby birds to their nests.

Lucas very rarely got shitfaced. He was always afraid of what would happen if he pushed himself too far and because of that he knew his limits and always stopped after two drinks. There were a few times he let loose and it’s safe to say he deeply regretted it the following morning.  

Somewhere along the way Riley and Lucas became the responsible ones amongst their friends. Riley already knew she was “the mom” and not just because Maya was always reminding her of it but because she was the one who was always there to clean up their mess. Lucas, upon noticing the pattern, steps in to help Riley out but just ends up being labeled “the dad” of the group, which he secretly loves.

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kiho!couple au

coughs happy birthday kihyun + @ my nct followers i still love you and i prOMISE I’LL WRITE SOME NCT STUFF LATER ON </3

also hugehugehugehugehugehugehugehughugehugehughuge thank you to @jeongmini bc dear lord i wouldnt even have finished this without her


-softest couple ever

-like fucking murder me with your softness please

-wonho does dumb things so he can see kihyun’s face squish up when he smiles 

-cotton candy hair duo (as of 20.11.16 ;))))))

-wonho’s contact name is probably hoe honestly kihyun has no time for his bullshit

-kihyun’s contact name is probably something cute like “baby boy” or “kihyunnie”

-wonho calls kihyun “baby” and “baby boy” to make him blush leave me alonE  

-they call each other babe a lot but whenever they’re tired they call each other “wonnie” and “kihyunnie”

-one time kihyun got fucking trashed 

-he was drunk out of his mind smh 

-i mean it was his birthday so iT WAS OK

-wonho had a feeling kihyun was gonna drink way more than he could handle so he decided to be sober that night 

-and when they got home, kihyun could barely stand without wonho’s help

-he was wobbling and shit oh my god this kid

-so wonho managed to get them to their room and he staRTED TO TUCK KIHYUN IN OH MY GOSH

-and the entire time kihyun was mumbling on about something wonho couldn’t quite hear

-and when wonho started to leave to get kihyun a glass of water and aspirin for the morning, kihyun grabbed onto his hand and mumbled something before covering his eyes with his free hand

-“what was that babe? i couldn’t hear you”

-kihyun turns even redder than before but wonho pretends not to notice 

-“i want… i want you to stay with me”

-wonho feels his lil heart burst because kihyun’s voice is so small and timid and aHH

-“i mean… i know i look gross and like im about to throw up any second but please?”

-wonho grins and he just walks over to kihyun to give him a kiss on the forehead before he tells him he’ll be right back 

-when he comes back with water and aspirin, kihyun’s like half asleep and he’s in the same position wonho left him in

-and wonho sits on the edge of the bed and kihyun immediately tries to sit up but wonho makes him lay down

-kihyun mumbles something along the lines of “lay down with me please” and wonho realizes he’s so whipped oh my god 

-wonho lays down with him and kihyun envelops him in a koala hug and he manages to drift off like that but right before he falls asleep wonho whispers “goodnight kihyunnie”

-and that brings the bIGGEST DOPIEST SMILE ON KIHYUN’S FACE

-so you know what this fucker replies with 

-“i love you”

-it’s so quiet and faint but wonho hears it anyway and his heart stops because it’s the first time kihyun’s told him he loves him and aHHH

-“tell me you love me in the morning, baby" 

-wonho says that in the softest voice he’s ever heard himself speak and gosh he realizes how in love he is with kihyun

-kihyun likes sneaking in kisses with wonho during the day

-it’ll be quick, subtle kisses on the cheek or something 

-kihyun never kisses wonho’s lips in public

-he’s learned his lesson smh

-the one time he presses a quick kiss to wonho’s lips, wonho pulled him closer and wouldn’t stop kissing him until kihyun ran out of breath and had to push wonho away

-wonho likes it when kihyun’s cheeks become a dusty pink when he’s embarrassed a lot

-which is one of the reasons he likes kissing kihyun until he can’t breathe :))))))) control him

-honestly kihyun probably sits on wonho’s lap when they makeout 

-wonho insists smh

-"it’s not a proper makeout session until you sit on my lap”

-“im going to bite your lip until it bleeds istg wonho”

-“kinky ;)))))))”

-their makeout sessions are wild y'all istg

-wonho always initiates it 

-kihyun could be sitting on the couch playing something on his phone and wonho’ll slowly drag him onto his lap

-and kihyun’ll be like “lol w/e”

-but then wonho’ll start to kiss the back of kihyun’s neck softly and subtly and make him squirm 

-“if you don’t stop doing that i’ll smack you”

-“make me”

-boom ezpz that’s how all their makeout sessions start 

-kihyun’s legs end up on either side of wonho’s body and wonho holds him still by gripping his waist half heartedly

-wonho’s hands never stay there anyway

-kihyun likes tangling his fingers in wonho’s hair and pulling on it occasionally

-wonho has a hair pulling kink confirmed

-honestly kihyun puts his hands in wonho’s hair because he doesn’t know where else to put them

-shy lil baby omg

-wonho always ends up grabbing kihyun’s thighs bc according to @jeongmini “kihyun’s thicc” sO

-whenever kihyun tries to pull away from the kiss wonho doesnt let him

-kihyun has to tug wonho’s head back by gripping his hair

-and wonho always groans which makes kihyun turn pinker than he already was

-after makeout sessions, kihyun’s cheeks are always dusted with a soft pink and he’s always gasping for air

-wonho finds that so cute goD

-wonho probably likes giving him hickies a lot

-just to make him squirm and whimper

-the amount of times the other boys have walked in on them eating each other’s faces is too mANY

-poor changkyun smh

-after that whenever they makeout on the couch, kihyun always mumbles something about the boys seeing them but wonho doesnt give a fuCK BYE

-kihyun in oversized sweaters makes wonho dIE

-thigh highs too probably bYE I WASNT HERE

-im literally like 13 im going to hell

-kihyun probably steals wonho’s clothes and wonho pretends to be mad

-wonho melts whenever kihyun sings

-honestly wonho is so cheesy kihyun wants to stab himself 24/7

-wonho could open his mouth and he’d have that stupid grin on his face every time he’s about to say something cheesy and kihyun would slap a hand over his mouth so quickly like wow ok sonic has competition

-”if you say some dumb pickup line again im going to lock you out of our room and youre gonna have to sleep on the couch”

-”i’ll just sleep with hyungwon”

-”ok you can fiGHT ME RIGHT NOW”

-their height difference isnt even that big but wonho could probably fling kihyun across the room by accident

-he did it like, once bUT IT WASNT ON PURPOSE

-HE DIDNT MEAN TO

-no one knows how it happens

-kihyun has blocked it from his mind

-the only one who remembers it is wonho and if you ask him about it he gets triggered

-”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP HOE”

-”why do i still love you”

-”lol have u seen my abs kihyun”

-kihyun makes sure wonho eats enough

-like, every time they eat together, kihyun gives wonho a major side eye

-”kihyun why are you staring at me like that”

-”*heavy breathing* *sinks into his seat* *whispers* u need to eat more and stay healthy and im worried for your weight”

-”what was that?”

-”*mr krabs meme* i- i wANT YOUR FOOD”

-”oh here lmaO”

-”*pterodactyl screeches* NO DONT GIVE ME YOUR FOOD EAT IT”

-kihyun just wants wonho to be hEALTHY

-ok we’ve always seen that gif of kihyun sitting on wonho’s thighs while he does sit-ups and i 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000% believe it’s just a normal thing that they do

-the first time they did it, wonho said that “it was for motivation”

-kihyun knew it was bullshit but he went with it anyway

-sometimes when wonho gets close enough to kihyun’s face, kihyun’ll kiss him kiLL ME

-”you call that a sit-up my deceased bunny from 5th grade could do a better sit-up than that”

-kihyun is a savage

-”babe dont be like this”

-”my bunny wouldnt use the babe tactic on me, you know why? BECAUSE SHE WASNT A BITCH”

-”ok but your bunny also cant talk”

-”MS WHISKERS LOVED TALKING TO ME”

-wonho ends up kissing kihyun to shut him up

-kihyun pushes him away and says “STOP KISSING ME JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT WANNA PROPERLY DO A SIT-UP”

-wonho likes it when kihyun sings for him

-he likes the way kihyun’s voice is airy and light in the morning

-and kihyun likes the way wonho’s voice is so rough and low in the morning

-wonho stares at kihyun way too often but he never realizes

-kihyun likes falling asleep on top of wonho

-he likes when their stomachs press together and how he can hear wonho’s heartbeat

-and he feels so safe with wonho’s arms around him

-wonho likes taking kihyun’s phone so he can spam his camera roll with selfies

-jokes on him kihyun saves them all for blackmail :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

-wonho nibbles on kihyun’s cheeks or bites him in random places

-cue kihyun’s screeching to “sTOoOoOooOoOoOoP”

-kihyun is ticklish and wonho takes advantage of that

-whenever wonho tries to go close to kihyun’s neck, kihyun kicks him and runs away

-”dOnT BreATHe oN MY NEcK”

-whenever kihyun falls asleep on wonho, wonho forgets how to breathe and stops moving bc “iM GONNA WAKE HIM UP IF I BREATHE!11!1!!!1!!1!”

-he ends up scooping kihyun up in his arms and tucking him in bed kill me :((((((((((((((

-kihyun takes care of the boys a lot so wonho likes taking care of him in return

-whenever it snows, kihyun acts like a little kiD AHHH

-”wonho!! WONHO LOOK IT’S IMPORTANT”

-”WHAT OH MY GOD”

-”IT’S S N O W I N G”

-whenever the two of them go outside in the winter, kihyun’s cheeks always get red extremely easily

-and whenever it’s really cold, kihyun tends to breathe out from his mouth more often bc his nose is probably stuffy or something

-and it melts wonho’s heart seeing kihyun’s red cheeks and mouth slightly agape like a little kid

-HAND HOLDING IS A MUST

-wonho just really likes the feeling of kihyun’s fingers tangling with his own and gosh oh my gosh he loves him so much

-honestly kihyun probably fell in love with wonho during their no.mercy days

-but wonho had had his eye on kihyun for so much longer

-he was passing by the dance practice room and he heard someone singing from the inside

-and at first he was like “wtf why is someone singing in the dance practice room at this hour it’s almost midnight”

-but all he could think about was how fucking pretty the voice singing was

-so he contemplated whether or not he should stay and listen

-spoiler: he stayed and listened!!1!1!!

-he wanted to find out who the voice belonged to but gOD HE’S SO AWKWARD AND IT’S SO WEIRD

-”hey lol i heard u singing and i think im in love”

-MISS HIM WITH THAT BULLSHIT OMG

-he was too busy roasting himself in his head that he didnt notice that the person inside had opened the door

-”um… can i help you…?”

-WONHO HAD A HEART ATTACK

-wonho started mumbling and stuttering

-”no i… i just… nO” AND THEN HE R A N A W A Y

-kihyun didnt even know what the fuck to think so he shrugged it off

-but whenever they crossed paths during their trainee days, wonho would look at him a second longer and blush bye

-when they met during no.mercy kihyun remembered him immediately

-”hey youre that guy that stalked me in the dance practice room!!”

-”I WASNT STALKING YOU I JUST HAPPENED TO BE PASSING BY AND I LIKED YOUR VOICE”

-”well youre lucky i like your face or i probably wouldve called the cops by now”

-wow ok smooth kihyun smh

-and at first they were just good friends but kihyun started noticing how sweet and gentle and precious wonho really was and fuCK HE WAS FALLING IN LOVE SHOVE HIM IN FRONT OF A BUS

-DANCE PRACTICES THAT CONSIST OF JUST THE TWO OF THEM

-this is getting too long i need to end this but stan monsta x stan talent stan cute babies who dont know how to live properly i love them

Spot Conlon and the Gay British Bakeoff

*cracks knuckles* Okay, im ready for this.

This is where he meets Crutchie.  Everyone is like how is this kid supposed to run around the kitchen with a crutch quick enough? No one believes in him but Spot instantly sees his potential. Spot and Crutchie become fast friends because Spot is only a few years younger and the two quickly make an alliance. Somehow if Crutchie needs to put something in the fridge or freezer that’s halfway across the tent Spot will carry both of them over there and get them both out. Crutchie could do it on his own but it’s a slower more risky process. In return Crutchie helps spot with his decorating at the end of the rounds because Crutchie is a speedster and somehow finishes his bakes with like with 20 minutes to go every round. No one knows how he does it??? But once Spot was having a harder time on his so Crutchie went to put his own in the freezer but he only could carry half at a time and some jerk decided to trip Crutchie Causing his bake to splatter all over the ground Spot knew that fighting in the tent was illegal (I don’t know if it’s really illegal I just assumed) so no matter how badly he wanted to punch that guy’s lights out he went and helped Crutchie clean it up and reassure him that it was okay and he still had time to make the other six the best they’ve ever tasted. He could still present the other six and he did. It was the technical though so Paul and Mary didn’t see what happened, and even though Crutchie;s tasted amazing, he got last because there weren’t enough. (If the guy who tripped crutchie had on some stage makeup to cover up the massive bruises he was sporting from our favorite angry boy, well, that’s something no one but Spot will really know)

Crutchie gets eliminated in the semi finals because it was a bad leg day for him. Spot helped as much as he could but he also had to concentrate on his own. When Crutchie was eliminated, that was the first time Spot ever actually passed out in the whole show. Somehow he kept it together all the other stressful times before??? But when Mel says “Crutchie.” Suddenly Spot passed out. Crutchie caught him and hardly has time to register what happened because what’s wrong with Spot???? Jerk guy laughs like ohh. Little spottie couldn’t take his boyfriend getting eliminated. Now this guy. This jerk guy is such a homophobe, and since Spot and Crutchie announced they have boyfriends, he’s been out to get them ever since. Crutchie nicely states like “Actually he’s not my boyfriend, I have a boyfriend though!! His name is jack and hes the best thing to ever happen to me. I love him.” The jerk guy doesn’t know how to say anything else because crutchie was just so nice?? When Spot wakes up and hears about this, jerk guy gets another black eye.

Now it’s time for the final. His signature bake is some type of whatever they’re making but its in the shape of a Crutch with rainbow colored frosting stripes around it. He’s totally honoring Crutchie and doesn’t care it doesn’t look normal and “You should have saved this for the show stopper. The design is amazing but not what we were looking for.” And Spot’s like yeah well I have something planned for the signature. But i wanted to show this one right now in honor of Crutchie.”

So like you said his signature is the inside joke. But the cake itself or whatever hes making is literally all striped through with a rainbow. And each layer of color? A different flavor. He has so much going on when Paul and Mary come over he doesnt even stop to talk. He’s just throwing things together and just kinda humming to answer their questions, not having time to chat. They all think he’s lost it and gone crazy. They interview race who’s like “I’ve eaten nothing but his six flavored six layer cake for the past two months and it’s still the best thing I’ll ever eat. Ever.” Once it’s made Spot still has like two hours left to decorate it and he starts freaking out like I’m behind in running out of time!!!! And everyone in the tent is like???? you have two whole hours and your bake is already out of the oven??? But yeah his design is so intricate and well thought out. Race has obviously never seen it before because it’s a surprise. He finally gets it done with like one minute to spare and then you just hear a scream coming from him and you think it’s fallen over Instead he’s like I FORGOT THE CHOCOLATE FLAKES. Which makes everyone and their dog confused including Race because Spot hates the stuff??? Anytime he had to work with it in the technical Spot almost threw up. If it was used in the decoration of the technical Crutchie did it for him so now he’s willingly putting on chocolate??? you basically see this blur as spot puts on the chocolate shreds. See before the episodes started Race was like are you sure you won’t use chocolate??? And Spots reply was please. The only reason I would use chocolate in my bakes willingly is if I was gonna ask you to marry me. Race doesnt remember this for a while. Of course his show stopper is the best thing the judges ever tasted. He wins. And when Race sees his cake hes like???? Why chocolate?? And Spot is like dont you remember what I said before? And Race remembers just tears up and is like spot you’re not really doing this on tv… And Spot shrugs like I already have. And everyone is holding their breath because break up??? And Race sighs and rolls his eyes like you’re dumb. Of course ill marry you. And then they kiss. Jerk guy is not happy in the slightest. Spot is so happy with winning and his new fiance he passes out in Race’s arms.

Bonus: Crutchie was the best man for their wedding and he and spot spent hours and hours on the deserts.

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Request - Can you do a Corbyn imagine where the reader like him a lot but he’s doesn’t realize it and always has girls over and it hurts the reader a lot so she cuts herself off from all of them and then Corbyn finally realizes?
Warnings: swearing, angst, Corbyn being a headass
(A/N - didn’t add the cutting part, sozz)


It’s been two hours. Two hours spent sitting in a chair with a book in your lap as you wait for Corbyn to arrive.

You felt the urge to leave thirty minutes after him not showing up, but part of you felt obliged to stay and wait it out. He hasn’t even sent a brief text explaining why he’s late.

He had called two days ago requesting an outing to the mall and of course, you were down. The blue-eyed blonde is your best friend and you haven’t hung out with him in a while for various reasons, all of them containing sorts of a female other than you.

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Don’t Give Up (ACOTAR AU): Chapter 1

Acotar AU Fic based in highschool. Probably will be multi-POV to make it more interesting.

SUmmary: With Uni approaching quickly, the final year is upon us. And of course this does not come without drama, romances and lots and lots of alcohol. 

Let me know what you think, this is my first Fanfic :)

* I am from England so this is set in the English schools, during A-levels which is the next step up before we go to university/college, so this is 17-18. If any terms come up that I might need to explain, I doubt this will occur but still, I will explain them.


“Feyre, you don’t look too good, are you ok?” Andromache’s eyes are wide with worry. Her hazel eyes pass over my skin, and I shy against her gaze.

“Yeah I’m ok, just feeling a little queazy” I scrape my hair into a ponytail and scan the cafeteria. The noise is bubbling through me, pounding my eardrums, I turn to my friend.

“Did you hear what I just said?”

“Yeah of course I did, I was just looking for someone.” I push my fork through the now cold beans and soggy chips on my plate.

“Looking for Tamlin you mean?” She snorts and looks to that certain person she always looks for.

“You should just talk to her you know, she won’t bite” I discard my fork and push my plate away in resignation. The food is barely edible hot, let alone when it’s cold.

“But she’s so amazing and I’m me. She wouldn’t want to talk to me and besides that is basically friendship goals look at them. Mor is beautiful and talented and head girl, her cousin, Rhysand, is tall dark and handsome, the definition of a heartthrob. He is also annoyingly smart and accompanies his cousin as head boy. Then you have by far the most muscular human beings I have ever seen, Azriel and Cassian. And finally the cherry on the dream team cake, you have Amren. Who can single handedly scare anyone in this town and send them sprinting in any direction but hers. It’s something about her eyes I think. So in response in to your question Feyre, my dear friend, they are the most intimidating group ever.” Andromache sighs and takes a bite out of her apple, I smile as the juice runs down her chin.

“Come on now Andromache, do you have no manners? Here have napkin” A deep voice rumbles from behind me. My friend goes bright red and quickly wipes the juice off of her chin. I turn round to defend her, the words rising up my throat are caught and pushed right back down. Tamlin is smirking, obviously enjoying my friends discomfort. I elbow him in the stomach.

“Tam was that necessary?” My tone is clipped as I turn back to the table. Andromache’s eyes are fixed on the table, I reach across the table and squeeze her hand. An irritated huff behind me reminds me of the presence of my boyfriend. I continue to ignore.

“Andy, you do have manners, don’t listen to the insufferable arsehole behind me.” Andromache’s eyes sparkle as they find mine but find the table extremely interesting as a large hand grips my shoulder.

“Can we talk in private for a minute babe” His tone is curt. He is mad, I just embarrassed him in front of my friend. I stand and his hand tightens its grip, like he thinks I’ll make a run for it. Cute. I throw a sympathetic glance over my shoulder to Andy who is left at the table on her own.

Tamlin shuts the door to a desolate classroom. He pushes me against the wall. Hard. My head hits the wall with a dull thud.
“Feyre. I don’t like your attitude. I didn’t even say anything mean, have you taken something today to make you act like a complete bitch?” He growls out the words and shoves me against the wall again.

“I..I am sorry Tam, I shouldn’t have said what I said.” I look at my feet as Tamlin’s hands press bruising marks into my forearms.

“That’s what I thought, you’re coming to mine tonight, I’ll pick you up at five" He presses a rough kiss to my lips before storming out the classroom. I grasp the table and hold myself up while my legs are shaking. Blood bangs against my head and it takes everything I have to remain conscious. Breathing in deeply I walk out of the classroom, doing everything I can to convince myself Tamlin loves me and that he acted rationally because I was the one that angered him. But there is always that little nagging voice.


“Feyre! Where have you been! You weren’t in chemistry or German. What happened?” Andromache jogs to catch up to me, her hair is falling out of her go to sleek ponytail and she looks quite frazzled.

“I.. I dont know, I just lost track of time I guess” I pull my jumper sleeves down, hiding the purple marks adorning my arms.

“Oh don’t mess with me, you never miss lessons. I covered for you by the way” Andy looks at me intensely, her soft eyes again hold worry. I look away and stop at the gate to my house.

“We can’t study tonight, I’m seeing Tam” My house looms over me and I can see Nesta’s face look through the curtains before disappearing into the kitchen. I turn to my best friend. Her slender face is painted with disappointment.

“Yeah ok, I was hoping we could go see a movie instead but don’t worry about it, I’ll text you later Fey” She quickly turns and walks across the street to her own house. I wait until she has shut the door before entering my own.

“Hi Nesta, Hi Elain” I shout to the sisters who won’t reply. I get a stiff grunt from Nesta who is shut in Elains room. Typical. The dynamic between the three of us has never been the same since mom died. Our dad works all the time so we rarely see him and he has his own city apartment to avoid the commute to work, just when groceries get delivered every week we know he hasn’t forgotten us, but he doesn’t even do that, all he does is pay for it, I place the order. Thanks Dad.

I flop down onto my bed which is adorned with stars, a deep midnight blue fabric holds the night stars on my bed. The mattress groans with my weight as I flick off my converse. I would like to say today has been different but it really hasn’t. The seconds tick by with a deafening thud as they make their way round my clock hung on my wall. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds. As I stare at my ceiling, I listen. Just listen to the noises in our house. Nesta grumbling, Elain giggling. And my clock ticking.
The doorbell cuts through the rhythmic silence. The door opens.

“FEYRE. TAMLIN IS HERE!” Nesta shouts to me as she walks up the stairs to her destination of Elains room. So much for sisterly confrontation. I force myself up and out of bed before slipping my feet into my worn converse. Tamlin is waiting. Must not keep him waiting.
He is leaning against the doorframe looking at a childhood picture of myself and my sisters. He looks like the old Tamlin, that I loved. The carefree and beautiful boy, who would shower me with kisses, not bruises. The boy that would tell me I’m beautiful and perfect, not fat and I should go on a diet. The boy that I was in love with, not the boy I was scared of. Memories are painful. And no matter how hard I tell myself he is still in there, I never believe it. That Tamlin is gone. And I mourn him. I stand on the bottom step just watching him, savouring those few precious moments.And watch to boy disappear when he opens his mouth.

“Lets go” His voice is rough, like sandpaper as he turns and walks out of my door and gets in his car. I follow in a wordless walk and let the soft leather engulf me as I sit in his car.

He remains a deathly quiet for the whole ride, no matter the silence breaker question I ask, the response is a grunt. I give up on conversation as we pull up on his drive. No cars. We will be alone. My heart fights against my chest, wanting to break free and relieve me of my misery. I can feel his anger pooling off of him is scalding waves.
He opens his front door for me before slamming it behind himself. I flinch and await the inevitable.

“Feyre, you really are a bitch sometimes. Like what in the world was lunch about. I told you, that you were not allowed to sit in there. Let alone with her.” His back is turned and the muscles taught.

“Andromache is my friend Tam, and I didn’t have lunch today” Words barely escape my lips in a foreign voice. He turns to me. Looks me up and down. And laughs.

“I don’t think you really need lunch, look at you. Come on Fey, the star player on the football team can’t be seen with some fat ugly lump of a girl. You have to be joking me” Laughter leaves his mouth in rich patronising jolts. He stalks towards me and pin me up against the wall, both arms either side of my shoulders. I don’t think I’m breathing as he starts to unbuckle my belt.

“No Tam, I don’t want to” I push his hand away from my belt buckle.

“Do you think I give a shit about what you want? You’re my girlfriend and I will tell you what to do” He grabs hold of my wrist and twists it. Hard. I whimper. Cold and vicious eyes capture mine. His hand connects with my cheekbone with a terrifying force, it throws my head to the side. He resume on my belt and forces rough unkind kisses up my neck. Closing my eyes, I wish I was at the movies with Andy or anywhere but here. Tamlin pushes my jeans down along with my underwear.
Faintly I hear the sound of him unzipping his own jeans, Tears roll down my face scalding my skin, the atmosphere around me becomes thick and choking and the sounds dissipate into nothing. I feel nothing, I am nothing, I feel disgusting. Tamlin pounds inside me with excruciating force before finding his release and resting his forehead on my shoulder. He zips himself up before doing the same for me.

“Say something feyre” Hel ooks at me with uninterested eyes, the statement catches me off guard, so off guard I find words leaving my mouth before I can stop them. I watch his face twist into white hot rage and as his fist connects with my face.

“Fine I was about done with you anyway you little whore. If you don’t want to be with me, find someone better, I dare you” He stalks off upstairs, slamming doors so hard the wood groans and leaving me sobbing in his hallway.


I managed to get a taxi back to my house, something as mundane as getting a taxi felt so bizarre. After what had just happened. I stumbled up the stairs, my whole body aching and protesting at the slightest movement. I fall onto my bed and sobbed until I couldn’t cry anymore.


“Feyre, get up you are late for school”.

“I’m ill, so I’m not going in today” My voice is muffled by the duvet. Footsteps recede and my door slams. And there I am, totally alone, again. The silence is welcomed as I lie in my clothes from yesterday and avoid the population of the world. I don’t think I could manage seeing anyone today, a nauseous feeling in my stomach builds up to my throat. I taste the bile stinging my tongue before I leap out of bed and sprint to my bathroom. Only just making it to the toilet bowl, I deposit the contents of my stomach into the porcelain bowl before flushing, changing into my pyjamas and falling into a restless sleep again.

“Whoever is poking me, please go and fine something else to do with your time” I grumble to the owner of the finger jabbing my side incessantly.

“I will if you tell me what’s going on with you Fey, you’re acting really strange” Andromache has been sat on my bed for the past twenty minutes in silence. Probably thinking through what she was going to say right down to the last word. She was like that, methodical and ordered, whereas I am wild and unruly, or was. I know what her reaction will be when she sees, it was the same as mine when I saw my face. Which is why I am putting it off for as long as possible. But Andromache is a tough one and refuses to leave me alone.

“Fine you want to know what is wrong, this is what is wrong”. I sit up and face her. Scarlet bruises mark my left cheekbone and right eye, so much I look like an overripe avocado. Bruises pepper up my arms and sit on my neck. Ugly and unforgiving. Her eyes widen considerably as she puts the pieces of the puzzle together and figures out what has been going on. Deep down I think she knew what was happening but didn’t want to accept the fact that her best friend was being assaulted by the boy who was supposed to love her. Andromache is precious and needs to be protected, which is why I kept it from her. Or maybe I was ashamed of myself. For being a coward.

“Fey..” Her hand reaches out and then drops in the space between us.

“Don’t, I don’t want to talk about it, we are over anyway. I somehow told him it was over after what happened and he saw red and the rest is history” Looking down at my bloodied and bruised knuckles, I wait for her reply. Her next words were cautious, like she knew the answer but wanted me to deny her beliefs. “What happened?”.

“I think you know what happened” I mumble, I cross my arms over my chest and look out the window. Despite my mood, the sun is out and the birds are singing. How ironic. Andromache launches herself onto me and collects me in a bone crushing hug. I hear her sniffle in my ear and know she is crying, slowly I prise my arms from my stomach and wrap them around my friend. And I too cry. And cry. And cry. Until I have no tears left.

“You can press charges, you should press charges, what he has done is illegal. You said no.”

“I know but I don’t want too” The cotton of her blue shirt is wet from my tears and a fruity aroma comes through my nose. “Are you wearing perfume? You never wear perfume!” I pull back and look at my friend closely. She is the same Andromache, but different. The same shoulder length auburn hair, the same freckles dotted on her nose and cheeks. She’s wearing makeup. Not much but noticeable to me, a lick of mascara and a hint of pink lipstick. “Why are you wearing make up Andy?” My eyes narrow, making her fidget. She hasn’t told me something.

“Ugh well when Tamlin took you off last lunch, funny thing is Mor came and sat down. Like she sat down next to me. I was so dumbstruck the she was speaking to me of all people. But she was so funny and genuinely wanted to talk to me. So we were talking and we talked about you as well. And we ended up exchanging numbers and have been texting since and I wanted to tell you yesterday on the walk home but you didn’t meet me in our usual spot and then you bailed on me and then Mor texted me saying do you want to go for dinner? So we did and had an amazing time. I also sat with her and her friends because you were ill. They all asked about you and they were so funny”. Her cheeks are flushed and her chest movements are rapid. I smile softly.

“Is that all?” I tease. She smiles shyly. “Oh you kissed didn’t you!” I jump up and clap. I pull Andy into a hug as my laughter bubbles out of me. “Did you kiss a girl and like it?” I smirk.

“Alright Katy Perry pipe down. Yeah it was nice, she’s invited me to sit with them again tomorrow, but only if you want to of course” Andy looks at me and her gaze is so pleading and worried i’ll say no, I laugh.

“Of course, I don’t mind silly”.

“By the way I am always here for when you want to talk about what happened” An instance is all that is needed to shatter the light hearted mood and turn it into a serious one. I nod and swallow the unshed tears pushing at the back of my eyes.


“Andromache, it’s nice to see you again, I see you brought a friend” Mor chirps as my friend slides into the chair next to her.  

“This is Feyre, I told you about her yesterday, she was ill” Andy retrieves her apple from bag and bites into it.

“OH you’re Tamlin’s girlfriend right?” Mor smiles at me, a smile that makes your insides go all warm. I understand why Andy is infatuated with her.

“Um ex. But yeah thats me” I sit next to Andy while Mor struggles with words. My face has been covered in so much foundation to cover the intensity of the bruises, you could scrap it off with a spoon it’s so thick. It makes me feel uncomfortable. Scanning Mor’s face quickly she hasn’t noticed the slight blue tinge to my skin despite the mountains of layers of foundation upon my face.

“Sorry about that, I haven’t heard the news yet, I have been quite busy, I’m sure the others won’t be so rude when they get here, I just have a big mouth with no filter, like sometimes I wonder how I still have friends” More laughs and sends her blonde curled hair bouncing. Her eyes meet Andy’s and sparkle. I turn away from their private moment and am greeted with a massive figure.

“Hi I’m Cassian, You must be Feyre. We’ve heard a lot about you” Cassian smirks down at me before sitting in the chair next to me.

“All good I hope” Nervous chuckles escape from me as I stab the lettuce in my plastic lunchbox.

“Oh of course” Cassians eyes crinkle as his smile reaches his eyes. “That’s Azriel by the way” He points behind him to a slightly slimmer built boy but no less muscular. How long has he been there? I didn’t even notice him sit down. Azriel tilts his head towards me with a small smile.
“So Feyre, where were you yesterday? Stealing sweets from babies or kicking puppies?” Cassian’s smile is mischievous. I laugh.

“Well you know I am partial to kicking puppies when I am bunking off school but when I’m ill I do prefer to steal sweets from babies because it has more benefits”

“I like you Feyre, you’re funny” Cassian bellows laughter and even the stoic Azriel cracks a smile.

“Carfeul Cass, you’ll catch flies”

“Oh dear Amren, You always grace my life with your kind words” A sarcastic smile is thrown in the small girls direction. Amren responds by putting her middle finger up at Cassain. He mocks hurt at this gesture.

“Feyre, I’m Amren, sadly you had the misfortune of meeting this Neanderthal and his quiet companion who keeps much better company. And of course our ever talkative Morrigan”. Her silver eyes watch me intensely before turning to greet Mor and Andromache, clearly bored of the conversation. OK…..

“Ah there you are, I’ve been looking forward to meeting the famous Feyre” A rich voice purrs from behind me. 

Request: could you write about jhope being your co-worker at a store and maybe like a first date? thank you!!
Member: Jhope (bts)
Genre: fluffy goodness
A/N: reposting this because it wasn’t showing up in the tags,,, thanks tumblr >:// i dont have a lot of bts requests in my askbox which means that this will be one of the only bts posts until i open it again, sorry yall 

  • Jhope and you guy worked in retail,,, which as we all know is pretty Dismal
  • What with the rude customers and angry suburban moms and people asking to see the manager 
  • You, immediately after entering the break room: LeT mE SpEAk To tHe MAnAgeR
  • But honestly Hobi makes it way more bearable 
  • He’s just such a bright and happy force but he’s also REALLY funny like he’ll be like “No need to freak out ma’am, I’ll show you right to the department you’re looking for”
  • And he’ll follow the customer who’s acting all Snooty and then glance back at you and make his classic disgusted face 
  • It makes you crack up laughing every time and honestly that’s the goal for him lmao
  • He orders you guys pizzas all the time whenever you can take a long lunch (which is surprisingly often cause you’re boss is too dead inside to give a fuck)
  • Hobi always finds himself going “Ah, someday I’ll be sure to take you out on a real date”
  • Which makes you BLUSH and also smile like crazy as you whack his shoulder
  • Because be real the two of you had been attracted to each other since you got this job and he was assigned to train you 
  • Since then it had been flirty glances, little touches on the arms, coordinating shifts and offering to cover for the other, and lil coy jokes like the one mentioned before
  • But you guys just,,, didn’t ask each other out??? You were both kinda hoping the other one would do it 
  • However
  • A day came along where a bet was present 
  • Your manager was honestly getting sick of your shit, your being you and all the rest of the employees
  • The company was chewing him out for not having higher sales numbers as well
  • So he decided to hold this motivational contest where whoever acted as the best employee that day would get a date of their choice reimbursed by the company
  • You and Jhope immediately locked gazes and completely ignored the lackluster speech your manager was giving as he explained the importance behind getting everyone motivated
  • “Whoever gets the higher sales numbers gets to pick what we do on our first date”
  • “Deal” 
  • You two,,, Go All In especially since several of your other coworkers also want this prize 
  • Suddenly the customer service at the store has never been so good??? Wow amazing what money I mean motivational speeches can do for a group of people 
  • On your breaks he was like “Where do you wanna go if you win??”
  • And you smile all pleasantly what a lying ass smile and go “Amusement park”
  • JHOPE FEELS HIS BLOOD RUN COLD BECAUSE HE KNOWS YOU KNOW THAT HE H A T E S ROLLER COASTERS
  • Suddenly he needs to win this contest more than ever 
  • You guys are quite literally running all over the store, trying to interact with as many customers as possible and make sure nothing in the displays was out of place and there were no unmanned cash registers
  • You both literally skip lunch to make y’all seem like shining employees who would rather handle annoying customers than eat sustenance 
  • And you both have these smiles on your faces that are just. Obnoxious. You’re both cheesin it. 
  • Hoseok’s dimples and sunshine smile are so charming you see him getting all these customers asking him for help and you’re like Damn Him And His Handsome Face and Cute Dimples And Genuine Smile
  • But in your guy’s haste to compete with each other, you’re making faces at one another across the room and then you wind up running into a shelf and knocking it down
  • Hobi of course is just OH SHIT and runs over to help you 
  • And the manager sees him helping you up and assumes the both of you made the giant mess and orders you both to clean it up and deducts points from the both of you
  • You’re about to speak up and defend Hoseok but he just grabs your arm and shakes his head and you both begin to pick things up 
  • You mutter an apology but he just smiles at you and says “It’s okay, just be more careful next time, I don’t want you getting hurt”
  • Once everything is cleaned up he insists on taking you to the break room so he can check for injuries and he puts a bandaid on a bruise on your arm 
  • Literally what is that gonna do who knows but it made him feel better and it was cute anyways so you let him do it 
  • At the end of the day, neither of you won but Hoseok got more points than you did so you let him pick the date 
  • You asked him what the two of you were going to do but he just smiled and told you to dress casually and be ready by 6
  • And you were like ??? okay
  • So you did as he asked, typical pants and a t shirt you know all that jazz 
  • For real tho you were kinda relieved he said dress casual because you guys had been on your feet all day and the mere thought of dressing up made you want to launch yourself into space 
  • When Hoseok knocked on your door he greeted you with flowers which is like WOW
  • What a MAN 
  • You took them and put them in water and he was all smiles and light blushes the whole time before he grabbed your hand and tugged you out the door
  • And tbh he looked,,, Good
  • A plaid that was blue, gray, and white,,, a black shirt on underneath it,,, dark blue pants that weren’t all saggy and sad,,, watch on his wrist and his hair brushed away from his face,,,
  • God bless him for choosing such a boyfriend look on your first date 
  • When you got into the car it smelled AMAZING and you looked into the back and saw takeout boxes and were like ???
  • You asked where you were going again but he just smiled AGAIN and told you to just wait 
  • You guys drive for a while and tbh it’s not awkward,,, it’s really hard to be awkward around Hoseok though lmao 
  • You’re just talking about the craziness of work and how other things in your lives have been going and then you’re debating which era of your favorite idols was the best 
  • It’s just really comfortable because it’s Hobi, the boy who you’ve crushed on since day 1 at your job and who knows how to make you laugh even when the customers have got you down and who dresses in cute plaids outside of that hellhole 
  • He pulls up to this secluded area on the Han River and parks the car and grabs the takeout and leads the way to a little spot right on the shore
  • And he tells you about how kids tend to play over here during the day but they usually clear out by around 4 pm 
  • You ask if he came here as a kid and his eyes crinkle as he smiles and nods and begins to tell you about coming here with his sister when they were little 
  • And you’re leaning closer in earnest because he looks so delighted to talk about his family and you’re utterly fascinated to learn about his family and quite frankly you don’t give a damn if the food is getting cold because Hobi looks all kinds of beautiful in the evening light 
  • Suddenly though, he stops talking and nudges you slightly and tells you to look
  • You look out onto the water only to gasp, the setting sun casting an array of absolutely stunning shades of reds and oranges and yellows across the river
  • You’re looking on in awe, leaning forward a bit as you drink up the sight and your eyes sparkling with intrigue at the sight before you
  • And you look over at Hobi to say something and get his attention only to see that you already have it because instead of looking at the sunset, he only has his eyes on you 
  • He’s got the most fond look in his eyes and his little dimple smile is dancing across his face and you’re kinda frozen in his gaze for a moment
  • Only to have him lean in and put his hand on the back of your head and kiss your forehead 
  • “Come on, let’s eat,” he tells you and you nod, a little too stunned to speak for a moment
  • But the moment passes quickly as the two of you start eating and he’s got you cracking up laughing again 
  • He starts asking more about your life and the conversation just flows, continuing long after the sun has set and the food is gone and you’re huddling closer to each other for warmth with your phone screens resting on the grass to provide a little light 
  • And finally he’s giving you his hoodie and holding your hand as the two of you stand up and head back to his car because it’s getting late and you look exhausted and your phones are both dying 
  • On the drive home there’s some soft music playing on the radio and he’s singing along quietly and you can’t help but smile and stay silent so you can try and listen to it the best you can 
  • When you get to your apartment he parks so he can walk you up to it like a gentleman and you start to take his hoodie off but he just shakes his head and tugs it back down 
  • “Keep it, you can give it back on our next date” he says with a smile and you’re blushing because WOW that was SLICK 
  • He holds one of your hands and tells you how much he enjoyed the date and he looks a little nervous and you quickly realize why and giggle
  • Swiftly you peck his lips and tell him “You can kiss me yanno, don’t look so worried over it”
  • And he’s just BEAMING and he nods and tells you goodnight before walking to his car, glancing back at you before he’s out of sight
  • You go inside and shut your door and lean against it because WOW did you just land the best boyfriend ever???
  • Yes yes you did