It’s one AM and these kinda just popped into my head LETS GO
• Connor fails his suicide attempt, Zoe finds him in his room about a minute after Connor swallowed a fuck ton of pills
•Evan hears about this cause Connor is always a main source of gossip at the school
• especially for Jared
• Evan thinks about when he failed his suicide attempt and knew, at least partly, how Connor felt
• Evan, knowing he wouldn’t be able to just walk up to Connor and start talking, starts writing letters
• Dear Connor Murphy, I heard what happened and I want you to know, I failed as well over the summer
• Evan always signing them as Sincerely Me
• Connor getting the first letter five days after he leaves the hospital, two days after he goes back to school
• Connor reading it, and thinking
• maybe I’m not completely alone
• Evan writes Connor a letter every Tuesday and Thursday
• Whenever Connor ditches school he makes sure it isn’t a Tuesday or Thursday
• Evan mentions things that go on in his life, how he wishes he could stand up for himself, how he wishes he could help his mother, how he wishes he could talk to the girl he likes
• Connor starts to develop feelings for the mystery writer but ignores it cause
• A. Who would like him
• B. I don’t even know who writes the letters, how the fuck can I be in love
• Evan slowly starts to make sure Connor is doing okay when ever Connor actually shows up to his math class
• Evan slowly starts to realize that he doesn’t like Zoe as much, but why?
• Evan shoots up in bed one night thinking
• Fuck. I like the school stoner
• Evan then slaps himself cause that’s not all that Connor is
• his mom hears him talking to himself and asks if everything is alright
• Evan quickly shouts back a yes, and gets back in bed, still thinking of Connor Murphy
• the last day of school before Christmas Break, Evan leaves a small gift at Connors locker and a note even though it’s Friday
• he’s surprised to see that Connor also left a gift at his locker for the mystery writer
• Evan puts it under the tree
• Heidi asks where it came from and Evan starts blushing and stuttering and mumbling about how he writes letters to Connor Murphy
• Heidi sees the light in her sons eye that hasn’t been there in years
• She bakes cookies for Evan to give to Connor
• Evan brings the cookies to the Murphy’s house, rings the door bell and runs
• Cynthia opens the door to see a plate of cookies and card saying ‘Dear Connor Murphy, have an excellent Christmas, sincerely me’
• Cynthia is super excited cause she believes that Connor has an actual FRIEND
• Cynthia takes the cookies up to her sons room
• Connor opens the door, glaring at his mother, and then he sees the cookies and the note card
• he picks it up and reads it quickly before blushing and grabs the plate, shutting his door
• on Christmas Evan opens Connors present last and is very happy to see that it’s a tree encyclopedia with a note that said ‘you always talk about how you love trees so, here’ and on the other side is a beautifully drawn tree
• CONNOR MURPHY CAN DRAW SO FUCKING WELL AND EVAN JUST MELTS AT THE TREE AND HE INSTANTLY PINS IT TO HIS WALL
• Connor opens his gift in his room, and is surprised to see two new black sweatshirts and a bottle of black nail polish, the saying ‘Dear Connor Murphy, your sweatshirts seem to have a lot of holes, I didn’t know if it was for comfort or what but I got you a new one. Oh and I really like your nails so here’s some more polish, sincerely me’ Connor actually smiles, and he feels all warm inside AND WHY DO I FEEL LIKE THIS WHAT THE FUCK
• Jared eventually finds out that Evan writes Connor letters cause he saw the tree on the wall while Evan was getting snacks and flipped it over and read the note
• he immediately asked Evan who it was from
• Evan blushes and mumbles Connor
• Jared demands a wider explanation
• he doesn’t stop teasing Evan about it
• At school Jared starts acting funny around Connor and Connor starts to freak out cause
• SHIT IS JARED THE LETTER GUY
• but he calms down for a second when Jared accidentally spills the beans
• Connor was reading another one of Evans’s notes, Jared walks up to him with a shit eating grin and says
• ‘Another love note from Evan Tree Boy Hansen I see.’
• Connor is instantly relieved they’re not from Jared
• he then freaks out cause THE CUTE QUIET DORKY NERD THAT SITS BEHIND ME IN MATH WRITES ME FUCKING LETTERS
• Connor corners Evan after school
• Evan is nervous cause he thinks Connor hates him.
• he is pleasantly surprised when Connor gives him a quick thank you before dashing off
• Connor then starts to write Evan letters on Wednesdays and Fridays. Monday’s are the chill day
• Connor finally accepts that he totally loves Evan but he still thinks that Evan could never like him that way, especially since the guy Evan mentions in his letter can’t be him
• beautiful brown hair? Nope
• gorgeous blue eyes that seem to have a hint of brown in the left one? Well yes but they aren’t gorgeous, his are hideous
• a face that was crafted by God himself? Absolutely not
• Evan starts to wonder if Connor wants to be friends with him and asks him exactly that in a letter
• Connor replies with a 'no shit’ and his phone number
• Evan was ecstatic when they hung out for the first time
• so was Connor
• and their moms
• at the end of senior year, Evan tells Connor that he has to take a gap year to save up money
• Connor decides he’s not going to college without Evan as he doesn’t know how to make friends and he was just fucking lucky with Evan
• They were hanging out at Evans house the next winter and they both had a few drinks cause what 18 year old doesn’t drink. Evan isn’t THAT innocent guys
• they both tell each other that they like one another and share a small kiss that they both have wanted for a while
• they fall asleep on the couch, holding each other
Imma stop there. Feel free to add on, that was insanely long and I might write an actual thing for this?
So, I wear a makau necklace, more commonly known as the fish hook necklace. My particular necklace looks like this:
I’ve worn one of these on and off for years. My dad first bought me one when I was fourteen and he visited Oahu for his grandmother’s funeral. It was a more traditionally styled one and I wore it for years before it finally broke on me.
My dad finally bought me a new one for my 25th birthday and I’ve worn it ever since.
And in all the years I’ve worn it, no one has ever known what the necklace was or what it represented before.
But today when I was at lunch, the girl that was taking my order smiled and said, “I really like your necklace. Is it the one from Moana?”
People are starting to recognize it as something from Polynesian culture and the ones who don’t, I now have the opportunity to ask, “have you seen Moana?” so that they have a visual idea of what I’m talking about when I explain it.
I was nervous, I admit. It was our second date and I wanted everything to be as close to perfect as possible. I had even gone so far as to fill up my car with the second cheapest gasoline type. I had no idea what it was or why anyone would ever buy it but I decided that no expense would be spared.
I had also baked some fresh muffins. Those took me about six hours to make because I kept changing my mind on what flavor muffins I wanted. At first, I wanted to make some with nuts but then I changed my mind after about ten minutes of them in the oven. So, I put on my mitts I knitted the day before and took them out, promptly dug into the muffins with tweezers to remove each nut, and then decided to replace them with chocolate chips. This worked well, until I remembered that I hadn’t asked her if she was allergic to chocolate or not and didn’t want her not to be able to have any. So, I put on my mitts I had knitted the day before and took them out of the oven, got back out my tweezers and tried to remove the chocolate chips. They were all melted and everything but eventually I managed to get them out with a straw. I replaced them with bananas because I had never heard of anyone that was allergic to bananas and I thought that was a safe bet. After about three hours of cooking at 100 degrees they seemed warm enough to be done.
Her apartment was a short drive away. I got out of the car like a gentleman and rang her doorbell instead of playing my Linkin Park song so loud that she could hear it from inside and know that I was there. Her doorbell had a nice ring to it. Like really nice. I loved the notes and the rhythm to the chimes and everything. It was nicely paced and not too rushed. It really gave off a welcoming feel.
She answered the door with a smile.
“Hey, I really like your doorbell,” I said.
She stepped out and glanced at it.
“How much?” I asked.
She laughed right in my face. I assured her I wasn’t joking.
“I can’t sell you my doorbell. How would you even get it out of my house? Isn’t it built into the wall?”
“That’s not important. I’m willing to go as high as $100." I had seen half a season of Pawn Stars; I knew what I was doing.
"500.” she countered. She knew what she was doing, too.
“Meet me in the middle at 300?”
Dang, she was good. She must have seen at least two seasons of Pawn Stars, maybe even three. But I really wanted those bells.
“Alright, I can do 350,” I said as I went in for the handshake.
I spent the next hour and a half punching her wall to get her doorbells out. Then I drove home and installed them. I forgot about the date and the banana muffins completely.
Request: Hey I’m
not sure if requests are open, but pretty please can I request bts reacting to
getting walked in on by friends/parents while having sex? Like would they
continue or lie or what? Thanks! ❤
A/N: Here I go. Keeping my promise. One reaction a day. I always keep my promises.- Li <3
As Jin was making
gentle love to you and kissing you so sensually, you forgot where you are,
Namjoon ran in the room as if his life depended on it. It all became still,
you, Jin, Namjoon. Fast, Jin hid you under the blanket, keeping you under him. “Kim
Namjoon I swear to fucking God I’ll starve you to death if first you don’t get out
of here and second say anything ever about this.” Namjoon stuttering over his
words could be heard and then the door closed. “Well, that was an experience,baby.”
in the middle of thrusting so deeply in you, the satin scarf around your mouth
wasn’t enough to hold in your screams. And then the door cracked and a little
pig tailed girl studied the interesting position you two were in. “Sis, why are
you two naked? Why are you biting a scarf?” Dom Yoongi went from 100 to 0 real
quick. “Miya, baby, it’s…hard for me to explain it. Your good friend Yoongi can
explain it.” you said, embarrassed af. Yoongi gave you the death look and
turned to the girl. “It’s an adult way of showing love Miya. In two minutes I’ll
be in your room and we can play with the dolls. I only have to finish playing
with your sister first.” Dom Yoongi is back.
wanted to take one of Namjoon Ryan’s to take a selca with it, not opening the
door to you naked at the end of the room and Namjoon only in sweatpants,
holding two paires of handcuffs. Jimin shakily tried to explain himself “I…
only wanted to have a-“ Namjoon freezing cold eyes met Jimin’s making the boy
feel extremely uncomfortable. “Leave Jimin. Now.” And Jimin did leave. Without
saying anything else, while you looked scared at Namjoon. “Where was I?” said
he while opening the first pair of handcuffs.
Hobi is a
puppy we all know that. So you were too. You were his baby, puppy and fuck
princess. So when you two were fucking the last thing you wanted were
intruders, but when your mother knocked on your door, both of you were so
scared that she’ll come in that he pulled out of you, threw you your clothes
while he was dressing himself, kissed you an apology and sat down next to you
acting as if he was helping you with a math problem, so when your mother really
came in, both of you smiled like the little puppies you were.
making. That Jimin was the best at. Setting the mood, showing you unconditional
love, showering you with compliments. So when Yoongi carelessly opened the
door, Jimin suddenly got so sad. He quietly asked Yoongi to leave and the older
boy suddenly felt so guilty. He knew how much Jimin prepared for this moment
and Yoongi ruined it. So after that, Yoongi constantly apologized to Jimin and
helped him create everything from the beginning so you’ll forget about the
first embarrassing time and get a wonderful second. And both you and Jimin
couldn’t be angry at such a nice gesture from the soft-harted rapper.
Taehyung is always playful the first 20 minutes before
diving between your legs to have a taste of the sweetest dessert. Unlike
others, Tae hates to be disrespected or disturbed while he was eating you out,
by you or whoever. So when Jungkook kick opened the door while Tae was
ravishing you, your lover got so irritated. While you try to hide yourself,
Taehyung put his hand on your pelvis making it impossible for you to move,
turned to Jungkook, with his saliva and your juices on his mouth and the look
of a very angry animal in his eyes. “Leave. Leave Jungkook. Go sleep somewhere
was in the middle of delivering one more delicious spank on your butt when
Taehyung opened the door worried you were hurt. And the scene in front of him,
oh god. You and your delicious naked body bent over Jungkook’s thighs, while he
was delivering a spank. And honestly, Jungkook could careless about Taehyung.
Tae was his bestfriend and one of Kook’s fantasies was a threesome. So he delivered
the smack, making your embarrassed self moan. “I…didn’t mean to-“ stuttered Tae
“Join in hyung. I’m just getting started with her.” Taehyung smirked and
silently closed the door
You couldn’t stop shaking. Tomorrow at eleven? That was fifteen hours away!! You were nowhere near emotionally ready to meet Yoongi…er, again.
You’ve technically already met the guy, you thought to yourself. But that’s when you didn’t know he was your pen pal. And that was before you…felt something for him.
You didn’t know when you realized but after a while of talking to, who you now know is Yoongi, your feelings had grown. And feelings as in a more than ‘Hey we’re good friends.’ No, it was more of a ‘You’re stubborn and such a downer, sometimes….But I still have a huge crush on you…’
Oh man, you thought, How were you going to get out of this? And evern better, note the sarcasm, you know what he looks like! It wasn’t fair that he was so damn attractive and you couldn’t get him out of your head. You remembered the deepness of his voice when you first met him; how soothing and low it was made your heart pound harder.
Damn, if you only knew sooner! Now here you were, freaking out in your dorm room. “I don’t see why you’re freaking out. You’re never nervous around Mr. Sunshine. Why now?” Your roommate called from the other side of the room.
“I’ve already met him! Except I didn’t know it was him. What if it’s awkward?” You looked down at your phone in your lap.
“Awkward? Oh honey, me and Namjoon meeting was awkward. You can’t get any more awkward than that! You’ll do fine!” Your roommate smirked. You heard the countless stories about your roommate and her very own pen pal and you wished you saw them first hand.
For the rest of the night, your heart couldn’t stop racing and your stomach couldn’t stop doing flip flops. It was then when you were wondering what Yoongi was feeling. Was he calm and collected?
Yoongi was in no way calm and collected. His knees kept bouncing up and down underneath the table in the very same cafe you were meeting him in tomorrow. The anxiety of finally meeting you again finally getting to him.
“Hyung, you’ll be fine! If you’ve charmed her for this long without your looks, you already have her technically,” Jungkook smirked at his older friend’s behavior.
“I didn’t charm her!”
“Psh, by now you’ve probably flirted a countless amount of time,” Taehyung piped.
“No, no,” Jungkook looked toward Taehyung and continued to have a private conversation with him about Yoongi and you. “I bet he told her he acres about her. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t be so nervous. He would keep his cool and tough facade.”
“But he’s nervous because she knows he cares about her!” Taehyung finished with a grin.
“No–o” Yoongi protested, a blush creeping up his neck.
“Just admit it, hyung. You don’t just care about her in a friend way…You like her,” Jimin grinned from the other side of the table. Yoongi kicked Jimin’s leg resulting in him releasing a whine.
“He’s so defensive, I can’t tell if it’s cute or not…I mean, who is this guy?” Jungkook joked.
“Haha,” Yoongi said in a monotone.
The boys went back to their dorms soon after and Yoongi had no idea what he was going to say tomorrow. Should he be himself? Dark and brooding? No, I think Y/N’s way past that stage, he thought.
We are going to talk about her, in a weird twist of events, maybe I should be less…cold. Falling into bed, he sighed. Why was he acting like such a girl. You were just you. No need to be nervous, he thought as he was clearly nervous.
You were walking closer and closer to the cafe and the nervousness in the pit of your stomach went away as the excitement began to rush into your heart. You were finally getting the one to one conversation you wanted with Mr. Sunshine.
Granted, it’ll be about you at first but it’s something!
You walked into the cafe and your eyes scanned around till you set upon the familiar dark haired boy. Is it too late to turn around?
His head was down, eyes glued to your phone. You rolled your eyes with a smile and discreetly sat in the seat across from him at the table he was sitting at.
“You know, it’s rude to be on your phone while you’re meeting with someone,” You smirked, your heart still pounding a million miles a minute. Yoongi’s head shot up and he scrambled to put his phone into his pocket.
“Uh, h–hi,”He offered a small smile, moving his arms closer to him to give you room.
“Hey, stranger,” You smiled softly.
“This is kind of weird right? We’ve sort of met and introduced ourselves before,” Yoongi cocked his head to the side and scrunched his nose up. Fuck, don’t do that, you thought. He was too attractive, you’re surprised you haven’t been drooling yet.
Before getting caught staring, you laughed. “Yeah, it seems we’ve skipped that stage.”
“So, I don’t know how to exactly–”
“Just ask me,” you smiled warmly, allowing him to dig into you past. You trusted Yoongi. You were unsure at first, but damn, was this boy stubborn. You thought you were stubborn.
“Why did you immediately come off to me as so bubbly? You could’ve had any persona,” Yoongi asked, stirring his coffee with his straw.
“Well, at first I wasn’t sure how I’d act around you. But then I saw how you were the complete opposite of my sister, and I thought it’d be fun to see how you’d react.”
“So if I wasn’t so pessimistic, you wouldn’t have been Bubbly?”
“Hm, that’s what I’ve been asking myself the past few days. I’m not sure. Yoongi, do you believe in fate?” You asked.
He scoffed with a smile. Of course you believed in fate, he thought. “I’m assuming you do?”
“What out of all the chances, you were paired with me? Someone completely opposite of the person my sister wanted me to be? It was only suiting that I’d act like she wished.”
Yoongi thought to himself about what you had said. What were the chances of getting paired with you? If it weren’t for you, he’d never be here in the first place. Hell, he bet that if he had any other pen pal. girl or not, he wouldn’t have stuck around. But no, you were different.
“Fair enough,” he nodded to himself.
“Now can I ask you something?”
“Sure,” Yoongi shrugged. He pushed his coffee over to you, offering you a sip.
“Why after every, even the slightest moment of some sort of bond between us, did you soon after snap and become cold again?” You asked, curiously, grabbing his coffee and taking a long sip out of the straw.
Yoongi eyed the coffee and thought for a moment. Why did he do that? Then, he tugged at your hand and stood up.
“Can we walk?” He murmured and you two exited the cafe. You shrugged and continued to drink his coffee when he didn’t object. You walked together, neither of you realizing you were still holding hands.
“I guess I was just scared,” Oh god, Yoongi thought. Did he really just say that?
“Yeah, Y/N. Terrified,” Yoongi said with a certain look in his eye. You looked over at him in curiosity.
“I’m pretty sure I’m the person you should be least terrified of,” You joked.
“No,” Yoongi muttered to himself, as if frustrated, “Not of you. Of me.”
“Of you? Why?”
“Well, I–” He cut himself off to look at you. You were peering at him with curiosity and he fell even harder. He didn’t realize he missed how much he missed looking at your face until now.
And now, standing in front of you, he was consumed with so much emotion that he didn’t even know how to process.
All he wanted to do was grab your face and just smash his lips against yours.
So that’s exactly what he did.
You were taken aback at first, the feeling of his surprisingly warm hands on your cheeks. Your eyes were widened but once your brain processed what was going on, you slowly closed your eyes and placed your hands under his biceps.
You pulled away for air and he leaned his forehead against yours, “Fuck, I really wanted to do that.”
“You did?” You breathed out, in a daze. Yoongi chuckled at your state and pecked your forehead before leaning back.
“I was terrified of becoming too close to you and developing feelings. But I’m afraid, too late,” He smiled to himself. Like really smiled. Your heart melted at the sight of his gummy smile.
“Mr. Sunshine!” Was all you could saying before embracing him. You were grinning ear to ear.
“I found it!”
“Hm?” Yoongi hummed. You pulled away with a smirk.
“I finally found your soft spot…”
“Oh,” Yoongi chuckled, looking down at you. “I’ve always known: It’s you. Always has been.” And he leaned down to give you another kiss.
ASDFGHJK I FINALLY FINISHED KASDHKASDL HOW WAS IT? DID YOU LIKE IT? THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE ASLJDS
Next pen pal isssssss….Hoseok!! (so excited to write that heheh)
How was this series? What was your favorite part? Any unanswered questions?
Summary: You can’t help but slowly develop feelings for librarian Bucky Barnes.
Word Count: 977
A/N: wow i just couldn’t stop thinking about soft!librarian!bucky and well here you go
Being cooped up in the library from late afternoon to early evening definitely wasn’t the ideal way you’d been wanting to spend your Thursday, but your professors clearly had other plans because they were just piling on the work.
Although you didn’t mind, simply because the librarian happened to be the cutest boy you’d ever seen. He was tall in stature and very well built, usually wearing a large sweater of sorts paired with some simple black jeans. His brown locks were more often than not pulled into a sleek bun, a couple of strands escaping around his face.
Your favourite days were when his hair was down, framing his face as he had to tuck the strands behind his ears as he catalogued the various assortment of books.
You remember the first time you met those bright blue eyes, being completely entranced in his gaze, his smile making butterflies erupt in your stomach.
“Do you need any help finding anything?” You heard an unfamiliar voice say behind you, startling you a bit.
“Oh no I’m okay, I’ll just ask the librarian,” you said somewhat quietly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear as you admired the man standing in front of you in his dark green jumper.
“I am the librarian, sweetheart,” he chuckled as your mouth hung open, a string of apologies flowing out as your cheeks blushed at your embarrassment.
You’d started coming into the library more often because of him, he never failed to brighten up your day. Even if it was a simple hello you got from him, it made your stomach flutter and your heart thud in your chest.
“Long night again, doll?” You heard a soft voice ask as you pried your tired eyes away from your textbook, “you know it is, Buck,” you giggled as his own heart fluttered loving the way his (nick)name rolled off your lips.
“You sure you don’t need anything?” He asked, bending down so he was now eye level to you, “I’m sure,” you said sweetly as he nodded, “you know where I am if anything,” he smiled before leaving you be, leaving your heart hammering as usual.
Bucky had become your safety net through the months, always there to hear you rant about your professors or that one group member that doesn’t do any work.
He’d been there more than once when school had gotten too much for you and you needed a distraction. He’d been more than happy to wheel in an old TV and play old cartoon while making jokes to ease your stress.
Which is why you weren’t surprised that you had started falling for him, slowly but surely you had developed feelings for him. You never acted on those feelings knowing you’d rather stay friends and not awkward once friends.
You were also fairly positive that a man with such good looks most definitely had a girlfriend, although you’d never asked since you didn’t exactly want to venture into that territory.
“Doll,” you heard Bucky’s voice from where he sat at his desk, “it’s time to go,” he said as you looked up and gave him a weak smile before starting to pack up your things.
You don’t know how it happened but Bucky had walked you back to your place one night and ever since then it had become a tradition and he refused to let you walk home alone.
You gave him another tired smile, joining beside him as he opened the door for you, the cold autumn air nipping at the delicate skin of your face, “it’s getting cold,” you said absentmindedly as the two of you began walking back to your place.
It must’ve been a few seconds after those words left your mouth that you felt Bucky place his beanie on top of your head, smoothing it down, “can’t have you getting cold now can we?” He teased as you let out a small laugh.
You both walked in comfortable silence, one of you occasionally breaking it to point something out as your arms bumped against each others until you made it to the front of your building.
“Thanks again,” you told Bucky, standing on the second step of the stairs so you were eye level with him, “it was no problem, doll,” he said softly a small smile gracing his features.
Tonight felt different.
Bucky had always made an effort in walking you home, especially on late night, but tonight, there was something more glinting in his eyes. He appeared a little on edge, nervous maybe as he fiddled with his fingers.
“Hey, uh, are you busy tomorrow?” He piped up, meeting your gaze, “I shouldn’t be later in the evening, why?” You asked calmly despite the fact that your heart was beating a million miles a minutes and your thoughts were racing.
“I was wondering i-if you’d maybe wanna grab some t-tea with me?” He stuttered and you could’ve sworn that your heart ballooned in love for the man who was always so charming now stuttering and tripping over his words.
“I would really like that, Buck,” you said softly, a smile on your face as one appeared on his face, “I-I’ll pick you up at six?” He asked excitedly as you giggled lightly, “I’ll see you then, Bucky,” you whispered as you leaned in to give him a quick peck on the cheek before turning around, walking into your building leaving him looking like he slept with a hanger in his mouth.
His heart fluttered and raced all at the same time the entire way back home as he thought about you, she said yes he mumbled to himself in disbelief as he chuckled to himself.
“She said yes,” he repeated one last time before walking into his house, anxiously awaiting for your date with him.
To Rap Monster Jungkook: to Rap Mon-hyung who is sleeping besides me right now, I think you are really good looking. Jin: Mon-ah, did you know that I took care of all your belongings when we are in-flight? I bet you didn’t know this right? You might drop things here and there or forgot about where your belongings are but you are still the cool leader / dongsaeng I know. V: hyung, please stop being so clumsy! stop breaking things! J-Hope: my friend! Namjoon! Rap Mon! when are we going out to have fried chicken again? Suga: our leader Rap Mon, namjoon ah, thank you for being our leader. Jimin: hyung, please stop losing your phone, you are not going to buy a new one again are you? Rap Mon, #1 the coolest on earth when on stage, and also #1 clumsy off stage *laughs*
To Suga V: our Suga-hyung please stay healthy and don’t get hurt, world’s best angel Min Yoongi! Jungkook: Suga-hyung! we should go out to have lamb skewers soon! but first thing, it’s time we need to be active go to the gym and lose weight. Jin: Yoongi-ah, you are forever my roommate. Even if we get married in the future, can we stay together in the same house too? J-Hope: hyung! thank you for the birthday gift you got me, promise I will buy one for you when it’s your birthday. Jimin: hyung, I really like it when you smile. Rap Monster: hyung, you really look like a grandpa nowadays,please be more active don’t just sleep!
To Jin Rap Monster: although you sometimes act like you have that mental age of 2.6, you are still the hyung I love and respect. V: can I please have the “debut Jin” back? not this Jin-hyung who throws dad jokes everywhere *laughs* Jimin: thank you– JM ; you are the funniest among us– JM ; you like to crack dad jokes– JM ; and sometimes pretend to be clumsy–JM but really, thank you, thank you for everything you’ve done. J-Hope: our beloved Jin-hyung, I really like you hyung! but please act like your age? Suga: Please act like your age, hyung! Jungkook: I really like how you always brings a smile on our face, Jin-hyung hwaiting!
To J-Hope Jimin: To Hobi-hyung who looks 200% cool on stage, my roommate, sometimes who act like an adult and sometimes like a playful teenager, who always go on a shopping spree with me, who always taking care of the members, who is noisy 24/7, please stay healthy and don’t get hurt. Jungkook: Hobi-hyung who is always bright and cheerful, I’m learning from hyung to compose songs from now on. Rap Monster: like a horse, like a pro on stage, with really good fashion sense, who is working hard on composing songs, our center Jung Hoseok. The “Seok” I admire the most? Kim Ji-Seok (south korean actor). Jin: Hope-ah, you are like the guide in my life, you teach me how to perfect my dance moves, but it’s really scary when you cold me, I’m sorry
V: I really like when you smile, and your cheerful personality. thank you hyung, and I love you.
To Jimin Jin: Jimin-ah, you are truly an angel and for that, I wrote an acrostic poem just for you.
박: 박씨가문(the Park family) ;
지: 지인짜 멋있는 친구야 (a really cool friend) ;
민윤기 (Min Yoongi). Suga: Jimin’s biggest charming point is when he works hard, lets stay together forever and I received the gift you bought me, thank you. J-Hope: our Jimin! the coolest and handsome Jimin! please clean all the clothes you piled up in the room when we get back to the dorm later. V: please stop doing aegyo because it’s not cute at all. but then why I still find it very cute whenever I see you do aegyo? Rap Monster: although you can be very annoying sometimes, you are sexy but minus your short height *laughs* , looks really cool when you dance and is working hard as always, our chim chim. Jungkook: why don’t you ever call me “hyung”? just joking haha. Jimin-hyung who always shines bright, manggae-tteok forever!
To V Suga: be it video games or music, you can do it really well, hwaiting! Jin: whatever video games you are playing, can’t you just turn down the volume a little bit? Jimin: Taehyung my best friend, can you just stop playing video games for a while? Please stop before I throw your computer away. Rap Monster: it gets really noisy when you are playing video games but I bet you didn’t know this. You may be really oblivious and didn’t realize whats going on around you, but you are still the cute and lovable Kim Taehyung I know. Jungkook: Hyung, please stop playing video games, you might get hurt and die if you play too much! J-Hope: you know I always love you, our Taehyungie~ please stop playing games and come practice with me.
To Jungkook V: Jungkook ah, I’m the hyung, the real hyung here. our Jungkookie, lets play with me. Rap Monster: can be very dense sometimes, very good looking like came straight out of manga, with 10/10 passion, have big eyes and is muscular, loves wearing white t-shirts a lot, #1 for lower down our group’s average age, Jeon Jungkook. The “guk/kook” I like the most?
된장국! (soybean paste soup) Jimin: please stop growing up so fast, you are still our baby. Suga: Jungkook-ah, it seems like you are learning how to compose songs, hwaiting, don’t give up! J-Hope: Jungkook-ah, lower down your speaker’s volume please! I can even hear even when I’m in my room, you muscle-pig~ Jin: JK! what’s with you and the speakers? lets go out and play with me will you?
TRANS: jimint1013 DO NOT TAKE OUT OR REPOST WITHOUT CREDIT
BTS reaction to you kissing them by accident and confessing.
Request:You accidentally kiss one of the boys and you’re both flustered and he tries to brush it off but you confess, then and there.
Jin would give you a cocky smile and talk about how irresistible he was. Once you confessed your feelings and told him you really liked him, he would smile sheepishly and confess his feelings. He would take your hand into his and ask you out on a date “I just need you and food to have a good time. And please use that strawberry chapstick, it smells so good, I will finally be able to taste it” He would peck your lips repeatedly and when he heard you whine he would press his lips on yours for a real kiss.
Yoongi would look at you with a persistent smirk on his face. He would kiss you back and the little shit would have added tongue if it wasn’t because you pulled away first. “I’m so sorry Yoongi that was an accident” “It’s okay, don’t worry” he would nod licking his lips “Even tho, I really wouldn’t mind kissing you again. I like you, a lot.” “fuck, thank god because I like you too and I really wanted to kiss you again” He would wrap his arms around you and pull you into another kiss which would be followed by another and another and another….
Hoseok would pull away as soon as your lips touched his. He would look at you worried and shake his head repeatedly “This is not okay. You can’t kiss me if you don’t like me” “but I do like you hobi” you would look at him frowning “I like you a lot, but you need to know that kiss was an accident” “Really? You like me?” Hoseok would bite on his bottom lip nervously “So can I kiss you? If you want we can call it an accident just let me kiss you please?” You would laugh and wrap your arms around his neck as you leaned up to kiss him.
NAMJOON When you pulled away, you were quick to hide your face on the crook of his neck, your face, and neck a shade of red because how embarrassed you were. “You’re so dramatic babydoll, it’s only a kiss, it’s nothing” he slowly placed his hands on your hips and rubbed them with his thumbs “It’s only a kiss for you.” You sighed “I won’t be able to stop thinking about how it feels to kiss the guy I like” You moved closer, clinging to his neck, trying to hide from the embarrassment. “You don’t have to think about it when I’m willing to kiss you over and over again” Namjoon pulled away slowly and placed his hands on your shoulders “You only have to ask babydoll, you know I’d do anything for you because I like you. I like you a lot” Namjoon pulled you in for a quick kiss that slowly turned into a make out session.
JIMIN You would pull away frowning and get confused when he looked at you with a smile on his face. “I’m so sorry it was an accident, you weren’t supposed to move, you said you wanted me to kiss your nose” “I’m sorry I felt like sneezing and my lips landed on yours” he would smile sheepishly “Shit, I kissed the guy I like, how am I supposed to move on now?” You curse yourself the moment those words escaped your lips. You were quick to look up to see his reaction. “about damn time, I can’t believe you only needed a fake accident to confess” “you planned the kiss didn’t you?” “You were taking so long to confess and I didn’t wanna embarrass myself so this was the best way to do it” He smiled and moved closer placing his hands on your waist “plus if I was wrong and you reject me at least I would have gotten a kiss out of it” You would roll your eyes and laugh when Jimin leaned down to kiss your neck “Moving fast I see” He would shrug and pull you closer while nibbling softly on your neck.
TAEHYUNG Taehyung would try to play it cool and tease you about it, saying how much you liked him and that he warned you at the beginning about falling in love with him “Careful, I’m an adorable guy, everyone ends up falling in love with me, even Jungkook” At that time you rolled your eyes and chuckled but now your face went pale and you kept biting your lip nervously “Are you okay y/n” Taehyung looked at you worried while cupping your cheeks “I’m sorry Taehyung, I should I have told you before, I did fall for you” Taehyung looked at you fondly and moved closer “It’s okay baby, I was kidding, I like you too. You should have warned me about your powers too” He chuckled and slowly leaned in for another kiss “Now for the official one that will make you mine” You felt yourself smile against his lips as he kisses you.
JUNGKOOK This boy right here would be too shook to even kiss you back. You would get anxious and pull away quickly to find him staring at you with wide eyes “I’m so sorry, shit. You had this thing on your cheek and I was going to take it off then you turned your face and that happened” You would look at him ashamed expecting an answer but he would freeze in his spot “Shit shit I’m so sorry Jungkook, I been rejected without even confessing” You sighed looking at him and apologized again “What do you mean rejected? I didn’t reject you” he frowned “But you weren’t kissing me back and you didn’t move and I’m so sorry jungkook please don’t be mad” Jungkook would place his hands on your shoulders to calm you down “First, calm down, I’m not mad, I’m not rejecting you. I really like you” you thought he was kidding until you looked at him, he had a serious expression and a shy smile made his way into his lips “Now I’m going to kiss you so please kiss me back, don’t reject me” He chuckled as he leaned down to capture your lips in a kiss.
Request: Could you maybe do a stranger things Steve imagine when you go with Billy to the Halloween party (even though you hate him) to get Steve jealous?
Warning: Billy Hargrove being a dick.
(this is the longest thing I’ve ever written tbh)
“Come and get sheet-faced,” you snorted, reading the words off the paper that Jonathan had just handed to you. “As tempting as that sounds, no thanks. I’ll be at home, binging on candy bars and watching whatever crappy horror movies come on the TV.”
Nancy whined slightly, grasping your arm. “(Y/N) please. Just join us for that one night.”
You shook your head, gently shaking Nancy off. “Nope. You kids have fun. I’ll stay at home, it’ll be fun.”
“I heard Steve is thinking about asking you to go,” Nancy sing-songed into your ear, causing your face to heat up.
Jonathan smirked, slinging his arm over your shoulder as you started to walk. “It’s true.”
You hesitated slightly, slowing down. “I’ll think about it okay?”
Jonathan fist-pumped the air as Nancy let out a slight cheer. You rolled your eyes, smiling fondly at your friends’ antics as you turned the corner, only to stop in your tracks.
There, standing in front of you, was Steve Harrington. He was holding a bouquet of…were those candy bars? and smiling as Stacy threw her arms around him. You looked up at Jonathan and smiled tightly. “So much for him asking me to the dance huh?”
Nancy’s mouth was open in shock as you slipped out from Jonathan’s arm and walked off, watching the scene in front of her play out and wincing at Stacy’s loud voice.
The crowd gathered around Steve and Stacy dispersed quickly, and Jonathan & Nancy made their way towards them.
“I can’t wait to go with you Steve!” Stacy exclaimed. “Pick me up at 7 okay?”
Pressing a kiss to his cheek, Stacy bounced away, looking down at the candy bouquet in slight dismay.
“What the hell was that?” Jonathan asked as Steve turned to them.
“I though you were asking (Y/N) to the party,” Nancy spoke quietly.
Steve looked after your retreating form, bewildered. “I am! Or I guess I was. I was waiting in front of her locker but I guess Stacy thought I was waiting for her. You gotta help me guys.”
Jonathan grimaced slightly. “I think you messed up. Badly. (Y/N) didn’t look very happy when she walked away.”
“You don’t think I could tell?” Steve exclaimed. “Stacy just happened to appear at the wrong place at the wrong time and now, I probably messed up any chance I had with (Y/N)!”
Nancy and Jonathan frowned as Steve marched away.
“We have to help him Jon.”
“Yeah, we do.”
You sighed softly as you opened your locker, exchanging your books for the ones that you needed. You closed your locker and twirled, ready to go to class, when you bumped into something hard.
Your books went flying everywhere and you gasped as you dropped to your knees, muttering apologies as you scrambled to gather your things. You heard a slight chuckle as you stood up and you couldn’t help but flush.
Your blush only deepened when you realized who you had bumped into.
Billy Hargrove. The new kid.
You gulped slightly, glancing up at his wide smile. You smiled tightly at him as you apologized once more and walked away from him, heading to class.
“Hey wait up!”
Your cursed softly as Billy caught up with you, smoothly taking your books from you as he walked alongside you. “Let me help you with those.”
“Thanks Billy,” you spoke quietly.
“Listen, now that I know that you’re not Harrington’s little galpal, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Tina’s party with me?”
“What?” you asked in disbelief. Billy Hargrove had never shown any interest in you.
“I’m asking you out (L/N). Now that I know that King Steve is not your man, I want to take you out,” Billy spoke smoothly, leaning against the wall as you approached your next class.
You glanced inside the room, locking eyes with Steve. He glanced at you and tilted his head towards Billy, silently asking what was going on.
“You aren’t together, are you?” Billy’s voice broke through your silent conversation. “I thought I saw him asking Stacy to the party.”
You took a deep breath and turned back to Billy. “No, we aren’t together. And yes, I’d love to go with you.”
“Great. I’ll pick you up at eight,” Billy leaned down. “Wear something…nice.”
With a wink and a smirk, Billy handed you your books and walked off.
You stood there in silence. Yeah, Billy Hargrove was a prick and always antagonized Steve, but it wasn’t like Steve was going to ask you out. Besides, you couldn’t deny that Billy had a great ass.
You bit your lip slightly as you watched him walk away before slinking into class and taking your seat near the front, ignoring Steve’s questioning gaze.
“Hey (Y/N),” you heard Jonathan’s voice behind you.
You turned away from your locker and faced the couple.
“So,” Nancy began. “I know that today didn’t play out the way any of us wanted it to, but I was hoping that you’d-”
“Don’t worry Nance,” you cut her off. “I’m still going to Tina’s party.“
“Really?” Jonathan and Nancy chorused.
You couldn’t help but smirk as Billy walked by, shooting you a wink. “Yeah, someone asked me out and I said yes.”
Jonathan and Nancy followed your gaze, eyes widening when they saw Billy.
“You’re going with Billy?’ Nancy hissed. You nodded.
“Why?” Jonathan questioned.
“Listen guys, he asked and I said yes,” you replied. “Shouldn’t you guys just be happy I’m going?”
“Steve is not going to like this,” Jonathan muttered as you walked off. Nancy nodded in agreement.
Together the couple walked out to the parking lot, where Steve was waiting or them, leaning against his car.
“Well?” he asked impatiently as they approached him. “Is she going to Tina’s?”
Nancy and Jonathan exchanged uneasy glances.
“Yeah,” Nancy spoke softly. “She’s going to the party.“
“Great,” Steve spoke, smiling widely as he thought of the various ways to blow off Stacy and spend time with you.
“She’s going with Billy,” Jonathan added quietly.
The couple stared in silence as Steve’s smile faltered and he averted his gaze.
“Oh,” he whispered, looking down at the ground. “Well I should get going. See you guys tonight.”
As he hopped into his car and drove off, Nancy and Jonathan exchanged worried glances, concerned about the way that the evening would play out.
You shivered slightly as you slid into Billy’s car, nodding gratefully as he cranked up the heat.
You noticed Billy staring at you out of the corner of your eye and bit your lip slightly.
Billy looked you up and down appreciatively, nodding slightly as he smirked. “Nice costume.”
You looked at him the same way, noticing the way that his shirt was almost completely unbuttoned. “Nice shirt.”
Billy laughed loudly as his car roared to life. “Trust me princess, you haven’t seen the best part yet.”
You were still blushing by the time that you arrived at Tina’s. Billy exited the car before walking over to your side and opening the door for you. He leaned down as you stepped outside. “You do look really nice in that outfit by the way.”
You simply smiled and winked before walking up the pathway. Billy quickly caught up and fell into step next to you, placing his hand on your back.
As you walked into the outdoor patio, you could feel the shocked gazes and hear the quiet whispers of everyone observing you.
“I thought she and Steve were dating.”
“I heard that she and Billy are!”
“I guess her and Steve aren’t best friends anymore.”
You swallowed uneasily as you reached the front door, squealing slightly as Tommy popped out of nowhere. “Billy my man! C’mon there’s a keg waiting out here with your name on it.”
You had buried your face in Billy’s chest when Tommy had pooped out, and Billy’s arm was resting comfortably around your waist. When you finally looked up, you noticed Tommy’s face twist into a sneer.
“Oh, (Y/N), I didn’t see you,” Tommy drawled before turning to Billy. “I can’t believe you came with Steve’s bitch. You have balls dude.”
As Tommy cackled, you felt the anger rise up in you. Stepping away from Billy, you spoke calmly.
“Tommy? That’s you. I’m sorry I got so terrified by that monster mask you’re wearing,” you took a step closer to him, gingerly poking his cheek. “Oh shit! My bad, that’s just your face. How tragic.”
Tommy took a threatening step forwards before Billy interrupted. “Ok dude. Let’s go check out that keg.”
As Tommy glared and walked away, Billy pulled you in. “Try not to get into any trouble while I’m gone, okay princess?”
“No promises,” you chuckled humorlessly, walking towards the door.
“Here let me g-get that for you,” a voice stuttered behind you, reaching forwards and opening the door.
“Thanks,” you smiled, looking up only to lock eyes with Steve.
You stood in silence for a few seconds before Steve cleared his throat.
“Uh, I really like your costume. Lana right?” Steve smiled cheekily.
You nodded in response as you looked him over, blushing when you realized who he had dressed up as. “I see you came as Joel.”
Steve chuckled softly before leaning down. “You look amazing (Y/N).”
You kept your gaze down as you stepped inside, quickly making your way towards the kitchen. Steve followed quietly, wanting to make sure that nothing happened to you.
You took a cup from the counter, dipping it into the large punch bowl and bringing it up to your lips. You were stopped by Steve, who had grasped the cup himself and poured the contents back into the bowl.
“Steve, what the hell?” you asked, slightly peeved off because of what he had done.
“Careful (Y/N),” Steve murmured, dangerously close to you. “Are you sure you should be drinking that? It’s pure fuel.”
You looked up at him and smirked, a blush making its was across Steve’s face as you glanced at his lips.
“I’m a big girl Steve,” you whispered. “I’m sure I can handle it.”
Steve’s eyes lit up and he opened his mouth, no doubt to make a cheeky remark, when you were suddenly pushed away.
“Steve!” you heard someone shriek. Stacy.
Steve stumbled back as Stacy launched herself at him, embracing him tightly. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
You regained your balance quickly and reached for the empty plastic cup next to you, dunking it in the bowl once more and downing the contents.
Steve’s eyes widened at your actions, slightly (very) impressed with the way that you didn’t flinch at all as the alcohol burned down your throat.
“You look so good. Just like Tom Cruise,” Stacy exclaimed, glancing at you as she took Steve’s hand.
Steve kept staring as you refilled your cup and downed it once more, before looking up and smiling. “Well, it was nice catching up with you Steve. I should really be looking for Billy.”
“No need,” the blue-eyed boy spoke, coming up behind you.
Steve glared at Billy as his arm wrapped snugly around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. You couldn’t help but gasp at the action, nibbling your bottom lip slightly as you realized that his shirt had come off sometime during the brief time you had been there.
Steve’s eyes hardened at the sight of Billy, who, upon noticing, simply smirked and pulled you closer. You felt yourself flush at the close contact. Your hands pressed against Billy’s (admittedly) toned chest.
As you noticed Steve staring at you, you couldn’t help the small spark of satisfaction that flared up within you.
Steve was jealous.
You smiled to yourself and wrapped your arms around Billy’s neck, bringing him down to your level.
“Wanna go dance?” you whispered.
Billy’s eyes widened momentarily before he nodded, leading the way.
Steve clenched his jaw before picking up a drink, downing it, and slamming the empty container back on the counter.
“C’mon Stacy,” he muttered, grabbing her hand. “Let’s dance.”
Nancy nudged Jonathan as Steve walked by them, fuming. Together, the couple got some drinks and sat back, patiently waiting to see the night play out.
When Billy first started kissing you, you didn’t mind. Hell, you responded immediately, knowing Steve was watching.
But when Billy’s hands trailed below your waist, you knew what you were doing was wrong. You shoved Billy back, eyes widening in shock as you pulled your skirt down, anxious now that Billy had ruined the semi-peaceful atmosphere that had surrounded you two.
“What the hell (Y/N)?” Billy hissed, placing his hands on your waist. You immediately slapped them away.
“Stop Billy,” you muttered, not looking at him.
“C’mon. We were having fun,” Billy taunted, leaning down once again.
You panicked slightly and rushed backwards, only stopping when you felt a hand gently grasp your arm.
“Is there a problem here?” you heard Steve ask calmly.
Billy scoffed and stepped closer to Steve. “How about you go back to your little slut and leave me alone with mine?”
You responded immediately, your hand coming up to slap Billy’s face, causing a loud smack that caught everybody’s attention. Billy glared at you, taking a threatening step forwards in your direction.
Steve smoothly pulled you behind him, stepping forwards and meeting Billy’s gaze. Billy chuckled darkly before turning to the crowd.
“Gather around everybody,” Billy spit out. “Come see King Steve try to protect his bitch.”
You flinched slightly at Billy’s words before quietly tugging at Steve’s hand. “Please. Let’s just go.”
Hearing your quiet whisper, Steve looked down and nodded, making his way towards the entrance. He was stopped however, when Billy made yet another comment.
“Take a grand look everybody,” he spoke loudly. “King Steve can’t even make his own decisions anymore.”
Steve’s jaw tensed, and you reached up, cupping his cheek as you stared at Billy. “Don’t listen to him Stevie. Please. He’s just trying to rile you up.”
Steve looked down at you, his eyes softening. He wordlessly wrapped his arm around you and kept walking, leaving the party with you in his arms.
“And there goes King Steve. I’m in charge now.”
The ride to your house was silent, the soft sounds of The Cure floating through the stereo. As Steve pulled into your driveway, you glanced at him shyly, getting out and thanking him quickly before making your way up the walkway.
“Why’d you go with him?”
Steve’s voice stopped you immediately, and you couldn’t find it in you to turn and face him.
“What do you mean?” you asked, your voice wavering slightly.
“Why’d you go with him? With Billy? You know how much of an asshole he is and yet, you still went with him,” Steve’s voice grew closer as he approached you.
You gulped slightly as Steve came to stand in front of you.
“You knew he was a bad person (Y/N),” he continued. “Out of everybody that you could’ve gone with, why’d you choose him?”
You swallowed harshly as you replied. “He was the only one who asked Steve.”
Steve’s gaze hardened as you looked up at him. “I didn’t know what to do. I had already told Nancy and Jonathan I was going to that stupid party so as soon as Billy asked, I said yes.”
“Do you know how much I want to be with you?” Steve asked, leaning in slightly. “I wish it had been me dancing with you, not Billy. It should’ve been me.”
“But it wasn’t, was it?” you asked quietly. “I actually believed Nancy when she said you wanted to ask me out. It was the only reason I ever agreed to go to that dumb party. Are you kidding me? I could’ve stayed home all night eating candy, but no! Instead, there I was, being groped by Billy Hargrove like some kind of-”
Your words were cut off as Steve cupped your cheeks, leaning down and planting his lips on yours. You stood there, shocked as Steve Harrington kissed you.
Steve Harrington was kissing you.
You stared at Steve as he pulled back. “I was going to. Ask you, I mean. I was going to ask you to go with me to Tina’s dumb party but Stacy got to me first and assumed that I was asking her. When I saw Billy kissing you I got so angry. I regretted not asking you out earlier.”
You stared at Steve for a few moments.
“You are an idiot Steve Harrington.”
You pulled him down into another kiss, this one slow and soft and better than anything you had ever imagined.
“I really really like you,” Steve whispered as you pulled away slightly.
“I really really like you too,” you replied softly.
Nancy made her way into the girl’s bathroom, slightly worried after the events from Tina’s party. She hadn’t heard from you since and was growing more worried with every passing minute, not knowing what had happened after you left.
As she approached the stalls, Nancy averted her eyes. In one corner was a couple, the girl pressed up against the wall as she ran her hands through the boy’s hair, said boy who was currently trailing kisses down her exposed neck.
As Nancy entered a stall, she doubled back, noticing a very familiar pair of sneakers on the girl’s person.
“(Y/N)?” Nancy gasped, causing the couple to spring apart quickly.
In front of her was you and Steve, lips swollen and hair (and clothes) askew, panting slightly from the rush that came with being caught.
“Nance?” you exclaimed, fixing your shirt. “It’s not what it looks like!”
Your protest fell on deaf ears, seeing as how Nancy had already made her way out of the bathroom, a huge grin on her face.
“You think she’s gonna tell Jonathan?” Steve asked, a cheeky smile on his face as he wrapped his arms around you.
You threw your head back and groaned lightly. “Jonathan? More like the entire school!”
“Good,” Steve murmured. “At least its not a secret anymore.”
As Steve pressed his lips against yours once more, you couldn’t help but agree completely.
A/N: I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Send me a little comment in the ask section or leave it below on what you thought of this chapter. It doesn’t have to be long, I appreciate every single comment I receive and telling me just helps inspire me to write it more frequently.
Pairing: Loser’s Club x Reader, slight Henry x Reader (you’ll see) Stan x Reader and slight Bill x Reader
Warnings: force, bullying, depressing and sad tones, this is an AU.
You rolled your eyes; taking a step closer to Stan; “i’m making perfect sense.” You replied, shaking your head. You weren’t going to get anything figured out in the middle of the lunch room, you needed to go somewhere else. “What class do you have next?”
Stan furrowed his brows, obviously confused by your sudden and random question. But nonetheless, he answered; “social. Why?” You don’t know what possessed you, or why you were being so forward. Any other time you’d been near Stan (or any of your ex-friends) you never knew what to say. They rarely acknowledged your presence, and if by chance they did, you found yourself at a loss for words
“Perfect.” Yet, this time it seemed different. Maybe it was the fact that Stan had searched you out, someone who hadn’t even made eye contact with you in three years. And in his own Stanley way, seemed concerned for you; it reminded you of what life use to be like.
Reaching forward, you grabbed ahold of Stan’s wrist and began tugging him in the direction of the exit. You heard him sputter in confusion but didn’t fight the hand that pulled him. “Where are we going?” He asked, looking around him as you gained a few looks by your abrupt movement. You were lucky Henry decided not to come to school today. “Y/N, class starts in like five minutes!”