#also ik I have two other requests and I plan to finish those today or tomorrow but this request man | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

caramelcal · 3 years

Text

Exile

Request: Anonymous said:OMGGGGG COULD YOU DO A LUKE CENTIC FIC BASED AROUND EXILE BY TAYLOR SWIFT!! BUT ITS LUKE FINDING OUT THAT THE GIRL HE IS FALLING IN LOVE WITH IS ACTUALLY TRYING TO GET THEM BACK IN CALEB’S HOUSE BAND?? SHE’S A LIFER WHO DOSEN’T REALIZE WHAT SHE IS DOING UNTIL ITS TOO LATE AND BREAKS HER OWN HEART IN PROCESS OF SELLING LUKE AND THE BOYS OUT TO CALEB?!

Word count: 1.6k

a/n: i love this request so so so much...here you go :) I hope this is okay! lots of love x ALSO!! PLEASE CONTINUE TO SEND IN REQUESTS, I LOVE WRITING STUFF IK YOU GUYS WANT !!! Alternative title: Puppeteer?

Masterlist

I can see you standin', honey With his arms around your body Laughin' but the joke's not funny at all And it took you five whole minutes To pack us up and leave me with it Holdin' all this love out here in the hall

Dating a ghost was never something you ever imagined happening. You didn’t even know about ghosts until you met Luke, in a series of him believes you couldn’t see him, and you freaking out when he passes through you. Ever since then, you had become close, and he came in frequently to check up on you and you guys just clicked. It was a strange experience, that was for sure but you wouldn’t change it for anything else.

Luke was amazing. He was funny, goofy, and just...perfect. So even if he was made out of air, it didn’t matter to you.

“Hey, I need to get heading, band practice. I’ll meet you tomorrow?” Luke said as you gave him a smile and nod in return. He went in to hug you, only for his arms to pass right through you. Retreating, he frowned, clasping his hands together, muttering, “Right.”

“Don’t worry about it, Lu,” You reassured, smiling at him as he nodded his head, bidding you one last farewell before leaving. It was a well known fact that Luke always got upset about not being able to touch you, especially considering touch was his ‘love language’. It was something that you constantly reassured him on, to make sure he knew that you would still be with him if you couldn’t touch him.

Tonight was just one of many dates you had been on with Luke, your boyfriend. Of course, you probably looked weird being by yourself and laughing and talking in public but you didn’t care, because being with Luke was all that mattered to you. You stood for several moments, a smile on your face as you went over the events of the evening.

“Hello, dear,” You heard from behind you, snapping you out of your haze as you whipped around to look at the man standing behind you. He was tall and wore a long coat, and in full black.

“Who are you?” You asked, taking a step back to add distance between the two of you.

“You don’t know me, but your little friend Luke does,” He replied, giving you a creepy smile as he titles his head, looking up and down your figure, almost as if he was evaluating you, “Caleb Covington.”

“You’re that evil ghost, aren’t you?”

His eyes widened slightly in amusement, his smirk growing wider, “Well, well it appears you’re quite close to Luke, aren’t you? You’re going to be more useful than I thought you were.”

“What are you-” You started, but you didn’t get to finish. Not before Caleb branded you.

I think I've seen this film before And I didn't like the ending You're not my homeland anymore So what am I defendin' now? You were my town Now I'm in exile seein' you out I think I've seen this film before

True to his promise, Luke met up with you the next day. He held a smile on his face as he caught eyes with him. You jumped into his arms, your own arms wrapping around his neck as your chest collided with him. He enjoyed the embrace for a few moments before pulling you away from his body, keeping his hands wrapped around your upper arm as he spoke in confusion, “I-I can touch you?”

“I guess so,” You smiled, looking at the eyes of your lover before he pulled you in for another hug. The embrace you two shared was long needed, something that you both craved but thought you could never have, so when you were able to, Luke didn’t question it.

He didn’t even notice how you seemed to know you could touch him, considering that if you didn’t know you probably would’ve gone flying through his body without that knowledge.

Your lips crashed onto his and you smirked into the kiss, leaving Luke to enjoy this newfound affection. The day went on but it was different today. You were different. You were more confident, more sure of yourself than the kind of shy person that Luke was used to.

From your position on Luke’s back, you grabbed his head and moved it to the side so you could kiss him again, which he reciprocated but ended up pulling back at, “Where’s all this confidence coming from, angel?”

The pet name fell off of his lips effortless when he asked the question but you seemed to pay no mind to it, instead Luke seen you frown. He shook his head lightly as he elaborated, “Don’t get me wrong, I like this newfound confidence, I was just confused.”

However, that didn’t ease your nerves because inside you were screaming. He would never be able to tell though, because on the outside, you smiled and kissed him again. You couldn’t say anything, you couldn’t warn him that this wasn’t you, this confidence wasn’t yours. It was Caleb. You had no idea what Caleb had planned for them, but you could only imagine how bad it was and no doubt Luke would be ripped away from you and you couldn’t even warn him, or say goodbye.

All you wanted to do was scream and cry, to get Luke to leave and save himself, because it didn’t matter what Caleb did to you, what he would do to Luke would be way worse. But with Caleb controlling your every word, your every move, you couldn’t. All you could do was sit back and observe as the boy you loved fell into his trap.

I can see you starin', honey Like he's just your understudy Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me Second, third, and hundredth chances Balancin' on breaking branches Those eyes add insult to injury

It was dark outside as you lay against Luke, his arms wrapped around you and clasping on your stomach, his head tucked into your neck as you both watched the stars. You guys were quiet, simply enjoying one another’s company before Luke spoke up, “Angel?”

“hm?”

“I love you,” He whispered, eyes staring into yours, a small smile on his face as he looked at the features on your face, noticing every single detail of your skin and eyes; the features that he loved so very much.

“I love you too.”

And you did, but it wasn’t you saying it. It was Caleb, and even though he wasn’t directly processing your body, he controlled everything. You were just balancing in the middle, between Luke and Caleb, like a puppet with Caleb pulling the strings.

What should’ve felt like a heartfelt moment, filled with love and happiness wasn’t. Not for you at least, because you were screaming; screaming at Luke to run. Yet, he had no idea what was happening because you were helpless, simply a pawn in Caleb’s plan. A plan that Luke was easily falling victim too, with both you and Luke’s hearts on the line. And Caleb? All he did was laugh at your pain.

I think I've seen this film before And I didn't like the ending I'm not your problem anymore So who am I offending now? You were my crown Now I'm in exile seein' you out I think I've seen this film before So I'm leavin' out the side door

“Luke! Luke, you need to go, now!” You shouted in pain and horror, pushing your boyfriend’s chest in the opposite direction to you. The utter horror in your voice was evident as you shrieked, “Go! You need to go, Luke! Now!”

“What’s wrong? Angel? Tell me, please!” Luke said, trying to withstand the force of your panicked shoves as he stared at you, seeing the tears running thickly down your cheeks.

“I don’t have time to explain, you need to go! You can’t go with him!”

However, Luke would never get the chance. A voice called mockingly from behind you, “Awh y/n, and here I thought you were being helpful.”

Luke’s eyes went wide whilst he took a step back in shock, mouth parting as he looked up at Caleb then back at you, betrayal evident on his face, “Caleb? You’re working for him?”

“L-Luke...” The tears continued to pour from your eyes, your throat closing up almost causing you to sob. The look of betrayal that Luke was giving you broke your heart, all you wanted to do was turn back time, avoid Caleb, and continue being happy with Luke.

Both you and Luke were oblivious to Caleb teleporting you into the Hollywood Ghost Club; somewhere you had never been before but Luke certainly had. The flashy lights and decorations in the club continued to go unnoticed as Caleb looked on to you both fighting, a stony and unapologetic expression on his face.

“I loved you, I trusted you!” Luke shouted in betrayal, staring wildly down at you e/c eyes filled with tears, hands clenched at his sides, “This is how you repay me? After everything we’ve been through?”

Luke’s voice was quiet by the end as he muttered out the last part so only you could hear, his hands firmly planted on your shoulders whilst you continued to cry, “I had no choice Luke, I love you, I really do.”

However, you didn’t get a reply to that as Luke was dragged along with Caleb, the invisible shackles tied to his soul. Caleb walked in front of Luke, being carefree as if he didn’t just rip two lovers apart from each other. Your legs felt weak, lip trembling as Luke looked back at you over his shoulder; the last glimpse you would ever see of him.

Before you knew it, he was gone. You were all alone, just like you had been before you had met him. Alone, unwanted, and uncared for. Your legs trembled beneath you as your hands made contact with the floor, letting you let out a deafening sob like scream. You let out every emotion, every feeling of grief over losing your lover that would have deafened anyone that was there with you.

“God, what have I done?”

#luke julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms x reader #julie and the phantoms luke #luke patterson #luke patterson x reader #luke patterson x y/n #charlie gillespie x reader #luke jatp #charlie gillespie x y/n #charlie gillespie

93 notes · View notes

frogocado · 4 years

Text

Thornless (Shayne Topp imagine)

@star-mum said:Hey! Saw your opened your requests so ik I've talked about the "giving Shayne flowers" concept so I wanted to request something like that? (I can see the cute smosh fam Instagram stories happening gOD I LOve shayne) hope that's okay, thank you sm in advance if you write it !!

Summary: You’ve noticed that Shayne has been incredibly down over the past month. After his shrieking laughter is replaced with moping and deep sighs, Ian privately suggests to you that Valentine’s Day would be the perfect time for you to give a grand gesture. Not wanting to disagree with the president of your company, you hatch a plan for your favorite boy. Word count: 2.1k even tho the goal was only 500 whoops Warnings: extreme corniness, small moments of sad Shayne to pull on ur heartstrings, etc.

When you woke up on Valentine’s Day, the softness of the light was almost to pull you right back into sleep again. After you finally rose and pulled back the curtains, you marveled that the very day you decide to pose a grand gesture, California decided to bless LA with soft rain showers, sure to last all day. As you packed the boxes of flowers carefully into your small trunk, you couldn’t help but laugh. Not only was it raining, but the moisture was sticking in the warm air to form a semi-visible mist. Ensuring that the boxes were secured firmly in their places, you noted the array and vibrancy of the colors before carefully closing the door to finish getting ready for work.

Your confidence was felled as you arrived at work after you realized two thirds of the way there that you had no idea how to transfer the flowers into the building. Your forehead fell forward, landing against your steering wheel as you groaned. You and Ian had somehow planned everything perfectly, even practicing how you would get Shayne into the conference room. “You have a theater degree!” Ian had shouted only the day before when you had urgently asked him to stay after hours to help you practice. “I hired you for your theater degree! What else did you lie about on your resume? Have you even acted?”

“My degree was more for screen writing,” you reminded him, voice edging on shrill. “I’ve written a quarter of Smosh’s scripts this past year, President Dumbass.” He opened his mouth to shout again but he stopped when you continued. “Listen, Ian, hearing Shayne ask me about my night before in the morning as I fix my coffee is like, the best part of my day and I really miss it. I don’t want to make it weird, I just want it to be nice. Please help me.”

Ian had grinned at you then, slapping a hand on his desk. “Come on, try it again.”

A knock on your passenger window pulled your head off your steering wheel instantly. You jolted, finger instinctively pushing down the door lock. Ian was waving frantically across from you. As you unlocked the door again, he slid into the passenger seat, cheeks flushed red. “Sorry, I thought you were dead. I ran down here.” He was breathing hard as he glanced at you. “I was waiting for you to get here so I could help you carry things so I was at the security desk. I saw your head slump down and thought you gave yourself a heart attack and die.”

“So you decided to kill me yourself, huh?” You responded, clutching the steering wheel tightly to stop yourself from reaching over and smacking your boss. Ian rolled his eyes. “Oh come on,” he huffed. “It’s the thought that counts, especially today of all days.” He gave you a grin before glancing into your back seat, whistling at the three boxes that awaited the two of you. “How’re you feeling about this?”

You popped your trunk before sighing, getting out of the car. “Not great. Some might say… a little bad?” You grabbed a box, pushing it into Ian’s arms. “Is Shayne in the office yet?”

“Oh yeah,” Ian scoffed. “He can’t even look at the decorations without rolling his eyes. Garrett has been considering recommending a counselor because it’s affecting people’s work, but I talked him out of it. Can I do anything to help you be less nervous? Not to put pressure on you but this could also go horribly wrong.”

“I’ve considered that, yes.” You stack two smaller pots on top of Ian’s box carefully. You considered it in the shower the previous evening, you had considered that the week before, you had considered that when writing your notes, you had considered it nearly every second. “You can help by either continuing to talk and hype me or just not… saying anything.” You sighed as you shut the trunk and headed towards the building, not waiting for him to catch up.

After you and Ian successfully brought everything into the conference room in the annex, you were feeling a little bit better. After coaxing yourself up just a bit more, you headed into the Squad office to put your plan into motion.

You shifted on your feet in front of his desk, waiting for him to take his Air Pods out. When his blue eyes finally met yours, you almost lost all of your momentum. He just seemed so down.

You knew that this was all for him, but knowing that you would be able to see his true reaction to everything in those ocean hues made your stomach twist. He almost seemed to sense this as he used your name to anchor you back into reality. “Y/N?”

The gentle tone in his voice encouraged you. “I wanted to talk to you about something,” you responded in a jumble. You took a breath to slow yourself down. “It’s not work related. Can you come with me into the conference room?” Your mouth shut tight, teeth ground down as to not pull your bottom lip between them.

Shayne’s face shifted, his eyebrows rising high. As he placed his Air Pods in their case, he pushed himself up from his chair. “Uh, okay,” he answered slowly. “I kinda feel like I’m in trouble.” He gave you a sheepish smile, a question he didn’t quite ask hanging in the space between the two of you.

You almost explained it all right there. He looked so vulnerable and sad, like if this was some sort of prank he might break right there and lose it. You immediately looked at the floor, your body instantly trying to shrink back in on itself as your shoulders rose to your ear. As if conveniently, the grunting sounds of Ian clearing his throat in the annex immediately pulled you back.

This wasn’t about how you were going to feel about all of this. You were doing this for Shayne. If your theater degree could carry you through anything, it better carry you through a grand gesture. You had to remember to thank Ian later. Your shoulders dropped as you turned away from Shayne, heading into the annex. “You’re valid in feeling whatever you feel.” Your hands were beginning to sweat as you waited a full beat before Shayne followed after you.

“Alright, alright, you’ve got me intrigued.” He sighed, eyes falling from your face to the floor as he tried to ignore the pinks and purples cascading from the ceiling. You stayed a full half step in front of him, hoping he didn’t have a view of how wide your eyes were. As you approached the windows of the conference room, you finally slowed your pace down enough to glance at him evenly. His eyes were still on the carpet until they shifted to your face and then to the windows.

You stepped back, selfishly wanting to drink in the view. While there were so many parts of Shayne that you found distracting, you were captivated by the reactions on his face. His eyebrows rose with surprise as his eyes darted across each gift. “What?” He questioned. He grinned in disbelief, looking at you. “You meant the other conference room, right?” He thumbed over his shoulder but you shook your head, holding the door open for him. “Why?” He asked, the door held open with your foot.

You tried not to feel silly as you smiled back at him, waving your hand toward him. “No spoilers, let’s go.”

In shocked disbelief, Shayne stepped into the conference room. Your hands began to shake as he stepped closer to the bouquet. “Did you buy all these? Are they for everyone in the office?” He noticed the orchid and his mouth dropped. “Do I get to pick one?”

You didn’t anticipate his giddiness. You hadn’t planned for all of his questions so you simply watched him until his attention shifted back and finally onto you. Your cheeks darkened under his gaze and you gestured to the table. “I got you these,” you said loudly. You were scared that the voice that you had planned would be too quiet, that you would lose momentum as soon as you started. You glanced away from him, rummaging in your pocket to pull out your notes.

“You’ve been so sad and it’s been making me really sad and I know you like flowers and they help you feel happy so I thought you deserve to have something to remind you to be happy from someone nice.”

You opened the folded paper and glanced back up at his face, holding his gaze for a moment. “So if you could sit, pl—” You started, but suddenly his voice was over yours.

“Is this a prank?” His face had an expression you couldn’t read.

“No,” you responded. “Do you want to know what these are and their meanings or do you have other questions?”

Shayne narrowed his eyes as he slipped into a seat, chin tilted up toward you. “Yes. Am I in trouble?”

You weren’t sure how to answer and so you ignored him, glancing at your scribbled writing. You had gone over everything you had wanted to say and didn’t really need them, but it felt easier than looking Shayne in the eyes. “I know we don’t talk about serious things together but I seriously want you to know that I really miss hanging out with you in the mornings. I wanted to get you some flowers because you always seem to appreciate them and I thought that since you’re a graduated scholar, it might help for you to learn a little bit about some of them.”

Your eyes moved off of the paper and landed on him. You softened as you noticed his smile. “This is very thoughtful,” he softly replied, giving you the perfect encouragement.

“Well, you deserve it so… This carnation is white, so it means sweet and lovely.” Shayne made a small noise, a grin pasted on his face as he leaned back in his seat. You glanced at your scribbled notes, squinting as your pointed finger shifted to the next flower. “This one is a hibiscus because you’re like, the most beautiful person in this office or probably all of LA.” You could feel his eyes on your face and your shoulders rose as you quickly looked back at your notes. “Moving right along, we also have the daffodil to remind you that there will be new beginnings in the Spring. This crocus is for youthful happiness because all of your jokes are dumb and you laugh the loudest at them all, even with a bachelor’s degree. White jasmine is because you’re so sweet. A rose is for, uh…” Your notes shook in your hands.

“I know what a rose is for,” Shayne interrupted, leaning forward to pluck the deepest red one from the bouquet. “Love, desire, admiration…” He inspected the stem, then glanced at you with a smirk. “No thorns?”

The words were all a jumble in your head, but they somehow formed something coherent as they spilled from your mouth. “Because I didn’t want you to get hurt,” you replied softly.

Shayne’s smile grew wider and you noted the light pink roaming across his cheeks to the edges of his ears. You didn’t know his face could carry such a shade of color and you wondered what else might cause it. “I don’t know what to say,” he confessed breathlessly.

You felt yourself start to wilt until he was standing, starting to collect the bouquet and the orchid pot in his arms. “I just… walking helps me process thoughts better and I thought I could tell you my thoughts on the walk back to my desks with the second best surprise given to me at work.” You couldn’t stop grinning, even when his fingers brushed your wrist as he handed you the hibiscus plant, even when the two of you started to walk back and you noticed people scattering away from the annex hallway to give you space, even when after arriving at Shayne’s desk you hadn’t thought that there might be too many for all of them on his desk at the same time.

You kept grinning the rest of the day, even when an Instagram notification pulled at your attention later in the day. Swiping it open, you grinned at Shayne’s Instagram story. “Definitely in trouble,” captioned a photo taken from Courtney’s own story. Shayne was pictured at his desk, mid screeching laugh, surrounded by the thornless roses you had given him.

#shayne topp imagine #shayne topp fic #smosh imagine #smosh fic #shayne topp #smosh #mine #fic #happy valentine's day it's my first AG so you best believe I'm going to be writing soft romantic shit for all my favorite youtube babes #:))#star-mum #here u go my love I'm sorry it took forever thanks for your PATIENCE and FRIENDSHIP #i'll trade y'all a gif for a long preview i know won't satisfy #:)))

129 notes · View notes

fuckedurbias · 5 years

Text

enemies to lovers (but not really) - yoo kihyun

genre: angst + smutty af

requested? nope

word count: 7.7k !!!

warnings: cursing, alcohol mentions, the smut is dirty af i can’t put it all in a warning oop

A/N: i made kihyun basically a bully and a giant asshole but ik he’s a soft baby and a lovely boy but i just have a lot of pent up feelings towards him, i can’t admit my feelings for him so i just use hatred as an excuse okay its a personal problem. pls dont hate me!!

You couldn’t get rid of him no matter how hard you tried. It was hard enough that he was involved in your close friend group and you had to see his face often, but he also genuinely enjoyed seeing you get so heated over the mere sight of him.

“For once, for once can he be working when we hang out or I don’t know… maybe just not be invited?” You groan, angrily looking out the window of Changkyun’s car with your arms firmly crossed.

“Look we can’t just not invite him, he’s still our friend. It’s not our fault neither of you can stand each other, you’re lucky either of you get invited to these things do you really think any of us want to deal with the never ending bickering from you two?” Changkyun shook his head, dreading the thought of all the arguing he’s going to have to deal with tonight.

“He starts it! You really expect me to just take his little digs at me?” You huff.

“He only does it because he knows for sure you will fight back; I’ve told you this how many times? Hell, he’s told you that himself yet you still give him the reaction he wants, if you just ignored him he’d stop” “I really doubt that” You mumble, staring at the road ahead. Changkyun never beats around the bush with you, but that is why he was your best friend, both as feisty and fiery as each other. It is probably a bad dynamic since you both just feed off each others intense vibes and don’t hold back with others who aren’t either of you, who often can’t handle such honesty and bluntness. Most times you love Kyun being honest with you, but times like this; when talking about the person who makes your blood boil more than anyone else, you really hated it. Maybe tonight you will take Kyun’s advice and ignore Kihyun, just to prove him wrong when Kihyun continues to terrorise you and he can finally get all the blame he deserves.

As soon as you got out of the car you could see your group of boys through the big window at the front of the restaurant, sitting on the table right next to the window as per usual. Thank god they were all talking and too preoccupied in looking at the menus arguing over what they were going to order to notice you and Kyun walking in. There is seriously only 1 whole brain cell in this goddamn group and it belongs to you. Without you they wouldn’t get anywhere. You hide behind Kyun as you enter, both so Kihyun won’t see you and pester you before you even get to the table and so you can see where he is sitting before you reach the table and plan how you will avoid him as much as you can. You and Kyun reach the table and stand there silent for at least 30 seconds before any of them notice you, they were really going at it between themselves. Sitting on the wall side was Minhyuk, Kihyun, Jooheon & Hyungwon. Facing the rest of the restaurant and their backs to you and Kyun right now was Shownu and Wonho, sitting on the side closest to the window with the two free seats for you and Kyun next to them at the end of the table. Finally, Hyungwon turns around from watching the other three boys argue next to him to see you and Kyun standing there, staring at them with the biggest look of disapproval on your faces. He smiles and nods, nobody else noticing you. Minhyuk, Kihyun & Jooheon were all arguing over what food they wanted to get and Shownu was asking them, practically begging them all to just settle on either one meal or one meat option each for the barbecue otherwise it would end up being too much money and not all of it would be eaten anyways. Wonho was just disassociating on his phone. Kyun clears his throat, still no response, so he just sighs and pulls out the seat next to Shownu, leaving you to sit on the end of the table across from Hyungwon. He knew you would appreciate that, wanting to be as far away from Kihyun as possible, but two people down from you on the other side was still too close. The other 3 boys on the other side all look up when they hear the chairs being pulled out, nod at you both and go back to their food issues.

“Look, you three need to shut up for a moment and we need to ask these two what they would like now. So you three need to settle your issues ASAP otherwise this will just end up like last time” Shownu demands, tone very clearly desperate. “I’m okay with anything, I just want food” you say, which earns a smirk and a loud nose exhale from Kihyun, whatever that was meant to mean you had no idea and you didn’t really care to know. You didn’t even look his way, focusing on the menu Shownu handed to Kyun.

“Same for me, as long as you get some kind of beef for the barbecue I don’t care. Also as long as you three stop arguing so I can eat quicker” Kyun says, handing the menu back to Shownu. The other three pout and huff, settling on a meal and a barbecue option amongst each other. You’re rather shocked Kihyun hasn’t made a single dig at you yet, this is a new record for him, but you put it down to him being more concerned about his empty stomach for the time being. Hopefully when the food arrives he’s too busy scoffing food down his throat to be bothering you.

As per usual, Wonho ended up being the barbecue dad as he put the first load of meat onto the barbecue the sound of the satisfying sizzle filling your ears and everyone was happily digging into the dishes. The last dish arrives and you gasp in excitement and try to quickly finish your current food so you can grab some of the new one before all the boys finish it first with their bottomless stomachs. “Woah, relax and stop acting like a pig. The food won’t go anywhere” Kihyun laughs, widening his eyes at you in a mocking way.

“Kihyun what the fuck? Mind your own business and back off, dude” Kyun snaps.

‘Ah, here we go’ you think to yourself. You feel that pang in your stomach, wanting so badly to snap back at him instantly but you remember the car ride and decide to stay quiet. For some reason what he said this time actually hurts you. Why? You’re not sure, you hate it, you feel weak. You feel like running to the bathroom to hide the hurt that you’re pretty sure is showing clearly on your face, especially since you usually snap back instantly. You ignore Kihyun, don’t even glance at him and just continue to grab yourself a nice amount of the new dish and place it into your little bowl, trying your best to eat it without looking too upset. A few seconds later, Wonho finishes cooking the beef and takes everyone’s bowls and gives them a fair amount of it before putting the next load of meat on.

“Are you okay?” Hyungwon asks you quietly, leaning across the table. “Yeah I’m fine, just really tired from all my classes today” You give him a soft smile and a nod, appreciative that he actually checked up you even though you hate that it’s clear you are upset.

“Ah okay, I was worried that you we- “

“How has everyone’s week been?” Minhyuk yells from his end of the table, largely exaggerating the loudness of the restaurant chatter and music.

“We’re all University students, how interesting could any of our weeks have been?” Jooheon replies, beef stuffed in his mouth. “Well I’m sorry I’m just trying to make fucking conversation since none of you have made an attempt to” Minhyuk snaps, gesturing his hands out to everyone around the table and then clasping them together.

“Jooheon are you trying to imply that you actually go to class and spend your time outside of class actually studying?” Wonho says, not even glancing up as he turns over all the meat. Everyone on the table cracks up laughing.

“Hey! I was not implying anything, even if when I don’t go to classes; which I do most of the time by the way, I just stay home which still isn’t interesting… and I do study!” Jooheon leans back against the wall, arms firmly crossed with a grumpy pout on his face.

“It’s okay Joo, I think staying home and watching Netflix… or studying and going to class like you apparently do, is a lot more interesting and entertaining than being one of those students that goes out all the time and constantly gets drunk, high and is basically brain-dead 24/7” You say, stuffing the meat in your mouth into your cheeks.

“You can’t really say that when you’ve never been to even ONE party since you’ve started at University, you wouldn’t have any idea of how it’s ‘not fun’ or what fun even is. You just go to class every day and study and then stay cooped up in your dorm every weekend like a complete loser,” Kihyun doesn’t even breathe once, “oh and please, don’t talk with your mouth full”. Minhyuk whacks the back of Kihyun’s head, looking at you with sorrow. You felt your blood pressure rising, wishing so badly you could split his chopsticks in half and shove them up his ass. However, you just sat there looking down at your now empty bowl trying to hide how red your face now was and your throat closing up, feeling like you were going to cry out of frustration. If he made one more mean comment you were certain you were going to snap, and by that you mean snapping those chopsticks in half and sticking them where the sun doesn’t shine; which is absolutely nowhere near Kihyun.

You guys had finished all the food and were now having a nice catch up, telling each other the funny happenings that had occurred within the last month and a bit that you hadn’t met up properly as a whole group. The conversation though, had drifted to Changkyun, Wonho & Minhyuk ganging up on Jooheon and telling you all stories about the embarrassing things Joo did in high school.

“I cannot believe you did that!! When you were Vice Captain?! In front of the entire school board?!” You screamed.

“Don’t forget that it was a whole school assembly, too! He really just whipped out a little impromptu ‘hip hop dance routine’ in front of the whole school and the school board, you should’ve seen the look of pure horror on the Vice Principal’s face. He got in so much trouble for that and almost got his position taken away” Minhyuk said with a shit-eating grin.

“You’re the one that promised me if I did that you’d pay for my lunch everyday for the rest of the semester, it’s your fault!” Joo whines.

“And I did didn’t I? So why are you complaining?” Minhyuk sasses. “BECAUSE YOU’RE SITTING HERE TELLING EVERYONE ABOUT AN EMBARRASSING THING I DID BUT IT WAS YOU WHO MADE ME DO IT MAKING ME LOOK LIKE I DID IT OUT OF MY OWN ACCORD!”

“Because it’s a funny story, and I didn’t force you to, you had the choice to say no”

“NO YOU DIDN’T GIVE ME A CHOICE STOP LY- “

“Okay enough you two children” Shownu interjects. If he didn’t stop them now this would continue for way too long, they’re worse than you and Kihyun.

“Oh my gosh wait, Wonho! What about that time you told Minhyuk you’d give him $50 if he licked the swing-set” Changkyun gasps with the sudden memory.

“Wow, yes! The chain handle part”, Wonho laughs “and he actually did it and ended up in the nurse’s office because he instantly got really sick and had to stay home for the rest of week!”. Everyone bursts into laughter.

“Hey I don’t regret a thing, that $50 was worth it. I bought some sick gym shoes with that money” Minhyuk smiles. You were in tears with laughter.

“Man I wish I knew you guys in high school, you seem like you were even funnier and dumber back then” You cry.

“Hey, me and Kyun weren’t and aren’t dumb it was and is just those two” Wonho acts offended. You really do wish you knew them back then; it would’ve definitely made your dull high school life a lot brighter. You’re grateful you know them now of course, they make your stressful, overwhelming University life a lot more bearable. You and Kyun were both Literature students, Minhyuk, Hyungwon & Shownu all Dance & Performance students and then Joo & Wonho were Music Production students, where they met Kihyun as he is a Music Performance student and they work together a lot. The boys that already knew each other from school brought along their friends that they met in class who didn’t have friends to hang out with yet, and then you all became a close nit group and all friends with each other separately… well, except for two of you.

“I don’t know Wonho, I’d say you’re also pretty dumb” You say slowly with a sneaky grin, “are we not going to address that very dumb, embarrassing thing you accidentally did in class no less than what, two weeks ago?”. He looks at you confused.

“Remember, Jooheon messaged the group chat instantly screaming out of secondhand embarrassment?” You push.

“Oh- OH GOD yeah we aren’t going to address it remember I asked specifically for nobody to ever talk about it again that’s why we haven’t spoke about it and won’t” Wonho blushes, “it was very traumatic for me and I removed it from my brain and now you’ve reminded me and now I’m going to cry myself to sleep tonight”.

“But you admit that you are pretty dumb, right? At least sometimes” You laugh.

“Are you serious? You’re straight making fun of him for something that he seems genuinely humiliated by and didn’t ever want to talk about again. That’s so rude why would you joke about something like that?” Kihyun snaps at you before Wonho can reply. You feel that pang in your stomach again, genuinely taken aback.

“Dude chill, I know she was just playing around. I was also joking, it’s not that deep” Wonho replies, glaring at Kihyun. You slam your hands on the table and stand up, staring at him like you’re about to stab him with the barbecue scissors. The rest of the boys stare at you in shock, expecting you to rip into him. Instead of doing that like you wanted to, you just turn around and walk out the door of the restaurant, quickly wiping away the tears that are falling out of your eyes.

You sat on the bench outside the restaurant, far away from the window where the boys sat so they couldn’t see you. Your elbows are propped up on your thighs, with with your face resting in your palms and you’re staring at the ground. Your tears are dried by this point but you know if you think too hard they will fall again; which your brain keeps trying to do but you refuse to let it, you will just think of nothing. Your phone keeps vibrating and you know its probably one of the boys - most likely Kyun, trying to text or call you but you really don’t want to talk to any of them right now. You’ll just get the bus or train home later. Suddenly, you feel someone’s hand on your back as you see them sit down next to you. It was Changkyun.

“Hey” He says quietly. You don’t reply.

“Just so you know, before you even got out the door we all let Kihyun have it. For real, none of us are okay with what he was doing tonight it was ridiculous and not okay at all” Kyun grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You reciprocate.

“He was a straight bully tonight; it wasn’t even just the typical little petty digs they were actually mean, especially since you weren’t fighting back. I’m sorry for saying that he only does it because you react, you should’ve defended yourself” He rubs his thumb over the back of your hand.

“I- I tried to but, for some reason I just didn’t… I couldn’t. I wanted to tear him to shreds but my body just wouldn’t follow through” You choked out, tears welling up in your eyes again.

“It’s okay, just know that none of us boys are okay with what he did tonight and I mean you saw us defending you when you were there. We’ve made sure he knows that he won’t ever be allowed to come out with us again if he’s going to pull that again” Kyun looks into your eyes, making sure you know that he’s serious. You smile up at him, feeling so cared for and loved as a tear falls from your eye. It was a happy tear. Kyun wipes it off your cheek with his free hand.

“Come on, I’ll drive you home” Kyun stands up in front of you and helps you up.

“Thank you, Kyun”, You say, looking up at him for a few seconds before wrapping your arms around his torso “I know we joke around a lot and fight, and I know you find affection gross but, I really do love you a lot and I’m so grateful for you” you silently cry into his chest. Thank god he’s wearing black.

“It’s okay, I love you too. Also I don’t find it gross, alright, just too much of it but at times like this it’s nice” He says. You giggle as he softly pokes your cheek, keeping his hand locked with yours as he walks you to his car.

Changkyun had actually convinced you to come to a party, you don’t know why he wanted you to go, but he did. All the boys were going to be there why did he need you there? He said it was just to get you out of the house so you can clear your mind and forget about your worries for a bit, but you weren’t convinced that was the only reason why, but it was all he would tell you when you would press for an answer. It’s not that you didn’t like parties - you did, it was more the people that were going to be there, doing drugs and all the guys that will try and get in your pants just for the sake of it rather than actually being interested in you in any way. Anyways, you decided to go for the reason he said, just to get yourself out of the house and you hadn’t had a good party in a while and a reason to get all dressed up (totally nothing to do with the reason that you knew Kihyun would be there and you wanted to prove to him that you can have a fun time). You planned your outfit in your head for days in advance, and you were so happy when it actually looked great on you and by some miracle your makeup cooperated with you and came out beautifully, too. You look hot, you’d 100% fuck yourself if you were someone else. You actually feel good about yourself and excited for this party, it really is a miracle. You weren’t going to let anything… or anyone ruin your night. You’re spritzing yourself with perfume when you here the beep of a car outside, you immediately know it’s Changkyun. You grab your bag and do one last look over of yourself in the mirror; taking a quick selfie or two, or three, and then quickly running out of the door while Changkyun beeps at you to hurry up. You run outside and while you’re trying to lock your door properly Jooheon starts beeping the car horn repeatedly, you flip him off as you watch him start laughing his ass off in the front seat. Once you lock your door you quickly walk to the back door, hearing Jooheon still laughing before you even open the door. Shownu gets out of the car so you can sit in the middle.

“You’re such a child! it really isn’t that funny” You frown, climbing into the middle seat. Jooheon lets out a ‘hoo’ as he wipes a tear away. “I think it was hilarious” Jooheon breathes, relaxing back into the passenger seat.

“She’s right, it really wasn’t” Shownu agrees as he gets back in the seat next to you and shuts the door. Wonho and Changkyun both agree with you and Shownu. “Fuck you guys” Jooheon pouts. Changkyun turns up the radio and reverses out of your driveway. You were really excited for this party.

The music was blasting; you could feel every part of your body vibrate with the bass. It had been about 2 hours since you arrived and you were pretty tipsy, borderline drunk. You had lost sight of any of your friends, the boys, classmates or friends you made literally 5 minutes ago at this party. You’re lost in the music and the tingly, happy feeling that was overtaking your body, you’re dancing the night away, along with any worry you had about anything in your life prior to coming to this party. At least you were, until you feel someone tap you on your shoulder; which you ignored because you thought you were imagining it, and if it was real you wanted them to leave you alone because you were having fun. Unfortunately, it is real and they keep persisting so you turn around angrily. You immediately scrunch your face up in disgust. It’s Kihyun.

“I need to talk to you” He slurs, grabbing onto your shoulder for support as he almost trips onto you.

“No you don’t! Fuck off” You say in a matter-of-fact tone, immediately smack his hand off you. You storm off, Kihyun following behind you.

“Please! It’s important, please just let me do it I can’t wait until next month when I next see you to talk to you, please” He begs, yelling in your ear over the music. “Then don’t. Simple” You snap back. You walk fast, pushing through the crowd of people struggling to make it through them without tripping over, the effects of your last drink starting to push you past tipsy. You’re looking for even one of the boys or just anyone to help get Kihyun away from you, which is really hard in this state and with Kihyun hot on your trail trying to plead with you. You see Minhyuk watching a game of beer pong; cheering and being even more loud than usual. You quickly run up to him and pull on his sleeve.

“Minhyuk please help me”, you look at him with big puppy eyes “Kihyun keeps saying he needs to talk to me, he won’t leave me alone and is practically harassing me, please help”.

He looks down at you, then behind you to Kihyun, then back to you.

“Oh yeah, we all told him he should talk to you”, your face changes to one of utter confusion “you should listen to him, he wants to apologise because he genuinely feels horrible. You don’t have to accept it but I think just listening to him would be good for the both of you”. You look offended, how could the boys just do that to you? After Kihyun did that to you and made you feel like complete and utter shit? Why would you ever want to listen to him or talk to him again?

“You know that I’m always honest with you, I understand why you don’t want to talk to him or listen to him – I wouldn’t want to either if I were you, but I really think it would be good for both of you to talk out your differences and it would be better for all of us, too. As someone who loves drama, I really want the both of you to just talk shit out and at least be civil. You don’t have to forgive him but just listen to what he has to say, please” Minhyuk slurs, looking you dead in the eyes. The fact he was being so wise in this intoxicated was really saying something. You sighed, he was right. Even if you just ended up hating him more, maybe he was actually genuinely sorry and would stop being an asshole from now on. You may not forgive him, not for a while, but at least you could possibly work towards being… friends?? You turn to Kihyun, seeing him looking pretty pathetic looking at you with such pleading eyes. You take his hand and guide him through the crowd in attempt to find any kind of empty room further away from the pounding music. You doubted you would have any luck though.

Even a wardrobe would suffice but you were really struggling to find an empty room of some sort. If there wasn’t already someone passed out on the bed, throwing up in the bathroom there was a couple (or more) getting up to frisky business – and obviously you couldn’t ignore any of those situations to talk to Kihyun without disturbing what was going on in the room… or disturbing yourself with the latter. You go upstairs and most of the rooms are again, taken, but you finally come across one at the end of the hall that isn’t. You half sigh, half yell a ‘finally’ and drag him in the room, locking the door behind you. You’re so relieved to be able to finally let go of Kihyun’s hand, turning to stand in front of him with your arms crossed over your chest.

“Well?” You gesture for him to start; he just looks at you with a very vacant expression on his face and you sigh in annoyance.

“Are you going to tell me what you begged me to listen to you for? This is your only chance and I suggest you don’t waste it” You tap your foot, already getting impatient. He perks up like a little puppy, suddenly remembering what he was here for.

“Oh, right. I-uh, just wanted to apologise for the other night. I was a real asshole and there’s no excuse for the things I said and did, it wasn’t even banter or petty things like it usually is it was straight bullying and I feel horrible when I remember it. I don’t even know why I kept going after you didn’t react or respond the first time, but it doesn’t matter; point is, I’m sorry. I’m really, really, sorry” Kihyun rambles, slurring and struggling to find the right words.

“Okay. Are you happy now? That I listened to… that? Will you stop harassing me? Can I leave now?” You say barely even acknowledging his apology, you really did find it pathetic and couldn’t bare to be alone in a room with him any longer. You started to walk towards the door but Kihyun stopped you.

“Are you kidding me?” He questions angrily, grabbing your arm to stop you from leaving. You frown and smack his hand off you.

“What?” You snap.

“That’s it? You can’t even acknowledge anything I said?” He says, seeming actually hurt. “Well I for sure am not forgiving you, what else do you want me to do, Kihyun? Because I really can’t even stand being alone in this room with you right now” You try to push past him but he won’t budge.

“You don’t have to forgive me; I just want to know you actually listened to me” He says surprisingly calm. He looks like a kicked puppy and you feel so fucking strange seeing Kihyun look anything but cocky and angry for once in his life.

“You’re being ridiculous, Kihyun. Of course I listened to you why would I bring you all this way, struggle to find a room for us to use for 5 seconds to not listen to you at all? Especially if seeing you so desperate to apologise to me brings me such joy?” You say it as if you were explaining it to a child, dragging out that last sentence especially longer. You see Kihyun’s expression changing to the usual one of anger, god you’re getting so much enjoyment of having the higher ground right now.

“Not to mention”, you walk closer to his face “that ‘apology’ was nothing short of just, plain pathetic”. Using your finger to put the quotations around ‘apology’, you have the biggest smirk on your face. Kihyun runs his tongue over his cheeks as he steps closer to you, inches from your face. You don’t cower one bit, in fact you look him dead in the eyes as you chuckle.

“Pathetic?” He questions, looking down at you.

“Hopeless, pitiful, miserable, plain fucking shit or whatever you wish to call it, really” You reply, not even trying to hide your enjoyment. You barely finished your sentence before Kihyun turns you around and slams you into the wall, arms either side of your head. He did it so quickly you’re actually shocked, especially since he’s drunk and his reaction times are meant to be slower.

“You’re really, really fucking pushing it” He whispers, spacing out his words to make sure you’re perfectly understanding how angry you’re making him. “And? As if you’re going to do anything about it” You scoff, arms crossed over your chest. You refuse to show any sign of intimidation, though you actually are quite shocked right now. His gaze doesn’t move from your face, he’s breathing heavily and you hate this tension surrounding you both right now, its silent apart from the screaming of everyone outside and the muffle of the music downstairs. You see Kihyun’s gaze fall to your lips for a second, so brief that you wondered if it was even real or if you were making it up.

“See, I knew it. You’re not going to do anything because you’re just as pathetic as that apology wa-” Before you can even finish your sentence Kihyun slams his lips into yours. Your eyes are wide, part of you wants to push him away but an even bigger part of you refuses to back down. You slide on your hands to his hair, entangling your fingers in it and pulling harshly, he moans in response. He deepens the kiss, a hand on your neck and a hand on your back, pulling you closer to him. You slide your tongue against his lip and he responds by sliding his tongue in your mouth, refusing to let you take even the tiniest bit of dominance. You bite and pull on his lip as you pull away, breathless. You lean your head back on the wall as he starts leaving kisses along your jaw, moving down to your neck. Your hand is still pulling on his hair and your other one is latched onto his shoulder. His hands move down to your ass, squeezing it.

“You better not leave hickeys, we’re not high schoolers” You whisper. He lets out a scoff as he moves his hands down to your thighs, signalling for you to wrap your legs around him. You do so, kissing down his neck to his collarbones as he moves you to the bed. He throws you onto the sheets, you open your legs as he slides his body in between them. You start making out, even more heated than before, your lips and tongues moving in sync. Kihyun moves his hand up to your hair, pulling on it as you whine and press your hips up into his, he grinds down against you in response. You slide your hands under his shirt, digging your nails into his chest and he groans as he continues grinding into you harshly. His hand that is on your hip slides down your thigh, moving it up and around his back as he pulls away from the kiss, breathless and he sits up to slide his shirt off. For fucks sake, why does he have to be so attractive yet so annoying.

“Are you going to actually do anything or just continue to play around?” You pant, staring up at him. Before he can answer or do anything in response you flip the both of you over so you’re now straddling him. You roll your hips over his crotch a few times, feeling his bulge very prominently through your panties under your skirt. He tries to flip you back over but you put your hands on his shoulders and give him a look that makes him fall back and give up. You slide your shirt off, revealing your cute, lacy bra that you always wore to these kind of occasions in case you did get some action and would look at that? This time you actually did. You give Kihyun a passionate kiss on the lips and pull away quickly to start kissing down his jaw agonisingly slow, he accidentally lets a little whimper slip as his eyes flutter shut which makes you giggle softly, he’s actually cute when he’s needy. You then move to his neck, then his chest, then his stomach all the way down past his belly button and stop at the hem of his jeans. He snaps his eyes open as he looks down at you with dark eyes and you just bite your lip and give a bratty smile in response. You don’t break eye contact as you undo his belt, pulling it out and throwing it on the ground to then unzip his jeans and yank them off. You walk your fingers up his thigh, stopping just before you reach his bulge.

“Stop teasing or I swear to go-” He growls, you started palming him through his boxers before he even finished his sentence and he ended it in the cutest whine you’ve ever heard. You smile as his hips snap up instinctively at even the tiniest bit of friction as you slowly palm him, curling your fingers to fit around his shaft. He has one hand gripping the sheets and another around the headboard, he’s trying to keep his hips still but is really struggling to not roll against your hand. You decide he’s had enough teasing for now and stop palming him to pull down the waistband of his boxers, pulling them all the way off. His dick snaps up as soon as the boxers are off it, hitting his stomach and he grunts at the sudden contact of air against his throbbing cock. Once his boxers are discarded, you wrap your hand around the bottom of his shaft and start to pump him, flicking your wrist as your hand moves up and down. Kihyun immediately snaps his hips up, breathing out a ‘fuck’ as he watches you through half close eyelids. You hate to admit it but, he looks so pretty right now. Precum is already starting to leak out of his tip, so you bring your mouth to it and slowly lick it off with the tip of your tongue. Kihyun throws his head back with a choked moan as you slowly circle your tongue around his tip, you place your lips around and suck harshly, never stopping the movement of your hand. His hand gripping the sheet starts feeling around for your head, gripping onto your hair and trying to push you down so you’d take him in your mouth.

“Keep being pushy and I will stop everything and walk out of this room” You snap. He immediately loosens his grip on your hair and you go back to sucking on his tip again, flattening your tongue as you slowly take him in your mouth. Kihyun grunts and bites his lip hard, trying to stop any kind of moan from slipping out. He looks down at you as you’re bobbing your head up and down, bringing your hand up to meet your lips as you pump him at the same time.

“You know, if you weren’t so annoying I’d say you look so hot right now” He says, struggling to speak without it coming out in a moan. You roll your eyes, he was very dumb to say that because you are literally sucking his dick and could bite it off at any moment… but he also implied that you look hot, which sent tingles right down to your clit. You removed your hands and moved your mouth all the way down to the bottom of his shaft, almost gagging as he hit the back of your throat. His grip on your hair tightens again and he guides your head up and down, your grip hard on his thighs as you try not to gag. You’ve hollowed out your cheeks and flattened out your tongue as you suck along with your head movements.

“I’m so close” Kihyun breathes, the muscles in his lower stomach visibly tightening. You remove his hand from your hair so that you can fasten your pace, bringing your hand back in to pump him again. He throws his back, cursing repeatedly and you feel his dick twitch in your mouth. Right as he reaches the peak of his high you take him out of your mouth and remove your hand, sitting up on his leg to watch and relish in his agony. His head snaps up as his face darkens immediately.

“Oh baby, you are going to regret that” Kihyun coos, the way ‘baby’ rolls off his tongue unsettles you and causes a very hot feeling in your core.

“Don’t call me baby” You command, returning his dark gaze. He sits up and pushes you down on the bed, your head hanging off the end of the bed. He reaches his hand down under your skirt, pressing his index finger hard along your slit; applying the most pressure where your clit is. You bite your lip, whining a little.

“Wow you’re already so wet and I’ve done absolutely nothing” He says cockily. “If you’re really going to be this cocky already you better be bloody good” You snap, rolling your hips against his finger. He chuckles and nods, fair argument. He starts to rub your clit through your panties, making you gasp at the sudden movement. He uses his other hand to unclasp your bra and slide it off your arms, he throws it to the side and immediately starts to kiss and suck on your tits. You run your hands through his hair as he assaults your chest and clit at the same time. He moves your panties to the side and slides his index and middle finger into your hole, moving his thumb to your clit. You let a loud moan slip, his fingers curling right up to your sweet spot. After he’s pleased with the pretty bruises he’s left all over your tits he slides his lips down your body until he’s at the hem of your skirt. You lift your head up to watch him, he smirks up at you as he slides his other hand under your skirt to the hem of your panties, pulling them down your thighs slowly. Knowing what was about to come gave you such a restless rush in your core. You kicked your legs, ushering him to hurry up and he smiles at your desperateness, he pulls them off one leg and holds your other leg up and slides them off. Once discarded, he bends your leg over his shoulder and he lays back down on his stomach, lining his head in between your legs. He starts to kiss up your thigh, stopping for a split second as he reaches your heat before lifting your skirt over his head. He then uses his fingers to part your lips as he licks a stripe up your slit. You arch your back, both hands moving to his hair immediately. He doesn’t waste a second before he starts kissing and sucking on your clit and his fingers return to pumping themselves in and out of your entrance. All the pleasure from when he was only fingering you before returns and intensifies, not having to catch back up to where it was before. At this rate you will be coming within seconds. You pull on Kihyun’s hair as you push your hips down to his face, begging for more. He flicks his tongue against your clit rapidly as he curls his two fingers up into your g-spot at the same pace, making you scream. You have to swing one hand over to the sheets to grip tightly otherwise you were afraid you’d explode. You hated that you were about to come this quick, but you just put it down to waiting for your turn for what felt like hours. You don’t tell Kihyun that you’re close because you already know what he will do, so you just don’t say anything and hope you come before he can stop. He starts sucking on your clit and feels it throb as your walls tighten around his fingers, he decides to let you build it up even more before he stops. You start panting and whining, curses falling from your lips as your eyes squeeze shut. He feels your thighs and muscles tightening around his head and once your hips start to rise more against his face, he stops and pulls his head back out from under your skirt. You don’t realise for a few seconds but once you do you immediately sit up and try to kick him, but he just smirks and slides you over to the top of the bed on the pillows. He wastes no time in pumping himself and lining himself up in front of your entrance, you look down, wide eyed. You didn’t expect this, but you hate how much you want it. He slides himself in with a groan, and you wrap your legs around his hips. He snaps his hips into yours and leans his head into your shoulder as he starts thrusting. The thrusts are deep and at a moderate pace, not wanting to go too fast just yet. Your high already starts building up again, your nails are digging into his shoulders, but with the sweat and movement of his body with his thrusts they start slipping and leaving deep scratch marks down his back. He hissed at the stinging sensation of the scratches coming into contact with the air and saltiness of his sweat, he loved the light pain of it. You couldn’t even moan as you felt like you were about to burst, just whine and whimper, trying to grab back onto Kihyun’s shoulder when your nails reach the end of his back. You tighten your thighs around his hips as your walls tighten around his cock thrusting into your g-spot. Your back arches as you start panting and whimpering, Kihyun holding onto the headboard to be able to reach you deeper. He has his forehead against yours, eyes shut tight as he tries so hard to maintain. You finally come undone as your walls throb around him, pushing him closer to his high. You’re moaning what sounds like his name amongst other things, which is secretly driving him crazy in the best way possible. While you’re still in the middle of your orgasm Kihyun flips you over, shoving your face into the pillow which catches you by surprise. He pulls your hips up with him as he gets up on his knees and starts to thrust faster, hitting you from a new angle but still so deep and so sweet. Your walls are still clenched tightly around him, not coming down from your high but rather building a new one from where you were just at which you really aren’t sure if you can handle. Kihyun licks his fingers and starts to rub your clit with his four fingers, sending unfathomable pleasure straight to the deepest part of your core. You push your hips back against him as you shove your face deeper into the pillow and grip the pillow until your knuckles turn white, about to cry from the pleasure you’re feeling everywhere. You’re sure you’re about to explode for real this time. You let out a muffled scream into the pillow as you come again, your body shakes as it rocks through your whole body. Kihyun’s thrust become sloppy as he feels your walls throbbing against him and sees your juices dripping down your thighs and it pushes him over the edge, he rubs your clit a few more times as he reaches the peak of his high. Before he ejaculates he flips you back over so he can come all over your chest as he pumps himself empty. He’s letting out low moans as he looks down at your face, loving how fucked out and flushed you look. Once he’s all empty he falls back onto the bed next to you.

“I think I win that one” He sighs, breathless. You just turn to look at him, your expression unreadable. You struggle to get yourself up, going blind as you try not to fall on the floor after getting up and hold onto the bed for balance. You walk to the bathroom to clean yourself up, using toilet paper to clean up your chest, noticing all the hickeys but not complaining about them. You brush your hair out neatly with your fingers and wipe off your smudged lipstick and use another bit of toilet paper to dab some sweat off your forehead and face. Once you’re satisfied you walk back out into the bedroom to see Kihyun hasn’t moved, you start to get dressed back into your clothes. Kihyun watches you, not saying anything and you’re glad he isn’t. As you walk past him to leave the room he stops you and grabs your wrist.

“I really am sorry, though” He smiles softly. You snap your hand away harshly.

“You’re going to have to do better than that”

388 notes · View notes

jamesdeerest · 5 years

Text

i’ve moved on

pairing: james potter x reader, sirius black x reader

request: @gwen-devilliers asked “Hi! I'd like to request a young James potter one where he realises that he's moved in from lily & in love with reader, after having been oblivious for a while. Thanks! :)”

notes: i literally love james sm :)))) ik im shitty at writing for him but i lOVE HIM OKAY also i went kind of off the request. read to find outttt ;))

warnings: swearing.

word count: 2.7k holy shit

“oi, lily!” james said, waving enthusiastically at the redhead. she, however, just groaned, turning away. “god, i preferred it when he called me evans. he just doesn’t shut up.” lily muttered to marlene, who agreed sympathetically, as they left james behind.

james sighed, crestfallen. “sometimes, i wonder if i should just give up.” he said sadly. you laughed, whacking him on the shoulder. “you’ll never do that, james. she’ll come round eventually, i know it. now, if you’re down moping about, i’m hungry and it’s lunchtime. c’mon, slowpoke, race you there!”

sprinting off, you cackled as james tripped over himself in his hurry to catch up. unfortunately, while you were looking backwards, you didn’t notice as you ran smack into... sirius. “whoa there, y/n. you okay?” he grinned, steadying you. you beamed up at him. “yup! just, you know, beating james.” you smirked. “again? damn, he’s getting slow. anyway, i’m starving, and i heard there’s treacle tart today. shall we, milady?” he said, offering his arm and putting on a posh accent. you grinned, taking it. “we shall, good sir.” and with that, you ran off, james and remus walking slowly to the great hall behind you.

“you know, sometimes i can see pads and y/n as a couple.” remus said, tilting his head. james scoffed, shaking his head. “pads and y/n?! no way. she’d never go for someone like him.” they kept walking, james deep in thought. “wait... would she?” remus raised an eyebrow, amused. “jealous, are we?”

“what? jealous? no! why would i be jealous? i like lily, not y/n!” james spluttered, waving his arms around. remus held his hands up defensively, trying to calm him down. “chill out, prongs. i was joking, jeez.” he said, looking for you, sirius and peter as they entered the great hall. “yeah... joking...”

sirius cheered as they sat down, poking you. “oi oi! y/n, look who finally decided to show up.” you smiled teasingly. “where have you guys been? we’ve been here for hours, right sirius?” sirius rolled his eyes. “hours? more like days.”

“weeks!”

“months!”

“years-”

“alright, guys, we get it. budge up, wormy.” remus interrupted, poking peter until he shifted along the bench to allow the other two to sit down. wordlessly, james started eating, remaining unusually silent as the group chatted, eyeing the closeness between you and his best mate. did they always sit that close together? you didn’t miss a trick, however, and furrowed your brow, concerned.

“you alright, jamie? you look a bit... i don’t know, but you’ve never this quiet.” james’ lips parted in a small smile. “don’t worry ‘bout me. just a bit tired.” you yawned, resting your head on sirius’ shoulder.

“tell me about it. i’m shattered, and it’s only midday!” instantly regretting using that excuse, he glared as sirius kissed your head. “aw, baby y/n! you can always sleep with me. on me!” he hastily corrected himself, eyes wide, glaring at the boys as they lost it.

peter was clutching his stomach, remus was snickering, you and sirius were bright red and james... james felt uncomfortable. “save it for the bedroom, guys.” remus smirked, dodging as you threw a sausage roll at him. “oh shut it, lupin.”

“oh shut it, lupin!” remus mocked you in a high pitched voice, sticking out his tongue.

you growled, immediately starting to retaliate when lily walked past with her friends. james immediately sat up, a wide grin on his face. “hey, lily! you look really nice today.” lily, who was previously laughing, sobered up, rolling her eyes at the boy. “leave me alone, potter.”

an awkward silence fell over the group as lily walked off, james flushing in embarrassment. you reached over the table to console him, but james gently pushed your hand away. “you know what? i’m done with chasing after her. forget her, i’m going to find someone who likes me for me.” sirius leaned over, clapping him on the back. “proud of you, mate. takes guts.” james smiled gratefully at him, before standing up as the bell rang. “right. what have you guys got next?”

you groaned. “potions. kill me.” sirius shrugged, getting up and then offering a hand to you. “eh, we’ll die together then. i couldn’t live without you anyway, my love,” he said, swishing his hair dramatically. you got up, pretending to faint into his arms. “oh, my darling!” he picked you up bridal-style, making you squeak in surprise, your arms tightly wound round his neck, and walked off to potions.

remus cooed. “i told you so. they would be adorable together. c’mon losers, it’s transfiguration next and mcgonagall will kill us if we’re late.” peter hopped off the bench, finally finished with stuffing his face, and james followed behind them, an uneasy feeling settling in his stomach.

later on after class had finished, the three made their way back to the common room. as soon as remus muttered the password to the fat lady (because peter had forgotten it, and james only remembered the one from the first day of first year) and the door swung open, loud laughter echoed up the stairs. you and sirius were rolling around on the floor by the fireplace, tears rolling down your cheeks. “his face!” sirius spluttered, his body heaving.

remus rolled his eyes at the pair of you, a fond smile betraying him. there was a brief lull as you caught your breath, coughing slightly, before you met eyes with sirius again, and started to giggle.

peter plonked himself down on the sofa, swinging his legs. remus sat next to him, and james slid into an armchair. “what are you two weirdos laughing about, then?” remus asked, eyebrow raised.

“slughorn-”

“sardines-”

“snape-”

“detention for three weeks-”

“worth it!” you grinned, before high fiving sirius.

peter and remus easily joined the conversation, but james sat silent, deep in thought.

there was this uncomfortable feeling. every time he saw you and sirius together, he just felt so... angry! but why? he loved sirius, he was his best mate, and you were like a sister to him... right?

right?

peter’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed james’ arm, startling him out of his thoughts, and poked remus, glancing meaningly upstairs. remus nodded, and whilst peter and james headed upstairs, remus tried to think of an excuse. “peter wants us to look at his bunion, it’s gone a funny colour. be back in a bit!”

sirius snorted, as you looked disgusted. “is that what you guys do when you’re alone?”

“my bunion?!” peter cried as soon as the door was shut. “i’m sorry! i had to think of an excuse fast, okay.” seeing as peter was about to continue protesting, remus cut him off. “what’s the plan?”

“plan?” james said, baffled. “what’s going on?”

both of them groaned, glaring at james. “we’re trying to set sirius and y/n up. keep up, james!” peter said, rolling his eyes.

remus and peter started to talk fast, theorising ideas, but james went blank. sirius? and... you? what?!

“right. james, listen. we’re going to meet up at the three broomsticks tomorrow. but, we’re not going to turn up. so, sirius and y/n can have some alone time, and hopefully snog!” peter said enthusiastically, making remus roll his eyes. “look, forget the snogging. you can see they like each other, now we just need to give them a little shove in the direction, you know?”

“destination- snogging.” peter beamed, scowling when remus elbowed him. “we good, james? understand the plan?”

james nodded, his mind yelling at him to stop it. he pushed those thoughts out his head, however. they deserved to be happy.

you and sirius had moved onto the sofa, his head in your lap as you talked. the boys came down, and you looked at them, or more specifically peter, with an amused (and slightly grossed-out) smile. “how’s the bunion, peter?”

peter flushed, glaring at remus. “it’s fine, don’t worry y/n. anyway, we were thinking we could meet up at hogsmeade tomorrow for lunch! like, elevenish at the three broomsticks?”

you smiled properly this time; it had been a long time since you’d all been to hogsmeade. “sounds great!”

“wha’s happenin’?” sirius slurred, having half fallen asleep due to you running your fingers through his hair. you laughed, smiling at him. “we’re meeting up at the three broomsticks tomorrow at eleven, sleepyhead.” you said with a yawn of your own, poking sirius till he sat up.

“right, well, i’m going to go to bed. i need sleep.” you said, stretching. sirius smiled at you, as you snuggled into your jumper and opened your arms for a hug. he wrapped his arms around you, also nestling into your surprisingly comfy jumper. “gerroff.” you mumbled, heading up to the dorms but pausing at the top of the stairs. “night, everyone.”

you woke up, grumbling as the sunlight invaded your vision. “whoever didn’t close the curtains last night is dead.” you said, glaring at your sleeping roommates, before realising you were the last one up. oh well, guess you’re dead. no biggie, right?

after nipping in the shower, you got changed, opting for leggings and hoodie. it was six am, you were up, and you were not happy about it.

after you had gently pulled the door shut, you tiptoed down the stairs, trying to let everyone else sleep, and made your way to the great hall, where the house elves were finishing up laying out the food. it was completely devoid of actual humans, except... sirius. he was sat at the end of the gryffindor table, munching on a bagel with his hair tied up.

in spite of your foul mood, you smiled, sliding onto the bench next to him, reaching for the coffee pot and nearly filling your mug with the fast juice. sirius looked confusedly at you. “morning, y/n. what’re you doing up this early?”

“forgot to close the curtains, and so i’m pissed at myself. you?”

sirius swallowed, taking a long sip of his coffee as you started loading up your plate with food. “you know, stuff.”

raising an eyebrow at him, you yawned. “what stuff?”

he shook you off. “long story.”

you stared at him blankly. “sirius, it’s half six. i’m pretty sure we have time.”

sirius laughed nervously, finishing off his bagel and spreading cream cheese on another one. “um... okay. you know how my mother... isn’t the nicest?”

you froze, fork halfway to your mouth. you hated sirius’ mother, and he knew it. “yes. i’m pretty sure the whole world knows that.”

he rolled his eyes, amused. “sometimes, i just... get caught up in my own head, you know? and i overthink... well now that i think about it, i overthink pretty much everything, merlin.”

“sirius.”

“mhm?” he said, already halfway through his second bagel.

“you’re overthinking overthinking. calm down, it’s okay. as your bestest bestie ever, i am your personal stress ball.”

sirius laughed, shaking his head at you. “you are something else, l/n.”

you flicked your hair, fluttering your eyelashes. “oh stop it, you.”

remus hadn’t seen sirius all day. and while that was key for the plan, he still found it a bit odd. when he woke up, sirius’ duvet was pulled back, he wasn’t at breakfast, and none of the boys had seen him swishing through the hallways.

as a matter of fact, he hadn’t seen y/n either. he smirked, realising they were probably together. the ship was sailing, no matter how weird james was being about it.

forget james, it was probably just lily blues. plus, it was half ten, and in half an hour he was due to not show up at the three broomsticks. him and peter had made a little hideout in the bushes so they could see in. he was just about to head off to hogsmeade when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

turning round, he saw lily, shifting on the spot. “hey, remus. i was wondering if you had seen james anywhere?” remus smirked, lily was a good friend of his even if she had disliked his glasses wearing best friend. “why you asking? confessing your love, are we?” he teased, raising his eyebrows when lily looked sheepishly at the ground.

“what?!” he cried, yanking her over to the window seat, and leaning in to shout-whisper at her. “since when do you like james?! i thought you hated james?!”

lily bit her lip, slowly turning as red as her hair. “i did... but i’ve been thinking about it, remus. i just... see him differently now.”

remus inwardly groaned; it was difficult enough setting up one couple in one day, he couldn’t do two. “look, as much as i want to help, me and the boys are trying to get sirius and y/n to go out. talk to me on monday, yeah?”

lily looked down, muttering a yeah as he hurried off. in a second, though, lily stood up, determined to tell james how she felt, remus be damned.

sirius and you walked up to the three broomsticks, immediately looking round for your friends. when you couldn’t find them, you turned to sirius, frowning. “it’s weird. i haven’t seen them all day, and now they’re not here either?”

sirius rubbed your hand reassuringly. “i’m sure they’ll turn up soon, y/n, don’t worry.” he said, as he walked up to madam rosmerta. “table for five, please.” rosmerta nodded knowingly; remus had already briefed her on the plan. she grabbed two menus and led them to a table, setting them down with a wink. “first date?”

both of you flushed, eyes wide. “what? oh no, we’re not dating.” you hastily said, nervously meeting eyes with sirius.

“really? shame, you two’d be a cute couple.” she mused, before walking off to take someone’s order.

you looked down, heart racing, until sirius gently took your hand. “we would, wouldn’t we?”

you looked at him, shocked, but squeezing his hand. “what...what are you saying, sirius?”

sirius took a deep breath, before opening his mouth. “what i’m saying is... i li-”

the doors burst open, and lily rushed in, hurrying over to your table, making you spring apart. “hey lily! what’s up-”

“where’s james?” she heaved, out of breath. “um... i don’t know-”

“y/n!” james said, running through the open door, eyes lighting up when he saw you, ignoring lily’s cry of james!

“look, y/n, i’ve been thinking. about us. i li-”

“i like you!” lily near shouted, making all of you turn to her in shock. she immediately flushed at the attention, before she took james’ hands, locking eyes with him. “i like you, james potter.”

james stared, looking like (excuse the pun) a deer in the headlights. “lily, i’m really sorry, but... i like y/n.” he said, turning to you.

“what?!” you cried, flabbergasted. “james, i’m really sorry, but i... i like sirius.”

james stared at sirius, who smiled at you, taking your hand, before hurriedly saying something. “i like y/n too, by the way. this isn’t becoming a love square, sorry, lily.”

lily chuckled bitterly, swiping a hand under her eyes. “it’s okay, sirius. i’m happy for you guys, you’re cute together. oh, and james?”

james nervously looked at her, almost begging himself to feel those butterflies which used to overcome him just at the sight of her. but, nothing.

“it’s okay, too. i realised too late, and that’s on me.” she took a deep breath, before smiling. “i’ll see you all around, yeah?”

after she left, there was a silence, as you all refused to make eye contact.

james swallowed, clapping sirius on the back. “you got a good one, mate. don’t mess it up.” he said, before leaving the pub with his head held down.

you leaned into sirius, just letting him hold you for a while, before he smirked at you. “you like me, huh? lame.”

“you like me too, loser.” you said, rolling your eyes at him.

“never said i didn’t.”

taglist: @blackpinkdolan @hoewkeye @shadylittlewonder @sassy-specter @im-eating-rn @knowledgeisthebomb

#james potter x reader #sirius black x reader #pottair writes

189 notes · View notes

gingywritesimagines · 6 years

Text

Twin Trouble

Title: Twin Trouble

Fandom: Newsies

Pairing: Mike x fem!reader

Request: “Is there anyway you could write a Mike or Ike x Fem!Reader? Maybe something a bit fluffy? There’s really not much with the twins out there but they’re such cuties. Sorry for the lack of context to the request, I’m drawing a blank on plot ideas at the moment.” - W anon

Description: You and Mike have been dating for a while and the newsies see this as an opportunity to prank you with his twin brother. Unfortunately for them, you’re the one person who can tell the two boys apart.

Warnings: pranks (?), language, overuse of commas as per usual

A/N: this is based off of my prior experience with dating someone who has a twin, except it’s a bit more cheerful… and it actually has a happy ending. Also, I agree completely, the lack of Mike and Ike content is gross. Enjoy!

It had been just a few months since you and your favourite newsie had started going out. Mike had sold you papers every morning since before you could remember. You two became friends very quickly, and one day Mike realized that his feelings for you were much stronger than friendship. It took him a whole year to work up the courage to ask you out to dinner (with encouragement from his brother, Ike, the only other newsie who knew about you two). The way his face lit up when you said yes, after all that time of pining, proved just how relieved and how happy he was. Now, most people would assume that that glow had only lasted until the end of the date, but all these months later and Mike’s smile was still as bright as the sun. You were finally his girl and he couldn’t be happier, especially since you got along so well with Ike when he’d first introduced you two. However, the more evident this joy was, the more Mike’s fellow newsies got suspicious. He still hadn’t told anyone other than Ike about you, and the other boys were all very perplexed as to why their friend was so much more cheerful than usual. They knew the only way they were going to get answers was to ask his brother, so a few of them launched a plan.

Racetrack woke up early that morning, sneaking over to Mike’s bunk and tying all of his clothes together before moving to get himself ready. As the boys woke one by one, Mike noticed the state his clothes were in and grumbled- it was going to take him forever to untie them and get to the circulation gate. Ike offered to help his brother, but after a quick you’s can’t both afford to lose a day’s pay speech from Jack, he joined the other newsies in filing out of the lodging house and into the streets of Manhattan. As they reached the gates of The World, Race started to snicker.

“What’s so funny, Racer?”

“I tied Mike’s clothes together.” the blonde giggled.

Ike’s eyes widened, but he wasn’t quite sure why he was surprised- this was Racetrack Higgins after all, “Wait, what?”

“I tied his clothes together.” Race repeated, “I’s needed to talk to ya alone so I messed with his stuff to give us alone time to talk.”

Romeo piped up, arching an eyebrow, “Ya couldn’t just ask ‘im to talk?”

Albert stepped forward, shaking his head, “That was the plan, but Race had other ideas.”

“The plan?” Ike asked.

Elmer nodded from his spot ahead of them, “Ya brother’s been actin’ funny, Ike. We wanna know why.”

Ike realized what they were talking about almost immediately, and he hoped that wasn’t evident on his face as he tried to lie his way out of the situation, “Funny? Mike ain’t actin’ funny. What’re ya talkin’ about?”

“Wait, Mike’s been acting funny? I didn’t notice anything.”

The boys all turned to see Davey standing behind them, a confused look on his face and his little brother Les at his heels.

Most of the boys muttered their hellos to the Jacobs brothers, but Race just rolled his eyes, “You’s tellin’ me you ain’t noticed Mike smilin’ all dopey while lookin’ at nothin’?”

“Or his face lightin’ up like the fourth a’ July no matter what’s happenin’?” Albert added.

“Or him mutterin’ to himself all the time? Or him disappearin’ once sellin’s over for hours and comin’ back lookin’ like he just won the lottery?” Elmer pressed.

“Wait.” Davey put his hands up and thought for a moment, “Mike’s been doing all that?”

“Yes, he has.” Jack confirmed, ushering the boys through the gate since the Delanceys had just unlocked it, “Has been for tha past few months.”

“Months?” Davey gulped, “Gee, I- I never noticed.”

“Yeah, well, you don’t spend as much time with ‘im as we do.” Jack shrugged. nudging Ike, “So you gonna tell us why or not?”

Ike gulped as he contemplated his options; on one hand, he knew Mike had a reason for not telling the boys about you, and he had trusted Ike with the secret of your relationship- he couldn’t betray his brother’s trust. On the other hand, though, Mike never really said that it was a secret, and he never made Ike promise not to tell anyone. Before Ike could make a decision, however, Davey spoke up again.

“Well, I’m not certain, but it sound to me like Mike is acting this way because of a girl.”

Ike froze as the other newsies whirled around at Davey’s statement.

“What did you just say?”

“I think Mike might be in love.”

The boys turned from Davey to Ike, waiting to see what he had to say. Ike simply sighed, “If he finds out I told you’s about his girlfriend, he’s gonna kill me.”

There was a pause in the conversation before a single voice cried out, “His WHAT?!”

Ike spent his day selling with Race, telling him everything and selling as much as he could while Race ran off to tell the other boys. Being the last one at the circulation gate, Mike didn’t get to leave with his brother and ended up selling with Crutchie- who was kind enough to sit on a wagon and wait for him to arrive. It took all of five minutes for Mike to convince Crutchie to sell at his usual selling spot; he wasn’t about to miss out on seeing you just because Race thought he was funny (and yes, he knew it was Race. Who else would tie all his clothes together?). This new position allowed Crutchie to get some extra information on you that Race and the other boys couldn’t- such as how Mike’s face molded into pure bliss as you approached, and exactly what you looked like as you skipped towards him.

“Mikey!” You greeted, beaming as you threw your arms around his neck.

“Hiya, gorgeous!” Mike beamed back, his arms wrapped happily around your waist.

“I missed you!“ you giggled, handing him a small basket, “My mother made you these, in case you get hungry during selling.”

“Snickerdoodles!”

“Just for you! So, how’s the headline today?”

Mike chuckled, shaking his head, “I already told you, baby, headlines don’t sell papes-”

Before he could finish, a loud voice pierced through the air, “IKE!!”

Both Crutchie and Mike turned around in confusion to see Ike, Racetrack, and about 15 other newsies marching their way.

Ike stepped forward, gesturing accusingly at his brother, “Ike, what the hell is you doin’ with my girl?”

Mike stared, still very much confused, “What? I’m Mike, you’re Ike, and she’s my girl.”

“Ike, don’t be ridiculous, she’s my girl. Right, babe?”

You glanced between the two brothers, completely confused, “Ike, what are you doing? What are you talking about?”

Albert stepped around them, gesturing to Ike, “Your boyfriend here is worried that his brother is stealin’ you from him.”

“But that’s not my boyfriend.” You shook your head, pointing at Mike, “That’s my boyfriend. I can tell; his dimples are more subtle. Plus he’s got that cute button nose.”

You poked Mike’s nose, giggling as he smiled and blushed at your actions. The rest of the boys gawked at the scene, completely stunned.

“You’s can tell them apart?” Race muttered in shock.

You nodded, “Well, of course! It’s not that hard; Ike’s dimples are more profound, Mike has more of a button nose, Ike tends to wear more blues while Mike normally wears browns and reds, and their hairlines are totally different-“

As you rambled on, the newsies stared at you like you were speaking Chinese at high-speed. The boys had lived with Mike and Ike for years but they’ve never been able to tell the two apart, and here you were- a girl who’d been dating Mike for only a few months- getting telling them apart down to a science. It was so easy for you, and as you explained it, the boys wondered how they’d never noticed these things before. While the other boys stared in shock, Mike looked at you with more love and adoration than he knew was possible. He knew you could tell him and Ike apart, but he never knew you’d noticed all those little things about him. He watched as your face lit up with love at every new detail you mentioned and he could tell that you not only noticed the little things, but they were part of why you fell in love with him. His heart was so full from these discoveries that he almost burst. He couldn’t wait until your rambling was over, Mike just had to show you how much he appreciated this.

“Plus, they both have very different tastes; Ike prefers chocolate chip cookies, but my Mikey just loves snickerd-”

Before you could even finish your sentence, Mike grabbed your waist and gently pulled you closer, trying to squeeze every ounce of love and appreciation he had for you into a single kiss. You, of course, didn’t hesitate to kiss him back, cradling the back of his neck in one hand. The other newsies smiled, happy that Mike had found someone that he loved so deeply, and disappointed with themselves for trying to mess with that. All in all, it was a moment of pure peace and happiness... or it was until Racetrack piped up from his spot between Specs and JoJo, eliciting laughter from everyone present:

“Alright, alright, get a room!”

Taglist: @berry-kitten-paws @tina20213 @fandomsneverdie14 @mcoomcoo

#mike newsies #ike newsies #Newsies #mike newsies imagine #newsies imagine #mike newsies x reader #newsies x reader #mine #my story #not my gif

119 notes · View notes

four-loose-screws · 6 years

Text

Oscar / Astrid C-A Support (PoR Lost Support #3)

This is an original support written by me, not a translation.

The transition between PoR and RD wasn’t the smoothest. A lot happened in the time skip, and it wasn’t all explained. One such example is Astrid’s enlistment in the Crimean Knights... How the heck does she go from saying she will return to the Begnion Knights in PoR’s epilogue, to becoming a Crimean knight? Well, I can’t patch that up fully in supports that happen during the events of PoR, but I had fun using this support as an opportunity to bridge the gap a bit.

Enjoy!

Astrid / Oscar C Support

Astrid: Let’s see… If I put the cups here, and the plates there… I’ll be able to carry all of these easily! ………Oh no! Ahhhh!

Oscar: …Astrid, are you alright? What happened!?

Astrid: I-It’s nothing! I’ll clean everything up right away! Don’t worry about me!

Oscar: Please, I beg of you, don’t move. You’re surrounded by glass shards. One wrong move and they could get embedded in your skin.

Astrid: Eep! O-Okay!

*screen fades out and back in*

Oscar: …There. It’s safe for you to get up now.

Astrid: Thank you so much! I’ll get back to work right away!

Oscar: I can wash the remaining dishes, so please rest. You still look pretty shaken up.

Astrid: I-I don’t need to rest at all! See? I can move all my limbs just fine!

Oscar: …Alright, but let me know if you need anything, okay?

Astrid: I will. I promise!

Oscar: …If you don’t mind me asking… What were you doing with so many dishes at once? Even I would only carry a fraction of those at one time!

Astrid: I… I was hoping to prove that I can pull my own weight around here. I feel so worthless. My only real skill is in looking pretty.

Oscar: Hey, don’t worry so much about your background. The Greil Mercenaries is made up of people from all walks of life. All but two of us were totally lost when we first started fighting in this war! Titania and I got four hours of sleep a night because we had to give everyone crash courses on how to be a soldier in a moving army. And every time I thought we had a handle on things, Ike would announce that we had someone new…

Astrid: Whew, I’m exhausted just hearing about it! But wait… that means you were a knight!

Oscar: Yes, I was one until several years ago.

Astrid: Wow! A real knight! An ex-knight, but still! You must teach me everything you know, so that I can become a full-fledged knight of Begnion when I go home! ...Oh… um… I’m sorry. You just finished saying that you’ve done more than enough of that for everyone else…

Oscar: Don’t worry about it. Of course I’ll teach you. I’m surprised that Commander Ike hasn’t sent you to me already, actually. He must have thought that you would be okay enough, having at least some experience as a knight.

Astrid: Oh, Sir Oscar, you are perfect! I can’t wait to get started!

Oscar: I promise that you’ll be feeling more comfortable around here in no time!

Oscar / Astrid B Support

Oscar: Okay, the targets are all set up! Get into position!

Astrid: Yes sir!

Oscar: Ready your bow!

Astrid: Yes sir!

Oscar: Fire!

Astrid: One… two… three… four… five!

Oscar: Amazing! You hit the bullseye every time, even while your horse was moving at a full gallop. Your skills are already quite competent. I’ll help you train for as long as you wish me to, but you’ll do great in battle once your nerves start to settle.

Astrid: Thank you for the compliment, sir! I’ll practice on my own after dinner as well, sir!

Oscar: Not necessary, but if you want to, then go ahead. Also, you did an exceptionally good job with your chores earlier as well. You are quickly improving in everything you do! Just don’t be afraid to ask for help from whoever is working with you, and you’ll be more than fine.

Astrid: Thank you again for the compliments, sir!

Oscar: …I do have one request, though.

Astrid: Anything, sir!

Oscar: Please, don’t be so formal with me. I know I used to be a knight, but after all this time as a mercenary, it sounds silly to me now.

Astrid: …But being casual with someone like you is so unnatural to me… I suppose that I’ll never be able to separate myself from my noble upbringing.

Oscar: What we learn as a kid tends sticks with us forever, for better and for worse. Just don’t push yourself.

Astrid: I understand. I’ll be myself.

Oscar: That’s the spirit! …So how are you doing? War seems to be taking its toll on you most of all.

Astrid: I know that I look pathetic next to all of the hardened soldiers and mercenaries around here, but I’m actually really happy! I want to work hard and get used to this life! I finally feel alive! Getting stronger and improving yourself is freedom! …Don’t you think so, too, Sir… er… Oscar? Just Oscar.

Oscar: Well, helping others and caring for my family is all I need, so I can’t say that I think the same. But I do know what it’s like to find the lifestyle that fits after years of questioning.

Astrid: Thank you for your kind words and understanding, as always. For one such as I, even this grueling life is a dream. I’m so happy to be here with you all!

Oscar: For as long as we fight together, I will do whatever I can to make sure that you continue living the dream. But for now, get some rest. You’ve more than earned it.

Astrid: Thank you again, Oscar! You are the most dashing ex-knight in all the land! See you tomorrow!

Oscar: …She really wants to continue on as a knight, but knowing her situation… there’s no way she can return to Begnion… Her family would interfere with her plans for sure… Well, my ex-captain will probably be mad at me for never writing to her after all these years, but it’s still worth a shot…

Astrid / Oscar A Support

Oscar: I apologize for the sudden change in plans, but we’re not going to start training right away today.

Astrid: Hm? Is something the matter? Oh Goddess… Did… did… something happen to… one of your brothers…

Oscar: No, it’s not bad news! Far from it, in fact. I have a letter that I wish to give you. You can read it now if you’d like.

Astrid: Hm? A letter? But why did you receive a letter written for me?

Oscar: It’ll be easier for me to explain once you’ve read it.

Astrid: I understand. ………… Oh, wow…

Oscar: My platoon captain always thought that I would change my mind one day and wish to come back to the knights, so she left me with her address. However, I knew that the decision I made was the right one, so I’ve never written her. But I figured that if there was any time to take advantage of my one remaining connection to the Crimean Knights, this was it.

Astrid: Really?! But I’m from Begnion! Surely it’s not appropriate for someone to fight for another nation! Who would trust my loyalty? Especially considering the strained relations between Begnion and Crimea!

Oscar: I can assure you that my ex-captain would never turn down a hard worker. However, I certainly don’t expect things to go smoothly for you. Who knows what everyone else would think? Still… this sounded like a better option than returning to Begnion and risking your family’s wrath, so I wanted to present it to you.

Astrid: I… I don’t know what to say… This is too much. I cannot accept it. Here, take the letter back.

Oscar: Hey, like I said before, you don’t need to be formal around here. Just do as us mercenaries do. Allow yourself to owe me, and in return, save my life sometime.

Astrid: I… I understand. Thank you, Oscar… I shall always know you as my knight… er… mercenary in shining armor!

Oscar: I hope things will work out for you, Astrid. You took a huge risk by leaving home, and deserve to have your amazing bravery rewarded.

#oscar #astrid #fire emblem #path of radiance #nintendo #gamecube #lost supports project #support #conversation #fanfiction

6 notes · View notes

im-sexy-and-im-mystictrash · 7 years

Note

Mate I need a favor 💖 So I have a request for a headcanon lol I need agnst in my life so (rip please help jk) So how would the rfa+v+saeran+ vanderwood reacting to MC finding out that they were cheating on them and that mc wanted a divorce/after the divorce she remarried a different rfa member Thanks Ik this may be hard for some characters and I'm sorry for that. Btw love your blog Please help me out fam

OooOO~ I like this~ I also added a surprise for more feels if that’s okay? heh heh Lets do some angst shall we? this is going to kill me :)

RFA+V+Saeran+ Vanderwood MC that finds them cheating and marries another member (with a twist)

Yoosung

You would have never seen this coming

But Yoosung changed as time went on

You noticed that there were mostly women that brought their animals into the animal clinic

and you noticed how much he loved all the attention he was getting from all those women

you being his only girlfriend and soon to be wife

he didn’t really get much experience with love

He thought for a moment

“What would it be like to be with someone else?”

��Now he didn’t realize he said that out loud

You kept your mouth shut

You were angry

You were 2 months pregnant and he’s curious how it would be with others?

you just told him, which is why you two were more eager to get married

Is he having doubts about having kids?

He’s only been with one woman and he’s scared to commit?

Hell no

You were going to set him straight today

You couldn’t even wait for him to get back from work

You hurry to his office

“Hey Sherry, do you know where Yoosung is? I have to talk to him”

“Backroom like usual, and lucky for you today is a slow day”

That was lucky but it did strike you weird

You make it the room he’s in and you open it slightly

“I’m with MC”

You stop

You have got to be kidding me

this is not a TV drama

You just sit and listen to what’s happening

“But you did say you were attracted to me right?”

“Well yeah but MC-

She kissed him

That’s it

“Yoosung Kim!”

He jumped back

“MC I can-”

“Do not even finish that sentence”

You pull him out by the ear

The whole way home was awkward and silent

Once home you two sat down

He looked so guilty

“Well? I’m waiting for your side”

He sat there and took a breath

“She did kiss me and I didn’t kiss back”

“Good now go back to where you said and I quote, “What would it be like to be with someone else?”

His eyes widen

“Yoosung I heard you and I want to know if you are committed to me 100% I have to know now before we go through with this wedding and raise a child”

He froze a bit at the child word

At this point you got the answer

“Alright Yoosung, say no more…No marriage, You’re not ready…”

He was so sad

but he didn’t say anything because you were right

“I’m very angry that you didn’t just talk to me”

“I didn’t want to hurt you MC…”

You just do a bitter smile

“But you did Yoosung”

It was silent for a moment

“Yoosung…although we can’t be together…I hope you reconsider being there for our baby…”

You packed your stuff to leave

“MC you shouldn’t go! I’ll just find somewhere else to sleep!”

“honestly right now…This home doesn’t feel like it’s mine anymore…”

after you said those words you didn’t say anything else and left

You were trying to figure out where to go

The sun was about to go down and the day was clear and happy

but you didn’t exactly feel that way

“I could go to Zen…No he would go right after Yoosung”

“Jaehee would be best…but I don’t wanna bother her…”

Your phone rings and you pick it up and see it’s Jihyan

“MC I just…Are you okay?”

“Of course I am.”

There was a silence

“‘Then why are you crying”

You finally feel how raw your cheeks were from crying and quietly hiccuping

“I’m not…It’s just raining”

You hear foot steps stopping in front of you and you lift your head

“It’s not good to lie MC”

He wiped your cheeks

“Come on we should go and get out of this rain shall we?”

You stayed with Jihyan for a long while, you didn’t have the money to constantly be at a hotel or buy an apartment

“You can just stay here I’m willing to share”

As time went on Yoosung came around to helping with the baby

But you weren’t exactly ready to go back to him…well if you ever planned to

you think it’s around the time that Jihyan went with you to see the gender of the baby in place of Yoosung that you fell for him

but you kept it to yourself

You thought you were being selfish to think that way

it made you more determined to move out of his place

You didn’t want to fall more in love when you’re pregnant with another man’s baby

So when you tried to leave he wouldn’t even let you touch the door knob wow Jumin much?

“I’m sorry Jihyan but I have feelings for you so I cannot be here.”

Once those words were said he kissed you

“Then I really can’t let you leave”

You two kept it secret for a little bit

But then when you two knew you wanted to be serious you just had to tell Yoosung

He face fell

“You like…V now?”

You honestly felt bad

“Yes”

He kind of just laughed

“It’s okay…It’s my fault it happened”

Well he’s not wrong

“As long as your happy then I guess it’s okay…”

He bitterly smiled with a few tears

“Even if it’s not with me…I’ve only ever wished you to be happy”

Zen

Zen only ever looked at you

at first

honestly sometimes it did cross your mind that maybe Zen would cheat

but then you shook your head

“Zen would never, I’m just insecure”

So you always blamed yourself when he did something out of the usual

“He’s just working more hours to provide for me and our unborn baby

“Zen must be tired and stressed, having a pregnant wife and a hard working job can be a lot

So when you came home and heard zen…from your bedroom…with someone…else…

You knew this one isn’t on you

This was him

You just smiled sadly and left to the first person that came to mind

“Jaehee can i stay for a few days”

you stayed with Jaehee for more then a few days

Both you and her were devastated

Zen came by and apologized

“I never wanted to cheat on you, I was going to wait until i divorced you to continue with my other relationship”

He was just so casual about it that you didn’t even know what to think anymore

what was worse

Him cheating?

or him planning on leaving you to be with someone else?

they feel about the same

“I just don’t think I should be with someone I don’t love anymore”

You just nod with a fake smile like usual

you two divorce

although he did a wrong

You didn’t want to ruin his career so this whole situation was swept under the rug

Famous Zen and pregnant wife divorce because wife was jealous of all the attention Zen was getting!

Zen put those to rest

He didn’t want his fans to think bad of you

he didn’t hate you or dislike you

He just didn’t love you anymore

So he was there whenever it came to the baby

Every appointment and he checked on you daily to see how the baby was doing like nothing ever happened

it was killing you

What did help you was Jaehee

She was also at every one of your appointments

She was there as much as Zen but she made you feel better

when you fell for her you didn’t expect it to happen

you had told her about your feelings

you were surprised when she reciprocated your feelings

you were more then happy

you knew you two would be together for the long haul

When you told zen that you were moving on with Jaehee

He actually smiled

“I’m glad you found someone like I did, Jaehee will make a great addition to the family”

It stung a little

but he was right about one thing

you did find someone

someone that would love you far better then Zen ever could

Jaehee

She was never 100% there

Even though she did what she wanted

it seemed that she always was looking for more

first she thought that getting married to you would fill what she think is missing

“No it’s still not right”

Going to the next level

“Lets start a family”

That had to be it, that had to be was missing

So you two were trying for a baby

You wanted to be pregnant so you oped for insemination

But it was starting to be fruitless

But just when you thought about giving up

a test came up positive

You and Jaehee were going to have a baby!

Well

When you went to tell her the news she was already sitting down at the table

“MC…I must tell you something…”

She seemed so sad and upset

“Jaehee? I…I have something to tell you too”

“Please let me go first, I have to tell you this”

You were worried and scared even

You sat across from her waiting for her to speak

It took a few moments but she was able to say it

“I’m sorry MC but…I’ve been unfaithful”

You froze

“You…what?”

she was waiting for yelling or tears but it never came

You look at her and just

“I’m pregnant”

There was a light in Jaehee’s eyes

“You are?”

She was so excited she thinks there’s hope for you two

“I want a divorce”

That was something she wasn’t expecting

“But don’t you want to be together for the baby?”

“We don’t have to be together to raise this baby”

She couldn’t argue

“Okay”

The papers were filed but you both were civil

No matter how strong you are you still needed support

which Yoosung was more then willing to be there for

Yoosung was that support that Jaehee failed to be

When it came to you giving birth to your baby, it was Yoosung that was in there with you in the delivery room

not Jaehee

after you saw how much Yoosung loved your baby you wanted him

you two got wed and you had your family grow

you were pregnant with Yoosung’s baby

so as your family grew

Jaehee’s stayed the same

She never really moved on from you

But at least she figured out what she thought was missing

You

She just forgot it

and there’s no chance of getting you back

Jumin

He got so busy with work

He didn’t even have time with you or the kids

Elizabeth was getting sickly and it really started effecting Him

He was distant for awhile but then she got better

He was still very distant

You tried to figure out why he was so different but never could come up with an answer

So you asked him

“Dear…why are you so…Distant? me and the kids miss you”

He wasn’t beating around the bush

“It seems that the apple doesn’t fall for from the tree…I am a lot like my father when it comes to women”

“What do you mean?”

“I love you more then life itself MC”

“Jumin? you’re worrying me”

“But I have betrayed you”

You wanted to pretend he didn’t say that

with a shaky voice you asked

“I’m sorry…can you repeat that please?”

“MC I don’t intent to say that again because I know it hurts you”

“ah…yeah you’re right…haha…I need some air…watch the kids for me please”

Before he replies you run out

Walking around you just think

Do I stay with him?

I don’t want to be with someone that has cheated

But what a about the kids?

Well they are too young to remember this…

But they should have parents that are together…

you feel trickles of tears down your cheek

you pull out your phone to call Jaehee to talk to someone.

you call and hear a click

“Jaehee…I need to talk to you…”

You had said that with so much sorrow and sadness you could tell something was wrong

“MC? is that you?”

You stop

this isn’t Jaehee

you pull it away from your ear and see you accidentally called Saeyoung

“Oh I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to call you good bye”

“Wait wait! Can I help?”

You think about it while you’re crying

“Honestly? I don’t know if anyone can help me…”

“God seven can do anything for you!”

You giggle

you tell him where you are and he picks you up

on the way to his home you don’t talk about the problem

you talk about everything but the problem

When you show up there you still don’t say anything

you ended up falling asleep on his couch and woke up from the constant calls Jumin did

If you didn’t reply he would send the whole world after you

But you didn’t want to…you pick the phone anyways

“Don’t worry Jumin I’m fine I just needed time, are the kids okay?”

Seven watched quietly when you talked normally in the phone while tears streamed down your face

“that’s good. I’ll come back to pick them up. I’m just going to take the day with the kids…I need time”

You finish the conversation and hang up

seven looks at you silently

You smile at him with your tear stained face

“Okay…I’m ready to talk”

you told him everything

Seven couldn’t even believe what you said

He just quietly listened

“So yup…I ran away…pretty lame huh?”

“No…just human”

Those words were exactly what you needed to hear

You cried in his arms but after you leave his home with a smile on your face.

you didn’t want to seem sad when you see the kids

Seven brought you there and spent the day with you while you took a day off with your babies

How Seven played with your 2 year old boy

It was perfect how much energy they both have

and your 5 month old little girl

He was so sweet and gentle

Jumin was a great father

But Jumin was never this way with the kids

after your day with the kids and seven you were ready to face Jumin

“Jumin…I think it’s best if he split”

You said that like it was natural and Jumin was taken aback

“MC I do regret what I did but-”

“Jumin…I love you as the best friend I ever had…I love you as the father of our children…But I don’t know if I could properly love you or trust you as my husband”

His heart broke

But he couldn’t blame you

he agreed to sign the papers

and rumors were shushed and it went on like nothing happened

You decided to live on a different level of the same building at the beginning so the kids while be close to Jumin

But as time went on your feelings for him died down

and reformed for someone else

Saeyoung

He put the fun in your life that you haven’t had for a long time

Things got so serious and strict when you married Jumin

but with Saeyoung it was free and silly

you had feelings for seven when you first joined the RFA but then you got closer to Jumin that you forgot them

you weren’t going to say anything

and you didn’t

it was Him that brought it up

“You know MC I used to really like you”

“Same”

you didn’t even think about it

You both realized that back then you both had feelings and you both did nothing about them

once out in the air you two fell in love again

after awhile you and him were planning your spaceship wedding

When you told Jumin he pretended to not care and congratulated you two

“I wish you two the best she deserves the best”

He watched at you looked at Saeyoung with love that was even more intense that you two ever did

“maybe she was never mine to begin with”

Seven

He was never around anymore

You never really put together where he went

It started around the twins 1st birthday

He went back to the

“I’m dangerous”

“I’ll only hurt you”

“I’m a bad person”

And you did not want to go through that again

So you confronted him

With tears in his eyes he told you what he did

So those extra hours at the toy shop…

you suspected something

but never acted upon it

“I forgive you”

He stops

“MC?”

“I love you way too much to let you go just yet”

so all’s forgiven

until

he just shut you out

He didn’t want your forgiveness

it just made him feel worse

“being together makes me feel ugly MC I can’t take it”

it made you upset and angry that he wanted to leave to make himself feel less guilty

but…you couldn’t hate him…

“Okay…we can divorce I don’t want you to hate yourself”

He was so relieved

“I’m sorry I hurt you…”

after you sign the papers you played being the perfect mother and person

you stayed living with Seven for the twins

so you kept the fake face every second to make sure seven didn’t feel guilty

but it was just one night when Seven took the kids for a fun day

and you were all alone

that you just let yourself slip…only for a little bit

while in tears you heard

“Now don’t you feel better after taking your mask off?”

You jump hearing Vanderwood speak

He was a good friend

but nothing to run home about

You wipe away your tears

“It’s nothing I’m just tired would you like some food? I can make some food for you”

You go for the kitchen but he grabs your forearms

“Stop trying to act perfect doesn’t it get tiring?”

Without your permission tears well up in your eyes

and you just smile sadly

“Yeah…every tiring”

He made you sit there and cry things out but you just weren’t letting the tears fall just yet

“Damn so annoying, you want to cry so just cry!”

You just giggle

“But crying wouldn’t fix my problems will it?”

“You dummy, yes it will. you’re going to end up in some sort of insane asylum if you don’t. are you meant to be perfect?”

You just laugh

“No I’m not perfect I’m very flawed if it made Saeyoung cheat on me so I need to be perfect for him so he can be happy”

there it is

“you are dumb, the fact that you think it’s your fault for his stupidness makes you even more stupid

and you just keep smiling until you feel that tears

your smiles falter and you sob

Vanderwood wasn’t very good with these things but he knows when someone needs a hug, and you needed more then one

Vanderwood became your support after that day

“I told you to stop being perfect”

“mess up for once you’re making me look bad”

spending time with him…it was easier to breathe again

after some time…you knew it was time to move on

you decided to leave the bunker and be on your own

You and Saeyoung would switch having the kids

and when you were in over your head Vanderwood would be there for you

Seven noticed how Vanderwood was around you and knew

but he didn’t do anything as you two fell more and more in love

It wasn’t his right to take back that piece of heart of yours and fix it

Vanderwood was the one that has it and is fixing it

“I’ll just only break it again”

He never forgot her

Rika this. Rika that

He always thought about her

Even after you two got married from time to time you would see him looking at pictures of Rika

Sometimes you would hear him call out for Rika at night

So when you got pregnant you were worried what he would react with

“Jihyan?”

“Yes love?”

“I have something to tell you”

You sat him down at told him what you found out

He just sat there with a sad glance

“Are you unhappy?”

Your heart dropped

“No I am very happy…but I think you’ve noticed how I’ve been acting…about Rika…”

So he is aware of his issue

“I want to be a part of our child’s life…but I don’t deserve you.”

You knew how this was going to pan out.

You had hope but you knew

“I can’t be with you If I can’t give you my whole heart….I’m sorry MC”

You both were upset about this income

but you both agreed to be co-parent as friends

Now even though you decided to do this

you were lonely

when V wasn’t helping you

He was visiting Rika at wherever they sent her off to in secret

So all alone the most unlikely person helped you

“You know frowning like that with effect your kid”

“Saeran?”

You didn’t know him very well

You helped him and V get out of Mint eye

and talked to him a few times but you didn’t think he liked you very much

But as time went on you two got closer then you could admit

You both helped each other

It was some time before Saeran got the courage to ask you out

let alone ask you to marry him

When the time came it was pretty obvious that you two were in love

your baby was about 2 by then

While with V he admitted

“although You don’t have all of my heart, you will always have a portion of it”

“I could say the same”

“I want to lie and say that that doesn’t make me happy, But it does…Saeran…deserves all of your heart…you should just forget me, your heart doesn’t belong to me anymore”:

Saeran

I should have seen this coming

He always so angry and distant

Or he was more loving that you can believe

but it was more distant then that latter

He wasn’t sure why he was so angry

He stopped seeing his therapist

so it was up to you to be there

But he didn’t want it

He honestly blamed you

His angry words hurt you

But he would apologize

Although he would just turn back around and to it again

You two were already drifting

and you found comfort in Zen

Saeran wasn’t around when you wanted to tell him you were pregnant

But he wasn’t

When he was done with his little angry fit for the week

He thought you had cheated on him with Zen

So he retaliated the only way he knew

pay back

So he cheated on you too

When he told you what he did

you were hurt and you explained that you weren’t cheating

that you needed someone to talk to about the baby

“Baby?”

He was freaking out

He hasn’t even proposed to you yet

and he isn’t really sure he wanted a kid

So he broke up with you on the spot to figure things out

“And what if i’m not here when you finish figuring things out?”

“Fine by me”

And you didn’t see him for a long time

when you went to find out the gender of the baby?

He wasn’t there

When the baby was born

not even a peep

You asked seven about it and he doesn’t even know

So when Zen proposed to you

you didn’t hesitate

once you walked into your house and saw Saeran

He went to see help and was ready to come back

He was more then sorry because of how he treated you

he knew he was in the wrong

“If it’s okay with you…I want to be apart of our baby’s life”

You agreed

you think he deserves a chance with your baby

He was going to ask about you but then he saw the engagement ring

“It’s Zen…isn’t it?”

At first you were worried he would go off but

“I’m glad you’re happy”

He really changed for the better

After your wonderful conversation he left

Seven picked him up

“Are you really happy for her?”

“Yeah…I’m just sad it wasn’t with me”

Vanderwood

It’s like he never loved me

but Vanderwood did love you

he really did

but it seemed that his agent life never left him

he found that he liked his old life more then the one right in front of him.

You knew more then anything when you overheard secret calls

“Hun? who are you taking to?”

He gave you a cold stare

“What?”

his voice was so harsh and mean

“I just wanted to know if you wanted to help me put our baby to bed…”

…

“Yeah just give me a minute”

He would slowly ease away from you

And then he just wasn’t there

at this point it was obvious he went back to “work”

but you still had hope so you waited

Well he knew you would and he didn’t want you to wait for him

When you went to get the mail there was one from him

You were very excited but then your smile left when you saw it was divorce papers

I won’t sign them, you don’t give up that easy but he knew that too

He added photos to the letter

Photos that showed you that he was unfaithful to you

This way you could move on with your life

Well moving on with your life was harder that you could imagine

Who would be there for you?

“MC? it seems you’re having some problems, would you like my help?”

Jumin was there for you

After expressing that you had to raise your baby alone Jumin wanted to help you

You refused financial help but he was there for you Emotionally

you two grew to love each other and eventually you moved on and got married

It wasn’t that long after your honeymoon that you got a letter in the mail from Vanderwood

“Congratulations”

okie I hope you liked it. I’ve never done angst before so I cant say it’s good so ya. I worked on this sad shit show for hours so I REALLY hope you like it

21 notes · View notes