Okay, so here’s the thing – on closer look, I actually do think Bitty is calling to potentially break up with Jack. Don’t panic – I don’t think it will ACTUALLY happen. Here’s my reasoning which somehow turned into a ficlet:
(Under a cut for convenience – it’s not super long, but it’s long enough)
If you know your friend, partner, or family member has dependency issues and they’ve made it clear to you that they have separation anxiety and would rather you tell them you don’t want to talk to them rather than ignore them, and you still ignore them, I’m sorry, but
You’re a piece of shit and they deserve so much better than you. I don’t care what the fuck your reason is. There literally can’t be a logical explanation as to why you can’t take a minute out of your day to text your loved one who’s MADE IT CLEAR THEY NEED THIS to tell them that you’re not ignoring them, you’re just not in the mood to talk.
v short drabble, natsu pov, basically Natsu realizing he was about to kill himself and the implications of this SPOILERS FOR FT 465
His heart was pounding frantically in his chest, blood oozing out of various wounds. Hell, he couldn’t even feel his cheek anymore, only a burning inferno of pain. It became worse with every heartbeat, with every mile Happy brought between him and Zeref.
His body was aching, but it was nothing compared to the chaos raging in his mind.
Natsu didn’t want to believe any of this. And yet, in some old, hidden part of his mind and soul, he knew Zeref had not been lying.
The guild had come into sight, and troubled thoughts had mixed in with his confusion. He could feel Happy trembling above him, from distress or from holding onto him, he wasn’t sure. Both. His paws…
And that was when Happy dropped him, right in front of the large doors to the guild. Both of them fell to the ground in complete exhaustion, but it took less than a second before footsteps trampled all around them, the frantic shouting of their names filling the air.
Wendy dropped beside him first; he barely saw her in his field of vision, and she looked unsure who to reach for, tears in her eyes. Weakly, Natsu nodded, and she understood, cradling Happy into her arms and gently letting her healing magic envelop his paws.
“Sorry, buddy…” Natsu croaked, closing his eyes as a new wave of pain washed over him. “Sorry…”
“You’re my friend, Natsu!” Happy suddenly started sobbing, “You’ll always be my friend, no matter what!”
Clenching his fists, Natsu tried to sit up. Worried faces stared at him wherever he looked, and he knew they wanted, and needed, answers. They deserved them.
But oh, Natsu didn’t even know where to start. And there was no strength left in him, not right now. He coughed, tasting the blood on his tongue and fighting against the black dots clouding his vision.
That was when he saw Lucy pushing through the crowd, though. She must have arrived later, for some reason, he didn’t know and he didn’t care. But she was here now, her eyes locking onto him the moment she broke through the circle of people surrounding him.
Tears spilled onto her cheeks, eyes wide as she took in his state, much like the faces of everyone else. Some had tried speaking to him, he knew, he’d heard Grey shouting and Erza demanding answers in a way that tried to conceal her shaking voice. But none of their words registered in his brain. It was like a cloud of noise, and he couldn’t filter anything out.
Lucy’s lips moved too, and he blinked slowly, trying to focus on her alone so that maybe she could anker him to reality. And then she dropped to her knees, flinging her arms around him so hard he almost fell onto his back all over again. He could not lift his arms to return her embrace, but he could feel her shaking against him, trembling and sobbing and repeating words all over again, words that made no sense to him.
But one thing made perfect sense to him now:
He had almost died. He had almost killed himself in vain.
He had almost betrayed every word he had ever spoken, every moral he lived by and every friend he had ever saved.
You didn’t die for your friends. You lived for them.
And yet dying was exactly what he had chosen back then, dying for his friends, his guild, his loved ones. It was Happy who had stopped him.
Oh, what a hypocrite he was.
Natsu realized all this now, in the arms of his partner who cried for another near-loss, who cried for him, out of fear and worry and relief. He buried his face in the nook of her neck.
“Lucy…” he rasped, “Everyone… I’m back…”
Then, he lost all his strength, and the world went black.
okay but i suppose the question is– how much trouble are got7 gonna get in with jype? i mean, mark’s friends came to the concert and were wildly inappropriate, yugyeom appears to be drinking underage and bambam said that