#and she had those big puppy eyes 💔

[sp3llboundgirl]

Rest in peace my little Daisy 🌼

[dearly-somber]

I Like Me Better | j.jk

-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)

-> genre. slow burn, mutual pining, f2l, fluff, domestic fluff, eventual romance, eventual smut

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1066

-> warnings. None!!

-> a/n. This. This is so… 💔 I love them 💔

-> collection. mini-series

-> started. March 22nd, 2023 @ 22:15

-> fin. Sat., Jul. 6th, 2024 @ 02:05

-> edited. Wed., Jul. 10th, 2024 @ 21:34

-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn

You tap the end of your pen against your lips, brows furrowed and lips pursed as you contemplate what to write.

Her eyes spring to life in light of her realization that, actually, she loves him.

She loves him.

Okay.

Now what?

You sigh loudly, dropping the pen to hide your face in your hands and stare at the sentence like it’ll magically unstuck your brain.

Just as you’re about to restart for what feels like the hundredth time, a loud thud draws your attention away from your eyesore of a story to your front door.

Another thud, this time accompanied by an all too familiar drunken groan.

You loudly squeak off your island-chair, leaving your notebook open for later as you speed-walk to your front door with a growing frown. Surely not…

You open the door and can’t help the way your mouth parts in surprise: Jungkook is leaning his forehead against the doorframe, his hair disheveled and eyes closed as his body sways gently from side to side.

“Jungkook,” you say, looking him up and down with a clear look of disapproval (even though he doesn’t actually look that sloshed). “How much have you had to drink?”

Jungkook pries his eyes open and blinks a couple times as a drowsy smile forms on his lips, his eyes turning up at the corners the wider his smile gets. “Bunnyyy~”

“Wait, JungkaCK—!”

You stumble back with a little oof as Jungkook trips over the threshold and into your arms, his hands on your hips to hold himself up and his face hidden in the crook of your neck. He hums appreciatively, your skin tingling at the sensation as he holds you tighter and buries his nose deeper into your neck, a low whine rumbling in his throat.

“Kook-ah,” you reprimand softly, petting his hair while you soothingly pat the small of his back with your free hand.

He whines again like he knows you have questions and is saying not right now, please.

You sigh against his shoulder with a tiny, disapproving shake of your head, giving in without really thinking about it. You pat his back and whisper assurances when he gets loud after you pull away to close the door, gently shushing him when he starts drunkenly complaining that you’re “pushing him away” and “hurting his feelings.”

Getting him to your bedroom is a mission in and of itself.

“Why~” he keeps loudly whining, keeping his feet steadfastly planted right where they are instead of just following you like the lost puppy he normally is.

“Jungkook, please,” you fake-cry, pulling on his arm like a toddler trying to drag her unwilling mother into a toy store. “I’m trying to help you,” you plead.

“Yeah, ‘n then you’re gonna leave,” he complains childishly, his words slurring together as those big brown eyes of his sparkle because of the shitty fluorescent lamp hanging off the ceiling.

“Leave where?” you laugh. “I live here.”

“You have work,” he mumbles, finally taking a step toward you, but only to possessively slide his hands around your waist so he can pull you closer.

“Why?” you ask, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and subconsciously leaning your head back so Jungkook can slot his face into your neck, deeply inhaling your scent. “You want me to get a bad grade?”

There’s a long pause before he pouts an answer against your neck. “No…”

“There we go,” you mutter, sliding your hands around the back of Jungkook’s neck to gently scratch the exposed skin, chuckling when he shivers appreciatively against you. “I tell you what—“

You pull away from him to hold his face, swiping your thumbs over his cheekbones and smiling dumbly when his eyes flutter shut. “How about I stay with you until you fall asleep, hm? That sound good, Wolfie?”

Jungkook audibly hums into your palm, finally letting you guide him to your room and only kind of complaining when you get him comfortable under the covers.

You sit on the edge of the bed and smile softly when he grabs your hand and holds it on top of his chest, his eyes fluttering closed right as his breathing evens out.

You have no idea why Jungkook was drinking, or how he ended up at your apartment instead of the pack house, but you find your stomach-resident butterflies fluttering about anyway. He got drunk and his first thought was to come to you?

Just thinking about it makes your heart race!

You slip your hand out from under his as smoothly as you can, grabbing your phone from off the bedside table. You shake your head with a fond smile at the string of drunken messages Jungkook sent you before getting here, swiping past them to your shared group chat with Jungkook and the rest of the pack.

JK’s with me !! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

He’s drunk and a little clingy, but he’s safe~ (─‿─)

You smile at the string of heart messages that follow, setting your phone back down and turning to look at Jungkook.

He’s laying with his head turned away from you, one hand still on his chest and the other spread out beside him. His lips are very slightly parted and his hair’s a little ruffled from when he was getting comfy earlier, his perfectly long lashes brushing over his cheeks as he breathes in softly though his mouth.

You smile, your heart growing ten times fonder at the soft little snores leaving his lips every time his chest rises and falls, so peaceful and soft that your heart melts into a puddle of Y/N-shaped goo.

It’s in this moment you come to the realization you’re in love with your best friend.

You’re in love with Jeon Jungkook.

“Huh.”

You watch his face twitch in his sleep and think, how didn’t I realize sooner?

You ache to join him and explore these newly realized feelings of yours via some not-so-platonic-anymore cuddling, but it’s late—and you have a very important assignment waiting for you to in the kitchen—so you settle for something you hope will calm the unbearable warmth in your belly.

You lean down to place a soft kiss on Jungkook’s head, taking a moment to smell his hair (coconut) and appreciate your closeness before forcing yourself to step away.

When you sit back down to finish writing, the words flow like water.

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[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

Hii i have a very sad (a bit angsty?) request if you’re still taking them? y/n and Harry being best friends for a long time and she's still a virgin (and a little immature for her age if that makes sense) and she has a very big crush on Harry but he (truly) doesn’t like her in that way. And when she admits it he comforts her and stuff but he feels so bad for her and wasn’t expecting for her to love him 💔

Hi! Of course! I’m on vacation right now so I’m doing this on my phone! Apologies in advance for any awful typos that may occur! I’ll fix it when I get back home!

This is an AU as well:) I hope you like it!

From the moment Harry met Y/N in year 9, he knew that they would be best friends. She was new to the school that year and the first thing he noticed about her as she was introduced to everyone at the front of the class was the Coldplay poster tucked into the sleeve of the back of her binder. She seemed sweet, despite how nervous she looked and he decided that he would try and make her day a bit better. He recalls going up to her at lunch that day and asking her about her favorite songs and god, they were musical soulmates! And well, the rest is history. Fast forward many years and they’re both nearly 30 and still as great friends as they were all those years ago.

Naturally, she started to like him, who wouldn’t? Her little crush on Harry continued on developing and by the time she was 17 she was fully in love with him. In her eyes, Harry could do absolutely no wrong. However, he kept her a bit shielded from any of his less than savory endeavors, but that was intentional. Harry always viewed Y/N as like a pretty, new puppy - or at least she had the personality of one. Sweet, curious, eager, playful, and extremely lovable - there wasn’t even a single molecule in her body capable of bringing anyone displeasure. And while this was gorgeous, it also made her vulnerable to people with bad intentions. People that Harry had always shielded her from to spare her pain, but that also meant sparing her from experiences of growth & opportunities to thicken her skin. His coddling of her resulted in a naïveté that would bite them both in the ass someday in some way.

Harry’s shielding of Y/N applied mostly to men. Any man who was interested in Y/N was deeply scrutinized by Harry. It didn’t help that Harry was jealous over his best friend, that just made him more zealous in his witch-hunts. And this too had a consequence. Being nearly 30, Y/N had only gone on a handful of dates in her life. 2 of those were for formals, which Harry had been her date to, so truly it was maybe a little less than she counted. She had only ever had 1 boyfriend, but that was when Harry started dating someone more seriously & she felt bad for liking him while he was taken. So she started to go out with a guy she liked from university & they ended up going out for about 4 months. It ended mostly because he wanted to have sex and she wasn’t ready for anything like that. Naturally Harry stepped in and told her that “that’s why you don’t date guys I don’t know”. She hardly had any experience with any man outside of Harry. And her sexual experiences were very limited to mostly herself now. She didn’t mind this though; she’d always known that her first time would be for someone she was in love with. And all her life, that had been Harry up to this point. She hadn’t pictured anyone else in thad scenario and she wasn’t in a rush to. She would just continue to wait.

To new friends seeing all of this, it seemed that Harry was like this with Y/N because he was in love with her and just too shy to say it. When people started getting this information to her it spun her world into mayhem. Could he really be in love with her? Just as much as she was in love with him? It seemed impossible, but the more she gave it thought the more it made sense. It made sense to everyone else! So maybe they were destined to be together at some point. Whenever that was, Y/N awaited that day very patiently. From then on she saw herself as a real and probable option for him. At some point he would have to realize that none of the people he pursued romantically were as perfect for him as she was.

There were several occasions that made her feel like “this is is it!”. But the big declaration never seemed to come. And the older they got, the more she wondered what was going on up until their friends wedding. They had gone to a friends wedding in the Bahamas and had the most marvelous time. It was nearing midnight and the beach was still warm and breezy as she and Harry walked off their drunkenness just a little bit. The whole time their arms were brushing, neither of them made a move to create any distance between them. And right before they got back to rejoin the party Harry had stopped her and leaned down to kiss her. She just looked so beautiful, he couldn’t help it. He had always been curious about the feeling and taste of her lips and boy, he was not far off the mark. She tasted as sweet as she was. Her lips were smooth and pliant against his own, and the kiss had been really nice. But when he pulled back and saw her eyes glossed over with so much adoration for him, he knew that he couldn’t kiss her ever again, as much as he might want to. That’s when he realized that she liked him. The weeks after that had fortunately been very busy for him at work and made him keep enough of a distance that things just cooled off all on their own, or so he thought.

Y/N was stumped by this for weeks and she realized that the only way that she’d get an answer was if she asked herself. Coming up with the courage to do this took months. She’d plan to say something and then chicken out before she could bring it up. But the not knowing was eating away at her horribly and she just wanted an answer! Everything people had told her before came rushing back to her mind, everything they had in common, all of the amazing years and memories they had shared for basically half their life now and now there was that kiss! They were all obvious pointers towards their impending and inevitable coming together. Or at least in her eyes, it had all been leading up to them being together. She loved him and she had been waiting ages for him. Maybe if she was open about her feelings for him it would help him overcome whatever nerves he had about facing the truth that he was also madly in love with her.

It hadn’t been anything too complicated, just dinner at her place, it was rather common place. She had made a pasta dish that he really enjoyed and even his favorite dessert! She was excited and nervous and the only thing stopping her from chickening out of her plan was this mental image that after they confessed their feeling for each other there’d be another kiss and maybe… more. She was ready for more if it was him. She knew that he would be so lovely and patient with her when the time came, so she wasn’t stressed about gaining experience in that aspect. In her mind they could learn about each other in that way when they finally would get together.

Her illusions for how this night would go were sky high. She felt like her heart wouldn’t be able to handle the anticipation and nerves for much longer. Even as she got ready, she was mindful of wearing the perfume he always complimented and loved on her. She wore a necklace that he had gifted her when she got her first real, adult job. And she reminded herself that tonight was going to be the start of the rest of her life with him. This was it.

She had just set down the bottle of wine on the table when her doorbell rang. She rushed over and was beaming as she saw his handsome and smiling face on the other side of her door.

“Hi! Come in!” She greeted him and opened the door wider to let him in.

“Oh wow, smells incredible.” He complimented as she locked up.

“Thank you.” She said with a smile as she turned towards him. And he came closer to hug her and he kissed her cheek and she returned the gesture, this was their usual greeting.

“Mmm, you smell incredible too.” He hummed close to her ear.

“Oh, thanks.” She smiled bashfully before they pulled apart.

“Course love. Is there anything you need help with?”

“No, everything’s ready. Just sit down.” She assured and he obliged as she just grabbed some napkins for them.

Harry didn’t miss the set up. Obviously something big was going on. They hadn’t really spent as much time together as they usually would over the past couple weeks. And well, the kiss in the Bahamas had been maybe 4 or 5 months ago, so he didn’t even think this was related to that.

“How was your day?” Her question broke him out of his thoughts as she set a napkin down beside him.

“It could’ve been better.” Harry admitted, “We hit a snag in reaching a deal with a potentially huge client, so we’ve all been scrambling a bit. You’ve no idea how happy I was you called. I needed this.” He said as he exhaled and she smiled.

“Well good, I’m glad you were able to make it.” She responded, “Do you want wine?”

“Yes please.” He said and she smiled even wider now. She couldn’t help but feel so excited that his day was about to get a million times better. Everything was falling into place, she could feel it! “And what about you? What’s the occasion?” Harry asked as she carefully poured him a glass.

“Nothing really. I was just in the mood to do something special.” She shrugged as she poured herself her wine glass.

“Oh really?” He asked with a grin and she nodded.

“Yeah, I swear.” She said again as their eyes met and he saw no hesitation in them.

“Alright, we’ll thank you for this.”

“Course, H. Dig in!” She insisted and he chuckled before he went for it.

As usual, they talked about everything and anything that came to mind. When dessert came Harry quite literally groaned with disbelief. “You spoil me, love.” He had said and Y/N couldn’t help but think about how much more she’d spoil him when they were together. They ended up on her couch, feet up and facing each other as they talked. There was some flirting and laughter and fun, nothing out of the norm. And well, Y/N just needed to bite the bullet. As their laughter died down from something she took a deep breath and let it out before sipping down some more wine.

“I actually did want to talk to you about something.” She said, not making any eye contact yet.

“Oh yeah? What is it?” He asked and she sighed nervously before looking into his eyes. And that gave her all of the comfort and courage she needed. He was her safe space, he protected her and took care of her, he loved her. How could she live another day without expressing everything she felt for him.

“We’ve been friends a long, long time.” She said and he nodded, “And I don’t know, I mean, you know that I’m not the most experienced person out there-”

“Did you have sex with someone!?” He asked with a shocked expression on his face and she scoffed.

“What? No!” She said and he chuckled.

“Oh, OK. Good.” He hummed before drinking from his glass and her heartbeat spiked. Maybe he would be the one saying this after all.

“Why is that good?” She giggled and he shrugged.

“Because…” Harry shrugged, “You’re just…too special for any random guy you meet on the street. You deserve someone who sees every part of you and sees just how wonderful and extraordinary you are. All the guys out there are assholes.”

“If that’s true I’m going to die a virgin at this rate.” She joked and he laughed.

“I doubt that. I mean, look at you.” He said and she smiled bashfully.

“Oh hush…” Y/N chuckled breathily. Trying to ward off the effect his words had on her.

“Alright, so if that’s not the occasion, then what is?” He asked curiously.

“Well… I’ve been thinking a lot.” She started nervously. She felt like the ground would open up and swallow her whole, “Just about the future and about everything that I want to accomplish and well…when I think of that I- I can’t help but think about like… love and marriage and that part of things too…” she explained. His eyes widened as he listened.

“Oh? H-have you met someone?” He asked more seriously and she nibbled on her bottom lip to suppress her bashful smile.

“Ummm kind of.” She finally said and Harry didn’t mean to frown, but he was shocked and a bit hurt that maybe she had been seeing someone in secret. They never kept anything serious from each other and so while he was upset at her potential withholding of information, she was interpreting that Harry was upset because he was jealous. Jealous that maybe she had met someone else.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Is it serious?” He questioned and she giggled nervously.

“H, I-I’m trying to now.” She explained.

“Right. So how long has it been or when did this happen?” He asked and she chuckled.

“God, just let me finish!” She insisted with a smile. She was taking his concern for something it wasn’t and it was giving her the courage she had been lacking up until now.

“Yes, of course. Sorry.” He stopped and drank from his wine and set it down. His expectant eyes landed on hers and she sighed.

“Harry, it’s…it’s you.” She said softly and he sat up straight, trying to make sure he heard her right.

“Wait, me?” He asked and she bit her lip and nodded.

“I’ve been in love with you for ages. Quite literally and I mean, everyone says it makes sense. And I think they’re right. And I see how you treat me and the way you act sometimes, and I know that it’s scary to turn what we have into more. But now that you know that I feel the same way-”

“Wait. What?” He interrupted and her smile dropped a bit, “I’m so confused right now.”

“What?” She asked and he sighed nervously. His stomach felt like it was in knots as realization struck him harshly; this was not going to be easy.

“You’re talking about us? Like you and I?” He asked and she was nervous now as she nodded with some hesitation.

“Y-yes.”

“How did you…come to that conclusion?” He asked and she sighed with so much anxiety. He didn’t seem upset or anything bad, so she wasn’t sure where this was going now.

“Well, if I recall correctly, you kissed me. At Willow’s wedding?” She reminded and his eyebrows raised in surprise, “I just thought that…” she trailed off when she saw his hands come up and cover his face.

“I’m so sorry.” He nearly winced into his hands. And her eyes immediately started welling up. He didn’t even need to say he didn’t feel the same, his reaction said it all. She forced down the lump in her throat as she stood from the couch. “Fuck.” He whispered.

“This was a huge mistake. I’m sorry. You can show yourself out.” She nearly whispered and hurried off to her bedroom with hot tears streaming down her cheeks. She rested her weight on the door and shut it as she covered her mouth to muffle her sobs.

She has never felt so stupid in her entire life. She felt like she had just been fed information by other people and believed it, like a gullible kid. Maybe she wasn’t as sharp as she always thought? She felt like an imbecile. And the more she cried the worse she felt. How could she have been so stupid? The feeling worsened when she heard a few taps on her door.

“Y/N?” She heard Harry’s muffled voice through the door and she wanted to scream. Then she heard the door knob turn and she reached out to stop it from completing the turn. “Love, let me in.” He requested softly and she exhaled shakily as her tears continued to fall.

“Please go away.” She cried softly and he sighed.

“Love, I can’t leave you like this.” He said and she shook her head as she rested it back against the wood.

“I’m fine!” She insisted.

“You just told me you’re in love with me and I…” he stopped speaking, “you’re not fine.” He said instead. “Please, I’m not upset or grossed out or anything like that!” He said, “I…get it.” He said softly and she felt so much rage build up inside of her as he said this. He didn’t get it. Not in the slightest! She turned around and suddenly opened her door, it startled him a bit.

“No you don’t. You really don’t get it, H.” She sniffled and he sighed.

“Trust me, I do.” He said coming closer and she backed up.

“Are you fucking kidding me!?! I just embarrassed myself… I’m so fucking delusional for thinking that you’d love me back!” She almost shouted.

“Hey, you’re not delusional.” He shook his head as he finally reached her and grabbed her face in his hands. He was peering into her tearful eyes with so much sympathy and it made her feel even worse. “I did kiss you because I wanted to. So badly. And I just knew from the moment we pulled away that I had messed up.” He said and she cried harder, “It’s not because I regret kissing you!” He said to appease her, “I wouldn’t have kissed you if I hadn’t been wandering about it all my life, Y/N. Believe me love, I’ve thought about it since we met.” He said gently as his thumbs wiped tears from her cheeks. “I just… never wanted to be the one that hurts you like this.” He said quietly and she shook her head as her eyes squeezed shut.

“What does that even mean?!” She asked and he sighed.

“It means that I’m no good for you, love.” He admitted with a solemn tone.

“How would you even know that if you haven’t even tried?” She asked and he rolled his lips together as he thought about his next words carefully.

“Love, I… I don’t do relationships. Like serious ones. I don’t want to get married. I don’t want kids. I just…like to have fun.” He explained and she sighed as she started to think about what he was saying.

“What about that time you were with Sheila?” She asked and he swallowed thickly with a small frown on his face.

“S-she got pregnant.” He explained and she frowned and pushed him back. He was fully prepared to rush after her, but she just sat at the edge of her bed and stared at the wall as she took this information in. “You and I both know how I grew up. I didn’t want that for me but it was the right thing to do, especially if it was my baby in there.” He said and Y/N was just so shocked. “B-but she was lying. When I found out she had been further along than she had told me I made her either do a paternity test or fess up to what was really going on.” He explained, “We had slept together one time while she was still…with her ex. But it had been too far back for the baby to have been mine so-”

“Wait, what?” Y/N suddenly interrupted his story as his words finally caught up to her. “You slept with someone in a relationship?” She asked with so much disappointment in her voice and he sighed.

“I have.” He confirmed, “Multiple times.” He confessed and her frown deepened, “I told you! I’m not good enough for someone like you!” He said and she shook her head. “And it’s not that I’m not attracted to you,” He said, “Believe me, I’ve wanted you too but I couldn’t. I couldn’t allow myself to be so selfish with someone that I love so much.” He said and and she scoffed.

“And what about everything else? You’ve taken opportunities from me. I could’ve…been happy with someone else by now!” She nearly shouted in frustration.

“Those guys were dicks, Y/N!”

“Apparently you all are!” She shouted and he frowned, “And you’re the worst one of them all!” She shouted through her tears and Harry felt his heart break as her words cut deep. “Because you made me believe that you loved me with all of the crap you were doing! Protecting me, making me feel special, and safe, and kissing me like that…Jesus!” She shouted.

“I’m so, so sorry.” He said as he came closer, You’re right. You’re so right, love. I was selfish because…because I’m afraid of losing you to someone else. You’re my best friend-”

“I don’t think so, H. We said we’d never keep big things from each other and here you are confessing things to me that are making me realize that I don’t even know who you are!” She said with frustration.

“I get that, love. But I just…didn’t want to hurt you or disappoint you. And I…know how this feels for you because I loved you too once. When we first met.” He explained, “You liked my mate though, remember? Daniel?” He said and Y/N nodded as she recalled that, “I saw you guys kiss at some party and…I was livid. He knew I was gone for you too.” Harry said with a sad smile as he sat beside her and she turned towards him, “I wanted to be your first kiss. I wanted to…have every experience with you and when he did that, I mean…fuck I was gutted for weeks.” He recalled, “I just knew I never wanted to feel that way ever again-”

“Wait, are you trying to tell me that somehow this is my fault?” She asked and he shook his head.

“No! Not at all, but I just realized that…being in love with you was not going to end well for either of us in the long run. Back then, it was because I valued your friendship far more than having you as a girlfriend. Because changing things put forth some risk that if things ended we would lose each other. And as I got older, the reasons for why I didn’t pursue you like that kept changing, and for the last decade or so the reason has been that I can’t give you what you want or deserve. Also, I’m a total fucking prick.” He sighed sadly and she shook her head.

“You’re not a prick. You just…do prick things.” She sniffled and he chuckled as he grabbed her hand and interlocked their fingers. He glanced down to see their hands together like that. He liked how natural and safe it felt.

“I…appreciate that.” He said softly and she hummed. “I’m really sorry for misleading you. I never meant to do that. I just wanted the best for you. I want you to be happy with someone who deserves it as much as you.” He sniffled.

“Every single person on this earth deserves to be happy, H. And they should get to choose for themselves what that looks like.”

“I know.” He said softly, “I promise, I won’t interfere ever again.” He said and she chuckled sarcastically.

“Yeah right.”

“Well, I’ll try my best not to.” He corrected and she smiled, though it didn’t light up her eyes like usual. And soon that smile faded and her tears started falling again. “What is it?” Harry asked and she sighed.

“I know that I’m probably a fool for it, but I just have so many feelings for you that I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you.” She sniffled, “And it…hurts. It hurts so much.” She cried quietly and he pouted as he pulled her into his chest.

“Oh babe, I know it hurts.” He said, “And I know that it feels like it’ll never go away, but it will one day. I can’t tell you when exactly, but one day it’ll be less hard than it was before, and so on until one day you’ll wake up and it’ll be just a memory.” He said quietly as she cried in his hold. “I understand if you need space for a while.” He said and then licked over his lips and he swallowed the lump in his throat before getting out his next words, “O-or if…you don’t want to be friends after all of this.” He said, “I just want you to do the best thing for you, regardless of what that means for me. I don’t deserve all of that wonderful, untainted love in your heart.” His voice faded into a whisper and she sighed as they sat in silence like that for a little while. The tears never stopped streaming down her face as she tried to think of what to do. It was hard to be objective while being wrapped in his arms. When she made the move to get out of his hold he immediately let her go and she paced before her bed a few times before looking in his eyes.

“I uh, I think you should go.” She whispered and he bit down on the inside of his cheek as he nodded and stood up, despite the hurt and regret in his chest and started heading to her front door. She followed him in silence and he grabbed his things before he opened up and stepped outside. Her tearful eyes met his own, his were full of anxiety and fear for what this meant for them.

“Thank you for all of this tonight, it was really sweet and thoughtful of you.” He said and she bit her lip to stop herself from crying some more.

“I don’t know what to do.” She confessed, “I just need some time I think.” He nodded.

“Yeah, of course. Anything you want.” He assured and she nodded.

“OK. Good night.” She said and started to close the door.

“Y/N, wait.” He said stopping her with just a few inches to spare, “No matter what you decide I want you to know that you’ll always be my best friend. I won’t ever be too busy for you. If you call tomorrow, next week, next month, 5 years from now! I don’t care!” He sighed with a smile.

“OK.” She gave him a small smile and a nod before he moved his hand from the door frame and she locked up.

As soon as the door closed she let out a big exhale and slid down her door. She felt defeated, lost, confused, hurt…there were so many things she felt, but the most conflicting thing was that she was still in love with him and she had absolutely no idea who he was. She closed her eyes and willed herself to piece this all together and it was damn near impossible.

What in the world was she going to do now?

[simmingnate]

Beverlee is FEELING HERSELF after her venture into fitness and managing to snag a hottie like Makoa.

She decided she had earned a little Sulani-style makeover - if Beverlee gets a holiday, why don't her jorts and camisoles get some time to rest, too?

With Beverlee's makeover came another big change -Frankee's birthday! Unfortunately it looks like he's a mini ginger Mitchell Kalani 🤢 AND he rolled the fussy trait. I'm trying not to prematurely hate him, but some toddlers really just have gross vibes.

Beverlee wasn't really sure what to do with a toddler, so she took Frankee to the beach, hoping the sand would distract him.

Unfortunately, Makoa was there too, and ready for love! Beverlee's aspiration was throbbing, and she knew it was time to end things 💔

Makoa knew something was up when he saw Beverlee wasn't wearing her usual jorts.

Beverlee approached Makoa, looked into that beautiful face, and told him she thought they should see other people.

Well, what she actually said was that she HAD to see other people. THE ASPIRATION!!!

The background townie lady appeared to be very moved.

Ugh, Beverlee just HATES it when they cry!

Poor sad Makoa, but those puppy dog eyes will get you nowhere, mister! If there's one thing Beverlee doesn't value - it's cuteness.

And morals.

And museums.

And underwear.

Frankee punctuates the moment by stomping all over his sandcastle, just like his mother stomped all over Makoa's heart.

[koostattoos]

➳ wait for your love || j.jk (teaser)

~ Synopsis: simply loving is not enough

~ Genre: strangers to friends(?) to lovers, college au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

~ Warnings: jk is a fuckboy, he plays too damn much 😔, slight fwb, smut (big dick!jk, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f. receiving), soft sex, multiple sex scenes, etc.), lots of crying and pining, all she wants is to be loved 💔, she a baddie 😛, she standing on business (as she should), more to come

~ teaser wc: 1.2k

• currently play: we can’t be friends (wait for your love) by Ariana Grande and opera house by Cigarettes After Sex

A small crowd of students file into the quiet library. Books surround you with knowledge of classes that you are taking. A pencil clad in your hand as you think of more notes to write down on your notebook in front of you. Jungkook has been texting you since the day he took you out. Asking you random questions throughout the day, but to your surprise he hasn’t said a single thing about your number. 

You jump a bit in your seat when the chair in front of you screeches against the floor. When you look up you see Jungkook’s handsome face, a chuckle coming from his lips at your reaction. “Hi” he says in a whisper. Shaking your head at him you go back to writing your notes. “How did you know I was here?” He watches as you write down words on your piece of paper. His tattooed hand reaches out and starts playing with the edge of the paper and you look up at him. “I was on my way to get some lunch and saw you through the window, you don’t work today?” his head tilts to the side like a puppy dog. You shake your head, “No, I have a day off today and I wanted to spend it studying. But I can’t do that with you bothering me” he rolls his eyes and lets go of the paper. 

It’s silent for only a minute before he starts speaking again. “When will you be done?” He's like a nagging child, always in need for attention. You let out a sigh of frustration and put your pencil down beside the notebook. “You don’t have any other friends you can annoy?” a small pout forms on his lips. Sulking, because of your attitude. 

“I wanna hang out with you” he says, ignoring him you return your attention back to your paper and try one more time to focus on studying. Opening one of the books lying beside you. A loud groan comes from the grown man in front of you and you quietly slam the book shut. “Fine! What do you want to do,” placing your remaining things into your bag and you stand from your chair to pull it over your shoulder. Jungkook beats you to it, though. Placing the white tote bag over his shoulder and carrying it out with him. Puffing a breath of air out you follow him to the door.

The weather is nice today, it wasn’t too hot like those other summer days. It seems to be cooling down as it gets closer to fall. “Where are we eating?” you ask behind him. He turns his head to look back at you and slows his pace down to match yours. “This place that serves the most delicious pork belly,” his posture straight, determined to get to the restaurant as fast as possible. Before he came into the library he had already been planning to ask you out to lunch with him. 

He was originally planning on walking to the cafe you worked at, so he had been waiting a while. When you walk into the restaurant you are hit with the warm air with the scent of meat floating in the air. To your surprise it wasn’t as busy as you’d expected it to be considering it being lunch hour. Jungkook picks out a table in the middle of the restaurant. Taking a seat in front of him, he grabs a menu that had already been placed there and picks out his favorite dishes. 

“Hello, what can I get started for you guys today?” The server walks up to the table with a notepad and pencil in his hand. His attention is drawn to you first. You look up at him and give him a sweet smile. His hair was wavy and dimples showed whenever he smiled. You look down to your hands resting on the table and you look at Jungkook. His stare already on you, clearing his throat he begins to order. 

Once it is written down on the notepad the waiter grabs the menus from the table. “I’ll be out shortly with your food” You nod your head politely and bring your attention back to the man in front of you. “You still haven’t given me another hint” He brings up again. Sighing with a smile on your lips you slightly shake your head at him. “You are never going to give up, are you?” 

“Nope, I’m determined” 

“Why? Is my Instagram not enough?” You say tilting your head. 

“No, it’s not. Are you gonna give me another hint or what" Sass can be heard in his tone. Instead of having the poor boy go on for ages figuring out your number you give him the first six digits. “Fine, I’m starting to feel bad for you now. I’ll give more than one number” At this his eyes light up like the galaxy. Excitement growing in his chest and a smile that brings out his dimples appear on his face. 

Laughing at his excitement you write down on a piece of napkin you pull from the box next to you. ‘823257’ written in bold ink with a pen you grabbed from your bag. You fold it up and slide it over to Jungkook’s side of the table. “There, now you need to find the last four” Now feeling a bit more relieved he stuffs the napkin deep into the pockets of his jacket. The food is brought out and the same waiter places it on the table in front of you. 

“Thank you” you tell him with that same smile you gave him earlier. Blush begins to grow on his pale cheeks and he bows, walking away to serve other tables. Scoffing Jungkook looks away from the boy and takes the scissors from the tray, cutting up the meat. “What was that look for?” you say to him picking up a pair of utensils. “Nothing” he says you laugh lightly at his pouty lips. 

The sizzling of the meat on the grill resounds and smoke lifts into the air from the hot pan. “Do you think it’s cheating if another man helps separate your perilla leaf for you with his chopsticks if you’re already with someone?” The ridiculous question gets you to chuckle. “I don’t think so, why does it matter if you're just going to end up eating it anyway?” you say, taking a piece of meat he grilled and placed on your plate for you into your mouth. 

His eyebrows furrowed as he chews on the pork belly and his legs jump a little under the table. “It does matter! I feel like it's cheating plain and simple. If I were dating someone it should only be me helping you. Not some other guy that you happen to be friends with” 

“Whatever you wanna believe, Jeon. But personally, I really don’t care. As long as I have food in my mouth then I’m happy” you say as you stuff your mouth with rice. 

The check comes around when you finish eating. You go to grab the piece of paper but, once again, Jungkook beats you to it. “Yah, I’m the one who brought you out to eat. I should be the one paying for it” he held the paper away from you. Slumping in your seat you cross your arms across your chest. “But it’s expensive, let me help pay half” With a proud smile Jungkook signs off on it and gives it to your waiter. “Too late, already paid for” he sends you a sly grin and you let out a puff of air.

a/n: finally ya'll it's been wayyy to long since i've published a story. i have so many ideas for this one and I really like how it'll turn out!! i love you guys <33

also!! If you'd like to be apart of 'wait for your love’ taglist click this link!!

[berrymoos]

i hate baby jonny being sad and upset over will(;_;) it BREAKS MY HEART and after i finished reading him getting scared i couldn’t stop imagining what would happen if max had a nightmare :0

*getting the scene set up please standby*

ok so she’s at mike’s house and the whole party’s there including the older teens and they’ve had a movie bing, they’ve pigged out on junk food, they’ve been talking about everything and nothing and now they’ve finally gone to sleep with no problems, aside from steve having to sneak into holly’s room to steal her nightlight for jonathan, and everything’s good

she had stayed big the whole night and was having some lovely rest but then it all comes crashing back

she sees billy, the spider monster, el in terrible pain, the monster from the hospital, everything that happened that night, and she wakes up in a cold panic, scared and unfortunately little:(

she tries not to make a lot of noise while she silently sobs because it’s past midnight but steve knows when one of his babies is in trouble and wakes up in an instant

“ max, is everything okay?”

“ sorry stevie, i didn’t mean to wake you up”

“ that’s okay, do you wanna- *he’s cut off by max running from her spot next to lucas and jonny to his lap*

“ it was so scary stevie, i saw b-billy and the monsters and and…”

“ oh i’m so sorry sweetheart, how about a cookie, hmm? can a cookie cheer you up?”

“ m’kay, but can you hold me? i still scared”

“ of course! i’ll do anything to make my max happy”

*fast-forward to the kitchen*

“ chocolate chip or-

steve’s stops when he hears sniffles, sniffles he knows all too well

“ jonny? what are you doing up?”

“ max was gone”

“ no i not, i right here” *points to herself to make the point clear*

“ but not when i woke up:( me and ducky got scared”

“ well she’s here right now, she was upset that’s all”

“what!” *he and max are shocked because he never raises his voice unless he’s screaming* * even the paci falls out*

“ don’ be upset! i right here, i’ll make it better:) uppies?”

“ i don’t know buddy, i already have max..” but those eyes, those sweet eyes that break steve everytime

“ oh alright, c’mere”

now he has two babies in his arm, hugging each other with cookie crumbs on their face, when eddie and robin walk in

“ are you guys having cookies without me?”

“ that’s exactly what they’re doin’ robin, they left us out!”

“ no baby, not at all, you see max was upset and then jonny found out and one thing led to another and…”

let’s just say steve was up an extra two hours with all of them, having to squeeze his eyes shut so the puppy eyes won’t make him give them all more cookies（*＾ワ＾*）i swear if you tell lucas or nancy or will or uncle wayne about this midnight snacking…

max was happy, she had steve, her favorite friend in the whole wide world(minus el obvi) and robin and eddie to make her feel better and that nightmare was long forgotten

later steve asks her about it and she says she just can’t shake billy, he scares her to the core when she thinks about him flayed, and steve assures her that he and everyone else would always be there for her<3

nightly rambles while listening to hamilton is sm fun(>▽<)

baby jonny being upset over will is just. 💔he loves his wuh-wuh so much okay!!! AND NOW MAXIE W THE NIGHTMARE OH NO ｡･ﾟﾟ*(>д<)*ﾟﾟ･｡

steve could be in a deep REM sleep with the world around him absolutely dead to him & he would still be able to sense when one of his little ones are crying, regardless if it's silent or if he's in a different room. that's simply the mother hen in him coming out (*´˘`*)♡

when max climbs into his lap, crying about billy and the monsters and el being hurt, steve takes a moment to rock her gently, wiping tears from her eyes when she calms down. "cookies make everything better, yknow. do you want a cookie?"

"mhm .. hold me, tho, pease"

the gang actually baked a lot of different cookies earlier that night bc half of them were craving something sweet, but everyone couldn't agree on just two different kinds: there's chocolate chip, sugar, oatmeal (not oatmeal raisin), butter ... so many different kinds (≡^∇^≡) max is given the option of three different cookies bc who is steve to deny her that? (his initial bargain was 2 cookies but max said please & he caved instantly)

then jonny toddles into the kitchen, ducky in arms & paci in his mouth, eyes kinda teary bc he woke up & maxie and teeb were gone :((

"hey, bud! it's alright, maxie just had a nightmare–"

"maxie hadda nigh'mare?!"

just like max is ready to throw hands w jonny's nightmares, he's ready to chuck his stuffie at her's! how dare a nightmare make his friend upset! thankfully when his paci tumbles out of his mouth in shock it's caught by the paci clip attached to his shirt so it doesn't fall to the floor. max is like "it's okay! i okay, now!" & points to the cookies on the stove. "i'm getting cookies!"

jonny still wants uppies, just to make sure his buddy's doing extra okay ... and he also wants cookies ksndksnd & steve definitely can't say no to his sweet little eyes!! so he gets his three choice cookies, too!!

they end up having milk with their cookies, mainly bc steve wanted to dunk his chocolate chip cookie in some & the littles were like "oooo ... milk too, pease?" max gets chocolate & jonny gets angel milk, n they're all rlly content

then eddie & robin come toddling in side by side, awakened by the smell of freshly heated cookies, and they are so SCANDALIZED to find the three of them munching on cookies & milk WITHOUT them! they literally GASP & that's what catches everyone else's attention

"eddie! they're eating cookies without uuuuss!"

"that's no faaaaair!!" ･ﾟ･( ｡>д<｡)･ﾟ･

eddie's pouting so hard his cheeks r puffed out & robin's genuinely abt to cry bc she loves cookies so much — they're one of her favorite sweets — & to know there are three people eating them without her is such a horrendous crime to her little brain!! and if robin starts crying, eddie's gonna start crying, & his cries are loud so that's gonna make jonny cry bc he doesn't like loud noises, & that's also gonna wake other people up, & steve doesn't want any of that in the middle of the night \(;≡ω≡)

"hey, hey, it's okay! you guys can have some cookies too, there's enough for everybody! max was just upset, then jonny woke up and i couldn't leave him out while he watched max get her cookies, so..."

he lets the two of them have their top three choices & fixes eddie his chocolate milk; robin doesn't want milk, but she does want ice cream, so she gets a half scoop in a small bowl, & all is well again!

... until robin pulls out the puppy dog eyes for more ice cream and eddie copies her bc now he wants some ice cream, then max whips out the puppy dog eyes just to help them out bc she's a little menace at heart

"nope, nope, nope! you guys already had three cookies, and robin, you had ice cream!"

"pleeeeeeease, steviiiiiie?"

"n-no more sweets for the night, nuh-uh!"

"preeeeetty pleeeeease?"

"no more– n-no more sweets, nope...! no, no, no ... j-jonny, help a buddy out, here!"

jonny just giggles while he sips at the rest of his milk. " 'nother cookie for ducky, pease?" (ducky does not, in fact, want a cookie, jonny rlly thinks the other three ganging up on steve while he tries SO hard to stand his ground to puppy dog eyes is funny)

"oh dear god, not ducky too!"

he ends up caving and gives them their ice cream jonny a refill of angel milk, & a few bread crumbs for ducky instead of a cookie, but he put up a good fight — he stood his ground for a good 45 seconds 😭 "okay, that's IT! no more!"

okay, maybe no more sweets ... but now they want popcorn to even it out 🤭 "alriiiight ... but if you tell lucas or nancy OR will OR uncle wayne, they're going to have my head-" ESPECIALLY nancy; she's been teaching him how to stand up to the puppy dog eyes for forEVER now & he's still caving omg ,, the day he finally stands up to them will be a day of celebration

they pinky swear their secrecy. steve will not lose his head tonight!!

and two hours past midnight, after letting them munch on popcorn & a little bit of juice, then flipping on some tv at a low volume, they conk out again, all in a tangled pile of limbs <3