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[catiuskaa]

new task: valentine’s day.

PAIRING! seungmin x reader ; enemies/rivals2lovers!

SUMMARY: boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments…to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

WC: 10.6k (OH MY FUCKING GOD)

CW: it’s like fluffy comfort because I say so, kim seungmin supremacy (YES), use of spanglish (just on the text messages bc yes, it’s not relevant to the plot, dw), use of text format for plot convenience (and a whole bunch of emojis and colors), the reader is stupidly short (which i know all about), use of cliché valentine and enemies2lovers tropes (BECAUSE THEY ARE FUN AND THEY WORK), academic rivals (we love to see it), bad student reader x good student seungmin (like bad/mean girl x good boy ish), mentions of the unability to deal with complicated feelings, mentions of masking feelings, slight hint of bullying?, mentions of being followed, use of (pet)names because I don’t like using ‘y/n’: little one, shortie, shortcake, smallable, pretty, (yes i’m just petty like that, sue me), hyunjin as a walking therapist, and the ending is almost a reference to a show i'm obsessed with (not gonna say it so i don't spoil it for you guys hehehe)

SPECIAL THANKS! To my lovely pookies @lyramundana and @tonks-21 for ideas and support, plus also, most of the classmate’s names are thanks to gorgeous gourgeous @stayconnecteed and her spanishverse series bc i’m so invested! Go check all of their blogs out! 100% recommend. son mis chicas españolitas, hehe<3

A/N: alone on valentine’s day? same for me, pookie! but dontchu worry, mister kim seungmin is here to help us out<3 (and if not, we can always help each other😚🫶)

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{PROLOGUE: THE GROUPCHAT}

At first, you didn’t really know him.

To think for a second that there was a time where you didn’t know who he was made you sigh. Oh, how you wish you had never, ever encountered him.

…Kim Seungmin.

Some may say that ‘rivals’ or ‘enemies’ is a term that could seem too intense regarding a simple statement: that you two didn’t get along.

But no. Because those kind of words were exactly how you’d define your relationship.

And it had all started the first day of your last year before graduating. When you made the class groupchat.

> you created ‘Year 13-A 😼😼’

> you added ‘lucas🤺’ ‘atenea🛐’ ‘noa🫶’ and 16 more.

> you: guys help, am I missing people?

> you: @ atenea🛐 told me to create this group for homework n stuff but idk if I have everyone’s numbers 😵‍💫😵‍💫

< noa🫶: tía you’re missing two people no?

< lara💋: hala, new people?? 👀

< noa🫶: pero- they’re literally from the other group, girl

< abril🌻: you even know them lara

< abril🌻: se te va la pinza JAJSJA

< miguel📚: sí, there should be 22 people (creo)

> you: oh right, Lix told me!

> you: yeah i’ll add them now, brb 🏃‍♀️

Well.

Rookie mistake.

> you added ‘kim seungmin™️’, ‘hyunjin🎨’

> you: omg i even added everyone

< lucas🤺: omg omg

< kim seungmin™️: omg omg so crazyy

You rolled your eyes, smiling slightly as you texted. But that was just because you hadn’t talked to him before.

Now was a different story, of course. You wouldn’t smile, not for Kim Seungmin.

> you: @ kim seungmin™️ what was crazy is how difficult it was finding someone who had your phone number, lol

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: fr fr omg

< lucas🤺: que es omg

< lucas🤺: ‘oh me gustas’ ? omg?

< lara💋: you’re such an idiot, asshole

< lucas🤺: ohhh you love me so bad 😌😌😌

< isabel🌸: she knows better lol

< lucas🤺: dude, you’re my sister

< lucas🤺: shouldn’t you be backing me?

< isabel🌸: there’s a fee for that, dude.

You giggled at the stupid teasing, used to your mates’ shenanigans that never ceased to make you laugh.

But then, he replied.

< kim seungmin™️: @ you the only difficult thing here is you reaching graduation

…

Your smile faded.

You read that once more. Then again. And another time.

You chuckled dryly.

What was this guy on about?

> you: ah? wdym?

You remember thinking that maybe he was joking. That maybe he was someone who talked to people with a lot of harsh remarks without really meaning them. That maybe he was trying to be funny, or something.

Other texts showed up, but Kim Seungmin —named like so in the contact Felix had shared to you— wasn’t replying.

< minho🐈: guys wtf it’s 00:12

< lucas🤺: oh he uses the other clock

< lucas🤺: so its am-pm for us but not for you

< lucas🤺: think you’re special? wanna fight?

< noa🫶: lucas just shut up and go to bed

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: damn right 🛌🛌🛌

< miguel📚: guys, stop texting 😓

> you: yeah guys lol

< minho🐈: no u started this

< minho🐈: u shush

You snickered softly, used to Minho’s humour, quickly playing along.

> you: ?! unfair ☝️🤓

< kim seungmin™️: no, minho’s right for once

< kim seungmin™️: you should shush

< kim seungmin™️: you’re less annoying when you’re quiet

You frowned at your phone, your face contorted in angry confussion.

Who did this guys think he was?

With a huff, you typed a rapid “gtg guys!”, ignoring Seungmin’s texts, and quickly settled your phone back on your pocket, getting off the bus and finally arriving home.

You groaned, the text that that Seungmin idiot had sent still rolling in your head even after you laid in bed. You passed your hands through your hair.

“Difficult to reach graduation?” You mumbled, eyes fixated ln the chatroom the sentence feeling like acid in your mouth.

Kim Seungmin wasn’t ready for how difficult his last year was going to be, solely for his stupid text message.

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 1: NOT A LOVEFOOL… YET}

To be in the same class group than him was slightly tolerable.

Is what you’d like to say if you were in a good mood. But it wasn’t the case.

You were mad. As fuck.

“I just need you to give it a chance,” Miss Fernández stated once more, and you had to hold back to not roll your eyes at her.

“But Miss. I know that this subject is difficult and that he could, uh, help me out with the project,” you muttered reluctantly, because on normal circumstances, you wouldn’t go as far as to let Kim Seungmin help you with chemistry. Not ever.

You weren’t in need of help that desperatly.

And that was a fact, not a matter of ifs, buts, or maybes. That was an absolute. Something that lovely-yet-not-so-much teacher Lucía Fernández, spanish accent and all, was not getting.

“Listen. We both know that your grade is the best I can offer considering your behaviour in my class, despite of your average knowledge of the subject. And in this case, I am offering to set that aside if you work on these following assignments with your classmate Seungmin.”

Her harsh tone was also an absolute, and that made you clench your jaw. You blamed Lucas for her attitude towards you —after all, that one accident with a Bunsen Burner had been mostly his fault—, but you breathed in, trying to offer your most pity-inducing grin.

Judging by her glare, it wasn’t working.

“Miss, I—”

“I’m sorry.” She didn’t look like she was. “It’s my last word. And I think that after coming three days to my office on each of your free periods, this is getting a bit tiring.” She sighed, adjusting her glasses by a soft push of her finger.

Nope. She definetely wasn’t sorry.

Witholding a groan you left her office, and huffed as the door closed behind you, swiftly heading to meet your group of friends when they got out of their Biology lesson in other building within the school grounds.

It was a chilly evening, maybe not too much from what one could expect for the first week of February, still one that made you hide your face in your scarf and you hands in your jacket pockets.

You settled your headphones where they belonged, humming to the music to hold back the need to rant and rave against your chemistry teacher, when your phone dinged.

< henry li🫧: everything ok? saw you in lucifer’s office rn

< henry li🫧: did you do smth again? you cheekyyy 🙊

You gingerly laughed, and started typing out your answer, when, out of nowhere, you bumped against someone, making all of the books that they were carrying fall down of their grasp.

You pursed your lips, then pressed them in a thin line. Staring at their— his back, you saw that his backpack was almost empty. Why the fuck would he carry all of his books on his hands then?

The guy had quickly bent down to get his books back, and you followed too, taking your headphones off and quickly trying to prevent the papers from getting wet because of the floor, that was damp from the rain before, when your hands softly brushed against each other, still, you forced yourself to ignore it.

“I’m so…” the word dissapeared in your mouth.

“It’s ok, don’t… oh.” He blinked, his face showing nothing. For fuck’s sake.

Why did it always have to be him?

He swiftly took all of the things from you, as if your touch could be worse than the wet floor. You frowned, feeling a cold shiver trail up your spine, and you crossed your arms in front of you, struggling to seek some warmth.

“Watch it, little one.” He mocked with a light smirk. “I might accidentally step on you one day.”

You looked at him through your eyelashes. What. An. Idiot. You passed a hand through your hair, chuckling dryly.

“I-,” you sighed, shaking your head sideways. “Nah, you know what? I don’t have time for this crap.” You smiled at him widely, full of sarcasm.

But just when you were about to leave, you felt a tug at your sleeve, the fabric of your shirt not thick enough to hide the warmth of Seungmin’s grasp on your forearm. You frowned, confused at the lack of any uncomfortable feelings because of it. There was none, but rather a need to cover yourself with it and wear it like a jacket.

“Did you fix it?”

You blinked, trying to get your brain to focus on his words.

“Huh?”

He rolled his eyes, but his hand didn’t move an inch. “You said you were going to talk to Miss Fernández so we wouldn’t be partners, which is, well, so mature, congratulations,” he tsked, but then continued. “But did it work?”

You licked your lips and swallowed, your throat feeling dry. What was going on? You needed to focus.

In a harsh motion, you moved your arm away from his grasp. You forced yourself to ignore how your skin missed it.

“I… no. She settled. You- I mean… we…” the word felt awkward when it rolled off your tongue.

We? There was no such thing in between Seungmin and you. No we, no us, no nothing. And it was like that for a reason. One that you had almost forgotten with how softly his slender and warm hand had been holding your forearm. Ugh.

As you struggled to say those infamous words, your phone dinged again, and you mumbled a short “oh, wait,” and unlocked it.

< henry li🫧: leaving me on read, shortcake?

Seungmin stared at your phone, shoving his hands on his pockets when he saw you smile at the bright screen. He bit his lower lip. He hadn't taken all of his stuff out of his backpack just for this.

“So,” he licked his lips, and it almost shocked you the sudden roughness on his tone and demeanour. “Chemistry is easy. We can meet up on Friday in the public library. An hour or two should be enough, even for someone with a fun-sized brain like yours.” He chuckled meanly, the motherfucker.

Ever since that stupid text from him, you had made it your mission to surpass him, or at least reach his level, and to be honest, you were even succeding in some cases, like philosophy, art history, spanish, technical drawing and business studies. But Chemistry?

Chemistry would always kick you in the ass.

Before you were able to come up with a comeback for his stupid snicker, the bell rang, and you felt an arm laying its weight on your shoulders.

“Smallable!” Lucas laughed, then realized that you were talking to a certain someone and ful Ty ly gasped. “Oh my god. Are you two finally dating and I interrupted— AH!” He was interrupted by your elbow hitting his side. Noa and Atenea chuckled behind him.

“No. Seungmin was just leaving.” You huffed with a frown, but then you smiled, almost excessively, like a small maniac. “Right?”

But before he was able to reply or mock you, Atenea spoke, ruining your chances of kicking him away.

“But we all have English now,” she said, and if it had been someone else, like Lucas, you would’ve stepped on his shoe or something. “We’re going to the same place, we can go together.”

Seungmin felt you stare intensively at him. He smiled at Atenea, finding that he enjoyed having you look at him, reason why he loved annoying the shit out of you.

“Sure!” He smiled politely, almost sheepishly, and you bit your lip to hold back the need to scoff at his 'obviously fake' kindness.

Because except for you, the rest of your class —heck, probably the rest of the school— were smitten with Kim Seungmin.

Top of the class, funny, kind, and cutely introverted Kim Seungmin was just a dorky student who tried to get along with everyone.

But that was wrong. And you may not have any proof aside from his mean attitude towards you and only you, but you knew it.

Seungmin had to be more than just a pretty boy with high grades, and it was only with you that he proved you right.

You stayed next to Lucas, hoping that Seungmin would at least stay with your friends and ignore you.

But to your horror, he smiled at you, a pink dust on his cheeks. “If you don’t mind?”

Oh, son of a bitch.

“No… it’s whatever.” You huffed.

Because against his dorky self, to the rest of your class —heck, to the rest of the school— you were the quote on quote “bad student.”

Troublesome, mean, class clown? Check. You laughed at teachers in class with Lucas far more than what could be ignored, the dresscode had always been more of a guide in what to wear, unlike what most students usually followed, and you may have been expelled a bunch of times.

Even if you were somewhat kind to the people in school, and even if they all knew your rivalry with Seungmin, God forbid you were mean to him.

You wouldn’t see the end of it.

And he knew it.

Bitch.

So there you were, walking to English class with your friends plus innocent Seungmin —who no one had called, not even the ghostbusters—, who was snickering and giggling with Atenea about who-gives-a-shit. Something class-related. You couldn’t be bothered to listen.

Lucas chuckled next to you.

“Careful, Spongebob.” He laughed. “Some could say you seem jealous.”

…WHAT?!

“Of… of Kim Seungmin?” You snorted. “Are you on drugs?”

He ruffled your hair. “Sure, sure, keep lying to yourself, shortie.”

Finally, you arrived to class, but before you stepped inside, Seungmin stopped you, whispering in your ear.

“Yeah, shortie.” He teased, his lips almost grazing the shell of your ear. “Don’t be too jealous. We wouldn’t want everyone to know you love me.”

His whisper would’ve been almost enticing if it weren’t for the fact that it was Kim Seungmin the man in question, and he snickered, pushing his glasses back.

But then someone cleared his throat behind you two.

“Care to sit down? I don’t have all day.” Mister Holmes grunted, carrying a monster drink and a coffe at the same time.

That mas was slightly terryifing.

You squinted at Seungmin and then walked to your place at the back of the class, hoping that your cheeks felt warm because of how the teacher had startled you and definetely not your classmate’s honey-like voice.

“Pssst. Heeey,” Noa smiled teasingly, whispering with a smirk. “Pssst. You’re blushing…!”

“Shut up!” You frowned at her, but you were unable to hold back a smile. But it was because of your friend Noa. Not Kim Seungmin.

Mr Holmes cleared his throat, and finished off his monster, throwing it to the bin.

“So. I’ve been hearing from some students in the hallways that you’re all excited for saint valentines’ day.” He stated in a strong voice, one that filled the class with little to no effort. “And sadly so, I was thinking of putting an exam that Wednesday…” he faked a sigh, and you had to hold back a laugh, contrary to the frowns and groans that appeared in your classmates faces. Pfft, what a character. “Unless… you guys want to do something in true valentines fashion.”

Mr Holmes crossed his arms, laying back on his chair, his stare cold and face lacking any kind of emotions.

“Say… any ideas, Mr… Kim?”

Seungmin sat up straight at his name being mentioned, and you rolled your eyes, holding back a mocking smirk.

“I ugh… I wouldn’t want to bother my classmates with a lot of work, sir… but maybe… maybe a writing assingment related to the topic would be… enough?” Seungmin stated, his tone soft and shy, and there was even a blush that trailed up from his neck, but he stayed staight and firm as he spoke.

“A valentine-themed task.” Mr Holmes enunciated as he pondered. “It’s a… decent idea. Any complaints?”

You felt some of your classmates’ eyes on you, and you sighed, crossing your arms in front of you, remaining silent. As long as it wasn’t an exam, you’d accept whatever.

“With that settled, I’ll upload the task online this afternoon, but it’ll have to be written by hand. Be sure to hand in a picture of your assignment on time, or your final grade will be affected.” The teacher turned on his laptop, and started taking assistance.

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Time had passed dreadfully slowly, until the bell rang and Mr Holmes dissmissed all of you so everyone could leave for the day.

“A valentine-themed task.” You huffed in annoyance as you stuffed your locker with books you weren’t going to take home.

“I thought it was original.” A voice snickered lowly behind you, and you slapped your locker close, smiling at him.

“Well, Henry. It’s no surprise your taste sucks.”

You chuckled when he rolled his eyes.

“I was waiting for your reply,” he mentioned with a soft tone.

You closed your locker, and you two started walking together. “Oh, sorry, I totally forgot,” you apologized with a smile, but he brushed it off. “Yeah, I was with Lucifer earlier. She’s making me work with Seungmin for this term’s assignments.”

Henry frowned. “And we hate that guy… right…” you chuckled.

“Exactly. We don’t like him.”

“So then, don’t do it. You were going to meet him to study, right?” You nodded, smirking slightly at him.

“We agreeded to meet on Friday to start, in the library.” You added, watching his smirk widen. “What are you thinking?”

He stopped walking, smiling at you. “There’s this club that opened recently. Been wanting to go have a look. Apparently, it’s like exclusive and shit. And it’s Friday.” His light-coloured eyes shined as he looked at you. “Meet me there?”

You grinned cheekily.

“Sure. Can’t wait.”

[☆★🌷★☆]

You hadn’t noticed Seungmin on the school bus until this year.

Because he had made himself noticeable, sitting at the back of the bus, a couple seats away from you, but oh, dorky Seungmin was always friend of everyone, sheepishly starting conversation with any kinds of people in the bus, no matter the year they were in.

Before his text, you had even thought he was cute as he gingerly chatted with a group of kids who were probably starting high school.

“Is it too difficult?” A little girl asked.

And it surprised you how he turned to her and smiled, almost tugging at your heart strings, eyes like crescent moons.

“It’s only difficult if you stop trying. And we don’t give up, right?” He stated cheerfuly, and all the kids shined at his sheepish and bashful brightness, high-fiving the girl that talked to him.

You forced yourself to shove those memories to the back of your mind. That Seungmin wasn’t real. And you didn’t like him. The real him. Right?

“Oi, Kim Seungmin.” You called, as it was only you two left on the bus.

He was surprised at your call, but only side-eyed at you, lazily raising his brows, signalling that he was listening. You frowned.

See? You thought to yourself. He’s mean. He isn’t sweet, nor cute. Focus.

“What kind of lame ass idea was that?” You huffed with a mean smile. “A valentine-themed assignment.” You snorted.

His bus stop was close, so he ignored you as he picked up his coat and backpack, but you kept on talking. “You know? Hallmark office called, they want their boring clichés back,” you mocked, laughing.

Backpack on and coat hanging on his arm, he stared at you, and waited for a red light to walk to your seat.

He settled next to you, still staring at you as you chimed mean remarks about his originality and such and such.

“Anything else to mumble? I couldn’t hear you from down there.” He snorted meanly, and you were too focused on annoying him that you didn’t notice his stare at your lips as he licked his own.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re such a lame guy. He gave you the chance to choose, and you chose that piece of—?!”

His lips tasted as sweet as his voice that day with those little kids.

You felt his hand slowly creep up and cradle your face, his eyes closed as he kissed you, and slowly, your eyes closed too.

It was sweet. So sweet. But what was it? It was a flavour that you knew. Its sweetness was so familiar, but you couldn’t seem to figure out what was it.

You kissed him back, and he let out a surprised whine as you sighed, your hands, which had been frozen on his shoulders, waiting for your order to push him away, slowly followed up and remained on his face, your thumbs almost stroking his cheeks.

You wanted needed to know what he tasted like.

But it was when your hands went into his hair that he sighed too, melting under your touch, that your brain clicked.

…

what were you doing?

…

WHAT WERE YOU DOING?!

You pushed him away, and your breath hitched.

He didn’t look like fake Seungmin.

In front of you was not the innocent boy who had straight A’s and was shy enough to not be able to say no to a lot of things, who sheepishly spoke up in class, or who treated everyone with a bashful kindness that was so endearing.

This Seungmin was different. His glasses had a bit of a fog in them, his hair was all messed up, and his lips were plush, pink from your tinted gloss and slightly swollen from your kiss.

This Seungmin was a wreck, all flustered and kissable, and he looked like a mess.

But it felt real.

And for a second, you wanted to kiss him again, yearning to figure what that kiss tasted like, the word for it almost in the tip of your tongue.

He panted, struggling to catch his breath.

“Finally,” he huffed with a smile, but his dark eyes didn’t match the mocking in his tone. A small part of your mind thought that they looked prettier than any light eyes you had ever seen. “So you were able to shut up, after all.” He gulped, still panting.

He moved away from you slowly, as you remained there, frozen, like a piece of art in front of him, cheeks blushed, lips flushed and parted as your eyes stared at him, an emotion much different from this evening.

He found himself enjoying this one even more.

“Eh… T-this is my bus stop.” He muttered when the bus stopped. Maybe it wasn’t, but he didn’t care. He felt like he would have the energy to run home if needed. “I-I’ll… see you tomorrow.”

You blinked as he stood up and walked away.

What…

What had just happened?

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 2: UNDER THE STREETLIGHT}

After avoiding Seungmin like the plague all Thursday, only looking at his back when you zoned off in class, Friday arrived earlier than expected.

You hadn’t been able to concentrate at all, the thought of his sweet taste lingering in your mouth, almost letting you feel the ghost of his lips pressed against yours.

“Hello? Earth to… oh, you’re awake, Jesus.” Abril looked at you with a smile, but she was unable to hide her worried look.

“Of course I am,” you mumbled, shaking your head sideways. “What’s going on?”

“You haven’t even touched your delicious and totally-not-overcooked pasta.” Lara mentioned the cafeteria lunch as she poked it whith her fork, full of humour. “It leads to believe that you’re dealing with something far more interesting that the technical drawing homework, that’s for sure.”

You bit your lip, hesitating.

“Is it because Henry Li has been ignoring you?” Noa mentioned softly.

You blinked, puzzled. “Huh?”

He’d been ignoring you? Now that she had mentioned, maybe that could’ve happened. Maybe you would’ve realized if you hadn’t been so focused on Seungmin and whatever-happened-that-cannot-and-should-not-be-remembered-every-five-minutes…

…or maybe you should look for an easier name for it.

“Uh, no, he invited me to this new place today, actually,” you brushed your hair with your hand mindlessly. “But I’m fine. Really. Just tired.” You smiled at the girls, and joined in at their conversation.

After lunch, you separated from Lara and Noa, who had literature, and Abril, who had been hanging out with a guy called Jeongin from her photography club recently, and so you headed to the study room.

It was a quiet place, quieter that what you had initially expected for a high school study room. Matter of fact, you thought it was a pity that the school closed it after class, considering that in that case you wouldn’t have to walk to the public library.

You opened the door silently, finding that there were barely any students, only three or four people studying silently. You were heading towards a lonely corner so you could listen to music in a high volume without having to pay attention if it could be heard through your headphones. Or maybe, considering that it hadn’t been a lie and that you had slept like four hours maximum, you could probably rest there until the bell rang.

You snickered when you looked to your right, finding someone struggling with the technical drawing homework that had been assigned that morning, the one that Lara and Noa had been talking about.

You gently tapped the guy’s shoulder, but spoke before he even turned.

“You’re missing this incline here,” you whispered on his ear, your arms coming above his shoulders, placing your hands above his, placing the square and bevel on the right angle. “It should be seen, but with dotted lines, get it? That way the side-view makes sense.” You added with a soft giggle.

“Oh, right. T-thank you…” he mumbled, not facing you.

You brushed it off as weird, but your sleepy self wasn’t bothered enough to notice or pry, and instead smiled, ruffled his hair and settled in your cozy little corner, placing your scarf in between your arms and rested your head on it, merely “resting your eyes”, but only if a teacher happened to come and check on the students.

Seungmin stared at your sleeping figure, eyes almost wide. He felt like his heart was going to explode underneath the layers of flesh. His hands tingled, his usually warm and sweaty palms missing the comfortable coldness of yours, so soothing and relaxing.

Either you had completely gone crazy, or he had fallen asleep trying to complete the stupid assignment. He knew you were good at technical drawing, it was one of the subjects were he wasn’t. It wasn’t a surprise when several students started asking you for help on their papers and assignments, considering that you were one of the few who was able to receive praise from the teacher, a middle-aged man with no kind of vocation with kids or teaching, by any means.

But it had never happened when he was the one in need of help, had you ever considered the idea of helping him.

He watched you, puzzled, as he had never done before, and maybe it would be the first time of many because Seungmin found himself liking what he was seeing, dare I say mesmerized by the image before him.

By you.

Your sleepy figure was as calm as he had ever seen from you, sleeping with little to no care in the world. Your hair remained stuck in a ponytail, which allowed Seungmin to notice that it left the skin of your neck visible, and despite the voice on his head saying that it was a behaviour quite like a man from the Modern Ages, just being so fixated at that small bit of skin, he couldn’t help but feel bashfully amazed.

Suddenly, he noticed you licked your lips, your eyes still closed and your small smile never faltering, but that made something start to flutter in his stomach, as if a whole lot of butterflies had been awaken at the sight of you, tranquil, and sweet, and cute, and he forced himself to stop looking at you abruptly, wondering why he had done that in the first place.

Licking your lips only made Seungmin aware of how dry his were, and action plus the thought of your lips immediately brought back what had happened on Wednesday.

Crazy. He’d gone completely crazy.

He felt his hand slowly approach his lips and he grazed them with his fingers, almost able to taste your chapstick back on his lips. Because he had been able. All Wednesday night. And a small part of him wanted more of it.

He blushed, scratching his eyes. He hadn’t slept shit, his mind betraying him every time he attempted to close his eyes instantly going back to the memory of how you stared at him after your kiss, dark pupils, and red lips, and so ridiculously gorgeous that it made Seungmin wonder why whenever he saw you he resorted to his first line in code: being mean.

He never used that side with anyone. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t tried, because small, teasing and slightly unhinged Kim Seungmin had tried to be himself in middle school, and… well.

Let’s just say that it didn’t work like expected.

But everyone loved dorky, funny and sweet Seungmin. Even with the difference with grades, that had definetely not been appreciated in his early years, nowadays people would see that as a part of him, and he recieved praise for it, not only from teachers, but also nice classmates, who sometimes went to seek help from him.

He just needed to pretend for a bit. Smile here and there, and put on a sheepish act of bashfulness that despite it not being natural, it wasn’t totally bad. It wasn’t like middle school.

But then you came in the picture.

Something about you made Seungmin want to tease you. To see you finally look at him after battling in your head if you even should, and then, sometimes when you were mad enough, you’d glare at him, and he couldn’t help but grin. Your cheeks flushed in anger that creeped up your body, how you looked at him through your lashes or how you’d tease him back. The first time you had done that, his brain’s chemistry had changed, he was sure of that.

He didn’t care about the mean remarks, and that now seemed almost obvious, considering what had happened almost two days ago in the school bus.

But it got impossible to miss when Seungmin noticed your sleepy self shivering in your slumber. With a mental groan, careful of not making any kind of loud noise in the study room, he slowly got closer to your corner, and tried to close the windows near it. And failed, because the stupid windows were old and rusty, only able to move them a bit.

He bit his lip, arguing in his head. Would that be enough? No, it probably wasn’t, right? Yeah, it couldn’t be. Considering that you always wore thin clothing, always borrowing your mates’ jackets…

…it couldn’t possibly hurt to do a bit more, right?

Seungmin approached you further, and shook a hand close to your face, but you were dead, as still as a fallen tree, despite the sunlight that enetered throught the windows glowing on your face, the Sun in winter, that brought little to no warmth, made you shine in his eyes.

He’d see you in the public library a couple of hours later. It didn’t mean anything. He could probably tease you for sleeping in school later. Yeah. And then he’d ask for his jacket back.

Seungmin was lost in his thoughts as he carefully settled his jacket over your shoulders, and he froze when you sighed deeply, surrounded by a familiar warmth and a cozy scent that you didn’t know you had missed or needed until then, but you didn’t wake up.

He blinked when he noticed your phone in your hand, the screen suddenly turning on. He giggled at your wallpaper, which had a silly joke on it and a funny doodle of a banana.

But then his eyes trailed down to the notification that had made the phone turn on.

[3 new messages from: henry li🫧]

> sorry i didn’t get to see u yesterday, had to sort smth out!

> guys.its.totally.a.real.address.wdym.lol

> it’s the address for later, shortcake 😉❤️

…huh?

Seungmin blinked once. Twice. Nah, his glasses had to be deceiving him. Then, another notification popped up.

> can’t wait to see you ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

He winced silently.

Ugh. What a cringy choice of emojis.

Did you really like this guy?

He frowned, going back to his place in the study room.

Ugh.

He didn’t care, obviously. Why would he care? That wasn’t his business. Never was, never would be. Not like he was interested. Pffft, no. Not at all. Yeah, nah. That kiss had been a one time thing. Totally. 100%. He wasn’t thinking about it again. Nope. Nor did he want to kiss you again. Not in a chance.

Just… ugh.

It was just that… no. Scratch that. No further comments.

He sighed as he went back to his work, feeling a sudden inspiration hit him as he took out a blank paper for the English class valentine’s assignment, but not before he looked at you again, then shook his head, turning the music back on in his headphones. He started writing, drafting, and throwing papers away, getting slightly desperate at his perfectionism.

He sighed. His eyes trailed off towards you.

Slowly, words started to flow in his head. Pretty sentences, things that he had kept hidden in the back of his mind. Maybe it could be good to let it all out. It couldn’t hurt. Yeah.

So he stared writing. Vomiting word after word. And he finished earlier than expected, with two papers.

One was perfect for the english assignment. It was boring and dull enough to be handed in for a school work, but good enough for his perfectionism.

And the other… was something different.

Something that had only happened because you were there, in front of him.

He stood up, letter on his hand. He leaned against the table you were sleeping in, and settled the jacket further on your shoulders. He sighed, grabbing a pen from his pencil case, folding the letter and signed it.

Maybe it was a bad idea, he thought as he picked up his stuff from the table and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He looked at your figure once more before heading out.

It had been to check if you were still asleep, of course.

Just to check.

Yeah.

[☆★🌷★☆]

Your phone vibrated in your hand again.

And again.

And again.

With a groan, you silently accepted that there was no way you could fool an inanimate object into believing that you were still asleep.

But when you yawned and looked around and didn’t find the posters in your room, but rather a whole bunch of tables and chairs, your eyes widened.

It hadn’t been your alarm but a phone call that had awoken you.

“Y-yeah?” You mumbled, picking up the call and quickly taking your backpack and scarf and rushing out of the study room, taking a quick scan and making sure you weren’t leaving anything behind.

“I’m heading to the club now, shortcake.” A low voice greeted. “Are you getting ready?”

Who…?

“H-henry?” You frowned slightly.

You heard him snicker through the other side. “Yeah?”

Fuck, shit, fuck.

“N-nothing! Nothing, I, uh, I was just doing my make up. Y-you know.”

What? You frowned, even more this time. No, that didn’t make any sense. You always blabbered about how you never did your make up for clubbing because the one you owned was cheap and never stayed on anyways.

“Sure, yeah.”

It didn’t seem like he had noticed.

“You can head there before me. I’ll go there eventually, yeah?”

You heard him snicker on the other side of the phone call. “Ok, baby.” He cleared his throat, stuttering a bit. “Y-yeah, I mean, I’ll uh… get there in a bit. Don’t rush.”

Only then you felt that the wind from outside wasn’t freezing your bones like usual. You squinted at the jacket you were wearing.

“Henry, did you…?” But he hung up.

It probably was him. Yeah. That’s why he had called you. To make sure you’d wake up.

Besides, there were little to no people who’d do such a kind gesture towards you, and even if the jacket was pretty much your style and it smelled like heaven, it didn’t feel like something any of the girls would keep around.

So, why didn’t it made you feel giddy that Henry had given you his jacket?

You kept on running through the hallways and catched the bus that was usually there for students who had extracurricular classes, unlucky people who had to stay in school late in Fridays. You never had, using Fridays to be a bit lazy or to start homework sooner just to hand it in earlier than Seungmin.

Oh.

Friday.

Seungmin.

The library.

You bit your nails, staring through the window.

Would he wait there for long?

What was he going to do once he figured you weren’t going to show up?

Were you… feeling guilty?

No… that… that couldn’t be, you chuckled dryly. Mean decisions against Kim Seungmin didn’t spend too much time on the judgmental side of your brain. You just… teased him back. And he’d take it. And double it. And so on.

So why did this feel too mean?

Could it be because of whatever-happened-that-cannot-and-should-not-be-remembered-every-five-minutes?

Could the fact that it had been the best thing that had happened in a long while?

Well, fine.

Not just ‘thing’.

A kiss.

And for fuck’s sake, what kiss.

You groaned and grunted, sprinting home as soon as the bus stopped.

Why did it always have to be him?

You entered your room and burst open your closet. The jacket was cool, you thought. And if you were going to see Henry, you could just wear it and hand it back to him in the club.

It was vintage, but its warmth engulfed you as if it had been handmade. Its funky designs and patterns looked cute, and its grey color contrasted well with it. You chose the first dress you saw, a tight black dress with no sleeves that you would’ve discarded as too short if you had more time, but it wasn’t exactly something you could’ve bragged about.

Jacket, dress, high socks, boots, wallet, phone, keys, headphones… yeah. You nodded, checking all of the boxes in your mental list, and started hurriedly walking to the address he had sent.

You hoped you weren’t going to be too late.

[☆★🌷★☆]

“Pick up, pick up, pick up…”

“The number you are trying to call is turned off or out of coverage. Please, leave your message after the—”

You hang up, tired of hearing that mechanic voice over and over again.

You looked around you, and there was nothing that looked like a club. You had tried to enter the building that the address lead to, but it hadn’t got well.

A strange figure opened a small window and gave you a look, almost disgusted. It took you a second to understand that they were wearing a mask, with dark lace and other colours. But just when you were about to speak, the window slammed close.

You blinked, puzzled. Where the fuck was Henry sending you? What kind of club was this?

You had started to roam around the building, trying to call him —and failing misserably, because the damn guy couldn’t pick up the fucking phone for the life of him—, but now you were starting to run out of ideas.

It was past 12pm, your legs shivered with every slight wind that swooshed your way, and there was no one that was going to pick up the phone. Not Henry, that ridiculous imbecile, not Lucas, who always bragged about having his phone in night mode, so nothing would get to him until morning, and not the girls, because Noa had her phone turned off, Atenea was most likely sleeping, Abril and Lara hadn’t picked up either, and your list of close friends who could possibly pick up was… that.

And no one was picking up the fucking phone.

You were about to keep on ranting about how disgustingly bad this was turning out to be, but you heard footsteps coming your way. You looked around, but didn’t find the source. With a frown, you walked to the building again

Placing your hand on one of the windows, who were dark and almost impossible to see through, you could notice that in the dim light from what could be seen outside, Henry was well entertained with a certain kind of company, so much that he couldn’t even pick up your phone.

You closed your eyes and leaned your forehead against the tinted glass. Of course. Yeah. That made total sense. It was Henry, after all. He had always been known to be kind of an asshole anyways. It couldn’t possibly come out as a surprise the fact that he actually was.

You shook your head and mentally mocked him and the blond girl he was kissing.

Henry Li could go to Hell.

Guess there was nothing left to do now. You had dumped Seungmin, and Henry had dumped you. It was an ass move over an ass move. Maybe you kinda deserved it.

But then your thoughts ended in a halt, because you swore you could feel a shadow starting to follow you from a distance.

They were behind you, but not too close, and due to their hoodie it was imposible to distinguish their face.

So you started walking. Turning left. Right. Left again. Right. Just kept on walking. Don’t look behind you. They’d probably just leave. This had to be your imagination, 100%.

But when you took a peak, the silhouette was not only still behind you, slowly walking towards you, but a slight bit closer this time.

You swallowed dry, gulped, even. Your heart tightened in your chest. What kind of joke was this? Your eyes were tearing up. You were tired, and this was mental. Adrenaline rumped through your body, and even if you were already lost, you kept on walking.

You took your phone from your pocket. Think, think, think. Who could you call? Who could pick up at one am? You scrolled down your list of contacts, until for a reason you don’t fully get, your eyes stopped at a certain name.

—> seungmeannie

It couldn’t possibly hurt to try… right?

You sniffed almost silently, and pressed call.

One beep.

Two beeps.

Three beeps.

You started crying a bit louder, unable to hold it back.

“Eh, hi…?”

“S-seungmin!” You sobbed, smiling. It was the first time in your life you had been that happy just from being able to hear his voice, raspy and low.

“W-what?” He stopped talking, and you guessed that it was because he hadn’t figured out who was calling him so late at night. “Do you know what time it is, you fun-sized dingus?” He groaned sleepily at the phone.

You bit your lip and sniffed.

“Wait. Are you… crying?” His tone had changed.

“I-i’m sorry about t-this eve-ening.” You sobbed, failing to hold back the tears, hugging the jacket that was still on your shoulders.

“Are you drunk, little one?” You never thought your shoulders could relax as fast as they had when his soft tone of voice called you that stupid nickname.

“N-no, I… I went to this stupid club, with-“

“With Henry, yeah.” The way he said his name, as if he wanted to put that stupid bitch in a box and send him to the end of the world took you by surprise.

“B-but um, he’s not picking up my phone and I…” you gulped. Taking a peek behind you, you shivered. “I think someone’s following me.”

“Wait, what?” Seungmin had never stood up from bed as fast as he had done that night. “Where are you?” He asked to the phone as he randomly picked a sweater and his glasses, biting his lip as he struggled to put on his shoes.

“I… I don’t know.” You sobbed. “I started walking away so he’d go, but it didn’t work.” You mumbled, sniffing. You felt so stupid.

“Everything’s going to be fine, yeah?” It was the first time in the whole afternoon that you felt like that statement could be true. Because Seungmin was going to help you. “Don’t hang up. Tell me what buildings can you see. Try heading away from small alleys. I’ll find you.”

Seungmin rushed out of his appartment, not before scribbling down what was happening in a post it note and left it on his mother’s bedside table.

“T-there are some restaurants, but they’re all closed.” You started, dubious as how was this going to work. “There’s a road to my left.”

“Can you name any of the restaurants, little one?” Seungmin had a hunch, and he huffed, sprinting to the plaza closest to his appartment.

“I just passed by a Mexican, I think.” You sniffed, Seungmin’s soothing voice working like a charm and calming you down slowly. “In front of me, I think this is a Japanese… it’s called Ginza.”

Seungmin chuckled, feeling relief flooding his body. “Y-yeah, ok! I- god, yes, I know where you are. Keep walking straight ahead. There should be a park, right?” He started running, hiding the fact that he’d have to rush and make the usual fifteen minutes it could take him to arrive where you were and make them five.

He needed to see you and make sure you were safe.

“I… shit, yeah! I can see it!” You went back to crying, a smile planted in your features.

“I’m almost there. You’re doing so well, little one.”

You felt your cheeks getting warmer at that. Walking a bit faster, you looked behind you, finding that the silhouette was still there.

But Seungmin was close. Seungmin said everything would be fine.

“S-seungmin?” You mumbled at the phone, wanting to hear his voice, so soothing and warm.

“Under the streetlight, silly.”

You heard the beep that sounded when Seungmin ended the call, but he was there, tangible, a couple of meters away from you.

You chuckled, happy to see him for the first time ever, and crying away the pent up stress and worry, you ran off to him, and clung your arms around his neck tightly, unbothered at the need to stand on the tips of your toes to do so.

Seungmin stuttered, still panting from the marathon he had ran to get there, 100% baffled at this. But it was ok. You were there. You were safe.

“T-they’re still behind me.” You whispered against his chest.

He could feel your nervousness on your tone, how scared you were judging by how strongly your arms closed behind his neck, and hesitated for a second before hugging you back, his arms pulling you closer by your lower back, keeping you grounded and so weirdly safe in his grasp, and it felt so strangely comforting coming from him that your eyes swelled with more tears.

You couldn’t see or feel the person behind you anymore, but Seungmin did, somewhat clearly.

The only thing that his mind made up that moment is that for the person to leave, they’d have to believe you two did know each other.

And Seungmin’s heart beated loudly in his chest when your grasp loosened and you stood back on your feet, allowing him to see how your lip trembled, how you were holding back tears and how you looked at him with a million emotions hidden in the colour of your eyes. He had never seen you cry before.

His hands itched to touch you again, a sudden need to comfort you that overwhelmed him.

So he did.

His hands cradled your cheeks, his thumbs brushing away your tears, and he pecked your lips softly, smiling at your baffled face. His arms engulfed you in a comforting hug that smelled so much like the jacket you were wearing.

He looked behind you, and the silhouette was nowhere to be found. As if it had never been there before.

“It’s ok.” Seungmin whispered in your ear. “I’m here now. You’re safe. They’re gone, yeah?” His arms rested on your shoulders as his slender hands stroked your hair. “No one’s gonna hurt you now, pretty.”

And you started to cry on his shoulder, because not only then you realized how bad you had needed a hug, and not even the fact that it had been a hug from him that you had secretly yearned for, but because none of your excuses made sense now.

There was no ‘fake’ or ‘real’ Seungmin.

Whatever he was, fake or not, stood in front of you as he hugged you under the streetlight.

And you sighed as he cooed at you softly, because deep down you had known for a while.

It was time you came to terms with it.

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 3: WINDOWS, LETTERS AND POEMS}

Wednesday. 9:56 am. 14th February.

Most of your classmates were still arriving from their next class as you stared at two papers in your hands slightly from afar, pencil in your lips.

You had discarded most of your creations all Monday and Tuesday when you finally ended with a draft you liked for the stupid english homework. It was nothing out of the ordinary.

But the letter in your other hand, however, was something you had never done before.

“What’s that you got there?”

Any kind of bubbly and nervous emption you had vanished at the sound of that low voice.

“Fuck off, Li.” You grunted in a husky tone, frowning at him and grabbing back the letter from his hands.

“Is it a love letter for me?” He chuckled, ignoring your behaviour.

“Why the fuck would I write that, huh?” You laughed, a chuckle full of acid, one that had much more hatred that you had ever said before.

Henry brushed a hand through his hair, and you couldn’t help but think he looked stupid. You had liked this guy? Ugh.

“Because today is valentine’s day, shortcake.”

You squinted and frowned at him.

“Swishing those dyed and damaged locks like a Loreal advert won’t make anyone fall in love with you.” You snorted, and realized the people in the hallway had fallen into silence, listening to your conversation. “Or maybe it worked with that blond girl in the club?” You pretended to ponder out loud, leaning against the locker behind you, facing him with confidence.

“Wait, what?” He mumbled.

You snickered, taking him by surprise. “Oh, silly. I was never going to date you. I kept hearing that you were an ass and figured that was right, because aside from me, little to no people talked to you. I guess I just felt pityful.” You faked a pout.

He clenched his fists, his shoulders tense.

“You’re lying.” He grunted.

You chuckled. “You wish I was. That blond girl didn’t steal my man. She stole my problem.” You heard some gasps from the people in the corridor, as they had formed some kind of circle around you two.

But then, Henry snorted, and cleared his throat, talking with a much louder voice. “So you’re not going to let everyone know about you and Seungmin?” He smirked. “I feel like that’s a bit unfair. Making it seem like I’m the bad guy and all.”

You tried hard to make it seem like that hadn’t surprised you. You were so surprised by it that you didn’t have time to react when he yanked your letter from your hand.

“Such sweet words, all dedicated to him,” he mocked. “I think these people want to know.”

“Give it back!” You clenched your jaw, your eyes dull with embarassment.

Even if he wasn’t as tall as Seungmin, there was still a decent difference between you and him. And with a sly grin, he raised the paper above your head.

You licked your lips, anger filling your body.

“Give. It. Back.”

But then he started reading.

“I looked at him as if he were the Sun, in that I never looked at him except in frustration.” He read out loud, moving the paper from your reach everytime you tried to reach. “I seeked his warmth, I complained when he was gone, but I never looked, not until I noticed he was leaving, and in the beauty of the sunset, I wondered how I had never seen him before.”

You stared at the floor, a blush spreading through your cheeks, coming from your neck.

“And that’s basically what happened.” You mumbled to Abril and Lucas over at a bench in the school grounds, hours after that whole thing had happened.

“What?!” You flinched at Abril’s loud voice. “I’m going to kill him. I am so going to murder that nasty ass bitch.” She threatened to stand up, but Lucas grabbed her forearm.

“And what about Seungmin?” He questioned softly, a lot more gentle that what you usually would expect.

You felt heat rush to your cheeks.

“I haven’t spoken to him since Friday” You stared at him with a weakness you had never felt before. “It’s like he doesn’t want to talk to me, I…” you sighed. “I don’t know what to think anymore.” You sniffed.

You had to stay in the study room for the afternoon, waiting for Atenea to get out of the club she was in so you could head to the library together like you had promised, but as you studied in silence, someone sat in the chair in front of you, frowning at you.

You took your headphones off and scratched your eyes. “Eh… Hyunjin?”

“Abril told Lara and she told me,” he mentioned in a huff. “And I’ve known Seungmin for many years. He’s not an impulsive guy. He hasn’t treated anyone like how he treats you.”

You blinked, puzzled, but frowned at him. “Are you going to scold me?”

“You better believe I am!” He scoffed. “Would you like me to politely tell you that you’ve behaved like a total idiot around him?”

“What are you—?!”

“You simply never bothered to talk to Seungmin about any of what Lara told me!” He stated with force, and you didn’t think to tell him to shut up, considering that the study room was empty that time.

“Do you really expect me to understand whatever was happening and tell him right away?” You blurted out with anger, a bit shocked at his rough approach. “Had I had the opportunity I would have!

He rolled his eyes, passing a hand over his face in a sign of desperation.

“You had every opportunity! For months!” He left his hand on the table, and started tapping at it with force, trying to make a point. “Admit it. Seungmin has been in your head ever since we both changed from the other class and you two started bickering.” Hyunjin’s eyes stared at you with a fierce glare that almost threatened to pierce holes through your skull.

“That’s bullshit!” You spitted out defensively.

“Oh, spare me!” He brushed it off. “There have been countless clues! Your stupid need to make everything a competition when it comes to him is infuriating. He talks to me about these things, you know?” He swallowed, and you leaned back in surprise, but he kept on going. “How you look at him when you’re angry, or how you mock and tease him back. It’s stupid!” He cursed out loud. “And these last two weeks have only made it so much worse.”

“What do you mean, worse?” You pondered softly, slowly taking in Hyunjin’s dramatic act.

“I mean, you were totally smitten by how he ridiculously kissed you at the back of the bus last week, considering that you kissed him back.” He stated clearly. “And he wouldn’t shut up about it and how you were ignoring him after, which, great fucking work, by the way, the dude wouldn’t shut up about you.” Hyunjin blinked slowly, trying to recall and voice what he was thinking. “And then he lends you his jacket when a mystery debutant shows up.”

“A—a what?”

“Motherfucker, eh, that Henry asshole.” Hyunjin rubbed his eyes. “I had to endure him talking shit about him for an hour because he saw him texting you some weird shit with cringe emojis.” The exasperation on his tone rendered you almost speechless. “And even then he struggled to admit how fucking jealous he was about that guy. He had your attention. He had your smile. You looked at Henry, not at Seungmin, and ah, for fuck’s sake.” Hyunjin covered his face with his hands. “He felt so ridiculously powerless that he talked to me about it. He’s never done that before!”

You were only able to blink, struggling to grasp everything he was saying.

“And then, with no word of warning, you called him, at, what, like, one in the morning?” Hyunjin said in a huff, the thought of that bringing back his anger, making him stare at you with a frown again. “He, jesus, he talked for AGES about how you hugged him, and the fact that you were wearing his jacket, like— like you’re doing now, what the fuck.” He stopped mid-scolding, staring at you with confusion.

“It’s… it’s his?”

Hyunjin’s eyes widened slightly as he nodded. “What, you didn’t know? You helped him with tecnical drawing, he gave you his jacket, bla bla bla. That whole thing?”

You blushed, shaking your head sideways. You had done what?

“Nevermind. You can talk to him about that later.”

It was your turn to scoff now. “Judging by the fact that he sent you, I don’t think he would like to see me anytime soon.”

Hyunjin chuckled dryly.

“Don’t you even dare keep ignoring him. This stupid game has lasted for too long. Besides, he doesn’t know I’m here. He thinks I’m in dance practice, but whatever. You needed to know, because he’s a mess.” Hyunjin stated, passing a hand through his hair. “He can’t sleep well, he can’t concentrate, he can’t do anything.”

It looked like the scolding was over, but there was a remaining anger that came back to him as a memory struck.

“And, moreover, you callously ignored the letter Seungmin wrote you, even though he told you he loved you!”

You were looking at your notebook on the table, halfly staring at your nails and fidgeting with them, but your head almost snapped when you stared at him.

“What letter?” You muttered, your eyes locked on his. He frowned, his eyes slightly widening.

Your heart started beating faster, almost so loud you could hear it in your head.

“Hyunjin, what letter?!”

[☆★🌷★☆]

Seungmin felt his lungs on fire.

Run, run, run.

His feet were hurting, because his old ass shoes were busted enough that their insides were almost destroyed from everyday use.

But he needed to find you.

Maybe it was because it was Valentine’s day, despite the obvious influence that a certain friend of yours had done.

“Wait, you— you missed school this morning?” Lucas had muttered with a puzzled look, eyes wide.

“I had to go to the dentist to take my braces off. Yeah.” Seungmin stated again. “So whatever you meant by ‘being an ignoring bitch this morning’, I know nothing about it.”

And then someone next to them had chimed in. “You’re talking about Henry and what happened this morning with—“

“Yeah. Why?” Seungmin had interrupted, frowning slightly.

“There’s a video of it.”

Run, run, run.

The look in your eyes when you spoke with Henry. Your smug smile when you caught him by surprise.

Your poem.

His eyes had widened when Henry started reading it in the video.

Was it…?

Could it…?

Could it really be for him?

He wanted needed to find out.

He needed to find you.

“Watch where you’re going!” A man grunted at him, and Seungmin quickly apologized, running off.

Run, run, run.

He knew where you lived just because of Friday, when you had asked him if he could head towards your house with you, still a bit scared from what had happened. He accepted in a heartbeat, reassuring you that it was fine with a million smiles.

His hand had never left yours. Your touch, colder than his, had something so adicting to it that he didn’t want to let go.

Time seemed to pass slowlier when he recognized your neighbourhood. He was about to ring on your floor, but then, your silhouette got out of the elevators, and you both blinked at each other, staring through the glass door.

You opened it slowly, approaching him.

The look in your eyes was different than what Seungmin was used to.

It wasn’t similar to how you had looked at him ever since the school year started, with a shimmer of anger that turned your cheeks pink. Or how you had looked at him that afternoon in the back of the school bus, pupils dark and lips red and slightly swollen from kissing. Or how your eyes glowed in hope and comfort that Friday night.

It was different. He wanted to savour it. He wanted to see every detail of it.

He walked towards you and cradled your face in his hands.

“Wait.” He muttered in a whisper, taking off his glasses in a movement that to you felt almost enticing.

“What is it?” You whispered back.

He blinked at you as he cleaned his glasses with the hem of his shirt.

“You’re fucking blurry.” He snickered softly, with a sheepish smile that tinted his cheeks pink.

You giggled.

He settled his glasses back in place, and smiled when your image made sense before him.

“Better.” He muttered.

“Seungmin, I—“

But you stopped speaking when his lips crashed against yours.

There it was. He tasted sweet like how hot chocolate tastes in a rainy day. You smiled at your discovery, wanting to taste it for hours.

He wanted to kiss you for days to come, even if there was a million things left for both of you to say.

“I’m sorry.” Kiss. “I wasn’t in school this morning.” Kiss. “But I saw a video of it.” Kiss. “And I needed to—“

You giggled, taking his glasses and settling them on the top of his head.

“We can do the talking later.” You smiled, your cheeks red as your hands grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

“Are you sure?” He gulped, blushing too as he mumbled.

“Yeah.” You smiled even more. “I’d rather do the kissing now.”

You'd never know what happened with his letter. But considering where that had lead you, maybe it wasn't totally bad that the wind had carried it out the window.

[☆★🌷★☆]

~Kats, who, believe it or not, took the text argument in the beginning from an old school groupchat (yes i was the target akbdksbdks idk why lol, but no, i did not have an enemies2lovers :( lmao)

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[baki-tiene-un-simp]

Would you like to write headcanons for Jun Guevaru, Jack Hanma, Kaoru Hanayama and Biscuit Oliva with a partner who is a really good cook ?

If it hasn't already been done of course ^^

( ps : you are my favorite Baki writer 💞 )

Thank u so much, i'm really happy for you like my posts^^

Situation: A S/O really good in the kitchen.

Character: Jack Hanma, Jun Guevaru, Kaoru Hanayama and Oliva Biscuit.

Jack Hanma.

Jack will enjoy having an S/O who is good at cooking. He doesn't ask his S/O to cook for him directly, because he knows his appetite is very big.

But we know that in one way or another his S/O will strive to satisfy him, the mere intention is worth a lot to him.

He enjoys strong dishes and meats, any type.

He has a very good sense of taste, is able to feel almost every ingredient used, and will be honest about knowing you can trust him. When he says something tastes great, it tastes great.

Jun Guevaru.

I feel like he likes to play house. Disregard the fact that he is the leader of a sovereign nation and one of three men to be monitored worldwide.

He enjoys the delicious foods from his S/O, although I think he has a little penchant for desserts that play on bitter flavors.

He "sneakily" flaunts his S/O cooking skills to others, it may seem like it's unintentional, but that look on his face says otherwise.

Of course, he washes the dishes.

Kaoru Hanayama.

He appreciates and acknowledges his S/O's cooking skills, whenever he receives or is allowed to eat something that his S/O cooks for him he always thanks and compliments.

His are traditional dishes or elaborate meals. The way he prefers meat is medium.

He will offer to help his S/O if he needs a hand; bring ingredients, stir, knead, cut or whatever is assigned to you. He listens and does things slowly, waits for directions and asks when he doesn't know.

Despite his large size, he is a very good cooking companion. Bonus if they can get him to put on an apron.

Oliva Biscuit.

Having his S/O do something for him with his own hands takes him to cloud nine, he's so happy. He loves the everyday aura that single action brings, just perfect.

He will love whatever he is given; desserts, pastas, main courses, meats, vegetables, soups, whatever you present will be a big yes.

He could eat everything his S/O does without hesitation, he wants to be fed and cared for by his S/O, but he knows that he has a very big appetite, what he hates the most is making his S/O of him overwork.

He'll set the table, wash the dishes, clean the kitchen, and restock the pantry, all of it, he's pretty sure he's the least he can do.

Versión en español.

Jack Hanma.

Jack disfrutará tener un S/O que es bueno en la cocina. No le pide a su S/O que cocine para él directamente, porque sabe que su apetito es muy grande.

Pero sabemos que de una forma u otra su S/O se esforzara por satisfacerlo, la sola intención vale mucho para él.

Disfruta de los platos fuertes y carnes, cualquier tipo.

Tiene un sentido del gusto muy bueno, es capaz de sentir casi todos los ingredientes que se usan y será honesto con respecto al saber, puedes confiar en él. Cuando dice que algo sabe muy bien, sabe muy bien.

Jun Guevaru.

Siento que le gusta jugar a la casita. Obviar el hecho de que es el líder de una nación soberana y uno de los tres hombre a los que hay que monitorear mundialmente.

Disfruta de las deliciosas comidas de su S/O, aunque creo que tiene una pequeña inclinación por los postres que juegan con los sabores amargos.

Presume de forma "disimulada" las habilidades culinarias de su S/O ante los demás, puede parece que no es intencional, pero esa mirada en su rostro dice lo contrario.

Por supuesto, lava los platos.

Kaoru Hanayama.

Aprecia y reconoce las habilidades culinarias de su S/O, cada que recibe o se le permite comer algo que su S/O cocine siempre agradece y da cumplidos.

Lo suyo son los platos tradicionales o las comidas elaboradas. La forma en la que prefiere la carne es a término medio.

Se ofrecerá a ayudar a su S/O si este necesita una mano; traer ingredientes, revolver, amasar, cortar o cualquier cosa que le asignen. Escucha y hace las cosas despacio, espera indicaciones y pregunta cuando no sabe.

A pesar de su gran tamaño, es un compañero de cocina muy bueno. Bonus si logran que se ponga un delantal.

Oliva Biscuit.

El que su S/O haga algo para él con sus propias manos lo lleva a la nube nueve, está tan feliz. Adora el aura cotidiana que trae consigo la sola acción, simplemente perfecto.

Adorará lo que sea que le den; postres, pastas, platos fuertes, carnes, verduras, sopas, lo que sea que le presente será un gran sí.

Podría comer todo lo que su S/O haga sin contemplaciones, quiere ser alimentado y cuidado por su S/O, pero sabe que tiene un apetito muy grande, lo que más odia es hacer que su S/O trabaje de más.

Pondrá la mesa, lavara los platos, limpiara la cocina y reabastecerá la alacena, todo, está completamente seguro de que es lo menos que puede hacer.

[floralbfs]

"nel nel, no te creo nada pinche vato. sáquese alch" is SUCH a good phrase i wanna use it forever

[starsheild]

Prize- Allowance

The next light cycle there was a chime at the door. Before he could rise to answer it the door opened to admit a stream of mecha. As much as Jazz was annoyed by the intrusion, having mecha of the status that were entering announce their arrival before actually setting physical pede inside the door was something of a novelty as well.

Chopper led the small parade, stepping up to stand before Jazz as the rest of the mecha fanned out through the room. Jazz lowered his helm in greeting and submission, but did not bother to rise from where he was still seated on the low couch. Pantera had elected to settle on several thick cushions on the floor after looking over all of the seating options in the sitting room. Of them took into account his doorwings, and at least in the nest of cushions he could arrange them to sit or recline comfortably as he pleased. Out of the corner of his optic Jazz saw Oilslick, the stable medic, make his way over the Praxian, but he his attention was quickly refocused as Chopper began to speak.

“Ah, my champion. What did you think of last dark-cycles celebration?”

“It was certainly a party n’ a half.” Jazz replied, nodding as though in appreciation of the spectacle that he and Pantera had been forced to partake in. “I got nothin’ ta complain of, and ‘m bettin; yer guest don’t either.”

The vain stable master seemed to soak in the praise as he nodded his helm in agreement. “Your post match medical check came back clean, and Sawtooth said you appeared well after the bout. How are you feeling?”

How was he feeling? Disgusted. Used. Tired. If he was honest, all of that with at least another half dozen or so negative adjectives that he could add to the list without even straining himself. But Jazz also knew what to say, and what not to say, so none of those glyphs left his lips. “Still a lil’ sore. Havin’ my own bath is helpin’ wonders wit that though.”

“I wondered how much of your new accommodations you had been able to explore. What do you think of them?”

Here, at least, Jazz was willing to be a little more honest. “The bath’s nice, n so’s all the space. The berth ‘n furniture could use a lil help. Color scheme could too.”

Chopper looked, and to Jazz’s surprise actually nodded in agreement. “Since you are entitled to spending stipend now, put together a list and give it to Sawtooth, He is being assigned to you permanently. Outside of the compound you will still be under his authority. Inside well-” The stable master waved a servo, inviting Jazz to draw his own conclusions.

Jazz managed to hide his surprise under a nod of thanks. “I’ll get ta thinkin’ on it.”

“Excellent.” Chopper declared. “But now for the other matter at servo. How do things look with our new breeder, Oilslick?”

“The ember is still there and strong.” The medic straightened, apparently satisfied with his examination and done with the complaint Praxian at his pedes. “The administration of the pro-creo series inducers was timed perfectly. The breeder is in excellent physical health. So long as a proper diet is maintained and there are no unforeseen complications, I see no reason the carry should not be successful.”

The stable master rubbed his servos together, the expression of glee on his face making Jazz’s spark twist in disgust. “I will need to find him proper accommodations then, where he can have regular supervision.”

Oilslick looked about the small quarters thoughtfully. “Regular contributions would be beneficial as well. I see no reason why he should not remain here, unless you fear there is a chance that the fighter will harm him.”

Jazz’s entire frame went tense at the implication, his focus narrowing in on the medic. While the medic did a fine job of keeping the gladiators healthy and combat worthy, it was for his own sake more than any concern for his patients well-being, and Jazz’s dislike of the medic was inversely related to how much he trusted him, which meant extremely high and not at all. On top of his personal feelings for the medic was the sudden surge of code that rose in his processor at the news that he had kindled and ember in the other mech. If it was nothing but a spark of energy at the moment, it and the mech he had kindled it in were his, and no one was going to take them from him.

A bark laughter interrupted his train of thought an refocused his attention as Chopper spoke. “On the contrary, I think here might be the safest and most secure place in the entire compound for him. Put together a comprehensive dietary plan for the breeder. He will simply be fed when Jazz eats. And a list of anything else he might need. It can be added into the budget for renovation and supplies here. If nothing else, it saves setting up and securing separate quarters, at least for the time.:”

His attention shifted to Jazz. “You have two mega-cycles of down time. Heal, enjoy your prize. It’s back to training with the others when the new orn starts.”

“Thank ya. I will.” Jazz replied. With his glyphs the Chopper turned, and the small circus that parade through the door left as abruptly as they had come.

[blog1917]

Marlene Vasquez

November 5, 2021

Family and Community Treasures

EDCE 22102 - Fall 2021

 Breaking the Barriers “Farmers Market”      

             After our last assignment, I realized something very interesting about the Farmers Market. People who have “snap” benefits are able to use their cards to pay for fresh produce in any NYC farmer’s market. So, this got me thinking about the area where I live and how many Farmers markets are available to people within my community, which is low-income families. I took it upon myself to investigate this. I did some research online to see how many farmers markets I could go to within a 5mile distance from where I live and the dates/times they are open. This is what I found:

1.     McCarren Park Green Market only open on Saturday 8am-2pm

2.     Down to Earth McGolrick Park Farmers Market only open Sunday 10am-3pm

3.     Ridgewood Farm stand Open only Saturday 8am-3pm

4.     RB Bushwick Farmers Market Open only Saturday 9am-4pm

Then I interviewed some of my friends and families on the topic. I simply asked them three questions. First, “Do you know what the farmers market is? Second, do you know where the bears famers marketplace is around the area where we live? Third, did you know people with Snap benefits can use it towards buying fresh produce from the farmers market? Their responds where:

Lisette G:

Question 1: “Yes”

Question 2: “No”

Question 3: “WOW No I did not, That’s amazing!”

Ricardo A.

Question 1: “Yes”

Question 2: “No”

Question 3: “Nice”

David F.

Question 1: “yes”

Question 2: “No clue”

Question 3: “Oh word! I thought that was only for rich people”

Johnny A.

Question 1: “No Se”  

Question 2: “No”

Question 3: “Que bueno” how good

Tony V.

Question 1: “Yes”

Question 2: “I think There’s one all the way down, where the Williamsburg Bridge is”

Question 3: “For real? Then How come we don’t have it near our house though?”

Ana V.

Question 1: “Si”         

Question 2: “hay uno en la 14st cuando tu sales del tren L” There’s one on 14st when you come out the L train

Question 3: “no lo creo, dejame decirle a Patria” I can’t believe it, Let me tell Patria (her friend)

Jasmine T.

Question 1: “yes”

Question 2: “Not a clue bro”

Question 3: “That’s awesome, it’s sad they don’t announce it on tv or social media so that people would be well informed of this”

Bryan M.

Question 1: “Isn’t that where people from close farms like from NJ come over to the city and sell their crops?”

Question 2: “I don’t think they come to Brooklyn. That’s for rich wealthy people”

Question 3: “Oh word! No way! I have to look into that. I have a lot of friends that are going to be really hype to hear that”

             I also when to the farmers market that is located in Union Square Park, and I was able to interview one of the venders that was there. I was able to ask if he often gets many people paying for the produce that they purchased, by using EBT/Snap. He responded that he does get some customers that uses it but he has noticed that most people pay with either Apple pay, Debt/credit or cash. I then asked him why he think that is and what he thinks would help people become more aware of this amazing benefits? He explained that he does think that the reason why most people use other forms of payment instead of EBT/Snap, is because it’s not promoted well enough. The way that it could change would be by making the signs up higher on each tent that shows that people can use their EBT/Snap benefits. It was a great experience because I was able to be well informed on this topic and it influenced me to speak more about it with those around me as well as positing it on my social media to inform others that perhaps have EBT and would like to get fresh produce from the farmer’s market.

 The way That I would be breaking this barrier would be by talking with more people on this topic. Which I started off by doing so with the interviews of those around me. The second thing I plan on posting this information out on social media so that it not only reaches people within my home community but also those that live in different locations where they could then do their own research on whether or not they would get the same benefits with their nearby farmer’s market. Lastly, I spoke with a couple vendors in the farmers market located in 14st Union Square about putting up a large sign that indicates all the different payment methods and showing off the Snap card in bold. So far this action has brought awareness to many people that I know, and it has provided those people to spread the word to others as well. I think this barrier needs to be broken down because there's a lot of people that should be able to benefit from having fresh produce in their home without having to use other forms of payments and not having to travel far to get this service. In the reading “Language Development in Early Childhood” by Beverly Otto states great insights on the importance of children's exposure to language not only in schools but also with their families. Chapter two states, “Verbal interactions with children at home are more tailored for each child or, at most, shared with other children in the family unit” (Otto, pp 30). This is something that is very important because children grasp so much from their family and the day-to-day involvement that their families go through. One of the greatest things about breaking this barrier is that children can help their parents obtain this information when they go with their families to the farmers market. Going based off the community I based this topic on, there’s a large amount of people that would have trouble speaking English to the venders, therefore they can have their children not only be exposed to this new place of getting fresh produce but also exercising their language by helping translate for their parents/guardian at the farmer’s market. There is another interesting article that gives some rich insights of system theories titled, “Ecological Systems Theory: The Person in the Center of the Circles” by Nancy Darling. This article states, “When predicting the strength of association of parental knowledge with positive aspects of development (social skills, friendships with prosocial peers, good academic performance), one might predict a stronger association in high-resource environments'' (pp 215). This is so important for children to be exposed to a new system, where people come from a different state to provide fresh farm grown foods that their families can enjoy together. I think this is a positive aspect of what can occur with this barrier breaking.  

Another insightful article is “The Experimental Ecology of Education” by Urie Bronfenbrenner states, “Thus the experience of a child in day care, in the classroom, or the informal peer group, may change the pattern of activities and interaction with parents or siblings in the home, or vice versa, with consequent implications of learning and development” (Bronfenbrenner, pp10). I think this quote is very important because as I stated before when families go food shopping, they tend to bring their children alone with them. By doing so they are exposing them to a new way of shopping for fresh produce that they could eat as a family and perhaps use that information through imaginary play with their friends and open to the conversations about the farmers market that that child’s family goes to. In the last article “What Is a System and a System Perspective?” By David Aloyzy Zera, I’ve gathered insight into system theory. It stated, “When one part of a system changes (or adapts to change), further change occurs, necessitating self-organization as the system tries to equalize itself to the new demands” (,pp). I think that this is a very important quote to analyze because it relates to many systems changing by breaking this barrier of exposing the information of people with snap being able to use their benefits to pay for fresh produce in a farmers’ market. As well as the change that would occur if more farmers market stations would open around the low-income family’s area and they would be available more than just once a week. I believe that system theory would play a big role in this area.

   Citation

 Beverly Otto. 2018. Language Development in Early Childhood. 5th ED. Pearson

 Nancy Darling, 2007 “Ecological Systems Theory: The Person in the Center of the Circles”

Urie Bronfenbrenner. (July 16, 2014). The Experimental Ecology of Education.

  http://www.jstor.org/stable/1174755. 10.

David Aloyzy Zera. What Is a System and a System Perspective?

1. Did you know that the farmer’s market accepts EBT/Snap as a form of payment?

2. Do you know the nearest Farmer’s Market place near your community? 

3. Do you think this this is an important topic to share? if so, why?

4. Do you agree that this is a barrier that needs to be broken? Why or Why not? 

[strawberrywritings]

Poem 14.

A/N: these are days filled with ideas and I’m honestly loving it! The inspo for this came thanks to an ask (which i can’t find anymore) sent to @crushed-pink-petals-writes and @suckthatskittlebiiitch‘s comment: shoutout to you, but I also blame you because it’s been almost 3 days and the idea won’t leave my head and I just HAD TO WRITE IT.🙈 I did not include all of the poem, I just used some lines, and I used the Spanish version (but you can find the English translation, also). One day I will address my love/hate relationship with poetry, but today is not the day. I’m making an exception for Angel, tho.😌

Enjoy! Xx 🍓

/ Masterlist

Warnings: unprotected sexual intercourse, oral sex (f receiving), not proofread

Summary: the Mayans Book Club starts reading poetry and Angel recites you a poem, the Angel way.

Angel had been blackmailed into joining the Mayans book club and he hated to admit it, but he liked it. He talked to you about the books they read, what he liked, what he didn’t like, his theories and sometimes he also made alternative endings. When Letty suggested reading poetry, the others didn’t know what to say. Poetry, of course, couldn’t be read like novels and they were hesitant at first, but they tried it.

They started with the basis: English poetry. And EZ (who was in charge of the whole thing, with the supervision of Bishop) assigned homework: everyone had to read and present a poem from the author they had chosen, give a brief explanation, going beyond the written words and finding the meaning, understand it.

Angel had loved it, he had googled and read every analysis he could come across to, and he wanted to know more and more each time. He had never read that much.

/

The chairs were put in a circle, everyone with their book in hand, bookmarks, notes, it felt as if they were back in school. Today they were going to read Neruda.

Gilly got up and started reading the poem had chosen, Poem XIV from the book “20 love poems and a song of despair”. Angel listened, marveling at the analysis his brother had done, and all he could think about was you and how you fit perfectly in the lines of the poem.

The night went on, but Angel had zoned out, his brain replayed the poem over and over in his head.

/

A couple of days had passed, and Angel had read the poem a hundred times, and he wanted you to know that he loved you.

He smiled as he entered the house, finding you on the bed, a flannel of his resting loosely on your body, allowing him to see your soft curves.

“Hello there”, you said with a sweet smile, now watching him. He smiled and slowly walked towards you, grabbing your ankles and pulling you to the end of the bed. You yelped and gave a soft laugh, but it slowly died down when you saw the seriousness in his eyes. “Something wrong?”, your cheerful mood was gone.

He shook his head and smiled at you, spreading your legs and trailing one of his hands from your feet to your inner thigh. “No, everything’s perfect. I love you”, he murmured, kneeling in front of you and sliding both of his hands under the shirt you were wearing, but he avoided your breasts, opting to caress your skin again and again. You had no clue what was happening.

“Baby… what are you doing?”, you whispered, propped up on your elbows, and whined when he finally touched your chest, but it wasn’t eager like usual. Angel loved having sex with you, but he had always been on the rougher side, worshipping you in his own way, not that you complained. There had been times where he would go slow, and you enjoyed it very much. Still, he was not a patient man.

He shushed you and smiled, kissing just below your belly button. “Don’t worry, just relax”, he said, as his hands removed the fabric from your body, leaving you completely naked, and him completely dressed.

He ducked his head down and slowly started to eat you out. You didn’t know if it was the change of atmosphere or the incredible way his lips worked on you, but you came within minutes; Angel groaned at the taste of you and wiped his mouth clean… which didn’t do much, since his beard was covered in your arousal.

He got on top of you, and you reached down to unbuckle his pants, but he grabbed your wrist and stopped you.

He took his time undressing and when his tip entered you, your body felt like it was on fire. Every touch was erotic and you couldn’t help but squirm against the mattress, his body on top of you, his cock caressing your walls with slow and deep strokes.

You both hadn’t said much, the only sounds were moans and whines and groans. Then, Angel spoke.

“I’ve been thinking about you for days, fuck- I wanna recite you a poem”, your eyes snapped open, he was watching you. Your eyes searched his, questioningly, you had no idea what was going on. When you didn’t respond, he started.

Juegas todos los días con la luz del universo.

Sutil visitadora, llegas en la flor y en el agua. 

(Every day you play with the light of the universe. / Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water.)

He kept thrusting slowly, his words a bit muffled as he had his lips against your neck. You were his world, his universe, and he wanted you to understand how much he loved you. Angel was not good with his words, but he could try with someone else’s.

Hearing him speak Spanish, reciting poetry while you were making love, had you becoming lightheaded.

A nadie te pareces desde que yo te amo.

Déjame tenderte entre guirnaldas amarillas.

(You are like nobody since I love you. / Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.)

You moaned and threw your head back, your nails digging into his shoulders at the pleasure, making him moan and thrust a bit harder as a reaction. There is nobody like you, nothing compares to you, he’s put you on a pedestal.

While you were too occupied with each other, the weather outside had gotten bad. The clouds in the sky and the breeze coming from the open window announced the arrive of a storm, but you didn’t mind. Now, all your mind could think about was the way Angel’s hips were pushing and pulling against your own.

Life could put him through the worst things, but he felt strong with you by his side.

Tú estás aquí. Ah tú no huyes.

Tú me responderás hasta el último grito.

Ovíllate a mi lado como si tuvieras miedo.

(You are here. Oh, you do not run away. / You will answer me to the last cry. / Cling to me as though you were frightened.)

He continued, his head now against your chest.

Ahora, ahora también, pequeña, me traes madreselvas,

y tienes hasta los senos perfumados.

( Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle, / and even your breasts smell of it.)

His tongue explored your flesh, his pace always sensual even if you were squeezing around him. Your whines had gotten louder and you had scratched at his back multiple times, always when his tip bumped your g-spot.

Cuanto te habrá dolido acostumbrarte a mí,

a mi alma sola y salvaje, a mi nombre que todos ahuyentan.

(How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me, /my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.)

He remembered the way people looked at you when you said his name with the biggest smile on your face. Everybody had warned you, he was dangerous, nothing good, stay away. But you were stubborn. The day Angel had confessed to you what he really did for the club, was the day worry, uneasiness, and restlessness made a home in your head. It was also the day you vowed to stay by his side, it didn’t matter what he did. You loved him. He knew you were the one, then.

Mis palabras llovieron sobre ti acariciándote. Amé desde hace tiempo tu cuerpo de nácar soleado. Hasta te creo dueña del universo. Te traeré de las montañas flores alegres, copihues, avellanas oscuras, y cestas silvestres de besos.

(My words rained over you, stroking you. / A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body. / I go so far as to think that you own the universe. / I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, / dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.)

His thrusts had begun to quicken, signalling that he was approaching his high, and you were too. You opened your eyes and your gazes met, he gave you a soft smile, pausing his words to kiss you, the first real kiss since the start of the poem. It was soft and loving but you still felt electricity shoot through your body. His movements were fast, now, he pressed his forehead against yours, his forearms rested beside your head, supporting his weight, and your bodies were touching almost completely. You grabbed his hand, wrapping your leg around his waist and you both moaned out at the change of angle, that made him reach even deeper.

You closed your eyes as you felt your orgasm coming and you kept him anchored to you with your leg on his waist, his hand coming on your raised thigh to squeeze it, your grip so thigh, not letting him leave your warmth and his hips stuttered. His and yours groans and moans filled the room.

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos.

(I want / to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.)

You came just as he finished speaking, and he followed you. He kept moving his hips against yours, riding out your high and emptying himself inside you. When you were both done, your chests were rising and falling rapidly. He pressed a loving kiss to your forehead, before gently removing himself from you and going to the bathroom to grab a washcloth and help you clean up. You flinched at the contact, still sensitive to the touch, and he made sure to be extra careful.

He got up, discarding the towel and put on his boxers, helping you get into a clean pair of panties and a shirt of his. He closed the window and then you felt the bed dip again under his weight. You curled up against him as he kissed your head and stroked your bare back, smiling at your blissed-out state.

“I love you, so much”, you said, looking at him and he could see the love in your eyes, too. “Te amo, mi dulce”, he replied, hugging you to him and draping a blanket over you both, ready to nap while holding you close.

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[daylight-asylum]

How many people are in staff right now if you don’t mind me asking

Oh! That's a good question! Well, we have quite a sizeable staf here… 

Well, there's me, i'm the main doctor on this building, i'm the one who makes most of the decisions and the one who manages everyone… We have many nurses, each assigned to a different patient and role… 

We have Nurse Nea, she is in charge of the cooking for the patients, making sure they get nutritious foods and nothing that could affect their medication… Of course, Nurse Dwight, he is quite the multitasker! helps me a lot organising all the chores around the asylum… 

Nurse Feng is quite useful here, she is also an expert technician, so whenever we have technology problems, she’s the one to call… 

We have nurse Jake, he prefers to do the cleaning, tho im sure its because he avoids interacting directly with the patients...

Oh Doctor Bill is essential to us, he’s the lead pharmacist here, he manages the medicine and the doses of medication for all the patients, he is often helped by nurse Quentin, who assist mostly in examinations and in- um- treating any injuries the patient might have inflicted on themselves or others… 

Well, If I tell you about absolutely everyone, then i'm sure i’ll just confuse you, for now these people will be able to help you in here, i'm sure you’ll meet the rest soon.

--------   

“Ah! Esa es una buena pregunta, tenemos bastante personal aqui… Bueno, primero estoy yo, como ya sabes soy la doctora principal de este establecimiento, soy la que toma la gran mayoría de las decisiones y quien maneja a todo el personal… 

Tenemos varias enfermeras, quienes están asignados a pacientes y a roles específicos… 

Tenemos a nuestra enfermera Nea, está a cargo de la cocina de los pacientes, ella es quien se asegura de cocinar comidas nutritivas que no afecten los medicamentos de los pacientes… 

Ah claro, tenemos al enfermero Dwight, él es muy bueno haciendo varias tareas a la vez! Me ayuda mucho en la organización de las tareas que deben ser hechas en el asilo… 

Está el enfermero Jake, quien prefiere hacer tareas de limpieza, creo que evita interactuar con los pacientes lo más posible...

 La enfermera Feng es bastante útil, ya que es una técnica experta, cuando hay problemas tecnológicos, debes buscarla… 

Oh el doctor Bill es esencial para nosotros, él es el jefe farmacéutico, el maneja todos los medicamentos y sus dosis para los pacientes, usualmente el enfermero Quentin es quien lo ayuda a tratar a examinar y..um… tratar a los pacientes en caso de heridas… 

 Bueno, si te menciono a todos te voy a confundir, por ahora estos son los que te podrán ayudar, se que pronto conocerás al resto.

((EDIT: Mod Spooky here, we changed Jake’s role since we wherent sure what to do with him uwu//// Mod Spooky aqui, cambiamos el rol de Jake ya que no estabamos seguros que hacer con el uwu))

[catiuskaa]

new task: valentine’s day [ACTS]

A/N: reposting by acts! [see full version here]. wanted to see if this format works better (and yes i will squeeze everything in this one right here cause its amazing and i 100% worked my ass off on it)

PAIRING! seungmin x reader ; enemies/rivals2lovers!

SUMMARY: boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments…to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

WC: 0.651k

CW: fluffy comfort, use of spanglish (not relevant to the plot, dw), use of text format, the reader is stupidly short (which i know all about), academic rivals, bad student reader x good student seungmin, mentions of the unability to deal with complicated feelings, mentions of masking feelings, slight hint of bullying, mentions of being followed, (pet)names: little one, shortie, shortcake, smallable, pretty, hyunjin as a walking therapist, and the ending is kind of a reference to a show i'm obsessed with (not gonna say it so i don't spoil it for you guys hehehe)

|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|

[☆★🌷★☆]

{PROLOGUE: THE GROUPCHAT}

At first, you didn’t really know him.

To think for a second that there was a time where you didn’t know who he was made you sigh. Oh, how you wish you had never, ever encountered him.

…Kim Seungmin.

Some may say that ‘rivals’ or ‘enemies’ is a term that could seem too intense regarding a simple statement: that you two didn’t get along.

But no. Because those kind of words were exactly how you’d define your relationship.

And it had all started the first day of your last year before graduating. When you made the class groupchat.

> you created ‘Year 13-A 😼😼’

> you added ‘lucas🤺’ ‘atenea🛐’ ‘noa🫶’ and 16 more.

> you: guys help, am I missing people?

> you: @ atenea🛐 told me to create this group for homework n stuff but idk if I have everyone’s numbers 😵‍💫😵‍💫

< noa🫶: tía you’re missing two people no?

< lara💋: hala, new people?? 👀

< noa🫶: pero- they’re literally from the other group, girl

< abril🌻: you even know them lara

< abril🌻: se te va la pinza JAJSJA

< miguel📚: sí, there should be 22 people (creo)

> you: oh right, Lix told me!

> you: yeah i’ll add them now, brb 🏃‍♀️

Well.

Rookie mistake.

> you added ‘kim seungmin™️’, ‘hyunjin🎨’

> you: omg i even added everyone

< lucas🤺: omg omg

< kim seungmin™️: omg omg so crazyy

You rolled your eyes, smiling slightly as you texted. But that was just because you hadn’t talked to him before.

Now was a different story, of course. You wouldn’t smile, not for Kim Seungmin.

> you: @ kim seungmin™️ what was crazy is how difficult it was finding someone who had your phone number, lol

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: fr fr omg

< lucas🤺: que es omg

< lucas🤺: ‘oh me gustas’ ? omg?

< lara💋: you’re such an idiot, asshole

< lucas🤺: ohhh you love me so bad 😌😌😌

< isabel🌸: she knows better lol

< lucas🤺: dude, you’re my sister

< lucas🤺: shouldn’t you be backing me?

< isabel🌸: there’s a fee for that, dude.

You giggled at the stupid teasing, used to your mates’ shenanigans that never ceased to make you laugh.

But then, he replied.

< kim seungmin™️: @ you the only difficult thing here is you reaching graduation

…

Your smile faded.

You read that once more. Then again. And another time.

You chuckled dryly.

What was this guy on about?

> you: ah? wdym?

You remember thinking that maybe he was joking. That maybe he was someone who talked to people with a lot of harsh remarks without really meaning them. That maybe he was trying to be funny, or something.

Other texts showed up, but Kim Seungmin —named like so in the contact Felix had shared to you— wasn’t replying.

< minho🐈: guys wtf it’s 00:12

< lucas🤺: oh he uses the other clock

< lucas🤺: so its am-pm for us but not for you

< lucas🤺: think you’re special? wanna fight?

< noa🫶: lucas just shut up and go to bed

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: damn right 🛌🛌🛌

< miguel📚: guys, stop texting 😓

> you: yeah guys lol

< minho🐈: no u started this

< minho🐈: u shush

You snickered softly, used to Minho’s humour, quickly playing along.

> you: ?! unfair ☝️🤓

< kim seungmin™️: no, minho’s right for once

< kim seungmin™️: you should shush

< kim seungmin™️: you’re less annoying when you’re quiet

You frowned at your phone, your face contorted in angry confussion.

Who did this guys think he was?

With a huff, you typed a rapid “gtg guys!”, ignoring Seungmin’s texts, and quickly settled your phone back on your pocket, getting off the bus and finally arriving home.

You groaned, the text that that Seungmin idiot had sent still rolling in your head even after you laid in bed. You passed your hands through your hair.

“Difficult to reach graduation?” You mumbled, eyes fixated ln the chatroom the sentence feeling like acid in your mouth.

Kim Seungmin wasn’t ready for how difficult his last year was going to be, solely for his stupid text message.

[☆★🌷★☆]

SPECIAL THANKS! To my lovely pookies @lyramundana and @tonks-21 for ideas and support, plus also, most of the classmate’s names are thanks to gorgeous gourgeous @stayconnecteed and her spanishverse series bc i’m so invested! Go check all of their blogs out! 100% recommend. son mis chicas españolitas, hehe&lt;3

[cozyhomdiyinca]

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They give the ideal contemporary completion to your kitchen. Settling on an implicit cooler, as opposed to the independent one, helps in sparing in any event four creeps of kitchen space," says Natarajan A, New Business Unit Head, Whirlpool India. Implicit machines are space neighborly and consistently coordinated. They give the ideal contemporary completion to your kitchen.

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Tiles are consistently a rescuer with regards to adding a backsplash to your working space. They are water safe and are accessible in differed designs, organizations, shadings and surfaces. It gets a major approval with regards to moment cleaning of the dividers behind the cooking or washing zone.

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6. Paint Ideas

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Solid, tough and upkeep free, tiles are incredible choices for your kitchen floor. Other great alternatives are wood, plug, vinyl, regular stone and flooring. Accessible in various

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10. Make another worktop

Design your kitchen according to your favored spending plan, needs and usefulness. Select a solid worktop that can deal with your kitchen exercises. "A copper kitchen worktop is solid and simple to clean and keep up. A marble kitchen worktop looks exemplary and strong, its consistent and superb white touch makes a milder tone. What's more, for an expert look, a hardened steel kitchen top is an ideal alternative. It is advantageous to clean and is heat safe," says Smriti Jaju, Co-Founder, Meraki Homes.

11. Present new racks

Exhibit fundamental utensils and holders that you need consistently. This will spare you time and help oversee things in a superior manner. "Add a direct game plan of open stockroom styled racks. This takes into consideration simple access just as a lot of capacity. You can likewise substitute level racks with folded racks to show and store ceramics and spirits," Ashok Basoya, Director, Ottimo.

12.Recreate your extra room

There is consistently a need to clean up your kitchen. The idea is to be more coordinated and discover all helpful when you require it. Present extra room that can oblige just as put together all your stockpiling requires. Mostly, you have to much of the time keep rethinking your capacity needs."Installing tall units makes more space and gives an engaging look to the kitchen. Add open racking framework and inward drawers at every possible opportunity," says Parushni Aggarwal, Founder and Creative Director, Studio Creo

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Un Poco Loco (ILB, Danni x M!MC)

Hello lovelies! This fanfic was requested by @darley1101: as much as I still headcanon Danni with a female MC, I had fun writing this :) Hope you won’t be disappointed, my friend!

So, Jaime (MC) moved back to Northbridge after the events of ILB but he’s back to Pine Springs for a special event….and has a surprise for his girlfriend Danni.

Prompt: "Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?”

Word Count: 932

Perma tag: @brightpinkpeppercorn @psychopathdreamer21 @abunchofbadchoices @bbaba-yagaa @silverhawkenzie @begging-for-kamilah @melodyofgraves @bhavf 

(I’ll add @esteladannishreyakamilah since I know you’re a huge Danni stan, am I right? Feel free to ignore this if you’re not interested!)______________________________

Danni was editing her photos for her latest Clickit assignment at the coffee shop on Lakeview. It took a few to rebuild it after the flooding but the community seemed to love that place and some even volunteered so that they could speed up the process. More precisely, Danni was counting down the hours before embracing her boyfriend. After the happenings of that summer, Jaime moved back to Northbridge and Hartfeld. He went back for his fall semester and to start anew away from all the painful memories that surrounded his family house in Pine Springs. He and Elliott tried to stay there but soon showed up at Danni's door with dark circles under their eyes and a pleading look on their faces. They kept having nightmares back there. And Jaime was concerned with Elliott's own safety: 'he's all I have now, he's my family now...I only want him to be safe", he said her one night, his voice shaking. In the end, after talking with the group, Jaime decided to leave but promised to visit whenever possible. Elliott didn’t follow him: he was too shaken to leave Pine Springs behind and decided to stay and take care of their Grandpa who was still slowly recovering from the injuries he got during the flood in a medical facility nearby. Elliott, hosted by Imogen, and Danni were still there so part of Jaime's heart was anchored in Pine Springs. He and Elliott spent the Thanksgiving and the Christmas holidays with their friends. They were invented over Danni's parents on Christmas Day and he was officially introduced to the family. Elliott kept teasing in for ages saying that his face was redder than a tomato. Today it was Imogen's birthday and he assured everyone that he wouldn't have missed such a glorious party. But he was nowhere to be found, Danni thought,  frowning. She missed Jaime badly. In the end, she collected her things and walked home, headphones in her ears, hoping to hear from his boyfriend soon. She was almost there when a guy in a denim jacket with a heavy backpack crossed her path. Danni kept paying attention to the lyrics of her favorite song and only noticed that the scent that guy was wearing was oddly familiar. It must be the one I bought Jaime for Christmas, she thought.

She kept walking but the guy followed her. He backpedaled and crossed her path again, forcing Danni to stop. "Hey do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?" he said, smirking. "Listen cabron-" Danni started, but froze when she saw his face. "Jaime?!" "The one and only" He took off his sunglasses and spun. "I was going to the coffee shop since you weren't home but then I saw this beautiful girl walking down the street and I just had to turn on my charm" "Jaime we've been dating for months, you don't exactly have to...hit on me or whatever you were trying to do" "We'll have to agree to disagree on this" he crossed his arms smiling down at her. Danni mirrored him and sighed. "Yo creo que tu eres un poco loco, mi amor" "Loquito por ti, mi corazon" he replied, smiling. Danni giggled. "Now what? Are you taking Spanish classes?" He kept quiet for a moment. Then he took her hands into his and placed a kiss on them. "As a matter of fact, yes" Danni gaped. "I was just kidding, Jaime! Are you serious?" "Dead serious! When I came back to Hartfeld, I changed my career plan and added Spanish Language and Hispanic Studies. The classes are nice and you remember I told you about that friend of mine who works as a barista? Zig? He's helping me out with some extra practice during the weekends" he explained. "I didn't say anything when I came back earlier because...well, I guess you could say I wanted it to be a surprise" he added, shyly. "And why you..." "I study Foreign Languages and you speak Spanish. It just made sense to me. I want to know more about your culture, speak Spanish with you sometime, with your family as I care for them too...and hopefully understand what your abuelita has to say when I ask her to tell me all the embarrassing stories about baby Danni" Danni chuckled before wrapping her arms around him.

“Funny how it hasn’t crossed your mind that I will talk to my abuelita first, you dork!” she teased him before turning serious.

“But seriously, Jaime...if you’re doing this for me, this is...well no one has ever done anything like that for me. I-I don’t know what to say” she said cuddling up to him.

“You’ re worth it, Danni” he whispered, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

Then he lifted her chin with one finger and smiled affectionately at her.

“As much as I hate to bring this up, we should probably get ready for Imogen’s party”

Danni sighed deeply.

“Yeah, you’re right, J...” 

Then she added, snaking an arm around his waist and walking to the front door of her house:

“But we will continue this conversation after the party if you don’t mind”.

A shy smile formed on her lips as her cheeks turned rosy. She still couldn’t believe what Jaime just revealed her. “Mijita, this guy is a keeper, trust me!” her mother said when the Vance’s brothers left her family house a couple of days after Christmas...Danni never doubted that but at that very moment, she couldn’t agree more with her mother.

[actiaslunaris]

2021 Fanwork In Review

Tagged by @academicgangster! Thank you.

This is a bit like a year's masterlist, yes? I'd link individually, but Tumblr hates links, and I have limited time to link and check over twenty fanworks, even with only listing fanfic and fanvids. You can find everything on AO3, or you can click through to my tags, which will lead you to individual posts or links for each fanwork.

I wrote fanfic for Galileo, MCU, and Sabrina (1995). Find at tag: fanfic:mine.

Galileo

--all Utsumi Kaoru/Yukawa Manabu to varying degrees--

"a lonely lover's taboo" (voyeurism)

"all the blood I lost with you" (hanahaki)

"Trace of Her" (a reminder of a missing presence)

"bind them on your hands" (writing on the body/marking)

"Declaration" (declaring a relationship)

MCU

--Natasha Romanoff & Tony Stark--

"thousands of fast-falling stars" (fix-it of sorts, hurt/comfort through the years, written for simplecoffee)

Sabrina

--Linus Larrabee/Sabrina Fairchild--

"the girl with charming brown eyes" (Linus contemplates his life choices)

I edited fanvids for After the Matinee, Galileo, Gravity Falls (/xxHoLic/Ghost Hunt), The Fountain (2006), Love Song, and The Rebel. Find at tag: vids by actiaslunaris.

After the Matinee

--Makino Satoshi/Komine Yoko, made for Vexercises--

"Suspension" (desperation and connection)

"unable to speak // state of mind // somewhere underneath" (variations, mood changes with each one, find only on AO3)

Galileo

"Sweetest Downfall" (Kusanagi Shunpei falls in love easily; it's too bad that his best friends' interests lie elsewhere.)

"Heart's a Mess" (Yukawa/Utsumi, a burned heart is the hardest to woo)

"A Burning Coal" (Yukawa/Utsumi, the one where it's Tamlin all over again)

"I'll Be Good" (Yukawa Manabu, a study in developing morality)

Gravity Falls

--made for Vexercises--

"thread the needle through" (Bill Cipher wins)

"Who Are You" (the "he's not what he seems" arc)

"The Boxer" (Stan and Dipper aren't all that different)

"unzip my body // nothing to hide" (variations, demonic possession)

"Popular" (don't hate Pacifica 'cause she's popular)

"What We Lost" (siblings and their estrangement)

"It Never Seemed So Strange" (comparative crossover with Ghost Hunt and xxxHoLic, summer is for scary stories)

"Gnome Rave" (pesky pesky vampires gnomes)

"A Terrible Thing (Demons)" (variations, Stan and regret)

The Fountain

--Izzi Creo/Tom Creo, Festivids assignment--

"wheels revolving" (enlightenment in cycles, made for mithborien)

Love Song

--Kamishiro Kohei & Sano Sakura--

"A Fallen Star" (two people help each other get better and move on)

The Rebel

"Lose Yourself" (Lin Nansheng and the price of determination)

I tag anyone who would like to do this. @cosmictuesdays? @terribleteej?

[daylight-asylum]

How long have some of these patients been here, and how long as this building been in place?

-Dwight- How long…. Man that's a hard question. This building has been up for quite a long time… I think It used to be an old house before the government bought it… The government funded the back then called “Lery Prenn Asylum”. It's not quite sure what happened, it had been running for many years, and apparently at first it had a great reputation but then… Experiments started to take place, and since the patients weren't exactly wanted people… nobody knew what was going on in there… It's known that Herman used to be the main doctor in the asylum, back then, at least the last years just before someone noticed something wasn't right in there… Apparently him and Sally worked there for many years, Herman managing to climb his way to the top. There were files that showed that he and Sally used to be normal, functioning people, professionals who wanted to help the sick but… The experiments being done to the patients, the inhuman conditions in which they treated them, and the alienation that being far away from the city caused… just- b-b-broke them. I think most of the previous workers either killed themselves, or where assigned to different mental facilities, some were sent to prison… But Herman and Sally were sent here, I think they were going to face charges, but before the place could be demolished, someone bought it, remodelled it and managed to get the Daylight asylum running in its place… The owner of the building, the founder of the asylum… Few people have seen him, fewer even know his name… It's unknown how he did and keeps doing it… Somehow building a successful asylum, personally choosing and bringing patients… He seems to be quite influential, he also is the one who personally chooses us, the personnel, tho I only had an interview via phone, I didn't even apply to this facility! He just… somehow got hold of my portfolio and called me-- The pay was so good, I just couldn't deny… And here I am, working in a place with a dark backstory… Honestly? As creepy as it is… I'm very honored to be working here, to be part of a good change, you know? I never could stomach reading what kind of abuse and experiments were done here but- I know we are giving the patients a great, ethical treatment, and everyone is always working to keep everyone safe and healthy. 

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-Dwight- Cuanto tiempo… Esa es una pregunta difícil. Este edificio ha existido por mucho tiempo… Creo que solía ser una casa antigua que el gobierno la compró… Fue el gobierno que fundó el antes llamado “El Asilo Lery Prenn”. No es seguro que pasó, había estado funcionando por muchos años, y aparentemente al principio tenía una muy buena reputación pero…. Luego, se comenzaron a hacer experimentos, y cómo los pacientes no eran exactamente personas queridas… Nadie sabía lo que estaba ocurriendo… Se sabe que Herman solía ser el doctor principal en el asilo, o por lo menos lo fue en los últimos años antes que alguien notara que algo no estaba bien… Aparentemente, él y Sally trabajaron ahí por muchos años, Herman ascendiendo de cargo. Habían documentos que demostraban que él y Sally solían ser normales, personas funcionales, profesionales que querían ayudar a los enfermos pero… Los experimentos que le hacían a los pacientes, las condiciones y tratamientos inhumanos, y la soledad de estar tan lejos de la ciudad… Simplemente los r-r-rompió. Creo que la mayoría de los otros trabajadores o se suicidaron o fueron asignados a otros asilos mentales, algunos fueron mandados a prisión. Pero Herman y Sally fueron traídos aquí, creo que iban a ser arrestados pero antes que el lugar fuera demolido, alguien lo compró, lo remodeló y de alguna manera hizo que el asilo Daylight trabajara en su lugar… El dueño del asilo, el fundador… Pocas personas lo han visto, menos conocen siquiera su nombre… Nadie sabe como lo hizo y sigue haciéndolo... De alguna manera construyendo un asilo exitosamente, personalmente escogiendo y trayendo pacientes… Parece ser alguien muy influyente, incluso es quien personalmente nos escoge, el personal, aunque yo solo tuve una entrevista con él desde el teléfono, ni siquiera había postulado para trabajar aquí! Simplemente… De alguna manera se consiguió mi curriculum y me llamo-- Pagaba tan bien, realmente no pude decir que no… Y aquí estoy, trabajando aquí, en un lugar con tan mal pasado…. Sinceramente? Por muy extraño que sea… Me siento orgulloso de trabajar aquí,  de ser parte de un buen cambio, ¿sabes? Nunca pude leer el abuso y los experimentos que ocurrían aquí pero- se que estamos dándoles a los pacientes un tratamiento bueno y ético, y todos siempre velamos por la seguridad y la salud de todos.

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