#PLEASE HELP FIX BOB’s IM LAZY

[orenjis-205]

What if bob made everyone friendship bracelets with his infinite free time

Like imagine at first everyone wearing it just to please bob, but then they get attached to it and panic when it snaps or a bead falls off

And also a doodle dump

if anyone has a cooler bracelet design or any other idea pls tag me i wanna see

@abartistbanana look look

[dindjarinbae]

The Scariest Thing (Din Djarin x reader)

MANDALORIAN SEASON 2 SPOILERS AHEAD!

alright so, this was supposed to be finished like 2 weeks ago but i got busy, lazy, and distracted, so im sorry for being late to the party. anyways, this is just a little drabble and i actually kinda like it. i have something else im gonna post tomorrow but until then, here’s this!

WC:  2738

WARNINGS: none, spiders, some language.

Your eye could’ve started twitching. You could’ve smacked the giant tin can of a Mandalorian right on the back of his helmeted head as the Razor Crest settled into the ice caves deep below the surface of the planet of Maldo Kreis. You stared at the back of his head until you were sure holes would melt through the Beskar, but they never came. Mr. Hero Complex himself stood up from his chair and assured the sweet little frog lady that he’d go find her eggs down in the hull, so down the ladder he went and you followed on his heels. You grabbed his shoulder once you were both on solid ground and spun him around to look at you. “Are you crazy Din Djarin?” You asked incredulously, a sharp shiver shooting up your spine from the new, bitter cold air that filtered into the ruined hull.

“What?” He asked gruffly, but he didn’t make any move to remove your hand from his shoulder as he stared down at you. You shook your head and you motioned around with your hand, “Din, you could’ve just told the stupid x-wings the truth! Or something! Now we’re stuck, and we’re gonna freeze and there’s no one around for... I don’t know how far! And the baby, and the eggs and the-“ you were cut off by his gloved finger settling over your lips. He wrapped an arm around your waist and sighed softly. “Please don’t worry. I’ll fix this, okay? Just help me find the eggs and the kid, and I can get to work trying to fix the ship.” Famous last words, because hours later, you sat behind him in the snow, passing him tools while he fixed the outside of the ship when the baby came around the corner to babble in that adorably ridiculous little voice of his. Din looked up from his work and you had to turn your attention that way as well as he spoke, “How ‘bout you come over here, give me a hand? Make yourself useful,” he said to the child who had a strange sense of urgency to his chattering. “I think he’s trying to tell you something,” you hummed and placed your chin against his shoulder while you looked over at the panel he was fixing, and the kid grunted frustratedly before waddling off. Your Mandalorian was not having this and sighed, “Hey, kid,” he tried to get the little green thing’s attention, but to no avail. He had rounded the side of the ship and you were sure if you could see Din’s face right now, he’d be rolling his eyes as he gently shrugged you off and stood up. He offered you his hand and you stood up with him while he called to the baby, “I said hey! Where are you going?” He asked and you took his arm gently, nodding toward the baby, “Come back here!” He called and grew exasperated. “He’s just a kid, Din. Go see what he wants,” you prompted softly and he sighed, once again, and then moved through the snow with you towards the baby. When he rounded the ship, the two of you could see the baby sitting down, facing a set of tracks. Little frog tracks. “When did she go?” Din asked, sinking to one knee next to the little green bundle of energy. He looked over the tracks and lifted the baby up and held his hand towards you, “Come on, Cyare. I don’t want you sitting by yourself back here,” he said, and you grabbed his hand gratefully. “You know, it might be worse in there. You don’t even know what’s living under the ice,” you murmured imagining strange serpents or monsters running around in these ice caves. He scoffed and squeezed your hand just once, “The scariest thing down here is me, lovely,” he stated confidently and walked through the snowy cave with you and the baby, undoubtedly following the frog’s tracks. You were dressed in some of his warmer clothes and wrapped within one of his old cloaks, yet the cold air still made you shiver, and the tip of your nose and fingers turned a bright pink. You pulled yourself closer to Din and looked around at the blue, icy walls around you. There was an eerie calmness to the caves around you and you dared not speak a word as snow crunched underneath your footsteps. You shivered ominously and then looked up at Din, “I don’t like it back here, Din. It’s too quiet,” you said anxiously and he squeezed your hand, yet again. “I always protect you. You know that. Don’t be afraid of an ice cave,” he murmured and you leaned into his side, and he protectively held you to him. The three of you walked through and underneath arches of ice, and the baby squeaked a few times while Din led you into an icy cavern. The frog’s voice echoed from inside of the cavern and Din gently dropped your hand, hurrying toward her, “There you are!” He exclaimed and you looked around the cavern and the strange icy bulbs that protruded from the ground. Your eyes settled on a steaming crater full of warm water where the little frog lady sat contently and you looked over to Din curiously. He moved toward her urgently, checking around himself and you, just in case. “You can’t leave the ship. It’s not safe out here,” he said firmly to the frog and you followed closed behind him, holding his cloak around yourself tightly. He set the mischievous little baby down at the side of the warm water and he began to coo, seeing the snack he was earlier reprimanded for eating. The frog tried to protest Din’s wishes, and even if she spoke the same language, he wouldn’t have budged. Her eggs floated around her in the water and Din told her to gather them, and he reached into the pool to help her, explaining that night was falling and it was becoming more dangerous just before having another go at scolding the child for trying to grab at the eggs bobbing in front of him. The baby whined as he was caught and he waddled towards you. You looked down at him and he held his hand up toward you, his little way of saying he wanted to hold onto your finger, to lead you somewhere. You bent at the waist uncomfortably and he wrapped his three, chubby fingers around your pointer finger and you both waddled along as he lead you to one of the strange oval shaped bulbs coming up from the ground. “Hey, now, buddy. Maybe we should leave that al-“ that suggestion was moot, because he had already dropped your finger to sniff, tap, and tear into the strange thing. A slimy sound echoed through the cave as he tore into the oval and you could’ve gagged watching him dig into the green sludge inside and yank out what looked like... a spider. You hated spiders. If presented with joining the empire or holding a spider, you would’ve joined the empire. If someone asked you to break your own arm or touch a spider... Yeah. You’d be breaking an arm. But if someone asked you to do what the little baby just did or jump out of a flying ship in the middle of space, you would do just that, because the baby stuffed the slimy arachnid into his mouth. You gasped and jumped back, shaking your head, “Ew! Spit that out now! You don’t even know if it’s poisonous or not!” You exclaimed loudly to the baby, who just giggled. The brat wasn’t giggling for very long. The ground began to subtly rumble and all of the little bulbs around you in the cave began to crack and tear, and thin, slimy legs began to rip themselves free. Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head and you pushed the baby toward Din, while you ran after him, both of you screaming. Din turned to look at you two, and so did the sweet little frog lady, and that’s when the emerging ice spiders caught his eye. The frog chittered while Din scooped up the baby, and you were now in a full panic, looking around at all the spiders. You grabbed onto his arm and practically climbed up the side of him, making incoherent, terrified noises as you tried to pull him toward the exit. He wrapped an arm around your waist in an ironclad grip and he handed you the baby while he slung the now full canister of eggs over his shoulder. “They’re spiders, Din. Lots of.. Fucking spiders!” You shrieked and latched onto him as tight as you could, once again trying to climb him. He patted your waist and held you to the ground while the frog dressed herself and you watched more flood out of a deeper part of the cave. And as usual, bad went to worse, because out came a bunch of much larger spiders and you let out a piercing scream, pointing at them. And worse went to absolute hell nightmare emergency as a spider, as big as the Razor Crest, crawled out of the cave. “Can we fucking-“ you began to yell as Din cut you off, waving at the frog lady. “Go! Go! Back to the ship!” He commanded, and she wasted no time running that way. You stood frozen as the spider screeched and Din tried to run, but it was clear you weren’t moving. At least you now knew that in a fight or flight situation, you took the secret third action and froze. He grunted and threw you over his shoulder and began to run with you over one shoulder, the eggs over the other, and he had taken the baby back from your grip and tucked him underneath his arm. The baby squealed and you watched the spider open a mouth full of sharp teeth and you screamed as loud as your lungs allowed. “Din! Faster! Fuck, run faster!” You cried and slammed your fists into the back of his armor, and you shook your head as he ran as fast as he could considering the weight he was now carrying. “We’re gonna die we’re gonna die, we’re gonna fucking die!” You sobbed and closed your eyes, trying not to look at the tsunami of spiders following right behind you. Ice fell around all of you as the giant spider slammed holes through the icy ceilings with his legs and you shrieked again, wrapping your arms around Din’s midsection. “We aren’t going to die!” Din called back to you and you shook your head, still blubbering about how you were all going to- probably- die. Din shot at a handful of them with his blaster and you continued crying, clinging to him, “I never wanted to die like this! Because of... fucking spiders!” You cried and shook your head, “Din, please go faster!” You screamed and he growled gruffly in your direction. And that’s when the webs started shooting everywhere. At some point, you must have really just blacked out, because the next thing you knew, there was a blast of fire behind you, and Din was tearing through the snow to get you to the ship. He passed the baby to the frog lady, and she hurried him inside of the ship and he tossed you over his shoulder inside of the hull. You hit the ground with a painful thud and you scrambled backwards to get up, and you grabbed the baby and ushered the frog lady and her eggs up into the cockpit. You could hear the squealing spiders and their legs down below and you cried messily, holding the baby to your chest while you curled up in the pilot’s seat. As soon as Din barreled into the cockpit, the spiders crowded the door, making it impossible to climb. A spider landed on the baby’s head while he sat on your lap and you screamed louder than you ever had in your life, but you couldn’t even finish the scream before the frog was shooting it dead right off the baby’s head. Din shot fire at the remaining spiders until they moved away and the door closed, all the while you watched in absolute terror until he turned around. You heard the disgusting patter of spider legs on the glass above you and Din very gently lifted you from the chair onto the ground next to his chair, “Put your head between your knees, and please, cyare, breathe,” he instructed before pulling the baby into his lap. He turned to the frog lady and nodded once, getting all of the switches above his head turned on, “Strap yourselves in. This better work,” he commanded, and you tucked your head down between your knees and tried to focus on literally anything other than the sound of the spiders. “I’ve got limited visibility. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride,” Din said before the Crest shook to life, and he was not kidding about the bumpy part. You were now rising, up, up. And down. You looked up and saw that the giant spider had now pinned the ship completely down to the ground, and you nearly began to panic again, but Din yanked you up by your arm into his lap with the baby and he tucked your head under his chin, “keep your eyes closed,” he instructed you, and you happily obliged, gripping his arm tightly. Glass shattered from above and you didn’t dare look, you just stayed with your eyes screwed shut and you clenched your jaw, your teeth grinding together. The baby whined next to you, and you placed a hand against his side to calm him. You weren’t sure what was happening next, but you heard blaster fire, and you could see the bright red rays through your eyelids. Din stood up and placed you and the baby down on the chair and he slipped out of the cockpit. You were finally brave enough to open your eyes and you looked over at the frog lady, blinking in disbelief, “Are you okay?” You asked her and you assumed she said what meant yes because she gave you a little nod and she looked up out the window. You heard more blaster fire and some voices outside, including Din’s. There was a loud commotion, which sounded like ships, and within minutes, Din was back inside of the ship. You and the frog lady went down to greet him and he walked inside, sighing. “Alright. I’m gonna repair the cockpit enough for us to limp to Trask. There’s nothing I can do about the main hull’s integrity,” he said and you batted at the air above you to clear a web away from your face, “... so we’re going to have to get cozy in the cockpit. It’s the only thing I can pressurize,” he explained, “if you need to use the privy, do it now it’s gonna be a long ride,” he finished and then turned to you. He nodded toward the cockpit while the frog lady waited for some privacy and you slowly crawled up the ladder into the cockpit. He followed behind you and once you were both inside with the door shut, you heard him let out a loud snort and then his chest began to shake. He was fucking laughing at you. Your jaw dropped, “Din Djarin! Stop that!” You commanded but he didn’t stop. You crossed your arms indignantly and he grabbed your waist, pulling you against his chest, “We’re gonna die we’re gonna die!” He playfully mocked and laughed a bit more, silently. You slapped his chest and he pulled you into a tight hug, which you reluctantly returned. “You’re so mean,” you huffed and you could hear the smile in his voice. “And you’re so dramatic,” he countered and you raised your eyebrows, laying your head down on his chest plate. “‘The scariest thing down here is me,’” you mocked in return and he chucked, shaking his head. “Still is.” “Shut up, Mandalorian,” you mumbled and rolled your eyes, “you’re so lucky I love you,” you said dramatically as you sighed. “Yeah, yeah. I love you too.” And for the record, he was never the scariest thing down there.

[spam-stan]

Hello @woozidimples, it’s me your sss! I apologize for such a late reveal, my computer crashed and i had to quickly start over but it’s 2:30 am and i finally finished! I tried to include what I thought you might like into everything and hope this is alright. this oneshot is 2,190 words so it’s pretty long. It might have an abrupt ending and i apologize, I will also revise in the morning so this is my unrevised, present to you and I hope you like it. Also i just used the name on your profile and hoped for the best, if otherwise wanted I can change it. i hope your holiday was amazing and you deserve the absolute best ! (also the format of this might suck it’s my first time posting my writing on here and i don’t know how to really and it’s almost 3 am.)   

merry christmas indeed.

its christmas eve and both you and jihoon were at his studio. he had insisted working on something for the boys he had told you (‘i won’t work long, tee’ ‘i’m coming with you’ ‘tee-’ ‘c’mon slow poke’ and cue your giggles and a door slam with jihoon chasing after you) and you’d be damned if you werent going to spend tonight with him. but in the end, he had only worked fifteen minutes with his headphones on before he sat with you on the couch he put in there recently. you ordered takeout from one of the only restaurants open (just some bulgogi, sweet potato noodles, a side of kimchi and some rice you were craving) and he put on a movie on his not so big screen. he had a blanket in there from when you had visited one time a while back. you both giggled softly and ate the food (tipping the worker far more than needed when he brought it), finishing the first movie before putting on a more romantic movie per request from you. (read: “c’mon today is suppose to be romantic.” “darling, that’s tomorrow.” “please, hoonie.” “…fine”). though, halfway through the movie you knocked out and your boyfriend smiled softly kissing your forehead before continuing to watch the movie, tucking you closer to him. only, he too fell asleep not long after you did. now pan to seungcheol and soonyoung who each tried to contact you both. they were all going to bed and needed to know if either of you had keys to get back into the door, but alas their efforts were to no avail. so they got into one of the vans, seungcheol driving (luckily the road were clean) and soonyoung in the passengers seat. they got to the studio not far from the dorms and soonyoung got out going to get you guys. “I’ll be back, I’ll call if i need help,” he nodded and then shut the door going up to his studio. he opened the door and let out a soft giggle at the sight, the credits rolling, the takeout boxes on his chair, and both of you snuggled up close. he turned everything off and cleaned the trash, mindful of being quiet as to not wake the either of you. he then called the leader and waited until he was up to try to pick you both up, not wanting to wake the either of you. “i can take tee and you take jihoon,” the eldest murmured to soonyoung who nodded. he helped remove the blanket and seungcheol leaned down picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist before the other put a blanket over you. soonyoung then sat between jihoon’s legs, back to his chest, and wrapped his legs around his waist before he grabbed his arms and wrapped it around his neck. stirring in his sleep, jihoon lifted his head and muttered something incoherent before seungcheol threw a blanket over his head and softly patted the soft locks and he fell back to sleep, shifting and clinging onto soonyoung better. “im surprised tee hasnt woken up yet,” the choreographer whispered as he glanced at your undisturbed sleeping figure. the leader laughed softly and nodded, walking out after soonyoung, shutting the light off and closing the door. they took the elevator down (as it was easier and faster than walking down the stairs) and walked out to the car. seungcheol was the first to set one of the two of you down, fixing you so you seemed comfortable. he then helped soonyoung take the smaller off his back and into the van. he fixed him as well and then they got into the car, seungcheol humming softly as he drove, looking through the rearview mirror every few seconds until arriving at the dorms in the short ride there.

soonyoung got jihoon once more with the help of the other conscious member, walking inside and taking the elevator up. seungcheol then took you in his arms as he had when picking you up before. “this is like the four time im doing this, this month,” he complained softly to himself before you stirred and he panicked, stopping his movements until you settled back down.

when the male finally got inside the doors he took you to your boyfriends room, mindful of the other sleeping members (mingyu and jeonghan each sprawled out on their respective beds) and tucked you in next to him, softly brushing your hair from your face with a yawn.

The next morning you woke up, couldn’t have been earlier than 7 am or later than 9 am, eyes slowly blinking open. You shifted your head a bit and looked up, finding a smiling jihoon looking at you with a soft, fond look. you rubbed your eyes and smiled softly as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, “good morning, tee. how’d you sleep?” he questioned you softly, voice gruff from the lack of use.

“Really good, how about you, oppa,” you joked softly, wiggling your eyebrows and giggling at the name despite the early hours. Jihoon rolled his eyes and softly poked your side from where it was softly placed over your body from inside the warm duvet. “I slept fine, stupid,” he muttered before he shuffled down more a bit, eye level with you before you buried your face against his neck and he kissed the top. you don’t remember falling asleep but you wake up what feels like an hour later but in reality is only 10 minutes, “merry christmas, jihoonie.” you murmured softly, voice thick with sleep causing your boyfriend to smile and whisper a soft ‘merry christmas’ against your hair.

you then looked up and around the room, brows furrowed as he noticed, smiling with a soft chuckle. “Everyone else already woke up, they’re eating breakfast, hungry,” he questioned softly petting your hair. “yeah, just let me stretch and steal some of ‘cheol’s clothes,” you murmured before you heard him scoff and mutter a soft ‘im your boyfriend’ making you laugh, softly hitting his shoulder as you shook your head. “yeah, id take your clothes if there were any clean clothes, so dont complain,” you hummed, softly stroking his cheek as you looked him in the eyes.

you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, smiling against the soft skin before pulling away and sitting up. you went over to the leaders clothes, grabbing a pair of his smaller sweats and a long sleeve, stealing a pair of antlers off of the second oldest’s bed. quickly changing once your boyfriend left the room you walked out and smiled seeing the youngest walk by in a pajama set with candy canes all over it.

you sat at the couch curled up at the corner, wonwoo sat not too far, head bobbing a bit from sleepiness. you giggled quietly seeing the rustling of all the members, calling their families and friends, getting breakfast ready and grabbing the presents to put under the tree. you had spent christmas a week prior at your parent’s house as they were leaving on holiday and werent going to be there for christmas. jihoon had already visited a month prior and they gave gifts then, facetiming the night before when they were at the studio waiting for food.

“good morning, tee,” came a soft gruff from next to you before you felt a weight fall on you and let out a whine. “wha-” you then saw a tuff of brown hair and fairy-like ears, “hao! you lazy,” you giggled loud before giving up and huffing, leaning your head back down and watching the members again. you smiled as jihoon walked over to you, a bowl of cereal for you in his hands, and then sat down in the spot between you and wonwoo. he gently flicked the headband making you scrunch your nose up in a smile, shaking your head a bit as you muttered a small thank you.

after everyone had finished you helped clean the kitchen with the two korean-american members, loudly singing christmas songs (with the help of seokmin in the background). afterwards, everyone gathered in the living room and you sat on the floor between your red haired boyfriend’s legs, his hands instantly playing with your hair, smiling wide at the feeling. after a good hour full of laughter and pranks (mingyu wrapping minghao’s present [a gift card] up and then putting it in a box, wrapping it, into another box, wrapping it, into another, and after wrapping that one into the biggest one, wrapped pretty with a bow on the corner) the members had all exchanged gifts.

but then suddenly they all turned to you and you noticed there were still some left, and the members suddenly started throwing and attacking you with love and presents screaming merry christmas. (“ow! chan!” “oh my gosh tee im so sorry i didnt-” “you got my eyeball!” then cue the other members laughing as jihoon examined your eye) everyone then helped clean up the mess and you moved onto the couch, presents still unopened at your feet except jihoon’s which was on your lap. a pair of sound blocking headphones identical to his besides your name neatly written on them obviously by jihoon.

you had given him a simple bracelet with his name engraved in it and a new notebook to write in.

everyone was just walking about in the doorm while you and jihoon stayed on the couch watching a random christmas movie along with the performance unit and wonwoo who was curled up more asleep than awake even after the gift giving and receiving. you ran your hands through his hair and he smiled, humming softly as he gently bumped your noses together. “i want to redye my hair,” he whispered, not because he needed to but because he felt he would ruin the soft moment by speaking too loudly despite his honey voice.

“why? you just dyed your hair not too long ago,” you reminded, admiring the bright colour on his head. he only shrugged, grabbing your hair and smiling as he giggled, “maybe the same colour as yours?” you shook your head with a soft laugh, smiling wide as he stroked your hair. “what have the fans been asking for,” you questioned before he replied with a simple ‘black’.“is hansol here,” you questioned him, jihoon shaking his head and informing you that him and seungkwan went on a coffee and lunch run for everyone. so you called him.

“vernon, do you happen to have any hair dye from when your hair was black anymore,” you crossed your fingers in hope but whined when he said no. “but I’ll stop by the shop and get black dye from one of the noonas,” he promised before hanging up. you guys then continued to sit and admire each other before you buried yourself against your boyfriend and he took your antlers off, rubbing your back when you fell asleep. he set your head on wonwoo’s thigh after getting up to use the restroom, only to be woken up by vernon moments later with the dye and gloves and brush to apply. he explained what the noona had said to do and you nodded, ruffling his hair as you sat up waiting for your boyfriend, getting everything ready to do.

when he came back he raised his brow at you and you said nothing, patting between your legs on the floor. so he sat down and squeaked as he felt the cold dye on his hair, gasping a bit before he relaxed a while after. “youre going to look so handsome, hoonie,” you cooed as you continued, your boyfriend rolling his eyes with a laugh. “are you calling me ugly now,” he questioned jokingly, making you scoff and gently shove him with your elbow. everyone was watching helping to get it even by telling you how to spread it or where to put more.

once you finished you went to the bathroom and washed it off, shaving down the hairs that needed to be cleaned on his neck. you then helped rewash and fix his damp hair when finished. sitting together on his bed afterwards, his hair in a beanie with a giggle as you both spoke, you far more annoyed than him.

“hoon, i am just saying the mullet needs to go,” you whined as he shook his head with a laugh. “nope i like it,” he argued, wiggling his brows. you laughed and shook your head. the rest of the day was spent singing karaoke in the living room and lots of fond cuddling between you and your boyfriend.

you ran your hand into his hair and smiled, softly kissing him as you murmured a final merry christmas and him to you before knocking out on the couch. (now enters seungcheol and soonyoung who both look at the two of you and scoff, leaving you both to sleep there.) (not before the eldest runs back and covers you both with a quick ruffle of each of your hair.)

[ahgaru]

DAY6 Imagines: Once/Twice Series’ Special Chapter (1)

Pairing: Brian x Reader

Word count: 2,223

Read: Once is a coincidence. Twice is not. and Once is enough. Twice is too much. first before reading this :)

“How was it?” he asked you with his usual big smile.

You went to the backstage right after their performance. They’re really finally getting some recognition now. Slowly but surely; getting there… at the top. They’re schedule is getting busier, being filled with some guesting and interviews.

People around showered them with compliments while you just smiled softly at him. He somehow pouted and looked away. You caressed his cheek and made him face you. “It was stupendous” You smiled “No matter what you’ll do; I know you’d always do great.” Your hand, from his cheek, went to his hand, stroking the back of it softly for assurance. “Because you’ve always been and you’ll always be. I believe in you”

“Hey, Bob. I think I’m getting a toothache from too much sweetness here” You heard Jae commented at your back “Shall I go see a dentist?”

Brian threw his face towel to Jae “You need to see a psychiatrist”

You chortled as you remember when your friends found out about you. It was three days after the night at the seaside promenade. They weren’t surprised as you thought they’d be.

“Oh. So you guys are a thing now? Finally?” Jae queried when he saw Brian walked to meet you half way and held your hand to walk with you on your way to the usual tree.

Apparently, all of them knew how much Brian likes you. It was just you who were being stubborn to not believe it. But the thing is, it’s not really official. You both wanted to take it slow. Despite wanting to show the world that you got the man of your dreams, you somehow want to protect the friendship. You didn’t want to rush and ruin what you’ve built on the process. Besides, they’re really getting popular now. You don’t want to be showered by bashes and hate by his fangirls.

 Few weeks before another school year starts. You’re in a fast food, standing at the counter waiting for costumers. You got yourself a summer job. Just when your thoughts wandered to what Brian is doing, you heard your co-worker giggled with another worker. From the corner of your eye, you saw her fixing herself so you turned to look at her. She was looking straight as her hands were busy tucking her hair behind her ear; pressing her lips together and brushing them with each other.

You know those gestures real well. She’s gonna flirt with someone. You shifted your gaze back in front when she greeted a costumer, only to find a striking soul beaming at you. From having a deadpan face, your lips instantly curved to form a smile.

“Good afternoon, Sir.” You couldn’t conceal your happiness “May I take your order?”

“Yes, your heart, please” You felt your blood rush up to your cheeks as your heartbeat doubled. A scoffed from his back was heard “Oh, wait. I already have it”

You heard your workmate gasped beside you and it was followed by an ‘aw’ from the man in front of you. His head was hit by someone behind him.

“This is her workplace, stop flirting” Sungjin chided as he stepped forward to take Brian’s place. He instructed them to find a table as he order. The boys obliged. Brian winked and mouthed ‘See you’ before he finally walked to find a spot.

“Was that guy your boyfriend?” asked your workmate after Sungjin left the counter with their food, with the help of Jae.

You turned your head and saw her hopeful eyes. This is one of those moments when you wish he is. You couldn’t answer yes because your relationship is not yet there; you couldn’t say no because you don’t want to lift her hopes higher. You responded with a smile and thankfully, costumers came in.

When your shift ended, you went straight to their table, not wanting to be bombarded with questions you can’t and don’t want to answer.

“What are you guys talking about?” They turned their head to look at you and Brian instantly grinned at the sight of you. He moved to give you some space to sit beside him and when you did his arm draped around your waist right away. You felt your cheeks heat up but fortunately, nobody noticed you blushing.

“We’re gonna take a break from school” Your eyebrows furrowed with what Sungjin has said.

“It’s kinda hard to balance everything” Dowoon added.

“But Brian’s gonna continue though” Jae remarked “He’s the student model type of guy anyway. He can pull through it”

You shifted your gaze to Brian, turning your head to see him. He was already looking at you with a tight smile, arm still on your waist, he wrinkled his nose for a second.

 A week after, your summer job ended. It was your last day yesterday so today’s a lazy day. You’re just lying on your bed with nothing to do when your phone vibrated. A notification from Instagram that Brian has posted a photo. No one knows you turned on the notification from him, not even your friend. It was a collage of his four selfies. The weather is real nice. Do u want to go on a picnic with me? You silently read the caption. And just how fast you clicked the heart button, that’s how fast your phone vibrated for another notification.

So u’re coming?

You arched your brows with his message.

What?

U’re coming on a picnic with me or not?

You let out a soft chuckle and slightly shook your head.

Why are u asking me tho? Ask someone else. Ur question was for everybody anyway.

You raised a brow because of another notification with Brian mentioning you in a post. It was the same post, only that the caption was edited. It has now your Instagram username on it.

Im asking u

You replied with a smiley emoji and he sent few more messages you didn’t bother to answer and picked up Jae’s call instead. It was a video call. He was walking with Wonpil to a convenience store to buy some ramen and he asked you to come because Brian was sulking a bit. You planned on going anyway, you just want to surprise him a bit so you didn’t care opening your inbox on Instagram again.

 You’re sauntering to where they at. You could already see them and you instantly smiled just by the view of him smiling. He positioned himself beside Sungjin and tried to lie down but just when Brian’s head was about to touch Sungjin’s leg, he brushed his head off away. You chuckled and shook your head thinking how Sungjin hates skinship. They were all laughing as you pace faster to them.

Your heart melted seeing Brian’s face glow when he saw you. He held your hand and guided you to sit on the mat carefully. As soon as you’re seated, he rested his head on your lap. He’s still holding your hand, he intertwined your fingers together and rested them on his chest. You unconsciously moved your other hand to softly stroke his hair. You saw his lips moved to form a small smile. He likes it.

You looked Sungjin who let out a small laugh saying how Brian wanted to lie down on his lap because you weren’t there. Jae was narrowing his eyes. He hates PDA and there were a couple of times that he really wanted to hit Brian for being so affectionate. You chortled softly as you looked down to see his angelic face only to find out he’s already fast asleep. You chuckled again.

“That’s one of Brian’s, a.k.a. Young K, the master of all trades, talents” Jae commented “Falling asleep anywhere so fast”

That’s true though. For almost a year of being close to him, you’ve witnessed him falling asleep with just a blink of an eye.

Few hours passed, he asked you for a walk.

“Yeah, go away lovebirds” Jae shooed you both away

“Let’s have dinner together, okay?” Wonpil yelled

You were walking hand in hand when your thoughts start to wander. Is it better this way? It somehow doesn’t make a difference because we already seem like a couple. But I’m afraid if we’ll be official, I’ll start to ask for more; I’ll be selfish and greedy and I don’t want that. He’s already having a hard time with school and the band.

“You okay?” You suddenly got back to your senses “Do you want to go back? Are you feeling sick?”

You smiled to assure him “No, I was just thinking about school”

He groaned “I’m jealous” You arched your brows “I’m with you, we’re even holding hands, but you’re thinking about school. Can you not think of me alone?”

You chuckled and you don’t know how much it affects him. It’s like a sweet harmony he wants to play on repeat.

“I’m always thinking of you though”

He just smiled and you both continued walking. You had random chitchat when you stopped near the river. A few number of girls passed behind you but moments later, you heard a delicate voice saying ‘excuse me’.

You turned to face the owner of the voice only to see her cheeks as red as tomato, mouth agape, gazing dreamingly at Brian in front of her. She stuttered in asking if he’s Young K and when he answered, she asked if they could take a picture with him.

Your jaw dropped when she handed you her phone. You blinked twice to recover and bit your lower lip. You took one for each of them, and they were three. And another three shots for group photos. You were biting your lower lip harder than before that you almost said ‘ouch’ aloud when Brian’s arm was on the girl’s shoulder. Fortunately you didn’t. You don’t want to show him you’re being jealous. Besides, it’s normal. Aren’t they being recognized slowly? Yes, this is normal.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself as you showed a tight smile when you handed the lady’s phone back to her. You felt your heart skipped a bit when Brian instantly draped his arm around your waist. When the ladies said their thanks again, he even pulled you closer to him before waving at them. They turned and whispered to each other. I bet they’re asking each other if I’m his girlfriend.

You really want to take it slow. But being like this without a label is kinda frustrating. At times you are contented, more than contented even. But at times like this, you get frustrated.

“Sorry about that”

You showed him a small smile and nodded “It’s fine.” You smiled again “It’s normal anyway. And I must really get used to it. You’ll be known by the world soon, and a sea of people would want to take a picture of you. Shall I apply to be your official photographer?”

He grinned and shook his head and pulled you closer again, kissing you at the top of your head. He hummed a song and swayed you for a bit.

You let out a comforting sigh and looked up to him “How do you even exist? I thought there’s nobody perfect in this world?”

He chortled and reached for your hands “I’m not perfect; just perfect for you.” He raised your right hand; the back of it met his lips. He softly caressed it as he put it back down, still not letting go of it.

You narrowed your eyes at him before you laughed and hit his chest with your other hand playfully. You wrinkled your nose as he let out a soft chuckle seeing you do his signature move.

“Seriously though…” You trailed off and lingered your gaze for a while at his image “Soon there will be countless of girls who’ll swoon over you”

He shrugged “Well, Bae starts with B and so does Brian.” You cracked up at his remark “Doesn’t your name start with M?”

You knitted your brows together and gave him a querying look “What?”

“You’re mine”

It wasn’t a question but a statement of declaration. You just stood there; stare was locked with each other’s for what felt like forever until his gaze shifted a bit lower. You gulped knowing where he was looking. You felt her fingers move in your hand as he softly pressed it while leaning closer. It was the longest minute of your life, anticipating for something you know will happen. And it finally did. You slowly shut your eyes and felt butterflies flying wildly in your stomach as his soft lips brush with yours. It wasn’t that long. Neither too short. It was just right. Just right.

You felt shivers down your spine when you felt his soft breath as he slowly pulled away. His gaze instantly met yours. He caressed the back of your hand once again.

“You’re mine” he repeated.

You’re breathing became so uneven as you felt your heart pounding hardly to your chest as if it wanted to get out. You let out a breath as you slowly nodded. He pulled you into his arms for an embrace as he kissed the top of your head and whispered something that made your heart beat even crazier.

“I love you”

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