if u play into the pink is girls n blue is boys thing

The Note Tree ❋ L.H. Pt.4

Part  F O U R 

Summary: A cherry blossom tree, residing at the farthest part of the schools courtyard. Nobody dwelled there, and you didn’t care much for it. Until you kept hearing one song played over and over, with lyrics changed to touch at your curiosity. They knew you were listening, and one day you gave in and made your way to the pink tree. Waiting for you, a series of notes tied to a single strand of string.

Word Count: 3k+

AN: back again with another part! im so sorry this series is slow due to the notes thing, it’s kinda a bummer aha. ill be more lenient and release them regardless of the note count sometimes. but as usual, lets try n hit 100. also to everyone who is so supportive and reblogging this more than once: ya’ll are the real MVPs aha im so glad you guys like this series :) xx 

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty.

I M A G I N E 


“I told you that I owed you. I never said when we could talk about it.” 

At the brink of your literacy period, first period, was the infamous blonde with ocean eyes. Luke had sat across from you on the oak wood table, his hands planted nicely on the glossed object. His hair was curly, as usual, with locks of gold shining from the ceiling lights. He was wearing a slightly ripped Blink-182 shirt with the usual black skinny jeans and converse. He stared at you curiously, like he’s never seen you before. 

“But now is a good time, is it not?” Luke asked, a smile forming on his lips as you put your book down to rest and stared at him. You couldn’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance just staring at the pompous boy before you. 

“It’s way too early, Hemmings,” you began tiredly, a yawn escaping your mouth. “It takes a lot of energy to put up with you at times, and I have little to no energy right now.” 

“Hey man, I forced a paper cut on myself to cover you,” Luke pointed out, showing off his hand. The cut was now covered by a Hello Kitty bandaid, with the cat herself in a nurse outfit. “It’d be nice if you can give me some of the energy when I want it.” 

“Fucks sake,” you muttered, stuffing a piece of paper in the page you left off at and closed your book. “For one thing, I didn’t ask for you to cover for me. Also, of all ways to cover me, why the hell would you give yourself a paper cut?” 

“I covered for you because I know how much you care about your attendance,” Luke said softly, having your expression soften to a more ponderous look. “You never, ever want to be seen as a tardy student, so I respect that greatly and just want to help–” 

“I don’t need your help,” you quickly interjected, but Luke was quick to drop that.

“For the paper cut, I thought it’d be more comical,” Luke said simply, having you shake your head with a small smile. You had to admit: Luke is quite silly, and that makes him fairly endearing. “Can’t lack any chance to be me, ya know?” 

“Of course,” you said simply, still retaining your soft smile for a few brief moments before straightening your lips. “So, about me owing you–” 

“You look really beautiful when you smile like that.” Eh?! You looked up at Luke, seeing him smile fondly at you. His sudden words left you slightly speechless. Blood surged to your cheeks, staring into his ocean blue eyes to see the audacity. 

“Don’t be so candid!” You exclaimed, looking away to allow your embarrassment to slowly dissolve. Luke put his arms up in defense, a smug smile painting his lips as he did. You wanted to punch it right off his face, but you couldn’t. After all, that dude did cover for you willingly. “A-anyways, what do you want?” 

“That’s quite the offer, Y/N,” Luke began, sitting back in his seat while folding his arms together. “I desire a lot of things, but obviously there’s a limit.” 

“Nothing sexual or stupid, alright?” You vaguely specified, having Luke squint his eyes in contemplation. You then watch as he reached down for his bag, shifted a bit inside, and conjured a piece of paper. 


You took the paper and held it up, reading the contents of it. You noticed a list of band names, and beside them, times. There were details of the location, including the venue name and the street number. Blues, reds and blacks were splashed all over it, having your index finger rub down the names as you compared the colors to your skin. 

“We’re having a concert this Saturday,” Luke informed as you continued staring at the paper. He brought his finger to the paper, staring attentively at the page as he pointed to a time. The row of that time held the band name 5 Seconds of Summer. “We’re on at 1 A.M. Michael was handing them out like a maniac the other day. It seems like you didn’t know?” 

“Oh, I did know about the performance,” you said simply, putting the flyer on the desk to begin folding it. “I wasn’t paying attention when the boys came to talk to the girls about it. I was half asleep.” 

“As usual?” 

“Mm.” You filed the paper in your backpack. Luke watched you attentively, his arm bent and leaned against the desk with his head leaning against his forearm. He stared at you, having your heart stop for a brief moment. “What?” You asked, glaring at his obnoxious behavior. 

“So is that a yes that you’re coming?” Luke chimed, his eyes full of hope and anticipation. You let out a sigh, thinking for a moment before slowly nodding. “Wait, like actually?” 

“We can pinkie swear on it,” you began, swallowing harshly as you put your pinkie up. 

“You… you still do that kinda stuff?” Luke commented, his pink, chapped lips parting to stare at you in wander. You found yourself blushing again, really hating the fact that Luke Hemmings was putting you in this flustered position. “That’s damn cute, Y/N.” 

“Just shut up and swear already!” 

Without hesitation, Luke’s pinkie found itself wrapped around yours. You felt the roughness of his skin, the thickness and callouses dancing around your pinkie due to his guitar playing. A few seconds pass and you attempt to let go of his grip, but his pinkie was strongly attached to yours. You stared at Luke, questioning his deal. But he just gazed distantly at you, seeming unaware as to what he was doing. 

“You… can let go now,” you murmured, watching as he quickly reeled his pinkie back and began blushing. You rolled your eyes, curious as to why he was embarrassed. He then quickly placed his hands behind his neck, scratching the nape with his light, blonde locks. 

“Anyways, how did it go with the tree? Did you go?” 

“Oh, yeah I did,” you said simply, feeling your cheeks smudge slightly with blush. You took your book back in your hands, allowing your eyes to fall to it to occupy your sight. You traced the dents worth of the title, feeling the smooth, fake-gold print on it. “It went well, more or less. Didn’t meet the stalker but he left kind words on notes for me. He was the reason you covered for me.” You revealed an accidental soft smile that made Luke widen his eyes a bit. 

“I see this stalker is somehow advancing better than me,” Luke began. You tilted your head up to stare at the boy attentively. He leaned back into the chair and threw his head back. You watch his Adams Apple bob up when gulping. “Ah, he’s making it so difficult…” 

You hadn’t bothered to question his words. Luke was always one to say things that were deemed empty for you. Not that you hadn’t cared, but you didn’t know what he meant and knew he was only going to dodge telling you. But he was acting somewhat annoyed, which doesn’t seem like a trait Luke would own. Mister popular, irresistible, and ecstatic Luke Hemmings isn’t someone to get annoyed, but rather be the one who is annoying. 

“Anyways, where are your boyfriends?” You asked, watching as Luke regained himself and leaned his elbows onto the desk again. His large hands held his head up by the jawline as he began blowing away his curly locks from his eyes. 

“Probably with your girlfriends,” Luke said with a shrug. “Where are your girlfriends?” 

“Probably with your boyfriends,” you mocked, having Luke roll his eyes before chuckling. You then rose, picking up your bag to put it on. “I’m gonna go to Mr. Tanners to reprimand him over bad choice in history study.” 

“But Christopher Columbus sailed the ocean blue in fourteen hundred ninety two, Y/N!” Luke exclaimed as you picked up the literature on Christopher Columbus’s voyages. 

“He also thought he ‘discovered’ India when he actually ‘discovered’ America,” you hummed annoyingly as you used one of your hands to curl your index and middle fingers when saying discovered. Luke chuckled, watching as you took your leave from the library. 

You were at the cherry tree once more. And this time, with a watch wrapped around your wrist. 

With your legs bend into a pretzel, you seated yourself on the soft grass. Right in front of you was the math textbook you were analyzing. It was open to a page that resided in the 200s with a sandwich on the page (courtesy of Alexis’ mother.) Your bag, in it’s sky blue glory, was sprawled just above the textbook, unzipped and still. Then, in your hands, were the notes of the day. There were only 4, but each one held words of sentiment that made you just a little happy. Just a little. 

Note 1: You look so beautiful today. You were practically radiating. I’ve never seen you smile so much before until now. 

Note 2: I honestly hope it were by my words. Not because I think you have low self-esteem, but because I like seeing your smile. Your lips are perfect, I want to see it to everything. 

Note 3: Stretching out a smile so much that it hurts your cheeks. I want to see them be parted slightly from shocked expressions. I want to see them pucker up together to make mockery of the duck face. I want to see you touch them being touched by your fingers when you read or trapped in some sort of thought. 

You smiled widely at the way your stalker tried so hard to make all his words fit into one piece of paper. His letters were more put in order rather than the messy, barely-legible handwriting he owned. His words were stretched longer by length and shrunk in size in order to fit his words of sentiment. And you honestly appreciated it. 

Note 4: I’ll start telling you stuff about me that not many know. I really adore penguins, I think they’re the cutest, flightless birds ever. Okay, so now that I’ve told you something about me, do you mind telling me something about you? Something I wouldn’t expect?

You smiled widely at this. This boy enjoyed the penguin, even though it was flightless. It really gave you an idea about this boy. He must be someone who doesn’t care if someone lacks in something vital that supposedly labels them. A penguin can be flightless, but they don’t lack in being fantastic caretakers and clever hunters. It made you further your curiosity over this stalker. 

You stuffed the notes in your pocket before looking up at the tangling piece of paper hung from the branch. You got yourself on your feet, feeling grass get stuck on the back of your thighs due to the jean shorts you wore for the day. While you used your hands to brush the green flecks off, you walked towards the note and cautiously opened it. On the top of one of the bends, it read: You can also request anything you’d like that isn’t revealing my identity. 

You thought a lot as you held the note, yanking it kindly to get the sharpie down to the grass. You bent down to pick it up, straightening up once more to hold the note. You nibbled at your lower lip kindly, glancing down at your watch to be weary of the time. You then realized what you wanted but wanted to give away something more personal. Something that would maybe push him to be more personal as well. 

I am a very sad person, stalker dude. I won’t tell you the reason just yet (if we’re lucky enough for a yet) but I will admit that your singing makes me smile. Nobody has ever sung a song to me before, even if it wasn’t to convey feelings for me like a cheesy romance flick. So instead of me coming to the tree tomorrow, maybe you can sing during my English class. Like before.

You had mentally thanked this boy for providing you with one of those thin sharpies, because you hadn’t realized how much you wrote. You subconsciously wrote small due to lack of space. Placing the sharpie on the ground, you lifted your wrist to check the watch. 

Oh fuck! You were urgent to stuff all of your things and put them in the bag, keeping the sandwich in your hand. You began dashing away from the tree, finding Des back at the school ground with an unfamiliar face. And although it was a bit blurry, you can tell Des was fuming as she glared at the boy. 

As you began slower and noticed your pace gaining progress, you noticed this boy was far taller than Des. But then again, who isn’t? His head of hair was chestnut, and in the sun it looks like a lovely kind orange, like one of the inside bark of a tree. His eyes were not too easy to see, but they were a generic set of blue eyes, one incomparable to, for example, Lukes. He was handsome, you give the boy that much, with his simple sharp nose and salmon-colored lips. 

“If you’re annoying my friend, you really should back off now,” you said simply, panting to regain your breath. You dusted yourself off a bit, unsure if you had any more bits of grass stuck on you. “I’m not in the mood to use so much energy on an entity like yourself.” 

“Calm down, Y/N, I haven’t been harassing your girlfriend here,” the boy joked, having you roll your eyes. Des shoved him a bit, receiving more laughter from him as she folded her arms and glared at him. 

“I’m not her girlfriend,” Des muttered, having you smirk at her baby-like behavior. “I ain’t gay–” 

“And dating is a lot of energy,” you continued for her, having Des shove you playfully in response. The boy looked down at the both of you, slightly nodding. “Anyhow, how do you know my name? Have we met before?” 

“Seriously, Y/N?” The boy said, his cheeks developing in pink as he looked down at you. “Y/N, we’ve literally had all the same classes in freshman year. We sat right next to each other that entire year.” You then realized and parted your lips slightly. 

“Oh, Holland,” you began, addressing him by his last name. “Nathan Holland, right?” 

“Right,” Nathan nodded, his blue eyes softening over the fact that you recalled his name. “It’s been a while, no? 3 years in the same school and we haven’t interacted since. How unfortunate, yeah?” 

“It’s not my job to keep up with people I know little to nothing about and can’t be asked to care about,” you said simply as you turned and began walking for the door. “It’s your fault for not trying then, if it personally affects you.” 

“As cold as ever I see,” Nathan attempted with a chuckle, having you blatantly ignore his words as Des clung to your side. Her arm wrapped around yours, having you watch as she glanced back at Nathan following us. “So what’s the deal with you and that tree, Y/N?” 

“Do you ever shut the fuck up, Nathan?” Des growled, rolling her eyes in annoyance as she walked you to your classroom. Luckily the halls were still a bit crowded, so you knew you weren’t going to be late. No required rush. You were just a few feet from the doorway of your Anatomy class until the infamous blonde asshole blocked your access. 

“Seriously,” you muttered with a sigh, looking up as Luke gave you a suggestive grin. He looked over at Des and gave her a wave, in which she rolled her eyes but smiled at his stupid, smug look. But then his ocean eyes darkened like a storm when he rose them up to the other tall, lanky boy behind you. 

“Lucas! Buddy! How you doin’?” Nathan played off, a wide smile painted on his lips to flaunt his white teeth. But when you looked at Luke, he was practically fuming. His lips pursed into a straight line, his jawline clenching in disturbance as he stared at the boy offering his hand for a handshake. “Okay then,” Nathan uttered awkwardly, clenching his hand into a fist before dropping it. 

“Go away.” You were a little shocked to hear the cool, super chill Luke Hemmings telling someone to go away. You always figured that guy got along with everyone (and he does). But this one character must be his limit. But why? 

“Calm down, Hemmings. I haven’t made any moves yet,” Nathan began, having Luke scoff before Nathan allowed himself to tilt his head down to you. “It’s nice to finally meet your eyes again, Y/N. See you around?” 

“I suppose,” you responded nonchalantly. With that, Nathan gave you a wink before giving Des and Luke a mere wave. He turned and took his leave, shoving his hands in his pockets before losing himself in the midst of fellow classmates. 

“See you later, babes?” Des caught your attention, nodding at her with a smile before watching her disappear, too. You then turned to see Luke now leaning on one side of the door frame. You walked in, rolling your eyes at the annoying boy as you took your seat. 

“What’s with the attitude?” You asked Luke, audible enough while he trailed you and took his seat beside you. He piled his arms together before lying his head in his arms once more. “Are you hungry again? So much so that you own an attitude?” 

“‘You’re not you when you’re hungry,’“ Luke joked, giving you his usual smile as he closed his eyes. You looked back down at your hands, seeing the two hold onto the plastic-sealed sandwich. You threw it at him, listening as the food slapped his cheek. He sat up and took the wrapped sandwich in his hand. He studied it curiously before looking over to you.

“It’s a homemade BLT, relax,” you said simply, retrieving your materials from your bag as Ms. Lee entered the classroom. You prepared your pens and pencils, with the Bic pen you had stolen only days ago. As you prepare your fresh, new page for notes, you glance over to watch Luke eat the sandwich graciously. He loved it, not even dare hesitating to eat where you left your bites. Luke was hungry, that was evident, but he also ate with some sort of thought. He kept a smile on his face as he did, as if the sandwich was the greatest thing he’s ever had. 

Whether it was because you had gifted it to him or not was beyond you, but for some odd reason, you felt slightly happy that Luke had been eating it contently. 

ahhh im back at it again! please lemme know whatcha think right over here and ill see ya in chapter 5 xx

Namjoon Appreciation

Once again happy Namjoon day!!! This post is gonna be all about our amazing leader, Kim Namjoon, they definitely aren’t all of the reasons he’s amazing but they are some, I’m gonna stick to ten reasons for now

Keep reading


Disclaimer: All those rules have exceptions and they’re all made up by me, just for fun. Enjoy.

☆ 1. In nearly every group there is a member who is ‘shy’, e.g. he will never show his chest or sth (not that it’s usually your bias).

Originally posted by taekookie-bts

☆ 2. Each group has an underrated member (e.g. SNSD’s Hyoyeon, SISTAR’s Dasom).

Originally posted by ggoh

☆ 3. Each group has an overrated member (e.g. 2NE1’s CL, BIGBANG’s G-Dragon, SNSD’s Taeyeon).

Originally posted by southkoreans

☆ 4. Each girl group has at least ONE sweet-cute-girly song/concept on their accounts.

Originally posted by femaleidols

☆ 5. If a song has the word CRAZY in title, it’ll be a hit (e.g. Crazy - 4Minute, Go Crazy - 2PM, Crazy - Jonghyun, So Crazy - T-ara).

Originally posted by nina-roxy

☆ 6. A lot of fandom names have nothing to do with the name of the group (e.g. 2PM - Hottest, FT Island - Primadonna, VIXX - St☆rlight).

Originally posted by skullhongs

☆ 7. If name of a group is an acronym, most probably it makes no sense (e.g. U-KISS - Ubiquitous Korean International Idol Super Star, B.A.P - Best Absolute Perfect, VIXX - Voice, Visual, Value in Excelsis). Exception (huge one): BTOB (Born To Beat).

Originally posted by bapassion

☆ 8. There’s always someone…a bit less conscious than the others (e.g. EXO’s Lay, INFINITE’s Sunggyu). 

Originally posted by humanoidlove7

☆ 9. Most of the groups (older ones usually) have a song that somewhere in the past was a huge hit and everybody knows it (e.g. Super Junior’s Sorry, Sorry, SNSD’s Gee, KARA’s Mister). 

Originally posted by pinkeunani

☆ 10. Nearly always there’s someone with an unique nickname and someone that kept their real name (e.g. BTS - V/Jimin, SNSD - Sunny/Taeyeon, INFINITE - L/Sunggyu, VIXX - N/Hongbin). 

Originally posted by hyukson

☆ 11. Practically all groups have at least one popular dance which is included in each and every random dance (e.g. AOA’s Like a Cat, Apink’s Luv, SJ’s Sorry, Sorry, SISTAR’s Touch My Body). 

Originally posted by kholendx78

☆ 12. Usually the rappers are either underrated (e.g. INFINITE’s Dongwoo, SNSD’s Hyoyeon) or overrated (e.g. B.A.P’s Zelo, EXID’s LE).

Originally posted by namwooo

☆ 13. If the MV includes something unusual, e.g. the shy member has a transparent shirt (VIXX’s Super Hero), all comments will be about that thing. 

Originally posted by chained-up-taekwoon

☆ 14. The group being on Weekly Idol is all about laughing at them during the random dance. 

Originally posted by nirgend-wann

☆ 15. There’s always someone…A bit worse at dancing (e.g. BTS’ Jin, SNSD’s Sunny).

Originally posted by shiki-soon

  ☆ 16. Usually, a girl group and a boy group somehow similair from the same companies are treated as a pair (e.g. SNSD & SJ, 2NE1 & BIGBANG, 4Minute & B2ST).

Originally posted by bbcblackjack

☆ 17. Amber is friends with at least one member of most of the groups and many soloists (e.g. GOT7′s Jackson, SJ-M’s Henry, Rainbow’s Woori, Ailee, Eric Nam and many more…).

Originally posted by oh-thatdoll

☆ 18. Leader is usually more mature (in behaviour), e.g SHINee’s Onew, EXO’s Suho, KARA’s Gyuri, SNSD’s Taeyeon, SJ’s Leeteuk, U-KISS’ Soohyun.

Originally posted by funkysuperjuniorgifs

☆ 19. However, there are some drastic exceptions (e.g. INFINITE’s Sunggyu, B2ST’s Doojoon, BIGBANG’s G-Dragon).

Originally posted by b2st-nes

☆ 20. A lot of the groups have sub-units (e.g. Super Junior-M, INFINITE-H, VIXX-LR, SNSD-TTS, SISTAR19, 2YOON).

Originally posted by pervingonfemalekpop

☆ 21. Usually at least one member of a group has a solo song/album (e.g. SISTAR’s Hyorin, Block B’s Zico, Super Junior’s Kyuhyun, 4Minute’s Hyuna, Secret’s Hyosung and many, many more).

Originally posted by oppazico1

☆ 22. Practically all boy groups have a song and/or concept that sounds/looks less-than-manly (e.g. SJ’s Too Many Beautiful Girls, VIXX’s What To Do, SHINee’s Love Like Oxygen).

Originally posted by baekhyu-n

☆ 23. Words you’ll hear in 95% of k-pop songs are sarang (love), chigeum (now), kaja/kanda/kara/kayo (go, let’s go), gaseum (heart), moseub (shape), michyeo (crazy), jilleo (fire), barabwa (look) and many more.

Originally posted by allkpopgifs

☆ 24. No group/artist can win the Random Play Dance at first try. NO.

Originally posted by 4dalanfriend

  ☆ 25. Most of the groups have their official logo, fandom and colour (e.g. INFINITE - logo: the neverending symbol, fandom: INSPIRIT, colour: gold).

Originally posted by totallysunggyustyle

☆ 26. All fans always say they need a new comeback, doesn’t matter if the last one was yesterday or a year ago.

Originally posted by wufanqing

☆ 27. Most of the groups have danced with something or on soemthing (e.g. After School - poles, SJ-M - bandanas, Girl’s Day - feathers).

Originally posted by cookiecookiesundae

  ☆ 28. A black and white music video is necessary (e.g. 9Muses - Wild, 4Minute - Crazy, Wonder Girls - Be My Baby, EXO - Sing for you).

Originally posted by parkchny

☆ 29. A music video with one leading colour, too (e.g. EXID - Hot Pink, SJ-M - Swing, SJ - Blue World, BEG - Kill Bill).

Originally posted by spacegirlblues

☆ 30. K-pop is immortal.

Originally posted by heechulie

EXO Reaction To You (Their Girlfriend) Once Being A Pornstar

Actually laughing so hard at what this one could turn out like! Thank you for requesting Anon! This is going to be good!

/I do not own any gifs unless stated otherwise/



“You were a what?” He would ask startled. When you repeat yourself he’d jump a little bit and say, “OMFG that’s so cool wait till Chanyeol hears, he’s going to be so jealous he left m-I mean jealous that you are my girlfriend and not his!..Did you say something? Do you want cheese? There’s some brie and blue cheese in the kitchen if you want some…. Did I just hear someone call me?” He would leave you by shouting “PINEAPPLES” in your face and he would proceed to dash off quickly to what you’d suspect would be Chanyeols room leaving you completely confused.


You’d try to explain yourself but he would continuously interrupt you, “Wait so you learnt to do what?… How is that even possible?…You put it where? AND IT FIT?!…So you put your head where? Is that even humanly possible?…You’ll do what to me?…You’ll put my what in you where?… Okay to the bedroom now!”


“Oh my gosh actually?! I actually dabbled in the art of love making on film” Whilst speaking he would look longly in the direction of Kyungsoo who is across the room speaking to Lay. KAISOO IS REAL JS.  You’d clear your throat and gain his attention again, “Uh yes I did a couple of home videos…if you know what I’m saying..but no one knows about them” You’re interested in this and ask to see them, “U-uh no a lepratroll, I-I mean a leprachaun stole them in the middle of the night on the 29th of…some month….or maybe lay got me high and took them…” Poor boy looks so lost trying to retrace his steps.


“woah woah woah….you were a what?” You explain it to him all over again. “But you told me I was your first time…Wait am I bad?…What do you mean in one of them you did it with one of the EXO members? Please tell me this is some kind of joke? …oh it was before we were together, thats okay….No wait which piece of shit was it?! ” He says while running out of his room making a beeline for Sehuns room…how did he know?


“OMGeebees that’s so fantazing! ” He exlaims. You look at him confused, “Really?” you ask. “Duh of course who wouldn’t think that teaching pink dolphins how to jump through hoops of fire and glitter is cool?!… WAIT where’d my eyebrows go?! They ran away again Y/N help my find them” He replies while stroking his nose continuously with one finger and rubbing feeling where his eyebrows are still intact. “You’re high aren’t you?” You say amused. “Whaaaatttt noooose!” He’d reply with a cheeky grin on his face.


“Holy shit actually?!” He would ask intrigued. “Can I ask you something then?” You nod relieved that he isn’t mad about your past. You expect him to ask questions surrounding the subject but no instead he rips his shirt open and asks in complete seriousness, “Do you think I have the body to be a pornstar?” You roll your eyes at him, this is the third time today he’s done this…


“Well you see Luhannie…I was actually a pornst-” You would try to explain to him knowing his innocent ears wouldn’t approve however you are interrupted by him screaming say, “LALALALALALA..NOPE I DON’T HEAR ANYTHING! THIS NEVER HAPPENED! YOU DID NOT JUST SAY WHAT YOU JUST SAID!” You try to explain again but he just puts a finger to his lips with a terrified expression on his face and starts to run away to play with his plushies and use talk to them as if they were his therapist.


After you finished explaining he would look at you as if to say, ‘Are you kidding me?’ You try to quickly resolve the situation but he just puts his hand up as if you were a peasant that he was demanding to be silent, to your shock you do just that. “Are you telling me that you’ve done it with both sexes and you’ve been selfish as to not let me some girl on girl action…how could you? I thought better of you…” He would say fixing his hair and storming off. You’re left wondering, ‘Was he serious? That’s all that stupid maknae is mad at?”


“So did you have to do all kinds of things?” He’d ask wiggling his eyebrows. You’d lightly push him because he knows rightly what you would have had to do but he persists that you answer his question, “Yes I did, happy?” He’d then grin and get on all fours, “Did you have to wiggle your butt like this?” You’d just look on at him amused and after a few seconds he’d look over his shoulder at you and wink saying, “What? jealous that I have a better booty than you? It’s okay you can’t have everything.” 


“So…does that mean you’ll let me see you naked now?!” He asks excitedly. You give him a blank response to which he just laughs at, “Girl you know I was only joking!” He looks to see you’re reaction and sees a slight smile, “No but seriously can I see you naked, even just for a second! Baekhyun will be so jealous!…oh of what you ask?…pfft of my smoking hot girlfriend of course!” His eyes dart around the room and he darts out of the room before you can ask any further questions.


You wait a second for him to respond but he’s beginning to turn pale and you become worried. You try to get closer to him to check if he had a temperature but he jumps away, “What’s wrong Kyungsoo?” You ask obviously hurt by his reaction. He replies, “You have the clammy thing don’t you?!” You look at him and try to register what he’s trying to say. Laughter escapes your mouth and you ask, “Do you mean chlamydia?” To which he nods furiously. You erupt into laughter which causes D.O. to turn a few shades darker. “But Sehun told me that’s what pornstars get and it causes them to get diseases which cause them to lose their teeth and their eyes fall out and evetually they just shrivel up and die and….” He stops seeing how stupid of an explanation that is and just dashes out the door presumably after Sehun.


His face drops while you’re in mid speech causing you to halt, “Wha-what’s wrong?” You ask anxiety growing because you’re scared he will want to break up with you. “Did you say that I’m below average when it comes to my little friends size?” he asks evidently offended. You shake your head confusion displayed on your face, “What? no?” He’d then pretend to be mad at you but then after making you suffer for a short period of time he reveals he was only joking. You let out a forced laugh then run away jokingly say, “YOU’RE NOT BELOW AVERAGE IN THAT BUT YOU’RE BELOW AVERAGE IN OTHER AREAS” To which his face drops and he sets off after you.


Thank you again for requesting anon and I’m sorry this took so long just with exams I’m finding it hard to find any spare time! I hope you can forgive me! Please do request again!


5SOS Preference #21 :: You Play 5 Seconds of Snogging

A/N :: If you haven’t watched the interview, you might not understand, but I’ll explain it best I can.

“So this is the infamous (y/n)?” The interviewer asked, a smile on his face. Michael nodded and you flashed him a smile. “Hi,” you said. “Hello,” he replied. “We’ve got a bit of a game for you. You might have seen it once before. It’s called 5 Seconds of Snogging.” You groaned causing them all to laugh. “Right, so if you’ll just put this blindfold on…” he said, gesturing to the black strip of fabric Michael was holding. “Don’t worry,” he whispered as he tied the blindfold around your ears. “I won’t let them give you anything gross,” He kissed your cheek before walking away. “Okay, we’re  only going to have 2 items, due to time limit. Calum, if you’ll bring item number one to (y/n), please.; You heard Calum walk towards you, and he held something close to your lips. Scrunching up your face, you pressed your lips to the object, wanting to draw back at its rough texture, but not wanting to back down from a challenge. “And what do you think it is?” The interviewer asked you. “Um,” You bit your lip, thinking. “Did I just kiss sandpaper?” You asked, and everyone laughed. “Unfortunately, yes.” Michael chuckled. “Now, item number two, please.” Someone walked forward and held something in front of your face. You leaned towards it, determining its size. About the size of your face. You leaned in and were surprised at the texture. It felt like skin. You held it for five seconds and ripped off the blindfold to see a scarlet faced Ashton with a faint lipstick mark on his neck. You gasped, unsure if you should laugh or be worried. You turned to look at Michael who had the same expression. He turned to you and immediately smirked. “You can make it up to me after we leave,” he grinned. Now it was your turn to turn scarlet.

“Welcome, (y/n)!” The interviewer said enthusiastically, smiling. “Hi,” you responded, shaking her hand. “So you’re here today to talk about Calum, but first, we want to play a game. It’s called 5 Seconds of Snogging. Have you heard of it?” You blushed and nodded, looking at the boys with a panicked expression. They laughed and gave you a thumbs up. Ashton tied a blindfold around your eyes and you squirmed in your seat. “First item,” Luke’s voice rang out as you heard him approach you. Your lips met something furry, and you pulled back. “Ew,” you groaned, putting your lips back on what seemed to be a stuffed animal. “Oh, this is that turtle stuffed animal!” You exclaimed, making the interviewer laugh. “Next,” she chuckled. “Hi, (y/n),” Ashton’s voice chirped. He put something sour to your lips. “Gross, that’s a lemon.” You spat, wiping your mouth. “And for the last item…” “Hope you enjoy this one, (y/n),” Michael’s voice said. You leaned forward, expecting something disgusting, but instead met another pair of lips. Very familiar lips, too. You instinctively put both hands on either side of Calum’s face and kissed him for much longer than 5 seconds. “Okay, okay!” The interviewer shouted as the boys laughed. “That was Calum?” You asked, breathlessly, tugging off your blindfold. “Got ‘em all right. That’s my girl.” Calum chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.


“5 Seconds f Snogging,” The interviewer said bluntly. You laughed nervously, looking over at Ashton. This was an interview about your relationship, so you could have guessed something of the sort was going to happen. A blindfold was tied over your eyes. “Here’s the first thing,” Ashton murmured, holding something out to you. Your mouth met plastic and you winced, but held out for 5 seconds. “I have no idea,” you groaned. “It was my phone,” Ashton laughed. “Next one,” he said, and you leaned forward to meet something freezing cold. “Ice. That was definitely ice.” You rubbed your lips together. “Good job,” the interviewer said, and you could hear the smile in her voice. “Third,” your lips collided with paper. “Is that my Zac Efron poster?” You exclaimed loudly. “You’ve kissed it enough times to know,” he laughed again. You were just starting to like this game when the interviewer spoke. “This is the final object,“ she informed you, and you winced. Last was always the worst. You scooted forward and kissed a solid object. Definitely a person, and definitely Ashton. You nipped at his skin and he trembled, pulling back. You took off your blindfold and grinned up at him. He was flushed a bright pink color, making you laugh. His shirt was still suspended in mid-air, however, and you laughed at the small pink spot on his abdomen. After the interview finished, he dragged you outside. “That was so rude,” he informed you, but he was smiling. “You’re tempting, Ashton Irwin.” “So I’ve been told,” he chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.


You were extremely nervous, because this was the first interview you’d ever done, and you were doing it alone. Luke was on a trip with the boys, and Liz had called you to inform you that this studio wanted to interview you. “We’re going to play a game. Just to break the tension.” The interviewer said with a small smile. “Oh, really? Good,” You sighed, relaxing. “It’s called 5 Seconds of Snogging,” he said, and you immediately tensed up again. “Oh,” you said weakly. She handed you a blindfold, and you tied it over your eyes reluctantly. “We’ll have some assistants hold the items in front of you. I’ll tell you when to go,” “Oka, here’s the first item.” She said. “Go ahead.” You leaned towards the direction of the object, and recoiled at its texture. “That is disgusting,” you gagged. “But it’s obviously a hot dog,” “Wow, okay. Next one,” she said. “Whenever you’re ready.” Your lips connected with what felt like a mannequin head. “Is that a mannequin?” You asked, pulling back after five seconds of making out with plastic. She laughed. “Well, a dog mannequin, but yes.” “Okay, this is the last one,” The interviewer said, and before she could even say “go”, a pair of lips crashed onto yours. “I have a boyfriend!” You shouted in disgust, pulling back and ripping off the blindfold. “I know,” a deep voice chuckled, and your eyes met your boyfriend’s gorgeous blue ones. “Oh,” you said weakly. “Can I have a do over?” You asked, making him laugh. He bent down to kiss you, and this time, you didn’t make any attempt to move away. “I missed you,” he chuckled. 

And Hawaii Was Our Sandbox

Request: Can you do a nate mololey blurb of where u guys are traveling different country together as a couple where u can make up the story from there, and u might not have time to do this request which is totally fine I luv ur blog girl ur the best have a nice day😘.

A/N: Thank you so much for your request. (: It turned out to be a little bit longer than a blurb, but if you guys want to read the shortened version/blurb, just simply scroll down to where the blockquote is seen. I really hope you guys like it, haha. Any thoughts or comments are much appreciated - good or bad!


Hawaii was on the top of our list. Even though it’ll be my first time ever going to the island, it’ll actually be Nate’s second time. A couple months ago, he and his big group of friends went there to film some content for the Challenge app, and ever since, he’s been wishing to go back and begging me to go with him. After weeks of trying to convince me, I finally agreed to it. He was ecstatic!

“You’re going to love it there, (Y/N),” Nate said while packing his attire in my suitcase. He was too excited to even notice it, but with each clothing he put in my luggage, I transferred it to his while he continued to babble on. “The water is amazing, nothing like the waters here in California. Trust me. The ocean waves are sick, too! And I can finally teach you how to surf. Fuck, I’m so excited. We can go surfing, cliff diving, boat riding, and all that fun stuff I did last time I was there.” He walks up to me and indulges me in a tight hug. “It’s going to be sooo amazing.”

“Whatever you say, babe,” I chuckled.

The next morning.

“Today is officially our first day here!” Nate exclaimed as a sigh of relief rushed over him.

Although we had arrived last night, we used the free time to relax around the hotel and get familiar with the surrounding. The hotel was beautifully set up. Once you’re inside, you’re greeted by the nicest workers ever, getting you “lei’d” for the first time. If you walk even further into the building, you can see the gorgeous, clear Hawaii beach in the back from the open windows that were meant as walls. The actual walls, however, were decorated with engraved carvings of what the many things that represented Hawaii - flowers, ocean waves, and its culture and history just flourished amongst the structure.

He stood up tall and pulled at the straps of his backpack. “You ready, lil mama?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be!” you replied, bringing your tote bag over your shoulder. “So you haven’t told me yet. What are we doing whir we’re here?”

He gave me the biggest and brightest smile, but still no indication as to what he had planned for today. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out.” He winked. And in a blink of an eye, I was being yanked by him by a 5-year-old who wanted nothing more than to run and play in the sandbox, and Hawaii was our sandbox.

The vacation was filled with fun and day-exhausting activities. We started the trip off by simply going to the beach. He was right, it was nothing like the California waters. The beaches here were clean, crystal clear, and our toes were visible, even when we went further in! The waves were much bigger in Hawaii, but it still managed to stay calm on the most perfect times such as the evening when the sun starts to set slowly on the horizon by the second. Colors of red, yellow, purple, pink, blue - everything, you name it - glistened throughout the sky and reflected on the sea.

On other days, we’d get lost and he’d refuse to take directions from other people, but nevertheless, we always arrived to our destination.

Towards the middle of our vacation, he made sure we set out extra early in the morning one day. Placed in the deep forest of Hawaii lies a phenomenal waterfall that takes 4 hours to get there, meaning 8 hours in total would be wasted with just walking, but the time was never wasted at all. At least I didn’t think so. Those 8 hours were moments that I cherish because for every second I spent with him was a memory I never wanted to forget. We got to know each other more. I didn’t think that was possible after having been with him for over two years now, but it was. We told one another secrets that we’ve never told anyone else before, and we also let out the ones we had against each other.

“Hmm, let’s see what else. Oh, yeah! Don’t get mad… But I accidentally dropped your toothbrush in the toilet once, but I replaced it with a new one,” he laughed nervously. I gasped at the discovery, but let him slide. Right after, I told him that I used to foolishly use his underwear as a slingshot from time to time. I get bored when I’m over at his place sometimes, what can I say?

We spent the trip goofing around, sightseeing, relaxing by the beach, going deep into the sea to a place where waters are rarely touched, snorkeling, swimming with a school of fishes, diving with dolphins, and more than anyone could possibly imagine.

“We’ll come back again,” he told me while looking down the gorgeous oceans of Hawaii from up above a peak. And just like that, we trekked back to our car and headed our way to the inevitable bittersweet goodbye of the beautiful island.

Small Bump

the moment you woke up, you knew something was wrong, so it didn’t surprise you when you got a mass amount of pain in your abdomen. It didn’t take long for you to call Luke and for him to run out of the studio with the boys trailing behind him heading towards the car and speed to your and Luke’s home. It also didn’t take long for you to get to the hospital and in a wheel chair going back quickly. Luke’s hand held yours the whole time the doctor explained you needed an emergency c section because baby Hemmo had the umbilical cord around its neck. They quickly gowned you and put sanitary stuff on luke as you were prepped. 
Meanwhile back in the waiting room your parents, Luke’s parents, the boys, and both of your siblings where all waiting anxiously to hear any news. Tweeting about the little problem.
“@Ashton5sos: hi guys we’re currently in a&e because baby Hemmo is causing havoc. we’ll update when we have news."
“@Calum5sos: Baby Hemmo may come to the world soon.”
“@Michael5sos: Just wanting to hear good news.”
They all heard a voice call out “Hemmings!” causing all of their heads to perk up and the nurse whom called the name walk towards them.
“So, the baby has the umbilical cord wrapped around it’s head and is causing not enough oxygen to go to it, we’re taking y/n back to give her an emergency c section, they’re back now and should be out in an hour at least.”
Everybody’s hearts stopped at the news and liz said a polite thank you before they all dropped their heads and decided to update the fans.
“@Michael5sos: Baby Hemmo coming to your screens sooner than expected.”
“@Ashton5sos: one hour at least if all goes well…”
“@Calum5sos: here we go…”
Back in the operation room, you were being cut open and having Luke kiss your head telling you how much he loved you and the baby. Both of your hearts stopped as a small cry filled the room.
“It’s a girl!” One nurse yelled causing you to break down in tears.
Luke and you had been secretly hoping it would be a girl, but you’d never tell anyone that. Luke’s eyes filled with tears as he saw your little girl be cleaned, measured, and weighed (7 pounds 11 ounces and 21 inches) as she cried her little heart out. They set her on your chest and she slowly began to calm down, and she opened her eyes looking at you then Luke before letting out a small sound that sounded much like a quack. They sewed you up then handed her to Luke, her body fitting just so right in his hands. They helped you off the table and took you into a room and took her from Luke, putting her in a little transporter thing and taking her to the NICU to be fully checked. Once you both were settled and calm they asked you her name.
“Lucille Alexis Hemmings,” Luke spoke softly.
You had picked that name months before, the other option was only if Lucille was a boy, then her name would have been, Keaton Robert Hemmings.
After what seemed like hours they brought Lucille back to you and you both sat in bed, admiring her looking around at the new world. Her small blue eyes and tiny nose resembled Luke, but her brown hair, lips, and chubby cheeks resembled you. 
foot steps where heard outside the room and it was opened slowly, revealing the whole crew. The little pink bow gave away the gender, which made Liz and your mum’s eyes to water.
“Guys, meet Lucille Alexis Hemmings, four weeks early, and she’s fully healthy,” You announced.
Lucille looked around at her aunts, uncles, and grandparents before grabbing hold of your pinky finger in her fist, holding it close to her chest.
They all just stared in amazement, not knowing how to react.
“Lucille, meet your grandparents, aunts, and uncles,” Luke speaks softly as he caresses her head softly, avoiding the soft spot.
Ashton was the first to walk up next to Luke and look at her with so much love in his eyes.
“Can I hold her?” He whispers. Not wanting to startle the content baby.
You both nod and hand her over, to Ashton’s shaking hands.
“Hi little one, I’m your uncle Ash,” he tells Lucille, “You scared us all today, but I’m glad you’re here. I’m going to teach you how to stand everybody here,”
He passes her to Calum and his eyes light up when she stares back at him.
“Hey kiddo, I’m you’re uncle Cal, I’m going to teach you all the ropes okay? Our family is kind of hectic, but you’ll fit in well,” He smiles before passing her to Michael.
“I don’t have a cute nickname for you yet because I didn’t know what you’d fit so, hi I’m your uncle Mikey. I’m hopefully going to be the one to give you advice and teach you how to play videos games. God, you’re cuter than I expected. I’ll call you Luce because it’s punk rock, and it fits,” He laughs then passed her to your dad and she goes around ending on Jack, Luke’s brother.
“Hey Lu, I’m your uncle Jack, and your God father. You sure made your big entrance today, scaring all of us. I can tell already you’re going to be spoiled rotten,” He jokes making us all chuckle.
“We love you kid, welcome to the family.”
Lucille is handed back to Luke and she rests on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“We should all go home and let them sleep, they’re probably exhausted,” Liz says and everyone agrees. Your family and Luke’s family leaves, leaving us with the boys.
You look at Luke with Lucille, her head on the small patch of skin showing from his flannel. She was so quiet and happy only at an hour or so old.
“Time to update the fans,” Ash remembers pulling out his phone, having the others pull theirs out too.
“@Calum5sos: Lucille Alexis Hemmings is in the building.”
“@Michael5sos: Luce is here and she’s so fucking tiny.”
“@Ashton5sos: she has arrived! pic,twitter…..”
Luke pulled his out and took a picture of her on his chest, fast asleep.
“@Luke5sos: Daddy’s little girl… pic,twitter….”