things that ruin your day

James March: Kept Secrets

James Patrick March.

The man you loved oh so dearly. He treated you no less than a queen. 

You’ve been seeing him for almost 3 months now. He insisted that you move into the hotel to stay with him, but as tempting as that sounds, you just weren’t ready yet. 

There’s also something very mysterious about him, something off. He was very secretive about his “work”. You’ve confided in your friends about it, but they said that you’re just overthinking it. “You deserve happiness, Y/N. I haven’t seen you this happy in so long. Don’t ruin a good thing.” Your girlfriend had once told you.

Today is your day off and of course, you’re going to spend this day with your lover. Pulling up to the front, you handed your car keys to Valet per usual.

Ah, the Hotel Cortez is your safe haven. A place you could call home. 

Hazel Evers was the first person you saw upon entering. She was happily vacuuming the carpets in the lobby area. Thanks to her, this hotel is always spotless. “Well hello there, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Hi Miss Evers. Can you take me to James?” You asked.

“Oh I’d be more than happy to, dear.” Miss Evers accepted with a smile.

Upon reaching the elevator, Miss Evers pressed the button for Floor 7. You found it a bit odd because James is usually on Floor 6 in his office in room 64. You tilted your head in confusion as you were examining the lighted “7”.

Before you could get a word out to question Miss Evers, she disrupted with small talk. “It’s oh so lovely to see you. Not to mention, there’s always sheets for me to launder whenever you come to visit!” Miss Evers said excitedly.

“There sure is.” You chuckled while you shook your head. You and your boyfriend always had a habit of getting freaky and making a mess of his bedroom. He’s so lucky to have Miss Evers to clean up after. You’ve always wondered what he’d do without her. You’ve never seen him do his own laundry or cook his own food. James has always had her to do that work, but she enjoyed every minute of it.

*Ding* Goes the elevator doors opening as you reached Floor 7. Come to think of it, you’ve never been on this floor. It was much darker than the rest of the floors you’ve come to. There were lights flickering here and there, not to mention the silence. Although the rest of the floors were quiet, you could still hear a few of the guests’ voices peek through the walls, but Floor 7 was just silent.

“Feel free to wait here, dear.” Miss Evers stopped you halfway.

“Um okay?” You responded.

2 doors down from where you were standing, Miss Evers knocked 4 times. There was no response, so she knocked again.

“I’m busy!” A loud, male voice replied. That very voice you recognized as James’s. There goes him being rather secretive again. The least he could’ve done was open the door and show his face. But no, he had to say it on the other side of the wall. It started to annoy you and that built up frustration had you rushing towards the door to find out for yourself.

“Ah yes, but-” Miss Evers started, but you cut her off and opened the door.

“What the hell is-” You started, but seeing what is right before your eyes causes you to take a step back. A man lying dead in what looks like a silver tub of some sort. There was blood all over the carpet. 

Your boyfriend was instantly shocked from being caught that his jaw dropped once he saw you. He is a god damn murderer. But why is it that you feel so relieved? Maybe because you were expecting to catch him in bed with another girl?

James immediately threw his saw on the floor that he was using to saw the man’s body into pieces and rushed towards you. Splatters of blood were on his face and clothing. “Dearest.” He clutched at your upper arms. “I-I-Uh.” James was at a loss for words, which was a first since he’s the type that always has an answer to everything.

You shook his grip off of you and his eyes filled with sadness knowing you didn’t want physical contact with him. He didn’t want you to see him as this monster, although he’s killed hundreds of people. “You kill people? That’s what all this work is about?” You asked in a stern tone and Miss Evers found it as her cue to leave the two of you alone.

“You disapprove?” James frowned.

This feeling is something you shouldn’t feel, but you’re drawn to this darkness about James. He’s never laid a finger on you, nor has he ever shown aggression towards you unless he’s being dominant in bed. But this is something could never tell your best friends because they would think you’re out of your damn mind. You wouldn’t blame them though.

Your mouth formed a line, showing an emotionless expression. “Just don’t be late for dinner, James.”

“Of course my queen!” James was overjoyed that you were accepting of his hobby as no one in their right mind would be. “I’ll see to it that Miss Evers prepares your favored dishes.”

You smiled after seeing how happy you’ve made him and he grabbed your left hand, leaving a long kiss at your knuckles.

I’m almost done with this site…

Can we get back to not being offended by every-flipping-thing people do!?!? You don’t like it? Unfollow. Complaining on social media is doing nothing to improve the world you hate so much…

Don’t get me wrong, if you believe in something, and you’ve done the research and found your opinion, by all means, stand up for it. But, for the love of all things, don’t get mad about something bc everyone else is. It makes you look like an idiot.

You never know what to expect in life. One day you’re the most happiest then one thing happens that just ruins your day instantly, in a blink of an eye. When that thing happens your shocked, you feel numb, you feel nothing, you feel empty, you feel lonely. You don’t know what you’re thinking about, you’re just quiet, not a single word comes out from your mouth. Not a single person can fix it, the person who caused it, the one who took you happiness away from you is the only one who can fix it.

Seconds, minutes, hours, and days go by but you still feel paralyzed inside. Too many things in your head but you still can’t thing of anything. You feel confused and sometimes misunderstood. Everynight you cry yourself to sleep thinking about what went wrong? What caused it? Why did it happen? you feel something burning inside your chest but you can’t describes what it is exactly.

Everyday you smile and you try your hardest to be positive, and everyday you feel like you’re wearing a mask, you show people what they want to see but behind doors, you express how you really feel. You take the mask off only when you’re alone. You don’t want people to feel bad for you. You ask yourself everyday, why me? What did I do? Did I deserve all of this? When does the pain stop?

People say “Time will heal everything” when actually it does not. Nothing heals, it’s just that you got used to the pain so it’s normal for you. Everyday something new happens you stay stronger than the day before because of how much pain you’ve been through but you still deal with it.

Weeks, Months, and years go by and you still feel the same because of that little thing that caused so much. You wake up everyday hoping that nothing could ruin your day. You remind yourself everday to stay strong. You get up, fake a smile, and just go on with it, that’s life.

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“I never want people to say terrible things to you, and have it ruin your day. But I guess these things are inevitabilities. And I guess I just wish that you knew that you are not the opinion of somebody who doesn’t know you, or care about you, okay?”
-Taylor swift 1989 world tour-


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things that infuriate me abt the signs

***check sun, mars, and ascendant***

aries: you’re too reasonable. let loose once in awhile

taurus: your priorities are whack. you put physical pleasure over the feelings of actual people

gemini: you’re too competitive, its not a race. you’re a know-it-all even when you’re wrong. you linger too long in places you’re not wanted

cancer: you let things get to you too easy. its just a joke, chill dude

leo: you think you’re god’s gift to this green earth and you think everyone owes you something

virgo: way too honest. learn when to bite your tongue

libra: you’re always right but you’re way too nice abt it. this is petty, but step off your moral highground

scorpio: you’re too quiet. i never know what you’re truly thinking or how you feel abt me

sagittarius: you’re too brave sometimes and you rush headfirst into problems when you’re angry. learn how to quit while you’re ahead

capricorn: you will stop at nothing to prove someone wrong, even when its a trivial issue. sometimes you just have to let it go man

aquarius: you’re obsessed with believing you’re edgy. you’re that person who reads a tumblr post abt bpd and suddenly starts showing symptoms

pisces: you have a tendency to feel sorry for yourself. sometimes its easier to just pick your head up and move on than let one bad thing ruin your whole day

A Lovely Situation ( Chapter 1 )

Lin x Reader Summary: So this is the beginning of a little Lin x Reader that no one requested. (Y/N) is seriously crushing on Daveed, and when she finally tells him, he rejects her. Lin ends up comforting (Y/N) and getting a bit closer to her. Daveed ends up fighting for her and she gets confused with her feelings and wonders if she had liked Lin all along….

Word count: 2,449  

Warnings: tiny bit of angst? Rejection.


Today is the day. The day when you finally tell Daveed, your best friend of 2 years, that you like him. You were wishing. Hoping, that it wouldn’t ruin everything between you guys. You remembered the day you guys became best friends.


You were walking home from the theatre after your first day of playing Eliza. A wide grin on your face. It was raining that evening, and you had forgotten to bring your umbrella. There were many days where you would have been pissed that you had forgotten your umbrella. Today was one of those days. It was the only thing that ruined your perfect day. You felt the rain abruptly stop. Looking up you saw a big red umbrella covering you. You spun around, to see a tall muscly man towering above you. Your eyes wondered up to his eyes. You then realised who this was. Daveed. The sexiest man on Broadway. “Hey,” you whispered. “Hi! You looked like you needed a bit of cover from the rain. How could you forget your umbrella? It’s raining cats and dogs” Daveed chuckled. “I normally don’t bring one with me. I forget that New York weather is extremely unpredictable sometimes” You said, pulling a strand of your hair behind your ear. “You were amazing as Eliza tonight. It was amazing seeing you perform. You’re so amazing and wow I’ve said amazing a million times.” He started to rub his neck. You looked down and giggled. “Thank you.”

—End Flashback—

You walked into the living room of your shared apartment with your bestie Jasmine. Realising that Daveed was already there, his eyes glued to his phone. You didn’t even hear a knock on the door or even hear him coming in.

“Hey Daveed when did you get here?” 

You swiftly made your way across the room to hug him. He looked up and hugged you before looking down at his phone again.

“Around 5 minutes ago.”

You stood there glaring at him. He didn’t even make eye contact with you. He was texting someone. You noticed as his fingers moved quickly, typing something and his eyes were stuck to his phone like a hot tongue and cool ice. It must be someone. Special

Should I tell him or not you asked yourself. You took in a deep breath and opened your mouth. 

“Uhm. Daveed can I talk to you for a minute or two?” You asked him.

“Sure!” He replies without raising his eyes from his phone.

A-Alone.” You said quietly as you looked over to Jasmine staring wide eyed at the both of you. Daveed’s eyes shot up as soon as you stuttered the word alone. You never stuttered. Not even when you were nervous as heck.

“Ooooh!” Jasmine screamed as she heard what she said. Of course she would do that. Your roommate, your best friend knew exactly why you wanted to speak to Daveed alone. Daveed chuckled under his breath. Damnit he’s so cute you thought. 

“What are you ooooohing at Jasmine?” Your other friend Pippa questions as she walked out of the kitchen holding a bag of salty popcorn. You notice Daveed looking down at his phone again. He was probably texting the same person. Completely unaware of the world.

“Y/N wants to talk to Daveed alone.” Jasmine retorts in a childish voice.

“Haha Jasmine. Stop ooohing and leave them alone. Oh and Y/N remember, it’s my break day today, you’re on as Eliza today.” 

 You smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

“Daveed? Earth to Diggs!” You shout as he isn’t paying attention at all

“Hmm? Oh yes! What did you wan-” 

You quickly pulled him away to your bedroom so you can finally say what you wanted to say.

“Why are we in your bedroom?” He says as he winks at you. God he’s so lovable you think to yourself. 

“Omg stop. That doesn’t matter. Ok, I. Look I don’t really. Uhm. How should I say thi- Ok. I like you Daveed! I’m sick of pretending to be just friends I’m tired of you talking about all your new girlfriends. I. I just. Really really like you!” You blurted out.

Daveed put his phone in his pocket and sighed and stared at you. Hand scratching his head. You knew that that wasn’t a good sign.

“I-I’m so sorry Y/N, but I don’t feel the same. I hate that you’ve said this to me. I don’t really know where to go from here.”If only you told me this 2 years ago when I had feelings for you. He shouted in his head.

You stared at each other for a minute. Tears brewing in your eyes. Regret in his eyes. You did it. You never thought you would ever do it. But you did it. You told him. You told Daveed you liked him. After a year of being just best friends you threw a live grenade into your platonic relationship. And broke it apart. Ruined everything between you. You had been so cocky. You had always thought he liked you back because of the way he acted. Dammit Daveed why did you have to give you mixed signals! He turned around.

“I gotta get to the theatre. Uhm I’ll see you later.” He says with his back to you. He twisted the handle of your bedroom door and showed himself his way out of your apartment.

You broke down. You fell to the ground onto your knees. Tears running away from your eyes and down your cheeks. You started to cry and sob louder. Jasmine and Pippa ran into your bedroom both falling onto the floor to hug you as tight as they could.

“Wh-What happened Y/N?!” Pippa asks.

“Yeah what happened? We saw Daveed run out of the apartment! He didn’t even say goodbye to us.” Jazzy questions.

“He doesn’t like me back. I’ve destroyed our friendship. I’m a moron.. Pippa I’m really sorry. I know it’s your break day. But I can’t go in and see Daveed.” You whisper as you try to hold back your tears.

Pippa gives an understanding nod and Jazzy hugs you tighter. They didn’t want to say anything. They didn’t know what to say.

“You guys should head to the theatre…I’ll be fine. Just don’t say or do anything stupid to Daveed.” You say as you make your way to your bed.

“Okay..” They both say in unison as they kiss your cheeks and say goodbye.


 You spent the next few days in your bedroom and you only got up from your bed to use the bathroom or for food. Jazzy knew that whenever you’re upset you just want to be left alone so she only came into your room if it was really important. But she always came in every morning to give you a tight, long and understanding hug.

During those long days you were staring at your phone. Hoping that Daveed would text you. You guys would text and talk every single day so it was strange when you didn’t get his texts.


You gasp and quickly grab your phone hoping it was Daveed only revealing it wasn’t. Instead, it was Pippa.

From Pippa: Hey (Y/N)!! I know that you’re probably still upset about the whole Daveed thing but I’m suffering from a sore throat and I’m in desperate need of a break! Could you play Eliza tomorrow?? Xx

You sigh loudly. You didn’t really want to stand on the Richard Rodgers stage to sing and dance your heart out. You didn’t want to face…Daveed. But you felt extremely bad for Pippa and a bit selfish as you didn’t let her have a break the other day.

To Pippa: Aw..Sorry to hear about that! Of course I’ll play Eliza I’m sorry I didn’t let you have your break the other day… x

From Pippa: Great!! And it’s okay! Love you x

You began to doze off into your dreams…


You woke up in the morning all groggy. Looking over to your clock to see what time time was. 10:00am. You yawned pretty loud and got up to face the rest of the day. 

From Pippa: Hey good luck tonight!! You haven’t been on as Eliza in ages! Don’t get the words wrong missy 

 You smiled at the text. Pippa was the only friend sending you cute texts messages to cheer you up. Well Jazzy is a different story, everyday she would shower you with hugs. 

 To Pippa: Thanks Pip! You deserve this break<3 

 You turned off your phone and made your way to the theatre.


The 10 minutes till places call was being made. Quickly you put on your costume and headed to Anthony’s dressing room to find Jazzy. Daveed walked past you. You didn’t even realise. You didn’t even want to realise. You just continued walking and looked to your left. Where you couldn’t be able to see him at all.

 “5 minutes till places”

You sighed. You weren’t gonna find Jazzy on time so you rushed to the left wing, preparing for your entrance. Behind you was Daveed. It wasn’t really a surprise. It’s not like he was going to apologise. It’s not like he was going to confess his undying love for you. No he was just there because he needed to be Thomas Jefferson in the first song. Not your boyfriend. Not your best friend. Just Thomas. Jefferson.

Lin noticed you being a bit fidgety so being one of the greatest friends he is. He put his hand on your shoulder for reassurance and whispered in your ear.

 “You’ll do great, I’m sure if it.”

You looked back at him and forced a weak smile. Nobody knew about the “Daveed Incident” but Pippa and Jazzy. And you were planning to keep it that way. You didn’t really want everyone up in your business anyway.


That night as Act 1 Eliza didn’t feel normal. You tried so hard to plaster a smile on your face for the whole show. It didn’t work. Your voice wasn’t as powerful as normal and you had to always wipe away a tear pretending it was a tear of joy because *Eliza was so happy.*

Act 2 was a different story. Eliza was horribly mortified throughout the whole act. You could finally stop forcing your smiles and blame your voice cracks on *Eliza being sad.*

You kept glancing over to the entrances and you always saw Daveed there. He never stood there when he wasn’t supposed to be on the next song. Every time you looked over. He was already staring at you. You made sure to look at him with tears in your eyes. Show him what he’s done to you. How much he’s hurt you.

You faced Daveed and sang the “How they perceive you. You, you, you..” With much more power than the other lines you sang. All you wanted is for him to say sorry. He didn’t have to confess his undying love for you. All you wanted to hear was an “I’m sorry” I guess he’s too proud to say it you thought


After the performance all you wanted to do was go home to eat ice cream and just cry in your bed. It was a great way to end a day of seeing Daveed’s face everywhere. Everyone congratulated you and made sure you were ok, they must have noticed that you weren’t your usual perky - almost bursting out in laughter and not tears in act 2 - self. You went into your dressing room and quickly changed into your street clothes. Noticing the tiniest things. Like how Daveed’s things weren’t scattered around your room like before. Things have changed. So much. Just in a few days.

You opened the door to your dressing room and saw Daveed. You stared at him. Waiting for the two words. He was startled that you were there. Almost as if he was expecting you to be lying around and not already ready to go home.

 “Uh..I-” he said sheepishly as his hand started to rub his neck.

Just say it Daveed. Sorry. That’s all you have to say. You’re sorry. You thought as you stood there with your arms crossed, glaring at him, waiting for him to finish his sentence.

“I thought you did great out there,” he finally managed to spit it out.But they weren’t the words you wanted to hear. At. All. 

 “Unbelievable.” You mutter underneath your breath as you scoff and push through him. Making your way to the back doors. “(Y/N)!” You heard someone call out. The voice shouted out again “(Y/N)!” Unsure of who it was you slowly turned around. Lin. Lin had always been the friend you could count on. Whenever Daveed was away for anything. Or off sick. Lin would always be by your side. Even when Daveed was here Lin would always. Always be there as well.

“Hey! Why are you in such a rush today?” He says. There’s a tone of worry in his voice. Making you panic a bit. You didn’t want him to see you like this.

“Uhm. I have a date. With my couch and TV!” You said giggling. A wide grin appeared on Lin’s face, making you grin. His smile would cheer up a whole town.

“Mind if I..if I joined you? It’s a bit awkward to be third wheeling but I’m fine with it!”

“Sure! Why not?” you said, forcing a smile.

You really wanted to be alone that night as Jazzy was staying at Anthony’s house today. You wanted to be alone to just cry on the sofa. “Wooooop! Let’s go then!” 


It was 10:47pm and you were both curled up on the sofa and Lin had already fallen asleep. He looked adorably cute in this position. Your head resting on Lin’s shoulder. His head resting on your head. You decided to grab your phone and snap a little picture for Twitter because your fans thought you were dead as you hadn’t posted anything in a while.

You tried to laugh quietly as you posted it on your Twitter with the caption


 I’m not dead guys I’m here!! With the one and only @Lin_Manuel! P.s he snores if you guys wanted to know Pp.s Lin is going to kill me when he sees this. Ppp.s then I truly will be dead.


 Daveed stared at the picture that you tweeted, he reread the caption again and again and again. He noticed that you both looked very close. Maybe too close, he didn’t like it at all. It was at this point. He felt the amorous feelings he had for you come back.



Everybody that you see on this stage, we’ve all been talking about it so much lately how, um, this has been the most magical year of our lives, thanks to you. And… and now it’s gonna end, you know? It’s… it’s wild. It’s so many emotions. Um, and, you know, one of the things that’s been amazing is that I’m able to keep up with you when I’m not here, you know? Like, of course we’re all always gonna come see you in Melbourne. Of course I’ll be back on the next tour, obviously. But in between, in the meantime, I love checking up on you and seeing what you’re doing. And the way I can do that, because we live so far apart, is I can go on Instagram, I can go on Twitter, I can go on Tumblr, and I can see what you’re doing, make sure you’re okay, and everything. And I do that a lot. I’ll always check in with you. One of the coolest things about technology and all of that is I’m able to keep up with you like that. One of the things that scares me, however, about this whole thing where we all have these online identities, is that it opens up a lot of other channels for people to criticise you, and I see it every day. Um, I’ll go on your profile and look at your pictures, and every once in a while I’ll see a picture that you posted that was just cute, you know? You with your friends, you’re not trying to do anything wrong, you’re not trying to annoy anybody, and then you’ll see somebody just post a comment that’s completely unnecessary, and it’ll just be like “ugly”. That’ll be the whole comment. It’s, like, not very thought out, but it can ruin your day. And that’s… I look out into this crowd of people who have been so kind to us – you’ve been so welcoming to us being in your city, and you’ve been so warm to us, and so I never want anything bad to happen to you. I never want people to say terrible things to you, and have it ruin your day. But I guess these things are inevitabilities. And I guess I just wish that you knew that you are not the opinion of somebody who doesn’t know you, or care about you, okay? Every day of my life for the past ten years has been peppered with the opinions of other people on what I look like, who I am, whatever. And, um, lately I’ve started to prioritise your opinion so much higher above their opinion if they don’t care. I was in London, and I was going through it, and I was having a bad day, and I realised that I didn’t care anymore. And, um, the way that the idea hit me, I knew exactly what I wanted to say. And I had a writing session scheduled with a wonderful singer-songwriter named Imogen Heap, and we wrote a song, and we called it Clean. Will you sing along with this one?” - Taylor Swift

Seventeen’s s/o never telling them about their problems

There’s no doubt you love your boyfriend, a Seventeen member, and you trust him with everything. But knowing how busy he can be with his crazy idol life, you often choose to vent to other people about your problems instead of “bothering” him. However, he eventually finds out about your unintentional secrets. How would each Seventeen member react?

Requested by anon. Thanks for requesting this idea! Hope you enjoy <3


“Hey y/n, is there anything that’s been on your mind lately?” Seungcheol hesitantly asks out of the blue. You’re both on the couch; his head is lying down comfortably on your lap as you play with his strands of hair. “You haven’t been telling me a lot about your days lately, and it’s kind of been worrying me to say the least,” he blurts out. Truth is, Seungcheol spotted you the other day venting to Jeonghan about your problems, and it made him wonder why he wasn’t the person you went to for that. “I don’t know..” you sigh. “You’ve been so busy lately and I’d just hate to bother you with that kind of stuff, you know.” Seungcheol immediately gets up from your lap and takes both of your hands in his. “There’s never a day I wouldn’t be willing to sit down and talk to you.” he looks at you softly. “And I’d do it for hours honestly. I want to be here for you the same way you’re always here for me.”


GRUDGE! ALERT! The minute Jeonghan finds you talking to Joshua about personal things you haven’t told him, he’s going to be in utter disbelief. Did his s/o really just pick someone over him? A n g e r y He’s the type to confront you as soon as possible because nO shAme. “Y/n, how do I put this subtly… do you trust me?” Jeonghan says as he holds your arm firmly so that you don’t turn away. “Uh yeah, of course,” you quirk your brow. “Is there something wrong?” “Well it doesn’t seem like it since you’re always hiding these problems from me,” he says with disappointment apparent in his tone. You figure out that he’s been eavesdropping on you and Joshua and can’t help but feel a bit guilty. “Look, Jeonghan, I trust you. I really do. It’s just that your schedule’s been pretty hectic lately compared to everyone else, so I don’t want to burden you with anything more than what’s on your plate.” Your explanation makes him feel bad for getting a little mad at you, so his face softens as he pulls you in for a hug. “Look,” he says quietly into your ear. “I may seem pretty busy, but I’d literally drop everything just for you. Believe me.”


No doubt Joshua would be concerned about your relationship if he sees you talking to Junhui about your problems instead of him. But he’d be so fucking good at hiding his worry from you… Well at least for a good while, because if he gets stuck in a quiet moment with you, he’s probably gonna let it out then. “Y/n, can I be honest with you for a second?” he asks, his face staring away from you into a distance. “Yeah, of course,” you laugh a little. “What kind of relationship doesn’t have honesty?” “Well,” Josh pauses briefly. “I’ve just been getting the feeling that you don’t want to talk to me sometimes about… the less happy things going on in your life…” He also confesses that he eavesdropped on you that one time you were talking to Jun, but you don’t take it too personally. You explain your side, how you don’t want to put any more weight on his shoulders with that busy schedule he’s always got. Josh looks to your hand and inches his closer to yours. “Y/n, believe me when I say I’d go the extra mile to take the weight off of your shoulders too,” his hand lies atop yours and he slowly intertwines his fingers with yours. “Opening up to me is all I ask of you.”


“Can we talk, y/n?” Junhui suddenly pulls you aside. The moment he caught you talking to Soonyoung about your problems has been bothering him for a good week now, and he just had to bring it up. “About what?” you ask, confused. “About… trust? Yeah trust, that’s the word,” he hesitates. “Mmm, I’m listening,” you reply. “Well, I noticed that although we talk a lot, we don’t seem to talk about… everything,” Junhui looks down. “Jun,” you start after realizing what he meant by “everything.” “I want to tell you all about my days but… I don’t want to make your day any more tiresome with my problems. I know how much you go through everyday already,” you stare at your shoes to avoid his gaze. “But don’t you think I’m curious about your day too?” he leans in a little to recapture your eyes. “Y/n, I want to know you as well as you know me. I’m always worried about you… always. Just trust me and I’ll do anything I can to make you happier.”


Soonyoung honestly wouldn’t take it too seriously but he’d still be kind of hurt to see you chatting out your problems with Wonwoo instead of him. “Jagi,” he calls you cutely from afar in a room that only the two of you occupied. “Yes?” you answer with only half of your attention. “Just wanted to let you know that you can tell me absolutely anything… anything at all,” he hides his worry behind a cute smile. “Soonyoung,” you suspect. “What’s going on?” “Nothing,” Soonyoung hums nervously. “I’m only reminding you that I’m an excellent boyfriend who can listen to your hopes, dreams, the happy things… the not-so-happy things…” he trails off in the end. “You give him a stern look. “You heard me talking to Wonwoo about my problems the other day, didn’t you?” “Okay fine, yes I did,” he gives up his overly-cheery facade. “But why though? You know you can always come to me, right?” You tell Soonyoung all about how much you respect his busy idol life, and how much you don’t want to ruin his mood with the negative happenings in your life. “Jagi,” he pulls you close and sways you side to side gently in his arms. “I want to make you happier, but I need to know what’s on your mind so I can figure out how it can do that. Don’t worry about me too much, okay?”


“So I heard you’ve been talking to Soonyoung a lot lately,” Wonwoo brings up the topic out of the blue while you’re cuddling on the couch. “Yeah, what’s wrong with that?” you ask. Ever since Wonwoo caught you two talking about personal problems, he’s definitely been a little concerned. Was your boyfriend not trustworthy enough for the things you told Soonyoung? “I just want to let you know that you can come to me for anything, okay?” Wonwoo replies as he looks into your face with concern. “You caught us talking about my life the other day, didn’t you,” you reply while looking away from him. “Mmm yeah I did,” Wonwoo replies guiltily. “But I’m sorry, I just can’t help but think that there’s something wrong if you’re not coming to me for problems.” You tell him that you think he’s always busy and that you’re afraid of the negativity your problems might give him. “I’m never to busy for you, y/n. Tell me whatever you want to tell me, I’ll always listen,” he says before pecking your forehead lightly.


*Cue Jealous! Jihoon* because oh boy, he’s gonna catch you talking to Jeonghan about your problems and instantly want to pull out his guitar and sMacK tHe BoY. He’d kinda be hurt too, like why ain’t you coming to him for this stuff?? “Y/n,” Jihoon calls your name out of nowhere while you guys are hanging out. “Yeah?” “Why don’t you ever talk to me about your problems?” Jihoon speeds through his sentence out of nervousness. “I mean, you’re always telling me about the good things that happen to you, but I know that’s not all of what you have to say.” Silence sets in for a moment. “I’m sorry if I’m coming off as intrusive but-” “No no, I get what you mean,” you cut off Jihoon. “It’s just… you’re always so busy and I hate to bother you with the not-so-great things that happen to me.” “Y/n I’m always gonna make time for you, and you can tell me anything at all.” Jihoon then pulls you into a hug and rubs your arm.


He’ll try not to take it too seriously tbh. Seokmin will probably just come up to you one day and give you a reassuring smile before saying, “hey jagi, you know you can tell me anything whenever, right?” And the way he says that would be pretty suspicious so you’d ask him why he’s suddenly bringing this up. “I don’t know… you don’t seem to talk to me about… you know… your problems,” he trails off as he looks to the floor. “You’re always so busy, and I hate to ruin your day with negative things like that,” you reply quietly. “Y/n, I want to help you,” he smiles comfortingly. “If there’s anything I can say or do for you to help you get through them, I’ll do it.”


Poor puppygyu would get pretty sad when he overhears you venting about your problems to Minghao. The fact that you’re not telling him anything this personal would put a damper on his day, and it’d be obvious. “Hey Mingyu, are you alright?” you tilt your head slightly to observe Mingyu’s sad facial expression from afar. “You’re always so happy when you talk to me, but…” his face lowers. “I know that’s not all of it.” Silence sets in. “I would tell you everything, but you know how much I hate to bother you when you’re clearly busy with work,” you sigh. “Y/n,” Mingyu takes a hand of yours and steps closer. “I care about you too much to leave you like that. Just let me help you, because I promise I’ll do anything I can to help you get through anything.”


After Minghao catches you talking to Seungkwan about your problems, it’ll be obvious that he’s thinking about it. He’ll get super clingy when hanging out with you because he wants to see your reaction, as one question will constantly linger in his mind: are you really distancing yourself from him? “Minghao, you’re never this touchy with me,” you giggle as he holds onto your arm tightly and leans his head on your shoulder. “Y/n,” he starts of hesitantly. “Is there anything I’m doing wrong?” “Wrong in what?” you ask curiously. “In our relationship,” he replies. “You can tell me anything, you know. I’ll respect whatever is on your mind.” You explain to him your effort to give him some space with his busy schedule, but Minghao shakes his head and smiles, slightly relieved that you weren’t actually distancing yourself from him. His face comes closer: “I care about you more than some schedule. That schedule means nothing to me when I’m with you.”


Seungkwan would be worried as heCk when he finds out you’ve been telling Hansol about your problems. Are you distancing yourself from him? Is there something wrong with your relationship? Has he been coming off as judgmental lately? These questions would be circling in his head for nights until he finally asks you about it (he’ll probably try to make the convo more casual to make him less nervous) “sO I HEARD FROM A BIRDIE THAT YOU’VE BEEN TELLING HANSOL ALL ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS. INSTEAD OF ME???” You finally explain to him that you think he’s always busy and you don’t want to burden him with your problems, so he’ll get hella soft and probably want to cry while hugging you sadly. “Jagi, I’m never too busy for you. I’d stop time for you any day.”


Like Seungkwan, Hansol would be pretty concerned when he finds you sharing your problems with Joshua instead of him. After a few days of contemplating, he’d straight up ask you, “Hey, why do you never come to me when you have problems? You know I’m always here to listen, right?” “I know how tough your job is, Hansol,” you say as you twiddle your fingers. “I don’t want to give you anything else to worry about everyday, that’s all.” “Hey,” he takes a hand and makes you look at him. “I’m always thinking about you and wondering how you’re doing. And if you’re not telling me how you’re doing, you only make me more worried. You don’t have to hold back from telling me anything, okay?”


He’d feel pretty left out when he finds out you’ve been telling Hansol about all of your problems instead of him. Chan might start to think that you’re interested in someone else, and that would keep him up at night. “Y/n, can we talk?” he’d randomly ask you while you’re sitting closely together on the couch. You nod. “Well, I know I shouldn’t be nosy like this but… have you been talking to Hansol a lot lately?” “Yeah, but I only go to him when I’ve got something on my mind,” you respond. “Why?” Chan asks. “You know, if anything is bothering you, you can always let me know too.” He sighs before continuing. “I just feel like you haven’t been telling me a lot lately. I want to talk to you.” You explain yourself and how you don’t want to interfere with his busy life, so his arm around you pulls you closer to his chest. “Y/n, I want to take care of you. Just let me.”
Ed Sheeran forced to quit Twitter after revealing vile comments bring him down
TROLLS have forced Ed Sheeran to quit Twitter. The Glastonbury headliner and chart record breaker said a constant stream of vile comments had been bringing him down. He told The Sun: “I’ve actually…


Ed Sheeran forced to quit Twitter after revealing vile comments bring him down

EXCLUSIVE  By Dan Wootton, Associate Editor3rd July 2017, 9:39 pm

TROLLS have forced Ed Sheeran to quit Twitter.

The Glastonbury headliner and chart record breaker said a constant stream of vile comments had been bringing him down.

He told The Sun: “I’ve actually come off Twitter completely. I can’t read it.

“I go on it and there’s nothing but people saying mean things. Twitter’s a platform for that.

“One comment ruins your day. But that’s why I’ve come off it.

“The head-f*** for me has been trying to work out why people dislike me so much.”

Ed’s Instagram account will automatically generate tweets on the site but he will not be using it himself.

The 26-year-old Shape Of You singer said instead he gets his reality checks from close friends and family.

He explained: “I have people like my dad who will have a conversation with me.

“I don’t have to have someone calling me a whatever.”

But Ed will still read public feedback on his favourite websites, which are more positive.

He said: “The comments on The Sun’s websites are actually nice.

“You would have thought comments on a newspaper website could be the mean ones.”

Ed was even targeted by angry fans of Lady Gaga. He said: “Lady Gaga’s fanbase read an interview in which they assumed I was talking about her and they all f***ing hate.

“And it wasn’t anything to do with that at all.

“So I think Twitter gets on a massive steam roll of assuming things and then you get in the s***.”

Celebs including Stephen Fry, Adele, Rylan Clark-Neal and Zayn Malik have all at some time temporarily quit Twitter over hate.

“I never want people to say terrible things to you, and have it ruin your day. But I guess these things are inevitabilities. And I guess I just wish that you knew that you are not the opinion of somebody who doesn’t know you, or care about you, okay?”
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