AYE speaking of horseback riding there is a form of competitive riding called 'western pleasure' and i can only think of mccree offering to show hanzo this ""western pleasure"" and gettin drop kicked straight into the sun
*Your brain is a web of context and patterns, and it’s too easy to get tangled. All it takes is one weird thought, and the next thing you know, you’ve been staring into space contemplating the inevitable heat death of the universe for the past 45 minutes
*Speaking of context, you can only view things in relation to other things, including yourself. Who are you when you’re removed from your hobbies and loved ones? Who knows!
*You’re really good at remembering general concepts, and can recall vaguely how to do just about anything. This would be super useful, except you can’t remember the details to save your fucking life, so good luck applying it in any remotely practical way.
*“Wow you’re really smart you know a lot about this thing” “Thanks I’ve never studied it a day in my life I literally pulled everything I just said out of my ass based on general knowledge about similar subjects”
*When left to your own devices, you generally retreat inside yourself and start using the information you’ve gathered to predict how events will unfold next. In other words, hello naughty children welcome to o v e r t h i n k i n g H E L L t i m e
*You see an interesting connection between two unrelated things. You point it out to your friends, and everybody laughs at how weird and unexpected it is. You laugh along with them, but you’re crying inside because it wasn’t supposed to be funny, you just thought it was neat.
*Somebody asks you to explain your reasoning. Half an hour later, you’re halfway through your train of thought, and all you’ve managed to do is confuse both the other person and yourself.
*Based on your Superior Web of Previous Experience, you are very confident you can predict The Thing with great accuracy. You fail to predict The Thing with great accuracy. Now you’re forced to re-arrange your entire Superior Web of Previous Experience, plus you also look lame in front of your friends.
Looking up at the man you loved with all of your heart, you found yourself smiling like an idiot as he spoke, his deep alluring voice as smooth as ever, captivating you entirely, “I’m so proud of you Y/N. I can’t think of anybody else who deserves this more than you do.” Taehyung said as he smiled lovingly in your direction.
Taehyung was your boyfriend of 5 years, the two of you met in law school and fell in love almost instantly. He was everything you’d ever hoped for in a significant other, he was funny, incredibly smart and attentive, and the fact he was chiselled perfection and handsome as hell didn’t go a miss either. Tonight you were celebrating your new job, after years of bending over backwards and trying your god damn hardest you were finally a lawyer. Taehyung was the reason you even managed to get an interview at the Jeon law firm, he was a specialist lawyer at the firm mentioned how you had just graduated and were looking for a job, after a successful interview low and behold you’d made it.
“Stop it,” you whined “The only reason I got this job was because of you… Thank you.” You placed a firm hand on his shoulder as you leaned in, over the table to kiss him, the two of you had drank maybe a little too much wine considering your first day in the office was only hours away. Taehyungs lips gently pressed against yours, he cupped your face in his large hands as he deepened the kiss, your tongues danced together in perfect harmony. There was no denying you were in love with him.
“Shit, don’t kiss me,” Taehyung whispered with wide, offended eyes as he pulled away from you, his chocolate brown hair swishing from side to side with his movements, “My girlfriend is a big time lawyer now, she works for Jeon law firm, you might even know her? You know she will kill-” Your amused mouth crashing against his stopped him mid sentence, he was always cracking funny jokes and making you belly laugh into hysterics, it was one of your favourite things about him.
Suddenly his strong arms pulled you onto his lap, almost knocking over the empty bottle of wine that sat quietly on the dining table. His hands roamed your body from your hips to your collarbones, never missing a single inch. The moment the skin of his smooth fingers made contact with your shoulders and ultimately unclasped your red bra strap you knew exactly where the night would be taking you.
t h i s i s j u s t a p h o n e n u m b e r y o u c a n c a l l ? t h e y k n o w w h e r e t h e h o l y g r a i l i s a n d y o u ’ r e t a l k i n g t o t h e m o n t h e p h o n e ? a n d t h e i r n u m b e r w a s o n g o o g l e ?
Monday mornings were always a drag, but the fact your bosses office sat only feet away from the erosion of yours and Taehyung’s relationship made the usual painfully slow morning drag agonisingly slower.
Sat in Mr Jeon’s office your mind reflected on the events of the weekend. Jimin had driven you to your friend and old flat mate Belle’s small two bedroomed apartment, where you’d stayed in your old room and ate your feelings for two days. You couldn’t bring yourself to tell Jimin about Yumi and Taehyung, you were a total wreck and couldn’t even forge a coherent sentence whilst you were in his car.
Scrolling through your phone you saw almost 400 missed calls from Tae, and 3 calls from your parents. You hadn’t told anybody other than Belle about what happened on Friday night, you didn’t know how. Everything you knew and loved and wanted, was a lie.
As the birds aimlessly flew by the big glass windows of the office you inhaled deeply and composed yourself into a calm mindset, ready to finalise exactly what you came into the office to do.