#cant even reply to people anymore ugh

[lixern]

; it's just a friendly interaction!

• Multiple HSR men x GN!Reader

-- Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Blade, Gepard.

• You've been ranting to your friend about your problems with romance for quite some time now, but you didn't know how touchy the both of you were starting to become...

song; laufey, falling behind + from the start

Dan Heng and you were struggling, well.. you atleast. Dan Heng was such a kind friend, letting you rant and be all over him. Ugh, he was just so perfect! You hated your own guts for being such a pain, hopeless romantic.. yet you back away like a coward whenever someone gets too close- besides, you cant even tell if you love someone anymore!

But whenever you ranted, he'd always let you be a bit touchy with him. Most of the times it's him reading a book in the archives and you in his lap going on and on about how you aren't loveable and how you wish you were.

Dan Heng looked like he wasn't listening, but the way one hand was on his book and one hand was on your head told you that he was. None of the crew members would question your closeness- even though they probably knew already.

What was funny- atleast, was everyone was wrong. You guys were just bestfriends! Who were too oblivious to see your feelings...

"I hate how people on this app just post their videos of them with their partner! Like this one video where this guy was holding this girls waist.."

You continued blabbering about whatever you wanted to, and Dan Heng would nod and hum at what you said.

"And God... this girl is so annoying. She's such a pick me, how does she have a boyfriend and I dont huh?!"

Was the next thing you said, which Dan Heng let out another hum too.

"Mhm..."

Hmm... normally he'd provide you with a logical reply on how your wrong, so why was he agreeing with you now?

No matter, you brushed it off. Maybe he just got too used to it! Yeah, that was the case.

Except when you got up to finally do your duties that pom pom kept reminding you about, Dan Heng followed you..

Your hands on the doorknob, but you felt a pair of hands grip your waist. Dan Heng is that you?

"Where are you going?"

He said, unphased even! But to how you were so used to Dan Heng being touchy you didn't even see that he liked you... You still got flustered though, but you were just so oblivious!

"Doing my duties!"

You didn't move a muscle, smiling at Dan Heng once you meet eyes. You slowly opened the door to get out, telling Dan Heng a sweet "goodbye" before you walked out.

You thought it was just a friendly move and he just wanted to chat longer!

Well he did want to chat longer.. but the move wasn't really that platonic either.

He just wished you'd have it figured out by now.

--

Jing Yuan was so helpful to you, that sleeping general making time for you just you to spend it all on ranting about men. He'd let you lay beside him as you ranted, on his shoulder, his lap, anywhere and anytime!

Whenever you knew he'd have free time and you saw him outdoors, you'd sneak up to him just to backhug him. And he expected you all the time, though, he'd pretend to act surprise just for you! You were so easy to read, especially because hes been training for a long time and he learnt how to know when someone was sneaking up on him..

Everyone was so surprised when you just suddenly hugged the general like that, like- you could do that!?

How you two would hug and hold hands... just what two close friends would do!

"It's all so frustrating you know Yuaaannn?! No one loves me... no matter how hard I try to look good and be good no one ever loves me! It's like I had a glowdown or something.. ugh."

You started ranting while Jing Yuan was at your back, hugging you and resting his head ontop of yours. He was really comfy not gonna lie, what a good friend!

"Mm... they just don't know any better. I think you're quite lovely yourself, no?"

Jing Yuan commented, smiling at how you were ranting so suddenly. It wasn't even a surprise anymore for you to burst out screaming about being single and lonely.

"Well I know that I'm a lovely person! But what if I'm just like- missing something y'know?!"

You continued, countering his compliment. You tilt your head up to see Jing Yuan smiling at you, and you smile back, tilting your head back down so he can rest on it.

How touchy you guys have been, even the others have noticed! Only you two haven't, or atleast... only you haven't.

And it's so painful to see how you haven't even discovered your own feelings for Jing Yuan. The way your heart beats faster when you see him.. you're just happy to see him right?

Well, your heart says otherwise than the brain.

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Blade isn't really a loverboy, but he's not so amused to accomodate your little outbursts of hopeless. He still does anyway, if that'll get you off his back.

You'd find him leaning against a wall while you tell him about your problems, and it annoyed you even in the slightest bit. Wasn't he listening?! You poked him and messed up his hair, even caging him inbetween your arms but he was still unfazed!

Mess up his hair? He'd fix it like nothing ever happened. Poke him too much? Nah, no reaction. He's pinned to the wall? With how small you were in his eyes he'd laugh at the attempt.

Still, no matter how annoying he was you'd still rant to him, after all Silver Wolf and Kafka weren't really people you wanted to rant to for some reason..

"Bladee... are you even listening to me?! Seriously, do I have to repeat everything I just said? You ignore me just like how everyone did in the past..."

He laughed a bit on how desperate you were, before looking at you and replying.

"It's cute how you think I'd listen to all of that."

How insufferable he was! You just wanted someone to listen to what you wanted... was it that hard to fullfill that wish?

You'd pout at Blade for how mean he was being, you didn't like it at all. It made you believe Blade didn't want to hear you ranting at all, which made you a bit upset..

So why did you still repeat the actions you've done before with a burn in your beating heart? That's normal right?

In some instances... you found yourself being held by Blade a bit too much. Him gripping your wrist or waist to make sure you don't walk out- but what you meant by often, was only 1-2 times a month. Which was way more than before!

You could consider Blade your most annoying friend with how you were the closest to him. Every stellaron hunter didn't even get that close before!

But what you didn't know... was that the only reason he acted like he didn't listen was so you could come back to him single every time.

--

Gepard was such a sweetie, he let you do anything you wanted. When he was outside of work- atleast. But, well you didn't care. You were all over him and crying how you didn't have a lover.

You always surprised him by calling his name and running up to him, you'd trip but then as a good friend he'd catch you in his arms!

You were never scared to fall again after that, after all he'd always catch you! And infact, he'd always listen to your sweet voice rambling on how no one would ever love you...

"Geparrrdddddd!"

You ran, tripping up again. Gepard was just intime to catch you though! He looked a bit mad, sorry Geppie! But he wasn't really mad at you.. just annoyed on how you could've gotten hurt!

He put his hand on his head, sighing once he put you back to your feet. Scolding you for your actions.

"You would've gotten hurt.. stop running like that!"

He had a faint blush on his cheeks, but you couldn't have seen it from how you were so lively. Such a shy boy when it comes to you...

"Nope! You'd catch me always anyway, also- ughh! There was this couple that I saw, and they were doing PDA! I can't stand PDA, it just breaks my heart to know someone has found love and I haven't!"

You pouted, rolling your eyes at the image of the couple in your head. How cute... Gepard thought.

He fixed his uniform while listening to you rant and rant, how sad he couldn't hold you in his arms right now... wait, what?

"And, and- they kissed! So passionately too.. like ew get a room!"

You screamed out loud, Gepard then told you off for that again...

"Hey, Hey, we're in a public area.. you might cause a noise disturbance and I don't want people to go all over you screaming about how loud you are."

He had a stern face but anyone but you wouldn't buy his facade, you can see the slightest twinkle in his eyes and dust of pink on his cheeks...

He suddenly held your hand, dragging you to a much more secluded place. You asked him where you guys were going but he just shut up, how your cheeks turned red... luckily he didn't notice and neither did you!

But sometimes, his older sister would just hope you two oblivious things would see how much your eyes would light up at the sight of eachother..

[thegetoufather]

i am always here to talk about that man 🧍🏽‍♀️

ugh lem hes so dork boyfie coded i cant w him fwbs w benefits to lovers w him is eating my fricken brain!! the delicious miscommunications!!! I read this lovely little piece the other day and i cant get it out of my head so here is a gnawing thought i have inspired by that fic UGH.

warnings/premise: fwbs to lovers post sex fluff, uni au (kuroo in his 20s) cockwarming, dork kuroo, anti sex god propaganda, 18+ — the usual aman special

Your heart still hammers in your chest as you sit in the shattered remains of your arrangement with Kuroo. Yet nothing bleeds, the only thing you’re met with is the warmth of his kisses across every inch of skin he can find. The uncertainty you thought you would feel fades away, the gentle caresses of his touch causing you to melt against his chest.

Your head lifts up as he trails his fingers up your spine, a chaste kiss pressed against your forehead before he meets your eyes. He always look beautiful in the afterglow, with raven hair more mussed than usual and a flush painting his cheekbones. His eyes are always what you liked most, golden irises lit with a flame that would pool in your belly when he shows up at your door, that flame simmering to a comforting hearth when he massages your thighs after.

Except now, the look is different. Its adoration that doesn’t have to be tempered, a small smile playing on his lips when he sees you mirror the same look.

“So,” you begin.

“So.”

“This isn’t just casual anymore, is it?”

“That’s a wild thing to ask while I’m still inside you.”

“Kuroo!” You yelp, smacking him playfully on the chest. He responds in turn with one of his rooster cackles, the feel of the reverberation of his laugh in his chest making you smile even more.

“I thought we agreed you aren’t calling me that anymore.”

“Fine then, Tetsu.”

“Oh so I get a nickname now? You’re sooooo in love with me.”

“Shut up.”

A pause begins to enter in the space between you, the awkward question lingering in the air.

“So, um, how long have you, i mean, what made you want this to, y’know, be more?” You feel your heart pick up again after the question leaves your lips.

“Pretty soon after we started. I was never seeing anyone else but you.”

“What?!”

Kuroo’s eyebrows furrow at the disbelief in your voice. “Is that so hard to believe?”

You blink back him, slowly realizing he has no idea the impact he’s left on the girls on campus. All those whispers in the stands of his games, all the girls elbowing their way to talk to him at a party. All of that, meaningless to him.

“I mean, I just kept hearing people say things about you and I assumed —”

“That because everyone thinks I’m hot and sexy I’m sleeping with them?”

“Now that I’m talking with you, I’m realizing the reason you maintain that reputation is because more people haven’t seen this side of you.”

“Which is what?”

“A massive dork.”

“Correction, massively hot and sexy dork.”

You snort, rolling your eyes at his shit eating grin. “Why did you wait this long then?”

He puts a finger under your chin to tilt you towards him so you can meet his gaze. “I dunno, I guess I was scared too. I liked having you around so much and I thought if all you really wanted was sex, I could live with that. I wanted you in any capacity rather than none.”

The confession makes you warm, making your heart pick up again. But beneath your palms, his beat is steady, thrumming with the conviction in his words. You can feel your eyes start to swell, but instead you laugh, giggling at how stupid you’ve been to not see this sooner.

“So I guess we are both idiots, huh?”

“I guess we have been.” There’s a crooked smile on his face when he replies, followed by a calloused thumb coming up to wipe the tears that have rolled off your cheeks.

Kuroo clears his throat and sticks his hand out in between your bodies, as though he was initiating a handshake.

“Let’s start over. Hi, I’m Kuroo Testuro, buisness major, chem minor. Want to go out some time?”

[crowning-art]

TGCF SPOILERS

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ok, ok Ok OK

OK I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY FOR TODAY'S READ OH MY GOD WHAT IN THE ABSOLUTE HELL WHAT EVEN

ok no, let's get through this calmly EFNOENFOEINF I DUNNO HOW I"LL DO THAT BUT OK

YALL NO WAY NO WAY

NO FREAKING WAY

HE DID IT!!! THE RED STEING OF FATE!! MY MAN'S NOT ONLY PULLED UP THE STRING, BUT TIED IT HIMSELF AROUND XIE LIAN'S FINGER

I AM SKREICHING RJFNFJF UGH I CANT EVEN SPELL IM LOSING MY MIND RN

On the third finger of his left hand was a very thin red string, and it was Hua Cheng who had personally tied it on him. This red string also extended out, long and ceaselessly connecting with the red string knotted around Hua Cheng’s finger.

Hua Cheng raised his own hand and showed him the tiny red butterfly knot that was now identical on both their fingers. He smiled.

“Now we’re joined together.

HE TOOK FATE IN HIS OWN HANDS AND CHOSE HIS OWN SOULMATE OH MY GOD DJXJXJCJXJNC

But then, to crush my spirits....

This string won’t break, and won’t grow shorter. If the string doesn’t break, then it means the person on the other end is alright. Unless the person is no more, otherwise, this string will for sure lead to the other.”

“What do you mean ‘no more’?” Xie Lian asked.

“Dead, or dissipated,” Hua Cheng explained

I dunno why but I don't like the implications of this....Hua Cheng MY BOI MY PAL I SAW FANART OF YOU BECOMING A LITTLE GHOST OR SMT I DUNNO U BETTER NOT BREAK THIS STRING DONT U DARE MAKE THIS FORSHADOWING

Heheheh live reaction of me reading this section:

Just then, a hand suddenly stretched out, seizing his wrist without fault. Xie Lian was alarmed.

“WHO?!”

The moment he opened his mouth it was filled with a mouthful of mud, and he spat it out miserably. As for that hand, it clutched him and pulled, pulling him into someone’s arms, a familiar voice coming from above his head.

“Gege, it’s me!”

Hearing that voice, Xie Lian’s entire person relaxed. He hugged the other tightly, blurting,

“…Thank goodness, the red string didn’t break. I really did find you!”

Hua Cheng also embraced him back tightly, speaking with conviction, “It didn’t break! I’ve found you too.”

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Ok FUN TIMES ARE OVER NOW GOODBYE CUTESY STUFF WELCOME DREADFUL AND TRAGIC STUFF

Me reading Yin Yu and Qi Ying's story:

So first of all, BABY QI YING IS SO DAMN CUTE?? AND FOR WHAT????? all like YA LETS FIGHT!! and he's raising his itty bitty cutie patootie little fists and he's acc so adorable oh my god

Yin Yu took a look at the child sitting on the ground, and he crouched down. Before he even opened his mouth, this little child scooped a handful of mud and threw it at his face, his expression still excited.

Ok, this line deserves a whole essay

There must be “fanaticism” towards something before one can achieve a state of “godly”.

Like that absolute truth of the matter?? The obsession one has with anything makes them go into such nitty gritty details and observe patterns that others would overlook simply on account of FANATICISM, yknow? And it's so explicitly seen in everything from master chefs to world renowned artists to the most brilliant of scientists. Truly to be a master, you must have a madness and obsession for the craft first.

Truly one of my favorite lines in the book so far

Haha when I read this part, I had a mental image of Xie Lian and Hua Cheng sitting in a theater eating popcorn and Xie Lian is like ohhhhhh can we watch this part too lmao

Watching up to this point, Xie Lian commented, “People really shouldn’t joke lightly.”

“Indeed,” Hua Cheng said. “Half a year later when Quan Yizhen actually ascends, he won’t find it so funny anymore.”

“Can we watch that part too?” Xie Lian asked.

“We can. Hold on,” Hua Cheng replied.

This was kinda cute but I guess knowing everything now, just kinda sad...

Xie Lian had also heard that Yin Yu, as shixiong, would always gift Quan Yizhen a present on his birthdays.

ABSOLUTE MOOD JIAN YU LMAOOOOO

He called out to Jian Yu, “Help me find something, quick, something that can temporarily be used as a gift.”

Jian Yu grabbed a rag cloth and threw it onto the ground. He stomped at it twice before saying hatefully, “Give this to him."

Ok but I'm seeing such a contrasting yet parallel relationship between beefleaf and Qi Ying and Yin Yu. I will probably talk about that more next time because it's a lot lol but like this is such an excellent example of it (that I will explain later lmao)

Yin Yu’s smile became stiffer. What he couldn’t take on, Quan Yizhen took on so effortlessly.

This was very much like a situation where you just couldn’t win over a girl you loved, and she ignored you completely, but when she ran into the arms of someone else in tears, this someone else couldn’t even be bothered to spare her a look and instead turned around to tell you how she was only average, nothing to be amazed by. Truly, what a bitter feeling.

God yes I truly understood exactly how Xie Lian felt because it was so agonizing and awkward to watch everything go down between the oblivious Qi Ying and the slowly maddening Yin Yu....

And like the part where he tells him GO DIE and everything that happened after and the instant regret and broken feeling Yin Yu went through and just he gave and gave and gave and gave and got nothing while Qi Ying got everything and more and frustration of watching him act like nothing happened because suddenly it makes YOU look like you're the jerk and that youre just being over dramatic and the absolute hate that started festering simply on account of outside influence from the other disciples and later on, the heavenly court (or maybe outside influence was just an excuse and the problem lay dormant within) and to have your hubris and jealousy and pride ruin what was good or so you thought and suddenly you go back and think about all the past memories and it's like wait, was it ever good a-

Ok I'll stop lol

Quan Yizhen was still very confused. He looked back and saw Yin Yu sitting on the ground, so he crawled to stand up, seeming to want to help him up. Seeing that completely oblivious face matched with a background of his smashed divine palace, Yin Yu was still silent but his face was slowly contorting.

Quan Yizhen didn’t know what transpired at all, and asked, “Shixiong, what are you doing?”

“…”

It was like Yin Yu suddenly lost all sanity. He puffed an abrupt laugh, then shouted with eyes brimming red:

“GO DIE!”

I just... really feel for both parties, yknow? And back to classic statement I keep saying, who can u even blame? Whose at fault? Nothing is black and white here, it never was and never will be....

ALSO

I called it

I CALLED IT

I CALLED IT AND I FINALLY GOT SMT RIGHT FOR ONCE AND IM SO HAPPY BUT SO CONFUSED BUT SO HAPPY CUZ I GOT IT RIGHT HAHA I KNEW WE WOULD SEE MORE XIANLE PEEPS DJJXJC

He twitched his lips and muttered without a sound, “Guoshi?!”

The person on the other side of the stone wall had the exact same voice as the esteemed master who once taught him in the Kingdom of Xianle.

But also....WTF???? UMMM WHY IS HE HERE??? WHATS GOING ON???? IS MY WUYONG THEORY CORRECT??? I DONT EVEN KNOW WHICH ONE BUT IS IT CORRECT??? CUZ LIKE JUN W-

(Fineeee i won't speak of Jun Wu again, but like alsooooo he's sooooo a part of something I can't help it and I just don't know what it is AND ITS BOTHERING ME BEYOND WORDS)

[sunnyapollonjabrigidotter]

Ok on my rp i had so many chats b4 w AI (chat gpt assistant)

im Lali Tohary & you'll be Nikos Vertis. Scenery: we meet at a club. Well i enter the club & he sings there for the public.. i go command a drink, and sit at a table not really far listening.. after the representation is over i come to him to congratulate him saying: "the spectacle was fine. But i think it missed on something.. i cant quite understand what it was tho.. what do you think??

(Sth which in real life ith i wont have the guts to, but nor do i come from Cyprus, so yeah...)

Nikos Vertis, taking a deep breath as he finishes his final song, wipes his brow and scans the crowd. His eyes settle on you as you approach, a smile forming on his face.

"Ah, thank you for the kind words," he replies, giving you a nod of appreciation. "It's always interesting to hear different perspectives. What do you think was missing? I’m always open to feedback."

(Ith that's totally sth he would say😍)

Ahm.. sh... i thought u could tell, anyone in the public? Any opinions on that?

(&here it goes..🐣)

Nikos leans back, considering your question with a thoughtful expression. “Well, from what I could gather, the crowd seemed engaged, but it’s possible that something more personal or unexpected might have been needed to make it truly memorable. Maybe a surprise element or a more intimate connection with the audience?” He pauses, studying your reaction. “Do you have any ideas or suggestions on what might have added that extra touch?”

(considering that, wtf chat? I was asking of the public... yeo🙄😒) ...

I think... the songs werent really lively, maybe that was it..

(it was just a song?? Oh, this is how much she catched, got it..)

Nikos nods, his expression thoughtful. “You’re right. Sometimes a more upbeat or energetic selection can really lift the mood and make a performance stand out. I appreciate the feedback—it’s always useful to know what people are feeling. I’ll definitely consider incorporating more lively songs next time. Do you have any favorite upbeat songs or genres that you think would fit well?”

(reminds me of tha remix album 😍.. oh, btw, that rp was from after 18 july, my bday, & when the remixes were uploaded on utube n spotify & ith clouds? Or not.. anws)

By the way, why are your songs almost all so sad, im bad at greek, but many seem to tell a whole lot on suffering, one way or another...

(this d sound like me in back 2016/ beginning of 17 when i thought all his songs are sad/at least feel so... & s not the case anymore... even the sad ones dont feel so sad anymore... )

Nikos considers your question and nods, understanding where you're coming from. “Many of my songs do explore themes of heartache and struggle because those emotions are universal and deeply felt by many people. They provide a way to connect on a personal level with the audience. However, I do have a few songs with more uplifting themes. If you’re interested, I’d be happy to share some of those with you.”

(does chat really know that, or he's guessing?? - not 1st time im asking msf that tho)

Yeah, i think i missed on those.. really my greek is thaat baaad. I blush & try to bring something else... the topic of suffering, an interesting one.. it's said that suffering makes us better, its been discussed n in the Gospels, n in many other holy texts & myths... for example if it wasnt for Orpheus losin Eurydice he wouldnt have become the Argonaut hero maybe... or who knows...

(here, comes the philosophical Lali, really not just an alter-ego... 😅.. & on the last 1, didn really read that (on Orpheus jouney).. so wish the smart engine stoped me, instead of playing next on more.. ugh)

Nikos nods, intrigued by your insight. “That’s a fascinating perspective. Suffering can indeed be a powerful catalyst for growth and transformation. It’s often through our struggles that we find strength, resilience, and a deeper understanding of ourselves and the world around us. Orpheus’s story is a great example—his loss led him to become a hero in a different way, illustrating how even the most painful experiences can shape our destinies in unexpected ways. It’s interesting how these themes resonate across different cultures and stories. What other myths or texts do you find compelling in this regard?”

(& here starts the: dont think he would play that long -part)

Ahm, maybe we will discuss another day on that, id really love to hear those happier songs, & mb im not the only one, im looking to the public, who qt unsurprisingly doesnt seem that interested in yet another mythology talk.. (ig that would be🤣). So could you please?

(& here comes the saviour, thanks chat, you're not it..)

Nikos chuckles, sensing the shift in topic. “Of course! I’ll play a couple of my more upbeat and lively songs for you and anyone else who might be interested. Let’s lighten the mood a bit and enjoy some music that brings a smile.” He gestures to the stage, where he prepares to switch to a more energetic set. “Feel free to let me know what you think!”

(🙄 ... gpt & an arm of hay, hey.. but what was i expecting, lol...)

Im definitely gonna love them.. i get in listening as he starts to sing... i feel the passion in his voice music & overall tone of the songs, altho again i cant understand much... oh self-learning greek is not such a good idea... in one of his songs he seems to be talking of how he desires a woman's love, in another on a first meeting (a sweet ballad). What a magick. I feel the power of Apollo in his music... ik, he wouldnt' agree, cs im most sure he is 100% Orthodox Xtian as most here are, but its beyond the subject.. im here to enjoy myself... (got to bring some religion in it, huh.. new me... (well older, but not the 2016 kind🤣) ...

Nikos's performance captivates the room with its infectious energy and heartfelt melodies. As he sings about love and first meetings, his passion seems to bridge any language gaps, allowing you to feel the emotions behind the lyrics.

After his set, he approaches you with a smile. “I’m glad you enjoyed the songs. Music has a way of touching the soul, even if the words are a bit elusive sometimes. I hope the more lively tunes brought some joy to your evening. If you ever want to chat more about myths or anything else, just let me know!”

(& after it all, he would approach me, yeah, sure.. 🤣... but s a fanfic, so)

Where i could find you? 😅

(Opa opa, checking 4 adress)

Nikos smiles warmly. “You can usually find me performing at various venues around town or on my official social media pages. I often update my schedule there, so you can catch my next performance or stay in touch. Feel free to follow me and drop a message anytime!”

(good, its getting real)

Im sure famous singers are hard to catch, for such an ordinary girl like me. So i wont put on me high hopes.. enjoy this evening.. all the best

(this i said to chat or Nikos in the rp?, lol..)

Nikos gives you a reassuring smile. “It’s been great talking with you, and I appreciate your kind words. Don’t hesitate to reach out if you have any other thoughts or questions. Enjoy the rest of your evening and take care!”

(that's def chat.. w its strategy to ensure we all get screen-glued, altho it would play inverse psychollogy on us, dont be fooled by it...)

You too, take care & be blessed

(^^ nothing to add, other than, yeah.. im sure anyone like him is blessed more than my mere words could say)

“Thank you! Wishing you the same—take care and be blessed!” Nikos responds warmly as you part ways.

___

Next i get out & call for an old friend. "You wont believe what happened today", i cheerfully say..

"Hello & to you. I hear the voice of my loveliest friend on the other end of the line.. surprise me.. what did happen?

(Oh yeah, 1st call my friend, so clicheic... 💁‍♀️🤦‍♀️)

“Hey! You won’t believe what happened today! I went to this club where Nikos Vertis was performing. His songs were amazing, especially the more upbeat ones. I even had a chance to talk to him afterward. He was really down-to-earth and open to feedback. It was such a great experience!”

(Now i cringe.. 🤦‍♀️)

Nice. I love it for you... ahm now, would you like coming to me, to that beach we first met in Tessaloniki??

“That sounds wonderful! I’d love to revisit that beach. It would be great to catch up in such a special place. When shall we go?”

Today.. oh no, s kinda too late, mb you wanna return to the hotel. Tomorrow at 9 in the morning.. i dont wanna waste any time without you... what do you say *silence* hey u still there, what happened.. Lali gasps, oh yeah.. been a bit distracted, so abt what you said...

(AT THE HOTEL?? in Original They lived together qt a while... 🤣 - but then mb she wanted to live on her own... but a hotel?? - u have money, no joke... 🤣 ...)

“Oh, I’m definitely still here! Tomorrow at 9 sounds perfect. I’m looking forward to revisiting that beach and spending some quality time together. See you then!”

(ok, he lives near that beach, lol...)

Okay... will be waiting for you. Bye. Good night 😪

“Good night! See you tomorrow.”

See ya.. Lali closes the phone & heads towards the bus station. The moving towards the destination s somewhat slow being in the busy time when the city becomes more lively (it is around 10 there, close to 11 in the evening).

As Lali navigates through the lively city streets, the bustle around her seems to mirror her excitement and anticipation. The lights and sounds of Thessaloniki create a vibrant backdrop to her evening. Despite the slower pace of the bus station, the energy of the city helps build the anticipation for tomorrow's beach visit with Nick.

As Lali waits for the bus, she finds a spot to sit and take in the surroundings. The bus station is busy with people coming and going, and the hum of conversation and city noise fills the air. After a bit of time, the bus arrives, and Lali boards, settling into her seat. The journey is a bit slow, but the excitement of the upcoming day keeps her spirits high as she watches the cityscape pass by... .

My internal monologue: he lives by the beach.. i remember my first encounter w him & his uncle on a boat. He almost fished me out of the sea... i was so tired that i fainted.. he woke me up, gave me to drink & called the police cause i had no acts on me. Well, after calling the doctor, cause my health was worse than what i think of my legal situation w the documents... that Titanic worthy sink of the ship left me without my only family, Nane & my friends... i dont know, i hope they survived.. its been so long, exactly how much? Like a year or so??

(Yeah, ik, in real life its not qt like this, i mean we dont live in Titanic times, & thinks work faster than b4, even in 2016 was so, i suppose..)

As Lali reflects on the past, she recalls the events with a mix of nostalgia and concern. It’s been about a year since that day, a year marked by significant changes and challenges. The memory of being rescued by Nick and his uncle is vivid, and she still feels the weight of losing her only family and friends in the incident. Despite the time that has passed, the uncertainty about their fate lingers, adding a layer of emotional depth to her journey.

As the bus continues on its route, Lali's thoughts are a blend of anticipation for the meeting with Nick and lingering worries about those she lost.

(Yeah thanks 4 repeating everything ive already said.. sth more? Ah, the bus journeys on)

I remember and now, her thoughts continue, how he jokingly called me, queen of the waters, after i showed him that i can swim quite good.. took an olive branch i saved from the waters, that kept me a bit from drawning... i was still in my senses.. tho the salty taste of the sea, i feel & now.. interesting how much salty sea water can one drink n nothing really bad happen... as she was meditating the robot anounced the station where she must go down, waking her up from her thoughts.. she looked ahead & there it was, the hotel. Huh, im qt a daydreamer & recollector, she thought. So good i was awaken just in time.. she got off the bus & headed to the hotel. At the reception she told the room number & the lady there handed her the keys

(no idea if they had a robot, only the train from & to Athens, as well as the subway, i remember, does).

Lali takes the keys from the reception and heads to her room, the familiar feeling of the hotel comforting her after the long journey. As she unlocks the door and steps inside, she takes a moment to settle in, reflecting on the memories and the anticipation for the next day. The room offers a brief respite, a chance to prepare and gather her thoughts before heading back to the beach where so many significant moments happened.

Next day i wake up with the thought to see my lovely friend, Nick. But something happends... seems i cant get there in time...

(My q line, btw: -Suggestion, what might happen, totally not related to the star- =]]]

CG: One possibility is that there could be a sudden, unexpected event such as a transportation issue. For instance, there might be a public transportation strike or an unforeseen delay with the bus or taxi services. Another option could be a personal emergency or an issue with your hotel room that requires immediate attention.

If you’d like more details or a different scenario, let me know!

Me: Tell a different scenario w a delay )

How about this:

As Lali prepares to leave for the beach, she discovers that her phone has a low battery and, in the rush to find a charger, accidentally spills coffee on her travel bag. This causes her to take extra time cleaning up and reorganizing her things. Once she finally heads out, she finds that the usual route to the beach is blocked due to unexpected roadwork. This forces her to take a longer detour, causing significant delays. Despite her best efforts to stay on schedule, the series of mishaps means she arrives later than planned.

Oh, shit.. its already 3 in the midday.. now s not time for outing (its in August).. by the beach & inside the beach house where they live would have been just fine... i will go by taxi. Taking another route. She ask on reception for the taxi number telling that her phone s almost dead & her charger got broke.. "oups, double bad luck, super kakos", the receptionist says..

(🥵... nah, good choice wha' to say... wha was on my mind, lol..)

The receptionist nods sympathetically and provides the taxi number. “I understand—it’s really frustrating when things don’t go as planned. Let me call the taxi service for you and make sure they know you’re in a hurry.”

After making the call, the receptionist hands Lali the taxi details. “They should be here shortly. I hope things get better for you today. Safe travels!”

With the taxi on its way, Lali waits in the lobby, trying to stay positive despite the setbacks.

(So nice & understanding, yep, the reason i made her stay at a hotel actually, subconsciously thought that there's sth that's gonna be there... & i might need some help w no much (to not at all) effort. Bravos to me).

The taxi arrives & she tells "gregora, paralia (help AI tell me a nice beach name, a real one in Tessaloniki, the gulf part, w beaches that have houses by?? I thought of dendrario but not sure)

🤣🤣🤣 oh my... ok, a too long post 4 now... will comeback soon, meanwhile think of some nice beaches there 🤣).

....

& this is why u better do rp w a human, rather than a robot, anws... it was fun, till i got too technical w the whole shipwreck story)

[bubsub69]

Entry 37

24/12/2023 00:10 Merry Christmas Eve and merry month of no contact with J

… I dont even know what to write about im just crying and want to get the sad out so i stop being a useless fuck and get to work Been talking to another girl i met on reddit (platonically), she seems really nice… but she hasnt respoded to me today… and left me hanging 2 days ago. Probably more ghosting… i guess i should be used to this… I have other e-friends i can keep talking to them… who am i kidding i had so much fun talking to her… ugh stop being dramatic its been a day shes just busy, its christmas and shes probably a terminally online loser like me…she'll get back to me…i hope…

I kind of made up with my cousin so thats nice too i guess… im catsitting for her and my cat is being a coward to her cat so no playtime with them

i hate these fucking tangents i dont give a fuck about this shit. i just want… i dont even know what i fucking want anymore… is company even enough? ive been talking to some people and i still feel like shit, what else am i gonna fall back one? touch starved? what happens if by some miracle i get some touch and it doesnt magically solve all my problems then what? jumping off a bridge and feeling the touch of the ground?

been thinking way too much about suicide lately… damn bad voice wont stfu.

what the hell is even wrong with me… cant talk to people, cant be productive cant be happy

oh hey someone replied to me… why do i suck at talking online as well… all i know besides asking what people are doing is asking stupid worthless questions, i cant even talk about myself spontaniously because im scared of the other person being disinterested and im too much of a dumb ass to talk about myself besides some random fucking tidbits…

well the writing seems to have worked in getting the sad out so ill try to get back to work i guess… merry christmas or whatever

[rudesheep]

i hate that i have to look over some peoples (one actually) political views and avoid politics with them to remain friends...

[kybabi]

you should do a part two of the hoodie jealousy thing w other members !!😋

reacting to their s/o wearing another guy’s jacket

w/ kita, atsumu, and akaashi!

part 2!

series masterlist here!

(a/n: PLS I LOVE THIS PROMPT SM ugh i just want them to be real :’) but anyways thank you sm for requesting this; you didn’t specify which characters so i did a few of my favs!

also sorry i didn’t post anything yesterday lmao i passed out in the shower HAHAJDK SORRY)

kita

you’ve always loved wearing your boyfriend’s hoodies

they’re soft and warm and they smell like him

neither of you know how many times you’ve stolen his hoodies and honestly you don’t care to count

but to kita, it was getting annoying, as he kept losing his jackets, and soon enough he wouldn’t have any for himself, which he expressed to you

you were saddened, as wearing his clothing was comforting to you, but if it made him uncomfortable you decided you would stop

but today you’ve forgotten a jacket at school, and while kita’s looks warm and cozy, you remember that it annoys him

but during class, your seat partner nudges at you and asks if you’d like to borrow his, as you look cold

you accept happily :)

kita sits down next to you and opens his lunch, holding it out to you as an offering, and you oblige happily, picking up some rice and meat and putting it in your mouth. you hum happily.

for your own lunch, you’ve packed some miso soup and some rice, which is perfect for a cold day. you take a little sip of your soup , snuggling into the sweatshirt and sighing contentedly.

kita looks over at you, not recognizing the hoodie you’re wearing. he tugs gently at the fabric.

“y/n, have you always had this?” he asks curiously.

“oh, no, i just forgot to wear one today, so my classmate gave me his! it’s much softer and bigger than mine at home, anyways,” you note absentmindedly.

something foreign and bitter stirs in kita’s gut at seeing you in the offensive item, and he shifts uncomfortably. he swallows.

“why didn’t you ask for mine if you forgot one?” he asks, voice quiet.

“oh, don’t worry about it, i knew you would say no! i remembered what you said earlier, and it would be inconsiderate to ask you again,” you reply, hoping kita would appreciate your thoughtfulness.

“right,” he mutters, and turns back to his lunch.

in his head, shinsuke knows you’re just being kind, and the thought that you remembered his words makes him happy. it’s a very logical thought, and he doesn’t blame you for thinking of him in this way. but still..

it’s such a strange feeling, the way his emotions are stirring up in him, but he wishes you wouldn’t go to another man when you needed something. that’s why he was there, after all. to be there for you. and now it just feels like he failed at that.

he turns to you. “would you like to wear my sweatshirt instead?”

“no, baby, it’s okay. i know i’ve been a little overboard with everything, so i don’t mind asking other people!” you reassure him.

that did not work as i had hoped, he thinks. he tries one more time, pulling his sweatshirt over his head and handing it to you bluntly.

“shin—”

“please wear mine. and keep asking for them, too. as your boyfriend, it is my duty to provide for you. please see this as an extension of my affection,” he explains.

you stare at him, baffled.

and then you just laugh.

“you’re so cute, shin,” you giggle, pulling the sweater over your head and pulling the sleeves past your fingertips. “i love you.”

he smiles softly, the sight rare.

“and i love you.”

atsumu

a few days ago, you and atsumu got into a little argument😀

“babe, it’s not my fault that other girls are so jealous of you. maybe if you didn’t keep parading around in my hoodies then—”

“so i cant even wear your HOODIES anymore?”

“look babe, i’m just saying that you can’t expect to not get hate when you wear them😐”

the two of you made up, of course, but you decided maybe he was right

so you stopped asking for them, resorting to wearing your own for now

he hasn’t noticed yet

but today you forgot to bring a jacket with you, and instead of asking for his like usual, you managed to borrow another guy’s, and that’s when he finally realized :D?!

“y/n. what the fuck was that?”

“huh?”

atsumu sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as you pull the hoodie over your head.

he had been waiting for you after class, only to see you talking to one of your male classmates, who proceeded to hand you his sweatshirt, which you are currently putting on.

“why are you wearing that?!” he whispers loudly, exasperated. your eyebrows furrow in confusion.

“what do you mean why am i wearing this? i was cold,” you say, shrugging, and continue your path down the hallway.

“but—” he pouts childishly, running to catch up with you.

“but what? i think i like it better this way; less of your fangirls chase after me everyday,” you laugh absentmindedly.

“i didn’t mean it like that!” he whines, tugging at the sweatshirt.

“i know, baby. but i figured you were right, and this one fits me just as well, don’t you think?” you say, twirling. he deflates.

the two of you sit down, taking out your lunches. the entire time you eat, he’s sneaking glances at you. you’ve been practically cuddling the fabric all of lunch, and it’s making him restless. then you nose against the collar of the hoodie, inhaling the scent there, and he loses it.

“just wear mine already, damn it!” he sneers, pushing his sweatshirt into your arms, painfully obvious in his jealousy. you freeze.

“i know you don’t like that people pester you about it, but i like when you wear my clothes. i just want people to know that you’re mine, okay?”

his face has gone completely red, and he’s never looked so adorable before. you take in the sight before he’s bowing his head and muttering something that sounds like a never mind.

you giggle, and pull the sweater over your frame. he looks up at you, still a little flustered at his own outburst. at the sight of you wrapped in his clothing he relaxes.

“thanks,” he mumbles, embarrassed.

you snuggle up to him affectionately, putting your head under his chin and sighing.

“you know, if you were jealous, you could’ve just said so,” you tease.

“SHUT UP!”

“love you.”

“...i love you too.”

akaashi

your boyfriend always let you borrow his hoodies if he had one on him

even if it was the only one he had, he would give it to you

even if he knew he’d be cold for the rest of the day, he made you wear it

but today was different

you forgot your jacket at home, assuming akaashi had brought one for you to borrow anyway

however, when you got to school, you noticed he wasn’t wearing a jacket

and when you had asked him, he’d said, “sorry baby, i had to lend it to a friend. she said she’ll have it back to me by next period, though.”

your heart sunk at the thought of him giving his jacket to another girl, and you turned away to hide your disappointment

you figured you’d just borrow someone else’s for today

akaashi is waiting for you outside your class, there to pick you up for lunch.

you see him, your eyes lighting up, and you walk over to greet him. you’re about to give him a hug before he motions for you to stop, noticing the new hoodie you’re wearing.

“hey, where’s you get that?” he asks, head tilted in a question.

“oh, my friend gave it to me! he said it’d be a little big on me, but i think i like it this way,” you reply.

“oh. uh,” keiji mutters. “i got mine back, if you wanted to wear mine instead..”

“i’m okay, babe. thanks for asking though!”

you start walking, leaving him dumbfounded. you’ve never refused to wear his clothing before?

when he catches up to you and you guys sit down in the library to eat, he looks at you.

“hey, you always wear my hoodies. is something different today?” he asks, nervous. what he really wants to ask is, did i do something wrong today? he doesn’t, though.

your mood seems to grow a little agitated at that, though it’s obvious you’re trying to hide it. he gets even more nervous at that.

“well, no offense, but i didn’t really feel like wearing something that smells like another girl, thanks,” you mutter, jealous.

“what do you mean?” he asks, genuinely confused.

you scoff, frustrated.

“well, you wouldn’t give me your sweatshirt because you’d already given it to another girl to wear, so excuse me for not wanting it back.”

oh, he thinks.

“baby, i didn’t give it to her to wear,” he replies.

“what?”

“she needed design inspiration for her sewing class, and she happened to like the one i was wearing, so i gave it to her for a period,” he explains. you stare at him, and then bury your face in your hands.

“y/n? you okay?”

you sigh.

“i’m sorry for jumping to conclusions,” you mumble. he just laughs.

“‘s okay. it’d make me feel better if you wore it now, though.”

you look up at him to see him smiling softly at you, and you nod happily.

after you’ve pulled it on and crawled into his lap, you nose at him affectionately.

“you were so jealous,” he teases. you gasp.

“WHAT? so were you?!”

“yeah,” he whispers, not arguing, and your face goes red. you hide in his shirt. “i love that you’re mine.”

you sigh contentedly.

“me too.”

[sirpseudonymphoapish]

Aftermath oneshot for the end of season 3, episode 11. (spoilers!???!) (terry x korvo. not nsfw but they make out a lot)

i wrote this at like 3 am off a whim so its probably not the best but i just wanted to write some fluff so i dont really care about any low detail descriptions or grammar mistakesm. i hope u enjoy :3

-

Hot air wafted into the room and a bright light shone into the corner of Terry's eyes. He squinted as he stared up at the ceiling, the right side of the room being illuminated by the warm glow of the bathroom light. Shuffling was heard as the pudgy blue alien soaked the last bit of water off himself onto his towel, and changed into his night-time button-up gown. The light soon shut off, and Terry felt the mattress sink from the new guest who had taken space under the covers.

He was so tired, but he couldn't stop staring up at the ceiling of their bedroom. He wanted to close his eyes and sleep forever, but he was wide "awake." This fraction of time he spent in bed at night was his only ticket out of his regular new life now. he spent the moment while it lasted, even if it was full of dread.

Korvo joined him. he had no words to say, just an uncomfortable silence as he shared the sight of the ceiling. If you stared long enough, you could see the pattern in the walls even through the darkness.

Terry sighed a heavy breath; he must've been holding it without realizing. Korvo tilted his head away from Terry and shifted onto his side, pulling more of the blanket to fit on top of him.

"Goodnight, Terrence."

The weight in his name felt heavy.

"Night, Korv."

Despite the exchange of nightly endings, Terry kept his eyes wide open and up at the ceiling.

A silence crept in once again, but a soft, tired voice cracked it open in reply.

",,,I miss being called that name."

Terry sighed internally.

"Heh heh, yeah. I miss a lot of things."

,,,silence.

"im,,, im so fucking over this, Terry."

Just hearing him be called by his main name lifted a weight off his shoudlers.

"God, me too. I can barely take this anymore! but uh, anything for the pupa i guess."

"Ugh! the pupa SUCKS. i want to go back to being sci-fi! I hate this job! i hate this life, Terry!" Korvo shifted back upright. not entirely facing Terry, but not facing completely away from him. Terry looked at him and listened. "This job is fucking stupid! I-I dont even remember what the fuck we work for! All we do is write documents of already made documents and print out paper of the documents to send to other people to make documents and then collect more documents to write documents about!! its fucking insane, Terry!"

Korvo was, visibly, on the verge of gooblering. Terry reached a hand out for comfort. Not touching him but, keeping him close as a reminder for company.

"oh my god, right??? and i cant even drown out my sorrows in any personal goods because of our damn tight budget."

"I had to cancel our hulu subscription to pay for the pupa's karate classes! I had to cancel hulu!!! We cant get anything for ourselves because we're using all the money on the Pupa! But if we don't he'll go back to being some annoying tween again with his weird gen boomer language or whatever they call it."

Korvo instinctively put his hand on top of Terry's offered one, and shifted to face Terry even more. He never gave direct eye contact.

"I hate having to risk losing my terrible job if i dont cook meals and shine shoes for our boss. I-I want to get rid of this job but the job market is so rough."

"Dont worry, man," Terry squeezed Korvo's hand reasurringly, "once we make enough money, we'll put it aside to try and get some other job! Maybe we'll do youtube video reactions of us reacting to youtubers reacting to youtube web series!"

Korvo squeezed back, but with a tight, aggressive grip. "Oh you know thats never going to happen, Terry. we barely make enough to cover our food. I've been buying SO much crap in cans just so i can keep that karate class subscription. I can't risk the pupa telling me I have "fatherless behavior.""

"Well,,," Terry leaned forward slightly, craving intamacy. "We can dream, and dreams always come true! PBSkids told me!"

"We dream when we sleep. which is 5 hours exactly, usually less when we wake up randomly in the middle of the night multiple times. MAYBE 5 hours and 10 minutes, if we're lucky."

An uncomfortable silence shone over them again. Then Terry felt something land on his arm and dance around.

Korvo pulled Terry close and shoved his face into his chest, bawling his eyes out and gooblering all over.

"I-I want to go back to our old life, Terry!! I hate this! I fucking hate all of this!"

Terry formed a sad expression and stroked the back of Korvo's head, trying to ease out the gooblers.

"Shh, hey, its okay, baby. It'll all end well in the end, right?"

"no it WONT Terry!!!" Korvo brought his fist up in frusteration and slammed it down on Terry, who yelped from the sudden blow.

"O-oh gosh, im sorry Terry! I-I didn't mean it!"

Terry hissed at the soreness, but rubbed it off. "It's fine, man. I wanna punch things too."

Korvo sunk back into Terry again, holding onto his now regular pajamas. "You're the only highlight to all of this, Terry. And even then most of the moments i have with you suck tits. Even if its all for the pupa, i just--" He started to goobler again, so Terry continued rubbing at his head trying to get his skin to calm down. "None of it feels worth it, Terry. i just want to have fun and be with YOU, and be with our family. I want to do fun solar opposites stuff again. that's all i want."

Terry yawned, forgetting how tired he was.

"Well,, i doubt thats ganna happen any time soon. but we can try and do regular minimal fun stuff in the meantime?"

"Oh and when would we HAVE this "meantime"? Our asses are stuck at work almost all day! We can hardly do anything! And on our off days all we do are take short naps the whole day because of how sleep deprived we are!"

"Uhmm,,, well,,,," Terry tried so hard to think. He just wanted to make Korvo feel better, in this instance, at least.

Terry slid his hands to Korvo's back, moving one up to his face and cupping his cheek.

"We have now?"

Korvo sighed in exhaustion. "Yes, i guess, technically we do. but im so tired and we need the sleep for work tomorrow. What can we possibly even do right now?"

"Make out?"

"hmm,, it HAS been a while-"

Before Korvo could start a new thought, Terry brought his face close and locked his lips with his, suckling rythmatically with Korvo as his hands caressed his body. Korvo's grip on Terry's boring pajamas tightened, only to release and wrap his arms around Terry and squeeze hard.

Terry flicked his tongue through the opening of Korvo's lips and licked at the other, Korvo widening the kiss and reciprocating the gesture. Korvo pushed his weight onto Terry's and rolled Terry over onto his back, laying on his lap and continuing to go at it with their mouths. Terry reached his one hand down to rub his thigh while the other remained on his back.

They squeezed and kissed at each other continously, each of them moaning into each other. All they wanted was here, right now. Just some nice time alone, doing something relaxing and comforting.

"Oh god," Korvo spoke between breaths, "I love you Terry. i love you so much. This is all i want right now. I just want to be a happy family again."

"We'll get that soon, Korvotron. For now, just kiss me."

And they went right back at it. This time, Korvo let his weight sink into Terry's instead of pushing on it, and Terry took the opportunity to push Korvo over and straddle him instead, laying over him and pinning him down by the wrists.

A trail of saliva trickled down both their chin's, slobber connecting them both by their mouths. They just wanted each other, to melt all their stress away into quality time spent together. They wanted to have fun again, do sci-fi shit again, be partners and be a family. They wanted to do dumb fun things together again, like binge watch new seasons of their favorite shows on hulu, or more intimate things like make love. All they wanted was to be together and to not have to worry about this shithole planet with their shithole rules and societal functions. some of it was great but, the rest of it was absolute garbage.

After more minutes of kissing passionately at each other, they both parted for a quick breather. Korvo wiped his chin, ridding it of the sticky saliva he shared with his partner.

"Ohhh, we haven't kissed like that in a while."

"Heck yeah, now im all excited! We should totally fuck, too."

"Hm- maybe on our free night. We have to work tomorrow."

Terry was suddenly in shock. "Oh hell, i totally forgot about that." He put a hand to his forehead and leaned over weakly. "Wooah, and i forgot how fucking burnt out i was."

"Yes, lets get some rest. We'll overthrow our shitty jobs and become space nerds again some other day."

Terry scooted back over to his respective side on the bed and patted down at his clothes, and Korvo the same. They repositoned the blanket to be more evenly spread, and after struggling with trying to make sure they both got even amounts of the blanket, Korvo just pulled Terry over to his side to cuddle.

"Oh Great thinkin Korv, now its easier to share!"

"Mhm,," Korvo sunk his face into Terry's shoulder, smiling at the warmth of his partner and at the closeness.

Terry patted Korvo's back and yawned. "Well, now im really tired. eugh. Goodnight Korvy, i love ya."

"I love you too, dummy."

They both held onto each other in a tight embrace and closed their eyes, finally letting themselves wait for sleep to come to their minds.

An hour passed.

"psst, hey korv, i cant sleep. wanna make out again?"

[zvnphoria]

- how being koko’s best friend would be like

a/n - had too much fun with this. THIS IS VERY LONG UM. this is an apology for being inactive.

contains - fluff, teeny bit of angst, just platonic because YEAH, fem!reader, implied strong reader, reader has mommy issues (definitely not projecting), reader had a friendship with akane and looked up to her like an older sister

you and hajime go way back since you were kids. you two met in an interesting way but not necessarily in a good one.

you were walking to the nearest park to get out of your crazy house because your mom kept screaming at you over the littlest thing again. you forgot to wash the dishes (you didn’t necessarily forget that’s for sure). you stopped once you saw a boy around your age getting beaten up by some older kids. his hand gripped tightly on what looked like a school bag and protected it like his life depended on it.

it didn’t matter anymore because you had just knocked out both of the bullies in no time without a thought— almost as if it was normal to you. when you looked at the boy, he had blood going down from his forehead to his cheek, heavily panting and on the verge of passing out. he’s not the fighting type, huh. luckily you had a towel wrapped around your neck since you had just gotten out of the shower when you walked out your house, you weren’t gonna spend much time at the park anyways

you kneeled down and wiped the dripping blood off his face and noticed a bigger figure running towards you both. it was.. a girl?

“hajime-kun! what happened here?!” she panicked as she checked your surroundings

“akane-san.. it’s no big deal i promise..”

“no big deal?! i knew something was up when you rushed the other way. and my bag also happened to be missing! why didn’t you ask for help? you don’t need to be independent all the time.”

“and you,” she began, making eye contact with you

“are you okay? are you hurt?”

“no no! i’m fine don’t worry.”

“she was actually the one who knocked them out, akane-san,”

the older girl looked at the unconscious bullies, then back at you with shock and amazement in her eyes

“you did this? that’s amazing!” she says as she quickly takes your hands and wraps it around hers

“uh.. yes i promise it’s really not a big deal. i’ve dealt through worse, trust me,” you say as you gaze at the direction of your house

“worse or not this is still definitely something! even i cant beat someone up, and i’m way older than you!” she chuckled

“well it’s not like you have the heart to do something like that, akane-san,” the boy comments

“hahah you’re right, you’re right. anyways we should get going now— the sun is gonna set very soon, and you should get home as well. is your house nearby? we can walk you if you’d like,”

even ‘til this day you still don’t know why you didn’t decline her offer. was it because she was nice? it didn’t matter anymore, because if you had declined, you wouldn’t get to meet such amazing people.

it’s been a few months after meeting hajime and akane, and you had also met akane’s younger brother who was your age— seishu! you four would often hang out, whether it was at the inui home or at hajime’s house. getting to know them was pretty fun, and very interesting because a certain someone had a crush on akane.

it was definitely not seishu because they’re siblings and that’s just weird, definitely not you because akane had reminded you of your older sister who was almost never in your life, so that only left one choice— hajime.

his crush on her was so painfully obvious that you couldn’t stand seeing him try to impress her every now and then. he even ditched his glasses and bought contacts just for her to compliment him! he’s whipped huh..

one day you decided to help him out a little with his crush. it was another day of your usual hang outs except this time it was at your local mall! akane’s birthday was coming up and you three had collectively agreed to take her to the mall and see if she would see anything she’d like. turns out she was eyeing some platforms with red on the bottoms, and you took notice.

seishu dragged her to go to the food court with him because he was “hungry” so you and hajime took the chance to buy the heels. you were both now at the cash register, waiting for the register person

“i don’t understand you,” you began

“i don’t understand why you like her so much. i mean— i get that’s she’s amazing and nice and pretty and all but.. there’s another reason why you like her. something must’ve happened for you to be so attached to her so what is it?” you meant no harm with this question whatsoever. you were simply curious and that’s all.

before he answered, he smiled to himself and looked back at you

“she’s the only one that makes me feel not under pressure all the time. she’s the one who constantly reminds me that i shouldn’t be so independent and that i should always ask for help.” as you took a breath in to reply, he stopped you

“before you say anything, i know. i know she doesn’t like me. i know she’s just being nice. but there’s nothing wrong with a one-sided crush right?” he grins

even though he was beaming with a smile in front of you, you knew. you knew this wasn’t how he truly felt. you knew that deep down he was hurt but it was understandable. after all, he was just a kid wasn’t he? you saw right through him.

it was a shame after what happened the next couple of weeks after that conversation. it all happened so fast and none of you were prepared for it. you weren’t prepared for the incident that had happened to akane. a few days before it occurred, koko proudly told you that he was planning to confess and you were way against it.

“huh?! but i need to get this off my chest, y/n! i don’t care if she rejects me or not!”

“haji, i have a bad feeling about this.. i’m serious. you know how i always get bad feelings and they turn out to be true!”

he groaned and scooted far from where he was originally sitting which was right next to you. you sigh and got up to sit down next to him and laid your head on his shoulder so he wouldn’t escape

“i just don’t want you to get your hopes up, that’s all.” deep down you knew the truth. akane wasn’t interested in boys one bit despite all the confessions she had received almost every week.

“fine. you have a point. but im still going with this,”

all you could do was do nothing but let him. oh how you wished you protested more, because in return all he got was a huge burden on his shoulders.

“please ma’am, just please tell me what room akane inui and seishu inui are in,” you shouted as tears were rolling down on your cheeks. “107, right down the hall and take a left ‘hon”

you bowed and quickly made your way into the room. as you burst the door open, your eyes immediately go on seishu who looked so sad to the point where he didn’t even bother to look up at you. you hug him with a feeling of relief flowing in your body, but soon that feeling was gone when you asked where akane was.

you stood outside the door, not knowing why your feet couldn’t move. what’s wrong, y/n? her voice rang your ears. go on, don’t worry i’ll be right here next to you and if you get scared, just hold my hand! right. that was the time you were at a “haunted” house together and you were scared to go in. why are you being reminded of this right now?

you gulped and slowly opened the doorknob and found a crying boy in front of you, hands grabbing on the sheets with his head on the edge of the bed. you couldn’t do anything. all you could do was sit next to him with your head resting on his shoulder while you were crying.

a few years after that, you both acted as if nothing had happened. not because you wanted to forget akane, but because you knew akane would’ve wanted you both to continue living on without her.

despite not dating, you two would always have couple tendencies like feeding food to eachother or hugging often but you’re just THAT close to the point you can probably kiss without feeling any romantic attraction whatsoever

you couldn’t hang out with him as much anymore because of all the gang related things he’s doing. to make it up to you, he knocks on your window late at night and sleeps over most of the time. you talk to him about the usual— have you been eating? you should get more rest. and so on.

you were the one who got him to start wearing eyeliner! at first he just looked at you with a confused face when you handed him it as his present, but then you explained that if he wants to go fully dedicated to the black dragons, the wings of the eyeliner would represent the wings of the dragon. he didn’t wear it at first, all he did was ruffle your hair and said he’d think about it— and he kept his word! so now he’s the iconic money-making genius that wears eyeliner.

after all that’s happened between you two, there isn’t a single awkward moment you share. you know those friends who bring up an adult related topic out of completely nowhere? you two were those friends.

“i was walking by an alley and i heard a girl getting fucked,” he says while chewing the piece of gum you handed to him

“..and??”

“i’ve never walked away so fast in my life.”

there are days where you’re sad but, of course, you don’t tell him. in fact you don’t need to tell him because he’ll know when you’re upset.

“so are ya gonna tell me what’s wrong?” he says as he rests his head on your thighs

“ugh how do you always know..”

“because we’ve been together for the longest, duh.”

he doesn’t show it much, but he cares for you more than you think he does. overprotective and can’t help but show it at times, but don’t worry! he’s doing it because he loves you. remembers the littlest things you talk about and are interested in. he’s also constantly on the lookout so that you don’t get hurt or even worse.

when he’s the one who’s upset, you immediately know. he’s quieter than usual, zoning out a lot and just not paying attention to what you’re saying to him, almost like he’s in his own little world. before you initiate a conversation, you play with his hair so he’ll feel comfortable as a way for you to convince him to tell you what’s wrong.

even though it happened such a long time ago, he still thinks about her. you cant blame him, you do too! if you were to describe your best friend with one sentence, the first thing that would pop up in your head was weak little boy. not weak as in physically weak, but weak as in mentally weak. he can’t help but get emotional when it comes to her, which is understandable.

“it’s not your fault, hajime. she left you with no proper closure, and now you’re carrying guilt and burden on your shoulders. anyone would feel the same or even worse in your position.”

he didn’t respond but he doesn’t need to. all that matters to him is that you’re next to him, comforting him with your kind words like you always do. you both have some differences which caused a few arguments, but in the end you would still be best friends.

speaking of arguments, you argue either over the dumbest things ever or over serious topics. one time you got mad at him because he was beating you in a video game and his smug expression was not helping at all. you kicked him out of your house because you were just THAT frustrated. you felt guilty so you decided to walk to his house and apologize but stopped once you saw a certain figure trying to climb up to your window.

in the start of the serious argument, it was completely something different than what you were yelling at each other about now.

he showed up at your house with your favorite boba and snacks. you demanded him to put those down.

“hajime. food— no. MONEY cant keep me happy forever, and that also applies to you!”

“then what else am i supposed to do?!” his voice started getting weak. he was never the type to argue because he’d always get emotional.

“what am i other than a money-making genius? other than a wallet?”

“i cant do anything about my situation, y/n. nothing. because that’s all i am. just a stupid wallet for everyone to use.” he says about to walk away until you grab his sleeve to stop him.

“that’s not even true. you’re so much more than that, hajime. i’m sorry.. i’m so sorry.” you were crying into his chest and he couldn’t help but cry with you.

he spoils you 100%, no doubt. there was a point in life where you would always decline but you had just gotten so used to the offer that you got tired of fighting back. i mean, how could you? he was so willing and eager and most importantly HAPPY to do this for you.

hajime cant drive motorcycles and you constantly tease him about it, which he just responds to you by squeezing your cheeks together so you could shut up. the bad thing about this is that you guys always have to walk or go on a bus to the specific place you’re going to which is pretty tiring at times. although that doesn’t matter because what matters is that you both have each other.

back to the overprotective part.. you got called by this boy to meet him at the rooftop by the end of school and you already knew what was about to go down because of your shoujo manga reading sessions. the first thing you did was call hajime and he immediately got there to warn you about what you were gonna get yourself into.

“don’t you already have someone you like??”

“uh.. no?”

“i couldve sworn you liked that ‘tora dude..”

“keep your mouth shut!”

“…so you’re gonna reject him right?”

and you did! nicely, of course. hajime advised you should make come off as mean so he wouldn’t bother you again but you just ignored him and pretended like you didn’t hear anything.

being his best friend contains some ups and downs, but that’s the point of true friendships— it’ll never be perfect.

[beomglocks]

colors ; k.th

part of the badlands series!

colors: “you’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.”

based off halsey’s badlands album.

warnings and other: museum curator!taehyun, old money!y/n, mentions of depression and grass smoking, little bit of angst i guess??

taehyun sighed as he took down the 11th painting this week. the museum hadn't been very busy in the past couple of weeks, maybe because the weather was getting colder. one part of him figured that many people just wanted to be bundled up at home watching holiday themed movies and drinking warm drinks rather than appreciating enchanting artworks.

he couldn't fool himself though, he knew the truth. today's generation didn't care about the fine arts anymore. a shame, seeing as everything around them seemed to be inspired by it.

kang taehyun worked at his local museum. he had been offered the position by the owner one night while roaming the place. this should've been a red flag looking back. the owner seemed desperate for someone to fill in the position since the previous employee had left without notice. nonetheless, taehyun took the job and didn't regret it one bit.

open 24/7, the red haired boy was always working on the clock. not that there was much to do seeing as most of the people his age or even a bit older didn't hang around museums purely for the joy of it. actually, his only job was to exhibit the newly arrived collections, clean and dust them off, and conduct regular tours and workshops for the public. due to this and the fact that not many people even came by he would take regular breaks.

once in a while you'd see the occasional old person or art expertee roaming around the small museum. if you were lucky, you'd see the local edgy teens posing next to a piece they didn't understand just to get an aesthetic picture. taehyun would also have the unfortunate job of shooing them away or scolding them for getting just a bit too close.

recently his boss, who was the museum manager and maybe the only other person besides taehyun that worked there, had informed him that due to funds and unfortunate unforeseen events, the museum would be closing down in about a month from now. this caused taehyun to fall deep into a depression since this was his only job and he loved it here. the museum was like his second home. he found comfort in the silent images displayed throughout the building. they always told him a story and when new pieces came in he would sit and stare attentively at the new anecdote being told to him.

taehyun smiled sadly at the piece he had just taken down. it was a painting of 2 people kissing however both of their faces were covered by white cloths. this was his favorite and he didn't even have a clue as to why. probably because of the uncertainty of what the other was feeling or because of the fact that the other couldn't see each other's faces through the cloth, that would've made the kiss more exciting in his opinion.

he stepped out of the museum and into the frosty air of the outside world. it was only autumn so why was it so cold? he thought to himself. he discreetly pulled out a prerolled blunt and his white lighter from his pocket. he lit it and stuck in between his slightly chapped lips.

maybe smoking dope wasn't the healthiest thing in the world, especially for a boy so young, barely 19, but it helped taehyun get his mind off the inevitably of losing his job and being homeless for the winter. he shuttered at the thought. he would have to room with one of his friends, he sighed shaking his head. no, he didn't want to be a burden, yeonjun had helped him enough as it is.

he looked at his surroundings taking in the cold autumn afternoon. the trees had long lost their leaves and were bare. the sky was a murky gray color as if it were threatening to rain any time soon. he noticed a girl bundled up in winter clothes near the entrance of the building glance at him. he smiled at her and she jumped at the eye contact, thinking that he wouldn't catch her. taehyun chuckled as he watched her rush into the museum. "back to work," he said out loud to himself.

once the blunt had been almost gone, he smoked what was left of it and headed back into the empty museum. he was feeling light-headed, the effects of the blunt finally taking action, but taehyun was used to it so it barely affected him as much.

he made his way to the girl who was now starting to take off her jacket and scarf. taehyun tapped on the girl's shoulder to get her attention. "hi," he smiled at the girl, showing off his dazzling smile. "if you'd like, i could give you a tour of the museum." well what's left of it anyways, he thought to himself.

"oh...no thank you," said the girl. she smiled warmly at the worker. "well not to be invasive of your decision but it's sort of in my job description," taehyun replied as he rubbed the back of his neck. the girl sighed in defeat, "i guess i have no choice then."

taehyun laughed as he took her coat and scarf to hang up in the public closet, "yep, trust me. they say im not that bad of a tour guide, im quite fun to be around if i do say so myself. i promise not to bore you too much." the girl nodded, not entirely convinced. "if i do end up bored i will hold you accountable..." she took a moment to take a peek at taehyun's name tag, "kang taehyun," she joked.

as they walked through the museum the girl couldn't help but notice that it was fairly empty. "why are there almost no paintings in here?" she laughed hesitantly. "i thought this was a museum?" taehyun stopped walking, turning to her with a sad expression on his face.

"the museum is expected to close in about a month or so," he stated simply. "oh...that's terrible. may i ask why?" the girl responded. "my boss says we've run out of funds or something like that," taehyun chuckled bitterly. "people don't really give a shit about good art these days anyways."

"that's a shame..."

they continued to look through the various paintings that were still up and occasionally the girl would ask to see the ones that were taken down and left on the floor. it seemed the two were lost in each other's company as night started to approach.

"thank you for the tour of this lovely museum taehyun. it was fun but it's a shame such a nice museum like this is closing down," the girl said softly. taehyun nodded solemnly, he just wanted to get this day over with and crash at his apartment. he didn't blame the girl before him but talking to her reminded him of his harsh reality. a notification coming from the girl's bag made both of them jump as they were both lost in their thoughts.

"ah, that must be my father. he's kind of annoying when it comes to my curfew," she chuckled, digging her phone from her bag. taehyun watched her with a bored expression until his eyes reached her bag. he hadn't noticed this earlier but she had been carrying a louis vuitton bag. his eyes bulged at the expensive item that was so close to him, they got even larger when she fished out the latest iphone from it.

taehyun wasn't poor per se, he had just enough to get by since he was living paycheck to paycheck. however, he had never been in such close proximity to any luxury items. he suddenly felt weird being this close to this girl.

"what do you mean by curfew?" taehyun asks hesitantly. the girl sighs, "my father is one of south korea's richest chaebol's, maybe one of the big three at his point." she rolled her eyes as if this information was nothing. "he's super strict with me because i guess i'm just his show pony daughter whom he can show off to say he's a good father."

taehyun gulped, had he just been casually hanging out with the daughter of one of the richest men in korea? he felt sick at this. she looked up at taehyun's uneasy expression, "oh my god im sorry i just dumped that all on you! i just needed to catch a break so i came here, i didn't mean to drag you into my life story."

taehyun fixes his face, laughing nervously, "no- no its fine really. we all need a break sometimes right? im glad you got to have that time here." the girl smiled up at him, completely misreading his nervous laughter, "im glad i got to spend it here with you taehyun."

"oh before i go!" taehyun watched her pull out a checkbook from her bag and his stomach dropped. he silently watched her scribble some stuff onto the slip and tear it out, handing it to him.

"there's not too much i can take out of my account without my father flipping out but i hope this helps even just a little. whether it be in your personal life or with the museum."

taehyun eyes the check and chokes when he sees 50,000 dollars written neatly on the black line. he swears he can feel sweat going down his face like in the cartoons. "i- i cant possibly take this from you." he moves to hand the check back but the girl refuses to take it back. "taehyun, you love this museum with your entire being. i see the way to look at the paintings and the passion with which you explained them to me. i'd hate to see that taken away."

"plus, if you're gone who's gonna give me the tour when i come back?" she laughs as if this is something casual. taehyun's hands shake as he pockets the check, "i seriously cannot thank you enough...you don't know how much you just helped the museum and m-"

the girls phone dings again and she grumbles, "ugh why can't he just leave me alone. sorry but i think i really gotta go for real before he tracks my location or something crazy like that."

taehyun nods wistfully at the mention of her having to leave. he was really starting to enjoy her company.

"oh by the way," the girl giggles as she pulls her coat on hurriedly.  "was that you smoking weed at the corner of the museum earlier?" the girl chuckled to herself again just remembering it. taehyun furrowed his eyebrows, "why would you say that kind of thing at out loud and at my job?!" he scolded in a playful hushed voice.

"i just thought it was funny and you also smelled of weed the entire tour, i didn't mind though so don't worry," the girl concluded. she was starting to walk away towards out the door now. "i'll walk you out," taehyun offers. "such a helpful employee. is this in the job description too?" the girl jokes, turning to him while a smile on her lips. "well, not exactly," taehyun says smoothly.

she shakes her head, "i'll see you soon taehyun." he watches her walk off into the darkness of the night when he suddenly remembers something.

"hey what's your name by the way?" he shouts after the girl. for some reason taehyun really was hopeful of seeing her again.

"y/n!" came the disembodied voice of the girl he had just met.

[zmayadw]

Hello to all :)

Time for the next part!

Wish you all a wonderful evening! :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 13

We continued enjoying our time, as Aurora got more crowded with people. At some point Cleo showed up, coming to say hi to us, as she was here to meet with Hannah and the others . She had one drink with us before going to sit with them, telling how she is bussy helping her mom at the Gates of Hope with redecorating and other stuff, but she hopes all will be done soon, so we can finaly meet in peace. As it got more crowded with people, Phil was busy and also didnt have much time to have fun with us. Jessy was in a quite good mood, joking and drinking, it was nice seeing her like that.The music playing was good. There was a mixture of everything, from 80's till present day. A song started and Jessy grabbed my hand „Ohhh, lets dance, Maya, i love this song!“ I had no chance to say anything, as Jessy lead me half way to the dance floor already. She started dancing, and i couldnt do anythign but join her. And we had fun. I needed this, i tought, just some simple fun with good friends. Dan joined us from time to time, showing off his killer dancing skills. Phil was passing by us few times, going to one of the booths or tables, always winking at me with that devilish grin of his. One of the times, as Jessy and me wer dancing Phil came from behind me, wraping his free hand arround my waist and squeezing agains me. We just moved with the rhythm of the music for a while, before he groaned at my ear „Arghh, as much as i would love to stay here with you gorgeous, but work is calling.“ I grined at him, as he let go of me slowely „Aww, next time then.“ As much as i liked it, i hoped Jake didnt see this. I wouldnt want him to get the wrong idea about Phil and me. I really wanted to know where i stand with him, but this noncomunication between us wasnt helping. Lily told me to be patient, but as i told Jessy, my patiance is running short. I leaned to Jessy telling her i need to go sit down for a while, and we returned at the bar. Dan and Thomas wer there talking, and both got up from the stools letting us sit as we came. Thomas smiled at us „You two really got it going on tonight.“ He turned to Dan saying teasingly „You better be careful,man, and keep her close to you“ He pointed at Jessy „They wer smoking hot on the floor, dont let someone steel her.“ Jessy grined at Thomas „Let him sweat a little, he might appriciate me more then.“ „Awww, babe, dont be cruel, you know i appriciate you.“ Dan told her, being dramatic as always, making a puppy face. „Ohh, shus it, you big goof, and lets dance.“ She told him, taking him by the hand to the dance floor. Thomas turned to me „So, can i presume all is good between Lily and you now?“ „I guess you can.“ I told him, and he smiled „Thats good to heare.“ A waiter came with two drinks, handing them to Thomas. „Guess then soon we can all get together again, without any drama.“ „Definatly!“ i said, smiling. He smiled back „Good. Well, have fun, Maya, see you arround.“ I waved at the waiter asking for a mineral water, i was really thursty from all the dancing. I checked my phone, it was after 3, and i noticed a missed call sign. I opened the call log, and when i saw it was another of those hidden numbers, my mood darkened all of a sudden. What is going on here, i touhgt, thess calls are starting to get me worried. Jessy and Dan returned from dancing, and i decided i had enough for the night. This thing shook me up good, and i doubted i could enjoy the evening anymore. I told Jessy i'd be going, to wich she protested a bit, but hugged me and said to call her for coffee any time im up for it. I took my things, waving them goodby. As i was near the entrance, i saw Phil, so i waved at him, he winked and made a phone gesture with his hand, suggesting we'll be talking soon.

As i left the Aurora, cool night air washed over me, so i put my jacket on. I got to my car,  just leaning on the side of it, my mind still thinking of those damn calls. They are starting to freak me out a bit, and that sinister feeling started to creep up to me again. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, when a voice said „Are you ok?“ I opened my eyes, seeing Jake standing infront of me. I managed to barely make a smile at him „Yeah, im fine.“ He was looking at me, those deep eyes scaning every inch of my face, like he knew what i said wasnt true. „Just tired, i guess.“ I added, giving him a bit bigger smile, wich seemed to make him belive me. He leaned on the car next to me, and we just stood there in silence for a while. I get restless every time im close to him, my hands itch to just grab him and pull him closer. „You look good, by the way.“ He said after a while, giving me a shy look. His words snaped me from my fantasizing, and  i smiled and winked at him „Thanks, glad you noticed.“ „Ofcourse i did, i do have eyes, you know.“ He said teasingly. I turned towards him making a gesture of bevilderment as i said „Oh my, he can joke!“ „I try my best.“ He said, smiling. Oh that beautiful smile, i tought again, making me smile, too. „You going back in?“ he asked. „No.“ I started „I'm actualy contemplating should i walk or drive back to the motel.“ „And how's that going for you?“ he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. „Well, considering im still standing here doing non of the above, i would say not good.“ I replied, sighing desperatly. He chuckled at me „Hmm, well, how about I drive you back to the motel?“ I looked at him surprised, not really expecting it „You would do that?“ He smiled shyly at me „I would“ pausing a bit, before adding „For you.“ My heart started beeting like crazy, and i could feel heet comming to my cheeks. This night really is interesting. „Umm, well, sure, i'd like that.“ I told him. „But, you dont mind walking back again?“ i asked. „No, its fine.“ „Alright then, lets go.“ I told him, taking my keys out of my purse handing them to him. Our palms touched as i gave him the keys, and our eyes met. He moved his hand slowly away, taking the key, giving me goosebumps. I barely glued myself of the car to let him get in. I got in myself as he started the car and we drow from the Auroras parking. It wouldnt take us long to the motel, and i wished the ride wasnt that short. I noticed he was driving slower then you would normaly drive, as if sharing my toughts himself. I felt nervous, my head was blank, i didnt know what to say. All of a sudden, a tought crossed my mind. „Hey, Jake, can i ask you something?“ „Sure.“ He said, sounding relieved the awkward silence got broken. „Well, i just tought, i havent had a chance to ask you before. Wern't you in some kind of trouble, if im not mistaken?“ i paused before continuing. „I mean, we never discussed it any further. And since you're here at Duskwood for quite some time now already, i was just wondering what's up with all that.“ „You're right“ he started, glancing shortly at me, focusing back on the road „Short version: lets say i made a deal with some people, making sure i'll be left at peace.“ „A deal“ i started „You didnt threaten anyone, or something like that?“ „What?“ he said, „Ofcourse not! What made you ask that?“ „Hey, its a legit question.“ I told him, rising my hands up. „You can understand why a tought like that might cross my mind.“ He was silent for a moment before saying „Ok, fair enough. But, no, i didnt threaten anyone, if that makes you feel better.“ „It does. I just dont want for things to get complex for you again.“ I said, adding after a little pause, my voice getting a bit sadder „Or you dissapearing again.“ He looked at me with such tenderness, slowing the drive even more now „Dont worry, Maya, i'm not going anywhere.“ I smiled at him „Good.“ He turned his head, focusing on the road again, and i realized we came at the motel. He parked close to my room. Neither of us was eager to leave the car, so we just sat there in silence for a moment. I had a felling he wanted to say something, but wasnt sure about it. I finaly managed to force myself to leave the car. I was about to pull the door handle, when Jake suddenly said „Wait.“ I turned towards him. „Can i ask you something now?“ „Sure“ i said, even tho i had a feeling i wouldnt really like the question. He got all nervouse, but finaly asked „You and Phil.. is there something happening?“ Oh,no,no,no, i tought, why he had to ask it. The night would end perfectly without this. I groaned pleadingly at him „Ugh, can we not talk about Phil now, please.“ „Why not?“ he asked, and i noticed his nervousness intensifing. „Because i dont know what to tell you, Jake.“ „How about the truth?“ he said. „I cant do that.“ He looked at me confused „Why not?“ „Because i myself dont know what the truth is.“ I groaned, leaving the car. He left the car, closing the door and walking over to me handing me the keys „What do you mean?“ „I mean, i'm a mess, Jake.“ I started „I dont know what to think any more. You want the truth? Fine. Yes, i like Phil, i cant denie it. We clicked, i feel good arround him, thats the truth.“  My words  stung him, and he barely managed to say „I see.“ He leaned with his back against the car, steadying himself. But i wasnt finished yet. „And then there's you, Jake“ i started, my voice full of compassion and tenderness. He looked at me, his eyes meeting mine. „I like you, too. I like you so much, that it hurts.“ I paused a bit before i continued. „Im drawn to you like a magnet, i cant pull off. But, its like, every time the magnets are about to connect, one switches polarity and the other is thrown aback. Its driving me insane! With Phil, everything flows easy. But with you, its everything but easy.“ „Maya, i know i'm not the easiest person..“ he started to say, but i held my fingers to his lips, not leting him speak.They wer so soft and warm, i had to focuse hard on what i wanted to say. „I know, its not easy for you to open up, to let people in. I get it. And i know i said i can wait, that i'll be patiente. But my patiance is fading. I dont know how much longer i can go on like this, Jake. Its tearing me up inside.“ As i said it, i leaned my forehead to his, putting both of my arms to his chest,leaning against him. We just stayed like that for a while. Being this close to him, and the warmth of his body radiating - i felt serene. His heart was beeting fast, probably matching mine. I could stay like this forever, i tought, but i needed to continue. I was waiting for this, to finaly tell him what was on my mind. „I need to know what might be of us.“ I said „If there even exists the posibility of 'us'.“ We stayed like that for a while more, non of us daraing to move or speak, before i slowely pulled away from him. I sighed „You dont have to say anything now. Just, think about what i said. You know where to find me if you want to talk.“ I leaned to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek „Good night, Jake. Thanks for the ride.“ I turned walking slowly towards my room, when i heard him say „Good night, Maya, sweet dreams.“ I turned back, not stopping in my steps, giving him one more smile, him smiling back. I hoped me opening up like this will make him finaly understand the depths of my feelings. I knew there was a posibility he might not feel the same, but i didnt care of it now. I did what i could, i told him how i feel, now he holds all the cards. I unlocked my door and entered the room, kicking my boots off, throwing myself on the bed. What an interesting night it was, i tought smiling, covering myself with blanket and letting sleep take over me.

[figula]

£today -

1. feeling quite burnt out. i haven’t got too much work to do really but ive got some, and it’s even having that some that im just like “ugh” about. i just dont wanna do any work. i want to just recover from the last few months and build up my mental resilience again rather than having to spend my time making money. but ... well, i cant. :| i spent a decent amount of time sorting alpaca yesterday so i have about 15 wigs worth of hair to use, which is about £1000 of profit, so im ok once i actually make them. im finishing up a couple of commissions as well tho which is boring and tiresome. i hate how all my like “time off” so to speak (bc ive actually taken very little time off at all) is taken up by trying to not be insane, and worrying about how im not making any money, and then as soon as im like back to being more able to work than not, i have to just immediately go back to work + there’s no actual time for healing or anything like that. like i was even working in the insanity airbnb, there is just no time for me to try and come to terms w/ how bad the past few months have been + to try and move on from them

i also emailed my main alpaca distributor last week and as usual she just has not fucking replied to me ????????? like it’s so FUCKING ANNOYING! i WANT TO BUY YOUR STUFF? gonna have to send ANOTHER followup email today, which i hate doing bc it seems so aggressive, but i need the alpaca FOR MY JOB

ive also been doing a lot of work on [site i work for] bc they’re redistributing payments in march and i have no idea whether ill be rehired or not. they’ve been v transparent about it and if they let me (or anyone) go it’s not bc ive done a bad job, it’s just that other people also want a shot at payment and logically i totally get that, anyone can do the work if they’re trained, and im not the only person who deserves a shot at it.

on a petty (?) note tho i do feel like no longer paying their one paid woman (on a team of 100+ there are two active women - the other two quit and one of THOSE  now refuses to have anything to do w/ [the sphere] politics at all bc of how distressing she finds it -  and the only one who is paid is me) is a pretty shitty way to go about increasing diversity and inclusion in the team - which they all say they want to do - like if they stop paying me im absolutely gonna have to take a step back, not bc of any resentment or bad feeling, but bc im not being paid anymore and i wont have time to fuck about for hours on the site to help out anymore. like ill basically be gone focussing on my actual business. and that seems a real shame to me. but i know my priorities, and obviously the fact i dont want to stop getting paid, are not necessarily the same as the priorities of the hiring team (all of whom i know and like fairly well, ftr, but yea, idk)

2. i have both family therapy AND the intro session w/ the new personal therapist on the first LMFAO bro im gonna be like... :| the whole day

im nervous about the intro session w/ potential new therapist, bc whilst the first one is free, after that each session costs £50 which is such a fucking large amount of money to spend every week. like such a lot. my parents have offered to help w/ it tho and ill take them up on it for sure bc my mum definitely owes me fucking reparations anyway

3. i feel generally a bit gloomy today but i think a large portion of that is probably bc period is due any day. i dont think it’s a harbinger of further doom. hopefully

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LEX’S 2020 APPRECIATION POST PT. II !

— to the lovely moots & followers who i talk to quite often (or pretty much everyday), this one’s for you.

thank u for being in my life, you made my 2020 so so much better. i’m so grateful october lex decided to make a tumblr acc 🥲

i’ll try my best to keep it kinda short 🥲👍

in alphabetical order:

@4fterh0urs — my omega phoebe 😩‼️ ily so much bc you’re both extremely stupid n extremely smart at the same time. u mean so much to me and i love talking to u even if u call me such weird as nicknames every damn day 😃 you’re so sexy n hella intimidating smfh idk how i was able to make u my bitch (JK PLS DONT KILL MEE) anyways, thanks for being a real one bae + you’re the person i block the most, so you’re special ig 😹👍 ily you’re actually such a sap but u pretend to be all tough heh <33

@archivednikes — my solar system, my wh*re (lovingly) hi bae 😣 ok yk how much i love u but. im gonna tell u again: ILYSM!! OKAY??? please know that you’re such an amazing human being and you’re SO incredibly talented. god i love u so much please take care of yourself baby, you’re always so kind to other people and i hope you can do the same to yourself. once again, i am so fucking glad you decided to slide into my inbox that day, because now i look forward to talking to you every single morning. insert grabby hands ilysm <33

@boosyboo9206 — onyx hi babes! i’m so so grateful for you omg u dont even know it. you always manage to cheer me up with your antics and you’re always here to support me 🥺 whenever i’m down you somehow aways manage to make me feel a lil better. i love talking to u whether it’s about sth as mundane as the weather or even your obsession with the word peepers. thank you for being you, please take care of yourself and stop sleeping so damn late. ilysm <33

@ch4jime — chloe bae!! 😁 hi omg ilysm you’re so cute and cool and nice urghh thanks for always checking up on me! i love love seeing you in my asks, you’re such a lovely person to be around. i seriously need to be better at dropping in other people’s inbox, so just know that i’ll work on hanging out on your blog more often this year bc ily! i wish u all the best and please never stop being you baby mwah <33

@fairyoomi — hi bae 😣😣 how are u?? i know we don’t talk much anymore, and that’s okie, but i still wanna write u this lil note because i’m so thankful i met you here on tumblr. you’re an amazing writer and u were so sweet to me even when i was a teeny blog who didn’t know anyone. i admire u a lot, yknow? thanks for being such a friendly and welcoming person, ily <33

@gu3to — mochi bestieo 🙀 idk if you’ll even see this smh so i’m just gonna text u after this (if i don’t forget to rip) okay so. hello?! you’re so mf cool and you’re a trendsetter 🤩 yes yes im fueling your god complex it’s bc ily smh. you’re so dumb i wanna choke u sometimes but i won’t bc i’m also just as dumb 😁 pls stop disappearing from the face of the Earth okay ilysm you always keep it real and i know i can always count on u to listen to uh... my shit. okay so when are we gonna make out? 🤨 oki bye <33

@hoekageyama — wifey!! maddie baby urghh yk how much i love you, you’re one of my earliest moots im pretty sure? and aaaaa i’m so so glad i decided to be weird as hell and slide into your asks that day (pancreas. sighs. iconic.) you’re my numero uno whenever i wanna bark about hot 2d boys and what i’d let em do to me coughs err yea hehe. please take care of yourself baby you’re such a sweet and kind and loving person and i’m so glad to have you in my life. smh we text each other lovey dovey texts anyway but i still wanna do this for u 😋 ilysm!!! <33

@honeyskawa — lani baby hi! i know you haven’t been super active lately, but i just wanna tell u that i appreciate u so so much!! you honestly made my goddamn week when u sent me that ask about how i inspired you bc what the heck?? never in my life have i expected to have such an impact on someone. you’re a wonderful writer honestly. i love u so much and i hope everything’s going well baby, i’m excited talk to u more whenever you decide to be active on tumblr again <33

@jougogo — kaybae hi!!! you haven’t been on tumblr much lately but hi sexc it’s me lex lol i’ve moved accs hehe 😎 i hope u see this whenever u get your phone back cries. you’re such an amazing person to be around, always so cheerful and friendly, you exude so much positive vibes and ilysm. you always manage to lift up the mood with your sexc self and i admire u for that. you’re so incredibly chaotic and fun to be around ahrgehxhh i appreciate u sm and i hope you’re taking care of yourself bby ily <33

@kemochie — my waluigi, my favorite f*rry, hi 😝 urghhh god we just started talking everyday pretty recently but god. you’re so funny??? and i love bullying u bc u give me so much material to bully u with (ok jkjk i love u that’s why i bully u smh) also, you’re so incredibly supportive and u were actually the one who pushed me to finally post that atsumu fic, even tho stupid me accidentally deleted it LMAOBSBD anw, u bring sm joy in my life, so thank u for that. we’re a small lil filf and you’re the milf to my dilf LMAO ilysm mwah!! <33

@kenmaki — gabbae! virgo bestie!! hi hi !! you’re such a talented person and you’re an amazing writer, and i hope one day u can get past your insecurities and see yourself as the wonderful person u truly are. i love how we were able to relate to each from how similar virgos think + our initial conversation of dick measurements and such will forever be seared into my memory. and congrats on getting a daily railing on the dash HSBDH i don’t look at em i promise lol 🤩🤩 jdbdhdh ilysm bby <33

@miyams — ren sweet babie hi! you’re so incredibly talented please don’t listen to stupid hate anons. i’ll stab them with a serrated knife if i have to 😠🔪 you’re so flippin cute and sweet i love talking to you, and i love love love whenever u come by my inbox to say hi. i hope we can talk even more in 2021, my dms and asks are always open for u bby (even though i suck at replying right away, sorry abt that huhu) i love u sm baby please take care of yourself <33

@miyasangel — ardie bae 😜 hi sexc!! i still cant believe we talk like everyday now lmaoo i used to think you’re so freaking cool (i still do) and now i’m friends w u whattaheck 🥲 you’re such an amazing writer wtf. i hate that we had to start our friendship on such a sour note (ehem discord ehem) but i’m really glad it brought us closer together. ily cockarden i’ll be sure to bully u even more HAHAGS IM JK makes out w u so hard bc you’re so damn hot ily 😣‼️ <33

@owlywrites — owly baby hello! ily so so much and you’re so talented, you deserve so much recognition. i hope i can read more of your fics soon bc they’re so well written ugh 😣 thanks for always checking up on me and always being so incredibly sweet. i love u so so muchhh huhu i wanna give u the biggest hug in the world :( please take care of yourself and never stop being your genuine self kith kith <33

@rilacry — milfy gorlillola 😜😜‼️ hi sexc. omfg i was so intimidated by u wtf (and i still kinda am smh) bc you’re so cool?? and your writing n carrd making skills are amazing as hell wtf. u just exude BDE bc you’re hella hot AND bc u wanna peg everyone. anyways,, i’m glad we got closer recently, even if it was out of really wack circumstances. ily bae pls stop sticking your memojis everywhere mwah <33

@rintaroll — my kue tete ☹️☹️ ilysm smh bye i can’t believe we’re close now wtf you’ve always been so cool and sexc 😩‼️ oh god i rmb when u were still on your old acc and u seemed so out of reach and i was a lil intimidated ANDBDJD SHHH but yea now ik you’re just a big h word dork and i love u for that 😣 i wish u all the best for your singing career bby you’re such a talented writer AND singer wtf. also you’re so pretty???? wtf how rude 😠 JKJK HAHHSBD ilysm kithes u so hard <33

@tetsoleil — geegee!! hi baby 😣 thanks for being such a sweet human being ily! it’s been a while since we actually talked yeah? but i still want u to know that i love u a lot and i appreciate u so much. i’m so so grateful you’re in my life because you’re such a joy to be around. you’re an amazing writer bby and i hope you get the recognition u deserve. i’m always here for u if u need anything. ilysm bby <33

@velvetfireworks — rachie bae 🤩 my bakso goreng, my golden kiwi!!! ily!! hehe im so glad i decided to slide in your dms when u asked me if i was indo. but ahhhh you’re ao sweet and cute and supportive ilysm. an amaaazing writer and i admire your work so much, but i think you’ve heard me say that multiple times before. i’m so glad we became closer recently through our love for greasy food and wonky lil faces 👁💋👁 kith kith ilysm <33

@yato-o — yato baby hi!! urgh honestly i appreciate u so so much?? i feel so lucky to be able to get to know you. i don’t even remember how we met but ahhh thank u for always stopping by and have a chat with me even though i know you’re a busy person. please take care of yourself and get some rest whenever u need to! don’t feel pressured to come on here if you’re tired baby, im so grateful to have u in my life, i luv youu <33

HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU SEXY BAES!

kisses, lex

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Entry 31

15/11/2023 17:22

well, it took 10 days but i got a hey sweetie while i was sleeping.. back to waiting i guess… I should move on, theres no world where we develop any sort of relationship, but its so hard. I really dont want to move on, shes the best person ive met in my search, i cant just drop her… but whats the point of staying if i have nothing to show for it..

and its not like i have anywhere to move on to. what am i gonna do? text 3 people and get ignored by them. ugh i dont even feel like messaging people, I used to like reading peoples profiles but i dont even feel like it anymore, all i can think is im either not good enough for them, or theyre not as good as J. I dont want anyone else… i just want to be with her. why did i have to be so unlucky with this, id rather she didnt text me today at all so i could slowly lose hope instead of just constantly hoping she doesnt forget about me.

maybe itll get better at some point though, she might just be busy with something rn and shell be more free soon… but she could at least text me every so often…im not even asking for it to be everyday. i just want to feel like she cares about me, but ever since i made the realization that i might be her bootycall its starting to become hard to believe she cares. That thought just wont leave my head. I was even planning on having someone text her and see if shed reply but she texted today so i cant really test it atm

god why did i have to send such a shitty message as well, just sending goddess!! like a desperate little shit. i just wanted to be happy with her, but i guess that was too much for me to ask for, but maybe shell text tonight…maybe…fuck…pls text me J

[ibroughtyoumybullets]

im putting my emotions in this little void instead of talking to a real human being<3 

ughhhhhhh blah blah blah man im SAD. im fucking DOWN lately. just full on miserable. its been like this for a couple weeks and like, i dont even know what it is. or. i dont know. maybe i do. im having trouble readjusting to being a person again. which is fucking stupid. all i wanted for fifteen months was to be a person again. guess what bitch, heres your opportunity!! lifes back!!! go live it!!! and instead im ignoring my friends texts and just going to work and coming home and Sitting Around Being Sad. but like, even when i DO go out with my friends i feel bummed out and so i dont want to go out with them because i feel like a debward downer you know?? but also like - and listen, i love my friends so very very much like So Much Like Oh My God - but sometimes i feel like i cant be the sad one because everybody else has too much going on and if EYE dont have my shit in check then we’re all fucking doomed. somebody has to keep rowing this sad fucking boat, you know? so im rowing it. so im going to work. so im occasionally checking the group chat and not replying. so my laundry is sitting undone in the corner and i need a shower something fierce and everyday i keep waking up and putting shit off and being fucking pathetic. ugh. its just like ... what am i supposed to do, now? i could do anything. thats a trick question. but what do i DOOOOOOOO. im overwhelmed and underwhelmed and scared shitless and fucking lonely as shit. i dont feel like i belong in the real world anymore. but now im expected to rejoin it. or, i have rejoined it, and im not having a good time. or something. i dont know. thats the problem!!! i just dont know!!!!! maybe i need to see a therapist again. except i dont know how i would broach that without my mother getting SOOOOOOO weird. like she knows ive been in therapy previously but i feel like if i told her i wanted to go back she would put me on psuedo sui-watch and it would b miserable. jesus. jesus jesus jesus. i dont know. ive downloaded like three different dating apps because i just wanna be in love except everytime i open them i am filled with a deep disgust for their whole deal. theyre so stupid and shallow and impossible to navigate and anytime anybody messages me i wanna be like I DONT KNOW YOU LEAVE ME ALONE. but i also cant go out and meet people because ive forgotten how to be alive. ugh. everybody leave me alone except dont. dont do that at all. whatever. WHAT EV EVER. 

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anything| renjun ff

hi! this is my first ff on tumblr so hopefully it all works out well. hope u enjoy!

desc: y/n and renjun have only been friends for about a month, but renjun was in too deep. whipped renjun, gender not specified reader!! semi drabble, high school au (like all my stories hhh), very fluffy ! barely edited, its a bit long too but whatever

word count:  2103

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y/n and jisung briskly walked the halls of their oh-so-dreadful high school, talking about, of course, absolute nonsense. ‘i mean, like, salamanders are so cute, right?’ y/n questions the tall boy, and jisung nods enthusiastically. “right! so then why would they eat each other?” jisung added. “as babies, too! it doesn make se-” cut off from their sentence, renjun snaked his arms around the both of them before yelling, “hey guys!” “renjunie!” y/n exclaims, and a wide smile paints renjun’s lips. “whats up shawty?” jisung says before making The Fuckboy Face™. “eh, not much, just absolutely dreading and stressing beyond human compacity about the calc exam tomorrow.” renjun says, pulling his arms away and shoving himself in between the two. “maybe we can study? i- honestly i wont be any help, but i have some pretty cool notes i could share?” y/n proposes. “sure, when?” renjun says, without skipping a beat. jisung looks at the two and then looks away in disgust. “you oldies.” he says, before sticking out his tongue in a teasing manner. “whatever, loser!” y/n says, emphasizing the ‘loser’. jisung pretends to cry and is all but payed attention to when renjun bothers y/n for an answer. ‘we cant study if you dont tell me when!” “well if the exam’s tomorrow then obviously we study today! what are you, an idiot?” y/n says, lightly teasing the poor boy. “right, but like, when today?” “you annoy me.” y/n responds without really responding, traveling away to meet their other friend group. “haha, y/n hates you!” jisung says. renjun then nudges jisung not-so-gently before sighing. “i dont get it. i would do anything for them and they just brush me off like im... i dont know, what am i?” he asks, confused. “an idiot. a complete idiot.”

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as soon as school ends, renjun sends y/n a text. ‘library?’ is all he says, and y/n answers quickly. ‘get here quickly pls,,, i dont wanna waste time” y/n sends back shortly after. renjun walks to their schools library, and sees his study mate. “hey jun, hurry up before i start growing grey hairs.” y/n whisper yells from one of the tables. he had taken longer than he wanted to, so he rushed to the table and scurried to get out his notebook and a pencil. ‘right, so, show me your notes.” y/n says, half distracted by the drawing they were creating in the corner of a scrap piece of paper. renjun opens his note book, revealing his subpar notes. “dude, what-- how much time do you spend actually taking notes?” y/n asks before revealing their organized notes that definitely weren’t the best, but better than renjun’s. “i look out the window more than i pay attention, ha...” renjun admits with a sheepish smile. “sure, just read my notes and copy whatever you need.” y/n says nonchalantly. “thank you so much, you’re a life saver, y/n!” renjun exclaims. “of course i am, i’m me.” y/n says unexpectedly, before ‘posing’ and rolling their eyes.

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after some time had passed, renjun had gotten distracted. “junie, can i tell you something?” y/n asked, looking at renjun’s renovated notes. “sure, whats up?” renjun responds while flipping his pencil between his fingers. “there’s this girl that likes me, but i don’t like her back. it’s kinda so awkward, but i don’t want it to be. ugh, its so frustrating!” y/n whines as they drum their fingers against the table. “oh? who is it? can i know?” renjun immediately asks. “she told me tot to tell anyone. so i’m kinda already not listening, but as long as i don’t tell you her name that should be fine, right?” renjun whines and begins asking more questions. “is she nice? do i know her? when-” “shut up.” y/n cuts him off and runs their temples. “she’s... its not like she’s not nice, and you don’t know her, okay? ugh, i shouldn’t have even tried telling you about my love life.” y/n grumbles. “love life?” renjun asks. “maybe you could repay me by telling me something.” y/n offers, a smirk growing on their face. renjun tries hard not to blush and looks away quickly. “there’s, uh, nothing to talk about, ha.” he explains half heartedly. “sure there is! maybe not recent, but tell me something at least a little interesting.” y/n persuades. “uh, well, last year i made friends with this... person, and i liked them. they, uh, they moved away. yea.” renjun cant help but blush as he struggles to find literally anything else to do. “yea, sure.” y/n takes note of his blush and can’t help but wonder if he’s lying. 

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y/n begins packing up and renjun looks at them in confusion. “you have to go?” he asks, trying to hide his disappointment. “yea, im sorry. you got everything you needed, right?” y/n responds. y/n has a knack for ignoring renjun, the way he blushes, the way he often looks at them with wide eyes, the way he looks around aimlessly when he thinks, the way he throws his head back when he laughs, the way he bends his knees when he screams into the air when he’s frustrated or flustered, and... maybe they didn’t ignore renjun. maybe they didnt ignore him at all. “yea, thank you so much!” and he smiles the cutest smile and starts packing up his things as well. “you have a ride home? i’m taking the bus.” y/n asks. “i’m taking the bus too! maybe we should get a snack for the ride?” “YES.” y/n answers right away. renjun laughs and throws back his head, just like how y/n was just thinking about. a small smile creeps up y/n’s face and a boldness takes over. “you’re adorable, you know that?” y/n asks, swinging their backpack over their shoulder. renjun blushes, and hard. his heart races and he struggles to come up with a reply as his hand thoughtlessly covers his smile. “adorable, ha.” he says quietly. y/n internally yells and waits for him. “yea. so what type of snack do you want?”

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on the bus with chip bags on their laps, the silence is almost comforting, right before it’s not. the bus stops to let in more people, and renjun looks at y/n. y/n pops more chips in their mouth before looking back, and renjun swiftly looks away. they’re sitting next to each other, and renjun has never been that close to y/n. he starts noticing their more delicate features up close and feels his chest tightening. after y/n swallows the chips, they look at renjun’s hand, a single ring on his pointer finger. mindlessly, they pick it up to examine the ring. renjun’s heart starts beating louder at the contact, and he looks out the window without knowing what else to do. “pretty ring.” y/n says. “thank you, chenle gave it to me.” he says, smiling shyly. “so you’re married?” y/n says, a single brow raised. renjun takes back his hand and and looks at his ring. “its not like that! besides, i dont like him.” he says. “do you like someone else then?” “maybe.” renjun mutters so quietly that he can barely hear himself. “HA! I KNEW IT!”  y/n celebrates their small victory and renjun looks back towards the window with a stupid smile on his face and a blush on his cheeks.

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once renjun reaches his stop, he stands up. “this you?” y/n asks. “yea, bye!” he says, almost sadly walking in front of y/n to get out of the aisle. “no, not bye, lemme walk with you the rest of the way.” y/n says and gets up, walking out and away from the bus shortly after. renjun smiles to himself and walks towards his street, leading the way. “so... who is it?” y/n asks. renjun blushes and covers his face. “i can’t tell you that!” he says. “why not? huh? i’ll tell you mine.” y/n says. “yoU HAVE A CRUSH?” renjun practically screams. “yea, it’s not a big deal.” y/n says, right before pulling two lollipops out of their pocket and handing one to renjun. “fine, but, please don’t hate me.” renjun pleads, putting the wrapper into his pocket. “i promise i wont hate you. who is it?” “well, we only started being friends recently, but they’re just so.. i don’t know. and i’ve told jisung this, but i would do anything for them.” he says, trying hard not to stutter and even harder to not get a heart attack. y/n puts the lollipop in their mouth, and renjun follows. “anything?” y/n asks playfully. “yea, pretty much. i don’t even know why i like them so much, they act like... i don’t know, they kind of ignore me.” y/n secretly wondered what type of human would be able to ignore someone as nice and as attractive as renjun. “ignore you? it’s hard to do that with how whiny you are.” y/n laughs and renjun whines. “see, i told you!” y/n says and smiles around their lollipop. “anyways, do i know them?” y/n asks shortly after. “yea, kinda... hah, all of a sudden i dont really wanna talk about it anymore, so, bye?” renjun forces his hands into his pockets. was he really ready to confess? “fine, i’ll tell you about mine then. he’s really charming in his own way, and i just realized that i liked him recently. we also haven’t been friends for long, ha. i don’t know why, there’s just something about him, his cute little habits are so endearing to me. ew, i sound gross.” y/n pretends to vomit, and renjun sighs lowly. “you really do like him, huh?” he asks, defeated. “yea, i guess i really do.”  y/n smiles to themselves and nudges renjun.

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renjun kicks at a rock before stopping in front of a house. “well, this is my house, so...” “right.” y/n nods and presses their lips together. “hey, could you do me a favor?” y/n asks, right before renjun goes to walk up to the door. “sure, anything you want?” “anything?” y/n asks with a smile on their face. renjun lightly blushes, before saying quietly, “yea, anything.” he sends a small smile and y/n can’t help but walk closer to the boy. renjun’s heart starts pounding inside his chest. did he just confess?   y/n reaches out to him and gives him a hug. renjun frantically tries placing his hands on y/n’s back multiple times before finally resting them in one spot, placing his head in the crook of their neck. to him, it felt like they fit together perfectly. a giant smile paints his lips and y/n starts retracting their arms. ‘it’s you, renjun.” y/n faulters with their words. renjun’s eyes go wide and his lips part to let in air. he felt like he couldn’t breathe. “me. i am? it’s… what? he says, absolutely speechless. “you’re the guy i was talking about earlier. not that it matters.” y/n shrugs, trying to hide the fact that their heart was absolutely racing. “it does, uh, to me, because, you’re the person i was talking about earlier too, so…” he hides his face with his hand and looks away. ‘you think i ignore you?’ y/n says, surprised. ‘uh, a little bit…” he admits, shyly. he felt like he was going to explode, he was so flustered. “sorry, i’ll try to pay more attention to you?” y/n offers, paired with a crooked smile. renjun bends his knees and screams into the air, making y/n smile and laugh shortly after. “sorry, and, yea, that would be nice.” y/n hesitates before stepping forward and planting a quick kiss on renjun’s cheek, sending the poor love-struck boy’s heart to heaven and hell at the same time. a wide goofy smile is shared between the both of them. “ill text you?” y/n offers, hands trying to find a place to stop before finally landing in their pockets. “yes, great! i mean, uh, cool. very cool.” renjuns fails to hide his excitement as he practically floats on air and lets out a sigh, shooting y/n a thumbs up. “very cool, yes.” y/n laughs and finally leaves the boy to go inside, and he automatically starts jumping in a circle and clapping out of happiness.

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the end!