poor baby didn’t so much fall as he just kinda,,,,,, got lost?
like he doesn’t even remember why he came down here in the first place he gets so caught up in the world around him.
he’s so enamoured he completely forgets how to find his way back, and in the end he doesn’t really want to.
anyway you find him in the trash.
that’s right, he’s just chilling naked in a dumpster minding his own business when you come along to scream at him.
but it becomes clear pretty soon that he doesn’t understand a word you’re saying, he just looks kinda confused at your tone.
that’s when you realise he must be less fortunate than you in some way or another, and since he doesn’t seem aggressive or dangerous and you should probably help him out.
so you take him home with you and offer him a bath and some clothes, none of which he understands.
like he literally doesn’t understand the concept of clothes.
he’s very curious of his surroundings, but doesn’t know his own strength and keeps breaking everything that he picks up to examine.
he’s easily startled and doesn’t like loud noises.
you decide to let him stay the night, and then you’ll take him to the local police station tomorrow and they can find out where he belongs.
but by morning it’s becoming clear that he isn’t what you thought.
yixing (that’s what he calls himself) has emptied your entire bookshelf during the night and otherwise also turned your apartment upside down.
that morning he knows about a dozen words including “okay”, “here”, “good”, “nice” and “umbrella”.
by the end of the day he speaks in full sentences and by the end of the week he speaks almost fluently.
it takes him a little longer to understand clothing tho.
eventually you have to give him the bath yourself and it’s a,,,,, bonding experience.
i mean you’re getting used to seeing him naked, he mostly wears a blanket around the house, but imagine yixing discovering bubbles for the first time.
and being so disappointed when they don’t taste as good as they look.
yixing is incredibly intelligent, eager to explore, and he learns very quickly, but he has no real way of explaining to you where he comes from only that he cannot return even if he wanted to and there is no use in trying.
and you keep finding feathers everywhere ?????
they all seem to come from the same source and at the end of the week there’s enough for like two birds and you’re getting very confused.
like where are they even coming from ????
you genuinely thought yixing was an alien until you noticed how he would stroke the wings on pictures of birds he found in your books.
he tried to explain that he has a pair just like that and eventually you confront him about the feathers and he’s like “yeah, those are mine.”
but you can’t actually see the wings.
also rip if you have an instrument in the house and come home to find yixing playing it perfectly, and then he won’t stop for at least three days.
and he loves your bed, says it feels “close to home”.
eventually you buy him a dictionary and communication gets a lot easier from there on out.
in the end yixing would rather stay with you than anything else in the world, and if heaven wants him back they’re gonna have to drag him kicking and screaming over your dead body.
meanwhile you just try to keep him out of trouble.
he takes good care of you too, considers himself your guardian.
he has kinda claimed you as his own, calls you “my human”.
everything is new and every discovery is precious to him.
and you find new appreciation for life and the world around you while viewing it through his eyes.
you and namjoon first see each other on the bus you take to get to work every morning
and you’d never seen him before,,,,but he definitely catches your attention because he’s so tall and looks so intelligent with glasses perched on the end of his nose and a thick, philosophical book in his hands
and you’re close to 100% sure that he completely looks past you when you guys get in line to get on the bus
but to your surprise he takes a step back and lets you skip him to get on first,,,,,,
and when you meet his eyes to thank him,,,,,you can’t help but notice how the dark brown of them behind his frames still seems somehow soft,,,,,
and for a couple of weeks you two silently stand side by side with the rest of the morning crowd waiting for the bus and maybe it’s your imagination but every now and then you feel like he might be looking your way,,,,,,,,,but you brush it off
until one day you find yourself standing beside him, shuffling a stack of heavy paperwork that you needed to bring with you to work in your hands when,,,,,,,,,,,it starts to rain
and because your hands are full you groan because you can’t get the umbrella from your bag,,,,,,,,,,,,if you even had an umbrella which ,,,,,,you don’t think you do
and slowly you can see the paper getting wet and you try to hide the stack under your cardigan but it won’t work
until you feel someone step closer to you and you see the mysterious boy holding a giant black umbrella over your heads
and you shift the pile of paper in your arms and manage to stutter out a thank you
to which he looks at you and smiles,,,,,and you almost drop the papers because you ???? never noticed he had dimples before?????
and he tells you that it’s no problem, that the pile of paper looks heavy and if you want he can hold some for you
and it’s so sweet and you say thank you again,,,,,but pause because you actually don’t know his name
but he just smiles again,,,,the warmness you saw in his eyes spreading over his handsome face and he’s like “kim namjoon, and you are,,,,,?”
and it’s as simple as that to get you two talking and you tell namjoon about your job and he tells you about his and suddenly you ask about the books you always see him reading
and he laughs into his palm,,,,,as you two are seated together on the bus and he says it’s quite embarrassing,,,but he’s what his friend taehyung calls a book worm
but you insist it’s nothing to be embarrassed of!!! you like reading too!!!
and when it’s your stop namjoon hands you the umbrella which you hesitate to take because won’t he get wet- but he tells you that your papers look important and plus his long legs will help him run faster inside
and you giggle but thank him
and from that day,,,,,,,you and namjoon aren’t just standing awkwardly side by side at the stop anymore
nope you guys greet each other and talk about your days and sometimes you even check to see you guys are early so you get some coffee at a nearby cafe and return to the bus stop all the while getting to know each other more and just,,,,,,,,,,becoming better friends
the umbrella which he gave you,,,,you keep forgetting to return and you apologize everytime but namjoon shrugs it off,,,,,,,,until finally it’s raining again one morning
and you grab his umbrella and dash out to get to the bus only to see poor namjoon shivering with his hood up and you’re like !!!!!!!! where’s your umbrella and he sheepishly admits that the one you’re carrying was actually the only one he had,,,,,,(the others were broken due to clumsy events)
and you’re like oh my god im so sorry here- but namjoon is like ill take it but let’s share it
and as you wait for the bus,,,,,,,,you can feel namjoon standing so close that your shoulders brush and that you can smell a subtle, but simple cologne coming from him
and when he turns to look at you,,,,it’s kind of,,,,,there’s something more than there usually is
“this umbrella is the reason we became friends.” he suddenly says and you nod slowly because that’s true,,,,before that you hadn’t talked much
and you look at his hand holding it and wonder for a second what it would be like if you just put your hand over his,,,,,
and almost as if he knows namjoon goes “wouldn’t it be nice if this umbrella was also the reason,,,,,,,,,”
he stops and you see him shift his eyes a bit,,,,red tint over his high cheekbones and he looks at you finally and finishes with
“,,,,was also the reason we became something more?”
and you can hear some women going finally! the bus is here
but you and namjoon stand there under the umbrella looking at each other and the bus stops and people are getting on
but neither of you budges until you lean forward and put your hand over his thats holding the umbrella and shyly answering that,,,,,,,,it would be nice,,,,,,,if you guys could be something more
and namjoon looks like a christmas tree that’s just been lighted up with how wide he smiles
but before he can say anything the bus pulls out of the spot, tires running through a puddle and splashing both you and namjoon
until you’re both drenched and in shock
but turning to look at one another and laughing like it’s not big deal
that day you both call into work with excuses and spend it on your first date,,,,,even if it’s raining over the city,,,,,you guys get cozy in a bookstore and maybe just maybe you think that since it’s a first date namjoon might end it with a kiss in the rain?????
Sorry about the delay, I wanted to watch episode 8 (I don’t have cable but I have canadian netflix) before I wrote this prompt. Thank you for the prompt, I always appreciate it! This is not entirely Jughead and Betty. I felt like I needed an interaction between Jughead and Joaquin because of that last episode.
It was a
Thursday afternoon and four people sat in a circle in the student lounge of
Riverdale High. Kevin Keller, sat in a chair, staring at his phone and texting
rapidly and giving his phone a goofy grin. In the chair next to him Archie Andrews, sat holding his guitar, but
not playing, while staring at a wall on the other side of the room. Betty
Cooper sat on the sofa, face buried in her Chemistry textbook, occasionally
blowing loose strands of honey hair out of her face with frustration, while her
boyfriend, Jughead Jones, sprawled with his long legs over her lap, reread To Kill a Mockingbird for probably the
millionth time. Their silence was interrupted by a single loud clap. The sound came from a classy, perfectly coiffed, midnight haired girl in designer clothes. Veronica Lodge had arrived.
Veronica placed a perfectly
manicured hand on her slim hip, surveying each of her friends closely.
going to the beach on Saturday.” She declared. Archie looked at her and
know if I’m up for it.” He sighed
Archiekins, it was a statement not a choice. You’ve been brooding for so long you’re
about to put Jughead out of business. You’re not going to get over Valerie by
moping all the time.”
slightly. Valerie had broken up with him two weeks ago, she had said she needed
to focus on her music.
“V, I have
to study, exams are next week!” Betty objected, Veronica turned to face her,
rolling her dark eyes, in a way that was somehow still classy.
been studying basically nonstop since September, you can take a day off. And
that day off is going to be Saturday.” She turned her body to face the redhead
who had started to pack up his guitar “Archiekins, you’re driving.”
“I don’t do
beaches.” she whirled around to the raven haired boy who had finally spoken, he
quirked an eyebrow at her.
Holden Caulfield, did you miss when I said it wasn’t a choice?”
turned to face the only person who hadn’t spoken. Kevin simply raised his hands
in mock surrender. Veronica turned on her heel to walk to her next class,
before tossing her dark hair over her shoulder to look back and say one last
bring lover boy if you want.”
finally came and everyone piled into Veronica’s Rover, Archie behind the wheel.
Everyone had gotten a chuckle out of Joaquin, who showed up in his leather jacket
and a pair of neon green swim trunks. Veronica was in charge of the playlist,
causing Jughead to roll his eyes on more than one occasion, but he couldn’t be
too upset with Betty in a swimsuit curled at his side. Way too many bass heavy dance songs later, they had finally arrived. Veronica set up the umbrella, emblazoned with images of watermelon that Veronica had defended as “very summer!” Archie the towels and blankets, and Joaquin the cooler, as Kevin and Betty dragged
Jughead into the water. Betty stopped suddenly, popping onto her toes to tug off Jughead’s beanie and toss it at Archie. He mumbled in mild discomfort before she grabbed him by the hand and tugged him into the lukewarm ocean. Veronica and Archie soon followed, Veronica testing out the water as Archie barreled in, diving headfirst. Jughead chuckled at the scene before he felt a torrent of water smack his chest.
splash me on purpose, Elizabeth Cooper?” Jughead mock glared at her.
“What if I
did, Forsythe?” she said innocently, with a glint in her eye.
you’re going DOWN!” Jughead scooped up his girlfriend and began to wade deeper
into the water, his girlfriend clutching at him and squealing. After they
reached a point where the water was past Jughead’s navel, he flung his
girlfriend into the water.
playing a dangerous game, Mr. Jones” Betty said mischievously, wading towards
him. He was trying desperately not to drool at the sight of her beautiful body
in that tiny blue swimsuit. He smirked at her, only to suddenly have a face
full of water.
war? Really, Bets?”
war ensued for several minutes, progressively getting closer and closer to
their friends, Veronica screeching as she got splashed, Archie laughing at her
misfortune only seconds before getting a face full of salt water himself.
Jughead dove under the water as Betty tried to splash him again, coming up
nearly pressed against her. Instead of splashing her, he wrapped his arms
around her waist, smiling down at the giggling, out of breath woman before him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and bounced onto her tippy toes, creating
ripples in the water around them as they kissed. Kevin let out a wolf whistle
as Betty pulled back. Jughead’s pupils had blown and his hair was a mess. Betty couldn’t get enough of the sight. After a few moments of staring intensely, Betty broke the silence,
“At least I’m
not the one ruining our moment this time.” They both chuckled.
love, I’m going to go get a drink.” He kissed the tip of her dripping wet nose
before wading to the beach. He winced as his feet hit the hot sand. He noticed
Joaquin was still sitting on the beach, texting.
grabbed a bottle of water out of the cooler, chugging a few gulps before
flopping down on the green beach towel under the umbrella.
nice.” He commented, looking at the other boy. Joaquin didn’t look up from his
phone as he responded,
“I’m not a
big swimmer.” Jughead shrugged,
awkward silence ensued. Jughead took a few more sips of the cool water before
trying again. He stared at the scene in the water, Veronica on Archie’s
shoulders and Betty on Kevin’s, both trying to push each other into the water,
all four laughing.
“Kevin is a
good dude.” Joaquin looked up at his phone finally, taking in Jughead for a
moment before nodding slowly. Jughead continued.
get out you know. You’re young, and if I talk to my dad, they might let you
“What if I
don’t want out?” The response made Jughead shake his head. As he stood, he
looked at Joaquin one more time,
really care about Kev, you’ll at least consider it. I know what that life does
to people. He deserves better, and I don’t know you, but you deserve better
too. Everyone does. Just think about it, ok? You know where to find me.”
Jughead dropped his empty water bottle into the trashbag and returned to the
waiting arms of his girlfriend.
that about?” Bety’s hand rose to gently caress his face, concern in her
family stuff. It’s all good.” He kissed
her forehead, before running and tackling Archie to dunk him under the water.
A few hours
later, after a small fire had been made, Betty and Jughead walked hand in hand
down the beach, away from their chattering friends.
Joaquin an out.” Betty stopped, turning in front of her boyfriend to face him.
take it?” she asked tentatively, worried that he might suddenly clam up.
Talking about the Serpents still wasn’t easy for him, even after she had met
exactly. I told him to think about it.” Jughead paused, taking a deep breath
before continuing. “I don’t want him to wind up like my dad. Kevin deserves
better than the life my mom had.”
rubbed his arms, both warming and soothing.
good guy, Juggie. You tried, he knows you’re there. But the next step is up to
pulled her into a tight embrace, leaving a lingering kiss on the top of her
still wet, blond head.
He whispered into her hair.
she pulled back slightly so that she could see his face, while still staying in
afloat.” He said simply.
a long, gentle kiss as the first shooting star of the summer fell in the sky
a/n: let me know how this is! i’m gonna make a college series about all the guys in the future! this is definitely gonna have at least 5 parts to let me know how you like it/if you want more/ who you want next/ etc!!
It was raining, again. It never seemed to stop. You lightly
fiddled with your pen cap as you stared to out of the window directly adjacent
to your desk. You could just catch the end of your professor’s sentence as your
gaze came back into focus on the front of the room. You wondered how long you
had zoned out as the entire blackboard, once bare, was now covered with a plethora
of numerical values. Unbeknownst to you, you had been lost in your thoughts,
completely missing the entirety of the lecture. However, math had always come
easy to you, you weren’t worried. You would just snap a picture of a classmates
notes and you would be fine.
It had become a regular thing, Chat Noir showing up on Marinette’s balcony for some snacks. Of course, the first time had been completely by accident. The cat hero missed the bakery roof by just a few feet and landed face first in front of Marinette and her plate of chocolate chip cookies.
Marinette offered to let the cat come by for snacks whenever he wanted, so he started showing up once a week, then every other day, then every day. Neither of them minded, though Chat feared that Marinette would kick him out and turn him away.
One night it was raining outside. The roofs were slippery and thunder rumbled in the distance. Chat Noir almost passed by the bakery until he saw Marinette outside, an umbrella in one hand and a bag from their bakery in the other. The cat hero quickly changed course and landed on the balcony. “Princess, it’s raining. What are you doing outside?”
“Obviously waiting for you. I thought I’d catch you so you can take your goodies bake home,” Marinette told him. “I mean, unless you don’t want them.”
Chat grinned. “Of course I want them, Princess. Your family makes the best of anything in all of Paris.” The cat’s eyes locked on the bag of goodies, his mouth watering. “I’d rather share them with you, but a princess shouldn’t be out in the rain.”
“I have an umbrella, Chat, and I’m definitely not a princess.”
Chat glanced at the umbrella as he said “You are a princess in my book, and as a superhero that means I’m right.” His gaze locked on the umbrella. “Nice umbrella, by the way. Where’d you get it?”
Marinette looked at her umbrella for a moment before it snapped shut on her. She groaned as she freed herself. “It did that to me the first day I used it, too. Someone in my class let me borrow it and I’ve been too embarrassed to return it.”
“Why would you be embarrassed? It’s not like this umbrella belongs to teen model Adrien Agreste, whose billboard I pass every day on the way home.” Chat hoped that didn’t sound suspicious. After all, the billboard he passed is just a billboard of him. And he already knew that that is the umbrella he gave her.
“W-well, it kinda is Adrien Agreste’s?” Marinette said, though it was more of a question. “He has a ride to and from school every day but I walk so he let me use his umbrella.”
“That’s very kind of him.”
“Yeah. I love him,” Marinette muttered.
“What was that, Princess?” Chat Noir knew exactly what she had said. He had cat hearing. Yet, he waited eagerly for her to say something.
“Oh! I- uh- Well you see I just happen to- No wait I definitely- Wait um-”
“You have a crush on Adrien Agreste,” Chat finally said.
Marinette looked away and shoved the treats towards the superhero. “Go home, Chat.”
Chat Noir grinned. He knew he was right. “Alright, Princess.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her forehead. “Goodnight, Marinette,” he purred before taking his snacks and whisking away.
Adrien was in awe of his classmate, who he finally understood was nervous around him because of her crush, not because she hated him. He had a stupid grin all night, at least until he remembered he kissed Marinette’s forehead.