the girl with silver hands

Behind A Mask

A/N: Only a day late, but oh well, it’s the thought that counts?? Oh well, hopefully you’ll feel the love in this @consulting-dragon-slayer! Happy belated birthday, and part two should be up soon, hopefully lol!!

Lucy had no desire of finding a suitor, and yet when a mysterious stranger steals her attention at a ball Lucy learns that some masks reveal a pleasant surprise. 

Masquerade AU

Pairing: Nalu, Fairy Tail

Word Count:  5926

Rating: M (no nsfw in this part)

Part: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

Lucy twirled around the grand ballroom, face kept in a pleasant smile, not too large but not too small, not too fake as to offend the man whose arm she was hovering her fingers over but not too real so that it touched her honey eyes. The classical music ended, and she curtsied to the man as he bowed to her, his name in the back of her mind but not important enough to truly remember.

This wasn’t her ball after all.

Feigning faintness, Lucy scurried away from the man as quickly as polite society would allow, hollow promises of another dance tumbling from her lips before she brought up a delicate grey lace fan and covering half her face. She walked daintily but purposefully towards a group of two other girls by the refreshments, sparkling champagne glasses in each girl’s hand. Both girls had silver white hair, an ethereal reflection of pale gold shining from the hundreds of candles hung from grand crystal chandeliers and along the walls of the room. Despite it being well past sun down the large room was well lit, yet another symbol of the status held by the people in attendance.

Lucy brushed off several more requests for dances, coming to a rest beside the shorter of the two and releasing a heavy sigh. The two girls giggled as Lucy put away her fan, gracefully allowing the material to return to it’s flattened state and twirling the fan in between her fingers, satin gloves making it more difficult to control.

“My, my,” the taller girl tittered, peeking at Lucy over the top of her glass as she took a sip, “looks like our Lucy has stolen the attention of the party,”. Blue eyes fluttered heavily coated lashes at Lucy, small smile enhanced with a deep red lip gloss, the rest of her makeup simple but impecable. A black mask with purple and silver swirls covered a slim portion of her face, silver tie disappearing into her curls. Her silver hair, while longer than other girl’s, was pulled up in a large pile of ringlets, twirling strands falling around her face and at the nape of her neck, her bangs pulled back into the collection of hair on top of her head. Her dress was a deep purple, satin bodice decorated with silvery white embroidery, an ode to the tresses on her head. It fell out from her waist in a waterfall of gathered material, same plum colour constant all the way through, with only minor decorations of jewels and delicate stitching. The shoulderless dress enhanced her already noticeable curves, bust spilling a little from the tight confines of the corset. It was honestly one of her more modest outfits, but then again it wasn’t her ball either.

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He stood dumbfounded in front of his living room, shock clear on his face. Never in a million years did Kakashi expect to come home and find his girlfriend sitting on the floor playing with half a dozen kittens.

He was a dog lover; what were kittens doing in his house?! Glancing up towards the back door, Kakashi could see the disgust etched on the faces of all his ninken, as if the cats were a plague.

Turning back towards the pink haired medic, Kakashi took a caution step closer and squatted down, resting his elbows on his knees. “Sakura,” he didn’t even know where to begin. “What are you doing?”

She sure was a sight to behold. Sakura was sitting cross-legged with a black kitten on her right shoulder, two spotted ones played with each other in front of her, an orange one slept to the side away from all the commotion, a chocolate colored one scratched at the leg of his coffee table, and in the hands of his girl sat a silver kitten gently licking the side of her thumb. Cats aside, Kakashi had to admit that the sight before him was quite adorable.

Locking eyes with Kakashi, she gave him the biggest smile, “Look, I know you don’t like cats but someone just threw them out on the street. I found them in a box in an alley and I just couldn’t leave them there!” Raising the silver kitten, she winked at him, “Besides, this one’s my favorite. Reminds me of someone I know.”

Chuckling, he slowly lifted his hand and rested it on top of the little kitten’s head. Ever so gently, he took the feline from Sakura’s smaller hands and started petting the tiny animal. The black kitten that had occupied Sakura’s shoulder now sat in her hands.

They sat like that for about ten minutes just petting the kittens before Bull hesitantly made his way to Kakashi’s side. By then, the two kittens that had been playing with each other had woken up the orange sleeping cat. The three made their way towards Bull, meowing the whole way. It really wasn’t a big distance but they were just so tiny it took them several steps to reach him.

The chocolate colored kitten had sneaked into Kakashi’s lap making itself comfortable for a nap. He knew Sakura was going to get her way and the cats were going to stay. Looking up, he noticed the rest of his pack slowly making their way to the center of the living room in surrender.

“Kakashi, can we please keep them?” Sakura’s happiness made her eyes sparkle so bright there was no way he could refuse her.

Placing both kittens on top of her lap, Kakashi lifted her chin and placed a soft kiss on her lips, “Woman, you are so frustrating,” standing, Kakashi made his way to the hallway closet for blankets, “but if it makes you happy, they can stay, love.”

Before he could turn back towards the living room, he felt the pink haired medic warm against his back, her hands wrapped tight around his waist. It amazed him how a simple hug from her expressed so much gratitude and it thrilled him to know it was because of him, sort of.

Taking the blankets from him, she reached up and placed a kiss on his cheek, “Thanks so much babe!”

Turning on her heels, she ran back to the center of the living room and started to rearrange the coffee table to lay the blankets out for all fourteen animals.

He watched her gleefully play with both the ninken and kittens. Bull was now sleeping with the silver kitten snuggled up next to him. Pakkun had made his way over to Kakashi, sighing heavily as he did, “Cats, boss?”

Bending down to place a hand on the small pug, Kakashi smiled at him. “What do you want me to say?” He scratched the small dog under his chin and turned back towards Sakura, “I’m crazy about her.”

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Originally posted by jefaiscequejepeux

SILVER SPOON: Part 4 [Yoongi x Reader; Rom-com, fluff]

A girl who had to work hard every day of her life to rise from nothing, meets a man who was born with and given everything.

A classic tale of what happens when a cold, uptight farm girl meets a playful, rebellious, easy-going city boy that was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Summary: Having been born and raised in the country side, you have worked hard your entire life to make it to the big city. You eventually achieved your dream and now you have a wonderful paying job for a large company and you continue putting your 110% into everything you do. However, your perfect plan to climb to success through consistent effort and hard work becomes disarrayed with the arrival of your branch’s new rebellious and easy-going CEO, who never desired the position in the first place and has never truly worked hard a day in his life. Your job is on the line if he can’t be turned into a quality CEO within a year, but he has no intention of changing himself for anyone or letting you boss him around so easily. How will you work your way through this obstacle? Will you succeed in changing him or will he be the one that changes you?

Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jimin & VIXX’s Leo as side characters; some other BTS members show up too lol)
Office au
Romantic Comedy, Fluff

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (Finale)

A/N: This is part is just straight up fluff rom-com with slight hints of plot progression x) I just wanted to give you guys a quick update to start off the week. The next parts following will definitely have the plot thickening, I promise! But for now, enjoy the fluffy update <3 

Originally posted by exoticmaknae

           Yoongi groaned once again as the blaring screech from that blasted rooster pierced through his deep slumber. His body ached and throbbed like it never had before, probably because he never moved as much as he did yesterday in his entire life.

           "Leooo.“ He cried out and his body guard’s face appeared, hovering above him curiously, or at least that’s what Yoongi assumed his face was expressing.

           "Yes?”

           "I’m sore.“ Yoongi whined.

           "I shall go ask Y/N what to do about this predicament.” Leo disappeared in a flash.

           "Wait! No I–“ Yoongi sighed as he heard the door shut.

           After the awkward walk-in last night, where the entire family saw him in almost all of his bearings, he didn’t know how to face Y/N. He forced himself to roll out of the blankets, but his muscles felt strained, like gravity was pushing him onto the floor, so he lay there in his pajamas, waiting for someone to move his limbs for him. He didn’t have to wait long before you and the twins entered the room.

           "I figured you’d be sore.” He saw the apologetic look you threw at him.

           "I’m not usually this weak I promise.“

           He heard you snort then felt you kneel next to him.

           "I’m glad to see you decided to be fully clothed today at least.”

           "Yeah, sorry about that. I was so tired after the field.“ Yoongi chuckled.

           "It’s okay. My family may tease a lot but they pretty much forget about it the next day. Except for Tae. Tae likes to bring it back as much as he can.”

           Yoongi smiled at you as you grabbed his arm and started pressing your fingers against his muscles. He groaned then felt smaller hands take his other arm and attempt to do the same.

           "Is this okay, Mister?“ the twins asked.

           He grinned gratefully and nodded. "Perfect. Thank you.”

           The girls giggled and continued copying you.

           "It seems like you do this often?“ Yoongi directed to you.

           Your lips curled up, "Yeah. I learned from my mom. She would do it to my dad often when I was younger and so, I wanted to do it to my brother too. Now I do it while she tends to other things.”

           After his arm started feeling more relaxed, he felt you hesitate.

           "Legs too?“

           "Yeah.” He answered without much thought.

           But when he felt your hands on his thighs, he tensed up. Oh.

           His eyes wandered down and spotted your cheeks turning a light shade of red as you kneaded your knuckles and palm on his thigh. The girls giggled and started doing the same to his other leg, but it ended up tickling more than massaging. Yoongi bit his lip to fight back his laughter.

           "Make sure you girls are getting all those bumps in his muscles.“ You instructed.

           "Yes ~” they replied.

           "There’s a big bump right there.“ One of the twins spoke, but Yoongi was too into the massage to really think much of their statement.

           "Ooo I’ll get it!”

           Yoongi hurriedly sat up when he felt pressure in that area between his legs. The twins were taken aback by his reaction and he stared at them in shock. Then realized that they had no idea what it was that they had touched. He laughed nervously as he covered it up shyly with his own hand, afraid they would graze his sensitive area again.

           "That’s a big knot, Mister. Y/N, might need to do that one.“ the twins pointed out.

           Yoongi saw you follow the direction of their finger that was pointing towards his crotch. He assumed you saw his horrified expression and defensive position, and put two and two together.

           "Oh my god. Did you touch him there?!” You leaped up at the realization.  

           "Yeah, you told us to get all the bumps.“ The twins blinked up at you innocently.

           "Oh my god. I’m so sorry.” You breathed, worriedly glancing at him.

           "I-it’s okay. I was just a bit surprised.“ Yoongi felt his cheeks warm and you also averted your gaze.

           "Um hold on. I had them come in to help with your back…maybe we should do that first…” You suggested frantically, and he nodded in agreement.

           He hurriedly flipped onto his chest, grateful that none of you would pay any attention to his “bump” while he was in such a position.

           "Okay girls. Just like how you do to do Papa and Jin.“ You instructed and soon Yoongi felt their little feet marching all over his back.

           He exhaled and closed his eyes; the pressure was exactly what he needed to loosen his strained muscles. If the twins weren’t giggling so loudly, he would have fallen back asleep easily. But after a few minutes, the constant drumming dissipated and he groggily opened one eye to find your face looking at him curiously.

           "Wow. You look the same in the morning.” he stated.

           He caught your eyes widen slightly in surprise, then you chuckled.

           "Thanks? I guess.“

           "Y/N. What about the big bump between his legs? Will you be helping with that?” The twins brought it up again.

           Yoongi looked up at you and you two shared an amused look.

           "Um…that’s something that’ll go away on its own. Don’t worry. Now go run along and help them in the chicken coop, okay?“

           "Thanks girls.” Yoongi stated, still faced down comfortably on the ground.

           They giggled and patted his head.

           "You’re welcome Mister. I hope you’ll come out and play with us soon!“

           "Is your sister good at massages?” he questioned.

           "Oh, she’s the best! Jin, Dad, and Tae say that they could work in the field for hours after she massages them!“ the girls exclaimed. "In the country side, they call her the ‘Miracle Hands’.”

           You blushed and shooed the two away.

           "I’m sure I’ll be out to play with you in no time then.“ Yoongi smiled lazily and caught your lips curling up gently too.

           "Okay. But here, Mister.”

           A sewed together stuffed animal appeared in front of his face.

           "Sometimes her massages hurts though…Tae-Tae holds this when it does.“

           "Thank you.”

           "Alright girls, go on.“ You ushered.

           ”'Kay!“

           The giggling grew further away and the door shut softly. Yoongi felt your light footsteps against the ground, but no words were exchanged between you two. Instead, he felt your fingers curl into his hamstrings and he groaned.

           "Sorry about that.” You said apologetically. “They’re a bit young.”

           Yoongi chuckled. “Well they weren’t wrong, right? It was a big bump.”

           He felt you smack his leg at your comment.

           "Inappropriate.“

           Yoongi laughed as he rested his cheek on the ground, reveling in your touch against his aching calves. "I thought I was a pretty cool and smooth guy. But odd things keep happening here.”

           "Welcome to the country side, Silver Spoon.“ He heard the jeering tone in your voice.

           "Okay, Miracle Hands Farm Girl. Why am I 'Silver Spoon’?”

           "Cause you’ve literally never had to work for anything in your life. You were born into wealth. There’s that saying that you were 'born with a silver spoon in your mouth’.“

           Yoongi hummed, unable to deny the truth of that statement because well, everybody in Daegu knew everything about him and his family.

           "Why did you come to the city?”

           He felt your fingers still then start again.

           "Mmm, because I wanted more than this.“

           "I think this is nice.” Yoongi smiled.

           "Really?“

           "Mhm.” Yoongi nodded.

           "Why?“

           "I don’t know…” Yoongi hummed as he sat up, turning to face you as he thought more deeply about it. When his eyes found you staring back at him curiously, he realized his answered. “It just feels like what I imagined a home to feel like.”

           He watched you slightly frown at the sadness behind his statement then smile gently again a few seconds later.

           "Well I’m glad you think so.“ Then you giggled. "I mean, they did already see you pretty much naked after all.”

           Yoongi laughed heartily. “I guess that’s one way to bond.”

           "Alright, well.“ You stood up and he watched you dust your clothes off. "Get changed and meet me out in the front.”

           You turned to leave then paused. “Oh right.” You chucked a bottle at him. “Sunscreen. The sun’s supposed to be scorching today so apply that often.”

           "Yes ma'am.“

           With a curt nod, you left the room. Yoongi grabbed the stuffed animal that the twins had left him and grinned widely. He really did feel like a new man after that massage. He was ready to tackle this day in higher spirits than the day before.

           "She’s got to teach Leo that one of these days.” he mumbled to himself as he got ready.


           Yoongi’s eyes widened in surprise when he spotted you waiting outside, wearing a large straw hat, short shorts, and a loose tank top. He hadn’t known you for long, but he was still constantly being surprised by you.

           "Well damn.“ he laughed.

           You turned and raised an eyebrow. "What?”

           "Well you’re always covered up from head to toe in the office. I was surprised you’d wear something like this.“ he admitted.

           He saw you blush slightly then huff. "I can’t exactly wear professional attire when working on the farm. And it’s going to be hot. I need ventilation in order to be 100% efficient and beneficial.”

           "Sure, sure.“ Yoongi waved away your logic. "Whatever you say.”

           You rolled your eyes, “Follow me then.”

           He grinned widely as he did so. “What new thing am I doing today?”

           "Milking the cows.“


           As far as fears go, you’ve encountered plenty thanks to your childhood on the countryside, then later with your clients in the city. But never did it occur to you that someone would have a fear of cows, until you watched Yoongi’s face turn even paler than usual at the mention of them.

           "Wh-what?” You glanced around, wondering if he had seen a ghost.

           "Y/N. I-I can’t.“ he shook his head fervently.

           "You can’t?”

           "I don’t like cows.“ he breathed.

           You looked at him incredulously. "What?”

           His breathing shallowed. “I think back when mom and dad were alive. They took me to a farm and I wandered away. A cow almost trampled me and ever since then, I’ve been terrified of them.”

           You relaxed realizing it stemmed from a traumatic childhood experience. “You’re really open, aren’t you?”

           "What?“ he blinked.

           "Well you just told me one of your biggest fears and the back story. That’s not something everyone divulges easily.”

           "Why not?“

           "People can use it against you.”

           "Are you going to sick a cow on me?“ He raised an eyebrow.

           "Well, no…”

           "I trust you.“ he stated with a shrug. "I don’t know why. But ever since we met, I felt like I can trust you.”

           You stared at him, trying to figure him out. “I really don’t understand you, Mr. Min.”

           His lips curled up. “I don’t think I’m that hard to figure out.”

           "But you are.“ You chuckled. "And I’m not one to like being puzzled for long.”

           "Is that your subtle way of telling me you want to get to know me better?“ he grinned cheekily.

           You rolled your eyes and avoided answering him. "You said you trusted me right?”

           "Yeah?“

           "Then come milk the cows with me.” You outstretched your hand. “I promise on my job and doubled salary that you’ll be safe.”

           "Well if you promise it on those things…“ Yoongi bit his lip. "I guess I’ll have to.”

           Shakily, he grabbed onto your hand and let you lead him inside. Everyone in the family was already inside, milking and chatting away loudly. Even Leo was beside Jin watching him curiously.

           "Oohh~ the love birds.“ Tae beamed as he spotted you two. "Even holding hands now, huh?”

           "Shush, Tae.“ You snapped. "He has a cow phobia so I’m trying to help him.”

           "Aww no.“ Tae quickly frowned, sympathetically. "I’m the same with lizards. If you need to hold my hand too hyung, just let me know.”

           Yoongi smiled at him thankfully, but his legs felt wobbly being surrounded by cows. He had visions of them all going on a rampage in the enclosed space and seriously injuring everyone.

           You felt him squeeze your hand tightly and you glanced back at him. His eyes were blown out and frantic, a look you hadn’t ever seen on him. He was usually calm and collected, passive to most things. The vulnerable look awakened your maternal instincts and made you want to protect him. You squeezed his hand back reassuringly and he directed his attention back to you.

           "You’re good, Mr. Min. Trust me.“

           You saw him gulp, but nod nonetheless. With your free hand, you dragged two little stools beside the unattended cow eating peacefully.

           "Sit and I’ll guide your hands.” You instructed.

           Nervously, he did so. You straddled the stool behind him and reached around grabbing his hands.

           "You think you can put on gloves on your own?“

           "This might be lame…” he chuckled. “But I don’t think I can move anything right now…”

           You nodded and helped pull the gloves over his stiff fingers. You placed a pail underneath the cow’s utters and wrapped your arms around Yoongi carefully.

           In the distance, Tae was singing some old love song tauntingly, but you tried to fight back the urge to yell at him, seeing how tense Yoongi was in front of you.

           "Y/N. I-I don’t think I can do this.“

           "Yes, you can.” You said softly. “You’re not alone.”

           You felt him relax at your statement.

           "Not alone?“

           "Yeah. I’m gonna stay behind you.” You giggled. “I won’t leave you to do it alone when I know you’re afraid. That’s just cruel.”

           You spotted him smile a bit, but then the cow lifted one of its legs lightly. He hurriedly spun into you and curled up into your chest. When you saw how quickly he retreated, you felt sorry for forcing him to do this all of a sudden. You patted his back gently to calm him down. Then he seemed to have realized what he had done because he scrambled away from you.

           "Sorry.“

           "It’s fine. Look.” you pointed and he turned. “She probably just had a leg itch or something.”

           Then you paused.

           "We can just skip this if–“

           "No.” he stated firmly and straightened up in front of you. “If I don’t do this now, I’ll have to live with it forever. Let’s do this.”

           You chuckled and grabbed his hands in yours, guiding it towards the utters.

           "Oh this is so weird…“ Yoongi winced. "Is it okay to touch it? Like shouldn’t we ask her permission or something?”

           "I did this morning. Don’t worry.“ You teased.

           "Oh my god. This is going to feel weird.” He squeezed his eyes shut as you moved his hands for him.

           You laughed as you continued to do the motions for him.

           "You’re doing it already. Open your eyes.“

           Yoongi peeked out and spotted both of your hands squeezing the utters rhythmically and milk coming out of it.

           "Oh gross. No.” he groaned. “This is so weird. I don’t like this.”

           "I thought so at first.“ Tae called out. "But then I started thinking of it as lasers coming out of a gun and you’re pulling the trigger, and then it became AWESOME! Pew pew!”

           "No Tae. Please.“ Your younger sister shook her head.

           "You’re just jealous you don’t have an intergalactic space cow shooting lasers.” Tae huffed.

           Yoongi chuckled at the two’s bickering.

           "You think you can do it on your own?“

           "No.” he said quickly.

           "Too bad.“ You released your hands from his and he began sputtering irregularly. "Relax. Since you like music, think of a steady beat.”

           "How’d you know I liked music?“

           "Um you had a bunch of CDs in your car. And in your house there’s a large vinyl record player, a massive stereo system in your living room, AND your bathroom. And you listened to music all the way here the other day? But you know, it’s just a big guess.” You grinned.

           He snorted. “Smartass.”

           "Oooo! Mister said a bad word!!“ One of the twins tattled.

           "Oops. What’s my punishment?” Yoongi shot you a worried look.

           "You just have to give them a piggyback later. Will you be able to handle that Hercules?“

           Yoongi snorted. "They’re light. Please.”

           "Both of them at the same time.“

           "Okay…it’s pushing it… but I think I can manage.” Yoongi bantered.

           You giggled.

           Suddenly, Leo stepped in front of your cow, with a cup of fresh milk, staring at it intensely.

           "Leo, what’re you…?“ Yoongi questioned.

           Leo lifted his cup and drank, maintaining eye contact with the animal.

           "Oh, noooo!” Yoongi groaned, in disgust. “Leo! Don’t do that! That’s practically cannibalism.”

           "No it’s not.“ You laughed. "You’re ridiculous.”

           "Then harassment! That came out of them!“ Yoongi complained.

           "I was complimenting them.” Leo explained and patted the cow’s head gently. “It tastes good.”

           "Oh…come on.“ Yoongi winced, making a face of disapproval at Leo.

           "Want to taste, Sir?”

           "No.“ Yoongi shut his lips together as Leo pushed the cup into his mouth.

           "Miss.” Leo stated and you obliged by wrapping your arms tightly around Yoongi so he couldn’t escape.

           Yoongi wriggled and shook his head as the two of you ganged up on him.

           "Just a sip, Mr. Min.“

           "I refuse! I’ll drink it later, but I want them to like me so I won’t in front of them!” he protested.

           Leo smiled slightly and retreated respectfully.

           "Oh, so that’s how it is. How thoughtful.“ You smirked, noticing that Yoongi’s hands automatically went back to milking the cow.

           "That is how it is.”

           "Looks like you’re doing fine with them though.“ You pointed out and Yoongi finally realized that he was milking unconsciously. He pulled his hands back, surprised.

           "When did those get there?”

           "Got an utter fetish, Mr. Min?“ You teased.

           "Gross. No way.”

           "Hey, you never know- to each their own. But I do have to protect my cows so please be honest so I can bring out the restraining order.“

           "Shut up.” Yoongi rolled his eyes.

           You chuckled as you squatted beside him and watched happily.

           "What?“ he questioned.

           "Nothing. Just standing by to make sure you’re okay.” You shrugged.

           He smiled. “Thanks.”

           "I mean, you’re still my boss and the Chairman’s grandson. Don’t want to be arrested for assembling an army of cows against you.“

           Yoongi shivered. "Don’t say things like that.”

           "'The Planet of the Cows’, 'The Rise of Zombie Cows’.“ You pressed in an eerie tone.

           "Stooppp!” Yoongi whined.

           "Oh Mister!“ the twins called out. "Did that bump in your pants go away?”

           "What??“ Everyone else looked at you two in surprise.

           "Yeah, there was a big bump between his legs. Apparently it goes away on its own though. But it was pretty hard when I touched it.”

           "Oh my god.“ You mumbled under your breath, not sure whether to laugh hysterically or be mortified.

           "You mean his knees?” Tae tilted his head to the side. “Silly, that’s not a muscle.”

           "Okay!“ Jin squeaked, getting the jist of the conversation, and stood up while clapping his hands. "I think it’s time to move on to the next thing. What do you think?”

           The twins cheered excitedly.

           Jin shot a questioning glance towards you and Yoongi. You lifted your hands up innocently.

           "It was the usual morning problem. You should know, right?“ You stuck your tongue out defiantly.

           Jin glared at you with a blush then scurried the twins away.

           "Do you always talk about your older brother’s morning wood?” Yoongi snorted.

           "Oh that.“ Tae appeared beside you two, leaning against the cow nonchalantly, and grinning widely. "One time, Jin hyung had a wet dream. At the time, me, Y/N, and him were still sharing a room cause we were all kids and whatever. Being younger and more energetic though, me and Y/N woke up earlier than him and saw you know…his thing rising up in his shorts… and we thought an animal climbed into his pants and we both screamed for help. Everyone came and witnessed Jin hyung’s ASCENSION to manhood…literally.” Tae bellowed the last statement valiantly.

           "You all thought it was an animal?!“ Yoongi cracked up. "Just how big is he?”

           "No, no, no, no.“ You stood up. "We are not discussing this in my presence.”

           "Shall we compare later?“ Tae wiggled his eyebrows to Yoongi, who did it playfully in return.

           "Oh my gosh. Please don’t.” You covered your ears frantically.

           Tae and Yoongi laughed as you jogged around the cow to make yourself forget what you just heard.

           "Is Y/N the only one who’s prim and proper around here?“ Yoongi questioned.

           Tae hummed. "Pretty much? But it’s been helpful. She organized all our chores and stuff into a schedule so it makes things easier. She helps out other farms to work more efficiently too.”

           "Ahh.“ Yoongi glanced at you as continued smacking your ears and mumbling incoherent things to yourself.

           "Yoongi dear. Would you like to help me in the kitchen?” Your mom suddenly appeared getting all your attention.

           "Really?“ Yoongi blinked. "But I’ve never–”

           "I’ll teach you. Come.“

           "Are you sure?” Yoongi glanced at you and Tae.

           "Yeah, go.“ You urged. "Consider yourself lucky. You get out of morning duties.”

           "Auntie! How about me?“ Tae called, batting his eyes sweetly.

           "Nope. Just Yoongi.” Your mom bluntly stated, causing Tae to fake cry into your arms.

           Your mom then flinched when Leo appeared beside her suddenly. She exhaled and patted his cheek.

           "You can come too Leo. If you insist.“

           Leo’s lips curled up slightly and the two followed her back into the house.

           "Yoongi and Y/N kissing in the tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” Tae sang as soon as they disappeared, and skipped around you tauntingly.

           "I was going to let your singing earlier slide, but not this.“ You growled and grabbed Tae’s ear, twisting it. "Let’s go help the others, my dear cousin.”

           "Ow. Ow. Y/N. I’m sorry! I’m sorry!“ Tae winced.  


           Yoongi smiled as he watched you wrestling Tae roughly as you two departed the barn.

           "So she can be like that too.” he mumbled to himself.

           "Yoongi dear.“ your mom called sweetly.

           "Oh yes Mom.” he said easily, surprising himself.

           "Can you take out the egg carton out of the fridge?“

           "Sure.” Yoongi obeyed.

           "So you’ve never cooked before?“ she asked.

           "Oh no… Leo had always cooked for me. If not, one of our maids.” Yoongi explained.

           "What about when you’re away from home?“

           "I just buy food. But Leo is always close by so…”

           "No, no, no.“ your mom shook her head. "A man needs to be able to feed himself somehow, someway. I’ll teach you how to make eggs, okay? Then we’ll make honey ham.”

           "Yum.“ Leo uttered softly.

           Yoongi threw his bodyguard an amused look before grabbing the carton from the fridge.


           Later on, you all walked into the house smelling like coal and burnt firewood in mild panic, wondering if something had caught fire. But then you all stopped at the door when you saw that Yoongi was sitting on the table apologetically, while Leo was showing off his expertly flashy cooking skills to your excited mom.

           "First time cooking didn’t go too well?” You patted his shoulder.

           "I couldn’t crack the eggs properly then I ended up burning them cause I was watching her and Leo with the ham. Then Leo exiled me.“ Yoongi pouted. "Said I was wasting food.”

           You laughed.

           "So I apologize if your eggs have shells in them.“ Yoongi bowed his head.

           "It’s all good. It’s extra nutrition.” Jin chuckled lightly. “Why don’t you help us set up the table then? Not everyone becomes a chef on their first try.”

           You and Tae rolled your eyes. “Oh no…don’t get him started.”

           "Except for me of course.“ Jin proudly grinned. "I was cooking and baking since I was little. When I was old enough to stand, I was holding a spatula. It’s a gift.”

           You and the other siblings groaned and went to go get the plate settings while Jin chatted away to Yoongi.

           "If you want, I could teach you a thing or two.“ Jin puffed up his chest.

           "Don’t do it.” Your sister whispered audibly, earning a glare from Jin.

           Yoongi giggled. “When I’m less busy, I’d appreciate the help. It’d be nice to cook what I wanted instead of waiting for Leo.”

           Leo looked over his shoulder curiously.

           "I love Leo’s cooking though!“ Yoongi tensed up. "It’d just be nice to give him a break!”

           Leo turned his attention back to the ham, appeased, and Yoongi visibly exhaled.

           "He gets scary with food.“ he whispered softly to the others.

           "I’ve noticed.” Tae giggled. “But so does Jin hyung. That’s probably why they get along.”


           Breakfast was saved thanks to Leo, but everyone’s eggs did have an immense collection of shells inside them.

           "What? Did you throw the entire egg inside?“ Your little sister commented.

           "Don’t be rude.” You scolded.

           Yoongi laughed and shook his head. “It’s okay. It pretty much ended that way.”

           "Ow.“ Tae spit out a shell and rubbed his cheek.

           "My bad.” Yoongi smiled weakly.

           "Don’t worry, honey. Cooking is one step at a time.“ your mom comforted him by rubbing his back. "The eggs didn’t turn out so bad.”

           The twins doused their eggs in ketchup in the middle of her statement, the container making a loud farting noise, earning a glare from their mother. Tae snickered at the sound and nudged Jin to join in.

           "What? It tastes less burnt with ketchup.“ the twins retorted with a shrug.

           You shook your head and sighed at your family’s bluntness.

           Yoongi giggled, not minding it.

           "Next time for sure, I’ll get it. You can bet on it.”


           After breakfast, everyone set out to clean the biggest barn, where they stored hay and other equipment. You giggled as you watched Yoongi struggle to carry stacks of hay and get scolded by your father to properly use his legs, not his back when lifting. You also looked on as he fooled around with Tae by jumping into stacks of hay on a dare and both of them getting told off by Jin. Then in retaliation they shoved Jin into the stack with them and the eldest began whining that the hay was hurting him.

           The twins then joined in and demanded for Yoongi to enact his swear punishment at that moment. With a determined breath, Yoongi knelt down and allowed them to climb onto his back. Jin was in panic at how unsafe it was, while Tae was running around asking Yoongi to catch him. You smiled as you watched the happy scene.

           "He’s nice.“ Your sister’s voice pulled your eyes away from them.

           "Yeah, he is.”

           "You made it seem like he was the devil before.“

           "Okay. I might’ve exaggerated.” You rolled your eyes as you bundled up the hay in a swift motion. “But he was being a lazy ass at work. I’m a bit nervous he’ll still be that way. We’ll be going back tomorrow after all.”

           Your sister smiled gently and didn’t say much else, so you went back to watching the others as you mindlessly cleaned up.

           "Mister! Mister! Faster! Tae is getting away!“ The twins giggled. "Catch him!”

           "Hold on!“ Yoongi instructed and seeing their chance, the twins gripped his pink hair tightly. He cried out in pain as the twins cackled.

           "Girls!” Jin bellowed sternly.

           They gave Jin their best puppy faces, but their older brother was immune to that, having gone through yours and your younger sister’s puppy dog pouts already.

           "Down.“ Jin ordered firmly.

           The girls slid off Yoongi’s back with their head hung down dramatically.

           "What will you say to Yoongi?” Jin crossed his arms. “It’s not nice to hurt people, right?”

           The twins nodded and pouted, turning to face Yoongi who was rubbing his scalp. “We’re sorry, Mister.”

           Yoongi chuckled and patted their heads. “It’s okay. And just call me Oppa. I’m a bit younger than your brother so I feel old being called 'Mister’.”

           The girls beamed up at him excitedly, forgetting that they were being scolded in mere seconds. “Oppa! Oppa!”

           Yoongi grinned widely at their enthusiasm.

           "Hey! Someone push me!“ Tae, feeling neglected, called out from inside a wheelbarrow.

           "Oh for goodness sake, Tae. Get out of that wheelbarrow.” You chimed, seeing your cousin goofily grinning and trying to roll himself forward from inside it.

           "I’ll push!“ Yoongi volunteered.

           "No, Mr. Min–”

           He stuck his tongue out at you rebelliously. Then he proceeded to push forward, but it didn’t budge.

           "Huh?“ he blinked then used his legs as a staple to move the wheelbarrow forward.

           Everyone fought back their laughter as Yoongi tried several methods of getting the cart to budge while Tae cheered him on eagerly. Suddenly, you couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. All of his failed attempts were just too hysterically sad. The others soon joined you.

           "I was going to say that Tae’s pretty heavy for you to wheel around.” You wiped your tears as you cracked up.

           "What’s that supposed to mean?“ Yoongi was offended.

           "I mean…” you giggled. “You couldn’t move him even the slightest!”

           Yoongi rolled up his sleeves and pressed his back against the cart, digging his feet into the ground. He held his breath and leaned, willing the wheelbarrow to move until his face got red and he ran out of oxygen. With a gasp, he fell on his butt, defeated.

           Tae giggled and scratched the back of his head. “My bad. It’s not you, it’s me.”

           "I’m pretty sure it’s him.“ Your younger sister snorted, pointing at Yoongi, and everyone continued their giggle fit.

           Yoongi sighed as he stood up. He then found himself smiling at everyone having a good time– even if it was because they were laughing at his weak ass. Their laughter and cheerfulness were quite infectious.


           After the barn clean up, and as per usual, the men returned to the field, while the women and girls tended to their own chores around the farm. And once the sun began setting, the men made their way back before it go too dark to find their way back.

           "I made a big dinner because tomorrow’s the beginning of the new week and the first work day!” Your mother clapped excitedly and everyone cheered just as enthusiastically, exhausted and starving from their labor.

           Everyone stuffed food into their mouths without manners and you frowned until you spotted Leo and Yoongi doing the same. Chuckling, you used your utensils to split the chicken and eat it, but you were relieved to see the two were fitting right in.

           Leo even went so far as to fight Jin for the last chicken.

           No one had ever dared to do that to Jin.

           But you weren’t sure who was more intimidating at this point. Both of them seemed pretty intent on eating the last piece. The two had decided to play rock, papers, scissors, which Jin ultimately lost, much to his dismay.

           Still sulking, Jin turned in early while the others took turns washing up.

           Yoongi, still getting used to the “sleeping early, waking up early” routine, decided that he’d be fine washing up last. So he stepped out of the bathroom and into the darkness and stillness of the house. Everyone was already fast asleep.

           Curiously, he padded his way passed the kitchen to the living room. He frowned, seeing you curled up inside a thin blanket, lying on the ragged couch comfortably. He had suspected that you had offered him your own blanket the night before, and seeing you like this just confirmed it. He knelt beside you and pulled the sheet over your exposed shoulder, tucking you in so there was absolutely no way a draft would come in. Then, he made a mental note to order Leo to go to his apartment tomorrow to grab a few more things to bring back to the house.

           He flinched as you suddenly moved, curling up more deeply inside your blanket and mumbled.

           "No. These are the wrong stats. We won’t merge…“ You furrowed your brows angrily.

           Yoongi chuckled and poked your forehead. "Such a workaholic.”

           "Stupid Mr. Min. Won’t help.“

           He blinked and stood up, frowning at your sleeping figure.

           What was he going to do tomorrow?

PART 5

anonymous asked:

Per your top 5 favorite characters list, why Ginny? I love her too, just curious what in particular put her in your number one spot. Love your blog, btw!

Honestly my top 5 varies based on how I feel when I get up in the morning. I honestly can’t choose a single character most of the time.

But I do love Ginny dearly.

She’s smart, witty, and friendly, and what’s not to love about that?

But more than that, I think she is an incredibly strong woman who comes into her own over the course of the series.

From the very beginning, she’s impressive. How many 11-year-old girls could escape from Voldemort’s control like she did when she got rid of the diary? How many 11-year-old girls could go through what she did and come out on the other side without completely falling apart? From the very start, she’s a survivor.

A lot of people complained that she wasn’t included enough in the books (though she’s mentioned more often than most people realize), and I would love to have seen more of her story too. On the other hand, I also love that she has her own thing going on in the background. She grows into this amazing self-assured woman, and we as readers get only glimpses of that transition. There are all of these wonderful little moments, her developing independent friendships, her sharing a joke with Harry. One of my particular favorites is when Ron suggests she goes to the ball with Harry. She had already accepted Neville’s invitation to go as friends, but to be completely honest, Neville would have understood if she ditched him. But she didn’t. This is a 13-year-old girl who has just been handed her crush on a silver platter, and she turns the opportunity down because she already has a date.

This is the girl who Fred and George were both impressed with and slightly afraid of. And that alone says a great deal about Ginny.

As we get into OP, I love that Ginny is even more confident. She stands up for both Luna and Neville, and that absolutely matters. She also shows that, regardless of her feelings for Harry, she’s still going to stand up to him. She calls him out on his shit when she thinks he needs it, but she’s also there to listen to him when he just needs someone to listen. OP shows Ginny’s ability to connect with Harry emotionally, and give him exactly what he needs. I love that she has the emotional intelligence to deal with both Harry and her friends. She’s down-to-earth, but she also injects some much-needed positivity into Harry’s life.

In HBP, we get to see even more of Ginny. I genuinely like the way the subplots with Ginny’s boyfriend were handled. Ron’s annoyance seemed perfectly in-character, but I love how Ginny and her relationships basically deconstructed the idea that Ron has a voice in her dating life. Not only does she repeatedly fire back and assert her independence, she challenges the hypocrisy and makes it clear that her business is not her brothers’ business. And I love Ginny for giving zero credence to the idea that her brothers had a vote in her dating life.

All in all, I just really really love Ginny.