right so i’m gonna give you a more detailed account of what went down :
so on sunday taylor liked a photo of me and i was S H O O K because she’d never noticed me before, and the next morning i woke up to a message from rn from the night before, asking me for some details (this was all completely confidential). they rung me back and said that they had a secret event they wanted to invite me to on friday. they were very vague about the details so i guessed it was pretty big. so i spent the whole week getting excited and then the friday came and i was dying inside from not telling you guys! but we went to the meeting place that we’d been told to go to (there was a terrible moment when i thought i wasn’t going to make it on time bc i’d gone to the wrong place that was an hour away but thank god we got there) and after queuing for a while we signed confidentiality agreements and gave up our bags and phones. after a lil while we got on a shuttle bus to another secret location and by this point i was like actually d y i n g. we got in, they did some security checks and we went up to the kitchen to get food (taylor’s spotify playlist was on in the background). there were rep m and m’s, rep iced biscuits, cheese and crackers and ofc my fave chicken nuggets (THEY WERE SO GOOD I ATE LIKE 10). i was talking to @auntbeckyisbae and @lovetaylorsmusic (who are so lovely btw) when i spotted scott swift handing out guitar picks and talking to fans. and then tree paine came thru and that was awesome bc it was like all the iconic people were there, and we also saw andrea coming down the stairs and waved. and then suddenly we all got moved through to the living room with candles burning everywhere and cushions on the floor around a chair and a speaker and that was when i let myself get my hopes up that this was a secret session. and then as i was looking at the door i saw a glimpse of red lipstick and shouted so loud and everyone started shouting and screaming support and my queen @taylorswift came in in the most beautiful camouflage patterned dress, with curly hair and these fucking snake boots that slayed me so hard. she introduced herself (ofc) and talked us through what was gonna happen and what we could and couldn’t say and she shouted out all 13 of the countries represented. and then the secret stuff happened that i can’t talk about but i can promise you reputation is a piece of art ; it’s dark, it’s sexy, it’s sharp, it’s emotional and it’s so her. there were songs that had us screaming bc of how witty they were and then THAT song that we all cried at. at one point during the one that made us all cry tay looked at me and smiled and mouthed some of the most emotional lyrics and i d i e d. then we got to read the rep magazines and they were passed around while tay got ready for photos, and then suddenly i was walking in to meet her and i was so nervous and she smiled really big and said ‘hey honey!’ in the brightest voice and i told her i loved her and she said i love you too! and we talked about the cats and she said mere still hates her but loves her bf and we just talked and it was incredible. we took a picture of me hugging her and then my brother got one too, and all too soon it was over and i was walking away and saying bye and thank you. and then we got our merch bags and got on the bus back.
Needed a break from work and I’m obsessed with the Sanders sides.
Have a poster.
Edit: it’s not drawn. It’s a Photoshop edit. I can’t draw. But I am good with Photoshop. And thank you all so much for the kind words ❤
Also: I cant sell it as an actual poster. I don’t want to infringe any copyright. If TS gets to see this and like it I would redo it for him to sell it. I’m not going to. You are welcome to use it as phone background and so on but please don’t infringe my copyright or TS’s copyright by stealing it and selling it. thank you!
I can’t believe it’s been almost a year since I was lucky enough to commission zenwisterias/taylordrawsto draw two of my OCs, Kyna and Brandon! I also can’t believe I got too awkward to actually thank her properly??? They’re amazing and I love them, thank you so so much!!!
I’ve been writing and developing these guys on and off for around six years now, so it’s incredible to be able to see them somewhere other than inside my brain. Thank you sooo much Tayor!!!
Now I just have to wait for her to open them again so I can commission the other three OCs in this team ;)
Summary: You Facetime Tom after finding out from fans he cut his hair. Your phone was off while you were landing home from a flight.
Warnings: SWEARING LIKE ALWAYS :)
Word Count: 1,700+
A/N: 400 more till 3k!! I love you all so much :)
I turn 21 in 2 months c: Which means I can buy alcohol, meaning I CAN WRITE FREQUENT SMUT IF YOU GUYS WOULD LIKE CAUSE I LOVE SMUT
“So how was your trip?” Your mom asks happily through the phone. Reaching for your bag out of the carrier you tell her to hold on. Sometimes she calls you at the worst times. She onetime called you while Tom and you were having sex and wouldn’t stop calling till you picked up. Your mother was relentless sometimes.
“It went well mom, I’m just back to be in London” admitting the truth with a smile on your face. You loved it here because you got to live with the love of your life.
“How’s Tom doing? Anything new since Spider-Man Homecoming?” she absolutely adored Tom, she claims he’s the best you’ve had out of the guys you’ve dated.
“Yes he’’s actually working on another film, he’s been gone for two weeks while I was away as well so we’re both out and about” you explain as you walk down the plane aisle. You could hear her talking to your dad about Tom. Mentally wondering why she just doesn’t put you on speaker so he can hear too.
“Hey I’m going to go so I can focus okay? Plus Nikki is picking me up from the airport with Tessa” Saying your goodbyes you hang up your phone. Slipping your phone into your purse you make your way out of the gate. The sound of your suitcase clicking against the bumps in the carpet.
Walking past people to head towards the baggage claim. Looking at the time on your Apple Watch you walk a little faster. Nikki said she would be here at a certain time and you didn’t like making people wait. Turning the corner you go down the escalator descending to the baggage claim.
Hearing a bark makes you search the crowd of people. A little grey blob pushes people out of the way. Nikki’s red hair standing out as she took off after Tessa. Opening your arms you get tackled by your favorite dog in the world. Her tongue laps at your face making you giggle.
“Tessa my love, I missed you so much” her body wiggling in your arms as you tried calming her down. People were looking at the interaction the two of you were having. Grabbing her leash you stand back up.
Nikki opens her arms to you which you gladly take her hug. She gives the best hugs in the damn world. Letting you go she kisses both of your cheeks , she’s like a second mom. Tugging your free hand she pulls you along. She took your extra suitcase even though you tried to take it but she insisted. Leaving thankfully no one was outside, if Tom was with you it would have been a lot worse. He draws big crowds full of his loving fans.
“c’mon Tessa lets get in the car” opening the door for her she jumps inside. Taking your backpack and purse off you set them on the floor of the car. You hear clicking sounds and turn around to see people with cameras.
Getting in the car you close the door annoyed with the cameras. You don’t know how Tom does it all the time, it’s got to be truly exhausting having your every move watched. Even his family has to deal with it. Nikki tells you to ignore them and starts the car pulling out of the parking spot. Tessa jumps back onto the seat and lays down next to you.
Smiling down at her you place your hand on her head. Your thumb stroking her head slowly to her ears and repeating it. Watching as her eyes closed from your touch. God you love her so much, probably more than Tom.
Taking your phone out you see notifications pop up. Clicking on them you see Tom’s tweet and your heart stops. Going to his Instagram you see he hasn’t posted anything. Clicking on his tagged photos you see his fans posts. Scrolling through they’re all freaking about his Bye Bye Hair tweet.
Exiting the Instagram app you open your messages and clicking on Tom’s name. Looking at the messages waiting for some sort of explanation. Typing and retyping the message you want to send. Normally he keeps you updated but he hasn’t said a damn thing. When he does that you start to feel like a fan yourself and freak out.
So what’s with the tweet, care to spill the secret like you do with every Marvel secret?
Locking your phone you know it’d be a while to get a message back if he was on set. The ride home was filled with conversation about your trip. The two of you talked as Tessa slept peacefully. Nikki told you stories about the boys and how mischievous they’ve been. She says Paddy has been getting into the sweets more and has grown a sweet tooth recently.
Checking your phone you see there’s still no text back. You ask Nikki and she explains she has no clue. Apparently Tom hasn’t even told her which she thought was odd. You knew it was very odd because he’s such a momma’s boy.
Nikki drops you off at Toms and helps you with your stuff. After you and Tessa are all settled she tells you to come over for dinner. Apparently Harry has been working on something and wants the family to see. He knew you were coming back into town so he told Nikki to tell you since you’re practically family.
Hugging Nikki goodbye you shut the door behind her as she leaves. Picking your phone off the table you see notifications again. Some were from Harrison and your friends messaging you. The messages consisted of screenshots asking why Tom was cutting his hair. Your thoughts get interrupted by your ringtone you made for Tom. It was him saying quackson.
C’mon angel don’t be like that, let me give you a call xx
Rolling your eyes you connect your phone to the charger. Your phone starts ringing flashing ‘Meme King wants to FaceTime.’ Clicking the answer you see Tom relaxing with a hood on his head. Normally his curls peep out which make you narrow your eyes trying to see his curls. His smile distracting as he cheers happily to see your face.
“Ah there’s my beautiful girl, I’ve missed you darling” his voice making your heart ache, you miss him so much.
“Hey baby, I’ve missed you more..” you pout looking at him snuggle deeper into the couch. You could hear Harrison in the background talking. Tessa’s tags jingle as she jumps onto the L shaped couch.
“There’s my little one! I love you Tessa soooo much” Tom cooed into the screen making a kiss face.
“Tom so are you going to tell me what that tweet was about?” You ask turning the screen back to you. The seriousness in your face made his smile fall.
“I uh.. well I can’t keep it a secret from you anymore” He pulls the hood revealing his hair of cur.. there are no curls. Just short hair that he fixed with his hand. Your jaw dropping at the sight because last night you talked to him and all the curls were there.
“Christ, you don’t like it do you” Tom sits up fixing the angle he had the screen at. You were in shock because you haven’t seen Tom with short hair, the only pictures you’ve seen are from when he was little. Nikki likes to show you pictures from her archive whenever you see her.
“N-No baby, I’m just thrown off is all.. you look very handsome I’m just going to miss the curls” you give him a smile as you see his features relax. Did he really care that much about what you thought of his hair?
“I know how you like gripping onto them when I go down on you” he sighs tilting his head back. Your cheeks tinting pink from what he just said.
“Oi! I’m right here and you’re going to talk to her in front of me like that man? you two are like rabbits” Harrison’s voice fills your ears making you face palm yourself. God dammit Thomas.
“It’s the truth so now she has to wait for them to grow back” Tom defends himself laughing at his best friend. Harrison pops up behind Tom flipping you and him off.
“Awww Hazeroonie don’t be mad you don’t have a sex life” you tease sticking your tongue out. Harrison lets out a small scream taking off out of the frame.
“Okay yeah I’m definitely going to miss your curls now” you sigh thinking of the last time you two were alone together. Your thighs clamping together tightly at the thought.
“I’ll be home when I can love, I’ll FaceTime you every night till were together.. then when I’m home you can give me some personal FaceTime” his smirk making your heart rate pick up again.
“PLEASE GET A ROOM THOMAS” Tom’s head is then hit with a pillow causing him to drop his phone. In the background you hear the two getting into a little fist fight. Knowing them they’re going to sound like children any second with their banter.
“cut it out you twat I’m talking to my girl right now” Tom huffs after a slap sounds echoes through the air. The phone is kicked around making the room look like it’s spinning.
“Ow don’t pull my hair!” Harrison whines followed by a thud. Laughter filling the air making you sigh. These two were actual children.
Tom picks up his phone that fell from before. Harrison says he’s going to the store leaving the two of you alone. The two of you talk about how long it will be till you see each other again. It was hard while he’s away but you really enjoyed these FaceTime calls. It was the only time you’d see him when he wasn’t busy and it made the wait worth it.
Dean almost ignores the ringing cell
phone next to him on the table because he’s seriously not in the mood
to talk to anyone with an empty stomach and only about fifteen
minutes left of his lunch break to change that.
But as soon as he notices the name
“CAS” flashing on his phone’s screen Dean finds himself smiling
brightly, the sandwich in front of him forgotten.
“Hey, Cas,” he says cheerfully
after picking up. The warmth in his chest spreads instantly just
thinking about the man on the other end of line and he feels like a
giddy teenager once again. It’s been about ten months since they made
their relationship official and Dean can’t imagine this intense
feeling of rightness to ever go away.
“Hey, Dean,” a voice greets him
that is most definitely not Castiel, sounding way too young
and way too female.
Dean, however, doesn’t feel put out
by it. On the contrary, his grin only grows.
“Claire, honey,” he says gently.
“Does your dad know you’re using his phone?”
“Yes,” Claire claims, though
there is a waver in her tone Dean knows way too well.
He narrows his eyes. “Are you
lying to me right now? Remember what we told you about that?”
Claire sighs as if it’s a heavy
burden to put up with some grown-ups. “Daddy knows,” she insists.
“He gave it to me, so I can play with it.”
Dean chuckles. “Playing Candy
Crush is not the same as calling some people, sweetie. Can you
imagine the phone bill if you’d accidentally dial someone in China?”
“I don’t wanna call China,” she
counters, the frown on her face actually audible through the phone.
“I just wanna call you.”
Dean feels his heart seize. “That’s
very sweet, Claire –”
“I miss you,” she interjects,
her voice lower all of a sudden. “When will you be back and make us
Kara Danvers can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh. Because she's dead.
*starts crying* Oh-Oh my god, I can't believe Kara died an-and I wasn't th-*hiccups* there to save her. I'M A HORRIBLE FRIEND!!!
NO,NO,NO,NO. Lena, Lena,Lena I'm so sorry. I'm here ,it's me Kara Danvers your favorite cub reporter. I'm not actually de- you know what can we forget I even answered the phone like that.I was just being a dick.
*sniffles* Why would you tell me yo-your dead? You know I have no friends. Everyone I love is either dead or in prison.
*in the background* yikes.
I-I'm so sorry Lena, let me take you out for ice cream and a kale smoothie yeah?, *covers speaker* Alex order 3 dozen flowers and a "I'm sorry I told you I was dead card".
OMG OMG HC WHERE PETER JUST VLOGS ABOUT HOW MUCH HE MISSES YOU WHEN HE IS IN HIS STARK INTERNSHIP
when i say this is the cutest thing peter has ever done for you
i can’t even exaggerate it
saying goodbye to him was a bitter-sweet moment for you because you were always worried about him and would miss him, but you were extremely proud of him for getting to go on his first mission
peter knew you’d be missing him
and of course lil’ homeboy was desperately wishing you could’ve gone with him
“happy, why can’t we bring y/n???”
“do you even think about the things you ask me before you do so?”
anyways peter wanted to make sure you still felt included on this huge milestone of his
he’d decide he was going to take videos to keep you posted like all the vlogs he had seen on youtube
oh my god he tried to keep it secretive so he could surprise you once he got home
but he was just so excited you ended up getting multiple vlogs a day
and you were most definitely not complaining about how cute your boyfriend was
“ok so we’re getting on the plane now…if you were here you could’ve sat here”
and he’d point the camera to the seat directly next to him
“or here :))”
and now the camera would move to his lap
but he’d move the camera away hella quick as soon as happy came by the aisle and shut up
he didn’t get much sleep on the flight, so that was probably the longest vlog
a good 40 minutes after being edited
he had to split it up and send it to you in like 9 separate parts
you watched every second of it
“what’s a movie we haven’t already watched?”
“how far do you think i can throw this cup without hitting anything?”
“i wonder if my webs would stick to clouds- wait no that doesn’t obey any laws of science or physics…they’d just cut right through… should i invent webs that stick to clouds??”
“oh wait, you can’t answer me at the moment so i should stop asking so many questions..”
waking up happy every hour or so with his shenanigans and getting it on film
stark even got a huge kick out of these clips
“ok.. *yawn* i think i’m gonna get some sleep since we got 35 minutes *yawn* left.. i miss you already”
pouty, sleepy peter aw
the next one came from his arrival in berlin as he was walking around with happy
“so…not sure exactly why we’re here, but this is so cool!”
“oh my gosh i’m totally bringing you to berlin next time!!!!”
“happy, say hi to y/n!!”
“please save me from your boyfriend”
also: “i really don’t know how you’re dating him”
him showing you allllll the scenery
“woah, i feel like a really cool narrator”
lots of !!!!!! coming from peter at actually everything he sees
“peter, you know we’re in public, people are staring”
“sorry babe, i guess that’s my cue to go, i’ll call you when i get to the hotel”
lot’s of kisses being blown to the camera
him opening up his camera right after ending the last one
“oH AND I MISS YOU OKBYE”
next up was the iconic hotel introduction
“dO YOU SEE THE SIZE OF THIS ROOM”
“we could both have king size beds in here”
“wait, that’s dumb you can just sleep with me”
peter setting down the phone while he’s changing into his little homemade suit so the camera goes black for a minute and you hear a small crash
“i’m fINE JUST HIT THE LAMP”
peter hyping himself up in the camera and it makes your heart swELL
“do i look ok? i think stark is gonna be impressed, i added a new-”
“what is that? what are you wearing?”
“it’s my suit :))”
oh my gosh you actually had to take a screenshot of the look on peter’s face when he showed you his new suit stark had designed for him
“BaBE BABE BABE DO YOU SEE THIS? THIS IS INSANE”
sending him loads of supporting texts after getting all these videos that make him blush
“MY BOYFRIEND IS THE CUTEST WOW”
you don’t hear from him for the rest of the day, which is a bit alarming, but you try to think only the best and hope that he’s doing alright
then all of a sudden you get a facetime call
i know, not a vlog, but i think he’d actually do this tbh
he’s actually in the middle of the airport fight
“woah, there’s captain america…black widow..hey who’s the new guy?”
“shit, babe that’s me i gotta go”
hearing him in the background
watching various superheros flying across the screen of your phone and seeing random explosions
peter screaming often
him swinging across the camera
head ass just left his phone chilling while he fought
thinking he could actually get in lots of trouble for this???
after everything calms down, a disheveled peter returns to the screen
“oh hey, angel, you’re still here”
he sounds kinda outta breath
his mask is half on
he’s got a few bruises forming
“peTER I SAW YOU FLYING ACROSS THE SCREEN AND-”
“I STOLE CAPTAIN AMERICA’S SHIELD”
followed by: “sHIT I GOTTA GO MISS YOU LOVE YOU BYE”
him hanging up very quickly with a panicked look on his face
not hearing from him until another hour later
this one was shorter but it was still cute as hell
“aND THEN MR. STARK SAID, ‘HEY UNDEROOS!’ AND I SWUNG IN AND I STOLE CAP’S SHIELD AND I WAS ALL ‘hey everybody’ and tHEN I STOLE CAP’S SHIELD AND-”
he stopped when there was a knock at the door
“hold up, baby”
homeboy flipping across the bed
you’re still in aw of his abilities ????
“we have thin walls, you know”
“so sorry, happy, it’s for y/n!!”
“ok, i’m back.. i think i need some sleep though, i can’t feel the left right side of my face. but i love you and miss you a lot and i think i come home tomorrow, did i mention i miss you? anyways, goodnight baby!”
he didn’t even edit it he was so tired, but it made you happy he was finally getting some rest
in the mornings he made you another vlog
“ok, good morning, *rubbing eyes, lots of yawning*, i’m on my way home, berlin was crazy, did i tell you i stole cap’s shield last night, babe?”
“anyways, i really really miss you. god, i haven’t kissed you in like 30 hours this is ridiculous”
IF YOU THINK THIS BOY DIDN’T PUT TOGETHER A BLOOPERS VLOG FOR YOU TOO YOU ARE WRONG
he also had tony give you a little hello
“peter did great at the stark internship retreat, y/n, and-”
“oh, mr. stark, she knows it’s cool, she’s in on our little secret”
lots of bloopers of him messing up his lines that he prepared in his head
trying to speak german
key word: trying
retelling the captain america story
talking about taking out bucky and sam
he said he missed you about 73847493 times
and he made sure you knew that
and you definitely felt it
but it made it much more bearable having him being gone
OK I LOVED DOING THIS THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING IT!!!
don’t get me wrong, i love seeing those court of dreams + instagram edits, they’re GORGEOUS and often really clever, but like, i want to draw attention to the fact that there is 0 percent chance, realistically, that each and every one of them would have a perfectly balanced Aesthetic grid going on
The Court of Dreams + Instagram, For Realsies:
Rhys:assorted things he finds pretty (tending towards the abstract; probably thinks he’s A Photographer but isn’t) with needlessly overdramatic, sweeping, vague statements about feelings or love or life’s journey attached to each one. lots of pictures of Feyre with GUSHING PARAGRAPHS about how much he adores her.
Az: his profile just says “mor made me do this.” has posted exactly one picture and it’s of a cool cloud or something.
Cassian: WORKOUT SELFIES. hashtags about illyrianLYFE and The Grind. candids of Nesta looking annoyed captioned with 80 thirsty emojis. occasional low-tier memes well past their expiration date poached from some third-hand site like ifunny. comments on everything everyone else posts.
Mor: actually pretty aesthetic. posts The Most out of everyone. the OOTD, ~brunch and mimosas with the girls!~, killer selfies, Sephora Shopping Haul, etc kind of trendy poster. Also in this AU she has a cat and posts a shitton of pictures of the cat, and also Azriel with the cat.
Elain: Lots of flowers, some selfies, mushy quotes about positivity and friendship, but also that friend who cannot shut the fuck up about her relationship. “Nesta, I have to unfollow Elain,” Cassian says blearily over breakfast while scrolling through his phone. “My entire feed right now is pictures of her and Lucien kissing. She’s got song quotes under each one. I can’t do this.”
Lucien: Doesn’t have instagram, but spends all his time getting into fights about politics and his opinions about movies on twitter.
Nesta: Infrequent poster. mostly pics of places she travels to. takes some selfies of dramatic makeup looks she’s trying, and never smiles in any of them. there are occasional videos of Cassian being goofy, though, and MAYBE that’s her giggling in the background but she’d deny it.
Feyre: Actually a normal internet human. Posts her art, ~aesthetic~ photos of her studio, occasional pictures of her out with friends. There is the rare cute picture of rhys, captioned with something like “i guess I love this idiot” in hilarious contrast to his ramblings about her. (There are no selfies. Feyre’s not good at selfies. Mor has tried to teach her how to Work The Angles but Feyre feels too weird taking pictures of herself.)
Amren: I can’t believe people think Amren would have any social media at all. She’s like a combination of Rosa from B99 and Ron Swanson: “You people already know too much about me.”
Request: umm what about exos reaction (as your bf) to one of the bts members being your best friend (as in the you go to for everything instead of them) btw I love both exo and bts very much. I just wanted to see how you would write it (: Thank you
Thank you for requesting this! Hope you enjoy 💕
You had just found out you got into the university of your choice and you were ecstatic. Quickly, you got your phone out of your pocket and after nearly dropping it twice, dialed your best friends number.
“Hello?” Seokjin’s voice picked up on the first ring.
“Jin, you’ll never believe it!” you exclaimed. “I got in! I got offered a place at the—”
“You got in?!” came your boyfriend’s voice from the other room. He didn’t hear you address the person on the phone as he walked into the kitchen with a big smile.
“I—yeah, babe,” you smiled at Minseok quickly and then moved the phone from your ear to show him that you were on the phone. “I’ll talk to you in a moment, okay?”
“Oh,” Minseok nodded, his stomach sinking at the realization that he wasn’t the first one you told the exciting news to. “Sure, yeah.”
You turned away from him and got back to your conversation with Jin. Both of you squealed in joy for at least ten minutes, and once you finally hung up the phone, you went to find your boyfriend.
Minseok was lying on his bed, his phone in his hands. He didn’t even raise his head when you walked in.
“I got off the phone,” you said, extending the acceptance letter for him to see.
“Oh, good,” Minseok said simply. “Congratulations, by the way.”
“Thank you,” you said a little confused by his coldness. “Is everything okay?”
He sighed and locked his phone before finally looking up at you. “I’m never the first person you tell anything to.”
You blinked a few times, taken aback by the sudden confession.
“What?” you said, still trying to understand what he just said. “Minseok, I tell you everything.”
“Right. But first, you tell Seokjin everything,” he countered. “And then you come find me.”
“That’s not—” you started but quickly realized that his words might have really made sense. “Does that really upset you?”
“Well, of course,” Minseok said. “You’re my girlfriend, my best friend, and my go-to person. It just kind of sucks to know that I’m not the same for you.”
You bit your lip, feeling your own heart start to hurt at the sight of him being so upset.
“I’m sorry,” you said, then. “But you are the most important person to me, though.”
“Oh, am I now?”
“Yes,” you smiled, a teasing glint in your eyes. “Let me prove it to you.”
Before he could reply, you leaned in closer to him and placed a soft kiss on his lips, moving away before the kiss could go anywhere.
“Am I forgiven?” you asked with a small smirk.
“Oh, you wish,” he replied, “You’ll have to do better than that,” and he pulled your hand closer, forcing you to fall onto the bed next to him, so he could kiss you properly.
When he heard the door of the apartment open, he jumped up from where he was sitting on the couch in the living room and ran across the whole apartment to tackle you in a hug.
“Don’t ever leave me alone for this long again,” he told you, not releasing you from his arms. “I don’t even remember where you went but it’s been too long.”
“I’ve only been gone for two hours,” you said through laughter.
“Yeah, but you told me you’d be gone for twenty minutes,” he said, removing himself from you and finally letting you breathe.
“Yeah, I thought so, but then Hoseok pulled out his phone to show me some pictures from—”
“Hold on,” Junmyeon stopped you, his face no longer excited. “You’ve been out to see Hoseok? Again?”
His tone sounded accusing, so your face fell a little. “Well, yeah.”
“Y/n, you’ve spent more time with him this week than with me,” he said, crossing his arms.
“Junmyeon, we live together. I think I spend quite a lot of time with you.”
“You don’t sound too happy about that.”
You had to laugh at the absurdity of his accusations. “Don’t be ridiculous. I love living with you. And Hoseok is my friend, you know that.”
“Feels like he’s more than a friend.”
“You’re right,” you said, watching his face twist in shock. “He’s one of my closest friends.”
“Okay, nice way to give me a heart attack,” Junmyeon commented sarcastically and turned to walk away from you.
“Hey!” you called after him, concerned suddenly. “Are you actually mad at me?”
“Not sure yet,” he replied, walking towards his bedroom.
“Oh, come on! I’ll cook you dinner to make you feel better, how does that sound?”
“Okay. I’ll cook you dinner and give you all of my undivided attention.”
Junmyeon suddenly stopped and turned around to look at you. “Now that sounds better.”
Yixing wasn’t very jealous of your friendship with BTS’ Namjoon but he wasn’t a big fan of it, either. He wasn’t a fan of any guy who was close to you, so it was no surprise.
He never caused a scene whenever you told him you’d be hanging out with Namjoon because he trusted you, but he was still slightly upset that he wasn’t the only guy in your life.
The only time Yixing actually saw you hang out with Namjoon, though, was during Junmyeon’s birthday party. At first, he was just standing next to you while you and Namjoon discussed something that caused Yixing unexplainable boredom. He excused himself to get a drink and found himself listening to one of Chen’s jokes for at least fifteen minutes. When he made his way back to you, you were still talking to Namjoon.
Overwhelmed by the sudden irrational jealousy, he made his way towards you and hugged you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder, and startling you in the process.
“Yixing, you scared me,” you said, trying to recover.
“Sorry,” he said, shamelessly kissing your shoulder. “I just missed you.”
Namjoon cleared his throat, causing Yixing to raise his head with a small smirk.
“I’m going to go mingle,” Namjoon said, awkwardly walking away.
You turned around to face your boyfriend with a surprised expression on your face.
“What’s gotten into you?” you asked, not used to his public displays of affection.
“Nothing,” Yixing shrugged innocently. “You’ve been talking to Namjoon the whole night. I thought you could use the distraction.”
“If by ‘whole night’ you mean twenty minutes, then I agree,” you told him. “And I’m going to assume you’re the distraction?”
“Twenty minutes feels like an eternity when you’re away from me,” he said. “And not just away, but also with some other guy.”
“He’s my best friend, Yixing.”
“And I’m your boyfriend.”
You sighed. “Sometimes I question why.”
He faked offense but quickly recovered and smirked instead. Then, he leaned in closer to you so he could whisper in your ear, “I’ll show you why when we’re home.”
You and Baekhyun were having dinner in your kitchen. He had just finished telling you about practice today and asked you how your day went.
“I had a fairly decent day, actually,” you admitted. “Like, remember the book I told you about yesterday?”
Baekhyun frowned. “No, actually. You didn’t tell me about any books.”
“What? But I did! Like, the main character goes to—oh, wait. Maybe you’re right, I think I told Yoongi about it.”
Baekyun stopped chewing and raised his eyes from his plate to meet yours.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked.
“Sorry, I thought I did,” you said. “Anyway, I—”
“You used to tell me about the books that you read,” Baekhyun interrupted you, still hung up on the same thing.
“I still do that,” you replied.
“No, not anymore,” he shook his head. “Actually, you stopped telling me about the small things from your day altogether. Do you talk to Yoongi about it?”
“I don’t know,” you shrugged, not catching the jealous tone in his voice. “I talk to Yoongi about a lot of things.”
Baekhyun’s face transformed completely and the jealousy could not be missed anymore.
“So,” he said in a sarcastic tone. “What else do you do with Yoongi?”
“Oh my God, Baekhyun,” you covered your face with your hands. “Please don’t tell me you’re actually jealous of my best friend right now.”
“I’m your best friend. How many other best friends do you need?”
“Please tell me you’re not serious.”
“Why would I not be? You just told me you tell him more stuff than you tell me,” Baekhyun said bitterly.
You removed your hands from your face to look at him in astonishment. “Baekhyun, seriously. Would you still be saying the same thing if my best friend was a girl?”
He thought about it for a moment. “Actually, yeah. I think I would.”
“So, you don’t want me to have any friends, then?”
He sighed. “No. You can have as many friends as you want. I just want to know all about the little things that happened to you every day. I think as your boyfriend, I deserve to be the first person you tell them to.”
You were sitting on the couch with Jongdae, having a peaceful night in. A movie was playing in the background but both of you were on your phones. Chen was texting the other members about the song lyrics he had just come up with, and you were talking to Jimin.
Eventually, like true best friends do, you and Jimin got into an argument about who had more memes saved on their phone. So, consequently, you began sending each other memes and other funny stuff back and forth. Every time you laughed at something he sent you, Chen raised his head to look at you but he didn’t say anything.
And then finally, once you burst out laughing so loud that he almost dropped his phone, he dared to ask you what was going on.
“Oh, Jimin and I are sending each other funny pictures,” you told him once you managed to calm down.
“Huh. So, uh, is that him you’ve been texting this entire time?”
You nodded, trying not to start laughing at another picture Jimin sent you.
Biting his lip, Chen considered what the appropriate way to approach this situation would be. He knew getting jealous over this would be stupid and yet he couldn’t help but feel unhappy that someone else was making you laugh this much.
“Can you show them to me?” he asked after he finally came up with a way to transfer your attention from Jimin to him.
“Show you what?” you said, too occupied with your phone to pay attention to the conversation you were having in real life.
“The funny pictures you mentioned?” Chen said. “I want to laugh, too.”
You perked up instantly. “Of course! Hold on for just a moment, though. I have to save all of them to my phone.”
Chen nodded, secretly smirking to himself for finding a way to win you back although you never actually stopped being his.
Chanyeol literally never minded your and Seokjin’s friendship. If the three of you happened to be in the same place at the same time, he didn’t go out of his way to mark his territory and let Seokjin know that you’re taken, because he knew he could trust you, and he knew Jin wouldn’t dare to make a move on you anyway.
The only times he got a little insecure was when tabloid magazines published articles about you two-timing him with a member of his “rival band”. He knew the article was stupid and childish but somehow he still cared about what the public thought about this.
One time, you caught him reading one of those articles and immediately confronted him.
“I can’t believe you’re actually reading that garbage,” you said.
Chanyeol hadn’t heard you walk in, so he flinched (which he seemed to do at least five times a day. You either walked very quietly or he was just off guard all of the time) but then turned around to look at you.
“I was just wondering what people were saying,” he explained.
“Why do you even care?” you asked, suddenly a little concerned.
“Well, they’re saying that you’re actually closer to Jin than you are to me. And I mean, since I’m on tour half of the time, it kind of makes sense…”
“What?” you frowned, walking closer to him so you could take a better look at the article he was reading. “You know that’s bullshit, right? Jin’s on tour pretty often, too, and you’re my boyfriend. And – might I remind you – you have been in this position for the past three years, so I don’t think there even exists a person that I’d be closer to than you.”
He smiled softly. “Okay. Thank you.”
“Why are you thanking me?”
“You have so many people you’re friends with that sometimes I just need to hear that you love me the most.”
You laughed. “I didn’t actually mention I loved you the most, though.”
His smile disappeared suddenly. “But you do, right?”
“Of course, Chanyeol,” you reassured him. “You have no competition.”
You and Kyungsoo have been in a long distance relationship for almost two years now. Both of you often flew to see each other and it was definitely worth it, but still difficult nevertheless.
You were always interested in South Korea, though, and even expressed your wish to move here someday but you wanted to finish school first. The wait didn’t stop you from spending every holiday from school in Seoul, though. You made more friends there than you had back home – and that was another good reason to move there permanently.
Which is why, two months after your graduation, you found yourself on the phone with Jungkook, one of your best friends, announcing your decision to move to Seoul.
After an hour-long conversation, you headed to your bedroom to start looking for the plane tickets. You were really anxious about not having told the news to Kyungsoo, though. You wanted to surprise him by just showing up on his doorstep, which is why you haven’t called him yet.
However, your plan backfired, when ten minutes after booking the tickets, your phone started to ring, indicating that it was Kyungsoo calling you.
“Hey,” you answered the call, trying to hide your excitement.
“I have a question,” Kyungsoo said, not sounding very happy. “How long have we been together?”
You were surprised by this. “Uhh… almost two years? Why are you—”
“Right, so, almost two years of dating, and somehow I’m the last person you tell about the important decisions you make in your life,” he said angrily.
Your stomach sunk. “Wh-what are you talking about?”
“You’re moving to Seoul,” he said, forcing you to breathe in sharply. “And I found out from Jungkook. Jungkook! I’m not even that close to him!”
Have you forgotten to warn Jungkook that your plan of moving included you surprising Kyungsoo? Most likely, yes.
“I’m sorry,” you said softly. “I didn’t mean to keep you in the dark like that.”
“Is there anything else you told your best friend but not your boyfriend?” he asked, making the word ‘best friend’ sound somehow threatening.
“N-no,” you answered.”Look, Kyungsoo, I really am sorry you’re upset. But there’s a reason why I told Jungkook and not you.”
“Oh, there’s a reason?” he said, laughing humorlessly. “Do I want to hear it?”
“Yes,” you said calmly. “I wanted to surprise you. I wanted you to come home from practice and just find me there, ready to spend the rest of my life in a foreign city with the person I love most of all.”
Kyungsoo wasn’t expecting that, so he stayed quiet for a few moments.
“I-I love you, too,” he finally said, still taken aback by your confession.
“Good,” you told him. “Because for a moment there it seemed like you hated me.”
“I’m sorry, I just… I didn’t enjoy the fact that you told this important thing to Jungkook, instead of me,” Kyungsoo admitted. “Please don’t do that again, okay? I want to be the first person to know everything about you.”
You were backstage at an award show, waiting for your boyfriend to come offstage after his performance.
“Power is probably my favorite EXO song,” someone said suddenly, startling you.
When you turned around, you were greeted by your best friend’s face. Same best friend that you haven’t seen in forever due to him being on tour.
“Taehyung!” you exclaimed as he laughed before wrapping his arms around you. “I didn’t realize you’d be performing tonight, too!”
“I’m not. We’re presenting an award,” he explained. “Actually, I was just about to text you to see if you wanted to hang out after the ceremony.”
“Oh, Jongin’s taking me to the after-party at the dorm,” you said sadly. “But we could hang out some other time?”
“Okay. Text me when you’re free,” Taehyung said, not losing his smile. “It’s great running into you here. I missed you a lot!”
“I missed you too,” you answered.
Both of you laughed as he extended his hands to pull you in for another hug that was well-needed after having not seen each other in so long.
Someone cleared their throat, interrupting you, and you unattached yourself from Taehyung to see your boyfriend standing right behind you, having just walked off the stage.
“Hey!” you exclaimed. “Your performance was incredible as always, love.”
Jongin just nodded, but he wasn’t looking at you, and instead watched Taehyung, who stood next to you, still smiling.
“I ran into Taehyung backstage,” you started to explain. “Last time we saw each other was probably two or three months ago.”
“Ah. Fun,” Jongin replied dryly.
You frowned a little at this, but Taehyung – always the social butterfly – jumped into the conversation.
“Loved your performance. The concept for the MV was sick, too,” he said.
“Thank you,” Jongin replied quickly. “Y/n, are you ready to go?”
“Yeah,” you said, not even questioning where he wanted to go because his eyes were burning lasers into Taehyung’s forehead. You still turned to look at your best friend for a quick word. “I’ll see you, yeah?”
“Yes, of course!” Taehyung nodded enthusiastically and then turned to Jongin. “Great seeing you here!”
“You too,” Jongin nodded and placed a hand on your waist to lead you further away from the crowd, or perhaps more specifically, from Taehyung.
Once you two reached an empty hallway, he stopped suddenly. You stopped too, looking at him with a confused expression.
“Is everything okay?” you asked.
“Does he know I’m your boyfriend?” Jongin asked out of the blue.
“Does who know?” you frowned in confusion. “Taehyung? Of course, he knows. He’s basically my best friend, he knows everything.
“Oh,” Jongin looked down. “Well, it sure didn’t look like he knew you had a boyfriend.”
Realizing what he was getting at, you groaned. “Don’t do this. We hugged because we haven’t seen each other in a long time.”
“We don’t hug like that,” Jongin said. “And we’re dating.”
“That’s because we’re together 24/7, Jongin,” you told him. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way. In fact, I think I would handcuff myself to you if you dared to spend three full months without seeing me at least once.”
A small smile finally appeared on his lips and he nodded, letting you know that this was exactly what he wanted to hear to feel better.
You and Sehun were at a party of one of your mutual friend’s. At first, you really didn’t want to go because you weren’t a big fan of drunk people but then you found out that Jungkook would be there, and you haven’t seen him in so long, that you felt like you had no choice but to go. Obviously, Sehun wasn’t happy that Jungkook managed to convince you to come to the party in basically seconds, while he’s been trying to get you to come with him for almost a week.
Once at the party, however, you managed to down a few drinks and spent the entire time sitting at the back of the room, reconnecting with Jungkook. He told you about the tour that he’s been on and you told him about everything he missed back in Seoul.
Hours later, when you and Sehun were in a car back home after the party, you realized that he barely said a word to you since you left the house together at the beginning of the night.
“Hey, are you okay?” you asked him.
He looked at you, and although it was dark, you could still see anger in his eyes.
“Not really,” he said.
“Why? What’s wrong?” you asked in a concerned voice.
“I’m feeling kind of neglected,” he admitted. “And hurt.”
You didn’t expect to hear that. “Why?”
“I think it’s obvious why.”
“Not to me, apparently,” you replied.
“Y/n, I arrived to the party with you but I lost you in the crowd of people almost as soon as we came in,” Sehun said. “I tried to find you and when I did, you were talking to Jungkook, so I didn’t want to interrupt anything. But two hours later, you were still talking to him.”
You swallowed, suddenly understanding why he felt neglected.
“I haven’t seen him in so long,” you tried to explain. “We had so much stuff to talk about.”
“I understand that,” he nodded. “But people kept asking me where you were, and I had to awkwardly point to you and say that there you were – talking to another guy.”
“H-he’s my best friend,” you said. “You know that.”
“I do,” Sehun said. “And if you think that makes it hurt less when you leave me all by myself at a party, then you’re wrong.”
Your chest was heavy with guilt. “I’m sorry, Sehun. I didn’t realize you felt this way. You should have come and joined us.”
“I didn’t want to interrupt. You looked like you were discussing something very passionately. For four hours.”
“Come on, Sehun,” you said, touching his arm in a comforting manner, “You know I never consider your appearance in my visual field as an interruption. Although I have to say, you are distracting, especially when you’re wearing a suit. But anyway,” you stopped for a moment when you saw that you managed to make him smile. “I don’t want you to feel hurt about this. And if you ever feel neglected, just come and tell me.”
“And whine in front of other people?” he raised his eyebrows.
“Well, you have no problem whining in private,” you teased.
He shook his head at this, smiling nevertheless.
“I love you,” you told him. “And I’m sorry I made you upset today.”
He leaned closer to you to softly kiss your cheek. “I love you more.”
I have a really shitty, underqualified teacher right now for U.S. History, and since I was supposed to be in APUSH until my godforsaken “support team” decided being ADHD and autistic somehow made me unable to take big kid classes, I know infinitely more about the subject than this teacher.
She hates me because I correct her and essentially teach the class, and has treated me unfairly and with disrespect because of this.
But all this? This is just the background for the best thing I ever said to earn disciplinary action.
We were going back and forth at the beginning of class, arguing as we do. I was telling her that no, Abe Lincoln really wasn’t an abolitionist, and his positions were more or less center-of-the-road milquetoast “I don’t like it but I’ll tolerate it” politician bullshit for the time. I was looking at my phone this entire time, as people actually tend to respond better when I stare at the screen than at a wall behind them or something (autism).
She threw a tantrum about this. Having nothing more to say about whether Abraham Lincoln was a centrist or not, she told me to “put [my] phone away permanently, for the rest of class.”
I said, “put my phone away permanently, for the rest of class.” She said yes.
So my impulse control-lacking, ADHD ass replies, “so should I put my phone away permanently, or for the rest of class?”
Totally worth being forced to work in the hallway.