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Tabloids and dinner

Summary: When Steve comes across a horrible tabloid article, reader and Bucky decide to cheer him up.

Rating: NC-17

Words: 3739

“Have you seen this?” Steve walked into the room, throwing a magazine on the coffee table in front of you. You looked at the magazine. On the cover was a photo of Bucky and you, walking hand in (metal) hand and the insert showed Steve, walking out of the liquor store down the street.

“Captain America’s love life in shambles; turns to drink!” the large font shouted.

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We’re Fine, Thank You

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A/N: My first request! Thank you so much for requesting and I hope you like it!

The title was inspired by Ladies Code’s “I’m Fine, Thank You”

Oh Sehun x Reader angst

Summary: You fell in love with your best friend, but he fell in love with someone else. After a horrible accident, you took care of him until he shut you out one night. You confront him why and he confesses his true feelings

Y/S/N = Your sisters name

Word count: 2,464

He was the love of your life. To this day, he still was.

You met him in your language class in your second year of high school. He looked like a brat at first sight, and when he talked to you he sounded like one too. But after a couple of group projects and passed notes about the bitchy teacher, you were inseparable.

It was a month before the senior prom and you were tired of keeping your feelings all to yourself, so you planned on confessing and asking him to be your date. You were so excited to step forward with Sehun. But what stopped you was seeing him in the hall with his arm around your sister’s waist, giggling together. She saw you and waved for you to walk towards them.

“When did this happen?” You gave your best fake smile to them. “He just asked me to out this morning!” Your sister took your hands in hers. She looked so happy, and so did Sehun with the way his loving gaze sunk into her eyes. Not yours.

The three of you ended up in a university together, your sister following a year after. They continued strong for three years. You decided to give up on this one-sided love and started dating Jongdae from your choir club. You passed the time getting over Sehun with the laughter and fun dates Jongdae took you on and eventually, the both of you got married after two years. Things were starting to look perfect again.

Until the accident.

Sehun and your sister got into a huge fight. You knew because she called you that night asking if she could stay for a couple nights. It wasn’t the first time she called you either. So you prepared the guest room in your house awaiting for her arrival. But she never came.

That night, the snow storm was so heavy. Y/S/N hadn’t seen the stop sign and with the speed she was going at, it caused her car to slid roughly over the ice and crash into a wall. She was declared dead at the hospital. You cried for so many days, but Sehun was hurt for months. He never left the apartment for half a year. You and your husband had to pull him out of the place and bring him to life again.

Unconsciously, you were devoting your free time looking after Sehun. Making sure he didn’t go out in the night drinking away his sorrows and if he was properly eating. You thought you were consoling him as a friend, but Jongdae saw it as something else.

“I knew that you loved him before and he’s hurt now, but I’m your husband, Y/N. When are you going to pay attention to me? Do you still love him?” He confronted you after months of holding it in. You saw him standing at the door with his things packed and as much as you begged him to stay, he was right. Deep down, you still loved Sehun.

So Jongdae left you and Sehun was there to take care of you like you did for him. Deep down, you knew he only looked at you as his best friend since high school. But that’s okay. He’s here with you; healing with you.

“Hey, so the girls and I are going out tonight and I was thinking that maybe—”

“I go with you to baby sit when you get shit-faced?” Sehun interrupted you with a smug look on his face. Oh, he knew you too well. You always called him to pick you and your girlfriends up; there was no one else you trusted as much. You gave him your puppy eyes and pouty lips. “I’ll buy you bubble tea for a whole month,” you bribe.

He chuckled at your attempt but he just wasn’t feeling it today. “I’m sorry, but can you call Jongin or someone else? I’m busy tonight.”

“What could you possibly be doing on a Friday night—” you came to a realization. Today was what could have been seven years together. Every year for the past four years, he went to her burial and drank soju. And every year, he came home in the middle of the night crying. Your face fell down, guilt building inside. “I forgot… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. I’m so sorry, Sehun.”

“Hey, calm down,” Sehun reassures you with a small smile, “It’s okay. I don’t expect you to remember all that stuff.” He releases a deep huff. The air seems to be suffocating so you thought of suggesting something. “Hey, join us. Call the guys and let’s just let loose. It’ll be good for you.” He immediately shakes his head ‘no’ followed by him saying no way, not happening.

You turned your body to face his while sitting on the couch. “C’mon~ It’ll be fun! You need to get out there! I won’t let you go to your dark place again. My sister wouldn’t have wanted this.”

Sehun was thinking of so many reasons of why he shouldn’t go. But you’re right. He shouldn’t just keep sulking for the rest of his life. The only thing that kept him back was the argument from that day. Every time, he always thought that if they hadn’t argued, what would it be like now?

He pursed his lips in thought. He looked in your hopeful eyes, squinting at you. “Alright, I’ll go. But we’re taking a cab or no deal.”

“Whatever you say, as long as you’re going,” you leap in and pulled him to a tight squeeze. “Thank god you’re going out. I don’t have to worry about you tonight.” Sehun gently pats the back of your head. Is this how she feels? Is she constantly worried about me?

Inside the club, you, Sehun, your closest girlfriends and his friends were taking shots at the bar. It’s been so long hanging out with your best friend like this. There was no way you’re going to let him out of this club still upset. I’m doing the right thing; I should’ve done this sooner you thought.

Walking out to the dance floor, you noticed a familiar face. The person held a girl close to him as she was grinding on him in the midst of the crowd. A familiar face that you haven’t seen I quite a while. Jongdae. You stood frozen. Y/N, snap out of it. Don’t make this about you. Just… let loose. Set an example. Move!

Jongdae didn’t seem to notice you so you decided to act as if you didn’t either. You were with your friends, focus on that instead. The DJ kept the flow of the music that pumped up the adrenaline within. But also with the help of strong alcohol. Your friends passed you so many shots that you lost track.

One by one, you were being ditched by your friends. They picked up random guys and went home with them. The last one winked at you saying something along of the lines, “Go get your chance,” and left with one of Sehun’s friend, Chanyeol. Confused by what she meant, you were left alone dancing with Sehun.

That’s when things were changing up. Maybe it was the way the vodka was running through your system that brought your body closer. Maybe it was the atmosphere or the way the short dress looked on your body that caused Sehun to grab your waist and pull you dangerously close to him. 

And maybe, just maybe, it was the way his eyes traveled to your lips and how he bit his own made you pull his neck down and attach yourselves into a heated kiss.

Everything about this was wrong, you knew it. But the both of you were too drunk to think straight right now. The only thing going through your mind was the way sparks flew as his tongue glided over yours. Sehun moves his lips down to your neck, moving your hair for more access. A light moan that escapes your lips is drowned under the loud music.

But good things must come to an end. Sehun stops himself, looking up at you with hurt eyes and swollen lips. “This is a mistake, I can’t do this.” He fast walks out of the club without you and bumps into a few people on the way. You try your best to keep up with him but someone calls out to you and instinctively, you turn to the voice.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Jongdae stands in front of you. Your hands shoo at him as you were stepping away. “Not now, I have to go now.” Making it outside, you call out to Sehun while walking in different directions. Damn it. Considering he’s an adult, you comfort yourself with the idea that he probably went home by himself so you just call a cab.

Walking inside you called out to Sehun but got no answer. His room was empty as well so you called any possible person who would know where he would go to. It was Junmyeon that after five calls reassured you that Sehun was safe. He mentioned that he was quiet and Junmyeon would try to talk but got nothing. After hanging up, you decided to let Sehun come to you instead of push him to talk to you. 

Two weeks passed and he still hadn’t come home. What was bothering him so much? It made you worry so much that he was being like this again. You ended up driving to Junmyeon’s place, just to check up on him.

Jun walked you to the room Sehun was in, “He won’t leave the room and won’t let anyone in either.” Of course, he did this all the time. “Thank you, Jun oppa. I got this.” He patted your back and whispered ‘OK’ before leaving for work. 

You took in a deep breath before lightly knocking on the door. No response. You knock again. No response. Maybe he’s sleeping or hungover. So you knock harder and that’s when he yells. “I thought I said I didn’t want to talk, hyung.”

“I-it’s me, Sehun.” You’re taken aback from his unusual attitude unsure of how to make him feel better this time. “C’mon, let me in. Let’s talk, huh?” You press your ear against the door to hear if he moves but there’s complete silence. Frustrated, you open the luckily unlocked door open and he gets up from the bed looking at you angrily. “Get out, I want to be alone.”

Hands on your hips like a nagging mother, you yell back, “What’s wrong with you, Sehun? What is it that you’ve been sulking so much for the past four years?” You knew that just because your sister died couldn’t have made him like this. It had to be more. “I’ve been waiting patiently for you to talk to me but you just shut me out! How am I supposed to feel if my best friend doesn’t want to talk to me or, or even look at me?”

Sehun keeps his back to you with the sheets over him. He says something but you couldn’t hear him so you tell him to say it again louder. “YOU LOOK LIKE HER,” he sprinted up from the bed finally, facing you. His eyes are red and puffy from crying. “Every time I look at you, I go back to that night. I remember why Y/S/N and I fought, why she left.”

You stood confused, “What does that have to do with me?” This was new to you. It was the first time he was becoming open about everything. He looked away trying to compose himself for what he was going to say next. “She… she knew I loved her. But she also knew that I couldn’t love her like I loved you, Y/N.” Tears spilled heavily for you two as you took in his words. He loved me?

He continued on with his confession, “I never told you about this because I thought if I did, you’d leave me and that scares me. When I realized that I loved you, it was too late because you were with Jongdae. I tried to stick it out but Y/S/N figured it out.

“One day, she just had enough and although she hated that it was you and not her, she had no one else to turn to.” You hadn’t moved a muscle as he spoke. He grabbed your shoulders and continued speaking until you couldn’t take it. “Stop. Just stop.”

“No, please listen to me,” he felt his fear coming true and he wrapped you in his arms tightly so you couldn’t move from him. “Don’t leave me, I can’t lose you too. I love you.” He places a long kiss on your forehead, repeating himself. ‘I love you, I love you.’ By now you’re sobbing into his shoulder, holding him with the same strength. In between breathes, you say that you too love him.

Sehun holds your hand tightly as he’s driving through the traffic. The spring weather felt nice and he suggested that you two go on a date. He never told you where he was taking you but it didn’t matter. You packed a lot of food in a basket and dressed casually. He raised your hand and kissed the back of it, looking at you giggle towards the gesture. “We’re almost there.” He addressed. Luckily, traffic was low and you got to your destination. Sehun looked at your confused face, taking in the building. “What is this place?”

“It was getting expensive to keep where Y/S/N was so I relocated her here. It’s much nicer for the price. Should’ve come here in the first place.” He signs in and grabs you two a visitors pass. Inside, the walls were glass cabinets with names engraved on a golden plaque and a picture of the person.

A few turns here and there, you finally got to your sister. It was a slightly big cabinet, bigger than the ones you passed. You spotted a picture of you, Sehun and your sister in between with your arms linked together. She had that beautiful smile you always told her was her best feature. You were filled with emotions right now. “It’s beautiful. She would’ve loved it,” you express through tears.

He pulls you in a hug and asks you, “Do you think she would be happy to see us together?” You dry your tears and clear your voice. “Who knows. I just hope she’s resting well.” You stare at her smiling face for a while before looking up at Sehun. “I love you.” He bends down to give you a quick kiss.

“I love you, too.”

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