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Wrong Place Wrong Time (24)

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Part 24 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭 ,. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language and Adult themes.)

Summary: You end up in the wrong place at the wrong time and it has negative repercussions. Main characters include: Reader and EXO.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6  Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23   Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34  Part 35 (Final)

Word Count: 2,160


“Why are you standing up, sit down, this isn’t a joke.” You said, still in disbelief staring up at him, mouth wide open.

“This isn’t a joke. I’m well aware of that” He gave you a serious look, contrast to the expression he usually wore.

“But Baekhyun…” You whispered, still shocked. How could he be the son of a tyrant it just did not make sense, and now you found yourself questioning his motives. The men were staring at Baekhyun in surprise, Jongin and Kris in particular.

“I don’t fucking believe this.” Junmyeon rolled his eyes heavenwards, letting out an exasperated sigh. “All this time I’ve had my biggest enemies children in my unit and a traitor here too who we thought we all loved dearly, who the heck am I supposed to trust?!” He banged his fists on the table looking at Baekhyun, with rage in his eyes. “Who the heck are you Baekhyun and what do you want?!”

Baekhyun shuffled uncomfortably in his spot, but he was staring intensely at Jongin and Kris, maybe he was just really beginning to process the fact that they were his brothers.

“I’m here to get rid of Red too. My story is the same as their stories, The only difference being it was me and my sister, but he did to her what he did to Kris. He drowned her, unfortunately this time he succeeded. We were twins, we did everything together.” Baekhyun frowned angrily, banging his fists on the table tears coming to his eyes. “She was only 15. A part of me died with her, a part that I’ll never get back. Red is a fucking menace and he needs to be put down permanently.” Baekhyun flopped down into his seat, staring at his hands shaking in his lap.

“I’m so sorry Baekhyun, don’t worry we’ll get him.” Kris said bowing his head.

Jongdae stood up slowly walking towards the fridge. “I’m so baffled, I need a drink. I can’t believe you’re all related.” You were with Jongdae on this one; you were still bewildered by the fact that Jongin, Kris and Baekhyun were brothers.

“Wait Jongin I have a question for you.” You spoke up, you still weren’t one hundred percent sure about all of this and you needed to clarify every single detail. “I found a sheet of paper in your room; it was almost like a checklist. You said you had to kill Luhan because he knew more than he was supposed to, what does that mean?”

He nodded quickly towards your direction, clearing his throat he began to talk. “He found out that I was Red’s son, he didn’t know that at first, you see Luhan’s father was The Professor, that you…”

“The guy I killed…” You looked at the floor, disgusted in yourself, you tried so hard to repress that dark memory in the back of your mind, it made you feel like a monster, as though you were subhuman. Jongin gave you a sorry look but nodded nonetheless.

“Red and The Professor had been partners for a number of years. But I know for a fact that the professor wasn’t happy with the percentage of his share, so if Luhan had made my identity known it would’ve blown up, then I’m sure he’d have had me killed and blamed it on Red somehow and then he would’ve been publicly shamed and lost his half of the business, or all of it meaning it would be in the Professor’s hands. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t care about the damaging Red’s status part of it all, but I did care about him trying to take me out.”

“Okay well what about Tao and Kris, you said something about there being more to them if I remember correctly.” You continued to pry, you were making sure to expose him if there was anything that he was hiding.

“At the time, I didn’t know if they were genuinely on our side or not so I was trying to delve deeper that’s all there is to it.”

You nodded your head, but you still had one question left. The most crucial in your opinion.

“Okay so explain this to me. On the night of the hotel incident, Red initially acted like he didn’t know you, but then he acted as though he knew you were working for Genesis, but he knows your his son and…ugh i’m just so confused.”

Jongin sighed deeply, pushing his hair out of his face. “Look it’s hard to explain. Nobody but him and us know that Me, Kris and apparently now Baekhyun are his children, so he has to act like he doesn’t know me and act like I’m against him and working for Genesis. Ironic thing is though I really am working for Genesis, he just doesn’t know that, he basically thought me coming in the day of the hotel incident was to favour him, but in all honesty I ambushed him and we set his produce alight.”

It was starting to make a little bit more sense now. Jongin had to pretend to play undercover in Red’s company in order for him to be undercover in Genesis. You were just hoping everything was true.
You stood up from your seat and began to walk out of the kitchen, still trying to process everything. When you felt a hand on your shoulder, you turned around slowly to see Baekhyun.

“Y/N, hey I…I know I’m Red’s son, but I hope that doesn’t change your attitude towards me, I’m still me and I promise I’m on Junmyeon’s side. I just hope you guys don’t decide to treat me any different than you have up until now.” You shook your head smiling at him softly; he looked so cute with a pout painted across his face.

“Baekhyun it’s okay I believe you, I’m sorry about what happened to you and your sister…” You hung your head slightly.

“Thanks. I –I just miss her every day you know. She was my best friend, we couldn’t be separated. And then she was taken, just like that.” He smiled sadly, gulping to stop himself from crying. “Will you excuse me for a moment please…?” Baekhyun side stepped you and continued walking down the corridor, you let out a sigh. Life just continued to keep on becoming challenging in this house and it was becoming quite suffocating.  
You crept into the living room; you needed some time to reflect on everything that had gone on lately. The revelation of who Jongin, Kris and Baekhyun were, Minseok’s death, his apparent resurrection and whatever was going on between the two of you. Also you needed to think about what you’d do with Yixing. Not bothering to switch on the light you let out a loud sigh and dropped down on the sofa behind you.

“OUCH! For fuck sake!”

You jumped up again, in complete and utter shock, looking down at the sofa.
“Oh my goodness, Sehun I didn’t see you there I’m sorry.”

“Stupid bitch…” He mumbled, sitting up with a displeased expression on his face. You walked closer to the door to switch on the light so you could see properly.

“Don’t worry I won’t bother you.” You sat on a different sofa to him, hugging a cushion to your chest and staring at nothing in particular.

“So Baekhyun’s one of them too? I heard you guys talking from here.” Sehun muttered quietly, peering at you from where he was lying on his sofa.

“Yes he is.” You answered, not wanting to talk too much. You liked Sehun the least out of all of the boys, he still hadn’t given you a chance to like him yet. In fact you pretty much hated him.

“I know you’ve been hanging out with Minseok lately, you’re reaction to his death was way too emotional for someone that has tried killing you multiple times. I just want you to know that Minseok is my best friend so don’t you dare try and get too comfortable. Minseok is all I have left. The boys are great but Minseok is really all I have.” He looked at you through angry eyes.

“Sehun, I’m not trying to steal Minseok from you, but have you ever considered for a moment what it’s like being in this house for me. It’s really really hard, I’m trying so hard to adjust and to get along with you guys, but someone’s always angry at me. I miss home. I’m sick of seeing the same four walls everyday, but yet I’m just stuck” You sighed heavily resting your head into the cushion in your lap.

Sehun scoffed. “Do you think I wanted to be here? I’m in the same position as you Y/N. I was on the plane to Iceland for holiday, when my mum died in my arms.”
You gasped, sitting up and facing him properly.

“I literally sat there…with her dead body in my hands, and I felt her getting colder and colder. She was taking Supplements by Red then, that’s what killed her. It was only me and my mum, when I lost her I lost everything. I have an older sister, but she never really wanted to know she was too busy loving up her husband and chasing money, she didn’t take me in. So I ended up here. Luhan and Minseok practically raised me after my mum died, but Luhan…” He stopped, trying to recompose himself and to stop himself from crying again.
“You’ve not lost anyone Y/N, you’re the one who doesn’t know how it feels.”

“That’s not true Sehun, I’ve lost myself. I’m not the person I used to be I just feel like an empty shell. Besides, my family have lost me, you can’t imagine that I feel good about that do you?” He paused for a moment, looking at you in silence and then rolling his eyes.

“That’s nothing compared to having your mother die in your arms.” He got up and walked out of the room. You felt somewhat bad, trying to make it as though your issues were bigger than his, that was definitely not your intention. You were becoming really fed up with everything about your life right now, it seemed to be a burden instead of a blessing.

“Board now!” You heard Junmyeon shout, as if on impulse you stood up and made your way there. You didn’t need to, it’s not like you were part of the underground group but it had become something automatic now. Every single man was in the room this time, including Minseok, who decided to sit on one side of you, Chanyeol on the other side.

“I think it’s time we start planning how we’re going to take Red down, don’t you?” Junmyeon said, looking around the table at everyone’s faces. “We need all hands on deck. That includes you Y/N.”

Your eyes widened. You? Again? This was not going to end well, it never did.

“I’m not comfortable with that.” Chanyeol frowned, looking at Junmyeon and resting his hand on your shoulder.

“Chanyeol, we don’t have too much of a choice. Plus she’s capable she’ll be okay. She always has been.” Your face contorted, why was he putting you out on the front line again, it never went well when you were around, and you were not trained to take out Red, you weren’t trained for anything at all, you were just here by an unfortunate accident.

“Actually. I agree with Chanyeol, maybe she should stay.” Minseok spoke up to your side, he was defending you and it was making your heart flutter involuntarily. You heard Yixing scoff from across the table.

“Of course you’d agree with him.” You looked up him through pleading eyes, that were begging him to keep quiet, but he didn’t care. “You want to protect your girlfriend don’t you?”

“Yixing…”You whispered. The rest of the boys looked at you and Minseok confused, whilst Minseok was trying to kept a straight and unsuspecting face.

“Will you tell them or shall I?” He asked you spitefully, looking at you through angry eyes.

“Tell us what?” Jongin frowned, looking at you, but you were still looking worriedly at Yixing in silence.

“The fact that they’re sleeping with each other. I’m pretty sure I walked in on them prepping for sex or just finishing it up.” He raised an eyebrow, everyone turned around looking at the both of you in shock apart from Jongin and Chanyeol, who both seemed slightly disgusted.

“That’s not true is it Y/N?” Chanyeol nudged you in the side with his elbow.

“No it’s not! I’ve not been screwing Minseok!”

Yixing laughed sarcastically, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his seat smugly. “Well I definetly saw you two kissing, you couldn’t keep your hands, and lips off of each other for that matter.”

Chanyeol nudged you in your side again. “Y/N?…”

You stood up from your seat and walked out of the room angrily, calling back behind you.

“I don’t have time for this shit!”


“Why won’t you deny it then?!” Chanyeol shouted after you.

Astral Wish

Word Count: ~800

Pairing: Chanyeol/Reader

Notes: demon/royalty! au or something like that

“the world has changed, the night sky is filled with silver stars.”

“Are you serious? You too?” A booming voice echoes through the great hall, making everyone cower.

“I-I’m sorry my Lord,” a small figure kneels below the steps that lead up to the magnificent throne. Chanyeol looks down from the seat, his ruby orbs grows even more intense.

“This is the fifth time it’s failed. Are you all just here for decoration?” He directs these words even at his highest commanding officers, who all have their heads down in embarrassment.

Chanyeol lets out a frustrated sigh and runs his hands through his jet-black hair a few times. “Get out. All of you.”

“My Lord, I-I can expla-” the man chokes mid sentence, the air around him thins, and his whole body paralyzes.

“Did I fucking stutter?” Chanyeol’s eyes are glowing, and a dark aura surrounds him. Immediately, the hall clears out, and the small man scuttles away, drenched with sweat.

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Prompt: “What about a Soulmate one with bones.” -Anon

Word Count: 2,140

Author’s Note: In doing my research for this one, I learned that I think I love this trope. It’s so cute. I hope you guys like this, we’ve been waiting on this one for a while!

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McHanzo Week: Day 4 - Blue and Red

Originally posted by glow-lovely

Jesse knew how proud Hanzo was. It took a lot of poking and prodding to get him to ask for help or assistance, even with the most trivial things. He would rather it take five hours to fix something simple than be ‘beholden’ to someone or to inconvenience Jesse in any way. Sometimes it was charming. Other times, it drove Jesse up the wall.

And during a mission, it was ten times worse.

“Han. Please. It’s gettin’ to be awfully cold out here…” This mission in particular had taken much longer than they had thought, had left them out in steadily dropping temperatures, tucked away between several warehouses. Although there was no precipitation, it was a dry, heavy cold that made Jesse’s body ache. And he was in his normal clothing. And, of course, so was Hanzo: chest half-bare, fabric loose-fitting…

“I am fine, Jesse. I have experienced much more extreme climates. I do not need your…blanket.”

He tried to be gentle as he pointed out, “It ain’t a blanket, darlin.’ And I know you got your reasons for your get-up and all, but it’s makin’ me even colder just looking at you. Please take it.”

“No.”

Jesse dropped the topic, but as a wind picked up, he could see Hanzo’s already light skin going from pale to faintly blue. His jaw clenched intermittently, like he was actively trying to keep the shuddering out of his bones. Finally, he got up and started moving around a bit, bending his arms and legs, not looking at his companion.

“C’mon, Han. It’s gettin’ worse.”

“I’m fine.” The two words came out with a cutting finality. Or maybe he was just worried that if he said more it would be with a stuttering discomfort that would give him away. As if he still had Jesse fooled.

Finally, they decided to take turns keeping watch while they got a bit of sleep. Jesse insisted on going first. When Hanzo retreated to the corner of the alley where they had been secluded for the past several hours, Jesse watched him out of the corner of his eye. As soon as he was asleep, he could see how much he was shaking. Enough was enough. Walking over, he gave his shoulder a nudge. “Hanzo. Hey. Wake up.”

Hanzo stirred with no small amount of difficulty, his eyes glaring up at him. “Is it time for my watch?”

“Naw. Not yet.” Jesse took a breath and forced himself to harden his face as he put his arms around the other man, tucking him against his chest. Hanzo flinched but didn’t pull away. “Look. I can’t watch ya like this anymore. I know you’re strong, Han. I know you’re fine. So, if ya can’t do this for you, can ya do it for me? I’m beggin’ ya, sweetheart. If you got sick or somethin,’ that would make me feel like the worst guy in the whole world.”

Hanzo was quiet for a moment, and then Jesse felt an arm snake around his waist. “I will not put you out, Jesse. I cannot allow it.”

“But –”

“I will,” he went on, “make a compromise, however. I will share the…not-blanket with you.”

“Poncho.” Jesse grinned. “Ya sure?”

Hanzo buried his face under Jesse’s good arm. “Yes.”

“Guess I can live with that.” He kissed the top of his head as he resituated the thick wool to cover them both. “Especially when it gives me the chance to make ya my snuggle-bug for a bit.”

“Do not push your luck, cowboy.”

Bad Day: Poly Hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: Mentions of Bird waste products, group hugs

You sat on the couch, eyes glued to the tv. You’d been crying earlier but it had calmed down to hiccups and almost-sobs. You would have cried more, if you had any energy left.

It took a lot of energy just to raise the spoonful of ice cream to your mouth.

Tissues surrounded you, wrapping around you like a blanket.

You did have a blanket around you under the tissues but there were so many tissues that you weren’t sure if you could see the blanket.

It didn’t matter to you much anyway. Nothing seemed to be going right today and you just couldn’t handle anything else going wrong. So you called in sick and stayed home, your boyfriends unaware that you hadn’t left the house. Yeah, you heard that right. Boyfriends! Yes, you were all dating each other and no, no one was cheating on anyone.

You’d met Alex first and only learned of the other’s relationships when Alex introduced you to them.

You hadn’t been scared off like so many people before you. Instead, you had smiled at them and said, “I’m so happy you could find three other people who will love and support you! Sometimes it’s hard to just find one person that will do that. Thanks for telling me, I know this couldn’t have been easy for you all.”

That ended in a group hug session and from then on, you loved hanging out with them.

Over time, you started to develop feelings for the Hamilsquad and they felt the same way toward you.

The day that they told you that they wanted you to join in on their relationship was one of the happiest times you could remember. You were so happy to find such loving and supportive people.

Even that happy memory wasn’t enough to block out your sadness and stress.

That’s exactly where your boyfriends found you when they walked in the door.

They had all went grocery shopping after they could go home as a surprise to you, because they knew you were stressed. They didn’t quite realized how stressed you were until they walked in through their front door to see you, covered in tissues, not even looking up toward them.

Their laughter immediately died off as they saw you, quickly walking through the front door of the house you all shared.

They put the grocery bags on the table, quickly putting the things that needed to be frozen or refrigerated away before they rushed over to you.

John sat to your right, while Hercules sat to your left. Alex sat in front of John, on the floor, making sure to leave room for your legs. Lafayette did the same thing and sat in front of Hercules.

You still hadn’t realized they were there, still staring blankly at the television screen.

John, worried, said, “Y/N? Y/N? Are you ok? Y/N?” The last Y/N caught your attention and you looked up toward John, only now noticing that he was there.

You glanced around you, seeing that Laf, Alex, and Hercules was there as well. They all looked concerned and slightly worried.

Their looks of concern, worry and love only brought the tears back full force and you fell into John’s arms, sobbing. You quickly became the center of a group hug. John kept his arms around you, while Hercules gently ran his hands through your hair in an effort to calm you down. Lafayette gently rubbed your back and Alex was talking to you in a soothing tone.
In that instance, you were incredibly happy that he could talk nonstop.

It took a few minutes but slowly, you had calmed down enough to sort of be able to breath in without setting off another round of hiccup-sobs.

Still hiding your face against John’s chest, your “I’m sorry” came out muffled but they all heard it.

Various “it’s ok” and “what’s wrong?” echoed throughout the room.

Gently sitting up, trying not to startle anyone, you took a deep breath and glanced at their faces, tears blurring your vision.

“I had a really crappy day. You all were gone before I woke up, like normal, but my alarm didn’t go off so I slept in for two hours past my alarm. I spilled coffee all over my favorite shirt” you sniffled here and Alex handed you a tissue. You muttered a thanks before blowing your nose. “It’s the shirt you made me Hercules. I tried to get the coffee out but it’s stuck!” You started crying again, wishing that you had worn any shirt but that one. It unfortunately was the first top your hands had landed on. Then I tried to make more coffee, because all of it was on the shirt, but then the coffee maker broke! And then on my way out to my car, some stupid bird pooped on my car door handle and I didn’t see it in time. Plus, I keep getting projects and I just can’t finish all of them! They aren’t giving me any time between projects and I just can’t do that anymore.“ The group had pulled you into another group hug, wishing they could do something to help.

“I called in as sick, I just couldn’t handle something else going wrong.” The words were mumbled as yet again, your face was pressed against someone’s chest.

You let out a small laugh, saying, “Um, guys? A little squished here!”

Instantly, they pulled back from the group hug, smiling toward you. They were glad that you were feeling a bit better.

Suddenly, Lafayette’s eyes widened and he said, “pourquoi don’t we help you with your projets?” (Why don’t we help you with your projects?)

Hercules chimed in next, “I can always make you another shirt out of the same fabric. I still have a lot left over from making your other shirt.”

John said next, “I can help you with your alarm! I think I accidentally bumped into the power outlet the other day and I don’t think it’s quite plugged all the way into the wall.” He sheepishly smiled toward you and you shook your head, a small smile on your face.

Alex, the last of the group, said, “I can run to the store and buy another coffeemaker. Our old one definitely needed replacing. I can also run your car through the car wash on my way back.”

They looked up at you, waiting to see your reaction.

A large smile spread across your face as happy tears fell from your eyes.

“You are the best boyfriends in the entire world. I love you all so much!”


@megabooklover18
Tagging ^^ for helping me get past the “I want to write a poly Hamilsquad x reader but have no ideas” stage 😂

Sick - Evgeni Malkin (PT Diaries, Episode 10)

Requested by anons: In love with PT diaries😍, could part 8 possible be Parise trying to pursue the reader? Geno gets super jealous and maybe he kisses her out of anger ?

Could you please do another PT Diaries where another player is nice to you and Geno’s upset about it but you’re like “no way are we doing this again. Especially while you’re injured” (sorta like part 5??) Thank You!!!

A/N: Okay, this sucks a lot and has nothing to do with the prompts and I’m awful. I’m so sorry. I hate it. Ugh. Send me brutal criticism, I deserve it.

Word count: 1108

Warnings: none other than stomach sickness.

Episode 1  Episode 2  Episode 3  Episode 4  Episode 5  Episode 6  Episode 7  Episode 8  Episode 9

Master list

Originally posted by 871malkincrosby


Our trip to Minnesota couldn’t have been more turbulent and I am still not feeling well by the time we get to the hotel. We are staying in Saint Paul for a couple days and then in Detroit for another two before going back to Pittsburgh.

“Feeling any better?” Michelle Crechiolo, and my roommate, asks me.

I shake my head, using my thumb and index finger to pinch the bridge of my nose. I am quite dizzy, my head is pounding and my stomach is rather upset after getting motion sickness on the plane and then endure a bus trip from the airport to the hotel.

“Maybe you should stay here and skip practice today.” She suggests and I nod, plopping myself on the bed and burying my head on the pillow. “I’ll tell everyone. Get better, babe.”

I don’t say anything but I hear the door opening and shutting behind her, leaving me by myself. The room is dark and I can feel myself drifting into sleep, snuggling into my pillows. Knocks on my door wake me up and I try to get on my feet as soon as I can and open the door, finding Geno on the other side of the door, holding himself up with his crutches.

“Geno, hi.” I say, rubbing my eyes. The pounding in my head and the dizziness are pretty much gone but my stomach is still upset.

“Michelle say you are sick.” He tells me. “Guys are worry.”

“I’m feeling a little better.” I smile a little trying to convince him, or convince myself. “I’ll be okay for dinner.”

“Good.” He says, pushing a strand of my hair behind my ear on a swift move. His hand lingers on the side of my face for a second, caressing my jawline until he gets it back to his side. “Uvidimsja (I’ll see you later).”

“Geno…” I warn him. He hasn’t taught me that one yet.

“It means ‘see you later’.” He says and I nod, trying to remember the word.

“Bye.” I wave at him, shutting the door carefully.


The Xcel Energy Center is buzzing with excitement as the players from both teams jump on the ice, there are quite a few Penguins fans on Minnesota. I’m still feeling quite sick, but I stand on the bench, helping Fleury tape his wrists for the game when I see him, Zach Parise.

“(y/n), long time no see.” He says, leaning on the edge of the bench.

“Zach.” I acknowledge him. “How is your thigh?”

“It’s alright.” He says, putting his leg up and stretching his muscles. “How are you?”

“I’m good. Nothing to report.” I laugh, finishing Flower’s wrists up and helping him with his gloves so he can jump on the ice.

“I’ll say something.” He tells me and I raise an eyebrow. “You are looking stunning today.”

“Of course I do.” I say, shaking my head. “Go away, Parise.”

He smirks and skates away, joining his team for warmups. I bite my lower lip before turning around and walking towards my spot on the staff line-up when I see Geno looking at me, anger clear on his face. He is sitting on a chair next to the bench, supporting his teammates before going to his private suite to watch the game.

“I’m not doing this again, Geno.” I warn him when I see the rage in his facial features. I have only seen him this mad once, an Zach Parise was also involved. “When you are injured. Not now. Not never.”

“I don’t like him.” He just says and I shake my head.

“Why do you care?” I whisper, trying to keep my anger at bay. We are surrounded by people and I don’t feel like giving the team, staff and fans a show.

“He is not good for you.” He tells me and I groan, wanting to slap him.

“We were talking, Geno.” I say. “TAL-KING.” I articulate.

And then I have to run, going straight to the bathroom and throwing up all the content of my stomach. I have eaten very little since yesterday when we landed, but everything it’s going down the drain.

“(y/n)?” I hear a voice behind me. I know who it is, so I don’t turn around. “You good?”

I nod, but as I do I gag again and I throw up bile.

“You need doctor.” Geno says and I wave my hand, trying to say no. “You need to sleep.”

I’m not going to say no to that, I feel exhausted. After a couple minutes I get on my feet and splash some water on my face. Geno is looking at me with a concerned look and I give him a small smile.

“I think I’m gonna go to the hotel.” I tell him and he nods.

“I’m going with you.” He says and I don’t argue.

Geno tells everyone that I am not feeling well and the Wild’s therapist agrees to treat our team if something happens when I am gone. We get into a taxi, seating on the back. Geno holds me close to him, keeping an eye on me in case I feel sick again, but we make it to the hotel without any incidents and Geno pays up before I can even open up my bag.

“I feel bad.” I say and he chuckles.

“I know. Sleep will help.” He answers me and I shake my head, following him across the hotel reception to the elevator.

“No, no, no, not that. Well, that too.” Great, my brain isn’t working now. “You are missing the game and you paid the taxi and…”

“You are sick.” He cuts me off. “We can watch game here.”

We take the elevator and go up to the tenth floor to my room, using my card to get inside. Geno walks to the bedside table and grabbing the remote, turning the TV on and going through the channels until he finds the game. Five minutes in the second period and the Penguins are winning one to nothing. I change into a pair of leggings and sweatpants and crawl on the bed, sitting next to Geno.

“Thanks for bringing me back.” I whisper after a while of both of us just watching the game in silence.

“Budet delat’ eto v tysjachu raz (I’d do it a thousand times).” He says and I look at him; he has said that to me before when I cut my foot with a piece of glass.

“That means ‘you are welcome’, right?” I ask and he gives me a sideway smile.

“Kind of.” He says and we go back to watch the game.

Behind The Scenes 3 (17/21)

Author’s note: I know this one is shorter than usual, sorry about that. Sorry for any errors.

Word count: 2192

Genre: angst?drama? idk (Suga, Jhope, Jungkook)

City: Singapore (Day 3)

Summary: Suga and Jhope confront Y/n about her cutting them out.

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.


Now that you were back from the concert, Jungkook looked as tired as ever. In your opinion, it was his own fault for being so extra the entire time. Then again, he was probably just happy things were back to normal for the two of you. The whole day before the performance was filled with his non-stop attention to make up for the day you were not speaking to him.

You wanted to see the smile back on his face so you told him a few nice words. “You guys did great today, you especially!” you smiled.

“Well, thank you for noticing.” A bit of life now back in his face.

“You seem extra tired right now, you should take a shower first.” You said.

A smirk grew on his face and he stepped closer to you. “Ok, but how about you join me?”

You playfully rolled your eyes at him. “How about no!”

Jungkook laughed at the rejection. He wanted to keep going, but he held himself back, he knew better than to push things with you. “Well, if you change your mind, feel free to just hop in.” He walked over to his suitcase and began rummaging through it for his sleep clothes.

Oddly enough, there was a knock at the door that surprised the both of you.

“I’ll get it.” you offered and walked over to see who it was.

You looked through the peephole to see Suga and Jhope standing out in the hallway looking like lost and tired puppies. When you opened the door, they jumped up and turned to you with much urgency.

“Y/n, we need to talk.” Suga blurted out

You looked between the two of them blankly, still not wanting to talk to them. You slowly closed the door, but Jhope desperately threw his foot in its path and kept it from closing.

“Y/n.” Suga said in a soft voice. “You promised me that’d we’d talk later, now it’s later.”

He was right. You kept up with the whole silent treatment going on for long enough. Without a word, you walked back in to the room, leaving the door open so they can follow you inside. “Who was at the door, ba-“ Jungkook’s words stopped when he looked up from his suitcase and saw Suga and Jhope step into the room. “Hm? What are you guys doing here?”

“We came to have a talk with y/n.” Jhope answered.

Jungkook looked at you as your eyes wandered around the room. He came up to you and whispered, “Jimin told me everything. Are you cool with this?”

You nodded. “Just go take a shower.”

Jungkook let you all be. He walked past the three of you and to the bathroom. However, without anyone noticing, he only stayed by the restroom door and kept his eye on you as the conversation was about to begin.

“What do you guys want?” you asked.

Jhope looked over at Suga and Suga nodded that he could speak first. “Y/n, what did we do to you that you won’t speak to us?” Jhope asked.

You let out a heavy sigh, preparing for a lengthy explanation.

“Whatever we did, whatever I did, I’m sorry. We just don’t want you pushing us away like this.” Jhope added.

“… I don’t trust you guys.” you finally admitted.

The two of them looked confused and Suga was quick to get offended. “What do you mean you don’t trust us? We are your friends!”

“No, you’re not!” you raised your voice right back at him.

“Of course we’re your friends! How could you say that?!?” Jhope was confused more than anything.

You scoffed at him. “Then it doesn’t come off that way. It hasn’t in a long time!”

“What do you mean?” Suga asked.

You could feel your eyes stinging a bit at just the thought of what you were going to say, but you did your best to kept yourself at bay. “For months the both of you have been brushing me off! I’m always last for you two! You never pay attention to me cuz you were both too busy getting drunk or high, o-or when you were both lying to Aiko and Mei-hui! There was never any time for me, not even when I need you guys!”

“What are you talking about?” Suga snapped. “We have been by your side since the beginning! We have always been looking out for you!”

“But what about now?!?” your voice cracked a bit. “I need you guys now too!”

They both stayed quiet for a moment. “But we have been trying to talk to you! You were the one that was pushing us away!” Suga retorted.

“You only came to me when you were done with everything else. I was never a priority! It took you guys a few days to even realize that I wasn’t talking to either of you! Did you guys know what happened back in Beijing? Namjoon got after me and almost gave me a concussion cuz it looked like I was having “too much fun” on Jungkook’s birthday outing! Afterwards, I was scared and crying so Jungkook went to get one of you guys, but neither of you weren’t able to talk let alone be there for me!”

Both of them stayed quiet.

“Yoongi!” you finally used Suga’s real name. “Remember that little deal you made with Hiro? Big surprise, it didn’t work!” you whimpered. “Back in Os- in… in Osaka, Jimin and I were locked in the room with him! It was between me and Jimin and he came after me first!  H-h-he told me he didn’t care about the stupid money! He was going to take me if he wanted to! If-If it wasn’t for Ji-Jimin, who knows what he would have done to me!”

With tears in his eyes, Jhope asked, “Why didn’t you ever tell us? You still could have come talk to us about it…”

“Don’t say we weren’t there for you y/n! How could we have known any of this if you never said anything?!?” Suga said.

“You could have come to my room and come talk to me like before! You guys never came anymore and when I’d talk to you guys you were always on your fucking phones! It was always Mei-hui this and Aiko that! Both of you doing just as that monster told you, but what about me?!?”

“We had to!” Suga raised his voice a bit. “All this Aiko and Mei-hui stuff was for Namjoon, yeah, but it was also a way to protect you!”

“No!” you yelled. “No, no, no!” you were losing control of your voice again. “Don’t give me that bullshit! I was supposed to be the mule! Me! It was never supposed to be anyone else, but you went and opened your fucking mouth and made him change his mind! Plus, the whole reason I was supposed to be the mule in the first place is so that Hoseok can keep his fucking pills! Everything revolves around those damn fucking pills and I’m sick of it!”

Jhope lowered his head, but Suga kept at it. “I wasn’t gonna put you through having to be the mule for the whole tour! I wasn’t gonna risk anything happening to you or you getting hurt from it!” He insisted as he took a step towards you.

“So it was better to get six other girls instead?!?” you fought back.

“We care about you y/n! I care about you! At the end of the day, they were random girls, what mattered to me was that you were okay and that Namjoon got what he wanted so he wouldn’t use you against us!”

Suga’s words disgusted you. “Fuck you!” you shouted. “Don’t you hear the sick shit that’s coming out of your mouth?!?”. Your eyes shot between the two of them. Jhope had stray tears rolling down his face, while Suga fought to keep his composure. “Both of you make me sick!” you spat. “Back before the tour there was a time that I really needed you guys.” you paused to clear your throat. “I was really lonely and I felt abandoned cuz it was months s-since you guys had even snuck into my room to talk to me…” your voice began to falter, but you tried hard to keep speaking. “This was before anything had happened with Hiro and I just needed a friend. I wasn’t close to Tae or Jungkook or Jimin yet, so I looked for you guys.” you let out an ironic chuckle just thinking back to that day. You felt so stupid that at one point you felt Suga or Jhope could be there for you. “I wanted someone to vent to so I went to Hoseok’s room, but as usual, he was as high as a fucking kite!” you glared had shift from Jhope to Suga. “So I went to your room Yoongi. And no surprise, you were as wasted as can be! Stupid me stayed in your room though. I was that desperate to talk to one of my “friends”.” You studied their faces and they both looked so lost, as if you were speaking a different language. “And you wanna know what happened? You fucking kissed me because you thought I was Aiko!

“Huh? I don’t remember that!” Suga said quietly to himself, a perplexed look stayed on his face as you continued to yell at them.

“You should have heard the things you were saying that night! I know you cared about her so don’t fucking tell me she was just “some random girl” or that you were just “following orders”. I started off as just some random girl! What makes me any different from the rest of them?!? Mei-hui, Aiko, Eunhee, Lailani, Chuntao and whoever the next girl is, they were all girls that trusted you guys and were manipulated!… I’ve been stuck with you guys for what feels like years now and I’ve seen all side of you guys and accepted it all… but this, this is something else entirely! My life is not worth the lives of six others!” you cried. “I should be the one that’s dead, not the rest of those girls! It should be my body lost somewhere!” your sobs grew louder and you could feel yourself getting lost in what you were originally trying to say. “I should be dead! I should have died a long time ago! You should have let him kill me!” you screamed. “I fucking hate my fucking life! I wish I was fucking dead! If I knew this was gonna happen, I would have gladly let Namjoon kill me!”

Both boys were now overfilled with guilt and were in tears just as you were. Jhope came up to you and hugged you. He was too distraught and didn’t realize how loud he was when he said. “No y/n! Please don’t say that! Please!”

You tried to push him off because he was basically screaming in your ear.

Suga was about to walk up to you and do the same when Jungkook appeared. He pushed passed Suga and pulled Jhope off you. “Both of you leave her alone!” he ordered.

“You shut the fuck up!” Suga shouted at Jungkook. “I’m tired of your ass always getting in between us and y/n. Mind your own damn business!” Suga shouted, pulling Jungkook away from the three of you.

“It involves y/n, so it is my business!”

Suga could feel his emotions boiling. “Fuck you! You don’t mean anything to her!”

“I mean more to her than you do! You heard what she said, so both of you back off!” Jungkook said sternly, giving Suga’s shoulder a hard shove.

Suga clenched his jaw. “You’re one to talk! How many people are dead because of you, huh?” Suga got in his face and asked something he knew he would regret later, “Why don’t we ask Yoona?!?”

At just the sound of his ex’s name, a look of rage consumed Jungkook. “You fucking bastard!”. He pushed Suga hard to the wall. Jungkook charged at him, his fist drawn back to land a punch.

Suga ducked and Jungkook’s fist broke through the drywall. Suga tackled Jungkook at his core and pushed him all the way across the room and slamming him against the wall and causing a large portrait to be knocked down, shattering the glass table that was under it.

Jhope ran over to you and shielded you from the fight. “Guys! Stop!” he begged.

They didn’t listen and kept fighting. Jungkook shoved Suga off him and as Suga caught his balance, Jungkook landed a solid punch on his eye.

Suga stumbled and caught himself again, this time with the dresser and accidentally knocked the TV over in the process. Still seeing red, Jungkook attacked Suga with a series of punches, each one landed on Suga anywhere from the gut to the top of his head. Suga never had a chance to recover or fight back.

With all the fighting and the crying, no one noticed Rap monster step into the room until his voice boomed. “What the fucking is going on here?!?”

In that moment, Jungkook landed one last punch on Suga’s jaw and Suga fell to the floor unconscious.


Finals are coming up *screams into the abyss* so for any of you guys that also feel like they are drowning, I hope you don’t. *cries and crawls back to textbooks*

bullets part 4 (c.h.)

part one | part two | part three

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(warning: violence, guns)

he had been running after you, running, running, for what reason, you didn’t know. why you were running away, though, you had a pretty good idea. you had tripped, scolding yourself for being so stupid and following the actions of the movie characters in bad horror films. when a hand wrapped around your ankle and pulled you back, you had attempted to scream, but nothing came out. he grabbed your forearms, hoisting you up and holding you tightly in front of him. his eyes weren’t the normal deep brown you had grown somewhat familiar with, but a dark black took over the entirety of them. you had attempted to scream, but nothing came out. 

he let go of one of your arms to pull a pistol out and hold it up between the two of you, before saying in a sinister, taunting voice, “where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” 

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Jealousy (idk what to call this lol)

Request: Dang I’m late but can you do a cute Philip x Reader where he gets jealous? Thank youu

Warnings: none

Tags: non

Notes: man i suck at writing about people being jealous lmao but i got you my dude (psst- it’s a modern au too but like,,, it’s kinda obvious)

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Jealousy

A lot of things are associated with that word; the color yellow*, fofos*, heck; it’s even a deadly sin*. Overall, being jealous is not a good thing.

Hah

Wish you would tell that to Mr. Philip Hamilton over here, glaring at others that hung out with you or showed any kind of affection towards you. Of course, you noticed nothing at all; seeing all these acts of affection and love as acts of friendship and care. But of course, Philip could not see it as that at all.

It all started when Philip realized an important smidge of information about you: he had a crush on you.

A really bad one.

So it’s no wonder why every time he sees you with someone that wasn’t him, he gets this feeling of…hatred towards the person.

He never planned to be like this, but he was just a shy boy who wanted to ask you out.

Was that too much to ask?

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Philip was lying around in his room, playing some lame nerd game on his phone that some dude introduced to him a while ago. As he was playing, he dropped his phone on his face as he received a text from you. He shouted in surprise as the tiny box thing hit his face. He sat up and rubbed the spot where the device hit him before seeing what the text was about. He almost dropped his phone on the floor as he read what you sent him.

From: (Y/N)

hey yo dude- you wanna get some food later? all my friends are gone and i’m lonely :(

He audibly wheezed as he read over the message over and over again. You, the person he had a crush on, was asking him, some lame boy who didn’t know how to confess to you, to get food.

bEE P

Philip scrambled to his phone again to see what you sent this time.

From: (Y/N)

haha whoops forget to add this-

i was gonna go get food now

His eyes widened as he read the word “now”. He quickly texted you a “yes sure where should I pick you up?” and ran to look for something decent to wear and found nothing. He cursed the gods for preventing him from doing his best. He quickly went through his roommate’s things and put together something nice. He scribbled a apology for borrowing their clothes without notice and left it on the bed. He grabbed his phone, car keys, and wallet before rushing out the door and to your house.

When he arrived, he parked the car and got out. He was just a tad bit nervous, but he managed to get to your door just fine. He pulled out his phone and quickly texted you before knocking.

To: (Y/N)

Hey- i’m outside your door :)

He waited for a couple minutes before he heard the doorknob turn to be opened. He was greeted with you face; something he could never get out of his head. Your eyes brightened when you saw Philip at your door.

“Ah hey- welcome! But uh…” You furrowed your brows in confusion before looking back up at him. “What’re you doing here?” Philip was now confused.

“You said you wanted to get food-” You squinted in confusion before cursing under your breath.

“That must’ve been Theo- she took my phone earlier and-” Philip waved to shush you.

“No no it’s fine- still wanna get food?” He asked hesitantly, giving you a shy look like. You nodded and a wave of relief washed over him.

“Yeah sure- I’ll go change. Go ahead and come inside; make yourself comfortable.” he nodded before walking in and taking a seat on your couch. You quickly ran upstairs to change. During this time, Philip looked around at the living room and found a couple of pictures of you and others. Seeing those pictures made that feeling of jealousy rise up again, but he kept it on the down low. He heard footsteps coming down the stairs and quickly turned to face you, a smile gracing his features when he saw you. He got up and walked out the house with you to his car.

Soon enough, the two of you went out to get some food and now you were walking back to his car; hands entwined. He didn’t mean for it to happen- it just did. He had his head turned away so you couldn’t see the red on his face from him being flustered. You just grinned happily, not minding the hand holding. Soon enough, you spotted a classmate of yours and you waved him over. Philip blinked before turning to face you again and was met with another person. Philip’s smile turned into a scowl as he realized who this person was. It was George Eacker.

“Hamilton.” George hissed out. Philip sighed.

“Eacker.” You blinked.

“You two know each other?” Philip and George nodded, the hatred for each other not leaving their eyes.

“So what’re you doing here with my (Y/N)?” George angrily breathed out and Philip felt himself grow angry at hearing that my.

“Excuse me- she’s not yours.” George scoffed.

“She’s not yours either.”

“Uh hey guys-”

“Not now, (Y/N).” George dismissively said, pushing you back. That was crossing the line for Philip. Philip grabbed your hand yet again and stormed off but not before throwing some sick insults and profanities (he learned that from his dad :) ) at George.

Once Philip got far enough away from George, you crossed your arms at him. Philip still had a angry aura around him, but he pouted slightly when he saw that you had that look on you face.

“What was that?”

“What was what?”

“Don’t you ‘what was what’ me, mister.”

“It was nothing.” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“…he pushed you.” You sighed before rubbing your temples.

“He’s like that Philip.”

“But you didn’t deserve to be pushed!” You rolled your eyes.

“I’m fine Phi-” A thought crossed your mind. You stared him down. Philip looked away, coughing nervously.

“Were you jealous?” He coughed out a “wha- no-” and you moved closer to him and he began rambling.

“YesIwasjealousbutit’sonlybecauseIreallyreallyreallyreallylikeyouandandand-” You held up a hand for him to stop. You heard something in there that made everything click together.

“You like me.” Philip’s hand flew to cover his mouth.

“Did I really just say that-” His voice a bit muffled from behind his hand. You nodded. He paled and you laughed. Philip moved his hand away from his mouth and gave you a questioning look.

“So you like me-” You stated once again. He covered his face in embarrassment.

“Stop bringing that up-” You placed a hand on his shoulder and he peeked at you from behind his hands.

“That’s too bad-” you hummed, rocking back and forth on your heels. 

“Because I like you t-” You never finished that sentence as you were smothered in his arms in a bear hug.

“Phil-”

“OhmygodamIrelievedIthoughtyoulikedsomeotherguyandIwassoworriedand-”

“Philip.”

“Sobsobwillyoubemygirlfriendpleasebeforeanyonecantakeyou-”

“Philip. I need to breathe-” His eyes widened before letting you go so you could catch your breath.

“Yes I will be your girlfriend-” His eyes brightened. “On one condition.” He blinks confusedly an urges you to go on with his eyes.

“If you give me a kis-” And there he goes- he leaned down to kissed your lips mid sentence. Your eyes widened in surprise before pulling away. You cursed yourself internally; you asked for this. He smirked at you and you wheezed on the inside.

“Hey you look pretty hot in your frocks- how about we go back to my house and strip down to ou-”

“PHILIP HAMILTON.”

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*yellow is actually the color associated with jealousy, not green (idk i read it on Yahoo Answers lmao)

*fofo is a type of yellow flower that is also associated with jealousy (again, Yahoo Answers)

*Jealousy is a synonym for Envy, one of the 7 Deadly Sins. The other ones are: Pride, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Wrath, and Sloth.

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Wow hey I finally finished this
I had like…no idea what to write for this
This is harder than I thought like
How do people coughTayah+Finnycough write so much like jfc

nicchessa  asked:

I LOVE your new selfies omg you are so pretty <33 Also your hair colour is fabulous!

You’re always so sweet to me nicchessa 💕 Thank you! I’m happy some of you guys noticed the color change, I bleached it myself awhile ago and it turned out sorta decent!! I’m just going to leave another selfie in here oops

Shiro Please Stay Alive
Sunny
Shiro Please Stay Alive

[03/10/2016, 20:06:08] contradiction headquarters: …… stay alive
[03/10/2016, 20:06:09] contradiction headquarters: hamilton
[03/10/2016, 20:06:25] spread seperate©: geT THIS OUT OF MY FACE

/ this is all based around the voltron series 2 trailer that has destroyed us all, i had to take some liberties as obviously we don’t know what will happen yet but… i hope you suffer with me. also im still pretty sick so sorry you guys get my ill voice lmao 

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PJ Liguori Imagine - Magic Kingdom
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This was a fic I’ve been writing ever since I’ve gotten back from Disney World, enjoy!

-Alyssa

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It was your second night in Disney World, you decided to take a vacation by yourself. Being alone took the stress out of planning which rides you were going on, or what you were having or dinner. Being in Disney with no strict schedule was the breather you needed from your first year in college.

 

It was getting late, around 9:00 pm, Magic Kingdom was closing in two hours so you thought you’d ride your second favorite ride in the park a few times. Being an expert in Disney World, you knew there wouldn’t be a line during the fireworks, so the line was only a five minute wait.

You walked over to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, easily making your way through the entrance. Turning the corners of the line you made your way to the other people in line.

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10 Points to Hufflepuff

Summary: Dan is the typical cocky Slytherin while Phil is a shy Hufflepuff. Dan has had a thing for Phil since the third year when they worked on potions together. Not knowing how to show his affection towards him, he chose flirting in the most shameless way.

Words: 1341

Genre: Fluff, Crossover, AU, Jealous!Dan

Pairing: Phan

Warnings: Slight swearing

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“Lester, Lester, Lester.” I yelled too enthusiastically, as soon as I saw the hot nerd in glasses walk into the class. He huffed, rolled his eyes and sat next to me, turning his head the other way. I grinned seeing how he was trying to look annoyed but that blush covering his cheeks just proved me the opposite

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Without You (ch. 5)

|HI HI HIIIIII! I’m here with chappy 5!! I’m happy to say this series will be coming to its end in a couple of chapters! Not because it’ll be over, but because this story is actually going how I really want it to go, I’m really happy with it. I’ll be able to end it with satisfaction. I HOPE YOU GUYS WILL STAY FOR MORE SERIES TO COME I LOVE YOU HOPE YA LIKE THIS CHAPTER AND HAVE A LOVELY DAY YOU SWEETHEART|
•Chris Evans x Reader •
//soulmate au. you wake up on your eighteenth birthday having switched bodies with your soulmate.//
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You woke up the next morning to a disheveled Chris staring at you with a smiled gracing his lips. You smiled back at him, blushing, “G’Morning Meatball,” you said with a yawn.

   He chuckled and pulled you into a suffocating hug. “Good morning to you too, Sugar,” he said as he loosened his grip so he could look at you. It stayed like that for a while, you in his strong arms, safe, loved, under his gaze. After several blissful minutes he spoke up with a smile, “So you’ve met my first family, but now I want you to meet my second.”

   It didn’t take you long to understand what he meant. His second family. The gang. “Chris!” you gasped enthusiastically with a grin, him grinning at you just the same. That is until your smile morphed down into a grimace. “Chris,” you said sadly. “What if they don’t like me? This is a bad idea.”

   Chris gently flicked you on your forehead to stop you before you went any further. “Stop, (y/n). I know for a fact that they’ll love you. And even if they don’t, it won’t really matter, their opinion won’t change the fact that I love you,” he said seriously, his forehead against yours.

   “I’m sorry,” you apologized.

   “Hey, there’s nothing to apologize about. I understand you, (y/n),” he hushed you as you looked into his deep blues. “But do you understand me?” he questioned before bringing you into a kiss. The sparks still shot through you like electricity must surge through currents. It was amazing.

   “I think I do understand,” you smiled up at him after the kiss. “That you have morning breath and need to brush your teeth,” you nodded as you patted his chest and tried scoot away. But it was too late, Chris had already captured you.

   “Oh, yeah? And you don’t? My fucking ass, (y/n)!” he bellowed as you struggled out of his strong hold, giggling as he tickled you.

   “OKAY FINE WE BOTH HAVE IT NOW PLEASE STOP MY SIDES ARE NUMB!” you pleaded and he let you go with a chuckle.

   You gave him a quick kiss before speeding to the bathroom. “Hey! I thought you said I have morning breath? Hm?” he teased next to you in front of the bathroom’s sink.

   “Oh, you do, don’t get me wrong,” you said with a grin and he laughed. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t kiss you.”

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   After you two had gotten dressed, it was around 9 am and he called the gang to arrange a breakfast date to which they all joyfully agreed.

   You were both seated at the local diner for about 15 minutes before they all arrived together, ‘looking sick as fuck,’ you noted. Well, how couldn’t they, really?

   Chris stood up to greet them all when they arrived at your booth, and afterwards he took your hand and intertwined your fingers, facing his beloved friend group with a wide grin. “This is (y/n), my soulmate,” he told them with excitement that made him sound and look like a child who just opened his birthday presents.

   Jeremy was the first to break the ice, “I fucking told you guys she’d be hot!” he exclaimed as he nodded at Chris. Scarlett smacked him upside the head yet again, and gave him a ‘wtf is up with you, man?’ look as he winced in pain. “Do you ever learn?” she scolded him.

   Everyone laughed at the exchange and the mood was set.

   They all introduced themselves one by one, though they knew you already know who they are. Which is a wonderful thing, because it showed you they wanted you to meet and get to know them as people, not as famous Hollywood actors.

   You all ordered food and the waitress repeated it all to make sure she got them right, and the last orders she mentioned were Hemsworth’s and Evans’. “-with 4 slices of ham for Hemsworth. And some scrambled eggs with toast for Evans,” she said, and the two Chris(es) nodded in confirmation for everyone at your table. You took a sip from your water to cover up your snort, but it just got funnier as the waitress walked away. You couldn’t contain your laughter and everyone turned to you confused.

   “S-Sorry, I just- oh my God- it’s just-,” you covered your mouth with your hands to supress your laughter before you whispered, “Chris Hamsworth and  Chris Eggans.”

   “Oh my fucking God,” Scarlett whispered after a few seconds, and everyone at the table was enveloped in side cramps, wheezing, and slaps on the arms as you all laughed.

   “She’s-She’s definitely a keeper, Evans,” Anthony said clutching his stomach and tear. “If you won’t keep her, we will.”

   From there on out, everything went smoothly, all your worries were long forgotten. They treated you so much like a friend that you would completely forget they were even famous until yet another person would recognize them and ask for pictures.

   After your very long breakfast you all walked for a while trying to figure out what next to do.

   “Come on you guys, we need something cool to do so (y/n) will continue to think we’re cool,” Chris Pratt joked as he smacked Sebastian’s arm.

   “Why don’t you just ask her yourself?” Sebastian hissed as he rubbed his arm, and suddenly these idiots were looking at you with wide, expectant eyes.

   “I don’t- I dunno- I’m never good at these kinds of decisions- Whatever is fine with me really, I just-,” you stuttered under pressure. As you looked up at Chris he smiled and squeezed your hand reassuringly, and you calmed down just like that. “I mean- well, maybe we can go to the little amusement park with indoor and outdoor games? It’s just a few blocks from here actually,” you suggested unsure.

   “That sounds awesome! I can’t wait to beat all your asses, with just (y/n)and Liz on my team,” Scarlett said excitedly as she wrapped an arm around Liz’s and your shoulder.

   “Is that a challenge?” Anthony questioned both of you.

   “Fuck yeah it is,” you said with a raised eyebrow as Chris chuckled next to you willing you to face him with a grin.

   “Feisty,” he smiled as you flicked his nose, laughing and gave you a kiss.

   “Ehem, excuse me loverboy but there is a strict policy of no sleeping with the enemy,” Robert tsked and dragged Chris to their side as Chris reached his hand out for you with his hand on his heart shouting, “I’LL COME BACK FOR YOU MY LOVE!”

   Everyone chuckled at the sight and Chris Pratt said, “Well, then let’s fucking do this, 10 against 3. You guys are in so much shit.”

   A race to the arcade, a bumper cars match, a mini golf game, and a challenge of “Ride the teacups as many of times possible, first team to puke loses” later and the girls are reigning. Having mercy on the boys and your growling stomach, you suggested to go and eat, “It must make you all hungry, losing and all,” Scarlett, Liz, and you laughed maniacally as the boys grumbled.

   Competition quietly faded away as you all enjoyed each other’s company in the food court part of the arcade, where they discovered that you could finish a large pizza on your own so you had to order another.

   “Chris, your soulmate is hella appetizing but even more so appetized,” Jeremy said with raised eyebrows. How he didn’t expect Scarlett and Chris’ hands impacting his hard head to come after that, no one knew.

   After everyone was done eating you all headed for the most awaited game. Laser Tag.

   “Alright you guys, how about we team in pairs for this?” you raised your eyebrow challengingly as you wrapped an arm around Chris’ waist. “I’ll take this guy on my team,” you bumped your hip to his as you grinned at each other.

   “First team down treats our next outing,” Liz proposed and everyone agreed giddily.

   Team Seb/Anthony were the first ones out due to technical difficulties (aka. they discovered the target points on your vests are musical, couldn’t stop laughing, and just kept shooting at each other). Team Chris/(y/n) and Team Mark/Scarlett are the last ones standing. 4 minutes into the last match and you made a joke about the voice over soldier that plays periodically, “I feel like if I hear that voice over one more time, men with raspy voices will permanently be a trigger warning for me,” and Chris excitedly joked back, “I know right?? I feel so violated when he calls me ‘Soldier’.” Long story short you both lost to Team Mark/Scarlett because you both couldn’t stop laughing so loudly at your own jokes, and all they had to do was follow the loud laughs, wheezes, snorts, and inappropriate jokes to your location.

   After Laser Tag it was already around 9pm so everyone decided that was enough for today, and Chris said you both had somewhere to go.

   “It was so great hanging out with you two lovebirds,” Tom grinned at the both of you bidding his farewell with a hug.

   “It was even greater on my part,” you smiled hugging them all.

   “Until next time, losers!,” Scarlett yelled after you two. You both held up your middle fingers instinctively as you walked away, leaving them all in laughter.

   “So,” you started, looking up at him with your arms wrapped around his waist, and his around yours. “Where’re we headin’ Cap?”

   “You’ll see,” he grinned simply, kissing you. “You’ll love it.”

   And love it you did. After he went into a convenience to pick up some things, and you both walked back to the diner’s parking lot to get his car, he drove you to a quaint park with a huge open grass area. “We’re here to sky-gaze?” you said excitedly. “Yup,” he kissed you, just as excited as you are.

   After setting up the tent he bought, you both laid under the stars in each other’s arms. “Damn this is cheesy, but I love cheese anyway so,” you joked, feeling him chuckle warmly next to you.

   “Oh yeah! Shit, I haven’t gotten you a birthday gift yet,” he said getting up in a random panic.

   “Chris,” you laughed as you ran your hand through his soft hair. “You not bailing on me is enough, more than enough even,” you kissed him.

   “Thank you for finally coming,” he whispered as you stared at each other, the moonlight being your only illumination.

   “I love you, (y/n),” he whispered as wringing his fingers through your hair, bringing you into the best kiss you’ve ever experienced. You swore there could be a war going on, and you wouldn’t have paid it any care, because right there, and right then, he was everything. He was the only thing you were aware of. Your brain couldn’t think of anything else other than him and ‘Thank God for this.’ You were both physically unable to think anything else. However, you were both physically unable to go another second without breathing, so you broke apart panting.

   “I love you too, Chris,” you smiled after catching your breath, cupping his now rosy face with your hands. “I love you,” you said as you both leaned into another kiss, smiling.

   It may have been merely two days since you met, but it really didn’t feel so as you fell asleep in his near furnace temperature embrace with a smile on each your faces once again.

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I was almost skipping as I headed to the boys dorm. Their schedules were finally free since their promotions had ended, and we could get back some normalcy. At least for a little while. I could hear the laughter as soon as I approached the door, and with a smile on my face, I rang the doorbell. 

The door was immediately jerked open, “__-ah!” Jaehwan answered the door flinging me into a bear hug, “Ya! __-ah’s here!”
“Noona!” I heard a yell from my right and was once again being squeezed so hard I thought my lungs would collapse.
I let out a breathy laugh, “I missed you all, too.” Looking away from Hyuk, who was still clinging to me, I saw Taekwoon standing behind them all. Silently grasping what was happening around him as he always did.
“Hi, Taekwoonah,” I greeted him, letting him know that I missed him as well. I was replied with a smile. Taekwoon’s smile that always made the butterflies in my stomach whirl.
Still smiling at me, he patted my head and sat down on the armchair that was in the corner.
“__-ah! Are you hungry?” I heard Hakyeon ask from the kitchen.
“Uhm,” I wasn’t able to react, still staring at the silent man in the corner, “Uh, yeah, yeah I am.” Finally turning my gaze, I went to see what food Hakyeon had to offer.

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Why (part two)

Here’s the second part of ‘Why’! I just gotta say, thank you from the bottom of my heart for 3k followers it means so much to me how many of you guys support me. This chapter is dedicated to all my internet friends who I really don’t know what I’d do without them. Thank you guys for always being there for me and I love you all.

Setting: Long-Distance AU

Pairings: NaLu, Gruvia, Gajevy, Jerza and all the BROTPS in between.

Read part one here

Summary: Everything was so surreal now for Lucy. She overcame hardships and met her best friend, Natsu. After a year in college, Lucy decides it’s time to meet the rest of the gang, because after all, internet friends are just as great as real friends.

Italic: Skype Messages

Bold: Text Messages

Lucy: Hey everyone!!

Natsu: Hey Luce

Levy: Hi Lu-chan!!

Lucy stared longingly at her computer, a sigh coming out of her pink lips. The first year of college had been a success, for both Natsu and herself. Lucy smiled at the thought of the past year, her and Natsu had practically been inseparable. Even with all the acquaintances they made, they still managed to include each other in their lives everyday. For the holidays, Natsu traveled back to his hometown while Lucy made the two hour trip back to her estate. Even with all the crazy schedules, they still managed to get a lot of alone time together. The corner of Lucy’s lips turned upward in a smile.

There was nothing she’d rather do than to be with Natsu.

Gray: Oi Flame Breath! How’s it feel to be away from Lucy?

Natsu: It sucks. I miss holding her already :(

Gray: Gross! Keep it PG in here since your sisters in here!!

Natsu: Whoops, sorry Wendy!

Wendy: It’s okay.

Natsu: Well, its not like I’m gonna be here for long anyways. Luce, Jude and I are going to look at apartments for me and Luce.

Levy: You two are moving in together?!?!?!!

Lucy groaned, sliding a hand down her face.

Juvia: Gray-sama! Lets move in together!!

Gray: No! … Not yet anyways.

Lucy: Natsu! It was suppose to be a surprise!

Natsu: Sorry Lucy! I’m just excited about it’s all.

Lucy’s slight anger dissipated quickly after what Natsu had said. Man, did she love this idiot.

Erza: I believe there are more serious matters to be discussed.

Levy: What can be more important than Natsu and Lu-chan moving in together?!?

Erza: Have you all forgotten about our plans to meet up in a few weeks?

Lucy: How could we forget?

Lucy became more excited with each passing day. She was finally going to meet the people who she’d considered her best friends for four years. Lucy heard her phone vibrate on the desk next to her.

Gajeel: Can we do a call or somethin’ to talk bout it? All this damn beepin’ is making my brain hurt.

Natsu: What brain?

Gajeel: Fuck off Salamander, you’re just jealous that my brain is bigger than yours.

Lucy: Language! Wendy’s in here!

Gajeel: Hmmph.

Erza: All of you need to shut your damn mouths, but I do agree talking in a call will be easier.

Natsu: Okay I’ll start it!

Not a second later, the pop-up for the Skype call popped up. She reached for her headphones, plugging them into her laptop before pressing answer.

“Hello?”

“Hey Luce!” She heard Natsu greet, a smile was instantly on her lips.

“Hello Natsu.”

“Please keep it PG.” Gray’s voice said as he answered the call.

“Oh shut up Popsicle. You’re just jealous.”

“Jealous of what? I got Juvia.”

“Ahh Gray-sama!”

“Smooth move exhibitionist.” Natsu snickered.

“Shit…”

“Gray, Natsu. Shut. Up.”

Natsu and Gray shivered in fear as they heard Erza’s commanding voice over their speakers. “Y-Yes ma’am…”

“Hi everyone!” Levy’s sweet voice chirped in.

“Hey Levy-chan!” Lucy greeted. “Now who are we waiting on?”

“Well, Igneel wants me to meet you all first before I bring Wendy along. So, just lug-nut.”

“Who you callin’ lug-nut?”

“Whoop there he is.” Gray announced making everyone laugh in the chat.

“Hey Erza,” Levy questioned. “Where’s Jellal at?”

“His family is in town, so hes spending the day with them. I’ll inform him later.”

The chat fell into pointless chatter and Lucy just decided to listen to it rather than talk. The vibrating of her cell phone brought her out of her thoughts.

Jude: Lucy, the business meeting I’m attending is running a bit late. I thought I would just let you know. Love, Dad.

“What was that? Sounded like a buzzing sound.” Natsu questioned.

Lucy smiled at her dad’s text message before talking in the chat. “Oh sorry that was me, my dad told me his meeting was running late tonight.”

“Aww, so you’re going to be alone? Wish I could be there to keep you company.” Lucy smiled at Natsu’s sincerity.

“You’ll be here soon enough.”

“Your guys lovey-dovey shit is making me sick.” Gajeel’s gruff voice sounded out while Gray was making vomiting noises.

“You dicks are just jealous.” Natsu muttered out, his face reddening the sweetness he tried to hide from his friends. Out of respect for his girlfriend being a closet romantic, he only showed his affection for Lucy privately. He guessed after a year of not having to hide those said affections it just kind of slipped out.

“We got girls too Salamander.”

“Yeah, but you haven’t even met Levy yet.”

“Yet.” Gajeel said sharply. “Say that to my face in a few weeks.”

“All you will have is a few weeks to live if you don’t stop your fighting.” Erza said in a dominating voice that shut up the three bickering boys. “Anyway, I was just confirming the plans. We are meeting in Crocus correct?”

“Yup!” Levy said excitedly. “And since Natsu and Gajeel have motion sickness, the amusement part is out. But, it’s Crocus! Theres so much to do in that town.”

“Right. I did the liberty of reserving the hotel rooms for the week. Girls shall stay with girls while boys stay with boys.”

“WHAT!” Natsu, Gray and Gajeel screamed in unison.

“Do you WANT us to kill each other Erza?!?” Natsu shouted.

“I agree with Natsu for once. Did you even consider the possibilities of what could happen?!”

“You really are the redhead she-devil.” Gajeel stated more calmly than Natsu or Gray. Erza felt her temper flare.

“Thats ENOUGH!” She roared, earning squeals of fear from the three males. “Our hotel rooms are right next to each other, and if anything does go wrong… you won’t be the ones killing each other.”

The three males audibly gulped, making their three girlfriends sweat drop at them.

“You three are something else.” Levy mumbled. “But yeah Erza, sounds like a plan to me! We just need to research some things to do so were not all cooped up together.”

“Agreed. The Grand Magic Show is in town, would any of you be interested in seeing that?” Erza asked.

“The circus is in town?! I’m so in! I love the fire act.” Natsu commented with enthusiasm. He wished he was able to do things with fire like actors did.

“Of course you would you pyro.” Gray sighed out. “But sure, it’ll give us something to do.”

After everyone else in the group agreed, they started to discuss other ideas of what to do. The girls suggested going shopping while the boys suggested going to watch sports. After a few hours of discussion, the group had their plans in place.

“Excellent.” Erza stated in satisfaction. “So, circus, sports, shopping, sightseeing, the beach and going to see a concert. I will go tell Jellal, I shall talk you all later.”

“Yeah, its late here. Goodnight everyone!” Levy hung up the phone. Soon followed Gajeel and Juvia until there was only Natsu, Lucy and Gray left.

“I’m out too, I don’t wanna hear you guys be all lovey dovey.” He instantly clicked the hang up button leaving the couple by themselves.

“Well then.” Natsu said after Gray left. “Guess its just us.”

“Yep.” Lucy replied awkwardly. “Can you believe it though? First it was us, now everyones meeting.”

“I know, it's… great.” Hearing Natsu’s voice swell with emotion brought a smile to Lucy’s face. She knew Natsu would never admit it to anyone but herself, but Natsu was thankful for their small group. After Zeref’s death, they were there to help him cope with the incident after the period where he isolated himself. He owed his life to their friends, as she did hers.

“It’ll be nice to actually have friends for a change.”

“What about everyone we met at college?” Lucy rolled her eyes.

“You know what I mean… having true friends.”

Hearing Natsu chuckle relaxed Lucy’s nerves a bit. “I gotcha Luce. Yeah, I wish all my friends were like internet friends. They’re the best.”

Lucy smiled. “Yeah, people over the internet sure are the best.”

~~~

“Attention passengers this is your captain speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts as we’re about to land.” The planes captain announced over the intercom. Lucy buckled her seatbelt just like she was told. Her heartbeat was rapid. In just a few minutes she was going to meet all her friends for the first time. That, and she got to see Natsu again. Her smile turned giddy at the thought.

She felt the wheels hit the runway, signaling that the plane had landed. After the pilot said that they may exit the plane, Lucy stood up and grabbed her luggage for the week.She knew she was the last one of eight to arrive since her plane was delayed due to weather. Baggage gripped tightly in her hand, she started to walk off the plane.

Once off, she looked around to spot any sign of pink, blue, red or black hair. She didn’t see any, but heard a disturbance.

“Where’s Luce at!” Natsu whined out to the group.

“She’ll be here soon Flame Brain, stop your whining.”

“What’d you say to me?!”

“You heard me!” Natsu and Gray butted heads. But soon they were torn apart by Erza’s strong grip.

“Behave yourselves or I will make you cry like children.”

“Yes ma’am…”

“You guys are already fighting?” Lucy spoke up in an amused tone. They all turned to look at the blonde who just made her presence known.

“Luce!”

“L-Lu-chan!” Levy stuttered tears streaming down her cheeks. Lucy felt tears burn her eyes as well.

“Levy-chan!” Lucy shouted back before embracing the petite woman. “I can’t believe I’m finally meeting you.”

“Me neither.” The bluenette sniffed pulling away from the embrace. “You brought your books right? We’re gonna have a book night for sure!”

“Boring.” Gajeel groaned out to the two bookworms. Levy walked back over to her boyfriend.

“Oh hush, you’re just mad I’m going to spend a day just reading with my best friend.” Gajeel rolled his eyes, throwing a shoulder round his short girlfriend.

“Perhaps.”

Lucy looked at all her friends, disbelief rushing through her veins. She watched as Gajeel pulled Levy closer so she was flush by his side. Juvia clung onto Gray’s arm like a second skin, but the ink-haired boy didn’t seem to mind that much. Also, he watched as Jellal and Erza had their fingers intertwined together. They were all smiling at her, the overwhelming feeling of contentment rushed over Lucy. She watched as her own boyfriend walked up to her, stretching out his hand to her.

“Come on Lucy, a new adventure awaits.” He said with his infamous grin. Lucy’s lips stretched so wide, her cheeks started to her. Everything was so perfect in her life at this very moment. Her family life, her friends, her boyfriend… everything. The emotion she felt was so strong, tears of joy began to slide down her pale cheeks.

“Okay.”

She took Natsu’s hand as he began to lead the girl away, onto a new life and adventure with her best friends she had met over the internet.

Lanyard Dreams pt 2

Part 1

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Your eyes are met by 4 boys who were were shirtless and only wearing black skinny jeans. This was the first time you had seen Luke shirtless. He never posted pictures shirtless and if he was caught shirtless something would be obscuring the view. But this time nothing was messing up your view. Luke’s physique looked a lot like his brother Jack’s. His build was huge and thick almost like a lumber jack. He was absolutely beautiful. Calum’s body was very slender and toned like a soccer player. Ashton was shirtless all the time in pictures but in person he was even more amazing. The light was hitting them all perfectly. They were all perfect.

“Oh shit!” Luke says while grabbing his tshirt and Ashton and Calum did the same

“Hey guys! I’m Ashton”

“I’m Luke”

“Hey I’m Calum”

“I’m Michael”

They all said while opening their arms to a wide embrace. They were all so welcoming. You felt like you had known them for quite some while. You followed them on social media and knew their every move but it already felt like you had a deeper connection with them especially Luke. You and your friend stood there rigidly at first but after their warm hugs felt more comfortable. While the boys were getting situated and putting on the rest of their clothes you turn to your friend and whispered,

“Dude they look so fucking hot my ovaries just exploded”

“Fucking same. Luke’s body though” Your friend says while giving a thumbs up

The boys turn to both of you and tell you to take a seat on the couch. You and your friend plop down in the middle of the couch and then Luke and Calum rush to each of your sides before Michael and Ashton got the chance. Thinking that was quite strange at first but not complaining you just go with it nudging your friend on the knee and she does it right back. You both know what each other is thinking. You both are sat between your faves and you can’t believe it. How could this be happening?

“So are you guys excited for the show tonight?” Luke says with a questioning expression.

“We’re super excited! I can’t believe it’s finally happening!” You said with extreme enthusiasm. You felt almost lame at how excited you sounded. But Luke dug it or at least you hoped. He gave you a genuine smile that went from ear to ear stretching his perfectly pink lips. He then bites his lip ring subconsciously. You feel your face rush with blood and begin to turn red. You loved when he did that in interviews and on stage. You grab your knee hoping to transfer your energy and blushing face to your hands and onto your knee. Luke takes notice and gives you a little grin. You melt inside and feel like someone just lit a flame on your ass.

You turn to your right and see your friend talking to just Calum and not even paying attention to what you answered to Luke’s question. Their eyes locked onto one another like they were the only one’s in the room. Your friend is laughing so hard at whatever Calum is saying and she grabs his biceps every time she laughs. She knows what she’s doing.

“Hey me and Michael are going to just head to catering now because we’re absolutely starving just meet you guys there.” Ashton says while walking out of the door giving Luke and Calum a look and Michael following.

“Alright we’ll be there in a bit!” Luke says while still facing you.

After Ashton and Michael walk out of the room Luke and Calum both get up from beside you and your friend and sit in the two chairs in front of the couch.

“So….you guys are probably really fucking confused as to why you’re here right now” Calum says while side eyeing Luke.

Holy fuck this is it. You are afraid as to what Luke and Calum are going to say but you take a deep breath in.

“Yea well to be totally upfront with you two me and Calum just think you guys are absolutely beautiful”

What the actual fuck. Did you just hear Luke correctly? This is something you forced yourself to dream of at night before you went to bed. You couldn’t believe what Luke just said. You feel all your emotions rush to the front of your brain. You feel happy and excited but also like you want to cry a million oceans. Your face is extremely hot and you feel like the earth beneath has turned into the fiery pits of hell while the heavens above you begin to open. Luke Hemmings and Calum Hood think you and your friend are beautiful. Not hot but absolutely beautiful. To hear the word beautiful roll so effortlessly off of Luke’s tongue had to be the most attractive thing you’ve ever seen or heard.

“Wait what?” You said without thinking almost like word vomit.

“Hold up” You friend chimes in right after you.

“I know that seems so forward and random but we felt like we had to at least try to get to know you guys when we saw you two at the fence.” Luke says.

“Don’t think we’re just trying to get in your pants and we honestly never do this type of thing at our shows or better yet at all.” Calum says so surely.

“I mean there’s nothing wrong with this. We absolutely adore you guys.” Your friend says while smiling.

Calum and Luke’s face flush a perfect pink like they were flattered by what she had said.

“Your shirt is sick by the way,” Calum says while pointing to your friend’s Sublime shirt “I have one just like it. It’s one of my favorites.” You both already knew that. You knew so much about their lives already but they knew nothing but your name. There was this weird tension between all of you. It was like you all had to urge to get to know one another so quickly because you knew after the show you probably would never see them again and go back to only admiring them through the computer screen.

After a couple of minutes chatting about random things and trying to get as much time getting to know them on a personal level Dave walks in.

“Hey guys, catering is ready for you and I can take you ladies back out to the front.”

“Uhm wait,” Luke says hesitantly “are you two hungry?”

“Yea kinda actually” You say with no hesitation

“Well did you want to come with us to catering? The food is actually fucking good. That would be alright right Dave?” Calum inquires. Dave nods with a smile.

You all four get up and begin to walk down the hallway where you entered earlier. Luke puts his hand on your back to guide you and Calum does the same to your friend. It almost sends a shock through your whole body. His touch was so gentle yet firm and his hand took up almost half of your back. You make it to catering. There is an array of different pans with different types of food from spaghetti and pizza to Chinese take out style food. The room is filled with the crew.

“Choose whatever you guys like! Don’t be shy” Luke says.

Luke falls in line first basically getting a little bit of everything on his plate, which ends up over flowing. Calum does the same. You and your friend choose to just eat some pepperoni pizza.

“I like them already” Michael utters while looking at Luke and Calum thinking that you and your friend didn’t hear but you guys did.

You are all sat at a round table. Watching the boys scarf down their food while drinking a beer everything feels so surreal.

Eating fast without thinking you and your friend eat 3 slices of pizza each. You hadn’t eaten all day.

“Holy shit that was so fat of me” You say in a serious tone.

The boys all laugh.

“No you’re just like us don’t worry.” Luke says making you feel a little less fat.

While reaching over the table to grab a napkin Calum tips over your friends coke onto her lap and all over her shirt.

“FUCK!” Calum exclaims loudly. He quickly grabs a handful of napkins and begins to wipe your friend down. She looks concerned at first but then looks up at you and gives you that look of “holy shit calum hood is touching me” look.

“I’m so sorry! You’re completely soaked” Calum says looking puzzled and concerned as to what to do next.

“No you’re totally fine I’m sure it’ll dry right when I step outside because it’s so hot.” Your friend says while giving Calum a reassuring smile.

“No no I’ll lend you my Sublime vest. It’s dry. Hey Kylie can you go grab it for me I think I left it on top of my duffle.”

“Yea sure. You can just follow me and you can change in there.” Kylie says to your friend. They both walk out. You’re left alone at the table with just the boys.

“Damn. I feel so bad for ruining her outfit.” Calum says while looking down at the mess he just caused.

“No I’m sure she doesn’t mind!” You say knowing that your friend is absolutely shitting her pants at the fact that she gets to wear Calum Hood’s Sublime vest.

After 10 minutes your friend enters wearing Calum’s ripped up vest and she looks at you with wide eyes.

“Thanks again Cal you really didn’t have to!”

“Well this is just an excuse for us to hang out again.” Calum says while grinning. He had this weird sparkle in his eyes when he looked at her. It was so natural. Their conversations were so organic and like they’ve known each other forever.

“Alright guys let’s get going!” Dave demands. “I’ll walk you ladies to the front now. Did you want to stand in front of the barricades so you don’t get crushed like all the others?”

You both nod with a sigh of relief at the fact that you won’t be crammed like sardines in the pit with all the other screaming fans. You hug each of the boys wishing them luck.

“See you two out there. You better be jamming out or I’ll be mad.” Luke says teasingly.

As you walk out the catering room with Dave you turn to your friend.

“Did that just happen like what the actual”

“I can’t even think right now.”

You both try to hold in your screams. Dave guides you into the venue and places you in front of the barricade alerting the security guards that it’s okay for you to be there. As he waves good bye to you both you let out a shriek and your friend does the same. You both fall to the ground in a long embrace. Tears flow down your faces.

“Dude I think Luke and Calum dig us like dig us dig us”

“I know! This is fucking insane!!!!!”

“You’re wearing Calum Hood’s fucking shirt.”

“It smells amazing this is exactly how I pictured it to be.” Your friend says while feeling the fabric between her fingers and running her hand overs the rips and tears.

Before you know it the whole venue is packed full of screaming girls. As the pit begins to fill up to the brim you begin to get weird looks from girls. You hear a girl behind you snicker “What the fuck are they doing there? Who are they?” You see a flash in your face. A girl took a picture of you two. Before you know it another handful of girls took a picture.

“I think people are taking pictures of us…” You say concerned.

“Wait. Check twitter.”

You click on your twitter app and type in “tampa rowyso girls” and your page loads and you are then bombarded by loads of tweets with pictures of you and your friend attached. The captions read, “these girls are at tampa rowyso. Who are they?” “girls in front of barricade at tampa rowyso” “girl in Calum’s sublime tshirt at tampa rowyso”

Holy shit.

Ok, you all probably know by now that I like dressing up, and recently I got to dress up to my heart’s content and I loved it. The best part is that I didn’t buy any of these three dresses. The first one is a hand-me-down; the second is vintage and it was tailor-made for one of my aunts, but fits me perfectly; and the third was bought for me by a friend. I tried to look as ultra Chinese as I could and I think I succeeded :D Gotta embrace your ancestry and all that, right? I would have done my hair in buns if I had sufficient skill, but I can only do braids.