#but also it doesn’t feel supportive to lie to me about the piece I choreographed looking good and then run extra rehearsals without me

[sassmill]

My brain is like. Weird right now. Is it related to not taking my Lexapro because I know it doesn’t interact well with dayquil and I needed the post nasal drip to stop? Theoretically but also this has been building for days.

[pipes-loves-writing]

second fic I’ve posted! I’m so sorry for being so inactive… with no new content I’m feeling very unmotivated. Thanks for everyone who stuck around and support me! I’m here if you ever need to talk. I love you all! :)

There is absolutely no problem with Seb and Carlos working together.

Nope.

No problem at all.

Oh, except for the fact that Seb has been in love with Carlos since before he even met him.

But that’s not important.

Not at all.

He didn’t mean to fall in love with Carlos, truly he didn’t. But, honestly, how couldn’t you?

Mr. Cilli clapped his hands together rhythmically. “Alright everyone, today we’ll be ending our civil war unit. We’re going to be doing a project, it being the end of the year and all. You will work with a partner to create a fake episode of a tv show based around the idea of the civil war. Any questions?”

`Natalie Bagley shot her hand into the air. “Will we get to pick our partners?”

“Unfortunately not. You’ll work with whoever is sitting next to you.”

Seb turned his head to the side and realized that no one was sitting next to him. How had he not noticed that earlier?

Carlos Rodriguez came running through the history door and dropped a few pieces of paper and pencils.

Every other group had started working on the project already. No one even noticed that Carlos was here.

Well, almost no one.

“Mr. Rodriguez, that’s the third time this week. Next time I have to write you a detention slip.”

“I’m sorry! It won’t happen again!”

Seb’s legs started moving before his mind did, and before he noticed, he had gotten up to help Carlos.

“Here. You dropped a few things.” Seb handed Carlos a pencil from the ground.

“Thank you,” Carlos paused for a second before saying, “Pencils, you know? They’re slippery.”

Seb smiled at Carlos. “Yeah, I guess.”

Carlos quickly nodded and went to sit down in the chair next to Seb’s.

Mr. Cilli scribbled something down in his notebook and said, “Carlos, I assume that means you and Seb are working together.”

Seb’s eyes widened. Carlos? Working with him? He had to stop himself from smiling too wide.

“I mean,” Carlos started, “is that okay? With you I mean?”

Seb allowed himself to smile. “Yeah that’d be great.”

Carlos took a notebook out of his backpack and set it in front of him. “I’m Carlos. By the way.”

Seb smiled a little wider. “Oh I know. I’m Seb!”

“You.. know?” Seb couldn’t entirely read Carlos’s expression.

Seb widened his eyes. “I meant,” he searched his mind for an excuse, “I know your name. Like the name Carlos. It’s a- it’s a pretty name.” Well played. That didn’t sound too creepy. Probably.

Carlos looked almost flattered? Seb still couldn’t entirely understand. He could definitely understand the blush running to his face right now though.

“Thank you.” Carlos hesitated for a moment. “You have a pretty name too.”

Seb finally broke free from eye contact. Wow. Carlos had really pretty eyes. They were almost… distracting?

“But also,” Seb started, “I’ve seen you on the color guard. You’re really good!”

Carlos didn’t answer for a moment. “You really think so?”

Seb was surprised that Carlos would doubt his talent even for a second. “I know so. My older sister was the captain of the color guard before you, and she’s very impressed with their new leader.”

Carlos furrowed his eyebrows. Then he lightly gasped. “Your sister is Georgie Matthew-Smith?”

Seb thought Carlos looked like a lost puppy when he looked confused. It was so cute, that he almost forgot to answer the question. “The one and only! I’m not as talented in the dance department though.”

Carlos laughed, “Maybe you’ve just never had the right teacher.”

Seb just hummed in response. “So what are we thinking for this tv episode project?”

“Hmm.” Carlos thought for a moment. Then he gasped, “We should do something similar to a Glee episode! Like maybe they have to do a week where they have to sing songs that talk about the civil war? Or something similar to that?” He looked over at Seb, who was looking at him in a way he couldn’t exactly place. Carlos blushed and looked away. “Sorry. I was just being a gleek. Please ignore the last 30 seconds of your life.”

“I love glee. It’s my favorite show.”

Carlos smiled wider.

“That’s a great idea, Carlos. Let’s do it.”

..

The next day, Seb walked into the classroom with a smile on his face. He had spent his entire class time with Carlos yesterday, and he couldn’t be happier about it. Sure, they were both a little awkward, but Seb found it almost endearing.

Carlos ran into the classroom again and put his papers on the desk next to Seb. The bell rang and Carlos texted something to someone. Seb got a glimpse of his wallpaper before he closed his phone.

“Hey. I like your wallpaper on your phone!”

Carlos looked at him. “You like Broadway?”

Seb scoffed, “Are you kidding? Who doesn’t?”

Carlos rolled his eyes. “You’d be surprised to know how many people did ‘Brigadoon’ and didn’t actually care for theatre.”

Seb pretended to look surprised, “You were in ‘Brigadoon’?” Of course he knew that Carlos was in this year’s spring show. He had been dying for a chance to have just one scene with him so they could talk.

“Yeah! I was ensemble.”

Seb smiled and said, “I was ensemble too! And I totally agree. If you don’t like theatre, why do the shows?”

Carlos smiled. “I didn’t even want to be in the show either. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I love performing. But,” he trailed off for a second. “I actually wanted to be choreographer.” Carlos squeezed his eyes shut, fully prepared for Seb to start laughing.

“And they didn’t let you be one? That’s awful. You’re the best dancer in this school. In this city even! Anyone would be crazy not to make you a choreographer.”

Carlos looked at Seb for a second. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted.

“Okay everyone! You did some brainstorming yesterday. Today you’ll start the slideshow for the project. Then tomorrow we’ll present to the class.”

Carlos finally broke eye contact with Seb and looked down at his paper.

“So? What about you?” Carlos asked subtly.

Seb raised an eyebrow. “What about me?”

“Do you have a dream role?”

Seb hesitated. “Don’t laugh.”

“Seb. I’m not going to laugh at you.”

Seb looked up at Carlos. “Sharpay,” he says quietly.

“Sharpay? Like from High School Musical?”

Seb couldn’t look at Carlos. He was too scared to see his reaction. Would he change his mind and laugh at Seb?

“Wow. You’d be great as Sharpay!”

Seb listened for sarcasm, but he didn’t seem to hear any. He looked at Carlos.

Seb didn’t really know what to say, so he just blushed and hoped Carlos didn’t notice.

Carlos was too busy blushing to notice the other boy’s red face.

…

Today was the big presentation day. Seb was a little nervous, but he was a performer! He could do anything.

Mostly anything that is.

“Okay,” Mr. Cilli announced, “Today is presentation day! I’ll give you guys 10 minutes to review, and then we’ll start with Natalie and Kaden, Ashlyn and Steph, Seb and Carlos,” the teacher went on and on about the order of groups presenting, but Seb had been distracted. Carlos still wasn’t in class. He wouldn’t ditch on the day of presenting.

Right?

Seb took out his phone and texted Carlos.

‘Hey is everything okay?’ He sent the message and waited for a response. He checked his phone after two minutes. No response.

Seb shot up his hand and asked to go to the bathroom.

He ran out the door and speed-walked down the hall.

When he threw open the bathroom door, he saw Carlos pacing back and forth across the small space. He looked so panicked, it made Seb kind of want to cry.

Carlos heard Seb open the door and looked over at him. Seb’s eyes were filled with so much worry and another emotion Carlos couldn’t quite put his finger on.

Carlos stopped against the wall and slid down to sit. He could feel his breathing getting faster, and he tried to slow it down.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Seb said in a hushed voice. He walked over next to him. “What’s wrong ‘Los? Why are you pacing?”

Carlos threw his head back. He was so scared that he didn’t comment on the cute nickname. “I’m scared, Seb. The last thing I read in front of people was a report in February. And it was a group project with four people. I barely had to talk.”

Carlos’s hands were fidgeting so much that Seb reached over and grabbed both of them with his own.

Carlos was so nervous that he barely noticed.

Okay, that was a complete lie.

Seb’s hands holding Carlos’s and his pretty blue eyes made Carlos forget all his worries. Seb’s hands were warm and soft. You would think they’d be rough from all the farm work, but they weren’t for some reason. Carlos would have to ask him about them one day.

“That’s not true Carlos. You memorized all the songs in Brigadoon in under a week. You were the first one in the cast who was off book.” Seb thought for a moment. “Just imagine it being a performance. You’re really good at those.”

Carlos looks at Seb. But this time, he really looks at him.

Seb has a bit of acne. His eyes are a little darker blue than he’d noticed before. His hands are a little sweaty. And his hair is messed up a little.

And honestly?

Carlos thinks he’s so beautiful.

Before either of them notice, about 15 seconds has passed.

Carlos is about to say something, but Seb speaks up instead.

“We should probably get back to class. Our project isn’t going to present itself.”

When they get back in the classroom, they’ve been gone about 6 minutes. Mr. Cilli has always been lenient towards his students, so they only get a warning.

When it’s their turn to present, Carlos can’t stop looking at Seb. All he can think about is what he said earlier. And also, just him in general.

Seb isn’t looking at Carlos. He’s too worried that he’ll get lost in Carlos’s eyes, so he just avoids eye contact. Which pains him a little bit, but it’s alright.

In the end, their presentation gets a B.

They get points off for being distracted during the presentation.

And they’re both more than okay with that.

-pipes 🤍

[svtmatokis]

Matchmaker P3

Hello fam~ I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far!!! A snake is about to be revealed...but I’m sure you guys know who that is already~

Plot: You’re a small name model who is close friends with Joshua and Taehyung and just moved to Korea after signing with an agency. You’ve been a fan of BTS for as long as you could remember and biased Yoongi. Little did you know, despite not being well known, you had caught Yoongi’s eye a long time ago and now you guys get to meet. Even though the two of you become friends, Yoongi’s apparently too shy and you’re just apparently oblivious to his feelings. Will it take a push from Taehyung and the rest of his members for you two to finally get together or will Yoongi be able to do it on his own?

Words: 4285

Pairing: Reader x Idol! Yoongi

Parts: 1 - 2

Genre: Fluff/ abit of Angst

Warnings: May contain swearing, slightly intimate touches and Im not sure….

Genre: flufff/ slight angst

“Soo...how are you and Yoongi doing?” Joshua asked you one day as you were out having lunch.

You had officially started work with your agency and your schedule had picked up quite a bit but was still fairly manageable with the help of your sister who on top of being your manager was also teaching dance classes at a local studio.

You kept in contact with the members of BTS almost everyday and talked to Yoongi over the phone at least once a night when you guys had your alone time. It was easy for you since you lived alone but not so much for him since the other members would be around and most of the time trying to see what the phone conversations were about. 

The two of you decided to go with the flow of things and keep your friends out of the loop. Though Taehyung and Joshua had a tendency to push for things, it was easy to dodge their questions and playing dumb was one of your many talents.

So far, the two of you had hung out together alone without anybody once. As promised, the two of you had gone for coffee during one of your breaks and it was safe to say that things were going in a positive direction. You weren’t sure if it was anything serious as of yet and none of you had exactly told the other that you liked them but the vibe was there. He made you laugh with his stupid jokes and you made him smile with your out going energy. BTS was currently preparing for a comeback and you had gone to a few of the practices but since your schedule started getting packed, you found less and less time.

You looked at Joshua as you stirred your drink and shrugged your shoulders.

“We’re friends I guess? Why?” you asked before taking a sip.

“Just friends? Taehyung said he saw the two of you having coffee a few weeks back at the cafe near Big Hit.” Joshua explained.

“Can friends not go out for coffee? We’ve literally only known each other for a few weeks Hong. Things like this take time.” you giggled at his frustrated look.

“Y/N, you have biased Yoongi for the last three years. You finally got to meet him and amazingly, the two of you get along. I’ve literally had to HEAR you fan girl at almost every concert I’ve taken you to” Joshua started throwing his hands in the air, “And surprise! He’s also your fan from your small agency modeling days when you were barely known! Don’t you think its fate?”

“Since when were you one to talk about fate?” you asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Since I Minyoung and I remet at the cafe all those years back and then we got reconnected. I think fate had a huge role in that” he answered leaning back and crossing his arms, “Like who would’ve thought that you would sign with a Korean agency after your former contract expired?” 

“You” you said pointing at him, “My sister told you my contract expired and you put in a word with the recruiters did you not?” 

“I did but it was your looks alone that they signed you. Trust me. All I did was ask Minyoung for your old portfolio and handed it to management. They literally took care of the rest and didn’t even tell me that they sent you an offer. It wasn’t until I saw you walking out of the building that I put the puzzle pieces together.” Joshua explained, “But Minyoung told me that you had a few other offers before you took Pledis’”

“I had a few...but nothing was as good a Pledis’, the benefit was that Minyoung was already a guest choreographer here and of course you.” you then decided to change the topic, “What do you know about Hara?” 

Joshua looked up, “Hara? As in the trainee at Bit Hit?” 

You nodded your and Joshua started thinking.

“Not much...she was in their last music video and I think she’s set to debut with a few other girls...she’s about Vernon’s age I think...why?”  he asked and noticed your furrowed brows. “Did she do anything?”

“She said something to me the last time I went to see the guys a few weeks back. I was just leaving after bringing them snacks and she stopped me in the hallway…” you started and bit your lip while crossing your arms. Joshua noted that this was what you normally did when you were stressed out.

“What did she say?” he pushed and you tilted your head to the side.

“I’m not too sure...but she may have threatened me but I can’t tell exactly.” you said thinking back to the brief conversation you had. “She said that I should stay away from the BTS members and that I was distracting them from their comeback prep.” 

“You aren’t. If you were, the guys or their managers would’ve said something I know for a fact that they like having you there cheering them on” Joshua said automatically, “But I don’t see the threat in that.” 

“It’s what she said after...she said rumors don’t take much to start and she knows why I didn’t renew my contract with my old agency back in the States…You know the shit that happened there, Minyoung knows the shit that happened there but it’s not public knowledge.” you explained, “It’s not like it could ruin me or anything but I admit that it’s one of the reasons why I chose to go with Pledis over the other agencies...it’s really hard to trust those around me right now.” 

“You wouldn’t be effected if word got out anyways and the whole situations still being reviewed.” Joshua reached over to take your hand, “You were the victim and even if word got out, Pledis would support you one hundred percent. Don’t worry about that. Have you told Tae at all?” 

“I didn’t think I’d have a reason to.” you said, “I was hoping to leave those skeletons behind but after what Hara said…” You looked down at your hands. ‘It's hard you know...to be betrayed like that, especially by your best friend and manager.” 

“Obviously they weren’t good people in your life.” Joshua said, “But you’ve moved on and you’re here now...let me deal with the Hara situation. You have a photoshoot coming up in a few days right?” 

You nodded your head, “Then you and I have that shoot in two weeks for that fall line.” you said  and Joshua nodded. “Apparently it’s a ‘Best Friend’ concept.”

“Hey, it means that we fit the bill.” He said with a smile, “Focus on your schedule, it’s only going to get busier. I can help deal with everything else, you know how sick you get when you’re stressed.” 

You gave Joshua a small smile, you were glad that you had a friend like him to stick by you. Sure, Minyoung was always around to talk too but there was something that Joshua understood about you that she just didn’t and for that, you were grateful.

Eventually, you had to go for a fitting for your next photoshoot and Joshua headed back to the agency to take care business and that meant sending a message to Taehyung.

[5:25pm] Josh - So I just had lunch with Y/N...I told you something was bothering her this week

[5:30pm] Tae - Is it Yoongi? He’s been secretive about their phone conversations as of late

[5:31pm] Josh - According to her, they’re friends but she won’t say anything more...It’s actually about Hara…

[5:31pm] Tae - ?? Hara? I just finished practice, lets meet up.

After explaining what you had told him earlier, Joshua was surprised to see disbelief written on Taehyungs face. 

“She actually said that to Y/N?” Taehyun asked and Joshua nodded.

“You know Y/N wouldn’t lie and you can see the stress on her face...I could tell that she had been keeping it to herself for a while now…” Joshua said and Taehyung could see the concern on his friends face. “She doesn’t do well when she’s stressed out but also keeps a lot of things to herself. She’s strong that way but it can also be her weakness. Her sister’s the same way.” 

“Now it makes sense as to why she didn’t want to come back to the agency after we hung out the other day..” Taehyung said, “I’ll keep an ear out and let you know if anything happens…”

“Keep this between us though...I told Y/N i would take care of it but didn’t specify how.” Joshua said and Taehyung nodded, 

“Got it.”

A few weeks later, Taehyung invited you to the agency once again. They were having one of their final practices for their comeback and because you and Joshua would be away for the photoshoot during their comeback stage, they wanted you to come see the perfected dance before hand.

Unfortunately, because of the last photo shoot you had where you spent a lot of time in freezing cold water and that resulted you in getting the sniffles.

“You look like shit.” Taehyung said as you walked through the building towards BTS’s practice room. “Are you sure you aren’t too hot in all those layers?” 

“Thanks” you said sniffling, “And no I’m just find.” 

Taehyung rolled his eyes, “Once we’re done, you are going home got it?”

“You’re the one who made me come today!” you exclaimed as Taehyung opened the door and was greeted by Jin and Yoongi. 

“Hey guys.” you said waving at them, “Don’t get too close...I’m not feeling that great.” 

“Then why are you here?” Jimin asked and you pointed at Taehyung.

“She won’t be here for our comeback broadcast and you all said to bring her back if we ever hung out to see the final dance.” he stated, “But I don’t want her staying long so lets start and then she’s gonna go home.”

“Wait you aren’t going to be here for the comeback broadcast?” Yoongi asked once you had seen their performance. Which was perfect as you expected. 

“Josh and I are headed to one of the islands for a shoot the same day you guys have your broadcast.” you explained, “Don’t get too close. I told you, not feeling that great.” 

“Are you sure you’re going to be able to make that shoot Y/N?” Namjoon asked coming over to feel your forehead, “You should really rest instead.” 

“No way! I’ve been waiting forever to do a shoot with Joshua.” you said with a frown, “I just need to take some vitamins and I’ll be good as new” 

“Whatever you say Y/N...then go home. You need to rest.” Jin said pushing you out the door, “We probably won’t be able to see each other till you get back but have fun okay?” 

“Good luck guys. I’ll be rooting for you” you grinned tiredly and took the mask that Jungkook offered you. 

“I’ll check in on you later okay?” Yoongi said as he was the one who walked you to the buildings exit.  

“You don’t have to... “ you said with a shake of your head, “Focus on your comeback. That’s more important right now.” 

“Y/N…” Yoongi started but you held up your hand.

“Focus on your comeback. I’ll be fine.” you said and saw Hara coming down the hallway, “I’ll see you when I get back.” you said quickly and literally ran out the door. You had no intentions on having a confrontation with her when you were feeling like crap since it was bound to make you feel worse.

Yoongi stood at the entrance and watched you run down the street. “I would’ve walked her if she asked…” he muttered and looked to his left to see Hara standing behind him with a weird expression on her face. 

Ignoring her, he proceeded to make his way back to the practice room but not before catching the tail end of Hara’s thought that she said out loud.

“ Huh, I guess she really does have issues listening..” 

When he got back into the practice room, Taehyung cornered him.

“Nothing happened.” Yoongi said automatically.

“It’s not that.” Taehyung said as the rest of the boys came to join them, “I just think there’s something you need to know…” 

Later that evening, you woke up to the ring of your cellphone. You had gotten home earlier and literally went to crash in bed after taking the medication Minyoung had brought you knowing that you were getting sick just by the way you talked over the phone. 

“Hello?” you said into the receiver without checking the caller ID.” 

“Hey” Yoongi’s deep voice came over the line, “How are you feeling?”

“I think I feel worse than I did when I got home.” you admitted, “Are you done practice already?” 

“We ended about forty-five minutes ago.. I went back to the dorm while everyone else went out to eat.” he said, “So you’re leaving in two days huh.” 

“Yea, tomorrow Josh and I have a fitting and then we leave bright and early the next day.” you said, “Sorry we can’t make the broadcast...I know you guys will be great.” 

“Can I...say that I’ll miss you?” Yoongi asked and you could feel a blush creep up your cheeks.

“I’ll miss you too..” you said softly before letting out a large cough. “Take care of yourself okay?” 

“I should be the one telling you that. Make sure you stay hydrated and take meds and listen to your body.”  he said, “I should let you go so you can rest...I’ll touch base with you tomorrow…”  As much as he wanted to ask you about the Hara situation now, it really wasn’t the time and he more so wanted you to rest and not worry. He still didn’t know how you’d react if he found out so decided to keep it mum for now.

“Yes dad” you said and Yoongi could practically hear the roll of your eyes, “I’ll talk to you  tomorrow…Good night.” 

“Good night.” he said and the two of you hung up the phone. 

Yoongi laid down on his bed with his hands behind his head and let out a sigh, he had really wanted you there at his comeback performance but knew that work came first. He just hoped that you’d be well enough to actually complete the shoot. He couldn’t imagine how he would feel if anything happened to you. 

A few days passed and you were on your way to the shooting location with Joshua and your sister along with one of Seventeen’s managers. 

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Joshua asked with concern and you nodded.

“I’m fine” you said, “Just a small cough.” 

“Didn’t sound like that earlier” Minyoung said handing you some medicine. “Here take this, hopefully it pulls you through for the shoot and then we’ll head home tomorrow so you can rest.” 

“Got it.” you said with a nod before taking the medicine before letting out a big cough.

During the shoot, Joshua could tell that something was off with you. You had lost your footing a few times and had to hold him for support though every location was flat ground. 

One of the last shots was on top of a rocky area. By then you were feeling the effects of your sickness more so than not and was about to say something to Joshua but suddenly your world went black and all you heard were screams around you.

Meanwhile, BTS was at the broadcast station preparing for the live show which was in a few minutes when Taehyungs phone went off.

“I’ll be really quick.” he said to Namjoon once he saw Joshua’s phone on caller ID.

“Hey Josh whats up? How’s the shoot?” he asked but froze in his place when Joshua started talking.

“It’s fine. We’re done thankfully, I’m just at the hospital with Y/N right now.” he said casually and Taehyungs eyes almost bugged out of his head.

“Excuse me?” he asked, “Hospital? Is she okay?”  He was so happy he had stepped out of the room in order to avoid an audience. This would have definitely stirred the pot.

“She’s fine. She collapsed on set today. Don’t panic, me and her sister are here with her. I just wanted to let you know that we might not be able to make the broadcast tomorrow. Depending on what the tests come back as. They suspect that the cold turned into something worse but can’t be sure. She’s awake but has a mask for oxygen on since she can’t breath properly and I know that she has nightly calls with Yoongi” Joshua explained quickly, “Y/N just wanted me to tell you to tell Yoongi AFTER the broadcast. She knows how important this is to him and she doesn’t want anyone worrying right now.”

“Well I’m worried. Doesn’t that count?” Taehyung asked and he could hear Joshua chuckle, 

“She said that paybacks a bitch for the last time you made her worry when you wiped out.” Joshua said, “Shit, I gotta go, she’s coughing up a storm again. Good luck telling Yoongi!” 

At the click of the line, Taehyung stared at his phone, hospital, and a broken wrist. What the heck? 

“Yo, Taehyung let’s go” Namjoon called and noticed that his member was slightly pale. “Is everything okay?” 

Taehyung shook himself out of this thoughts and looked around to see if Yoongi was present and thanked the heavens that he was not.

“This stays between us for now until we’re done the show okay? We can’t have anyone worrying right now...and by anyone, I mean Yoongi” he said looking at the leader and Namjoon paled but nodded his head so he continued.

“Y/N’s in the hospital right now. She collapsed on set earlier today. Josh and Minyoung are with her along with some Pledis staff but they’re waiting for test results to come back right now. Depending on the results, they might not be able to make the broadcast tomorrow.” 

Namjoon gulped, he agreed that this was something that Yoongi should not know about before the broadcast was over. He knew that the rapper would lose his shit once he found out and thought of a brilliant idea.

“We’ll let Jin tell him later. Lets go.” he said patting Taehyungs back and lead him towards the group that was waiting.

“Took you guys long enough.” Yoongi commented and Taehyung along with Namjoon shared a look. “Let’s go. We’re already running late.”

As the group walked off the stage, Namjoon pulled Jin back in order to tell him what Taehyung had told him before.

“Seriously? How!?” Jin asked shocked and Namjoon shrugged his shoulders, he only knew so much.

“Can you tell Yoongi? If you tell him, he should be able to keep his cool…” Namjoon requested and Jin nodded his head.

“If I must…” he said with a sigh and soon the news had spread quickly about your condition and the only member not to know was Yoongi.

As everyone was getting ready to leave, Jin noticed Yoongi looking down at his phone with a frown. It wasn’t a secret that the two of you had nightly conversations after practice and he guessed that Yoongi was expecting something about the broadcast.

Putting his hand on Yoongi’s shoulder, the rapper turned around to look at the oldest member of the group.

“What’s up?” he asked as Jin sighed.

“Just know that I was nominated to tell you this and if you freak out, I will shove my dirty socks in your mouth got it?” he asked and Yoongi only looked at Jin with confusion.

“Y/N’s collapsed on set today...from what we know, she managed to hold out till the end of the shoot but blacked out not too long after.” 

“What the F-“ Yoongi started as his eyes widened. “Why am I only hearing about this now?! Is she okay?!”

“She’s fine...just the flu.” Taehyung said looking at the latest text message from Josh. Your test results came back normal and had barely eaten that day which added to your weak immune system. 

“Do you think you would’ve been able to focus today if you knew her condition?” Jin asked and Yoongi stayed silent knowing the oldest member was right. Had he found out earlier on about your condition, he would’ve wanted to come see you right away regardless of where you were. 

“She’s the one who asked us not to tell you. She wanted you to focus on the comeback stage.” Taehyung explained, “It’s how Y/N is. Are you sure you two aren’t more than friends” he asked with a raised eyebrow. He had never seen Yoongi so worried over someone like this before outside of family. 

“She’s just a friend like she is to you guys.” Yoongi said, “How could I be with someone I barely know?” 

“You talk every single day though. What more do you need to know about her?” Taehyung asked and Yoongi gave him a fed up look. “Plus, you’ve been crushing on her way longer than the two of you have known each other and I know she feels the same way about you.” 

“What are you even trying to do Tae?” Yoongi asked and Taehyung shrugged his shoulders with a small smile.

“I’m trying to give my two good friends a push in the right direction and hoping they see in each other what I see in them.” he responded as he got into the van and looked at Yoongi. “Are you coming?” 

Yoongi shook his head, “I’m going to head back to the studio and do some work.” he was pretty sure that it’d be almost impossible to fall asleep when he was worried about you.

“Okay then, we’ll see you later.” Taehyung said closing the door.

It was just after midnight and Yoongi was working on a piece when his phone rang and he answered it without looking at the caller ID. What he didn’t expect was to hear your voice on the other side.

“Are you okay?” he asked as you gave him the affirmative. “Why aren’t you asleep?” 

“The medication wore off and I can’t go back to sleep. Hospitals and I don’t really get along.” you answered and paused when you heard music in the background. “Are you working on something right now? I could let you go…” 

“Don’t think about hanging up Y/N. I’m in the studio right now doing some work.” he said cutting you off. “I just didn’t expect to hear from you tonight after hearing what happened.” 

“You should be back at the dorms resting though. You just had your first comeback performance.” you said and Yoongi chuckled, “I didn’t know who to call..” you said in a small voice.

Yoongi froze at the tone of your voice and his face softened. “I’m happy you called me and I’m glad that you’re okay.” he said getting up and going to lie on his couch, the work forgotten on his computer. “So Taehyung asked if we were more than friends today.” 

“Why am I not surprised? I doubt our nightly phone calls have gone unnoticed” you stated with a slight giggle though your voice came off scratchy, “You do make it pretty obvious.” 

“You try living with six other people.” he shot, “I don’t know how many times Jin’s walked into my room without knocking for no reason other than to say hi just to see what I’m up to.”

“He does it cause he can.” you said giggling as you heard Yoongi groan.

“I know.” his voice was muffled and you figured he had his hand on his face. 

“How are comeback promotions coming along?” you asked curiously.

“We’re lined up for shows all week and then we’re taking a small break after promotions.” he answered,”I was thinking...Do you maybe want to hang out after promotions are done?” 

“Is...this your way of asking me out on a date?” you asked with slightly wide eyes, was this seriously happening? 

“Would you say yes if it was?” Yoongi asked hesitantly and then smiled when he heard your small squeal that you had tried to conceal. 

“I’d love to go on a date with you.” you whispered and Yoongi let  out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. 

“That’s awesome...I’ll set everything up and let you know when and where.” he said before looking at the clock, “You should get some rest, you’re sick and you still have to come home tomorrow.” 

“Will you go to sleep?” you quietly asked knowing that he would probably end up spending the night at the studio. “Or take a small nap? You still have to perform tomorrow and we don’t need another person in the hospital.” 

“We’ll see, I was working on something earlier that I want to finish up.” he said and he heard you let out a sigh.

“Just try to get some rest...please?” you asked.

“I’ll try…” Yoongi said, ‘only for you though’

“Good” you said let out a yawn, “Good night Yoongi, I’m looking forward to our date.”

“Good night Y/N. Feel better kay?” 

“Kay” you said just as the line went dead and Yoongi put his phone down and looked up at the ceiling, “I could use a nap…” he thought to himself as his eyes drifted close.

Next update: Friday 3pm

[seoulscenarios]

College AU! Lee Felix

We’re finally on the home stretch, the end is near for this series!! thank you for the immense amount of support you guys are giving us it means the world xxx

-Major: Musical Theatre

-Minor: none, he has no time outside of rehearsals

-Sports: the same martial arts club as Woojin but he specialises in taekwondo, he’s the college’s star taekwondo player and even won them several medal in the nation championships he like a god on campus tbh,, also plays soccer but isn’t officially part of the team bc he has too many other commitments with his course though sometimes they do call him up if they’re in DIRE need of a player

-Clubs: film club, just bc he likes to watch films and listen to other people’s opinion of films tbh (and he can take naps if the film is boring lmao), is also the deputy of the musical theatre society so he has a lot of power of what musicals they covered

-Felix for the last time we’re NOT doing Wicked and if we ever did I point blank REFUSE to cast you as Glinda bc you are a “cute blonde”

-But pleeaaaaaaase I’ll do more vocal training!

-Felix NO, Glinda is a soprano and you struggle to hit even the alto notes most days

-ONE CHANCE

-NO

-Felix chose to do musical theatre bc it combines his love of singing and dancing and being completely over the top,, like have you ever seen a musical at least one character wasn’t kinda over the top

-When he was a kid his parents took him to see The Lion King and he was in awe of it that he decided that he wanted to be in musical theatre ever since then

-At first, he helped out backstage with props, makeup, costume etc. during his school years and it wasn’t until his first year of high school that the director encouraged him to actually audition

-Everyone was extremely shocked that the deep voiced backstage genius could actually sing extremely well,,, like who’d have thought that

-Whilst he wasn’t the best singer he still got cast in a supporting role and he had the time of his life,,, now he got to experience what the actors did when he put them through stuff and he even did his own damn makeup as well during rehearsals

-So yeah up until he graduated Felix went to star in other musicals put on by his school and by his last year he was finally made principal role and he was all big smiles when the cast list went up and he was beaming for days and went into rehearsals with a fully learned script that was all highlighted and sticky notes on the front with potential prop/costume/makeup ideas on he’s just a wholesome boy

-Tho nothing prepared him for the sheer STRESS of being the main character as well as helping out the younger kids, organising props and costumes AND choreographing (can confirm this is the worst and happened to me, it was HELL)

-So yeah, Felix loved musical theatre and was pretty much accepted straight away onto the college course bc of his bright personality and beautiful voice, not to mention he was pretty much an all rounder when it came to the industry so they were delighted to accept him

-However,,, felix missed the accommodation deadline so ended up messaging all the college facebook boards asking if anyone was looking for a flatmate or house share,,, it was chan who saw this and was like yes my son pls join me

-Chan and Felix have this weird father/son/best friend dynamic, like chan would always pack Felix with a lunchbox and water bc he knew that Felix would forget especially when he was rushing round bc he was nearly late for dance class but they also played video games and had wrestling matches in their dorm for ??? no reason ??

-One time Woojin walked in on them arm wrestling and he was like ??? is that how friendship is formed in Australia ??? how bizarre before helping himself to snacks as Felix lost and decided to flip Chan over taekwondo style and Woojin just watched as he munched on some Cheetos or something

-It was just a bit weird but they had come to accept it,,, besides Felix loved being looked after bc it meant he didn’t have to cook food or anything bc chan really enjoyed it lmao

-Felix’s favourite class by far was his dance class

-He was one of the star dancers of the group and loved to help out to choreograph routines for literally every dance number

-Like,, u need ballet for At The Ballet from A Chorus Line??? He’s got you covered. Jazz sequence for West Side Story? He got you COVERED

-He’s just a very talented boy,, though he admits that he may not be the best technically bc he hasn’t received formal dance training whilst at high school he just had the ability to pick up the dance quickly and wasn’t afraid to ask for help when he needed it

-Hell, he even dragged Minho after he finished class one day so he could get pointers on where  he could improve and Minho was like,,, fine but pls buy me coffee I’m DYING (yes Minho does have a coffee addiction,, it’s a problem tbh)

-Felix was an extremely talented kid but he got all shy whenever someone complimented his dancing, or his acting but ESPECIALLY his singing

-Bc even to this day,, he was still nervous about singing

-Like he knew he could sing,,, but in comparison to some of the other people on his course he wasn’t exactly the most confident in his singing ability

-He often went to the music practice rooms so he could practice his songs over and over again until his throat was sore and chan had to make him honey and lemon tea when he got back from practice

-Please protect this soft boy

-Also,,, you KNOW that the boys were his biggest fans whenever he was in shows

-His first project performance happened and he managed to get all of his friends tickets on the front row (how he did this was unknown to literally everyone bc it’s practically impossible)

-He was extremely nervous bc his friends had never seen him perform in a musical before and it was his FIRST college performance how could he not be nervous

-The project was a piece celebrating the different genres and songs from iconic musicals and Felix was the centre for the Rent portion

-(But can you just imagine Felix in Mark’s red and blue knitted sweater and wearing circle glasses whilst he dances to La Vie Boheme??? Okay it would be the best thing ever convince me otherwise)

-He needn’t have been worried bc as soon as he stood on stage and the music kicked in, he was Mark Cohen singing about the death of Bohemia and jumping around the stage like he was born to be there

-He doesn’t remember much of that performance bc he was whisked off stage to prepare for another song but he does remember how the audience (read: the boys) screamed his name as he ran off stage

-The rest of the show went incredibly well and as he came out for his bow, he saw Chan wiping a stray tear as Jeongin laughed at him and Felix had to stop himself from feeling the urge of crying bc his hyung was

-They waited for him as he collected all of his belongings from backstage, too lazy to wipe his makeup off figuring he could just do it home

-When he stepped into the auditorium, all 8 of them pulled him to a bone crushing hug for a good 5 minutes before he literally had to push them off him so he could BREATHE

-Chan pulled him for one more hug, mumbling into his neck about how proud he was of Felix and damn,,, Felix nearly started crying

-It wasn’t until Chan was prompted to let go off him so they could give him his flowers (Changbin claims he was coerced into it when he gave them to him but u know that he went and sought out the best flower shop the day before so they could get the flower bouquet ready for the next day uwu)

-Felix laughed when Changbin handed over the smile and just tapped his cheek, tilting it towards Changbin

-Changbin BLUSHED like hell before giving Felix a peck on the cheek

-Felix would like to go on record to say no he did not squeal happily when Seo Changbin kissed his cheek thank you that is a LIE

-Anyway all the other boys just hollered at them except Minho and Jeongin bc,,, affection??? No thank u

-After they had their little celebration, Chan and Woojin announced that they were taking them out for bbq bc of how well Felix performed and they all whooped in excitement, honestly thrilled that mum and dad were taking them out for food

-Jisung, walking to the bbq place: thank every deity under the sun I’ve not eaten a proper meal since I left home 4 months ago

-Minho: well, this might be your last

-Jisung: :O

-Minho: :)

-Legend has it that the 9 boys who entered the restaurant nearly fully cleared out the entire restaurant’s kitchen but it has yet to be confirmed, reports say, stay tuned in to see if it ever does (hint: it doesn’t)

-Your first meeting with Felix is very different and honestly, you wish to erase it from your memory

-You were part of the musical theatre department, focusing on the backstage aspect with particular focus on lighting and sound

-You knew of Felix, bc how could you not, but you never worked with him beyond getting prompts from the director as to when to light him or turn his mic on

-As much as Felix wanted to go and meet all the backstage crew when they were practicing all together it just wasn’t feasible bc he could not justify running to the sound box just to say hi right in the middle of practice

-And he didn’t have any time in between classes bc your classes were on at the same time as his

-The only time he got to at least have some form of greeting was when he waved at you so you could see what he looks like for your lighting cues

-Felix was sad bc he wanted to say hi and wish everyone good luck for the upcoming performance but he couldn’t as he was rushed off his feet with rehearsals and class bless his soul

-After the performance finished, some of the practical course students asked the backstage crew if they’d like to go to karaoke once they had tidied up

-Everyone agreed, tho u weren’t actually there bc you were in the lightbox above the stage but once you got there all your friends were like !!!!!! Y/N THEY INVITED US TO KARAOKE YOU HAVE TO COME

-You just rolled your eyes and let yourself be dragged towards the karaoke rooms

-At first, you were a bit awkward bc you had never hung out with the actual musical theatre kids as you mainly stuck with ur lighting crew buddies but you were willing to give them a chance

-The first few songs were a little bit serious and you were kinda bored so you went up to the machine and were like “let’s liven up the place a bit”

-Well it was at this point that Felix walked into the room, late bc he was going through some notes with the director, and saw you on top of the table screaming your lungs out to American Idiot whilst everyone screamed along with you

-Well Felix wasn’t one to ignore a party esp when Green Day was playing so he grabbed the other microphone from Jihyo’s hand and began to scream along with you

-You grinned, grabbing his hand and pulling him onto the table with you

-The two of you jammed out and nearly broke it but honestly,,, it was worth it bc you got to hear Felix’s beautiful laugh for yourself uwu

-When the song finished the two of you were just stood on the table panting and grinning wildly at each other before he hopped off and offered you his hand so you could get off the table my HEART

-Felix pulled you over to the sofa and introduced himself to you

-“I’m Felix, musical theatre student”

-“I’m Y/N, also a musical theatre student but not practical, I work backstage but you would probably find me in the lighting box or the sound booth”

-“OH I remember you, you did the lighting for the dance performance today right?” he asked excitedly

-“Yes I did” you couldn’t help but grin back at him,,, bc hello is smile is beautiful and contagious as hell!!!

-The two of you chatted as best as you could over the sound of Jihyo and Youngjae crooning another love song down the microphones

-You just shook your head, gesturing Felix over to the machine so he could pick a new song

-Well,,, he interrupted the love fest and the sound of Wonderwall bled through the speakers and you started crying in laughter as Felix introduced the song “so anyway here’s Wonderwall”

-The two of you did a very dramatic re-enactment of the song and Felix couldn’t help but smile when you were basically screaming down the microphone during the chorus

-Your friends just watched in part hate,,, bc hello its Wonderwall and part admiration bc how the hell could two people who have only just met do such an in-sync performance of a well hated song????

-Magic, Youngjae told Jaebum as they both watched in disgust as you threw yourselves across the room in some form of contemporary dance??? Youngjae definitely didn’t know what he was witnessing but he wasn’t sure he liked it

-So anyway the night ends with relatively few casualties, only one broken glass that Dowoon  managed to cut himself on and Jae somehow managed to lose his voice???? But other than that,,, it was a fun night

-As people parted ways, Felix noticed you walking the other way and he quickly ran after you throwing goodbyes to whoever was left

-“HEY Y/N WAIT UP!”

-You whipped around, not expecting Felix to be running after you

-Like,, wtf?

-You waited for Felix to catch up with you before you asked him why he ran after you

-“I just,,,, wanted to make sure you got home safely and besides I live this way too so I thought we could walk together!”

-You just smiled at his bright response and the two of you walked back to your accommodation talking about literally every topic under the sun

-He told you all about Australia and his flatmate Chan

-Don’t tell anyone but Chan is actually CB97 from 3RACHA

-You mean the underground rap group that is supposedly made up 3 college students

-The very same

-DUDE THAT’S SO COOL YOU HAVE TO SNEAK ME IN ONE DAY I’VE BEEN TRYING FOR MONTHS YOU KNOW

-Let me into the lighting box and consider it done

-You have a deal Felix pleasure doing business with you

-(felix pulls through a few weeks later and the two of jam just a little too hard and seungmin is extremely embarrassed to say that he knew the two of you)

-As it turns out, you live in the same apartment block as Felix and he actually walked you to your flat just so he could make sure you got home safely n u were like,,,, mate it’s a bit too much but okay

-Felix began to walk away as you unlocked your door before you heard footsteps approach you and you quickly turned around, brandishing your keys in the assailants’ face

-The assailant, however, was Felix who just looked at you in shock before laughing

-“Well, least I know you’re capable of defending yourself haha”

-“You asshole oh my god you scared me what do you want from me?”

-“Your number”

-O H

-Felix was very straightforward huh, you thought as he took his phone out of his pocket and handed it you

-You punched in your number and handed it back to him

-All the while, Felix was just smiling at you bc HECK he found you cute

-Ever since that night you and Felix became fast friends and yes, you did let him into the lighting box and teach him how to operate the basics bc Felix was hella interested in all aspects of musical theatre not just being on the stage

-You admired that quality about him bc many of the other students just took lighting and sound for granted and just tapped their foot impatiently as you configured the mic pack to the sound booth before handing it to them

-Not Felix though

-He would make conversation with you and even let you secure his microphone properly and you won’t lie that you felt yourself getting a little flustered as you hooked the mic round his ears and as you pulled back to see if it needed adjusting he was just smiling softly at you

-HECK

-Felix found you super cute when you were concentrating and he got distracted once as you were fixing the lights on stage than Jihyo had to literally smack the back of his head bc he was too focused on you lmao

-In his spare time he often begged you to let him see your notes for lighting and sound bc he was genuinely curious and wanted to see if he could figure out what all the codes were

-You just threw the script at him and told him to stop pestering you or else you would stop stocking up on timtams

-Felix never did pester you again, his love of timtams got the better of him

-So yeah,, you and Felix were hella close now

-You even found yourself going on “dates” (that’s what your friends called them, dismissing your protests claiming it was just a friends thing) with him

-And by dates, I mean the two of you went shopping together and had dinner afterwards, going to coffee shops and hell you even let Felix practice new makeup on you so he could improve his skills

-Felix,,, why the hell have you literally painted my whole damn face with cat features!

-We’re studying CATS okay let me LIVE

-I know for a fact you’re not bc literally yesterday you told me that your focus in class at the moment was Starlight Express and the last time I checked,,, that was about trains and people on roller skates not CATS

-You,,,, you’ve got me there I’m sorry

-Anyway,, before you knew it you found yourself falling hopelessly for Felix

-It didn’t help that you were preparing for the final musical of the year and you were practically assigned to work with Felix

-(You can bet your right sock that the rest of the lighting crew were in on this as they snickered whenever you were testing a new microphone with Felix and you began to blush, causing Felix to ask you if you were feeling okay and your crew were like GET IT Y/N)

-Little did you know that Felix was crushing on you as well bc well,,, everything you did was a distraction and he found himself thinking about you practically every day

-His class mates had noticed and told the lighting crew and they were like UGH FINALLY YOU NOTICED and they made a betting pool to see who would confess first

-Most bets were on Felix tbh, he was a loud outgoing kid so he probably had more guts do it than you

-Only a few lone members of the lighting crew stayed loyal to you bc they had a hunch you would confess at the end of the show

-Ah the show,,,

-It’s always stressful preparing for the show and Felix had ended up with the part of Enjolras in their production of Les Miserables

-The two of you were rushed off your feet bc the rehearsal process was actual HELL and it was hell both on stage and offstage

-Like Felix had to learn a whole new type of musical, with very little dance in it, and he was stressed bc he didn’t think he was doing a good job of portraying his character

-Whilst you,,, had the horrible task of designing lighting for an entire show (how you had ended up with that horrible task was beyond you but here you were, wishing for the show to be over so this hell would STOP)

-But alas,, the weeks running up the first performance were crazy and you barely had time to even text Felix bc half of your day was spent running through lighting with the crew and the other half was spent correcting your errors bc the director was a grouchy piece of work n nothing was perfect

-You missed spending time with Felix bc he could make you feel happy and relaxed with just a smile but every time you saw him offstage he seemed,,, a little off and distracted

-Just as you were about to go and ask if he was okay, you were whisked away by one of the sound people bc one of the mics weren’t working

-You never forgot the look on his face though

-Before you knew it, opening night was upon you and the theatre was in full work mode getting everything into position ready for when the audience came in

-Before the actors had arrived however, you snuck in backstage and dropped off a small bouquet of flowers onto Felix’s makeup station with a note that read “I’m sure you’ve got this Apollo”, a bottle of water and a timtam that had strict instructions to eat AFTER the show

-You giggled as you saw Felix wandering round with a small smile on his face, twiddling the note in his fingers unsure of who this was

-Throughout the performance your eyes were drawn to Felix almost like a magnet bc he was captivating as the leader of the revolution and tears actually started to trickle down your face as he sang Do You Hear the People Sing

-Like,,, you were so damn proud of how he was performing considering literally yesterday he was moping around

-As the show week progressed you left bigger bouquets of flowers with different encouraging notes and snacks on them and every day you saw Felix’s smile grow wider and his performance grow stronger

-As the final night rolled around you decided that today was the day

-You were going to confess your feelings to Felix

-You didn’t leave flowers this time, just a note that read

-If you want to know who I am, find me after the show. I’ll be the one with the bouquet of red roses love XXXX

-When Felix read this he was extremely nervous bc all week he had hoped for some sign as to who it was yet all of a sudden they were going to just reveal themselves?

-He didn’t know how he was going to react but secretly,,, he hoped it was you and if it wasn’t he wasn’t sure how he was going to react

-So anyway,, the show went on and by the end of it the whole audience was in tears

-When the actors came on for their individual bows you heard Felix’s friends literally roaring his name,, and was that Changbin holding a Felix banner and standing in his seat??

-When the bows for the technical team were happening you ended up locking eyes with Felix and he was just grinning at you, even as they moved around the theatre

-The final bow happened and you cracked your fingers, knowing it was time

-You bid the rest of your crew goodbye before picking up a bouquet of roses that were underneath the desk and they were like !!!!!! omg they’re going to do it?!?! And you just grinned, pressing a finger to your lips and sneaking out into the main auditorium

-You were slightly nervous bc heck,,, his best friends were here as well and they knew you and if they saw you they would not shut up

-They saw you anyway but Chan had literally choked Felix out to stop him from yelling at you and the rest of the boys were kinda scared so they just left you alone,, wondering if you were going to confess to Felix bc quite honestly,,,, they were sick of Felix’s pining over you lmao

-Before you knew it, the actors began spilling out into the auditorium and your heart began to beat rapidly, waiting for Felix to appear

-When he did you gasped a little bc honestly,, how dare he look so good with his blonde hair all curled and slight traces of makeup still around his eyes with a tired smile on his eyes

-You saw his eyes dart around the room, undoubtedly looking for the red roses you had told him about

-He eyes lit up and started to walk towards you so you decided to remove the flowers from your face

-Felix’s eyes literally widened and his pace picked up

-You just smiled before literally running to him and throwing yourself around his body and kissing him square on the lips

-W O W

-You didn’t plan on doing that but it worked I guess

-The whole auditorium burst into raucous applause, finally glad that the two of you had gotten together after literally almost a year of pining like wtf guys come on

-Chan wiped a tear before motioning to the other boys to go over to the two of you

-You had broken the kiss and were resting your heads together, giggling when the boys approached you uwu

-“So, Y/N you’re finally dating Felix hyung? Took you long enough” jeongin stated bluntly

-“JEONGIN YOU CANT JUST ASK THEM THAT JE-“

-“yes we are dating” Felix said, kissing your temple softly and wrapping an arm around your waist and the other one cradling the bouquet of roses you gave him

-DATING FELIX:

-Oh god it’s a whole MESS dating this boy istg

-Like where to even begin

-For a start, he’s even more smiley and insufferable during class bc he’s like yeah I’m dating the cute lighting technician whilst u Jackie are dating??? Who again exactly? I lost count after you dumped Jaebum bc you found Mark more attractive but then Mark refused to date you bc ??? I forgot tbh

-He literally runs his mouth too much that you literally had to fly from your class to his so you could slap a damn over his mouth so he would shut up

-He didn’t mean to be mean but honestly,,,, he was just saying what the whole class was thinking n you were like babe, I know Jackie is like that but pls keep your mouth shut otherwise if Jackie comes for you I refuse to help you

-B A B E

-Oh yeah, felix definitely calls you babe more than your actual name which makes seungmin fake vomit into his work every time he hears felix call you that

-You just stick your tongue out and call Felix baby and right that’s it Seungmin is transferring college bc he’s SICK of all the affection going round atm

-Date nights are mainly just movie nights bc you and felix are so damn tired all the time after class and there’s nothing better than cuddling him after a long day of class

-Whilst the film is playing you like to lay on half on top of him so you can see his face as he lazily tells you about the ballet workshop he went to that morning

-You just loved listening to him talk and you also liked to rest your head on his chest, feeling relaxed by the steady lull of his heartbeat and the way his chest moved up and down

-More often than not you would fall asleep like this and Chan would find you there at 2am when he went to get a glass of water and he would throw another blanket over you, tucking you in so you didn’t get cold during the night

-(You never did bc Felix is the literal embodiment of the sun in two ways,,, his personality and his damn body heat)

-Also hear me out,, you would take felix to the lighting box on weekends and teach him new lighting methods and you loved watching him being a giddy child when he got it right that you would reward him with kisses whenever he did bc it made the both of you giggle

-Honestly,,, kissing felix? A blessing you weren’t quite sure you deserved though he assured you everyday that you did bc he was always kissing ur forehead, nose, cheeks u name it

-One thing you loved doing was gently tracing the freckles on his face before lightly peppering them with kisses

-It made Felix blush like CRAZY but he loved it bc it was you and you were being cute as heck

-Other date nights included karaoke with the boys and the two of you confusing all of them when you yelled that your song was playing when Wonderwall came on

-Woojin,,, are they being serious right now?

-You know Chan, I really wish I knew

-Study dates weren’t really a thing the two of you did bc you were on such a practical course with not much studying,, but you still liked to go to coffee shops and rehearse lines with him when he had a show coming up or accompanying him to the dance studio when he had a dance project due in

-You being Felix’s biggest fan? Confirmed.

-Going along to every single one of Felix’s taekwondo matches and yelling alongside Changbin as Felix flipped his opponent over??? OF COURSE

-Though, people always wondered which one of you was actually dating Felix until Felix ran over to you and kissed you on the lips and not Changbin lmao

-You always greeted Felix with a bouquet of red roses at the end of each of his performances and he still blushed bc he still couldn’t believe you confessed before he did

-So he decided to reverse the situation and surprised you with flowers during the bows of the last night of one his shows

-Like,,, he called the lighting crew down under the pretence of giving them praise but the ulterior motive,,,, he gave you flowers on stage and then kissed your cheek UWU

-The two of you were the powerhouse couple of the theatre department that everyone was envious of bc you just understood each other so well???? Not to mention between the two of you, you could literally run an entire theatre by yourselves and still have sold out shows

-Just wow,,, you were THAT couple

hi i would like a lee felix pls he’s cute as HECK and i just wanna compliment his freckles till the end of my days goodbye x

[watolocke]

Watolock Figure Skating AU

So this all came to me at once and I wrote a lot of plot points and possible moments down. I’m not much of a fic writer so if you want to force yourself through this disconnected block of text, have fun! I sent this to the Miss Sherlock Discord but I’ll give it its moment in the Tumblr tag lmao.

Sherlock began as a rising star in the junior figure skating community when she was 15, holding an excellent track record of consecutive wins. She had excellent technical skills and creative flair. Her interaction with fans was minimal but she remained popular regardless. 

Unfortunately her teenage years appeared to be the peak of her career when her abilities began to crash after the death of her parents (and some other secret angsty backstory involving figure skating) soon after she turned 20. She began crashing in competitions and her renowned self-choreographed routines fell flat. Her heart and soul was no longer in it.

The only time she feels fully at ease on the ice in her early 20s is in private.

Wato is a hobbyist when it comes to skating. While she is fascinated by the sport she is by no means a religious competition follower and while she could probably list a handful of names she's read about, she wouldn't be quick to recognise. Admittedly she is a bit of nerd surrounding the physics of figure skating jumps.

She uncovered years old tape recordings of the Olympics in her parents' attic and pored over the figure skating footage in her free time while getting through high school. (I honestly just needed an excuse for her not to be a Figure Skating Fangirl who would know Sherlock immediately).

She continues to practise into her college years when she has short breaks between working for her medical degree. It's always in public rinks and it is never more than a hobby.

Kimie Hatano is the rink owner. Gentaro Reimon is Sherlock's coach. Tatsuya Shibata is a pairs skater.#

Their first encounter is at the end of Sherlock's private rink time. She begins to unlace at the back to avoid being rudely talked to or god forbid, asked a question.

Enter the public. Among the groups of friends and couples, a shorter frantic woman stumbles in. She's hefting an assortment of bags and dressed terribly in Sherlock's opinion. Sherlock watches her hastily tie her laces connected to her ratty old skates and push in earphones before she steps onto the ice amidst the rush. For some unknown reason she seems to stand out despite the lacklustre attire. Her expression is just so full of will and determination.

She is soon gliding effortlessly and stepping rhymically across the ice the best she can amidst the admittedly sparse public. There are stammers and blips occasionally and it would be a lie if Sherlock didn't admit one or two falls escaped the woman. It wasn't completely fluent but the beauty and luminescence of the her character easily erased the most minor of errors.

She begins to slide into more advanced step sequences before launching into a series of single jumps. Sherlock hadn't been aware, hadn't even considered the thought, that what she'd seen had simply been a warmup for this assumed amateur. She throws herself without almost any hesitation, catching herself when she underestimates a landing. She continues, never letting the proud glow leave her eyes.

There's a moment where she seems to *prepare* herself, remaining motionless on the ice and taking a breath before she sets off again. Moving with unexpected strength and a spark in her eye. Jump. Sherlock holds her own breath as she sees this woman take off with the clear ambition of a toe loop. One revolution. Two. Three. Landing. Slicing into the ice on the right back outside edge, she lands with only a slight wobble. An almost flawless triple toe. Sherlock is enraptured. Of course, she can do such moves in her sleep but, here she is... Awestruck.

Frozen in place, Sherlock doesn't appear to notice the glee and surprise on the woman's face as she pushes herself to the exit, breathing heavily and reaching for a discarded bottle of water by her bag.

Sherlock practically falls out of her seat in an attempt to catch the woman during her break. Sherlock knows how much she herself despises being interrupted. She fills with a strange emotion as she approaches slowly in the building afternoon crowds. Nerves? She has not been noticed. She could still turn away. No, not Sara Shelly Futaba! She's a figure skating prodigy... with nerves of steel! And really she should take note of potential competition that could jeopardize her consistent wins.

Sherlock: Who's your coach?

Wato, pulling out her earphones: Eh? Sorry?

Sherlock: Do you have a coach?

Wato, looking bemused.

Sherlock, taking in Wato's scuffed and worn skates and attire: No! Of course you don't. What am I thinking! 

Wato, quickly growing angry and scoffing in disbelief.

Sherlock, failing lamely: No no... No! Sorry I just... Uh, what's your name? 

Wato: Tachibana... [Sherlock is clearly waiting for her to elaborate] Wato.

Sherlock: [to herself] Tachibana Wato... Listen- [cut off by phone buzzing, glances away] Ugh..! Listen- [Wato has disappeared; initiate frustrated Sherlock stomps and hair mussing]

Sherlock rushes out instantly, knowing she has no time to hunt down this newly named mystery girl without incurring the wrath of her ballet instructor. She spends the whole lesson a little out of focus and enamoured by Wato. It certainly doesn't go unnoticed. She's endlessly teased by Shibata on the sidelines as her (usually flawless) form is corrected. Sherlock obviously gives him a murderous look and already has 4 possible scenarios in which she can end his career.

The next time she's at the rink, she casually attempts to ask around about a Wato Tachibana. Yet we all know that Sherlock lacks any semblance of discreetness and of course Kimie Hatano, rink owner and Sherlock's designated moral support, knows the "sweet girl who has been showing up for about a week now and oh! She is so lovely, she'd probably even like you, Sherlock! Whoops, I didn't mean that..! Anyway, since you like her so much I'll introduce you both!". Cue Sherlock indignantly denying any interest but not denying the offer.

Mrs Hatano is endlessly encouraging Sherlock to speak to Wato but let's face it... She's a hopeless lesbian. 

Wato has just returned from a gap year in Syria she took in pursuit of her dream as a doctor. She was doing training as a nurse and was further encouraged to chase a higher medical career. Now in the summer building up to her final year in university before she enters medical school she is taking her free time to pursue an outside hobby she enjoys to lessen the pressure of such a demanding course.

She becomes close friends with Mrs Hatano during her visits and praises Wato each time she sees her but Wato is much too humble and even unaware to admit she's any good. Mrs Hatano remarks on her days as an ice dancer and all the many incredible men and women she met (in more ways than one). Wato laughs along at her stories that would be unbelievable if they weren't coming from her lips. Sherlock is often seen moping in the sidelines lamenting her inability to approach Wato after their awkward first encounter.

After some long, hard talks with Mrs Hatano Wato decides that she can afford to fish out money for a few lessons, purely to occupy her summer *obviously*. Sherlock, who is usually opposed to assisting any beginner's lessons jumps at the chance when Mrs Hatano mentions Wato. 

However, the instructor insists she just show what she can do first lesson while Sherlock is lurking in the back of the rink seating. Wato gets off to a shaky start due to her nerves but is soon smoothly gliding across the ice and doing moves, slowly increasing in difficulty. Amid this she is periodically throwing out single and double jumps. Sherlock is convinced she needs to speak to this girl and maybe advise her on how to improve her technique. Sherlock can already see the magic if Wato were to improve her rotations and unstable landings. Although these things never come out quite as smoothly she skates...

So unfortunately the first time they speak sherlock unintentionally comes off as pretentious and the two get into some verbal combat despite being interested in each other.

Kento definitely approaches Sherlock later and she pouts and mopes about how badly she handled that situation but that Wato was *totally* in the wrong too..!

Sherlock thought she was being constructive when advising wato on her technique but she was just pointing out everything wrong. She didn't have time to get to the positives before Wato was offended and began the verbal warfare.

They also both make the mistake of going to Mrs Hatano, wondering how they could apologise. Mrs Hatano, of course, has a genius idea: Coffee. However, when both women arrive and suddenly there's four coffees between the two of them. There's a lot of uncomfortable fumbling and light blushes as they talk over each other attempting to defend themselves. Sherlock tries to act cold and unaffected but they're eventually both giggling. 

Conversation is still awkward as they both lace up before Wato's first proper lesson but Sherlock lightly nudges Wato before shoving a piece of chocolate in her hand. Before Wato can reply Sherlock has turned away, shoved on her skate guards and marched off. And lucky she did because she may have melted if she saw the soft smile Wato had on her face.

Next thing you know Sherlock is pretending nothing happened and patiently leading Wato in a beginner's class. Sherlock notoriously doesn't have the patience for *anyone*. Period. On the side we have a slightly stunned Mrs Hatano. Sherlock is so caught up in explaining successful landing technique in detail that she doesn't even notice them. Shibata films it as "blackmail material" but Sherlock steals his phone. Before deleting the video she sends it to herself... because Wato looks so cute in it but she'll never let anyone in on that.

As first professional lessons usually go, Wato falls over an unimaginable amount of times by over-rotating on her jumps and Sherlock rushes over each time to check that she's alright.

Wato, grinning: You know I'm getting a medical degree, right?

Sherlock, holding the sides of her face gazing very intently at Wato's pupils: You can't determine your own concussion!

They probably look in each other's eyes for a few moments too long before clearing their throats and getting back to practice.

Sherlock leads Wato through the appropriate motions by lightly placing her hands on Wato's hips and waist and demonstrating the leg and arm movements for better balance. It's all in the name of sport yet it ends up achingly intimate.

By the end they are both glowing and Wato is gazing up as Sherlock rambles about everything and nothing all at once and she can't take her eyes off her. They end up beside each other once again, yanking off their skates and mindlessly discussing breathtaking routines from *decades* ago because of course Sherlock has endless knowledge on all her interests. They end up sat there late into the afternoon as the public passes in front of them and Mrs Hatano brings them drinks and snacks. 

Wato talks about her school life and how exhausting it can be but how much she adores it. Sherlock laughs at her affably for not following modern skating competitions. Wato jokes that Sherlock isn't as popular as she claims she is. Conversation is cut short when Wato cheekily requests to see one of Sherlock's apparently *incredible* routines. Sherlock stalks off with a less than friendly farewell and Wato has to use all her energy not to chase after this woman she's barely known a day.

Sat speechless she confides in Mrs Hatano who halfheartedly mentions Sherlock's "moods", although it seemed like more than a mood to Wato.

They each spend that night pondering the fun they had and just how much they want to see and speak to each other again.

The next time that they meet Sherlock stomps up to Wato with a phone number and a proposition. The number is to organise additional practises with Sherlock who gets extra rink access because "it's practical, Wato! Don't be dense!" The proposition is an invitation to witness one of Sherlock's routines privately during one of the previously mentioned additional practises. Sherlock requests that she set the date for it but Wato quickly agrees.

It takes a week more of practises in the presence of Mrs Hatano and various instructors before Sherlock finally approaches Wato to make good on her offer that night.

When Wato enters the rink it is the quietest she's ever seen it. She doesn't even see Mrs Hatano shuffling about. Admittedly it is quite late in the evening on a Sunday. She calls out, spotlights flash and as she blinks Sherlock appears from the other side of the rink all booted up with a long, *extremely fashionable* coat draped around her. Wato laughs loudly at her dramatics and Sherlock badly covers a smile as she skates to the centre of the ice.

Wato shades her eyes from the lights as she tries to see who's in the tech booth although she's almost certain she already knows. She hears a  yell of "catch!" before feeling the impact of a coat on her face. Before she can protest Sherlock has assumed her opening position and she is... *dazzling*. Her outfit is delicately sequined and elegant.

The music sets off at a somber pace and Sherlock possesses all the majesty and grace of a prima ballerina. The pace picks up and though she feels slightly wobbly in front of this new audience she slices through the air, elevating herself half a metre off the ice and landing with perfect balance.

Sherlock does the most impossible choreography and Wato is *beyond* amazed. She is void of speech or even breath to fully convey the beauty of what she'd just seen.

Sherlock bows deeply after showcasing one of her early successful routines and twirls, waving timidly to the audience of one.

As Sherlock begins to exit the ice Wato rushes over and grabs her arm as she sings her praises. Sherlock goes to shake Wato's arm off in habit but is stuck halfway through putting on her skate guards by Wato's fascinated expression and sparkling eyes.

Since this is just a very long sneak peak of my ideas... I’ll stop here. Feel free to send me asks with your thoughts and questions about this AU though. I am very invested in it.

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“So you don’t think blowjobs are the answer? Huh. Intriguing.”

Meet my new semi-problematic son, Duncan Auger!! You can find a basic stats page by clicking HERE. And since that page covers the basics (pls do read it), I’m going to use this space to lay down some more of the deetz!

Duncan is half-French. He’s the son of a public defender and a semi-unsuccessful artist. Growing up in Brooklyn, money was fairly tight, so unlike the majority of his wealthy friends, he attended public school in the city. He’s never been too fond of school and the work associated with it, so once he got old enough (and confident enough), Duncan began manipulating the school system into allowing him to skip -- he used those skip days to join an elite dance troupe (think modern/contemporary with hip hop and ballet influences) that performed regularly in Manhattan. Through that, he made friends who were just as passionate about dance that he was. They began teaching him the foundational technique he’d neglected, and his dancing improved immensely. So much so that he began going to open call auditions for musicals in the NYC area.

He worked at Macy’s for a few years, in the men’s fragrance department. There, he got a lot of numbers (and a lot of ~sexual connects~). One guy in particular though, a redhead with freckles and a smile to boot, left a lasting impression on him. When Duncan had him sign the receipt, the guy left his name and number. Brett Hughes.

After creating a bit of a name for himself in local theater, Duncan decided to begin posting YouTube videos of him dancing, singing, and performing online. Call it a bit of a power play, or perhaps just a way to show off to the cute guy he met at his day job working at Macy’s, but his channel caught the eyes of some producers. He was asked to audition for the role of Moritz in the Broadway production of Spring Awakening (I’m altering the dates a bit but yolo you get the idea) and nailed it.

Remember Brett Hughes? They ended up going on several dates during Duncan’s Broadway run, and they hit it off really well. So like... Fast-forward two years, right? Duncan’s 20, Brett’s 21, and they’re so fucking in love, you guys. It’s sickening. Tabloids speculate all the time about when one of them’s just going to ask the freakin’ question. They support one another in every single performance, every interview. When Duncan does a bit of modeling, the magazine actually asks Brett to join the photoshoot. Free couples photos? The fans approved.

When Duncan landed the role on Treblemakers, Brett was more than supportive -- he picked up and moved to Hollywood with him for a bit, until he was notified that he’d been cast for his own Broadway debut. In January, Duncan traveled back to NYC to see Brett in his opening night and spent the weekend there. After Treblemakers finished filming, the plan was for Duncan to move back to NYC to make up for the time they spent apart.

In this past May, however, things took a turn for the worse. Brett collapsed just before intermission in a Thursday night show. Duncan was notified and he caught a flight across the country immediately. Upon arriving at the hospital, he was told that Brett had suffered from appendicitis, and that the procedure would be quick and simple. But following the operation, Brett encountered complications. What should have been an overnight stay and a quick release turned into a week-long hospital stint. Tests were inconclusive. 

On May 2, 2017, Duncan Auger lost the love of his life.

The media ate this shit up. They followed him everywhere. When he returned to Hollywood to finish up the last bit of filming and keep up the dance performances he was featured in, paparazzi were relentless. He’s on “watch” now; the media is convinced he will crack and they’re waiting with bated breath for when he does.

Since Brett’s passing, Duncan has adopted a “no monogamy for me” type of lifestyle. He’s hot and he knows it, so clubbing becomes somewhat of a conquest -- scope out the best face, the best abs, the best ass, and add it to his list.

He’s that friend who’ll absolutely come over with takeout and be like, “Brought some Thai. You hungry? Need anything? Want a blowjob with that?” Casual. Seriously. Duncan is quite overtly sexual and he is not afraid at all to aid a friend in need. (Do with that what you will, I am here for juicy plots.)

He’s terrified of being seen as fragile, especially after what happened this year. So he’ll go out of his way to seem a bit more rugged and edgy. But he’s got this practiced grace about him, this swan-like poise that tears peoples’ breath away. It’s just a part of him, but the fact that there’s a “protect Duncan Auger at all costs” campaign on tumblr really irks him. He’s fine. And he’ll continue to perpetuate that lie until someone finds out he isn’t.

Highkey allergic to strawberries, but will still use them as a device for seduction. He’ll pop a benadryl and sensually lick one while making eye contact just to get someone going. No shame. None.

He will also swoop in and make out with you to save you from that awkward guy/gal/nonbinary pal hitting on you at the club. You’re welcome. ;)

Someone tell him to stop wearing the promise ring he found hidden in Brett’s drawers. He’s still so in love with his deceased boyfriend, and it’s not a good look on him.

Duncan has a slight Brooklyn accent because I say so. Cayoot.

He has a pet parrot named Reba that talks back to him. Her catchphrase is, “Tu es beau, ouai, ouai, tu es beau.” They also get into little arguments that go like this:    Duncan: Reba, je t’aime.    Reba: No, no, you more!    Duncan: No, you!    Reba: Noooo, you!    (And it continues on forever tbh because they’re idiots. Switching between English           and French just because they can.) Hashtag confirmed.

Wanted Plots:

Friends with benefits. This would be so interesting because Duncan has no problem with this dynamic at all. Give me close friends who help one another out every so often. Or, better yet, someone who does have a problem with this dynamic that Duncan is just 100% oblivious to.

Flirtationships. Do you have a face? Is your face vaguely attractive? Duncan can and will make it his mission to see you swoon.

‘Bachelorette’ buddies. What do you mean it’s trash TV? It’s the best thing.

Bitches in the club. They’re that badass crew that saunters into the club and steals away everyone’s focus. Get crunk, get drunk.

Dance pals. I neeeeeeeeeeeeeed a pal who will dance incredibly with Duncan, but will absolutely 100% also go to arcades to fool around and show off on Dance Dance Revolution.

*Thomas Sanders voice* Disney pranks! With friends!! Need I say more?

Ladies who lunch. Give me that boujee squad who gets all dolled up in their best vintage-inspired ensembles for Sunday brunch. Bonus if they also do nails together and compliment one another on their taste in mid-morning alcoholic beverages.

Ladies who munch. Duncan may be on a self-imposed strict diet, but he loves twizzlers and will indulge if someone knows how to coerce him into committing criminal acts.

Ladies who crunch. Workout buddies, hell yeahhhh.

You annoy me a latte. Once upon a time their coffee orders got mixed up and now they just... get mixed up all the time. Maybe the barista is trying to play matchmaker. Or maybe they’re just stupid.

Naomi & Ely’s No Kiss List. A friendship just like that. Bonus points if there’s unrequited feelings. Bonus points if they actually have a list. Bonus points if they walk arm in arm and are #adorable. I just... need.

Roommate(s)? I’m assuming after Brett died, Duncan really didn’t like the idea of being alone. How cool would it be if one of his closest friends moved in with him? Or several? What if the Ladies who lunch lived together? How cute. I am trash.

You are the music in me. *casual HSM reference* But seriously! A musician/pianist that composes songs for Duncan to choreograph dances to, that he then posts on his YouTube channel. Gah. My heart.

Talk about it, talk about it, talk about it, ooh yeah. (I realize those are the wrong lyrics to Funkytown but do I care? nah.) Guys!! Pals who hooked up and thought it was a good idea, but then stopped talking because it made things weird? Tbh Duncan is the type to be like, “You’re acting strange. Cut it out or I’m cutting you loose. We fucked; it’s not like I murdered your landlord or something.” RIP in pieces.

Enemyyyyyy. Someone who either loathes Duncan or Duncan loathes. Maybe he destroyed their relationship. Maybe he wore the same pants as them to a red carpet event. Doesn’t even need to be a good reason. Stupid reasons give me life.

Duet partners. *cries* He’s a Broadway babe so someone sing with him pls. Go to drunken open mic nights and remind him that there’s more to life than mourning your lost love, thx. Look him in the eye when you sing romantic lyrics and watch his flirty exterior drop and his soft heart show a bit. :”) Tears.

There are so many more but I’m gonna leave it so I can post this!! Yeeee pls message me to plootle plot I love you all <3