sigh i just love these two so much

I want you to want me

“Wait, no, let’s take the other corridor.”

“But that will take so much longer!”

“I don’t care. Come on!”

Draco ignored Pansy’s pouting and dragged her along. What were the teachers thinking, hanging up all these mistletoes around the castle? There were so many, it was so hard to avoid them all. Also, it was only November 17th! Couldn’t they at least have waited until December?

Cursing under his breath, Draco turned to the corridor that was still mistletoe-free. Well, at least it had been this morning.

“Oh, come on,” Draco groaned as he suddenly found himself and Pansy standing beneath a gigantic ladder. Filch was on top of it, fumbling with the fateful plant Draco had come to loathe.

Since he was a child, he had been very superstitious. Ignoring the mistletoe wouldn’t do it. It was bad luck. And Pansy knew this very well, judging from her smug expression. She had been taught the same by her parents, but, unlike Draco, she chose to try her luck. At least she usually did.

“Well, go on,” she said, grinning at him. Exhaling loudly, Draco pinched the bridge of his nose.

“This is ridiculous,” he grumbled.

“I’m waiting.” Pansy’s grin only widened when Draco huffed and blew his hair out of his face.

“Alright, alright.” He leaned over to her reluctantly, but panicked, when she suddenly closed her eyes. She couldn’t be serious! Dear Merlin! Hastily, he planted his lips on her left cheek and immediately started walking again. There! Surely that would count!

“Hey! Draco,” he heard Pansy call after him. Nope, he would keep walking! He would keep walking and avoid these bloody mistletoes this time! Getting back to the Slytherin common room couldn’t be that impossible!

“… no, I remember you specifically told me- Ouch!”

“Hey, watch where you’re going!” Rubbing his nose, Draco glowered at the person he had just collided with. The Weasel. With Granger in tow. Magnificent!

You bumped into me,” Weasley said in an accusing tone.

“Whatever, Weasel! Now get out of my-”

“Oh, mistletoe,” Granger interrupted him, pointing at the ceiling.

You’ve got to be kidding me!

Draco looked up, then back at the other two standing in front of him. Oh, damn it!

“Come on, let’s just go,” Granger said, taking Weasley’s hand.

“We can’t,” he whispered. “We have to kiss.” Granger rolled her eyes at him, but Weasley’s face turned serious. “No, we really have to kiss. It’s bad luck if we don’t.”

Huh. Weasley wasn’t as dumb as he looked after all. With an exasperated sigh, Granger pulled him down and kissed him for much longer than was necessary. When Draco cleared his throat, they finally stopped.

“What, you want one, too?” Weasley asked, arching his eyebrows.

“Well, I was standing under the damn thing, too, wasn’t I?”

Understanding hit Weasley’s face and Draco would have loved to take a step forward and slap him. His dumb face was just so infuriating. Before Draco could do anything, however, Granger shoved her boyfriend and he stumbled forward.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Weasley asked, turning his head.

“Well, obviously, you two are the ones with the superstitions. And I already kissed you, so you can go and kiss him.” The way she said it was so nonchalant, it made Draco gape at ther. Okay, so he definitely didn’t want to kiss her. But did she understand how revolting it would be to kiss the Weasel? Well, of course not. She did it willingly. On a regular basis. Yuck!

When Weasley turned back around to Draco, his face was so pale, Draco thought he might faint.

“Ugh, let’s just get this over with,” Draco murmured.

“No, please, Hermione, no, please don’t make me do this!”

“I’m not making you do anything! You were the one who said you have to kiss under the mistletoe.”

“She’s right,” Draco said through gritted teeth. He closed the gap between them and wrinkled his nose. “Just… hold still.” Draco placed both his hands on Weasley’s shoulders and tried to ignore the way his bottom lip was quivering. His lips looked very chapped.This was going to be worse than he had thought!

If he hadn’t already cheated when he had kissed Pansy on the cheek, Draco would have done the same with Weasley. But he couldn’t cheat fate twice in one day! Ugh!

Just a quick peck. Light. Very light. Lips barely touching. Yeah, that wouldn’t be so bad, right? Ugh, if only it weren’t Weasley!

“Merlin, Malfoy, just do it already,” Weasley groaned. Clicking his tongue once, Draco stood up on his toes and gave Weasley the quickest kiss in history of all kisses.

“Ugh! Now excuse me, I need to go wash my mouth,” Draco declared and started hurrying off.

“Ron. Ron? Are you okay? Are you crying? Oh, you’re gagging. Come on, stop it!” Granger’s voice slowly died down behind him as Draco ran down the stairs to the Dungeons. No, wait, he couldn’t walk down that corridor. There were at least three bunches of mistletoe down there. The one on the left had only one. That he knew of. And he’d have to walk through half the castle again. But one was still better than three. Okay then.

As he walked, Draco kept his eyes to the ceiling. He wouldn’t let himself get into another situation like that. Yuck! Weasley! Disgusting! He’d probably never forget it. November 17th, the day he had kissed Ron Weasley. Why? Why??

He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and began running when he spied the bunch of mistletoe he had been dreading. Luckily, no one else was in the corridor. Heaving a sigh of relief, Draco slowed down when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

“Potter!” Draco narrowed his eyes. “Wandering the corridors all alone?”

Why couldn’t it have been Potter? Why couldn’t he have bumped into him under the mistletoe? This really wasn’t fair! Draco was doing everything, but still he had the worst luck! This was just infuriating! And honestly, it was kind of Potter’s fault he’d had to endure kissing Weasley. If Potter had been with his stupid friends, it might have gone very differently.

“Why aren’t you with the rest of your little trio? Tired of being the third wheel?”

Potter blinked.

“I am, actually.”

“Oh.”

This was no fun when Potter was being honest.

“What about you? You look a bit ill. Are you okay?”

Draco tried very hard not to think about his lips touching Weasley’s. This would probably haunt him for a very long time. Instead, he rolled his eyes.

“How sweet. Nice to know the Saviour cares.”

Potter was about to respond, when his gaze fell to the ground.

“What’s that?”

Draco followed Potter’s gaze and almost choked. Was that mistletoe? Growing, actually growing out of the cobblestone while they were standing there? But mistletoe usually grew on trees!

“You can’t be serious,” Draco muttered. This was insane. But… he was with Potter. This would be the perfect opportunity to steal a kiss without having to reveal his feelings for the stupid git. “Ugh, can this day get any worse?” Draco moaned. Yes, yes, act like this is the worst thing that could have happened right now! He watched as Potter slowly examined the plant.

“Is that…”

“Yeah,” Draco said, trying to sound as displeased as possible.

“Oh.”

There was a brief silence, in which they both avoided the other’s eyes.

“Well, since we’re not exactly standing under it… Let’s just ignore it,” Potter babbled. Draco’s heart fell. This was his opportunity! Why was Potter being so difficult?

“We can’t just ignore it. It’s bad luck,” he mumbled. He felt so stupid. Potter was probably seeing right through him. From the corner of his eyes he saw the Gryffindor shuffling his feet, while his eyes were still glued to the ground.

“That’s just some stupid superstition, isn’t it?” Potter said with an arched brow.

“It’s not,” Draco insisted. “People… people have died after ignoring it.” It was utter bollocks. And Potter probably knew it. Draco considered just walking away. Potter was right, they weren’t standing under the mistletoe, so the rules probably didn’t apply here.

“Oh.” Potter paused while Draco suppressed the urge to kick the mistletoe.  “Well, if it’s that serious… we better not risk it.”

Draco’s head snapped up. What? Had Potter just… What?

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Boyfriend! Jungkook

Dating Jungkook would include:

  • first things first guys
  • you’re always stealing his sweaters
  • “y/n what the fuck come on I was gonna wear that”
  • if he can’t find it he knows you have it
  • secretly loves it
  • so many inside jokes that the boys get bothered
  • jimin always says “what does that even MEAN” 
  • when you and jungkook tell each other an inside joke
  • so many tickle fights turned make out sessions
  • ya’ll make out in the prep room
  • the studio
  • between dance practices
  • in the dorms
  • right in front of jin and namjoon, who just sigh and roll their eyes
  • sex is occasional but when it happens
  • FIRE literal fire bc you guys are so needy for each other
  • the sex is always really sensual
  • never rough, very vanilla
  • and that’s the way you two like it because the only thing on your mind is that you’re with him and that you love him
  • “i miss you”
  • “can you come cuddle with me”
  • “y/n I’m lonelyyyy”
  • opens his arms when he wants to cuddle
  • carries you bridal style upstairs where the two of you bury yourselves in blankets
  • he likes when you’re pretty much laying on top of him
  • because that’s the closest you two can physically get
  • always very worried about you
  • wants to make sure you’re comfortable and wants to help you when you’re sad or stressed
  • always offers to help you with your English homework even though he’s not that great at it
  • literally the sweetest and brings home your favorite food after a particularly rough day
  • always always always trying to teach you how to dance
  • catches you when you trip then slips himself
  • you make fun of his obsession with timbs but when you buy yourself a pair he just smirks at you
  • laughs when you trip but when he trips you make a point to laugh harder
  • usually jimin joins in laughing at that point
  • he’ll get quiet when he’s mad
  • doesn’t smile or talk to anyone
  • you guys don’t fight a lot but when you do it gets the two of you really sad
  • when you fight it’s usually over bigger things like not spending enough time with each other
  • you think he’s overworking himself and he thinks you’re being over dramatic
  • but eventually in the middle of the night after the two of you fought
  • he’ll come upstairs from the couch and lay in your bed and pull you close to him as a way of saying sorry
  • he’ll whisper “y/n i love you”
  • you’ll just hum and roll over so your forehead is touching his chest
  • when you cry he’ll just put you on his lap and stroke your hair and wipe your tears from your eyes
  • and when he’s upset
  • you’ll sit with him and stroke his face and remind him of the inside jokes you two have
  • he always thinks about how grateful he is for you

other members versions coming soon!

l o v e - tom holland

summary: tom and y/n are so in love. from the way he looks at her to being the only one he truly adores. love was made for them. this is the ups and downs of being in love with tom holland.

notes: gif not mine based off the song by nat king cole. this was supposed to be something cute and small i wrote in an evening but here we are a week later with the longest fic i’ve ever written. please leave me your thoughts, i worked really hard on this!!

word count: 3542

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some holt family headcanons bc im die whenever i think abt them and the poster had me???? emotional here we go

  • matt and pidge have that thing where one of them poses a theoretical science question out of the blue and the other responds to it without fail
    • matt asks most of the time
    • “[drops fork on plate in the middle of eating dinner] do u think everett’s many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics has a world where the theory itself doesn’t exist and therefore disputes the whole reality of multiple universes coexisting w one another altogether and only has that one universe existing alone?”
    • “i mean given that the whole point of the multiple universe theory is that there’s gonna be at least one universe where something that’s real in one isn’t real in an-”
    • “children we’re eating”
  • one time mama holt got matt and pidge’s names mixed up while she was calling them for dinner and accidentally screamed “MATIE” and they never let her forget it
  • whenever pidge invents something she always Always shows it to matt first and each and every single time he gasps and his eyes light up and he just holds the thing in awe saying “what the fuck???? what the fuck What the Fuck WHAT!!!!!!” and pidge just has the biggest cheesiest grin on her face
  • every time matt and papa holt go out to head to the garrison pidge and mama holt stand by the open door w their dog and watch them go
    • matt and papa holt look back at them at least twice and smile and wave both times. pidge and mama holt always wave back no matter what
  • whenever they go out on a family date pidge and matt always walk behind their parents bc they love seeing them hold hands
  • pidge and matt might do literally anything for every single member of their family but they also roast them to no end???
    • “i know u love those peas dad” was only the tip of the iceberg
    • mom holt: u two watch too much ancient aliens matt: i saw u marathon 12 michael jackson conspiracy theory videos in a row mom mom holt: he’s alive, matthew
    • dad holt: each and every single star we see is in our sky is distinct and unique in its nature and interchanging them w one another is pure atrocity pidge: dad just last night u confused astronomy w astrology
    • their dog: sighs matt & pidge at the same time: same
    • matt: [flipping thru pidge’s baby pic album] darwin’s theory of evolution is so beautiful :)
    • matt: [trying to style his hair by constantly ruffling it on the dining table before heading to the garrison] pidge, eating her peas: this is the most intense form of pretentious dishevelment i have ever seen in my life
Every Breath You Take

Originally posted by the-loving-twin

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) and Steve went at Snow Ball and the latter ended up admitting something

Word count: 1.520

Posted: 12th of November 2017

A/N: Heeey guys! It is my first imagine of Dad Steve! I didn’t know how to end this and I think that it’s horrible. Please let me know what you think about it and tell me if you’d still like to read some Steve imagines.

Thank you, guys! Pardon me if it sucks.

- G. x


“Henderson, you’re such a creep!” The annoying and deep voice of your best friend suddenly woke you up and broke your profound and depressing thoughts. You hated him for stopping you, but you silently thanked him too, since you were just being a masochist because of them.

“Just go away, Steve!” You bitterly pushed him away, still not detaching your eyes from the couple that you were observing. It was your habit to push people away when you were not feeling well, but Steve never left you, he has always stayed by your side and he would never leave until you felt better.

“Can I, please, have this dance?” He hard-headedly insisted as he put his hand out, trying to reach for yours. You let out a small and vexed groan, but you still grabbed his hand, meaning that you accepted the gentleman’s proposal. He was your best friend, after all, and he didn’t deserve to be treated like a trash.

It was your school’s Snow Ball and you really planned to stay at home at first, but your brother, Dustin, forced you to come with him and Steve. He spent months to convince you and he never gave up. He was willing to have a positive response from you that sometimes he would even bribe you with flowers or your favourite chocolate bar. In the end, you just promised him that you would go, not because you wanted to, but because you were tired of Dustin’s endless stupid reasons and motivations.

“You still love him, don’t you?” Steve downheartedly asked as he noticed that you were still searching for someone else’s gaze. You shot him a confused look as your bodies both swayed to the rhythm of the music.

“Huh?” You managed to consider his hazel coloured eyes, nevertheless the poor lighting in the room. You diminished the space between the two of you and you wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on the crook of his neck. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh, you perfectly know what I am talking about.” He simply stated while a cheeky grin formed on his face. You unleashed a heavy sigh as you brutally slapped his chest with your hand. “Jonathan.”

“I just need a closure, Steve.” You then seriously told him as you looked at him once again, now standing properly. You focused your attention to your best friend as you stopped worrying about your ex-boyfriend.

“Closure?” He curiously asked. He knew how sad you got when your topic was about Jonathan. You loved the boy so much, that you still couldn’t accept the fact that he left you for someone else. “It has been two months.”

“Steve, he just stopped talking to me. He never told me that the relationship was over, I just busted him kissing Nancy.” You explained for a thousand time now. Of course, he knew what happened: he was there and he busted Nancy too.

“I know, (Y/N).” He nodded. “But you would never get a closure if you just keep on stalking him. Did you know that? Your brother also told me that you once followed them at the Wheeler’s house.” He playfully mocked you as he revealed your secrets.

“Oh, what?! You’re best friends with Dustin now?” You sarcastically asked him as you detested your brother for having a loud and uncontrollable mouth. You got it that he was cute and irresistible, but he should learn how to keep the secrets that only him knew.

“Well, can’t the Hendersons be my best friend?” He smirked to annoy you. You once asked yourself how could Steve manage his relationship with Dustin and his friends. He used to hate kids the year before, but then suddenly became their dad, their babysitter.

Well, it wasn’t hard to deal with Steve. Before you created your bond together, you have always judged him as the stupid one, being the stereotypical annoying jock and bully. You even hated him for a short period of time, because he punched Jonathan for his jealousy. In the end, your bond became stronger as soon as Jonathan left you for Nancy and Nancy left him for Jonathan. You understood each other as you were both wearing the same shoes, having your hearts severely and violently crushed.

“Oh, listen to the song!” He naughtily exclaimed as soon as he heard the beat of the next song. You shook your thoughts away and you gave him a death glare.

“I hate you, Steve.” You whispered, noticing that the song was Every Breath You Take by The Police. It was a nice and catchy song, but also a creepy one as it was about an obsessive stalker.

“No, wait.” He seriously halted you as you didn’t catch what he meant to say. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I’m done with your stupid lies, Harrington.” You slowly pushed him away, breaking the physical contact that you were having. You let your arms fall on your sides, quickly walking away from the boy.

Your school’s gym wasn’t that big and it was even too crowded. It was hard to run away from Steve as the kids were dancing with their partners. They seemed so happy as they swayed to the song’s tempo.

“Oh, can’t you see?” He sang as soon as he reached for your arm. He gently stopped you from walking by wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, sweetly whispering something in your ear.  “You belong to me.”

“Stop it, Steve!” His hot breath hit your cold and soft skin, sending shivers up and down your spine. You were confused because your heart was racing. You loved Steve, but just as your best friend. You never felt something more than friendship, but it seemed that everything was more than that.

“Don’t be blind, (Y/N),” He exhaustedly sighed, making you turn around to face him. “I accused you for being a stalker, but I was obviously the one who followed you everywhere. I followed you, not because I was a creep, but because I started falling for you, I fell in love with you, (Y/N).” He nonchalantly blabbered, obviously not watching for his words. Steve Harrington just admitted that he loved you and you were petrified in your place. You didn’t know what to say, because it was really a shocking thing for you, but he didn’t mind it. Not at all. “I know that it’s not a right thing to do and I am so sorry for that, but-“

“Steve,” You caressed his cheek with your right hand. He knew that you didn’t feel the same way about him, but he never wanted to hear it from you. He was feeling guilty as he blurted out some things that he shouldn’t had. “it’s just, I am afraid to hurt you.”

“I understand everything, (Y/N),” He nodded, gently grabbing your hands. “and I am ready to help you, no matter what it takes! I don’t care if you still love him, I would help you to move on.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier, Steve?” You sadly pouted as you noticed how broken Steve was. He tried to hide it, but you knew him too well. Of course, you were his best friend.

“I was afraid to ruin the little friendship that we have built. I also loved your presence and I will always cherish the moments that we spend together. I thought that if I admitted it to you, you would avoid me.” He honestly answered your question.  

You somehow realized that maybe you have been a horrible best friend to him. You never noticed that he was craving for your presence. You wanted to have Jonathan back so much, that you never paid attention to your best friend’s feelings. You felt terrible because he kept on holding on your friendship, nevertheless you wanted someone else by your side.

“Harrington, I loved your presence too, seriously.” You sweetly smiled as you realized how important your best friend was to you. He hasn’t been just a best friend for you but also a crying shoulder in times of need, a driver, a clown that has always tried to make you laugh, everything!

“So, does that mean that I didn’t ruin anything?” He cutely asked with a smile. He really cared about you and your relationship. “I don’t want to lose you either.”

“No, you didn’t and you never will, silly!” You said with a laugh. You knocked the walls that you built so high and you gave your best friend a sweet and tight hug “So, is that help still available?”

You were willing to move on and you promised to yourself that you would leave Jonathan behind. You would try to pay your attention to your best friend, just like before Jonathan courted you. You needed Steve in times of need, now it was Steve who needed you and you were willing to help him.

“Always, (Y/N), always!” He quickly hugged you back. Slowly flashing a wide and lovely smile as he felt your fast heart beat against his chest.


Baby Drama

Originally posted by spdrparker

Pairing: dad!Bucky Barnes x female!Reader x some Steve Rogers

Prompt: “I’m gonna show you who’s your real daddy.” (#18)

Warnings: none, really !! i mean, bucky gets kinda jealous, but there’s nothing too intense in this (which is surprising) - the use of ‘Daddy’, but in an innocent way, i promise - some sexual reference

Word Count: 1.8K

A/N: this is for @bucky-plums-barnes ‘s writing challenge - congrats on 8K, darlin’!!


“Are you sure that you can handle this, Stevie?” Bucky hurriedly questions as he finishes-up tying his tie and stuffs his toothbrush into his duffel bag. He taps the button on the back of his hand and a sort-of covering disguises his metal arm. The device was a gift from Tony Stark, and he only uses it whenever he feels the need to, which is rarely ever. “Because we could always just stay home.”

“Don’t worry, Buck,” Steve chuckles at his nervous friend. “You and Y/N deserve a break. It’s your anniversary, go out, have some fun - live a little,” Steve grins as he sits on the couch near where a very content toddler was fiddling with some crayons. “Emma and I will be just fine. Won’t we, Em?” Steve leans forward and tickles her cheek with his finger, earning a bubbly giggle from the child.

“Bucky, she’ll be fine with Steve,” you say as you slide off one of the stools at the kitchen island, swinging your purse over your shoulder. “C’mere, Emmy,” you coo goofily, crouching down and reaching for the toddler. She plops forward onto her hands and crawls over to you, reaching out with her chubby hand towards you. You pick her up, holding her comfortably in your arms.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for Uncle Stevie?” You giggle at her, bopping her nose.

“M-Mama,” Emma babbles, grabbing at your hair.

“No, no, no,” you wince, dragging her hand away from being able to pull at your hair. “Here, say bye to Daddy,” you give her a big, exaggerated kiss on the cheek before handing her off to Bucky and grabbing your suitcase, heading for the door.

“I’ll miss ya, Emmy,” Bucky gives her an Eskimo kiss, Emma’s childish laughter bouncing through the room. “We’ll be back tomorrow,” he promises, setting her back down on the ground. Bucky walks over to the island and grabs his bag, then meets your at the doorway.

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When Bitty returned to the Haus, eyes sore from crying and cheeks aching from smiling, he started at the sight of a familiar car parked outside. 

Wordlessly, he turned to Ransom, who smirked at him. “I’ll hold your plaque,” he said, far too innocently. 

With a small gasp, Bitty shoved the award into Ransom’s hands and darted towards the front door, barreling into the entryway like a man possessed.  He looked around wildly, until he noticed the shadow moving within the kitchen. 

When Bitty poked his head into the room, he did indeed find Jack Zimmermann leaning against the counter, checking his phone. The moment he saw Bitty, Jack straightened up and tucked his phone away, holding his arms outstretched. 

Holding back a childish squeal, Bitty launched himself at Jack, wrapping arms and legs around his boyfriend as tight as he could. Jack laughed and held him up, letting Bitty pepper kisses across the side of his face. 

“I got the C!” Bitty shouted, wiggling a little. “I got the C!” 

“Congrats, bud,” Jack said softly. “Knew you had it in you.”

“Unanimous, Jack,” Bitty said, pressing their foreheads together. “Just like you.” 

“Better than me,” Jack said automatically. “But, yeah. I’m so proud of you.” 

Bitty melted against him, so happy he thought his heart might jump straight ouf of his chest. “Thanks, baby. This is…this is so much. I- I gotta call Mama!” 

Jack laughed harder as Bitty tried to slip from his grasp, just holding him closer. “In a minute, Bits. Just…stop for a minute. Let it all soak in. Be proud of yourself, you’ve come so far.” 

Bitty sighed, half in exasperation, half in contentment, and let Jack set him down on the counter. “I am,” he whispered. “I…I just love everyone so much.”

“And they love you,” Jack said, resting his hands on Bitty’s hips. “More than you’ll ever realize.”

“Look at us,” Bitty said with a goofy grin. “The only two unanimously voted captains of the Samwell hockey team. We could be the start a dynasty.“

Jack barked with laughter, head tilted back, and he shook his head in amusement. “We sure could, Bits. We sure could.” 

I Got You On My Mind [Part 6]

Jungkook Soulmate AU (Angst)

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Summary: After regaining some of your memories, you and Jungkook finally face the truth.

Word count: 1.9k words

Originally posted by jungxook

When Jieun came home, she found you sitting on the floor. Your eyes were red, but your tears had dried long ago. Jieun regarded your blank expression with concern, immediately dropping to the ground to check on you.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Jieun asked frantically, looking at your body for injuries. “Did you hurt your leg again? Why are you crying?”

You sighed and closed your eyes, feeling more tired than upset. Jieun’s flittering hands stilled, as if she sensed that something was off.

“Y/N?”

“I remember now, Jieun,” you said. “I remember what happen that night, and what happened after. I know that you and Jungkook were a thing, and that he rejected me right away.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,” Jieun whispered, her own eyes watering. “I didn’t want to upset you or confuse you. It hurt you so much the first time, I didn’t want to see you go through it again.”

“I just don’t understand,” you replied, your voice strained with frustration. “Did you like him? Do you still like him? Is that why you tried to hide your relationship with him from me?”

“What? No! No, of course not,” Jieun exclaimed, her eyes widening with surprise. “I mean, I did have a bit of a crush on him, but our relationship was just physical. It ended as soon as you two figured out that you’re…you know, soulmates.”

“But I’m still confused,” you said, trying to hold off another wave of tears. “Jungkook said he wanted nothing to do me. But now he’s so sweet. He’s like two different people, and I don’t know which one is the real him.”

“Just talk to him,” Jieun smiled, rubbing your back gently. “He’s not as bad as you remember. I’m sure the person Jungkook is with you now is the person he wishes he was when you first met.”

“Still, why was he so cruel in the beginning?” you asked helplessly. “I don’t know if I can forgive that.”

“Only Jungkook can answer that,” Jieun replied softly. “Promise me you’ll talk to him, okay?”

You nodded, realizing that Jieun knew much more than she let on. She helped you to your feet and led you back to the couch. You decided you wouldn’t press her for more information, because in the end, you would need to talk to Jungkook eventually.


Even though you had decided to talk to Jungkook, you hadn’t been able to muster enough courage to confront him. He had no idea that you had regained your memories, so he was contacting you like usual. But when you picked up your phone to reply, the events of your first encounter flashed before your eyes. Every time that happened, you put your phone down and tried to ignore your heavy heart.

So, to put it simply, you had been ignoring Jungkook for the past week.

You had several unread messages in your inbox from Jungkook. Surely Jungkook was so popular, he wasn’t used to be ignored. The texts started coming less frequently, and you wondered if they would eventually stop all together. You figured–albeit guiltily–that if Jungkook really wanted company, he could find another girl.

One Thursday afternoon, you were reading through some notes sent to you by a classmate when you heard Jungkook’s thoughts whispering in the back of your head. You jumped, growing unaccustomed to your soulmate’s presence after such a long period of silence.

“Why isn’t she talking to me?” Jungkook thought, and although it was quiet in your mind, you could hear the worry in your voice. Your heart panged, and you felt bad for assuming the worst of Jungkook. Clearly, he was still thinking of you. “Did I do something wrong again?”

Again.

No, not again. The first mistake was hurtful enough. But of course, Jungkook had no idea that you remembered what he had done. You wanted to scream at him–make him hurt as much as he had hurt you. But you also just wanted to see him again, because you had grown to love the caring side of Jungkook that he had shown you.

“Maybe her condition got worse,” came Jungkook’s next thought, which sounded even more alarmed than the last. “I should stop by. Yeah–I’ll go after class.”

You jumped to your feet, wavering as you tried to catch your balance. Reaching out for your crutches, you hobbled out of your room and into the living room, where Jieun was playing guitar.

“Jieun!” you screeched, making her jump.

“Oh my god!” Jieun squealed, placing a hand over her heart dramatically. “Why are you screaming at me?”

“Jungkook’s coming here after his class is over,” you hurried to explain, your words overlapping in your haste. Still, Jieun understood what you were trying to say.

“Oh, so do you need me to leave?” Jieun asked, setting aside her guitar. “I can disappear for an hour or two.”

“No, no! Definitely do not leave,” you squeaked desperately. “I’m not ready to see him! I need you to cover for me. Tell him that I’m not home and that I forgot my phone here.”

“What? Y/N, are you avoiding him?” Jieun demanded, her face growing dark. “You promised me that you would talk to him! Ignoring your problems won’t make them go away.”

“I know, I know!” you replied. “And I will talk to him, but I’m just not ready yet. I need time to process everything so that I can face him properly. I don’t want to get upset and ruin things forever.”

Jieun’s face softened at your obvious fear, and she sighed. “I understand why you’re scared, but you should trust Jungkook a little bit too,” she argued. “He’s shown you that he’s a good guy, right? I get why you’re so hesitant, believe me. But I’m also seeing this from Jungkook’s perspective, too.”

“You’re my friend, be on my side!” you whined. Jieun rolled her eyes at you.

“Okay, don’t do that. I’m doing what’s best for you,” Jieun said. “Even though you don’t want to talk to him now, in the long run, you’ll be thanking me for making you two work out your problems.”

“I’ll thank you even more if you cover for me this one time,” you said, on the borderline of begging. “I swear I’ll talk to him after, Jieun! I just need a little more time. I’m really not ready to see Jungkook.”

“Fine,” Jieun sighed, falling back onto the couch in frustration. “I’ll cover for you this one time. You can go hide in your room or whatever.”

“Thank you so much, Jieun!” you cried. “I love you so much! You’re the best.”

“I know,” Jieun laughed. “And I’m assuming you ignored all of Jungkook’s attempts to contact you up until now?”

You looked away guiltily.


When Jungkook knocked on the door, you were hiding in your room. Your bedroom door was left slightly ajar, so if you peeked through, you could see the foyer. Jieun approached it, glaring at you as she did. You sent her a thankful smile.

Jieun opened the door, but you couldn’t see Jungkook.

“Oh, Jieun,” Jungkook said. You missed the sound of his sweet voice–you could admit that. “Is Y/N around? I haven’t heard from her since I saw her last week.”

“No, she’s not around,” Jieun replied easily. “Y/N had to spend the week with her grandparents, because they got really worried when they heard about the accident. And she was dumb enough to leave her phone at home.”

“Oh,” Jungkook said, sounding surprised. It sounded like a valid excuse, and you were a little shocked that Jieun was so good at lying. “I’m surprised she didn’t tell me earlier.”

“It’s because she didn’t know that she would be leaving until her grandparents showed up,” Jieun answered. She continued a bit sheepishly, “Actually, I was supposed to tell you that she would be out of town. I guess I forgot.”

“Yeah, guess you did,” Jungkook replied dryly. Jieun just shrugged and sent him a carefree smile. “When will she be back?”

“Sometime next week,” Jieun said. You gulped, realizing that she was giving you a deadline.

“Alright,” Jungkook said slowly. He sounded like he was getting ready to leave. “Thanks, I guess.”

Jieun began to close the door slowly. You exhaled in relief, feeling your body deflate. I can’t believe that worked, you thought. Jieun should have been an actress.

“What the fuck?” Jungkook’s voice suddenly thundered. Jieun jumped, backing away from the door. Jungkook burst through the foyer. “Why are you lying to me?”

“W-what are you talking about?” Jieun stammered.

“Y/N, where are you?” Jungkook called out, ignoring Jieun completely. “I know you’re here. I can hear you thinking right now.”

Oh shit.

“Yeah, oh shit is right,” Jungkook snorted. He scanned the apartment, finally settling on your bedroom door. He saw your face peeking through, and he smiled slightly and began to approach you.

Accepting your fate, you pulled yourself to your feet and opened the door, clutching the doorframe for support.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Jungkook asked once he stood in front of you, the hurt clear in his downtrodden expression. “Did I do something to upset you?”

“Yeah, you did,” you replied tiredly.

“What was it?” Jungkook questioned, confused. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, if I did. I thought you had a good time with me last week.”

“I did,” you smiled. “You’ve been really great since the hospital. You helped me a lot, and you’re fun to be around.”

“Then what’s the problem?” Jungkook asked, cocking his head adorably in confusion.

“It’s what happened before then,” you said simply.

Jungkook paled, his mouth opening slightly. His eyes lowered, and you could see his jaw clenching. He stood there quietly for a few moments, but eventually, he tentatively lifted his gaze to meet yours.

“You remember everything,” Jungkook said quietly. It wasn’t a question. He was biting his lip nervously, and you wondered why he was the nervous one when it was you who had been deceived all along.

“Not everything, but I remember enough,” you responded. You broke your eye contact with Jungkook, feeling overwhelmed. “I don’t understand you at all, Jungkook. Why are being so nice now?”

“It’s…it’s a really long story,” Jungkook sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I can’t justify what I did, but if it means anything to you, I regret everything that happened that night. I didn’t mean a word I said.”

“Then why did you say what you did?”

“Like I said, it’s a long story,” Jungkook replied. “I can explain it to you if you’re willing to listen. I’ll tell you everything, I promise. And if you don’t want to see me after this, I won’t bother you ever again.”

“How do I know that what you’re saying is the truth?” you asked, looking at Jungkook for any signs of deceit.

“You’ll just have to trust me.”

You almost laughed–how could you trust him so easily again? But you remembered the boy who  had slept by your bedside in the hospital, and the boy who acted like you were the most interesting thing in the world. The boy who had promised to sing to you.

“Fine, I’ll listen,” you breathed.

- Girl in Luv

Ok…this took to long. I kind of lost inspiration for this series, but it’s back now! You can expect more regular updates. The story’s drawing to a close…so what do think is going to happen? Also heads up: no posts tomorrow night. We’re going to prom!!! Thanks for reading guys! Ya girl’s gonna get turnt!

anonymous asked:

Prison AU: inmate dan becomes officer Phil's personal fuck toy at the prison.

Warning!! Smut: Inmate! Dan, guard! Phil, dom! Phil, sub! Dan, degradation, feminization, spanking, choking, daddy kink, hand jobs, blow jobs, closet sex, etc etc.


~Dan was told many things whenever he was first put into prison. He was told he would lose weight, eat less, exercise more, have to fight more, cigarettes were considered currency, all the usual stuff you’d be told before going to prison. No one, however, told him one thing in particular: That he would be a prison bitch.

~Dan had always known he was gay on some level, and didn’t much care for the idea of unconsented sexual relationships in prison, which he had also been warned about beforehand. But he wasn’t just a prison bitch to another prisoner, no of course not, a guard had claimed him.

~Phil Lester was a well respected officer, he had been working here for a few years and everyone was proud of him for his years of diligent hard work. He was a man of secrecy though, kept to himself most often, about many things, including his love life. Many of his coworkers had in the past asked him about his love life, but he never spoke about it. Again, being a man of secrecy, his love life fell under that veil.

~Dan had met Phil during his first year in. He knew who he was from the moment he saw him, the blue eyes strikingly familiar in a way that made his stomach knot up with old feeling swelling up. They had been together in high school, breaking up just before graduation due to having different career path choices, and different college choices. So they had decided it best for their relationship to just break up before making things too complicated.

~Phil was doing rounds, bunk checks were regular after an incident that happened a few weeks past. He looked through each bunk thoroughly, walking through the narrow hall and going into each one to check individually. He slowly walked in bunk 13, meeting his eyes with a pair of familiar brown eyes he hadn’t seen since he spent two years looking into them daily. Dan Howell.

~Phil smirked, deciding to play fun at their chance to catch up. “Inmate. What are you in for?” He asked, leaning on the cement frame of the small room and looking around to make sure no one noticed them before meeting his eyes back with Dan’s. “Vandalism. Mom had some asshole boyfriend start beating her, I destroyed his house, car, work area, everywhere I could. I wanted to destroy him like he had been destroying mom.”  

~Phil chuckled quietly, smiling fondly. “So. You still the same old mama’s boy I see.” He smirked. Dan scoffed softly, rolling his eyes and crossing his legs on his mattress, looking up at Phil with a grin. “Shut up.” He hummed. “I got three years for it too. In my opinion, totally worth it.”

~Phil nodded, looking around as the rest of the prisoners moved to the lunch area. No one would mind if he held Dan up, after all, he was an officer, he could do as he liked to the prisoners pretty much. He walked over and sat by him, smiling. “I haven’t seen you in so long.”

~Dan chuckled softly and nodded, looking at him. “Yeah. I haven’t seen you since you tore my heart out and stomped on it.” He murmured a little. “Seriously? Dan we aren’t 17 anymore you cannot still be brooding over me leaving you. I was going to a school 4 hours away from you. It would have been too hard!” He sighed, placing a hand on Dan’s thigh. “You know I loved you. I cried the whole time because I didn’t wanna leave. I loved you too much.”

~Dan sighed, closing his eyes and leaning back. “You shouldn’t touch me. Even talking to me so intimately could cost you your job.” He sighed again, his tone a little sad. “I got suspended for you four times in a year, lost two jobs over you, and gotten a teacher fired for you just because my dad is a lawyer. Danny, as it was before, it’d be worth it to lose a job over you.”

~Dan smiled softly, his dimple popping out and a light blush spreading across his cheeks. “I haven’t been called Danny in a  very long time. Especially not by a guy so cute.” He hummed, swaying a little from side to side and nudging Phil.

~Phil chuckled softly, glancing around again just for safety before leaning in and pecking Dan’s cheek. “I’ve missed you. And you’re flirting.” He smiled. “Oh the flirting can get much worse. Have I ever said how much I love a man in uniform? Although, looking good in the uniform isn’t the challenge. Looking good with it off is. And I can guarantee you look damn good with it off.” He smiled bashfully at his own flirting, leaning his head on Phil’s shoulder.

~Phil laughed quietly, shaking his head and kissing his hair softly. “Why does this feel so familiar? I feel like I’m 17 again and my boyfriend is trying to get into my pants after homecoming.” He laughed.

~Dan smiled sweetly. “It does feel familiar doesn’t it?” He agreed, feeling Phil’s fingers lace with his own. “Even after all these years when you touch me I get butterflies…” He smiled, nuzzling his neck a little. “That your way of telling me you got a boner or something?” Phil snickered, feeling Dan shove him over, his laugh ringing in his ears.

~Phil smiled in adoration as they calmed down from their mutual laughter, letting Dan settle back against him before taking his hand in his own once more. “You know, orange really isn’t your color.” He commented. “And what do you suppose I do about it? It’s the only attire I’ll be allowed to wear for the next few years.” He chuckled, this time a bit sadly.

~Phil smirked again, squeezing his hand. “You could just take it off sometimes. Preferably when you’re with me.” He suggested, only half kidding. “You just miss my ass don’t you?” Dan smirked back, going along with his flirting. “Oh fuck yes I did.” Phil laughed, almost snorting. “I have to admit, it to this day is the best ass I’ve ever gotten. Probably because I love the person attached to it so much..” He smiled.

~Dan flushed pink, giggling quietly and looking up at him, moving into his lap and starting to play with his hair. “I never really got over you either, as cheesey as it may sound.” He bit his lip, and Phil felt the same butterflies in his stomach he got the day he had first kissed Dan. He was so pretty, he hadn’t aged a day. Granted it had only been a few years, but still. He was just as breathtaking a sPhil remembered him to be.

~Phil smiled at him, his hopes raising. He knew he couldn’t make a relationship with Dan again, not with him being in prison and all. But he could, at the very least, get to know him again. “Yeah?” He asked, seeing Dan nod. “Yeah..” He said.

~They were dangerously close, close enough that Phil could lean in not even an inch and close the gap between them with ease. His hands shook, he could get fired and he did love this job, he didn’t want to get fired by any means. But the way Dan looked, his hair curly and longer than it used to be, his big brown doe eyes burning into him, his lips soft and pink, the bottom caught between his teeth; he was down right irresistible, and so, on impulse, he leaned in and kissed Dan with all the passion, lust, and love he had harbored for him all these years.

~Dan kissed back with the same ferocity, lips and tongue and teeth clashing in a messy, heated kiss. His eyes were practically rolling to the back of his head, his fingers tugging at Phil’s hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer.

~Phil noticed his hands starting to wander, unable to care, gripping the ass he has been still getting off to to this day. He slid his tongue along Dan’s, exploring his mouth as if he never had before, trailing over to kiss his jawline and his neck.

~Dan leaned to the side, his eyes fluttering shut and a soft moan escaping his lips. “You’re neck is still such a fucking g-spot for you huh baby boy?” He purred, nipping and sucking, but not leaving marks. Dan was letting out soft moans, the room quiet all except for Dan’s panting  and breathy moaning. “Please..” He begged quietly, desperate to be silent but knowing it was going to be nearly impossible, especially for him.

~Phil smirked against his pale skin, dragging his teeth over a vein in his neck and chuckling. “You gonna beg me baby? Beg for my cock like the slut you always are for me?” He asked, starting to unbutton Dan’s jumpsuit. Sure, they could be caught, sure this was wrong, sure this could cost him his job; But looking at Dan, his shirt halfway undone, his cock straining against his slightly chubby stomach, his eyes shut and moans slipping past his lips, Phil was reminded of just how much he didn’t care.

~Phil caught his lips for another rough kiss, slipping his hand down to grip Dan’s cock, stroking slowly. Dan nipped Phil’s bottom lip, tugging softly before moaning again, thankful everyone was at lunch and no one was around to hear the whorish noises he was making. “I’m barely even touching you.” Phil smirked. “And you’re already so close aren’t you?” He asked, speeding up his movements, swiping over the head of his cock with his thumb and collecting the beading precum.

~Dan whimpered, nodding half heartedly as he desperately bucked up his hips, trying to get more, Phil’s slow pace so delicious but so damn torturous. “More.” He begged again, leaning his head back and bucking his hips to no avail, Phil holding them down with force. “What do you want baby?” He asked, removing his hand from Dan and hearing him whine loudly at the loss, his hips still bucking up in desperation, trying to get friction to his throbbing cock.

~Dan whined again, finally relenting in understanding that Phil wouldn’t do anymore to him until he begged. And so as many times before, he dropped all pride, and begged like a whore for his rightful owner to fuck him senseless. “Please sir fuck me please! No one can make me cum like you do, please daddy, please I’ll do anything!” Tears fell past his eyes, he was so easy to work up and Phil would be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on.

~Phil smirked smugly, nodding and kissing him briefly, slipping a key into his hand. “There’s a closet down the hall. Everyone else will be outside in the yard. I’ll be there in a moment.” He instructed. “I want you naked and stretched by the time I’m in there and if you aren’t? I’ll spank that perfect ass so hard you won’t be able to sit for the next week.” He finished and Dan nodded eagerly, getting up off his lap and dashing down the hall to do as told.

~Phil waited for some time to pass before making his way down to where he knew Dan was at, opening the door and smirking to himself. It was dimly lit, the window on the door covered, but most notable of this all was Dan. Dan who was bent over a small table, three fingers inside himself, stretching himself open and moaning loudly.

~Phil walked over, slapping Dan;s ass hard and making him squeak. “You better shut the fuck up slut. Or everyone in this damn prison is going to hear you acting like a fucking whore for me. Do you want tha Danny? Knowing you I bet you would. Everyone here to know your ass belongs to me, that pretty pink cunt is for me and me only to stretch open and fucking ruin.” he smacked his ass again, gripping the soft skin. “Isn’t that right baby?” He asked.

~Dan only moaned in response, feeling another harsh slap to his ass after he didn’t respond properly. “Fuck! Yes yes you’re right daddy! I want everyone to know I’m yours.” He admitted.

~Phil chuckled, flipping Dan around and pushing him to his knees. “No lube baby. Guess you’ll just have to get my cock wet enough with that beautiful mouth of yours.” He smirked, lifting Dan’s chin to make eye contact.

~Dan nodded, unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans as quick as his fingers would let him. He tugged down his pants, mouthing over him through his boxers slowly. He kept looking up at Phil, wide innocent eyes, as if he was doing nothing arousing whatsoever. Phil groaned quietly, the cold air hitting his hard cock as Dan pulled him free from his boxers.

~Dan slowly licked up the side, putting on a show almost, wanting to do his absolute best, but still be a tease in the process. He swirled his tongue around his tip, wrapping his lips around him and slowly bobbing down. He kept a slow pace, taking Phil into his mouth and swiping his tongue over his slit every time he came back up.

~Phil tangled his fingers into Dan’s hair, pushing him down with force and watching Dan hollowing his cheeks to accommodate him, speeding up his movements. Dan bobbed his head quickly, his tongue working over every inch of his cock, making sure he’d be slicked up enough to fuck him painlessly before Phil pulled him off. He wiped the spit dripping from his mouth, the taste of precum stuck to his tongue in a way that made him even more desperate to be filled up and fucked hard.

~Phil pulled him up by the hair, pushing him over the desk and smacking his ass once more. He slowly rubbed his tip over his slightly gaping hole, pushing in just the tip before pulling out again. “You know the drill, I’m sure..” He smirked.

~Dan whimpered, looking back at him and blinking, his lips parted and his thighs starting to shake, his breathing unsteady. “Daddy please..I love being your toy. Letting you fuck me, mark me, break me, cum deep inside me. Please. Make me yours.” He whined, and that was all it took for Phil to slam in.

~Dan cried out, tears brimming in the corner of his eyes, pain and pleasure, along with his tears, clouding his vision as he looked back at Phil. He rocked his hips back, letting himself adjust but wanting more already. Phil smirked, pulling out and slamming back in not too long after, another loud and whiny moan passing Dan’s parted lips.

~Phil gripped his ass, watching himself slide in and out of the younger male, his hips pushing back against him with each hard thrust. “So good for me baby..” He gripped with both hands, kneading his ass as he sped up his thrusts, steadily slamming into him over and over again, his hips hitting against Dan’s ass with each rough thrust into him.

~Dan was struggling to stay silent, moaning loudly, the whole room smelling of sex, and the only noise to be heard in the whole area his loud, porn star moaning. Phil leaning forward, wrapping his hand around Dan’s throat and choking him. “Shut the fuck up!” He hissed, listening to Dan choke on his own moans, silencing significantly but still sounding beautiful with his symphony of whorish moans.

~Phil kept slamming in, hitting his prostate dead on each time with precision, as if he still knew exactly where to hit to drive Dan wild. “You sound like such a fucking whore all for me baby..” He leaned down to bite his earlobe, smirking. “Letting me fuck your pretty little cunt, making such loud noises for me baby. How did I ever get so lucky?” He praised, listening to Dan have to stifle another loud moan, the pressure on his throat increasing along with his arousal from what Phil was saying.

~Phil tugged down softly at his earlobe, tightening his grip on his throat as he grew closer, the pressure building in his lower stomach. He let go of Dam’s throat, hearing him gasp and moan as he tried to get his breath back. He reached down, wrapping his hand around Dan’s cock tightly and stroking in time with his harsh erratic thrusts.

~Dan cried out, getting louder as the same heat built in his stomach, signifying he was getting closer with every hard thrust against his spot and every harsh tug on his leaking cock. He moaned loudly, hearing Phil let out a soft noise under his breath, coming hard inside of the younger male.

~Phil panted gasping a little as he came hard inside of him, thrusting through his orgasm and feeling Dan tighten around him, the younger male closing his eyes and letting out a long drawn out moan as he came as well, bucking his hips into Phil’s hand to ride out his own orgasm.

~After they had both calmed down they laid against each other, naked and in a small cramped closet, breathing heavy. Eventually they started getting dressed, kissing and saying quick goodbyes since everyone was going to come in soon.

~Dan walked away, a smile on his face and putting his hand in his jumpsuit pockets, feeling a slip of paper in his pocket. He opened it and smiled even wider. “I missed you. Maybe we could do this again sometime?” 


A/N: Alright. I wrote this while my little brothers were all next to me playing video games on my tv. So, I’m going to hell, essentially. I hope you like this! It’s 2.9 k of dirtiness. I’ve been watching OITNB lately so this was written literally bc of that not gonna lie.

anonymous asked:

Hi I was wondering if you could do a bts reaction where you their s/o refuse sexy time😏 because you were jealous of how they were being so nice with a girl who was clearly flirting with them during their date. I hope it's not to confusing thanx xx

Here you go darlin:)


Heres a little something to set the mood:

It was the first time the two of you had a chance to go on an actual date in a while. Between his schedule and yours you were either to tired or too busy. While neither of you minded staying home in fuzzy socks and large t-shirts, you both had to admit you two owed it to yourself to get dressed up, make a reservation and enjoy a nice meal together. 

When the night came the two of you were so excited that you could hardly keep your hands off of one another, you almost didnt make it in time. He’d offer his arm to you, pull your chair out, kiss your temple; really everything that you’d see happening in those romance movies the two of you liked to laugh at. 

Dinner was almost over, your plates sat finished in front of you while the two of you laughed with fingers intertwined on top of the table. It was pure fun. Pure happiness and pure love. That was until a long legged woman walked past the table, her head snapping back to the two of you as she took a double take of your boyfriend. He noticed this and immediately removed his hand from yours as he looked up. 

“Wow you look familiar.” shed say in a flirty voice, obviously she knew who he was but playing dumb seemed to be a tactic she thought would work. You expected him to just nod and look back to you, but as a slight blush met his cheeks and he smiled widely you felt a ping in your heart and immediately you crossed your arms, staring angrily at her. 

She talked for only a few seconds before you looked up at her, stood up, looked at him and said. ‘Im going to the car.’

He wouldn’t be far behind you, obviously there would be a few minutes to spare since he still had to pay. At least he followed me you thought. The car ride back to your shared apartment would be quiet. He’d try to hold your hand, to place his hand on your knee, really anything to touch you. He’d try to break the silence but there was no point. He should only be looking at you that way. 

You got back to you home and immediately took your shoes off, not caring what he was talking about now. You stood in front of your closet and stripped your dress but before you could slip your favorite oversized shirt on you’d feel him wrap his arms around your waist and his lips pressing firmly against your neck. What he was getting at wasn’t an apology, that was made obvious when he pulled you into his front and making sure you could feel every inch of his member….

Jin:

‘Stop touching me.’ You’d say walking out of his arms and pulling the shirt the rest of the way over your head. ‘Jagi..’ he’d say. He’d know exactly why you were mad, but he didn’t realize how mad you were until you walked away from him. You were never able to resist his neck kisses. He’d chase you around the apartment apologizing for what he did. ‘Jagi I was just caught by surprise, you know i would never, ever do anything to make you feel less than what you’re worth.’ ‘Well, you did Jin.’ You’d say now looking straight to the tv you had flicked on. ‘y/n Im sorry, I thought I was just being polite.’ You scoffed and finally looked at him. ‘Stop talking, you’re making things worse.’ He’d freeze and stand there looking at you with hurt eyes for a few minutes before taking half a step towards you before realizing that probably wasn’t a good idea. He’d leave, not wanting to make you any madder than you were. He’d search for an open shop, ignoring everyone who called his name until he found was he was looking for. With your favorite flowers and an array of things that he knew always made you feel better he’d nervously run his hands over his jeans before opening the door. His heart would drop when he saw you, knees tucked to your chest and tears running down your cheek as you stared absentmindedly at the tv. ‘Jagi?’ He’d say catching your attention. You wouldn’t smile, but relief would be visible in your eyes as you stood quickly. You thought he had left to find the girl, that she had given him her number and he was then with her. His gifts would mean nothing more than he was thinking about you and came right back to you. ‘I love you so much y/n’

Yoongi:

He would have caught up to you as you walked quickly down the hallway and so he could take a girl grip on your hand before you made it to the living room. . You’d stumble slightly into his chest at the sudden force of him stopping. He’d hold you tight as he crashed his lips to yours, trying everything to try and save this near perfect night but the moment you pushed his chest away from you all grip would be forgotten and anger would start to boil. ‘Why are you being like this?’ He’d groan annoyed. ‘Seriously?’ You’d asked, actually surprised he didnt realize what was going on. ‘I don’t know Yoongi, how about the fact that the moment someone steps in front of me your all smile and googly eyes!’ You’d sat puling yourself away from him once more as he reached out. He wouldn’t take this very well, you knew that being faithful was the one thing he believed in and what you were suggesting wouldn’t sit well with him. You’d fight, well it would be more you pointing out what he did and him agreeing with you but very loudly. He’d try again to pull you close and when he realized you weren’t going to fight him this time he’d kiss you softly while mumbling soft ‘I’m sorry’s’ and ‘I love you so much’s’

Namjoon:

You’d know he knew exactly what it was he was doing when he started to let his eyes droop just enough to turn his gaze from sweet to sexy. You huffed and pushed him away from you, now that look being the only thing you could see. ‘Baby, whats wrong’ He’d say trying one more time to wrap his arms around your waist. ‘Leave me alone Namjoon.’ You’d say sternly before walking out of your room. He’d shake his head and wait a long second before walking after you. ‘Talk to me.’ he’d say, all of the mushy love that had toned his voice before gone. ‘Why. Obviously your still looking for the next best thing.’ you’d say crossing your arms. His shoulders would drop and he’d fully understand everything. ‘Jai please. You’re the best thing thats ever going to happen to me. Please just forgive me.’ He’d say, his face soft and his hands now outstretched, waiting for you to give in so he could hold you close to your chest. 

Hoseok:

When you pulled out of his grasp he’d look at you with worried and confused eyes. He wouldn’t understand why’d you scoff at him when he tried kissing you. ‘Jagi what happened?’ He’d asked following you to your shared bed. ‘I just don’t want to be touched, Hoseok.’ You’d say getting yourself into bed and laying so your back faced him. Now he would be very worried. You never called him by his full name ‘Jagi?’ He’d say now wringing his hands nervously. When you didnt respond he’d take a hesitant step towards you before fully deciding he wouldn’t be able to sleep if you were acting like this. He’d beg you to talk to him and when you finally sat up and laid one into him he’d look down to his hands and say quietly ‘Jagi I was just trying to be nice.’ Youd know he was telling the truth but still it would be hard for you to get over. ‘It still happened Hobi.’ you’d whisper, now feeling small and a little stupid for being so jealous. ‘I love you more than anything. Please y/n.’ To this you’d just sigh, biting your lip and avoiding eye contact before kneeling up and holding your arms out to which he’d quickly take place in. ‘I love you so much, please don’t be mad at me, I hate myself when your mad.’ He’d say as the two of you laid back and  held each other close. 

Jimin:

He’d know exactly what was wrong when you pulled away from him and pulled the shirt over your head in a frustrated way. He’d shake his head and smirk, laughing once to himself before following you out into the kitchen. He’d watch you grab a glass and start to fill it. ‘Are you seriously jealous?’ He’d say still smirking, thinking how cute it was. It wasn’t until your glass was full and you turned to him and he could see that you were so mad that tears were starting to well. His face would immediately fall, seeing just how much he had actually hurt you started to brake him inside. ‘Jai no.’ He’d say stepping forward, but you had moved around him just as the tips of his fingers grazed your shoulders. ‘Y/n come here, please.’ He’d say following you. When you stopped to turn around so he could see the single tear that had escaped he’d quickly grab onto you so you couldn’t sneak away this time. ‘I have never ever thought of anyone but you. I can’t. I love you so much.’ He’d say kissing your head and flexing his arms around you so you could feel how he held onto you with everything that he has. ‘Ill never do that to you again, I’m so sorry baby.’ He’d whisper as his thumbs caught the next tear that fell. 

Taehyung:

a/n: im winking at one of you

He’d catch your hand and spin you around to face him, his loud loving smile gone. ‘Why are you acting weird.’ He’d say looking so far into your eyes you’d think he’d be able to read your mind. ‘use your brain. I’m tired of always having to explain myself.’ You’d say pulling away from him and walking away. He’d catch you one more time, this time his hands moving to hook behind your neck, his thumbs pressed softly to your cheeks. ‘You can’t just walk away from me. I thought we had a good night?’ ‘We were having an amazing night, Tae! But then you let it get stirred up but some bimbo on stilts.’ You said turning you head so you could avoid his deep gaze that was making you feel silly. ‘Are you serious?’ He’d say, not a hint of humor in his voice. 'Why don’t you ever look at me like that.’ You’d choke. His heart would drop and he’d feel sick. ‘Look at you like what?’ He’d say trying not to think about what he knew you were saying. ‘Like I was the most interesting, beautiful thing in the room.’ You’d say tearing over now. ‘You are the most interesting and beautiful person I’ve ever met. I promise you that wasn’t what was going through my head.’ ‘then what was.’ you tested, still trying to slightly pull your way out of his grip. ‘I was thinking about all the jokes you and I would be making when she walked away.’ he’d say smiling sadly. You knew he was telling the truth, people watching was one of your favorite things to go together. When you sighed he’d pull you closer and kissed your forhead, wanting nothing more than to just hold you. When you wrapped your arms around his middle he’d smile and pull you tighter. ‘Im sorry if you thought I wasn’t being true to you Jagi, I love you so much.’

Jungkook:

‘Don’t touch me Jungkook.’ You said sternly pulling his arms off of your body. When you walked away from him he’d just stare after you, completely dumbfounded. It would be the bathroom door slamming that made him realize something definitely wasn’t right. He’d knock on the door a few times, first softly with a light ‘jag?’ to turn loud and needy as he really started to worry. ‘Come out right now, what is wrong with you!’ He’d yell, his voice so loud that he almost missed the soft sob that came from deep in your chest. ‘Jagi I swear open this door, what is wrong!’ He’d say, panic setting in as he started to imagine the worst things possible. He’d be surprised when you flung the door open. He’d stare at your reddened eyes and the black mascara that you had obviously were trying to remove from your face. You were tearing in that moment, every feature on your face had turned from sad to furious. His eyes would start to sting at the sight of you, going full glossy when you yanked away when he tried to place a soft hand on your forearm. ‘Leave me alone.’ You’d say starting to turn, but this time he caught your arm and made you turn. ‘Not until you tell me what the hell is wrong with you.’ he’d growl. You yanked away from him and held your ground despite the tears that still slowly trailed down your cheeks. ‘One night. All I wanted one night out where you weren’t Jungkook from bts. Not only did you give someone your complete attention and fully ignore me, you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her. Don’t lie to me, you were kissing my neck because she turned you on.’ you bit at him. He blinked twice shocked by what you had said. Hi face quickly fell after the initial shock though as he pulled you closer. ‘I was kissing your neck because I thought we had the best night of our lives together. I didnt want it to end.’ He said wrapping his arms tightly around your neck and burring is face in the crook of his elbow. ‘It was a perfect night Kook.’ You’d say, your arms still by your side. ‘Im so sorry. I don’t know what to do to make it better.’ He said sniffling slightly. ‘I just want to go to bed.’ You said with one long blink. ‘Can I hold you? Please.’ He’d say stifling one more time. All you did was nod and turn around, but that nod meant everything to him as he quickly stripped his dress shirt and tie, not caring if he was still in his dress pants. He’d climb into bed and pull you close as quickly as he could just incase you changed your mind. 

Harry Styles - “Confessions”

I completely left this open(and have already planned) for a part two. So… if you would like a part two let me know! Enjoy! And be ready to have your heart broken.

Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight


Harry sat on the edge of his bed in Los Angeles, his head in his hands, as he tried to hold back the tears and will his breathing to stay even and calm. His phone lay beside him, the screen still lit up to show him his recent calls - the last of which had just turned his world upside down. 

He eventually sits up, letting out a large sigh as his large ringed hands push through his short floppy hair, pushing it back from his forehead. His green eyes look across the room where on top of the chest of drawers sat a picture of the person he cared about most in the world. He stared at your smiling face, his own smiling face next to you and that’s when the tears came. He was going to lose you, he knew that he was. 

Just then his phone began to ring beside him. He dreaded it was her, the person who had called a few minutes before him and broke the news but instead he saw your face appear on the screen and that, in that moment, may have been worse. He picks up the phone, staring down at your picture as the phone continues to ring. 

He couldn’t do it, he couldn’t hear your voice, happy and still in love with him, when he now knew what he did. He couldn’t tell you over the phone. He had messed up, he knew that, and he had to say it to your face. After the phone finally stopped ringing he gave a sigh and pulled himself up and off the bed. 

He had things he needed to do in LA, meetings to attend, interviews to be done but he couldn’t. He needed to get to you and tell you as soon as he could so he called Jeff. He couldn’t say it though, he couldn’t tell him exactly the situation, just that he had to go home - and now. 

Once he landed in London the next day, his hands were shaking, his palms were sweaty and his breathing was shallow as he sat in the back of the car headed towards your house. He kept trying to play out and plan his words for this conversation. How would he go about it? Where could he possibly start? He had so many confessions to make and what he was most afraid of was the inevitable - losing you. He also knew he wouldn’t be able to handle that hurt, devastated, and heart-broken face that he was soon going to see before him. 

The idea brought tears to his eyes. He rubbed the back of his hand against his eyes, grinding away the tears harshly. He hated himself, his entire body was full of regret, remorse, and dread knowing that he could never take this back. 

“Hello?” Harry calls a few moments later as he enters your shared home. He knew you were home, it being your day off work and your car was parked out front but he heard nothing. “Love?” He calls out again. 

“Harry?” He finally hears from the kitchen. He couldn’t will himself to move towards your voice. He wanted to run back out the door to never have to face this situation, he wanted to pretend everything was okay. But it just wasn’t. And never would be again. “Harry!” You gasp once you see your tall, tattooed and handsome boyfriend standing in the entryway of the living room. 

“Hey.” He mutters, barely able to get his voice above a low gravel. He clears his throat and puts his bag down at his feet, sliding off his jacket. He was trying to delay this, anything to keep the truth from coming out. 

“What are you doing home? Why haven’t you answered my calls in two days?” You were full of questions but then in that moment you didn’t care. You had missed Harry so much and if he was home - that was all that mattered. So, you cross the room and burrow yourself into his chest. You wrap your arms tight around his torso, taking in that familiar scent of his cologne while his arms wrap around your shoulders. He buries his face in your hair, his eyes closing as the tears began to slide down his cheeks. This was surely the last moment he would hold you in his arms and he wanted it to last as long as possible. “What’s going on?” You question, looking up at him. You gasp when you take in his tears. “Harry, what is it?” Your mind was racing. What possibly could have happened to cause him to act like this? You reach up, brushing your thumbs under his eyes along the tracks his tears were making. 

“I messed up, love.” He finally says, his voice a quiet whisper as he stares down into your eyes. You frown, shaking your head a bit in confusion. 

“What do yo-” 

“I slept with someone.” The words were out before he could over think it. He watched the gears turn in your head as you processed this. As soon as he saw it click, you backed out of his arms, distancing yourself from him just as he knew that you would. “Please, love, i’ was while we were going through tha’ rough patch a few weeks ago. I was angry, you were angry, I didn’ know where we stood-” 

“So you fucked someone else and never told me?!” You interrupt as your blood began to boil. “You came back here acting like it was all okay?! As if nothing ever happened!” You also felt your heart break, a dull ache began in the center of your chest. Harry was the love of your life, the man you were going to spend forever with and yet .. he had hurt you in the way he always vowed he never would. 

“I jus’…” He scratches at the back of his neck, shaking his head a little as he gave a sigh. He looks at the floor, anywhere but at the hurt and angry face before him. He also noted the fact that your eyes, those gorgeous eyes of yours that he loved so much, had begun to well up with tears. “I don’ know how to make up for this bu’ tha’ isn’t all.” He knew he had to say it, he had to get everything out so just maybe, maybe, the two of you could start trying to work it out. 

“What else is there?” You cross your arms over your chest as the tears slide down your cheeks. What else could there be? Had he slept with her again? Was he leaving you for her? Your mind was racing and you weren’t sure you would be able to handle anymore of this. Harry was your life and even with him standing in front of you still you felt it might not be for too much longer and you already felt lost. 

“She called me yesterday mornin’,” He began, his eyes peaking at you through his lashes as he kept his head slightly down. 

“Okay?” You urged but felt that sense of dread begin to creep up in your head as you surely knew what was coming next. Why would you contact the man you slept with weeks before? There was really only two reasons - wanting to get together again or being pregnant. Your blood ran cold at the latter possibility. It couldn’t be that, it just couldn’t. 

“She’s… she’s pregnan’.” The words pained him to say out loud. He hadn’t spoken it since he heard her mumble it through her sobs on the other end of the phone the morning before. He saw your face crumble then. Your eyebrows furrowed together, your eyes swimming with tears, and he saw your breath hitch in your throat. 

“You got another girl pregnant.” It wasn’t a question, it wasn’t accusatory, it was just a statement as you took to trying to process this. Harry was going to be a father, and it wasn’t with you. This just couldn’t possibly be happening. 

“I don’ know what I’m goin’ to do, bu’ what I wan’ first is to try and make things work with you. Please, love…” He trailed off when you shook your head vigorously, the tears now falling freely down your cheeks. 

“You expect me to just forgive you for this?” You give another shake of your head. “Would you forgive me if I got pregnant by another man? If I cheated on you and got knocked up? Would you be willing to move past that?” Harry bit at his lower lip and stared at the carpet under your feet. He knew you were right, he would probably never be able to move past it if you had someone else’s child. 

“You won’ even try? For us? We’ve been together for-”

“I don’t need you to remind me how long we’ve been together, Harry! I don’t need you telling me about the life we’ve started here together because I remember, I know!” You felt your anger begin to flare up. “It was you that seems to have forgotten the life we have together while you were busy fucking someone else!” He cringes at your choice of wording as well as your now raised voice but he knew he deserved it all. You were of course right, after all. 

“Please,” He takes a step towards you, holding his large hands out towards you, his cheeks wet with his still falling tears. He felt a sob building in his chest as he felt this was it, knowing you would most likely never forgive him. “I made a mistake, I will pay for tha’ for the rest of my life but I need you.” His voice dropped off to a whisper. “Don’ give up on me.” It was then that the sob finally fell from his lips and he felt his knees give out. 

“Harry,” You whisper as you watch the man you loved fall to his knees right there in front of you, his face pressing into his hands as large gasping sobs fell from his mouth. You feel a sob of your own and you take a step closer to Harry. You fall to your knees in front of him and bring a hand up to brush through his brown hair. He lifts his head up, his breath catching in his throat as his eyes meet yours. “I don’t think I can ever forgive you.” You watch his face crumble even more as he takes in your words. 

“I’m so sorry.” He whispers and the sobs resume. He then falls into your chest, his cheek burrowing into your t-shirt and his arms wrap tightly around your waist. You support his weight, your arms going around his shoulders, your fingers brushing at the hair on the back of his neck. “I’ll never forgive myself either.” He whispers through his sobs. 

You sat and held Harry, both of you crying and clinging to one another, knowing that this was it, for a good while until finally you pried him off of you and both of you stood up. 

“I think it’s best if you left.” You whisper as the two of you stood awkwardly facing each other. Harry gives a small nod, closing his eyes for a second. His eyes burned, the tears drying his eyes out but he knew he would probably spend the entire night crying. 

“Can I do somethin’, one las’ time?” You frown at him but he then takes a step closer to you and as his hand comes up to rest on your cheek you understood what he wanted. You don’t move as his face dips towards yours. You try not to return the pressure his lips press into yours but you couldn’t help it. As if by reflex you were kissing him back and bowing your body against his as your arms wrap around each other. It was as the kiss intensified and his tongue slid against yours that the reason this was to be your last kiss together reared back into your mind and you pulled away from him, breaking all contact together. 

“I can’t. I can’t do this, Harry.” You mutter, seeing that hurt and aching look in his green eyes as his chest heaved. He had hoped there for a second as he held you close again, your lips melded together perfectly like they always had, that just maybe you could forgive him. “I can’t be with you, I’m just going to picture you with her every time and I just can’t.” 

“I understand.” He gives a nod, hanging his head a bit. He pushes his fingers through his hair and looks back up at you. “I’m so sorry that I hur’ you.” He stares at you for a few seconds before backing towards the door. “I’ll always be jus’ a phone call away. I love you, with every piece of my soul.” You ignore the fresh tears sliding down your cheeks and simply give a nod. You look away from his heartbroken face and look anywhere but at him as he reaches for his bags and then a minute later was gone from the house. 

You fall to your knees right there where you stood and begin to cry into your hands, feeling like a piece of your heart had just walked out that door with Harry. 

Harry meanwhile had gone into the garage and got into his Range Rover but as soon as he was behind the wheel he rested his forehead against the steering while and let the sobs return. They were loud, chest heaving, sobs. Not only had he just lost the love of his life but he also now had to decide what he was going to do about his child on the way. 

anonymous asked:

Can you name any dingdulian moments from the top of your head?

MY FAVORITE and the only one i have a source on-hand for: ding dong pinching julians cheeks while he tries to finish a thought (https://clips.twitch.tv/GeniusElegantRaisinPoooound) i watch this anytime im sad,,, always works to cheer me up omg

but also…

ding dong mentioning his legs hurt from trying to pick julian up

when it came up that ding dong can pin julian down

when julian is snoring in the bg of ding dongs streams

julian asking chris if hed stay if he “ripped open ding dong’s pants and started sucking his dick"

the both of them trying SO HARD to take care of each other

the two of them making curry together

the two of them making curry foR CHRIS!!!!!!!

them rescuing the lizard they found in their house

them going to arizona together and seeing shooting stars

them teasing each other on stream about silly stuff and making each other giggle


theres…. so much. i love these boys so much
whether or not theyre romantically involved theyre just. so undeniably happy to be in each others presence,,,, sighs happily

Hum, I don’t remember seeing this so often, so I thought this could be cute and funny

Hope you like this! I’m glad to be back! 


RFA + Saeran in love with an oblivious MC

Zen

  • In your defense, how were you supposed to know? The guy is a flirting machine!
  • Okay, but if you paid a little more attention, you would notice Zen always finds excuses to touch your shoulders or hands
  • He also compliments not only your looks, but traces of your personality, because it’s something important to him, being able to seeing beyond appearance, you know?
  • Apparently, you don’t.  You just thank him and give a compliment back, smiling and driving him crazy for being so cute
  • And he knows he’s not being subtle at all (not even if he wanted to, he just… doesn’t know how to be subtle), he’s literally holding you by your shoulders, looking at you straight at your eyes, saying: “I love you, princess.”
  • And you’re just: “Wow Zenny! You need to warn me before getting in character! I almost believed in you for a second.”
  • D E A D
  • What does he need to do for you to understand, for Christ’s sake? Should he make a public appearance wearing a t-shirt where it’s written: “I ❤ U, MC!“
  • He should, and that’s what he does.
  • And you finally get it after his desperate move. That and his fans flooding social media begging this MC to notice him, why is she wasting such a chance? Is she crazy or whaaaat?
  • “No, just having a hard time to believe. It’s not everyday you find your celebrity crush loves you back, you know?” D E A D A G A I N

Yoosung

  • He is not exactly great at letting you know his feelings
  • Because whenever he sees you, his mind goes a little blank, he gets nervous and trips in his own words.
  • “Hi, Yoosung! How have you been?” “Thank you, so do you, MC.” WUT?
  • But when he calls you or texts you, it’s more natural. So you should have got the signs through that by now.
  • Because boy is always telling you how his day gets better after talking to you, how much he appreciates your encouraging words and how he would like to repay you one day.
  • By cooking for you, letting you beat him on LOLOL or… who knows? Taking you on a date? (he sent the text and L E A P E D away from the phone, knowing it was crazily bold of him)
  • “Okay! You better really let me beat you on LOLOL next time.” OH. MY. GOD! You can’t be real!
  • Seven is watching this PAINFUL conversation and laughing “MAY DAY! MAY DAY! WE HAVE A MAN DOWN! REPEAT! WE HAVE A MAN DOWN!” and you’re like wtf, dude?
  • But after that, he feels like really helping his bro: “Or you could really go on a date with him, MC.” “Oh… it’s fine, he doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to.”
  • “BUT I DO! I REALLY DO, MC!” (Yes, CAPS LOCK and everything) “See, MC? He really wants it, where are you guys going?”
  • “Well, I’ve always imagined my perfect date with Yoosung to be at…” MAN DOWN! REPEAT! WE HAVE A MAN DOWN! (from happiness this time)

Jaehee

  • She was pretty oblivious of her feelings herself for a long time
  • So she doesn’t get too frustrated you’re not aware of it, who is she to judge?
  • But once she does understand her feelings, she turns into a very different person around you.
  • Now she’s blushing much more when talking to you, always asking you to join her to hang out and discus things that aren’t related to the cafe.
  • Seriously, how could you not notice that she didn’t take her eyes off of you when the two of you were watching a Zen’s DVD together?
  • “Is there something on my face?”
  •  No, but there’s a crack on hers!
  • This poor woman… she has this urge of being honest, but at the same time, she’s so scary of doing it and messing up her first true friendship…
  •  And though she loves romantic movies and such, she’s not exactly one to expect real life to be like those and get frustrated when realizing it’s not possible. 
  • Then it hits her! Well, life isn’t exactly as fictional romance, but: “MC, remember that musical Zen played a pirate falling for the princess?” “Yeah, what about it?”
  • “I’m the pirate to your princess…” Awkward silence… “No, I’m the pirate to your princess.”


Jumin

  • It would be hard for you to tell because he’s not super obvious about it.
  • I mean, he does take your opinion in consideration more than everybody else’s, he allows himself not to be so stiff and formal around you, he smiles so much around you, but, well… he’s kinda like this to Elizabeth as well, lol
  •  And he’s such a gentleman, so whenever he kisses the back of your hand, offers his jacket suit to you when it’s cold and treats you like a queen, for you, he’s just being polite like he was raised to be.
  • Like Jaehee, also debating on being honest and risking to lose something great. He never had someone to understand him so deeply like you do, what if he confesses and you reject him? Farewell to the most meaningful relationship he could ever have.
  • It comes to a point everybody in RFA knows his feelings for you. Everybody except you.
  • Even Zen is feeling bad for him.
  • Like: “Come on, dude! If you have something to say to her, just say it! You’re always so willing to say the weirdest shit around here and now you’re chickening out? Ugh… coward jerk!”
  • And for the first time, Jumin takes the bait and lets himself get caught by Zen’s teasing: “I’ll show you coward.”. Zen is like: “Okay, alright, let’s see what you got!”
  • “Good evening, MC! May I ask you something?” okay, this is it, guys, here he goes… “Would you be willing to try a hypothetical exercise for me?” What the hell?
  • “Yeah, sure, I guess…” “Marvelous. What would you say if I hypothetically said I have romantic feelings for you?”
  • MC is typing… HIS HEART IS ALMOST COMING OUT THROUGH HIS MOUTH, SEND HELP! “I would hypothetically say I feel the same way.” “I see. Would you go on a non-hypothetical date with me, then?” Watch and learn, Zen, watch and learn…

 

Saeyoung

  • He tried to ignore the feelings as much as he could, until he couldn’t lie to himself anymore
  • But through this process of convincing himself he didn’t like you, he probably convinced you as well.
  • So when he hugs you timidly, calls you late at night, talks to you until you fall asleep or finds excuses to see you in the most random hours of the day, to you he’s just being… well, him.
  • He would probably be someone that says “I love you” casually.
  • Like, you’re talking about whatever, he laughs and says: “Damn, MC! I just love you so much”.
  • But you don’t take it like he means it, to you he’s just one of those people who say “I love you” as in “Man, I can’t even with you sometimes…”
  • So you just laugh whenever he says he loves you. Your laugh is everything to him, but wouldn’t it be perfect if you took this seriously?
  • Low key he thinks it’s adorable how you can’t see something he’s not even trying to hide anymore. It’s part of your charms, it’s one of the reasons it makes him love you.
  • So one night you two were hanging in one of his babies, and he was being insanely flirty, singing along with the romantic song on the radio, straight up serenading you.
  • And you’re just smiling and laughing. When the song is over, he sighs and looks straight at you: “Damn, MC… I love you so much…”
  • “I love you too.” And by the way you slip your hand to hold his over the gear shift, he knows you mean exactly what you said. Damn, he really loves you…

Saeran

  • He knows he sucks tremendously  at showing his feelings
  • But come on, the fact that he bears your presence more than anyone else’s doesn’t really click anything on you?
  • And he… says things to you, he waits for your response, he pays so much attention in every single word you say and every gesture you make. Seriously, nothing?
  • He doesn’t like going out much, but you text him about getting ice cream and he answers immediately: “I’m ready and waiting at the door for you to pick me up. Hurry!”
  • He likes watching TV with you, he likes your jokes
  • It’s not like he’ll cackle or anything, but if that soft smirk on his lips doesn’t mean “marry me”, what else could it mean, for fuck’s sake?
  • The poor boy is even thinking of going to the extremes to…  ugh… ask advice from his brother.
  • But no, he needs to figure it out how to do this by himself. It’s a great way to start having a normal life!  Like, really really great, especially if you accept his feelings…
  • And well, if he doesn’t know how to get close to you in that sense, he’ll at least make sure none other guy even tries something with you.
  • “What the hell, Saeran? Are you jealous or something?” “Y-Yeah, I am jealous! So what?”
  • You blush, clearly surprised by his honesty: “So what that… it’s very cute… please do it more often…” oh, is this your own special way of saying “marry me”? He’s super down for this, to be honest.

I firmly believe Iwa loves space just as much as Oikawa does. Because there is no way they’ve been best friends since childhood and Iwa goes *sigh* every time Oikawa mentions something he’s THAT excited about.

Similarly, fight me: Oikawa likes Godzilla, too. These two nerds are so close - they care about each other’s interests simply because it’s the other who is interested. New Star Wars movie? New space documentary? You can bet Iwa is there with blankets and popcorn and born ready for an all-nighter. Godzilla reboot? Oikawa stands in line for two hours so he can get the best seats for himself and Iwa at the midnight screening on the first day.

Just. Miss me with this “ugh Shittykawa why do I have to sit through this documentary with you, aliens aren’t real, blahh”. I’m guilty of writing this, too, but I’m tired of it. Give me Iwa who has his own theories, who knows every line to ET and most of the MIB ones too, and who learned the constellations so he’d have something to impress Tooru with - to see the stars in his eyes.

Give me Oikawa who steals Iwa’s fan hoodies - yes, because they’re large and warm and they smell like his favorite person in the whole world, but also because he thinks they’re cool?? Because who wouldn’t want the arc reactor on their chest? (“Iron man, Iwa-chan! IRON MAN” - “of course he’s your favorite, why am I even surprised, he’s basically you?”)

Who wouldn’t want Godzilla on their shirt, really? Because while Oikawa doesn’t revere those movies like Iwa does, he still has a soft spot for them. Happens, when you listen to the 50 million reasons why your favorite person loves them.

ong seongwoo|enemies to lovers

Originally posted by lallainex91

member: ong seongwoo
genre: fluffy w a lil bit of angst
warnings: sexual harassment 
summary: school au! enemies to lovers au! you and seongwoo have always been secretly in love with each other but it’s always been hidden by endless pranks and teasing. one night, one closet and one confession will change everything.
requested: yes
enemies to lovers series: bae jinyoung | ong seongwoo | park jihoon | | kim jaehwan


  • you were known to be one of the most popular girls in the grade
  • you were sweet, sassy, confident, witty, gorgeous and just outgoing and friendly
  • surprisingly you used to be super shy in middle school but with your amazing best friend kang daniel you became much more social 
  • but even though you were known as a super sweet girl everyone knew you hated one person
  • he was the cockiest, most annoying and ridiculously good looking person you’ve ever met
  • ong seongwoo
  • he was one the most popular guys, funny, confident, hot, made everyone laugh, party animal, jock and was basically liked by everyone except you
  • and don’t get me wrong he hated you too
  • but that didn’t stop everyone in the whole entire school to ship you
  • especially your and his best friend daniel
  • “seriously y/n, when are you and seongwoo going to get together??” he’d say literally on a daily basis
  • go daniel the cupid!! lol tf is wrong with me
  • everyone would always say
  • “you guys would be the golden couple!”
  • “actually 2nd golden couple, you could never beat daehwi and jinyoung”
  • “no but actually you would look so good together”
  • “and the sexual chemistry between you is ridiculous”
  • you’d dismiss the comments and just roll your eyes 
  • but you couldn’t lie to yourself
  • you liked him a lot but you’d never admit it in a 100 years
  • you couldn’t help but smile sweetly at the incident which started the feud between you two 
  • which of course was when you fell for him
  • seongwoo was dared to pour a whole entire bucket of water on you by jaehwan because all his friends knew seongwoo had the biggest crush on you you didn’t know he had a crush on you tho
  • seongwoo as much as he liked you would never step down from a dare
  • so he did it
  • just as you were entering the cafeteria he poured a whole entire huge bucket of water all over you 
  • he was expecting you to slap him, or get super pissed
  • to his amazement and surprise you didn’t 
  • you felt the rush of water and you could tell by the laugh it was seongwoo
  • and you smiled to yourself knowing if you got pissed that means he would get the satisfaction
  • so instead you turned back to face him just to give a smirk and a raise of your eyebrow and then you screamed out
  • “WATER FIGHT!!!!!”
  • and it was a hot summer’s day so literally the cafeteria went into absolute chaos
  • people got their water bottles, cups, someone even got a hose
  • and water was everywhere, with people running around and screaming 
  • it was one of the best lunches even afternoon classes got cancelled because literally everyone was soaked head to toe even the teachers
  • and the cafeteria was basically just looked like it was in a flood
  • just as the water fight started, you filled up the bucket he used on you 
  • and seongwoo was just in awe of you of turning this whole entire thing on him
  • you walked up to him still drenched and with the same exact bucket he poured water on you, you poured it on him
  • he couldn’t help but smile brightly as you did thinking
  • “shit this one hell of a girl”
  • and you were smiling the whole time 
  • you couldn’t help yourself but admire his smile, his joking casual attitude, and him wanting to make people smile
  • but you also thought he’s such a cocky jerk but you knew 
  • as you were pouring water all over him and he was grinning happily
  • you were gonna fall for him
  • and oh boy did you 
  • and then as the last droplet landed on him
  • you whispered in his ear “better luck next time”
  • you winked at him and walked off 
  • luckily he didn’t see your super red blush and couldn’t hear your racing heart
  • he also was trying to stop his ears from going bright red and to stop smiling the goofy adorable smile he knew he had on his face
  • he stared at you the whole time as you walked away from him
  • but for the grande finale you rang the fire alarm in the cafeteria making the sprinklers go off 
  • then you just strutted out there like the boss ass bitch you were
  • and seongwoo literally fell so in love with you right there and then 
  • he knew he could never meet someone like you ever in his whole entire lifetime
  • someone finally outsmarted the great ong seongwoo
  • and he finally fell for someone
  • but that was like 6 months ago
  • in those 6 months you turned into enemies who secretly loved each other
  • seongwoo would do ANYTHING to get your attention
  • which usually meant annoying the shit out of you 
  • and constantly be super competitive 
  • but you couldn’t help but love it, any interaction with him made your heart flutter 
  • but literally in every test, exam, sports competition
  • you both would always be 1st or 2nd
  • and the bragging rights were huge 
  • “yah! y/n i ranked 1st in maths and guess where you are 2ndddd” he’d tease as the score sheet was up
  • “oh shut up, i beat you in english”
  • “and remember last week, aren’t you supposed to be in the soccer team?? how come i beat your team when we were playing soccer in sport??” you retorted
  • both of you stayed silent for a few moments thinking of that lesson
  • basically what happened was seongwoo was getting jealous at one of the guys, xiumin being too close to you
  • and he literally “accidentally” bumped into him super hard making xiumin fall
  • but he didn’t apologise and left him there making you super pissed off
  • after you helped him up and he told you he was fine
  • you stormed up to seongwoo and demanded
  • “apologise! you literally made him fall!!”
  • “why the hell should I?” he cockily remarked back
  • you stepped closer to him making people not sure whether you were gonna slap him or kiss him
  • you getting more aggravated basically shouted 
  • “GET YOUR ASS OVER THERE AND APOLOGISE!”
  • he scoffed at your remark making you want to strangle him and stepping so close to you your noses were touching and said 
  • “sweetheart, make me”
  • everyone was just staring at you two, the sexual tension was so thick literally no one said a thing
  • you were glaring daggers at him while he was casually smirking
  • then you sickly sweetly smiled at him and stepped on his foot super hard
  • and said “whoopsie”
  • you walked off as he was groaning in pain clutching his foot
  • these sort of incidents happened between you two
  • and everyone could see the sexual chemistry between you two shipping you two all the time
  • but all the hatred, teasing, snide comments stopped one night
  • you were both at a party, you weren’t really enjoying it 
  • feeling super duper jealous as you saw seongwoo dancing with at least 3 girls
  • minhyun noticed and said to you “yah y/n stop staring at seongwoo, you’re making it so obvious that you like him”
  • “i don’t like him minhyun-ah” you said with a sigh
  • “mhmmm sureee keep telling yourself that” sungwoon butted in sassily
  • “just make him jealous y/n he’ll be all over you in seconds” drawled jaehwan
  • “dance with woojin then, sexily of course” daniel said with a teasing wink
  • “all of you just stoppppp” you groaned
  • “jisung help me out here??” you pleaded at jisung
  • “as much i hate to admit, i agree with the boys” he said raising his hands up in surrender
  • you huffed and puffed and then said fine
  • you went up to woojin who was dancing in the centre of the dance floor
  • and you told him that you were trying to make seongwoo jealous so is it okay if you danced with him
  • luckily you guys were good friends but 
  • he still blushed so hard at first then shyly agreed
  • but once you were both dancing it just became a lot of fun
  • and of course seongwoo couldn’t help but get jealous and stare at you two
  • then the guys moved to him
  • enjoying making you two squirm
  • “seongwoo stop making it so obvious you’re jealous” sungwoon teasingly said
  • “ME?! jealous of y/n and woojin?? no way in hell would that happen” he denied outright
  • “seongwoo even me, i can tell you’re basically in love with her” jisung said exasperatedly 
  • “seriously though when are you going to ask her out” minhyun asked
  • seongwoo just sighed and gave up lying to them and said
  • “gosh i like her so much, it’s crazy, i’d do anything to get her attention, i have literally gone on no dates for 6 months, she’s perfect but she’d never like me, she probably hates my guts” he ended dejectedly
  • literally everybody rolled their eyes at that
  • “HOW IS IT THAT YOU DON’T REALISE SHE’S ALSO MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU??!!” daniel exclaimed throwing his hands in the air and then dramatically falling back onto the floor
  • “she’s doesn’t like me at all she hates my guts?” seongwoo said confused 
  • “okay hyung, look at y/n dancing with woojin right now, that’s to make you jealous okay? and you can tell by the way she’s literally looking at you every 5 seconds to make sure you’re watching” jihoon said slowly trying to explain to seongwoo 
  • seongwoo scoffed at first but then he noticed what jihoon said was right, you kept looking at him to make sure he was looking at you dancing
  • he started to grin broader and broader
  • as he realised what the guys were saying were right
  • he literally felt like doing the biggest happy dance 
  • he felt he was on the top of the world as he realised you liked him as well
  • on the other hand
  • you couldn’t help but blush at his intense gaze on you and the way he was smiling was making your heart melt
  • you excused yourself to woojin saying you were going to get a drink so you could calm and collect yourself
  • you headed upstairs and as you were relaxing in front of a door 
  • someone grabbed your wrist super tight and wrapped a hand around your mouth 
  • harshly pulling you into a small closet
  • your eyes meet some random man trying to kiss you
  • you could smell the alcohol in his breath 
  • you tried to get out of the closet but realised it was locked
  • your instincts kicked in and you started kicking and hitting and screaming for help
  • he restrained you and held you down making you feel desperate and helpless
  • after so much effort of getting him off you
  • screaming that he was a pedo and creep and to stop
  • he still tried to kiss you 
  • just as you were about to give up and let him kiss you 
  • the closet door flung right open
  • it was seongwoo
  • he saw you walk up the stairs and thought to leave you to be for a while before confessing but after 10 minutes he got worried
  • he knew there were a lot of drunk guys around and hoped nothing bad happened to you 
  • he went upstairs and found guanlin on his phone and asked him super concerned 
  • “guanlin-ah did you see y/n??!”
  • “no sorry hyung, i came up just like 2 minutes ago” guanlin said 
  • seongwoo than frantically tried to find you, going from room to room 
  • then he heard the banging from a closet
  • he then heard you scream 
  • and all he saw was red after
  • you couldn’t help but relax as you saw seongwoo
  • the guy gruffly said “get the hell out”
  • seongwoo said in a voice which was dangerously low
  • “you have 3 seconds to get your fucking filthy hands off the girl i love before i beat the crap out of you, 1, 2, 3″
  • the guy still hadn’t moved
  • he was basically ripped off from you then seongwoo got one punch in
  • before the guy scrambled out and slammed the closet door shut
  • you both realised you guys couldn’t get out but didn’t really care anymore just glad that it was all over
  • you relaxed as the guy wasn’t in your sight anymore
  • then you tried to process everything especially
  • the girl i love bit
  • but before you could say anything
  • two muscular arms wrapped around you super tight
  • you felt so warm and safe in seongwoo’s arms
  • he whispered into your ears “i was so worried about you”
  • your heart flutters as you hear the sincerity and concern in his voice
  • “thank you for saving me” you said your voice slightly trembling
  • still traumatised from the incident
  • “of course, don’t worry now, i’m here okay?” he said sweetly
  • “okay” you say sighing in relief
  • for a few minutes you just stood there just hugging each other
  • you eventually break apart and you couldn’t help but say 
  • “the girl you love huh?”
  • “i never said that” seongwoo denied adamantly 
  • “say it againnn” you tease 
  • “say what again?” he asks pretending to be clueless 
  • “that you love me” you say with a smirk you say stepping super close to him
  • you both stared intently into each others eyes and seongwoo’s eyes kept on flittering to your lips back to your eyes
  • making your heart beat faster than it ever has
  • seongwoo not even registering what he was doing 
  • softly kissed you at first in a way like asking your permission
  • and allowing you to break apart
  • you didn’t want that at all and you deepened the kiss 
  • he reciprocated almost immediately 
  • as it continues it continuously became more passionate
  • all the sexual chemistry between you basically exploded
  • you ran your hands through his hair
  • and he couldn’t help himself but fall in love even more as you kept on smiling as you kissed him
  • but as the kisses became more passionate
  • he’d bite your lips softly making you moan softly
  • he’d trail kisses all the way down to your collarbone
  • making you arch your back slightly
  • then he’d recapture your lips and kiss you over and over again 
  • you both end up making out for a solid 10 minutes
  • as you parted, seongwoo wore the cheekiest smile
  • you scolded him but you couldn’t help but smile
  • “wipe that smirk off your face ong seongwoo”
  • “yes dear’ he’d teasingly coo
  • you rolled your eyes
  • you guys ended up getting out of the closet by you picking the lock with a bobby pin
  • without saying goodbye to anyone, you grabbed your stuff and headed to seongwoo’s house
  • both your parents were out of town 
  • so you just stayed at his place for the night 
  • stop thinking so dirty no they did not do it
  • just because you were still scared at the incident of tonight
  • and seongwoo wanted to make sure you were okay
  • seongwoo gave you one go his t-shirts to change into and it was a simple loose black t shirt 
  • you went to seongwoo and twirled around and asked
  • “do i look okay?” 
  • seongwoo just cheekily smiled and couldn’t help but rush up to you and kiss you sweetly because of how good you looked in his shirt
  • and whispered
  • “you look perfect, you’ve always been perfect to me and you are the perfect girl for me”
  • “y/n will you be my girlfriend?”
  • he ended with a sweet forehead kiss and you nod and sweetly reply 
  • “as cheesy as it sounds i’ve basically been in love with you for the past 6 months so of course i will”
  • he’d kiss you softly after you said yes both of you grinning like you won the lottery 
  • you both end up talking for hours, eating junk food, while cuddling and 
  • laughing about how you hated each other and constantly teased each other and all the small arguments you guys had
  • after talking about the most random little things to the deepest secrets you’ve never revealed 
  • laughing you head off or teasingly arguing with each other 
  • you both were super exhausted
  • and you then ended up falling asleep in your favourite place in the world
  • in seongwoo’s arms
  • once you went to sleep seongwoo smiled at you in a way someone could if they were in love and before he passed out himself 
  • he whispered sweetly in your ear
  • sweet dreams, y/n, i love you”

THIS WAS A BLESSING TO WRITE!!! i love seongwoo so much he’s my bw and just AGH FEELS!!! also this was super rushed so whoops sorry. i hope the sexual harassment wasn’t too much and the makeout sesh you enjoyed ;) I’M ALSO TAGGING @starrywinters SO I CAN RUIN HER BIAS LIST and we will fangirl over how much we love seongwoo and how we’re unloyal hoes. Y’ALL SHOULD FOLLOW HER she has amazing fics

anyways hope you enjoyed it!!! love you all, message me and send me anons!

  • Victor: Chris help! I'm so Gay
  • Chris: *sigh* what did Yuuri do this time?
  • Victor: He smiled at me and the sun was hitting him so perfectly and he's so beautiful and perfect help I'm so Gay I want to marry him
  • Chris: Victor you two have been married for 2 years
  • Victor: I know but can I like EXTRA marry him? I want to be significantly more married to him than I am right now
On The Hotline

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Words: 1.8k

Summary: Anon requested phone sex with Jungkook. You got it. 

Originally posted by jkguks

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Okay but like Sukka is just such a good and pure and beautiful ship…

Can we just take a moment, a mere moment to appreciate these two.

The fact that they changed each other’s whole view of the world upon first meeting: Sokka’s chauvinism getting thrown out the window and Suki being inspired to look beyond her island home and make a difference in the war, in the world.

The fact that Suki makes Sokka feel so good about himself, as a character whose struggled with insecurities throughout the series (about being a non bender, about being a leader about what it means to be a man) to see him be with someone who talks about him so affectionately and with such admiration, that he didn’t even recognise she was talking about him! That just warms my heart.

And I just love how Suki has so much fun with him. She’s obviously spent, presumably, her whole life, being raised and trained as a fierce warrior, willing to throw island trespassers to a giant sea snake without batting an eyelash, yet with him she laughs, giggles even, she has fun, she sneaks backstage to meet the actors in a play, and he makes sand sculptures of her, which she (to everyone’s surprise) really likes, and it’s all so sweet.

She believes in him and trusted him to come for her when she was imprisoned. To Suki, Sokka isn’t just the ‘funny guy’ or the ‘meat and sarcasm guy’, he’s someone worth believing in, someone worth waiting for.

They are also just such a badass team! (fan and sword anybody??) And their mutual affinity for war paint and sharp weapons? Beautiful.

And another thing with Sukka that I just adore is that, unlike my other atla ships (with their political intrigue and reincarnated star crossed lovers, which I love very much don’t get me wrong lol.) there’s this uncomplicated beauty about Sukka. Just these two people who fell in love in a war torn world and found comfort, relatabilty and happiness in each other.

And

Just…

*happy sigh*

Sukka.

Dating Peter Parker Would Include... (but the better version)

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader (duhhhh)

Word Count: 1,049 words

Not Requested (I felt like I should post something and this was ten times quicker than writing a full imagine)

masterlist 

Originally posted by hardyness


•when he became Spider-Man, he didn’t want to tell you. It’s not that he didn’t trust you, it’s just that he didn’t want you to get hurt because of him

     •peter was surprised when you didn’t freak out and break up with him

     •“aren’t you, mad that I didn’t tell you?”

     •“why would I be mad? You did it to protect me. I understand why you didn’t tell me.”

     •he was completely shocked

     •“this is why I love you Y/N.”

     •which was also the first time he ever said that, and it made your heart melt

     •“I love you too pete.” You said, wrapping your arms around him tightly


•making out with him on his bed

     •and May almost catching you two


•let’s face it, watching cartoons like Bob’s Burgers and Rick and Morty is all the two of you do in your free time

     •besides playing video games for hours


•whenever you had a tough day, or needed to cry, peter would cuddle with you. You’d snuggle up into his chest while he wrapped his arms around your back


•his contact on your phone is my hero🤘🕸

•your contact on his phone is my muse😚


•watching movies together and eventually falling asleep with your back pressed to his chest

     •May would come from work to see the two of you on the couch, with happiness overwhelming her features


•helping each other out with homework


•making pillow forts (to watch the cartoons), like all the time


•hickies, sooooo many hickies 

      •on the both of you


•holding hands when he walks you to your classes at school


•when your on your period, peter would go to the store and buy you candy, medicine, comfort food and tampons/pads/whatever you usually use. (he would awkwardly do so as the cashier gave him a strange look)

     •he also tracks your period so he knows when he needs to buy you all these things

     •he’d show up at your house and one of your parents would open the door while he stood there awkwardly, holding up the bags. They let him inside the house, as he awkwardly rushed to your room


•the first time either of you get drunk, was together

     •it’d be new years eve, the both of you in his bedroom after stealing some cheap beer and vodka from his aunt’s party

     •“peter,” you hiccuped, “you are the most BEAUTIFUL creature I have ever seen.”

     •he’d be giggling nonstop 

     •“and, and you’re the most perfect arrangement of atoms I’ve ever seen.”

     •you took the bottle from his hands lazily, taking another sip

     •“I love you spidey” you mumbled,crawling onto his chest, and quickly falling asleep

     •he took the bottle from his hands, lazily placing it on the floor next to his bed “I love you too princess.”

     •even when he’s drunk, he’s still a sweetheart


•also him saying “WHY IS THE CEILING SPINNING-oh wait, I’m spinning.” *giggles*


•in junior year, you guys went to homecoming together, due to his…situation the year prior

     •you two were one of the only couples dancing when the dj played a slow song as everyone made an awkward circle around you (lmao hoco was never like this for me. just believe)

     •that night was absolutely perfect


•having one of your friends drive away from the city to a deserted part of the suburbs to look up at the stars surrounding you

     •you two were wrapped up in blankets, laying on top of a pile of pillows in the back of the truck


•nerdy jokes, ALL THE TIME

     •“Hey Y/N, what did the cell say to his sister when she stepped on his foot? Mitosis.” He burst out into fits of laughter, as Y/N giggled


•watching star wars with him at least once a week

     •“The force will be with you. Always.” He recited perfectly with a goofy grin, making you smile


•borrowing his sweaters and wearing them to school

     •“Is that my shirt?”

     •a blush appeared on your cheeks as you nodded your head

     •Peter smiled softly while grabbing your hand, “It looks cute on you,”


•making those bomb ass holiday cookies together


•on Halloween, one of your friends was having a costume party

     •you wanted to surprise him with your costume, so you were both going separately

     •when you walked through the front door, with loud music and drunk teenagers, you immediately saw peter

     •and he immediately saw you

     •Ned was wearing an Indiana Jones costume, and Peter was wearing a Luke Skywalker one

     •but you on the other hand, you wore a spider-man costume (of course)

     •instead of a mask, it had a low hood with the eyes on the mask on it

     •the costume was basically a one piece swim suit with a hood (or if you want it to be, it could be a fucking nice ass pj onesie)

     •peter’s mouth was opened wide

     •“you dressed up as your hero, and I dressed up as mine.” you said with a small smile

     •peter was completely awe struck


•he absolutely loves cuddling with you and just kissing you all over


•(as nerdy as it sounds) library dates and study dates


•cleaning up his cuts

     •“peter, you have to be more careful.” you mumbled with tears in your eyes. “you go out there and save people and beat bad guys. But one day, you might not come back.”

     •“y/n,” he sighed as he sat up to make better eye contact, “I’ll always come back to you.”


•for your birthday, peter saved up as much money as he could’ve and he bought you a VERY expensive ring, with ‘always’ engraved on the inside with the date that the two of you started dating

     •“yo-you aren’t proposing right?”

     •he laughed, “no, I just- I thought- the ring suites you and I thought…that maybe, I-I don’t know. It’s a promise that I’ll love you forever.”

     •im SCREAMING

     •you melted at the thought, and from the fact that you two have been dating for so long and he still manages to be nervous around you

     •"god, why are you the best boyfriend?“

S/O flinching in a fight

Jin

Jin was still annoyed. “You could have told me you were leaving! I though you were missing or someone took you or something. How could you be so stupid?” He yelled. You and the boys had been at a club, but you hated it, so you left. Now, all you could think was how scary Jin was when he was mad.

Jin was still yelling, moving his hands and arms around as he did. Some came close to you, but one just came to close and you flinched back. Jin instantly froze and looked at you, realizing what had happened. “Y/n, you don’t think I’d actually hit you, did you?”

You shook your head, trying to explain it was a natural reaction for anyone when he hugged you.”I’m sorry, I just want you to stay safe and I don’t ever mean to make you scared. Please believe me.” He said, covering your forehead in kisses. “Please.”

Originally posted by lavender-kills


Suga

 You knew making Suga was a bad idea, and you knew pestering him would do it, especially with the comeback being so soon. Yet, you still went to bother him anyways. 

He began playfully throwing things at you,trying to convince you to leave, but this was the time you stepped over the line. He gritted his teeth and threw the water bottle, missing you barely. You flinched back from the throw, yet he didn’t seem to care, so you ran off with tears in your eyes. 

That night, Suga came into your guy’s room. You pretended to be asleep so you wouldn’t have to talk when he sat down and began playing with your hair. “I didn’t mean it.” he whispered out, not intending for you to hear. “I just got so angry and I couldn’t think. I know it’s no excuse, but I never wanted to hurt you or make you think I was trying to. I love you too much to do that.I hope you forgive me.”

He laid down facing you, but hands to himself and sighed. You rolled over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.”Don’t worry. I do.”

Originally posted by yoonseokismyreligion


J-Hope

J-hope was always loud, but when he was mad, it mad all the difference. The two of you were currently in an argument when he got slightly too close and slightly too loud. You flinched back as he yelled, involuntarily pushing him back slightly.

J-hope looked down at your hands then up to you, tilting his head slightly. “What? Did you think I was gonna hit you or something like that?” he scoffed. You tried explaining when he realized that  exactly what you had though. He felt part of his heart break and engulfed you in a hug. 

“No matter what’s wrong or how mad I get, I will never do that. I promise. I love you too much.”

Originally posted by jhopingforhoseok


Rap Monster

Rap Monster was always careful around you, knowing your past wasn’t the best. Yet, when he was mad, he lost most of his rational thought. “You can’t just take my things y/n. I needed that today and I didn’t have it cause of you.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d mind.”

“You didn’t think? That much is evident.” he raised his hand to his head, emphasizing his point, but all you could see was the hand coming down. You flinched backwards, breathing heavily.

“No, no, no, no.I didn’t mean to scare you baby. Oh god. Come here.” he said, pulling you into his chest. You sobbed quietly into his chest as he rubbed your back. “I love you. Please forgive me.”

Originally posted by chimchams


Jimin

The only time you’ve ever been scared of Jimin was when he didn’t eat properly. You were getting worried and he didn’t seem to care. “Im fine Jagi. I promise.”

“You haven’t eaten all day. Please ju-”

“I said I’m fine. I’m not some child you have to take care of ya know.” He yelled, throwing his heads up in frustration. You stumbled back slightly, thinking you almost got hit. You knew he didn’t mean to scare you or anything, but that didn’t stop his heart from breaking. “You didn’t think I’d actually-” he trailed off and tears began forming. His covered his face with his eyes as he began crying.

“I’m sorry. I’ve just been so stressed and now I’ve scared you. I didn’t mean to. I really didn’t.”

Originally posted by kpoptasteslikesin


V

V and you often play fought. You’d throw weak punches or slightly kick each other, mainly just to get attention. Yet,when V was mad, you couldn’t tell if he’d actually throw one or not. You flinched back and began to shake.

V took a minute or two to notice, but surely did, He wasn’t sure what to say, so he just hugged you and gave you small kisses all over. You understood what he meant and turned to face him,snuggling close to him.

He held you close as he began singing “You are my sunshine” to you. Even though nothing was said, you both understood everything that was said between you guys.

Originally posted by bangts


Jungkook

You’d seen how protective kookie could be of you, but you never thought you’d be on the receiving end of the yelling. You couldn’t even remember what the fight was about anymore. All you knew was that kookie was yelling and motioning to stuff, one hand came a little close, and now you were on the floor after tripping backwards from flinching. 

Kookie looked down at you and instantly grabbed you hands to help you up. “How did you fall? are you okay? What hap-” A look of clarity washed over his face. “Did you fall because of me?” You nodded and dusted yourself off before Jungkook attacked you in a hug.

“I’m so sorry. You too precious for me to do anything like that too you.”

Originally posted by holy-yoongi