the answer is almost all of them

anonymous asked:

I've been pretty bummed out lately. Schools killing me, making me have constant break downs every week, and I've been sad since I don't have anybody to talk to lately. Everyones busy and I understand that, I dont like to cling onto them, but lately its like my depression is making me think that they dont care about me, that they dont need me, and that im just a burden on them all. i've been like this for almost four days now... and i cant seem to get myself out of it.

Well let me tell you the one thing that i’m sure of:

You are not a burden. You may feel like you are because your depression is telling you that you are, but you aren’t. As you said, everyone has been busy. That doesn’t mean that they wouldn’t like to see you, who knows? Maybe they’re not in a good space or they’re totally overwhelmed with school just like you. What I would do is reach out to the friend you feel closest to and explain how you’ve been feeling. A strategy I would suggest is using “I” statements. For example, Instead of saying something like, “My depression is bad right now and you haven’t been there for me.” Try saying something like, “I am feeling super down right now and it would be awesome if I could talk to you.” This way it comes off less accusatory and you avoid possible conflict.

Is there anyway you could talk to someone about school? Maybe a parent, teacher, or counselor? If you’re struggling, remember there’s always extra help available! Try starting your homework as soon as you get home so that it doesn’t loom over your day. And if you aren’t doing well in a class keep your eye out for extra help at lunch. 

Sometimes you are going to feel more depressed than usual but these times will pass. When you have negative thoughts also keep in mind that this is your depression talking and that what it’s saying is not true. Remember that if you don’t have anyone to talk to you can always private message me! You are loved. You are cared about. You are going through a tough time but it won’t last forever. I’m going to challenge you to counteract these thoughts you’re having with positive ones. If you think, “No one cares about me,” remind yourself about your family, your pets (if you have any), your friends. If your depression say’s “you can’t do this” tell yourself you can etc…Keep pushing on! I know you’re going to be okay <3 xoxo

Originally posted by tana-the-dreamchaser

anonymous asked:

Feysand // 27

27. Who takes a long shower/ Who sings in the shower?

I don’t think either of them are big shower singers?? I think both of them are prone to long showers though, although I think Rhys is the champion of it, my pampered little boy. But I think they both dig relaxation on all levels and that showers/bathing/massages/spa stuff is almost like a form of self care for them. Plus it’s luxurious and indulgent in a way, so Rhys would totally dig it and take his time with the shampoos and different soaps. He has a million different scents. Mor makes fun of him for it. Feyre would too except that she frequently steals his fancy conditioner, so she won’t complain in order to shut Rhys up and keep him from noticing she takes it. (He totally notices.)

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A bit of fluff + a bit of angst (◡‿◡✿)

Almost there! Answering the so-asked question of what happENS WITH VIKTOR’S HAIRCOLOR- Well, it gets just a bit darker because of aesthetic purposes ★⌒(●ゝω・)bAlso gave him a proper mirror-slashed haircut for the moment!

Part 0 - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5AU Tag - DO NOT repost anywhere!

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Yuuri: As much as I love eating pork cutlet bowls…Nothing compares to being around Viktor. Even if he does weird things, I’d rather have him in my life than a fatty food.

[ OOC-Tan: I am so sorry for delays!! I’ve gotten so many asks! I’m answering them randomly, so I apologize if I take a bit to get to yours! Finals weeks is almost over, so I’m trying to do as many of these as I can! Also thank you all for the 800+ followers!! I’m stunned haha. ]

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everything was going too well, right 
what would be milo’s answer now?

presenting Lee Myung Wook, dog lover, single figure skater, Mamoru’s other best friend and son of Phichit and Seung Gil. He’s mostly like Phichit but he has the best bitch resting face of them all (you won’t believe it giving how bright is his smile)

Bonus:

Daniel De La Iglesia (or 季静洋Ji Jing Yang, peaceful ocean, I am still unsure if choosing his american name or chinese name), is Leo and Guang Hong’s firstborn and first of five siblings and Myung Wook’s almost boy–best friend.  

Yuri on Ice Lovechildren AU

Taeyang trolling CL on IG

It started with Taeyang commenting

‘’Dope video… congratz!!’’

on almost all CL’s recent posts

others joined the fun too

Taeyang started to encourage fans to join too

He posted this on IG

..and even taught fans the right way of using the joke

More YG members finally took notice of the joke

So CL answered to Taeyang’s constant trolling (on which he had to troll again)

But Taeyang wasn’t done

Now they both can’t stop

[She pulls out a collection of photographs] This is Rhiannon, without a doubt. [The picture, of Nicks, does not look like her] Well, you see, it turns. It goes right into…[she pulls out another photograph, of herself on stage with Lindsey] This is the killer. And the pale shadow of Dragon Boy, always behind me, always behind me. [She is speaking almost to herself, in a hoarse whisper] You see, I just want to make you realize that when I get carried off, really carried off into ‘Rhiannon’, it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m not carried off into Fleetwood Mac. ‘Cause I’m just as carried off into them. Rhiannon has to wait. She just has to wait; that’s all there is to it.

[Answer to why she refers to Rhiannon as ‘she’] Well, because…I don’t know why. She is some sort of reality. If I didn’t know she was a mythical character, I would think she lived down the street.

Stevie Nicks, Rolling Stone, 1979  

Listen

Say it 

Hm?

Say it 

You’re the man of my life

honestly the level of intimacy shown in this scene is so great that it’s almost too much? and you can feel it in particular when you simply listen to them say the words. you can hardly hear isak’s words, which makes them sound all the more intimate because it makes you ask yourself “am i actually supposed to hear this? am i supposed to hear those words that are whispered so quietly you can barely make out what he’s saying?” it makes you ask yourself these questions although the answer is obviously yes, because rationally you know that this is fiction, you know it’s a script and it’s a line that was written and that is meant to be heard. but still, it sounds so intimate that listening to it kind of makes you feel like you’re eavesdropping, like you’re a stranger in a room witnessing these two share a private momentbut that’s exactly what makes this show so brilliant and unique; it takes the viewer and brings them closer to the characters, and it’s a closeness that we’re not used to experience when watching characters on a screen. sure, tv shows and movies sometimes bring us close, but this close? it’s not really something i recall experiencing before

“Ahhh got it!” Sherlock jumped up from his chair and walked around the room tapping his fingers together.

“About time.” You laughed walking out of the kitchen. He gave you a funny look and turned around.

“He’s a scientist. How else would he have access to all those chemicals and, AND know how to use them? Ohhh I got you!  To think you almost had me fooled. Ooo, I have to tell John.” The world’s only consulting detective, grabbed his coat and made his way out the door.

“Sherlock—halt!” You yelled before walking over to him.

“Why are you leaving so quickly and with no goodbye?” You placed a hand on your hip and raised an eyebrow whilst waiting for an answer.

“I’ve had a breakthrough; I need to go get John.” He responded as he bounced around, ready to run, in the spot in front of you.

“Mr. Holmes,” You flipped his collar up like he prefers it, “All I ask of you is; to give me a kiss every time you leave, so I can have you with me in some sort of way in case something were to happen to you.” You ran your hands down his coat then let them fall to your side.

“I’m sorry.” He bent down to reach your lips then gave you a smile when he pulled away.

“Thank you– now go, the world needs saving Sherlock.” He spun around on his heel and began down the stairs. “Oh and Mycroft wants you to call him!”

“Tell him I’m busy!” He yelled from the bottom of the stairs. You let out a laugh and headed straight to your phone. With Sherlock’s newest break through, you knew he wouldn’t be home until later. You and Mary had gotten very close, so surely a girls night was in plan.

“Sure, I’ll be right over! Ooo, do you have my favorite biscuits?”

“Always.“ You answered laughing.

"Give me ten minutes.” Hanging up you noticed how you were suddenly craving tea, so you put the kettle on. As the water heated you cleaned up then waited for Mary to show up.

****

“Hello!” You heard a voice call from the front room. Walking out of the one you were in, you were met by Mary’s smile.

“Come in, come in! Have a seat. Would you like a cuppa?” You took her coat and bag and placed them on the rack.

“Yes, please. It’s colder than usual today. And to think our men will be running around London in this weather.” She said laughing.

“Ohh, I’m sure they can handle it.” You replied also laughing. You went to get her some tea with biscuits and were humming while doing so. You were thrown off when you turned around and saw Mary giving you a big smile.

“What? Do I have something on me?” You asked.

“No.” She answered shaking her head with a smile.

“Then what is it?”

“You’re glowing.” She smiled.

“Oh, we’ll thank you.” You laughed.

“No Y/N, you’re glowing.” She stuck her head out and looked at you.

“I’m not pregnant.” You denied her accusations.

“Y/N, I know a mother when I see one.” Mary smiled at you while you thought about everything that has seemed out of ordinary.  

“Oh my god.” You sat down looking around the room. “How do I tell Sherlock?”

*****
After Mary went home, you took a pregnancy test just to be sure and it was positive.

“This is for real.” You told yourself quietly.  Just a few minutes later Sherlock walked in so you went out to meet him.

“Hey.” You leaned on the door frame giving him a smile. “Did you solve the case?”

“Yes, as usual.” He smirked. He put his belongings down and looked at you again. Instantly he knew you were hiding something.

“Did something happen today?” He asked coming closer to you. You placed your hands on his face and gave him a kiss.

“Let’s sit down.” You followed right behind him and sat in the chair John would normally be in.

“So I’m just going to say it.”

“Mhmm.” His eyebrow lifted as curiosity set in.

“I’m pregnant…” You let out a deep breath. Sherlock didn’t move. He didn’t blink. For all you knew he wasn’t breathing. You sat there uncomfortable for the second time since meeting Sherlock. The first being when he told you your entire life story with just the way you smiled.

“Sherlock?” You put your head down to look in his eyes. “Are you alright? Do you want me to give you some space?”

“No.” He answered, shaking his head slowly.

“Ok, well I’m going to make some tea.” You got up and went to the kitchen. While you waited for the water, Sherlock came over and gave you a hug from behind.

“Oh– are you back, Mr. Sherlock Holmes?” You laughed turning around with his arms still around you.

“Think of all the cases he’ll be able to help me solve!” The detective looked around in thought, then to you.

“He’ll? You think it’s a boy?” You smirked.

“Well my mom did have two of them, it’s reasonable.”

“Oh lord, if he’s anything like you–”

“He’d be incredibly handsome, smart and love science.” Sherlock finished your sentence for you.

“Look out London.” You smiled giving out a slight laugh.

“There’s a new detective in town.” Sherlock grinned before bending down to kiss you.

I am not shy. Having a social disorder does not make you shy. I can be loud. I laugh a lot. I’m outspoken and will do crazy stuff. I can take up all the space and I can voice my opinion. I can take attention. But ONLY around people I’m comfortable with.

I get panicked at the shop. I can’t go shopping or anywhere on my own. I can’t pay for items by myself. I have to count my change 20 times first. If I can’t plan the conversation I won’t talk to them. Talking to people i don’t know is almost impossible and talking in front of people is torture. I have to rehearse the words yes Mrs every morning to answer a register. If I’m out alone i can’t breath. Someone is always judging me. The way I look, how i walk, the clothes i wear… if someone laughs it’s always at me. These thoughts will drown me. I am terrified of telling new people about my interests from fear of judgement. When out with friends i will always watch what i say, I might slip up otherwise and everyone will hate me. I worry my friends just don’t know how to get rid of me. Every. Single. Day. When I leave a social situation i always regret most of what I say and think nobody really likes me. They just tolerate me. When someone asks if I’m ok. I have to say yes. If I talk about my real feelings, they will think I’m annoying and won’t care. They will call me dramatic. So it’s easier to say I’m good. If a friend even jokes about me. I take it to heart and pretend it’s funny. The minute I’m alone, I think of ways to change. I dwell on awkward moments that I shouldn’t. I can’t make eye contact, its to much. I cross the street so I don’t pass anyone. I’m terrified when someone says can we talk. I have read this post about 100 times for mistakes, from fear someone will point out a flaw.

These are some of what I go through. But I am not shy. No where near. Don’t confuse the two. There’s shyness but there’s also social disorders. They are not the same thing.

Oblique Kick

Fighters with a wide range of possible strikes catch their opponents off guard by making them indecisive and hesitant to act. Jon Jones’ use of the “oblique kick” has been a revelation in MMA and has caught out virtually all of his opponents, keeping them at his preferred distance and making anxious to come forward. Holly Holm used it to good effect against Ronda, who had no answer to it (or anything else).

While the Oblique kick is still newish in MMA it is a cornerstone kick in Wing Chun. In Savate Its known as Chasse bas and can be used almost like a jab to help control distance and cause trepidation in your opponent.  

Is value doesn’t lie in the damage that it does (though it does hurt and can injure someone’s knee) but the disruption of your adversaries base, and how it helps you control the distance. 

This is honestly my favorite kick because of how easy it is to set up. Reblog and tell me yours.


THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

To answer your questions here is the final stepfamily of Phichit and they’re not really evil. Lilia is Lilia. Sala always runs off and her brother always follows her so they leave the chores to Phichit (and the reason he’s protective is because they almost got eaten by a witch as kids) 

All the characters already have roles assigned to them for the AU but those roles overlap with other roles as well (like in Once Upon A Time) 

Random ask meme I thought of y'all can reblog if ya want
  • 1. What does your full name mean? Have your parents told you where they got your name from? What did they almost name you?
  • 2. What feature of yours do people make the most positive comments about? (examples- hair, eyes, smile)
  • 3. How do you like your coffee/tea? If your not a coffee or tea person, what do you drink instead? How do you like it served?
  • 4. If you could move to any country you want and live there for the rest of your life, what country would it be?
  • 5. What is your aesthetic?
  • 6. Are there any aesthetics that you don't get the appeal of?
  • 7. What are your favorite smells?
  • 8. Do you like gemstones? What are your favorite kinds?
  • 9. Do you have any weird food combinations that you like?
  • 10. If you play video games, what are your favorite titles? What are your favorite tracks from their OSTs?
  • 11. Favorite 70s songs, if any?
  • 12. Favorite 80s songs, if any?
  • 13. Favorite 90s songs, if any?
  • 14. Favorite 2000s/2010s songs, if any?
  • 15. What songs make you feel happy?
  • 16. What songs make you feel nostalgic?
  • 17. What are your favorite instruments to hear in music?
  • 18. Are there any old fashion trends you want to come back?
  • 19. What's your favorite period of history? What do you like about it?
  • 20. Are there any small, regular, every-day sounds you hear that you just cannot stand?
  • 21. If you were a singer, what genre would you want to sing for? What genre do you think your voice would actually be most fit for?
  • 22. How do you organize your songs in music apps?
  • 23. What are your favorite sounds?
  • 24. You have a certain fictional character that you find comfort in when you feel sad? How happy do they make you? Do you ever sometimes wish they were real, and they were a friend of yours?
  • 25. Do you like to give your favorite fictional characters affectionate nicknames?
  • 26. Favorite 90s cartoon?
  • 27. Are you into Youtube? What kind of videos do you typically watch on there?
  • 28. If you could choose only one, which one of your favorite celebrities, if any, would you want to be best friends with?
  • 29. Do you like to collect things? If so, what do you collect?
  • 30. What's your favorite time of the day? What season of the year do you think it's best in?
  • 31. What's your favorite type of weather? How do you like it?
  • 32. Cats or dogs? Favorite type of breed of either of them? If you don't like cats or dogs, what animals do you like, and what are your favorite breeds of them?
  • 33. What's your favorite type of voice to listen to?
  • 34. If, and this is a very strong if, if you were to ever have children, what names would you give them? Why, if you have a reason?
  • 35. If you don't have any pets, or at least any pets you named, what pets would you buy, and what would you name them?

I almost let myself get sucked into Connie’s paranoia about her mom, and then I remembered that I’ve been there before. I think everybody has had this moment at one time or another when they were a kid. Your parents are late coming home from work or something, and you start to imagine all of the worst possible things that could have happened to them. 

Odds are that Dr. M just can’t answer her phone right now. It happens, but good luck getting Connie to understand that.

Supercorp: Dating

It occurs to Kara that this has been going on for a while, these lunches and dinners and coffees.  Not that she minds at all it’s just that it’s become so routine almost for them.  Jess no longer stops her at the door, Gary the security guy helps her at the door sometimes when she doesn’t haven’t an extra hand, Lena is always waiting for her.  It’s almost like they’re…..

“Are we dating?” asks Kara.  Lena looks up from her chicken lo mien with a bemused smile.  

“You can’t ask me that” says Lena pointing her fork at Kara.  

“Why not” pouts Kara, genuinely puzzled.  

“Because it assumes I know the answer.  Do these feel like dates to me?  Sure, but if they don’t to you, that’s fine.”  

It isn’t entirely, part of Lena would be crushed seeing as how she’s begun to fall for the young reporter, but she’d rather not lose this closeness and would keep it, no matter what form it came in.  

“So how long have we been dating?” asks Kara with a shy smile.

pleaseprotectbucky  asked:

Ok so I hate myself so, any insecure lance headcannons?

I have so many and almost all of them are based off of my own insecurities so this will be a fun ride.

  • While Lance was super extroverted in elementary school and he was always trying to make friends, he hit a wall when he realized that his peers were more prone to laughing at him rather than with him. He shut down when he hit fifth grade, keeping mostly to himself. It wasn’t until high school that he started to open up again, despite it being a slow and scary process.
    • He only had a couple friends during middle school. One of them turned out to be a pretty shitty friend when it came down to it, cue the impending trust issues. 
      • Hunk was the first person he was able to trust after this.
  • He clings to his friends pretty desperately, terrified of being left alone again. Despite everything, he still finds it hard to believe that people care about him. He knows it’s irrational but he can’t help it.
  • It’s because of his insecurities that he’s so competitive. It’s due to his lack of self-confidence that he’s so desperate to prove himself to others. Because maybe if they realize that he’s good at something they’ll care.
    • He’s so competitive it physically hurts sometimes, it’s a crushing pain in his chest that makes him despise his own competitiveness.
    • The fact that Keith engages in these competitions makes him feel a hell of a lot better about it.
  • He cries himself to sleep more often than he’d care to admit.
  • When he’s angry with himself he either shuts down or becomes louder. The second option is typically worse for him because it means that he’s focusing all of his energy into his voice in order to avoid breaking down.
    • When he’s shutting down his actions become more rushed and he curls in on himself.
  • Blue means everything to him because she accepted him for who he is. Despite this he’s terrified of loosing her and he tends to become super defensive whenever she’s being discussed.
  • He’s had multiple anxiety attacks out of a warped belief that his friends hate him and only tolerate him for appearance’s sake. Most of these fears come from his friends seemingly acting exasperated or ignoring him. In reality he tends to multiply their reactions to him and make it something that it isn’t.
    • Hardly any comforting words from his friends ever help with this because he’s been lied to before and he has no doubt that it will happen again.
  • He finds it sickeningly hard to move on. Instead he feels desperate to prove himself to those that let him down.
  • He feels useless because he has a hard time getting things done. Sometimes he just wants to sleep and ignore the world and hope that things will be better when he wakes up.

remyratio  asked:

Imagine a game night at Kara's place and Kara FEED Lena her own potsticker then everybody freeze and stare at them. Lena is so confused like "what's wrong?" and Alex answers "Kara almost never share her potsticker with anyone before" Lena never knows that because Kara does this to her all the time and today she learns that sharing food is one of Kara's greatest display of affection

Okay but Kara feeds Lena all the time?!

Like “Here, try this, it’s delicious!” Or “I saw this and thought you might like it, have a bite!”

And Lena just thinks it’s sweet!

But then after a night with the superfriends she realizes that it’s a huge deal! and that Kara does it because she’s just so smitten!!

Wrong Loves My Company.

A/N: I don’t know what this is. I got this idea one day, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I know this story may not be everyone’s cup of tea, if not that’s fine. But, I’m really excited about this series and I’m going on start part two today. I also have another series coming up called The After. So, don’t be surprised if I randomly post it. lol

Warning: None.

Word Count: 3656

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Description: Sometimes the guys can’t keep secrets. Sometimes that’s okay.

Genre: Fluff, High School! AU

Pairing: Oh Sehun x reader

Word Count: 2,779

Originally posted by luedeer


I’d been here at Baekhyun’s house for two hours, listening to the guys drone on and on about lame guy stuff. I didn’t quite know what they were talking about right now. I had tuned them all out awhile ago. It was me and four of the guys: Jongin, Chanyeol, Baek, and Kyungsoo. I loved them, but not enough to listen to them talk about… sports?

“But yo, when are tryouts?” I heard Chanyeol ask to no one in particular. Baekhyun answered almost immediately. “Next Thursday, but you have to have an updated physical and gear.” Chanyeol groaned. “That’s not even the best part. The gear has to be brand new. Literally fresh off the shelves and directly to the field or you practically won’t be allowed to tryout.” Baek’s statement made Chan groan louder. “Ugh, I hate tryout season. Like honestly, what’s wrong with the gear we already have? I literally replaced all my equipment last season. More importantly, what if we don’t even make the team. Then we have all this spanky new gear for nothing!” He ranted.

Kyungsoo spoke next. He didn’t speak often when they had conversations like this, but when he did it was good. “You suck at baseball, so you’re the only one that has to worry about that.” This made all the guys erupt into laughter, and even I broke out into a small giggle. Chan’s face turned red, partly from embarrassment. “Aye, leave him alone. At least he can make it to tryouts Mr.I’m-too-scared-to-tryout-for-basketball-so-I’m-just-gonna-hideout-in-the-library.” Kyungsoo gave Jongin a death glare. “That’s not what happened you doof. I had a stupid research paper to finish and the coaches made me go to the library to work on it.” Jongin cowered as Kyungsoo spoke. I didn’t know why though. Jongin was the only one that could get away with saying stuff like that it him. It was obvious that he had a soft spot for him. “Yeah, leave him alone guys. Besides, even if he could try out, he’s too short to make a basket.” Kyungsoo didn’t hesitate to jerk on a strand of Baekhyun’s hair as the guys burst into another bout of laughter. The digs the guys got on Kyungsoo was what usually got them the most riled up, mainly because it didn’t happen often seeing as how nobody wanted to get killed by one of his death stares.

I honestly couldn’t stand listening to them go on. “Can you guys not be so boring? I’m practically falling asleep.” All the guys looked at me with playful annoyance. “Did we ask you to speak?” Baekhyun asked, mocking a face of disgust. “Cause I don’t recall.”

“Aye, I don’t recall asking for permission to speak, not that I’d let any of you losers to grant me that right.”

The guys all let out in a chorus of “Ooooo.” Chanyeol was next to speak.“So sassy.” Baekhyun mumbled something under his breath right after him. I didn’t quite catch it all, but I caught some of it. “No wonder… on you…”

“Would you like to say that again Baek? Maybe a little louder?” I said, mocking a stern tone we’d all heard Baekhyun’s mother use with him. He was quite the sassafrass. He was constantly getting in trouble with his parents because he couldn’t stop himself from saying something sarcastic or snarky. He rolled eyes. “I SAID, NO WONDER OUR SASSY MAKNAE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!” He shouted even though we were all barely two feet away from each other. “Smartass.” I huffed crossing my arms. The guys got back into their previous conversation. I snatched my phone up from its place on the table behind us. I started mindlessly scrolling through social media. I wasn’t looking at anything in particular, I just wanted something to prevent me from going completely insane while the guys talked about… hockey?

I grabbed one of the cups off the table, and took a big gulp of the fizzy soda. No wonder our sassy maknae likes you. Baekhyun’s words from earlier popped back into my mind causing me to spit my drink out. It flew from my mouth and straight from my nostrils too. “Eww Y/n, what the fuck?” Chanyeol squealed. For someone so manly, he sure did squeal and scream alot. “sEHUN LIKES ME?!?!” Chanyeol nodded. He and Jongin started wiping the soda off the table, Baekhyun was drying himself off, and Kyungsoo had moved to the other side of the room. He’d just barely avoided getting soda spit on him because he had gotten up to fix himself more drink at the same time soda was spewing from my nose.

“He’s had feelings for you since like practically day one.” Jongin said just as he finished wiping off the table. “Yeah.” Baekhyun agreed. “It’s so obvious too. He’s always drooling over you when we’re all together.” My jaw dropped. There was no way in hell, Sehun, of all people, liked me. I had a major crush on him, and the universe was never ever kind enough to let your crush reciprocate feelings. I got a rag from the laundry room, wet it, and made sure the table was clean. Once I was done, I threw the rag back at Baekhyun for him to put it where it goes. Anytime any of us tried to help him straighten up the place he got upset.

“You guys can’t be serious.” I said. The guys loved to joke around, so I wholeheartedly believed this was another one of their pranks. “You should see the way he looks at you.” Kyungsoo stated, making his way back to the table once he was sure it was clean. “And when you’re not around, we can never get him to shut up about you. Y/n, this. Y/n, that. Makes me wanna slap the kid sometimes.” Jongin added. Something in me still didn’t quite believe them, but regardless I spilled my own feelings to them. “Well, I sorta maybe have feelings for him too.” I whispered, covering my face as soon as the words had left my lips.

“OH MY GOD! WE CAN SET YOU TWO UP!” Baekhyun screamed, jumping up and down in the process. Matchmaker, one of his favorite things to do. “No! He doesn’t know.” I said, feeling my face heat up. I knew exactly how the guys were, now that we were on this topic it would be awhile before we were on to something else. “You didn’t know how he felt about you, but look at you now.” Chanyeol said, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if this wasn’t sort of big deal. “Bye Yeollie, that’s different.” I whined, I was way too chicken to tell Sehun about my tiny, huge, crush on him. “Honestly, I’m content with him never knowing.” Before I had the chance to say anything else, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Jongdae.

From Dae: Okay but like dont hate me

From Dae: butttttttttttttttttt

From Dae: Something may or may not have slipped…

“I say you just waltz up to him and tell him how you feel.” Jongin suggested from his seat across from me at the table. “Jongin, that’s lame.” I said, quickly replying to the ominous text message I’d just received.

To Dae: Explain

“Or you could have one of us tell him, like me for example?” Baekhyun said, I was looking at him, but I could tell he was wearing the biggest grin of his life. “You only want to do it because you like being in other people’s business.” His first reply was a scoff. “Not true, I enjoy being kind and helping others around me.”

From Dae: SOOOO likeeeee

From Dae: I love you Y/n, you know that right??

I was starting to get impatient. What had he done this time? “Text him.” “Call him.” “Meet up with him. “Send him a letter.” “Send him an email.” “Send him a snapchat.” “Post in on Instagram.” “Slide in his DM’s.” The guys just starting shouting out suggestions. I couldn’t help but giggle as some of the options started to get ridiculous.

From Dae: Hunnie knows you like him

From Dae: dont kill me pls

I screamed as I typed out my reply. Jongdae was one of the first, and for a while the only, people to know about my crush on Sehun. The other was Yixing.

To Dae: HWO DOES SOEMTHIN LIKE THAT JUSST SLIP?!?!???!!??! >

To Dae: UGH im so gonna punch you next time I see you

To Dae: ur such a punk, i hate you

I didn’t notice, but the guys, all except for Baekhyun who moved to the other room to take a phone call, had moved behind me to peek over my shoulder. They were reading my messages. “Whelp, looks like you don’t even gotta worry about telling him now.” Chanyeol laughed, ruffling my hair, something he knew I hated with a passion. I punched his shoulder for revenge. “Leave me alone you crusty heathen.” I said, pushing the red haired giant away from me. He stumbled, and hit his side on the kitchen counter. I could tell the blow to his hip hurt, Chanyeol burst into a fit of giggles. He was so odd.

“Hey guys,” Baekhyun said. He tossed his phone back on the table, where it was pre-phone call. “Sehun and the others are coming over. Also what do you guys want to eat.” The four shouted food suggestions at Baekhyun. I didn’t understand how he understood all the clamour, but I was more focused on the fact that Sehun would be here any minute

From Dae: i luv you tho :’(

From Dae: Also we’re coming to Baek’s

Hearing the fact again made me scream.

To Dae: I KNOW

I pretty much continued screaming even though about thirty minutes had passed. I screamed even more when I heard a knock on the door. Luckily it only turned out to be the pizza we had ordered. We were supposed to wait for everyone to get here, but I was so anxious it was making me hungry. I ended up scarfing down close to a whole pizza by myself.

We always get like five orders of breadsticks, and I ate about one and a half of those. They weren’t even that good, but I was so nervous to see Sehun I couldn’t stop myself. I actually began pacing around the room as we awaited the other guys’ arrival. I was shook beyond belief. How was he gonna react? What was he gonna say? Was he even going to talk to me? Was everything going to be awkward the rest of the night? I didn’t know what to do, so when another knock came to the door I ended up screaming once more and hiding in Baekhyun’s room. I could hear Chanyeol laugh at me as I did so, but I didn’t care.

To Dae: Meet me in Baekhyun’s room ASAP

I assumed he got my message when about ten minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I had locked it just in case. “Open up!” He shouted through the door. I hurriedly unlocked it and went back to pacing. “Jongdae, I can barely breathe!” I uttered, my nerves causing my hands to start shaking. “Is that so?” I expected to hear Jongdae’s voice, but instead I was met with that of Sehun’s much deeper one. “WHY ARE YOU HERE?!?!?!” I screamed for the umpteenth time today. “The guys pushed me in here and said they wouldn’t let me out until we talked, so here I am.” I didn’t know what to do or say. Literally the only thing I could think to do was scream. But that was off the table considering I didn’t think the guys wanted to hear me do that again.

le boyz gc: I hate all of you

Eventually Sehun broke the silence which was different seeing as how besides Kyungsoo, he was the quietest out of all the guys.

“How long have you liked me?”

I almost choked because of his boldness. I mean leave it to Sehun to get straight to the point. “What do you mean?” I laughed nervously. “I’ve never liked you.” I’ve liked you since middle school.

“Don’t lie to me.” He said casually, moving from leaning against the bedroom door to sitting on Baekhyun’s bed. “Jongdae told me you’ve had a crush on me for a while now.” I mentally cursed Jongdae. Remind me not to tell any of the guys if I ever develop a crush on literally ANYONE EVER AGAIN!

.“For the record, I’ve liked you since that first time we all hung out at Chanyeol’s place.” I tried thinking back to the first time we ever went to Chan’s house. It was quite hard to manage seeing as how we’re always either at his or Baekhyun’s house. “What’s so special about us hanging out that one time?” I asked, trying to avert from the subject of me liking him. “I don’t know really.” He started. He stopped looking at me, and focused all his attention on his twiddling thumbs. “Just something about you struck out to me. It made me what to get to know you better.” “Are you glad you did?” I asked in a small voice. Sehun nodded vigorously. “It was the best decision I ever made to be honest.”

I could feel a warmth course through my body at his words. Now I have to tell him. I took a deep breath and finally spilled the truth. “I’ve had a crush on you since before high school. And ever since then just the thought of you makes me happy beyond belief.” I puffed, still not wanting to admit my true feelings for him. I looked over at Sehun. His entire face was lit up in result of what I’d told him. But he went for beaming to smirking in two seconds flat. He sat up off the bed, and stood about a foot away from me. “See how easy that was.” I punched his arm, causing him to start laughing. “Leave me alone.” After those words, he pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my head in his chest. I was able to get a whiff of his cologne, it was strong but not too overbearing. It was pleasant, but at the same time it was a savory scent. I didn’t want him to let go anytime soon, however we jumped away from each other as we heard Baekhyun yell “THEY BETTER NOT BE HAVING SEX IN MY ROOM, ON MY BED!!” and the door swing open.

The guys piled into the doorway. “Ew, look at the lovebirds.” Minseok teased from the front of the huddle. His words caused both Sehun and I to turn bright red from embarrassment. “I bet they were making out.” Chanyeol butted in, sticking his head farther into the room. “Shut up Chan!” I said, covering up my face as it got even brighter.

“Come on guys, pizza’s getting cold and we’re about to put on a movie.” Junmyeon said. I gave him an understanding nod. I went to speak, but before I could Jongin interrupted me. “Oh Y/n’s not hungry. She practically ate like three pizzas before you guys got here. Sehun had her super stressed out.” Everyone broke out into laughter, causing all my embarrassment levels to skyrocket. I buried my face in my hands, so no one would see just how red my face was getting. “It was more like one, let me live.” I pouted. Sehun wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him. “It’s okay babe.” He whispered in my ear. I ended up smiling like an idiot at his words. The guy I like just called me babe. What a world!

“Stop being gross, you’ve been together for like five seconds.” Baekhyun said, wearing an over exaggerated look of disgust. I couldn’t help but shake my head at him. We hadn’t talked about us actually dating yet. “Hey you guys, we should choose tonight’s movies carefully. The two love birds might get a little risky throughout them.” Kyungsoo said from the middle of the crowd of guys. This time Sehun and I joined in on the guy’s laughter. One by one, everyone eventually turned around and left the bedroom. Sehun and I exited the room, his arm still draped around my shoulder. Before we got into the living room, he placed a kiss on my forehead. Maybe we weren’t together just yet, but I could definitely get used to this.