its hard to see on my laptop

Min Yoongi, Library Services

Author: @kpopfanfictrash as part of Bangtan University - a series of ongoing one shots with @eradikeats-writes

Creative Content Contributors: @daegusoftboys  (her moodboards for the series are perfection)

Pairing: Reader / Yoongi

Rating: NC-17 (Explicit Sex, Light Voyeurism) 

Word Count: 7,364

Summary: When you accept the the offered research position at Bangtan University, you are well aware of your partner’s prestige. The only problem is - so is he.

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You left, you came back, then you left again. Twice, I had to see you leave. I know life is not a fairy tale but oh, what I wouldn’t do to have you stay for just one more day. I’d sail across the ocean, fight dragons, break my heart along the way, and conquer the world just so you could be mine again. Can’t you see that I love you?

I need your help


Hi everyone! (I’m actually really nervous about this.. but.. here goes nothing..)

I am in need of your help. I’m gonna explain why. One of the reasons is actually very sensitive as I would be risking my family and my own safety if I did so say the sensitive reason why I’m asking for your help. Well, I have a few reasons why I’m doing this. I would be fine with sharing it to any of you if you want to know, just message me. I hope that you’ll read til the end. Please bear with me as this might be a long post. But I’ll try to summarize everything as much as I can. I might not share all the details because as I’ve said, it’s really risky and complicated. 

But I can’t take it anymore, I can’t just keep my mouth shut and let life drag me down as the days go by. It’s really heart-wrenching for me everytime I think about my situation, my family’s situation. This mess we’re in is even tearing our family part bit by bit. My mom and I aren’t in good terms because of this. This “mess” is the root of all the disaster that’s happening in my family right now. Ok, so I’m gonna tell you why I’m asking for your help. I have some plans to help my mom because we’re struggling financially, and by struggling, I mean that we’re really having a hard time financially. It’s actually the reason why I think she’s depressed. I noticed how she’s been irritable and sensitive lately, she’s also a lot more aggressive. I honestly don’t know where it started but I have a feeling that it’s due to our endless problems. 

Then, we had an argument. I talked back because I didn’t like the things she said. Take note : I know she didn’t mean any of the words she said, she was just able to tell us such horrible things because she’s stressed. I know because I’m completely aware of what my family is facing. She said things like how me and my siblings are such nuisances in her life, that we’re such a huge “responsibility”, that she wants to leave us, she threatened to poison us so we’d just die. I have two younger siblings and yes, I’m the eldest. My brother’s 12 while my little sister’s 10. So yeah, I know it sounds crazy and complicated, much like straight from a drama film. I cried, of course, I mean, who wouldn’t? I wasn’t able to contain my anger because I was truly hurt by the things she said, that’s why I was able to talk back. I know it’s wrong, very very wrong, but I’ve apologized. I can’t say that she accepted my apology because now she’s being cold to us. Specially to me. She acts as if I’m invisible. She doesn’t call me by my name, refers to me as ‘it/her’ when she talks about me with my younger siblings. I’m doing all the work at home, woke up very early to cook breakfast because she won’t do it. Me and my brother were even late because like I said, I had to do all the work by myself. It’s really taking a toll on me. And the fact that she’s really mad at me hurts me more.

Just this morning, I almost cried when a friend of mine smiled at me. Yes, it is that hard for me. To see someone smile at me, it’s as if someone lessened my pain somehow. I’m feeling really hopeless that’s why I decided to write this, to you. I am in desperate need of your help. Any amount will be very much appreciated. I will use the money to buy a new laptop for my blog because the laptop I’m currently using is broken, it’s actually a gift and it’s kinda old but It’s about to reach its limit. It might just suddenly break again and I don’t have enough money to have it repaired, (I have created a new blog) and a camera (a cheap or second hand mini dslr camera will do.) I’ve signed up to a blog advertising company and once I earn enough money from blogging or any other online job I could find, I want to make a business to help my mom out. Please, I’m not sharing these details with you to act meek so that you would give me money. I can’t ask help from my friends either because they’re all connected to that one “person” who wants to harm us. My boyfriend is trying his best to help me at the meantime but I don’t want to ask any more help from him like money because my mom doesn’t want to accept it. I’m sharing these details with you to let you know why I need your help. :( But all of our problems have one root, and I can’t tell you that root (unless you message me about it, I’d be okay with sharing it with you) because once I expose it, it’s like I’m calling out to the person who wants to .. I’m sorry, I really can’t say it. I actually thought of making a video about this, to explain everything elaborately (verbally) but I can’t either. Because I really cannot expose myself.  My mom doesn’t know I’m asking for your help, and I don’t have any plans of telling her yet.

If you’d like to send any amount of money, please message me via Twitter or here (on Tumblr) for the Paypal link. I can’t share it on here as well because it contains our location. It’s just really risky. We can’t ask help from anyone in my country because 1.) It could make our problem 10x more complicated and worse. 2.) We are all terrified to death if anyone finds us. 

I will be very grateful to any amount that you’re willing to give. And if it won’t be a bother, could you please reblog this? Thank you so much! <3

When things get better in the future, I will make video about this ^-^

Thank you so much and god bless you. <3


Originally posted by jengkook

Paring: Jungkook x reader
Genre: Fluff, online boyfriend!AU
Word Count: 3.2k

“God, I cannot wait to actually be able to interlock my hand with yours.”

Distance is only a test to see how far love can actually travel. But the distance gets tough when you not only live a whole country away, but your boyfriend is also an idol. Not forgetting to mention, you’ve never met him in person. 

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Change - Part 1 (Caspian x Reader)

Part 2

Word Count: 1215

Warning: None.

Request: Yes.

Summary: Y/N is lost girl in the search of her past who came across Caspian in the middle of forest. Soon she developed feeling for this gentleman but not everyone gets what they want. And Y/N didn’t get the love she wanted. Time has passed and they were in a search of the Lone Islands and soon enough two Pevensies visited them.

The Story:

“Alright, if that’s all, I’m gonna got get some air.” Y/N said as she left the discussion from Caspian’s cabin.

She walked to the deck of the ship. The sea always managed to calm her down. During times of war and stress, she always found a way to go the sea shore and sit in the quiet and peaceful weather.

She sighed and closed her eyes.

Everything is gonna be fine.

She opened her eyes and untied her hair, allowing it to blow in the wind.

“Still didn’t notice me m'lady?”

Y/N looked beside her, and Caspian was stood beside her, leaning over the railing.

“M'lady? Not that honorable. I’m just a lost girl.” She said.

“Every lady deserves respect. And you…you remained my friend since the first time I met Peter.”

Friend. Only friend. “Yeaahhh…I remember that. I wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place.” Y/N sighed.

“I suppose it’s destiny.”

“You believe in that? I still don’t know what I was destined to be.”

“Ofcourse I do. You’re still looking for answers..aren’t you?”

“I never stopped Caspian. You wouldn’t really feel nice to wake up oneday in the middle of the woods with two men fighting with their swords. I don’t remember anything at all. What if I don’t belong here?”

Caspian looked at her, glancing down at her hand on the railing. He slowly put his hand on hers, and said “You will know. You just have to wait for the perfect time.”

She looked at him, smiling. The smile she always kept on her face, inspite of all the problems. “Have been waiting for years now.”

“Don’t lose hope.”

“I’m not. That’s what keeps me going. That’s what keeps me smiling. That’s why I’m still around you.”

Caspian smiled, “And you’re what keeps me motivated. Your will to find answers, how you never give up. I thought…I thought after she was gone, I wouldn’t be able to concentrate and keep my word as a-a King. It-It would be a shame for…someone like me you know.”

Susan. Y/N knew when he talked about her. How dreamy his eyes became, how passionately he talked about her. She wished it was her he was talking about. But, that cannot happen. How could a king like a girl like her? She herself found it amusing only by thinking about it.

Just then the water around the ship started getting a bit violent.

“What’s happening?” Caspian asked alarmed.

“I don’t know, the weather seemed calm and perfectly fine!”

“What-What is happening?!”

“There’s a possibility of that..” Y/N said holding the railings of the ship tight, “ I think….it’s time that the Pevensie’s are here. Aslan did tell us they will come back right?” Y/N said as she went back stumbling, to give orders for the necessary steps required for picking them up. Soon Edmund and Lucy were on board. All three shook hands and clapped one another on the back with great delight. They approached to Y/N, putting forward their hands for a handshake.

“Oh stop all these formalities.” She said as she hugged both of them.

But after a while, the peaceful encounters didn’t really last long. She noticed that along with them, there was also a certain annoying kid. If he wasn’t Edmund’s cousin, Eustace would’ve been killed by now. He was crying much harder than any boy of his age cried, and yelled out, “Let me go. Let me go back. I don’t like it.”

“Let you go?” said Caspian. “But where?”

Eustace rushed to the ship’s side, he was promptly sick.

Y/N sighed and said, “Someone please help this gentleman over here. He seems sick, physically and mentally.”

Edmund and Lucy chuckled at that while Caspian furrowed his eyebrows and said, “That’s not how you should welcome guests.”

“I know. Sorry, I’ll look after their hospitality. Hey! Rynelf,” said Y/N to one of the sailors. “Bring spiced wine for their Majesties. You’ll need something to warm yourselves after that dip.”

As he brought them all the food, they started talking to each other. They explained everything about the Lone Islands to the Pevensies and soon enough, the talk turned to their lives.

“So…Y/N, did you find anything about your..” Edmund said, finishing off his drink.

“Past? No. Not lucky enough.”

“Oh..” He said, “And Caspian, what about you? Did you find anyone…ACHOOO!”

Lucy sneezed next. Y/N was glad that the conversation got over quickly. She wouldn’t be able to bear him say all that over again.

“What a fool I am to keep you all standing here in your wet things,” said Caspian. “Come on below and get changed. I’ll give you up my cabin of course, Edmund, and Y/N, you may show your cabin to Lucy. Lead the way.”

Y/N led Lucy to her cabin, giving her a tour of the ship in the way.

“Well, things between you two doesn’t look too bad.” Lucy stated.

“I know what you’re trying to say but I don’t think that’s gonna happen.” Y/N said.

They walked in a pleasant cabin. It was big enough for the two of them. Not too clean, not too dirty either— few clothes kept on a chair, paintings hung to dry up, some pages hapazardly lying on the bed. Lucy looked around the place and sat down on the bed, turning the pages to look at it.

“You are still writing about all this?”

“Yes. Oneday it’s gonna be read by someone hopefully, ofcourse when I’m finished. When someone will come to seek for answers, this will help a little.”

“Then I expect you still have a diary.”

“Yes. It helps me during my stress.” Y/N said finally picking out an outfit for Lucy.

Lucy got up and took the outfit from her, “And has the contents changed from what I’ve seen before?”

Y/N just laughed and sighed. “Well, this is a boy’s outfit.” Lucy said looking at the clothes.

“Yes. I brought boyish clothes. I don’t think I can jump around wearing those dresses. Deal with it.” She said and left the cabin.

Y/N waited outside and after a while Lucy came out.

“This is comfortable.” She said, smiling.

“I know. It’s Caspian’s.”


“Uhhh…no not like that. I mean I stitched it up for myself back then. Apparently it’s not lady-like but you know what kind of a brat I am. I do what I want.” Y/N laughed walking up to the deck.

Lucy giggled, “If you say so.”

Caspian and Edmund were catching up with each other. They turned towards the girls and Edmund said, “What are you wearing Lucy?”

Caspian sighed and said, “Ofcourse. I should have know what you’re gonna give her.”

“She’s not complaining. She said it was comfortable.” Y/N defended herself.

“Yes it is.” Lucy said.

They sat talking with each other while Y/N gave orders of their lunch.

“You should find someone else Caspian.”

“I know, but I have eyes only for one lady. And it will not change.”

“Change is not always bad.”

Y/N heard their conversation and she decided not to get in. It was worse that Susan was their sister and there’s no point in hating her. But envying her? Perhaps.

“Isn’t it Y/N?” Lucy asked.

“What? I’m sorry I zoned out. You know what guys, I’m gonna take a break now. I have some work to do. Sorry for being rude and all. I know guests should be treated properly but you know what I mean. Sorry.”

“Are you gonna write again?” Lucy asked curiously.

Y/N smiled and said before leaving, “That’s one thing that I can say is mine alone.”

A/N - Part 2 is coming up! Will be late though. My father will lock the laptop and keep it with himself so its hard for me to update. Since it’s the last year of my school and the most crucial year of my life, he doesn’t let me spend much time here. And I do understand because this result will get me going for my career in the future, it’s really important for me. Although I’m shitting my pants just by seeing the syllabus. So yeah, that’s it. I will take a lot of time to update.


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Whispering Wall

Originally posted by hobisu

A/N: As I promised here is the Hoseok fic! It’s also my debut piece on this blog as a new member ^^

This is specially dedicated to the creator of this blog. I wanted to write something for her, to thank her for everything she has done for me. I hope I did you proud Soul Partner! <3

Genre: Fluffy fluff fluff :P

Warning: Mentions drinking

Word count: 3,536 (give or take a few words)

The Whispering wall was a place you frequented to study, even write your papers for school. Being a college student was stressful but somehow this wall made it easy to write. You were always more focused here than anywhere else. Some say this wall was magical, some say it was just a wall full of vandalism.

Other students like you came to confess secrets, let out some stress, write love notes. Every now and then you’d find an actual conversation, replies upon replies. You found it entertaining to read these. Before starting on your astronomy essay, you took out a fine tipped sharpie and wrote on the wall.

“I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.”

You smiled to yourself. ‘Yesterday’ was your favorite Beatles song. It always brought a smile to your face, unlike your class partner Jung Hoseok. He wasn’t a total pest but he did his fair share of teasing and distracting you in class. For the most part you ignored him. You couldn’t risk getting your grade lowered over his actions.

The sound of someone approaching the wall brought you back to the present. They looked sheepishly at you before pulling out a marker of their own to write something. You looked down at your blank paper, trying to think of what to write.

Why do I love astronomy?

Your fingers hovered over the keyboard of your laptop for the slightest second before quickly moving. You had always loved astronomy; it was one of the things in your life that had a deep meaning. All that the skies had to offer were tranquil, but at the same time they could be quite scary. You loved the unknown and mysterious aspects of the galaxies and stars. You found it truly fascinating. You were on such a roll with this essay before being interrupted.

“I see my favorite classmate is working hard, as usual. You’re such a nerd.”
You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. Hoseok sat down on the opposite side of the picnic table.  

“Well its better than leaving everything to the last second like you do. At least I manage to show up on time and take notes.”

He laughed. “Like I said, you’re a nerd.”

Peering over your laptop to glaring at him. “I’m not a nerd for taking my studies seriously,” he deadpan looked at you.


“Whaaat?” you asked while trying to resume your essay.

“You’re a nerd.” he said once more making you irritated.

“If you’ve got nothing better to do, just leave.” you huffed.

“You’re so cute when you’re angry. But I actually did seek you out for a reason.” he claimed.

You sighed and closed your laptop. It was obvious that you weren’t going to get anything done with him sitting in front of you. “What could Jung Hoseok need from a nerd like me?” you asked putting quotations around the word nerd.

“I need you to take notes for me on Thursday. I won’t be in class." He stuck out his bottom lip and batted his eyelashes at you.

"Don’t try to act all cute. It won’t work. And why aren’t you going to be in class that day?” you quizzically eyed him.

“My best friend Yoongi is coming to town and I haven’t seen him in a year.” he seemed sad. “He’s been traveling for his music.” his eyes finally met yours. For the first time ever, you felt that this was the real Hoseok. Someone who wasn’t always so hyper and annoying.

“I suppose,” you started to say when he squeezed your hand to say thank you. “But you owe me,” you narrowed your eyes at him and took your hand from his. You gathered your laptop and notebook from the table getting ready to leave.

You turned to him one last time “Call me nerd one more time and I’m never doing anything for you ever again.” The sound of his laugh growing smaller and smaller as you walked towards your dorm.

“Thank you!” he shouted after you.

After you reached your dorm, you had managed to finish half of your essay. You stood up and stretched, flexing your fingers feeling relief from having sat in the same position for so long. The tired feeling started to seep into your bones. Well no wonder it’s late you thought to yourself as you checked the time. 11:37
pm. You slipped on a hoodie before taking your toiletries to the shared bathrooms. You brushed your teeth and washed your face before heading back to go to sleep for the night. The image of Hoseok gripping your hand and his smile played in your brain, making you grin as you drifted off to sleep.

The week passed rather quickly. You jotted down notes on Thursday’s class for Hoseok. You had finished the essay for your astronomy class, so you turned it in a few days before the deadline. You could practically hear Hoseok calling you a nerd.

You found yourself once again at the Whispering Wall this time to draw in your sketchbook. You loved taking a blank page and turning it into a piece of art. Making the various colors blend in with each other, creating the most beautiful images. You were always told you should major in art but your true love was what the skies contained.

You sharpened your pencil before letting it touch the surface of the page before you. A thought popped into your head. The Wall! You looked over to the spot you had written on; utterly shocked that someone had answered your quote.

“Yesterday love was such an easy game to play.”

You’ve never smiled that hard before as your heart soared. Someone else loved The Beatles!  Finally someone your age showed the same interest in the same music as you. Finally someone with taste!

You grab a sharpie from the pile on the table when someone pulls out one of your earbuds, making you yelp. You didn’t even have to turn around; Hoseok gave himself away with his obnoxious laugh. “Hoseok I swear to-” you turned around and stopped talking. He had someone who you assumed was his friend, with him.

“Swear to what y/n?” he teased. You didn’t want to be rude in front of this stranger so you didn’t say anything back to him.

“Y/n I’d like you to meet Yoongi. My friend that I told you about.” he stated.

“The one who travels for music?” you asked looking at Yoongi. Taking in his mint colored hair, leather jacket that hung off of his frame, even the sleepy look on his face. He reminded you of your roommate; she rarely showed her emotions and always looked like she was tired.

“Yoongi I’d like you to meet y/n” he looked at his friend who smiled at you.

“Ahhh so this is the girl that yo-” Hoseok elbowed him in the side to shut him up. “I mean nice to meet you,” he shook your hand and smirked.

“Likewise Yoongi,” he smiled and tucked his hand into his pocket. “So what’re you guys up to?” you asked as you settled onto the picnic bench.

“Not much just showing him around. Probably dragging him to a party.” he replied.

“Ahhh well I hope you guys have fun.” you told them. And you meant it.

“Woah! You’re actually being nice to me?!” Hoseok exclaimed as he clutched his chest, stumbling back into Yoongi.

You groaned. “Do you always have to ruin my mood?”

“Who? Me?” he asked. “You wound me y/n.” he wiped a fake tear from the corner of his eye. You rolled your eyes at him, making Yoongi laugh at the exchange between you two.

“It was nice meeting you Yoongi.” you plugged your ear buds in and motioned for Hoseok to scram. Yoongi nodded at you before they turned to walk away.
You smiled to yourself. He knew how to get under your skin. You absolutely hated it but only acted this way with him.

Your attention returned to your sketchbook. You let the music take you away. After a while a familiar face with gorgeous eyes and a set of full lips developed on the page. You hadn’t realized you were drawing Hoseok. Was it possible you were crushing on him? No. No way. You slammed your sketchbook closed trying to shake the feelings. You returned your supplies to your backpack, all except for one sharpie.

“Now I need a place to hide away. Oh, I believe in yesterday.” you wrote in your signature loopy handwriting.

The person who replied had fairly sloppy but readable handwriting. It had to belong to a guy. You contemplated who this other person could be. There were so many students on campus, the possibilities were endless. Sighing to yourself you decided to go back to your room.

You were surprised to see you roommate awake. “Wow you’re actually awake?” you didn’t mean for it to sound so sarcastic.

“I know I’m surprised myself. I got invited to a party. Wanna go? I know it’s not either of our scenes but I don’t want to go alone.” you were honestly shocked.

“But you never want to go out.” You stated.

"Yeah tell me about it. But I feel like free booze tonight.” she shrugged as you laughed. “I’m leaving in a half hour if you wanna go.”

“Well it wouldn’t hurt…” you say more to yourself than to her.

She mumbled a ‘cool’ before slipping out of the room to head down the hall for the bathroom. You looked through her wardrobe after deciding that your clothes were too boring.

By the time your roommate returned you still hadn’t decided what to wear.
“Move, I got this.” she nudged you out of the way to rummage through her clothes. Meanwhile you quickly applied light make up. “Here,” she shoved a pair of high waisted denim shorts, a plain white tank top, and a flannel shirt into your arms. “It’s not a formal event. Plus it usually gets really hot at these things with all the bodies packed into a tiny space.” You quickly dressed pairing the outfit with a pair of black converse. Your roommate opted for a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and a t shirt with some obscure band on the front.

“Ready?” She asked after she laced up her boots.

“As I’ll ever be.” you replied.

You walked arm in arm with your roommate to the frat house. The faint sounds of music grew louder and louder with each step you took towards the party. Excitement coursed through your body. Even your roommate seemed excited to be there, it was such a change for her usual attitude. You liked it.

Upon approaching the front steps she dropped your arm only to grab your hand, pulling you through the entryway and through the lingering people by the door. Once inside you assessed your surroundings.

“Let’s get a drink!” your roommate shouted over the music and you gave her a thumb up. You followed her into the kitchen, only to find Hoseok and Yoongi leaning against the counters.

“Y/n? What’re you doing here?” Hoseok questioned as his eyes looked you up and down.

“My roommate invited me.” you answered as she handed you a plastic cup filled with foul smelling liquid.

“Cheers” she said as she touched her cup to yours. She downed it before you even brought it up to your lips.

“My kind of woman,” Yoongi spoke with a smirk on his face. You laughed to yourself knowing he would like her.

The four of you chatted in the kitchen for a little while before someone from your English class pulled Hoseok away. “Namjoon needs to speak to me. You good Yoongi?” he asked.

Yoongi eyed your roommate up and down while licking his lips. “Yeah I’m good Jhope.”  Jhope?

You stood there and watched them shamelessly flirt in between sips of alcohol. You refilled your cup with a mixed drink and wandered off. It wasn’t long before you found a familiar face surrounded by a small group of people.

“Y/n! Come sit with me!” Seokjin exclaimed. He patted the only other empty spot on the couch. You’ve known him since your freshman year at the University.

“Hey Jin!” you said as you sat down next to him. “How are you? It’s been a while since we’ve talked.”

“I’ve been good. I made the Dean’s list this year.” he beamed with pride.

“Congratulations! I’m happy for you!” you told him nudging his shoulder. “You were always the smartest one in class. With the lamest jokes!” you giggled feeling the alcohol working.

“What do you mean? My jokes are legendary! ” Jin scoffed at you while simultaneously putting his arm around your shoulders.

“I didn’t know dad jokes were funny” you retorted.

“What do you call bears with no ears?” he asked trying to hold his laughter.

You groaned at the opening of the joke. “I dunno, what?” you asked as you took a sip of your beer.

“B!” he answered laughing. It was his windshield wiping laugh that made you cackle. Not the joke.

“That was,” you paused as he looked at you. “So, so stupid!” you laughed as you swatted his knee. “I’ve got a better one.”

Jin cocked and eyebrow at you. “I don’t think so y/n, I am the king of jokes!” the people surrounding you guys laughed along with him.

“Did you hear about the restaurant on the moon?” you replied knowing he was going to find it hilarious. He shook his head and took a sip from the dark glass bottle he held. “Great food! No atmosphere!” He spat his drink out, nearly choking on it. “Oh gosh are you okay?!” you pat his back as he recovered from the coughing fit. His face was tomato red when he looked at you.

“That was a good one!” he said once he calmed down.

This game of telling jokes went on for a good hour or so when you hear Hoseok call out for you.“Y/n?” you looked up to see him looking at Jin’s arm which was still around you. “Have you seen Yoongi?”

You got up and said your goodbyes to Jin and promised to hang out again soon.

“Last I saw him; he was in the kitchen with y/rm/n. They were getting pretty cozy with each other.” he laughed. “Why is that funny?” you asked as you led him to the kitchen.

“I’ve never seen him this way. Normally he’s closed off to people” now it was your turn to laugh.

“Funny cause so is she.” you snorted. As soon as you turned the corner you both made sounds of disgust. They were all hands and lips.

“Ew guys get a room,” Hoseok spat. The two broke apart with big grins on their faces.

“You interrupted. For what?” Yoongi glared at the two of you.

“Food? I’m starving. Let’s go.” he said not caring that he was interrupting them.

Yoongi leaned back into y/rm/n and whispered something into her ear which made her scoff. “Yeah right D boy.” she replied and he smirked. “Are you ladies going to join us?” Yoongi asked.

On cue your stomach growled. “Whelp I guess that answers for me.” you said patting your stomach. You turned to Hoseok. “Where to Jhope?” both you and Yoongi snickered at that name.

“Watch it y/n” he warned, but the look on his face conveyed that he didn’t care. “Only my Soul Partner can call me that,” he said and gave Yoongi a fist bump. “How about the diner right outside of campus?”

“Food is food,” both y/rm/n and Yoongi said at once, they burst out in laughter.

“Well that’s creepy,” the sound of Hoseok’s voice saying the same thing as you made your eyes go wide. “Can we stop with all this weird shit and go?” he said amused. 

The four of you left the party and went to go refuel and sober up. Two am quickly approached as you guys left the diner feeling full. You were surprised that you actually had so much in common with Hoseok. Yoongi told stories from their younger days. He wasn’t as bad as you thought, it just so happened that his hyper personality got in the way of getting to know the real him. He was actually a pretty sweet guy.

You and Hoseok walked together talking while the other two fell behind laughing and goofing around. “Is anything going on between you and that one guy from the party?” he questioned you.

“You mean Seokjin?” he nodded his head. “No. We’ve been friends since freshman year. That’s it.” you glanced at his profile. “Why do you ask?”

He shrugged. “Just wondering.” You noticed a smile form on his lips. You never noticed that he had dimples; dimples that you wanted to reach out and touch. “So, Yoongi leaves in a few days. Would you mind taking notes for me again?” you were approaching the university.

“Sure. But you still -” you went to say but never got to finish.

“Yeah I know I still owe you from last time. Maybe you can let me take you out on a date?” he made it sound more like a question than a statement. “I mean that’s only if you want.” he playfully tugged on the sleeve of the borrowed flannel shirt. His hand met with yours, fingers slowly intertwining with yours. The warmth of his hand sent shivers down your spine.

“A date? With Jung Hoseok? Gee I wonder why I would want to partake in that.” you felt him squeeze your hand. “But I guess. I mean you do owe me.”

“That I do,” he flashed a brighter than sunshine smile at you.

Without realizing where your feet were taking you, you both ended up at the Whispering Wall. You pulled him over to the spot you checked almost daily.
“What are we doing here?” he asked as you let go of his hand.

“I wanted to see if anyone replied to what I wrote,” not bothering to look at him as you answered. “Apparently not.” you sighed. You turned around to see him eyeing you skeptically. “You see, I wrote a line from my favorite Beatles song on here. I wasn’t expecting anyone to answer, but someone did.” he nodded, urging you to go on. “They replied with the next lines. I did the same, I was hoping they would have replied by now but they haven’t.” you frowned.

“I’m sure they will soon y/n.” he said as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans and looked towards the ground. Why is he suddenly being shy?

You opened your mouth to say something but someone beat you to it. “JHOOOOOOOOOOPE!” Yoongi startled you both. It had slipped your mind that you weren’t alone. In the lights of the lamps that dimly lit the area, you could see the hickeys that y/rm/n and Yoongi had given each other while you and Hoseok were alone.

“What do you want Yoongs?” he groaned at the loudness of his friend.

“Thank you for introducing me to her. She’s fucking amazing man.” you all laughed at his outburst. “I’m telling you she’s my soul mate. Your my soul partner but she’s my soul mate.” Yoongi claimed as he snaked an arm around y/rm/n’s waist.

You looked at each other rolling your eyes as the two of them started making out again. “I’ll walk you to your dorm room,” he offered. You took his hand in yours and led the way.

He walked you right up to your door. “Hey that reminds me, what’s your number?” you eyed him. “I mean how am I supposed to take you on a date if I don’t have your number?” he smirked.

“Valid.” You told him your number as the other two caught up with you guys.

“So I’ll see you in class on Tuesday?” he said and surprised you by giving you a hug.

“See you Tuesday Hoseok.” A squeal from y/rm/n broke you two apart. Yoongi smacked her ass. “Those two I swear,” you shook your head.

“Good night Agust Dick” she said and walked into the shared room.

“Good night Y/n,” Hoseok spoke, barely above a whisper moving closer. He kissed your cheek softly, making heat rise to that very spot.

“Good night Jhoooope,” which earned you a laugh from him. “It was nice meeting you Yoongi, ” you waved to him and he nodded in response.

You closed the door and leaned against it. Your roommate had already undressed and was mostly asleep. “See it doesn’t hurt to go out and have fun.” she said before letting out a big yawn.

“No, no it doesn’t.” you said as you got into your pajamas. Your phone buzzed as you slid beneath the blankets of your bed. It was a text from an unknown number.

“Why she had to go, I don’t know, she wouldn’t say.
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.” You’re not
the only one with good taste in music you nerd ;)

It was Hoseok this whole time. You smiled to yourself in the dark before you drifted off to sleep.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Its so cheesy I but I hope you liked it!! I hope I was able to make my Soul Partner proud! <3 And a special thanks to @jeylovestoblog who helped me come up with the plot for this story!

Watch_Me (Wrench x Reader) [1]

Originally posted by greyingwardens

//I have a thought. Just a thought: Assassin!Reader x Wrench.

“Okay that’s enough,” I said as I jumped from the roof to another one. The hard drive I stole from Blume were safe in my bag, all I had to do is to reach back into the hideout, destroy any bugs and retrieve the data.

What I didn’t know is that Blume had sent Fixers to kill me. What they didn’t know that I am a trained Assassin, a skilled killer and the master of stealth but this Fixers are annoying as hell. “Welp, time do it in the old fashion way.” I mumbled as I landed safely in a dark alleyway. I hang up and make my way to hiding spot.

“Where’s that bitch?!” A Fixer shouted. I could hear two more footsteps. Hm, just five of them. This will be a quick one. I thought as my brain build a battle plan.

I whistled, to take one of the Fixer to come to me. And he did, I make a cover assassination. Four more to go. I climb the nearby ladder to make an air one. Two in one assassination. After that, I drag the bodies to a hiding spot. Hidden from the other two. The other two were closed like a pack of wolves.

Remember the animus. Remember your ancestor. Remember their ways. I take a deep breath before running out from my spot and did a quick slice at the first one and the second one, and stab with the hidden blade, to the neck.

Once I loot the bodies, I throw them in the trash can, making them hidden from the public. I laughed silently as I hack the cameras, hiding my scene from ctOS and Blume.

I checked my bag when I climbed the roof once more. The hard drive was safe. I sighed for a relief. “Thank god,” I dialed in the number and wait for the caller to answer.

“Oh look, its (name),” Shaun sarcastically greeted me. “How’s the party? Boring?”

“Yes, yes it was,” I reply back with my own tone. “It was lovely, they had a tea party. Too bad you weren’t invited.”

“Oh, ha ha,” I can imagine, Rebecca, hiding her laughter upon seeing Shaun’s reaction to my own remarks. “Now then, let’s get to business.”

I sat down at the roof, pulling out my laptop and place the hard drive in. While I did what Shaun said, typing incoherent things on the screen.

“Is it complete?” I took a sipped from my flask. It took a few hours to let the hard drive to open up, the firewall were tough but that did not stop me to break it and replace it with my own firewall.

“Almost there…” I heard Shaun sipping his tea.

“How’s San Fran doing for you?” Rebecca asked. I was sitting at the edge of the building, watching the sun, rising. Its light emits a golden glow, radiating the city. Making it to look like it as an angel.

I shifted my leg. It was getting numb. “So far, so good. If you minus the Fixers, cameras and Dedsec..” I watched another of Dedsec videos, at the screen, spreading their words to the citizen.

“Y’know, if only Dedsec knew…” I muttered. “We could invite them to join us, hack Abstergo, exploiting their dark secrets, learning their plans, knowing who and where the Templars at…”

My laptop rang, signaling that the data transfer have been completed. “I got it!” Shaun exclaimed. “Thanks (name), we will contact you if we need anything from San Francisco.”

“Your welcome,” I destroy the hard drive with a stomp of my foot and don’t forget, to burn it. With one last look at the burnt device, I stuff my bag and make my way down to a nearby cafe. Ordering a cup of hot mocha and a tuna sandwich, I check my other phone for some news of anything interesting.

San Fran is boring without any drama from Dedsec. The way they get information and release it to the world, is interesting. Better than us, hiding away. I scrolled away, reading the news. “Hmm…” I sipped the beverage, letting the caffeine to work its magic to my tired mind. 

I took out my novel and started to read where I left off. Only to know that my sunlight were blocked by someone. “Hey!” I looked up, glaring at the person who dare to disturb my reading time. 

My glare drop when I scanned the figure. “Oh, hey…” 

…should I continue 

[part 2 is up]

I also got this lap tray..just really for the sake of drawing in bed cause thats like 80% the reason some nights i Dont draw. I rly like it so far, only prob is my laptops so dang small/far away its hard to see. But hey i have somewhere to put my stickers now : )

To celebrate 1000+ followers, I did another comic!  Its based on this quote!  I am quite happy with how this came out it was hard drawing 月 haha!  Well anyways I hope you enjoy this comic!  See more quotes here   

Btw I write Syaoran’s name as Xiao Lang (小狼)cause I’m Chinese and I prefer to do so, so I hope you don’t mind.

And the anatomy looks so off here I was in a rush to finish this cause my mum took the laptop charger (mine broke months ago) and I had to finish this before the computer died haha
rip anyone who has notifications on for my blog

since Tiny Kitty broke the Good Laptop, i’ve been stuck with mobile + slow old laptop and on this slow, old laptop tumblr just Does Not and i can only have 1 tab open at a time or else the internet just crashes…and on mobile its hard to find ref posts and reply to asks since you can’t see the whole thing, etc. etc. so i’ve just been stuffing things in my drafts box! :D so while my hubs is at work (he games a lot when he gets home and this is his big fancy gaming computer~), i’m going through this giant pile of like 40 or so drafts :)

dear @mtv

teen wolf’s lighting is really, really bad. dude, its like the worst lighting i’ve ever seen (if you can call that lighting, damn its really dark i can barely see their faces). i am having a hard time watching it, and giffing it, apparently. please fix it?


a teen wolf fan

Me: *Has been on hiatus for the past year but in that time has also managed to: 

a) accomplish a good academic standing in college 

b) is active volunteering in my local animal shelter 

c) finally found a job (after being unemployed for over a year) 

d) actually going out of the house on a day to day basis (mostly) to exercise instead of stewing inside my home for almost half the day hunching over my laptop 

e) and overall achieving a generally stable and healthy point in my life where I can confidently say to myself that I have control over my adult life*

Also Me: *thinks it’s a good idea to come back despite seeing enough discourse and wank still consuming Tumblr and all its fandoms to send me spiraling back into that dark abyss that I worked hard to get out of* 

How the Seasonelle boys react to MC collapsing from being overworked ~ OTBS Request

I didn’t realise it, but I received this request from four lovely anon’s! How the Seasonelle boys react when MC is overworked and ends up fainting/collapsing…

Time for some fluff with the Seasonelle team!


Minato - It was no secret that Seasonelle was Shiki publishing’s busiest department. While it was deemed a great honour to be selected for Seasonelle’s department, it wasn’t without it’s hard work.
With a highly anticipated article being left to you, you had been pulling a lot of overtime at the office to perfect it.
Even though Minato respected the effort you were putting into your work; he couldn’t help but feel somewhat concerned about how much you were pushing yourself.
After pulling a second all nighter within a few days; you were finally getting a little rest as the sun began to shine into Seasonelle’s offices.
As Minato walked into the office to find you sleeping at your desk, he couldn’t help but think you would be aching from the uncomfortable position as he approached you.
Having come in early, Minato gently knelt down by your desk and for a few moments, watched you sleep.
As you began to stir, you smiled softly as you made out Minato’s face.
‘Mm…Morning,’ you sighed, stretching your aching muscles as Minato brushed a hand through your hair.
It’s okay…I came in early. No one else is here yet,’ Minato responded calmly, though he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of concern as he took in your pale features.
‘How much have you slept?’
‘Mm…a couple of hours…not much.’
Though it was clear that Minato wanted to say more; Akiyoshi arrived at the office before your boyfriend could express his thoughts.
Settling for a subtle pat on the head as he set down a bag beside you, you realised that he had brought you some breakfast.
After reviewing your article later that morning, you were overwhelmed with happiness at the praise you received from Akiyoshi.
‘This is excellent,’ Akiyoshi beamed.
‘Thank you Chief!’ you responded brightly, feeling your shoulders slump as you realised just how tense you must have been up until that point.
After pointing out a couple of minor adjustments to be made, Akiyoshi encouraged you to take the rest of the day off and catch up on some sleep.
Thanking him; you had headed back to your desk with the amendments, quickly altering what was suggested and sending it to print.
‘Going home?’ Shusei asked with a smile.
‘Yeah,’ you responded, pushing a hand through your hair as you reached for your handbag.
‘That was some compliment the Chief gave you,’ Tsumugu remarked, appearing from behind you.
‘Tsum-Tsum’s right. It’s been a long time since I heard the growler praise an article like that,’ Shusei agreed.
While you did feel proud of your achievement, you couldn’t shake the unease that seemed to wash over you.
Trying to reassure yourself that you would be fine once you rested up a little; you gathered your belongings just as your email pinged.
Though as you became aware of Akiyoshi’s voice calling your name, you felt as though your vision was becoming hazy as you tried to straighten up.
Shaking your head slightly as you tried to make sense of who was talking to you, Minato paled as you staggered slightly, getting to his feet just as your legs gave way.
Lurching forwards, Minato managed to catch you just before you could hit your head on your desk as you collapsed in his arms.
You weren’t sure how long you were out for. You were vaguely aware of Minato’s voice calling your name. But it seemed to be so distant.
As you gradually drew back into consciousness, your eyes opened weakly to find the hazy faces of the Seasonelle team around you.
‘She’s coming around…’
‘Kaoru, get her some water,’
‘Yes Chief.’
Becoming aware of the footsteps around you, you guessed it must have been Kaoru as you realised that you weren’t hurting anywhere. That was when you heard Minato’s voice again.
Trying to sit up as your vision cleared, Minato gently supported you, urging you not to push yourself as he and Shusei helped you to sit on a nearby chair.
‘Are you alright?’
‘I’m okay…I don’t know what happened…My vision just started to black out all of a sudden…’
‘You’ve overworked yourself,’ Minato remarked in concern, not moving from his spot before you, his hands on yours as you looked up to the worried expressions of your colleagues.
‘I’m okay, really. I just need a moment…’
‘Chief, I want to take her home,’ Minato cut in as Kaoru handed you a glass of water, ensuring that you had the strength to hold it before stepping back.
‘Take one of the company cars,’ Akiyoshi agreed. ‘Make sure she gets home safely.’
‘I’m sorry Chief…I don’t want to inconvenience anyone…’
‘You’re not an inconvenience. I think we can all attest to being protective of you’ Akiyoshi responded, as the others voiced their agreement.
While you still felt a little uneasy as you tried to stand, you were grateful for Minato’s support as he kept an arm around your waist. Although he insisted that he just didn’t want you hitting your head if you collapsed again, you knew how much he must have been worried about you.
Once you were out of the office and in the company carpark, Minato didn’t hesitate to take you into his arms.
‘I’ll take care of you when I get home tonight…so don’t go scaring me like that again…okay?’
Gripping onto him tightly, you nodded as you buried your head in your boyfriends chest, feeling safe as he held you close.
True to his word; Minato was very attentive of you that day and for several days after, even though you insisted you were fine. Though deep down, it warmed your heart.

Shusei - Handing some archive files to Kaoru as you walked briskly into the office, you had hardly a chance to say hello to the others before you were due to go and conduct another interview.
Life was busy as ever at Seasonelle and with a few new features being added to the magazine, everyone was busy on assignment.
Though that never stopped Shusei from making little gestures here and there. He never let you go a single day without expressing his love for you, even at work. Though of course; with your relationship still a secret, Shusei had to be creative in his displays of affection.
Passing Shusei in the hallway as he headed back to Seasonelle, he offered you his ever-dazzling smile as he adjusted his tie slightly.
‘Yep. I’m hoping I’ll be back at the office by six,’ you responded, your voice giving away some of your tiredness as Shusei seemed to remember something.
‘Oh! Could I ask you to drop this file into the photographers department for them to review?’ he asked.
‘Sure,’ you nodded, taking the offered file and placing it on top of your notes.
‘Thanks! Well try not to push yourself, okay?’ he responded, offering you a final kind smile as he carried on down the corridor.
Glancing down at the file, that was when you saw the sticky note attached to the top, wishing you a good afternoon and reminding you to take care of yourself.
Looking over your shoulder, you found Shusei glancing back at you, a warm smile on his face as you smiled back.
It was moments like that which always reminded you how lucky you were.
Reminding yourself that that you still had an interview to do, you quickly pulled yourself together as you hid the note amongst your work and headed out.
After getting back later than expected, you let out a small sigh as you entered the Seasonelle office.
It had been a busy few days at the office and you couldn’t help but feel that all the overtime was starting to take its toll.
As you looked at another busy night, you couldn’t help but wish that Shusei was there as you sat down wearily at your desk.
Booting up your laptop, you set to work, trying to keep your usual positive attitude in check as you worked hard on your article.
Hearing your name, you looked up in surprise to see Akiyoshi leaving his office.
‘I didn’t think anyone else was still here,’ he remarked.
'Yeah; my interview ran on longer than I expected, but I got some great material. So I wanted to make a start on it tonight.’
'You’re always working so hard,’ Akiyoshi returned with a light smile.
‘Thanks Chief, I’ll see you in the morning.’
‘See you,’ he smiled, leaving you in the office with a renewed sense of determination as you set back on your article.
Before you knew it, hours had passed and as you felt yourself getting a slight headache, you suddenly wondered when the last time was that you’d had a drink.
With your head pounding, almost in response to your own question, you decided that you needed to take a break and got up to go and make a drink.
Though as you started to cross the room, you felt as though your head was starting to spin as you gripped onto the edge of Chiaki’s desk for support.
After taking a moment to steady yourself, you realised that your temperature seemed to be rising as you took a deep breath.
Trying again to get to the break room in order to get a glass of water or something, anything, you felt as though all strength left your legs as you slumped down onto the floor, hearing someone calling your name as everything went dark.
As you began to come around; you were aware of a pleasantly cool breeze touching your cheeks.
Opening your eyes weakly, you were aware that you were leaning against something warm and soft.
Hearing your name again, you managed to look up to see Shusei looking at you, his face stricken with worry.
‘Shu-sei…’ you murmured.
‘Hey, you’re awake…I was so worried,’ Shusei remarked, exhaling a sigh as he held you gently against his chest.
‘I brought you up to the roof…you felt as though you were burning up,’ Shusei explained as you realised that he was still in his work suit.
‘I thought you’d gone home…’
‘No, I was out at a last minute interview. I knew you weren’t home either because you would have text me. When I got back to the office and saw you collapse, I…’
Trailing off, Shusei fell silent for a few moments and simply hugged you a little tighter, making you feel guilty as he encouraged you to take a drink of the water he had brought you.
‘I’m sorry Shusei…’
‘Huh? Why are you saying sorry?’
‘Because you’re always telling me not to overdo it and push myself too hard and that’s exactly what I did. Because of that I worried you…I can’t even imagine how I would feel if I saw you collapse…I’m really sorry.’
Feeling a little tearful, you tried to blink back the tears as Shusei turned you to face him and lightly kissed away your tears.
‘You have nothing to apologise for. Of course I was worried…but you’re okay. That’s all that matters,’ he responded with a kind smile, leaning his forehead against yours.
‘I was just glad I was the only one in. I think I’d have made our relationship a dead giveaway if anyone else was there,’ he added, making you giggle softly.
‘I’m so grateful you were here Shusei…’
‘I love you,’ he murmured, kissing you softly as you leaned on him.
‘I love you too…’
Insisting on taking you home, Shusei made sure to take care of you and watched over you in work for the next several days. He had been so worried about you that first night; he had hardly slept. But it was worth it to make sure you were okay…

Tsumugu - Taking a sip on a rapidly cooling cup of coffee, you let out a small sigh as you ran a hand down the back of your neck.
You really did feel as though you were aching a lot lately. As you tried to adjust your position, hoping that it might do something to alleviate the pain in your muscles, you scanned over your article.
‘It’s not like you to look so stressed…’
Looking up to see Shusei glancing over to you with a kind smile, you shook your head as you leant back in your chair.
‘I just want to make this article the best it can be. Though I’m pretty sure I’ve seen more of my computer screen lately than anything else.’
‘Yeah I get that, well, I’m sure it’ll be a great article when you’re finished. Just keep doing your best.’
As Shusei went out to take care of something in another department, the office was unusually quiet as you realised that you were just listening to the sound of your fingertips dancing across the keys.
It was only when you saw a figure in your peripheral vision that you suddenly noticed a bottle of strawberry milk being put down by your side.
‘Oh, Tsumugu,’ you remarked, looking up to him with a warm smile as he glanced down at you with kind eyes.
‘I thought you might need a little something to keep you hydrated,’ he remarked gently, also putting a small bag beside it, before looking over at your article.
‘Not bad, you’re really improving with your presentation.’
Though he didn’t say a lot, it was clear from his expression that he was proud of you as he discreetly placed a hand on your shoulder.
Once he had returned to his desk, you opened up the bag he had left you to find some fresh strawberries inside.
Smiling warmly at his thoughtfulness, you had one or two before putting them away for a later break. There was no way you were sharing those strawberries with anyone else…well…except maybe one person.
Though as you looked over to Tsumugu’s desk, you were all but certain that he was blushing as he glanced back to his screen.
Giggling at his awkward nature, you suddenly felt a little more energised as you went back to work.
As the day wore into the evening; you were close to finishing up your article, having gotten the thumbs up from Akiyoshi.
Having been asked to add a little more detail on a particular case that was relevant to your article, Akiyoshi had told you that their would be files on it in the archives if you needed them.
Though when the others left work to head to Jinbuono, you had decided to decline the offer to join them for drinks.
‘You sure?’ Kaoru asked in surprise.
‘Yeah, I really want to get this article finished, besides, I’m pretty tired, so I’ll probably just get an early night when I’m finished up here.’
‘It’s a shame that you won’t be joining us,’ Chiaki remarked.
‘You’ll definitely have to come along next time! No exceptions! As your boss I will insist you take some time out,’ Akiyoshi added with a grin.
‘Okay! Okay, I promise,’ you laughed, holding your hands up as they finally turned to Tsumugu.
‘Tsumie! You coming with us?’ Minato grinned.
‘No thank you. I also have some work that I want to catch up on. If I finish up soon, I’ll catch up with you,’ Tsumugu responded, though you knew all too well that if you weren’t there, Tsumugu certainly wouldn’t go.
After a little more banter between the guys, they all finally headed out, leaving you both alone in the office.
‘Finally…nice to have a bit of peace an’ quiet around here ain’t it?’ Tsumugu remarked with a sigh as you were both finally left alone, allowing his natural Kansai accent to come through.
‘It is,’ you agreed. ‘Though I have to admit, I find it a bit eerie in here if I’m by myself after hours…I’m glad you’re here with me,’ you smiled, seeing Tsumugu blush as he averted his gaze.
‘Talkin’ like that in the office…awfully bold…what am I s’posed to do bout that now?’
Deciding to go and get the files you needed from the archives, you asked Tsumugu if he wanted anything from the vending machines.
‘Well…if yer offerin’ I wouldn’t say no to some strawberry milk,’ he grinned.
Shaking your head as you got up to head out of Seasonelle, you suddenly went a little dizzy, bracing yourself against the desk as Tsumugu looked up in concern.
‘You okay?’
‘Yeah, I’m fine. I just stood up too fast,’ you responded, trying to shrug it off as you headed out of the office, not wanting to worry your boyfriend.
Thinking that you’d been feeling a little off-colour during the past few hours, you wondered if perhaps you had been working too hard lately.
Though as you assured yourself that you would take it easy once this article was finished, you went into the archives to find the papers you needed.
Realising the box you wanted was on a high shelf, you reached up for it, though the motion sent you dizzy again.
Staggering backwards as you tried to steady yourself, the dizziness didn’t pass as you almost fell into the next shelf.
You vaguely remembered hearing a crash and feeling a pain in your ankle, just as everything went black.
‘…wake up…come on…why you always gotta be so difficult about leanin’ on people, huh?’
‘…please, wake up…’
As your eyes began to open weakly, you could make out the sheer relief in Tsumugu’s expression as he held you in his arms.
‘Hey, there ya go, c’mon now, keep those eyes open for me. How do ya feel?’
‘Um…a little fuzzy. I went really dizzy when I was reaching for some files and I must have just passed out here…’
‘I got worried when you’d been gone for so long. Took years off my life today findin’ ya unconscious like that…’
Feeling the warmth of his fingertips as he brushed your hair aside, you offered him a weak smile as you tried to insist you were okay.
‘Yer not okay! You’re anythin’ but freakin’ okay!’ Tsumugu insisted, raising his voice as he realised himself just how much it had scared him to see you that way.
‘I’m sorry Tsumugu…’ you responded, dropping your gaze as your voice became meek.
‘Don’t be sayin’ sorry like that…I’m not mad at you…I’m mad at myself for not realisin’ that you weren’t okay.’
‘Yeah but after everything that happened with Sazuku…I should have taken better care of myself…I love you Tsumugu,’ you breathed, wrapping your arms around him as he held you close.
While he would never have admitted it, Tsumugu couldn’t hide the fact that he was feeling emotional at your words.
You were the most precious person in the world to him.
He couldn’t even begin to express how important you were to him, even as he picked you up in his arms and held you close, much to your surprise.
‘It’s late…no one’s gonna see us and I couldn’t care if they did. You’re my girl an’ I’m gonna take care of you.’
How could you argue with that when he was being so loving?
Taking you home, Tsumugu had done everything he could think of to help you relax.
By the time you had settled in bed, you felt as though you would drift off instantly in the warmth of Tsumugu’s arms.
‘Thank you…’ you breathed softly, nestling your head against his chest and missing the blush on his face.

Kaoru - ‘Tomorrow afternoon? Yes, that’s fine,’ you remarked, making notes as you talked with an author that you were doing a piece on.
Hanging up the phone after a few more minutes, you were compiling notes while making another few phone calls as the other Seasonelle members took note of how hard you were working.
‘Geez…when she starts she’s like an unstoppable force,’ Minato remarked, clearly impressed.
‘Well everyone who gets hired for Seasonelle is gifted as a writer and editor. It makes sense that we all have our strengths,’ Shusei responded with a smile.
‘That’s true. You never know, maybe she’ll set an example to the rest of you,’ Akiyoshi growled, sending your colleagues scurrying back to their desks.
Upon getting up to head out for another interview, Kaoru just caught you as you were leaving the office.
‘Have you taken a break today?’ he asked, looking a little concerned at your pale features.
‘Um…not yet this afternoon. I’ll take one as soon as I get back though,’ you assured him, offering him a kind smile, though it did little to appease your boyfriend as you rushed out of Shiki to your interview.
Kaoru knew that you were a tough woman, but he couldn’t help his worries. You had been putting in a lot of overtime recently and seemed to be getting less sleep when you were actually at home.
He knew you wanted to impress with your newest article and you would always give it your all, but Kaoru still wanted you to take care of yourself.
While your interview went well; you had started to feel a little lethargic towards the end, though you thankfully masked it well.
Getting back a little later, you passed Chiaki in the corridor, though you were distracted from your notes as you looked up to him.
‘Is something the matter?’
‘Are you feeling alright? You look a little pale,’ Chiaki remarked, showing some signs of concern as you shook your head.
‘I’m fine, I’ve just hardly stopped today. I’ll be alright,’ you responded, though as you continued back into the office, you missed the unease in Chiaki’s expression.
‘You’ve got a call waiting,’ Shusei remarked as you headed back into Seasonelle.
‘Oh! Thank you,’ you responded, taking the phone from his hand and dealing with the caller as you handed a draft to Akiyoshi.
‘Yes, yes okay, thank you for calling,’ you remarked, putting the phone down and turning around to Minato’s voice.
‘Hey, I got those files you were asking for.’
‘Thank you,’ you smiled appreciatively, though as you took the files he was handing to you, you couldn’t help but be aware of the light-headedness that came over you.
Returning to your desk to put everything down, you began to think that perhaps you should take a break as you looked over to Kaoru’s desk.
Thinking perhaps he was up on the roof taking a break himself; you were overwhelmed with light-headedness and a sense of a dread.
You needed to sit down in the fresh air and you needed it now.
Heading straight for the exit to the office, you could hear your name being called, but as you caught sight of Kaoru, your vision began to blur as you struggled to put one foot in front of the other.
Seeing how ghostly white you were, Kaoru knew in an instant that something was very wrong.
Though as he called out to you; you were already falling, losing consciousness as Kaoru managed to break your fall.
It was as though everything had stopped in that moment.
Kaoru didn’t care if it exposed your relationship, he wasn’t going to let you go. He’d been so worried that you were overworked and his fears had been confirmed.
‘You’re okay,’ Kaoru remarked, though his voice was strained as he gently lifted you up in his arms as Minato fetched you a chair while Shusei got you some water and Akiyoshi spoke to you.
‘You didn’t say you were feeling unwell…’ Akiyoshi remarked in concern.
‘I thought I was alright…I thought I just needed some fresh air…’ you breathed, though you still seemed a little unsteady as Kaoru carefully set you down.
Taking a sip of the water that Shusei brought you, you took a few deep breaths as you realised just how poorly you had been taking care of yourself.
‘Maybe you should take the rest of the afternoon off and go rest? Your article is fine, it just needs a couple of alterations which can be taken care of tomorrow. You’re still well ahead of your deadline.’
‘But I-’
‘I’ll see her home safely. I don’t want her to go alone,’ Kaoru spoke up, surprising you as you glanced to him. Though his eyes were unwavering as his hand lightly gripped your arm in a comforting manner.
‘That might be for the best. I’d be worried about letting you go alone in case you feel faint again. One of us should be there,’ Shusei agreed.
‘Then it settles it. So don’t worry. Just focus on getting better so that you can come back tomorrow. After all, what would we do without our sole female editor? Kaoru, I’ll leave it to you to see her home.’
Smiling softly at Akiyoshi’s kind words, Kaoru escorted you from the office once you felt able to leave, his arm never leaving your waist as if he was afraid that you might pass out again.
Once you were in the elevator, alone, Kaoru wasted no time in embracing you. You could hear his heart racing as he embraced you tightly.
‘Don’t push yourself so hard…don’t…’
‘I’m sorry Kaoru…’
‘I love you. So please, take care of yourself…’
Kaoru wasn’t a man of many words, but you knew just how he felt as he held you close to him.
‘I promise…’
Kaoru didn’t return to work again that day either, but somehow, no one ever questioned it. You never did know completely if the others found out about your relationship that day, but you suspected…

Akiyoshi - Ever since you had joined Seasonelle, life had felt like something of a whirlwind. You had a great boyfriend who was also your boss, wonderful colleagues that you were proud to call your friends and a successful career.
But with all that, there were bound to be some hardships.
Working in Seasonelle, it was wonderful to be part of such an elite department, but at the same time, the pressure was much higher than in the other departments of Shiki publishing.
Currently, Seasonelle was at the top of it’s game in terms of it’s articles, but naturally, that just set the bar even higher for it’s editors.
Working hard on your current article, it had been your first article alone for a while and you had been more determined than usual to display the skills you had learned over the past few weeks and months.
With that; you had been putting in even more overtime than usual, though it was clear to see just how hard you were working.
As Akiyoshi watched you typing away early one evening, he couldn’t help but offer a gentle smile, not as your boss, but as your boyfriend.
It was hard not to see what everyone saw in you. Though you were naturally oblivious to the advances of your colleagues, Akiyoshi knew only too well just how much you were admired. Any one of them would have taken you on a date if they thought you’d believe them.
‘Hey, we’re going to Jinbuono, do you wanna come?’ Minato asked, walking into the office with Shusei, Kaoru and Chiaki close behind.
‘I think I’m going to hang back and get some more work done, but I’ll come along next time, I promise,’ you remarked, looking up from your laptop.
‘Shame…it’s never as fun without the flower of Seasonelle,’ Shusei responded.
‘Agreed,’ Chiaki chimed in.
‘What about you Chief? Are you going to join us?’
‘I’ve got another meeting yet and some paperwork to finish off, so I’ll have to give it a miss,’ Akiyoshi returned.
‘Shame, Bianchi’s gonna be missing you tonight,’ Minato grinned.
‘Do you all want some extra work that badly?’ Akiyoshi teased with a wry smile as the others quickly darted from the office, making you giggle.
‘You shouldn’t tease them like that…’
‘It’s not as though they don’t ask for it,’ Akiyoshi grinned, ‘anyway, are you sure you don’t want to join them? You’ve been working so many hours lately…even at home.’
‘Oh, you noticed, huh?’ you responded, a slight blush playing on your cheeks.
‘Of course I have.’
‘I just want this article to be a hit, that’s all.’
‘Hm,’ he murmured, approaching you after gathering the files he needed.
'Actually, if you’re not in a hurry could you give my draft a cursory glance?’
'Sure,’ he nodded, going back into boss mode as he looked over your shoulder and gave it a read-through.
‘That’s excellent. Keep up at that pace and you’ll definitely be ready to send that to print with only a few adjustments,’ Akiyoshi remarked confidently.
It was always a proud moment to receive such praise from the Growler, though as you turned back to the screen, you became increasingly aware of a head-ache.
As Akiyoshi gave you a quick kiss and headed out for his meeting, you took a couple of painkillers before getting back to work.
It wasn’t until much later when Akiyoshi had returned and was doing some paperwork in his office that you began to feel worse in yourself.
Thinking you had perhaps pushed yourself too much, you decided to shut off your computer for the night.
Leaning back in your chair as you tried to gather yourself, you thought to go and see if Akiyoshi was finished with work so you could head home together.
Though as you walked towards his office, you were feeling increasingly uneasy.
Knocking on his door lightly and opening it, Akiyoshi glanced up to you, a warm smile touching his lips.
‘Everything okay?’
‘I was just wondering if you were about ready to…um…to…’
Bracing yourself on the edge of the door, you could feel your vision blacking out as Akiyoshi stood from his desk.
‘Are you okay?!’
Slumping forwards, Akiyoshi quickly caught you in his arms before you could fall. Feeling your full weight against him, Akiyoshi knew you had lost consciousness as he gently supported you to the floor, holding you in his arms.
Starting to come around; you found Akiyoshi’s face close to yours, his eyes reflecting his worries and the sheer relief to see you looking up at him.
‘Are you okay? How do you feel?’
‘Mm…a little light-headed, but otherwise, okay…’
As he pressed a kiss to your hairline, Akiyoshi looked over you with concern shining in his eyes.
‘Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling so overworked…’
‘I thought I was okay…’ you responded, though as you went to sit up, Akiyoshi pulled you to his chest.
‘You scared me half to death when you walked in looking so pale…I thought you were going to have to go to hospital…’
‘I’m alright, honestly…’
‘No, this is not okay. You pushed yourself too hard and as your boss I should have been encouraging you to rest more. As your fiancé…’
‘Aki…’ you uttered softly, interrupting him as you looked up into his conflicted gaze.
‘This is my fault…I did too much…I know that now.’
Helping you to stand, Akiyoshi kept his arms around you as he gently leant his forehead against yours.
‘We’re going home…’
‘Okay…’ you agreed, leaning your head against his chest as he willingly obliged in his embrace.
After insisting on getting a taxi from Shiki publishing, you didn’t have much room to argue given your recent collapse. But you had to admit, you were still feeling a little fragile.
By the time you got in the back of the taxi together, you realised just how grateful you were not to have to walk to the train station and then home.
Cuddling up close to Akiyoshi, you felt comforted by his familiar warmth as you soon drifted off into a much needed sleep.
By the time you had started to stir; you found yourself in the familiar surroundings of Akiyoshi’s room.
‘Shh…we’re home now, you can go back to sleep,’ he murmured, kissing your forehead.
Finding yourself wrapped up in Akiyoshi’s arms, you soon settled against his chest as you fell asleep once more.

Chiaki - Ever since you had started dating Chiaki, it was safe to say that he was incredibly protective of you.
Even when you were both busy on separate articles, he always seemed to be watching over you.
So lately; when things had been particularly busy at the office; it concerned him to see you looking so tired.
Thanks to an article that had been giving you some trouble, you felt as though you had been doing endless rewrites and amendments, resulting in a lot of overtime.
While Chiaki was doing his best to be supportive; he could tell that you were shouldering a lot of stress by yourself, though of course, you would rarely admit to it.
As you came bustling into the office, clearly juggling several things at once, you handed Shusei some files he had asked you to collect, while also passing on a message to Akiyoshi before finally sitting down at your desk for a few minutes.
With another interview to conduct in the next hour, Chiaki knew that you didn’t have a lot of time before you would have to leave again, meaning no time for yourself, let alone a break.  
Though before Chiaki could get up to come and speak to you, he was distracted by Akiyoshi, who wanted to discuss Chiaki’s latest piece.
After ten minutes or so, Chiaki was still engaged in conversation with Akiyoshi as you were leaving.
As your eyes met in a brief glance, you gave him a gentle smile before returning to your memo’s as you left the office.
Feeling grateful to be out of Shiki for a little while; you found the fresh air comforting. You couldn’t pinpoint what was off, but you hadn’t been feeling that well for the past couple of days.
Putting it down to the stress of the article, you were trying to keep your spirits up as you went to meet your next interviewee.
Hoping that this interview might help you to give a more in-depth insight into the article you were writing, you were not disappointed by the results.
At last; you seemed to be getting somewhere.
By the time you were headed back to Shiki, the sun was already setting over Tokyo. Breathing a sigh as you looked down at the pages of notes you had taken, you were feeling a lot more optimistic about your new material, but you still couldn’t shake the dizzy spells you kept getting.
Making a mental note to take a couple of personal days soon; you began to debate a long weekend somewhere with Chiaki. Just the thought was enough to make you smile a little as you walked back into Shiki.
Catching Minato as he was leaving, you smiled at him in greeting, though stopped in puzzlement at the way he seemed to scrutinise you.
‘You okay? You look pretty tired…’
‘It’s just been a busy day. I’ll be fine once I’ve gotten this article done and can get a good night’s sleep,’ you smiled.
‘Well, don’t overdo it.’
After bidding him goodnight; you couldn’t help but feel envious that Minato was heading home as you went up to your usual floor, with your thoughts wandering to Chiaki.
Finding him still in the office, you naturally felt a little happier as he looked up to greet you.
‘Hey, how did the interview go?’
‘It went well, I should have everything I need to get the Chief’s approval,’ you responded confidently, though before you could go and sit down, Chiaki stood up and approached you, his hands cupping your face as you started to get flustered.
‘Ch-Chiaki…not in the middle of the office!’
‘You feel hot…’ he murmured, ignoring your fretting, though your reaction to his touch was only serving to make you feel much worse.
‘I-I’m okay…but seriously…’
‘No one’s here. Minato was the last one to leave,’ Chiaki remarked, looking concerned as he took the files from you.
‘Why don’t you sit down and I’ll make you some tea?’
Not allowing you much of a choice in the matter, you finally gave in and sat down obediently as Chiaki finally offered you a smile.
‘I’ll be right back.’
You didn’t know whether it was the fact that you had finally stopped after rushing around so much all day, but the dizzy spells you’d been having seemed to hit you again all at once.
It was much worse than it had been all day and as you tried to steady yourself, you could see your vision blacking out around the edges as you tried to call out for Chiaki.
As you swayed unsteadily, the wheels of the chair moved in the opposite direction, making you fall to the floor.
The next thing you knew, you were looking into Chiaki’s frightened eyes as you leant up against a desk.
‘Thank god,’ he sighed, trailing a shaky hand through your hair.
‘You passed out…I found you unconscious on the floor. I knew you were overworked. I should have made you take some time out sooner.’
‘No…I…I pushed myself too hard.’
Chiaki felt so shaken seeing you this way. He had never seen you look so pale before.
‘I need to call the Chief. I told him you’d fainted and he was on his way back to the office. I’m going to take you home…’
‘Chiaki…don’t…’ you began, reaching out for him as he took your hand in his.
‘I’m not going anywhere, I promise,’ he assured you, taking out his cell and making the call before turning back to you.
As you began to feel a little better, Chiaki quickly made his call before turning back to you.
‘I told the Chief I’d get you home. He told me that you’re to take tomorrow off.’
‘Okay…’ you responded, finally giving in to the fact that you needed to rest up as Chiaki gently helped you to your feet.
Getting a taxi home, you had begun to apologise on the way home when Chiaki cut you off with a hug.
‘I’m just glad you’re okay. That’s all that matters to me right now. You’re…you’re too precious to me.’
‘I love you Chiaki,’ you whispered, leaning against his shoulder as Chiaki gently rubbed his hand up and down your back.
‘I love you too…’ he breathed, feeling so grateful that you were okay.
Chiaki took care of you that night and throughout the next day, vowing to himself that he would never allow you to overwork yourself like that again.

So there you have it! I’m so glad I got that finished tonight; but now I’m going to go and collapse on my bed and get some sleep! 

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anonymous asked:

what about Sam and Bucky leaving notes for each other?

“This is not where milk goes”

Bucky frowns at the fridge and the sticky note while taking a giant gulp right out of the jug.  He picks it up from the shelf, presses it firmly to the spot on the inside of the door, and leaves the milk right where the note had been.


These are hair ties.  For hair. Not for your rolls of paper.”

He knows its retaliation for the milk and Sam rolls his eyes.  He slips one off the piece of cardboard anyway and then another one for good measure.  He prefers Bucky with his hair down anyway.


My password is not supposed to be ‘buckygivesthebestblowjobs’.  Stop changing it.

……………… even if it IS true.”

For a minute he can’t see straight he’s laughing so hard.  The laptop comes to life and Bucky puts in the normal password, immediately pulling up the privacy setting  to change the password to ‘samwilsonstongueismagic’ instead.


People who eat the last thing of yogurt don’t get bedroom seconds.”

That’s a damn lie.  Sam knows it.  Bucky knows it.  

Sam grabs a granola bar instead - just in case.


Skinny jeans on date night should be illegal.  Please wear them more anyway.  I am above the law.”  There’s a little doddle of wings, just for good measure.

He hadn’t been planning on wearing the black jeans, but Bucky couldn’t resist teasing Sam any chance he got and if just showing up in a tight pair of denim pants would get the night started off right, then why the hell not.

But before he even gets his hand on the note or the jeans, his phone buzzes the Assemble alert.  Immediately he turns and grabs for his gun instead.  

So much for date night.

Sam wakes up without having a fucking clue where he is.  He’s trying to blink himself awake but its hard.  It’s hard to breathe, there’s something wrapped around his otherwise bare chest and everything fucking HURTS.  Under him he can feel itchy sheets and a bed that is most certainly not his own.  Eventually enough light bleeds through his lids and really gets him awake so he can open his eyes.  

He’s in… a hospital room.  Monitors surround him, wires and tubes crisscross his body, and his mouth is dryer than it’s ever been.  After his initial assessment, he feels a heavy weight on the hand without tubes running out of it and looks down enough to see Bucky fast asleep, head on his arms, right at the side of his bed.  Just seeing them there, silent and peaceful, with his hair in a messy bun and several strands falling loose, is enough to make some of the pain vanish - even if its all just in his head.  He doesn’t have much strength, but he musters enough to run a hand through Bucky’s hair.

Then he notices a scrap of yellow on his bandages, manages to catch it between two fingers.

His eyes get a little watery.

This is not where bullets go.”



 Making coffee everyday gets so boring. Listening to people make their orders, some making them so complicated it’s so hard to follow. Just a few more minutes, I thought to myself. It was almost 8:30, the end of my shift. It was almost empty here aside from a few people sitting in the back on their laptops. I hear the door open and in come a loud group of boys. I walk to the register ready to take the orders and when I look up its like words can’t come out of my mouth. In front of me was the handsomest guy I have ever met. I see his friends have gone to take a seat, talking to each other and laughing. I look closer and notice they’re also very , VERY, good looking. I turn back to the guy at the register to notice him staring at me, a smirk on his face. We stay staring at each other for a few seconds and then I snap out of my daze. “ Hi, what would you like today” I say looking up at him. “ Well I’ll just take a black coffee and um maybe your name?” He says giving me a playful smile. I smile back feeling my cheeks flushing red. “ y/n, nice to meet you …?” I wait for him to give me his name so I can write it on the cup. “ Jack. Jack Gilinsky” “Well nice to meet you, I’ll get your coffee made” I turn around and start making his coffee when he speaks up again. “ so… come here often? ” I quietly laugh to myself, hearing his question. “ well I do work here, so yeah very often” he looks at me and chuckles. I smile and turn to get his coffee. I quickly grab a sharpie from the front and write down 7 digits, my phone number. I see him watching me and hand him his cup, feeling his fingers brush mine. I see him look at the cup and notice what I had done, a big grin growing on his face, making me smile. “ I really like this coffee. Maybe I’ll get some more some time? ” he says, his grin never leaving his face. “ We’ll see, maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll be here” “ I like the sound of that, see you around Y/n” “ see you Jack”. I watch him walk towards the door with his head looking down. I suddenly feel a buzz in my pocket and sure enough it’s a text from an unknown number. I look up and see Jack give me a wink before walking out. I smile down at my phone and reply. 

- Just a short little Gilinsky imagine💕. My first written imagine. Hope it’s good for you guys 💕 Requested by my girl


Hope you feel better reading this 💕

FanGirl - Requested (Luke)

Requested by Anon (can you please write one where you and luke have a teenage daughter and sometimes she’ll full on fangirl (like make noises and cry the usual) in front of you and the first time she does it in front of luke he gets concerned but you’re just like no it’s ok she’s fangirling I did that over you at that age) ENJOY!!!

‘Luke could you call Catharine down for lunch please’ you ask as you stir the sauce on the hob, ‘Smells amazing babe’ he whispers as he moves behind you, his arms wrapping around you, ‘Well thanks you’ you giggle, ‘You know we could go out tonight?’ he whispers, placing a gently kiss on your neck. ‘No, I don’t wanna leave Catharine when James isn’t here’ you tell him and he sighs dropping his head into your shoulder.

‘I really wish you weren’t so thoughtful sometimes, and then we would at least be able to have sex in the house while the kids are here’ he teases making you laugh a little as you turn around. ‘I’ve told you a million times, I walked in on my mum two too many times and it’s…’

‘I know, it was traumatic’ he finishes for you making you laugh a little, ‘Don’t tease me about this, you know if she was out I would, or if James was in tonight we could have gone out’ you reassure him and he rolls his eyes. ‘Fine, fine’ he mutters, turning to head out the door. ‘Luke’ you call before he leaves, he spins around and raises an eyebrow, you tap your cheek and he laughs moving over and pecking your cheek.

‘CATHARINE! CATHARINE!’ he yells as he walks out, ‘Lunch, come down’ he calls before coming back into the kitchen, he takes the forks you placed on the side and takes them to the table as you plate up the pasta and sauce. ‘Mum did my album come?’ she asks as she walks through the kitchen door holding her IPad in one hand with her ear phones plugged into one ear.

‘No hunnie sorry’ you tell her, Luke glances up from his phone frowning a little, ‘But it should be here by tomorrow’ you pull a face to show her you sorry. ‘Daddy’ she calls sweetly, you smile down as you notice Luke’s face flick up and his eyes softening. ‘Could we go to the store after lunch to get a new album?’ she asks, ‘Sure princess’ he agrees making you roll your eyes, ‘No, no, you aren’t going to the store, you have already ordered the album, you have to be patient’ you tell her.

She slums into her chair, ‘But mummmm’ she whines, ‘I need to hear it now’ she moans, ‘Yes, yes I know but you can’t’ you tell her putting the plate in front of her and sitting down as Luke brings your and his over. ‘What album?’ Luke asks sitting next to you. ‘Well The Carters new album came out today and mum pre-ordered it like a month ago but it hasn’t come’ she tells him. ‘Well princess, I’m sure someone will have uploaded it to the internet by now’ he tells her.

She drops her fork ‘DAD’ she yells, ‘Don’t be an idiot, I can’t do that, that’s like going behind their back’ she tells him dramatically and you smirk a little whine Luke looks shocked. ‘Sorry’ he shakes his head a little, she huffs loudly ‘You don’t get it’ she sighs. ‘You know princess if it means so much we can go get the album, I’m sure you have a friend to give the pre-ordered one to right?’ he asks, she nods excited before they both look to you, you sigh ‘Fine’ you tell them, Catharine squeals while Luke nods to her.


‘Babe, babe there is something wrong with Catharine, she’s crying in the lounge’ Luke rushes into the bathroom where you are soaking in the bath; you sit up worried by his rushed tone. ‘What? What happened?’ you ask getting out of the bath and wrapping a towel around yourself. ‘I dunno, I was making a sandwich and I went back in and she just crying’ he rushes as you head quickly down the stairs.

You rush into the lounge to see Catharine wiping her eyes as she makes an excited noise, staring at her laptop. You smile up to Luke throwing he box of tissues at her side, ‘Babe’ Luke warns you as thought your being mean.

‘How’s the album hun?’ you ask Catharine, she looks up a huge grin on her face, ‘Its fucking amazing, I mean this is the best thing in the world, you can hear all the emotion in them, they worked so hard’ she tells you, you nod agreeing, ‘I know baby’ you tell her, ‘I’m gonna finish my bath’ you tell Luke heading back out of the lounge.

‘Wait, what?’ Luke asks following you up the stairs, you turn around in the middle of the stairs, ‘Babe she fangirling, it’s exactly what I used to do over you’ you shrug, he frowns, ‘What? That’s, that’s good?’ he asks and you laugh, continuing up the stairs and into he bathroom, ‘Yes Luke, it’s good, she’s happy’ you tell him.

He kneels by the bath leaning over and pressing his lips on yours, before quickly pulling away, ‘Wait, you did that over me?’ he asks a teasing smirk tugging his lips and you push a hand full of bubbles into his face, ‘Shut up’ you laugh.

From Chelsea