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This still got me fucked up.

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─ 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 ─

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Big Bad Wolf; Long time no see

“Hey boss, what’s up?”

“Jackson, rally my aces. Meet me at ‘The Queen’s Head’ in 20.” Mark let out a heavy breath, his head was swimming. “Three years, three long years and now you decide to show up?” He said to the fat cat lounging by the curb. The cat’s whiskers wiggled at the tall man, it stretched it’s limbs and wrapped between his calfs. “Awww little one, you’re too trusting- don’t you know I’m a wolf in sheep’s clothing?”

Vanessa glanced at her phone, the day was flying by quickly; they had already been here for a couple of hours and it felt like mere minutes.

Baby Bird: So, is it safe to assume Mr. leather jacket is with you? I haven’t seen or heard from you all day.....Does that mean your lips are....BUSY?

Carrot Cake: First, no. I’m a lady. Secondly, If I could I would, he’s been adorable and I want to plant one right on him.

Baby Bird: LOL! Don’t hurt the poor man, he needs all his faculties to drive!

Carrot Cake: Who? Little old me? I would never! What about you missy? You still haven’t told me all abut this Jackson character, he sounds very hyper and very much your type.

Baby Bird: I have no clue of what you speak. Anyway, go back to your bad boy, I’ll see you when you get home!

“Sorry for the wait. Unfortunately, it looks like we’ll have to cut this short; can we reschedule?” Vanessa could only smile, he seemed like such a gentleman. “Sure, are you leaving me for one of your other girls?” Vanessa said arching a playful brow. “It’s work related, trust me I’d much rather be here with you.” Vanessa strummed her fingers on the table, “Well, I am still curious about what you do...Just saying,” she added with a shrug. Deep down Mark knew he shouldn’t take her to that side of town but, he’d be in good company and it only take a few minutes. “Remember you asked doll.”

From the outside the bar looked typical, bright neon lights and some wild customers. “Stay close to me, it’ gets pretty crowded even on week nights.” Vanessa gave a non-verbal reply by grabbing at his jacket sleeve, she already couldn’t see past or over him. The line of people wrapped around the building, they’d never make it in at this point. Mark casually walked from the back of the line to the front, it took everything in Vanessa to not blush from all the stares; were they mad? “Hey man, what’s up?” “Mark, it’s been awhile, how’ve you been?” “Yo man, I thought I recognized your ride!” Several men in line shouted as they kept walking, Mark gave a few handshakes and hugs. “I feel like, I’m walking with a celebrity; does that make me your assistant?” Mark glanced back and winked, “I pay good, and you get all sorts of perks- like cutting line.” Once the two reached the doorway, the only thing standing between them was a giant of a man. He was handsome, reallly handsome and with tattoos galore. “Yugueom.” Mark nodded and the tall man opened the door, no fuss no muss- it was like Mark did this all of the time. “So, who are you exactly? Can I call you Bond, James Bond?” Before mark could respond a female voice rung out over the music.

“You’re late.” A woman said pouring three shots of rum, her curls fell past her shoulders. “Yea, Yea Yea.” Mark chided back.

“Hi, I’m Tay.” The beautiful woman said, “Vanessa, pleasure.” Tay slid the drinks to the two and shot hers. “Mark, I’m impressed she’s pretty and seems sweet; what the hell are you doing with her?” Vanessa laughed at her comment. “Well, I wouldn’t say too sweet, I did pepper spray him.” Tay let out a howl, “WAIT, IS THIS HER!!??” Mark rolled his eyes and downed his glass. “Haha, Yugyeom told me but, I still didn’t believe him!” “Here, have another shot babe.” Tay said topping off everyone’s glass.

“The client? Is he still here, I have the parts he needs; I’d like to discuss prices.” Tay grabbed the shot glasses and put them in a bin behind the bar. “He’s here and he’s interested; why don’t you check out back?” She said nodding to the all white leather door with two more bouncers. “Vanessa, would you mind waiting just a little bit longer?” “No, not at all, I think I’ll try some of that apple whiskey.” Tay plopped the bottle on the bar, “Maybe there’s hope for you yet?”

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grazia magazine february issue 2019 photography by lee young hak (1 / 2 / 3)

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“You will pay for this, Karen.”

Via Cats2K

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Big Bad Wolf; Table for Two

Mark’s bike effortlessly sliced through traffic, he navigated the highways like he drove them everyday. Did he, I thought? The bike dropped a gear and took a steep turn, my legs hugged his hips as my fingers tangled into his leather jacket. A half gloved hand patted my knee, “I’m ok,” I shouted over the bike; I flashed him a thumbs up. The bike picked up again and before I knew we we parked in front of the pinkest corner I’d ever seen.

“You like it?” Mark said removing his helmet and gloves, “This place reminds me of you.” I sat there, looking between Mark and the little all pink pastry shop. “I love it, how on earth did you find this place? Mark chuckled and I felt it vibrate through his back, I only then realized I was still holding onto him. “I googled top 10 places to bring your girlfrie-“ Mark was quickly cut off by my playful shove, why was he so bold? “Such a flirt, I bet this is where you bring all your girls.” I said hiding a laugh. Mark bit his lip and glanced down, “Actually no, I don’t generally bring any girls....this is kind of a first.” He said, exiting the bike and extending his hand to me. He had to be blowing smoke, right? I mean look at him, all covered in leather and wind blown, his smile could sink an entire ship. On the other hand, I think I’m blushing again- damnit. “So, I’m you’re one and only; even after I pepper sprayed you?” I said taking his hand. “When are you going to let that go; you’re messing up my street cred!”

The cafe’s chime alerted our arrival, “Welcome!” Said a petite woman with a high curly ponytail, her warm eyes narrowed at the two of us; I bet we are an odd sight in such a quiet little spot. “Feel out of place yet?” Our table was adorably set for two, only pink and white peonies separated us. Mark’s bike sat to our left and I had to laugh, he was such a trooper. “Well, you get an A+ for atmosphere.” I sipped my black tea and gave him my best smile. Mark folded his arms and leaned onto the table, his bangs fell into his face- god this man is gorgeous. “How’s classes?” His fingers thumbed over one of the flower’s petals. “Busy, I just took an oral exam last week. I have one more dissertation for my psychology class then, I’ll be on winter break! I’m hoping to get ahead in my Honors Abstract Algebra, I could use the 2 weeks to help brace for impact. ” Mark rubbed the back of his neck, “So when do you find time to unwind Vanessa?” I willed myself to not stutter, my name sounded perfect on his lips. “Whenever the local bad boy decides to pick me up by the campus stairs”, I laugh and sit my cup down. “Here you are,” said the waiter with the high ponytail. She placed a box of mixed treats in the middle of the table.

“Oh my goodness, look at how beautiful!” The assortment was every bit as colorful as an bouquet. “My eyes can’t settle on just one!” Mark scooted his chair closer to the table, “Close your eyes.” His voice held the tone of a smile; I closed my eyes. The pastry shop was alive with a steady hum, so many faint conversations happening at once; I could finally make out the tune playing over the speakers.

“Open”, the command was simple and yet it made my thighs rub together. “Let’s try this one,” Mark sat the treat on my tongue, it was one of my favorites; Earl Grey. “Iv’s dewicious.” I said trying to catch all the filling, Marks thumb traced over my lip cleaning the cream- it caused me to startle and then ease into his touch. His hands were so soft, I dared to peek an eye at him. He was casually sampling the Macaroon filling from his thumb, he held my gaze and tsk’d. “You just do what you want don’t you? I say close and you say open.” The two of us shared a laugh.

“So, what do you do?” I asked scooting the box of sweets in his direction. Mark looked past me and paused. “I’m an Entrepreneur.” I batted my lashes at him, “Wait, are you serious?” “Mhmm, I’ve been doing my own thing now for about 5 years now.” I swept some curls behind my ear, “I have so many questions.” Mark kicked back in his chair, “Shoot.”

“So, you own several several garages and auto shops, you’re business is like a hub for custom imported parts?” I asked intrigued, he was just so young. “Yup, something like that.” He said flashing a cheeky smile. “I bet your parents have to be so proud.” A dark shadow fell over his features at the mention of them. “I’ll get the chance to ask them one day but, for now, I’ll guess we’ll never know. A gentle rumble interrupted my follow up question. “Sorry, I have to take this; do you mind?” I nodded no and took another sip of tea.

“Yes?” Mark said standing on the sidewalk, his fingers tapped impatiently against his leg.

“He’s been spotted, you know where to meet me; be here in 20.” The female voice said ending the call.

“Heh, duty calls.”

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Big Bad Wolf; Rise and Shine

Rachel stirred with a slight pain running from the back of her neck to the top of her head. She rubbed at her eyes trying wake fully. Wait, when did she get into bed? She threw the blankets back noting the hallway light shining underneath the door, “Did I leave the lights on?” Her toes landed into her... fuzzy slippers; where did these even come from? Rachel went to scratch her head when she noticed a nice neat braid running down her back; she traced the tail of it over her shoulder. Was she dreaming, she stopped braiding her hair like this ages ago? Rachel’s eyes focused on her bare legs. “My pants, what happened to my pants?!” Her hands patted over her current attire; an oversized grey hoodie with nothing else underneath. The hoodie was foreign; all of the pieces started to click, someone was in her house and...cooking? *Sniff, Sniff*....Mac & cheese? Was it him, that campus freak preying on women? Rachel placed a hand underneath her bed’s frame and grabbed the knife that rested there, she paused for the briefest of moments. “Too messy.” She thought, her hand placed it back.

With Her head pressed gently against the door’s frame she listened, the only noise she could was water running; were they doing dishes? Calm hands wedged the door open as she glided down the hall, she stepped past the creaky floor board and held her breath. Whoever was in there with her was completely unbothered, “All the better for me, I suppose.” Rachel ducked behind the half wall blocking her from the kitchen and it’s inhabitant, she stretched her fingers in anticipation before taking one final deep breath. Rachel broke out into a silent run; the assailant was drying a skillet with her hot orange dish towel. Just as she approached, the stranger turned to face her; Rachel wasted no time in sweeping his feet out from beneath him. The intruder landed with a loud thud, the pan landing a few inches from his head. He struggled to make heads of what was happening, once he started to stand up he slipped on more suds. “Rache, it’s m-“, Rachel let go of the back of the intruder’s shirt collar, and froze. He rolled over to look at Rachel but her foot landed squarely on his chest. “Jin...Jinyoung?” Rachel blinked taking him in, he laid with his hands held up; his back was still flat against the floor. “Uh, hey....do you, you know...want to get off of me?” Jinyoung said scooting to his feet. “Get out. You’re not welcomed here.” Rachel said heading to the door. “I’m not going anywhere, brat.” Jinyoung dusted his pants and grabbed the pan; he put the skillet back into the water. Rachel stomped her foot and slammed the door. “Out. Now.” Jinyoung glanced over his shoulder and dried the pan yet again. “I’m. Not. Leaving. Brat. You have a cold and you still need to eat, I’ve already given you your bath.” Jinyoung smirked at himself knowing good and well that last statement would probably cost him his head. “Come again....did you pick my lock? You know that’s breaking and entering right? I almost grabbed my knife idiot. Who’s hoodie is this?” Rachel pulled at the hem and frowned. “As bright as always, nice to know some things never change. You should be saying thank you.” Jinyoung tossed the dish towel on the counter and rested his hands across it. “For what!?” Rachel said stepping to him. “The hoodie is mine, you always slept better in my clothes. I finished your thesis, doctored you back to health and cooked your favorite snack; Mac & cheese.” Jinyoung folded his arms and cocked his brow. “My paper?! I have to send it, wait what time is it?! Oh god, it’s past due!!” Rachel rushed to grab her laptop as Jinyoung caught her wrist. “Look at me, I said it’s done love; I told your professors that you’d be out sick for a couple of days. I even got you a doctors note....courtesy of your brother.” Rachel snatched her hand away, “Don’t call me that, you know I hate it. I’m not saying thank you, I can handle myself.” Jinyoung grimaced a bit, “I know love, I just can’t help myself.” Rachel punched his chest, “Don’t, don’t pretend like you care now.” Rachel allowed herself to drink him in, he was somehow even more handsome. His bangs sat tossed back and neatly above his ears, his shoulders had gotten a bit wider. His lips were slightly wet from his tongue tracing them, she hated to admit it but she missed the way it taste. “But, you know that’s not true Rache, I-“ Rachel shoved him hard. Not once not twice but three times, until he was backed against the door. “Out, OUT, OUT!!!” Tears welled in her eyes but she refused to let them fall or for him to see. She turned her back and waited for the door to click close....and then it did. Jinyoung stood outside in the cold, his heart felt warmer than it had in months; she was finally back in good health, he couldn’t ask for much more.