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sol-flo · 9 months
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i unwinded from the hour and a half of getting my brain blasted by violence with the fishing level and while looking at the menu i realized i still haven't beat the crash level. at this point i'm pretty sure getting all P ranks is more likely than me beating 4-S
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sexyvampkitty · 2 years
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RP Solo Number Ten: Emotions Suck
I sit in front of a roaring fire at the Salvatore House, a glass of Bourbon in one hand and a wooden stake in the other, absentmindedly twirling it around and around. I cheated on my boyfriend...my 'Boo'...my one and only eternal true love...or so I thought. I am a horrible, horrible person. I went and had sex with another Damon twin...someone new to Mystic Falls. I couldn't help myself. My man is away from home more than he's actually here anymore...and I was lonely. When I first met this new guy, I knew that I wanted him instantly...I mean...he looks 'just' like my man. How could I possibly resist someone like that? And I knew that this new guy also felt the same way about me. It was total, instant, lustful attraction...although...I never meant for it to go that far. I figured I would just crash in bed with him at his place, stay the night and leave in the morning...but it didn't quite work out that way. One thing kind of...led to another...which led to kissing...which led to mind-blowing sex in the shower. I mean...damn. Then, a bit later, when he confessed to me that he loved me and asked me to stay with him, I kind of...freaked out. My humanity was still off and I was in total bitch mode...even more than normal. But it was more than that. In the back of my mind, I knew that I couldn't move in with this guy, since I was still seeing someone else...more or less...and I didn't want to hurt my man. I didn't want to hurt either of them really. I was looking for more of a 'friends with benefits' type situation...but it quickly went 'way' beyond that...for the new guy anyway. So yeah...I kind of lost it..big time. I punched him...in the face...but he caught my fist before it was able to reach it's target. In that moment...something changed. I could see it in his eyes. Hurt...betrayal...sadness. His humanity was back on again. Talk about awkward. My switch didn't flip until I arrived home later that day...sort of a delayed reaction...if you want to call it that. Suddenly...everything came flooding back at once...and I do mean 'everything'. All of the humans and vampires I had killed...how bad I had treated my boyfriend in the almost full year since I had had my emotions turned off...all of the horrible things that I had done to Wes...okay...I can't really feel bad about that last part...because...to be fair...he totally deserved to be tortured with a hot poker...he is the reason that I got infected with the damn ripper virus after all...but...as for the rest...I was a total bitch to everyone else. I know that now. I didn't care...and it felt awesome while it lasted...but now...I don't know if I can deal with all of these human emotions again. I mean...I went and basically used someone...for sex. I don't deserve to exist. I lift the glass to my lips and take a huge gulp of my drink, glancing at the weapon in my other hand. If I decide to stake myself...right now...who will notice that I'm gone? Who will even miss me. Not my boyfriend...since he's never here. Where in the 'Hell' is he? Where did he go? Is he off having sex with someone else too? I thought that he loved me. He was the one who wanted to turn me in the first place. I thought we'd be together forever. I guess I was wrong. Besides, even if he 'does' end up coming back sometime soon, he'll never forgive me for this. We're probably over. Maybe it's finally time to pack up and leave this town. But where will I go? I can't go back to my original home...I don't want my parents to see me like this. And I can't go back to California. Since I now crave vampire blood constantly, I'd probably kill my former boss on sight...and then all of my former blood donor peeps would probably kill me. I could start putting myself out there again...but I don't know if I'll find someone else like my 'Boo'...ever...if at all. I loved him...I still do...I just...don't know if he ever loved me...not in the same way that I loved him...not enough anyway. Looking back on everything that's happened, I also don't know if wanting to be a vampire in the first place was the right decision...and...if I could take it back...I would...but it's too late for that now. I'm stuck like this. I also wish that I could turn my emotions back off again, but having them off for that long is what got me in this whole mess in the first place. Blowing out a heavy sigh, I finish off the rest of the Bourbon, tossing the glass into the fire, watching as it shatters. I get up from the couch, dropping the stake down on top of the cushions, then I trudge slowly upstairs, walk into my boyfriend's bedroom, throw myself down onto the bed, cuddle up with one of his pillows...and cry myself to sleep. (END)
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dollslayer · 3 years
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Fight or Flight
Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Steve comes clean, in the aftermath and shock you turn to the one person who you know you can trust.
W/C: 2,369
Warnings: Implied cheating, angst, swearing
A/N: Hello! I wrote this for @sweetlyscared 's 1k celebration (congrats, it's well deserved!), prompt is in bold. I'm still pretty new to writing and this is my first true Angst fic so any and all reblogs/comments are super appreciated! Please check out my other stuff if you liked this fic!! Cheers!
PART TWO I Masterlist
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The feeling of everything crashing around you was slow. Like your world was moving in slow motion as you processed the words. Everything else he was saying became distorted, going to waste as he tried desperately to explain himself to you. All you could hear clearly was your own breathing while you tried to will yourself to do something, anything.
Fight or flight is a funny thing, you were always so feisty and eager to fight back, A Bulldog, Steve had affectionately called you. But when he told you he was in love with someone else, that he has been in love with someone else for months, your body couldn’t find anything in it but to walk away.
Your breathing picked up and your eyes searched the ground, refusing to meet his. You felt your legs raise you up to stand and start walking away, unsure of your destination. When you pivoted to leave the room your eyes met his briefly, staring emotionlessly as his desperately searched for anything at all in yours.
“Where are you going? Doll, please, can we talk about this? I’m, I’m so sorry I-”
Whatever else he was saying wasn’t heard over the noise of opening the door and shutting it behind you. You didn’t know where you were going or what you were feeling other than the obvious. You were in a state of shock, it’s one thing to hear awful news and another to understand that it’s true but you were fastly approaching that truth head-on.
You paused for a moment in the hall and heard no movement come after you. You almost let yourself be surprised but he’d admitted he gave up on you a long time ago, so it only makes sense he wouldn’t fight your exit. You kept walking and tried to hold the floodgates of your heart closed for a bit longer.
Flashes of what was said come back to you slowly as reality sets in. “I can’t put this off any longer. I want you to know that I will always love you, but there’s someone else.”
Your head hurt like it would as if you were already crying, the blood pumping in your ears and pressure building in your temples that would no doubt evoke a long-standing headache. Your face felt hot as you stepped into the elevator, maybe you’d go for a walk in an attempt to fend off your tears. Or maybe you’d walk to a safer place to have an emotional breakdown. Whichever is easier.
Brisk gusts of air greet you as you exit the building, making you realize you left your jacket on the arm of the couch. You took a second to evaluate yourself and noticed you’d also walked out in your house slippers and a thin pair of leggings. Trying to evade the cold you tucked yourself in the doorway of a bodega down the street and dialed Bucky.
Two rings and he picked up.
“Hello?”
“Did you know?”
The silence on the line only reminds you of the blood pumping in your ears. The silence tells you everything you needed to know.
“Liste-”
You hang up.
You’re breathing even harder now. Who else knew? For how long? How long was I the joke? You need to find somewhere else to be soon or all these strangers are going to get an eyeful of a grown woman sobbing. You dial the last number you’d expect to at a time like this.
“What’s happening, shortstack?”
You can hear Tony’s grin through the phone and his easy greeting gives you momentary comfort.
“Can I come over? Something happened.”
“I’ll let Jarvis know to let you in” Tony’s tone is understanding, not needing you to explain further, just letting you know you can come to him.
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Tony’s only seven blocks from yours and Steve’s shared apartment, a fact you’re grateful for when you feel your feet aching every time they hit the pavement. The conversation replays in your head, you try to word what happened in your head and your anger starts overtaking the heartbreak. It’s almost a welcome reprieve from the settling heartbreak but you’re not sure if you’d rather be numb to it completely.
When the elevator doors open Tony’s waiting for you with two tumblers of scotch in hand. You shake your head and move past him to the couch. He joins you on the opposite armchair and sets both his elbows down on his spread knees, resting his face in his hands.
“Would you like to talk about it or not talk about it?” He asks with a sigh.
You don’t make eye contact with him so you don’t cry, choosing to focus on the Iron Man coffee table book you’d gotten as a gag gift for Tony all those Christmases ago. It almost distracts you enough to laugh, the fact that he just has it out. But you need to tell someone what happened and get it all out before you can let yourself feel it all.
“Steveisinlovewithsomeoneelse,” You rushed it all out in one breath afraid if you didn’t get it out fast enough that you’d break. “He has been for months. He said he doesn’t know when it all changed but when he was with her things just clicked,” you paused to collect yourself, “But don’t worry, I’ll always hold a special place in his heart and he hopes this won’t affect the future of the team or our friendship.”
“Oh, and he’s really sorry.” you added.
You laughed bitterly and shook your head in disbelief. His delivery had been so cold but so sincere, very to the point but pained in its delivery. “I just, whatever we had, it’s just gone. Things are just different now, with her, this kills me though, please believe me. You’re still really special to me.” Bullshit. Special enough to act as a placeholder until someone better comes, special enough to cast aside.
You’re broken momentarily from your spiral into anger by the sound of a glass hitting a coaster a little too hard. Looking up, you find Tony quietly seething. He and Steve aren’t close by any means so you figured that he wouldn’t have known, it’s why you called him over anyone else.
He moves slowly to your side on the couch and pulls you into his side. You can smell his aftershave and what you think might be burned grease from one of the many things he’s been tinkering with in the lab, it smells like him, like comfort.
“That fucking asshole. Unbelievable, I don’t even…” He leaves the thought unfinished.
His hands move up and down your arms in a soothing motion and you finally let yourself have it. You don’t even realize you’re crying until you feel the tears wet his shirt when you bury your face in. You sniffle up tears and snot when your face heats up.
There’s no way to know how long Tony lets you sob into him, no doubt ruining his vintage Depeche Mode shirt. Somewhere in the back of your mind you make a mental note to buy him a new one later. But for now you’ll just allow yourself to cry and you can deal with the world in the morning.
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Tony lets you fall asleep on his chest, feeling somewhere between furious and heartbroken by proxy. He thinks about letting you sleep and giving Steve a piece of his mind but figures that’s not what you need right now. Your phone sits on the table and he touches the screen to check the time. No notifications on your homescreen except for a missed call from Bucky and an old photo of Steve making a funny face as your background.
Had Steve not even tried to call you? Had he not even tried to go after you? Why was Bucky of all people the only one to be trying to get a hold of you? Prick.
Selfishly Tony is glad that he has a good reason to be rude to Steve now, he has to admit. You two had always been close but when you and Steve started dating he saw less and less of you. He couldn’t fault you for it though, you were so in love with Steve and you knew that the relationship between the two of them was strained so you kept your distance a bit.
He thought of all the sacrifices you’d made for Steve. You gave up your childhood home in the Bronx that your parents had willed to you to move in with him because he wanted you to be closer to the tower. You gave up a promotion and transfer to DC when you were still just an agent, granted you were an avenger now but it doesn’t matter, he’d made a very big deal out of you turning it down. You gave up the friendship the two of you had.
It was incredible, really. How much you had done for him only for him to turn around and love someone else behind your back. Brave enough to fight aliens and terrorists but too cowardly to break up with you and leave you with some dignity. Did anyone else know about this?
Tony had to stop himself from getting too angry, afraid he’d wake you up. So instead he went back to plotting up schematics for the half-finished suit mod he’d been in the middle of when you called.
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It’s been a week and you still haven’t properly talked to Steve. After two days on Tony’s couch you need to look at things from a logical stance. Where am I going to stay? It’s not like you had your parent’s place anymore and you didn’t want to sign a new lease on an apartment. You could always move into the tower but that meant a higher chance of running into Steve.
You were thinking about all of this out loud to Tony when he offered you the guest bedroom in his penthouse. You were shocked, he’s always been a generous man but after you drifted apart from him you were surprised he even let you stay these past few days. Maybe now was a good time to rebuild your friendship with him and have some space from work.
What’s work going to be like? You agree and go on a temporary leave from the team, just a month to collect yourself. If you really wanted to you could go back but the thought of seeing everyone that knew about Steve’s affair was humiliating and enraging in one go.
It turns out Sam had been playing therapist to Steve in all of this, Nat figured it out through some sleuthing, and Wanda had inadvertently heard his thoughts about her. And none of them thought to tell you? To save you from the anguish but to let it fester? Steve wasn’t the only one that betrayed you. They all had.
What will I say to him? Should I say anything to him? Turns out the answer was ‘nothing’. You texted him to let him know you were moving out and you’d be by to get your things as a courtesy. You walked into an empty apartment and you were almost relieved.
He’d chosen to not be here but he’d left you a letter on the kitchen counter next to a framed photo of the two of you on vacation last year. You scoff but don’t touch the letter. Every ounce of restraint you have is being used as you leave it untouched. But you don’t need to know what excuses or apologies he has on deck, nothing he could say would exonerate him of his wrong-doings. You had no intentions of speaking to him but secretly you hoped he suffered as he stewed in his guilt and inner-turmoil. He deserves to.
When you pack you leave every gift he ever gave you, taking only what you’d brought with you in the first place. You take one look at the unmade bed and almost go to make it out of habit but then you think of the two of them there together. All the long missions you went on without him, all the times you stayed late at work or went out with your friends. How many times had he been here with her while you were there?
You end up only leaving with two suitcases and a backpack full of things. Tony waits for you in the lobby, understanding you wanted your space when you went to get your things in case Steve was there.
The elevator doors open to him taking a selfie with a couple of fans and shaking hands. He’s all too happy to be recognized but when he sees you his eyes soften. Not out of pity, but fondness, like he’s proud of you for getting out.
He sends you a questioning look with a silent question. Are you okay?
You smile at him and for the first time in days it’s a genuine, non-placating, happy-to-see-you smile. It’s okay, I’ll be okay.
He takes one of your suitcases from you and helps you load them into the back of the car before opening the door for you. The drive back to Tony’s is silent but comfortable. The trust you have in each other is strong and unspoken. Something you’ve always been grateful for between the two of you.
He doesn’t ask you about Steve or what happened, always letting you come to him first, which you appreciate. And when you talk he just listens. No bullshit unsolicited advice about moving on or how everything happens for a reason or getting back out there, just listens.
You know the road ahead is long and it will be difficult, but you have someone in your corner and the knowledge that what happened isn’t your fault and that you’re a badass and fuck Steve Rogers and fuck anyone else that did you wrong in all of this. Maybe you’ll forgive them someday but for now you’re gonna focus on you and work on building yourself back up. You’re ready for the ups and downs, you’re ready to fight.
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maxismatchccworld · 3 years
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Patch Notes
Update 07/20/2021
PC: 1.77.131.1030 / Mac: 1.77.131.1230
Console: Version 1.44
Hello Simmers!
Hope you are well wherever you are in the world and that you are all having a fantastic Summer of Sims! We are excited to share today’s update with you. There is a lot of info, so make sure you have your tea/coffee/beverage of choice ready to read on. You all know I have my coffee ready for this!
As we continue to get ready to explore the countryside charm of Henford-on-Bagley and cannot absolutely wait to play with the adorable animals in Cottage Living, we also have updates and fixes that should improve and complement your Sims’ everyday life. We have something for everyone and we hope that you all enjoy them. Thank you for all your feedback and support.
Cheers!
-SimGuruRusskii ft. SimGuruRomeo and SimGuruJoAnna
What’s New?
Let’s start with some items that we shared in our last Sims 411! For this update, we partnered with two talented artists from the LGBTQ+ community, Ashley Lukashepsky, and Mohammed Iman Fayaz, and they have brought their inspiring and beautiful artwork into the game. We have also included the modernized version of the large afro hairstyle that we showed you. But more than tell you about it in text, let me actually attach a screenshot of everything put together:
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I love everything about this scene, not only it shows you how the artwork looks in a real game setting, but the whole scene with the two Sims and their surroundings is quite magical. Also, look at that hair! The way the light highlights it, perfection! You may also notice the hair of the Sim on the right, which was also added with this update for everyone. I want to personally thank all Simmers for their feedback and recommendations, as we are continuously working on adding more diverse hairstyles and textures to not only packs, but also to our base game.
Now that we are talking about artwork, the last patch notes I forgot to add the artwork made by the wonderful Jupiter Stevens-Hill. I apologize for that, I totally blanked out. However, I’m happy to see that a lot of you are enjoying it and placing it in your Lots! That makes a very happy Russkii =)
To find Jupiter, Ashley, and Mohammed’s paintings in Build Mode, make sure you take a look at the Paintings and Posters sort and filter by Base Game items. These artists are amazing and we hope you enjoy their creations.
Now, without further ado, let’s get to some new features and improvements that are part of this update!
A little bit of Gallery
When you download a lot made with the bb.moveobjects cheat, the game now notifies you about this so you know to activate the cheat before placing the lot. Builders, this means you won't need to mention it in the lot’s description anymore!
A little for Sims
Trying to find the Sims in the current neighborhood? Select their portraits in the Relationship Panel.
"Focus the Camera" moves the camera to the Sim.
"Lock the Camera" moves the camera to the Sim and keeps following them.
Where did the Notebook go?
Found it! The Notebook has moved out of the Phone and into its own button for quicker access.
The "Center on Current Lot" button that used to be there has moved to the top right, adjacent to the Camera Controls.
Water Tool
You now can make natural, organic bodies of water! Just head into Build Mode, make a hole with the Terrain Manipulation tool, and fill it with water. It is that easy! The Terrain Manipulation and Paint Tools also have more brush sizes to enable finer detail.
In adding the Water Tool, we also took the chance to overhaul the related tools and object categories. Why not? Enjoy!
Pond Effects
All sorts of critters are available to complete the look of your pond ranging from ducks and swans to pesky mosquitoes. There is even an alligator!
New Pond Objects
Outdoor Water Décor now has an assortment of new Pond Objects to decorate the perfect pond. Some of these objects such as the Bog Log and Colorful Lily Pads have interactions on them in Live Mode to activate Turtle and Frog effects. The new Fishing Allowed Sign enables you to stock your pond with any fish your Sims have previously caught. Try it out!
New Water Styles
Go beyond the original crystal blue and dreamy magenta water. Additional options range from “Mossy Water” to “Pond Scum” to complete that au natural look.
The Shrubs category includes new plants to complement the water styles: "Green Fern", "Leaning Not-Grass Grass", "Not-Grass Grass Sans Inflorescence."
Gardening with Children
Children now can help out in the garden by planting, watering, and weeding. They build their Mental skill as they garden. The process of purchasing and planting seeds is streamlined as well to make gardening more enjoyable for everyone.
Group Cooking
Cooking no longer is a solo affair. Sims now can cook in groups of up to five Sims including children. Start cooking together by selecting a fridge, stove, or any empty countertop.
Zoomers Food Delivery Service
Are your Sims getting tired of the same old pizza delivery every night? Well, gone are the days of redundant pizza nights. Maybe you are in the mood for pasta primavera or even a fancy steak dinner. All this and more are available courtesy of Zoomer Food Delivery. Order delivery through the phone or the refrigerator and the food will arrive in a jif.
Calendar
The calendar, previously available only with Seasons, now is available with Base Game to see upcoming events such as birthdays, school and work schedules, festivals, and fairs. You even can use it to book events, so it’s time to get to party planning!
Bug Fixes
Consoles
In Snowy Escape, skiing, sledding, and snowboarding on Bunny Slopes now contribute to the Extreme Sports Enthusiast Aspiration.
Also in Snowy Escape, Sims with high enough Skiing and Snowboarding skills now can enjoy the more advanced slopes. Sims also use the Lift to go to the top of the slopes and not go “the hard way.”
Simmers can now rotate Sims downloaded from the Gallery in Create a Sim. Spin them ‘round, ‘round, Simmers ‘round, ‘round -  like a record ‘round, ‘round, ‘round, ‘round.
The Sims 4
We made some improvements that should help our Simulation lag, particularly on the usage of some computer interactions like playing BlicBlock, along with fishing interactions, which should make the game perform a bit better. Note that this doesn’t entirely fix simulation lag but it should help and it is a step in a good direction.
Fixed an issue in which placing Mirrors directly opposite Doors would create a visual glitch in which walls and borders would disappear around them and well it was quite spooky to be honest, glad we solved that one!
Ever wish your food didn’t expire? I know I do, especially when it comes to traveling and coming back to see a fridge in pristine condition, that is a dream… but alas, it is not meant to be in life or in Sims. Fixed an issue in which traveling didn’t let food expire.
Sims stuck sleeping and couldn’t cancel that interaction? Not a product of a sci-fi film as I thought, but I can say that we have fixed this issue, well I hope.
You want to know how to not make my day, have my coffee brew endlessly but without giving me the coffee! Luckily the issue in-game about the Brew Coffee interaction being stuck has been fixed. Wasn’t it odd? Wait… Sleep and Brew Coffee were stuck in a mysterious loop? SUS.
If your Child Sims suddenly interrupted their computer sessions to draw on the activity table when Inspired, worry not, this should not happen after this update.
Fixed an issue that caused the “Items Removed” pop-up to appear when no items were removed from the game.
Fixed an issue in which setting Lots on Slipshod Mesquite would sometimes generate a crash of the game for some Simmers. The Lot couldn’t handle that much flavor.
Some blush and lipstick opacity sliders are back as they were greyed out.
Step-Parent/Child relationships are no longer missing in the Genealogy Panel. Similarly, other cases of broken families in the Genealogy Panel have been fixed as well. It is all about reconnecting or connecting with what is important.
Platforms will no longer raise in height automatically when creating new walls to intersect part of them.
We also fixed an issue in which if you placed platforms in basement levels and a staircase from the floor to the platforms, it would create this gap or hole in front of the stairs and Sims were not able to route correctly. You know, I have played many platformers in my lifetime, but do you imagine Sims trying to jump those gaps? I mean, I am called JumpFail for a reason… glad we fixed this one!
World view Lots that had some off-centered border have been adjusted.
Toddlers will no longer gain negative Sentiments against their parents randomly, especially the Festering Grudge Sentiment. I should not be laughing at this issue as I type it, I should not…<giggles>
We got word that the camera was malfunctioning and bouncing uncontrollably in some Lots across multiple Worlds. We fixed an issue that caused this, but let us know if there are new instances.
Sometimes Ghosts can be part of our Households if we choose to, however, it is really hard to live with Ghosts that constantly break things, it makes it a bit… unlivable. So our expert team of Simghostologists has communicated with these Ghosts in the non-physical realm and they have agreed to not break everything all the time.
Fixed an issue related to flooring glitches while placing the dance floor or crystal clear flooring.
Went through all the trouble in hiring a Nanny only to have your Toddler get sent to Daycare? More than a schedule conflict I imagine having the Nanny show up and there is no Toddler so what does the Nanny do in this case? Do they leave? Do they stay and wait? I must know… However, This should no longer be an issue.
Fixed an issue where using ‘{}’ (curly brackets)  in renaming objects would make these invisible in lists or UI in general.
Fixed an issue in the Likes and Dislikes section in Create a Sim that had some categories displayed incorrectly (either cut off, or words broken apart in new lines incorrectly) for some languages.
There was a clipping issue with the eye preset ymAsian13_Eyes that occurred when Sims were in extreme emotion, like Angry, and blinked. We adjusted this preset so this should not occur.
Toddlers can be picky eaters, but Toddlers not eating any fish recipe? That is suspicious, so we had a chat with the little angels and we have found a way to help them enjoy the complex flavors of our fish recipes.
Our UI team has fixed an issue in which a scrollbar appeared in the Sentiment section in the Relationship Panel when there were no sentiments. The mysterious scrollbar was mysterious. Similarly, they have also fixed an issue in which if multiple Sims gained sentiments together their thought bubbles look quite not right with the incorrect colors, so now they should look proper.
The Likes and Dislikes icon in Create a Sim will no longer overlap its text. It looked weird, honestly.
Droids (if you own Journey to Batuu) and Drones (if you own Get Famous) clipping into all kinds of objects in Build Mode? We saw that too, so there should be a fix for that in this game update. I mean this went beyond just crashing into things…
The option “Join After School Activity” will no longer be available if Simmers don’t have Seasons or Get Famous packs installed.
Sims in deviant paths now can properly reach the Level 4 of the Criminal Career.
Now, this is one that made my day, Cowplants are now able to dance again when Sims play music in front of them. Dance Cowplant, Dance!
Fixed an issue in which relationship points gained by friendly introductions were more than usual if Simmers didn’t have Snowy Escape installed.
We adjusted the color swatches for the S. Cargeaux Counter Island so that when it gets dirty, the counter doesn’t completely change colors. Dirty Counter - who dis?
Fixed an issue where the Scared Emotion UI was displaying a broken pose for Toddlers. The pose was kinda more scary than what the Toddler had been scared of, so glad that is done.
Outfits worn while Purchased and Worn in Festivals/Kiosks/Stalls should no longer remove accessories that were in place for the Sim.
Error code 134:571e5862 that occurred to some Simmers should be fixed now.
We fixed a few hairstyles (yfHair_EP05WavyBob, yfHair_EP01PartedFlat, yfHair_EP05UnderCutDreads, yfHair_EP01ShortSwept, and yfHair_DreamyCrew) that when used with the recently added color options would create splotches in the eyes, change the color of teeth, and/or change the eyelashes color.
As always the Localization team and this author have fixed and improved text across all packs and updates.
Get to Work
Aliens can now enjoy their custom Blush options in Create a Sim. Lewks out of this world!
Retail employees will now appropriately change into their assigned outfits. Listen, I grew up wearing uniforms for school, I get it, sometimes they are not the prettiest… but you have to wear them if you have to go to that establishment. I know the pain too well… but my sense of style grew from that… I think.
We made a fix to some of the swatches from the Barely Better Digital Camera that were missing a description for the item, so now all the swatches will display the text in all its glory.
Get Together
Some of these Sims are not like the others, some of these Sims just don’t belong. Can you tell which are not like the others by the time I finish writing these notes?
Fixed an issue in which some of the rooftops in Winderburg were not displaying Snow (if you own Seasons) correctly.
Fixed an issue where Sims didn’t sometimes change into their Club outfits when a Club Gathering was being held.
City Living
The Scattered Panes window in Build Mode now displays appropriate shadows in all options.
Sims enrolled in the Social Media career will now gain influence at the end of their stream instead of every few Sim-minutes.
Two hairstyles (ymHair_EP03BunHighPins and ymHair_EP03BraidedFlateBun) have been updated to reflect the correct look when choosing the Neutral Black color option.
Your Sims want to shoot some Basketball Close Shots, but they are trying to eat first? Well, now your Sims can finish eating before trying those hoops. Nutrition is important!
Cats and Dogs
We fixed an issue in which whiskers were not being seen applied to Cats. A Cat without whiskers is like Peanut butter without Jelly… or something like that! Just wrong!
Robot Vacuums should all now return to their docks accordingly. I hope this issue was not a sign that they were becoming sentient.
Sims will no longer get a Moodlet referring to the death of their Pet when witnessing the death of another Sim. The loss of a Sim is heartbreaking, but also getting a Moodlet for the death of their Pet when the Pet has not died, that is cold Grimmy, very cold.
Speaking of Robot Vacuums becoming sentient a few lines above, we fixed an issue that made the game crash when Cats would sit on the Robot Vacuum. CatonRobot.exe is now working.
We fixed an issue in which some Simmers experienced a crash with their last played Household loading into Brindleton Bay.
Seasons
Sims were changing into their cold-weather gear… while not in cold weather? We had some conversations with Sims and even though they love their winter outfits, dressing up in full winter gear in the summer was probably not the wisest choice. So the issue in which Sims randomly would change into their winter outfits while not in winter is solved.
Egg Hunts are adorable and fun! But not being able to have the furniture reset after looking for Eggs in them, can be quite the rain on Sims’ parade. But this should no longer occur.
Island Living
Mermaids will no longer keep the “Dried Scales” Moodlet when they are hydrated. Mermaids’ skincare regimen pays off! Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize!
Fixed an issue in which Lots that are placed in the sand looked quite odd displaying all edges of the Lot when it rained.
Sims that have the Collector Aspiration Trait are now able to catch Frogs in Sulani as part of their adventures exploring the island waterfall. Good Luck!
We fixed an issue in which some Simmers experienced game crashes when loading into certain lots in Mua Pe’lam. Happy Exploring!
Discover University
Sims having a hard time in Uni? No matter what they do they keep failing classes? Worry not, Sims will no longer fail classes when meeting all the criteria for course completion. Work hard, pass your classes hard!
Having Roommates can be hard. Have your Sims had Roommates complain constantly and leave even when their needs are met? Yeah, we made it so that Roommates don’t do this any longer.
Fixed an issue in which beds were counted incorrectly when placing an ad for Roommates. I mean, as much as Pets and even Toddlers can live with Roommates, the ad should be truthful to how many beds there are actually in the Lot, not count Toddlers and Pets as needing adult-sized beds.
We fixed Servo animations so that they don’t look like they are walking on one leg when hovering to their destination. Now they will hover properly.
We fixed an issue in which in some instances Professors could not go to work when a Professor NPC is added into that same Household.
Fixed an issue in which removing and adding back Household members as Roommates would create some… inappropriate moments, ahem.
Eco Lifestyle
Evergreen Harbor’s peace has been restored: roads and parts of neighborhoods no longer disappear or turn blue when businesses open in Port Promise while the Modern Development N.A.P is active.
yfBody_EP09DressShirt no longer has a weird texture in some of the footwear from various packs, especially platform shoes and chunky sneakers.
Had you moved to Cypress Terrace in Willow Creek and found you couldn’t really do anything there? We fixed the routing failures and interaction failures on the Mitey-Mitey Home - Insect Farm.
Snowy Escape
Mountain Climbing can be challenging, even for those experienced. But having indecisive moments before a climbing route like getting off and on your bike constantly seems that a lot of doubt is passing your mind… However, we did speak to these Sims that were experiencing this behavior and calmed their fears and doubts, so this should no longer be an issue.
The hairstyle yfHair_EP10BobBluntOmbre now covers all of the Sim’s ears.
For Simmers who own Seasons together with Snowy Escape, rain options no longer affect snow.
Sims no longer have the option to give a respectful or military introduction during activities such as Dancing or Bike Riding. I mean, I’m not sure about you, but I can’t dance and respectfully introduce myself at the same time. So many falls… so many falls.
We made some corrections to the Slippers that came with this pack and they should no longer display a greenish texture on Sims’ toes when selected in Create a Sim. Yikes.
Fixed an issue in which for some Simmers playing with the Yoshida Hall Household would generate a game crash when loading into Mt. Komorebi.
We took a look at our Ramen menu and have updated our cooking menu to label Miso and Egg Ramen as Vegetarian safe options. Buen Provecho!
Want to run a Restaurant in Yukimatsu but also want to enjoy the slopes? Now your Sims can enjoy the slopes and dine in style. However, this action is only directed, and will not be autonomous. In the same vein, Restaurant employees will not be tempted to leave work to enjoy the slopes.
Journey to Batuu
Batuu is an awesome destination for those who want to enjoy something fun and different, but if you bought a Droid from the Droid Depot and never saw it in your inventory, I know how frustrating it can be. Never fear, the Droids you were looking for will appear now in Inventories when purchased.
In Journey to Batuu, the First Order ID no longer disappears from inventory so Sims now can Access First Order Plans for the Top Notch Trickery Mission.
Fixed an issue with the Leveling the Playing Field Mission in which the Scoundrel Informant would not appear on the scene after Sims stole the Prototype Blaster and went to Oga’s Cantina to wait for the informant.
Dine Out
Eggs and Toast sound super basic and easy right? They will continue to be that way for our unassuming Chefs on the Chef Station since we fixed an issue that made them… challenging. Sims can also use the second burner for other recipes without fail or routing out.
StrangerVille
The Decorations and Kid's categories in Build Mode should no longer have a "New" highlight when there's nothing actually new.
Dream Home Decorator
Lighting can change the ambiance of a room, and your mood in a flash. Luckily we have fixed an issue that lighting was not even on sectional sofas to continue to set the right mood for our Sims.
Our stylists fixed the Sleep ‘N’ Study Styled Room to remove the P.R.I.M.A Computer from it as this is not an item that is accessible for everyone, pardon our dust.
Laundry Day
Fixed an issue where an animation clipped when Sims were loading their laundry machines. Because having your clothes go through you is awkward, are Sims made of fabric? I don’t think so.
Bust the Dust
Don’t need Simoleons, don’t need Fame. Don’t need dinner to have this date. It’s strong and it’s sudden and it’s cruel sometimes but it might just end your night… the power of Dust, that’s the power of Dust.
Our cleaning agents have determined that Sims won’t get romantic negative Moodlets related to filthy levels of dust in public places like parks.
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The Sims 4: New Game Patch (July 20th, 2021)
There’s a new Sims 4 update available for PC/Mac and Consoles. If you have auto updates enabled in Origin’s “Application Settings”, the game will auto-update once you open Origin. If you have auto-updates disabled, you will need to manually update by clicking the game in your library.
Your game should now read: PC: 1.77.131.1030 / Mac: 1.77.131.1230 / Console: Version 1.44
Remove all MODS and Custom Content before updating your game
Hello Simmers!
Hope you are well wherever you are in the world and that you are all having a fantastic Summer of Sims! We are excited to share today’s update with you. There is a lot of info, so make sure you have your tea/coffee/beverage of choice ready to read on. You all know I have my coffee ready for this!
As we continue to get ready to explore the countryside charm of Henford-on-Bagley and cannot absolutely wait to play with the adorable animals in Cottage Living, we also have updates and fixes that should improve and complement your Sims’ everyday life. We have something for everyone and we hope that you all enjoy them. Thank you for all your feedback and support.
Cheers!
-SimGuruRusskii ft. SimGuruRomeo and SimGuruJoAnna
What’s New?
Let’s start with some items that we shared in our last Sims 411!
For this update, we partnered with two talented artists from the LGBTQ+ community, Ashley Lukashepsky, and Mohammed Iman Fayaz, and they have brought their inspiring and beautiful artwork into the game. We have also included the modernized version of the large afro hairstyle that we showed you. But more than tell you about it in text, let me actually attach a screenshot of everything put together:
I love everything about this scene, not only it shows you how the artwork looks in a real game setting, but the whole scene with the two Sims and their surroundings is quite magical. Also, look at that hair! The way the light highlights it, perfection! You may also notice the hair of the Sim on the right, which was also added with this update for everyone. I want to personally thank all Simmers for their feedback and recommendations, as we are continuously working on adding more diverse hairstyles and textures to not only packs, but also to our base game.
Now that we are talking about artwork, the last patch notes I forgot to add the artwork made by the wonderful Jupiter Stevens-Hill. I apologize for that, I totally blanked out. However, I’m happy to see that a lot of you are enjoying it and placing it in your Lots! That makes a very happy Russkii =)
To find Jupiter, Ashley, and Mohammed’s paintings in Build Mode, make sure you take a look at the Paintings and Posters sort and filter by Base Game items. These artists are amazing and we hope you enjoy their creations.
Now, without further ado, let’s get to some new features and improvements that are part of this update!
A little bit of Gallery
When you download a lot made with the bb.moveobjects cheat, the game now notifies you about this so you know to activate the cheat before placing the lot. Builders, this means you won’t need to mention it in the lot’s description anymore!
A little for Sims
Trying to find the Sims in the current neighborhood? Select their portraits in the Relationship Panel.
“Focus the Camera” moves the camera to the Sim.
“Lock the Camera” moves the camera to the Sim and keeps following them.
Where did the Notebook go?
Found it! The Notebook has moved out of the Phone and into its own button for quicker access.
The “Center on Current Lot” button that used to be there has moved to the top right, adjacent to the Camera Controls.
Water Tool
You now can make natural, organic bodies of water! Just head into Build Mode, make a hole with the Terrain Manipulation tool, and fill it with water. It is that easy! The Terrain Manipulation and Paint Tools also have more brush sizes to enable finer detail.
In adding the Water Tool, we also took the chance to overhaul the related tools and object categories. Why not? Enjoy!
Pond Effects
All sorts of critters are available to complete the look of your pond ranging from ducks and swans to pesky mosquitoes. There is even an alligator!
New Pond Objects
Outdoor Water Décor now has an assortment of new Pond Objects to decorate the perfect pond. Some of these objects such as the Bog Log and Colorful Lily Pads have interactions on them in Live Mode to activate Turtle and Frog effects. The new Fishing Allowed Sign enables you to stock your pond with any fish your Sims have previously caught. Try it out!
New Water Styles
Go beyond the original crystal blue and dreamy magenta water. Additional options range from “Mossy Water” to “Pond Scum” to complete that au natural look.
The Shrubs category includes new plants to complement the water styles: “Green Fern”, “Leaning Not-Grass Grass”, “Not-Grass Grass Sans Inflorescence.”
Gardening with Children
Children now can help out in the garden by planting, watering, and weeding. They build their Mental skill as they garden. The process of purchasing and planting seeds is streamlined as well to make gardening more enjoyable for everyone.
Group Cooking
Cooking no longer is a solo affair. Sims now can cook in groups of up to five Sims including children. Start cooking together by selecting a fridge, stove, or any empty countertop.
Zoomers Food Delivery Service
Are your Sims getting tired of the same old pizza delivery every night? Well, gone are the days of redundant pizza nights. Maybe you are in the mood for pasta primavera or even a fancy steak dinner. All this and more are available courtesy of Zoomer Food Delivery. Order delivery through the phone or the refrigerator and the food will arrive in a jif.
Calendar
The calendar, previously available only with Seasons, now is available with Base Game to see upcoming events such as birthdays, school and work schedules, festivals, and fairs. You even can use it to book events, so it’s time to get to party planning!
Bug FixesConsoles
In Snowy Escape, skiing, sledding, and snowboarding on Bunny Slopes now contribute to the Extreme Sports Enthusiast Aspiration.
Also in Snowy Escape, Sims with high enough Skiing and Snowboarding skills now can enjoy the more advanced slopes. Sims also use the Lift to go to the top of the slopes and not go “the hard way.”
Simmers can now rotate Sims downloaded from the Gallery in Create a Sim. Spin them ‘round, ‘round, Simmers ‘round, ‘round –  like a record ‘round, ‘round, ‘round, ‘round.
The Sims 4
We made some improvements that should help our Simulation lag, particularly on the usage of some computer interactions like playing BlicBlock, along with fishing interactions, which should make the game perform a bit better. Note that this doesn’t entirely fix simulation lag but it should help and it is a step in a good direction.
Fixed an issue in which placing Mirrors directly opposite Doors would create a visual glitch in which walls and borders would disappear around them and well it was quite spooky to be honest, glad we solved that one!
Ever wish your food didn’t expire? I know I do, especially when it comes to traveling and coming back to see a fridge in pristine condition, that is a dream… but alas, it is not meant to be in life or in Sims. Fixed an issue in which traveling didn’t let food expire.
Sims stuck sleeping and couldn’t cancel that interaction? Not a product of a sci-fi film as I thought, but I can say that we have fixed this issue, well I hope.
You want to know how to not make my day, have my coffee brew endlessly but without giving me the coffee! Luckily the issue in-game about the Brew Coffee interaction being stuck has been fixed. Wasn’t it odd? Wait… Sleep and Brew Coffee were stuck in a mysterious loop? SUS.
If your Child Sims suddenly interrupted their computer sessions to draw on the activity table when Inspired, worry not, this should not happen after this update.
Fixed an issue that caused the “Items Removed” pop-up to appear when no items were removed from the game.
Fixed an issue in which setting Lots on Slipshod Mesquite would sometimes generate a crash of the game for some Simmers. The Lot couldn’t handle that much flavor.
Some blush and lipstick opacity sliders are back as they were greyed out.
Step-Parent/Child relationships are no longer missing in the Genealogy Panel. Similarly, other cases of broken families in the Genealogy Panel have been fixed as well. It is all about reconnecting or connecting with what is important.
Platforms will no longer raise in height automatically when creating new walls to intersect part of them.
We also fixed an issue in which if you placed platforms in basement levels and a staircase from the floor to the platforms, it would create this gap or hole in front of the stairs and Sims were not able to route correctly. You know, I have played many platformers in my lifetime, but do you imagine Sims trying to jump those gaps? I mean, I am called JumpFail for a reason… glad we fixed this one!
World view Lots that had some off-centered border have been adjusted.
Toddlers will no longer gain negative Sentiments against their parents randomly, especially the Festering Grudge Sentiment. I should not be laughing at this issue as I type it, I should not…<giggles>
We got word that the camera was malfunctioning and bouncing uncontrollably in some Lots across multiple Worlds. We fixed an issue that caused this, but let us know if there are new instances.
Sometimes Ghosts can be part of our Households if we choose to, however, it is really hard to live with Ghosts that constantly break things, it makes it a bit… unlivable. So our expert team of Simghostologists has communicated with these Ghosts in the non-physical realm and they have agreed to not break everything all the time.
Fixed an issue related to flooring glitches while placing the dance floor or crystal clear flooring.
Went through all the trouble in hiring a Nanny only to have your Toddler get sent to Daycare? More than a schedule conflict I imagine having the Nanny show up and there is no Toddler so what does the Nanny do in this case? Do they leave? Do they stay and wait? I must know… However, This should no longer be an issue.
Fixed an issue where using ‘{}’ (curly brackets)  in renaming objects would make these invisible in lists or UI in general.
Fixed an issue in the Likes and Dislikes section in Create a Sim that had some categories displayed incorrectly (either cut off, or words broken apart in new lines incorrectly) for some languages.
There was a clipping issue with the eye preset ymAsian13_Eyes that occurred when Sims were in extreme emotion, like Angry, and blinked. We adjusted this preset so this should not occur.
Toddlers can be picky eaters, but Toddlers not eating any fish recipe? That is suspicious, so we had a chat with the little angels and we have found a way to help them enjoy the complex flavors of our fish recipes.
Our UI team has fixed an issue in which a scrollbar appeared in the Sentiment section in the Relationship Panel when there were no sentiments. The mysterious scrollbar was mysterious. Similarly, they have also fixed an issue in which if multiple Sims gained sentiments together their thought bubbles look quite not right with the incorrect colors, so now they should look proper.
The Likes and Dislikes icon in Create a Sim will no longer overlap its text. It looked weird, honestly.
Droids (if you own Journey to Batuu) and Drones (if you own Get Famous) clipping into all kinds of objects in Build Mode? We saw that too, so there should be a fix for that in this game update. I mean this went beyond just crashing into things…
The option “Join After School Activity” will no longer be available if Simmers don’t have Seasons or Get Famous packs installed.
Sims in deviant paths now can properly reach the Level 4 of the Criminal Career.
Now, this is one that made my day, Cowplants are now able to dance again when Sims play music in front of them. Dance Cowplant, Dance!
Fixed an issue in which relationship points gained by friendly introductions were more than usual if Simmers didn’t have Snowy Escape installed.
We adjusted the color swatches for the S. Cargeaux Counter Island so that when it gets dirty, the counter doesn’t completely change colors. Dirty Counter – who dis?
Fixed an issue where the Scared Emotion UI was displaying a broken pose for Toddlers. The pose was kinda more scary than what the Toddler had been scared of, so glad that is done.
Outfits worn while Purchased and Worn in Festivals/Kiosks/Stalls should no longer remove accessories that were in place for the Sim.
Error code 134:571e5862 that occurred to some Simmers should be fixed now.
We fixed a few hairstyles (yfHair_EP05WavyBob, yfHair_EP01PartedFlat, yfHair_EP05UnderCutDreads, yfHair_EP01ShortSwept, and yfHair_DreamyCrew) that when used with the recently added color options would create splotches in the eyes, change the color of teeth, and/or change the eyelashes color.
As always the Localization team and this author have fixed and improved text across all packs and updates.
Get to Work
Aliens can now enjoy their custom Blush options in Create a Sim. Lewks out of this world!
Retail employees will now appropriately change into their assigned outfits. Listen, I grew up wearing uniforms for school, I get it, sometimes they are not the prettiest… but you have to wear them if you have to go to that establishment. I know the pain too well… but my sense of style grew from that… I think.
We made a fix to some of the swatches from the Barely Better Digital Camera that were missing a description for the item, so now all the swatches will display the text in all its glory.
Get Together
Some of these Sims are not like the others, some of these Sims just don’t belong. Can you tell which are not like the others by the time I finish writing these notes?
Fixed an issue in which some of the rooftops in Winderburg were not displaying Snow (if you own Seasons) correctly.
Fixed an issue where Sims didn’t sometimes change into their Club outfits when a Club Gathering was being held.
City Living
The Scattered Panes window in Build Mode now displays appropriate shadows in all options.
Sims enrolled in the Social Media career will now gain influence at the end of their stream instead of every few Sim-minutes.
Two hairstyles (ymHair_EP03BunHighPins and ymHair_EP03BraidedFlateBun) have been updated to reflect the correct look when choosing the Neutral Black color option.
Your Sims want to shoot some Basketball Close Shots, but they are trying to eat first? Well, now your Sims can finish eating before trying those hoops. Nutrition is important!
Cats and Dogs
We fixed an issue in which whiskers were not being seen applied to Cats. A Cat without whiskers is like Peanut butter without Jelly… or something like that! Just wrong!
Robot Vacuums should all now return to their docks accordingly. I hope this issue was not a sign that they were becoming sentient.
Sims will no longer get a Moodlet referring to the death of their Pet when witnessing the death of another Sim. The loss of a Sim is heartbreaking, but also getting a Moodlet for the death of their Pet when the Pet has not died, that is cold Grimmy, very cold.
Speaking of Robot Vacuums becoming sentient a few lines above, we fixed an issue that made the game crash when Cats would sit on the Robot Vacuum. CatonRobot.exe is now working.
We fixed an issue in which some Simmers experienced a crash with their last played Household loading into Brindleton Bay.
Seasons
Sims were changing into their cold-weather gear… while not in cold weather? We had some conversations with Sims and even though they love their winter outfits, dressing up in full winter gear in the summer was probably not the wisest choice. So the issue in which Sims randomly would change into their winter outfits while not in winter is solved.
Egg Hunts are adorable and fun! But not being able to have the furniture reset after looking for Eggs in them, can be quite the rain on Sims’ parade. But this should no longer occur.
Island Living
Mermaids will no longer keep the “Dried Scales” Moodlet when they are hydrated. Mermaids’ skincare regimen pays off! Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize!
Fixed an issue in which Lots that are placed in the sand looked quite odd displaying all edges of the Lot when it rained.
Sims that have the Collector Aspiration Trait are now able to catch Frogs in Sulani as part of their adventures exploring the island waterfall. Good Luck!
We fixed an issue in which some Simmers experienced game crashes when loading into certain lots in Mua Pe’lam. Happy Exploring!
Discover University
Sims having a hard time in Uni? No matter what they do they keep failing classes? Worry not, Sims will no longer fail classes when meeting all the criteria for course completion. Work hard, pass your classes hard!
Having Roommates can be hard. Have your Sims had Roommates complain constantly and leave even when their needs are met? Yeah, we made it so that Roommates don’t do this any longer.
Fixed an issue in which beds were counted incorrectly when placing an ad for Roommates. I mean, as much as Pets and even Toddlers can live with Roommates, the ad should be truthful to how many beds there are actually in the Lot, not count Toddlers and Pets as needing adult-sized beds.
We fixed Servo animations so that they don’t look like they are walking on one leg when hovering to their destination. Now they will hover properly.
We fixed an issue in which in some instances Professors could not go to work when a Professor NPC is added into that same Household.
Fixed an issue in which removing and adding back Household members as Roommates would create some… inappropriate moments, ahem.
Eco Lifestyle
Evergreen Harbor’s peace has been restored: roads and parts of neighborhoods no longer disappear or turn blue when businesses open in Port Promise while the Modern Development N.A.P is active.
yfBody_EP09DressShirt no longer has a weird texture in some of the footwear from various packs, especially platform shoes and chunky sneakers.
Had you moved to Cypress Terrace in Willow Creek and found you couldn’t really do anything there? We fixed the routing failures and interaction failures on the Mitey-Mitey Home – Insect Farm.
Snowy Escape
Mountain Climbing can be challenging, even for those experienced. But having indecisive moments before a climbing route like getting off and on your bike constantly seems that a lot of doubt is passing your mind… However, we did speak to these Sims that were experiencing this behavior and calmed their fears and doubts, so this should no longer be an issue.
The hairstyle yfHair_EP10BobBluntOmbre now covers all of the Sim’s ears.
For Simmers who own Seasons together with Snowy Escape, rain options no longer affect snow.
Sims no longer have the option to give a respectful or military introduction during activities such as Dancing or Bike Riding. I mean, I’m not sure about you, but I can’t dance and respectfully introduce myself at the same time. So many falls… so many falls.
We made some corrections to the Slippers that came with this pack and they should no longer display a greenish texture on Sims’ toes when selected in Create a Sim. Yikes.
Fixed an issue in which for some Simmers playing with the Yoshida Hall Household would generate a game crash when loading into Mt. Komorebi.
We took a look at our Ramen menu and have updated our cooking menu to label Miso and Egg Ramen as Vegetarian safe options. Buen Provecho!
Want to run a Restaurant in Yukimatsu but also want to enjoy the slopes? Now your Sims can enjoy the slopes and dine in style. However, this action is only directed, and will not be autonomous. In the same vein, Restaurant employees will not be tempted to leave work to enjoy the slopes.
Journey to Batuu
Batuu is an awesome destination for those who want to enjoy something fun and different, but if you bought a Droid from the Droid Depot and never saw it in your inventory, I know how frustrating it can be. Never fear, the Droids you were looking for will appear now in Inventories when purchased.
In Journey to Batuu, the First Order ID no longer disappears from inventory so Sims now can Access First Order Plans for the Top Notch Trickery Mission.
Fixed an issue with the Leveling the Playing Field Mission in which the Scoundrel Informant would not appear on the scene after Sims stole the Prototype Blaster and went to Oga’s Cantina to wait for the informant.
Dine Out
Eggs and Toast sound super basic and easy right? They will continue to be that way for our unassuming Chefs on the Chef Station since we fixed an issue that made them… challenging. Sims can also use the second burner for other recipes without fail or routing out.
StrangerVille
The Decorations and Kid’s categories in Build Mode should no longer have a “New” highlight when there’s nothing actually new.
Dream Home Decorator
Lighting can change the ambiance of a room, and your mood in a flash. Luckily we have fixed an issue that lighting was not even on sectional sofas to continue to set the right mood for our Sims.
Our stylists fixed the Sleep ‘N’ Study Styled Room to remove the P.R.I.M.A Computer from it as this is not an item that is accessible for everyone, pardon our dust.
Laundry Day
Fixed an issue where an animation clipped when Sims were loading their laundry machines. Because having your clothes go through you is awkward, are Sims made of fabric? I don’t think so.
Bust the Dust
Don’t need Simoleons, don’t need Fame. Don’t need dinner to have this date. It’s strong and it’s sudden and it’s cruel sometimes but it might just end your night… the power of Dust, that’s the power of Dust.
Our cleaning agents have determined that Sims won’t get romantic negative Moodlets related to filthy levels of dust in public places like parks.
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Hi everyone! It’s been some crazy few months for me. Real life has taken over completely so I didn’t have a chance to pay attention to my inbox. There are lot of asks on troubleshooting and I apologise for not being able to help on time. I hope everyone who needed help has got it somehow >.< There’s a crazy amount of messages, so I’m going to hide it under the cut.
@shutupshirley said:
Hi Criquette, I’m sorry because this is dumb, but I don’t understand how to install your neighbourhood lighting mod on an installation of Ultimate Collection... do I change out every lighting.txt file I can find across all the expansion and stuff packs? :/
Thank you!!!!
Hi @shutupshirley! I’m not a big specialist on windows version of TS2 and UC but I believe there are two folders you have to look at and they are ‘Fun with Pets’ and ‘Open for Business’
Anonymous said:
What do you imagine residents of Feverfew are called? I keep doing Peruvian but like Ferfewian or some
Oh, yes, I was thinking about this matter at some point! Feverfewian is what I came up with. I even found a wiki article about different names for different town inhabitants to sort of made it up a bit, but I haven’t write down the result I had and now I’ve lost it. I think feverfewians sounds best, it can even have some silly derivatives like ‘fewies’
@3sushiroll said:
Hi Criquette, I'm getting into SC4 and have been getting the hang of it while using the sims 2 hood planner. I've been starting to use bridges and have been using yours. When I put in the tile measurement into the hood planner (ex: 15 tile = 8 in SC4), it doesn't exactly line up in game. Does this usually happen for you and you put in a piece of fake road in the middle or am I just doing it wrong and it should line up super nicely? Thank you for all your wonderful creations!
Hi @3sushiroll! Yes, TS2 parses SC4 roads this way. I always put some decorative road in the gap or I make the shores narrower so that the bride would overlap the road. But to make slopes where the road ends equal, you have to use TS2 terraforming tool to make this flat empty piece of terrain right after the road end into slope so that it would look like the opposite.
Anonymous said:
Hi there, hope you're doing well! I downloaded your simple walkways set and noticed that they float. They don't sit on the ground properly. Is there anything I can do on my end to make them sit closer to the ground? Any help would be appreciated, thank you!
Hey anon! Thank you! Yes, this old set of walkways was made this way. Maxis made neighborhood mode roads float, so I had to do the same with road related decorations. But now you can use these Cobblestone paths or side walks from the Rural Charm, they’re as close to the ground as possible.
Anonymous said:
hey! would it ever be possible for you to create recolors of the cobblestone sidewalks in red brick/cobblestone?
Hi anon! I don’t think so :| I can’t even find the time to fix some Ferverfew related issues >.<
Anonymous said:
Hi Criquette. I liked Feverfew very much. I would like to make some of the houses multi-unit, keeping your doors in place. Is it possible to add the function of apartments to these doors? :)
Hi nonne! As far as I’m aware, you can only default replace those apartment doors which is quite useless. What you can do, is to put an apartment door right behind the front door. This, obviously, would eat up the space but could work as a solution.
Anonymous said:
Hello! I just downloaded Feverview and it's gorgeous! I can't believe all the little details you added, the effort and love you put into this project is incredible. I just had a small question: a few residential lots are fake apartments, I was wondering if you know how to turn them into functional apartments 
Hi anon! I’m glad you liked Feverfew! ^__^ In theory, you can use SimPE or Lot Editor to change lot type from residential to apartment and then implement apartment doors somehow, but since I don’t have AL in my Super Collection, I have zero experience in that.
Anonymous said:
Hi Criquette! :) I just realized recently that if I delete objects in game, I have to delete first the recolors of it. I've already deleted a bunch of objects without knowing about this, so now my downloads folders has houndreds of recolors without meshes. Do you know about anything I can do to find and delete these orphans? (Delphys download organizer just can't make difference)
Hi anon! I’m definitely not a helper on the matter of keeping Downloads folder organised, sorry ^^’‘ I would thing about finding sets of files with similar names keeping eye on the absence of the word ‘mesh’ in the names, and looking at the file size at the same time. And that would take ages, obviously. 
@ardyyy4 said:
Hello Criquette. I love Feverfew so much. But I have a problem. The grass and NHood objects are flickering together and it looks bad. How can i fix it? Thanks.
Hello Arda! That’s because of the neighborhood camera you’re using. I’d recommend you to install this particular camera just to get rid of flickering.
Anonymous said:
Hello! First of great content! Always been a fan! I was wondering if you could give a bit of advice with hood deco, I have downloaded an Ocean floor from Gwenke, and in lot view it only shows up at the very far edges, around my lot it is missing (it does show when render is set to small though). And it shows on beach lots too, I was wondering if you know of way to make it so that it is seen no matter what the view distance is etc? (I have the relevant cheats on btw) Thank you in advance!
Hey nonnie! Thanks :) Have you ticked off object hiding in the settings? Other than that, it could be camera issues.
Anonymous said:
is there a way to stop neighborhood decor from fading? I know there is the „boolprop dontmergenhflora“ cheat, but I still get some fading. for excample when I look at the lot from the street the NH decor by the street fades
That’s definitely sounds like object hiding option from the game settings :}
Anonymous said:
Hey how are you ? I hope all is well. I was wondering how is it that ts2 has no ski deco but in ts1 we had ski slope and skate lake !?? I was wondering can you and the sim community make deco or interactive items such as a ski slope or even snow shoes or just something that goes with seasons n BV pack ?
Hello anon! I hope you’re well too! Ski slope and winter sports related decos is something I wanted to make since 2016, but never had enough time to do so. Sometimes I even think about available TS2 technologies to make an animated ski lift and umm.. may be in the next ten years? ^^’‘
Anonymous said:
hello!! i'm sorry if u already answered something like this (i searched but found nothing) but the better nightlife isn't working for me :(( i put the better nightlife+voielle water on download fold and the decorations still flashing in pink light, i did something wrong? (i use win10) sorry for the inconveniente
Hey anon! Sometimes you have to do these weird steps in order to make it work:
remove Better Nightlife + water mod from your downloads folder,
load the game, load the neighborhood, make some changes, exit game
put Better Nightlife with water back. Toggle day/night with ‘L’ key to see if it works. If it’s not, than the problem is somewhere else. Pink flashing also could be unrelated to Better Nightlife, so I’d recommend to check TS2 graphics setting for Win10 manuals available.
Anonymous said:
Hello there, I'm having a problem with the rural charm, on lot view the roads have yellowish boards (idk how to explain exactly). I saw that was because of CuriousB terrain, but I don't have it downloaded anymore so I'm kinda confused. What should it be? Sorry for bothering,,,
Hello, anon! What’s current season you’re having in your game? It can be the season lighting differences that make roadside and terrain grass colors different. If it’s not, I’d check the Downloads folder to see if there’s still some terrain DRs I’ve forgot about.
@pinkflamingosims said:
Hi criquette! I was wondering if you have any idea why some hood deco cc crashes on mac, like palm 1 to 4 from the tropical 4t2 set by leoz94. Leoz94 says the only difference is the high polycount, but I don't think that's it, it looks a bit high to me but not insanely so, I have  other stuff in that range with no problem... Have a nice - evening?
Hey @pinkflamingosims! I hope you’re doing well! Yes, some hood decos are really make the game crash and frankly speaking, I think that’s jsut package related issues like broken references in the resource tree. The best way to fix this type of hood decos is to make a clean and stable new clone and replace mesh/textures again.
Anonymous said:
Hello and thank you for amazing Feverfew map! I have a problem... ground is flashing red and I cannot fix it, do you have solution for this problem? It's been soooo long when I last played Sims 2 so apparently I did something wrong when installed CC. :(
Hello anon! Thank you! Oh, red flashing could be the result of lighting mod not being installed correctly. I’d start with getting rid of any lighting mods to see if it helps.
@marv61​ said:
Hi Criquette. I just downloaded your terrain of Forkshire, it looks great! I know it has been since 2009 that you uploaded the terrain but I was wondering if you have a completed Neighborhood with houses, trees and all for download? I would love to play your version. Thanks.
Hi Patchman! Oh, goodness no! :D That was 12 years ago, those TS2 files are long gone since then.
Anonymous said:
Hi Criquette, first things first, I love your work thank you so much, you inspire me! Now the question: I have been using the dirt roads from your Rural Lanes set and found that sometimes it is difficult if not impossible to fit them to the slopes of steep terrain. Would it be possible to instead create road pieces as a texture like your Neighborhood Decals? That way they would "stick" onto the terrain regardless of shape. Wondering what you think? Love!
Hello and thank you, anon! The problem with the decals – we can’t see it in lot mode yet. And it must be a DR only so we’d have to ditch one of the Maxis’ decals for dirt road, which isn’t great too.
Anonymous said:
Hi Criquette! Will Betternightlife mod ever be updated to work with lighting mods with dawn and dusk? Is there any that already works with it? I really want to use the light up hood decos!
Hey anon! You can use it with lighting mods that add dusk and dawn to the game. For instance, there’s one here by @dreadpirate​.
Anonymous said:
Hey Criquette! I recently used your template to make lit-up hood deco buildings using the Better Nightlife mod. The day text was great! However, the night texture was being clipped by the day texture. That is, some parts of the day texture was showing through the night texture. Is there a fix for this?
Hello nonnie! I’d recommend to check the meshes to see if day/night parts clip through each other and if they aren’t I’d check if all the day/night TXMT data is correct.
@criquette​ said:
I've installed Fewerfew following all your istructions. Apparently it works but the night lamps are flashing pink even ig I've installed the mod better night light. It seems that this mod does not work properly. Any recommendation?
Being Criquette, you should know the solution to that issue yourself :P Just kidding, sorry, couldn’t resist! If it flashes pink only by night than you have to check your ‘Downloads’ folder for conflicts. If it’s flashing constantly day and night, than I’d better check graphics setting using some windows related guides available across the Internet.
Anonymous said:
Hello, I love Feverfew and it's amazing. I have a problem where Linden Tree 1A isn't showing up in my game even though it's in my downloads folder. Also the railroad tracks are flashing blue, and those are in my folder too. Thanks in advance!  :)
Hello anon! What type of the trees you’re using? Stand alone or default ones? If you’re using defaults, you can find the trees under Maxi’s oaks accordingly. As for the flashing blue railway tracks, check if you have this set in your ‘Downloads’ folder :)
Anonymous said:
Hello Criquette, before asking for help, I came to say that the Brazilian community loves your creations. But, to get to the point, anyway, I have been thinking about creating a Hood (inspired by Rio de Janeiro), so I would like to know how to create Deco Hoods for my game (the statue of Christ), I can't find that anywhere, Would you help me?
Hi there! Ah, most kind, thank you ^^ Well, there’s no big deal in creating hood decos. You have to switch your SimPE to advanced mode and after that neighborhood decoration will be visible in the catalogue to be cloned. I assume you already know how to make lot mode objects and know how to create, edit or convert meshes/textures though.
@hideshio​ said:
Hello! I found your train set (and it's AMAZING) on mts and was wondering if you had a railroad crossing sign? With the lights, X, and the red/white hand that goes down. Or the lights that go across a pole above the railroads. Thank you!  =D
Hello @hideshio​! Well, there is a railway crossing sign with lights and red/white hand included in this set :D it’s not animated though. But still!
Anonymous said:
Hi criquette, I’m a huge admirer of you work and I was wondering if you had any advice regarding road placement. Specifically the difficulty of road pieces that are deco only being able to be placed underneath the actually roads leaving it looking a little off.. if there a way to raise them higher before placing them or some kind of work around? 
Hey anon, thank you! Unfortunately, there’s no way to make decorative road pieces work for lot mode and neighborhood mode at the same time. If you lift them so they look okay in hood mode, they will float in the air in lot mode. Since my latest creations are lot mode oriented, I’ve decided to save my efforts on making road pieces even with neigborhood mode roads.
Anonymous said:
Hey Criquette. I noticed that in my Feverfew none of the buildings across the street of Feverfew Sports Hall show up. I know those are supposed to be hood deco and look like duplex buildings, but I can't figure out what I'm missing. I deleted and redownloaded everything and couldn't fix it. Also the river ends at the first bridge in front of the cathedral, so the boats next to it appear to be flying. What is going on?
Hey anon! There’s definitely some files missing. If you’ve checked and redownloaded all the files, try to replace the Feverfew neighborhood folder with initial one. The game never restores disappeared hood decos by itself. Even if they were placed in the folder after their absence is discovered.
@simping-simmer​ said:
Hi Criquette, am I remembering correctly that there is a trick you can do with SimPE to change the height of individual pieces of hood deco? I’m struggling with putting ships in my dock because if I change a CC ship’s placeability to be able to be on both land and sea, it just sinks, but if I only keep it on sea, it can’t get close enough to the shore to place it in my docks. Does this make sense at all? Lol
Hello @simping-simmer​, you’re absolutely right. You can change the height of placed hood decos via SimPE. Things you need to do are described here and here
Anonymous said:
Hello! I love all your work.  I was wondering if you had ever thought of making some desert roads along the lines of the Terrain Mod: Dusty Roads for Desert Neighbourhoods by Stev84? I love the way this looks in my desert, but unfortunately, this mod makes the road in live mode a floor, which then makes you unable to place driveways.
Hey anon! Thanks ^^ Frankly, I don’t have any plans on creating any desert related CC at all :|
Anonymous said:
Hello Criquette. I would like to thank you for all the amazing work you have done creating content for sims 2. Thanks to you all my projects are possible. My question is: Chainlink fences for neighborhood deco... Do they exist? Searching the web these past day only found for build mode. Do you know of someone who already make some for deco hood? Or kindly will you be able to make some if its not much work? My sports fields and Industrial zones will be pleased for sure! Once again, thank you! :)
Hey anon and thank you! I don’t think hood deco chainlink fences were created by someone yet, but they definitely would be a great addition to the game. I was going to create some while working on Feverfew, but never had enough time to do that. May be i’ll make one at some point in the future!
Anonymous said:
Hello, Criquette. Do you know of any way to place lots without the area around it moving? I downloaded Ousmeo's remake of your Dullsfielde and read his og post using the waytime machine. When viewing that post, Tumblr recommended similar posts, one of which seemed to be a tip to prevent good deco from moving when placing lots nearby, but that post wasn't archived, so I can't visualise it. My guess is that if anyone else knows about this, it must be the best hood decorator that ever was ;-)
Hello anon! Ugh, this TS2 ‘feature’ is driving me mad quite often too! Unfortunately, there’s no easy way to get rid of it. The only way to fix the consequences is to backup initial hood folder and when you finish placing lots, replace spoiled terrain with the initial one with SimPE or HoodReplace.
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cateringisalie · 3 years
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Village: Resident Evil ramblings
(Some spoilers)
Ethan Winters is a goddamn idiot.
I say this without a shred of nostalgia; I first encountered him in RE7 and feel less than nostalgic towards the guy. RE7 without the benefit of the former entrants was a FPS horror and pretty good. Though you couldn’t escape that the characters you remembered were the Baker family and Mia; Ethan was a walking camera with a gun and some very simplistic emotional responses (fear, rescue wife, escape, swear occasionally). Having now run through the whole sequence of games, Ethan stands out starkly as the blandest and least interesting protagonist the series ever produced. He is possibly worse than Piers. Village updates Ethan’s personality. A bit. Well. Not really. Still got that fear, still got the swearing. Still got a mind to escape. But rather than rescue his wife, it’s about rescuing his daughter. I mean; Mia was gunned down and shot a further 9000 times by infuriating series stalwart Chris Redfield a little under ten minutes into the game proper. Not that Ethan really comes to terms with the trauma. By minute fifteen of the game the van you’ve been shoved in by Chris (who doesn’t shoot you for no reason he feels like explaining) has crashed and Ethan’s daughter is missing. Mourning Mia doesn’t actually enter into Ethan’s thought process. Goddamn idiot. Not to say that life with Mia was exactly picturesque; a few years after RE7 the couple are now somewhere nebulous in Eastern Europe in a very lovely house with a distressing number of empty wine bottles in the kitchen. A happy marriage this does not seem to be given Mia doesn’t want to get into the events of RE7 anymore, but Ethan does – but also failing to understand that the cover-up of the incident might be why no one is talking much about the whole mess in Louisiana and that bringing it up both distresses and angers Mia. But; the inciting incident has occurred and we’re propelled into our new scenario. Ethan; once again fish out of water, and its not like we have a choice. This is not to say Village does not repeat the same narrative trick of changing POV character, but there is both less of that, and the Half-Life-style regimented first person view jarringly completely goes out the window in the last quarter. It was less than consistent at points, but sparingly when occasionally and jarringly camera angles shifted to depict an introduction. But the game is also perfectly happy to render whole FPS sequences with gun visible and everything as it plays out a story beat, so... I don’t know? Fortunately Ethan’s environment and the setting are much more interesting. The unnamed Village is a satisfying knot of tangled streets, locked doors and environmental obstacles. Enemies don’t respawn per se, but additional enemies are added on subsequent visits to the effective hub of the game. There’s livestock to kill and give the Duke – the merchant playing a similar role to the pirate-like guy from RE4. Duke’s an entertaining character (some have objected to his physical and hugely overweight depiction); chatty and far more knowing than he will let on. He has a dangling thread come the end so perhaps will reappear elsewhere. He’ll sort the gun upgrades, supplies, let you sell treasure and point you towards your next destinations. Which is just as well as the human population of the village dies out somewhere between the first and second hour. No one left and any futile attempts to save people end in almost hilariously disastrous tragedies (no Ethan, don’t go higher in a building that is on fire). Leaving you with Lycans, zombies and gargoyles to fend off. Occasionally there’s some bigger foes on the level of the Executioner from RE5 but nothing on the level of the Tyrants. That kind of thing is left to the Village Lords. The villagers – before they all die – have a curiously unfamiliar religion and praise a figure known as Mother Miranda. She reportedly kept the village safe, but something has changed and now the Lycans run amok and without restraint. Not hard to pin that the reason for the change is Rose’s arrival (or could it be Ethan? COULD IT? No. Man is a goddamn idiot). The only door out of the village you can open is to Castle Dimitrescu and... It feels unnecessary to even get into what awaits. Given fandom have been so noisy about the tall lady and her vampiric daughters since the first trailer. She is so very, very tall. The castle is the first mode of Village. Possibly closest to RE7; Dimitrescu’s daughters are vulnerable based on certain environmental details (read the notes!) but otherwise should be fled from. Dimitrescu herself is invulnerable to everything bar one weapon and you need to work at getting that, so she needs to be fled from. Otherwise, explore the castle, find treasure. Sneak. Solve puzzles. It all looks suitably gorgeous and you get multiple chances to see if as you loop through the rooms and unlock more doors. The Village macro mechanics wrought as micro here. There’s a canny hint at a late reveal in the blunt utility of in-game mechanics to be had too. But – really should have been obvious given their prominence in the trailer – given Castle Dimitrescu is the first level, it means we must say goodbye to the very Tall Lady with knife hands and move onto someone else. In between levels, we get the first reinforcement of a tease from the trailer; the symbol of the Umbrella corporation. Its engraved into a location called the Ceremony Site. Its daubed on a cave wall as high as the Tall Lady. Its on the strange structure you insert the yellow flasks each Village Lord guards. And it means... almost nothing. RE's meta-plot has always been a mess and everyone’s favorite pharmaceutical company hasn’t been so active for a while, so the idea that we might be getting into some interesting weirdness with them again is oh so appealing. And yet – I was disappointed. Despite the repeated glimpses of the familiar white and red logo, the connection ultimately comes down to one letter I found at about 7/8s of the way through. Oswell Spencer – founder of the company – visited the Village years ago and saw the cave painting and adopted it as his logo. Oh. That’s... underwhelming. The same letter does at least prod at wiring Village’s latter reveals into the formation of the company along with tying in some parts of RE5 but if you thought this would be the company or the family dynasty origins or anything like that, you are in for a disappointment. It’s a tease and one that goes nowhere and does little. Oh we might now see how Spencer got into the whole inadvertent zombie making mess but its not a factor in the plot of this game nor does it really change the stakes of the previous. Perhaps I should be glad it’s so frivolous given other retcons in certain other franchises, but it feels so suspect to have drawn the attention and then shuffle the implications out the side-door. At least the other village lords have their own appeals. The second level is RE once again stealing PT (the PS4 demo to announce Silent Hills) given Konami outright don’t care about it anymore. Stripped of your guns and inventory, it’s a claustrophobic puzzle level requiring you to hide with mechanics familiar to both Evil Within and Alien Isolation. That same loop of rooms as you seek out puzzle solutions and hide from a staggeringly distressing malevolent entity. The third is combat light until the final confrontation; the fight staged in a flooded village – oh and Chris who still doesn’t shoot you but refuses to explain anything. And the fourth cheats. Heisenberg is thoroughly entertaining and grabs two levels for his own; an assault on a stronghold and his horrible cyborg factory outside of town. He has Magneto metal powers. Heisenberg is the camp villain to outdo the other camp villains. He’s having fun, he kinda likes Ethan and is oddly on his side. He found time to put together massive signposts to direct Ethan onto the last two levels (a good thing too given his lack of sense). But both levels are lacking. The Stronghold is a relentless firefight against hoards of mook enemies; the factory is overly long and maze-like. I am as tired as Ethan when he exclaims “What more?” And after Heisenberg is dealt with; the long, convoluted lurches to the ending. First person goes out the window. The game dabbles in characters toying with your understanding of what was going on but in a strangely limited way and completely ignoring the other implications of the reveal. Suddenly you mow down more and more enemies than ever before, bullets scarcely a concern. The final reveals of who/what/where/how come through. Not exactly explicable for what’s on-screen, but the effort’s been made to tie Village’s overt supernatural tendencies back into a world setup in RE. Its not magic and those are not truly werewolves. And the villain’s motivation is! Hugely disappointing. Connected as it is to the Umbrella letter, you might hope for something completely out there, but its unsatisfying and feels pretty sexist too. Or at least lacking in imagination to an astonishing degree and yet here we are. The game feels sloppiest as the final boss fight arrives flitting between characters without the shaky but workable character hand-offs RE7 deployed. Back in first person mode to talk to Duke one last time before engaging in.... a relatively simple boss fight. All the boss fights have been pretty easy – there’s nothing on the level of RE6’s sometimes horrendous contextual fights, or the annoying two-player RE5, nor the demanded accuracy of hitting specific weak-points as in RE7. And I don’t mind that. Unload all your weapons and keep your health up. And victory. There are fix-it fics already, but really, I don’t see the point in trying to fix the issue these people have. There’s an obvious setup for a game past this one with a strange throw-away reveal in the end-sequence (whither RE9, Revelations 3 or something else there are no clues as yet). There’s a spoiler for the sting given the end-credits lists a character who didn’t appear in the main game. The sting itself might wind up drawing on the sting from Revelations 2. Village is not RE at its best, but is at least more in the spirit of goofy, campy nonsense than 7. It at least is more at home with playing with the trappings of horror while not actually trying to be outright scary. As with 7, the villains are more interesting and more memorable than the good guys. And – as I found out after completing the game – we were robbed of Ada Wong dressed up like a Bloodborne character somewhere in the game. And that I think is the biggest shame of all this.
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jksmoongf · 5 years
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Kissing Fire [pt. 11]
Pairing: Jungkook x reader x girlfriend (oc) Genre: cheater!AU, angst, smut Wordcount: 11.4k Warning: smut, lies, heartbreak and more lies and maybe fluff if you squint
Summary: It always feels like there is only one person in the world to love. And then you find somebody else.
a/n: I don’t condone cheating on your s.o., so please don’t read if you have a problem with this! (also I’m not saying this is something Jungkook would actually do!) **a/n: thank you for your patience, angels! 💗 It’s been a while and I hope anyone still reads this <3 (also idk what happened to the og upload but it was kinda weird -.-)  I’m also dedicating this chapter to my sweet @struggleofarmy​!!! You helped me so much and without you, I probably wouldn’t have finished it! thank you for everything! 💗 ily  Warning chapter 11: none, it’s just an angsty mess!!! (profanities, maybe?)
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Jungkook closed the microwave door on the leftover food; her eyes glued to his pretty face as his lips puckered into a kissy-shape, trying to set the temperature and the time before pressing the start button. He turned around, locking eyes with her. “We have exactly 3 minutes and 45 seconds.” He wiggled his brows but a strange feeling of embarrassment washed over her, making her cheeks flush that he caught her staring. “Noona, do I have something on my face?” Jungkook mused, mouth curving upwards into a smile. Shaking her head no, she hoped the color would soon disappear from her face. “So where were we before you said you were hungry?” He closed the distance between them quickly, trapping her between his body and the counter. The warmth that radiated off him as his face got closer and closer with every blink, made her feel all fuzzy as his fingertips gently trailed up her arms, over her shoulders and up her neck until he cupped her face. The pads of his thumbs softly caressing her skin when his lips ghosted over her own. She knew this was supposed to be a sweet and tender moment shared between just the two of them but she just couldn’t help herself.  She crashed her lips onto Jungkook’s; feeling the smile tugging on the corners of his mouth while she so desperately tried to get a taste of him. Her hands tangled in his messy dark hair, pulling him closer to her as their tongues gently nestled against each other. He sighed into her mouth when her fingers gently scratched over his scalp. Maybe, just maybe, they could ditch the food and go back to his room for a little while and just indulge in a heavy make-out session where she was sure he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself for more than a few seconds. 
But the repeated beeping of the microwave made them separate sooner than expected.
With a groan, she blindly reached for her phone next to the pillow where she had placed it after being on FaceTime with Jungkook just hours ago. She knew that in the morning, she would regret not listening to him when he repeatedly told her to sleep and get plenty of rest before work. 
But talking to him was so much more important than sleeping; she just loved listening to him talk about his day, especially after an exciting event like the night before. Sometimes, it scared her that he was often surrounded by pretty girls who were a lot more talented than she was; leaving her to wonder why he had chosen her instead of someone who perfectly understood all his struggles. But at the end of the night he called her to whisper sleepy I love you’s or FaceTime until they both fell asleep. 
[Jungkook - 4:12am] 
Ah noona, I already miss you! Sleep well and have a good day at work! Text me whenever you can! Can’t wait to see you when your shift is over! I love you (∩˃o˂∩)♡
Her grip tightened around the phone, pressing it to her chest, she kicked her legs and muffled a squeal into the plush bunny he had given her. Jungkook was always so sweet; he must have known how happy it would make her to be waking up to a text from him but after reading the text over and over, her eyes darted to the time on top of the screen. 
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” She cursed under her breath, trying to free herself from the confinement of the two blankets and the robe she was wearing. In a hurry she put on her work uniform and got ready to leave, running just a few minutes late. 
Shoving the last bite of a banana into her mouth; she put on her denim jacket before slipping on her black patent-leather shoes with the small dainty gold buckle. 
As if the devil himself was chasing her down the street, she ran as fast as she could to catch her train to Hongdae and just in time she squeezed through the door right as it was about close, the hem of her skirt almost getting caught. 
She leaned against the door on the opposite side, catching a glimpse of her reflection. The wind had caused a few strands of hair to get loose, making her bun look messy. While trying to tuck the hair back to where it belonged, she pulled out her phone, finally having enough time to reply to Jungkook. 
[y/n - 10:33 am] 
I miss you too, Kookie! My shift ends at 6pm so I can come over after. I’ll bring food for you and the boys! Just let me know what you want, you know I get a discount so don't hold back! I love you too! 
[y/n - 10:35M] 
Btw, I should have listened to you when you told me to sleep. I’m so tired but also so excited to see you later. I hope you slept well, baby! 
After locking the screen, she let her eyes wander around the cart. A group of teenage girls, all gathered around one phone caught her attention. 
“Is that really him? It can’t be.” One of them whispered-yelled, immediately covering her mouth with her hands after one of her friends slapped her arm and scolding her. 
“Of course it is him. It’s his voice and those are definitely his hands. Haven’t you seen the other one?” 
The vibration, signaling a new text, made her flinch at first but her heart started racing, only to be disappointed that it wasn’t Jungkook - just a coworker sending a meme to the group chat. Yet, she went back to his chat, carefully scanning the messages she had sent to him - they had not been delivered yet. Reminding herself that he sometimes put his phone on airplane mode so nobody would disturb his slumber. 
Four hours had passed and she was finally on her break, sitting in the small back room where they kept their personal belongings during shifts. 
Her heart sank when she saw that Jungkook still had not replied; it was unlike him to keep her waiting for so long. At this hour, he surely wouldn’t still be asleep, not when he had moaned about having to go to a company meeting today. Even her attempts at calling him were left unanswered; the calls going straight to voicemail. 
A whirlwind of panic started to stir up in her stomach; what if he changed his mind and didn’t want to see her anymore? The past few days had been so chaotic and draining that she couldn’t silence the small voice in the back of her mind that kept telling her that it was all too good to be true. 
Nails clicking on the screen; she hastily pulled up Taehyung’s chat. 
[y/n - 2:12pm] 
Tae (: do you know where Jungkookie is? I wanted to ask him about editing a pic for me but he’s not responding to my messages. I’ll see you later <3 
“Y/n, Myung-Jun hyung says your lunch is ready! Come eat.” With a sigh, she followed her coworker to the kitchen, sitting down at the small table for the restaurant staff. It was odd that she was so worried about Jungkook not replying, but the uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right anchored itself in her chest. 
Halfheartedly she picked at the food in front of her; maybe she was overreacting and Jungkook had just forgotten to turn airplane mode off or he left in a rush, leaving his phone at the dorms. Either way, she had her mind set on checking up on him after her shift. 
Jungkook’s bare feet made the floor creek as he entered the living room, the hushed conversations he had faintly been hearing on his way, immediately died down. His brothers looking at him like he was a species from a different planet, not one of them looking happy to see him. 
“Sit.” Yoongi gestured towards a chair from the kitchen table that they had put out, just for him apparently - making him feel like he was a police interrogation. “Management will be here any minute now.” 
Jungkook gave a small nod, sitting down on the wooden chair. He knew the heating was on but the room seemed to be freezing cold when no warm laughter filled the air and every single one of the member's faces seemed to be laced with concern. 
“Can I have my phone back?” His eyes were focused on the electronic device on the coffee table, still not understanding why they took it from him to begin with. He just wanted to see if y/n had texted him; maybe talk to her on the phone for a bit during her break- longing to hear her voice and the sweet coos of his nickname. Not talking to her for almost seven hours, seemed like torture to him now that they were finally able to be together and be happy.  
“No, we were told not to give it to you.” Seokjin said calmly, his index finger tapping on the armrest of the sofa in a familiar rhythm. 
Letting out a frustrated groan, Jungkook rolled his eyes. 
“You know I’m not a kid anymore, you can’t just take my stuff from me like you’re my parents.” His bottom lip jutted out into a small pout; contradicting his previous statement perfectly. 
“Oh, it is very apparent that you’re not a kid anymore…” Hoseok scoffed under his breath but before Jungkook could answer, he heard the front door open and manager Sejin’s voice echoed from the hallway. 
“Change the code and then join us in the living room.” 
Jungkook always admired how tall his favorite manager was but the grim expression on his face made his usual soft eyes, dark and a little scary. “Perfect, you’re all here.” 
“Taehyung is in his room. I’ll go get him.” Jimin jumped over the back of the sofa and rushed down the corridor. 
“Then we’ll wait.” Sejin sat down next to Namjoon, who had been too wrapped up in his thoughts to pay any attention to the things that were happening around him, only snapping out of his thoughts momentarily to mumble a greeting. 
Jimin knocked on the door, only seconds later Ha-na’s muffled voice indicated that it was okay for him to come in. At the sight of his best friend sitting cross-legged on the bed, wiping his cheeks with his sleeve, his heart cramped up painfully. 
Ha-na had her arm wrapped around her boyfriend’s shoulders, holding his left hand tightly in her own, whispering softly in his ear. 
“Management is here to talk to Jungkookie, Sejin-nim wants you to come, too.” He said quietly, when the younger one looked up with puffy eyes, the tip of his nose red from crying. 
“I don’t want to…I just want to stay here…” He was about to lie down and pull the duvet over his body when Ha-na stopped him. 
“I’ll come with you and if it gets too much, we can just go back to your room, okay, baby?” She said softly, cupping his face, to dim the flow of tears for a second with her thumbs. 
“Ha-na, I’m sorry but you can’t come. It’s just…” 
She nodded. “No, I get it. Just the group and management.” Pulling Taehyung to his feet, she grabbed Jimin’s wrist. “Just go with Jimin-ah, he’ll make sure you’re doing alright.” 
“Of course I will.” Jimin gently took Taehyung’s much larger hand in his, giving it a tight squeeze. 
“But I don’t wanna see him…” The hurt in his voice made Jimin’s eyes tear up. A few hours earlier when he had found out from Hoseok what had happened during the night, he knew that Taehyung would take it the hardest - two of the people he was closest to, had been shamelessly lying to his face for months, completely shattering every ounce of trust he used to have in them. 
“You can just look at me the entire time, okay?” Ruffling his hair, he finally managed to pull Tae into the living room, where the air felt suffocatingly thick, making it hard to take deep breaths. 
“Hyung,” Jungkook addressed Tae who looked like he had been crying. “Is everything okay? What’s wrong?” 
Did something happen to Taehyung? Why had he been crying? Jungkook just didn’t understand what was happening; why was nobody telling him why they all looked so worried? 
Finally, Sejin cleared his throat - he was sitting closest to Jungkook, resting his elbows on his knees. 
“All of you know why we are here…” He addressed the room, while the other members silently nodded, the youngest vehemently shook his head, making the manager adjust his position to face him. 
“I’m not here to tell you what to do, the boss wants to speak to you tomorrow in person about all of this. I’m just here to inform you of the next steps we’re going to take.” 
“For goodness sake, what have I done?” He asked, feeling the blood in his veins starting to boil out of frustration of being left in the dark. 
“You didn’t tell him?” 
“N-no, we thought it would be best if you told him…” Namjoon said quietly, not making eye contact with Jungkook, who so desperately needed comfort and reassuring from his older brother. 
The leader’s demeanor worried him, Namjoon was usually the first to speak up about any concerns he had - never afraid to voice what was going on in his head to his members. Now that he was keeping quiet; buried underneath a smothering mountain of thoughts, he wasn’t able to handle the situation like he always did. 
“Jungkook-ah..” Sejin pulled out his phone, tapping on the screen a few times before handing it to him. “That is you, correct?” 
Jungkook’s body turned to stone, his insides twisted in an abundance of knots, uncertain whether he would ever be able to untie them again. Heart hammering against his ribcage; his vision got blurry as he stared at the phone, watching the video he filmed in that hotel room. His own moans blaring from the tiny speaker, repulsed him, forcing bile up his esophagus. 
“Jungkook! Ya!” Hoseok snapped his fingers, trying to get the youngest attention when the next video started playing. 
“I-I-… h-how?” He muttered, watching himself go down on y/n. 
“We don’t know. We have people trying to take the videos down and find out who put them on the internet.” Sejin took the phone from him. 
“Once it’s on the internet, you will never be able to take them all down.” Yoongi shook his head, habitually picking at the skin of this thumb. 
“Jungkook what were you thinking taking those videos? You know how important your image is. Why would you risk it all?” 
“Looks like he wasn’t doing much thinking at all...all the blood his brain needed to make a rational decision was a little further down south...” It seemed like a lighthearted comment, masked a joke but Jungkook knew that Hoseok indeed wasn’t messing around. 
He tried hard to swallow the lump in his throat but it just wouldn’t go down. 
“I-It was just supposed to be between me and…” For a second, Taehyung’s eyes met his and he just couldn’t bring himself to say her name out loud. 
Now he finally knew why one of his best friends had been crying; he had to find out from strangers on the internet that two of his best friends had been slowly ramming a knife into his back. He watched as Jimin pulled Taehyung to his chest, who looked like he was about to burst into tears again. 
“Jungkook…” 
His brain was slowing down tremendously, not able to form an articulate sentence that would explain the whole situation. 
“So you and y/n thought it would be a good idea to take those videos for what reason?” Sejin folded his arms, eyeing the youngest intently over the rims of his glasses. 
“Y/n…” He breathed out her name. “How is she? Is she okay? Has anyone talked to her?” Jumping up from the chair, he frantically looked at the other members who suddenly found their knees oddly interesting. “I have to go. I have to talk to her and make sure, she’s okay.” 
“Sit down! You’re not going anywhere! The press is waiting outside, it’s been all over the news this morning!” 
“W-what?” He slumped down in the chair, his fingers harshly pulling at his own hair. “I have to check on y/n…” 
“I’m sorry, Jungkook but that’s not possible.” 
“At least let me text her.” He pleaded, tears brimming in his eyes. 
“You can’t do that either. We had a meeting in the morning and we can’t let you see her or talk to her again. This concerns the whole group, we cannot risk any more damage to your image. The fans are freaking out, the press is trying to dig up more dirt while asking the company for a statement regarding the videos. You made a whole mess. What were you thinking?” 
Jungkook kept quiet under the drilling eyes of the seven men around him. If they reported about it on the news then he was sure his family had seen it too and were worried about him or worse; they had to carry the burden of being ashamed of their son. But he had to push those feelings on the back burner for now. 
“I-I wasn’t… it’s just something we did sometimes when we were together.” 
“Wait, what about Yina?” Jin chimed in, looking more confused now that the truth was out in the open. 
“I broke up with her a few days ago because I love…love y/n.” Subconsciously his fingers started picking at the little fuzz on his cheek, harder than he had ever done it before. Saying it out loud to the people who had always cared for him so deeply, felt so wrong under these circumstances. He wanted them to know that being with her wasn’t a spur of the moment thing. That he didn’t just break up with Yina because y/n seemed more exciting and new - he truly loved her but he felt like they wouldn’t understand. 
“When did this all start?” 
He focused his eyes on the floor, his ears were feeling hot and redness crept up his face. He didn’t want to tell them, he didn’t want them to know what he had done without any of them knowing. The last thing he wanted was for them to find out and change the way they looked at him. They always doted on him, making sure he was okay and felt loved from a very young age, and he had betrayed them all; the six boys who raised him. Jungkook didn’t want them to think that they failed because he made poor choices along the way. 
“Answer the question.” Taehyung’s voice was cold, sending shivers down his spine. 
Trying to buy a little more time; he cleared his throat. 
“I don’t know the exact date…but it’s been months” He whispered, guilt numbing his senses - at this moment he knew that everything would change; they wouldn’t take care of him anymore, they wouldn’t make sure he was tucked in and had enough to eat during the day. He wasn’t a baby anymore and certainly not the shy teenager they had all grown to love so much.  
Telling them made him feel awful like someone had punched him repeatedly in the stomach. 
He couldn’t bear the thought of looking at them; their disappointment erecting itself in front of him like a monster that was about to swallow him whole.
Taehyung stood up, his shaking hands balled into fists. 
“You disgust me. You two deserve each other.” Pushing past Yoongi, he tried to leave the room but Jungkook jumped up from his seat - he had to fix things, he couldn’t just let him walk out without at least trying to make amends.  
“Hyung, please I’m so sorry. Please forgi-..” He tried reaching for the older one’s arm but he crudely swatted his hand away. 
“Do.Not.Touch.Me.” His deep voice was laced with venom, Jungkook’s bottom lip quivered when their eyes met, not being used to the tone that was filled with so much disgust, disappointment and hurt. He could see all the pain and anger Taehyung was feeling from being lied to that he just wanted to beg for forgiveness but it was too late. 
“Do I have to listen to this shit or can I go?” He turned to face their manager. 
“Ya! Taehyungie, don’t swear.” Hoseok immediately disciplined his younger brother but he was ignored. 
“Can I go or not?” Taehyung’s eyes were focused on Sejin, who took a deep breath before nodding. “Thanks.” His footsteps echoed loudly in Jungkook’s ears as he felt a tear roll down his cheek. Quickly he wiped it away with a shaking hand; knowing that he had just lost one of his best friends - there was nothing he could say or do that would repair the damage their friendship had suffered. 
“So what happens now?” Jimin asked quietly, chewing on the inside of his cheek nervously, the future of the group uncertain. 
“Not sure yet.” Sejin furrowed his brows. “We can’t just ignore it and hope for it to go away. We’ll have to wait and see what is being decided on before we make any rushed decisions. But for now, you’ll all have to lay low, especially you.” He looked at the youngest, who looked pitiful in his spot on the chair. “And that means that you will have to cut all ties with y/n.” 
Jungkook shook his head; he wasn’t going to leave her, not after everything they had been through together. Not after fighting his inner demons for months to finally be with her, to only have it all taken away from him way too soon. 
“Kook, don’t be stubborn! That’s what is best for the group. Do you want all of them to suffer just because you’re being selfish and want to be with a girl? There’s plenty of girls out there, you’ll find another girlfriend in the future.” 
He kept quiet, he didn’t have it in him to argue because they wouldn’t understand that he didn’t want anyone else, he wanted her. 
“So for now, all codes have been changed and I’m asking all of you to change passwords on your devices as well, just as a precaution. Don’t give out your numbers, we will be changing those as well over the next few days. Security will be increased and we will always have one of the managers here until this all blows over. I know, this is inconvenient but we have to get in control of the situation.” After addressing all of them, he turned to Jungkook again. “I’ll be picking you up at 9 tomorrow morning, the boss will be back from his business trip then.” 
“Fine. Can I go to my room now?” Jungkook sounded poutier than he had intended but maybe he could message y/n over on her Instagram to check on her. 
“No, but what you can do, is get your laptop so you can change all your passwords. I’m sorry but one of us will have to monitor you, Jungkook.” 
He sighed in defeat, slowly dragging his feet towards his room. 
Last night had been perfect, they won awards and talking to y/n for hours had been the best ending to the night; he just couldn’t believe that all the good things that finally started happening again, were now overshadowed by someone leaking those videos. He had cherished those videos, they were dear to his heart because it reminded him of one of the reasons why he loved her so much - he never knew what she would do next, it was exciting to be in love with her and he was missing her now more than ever before. 
Carrying two bags of food and bottles of soju was more strenuous than she had expected. For a brief moment, she sat them both down to wipe her forehead with the back of her hand before readjusting her mask - the pollution had gotten worse during the day. 
As she made her way around the corner, the street was filled with cars and reporters with their mics and cameras ready. Some were trying to talk to one of the security guards which there were many, more than usual. 
“Ah, y/n.” The security guard she hadn’t seen since she came here drunk that one night greeted her happily “Bringing over some food, I see.” He closed his eyes, trying to sniff out what she was carrying in the bags. 
“Yeah, I just finished work.” She bowed her head. 
“I’m sure, they’ll appreciate it. They weren’t able to leave all day with the press blocking the way.” 
“I can see that…” She trailed off, letting her eyes wander over the crowd. “Am I allowed to go in?” 
“Sure, I haven’t heard otherwise.” She signed her name, as usual, and with a slight bow she continued her journey, walking up the hill to the building.
The increased amount of security made her feel uneasy, feeling like she was being watched every step of the way.
“What do you want?” A man in a suit spat at her before she could even open the door. 
“I-I’m just dropping off food for my friends…” Her voice was shaking, making the security guy eye her suspiciously as if she was hiding a weapon in one of the bags. 
“And your ‘friends’ know you’re coming?” He raised an eyebrow; she had a feeling that he was about to tackle her to the ground when the regular security guard from the lobby appeared by his side. 
“It’s okay, I know her. She’s allowed to come in.” 
“Thank you.” She whispered, keeping her head low as she walked past the grim-looking man. 
“Crazy day today.” He mused, laying out two lists for her to sign. 
“Why two lists?” 
“One is for us and one is for them…” He nodded in the direction of the men in suits. “I also have to make a copy of your ID for them. They want to keep track of who is entering the building.” 
“That’s fine.” She smiled awkwardly when handing him her card. All those men looking at her like she had done something wrong, made her feel on edge. One of them even followed her into the elevator, not letting her out of his sight until he confirmed with the security on the designated floor that she was allowed to be up here. 
She tried entering the code but the all too familiar click of the lock didn’t happen. 
Setting the bags down, she tried again. “6-8-1-4-2-7.” She muttered to remind herself of the combination but the small blinking red light told her it wasn’t right. 
“Why isn’t it working?” Angrily she stomped her foot in annoyance before knocking on the door impatiently. 
A set of footsteps indicated that someone was coming from the other side; she bent down to pick up the bags as the door swung open. 
“Finally, did you change the code? I tried to…oh.” She looked up, being faced with the stern look of one of the managers. Hastily she bowed as low as she could without dropping anything. “I’m sorry, hello.” 
But he didn’t reply, still just looking at her as if he tried to remember if he had seen her before. 
“You need to leave.” His voice was strict, only fueling her confusion. 
“But I just got here…” 
“Doesn’t matter. You have to go and you cannot come back here.” 
“I don’t understand, what’s going on? Why am I not allowed to see my friends?” 
“Do yourself a favor and just go. Don’t cause a scene. Please, leave.” 
*
Jungkook was lazily scrolling through his emails when suddenly one caught his eye. 
“I got an email that someone logged into my iCloud.” He mumbled, making Hoseok and Jimin look up from their phones. 
“Didn't you get the notification on your phone?” 
“No…but my phone did ask me to log in again, oddly enough.” 
“Hm technology is weird like that sometimes.” Hobi mumbled. “But it’s still kind of odd and you should definitely let someone know so they can look into it.” 
"It was on the day I broke up with…” His eyes scanned the mail. “But the login happened hours before.” 
“Do you think it was Yina?” Jimin’s eyes were wide in shock. “But how could she have known before you talked to her?” 
Jungkook’s teeth dug deep into the soft flesh of his lip - Jimin’s words had struck a nerve.
He had wondered before how she had known where she would find him and y/n. How did she find out? He didn’t make the first move, she had already been there when he came back to the room. 
“It says it was in Gangnam…not far away then.” Fingers kneading his chin, nails puncturing his skin, he tried to recall everything that had happened that day. 
He had talked to Ha-na and Jimin after practice, remembering how worried y/n had been before they arranged to meet. He had met Yina in the hallway further away from the practice room, near his studio but there was nothing that would have given him away, there had been no sign that she was upset when he saw her that day. 
“I don’t think it was her; I know her, she wouldn’t do something like that.” 
“You can’t be sure about that, Jungkook. She was hurt and maybe that was her way of seeking revenge after you broke her heart.” 
He swallowed hard at Hoseok’s words; as much as he wanted to believe that Yina wouldn’t do this, his brother was right. He brutally ripped out her heart and smashed it into a million pieces. It would only be fair for her to do something equally as bad to him and make him suffer. 
He was wishing that there was a way he could get in contact with her, but he was sure that she wouldn’t want to speak to him anyway, not after everything he had put her through.  
“Let the managers know, they can look into it.” 
He nodded when a sudden knock on the door caught his attention. 
“I’ll get it.” Their manager left the kitchen, where he was making a grocery list for a company employee to stuck up the supplies. 
“We should order some food, I’m starving.” Jimin groaned, stretching out his arms before rubbing his tummy with a tortured expression on his face. “What do you want to eat? We’ll let you pick Kookie since your day is pretty shit.” 
The black-haired boy scoffed. “Thanks but I don’t really feel like eating…” 
“Jungkook-ah you need to eat.” 
“But I’m not-…” He went quiet, the familiar voice of y/n faintly reaching his ears. “Am I dreaming?” He whispered but his brothers both shook their heads, not moving an inch to avoid making any noise. 
“I don’t understand, what’s going on?” Instantly his eyes filled with tears, his heart cracked; she sounded so lost and confused. Too weak to fight the urge, he slowly got up from the couch, fully prepared to Naruto-run past his manager to finally hold her in his arms again. Everything would be so much easier to handle if she was around; they would just go through it together like they always did. Nothing could come between them, not his boss or managers, not his hyungs or even the fans; they were destined to be together and he was willing to fight anyone who tried to keep him away from her. 
“What are you doing?” 
“I have to see her…” 
“Jk! No!” Hobi grabbed his wrist, pulling him back down. 
“Please, please, please!” He begged his older brother, trying to persuade him to let him go but he just wouldn’t let go of his wrist, the pressure making his skin tingle. 
Hoseok looked at the maknae squirming, trying to wrench his arm from his grasp - his big doe eyes were swimming in tears again, lips quivering trying to hold back from throwing a tantrum. 
His heart hurt for his little brother, as much as he condemned his actions and the mess he got them into, he could tell how badly he needed her and deeply in love he was - Jungkook never begged for anything and him begging to see her was all that he needed to ever so lightly loosen the hold he had on his wrist. 
“You heard her, hyung! She doesn’t even know what’s happening. I just want to see her, please let me go see her so I can explain it to her. She needs to hear it from me. Please…” Jungkook’s weak voice gave out when he looked up, Taehyung was standing in the doorway, tears streaming down his cheeks at the desperate pleading of his best friend outside the apartment and the manager’s strict orders for her to leave. 
“Taehyung-ah.” Jimin leaned over the back of the couch to take his hand, wanting his best friend to know that he wasn’t alone and could seek comfort with him whenever he needed to but before he accomplished his mission, the younger boy had run back down the corridor, slamming the door to his room shut. seeking the comforting arms of his girlfriend. 
Only seconds later, Sejin walked into the living room holding two big bags in each hand. 
“Here’s some food, can’t let you starve while you’re basically locked in here.” He patted Jungkook’s shoulder, whose face showed no emotion, in order to prevent the breakdown he felt building up inside his chest. Blinking the tears away, his pupils dilated as they scanned the bags on the table. “Y/n brought food over…” 
“What?” Hoseok asked, who was already busy pulling all the takeout boxes out to place them neatly on the table for the members to grab. 
“Nothing, hyung.” He stood up but didn’t move, eyes still resting on the logo on the bag. 
“Funny, it’s all your favorite foods, Jungkookie.” The older boy mused as he inspected the contents of yet another container. 
“Yeah, funny. I’ll go get the others.” But he didn’t, instead, he made his way to small bathroom, tightly locking the door behind him. Sitting down on the floor, he pulled his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. 
He didn’t want to cry but the tears kept prodding at the corners of his eyes; her voice still echoing in his mind. She didn’t know what happened, and no one cared enough to tell her; they just cut her off and forced him to do the same. Jungkook didn’t care much about his image at this point, he didn’t care that people had watched those videos - they all had made up their mind about him anyway. All he wanted now was to protect her, to make sure she was okay. 
“I’ll have to find a way to talk to her…” He mumbled, resting his forehead against his knees while his fingers traced the engraved silver plate on his wrist. He wouldn’t give up so easily, even if it got him into more trouble. 
“Take more, there’s plenty left. Tae needs to eat.” Jimin placed another box on top of the two Ha-na was already holding. 
“No, no! I’ll come to get more if we’re still hungry.” She gave the boys a weak smile before heading back to her boyfriend’s room. He refused to leave it, not wanting to see Jungkook sitting amongst the others like a sad little puppy after committing the ultimate betrayal. 
Ha-na closed the door with her foot, eyeing her boyfriend as he laid on the bed, hugging his body pillow extra tight, face buried in the tear-stained fabric. 
“Tae, I have some food.” She set the boxes down on the small table while he slowly moved into an upright position to inspect the boxes. 
“I don’t want it.” He said, lying back down instantly and turning his back towards her. Earlier this morning, he had been a lot more vocal about his pain, giving it a lot more room to breathe. But now he was in a phase where he’d cry and then start mumbling angrily, sometimes boxing the mattress. She pulled the chopsticks from her pocket, taking a seat next to him. 
“And why not?” 
“Read the fucking label on the box.” 
“Choi Go Zip and what is that supposed to tell me?” Ha-na tilted her head in confusion, pushing her bangs from her eyes with the back of her hand. “Somebody from the staff went and got food for all of us. Tae, baby - I know you’re hurting right now but we’re all trying our best in this situation.” 
He turned to lay on his back, a scowl playing on his lips. “It’s where y/n works, no staff member went to get the food for us.” 
“How do you know?” 
“She was here, I heard her talking to Sejin when I went to get water.” 
“What?!” Her voice was high pitched, making her boyfriend flinch. “Why didn’t you tell me?” 
“It doesn’t matter.” 
“Yes, it does. Did you talk to her?” Taehyung shook his head, crossing his arms over his face. 
“No, I didn’t.” He tried hard to sound cold, pretending like he didn’t care but his trembling lips were giving him away.
“Why not?” 
“I-I couldn’t stand the thought of looking at her.” 
“Oh Tae.” Ha-na laid down next to him, wrapping her arm tightly around his waist. “I know she fucked up, but she is still your best friend. You can’t just leave her hanging like this, baby.” 
He shook his head, more tears rolling down his cheeks. “What she did…it’s not what friends do. As far as I’m concerned, she’s not my friend anymore.” 
Pulling herself up a little, she pressed soft kisses to his cheeks. “I know, you don’t really mean that.” 
“She lied to me, Ha-na” He blubbered, turning his body around in her embrace to bury his face against her chest. “They both did. For months.” 
Her fingers gently played with his hair, trying to calm him down, his whole body shaking from the overwhelming amount of emotions that were rushing through him. 
“Tae, I told you weeks ago that there was something between them..”  She paused, trying to choose her next words very carefully. “Baby your heart is too big for your own good, you always want to believe that people are good, especially your friends. You’re the opposite of the grinch, you feel too much.” 
He chuckled against her skin, the vibrations of his deep voice giving her goosebumps.
“You know there will come a time when you’ll need your best friend, nobody can replace her. You have been friends since you were little kids, so please baby, take all the time you need to heal but don’t write her off just yet.” 
He didn’t say anything, only inhaling shakingly. She knew he was being stubborn out of anger; being lied to by the people you trust is heartbreaking but he needed time, time to process and sort through his feelings - eventually he would come around, he loved y/n too much to just drop the friend who had stuck by his side for so many years. But then again, she wasn’t going to force him to talk to her if he didn’t feel ready to face her, he would know when the time was right to take a step towards mending the broken friendship. 
 “How am I supposed to ever trust them again?” He croaked; her arms around him tightening, afraid she might crush him. 
“Baby I don’t know and you won’t know until you decide you’re ready to speak to them.”
Ha-na opened her eyes, taking a few seconds to realize that she had fallen asleep trying to comfort her boyfriend, who was now sleeping soundly snuggled up against her side. Irritated by the repeated buzzing noise coming from the nightstand, she blindly reached for the phone - it was Taehyung’s. She pressed the home button, a picture of herself staring back at her that he had taken by the river a few weeks ago. 
y/n - 8 missed calls 
y/n - 13 messages Maybe it was wrong and maybe he would be mad at her for doing this but she quickly entered his passcode to unlock the phone and check the unread messages. 
[y/n - 7:05pm] Tae, what’s going on? Why did your manager sent me away and told me to not come to the dorms anymore? Can you please tell me? Because I don’t understand. 7:45pm Why aren’t you answering me? Are you mad at me? If I did something, can you please tell me?
9:27pm Taehyung? Please talk to me?  Ha-na had read enough, feeling bad for the girl she had harbored a lot of bad feelings towards the past weeks when the phone vibrated in her hand again. 
Now you’re leaving me on read? What have I done? 
She put down Tae’s phone and picked up her own from the side of the bed. She was aware that Taehyung would feel betrayed when he found out what she was about to do but she just wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she kept quiet - leaving y/n in the dark like the rest of them.  
[Ha-na - 10:38pm] Y/n, it was me! I read your texts. Can you meet me at Jamwon Hangang Park? At the spot where we took you on your first weekend in Seoul. I’ll explain everything to you. 
Carefully she climbed out of bed, making sure Tae was tucked in and hugging his pillow, hoping he wouldn’t wake up while she was gone. 
On her way out she passed by Jungkook’s room, through the closed door she could hear a sad song playing, every once in awhile sobs reached her ears. Her heart wrenched in pain; the little one was suffering from the consequences just as much as everyone else. Sometimes Jungkook could be a little naive but he had a good heart and a good head on his shoulders; despite his previous actions. With a sigh, she left the apartment and was greeted with the fluorescent lights in the hallway and a bunch of security guards.
“Where are you going?” One of them inquired. 
“Not that it is any of your business but I couldn’t sleep so I’m taking a walk.” To Ha-na’s surprise, he nodded, marking her as absent on a list. 
“Be safe, Miss.” He bowed his head, making space for her to get to the elevator.
It was odd to be surrounded by so many people that were just making sure no fans or press would get inside the building; normally the community was a safe place, people couldn’t just get in but BigHit didn’t seem to believe that people weren’t going to try to get in at any cost, whether it was bribing guards or climbing over fences. 
Quickly she walked up the stairs that would lead her onto the second level and to the exit closest to her destination. 
Ha-na got to the park earlier than expected, for a while she sat on one of the yellow stones by the water, the cool air comfortably expanding in her lungs and clearing her head after being cooped up in Taehyung’s room all day. 
This morning when she woke up, she had not expected the day to completely turn upside down the way it did. And although she had taken care of Taehyung all day, she couldn’t possibly fantom how any of the boys were feeling. 
Sure, it was hard to see her boyfriend so upset, but not knowing how the whole situation would turn out for them was emotionally draining and nerve-wracking. A feeling of helplessness stirred up inside of her; she really wanted to do something to help but every single idea that popped into her head seemed silly when she gave it a second thought. 
Occasionally during the day, she had checked social media just to see what people were saying, and it wasn’t good. She just wanted all of them to stay off the internet while this was going down; the mean and degrading comments towards Jungkook would hurt all of them - he was still their little brother who they loved and adored. 
Something told her that she wasn’t the only one thinking that it might have been Yina, who somehow got a hold of these videos and published them to make Jungkook pay for cheating on her for months on end. There was no denying that it sounded reasonable but Ha-na had a gut feeling that this wasn’t the case - Yina once had been someone she would spend time with, especially when the boys were away, and the girl never struck her as someone with malicious intentions; her love for Jungkook was pure - she had not been in it to gain something from him or the people he knew. She pulled her phone from her pocket - she just had to try, maybe this was the one thing she could do to help. 
[Ha-na - 11:16pm] 
Yina, I hope you’re doing okay, giving the circumstances! I’m sure, you’ve seen what’s happening. I just wanted to ask if you had anything to do with this? I won’t tell anyone, I just need to know. 
She puffed up her cheeks; she probably wouldn’t get an answer but she just had to stay positive. No matter what Jungkook had done to her, she knew that deep down Yina was a good person, who might have just acted on an impulse out of anger. 
Slowly Ha-na got up, letting her eyes wander up and down the little winding pathway for bikes before crossing it to sit on the bench where she and Tae had taken y/n on her first weekend in Seoul to eat chicken and drink beer while watching the lights of Banpo Bridge. Why did everything have to change? A few months ago things were perfect, everyone was so happy and now careers were ruined and relationships were breaking apart, trust was lost and too many tears were being shed. 
It was dark and cold; the wind blowing in her face made her eyes tear up but she had to keep running. Her footsteps echoed loudly on the pavement, as she finally reached the part of the park where the poppy’s bloomed in spring. 
“Not far…” Stopping for a few seconds, she rested her hands on her knees, panting heavily. “Just keep going…” Sharply sucking in a breath, she sprinted the rest of the way, where she spotted Ha-na sitting on a bench near the riverbank, lost in thought. 
“Sorry, I had to sneak out, my brother was still awake.” 
“Don’t worry about it.” Ha-na’s smile was weak, in the darkness the worry that was painted all over her face, made her look incredibly tired. “Come sit.” She patted down on the spot next to her. 
“Ha-na…” Almost eerily her name left her mouth, facing her best friend’s girlfriend. “What’s going on? I’m so confused…yesterday everything was fine and now, nobody is talking to me anymore.” 
“You really don’t know, huh?” 
“Know what?” 
“Haven’t you watched the news or were you online at all today?” 
She shook her head. “No, I was at work and when I got home, I had to make dinner for my brother and I was kind of preoccupied with being worried about why Jungkook isn’t speaking to me.” 
“Y/n…” Ha-na took the inside of her cheek in-between her teeth, letting her eyes wander over the black water of Han River, taking a little while to decide on how to say what she had to tell her. “Someone, we don’t know who… leaked videos of you and Jungkook…” 
“What? What videos? Did someone follow us?” Her heart crashed from her chest down into her stomach, chortling awkwardly in the abyss. 
“No, the videos you two filmed having sex…” 
All the color disappeared from her face; the contents of her stomach wanting to force its way out of her mouth. “No..no…this can't be happening.” Her nails dug into her scalp. 
“Y/n, I’m sorry but that’s why Jungkook isn’t talking to you.” Carefully she rested her hand on the other girl’s thigh. “They confiscated his phone and he’s not allowed to contact you. They want to avoid the press finding out more or worse seeing you together.”
“Is he okay?” 
“He’s very upset that he can’t see you..” She trailed off, keeping her eyes on the girl next to her, who went silent as tears dripped down her cheeks. 
Wrapping her arms loosely around herself, she just stared at her knees wishing that the tears would stop but they didn’t.
“Ha-na, I-I don't know how all of this started…Taehyung introduced me and I was just…head over heels from the start. It was like I didn’t have to search anymore…I found my soulmate…” 
Ha-na tilted her head, brows furrowing together; Jungkook had used similar words before to describe how he felt when he saw her. Maybe there was a chance that they both instantly felt a deep connection that couldn’t be explained. 
“I really tried to stay away from him, I swear. I didn’t want to get between him and his girlfriend and I know I should have waited until he broke up with her but I was so in love that I just stopped caring about what’s right. I just wanted to be with him and that was all that mattered to me. He promised me so many times that he would break up with her and although he never kept any of them, I still believed him because I just love him so much, more than I’ve ever loved anyone. I didn’t care that it hurt me as long as I had him. I can’t even tell you why we filmed those videos, I know it was stupid but it was all we had when we couldn’t be together and I was the one who initiated it. So it’s all my fault that he is in trouble.” Her hand balled into a fist, before repeatedly hitting against her forehead. “I’m so stupid, I should have known better… stupid, stupid, stupid.” She whined over and over with each word increasing the force of her hand. 
“Hey, y/n. Stop that.” Ha-na pulled on her arm, trying to prevent her from hurting herself. “We all know what you two did was wrong but people do stupid things all the time. We can’t turn back time, the damage is done- all we can do now is try to fix th-” 
“Tae knows, doesn’t he? That’s why he’s not talking to me.” She blurted out, interrupting Ha-na mid-sentence like she didn’t even listen to any of the words that left her mouth. “I know I was doing something really bad when I had to start lying to my best friend. Oh god.” 
“Yes, he knows now and he is really hurt and angry with you, not just with you, with Jungkook too.” She explained, her fingers lacing with y/n’s. “But I’m sure, he will forgive you. You know Tae, he can be stubborn when he gets into his head too much but he always comes around.” 
For a little while Ha-na just let her cry, she now had to process what everyone else had tried to do all day. 
“Ha-na…” She hiccuped, wiping her cheeks with the sleeve of her jacket. “Do you think I can talk to the company and tell them that I will take all the blame? I’ll tell them that I took one of the videos without him knowing and made him take the second one. I’ll just lie and say I lost my phone and the person who found it, did that to us. I don’t want Jungkook to be upset. It’s all my fault.”
“He would never let you do that, y/n.” 
“I know but if you don’t tell him, I can just do it in the morning. I’ll go there right now and wait for someone to show up.” 
“And what good would that do, hm?” Ha-na chuckled at the ridiculousness of her words, waiting for an answer but she came up short. “The company is taking care of it. They have people trying to find who did this. You can’t take the fall for it when both of you are responsible.” 
“But he worked so hard and I’ve ruined it all.” 
Ha-na turned around, grabbing harshly onto her shoulders to force y/n to look at her. “You haven’t ruined it all, stop saying that. If he didn’t want to film those videos, he wouldn’t have done it. Jungkook is not a baby, he knew what you guys were doing was reckless and so unbelievably stupid. Let the company deal with it, in a week nobody will be talking about it; another scandal will pop up and people will forget that Jungkook is a normal human being who has a sex-life. It’s not the end of the world, it will all be fine.” Ha-na heard the words leaving her mouth, but it felt like someone else was saying them. Everything inside her was screaming that it wouldn’t be so easy; that it wouldn’t be forgotten in a week but her heart couldn’t handle seeing the girl in front of her falling apart and wanting to make irrational decisions to protect the boy she loved. 
Ha-na checked her phone; it was almost 2 in the morning - tomorrow would be another long day. She stood, facing y/n where their ways would part for the night. 
“Promise me, you’ll stay off the internet for a while and take care of yourself.” 
Y/n gave her a weak smile. “I promise and you’ll text me if anything happens.” 
“Of course, I’ll tell you all about Kookie’s day.” She winked, hugging her extra tight. 
“Tell him that I love him, okay?” 
“I will.” Watching as she walked away, Ha-na couldn’t shake the bad feeling that was trying gnaw its way into her mind. Y/n was smiling through the pain, trying to be strong because breaking down wasn’t going to make the situation any easier. 
Ha-na reached the dorm a little later, after enduring endless security procedures before she could finally get back into bed. Some of the reporters were still prowling the streets around the fenced-in community, hoping they would find any more dirt on the matter. 
Slipping off her shoes in the entryway, she quietly tiptoed through the apartment. 
“Is he still awake?” She muttered under her breath when she stopped in front of Jungkook’s room, the crack from underneath the door indicating that the lights were still on as well as the music but the sobs had subsided. Quietly she opened the door to find the youngest sleeping on his bed. 
“Wasting all this energy.” Shaking her head, she switched off the ceiling light, before turning off the Bluetooth speaker on his nightstand; deciding she’d leave on the fairy lights above the headboard. 
Jungkook’s face was puffy from crying himself to sleep, the pillowcase still stained with tears, making her heart feel heavy. She had just wanted for him to do the right thing and now that he had finally done it, karma was lashing out at him - taking away the things he loved. He talked about soulmates and so did y/n, but Ha-na was a strong believer in people getting what they deserved yet she wasn’t sure if karma wasn’t being too harsh on the young boy with the big doe eyes. 
She pulled the duvet over his sleeping form, gently stroking his hair as his lashes fluttered at her touch. 
“Get some rest, little one.” She whispered, his lips parting in an o-shape as he sighed contently. “Everything will be okay, y/n still loves you.” 
Yoongi and the others were sitting at the kitchen table, talking and drinking wine to forget how bad their day had been. The maknae had disappeared into his room after talking to their boss in the morning, wanting to be alone - sending away anyone who tried to comfort him. 
“I will never understand, why they thought it was a good idea to film themselves having sex…” Hoseok took a big gulp from his glass. “I thought we taught Jungkookie better than this.”  
The leader sighed, rubbing his temples with his fingertips. “They were kissing fire and now we all got burned.” 
“What do you mean, hyung?” Jimin asked while pouring more wine for his older brothers. 
“I mean, they knew what they were doing was dangerous, -maybe that’s why it was so enticing to them but neither of them stopped to think about the consequences and now we all have to pay. Whether it’s Taehyung being incredibly hurt by his friends lying to him or our image forever being tarnished because of those videos. We all will have to deal with the consequences of someone leaking it. From now on, we will have to be extra careful to ensure our privacy.” 
“Who do you think leaked the video?” Jimin was looking at all of them curiously. 
“Yina, obviously.” The oldest replied. “Jungkook was cheating on her for months.” 
Hoseok nodded. “Yeah, getting cheated on is the worst. I wouldn’t even be mad at her if she did it. If I were in her shoes, I would’ve done the same.” 
“All of you should be ashamed! Gossiping like teenage girls.” Ha-na scoffed suddenly, standing in the doorway to the kitchen.
“And you should be ashamed because eavesdropping isn’t nice.” 
“I wasn’t but it’s good to know that you think it was Yina when it wasn’t her.” 
“How would you know?” Jin had a sour expression on his face. 
“Because apparently, I’m the only one who thought of asking her.” 
“You talked to Yina?” Jimin stood up so suddenly that his chair tipped over, forcing Yoongi to catch it before it hit the floor. 
“I did and it wasn’t her.”
“And you really believe her?” 
Yoongi waved his hand, silently telling Jimin to be quiet so Ha-na could speak. 
“Yes, she told me she logged into Jungkook’s iCloud to get the proof she needed that he was cheating on her but she did not save the videos nor did she post them online. She said she was too humiliated; she didn’t want anyone to know that her boyfriend cheated on her.” 
“Makes sense…” 
Ha-na shrugged, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. “We all have brains, sometimes it’s good to use it so it doesn’t get rusty.” Sticking her tongue out, she nudged Jin’s shoulder on her way back. 
It was getting late and Yoongi was loading up the dishwasher before heading to bed himself. 
“I’ll never volunteer to do this again.” He quickly wiped a few water stains off the counter before throwing the kitchen towel next to the sink in defeat. 
He let his gaze wander around the room before switching the light off, the cold floor making him shiver and wanting to get into his warm, comfy bed as soon as possible when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. 
“It’s almost midnight, who….” Yoongi trailed off, waddling to check who had managed to get past security at this hour. 
Suspiciously, he opened the door just a bit to see y/n standing there, her shoulders hanging low, eyes swimming in an ocean of tears. 
“Y/n, you know I cannot let you in, I’m so sorry.” Saying those words made him feel awful, her lips quivering dangerously. 
“Can I at least speak to Taehyung?” 
“He doesn’t want to see you right now…” His voice was straining as he denied the girl any form of communication with the two people she needed the most right now. 
“Can I see Jungkook? Please, Yoongi, just for a minute…” He wasn’t sure if his tired eyes were playing tricks on him but he swore he saw tears falling from her eyes and hitting the marble tiles. 
“I-he will get into trouble if management finds out…” 
“You’re right, I don’t want to cause any more trouble for him than I already have.” She let out a choked sob, turning around to leave and Yoongi knew that he was about to do something stupid. 
Seeing her being just as shaken up as his little brother was too much for him. He had doubted their love; he didn’t believe in soulmates - he did not think this relationship had a real future after hearing bits and pieces from Jimin. But his heart broke for the girl who so desperately wanted to see the boy she loved that she found a way past security in the middle of the night just to see him. 
“Y/n, wait…” He said, stepping away from the door. “Go see him. I don’t know you’re here and I did not open the door for you.” 
“Thank you.” She bowed, closing the door behind her. 
Yoongi watched her walk up to Jungkook’s room, knocking a few times before he finally opened the door. His eyes grew wide and a gasp escaped his mouth when he realized that it was her and not one of his members bothering him again. Almost instantly he reached for her arm, pulling her into his room; a smile tugged at Yoongi’s lips. Maybe had done the right thing after all. 
Jungkook slammed the door shut, his arms tightly wrapping around her- making sure she couldn’t just walk out, not when he needed to hold her so badly. It still felt like he was dreaming, he had lost count of how many times he had imagined seeing her in the last 48 hours. She nestled her face into his soft sweatshirt, inhaling his scent that always seemed to calm her fluttering heart. 
After what felt like an eternity, he pulled away only to cup her face. Peppering soft kisses all over her cheeks to erase the tears that felt like acid against his swollen lips. 
“I miss you so much, baby.” He mumbled, his lips ghosting over hers, reuniting them in an innocent kiss. 
“I miss you too. Not being able to talk to you is the worst.” Her fingers helplessly dug into the soft fabric covering his chest. 
“I know…” Rubbing calming circles on her back - he didn’t want to spend the short amount of time they had crying but as much as he tried to hold it together, he couldn’t and neither did she. Uncontrollably the tears kept falling, mixing with sniffles and shallow breaths in between kisses. 
“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault this is happening.” 
“Noona, no! You know that’s not true.” 
“Yes, it is. If I didn’t…” She wept, looking up at him with so much hurt in her eyes that he felt his heart split in two. “It’s my fault…I made you take those videos..” She buried her face against his chest; Jungkook could feel each sob in his bones. 
“No one is blaming you! We’re in this together, baby, okay?” His arms locked around her torso as he pressed kisses on top of her head. He was clueless, he didn't know what to say to make her feel better when it all weighed heavy on his mind, preoccupying his every thought and draining every ounce of positivity from his body. There was no magical solution; Sejin had told him to just stick it out for now until people got bored but seeing her cry made it so much more difficult. He just wanted to do something; something that would make all the pain, all the headlines and tears go away so they could be together but there was nothing he could do, other than to hold her, to let her know he would never let her go - not even in the darkest of times. 
Suddenly, she pulled away to bring some distance between them. Avoiding his gaze, she focused on the fairy lights, her vision getting blurry. Ha-na had told her not to do anything stupid but she couldn’t help but think that maybe she was the cause of all of this. If she wasn’t in his life then he wouldn’t have to endure the mean comments being made; he would be happy and doing the things he loved without being worried and locked inside this apartment. 
She was ruining his career and everything he had worked for - if she wasn’t around things could go back to normal for him. She would be happy to see him happy, even if it was without her around. 
“Kookie…” His name fell almost inaudible from her lips. “Everything will be okay, right? Promise me you won’t let those people get to you.” 
Jungkook was taken aback, he didn’t quite know what she meant - his brain operating slowly from the lack of sleep and constantly working in overdrive. 
“Promise.” He attempted a weak smile to ease her worries but before he could say anything she turned around.
“I should get going before someone finds out I was here…” 
“No, please don’t go. Just stay the night.” 
“You know that’s not possible.” 
Slowly he followed her to the front door, where she finally looked at him with tears in her eyes. He wanted to reach out to hug and kiss her, not knowing when he would see her again but something stopped him. 
Her heart was wrenching in pain when she bowed to him. “Be well, Kookie! I hope you have a good life.” Carefully her hand slid into the pocket of her jacket, trembling fingers wrapping around the white gold bangle. 
“What?” He asked, panic making his pupils dilate. He didn’t understand - just moments ago she had told him that she missed him. What was happening? He wanted to stand in her way, stop her from leaving but he couldn’t move, his body had turned into stone. Unable to get any part of him to move, he just stood there like a statue even as she reached for his hand, placing the bracelet he had given to her on it. 
“Give this to someone who deserves it more than me.” His insides were screaming, nerves desperately tingling to set his legs in motion but it was too late - the door opened and closed. She was gone. His heart silently breaking in his chest; hot streams of tears cascading down his cheeks in disbelief. Where did this short visit go wrong or had it been her plan all along to come to see him and end their relationship when it had just begun? 
In trance, he walked through the pitch-black apartment and without knocking into the room where he knew he was still loved. Jimin was lying on his back, furiously hitting the buttons on his Nintendo Switch when Jungkook laid down beside him, burying his face in his older brother's side. “What’s wrong?”  “S-she broke up...” He couldn’t bring himself to say it because if he did then there was no going back - he would have lost his soulmate forever. 
Taking deep breaths, she hurried past the two security guards and into the stairwell. Cowering down in a corner, she covered her mouth to silence the sobs that were shaking her entire body. He would be better off without her; all those girls were right she was ruining his life and she wasn’t going to let that happen - after all; if you love someone you should set them free if you’re holding them back. 
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kunrendeotaku · 4 years
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Chapter 13
“Ughh. You’re right. I’m an awful princess.” Star slumps against a rail separating one half of the restaurant from the other, waving her empty cup in her hand. “Just like today, I can never get what I’m supposed to do right. If I do remember my lessons, it's always exactly the wrong ones.”
I lean against the rail next to her and pat her shoulder, then shrug. A bit of self reflection will be good for her, I don’t actually want my city burning to the ground after all. “Hey. Maybe you’re a bit of a screw up. But that just means you have to keep trying, and more importantly, it's what lead you here. We wouldn’t have the chance to hang out like this if you’d never had to be sent to Earth.” Much as my day hasn’t been the best, I’d trade massive highs and massive lows for the stagnant boredom of my usual life any day. Fight a demon, lose your hair, fun and despair all nicely paired together. Doesn’t change the fact I plan to mourn Rodrigo properly later tonight, but it helps get my head straight with the idea of Star altogether-rainbows and fire, amazingly wonderful but definitely going to get me horribly killed one day. I… like it a little too much.
“Aww. That's so sweet. You’re right! I just have to do my best, and listen to my Earth guide. Speaking of which… why are we carrying around empty cups??” Star tilts her head, bright blue eyes clouded with confusion. Perfect timing, she’ll be distracted by the drink machine for sure.
I walk us on over towards the machine in question, thinking that after that little detour our food will likely be ready by the time we finish off with the machine. “Behold! A soda dispenser. You just hold your cup against one of these levers, and carbonated sugary deliciousness comes out! This one here is for ice.” I quickly demonstrate by filling up my cup with ice and root beer, all the while noticing how wide Star’s eyes are.
“It… is it free? How do people not come in and just drink all of it?” I was wondering if she had any real concept of money. I guess she did have some economics lessons sink in during childhood, though I doubt she did much small money purchases as a princess.
“Ah! You see, that’s the ingenious part. We buy our -cups-! You can’t bring in your own cups or you get in trouble, so you fill up these empty ones we bought.” I flick my still lidless paper cup to show my point.
Star just responds with a roll of her eyes. “Is that all?! Anyone could cheat that! Look, look, I can do this super easy.” The crazy girl twists her head to the side and slams the side of her face into the various levers used pushed for soda, holding her mouth wide open. Immediately a small river of three different colors and kinds of soft drink pour onto her face. She doesn’t seem to care at all, other than a twitching eye from a stream of mountain dew pouring directly onto it.
Lord save me from the shenanigans of this idiot. I take a few moments to allow myself the brief stress relief of a face palm, Star giggling all the while as she glugs perhaps a third of the diet coke heading for her mouth. The rest, of course, just soaking my new exchange student’s head and upper body. Once appropriately facepalmed, I yank Star away from the soda fountain by the back of her dress and just glare at her.
She giggles nervously upon seeing my look. “I, uh, guess that's against the rules too?” I give the girl no answer for the moment, as I am too busy grabbing an absolute mountain of paper towels.
“Hold still.” I order her, before beginning to wipe her down. I swear that it feels sometimes like I’m already a parent. My mother can be a messy eater as well, and it stresses me the hell out to the point where I used to carry a handkerchief around all the time just for cleaning up any messes on her, though after one particularly grueling summer of training I disabused her of the habit enough that I no longer bother to carry one. Perhaps I should start doing so again.
I find myself thinking how odd her cheek marks are. I thought they were stickers at first, perhaps magical ones considering how they sometimes changed to reflect her emotions, but now that I’m wiping her cheeks I can clearly feel they are just her skin. She looks a bit uncomfortable at the vigorous scrubbing of her face and neck, but one look at my face convinces her that escaping me when I’m in my mothering mode is a terrible idea. I dry off what I can of her hair next, but that will likely be damp and sticky for a while.
For whatever reason, she blushes deeply when I dry off the front of her dress. Maybe the soda had started to stick and felt uncomfortable, I dunno. Ignoring her cherry red cheeks and the fact that she appears to be considering hitting me now instead of being just uncomfortable, I brush my hands off and declare “Passable. The art of cleaning is one not practiced well enough by people. If I had some wet wipes you’d be good as new, but we’ll have to be satisfied with adequate.”
Star glances towards the floor, muttering “Turnabout's fair play, I guess?” before simply shrugging and letting the tension out of her shoulders with a sigh. I’ve got no clue what she means by that, but I blame Janna. She glances back towards the soda fountain and stretches out her empty cup this time, bless her soul. She starts by grabbing some ice that quickly goes into her mouth to help chill out the blush on her cheeks. A crunching noise sounding out nearly throws me into a full on return of the rant I had on our first meeting, but I manage to just barely keep it in. Ice is bad for teeth, but not even normal humans usually care.
“C’mon Star, get something. I think we’re holding up the line.” I look behind me to see a number of impatient people who were rather unamused to be held up by our antics at the soda fountain. Thankfully Star avoids the dilemma of deciding what to choose by filling up her cup with a bit of every single type of soda. Snapping on the plastic caps for both our cups and grabbing a pair of straws goes relatively smoothly after that, after which I lead us to a booth. They’re just more comfortable than tables, you know? Even if we only have a couple people.
“This. Is. Amazing.” Star is absolutely sucking down her soda, the joys of carbonation or perhaps simply her straw made clear by the sparkling of her eyes. I’m not sure which, I still haven’t pinned down the exact technology level of her old dimension, but it seems vaguely medieval. “It’s tingly like magic potions, but instead of swamp water and magic it takes like sugar water! Best thing I’ve tried on Earth yet, hehehe.” She snags a seat on one side of the booth and slides up against the wall, then glances up at me curiously when I don’t follow her.
“If you think that's good, just wait til you try nuggets with their sweet and sour. Absolutely divine.” I kiss my fingers like what I imagine a food gourmet or chef might, then giggle a bit. “I’ll be right back, I figure our food is ready by now.” A quick run to the counter and back, and our wonderful meal of boxes of nuggets and fries is ready to be served. Naturally, I slide into the other side of the booth across from Star and get ready to dig in. Before I can touch a single bit of food, however, Star holds up a hand with a squint in her eyes.
“Waaaait.” I blink, then my new exchange student dips down under the table. I hear several crashes, bangs, and weird curses. Standard stuff for when I don’t have my eyes on her. Next thing I know her face pops up between my knees. More than a little awkward to have her that close to my crotch, but the pure oddity of her behavior helps to avoid more than a slight blush on my cheeks. “Oh, whoops! Almost got it, hehe.” She disappears back down under the table before popping up right next to me and plopping into the seat with a smug look.
“If you wanted to sit next to me, you could LITERALLY have just stood up and walked around.” Her continued refusal to take the easy way to do anything still baffles me. I notice she’s also managed to pick up another layer of dirt and grime all over herself, and at least three pieces of chewing gum in her hair. Is it actually impossible for her to stay clean for more than five minutes at a time?
“Life is an adventure Marco! You should try it sometime. Besides, if I hadn’t gone over there I wouldn’t have found...THIS!” A muscular arm disappears into her huge mass of hair before ripping out a piece of gum I hadn’t spotted before. “It's squishy and smells like sugar!” I swear my hand has never snapped out faster than in the moment I realized she was about to toss the old gum into her mouth. Whip crack quick the chewing gum is slapped out onto the floor.
“Star! Oh my god, don’t freaking eat things off of the floor! Or the bottom of the table! Or other weird places!” My voice shakes in horror. How had she survived until now? Even now she looks more upset about her stinging fingers and lost treat than the fact she had almost committed suicide by bacteria. I feel the urge to lecture rising sharply in me, and only the threat of our food going cold stops me from doing so. I cut things short with an almost growled “We’ll discuss this later. Now eat your lunch, young lady!”
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mininky · 6 years
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Summary: The hardest part about a breakup is trying to find your place in life again. The pain, the uncertainty, the feelings of inadequecy, the inability to begin again. But time heals everything, and maybe someday you’ll begin again.
Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Warnings/Genre: slow burn, slight angst, mentions of cheating, cussing, oral sex (female receiving), squirting, multiple orgasms, explicit sex scenes
Word count: 10K
   You should have known that this was an awful idea, that you should have stayed at home and enjoyed a night of Netflix binging instead. You should have known when all of your friends shook their heads, patted you on the back and told you to just get over it. You really should have known that you were an idiot when you were talking to your grandmother on your weekly phone call this morning and upon hearing of your plans for Friday night she softly said, "bless your heart" the old southern lady equivalent of 'You're a complete and total idiot.' But no, you did not heed any of those warnings and now you sat at a table in one of your previously favorite restaurants seated across from your ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend and all of his friends. 
   Why had you made this fatal mistake? Because as painful as the breakup was, as much as it killed you inside when Jin told you that you two got together too young, too quick and that he needed to explore life more you still loved him. You wanted to hate him, you wanted to be angry with him and a small part of you is but you wanted him to be happy even if happy wasn't with you. You loved him too much to stop him from finding that, and it was clear in the last of the six years you were together that he wasn't happy. You both had been wrapped up in work, at least that's what you tried to tell yourself. The sex had become less frequent because he was tired, you were tired. You thought that him being home less and less often had once again been a sign of his new promotion. Nearly 8 months ago when he had come home and told you that he was moving out, that he needed to move on, that really you were his best friend but he needed something else you were broken. Feelings of self-doubt, inadequacy, and heartbreak flooded your system. You felt more like a shell of a person, after years of being with someone it's almost as though they're a part of you. In the last few months, you've still struggled when waking up to an empty bed. You still cooked enough for two people, you still bought his favorite foods, you still expected to be able to ask him for a glass of water when absorbed in something. It wasn't just that he was gone, it was that everything in your life had shattered and changed. Every small thing was a reminder that you might now be doomed to becoming the crazy cat lady.    You had spent the last few months just going through the motions, disconnecting yourself from almost everyone and everything. You had never been the type to cry before, but now it seemed that everything could set you off. You used to say that you had nerves of steel, but now it was as if you were as fragile as thin ice.    You've tried going on dates, you've tried moving on but none of them were as good as Jin. None of them as handsome, or funny, or nice. He had set these impossible standards, but the truth was it wasn't that any of the men you had been out with were bad, they just weren't him. And so when you got a phone call from him a few weeks ago telling you that he missed talking to you, that he missed having you as a friend in his life you had felt your heart nearly explode with hope. During that same phone call, he told you that the gang missed seeing you too and that they were pretty mopey that they didn't get to eat your cookies and cakes or come over to introduce new girlfriends to get your opinion on them. You had known all of them since college, you had been friends with them as much as Jin in the time you dated and if truth be told you missed having your apartment crowded with the seven boys and their antics. When he said that they all wanted to get together for dinner and it would be great if you could come you didn't even think about saying no. You missed all of it, you missed these friends of yours that you had stopped talking to because they reminded you too much of Jin but most of all you missed Jin and you hated how utterly alone you felt.    Now, two weeks later after that phone call, you're praying that some freak accident might happen and just kill you or that the earth will swallow you whole or that the zombie apocalypse breaks out and takes you first right at this moment because this was most certainly the worst idea you could ever have. You hadn't even thought about him having already moved on. You hadn't even thought about him moving on with a girl who looked like she could win a Miss Universe pageant who so clearly was everything that you weren't and also got a side of Jin you hadn't seen in years. He looked at her like she was the center of the universe, his large doe eyes lighting up each time she talked, his plump lips stretched into a large grin that you wanted to slap right off his face. You hated that as much as you wanted him to be happy that he was flaunting how he happy he was without you when you had spent nearly a year going into hermit mode without him.    You felt the blood boil in your veins, your stomach twisting sharply each time you tried to fake a smile. You were hoping that your face didn't display all of your murderous intentions because god did you want to take the bottle of wine and crack that girl right across the head with it. The worst part? She didn't even treat you like a threat, she just smiled and giggled and said that she's heard so much about you and would love to get to know you more before cuddling up next to Jin and kissing him in front of you. The only good thing about this was that at least the rest of the guys obviously weren't very fond of her either. Usually when she would talk one of them would cut her off and ask you what you've been up to, to tell you to spend more time with them, that things just weren't the same without you. It did do at least a little to help your very fragile and failing ego, especially when Jungkook made hurling noises everytime they would kiss and you couldn't help but smirk at him from across the table. Bless that kid, he always was one of your favorites.    Your thoughts were dispelled however when little miss perfect suddenly spoke to you with a syrupy sweet voice. "(Y/N) so what do you do for a living anyway?"    Luckily Namjoon spoke up next to you, "She works for Vice, she started out as a journalist. She's great too."    You gave a grateful, if not tired and haggard smile to Namjoon next to you before guzzling your third cup of Malbec. The food still hadn't arrived and you were praying that this would all be over quickly.    "Oh! I love Vice, they're like super cool. How'd you get that job?"    You wanted to take the steak knife next to you and ram it through her dainty throat. "Hard work and dedication. I started out as a free staff writer and worked my way up."    "You always did work hard! Did you ever get that promotion?" You blinked back at Jin, trying not to grit your teeth as you responded.    "I was promoted to research manager a year ago. It's been great, I have a fantastic team and I couldn't be happier." You hoped your voice came out normal, but you could hear the faint quiver of anger and feel the vein in your neck popping as you said this. You were together when you got this promotion, he had missed your party with your coworkers that night but had tried to make it up to you with a beautiful new necklace that unfortunately was around your neck at this moment.    Jin looked momentarily taken aback, perhaps he finally realized what a giant ass he was but quickly little miss perfect spoke up. "Speaking of a year, Jin and I are celebrating our one year anniversary in Hawaii next week. I can't wait!"    If the world could crash around you it was at that moment. You had never put the pieces together, she clocked you out cold with that news. You should have known, really you were a blind idiot in love for not realizing that of course, Jin had been cheating on you and of course that it was with this obnoxiously beautiful, doe-eyed girl sitting across from you. Why else would things end so quickly, so suddenly, if he hadn't already moved on? You couldn't help but wonder if she meant to say that and if she knew that you had been the main woman that she was in fact until just a few months ago a side piece that you didn't know existed. You really were an idiot. Your brain was malfunctioning with anger but before you could react you felt a warm liquid crash over your beautiful new white dress and looked over to see Namjoon rush up.    "Oh my god (y/n) I am so sorry. God, if we try to get it out right now do you think we can save your dress?"    Little miss perfect was snickering, some small comment about 'he's such a clutz' from her mouth garnered a glare from almost everyone.    "Well, I'll try but red wine on a white fabric I doubt it." You stood up and looked over at everyone, "I'm going to go try to wash this out." You gave a smile and hoped that it didn't betray how happy you were at this event. You finally had an excuse to leave, you could run away from this hell on earth. Bless Namjoon and his butterfingers. Before you could scurry away Namjoon was quick in stride next to you, neither of you speaking until you were nearly at the restroom. Did he realize that you were going to try to escape, please god don't let him stop you.    "Namjoon, it's okay really you can go back. I've got this." You gave a small smile as you looked up at him, his dimples flashing back down at you.      "(Y/N) I did that on purpose. I'm sorry for ruining your dress, but I've tried to clean enough stains out of Jungkook's laundry to know that this is most certainly not coming out. You looked miserable and I was hoping I could help..."    You couldn't help but laugh, of all of Jin's friends Namjoon had always been the most perceptive, that's why he was the glue that had kept them together all these years. Certainly not the most nimble glue, but the groups glue nonetheless.    His smile stretched, his dimples showing once again as his eyes crinkled. "You know, I've missed that sound. I mean...we all do. Jin's been an ass and I can't believe that you actually sat through most of this, but we do miss you. You should spend more time hanging out. I can promise you to invite you when Jin's not around if you'd rather, but you know, it sucked that when he was a complete idiot it cost all of us a great friend."    Perhaps the night hadn't gone to total shit. Sure, you had learned that the man you loved...still kind of love...had cheated on you and was sitting across the table with his perfect-not-you girlfriend and your self-esteem had crumbled to near -20%, but at the very least you had kind of gained a friend back. Maybe. Perhaps you had spent too much time dwelling on the wrong things of the past. Perhaps this was a sign that it was time to get on with your life, fuck men and relationships, you just needed to work on trying to build functional friendships again and leave your house for things other than ice cream runs and work.    "That would be nice..." A friendly silence hung over you for a beat before you shifted uncomfortably in the sticky dress. "Hey, so I really do actually need to leave and change, so I'm just going to dip out through the back. Do you think you can cover for me?"    "Of course, I've got your back! I'll text you later? Maybe we'll figure out a movie night again or something."    With a smile and a slightly awkward thumbs up you made your way out towards the kitchen, begging a waitress in the section to take pity on you and lead you out of the kitchen (luckily not only had it worked but you kind of made a new friend when she broke down crying on you about her crappy boyfriend and then somehow it turned into swapping your numbers with each other before leaving. Nothing brings women together like shitty men apparently.)
   A few weeks later you found yourself running another late night in the office, pooling over different proposals and research done by your team. There wasn't a need to still be in the office, the work would certainly still be there in the morning but going back home to the lonely one bedroom, to the same bed that you had shared with Jin had still been a struggle. Even months later, even after having your heart torn to shreds and hopes completely dashed, even after admitting to yourself it was time to move on it still hurt to sit in silence at night when for years it had been filled with shared meals, long talks, friends, fun, drinks, giggles, mind-blowing sex, and now it was simply painfully quiet. Getting home to the silence made you feel like a failure, it was almost as if your apartment taunted you for not being good enough and as if your Netflix account mocked you for turning into a hermit.    You knew after that dinner that you needed to start trying again, and not as in the 'I'm forcing myself to go out on shitty dates to make people think I'm trying' type of trying. You were trying to love yourself again, you were trying to be happy with yourself. What most people don't discuss about leaving a long-term relationship is that the loneliness isn't just from heartbreak. It's far deeper than that, it goes beyond the need to feel love, to share life. When you've been with someone long enough they become a pillar of you, something that not only supports you but becomes psychologically a piece of you and when that's gone you suddenly aren't sure who you are and that missing pillar leaves you unbalanced. You had turned to the one thing that was a part of you when he wasn't around, your work. And even as you were working on loving yourself again, even as you admitted that this shit wasn't working and were trying to reconcile your own broken thoughts and fleeting, whirling, emotions you were having a hard time breaking the habit of relying on the one thing you were good at...work.    Exhaustion was slowly creeping up into you as read through another proposal, your body reminding you that you were still merely human. Cracking your neck and giving a mangled yawn you knew it was time to call it quits. Grabbing your phone you were shocked to see that you had missed over a dozen messages and a phone call from Namjoon.    [Namjoon]: (Y/N), the guys and I are headed out to the bar we always used to go to, I thought you might want to join.    Group message: [Taehyung]: (Y/N) (Y/N) (Y/N) come hang out! Too many guys, come hang out! [Jimin]: Yeah (Y/N) come hang out! It's boring without you, I'm tired of talking to sweaty dudes! [Jungkook]: I told you I was coming straight from the gym, that's not nice! [Jimin]: Aaaah, Kookie, you smell nice [Yoongi]: Why are you dipshits texting each other, you're sitting right next to each other [Hoseok]: Because we want (Y/N) to come hang out! Also, you haven't said a word, this is the most I've heard from you all night Mr. 'why are we texting when we can just text...' [Yoongi]:...whatever...idiot... [Hoseok]: But I'm your favorite idiot! (Y/N) come on, help me get Yoongi to actually talk! [Namjoon]: Guys, she's probably still at work, stop blowing up her phone. [Taehyung]: I refuse, (Y/N) save me from another night with just men. [Jungkook]: Yeah, I refuse too! Fight the man! [Jimin]: Fuck the system! (Y/N) join us rebels! [Namjoon]: I will literally take away all of your phones if you don't leave her alone.    You couldn't help but feel lighter, excited as you read the messages. This was change, this was a step to getting your life back on track, back to happy. The exhaustion was long forgotten as you sent a reply to all of them. [Y/N]: Fuck the system! Get me a tall whiskey sour, make it strong. I'll be there in 10.
   Luckily the 'usual' bar was only one subway stop away, and it felt like just a few minutes before you found yourself out of the humidity of the sweltering summer night and into the run-down bar where you immediately spotted the group split with half of them in a corner table with the other half playing on an old, unleveled and worn down pool table.    "(Y/N)! My beautiful savior, a goddess incarnate, a radiating beauty!" Taehyung and the younger boys launched themselves onto you first, their steps slightly messy as they sprung into bouncy steps over to you.    "Yay! You joined us! Hey, hey, join my team! Jimin sucks at pool!" Jungkook giggled as he quickly thrust a pool cue at you, his face bright with his glowing bunny smile.    "I don't suck! Hobi's just too good!" Jimin glowered as he handed you your drink. "Here, (Y/N)!"    "Thanks, guys, but I think I'm going to just sit the first round out." Upon Jungkook's glowering, you quickly spoke up, "First round only, Kookie I'll play after that!"    As the boys finally shuffled back over to the table you took a long swig of the drink, relishing in the slight burn as the acidic drink ran down your throat and walked over to the table where the older boys were quietly watching. Hobi quickly brought you in for a strong hug before rushing back to the game, a competitive glint in his eyes.    "Thank god you're here, maybe now they'll shut up." Yoongi took a swig of his beer, a faint smirk on his face.    "Oh Min Yoongi, that is just the best compliment a girl can get." You gave a joking curtsey before winking at him and sitting next to Namjoon. "Thanks for inviting me, I think I've been too focused on work. You saved me from another night of Netflix and email."    "Anytime. I'm glad you came out!" Namjoon gave a bright smile before clearing his throat. "So, what have you been working on. Any cool new stuff we should be on the lookout for?"    "Ahhhh, I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you! Company policy, nothing personal. I will tell you this though, I'm sick of getting great ideas and great theories with no contacts. You know, you'd think by now people would understand that while the research and ideas are important we can't do shit unless we have people to contact. These are documentaries we're doing. Some of it we can do in articles, but that's not what we're doing on the research team."    "Ah, contacts. I guess that old saying 'it's not what you know it's who you know' is too true." Yoongi grunted in response to Namjoon before wiping his mouth and leaning over.    "It's a bunch of bullshit. We're always concerned about interpersonal connections built on fakeness. We're in a land of consumerism where we're constantly selling our souls, trying to get likes, trying to get people to like us. But for what? It's bullshit man, it's a capitalist ploy to get us to buy more shit so we can get better 'connections' so we can look 'the part' so we can keep buying their shit. The world is fucking shit."    You couldn't help but give a laugh at this. "Too true, although as passionate as that speech was there are good points to trying to get connections. I mean, I'm trying to get connections to people the world isn't listening to. I want the unheard voices who don't have those connections to be heard. But we have to be the change. There's a loophole in consumerism. Don't buy into the bullshit, fight for the unheard to be heard. We just have to collectively say it."    "But will these sheeple ever actually do it? I mean, we're all so brainwashed now most people don't even think about it." Yoongi gave a scoff as he downed the rest of his beer. While some might have been intimidated you thrived on these conversations. You missed bouncing off cynical ideas with him, you missed waxing philosophical with Namjoon with the mix of light-hearted fun from the younger boys. God, you were an idiot for thinking just because they were attached to the devil himself Jin that you had to leave all of this.    "I missed your cynical ass Yoongi. I can't help but point out though...you are wearing a Supreme hoodie. Consumerism is bullshit, huh?" Namjoon and Yoongi both laughed as you gave a wink.    "What about me?" Jimin called out from the side.    "Oh, of course, Jimin, I missed your cute little butt too."    "Hey, it's not little! I've been doing more squats!" He turned around and gave a playful wiggle before Jungkook shouted for him to 'play the game, we're loosing damn it!'
   It wasn't until the early hours of the next day and four rounds of you joining in the game before all of you shuffled into the streets and drunkenly sang goodbyes to one another. Namjoon quietly walked beside you as you made your way back to the subway.    "Joonie, I'm a grown woman I think I can make it home by myself." You spoke quietly, your voice husky with sleep.    "Oh, uh...I actually moved to this side of town a few months ago. Besides, creeps are always out around now." Namjoon shuffled a little closer as he spoke, the scent of his cologne and beer closing gently around you.    "Well, in that case, I guess we'll have a little bit more time to chat. You were pretty quiet tonight, you doing okay?"    "I'm doing great. Seriously, thank you for coming out. We all missed you."    "Including you?" You batted your eyelashes jokingly at Namjoon, the lingering effects of the drinks still giving you a playfulness. Namjoon just gave you a warm smile but looked down at you before giving you a quiet reply. "Especially me."
   A month later you were rushing back to your apartment with your hands full of baking goods. After Jin had gotten back from his one year anniversary you and the boys still often made plans, all of them luckily never mentioning the missing member when you did spend time together. Today, however, was a little different. Namjoon had begged you the other day to teach him how to make the bunny cookies you made for Jungkook's birthday. You were nervous about this, Namjoon in the kitchen had never resulted in anything good before. He wasn't just clumsy, once knives and fire were involved things were often dangerous. But how could you ever say no to his dimples? Besides, Jungkook's birthday wasn't for over a month, giving plenty of time for you to get him to at least bake your simple chocolate chip cookies.    You were shocked to see Namjoon running up the stairs ahead of you, panting in exhaustion and his sweaty shirt clinging onto him as if he ran a mile. "Joonie!" He almost fell as you called over to him. "My god, you look like you ran a mile. I thought you said you were just around the corner now?"    His eyes widened as he stammered out through labored breaths, "oh...uh...yeah..well I woke up late?"    "Why is that a question? Namjoon...you still live in the apartment by the university don't you?" You chuckled as a blush crept up his neck. "You always were a bad liar. Come on, let's get you some water. That's at least a solid three-mile walk if you didn't take the subway."    He hung his head sheepishly as he followed you into the quiet apartment, his breathing finally steady again. Both of you kicked off your shoes before walking down the short hallway and turning into the kitchen. Swinging open the fridge you grabbed a bottle of water and took a second to admire Namjoon as his adams apple bobbed, one slow steady drop of sweat working its way onto his clavicle before you finally tore your eyes onto the worn laminent floors, your face heating up slightly.    "Thanks, for uh the water and for helping me out with this."    "Ah, don't thank me for helping you out until we actually make a successful batch of cookies! I haven't done anything yet!" You tried to ward off the hazy thoughts filling your brain as you laid out the groceries on your counter.    "So, I wrote out the ingredients for you that way when you go shopping you can get the exact same things I get. It's honestly really easy, yes Namjoon, even you can do it."    "You say that now. Listen, I can do a lot of things, tell me to stand in front of one hundred kids in an early morning lecture and try to get them interested in philosophy, no problem. But...kitchens...they...just don't agree with me. I think something went wrong at birth or something and I got cursed by appliances."    You laughed as he waved his hands accusatorially at the stove. "Nah, Namjoon you're just nervous. The first step is to take a deep breath in and become one with the cookie."    "Right, right, become one with the cook-you're fucking with me aren't you?" He relaxed after hearing your laugh, a pout playing on his lips before the two of you began.    "Okay, so in this bowl, we're going to add in all the dry ingredients. So add in the cake and bread flour."    "There are different kinds of flour???"    "Yep. And for the best cookies ever I use bread and cake flour. When I measure it," You scooped up some cake flour before grabbing a butter knife, "I always make sure the top is completely level." Discarding the excess on top you poured in the ingredients. "Baking is easy. It's a science, getting it right is more exact than cooking. As long as you follow the recipe to a T it'll come out fine."    He gave you a side eyes glance as if to say, 'not for me' but quietly followed in step and repeated after you. Eventually, you lulled into a comfortable silence as the two of you worked together, the only words quiet instructions as you got more serious before throwing the batter into the fridge. "The dough has to chill, at least 24 hours. Tomorrow we'll finish everything. But considering that you have gotten through all of this without a single hitch I say that we do an early celebration! I don't have any drinks, but is takeout and a movie cool with you?"    "As long as I don't have to be in the kitchen still that sounds perfect. I'm good with whatever you get. I can go set up a movie while you order?" You gave a quiet chuckle as you looked over at the menus on your fridge before ordering some Thai food near you and taking a place on the corner of the couch. "So...a french film?"    "Hey, it looks fantastic!"    "It looks obscurely hipster and very you. I'm sure it'll be good." You took a sip of water before smiling at the slight blush rising up on his neck again. You didn't want to dwell on why you liked that blush on him so much. Your brain had been muddled when the two of you worked in the kitchen, his scent clinging to your every thought, his concentrated clenched facial expressions making you spiral in dark thoughts that you kept trying to brush aside. As the two of you sat quietly on the couch you couldn't help but wonder if it would be okay to move closer, but negative thoughts of Jin kept flitting back to you. The feeling of not being good enough kept wafting in your head as you paid no attention to the opening scenes of the movie.    Your brain was in an outwardly silent but frenzied internal war. Why Namjoon? Why Jin's friend? Were you just desperate for touch, starved for affection? Was your body just naturally responding to the lack of stimulation, or was this deeper? You had always noticed his appearance, his deep dimples and glowing skin could give any man a run. You had always thought he was attractive but were your thoughts actually deeper? Yes, of course, they were. You had always loved his mind. His quiet introspection, the deep long talks about life had made you fast friends. And that's what this was. Friendship. Not a crush, you just needed to get laid. That's all. You wouldn't do that to Namjoon. You couldn't ruin years of friendship just because years of a steady relationship had left you awkward with new beginnings, and you were simply seeing more into this because he was the closest man to you. Besides, what would he see in you? Clearly, a friend. He had no idea that you were tempted to jump his bones, that every time you heard his deep laughs and husky voice you wanted to latch onto his plush lips and bite them. He couldn't know that you had for the last month been pushing aside lingering thoughts of how he would taste, wondering how he would feel deep in-    "(Y/N), are you okay?" When you looked up you saw Namjoon pulling out the boxes of curry and rice with worry. You hadn't even realized that the movie had been paused, your thoughts hadn't even been broken at the sound of the doorbell.    "Oh, yeah, sorry. Guess I'm just...lost in thought?" You tried to give a reassuring smile before quickly moving to the coffee table and grabbing your portion. "Hope curry is okay!"    "Penny?"    "What?"    "Penny for your thoughts?" Namjoon swallowed down a bite quickly, his eyes lingering on yours with a kind worry on his features.    "Ah...honestly? This house has been quiet for months. It's just...nice I guess to not be alone." You tried to shovel mouth into your food after you spoke, anxiety gnawing at you. You hadn't intended to be so honest, you didn't want to worry your friend.    Namjoon drew slightly closer on the couch, rubbing your shoulders before quietly taking a bite of food. "I get that. You know, when Jenny and I broke up and I had to move out. I could have kept that apartment, but every time I came home I felt like I would still see her walking through the door. I knew she wouldn't, but it was tough."    "I feel the exact same way. I keep expecting to see Jin, it's been nearly a year but I still sometimes almost text him asking if he wants me to pick anything up. When I'm here I just feel so empty, it's like I'm constantly reminded of my inability to be a good partner."    "(Y/N), you were a wonderful partner. Any guy would kill to have someone like you, Jin was just an idiot."    "If I was good enough though, why would he cheat? I appreciate that you're trying to make me feel better, but clearly, I wasn't good enough."    "Maybe, if you want to look at it that way. But I don't. I see him as the one who wasn't good enough, I think he did too. I've talked to him about it you know. He had kept the other relationship quiet until you broke up, Yoongi and Jungkook flat out refused to talk to him for months when they found out. Jin...watched you grow and become this amazing, confident woman who didn't need him and he felt like he wanted someone who needed to rely on him, someone who was less sure of themselves. Instead of telling you this he...well you know what he did. I'm not saying it was right, god was it wrong. But I'm trying to say that he did this fucked up thing because of his own stupidity, because of his own choices."    "Well if he wanted someone less confident he certainly created that with me. I feel...worthless." You hated how small your voice came out, how fragile you sounded. You wanted to sound strong and brave, but you couldn't. You were too tired to lie, to try to keep pretending.    "Worthless? You're not. Look at how you make all of us? The guys love you, they always want advice from you. Your friends rely on you because you make them feel safe, heard, understood. That's a gift. And you got that promotion at work for those same reasons, you're a fantastic leader."    "That's not necessarily dating material though. I mean, maybe I'm not good enough in bed or something."    "Well I can't speak to that, but I think the problem is that you're dating the wrong guys. You should look for a man who wants someone who either can lead them or lead with them. Someone who understands that a powerful woman isn't something to fear, but to cherish." He sounded so sure of that, so reassuring that you couldn't help but smile at him. It would have hurt too much to keep talking about it, but you appreciated his words too much to not show some sort of appreciation, even if it was weak at best.
   You laid in bed late at night, the earlier conversation with Namjoon still running through your head. You still felt that you weren't exactly good enough for Jin, but you didn't feel the same unease about it. Maybe being good enough wasn't a fair position to put yourself in. You had never before given much thought as to how others ranked you, but after the break up you spent too much time dwelling on others opinions. If there was anything to take away from this it was that you needed to understand that the only 'good enough' that was important was if you were good enough for yourself. In the last few months, you hadn't tried to do much of anything and that wasn't good enough for you. You were always the type to go out there and get what you wanted, but now the uncertainty and not knowing what it was that you wanted had left you even more fragile. The first step to loving yourself was clear now. You would find happiness eventually, that wasn't the goal. The goal now was to just live again. To get outside the apartment, to try meeting new people, to spend time with friends. And maybe move too, Namjoon was right...it's hard moving on when everything around you reminds you of Jin. The thought of packing everything up before had left you in states of depression, but now you were excited. You had limitless options open, you could do whatever you wanted without fear of it changing another person's life. It was time to move on.
   The next day while munching on the cookies you finally finished with Namjoon you decided to enlist his help. "So..."    "They're really good! I can't believe I made this and it's actually really good!" Namjoon hummed happily as he finished the second cookie, his dimples on full display.    "I told you Namjoon, it's just about thinking you can do it. Hey, speaking of believing in yourself I was thinking about what you said...and...I think I'm ready to move on, as in literally move. I know that this apartment is super close to work, and it has a great view of the river but I need to live somewhere else and I'm too busy at work to look for new apartments except on weekends. I already checked my lease and I just have to give a thirty-day notice since I'm already month to month. I know it's a lot to ask for, but could you maybe help me?"    "Of course! I would love to! In fact, I know that there's a condo right next to me that's been trying to sell! It might be next to the university, but it's pretty quiet all things considered and it's not too far away from your office, it's only about three subway stops away. Do you want me to ask how much it would be?"    "Oh my gosh, really? Do you know their number?"    Namjoon pulled out his phone instead of replying and quickly sent off a response. "He's selling it for $110,000. So if you have $20,000 you can put down then I say we go take a look at it. He says he's showing it all day today."    "What are we waiting for? Let's go!" You rushed over to gather your things and just thirty minutes later you were standing in the condo. It was much larger, a full two bedroom two bathroom and it would be something you actually owned instead of rented but you could easily afford it. It wasn't as modern, but it was beautiful. It was simple, wood floorings and full windows and a small patio garden out back. You didn't need all the fixings, you just needed something different and this was perfect. Namjoon seemed just as excited as you walked through the place, talking animatedly with the owner about the recent upgrades, the new businesses in the area and after some time you finally spoke to the owner to discuss a meeting with one of your bankers about all of the paperwork. A week later and it was official, you would be closing on the condo in just 15 more days. Change was in the air, and while just a month ago you would have been heartbroken and distraught, now you were excited.
   September first seemed to roll around too quickly, the summer humidity finally starting to be less sweltering and the unpacking was almost complete. By tomorrow you would be officially moving, but today you would be celebrating the birth of Jungkook. While you had a small amount of apprehension and nerves at the prospect of having to see Jin and Rose AKA 'miss perfect' you felt a weight off your shoulder when Namjoon assured you that if you weren't comfortable not only could you leave but he would stay with you. In the last month, he had really helped you open back out of your shell and you didn't feel the aching chasm of being alone anymore. Most of your weekends had been spent baking cookies and packing with him, weekday nights had been spent outside of work and with friends including people that you hadn't seen since the breakup. Your grandmother was no longer saying 'bless your heart' when you talked to her about your plans. All in all, things were looking good, and you felt, dare you say, happy. Waking up in the mornings was exciting again, getting into work was more about the joy of it than proving something to yourself. You were even starting to think about maybe trying to go out on a few dates again although every time that you thought about it your brain kept going back in circles to Namjoon, how perfect it would be to stay up late discussing the societal changes that the 14th-century troubadours brought about, or watching some obscure film and analyzing it would be with him. You hated that you had to keep reminding yourself that he was just a friend, simply a friend and that your brain was only doing this to you because he was the main man that you did spend time with and it had nothing to do with his brilliant mind, kind disposition, and fantastic ass, nope nothing to do with that at all.    Just as you finished wrapping Jungkook's birthday present a knock on your door sounded. It was time, ready or not you were about to face Jin again for the second time after the breakup but the more daunting prospect at that moment was the blossoming, more sinister desires springing up over one of your mutual friends. You really needed to get out more often. Taking a deep breath you gave a warm smile to Namjoon and stepped outside with him.    "You look...beautiful." Namjoon smiled down at you, his gaze wandering quickly over your figure before clearing his throat. "Ready?"    "As I'll ever be." You gave a nervous chuckle as the two of you made your way out onto the street. Luckily Jungkook was just three blocks away and today brought a steady, crisp breeze that brought promises of cooler weather.    "Remember, just say the word and we can leave." He gave a reassuring smile as the two of you walked in a comfortable silence.    By the time you reached Jungkook's apartment you were among the last to arrive and were quickly greeted happily by everyone. Jungkook had latched onto the cookies in Namjoon's hand only to stare at them dubiously after being informed that Namjoon had actually been the ones to bake them. With slight nerves, he had finally taken a bite of one before almost dropping it after saying with a full mouth, "These...these are actually...good?"    Jin and his girlfriend had arrived at just that moment apparently as he said behind you, "Of course their good Jungkook, those are clearly (Y/N)'s."    "No, actually I've been teaching Joonie how to bake, these are his. I must say, he's a pretty good baker now that he's gotten the hang of it." You chose to look only at Namjoon as you spoke, not wanting to turn around and face the two of them just yet.    "Nah, I'm only good because you taught me." Namjoon nervously scratched the back of his neck as he gave an embarrassed smile directed at the floor.    "Oooh, what do we have here. A budding romance?" At the sound of her sugar sweet voice, you turned around to see Rose giggling before kissing Jin, completely missing Namjoon choking on his water at her comment. "Happy birthday Kookie!" You were shocked to realize after seeing the two of them together you didn't feel much of anything. Slight annoyance, yes, but for the most part, you just saw a couple that clearly didn't understand how not to partake in PDA.    "Don't call me Kookie." Jungkook muttered, his annoyance completely missed by most people as everyone shuffled over to get started on his choice of dinner and movies (all Marvel movies, you should have guessed.) You were sandwiched between Yoongi (who spent most of the time ignoring everyone and was instead flipping through Instagram) and Namjoon (who kept glancing over at you every few minutes.)    At a particularly loud fight scene in the movie, Namjoon leaned over to you and whispered, "How are you doing?"    "I'm doing fine Joonie. Really good actually. Thank you...for everything." You whispered back and stole a quick glance up to see a dazzling smile, his eyes crinkling up as he ruffled your hair before leaning back.    Unfortunately, your short interaction was noticed by Rose who loudly spoke out, "What are you two lovebirds whispering about?" You hated that you could feel heat rising off your face as you glared at her. Namjoon sputtered next to you, coughing as he looked at the floor. Yoongi almost dropped his phone next to you and most of the boys, including Jin, looked like they would get whiplash with how quickly they looked at the two of you.    "Hey, you guys are missing the best part!!!" Jungkook shouted, throwing a pillow in the general direction of her voice as everyone returned their attention back to the movie.    You felt horribly embarrassed, but angrier at the injustice of everything. She had been the other woman, she had been the one to steal Jin away but now she was just a nosy bitch and you were tired of her watchful eyes that had remained on you through the rest of the movie. By the beginning of the second movie, you stared back at her for a minute, rolling your eyes as she smirked over at you. Maybe you were being a little...childish...for how annoyed she made you. You normally kept your cool in most situations, and you must admit you were judging her unfairly on already made terrible assumptions about her personality. And that's what gave you the idea. It was horrible, you could already hear the smarter half of your brain telling you that it would be playing into whatever she wanted out of the two of you. The other half though was hopeful that maybe, just maybe there was a possibility that whatever stagnant, underlying tension the two of you had might finally erupt. Maybe Rose was right, maybe there was something there and maybe you had a chance. The more you thought about it the less you wanted to wait. The thought of staying here and dealing with her taunts without knowing was starting to harden your resolve. You had to tell Namjoon. You were a grown woman terrified of a crush, but you knew that you couldn't keep questioning yourself any longer. You didn't just have a crush on Namjoon, you loved him. And maybe, just maybe he saw you as more than a friend too. That growing hope was exactly why you leaned over to Namjoon and whispered to him, "Joonie...what do you say we get out of here?"    "Now??? I mean, I know we've already seen these movies a million times, but Jungkook hasn't gotten to his presents. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Listen, don't listen to her. Everyone know's that...we're...not...like that..." His voice was getting lower and lower as he spoke, his usually attentive gaze was focused solely on his hands. You could feel your hopes start crashing, but you couldn't help but want to keep trying. He might not want you around after this, but god you couldn't keep pretending anymore. You didn't want to hear him say that you weren't like that and not know that you wanted it to be like that again.    "We don't have to...I've got to be honest, she annoys the fuck out of me. But, I don't care what she says, I just...figure...god this is so childish, but..."    "Whispering again? So secretive!" You really should have known that she would interrupt, it was obvious she would notice, she hadn't even paid attention to the movies and you knew that. After all, the two of you had been engaged in a staring contest just a few minutes ago. Anger boiling over you stood up, all eyes widening as you opened your mouth before Namjoon quickly grabbed your hand and spoke for you.    "We were actually just talking about leaving. (Y/N) just moved, and she's still got a lot to unpack. Sorry Jungkook, we'll make it up later!" The warmth of his hand in yours erased the earlier anger, your tension visibly melting as you waved goodbye to everyone.    "Sorry Kook, but I promise once I have my kitchen set up I'll have you over for whatever cookies or cakes you want!" Jungkook gave a smile back before quickly returning to the fight scene, lucky for you he had a relatively one track mind and as long as he could go back to the movie he didn't seem to mind much.    Just as the two of you were walking out of the apartment Jin's voice made both of you turn around. "(Y/N) hold on." Namjoon gave a questioning look to you, but you gave a small smile and nodded your head before he reluctantly let go of your hand and walked down to the stairs.    "Listen, I'm sorry. I....know this has got to be more awkward for you than me. Rose is..."    "A loudmouth? Yeah, I noticed...listen, Jin, it's really okay. Don't worry about it, it's not your fault..." It really was okay too, in fact, you hadn't realized until after seeing Jin again that you were really over everything. You had really moved on. After a moment of awkward silence, you said, "I'm not happy how it happened, but I don't hate you. I want you to be happy."    Jin gave a small smile, his face still creased with worry. "I'm sorry. I was awful, and I...I wish I could have been better for you. You and Namjoon...man you guys make sense. He's great for you, and he'd be so lucky to have you. I know that I fucked up, but you're still one of my best friends and I want you to know that I'm here for you."    You couldn't help but give a large smile as you hugged Jin. "Thank you, Jin. Joonie and I...we aren't like that...but...if I can get up the courage maybe we will be. I...I want you to know that you're still my friend too. Maybe we can catch up some other time, but I think it's time that I finally try to ask Namjoon out so...I'll see you later." The two of you hugged tightly for a brief second as he whispered another small sorry before giving a small wave and walking back into the apartment. "Namjoon, I know you're still standing there, I didn't hear you walk down the steps." Namjoon gave a sheepish grin as you reached him.    "Sorry...I just...wanted to make sure you would be okay...so uh..." He was fidgeting uncomfortably with the hem of his shirt, his face was turning a deep crimson.    "Well, I guess that saves me a lot of trouble. I suppose you heard what I said?" You felt nerves pooling in your stomach, but they were caused by excitement. There was nothing about Namjoon that gave you anxiety, you knew that no matter where this lead to you had a good friend in him but the possibility that you could finally have him as something more was lighting a bright fire in you.    "Yeah...did you mean it? I don't...I didn't want to say anything because I was afraid you were still hung up on Jin but honestly (Y/N), I've loved you since the moment we met. You have this amazing mind, and you're just, god no pictures, paintings, or words will ever do your beauty justice, and you have this presence that's just so comforting and"    "Namjoon, can you just shut up and kiss me?" You grabbed his hands as you looked up into his eyes and suddenly you felt his thick lips collide onto yours. It wasn't slow or gentle, it was a frenzied moment where the slowly simmering tension finally broke. If you were honest, this moment had been under the surface for years. Perhaps from the first time you met him, it had just worked out that you had never paid any attention or thought to the lingering glances and underlying emotions before because you couldn't. The feeling of his plush lips on yours, his tongue gaining entrance and feeling of his hands gripping hard on your hips was enough for you to groan before pulling back, his name came out as a low groan and mangled pant.    "(Y/N), if we don't start leaving I swear I'll take you here right now." You couldn't help but groan again at the images filling your head as you slowly stepped away from him before grabbing his hand.    "Joonie, take me home." The walk back to your apartment had been almost painful, your desire growing at a rapid rate. You hadn't slept with someone and had hardly masturbated in nearly a year so it shouldn't have surprised you how uncomfortably your underwear clung to you from a simple brief makeout session. The smell of Namjoon's cologne was enough to keep you submerged in dark thoughts and the proximity of his lean body enough for you to spiral out into want. By the time you were at the door of the apartment, the two of you were quick to find each other's mouths again. Self-control was rapidly being lost as you felt him pick you up and swing open the door, pushing you onto the wall with a surprisingly gentle thud.    "I need you now." Namjoon was panting in between kisses, his mouth back on you as he bit down on your bottom lip while working to pull off your shirt. As you pulled the material over your head you felt confidence surge through you with his guttural groans. You unwrapped your legs from around his hips as you silently led him to the bedroom, making quick work of your pants before turning back around to him.    "Namjoon, before this goes further, I want you to know that I love you. I've never felt surer of wanting anyone more than right now, and I want this to be something." You needed him to know that this wasn't a rebound, you needed him to know that it wasn't just a body that you needed or convenience or sex, you needed him.    "Thank god, because honestly, I want to fuck you now and tomorrow morning, and the next day but I need you now or I swear I'm going to cum in my fucking pants." He pulled you back into his arms for a softer kiss that spoke more of tenderness than of desire, but your body felt like it was on fire and you were sure that if you didn't get relief soon you would probably combust at the sight of him busting in his pants. Before you could voice your concern however he was quickly walking you back to the bed before slowly slipping off your lace panties, the noise of it departing your slick heat reverberating off the walls. "God, I could just look at you all day."    "Please don't, I need you so bad I feel like I'm going explode if you don't Aaaaaah" You couldn't think after you felt his lips latch onto your clit giving a loud suck. The relief was instant, the nerves on fire at finally feeling something after so long. The sight of his face buried between your legs was making your arousal drip down around him. "God, Joonie, don't stop." You could feel him grin on your heat as his fingers moved quickly to your core, luckily he wasn't a man who enjoyed teasing. He inserted one quickly before adding a second, his fingers slowly moving to work in tandem with his mouth. His face drew back for a moment as your pants turned into long, deep moans to admire your face. His fingers curled right into your spot as he reached down to leave dark marks on the base of your throat. Wrapping your fingers into his hair you brought him back to your face as your hips rutted up with desperation as you found purchase on his lips, moaning as you saw bright white and felt yourself finally let go.    Opening your eyes back up you moved your hand down to pull his wrist gently away from your core, his fingers still slowly moving inside you. "God, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." You glanced down to realize that you had made a pool underneath you, his jeans stained with your release.    "I've...I've never squirted before." Your admission brought out a strangled groan from Namjoon before he gave you a look of heavy desire, his face changing to pure want as you sat up to undress him.    "I'm the first one to make you squirt?" His words were soft, thick and gravely as he choked them out.    "Not just the first, the only one. Only you can make me cum like that." You were latched onto his collarbone as you said this, wanting to mark him for the world to see.    His hips thrust into your hands as you unbuckled his belt before he stepped away to finally remove his pants and briefs. Your mouth watered at the sight as you fumbled with your bra. He was perfect, his skin glowing from the summer sun, his muscles only a soft glint. His dick was hard against his navel, a mess of precum glinting around the tip as he fumbled back in his jeans for a condom and god he really did have the perfect ass. As he slowly rolled the condom on you relaxed onto the bed, your body no longer sluggish from your earlier release but tingling in desire for another one.    "Are you sure?" He asked as he lined himself up, his face earnest with concern.    "Please fuck me Namjoon." You both let out breathless groans as he slowly entered you, he stood still for a moment as he nestled deep inside you before you rolled your hips into his. It was euphoric, completely addicting how snugly he fit into you, how perfectly he felt inside you at that moment. You felt so filled, so whole and you could tell he felt the same as he slowly started moving, his jaw falling open and eyes screwed tightly shut at the feeling of you.    "You're so tight, god how are you so fucking perfect?" His praise went straight to your core and all you could do was moan in response, your hands reaching up to weave through his silky hair. Slowly he began to pick up his pace and the sound of his hips snapping into yours filled the air with obscene sounds of skin hitting wet skin. As you watched him open his eyes to view him disappear inside your wet heat you could feel yourself tingle, your core becoming tightly strung nerves on the verge of releasing. The feeling of your impending release was washing over your body, your flesh felt on fire and your moans were becoming increasingly deeper, louder, broken with each thrust. Your eyes shut tightly as you tried to voice to him that you were about to cum again but his hands grabbed hold of your jaw as you heard a low rumble from his chest. "I want you to watch me when I make you fall apart." You looked up to see sweat glistening off his chest before looking down when you felt his thumb move to your bundle of nerves and then you felt everything snap. His hands jerked your face back up and suddenly you were seeing stars when you saw his eyes blown out with lust as he looked down at you.    "Namjoon, I'm I'm cu-cu-cuming." Your voice was hoarse as you began to scream his name over and over before his mouth sought yours again. Your tongues intertwined as you could feel his thrusts becoming sloppier, erratic as he chased his own high before his seed spilled inside the condom. With a few more lazy thrusts the two of you broke apart with tired groans before he slumped over onto your body, his face buried in your neck and cock softening inside you. For a few minutes, the two of you laid there, your sweaty limbs tangled together as you stroked his hair lazily, his lips peppering soft kisses along your neck.    "I know that this is kind of backwards, but I'd really like to take you out for dinner tomorrow night." Namjoon slowly pulled out and tied off the condom, tossing it into a wastebasket before he shuffled back towards you.    "How about 7, after I get out of work?" You couldn't help but smile as you pulled yourself closer to the warmth of his skin. He gave a quiet confirmation and the last thing you felt before falling asleep was his arms wrapping tightly around your waist. Perhaps this was backwards, perhaps this was odd the way how it all happened, but the fact that the two of you found each other was all that mattered. In fact, you decided the next morning after waking up to see him sleeping soundly next to you that you would have to thank Rose the next time you saw her for being so nosey that all of this finally happened. You wouldn't trade this moment for the world.
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If Lara Jean really, truly is being honest with herself, she enjoys being part of a squad. Content making has been only Kitty and her for so long, starting when they were barely more than teenagers, that Lara Jean never managed to make long-lasting friendships. She was always envious of those Youtube squads, despite the nasty rumours going around about some of them, especially in moment when she was feeling lonely.
She couldn’t live in the mansion with them all, and not just because Gabe eats her cookie dough raw every time he’s around, but she’s come to really love having a tight group of friends. People who help her and support her, people who believe in what she does to the point of promoting her content to their followers too.
Which, of course, means drama comes slapping her in the face when she least expects it.
Peter drags her along to a party, because he claims nobody will believe they’re actually dating if they never show themselves together outside of the vlog house. As far as arguments go, it’s a fairly weak one but Lara Jean is feeling adventurous, and Chris and Lucas promised they would be there too. If anything else, she can beg them to bring her home while Peter is busy partying somewhere else.
He shows up at her house with his flashy car, not the family van he usually drives, so Lara Jean’s suspicions switch on immediately. She waits until they’re on the main before she asks, “She’ll be there tonight, right?”
She doesn’t have to clarify who she is – they’ve kept her name unsaid for months now, but people keep mentioning her in the comments, comparing her to Lara Jean, commenting on how much more relaxed everyone, and especially Chris, is now that she’s gone. She’s like a ghost following them all around the mansion, her presence known but ignored until tonight.
Peter sighs, loudly. “Yeah, she will.”
Lara Jean looks at the car she’s sitting in, at Peter’s hair combed back, at her own outfit. She should have seen this coming, and yet she can’t stop the knot from forming inside her stomach as realisation dawns on her. “Are you trying to make her jealous?”
“What?! How? What? No!” A pregnant pause. “A little?”
He cringes as he says it, which is way cuter than it ought to be. She wants to be upset at him for so very obviously using her like that, but then again. Their entire relationship is based on using each other to get something out of their couple.
“Not jealous in a ‘fight to get me back’ way,” he clarifies. “More ‘look what you gave up on and how much better off I am without you,’ if that makes sense?”
“Are you?” she asks. “Happier?”
“I mean, I get fresh cookies every day so…” His sentence finishes in a bark of laughter when she punches his shoulder as hard as she can. He rubs it with one hand, the other still on the wheel. “Yeah, I am. I loved her but she was… We weren’t good for each other. It wasn’t healthy.”
“Good on you to admit it.”
“Only admitting it after she cheated on me and blamed me for it, so not sure how good it is but you know…” He sighs. “At least Chris isn’t so cranky all the time anymore.”
Lara Jean knows deflection when she hears it, so she takes the bait and starts talking about Chris’ latest videos and how well received her collab with Gabe was. Their conversation gets a little less tense from there, and they even have fun brainstorming ideas for the vlog by the time Peter parks in front of a mansion even bigger than his.
The party is already in full swing, but Peter stops her in the entrance hall, pulling on her hand for her to turn toward him.
“No baking tonight,” he tells her as he reaches for the crunchie holding her hair up into a ponytail. “I like you better with your hair down anyway.”
“Well if you like me better with my hair down…”
“Damn, Covey! Only a few weeks with us and you’re already so full of snark. Definitely not a good influence on you.”
She pokes her tongue out at him, and Peter chuckles even as he runs his fingers through her hair to tame it and make it pretty. He’s so much closer than she’s used to – close enough for her to admire the gold speckles in his eyes and the light freckles on his nose. She wonders how many people get to be so intimate with him, instead of just looking at him through the lens of a camera.
“There. Perfect.”
She doesn’t wonder why her heart beats faster.
“Peter?” she asks, just when he’s taking her hand again, ready to pull her toward the party. He pauses and raises his eyebrows in a silent question. “No PDA rule tonight.”
He grins, and pulls on her hand.
This isn’t so different from any other party she’s attended with Peter. Gabe has already set a beer pong table and is convincing a pair of girls to play against Chris and him. Lucas is flirting with a white boy on the couch. John Ambrose has half a dozen girls around him, giggling at everything he says.
Lara Jean naturally gravitates toward Chris once Peter has disappeared to get them some drinks. Chris hugs her in greeting, before she starts throwing the ping pong ball and catching it with one hand.
“The Wicked Bitch of the West is here,” she says with a nod to the other side of the room. “Hide your man.”
Lara Jean tries not to be too obvious about it when she walks around the table to sit on a couch’s armrest, which gives her a good view of both the game and Gen. She stands in a corner talking to a brunette, all sparkly dress and perfect hair. Lara Jean can’t help but notice her face looks very different in person, though, a tell that she uses a little too much Facetune on her pictures. But then again, which Instagram mode doesn’t?
Gen must feel her stare, for she turns her head and stares right back at Lara Jean, just in time to see Peter sliding next to her. He bumps Lara Jean’s shoulder with an easy grin before he hands her a red solo cup.
“Missed me?”
“Terribly,” she replies with a grin of her own. He was right earlier; she definitely got more sarcastic from spending time with the squad.
She takes a sip of her beer, only to immediately spit it back in the cup with a grimace of disgust. “That beer is stale!”
“Oh no, that’s mine,” he corrects before switching their cups. “It’s kombucha.”
“Why?!”
“It’s good for digestion. And I’m your ride tonight, remember?”
The admission that he’s not drinking takes her by surprise and, let’s be honest, charms her a little. They’ve all been drinking into torpor at least once a week since she joined the squad, either at the vlog house or a local bar. But they would always Uber to the bar and forth, so nobody had to drink. For him to go dry means more than Lara Jean would have believe at first.
“You could at least get something tasty,” she points out.
“Didn’t we establish I have bad taste?” he jokes back.
She wrinkles her nose at him, just to make him laugh. Peter has a great laugh; she loves to hear it, to see the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. It’s such a good look on him.
“Vlog house’s gonna be busy,” Chris announces as she joins them on the couch. She points to Lucas, still heavily flirting with the white guy from before, his hand high on the guy’s thigh. Then to Gabe, deep in conversation with one of the beer pong girls. Then John Ambrose, still surrounded by a small army of girls. Chris makes a face. “Can I crash at yours, LJ?”
“Guest room is yours,” she replies easily.
“What if I want to crash at your place?” Peter pouts, adding puppy eyes for emphasis.
She knows that in all logic he would be sleeping in her bed. They’ve been dating long enough that everyone believes they’re intimate, which makes sense. She’s been watching his older videos, and he and Gen never were shy about the physical aspect of their relationship.
Still, she runs her tongue before she can think better of it. “You can have the couch.”
Peter and Chris offer her equally baffled looks, albeit for very different reasons. Chris whistles under her breath, as if to react to some massive drama just about to happen. If only she knew that, no, it’s just Lara Jean who messed up without meaning to.
“You still made about yesterday?” Peter asks, innocent enough.
Bless his heart for giving her an out, though, bringing back the prank that turned bad yesterday, when he’d tried to scare John Ambrose. John has slipped and fell down the swimming pool, his head missing the edge by only a few inches. Lara Jean’s shriek had been so deafening it had scared them all even more, and then she’d lectured Peter for five minutes straight. Even Gabe had looked guilty after that.
“Depends,” she replies, before she nods toward one girl across the room. “Find me a slice of that pizza and I’ll reconsider.”
His grin is a little dopey as he shoves his solo cup in her hand to stand up. It’s a good thing only Chris sees that happen, because the guys would never let him live it down.
(He was hugging her from behind last week, one arm against her collarbones, as she was standing at the kitchen island to check her emails on her laptop. Whispering nonsense in her ear just to distract her and to make her laugh. She knew at least one of the guys was filming somewhere, and that they might be caught on camera.
But she didn’t expect Gabe to barge into the kitchen, camera in hand, and to open the fridge to grab something. He held a can next to Peter’s head, already chuckling at his own joke.
“Pete, hey, Pete! What’s the difference between you and that can of cream?” Peter only replied with a deadpan stare. “None, cause y’all so WHIPPED!”
And then Gabe ran for his life. Peter whispered a simple “Be right back,” in Lara Jean’s ear, before dashing after his best friend. Ten seconds were all he needed before Gabe’s scream of horror filled the house.)
She follows him with her eyes as he makes his way to the kitchen in search of a fresh, untouched slice of pizza, and so she doesn’t miss how Gen corners him the moment he’s left alone. He’s got one pizza box opened, paper plate in hand, and he looks like a deer in the highlights when he sees his ex by his side.
“You should do something,” Chris comments.
“Nah, he’s fine.”
She trusts him, and not just because of the contract. From the way he was talking in the car, he needs to confront Gen one more time, to do this for himself.
Lucas plops on the couch next to them just when Gen engages Peter in a tense and awkward conversation, and Lara Jean’s attention is redirected toward her friend. It’s not as if she can hear anything that is said from across the room anyway.
“Abandoned pretty boy so soon?” Chris teases him.
Lucas shrugs, before he grabs the solo cup from Lara Jean’s hand. “Turns out he has a boyfriend. Disappointing.” He takes a sniff of his newly-acquired drink and makes a face. “That smells nasty.”
“It’s kombucha,” Lara Jean says. “Fermented tea.”
“Sounds as nasty as it smells,” Lucas replies, still looking down the cup.
“I’ll give you $500 to drink all of it,” Chris chimes in, getting her camera out of the pocket of her hoodie. It’s exactly why she fits in perfectly with the squad, despite being the only girl before Lara Jean arrived. She has the same sick mentality about it.
And truth is – Lara Jean is starting to develop a bit of that mentality too. “Come on, do it,” she goads him with a sweet smile.
He makes a face and sniffs the drink again. “I really need the money,” he comments.
“Lara Jean!” Her head immediately turns at the sound of her name, if only to find Peter standing in front of her. No pizza but a frazzled look on his features. “Let’s get out of there.”
Lucas is looking at them above the rim of the solo cup, half-hopefully about being saved from the situation. Lara Jean is barely aware of Chris teasing him as she stands up and walks toward Peter.
He wraps a solid arm around her waist, pulling her right against his chest. And then he’s kissing her. Hard and fast, too quick for her to react or even think about enjoying it. It’s over before it even started, and then he’s pulling on her hand and dragging her toward the exit.
She follows without question, all too aware of the way he purposely doesn’t look back. Or doesn’t say anything, the silence between them tense and awkward as he drives away from the house and down the empty streets of LA.
She has no idea where they are going, but soon the streets around them are a little less rich suburbia, a little more hipsterish mess, until he parks next to what appears to be an old dinner.
It’s empty – too late for a coffee date, too early for a post-party refuel – and Peter chooses the booth just next to the vintage jukebox. She slides next to him instead of opposite him, and nods at the old machine with a nudge to his shoulder.
“Seven What’s New, Pussycat and one It’s Not Unusual?” she asks innocently.
Peter snorts a laugh despite his lips pressed into a thin line, some of the tension in his shoulders disappearing at her reference. By the time the waitress shows up at their table to take their order, he’s almost back to his usual self again.
Lara Jean doesn’t mention the insta elephant in the room. If he wants to talk about it he will, but she will not force him into a conversation before he’s ready. Instead she decides on another topic altogether.
“Kitty wants to go to film school.”
It’s something she’s been discussing for a little while now. She jumped straight from high school into this job, but she’s yearning for more now, for something else and different. Lara Jean can’t really blame her – her sister is so talented and has so much potential for greatness – but she can’t help but be a little bit selfish about it.
“I can’t do the videos without her,” she admits. “I have never edited anything in my life.”
“You could be outsourcing.”
She shakes her head, an outright refusal. “I don’t trust anyone to do it beside her.”
“Because you haven’t worked with anyone else,” Peter points out. “Hire an intern and have Kitty teach them everything she knows. The exact way she edits your videos. So you start with the same skills, but a new point of view. Can’t be all that bad.”
She nibbles on her bottom lip. She’s never thought about it that way, but it doesn’t sound too bad. And Kitty would love to have someone to boss around, someone to brag to about her skills. And then Lara Jean would have a whole new person on her payroll, which is terrifying. She’s been pushing back getting an assistant for so long because she’s afraid of having someone who is not Kitty rely on her for a paycheck.
“What about once Kitty is done?”
“You, me, Chris, Lucas, Gabe, John,” Peter counts on his fingers. “That’s six Youtubers in our group who could do with some editing help. We’ll manage.”
She can’t help but grin, even before she spell out the underlying meaning behind his idea. “Am I officially part of the Kazinsquad?” she teases.
Peter’s gaze is too deep, too intense, when their eyes meet. It says things she doesn’t want to hear, to acknowledge. “You’re not getting rid of us so easily, Covey. Fake dating or not, you’re part of the family now. You’re here to stay.”
She looks down at her hands in her lap, so her hair will fall in front of her face and hide her blush. She didn’t expect him to be so candid about it, or herself to get so emotional over it. He talks about family like they’ve been friends forever, instead of only a few weeks. Like he will stick by her side even once the contract is over. She doesn’t quite know what to think of it.
Thankfully the waitress chooses that moment to come back with their orders, and Lara Jean distracts herself with her pile of pancakes long enough to forget about her own awkwardness.
Once she’s ready to face Peter again, his phone is lighting up like a Christmas tree when it lays on the table. He sighs, deep and loud, and flips the phone over to hide the screen.
“She’s blowing up my notifications.”
“I guess it wasn’t a clean goodbye then?” He only gives her A Look, with capital letters and a trademark. “You could block her.”
Peter’s laugh is humourless. “Yeah, I’m not doing that. It’s going to end in a five-minute rant in her Insta stories about how much of an asshole I am to her. Again. I’m done with this shit.”
Lara Jean offers him a tight-lipped smile, her hand finding his under the table. Their fingers link together as Peter raises both their hands above the table to lie there between them. The ring Margot gave her for her birthday shines softly in the neon lights of the dinner. Lara Jean makes up her mind faster than she would have expected of herself, given the circumstances.
“Open Instagram,” she tells him. When Peter only reacts with a confused look, she adds, “We’ll give her a taste of her own medicine.”
Which is petty and low, maybe, but Lara Jean is tired of it. Tired of Peter’s kicked puppy look and the hold Gen still has on him. Tired of this fake dating business working on everyone else but her, tired, and tired and tired.
So she snaps a picture of her own, of their hands, with Peter’s milkshake in the background. It takes a few flirters to make it look nice despite the aggressive lights, and then she posts it to her stories, no tag, no comments. Just the simplicity of an intimate moment caught on camera, a snapshot of a cute late-night date.
Peter is smiling now, finally catching up with her act. He raises his own phone to snap a selfie, the cutest thing ever – their shoulders pressed against each other as she kisses his cheek and he makes a proud-yet-amused face to the camera. It looks so incredibly realistic that it takes Lara Jean’s breath away, just a little.
That is, until she reads the caption he’s writing down. “‘Bae’? You’re such a dork!”
He blows a kiss her way, before bursting into laughter.
Peter becomes a fixture in her life soon enough.
Even if the contract only stipulates one vlog appearance per week, Lara Jean finds herself at the vlog house on most filming days, if only because it’s fun. She doesn’t always participate in the more elaborate jokes and pranks, but she likes to witness it all happen in front of her eyes. The difference between real life and what actually makes it to the vlog fascinates her more than she can put into words.
Any other day, she works on her own channel, testing and prepping recipes when she not actually filming, workshopping new ideas with Kitty, talking brand deals and sponsor agreements with Trina. It’s long, hard work, always has been. But she loves it, loves to spend most of her time in the kitchen to experiment on new recipes to make them perfect, to try stuff she finds on Pinterest, or just to improve some of her classics.
Peter has an habit of showing up to her house when she’s working now. He doesn’t really bother her in the kitchen – always first in line to taste anything, though – and for the most part he’s happy just chilling and editing in a corner, or napping in her living room. She’s gotten used to his mop of curly hair popping from the side of the sofa, or his long legs stretching in front of him when he sits on the kitchen floor. More than one time he ends up with flour in his hair, too busy working on his vlog to notice. Those make for amazing Insta stories.
It is one such day, Kitty sitting on the kitchen island to edit, Peter napping in another room, and Lara Jean practicing a mirror cake for a Halloween recipe. Those are far from her favourite, but they’re damn clickbaity and popular on the internet. Everything for the views, or something.
“I’m just saying, Gabe is totally down to take care of it when we go to Korea.”
It’s an old argument – Kitty has wanted a puppy since she was about six. Arguments against were fairly easy when they were still living in the family house, what with both dad and Margot allergic to dogs. But times has past and they have their own house now, in a whole different state. It’s getting harder and harder to find arguments against having a dog, to the point where Lara Jean doesn’t even know why she still fight her sister about it. Good habits, and all that.
“Gabe? Gabe Rivera? The guy who can’t even remember to feed himself most days? That Gabe?”
“You’re so mean!” Kitty grabs a chocolate chip and throws it at her, but Lara Jean dodges easily. “And okay, maybe not Gabe. But we can afford to put it in a puppy hotel now. I heard they have some great ones in Downtown LA. Come on, Lara Jean!”
Kitty gives her the face, with the teary eyes and pouty lip. It used to work as a child, and Kitty knows it. As a twenty-something girl, though, it has lost some of its childish charm and is not as effective as it used to be.
“What is she saying no to?” Peter asks as he slides his way into the kitchen.
His hair is all over the place and his eyes still heavy with sleep, which is a very powerful combo. Lara Jean’s heart does a weird flip-floppy thing, before it stops beating altogether as Peter comes behind her to wrap his arms around her waist and hide his face in her neck. She swears he presses a kiss against her skin there, but it might as well be her mind make things up – hard to know, when she’s forgotten how to breath.
“She doesn’t want me to get a puppy,” Kitty replies immediately, all awkwardness ignored in the face of getting what she wants. “Which isn’t fair at all!”
Peter looks at Kitty from above Lara Jean’s shoulder, refusing to let got of her. He’s warm and solid against her back, so she leans herself lean into him, just a little bit. Might as well take advantage of a human pillow while she can; she’s spent hours on her feet today, she deserves it.
“What kind of a dog?”
“A Japanese Akita!”
“It’s like, a big Shiba,” Lara Jean adds for clarity.
She doesn’t need to look at Peter to literally hear the wheels turning in his head. He doesn’t stand up straighter or anything, doesn’t even really show interest in that little fact but. She knows how he’s wired. She can even read the clickbait vlog title from there.
SURPRISING MY GIRLFRIEND’S SISTER WITH A SHIBA PUPPY!!
Two million views in the first week, and the very least. A bit more if he picks the right thumbnail or if Kitty starts crying. Which might actually happen, because she’s wanted a puppy for so long, has begged for it for most of her life. And, yes, her baby sister deserves something nice, a little companion to follow her everywhere and all adorably distract her from editing videos until 4am every night. She deserves the world, really.
Peter keeps trading questions and answers with Kitty, obviously to gather more information – would she like a girl puppy or a boy puppy, does she have an idea for a name, which cool tricks she would teach it. Kitty answers happily, glad that someone is actually interested in her puppy story for once.
She does have a weird look on her face when Lara Jean feeds Peter a big chocolate chip, though, and he hums happily before snuggling a little tighter against her. At least her cake is in the oven for half an hour, so he doesn’t distract her from delicate piping work or something of the like.
He does distract her a lot in general, though.
It’s another hour before he decides to go back to his own place – no doubt to look up Shiba breeders in California. Kitty follows him to the door and waves her goodbye at him while Lara Jean finishes cleaning up the kitchen.
When Kitty comes back, it’s with her phone in her hand, already dialing Margot. It’s the middle of the night in London, but who even cares when your name is Catherine Song-Covey.
“Kitty, what the hell?” comes Margot’s sleepy voice.
“Lara Jean’s fake boyfriend wants to be her real boyfriend.”
Suddenly, Margot is awake.
Suddenly, Lara Jean wants to die.
Of all the people in the house, John Ambrose is the one Lara Jean spends the less time with. Which might not be fair on him, since he’s always so nice and gentle in everything he does and say, since he’s welcomed her without second thought when she first joined the group, since he’s one of the best people she knows.
But every time she looks at him, she remembers Vidcon, and being drunk and kissing him just because. Lara Jean knows, on an intellectual level, that it’s okay. People kiss other people all the time at parties, and that’s the end of it. But it’s not who she is, and she feels uncomfortable with herself every time John Ambrose is around, the the point of almost avoiding him sometimes.
Which makes him coming to her in the vlog house’s kitchen all the more awkward.
“Hey, I’ve got something for you,” he tells her.
Chris is teaching her how to play Horizon: Zero Dawn today, and Lara Jean took a break to fix them twin bowls of ice cream, with extra chocolate sauce and whipped cream. She’s in the middle of adding sprinkles – god knows why they have that in the kitchen – and thus startles a little at John Ambrose’s surprise appearance.
She closes the tube of sprinkles and turns around, one hand rising to tug a strand of hair behind her ear. “Really?”
He hands out what appears to be a book at first look, but is so much more when she takes it between her hands. It’s an ancient notebook, with a hard cover and pages yellowed by time, so fragile-looking she’s careful when she opens it. Each page is a recipe written by hand in beautiful cursive letters, or cut from a book and taped to a page. From the illustrations alone, it looks at least from the 60s, if not older.
“I told my grandma about you. Her name is Stormy and she’s the most badass person I know. She loves to hear about the gang, and she wanted to know more about you so I showed her some of your videos. I didn’t even know she even cared about cooking before she gave that to me. She said you could put it to good use.”
“Oh my god, it’s amazing.”
Recipes upon recipes of things to put in jello, and old-timey cakes, questionable casseroles and salads. Better than anything she could find on Pinterest, or even Mary Berry’s recent cookbooks. That’s the real stuff, coming at her from a different time, where cooking was a woman’s duty first instead of a little pleasure in life.
A simple hot milk sponge cake catches her eye, and it’s enough to get her mind running. She’s already coming up with so many ideas, and decorated settings for her kitchen, and recipes to try. It’s overwhelming.
“Do you want to collab?” she asks John Ambrose before she can second-guess herself. “I’d really like to meet her, and maybe try a recipe together? We could even play dress up, it could be fun.”
John Ambrose’s mouth stays opened for a few seconds, caught off-guard by her proposition. But then he’s shaking his head a bit and smiling, a little laugh at the corner of his lips. “Sure, why not? Could be fun.”
“Thought we had something, Covey?”
She turns her head to find Peter at the kitchen’s entrance. His eyes are unreadable as they move from her to John Ambrose, to the book in her hands, to her face again. It’s not cold or closed-off, which would be easier to deal with. No, he’s putting on a front, but she can see he’s hurt. Jealous, even.
So she smiles at him, to reassure him. Placate him even, just a little. “We’ll always have fruitcake cookies.”
When he smiles, it doesn’t reach his eyes.
Christmas creeps up around the corner before Lara Jean is ready for it. It goes the same way every year – all three Song girls fly back to spend Christmas with dad, baking more cookies than they can eat and opening their gifts by the tree with hot cups of cocoa on the coffee table. Dad will try (and mostly fail) to cook some Korean meals their mother loved so much, and everyone will pretend not to be sad at the seat that has been empty for longer than not.
This year, though, something different happens. Not with the whole Christmas thing, no, that never changes. But once Lara Jean and Kitty are back to LA, Chris comes over and tells them to pack their things and be ready in an hour, tops. She won’t give them anymore details, so Lara Jean texts Lucas to spills the beans.
“Gabe’s parents own a cabin near Alta Sierra,” she reads out loud to Kitty. “We’re spending New Year’s Eve there.”
“Are you kidding?” Her sister turns around from her wardrobe, a handful of puppy in her hands – yes, a Christmas gift from Peter, surprise, surprise – and a look of wonder on her face. “I’ve always wanted a white New Year!”
“Well, pack warm sweaters, it’s going to be rustic,” Lara Jean comments as Lucas sends her a couple of pictures of said cabins. “And wool socks.”
“Are you going to be kissing Peter at midnight?”
“I want you ready in 20 minutes,” she goes on as she moves to her own bedroom.
Truth is, she doesn’t have that many warm clothes. LA doesn’t require that kind of a wardrobe, especially with the AC they have going on in the house. But Lara Jean manages to dig a few sweaters from the back of her wardrobe, as well as warm leggins she usually wears under dresses when she visits her family in Korean. She even finds a cute hat and matching mittens, and her Hufflepuff scarf from when they went to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.
Exactly one hour later, cars are honking in front of their house. Two of them, the gang split between the vehicles, with Chris behind a wheel and Peter behind the other. He jumps out of his van and helps them carry their bags and puppy supplies.
“I’ll go with Chris,” Lara Jean says, hoping her voice doesn’t shows that she’s still peeved by Kitty’s comment from earlier. If the look Peter gives her is anything to go by, she failed miserably. Not that she lets herself think about it too much, climbing inside the car while Kitty walks toward Peter’s van.
Lucas looks at her through the rearview mirror, one eyebrow raised, but doesn’t say anything. Neither does Chris, once she’s slammed the trunk closed and is back behind the wheel, now blasting a playlist through the speakers.
“Alta Sierra, here we come!”
It takes them four hours to drive to the cabin, and then some for everyone to unload, unpack and unwind. Chris won’t stop complaining about the crick in her neck from driving too long, so much so that she doesn’t even comment or complain at Lara Jean bunking with her in one of the many bedrooms.
Gabe starts a fire in the living room and convinces Kitty to help him make S’Mores, and soon they are all gathered there, sitting straight on the floor with sticky fingers and easy laughs. Everyone but Peter, Lara Jean can’t help but notice, who’s disappeared the moment he parks the car in front of the cabin.
Lucas must notice her look of confusion, because he nudges her with his elbow and nods for her to follow him. She does, silent until they lock themselves in a bedroom, sitting side by side on the bed. They don’t say anything, not for a very long while, but then she starts speaking and finds that she is unable to stop. She tells him about the contract and the fake relationship, about Gen and the party, about Peter’s lack of boundaries, his weird behaviour these past few weeks, and how confused this all is and how lost she feels.
“Wait, you guys have been faking it all this time?” Lucas asks, dumbfounded. When she only nods, looking down at her hand, he lets out a little laugh. “Yeah, no.”
She looks up at him. “What do you mean?”
“I’ve been in the gang for five years now, LJ. I’ve seen some shit happening, and Peter isn’t as good an actor as he thinks he is. Sometimes it’s better that he is behind the camera, actually. So let me tell you, this? This ain’t acting.”
“You can’t know that.” She bites on her bottom lip, before she adds, “If anything else, I’m the one pining like an idiot.”
“Oh, believe me, I can. Because let me resume. You came up with the no PDA rule. You asked John to do something that was entirely Peter-and-you until now. You decided not to drive with him, and not to keep your little collabs exclusive and you very much aren’t the one mopping in a corner right now. So if anyone is pining like an idiot, it’s not you. It’s Kavinsky.”
She opens her mouth, but no word comes out at first. And then, “He’s really mopping in a corner?”
Lucas only nods.
She finds him in the hot tube, just outside the cabin. He is indeed mopping, like Lucas said, looking down with a frown and looking all around miserable. His head shoots up when she says a little ‘hey’ but he doesn’t reply, instead silently following her with his eyes as she makes her way around the hot tube to climb the few steps and sit on the edge.
The contrast of the cold of winter against her skin with the warmth of the water is a weird one, but it doesn’t compared to his heated eyes when they find hers across the water. He swallows, and she sighs. It is harder than she would have believe, for something so simple. Tell your fake boyfriend you like him. Tell him you’ve been stupid, your insecurities have been playing tricks on you, you’re so terrified of making it real. Tell him you don’t remember who you were before him, and you don’t want to go back to being this person. Tell him he matters so much, you can’t even put it into words.
When he still refuses to talk, she asks, “Now you’re ignoring me?”
“Oh I’m the one ignoring you?” he replies with a bitter smile and a snort of humourless laughter. “Funny.”
“Shouldn’t we be easing out of this relationship, since the contract is over anyway?”
Which, all things considered, is the worst thing to say. Peter knows it too, if the look he sends her, halfway between hurt and offended, is anything to go by. And then he’s laughing again, under his breath, and looking down again. Ignoring her. Dismissing her.
She has none of it. Because if those past few months taught her anything, it’s to be braver than she feels, to get out of her comfort zone, to push herself. So she shrugs off her coat, lets it falls on the ground, before she slips her legs inside the hot tube and softly falls in. Peter looks back at her, confused frown on his brows.
“What are you doing?”
“Coming in.”
“In your pyjamas,” he points out, glancing down at the Hello Kitty combo she’s wearing.
She shrugs a little, even as she moves closer to him until she can put her hands on his knees. “I didn’t bring a swimsuit,” she explains. He’s close enough that she can see the red high on his cheeks, can focus on the way he bites down on his bottom lip as his eyes travel down her body, to the light fabric now sticking to her skin.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers, so low she’s afraid he might not hear it.
But he does, of course, leaning forward until his face is only a breath away from hers. “What for?”
“Being scared. Of this. Of us.” She looks away, can’t deal with the intensity of his gaze. “I’m not good at letting people in. It’s not easy for me.”
“You’re doing great so far,” he replies, his voice lighter already, almost smiling. “You suck, though. I’d bought so many snacks for the drive here, even those Japanese drinks you like so much and like, five different types of Pocky. Which means…”
“You like Asian snacks?”
He shakes his head with a chuckle, and splashes some water her way. “Why are you so dense, oh my god.”
She isn’t, of course. So she uses his knees to rise up a little, to lean closer to him. “I’m sorry I’ve been acting stupid lately,” she whispers.
“That’s alright,” he replies in an equally low voice.
And then he finally takes it all in, her body so close to his, her clothes like a second skin, the tension between them like an elastic ready to snap. He notices it all, his eyes darkening even as he offers her a smile, and a tiny shrug, even as he softens in front of her.
“The contract was only until Christmas,” she reminds him.
“I’m aware,” he replies.
His smile is taking over his entire face now, the meaning behind the statement obvious to the both of them – they no longer have to pretend anything. They’re doing this not because they have to, but because they want to. Nothing to bind them professionally, nobody to check in the fine print. Just two people, in front of each other, wearing their feelings on their sleeve.
Peter’s hand grab her thigh in the water as he grins at her, a simple “There’s no one like you, Covey,” on his lip as he hauls her up to sit in his lap. And then he’s kissing her. Or maybe she’s kissing her. Or maybe it doesn’t matter, when all she can focus on is the softness of his lips against hers, the warm of his tongue, the strength of his arms around her. He presses her against his chest, and she loses herself in their kiss, forgets about anything that isn’t Peter and Peter’s mouth and Peter’s love for her.
She breaks away when it becomes too much, only to swoon at the sight of him – lips swollen and eyes pitch black, his hair sticking in every direction, his cheeks burning. He’s so beautiful it takes her breath away, and she has to kiss him again. And again. And again, until he’s giggling against her lips and it makes it all messy.
“Hey, Covey,” he asks, forehead against hers, hand in her hair. “I’ve got a collab idea.”
She laughs, soft, fond. “Let’s make it a series of videos.”
“An ongoing partnership.”
“A second channel.”
“Shut up and kiss me again.”
She does.
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Dangan Thieves AU - The Second Palace
...You know, I should be actually working on stuff for my first semester of college and not just working on this in the span of like… 1 ½ hours on the first draft but… WHO CARES?!! I finally got to finishing up the next palace and honestly, I’m just calling this Nagito’s Palace since it can’t just have one word to summarize it. After all, this lucky student needs something to match his loveable nature am I right? Like before, thank @shsl-shipper-gamer-fangirl for helping me out with main concepts and @kitucan with the Nagito Komaeda idea for this AU. As for everything else… well, I thought of the rest and that includes the boss battle - which I swear it was so confusing to actually find inspiration than to write. Either way, before I let you read the rest, there might be a short… break for some behind the scenes stuff for the AU. Don’t worry, there might be a couple of posts before the Third Palace for things such as Mementos, but if anyone has any ideas feel free to send them to either me or @shsl-shipper-gamer-fangirl . I’d be glad to hear them out… and as a little gift for everyone, there is a special teaser for something. Enjoy. ;p
2nd Palace - The… Its Nagito’s Palace Ok?
Keywords: Nagito Komaeda, His Whole Life, “Paradise”
“Playable” Thieves: Hajime, Chiaki, Monomi (Still sidelined) and Komaeda (Joins later on… just trust me)
The world within the Metaverse created by Nagito Komaeda… to a certain extent. Quite like the nature of Futaba’s Palace in Persona 5, this one is quite different from a normal concept of Palaces. Simply put, Komaeda lacks much control over the Palace -  it's more like the Palace itself is in control more than either Komaeda or his Shadow. At first, the Palace itself seems to be a weird place without windows and thus through exploration, they find out they’re on a plane about to crash into the sea. Then it turns out by luck(?) the Thieves ends up upon a raft then to a ship that is sailing towards an island… in the middle of a thunderstorm trying to strike the passengers. Upon washing up ashore after destroying the raft, they arrive on the “paradise” island and end up discovering the location of the Treasure. Puzzles to get through are straightforward on the plane - being pretty simple puzzles that rely on luck. Yet you can cheat by studying patterns and if you can figure them out to head into the cockpit. There, it is the first time the Thieves see the Shadow Komaeda as the pilot of the aircraft. Before then, only his voice was heard.
Next, comes the crash and you have to survive waves of Shadows trying to kill the Thieves as they struggle to keep their raft afloat and all the while dodging lighting coming from the storm. By then the luck has reversed itself and will most likely shock the targets fighting and Komaeda's Shadow appears as a stowaway later on the ship they find as they leave the makeshift raft. Taking that they have to protect him from the Shadows, the Thieves struggles with both keeping Komaeda’s Shadow safe and trying not to drown. The storm seems to be getting worse and many unlucky events will occur during the battles. It gets to the points where the waves overturn the ship at it seems like the Palace is willing to kill the intruders and the Shadow.
Waking up alive and not having been drowned, the Thieves find themselves washed up on the shore of some island. Nowhere is the storm in sight and only a paradise-like island remains with perfect weather. Recovering from their near death experience, it comes to a surprise to Monomi that Komaeda’s Shadow had seemingly disappeared by the time she woke up. Worried about the fact that they witnessed the Shadows and the Palace itself seemingly trying to kill the Komaeda Shadow, they go traverse the island. It ends up leading them to a lake with a waterfall, where it appears to have somehow now housed the captain’s quarter of the ship. Finding out that there is no way to look inside and the door is jammed, the Treasure’s location is revealed by Monomi sensing it is locked behind the door. That is when afterward the Calling Card can be sent.
Before getting to the boss battle for the Palace, it needs to be cleared upon about why Nagito Komaeda is targeted by the thieves. The motivation for the heist is due to a combination of his luck and good deduction skills from a hunch led this student into following the Thieves into Mementos. Hiding for a time to not get caught, Komaeda ended up staying there far longer than needed, as it was quite some time since the Thieves left and only then did the Shadows find him. Somehow getting out alive, he ends up getting injured and that tips the thieves off since they seemed to have heard his voice in Mementos and the fact that by discovering their identities began to sabotage their efforts. Extreme in many ways, he believed that a talentless reserve course student lacks requirements to be a Dangan Thief, it ends leading to other students getting hurt. With the threat of the whole entire school being in danger of the lengths Komaeda was willing to go, the motivation was set to change his heart and they discover the presence of his Palace.
Heading to steal the Treasure, it comes to a slight surprise that they aren't greeted exactly by Shadow Komaeda like before. Instead, they see Shadow Komaeda confronted by a strange creature pressuring him back into the captain’s quarters - resembling the real Komaeda all but demeanor. With a strong force, they watch the creature force the Shadow back inside and slamming the door. Laughing at the act, Monomi gasps as she seemingly has a strange feeling that this creature is far more dangerous than they realize. Still, in a strange happy mode, the creature turns around and inquires as to what they were here for. The Thieves, believing that the creature was keeping them away from the treasure, it begins to cackle at the realization they were after the treasure - almost just like some animal running amok. Eyes dilating at the Thieves, the strange creature suddenly morphs and shifts into a strange corrupted form of Komaeda with strange tattered wings that were seemingly dying off while dressed in attire similar to the “Servant.” Seemingly more bird-like than human like, it grows in size as it takes off into flight before beginning the battle inside the lake-side area while the captain’s quarters are suddenly locked up by chains and locks from the Komaeda(?) Shadow.
For this boss battle, this creature’s Shadow form is based upon not only Komaeda’s insane side of himself but also from the mythical figure known as Icarus. Mocking the Thieves, his attacks rely upon Curse and Bless attacks - reflecting the luck Komaeda has following him. This makes the battle difficult since your current party members are weak to either one; thankfully though these are reserved at first since physical attacks happen more often. What makes this battle trickly is a luck mechanic the creature begins to use once the Thieves get some good damage by using their guns a bit. The luck will become very important as luck or unluck events will happen on the battlefield for both sides - but mainly stays in the favor of the Komaeda(?) Shadow. Events such as the watery lake turning into a lava pit to the sun’s harsh rays casting exhaustion and/or accuracy drops, as a refreshing breathe recovers HP to the water’s current allowing evasion to increase. This becomes very important as the party starts to use it to cause bad luck to happen towards the creature.
Sometime during the battle - through either his luck or something else, the real Nagito Komaeda ends up falling inside his own Palace and ends up locked up inside the captain’s quarters with his Shadow. Seeing the battle outside, he has strange feelings towards all of the events and even interacting with his Shadow - which is far away from the door just calming watching the carnage outside. It ends up pushing Komaeda to a point when the creature goes in and pins the thieves down with the talons. With the Komaeda(?) Shadow gripping them tightly, it mocks them for how much they aren’t worthy of even being thieves and how everyone like them will be eliminated. The Thieves try to talk their way out of it and even Monomi can’t do nothing by the spiked wings that nearly harm the bunny. A spark of thought enters his mind as he finally starts to understand that maybe the Thieves aren’t that bad - something his Shadow takes interest in. Approaching the real Nagito, the Shadow asks questions that slowly have him discover the truth of what they do - even that a Reserve student can make a difference and defy his destiny. Just then, the Komaeda(?) Shadow takes flight with the Thieves to end their lives by one final attack and the real Komaeda gains the strength to see that if Hajime can change his destiny and become a Dangan Thief, then maybe he can. Sounds of shattering chains from outside the cabin suddenly vanish as the door flies off to catch both attentions of the occupants of the quarters. Rushing outside, Nagito Komaeda finds out just then that he has control over the Palace and he can change his destiny, that his luck won’t destroy his sanity anymore. It is this spark that finally allows him to accept his Shadow and awaken his Persona.
Getting a strong power rush from awakening to his Persona, he summons Elpis and using his revolver handgun, fires a shot that contains both Curse and Bless magic at the creature’s wings. Due to starting to change his cognitive world, the creature doesn’t have time to react as the bullet shouts through the wings and burns then up. Falling down from the sky, the Thieves are released and Bonnie quickly summons her Persona to save them, fly back down and reunite with Monomi and Nagito on the ground. With the creature crashing down, it barely makes a sturdy landing as it then realizes that its wings are mostly burnt off by Pierrot.
Planning to continue the battle, the fight is now in the favor of the heroes since the burnt wings have now limited the move arsenal of the boss. Not only that, Pierrot reveals his control over the Palace and now can give both good luck and black lucks events whenever he deems it necessary. It also increases the damage of gun skills by having his cognition fusing the bullets with their magical elements to get the skills the creature uses to block the Gun Skills - since the magic can break the barriers. With Ace, Bonnie and Pierrot combining their powers, the Komaeda(?) Shadow is defeated by an All Out Attack with Pierrot getting the finishing touch as the creature cries out in pain.
Komaeda(?) Shadow collapses on the ground with twitching, brutally damaged wings as it struggles to even move. While Pierrot is quite pleased with the result, Monomi happily rushes over and is glad everyone is alive and well. Finding out that Pierrot accepted his Shadow and is now a Persona User like them, it comes to question as what the creature really is, even as it laughs a bit at how unlucky the fight was. It comes after some thought from Monomi that what they were fighting was from Komaeda’s cognitive and it was the Palace in a sense; not exactly being a Shadow, it was more of being a berserk cognition - possibly representing the feelings Komaeda has as speculated by Bonnie at how little control he had over the Palace since it appeared everything was out to kill him. Not exactly sure on how to resolve this issue since they can’t exactly have it return to Komaeda for obvious reasons, Pierrot has another idea and he approaches the cognition version of himself. While his cognitive self-stares up into the sky muttering at just how he could have lost to a talentless reserve course student and a talented student who would be so willing to become friends with him, Pierrot remarks at how that’s not too different from himself and that his luck doesn’t always steer his destiny. He can take control and use his luck to help others instead, just like he did by cheering up his classmates at school. With Bonnie giggling a bit at that statement, the cognitive version smiles before remarking how the sky seemed to be falling. A peculiar comment, the Thieves don’t understand before literally looking up and seeing that the sky was actually falling down by the sight of clouds dissipating and the strange sounds even coming from the area around them.
Panicking for their lives, Monomi has them flee out of the Palace by transforming into a bus for them to drive. Having little time, they wish to grab the Treasure but the bunny says it's no longer necessary and they needed to escape now. Hoping inside the bus, Ace takes the wheel quickly and drives them out of the collapsing Palace. Escaping out into the real world, the trio ends up outside with Monomi once again a pink rabbit hanging out with Chiaki. Once the shock of nearly getting killed once again, Chiaki inquires to Monomi as to why they didn’t take the Treasure, only for the bunny to reply that they already have the Treasure - being Komaeda. Confused as to what Monomi actually meant, Nagito begins to laugh realizing that by trying to save people around him like they thought - the real person they were saving was himself and therefore his cognition defined that as for himself. Having that answered, they want to ask more questions and find out that Nagito passes out and they have to bring him to the nurse’s office. After safely bringing him there, the group ponders at to what animal was running amok - as the cognitive Nagito mentioned. Now knowing by Monomi actually being with them lessening the suspicion, Hajime can’t rub off the feeling this won’t be the last they hear of the animal. Even worse, he felt as if something was very off with himself during the battle and if it was just nothing. (This was actually Izuru almost appearing if not for Pierrot's bullet shooting the boss. If that didn’t happen then most likely Izuru would have appeared.) Chiaki on the hand is obviously to this fact. Knowing there is nothing they can really do until Nagito regains consciousness, the Thieves decide to wait it out yet are unaware of the group passing by the nurse’s office by pure chance. While their identities are unknown, they are very important to the future events of the plot.
-Little Teaser that may or not be canon-
“So those troublemaking thieves think they're going to steal my treasure?
The only thing that's going to happen to those pieces of scrap will be a one-way trip back to the furnace!” *rest is cut off*
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Teach Me (second part of Convice Me)
AJ Styles/OC
Summary: AJ and OC are best friends who don’t know about each other’s feelings, until they can’t hide it anymore.
Warnings: Fluff/Smut
Notes: This is the second part of Convince Me. I hope you like it. Again, English is not my first language, so feel free to correct me if you find any mistakes.
First part Convince Me is here: https://irefusetoacceptreallife.tumblr.com/post/162142096020/convince-me
Y/N woke up in the middle of the night, with AJ’s arms firmly wrapped around her waist. A small lamp in the bedside table provided a dim light in the room. Carefully she got off the bed, put on his shirt and walked to the bathroom for some needed lady moment.
Back in bad, AJ was still asleep and she sat by his side. Sheets were covering his waist and legs, but his torso was nude, with an arm behind his back, and she couldn’t help but admire his body. She reached for him, lightly brushing the hair on his chest and abs, tracing every muscle but never really touching him. While doing so, the thoughts of a few hours ago crossed her mind and she couldn’t refrain the smile that formed on her lips. Y/N could almost feel his taste on her mouth and only the memories of what they had done were enough to make her wet. She had waited for that moment for so long, and it was so perfect. AJ was so gentle.
-I can feel your heat, but I can’t feel your touch. You are torturing me. – said AJ waking her up from her daydream. He had only one eye opened and a sleepy voice that were even sexier than his regular tone.
She silently giggled and finally let the hand that had been wandering rest on his midsection. It felt even better than it looked, she thought, but didn’t say a word.
- A penny for your thoughts. – offered AJ, breaking the silence.
- Nope – she said shaking her head.
- Please?
- A girl should be allowed to keep her secretes, did you know that? – She sassy commented, just to tease him.
- We are best friends. We broke that barrier long ago, darling. - retorted AJ, now completely awake.
- It’s nothing, really… I’m being silly.
- I love it when you are silly. – He said gaining a hearted chuckle from her.
- I just…I don’t know why I’m thinking about it right now.
- I’m all ears. – Said AJ with his eyes never leaving hers, in an assuring manner.
- Ok…It’s Peter.
At the mention of that name, Y/N felt AJ’s muscles contract under her palm. After a moment, she continued.
-I told you he cheated on me, right?
-Yes. I still want to kick his ass.
-Yeah, right…well…I just didn’t tell you why he did it.
-Because he is jerk.
-AJ I’m serious. – Although she was trying to be serious, she kept a smile on her face.
-Alright, sorry. Go on.
-He said he did it because of sex. I wouldn’t have sex with him so he needed somebody who would. He said I was probably frigid.
-He what?! – AJ was sat now, no longer in the relaxed position he had been moments ago. – I so gonna break his face. - He growled with rage in his voice. - You didn’t believe him, did you?
-Well… I couldn’t be sure, right?
-Y/N, how could you ever be in doubt with somenth…
-It doesn’t matter anymore – she interrupted with a shy smile, also trying to soothe him – You just proved him wrong.
-No…you proved him wrong. And he is a jackass. He should never say such thing to anybody. Especially to my girlfriend.
-I wasn’t your girlfriend two days ago…
-Ahaa…but I can see I have convinced you at last. You agree you are my girlfriend now. – AJ said with a devilish grin, bringing her to his lap, making her laugh.
-I didn’t say that.
            -It’s about time though…
            -I’ll think about your case…
None of them could hold a lough at their talk but soon they fell into silence again. Y/N’s head was resting in his neck and AJ knew that there was something more she was hiding.
 -Another penny for your thoughts? - He asked, surprising Y/N, who blushed.
-How do you do that? It’s nothing.
-Yeah…you said that the first time. But now you are flushed. What is it?
-You can’t know if I’m flushed at this poor light.
-I told you, I can feel your heat.
Y/N was furiously blushing now. How would she tell him what she was thinking? He would think she was some kind of pervert. Yet, she knew he wouldn’t let it go until she said something.
-Alright, but promise you won’t laugh.
-I promise.
-And that you won’t think I’m crazy or worse.
-You are crazy, - he mocked - but anyway, I promise.
-Right…I was just thinking that – cough - I really enjoyed what we did. And I…I want to do it again. I mean… maybe you could teach me some things…
She couldn’t look in his eyes. It was too embarrassing and her face was burning once again. Besides, being in AJ’s lap, so close to him wasn’t helping to keep her cool.
AJ felt his dick harden at her confession. He was pretty sure she could also feel it through the sheets. He raised the hand that had been tracing circles on her thigh to her chin making her look at him. He wanted to tell her that he wanted it too and that wasn’t anything to be embarrassed about, but after a while, all he could do was crash his lips on hers, in a passionate kiss.
This time the urgency was real and their moves were much more reckless than the first time. AJ immediately parted her lips, savoring her and massaging her tongue with his own. Y/N felt the urgency as well, and the erection pressing against her thigh was more than encouraging her. She still struggled to believe that it was her who was causing that reaction.
 AJ raised his shirt through her body, palming every inch of skin he could reach and laid her down, pressing her body with his. His hands eagerly roamed through her body and when he touched her core, he knew she was ready. Without warning he penetrated her, feeling her walls stretching to accommodate him and soon picked up a steady rhythm. He was still delighted at how they worked so well together, moving along to obtain and provide the best of pleasures to each other.
He was pounding fast into her and at a certain point, her cries and moans gave away that she was close. Y/N didn’t want him to stop, it felt so good, but to her surprise, AJ slowed down his pace, and ran his hand to her leg, attaching it to his waist, and moving her body with his, so he was on his back and she was on top of him.
- AJ, what are doing? – She asked panting.
            - You asked me to teach you, but you are too perfect, there is nothing to teach. Let’s say I’m experimenting. – he said with a grin making her chuckle.
            -Is this a challenge, Mr. Styles?
            -I know you. I know you don’t decline one, Missy.
            -Damn, you’re right… - Y/N then leaned in to a sexy kiss, nibbling at his bottom lip as she started to slowly move her hips.
            That position was new and she moaned at the sensation. She could feel his dick sliding in and out of her at her movements, hitting all the right spots. AJ’s sighs and groans were also giving her a new confidence and her insides clenched at every sound he made.
            AJ watched in awe when Y/N sat straight and started riding him, with her hands on his midsection for support. He felt so lucky at that moment, knowing that he was the only man who had the opportunity to see her that way, so lost in her own pleasure, as if he was a mere object to her actions.
He wasn’t just an object though and the sight of his cock, glistening with her juices, disappearing inside her pussy and the feeling of her soft breasts on his palm was too much for him. He was getting close, but he was determined to prolong her pleasure as much as he could.
           Y/N was obliged to stop her riding when AJ got up from his back to a sit position, holding her close and kissing her deeply. His hands travelled from her hair down to her spine and soon grabbed her thighs, placing her legs behind him, entangling their bodies.  
           They were sit chest to chest now and he slowly started moving again. Her fingers were wrapped in his hair, gingerly caressing his nape while she kissing his neck, making him sigh in content. She made a mental note to do that more often, for him and for her, since the masculine scent of his cologne combined with his shampoo was something she could gladly be addicted to.
           They were close to their climax once more, and AJ couldn’t help a laugh at her whimpering when he stopped his movements again.
           -Why did you stop?! – She asked panting.
           - Patience, darling. – he giggled. – We have all night… or more…
           - Now it’s you who’s torturing me. Pleeease… - she sexily whined.
           - Fuck…you sound so sexy babe. How have I spent my life without you so far? – he asked nibbling at her collarbone. – I’m seriously planning to live for your whines and moans from now on. I want to make you feel so good, baby girl.
           - AJ, please – she bagged.
           - As you wish babe.
           With that, AJ changed their positions again. Y/N was back on her back and he was above her. He took one of her legs, placing it on his shoulder, but always taking good care of her.
           -How about that darling? Are you comfortable?
           At her positive nod, AJ penetrated her once more, slowly, feeling her juices coating his shaft, until he was fully inside her, making her moan. He had reached deeper that the other times, so he gave her a moment to get used to the intrusion, before he started moving in and out of her.
           It felt so good. Y/N could barely recognize her voice on her moans and cries, that were getting louder by the minute. She was feeling like a slut, but in a very good way, and she wanted more.
           -Faster AJ… please – she said between heavy sighs.
           AJ’s grin was devilish at her plea, and he increased his speed to a jackhammer mode, trusting hard inside her. The flapping sound of their flash was filling the room and it only took a moment for him to watch her come undone on a trembling orgasm, screaming his name. He followed her ecstasy with a deep groan, smashing their sweaty bodies when he came.
           AJ kissed her sweetly when they recovered their breaths.
           -You look tired – he commented with a smile, making her laugh.
           -I am – she giggled.
           -Are you ok? – he then asked with real concern – Did I hurt you?
           -No!... It feels so good to have my boyfriend inside me… - she whispered in his ear, giving him goosebumps.
           He raised his head to meet her gaze. A look of adoration in his eyes. She has finally admitted he was her boyfriend now.
           -Really? – he asked with a large smile.
           -Really… - she assured him, bringing him to another passionate yet delicate kiss.
           They didn’t have to rush. They had waited for so long for each other, but somehow, the timing had been perfect. They just wanted to be there, in each other’s arms for as much as they could, thinking about what to do with the rest of their lives together.
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"Which dancer are you looking for ? Is she not out there ?"
"Nah and I kinda need to know where she stay at. It's an emergency." I stared at him blankly.
"I'm not allowed to give out private information like that plus I wouldn't know. I don't know where any of my dancers live." He shrugged. Rolling my eyes I pulled 100k out my pocket slamming it down on his desk. Just like that he sang like a bird.
After finding out her address I told Red and them I was dipping. I quickly left out the club and hopped in my car. Typing her address in my gps I took off down the street on my way to her apartment. It took me a good thirty minute drive to get there but it was a nice apartment complex. I parked my car across the street and hopped out making sure to lock the doors behind me. As I made my way into the building the door man was slouched over his big stomach snoring his life away. I shook my head as I got to the elevator someone needed to fire that fat nigga. Pushing the 5th floor I waited nervously on the elevator, my hands were beginning to sweat and I got hot all of a sudden. I wasn't sure why I was so nervous all of a sudden, is it because I was seeing her sober for the first time and was afraid I madd one of those drunk moments where the girl looked good in dimmed lights. The ding from the elevators snapped me out of my racing thoughts causing me to look up.
Walking out I made my way to her door which was at the end of the hallway. Raising my hand to knock I stopped and brought it back down. What the fuck am I doing ? Saving myself from an outside child on my girlfriend who I love to death that's what. Damn I just became a pussy, shaking my head I tried shaking off these nerves before lifting my hand again. Once again I dropped it back down tucking it in my pocket.
"What are you doing here ?" I low key jumped at the sound of her soft voice from the other side of the door. How she knew someone was out here, was she standing there the whole time ? Damn I probably look like a creep.
"Uh," I cleared my throat from its sudden hoarseness, "can you open the door we need to talk."
"There's nothing for us to talk about."
"Open the door."
"No ther-"
"I have to tell you something man, just open the door" I grumbled out rolling my eyes. Talking to me through a door like I'm some random nigga when I was just balls deep in her shit twenty four hours ago. I was some random nigga to her though. After hearing the locks undo she opened the door peeking her head out. Looking up into her green hazel bright eyes my heart picked up a little. Why didn't I notice that shit yesterday ?. "You gone let me in or what ?" I looked all over her face thanking the lord she wasn't busted. Opening the door wider she allowed me to walk in.
KAT
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"How did you find out where I live and what do you need to tell me ?" I asked squinting over at him while closing the door and locking it. If he was just some random stranger, well he is but he's famous so I doubt he'll try to kill me. Right ?
"Don't worry about it but you need to pop a Plan B ma" he spoke without a filter making me scrunch my face up at him.
"Excuse you ?" I asked looking up at his tall frame.
"You heard me. I'm pretty sure I nutted in you yesterday and I ain't ready for no kids so you need to pop a plan B, I'll even give you the money for it." He was pulling out his wallet making me kiss my teeth which caused him to stop and look up at me.
"First off don't be coming up in here acting like you somebody special to be wanting a child with and second best believe that was the first thing I brought once I left your hotel. No intentes jugarme como si fuera tan oro cavando azada no estoy comprobando por ti" I pointed at him as I started speaking Spanish. I only spoke Spanish when I was mad or having sex. Clearly we weren't having sex. He looked at me dumbfounded with his mouth slightly open.
"What ?" He asked. Rolling my eyes I shook my head becoming annoyed with his presence.
"Are you done ? I would just like to forget the whole thing." Looking down at the floor I felt myself tear up at the realization of Simone leaving me.
"Y-yeah... Sorry about your girlfriend." Sighing I turned around as a tear slipped from my eye. Unlocking the door before I could open it I felt him grab my wrist turning me around and pulling me into a hug. Taken back by the gesture I pulled back but he grabbed my hands bringing them around his neck.
"What are you doin-" his lips crashed into mine and I pulled back trying to pull out of his grip.
"Chill let me clear your mind." Reattaching his lips to mine. I got lost for a second.
Flashback
"Mmm you got some soft ass lips baby girl" he groaned as he sucked on my bottom lip while my hands snaked up around his neck.
Flashback over
My senses finally came to and I pushed him back and off of me. Shaking my head I opened the door and stared at the floor waiting for him to leave. After a minute of standing there he walked out and I shut the door behind him. The tears I was holding back finally released as I wiped my lips off. I've been with Simone for six years and I can't believe a stupid one night stand ruined it. Then this nigga had the nerve to try and sleep with me again after trying to come up in here checking me like I'm some hoe looking for a come up. Roughly wiping my eyes I sighed making my way to the kitchen, going to the fridge I grabbed my bucket of chocolate brownie fudge Ice cream and a spoon. Walking to my room i placed the ice cream and spoon on my end table, stripping out of my clothes I put my robe on before hopping into my bed, I shut the lights off and connected my phone to my beats pill. Laying down I grabbed the ice cream putting on my sad songs, All The Way Home by Tamar Braxton started playing as I dug in the bucket.
The next morning.
I woke up feeling like shit. My head was hurting and I could feel the dried up tear stains on my face with a stuffed nose. My beats pill wasn't playing music anymore which meant my playlist played out or my phone died. Using my hands I searched all over the bed until I came in contact with my phone, grabbing it once it was found I brought it up to my face. The bright light made me squint my eyes as I checked my notifications. I had three missed calls from Simone and a bunch of other people who I didn't pay attention to. Quickly calling her back I laid back listening to the phone ring.
"Hello.."
CHRIS
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"How was New York ?" Kae smiled up at me as she straddled my lap.
"New York was cool" I mumbled looking away and down at me phone to distract myself from looking into her eyes. I couldn't look at her I was already feeling guilty enough about what I did, especially since I tried to fuck her again before leaving. I wasn't even going to make a move like that but when she turned around and I saw her ass in them leggings my mind immediately went in dig up in it mode. She shut my whole mission down. I'm kinda glad though I didn't need to fuck up anymore. Then I'm disappointed since she had some good ass pussy I wouldn't mind digging in again.
"Chris !"
"Huh ?" I snapped out of my thoughts looking down at Kae who was pouting.
"Are you even listening to me ?" She frowned her face up. Shaking my head I rubbed my hand over my hair a couple of times.
"Nah what you said ?" Keeping my hand on my head I stared all over her face. She was so beautiful and all mine.
"I saidddd next time you go I want to come, I really want to do some New York shopping. Also me and Christina are going out tonight." Rubbing her hand up and down my chest I raised my eyebrows trying to figure out what she was about to ask.
"Okay... what you want ?" Lowering my eyes I squinted at her as she looked away.
"I want a new outfit." Scrunching my face up I looked at her like she stunk.
"What ? You got mad shit up there you ain't even we-"
"But Chrissss there's no-"
"Fine. Whatever. Move" sliding her off my lap and to the side I stood up grabbing my phone. She was hot on my heels as I made my way in the kitchen.
"Why do you have an attitude ? If you don't want to get it for me just say no" she scuffed folding her arms. Rolling my eyes I ignored her leaning on the counter, opening my Instagram the first picture caught my attention.
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@LustNY
Y'all favorite is back with a new hair do and a smile #LustNy
I was low key patting myself on the back for fucking another bad bitch. They tagged her name in the picture so I went on her page. Before I could scroll through her pictures my phone was snatched out of my hand.
"Why the fuck are you looking at bitches pages ?!" Looking at her like she had ten heads I went to grab my phone back but she pulled away stepping back. "No why the fuck are you looking at her page ?! This the type of shit you like ? You want to fuck her or something ?" She carried on hollering like a bird. I already fucked her, but I wasn't going to tell her that.
"Man you tripping I was just looking for future bu-"
"Business my ass Chris. You must really think I'm fucking stupid like I don't see that big ass hickey in the middle of your neck, yeah your tattoos failed you."
"You making shit up ain't no hickey on my neck unless you put one there" I mumbled waving her off and turning around to leave the kitchen.
"I know you cheated on me !" She called out. Once again I ignored her because she was trying so hard to catch me but she wasn't. Ain't no evidence on me and she damn sure wasn't tricking me.
KAE
Scrolling through this girls page I looked over her half naked pictures in disgust. Fucking stripper. Shaking my head I bit the inside of my cheek squinting at his phone. I'm not stupid I knew Chris did something in New York and wasn't telling me and I was going to fucking find out. I swear if he cheated on me again I'm packing my stuff and leaving for good. I just need to figure out a way to catch him in a lie. After standing there looking lost for a minute a lightbulb went off in my head.
"I had fun 😉"
I cringed as I sent the DM to the girl. Seeing that it was 9:34 here it was 12 over there so her ass was probably on the pole slaving. Locking his phone I stuffed it in my back pocket, he won't be getting it back until I get a reply.
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