never give your full trust again

Punk (Chap. 9)

Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 3423

Warnings: Language, mission/war related violence and gore, shooting, enemy deaths, i think that’s all…*shrugs*

A/N: Chap.9  finally, I know!  This is a it of an information dump/setting the rest of the story arc up chapter.  I tried to dial down the angst since you lovies all told me how you cried on the last chapter :( and put some action and humour in instead.  I hope you like this one and I CAN’T WAIT to give you guys chapter 10 in a few days so please stick around through this one!  it’s worth the wait!

**I’m actually legit terrified that i peaked with the last chapter and nothing will ever be as good, especially this chapter, but i hope to give you guys a good story for the rest of the series.

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“Kiddo, wake up we gotta go.”

Clint’s rough, scratchy voice woke you from an uneasy sleep.  Your head was pounding and your eyes felt sticky, as if they’d been glued together in the night.  “Mmm, wha—w’as happ’nin’?” you mumbled, rubbing a hand down your face. 

“Problem in Brooklyn, we gotta go.  Get dressed,” Clint replied.  He smacked your leg and the bed bounced as he got up and walked towards the closet.

“What about the desert? Nebraska?”

“New Mexico,” Clint clarified with a snort. “There’s no desert in Nebraska. Remind me to get you a map for your birthday.  Now, get—up.” He ripped the blanket away from you, causing you to squeal as cold air rushed over your legs.

“Gah!  I’m up! I’m up!”  You jolted upwards and scrambled out from the bed.  

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Dating Gambit would include...

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

  • Meeting in Xavier’s School For Gifted Youngsters
  • Remy falling in love at first sight
  • Him slowly gaining your heart with little thing
  • Bringing you flowers, giving his coat when you’re cold, leaving you cards with sweet things written on them everywhere
  • Remy being as charmful as always
  • Telling him that he stole your heart
  • Going to New Orleans for a date
  • Never going there again because you’re tired of this constant thieves vs assassins war
  • Remy always reassuring you that you’re the only woman that he loves and gaining your full trust
  • The most passionate goodbye kisses ever
  • Him being the perfect cook
  • Loving his eyes
  • Remy calling you ‘mon cherie’
  • Remy teaching you how to play poker
  • Neck kisses
  • Playing with his hair
  • Braiding it when he falls asleep
  • Laugh and smell of coffee in the morning
  • None of you being a morning person
  • Playing with his bo stuff because you know that it turns him on
  • Most amazing nights of your life
  • Strip poker
  • Him flirting all the time
  • You loving his accent and him using it to his advantage
  • Remy trying to impress you a lot
  • Spooning
  • Movie marathons when you have some free time
  • Making him watch some Disney movies
  • (He would never admit it but he loves The Princess and the frog)
  • Remy helping you with your complicated mutation
  • Him smelling like expensive perfumes and alcohol
  • Him taking you for spontaneous, faraway trips when you’re sad
  • Remy crawling to bed and hugging you from behind after he returns from a mission in the middle of the night
  • Calling him by his surname when you’re angry
  • Him kissing you hand and holding it when he’s nervous
  • Discovering that he has tickles everywhere
  • Him having the purest laugh you’ve ever heard
  • Remy reading you books when you’re sad (The Little Prince, Peter and Wendy etc.)
  • Acting like children sometimes but not really caring
  • Pillow fights and tickles
  • Smell of summer rain
  • Always being late because you stayed late previous night doing… things
  • Remy giving you a queen of hearts as a promise
A puppy? (Remus Lupin)

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader
Warnings: Mention of war? Idk if that counts.
Word Count: 868

The picture is not mine. If there are any grammatical errors, let me know! ^^

Remus and you were in the Gryffindor common room, sitting near the fire with his head in your lap. You were softly stroking his hair while he eagerly leant into your touch. The two of you were dating since the fourth year, and now that your N.E.W.T. exams were coming, you talked about your future more occasionally.

You were positive you wanted to live together with him after graduation, even thought Remus felt uneasy about his condition. What if he attacked you someday? He couldn’t bear the thought of you getting hurt at all, let alone because of him.

“So, I thought for a while. Do you think we could get a puppy?” You asked quietly, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere.

“A puppy? Why do you want one?” Murmured your boyfriend opening one eye to look at you.

“You know how my mother loved her cats more than me? She never let me have any pet, no matter how many times I begged.“ 

"You could always ask Padfoot to help you out there.” He closed his eyes again as if he would consider the conversation finished.

“You know that’s not the same.” You chuckled at his silly statement. Sure, you loved Sirius, but you couldn’t ask him to transform whenever you wanted to pet him.

“I’m sure he wouldn’t mind, though.”

“Remus, I’m serious. It could keep you company after full moons too.”

“I thought you were the one to keep me company. Of course, if you want to skip on that, I understand…” He sat up from your lap, turning around so he could look you in the eyes. He had a slightly hurt expression, which instantly made you regret your previous sentence.

“You know very well that’s not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean?” He asked, eying you carefully.

“It’s just that… With the war coming and all… Oh, just forget it!” You had enough of his piercing gaze. You stood up angrily and headed in the direction of the girl’s dorms.

“Wait! Listen (Y/N), I know what you meant, but… you have to understand. There’s no way I would let you alone, especially since there’s a war coming.” He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you to his chest. You snuggled to him, inhaling his oh so familiar cologne. He reminded you of old books with his signature chocolate smell.

“I love you. Never forget that, got it?”He whispered to you, then kissed your nose sweetly.

“I know, Moony. I love you too.” You smiled at him right before giving him a proper kiss.“So, how about that puppy?” You smiled at him softly.

“I don’t know, love. Are you sure you can take care of a dog?” He questioned carefully, but his cautiousness still wasn’t enough to prevent you from getting pissed at him again.

“Whatever, forget it. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight!” You said, annoyed and stormed up the stairs. How dare he question your trustfulness when you patched him up after every full moon?

It took another two hours for you to finally fall asleep. The next morning you woke up by something wet on your face. You slowly opened your eyes, and there it was, the most adorable little guys you ever saw. 

It was a small puppy with light brown fur and tiny paws. You instantly knew who was responsible for this, so you grabbed the small dog and rushed to the boy’s dorm.

“Prongs! Pads? Let me in!” You knocked on the door, with a smile so wide that your mouth started to hurt.

“The door’s open, let yourself in!” You heard the annoyed grumbling of your friends, but you couldn’t care less about waking them up. You teared up the door, and with the puppy close to your chest, you jumped to your boyfriend’s bed.

“MOONY!” You shouted and tackled the sleepy werewolf.

“I love you so so much, you’re the best!” He chuckled, slowly processing what was happening.

“I guess you found my present?” He smiled lovingly at you and opened his mouth to say something else but you cut him off by kissing him passionately.

“Whoa, if making (Y/N/N) happy results in this, I will try it out sometimes too.” Grinned Sirius smugly, just before a pillow collided with his face.

“My girl, get your own!” Growled Remus protectively. You just giggled to yourself, still smiling like a maniac. You looked down at the puppy in your hand.

“We will love you and take care of you very well. Maybe teach you a few tricks, like messing up Padfoot’s hair and such.”

“Oi, don’t let that little monster get near me!”

“Are you talking about the dog or (Y/N)?” You smiled evilly at James’ question and started to chase Sirius around the room, with your new little puppy in your hands. As Sirius screamed, the others laughed and the small dog barked from time to time threateningly, you couldn’t help but think how much you wanted this to last forever.

The Marauders were your family, and with Remus at your side, you felt like even Lord Voldemort wouldn’t be enough to tear you guys apart. You were together, and nothing could ruin that.

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  • "Okay but like, if vampires aren't real, then explain Pluto."
Trust Me [Changkyun Angst / Fluff]

Word Count: 2100++

| A request from anon for a song fic - Don’t Judge Me by Chris Brown. The ‘I’ in the lyrics refers to Changkyun. |

Summary: Changkyun used to be a playboy but that was before he met you.

A/N: Sorry for taking horribly long! There was so much school work to do and just when I was done, my computer decided to give up on me :-( But I hope you like it!


You’re hearing rumours about me

And you can’t stomach the thought

Of someone touching my body

“Well, I don’t know ________…that definitely isn’t the Changkyun I know,” Hyungwon shrugged and you frowned, not understanding why nobody believed you when you told them that you and him were going to be in a serious relationship. You didn’t like how Minhyuk, Kihyun, Jooheon, and now Hyungwon, gave you the exact same unsure, doubtful look when you told them what had supposed to be a dream come true for you.

“Okay, fine. Then you tell me, who is the Changkyun you know?” Since you first met the boys, you had always kept a distance from Changkyun because he seemed untouchable, not in a bad sense, but you never felt confident enough to approach such a perfect man like him. And now, you were slightly scared, afraid because it seemed that there was a lot about your boyfriend that you didn’t know.

Hyungwon looked away and you thought to yourself, this is bad. “Committed, long-term, these aren’t really the words to describe him. You understand what I mean right? I don’t have to spell things out, it’s harsh,” he winced and you nodded, trying to keep cool. So he’s a playboy? Okay, what a great start.

“Playboys never talk about being serious but he did this time Hyungwon. I’m sure he means it,” you say, trying to sound as hopeful as possible but you knew that you already had your doubts. As much as a pig couldn’t fly, Hyungwon wouldn’t lie, and even if he wanted to, he couldn’t. It would be written all over his face which was why none of you ever let him in on plans for surprises.

“Did any of the boys tell you anything else?” He said warily and you raised an eyebrow.

“Anything…else? Like?”

“I don’t know…his times with other girls? You know what, forget that I brought it up okay?” Hyungwon took a quick sip of his coffee and looked out the window. At that moment, your mind was a warzone. You didn’t know whether to press further or to let the whole thing slide but then again, this was your future you were talking about.

“Tell me everything. Whatever is on your mind now. This is really important to me Hyungwon…I know, I know it’s as if I’m asking you to tell on your friend but I need to know what to expect,” you sighed and hoped that you weren’t sounding too demanding.

The chat dragged on longer than expected and the whole time you were quiet which was rare. Hyungwon told you everything from Changkyun’s small acts to big ones and you left the cafe feeling horrible. You were worried, hurt, doubtful, every possible negative feeling there was. The only thing left was to hear it from Changkyun himself and you wondered how he would feel that you had dug up every single thing about him. But then again, did he consider how you would feel when you found out about everything he did?

You didn’t think he did.

I won’t deny what they saying

Because most of it is true

But it was all before I fell for you

You spent the weekend thinking hard. Was it really wise to confront him about everything? There was so much at risk and you were so close to letting it slide. But you wanted a transparent relationship, one with no secrets.

“Are you okay?” he waved a hand in front of you and you nodded your head.

“Yeah…there’s just a few things I need to ask you.”

The boy’s facial expression changed and you sat up straight, trying to decide how to even start.

“Were there like, a lot of girls before me? I’m not expecting to be your first girlfriend or anything, but were there that many of them?”

At that moment, Changkyun felt his mouth go dry and his mind was completely blank. Barely a month in and you were already doubting him, not that he had done no wrong.

“W-why this all of a sudden?”

Now it was your turn to be stuck. You didn’t want to tell on his friends and make it sound as if they were all out to ruin him, but you didn’t know how else to say it.

“I heard some things okay? And they’re probably not lying so can you please just be honest with me?”

He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed, leaning back against the bench.

“That was a long time ago _________. Nothing is the same now-”

“Things might be different now but it doesn’t change the past! Were you going to let me go on without knowing anything?”

Realising that there was no way around this, Changkyun tried to think of the best way to put things. But no amount of sugar added could make the truth less harsh.

“Whatever they told you, it’s true okay? I went around, never sticking for more than a week…But that was all before you came along. I’m not going to treat you the same way and you must trust me on that!”

In your heart, you could feel his sincerity. He didn’t sound like he was lying but you didn’t know whether you were blinded because you loved him so much.

So please don’t judge me

And I won’t judge you

Cause it could get ugly

Before it gets beautiful

And if you love me

Then let it be beautiful

“You must be having a lot of doubts now but please, can you give me a chance?”

You rarely went into relationships, in fact, this was your second relationship and after the first, you became extremely careful. You didn’t want to get together with someone just to ‘try things out’.

“I really love you, liked you ever since we first went out together with the rest for lunch. I know that people change, but for you, it’s being going on for so long I just, I don’t know whether you’ll start getting bored.”

For sure, you weren’t a party girl, the one always in the spotlight. For someone like Changkyun who had such an outgoing, loud and bright personality, you didn’t know whether he’d see any point of being with someone who couldn’t match to his level.

“What? Bored? ________ please - “ he sighed and you could tell that he was getting slightly frustrated. You were pushing it too far, weren’t you?

“I’m sorry I’m just,” you paused. What exactly were you feeling? Scared? Angry? Jealous?

“Can we not have doubts before things can even become what we want it to be?”

And he was right. You loved him, and so you would give him your full trust. But saying it was way easier than keeping that trust.

You’re hearing rumours about me

And saw some pictures online

Saying they got you so angry

Making you wish you were blind

Time went by and his past was never brought up again. He loved you with all his heart and so did you, you were so sure of that. Four whole months passed and you felt so happy that you decided to give him a chance and not ruin it because you assumed the relationship wouldn’t last for a week. But there is no such thing as a forever perfect relationship with no bumps, isn’t it?

It was a Sunday and you were alone at home, waiting for Changkyun to reach. You had spent the Saturday alone because he was out for some party which you didn’t think much of. There was a lot of talk about the happening party and you were curious. Parties were never your thing but you always wondered what went on there. Could people really spend half the day just eating, talking and dancing to music?

Grabbing your phone, you went to various social media platforms where hundreds of photos of the party were posted by all the people who went. It looked loud and messy and you were reminded again just why you never went for such things.

All the pictures were mostly the same, people dancing, food, bright lights and you were about to put your phone aside and watch some videos but something caught your eye. Changkyun had a can of coke in his hand, which was perfectly fine, but your gaze shifted from his right arm to his left which was wrapped around someone so familiar.

Isn’t that the girl Hyungwon showed me once?

You zoomed in on the picture and it clicked. The girl was his ex. You scrolled down, eyes scanning the comments which were full of how the both of them were back together, how perfect they looked together, how they were inseparable throughout the entire party and how they couldn’t understand why they broke up in the first place.

At that moment, you felt great uncertainty and your heart was beating fast. There were so many thoughts running through your mind, emotions flooding your heart and you didn’t even realise that Changkyun was standing at the front door. He saw you staring blankly at the screen, not moving a single inch.

“__________?” he called as he started walking towards you and snapping out of your thoughts, you shut your phone immediately. “W-what were you looking at?”

You didn’t reply, keeping silent and trying to hold back because you didn’t want to lash out without thinking. Suddenly, he grabbed your phone out of your hand and you instantly regretted telling him your password. Changkyun saw the overwhelming comments and he knew just what you had seen.

“__________ trust me this isn’t-”

“It isn’t what it looks? Oh boy, that’s the most cliche line in every single romance drama.”

“Yes, she’s my ex but all these ‘inseparable’, ‘back together’ things are bullshit. I’m still her friend and you know that.”

“Friend? Are you sure? Why would all these people lie about the two of you at the party? And it’s not even one comment Changkyun, it’s tens of them!”

You felt the tension rising and you hated it but at the same time, you needed him to explain himself, although you didn’t know what there was to explain.

“Those people are exaggerating things. I talk to her for a couple minutes and they see it as hours!”

You got up and grabbed your phone back.

“__________-”

“You’re leaving, or I’m going into the room.”

You saw panic in his eyes but it didn’t affect you a single bit.

“We’re going nowhere. I’m calling Hyungwon and he’s gonna tell you for himself that I didn’t do anything at the party.”

Hyungwon. Hyungwon would never lie. But now you were wary of everybody.

“I bet you talked to him about this before. You knew that I’d see it didn’t you?”

“Now you’re being ridiculous. Okay, you’re doubting me because you still don’t trust me, my past is still all that you think of me! But Hyungwon. You’re even doubting Hyungwon now?”

And all of a sudden, you felt a pang of guilt. You just implied that your boyfriend and bestfriend were working together to keep you in the dark. Changkyun felt that all you thought of him was a playboy and that the past four months didn’t change a thing, didn’t convince you one bit.

Changkyun saw your expression change and he knew that what he had said made you feel horrible about yourself. He didn’t mean for that, he didn’t want to guilt trip you into forgiving him.

“I’m sorry, I’m the one at fault here and I’m not trying to come up with excuses. It’s just-”

“It’s okay, I don’t need to talk to Hyungwon.”

Was that it? Were you done with him? Changkyun knew that he screwed up and his was starting to think of ways to beg you not to break up with him.

“I trust you.”

The boy’s eyes widened and his entire body felt stiff. Did he hear you right?

“I trust you Changkyun and I’m sorry. If you’re thinking that these four months has done nothing to make me trust you, you’re wrong. You love me and I know that.”

Changkyun’s vision started to become blurry and he felt a lump in his throat. He had done horrible things in the past and he even doubted himself sometimes, but to know that you had decided to have complete trust in him? He felt a sense of joy and thankfulness that he had never felt before.

“I am who I am, not who I was,” he smiled and you nodded, feeling your entire heart melt.

“I promise, I’ll be the one that you can trust.”

You gave him all your heart and all your trust; he gave you all his love as you were the only person for him.

okay, so, it’s like this:
you’re a dead man walking.
barely walking, really, because you’ve got a self-destructive streak a mile wide, and
it’s like you get off on people trying to rip you apart.
maybe try
not provoking the man with the gun sometime?
maybe try
not digging your own grave another foot deeper sometime?


but anyway.
dead man walking.
you know. he knows.
well. he kind of knows.
only kind of, always only kind of, because you only deal in the shadows of half-truths,
only give some of the puzzle pieces,
but never enough for anyone to get the full picture.
as if that’s going to save your skin at this point. as if
anything could ever—


who cares, right?
let’s be real here, you have
nothing left.
you have no one in your life to miss you anymore.
you could argue that— that they might. that these people you’ve spent the last few months of your life
pretending to trust
might miss you.
but then again, how do you miss someone you never even knew?
how do you miss a lie?
how do you— don’t you know—
this isn’t how this shit works.  this has never been how this shit works and maybe if you stopped
trying to scare off your own damn shadows for two fucking seconds — as if they’re ever going to leave anyway —
maybe you’d know that. maybe you would know


dead men don’t deserve sympathy.
it’s not like a ghost can appreciate sentiment anyway.
and come on, why the fuck should anyone feel sympathy
for a man who did this to himself?
you had a choice.
you made the wrong one. now
you get to pay the price for it.
suck it up and take it, and don’t expect any favors. don’t expect anyone to feel sorry for a liar, for a fraud, for a—
for a fucking martyr no one even asked for to begin with.

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you were always going to be the rabbit // es

Title: The Lang Secret  (Part 2 Lang Love Interest(daughter of Scott Lang! Reader x Peter Parker))

Summary: The reader and Peter are on their way to school when Peter finally proposes the idea of a date before having to hurry off for superhero duties. 

Word Count: 1879

A/N: YAY, PART TWO! I’ve been working on this all weekend, omg. I hope you love it, because I know I do AND I WANT MORE LOL. Let me know if we should go for part 3?? Enjoy!

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Betrayal

Requested by @lunaticfringe216

Pairing:  Marty Scurll/FC

Category:  Angst

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“I thought we were family!”

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Something Beautiful-Part 10

Sorry again, I’ve been trying for almost a week to get this shit posted and my internet has been giving us fits.

You are still dealing with the aftermath of the incident with Brock, and after careful deliberation and physically avoiding the situation, you decide on the best course of action, unaware that it was going to have serious and dire consequences for you.

This one gets real dark guys.  Seriously, if you think you would be irked by things related to what happened in the last chapter, then turn away!  There’s attempted rape.  Hate to give that away, but I feel like it’s more important to warn peeps that could be triggered by that or seriously trouble.  It goes pretty far, so proceed with caution.

Steve x Reader (Coming Soon; slowburn)


Words: 5,060

 

Something Beautiful Series


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You’d spent the next week holed up in your room, making excuses to Steve, Natasha, and Clint as to why you hadn’t been around lately.  On the few occasions that you were forced out, like to go to class, you’d applied heavy concealer and thankfully, it covered the worst of the bruising.  You’d been calling in sick to work ever since as well.  This was one of the many occasions that you were thankful to have such a good work history and reputation with your coworkers and the general manager.  They were more than gracious about giving you all the time you needed, wishing you a speedy recovery.  Sure, you felt guilty misleading them, letting them believe you had contracted a nasty flu, but it was much better than telling anyone the truth.

You still weren’t able to face Brock yet so you’d taken to hiding away from him as well.  He would call and text many times throughout the day and you hadn’t dared answered or replied to a single one.  The voicemails and texts were all the same; he was sorry for what transpired, promised that he would never let anything like that happen again, and begging you to let him make it up to you.  

Your heart was begging your head to forgive him, desperately wanting you to give him another chance, but your head kept throwing off these warning flares, full of blaring alarms and red lights, telling you not to trust someone who could be so aggressive and possessive.  It was only the one incident, but fuck if it hadn’t shook you to your core.  

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Animals | Chapter Eighteen

Nimble fingers moved a piece on the chess board. A pawn slid to the front and a knight quickly joined in formation. The other side shifted its king before sending its queen to the front lines. Pale hands spun the board back and forth, playing for both sides.

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It's Too Painful (Jimin imagine)

Anon: Can I request a angsty jimin scenario where you love each other but you’re not allowed to date bc of his management and he wants to cut ties with you bc it hurts him so much. Happy ending plssss💋 thank u~

This legit upsets me so much TT_TT why you make me do this waaaah!

Genre: Angst/Fluff (at the end ㅎㅎ)

Rating: M (mature)

Word Count: 1,209

Summary: Well….read the request that’s pretty much it :P

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You stared at him in utter disbelief. Did those words really come out of his mouth? The same mouth that captured your heart so long ago? Those lips, which continued to hold your love, had said those four heartless words.

We should break up.

Your heart had halted in your chest. That awful hot, prickly, overwhelming sensation creeping up your throat and into the depths of your face. You felt like your nostrils had been stuffed close to purposely suffocate you, your ears beginning to go fuzzy.

“What?” you breathed, feeling that exhaling was the only action your body could manage.

Jimin’s eyes hardened and returned to the ground. The main building’s hall was empty but you prayed the entire first few floors were deserted. He called you here at 10 at night with obvious intentions to do this quietly. The emotions bubbling inside fiercely inside of you told you that this was going to be done anything but quietly.

“The management…” he paused and released a shaky breath “my management says we can’t date.”

You shut yours eyes tightly, bunching the bottom of your shirt in your fists. “But why? What’s wrong with me?”

Deep down you were glad that it was Jimin’s management saying this. Hoping that it wasn’t Jimin’s decision. But you were foolish to think so. Jimin had a choice but he chose his career over you. You couldn’t exactly blame him. It was just too painful to bear the thought of leaving each other.

He reached his hand out hesitantly but decided not to touch you. “Nothing’s wrong with you, Y/N.”

Your chest tightened, like someone had walked up to you and slowly pressed his hand harder and harder against it. “Then why? Why do we have to break up? I love you…” Tears began to well in your eyes and Jimin sharply took a breath.

“Please don’t. Just…can’t you make this easy?” His laugh was anything but cheerful, thick and full of progressful sadness.

“Don’t you love me?” The question restarted your heart but it anxiously berated faster, creating a hazy cloud in your head.

Jimin groaned loudly in what sounded like frustration, pounding a fist against the white bricked wall. “I said don’t do this!” He yelled echoing into the emptiness of the cold, stale like air.

You didn’t flinch. You were numb. Your fists at your chest were trembling from the restraint you held not to sob. Keeping it on the inside as best you could for him.

“This is harder for me more than it iis for you, Y/N” he muttered quietly, the confliction in his voice evident to your shaking state. You sniffle and raise your head. His eyes were still downcast and glazed. “We shouldn’t see each other anymore. Delete my number. Delete all of our pictures and..”

His voice soon faded out of your head, becoming distant and meek. You closed your eyes again and dropped your hands. If Jimin loved he would be fighting for you. But if you loved him you knew you would have to let him go. And that was what hurt the most, knowing that you had to let him go.

“I’m sorry, Y/N” he ended finally lifting his heavy gaze to meet your tear filled eyes.

You smiled sadly, a broken smile. “It’s okay, jagi.”

He slammed his eyes shut as if the phrase hurt him. His hands balled into fists at his sides. You stepped toward him but decided against it. It was better that you left now.

You wanted to yell. Screaming and wailing like a break up should be like. You wanted to fight. To fight for him. For him to fight for you. The mild calmness made it all the more heartbreaking for you. Seeing Jimin almost appear if this was just a burden to be lifted from his shoulders, that you were just a burden. Somehow you felt that this was entirely your fault.

Silent tears fell from your eyes and onto your cheeks, dripping into the front of your shirt. “I’m sorry I made this so difficult for you. I’ll leave first.”

You turned your body away from him, hoping that he’d grab your arm, call your name to stop him. But after your tenth step you’d given up on hoping. He wasn’t coming after you. You held your hand to your trembling chin as your sobs wracked through your entire body. You didn’t dare look back.

The cold air nipped at your wet cheeks, freezing your skin. For a moment you had no sense of direction, no meaning, no existence in the busy streets. You could barely even feel your steps hit the hard ground.

People had started to stare at you oddly. You most likely looked like a train wreck but you didn’t know what theirs problem was. Your body staggered backwards but your voice couldn’t find a shriek to release. Arms were wrapped tightly around your waist, their fingers digging into the flesh of your stomach.

Your shoulders shook but not of your own will. Heartwrenching sobs were being thrown into the nape of your neck.

“Don’t go, jagiya! I’m so sorry” Jimin wailed and hugged you tighter, his tears streaming down your neck melting into the fabric of your clothes. “Please, don’t leave me!”

Your fingers pried his away from your body. He continued to try and attach himself to you but you kept rejecting him. “I can’t have you choose me. It’s too painful for you to let go of singing.”

“I don’t have to lose either. I don’t care about what the management thinks. I love you and I’m never gonna let you go!” His crying had reduced to whimpers only to have you starting up again.

“How can you make it work? I’m getting in the way. Everyone can see it.” Your throat closed at the thought of you being the cause of Jimin’s downfall. But you also didn’t want to break up. Jimin was your life. Before you met you had no direction or security in your life. Without it would a thousand times worse.

“It’ll work because we’ll make it work. I want to be with you forever. You’re the meaning to my life and nothing will stop me from loving you.”

He stepped towards you and took your arms in his hands, turning you slowly but you refused to look at him. He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling quickly, jolting every few seconds from the aftershock of crying so hard.

“Please…” he spoke softly, barely above a whisper, a promise of a life time he was giving to only you. “I’ll never try to leave you ever again.”

You sucked in a large breath and peered up at his tear stained face, the city lights reflecting multicolours onto his cheeks, his glimmer of hope shining. Your voice was small but full of trust, trust you were willing to give him once again, “Okay”.

Jimin slinked his hands to cup your cheeks and pull your lips to his, the sadness and pent up anger and passion fusing into your mouths as you have you gave yourself to each other. Because you both knew that I was too painful to let each other go.

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Rewind (ft. Kai)

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When your relationship ends, you know it’s not because of the words you’ve said, not because of the scars you purposefully inflicted, not because of the long hours and distance between the two of you. It’s because the love is no longer there and you don’t know how it disappeared or when it did.

All you know is that you’re left with a ring on your finger that never really fit, some papers to sign, and an apartment that’s way too big for a single person.

The funny thing is, you had thought that if your relationship with Jongin would have an expiration date, it would end with a loud bang, an explosion, a trainwreck that ruined everything and everyone in sight. You thought it would end with loud arguments, things being thrown across the room, your house being destroyed.

You thought it would end with a mistake, perhaps on your part, perhaps on his. You thought it would be something irreversible, something that would lead to tears and screaming and a blinding pain you feel you could never recover from.

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