was anybody else screaming at him at this point

anonymous asked:

rapmonster 79 please! maybe even in corporate ur mafia au if u want to i love ur mafia au sm!!!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍

Ahh thank youuu!! 💖

79. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

Kim Namjoon (Rap Monster) x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU

Word Count: 583

Originally posted by minsnuggles

“Well shit,” you thought, this was definitely not how you expected your night out to turn out. One moment you were dancing with some guy and now there was a shootout going on. You pressed your back further into the pillar you were hiding behind and covered your mouth with your hands, hoping no sound will escape your lips. You heard footsteps approaching when they stopped near you.

“Found you,” a man spoke before a loud shot echoed across the hall and his body slumped on top of you. Frightened you looked up to see the guy you have been dancing with before, he quickly put his gun away.

“Namjoon!” you almost screamed out.

“Y/N! I’m glad you’re okay,” he said pushing the body off of you. You could barely control your tears, you were so happy to see him. 

“Shhh, You’re safe now. I’ve got you,” he whispered. “But I need you to tell me if you have seen anybody else, it’s not safe till they’re out there,” you nodded and pointed to the 2nd floor.

“Stay here I will be back soon,” he told you, as he began shifting from one cover spot to another. You looked around and suddenly felt dizzy. Just now you realized that this man shot somebody and there were dead bodies everywhere. Sure he saved you but can you trust him? You had trouble breathing, your hands began to shake, you could hear shots firing in the background when somebody grabbed you and you began trashing around.

“Hey hey, Y/N calm down it’s me,” Namjoon spoke as he took your hands in his. “Try to stay calm, I took care of everything, okay?”

You wanted to do just as he said but you knew exactly what he meant by taking care, suddenly you didn’t feel safe around him but his warm eyes soothed you and you decided to trust him.

“Can you stand?” he asked, you tried standing up but your legs were too shaky. “Alright then, I will carry you,” he said picking you up. He took you to the main hall where other man were waiting.

“Who’s this?” the youngest looking one of them questioned. “I thought you told us to get rid of everyone,” and your eyes widened at his statement.

“Not this one, she’s with me,” Namjoon replied as he pushed the club’s door open with his feet. “Get out of the car,” he ordered one of his man. “I will be driving myself.”

“What the hell happened there?” you finally mustered the courage to talk once you were inside. Namjoon looked at you and just drove out in silence. 

“Look, I’m sorry, I got you involved in this but it will be safer for you if you didn’t know,” you decided not to pester him about it.

“Where are we going?” you asked after a good ten minutes of silence.

“To your place.”

“How do you know where I live?”

“I have my ways,” he answered as he drove into your home’s driveway. He got out and opened the car’s door for you. 

“Stay safe,” he said after taking you to your doorstep. He was about to go away when you stopped him.

“Namjoon wait!” you gave him a big hug. “Thank you. For saving me,” he smiled at you brightly.

“Maybe we will see each other again one day,” you told him before going inside.

“I’m sure we will,” Namjoon thought to himself as he got back into the car.

lifeisabadpun  asked:

"Hey I know I really don't know you, but oh my god I just needed to touch your hair!!!!"

“What the actual fuck?”

Baz turned around in his chair to stare at the boy who was aggressively patting his head.

The boy shot him a crooked grin before blurting out, “Hey I know I don’t really know you, but oh my god I just needed to touch your hair.”

Baz blinked. “What the actual fuck.”

The boy finally moved his hand away and sat back in his desk. He was golden-haired and covered in freckles. And kind of hot. Okay, really hot. Why had Baz never turned around?

“Sorry… I.. didn’t really think that through.”

“Clearly not,” Baz said, turning back around to face the front of the classroom. Not that there was anything to look at. Class didn’t start for a few more minutes.

“What’s your problem?” Baz said, turning around once again to face the boy behind him. Sam was his name, right? No, Simon? Simon!

Simon blushed and twisted his hands on his desk in front of him. “I don’t have a problem. You just.. have really soft hair.”

Now Baz was blushing. “Oh.” He turned back around. He was in no condition to talk to a freckled boy named Simon about the texture of his hair. Things like that required preparation, and at least a week’s notice.

Simon was leaning forward and speaking into Baz’s ear before he could even process what was happening. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. You probably don’t even know who I am. But I’ve kind of been wanting to do that since September and it turns out I’m just sleep deprived enough to try it.”

Baz smiled without turning back. “I don’t really mind that much.”


“Yeah.” Baz had already decided he could never turn around again. He could feel the cuteness radiating off of the boy behind him through the six inches of air between them. How had he never felt that before?

“You have really nice hair.”

Baz raised his eyebrows. “Do I?”

“You do. And nice eyes. I hadn’t seen them before just now. I don’t know anybody else with grey eyes.”

Baz definitely looked like a tomato at this point, but he did his best to keep his voice calm. “Oh, thank you.”

“You’re just really cute in general actually.”

Baz was screaming internally. 

“I thought it might have just been the back of your head but I can confirm now. The rest of you is very cute too.”

He was dying. He was burning and tumbling down a cliff into a bottomless pit of nothingness.


He didn’t say anything. He didn’t move. He let the world rotate on its axis and leave him behind on another plane of existence where Simon’s words were still echoing in his ears.

And then he turned around.

“Do you want to go out with me?” he asked.

Simon grinned. “Yes. Also, does this mean I can touch your hair again?”

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anonymous asked:

OH MY G O D YOU'RE RIGHT, KAGS DOES DO THAT A LOT I'M SCREAMING. (i feel like he doesn't know how to initiate these kinds of things so others have to initiate it with him like when tanka tried to give him a high five)

JEALOUS KAGS ALWAYS MY FAVORITE KAGS. You just can’t touch Hinata. You can’t. And the most endearing part is that

  1. He never does a thing to express it he just glares hoping his eyes will kill the person but also not 
  2. He always retorts it to Hinata, but in truth he’s so mat at himself because this little ball of sunshine can make him feel so much 
  3. Hinata can’t get a hint of the situation to save his life 
  4. Kagehina is real 

I think you’re right, Kageyama is still learning how to open up to people, after all Karasuno is his first true family, he never experienced such a warm and supportive team experience before. 

The only one who broke through his wall is Hinata. Kageyama does with him thing he never does with anybody else, and maybe seeing Hinata behaving the same way with others is what truly gets him mad. If you pay attention, Kageyama’s interactions, reactions, face expression, everything, is different when Hinata is involved. They scream at each other, they cheer for each other, they casually touch each other all the time, they are the person who they’re most comfortable with. The only person who they can be their true self with. They are each other’s home

So see point 4

The darkness makes her brave.

When she was a little girl, lost in a sea of revolving faces— some kind, some not— the darkness kept her company. It was safety, it was warmth. It hid her from the dangers of the light, from harsh faces and harsher words, from loneliness, from disappointment. The night was her blanket and she painted her dreams in the stars.

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