why do i always get myself into these situations

Mirror For The Sun - Part 8: Change of Plans

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Summary: (Bucky POV) Nat tricks you into leading a road trip with Bucky, Sam and Steve. Her plot is partly to get the boys to travel for fun for once but mostly to get you and Bucky together. You and Bucky, who seemingly despise each other.

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 3171

Author’s Note: Gah sorry this took so long. I’m already starting on prt 9, so hopefully it won’t be as long for the next one.

Originally posted by gliceria

This morning is a battle. It’s a battle to focus on really anything but Y/N. I’m just not sure what to make of any of this. I have no idea what she’s thinking while she flits around the campsite packing up the sleeping bags and tent while Sam works on breakfast. She doesn’t seem any warmer to me than she is to Sam, playfully dodging his reach when she steals a piece of bacon, or than when she grabs Steve’s arm to get an extra lift to push the tent bag on top of the car. I can’t figure out if this morning was just a weird thing in an emotional moment or if it was something more.

It’s also a battle over the next stop. She’s sitting stubbornly on the picnic table holding her atlas while Sam begs her to get in the car. Steve is rolling his eyes and I’m barely holding back my laughter.

“Come on! You’re being such a princess!” Sam scoffs, “Get in the car.”

“No! Vegas is not part of the plan!” She shouts back defiantly.

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Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural   {Sentence Starters}

  • “Spooky, huh?”
  • “Its not a ghost.”
  • “Are ghosts real?”
  • “You look like an idiot!”
  • “I wasn’t fat-shaming Bigfoot!”
  • “Knock me down with a feather!”
  • “I just got startled by a disco ball…”
  • “How.. how do you go that wrong?”
  • “You wanna lie on the pentagram?”
  • “Oh my god, you have a death wish!”
  • “Hey there, demons, its me… ya boy.”
  • “That’s the biggest lie I’ve ever heard.”
  • “I think I’m gonna buy you a punch in the face.”
  • “She doesn’t seem like a very intelligent ghost.”
  • “Yeah, I got the chills even just thinking about it.”
  • “How about I open the door and you walk in first?”
  • “Well, if its any consolation, you look like an idiot.”
  • “Like pretty much everywhere we go, its old and gross.”
  • “And the worst part is, I don’t even have my holy water!”
  • “Can I use the jacuzzi hot tub we’ve been blessed with?”
  • “I’m gonna serve you up a fresh truth pancake right now.”
  • “That’s concerning… that there’s that tiny margin of error.”
  • “If I see people taller than me, I get concerned about them.”
  • “I’m saying just ‘cause something’s old, doesn’t mean its bad.”
  • “Do you always have to insult the ghost of the place we’re at?”
  • “You’re not gonna believe me if I tell you, so why even tell you?”
  • “And, as you can see, this is the place where nightmares are made.”
  • “I ask myself that a lot, too. I don’t understand why I do these things.”
  • “Oh, he’ll pick you up, alright. He’ll pick you up and crack you in two.”
  • “I never said I wanted to murder you! This is a hypothetical situation!” 
  • “He said that, but I agree with it. He meant it more, though, so hit him!”
  • “If you slit my throat tonight, I’m gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that.”
  • “No, I can’t imagine that. I’d never want to imagine that. Are YOU imagining that?”
  • “Why don’t you punch me in the face, maybe smack me around a little? What are you, a wussy?”

There’s plenty of problems and reasons why me and my family need money, but really this is just ? for if you love me? My birthday is a month away and I want to be able to be independent/do some things for myself so my parents won’t always have to pay for me. It’s no emergency situation so don’t! feel the need to go crazy with the reblogs. If you do want to give money however, m_scholfield@yahoo.com

And if you don’t feel comfortable with giving without getting anything, I do commissions! I charge $15 per 1k. 

It Isn’t Love || Seungcheol || Pt. 6

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt. 4 // Pt. 5 // Pt. 6 //

Word Count: 3023

Genre: fluff, angst, royalty au, arranged marriage au

Summary: In order to solidify and further prove the alliance of two kingdoms, the Choi Kingdom had decided to arrange a marriage between their kingdom and the Lee Kingdom. It was a great plan! Now, if only the two parties personally involved were willing…

“This is all your men?”

“They’re all I need.”

“This is all you brought?”

“I just came back from war.”

“Your carriage is so small, is it gonna fit us?”

“How big are you?”

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dormiensdraconis-hellebore  asked:

Can you do gifs of a Ravenclaw procrastinating about packing to move and then getting super frantic as they're having to rush to pack everything? (My current life situation. I'm so overwhelmed and need some humor to keep from crying. Why do I always do this to myself? 😂😩)

The appropriate time to pack:

0.2 seconds before we’re supposed to be leaving:

Peter Parker being a father would include:

Request: Part 2 of pregnant!reader imagine.

A/N: I decided to try a headcanon and this imagine seemed to be a perfect opportunity. (Don’t judge it’s my first headcanon! Also I know nothing about pregnancy lol.) Btw this includes before the baby is born and after!!

Peter being a father would include;

- After he has learned he was going to be father at a young age, of course he was nervous like hell,

 - However, he never showed how nervous he was, knowing it was much harder for you,

 - “We’ll get through this together, don’t worry. You are not alone, never will be.”

 - After getting used to the news, he becomes more excited than anyone else (your family, you, etc.),

 - Although you were only 2 months pregnant, he goes out shopping for cute baby clothes and he literally buys everything he sees,

 - “Listen Y/N, I have found this amazing baby bottle holder with Spiderman logo on it!”

“Do you think the baby would like spiders or nah? Because if they don’t, I will need to quit my job.”

-  “Peter, I don’t think we will even tell our child that his father is Spiderman.”

- Peter helping you with everything, literally, everything,

“I think I can pee by myself Peter, get out!”

He would continuously search about what to do on an emergency situation with your pregnancy,

- He would always be alarmed, fearing something will happen to the baby or you,

-  “PETER!”


- “No dumbass, why did you leave the door open! I just saw a rat!”

You would catch him searching schools in the area for your child.

“The baby isn’t even born yet!”

- When your water breaks, Peter freaks out, he even screams,

- He is more anxious than he ever was, never sits for hours until you wake up from the surgery,

- When they finally give you the baby, that is the most precious moment,

- Peter starts crying, though he desperately tries to cover it,

- You give baby to Peter and he can’t even speak,

- He just stares into the baby’s eyes, which are barely open, still crying softly,

-  Through the years, Peter tries to spend his every minute with your child,

- He tries millions of hobbies with them,

-  “Dad, I don’t think it would be a good idea to jump from building to building.”

-  “Why? I’m Spider-”


- Peter would literally try his best to be the best father,

- He would succeed.

anonymous asked:

You are so hot, but why are you into bigger stocky/chubby guys? As one myself, I do not see the appeal.

Thank you :) This is actually a question I get asked all the time! For starters, no one can really control what they are attracted to - my preferences were probably determined at birth. I also have a theory, however, that I like them for another reason. I’m tall (I’m 6'3) and thus
I’m used to being the “protective” person in a hugging or cuddling situation; if I hug a friend, my arms go over top of them and they rest their head on my chest. So I’ve always enjoyed thinking that I like big guys because they give me the opportunity to feel small and protected for once! I can just cuddle up to them and feel all safe with their big arms around me 😊


Time | Jason Todd

IMAGINE fighting with jason
probably grammar/spelling errors

The only source of light was the candle. It fit the mood perfectly as you dressed his wounds, fingers grazing across the side of his stomach as you softly stitched the hole shut. The worry you had when he showed up was slowly being replaced with anger; all he ever did was show up covered in bullet wounds and blood. No matter what you said, Jason still wouldn’t listen.

“Why do you always put yourself in these situations?” You ask, avoiding his eyes as you grab a gauze pad and the tape. “One of these days your luck is going to run out and then what? How am I supposed to keep you safe when you’re so hellbent on getting yourself killed?”

He stiffened. "I can take care of myself.”

“But you won’t, will you?” You snort, rolling your eyes. “Because ever since we met, you rush into things without a care whether or not you live or die. But some of us do care, Jason. Some of us care a lot.”

"Y/N…” He whispered your name, unsure of what to say.

“Jay, I get that you have this need to do what you do-” You take your hands away from his side- “but I can’t help but wonder if one day you don’t come back. One day, you die and you stay dead. No Lazarus Pit. No backup plan. You’re just gone.”

“What do you want me to do?” He snaps. “I can’t just promise you I won’t die. What do you want me to say, N/N? How can I help? Because fuck, I don’t know what to do!”

“I love you,” You say.

“That’s not my fault.” He replies.

The two of you are stunned into silence. You pack up the medpack and ignore his outstretched hand as you stand up. You struggle to maintain your cool, managing to get away from him without a hitch. This wasn’t how you expected this to go; you expected him to say it back, promise to come home alive.

“You asked what you could do…” You speak up, your back facing him, “I think it would be good for me to be alone for a few days.”

“Okay. Yeah, um…” He clears his throat, standing up from the couch as he grabs his shirt. “You want me to go, I’ll go.”

You nod, not saying anything more. Jason pauses as he grabs his helmet. He wants to say something–anything–but he knows it’ll only make things worse. He shouldn’t have asked so much of you. You always stood by him until now. He swallows the words he wants to say and he moves to the door. When you don’t say anything, he sighs and opens the door, leaving you alone. The only thought on his mind is the dread of thinking he lost you forever.

march 18 2017

The Real Reason

Author’s Note: @thegreatficmaster requested #313 with Dean from the 390 Prompts. I hope you like it, babe!!

Word count: 653

Warnings: Language

The Real Reason

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman

My blood was boiling. I could literally feel it as I stared into those familiar green eyes. It had been a little over a year since I last stared into them but that didn’t mean I felt less about their owner.

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Catch Me

Description: this is kinda based off an old demi lovato song, im not sorry and I wrote this forever ago but felt the need to post

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon x reader ft Byun Baekhyun

Genre: Girl Group AU!, slightly ansgty, slightly fluff

Word Count: 3k

Originally posted by lullabyun

“Baekhyun, I don’t think you understand. I like him. I really like him, but I’m just scared to get hurt again. I’m scared to let someone in again. Last time that happened, last time I let someone in, last time I trusted someone with my heart, they broke it, shattered it into a million pieces. I just can’t go through that again. I don’t want to end up broken and hurt again. I don’t want to hand someone the power to ruin me. This time will only be worse.”

I rolled over. I didn’t open my eyes yet. Even though I knew it wasn’t going to happen I wanted to go back to sleep. I laid still another few minutes. I stayed curled up under the blanket I was given last night, but finally opened my eyes. No one else was in the living room besides me, which made sense seeing as how it was silent. I was staying in the EXO dorm. With everyone up and going, there’s no way it could be this quiet around here. I reached over my head to the end table on that side of the couch. I felt around a bit until my hand graced my phone. It was five am. I hated that I was up this early. I never woke up this early.

I attempted to go back to sleep, but after over an hour of flipping, tossing, and turning, I just gave up. I got up and went into the kitchen. I decided to make the guys coffee. It would be a nice little surprise seeing as how Junmyeon is always the one that wakes up to make it, but always complains that he has to wait for coffee. I grabbed the coffee grinds and filters from the kitchen cabinet directly above the sleek silver coffee maker. I carefully measured everything out and started it up. The clock on the wall read 6:15 AM. “That should be enough time to make the guys breakfast before they have to head out.” I confidently whispered to myself.

“You can’t let fear hold you back forever Y/n. You’re gonna have to face your fears, especially when it comes to him. If you don’t ever jump back into things and face all your fears, you’re never gonna be happy. If you continue on the way you’re going, everyone else will be happy, falling in love and you’ll be on the sidelines watching it all. He’s nothing to be afraid of. You have feelings for him. You need to tell him.”

I was almost done with everything when I heard the first bits of noise from the other side of the dorm, letting me know that the guys were starting to wake up. As I placed pieces of toast on a plate, someone came into the kitchen. I didn’t see who it was at first seeing as how my back was turned towards the task at hand, but I knew as soon as they wrapped their arms around my waist.

“This is all for us?” Junmyeon asked, resting his head on my shoulder. “Yep.” I said, reaching over to flip the pancakes I had cooking on the stove. “And there’s coffee.” Junmyeon loosened his grasp from my waist, and as soon as I turned around to face him, he wrapped me up in a proper hug. “Wow, you’re honestly the best Y/n.” He let me go soon after. He poured himself a cup of coffee, and I finished cooking the last few pancakes. As I did, a few more guys herded into the kitchen. “You made breakfast? Sweet!” Chanyeol and Baekhyun practically shouted in unison.

“What if he doesn’t feel the same way and I ruin our friendship? He still means alot to me. I don’t want to be the cause of us growing apart.”

As if on queue the rest of the guys ran into the kitchen. “I bought apple and orange juice last night, and I also made coffee this morning.” “Thank you Y/n.” Sehun said, in a low morning voice as he walked past me to get to the food I had just finished cooking. “Ah, no need to thank me. I knew today was gonna be a busy day for you guys so I wanted you to start it off right. But I’m not the best cook, so it probably isn’t even that good.” I said, pouring myself a glass of orange juice and joining everyone at the table. “Are you kidding Y/n??! This is the best thing I’ve eaten in the last two months.” Baekhyun mumbled, shoving food into his mouth. “Hey! I cook for you everyday and you never say that about what I cook.” Kyungsoo said from the opposite side of the room. “Well that’s because your food isn’t that great.” Chanyeol interjected for Baekhyun who still had his mouth slam full of food. “In that case you better not eat anything else I prepare because from here on out, it might have poison in it.” Baek’s eyes grew wide, and he almost choked on his mouthful. He took a quick sip of his juice and turned to Junmyeon. “Don’t let him poison me please!” He gave him a sly smirk. “Sorry Baekkie, you made your bed. Now you have to lay in it.” Baekhyun threw his head over and laid it on Chanyeol’s shoulder. He let out a high-pitched groan. “Why do I always let myself get into these deadly situations??!” Chuckles and giggles could be heard throughout the room. After it all died down, we all continued eating in silence.

Slowly everyone finished their food, putting their dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Eventually it was only Junmyeon and I left. He sat in front of me. We were almost done with our food, but it looked like he had stopped because he was deep in thought. He stared down at the center of the table, and he hasn’t moved his hand in several minutes. “Hey, you okay?” I asked, waving my hand in front of him. My heart fluttered as he rested his intense gaze on me. It was a few moments before he finally muttered a quick, ‘yeah’, and left out the room, leaving me all alone.

“Sometimes you have to take risks to be happy.”

Junmyeon didn’t talk to me for the rest of the day. I wracked my brain trying to remember what I might’ve said to him that upset him to the point of avoiding and not talking to me, but I just couldn’t figure it out. Things were fine at breakfast and then instantly afterwards they weren’t. I wanted to talk to Baekhyun about it. He was the only one that knew I liked him. But that’s only because apparently he heard me saying Junmyeon’s name in my sleep. He confronted me about it and the rest is history. Which honestly out of all the members, I’m sorta glad it’s him. Baekhyun is so naturally pushy and noisy that when he asks Junmyeon something for me, he doesn’t question him about why he wants to know.

“He’s not talking to me… do you know why??”

I quickly typed out the message, and sent it. I got a reply almost immediately.

“No clue, but hes been quiet all day. Somethings wrong but Idk what.”

I put my phone down. What could possibly be wrong with him? Why is he avoiding me? Here recently we haven’t been speaking much, so it’s not like I could’ve upset him with something I said. The girls and I have only been here a night. The plumbing messed up at our dorm yesterday, and we arranged to stay here with them while it gets fixed. I got here later than Yeon and Seulgi, and everyone was practically asleep, so it’s not like something I did could’ve upset him. No matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn’t think up any logical reason Junmyeon was mad at me.

I sat alone on the couch thinking about everything for another hour or so until finally everyone came home. Well… almost everyone. Chanyeol and Jongdae carried in several boxes of pizza, placing them all on the dining room table. “Sorry it took so long Y/n. Junmyeon wouldn’t make his mind up on pizza toppings.” I nodded. “It’s fine.” I grabbed the plates from the kitchen and set them right beside the pizza. “Which was ridiculous, seeing as how he’s not even coming home to eat them.” My heart dropped down to my stomach. Of course he wasn’t coming home to eat dinner with the rest of us, with me. “But anyway,” Chanyeol continued. “Do you guys wanna watch a movie or something?” Throughout the room a chorus of ‘yes’ could be heard. Everyone grabbed their plates and went back into the living room. It was another ten minutes of arguing before we all decided on a movie we would all be happy with watching. I didn’t care either way. My mind was definitely somewhere else right now. I couldn’t help it. This whole situation was so nerve wracking. Why is Junmyeon so confusing? I tried my best to pay attention to the movie. It wasn’t necessarily healthy to obsess over him like I had been doing today. I managed to watch all of the movie. Jongin, who was closest to the TV, got up and put in another movie. The sun had been done for quite a while; I was ready to go to sleep even though I knew everyone else would probably want to stay up late. My focus on the second movie wasn’t as strong as it was on the first one as I slowly faded into slumber.

“Y/n, Y/n, wake up.” I heard a hoarse voice whisper from in front of me. I slowly opened my eyes. I could just barely make out the outline of Junmyeon. Am I dreaming? I thought to myself as I sat up. “No, this isn’t a dream. We need to talk.” I didn’t mean to say that out loud. “About what, and can it wait ‘til morning, I’m tired?” I yawned, stretching my arms out in front of me. Junmyeon got quiet. I looked up at him. He was towering over me, something that usually didn’t happen seeing as how we were similar in height.

“You said my name in your sleep just now.” He said. The simple sentence changing his tone from one of annoyance to something more soft and sincere. “I’m sorry.” I quipped, lowering my head and averting my gaze away from his. He bent down in front of me, and brought one finger underneath my chin. He slowly tilted my head back up, so we were making eye contact again. “Don’t be sorry. I should be the sorry one.”

I shook my head in confusion. “What do you mean?” Junmyeon switched from being bent down in front of me, to sitting criss cross on the floor. He took my hands in his. “It shouldn’t have taken me this long to tell you how I feel.” My heart began to race as he continued his words. “I don’t expect you to feel the same in the slightest. We’ve been nothing but friends since the very first day we met. I could always count on you to be there for me, whether I was ranting or getting advice from you. Somewhere along the way, I started to see you as more than a friend. I always wanted to be with you or near you. I never wanted to leave you, but I didn’t have that luxury because all I ever was to you was a friend. I thought maybe if I avoided you, my feelings would just go away. But unfortunately that’s not how it works.” Junmyeon let out a small chuckle, but continued on. “This morning when I saw you in the kitchen, I couldn’t help but think about waking up to that in the mornings. My beautiful girlfriend making breakfast, and that’s when it hit me that it could never happen because you don’t even know how I truly felt about you.”

“How exactly do you feel about me?” I asked, my breath catching in my throat as the words left my mouth.

“I love you. I love you so much. I love everything about you from the way you laugh, how cute you are when you try to be sassy, to how determined and hardworking you are, to much much more. I’ve been so scared to tell you how I feel. I didn’t know how you would react. I’ve put so much thought into this, telling you. I had so many ideas on what to say and when to tell you, but it all went out the window when I came in earlier and heard you say my name. I don’t know why, but I took that as a sign.” I couldn’t even speak. Everything that he said had stunned me into silence. I didn’t even know what to think about this, let alone give him a good enough reply, one I knew he was waiting for. “Jun.” I croaked weakly. “Yes?”

“I love you too.”


Reversal of Roles: Tony Stark

Tony Stark x Reader

Assumed female reader

Word Count: 2286

I am so excited for this series! I think you’ll understand the idea of the series more as you read this one, but each of these is going to be different.The next one that I have lined up is Bucky.

“Iron Man,” you fumed. “Just because the suit doesn’t have curves doesn’t mean that the person inside it is a guy.”

“(Y/N), you’re overthinking this. Does it matter that they think you’re a guy?” Pepper, your PA, reasoned, taking the remote from your hands and turning off the television. “It just means that they won’t think it’s you.”

You snorted. “They’ll be so busy looking for a guy smart enough to make the suit that they won’t realize that local genius (Y/N) (L/N) is behind the whole thing. Serves the sexist jerks right.”

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I think Emily King is right. Love is always better when we take time to get back to who we are. That is why I always spend some time alone. I actually tend to date myself at least once in a month. Sometimes I kill my time with reading, or writing or contemplating about something inside a coffee shop. Sometimes I eat somewhere or go to beautiful places, wear something nice and do a photowalk. I’m doing this for years because I always believe that it’s very healthy if I get to reflect about my life or my current situation on my own. I’m doing “Me time” because for me it means loving myself completely and not letting myself get lost with the world or not losing myself in the process of achieving goals, reaching dreams or loving someone. Emily King is right, take time to get back to who you are.
Coffee Matters, Porta Vaga, Baguio City
April 15, 2017 / 5:30 PM Onwards

me: *feels uncomfortable, shy, ashamed, exhausted in a specific environment* fuck i hate myself

also me: why tho? why do u always say that? u love urself tho? why do u always say u hate urself when you get into a situation that’s not comfy and relaxing? ofc you’d feel that way. what if instead of hating urself why don’t u just blame it on inanimate things? lke what if instead of saying “i fuckin hate myself” u just say “i fuckin hate the situation“. cause u don’t hate urself. u hate the situation

also me: good point but


“Hey you’re home!” she greeted me excitedly as she came out of our en-suite and saw me standing by the closet,

“Just walked through the door, relaxing shower?” I smiled back at her while throwing on an old army t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. She didn’t answer, but as she crossed the room towards me I could tell that that silence meant yes. She delicately wrapped her arms around my neck and gently pressed her body against mine, our eyes locked together,

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Afraid for what? (Prologue)

Genre: A little bit of everything at some point



Characters: Jungkook/reader(female)

Words: 0.4k

Warnings: None

A/n: College is scary to begin with, so what happens to Jungkook when he finds out that he picked a College with co-ed dorms while meeting his roommate for the first time.

Prologue | I (coming soon)

Originally posted by cuteguk

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lostin-insomnia  asked:

Hi. I dont know of this is similar with other ADD/ADHD people but since ive been diagnosed as a child, and actually told about my ADHD as a teen, it made me reevaluate every single one of my actions. As a child I was always loud and moved a lot. But now I force myself to be quiet and not bring attention to myself. And it makes it seem like I dont have ADHD and I just try to suppress it until I get home. Is this common? Or am I just weird?

Self-awareness is important in many situations. It can be helpful to identify when you are doing something or why you are doing something so that then you can address it and make a change, if that is what you wish to do. However, being over aware and allowing it to consume you can be detrimental. Never feel like you are bottling yourself up for the benefit of others. You be you!


BTS Reacting to you crying


“Jagi, please don’t cry” He’d do everything he could to put a smile on your face.


He’d immediatly feel like he did something wrong and apologize. “I’m sorry jagi, please don’t cry”


His face would immediately drop when he saw you crying. He’d run over to you and pull you into a tight hug. “Everything is gonna be alright, I promise (y/n)”


He would feel so bad, he would pull you into a hug and whisper sweet nothings into your ear. 


“Jagi? are you okay??” He would know you aren’t ready to talk about it, so he’d try to take your mind off of it. “Why don’t we go get some ice cream?" 


He wouldn’t really know what to do. He’d awkwardly pat your back and whisper soothing words into your ear. Hoping that you’d quickly feel better. 


He would help you a lot by giving you advise on your situation. He’d say how much he loves you and always wants to see you happy. Then he’d watch a movie with you as he held you tightly. 

A/N: I decided to use happy gifs because they just looked so cute. I couldn’t help myself

-Admin A & JC

So, the ask was not originally sent to me but rather @mccoymostly. As Anna did not want to answer it, I am going to. I am also going to switch “cutting” to “self-harming” simply because it’s more general. I’m also operating under the assumption that anon was asking where the situation is he and the person are friends.

I also want to make it clear before I put the “read more” that if anyone needs to talk or rant, I am more than happy to listen. I know what it’s like to want to hurt myself, and have admittedly done so on a few occasions. You are not alone.

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Touch Me (Part.3 - End)


Artist : GRAY

I walk straight to their table. Don’t care if it will make a scene there. I walk closer and see Sunghwa’s expression when notices my presence. He looks pale as if seeing ghost.

“Lee Sunghwa-ssi, Can we talk for a moment?” He stand up immediately after hear my words. His friends looking at our direction frightened while the girls ask here and there who I am.

“It’s not like what you’re thinking!” Sunghwa said as we go out from the club. I keep walking to where my car parked, looking for a quiet spot to talk. He grabs my hand and stop me.

“Listen to me! It’s not really like that!” Now he’s the one that yell at me.

“Not here Lee Sunghwa. Everybody’s watching. Let’s talk in car.” Not even a single tear drop from my eyes. He just sighs and follows me to my car.

“You know I have thousands questions for you.” I said after he close the car’s door.

“I know.” He sounds calm now. Maybe he already gives up on me.

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