now i can study in peace

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Dear Hye Jung,
I’m writing this letter in case something happens to me. I can become disabled, or die during the surgery. Even animals don’t abandon their offspring. I wonder what’s wrong with your parents. That’s also your fate, though. At least you got lucky with me. It shouldn’t happen, but if I die, you can keep my savings. It’s now in your name. Study with that money. The people I envy the most are educated women. My back hurts, so I can’t write anymore. 

From Grandma

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sooo i’ve been getting plenty of anons asking about what markers and pens i use for my lettering, so here’s another mini stationery haul for you,,,

from left to right, top to bottom:

  1. artline - artline stix brush markers (my fave, 10/10 great for everything)
  2. zebra - mildliners
  3. tombow - dual tip brush markers
  4. uni-ball - signo DX 0.38 black pens (another fave, just don’t drop it)
  5. pentel - black and grey calligraphy pens

i’ve arranged the supplies according to what i’ve used in each section of the spread!!

+ i track #nahstudies tag me so i can see your posts ₍ᵔ·͈༝·͈ᵔ₎

Slytherins Aren't That Bad

thomas jefferson x reader

prompt: you were a new hufflepuff who was very quiet and kept to herself. you weren’t the best witch and often practiced when you were alone and no one was there to watch you. well, at least you thought you were alone.

a/n: i never write any tjeff fics and i love harry potter immensely so here’s some tjeff harry potter fluff. for anyone who doesn’t know their spells, accio is a summoning spell and expelliarmus is a disarming spell. 

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“Accio book!” You commanded, swishing and flicking your wand sharply in the direction of the book stack sitting across from you.

The only movement you received was a slight rising of the book placed on the top of the stack, the pages fluttering ever so gently only to sputter and revert back to their original position, not a single action afterwards.

You groaned, placing your wand beside you and rubbing your face tiredly as you let out another huff of frustration. You were hopeless, completely and utterly hopeless. You were never passing this class let alone any quizzes or exams thrown your way. Hours spent in this corridor alone practicing spells that didn’t slide off your tongue the way others so effortlessly performed were all gone to waste.

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2016 was a hell of a year

Fuck politics and jobs and apocalyptic internet uprising
I did a couple big feature films, a couple wonderful indies, a couple small roles in projects I believed in… I fell back in love with the thing that made all the bullshit worth it

I lived outside of contract
Finally

I got the back of my head shaved for $5 in Albuquerque.
I fell in the kind of love that made you realize you sometimes never fell out of it
I realized the importance of my emotional health
I realized the sensitivity of my mental health
I watched my favourite person write her living will and made peace with the inevitability of death
I gained more respect for life

Can I give you some advice? I earned it myself.

Don’t smoke. Everyone that smokes cigarettes will tell you not to start.
Stop biting your nails.
Stretch everyday.
Call your grandma. Whomever you have now that’s not conveniently close but still contactable, contact them
Shout. Just do it. Whenever.
Trust yourself.
Be alone. It’s really uncomfortable sometimes and that’s when it’s important.
Celebrate the people that inspire you.
Study the ones who intimidate you.
Write love letters.
To yourself, to God, to your dad or mom or best friend or someone whose heart you hurt. Tell people how you feel.
Don’t drive if you think you’ll have ONE drink.
It doesn’t matter if you’ve been up and running around since 6am. Drop your car off before your 4pm coffee because maybe you want a glass of wine and to take a walk, and police are hungry
Thank people for their service. Maybe you hate the military, but an elderly man in a veteran hat spent months with no communication in a ditch writing a monthly letter to the woman he loved, and she spent months waiting by the mailbox. He probably had to burn leaches off his body with cigars he never smoked just to return to her lips alive and scared and damaged but free
Say thanks.
Pray. There’s no way to do it wrong.
Write. The more you do, the better you get
It’s not about getting better
It’s about being genuine
What else?
Oh yeah.


Love them. It’s scary. You feel bitter. You’ve been hurt. Love. Love hard and brave and choose every day to fight for freedom, redemption and celebration
Every day should be the holidays it you do it right

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170425. last weekend I visited my grandma and it was so peaceful there omg I finally took some time to relax, study and read (simon vs the homo sapiens agenda). And the best part is that it was so cold there, I was so happy to see my family together ;;; Now I’m back to my routine ughh can I cry now or ༶ඬ༝ඬ༶

Nobody (Part 4)

Plot:  Reader has been held prisoner by Hydra and is discovered by Nat and Bucky.  Post CA:CW (Bucky’s on the team, no one hates each other) Slight AU

Warnings: I think just a few curses in this one

Words: 2633-ish 

A/N: I have a hard time writing Bucky.  Hope it’s okay :/ 


Bucky’s POV

One moment Bucky was running with a living skeleton on his shoulder and the next he was laying on his back in a mound of snow, completely winded; his gun and the girl had skittered away.  The Hydra thug who had tackled him loomed over his head and aimed a kick at ribs. Bucky rolled the side and blocked the blow away with his metal arm.  The thug groaned as his shin collided with vibaranium.  Taking the man’s distraction to his advantage Bucky hopped to his feet and hit him with a bone crunching front kick to the chest.  The thug crumpled to his knees and with a furious whirr of his arm, Bucky swung back and cracked the man across the jaw.  The impact sent several teeth flying and the Hydra agent was out cold before his face hit the snow.

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heatherglow  asked:

Harmonia? She gave up immortality with that Prince Cadmus, I think

YES, that’s who I was thinking of. Thank you so much! Though, looking through it now it looks the mortality business only occurred because she was turned into a serpent beside him but that’s who I was thinking of. I can study in peace now. Thank you!

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21. Apr. 17 // #Aprilstudychallenge
Day 21. Favorite place to study
The city of Bologna is itself a uni campus, most of the historical buildings house the many faculties.
Political science’s main building is Palazzo Hercolani, and there’s this cute and peaceful garden you can go to for your study sessions or even lunch breaks (pic 1).
I also attend some classes in a different building (pic 2), the complex is called St. Cristina because it is built around a deconsecrated church, it hosts a library and some study rooms, but right now the best feature is (again) the garden next to it 🌳

hey guys

i know, it’s been years since i posted (more like a few weeks) but just wanna say that i’m scraping the new story for now :( maybe i’ll continue it in the future, but atm it’s just too much work considering all the studying i have to do for finals and upcoming exams. until school is over, i’m not going start a new story. i will, however, try to post edits and other stuff whenever i can. see u soon guys :)

Caged [5]

Characters: NamjoonxReader
Length: 2721 words
Genre: Mafia AU
Warnings: Violence

Part 4  Part 6

“Should you be up and walking around?”

Yoongi’s voice made you spin around on the balls of your feet a little bit too fast, and you had to grip the edge of the counter for balance. He was leaning against the doorframe with a bowl of instant ramen in his hand. You looked up at the clock above his head.

It was 9am.

“Do you ever sleep?”, you retorted and reached to open the fridge. The smell of Yoongi’s noodles almost made you nauseous, but you knew you had to eat something. The nurse yesterday had frowned at your low blood sugar levels, but you hadn’t even thought to think back to the last time you had eaten. But now that you had had a decent amount of sleep and your adrenaline was not through the roof anymore, your body had decided it was time to take care of other basic human needs.

“I do, actually,” Yoongi grinned. “We’re only really getting to know each other, princess, give it time, give it time.”

You interrupted your rummaging through the refrigerator to shoot him a dirty look.

“Don’t go buying friendship bracelets just yet.”

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Anti-Spider

Summary: You’re petrified of spiders and your attractive RA becomes your knight in shining armor when it comes to defeating the threatening spider.

Characters: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, spiders

Word Count: 855

A/N: Prompt #11 | Short one because as I’ve said I’m pretty busy this week. It was really short at first so that’s why I added the other part. I hope you guys enjoy it.


You decided to live on campus your first year because you thought it would be best to get to know the campus. However, you wished you had got an apartment off campus. You didn’t expect the dorm room to be so old. You also had ants everywhere which you weren’t so fond of because insects freaked you out. You wished you could send the ants packing and move them out, but they’re bugs, you can’t. 

The only plus of living on campus was getting to see the cute RA, Tom, who was a second year, living below you. He was in charge of the entire, but small, building. You looked forward to building meetings because you could stare at him while he spoke. It was also a plus that he was British. You loved his fluffy hair and brown eyes that radiated warm when he talked to his residents. 

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This post was originally created in a FB group for Russians who’s studying English, , but I think, it can be helpful for those who study Russian too.

sick and tired - сыт по горло
born and bred - родился и вырос
short and sweet - коротко и ясно
safe and sound - целый и невредимый
neat and tidy - аккуратный
tried and tested - проверенный на практике
pick and choose - быть привередливым
flesh and blood - плоть и кровь
peace and quiet - тишина и покой
hustle and bustle - суматоха
pros and cons - за и против
here and now - здесь и сейчас
ups and downs - взлёты и падения

Sleep - Vampire!Michael Part 2

Originally posted by thats-sofricklefrackle

Requested

Part 1- Mine

Warnings: Violence (+use of guns and cutting with knifes), blood

Y/N’s POV

It had been a week. A whole week, and not even a glimpse of Michael. Although, ever since he left me in the alley, I have a constant feeling that I’m being watched. I can tell he’s around, I just can’t ever find him. He was so possessive before we properly met. He nearly killed that creep because he got too close to me. So why is it that now, he doesn’t even want to show his face? Maybe I need to make him get possessive again, maybe then he’ll show up. I put him to the back of my mind for now, instead focusing on the things I needed to pick up from the convenience store on my way back from work.

I walk towards the shop, keeping an eye out on the streets just in case Michael decided to make an appearance. Of course he didn’t. The little bell dinged above me as I pushed through the door to the shop. Martin, the shop owner, was stood behind the counter. I came in here quite often so we were on a first name basis. “Good evening Y/N” he smiles at me. I give him a friendly smile as I pick up a basket and go about choosing something for dinner tomorrow night. 

I was picking up toothpaste when I heard shouting from the front of the shop. I peer around the edge of the aisle to see two men, dressed completely in black; ski masks were covering their faces. The taller of the two had a shotgun, which was pointed directly at Martin. I walk back into the aisle to try to avoid being seen. “Check the store” the taller one said. I could hear the footsteps of the shorter one. Shit. He was coming right towards me. He spots me. 

“Stop right there” he shouts. He pulls out a knife. He was at the end of the aisle. I could run but there was nowhere to run. The guy with the gun was by the door. Running would just make them angry and probably get Martin and I shot. I raise my hands in surrender. The man walks towards me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pressing his knife to my throat. 

He walked us to the front of the store. “Give us the money old man, or the pretty girl bleeds” I heard the voice from the man holding me. I looked at Martin with fear in my eyes. Martin quickly empties out the cash register into a bag the taller man threw at him. “Quicker” the man with the gun shouts. I feel the knife cut into my skin. I wince in pain. I could feel the blood dripping down my neck from the shallow cut. The man holding me chuckles. Martin speeds up. I hear the bell ring, but I see no one in the doorway. The robbers look towards the door, equally confused.

Suddenly the Man with the shot gun flies through the air, hitting the wall and sliding down to the floor unconscious. His gun clattering on the floor. The body that was holding me was yanked back. I fall to the floor. I hear a scream behind me. I turn, the other man falls to the floor, blood spewing from his neck. “Stay away from her” I hear Martin’s voice. I turn back around to see Martin pointing the shotgun at the familiar blonde man.

Michael is stood in front of me. His arms twitching, fists clenched, his pupils dilated and looking at the blood on my neck. Shit. I cover the cut on my neck with my hand, hoping that obscuring it from his view would help. I look into his eyes, pleading for him to control whatever was going on in his head. His pupils return to a normal size. He walks towards me, I could tell he had calmed down, he now looked at me with concern instead of hunger.

“I said stay away you monster” Martin shouts as he fires the gun at Michael, the bullet piercing his stomach. Michael stumbles back from the force but stays on his feet, he looks as the hole in his shirt before turning to look at Martin. He hisses, bearing his fangs and moving towards him. Martin cowers in fear. Michael looks at him with hunger in his eyes. “MICHAEL NO” I let out a strangled scream. Michael snaps out of whatever haze he was in and looks towards me. He stands and stares at me with a look of confusion.

I walk towards him and kneel next to Martin. “Are you okay?” I say, holding his shaking hands. “Stay away from him Y/N he’s a demon” Martin warns, his eyes still wide in fear. I give him a reassuring smile. “Do you want me to call the police?” I ask. Martin shakes his head. “They’re already here” he nods towards the door. “Y/N, the police can’t find me” Michael says, looking at me nervously. Martin looks between the two of us, he bites his lip as if he was considering something. “Use the back door” Martin says, pointing towards the backroom. “Thank you” I smile kindly at him.

Michael walks towards the back door. I was not going to let him get away again. I take Michael’s hand. He stops walking and looks down at our joined hands in confusion. I give his hand a reassuring squeeze before leading him into the back room. We walk out the back door and away from the shop until we no longer hear the sirens. Neither of us speak. 

My hand is starting to tire as I keep it pressed to my neck. I didn’t want to take the chance of him losing control again so I kept it in place. He walks me home, leading the way. Obviously he already knows where I live. He stops outside the door to the complex.

“I should go” Michael shrugs, not looking me in the eye. “Please don’t” I plead with a sigh. I didn’t want him to leave, not now that he finally showed up again. “I-I” Michael stutters. “Please. Stay. I just..I really don’t want to be alone tonight” I say timidly. “Okay” he gives me a reassuring smile “I’ll stay.” “Thank you” I smile. I wrap my free arm around his back and hug his side to avoid his bullet wound.

He stands there stunned for a moment, my action had obviously caught him by surprise. Eventually he wraps an arm around me and relaxes into my touch. Reluctantly, I pull back and walk through the door to my apartment building. We walk up the stairs until we reach my apartment. I open the door and let him in. “I’m going to sort out my neck. Make yourself at home” I say as I close the door. Michael gives me a small smile before walking over to the couch and sitting down.

I go to the bathroom and quickly wash the blood stained skin that surrounded the cut. It had stopped bleeding and luckily the cut wasn’t particularly deep. I grab the first aid kit from under the sink. I cover the cut with a clean cotton pad and tape them it in place. Normally I would just leave it to heal and not bother covering it, but I didn’t want to risk anything that might set Michael off. I could see the strain on his face when he was trying to control his urges before, I didn’t want to put him through that again. I finish up and walk back into the living room.

Michael was sat up straight on the couch, his feet planted firmly on the floor in front of him. He was looking around the room, not knowing what to do with himself. He looked rather adorable to be honest. He turned to look at me as I walked towards him. I sat down on the couch next to him. 

“Is your wound okay” I ask. He didn’t seem to be that affected by the fact he’d been shot. “Yeah it’s healed, see” he says, he lifts his shirt to show the smooth skin beneath. “Wow” I mutter, I reach my hand over to him and stroke the skin gently with my fingertips, it was as if nothing had happened. I became very aware of Michael’s eyes on me. “Sorry” I mutter as I realise that I’d just stroked his stomach, I barley know the guy. “It’s fine” he smiles. He had such a nice smile.

“Why did you just leave the other day?” I ask quietly. I wasn’t even trying to be subtle, I wanted to know. “I-I didn’t want you to think that I was stalking you, because I’m not I promise” he says “And, I shouldn’t have been that close to you in the first place” he adds looking down at the floor as if he was disappointed in himself. “Why?” I ask. “Because I don’t want to hurt you. You heard what that guy said. I’m a monster. I could have killed you today, my instincts were screaming at me to do it.” his hands were shaking as he spoke, his voice cracked. “But you didn’t, you fought it” I say, holding his hands to stop them from shaking. He looks down at our hands and then back to me. “And you’re not a monster” I say, squeezing his hands reassuringly. He gave me a kind smile.

“I’m going to get ready for bed, are you okay on the couch tonight?” I ask. Michael nods with a smile. My apartment was all one room except for the bathroom. The bed wasn’t too far from the couch. Knowing that Michael was going to be close by while I slept brought me a strange feeling of comfort. I barely knew the guy but I feel safer in his presence. I collect my pajamas from my bed and walk into the bathroom to change.

Michael’s POV

I watch her as she moves towards the bathroom. She is so elegant in everything she does. She’s so accepting of me. She hasn’t try to run, instead she’s invited me in. It terrifies me though. How strong my urges were towards her blood. I could tell by the scent that it’s delicious. Never before have I smelt anything like it. I’m terrified that one day I won’t be able to control it and I’ll hurt her. 

She walks back out, dressed in a baggy t-shirt and a pair of shorts. I take my shoes off. Y/N walks over to her dresser and pulls a blanket out of one of the drawers. “Here” she hands me the blanket with a small smile. So beautiful. I lie down on the couch and pull the blanket over me. Y/N turns the lights off before climbing into her bed. She lies down and closes her eyes. “Goodnight Michael” she whispers quietly. “Goodnight” I smile at her. 

She looks so peaceful, so natural and it kills me inside. I want to run my fingers through her hair and hold her close, but I can’t, so I settle for watching her while she sleeps. I don’t feel tired in the slightest, I haven’t slept in years, so instead I lie and watch her. I’m a oblivious to the passing of time, I could spend an eternity studying her beautiful features. I can tell that Y/N is deep in her sleep now though. I was in complete awe of her. I lie with a small smile on my face, amazed that she has allowed me close enough to appreciate her in her most natural form.

Her body twitches in her sleep. I think nothing of it. She twitches again. She begins mumbling. She’s becoming restless. Her head shaking from side to side as her muscles tense. She screams, jolting upright as she wakes from her nightmare. She looks around the room, a panicked expression on her face, tears brimming in her eyes. I am next to her bed in an instant. She looks up at me “I’m sorry if I woke you” she apologies, looking down at the floor. I take her hand, an action that surprises both of us. Her body is shaking. I didn’t know what she was dreaming about, but it clearly wasn’t nice. I can’t bear to see her like this.

I sit down beside her, wrapping my arms around her and bringing her to my chest. She doesn’t resist, instead she nuzzles her face into my chest. I can’t help the smile that forms on my face at her gesture. “Can you sleep here with me tonight?” she asks, “I get it if you don’t want to, it’s just-” she continues but I cut her off. “Of course I’ll stay with you” I smile at her, rubbing her back soothingly. She smiles. She pulls away and lies back down. I lie down on my back beside her. She shifts closer to me, I move my arm and wrap it around her, she cuddles into my side. Her breathing calms as she drifts off to sleep. I can feel her soft breaths through my shirt. 

My body had been cold since the day the human part of me died, but for the first time since then, I feel warm. She’s started a fire in my heart and it’s warming me up from the inside. A lock of hair falls over her face, I push it behind her ear with my free hand, something I had wanted to do for a long time. I lie there peacefully, basking in feeling of warmth she was supplying me with. My mind is always full of thoughts of her, but now that I have her in my arms, life couldn’t be more perfect. I close my eyes, and for the first time since I died, I fall asleep.

Masterlist

Tsukiuta. [Harukaze To Hibari] Satsuki Aoi & Nagatsuki Yoru Mini Drama Translation.

Finally done!!! Sorry for taking so much time until I got it done. School was giving me work to do at home. There was also some personal feelings that was getting in the way and I was unable to focus while translating ;;__;; Since I know that October will be hell for me when to comes to translating so I ended up think that it’s a bad idea to let this drama CD wait any longer. So here it is! Please enjoy ^^

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forget the revenge and love me (M) jungkook pt.1


BTS member jungkook x reader

all BTS members will appear

genre : fluff/ angst/ smut /mature

words counts : 1251 short chapter sorry ^^


Originally posted by diytae


summery: ‘she’s the reason why he’s gone’ jungkook said staring at the old frame

who’s this psycho !! i don’t know who kept sending this texts : you will suffer ,you are nothing, you will cry a lot, be ready for your next life, hell is waiting and more….

it was him.. jungkook the one who hurt you so far but marrying him is what drove you insane,. is he going to stop revenging on you ?is he even planning to tell you why?

as much you felt pain as much you felt love; what if he felt the same is he going to stop his revenge ??


**chapter one**

The return of the absent

“Omg i can’t believe this i can’t “ Mrs Jeon freaked ;out how the hell you ruined it

“i’m sorry Mrs please forgive me i will do an other dish right now “ the new maid said never stop bowing and apologizing to her ma’am

“it’s all my fault ‘jeon yoonhee’ her mother’s in law said weakly, i was the responsible of preparing the lunch for my grand son, i shouldn’t let this little girl watch for it she didn’t has a good experience and i didn’t tell her to take a look you know i become a weak deaf old woman now” the granny finished her words patting the maid shoulder “go to your work i will fix it “

“omg sorry mother i didn’t mean that “Mrs jeon said nervously feeling guilty

“hhh it’s ok i know you are nervous and exciting to finally meet your beloved son don’t worry we still have time to prepare what he loves i know my grand son well he will eat any thing we prepare for him “**********

airport …

welcome young master it’s been a long time and you finally here now

thanks ‘ajhussi’ i miss old days when you drove me to high school “ jungkook said calmly throwing his head back letting his shoulder and nape rest while the ride started he was dangerously calm he was breathing quietly thinking about a way to find her *******

home…

i can’t believe that was my son jungkookie why was he cold?” Mrs Jeon stared at her husband eyes asking for a good answer

the man too was confused the way jungkook stepped on the mansion wasn’t a way of some one passed four years abroad and finally returned, it hurts him seeing his only son in pain the absent son returned finally to be a heartless jerk !

“honey shall i go to his room now “ his mom  tagged her husband sleeve

“no dear let him alone maybe he’s so tired don’t forget the long flight “

“but he refused to have lunch with us what should i tell my mother in law she spent the whole morning preparing his favorite dishes and sweets “Mrs Jeon said with a sad tone, her husband didn’t hesitate to hold her closer his chest and kiss her forehead “don’t worry honey jungkook is a good man we raised him well he will be ok

3 pm the same day..

a slight knock in the door when  jungkook was laying in his bed gazing the ceiling he just has arrived to his parents house every thing was familiar but he still feel sad “you may get in “ he said wearing his poker face

“ granny !! he said surprising jumping of the bed to help her enter his room he was angry cold and full of blame but when he saw his grandma every thing melted he forgot his new self into her warm lap

“ if your mom will see you now she will definitely have a stroke” the old woman said punching his cheek “welcome sweetheart i missed you so much eeh i became really old the way i was scared i will never see you again

“i’m sorry is all what he managed to say

“ let’s go downstairs i want you to eat your lunch i didn’t have lunch now let’s have our late lunch together

after eating with her jungkook headed to the wide living room his father was reading a news paper while his mother sat beside him to be honest his parents was the sweetest couple he ever met he tried not to grin having a serious expression and join them

his mom gave him a cup of tea and he thanked her but still cold

“ so jungkook are you ready to be the new CEO for our company?” his father asked him

“that’s why i’m here, you wanted my help and i ‘ll try my best” now excuse me i need to go out  

“it’s ok sweetheart his mom added “don’t forget this evening party we will go together

“ ok mom he said heading out to the only one he missed in this earth to the one he will never be able to see again to that one who was a shoulder for him he almost cried biting his lower lip while driving, jungkook stopped by the familiar flower shop to buy a nice bouquet he greeted the owner and picked a nice white roses and continued his road
the grave was in the corner just in his sight now he froze clinched his fist around the roses and finally stepped forward the grave he bowed and approached the grave “hyung he managed to said finally letting his tears fell down “it’s four years now and i couldn’t sleep after that hyung, he sobbed  your departure broke me i’m nothing without you why you left me that way!?? it’s too early how can i leave in peace now ?? jungkook cried loudly his hands touched his hyung grave until he took the old frame “she’s the reason why you’ve gone , i swear i will make her life a hell just like mine for what she did to you don’t worry hyung i studied well and i will find her and revenge on her it’s how you will rest in peace

 in the other side: your home

“omma why shall i go? you said while your mother was busy doing her delicious juice for your nephew “


“it’s ok darling just go with us your father will be proud if you join him don’t forget you’re our elder daughter now you must be responsible though

you nodded your head hating to argue with your mom about this stuffs specially now after she is taking care about ‘taehyung’ the cute little boy sitting beside you smiling hugely after getting his favorite juice

“mommy am i going to that party too teahyung asked you with a cute grin

you pinched his chubby cheek grinning back “yeah you will when you will return 18 years but now you have to go early to bed okay “

“okay mommy “***************

this is my daughter Min y/N your father said introducing you to one of his friends you greeted the elder man with respect

Mrs Min you have a stunning daughter i hope she will be a good heiress for you


i feel bored and i wish to get off this dress right now, aigooo!! when could i go back home you kept singing this in your mind until you headed to the washroom you didn’t notice the young man who actually was observing you after your conversation with your father friend he didn’t even hesitate to go after you.. a while later you decided to go out and just head to one of balconies there it will be better

“omg i’m really sorry you said panicking feeling the hit in your forehead it was really a strong chest aish !!

silence..

you decided to look up to see the coldest eyes you met ever but beautifully dangerous  “sorry sir i was thinking about some thing and i didn’t see you coming

“it’s ok he said and continued his way as you did too heading back to the hall

jungkook leaned down grabbing the smart phone he saw on the floor it was unlocked  the wallpaper was a picture of you and teahyung smiling hugely one day in the beach. jungkook smirked smugly he was doubting but now he’s sure “it’s her finally i’ll start my game…

so this is part one of this fic tell me how is it and your opinion :)))))