okay so i always think about 'the chicken'

Dreams & Fears

Type: One-shot

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Warnings: Swearing and death 

“Come on boy!” You patted the spot beside you and Dodger jumped onto the couch and snuggled up against you.  You took a sip of your drink before turning on the TV.  

“And we’ll be right back after this commercial with the one, the only, Captain America!” Ellen exclaimed before the commercials started to play.

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Ruki and Kai steal pieces of the boys’ food (Rajigaze Jan 20)

Reita (reading mail): “Aoi-san, Reita-san, good evening. This is just something I thought about New Year parties. Usually at end of year parties and new year parties there are a lot of platters of like fried chicken and french fries, don’t you wonder about those two or three pieces that are always left? Like, do u take the platter away or not?”

(Aoi giggling)

Reita: So what do u think?

Aoi: *ojisan grunt* Hm..mmm……mhhh…..I mean, I definitely….uh…hmmm yeah idk

Reita: Okay what if there was one piece left, would you take it?

Aoi: No I couldn’t

(Reita laughing) 

Aoi: I mean, I have a lot of kouhais so…

Reita: Ohh, in that case I get it.

Aoi: In those cases don’t eat that much. Because I want everyone to eat, you know?

Reita: You can’t eat it and you’re like, aww someone took the fried chicken (laughs)

Aoi: But I mean everyone gets full you know?

Reita: Oh I guess so yeah

Aoi: Yeah

Reita: Yeah I guess when there’s only one piece left I can’t take it either. 

Aoi: Right

Reita: But tbh don’t you just want someone to take it??

Aoi: Yeahh! If we run out we can just order more u know?

Reita: Yeah, right? So you’d think we could just take it, but we can’t.

Aoi: Yeeeep.

Reita: When the members eat together, do we leave pieces?

(Aoi giggles)

Reita: I feel like the type-B’s don’t care about that

Aoi: Yeah they don’t

Reita: (laughing) But I’m actually thankful for that!

Aoi: Yeah…but sometimes they piss me off

Reita: (laughing) What why what they do

Aoi: Well…I don’t wanna ruin their reputation or anything…..

Reita: Like, we order something and there’s exactly five things, and then we realize that one of them has eaten two (laughing)

Aoi: Omg all the time!! I’m like excuse me something is missing???

(Reita laughing)

Aoi: Like I notice it and I’m like…y’all fucked up…

(both laughing)

you’re in my veins

a little rewrite of the 2x10 jimon bite scene in jace’s pov because i couldn’t help myself. enjoy!

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Clary had told him; of course she had. If he was going to pretend to be her, he had to know what she knew. He had to know what Valentine had shown her, what he had done to Simon. He had gone in knowing exactly what to expect, knowing that Simon would need blood. Logically, he knew. But now, with ginger hair that was not his framing a face that belonged to someone else, he realized that actually seeing it was something else entirely.

Blood stained it’s way down Simon’s throat, soaking into his shirt and jacket. Jace felt his own blood freeze at the sight. Simon lay like a broken doll on the couch, his breath coming in shallow, shuddering gasps - and Jace couldn’t help but wonder if the breathing was only out of habit; vampires didn’t need to breathe. But they did need blood, and Simon had lost too much, was still losing it, blood continuing to drain out of the open wound on his neck.

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anonymous asked:

Golly AU prompt: pre-4x13 game of truth or dare starts off innocent but soon turns sexy ;)

a/n: This is set in an AU where the beginning of 4x12 (aka the Trivia and Holly’s blind date) happened, but the rest (aka Chloe getting shot, observation room kiss, etc.) didn’t. So… post-Trivia night, pre-Chloe getting shot. K? K. Enjoy! :)


“Truth or dare?”

Holly cast a sideways glance towards Gail. “Really?” she asked. “That’s how you want to pass the time while we’re stuck in here?”

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Late Night Date (EXO; Sehun)




Groaning, I flop onto my back. I run my hands through my hair in frustration. My mind won’t shut off. I’ve been trying to sleep for the past three and a half hours, but nothing.

Next to me, I pat for my phone. When patting doesn’t work, I slide my hand back and forth across the fabric, finally bumping into something. Without even thinking about it, I send a text to Sehun.

           Yo. Are you awake?

He replies back almost instantaneously that he is. So I call.

“Hello?” he whispers.


“Why did you call me?”

“I can’t sleep.”


“It’s dark and my screen is too bright.” I rest my phone on my chest and close my eyes. “Are you busy?”

“No. I couldn’t sleep either.”

“What was keeping you up?”

Sehun chuckles. Maybe it’s the late hour, but the sound is fuller than usual, deeper. “I’m not telling until you tell me why you were awake.”

“What? Is yours a secret?” A smile tugs at my lips.

“It could be. So, ladies first. What were you thinking about?”

“Yo—things,” I quickly save myself.

My things?” he repeats.

Even though it’s dark and even though my lids are closed, I still roll my eyes. “God, you would make it about you.”

Sehun snorts. “Well, you didn’t do a very good job of hiding it. Am I wrong?”



Maybe it’s the late hour that makes me so honest. Maybe it’s the fact that my brain always becomes mush around Sehun.

“On what your response would be if I said yes.”

Sehun is quiet for a while. The silence is full. It’s full of my anticipation and his very carefully thought out answer. I roll onto my side as the silence continues, the phone resting by my head.

“So we should do something about this then,” he says after a while.

“Huh? Do something about what?”

“You liking me.”

“Oh…” That’s not what I was expecting him to say. I was more expecting him to reject me than to say he felt the same way, but what does he mean? Do what? “Uhm, I’m not following.”

“Well I can’t stop thinking about you and you apparently can’t stop thinking about me. So, I say, we do something about our problem.”

“Wait…” Did he just…?


“You… think about me too?”

“All the time!” he exclaims. “It’s crazy. I never thought of it as liking you, but then you said you think about me too and I just had a flip in my stomach.”

The smile that Sehun always brings to my face grows a little bit more. “Well then.”

“So what should we do?”

“Mm, chicken and bubble tea?” I suggest.

“I’m all in. Be at your place in five?”

“Are you gonna sprint here? You will not make it in five minutes.”

“Really? Time me,” he challenges.

I snort. “Fine, okay.” I start to push myself up to sitting, but he tells me to wait first.

“I need to change.”

“Me too,” I say.

“This is kinda saucy,” he says as I throw a sweater on.

“Uhm, not if we’re putting clothes on and I can’t even see you.”

“All in due time, my love, all in due time.”

My cheeks flush red and bury my face into the collar of my sweater. The smell coming off of it tells me that I put Sehun’s sweater on in the dark.

“Okay, now, time me.”

I check the time on my phone and say, “Go.” The phone immediately hangs up. I shuffle towards the door and slide my feet into my shoes. My hands won’t stop shaking for some reason. I hop up and down on the spot to try to calm myself down.

This is Sehun. It’s not like it’s a first date.

“Except it really feels like one,” I mumble to myself.

Seven minutes later, there’s a knock on my apartment door. I forgot that Sehun has a key to my place. I go to let him in, wondering briefly why he didn’t just open it. A flower is being held out to me as I swing the door open.

I blink in surprise at the partly dying sunflower.


His dark head of hair pops out, and a smile spreads across his face. “I know I was late by two minutes, but I had to stop briefly to bring you something. I couldn’t come to your house for the first time and not have something to give you.”

“But it’s not your first—”

“As a boy who likes you, it’s my first time here,” Sehun clarifies.

I shake my head. A smile plays on my features as I take the flower from him. I go to find a vase, but Sehun doesn’t give me a chance. He tells me to leave it on the table and tugs my hand.


“It’s already dying,” he says. “Leave it. I’ll buy you a proper bouquet next time.”

The fact that he says it so casually helps my nerves a little. His fingers lace through mine easily, as if he knows how to hold my hand already. He swings our hands back and forth as we head towards the elevator.

“Alright, my love, which chicken place are we going to?” He chuckles when he looks my way. “Awe, it’s so cute when you blush.”

“Stop,” I plead.

“What? You want a different nickname?”

I pause as we get onto the lift. “Well, no. But like, give me a second to process it, Sehun-ah. It’s late and we’re going out to eat.”

“This is gonna be our thing.”

“What? Eating at late hours?”

Sehun ponders this idea. “Never mind. That means that I’ll have to work out more to prevent myself from bloating and gaining weight. So this’ll just be a special thing we do once in a while.”

I lean up to kiss his cheek and now it’s my turn to see him blush. I pretend as if I don’t notice. “Okay.”

Astro Reaction To You Getting Sick

Originally posted by ftastro-gifs

Jinjin: Okay for some reason I think of Jinwoo as a big clumsy dork so he would be the type to bring you soup and tea but end up spilling it on himself (or you) and you’d end up eating take out even though it’s like the worst thing he could possibly feed you at this time. But he wouldn’t fail at tucking a blanket around your legs and wrapping a second blanket around your shoulders and torso and putting in your favorite movie and going to the store every time you want something like it doesn’t matter if it’s 1 pm or 4 am. He’s gonna find a Walmart, get your stuff, and be home in 5 minutes or less. Cause he knows when you’re over your illness he’s gonna get something in return;))))

Originally posted by moonbinny

MJ: Freaking Myungjun. This boy wouldn’t know what to do. He never listened to Eunwoo’s health lectures but right now he was praying to miraculously remember some of them. Luckily he was able to scrape up some knowledge from the Internet and do the basics like laying a hot rag on your forehead and limiting your food choices. But none of that worked as well as Myungjun’s jokes and silly antics. After all, laughter is the best medicine.

Originally posted by woojei

Eunwoo: You’d be over your sickness in half a freaking day with this boy watching over you. He’d have a first aid kit in his cardigan pocket ready at all times and the hospital on speed dial. Dongmin would always be by your side and have anything you could ever want at hand.

Originally posted by yobosaegyo

//one of my favorite gifs in all of existence, just saYIN//

Moonbin: I think Moonbin would be surprisingly good at this. I see him as an older brother to Rocky and to me that puts him in the title of caretaker. He would be very motherly and homey if that makes sense. He would play with your hair, rub your back, make you broth and give you a rice sock. (If you don’t know what that is, it’s a sock tied shut on the open end that’s full of rice. You’re supposed to put it in the microwave and it’ll heat up temporarily. It helps to lay on it for a type of injury/ache or put it on your forehead for a fever) Binnie would be the most relaxing out of the six and would always stay home to take care of you.

Originally posted by moonbinny

Rocky: Okay Minhyuk would be all about the FOOD. He’d make you homemade chicken noodle soup, chicken & rice, hot tea, you name it. I think even though you’re sick he’d want to cuddle with you because he thinks it’ll make you feel better and also this boy LOVES to cuddle. He’d basically snuggle with you under a blanket, eat soup, and watch Disney/Pixar movies that he picked purposefully so you’d have to translate for him with your adorable sick voice. However, this would end with you making Minhyuk soup and tissues scattered around him in bed. But he knows it was worth it.

Originally posted by moonbinny

//oh look….another one of my favorite gifs of all time….:))))))))//

Sanha: This kid would be like MJ in a way. He doesn’t know how to do crap. When you first got sick he would freak out. He’d pace back and forth around the house trying to come up with SOMETHING. He would eventually calm down and read articles on what to do. He’d look up recipes for remedies and how to use a kettle on the stove. But after failing what seemed like 8,000 times, he would finally give up, and call his mother.

Thank you my dear, I put out a plea for a prompt and this wonderful soul 

carolinas-dreams answered: “Felicity? What on earth are you doing?”

This one was an odd one to write and I blame it fully on Flirty!Oliver who insisted on bringing a friend, a not very pg friend. I really need a shorter leash for my characters…Also, blame catvampcrazines for fanfiction references, it got stuck in my head and I haven’t written it all the way out yet.

“Fe-li-ci-ty…” his voice teased, “are you reading smut?”

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really pulled this one one out of my ass, but i have been wanting to write a transcendence au fic for a while, and i came up with this like 2 minutes before writing it.

here you go :)

If you asked any one of the (human) Pines what their best Christmas ever was, they’d all say it was the year the not human of the family, Dipper Pines, brought a twenty two year old girl home from a summoning. 

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New York Surprises (tayvin AU) Part 19


The last 13 hours had been hellish. It all started early yesterday morning. I had laid out the kids clothes ready for school, including their sports stuff for Friday after-school soccer, the night before and had taken a relaxing bath after a very long few days at work.

I was woken up at 3am this morning by Lia poking me in the side.

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On a date with the kids (Ashton Irwin)

Requested: Yes

Word count: 1684

Story line: You never imagined your future like this: four kids with a fifth on the way. Although you love your life, you are feeling down. Ashton and the kids surprise you with a date.

When I look back, I remember myself thinking that in the future I’d have a regular job and a regular family (two kids at most). I never imagined that I would be married with Ashton Irwin, the drummer of 5 Seconds Of Summer, and that I would have four kids, a fifth on the way. It was crazy but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I was happy with my life and although it was hard take care of four kids, Ashton and I were doing a pretty good job.

The older, Nora, was eleven. She was our only girl and that was the reason why she was so spoiled by Ashton. Also because it was our first but I knew that being a girl was what Ashton loved the most. Nora was quiet, good and sensible; and we had high expectations in her. I mean, she was still a little girl but Ashton and I thought she was very clever and she could go far.

The second one, Aiden, with seven years, was a tornado. He was completely different from Nora. He loved to talk and he wasn’t bad, he was just a naughty boy. It was hard for him to pay attention but he made an effort and tried it. I thought he was pretty much as Ashton and although he didn’t say it, I knew he thought the same. He was my little Ashton.  

Then we had the twins, Tyler and Alexander, two more boys. Because they were babies, we didn’t know how they would grow, maybe they were more like Nora or more like Aiden. From what I could observed,  they would be in between. Tyler was a good sleeper and he was always quiet while Alexander was the noisy one.

I loved my kids but with the fifth one the way, I was super tired. I was in my eighth month of pregnancy, my back hurt a lot and I couldn’t even move. Ashton had to be home everyday because I couldn’t take care of the kids and I felt useless. I didn’t know if it was because of the hormones or what, but I was crying everyday for everything. Ashton had tried everything to make me feel better but the truth is that I was overwhelmed for the situation. During the other pregnancies I never felt that way, so I was lost in all that new feelings. So I spent most of the days in bed, crying for nonsenses. And that day wasn’t different, while Ashton was with the kids in the park, I was at home, under my bed sheets trying to rest.  

Ashton’s POV

“Do you have everything you need, daddy?” Nora asked me, with her index finger in her chin and looking at me, making sure I didn’t forget anything. I smiled and I nodded. “Okay, then I think we can go home” I laughed. Every time Y/N wasn’t with us, she acted like she was her and I loved saw my little girl acting like a grown up because she was so cute and funny.

“You’d have to help me, though. Take your brother hand” we went shopping because we wanted to give Y/N a surprise. She had been feeling down for some weeks and we hated seeing her like that so Nora thought that maybe we could go, all of us, on a date with her. Because she couldn’t leave the house, we were going to prepare dinner (God help us) at home.

“Come on, dad. I’m old enough to walk alone” Aiden complained as I placed the groceries bags in the stroller. Tyler and Alexander were sleeping and I prayed to continue like that for a while.

“Yeah, buddy. That’s not going to happen. Sorry”.  

Aiden mumbled something I didn’t hear but he finally took his big sister’s hand and, together, we went home.  I told the kids they didn’t make any noise because Y/N probably was sleeping. I left the twins in the living room while with the help of Nora and Aiden, put the groceries bags in the counter of the kitchen.

“What are we going to cook, daddy?” Nora asked.

“I was thinking that maybe a salad and some chicken?”

“You’re not going to impress mommy with that” I looked at Nora surprised by her answer while Aiden laughed. “I mean, that’s a normal meal”.

“Okay” I said, laughing. “What are you thinking, then?”

“Maybe we could make a pizza!” Aiden exclaimed, happy.

“Is uncle Michael coming?” Nora asked and I couldn’t help but laugh. Every time Michael was at home, we eat pizza. It was like a tradition and the kids always associated Michael with pizza.

“He’s not, it just us, honey” I clarified. “If salad and chicken it’s not a fancy option, I’m sure pizza neither it is. But that would be could, right?” Aiden nodded. “Okay, we’re going to do something. Because I’m not a great cook and you guys don’t know much about food, we’re going to make salad and chicken but if you want, you can decorate the plate to your liking. What do you think?”

Nora and Aiden agreed so while I was cooking, they started to think about how they were going to decorate the plates. I was a little bit afraid because, after all, they were kids their liking were a bit strange, to say the least. But I knew Y/N was going to love it. I should have done this a long time ago, when Y/N started to feel bad. Not just for her, but for the kids too. Aiden and Nora missed her mum and they didn’t know how to act in front of her. I didn’t blame them. Y/N was a bag of hormones, and as soon she was happy, she was angry too.

An hour and a half later, the dinner was ready and the dining table was decorated. The kids did an amazing job, it looked a little bit weird with all those napkins and flowers they had picked from the garden, but they tried and it was our kids masterpiece so she was going to love it as much I was loving it. I was so blessed to have four kids like them. I loved them to the moon and back and although sometimes it was hard to take care of all of them, I wouldn’t change a thing. Y/N had given me all I ever wanted.

“Why don’t you go to wake up mommy while I feed the twins?” I suggested to Nora and Aiden. They quickly nodded and ran upstairs.


I felt two little bodies over me and when I opened the eyes, I saw Nora and Aiden with a big smile in my face. I couldn’t help but smile and open my arms. They quickly hugged me and I placed a kiss in their foreheads. “How was the park?” I asked.

“It was cool” Aiden said. “The twins were sleep all the time so they didn’t bother us”.

“Aiden, they’re your brothers!”

“They’re so annoying, mum!” I laughed.

“Nora, how about you?”

“Yeah, it was fine” she quickly said. She seemed impatient and I frowned.

“Is something wrong, baby?”

“Nope” she said, shaking her head. “But you have to get up and come downstairs”.

“Okay…” I accepted, confused.

“I think dad needs help” Aiden added.


They both shrugged. With difficulty, I got up and followed by my children, I went downstairs. I smelled food, like good food, and I frowned again. When I entered the living room, I found the table set, decorated with a lot of napkins and flowers and Ashton was swaying the twins in the crib with a big smile in his mouth. I gasped but the words didn’t come out.

“W-What is all this?” I asked, confused.

“This is for you, mommy!” Nora exclaimed, happy.

“Yeah, we made it for you” Aiden said, playing it cool. Ashton laughed.

“Really? You did this for me?” I asked with tears in my eyes, looking at my babies.

“Yes. We know you had feeling down these past few days and we don’t like to see you like this” Nora said, more serious.

“We want you to get well” Aiden added.

“Come here, babies. I love you so much” I said, opening my arms. They ran towards me and I hugged them as I let some tears fall. I looked at Ashton and I mumbled to him a ‘thank you’ and he mumbled back an ‘I’d do anything for you’.

We sat down to dinner and my mood improved. I was so happy and grateful for what they did. They explained me the whole plan and they asked me several times if I liked the decoration. They also asked me how I was feeling and when I told them I was feeling great, they started to applaud and scream of happiness. When we finished, Ashton put some music and Nora asked him if they could dance. Ashton quickly grabbed her and started spinning her around the room. Aiden and I tried to do the robot move but without success but that didn’t stop us.

We had a great time together and when Ashton and I put them to sleep, I thanked them again for what they did. They both closed their eyes with a big smile in their faces.

“I’m exhausted” Ashton said when we were in our room.

“I don’t know how to thank you for what you did” I started to say. “I’ve been a pain in the ass and I’m so sorry”.

“It’s okay, baby. I don’t blame you”.

“But the kids–”

“The kids love you and they would do anything for you” he assured me as he took my hands. “They understand why you had been acting like that and they don’t blame you, believe me”.

“Do you think we can do this?” I asked him, looking at my belly.

“Oh yeah and I can’t wait, baby” he said as he placed his lips into mine.

I’m sure everyone is very different in this way but when I’m in a really bad place emotionally, the only people it helps to hang out with are ideological vegans. because, like, “you have worth because you’re a human being” rings really hollow for me when I don’t feel like a human being in any possible respect, when I don’t feel like I could summon any of the tools I need for a convincing imitation of personhood, when I have a pretty good sense of what is considered valuable about personhood and they aren’t things I can do atm. When I’m feeling bad enough, “you have worth because you are a human” feels like “you have worth if you are a human” and if I’m in that kind of brainspace I’m gonna think “well, I’m not”.

But people who are like “literally every being with the capacity to have experiences deserves to have good experiences, it is not acceptable to me that so much as a chicken suffers” are so reassuring. I am sometimes uncertain about whether I’m a person; I am never uncertain about whether I am in the class of things that includes chickens and people. and so around people who consider that the class of Beings Who Matter, I’m always okay.

Baekhyun Scenario 1

“It feels nice to be back.” I mutter to myself as I inhale the fresh gust of air the moment I stepped out of the airport. Sure, the air in Seoul is filled with somewhat pollution, I couldn’t help but miss it. It just feels nice to be back at a place I once called home, ya know?

“How long has it been since I had some Korean food?” I mumbled, dragging my luggage away to the curb. I waved myself a taxi, not sure of where I could go at this point, but it’s better than just standing here at the airport. Thankfully, I only had 1 luggage though it was still quite a hassle.

“Courtyard Seoul Time Squares please.” I smiled at the driver before leaning back into the seat. I sighed as the cab began to take off. I began to clear my thoughts as my eyes seemed to be glued to the sceneries whizzing by. It’s been about a year since I left. Why did I leave you ask? Well, I didn’t have much of a choice. I still remember that night like it was yesterday.

I was sitting in my cozy little apartment, with the television turned on to some random channel. Although, I wasn’t really paying attention to what was on, I just needed something to fill the silence that rang throughout the apartment. It was just like any other night, I was lying on the couch, staring blankly at the door wondering when he would come back come. At that time Baekhyun had already left for his world tour with his bandmates. It was uncertain as to when he will return. He had ask me to wait for him, and I did for a month. But it was hell during that month. He would call every two days, and we would talk for about 3 minutes before he hanged up. I knew that he was stressed, tired, and busy. I knew I shouldn’t ask for much. I knew from the beginning what I was getting myself into when I agreed to be his girlfriend. Every night, I would come home to the empty apartment wishing that he was here with me. I would wait for him every night, wait for him to call me, even if we would only talk for a few minutes…. I still wanted to hear his voice.

But I began having doubts, about our relationships. Clearly, it wasn’t working out. I was tired to sleeping alone, eating alone…. I was just tired of being alone. We were both tired and our phone conversations were slowly reduced to only a minute. But I was determined to keep every last bit of our relationship alive. But… I was only nourishing a flower that had already started to wilt. It broke me when I could already sense that he was losing interest in me… in this relationship.

I had gotten a call from my mother the day before, she broke the news to me. Dad had passed away after having a stroke. Because I was the only child in the family, I was to fly over to the states and deal with the funeral arrangements as well as the company’s matters. I was devastated, I didn’t know what to do. I just wanted comfort.

I called Baekhyun that day, after crying endlessly for a few hours. I just …. Needed to hear his voice again. He didn’t pick up the first time I called, so I had to call again.


“Hey, look, I’m really really busy. But I’ll call you when I’m free okay?”

“But I-I…”

“I have to go now, bye.”

That was it. That was the last time I called him. That was the last of him. I was all by myself when I had needed him the most. I couldn’t take it anymore. That was the last straw, it shattered our relationship. I had tried my best to maintain every last bit of it, but I’m too tired now… I was emotionally and physically tired. I booked a flight to America later that night, packed my belongings, and settled things with the owner of the apartment. I didn’t sleep that night, I sat there and waited for him to call me back. I still had the tiniest hope that he could call back and fix everything, but that never happened.

I left that following morning. I didn’t write a note nor did I tell anymore. Or should I say, I didn’t really have anyone to tell? I was so worn out that I just didn’t care anymore. I had more than enough things on my mind.

Things at the company took longer than I had expected, meaning I had to stay longer. But during my stay in the states, I couldn’t help but still think of him. I was still waiting for him to call me, to look for me, just… something…. But after half a year without any contact…I knew that he didn’t want to continue the relationship either. But why am I complaining? I was the one that left without a single word.

And here I am, a year after fixing things up at the company, I am finally back in Seoul. Why am I back in Seoul? There was really no point of me coming back? I have no friends here… I have nothing here. But I still wanted to come back, because I still wanted to see him.

Before I knew it, I had already arrived at the hotel. I paid my fares and went in to get a room. After settling down, I decided that it would be best if I go for a walk just to clear my thoughts and get some real food.

Because I’m the type of person who doesn’t have any sense of direction, I ended up walking in a circle quite a few time. I took my phone out and turned on the GPS cause God knows where the I’m going when all of a sudden someone knocked into me.

I swore, if I had dropped my phone, I would have gone apeshit on that person, but thankfully I caught it back in time. I mumbled an apology and began to walk off.


I turn around and eyed the guy that just bumped into me. He flung his hood back, revealing his face.

“J-Jongin?” I stuttered, utterly shocked that I’m seeing him on the streets right now.

“I knew it was you!” He grins as he attacks me with a bear hug.

“What the heck are you doing here?” I asked, still not able to process what was going on as he releases me.

“Ahaha, just craving chicken and hiding from fans.” He shrugs casually. “What about you? Why are you here? You have a lot of explaining to do.”

I look up at him nervously, not knowing what to say.

Moments later, I’m in his car going through a drive-thru for some chicken. As soon as he finishes ordering the chicken, he turns his attention to me.

“So where have you been this whole time?” He asks.

I look at him, not knowing where to begin. “I-I… I was in America.”

“Why? What happened? Why did you leave so suddenly?”

“…It’s just a really complicated and long story.” I mumbled.

“It’s okay, I have time.”

At first I was quite hesitant about wanting to tell him, but then again out of all the members in EXO, besides Baekhyun, I had been the closest to Jongin. We just got along more naturally. And plus we both liked chicken.

It took a while to explain everything to him, but I eventually got through it all. He didn’t say anything the whole time, all he did was nodded as I continued.

“I understand your position, but don’t you think it was kind of harsh that you left without saying anything to anyone? It was like you vanished off of Earth.”

“Yeah… I know I was wrong, I-I just don’t know what I was thinking. Everything was just really hard.”

“It’s okay, but you could’ve always talked it out. Why didn’t you call me? I would’ve helped you.”

“You guys were all so busy and stressed, I didn’t want to bother you with such trivial matters. But enough about me, how have you been?”

“Me? Okay, I guess. Exo’s doing pretty well. Things are great…plus I have chicken, so yeahh….”

“You gonna share that chicken with me?” I teased, wanting to lighten up the mood. All this time, I wanted to ask about Baekhyun, but I just couldn’t bring myself to it.

“Ughh, I missed you so much, kiddo.” Jongin smiles as he drives off.

“So where are we heading?” I asked.

“The dorms, the guys are gonna be so happy to see you again. You don’t know how much we’ve missed you.”

I laugh, thinking to myself, “we”? Is he included too? Does he still think about me?

“What? Don’t you miss us?” Jongin pouted, faking his sadness.

“Of course I missed you guys! I missed you the most!” I teased.

As we began to approach the dorms, I got more and more nervous. What do I say? What do I do if I see him?

I stop in my tracks, frozen in fear. What if something goes wrong? No, I’m not ready to do this. Jongin notices the situation and walks towards me.

He places his hand on my shoulder, “Hey, don’t be nervous. It’s going to be okay. Trust me.”

Before I had a chance to protest, he takes my hand and drags me with him. There was no point in fighting back since that wasn’t going to do me any good.

Jongin smiles at me one last time before we enter the dorm. It was awfully quiet, and somewhat empty. I look over to Jongin and he gives me a nod. I take off my shoes and follow him, clutching the hem of his shirt. We walk into the kitchen, where Sehun, Suho, Kris, and Luhan were sitting.

They appear to be chattering among themselves while eating. They look up the moment Jongin enters the kitchen with me. They all stop and stare at me for a while, I lowered my gaze, not wanting to see their reactions.

Sehun is the first to pull me into a hug. The rest of them follow behind and bombard me with questions.

“Yah! You stupid kid, why did you leave?! I had no one to play with!” Sehun shouted as he continued to wrap his arms around me. Kris eventually shoves him aside to give me a hug, and soon enough everything turned into a group hug.

Jongin eventually noticed that I was somewhat suffocating, so he plucked the guys off of me and we all sat down to chat in the living room. My eyes began to wander, curious as to Baekhyun’s whereabouts. They seem to have noticed and the room suddenly fell to a silence.

“Baekhyun’s not at home right now.” Joonmyun spoke up.

I turn my attention to him and nodded slowly in response.

“So where have you been? Why did you leave?” Luhan ask, still seeming quite confused. Jongin stepped up for me and answered the questions, seeing that I was already uncomfortable. Sehun kicked Kris out of his spot and sat next to me. He then proceeded to placing his head on my laps.


“You left me for a year. This is your punishment, and I’m sleepy.” He whined.

I managed a smile and patted his head.

“You brat, get off of her.” Jongin glared as the rest laughed.

“NO! Continue patting my head like that.” Sehun commanded and I complied with his wishes.

“How’s life?” Joonmyun smiled, trying to start off a conversation.

“It’s okay, noth-…”

Our attention snaps over the door where Baekhyun enters holding another girl’s hand.

“Ta-Taeyeon?” I let out softly, looking at the couple in front of me.

Tension fills the air as his eyes meet mines. His expression is unreadable, and I’m scared of what he might say next.

Taeyeon’s smile fades as she just now notices the situation. Sehun sits up and looks at me worriedly. Jongin takes my hand, trying to calm me down. He seems to be the only one that notices that I’m on the verge of having a mental breakdown.

Baekhyun slowly walks over to us, with Taeyeon behind him, still holding hands. I couldn’t help but keep my eyes on their intertwined hand.

“I think we need to talk…” He says before he lets go of her hand and walks off into the kitchen. I stay at my spot, not wanting to move. Taeyeon manages to give me a small smile that I return. This whole situation wasn’t her fault. It was mine, coming back to Korea, nothing think about the chances that Baekhyun might have already moved on. That he’s probably in a relationship and over me… I didn’t think about that. Jongin grins and tries to cheer me on as I enter the kitchen.

Baekhyun stands at the far end of the kitchen. Mostly like because he didn’t want the others to listen in on our conversation. I approach him slowly, refusing to meet his eye contact.

“What are you doing here?” He asks. His words shook me, he sounded as if he didn’t want to see me here although I can’t blame him for feeling that way.

“I-I….I guess I just wanted to talk things out with you. I wanted to explain myself”

“What do you have to say?”

“I don’t know where to begin….”

“You can start by telling me why you left without a word.” He says not taking his eyes off of me. The coldness in his eyes and voice is foreign to me. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes.

“D-dad… he passed aw-away. I was sad and depressed so I called you remember? B-but you said that you were busy and hung up. I couldn’t deal with all the overwhelming emotions and I broke down. I was holding in all the times I felt lonely and sad when you were away. I couldn’t deal with our relationship anymore. I was too tired and sad, and you being busy and stressed all the time didn’t help.  There was no one to comfort me during that time…. I had to fly back for the funeral and I had to take care of matters in the states so I boarded the plane the following morning. I didn’t bother leaving a note because I assumed that you were already tired of me… tired of our relationship. There was no point in explaining myself to you…. So I left.”

Baekhyun scoffed as soon as I finished, “So you ended our relationship because you assumed that I got tired of you? You didn’t even bother talking it out with me first. If there was something that important you should have just told me! Or call back? Why did you assume that I didn’t want our relationship anymore? If I didn’t, I would have broken up with you long ago. Did you even think about how worried I was when you didn’t pick up my calls or when I came home to an empty apartment? You walked out of my life all by yourself and now you’ve decide to come back?”

“I-I… I don’t want you back or anything. I just felt like I had to explain myself to you…”

“Well, I guess it’s too late for that.” He rolled his eyes and walked out.

My eyes follow his disappearing figure as I choke back a cry.

I’m sorry Baekhyun…. I suppose it’s time for me to move on just like you have…