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Blurry Pictures (Jumin x MC)

You go through the photos Jumin has taken of the two of you and find something peculiar in the blurry pictures.

Word Count: 692

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“Alright darling, smile.” Jumin hummed, lifting the camera to snap a photo of the two of you.

You knew the photo would come out blurry, it was apparent in every single picture he took.

Yet, in its own unique way, you found it absolutely adorable.

You held back your laughter, a smile stretching from ear to ear at the possibilities running in your head.

And as the small click from the phone went off, excitement bloomed inside of you.

“Let’s see it!” You exclaimed, leaning against him with wide eyes.

“You really want to?” He furrowed his brow. “You know that my photography skills…aren’t the best.”

“Well I think they’re fantastic,” You cooed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “And I’d love to see it.”

He sighed, a bit of disbelief hinted in his tone. “Okay, if you really want to.”

You nodded, taking hold of his phone as he handed it you, unable to wipe away his tender grin at your joy.

And as you suspected the photo was incredibly blurry, your faces being the only truly visible thing in the photograph that you could make out.

And of your faces you caught something.

Jumin’s gaze wasn’t focused on the camera but instead you, adoration painting his expression as he looked to you.

It was as if you hung the very stars every night.

“Jumin…” You glanced up to your husband, your voice light and surprised. “You didn’t pose for the picture…”

“You noticed…?” He laughed lightly, pink dusting his cheeks. “I’m sorry, I suppose I just got a bit distracted.”

Your heart pounded a mile a second, hardly able to think of your words before they sputtered out.

“Distracted?”

“Of course, sometimes I’m just a bit in awe that I have an angel by my side.” He confessed, love, lacing his response. “It just surprises me how blessed I am despite my uncountable flaws.”

“What’re you talking about?” You narrowed your eyes, lowering the phone.

“I don’t deserve you. So remembering that you are with me…just sometimes leaves me a bit overwhelmed. In a good way.”

“You don’t deserve me?” You puffed out your cheeks indignantly, your body tensing. “You shouldn’t talk about yourself like that.”

“Is it a lie?”

“Yes.” You nodded, certainty drenching you.

“I don’t think so-”

“The only thing that determines whether or not you deserve me is if you make me happy, and you do. Moreso than I thought possible.” You took his hand, squeezing it fondly. “You deserve everything.”

His eyes seemed glossy, if just for a moment.

As if such a thought never crossed his mind.

“I make you that happy…?” A crooked smirk tugged at his lips.

“Yes!” You cried. “Without a doubt!”

There was no lie in what you said.

From the smallest things he did to the biggest and grandest, they all left you wondering if this was the happy ending they spoke of in fairy tales.

Yet it wasn’t because of the gestures.

It was because of him.

The fact that you got to be with him.

That alone would leave a smile on your face for the rest of your life.

You were snapped from your thoughts as your husband wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.

He kissed your head, weaving his fingertips through your hair as you gazed up curiously at him.

“Perhaps I’m doing something right then.”

You cupped his face in your hands, tipping your forehead against his own gently.

“You are. No matter what you do.”

He closed his eyes for a second, letting out a soft breath, truly content beside you.

As if he wanted nothing more in the world than to just stay with you like that.

And his next few words only confirmed that.

“I only am because of you.”

Preferences #9 You Get Separated in a Mob

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Niall: Niall and you were at the beach, splashing and giggling at each other. His glowing smile warmed your heart as the sun warmed ur skin. He was finally on a break and you couldn’t be happier to see his smiling face and his crazy bed-head each morning. 

“Lunch now?” You laughed at Niall’s question and nodded. You waded through the water to shore with Niall close behind who couldn’t help but stare at ur cute butt in the bikini. How did he get so lucky to have you? 

You each grabbed a towel to dry yourselves then sat and got lunch out. As you opened the bag Niall grabbed your hand stopping you. The small group of girls coming over made you gulp. 

“I guess we’ll have to wait a little for lunch.” Niall went over to the girls but made sure they stayed aways from you. Too many people around made you nervous so Niall always tried to protect you from the crazy ones. 

The sight of Niall interacting with his fans made you smile. You knew how much he loved them all for making this his life joyous and exciting. Narrowing your brows, you noticed that more people were coming around and it was beginning to be more of a crowd. Where were all these people coming from? 

Nervously you put everything back in the bag, wanting to leave. Niall tried to stay calm but people started pushing and shoving and the only thing he could think of was you and your safety. The girls got louder, shoving each other to get to Niall in desperation as some noticed you packing. It was too much. 

Niall ran to you, grabbed ur arm and raced to the parking lot of the beach as the crowd followed screaming Niall’s name. As Niall held you close you could feel him trembling, his breath heavy against your shoulder as the crowd caught up. In seconds you were swarmed with girls screaming and pulling at you and Niall, wanting a pic or a simple hug. Everything around you was loud and it felt like you were being suffocated by bodies and noise. Niall even though scared himself kept you close in his arms as he pushed his way through the crowd, going any way he could. 

He just wanted out and you safe. He soon felt something firm under foot and not sand. In all his might he tried not to cry. To feel like he was helpless. He knew he should have asked his bodyguard to come along, but he didn’t think it was necessary then. In the parking lot, Niall found it harder to even stay on his feet. The crowd seemed more erratic and annoyed that you two were leaving. Girls were ripping his shirt and shorts from tugging so much. But through all the worry and doing his best to protect you he hardly noticed that he was losing his grip before the last second. 

“Y/n!” All the fear consumed him. He felt like he was enclosed in a box and everything was closing in him suffocating him. Girls pressed up against him, grabbing at him like he was the last cookie in a jar. But in all that and his laboured breathing, he kept screaming ur name. “Y/n! Y/n!” You were also trembling and shaking as screaming girls pushed you out farther away from him. 

“Niall!” You tried looking overhead, hoping to spot that glint of blond somewhere. Behind you, loud sirens went off and police showed up yelling through megaphones over the crowd. Slowly the crowd broke apart and one of the officers realized who you were and tried to pull you away. You tried to fight his grasp wanting to find Niall but he wouldn’t let you go. All you could do was wait it’ll everyone had left. 

The crowd cleared and there on the ground was Niall, curled up and hyperventilating. 

“Niall!” You pulled way from the officer and dashed to his side, slowly helping him to sit. He hugged you tight when he realized it was. 

“Oh god. Princess are you ok?“ 

“I’m okay, Niall, are you?” You pulled back wiping the tears from his red face. “Breathe deeply love. You’ll be ok.” Niall nodded and did his best to follow you breathing till he felt okay to get up. You thanked the officers for their help and good Niall to the car, still slightly shaken up after everything. Both of you sat in the car, holding hands, trying to calm the nerves. 

“Feel better?” Niall nodded with a sigh and looked you over. There were a few scratched on ur arms and side but you seemed to be okay. 

“Are you?“ 

"Yeah.” You nodded. “They took my beach towel, though.” Niall laughed and pulled you close, pressing a sweet kiss to your temple. “We’ll get you another, Princess. I can replace that. But I’ll never be able to replace you." 


Liam: A simple walk in the park with Liam always made you feel better on bad days. Today was a bad day. You had excepted Liam’s offer in moving in with him. That would be normally a really good thing, but your family was forbidding it. Something about living in sin and saying you’d have sex with him before marriage and all that just cause you lived together. 

Liam respected that you wanted to stay a virgin till you got married and he’d never let you stray from your promise. Even when he told your family they still said no. Liam’s kind words helped you through what your parents told you that morning on the phone. 

At the end of the park, a few girls approached Liam and you to take selfies together. Most of Liam’s fans were so nice to you and even you found that they made your days better. 

"Coffee?” He pulled you close and took your cold hands in his, rubbing them to warm them from the cool London air. 

“I’d love some.” You wrapped you arm around his and made your way to the coffee stand down the street. Now in the city part of London, more people were noticing Liam more often. At first, just adults who wanted pics for their kids but then it was lunch time and the high school not far from where you were got wind of it. Screaming girls were swarming in from everywhere. Liam pulled you close and tried to run but there was no escape; they had you surrounded. The piercing sound of screaming Liam’s name over and over made you sick. The sound was almost deafening. It was like the number of people had doubled in the last few minutes. 

You covered your ears and tried your best to stay close to Liam when you were suddenly shoved to the ground. You screamed as some of the trampled you to get to Liam. On the ground, it seemed a bit easier to get out of the crowd. You crawled, pushing your way through till you were out. 

Liam though was overwhelmed. He was shaking and somehow backed himself up against the building wall. He was trapped. But through all the screaming of girls, he held it together. He couldn’t bear the thought of upsetting the fans if he started crying; even though he felt he was about to. 

After a while of wondering what to do, you decided to go back in. You stuck close to the wall, pushing yourself through with all your might to get to him. When you got close enough, he was pressed against the wall with his hands over his eyes, trembling. You reached out to him and pulled him toward you and kept going forward till you were out of the crowd. You hailed a taxi and got in, Liam now clinging to you. He was still shaking and clenching his eyes so he wouldn’t shed any tears. 

“Shhh, Liam were okay. Everything’s okay.” You rubbed his back and told the driver the address to Liam’s home. Since the road was blocked by the crowd the driver had to take a long way home. You played with Liam’s hair and smiled when he looked at you. 

“Thank you for making me feel better and for saving me. Are you alright?” He gently held you arm but you gasped in pain pulling ur arm away. He pulled your sleeve up and gasped at the bruises. He did the same with the other and shook his head. “I’m so sorry, baby. This all my fault—" 

"No.” You shook your head. “No, it’s not. This isn’t your fault okay. They just got a little excited. I’m okay, okay?” He sighed and nodded and carefully hugged you. 

“I need a nice long nap after all that.” He leaned against and you laughed and rubbed his head.


Louis: You were at a football game with Louis having the time of your life. It wasn’t really the game you were interested in or the fact that people were coming by to ask for pictures with him and you. No, it was the fact that Louis always had something funny to yell at the opposing team or the ref when he said something about a player on the team Louis was rooting for. He just knew how to make you laugh, and laugh you did till you could hardly breathe. 

In the end, the team he was rooting for won and it was time to get home.

“That was so much fun!” He walked behind you keeping you in sight as you both went to the exit of the stadium. It was a big game and people were in a hurry to get home to beat rush hour, but the stadium had its own rush and people were already starting to push and shove their way to the parking lot. 

The flashing cameras of paps and fans caught Louis off guard and had him stumbling with you through the crowd. He wasn’t gonna let them ruin the day for the two of you, but with all the people around he found it hard to get a good hold of you. 

“Y/n stay with me!”

“I’m trying; there’s too many!” As you got closer to the car someone pushed you away from Louis.

“Y/N!” He pushed through the crowd, going the way he saw you shoved and prayed that nothing bad happened to you. He knew how some fans thought of you and he could only hope. he kept going one way then the other and he was starting to lose hope. He yelled out your name.

 “Y/N!” His hope of finding you was melting away with every passing second and it had him sick to his stomach. What if you had gotten trampled. A sob emitted from his mouth and he screamed again. “Y/N!” he could feel his phone buzzing in his pocket but he just assumed it was one of the boys and ignored it. He decided to go back towards the car. His heart leaped in his chest when he saw you by the car unharmed and with a security guard. the guard stopped him before he could reach you.

“No, its okay, he’s my boyfriend.” Louis rushed to you hugging you close to him like the gust of wind could take you away. 

“I was so scared.” he buried his face in the crook of your neck and breathed in your perfume. It's light scent calming him.

“I’m okay, Louis, really.” You soon got in the car and through the whole drive, he couldn’t let go of your hand. you knew he was still thinking of what could have happened. When you got home you reassured him that you were okay with a make out session that eventually turn into something more and the bad events of the day soon forgotten.


Harry: Harry Being into healthy stuff and what not took you to his favourite café that had all his favourite healthy foods. Eating healthy wasn’t one of your strong suits but you wanted to try the things he liked.

A few fans had stopped him on his way in and that seemed to be all. No one else bothered you while you guys ate.

"How do you like it?” You shrugged at his question and leaned back in your seat.

“It’s pretty good. It tastes a lot better than I expected.”

"I knew you would.” He smiled. The two of you soon finished and just talked about the things you did while he was away on tour. Even though you didn’t sit by the window, you could see and hear a loud crowd outside. The crowd looked about 200-300 people waiting—some banging on the locked doors outside. The only customers inside were you and Harry. 

“Oh my gosh.” You stood to your feet to look but Harry pulled you back down.

“Stay here.” He got up and went over to the counter while you start stared out the window at a number of people you would have to go through to get to the car. 

When Harry came back with one of the people who worked there a number of people seemed to have doubled. 

“Harry, how are we gonna get through all of them?” Your hand trembled as he took it and helped you to your feet. He could feel almost feel the fear in your body as he held you close.

“We will get through it, I promise you. I'll protect you.” he pressed a kiss to your head and held you close as the person who worked there opened the door. Harry held you close to his side as everyone tried to get to the two of you. Paps and fans yelled his name and yours made you clutch him for dear life like the screaming could tear you from him. 

Harry held on to you and kept pushing through the crowd, unsure of the way he was going was the right direction to his car. For one second, he tried to look over the people. But for that one second the he didn’t have his eyes on you someone shoved you aside to get closer to him. 

“Y/n!” He darted around, shoving his way through the mob, calling you over and over. He couldn’t lose you. Not like this. His biggest fear was losing you in a crowd and that was happening. 

“Harry!” His head darted around. “Harry!” He heard it again. Everyone was calling his name but one distinct voice he knew. He could pick it out from any crowd. “Harry!” You screamed as hard as you could struggling to move your way to him, you arms stretched out to grab his shirt. you could see him, but he couldn’t see you, only hear you. 

You groaned, reaching out as far as you could. you were so close caught the tail end of his shirt and pulled yourself towards him. 

“Oh gosh.” Harry’s strong arms wrapped around you tightly and kept you moving towards the parked cars. Once at the car harry let you in on the drivers side then climbed in himself and locked the door. You both sat panting and watched as people kept banging on the glass.

“You okay?” Harry panted, sweat dripped from his temple and has hands still shook. you nodded and hugged him, Feeling at ease. Everything that happened seemed to melt away as he held you tight. Even with the screaming fans and banging on the glass, the sound of everything just seemed to disappear, and you felt safe in Harry’s arms.



A/N: hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this preference, I had an interesting time writing it. Let’s just say it was hard to find the right words for showing fear :/ oh well. Also, I’ve decided not to put zayn in the future preferences cause he’s not really in One Direction anymore… so yeah. If you have any requests go ahead and send them to my ask and I’ll try to get them out as soon as I can.

Till next time xx ~RJ

Out Of Control- Chapter 24

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FACT: I know like nothing about self-defense so just roll with whatever is said in this chapter. I don’t need any know-it-alls okay thank you.

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The next day I was in much better spirits than the day before. I felt like I was a lot more collected and less frustrated with life. I felt like I was getting back to myself. I was no longer feeling upset about Vic. I guess a night sleeping with him, innocently, of course, made me feel a lot better, even if I wasn’t sure where we stood now.

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