this place looks amazing

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(That last gif demanded this. But on the note, have to wonder if Hakuba’s ever been to one of Kaito’s ‘heists’ where he really doesn’t do anything. Green Dream is especially coming to mind as Kid accomplishing something, just not exactly what everyone expected. Or, you know. Ryoma or that baseball incident. I’d love to know Hakuba’s thoughts on ones like those, even if he gets that Kaito isn’t a bad thief.)

I’m more of a Callie kind of guy to be honest but Marie in the new trailer got my mind going crazy. Here’s my little idea about what she’ll look like. 

I love Mercy’s witch skin, but I also thought Symmetra would look amazing in it! She has a wand in place of her photon gun, and skeletal armor on her left arm. This was so fun to draw! 💖🔮

A Babysitting Love Affair | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you guys will like this as much as my first one. I kind of ramble on but please bear with me lol.
Request: could i request a zach dempsey x reader where the reader is babysitting zach’s sister, and zach haven’t met the babysitter yet and one day he goes home early and falls in love with her?

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“I’ll be there tomorrow morning Mrs. Dempsey.”

“Alright love, thank you so much!”

I smile as I close the door after Zach’s mom who asked me to babysit Zach’s little sister, May. She mentioned that she will have to go to Chicago for the weekend to take care of something and I was assigned to be May’s companion overnight since her brother is an extremely busy guy. The Dempseys are a close family friend, too bad I’m not really that close with Zach or May. It’s probably because we go to different high schools and it doesn’t really help that I can be anti-social at times. I know nothing about them, and they know nothing about me in return so it’s all good.

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The next morning

“I’ll be leaving now or else I’ll miss my flight! Thank you so much again Y/N for babysitting. I’ll see you girls tomorrow morning alright? Feel at home love, my number’s on the fridge if you need me and I left money for any emergency. Zach won’t be here until dinner tonight. He has basketball practice.” Mrs. Dempsey says as she bids goodbye to Zach’s little sister and I.

“Got it Mrs. Dempsey! We’ll see you tomorrow.” I finally say with a smile.

“Bye mom! I’ll be good, I promise!” May puts her right thumb out to her mom and waves goodbye.

“So, what do you want to do today, May?” I ask her as we’re left alone inside the house.

“Hmm, I don’t really have anything in mind. Oh wait I know! Let’s style each other’s hair.” She suggests with a gleam in her eyes; she looked so excited.

“Sure kiddo.” I reply with a smile and we proceed to the living room to watch TV. May got all of her hair accessories from her room for us to use. She decided that it’d be fun to start with my hair first and put them in pigtails and so she did. She chose these pink puffy hair bands to tie my hair. May had long, black and shiny hair which reminded me of Katniss Everdeen so naturally, I chose to put her hair in a fish tail braid.

“Wow Y/N, you’re really good at this!” she beams after her make over.

“Why thank you, Miss Everdeen.” I reply with a bow and she giggles in response.

A couple of hours later and it was almost lunch time. May wanted to order pizza and so we did. She didn’t like vegetables so we opted for a classic cheese pizza instead. A few minutes later and the doorbell rang, I ran to the door to open it, with the money in my left hand.

“Thank you so–” I begin to greet the pizza man but a ginormous, muscular guy hovered above me instead.

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Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

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Pidge is too sober for this shit.

(… don’t worry it doesn’t have alcohol.)

EDIT: For those of you wondering: yes, that is, in fact, Asami Sato.

Also I suck at scenarios apparently sobs the idea was that Asami is really there looking amazing and Pidge just looks to another place where Keith is standing and they’re almost the same so yeah Lance Pidge knows what you like [wiggles eyebrows].

(Also imagine Korra then pointing at Keith and yelling to Asami “THIS DUDE LOOKS LIKE YOU!!” and Keith being like “Do I??? Know you???” and yeah just korrasami meeting klance it was a weird crossover idea anyway.)

BUT almost everyone of you thought it was Lance having drunk visions which honestly is WAY FUNNIER than my original idea so yeah long story short this comic means what you want it to mean I love you my friends be creative.

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For @ohheylookitsyou…reader is Hotch’s niece as requested. Enjoy!

Y/N’s eyes widened as her jaw gaped as her uncle led her into the BAU. Aaron Hotchner glanced over his shoulder with a small smile. It had been forever since he had seen his niece. So, when she called and asked to visit, he was more than happy to allow it.

The niece slowly caught up to her uncle and latched onto his arm. Her awed gaze returned to Hotch’s smirking one.

“This place looks amazing,” she complimented, “This whole place is probably run on caffeine though.”
Hotch laughed as he nodded. “Let me introduce you to my team.”

Y/N nodded as he led her further into the room. The pair soon slowed down by a clump of desks. Prentiss, Morgan, and Reid glanced up. Having seen Hotch approach, Rossi left his office and made his way down.

“Y/N, these are agents Emily Prentiss and Derek Morgan. This is Dr. Spencer Reid. Everybody, this is my niece, Y/N.”
“I highly doubt that,” Rossi teased holding out his hand. “David Rossi.”
She shook his hand. “Not to sound like a groupie, but I’ve read your work. As well as yours, Dr. Reid.”
Morgan quirked a brow. “Really? I don’t suppose you understood any of it.”
Y/N smirked. “All of it, actually. He explained the content quite well.”

Hotch smirked at a blushing Reid. He stood up and held out his hand. Y/N shook it.

“I-I appreciate the compliment.”

Y/N smiled sweetly at the doctor.


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I love love love this shot of my Hera taken at SWCO by @FuryZhil on twitter.

This was right as Celebration was shutting down on the last day and we were slowly inching our towards the exit

Every door has a story which unlocks so much more than just memories. 

This was the first place I specifically looked for after having been told an amazing story of the heritage, history and ancestry of the original owners and their meanderings. Actually this place is one half of a story, as the house in front of it is intimately tied to No. 7 and its previous owners. 

I carry this story with me, unsure of what I am to do or make of this privileged information, yet certain that I must ‘use’ it in some way. I fantasize of compiling a number of ‘door stories’ which provide snap shots into the lives lived behind doors. I am so intrigued and curious about the people inside, or those who have abandoned their homes, or even those who never even lived in them, that I feel compelled to gather them in some way. 

If you have a story to tell, I am an eager to listen…. and I promise to cherish your story and to turn it into something as memorable as the narrative I would have been told. 

LG

Mellieha, Malta 

Shiro No

i had a writing idea based off this so here

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It was warm, warmer than it usually was in the castle, and Lance did not want to wear his jeans, long sleeved shirt, and his jacket. Luckily for him, he had bought some clothes last time they went to what the group had dubbed the ‘space mall’ and he couldn’t be more comfortable. He was wearing a shirt that was far too big on him that he may or may not have stolen from one of the others that was hanging loosely on his smaller form, a pair of jean shorts being held up by his belt that hugged the curve of his ass just right. What probably stood out the most, though, were the sleek, black thigh highs that traveled up the expanse of his legs. The stuck to his legs like they were just another layer of skin and god did they make his legs look amazing. There was even a small place between the thigh highs and his shorts, leaving just enough skin for the imagination.

He’s worn this shorts and thigh highs combo before and he could clearly remember feeling eyes on him half the day until the other’s had gotten used to seeing him dressed like that. Hunk had complimented him, making the Blue Paladin laugh and smile at his friend despite the heat rising to his cheeks. Pidge just gave him a thumbs up that he didn’t quite understand. Allura had ended up asking him to get her something similar to the outfit next time they went to the space mall so they could match and slay. He agreed without hesitation because they would rock this castle. Coran seemed to be sending evil glares towards the other paladins, even going as far as to tell Lance they weren’t allowed to touch, no one was allowed to taint his ‘son’. This just made the teen laugh for a second time that day.

The two others, however, were acting a little bit differently. He found Shiro often staring at him, a hunger in his eyes that sent chills through his body. Keith seemed to avoid him, face flushing ever so slightly when they’d end up being forced to talk when he was dressed like this. Lance would tease him about it and finally, after a few hours or so, Keith seemed to relax more around him.

Little did Lance know, the only reason the Red Paladin would start blushing, was because of what Shiro would say about the outfit. As soon as the Black Paladin’s eyes landed on Lance, his mind raced a thousand miles per minute. He didn’t even think of what he was saying when he spoke to Keith.

“God, those high thighs…I’d love to take them off in the bedroom…with my mouth…”

Shiro!


“Shiro, Lance is walking around in thigh highs and shorts again.” As soon as the words passed Keith’s lips, Shiro’s gaze snapped to the door to see just that. Those beautiful long legs hugged tightly by thigh highs, the shorts clinging to him in just the right places, the shirt he was wearing hanging slightly off his shoulder from how large it was. That’s when he paused. That wasn’t Lance’s shirt, not the one he wore last time. No, it was Shiro’s shirt. Where did he get Shiro’s shirt?

“Should I tell him to change?” Shiro’s lips curled downwards slightly at Keith’s statement and he simply shook his head slightly, waving a dismissive hand.

“He’s fine. He’s very fine.” The Black Paladin’s lips were curling upwards once more as he ignored Keith’s complaint and watched Lance move to talk to Hunk, a small sway to his hips. His heart hammered in his chest when the other looked at him and offered a small grin and wink before going back to talking to Hunk.

“Shiro, no-” Keith murmured, running a hand through his hair before following his friend’s gaze to the Cuban slim form. Sighing, he simple shook his head at the quiet murmur of ‘Shiro yes’ from the older male before moving to sit down when he noticed Hunk and Lance coming back to the table. Lance’s seat position shifted so he was sitting before Shiro now, a mischievous glint in bright blue eyes.

Lance’s seat was close to Shiro’s and he could feel the heat radiating off the smaller male, sending waved a warmth through his body. He moved a hand beneath the table to drum his fingers against his own thigh, trying to distract himself from Lance as he talked with the rest of the group. His shoulders tensed when he felt slim fingers wrap around his hand and slowly moving it so it was resting on the Blue Paladin’s thigh. Shiro’s heart hammered in his chest and his gaze darted to Lance for a short moment, just long enough to see the small curl of a smirk on his face.

As breakfast went on, Shiro’s hand was tracing small patterns and shapes into Lance’s thigh, trying to resist the urge to slide his hand just a little further between his legs. The smaller male simply talked to his friends as if nothing was happening, easily putting on a poker face despite how Shiro would squeeze the soft (yet also a little hard from his time as a runner as well as his time being a paladin) muscle of his thigh. Once breakfast had been finished, the group was finally dismissed and Lance pushed himself into a standing position, letting the Black Paladin’s hand slide off his thigh. As he walked to the door, he looked back at Shiro and offered a small smirk and a wink before leaving the kitchen.

Shiro’s heart hammered in his chest as he stared at where Lance had just been, his brain processing what happened over the past thirty minutes. As his mind finally caught up, he was quick to push himself up and followed where he was assuming Lance had gone to.

He was not going to tease Shiro and then think he could get away with it without punishment.


BONUS, TOTALLY DIDN’T HAPPEN MAYBE HOPEFULLY:

Shiro: I’m gonna fuck Lance while he’s wearing those thigh highs..

Coran: DON’T YOU DARE!

Forgive and Forget (M)

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Jimin X reader

Fandom: BTS

Request: Can I request a Jimin smut when you are married and he forget about your anniversary , then he make up to you, and wins with a very romantic smut. 

Originally posted by sosjimin

As you sat on the floor of your bedroom arranging the bookshelf, your husband comes up from behind you to give you a kiss ontop of your head.

“What are you doing?”

You switched out two of the books before stopping and turning around. He was dressed up.

“It looked messy so I was trying to fix it. Are you going somewhere?”

Jimin nods, fixing his outfit. 

“We have a company dinner tonight.”

You tilt your head. Come to think of it he hadn’t said, “Happy Anniversary” all day. You just assumed he knew because he kept saying today was important and special.

“Is that all?” You asked.

“Yeah but don’t worry I’ll come home earlier and you can have me all to yourself.”

You turned back around, facing your back to him.

“No, It’s fine. You can stay out…like you said today is special.”

“What? You mean it? Thanks babe.” He gives you another quick kiss on the cheek and disappears out of the room. You let out a sigh and fall back on the ground, staring up at the ceiling. You were newly married, how could he forget today? 

——————

Jimin arrived on time to his dinner, greeting the other members. Taehyung smiled.

“Can you believe how crazy stuff has been? All these awards and stuff…It’s amazing.”

Jimin nodded. “Yeah, our fans really are something.”

Namjoon comes over to the two of them with a smiling face. As the leader he couldn’t have been more proud to see and hear about the success they built on their own. Coming from a small company it wasn’t easy but together they managed.

“The CEO should be here soon.” He told the other two.

“Maybe he’ll pay for all of us tonight. He did say that we made it once we had our own solo songs.” Jimin joked.

Namjoon laughed. “Yeah maybe, I’m surprised you’re here to be honest. How did you manage to get out?”

Jimin tilted his head. “Get out of what?”

Namjoon sighed. “You forgot your own anniversary? Even I remembered and I don’t think that’s my job.”

His eyes widened and he set the drink down on the table.

“Oh damn it…I think I need to leave-”

Just as Jimin stood up from the table their boss walked in and he froze. Now knowing that he messed up there wasn’t a way out of it. He just sat back down, hoping to make it up to you later on. It was a guilty 2 hours but he rushed home as soon as he could, bursting through the door. He walked into the bedroom to find you passed out asleep, all on your own. He got down next to the bed.

“Shit…I’m so sorry..” He whispered.

His voice started to wake you up and you shifted in your sleep. When you slowly opened your eyes you saw him in front of you.

“You’re home..” You mumbled.

He nodded, stroking your hair.

“Yeah, babe. I’m home…I’m so sorry about earlier. I’m so stupid. I can’t believe I forgot. It’s just that things have been so busy lately and I lost track of the days.”

You lifted yourself up to sit up in the bed, as much as you wanted to stay mad at him he was right. They weren’t used to such packed schedules and he was doing the best he could at the moment. 

“It’s okay. Wait here, okay?”

Jimin nodded, letting you run off to the bathroom. He comfortably sat down on the bed as he waited for you to come back out. He wondered if you were secretly mad at him but he hoped the present he picked up would make up for it. Just as he was about to pull it out of his pocket you opened the door again. His eyes widened in surprise. There you were standing in the doorway only wearing the new lingerie that you had picked out for that night. He was speechless, guiding his eyes throughout every inch of you.

“What-”

You turned red. “I-is it too much? I can change? I was just excited to show you….this isn’t your present but I wanted to see your reaction.”

“Can you come over here?”

You obeyed, walking next to the bed. 

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sushi 02 || pjm (s)

Jimin takes you home after a successful date and can’t help it his dirty thoughts are taking over him.

❀ genre/warnings: smut, angst {dom!jimin}.
❀ word count: 4,8k+
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sushi 01

It was almost 11 pm when the vehicle finally came to a halt. You guys have been jamming to different songs from The Neighbourhood along the way, you getting surprised with how well Jimin knew the lyrics. And of course you got surprised at his amazing voice.

‘’Jimin! I didn’t know you could sing! Damn fine,’’ you complimented him and you gave him a shove against his arm. He sheepishly started to grin and looked out of his car window.

‘’Yeah, I wouldn’t be so sure of that. I think there are better singers out there,’’ he replied and a silence fell upon you two. Only the soft rain, ticking on the windows and roof, but later on thunder and lightning was added to it.

The first lightning made Jimin look up and he unbuckled his seatbelt. You started to struggle with yours, eyes and mind not that clear anymore, because you may have drank a bit too much wine. You didn’t recall Jimin drinking that much, but at the date one of the things you talked about, was how he wasn’t planning on drinking too much. He had to drive to his home in the end of course.

‘’Here, let me help you,’’ you heard Jimin say and his hands came in sight, touching yours as he unbuckled your seatbelt. Your eyes widened a bit and you coughed, climbing out of the car quickly and closing the door behind you. Jimin stepped out too and at that very moment, another lightning lit up the sky.

‘’Come on!’’ Jimin said

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