It’s definitely going to suck at first, but you will accidentally have fun, I promise. Okay folks, this whole sedentary lifestyle thing isn’t working anymore.
It’s definitely going to suck at first, but you will accidentally have fun, I promise.
Exercise is anything that elevates your heart rate or takes your body outside of its normal comfort zone- you don’t have to go to a gym to do either one
Don’t use exercise as an excuse to eat junk! Bad food decisions don’t cancel out.
Yoga/stretching is the easiest way to get your blood flowing with minimal effort
Running or biking is a close second
Consistency is way more important than cramming in 3 miles in one day
if you’re doing cardio, follow up with a cool down stretch or light jog. Take care of yourself!!
Exercise after your school/workday is over (instead of taking a nap). You’ll have more energy to tackle homework, and you’ll get a better night’s sleep.
Make a playlist filled with super bright and obnoxious songs. Works every time.
If you use the Pomodoro method to study, try to fit yoga/stretching into the breaks.
If “regular” exersize isn’t your thing:
Take 5-10 minutes to dance enthusiastically in your room, that’s so much better than nothing.
Get creative with your friends. Instead of meeting for coffee, go on a hike, frisbee in the park, etc.
Small things like taking the stairs instead of the elevator do add up.
If you drive, park a little farther away.
Keep track of your steps. My phone’s health app has a pedometer but they’re really cheap on amazon- please don’t splurge on a Fitbit.
We found each other here. And, yeah… Half the time I want to strangle you, but we’ve had kisses, and cocoa, and stars, and dancing. That’s so much more than nothing. If one of us doesn’t make it, the other one can’t end up like the Dean. Mad and bitter and destroying everything we touch.
Request: Hi I was wondering if you could do a Gdragon au/imagine in which he is in love with his best friends gf and ends up dating the reader to get over his friends gf and the reader notices how jiyong can’t seem to keep his eyes off the other girl & does whatever he can for the girl & goes all out for her especially on special occasions. Please and thank you. ☺
Maybe you should have listened to your mother, you shouldn’t go falling in love with the first handsome face that shows interest in you. You end up breaking down at 11 PM in the back of a cab taking you home.
It started almost a year and a half ago months ago…..
Your good friend Song Hanbi, a co-worker gone best friend began dating this boy Do Minchan who she had known basically all her life. You were happy for her and one night she invited you out to meet him and you met his best friend Kwon Jiyong. It was love at first sight for you, he just seemed like the most perfect guy. He even shared an interest in you. But you didn’t know how forced it was at that point. You didn’t know he was in love with his childhood crush still. You didn’t know that he was doing his best to get over her by getting with her best friend. You didn’t know how heart broken you would end up with him.
It took 4 months to see the way he seemed to be so sweet with Hanbi still, he bought her treats when he was out. You always felt disappointed that he didn’t seem to get you something, he would always apologize and say he thought of her when he was passing by it. He would bring flowers to your work and give them to you, he would give glances over at Hanbi until she came over and joined your conversation. She was oblivious as you wish you could have been but you avoided it because you wanted to pretend even for a short time that the first time in your life a guy actually liked you.
You weren’t Miss Popular in high school. Most boys wouldn’t come to you unless they needed help with something or wanted to copy your homework. You were friendzoned by most men because you just didn’t seem to fit anyone’s type. Jiyong was the first boy to kiss you, the first boy to hold your hand, and to hug you with real emotion other than quick excitement. He was trying his damnedest to fall in love with you but Hanbi was still the light in his eyes.
Your first anniversary came along, you waited for him for hours. He didn’t call you, text you, or let you know in anyway where he was. You ended up leaving the restaurant alone and embarrassed. You went to work the next day and saw that Hanbi didn’t look the best herself, she explained that Jiyong had dropped everything and came over because she had a big fight with Minchan. He comforted his best friend, well that’s the way you were trying to make yourself feel then. He ended up in front of your placed with a teddy bear and chocolates hoping you would forgive him and what he had done the night before. Of course you put on a smile and hid the monster hurt that was building up so harshly in you.
He had never seen you cry. He didn’t really seem to notice anything other than your smile. He didn’t question why you were always so positive and he didn’t want to know. He wanted to pretend that you two had something good with one another and that he was slowly getting over Hanbi but he was lying to himself so horribly when he did it.
Your birthday was last week, he took a notification on a SNS for him to realize it. That was the first time he realized how disappointed you were. He tried to make it up to you but it was the first time he knew he was on rocky ground with you. He managed to talk you into a kiss and took it a bit farther and the two of you had your first time together to attempt to forget it all. The rest of the week you put on a smile and pretended to be okay but you were going to break soon, he didn’t know that and you didn’t know that yourself but it was going to hit you like a 2 ton brick that you were in a very shitty relationship with Kwon Jiyong.
Today you had taken Hanbi out until Jiyong texted you to come to a location so you all could meet up for dinner. When you arrived you realized that she got a surprise party, it wasn’t until Minchan told you that it was all Jiyong’s idea and that he was determined to make it special for one of his best friends. Jiyong had even told him that he did some super amazing thing for your birthday to justify what he was doing today. You realized Minchan and Hanbi were so clueless while you were the only one who seemed to realize what he was doing.
“Jiyong is so sweet” Hanbi says as she grabbed your hands “he’s always been so amazing for my birthday” she then says “Minchan told me that he cooked you a meal, made you a bath, and sealed the deal” she says bumping you lightly. You gave a light smile “yeah” you say quietly hoping your voice didn’t crack at all. You were lying to keep the mood happy. “Do you mind if him and I dance then. When we were younger he taught me how to slow dance-” “go ahead, it’s what the two of you want” you tell her as she smiled and headed off.
You saw the way his face lit up and he made sure it was okay with Minchan who was a bit tipsy but was nothing but okay with it. Stood off to the side as everyone watched the Jiyong and Hanbi dance, they looked like they were having so much fun and were nothing but happy. Alone in their own world.
That was the first time you felt a tear slide down your cheek. You would never have him. His heart would never be yours. You had given this man everything and now he was breaking you apart.
You wiped your cheek and grabbed your jacket off the back of the chair. You gave them one last look before you ran out. Flagging down a cab you had climbed in and told him your address. You leaned back and let out a light sob before growing quiet. Your eyes were gushing silent and sorrow filled tears. You wiped them and checked your phone which had been vibrating harshly in your hand the past few minutes. Jiyong and Hanbi had wondered where you went, you simply sent a text to Hanbi saying that something had come up at work and you were needed. You apologized a bunch and hoped that you didn’t ruin anything. You didn’t bother texting Jiyong back. You weren’t planning on it ever again.
Going on with your week you stayed as peppy as you could. You bought Hanbi a sweet little cupcake as an apology and she was nothing but happy. It wasn’t her fault and you weren’t going to hold it against her, she was mad for Minchan and had never seemed to talk about Jiyong in any other way than a best friend who was always so kind to her.
Jiyong even called you in the middle of your conversation and you simply ignored it “are you two okay?” she asked you, you smiled again to her “no” you spoke truthfully as your eyes glossed over “he’s a great guy but I don’t think that I’m the person he wants to love” you tell her. “Oh honey, he likes you a lot-” “Hanbi please don’t” you whisper as she stopped “his eyes are on another girl” you tell her as your phone went off again and Jiyong’s picture popped up again. “Please don’t be mad at me for this” you say to her as she shook her head “no, you should be happy even if it’s not my best friend” she said to you. She took your hand and gave it a light squeeze.
You packed up a few of the things that Jiyong had left at your place along with a few little gifts including the teddy bear given to you for your anniversary and sat them by your door. Jiyong showed up at your door later on that week with a concerned look on his face. “Y/N is everything alright?” he asked as he stood there at your door. “I get it that’s all” you tell him “what do you mean you get it?” he asked you. You picked up the box by the door and smiled softly at him “I know what it’s like to be in love with someone who doesn’t feel the same” you tell him as you passed the box to him.
It clicked in his head at that moment, you knew. You knew he had a thing for Hanbi and how he put her first above you, his own girlfriend. That two weeks ago was really the moment you guys were standing on thin ice. He realized he was horrible for using you like that.
His mouth opened as his eyes glassed over, he wanted to say sorry. He wanted to say so much but nothing would come out. You were trying to stay as tough as you could “good bye Jiyong, I hope you can find someone who can make those feelings disappear” you tell him as your front door closed. “I’m so sorry” he whispered, something finally came out of his mouth. “I’m so sorry for hurting you” he whispered as he stepped away from the door.
On the other side of the door you were leaning against it, quietly crying and listening to the words he spoke. You listened to his heavy shoes walk away from your door and you were all alone in your world again.
Your mom was right.
Never fall in love with the first boy to show interest in you.
A/N: This is based off my own experience in dance class when I thought I was alone
Warnings: bad writing,
Ahuhahuh, gyeah Rihanna Ahuhahuh, Good Girl Gone Bad Ahuhahuh, take three, action Ahuhahuh, ho!
You are dancing to your favorite song, Umbrella by Rihanna, using the choreography that you and your best friend Tom Holland created for his battle against your other friend, Zendaya for lip-sync battle. The beat filled the room as you spun across the floor in tight circles. You were in time with the music.
You had my heart and we’ll never be worlds apart Maybe in magazines but you’ll still be my star Baby ‘cause in the dark, you can’t see shiny cars And that’s when you need me there, with you I’ll always share
You loved nothing so much as dancing. You dance everywhere you went, even when you were on set for the next Avengers movie, sometimes your co-stars and directors would sometimes scold you for it, but you didn’t care. Dancing aside from acting, was your oxygen.
Because when the sun shines we?ll shine together
Told you I’ll be here forever
Said I’ll always be your friend Took an oath I'ma stick it out ‘til the end
You danced with all you had in that moment, focusing on the music and smiling gently to yourself. All while you were dancing, you didn’t realize that your two friends, Sebastian Stan and Tom Holland were standing the door frame the whole time to watch you dance. They saw how happy you looked when you danced, and that could be seen through your movements. It one of the many reasons why they both fell in love with you. To them, you are the most beautiful, sensual, sexy, talented, woman they had ever laid their eyes on.
Now that it’s raining more than ever Know that we’ll still have each other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay Under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay Under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay Under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Once the music ended, you stopped on a pose, your chest raising up and down from your breathing. Both of the guys clapped for you, which startled you a little bit. You looked over at Sebastian and Tom with a smile. “Enjoying the show, boys?” you say, fixing your hair that had gotten a little unruly when you danced.
“As a matter of a fact, we were then you had to go and ruin it,” Tom said as you all chuckled.
“Oh really? And what did I do to ruin that?” You asked as you took a swing of water.
“You stopped.” Sebastian said, his eyes gazing into yours, making you giggle “Of course I stopped, the song ended.” You say as all three of you laughed. “You want to grab a bit to eat before we have to be back on set?” Tom asked He raised an eyebrow in hopes that he finally get something to eat. You giggled once more. "Sure Tom, just let me get changed and we all can grab something to eat.’” you say as you grabbed your dance bag. “Yess!!!” Tom said as he jumped up and down in excitement, causing you and Sebastian to laugh once more.
Dancing in a crowd of sweaty strangers, my ass grinding against Stiles Stilinski’s crotch was not exactly how I had thought my night would go.
Not that I was complaining too much.
I mean, sure, it was hot and muggy in here, my skin was flushed, and I was sweating from my head to my toes. But really, I didn’t mind. Mostly because Stiles’ hot breath was on my neck, his lips grazing the skin every now and then and sending shivers down my spine. His hands were on my hips, squeezing once in a while and pulling me against him. I’d catch a groan slip through his lips and into my ear occasionally, drowning out the loud music.
So no, I wasn’t really complaining.
“Damn, Y/N,” I heard Stiles say over the music. “You can move.” I threw a smirk back at him over my shoulder, deciding to kick it up. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.
I pressed my back to Stiles’ chest, our whole bodies touching, and wrapped my arms loosely around his neck. My lips just grazed the side of his jaw as I rotated my hips to the beat, making sure to press up against him with a bit more force.
“Fuck,” he mumbled, hands traveling up to my sides, then back down to slip under the hem of my shirt. His touch burned my skin in the most delicious way, making me want to feel more it. I turned to face him, pressing my chest to his to emphasize my cleavage, and bringing his lips down to hover right over mine.
“Stiles,” I practically moaned, my eyes closed in pleasure. He drew in a sharp breath, along with a curse, and I smirked to myself in my mind. I knew that would drive him absolutely crazy.
Stiles’ lips pressing my mine wasn’t a shock, but the sheer softness of his mouth combined with the demand in the kiss caught me off guard. I returned his fervor, darting my tongue out to swipe at his bottom lip and groaning my approval when he allowed me to lick in and taste him. One of Stiles’ hands trailed up my spine to wrap in my hair, holding me close.
We pulled away to catch our breath and I took the opportunity to turn back around and begin grinding on him once more. I definitely felt something pressing back, grinning to myself. I tried to put some space between us, but Stiles caught on, pulling me back to him roughly.
“Oh no you don’t, you little tease,” he breathed into my ear. I bit my lip in an effort to stop the groan building in my throat.
The next thing I knew, Stiles was pulling me through the club, weaving around people and couples with a determination I had never seen in him before. I couldn’t even ask where he was leading me, but I got my answer soon enough when I saw the red exit sign on the wall.
Excitement bubbled up within me at the realization of what was about to happen.
Stiles burst through the door into a dim alley, pushing me against the wall as soon as the door closed. His lips were on mine in an instant, then gone before I could comprehend.
“Think you can tease me and get away with it?” he husked in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “Grinding against me, getting me turned on.” My only answer was a breathy moan and my fists tightening in Stiles’ shirt.
Stiles’ mouth was on my jaw, working to my neck, as his hands hiked up my skirt. I gasped when his fingers brushed across my panties, heat pooling in my core.
“Gotta make this fast, baby,” Stiles said, pulling my underwear to the side and running his fingers through my folds down to my entrance, carefully pushing in. My nails dug into his shoulders, eyes falling shut and head thrown back against the wall. “Shit, you’re already so ready for me.”
“God, Stiles,” I gasped, lifting my leg to wrap around his waist. He scrambled to undo his belt, pushing his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his hard cock. I watched impatiently as Stiles lined himself up before slowly pushing into me.
After letting me adjust for a moment, Stiles started to move. He picked up the pace quickly, pounding into me in no time at all. That beautiful pressure was building rapidly inside me, threatening to break at any moment. When Stiles moved a hand to thumb at my clit, I lost it, burying my face in his shoulder to muffle my cries.
After a few more thrusts, Stiles was right there with me, groaning my name into my ear as he came. We stood there together, coming down and trying to catch our breath. I couldn’t help but laugh lightly at the realization of the situation. Stiles pulled back and looked down at me with an amused grin.
38. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” (x)
Be careful when you’re LARPing, kids!
It’s probably one of the most embarrassing moments of his life.
Dean blinks up at the hot stranger who stares back down at him, and he’s pretty sure the embarrassing-ness of this situation just geared up by a hundred. Times infinity. Times infinity infinity–
“Are you alright?” the hot stranger asks with a slight frown resting between his brows, and Dean takes that exact moment to realize that his head is resting on hot stranger’s lap.
“Um.” Someone in the distance is yelling to hold, and Dean gets off of the guy’s lap, his face blazing. The guy’s gaze follows after him, curiously watching Dean as he tries to hide how mortified he feels right now. “Fine. Thanks.”
I woke up from the sun peeking through the gap of the closed blinds. Remembering where I was, I rubbed my eyes, turning to face Jackson. I smiled at the sleeping beauty, ruffling his hair a little with my fingers before deciding it was best to go back to the sofa before anyone noticed. However, as soon as I went to pull away, Jackson’s hands gripped my waist, pulling me back to him.
“Stay,” He whispered, his morning voice was so soothing, I could’ve stayed with him all day.
“The others will notice.” I whispered back, shimmying the shorts back up my legs whilst still laying down.
“I dont mind.” He smiled, his eyes still closed as he tried to get his own way.
“I’ll see you out there.” I chuckled, shaking my head as I unclamped his hands from me, moving quietly past the sleeping Kang Joon and out the door. I heard people coming down the stairs as I jumped over the back of the couch, landing on the blanket from last night.
“Good morning newbie.” Gook Joo and Sunny smiled and I nodded in return as they walked into the kitchen. I felt a flood of relief wash over me as I realised no body knew about last night. Apart from Kang Joon. He wouldn’t say anything, would he?
I thought about it for a moment. Would I care? I mean, sure I hadn’t known Jackson very long. But there was something special about him. He was different. He seemed like the genuine kind of guy that you could take home to meet your parents. Not that it was ever going to happen. After last night, I wanted to get to know Jackson more. Take things slow. Which was unusual for me, considering my past.
It was Jong-ok that snapped me out of my daydream by waving her hand in front of my face chuckling. “Y/N, did you hear me?”
“Hmm?” I looked up at her raising my eyebrows, blushing slightly at how distracted I’d been by Jackson.
“I said that a few of us girls are going into town, if you would like to come.” She offered smiling at me like a mother.
“I would love to but I have nothing to wear, my clothes still haven’t been delivered.” I explained.
“I’m sure the girls can lend you some clothes, I would offer mine but they’re far from being your fashion.” She chuckled making me laugh too. “I’ll go ask them.” She patted my knee before heading into the kitchen.
It was about noon the time that everyone was out of bed. We sat around the table and ate breakfast together. Jackson was a couple of seats away with Kang Joon opposite me. I noticed the weird smirks he was giving me, praying that he wouldn’t chose now to expose the events of last night.
“Hey Y/N, sleep well last night?” He asked politely, however his eyes were full of mischief. I noticed Jackson stop mid conversation to listen to ours instead, obviously concerned with the outcome.
“Not as bad as I thought I would.” I replied calmly, not wanting to draw any more attention to myself.
“Really?” He raised his eyebrows as he took a sip of his orange juice. “I couldn’t sleep at all, I kept hearing weird nosies from the bed next to me.”
I watched Jackson glare at him. “You were sleeping like a baby when I woke up today.” He defended himself, or tried to change the subject. But his words were harsh. Nasty.
“You were probably sleep laughing again Jackson.” Young-Ji said from next to him, chuckling as she held his arm. He laughed back, leaning closer to her. I smiled softly, why was I so offended by her touching him? He wasn’t mine.
When everyone had finished eating, I began helping clear the table. “Y/N, I found the bad-assiest outfit I could for you.” Sunny came rushing up to me, holding out some black ripped jeans and a white singlet with a black cross on it, like the one G-Dragon wears in the Crooked music video. I thanked her before she went back upstairs to get ready.
“Jackson, can I use your shower again?” I called out, accidentally interrupting his conversation with Young-Ji.
“I told you yesterday, use it whenever.” He didn’t look at me. I just nodded, keeping my head down as I started to scold myself for getting feelings for someone I hardly knew. He seemed like a completely different person today.
I turned the shower on, stepping in as I let the warm water rush over my body. I closed my eyes, forgetting all the cares in the world as I began rapping Tablo’s version of Eyes, Nose, Lips. Rapping was my way of getting my feelings out. I was never one to admit them, telling someone how I felt made me weak. It was like I was too proud of anyone seeing the real me.
Stepping out of the bathroom wearing Sunny’s clothes, I bundled my towel into a ball when Jackson walked in.
“Hey,” He smiled sweetly, moving closer to me. “You look cute.” He mumbled as I watched him look me up and down.
“I don’t want to be cute.” I frowned slightly as he stepped closer, almost body to body.
“Too bad,” He took my hand, distracting me as he kissed my cheek. “You’re my cutie.”
I giggled, something I never did. I stopped myself, feeling my head lean into his lips instinctively.
“Wear my jacket again today, it’s cold out. It will be colder at the markets.” He advised me as he stepped back, grabbing the jacket I’d borrowed yesterday before helping me put it on.
“What are you gunna do today?” I asked curiously, tilting my head to the side.
“Wait for you to get home.” He smirked looking up at me, making me screw my face up. “So we can have another rap battle.”
“I kicked your ass last time.” I chuckled, watching him make his bed.
“No, you used a profanity which means you’re disqualified.” He corrected me, making me roll my eyes.
“So rappers don’t swear?” I asked, waiting for his response as I fiddled with the sleeves on the hoodie.
“Good ones don’t have to.” He sassed back, making me roll my eyes again.
“You sound like my mother.” I told him, watching him turn around and look at me in disgust.
“I dont want to be your mother.” He whined, jumping a little like a child having a tantrum.
“No, you wanna be my daddy.” I smirked, biting my lip as I watched his reaction.
“You make everything dirty!” He widened his eyes laughing.
“You love it.” I reminded him as Gook-Ju appeared in the doorway.
“We’re ready when you are.” She said smiling at me.
“Okay, i’m coming.” I nodded, following her out the door.
Jong-ok, Sunny and Gook Ju were all in the car, just as I went to get in, my phone started buzzing. The name that flashed across the screen made me know that it was important. They wouldn’t call me unless it wasn’t. Not now. Not after all this time.
“Hey girls, go ahead, I have to take this. I’ll meet you there.” I told them as I shut the car door, walking back up the driveway as I picked up the phone, making sure the car was out of sight.
“Y/N? It’s me.”
“Oh, I didn’t know if you’d still have my number saved or not.” He spoke.
“I don’t mean to sound rude, but, do you want something?” I sighed, leaning back against the wall.
“I just thought I’d warn you, the producers have asked me to make a guest appearance. I’m coming to the roommate house next week.”
“I just thought I’d let you know.” He spoke softer.
“Moved on yet?” I asked coldly.
“No,” He answered straight away. “You and Jackson seem to be getting on well.”
“Yeah, we are. He’s the nicest guy I’ve ever me.”
His sigh was audible from my end. “Y/N I-“
“I’ll see you next week.” I cut him off, immediately hanging up the phone. I wandered back inside the house, I really didn’t want to see him. The only person I wanted to see was standing on the other side of the door I was now outside.
I pushed open the door. “Jackson I-“ I cut myself off when the giggles from within the room erupted through my head. Girl giggles. Jackson was on his bed, hovering over Young-Ji, their faces inches apart. He was smiling like crazy, so was she. Already upset with the phone call, I felt my eyes begin to well up, betraying me. The sight of Jackson with her, doing what he’d done with me just the night before. I swallowed my pride, pulling my eyes away from the couple.
“Y/N, I thought you’d gone out.” He muttered, slowly sitting up as Young-Ji held on to his upper arms.
Clearly. I thought to myself as I looked down, frowning as I fiddled with my hands. “Uh yeah sorry.” I moved quickly, shutting the door as I almost ran to the house gym. I slammed the door, feeling the tears fall down my face as I leaned against the door. My chest was panting heavily, it felt so tight, like I couldn’t breath. Why was I doing this? Why did I feel this way? As much as I didn’t want to admit it, the phone call had nothing to do with the way I broke down. It was Jackson. I found myself falling for him, not knowing he was like it with everyone. I was stupid enough to let him in, this was no one’s fault apart from mine.
I locked the door as I pulled my phone from my pocket, connecting it to the speaker. I didn’t give a fuck who heard as I began playing Rhythm Ta, moving myself to the centre of the room as I took all my frustration out on the dance moves. I screamed, closing my eyes as I carried out the routine.
I only stopped when I needed a drink, after my tears had stopped. When I’d distracted myself so much by dancing that nothing else mattered. I grabbed my phone, I’d been in here an hour. I looked at myself in the mirror, sighing at the reflection. I noticed Jackson’s jacket behind me. The thought of it now made me sick. It’s like he’d marked me. You’re my cutie. His words from earlier frustrated me. The way he’d claimed me as one of his girls to fuck around with. Someone he could just toss away and pick up when he felt like it. Like a spoilt kid with too many toys. I grabbed the jacket from the bench, picking it up as I moved to unlock the door.
Jackson’s door was wide open when I got back to the hallway. I knocked anyway, noticing Jackson alone on his bed.
“Y/N, I-“ He sat up more, looking over at me.
“Thanks for letting me borrow it.” I spoke over him. Not wanting to listen to anything he had to say.
“Have you been crying?” His voice was soft, I hated the way he looked at me. As if he felt sorry for me. It was the same look as when I’d walked in on him and Young-Ji earlier.
“Why are you so shocked? Did you not think I had feelings?” I spoke numbly, my cheeks burning.
“No, I just,” He sighed. “Was it about earlier? I mean you looked upset with me and now you’re crying.”
I gritted my teeth, refraining from screaming my head off at him right now. “Not everything is about you Jackson. Okay? People have other shit going on in their life.” “Then talk to me.” He stood up, making me back up a little at the thought of him getting close to me.
“Why? So you can pretend to care?” I raised my eyebrows.
“I do care.” He sounded angry, his voice getting deeper.
I chuckled ironically, leaning my head back. “You and every guy I’ve ever dated.”
“Just stop putting up this front like you don’t care about anything and talk to me like a normal girl!” He yelled, I’d got him angry. Good. But I wasn’t going to get angry, oh no. I was going to stay calm.
“If you want me to break down crying in your arms while you pretend to be there for me, or tell you everything about me so you can pretend to listen, I won’t. So I suggest you go find a normal girl.”
His face went from angry to hurt in a matter of seconds. He realised what he’d said. But it was too late. I was shut off from him. The same as I’d been every other guy. “I’m sorry Y/N.”
“No you’re not.” I shook my head, speaking softly as a wave of pain washed over me. I blinked fast, trying to rid the build up of tears.
“I am. I’m sorry.” He widened his eyes, looking shocked at himself.
“You shouldn’t be. I mean, you’re right. I’m not a normal girl. I never will be. Thanks for the reminder.” I smiled weakly, walking away from his door before he could say anymore.
i’ve been thinking about @miraculer‘s Scary Sabine AU all weekend and how Mari would get super flustered around Chat Blanc and also how Mari can’t really be a normal teenage girl, and somehow that lead to me thinking about a shower scene like thing happening, but like Chat bursts into Mari’s room to tell her to get to safety and maybe it’s a weekend? so she’s in her pj’s ([ink bunny slippers are included fight me) and she’s singing along to ridiculous pop sings into a hair brush