phone call at 2 am

crying over a porcelain sink at your aunt’s house,
tears and blood draining,
angry at everything.

not being able to speak
to the only friend you have left
because you can’t find the words,
     there are none.

nothing musical lives in you anymore,
she came in and ripped away the melodies
and harmonies you had in your heart.

broken-hearted and bloody-nosed,
you realize while looking at someone
who resembles yourself in the mirror -
     you’ve lost it all.

nothing, nothing, nothing.
you are nothing,
you mean nothing,
     you are nothing.

this wouldn’t happen
if you’d love someone who loved you back,
this wouldn’t happen
if you weren’t stupid enough to follow people
who kick wishing flowers in the spring.

you wrote about broken hearts like you knew,
and you did.
but you never wrote about someone
who not only broke you,
but ground the bits of glass skin and veins into dust.

echoes of voices telling you to cut deeper
and find yourself again
are drowning out everything you know.
every day you are struggling, every day you grow weak.

wind whispers to the empty cavern below your rib cage,
     where are you?
     what’s happened?
     oh! - what have you done?

your hands shake a little too much,
you can’t keep food down.
you are sick, but the only thing the
people around you say is
     do better.

you leave the house at night
to find something to escape to,
and feel a flicker of something old there.
so you do it again, and again,
and your mom loses her trust with you.

soon
     i love you’s
     turn into i don’t know you’s
and you cry and scream into a pillow late at night -
realizing that even the maps back to who you are
are distorted.

you are nothing but bad decisions
and drunken phone calls at 2 AM
to people who would rather be fucking a pretty girl
who knows what she’s doing.

when your best friend tells you
that you are the thing that haunts your dreams,
you realize you are truly something malicious.

when she leaves, all you remember from her
are her dissatisfied eyes, and embarrassment
of your fumbled words and miscalculated actions.

the only thing you seem to hear anymore
reverberates in your skull and turns into a grand crescendo
of despair when you are alone,
     you didn’t matter.

you can’t escape it, you learn she is right.
you dispose of yourself, and try to outrun
the dark things her heart let into yours
when you so stupidly opened up the iron gates.

sometimes, most times, it does not work.
you are devoured by those creatures with
skeletal hands and the stench of death leaking from them.

every moment before a reckless action
is made, you remember that
you are nothing,
you’ve become nothing,
     and you’ve done it to yourself.

then you free fall into something
with knives and swords,
and twist and turn and thrash to hold onto something tangible,
but simply end up with cuts and blood
and a sinking feeling.

Hmm. 3 missed calls from the source labeled ‘no caller ID’ and a voicemail where it’s 12 seconds of background noise. Yup, that’s not off-putting or creepy at all. >>;

anonymous asked:

Okay I need 8, 16, and 26 in one imagine, please and thank you, and I'll apologize in advance for all the grief that will be spent if this is written.

HAHA anon let me tell you, the combination you picked was so good. I was a little sad while creating this story because of the topics, but I also had a lot of fun writing this. 

anyways, here is the imagine you requested from this post!

the way you said I love you

“Can we talk?” You hear the phone conversation from last night in the back of your mind as you get out of your car.

“I’m not sure what there is to talk about.” You remember replying.

“Please?” You start walking towards the coffee shop on Main Street. He said he’d meet you here.

“I need to talk to you again.”

You open the front door and are comforted by the smell of coffee beans and a familiar cologne.

“There’s nothing more to say.”

You look to the side, and there’s Shawn, sitting by the window sill.

“You might not have anything to say–”

He sees you and suddenly stands

“–but I do.”

Keep reading

Oc Writing Challenge

Okay guys, so there are 15 prompts so that should make this challenge 15 day long. It’s actually my first attempt on creating a challenge so be soft with me.

Rules: 1) write no more than 500 - 800 words. 2) please tag me in your stuff, if you decide to do this

1) Your oc is severely injured during a battle/ car crush.

2) Your OC’s s/o falls asleep on their lap/hands or vice versa.

3) Use the prompt: “I really don’t think I need new underwear”

4)“What are you doing in my apartment in [… am]? And why am I sleeping nude?”AU

5) Your OC’s first visit at a museum/aquarium

6) Your OC receives a ‘very important’ phone call at 2 am

7)“yes I know friends should act like that but really, it’s just platonic!” AU

8) Your OC gets a puppy on their birthday by s/o or dear friend.

9)“I’m totally not calling you to tell you I slipped in the bathroom and that I think I broke my leg I’m dying. And totally because I don’t need any help..But come quickly because I love you” AU

10) Your OC and their friends are watching a scary movie. They all are scared to death, except for this one obnoxious friend who says they’re not scared at all. A very short while after your OC sneezes so loud, making the obnoxious friend lose their shit.

11) Your OC finally has a haircut

12) “of course I don’t suck at dancing terribly” 80’s AU

13) (Your choice of prompt)

14) Your OC’s first kiss

15) A story based on your OC’s theme song.

Dating Jessica Davis would Include

Originally posted by stileslydias

(Requested by anonymous)

  • Phone calls at 2 AM with lots of shushed giggles
  • Coffee dates at Monét’s
  • Jessica being hella protective over you
  • “Montgomery, if you look at her like that one more time you’re a dead man.”
  • You becoming friends with Hannah and Alex by default
  • Who, by the way, totally shipped you two
  • Cute, giggly kisses when you think no one is watching
  • Playing with her hair 
  • Jessica’s dad always inviting you over for dinner
  • And her siblings adoring you
  • Calling her “Jessi”
  • You always liking to steal her clothes
  • “Y/n, if you want to wear my shit you could just ask,” Jessica would say with an amused smile, catching you in the halls wearing her favorite maroon hoodie 
  • hUgS fRoM bEhInD
  • Going to the Crescent together on rainy days as a tradition
  • Always sharing a bag of skittles during the movie
  • After a while, Hannah started letting you two in for free
  • Forehead kisses
  • Letting Jessica cry into your shoulder when she needed to
  • Never losing the spark

We are 50 Blessings. 
Together, we M͏͟A҉́͏R͡͏̨Ç̡H̶̶̛̕͝ 
Into the future. 
You have reached a Wrong Number. 

Eyes Closed (M)

G-Dragon: Angst/Small amount of fluff/Eventual smut

PART 2-A: The One About The Night Before

A/N: Crap sorry it’s so late you guys, I was trying to edit as fast as I could I swear! But if there are typos my bad lmao Anyway I feel like this one is a bit short but I hope you enjoy nonetheless! 

P.S. Part 2-B should be out some time tomorrow.

(Part One)

Originally posted by s-tttop


       I woke up with a jolt and a cold sweat, feeling like the entire room was still spinning; physically feeling like I got hit by an eighteen wheeler. I brushed some of the mess of hair from my face and through half lidded eyes I tried to look around the room to make sure I didn’t end up in some stranger’s place; thankfully for my dignity I wasn’t but unfortunately for my ego, I wasn’t.

      “Ugh what time is it?” I groaned reaching for my phone on the nightstand. Fumbling around the nightstand the only thing my hand was met with was the touch activated lamp that blinded me with a bombardment of light. “Argh no!” I threw my arm across my face. I frantically hurried to shut off the lamp that felt like it was emitting the rays from the sun. Only managing to open one eye I looked around for my phone and discovered it was strewn on the floor with a mess of clothes and shoes. I groaned again not wanting to leave the comfort of the bed, I outstretched my hand nearly falling off the bed and quickly nabbed my phone and hauling myself back into my previous position under the covers. Pressing the home button to my phone I again was greeted with a flash bomb of light and covered my face with my hand; slapping myself in the process. Still adjusting to the light I peeked through my fingers desperately looking to find the time. ‘2:00 p.m. fuck’ With my phone unlocked I went wide eyed, ‘Shit, shit, shiiiit’ I thought; I had 17 missed calls and 10 voicemails from Saige. Looking for some kind of answer I scrolled through her text messages that only seemed to get more and more aggressive the further I scrolled along.

      ‘Alex where the hell did you go?’ <received 1:44 am>

      ‘Itsf o k im with djsaho’ <sent 1:52 am>

      ‘Ok bitch you are waaaaaaay too fucked up, where are you?’ <received 1:52 am>

      ‘Urd th e bitc yo bcht’ <sent 1:55 am>

      ‘I’m being serious Alex, if the paparazzi or some douche bag from the internet get a picture of you like this we are royally screwed’ <received 1:55 am>

      ‘Dnt wrry Gbe okie’ <sent 1:56 am>

      ‘Dont do this to me McMahon, WHERE ARE YOU????’ <received 1:56 am>

      ‘Byiii cee yu ntx wek’ <sent 1:57 am>

      ‘Wtf do you mean see you next week???’ <received 1:57 am>

      ‘Alex?’ <received 1:59 am>

      ‘HELLO?!’ <received 2:01 am>

      ‘ANSWER YOUR PHONE I KNOW YOU KEEP DECLINING THE CALL’ <received 2:05 am>

      ‘I swear to God when I see you I am going to kick your ass’ <received 2:06 am>

      ‘AND WHO TF IS DJ SAHO?! YOU SAID YOU WERE DONE WITH DATING DJS’ <received 2:06 am>

      ‘Oh my God Alexandra PLEASE JUST ANSWER YOUR PHONE IF YOU DON’T WANT TO TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE’ <received 2:10 am>

      ‘Ok somebody told me you went home with someone, for your sake I hope it was Jesus and not that DJ Saho or whatever’ <received 2:15 am>

      ‘Open the door! You know I can hear you and DJ what’s his face laughing!’ <received 2:30 am>

      ‘I don’t care that we are staying at the Palace Hotel Alexandra. I WILL break down this door if you don’t open up!’ <received 2:32 am>

      ‘OPEN THE DOOR’ <received 2:33 am>

      ‘No oo itd coolr ift yo u berki t don’ <sent 2:33 am>

      ‘I SWEAR TO GOD’ <received 2:34 am>

      ‘Fine see if I care when you end up on the cover of some Korean tabloid and Ji-Yong finds out you’re here’ <received 2:36>

      ‘wh att’ <sent 2:36>

      ‘Good night Alex :)))’ <received 2:37>

      Re-reading the last exchanges between us my heart felt like it started beating so fast that it was bound to burst right out of my chest any second. ‘Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuuuuck. How could I have been so stupid?!’  I thought to myself. Normally I’d say I don’t care but that is far from where I am mentally. Suddenly I was brought out of my thoughts by a loud knocking on my door. Still paranoid with the thought of J-him seeing me I climbed out of bed and approached the door carefully. The closer I got to the door the more anxious I became; that mixed with the killer hangover that hit me like a ton of bricks was quite possibly the worst combination of things that could happen at a time like this. The knocking started to feel like the noise was pounding against my skull, wanting to rid myself of this monstrous beating on my brain I opened the door without hesitation. Only to be met with the last person I would ever think would show up at my door.

      “Alex?” he raised an eyebrow.

      “Tim?” I reciprocated.

      “Jesus H–no offence but Saige wasn’t kidding when she said you might look like you crawled out of Hell this morning”

      I clenched my jaw “Just come in before anyone else has to endure my ugly” I slammed the door shut behind him causing myself to wince at what sounded like an explosion went off in my brain.

      Trailing behind him I watched him maneuver his way over the mess that was all over the floor; just clothes and shoes in different piles scattered in every square inch of the room.

      “Jeez, you didn’t want to clean up first?” he said finally making it to the bed.

      Too exhausted to argue I rolled my eyes and plopped back on the bed beside him.

      “Man, guess you had a good night last night?” he smiled leaning back on his elbows.

      “Ugh, if this is what this hangover from Hell is indicating…I wish I hadn’t” I covered my eyes with my arm “When did you get in by the way? I thought you were going to be in Japan until tomorrow? And not that I don’t love you but why are you here in the first place?”

      He chuckled “To answer your questions: I got in about three hours ago, I had a change of plans aaand Saige sent me on a recon mission”

      “Why?”

      “She said and I quote ‘Dear God Tim would deal with her because I can’t take her after last night’ end quote” He chuckled again “Also seeing as two of my best friends just got here the night before and one of them was already causing trouble I decided that spending time with that girl in Japan was not really worth it…”

      I uncovered my eyes with a gasp “Oh my God, you are such a jerk–”

      “Relax” he put up his hand “whatever we had between us wasn’t really going anywhere anyway. I think she really just wanted to be with me so she could say she was with me. Seeing as who I hang out with nowadays, it’s getting harder and harder to figure out who wants to hang out with me for me and not for ‘Tim Drake, the DJ who so happens to be signed to Seungri’s music label so that must mean he is friends with BigBang’. I mean they’re not wrong, I am friends with them but still it the principle of the thing” he rolled his eyes.

      Merely looking at his face I could tell he was genuinely hurt, he was one of the nicest and most sincere people I have ever met and just knowing that my selfish wish somewhat came true made my heart hurt.

      “I mean I guess that’s what you get for being such a hot shot DJ with an attractive everything to match” I said trying to make light of the situation.

      “Shut up” he laughed “By the way, are you just gonna chill in your underwear the entire time or are you gonna put on a robe?”

      I looked down at my bra “Tim it’s not like it’s the first time you’ve seen me in my underwear. I think we are past that point in our friendship”

      “I mean I don’t have a problem, I just don’t want you to think I’m being a perv” he said sincerely.

      “I would never” I jokingly gasped and placed a hand on his shoulder “Anyway, tell me about your new life here: How do you like it? How’s it been? Besides that girl, how is your love life here? You know all that good stuff” I rolled over on my side to face him.

      “Its been..good?”

      “That doesn’t sound too convincing Timmoth” I squinted my eyes at him.

      He let out a small laugh “No I’m serious! Everything’s been great so far, minus the whole ‘love life’ thing” he air quoted.

      “So does that mean you and Chaerin still haven’t talked?” I rested my head on my arm.

      “Yes, that means I still haven’t talked to Chaerin. Honestly I don’t think that’ll ever happen. I mean I invited her to my party so the only thing I can do now is wait and see if she decides to show up. But I’m not going to be completely heartbroken if she doesn’t, at this point I’m used to getting the short end of the stick with her” he sighed.

      “She’ll show I’m sure of it, if there is one thing that sticks with you after breaking up with your boyfriend no matter how long ago it was you always remember those tiny details about them. She, I’m sure, is no different”

      “Don’t even get my hopes up” he playfully pushed my shoulder “Alright enough about my lackluster love life, what about you huh? I’ve only heard about your rendezvous through what people tag me in on twitter”

      I rolled on to my back again staring up at the ceiling “Ugh. I’ll just say it’s slim pickins in LA. I seriously feel like I’ve about dated everyone in Hollywood at this point. I’m just so bored with everyone there, Saige suggested we move to Manhattan for a while to get a change of scenery and…men”

      He let out another small laugh “Orrr

      “Or what?” I turned my head to face him.

      “Or you could come move here and not only would have a complete change of scenery but you’d get to be with me and also an entire new buffet of men to choose from” he wiggled his eyebrows “Ya know” he cleared his throat “I happen to know one or two, single, billionaire musical geniuses that–”

      “Ha-ha very funny” I interjected “don’t even go there Tim”

      “Oh come on Alex!” he put a hand on my shoulder “You’re gonna see him this weekend anyway, why prolong the inevitable?!”

      I brushed his hand off my shoulder.

      “Okay, okay I take it you’re still mad at me about me not telling you that he was coming until you were on your flight over here, but what was I supposed to do? If i had told you earlier you would have either A) not come at all or B) run out of the airport and go AWOL again!” he scrunched up his eyebrows.

      I took and deep breath and looked away from him.

      “And I couldn’t just not invite him when all of the other guys were going to be there, that would have looked super shady on my part. Besides I know you two have your issues, that you still refuse to tell anyone why you guys broke up about in the first place, but he’s also a homie”

      I turned back to glare at him “Okay well then why don’t you marry him then if he such a good homie?”

      “Very mature” he stuck out his tongue “look you and I both know I love you more than anyone in the entire universe, but you also gotta understand he and I are still cool. He’s also one of the biggest musical influences here and I’d really rather not get on his shit list”

      “Are you just doing this because you want me to talk to him?” I raised an eyebrow “What about girl code? If I hate someone you hate them right back, you don’t just hang out with them like it’s nothing and twiddle your thumbs up each other’s asses!”

      “First off, ouch how dare you say I broke girl code ” he pretended to act hurt “And secondly, I didn’t just do this because I wanted you two to talk…well actually that’s partially it…but that’s not the point! What matters is that we all enjoy ourselves this weekend and celebrate not only my day of birth but also my first album finally dropping; all while making sure it is completely drama free for everyone involved” he smiled.

      I crossed my arms and let out a big sigh.

      “Besides, I think after last night you don’t need anymore drama to be broadcasted out for the world to see”

      I sat up quickly “W-what do you mean?”

      “Oh, you haven’t seen?” he sat up with a concerned look on his face “Well ummm…here let me show you”

      ‘Oh God, Saige was right why didn’t my drunk ass just listen to her?!’ I thought to myself. ‘Oh man she really is gonna kick my ass when she sees me…’

      Tim, taking out his phone pulled up some news article that held embarrassing pictures of my drunk self with some guy. Thankfully most all of them were grainy and the pictures were kind of dark, all except for one.

      “What.the.f–” I let out a blood curdling scream.


      “Hyung, don’t get me wrong I just don’t think this is a good idea” Seungri tried for the thousandth time to pull Young-Bae back by his arm.
      “I already told you, we at least have to make sure he’s alive” Young-Bae said undeterred by the maknae’s actions “What are you so afraid of?”
      “And I already told you, if Ji-Yong Hyung is even possible of being conscious he is going to be pissed that we woke him up just to see if he’s still living and have us maimed!” the younger man pulled on his Hyung’s shoulder.

      The older man simply smiled “Not me”

      “Oh must be nice being the golden star best friend! In case you haven’t noticed, Ji-Yong Hyung loves to show me gestures of his affection by inflicting nothing but pain on me and therefore gaining some kind of sick pleasure from hurting me!”

      The older man stopped in his tracks causing the maknae to slightly bump into him “Seungri we’ve all been friends for longer than ten years, don’t you think if he actually wanted you dead he would have done it by now?” he smiled and continued walking.

      Seungri stuck in the spot that he stood thought before he spoke “You know that’s not actually very reassuring!” he called after his Hyung.

      Young-Bae now at the end of the hallway shot Seungri another smile but this one evoking an eye smile along with it. The maknae picked up his pace and swifty jogged to the older man’s position. Both now staring down the door to Ji-Yong’s condo they both were thinking about the repercussions of actually waking the dragon. Young-Bae not wanting to take the first blow pushed the younger man in front of him.

      “Well go ahead, knock on the door” he gestured with his hand.

      Seungri dramatically pointed to himself “Me? You want me to knock on the door?”

      The older man nodded.

      “Hyung were you not listening to anything I was saying back there?” he stared at Young-bae incredulously “Wow. you all must really want me out of BigBang, well it was nice knowing you”

      “Yah” the older man smacked him behind the head “Don’t be so melodramatic and knock on the door would you? And besides we can’t afford to lose you. You’re too important”

      The younger man rubbed the back of his head “Wah. do you mean that Hyung?”

      “Yea if we lose you then who else are we going to pick on? Dae-Sung? Not on your life” he said with a smug smile on his face.

      The maknae looked to the heavens and closed his eyes, cursing at his Hyungs in his head; the only place he was safe to do so.

      “Yah!” another smack to the back of the head “Quit being a dick in your thoughts and knock on the damn door!”

      Seungri went wide eyed; guess he wasn’t so safe in his own mind after all. He shakily raised his fist in the air toward the ever menacing black door. What laid beyond that threshold could either be a nice Ji-Yong welcoming them into his home or the actual Ji-Yong who was going to rip Seungri a new one for waking him. The maknae took a deep breath before he gave three small knocks.

      “Hyung?” he whispered.

      Young-Bae side eyed him “What human being in your right mind is going to be able to hear that?” The older man grabbed a hold of the maknae’s fist and raised it to pound on the door.

      “No, Hyung wait!”

      With not even a full knock, the door swung wide open. As if it were some cartoon, the two stuck both their heads over the threshold and looked inside.

      “Hello?” they said in unison.

      The two stood up straight and began to walk over the threshold at the same time only to get halted by squashing into each other. The older man glared at the maknae and shoved his shoulder to get by. Seungri merely rubbed his shoulder and closed the door behind him. Looking around the living room gave no impression of anyone actually living there, everything was perfectly in its place making it look like it was some kind of eerie museum.
      “Ji-Yong-ah?” Young-Bae called out peeking into every doorway.
      Seungri having already accepted his fate decided to go rifle around his Hyung’s things in his living room; picking up a sculpture here, touching a nicknack there, leaving fingerprints on his vinyl records…whoops, breaking off a piece of said sculpture.
      “Yah” Young-Bae called out to him.
      The maknae quickly put down the abstract sculpture and shoved the broken piece behind some books on the bookshelf. He looked to his Hyung who was whispering ‘he’s in there’ and pointing to the door that was left ajar.
Again as if the two were in some Scooby-Doo cartoon, they carefully tiptoed into the sleeping man’s room. There sprawled out all over the bed, with half of the sheets and comforter dangling off the bed, was the sleeping form of their best friend. With his mouth parted and a slight trail of drool coming out of his mouth Ji-Yong let out a loud snore that startled the maknae causing him to step back onto a squeaky cat toy; Young-Bae slapped him on his shoulder.
      “Yah! Are you trying to to get us killed?!” he whispered loudly.
      “I thought you said you had nothing to worry about!” Seungri loudly whispered back.
      “I don’t! I’m just worried about you” the two of them continued their whisper argument only to be startled again.
      “Yah! If you two are done pretending like I can’t hear you, you can both kindly get the fuck out” Ji-Yong lifted his head up sleepily.
      “Sorry” the other two said in unison.
      “What do you even want at this hour?” he said plopping his head back into his sea of pillows and tangled bed sheets.
      “It’s three in the afternoon” they said again in unison.
      Ji-Yong dazedly lifted his head again looking toward his window “No it’s not there’s no sun”
      Walking to the window Young-Bae pulled the curtains back “that’s because you live like a vampire and have black out curtains “
      “Yah!” Ji-Yong struggled to bury himself under his sheets “What are you trying to kill me?!”
      “Ok enough” the dreaded man walked to his bedside “we dealt with your drunk ass last night, it’s all been fun and games but now it’s time to wake the fuck up” he pulled him by the only foot that was sticking out of the covers.
      Ji-Yong clawing at his bed like a cat protested.
      “Come on man just get up!”
      “Do we have a photoshoot?” he asked in a muffled voice with his face firmly planted onto the mattress.
      “No?”
      “Music video shoot?”
      “No?”
      “An interview?”

      “No?”

      “A record to write?”

      “No, Ji-Yong why–”
      “Then I have no good reason be even be conscious” he said taking his foot back “
      “Seriously man come on, Seungri and I–”
      “Seungri?” Ji-Yong quickly lifted his head and snapped it in in their direction.
      “Yea Seungri, who the hell else did you think I was arguing with?”
      “I don’t know Young-Bae, I’ve stopped questioning the voices”
      The other two glanced at each other raising an eyebrow.
      The dazed man rubbed his face with his hand “Ok I’ll bite, why the fuck are you here?”
      “Because you can’t keep living like this! I hardly get to see you when we’re not on tour or doing some kind of press junket or variety show, even then we pretend like everything is all ok when it’s not. All you do is drink yourself stupid, complain while you’re drunk, smoke so much that I swear one of these days you’re going to need an iron lung support or something!  It’s like the Kwon Ji-Yong I grew up with doesn’t even exist anymore!”
      Ji-Yong pursed his lips “Tsk. What are you my girlfriend all of a sudden? Get in line you’re not the only one who noticed. Any other complaints or can I just go back to sleep?”
      The dreaded man let out a heavy sigh “Pfft. yea right we’d all know where that would go real fast…” he said under his breath.
      “What was that?” he threw off the covers hopping off the bed and walking to square up to his best friend.
      Seungri, having been silent the entire time, noticed this was going to take a turn for the worse and intervened before any fists went flying.
      “Ji-Yong Hyung”
      He turned to glare at him.
      “Young-bae Hyung” he held up his hands between the two “Why don’t we just go to the kitchen and get some food and some coffee in you guys huh? We can eat a little, talk a little…not using harsh words…and just get rid of the bad energy from last night”
      The two older men glanced at each other “fine..” they said in unison and headed out toward the kitchen.
      “Hey Hyung” the maknae trailing behind the two spoke up again “Don’t you wanna maybe change out of your clothes from last night?”
      Ji-Yong stopped in his tracks to glare at him.
      “N-nevermind…”
      Along the way Ji-Yong stopped to boot up his laptop that was sitting on the kitchen island then made a b-line for the coffee maker and his pack of cigarettes. Young-Bae simply leaned against the furthest wall and looked down at his feet, still fuming about his little spat with his best friend. Seungri, even in everyday situations, made his way into the kitchen last. He caught a glimpse of his Hyung’s laptop screen and immediately stopped mid-step.
      Ji-Yong raised an eyebrow “what did some porn pop up or something?” he asked lighting his cigarette
      “N-no. just a picture of” he cleared his throat “Kim Tae-Hee popped up” he gave a weak smile.

      The older man gave him a questioning look “Ahh ok?” and turned to ash his cigarette in the ashtray before him. His fingers slightly trembling from the actions of the previous night caused him to accidentally drop his cigarette into the sink.
      “Aish!” he hollered as he threw his now soggy cigarette into the bin and turned away from the other two to light another one.
      The maknae, wide eyed, looked to his other Hyung as a plea for help. Trying to subtly beg the dreaded man with his eyes that he needed him to distract Ji-Yong while he closes out of the webpage on the laptop’s screen; needless to say his actions were lost in translation. Young-Bae not understanding what the younger man was trying to tell him raised an eyebrow and mouthed ‘what?’, Seungri balled his fists in silent frustration and turned the screen toward his oblivious Hyung and emphatically pointed to the news article that blatantly held pictures of ‘DO NOT CALL HER’ in the arms of a man that wasn’t Ji-Yong and at the same exact club they were at the night before no less! Young-Bae went wide eyed and quickly dashed in the direction of the unsuspecting man before he could turn back around; he put his arm around his shoulder. Ji-Yong feeling suspicious about his two friend’s actions wasn’t sure what to think; truthfully he didn’t want to think at all he’d much rather be back in bed ignoring everyone.
      The maknae glanced as his two Hyungs talked it out and as Young-Bae took it upon himself to have a death grip on Ji-Yong’s shoulder forcing him to look out the window as he poetically described the meaning of their friendship to him. Seungri acting quickly turned the laptop back toward him and carefully closed the article but not before looking at all the pictures and reading the headline. ‘Alexandra McMahon Out Partying in Seoul With Mystery Man: Keep reading for pictures below’. Oh shit he was really going to be in trouble now.

Bad Timing-Josh Dun Imagine Part 1

Description: Josh and you are friends who haven’t seen each other in 2 months. When you finally do see each other things get complicated. 

Warnings: None 

Josh and you have been friends forever so it was no surprise when you got a phone call at 2:00 am. It was a Friday night and he had just done a show in your hometown which you attended. He texted you and asked if you wanted to join his fun, but going to a club with him and a bunch of his friends didn’t sound appealing to you. Instead, you went back to your place and watched movies in your sweatpants. You had dozed off on the couch and were thankful that the call woke you from the uncomfortable position. When you looked at your phone you just rolled your eyes and answered, not knowing what he wanted. 

“Hello?” You said, clearing your throat. 

“[Y/N] I am so glad you answered!” Josh’s words slurred together, letting you know he reached his drink number. “You know it has been a long time since you hung out with me. You need to be here!” 

“You know where I live. When you are sober you should come over.” You caught yourself smiling at the thought of seeing him. It had been 2 months since you were face to face with your friend. You were jolted out of your thoughts when a different voice was talking to you. 

“Hey, are you there? Listen, I have to go, something came up at home. Can you come pick up Josh?” You recognized Tyler’s voice and knew that you had no other choice. You agreed and hung up the phone. 

As you pulled into the club, you got out to search for Josh. When you walked in you immediately spotted the neon hair and made your way over. You were greeted with Josh picking you up in a hug and spinning you around. 

“I have missed you so much!” Josh said while setting you down. “You look so good.” You rolled your eyes at his remarks and led him to your car. 

When you were both settled in the car, you started to drive home. You looked over at Josh who had his eyes closed and was rocking his head back and forth. You decided to break the silence. 

“So, this isn’t exactly how I planned our reunion.” You laughed and glanced over at him. He opened his eyes and smiled, then placed his hand on your thigh. This threw you off and you didn’t know what to say or do, so you just continued driving in silence. 

Once you arrived at your place, you got Josh out of the car and up the stairs to the guestroom. Josh was sitting on the edge of the bed and as you said goodnight and walked off, he grabbed your hand and spun you around. 

“You know most people wouldn’t get up in the middle of the night to pick up their lousy, drunk friend.” He said, his smile fading quickly. 

You laughed and tried to get his smile back, “What was I supposed to do, just leave you there? And you’re not lousy.”

He dropped your hand and rubbed his eyes. “I really have missed you. I am sorry that I haven’t been around.” 

You cut him off before he said anything else, “In your defense, you’ve been a little busy.”He smiled again before saying, “You do look really good.” 

You looked down at yourself, wearing sweatpants, a red tank top and house shoes, “Wow, how much did you drink?” You laughed at the dig at yourself. 

He stood up again engulfing you in a hug. 

“I have missed you too Josh. But we don’t have to catch up right now, you don’t have to leave until tomorrow night. We can do this part in the morning.” You let go, breaking the hug and doing your best to get him into bed. “I’ll be right down the hall if you need anything.” And with that you went to your own bed, falling asleep almost instantly. 

The next morning you got up, making waffles for you and Josh. You took them into the guestroom where he was and to your surprise, he was already up. 

“Did you sleep okay? I brought hangover cure.” You say as you make your way into the room. Josh scoots over to make room for you in the bed. 

“My personal hero!” He jokes as you both take bites of your waffles. 

“So, what do famous people do on Saturday’s?” You nudged him in the side as he rolled his eyes. 

“I don’t know, if you ever meet a famous person you should ask them.” He laughed and you tossed back ideas finally deciding to stay in and watch movies. 

The day continued on with the two of you talking, catching up and occasionally watching some of the movies that were playing in the background. You filled each other in on every part of life that happened while he was away. You found yourself being unusually cuddly with your friend and to your surprise, he didn’t stop you. At one point you had turned on “A Goofy Movie” and both became really tied up in a conversation about your love lives. 

“I can’t believe you still are single!” Josh blurted out. 

“Ouch. Thanks.” You pretended to be mad. 

“Its just that, I have been gone for two months and I figured you would have settled down with that Cody guy.” 

“Just the thought of that name makes me cringe. Let’s just say that guy turned out to be a total jerk. I may just swear off relationships all together.” Your smile quickly faded. 

“Don’t do that quite yet.” Josh said as he pressed his lips to yours. 

As the kiss broke you just stared at him for a moment. “Dammit Josh.”You say under your breath. 

“[Y/N], I am sorry, I just have been wanting to do that for a long time.” 

You didn’t even think before saying these next words, “And I have wanted you to, but dammit, you have bad timing.” You scoot back to the edge of the couch and pull your knees to your chest. “This isn’t fair.” 

Josh shakes his head still smiling, “Why do you do this? Why are you so afraid to let things happen? How is this not fair? You’re my best friend and I have wanted you for a long time.” 

“Because, Josh, you get to leave in an hour and I get to stay here. I get to fret about how I am in love with a guy who is going to be halfway across the world in the morning. You get to go explore the world and I get to sit in my house and sulk about how much I miss you. None of this is fair.” The words practically jumped out of your mouth so fast that even you didn’t know what you were saying. 

You looked up at Josh who was staring at you with a smile so big his eyes disappeared. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” you  spat at him. 

All he said back was, “Say it again.”

You looked around the room, trying to avoid eye contact and blink away the tears that were forming in your eyes. “Say what again?”

“Say it again.” He said it much slower this time. You knew exactly which part he was talking about. 

You look down and started fidgeting with your hands, “I’m in love with you.”You whispered. 

Before you could even finish Josh had let his lips meet yours again, this time much more intense. “I’m in love with you [Y/N].” He smiled and kissed you again. You kissed back briefly before pulling away, throwing your head into your hands. 

“But none of this changes the fact that our timing is off.” You spoke between sobs.

“Then come with me.” He said the words and I waited for the laugh, he could not be serious. “Come with me.” He said again. 

You looked up at Josh, searching his face for a sign that he wasn’t serious. But he was for real, and this moment was really happening and you had a choice to make. 

Random Phone Calls (I am tired)
  • <Judy> Nick? Why did you call it's like 2 in the morning?!
  • <Nick> Hi, yes I still require attention.
  • <Judy> What d-
  • <Nick> Attention level: low, not good for my health. In critical condition, might die.
  • <Judy> nIC-
  • <Nick> Might not make it, y don't u love me, what did I do to deserve this?
  • <Judy> You just can't last 6 hours without me, can you? Well neither can I.
  • <Nick> Yes. Attention level replenished, can sleep now.
  • <Judy> Goodbye slick.
  • <Nick> Goodbye Jude.

Don’t get me wrong,
You could call me at 2:23 a.m.
Midway through a break down
And I’ll listen to every word
That manages to escape your mouth,
Slurred in your heaviest of tears,

But I want to know all about
Your 9:57 a.m. thoughts.
Or your 7:41 p.m. thoughts.

I wanna know what you’re thinking
When I’m miles away from you
And when I’m right next to you.

I wanna know what you feel
At 4:45 p.m. after our phone call
And what you feel when
I hold your hand at 8:11 p.m.

—  Am I On Your Mind As Often As You’re On Mine? (via lipstickstainer)
Try to remember who you were before the midnight kisses and 2 am phone calls. Try to remember how happy you were before the good morning texts and the goodnight cuddles. Try to remember how you slept before you felt his body beside yours and felt his breath on your neck. Try to remember that you lived and loved before he came along. He can’t take away what was already there.
—  h
✨a “should we know us a little better” tag ✨

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people Tagged by @puppytae Thank u sm for tagging me sweetheart 💌💕 I hope it’s ok if I’ll post this tag from second ax I just don’t want to make my main one messy sorry
THE LAST:
1. Drink: tea w lime
2. Phone call: my mum
3. Text message: 😂😂😂😂 (I am so talkative I can’t)
4. Song you listened to: imagine dragons - believer
5. Time you cried: yesterday ;(
6. Dated someone twice: no
7. Kissed someone and regretted it: no
8. Been cheated on: no
9. Lost someone special: I just distanced bc I am bad at talking through internet I guess but I am trying to improve
10. Been depressed: nooooooo I don’t have this thingy bless god
11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nope
LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:
12-14: black, dark purple and beige
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:
15. Made new friends: yeahhhh
16. Fallen out of love: I haven’t experienced love yet so 👐🏻
17. Laughed until you cried: yessss every day
18. Found out someone was talking about you: no
19. Met someone who changed you: no ??
20. Found out who your friends are: kinda
21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: I don’t use Facebook i use vk and no I didn’t
GENERAL:
22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: in bl yeah quite lots of ppl
23. Do you have any pets: no :((
24. Do you want to change your name: no it’s nice especially it’s full form
25. What did you do for your last Birthday: I was in restaurant w my dad, his friend and brother
26. What time did you wake up: 8:40 am
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching tv and scrolling my tl
28. Name something you can’t wait for: to visit 5sos concert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
29. When was the last time you saw your mom: hahaha 5 min ago
30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I wish I was more confident
31. What are you listening right now: nothing 👐🏻
32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: nope
33. Something that is getting on your nerves: when someone says bad things about my fav singers or groups
34. Most visited Website: tumblr and vk
35. Mole/s: lots of everywhere except my faceu
36. Mark/s: on my wrist
37. Childhood dream: to be a dentist
38. Hair color: brown w a bit reddish tint
39. Long or short hair: something in the middle
40. Do you have a crush on someone: noooo
41. What do you like about yourself: i’m kinda smart and love self education
42. Piercings: one in each ear
43. Bloodtype: 0 (I)
44. Nickname: filu, filusha, filya
45. Relationship status: eeeehhhhh I am single
46. Zodiac: cancer
47. Pronouns: she/her
48. Favorite TV Show: I don’t really like our Russian tv shows
49. Tattoos: nope
50. Right or left hand: right hand
51. Surgery: never had one
52. Piercing: answered
53. Sport: i hate it actually
55. Vacation: ehhh I wanna visit so many places
56. Pair of trainers: bright blue w pink insides
MORE GENERAL:
57. Eating: cucumber 🥒 hah
58. Drinking: nothing yet
59. I’m about to: eat self cooked meal
61. Waiting for: my grandmother, godfather and his gf to come to us
62. Want: to start reading books that are obligatory to read this holidays
63. Get married: I really want
64. Career: I wanna be a dentist
WHICH IS BETTER?:
65. Hugs or kisses: hugs 🙈
66. Lips or eyes: eyes I guess
67. Shorter or taller: ahh it depends on what r we talking about. i wanna be shorter as I am pretty tall, if we r talking about future bf than taller
68. Older or younger: older
70. Nice arms or nice stomach: arms especially hands bc HAVE U SEEN THESE TWO MASTERPIECES OF MODERN ART THAT R CALLED NAMJOON’s HANDS?!?!?!
71. Sensitive or loud: sensitive
72. Hook up or relationship: relationship ❤️
73. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant ????
HAVE YOU EVER:
74. Kissed a stranger: no
75. Drank hard liquor: yeah but a lil bit
76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: yes but I found them that day
77. Turned someone down: no
78. Sex in the first date: noooooo
79. Broken someones heart: no no no
80. Had your heart broken: noo
81. Been arrested: no
82. Cried when someone died: yes 3 times ;(((
83. Fallen for a friend: noooo
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
84. Yourself: i’m trying my best
85. Miracles: no
86. Love at first sight: no definitely
87. Santa Claus: no
88. Kiss in the first date: yeeessss
89. Angels: well I know park jimin exists so I have all basis to believe in them
OTHER:
90. Current best friends name: polina
91. Eyecolor: blue w yellow additions so they look like green
92. Favorite movie: idkkkkkkkk mb the fault in our stars? or the great Gatsby ??


p.s. guys I did it at 8 pm but I can post it only now sorry

Tagging: Idk 20 ppl so I’ll mostly pick random ppl @ilysoftjimin @mykths @taexguk @winktaes @artistictae @epheimeral @taeonie @barkji-min @gigglytaehyung @btsparkjiminie @vkoo3ie @taesweat @jhsxrsq @xmirinae @honeygguk @mint-tape @puppyoongs @tuchea @gluskina @hobabi

pls tell me if u don’t want to be tagged in this things:) thank u in advance for taking part in this tag 💌💕

✌︎ Get to Know Me

Tagged by these lovely angels: @fluffyshua, @fluffyyeollie & @jindongdongie, thank you very much !!


Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 10 people.

THE LAST:

1. Drink: water, because I can’t have anything nice as i am sick.
2. Phone call: my cranky professor in the US.
3. Text message: “if u say so” to my best friend.
4. Song you listened to: rain by taeyeon, because i love her and she is my angel wow.

5. Time you cried: a few minutes ago actually because of the sickness which had my eyes watering in heat.

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: nope, not even once, so what twice.

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: nope. never kissed anyone.

8. Been cheated on: never dated, so nope.
9. Lost someone special: yes.
10. Been depressed: yes, for a lot of my life.
11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: thrown up yes, got drunk no.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14: Black, White, Light brown.

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: changed my school, and became more active on here, so quite a lot actually.
16. Fallen out of love: never fallen in, so no.
17. Laughed until you cried: yes, many a time.
18. Found out someone was talking about you: yes, quite a lot, often in different languages.

19. Met someone who changed you: yes, this is true
20. Found out who your friends are: yes, true friends were found.
21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: no kisses and no facebook so ..

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: no facebook for this child.
23. Do you have any pets: i used to have a chameleon then it got crushed, and i never had one after.
24. Do you want to change your name: so many times in my life before i discovered exid lmao.
25. What did you do for your last Birthday: went for a movie with my friends, ate good food, and got loads of books which made me happy af.
26. What time did you wake up: six in the morning ! i didn’t sleep, so actually i did not wake up.
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: writing the next part to scripted.
28. Name something you can’t wait for: to post the next part to scripted honestly i am whipped for jun!!
29. When was the last time you saw your mom: today morning when she pushed me in a room with my art teacher.
30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: my skills for ones which would make me happier.
31. What are you listening right now: Smile Flower by Seventeen
32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yes, my second classmate online, his name is tom, i just talked to him five minutes ago.
33. Something that is getting on your nerves: how slowly i type.
34. Most visited Website: tumblr & grammarly

LOST QUESTIONS.

35. Mole/s: nope !
36. Mark/s: not really honestly
37. Childhood dream: an astronomer, i loved the stars, still do, physics? not so much.

38. Hair Colour: Black, completely black.
39. Long or short hair:
long as hell, i used to have the nickname rapunzel in my old school
40. Do you have a crush on someone:
other than lee jihoon and wen junhui, none.

41. What do you like about yourself: i am quite smart when it comes to things i like, and i sometimes write good one liners
42. Piercings:
none, i don’t even have holes for earrings
43. Bloodtype:
B i am pretty sure
44. Nickname:
han, smartypants, lettuce lover [it is jihoon’s fault honestly], tbh same.

45. Relationship status:
single, and that will remain for some time now
46. Zodiac: saggitarius
47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV Show: tv show, sherlock. kdrama, weightlifting forever and always.
49. Tattoos: nope, i am a smol child.
50. Right or left hand:
slightly ambidextrous, but i prefer right.
51. Surgery: none.

52. Hair dyed in different color: nope, not at all
53. Sport:
cricket!
55. Vacation:
japan, and korea.
56. Pair of trainers: converse idk

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating Currently: biscuits
58. Drinking currently:
tea

59. I’m about to: write more for scripted

61. Waiting for: death
62. Want:
more books to read even if my tbr pile if flowing with books
63. Get married:
not really, i actually don’t want to.
64. Career:
international relations, law.

WHICH IS BETTER

65. Hugs or kisses: for me kisses, because they imply many things.
66. Lips or eyes:
eyes, they are the gateways to the soul
67. Shorter or taller: i don’t care honestly
68. Older or younger:
once again i don’t care
70. Nice arms or nice stomach:
nice stomach in what definition, cause i would like a soft boy?
71. Sensitive or loud:
loud honestly i am real loud
72. Hook up or relationship:
relationship
73. Troublemaker or hesitant:
troublemaker

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: nope
75. Drank hard liquor:
once, by mistake
76. Lost glasses/contact lenses:
nope, i am blind without my glasses so i can’t really afford losing them.
77. Turned someone down:
once, it was not pleasant.
78. Sex in the first date:
i am too young for all this
79. Broken someone’s heart: um .. not that i know of?
80. Had your heart broken:
um no thank you

81. Been arrested: nope
82. Cried when someone died:
yes, a lot.
83. Fallen for a friend:
um .. yeah once, but it wasn’t really a crush, a temporary admiration lmao.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: sometimes
85. Miracles:
no, those things don’t happen
86. Love at first sight:
nope not at all.
87. Santa Claus:
nuh uh
88. Kiss in the first date:
nope too weird
89. Angels:
no.

OTHER:

90. Current best friends’ names: si min, akshara & nadia.
91. Eyecolor: brown, but mostly black.
92. Favorite movie: hmm.. train to busan


Tagging : @aceangel-official, @m1nhks, @mans-ayyye, @wonchance, @deleallis, @heonseoks, @8boo, @changgudforyou, @soon-shine, @verhoons & @sseokkminn & anybody else who would like to!

it is optional so if you would not like to, just let it be!

Apartment 5108 // 5

Apartment 5108 — ft. Oh Sehun
// Contemporary Romance
// Adult Fiction
// Sexual & Explicit Language — in later chapters

Chapters
// 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 //

5

Sehun has placed me in a difficult position. I wasn’t sure how to act in front of him afterwards or if we were classified as friends now. If anything, what he did for me has left me in complete confusion because for my whole life, my only friend has been Soi. But even with Soi I have never divulged stories from my past. I never thought to because it was either irrelevant to bring it up or that she could never possibly understand what I went through. 

It helped talking to Sehun about something that I have pushed down for so long and in a way it has felt relieving. I suppose I have always been afraid to tell people because I was scared they wouldn’t be able to empathize. I thought they would downplay my experiences, making it seem like living with my parents was no big deal–everyone has a sob story and this was mine. I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me and think I was making the whole thing up for compassion sake.

Sehun defies my negative thoughts. He responded genuinely, bringing in his prior experiences with his mom to help ease away the pain that rested on my heart and mind. He has left an impression that was far better than when I first met him, changing my view of him for the most part. In my post reaction with him in the following weeks, I have unfortunately done what I have always done. I act like nothing happened and continue on with my apathetic and dispassionate lifestyle.

But he surprises me. He carries on with the forehead kisses. One before work and one before bed. I don’t reject them. I let him kiss me because I’ve never felt true ardent emotions before him. All that I’ve known is animosity from family so a part of me wants to hold onto this tiny profound act from Sehun as long as I can. I know the kisses don’t mean anything to him. Even with his explanation, I don’t understand why he bothered with me. He could have said ‘Okay, leave’ but he didn’t. He didn’t throw me out of his life because it would have been more convenient. He changed his behavior for me and hasn’t been drunk out of his wits since that night. I can’t say the same for his dating but at least I’m not getting phone calls at 2:00 AM to pick him up. I appreciate his actions in helping me be more comfortable in this apartment.

Keep reading

Antidote to Everything

Request: punk frank iero (high school au) imagine please where he’s almost like a bully and a douche (but not like the grade a asshole one you did) to everyone but he’s really really really sweet and nice and soft to y/n, while she’s a good girl and her parents disapprove of their relationship but she stays with Frank anyway. When he’s angry at someone, y/n goes to his house and does everything she can to calm him down and jUST REALLY FLUFFY THANK

Y/b/f= your best friend

I was pulled out of sleep from the buzzing of my phone. I stretched and checked the time: 2:00 a.m. Who the hell would be calling me at 2 in the morning? I was even more confused when I read the caller ID on my phone: Gee Way. “Gee?” I yawned into the phone, rubbing my half lidded eyes.

“Y/n! I’m sorry I have to call you this late but, I really need your help. It’s about Frank” My eyes snapped open and my pulse quickened. Getting a 2 am phone call about Frank was never a good sign.

“Frank? Is he okay? What’s going on?” I rambled, my grip getting tighter.

“He’s fine, right now. He just go really wasted at Ray’s kickback and now he’s determined to go fight this guy. We brought him back to my house and are trying to calm him down but, he won’t listen. Can you come by, please? I know it’s really late but, we don’t what to do. You’re the only who can get him to snap out of it”I could make out the muffled sound of glass breaking and Mikey Way yelling “Frank, no! That’s a collector’s item!”

“Yeah i’ll…i’ll do my best to get out of here. Just…keep him safe until then Gee.”

“We will, thank you. See you soon” I jumped up, my tiredness already wearing out. I threw on the first clothes in grasp: dark jeans, a blue tank top, and a gray hoodie. I made my way cautiously to my parent’s room. My dad constantly woke up in the middle of the night, so there was no way I would be able to sneak out. I was gonna have to lie, something I was getting way to good at since I met Frank. My parents hated him, judging purely off his appearance and reputation among the rest of the PTA members. So every time I wanted to see him, I had no choice but to lie. They thought I broke up with Frank months ago, so they were never suspicious when I left. “Mom?” I gently shook her, already working up fake tears.

“Yeah? What’s wrong?” She asked, reaching to the side table to turn on her lamp.

“It’s y/b/f…her dog got out and they can;t find him anywhere…they really the extra help so can I go over that to help look? She’s really upset and is asking everyone to come look” I sniveled, forcing out some tears.

“Yeah, that’s fine. Do you need a ride?” 

“No, I need to take the car so we can split up. Thank you, i’ll be back in the morning”

“Be careful y/n, and tell y/b/f’s mother i’ll see her at the next meeting”


15 minutes of speeding and running a few red lights, I made i to the Way house on the other side of the town. The not very good side of town either. I could hear muffled yelling from the front porch. I only knocked once when the door flew open, Gerard looked exhausted. “Thank god, he’s in my room” I nodded and quickly darted past him, quickly going downstairs to the basement. 

“Frank no! If you’re gonna break something, break this cup, not the fucking sword!” I winced when Frank grabbed the cup and chucked it against the wall, sending glass every where. 

“Frankie…?” I said quietly when I got to the bottom of the stairs. He whipped around, eyes softening when he saw me. 

“Y/n” He threw his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. He was trembling. I threaded my hands through his matted hair.

“Shhh Frankie it’s okay…just calm down” 

“I…I can’t, that fucking piece of shit Mathews has been running his mouth”He said through gritted teeth, balling his fist into my hood. “I…I have to do something! He won’t get away with this!” He pulled away from me and walked to the other side of the room, grunting as he slammed his fist through the dry wall.

“Frank, please stop…” I used the one weapon I had against him, I started crying. I knew Frank would never hurt me, so it was my job to calm him down when he got to heated. I covered my face with my hands, rubbing my eyes with my palms to try and force out tears.

“No no no…aw fuck please don’t cry. I’m sorry I just…i’m just so angry, all the time…” He walked towards me slowly and gently reached for my hand, placing it on his chest. “See? It’s okay. You don’ have to be scared baby” His heart beat was wild, like his chest was about to explode. I turned to Mikey.

“You can go to bed Mikey, I can take it from here” He smiled gratefully, making his way back up the stairs.

“Do you want me to bring you guys something? A snack? A condom?” He said smugly when he got to the top step, dodging a shoe Frank threw up at him. 

“That fucking kid” Frank chuckled, shaking his head. I could feel his body relax, his heart rate going back to normal. I took his hand in mine and dragged him to the bed. I pulled him down next to me, curling up into his chest. Once you get Frank out of fight mode, the best thing to do is to put him to bed before he has time to get worked up again. “Thank you…for coming” He smiled, gently tucking a stray hair behind my ear. 

“Of course Frankie, i’m always here for you” I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. He glided his lips against mine smoothly, always touching me as if I could break. We pulled away,  resting our foreheads together.

“You make everything better, you know that?”