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Snippet Saturday

An excerpt from the Birthday for I’m writing for the amazingly wonderful @chronicwhimsy

By the time the dancing started, Wufei began to plan his escape. He was quite convinced that no one would miss him, and he really wasn’t in the mood to sit there and drink any more. He also wanted to avoid the dance floor.

Quatre had other plans.

He gave Wufei a meaningful look, and cleared his throat before nodding towards the dance floor.

Wufei sighed, and then scowled when Quatre did that thing where he managed to look both pleading and commanding.

He stood up and walked around the table and held out his hand.

“I’d love to dance,” Quatre grinned up at him, and took his hand.

Wufei gave him a look, but Quatre continued to grin.


I thought it was gonna be a small week of art because I posted late on Sunday but it turned out to be a GINORMOUS #fanartfriday because you all created tons of wonderful things! You all are so AMAZINGLY talented, and I am in love with everything you’ve created!!

Concept: Aliens with intricate and individual face-markings come to earth… and although the population of earth is hella taken with this different form of beauty… the aliens are 100% turned on by the strangely erotic sight of blank faces.

No one on their worlds are born blank… everyone is marked.


Additional: But they are HELLA impressed when they come across peoples, like the Maori and  others , who actively tattoo their markings on… 

The ideology of putting markings on there is exciting and something the aliens won’t shut up about. 

Finding out about tattoos just sends them over the edge. Humans are officially the hottest thing they’ve ever come across (no pun intended).


Aliens meeting humans and going back  their ships gushing about how amazingly different and wonderful they are.

Heck, maybe they grew up on planets with lower gravity, and even a toddler can bench press them…

Just… maybe… aliens not being the perpetually mysterious, ethereal ones for once. Them finding us as fascinating as we find them.


russel hobbs is a sweet and passionate black man who stands up for what he believes in. he’s mentally ill, he’s fat, he’s an activist and he’s been through some hard shit in his life. he’s still strong and he still manages to be a loving friend and devoted band mate, he’s honestly my favourite member of the band because of how amazingly wonderful he is, he leaves me in awe. russel does NOT deserve to be forgotten, in fact, he’s the one we all should be talking about, he’s so gifted and talented and honestly???? a treasure


Hello, yes, please watch and support Marvel’s Runaways when it premiers. With the recent white washing of most of the New Mutants cast, take a minute to consider Runaways the answer to the same cried for diversity we’ve been begging from Marvel.

It’s about a kick-ass group of teen superheroes that decide to runaway and rebel against their evil super villain parents, and includes incredibly diverse characters such as:

  • Alex Wilder, leader and founder of the runaways, the black, genius son of mafia bosses
  • Nico Minoru, the goth, Japanese co-leader of the group that is the magical wiccan daughter of some dark wizards
  • Karolina Dean, a solar powered alien lesbian that literally turns into a fucking rainbow
  • Chase Stein, the son of an abusive mad scientist, has some gauntlets that manipulate fire, he’s the lone white guy
  • Gertrude Yorkes, the daughter of time traveling criminals with a telepathic link TO A DINOSAUR, in the comics she’s a wonderful chubby girl, in the show she’s portrayed by a non white actress (but I can’t find the specifics to let me know if you do) and she’s a hella feminist.
  • Molly Hayes/Hernandez, the 14 year old daughter of mutants with super strength and lots of funny hats, in the show her last name is Hernandez and she’s portrayed by a latina actress

Now if the show succeeds and get’s a second season, there’s the possibility of including other important characters like:

  • Xavin, the shapeshifting child of Skrull warlords, who is gender fluid and switches between their male and female forms and is Karolina’s love interest, and, although alien technically, their ‘human’ forms are not white
  • Klara Prast, a Swiss immigrant that was previously the child bride of an abusive older man, and she can control fucking plants
  • Victor Mancha, the cyborg son of FUCKING ULTRON, while he’s a cyborg he’s covered in human tissue and flesh and in Latino

Besides all the amazingly important and wonderful representation it includes, the story is also so intense and full fleshed out and deals with finding your place and the fear of turning into your parents and how to be your own person. And it touches on identity and dealing with loss and it’s really just so good.

We’ve been complaining about and demanding better than Marvel’s white washed male dominated line ups for years and this is the show to counteract all that and PROVIDE THAT DIVERSITY AND PROVE IT’S A SELLING POINT FOR AUDIENCES.


The wonderful and amazingly talented @careamorran completed this commission for me. She’s amazing, Jason and Roy are amazing.

I commissioned this for my fic I’m the fox you’ve been looking for which I should totally finish

Okay but for real

can we talk about the amazing body positivity and diversity WWE is literally FULL of

i mean we have little tiny gals who are built AF

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and we have tall, curvy ladies who will mess you up and look amazing doing it

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and we have ladies with adorable kid-friendly aesthetics who are there to have a good time

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and then there’s the hardcore punk gals who are NOT messing around

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we have your conventionally pretty ladies

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and your impressive AF ladies 

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and even adorable-as-hell ladies you will never see coming

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and you will never ONCE hear an announcer (male OR female) say a word about these women’s bodies or appearance or rude euphemisms or anything even remotely of that nature

no–instead, the announcers can’t say enough about how amazingly talented these wonderful women are, their impressive athleticism, their heart, their fire, their drive. not what they find attractive about these gals or how much they like watching them or any number of other less complimentary things

they talk about the things that make these women athletes. what makes them the best of the best. what makes them FIGHTERS.

like i don’t even care what you think about WWE or if you think it’s silly or fake (which, duh, it is) or whatever else

if you don’t think this is refreshing as hell then i’m sorry but you’re wrong

so I saw it was your birthday! i hope i’m not too late..! I have no idea how long it would have been between the time the post was made and me actually seeing it, plus getting around to drawin :d ANYWAY..! HAPPY (maybe late) BDAY! Hope you have/had a great 1  !

SDJFBJKHAEDBSFJHESR YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME OMG thank you??????? for actually taking time to draw this for me omg im just… dfskj too emotional for this i cant thank you enough holey carp THANK YOU THIS IS BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i love this and i love you so much omg

It’s March 14th 2017, Dan’s Birthday

Today Dan turns 38 years old, and I just want to take a moment to not only say happy birthday to one of my favorite people on this planet, but to say how grateful I am for him.

Dan has a smile and a giggle unlike anyone else. Looking at him being happy, hearing him laugh just makes you feel so good. When he giggles you giggle back. When he smiles, you smile back.

He’s sweet and cuddly and made of sunshine fluff. There’s just no way you don’t want a huge hug from him.

Dan is sweet and kind and caring. Every time he gives us a message of warmth and love you believe it right down to your core. Because the fact is he does care about us. And he does love us. And he is so very grateful that we’re here and that we love him just as much. That we encourage the stars that have always been in his eyes.

Dan is a man who is inquisitive and trusting, some would say to a fault, but I say just the perfect amount. He loves openly and believes that those close to him wouldn’t do him harm. No matter how many times he’s been proven wrong. He keeps on believing. His will to love and trust is unparalleled.

He’s unbelievably talented, and has always kept the music in his heart, no matter what life has thrown at him. No matter how many times he’s been told no. He never stopped. And he encourages everyone else to keep on trying, too. He is living proof that if you put time and effort and love into your dream, you will see it happen.

Dan is a beautiful, wonderful, amazingly generous and deeply loving individual. He’s everything everyone should aspire to be. He is very near and dear to my heart for every part that makes him up. So happy birthday, Dan. Here’s to 38 fantastic years of you.

…… and also. Well. You know.

Expressing Love

Happy birthday! Here’s some moxiety fic :)

Virgil wasn’t exactly used to Patton’s way of expressing love, not yet. Their relationship wasn’t like Roman and Logan’s, where they swapped abundantly romantic gestures and meticulously researched gifts and traded poems and compliments.

No, Patton was so much more sentimental, and Virgil himself was… lacking, in the affection department. Patton often kept close, always ready to meet Virgil halfway, always ready when the other took a fall, always there with a loving smile and soft kisses that sometimes made Anxiety’s eyes prick from the absolute care in the way their lips pressed together. It was heaven on the good days. It was hell on the bad ones.

Today was one of the bad days. One of the days where Virgil felt more like Anxiety than Virgil. One of the days where he locked himself in his room and blasted his music, trying to drown it all out and push it all back. One of the days where he wanted to stop everything.

He was utterly unsurprised by the knock on the door around midday.

“Virgil, sweetheart, are you awake?” He was tempted to not reply to Patton, but he knew that would just make him even more worried. Slowly, Virgil pulled himself up, every inch of him feeling like lead, every bit of exposed skin leaking exhaustion and worry and negativity. He opened the door to come face-to-face with a plate of cupcakes. Held by one worried boyfriend, whose face crumpled when he looked Virgil over.  “Oh, Virge, honey. Can I come in?” His voice was soft, soothing, the way it always was on the bad days. 

Virgil wordlessly stepped aside, letting Patton in and watching him set the plate down. “Did you make those cupcakes for me?” He finally broke the silence, closing the door behind him with a quiet “click”.

Patton hummed an affirmative, moving back to Virgil and gently taking his hands. “D’you wanna cuddle and listen to that cool music of yours?”

Anxiety nodded, letting Patton lead him over to the bed. Unplugging his headphones, he set his phone in front of him. Patton curled up around him, holding Virgil close, slinging an arm around his waist and pressing a kiss to the back of his neck.

“I love you, Virgil.” He whispered, still quiet, but still there. A warm, constant presence. “I’ve got you.”

Virgil wasn’t exactly used to Patton’s way of expressing love, but sometimes it was just what he needed.

anonymous asked:

im a hoe for both your smut and angst so can you please do the RFA + Saeran developing feelings for MC and confessing when they're only friends with benefits?

I’ve been wanting to write out such an au fic with one of these characters! One day…orz. I hope you don’t mind me writing about this happening outside of mc stumbling along the messenger!
(Scum’s life tip: Be very prepared if you ever get in a FWB relationship. Feelings get developed easy and it hurts when they’re not returned! Be careful!!)


- Zen, typically, didn’t persue one night stands. There were chances of it damaging his career, and honestly, some women got a little too obsessed with him at times.

- However, one night out drinking with cast after the final show, and he landed back at his place with you in tow

- Normally, he wouldn’t do this. He wouldn’t be squeezing your ass, grinding against you with a teasing smirk. He wouldn’t be panting your name as your teeth left indents on his neck, shoulder, and grazing lower.

- But he was. And if the two of you enjoyed this one night together, both desperately needing release, why not keep it up?

- And that was when he fucked up.

- At first, it was fun. He got to build up his sexual stamina again, was able to send more risque pictures for once, and listening to your moans and gasps of praise was doing wonders for his self esteem

- But you would leave soon after, refusing all of his offers to let you stay the night. Sometimes he even got a glimpse of you texting other guys, and it was hard swallowing his jealously and pretending nothing happened.

- At first, he tries to ignore it, but since he has to see you nearly every day during rehearsals, its rough. Especially when the other guys are trying their best to flirt with you. There was more than one time he had to take a decent break to cool down from that.

- But then, of course, the two of you have to do some romantic scene together. He nearly pours his heart out through the lines, but of course you don’t assume he means the scripted words. He invites you over that night, and you decline saying you’re busy, and he’s left wondering if you’re being busy with someone else.

- He tries cutting communications off for a week, and fails miserably when you text two days later needing a pick-me-up.

- That night, with your permission, he’s rougher than usual. It’s not sweet and gentle like your sessions had started to become, but mainly reminiscent of your first night together.

- When you point that out, cooling down from another romp, he tries to ignore it, but you keep pressing the topic futher and futher, and he finally admits his jealously.

- “Zen, you know we’re not dating, right?”

- He feels so fucking stupid. He gets up, getting dressed and preparing for you to leave again.

-“Zen…Are you wanting to date?”

- “It’s pretty clear you don’t want to.”

- “I never said that.”

- He drops the shirt he was holding, looking at you with an expression of surprise that makes you laugh.

- “If you wanted to, I wouldn’t mind giving it a shot, Zen.


- The two of you actually started out as friends for a while. Before she could understand that her feelings for you weren’t just platonic.

- Neither of you considered being more than friends until one night, the both if you stressed and tired, decided to watch a movie. Sitting next to each other turned to cuddling, cuddling turned to handholding and kissing, and next thing she knew she was naked in bed with you the morning after.

- She was too scared to lose the only friend she had, so she brought up possibly becoming friends with benefits, and swallowed down any confused feelings.

- I mean…If she enjoyed it, it was beneficial for her too, right?

- It wasn’t long until that was proven otherwise. Sure, each time that they two of you met up, it felt amazing. All her stress from work vanished, and she enjoyed every minute with you.

- But when you weren’t around? She never know she could become more stressed out than the last time Jumin set up a cat project right during the quarterly reports. Her emotions were all over the place, and she nearly even snapped at Zen once in the chatroom before she realized who she was talking to.

- So, she tried to be the bigger person and cut it off. She invited you over, made some decaf coffee to help her nerves, and spilled everything out. How much she ached afterwards, and that the cons were starting to outweigh the benefits.

- Somewhere along her explaination, you had started crying, and she…honestly didn’t know how to deal with that. She tried comforting you the best she could, but before she could offer any kind words, you were stuttering out on how you were wanting to see if the two of you could be something more.

- And that’s when she admitted that the reason everything hurt so much was due to her feelings for you extending past just ‘friendship’.

- The talk grew a bit awkward there. You crying, her quietly rubbing your back, until she finally mentioned possibly just trying a relationship

- She was not expecting the tight hug you gave her, but she smiled and hugged you back, thankful to have found someone as sweet as you.


- Meeting business women was nothing out if the ordinary. Nor was them requesting a date with him before signing a contract, either. What was unusual, was him not being able to ignore advances from you.

- He had never gone this far with a person before. The dates stopped was the meal was over, contract signed, and then he’d be already contemplating the project and ignoring everything else.

- When he couldn’t do that with you, he thought he might have been having attention problems that day from a lack of sleep. Or maybe too much wine? But none of the excuses worked when days later he still couldn’t get you out if his head.

- So, he contacted you for another date. Tried to explain he needed to discuss a few more details of the contract, but you called him out pretty quickly, and later that night he found himself naked, exhausted with you peppering a few kisses on his face.

- He thought that would be the end of it. That he was just having a rush of hormones, or something out of the norm like that. Instead, he found himself requesting your attention more and more, and when you suggested such a relationship to him, he accepted it since it promised he would see you more.

- At first, his thoughts towards you were mainly sexual. He couldn’t stop imagining his name leaving your lips, your nails scratching down his back, how amazingly wonderful you felt.

- But then his thoughts shifted to thinking about the sweet goodbye kisses you gave him. How Elizabeth 3rd meowed for you after you had gone. How you had teased him with the batter for the strawberry pancakes he was trying to make for you that morning

- Of course, someone else had to point out that he probably had a crush on you, and then he had no idea what to do. One of the firm rules you had promised for your beneficial relationship was that no feelings would be involved. But here he was, yearning for you in ways you two had sworn from.

- Regretfully, he set up another dinner with you, planning to end the ‘friendship’ the two of you had, since he couldn’t refrain from those emotions.

- But you just blushed and laughed, even going as far to tease him a bit.

- “I fail to see how this is so funny.”

- “Jumin, I don’t mind you having feelings for me. In fact, if you want to…I don’t mind trying to go for a relationship with you.”

- His shocked look was laughable, but he cleared his throat, offering a small smile.

- “I would like that.”


- You guys stumbled your way into becoming friends with benefits. He didn’t want it to go that way at first, not at all, but you both agreed to only let your friendship extend that far.

- You two met at his college, noting both of you had LOLOL pins and became quick friends through that alone. Soon you guys were hanging out, then hanging out at his place, then one thing let to another and the two of you were basically dry humping one another during a heated movie scene

- Shortly after, the two of you had a brief talk explaining to each other how you both weren’t ready for any relationships…But definitely wanted to do that again. And that’s how it started out.

- The two of you eased each other through awkward first time sex, first time foreplay and oral- Everything. And it broke his heart when you talked about how much he would be able to make his future girlfriend happy

- Because he knew that meant you weren’t willing to be his girlfriend.

- Admittedly, he had feelings for you since the beginning, but he couldn’t get the courage to admit them now, especially when the two of you were having so much fun together. Even just outside of sex!

- Zen really had to help him even consider admitting his feelings.

- It wasn’t until the morning after one exhausting romp that he finally told you. He woke up alone in his bed, with the smell of breakfast cooking and you humming along.

- He ended up groaning a bit and trying to turn over to sleep, even though the temptation of breakfast was amazingly strong, but you fussed at him from across the small room.

- “Yoosung, it’s already noon!”

- “I don’t have to go anywhere todaaay.”

- His whine stopped pretty quickly as you walked over with a teasing finger poking at his forehead. “You can’t sleep in all day, though. That’s bad for you, you’re gonna end up messing up your sleep schedule.”

- He pouted, pulling your hand down to tangle with his as he looked up at you. With your messy hair and various lovemarks decorating your neck. He didn’t know what came over him, but he just let it slip out right there.

- And he instantly let go of your hand, covering his mouth and waking up quickly. Before he could apologize, you bent over and pulled his hand away, pressing your lips against his, smiling aftwards

- “I love you too…But you still can’t sleep in, you dork.”


- Surprisingly, he was the one to initiate it. Met you at a one-time place, and when the sex was better than he was expecting, he toyed with the idea of finding your number later.

- And thats exactly what he ended up doing. Lied and said you gave it to him that night, you must have forgot, but hey he really needed to relieve some stress so were you free?

- For a while, a long while, he managed to hold off his emotions. Acting cold and distant over text was easy, and he never answered your calls

- But slowly he started opening up. He started joking, teasing, even invited you to meet at his place

- And everything started falling apart then. You would leave in the morning, sometimes offering to help him make breakfast, and whenever you left, he was trying to fight the urge to follow you through cctvs

- To make sure you were safe. To make sure you didn’t run into any trouble

- That’s when he cut off communications for a good three weeks. Granted your meet-ups were once a week or​ two, but he stopped responding to any texts, no matter how kind or sexual

- But when you showed up at his door, his alarm going off because of course you didn’t know Arabic, he finally gave into his frustrations and snapped. Yelled at you for coming by, yelled at you for being so ‘easy’ and ‘stupid’.

- When you left, he thought that would solve it. But he couldn’t stop checking up on you through cameras, your social media- Anything he could access

- And after a week, he finally called you.

- You didn’t answer the first call. Or the second. Or third. He kept calling until finally, the ninth call, you answered and blew up at him

- He managed to convince you to meet him up in public, lying and saying you forgot something, some jacket of yours, and you angrly hung up after confirming the when and where.

- When the two of you meet up, he’s holding a few roses for you, looking ashamed and hurriedly explaining himself. Explaining he’s stupid, how he was trying to shield himself from getting hurt if you rejected him, how this whole time he had been helplessly enamored with you.

- Granted, you didn’t let him off easy. You gave him a few choice words for how he treated you, but…

- You agreed to try dating him, and he was going to make sure you never regretted that.

- When the two of you started off, he picked you because you seemed like you knew what you were doing. You were supposed to be a casual hook-up, but one thing led to another and here you were

- Curled up with him on your bed, lazily cuddling and watching the night through the window

- And everything was so peaceful. The fan was on, the room was perfect temperature, how you felt resting against his chest

- He almost hated it. He had casual sex before with others, always leaving right afterwards. But then you came along. Suggested talking again, at least for sex, suggested him staying over one night, suggested to spend breakfast with you because, according to you, he couldn’t just not eat breakfast.

- And soon, it was a normal habit. Sex, cuddling, staying over… Somewhere along the way, every time he had to leave his chest ached for you. He craved your touch, your kisses, your happy sighs when his embrace was so soft.

- When did he become soft?

- He had known for a while what to call his feelings. Even brought it up to Saeyoung once, Zen twice, and a million times to himself.

- His hand languidly rubbed against your back, your little hum filling his heart with more courage he could muster

- “Hey.”

- You looked up, your beautiful eyes meeting his and god you smiled

- “What if…” he trailed, suddenly feeling intimidated by your gaze

- “What if?”

- “What if I loved you?”

- The words hurled out, and before he could retract, you grinned. A huge, joyful grin, and planted your lips against his cheek

- “Then I would love you back.”


Commissioned the fabulously amazingly wonderful @laskulls and honestly? I could not be happier??


I know we never met him before, but I feel a bit bad for Rolf. A lot of people wish Luna got with Neville, and I just feel like Luna herself chose Rolf, so the guy must be an amazing person. Also, anybody who falls in love with Luna Lovegood, then sees her walking down the aisle wearing a bright, rainbow dress with spangles and unicorn horns for a crown and sticks around? Is clearly an amazingly open, accepting and wonderful person. Plus he’s the grandson of Newt Scamander, enough said there.

(fanwork link here!!)

S/O never had a boyfriend before


17 years without one and still going strong!


You blushed as Jin leaned in for a kiss and back away slightly. “What’s wrong? do you not like me back?” His face filled with worry over the possibility and you laughed nervously. 

“N-no. I just,I’ve never had a boyfriend or been kissed or anything.This is all kinda new to me” You looked down and blushed. 

Jin laughed and lifted your chin up to face him. “We’ll just take this slow then. I promise, I’ll be the best first boyfriend ever.” With that, he linked your hands together and kissed them softly. 

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Suga was the best first boyfriend you ever had. He was gentle, kind, and didn’t try to rush the relationship at all. Plus, he had just gotten the approval of both you dad and your brother.

You were cuddling on the couch when you looked up at him, studying his features. He noticed and tilted his head questionly. “What’s up?”

“Thank you.” he looked at you oddly, not understanding what you meant. “You’re just an amazingly wonderful first boyfriend. I thought you should know.” He smiled and kissed your forehead before returning his attention back to the movie. All seemed right in the world, and you both couldn’t help but smile.

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It was single’s night at the bar and you figured you might as well go. Maybe you’d finally find the one and live happily ever after. Sadly, as the night wore on, it seemed you were wrong.

“Hi there? Anyone sitting here?” some guys asks. You shake your head and let him sit.”I’m Hobi.” he said, giving you a smile.

“Nice to meet you.You here for single’s night?” He shakes his head yes and you begin talking. The night wears on and as you both leave, he gives you his number. “You should know that you’ll be my first boyfriend if this goes anywhere.”

Hobi just smiled and nodded his head. “You’ll be my first girlfriend.”

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Rap Monster

Rap Monster was greedy for you after he got home from a show. With the other boys out, he decided to make his move. He kiss you gently at first, but it quickly came heated. Soon, clothes were off and you were on the bed. 

Before anything could happen you took a deep breath. “Wait.” Rap Monster looks down at you with a confused look.

“You okay? Did I do something wrong?” he asked, searching your eyes for an answer.

“No. It’s just. Your my first boyfriend and this is my first time coming this far.I just don’t know if I’m ready.” you say, tears forming in your eyes. You felt bad for stopping so close, but Rap Monster just laughs. 

“Don’t worry. We’ll wait till you’re ready. I promise.” He hands you back your clothes and kisses you forehead before getting dressed again. “How about a movie?”

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When you told Jimin about not dating before, he straight up laughed. HE thought you were kidding. You HAD to be kidding. The look on your face told him otherwise.

“Well then, I’ll be the perfect prince. You need to know what a good boyfriend is like.” for a good boyfriend, he sure did set the bar high. Sweet kisses, cuddles, movies, making you laugh, he did everything right. 

“I’m glad I chose you as my first boyfriend jimin-ah.” you said one day watching a movie. Jimin just smiled and blushed as he covered his face. 

“I’m glad too.”

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V kept dropping hint that he wanted to take your relationship further. Sadly, you understood none of them. One night, he sighed and flopped onto the bed. “Whats wrong?”

“Do you not understand what I’ve been trying to do?” he asked, looking up at you. “I mean, I’ve tried every trick in the book. Didn’t your other boyfriends try this too?

“Tae, I’ve been single all my life. I’ve never had another boyfriend.” you explain, laughing at the look on his face. You lay down next to him and kiss his nose.”Now, tell me exactly what you’ve been trying to do.”

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Jungkook was getting worried. You seemed so distant from what he thought y’all should be. He asked the other members for advise, and they all told him that he should talk to you, so he planned just that.

You came into the room and sat down on the couch next to him, frowning as he turned the movie off. “Do you actually like me? I mean, it just seems so awkward and distant between us. Is something wrong?”

You blush and hide your face.”I just haven’t had a boyfriend before. I’m not sure how this all works out.” Jungkook just laughs and takes your hand in his.

“Well, at least I know. Awkward together?”

“Akward together.”

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