happy monday, everyone! here’s some design stuff i did for No More Pow Cards
the sequence where dendy explains the history of her ancestors seemed like the perfect opportunity to pay homage to one my favorite films, My Neighbors the Yamadas! i imitated the style in the boards to the best of my abilities, and did a small illustration of what i thought it could like in the final, but man the design team REALLY took it above and beyond what i thought was possible for an 11 minute cartoon!!! i’m so happy with the way it turned out
i also did some really quick design ref for dandy’s parents, pepelina & pavel! i believe credit for their names goes to geneva
be sure to tune in this friday for TWO new episodes of OK KO!
can i request a ten, taeyong, and haechan neighbour au?? hehe i really love your writing a lot < 3
ten’s birthday is next week, so here’s a kind of early gift to all you ten stans!! and of course, taeyong and haechan stans~（´・｀ ）♡ find mark + jaehyun (here)
he throws parties on the weekends and practices guitar on the weekdays while also getting REALLY R E A L L Y into nba 2k17,,,,,,
especially if johnny comes over like the two of them cannot shuttup and neighbors always have to go over and be like “quiet down” and johnny apologizes while ten just sneers and is like “YEAH JOHNNY WHY ARE YOU SO LOUD” and johnny is like “i swear once this door is closed-”
but he’s FUN,,,,,like there is not denying that he’s an entertaining, amusing, and great person like why else would his apartment be basically filled to the brim with people who he probably doesn’t even know all that well
yeah the snacks,,,,,but also like?? ten makes great jokes, he’s good at making everyone feel comfortable, and his dancing: a+
he’s the whole package,,,,,,,,,even though his place is a mess monday morning and he has to practically beg taeyong and jaehyun to come over and help him clean
and he once tried to ask hansol and hansol was like “you brought this on yourself lolololol” and the proceeded to hang up on him whenever ten tried to call him back (real friends are like this tbh)
speaking of which ten has ,,,,, like no idea how to keep his things organized,,,,,,,,because he has so much stuff like every time he leaves his house he’s wearing a brand new outfit
and everyone is like bro you spend way too much money on clothes,,,,,why do you need so much and ten is like Firstly: it’s fashion you Wouldn’t Get It,,,,,,,,secondly someone stole some of my pants from my last party ok leave it alone
but his apartment itself is pretty cool, like somehow he got mark to ask renjun to come over and paint on his wall and it turned out really cool and ten’s the type to have fancy stuff for no reason like did you really need to buy a lamp that looks like a chandelier and ten is like yeah i did bye
cute lil secret: he keeps letters from his parents back in thailand in a shoebox in his locked closet so it’s safe because it’s the one thing he refuses to lose,,,,,,,,,,,
but you know ten if not because you have to listen to the music he blasts at each of his parties and him yell at his friends when they play games but also,,,,,,,,,on multiple occasions
ten has come to you for help
one of the most common is he always ends up needing a place to crash for the night because someone else fell asleep in his bed,,,,,,and his couch,,,,,,,,and on his floor. then there was the time he woke up with his head in a bowl of uneaten ramen and the noodles had gotten stuck in his ear piercings and you had to get them out while ten cried about how gross that was,,,,,and of course the most famous: ten gets tipsy and Emotional and you,,,,,,,well
you listen to him
mind you in the morning when he’s all better ten is just like “hEY thanks for letting me cry and ,,,,,,,,, stuff let’s never talk about this again!!!!”
and you feel bad because ,,,,,,,lmao you’re just his neighbor who also knows his deepest insecurities and fears and it’s like????? you never have the heart to get mad at him for knocking on your door at 2 am
but also,,,,,,you like then ten that is open with his feelings. the ten that cuddles into your arm face first and mumbles that you’re so sweet to him, so kind
but when ten,,,,,,is being his loud, fun self he’s not exactly that person
until you end up being the one in need of help,,,,,knocking on ten’s door at some odd hour and he opens it, shocked to see you and you’re like
“where is your alcohol stash,,,,,,,,give it it to me” and ten slows you down by catching you around the waist and he’s like “are you o-?” and you’re like NOPE IM NOT ,,,,,,give me,,,,,,,,,the,,,,,,,,drinks
but ten isn’t letting you go and he’s like “sit down, tell me whats up” and you grumble that it doesn’t matter, trying to hide behind your hair a bit so he can’t see that you had been crying
but ten just shakes his head and he’s like “c’mon,,,,,i know you listen to me when i come sobbing over to you,,,,,,tell me what it is”
and you’re like “ten,,,,,,,,,,,do you even see me as a friend? or am i just the closest person near you when you have to complain?”
and it’s quiet and ten kind of looks at you, but then he gently pokes the center of your forehead and he’s like “of course you’re my friend,,,,,,to be honest,,,,,,,ive always thought of you as more than that. to me,,,,like i want,,,,,,,want you to be more than a friend but,,,,,,,i know you don’t feel that way so i just wanted to be close to you,,,,,,,,”
and for the first time you’re hearing ten stutter over his words (when he’s not drunk) and you’re like “wait wait wait stop”
and you put your finger to his lips and he’s like ??? and you’re like
“you want me to be more than your friend?” and ten is like ,,,,,,,, “how,,,,,,,,,well,,,,,,let me say it like this it’s hard not to fall for the person who pulled ramen out of my earrings for me.”
and you’re blinking a bit, completely forgetting the thing that made you upset because wait. is ten confessing??????
and you’re like “so you like me?” and he’s like “yes, i like you. i thought bothering you all the time made that obvious”
and you’re like aljfkddkskre it didnt,,,,,,and ten is like “huh, did you also not hear when johnny screamed ‘GO CONFESS TO THE PERSON NEXT DOOR THAT YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH THEM YOU IDIOT’???”
and you’re like holy shit no i missed that too
and ten is like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,how
the model neighbor
as in he looks like an actual model, and is also super clean and quiet and ??? just very overly polite like he just wants people to like him ya know?????
he’s barely home because he’s always over at his friends houses doing their chores because they never want to,,,,,,like when taeyong explained that you have to change your bedsheets at least every three weeks ten dam near had a heart attack because he was like “ive been sleeping on just my mattress for the past 7 months” and taeyong was like HOW ARE YOU A PERSON
taeyong loves cute stationary, and cute mugs, and owns an apron with little kitten embroidered on the side and those hanging plants that he decorated his bedroom with and idk he’s got like,,,,,,a clock that looks like a sunflower
like taeyong,,,,,,,,is just a boy who loves things that make his apartment more adorable and clean
owns every cleaning product imaginable and dedicated a whole closet to them
the type to have labels on all his cupboards and shelves and you open his refrigerator and everything is labeled it’s like,,,,,,how does he have the damn nerve to do this
also: uses coasters for his drink because he gets anxious about drinks spilling onto his rug
but yeah other than that,,,,he’s kinda awkward around most people,,,,but he does his best to smile and come off sweet
and you’ve seen him,,,,,,lugging home like three different brands of detergent and a new mop every week and you’re like huh so he’s super,,,,,,like,,,,,,,into cleaning
which you’re like is fine but you,,,,,after only recently moving in,,,,hasn’t even unpacked half your things yet and everytime your friends from your original hometown call you’re like (—: im an adult. my apartment is nice and sparkly and im doing fine
(this is a lie. you’ve been living off fast-food and half your stuff is still in boxes)
which is why when your best friend says she’ll be visiting tomorrow you’re like HOLD UP
and you know just the person to go a solicit help from. taeyong
and when you knock on his door he’s like surprised because you two have never held a solid conversation
and he is like “oh hello, i know we’ve never properly-”
and you’re like “you have 309458 mops right. you got a duster,,,,,,thing,,,,,,,,right”
and he’s like “feather duster?” and you’re like YEAH THAT,,,,,,,listen i need help now
and when you explain that you (being the lazy person we ALL are) didn’t unpack or clean or do anything and your friend is coming tomorrow and you don’t want to look like a Failure of an Adult in front of her,,,,,,,well taeyong kind of looks at you and is like
“,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,fine ill get the swivel sweeper”
and you guys spend like 7 hours getting your things unpacked and taeyong is really good at like????? decorating and he’s like “OH i have the peRFECT thing”
and he runs over to his place and comes back holding this cute like paper weight in the shape of like a giraffe and he puts it on your desk and you’re like “,,,,,,,,,,what is that” and he’s like “are you really an adult?”
but he helps you a lot and it’s kind of fun, he has like,,,,,,,,a really nice laugh you made a pun about like cleaning and he almost fell over laughing it was really,,,,,,,,,,cute
and once you’re done you’re like how should i thank you
and he’s like “it’s fine, you don’t have to!!”
and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,but i should but he’s like really no it’s nothing
but even after he leaves,,,,,,you’re like this is mean he worked so hard for me
and it bugs you, even after you friend comes over and is like WOW this place is so clean im impressed
that you end up going out and buying one of those cute little home humidifiers and you’re like “this seems taeyong-ish”
and you knock on his door again and he’s like “oh!!! do you need to borrow my mo-” and you’re like “here!!!!!! it’s a small gift,,,,,,but i thought you might like it,,,,,,,,,,,,,”
and he looks down at the bag and he gets super duper red and he’s like “i,,,,,,,,i can’t accept this,,,,,,,it’s too much,,,,,,”
and you’re like ashofvd you spent SIX HOURS cleaning my house for me pleASE
and finally you manage to get taeyong to take the gift and you’re like “anyway,,,,,,,,,,seriously thank you”
and taeyong kind of hesitates but he’s like
“do you,,,,,,,,,,,,wanna come inside,,,,,,,,,i don’t usually let people over but,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,”
and you’re like huh oh sure!!! and ok his house looks like a palace there isn’t any dirt anywhere
and when he makes you a cup of tea there’s like little cute bears on the mug and you’re looking at the cup and at taeyong’s beautiful face and you
can’t help but giggle and he’s going red again like,,,,,,,am i funny?? are you laughing at me??
and you’re like “no no no you’re just so,,,,,,,,,,much cuter than i expected!!”
and taeyong damn near falls over,,,,,,,you called him CUTE?!?!?! and you’re like “i didn’t think someone so chic would be into little cute animals” and taeyong is like im not,,,,,,chic,,,,,,,,plus animals are so,,,,,adorable right
and you’re like omg taeyong you i should have gotten you a big stuffed bear and he’s like aGHDSd no,,,,,,i love what you got me don’t worry about it
and he’s so cute getting nervous and staring at his lap,,,,,,,you can’t help but wanna lean over and like kiss his face but you don’t
even though tbh taeyong is like,,,,,,,,,i wouldn’t mind being kissed by them,,,,,,,,like in his head LOL
thought he was old enough to be totally fine living alone. and he is,,,,,,,except he goes over to everyones house for his meals and got mark’s netflix password so he didn’t have to pay for it himself
how many times has yuta lent him his nintendo ds? like 32424234
jaehyun is convinced haechan took his ricecooker,,,,,,,,,but he has no way to prove it except that haechan was like “nooo hyung i got this at the mall on sale i promise!!!!” and jaehyun is like “then where did mine disappear to?” and haechan is like thats your problem,,,,so,,,,,,
but it’s ok because everyone adores him because if he wants something all he has to do is be a cute kid and bam! he gets it
and although he’s a little trickster, and sometimes his hyungs fall into his traps. he shows that he cares for them too
and especially for his friends that are younger, like when chenle and jisung come over to hangout haechan will literally be like “if you stay past 10. you have to sleepover. im not letting you go out in the dark.”
and he knows how taeyong hates messes so he brought coasters just for him and he always has snacks that he knows mark likes
like YES he can be a bit of ,,,,,,,,,,, a devil but he’s a sweetheart too
his apartment isn’t full of too many toys or anything he actually has a pretty mature taste
and if anything he just really likes having a space for him to write and think clearly because to me, haechan is really creative and so he’d like a big desk with post-its and books full of ideas,,,,he just comes off that way
but he’d have some like cute joke stuff like a really bad photo of johnny framed and on his bookshelf or something LOL
also idk why,,,,,,but haechan seems like he’d have a dog,,,,,like a corgi,,,,,or a beagle,,,,,,,,,
anyway you’re really close with haechan because you love love love teasing doyoung and mark and jaehyun
you guys kind of bonded over pulling harmless pranks together
and so for ten’s upcoming birthday you and him decided to make cookies but to fill some up with hot sauce or wasabi just to see ten run around the room arms flailing
but as you know,,,,,,doing anything with haechan can’t be a calm and clean process
halfway through you try to feed him some vanilla extract saying it’s melted white chocolate and he tries to get some icing on the side of your face
but it’s all fun and games like,,,,,,,you love being in each others company because you guys never get sick of being silly
until someone (probably haechan) ends up spilling some of the eggs on the floor and neither of you notice
until you slip on your way to the oven and go tumbling backwards
and you’re like haechan!!!!!! look out!!!!!
but he’s like throwing down the flour he’s holding to outstretch his arms and catch you
but it just ends up with both of you on the floor, covered in the eggs and sugar and flour
and you’re leaning against haechan whose hit his arm on the counter coming down
and you’re like “are you ok????” and haechan is like “no i think im bleeding”
and he puts his hand up and you see some red and you’re like HAECHAN oh my god im so sO SOrry let me get a bandage omg do you not have any here let me rip some off this tissue -
and then out of nowhere he starts to laugh and you’re like ??????? and he’s like “it’s just some red icing, im fine!!!”
and you sit there on the floor, and frown and you’re like “you scared me!!!!! i thought you were hurt,,,,if i had hurt you i don’t know what i-”
and haechan can see the sadness in your eyes and automatically his smile falls
and he’s like “im sorry, it was a dumb joke why are you so worried about me anyway, you know im indestructible!”
and you know he’s playing around but you still take his wrist and turn his arm to make sure he isn’t hiding that he might be really hurt
and you’re like “im glad you’re ok,,,,,,,,,,,,”
and haechan looks at you, still holding his arm and he’s like
“wait,,,,,,,,,,,,,did you get all worried about me like that because maybe,,,,,,,”
and you look up wide eyes and you’re like “UH”
and haechan is like snapping his fingers like “YOU LIKE ME?”
and you’re ike UHHHHHH WHAT SHUT UP NO WAY
but haechan is like mimicking your voice and he’s like “you scared me!!!” but then he reaches out and pulls you toward him into a hug
and he’s like “seriously, you could have just told me because i like you too!!!!!!”
and you’re like haECHAN don’t be playing some kind of joke on me-
and he’s like “this isn’t a joke, i promise, for real this time.”
and you can’t help but blush and be like “we’re covered in eggs let’s not hug-” but haechan just pushes you closer because like c’mon he totally would
ok but hear my out stand up comic Lance, shance au
- Lance would be a fantastic stand up comic, he has the perfect charisma, way with people, and fake confidence for it
- Lance started out as a comic after failing to get into the school of his dreams, he did it as just a in between gig at first while trying to decide what he should do next but he found he was actually really good at it so he stuck at it
- now he’s pretty famous and getting more fans by the day
- Shiro has the same sense of humor as Lance so of course he loves Lance’s shows. From the very first show he watched Shiro was a fan, Lance never fails to make him laugh and he’s easy on the eye too which Shiro is all for
- Shiro pretty much goes to all of Lance’s shows, whenever one is close. Even if Lance is hosting a show several states away Shrio will go if he can get the time off. Shiro is still at the Garrison, youngest ever pilot selected to go on a mission but everything went well and he returned safe and sound.
- Lance is still his insecure self and tends to make a lot of jokes at his own expense, but in a way that most people don’t realise he’d actually being quite serious. however he finds making jokes about himself quite therapeutic, talking about his life on stage in front of a bunch of strangers can sometimes help him sort his thoughts out, so no big deal
- Shiro has always wanted to meet Lance but has never had the courage to try and stay after one of his shows or anything like that. Shiro is too star struck.
- One day at one of Lance’s live shows Shiro is in the audience as usual and Lance is talking about his past, what he wanted to be before he became a comedian. Turns out Lance wanted to be a fighter pilot and applied for the Garrison but didn’t get in.
- Shiro can feel his pulse racing because he was so close to actually meeting Lance what are the odds? And he maybe loses himself in a day dream of what might have happened if Lance did get into the Garrison and they met there.
- He almost misses what Lane’s says next - ‘There was this guy that inspired me, and I’ll tell you that guy is my hero even now. He’s the best pilot of his generation, youngest ever selected to go on a mission TO SPACE. He is such an inspiration to me’ and then Lance finishes with a joke that has everyone laughing but Shiro is numb.
-Lance is talking about him. He has to be talking about him, there no one else it can be. He spends the rest of the show sat there in a stupor. He doesn’t hear any of the jokes, he’s too busy trying to figure out if he heard that correctly. Maybe Lance is just using the pilot angle for his material, he did his research and jut talked about someone everyone in the audience would know Shiro is pretty famous himself after all
- But Lance seemed so sincere
- Shiro decides to stay after that show. He’ll wait outside all night if he has to he has to make sure. If he can just meet Lance face to face, just say hello even, he’ll know if Lance was serious.
- And Shiro waits outside with a small group of fans that grow thinner and thinner as the night goes on until only Shiro is left. It’s pretty late and he’s starting to think maybe Lance snuck out through a different door when the doors opens and Lance comes out.
- Their eyes meet and the both just freeze cue cheesy romantic moment of staring into each others eyes
-They go through a few moments of awkward bumbling before they finally manage to speak and Shiro is certain that what Lance said wasn’t just part of his act.
- When Shiro admits he was in the audience tonight, that he’s been Lance’s fan for a while now Lance almost dies.
- Then Lance rambles on about how Shiro is totally his hero that wasn’t a lie and Shiro almost dies
- They go get coffee, they are both star struck idiots for each other everything is so awkward but they have fun
- They keep going for coffee, and they start dating, and everything is good
- and they live happily ever after because Lance can always make Shiro smile, and Shiro is Lance’s hero, who loves him wholeheartedly.
A/N: I am SO SORRY that it took me so long to get this out but I’ve been away and I wanted to make this reALLY GOOD to make up for it being so late. (You probably don’t even remember making this request but… I have it on my Tumblr beside me rn on my laptop;)
“The winners of the Florida Annual Mathematics Convention are..”
“The Midtown High Mathletes!”
Applause thundered through the auditorium as MJ stepped up to take the trophy before we all joined her for pictures.
“Kids please listen!” Our teacher rounded us up before continuing.
“We are going to go back to the hotel for the night and in the morning, we are going to spend the whole day at the Disney World Theme Park!”
8:01pm - Tuesday
“Peter? It’s me open the door!”
The door to his room opened and he let me in.
“Hey baby! What are you doing here?” He smiled at me and we went to sit on the bed.
“Michelle went up to the roof to read. I wanted to come see you!” I grinned at my secret boyfriend”
“I love you Y/N,” he smiled.
“You guys are gross.”
We turned around and there stood Ned at the door with three bags of chips and a liter of Pepsi.
“You guys know this is my room too right?” He just shut the door and walked to the other bed.
“Is some of that for us?” Peter asked.
9:34am - Wednesday
“Ok, here are everyone’s passes, we’re going to meet for lunch at 1:30 back here. Make sure that everyone stays in pairs!”
“Hey y/n!” I turn around and see Flash walking towards me.
“Wanna be the other pea in my pod?”
I cringed at his joke before saying, “Actually Flash I was going to-”
“Ok great! Lets go,” He grabbed my arm and pulled me in the direction of the nearest park.
“What do you want to go on first?”
“Um, the Tower of Terror I guess?”
He grinned and pulled me in a different direction.
“As you wish hottie.”
“Don’t call me that,” I narrowed my eyes and ripped my hand from his grip.
“I can walk myself.”
11:53am - Wednesday
“Ned!” I smiled and rushed up to him, where he was standing near the Ferris wheel.
“Where’s Peter?” I asked him quietly before Flash caught up to me.
“He said something about going to the bathroom? I think, yeah.”
I frowned, “Ok,”
“What the hell y/n? Why’d you run away from me?” Flash came up behind us, out of breath.
“Oh sorry I just wanted to say hi to Ned!” I smiled.
He frowned “Ok, well we should go on this!”
I looked up “The Ferris wheel?” I looked at Flash and he nodded. “Ok, I guess. See ya Ned! Tell Pete I say hi!”
“Bye,” He waved and looked back at the ride.
12:20pm - Wednesday
Flash and I had just gotten on the Ferris wheel and were currently heading to the top. We stopped when we got up and I looked down and saw them starting to switch people out. I was looking out at the park admiring the view, when an explosion shook the ground. People started screaming and I felt the entire wheel shift to the side, as the explosion had knocked it’s supports loose. I looked down and saw Ned backing away and looking around, I can only imagine him to be trying to find Peter.
“Oh my god we’re going to die!”
I turned to Flash.
He kept complaining but I just ignored him.
I looked down again and saw that the people on the bottom cars had been evacuated. They were about to move the Ferris Wheel lower to let more people out when another explosion went off shifting it even more.
Then I saw the blue and red vigilante swinging across beams, helping people down.
He got to us after a bit and looked to me.
“Are you ok with waiting miss?” I nodded my head and he took Flash down.
Just as he was about to come up a third explosion came from closer nearby and my cart fell from the ride. I was able to grab onto a bar before I fell, but I could only hold it with one hand.
Spider-Man stares to climb the Wheel, obviously not wanting to risk having his webs dislodge it. He got to above me and grabbed my other hand.
Letting go of the bar I grabbed him and he attached a web to a building nearby and swung us away, right before the wheel fell over.
“Thank you,” I said breathlessly.
“No problem,” he stated as he set me down on the ground.
“Bye!” And he flew away with his webs, as Ned rushed over to me.
“Y/N! Are you ok?” I nodded and hugged him, my hands shaking from the experience.
“Lets head to the meeting spot, maybe everyone will meet there.”
1:07pm - Wednesday
“Well that took long enough to get out,”. I turned to Peter and released another sigh of relief. I kept forgetting that he had found us on our way out and I had immediately ran into his arms, crying about how I was scared.
“Yeah, but that’s what happens when everyone in the park tries to leave through the front gate!” Ned laughed beside us. I smiled and looked forward.
7:55pm - Wednesday
“Ok guys, the park is releasing fireworks in about thirty minutes as an apology. We’re going to leave in 10 minutes and make our way over there to watch.”
Flash raised his hand.
“Why are we going back to where we almost died?” He looked scared.
“Spider-Man caught the people who released the bombs.”
Everyone turned towards Michelle who was at the back of the room.
“Really?” I asked nervously.
“Yes. Now I actually like the fireworks so lets go before we miss it.” She turned and walked out the door leaving the rest of us to follow.
8:37pm - Wednesday
We stood near the castle in the middle of the park waiting for the fireworks to start.
I was standing over to the side where I had a clear view of the sky where the fireworks would go off.
“Hey hot stuff,” I turned to the left and saw Flash standing next to me.
“What do you-”
“You wanna sneak away after this and go somewhere a little quieter so we can have a little fun?” He grinned and put his arm around my waist.
“F-flash I really don’t-”
Suddenly I was pulled away before being spun around. And lips were on mine.
I instantly recognized them as the lips of my secret boyfriend, Peter Parker. I kissed him back before pulling away abruptly and grabbing his forearms.
“W-wait Peter, what-”
“You see this?” He turned to Flash. “This is mine. Stay away from what’s mine Thompson, or you’ll regret it. I don’t like sharing.” He glared at Flash before pulling me away, and over to Ned.
“So I’m yours now?” I grinned at him before he turned to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“You always were mine.” He leaned forwards and put his forehead on mine.
“It’s just that everyone knows now.”
And with that the first firework of the evening shot into the sky.
Summary - Your boyfriend is an abusive asshole and you’ve been trying to hide it from Lin and everyone else in the company of Hamilton. Lin has suspected for a while, and you are forced to confess when he notices a bruise on your stomach .
I’m an abuse survivor myself. Not all abuse is the same, and so this fic is not meant to be a universal experience.
To anyone that may be experiencing abuse then my inbox is always open and I will always believe you. Tell a friend or a relative if you are able to. And there are many support lines depending on your town/state/country, talking to someone helps. Stay safe.
Warnings - I’m adding a trigger warning for mentions of emotional and physical abuse.
Your office was dark and silent as you waited for Lin. Down the hall you could hear warm laughter and excited chatter as the cast stayed after the show to meet with the various celebrities in attendance that night. You looked at your watch. If you set off home now then Mark wouldn’t be mad.
Lin had insisted you stay with him tonight. “Remember to wait for me ok? I mean it Y/N, I’m coming to get you as soon as I can get out of here” He’d reminded you minutes before the curtain call that evening.
So now you sat and you waited. You felt like a kid waiting to be picked up after school, and you felt stupid. This was ridiculous. You weren’t a child, you didn’t need need rescuing. You had a home to go and you hated the thought of being a burden to anyone, Lin was probably just being polite. A roar of laughter echoed down the hallway and you flinched. You didn’t want to tear Lin away from all that just to babysit you. You looked at your watch again. If you set off now then you would only be a few minutes late and maybe Mark wouldn’t be that mad. Maybe he’d just shout at you, maybe he wouldn’t hit you.
Lin had promised not tell anyone about the bruise, he’d promised not tell anyone about Mark, until you were ready. You explained you just wanted to work through today, to put all your energy into the mountain of incredibly dumb and mind numbing paperwork Alex had left you so you wouldn’t have to think about anything else, just for today. He hadn’t pushed you, he hadn’t pressed you. He’d nodded solemnly and said “whatever you need” with a devastatingly kind look which just crushed you.
The weight of this secret hung over you both like a dark cloud all day. The Ham4Ham show which he’d been excitedly plotting all day was now postponed and he approached Renee and Oak to take the lead and host instead.
“Hey what happened to the Backstreet Boys thing? You getting nervous about those dance moves huh?” teased Oak.
“Yeah I guess” Lin replied wearily. Renee pushed Oak aside, sensing something amiss and reassured Lin it was fine.
A few hours earlier he had been so excited about doing something so goofy. But now his eyes had lost their sparkle, instead he looked pensive and reserved and you noticed that he kept tensing his hands into tight fists and closing his eyes. And that made it worse, because it was fine for you to feel shitty, but now there was the overwhelming guilt of making Lin feel shitty too. And he didn’t deserve that.
You looked at your watch again. Ok, if you set off now then you’d definitely be home late. Mark would most definitely be in a terrible mood. He would yell at you that you were disgusting, ugly, pathetic, and as long as you kept quiet and apologized maybe he wouldn’t hit you that hard.
At that moment the door to your office swung open and Lin’s head popped round the door
“Hey Y/N, you ready? Sorry it took so long”
You swallowed the panic that had been rising in your chest only moments before and breathed. The sight of Lin’s soft eyes and a face greeting you with such kindness melted away your trepidation. You nodded nervously and Lin stretched out his hand.
“Let’s go” he said, smiling at you. You offered a weak smile in return and he grabbed your hand to lead you out.
“Ok so I’m warning you, I wasn’t expecting company tonight so things might be a little bit messy” laughed Lin as he opened the door to the apartment. It actually wasn’t that bad, you’d expected it to look a lot more chaotic, but there were piles of notebooks, papers, post-its, forgotten projects, and just the usual chaos you were used to seeing around Lin all the time.
“Honestly it’s fine” you mumbled, looking down at the floor. “I’m just so sorry to be putting you out like this, I feel awful, I shouldn’t be here.” You paused as you entered through the door, as though maybe you really should just turn back home right now. Maybe it wasn’t too late.
“No way, you’re staying. I mean it. You spent the whole cab back here apologizing, you are now entering a no apology zone, ok? No more apologies.” He gave you his best school teacher frown, the one that he used in rehearsals to make you laugh, and you squeezed out a small smile
You place your bag down on the couch, feeling everything move around you in slow motion. You felt like you were under water. When did this become your life? It was an almost an out of body experience where you could see yourself from above, feeling sorry for this mess of a girl in Lin’s apartment. You wondered when you had become this weak.
“I said are these ok?”
You realized Lin had been talking to you and you’d zoned out. You’d been doing that a lot lately.
Lin gestured at the clean towels in his hands.
“I thought you might need a shower, I just got you some towels. There’s some stuff to sleep in as well, it’s all clean I promise”. He smiled warmly at you but his eyes were still clouded in darkness. The face of someone so desperately trying to cheer you up while masking their own pain. You nodded and smiled and headed to the bathroom.
The hot shower felt good against your sore stiff muscles. Your body ached, and your belly was tender to touch. You looked down at your skin now marked in a map of bruises, some old, some new, and vowed to yourself that there would be no more new bruises after tonight. Mark would never hit you again.
You dried off and smiled to yourself as you unfolded the Ducktales t-shirt and sweatpants Lin had left you. The jersey felt soft against your skin, smelling of peppermint and fabric softener. You headed back to the lounge and for a second you watched Lin as he sat, unaware of your gaze. He sat on the edge of the couch, his hands clasped together in a tight fist which rested on his knees, bouncing up and down in agitation. He cricked his neck. There was a rage in his eyes which he’d been hiding from you. You’d seen it briefly that afternoon when you’d first shown him the bruise, but he’d worn a fake smile all evening for your benefit. But here was the same murderous look on his face, the anger that had scared you, and you felt an instant pang of guilt for making him feel this way.
“Thanks for the shower” you said, making your presence known. Lin looked up at you, the rage instantly melting from his face, and he smiled at you.
“And thanks for all this” you said gesturing to the camomile tea he’d prepared and the blankets and pillows on the couch which he’d set up.
“Oh this is for me, you’ll be sleeping in my bed tonight” said Lin, moving over so you could sit down next to him.
Lin held up his hands in protest. “Y’N there’s no way in hell I’m letting you sleep on this couch ok? No arguments. The bed is yours.” You sat down clutching the mug of tea for warmth and gave a resigned nod.
“God I’m so sorry…” you began
“Hey, this is a no apology zone remember? “ He smiled at you in reassurance and his smile, god, it was more than you deserved right now.
“I’m sorry. I know you said no apologies, but god I’m so sorry” You blinked back the tears forming in your eyes as Lin affectionately placed his hand on your shoulder with a soft squeeze letting you know that it was ok.
“Talk to me” Lin said gently.
And you talked.
You finally talked.
All the things you hadn’t been able to say, finally got said. You told him how things weren’t always like this. How the early days of your relationship with Mark had been fun, how he’d made you feel good, how he used to be a nice guy. But then how he’d lost his job and ended up moving in with you far too quickly and now it doesn’t feel like your home anymore.
Lin didn’t look away, he nodded at you to continue, he never interrupted. When you found yourself unable to form words when things get too difficult, he lightly traced small soft circles on your shoulder with his thumb, inviting you to continue, but never pressuring you to speak. His eyes showing you that he unequivocally believed you.
In a moment of quiet you sipped your tea which had now turned cold.
“And when did he first hit you?” asked Lin, his tone solemn quiet.
“It wasn’t hitting to begin with” You explained. “He’d say things, yell things. He’d yell at me that I was a slut, that I was a whore, that I was disgusting. He’d tell me I was pathetic, that nobody would want me, he made me feel grateful that he even wanted me. He laughed at me, said that my music, my work was worthless, that soon everyone would see I was worthless. And after a while I guess I just started to believe it too. I know that sounds stupid. I mean I know I’m stupid.”
Lin shook his head and stared at the floor, his mouth opened then closed, as though he was about to speak but forced himself not to before taking a breath.
“You aren’t stupid” he whispered.
You told him about the first time he’d hit you. The black eye, the marks on your wrist, the way he’d pulled your hair.
You told him about how Mark had seen the video, about how Jasmine’s words had antagonized him. How angry he’d been.
“And if that wasn’t enough, he heard me drunkenly refer to you as cute in that video, and boy was he gonna punish me for that”.
Lin turned his head to stare at you in that moment, his eyes were wild.
“It was nothing, I was drunk, but he heard it. And that’s why it’s my fault. That night he…. Well I don’t think I can even say out loud the things he called me that night, I don’t think I ever want to hear those words again” You swallowed hard.
“That night I guess I was just a punching bag for him. He told me he’d hit me where nobody would see. He punched me so hard I couldn’t breathe. I just remember him kicking me in the stomach and then nothing. I think I passed out from the pain.”
You swirled the mug of half drunk cold tea in your hands and breathed deeply. You had said it. You’d finally told someone. You felt lighter and free but also in utter shock from your own words, you’d not heard them said out loud before.
You looked over at Lin. He was still staring at the floor. His knee bounced while slowly shaking his head. His hands were in two tight fists, his knuckles white which he flexed and tensed. He muttered in Spanish under his breath
“…Voy a matarlo”
He looked up at you. He couldn’t keep the anger out of his face this time.
“I’m sorry. I just… god I just can’t believe that someone has done this to you!” He spat out in a rage. “That this fucking scumbag thought he had the right to do this to you. It just….”
Lin sat back against the couch, running his hands back through his hair, exhaling in exasperation.
He looked at you biting his lip, biting back the rage and steadying himself.
He lowered his voice.
“This wasn’t your fault. You know that right?”
“I know. But it’s also hard to really know that. When you hear that you’re a giant piece of shit for 4 months straight that becomes the only truth that you really know.”
Your eyelids felt heavy and you rubbed your temples. It was 3am. You’d talked for most of the night and you suddenly felt exhausted.
“Come on, let’s get you to bed. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have made you talk about this so much.” Lin said, standing up and reaching out his hand.
“Hey, this is the no apology zone remember” you said smiling sleepily, and you grabbed his hand as he lead you to the bedroom.
You couldn’t keep your eyes open and Lin pulled back the sheets while you climbed in bed. You wanted to say more, you wanted to apologize at least a hundred times more, explain that you weren’t stupid, you wanted to figure out a plan of action, figure out what you were going to do about Mark, and then add a few more apologies in for good measure. But all you could mumble out was a sleepy “thank you” as your head hit the pillow.
Lin pulled the blanket over you and gently kissed your temple while whispering “Goodnight” before turning out the light and leaving you to sleep.
You woke up just 3 hours later in a panic. Where were you? Where was Mark? You caught your breath and tried to calm yourself down. Your eyes adjusted and you realised you were in Lin’s room. Last night’s confessional came flooding back and you realised it was ok, you were safe. Mark wasn’t here.
You sat up in bed. The blanket, the pillows, your t-shirt all smelled of Lin: peppermint, his coconut shampoo, and something else, something warm and familiar. Looking at the empty space next to you in the bed you felt a pang of loneliness and the dawning realisation that you wished Lin was there with you. You rubbed your tired eyes. It was far too early in the morning to be having these kinds of confusing feelings. You at least needed coffee before sorting through those emotions.
You crept out of bed, heading down the hall hoping to get a glass of water from the kitchen without waking Lin. You stood in the doorway and a smile crept on your face. You didn’t have to worry about waking Lin. It was 6am and Lin was sitting cross legged on the sofa eating cereal watching cartoons with a dopey contented smile on his face.
“Morning!” you croaked
“Hey sleepyhead” he grinned moving up to give you space to join him on the sofa.
“Why are you even awake?” you laughed as you climbed up next to him, resting your head against his shoulder.
“I could ask you the same” he smiled.
He set his bowl of cereal down, putting his arm around you and greeting you with a friendly forehead kiss, which made your skin tingle. Oh yeah, this was definitely adding to the confusing crush building in your head. But you didn’t move away, you felt safe, and warm, and happy for the first time in months.
“So I’m guessing you didn’t sleep much?” he asked.
“Nah” you sighed. “But it’s ok, I actually feel good. There’s just still so much to sort out though.”
“This definitely calls for coffee then!”
Lin jumped up and brought back the pot of coffee from the kitchen and two mugs and for the rest of the morning you quietly watched old episodes of Powerpuff Girls under the blanket on the sofa in a comfortable sleepy silence. You were so relieved that he hadn’t pressed you for more details, thankful that he hadn’t tried to get you to talk any more. You were all cried out, and you were so grateful that there was no expectation for you to continue the intense conversations from the night before.
“You know you can stay here for as long as you need” Lin said finally, breaking the silence. “You don’t have to figure anything out just yet, we can deal with Mark stuff later when you’re feeling up to it.”
You nodded. You weren’t able to make any of the big decisions that morning. Decisions such as whether to go to the police, how to get Mark out of your home, how to move on with your life, and why you felt this strange nervous flutter inside you when Lin smiled at you. They would all need to wait for another time.
“Thank you” you said earnestly. “Honestly, for everything, just… thank you.”
He smiled before pulling you back into another hug. It’s a friendly gesture, you told yourself. But still, you felt tingles of confusion and excitement ripple through you as he pulled you back under his arm and kissed the side of your head. You shivered and turned to face him, your nose practically touching his. Your skin felt electric.
This wasn’t just a friendly gesture.
Neither of you spoke. Neither of you looked away. He glanced down at your lips, his mouth opened and he gently cupped your cheek with his hand. He looked up at your eyes searching to see if this was ok. You saw the corners of his mouth turning up ever so slightly before he pulled you close to him and closed his eyes.
He kissed you so softly it tickled your lips. A small soft butterfly kiss that seemed to linger in slow motion as his bottom lip dragged lightly against yours. It lasted a second before Lin pulled back, removing his hand from your face and shaking his head, his eyes already full of apologies.
“God, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that” He shook his head and bit his lip.
You looked from his eyes, down to his lips and you didn’t even think. You leaned in and kissed him again. You caught him by surprise and pressed your lips to his. He slowly began to kiss you back. They were small delicate quick kisses at first, turning into deep hungry desperate kisses, and you felt his hand in your hair, holding the back of your head pulling you closer to him, and his other hand caressing your cheek while his lips danced with yours. Strands of his hair brushed against your face as your pressed closer.
His lips felt urgent and warm and you felt his hand move from your cheek, slowly moving down your arm before wrapping around your waist. You gasped, your skin was still so tender to touch and you suddenly broke away from his lips, moving his hand away from the sore and aching bruise on your waist.
“Oh shit…” Lin began
“It’s ok it’s ok, I just… It still hurts” you winced.
“God, Y/N I’m so sorry.”
“Hey, we’re in a no apology zone, remember?” You smiled, but Lin didn’t smile back. He stared down at your waist where you’d lifted up the t-shirt to inspect your bruise. Your skin was dark purple and blue, with yellow edges and his eyes were wide in panic.
“No, this is too soon. You’re vulnerable and not ok, and I don’t want to take advantage of you. I shouldn’t have done that.”
There was a stunned silence, and your face flushed with embarrassment. Of course he didn’t want to kiss you. Who would want to kiss you? You were ugly and pathetic, and isn’t this what Mark had always told you? You were worthless, you were nothing, you were a joke, and you all you heard was Mark’s cruel laughter ringing in your head.
“It’s ok” you said softly. “It was my fault, it was stupid. Let’s pretend that never happened ok? We’re just friends, I was confused and I overstepped, I’m sorry.”
(Mark was right, I’m pathetic. I’m ugly. I’m a joke)
You looked back at the tv, suddenly finding yourself incredibly immersed and engrossed in the latest Powerpuff Girls adventures avoiding all eye contact with Lin.
“Hey Y/N really, it’s ok, you didn’t overstep, I really wanted to…”
You cut him off
“Hey, so I should probably get dressed” you exclaimed, a little too brightly. “And I might need to head to Target and pick up some underwear or something.” You began clearing up the the mugs and Lin’s forgotten cereal bowl.
“And we still have Ham4Ham to work on today. I hope you’ve been practicing your Backstreet Boys!” You forced a wide grin.
Lin’s eyes narrowed.
“Are you ok?”
“Of course!” you smiled.
(I’m ugly. I’m worthless)
“Are we ok?”
You sighed and closed your eyes. “Yes of course we are. You’re absolutely right, that shouldn’t have happened. Let’s just keep things light and easy today, I think that’s all my brain can handle.”
(Mark was right)
Lin looked at you, studying your face before nodding slowly in agreement.
“Whatever you need, I’ve got you.”
You nodded, unable to speak. Faking a smile and holding it together had become your speciality.
Thanks for reading. The 5th and final chapter is coming soonhere!
Well fuck. I finally made Jasper’s AU sheet. For a while now it seemed like an elusive as fuck thing that was never going to get done, but I at last got my butt into motion and did it! And… its ok. I like Lapis and Peridot’s sheets way more, but eh. Whatcha gonna do? Anyway, here we go with this…
So yeah I think I like Momswap Jasper most out of these, though really I’m pretty damn pleased with how the hair on all of them turned out. Fucking Kid Jasper is ill proportioned as hell and I had no idea how to fix that so fuck it. Who cares. Guard Jasper’s pretty boring, though I like Permafusion Jasper’s sort of “lost” look (because in that AU, she’s neutrally aligned and just wanders around or whatever). And short haired Swap Jasper is pretty adorable if you ask me :)
Just stop.” She was driving you insane trying to find something for you to
wear. You were comfortable in jeans and a cute top but she was insisting on
trying to find a dress or a skirt, which in your closet she’d never find. You’d
relented enough when you let her put makeup on your face, telling you that you
still looked like death warmed over and you needed it. “He would’ve told me if
we were going someplace fancy.”
an actor! Of course it’s gonna be fancy!”
not like that.” You tried to reason with her but she was always somewhat
unreasonable. “He’s really…normal.” You couldn’t stop the smile from forming on
your face just thinking about him, but you quickly tried to hide it. You
couldn’t let yourself fall for him so fast. Nothing ever worked out well for
you, why should this?
Emma’s hand squeezed your shoulder and you looked up at her from where you sat
on the edge of your bed. “Get out from inside your head, Y/N/N. He’s not gonna
be like the other guys. I have a good feeling about this one.”
hesitated when you heard the knock on the door, glancing back up at Emma with
panic in your eyes. Emma pulled you up and clapped you on the back, pushing you
towards your front door and following you out to your living room. You placed
one hand on the door and took a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves before
you swung the door open, revealing Jensen standing there, smiling at you.
“Hey.” He smiled. “You look beautiful.”
Summary: Nat tricks you into leading a road trip with Bucky, Sam and Steve. Her plot is partly to get the boys to travel for fun for once but mostly to get you and Bucky together. You and Bucky, who seemingly despise each other.
Warnings: swearing, panic attack/flashback
Word Count: 3167
Author’s Note: Yiiiikes! This is a long one. I haven’t even started the next one and I have visitors for a few days so it will be a bit before I have part 5, so I hope you enjoy this extra long one in the meantime!
After the baseball game, and a full day of driving and roller coasters before that, everyone’s more than happy to spend the night stretching out around the hotel room. While we might be enjoying a night in, Y/N insists that guy’s day must continue, if even just quietly. She made sure we stopped on the way home from the game for drinks and demanded that we pick a line-up of terrible, aggressive, mostly plotless movies while she ordered a pizza. Well several pizzas. She knows Sam can really pack it away.
Today I honestly can’t remember why she drives me so crazy all the time. Today she’s fucking perfect. Who the hell would be ok with burning in the sun all day at a baseball game and then coming back to beer, pizza, and shitty action movies with the three of us? We’re more than a handful but she’s relaxed and it seems easy to her, but I know she’s going out of her way at every turn. I can’t figure out exactly when I started thinking about her like this but it’s a problem. A big fucking problem.
But being in labour with Calum’s baby and he’s just having a sudden realisation that he’s about to meet his baby so he gets really nervous and starts coming out with stupid shit, that really irritates you whilst you’re feeling the worst pain of your life, like “wait babe, do I look ok like do you think he’ll like me oh my god” whilst checking himself out in the mirror before turning to look at you dead-panning him. “Sorry” he says quietly, before returning to your bedside
“You look beautiful” he says in a way that makes him sound like he just realised he loved you for the first time.
I headcanon that at one point after things between Bucky and Tony start to get more serious, Bucky gives Tony his dog tags. It wasn’t supposed to be a huge thing or anything, until suddenly it is. Because Tony loves them, ok, and he always wears them. He even wears them above his shirt, so everyone can see it, and he’s playing with it all the time. And Bucky’s never thought he’d be the possessive sort, but seeing Tony proudly displaying his dog tags like that… and the way Tony flushes when he catches Bucky stare at him…
Bottom line I really like Tony wearing Bucky’s dog tags and so does Bucky.
clubs: he was part of a dance team for a while, but now he’s really into graffiti so he does that in his free time instead
mark is the laid back, chill person in class that everyone likes and doesn’t really know why ?? like he just his this kind of aura that pulls you in
chose english as his major because he kind thought it’d be easy but has actually come to really like it. like the buttload of reading and essays every two weeks makes him wish he’d never bothered but he’s learned a lot and now he goes everywhere with a book
skateboards and reads at the same time and bestfriend jackson is like !!!!!! you’re gonna fall !!!!!! maRK !!!!! MARK!!!!!!!!
he kinda has this dream that he doesn’t tell anyone about but basically he’s into street art and graffiti and he’s customized a couple of peoples skateboards like taehyung for example and he’s even done designs on the walls of stores downtown and he kinda hopes he can make a career out of it even though everyones like “you wanna make a career out of graffiti? you’re joking right?”
thats why he took the minor in entrepreneurship because he’s kind of too shy to ask anyone if they’d be willing to help him out with starting a business
aside from academics though he’s super popular because he’s the point guard for the uni’s basketball team and like whenever he’s at practices or sitting on the quad eating lunch some freshman runs over blushing and hands him confession letters or asks for his number
and he always feels bad and accepts the letters and gives out his number like it’s hot pancakes so buddies bambam and yugyeom always have to get him out of these situations by being like “oH mark dropped his phone in the pool yesterday SORRy!!” or “wow he’d love to give you his number but he never remembers it RIGHT MARK”
and after marks like sorry guys and they’re like hYUNG gET Yourself together you can’t always be super nice!! and mark shrugs and just kind brushes it off because he’s like “i dont wanna ruin anyones day! i just want good vibes all around.”
mark is literally the campus “good vibes, handsome face” prince
skates around high-fiving everyone and sometimes you can catch him sitting in the gym when no ones there reading kafka and dozing off he’s cute y’know
so how do you cross paths with the chillest person on campus??? well see you’re the RA (resident assistant) for the new co-ed dorm that just opened this semester and because it’s mixed girls/guys the college is super strict on rules off staying out and sneaking in
and so you’re sitting at your spot at the elevators flipping through your notes but not studying when you hear the elevator ding and you look up and there’s this boy
and he’s got like a mask hanging from around his neck and a duffel bag over his shoulder and his hairs a mess and there’s something that looks like pain splotches all over his oversized shirt and like
he looks at you like a deer caught in headlights and you just sigh and get up and you’re like “do you have your uni id?” and he’s like………”um……listen can you pretend like you never saw me?? please??”
and you’re tired and this boys cute and you consider letting him off but you’re like “sorry, you know i can’t. what’s in the bag?” and the boy bites his lip and he’s like “it’s just cans….” and you’re like “cans??” and he’s like “spray-paint cans….” and you’re like “spray paint??” and he’s like like he flashes you a smile but you’re like …………looking at him and he’s like “the smile didn’t work?” and you roll your eyes but you’re also like
“if i tell the residence board that you snuck in here at 2am with a bunch of spray cans, you’ll probably get switched out of this dorm you know that right?”
and he nods really fast and you sigh and you’re like
“ill tell them you were late for curfew, but i wont say anything about the cans - ok? so show me your id.” and the boy like passes you the card and you look at it and you’re like
“ok mark tuan, im sorry i have to report your lateness so get back to your room and don’t think of sneaking out again.”
he smiles as you pass him the card back and this time it actually kinda like makes your heart jump and he like makes his way down the hall but turns to look back at you but you pretend to busy yourself
you don’t see but mark kinda grins to himself before going inside and his roommate jackson jumps on his ass like WHY YOU SMILING BRO and mark’s like SHUT IT ITS 2 AM
a couple of weeks pass and you like forget about mark tuan tbh and you’re at the mandated floor party that the other RA’s decided to throw and like honestly you didn’t want to go but free food and free drinks and like for once you don’t have to stay up patrolling the floor and dying of boredom
so at first it’s fun you’re talking to other RA’s and to people in your major when suddenly it seems like the whole dorm + the other dorms is at this party and the music is loud and you like decided “you know - i deserve to let loose”
and so you do !! you have fun dancing and before you know this cute guy with blonde hair in his eyes and a gorgeous smile is dancing along with you and you know
one thing leads to another and somewhere in between you two are kissing and he’s holding you around the waist and like !!! the other RA’s are cheering you on and wolf-whistling as you get pulled out of the party and toward the guys room
and it’s consensual a little dream-like because you don’t care enough to ask his name but like it’s a GOOD TIME
the morning comes though and you’re like waking up in a bed that is not yours with strong arms around you and someone softly breathing against your neck and you’re like OH
and your heads a little heavy but you’re also like,,,,,,i have class at 10 i GTG FAST
so you carefully try to slide out from the persons hold and you successfully do so unTIL you put your foot down and practically fall face first over something and you like catch yourself but you’re like ow and you’ve awaken the other person and you look up to see a sleepy boy
and he’s like rubbing at his eyes and he’s got cute blonde bed head and heS SHIRTLESS OK bUDDY
and he’s like “did you trip over my board?” and you’re like ummmmmmm (you did but like who wants to admit that in front of the person they just hooked up with????)
and he laughs and it’s such an adorable laugh and you like scurry to grab your shirt off the floor and he’s like “you don’t want to stay for breakfast?” and you’re like “i REALLy should GO HAHAHA…” trying to simultaneously sound casual and hide your red face but the guy just laughs again and he’s like
“c’mon RA, let me treat you to a bagel and some coffee?” and you look up and you’re like “…….did you call me RA?” and he grins and points to his face like “remember me?”
and it takes you a second to like calm yourself from embarrassment and all that and when you get a good look at him you’re like
and you’re like “……………you’re the guy i reported………” and he chuckles like “yeah i am. but you didn’t tell the resident board about my graffiti so it’s chill. as you can tell, i was not kicked out.”
and you’re like speechless and you’re not sure what to say you’ve never really hooked up with someone you reported for being past curfew before and so you kind of sit there on his dorm floor holding your shirt
but it’s mark tuan so he just smiles calmly and gets up and you shield your eyes and he’s like “hey, it’s nothing you haven’t seen.” and you’re just like akdghoewe shut up do Not remind ME
he leans down to offer you his hand and you take it shyly and he like picks you up easily off the ground and pulls you against him by the waist and you’re like
eep,,,,,um,,,i need to put on my ,,,,,,, shirt
and he is so so so SO handsome up close with half-lidded eyes and a sharp jawline and lips you remember kissing and you’re just so tempted to kiss them again
and he’s like “so, RA, what will it take to make you go on this breakfast date with me?”
and you’re like “i………class……………ten…….um….” and mark’s like “so you have a class at ten? ok, ill let you go this time. but you will owe me a date - ok?” and you nod just because you really don’t know what else to do in this situation and he grins and lets you go and you get dressed and say a shy goodbye as mark sits in his bed watching you and you like dash out the door at the speed of light
lmao jackson waiting outside the door: “heY aren’t you our RA??” and you’re like “UM NO I DONT EVEN GO HERE BYE”
you get to your class on time thank u god but your friend is like “you have a hickey the size of a damn baseball on your neck dude” and you’re like gOD MARK TUAN I HATE YOu (no you don’t you really don’t)
and it’s when your back on RA duty (wearing a scarf around your neck and glaring @ anyone who has anything to say about it) that you see mark again
this time he’s got a stack of books under hand as he comes out of the elevator and he’s reading one of them and you’re like please don’t notice me.,please don’t notice me,,,please don’t-
but he looks up and grins and comes over and he’s like “how was class?” and you’re like “fine!!” but also like in your head you’re like: stop. sounding. so. damn. excited. that. he . talked. to. you.
but mark just tilts his head and he’s like “are you gonna come to the big basketball game this friday?” and you’re like “yeah, ofc we’re going up against the rivals of our uni i have to go.” and he’s like “cool, ill wave to you from the court.”
and with that he winks and you’re like ???????? but then you’re like Wait………mark tuan…………AS IN STAR BASKETBALL POINT GUARD MARK TUAN and oh my god you’re having so many realizations in this moment
at the game you’re sitting in the bleachers and you’re still like “no. it’s not him. it’s a coincidence-”
and then the players come out and theRE he IS and you’re like oh MY GoD I rePORTED the TOp ATHLETE in OUR SCHOOL FOR BEing LATE and THen HOOKEDU P WITH him and you’re just like ?!?@?!?@!@!? and mark oh-my-god tuan spots you in the crowd and winKS LIKE he promised he would
and your friend is like WHAT DID HE JUST WINK AT YOU
and you’re like “……..i can’t believe this but……..yes……”
and the whole game your head is still spinning about all of this and when mark shoots the winning score everyone goes crazy and your friend literally has to like pull you up to clap but like then mark is running over to your side of the court and he’s running up the bleachers and people are yelling and patting him on the back and he’s just running and stop right infront of your row and reaches out to grab you
and that’s how you get a victory kiss from mark tuan and it leaves you feeling even more dizzy, but also like you kiss back because DUH it’s MARK TUAN
and he presses his forehead to yours and grins and all the other players on the team are like MARK GET IT and it’s just like a damn dream
you bet you say yes when mark’s like “wanna come over again, RA?” and you’re like don’t call me RA and he chuckles and you guys get out that gym faster than anyone has ever seen before
and this time it’s not a hook up. it’s something more and so it’s slower and more romantic
and mark whispers against your ear that if you’re unsure you two can stop but you’re like i want this and you know it’s just
it’s just better when you’re both aware of each other and each others bodies
and mark is sweet and gentle and you’re like falling more and more
in the morning you actually wake up and snuggle into mark’s hands and he’s like sleepily like “hey,,,,,,,,,,RA,,,,” and you’re like “mark…….” and he laughs and says your name this time and he’s like “do you wanna go out?” and you’re like “you mean date?” and he’s like “yeah……can you since you’re my RA and whatever?” and you’re like “probably not but……im sitll gonna date you.” and he laughs and kisses your forehead and he’s like “whose the rule breaker now?” and you hit him playfully but it’s nice and giggly
when jackson finds out you’re dating mark (which it becomes obviuos because instead of going out to shoot hoops with jackson he’s standing at the elevators flirting with you all the damn time) jackson is like “SOOO you’re with Marky boy?” and you’re like “Marky boy?” and jackson like yeah that’s what i call him and you’re like OH
and so now whenever mark calls you ‘RA’ as a joke you’re like “You think you’re funny, MARKY BOY?” and he’s like JACKSON
you finally get around to asking mark what he was doing getting in so late with cans of spray paint when you first meet and he’s like “i was doing a peace for this guy downtown who owns a gallery.” and you’re like “a piece?” and mark shows you like this binder where he keeps photos of all the graffiti he’s done on walls, on bikes, on peoples skateboards and you’re like “mark?? this is amazing?? why isn’t art your major??” and he kinda laughs and he’s like “it’s all silly, you know - like it’s not a living.” and you’re like “with talent like yours i think it could be.”
and you’re the first one mark tells about his idea for a business later on where he does custom pieces on peoples boards and bikes and he gets excited talking about it and you can see how much he loves it and you’re like “you should do it. honestly. i believe in you.”
and when you say that, like that you believe in him, mark just leans in and kisses you sense less to the point where you fall over and he’s like still kissing and you’re like !!! and he’s like “i love you, like you don’t even know.”
sometimes when he gets commissioned to do pieces on walls or on storefronts you go with him and like you can’t do much but pass him cans and clean off his sweat every now and then but mark appreciates you being there so much
and there’s that side to mark the kind of wild edge of graffiti and skating and going to parties together and what not but you also have
his quiet, focused side like when he sits against a tree on the quad with his board beside him and a book in his hands and he looks so serene and beautiful you almost feel bad for disturbing him
but whenever you come by he smiles this kind of smile that’s so genuine and only for you that you can’t help but be addicted to it and him,,,,,,
mark gets a job to do a skateboard design for a company and he gets stuck on inspiration but then he sees you and you’re just writing some notes down, laughing at something on your phone and he’s like “i know what to design.”
he makes a beautiful piece that involves like elements that remind him of you, beautiful nature and glowing bright colors and when the company asks what the name of the design should be he says your name
and you don’t find out until youngjae shows you the board in a magazine and you turn to mark with your jaw dropped and he just sheepishly looks down like “what?” and you just tackle him in a hug and youngjae is like LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL
“mark write your essay.” “but i want to kiss your face instead?” “ill let you kiss my face if you write your essay.” “but i want to kiss it now?” “mark, you sound like bambam right now do the essay.” “wow sheesh thanks for insulting me like that.”
bambam somewhere on campus: “i can sense something is. Wrong.”
when you have RA duty it gets boring but mark sends you funny photos of himself and of the basketball team members but your favorite of all time is that time when mark caught jb singing along to brittney spears in the locker room and he recorded it and sent it to you and you were like dying of laughter
mark lets you wear his basketball jersey when you stay over at the dorm
you and mark cuddled together in his bed reading together and jackson walks in, makes a face, and is like “i should report this to the RA.” and you’re like “BOY I AM THE RA” and jackson is like rip and mark is like :-P
every time mark and you disagree on something he’s like “remember that time you reported me YOUR BOYFRIEND to the residents board because i came in late.” and you’re like “remember that time we hooked up and i tripped over your damn skateboard because you left it right in front of your bed like a genius?” and it’s silly and you can never argue for real because you both use that on each other and start laughing your heads off
sweaty mark after practice licking his lips and motioning for you to come down from the bleachers and the rest of the basketball team is like …..ooooooooooo we better goooooooo……..
jinyoung policing you and mark’s PDA when you go out together like “holding hands is ok but if i see you two smooching out here like it’s some kind of -” “jinyoung it’s 2016 did you just say smooching?”
dating english major mark who cutely highlights quotes in books that remind him of you and skates around in front of your building till you get out of class just so he can walk you to your next one and like you are the one person he can always go to for support with his art and anything else
and it’s just nice you two become so important to each other
jackson: mark spray paint your significant others name on the library wall so everyone knows you really love them
mark: ok i w-
you: NO YOU WONT WE WILL BOTH GET IN trouBLE jaCKSON SHUT your MOUTH
mark wanting good luck kisses before games even if it means that you send him a photo of you doing a kissy face because you’re on RA duty during a game LOL
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So like, what if one day Jeremy and Michael are close to going to the next level, and Jeremy gets a little freaked out because of what the Squip made him do with Chloe??????
Ok so I had to write a fic about this?? This is my first fic for bmc so I’m sorry if it’s bad but,, here ya go! By the way it never gets to actual smut I promise it’s not bad at all they’re both really awkward but you can ask for this to be tagged!!
Here it is!!
It’s crazy how things can quickly turn tables. Michale and Jeremy had been hanging out and gaming as per usual, in the basement of an empty house. It was going pretty causal until Jeremy plopped down into his boyfriends lap, causing both of them to blush. Through the darkness of the room Michale looked down to Jeremy’s face, lit up by only the tv.
It was times like this that Michale didn’t get why the other was so bullied. His determined blue eyes shined against the tv shine, his many littered freckles and the way his hair looms over his eye. His cheek bones too, handsomely shaped, left him in awe as to how he even got this boy to date him. He didn’t realize he was staring until the tv flickered followed by the game over sound of Apocalypse of the Damned came on.
Jeremy huffed and turned to look at him with those eyes, “Ah man, dude we were so close, what the he-”
Next thing they knew their lips were connected. It was awkward, outside of movies and such neither of them had any experience whatsoever. Jeremy had…some, technically. But it wasn’t very good, to say least. Either way things began to heat up, Michale taking the lead of the kiss as Jeremy fixed himself so that he was sitting up and facing Michale.
For a brief moment Michale ran his hands through Jeremy’s hair, until his hands got stuck in a tangle. Jeremy pulled away with a little “ow.” Both of them sat there, the game over screen still flashing, and stared at each other. There was an awkward moment before the both of them where laughing, their faces flushed.
“That wasn’t…that wasn’t too bad” Jeremy tried.
“Yeah…not bad at all…can we uh..?”
“…yeah..yeah yeah of course”
Soon enough they were starting to get the hang of things. Going mostly off of movies, Michale started to kiss Jeremy’s neck. Jeremy breathed out, but it was more of an awkward laugh. In the heat of the moment Michale leaned against Jeremy, both hands on his waist.
Michale chuckled “dude…you watch so much of this crap, yet you suck”
“Hey I do- I do not! The only one here who sucks is you!”
Michale winked, to which Jeremy pushed his face away, “oh my god don’t even look at me Michale Mell”
To prove his point Jeremy gave a quick awkward kiss, then pulled away with a “ha take that” face.
Michale laughed lowly, his voice deep. He looked anywhere besides Jeremy, with uncertainty he said “ do you uh….wanna get..weird?”
Jeremy felt his heart flutter, but not with excitement. “Do you wanna get” reminded him of a certain night on Halloween. He looked at Michale. The boy was completely flushed, his eyes darting around the room. The longer he took to answer the more nervous Mike got. “Do you wanna get…” well..that was completely different. This is nothing like that night. The SQUIP is gone, Michale is clearly giving him the chance to back out. There’s no reason to be stupid about it. So Jeremy nodded his head.
Michale smiled, “cool! I mean uh-cool! That’s cool…very cool”
Jeremy rolled his eyes “get on with it already man”
Michaels hand found his way to Jeremy’s face, gently caressing him. He gave the boy a kiss and fumbled through his mind for what to do next. In the movies this is where things got intense, so Michale began to gently push Jeremy to the ground.
But then Jeremy flinched.
Michale instantly pulled away, wondering if he hurt Jeremy somehow. When he looked down at him Jeremy was staring forward with wide eyes, sweating a lot, and seemingly frozen. Those eyes he was admiring earlier were now struck with fear.
Jeremy took a sharp inhale, then exhale. But he didn’t stop. All he could think about was being unable to move, completely helpless to whatever was about to happen. He could only see Chloe pushing him down onto the bed aggressively after the SQUIP gave him a “you’re welcome”
“…remy? Shit Jeremy, you ok?!”
Michale was off of him and pushing him into a sitting position. When did that happen? Wasn’t Michale gonna keep going?
“Hey..hey man it’s ok…can I hug you?”
Jeremy shook his head, still frozen as he was.
“Ok…ok that’s fine buddy no worries. Do me a favor though, can you breath with me?? In 4, hold 7, out 8.”
Jeremy took another sharp inhale, trying to follow Michale’s instructions. He willed the little voice in the back of his head saying, “this is why you’re so pathetic” away.
Eventually Jeremy calmed down, his breaths even enough, his heart still pounding. He could finally move, looking to Michale through the blinking glow of the Tv.
“Are you alright..?”
“My face is kinda fuzzy…but yeah, I think so”
“Yeah that happens…can I hug you now..?”
When Jeremy nodded Michale wasted no time in wrapping the skinny boy in his arms protectively. His fingers running through his hair calmingly, this time avoiding any knots. He felt himself calm a bit when Jeremy melted into his arms, exhausted from his panic attack, still shaking.
“Damn that scared the fuck out of me…are you sure you’re alright?”
He could hear his SQUIP telling him to lie, telling him to tell Michale he needed to step his game up. Jeremy knew better, “I’m sorry Michale that just…it just reminded me of some stuff that happened with the SQUIP.”
“Ah geez jere, you coulda told me man!”
“Yeah but you wanted to-”
“We don’t have to so fast, I promise. I want you to be comfortable too, you damn twink.”
Jeremy found himself chuckling, “thanks man…but I mean I kinda wanted to too”
“Another day ok??”
Jeremy leaned into the crook of Michale’s neck, nodding, “yeah that sounds good.”
Google helps him to sit up slowly as his systems work to regain his balance. “Everything is kind of hazy,” Ollie says slowly. “It’s hard to… remember everything just how it was.”
“It may take time,” Mad reassures him. “The core seems to be a bit slow at integrating with your systems, sort of like a new organ. Hopefully though…” Mad flips through a few more screens full of numbers and charts, “Hopefully though, your system won’t reject it.”
Oliver glances up at Google and the others standing beside him. “So, I’m ok?”
Green squeezes Oliver in a hug. “Yeah, Ollie. You’re alright now.”
Red ruffles his hair and watches Blue take Mad out of the room. The primary Google turns back to Mad and wipes away the last of his tears angrily. “What are the chances that this could possibly go wrong?”
Mad shrugs. “I really don’t know. There’s no way of knowing. Just… keep a close eye on him. If anything happens,” Mad snaps his fingers and a business card appears in his hand, “let me know.”
Google takes the card, scans it to file away the information and hands it back. “We cannot fully express our thanks to you.”
“I’m sure you’ll find a way,” Mad says, glancing back into the room where Oliver smiles pleasantly up at his brothers. “You’re an odd bunch, and he’s not like any android I’ve ever met. Heck, he’s more human than I am, but I don’t mind helping you.”
Google shakes Mad’s hand and the scientist leaves the droids to be with their brother. Blue wanders over, and when he does, Oliver looks up and reaches for him. “You cried because you thought I was dead,” he teases.
Blue flicks Oliver in the forehead and laughs. “You don’t have any proof.”
“Don’t need any,” Ollie giggles. “I just know, in here,” he points at his chest and smiles up at Google. And Blue wonders once again what he did to deserve his youngest brother.
Winner Reaction to: You Wearing Their Sweatshirt/Hoodie with Knee High Socks and Nothing Else
Jinwoo: is a blushing qt. “aren’t you cold, jagi? do you want my sweatpants too?” he’s worried you’ll catch a cold and will probably turn the heating up, to make sure you don’t
Seunghoon: looks forward to it because you look sexy af but also because it’s how you unwind. so he cuddles up to you and asks you how your day was, then tells you about his and it’s just a chill, loving time
Mino:*cue intense lip biting* ok so he likes it because first of all, it’s sort of a masculinity thing?? like, “yes, this is mine” since you’re wearing his sweatshirt/hoodie. but he also finds it really sexy. not in a way that has to always lead to sex. it turns him on but he’s not a rabid animal lol so if you want to just relax then don’t worry about him pressuring you into doing stuff
Seungyoon:“hey, what if I come home with the boys some day, huh? what are you gonna do if all 5 of us walk in and you’re lounged out in my sweatshirt like that?” it was a good sight to come home to, and he liked that you felt comfortable in his stuff and that his scent relaxed you. but he’s had to stop bringing the boys over, since he KNOWS they’ll enjoy the sight a little too much
Taehyun:“ah, are you serious? my designer hoodie and you’re wearing it like a cheap pajama shirt? do you even know how much that cost?!” he pretends he’s more annoyed than he really is to mask how seeing you like that makes him shy and horny
OK, so I saw this really cute picture of Leafeon pressing flowers to Glaceon’s mouth (the same way that Gon is to Killua) and I started squealing and then this happened. I think it turned out pretty decent.
“Just set me on fire,” Alya grumbles as she pulls on layer after layer, cocooning herself against the gentle snowfall waiting for her outside the bakery’s front door. “Hey, you even have those little torches for caramelization, you could totally-”
“Not do that,” Marinette finishes with a laugh as she steps in to help. She deftly buttons up the first sweater before wrestling the next sweatshirt over Alya’s head. “Isn’t this overkill? I’m sweating just looking at you.”
“I’m gonna freeze two steps out,” Alya grumbles. She gathers her hat, gloves, and scarf before they get lost in the jumble of the coat rack, and hangs them all on Marinette for safekeeping. “Not all of us are born radiators.”
“I am pretty hot,” Marinette smiles cheekily. She peeks up at Alya from beneath the hat, her blue eyes sparkling as Alya shrugs on an enormous, puffy jacket.
“Well don’t be rude, share some of that heat!” Alya laughs as she sweeps her jacket wide open like wings. She’s not sure who moves first, but then Marinette is right there, strong arms wrapped around her waist, broad smile tickling her neck. Everything else whites out as the wings of her jacket fold over the both of them, enveloping Marinette in her arms.
And Alya swears, she can feel Marinette’s warmth, sinking through all her layers and into her skin. She breathes in the delicate pink, the dizzying scent of sugar and spice, the breathless laughter, and buries her face into the threadbare scarf looped around Marinette’s neck, holding her all the tighter. There’s something like home, something like heart, that Alya finds in Marinette.
It’s always hard, letting go.
“You feeling better?” Marinette chuckles as she rubs circles along her back.
“Yes. You’re the best,” Alya mumbles into her neck. The scarf catches her words and tucks them in between strands of yarn, warming them until they press back against her cheek like a kiss. “I love you.”
“What was that?”
Alya shakes her head. “Stay a little longer.”
“Anything for you,” Marinette hums. “Just for you.”
“Is it a new mic?” Alya asks as she gently shakes the smartly wrapped gift in her hands. Marinette shakes her head. “I know. It’s a new espresso machine.”
Marinette rolls her eyes. “Ok first of all, the box is way too small for that, and second, you don’t need any more help getting caffeine into your system.”
A dramatic gasp escapes Alya as she bolts up straight, excitement burning in her hazel eyes. “It’s a flamethrower.”
This time Marinette doesn’t even bother rolling her eyes, instead burying her face and sighing deeply into the enormous ladybug pillow that Alya gifted her earlier. “Just open it already!”
“Alright, alright,” Alya laughs, finally setting aside her teasing to properly open the gift. She slices through the wrapping paper with practiced cuts and waits until Marinette’s lifted her head to watch before gently lifting the lid of the box.
Alya’s breath catches in her throat as a plush, thick scarf made of sunsets greets her, deep crimsons and burnished oranges and buttery yellows captured in yarn soft enough to be spun from clouds. Streaks of midnight blue and plum purple peek through, blending together so well that deciphering where one colour ends and the other begins is impossible. The scarf loops snugly around her neck, shrouding her with its delightful warmth.
With trembling hands, Alya runs her fingers to the ends of the scarf until she finds the distinctive embroidery of Marinette’s signature. She flips it over to look at properly, and is stunned when she finds, in glittering gold thread, I love you, I love you, I love you.
“You like it, then?” Marinette asks softly. A soft blush blooms on her cheeks as Alya moves close to wind half the scarf carefully, possessively, tenderly around her neck, joining them together.
“Like it?” Alya laughs, pressing a kiss against Marinette’s pink cheek. “Love it.”
hi! may i request a friends to lovers scenario where you and jeonghan are best friends and he accidentally confesses to you? thank you so much! ♡♡
- you and jeonghan have been best friends since the third grade - there was this competition in your school that had to be done in pairs and apparently, the winners would get a prize - prizes are cool so you decided to sign up and you ended up being paired with jeonghan - it was an obstacle race where you had to be hand-cuffed together because you had to work as a team and not leave your partner behind - jeonghan was surprisingly really fast, but there was you….. who was clearly not very athletic…. - you started apologizing and crying while running, and seeing you all gross and sweaty made jeonghan laugh because HOW CUTE LOL - he asked “ok this is really bad, but….. you want to win first place?” and you said “how? there’s no way we can win because of me…..” - you were the last team so there wasn’t anyone behind you, and jeonghan slowed his pace so that the people in front of you were out of sight - when they were, he turned to you and said “…..i know a shortcut.” - and that’s how you met swindler jeonghan and won first place - the prize ended up being something stupid like a rice cooker….. but you don’t care because HEY YOU GUYS WON LOL - years later, you’re still best friends and you still don’t know how he can always get away with cheating - and you still don’t understand how you fell in love with a swindler - you think it started around high school and it took so much time for you to admit it because you thought that the only love you felt was friendly love - until seungcheol made you realize it’s so much more than that - now in uni, the semester’s over and after weeks of studying for your finals….. - your teacher finally puts up the grades and you’re so happy to see that you aced all your classes!! - seungcheol and jeonghan decide to treat you to korean bbq to celebrate - but guess what? jeonghan decided to order soju - seungcheol says “no. do you even know how annoying you get when you drink??” - jeonghan replies “hey don’t be such a downer, (name) did well on their finals!! and after weeks of crying and yelling at us….. this is also for me and seungcheol, who had to deal with all that” - you say “i’m sorry BUT YOU KNOW HOW I GET WHEN I’M STRESSED” - when the soju gets to the table, you reach out for a shot glass, but seungcheol slaps your hand away - you scream “ow!! what was that for??” and he says “i have to leave early, so you have to stay sober to get this sloth home” - jeonghan says “so i’m going to be drinking alone??” and seungcheol says “i’m going to be drinking too, i’ll just get like joshua and jihoon to pick me up LOL” - you say “then i can do that too!!” but seungcheol says “no you can’t. someone needs to carry him home.” - you ask “what the heck, why does it have to be me?? what do you have to leave so early for??” - seungcheol shrugs “i have work tomorrow.” and you say “you’re not going to feel well when you wake up after drinking.” - but seungcheol just ignores you and toasts with jeonghan as you roll your eyes - you three start off eating bbq, but when seungcheol and jeonghan start drinking, it’s chaos - you try to hide your face shamefully as people start looking over at your table - seungcheol and jeonghan are singing off-tune to a bunch of different songs by popular groups and even went as far as to get up from their seats to dance to pick me from produce 101 - you’re awkwardly there…. caught in the middle…. trying to finish your food - before seungcheol can order a third bottle of soju, joshua and jihoon walk into the restaurant to pick him up - jihoon looks at you and scolds “you actually let him drink??” and you say “HEY as if that guy listens to me when he’s sober” - you ask “can you take jeonghan home too??” and they both look like at each other then back at you and say “uhhh it’s better if you do” - before you can ask anything, they rush out the door (not without accidentally making seungcheol slam into the door on their way out smh) - you sit there feeling so betrayed because why does it have to be you who has to take jeonghan home?? he and seungcheol share an apartment?? - you roll your eyes when you hear the clinking of a glass - when you turn your head, you see jeonghan raising a shot of soju saying “one more!!” but then he faceplants on the table - jeonghan….. is done for…. - you slap your forehead and you swear you can see some people around you sigh in relief to see that all the noise your table caused has finally died down - while trying to get jeonghan’s arm around your shoulder, he pulls you closer to him and you find yourself staring into his eyes - you blush at how close you are to him, so you move your head back and say “jeonghan, get up. we have to go now” - he says “seungcheol.” and with a straight-face, you say “i’m not seungcheol.” - jeonghan laughs “yes you are….. we always drink together!!!” - you roll your eyes and play along, saying “ok fine. what do you want, jeonghan?” - “carry me.” - and that’s how you find yourself giving jeonghan a piggyback ride - your face expresses disbelief as you mutter to yourself “shouldn’t it be the other way around…..” but jeonghan just rests his head against your shoulder while you carry him towards his apartment - he then says “hey seungcheol….” and you’re like omg do you really still think i’m seungcheol - but you just answer “yes, jeonghan?” - he continues “this is a dumb question but…..” - he’s silent for a while, until the words finally come out of his mouth - “how do i tell (name) i like them?” - you stop in your tracks and your mouth falls open when his words finally sink in - you quietly ask “you…. like (name)?” - jeonghan says “you already know i do…. i don’t know if i should tell them…..” - this gets you to think for a while because you like him back, but it’s just….. you don’t know if he’s just messing with you and you don’t want to get hurt - you stay quiet for the rest of the walk - you take the keys out of jeonghan’s pocket, and open the door to his and seungcheol’s apartment - you place him on the couch and drape a blanket over him before leaving, your heart still beating in your chest - the whole walk home, you just keep replaying his words over and over - the next morning, jeonghan wakes up to a bit of a headache and he sits upright, holding the sides of his head - seungcheol walks into the room and greets “good morning. had too many drinks last night?” - jeonghan says “apparently…. i’m guessing you helped me back here? you know, you could’ve put me in my bed—” - seungcheol raises an eyebrow and says “i didn’t take you home?” - jeonghan says “what are you talking about? you did. i think….. you even gave me a piggyback ride? it’s still kind of blurry, but—” - seungcheol says “joshua and jihoon picked me up early…. (name) probably took you home.” - jeonghan’s eyes widen as he says “WHO…. TOOK ME HOME?” and when seungcheol repeats himself, everything comes flashing back to him - jeonghan screams “I THOUGHT IT WAS YOU???” and seungcheol says “WHAT’S WRONG? WHAT DID YOU DO?” - jeonghan runs a hand through his hair and says “i…. i think i confessed.” - seungcheol’s mouth falls open and he says “you didn’t.” - jeonghan nods “i think i did….” and seungcheol says “that’s…. not good because (name) is on their way right now…..” - you’re standing outside seungcheol and jeonghan’s apartment door, and you gulp before lifting up your hand and knocking on it - you needed this confession cleared up right away - the door opens to reveal seungcheol grinning down at you, and he greets you “good morning” before moving aside to let you in - you walk into the living room to see jeonghan calmly standing near the couch, when he’s actually panicking on the inside because that was NOT how he was planning on confessing to you - seungcheol says he has to leave because of his shift, and that leaves you and jeonghan all alone - but before he leaves, you fail to see the smirk on his face - see, it was all planned because seungcheol, and even joshua and jihoon know that jeonghan always asks “how do i tell (name) i like them?” when he drinks - when seungcheol closes the door, you walk over to jeonghan and awkwardly say “good morning” and says “good morning” but silence follows - jeonghan knows he can always act like he doesn’t remember, but if it’s already been revealed…. then he might as well just confess - you begin “jeonghan, you probably don’t remember, but last night, i took you home and…” - jeonghan says “i do like you.” - you look up at him with red cheeks because you definitely weren’t expecting him to be so straight-forward - he continues “there’s no use in hiding it now…. so…. i just want you to know that i do. i always have.” - you look at him with a shocked expression on your face, but it slowly fades into a smile and you tell him “that’s…. something i’ve been waiting to hear from you for a while now.” - jeonghan’s eyes widen at your words and no words come out of his mouth because he can’t believe you feel the same way - you take a step closer and laugh “hey, i just said i like you too. a kiss would be nice.” - jeonghan laughs as he brushes a lock of hair out of your face before he closes the gap between you two