off for the day bc i gotta catch an hour of sleep

Just Friends (part four) - Stiles Stilinski

Your knee was bouncing like crazy on the couch of your living room.  Your nerves were eating at you like angry gnomes in the pit of your stomach.

“I’m sorry-” Stiles tried.

“No don’t” You shook your head, looking behind you to the kitchen where your mother currently was.  She’d invited him inside, and Stiles didn’t have the time to say no before your mom ushered both of you into the house.

“y/n I know you didn’t want me to be here and if you don’t want me here then I don’t want to be here if I’m not wanted” You wanted to protest, but you just shook your head, and avoided his gaze.

After everything you’d literally gone through earlier that day, you thought that this wouldn’t happen.  But here you were.

Then your mom came back out, smiling as she sat in a chair across from you.  “So” She said cheerfully.  “How long have you been together?”

“We’re just friends” You said, voice dangerously close to a mutter.

“Okay, well then how long have you been hanging out?” She asked.

“I don’t know” You lied with a shrug.  Even though you knew it was a month and a day.

“Alright… are you going to let Stiles here talk?” Your mom asked, and you looked to your lap.

“Miss y/l/n, it was really nice meeting you, and I’d like to talk again, but my Dad’s been expecting me home for dinner, so I think I should head out” Stiles said while standing.  You secretly sighed with relief.

“y/n can walk you to the door, we hope to see you again Stiles” Your mom said, and you just nodded, walking behind Stiles while your mother went back to the kitchen.

“y/n I’m sorry- I don’t want you to be mad at me” He said, a hand on your arm as you stood in the doorway.

“I’m not-” You glanced to the other room, seeing your Mom was in the kitchen, then whispered.  “I’m not mad at you Stiles, okay? I’m just glad Jerry wasn’t around”

“So I can come by more?” Stiles asked hopefully, smiling a little bit.  You bit your lip.

“I-I don’t know Stiles” You said with a head shake.  “Can we talk about this another time?” Stiles got the hint that you were done with the conversation, which happened quickly with this topic.  “Just.. just give me a few days and I promise we can talk about it again, okay?” He nodded.

“Can I hug you?” You giggled a little, and nodded your head.  Stiles leaned forward, tugging on your arm and pulling you against his chest.  Both of his long arms wrapped around your back.  Your nose was pressed into the crook of his neck, arms laying on the front of his chest.  Stiles set his chin on your head, and after a few seconds, you realized you were swaying back and forth.  You let your eyes slip shut, just enjoying this that you have right here.

“Stiles” He hummed in response.  “Thanks” And that was that.  You pulled away, hands holding each other’s fore arms.  Everything that you’d needed to tell him, came in that one word.  He opened his mouth to speak again, but you heard the garage door in the back opening.  Meaning Jerry was home.


“You have to go” You rushed, and he stuttered  string of syllables you didn’t quite catch.  “Now, please” You begged, opening the door, and you pushed him towards it.

“y/n what’s-”

“Please just please go I’ll call you and we can talk about whatever you want I’ll answer any questions just right now you have to go” He paused, sucking in his lips and nodding.

“Okay” He said, walking out the door.  You were about to close it when he turned abruptly, taking your hand.  Your eyes shot up to his, and for the five seconds you stared at him, you realized no one had eyes as beautiful as his.  His hand squeezed yours, and then he let go.  “We’ll talk later” He said, walking off to the Jeep.  He got in quickly, and waved a little before driving off.

You stood at the door for a few extra moments, leaning on the frame and staring as his Jeep became a smaller and smaller dot.  You breathed out heavily.

Why’d you miss him?


You had quickly ran up the steps, entering the room, and closing your door silently.  You collapsed back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, fingers fumbling over your stomach.  You fell asleep curled up on the mattress.

You woke up two hours later to an obnoxious vibration and the sound of ducks.  Your eyes flickered open slowly, and you yawned as you grabbed your ringing phone.  You glanced at the screen, but pretty much knew only one person would call you anyways.

“’ello?” You mumbled sleepily into the speaker.

“Hey sunshine, did I wake you up?” You shook your head, then realized her couldn’t see you, so you made an ‘nuh uh’ sound into the phone.

“What time is it?” You asked quietly.

“About eight thirty, why gotta be somewhere?”

“No, no just wondering” You said, and rolled over to be laying on your side, curled up slightly under the covers, your phone laying on your cheek.

“So… care to explain earlier?” You licked your lips.

“Yeah okay” You said softly.  Stiles was patiently quiet, waiting for you to speak again.  “Um, Jerry came home” You said plainly.

“Yeah, and what is it that’s so wrong with him?” He asked with a slight chuckle.

“He just uh… he gets drunk and asks dumb questions” You said.  “I didn’t want to embarrass you”

“Please, I don’t know if there’s anything that could possibly embarrass me, I handled your mom right?” 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right” You lied.  If Jerry met Stiles, you didn’t know who he’d beat the crap out of first, you, or him.

“So… I can still pick you up for school tomorrow?” He asked.

“Yeah, yeah okay” You shrugged.  “Just text me when you’re here, and I’ll just come outside to meet you” You told him.

“Alright, I can do that” Stiles said.  “I’ll swing through Dunkin Donuts or Starbucks on the way, what’s your favorite doughnut?” He asked.

“Oh, I don’t know I probably like any kind”

“Probably? Doughnuts aren’t like any other food, they’re a gift from the Gods”

“I’m an atheist Stiles” You chuckled, and he laughed with you.  You suddenly wished that you were there with him, hearing his laugh in person.  It always seemed to warm you up, lighten the mood.  But here, you just felt cold, and lonely.

“Alright, well should I be hanging up on you and letting you sleep?”

“Eh, we all know I’ll be up all night anyways” You said.

“So we can play games?” Stiles asked, a hopefulness in his voice, which made you smile.

“Yeah okay, what games?”

“Chutes and Ladders?” You rolled your eyes.

“Stiles” You scolded playfully.  “What games can you even play over the phone?” You asked, rubbing the corner of your eye.

“Truth or Dare?” He offered.  You thought for a moment.

“I think that’d just be truth or truth” You said.  “But sure, if that won’t bore you” 

“Yeah, sounds cool” He said.  “So, miss y/n, truth or truth?”

“Hmm” You pretended to contemplate.  “Truth” You answered with a giggle.  

“Favorite color?”

“(your answer)” 

“My turn” You said.  “Best memory?”

“Scott peeing on my sand castle in the first grade” You giggled.  “If you could have any pet in the world, what would you want it to be?”

“A turtle” You said.  “Not little, but big enough that I can carry them in both hands” You said.  “I’d name him Jelly” Stiles laughed.

“How creative of you” He said.  “Can I have a turtle too?”

“If I name it” You replied cheekily.

“Okay and what would you name it?” You thought for a moment about it.

“Alexander the Fourth” You replied after a few seconds of silence.  Again, Stiles laugh erupted from the speaker.  Your heart fluttered for an unknown reason.

You went on playing the game for another hour, your voice growing quieter as the night grew closer.  Your mother and Jerry had come upstairs and retreated to their room just down the hall.  You didn’t want to get into trouble for being on your phone, so you continued conversations in a whisper.

“Okay, goodnight y/n” 

“Hm?” You jolted, not remembering the past few minutes.

“You fell asleep, I’m going to bed now”

“How long was I out?” You asked, checking your phone.

“I dunno.. ten minutes tops” Stiles said through a yawn.  You held back your own.

“Okay” You said softly.

“Alright, well.. goodnight”

“Stiles wait-” But he’d already ended the call.  You pulled your phone from your ear, looking at the screen as it faded for a moment, before showing you your home menu.  “Goodnight” You sighed.

Maybe you’d talk to him later.

i’m so sorry i haven’t posted in a few days and i like to post at LEAST once a day… maybe i’ll write a quick little imagine to make up for that.  also.  WHERES MY STYDIA FANS BC THAT KISS(ES)!? DAMN! YES! words cannot describe how happy i feel.  my skin is clear i’m smiling at strangers and i’m flirting with cute peeps.  *high fives self* for once i’m thanking jeff davis.  have a good night everyone 
xoxo ~ jordie


Originally posted by wonnhao

  • sorry this gif has a caption but i have to set The Mood and this v-live was all I could think of when i got this request
  • okay so apparently this is a series?? with mingyu??? where he has this imaginary girlfriend named younghee and honestly i died bc i was not ready when this vlive aired
  • but i got lots of inspiration :D
  • so mingyu has had a few relationships
  • when he gets in one i think he’d be a mix of confident and awkward (kind of like how he was with younghee lmao)
  • mingyu is the kind of guy that’ll come up to you and try to befriend you immediately tho
  • like there’s barely an awkward period
  • at least, for him
  • so you, being a trainee under pledis, you spend a lot of time practicing for your debut
  • if you’re not schooling, you’re practicing
  • this means you’re always at the pledis building, and guess who came to get some last minute dance practice one day :)))
  • mingyu usually comes with wonwoo and a few of the other boys to practice together bc he finds it’s more fun but seeing as they’re all exhausted from practice yesterday mingyu has to go alone
  • the boys usually have a room to train in of their own, and everybody knows that it’s their room so nobody has the balls to use it even when seventeen isn’t there
  • but today they’re not there
  • and you’re too into your dance routine to find another practice room to use
  • mingyu is rlly confused when he comes up to their usual practice room bc he’s so used to them being the only ones using it that he’s like “who dares trespass on our territory”
  • he opens the door a peep and oop, you’re cute
  • you’re in the middle of doing a particularly sensual move on the wooden floors when mingyu just waltzes in and turns off your boombox
  • you’re thinking it’s one of the people you’ll be debuting with so you prop yourself up on your knees and grin and go “how did I do?”
  • but when you look over, it’s def… not a trainee
  • you know everything about seventeen, they’re basically pledis'  babies, and you can’t go anywhere without hearing about them nowadays
  • the only thing is,,, you’re not fond of mingyu
  • you’ve heard rumors from fellow trainees that he’s a natural flirt and overall the general consensus is he’s a playboy in the making and you want nothing to do with that
  • you’re far too focused on having a successful debut that you can’t be bothered
  • “you could use a lil more force in your thrust, I’d be happy to show you how” mingyu offers with a dazzling smile
  • you take that the wrong way completely
  • immediately you scoff and begin stretching, hoping he’d disappear on his own
  • but instead you see him shrug in the mirror and drop his bag in the corner of the room before he plops beside you, beginning to stretch too
  • “aren’t you leaving? this room is taken” you tell him, giving him a nasty glare, but mingyu just beams, totally unbothered
  • “i’m gonna practice with you. hi, i’m mingyu” he holds out his hand for you to shake but you ignore it, going to stretch your arms over your head
  • you’re hoping that your coldness will deter him and he’ll decide this isn’t a fight he can win, but no
  • he’s still there
  • even when you start your own music up again and he doesn’t even know the dance, he attempts to follow your movements, meticulously matching you until he’s doing the dance better than you that handsome tall shit
  • you get back to the bit where you struggled before, having to thrust toward the floor
  • you’re involuntarily holding back even now, very aware of mingyu’s gaze on you
  • you happen to look over and
  • fuck
  • he’s doing the thrust perfectly, with just the right amount of force and flow that makes it look completely natural and really attractive and wow haha are u sweatin
  • mingyu finishes the roll of his hips with a fluid move back onto his knees, and then he grins, throwing your question from earlier back at you  “how did i do?”
  • fucking amazing holy hell how did you do that teach me your ways “you were okay” 
  • you end up having to leave early for singing lessons so you abandon mingyu
  • at first he’s a lil bummed you have to go but then he notices you left your music behind in the stereo and gets a genius idea
  • you don’t realize until the next day that your music is missing, and when you rush back to seventeen’s practice room, you’re mortified to find all of them there, mingyu front and center, showing them your dance
  • “and then it’s like this and this and- oh hey (y/n) come show the boys your dance you did with me yesterday” “how do you know my name”
  • the other boys are just giggling their asses off like it couldn’t be more blatant how much mingyu likes you
  • he’s been talking about you since yesterday and had seungcheol go with him to find out your name from the company
  • “doesn’t matter, come on!!” he even has the audacity to take you by the wrist to drag you further into the room, thirteen pairs of eyes watching you in curiosity and amusement
  • “mingyu…” you warn, glaring hard at his head, but he’s still grinning like an idiot, nudging you softly in the arm
  • “it’s a good dance (y/n). they’ll love it. and i know for a fact you can pull it off way better than i can. i’ll even do it with you!! it’ll be fun!”
  • you’re understandably nervous before them all, bc like they’re your seniors and they’ve been doing this for way longer than you have, and you don’t want to embarrass yourself in front of them but mingyu isn’t letting up any time soon
  • so you finally give in and mingyu starts your music for you before he joins in beside you
  • as soon as you two start dancing tho, all the nerves dissipate
  • you’re lost in the beat, your body moving on its own accord in perfect sync with mingyu’s
  • you don’t even realize how close mingyu is to you, how he moves his body in time with yours as you two are dancing right up against each other
  • to make matters worse, instead of you initially thrusting against the floor, mingyu has maneuvered you and the dance in a way that he’s laying underneath you, grinning ever so cheekily when you catch on
  • dino is forcibly removed from the practice room
  • as soon as you two finish, you collapse on the ground beside him, panting from the unexpected workout, and the others are either in awe or grinning stupidly
  • finally, seungcheol claps his hands together “well i think we’ve been violated enough for one day, good practice everyone”
  • the other boys easily fall back into their own routines again and you’re left panting next to mingyu, oddly satisfied with your performance
  • “that… wasn’t so bad” you admit sheepishly, rubbing your arm as mingyu smiles over at you
  • “told you you could do it” 
  • something about mingyu’s confidence in you after only knowing you for like twenty four hours is really comforting and you find yourself smiling back, the rumors that you’d been fed slowly escaping your mind
  • from that day on, mingyu declares himself your “oppa” which entails taking you out for food at random times in the day, helping you with practices even tho u literally did not ask, and fending off gross male fans once you debut
  • he visits you and you group often, and there is maybe only a handful of v-lives your group has done that mingyu hasn’t shown up in
  • the rumors about mingyu’s flirtatiousness come to a halt as soon as you two become friends and everyone is #speculating but your group and seventeen know what’s up
  • in fact, the only person that is truly oblivious about how mingyu feels is… mingyu
  • like even you know he likes you a lot
  • it’s pretty obvious lmao
  • mingyu thinks he’s being super casual when he,,, texts you at 2 am
  • gets pouty when you spend more time with the other members
  • has fourteen different heart emojis next to ur name in his phone
  • literally refers to you as the love of his life like how goddamn transparent kim mingyu
  • one day he takes you on a late night dinner date to this noodle place and he’s got on his black cap that covers his bleach blond hair, a cozy looking black hoodie and he’s got a shopping bag filled to the brim of things that you can’t make out from how he holds it
  • he orders your food for you and starts babbling on about his day and how tired he is and that their comeback is soon so he should be sleeping rn and you’re just like “??? then why did you take me out for dinner lol”
  • but then he just smiles at you over the rim of his milkshake, a warm blush dusting his cheeks “because I wanted to see you more”
  • at this point, you’re like for fuck’s sake boy just admit your feelings already
  • then he pulls out the bag and he’s grinning like a moron “also!! oppa got you some things since he’ll be busy with the comeback” 
  • and he piles all kind of gifts on the table in front of you like chocolate “bc it’s sweet, like me”, a blanket “since i won’t be there to keep you warm”, even a box of tissues “for the nights when missing me gets too much”
  • he’s halfway through this cheesy shit fest when you just blurt out “kim mingyu is this a date”
  • he’s like O.O gotta blast
  • “w-why would you think this was a date?” “because i know you like me and you’re being very greasy rn so if you could save me the trouble and just confess already that’d be great”
  • mingyu’s ears are lit burning red he’s so embarrassed and it’s the first time you’ve ever seen him so awkward??? usually he takes everything as a joke and is never serious but now he’s fiddling with his fingers and gnawing on his lip and he looks so cute you can’t even deny
  • “…you caught me. i like you a lot (y/n)”
  • he low key expects you to reject him now and leave him looking pathetic in the restaurant but then you just. reach across the table to grab his hand and you’re smiling and… wait holy shit you’re smiling? do ppl usually smile before they brutally reject someone???
  • “about time, dweeb. i like you too. also i’m taking all of this chocolate for myself so don’t even try to ask for any”
  • mingyu is fucking heart eyes the rest of the date ok
  • he’s just watching you eat the chocolate he bought you and when he walks you back to your dorm he’s straight cheesin’ before he kisses your cheek and whispers “goodnight beautiful~” like the goddamn cheeseball he is
  • somehow after confessing he manages to be even more embarrassing
  • any time he sees you in the hallways of pledis’ offices he just throws his arms up dramatically and yells “baby!! it’s me!!! your bf mingyu~”
  • always texting you for selfies when he’s away
  • mingyu: if you don’t send me a pic of u right now i might forget what you look like and not even recognize you when i come back :((( is that what you want
  • you: absolutely
  • the boys know as much as mingyu does about u bc he never shuts up abt you
  • “did you know she used to play this sport when she was a kid? crazy right?? look how cute she is in her lil uniform. omg minghao come back i haven’t showed you the pictures from middle school yet”
  • tall
  • always putting things out of reach when he knows you’ll need those things later so you have to call for him
  • he slides into the kitchen of your dorm with a smile “yes sweetheart did you call for me?”
  • “why are all the forks on top of the fridge”
  • even tho you’re straight up savage with mingyu he knows you love him
  • you always ask if he’s feeling okay and if he needs a lil quiet time
  • you two resign yourselves to the couch and he lays on your stomach, gangly limbs hanging off the furniture as you play with his hair and hum a gentle song in his ear
  • when he gets stressed or insecure during a comeback you’re always the first to be called 
  • just having you in the same room as him calms him like no other
  • sometimes all he really needs is you to look at him and he takes a breath and readies himself for whatever he has to face
  • mingyu really treasures you and he lets you know he’d do whatever possible to convey that to you
  • he’s so thankful that you’re a part of his life and all he wants to do is be the man that you want
  • if he ever gives off the vibe that he feels like he’s not good enough for you, even in a supposedly playful offhanded comment, you just run your fingers through his hair with a smile
  • “kim mingyu, you’re everything i want and more. don’t ever forget that”
  • just saying something like this can get mingyu through anything
  • bc you’re his anchor, his best friend, his confidant, and he’s so glad that you’re his

other boyfriend!seventeen



college boyfriend!wonwoo

college boyfriend!minghao

college boyfriend!jihoon

dating nct jaehyun!!!1!1!

• you guys are super cute
• jaehyun always smiles when he’s w you, not just any smile but he whole, cresent eyes, and the cute, well defined dimples
• he really likes being lowkey w you like
• “hey…,,,, wear a black and white striped shirt tomorrow” “,,,,,ok???”
• the next day
• “oh,,, my,,,, i- we didn’t even realize!!!! haaaa, we’re so perfect for each other”
• he’s awkward in a really non awkward, cute way
• it’s confusing
• it’s like he’s your best friend that happen to be dating and kissing on basis and hugging
• he doesn’t do cheesy things like put your name in his IG bio or anything, but he does make you his profile picture on his social media sites
• there’s some weird shit going on in his lil perv brain
• omg ok when nct u debuted you were like “hoLY- shiT. bABY DO U LOOK GOOD OR DO U LOOK GOOD”
• he’s super tall so you kinda, cling to him but he doesn’t care he likes it
• k he loves kissing you sm sm sm sm
• he kisses the top of your head a lot tho
• ok first kiss time w jaehyun!!!!
• ok so what happened was you were just chilling on the nct boys’ dorm couch
• and the sm BABy rookiES. were like “noONA. LET’S WATCH A MOVIE” and you were like “daMNBOYS. OK”
• jaemin, the princess himself, chose sleeping beauty.
• and at that very moment jaehyun came in the living room and was like “lol what are u guys doing w my girlfriend” and just plopped down in between you and jaemin and jaemin was like “hyuNG. wyD.”
• so it went like, donghyuk, jeno, jaemin, jaehyun, you and jisung.
• the first 4 boys were like, so INDULGED IN THE MOVIE, BUT you and jisung were like “lol lol lol we saw this like 40 times together already let’s just goof off” and you just kept squishing his cheeks being like “ugh jisung u’re like 3 what are u doing in an entertainment company i should be baby sitting you and be feeding u mushed up bananas”
• and jaehyun looked over at you and you whispered to jaehyun while squishing jisung’s cheeks and you were like “omg look at this literal baby jae”
• and jaehyun smiled bc goodness you’d be the most embarrassing mother to you and jaehyun’s children
• and then jisung fell asleep and you got bored and fell asleep with him while leaning on jaehyun’s shoulder
• “WHAT HAPPENED” and you screamed
• and the 2000 boys were like “HYUNG WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER” and he was like “whAT- WHY DO YOU ALL BLAME ME I DIDNT DO ANYTHING”
• and so you just hugged jisung and told him to go back to sleep but he was all shaken up
• and jaehyun just “oK. LET ME. JUST. GO TO MY ROOM.”
• but then 2 minutes later he motioned w his hand for you to come into the room
• and all the babies got up and started following you to his room and jaehyun was like “why- NOT ALL OF YOU. JUST HER. YOU GUYS-”
• a unison of “ooohhhhhhhh” from all the boys who go back to the couch
• and you got into the room and he closed the door and you were thinking “crap”
• but he very awkwardly was like “uh so… uh”
• “a dream??? uh well, did you, enjoy it?”
• “what?”
• “um” and he kinda, walked closer towards you and you just stayed there and he got crazy close to you and he put one of his hands on your cheek and another one on your hip and put his lips on yours and you hesitantly kissed back and put your arms around his neck and sjdjrjejf
• then he gently took his lips off of yours and smiled and he just kinda laughed and it was so cute honestly
• and you coughed and was like “um, uh, we should, take the boys, out of ice cream or something they…they wanted ice cream”
• and he put his arm around your shoulders and was like “alright”
• and fast thinker jaemin was like “hA. LOL. STUPiD US. JENO YOUR CONTACTS AREN’T HERE”
• “me-? oh- Oh YEAH MY CONTACT-”
• “jeno, you don’t wear contacts.”
• “you guys still gonna buy us ice cream or” cause all donghyuk wanted was some ice cream
• y'all did end up getting ice cream tho bc you love jisung sm, he’s you and jaehyun’s baby and he wanted ice cream
• it was a fun day
• ok when firetruck came out you went nuts
• ok you once found an old predebut video of him having a full on conversation by himself in english in his english class and you sent it to him
• he didn’t reply for like, 12 hours
• he cooks for you and you guys cook together sometimes it’s great
• you wear his sweaters sometimes and it’s so cute he loves it you look so tiny
• jaehyun made you cry once
• you guys were best friends first before you guys started dating
• he’s so modest it makes you ejdjfjfk
• ok jaehyun, not to be weird, but he gets boners a lot
• you pretend not to notice sometimes bc “jaehyun come on this happened on stage too you gotta chill man i know you’re growing up and you cant help it and all but-”
• but sometimes you just laugh and give him a small kiss on the cheek and continue doing what you were doing or something bc yoU GUYS AREN’T GONNA DO IT EVERYTIME HIS FRIEND ACTS UP DOWN THERE
• ok but he gets needy he just, hugs you a lot and back hugs you when he NORMALLY REALLY DOESNT, and he kisses you and whispers in your ear and, hM. IT’S TEMPTING BUT YOU’RE A STIFF STONE YOU’RE “you’re cute”
• you guys watch nct life together
• when he sleeps over/when you sleep over it’s so fun you always ask him to sing you to sleep and he does sing and skdkf
• but honestly most of the time y'all are gummy bears, potato chips, video games, dance breaks, and candy till 4am
• lol ok he looks at you, the same way he looks at honey butter chips and oh my goodness it’s the cutest thing
• johnny always messes w jae like “yoUR BAE OR HONEY BUTTER CHIPS JAEHYUN. ANSWER ME. 3, 2, 1. OHHHHH”
• ok jaehyuns lock screen is a picture of you and him together, smiling and laughing at your favorite coffee shop that yuta took when he was with hansol.
• ok so yuta and hansol were stalking you, but the way they put it was “we were not stalking you we were following you to make sure that you were being nice kids and just going on clean, 18 and under age dates.” and while they were behind the bushes, they saw you and him laughing at something and you two looked so cute that yuta snapped a pic and sent it to jaehyun and hansol was like “…wait. YUTA-” and then at that very moment jaehyun and your heads turned and you two made eye contact w hansol and yuta who was awkwardly standing behind the bushes of the coffee shop.
• it was a weird day
• jaehyun’s home screen is a picture of you sleeping, your hair in your face, your mouth kind of open, your cheek squished up from the pillow under your cheek and you hate it but he thinks it’s the cut e s t thing e v e r. it’s his favorite picture of you.
• he loves feeding you and being fed like he’s kinda shy about it but he loVES. IT.
• jaehyun doesn’t really get jealous, i mean, he does like any other guy, but he prefers to talk it out with you and ask you directly rather than keeping his emotions and questions to himself and hurting both himself and you and the relationship.
• he pretends you’re his giant teddy bear
• he likes it when you sit on his lap
• he does aegyo when you’re sad or when he wants something and you’re like “uGHWHAT”
• he loves spooning well, not spooning but, he just likes holding on to you while you’re both laying down
• he loves it when you touch his hair and play with it
• he catches all the bugs and when you’re scared he’s like “iTSOK I GOT YOU”
• when you’re cold, he doesn’t hesitate to take his jacket off and give it to you
• or when you’re like “oh no you’re gonna be cold ill be fine” he just let’s you sit in between his legs and he just drapes around you like a giant blanket
• ok your selfies are so cute it could be super casual where to u’re wearing normal clothes and just smiling or you guys could be wearing weird clothes that look like you’re about to go on stage to perform for lady gaga, sticking your tongues out, they’re all cute, super cute
• you guys say “i love you” when you’re in the mood for it meaning like, you guys would be watching TV then it’d get boring and you guys would just be smiling and really quiet and then he’d say “i love you” really quietly and pat your head.
• he talks in 3 different languages
• now he’s learning chinese from winwin and kun and his chinese classes so, 4 LANGUAGES. Y A Y.
• you saw jaehyun in a suit, once.
• once was enough.
• “stoooooooop”
• you guys never stop smiling around each other
• you guys, barely fight/argue
• he once took advice from johnny and, “went for it” aka took your head band to wash his face without getting his bags wet.
• “she won’t notice” he said. “she won’t laugh” he said. “SHE WON’T TAKE PICTURES OF YOU AND KEEP THEM FOREVER.” HE SAID

• he lied. johnny lied. and johnny’s the one that told you about the head band thing, allowing you to get the picture in the first place.

YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HARD THIS WAS I HAD TO START THIS OVER AGAIN LIKE, 6 TIMES WHEN I WAS ¾ DONE BC I KEPT CLICKING THE BACK BUTTON AND SJDJJFKG i feel like this one isn’t as good as the other ones bc i restarted it so many times omg but yES. bias wrecker af jaehyun yes thank u for existing u wonderful human being//giraffe.

First Day of School (Jin)

So now it is time for the next series!! My week is gonna be busier than normal bc I have a test in a couple days so I wanted this week’s series to be something I could write easily bc some series take more time to write but father!BTS is always something that I find easy to write bc it’s so super cute to me so without further ado, to start us off as he always does is the amazingly talented first half of Jinkook, one of seven princes, the tiny sweetheart who’s not actually tiny at all like his shoulders are so broad and he’s so tall but he’s tiny to me bc he’s cute and precious and I wanna wrap him up in a blanket and give him ice cream, Kim Seokjin aka Jin

  • All of the father related posts are here
  • For everyone that hasn’t read the original father!Jin post, he has one daughter aka the mini Jin in a female form
  • She’s got those cute lil chubby cheeks (hi I love chubby cheeks so fucking much especiaLLY ON BBYS) and those bby lips and the warm brown eyes so she’s just a walking teeny tiny Jin with pigtails and a Mario plushy that’s bigger than she is
  • I also have this head canon that she’s just really tiny especially next to Jin bc how cute is that tol and smol who are forever holding each other’s hands and hugging and giving each other’s cheeks lots of kisses
  • Lil bub is s o excited for her first day of school, she’s got her backpack set a week before the first day, she’s got her outfit picked out, she knows what hair style she wants she’s just so excited 
  • Jin’s a lil sad bc his bby his angel she’s growing up so quickly but he’s also beyond proud of her bc hell yeah what an awesome kid high five Jin
  • Mornings with them are normally pretty calm
  • He wakes her up by rubbing her shoulder or sometimes carrying her downstairs bc no matter how old she gets, you can bet that he’s gonna carry her around like a princess bc she IS one he will fight anyone that says differently
  • They a l w a y s make breakfast together, this one time she’s feeling really sick so he makes her something to eat while she’s asleep bc she needs sleep to heal up but she gets so sad when she finds out he cooked without her and her eyes got all watery so he’s never left her out of the breakfast making ever since
  • Even if it’s just cereal, he’s gotta let her pour it into the bowls which turns into him catching all of the cereal that doesn’t make it into the bowl
  • You always come down to the kitchen to see Jin holding her with one arm and stirring around whatever he’s cooking with his free hand and she’s got a lil juice box and she just looks so content 
  • They chat about their dreams from the previous night and he keeps sneaking her bites of the food especially if he’s doing something with fruit bc that’s instant food just cut it up and go so she gets lots of snacks whenever he makes blueberry pancakes or banana bread or anything like that, those are her favorite to make
  • But on that first day of school, she’s wa y to pumped up to be able to sit still so he lets her run around the kitchen for a bit to burn some of that energy off and he’s just smiling to himself bc she’s a playful kid but she’s never been t hi s hyped up
  • He films her for a few seconds and the entire time he’s giggling bc she stops mid-run and hugs the dog and starts cooing at it before running back over to Jin with that adorably excited grin
  • Jin helps her get ready bc he wants to be there for her first day so you let him handle most of it and just sit with them and help out if they need it but you’re also more than glad to let him do it bc it’s always so precious to see how gentle he is with her and the look of complete and utter adoration in his eyes whenever he looks at her
  • He braids her hair for her bc he didn’t spend the entire pregnancy learning how to braid and trying to force a very displeased Jungkook to sit still long enough to use him as his model for nothing
  • At this point, he knows more braids than he ever thought he would but he’s okay with that bc his princess l o v es braids they’re her favorite hair style
  • Her first outfit is this super pink dress that come with matching pastel pink tights that have polka dots all over them and she goes for some flats that have all the sparkles 
  • She picks her entire outfit even though Jin offered to help her out and he’s just :D as she’s looking through her clothes and she gets this really serious look on her face where she’s got a bit of a pout going on and her brow furrows bc she’s concentrated and Jin has to hold back from smothering her in kisses bc she’s just too precious
  • Her lil backpack is a Peach bag of course bc she’s been around Mario her whole life and lo ves playing it with Jin but her lunchbox is a Dragon Tales lunchbox
  • Her lil feet are swinging the entire car ride to the school and she keeps telling the both of you how excited she is and that she knows she’ll make lots of friends
  • Also quick head canon bc my Namjin heart but she and Namjoon’s daughter are around the same age (joon’s bby is a few months younger) so they’re in the same grade and are each other’s best friends all throughout their lives
  • Saying goodbye is definitely the hardest part, Jin knows that it’s only a few hours but he’s never not been able to be around her, he’s had to work of course but he’s always known that if he wanted to see her, he could just go home or call you and ask to speak to her, he can’t do that with school
  • He hugs her really tightly and he’s gotta hold some tears back and he gives her so many kisses and keeps telling her how much he loves her, if you didn’t know Jin, you would literally think she was going away for a month but he’s just really proud and a bit sad but mainly happy 
  • Bby Kim is already there so the second lil bub goes in, she has her best friend there so Jin knows she won’t be alone on her first day and he waves at her every time she turns around to see if he’s still there
  • “Have fun, princess!! I love you!!! …hey no, don’t walk away yet you gotta say it back first”
  • “Let’s go, Jin, before you get into trouble for running into a classroom”
  • He sighs really loudly and starts to drag his feet to the exit all mopey bc she didn’t hear him say ily bc she was too busy being greeted by the other kids
  • But then he hears tiny feet running towards him and he feels her cheek squish against his leg and her tiny arms are hugging his legs bc that’s all she can reach
  • “I love you too!!”

• Your first impression of him would probably be that he’s the greasiest boy ever and is really quite full of himself.
• HIS first impression of you would’ve been that you were the most beautiful human in the universe.
• he’d ask you out by simply doing it, walking straight to you and spitting the words out.
• “you, me, a date tomorrow, pick you up at 8” //insert flirtatious wink//
• your first date together was a movie date and he rented out the entire cinema so there was just you two there. he probably tried to make moves in the dark bc he’s greasy asf, the classic yawn then low key wrap their arm around you, the reach over for popcorn but is really an excuse to get you flustered bc his face tOO cLOSE OHMYGOSH CNT BREATHE, stuff like that. it was fun though, he kept cracking jokes that got you choking on your soda.
• is the king of cheesy pickup lines
• “did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”
• “are you from Tennessee? because you’re the only ten, I see”
• “seungcheol, stop.”
• loves to give you cute pet names that get the other members gagging a little in their mouths.
• “poopsy doodles” “schnookums” “oojy woojy koojy moojy poo poo”
• and you just stand there kinda just dying of embarrassment bc seungcheol plS there are people around!!1!!1!
• your first kiss with him was after their debut, they had just released ‘akkinda’ and he was just so happy that the words just flew out of his mouth.
• “I’m so happy, I could… I could just kiss you right now!”
• “then do it.”
• he has a habit of gripping your hand tightly when he feels the need to protect you, whether it be someone trying to fight you or you just feel unsafe. SUPER S.COUPS IS HERE
• his favourite type of kiss is literally every kiss I mean, as long as he gets to kiss you amiright? smooches, forehead kisses, cheek kisses, you name it, you’re bound to experience all of those once or twice and knowing seungcheol it would probably be more than that lmao.
• you’ll know when he wants a kiss because he’ll either tell you straight up or whine like a baby, making as many excuses as possible to get one.
• “jagiiii!!1! I’m dying! Quick kiss me before your beloved boyfriend disappears forever!”
• seungcheol loves to give you hugs where he buries his face in your hair and when he rests his chin on top of your head. his hugs are usually very strong and secure and when you get inside one of those, there’s no way of getting out unless he lets you.
• he likes hearing you talk, whether it be singing, or just talking to him on the phone, he’s such a good boyfriend that simply hearing your melodic voice is enough to make him smile awh
• he despises it and even gets a little ticked off whenever you look down at yourself and think that you’re not good enough. whenever he hears you or even senses you feeling that way he will grab you by the cheeks and stare deeply and intensely in your eyes.
• “you listen here, and you listen good, okay? you, are the most amazing person I could ever have the pleasure of meeting. you’re the light of my world and the one that always keeps me grounded. without you in my life, I don’t know where I’d be. so don’t even think, not even for a second, that you’re not good enough for me.” • has an addiction to 2PAC like seriously he rants on and on about him, so much that sometimes you gotta just lowkey show him you’re not really interested.
• he likes 2PAC so much that for his birthday you organised all the members to help purchase the newest 2PAC album/mixtape and when seungcheol opened it he was so happy and demanded to know who’s brilliant idea it was. when he found out it was YOU the biggest grin spread on his face and he like sprinted over to where you were and showered you with kisses and thank you’s.
• secretly watches you sleep whenever you take naps and he just smiles to himself BC HOW’D HE GET SO DAMN LUCKY
• “babe lets buy these couple shirts, they would TOTALLY look cute on us!”
• “what about these matching necklaces? or those cute little couple promise rings??!!! I jUST WANT TO TELL THE WORLD UR MINE JAGI”
• gets jealous so easily. if he sees someone even look at you in a way he doesn’t like, he’s straight up going to makeout with you right then, right there and be an affectionate little puppy to show them that YOURE TAKEN. YEAH THATS RIGHT! YOURE TAKEN BY HIM
• will do anYTHING to make you a flustered mess on the floor
• gives you small kisses all over your face, even in front of the members, which makes you die a little.
• on the rare occasion does anyone ever catch seungcheol off guard and gets him flustered, but oh you can. you play his game and get greasy right back at him, teasing him with your kisses, purposely distancing yourself from him just to watch him squirm, giving him cheesy pickup lines. yes, he tries to fight back, but you usually win.
• your phone background is a picture of you and seungcheol sleeping on each other in the practice room, that Jeonghan took a picture of bc he’s you’re number one shipper.
• his phone background is a candid photo he took of you bc he thought you just looked beautiful in that particular moment
• being the leader of a 13 member group really takes its toll on seungcheol, you’re always trying to pry him away from the practice room because he’s ALWAYS in there working himself too hard, thinking about how the group could get better, stronger. on some occasions, you barely get a glimpse of him for days, because he’s always busy working hard.
• “seungcheol, let’s go home, you’ve been in here for hours..”
• “jagi, I can’t, I need to work on this until I’m happy with it, everyones depending me.”
• due to his role as the leader, seungcheol sometimes comes home in the wee hours of the morning, so he can’t wish you goodnight. but he always makes sure to ring you or text, wishing you a good nights sleep and that he loves you.
• and how he wakes you up? he’s always sleeping in so its always YOU having to wake up first and waking him up by flopping on top of him and pecking his cheek.
• seungcheol doesn’t have many insecurities, but his biggest one is the fact that he may not be up for the job, he might not qualify to be the leader of such a successful group. you’re always having to stop him from what he’s thinking, telling him to take deep breaths and reassuring him that he was, and he is the perfect person for his job, he’s got great leadership, he’s kind, and all in all, he’s more qualified than anyone in the world.
• you’re first fight with seungcheol was over something silly, he asked if you could come in and babysit the members for him while he went and ran some errands, they were such a big handful that you had to bring seungcheol back bc it was TOO HARD.
• “you’re telling me that you brought me back because they were being too noisy and loud?!”
• “it’s not MY fault! YOURE the one who signed me up for this!”
• then you got really quiet bc a) he yelled at you and he’s NEVER yelled at you before and b) did he just mention that he planned for you and him to have children in the future???! tears threatened to come out of your eyes but you quickly turned your back to him and wiped them away.
• he ended up wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and whispering his apologies in your ear, saying how he’s sorry to have exploded like that.
• “I’m just worried, you know, what about the future kids?’
• despite the fact that seungcheol can come off as immature, when it comes to you and seventeen, he’s serious about it all. don’t think for a second that he doesn’t mean it when he says I love you.
“jagiya, saranghae ~chu” - bby s.coups

Heres the rest of the characters for the head canon prompt you guys c: three days after i posted the first set…¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 



What they smell like: He smells so fucking good. He just smells sexy theres no other way to describe it. Just imagine a woody aroma with a dash of orange blossoms

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): He goes to bed late and sleeps in till his alarm goes off for a third time but not enough to make him have to rush. He hogs the cover so much during the night and he moves his legs around a lot, you will get kicked. He moves his body around in general. While he falls asleep on his back, during his sleep he’ll always end up turning over and hugging either a pillow or part of the blanket against his head so if he was sharing a bed you can bet he’d get his grip on you and you’d be held against him until he wakes up.

What music they enjoy: Kuroo likes his rock and pop punk but he also likes the tunes you’d hear at a club 

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: After actually getting out of bed he’ll only take like 20 minutes to be out of the house. 5 of that being him trying to get his hair to flatten but to no avail

Their favorite thing to collect: posters of gravure idols probably bc he’s a teenage boy

Favourite sport: Vb 

Favourite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): He’d check out any fun places they have in the area like fairs and the cool monuments and stuff 

Favourite kind of weather: Crispy but sunny autumn days 

A weird/obscure fear they have: He’s probably one of those people that flinch away from dogs

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: darts 

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Useless - Jimin Fluff/Angst Scenario

Originally posted by parkjiminz

hey so i’m rlly trying to get out as much as i can for angst week, so angst week might go for like two weeks bc i have a lot of hw and i promised to write a bunch of angst and i cant do that in just one week, so yeah (ALSO THIS WAS DONE ON SATURDAY BUT MY LAPTOP STARTED BEING ANNOYING SO I CAN JUST NOW POST IT, I’M SORRY)

prompt: ¨look, i know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. i’m also a crybaby, and i can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay?¨ with jiminnie

¨You want me to what?¨ You ask.

¨Can you please help me ask Fei out on a date?¨

You pause.

¨…Uhm.. Why are you asking me?¨ You awkwardly chuckle.

¨You’ve had classes with her, right? Maybe you know her better than I do,¨

¨Can’t you ask Hoseok to help you?¨ You say.

¨But I want you to.¨ He says.

You pull the phone away from your ear, trying to mentally toughen up before you press the phone back to your head.

¨Meet me tomorrow, a hour before school starts, at the gate.¨ You mumble.

He cheers, mumbling a thank you that is answered with an ended call.

He had brought everything you told him to.

He was fidgeting with his clothes and fixing his hair and you had to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling from remembering how he was when he was first with you.

¨Now just go in and confess.¨ You weakly say.

You start your way to the study hall, wanting to not have to see the scene that would happen in a few minutes.

¨Wait!¨ He catches up to you, ¨Aren’t you gonna give me like tips or what I should say?¨
¨You’ve got it down-packed, Jimin, you’ll be fine.¨

¨No, I won’t, I still need your help!¨
¨Well, maybe I don’t want to help you!¨ You had, officially, snapped.

¨Maybe, I don’t want to watch you confess to the smartest and prettiest girl in the school.¨ You said, a lot more quietly.

¨I know we said we could just be friends, but that’s what everyone says when they break up…. Frankly, I can’t watch you do this, it’s killing me and I’m not going to torture myself for you, Jimin. I’ve already done that before.¨

You hate bringing up the fact that he was the reason for your breakup, but you had no choice.

Jimin was turning red, and started stuttering his words.

¨That’s enough.¨ You turn around and start running.

You didn’t know where you were going, but you had ended up as far away from him as possible.

You dropped your bookbag on a school bench, looking around at the cherry blossoms in the near distance.

You exhaled, settling on some grass, before you felt hot tears splashing onto your tennis skirt.

You quickly wiped them away, laying down and closing your eyes to try and forget all the things that had happened in the last two days.

Jimin and Fei were currently the it-couple.

The couple you and Jimin never were.

She had him wrapped around his finger, and you’d often see them kissing behind lockers after and before school.

At first, you were hurt about it, but you had eventually become numb to it all.

Everything was the same until one day, a certain girl walked into class with a face red and puffy.

Lee Fei was furiously wiping at her eyes as she struggled to get the materials she needed for class.

You were the only two people who actually came to class this early, so eventually she had to turn to you after she was settled.

¨What?¨ She asked quietly.

¨…I-I just wanted to know if you were okay.¨ You say.

She ignores you, reaching in her bag for some makeup products to hide her flustered look.

You were curious as to what happened, but you didn’t know how to find out.

You had found out at lunch, as it was the hot topic of today.

Although Fei hadn’t dropped a single tear after you caught her that morning, her face was almost stone all day, and she barely spoke in class.

She didn’t even raise her hand to answer all the questions in class like she usually did.

And it was all your fault.

Earlier today, Fei had snuck up on Jimin… and heard something she didn’t want to hear.

¨Jin said Jimin was talking to Taehyung about you, and he had accidentally let it slip that… he still loves you.¨

You almost choke on your ramen.

¨Excuse me, I gotta go.¨ You say.

You get up instantly, and start your way to find Park Jimin.

He was sitting in an empty classroom, headphones in and staring out a window.

You entered and he looked up, smiled at you and then looked away.
¨Jimin.¨ You call out.

He sighs, taking out one earbud and watching as you close the door and walk towards him.

¨What happened?¨

¨You heard, huh?¨

¨I caught Fei crying first period. So I was guessing…¨

¨I fucked up. Like I always do.¨

You couldn’t disagree, so you stayed silent.

¨I’m in love with you. I just figured it out after being with her for a while and I needed to get it off my chest to someone who wouldn’t judge me… Just turns out I said it at the wrong moment.¨ He says.

¨She’s literally perfect, how could you not learn to love her, Jimin?¨

¨Because she’s so perfect. I go to her mansion and get served the finest tea and she helps me study things I don’t know and she’s ridiculously pretty and she works out every day, hardly ever sits down to rest. She scolds me if I so much as make a small mistake

¨With you, I show up to your house and you’re hardly even dressed, and your hair’s really frizz because you forgot to sleep with your headscarf on, you burp at inappropriate times and sit around and watch Cartoon Network for 10 hours straight, and you’re really artistic and gorgeous and you’re really smart but your nonchalant about it and you don’t mind when I act really gross around you.¨ He finishes.

¨I do mind, actually.¨

He chuckles.

¨I don’t have to be perfect around you… and I love that. I now realize that I just took you for granted.¨

He stands up, reaching out for you before pulling you closer by your skirt waistband.

He wraps both arms around you, and then pulls you into his chest.

You breathe in his scent and release a sigh, getting lost in the moment.

¨I want to be yours again.¨ He quietly mutters.

¨You always were.¨ You reply.

yeah, fluffy angst is what is coming currently, but it might get rougher idk, so yeah this was fun to write, lmao

thanks for reading~

as a thank you for all those AMAZING mentions in the fanfic apreciation post (THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH THESE MADE MY ENTIRE DAAAYYY AAAHH) i decided to do this request, which only ended up taking me abt an hour bc i was so inspired by all of your kind words! sorry for messiness in advance, but yeaahhh enjoy!




If there was one thing Gray disliked in life – it was favors.

Being a logical man, he’d assumed his entire life that favors were things to be paid back. An eye-for-an-eye sort of deal, he supposed. But it seemed that with his dime-store luck, all his favors never really ended up being paid back.

Just do me this quick favor,” Lyon’s pleading voice echoed through his phone, barely audible over the raucous sounds of the subway. “Pick up Ultear from dance today, I can’t come walk her home, my shift got extended. I know I said I’d be the one to walk her home, but just this once, please?”

Gray knew he had to say yes, not out of courtesy to Lyon, but for Ultear. Although her ramshackle dance studio wasn’t what he considered far from their shared apartment, it was the simple fact that he would never allow a fourteen year old girl to walk home, alone, after dark, in a nightlife city like Magnolia.

“Fine.” Gray’s reply came in a sort of grumble, he had been looking forward to collapsing onto his bed (which doubled as a couch – the luxury of a bed couldn’t nearly be afforded by him at this point in his life) and sleeping six hours until his telltale morning shift would begin at 8 a.m. sharp.

Gray desperately wished that at least something in his life would be routine – he wished that every day he wouldn’t have to face the question of whether or not they’d have enough money to pay the bills, the rent, basic human needs, etc. Not to mention Ultear’s sole luxury of dance class, which, even if he were truly heartless, he wouldn’t have the guts to take away from her. She didn’t have much. Why not let her have this, at the least?

Thank god. I’ll see you at home, bro. I’m going to the grocery store after to pick up some stuff, do you know if we have any-“

“We don’t.” Gray answered simply. A short and quick way of saying that the refrigerator was completely empty.

Ah. Good to know. What’s my budget?” Lyon asked, knowing full well that Gray was the economics consultant of their three-person household.

“Twenty-five bucks.” Gray answered curtly. The subway roared to life and Gray felt his feet move robotically onboard, making mental note to not forget to get Ultear before walking home.

Nice. Hopefully I can get me some coupons…Oops, gotta go! Boss is tellin’ me to get off my ass. Don’t forget Ul!”

“I won’t.” Gray reminded grimly. It was ironic that Lyon, perhaps the most forgetful person on the face of the earth, would have toe nerve to remind Gray, the most rigid of them all, to not forget a key piece of information.

The subway moved dully – like a lullaby – and the unfamiliar faces blinked like starlight. If Gray wasn’t used to the scenery, he might be overwhelmed sensory wise – the smells, visions, and feelings all combined into a culture shock that could send any country-kid sprawling, but lucky (or unlucky) enough for Gray, he had been raised in the city his whole life. There wasn’t a moment in time when something wasn’t happening.

He wondered if he’d ever be able to experience complete, and total silence.

The subway came to a screeching stop and he supposed not.

He pushed his way out of the subway, not bothering for niceties, because it wasn’t like he was going to see any of these people’s faces again, anyway.

The dance studio was barely a quarter mile from the station, squeezed in between a sandwich shop and a drug store, next to which was an alleyway where someone hoping to sell things outside the law would surely find business.

These reasons amounting to the purpose of Gray walking his younger sister home. He could imagine the sorts of vile folk that would linger by a dance studio, lithe young girls walking in and out all the time.

The thought sickened him, but he always had to be cautious. For Ultear, after all.

He looked down at his watch. Fifteen minutes until Ultear would officially be excused, however there was no point in waiting outside to catch his death on the high winds. There was probably a bench or something inside where he could catch some brief shut-eye before walking Ultear home.

He let himself into the studio, ignoring the suspicious creak in the door and the painful lack of clear light. It was obvious the studio was less than well taken care of, probably the reason why the lessons came cheaper for Ultear in the long run.

There was a split in the hallway, two separate studios with girls and boys alike stretching across the mirrors and bars in the rooms.

Unfamiliar with the territory and seeing no place to sit, Gray simply leaned against the wall where he had a perfect view of both rooms (looking like an extreme creep in the process). His dark jacket and hooded eyes did little to help his reputation.

He spotted Ultear in the room to the left, younger dancers huddled in little circles as they practiced stretches and leaps, crazy shit Gray couldn’t do even if he had a harness around his waist. He had no clue how Ultear found stretching your body to the utmost limits and jumping around was enjoyable, but hey, it wasn’t his pastime.

The room on the right housed older dancers, and Gray would be lying if he said he didn’t appreciate the long legs and tight clothes they donned, but he wasn’t a creeper, so he tended to look away whenever his gaze was drawn back to the girls in that room.

In Ultear’s room, the girls and few boys split apart and began doing collective stretches, Ultear caught his eye and waved curiously. He had never been the designated brother to pick her up from dance, it was always Lyon. She was understandably confused, but went right back to stretching like it didn’t even matter, which it didn’t.

That’s when he saw her.

Lazily, his gaze trickled back to the opposite room, where the girls had parted to leave one girl standing in the middle of the room, legs poised to jump and arms delicately positioned at her sides. She was like a doll – almost surreal. He’d never seen anything like it.

Slow, hypnotic music emitted from a rusty radio in the corner of the room and the girl leaned back to the rhythm, like liquid, her back bent so easily it was like she was made entirely of music. Her legs twisted and the rest of her body followed, spinning into a tight, yet lazily slow pirouette that mirrored the beat of the song so well he became convinced that she herself was apart of the music, and not a separate embodiment.

Dancing wasn’t supposed to be like that, was it?

The girl bent her leg upwards, her arm swinging down to the floor as she performed what he could only describe as a flip – yet one of her legs remained on the floor the entire time.

Entranced, Gray felt his eyes glaze over as he watched her dance. Her long, shapely legs curled inwards as she spun and out when she’d jump – how did she do it? It was like she’d forcibly told gravity and physics to shut the fuck up while she danced – like she could do anything.

At this point, Gray was positive someone had noticed him staring at her like a dumbstruck idiot, but he was too enthralled to look away. She was enchanting. Soon, a few other dancers joined her, but his eyes stayed fixed on her and her fluid like dancing.


Gray snapped his eyes shut and blinked a few times before looking downwards to the familiar voice of his sister.

“…Are you ok? I just finished, we can go now.” Ultear gestured to her dance bag she was carrying and the sweatpants she had put over her dance shorts.

“Oh. Oh, good.” He spoke lowly, hoping she hadn’t noticed him drooling at the sight of the other dancers.

Her eyes followed where his had been, to the other room, and she looked at him understandingly.

“They’re amazing, aren’t they?” She asked him. The other dancers from her class passed them by, but Gray only stood there, stunned.

“I…I mean, they’re…they’re pretty good, I suppose.” He stumbled, clearing his throat a few times uncomfortably.

Ultear looked at him, an impish smile stretching across her cheeks.

“You wanna meet her, don’t you?”

Somehow, Gray knew exactly who she was talking about.

No.” He said sternly. “Time to go.”

“But Graaayyy,” Ultear whined, latching her demon claws onto his wrist and pulling him to the right. The music in the room stopped, and the girls began packing up their things just as the kids from Ultear’s class had.

“Now’s your chance!” Ultear cheered, pushing him forcibly into the room.

However, Ultear forgot to account to the fact that her older brother was much taller and stronger than her, and had no trouble resisting her pushes.

“Not a chance, kid. Let’s go.” He told her, wheeling her around so that she was facing the exit. She stomped her foot childishly.

“Can you at least carry my bag? Lyon always does!” She said pointedly. Gray looked at her skeptically.

“Not a chance, and I ain’t Lyon. Let’s get out of here.” He said succinctly. Ultear glared at him, a familiar desire for revenge glinting in her hard, dark eyes.

Shit, Gray thought. A pissed-off Ultear was not something you wanted at the top of your list.

“Hey, Juvia!” She turned and waved quickly, a plastic smile on her face as she sent Gray a silent glare while waving hysterically into the room full of older girls.

To Gray’s utter horror – the dancer, the amazing one, stood up and waved politely back at his sister. Then, she made her way over to them, and Gray was keen enough to notice that she even walked the way she danced, smooth and thorough, with complete and total direction. Stupidly incredible, really.

“Hello, Ultear. Is Lyon not here to walk you home today…?” She asked, her voice was like rain, cascading and fluid. Gray almost did a double take. Why was he describing her so…weirdly? She was just a girl? Just…a girl.

“No, my lame brother Gray is walking me instead. He was just about to carry my bag!” Ultear said sneakily. Gray almost growled under his breath as he reached over and grabbed Ultear’s dance bag obediently.

“Wanna walk home with us?” Ultear asked sweetly. The girl – Juvia, he noted – looked back at her bag ad nodded.

“Um…if you’re both ok with that, then sure, just….let me go grab my things.” She turned and walked back, Gray’s eyes following her the whole time.

The second she was out of earshot, Ultear punched his ribcage.

“Could you stop staring at her like she’s a steak? It’s weird, jesus christ.” Ultear mumbled. Gray flicked the back of her neck.

“Watch your mouth, kid. And I’m not staring at her, stop exaggerating,” Gray muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes, ironically enough, sought her out amongst the thinning crowd of girls.

A few of said girls giggled as they walked by, annoyingly, as if Gray were a new specimen for them to gossip over on their way back home. If there was another thing Gray hated, it was being fawned over, the way these girls did all within econds of seeing him.

Lyon probably ate this shit up, stupid bastard. Loved attention, particularly from females but knowing him he doesn’t complain where it comes from. He probably enjoyed watching Juvia, too. Her dancing wasn’t the only thing interesting she had to look at.

Juvia walked back over to them, drawstring bag hanging from her sharp shoulders. She had a dancer’s body, for the most part. Strong, long admirable legs, and a flat and toned waist. Her hair – which, on closer inspection, Gray now realized was a stark shade of dark blue, was pulled back into a loose bun, a few strands falling to meet her cheeks and face halfway, like a watery picture frame to match the hue of her ocean blue eyes.

“Ready to go?” She inquired. Ultear smiled and nodded.

“You know, Juvia lives at the apartment building across the street from ours. Ultear informed him as they began walking. Gray nodded grimly. That meant that she was more well off then they were – the building across the street was a bit more…nice, so to speak. More expensive, too.

Still an apartment, though.

“So…Gray,” he took a moment to indulge himself in the musical way Juvia said his name, before shaking his head visibly.

“Do you, Lyon and Ultear all live in the same building?” She asked, blue eyes widening in curiosity. Ultear cut him off before he could even form an answer.

“Yup. No parents, our parents are dead and gone.” Ultear answered her quickly.

Juvia’s face morphed sympathetically. “Oh! Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s fine.” Gray interrupted her, sending a heated look to Ultear. “It’s been a long time.”

“Ah…well, my mother died a long time ago, I live with my dad in Centreside.” She told him. Interesting.

“Juvia’s the best dancer at our studio,” Ultear said, a slightly proud, braggy tone. Gray knew that they obviously weren’t the most renowned studio in Magnolia City, so it made sense that she’d have a little pride in a gifted dancer like Juvia.

“Er, well, I don’t think that’s true, there’s lots of good dancers!” Juvia combated shyly.

“Pshh, but you’re the best! Just ask Gray, he was staring at you the whole ti-“

Gray’s hand clapped over Ultear’s mouth.

“Little brats should know their place~” He reminded her threateningly. She licked his hand and he retracted it quickly.

“Oh…um…” Juvia swallowed quickly.

“Well, there’s our apartment…” Gray interjected with a sigh of relief.

“Why don’t you say goodbye to Juvia?” Ultear hinted. Gray would’ve punched her in the face if he wasn’t against child abuse.

“Nice meeting you.” He mumbled softly. She nodded slowly, a bit confused by Ultear’s hectic need to play matchmaker.

“Why don’t you exchange numbers.” Ultear said clearly, raising her eyebrows expectantly.

Gray narrowed his eyes at her. However, his eyes widened again when he heard Juvia laugh quietly.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind,” she said, noticing his awestruck expression. “I’d love to go out sometime anyways.”

Gray could barely register what was going on. One minute Ultear was blabbing and the next Juvia was fishing a pen out of her dance bag. She clicked it, and reached over, her wrist grazing his as she began to shallowly write numbers on his exposed forearm.

Ultear nudged him, as if silently advising him not to look like a terrified guppy as he wrote the rest of her phone number on his arm before clicking the pen and putting it away.

“I’m glad you liked my dancing,” she said, and if Gray were any dumber, he might have missed the knowing hint in her voice, as if she were saying I-saw-you-staring-at-me-you-absolute-creep before walking off to her apartment building, his eyes on her the whole time.

“That…” Ultear began, a pleased look on her smarmy face. “Went way better than expected.”

“The hell just happened?” Gray asked aloud, looking to the sky for sagely advice. None came.

Ultear began to laugh. “Lyon – Lyon is going to kill you, he’s been trying to get Juvia’s number for ages…”

“But I…but I didn’t even…”

“I guess you have a date now,” Ultear sang. Gray didn’t have a proper response for her.

“Yeah…” he trailed off. “I guess I do.”

the one with the timers, wayf and soul mates

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(Michael has red hair in this bc I would sell my soul just to have red hair Michael back)

Originally posted by versace-hood

The timer on you arm ticked down slowly but surely. 2 hours 27 minutes 39 seconds. 38. 37. 36. 35. You shook your head to clear your thoughts and slid your sleeve down to cover the timer. It looked like you were going to meet your soul mate in the middle of the night. Whenever we meet, they’re gonna have to come to me because there is no way in hell I’m waking up, you thought. Nor am I leaving my house in the middle of the night.

You took a picture of your arm and sent it to your best friend, Luke. Tonight’s the night, you captioned it. Good luck :-), he replied.

You switched off your light and pulled the covers up around you. You glanced at your arm one more time before closing your eyes and falling to a deep sleep.

The thoughts of soul mates and timers that had filled your mind all day disappeared.

Tap. Tap. Tap. A steady tapping woke you. You glanced down at your timer. 30 seconds. 29. 28.

“This is it,” you mumbled, rolling out of bed and quickly glancing at your appearance in the mirror before placing a shaking hand on your window. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. 13. 12. 11. 10. You opened the window and a pebble hit you square in the forehead.

“Ow! What the fuck?” You said.

“Shit! I’m sorry,” a voice said. You looked down to see an extremely tall boy about your age with bright red standing below your window with a fistful of pebbles. Vibrations were sent up through your arm. The timer was finished. This boy is your soul mate.

“I’m guessing your timer just finished,” he smirked.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Who even are you?”

“I’m your soul mate, babe,” he said.

“I mean, your name. What’s your name?” You sighed. Of course your soul mate would be this asshole who cant give you a straight answer.

“Michael. Michael Clifford,” he said. “And you are?”

“(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N). So what happens now?” You asked.

“I’m going to take you on an adventure. Get dressed, you have 5 minutes and I’ll be waiting right here,” Michael ordered.

“I’m not going out in the middle of the night with a stranger!” You protested.

“I’m not a stranger. I’m your soul mate! Now chop chop, the night is young! We have to go!” Michael yelled.

“Fine but you gotta quit yelling, my parents are sleeping. If you wake them, they’ll come out and whoop your ass, soul mate or not,” you warned, coming away from your window. You pieced through your closet, deciding to wear leggings, an oversized sweater and your Doc Marten boots. You quickly applied a coat of mascara and lip-gloss and fixed your bed head, wanting to make a good first impression, I mean, this is the guy you’re going to spend the rest of your life with.

“Are you ready yet?” Michael called. You shoved your phone, wallet and keys in to your bag and stuck your head back out the window.

“Yeah, meet me out the front, I’ll be out in one second,” you said, reaching to shut the window.

“Just climb out the window,” Michael shrugged as if you weren’t currently speaking to him out of a two storey window.

“I’m not climbing out the window. What do you think I am Spider-Man or some shit?” You scoffed.

“What? It’s easy, just step on to the back porch and I’ll catch you when you jump,” he insisted.

“I don’t know,” you said, nervously biting your nails. Michael did seem pretty genuine and trustworthy but it was a pretty long way down.

“C'mon! This is the first night of the rest of your life, don’t you want it to be memorable? What’s more memorable than sneaking out in the middle of the night with your soul mate! I swear, I’ll catch you,” he promised.

“If I fall and break my neck, you can explain this to my parents,” you warned and climbed out your window on to the porch. You sat and dangled your legs over the edge and looked nervously at Michael.

“Look, if I don’t catch you at least I’ll break your fall,” Michael smirked and spread his arms out wide. A look of horror spread across your face. “I’m joking, I’m joking, relax. Of course, I’ll catch you.”

You took a deep breath, closed your eyes and counted down in your head from 5. When you hit zero, you pushed yourself off the porch and in to Michael’s arms. There was a moment where it felt like time stopped and you were completely suspended in the air but it only last a second and then you were hitting Michael’s chest and knocking him backwards.

You were laying on Michael’s chest with his arms wrapped around your waist. It felt normal, it felt good. You almost forgot Michael was a stranger you only met about 15 minutes ago. They always taught us this in Health class, when you meet your soul mate you will feel 100% comfortable with them even if you only met 5 minutes ago. You always thought that it was stupid. How could you feel like you knew someone you just met? But now while you were here in Michael’s arms you realised that was the whole point of soul mates. You were going to spend the rest of your life with him.

You rolled off Michael and in to the damp grass. Michael stood up and you reached out your hand for him to pull you up.

“Where are we going?” You asked, following Michael around the front to his car.

“On an adventure,” Michael grinned, his eyes alight like a child on Christmas morning.

You would have never picked him out as your soul mate. He was an extrovert while you were introverted. Everything made him excited while you were very indifferent. It seemed like he had a permanent grin etched across his face. You liked him.

“Buckle up,” Michael mumbled, starting up the car and pulling away from your drive.

“How did you find my house? I mean, I know you’ve got your timer but that doesn’t give directions,” you asked when Michael pulled on to the freeway.

“Fate,” he winked.

“I’m serious,” you whined. “How the hell did you find my house?”

“Well, you know the way in Health Class they always tell us to just let fate do it’s thing and we shouldn’t interfere with our timers, like we should just ignore that fact that it’s getting sooner and sooner. I used to think that’s a load of shit but I followed it anyway.

I’m not from here, I live in the next town over, but my friend asked me to drop him off here so I said sure. I was on my way home and this dumb GPS fucked up and it said I reached my destination when I was outside your house. Told you it was fate,” Michael shrugged, not taking his eyes off the road.

“That is so weird,” you said, looking out the window as you drove along the coast road. “Can you tell me where we’re going? We’ve been driving for like an hour.”

“Nope but we’re almost there. Maybe another 20 minutes,” Michael hinted.

“So we’re going to a beach? Wait, I know! Santa Cruz is just up here!” You said excitedly.

“Dammit! How’d you guess?” Michael asked.

“I used to come here with my family the whole time when I was a kid. We used to own a beach house,” you explained.

“I come up here with my friends and we have bonfires and we sing and play guitar and chill and it’s so much fun,” Michael said.

“You sing and play guitar? That’s super cool,” you said with wide eyes.

“Thanks. I’ve got my guitar in the trunk, I might play you some later,” Michael said and turned in to a parking lot. You got out of the car when he had parked. The wind whipped around you.

“Let’s go sit on the sand. I should have a blanket or something in here,” Michael mumbled and started searching through his trunk. He pulled out a fleece tartan blanket. “Got it!”

You followed him down the beach and Michael set out the blanket for you to sit on. You looked at the waves crashing against the rocks for a couple minutes. It was calming. You’re mind was racing. This was the night that would change your life forever.

“Tell me a little about yourself,” Michael said, breaking the silence.

“I don’t really know what to say,” you chuckled.

“Tell me about your hopes and dreams for the future,” Michael prompted.

“I’m going to study Psychology in college after I graduate and I don’t know really. Wherever life takes me, I guess. Obviously when I’m way older I would like to have some kids and a nice house but I want to be able to live a little, get out and see the world,” you said.

“I’m pretty much the same except I'm not going to college. I have a job in a music store and I play shows in the local pubs sometimes so it’s pretty cool,” Michael said.

You spent the whole night in the sand. Talking about anything that came to mind and just being with each other. You and Michael had so much more in common than you originally thought. You watched the sunrise together and then headed home to explain to your parents what happened. In the car ride home you had a feeling this wasn’t going to be the last of you sneaking out with Michael and arriving home in the early hours of the morning and trying to explain to your parents what happened. You only new him a few hours and already you were wrapped around his finger. You couldn’t wait for the adventure that would be Michael Clifford.

so idrk what this is?? it’s kinda good but its kinda bad like im not too sure. I hope you like it anyways. let me know what you think. love you all