#excited about applying for summer camp

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Hm... gonna muse in the tags

[nerdie-faerie]

Ahhh I got a camp offer!!

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Not Just Friends - 5 -

M.List : Prologue : Part 1 : Part 2 : Part 3 : Part 4 : Not edited : 10k words !!!

Childhood best friends turned into something more, at least with the label. Katsuki Bakugo, a fast-rising hero and fast-learning guy who is ever so slow in getting attached to and loving someone. Even three long years into a relationship, and your friends even forget you're even dating. Nothing happening, spare a few kisses.. like 3 kisses, during high school. Graduated and living together, and you guys have done absolutely nothing to further the relationship. Are you sure you're not just friends? CW: Smut, brief domestic violence discussion, virginity loss, aggressive flirting from creeps, gore with pro hero stuff (lmk if i missed any) Applies to all chapters regardless of it is in said chapter.

Katsuki and his closest friend decided to make a tradition of camping during the summer. The group mainly just inviting themselves in on his hiking trips and making it a bigger deal. You remember at first that he looked at you for help, only finding that you were already discussing with Mina about sharing a tent. You and the girls all shared a tent that year, in celebration of graduation.

But now, only a year later, the tradition stuck. It was beginning of August and the group of you were all getting packed. Preparing to meet at the camping site at separate times due to schedule errors. It was a small campground in all, you only knew of it if a local told you, so you had no idea how Katsuki got on the good side of a local, but he did. It was barely in service, just enough for phone calls, but Katsuki had a strict no phone rule.

Despite him being a grump about everything, the campground is beautiful, a lake in the middle of it all but surrounded by many different hiking routes. You were excited to spend this camping trip next him rather than the girls, curious about all the ins-and-outs of this campground.

You often tagged along next to him for his hikes, it was the main way you guys spent your off days. He always needed something to do, and you wanted to be near him, so you followed.

It created countless stories between you two, either inside jokes about one falling over a tree or just the deep conversations you shared as you hiked the trail.

After the hour drive out of the city, you were met with the lush campgrounds. It was just as breathtaking as last year. Just being in view of it, lifted a weight off your shoulders. It felt like you could breathe better overall.

The two of you were the first ones there. Arriving just before sunset. The rest of the group said they'd be here soon. You attempted to convince Katsuki to wait so you could share a ride with Kirishima and Mina, but he was too impatient.

Once your foot was out of the car, Katsuki started handing you things to set up. Giving you some of the tents he brought and to place them near the already made fire pit. He brought most of the camping supplies for the group, everyone else would just have to bring the things that they wanted.

You decided to wait to put up the tents until others got here, unsure of the pairing. So you and Katsuki got to work on putting up the fold up tables and some chairs out. Grabbing the ice chest filled of your food and setting it near the camp fire, which Katsuki quickly had going. Thankfully the campsite sold firewood, so you had no worries of running out.

The rumble of Kirishima's super duty truck made you turn you're head. Soon enough Mina barreled out of the truck and came running to you.

"Hi," she squeeze you into a hug, "Haven't seen you since the party!" You squeezed her back, it has been a while since you've seen her, the party was almost a month ago.

"Of course you guys show up after we finish setting everything up," Katsuki grumbled, dragging his feet as he walked to Kirishima's truck to help grab ice chests.

Kirishima gave a cheeky smile, rubbing the back of his neck, "Sorry man, I'm free to help now though."

"Whatever," Katsuki scoffed.

Kirishima gave you a wave, "Anything I can help with?"

You looked around, finally pushing Mina away from the hug, "We haven't set up any tents, so maybe that? I just don't know who's sharing and stuff yet."

Kirishima and Mina shared a quick glance, turning a shy red in their cheeks. "Well," Mina dragged out, "E and I are sharing, Bakugo and you are sharing, so we can start there."

"Wait," you paused them confused, embarrassed about sharing a tent with Katsuki.

"Huh?" Kirishima turned towards the tents laying on the ground, "Denki and Sero can share, I doubt they mind. They can set up another if hey have that big of an issue."

"We only packed three air mattresses," you pointed out.

"They've shared a bed before, it's fine. They're bros," Kirishima shrugged. He wasn't getting the point. You looked to find were Katsuki went and saw him grabbing stuff from Kirishima's truck, not having heard a lick of the conversation.

By the time you look back over to Kirishima, him and Mina were already off to the side of the campsite and setting up their tent. Mina struggling to stand as she laughed, hitting Kirishima with the tent pole constantly.

It was enduring to see them mess around, especially since they were finally getting ahold of their relationship. Both of them have been struggling with a label since the second year.

You looked back at Katsuki, who grabbed all he needed from the truck and was now crouched and working on the fire again. You walked over to stand next to him, bumping his shoulder lightly with your hip to get his attention, "We needa set up our tent."

He scrunched his eye brows, looking over to were the tent were then to were Kirishima was. "They sharing?" he nodded his head in their direction. You hummed, rocking on the ball of your feet, stuffing your hands in your pockets. This felt odd.

" Okay," he stood up, brushing the remains of wood of his hands. You stepped away slightly, giving him room to stand without bumping into you. "Where do ya' want it?"

You looked around the campsite. It was quite big, plenty of space for anything. Trees lined the dirt center that was meant for parking cars and the rest of the camping supplies. Where the trees lined the dirt, there was plenty of open grass plots for a tent. Kirishima and Mina already taking one of the grass plots near the cars. So you walked to the other side, leaving the ones in the middle for the boys to chose.

Katsuki picked up the tent and followed you, dropping the tent bag where you stopped. It was quite the distance from the cars so you would have to move the car briefly so you could blow up the air mattress.

You went to unzip the bag, handing Katsuki the poles to connect together while you pulled out the actual tent to space out. Switching jobs so he could anker it to the ground. You quickly saw why Mina was laughing so hard. The pole you were connecting broke apart in one spot and swung to hit Katsuki in the back of the head.

He wiped his head around, "The fuck?" he barked at you. You hunched over laughing, his face was so mad, it was as if you took a dogs bone. "Asshat," he grumbled, turning to finish the last anker. Before snatching the pole from your hand and threading it through the tent. Ordering you to help connect it on the other side despite you still laughing slightly at him.

The two of you did the other side without much issue, putting the rain cover up as well as threading the pole over the door to keep it steady. He quickly trudged off to bring the car. Mina joining your side as you two watched Katsuki set up the air mattress. "I hate tents," she grumbled.

You looked at her tent, seeing it messily set up, all their stuff being thrown in as well, fully set up. "Why?" you asked.

"Can't really make noise if y'know what I mean," she wiggled her brows, nudging her arm into yours.

"I better not hear that," you made a face of disgust.

"Same to you," Mina laughed, "Though I am curious as t-"

"Don't," you raised your hand to stop her, "I don't even want to know."

Katsuki called you over to the tent, currently fighting with the air mattress.

"What even happened?" you laughed the second you peaked inside the tent, he was currently struggling to get the air pump connected to the air mattress.

"Can't find the hole," he sighed frustrated.

Mina erupted into laughter, "That's what she said!"

You stifled a laugh, moving Katsuki to the side as you pushed the mattress into a better angle. Getting the mattress blown up easily. Katsuki getting out of the tent to place the bedding and your guys stuff in the tent to the side. It was a large tent, plenty of space for you to stand up straight, Katsuki only had to slouch slightly to not hit his head in the middle.

He moved the car and left you to set up the bedding once the mattress was fully inflated it. Knowing it go cold at night you threw a large open sleeping bag over the top of the mattress to sleep on top of, knowing that the air mattress would be insanely cold otherwise. Just throwing your pillows at the end of the bed and then half-assly throwing heavy blankets on top before shuffling out of the tent, hearing Sero and Denki pull up, music blasting.

Katsuki was instantly barking orders at them.

"Chill man, we brought the booze," Denki laughed, opening the truck and pulling out a cooler, Sero doing the same.

"How fucking much are you planning to drink?" Katsuki went wide eyed at the two full coolers of booze.

"We'll probably have to buy more," Sero shrugged.

"Huh? How?" Katsuki looked dumb founded.

"I mean," Sero pointed and count the group, "there six of us, five of us wanting to get drunk nightly this weekend. We all need to drink a lot to get drunk as well."

Katsuki whiped his head to you, "You drinkin'?"

You shrugged, "I mean yeah- wait Sero?"

"Yeah?" he looked up from where he was fishing a beer out of the cooler.

"Did you pack my wine?" you stepped closer to him.

"In the car," he nodded towards the car. You quickly skipping over and grabbing a bottle to drink for the night. Katsuki was busy yelling at everyone to watch how much they drunk, they still had work monday.

Mina groaned at him, lulling her head over to you, "Can you get the stick out of his ass? He's acting like he hasn't been laid in years."

Your face flushed but you laughed to cover it, "I think it's too far up there for me to help."

"Fuck off," he barked at the two of you, causing you to laugh harder.

The group was standing around the fire, Katsuki making sure it stayed steady. Once you got the wine bottle open you joined them, taking the seat next to Katsuki, stretching your legs onto his arm rest of the chair, knowing he wouldn't mind.

"Y'know, sometimes I forget you two are dating," Denki point at finger between you and Katsuki, that same hand also bringing a beer up to his mouth to take a swig. "I only remember when you do shit like that," he gestured to your legs.

"What do you mean?" you tilted your head.

"Well he'd kill anyone else for that," Denki shrugged.

"Ah yes, you bagged quite a man, one that'd kill some one from breathing wrong," Mina laughed at you.

You flushed, embarrassed that even the ones closest to you barely saw the relationship. You looked over to see how Katsuki took the joke, seeing him staring intently at the fire. Poking at it with a fire stick.

"What's our plan for tomorrow?" you looked around the group, taking a sip of wine straight from the bottle. Wanting to skip past any talk about your relationship.

"I'm going for a hike," Katsuki said, setting down the fire stick and leaning into his chair, arms cross.

"Okay," you dragged out, seeing if anyone would add their plans. When no one added you continued, "So Kats and I are going for a hike in the morning, then we'll be back and we can all go to the lake?" you suggested.

"Sounds good, I would go with but I need sleep, works been rough," Kirishima sent an apology to Katsuki, only to be shrugged off.

"Have you been taking better care of your support gear?" you nagged at him, annoyed about the amount of times you've fixed it just this month.

"Yes mom," he groaned.

"Oh shut your mouth," you scolded. The group laughed at your bickering with Kirishima.

The group quickly fell into an banter, all thankful they got the weekend off from hero work. Glad they could escape out of the city. It was refreshing. The view of the camp ground and their faces. They looked a least a little more carefree than normal. Tonight was the calm of the camping trip, tomorrow night would be all chatter and drunk games. It was only Friday night and you guys would be staying till Sunday, with work on Monday. It was a short get away but it was all the agencies could agree too. Everyone already ate their meals during the drive here, so all that was to do was set up.

By the time the fire was out, Sero and Denki still hadn't put their tent up. They'd have to do it drunk and in the dark. Katsuki was already well past tired and demanded to get up early, so you couldn't join them. So you had Kirishima promise to watch for them.

With the rest of the group taken care of, you and Katsuki walked off into your tent. Well he walked, you stumbled and grabbed onto his arm, drunk from drinking the whole wine bottle. He unzipped the door of the tent, holding it open for you and closing it behind himself.

"What side y'want?" Katsuki huffed, reaching for his backpack.

You looked at the options for a moment, "The one near the tent wall, I don't wanna be by the door."

"Ight," he was still digging through his bag. You walked over to your side, just about to sit down before he yelled at you, "The fuck y'doing? Change your clothes, I don't want our bed to smell like wine and campfire."

"But you literally smell like a campfire," you pointed out, "And I don't smell like wine."

"I saw you spill it over yourself, and I don't care. Change," he ordered.

"How am I supposed to change with you in here," you grumbled back at him.

"I'll turn around and so will you," he pointed out blandly.

So after grabbing your pjs, you both turned around and changed. You felt the urge to turn and catch a look but you knew that it'd be all you thought of. You laughed slightly to yourself, amused that you've been dating for three years but have yet to change near each other.

"What?"

Your head almost spun to look at him, but you remembered before you did, "Nothin."

"Why'd you laugh?" he asked differently.

You sighed, " Just the fact we are turned away from each other right now," you shrugged your pj shirt over your head, unhooking your bra from underneath it, just in case.

"Want to watch me get naked?" he teased.

A hot wave flashed through you, "Shuddup," you coughed out after a moment. Quickly putting on your sleep shorts. "You done yet?"

"Have been for a minute," he replied. With the okay to turn around, you quickly climbed into bed. Only then did it sink in that you'd be sharing a bed for the first time. Seeing him lift the covers and joined you excited you. It was a first, and it was thrilling, even if it was just sleep.

"Y'know," you moved closer to where he got comfortable, "We've never shared a bed."

"I'm aware," he peered down at you. He had his head rested on the pillow, arms above his head as he laid on his hands.

"It's weird," you whispered, like you were admitting a secret. You moved yourself to lay onto your stomach, propping yourself up with your arms.

"How?" he asked softly, matching your tone. He adjusted himself, getting into a better position to look at you. Even in the dark, you could see his vibrant red eyes peering at you.

"Like," you looked away from him, overwhelm, picking at the blanket that was over your shoulders, "Feels different, we live together but we don't share a bed, but now we are. Feels like a new step without the other foundations in a way."

"What other foundations would we need?"

"Well none I guess, but we didn't choose this one fully," you shrugged.

"I knew we were going to share, did you not?" he nudged your calf with his leg, grabbing your attention.

"Not really, I'm happy we are, just," you paused, "I don't know."

You heard Denki and Sero laughing from their tent, clearly in a struggle to set it up.

"I get it," Katsuki said after a moment, "Feels like we are doing things in a weird order."

"Yeah," you yawned.

"Go to bed," he order softly.

"Goodnight," you muttered, plopping your head onto your pillow.

"Night."

---

Katsuki woke you up just before sunrise, slightly shaking your arm till you woke up. He already has his hiking bag made, filled with stuff for the both of you. Shoving you a granola bar and a protein shake before he left you to change.

After slipping into some pants, aware of the brisk mornings. Katsuki having warned you while you packed. With your legs warm, you threw on a tank-top with a hoodie over it. Tying your shoes before fighting your way out of the tent, meeting Katsuki at the end of the campsite road.

"Finally," he immediately stepped off, following the tree line. Having you jog slightly to catch up to him.

"Do you sleep okay?" you questioned, worried you kicked him or something in your sleep.

"Yeah," he replied. Well, at least he didn't sleep bad. "You?" he looked over at you briefly, before looking back up, turning into a trail that went out of the main camping area.

"Yep, best in a while actually," you followed him.

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence, trailing through the forest. The trail seemed like it faded in and out, clearly not used often enough to keep a path.

Leaves brushed past your pants as you walked through, following each step he made, keeping up with his steady pace. He often looked back to make sure you were still behind him before he made a turn slightly off path, getting yourselves deeper into the forest. It was a steady up hill for the most part, up until you hit a rocky area with a steady climb.

Katsuki easily jumped up the first step, even with it at waist height, reaching down a hand to help pull you up. He let you walk in front of him from then on, just pointing you towards where to go. Letting you climb up the slight rocks, prepared to catch you if you fell, even if it wasn't higher than five or so feet. Soon enough you were standing taller than the rest of the camp, being able to see the lake and even our campsite from the top of the rocks you climb.

"This is," you let out a breath, "wow."

"See, if you didn't get wasted last time I could of shown you then," he reminded.

You ignored him, watching how the sky was slowly gaining color from the sunrise, a faint pink and orange hue barely kissy the horizon.

"This isn't even the best part," he tugged on your arm, lightly dragging you away from the cliff edge. He went in the opposite direction from the cliff, walking through the small forest that coated the top of the rocky mountain you were on. He held unto your hand until you heard the faint noise of running water. Pulling you in front of him as he guided you to the small pond that ran off the cliff edge and into a small creek.

"Why didn't you drag me with last time," you slapped his arm lightly, walking over to the water, crouching down to feel the water. It was freezing.

"You were bitchin'," he shrugged. Setting his backpack down near a tree.

You started untying your shoes, taking them off along with your socks. On a whim deciding to unbutton your pants.

"What are you doing?" he hissed. You turned your head toward him, his face was flushed as he looked away.

"I'm getting in," you shrugged.

"You're wearing a swimsuit?" he looked back over, still red in the face.

"Nah," you pushed your pants down, "I just wear my underwear, it'll dry."

"It's fucking freezing in that water," he pointed out, looking away once again.

"Scared to join?" you teased, folding your pants and setting them on top of your shoes, doing the same with your hoodie and tank top.

"Oh fuck you," he groaned. Not wanting to back out on a challenge, he tugged his shirt and pants off quickly, leaving them on a rock near his shoes. Joining you just as you started stepping into the water.

You flinched at the temperature but forced yourself to fully get in, letting the water reach your shoulders. Hair tied up to stay dry. Katsuki was by your side after a minute.

It was funny to think that last night you changed facing away from each other, but now you were only clad in underwear and in a random pond. It wasn't a first to be around each other in underwear, you've lived together for a little over a year after all.

"Water's not too bad," you commented.

He shot you a glare, "I hate the cold."

"Ice baths are good for you though, lots of health benefits," you chimed, knowing he hated being told something he hated was good.

"Fuck em," he grunted. He let his face fall into a pout as he stared at the water as if it was his enemy. His arms crossed to hold in any warmth. Butterflies filled your stomach as you looked over his feature. He was made but he looked soft. The worries of the hero world gone, if only for a moment. He looked back up at you, "What?" he bit out.

"Nothin'," you shook your head, "Cold?"

"Obviously," he rolled his eyes.

You stepped closer to him, having stuck at arms length from him. "Hug?" you offered.

"How will that help?" he coughed.

"I don't know, body heat?" you stepped closer.

"But you're fucking freezing too," he pointed out.

"Come on, Kats," you held out your arms for him. With a pout of your lip, he groaned and stepped into your arms. Wrapping his arms around your waist and tugging you towards him. "See, not to bad," you teased, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He nudged his head into your shoulder, "Shuddup." The tips of his ears stayed red from his blush, the heat from his face warming your neck. "Your warm," he muttered, pulling you impossibly closer, his watch scratching your back lightly.

You scratched at his hair, letting your hands play with the strands at the nape of his neck as you looked around. Soaking in the moment. The sky was slowly waking up, the orange and pinks that were barely visible before, took up the entire sky. A steady blue warming in as well. Katsuki let his shoulders sag into your touch as he pulled his face away, catching your attention.

"You're beautiful," he mumbled, embarrassed as he let his eyes track over your face.

"What's up with you?" you laughed shyly, "All boyfriendy recently."

"Just getting used to things more I guess," his voice was soft, but rough from his daily screaming matches with the boys.

"Took three years?" you pointed out. Watching his eyes as he looked over yours.

"You said I can do what I want right?" he asked, referencing your words from the other week when he kissed you for the first time since graduation.

You flushed, "I did."

He looked over your features again before his eyes fell to your lips. Letting his hand unhook from your waist and gently cup your cheek, just as it had that night. He admired your features for a while, letting his thumb barely trace your bottom lip before he leaned in himself. Letting himself fall into the kiss.

You tilted you head and pushed into your toes, letting yourself get impossible closer to him. Letting your body curve into his, fit alongside his perfectly. You let your hands hold unto his hair, pushing him deeper into him. Grasping onto his hair when you felt his tongue trail alongside your bottom lip. You're mouth falling open, begging him to continue the kiss.

Whining when he pulled away, out of breath and eyes lidded. "You're fine with this?" he asked hoarsely brows still furrowed from how he kissed you.

You just tugged him closer to you in response, locking your lips against his. Luckily, he quickly ran his tongue over your lip again, letting it slide into your mouth slowly. The kiss left a buzz going through your body, making your fingers twitch tighter into his hair, wanting nothing but more. Air could wait. You let your tongue fight with his for a moment, playfully toying with the new feeling of kissing him like this, before you gave in, letting him take over the kiss completely.

His hand dropped away from your face, falling back to your hip and he pulled you closer, fully into him. Groaning lowly when your thigh hit him, it falling between his legs.

The groan snapped you into reality. You were making out with Katsuki, and you felt him against your thigh. Clearly enjoying it. Just in attempt to see his reaction, you move your thigh slightly, making another groan fall from his lips and into your mouth before he pulled away from the kiss. Lazily look down at you, "We should probably stop before we.." he trailed off, his eyes falling on your lips again.

"Yeah," you nodded in agreement, looking down at his lips, plump and rosy from kissing.

Both of you sat in a daze of staring at each other, only breaking out of it when you heard faint talking in the distance.

You quickly scrambled off each other and to your clothes. Throwing them on as quickly as possible, wringing out as much water as possible beforehand. You did not want to be caught half naked in a random pond. It would wreck his hero image.

With clothes thrown on you quickly walked back towards camp, running into the couple you heard from the pond on your way down. Stopping when they asked for a picture with Katsuki. Which he was in a good enough mood to agree to.

After getting out of earshot, you started giggling to yourself. "We are so lucky we heard them."

He laughed breathlessly near you, "Yeah, would of gotten an exclusive photo otherwise."

"Your fan girls would have my head instantly," you added.

"You'd kick their ass."

You smiled at his faith in you, "Thank you, that's what I've been saying. Mei thinks I'm crazy."

After only a few tumbles, you were back at the campsite, letting the laughter from the previous conversation flow out of you. Everyone was awake when you got back. All prepared to head to the lake.

"You guys were out for a while," Mina commented, a hinting tone to her voice, "Why are your clothes wet?"

You looked down at your hoodie, the fabric of your bra having soaked the front of your shirt, just as your underwear soaked your pants. Katsuki was in the same boat.

"I took a dive in the water for a moment," you shrugged, "I'm going to put on a swimsuit, we can head out after."

And you did just that, Katsuki doing the same just after you.

You met up at Mina's side, she was in the middle of teasing Denki for how he applied sunblock.

She eyed you, "So, you guys were gone for a whileee."

"Yeah? We went on a hike?" you asked back, confused at her tone.

"You left at 6, it almost 10," she pointed out. You paled at the realization.

"It was a long walk," you defended.

Denki snorted, "Yeah a long 'walk'," he did air quotes.

Lucky enough, Katsuki was in time to hear that comment and swatted him upside the head. Denki squawking at him.

---

The lake was calm, water a perfect temperature along with the weather. Only a few other campers were at the lake but they were a good distance away. You would be able to mess around with your group without having to worry about being too loud or press getting photos.

You guys had set out chairs next the shore and some coolers, one filled with alcohol and the other having food. When the sunblock was all applied and dried, you and Mina instantly ran in. Her challenging you to a race and easily beating you.

"Mina!" you heard Kirishima shout before he tackled Mina into the water. You stepped back from the two, seeing them actual start to drown each other.

"Hey."

You squeaked, scared of being dunked. Turning to see Sero smirking at you.

"Scared of some water?" he teased.

"I'm scared of being drowned by a pro hero, yes," you turned back to watch Mina and Kirishima start to calm down. Unfortunately seeing them start making lovey eyes and leaning in.

"I'm so thankful you and Bakugo don't do that," Sero cringed, turning away from the site.

Memories from the pond flashed through your mind, shooting a quick glance at Katsuki, who was leaned back in a foldable chair. Legs stretched out and arms crossed over his stomach. Head fully leaded back and face the sky, with a hat blocking his fat from the sun.

"I doubt me and him would ever do that," you agreed, shaking your eyes off of Katsuki.

"You guys were gone for a while this morning," he elbowed you.

You scoffed, "It's a long walk."

"Yeah sure," he laughed, "At least we didn't have to hear it."

"Nothing happened," you shoved him into the water.

Sero started making kissing noises.

"Shut up!" you hushed, looking to see if Katsuki heard. When you aw him lift his hat slightly to peak at you, you jumped Sero. Submerging him under water as you smiled back at Katsuki.

Once he put his hat back over his head you let Sero go.

"I know I'm a hero and everything but damn your strong," Sero laughed, coughing some water out.

"Don't cross me," you jokingly threatened.

"You guys seem to be doing better though, he didn't throw your shoes off his chair last night," Sero commented, voice low so others didn't hear, "Was he just off that party?"

"No, he just doesn't like his hands touched for too long," you shrugged, "He always shakes my hands off after a couple minutes."

Sero hummed, "Well I'm getting a beer, want any?"

"Nah, I'll drink the rest of my wine tonight though," you twisted in the water, letting the water swish near you.

Soon you heard Mina start giggling, so you turned and saw her and Kirishima obviously flirting. "Guys!" faked throwing up, "Get a room."

Mina groaned, "You're just like Bakugo," she stuck her tongue out at you, you doing the same.

Before you saw anything more you decided to bug Katsuki, walking out of the water and grabbing a towel to wrap around you shoulders before walking to his seat. With the new shade you moved his hat off his face.

"Hi," you smiled down at him, happy to be here.

"Hey," he returned, "Why ain't you in the water?"

"Missed you," you shrugged, "you should join us."

He hummed, looks around the lake. "We brought the paddle board right?"

"I think Kiri set it up," you looked around for it, seeing it leaned against the picnic table, "Yeah he brought it."

Katsuki stood up, stretching slightly before moving over to it. You had trouble keeping your eyes off the way his back rippled with each movement. He grabbed the paddle board and placed it in the water, "Hold it will ya?" he gave you the foot strap, making you keep it from going too far away as he walked to grab some fishing stuff.

It was small hobby he hardly got to do, but he loved it all the same. Once he grabbed a fishing pole and the right bait he walked back over to you. Setting his stuff down to the said as he grabbed the foot strap from you.

"Get on," he directed, holding the board still. Unaware you were going with you quickly put your towel down before carefully getting on, keeping yourself near the front so he had room on the back.

He handed you the paddle and his fishing gear before he joined you on the board. Taking the paddle from off your lap and pushing you guys off the shore and into the waters.

"Don't fuck on that paddle board! I want to use it later," Denki shouted from his spot next to Sero.

"Shut your damn mouth," Katsuki wacked him with the paddle once close enough.

Denki and Sero crackled out a laugh as Katsuki paddled away from them, further out into the lake.

He was mumbling under his breath. Before he could let it consume his thoughts more you spoke out, "It's beautiful here."

You looked around the lake, it was surrounded by greenery, cliff formations closing the lake in, making it feel closed off from the rest of the world. It was peaceful, Cottonwood trees shedding and filling the air with small puffs of white cotton, it looked like a dream.

"Yeah, last year you were too drunk to remember anything," he poked. Reminding you of how last year you were stumbling around half the time. You hardly remembered that trip, just the bruises that followed when you got back. You had countless scratches covering every inch of you.

You turned to shoot his a glare, seeing him looking amused at your frustration. "Well at least I had fun, you had a stick too far up your ass to have any," you shot back.

He glared at you for a second before letting his face rest again, paddling you guys into a small cove, good for fishing and still in sight of your group. Slowly you turned to face him, careful not to shake the board much.

Katsuki was tying on a hook, looking down intently at the knot. His brows furrowed as he focused. You watched as he tied it off and attached some bait before throwing it in.

Only then did he look at you, finally feeling your eyes on him. "What?"

"Just funny watching the symbol of strength tie a knot," you grinned.

He rolled his eyes. Silence took over for a moment, a heavy breath falling from his lips, "It's still all crazy to me."

"What is?" you shuffled slightly, leaning back on your hands rather then having your back hunched.

"Everything," he looked around, "Like, I really am number two."

"Yeah, you are the shit," you joked.

He shot you a look, sighing, "Not even just that, I'm second and I'm fine with it. Obviously I'll beat Deku soon, but for now I'm content."

Feeling the shift of the conversation, you joined in, "Well you've grown up a lot, you're not who you used to be in middle school anymore."

"It's weird," he looked down. Playing with the string at the end of the pole. "So much has changed but so little at the same time. I've become a top pro hero but I'm still closest to our class in UA."

"Yeah," you nodded along, watching how the sun hit his hair, " I mean, I'm in the top of my business yet I'm still dating you," you teased wanting to lift some weight from the conversation.

He looked up at you, keeping his head down, "No idea why you are. Our relationship is one of the things that haven't changed at all."

"Which is good," you finished for him.

"I mean at all," he added on, "We haven't changed our relationship since second year."

"That's not true," you frowned at him, "We've grown closer, we live together now, we go on dates," you started to list.

"You know that wasn't what I meant," he raised his head, moving to reel in the fishing pole, no longer in the mood for it. Connecting it to the side of the paddle board, securing it so he didn't have to worry about it. Same with the paddle, letting you guys drift with the wind.

"Then what do you mean?" you were trying to get him to say it. He's been hinting at it for ages but hasn't actually said it.

He raised an eyebrow at you, "Need me to spell it out?

"Yes actually."

"We've kissed five times in the total of three years, having know each other since we were fuckin' five," he explained.

"Yeah and?" you pushed.

"E' and Mina have been dating for all of three weeks officially and have probably done everything under the sun," he stated.

"What does that have to do with us?"

"It's just my fault, you've apparently have been wanting to and I've been holding you back," he confessed, shame filling his eyes as he looked at you.

"I'm fine just with you by my side," you answered, leaning up to grab his hands. A spark shooting out before you could.

"Fuck sorry," he dipped his hands in the water, then turned his watch on and his quirk off.

"Have you figured out why you spark?" you wondered, looking at his hands.

He looked back up at you, his eyes clearly searching for a way out of the conversation. His quirk activating clearly setting him far from the idea of talking about it anymore. "I just was trying to keep the watch off to test it earlier," he shrugged.

"No," you shook your head, " I meant overall."

Katsuki paused, looking back down at his hand. You wanted to comfort him, he was obviously not willing to talk about his quirk but you wanted him to confined in you.

Before you could cut in, his hands shot out and grabbed you by your knees, pulling you into him. He smirked at you, wearing his classic grin he wore in battle. The one that made you weak. Your hands flew to his chest to keep balance. "What are you doing?" you squeaked.

Instead of giving an answer he leaned down and crushed your lips in a kiss.

In just the span of a month, you doubled your kiss count with him, and made out with him.

You held your hands steady on his shoulders, letting yourself fall into the kiss, bones melting into his hold as his teeth nipped at your bottom lip.

A gasp left your lips as you tied to deepen the kiss, pushing yourself more unto him.

Unfortunately in the process of doing that, you pushed both him and yourself off the paddle board. Breaking apart before you hit the water.

You came back up laughing together.

---

Everyone only got tired of the lake way into the afternoon. Finally decided to go back for dinner. Which would take a while to set up as it is. Especially with Katsuki wanting to cook a steak on the fire. While he seasoned the steak he left Kirishima to start the fire.

You took your wine out of the cooler, quickly taking the cork out. Everyone, minus Katsuki, was well over tipsy. Having been drinking since the start of the day, so you needed to catch up.

Mina stepped to your side as you poured yourself a cup. "So," she swayed, "Bakugo's a lot calmer today than yesterday."

"Okay?" you focused on how much wine you poured yourself, having a third of your wine in one cup.

"And I saw you two on the paddle board," she hinted.

"Okay?" you took a sip of your wine, finally looking at her.

"Saw you kiss too," she stated.

You flushed, "What are you getting at?"

"Did you guys do it in the forest?" Mina asked excited.

"What?" you coughed, "No!"

"Come on, you can tell me," she pleaded, "Me and E have a bet going."

"We did not have," you lowered your voice, "sex in the forest."

She huffed, "Lame, did you at least do something?"

"Mina," you groaned, embaressed.

"You did!" Mina squealed, "What did you do?"

Katsuki heard the squeal, being only ten or so feet away, and turned his head, "You did what?"

You lost all color in your face, throat going dry. He only just started kissing you. You didn't know how'd he react you telling Mina of all people. You didn't even know if Katsuki talked about that stuff to other people, he didn't even talk about it with you.

"She's just telling me what you guys did in the forest," Mina teased.

Katsuki face flushed red.

"I didn't tell her anything!" you cut in, "She's just making stories to herself."

"Get your nose out of it racoon eyes," Katsuki spat.

You were relived he wasn't mad at you. You didn't know how you would handle that.

Picking up your cup, you decided to drown out the thought with some more alcohol. Switching to listen to the boys banter about who could get a brand and be plain faced during it. Clearly it wasn't wise to keep them near the fire. Deciding to no longer watch that shit show, which Mina joined to egg them on, you walked up to Katsuki. He was still seasoning the steaks, eyes focused as he carefully chose what to add. You stood being him, uttering a small hi before you raised on your tip-toes and rested your chin on his shoulder. Getting his view of the steak.

"Is Mina giving you a rough time?" he mumbled, voice low so the others wouldn't hear.

"Not really," you wrapped your arms around his waist, "she just really thinks we had sex."

He scoffed but didn't add anymore, he just let you watch him. Only pulling away when it was time to put the steak on the fire pit, having them hover on a small grate to cook fully.

---

You stared up fascinated by the stars, they covered the entire span of the sky. With the pollution in the city, you hardly saw the stars unless you were out in the mountains like you were now. It was a breath of fresh air in so many ways. It calmed your soul.

Every part of this camping trip did. You and Katsuki got time together, away from the stress of the world, and you got to spend it surround by your closest friends. They were always lively but you could tell they were even more alive with this trip. It's been the thing you guys talked about all summer. Planning every moment so you could live it up to the fullest. Yet, typical to the group, you guys didn't follow a single plan. The only plan you did follow was getting drunk each night. The group will have downed every last drink in the cooler by the end of tonight.

You looked back down towards the group, they were laughing at the old stories they shared from high school. It was a bond you didn't have with them. After the first year, you were back to a somewhat normal high school experience. And you'd rather forget that year, everything went horribly. You looked at the back of Katsuki's head, watching as he shook his head at what Sero said. You don't think you'd ever forget how you had smeared Katsuki's own blood on his face, trying to keep him with you. Fighting to stop his blood from flowing out of him before he pulled your hands up to his face weakly.

Tears blurred the look on his face, and you hated that you might of forgot his face. Might of had your last moments with his face foggy with tears. It ate you up inside.

The wasn't the only time you've seen him like that, and it wouldn't be the last, but it definitely set a dark tone for each day he left for work. Worried he wouldn't come back that same night. Wouldn't be there to yell at you for reading too much and not there to complain about your shows. The fact that you'd have to eat his last premade meals without him.

You worried about your friends too. You glanced at Mina. There was a day where each of your friends almost died. Mina have burned her own skin off with her quirk. It was a fate that shattered your heart, yet it happened in the hero world all too often. Denki constantly fried his own brain within an inch of life and Kirishima has broken pieces of his skin off after rough villain encounters. Hell, even Sero was almost strangled with his quirk.

Dark memories flooded your brain. Each day they sacrificed themselves yet they were sitting here without a care in the world as they sipped on their drinks. Sometimes it felt like you were the only one that cared and felt the toll, but Katsuki came home drained enough times for you to know that just isn't true. They find that saving others is worth ripping themselves apart. You shook your head at the idea. It was selfish of you, but you knew they wouldn't be selfish of themselves, so someone had to.

Not allowing yourself to fall deeper into that long fall, you took a deep breath and watch how alive they were right now. The biggest thing about knowing heroes, was that you had to live in the moment rather than the what ifs. Those would tear every inch of you apart.

The trees framing the campsite didn't look nearly as alive as your group did. They sat around the fire, poking fun at each other any chance they got. Bringing up Denki's horrible pick up lines and Kirishima's brick of a head. Their very much alive laughter echoing around your campsite.

The group was stuffed full, sitting around the campfire as they told stories. Alcohol stirring up their blood warm.

"No I swear," Denki laughed, "Bakugo literal came up to the photographer and barked."

"Shut it," Katsuki growled at him.

You were gathering supplies to make smores, craving them with the energy of camping. Arms full you walked back to Katsuki and dumped everything on his lap. "Thank you," you hummed, ignoring his protest.

Grabbing the graham-crackers from his lap you cracked one for a smore. "Can you prepare one for me too?" Katsuki asked, putting a marshmallow on a stick for both you and him.

"Breaking your diet?" you quirked a brow but prepped a smore for him as well. Placing less chocolate on his than yours because you knew he didn't care for sweets.

"Haven't had a smore since I was a kid," he confessed, handing you your stick.

"Seriously?" you were shocked, "Are you talking about that summer from when we were seven?" Recalling the last time he made a smore well. He boasted about his skills until he dropped his second one into a fire.

"Yeah," he followed your movements and put his marshmallow above the fire, letting it slowly melt.

"You guys are so cute," Mina gushed. Honestly, you were so wrapped up in your conversation with Katsuki and the memories, that you forgot about everyone else.

You felt the warm of your blush in your ears, grateful that it was dark and no one could poke fun.

"I'm serious," she whined at your silence, thinking you were disagreeing, "Childhood best friends to lovers, I mean come on! Who doesn't love that trope?!"

It was obvious she was drunk.

"Mina, you're drunk," Katsuki shook his head.

"I don't know, I agree with her. It's admirable," Kirishima followed.

"Thank you," she huffed happily.

"I don't know how you've stayed loyal for so long," Denki said, fumbling when you all gave him a weird look, "In the sense of never having a relationship with someone else before, not cheating."

Sero hummed, "Yeah, weird to know you guys haven't dated anyone but each other."

Katsuki shot you a look, you returning it all the same.

"Wait," Sero leaned forward, "Have you guys dated other people?"

"I haven't," Katsuki side eyed you as he focused back on his smore.

Mina whined your name, "Why haven't I been told this?"

"Did we go to school with them?" Denki butted in.

"It had to of been during first year right?" Sero analyzed.

"Oh my god," you shot Katsuki a glare, annoyed he pushed you into the wolves, "It was middle school." He was smug, seeing his friends basically gasp in betrayal before they heard the 'middle school.'

They let out a series of 'ohs.' The dots easily connecting for them. They never heard you mention anyone in first year, plus you dormed with them so their was no way they wouldn't of noticed someone you were dating.

"See. Not a big deal," you kicked your foot into Katsuki's. Annoyed at how he made it seem. They didn't know before because it was irrelevant. You often forgot about it entirely until he threw it in your face as a joke.

"Still, didn't you have a crush on him then?" Sero pointed out.

Making Katsuki turn his attention back on you, "Did you?" Another thing that wasn't shared

"Yes," you looked at him for a moment, "Hence why the relationship was nothing." You and Katsuki never got deep into the discussion of when your feelings started. Just deciding to date after agreeing on mutual feelings and never really resurfacing it.

You looked back at your smore, you've been absentmindedly rotating it, a little too low into the fire. It was charred. You pulled it back to sadly put into a smore. Looking at Katsuki ready marshmallow before making yours.

"Awh," you pouted, "Can we trade? Your looks better," you basically pleaded.

With a huff he gave in, "Fine."

"Thank you," you smiled at him happily. Putting your mostly charred marshmallow into his less chocolatey smore and putting his golden brown marshmallow into your chocolate heavy smore.

You looked back at the group after handing Katsuki his smore. Happy with the new arrangement.

They were in disbelief, Denki speaking up first, "We're not just moving past your previous relationship, are we?"

"Why does it matter?" Katsuki butt in, confused about how this turned into an entire conversation.

"How does it not matter?" Sero shot back, "Your entire relationship is a lie."

Katsuki rolled his eyes, "Not really. It's one small thing that you didn't know."

"It was a dumb middle school relationship," you filled in.

"Yeah, a relationship before Bakugo," Mina added on, "I need details."

Now you were rolling your eyes, "I don't even remember his name at this point, it's been like five years," you dismissed.

"You player," Denki cut in. You gave him a 'really' look, "Hey! I remember their names."

"I dated him for a week before we 'broke up,' it was hardly a relationship. I think we just dated for a school dance," you shrugged, biting into the smore Katsuki made for you. Melting into your seat at the sweet taste.

"Why'd you break up?" Kirishima questioned for the first time.

You smirked, glancing at Katsuki who was already shaking his head. Glad that the conversation could be flipped back onto him. "This dude," you pointed your thumb at him over your shoulder, looking at the group to see their reaction, "Scared him off by barking. Seems like a habit he hasn't lost."

Denki started cracking up, hunching over and spilling his beer sightly, "Why do you do that?" he laughed harder seeing Katsuki's face scrunch.

"He was dropped on his head," you answered for him.

Denki fell over sideways in his chair, the alcohol clearly making him laugh harder than usual. He always laughed when you and Katsuki bickered, but never this hard.

"Fuck you," Katsuki spat at you, "Shouldn't of given you my smore."

"You're the one that started this conversation," you shrugged, patting your stomach, "Smore was delicious though. Would of been a waste on your lame tastebuds."

"My tastebuds are normal," he argued. Kirishima laughed. "What?" Katsuki growled at him.

"Bro, you chug protein drinks and don't even wince," Kirishima answered.

"Cause I'm not a little bitch," Katsuki defended.

You and Mina cringed. "I can't believe you kiss that guy," Mina looked at you face holding pure disgust. You snorted out a laugh at Katsuki's face.

"Me either," you agreed, likely for different reasons.

"That's it," Katsuki stood up, standing in his classic gremlin stance. Arms out, hands up, and knees bent. He sparked his hands briefly, which made you oldy relived. It was nice to know he didn't have the watch constantly turning his quirk off, that wouldn't be good for him. "I'll kill you all," he stepped straight past you and marched to the others.

Denki scrambled behind a chair, pointing out at you when Katsuki stormed past you, "How come she doesn't?"

"She has to go home with me, she'll get it," Katsuki stomped towards the electric blonde. You blushed at the way Katsuki said it, knowing the others would think of it the same way as you.

"Ew," Sero gagged, "I don't want to hear about your sex life."

Katsuki's hand sparked brighter, "That's not what I meant!"

"Sureee," Mina teased, sending you a wink, "Hear that, you're gonna get it later."

You were bright red at this point. "Shut it," Katsuki all but shouted, running towards Mina. Quickly chasing her around the campsite. Mina using her acid to slide further away from him.

---

After Katsuki successfully singed everyone at least one, they gave in. Kirishima, Sero, and Denki all having cried 'uncle' when Katsuki twisted their arm behind their back. Winning easily due to them all being wasted. Katsuki quickly yelled at them to go to bed. Wanting them to sleep before the group hike early tomorrow so they were back in time to pack up to go back home.

Just like everyone else, you stumbled into the tent, similar to how you did the night before. Barely able to unzip the tent to get in, having Katsuki open it for you

"You're a mess," Katsuki chuckled, zipping the tent close behind him after he saw you stumble in.

You grumbled, grabbing the ends of your shirt and raising it above your head. It was dark enough so he'd hardly see as well as anything he would see, he saw earlier in the pond. Which was a lot more intimate than this. You also had the liquid courage of wine in your system.

"What are you doing?" Katsuki hissed.

"Huh?" you turned to look at him, shirt off your head and in your hands.

"Oh god," Katsuki snapped his head the other direction, his quirk sparking off before he quickly fumbled for his watch, turning his quirk off. "Put a shirt on."

You reach to grab your bag off the floor, setting it on the bed to put your shirt back in, grabbing a sleep shirt, "Why does it bug you?"

"Your half naked," he exclaimed in a hushed tone, not wanting the others to overhear despite them being at least twenty feet away.

"Need I remind you of the pond?" you raised your brow at him, but followed his wish. Pulling your shirt back over your head.

"That's different," he argued, looking back at you.

"I was also in a swimsuit all day," you pointed out, unhooking your bra from under your shirt.

He flushed so bright you could see it well even in the dark, "Will you stop that?"

"I'm just getting cozy," you shrugged, "You could do the same y'know?"

You pulled off your pants to slip on your sleep shorts.

"Oh my god," he groaned. You would of laughed at his dramatics but he was covering his eyes at this point.

"What's so bad about it?" you asked softly.

"You're half naked," he repeated.

You crossed your arms over your stomach, "And that's a problem?"

"Yes!" he exclaimed. Exclaimed. Eyes still covered.

"Y'know," you paused for a shaky breath, "you make me feel so insecure."

"What?" he dropped his hands from his eyes.

You looked down, "You're acting disgusted by my body."

"What?" he repeated, "That's not what-"

"Yes it is Katsuki," you cut him off. You could physically feel like heart drop at you calling him his full name and not just Kats. "You're covering your eyes and telling me to cover up. You'd think my boyfriend," you emphasized, "of three years wouldn't be appalled at the idea of my body. "

"You've got it all wrong," he step towards you, you taking a step back.

"Do I?"

"Yes, extremely," he nodded, frustrated.

"Then explain it to me," you offered, "Jolting away from my touch and hugs all these years and now wishing me to not show my skin."

"Fuck," he rubbed his hand over his face, taking a step closer to you, "I just can't handle it. It's too much for me," he admitted.

"I'm going to need you to elaborate."

"It's overwhelming, becomes all I can think about," he took a step closer, and you let him. Arms still crossed as you looked up at him. "I want you more than anything, fuck, more than being number one."

You dropped your arms to your sides, "What?" you asked softly.

"I can't let you touch me for too long because then I just want more. Can't look too long or I'll want to see more," he spoke softly, "it's fucking annoying."

"Then why haven't we..." you left off, knowing he got the hint.

"I'm fuckin scared," he ran his hands through his hair.

"Kats, there nothing to be scared of, " you tried to comfort, "What could the symbol of strength possibly be scared of?"

"Of just that."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm worried I'm going to fuckin' blow you up or something," he blurted.

You paled, expecting anything but that.

"Fuckin' see?" he sat down roughly on the air mattress, resting his elbows on his knees as he held his head in his hands.

You took a seat next to him, rubbing a hand up and down his back. "Why have you never told me?" you asked gently.

"Didn't want to bother you with this stupid shit," he slapped his hands down, looking over at you.

"It's not stupid," you shook your head at him.

"I should be over it at our grown ass age," he huffed, his eyes were getting bloodshot.

"How are you going to get over something you've never addressed?" you pointed out. Dragging his hands away from his eyes when he tried to rub at them. "Why do you think you'll do that?"

"I can't fucking control it, you see my quirk go off," he stared down at his hands.

"Do you know why it does?" you were trying to figure him out, for his sake and yours.

He sighed, "I get freaked out," he paused for a while, "I get nervous then I start freaking out about my quirk going off and it does."

"I don't see it happening in interviews?" you questioned, knowing he gets anxious in those.

He gave you a blank stare, "What are you? Stupid?"

"Hey!"

"I get nervous around you," he spelt out, "This shit only happens around you."

You flushed from head to toe. All you could do was stare at him dumbly. Mei was right. His quirk went off because of you. You couldn't help the light smile that crossed your face.

"The fuck you smilin' for?"

"I honestly just relived," you confessed, "I thought your quirk going off meant that you wanted me as far away as possible, since when I got too close you pushed me away."

"You'd think your quirk would help your dumbass brain but it doesn't," he looked at you in disbelief, "Why would I be with you?"

"It's also why I thought you kept bring up the physical touch thing," you shrugged, "Thought you were using it as your way out of the relationship."

"Why would of put up with your shit if I didn't want you?" he pointed out.

"Y'know, Mei brought up the same points," you laughed.

He groaned, "Mei knows?"

"Sorry," you apologized, "It was eating me up inside."

"It's fine," he brushed off, "I'm sorry too, didn't really think about what you thought was going on till recently."

"It's fine," you stifled a yawn.

"Tired?"

"Very," you admitted.

"Sleep, we have an early mornin'," he motioned to the bed. You happily moved up the bed, happy to get cozy under the covers next to him after he changed into his sleepwear. Watching the way the small light of the flashlight, used to light your way to the tent, created shadows over the span of his back. It was always a welcomed site to see. It felt even better now, knowing that he wanted you in the same way you wanted him.

"It's fuckin' cold," you mumbled, holding the blanket over your cheeks as you curled up.

Without saying a word, Katsuki pulled you into his side. He was a human furnace, so you instantly melted into his side. Flushed with the closeness. Having gone three years with no touch, to making out in a pond and cuddling in bed together in the same day.

The relief the conversation gave you was insane, you no longer felt disgusted and you no longer felt like he wanted out of the relationship.

This camping trip lifted more than a small weight off your shoulders, but all the insecurities and worries of your relationship along with it. Progress in the right direction could finally be made, rather than the stand still you've been at this entire time.

You let out a sigh of relief, curling into his side more as you let sleep cloud your brain.

-Next Part-

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summer bummer, baby | jeon jungkook [1 of 2]

summary: summertime is supposed to be a time of easy living and that’s what you were hoping for when you signed up for an extra credit program cleaning up the shores of Busan and staying in a luxurious beach house. what you didn’t sign up for was to live with Jungkook, a failed talking stage who you’ve avoided for the past few months. despite having a slight disliking toward each other you find yourselves be by pulled back into each other throughout your stay. the only question that remains is if this is just going to be a summer thing or something more.

TWO PART SERIES

➢ genre/au: enemies to lovers/beach read. jungkook x y/n [afab she/her]

➢ 12.6k words

warnings: soft e2l. smüt with plot. beach foreplay. handsy sunscreen scenes. oral [f and m]. händjob. cünnilingus [face sitting] heavy makeout and groping. jealous jk. jealous y/n. jk is a soft tsundere [v antisocial and cold except to y/n —mostly]. love bites. jk almost gets into a fight over y/n. y/n meets jk’s family. future smüt

What started as excitement had turned to complete disgust the second your eyes locked with his but it is at least fair to say that he’s feeling the same.

It was supposed to be a summer at the beach spending your days in a summer house and meeting hot guys, not spending two months with the biggest asshole you’ve ever met. You aren’t even sure how exactly this happened but you do know that you should have prepared for the worst. You were in the same environmental science class, for fuck’s sake. You both knew about this summer job but because you refused to speak to each other you didn’t know you would actually be living together.

“Alright, Professor Choi’s been kind enough to rent out his beach house to you all for the summer,” your student-teacher Jin, started speaking once the charter bus came to a stop in beach suburbia, “I understand you’re all adults but let’s not forget the reason you’re here. This is being sponsored by the University and there is zero tolerance for misbehavior so let me go over some rules.”

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes as you stared out the window hearing your professor list off rules.

‘No parties—outside guests are allowed but not past capacity.’

‘No illegal substances permitted whatsoever, no destruction of property unless you’re ready to pay for whatever is broken out of pocket.’

‘If you miss a shift, provide a notice at least three hours prior and if you miss too many back to back you’ll pay your own trip back to Seoul and there will automatically be a deduction in your attendance record as part of the credit program.’

“Wow, this is school away from school, how am I supposed to get laid in this quick paced environment?” Jimin joked as he nudged Jungkook’s arm playfully. He barely reacted as he stared out the window waiting for the moment to get out of this hot bus.

“Yes Mr. Park, that’s the point,” Jin said, sending him a glare, “You’re here because you applied to get extra credit, not a vacation for you to get ‘laid’.”

Jimin lifted a hand to his forehead as if saluting the professor and it made Jungkook crack a smile when he rolled his eyes and continued.

“Mr. Kim! Question,” another student, Hoseok, raised a hand, “So if we were to want to… get laid? Can we do that in the house or do we gotta do it on the beach? Or is it absolutely prohibited to de-stress after a hard day’s work picking up trash?”

An eruption of light laughter filled the bus as the student-teacher’s eye twitched in annoyance. Even you managed to laugh a little at that guy’s fair question. The student-teacher only glared at him, “Get off the bus, I’m tired of you all.”

“Wanna room together?” The girl you’ve spent the last four hours on the back of a bus asked as everyone began to line up to get off. You’re actually kind of surprised Sora would want to room with you after how awkward you’ve been. To be fair, you’ve done very little talking since this morning when you arrived at campus waiting for the shuttle bus and spotted no other than Jeon Jungkook, that was enough to ruin your mood. So it took you by surprise that she still wanted to room with you. With that in mind, you gave a subtle nod to her question and she smiled.

You both joined the others outside trying to get your suitcases out but you refused to get closer. Jungkook was one of the ones helping everyone get the luggage out of the compartment on the side of the bus you weren’t going to get close to him—except till he pulled out your suitcase looking around to see who would take it. Your eyes met as you practically snatched it out of his hands without a thank you and turned away.

Jungkook was more annoyed than he let on. He didn’t even look fazed by the fact that you were coming, acting indifferent but inside he was punching the air. He’s had to spend two semesters with you and now he can’t even catch a break over the summer? He gets that this was some extra credit program but why did you have to be here? It’s not that he completely hates you, it's just awkward.

The two of you had a failed talking stage a couple months back because you were both too flakey and immature. Since then it’s just been annoying to see each other. You texted enough to know a good amount about each other and that’s why it’s so weird, nothing ever came out of your talking so now anytime you see each other it’s just a reminder that you’re practically strangers who know too much about each other.

“I’m so happy we’re gonna be living with hot girls this summer,” Jimin whispered once they passed Jin as he unlocked the front door. It was a large white house with light beige accents like the doors, garage, trimming, etc. It also had large glass windows and it was just huge, like a scene out of a movie.

There were eight of you in total and aside from you, Jungkook didn’t know the others that well. He’s met the three other guys a couple times but not enough to be close friends with them. They all attended different lecture times for the same class so it makes sense that he’s not familiar with everyone else and on top of that the ‘supervisor’ here is the student teacher who’ll be staying in the guest house just next door all on his own so he doesn’t even count.

Despite being in college there are still rules in this house—it’s your professor’s beach house after all—and it’s Jin’s job to make sure everything happens smoothly. He’s practically a babysitter who directed you all down the halls of your bedrooms.

Jungkook didn’t mind the rules and the place was big enough that he could find a private spot for himself but he did have to find a roommate and his best luck is Jimin, so it’s best he plays nice.

“I guess,” was all he said in response to Jimin’s statement following everyone else into the house. The place was amazing and everyone clearly thought so, Jungkook now knew what his tuition money was used for at least.

The interior of the house looked like a typical modern style with light color and there were four bedrooms but only three will be used for all eight students. It sounded cramped but the bedrooms were huge and the girl’s room was specifically split into two separate rooms that were connected by a bathroom and large closet they could all share. The boys had two separate bedrooms but much smaller and aside from the two rooms there was an entertainment room too. Overall, the house was amazing and that’s without going into detail about the main level.

Once everyone had split to unpack their bags is when the real conversations started.

“Why are they all so hot?” One of the girls, Mirae, started saying. All four of you were all in the vanity area unpacking your things in the closets.

“My favorite is Jimin,” Sora pointed out as she took out folded clothes from her suitcase, “But I’ll admit Jungkook is really fucking hot.”

“I agree, he’s not usually my type but it’s hard to ignore a guy that looks like that,” The fourth girl, Jia, said with a laugh. Great, you thought, feed the guy’s ego even more.

“What about you, Y/n? Anyone you think is hot?” Sora asked but you only shrugged.

“I haven’t gotten a good look at them.”

You were tired of this conversation and so was Jungkook, who was having an awfully similar one.

“Come on, you’ve got to think at least one of these girls is hot,” Hoseok said as they all gathered in Jungkook and Jimin’s bedroom. It’s the third time they’ve asked Jungkook what he thinks about you and the others but he hasn’t said anything.

He’s not going to tell them the hottest person is you and he’s got two reasons for it. One, he’ll never admit that he’s physically attracted to you ever again, second, if he says it he has no doubt in his mind that the guys will bring it up around you. Yeah it’s awkward and he dislikes you slightly but he’s also not blind. You’re his type and even if he has a distaste toward you that doesn’t change your looks.

“They’re okay,” he said with a simple shrug as he tried paying his attention on unpacking his clothes while the others talked.

“Well Y/n is hot,” the fourth guy, Jisoo, spoke up from his seated position on the floor next to his roommate, Hoseok.

“Yeah, I agree,” Jimin said, adding on to the conversation happening around Jungkook as he focused on what he was doing instead. Hoseok made sure to tell everyone he thought the same and the only one who stayed quiet was Jungkook.

For the first night you and Jungkook were able to avoid each other well enough to not have to speak to each other once. Jin had gone out of his way to buy the first round of groceries for the house and you all went out for dinner. When you came back you went straight to your room knowing tomorrow you would have to start working.

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It was basically a paid school trip for you all. The main reason why you did it was for the extra credit but living on a beach for two months and getting paid for it wasn’t so bad. Your professor had proposed the idea to all of his class hours months ago. It was part of some project to keep oceans clean and he was a part of a few nonprofit organizations that did things like this but this time around you would be paid. You weren’t going to be making a crazy amount of money but enough to support yourselves while here for two months.

He made it a blind raffle sort of thing where everyone who applied for the program got put into a raffle that one of the board members would choose and you still find it bizarre that both you and Jungkook managed to get chosen.

Now you’re both waiting in the living room for Hoseok to come downstairs so the three of you could go to your first shift of the week.

“Okay, I’m here! I couldn’t find my sunglasses,” Hoseok said as he stood at the bottom of the stairs, “Are we walking or driving?”

“Doesn’t matter,” both you and Jungkook said at the same time.

“Let’s driving then, who wants to driv—“

“Me.” Once again you said it at the same time and it was hard to ignore now as you glared at each other.

“Jungkook can drive,” you gave in and said. Despite living on the beach the section you were at was more secluded than where the public usually stayed near the boardwalk. Your professor worked with beach organizers and that’s how you all got the jobs for the summer and today was your first day.

The organizer explained what you would be doing today and it was fairly easy. You would be picking up trash, setting out chairs or umbrellas, making sure no wildlife that appears on shore gets interrupted by beach goers.

You were trying to set the umbrellas up right now since it was early enough that not that many people were here yet and it let you all do morning duties first. Jungkook stood behind watching the way the wind picked up the ends of your hair and smacked it back into your face with a little smug smile. He could tell you were getting flustered but he just finished setting out chairs with Hoseok so he was taking a little break.

“Oh my god,” you groaned in frustration, flipping your hair out of your face for what felt like the billionth time, trying to get this stupid pole to click into place. Behind you, you could hear a little chuckle and immediately you turned to glare at the culprit—or culprits.

“You should’ve worn your hair up,” Hoseok joked as he came to help you but Jungkook stayed behind still laughing a little. You rolled your eyes as you let him take over watching Jungkook come over to help too.

“I don’t have a hair tie,” you told him, “And you guys have watched me struggle and just now decided to help?”

“It was funny,” Jungkook muttered, making you scoff. Of course the first thing he says to you is about how funny it was to watch you struggle. Up close now you had to force yourself to look at his face only but when he’s wearing a blue t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and the beach’s name displayed on the front it was hard to look anywhere but at his tattooed arm. You understand why all the girls are thirsting for him and at one point you did too.

“Funny?” You questioned.

“That’s what I said,” Jungkook told you as he and Hoseok finished what you couldn’t do. You didn’t pull your gaze away from his because that’s what he wanted and you were set on making him look away first. Neither one of you said anything and he knew it was because you were biting your tongue.

“Your face is funny,” you finally said immediately regretting it after how immature it made you sound. He was just annoying you. He didn’t talk to you at all yesterday and today he had the nerve to laugh when you were clearly struggling? There were tons of things you could’ve said instead that wouldn’t make him laugh like he is now.

Jungkook raised a questioning brow as he stood in front of you, having to look down now, “You can do better than that, say what’s on your mind.”

If you really wanted to say what was on your mind you would be here forever. You could start with the fact that he’s arrogant and an asshole. You could say that it’s not fair that he basically put all the blame on you for why you didn’t go out. You could point out that he thinks he’s better than everyone and that he feels like he could do whatever he wants which is so annoying. You could say that the reason you bailed on your first date is because you saw him with another girl the night before. You could tell him that every time he looked at you in class you would get annoyed looking at his stupid pretty face—but you won’t. You won’t say any of that because you have to live with him for two months.

You’re not sure how either of you had become so blissfully unaware of the third party there as Hoseok’s eyes darted between you two like he was watching a game of ping pong. He was just a little confused and so he asked, “Are you two into each other or something? I’m sensing a lot of sexual tension here. Like a little hatefuck moment.”

“What the fuck!” Jungkook nearly choked on his own spit as he took a huge step away from you, “No, we’re not. We just—it’s not what you think. I, Y/n—we, we don’t like each other.”

Hoseok lifted a suspicious brow before letting a smile adorn his face, “Alright I get it. You loathe each other—but you could’ve fooled me.”

“Whatever,” you muttered under your breath, turning away from them so they wouldn’t see the way your face flushed like Jungkook’s.

Jungkook watched you move to sit under the umbrella reaching into your bag for a bottle of sunscreen. You poured some into your palm before running it over the length of your thigh. You wore the tiniest pair of denim shorts he’s ever seen and a blue shirt like his but more fitted. He could see your bikini top straps peeking out from the neckline and he wondered what kind of bathing suit you had on underneath.

Your legs looked so smooth and the way you had them posed in front of you had his eyes following the way your hands caressed them.

He didn't realize how engrossed he was in watching you until a flying object came and hit his shoulder, hard. Jungkook whipped around rubbing at where he was hit, “What the fuck?”

“You look like you needed some,” Hoseok said as he nodded toward where you were, clearly catching Jungkook sort of checking you out. With a smack of his lips in annoyance Jungkook picked the bottle off the sand and looked back to you to make sure you didn’t see that.

You glared at both of them catching Jungkook’s eyes again and lifted a middle finger at him. With a roll of his eyes he flipped you off and turned away, you just annoyed him.

The rest of your shift went without a hitch and you needed a desperate shower after but Hoseok had other ideas. When you got back to the house he proposed a beach day and with the sun beating down on your back you did not turn down getting in the salt water.

“People are disgusting,” you had told Sora when you all headed back down to the beach for a swim, “They will literally litter anything, no wonder our oceans are polluted.”

“So you basically just picked up trash?” She asked as you both shimmied out of your shorts.

“Mostly,” you told her, tugging off your shirt, “It wasn’t bad and there were so many hot guys on the beach.”

“Like Jungkook?” Sora asked, pointing in his direction as he headed down to the shore, already letting his toes sink into the wet sand, feeling the tide rush toward him. You looked at him for a moment seeing him without a shirt and it was clear he’s updated his workout regime since the last time you talked about it months back.

But who cares?

𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ

Jungkook was able to ignore you for the most part. Aside from the first day at work he hasn’t really seen you too much. You both have only worked twice since then and because you’re on a set rotation to make sure everyone works the same amount, you haven’t seen each other that much.

Not that he minds, it’s just something he’s noticed.

He doesn’t pay attention to everything you do but you’ve got a weird relationship, alright? Of course you’ve spent the last couple of months avoiding each other but there’s a very valid reason for that.

The first time the two of you talked, you completely hit it off. You had been assigned to do a project together in the same class as the one where you joined this summer camp for. You met up in the library mostly, but you had this light banter that would go on between you that was clearly flirty, it wasn’t until after presenting your research on the destruction of the Ozone layer that you really started texting.

You were talking all the time and sometimes the conversations would drift a little too far into dating territory and you just realized you were different in some ways. Jungkook likes texting all the time whereas you could go hours without responding. He’s been in about the same amount of relationships as you and you both had been in that hook up only phase. When you did decide to try going on a date the first time he flaked but it wasn’t intentional. He had to work that night and had completely forgotten that when he agreed on a date.

The second time, you both sort of flaked after attempting to reschedule the first one. He’s not sure if you had gotten fed up with trying to find an available time to get drinks but it just wasn’t working out. You both had finally decided on a Saturday but when the day came neither of you said anything. He had been waiting for you to reach out first since he had been blowing up your phone about it the night before. You had been waiting for him to reach out first and confirm the plans since he’s the one who canceled last time. Clearly neither one of you put in the effort to make it happen so it never did.

Then, the final time you attempted to get drinks together was about three weeks later. After the second time you cut back on how much you talked but when you got back to talking like normal and set a date you ended up blowing him off completely. You didn’t even show up so clearly he was bothered by that enough to ask you about it.

You had a tiny argument over it and it just made you both realize that if it was this hard to go one just one date then you clearly weren’t working for each other and that pursuing anything past a friendship wasn’t going to happen. Of course that then made the friendship itself awkward and in the end you avoided each other.

Now he’s stuck in a house with other guys with one who seems to be clearly interested in knowing more about you.

“I’m just saying,” Jisoo said as all four guys sat outside on the deck facing the beach, “Y/n is hot, like mysterious hot since she doesn’t talk to anyone.”

“She talks to Jungkook,” Hoseok pointed out, making Jungkook roll his eyes.

“That’s because we have class together,” Jungkook said, trying not to give out too much information. He doesn’t need any of them asking questions. Besides, it’s only been a week, how do they expect you to be cool with everyone right away? He’s not defending you, he’s just being realistic, plus Hoseok is still going based off what he saw the first day of work.

“Really?” Jisoo asked, “Are you guys friends? I haven’t seen you guys talk? Did you guys date or something? It seems like you hate each other, tell me something about her.”

“Jesus,” Jimin laughed, “Obsessed much?”

Jisoo groaned, “I can’t help it. She’s so hot, have you seen her in those bikinis?”

Jungkook felt his jaw clench but he hid the action behind a glass bottle of beer as he muttered, “You’re not her type.”

“What?” Jisoo asked, clearly catching what he said. Jungkook just looked him over with a shrug, “I said you’re not her type.”

“So what is?”

Me.

… is what he would have said if he was crazy. It’s not like he’s wrong, when the two of you were talking you had tons of conversations about ideal types and how you fit each other’s even though it didn’t work out. Aside from his looks you liked that he had a sense of humor but never pushed it too far. You liked that he was calm but also knew how to get loud and have fun. You liked that he was able to have serious talks with you along with lighthearted ones. You had the same sense of humor, even similar MBTIs, so yeah, he’s still your type even if there are no feelings anymore.

Jisoo? He’s loud, obnoxious, arrogant, and rude—all of the things you can’t stand. Jungkook wouldn’t be surprised if you already had a disliking toward the guy after one week of knowing him, but it’s not like it matters to him.

So, once again he shrugged his shoulders looking off to the beach to avoid giving Jisoo an answer he wouldn’t like. He knows he’s probably getting on the guy’s nerves but he couldn’t care less. He already annoyed him enough by hearing Jisoo talk about your body and looks since the first day so he doesn’t care if the guy knows he doesn’t like him.

Like he said earlier, Jungkook doesn’t care much about you anymore but he does care that Jisoo can so freely say whatever he wants about you and expect Jungkook to help him out with you.

Fed up with Jisoo’s attempt at locker room talk, Jungkook stood abruptly and went through the glass sliding door to the living room. Just then, you and the others came through the front door holding grocery bags. His brows scrunched in curiosity as you all came in holding bags when he thought you were supposed to be having a spa day.

You walked past him to set the bags on the kitchen counter with the others when Jia came up to him with a huge smile. She felt so utterly blessed to be able to walk through the front door and find Jungkook standing there shirtless in just his swimming trunks and his hair half-up in a ponytail. She would like to thank the beach gods for this gorgeous view of a man. It didn’t matter to him that she was checking him out but that’s because his eyes went to you.

“What did you guys bring?” He asked and before you could answer, Jia was doing it for you.

“Oh! Since it’s the first Friday and we have the night free we thought it’d be cool to grill tonight and do a bonfire on the beach, then tomorrow go out drinking,” Jia said, making you scoff.

“If Jungkook doesn’t flake.”

Low blow, you know but since the first day at work he’s just been irking you. He’s just always watching you like he has something to say and you just want him to spit it out.

Jia watched the way he rolled his eyes and it was clear to her that you two weren’t very fond of each other. At least that was one less person in this house she had to worry about liking Jungkook. His tongue poked against his cheek in annoyance as he glared at you unpack the bags, “Don’t worry Jia, I would never make plans with everyone only to blow them off without saying a word. I’m better than that.”

This time you looked up glaring at him because why is he acting oblivious? He knew the reason why. He thought he could play you by going out clubbing with some girl the night before and expect you to still want to go out with him the next night? Yeah, the third failed attempt at a date was a miss because of you but he was obviously the reason why.

You were lucky that Jisoo came through the sliding door right then and there that you didn’t feel the need to respond to Jungkook’s snide remark. He flashed you a warm smile, “I heard we’re grilling tonight.”

Mirae and Sora were outside telling the rest of the boys the plan and when Jisoo saw you in here with Jungkook, of all people, he had to interrupt. It’s the summer and he’s looking for a hot fling so who better than you?

You gave him a girlish smile, “We are, can you teach me how to prep the meat?”

Immediately he went to join your side, “Only because you asked so nicely.”

Jungkook released a scoff in disbelief as he left the kitchen to go back outside, making sure to slide the door a little too hard.

𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ

It’s been two weeks now and Jungkook still can’t stand the sight of you, or no, he can’t stand the pretty sight of you.

Now that everyone’s more comfortable around each other you’ve all become very open and he can tell that just by what you wore to work today. You wore your bikini bottoms that huffed your curves perfectly and a small t-shirt with the beach’s name displayed over where your breasts were. Your hair was all over the place again and he wanted to give you the hair tie he always carried on his wrist now but he couldn’t. Not when you’re standing there flirting with some random guy.

“Taehyung, and you?” He said as he extended a hand out for you to shake.

“Y/n,” you said with a flirty smile. He’s the first guy to approach you at work that was actually hot. He had been in the middle of a volleyball game with his friends when the ball went flying and nearly hit you. It landed by your feet and he was happy to come over and get it.

“So what are you doing here?” He asked, running his fingers through his hair.

“Um, well I’m here for work but just for the summer,” you told him watching him pout just slightly but nodded understandably.

“That’s a shame, we don’t have cute girls like you here,” Taehyung said, obviously flirting and you had absolutely no problem doing it back. You smiled, “I’m sure that’s not true but I’m flattered anyway. What’s your number? Maybe we should hang out sometime?”

You were being forward but who cares? You’re only here for a few more weeks and you want to have fun with someone who doesn’t live in your house. Is that too much to ask? Taehyung was very happy when you asked for his number and he was quick to give it to you.

Jungkook was annoyed because he was working with you again and this time there wasn’t an extra person. Mirae felt sick this morning, most likely dehydrated and couldn’t come to work so it just left you two. It wasn’t so bad since you mostly did your own thing but he’s tired and hungry.

“Y/n! Are you ready to go?” He asked, coming over to where you were and placing a hand on your back, not firm but just to let you know he’s right there. The guy you had been flirting with for the past fifteen minutes looked up at him but he acted like he wasn’t even there. With an annoyed roll of your eyes you said, “I guess.”

“At least I have your number, I’ll see you around?” Taehyung asked giving you a side hug in goodbye and you nodded. Once he was gone back to his friends, you joined Jungkook as he said, “You gave him your number?”

“Yup,” you said as you put your sunglasses back on, “Let’s go home, I’m hungry.”

“Let’s go to the boardwalk,” Jungkook said, “I want Busan street food.”

“Fine,” you said thinking about all the food Jungkook used to tell you about. His family lives in Busan but he’s only gone to see them once. He doesn’t seem to mind it and you wonder why but you’re not gonna ask.

Neither one of you bothered to change into different clothes considering it was the boardwalk and everyone was dressed in bathing suits. The only downside is that you and Jungkook looked like a couple wearing your matching beach uniform attire. This time he wore blue swimming trunks with the beach’s name and no shirt. You wore a similar pair of shorts, just more casual and shorter and you only wore a bikini top since it was hotter than usual today. You could also feel the sun burning at your shoulder and Jungkook noticed it too.

“You need sunscreen,” he muttered under his breath as he dug into the beach bag you all usually bring for work.

“I know but I can’t reach it all,” you told him honestly letting your brows furrow as he took out the bottle and poured some into his hands before rubbing them together. He motioned for you to turn around and you did without much fuss.

It’s not that the two of you like each other now but you’ve given up on being rude simply because the rest of the house is too nosy. They haven’t quit asking about why you two are so snarky toward each other and you’re sure they’ve all come up with conclusions on their own but neither you nor Jungkook are going to tell them the real reason why.

Jungkook placed his hands on your shoulders feeling the warmth of your skin from the way the sun glared down on you all day. You had a tanner complexion than usual and he’s sure he does too. Your skin was smooth and his hands were able to glide down the expanse of your back.

He sort of liked it. His touches were gentle but you hated that the touch of this man in particular made you feel a sort of way. He could rub sunscreen on your back all day but that would be weird so instead he cleared his throat and pulled away saying, “Can you get mine too?”

Jungkook did not like you. Whatever romantic feelings he had for you once died off over time but…

But right now your hands felt so good massaging his muscles with sunscreen. He resisted the urge to let his head fall back in bliss as you did the same to him before the two of you went to the boardwalk. Jungkook got on his phone shortly after some time walking and with a small sigh he said, “I’ve gotta go home, my mom has a bunch of fruit she wants me to pick up. Do you want me to walk you home or do you still want food?”

You thought about it for a second, “It’s fine, I’ll just get something to eat and then go home.”

He released a small huff, “Want to come with? It’ll be quick, after we can get food. It’s a walking distance from here and it'll be quick.”

“I didn’t bring a shirt.”

“You can wear mine,” Jungkook said, rummaging through the bag that was hanging off the shoulder and tossing it to you.

“What about you?” You asked even as you slipped the shirt over your head. Jungkook just shrugged, not really caring either way as he texted away on his phone, most likely to his family.

Honestly, you just didn’t want to go back to the house. It’s fun living with so many people because you're never bored but you also just needed some time away. You loved being able to go to work and just listen to music while you did work. Plus, if you went home without eating out you would be grumpy having to make yourself something after being out in the sun.

Also, at the end of the day you’re still most comfortable with Jungkook despite getting close to Sora and the others.

So the two of you were in front of Jungkook’s home looking as ridiculous as ever with him being shirtless and you wearing the large t-shirt and small shorts.

Jungkook didn’t knock or anything, just checked if the door was unlocked and immediately yelled for his mom. You stood back awkwardly, as Jungkook walked around the house motioning you to join him outside where he found his family eating watermelon outside.

“Kook!” They cheered when they saw him and you could feel their eyes drift toward you. He pointed a thumb in your direction as he casually said, “This is Y/n, my housemate,” hugging his parents.

“Y/n?” His older brother, JungHyun, repeated your name looking between you and Jungkook with narrowed eyes before smiling knowingly and said, “I’m JungHyun.”

You ended up just having dinner at Jungkook’s parent’s house and left with baskets of watermelon to enjoy on sunny days.

𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ

The day was perfect.

Jungkook felt at ease for the most part. The only ones who had to work today were you, Jimin, and Mirae so he was just hanging out around the house.

He spent a good amount of the morning on the back deck working out as he stared at the beach. He took a morning jog and came back to lift weights but aside from that he didn’t have much to do. Usually he’ll hang out with Jimin or Hoseok but one was at work and the other was taking a midday nap. The others wouldn’t even be off work till later so he really had nothing to do. He wandered around the house trying to think of something but nothing came.

“Hey Kook,” Jia said, suddenly appearing on the deck. He had given up on a workout and lounged on the pool chairs instead. He glanced up at her, nodding his head in greeting.

“Do you mind driving me to the store? Jisoo said he’s busy and Hobi is sleeping,” Jia asked and as much as Jungkook wanted to say no, he had no reason to. With a small huff he rose to his feet looking across the beach toward the boardwalk as if he could see you working from the house—he’s tried but he can’t.

He doesn’t care, honestly, but he’s just nosy? He wants to know what you’re doing or if that guy from the beach came by to see you again.

Jungkook went inside to put on a shirt and grab the keys while Jia waited downstairs for him. He stood by the window where he had a perfect view of three familiar people walking down the shore in familiar blue shirts and his eyes landed on you. He found himself stalling now, taking his time getting dressed, doing his hair up in that half low ponytail look, reapplying deodorant, spraying some cologne. He doesn’t know why he’s getting so dressed up for the store until you catch him upstairs on your way to your room.

You looked him up and down as he stood in the narrow entryway to the next floor, “You and Jia going somewhere?”

He was a step down the stairs already as he turned to you, “The store. Do you need anything?”

“Um… maybe,” you said as you listened to the call of his name from downstairs. You didn’t know why you even said that but suddenly you have a list of things to get. He brushed his bangs back, “Want to come? We’ll wait in the car?”

You just nodded leaving to your room to get your things. Jungkook and Jia went to the car and he watched her hop into the front seat as he went to the driver’s side. He tapped on the wheel nervously as he listened to Jia tell him about all the things he needed. He would have preferred if you sat up with him but it’s not like he could’ve directed her to the back. It’s becoming very clear that your frutal attempts to stay away from each other have failed as now he finds himself wanting to be closer again.

When you came out and got in the backseat you barely talked. The silence was filled with low music playing and Jia occasionally saying suggestive things to him.

“I heard you’re a pretty decent cook, Jungkook. Any chance you’ll make me something one of these days?” Jia asked but Jungkook just shrugged glancing at the rear view mirror to see your focus solely out the window. Couldn’t you attempt a conversation with him too? Did you really hate him that much still?

Slightly annoyed at the thought he found himself saying, “Sure, whatever you like.”

You were slightly annoyed but you blamed it on the summer heat and that you were a little tired from work. You tried not to think about the fact that you only came along because you wanted to see what Jia and Jungkook would do. You never realized how close they were until Jia was putting her arm on Jungkook’s giggling at whatever he said even if it wasn’t even funny… and he just let her.

At one point you even rolled her eyes at her third whiny, ‘Jungkook’ and went off to do your own thing.

It didn’t take long for Jungkook to notice your shift in mood and at first he didn’t get it. It wasn’t until Jia grabbed him by the hand to go down a different aisle that he saw the way your eyes locked on the action. Were you annoyed with him right now?

Or were you annoyed with the way he and Jia were acting right now?

He found himself wanting to test it out. He interlocked his fingers with Jia’s as he walked with her making sure to be extra attentive. You didn’t know why you felt the need to even come and think that it would make a difference. You felt most comfortable with Jungkook but clearly he didn’t feel the same and that annoyed the shit out of you. Why bother inviting you if he was just going to ignore you the whole time?

You thought you were finally getting over that tension between you two but if this was how it was going to be then you’ll be the same. That’s why you grabbed a box of condoms at the checkout line and set them down on the belt in a completely different row than them.

“So what’d you get?” Jia asked you once you were all in the car again and this time you willingly sat on the back. “Condoms.”

You missed the way she turned to Jungkook with twinkly eyes as if hoping he would look back at her and share some sort of inside joke about it but he didn’t. His eyes were dead set on the road, fists clenching around the steering wheel, face stone cold.

“Oh,” Jia laughed softly, “I didn’t know you were interested in someone like that. Who?”

“I don’t know yet, I’ve got a few options,” you muttered, arms crossed over your chest, shutting yourself off from them and looking out the window again. You were being petty but you didn’t even care. If those two were going to have fun and flirt in the house why shouldn’t you do the same?

The entire ride back to the house was filled with a silence louder than the music. Jungkook kept thinking about the guy at the beach. Were these for you and Taehyung? Did he actually come by and see you again when Jungkook wasn’t there? Why was that thought driving him absolutely insane right now? So you have absolutely no problem meeting up with some random guy but when it came to planning to ever go out with him you flaked? Did he do something? Were you just never serious about him?

He released a small scoff, lost in his own thoughts as he parked the car in the driveway. The three of you got out all your things and headed inside where everyone was.

You’re not sure if Jia lacked maturity or if she felt somewhat threatened by you but the second you all made it inside she loudly exclaimed, “Y/n bought condoms so she’s probably gonna get more action than the rest of us.”

Immediately there was a cluster of awe’s from Jimin and Hoseok who have failed to get laid these last couple weeks and you still had a month to go here. Not bothering to even act like you cared what she said you went up to your bedroom unaware that Jungkook stormed up to his clearly ticked off.

“Does Y/n have more game than us?” Hobi said as they all followed Jimin into his shared bedroom with Jungkook, “I wanna get laid too. Life is so unfair for a man.”

Jungkook was in their bathroom pretending to do something as Jisoo had the nerve to sit on his bed and say, “At least now I know I have a chance with Y/n. She must be a little desperate if she bought condoms. A guy usually does that when he knows he’s gonna find someone to fuck.”

The room fell silent as Jisoo laughed, clearly not reading the sudden awkwardness in the room at what he said. He continued on, “You know… Y/n’s always showing off her body for attention. I bet that’s why she came anyway.”

Jimin shook his head, “I don’t think that’s ri—“

“What did you say?” Jungkook asked so suddenly that it was like everyone forgot he was even there. Jisoo looked up at the others as if seeing if they’d agree with him before saying, “You know… Y/n’s hot, she knows it. I wouldn’t be surprised if she came on this trip for a good fuck. She’s pretty much asking for it. I mean why else buy co—“

Jungkook was in front of him in a heartbeat, towering over him with a dark gaze, “Talk about Y/n like that one more time.”

“I dare you.”

Jisoo’s smile vanished and a sense of anger replaced it. Feeling defensive now he rose to his feet so that Jungkook wouldn’t think he intimidated him even if he sort of did.

“Jungkook. Jisoo, just chill for a minute, the girls are gonna hear an—“

“I don’t give a shit who hears,” Jisoo says with a scoff, “If I want to say that I plan on sleeping with Y/n then I’m gonna say it. If Jungkook is bothered by the fact that she doesn’t want him, that's not my fault—Ah.”

Jungkook’s fists tightened over the collar of Jisoo’s shirt pulling him closer and twisting the fabric tighter. Jisoo’s hands immediately flew to Jungkook’s forearms trying to get him to let go. He might talk his shit but if there was one thing he knew it was that he was not getting into a fight with a man who did boxing as a hobby and could lift more than his body weight.

Everyone knew Jungkook was serious just by the look in his eye and in hopes of easing the tension Jimin said, “Jungkook come on, let go. He’s just running his mouth, don’t let it get to you. It’s not worth fighting.”

“Oh but I think he’s asking for it,” Jungkook said jostling Jisoo enough to make him sway as he looked him dead in the eye, “Aren’t you?”

“Let me go, man.”

“No, I want to hear you try and run your mouth about Y/n again,” Jungkook said, testing him now but Jisoo only shook his head. Jisoo looked around hoping to see if they would get him to lay off when he stared at the door.

“Y/n.”

Jungkook let go almost immediately, turning his head to the door and catching you standing there. You must’ve left your room and heard the commotion.

“Y/n, I don’t know what you heard but this guy’s cra—“

“Jisoo. Shut the fuck up and don’t talk to me,” you said looking absolutely disgusted in him, “You’re worse than the trash we pick up off the shore—and just so you know you’re the last guy I would ever fuck.”

He scoffed, “Bitch.”

Jungkook stormed over to where Jisoo was standing in front of you trying to make his leave. Your hand stuck out, palm flat against the ridges of his abs as you looked up at him, “Stop. He’s not worth it.”

“Y/n,” Jungkook said softly now, not caring at all about the other two who stayed in the room awkwardly, “He’s got no right talking about you like that and I don’t know how much you heard but I have a right to beat his ass.”

“I have a right to beat his ass,” you said in the same soft tone he used. He looked down at the hand that was still on his stomach and before he knew it his hand was down on your waist.

“Y/n none of us agree with what he said at all,” Hoseok said but your attention was on Jungkook who still had his jaw clenched thinking about Jisoo and how much he would really enjoy putting his hands on the guy.

“Let’s go for a walk,” you offered and before he knew it he was nodding his head following you downstairs ignoring the others as they looked in confusion as to why Jisoo stormed out the front door and what the yelling was all about. Jia watched as Jungkook’s hand’s never left your waist as he followed you outside to the deck and down to the sandy beach.

“You defended me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Jungkook asked as you both took your shoes off and let them at the end of the backyard to walk toes in the sand.

“I thought you still hated me.”

“You think that means I’m gonna let some guy say shit about you? Did you forget we talked about some serious things back then and how hurt you used to be?” Jungkook asked, “Besides I never hated you.”

You winced at his reminder. Back then you would have serious talks about past relationships and how you were both treated awful in them. He always told you that he had no respect for guys who would tear their girlfriends down and that if he could he would fight every single one of them for you. Clearly he hasn’t gone back on his word.

The sun had already set and what had started as a day quickly changed because of Jisoo. Jungkook was tired out but he didn’t want to go inside yet. He wanted to enjoy the empty beach with you and try and talk.

“Want to sit?” He asked, pointing to the shore. It was low tide and you could get close enough to the water without worrying about getting soaked. You nodded your head going to sit as he dropped to the sand next to you.

“Y/n.”

“Yeah?”

“Why’d you ditch me that night? I was waiting for you for an hour and you never showed and when we argued about it… you wouldn’t tell me why,” Jungkook finally said.

You took a deep breath deciding to be honest, “I saw you with a girl the night before and I guess I got kind of jealous and thought you were playing me since you flaked the first time.”

Jungkook looked visibly taken back, “I—the only girl I talked to other than you was my coworker. I went out with her because it was all of us but I just ended up taking her home because she was drunk. There was never anything between us.”

“Oh. I’m sorry,” you said awkwardly but he just shook his head. The sand was cool underneath you two and the water was a pretty shade of light blue and foamy white.

“It’s my fault, the first time I mean. I did flake so I get why you thought that so I’m sorry too.”

“Ugh,” you groaned as you fell back to lay down in the sand. Jungkook used his hands for support to sit but he looked down at you, “What?”

“Just annoyed. We could’ve avoided all this if I just asked you about it,” you told him making him laugh softly. He lied down next to you, “Maybe but I think I like you more after hearing what you told Jisoo and that wouldn’t have happened if we made up sooner.”

You laughed with him, “He’s so gross.” Jungkook nodded in agreement as the two of you looked up at the darkening sky.

“But I liked that you stuck up for me so thank you,” you said, making him smile.

It was quiet for a moment, “So why’d you buy the condoms?”

You groaned in embarrassment as you tried cov ring your face but he was on his side looking at you, “Because you were only paying attention to Jia after I thought we were beginning to be friends again and I don’t know… it was stupid.”

“You were jealous?” He asked if you actually were because every time he sees you with another guy he gets jealous. A little smile came to his face and you hit his arm lightly, “Don’t laugh at me.”

“I’m not, I’m just surprised. You know how many guys are into you? I’ve been jealous this entire trip and I don’t know, I’m just surprised to know you were too,” Jungkook admitted and you looked over at him too.

Neither one of you said anything for a moment and you just spent time outside deep into the night.

You looked at Jungkook, he looked at you, and you’re not sure if this was an unspoken agreement or if it was just a long time coming but before you knew it you were both leaning in for a kiss.

You captured his lips with yours making him let out a small groan as he kissed back fiercely. It was careful at first still seeing if this was something you both wanted before Jungkook began to turn his upper body enough to hover over you. His tongue found yours and explored the inside of your mouth, swiping along yours and letting them glide against each other creating a pool of drool. Your hand was on the side of his face, fingers digging into his hair as a hand of his reached over to hold you down against the sand by your waist. Jungkook felt his blood rushing, as every part of him felt on fire. You pulled away first, tugging his lips between your teeth before kissing him even harder than the first time. He let his tongue go even deeper into your mouth causing you to moan softly, breathing getting heavier as a light breeze coursed through the two of you noting that it was night time on the beach.

It was when a seagull went over your heads did the two of you realize how exposed you were. Raccoons had a tendency to be on shore once the sun had set looking for burrows of baby sea turtles and neither one of you wanted to be out when they came scurrying past. The lights in the house were off for the most part due to how late it was and the two of you were finally able to see how long you had been out.

“You’re so pretty,” he mumbled against your lips before pulling away enough to look at you. His hands were gently around your face wiping away the blown over sand from your features and brushing your hair back, “I didn’t want to be here at first because it was still awkward.”

He placed a tender kiss against your lips, “But if I wasn’t then… you know, we’d probably still be mad at each other.”

You reached forward to pin his bangs behind his ears, his ponytail loose and almost out but he just looked so handsome like this.

“The beach is so empty,” you commented as your hand trailed down the tight space between your bodies. Jungkook looked around, it was dark out and stars scattered across the night sky. You were utterly alone out here just making out like you hadn’t been put off by each other for the last few months.

You glide your hand down his chest, feeling the faint outline of his hard abs through the black shirt he's wearing with the sleeves cut off. He looked down at your hand, breath hitting when your hand reached the waistband of his trunks. You bite your lip as he leans down and starts kissing and sucking on your neck again.

You let your hand trail lower over his swimming trunks, softly tracing the outline of his length that was slowly hardening in your touch. It didn’t take long for you to notice he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. You let out a light gasp as he kissed along the curve of your jaw toward the end of your ear sucking just below it, body already shifting against you for more friction. He let out a low rumble through his chest when your hand palmed his erection, eyes already hazy as he dug his face into your neck.

"Dangerous territory," He mutters lowly, pressing his body down onto yours, kidding you deeply as your hand goes back down to his crotch, “We’re gonna get caught.”

It hasn’t left either one of your mind’s that you’re still outside laying against each other as the warm sand tickled your back and the waves of the sea acted as background noise. You trace the hard outline of his dick through the thin material.

"Fuck," He moans into your mouth, pulling back to catch his breath as he looks down at your hand. You slowly stroke up and down his length as you grab it through the material.

He raised his hips up just enough for you to be able to sink your hand inside his trunks and he bit his lip in anticipation. If you didn’t care that you were outside then neither would he, if anything it’s just arousing him even more.

You slowly and teasingly stroke up and down, palming him at a slow pace as he lets out a groan, “Y/n.”

You smile, “Jungkook.”

“Do you really want to do this?” He asked and for a second you weren’t sure if he meant what you were doing right now or what you were doing with each other in general. Instead you grip him by the base, moving your hand up to run your thumb over his mushroom tip. You spread his precum around with the pad of your thumb, “You don’t want to?”

"Fuck..." He whispers, pressing his forehead against yours, “I do. So fucking bad.”

You reconnect your lips with his, pumping his cock moving your hand up and down in tight then loose strokes. Your bodies were still so pressed against each other that if someone watched you from a distance then it would just look like a heavy makeout and not like your hand was jerking him off under his trunks. You start to move your hand quicker up and down his length, watching him as he presses his face into your neck and starts sucking and kissing the skin beneath your ear as you pulled his trunks down enough to slip only his hard length out for better access.

You speed up your hand even further, twisting and flicking your wrist as you feel him throb and twitch, hips bucking into your hand chasing that feeling that was getting closer, embarrassingly so. With a small tsk sound you release him making his body freeze before bringing your hand up. He looked down at it and his eyes stayed on yours as he spit right into it, you doing the same before running your palm against his tip then down his length.

He lets out a groan as he twitches, your quick strokes bringing him closer and closer to release. If anyone were to ask him if he knew you, of all people, would be giving him a wet handjob on the beach he’d laugh in their face.

"God, I'm gonna cum......" He moans out, placing both hands on the sand to hold himself up enough to not completely crush you with his waist as he fucked into your hand. You smirk and look up at him making him fuck your fist faster. With a small push-up then back down he crashes his lips against yours, growling into your mouth as he cums. Your hand immediately gets drowned in his release and the bottom of your shirt does too but you just smile into the kiss as his breathing gets heavier and more uneven.

“You know, I’ve never been to the movie room,” he whispered softly to you and you looked toward the house. He was still pressed against you but you had tucked him back in once he reeled back in.

The movie room was one of the only other rooms aside from your bedrooms and it was pretty much untouched. That meant that it was good for privacy and right now he felt like he needed privacy—with you. He wants to take you on a date and try it again but right now he wants to feel you even more.

“Me neither,” you said with furrowed brows as you tried to understand why he randomly brought it up. He didn’t answer you right away, tugging on your bottom lip lightly between his teeth, “Let’s go see it.”

You gave a brief nod of your head and he was helping you to your feet reaching behind you to dust off the sand for your denim shorts. He took your hand in his and led you back to the house being as quiet as possible. You still weren’t fully sure what you were doing but it didn’t seem to stop either one of you from making it into the movie room. Jungkook checked the hallways to see if they were empty before locking the two of you in.

Before you knew it the two of you were laying on the dozens of floor pillows and cushions on the floor making out with a movie playing in the background. This time you were on top. You were laying over him with one leg raised high against his waist with his hand on your butt, fingers pinching just slightly. Your other leg was between his and it was getting hard to ignore the growing length against your thigh. Jungkook reached for that same leg pulling it over so you could straddle him properly as you pulled back for a breath. His hands slid down to your eyes, bottom lip between his lips, hips softly grinding against yours as you reached for the hem of your shirt. He leaned up enough to yank the back of his shirt and with your help he threw it somewhere with yours.

It was very clear that it was your turn to be pleased by the way Jungkook so easily pulled you up onto all fours over him as he undid the button of your little denim shorts and yanked them down. You took it from there and shimmied them off fully before his hands gripped your hips tightly once more and you couldn’t silence the squeal you let out as he tugged you forward nearly dropping you over him, “Ju—Jungkook, what are you doing?”

“Wan’ you to sit on my face, like now Y/n,” he said in a serious tone. You shook your head, “No, I—do you really want me to?”

“Y/n…” he looked you dead in the eye as you sat on his chest with his hands flat on your thighs to make sure you didn’t move back. Your knees were over your shoulders and you just needed one pull to do what he asked and it was just all so tempting when he could smell your arousal.

“You just took my dick in your hand and made me cum out on the beach and you’re asking me if I want you to sit in my face?” Jungkook asked looking amused but also not, “I want you to ride my face, got it?”

You licked your lips at the thought and before you knew it Jungkook was already pushing you that small space forward until your heat was hovering over his face but not yet pressing into him. You sighed letting yourself relax and brush your fingers through his hair as he looked up dazed and waiting for your consent.

“You gonna show me how good you are with your tongue?” You asked, making his eyes roll just slightly.

“God yes,” he said with a sigh as he finally pulled you down the rest of the way, feeling your hand tighten in his hair. Your underwear was still in the way but it didn’t stop him from pressing his mouth to the soaked fabric of your underwear and his nose lightly tapped against your hooded clit already making you squirm. He gripped your thighs firmly now to keep you in place and just let him mouth at your covered cunt, licking at the fabric for just a hint of a teasing taste.

You tried not to put too much weight on him but he practically forced you down, face right against your soaked panties rubbing gently. You squirmed, “Jungkook.”

“Hm?” He hummed against you, hair brushed out of his face by your fingers, sparkly doe eyes looking at you from between your legs. You couldn’t see it but you knew he was smirking and it didn’t take long for Jungkook to slide his hands up from your thighs to your hips. Before you knew it he was gripping one side of your underwear and yanking in it hard enough to tear. He even jostled you a bit and then he did the other side too until it slipped off and he threw them somewhere far.

Jungkook looked up at your wet pussy, a line of slick dripping onto his tongue as he let his mouth open expectantly. As it touched the tip of it he did one swift lick between your folds to catch whatever else might drip. Immediately you gasped as he did it again, not wasting a moment to tease any longer. He’s so turned on he can’t even register the thought of taking his time.

“Careful,” You started to speak again, trying to remind him to take it easy since the others were sleeping and the television wasn’t that loud. It was pointless as he gave you another long lick followed by another. You bent forward, bracing yourself with one hand again in his hair pulling just slightly making him groan into your cunt as he tightened his grip on your thighs. Jungkook’s tongue worked upwards, shifting from long licks to short flicks against your clit. You couldn’t stop the rocking of your hips, biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning loudly and letting everyone know what the two of you were doing.

“Fuck,” you whispered softly, bucking your hips forward as his hands slid to your butt, gripping hard enough to grind your pussy down on his face as he ate you out.

You released a low groan and this time Jungkook lifted you off despite your protests. He glared up at you, “You want everyone to know how I’m eating your pussy out?”

“Ugh,” you rolled your eyes, hips still moving just slightly praying he’d just continue, “Slow down then.”

Jungkook gave you a cocky smile, his hold already growing firm as he sent you a wink before pulling you over his face once again licking at your pussy.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck," you murmured, nearly under your breath as his head moved frantically to follow the way you fucked into his face, tongue stiff as he flicked along your cunt sloppily.

You slapped a hand over your mouth, the knot in your stomach tightening, body convulsing with pleasure as he took in the sight of it. The way your torso moved with each buck of your hips, and your breasts. The tilt of your neck as you looked up trying not to look at him and the tight hold you had in his hair.

Without warning, you reached your climax all over Jungkook’s tongue. He eased your orgasm, licking softly before moving you off of him. As he did so his hands came down to your waist sliding you down with ease. He held you down to lay on top of him and without question your lips were on his again.

“So good,” he whispered against you, ready to take his trunks off once more, “I need you.”

“Mmh,” you said between kisses still not registering what he said until he was rolling you over under him so he could take them off. He kissed down your neck, “Condom?”

You nodded ready to reach out for one before your body froze. Jungkook, who still kissed and sucked on your neck blissfully, wasn’t paying attention. You tapped on his head to get him to look at you but he kept going, surely leaving live bites.

“I don’t have any.”

He stopped but didn’t pull away, “What?”

You sighed, “They’re in my room.”

He sighed as he pulled up but kept his body pressed against yours, “You’re lying.”

The situation made you laugh. Out of all times this could be happening to you. The first time you’re even attempting to get physical and after everything you've done tonight but you’re responsible.

He let his head fall onto your chest with a small groan. You sighed, “Sorry.”

Jungkook left a soft kiss on the mound of your breast, “Don’t be. Not like you knew this would happen, right?”

He definitely didn’t. Jungkook did not for one second even think about the possibility of kissing you this summer and definitely not as far as the two of you have gone tonight.

“Ugh,” you groaned as he hugged you, “If I go in and Sora wakes up, I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“It’s okay,” he said, finally moving off you as he made himself comfortable next to you, still only in his trunks.

“Where’s my shirt?” You asked sitting up but he just pulled you back down grabbing one of the large throw blankets laying around and tossing it over you.

“Let’s just sleep right here,” he mumbled looking over to the door making sure he did lock it. He grabbed his shirt off the floor for you to put on and once you did, he let you cuddle into his side. He tried ignoring the sexual frustration that built up from not having sex with you but neither one of you were doing it without protection especially so soon.

“Everyone’s gonna think something is up,” you whispered as he let you use his bicep as a pillow.

He just shrugged.

“Who cares?”

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Jungkook was zoned out all morning the next day. No one’s said anything about the fact that the two of them didn’t return to their bedrooms last night but it’s very clear everyone has their suspicions just from the way they’ve been looking at you two. Of course they probably think the two of you made use of those condoms but they are gravely mistaken—almost but not yet. Soon though, he’s already made that promise to you both. When you get back to Seoul he’s gonna take you out and then everything will just fall into place, hopefully.

“What’s with the pigtails?” Jisoo — of all people — had the nerve to ask Jungkook.

“Why are you talking to me?” Jungkook asked, glaring at him as you fixed the end of one as the hair in the pony curled just under his pierced ear. Jisoo looked at you as if you’d stick up for him and that only annoyed Jungkook even more.

Jisoo seems to have forgotten that just yesterday he almost got into a fight with you both — even if it made you and Jungkook make up — it didn’t mean you liked the guy.

“Y/n,” Jisoo said, making Jungkook roll his eyes, “Can we talk?”

“No,” Jungkook said but you just placed a hand on his shoulder and handed him a mirror.

“I guess,” you said before looking at Jungkook, “Look at how good your hair looks. I’ll be right back.”

“Come get me if he tries anything,” Jungkook said as he held up the mirror checking himself out. The end of his growing mullet was in low pigtails but he still had wavy bangs curled around his ears and over his forehead. He looked ridiculous using his tattoo covered hands to clear his bangs out of his eyes.

“What?” You asked Jisoo, already sounding annoyed as he dragged you outside to the deck. You sat at the wooden table by the grill and waited for him to speak.

“I just wanted to apologize for yesterday,” Jisoo said honestly, “I was out of line and honestly if I knew you were with Jungkook I wouldn’t have said anything but I just don’t get why you two were hiding it.”

You laughed, like actually laughed, and it confused him even more. You stopped for a moment to look at him, “So you’re apologizing not because of what you said but because you didn’t realize I was with Jungkook? Which I wasn’t, let me just say.”

“No, that's not what I meant, I just… well you know, you weren’t giving anyone the time of day and I showed you I was interested. I guess I just wanted to annoy Jungkook because he seemed so territorial over you but I didn’t expect you to hear,” Jisoo said, scratching the back of his head nervously.

“Are you stupid?” You asked, “This isn’t an apology to me at all, and honestly if you can’t just apologize for the way you spoke about me then why even bother? You’re making excuses saying that I wouldn’t give you the time of day? Damn, Jisoo, I wonder why!”

Jungkook didn’t even hide the way he was glaring out the sliding glass doors. He can’t even hear what you’re saying and that just annoys him more. He’s just waiting for Jisoo to do something so that he has an excuse to go out there. If he tries anything then he picked the wrong day for that.

Jungkook is sexually frustrated, homesick, and annoyed with him still over last night.

“Oh my god! Jungkook! Your hair is so cute!” Jia and Mirae said when they made it through the door carrying takeout. Jungkook looked over at them seemingly unimpressed, “Thanks.”

You and Jisoo made it back inside after you made it incredibly clear that you don’t like that guy just in time to see Jia reach for the end of Jungkook’s pigtail.

“You look so cute, I’m not used to this cute side of yours. Did you do your hair like this?” Jia asked as Jungkook looked at you and Jisoo walk in.

“No, I did,” you muttered and Jungkook reached for Jia’s hand to push it away before coming over to where you were.

“Oh,” she said as he followed you up the stairs without a single glance back at them, “Well it’s really cute.”

“Take them out,” you said just as the two of you made it to the top floor. His brows furrowed in confusion, “What?”

You huffed as you began pulling his pigtails out, “I don’t want them looking at you like that.”

He laughed, “You feeling jealous already? We just made up yesterday.”

“So? Do you want me to go tell Jisoo he looks cute?”

“I’m taking them out,” he said, helping you, “The only person you can call cute is me.”

“Well don’t let other people touch your hair then—“ You cut yourself off as your eyes drifted to one of the bedroom doors.

Jimin and Hoseok didn’t even bother to act like they didn’t see the whole thing. Jimin smirked as he looked at you two then at Hoseok. He just laughed, “Looks like someone did get laid, and it sure as hell wasn’t me.”

“Ugh!” Jungkook groaned, “We didn’t—“

“Yeah sure bud,” Jimin said as the two walked past you and Jungkook, “Not what we heard last night.”

Your jaw dropped realizing that you might’ve been louder than expected. Jungkook just glared at them, “Want me to kill you?”

“How morbid!” Hobi gasped dramatically, “You’d think getting laid by the girl he’s been obsessing over would loosen the guy up.”

“We didn’t!” Jungkook yelled ready to trail after them but you just hugged him by the waist laughing.

“Let them think we did, who cares?”

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whew okay this was a fave and don’t worry bc in part two? 🤭🤭oh yeah the fuck. and it’s gonna be city vibe relationship next so y’all better tune in.

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[whimsicalwritingsandmore]

The Hybrid House | ateez x reader

Pairing: hybrid!ot8!ateez x rich!girl!reader

Genre: fluff, romance, slice of life

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1441 words.

a/n: welcomeeee to my new story! this story will be updated alongside Aurorise! I'm excited to share this with you. <3 If you'd like to be a part of the taglist, please send me an ask or private message, that way I'll be able to see it faster. Hope you enjoy! <333

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Chapter 1

As a child, it was always expected that you surpass your cousins and maintain the family’s reputation. If you didn’t, you were a stain that blotched the beautiful pages in which so much effort and hard-work was put into according to your parents.

Coming from the new money generation, your family was engrossed with relevancy and out-beating everyone. They spent lavishly and focused attentively on expanding the business throughout the world. Your parents had built their legacy from the ground up, and while it was definitely something to admire, overtime they began to lose sight of what mattered and developed an intense desire to earn more and outdo your uncles and aunts who behaved in a similar way.

As such, your childhood included having to be perfect and successful in academics to outdo your cousins. Coming from a family of five siblings and as the youngest, you often found it difficult to relate to your older siblings. Your oldest brother and sister yielded to your parents’ demands ensuring their non-stop praise and favor. And your fraternal twin brother followed suit. Except for your third eldest brother Axel. Only you and Axel disliked your parents’ way of upbringing because it felt inauthentic and ingenuine. Axel included you in most of his escapades such as sneaking out at night to the treehouse in the backyard for a late night frozen treat that was definitely against your parents’ rules or a slight detour on the way home from after-school activities to the street-food cart and arcade. Once the two of you were free, you spent most of your time together breaking the rules and never getting caught. Except for that one time you did because your eldest brother decided to tattle. But Axel took the brunt of the punishment and in return, you helped apply gel to ease the burning sensation in his hands and camped out in his room for the rest of the night, discussing what the two of you wanted to do when you got older. 

He is your best friend and managed to persuade your parents to let you accompany him for the Summer to your Great Aunt’s. He concocted a scheme with your Great Aunt about a good internship opportunity but really, it was an attempt to be able to spend the vacation period away from home. Lucky for you, that Summer had your parents occupied with various business meetings and so, they waved their hands in an disinterested and unconcerned manner and let you and Axel go your way. 

If there was one person out of your venal family that still had their head on their shoulders, it was your Great Aunt. From rags to riches, she’s an eccentric and smart woman who built a successful business after her former husband ran his family business into the ground. She was so good at what she did, she basked in her success and prosperity for years to come, and never had to work a day in her life again.

Surprisingly, she was the opposite of your family - she was warm-hearted and gentle unlike your parents and compassionate, accommodating and patient when it came to others. But she did play along with your materialistic family and took great pride in flaunting her assets like the giant diamond ring her boyfriend at the time gave her or her glamorous semi-bejeweled purse with precious rhinestones to silence your frivolous aunts. 

But her most prized possession that she marveled to everyone was her newly-bought 20 000 acre estate and her enormous and towering mansion that covered part of it outside Seoul in South Korea. It was a property her then-boyfriend suggested purchasing because in later years to come, it would cost a fortune. She called it her wonder of the world. 

And when you arrived that Summer, when the skies stretched wide with wisps of clouds and the air was thick with the golden warmth of the sun descending upon the flower petals and lakes in a shimmering dance of light, you were in absolute awe at what you saw. It was like a palace right out of a fairytale and for the rest of the holidays, you would spin around and elegantly twirl and dance in the foyer and halls and live your Disney princess dreams while your brother played the grand piano.

Your aunt joined you on several occasions, advising you to work hard and don’t solely depend on a man.

"And then you'll have your own palace like me." She giggled.

On the last day of your trip, while picking some flowers you wanted to take back home, you noticed a dug up part of the ground. Further peering into the bushes, there was an elderly squirrel laying there in a semi-conscious state, injured with its fur caked in blood. You immediately called your aunt, whispering reassuring thoughts to the squirrel. She assured you she would take care of him and not to worry.

And on the next summer trip with Axel, who once again schemed with your Great Aunt to tell your parents about an apprenticeship with a well-known firm, you met two new faces on the estate - Hongjoong and Yunho, children of some of the workers on the estate. 

Your Great Aunt also indicated about the elderly squirrel; he recovered well and there was also a baby squirrel and golden retriever she found when she went to investigate the other side of the bush. Unfortunately, the elderly squirrel passed a few months ago. 

You met the said animals later that day after Hongjoong and Yunho went home. They came out of nowhere while you were having dinner in the garden with your brother. But every time you tried to introduce your new human friends to your new animal friends, either one of the other could not be found.

Coincidence? 

You didn’t think anything of it because you had more important things to do - spy on your brother and the pretty girl he visited in the local town and teach Hongjoong and Yunho how to dance in the foyer like you did.

The next two summers followed with you becoming close friends with eight boys, the new additions going by the names of Seonghwa, Yeosang, San, Mingi, Wooyoung and Jongho. Correspondingly, much to your excitement, your aunt also adopted new little animals each year ranging from a rabbit, to a doberman, a capybara, two cats and a little bear. 

Your brother dramatically expressed that you were replacing him.

“As if,” you answered, rolling your eyes, “No one can replace your annoying self.”

“Excuuuuuse me, I am a delight,” he argued back, “I’m glad though, you won’t be alone when I head off to college.”

“I’ll miss you.” you expressed. The thought of not having your brother around as usual felt daunting and scary. He’s the only one you could relate to and talk to about anything. 

“Don’t worry,” he reassured, “No matter how far apart we are, when you need me I’ll be there.”

The golden retriever who decided to finally come out of hiding listened attentively to your conversation under the table.

Your aunt decided to host Thanksgiving that year. But deep down, you wish she didn't because maybe then, things wouldn't have fallen apart. Your family got into a large and heated disagreement when your parents found out about your brother’s girlfriend.

“Don’t tell me how to raise my child,” your Mother sneered, “I know what is best for him and you are out of place to even think about him and that girl.”

“He likes her,” your Great Aunt argued, “There’s nothing wrong with that. She’s well-educated too.”

“She is not one of us. We are high-society people. What would others think if they found out? You are out of your mind!” your Father bellowed.

“I know what is best for my son!” your Mother repeated.

“And yet he never comes to you.”

“You’re corrupting my children! You have all these animals running around and then you have my daughter hanging out with your employees’ children too!?”

“They are people too! Do you hear how you sound?” 

After a lot of yelling and shouting of spiteful words and profanities, your brother retaliated and stormed out with your Father behind him while your Mother dragged you out of the house to the car. From your blurry watery vision, you spotted your friends from afar, Wooyoung and San attempting to run to you but were held back by the others.

In the backseat of the car, you pressed against the back glass sobbing as the car drove off.

That was the last time you had seen your friends. 

[wonsohl]

sunset boulevard y.jw

PAIRING: crush!jungwon x admirer!reader

it was the summer holidays and your school hosted a camping trip for the juniors going into their last year of school - senior year.

this year the camping trip would be held at jeju island near the beach.

when the word got out that the trip would be held at jeju, everyone was screaming and jumping up and down out of excitement and so were you.

you ran home with the letter in your hand which was almost crumpled up from you gripping on to it so hard and barged through the door.

''ma! this year's camping trip for the juniors is at jeju island! can you even imagin-''

'woah there sweetie! speak slower the camping trip for the juniors is gonna be held where now?" she says whilst laughing at your goofyness

''jeju island ma! isn't that so exciting?"

'it sure is hun." she says as you hand over the letter to her with the biggest smile/ grin on your face

"can i go? pretty please? ill take care of our restaurant and do the dishes there for the whole week and even mop the floo-"

"y/n you can go! you don't have to do stuff out of your way to help me but a little help on saturday night would be good!"

"saturday?" you say taking of your school i.d and placing your coat on the coat hanger.

"whats the occasion ma?"

"mrs yang has a reserved dinner at our restaurant and i would look you to be their waitress - oh! and she has a boy in your year, yang jungwon?"

you eyes bulge out of their sockets when you hear his name.

yang jungwon.

hottest guy on earth.

cutest living organism.

THE most jaw dropping piece of art ever to be made.

"y/n? whats got to your mind, do you know yang jungwon?"

"o-oh yeah ma, he is in my classes" you say smiling back to your mom reassuring that you were okay.

"oh that's lovely! are you two friends?'

friends? yeah, no.

everyone knows you liked him ever since your ex bestfriend snaked on you to everyone in your year.

she even had the AUDACITY to tell her sister to spread around in the older years as well.

ever since you barely to talk to him and make any signs of communication knowing how awkward it would be.

you can't bare the sight of him but you still have that crush on him and from time to time when your zoning out in lessons and your teacher call you out for it, niki would have the gut to say -

'oh sir! she's day dreaming about jungwon!'

which would of course get everyone laughing and even the teacher.

jungwon would always look at you and you would avoid eye contact and just get flustered.

"u-uh we definitely know eachother ma!"

"just wonderful y/n! i also heard he is quite a charming one huh? why don't you start something? " she says laughing.

she wasn't lying he was definitely charming obviously but to speak to him after 10 months with not talking? that would be awkward.

"haha ma! your so funny, i should get back to my room and start doing some homework" excusing yourself from the very awkward situation whilst getting the letter back from the counter which was already signed by your mom.

you ran upstairs can close your door lightly but enough to hear the door slamming sound.

"what a weird child" your mom says

TIME SKIP | SATURDAY ⏰

one hour before jungwon came to your restaurant you hop out of the steaming shower and dried your hair and got change into your uniform and put on some makeup

"y/n! let's head out now"

you yell back a okay and do a few touches to your hair and put on some jewellery.

you run down the stairs almost tripping pick up your bag and throw in your headphones and a water bottle with a small bar and make your way out the door

you open the car door and slam it shut

"you look nice today your mom says" pushing past your hair to admire her beautiful child

you pause whilst doing your seatbelt and smile back to your mom

"thanks ma!" you say hoping she won't ask the reason you randomly decided to apply make up on.

you guys share awkward glances before she puts on the radio and you text your friends

eunji 🦋: y/n how is the whole jungwon restaurant fiasco? 👀

you: girl i just got in my car and i my mom is blasting country music

minhee 🐈: did you put on the make up i bought you for your birthday?? 😊😊 (say yes rn before i storm in to that restaurant and put it on for you)

you: dayum girl dw i did and i think i did it good lemme show you it *insert pic of you

eunji 🦋: BRO IF I WAS JUNGWON I WOULD GO ON MY KNEES AND PULL OUT A RING

minhee 🐈: FFRRR Y/N WEAR THIS TO SCHOOL AND YOU MIGHT AS WELL PULL THE WHOLE POPULATION OF THE SCHOOL ATP 🤤

eunji 🦋: ↳ minhee 🐈: INCLUDING THE GIRLS AS WELL

minhee 🐈: ↳ eunji 🦋: EXACTLY TELL US HOW EVERYTHING GOES!!!

you laugh at how funny your friends are and your mom notices it.

"sweetie get out all your laughs and goofynees now because we are here"

those words repeat in your head

we.

are.

here.

the past four nights have been sleepless because of today and here you are

you nod to your mom and quickly type something in the groupchat

you: YEA YEA IM HERE NOW SO I GTG BYEE

you get out of the car and put some lip balm on and run your hand through your hair

you barely work and your mom's restaurant because of how many workers there are but it looks like her waiter went on holiday the perfect time jungwon's parents reserved a table.

the time was 6:11 PM and jungwon's family was coming at 6:15 PM

you run to the bathroom lock yourself in their and practice your welcomings to your costumers.

"hello! welcome to ma's kitchen, the best in gwangdo! what's on your plate today?"

no thats to enthusiastic

"hey peeps! welcome to ma's kitchen, wanna dine in?"

ew, if was the costumer i would laugh right in my face

"hello~! welcome to ma's kitchen. what would you like to orde-

a knock from the bathroom's door interrupts you and touch up your makeup and leave.

"your mom would like you to greet the costumers in since the yang family will be coming here

she checks her watch

"now"

you bow down and say thank you before heading your way to the desk near the enterance.

you where on your phone tapping through people's story when you hear the entrance bell ring.

you drop your phone on the desk and make your way to the entrance to see jungwon and his family.

"oh my! y/n baby~ your so tall and your so pretty you look so grown as well!" she says cupping your face as you laugh it off

you could see mr yang and jungwon staring at you two but mr yang's glare was much more softer than jungwon's

did i do something wrong? you thought

you hand them the menu and bring them towards their seats

"would you like to order any drinks for now?"

mr yang nods his heads "yes, can i get 2 beers for the olders and jungwon?

can i get some sprite?"

you nod but you only look at mr yang

"so 2 beers and 1 sprite?"

this time you look at all three of them for their confirmation and they say yes

you smile back and leave the table and make your way too the bartender

'hajun, i need two beers and one spirte please' you say handing him over the piece of paper

'coming right up' he says snatching the peice of paper as you head back to the desk greeting the other guess as today was the weekend meaning lots of costumers would be coming in today

as you greet the next costumer you see a familiar face

kang seola

the one who snaked on you to the whole year and the year above

yeah no chance you were serving her, on top of that allowing her to enter your mom's restaurant

she was with a few other friends who weren't from your school as you couldn't recognise their faces

you had to options

A) choose to serve them and get the money you needed for your ' pay check' - didn't benefit you

B) slam the door on their faces and put them on the restaurants blacklist - definitely benefitted you

or

C) get another waitress to serve them - benefitted you/ but wasn't better than option B

'hello welcome to ma's restaurant, please wait here for another waiter to serve you shortly' you say smiling at them sarcastically whilst tellin a waiter to serve them

you go up to the bartender who hands you the drinks that jungwon and his family ordered and you make your way there

you hand them their drinks and they say thank you one by one

'another waiter will come around to serve you your food, sorry for the delay today is very hetic' you say as you hand out the menus and bow down as an apology

'oh no darling it's okay! were just having a chat take your time hun' says mrs yang patting your shoulder reassuring you that they don't mind the wait.

you smile back and make your way to the desk again when you feel a water get splash all over your uniform

your top is drenched in liquid and the glass shattered all over the floor near your once dry shoes

you look up to see seola and her friends laughing sheepishly as stare at you innocently

"oops i spilt something, be a good waiter and clean it up''

you wanted to shout at her so bad but you couldn't as it would freak the costumers and that was the last thing you wanted to happen for your mom and her business

you sigh and get on your knees swooping up the broken glass shards and individually placing them into a paper bag to later throw away

you could hear her taking photos of you from the loud shutter sound from her phone

you feel your eyes brimming with tears as your vision gets blurry when you feel the hand of someone else help you collect the shards

it was jungwon

you look at him but he's too busy collecting the remaining glass shards and after he's done he scoops it in a bag and gives it to you

of course you had a crush on him for a reason but today it felt like you got a crush on him for a second time

his hair was slightly ruffled , long enough to cover his perfect eyes and his choice of style is so cliché but it suits him so much

you can't help yourself but blush from jungwon's sudden action as you stood up to put the bags that was full broken glass to the dustbin outside of your restaurant

you could hear footsteps following you so looked behind to see jungwon following you from behing with his hands formed into a little bowl carrying some broken glass that was left behind

"uh jungwon! aren't you hands bleeding from the broken glass? I don't think you should be holding on to them you could get scars?" you say quickly placing the bags on to the pavement floor an rushing over to jungwon with one of your peppa pig plasters to cover the big scar on his palm

once done you collect the broken glass bags from jungwon's hand and throw them into the bin along with the trash bin with all your might

you turn around to see jungwon staring at you, you feel abit embarrassed to see your life long crush see you do all that whilst looking like a mess

'y/n i wan-'

jungwon gets cut of by the slam of the back door being pushed open

'oh y/n! are you hurt sweetie? i should've of known that those girls that were coming in were eunji and her mean group!'

'mom i'm oka-'

'look at the state of you! you should go home and get pack for that trip you have with your school, just take care of yourself and freshen up okay?'

says your mom cupping your cheeks whilst bringing you inside leaving jungwon outside by himself

your mom helps you take of the apron and sends you to the changing room whilst she calls your sister to come pick you up

after getting changed you make your way out from the staff entrance waiting for your sister to arrive whilst scrolling through your phone when you hear your mom bid goodbye to mr and mrs yang

'thank you so much for coming in! i would love too see you guys again soon!'

'nonsense! thank you for the amazing company and food! see us as a frequent customer' mr yang says mrs yang laughs with him.

'y/n! come here and say goodbye to our customers properly!' your mom says putting the attention on you as your make your way to them

'thank you for coming' you say bowing down to jungwon's parents whilst making eye contact with jungwon in between

'wow your daughter is so pretty!' says mrs yang turning around to look jungwon

'y/n perhaps are you going to the camping trip? ' says mrs yang whilst patting down jungwon

'oh uh , yes i am' you say with a hint of confusion in your tone

'do you reckon you can look after jungwon?i don't trust him by himself for so long, please make sure he eats properly there!'

'mom' says jungwon irritated at her comment

'jungwon, your mother is trying to help you out son! plus, y/n looks mature enough to take care of you!' says jungwon's mum hitting his arm playfully

'don't worry mrs yang, my daughter will take care of your handsome son' your mom says smiling back at them

they continue to talk until your sister comes to pick you up in her car

'take care y/n, thank you for serving us today' says mr yang smiling at you as your mom opens the door

'thank you, bye mr and mrs yang - bye jungwon, bye mum!' you say waving from the window

⏰ DAY OF SKL TRIP

'y/n i don't now how you managed to be so calm with her acting like that' eunji says still annoyed at the fact that seola would do that

'trust me i bet she wasn't but mr lover boy was there so she had to be all mysterious' minhee laughs will saying it

'okay that's true but if he wasn't i would've dragged her out of that restaurant myself'

'yeah yeah'

'mhm of course you deffo would've'

eunji and minhee tease you for a bit before leaving the bathroom and going to the coach

'okay everyone i will list your partners recommended by your own parents' says your teacher

everyone bursts into whines and moans

'wait recommended by our parents, that means i'm gonna be with seungji' eunji throws a tantrum knowing she's not gonna sit next to her own twin brother for 6-7 hours straight

'HELL NAH IM GONNA SIT NEXT TOO MY NEIGHBOUR' minhee receives a message from her dad saying she's sitting with her neighbour's emo kid

'wait guys i might have to sit with jungwon'

you starts panicking remembering what his mother said

'oh shit, good luck then' eunji dashes off and minhee follows screaming

'better not mess up!'

eunji and minhee were in a different coach so you had to wait for jungwon to come on the coach with you

you start panicking

god this is so awkward

what were you going to do, either way you would’ve had to sit in a packed coach with jungwon for at least 3 hours

you prayed and prayerd that you could be there before him

but i guess your prayers didn’t work

jungwon was standing at the coach on his phone almost as if waiting for someone

waiting for you

‘jungwon, hi!’

you say running over

‘sorry for being so late, i guess i got caught up with something’

he laughs abit and puts his phone in his back pocket

‘it’s okay, let’s hop on the coach, im pretty sure all the good seats are left’

you guys quickly scramble on the coach squeezing through the tight path in the middle of the coach

‘look y/n, over there’

he points to some seats at the back of the bus - ish

there not the best seats but they are the only ones left

you quickly waddle over and take a seat near the window, jungwon following right behind

you put your headphones in settle in, cancelling the loud shouts of your classmates

jungwon goes on his phone and you can’t help glancing over

‘if you want anything you can just tap me’

‘thanks jungwon,will do!’

you say quickly and lean your head against the window closing your eyes hoping for the ride to go smoothly

you also can’t stop thinking about jungwon being right next to you but you start noticing your eyes getting heavier and heavier

you fall asleep but dream about the camping trip ahead

a/n: AHHH OMG IM BACK WADDA 🫡🫡 skl has been so stressful but dw guys the actual camp trip thingy will be out soon (hopefully 🤗🤗) I get tired so easily and sometimes forget i have a tumblr acc anyway bye bye - 4 now 👹👹

[creaturecomfxrts]

Dipper and Mabel pines headcanons?

FINALLY getting around to answering these! since im better at them, heres some college age headcanons that apply just as much to how i view them in the show!

DIPPER PINES

transmasc. duh. of course

parents are INCREDIBLY supportive, super understanding. hes on hormone blockers in the show and starts HRT as soon as hes able, getting top surgery and bottom surgery in his early 20s

bisexual! ran into a guy junior year of highschool and went oh GOD. this is wendy 2.0 im going to die

NERD.

LOVES board games. so much. not just dungeons and dragons and monopoly im talkin everdell, wingspan, cascadia, catan. he loves a good think. he also loves dragging everyone else into playing them with him. he always wins. almost always, anyway

absolutely adores college and everything about it hes a little freak. totally ends up being the president of a few clubs, co creating some, etc. made an occult club AND a hiking club at his college

loves doodling, loves horror. his teachers? not so much. they try not to look at the weird ass creatures he draws on the margins of his very well written homework.

probably goes into something smart. like biochem. or um. stem. im (author) is a liberal arts major all i do is write gay fanfiction.

PSYCHOTIC ASS DORM ROOM. he barely decorated it like a classic college male but has a conspiracy board and thats it. which is full of strange shit hes seen outside of gravity falls. to be fair its very well documented and somewhat neat, just…. strange decor. he lives in a single (introvert)

COVERED in tattoos, but always abides by the suit rule (all tattoos need to be able to be covered by a suit to be professional. he knows this bc hes a neerrrrddd). he has really sick sleeves of runes and other occult like things hes found interesting. he has cipher related tattoos as well and also even got ford to design a few.

he has PROMINENT eye bags. he will never fix his sleep schedule

ended up working as a summer camp counselor for a while right outside if gravity falls! the kids loved him but he couldnt stand the heat and bugs all the time so he only did it for a summer or two

even after turning 21 he doesnt actually drink that much, hes a craft beer enjoyer and likes to make it himelf (Much later in life)

ALWAYS stays in touch with mabel. if anything happens in either of their lives you better BELIEVE theyre already on the phone with eachother

medical marijuana card holder

smokes to help eith his anxiety. it works WONDERS

coffee drinker but actually Does put cream and sugar is coffee. sometimes. other times hes too tired and just thugs it out

MABEL PINES

THE number one it girl ever

NUMBER ONE TRANS ALLY EVERRRRRR she loves her brother so much

pansexual!! she loves cool people, thats her motto

went to a fashion design school, is loving it despite drowning in work

began dying her hair in cool ways through highschool, now she always has some of her natural color present but goes a little crazy on the highlights

found out about huge dangley joke earrings. went absolutely crazy. has an entire space on her desk dedicated to her many many earrings. she has babies, knives, bags of doritos, aliens, glow in the dark ones, anything you could imagine.

fantastic at fashion design. stuggled a lot with the fancier stuff but her teachers were floored when they let her go wild on casual comfy wear. she excells in combining fashion and comfort in really exciting and colorful ways.

a party girl through and through, loves clubs, raves, concerts, anything!

video game lover as well, cracked at pvp games.

still boy crazy, just less so (has had like. 10 college boyfriends)

literally the sweetest friend ever. she loves hosting movie nights and tea parties (bc who wouldnt. theyre awesome)

tea drinker, loves floral teas with honey

HATES. black coffee. a starbucks frap girlie 4ever

has been scouted for modeing multiple times and only accepted when it was a commercial with puppies

love love loves making friendshio bracelets. knows all the patterns, all of her friends have a hefty amount of a bunch of different ones because she just keeps making them

anywwy, here you go! i love these two so much, i hope ive done them justice!

[palfriendpatine66]

WIP Wednesday - lifeguard position

Got excited about this post and the details added by @sky-kenobye and now my fic for the @obikinlifeguardau collection is about Anakin accidentally turning in a HR nightmare with his cover letter to apply for the open lifeguard position.

To: Aquatics Director Kenobi

From: Anakin Skywalker

Re: lifeguard training and certification position

I am applying for the lifeguard instructor opening at your facility. I have been a lifeguard at my local YMCA for 10 years. I have experience with swimmers of all ages and abilities and hold my branch's unofficial record for carreer saves, but that's not why you should hire me.

I'm the best candidate because I take training and preparation seriously. I know if given the chance I could show you the [blah blah blahhhhhhhhhh reference job description specifics here] ///

You don't remember me, but I remember you.

You were on staff the summer I went to junior lifeguard camp.

You were a walking wet dream. You rode our asses so hard, not willing to accept anything less than perfection from a group of horny teens ogling each other in bathing suits, because it might make the real difference between life and death. You were strict and borderline mean and sexy as hell.

And fuck did I want you to ride me so hard.

[vampgal202]

Camp Counselor. (James Franco x Female reader.)

summary: When Y/n jumps at an opportunity to be a camp counselor at James Francos Acting Camp for the second year in a row, she doesn't expect that the A-list celebrity had his eye on her all this time.

idea inspired by @erot-ica <3

Warnings: smoking, smut, drunk sex, praising kink

The siren sound of an "alarm" fills the whole camp, signaling it was time to get up. I audibly groaned as the sound blared through the counselor cabin. We were only a few weeks into the summer and I still wasn't used to that sound. For the second summer in a row, I decided to pick up a job at James Francos Acting Camp. It was an amazing opportunity from the start, as soon as I heard about it, I knew I needed to apply to be a counselor.

The only real qualifications were that we had to know a decent amount about acting literature, we had enough experience in acting, and we would be open-minded mentors. The whole aspect of the camp was to teach young teens acting techniques, and how to build yourself a career and domain.

The camp was of course run by the one and only James Franco. He would make a weekly appearance to give tips, and tricks, and help some of the counselors teach a tough course. Considering he was the expert, his peace of mind was much needed in most cases. Last summer, when it was my first time counseling here, James helped me throughout all my classes. There was a rumor between the counselors that James and I fucked, which didn't happen. Although I wished it did.

Today James was making his weekly appearance which was exciting, maybe me and him could catch up. "Get up bitch, we got kids to teach and you got a daddy to fuck." I turn my head to see one of my closest counselor friends, Marissa getting ready, smiling at me. "I am not fucking James, never have and never will," I respond putting my pillow on top of my face to block out the sunshine. I could hear Marrisa walk over to my bunk, pulling the pillow off my face. "Don't lie to me, sweetheart." She says to me, smirking.

***

"Did you see the face that kid made when he was trying to impersonate the godfather?" Marrisa says to me, holding her stomach laughing. "Stop Marrissa, you're gonna get us caught," I respond back to her trying to hold in my laugh. We just finished our first class of the day, and we are now on break, smoking a joint behind one of the cabins. "Ladies..." I turn my head quickly to see James walking towards us, butting out the joint and throwing the roach. "Hello, James." Marrisa and I both say in unison. He was now standing in front of us, a smile on his face.

"I heard tonight there's gonna be a bonfire party down by the lake." He says to us, flicking his eyes between us. "Yeah, are you gonna be there Mr Franco?" Marrisa says, smiling at him. He laughs shaking his head. "I'm not sure. Will you be there Y/n?" He looks at me, waiting for my response. "Yeah, maybe," I respond, feeling nervous under his stare. "See you guys tonight." He says to us, looking me up and down and not giving Marissa another look, walking off. "Oh, he wants to fuck you." She says to me nudging my shoulder. "Shut up..." I say, forcing back a smile.

***

"What are you girls wearing to the bond fire tonight?" I say to the girls in my cabin, looking through my options. The day is done and it is now night. The kids are in bed sound asleep but we counselors are ready to party. "I am trying to look as whorish as possible, I heard James is gonna be there tonight." I hear one of the girls in the cabin say. "Yeah, but good luck the only piece of ass he wants is this one right here." I feel Marissa grab my ass as she walks past me, making me laugh. "Here wear this." Marrisa throws a bright red bikini halter top at me and a pair of jean shorts. "That ought to get his attention." She says devilishly.

The beach is packed with counselors when we get there. Everyone has a drink in their hand. People's drunk bodies are buried in the sand. It wasn't long before I am like that too. About 6 drinks later I'm hammered. The whole time I was looking for James but I couldn't find him, so I gave up, laying in the warm sand and closing my eyes. It was peaceful until I felt a large hand grab my hip. Making me shoot my eyes open.

It's Jared, the gross, scum bag counselor. All the girls hate him because not only is he super misogynistic, he used to seriously beat on his last girlfriend who worked here. "Ew get the fuck off of me Jared," I say trying to pry out of his hold. His body lays in the sand next to me, trying to get me to lie on top of him. "c'mere baby." his words are slurred, he's even more drunk than me. This is when I realized that this fucker can't take no for an answer. "Get off," I say more sternly. His hand trails down the side of my hip. "Get the fuck out of here Jared." I hear I familiar voice say.

I look up to see James standing over us. "Whatever buddy," Jared says, standing up and almost falling over. "You're fired too, buddy." James says to him mimicking Jared's voice when he says "Buddy." I start bursting out laughing. James reaches his hand out helping me up off the sand. "Thank you," I say, drunkenly smiling and hugging him. I could tell James was a little drunk too, his breath smelt like booze and his demeanor was much more relaxed and playful. "come on." He says to me, hooking his arm under my leg and carrying me bridal style.

I start laughing again, studying his face as he carries me. There was a smile plastered on his face. He was wearing a blue button-up shirt that was slightly unbuttoned, revealing his chest. His hair was messy, and his eyes were low. But a large smile was plastered on his face. He smelt like men's cologne, cigarettes, and booze. I wasn't sure where he was taking me, but we were now off the beach, walking through the trail toward the counselor cabins. I felt my eyes close for a bit but they reopened once I felt him stop.

We were on the porch of my cabin. He puts my feet down back on the ground. "You okay?" He says to me, looking at my face. But I didn't say anything at all, I just kissed him. My hand grabbed his shirt, pulling him down closer to my mouth, kissing him intensely. His tongue swirled around my mouth. The taste of beer and vodka was laced in our kiss. He pushed my body back against the door, opening it. The cabin was dark, both of us stumbling over shoes and items left on the floor. I broke the kiss turning the cabin light on and pulling him over to my bed.

Laying flat on my back on the bed James crawls between my legs kissing me while his hands run through my hair. He pulls back staring at my body sprawled on the bed. He looks at me, slowly pulling my shorts off my ass and discarding them onto the floor. He unbuttons his shirt revealing his toned abs and chest. I sit up grabbing his face in my hands and kissing him harshly. "I want you to fuck me, so hard I can't breathe Mr Franco," I whisper in his ear. My words were strung out and drunk, and so were his, I knew I would regret saying that later.

He looked at me smirking, taking my words as a challenge. He pulled me fully onto his lap straddling him. He quickly unbuttoned his belt and his pants revealing his cock. It was big and thick. "You think you can take that?" He says to me laughing as I stare at his dick mesmerized. I lick my lips, nodding my head. He grabs my hips, moving my underwear to the side and slamming my hips down. The stretch around his cock was almost unbearable.

His cock hit my G-spot right away making me let out a loud moan. He didn't let me do any of the work. Grabbing hips and fucking my body on and off his dick. "Fuck, you're such a good girl." He says to me gripping my hips harder. The pace he was fucking me was brutal. It wasn't long before that familiar feeling was building up inside of me, indicating I was coming close.

But all of a sudden we heard noises. The sound of rustling outside both made me and James perk up. Indicating someone was about to enter the cabin. He pulled out of me and grabbed my hand pulling me into the bathroom and flicking the light on. Someone entered the cabin and must've gone right to bed considering the noises were short-lived. I was standing now in front of the bathroom sink, James standing behind me.

His hand ran up back, pushing it down to sit my ass on his dick behind me. I watch in the mirror as he pulls his dick out, keeping eye contact with me. I watch myself shudder as he drags his sensitive dick through my folds. I could see his eyes flutter shut and his jaw goes slack at the sensation. Catching me off guard he slams his dick in me. Once again holding onto my hips and fucking me on and off his dick. He never broke eye contact, staring at me in the mirror as he fucks me harshly.

His hand curls around me, attaching to my clit. I started to moan, forgetting the fact of the sleeping person in the other room. James leaned forward, putting his mouth against my ear. "Be a good girl and cum on my cock. Don't say another word." He says to me sternly. His voice was hoarse and deep, making me want to moan just from his words. His fingers started applying more pressure on my clit, making me let out small whimpers under my breath.

His other hand leaves my hip, moving up back and grabbing a fist full of my hair, pulling it so my body was against his chest. His mouth is now next to my ear. "I've wanted to do this to you the moment I laid my eyes on you." He whispers in my ear, still keeping eye contact through the mirror. My back was now completely flat against his chest, his dick still thrusting in and out of me, and his long fingers rubbing my clit. I can't even see straight, my body is filled with so much pleasure. "Cum for me," he says lowly. Rubbing my clit rough and fast making me come undone.

I am a mess, I can't even say a coherent sentence at this point. My vision is almost blurry as I cum all over his cock. I watch in the mirror as he throws his head back and releases inside of me, making him let out strings of moans in my ear. My body leans forward, grabbing onto the sink in front of me as he pulls out. He reaches over grabs toilet paper and bends down. He cleans my thighs and body gently.

He stands up cleaning himself off. My eyes are now closed my head hung between my shoulders. I grip the sink, exhausted. "You okay," he says to me. Rubbing my arms and kissing my shoulder. I turn around to face him, smiling. I lean in, kissing his lips deeply, breathing him in. He pulls back, looking at me like some beautiful creature. "Go rest. I got to get back to my cabin before anyone sees me." He says, giving me one last kiss on my lips and leaving the bathroom. Well, I guess Marissa called it because I just got fucked by James fucking Franco.

[ellies-star]

something about july. pt 1

pairing. outdoors staff! ellie williams x pool staff f! reader. 

synopsis. ellie has been working at this summer camp for the last 5 years, and when she spots you for the first time blowing up pool floats with Dina, she knows she's in trouble. ellie and reader find themselves flirting every chance they get, pulling pranks and having a sweet summer fling. warnings. right now it's just fluff and wholesome, use of y/n, friends to lovers trope but eventual 18+. eventual mention and usage of substances, drunk/high kissing, and makeout woot woot.

an. lol so this is my first time writing a fic in a while. wanted smthn that would make you wanna kick your feet and giggle, so i present to you part one of summer camp ellie and reader &lt;3 p.s. apologies in advance, editing as I go lol.

It's 9:00 am on a Saturday in July, and Ellie pulls up to the campground that's already buzzing with excitement and chatter. Dust flies behind her truck as she drives along the dirt road and gravel through the camp. Window down, the summer breeze and smell of pine fills her car bringing a smile to her lips. Damn I missed this, she thinks.

She immediately recognizes her friends and fellow staff among the small crowd, they work hard to move tables and haul in groceries for this weeks meals, others are organizing gear and supplies for hikes– which she should be doing at this moment.

"You're late Williams!" Ellie looks to her left to find the source of the oh so familiar playful chide. The camp director approaches her car with a grin on her face. She slows down to pull up next to the woman, leaning her left arm out the window.

"Morning Maggie, beautiful start to the week, huh?" She looks at the older woman, salt and pepper hair in a wild bun, navy blue t-shirt with the camp's logo written across the front and back in a faded white. Her busy clipboard propped against her hip cladded in worn-out denim jeans. She embodies camp mom in every single way, and Ellie missed her like no other.

"It would be, if all of my staff got here on time!" She smacks Ellie's arm playfully with her hand. "We got new staff this year, and the boys are already tormenting them!" She turns around to point to Joel and Tommy under the roof of the mess hall on the left. The brothers laughing as they already finish tying one of the new outdoors crew members' shoes to the beam.

Ellie sticks her head out the window to shout to them. "Better hide the ladder once you're done!"

"Don't worry, already on it!" Tommy turns around almost falling off the thing, but shouts back with a grin.

"How could I forget, you're just as bad as they are." Maggie rolls her eyes. Ellie laughs at her response, getting more excited for what's in store. Joel looks passed Tommy, using his hand to shade his eyes.

"Get your ass over here Williams, these boxes ain't gonna move themselves!"

"I'm coming, hold your horses old man!" Ellie shouts back. She shakes her head and diverts her attention back to the lady with places to be.

"Hurry up now, and be nice to the boys! God knows those two won't. See you later chickadee." Maggie pats her car door to send Ellie off, before giving her a wink.

Ellie drives off to park her truck by the pool and other cars shaded beneath the line of ponderosa pine. It's still pretty early, but the sun's hot beams are brutal right now. Stepping out of the truck, she takes off her green flannel and tosses it onto her tattered passenger seat. Seconds after the slam of her truck door, she is greeted by a warm breeze and another friendly face.

"Ellie! You're here!" She turns around to see Dina peering over the wooden pool fence to say hello. Ellie instantly walks to the gate door to meet Dina for a sweaty hug.

"It's good to see ya D!" Ellie laughs squeezing her tight and taking in the smell of her freshly applied sunscreen. She pulls back, and Dina comments like everyone else she’s seen.

"You're like an hour late." Ellie scoffs.

"I know! Don't blame me, blame Florence." Ellie groans pointing to her overheated white 1999 Ford Ranger. Dina rolls her eyes in response, but gets a burst of excitement. She almost forgot what made her so giddy in the first place. She grabs Ellie's shoulders with force and locks eyes. There’s a shift in the air between them with a sense of seriousness. Ellie doesn't know what to think, but stands confused and leaning back slightly. "What is it Dina..."

"Ellie, we got new swim staff."

"I know, I met them at the last meeting?"

"No Ellie, you didn't meet this one." Ellie quirks a brow looking at Dina with a puzzled eye.

"Dina what are you talking about–"

"Ellie she's cute, and gay." Dina emphasizes, cutting her off to nod her chin to hint what's behind her– or more importantly who.

"Again, what are you talking about?" Dina turns around and pulls Ellie to her side to reveal the sight by the other end of the pool.

As a few other new staff members begin to move away from the shed, behold there you are barely out of reach of the pool structures shade, glistening in the sun. Your skin tanned and kissed by freckles, and exposed in your yellow bikini top and denim shorts. Your hair tied up in messy ponytail, loose pieces stick to your back from sunscreen and sweat.

"oh, that's what you're talking about..." Ellie's eyes widen. Dina looks at Ellie and giggles like a school girl.

It's funny, while Ellie gawks at you, you look quite silly bent over struggling to blow up pool floaties alongside Jesse. She can hear you arguing with him over how many blow up balls versus rings you need.

Dina knows what she's doing, and already feels the need to play matchmaker.

Grabbing Ellies hand and giving her a devilish grin, she begins to pull her along the edge of the pool towards the two of you. "Jesse look whose here!" Dina announces giggling.

Ellie's heart quickens, her nerves sinking in. The thing is, she hasn't talked to a pretty gay girl in, let's be honest, a while. And on top of that, she's also an over thinker. So she has indeed already exhausted every encounter or issue that could errupt after talking to you.

"What are you doing?!" Ellie whisper panics trying to pull away without looking too suspicious, Dina just snickers in response as they both now stand in front of the two pool staff attempting to blow up a giant turtle floaty.

You hardly notice the two girls that come up, you are too caught up in your mission to find the other air pump in the ridiculous wooden chest of a mess overflowing with pool toys and goggles.

Jesse looks up before his face falls into a big smile. "Aye you finally made it!" He beams while standing up. Ellie tries to focus on giving him a hug, but all she can think about is who this mysterious girl in a small yellow bikini is.

Your back was to the three of them before you turn around. You briefly scan the over the two girls before locking eyes with the one you've never seen before. You first notice her tank top, Patagonia baggies and dirty blue vans. Her shoulder length auburn hair was tied half up half down, but a few pieces escaped framing her face. Freckles sprayed across her nose and cheeks, and her green eyes never left yours.

Everything about her screamed gay, and hot.

Dina and Jesse watch as the two of you stare blankly at one another, unsure what to say– Ellie is afraid to take a breath from the looks of it, her cheeks are showing the slightest shade of pink.

"Y/N this is Ellie! We grew up going to camp together with Jesse, and now she's been working in outdoors for about 5 years now!" Dina grins after her introduction, nudging Ellie's arm with her elbow to say hello.

But all she could think was holy shit, cute girl cute girl cute girl...

"Uh, hi yeah I'm Ellie, nice to meet you." She sticks her hand out, showing off her right forearm; covered in the most gorgeous tattoo you've ever seen.

"Hi Ellie, i'm Y/N." You smile, shaking her hand– it's a little sweaty which you blame on the heat, but she blames on you. Your eyes flicker back to her arm. "I really like your tattoo! It's really pretty." You beam as you let her hand go.

You're really pretty. She makes a note to herself to never wear a long sleeve around you ever.

"Oh thanks, I got it a few years ago." She replies, unsure of what to add. God why do pretty girls make my brain go dumb?

Just as Dina was about to intervene, Tommy calls for Ellie over the fence. "Ellie, Joel needs your help planning the first 3 day hikes, Mia can't go!" He shouts before walking back towards the outdoors tent.

She turns her head back and shouts that she's coming before turning back to look at you, a small smile forms on her lips. "I gotta go before Joel kills me, but uh– it was nice meeting you."

You offer a smile and a "you too" in return as she heads back towards the pool gate. She looks back one last time and you give a little wave.

Of course this small interaction made her chest flutter, and knees weak. She fought every fibre in her body to not look back at you. As she walked towards the group of boys all she could think to herself was: I'm in trouble for sure.

[agenderpidge]

If you want to escape Florida, I have a proposal for you!

Or really if you just don’t want to be wherever you currently are in the US…

Hi there! I’m Benji, and even tho I don’t post here much anymore, I still want to do what I can to help my LGBTQ+ family who are concerned for their safety in this messed up world we’re currently trying to survive in.

So here is what I’m proposing: come work at Girl Scout camp in Washington state with me this summer! Here is why:

Positions start at $600/wk

Free housing

Free food

First aid/CPR/mental health first aid training included

Red Cross lifeguard certification included for lifeguards (then you can go guard lives elsewhere!)

LGBTQ+ friendly and supportive environment

Sooo many new friends who will likely last a lifetime

Great experiences you can’t find anywhere else

Professional development

Flexible contracts

A foot in the door in one of the coolest, most accepting places in the country

Disconnect from the horrors of the world while living in the woods for 2 months (there’s actually still wifi and cell service, you’re not totally stranded)

The camp director has 2 very good dogs and some chickens

Me, I’ll be there, that’s a bonus, right? I’ll at least pick you up from the airport probably (someone will, and I enjoy doing it, so it will probably be me)

A little bit about me and my experience:

I’m agender transmasc and use they/them pronouns. I’ve been a Girl Scout since I was in first grade and have worked at Girl Scout camps since 2005. I moved to Washington to work at Camp Robbinswold in 2014. I was the assistant director there for 3 summers and was actually working there when I began my own transition! I took a few years off, and returned last summer to Camp River Ranch as the assistant director again. I’m reprising the role yet again this summer, though our staff is splitting the summer between Camp River Ranch and Camp St. Albans, so I am excited to add another GSWW camp to my resume!

Girl Scouts of Western Washington has been leading the nation and setting the standard for all Girl Scout councils in regards to justice, equality, diversity, and inclusion. In 2015, a donor requested their $100.000 donation for camper scholarships back because GSWW insisted on including trans girls in their membership numbers. The #forEVERYgirl campaign was launched to re-earn those funds and did so three times over. Not only does GSWW accept trans girls as members and campers, but allows nonbinary and transmasculine youth to join! Not only do we accept them, but Camp Robbinswold will be running its second LGBTQ+ camp this summer!

Anyway, feel free to message me if you have any questions, or go ahead and check out the link for details, available positions, and to apply!

Happy Camping!

-Benji “Link” Mitroi

[aechii]

₍⁠₍ SPEAK NO EViL ₎⁠₎ ~ CH. 1

[ a kylian mbappe series ]

SYNOPSiS ! it's summer break, where, yes, academic freedom ensues, but for stellar, upcoming young football stars, an unmissable opportunity springs. bondy elite summer academy prepares its youth for the professional world, and inevitably, everybody is hungry to succeed. girl or boy. life isn't kind to 18 year old kylian mbappe, and being mute seems to be a limiting factor of his progress. but once he's accepted into the football camp, he's determined to prove that his football speaks for itself. yet, in the midst of fatal determination and apathetic competitiveness, he doesn't expect to grow intrigue for [y/n], a profound player in the camp's feminine unit, whose kindness and exquisite skill awakens a visceral feeling within kylian, showing him someone else that he could love in a world filled with hate.

PAiRiNG ! mute!kylian x fem!reader | fem!reader x oc!boyfriend

A/N ! FIRST CHAP!!! bro im actually excited for this series, there's alot in store heheh. this chapter- moreover, the whole damn story lol- is mainly kylian-centric, but dw, reader has her little spotlight in this chap too, and will be more integrated into kylian's very life soon 👀 see this chapter as establishing context/introducing the characters, so it isn't necessarily long (3.3k-ish), and i am expecting to make them longer (hopefully >5k) anyways, i hope you enjoyyyy ❤

SERiES MASTERLiST ! here!

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“[y/n].”

it takes a while for the girl to respond, and even, she does so with a near-muted hum. the navy blue envelope stares back at her, rich in elitism, unopened. she doesn’t know why she’s hesitant to read it, she hadn’t cared much about her fate with bondy, applied for the sake of doing so, but deep inhibition craves the word ‘congratulations’ at the top of the sheet. 

“[y/n], babe, open it.”

the voice that comes from beside her, galvanises her conscience out of its reverie, and nimble fingers slowly dig into the fused flap, tearing it. slips the paper out of its casing, stares at it, but shakes her head, giving it to her boyfriend instead.

“i can’t do it- you do it-”

zion laughs, taking it from her hands as he begins to unfold it, “i thought you didn’t care.”

“well i do,” she fiddles with the rings on her fingers, “get on with it, zion.”

quietude absorbs the space as zion reads the words on paper, face neutral so as to not reflect any emotion of what he scrutinises, and it propels [y/n]’s palpitations. 

“what does it say?”

her boyfriend stays silent, and her fingers begin to vibrate anxiously, “zion, what does  it say?”

the smile that inculcates his face showers [y/n] in relief, and in the process, her first instinct is to laugh heartily.

“no way!”

“you got in, babe, you got in!” in an instant, his arms rope themselves around his girlfriend, squeezing her tightly as her giggles seem to be endless. 

“now you don’t have to worry about going alone,” [y/n] jokes as she unravels herself from her boyfriend’s embrace, pinching his cheek. he slaps her grip away, rolling his eyes before pulling her in for a cuddle, “worry? i can do just fine without you.”

his statement triggers a loud snort and a questioning glance from the girl. they both knew that him lacking her presence could result in endless amount of calls, all of which could last for hours. 

“zion. don’t lie.”

he sighs, “fine.”

they don’t talk for a few minutes, seeking solitude in the warmth of each other. the excitement that broods within the both of them is inexplicable; proceeding into a new stage, a momentous opportunity, with their lover was something that they had always wanted. and now that it was finally in fruition, they were impatient for the 5 weeks to pass. 

“imagine how powerful us as a football couple will be,” zion says.

[y/n] shuffles a bit in his arms, “indescribable, i suppose. though, people will love me more.”

zion scoffs, “don’t shit yourself, [y/n]. i’m better than you at football– and don’t lie!”

“yeah, yeah whatever,” she brushes him off, “literally hate you.”

he presses a kiss into her cheek, hard and sloppy, “love you too babe.”

+_-

“kylian.”

the boy stares, astonished, at the piece of paper in his hands, and his eyes rake over the words countlessly as if to permanently imprint them in his brain. though, he thinks that if he does it enough times, the letters would swirl into an incomprehensible smudge of black and he would wake up from this too real dream. 

his mother calls him again, and he grants her the etiquette of looking at her. 

the smile on her face is soft, fragile, like it is inches away from crumbling into a relieved sob. kylian rules the probability of that happening not entirely impossible, his mother is, afterall, renowned for being overly emotional.  

“are you happy?” she asks. he nods, reading the paper again before hurriedly pulling his mother into a tight hug. she laughs, circling her arms around her son; savours the warmth that emanates through his skin into hers. it’s scarce that kylian initiates any touch, and when he does, it is overwhelmingly grounding. 

“i’m proud of you.”

he untangles himself from his mother’s embrace, grin gleaming so brightly, and it makes her heart swell. 

“thank you,” kylian signs, “couldn’t have done it without you. or dad. or ethan.”

his blunder evokes a chuckle from his mum, and she brings him into another tight hug. kylian feels the tender tremble of her arms and jokingly rolls his eyes, “you’re scared, aren’t you?”

“why won’t i be, ky? you’re growing up-”

“not about that.”

his mum sighs, breaking the hug as she takes her son’s hand into her palms. she notices how her’s only takes up half of his and it’s gratifying, the realisation that kylian was no longer her waist’s height. 

“i will be fine maman, you don’t need to worry.” a charming smile crawls its way onto his lips. his mother tries to render it convincing, but every bad what if runs through her head in that instance, and she can’t help but grow anxious. yet she knows how much this opportunity means to kylian, which had, in the past, seemed like an unobtainable chance for a boy who loved football just as much as any other, but was just a bit too different to be deemed right. 

a period of silence passes as his mother ponders and weighs her thoughts, then kylian’s voice snaps her back. 

“maman?”

the frown that dips her lips diminishes quickly.

“sorry i… zoned out.”

kylian exhaled, “you’re overthinking again, don’t do that or i’ll find myself bound at home when i’m supposed to be meeting ronaldo.”

his mother laughs at his words, “you think you’ll meet him there? i haven’t heard of such a thing.”

the boy walks over to the sink, grabs a glass, and starts filling it with water, “it’s bondy academy,” he shrugs, “anything can happen.”

eyeing her son as he gulps down his drink, she shakes her head whimsically, leaning against the counter, “you stay focused when you’re there, okay? i don’t want you to give them a reason to not refer you.”

kylian makes a face, as if her words were pungent, “it’s just me and football there, can’t and won’t give them what they want.”

it isn’t the first time kylian had applied, but with how competitive the spots were, and after being, inevitably, incapable of undergoing an interview, he had been rejected 2 years in a row. he finds it rather bewildering how, after all these years, he is being considered to become a bondy elite, and knows that he will need to try twice- or even thrice- as hard as the rest to prove his deserved place there. 

“you know, they will do anything to throw you off, right?” his mother’s tone hardens as her face falls stoic. 

“i know,” he drags a chair, sitting on it backwards, before his shoulders rise and fall, “and i’ll prove to them that i’m stronger than i may seem.” 

he barely finishes as his mother’s phone rings. she excuses herself, picking the call, and as he hears her accent grow thick with familiarity, he rules the caller as one of her close peers. she leaves the kitchen, but no more than a second later, ethan shuffles in, legs sluggish and eyes barely open,manoeuvring around the room as if by muscle memory. kylian glances at the time and sees the clock both hands pointing at 12. 

“what time do you call this?” kylian playfully reprimands. knows that his brother takes advantage of the lenience of summer break, sleeping in until the sun was way too alive and excited to greet any late-risers. frankly speaking, the extra 3 hours he had stayed in bed for, in kylian’s eyes, could’ve snuck in a good practice session. 

“i care for my rest, kylian.” 

the older boy perks up an eyebrow, vision trailing the mass of flesh and bones of his brother, “but until 12pm?”

ethan stops his movements, turning around to glare at kylian, before the distasteful ripple of a ravenous stomach reminds him of his initial intentions in the kitchen, “if i wasn’t so hungry, i would be in for longer.”

kylian throws him a disgruntled look, rolling his eyes, “so what time then? the summer doesn’t give you the excuse of sleeping in so late. i say it every year and will continue to do so.”

ethan groans. he’s endured too much hellish education during the year to suffer through the same routine during the holidays and waking up at 12pm, which wasn’t even that serious, is the least kylian should worry about. 

“you know training went over time yesterday. i literally walked through the doors at 10pm last night!”

“as if anything would’ve changed if you came home normally, ethan,” kylian deadpans. by now, he has walked over to the fridge, reaching in to grab a drink. he feeds off of lucozade, however unhealthy it may be. 

ethan ignores him, pouring milk into a bowl. he sits down by the table, about to shove a spoonful of cereal into his mouth before he notices the letter, opened and bearing the unmistakable inscription from a football camp that he has garnered too much disdain for over the years.

he sighs, dropping the spoon, “don’t tell me you signed up for bondy and allowed yourself to be rejected… again?” he sounds as if he is all too familiar with the ordeal, face unamused, “i thought you agreed to not sign up this year…”

ethan loves his brother too dearly to put up with his crushed mood, extending over days where he refused to communicate verbally and resulted to signing, even which was lacklustre and was scarce of its normal gusto. bondy is a dream for any teenager within the precinct, and was undeniably kylian’s also, yet it were times like this, when the summer begins and he’s still met with a deflated kylian every morning (afternoon), that makes ethan come to terms with the fact that football was structured against anybody who didn’t fit their ideal, no matter how small a difference may be. 

but what he doesn’t expect to see is a smile beaming on the face of his brother, and his initial thought is no. way. 

“read it, ethan.”

he doesn’t hesitate to, snatching the paper from the table with neck-snapping velocity, and kylian watches on with an undying grin as ethan’s eyes rapidly scan the words on the page. they widen with every passing second, and the next, kylian feels winded as his brother crashes into him with a bone-slamming hug. can’t dissipate the laughter erupts out of his throat; it’s endearing, how much this means to his brother, and it’s not even him that’s going (and truthfully, he never plans to). 

“alright, alright, you can let go of me now,” kylian’s hands press into his brother’s shoulders to push him away, but is met with an even stronger force as ethan tightens the hug, replying with a muffled, “no way.”

he doesn’t fight his brother’s resistance, and rather basks in the affection for a little bit longer. it’s not always they hug like this, but when they do, it's a feeling kylian likes to revel within for as long as he can. 

he’s released from the hug, not long after, ethan looking at him with something that could equate to pride, he doesn’t know what, yet it makes him want to cry. 

“you did it, bro.” then a soft punch to the shoulder. kylian just smiles back and says, “yeah, finally.”

ethan doesn’t stop looking at him as his face glazes over with earnest, “be strong, yeah? get through those 5 weeks and come home with a referral.”

“that’s my aim,” kylian’s gaze drops, but he picks it up again. he doesn’t want to reflect any hesitation or chances of second thoughts. wants to show ethan that he's ready, upfront in whatever battle may come in due time. 

“brice will probably be there with me, you know he gets accepted every year,” kylian attempts to reassure his brother when notices his eyes flicker with worry, but ethan shakes his head. 

“and even if he isn’t there, i know you can-”

“okay, maybe not that far yet,” kylian is fast to quench ethan’s thoughts. he’s aware that life is fast paced, he’s already 18 and classified as an adult. knows that soon, he’d need to survive the world by himself, but there is an ever undercurrent of anxiety that hums through his veins anytime he would think about it. wishes that he could suck it up, but he knew he wasn’t ready. like he physically could not. 

“soon, ethan,” kylian murmurs, “soon.”

his younger brother exhales, nods, then reaches out to initiate a bump of fists. 

“proud of you.”

+_-

when brice calls, kylian is knowing of the words that he greets him with. an exchange that occurs every year, for the past 2, on the same day, as if he hasn’t been told many times and is already forecasting what is to be said. 

“got the letter from bondy again. i’m turning it down-”

“like you do every year, i know brice.”

the other side of the phone is silent. kylian hears indistinct shuffling, before, “why do you sound so… gleeful?”

“what? is it a crime to be happy?”

brice scoffs, “i’m not saying that. it’s just… you’re not normally this happy when i tell you.”

kylian, in his room, slumps into his bed, back against the mattress as he stares at the ceiling. the exhilaration in his flesh is omnipresent, “you don’t need to do that this time.”

“what?” brice’s voice lacks amplitude but is riddled with utter shock. kylian can imagine the boy, mouth agape, eyes disclosing their tinted scleras.

“i’ll be joining you this year, brice.” when they undulate into the air, the words sound so foreign to kylian. he’s waiting for the pinch to his skin that would wake him up, but it never comes. 

“i don’t believe you,” brice says, absolute, “i need to see the letter for myself, send a picture- no actually, i’m coming over.”

kylian laughs at his friend’s antics as he rolls his eyes, “yeah no. you stay where you are and i’ll send you a picture of it.” brice has the tendency to invite himself over, unannounced. conjures excuses that don’t make half sense to give him a reason why he’s doing so. kylian would never admit it, but he finds it endearing. 

“aw come on,” brice whines, “i’m just a street away. it would save you from wasting your energy, you’ll need it for summer camp, you know.”

kylian just sighs, giving in, but decides it comes with a cost, “fine, since you want to come over so bad, do so. but whilst you’re here, you might as well help me pack.”

“and i now don’t have packing to do?”

“please, brice, who are you kidding? you’ll leave it until the last minute,” kylian expresses monotonously. he hears the boy grumble over the phone, then a slam of the door follows shortly after.

“get off my phone. i’ll meet you in 2 minutes.”

kylian snickers, then slips in a “gladly,” before cutting the line. the doorbell shrills the second he does, and he thinks that brice had speed walked there. his predictions are correct as he tumbles down the stairs, opening the door to see an out-of-breath brice before him.

“you’re more eager than me.”

brice says nothing, shoving him out the way inside. the cool air that bleeds out of the air con and diffuses around the house presses comfort into his skin. he makes a cry of satisfaction, standing in front of the conditioner placed near the front door.

“i love how you’re using me for thermal advantages.”

brice closes his eyes, tilting his head as the chilled air blows in his face, “i will pretend i never heard that- matter of fact,” he suddenly opens his eyes, “where’s that damned letter?” he doesn’t wait for kylian to tell him where it is, and makes a beeline for his room. 

“it’s… upstairs…” kylian shakes his head, smiling softly, then follows his friend. 

by the time he gets there, he sees brice already studying the paper, mouth mumbling the words that he reads. a grin accumulates gradually on his lips, “i can’t believe it. after 2 tedious years,” he folds the paper into its habitual creases,”but… why now? not that i’m questioning your ability or anything, you know how good you are.”

“no, i understand where you’re coming from,” kylian exhales as he sits on the edge of his bed. brice joins him.

“i’m still wondering why they’re now accepting me, but they have, so i’m not worried about it.”

a hand comes to ruffle his hair, kylian shoves the boy off instinctively, “bro- what are you doing?”

“i’m so proud of you kylian!” 

“thank you, but hello? my hair?”

brice waves him off, standing up again as he walks toward the wardrobe, “you’ll get over it,” kylian does not. he glares at the boy before him, reaching for the table beside his bed to grab his brush, smoothing his hair down. 

“where’s this suitcase that we need to pack?”

“look up, brice.”

he does, and notices the luggage bag resting upon the wardrobe. makes a noise of surprise before turning to his friend, “so, are you going to help me or not?”

huffing, kylian aids the boy to drag the case down, flipping it open as brice digs through the pile of clothes situated in a drawer, “you don’t need that many clothes,” he tosses a few pairs of jeans to kylian, “they have washing machines there.”

kylian looks at the jeans, perplexed, “then why do i need 3 if i’m barely gonna wear them?”

brice doesn’t respond, just smiles, and continues rummaging.

“brice.”

“kylian.” he doesn’t look up and instead, excavates a couple of graphic t shirts that he hurls in his friend’s direction. the shit-eating grin that scours his face doesn’t dissipate, leaving kylian in deeper scepticism.

“stop looking at me like that, k, you’ll find out soon enough.”

kylian’s face flashes one devoid of humour, “you make it hard to forget that you’ve been to bondy before.”

“you’ll thank me for my experiences soon enough,” brice chides and kylian shakes his head, “it’s been like, what? 2 years since you last went? how can you remember anything?”

brice huffs out a laugh, “oh trust me, bondy is one hell of an experience,” throws another faded garment at kylian, who takes one look at it and chucks it back, “doesn’t fit me.”

“why is it still in here then?” brice sounded like a chastising mother, and it evokes a chuckle out of his friend.

“dunno,” kylian starts to fold, or rather roll, his clothes, situating them neatly in his suitcase, “and even so, didn’t you last go when you were a junior? elite camp is obviously different-”

“in terms of training intensity and expectation, yes,” brice educates, “but i can assure you, the same shit goes down in elite camp just as in junior– probably just a bit more… thrilling, if you will.”

“you mean dangerous, riddled with debauchery.”

brice feigns contemplation, then nods, “absolutely.”

a grimace makes its way upon kylian’s face, “don’t make me have second thoughts, i’m only there to play football and get referred.”

“and so is everyone else,” brice is helping kylian fold now, “just that teenagers like to mesh ambition and fun into a hellish, potentially fatal mix.” 

he then stops, half creased shirt in hand, and looks kylian dead in the eye, “just hope you get out of there alive.”

brice notices kylian’s muscles tense and cease, then starts laughing. kylian shoves him roughly, “i didn’t find that funny.”

it takes a while for brice to settle down again, apologising with sorries that he didn’t half mean. kylian, disgruntled, ignores the boy in front of him, shoving items upon the growing pile. 

he doesn’t know why he tolerates the guy.

[study-with-aura]

Wednesday, July 31, 2024

I feel like my posts have been dry lately, specifically my study photos. It's not a bad thing. It merely forces me to get a little more creative with my setup. In my defense, I have been taking these photos later than usual, usually right before I post (I adjust the temperature and use my regular filter 'blossom' so it doesn't look dull). I did buy washi tape, so maybe I can utilize that somehow once it gets here. The ones I got are so cute! I can't wait to show them to all of you!

As mentioned in yesterday's post, I will not be posting again until Sunday, but I will still have my phone to check in on the app. I am really excited for the weekend overnight! I never get to do too much with the youth group because of ballet during the academic year and camps over the summer that run into youth night, so this will be a good thing! I'm really close with the other girls my age in the youth group, and even a few that are a couple of years older. Other than Sundays, we don't really see much of each other.

Oh! And in final news, I have an interview for this really cool leadership project that involves media, event planning, fundraising, and even community service! It's all volunteer and the commitment is only 2-3 times a month on the weekends, so it fits my availability. But it feels like going out for a job! I need two letters of recommendation, had to fill out an application, and now I have an interview. I am really excited, and I really hope I get it! I'm not sure how many people actually apply, but the applicants are very limited in the fact that you have to identify as a girl, be in the last three years of high school, be regularly involved with a church, and you have to meet certain academic requirements outside of grade level whether that be through GPA, extracurricular leadership, sports leadership, or whatever. Plus you have to live within a certain vicinity because it's only available to girls in that community since it's for that community. And they accept around 30 applicants, so the possibility of me being accepted is actually quite high. The interview is next week, and I'm a little nervous, but I'm also looking forward to the experience.

I'm off to get ready for bed. Have a great weekend everyone, and I will see you again on Sunday! 💛💛💛

Tasks Completed:

History 9 - Learned about impressionism in music + learned about Claude Debussy + studied Debussy's Prelude of The Afternoon Faun, Claire de lune, and Voiles

KA GRF Algebra 2 - Completed Unit 4: Lessons 3-5 + Unit 4: Quiz 3

Duolingo - Studied for approximately 30 minutes (Spanish + French + Chinese) + completed daily quests

Piano - 60-minute piano lesson + practiced for two hours in one hour split sessions

Reading - Read pages 125-162 of The Luminaries by Susan Dennard

Chores -  None today

Activities of the Day:

Morning yoga

Swimming

Personal Bible Study (Psalms 25)

Church youth group

Journal/Mindfulness

[cadet-aviator]

Camp (1)

Signing up for Elite Army Cadet camp, and being formally ‘enlisted’ as an Army Cadet added considerably to my disciplinary burden. 

I now had a second uniform to take care of, a new set of rules and regulations to make my own.

I had to deal with new inspections by Army officers, both at the compound and at home, who were a lot stricter than the ones who did the inspections for school cadets.

I had been a pretty good cadet in the school program, almost perfect, I might say – but for the Army guys nothing was good enough. It was like the whole thing started all over again, from point zero. ‘Stand straight boy. Shoulders back. Lapels need to be on the shoulders, not hanging down from them.’ Et cetera. And all that in my own bedroom.

Demerits were handed out like free candy. I found myself back at my desk on long Sunday afternoons, copying out the manual, writing ‘punishment essays’ (on topics like ‘Correct behaviour for a cadet in the presence of officers’, 700 words) and so forth.

I guess I was used to being disciplined, and I didn’t disagree with the reprimands, but it was stressful nonetheless – and that was mostly because this three-week camp was hanging over my head. Something at the back of my mind told me this was not going to be fun; I guess what worried me most was the thought that I might not be able to cope, that my school cadet training had been childs play, not the real thing. I didn’t want to fail. Expectations were high.

When the day arrived I presented myself at 4.45 AM at the Army barracks, from where a bus was going to take us, in about a 5-hour drive, into the hills. I confess that I was not too keen, that day. 

The Camp was going to take up my entire term break while my family was flying back to Europe for Christmas, they were even going skiing for a bit, so I missed all that. If my parents had second thoughts about my absence, they kept it to themselves. All they said was ‘Well, son, if this is what you want, you might as well apply yourself’ – and my Dad would casually mention that the Admiral had been in touch with him and he was apparently very pleased that I had accepted the offer and he was sure I was going to be a success. No pressure there, then.

At the bus it became clear, immediately, that if I or any of the other cadets had any idea that this was going to be exciting and interesting like a scout adventure camp, they were mistaken.

After I presented myself and my name was checked on their clipboard, the junior officers proceeded to inspect my uniform, made harsh remarks about my ‘general demeanor’ and ‘attitude’, all elements that would be ‘assessed’ and graded. My last haircut had been only two weeks before, but already that was considered inadequate, and got me my first demerit.

I knew some of the other cadets, vaguely, but there was to be no fraternising on the long bus ride: we were strictly forbidden to talk to each other. Speaking was now a privilege that had to be earned. And so I sat there, for 5 hours, staring at the endless greenery outside and at the perfect haircut and the perfectly ironed collar of the boy in front of me. Already, this peculiar numbness set in, that came with drill – shutting down your brain, not doing anything other than ‘being there’ in alert, obedient cadet mode.

And to give you an idea of what was in store, in terms of insane strictness: the bus was about half an hour late. Busy traffic, difficult roads. We were lined up outside, and told that we incurred two demerits each for ‘tardiness’. As if that had been even remotely our fault… I had to have my haircut, straightaway.

The Camp itself was a big place. I think it was originally a summer retreat for the army in colonial times. It had a rather nice mansion which held an officers’ club, a bit like a hotel. There were a lot of high ranking officers who spent a week or so there, for a conference, but basically to relax and enjoy the other part of the Camp: the cadets’ barracks and the parade ground. 

I soon found out that that’s what we were really there for: entertainment.

Young officers of the Academy would be given a chance to practice their drill command skills on us, and their performance was supervised and assessed – so they were nervous, and insanely strict. I had been a really good drill cadet, but this was on an entirely different level. 

Usually, if you were introduced to a new manoeuvre, a new element, a difficult turn or a complicated salute or a difficult change in pace, you would be given a chance to practice it, make some errors. At school, they would video us if the move was particularly difficult, and we’d sit together afterwards to receive feedback.

Here, the mood and the process were very different. The young drill officers assumed that we were already well versed in the Army cadet drill routines. They would stand before us and tell us what was going to happen, and then proceeded to make us execute that.

During the first days I was often at a loss, completely, and others were too. We would miss our pace, bump into each other. And so we had to do the thing again, and again, and then again.

Oddly enough, this was not like you see in American movies, with sergeants screaming orders loudly in a cadet’s ear, terrifying them into obedience. This was all done in a more Asian style, calm and direct, clear and with absolute authority. The orders, however, were unbelievable, sometimes.

The daily routine would be warmup exercises from 6am to 7am, then showers and uniform inspection, then breakfast. Drill from 8 to 10, possibly extended if we were deemed too slow or incompetent. A bit of early lunch, usually on the parade ground.

After that, more drill, or a march, long, sometimes 10k, sometimes longer (I did a 25k once) – and always off-camp, so through the dense tropical forest, very hot and humid, on muddy roads.

Depending on our drill performance we would be given backpacks loaded with just dumb weight, bags of water.

These marches would completely wipe me out. There were moments where I just crashed, down in the mud. 

The officer wouldn’t yell at me. He would take his time: ‘Please gather yourself, cadet, resume your position in the squad’. Then he would calmly inform me of the consequences: ‘Leaving the squad formation without permission incurs two demerits, cadet. Not standing to attention when an officer adresses you incurs two demerits, cadet.’

And when I got back up, all exhausted and wet and muddy, he would inspect my uniform. One of the insane things of the camp was that we were supposed to be in full cadet uniform at all times – including the tie. When you’ve just done a 10k walk through the jungle in the rain, your uniform will not look crisp. Your tie may have slipped a bit.

And that would be noted: ‘For unsatisfactory appearance, two demerits, cadet. Report to the disciplinary office at the camp immediately after return, cadet; you will undergo additional inspections tonight, cadet.’

But that was not all. 

[waitingonher]

i’d like to submit a matchup req please!!! happy 800 btw lovie 💗

1. i’m in the pjo fandom

2. my gender preference is generally guys and i’m a girl

3. i’m extremely talkative, i like to think i’m a child of aphrodite but i’m not too sure 😭, i’m a pretty outgoing person and i can be very loud sometimes. i have brown eyes and long brown hair, olive skin

4. a big one for me is physical touch but i also really enjoy quality time and i’m not too great about words of affirmation

5. i’m a runner so that’s definitely a hobby of mine, as well as playing tennis or going to the beach. i’ve been tanning a lot lately but i don’t know if that’s a hobby

6. i think my ideal first date isn’t anything super romantic, because that seems like a lot of pressure for me, so maybe not dinner or anything. i’d say more of a hangout type thing, so maybe seeing a movie or going to a museum

7. as for traits i look for in a partner i think i look for someone a little more easy going and level headed, since i can be a lot to handle sometimes. the biggest thing i look for is probably someone who can match my energy so like we can have silly moments but also deep conversations

8. this is such a cool event! thank you so much for sharing your love with us and again congratulations <3

your matchup is . . . percy jackson!!

dating percy is basically like dating your best friend that you do romantic things with every so often!

with his personality, he’d definitely be capable of keeping up with you in terms of conversations. one minute you two could be rambling about the camp drama, and then somehow you’d get into the meaning of life. it’s kind of jarring to those around you LOL because one second you and percy are laughing your asses off at the stupidest things then all of a sudden you guys are straight-faced, engaged in some super deep topic. 

morning & evening runs around camp with percy!! 

before meeting you, he never really considered that someone could just…run for fun? so when you wake percy up at the asscrack of dawn, asking if he wants to go for a quick jog around the lake with you, he seriously thinks he’s having one of his demigod nightmares. after he woke up a little more, he realized that you were in fact very serious. albeit percy got up very reluctantly, he still went with you (because there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for you <3). 

evenutally, percy comes to realize that he enjoys these runs with you! so now it’s become a thing of yours to run together either in the morning or evening to beat the summer sun. your routes tend to change every so often for some variety. one day it’ll be around the strawberry fields and another it’ll be by the lake! but of course, his favorite days are when your runs lead you two down to the beach. 

the majority of dates with percy are definitely more laidback compared to others. not to say that he isn’t capable of planning something more romantic, because he can, it’s just he prefers dates that feel more like hangouts! 

tanning dates with percy!!!

if he’s being honest, he doesn’t really understand the hype of tanning. because to him, why would he want to purposefully lay down while the hot sun beats down on him? percy would much rather spend that time in the water. and that’s exactly what he does.

your boyfriend would accompany you to the beach, help you with the hard to reach areas when you apply your tanning products, lay down with you for a solid minute, then run off to the waves. LOL he kinda gives off this vibe!!

percy thinks it’s really cute and funny whenever the tan begins to settle in and you get all excited about your tan lines.

the only time he’s EVER fully stayed with you for a tanning session was when he realized he could make little designs on himself after you had done a smiley face on your hip with the sunscreen. but instead of the regular smiley face or star, percy decided to do p.j. + (your initials) on his chest. 

maybe he doesn’t mind sitting in the hot sun because at least he has you there with him <3

your second contender was . . . jason grace!!

. . .

author's note: thank you so much nonnie! i really appreciate you <3 also i wanna tan so badly too...i used to be so tan when i was younger :( feel free to give me some tanning tips nonnie

[gabithefanwriter]

I Gotta Find You: Luka Couffaine x Female Reader Camp Rock AU

So reader ends up at Camp Rock. She is good friends with Zoe. And the thing is that in a midst of panic of wanting to be popular, she becomes Zoe herself. Only Mylene and Marinette know reader's real identity (they think Zoe is a false persona). Chloe never met Zoe and they were supposed to meet at camp (irl she forgot Zoe existed for 10 years rofl) It's only part 1. Will DEFINITELY be edited in the future. Oh my god I'm so rusty when it comes to fanfictions. It definitely could've been better and I will edit it in the future FOR SURE.

Y/n was shaking from excitement.

Her dad just dropped her off at Camp Rock (thinking it was math camp), a dream of Y/n's that she was lucky enough to reach. Of course, her family were never as financially stable as one would hope, and because of that, the young teen girl needed to apply for work to be able to afford some parts here, so she applied for the only job available: kitchen duty. Without much looking, Y/n found her twin bedroom, seeing that the roommate had already left her things, so Y/n quickly took the free bed. Only one thing made her feel truly saddened. Her best friend , Zoe, wasn't gonna join camp, so the teen would be alone.

When she left a majority of her things, she made her way to the grand stage, where the major welcoming ceremony was about to happen. Just as she passed by the door, Y/n bumped into a girl shorter than her, with wide gamboge eyes and colourful dreadlocks, and she smiled at her. "Hey, I assume you're my roommate. I'm glad to meet you! I'm Y/n."

"Hi, Y/n, I'm Mylene. I'm happy to meet you too," the girl replied and shook Y/n's hand. "I was just about to grab something. If you want to wait we can both go to the stage and see the welcoming ceremony?"

"Definitely!" Y/n smiled.

The girls had just reached the stage, Y/n was actively chatting with Mylene, telling her a quick summary about the taller girl's life and her summer job in the kitchens with the Dupain-Cheng family, until the h/c girl saw a someone her age with dark blue pigtails walking around handing out foods. Y/n assumed this was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. "Hey Mylene, is that-"

"Marinette? Yeah, let's go say hi."

Both girls walked up to the assumed 'Marinette', with Y/n greeting her. "Hi. I assume you're Marinette?"

"OH!" The girl spun around and greeted the pair. "Hello, yes! I'm Marinette. Are you the girl who will be working with us during the summer? Y/n, right?"

Y/n nodded. "That's me!"

Marinette smiled. "Then I'll find you later, take care!"

With that, the pair walked around again, memorizing what and where everything was in case they needed anything. It wasn't until they saw a trio of girls walking around, one with brown hair, one with blonde hair in a ponytail and a ginger with a short haircut and glasses.

"Mylene, who are they?" Y/n asked, a small feeling of familiarity when she glance at the trio. Mylene looked up and sighed. "Those three? The brunette is Lila Rossi, the blonde is Mayor Bourgeois' daughter; Chloe Bourgeois and that's Sabrina Raincomprix. They are one of the popular three girls. Lila says she knows so many people from high positions in the music industry, and she makes many donations to them all. And because of that she targets people of a poorer background, like Marinette, and because Mari can't protect herself, she's the first target."

Just as Mylene said those words, Y/n saw Lila bully Marinette, the baker girl holding a tray in defense as Lila laughed, still a good distance away from everyone so no one could see.

Y/n bit her lip, as she was approached by the new girls. Truth was, Y/n had known about Chloe from Zoe, as both blondes were half sisters. Y/n smiled at the trio that approached them. "Hi! It's nice to meet you."

"Hey, I'm Lila Rossi."

"I know, I'm a huge fan of you and your donations."

"Of course you are." Lila smirked. "So, who are you, and what's your name?"

"I...um..." In a moment of panic, Y/n spoke up. "I'm Zoe Lee."

"Why does that name sound familiar?" Chloe scoffed and thought. Sabrina asked. "Who're your parents?"

"My mom is, uh," Y/n replied with wide eyes. "Audrey Bourgeois."

"So that's why... you're the sister they have told me about!" Chloe exclaimed. Y/n nodded. "Uh, yeah! Definitely!"

"Well, what are you doing? We need to give you a makeover, stat!" Chloe exclaimed as she, Lila and Sabrina walked away. Before they left for good though, Lila turned back to Y/n. "Come to our cabin later, and you can be one of us!"

"Uh, I'll pass by for sure!" Y/n smiled, sighing out in relief as they left. The girls then turned to the stage and heard a voice. A woman with a grey braid and glasses climbed onto the stage.

"Hello campers! Welcome to the older and newer members to the greatest of all music camps, where everyone finds their own style of music so they can play, sing or compose new music and songs! I'm Anarka, co-owner of Camp Rock."

"Hi Anarka!" Everyone called out.

"Here we like to sing, so try that again!" The woman smirked.

"Hi Anarka..." everyone tried to harmonize, failing slightly as everyone laughed slightly. Anarka smiled sweetly. "Well, we have work to do. My husband as you all know, Jagged Stone, the other co-owner if Camp Rock is here and your teacher as well! If you have any questions, you can always ask us. Oh! And one more thing! Drumroll please!"

A kid with dark hair and glasses ran forward, creating a beat before stopping for Anarka to continue.

"This year, for the first time ever, we're going to have two important celebrity instructors, and they are our own two kids, Juleka and Luka Couffaine!"

Cheers and screams echoed around, and among those screams were the cheers of Mylene and Y/n, who had a wide open mouth in shock.

After the announcement, Y/n's heart raced as she talked with Mylene about Kitty Section. "They are one of, if not the greatest group of all time! And Juleka and Luka are coming? Luka, my favourite guitarist and singer? Oh my! I'm so excited! I hope I don't make a fool of myself."

"It seems like you've got a bit of a crush there, Y/n/n," Mylene teased. The girl in question blushed in embarrassment. "Oh please, you're one to talk."

Mylene and Y/n giggled as they then parted ways, with Y/n staying behind to help Marinette fix the dining areas. Marinette then turned towards Y/n, smiling at the h/c girl. "Thanks for all the help! We only have the plates to arrange in the dining room. So if you could cover that, I'll deal with everything else out here and then you'll be done for the night!"

"Alright, Marinette, you're the boss."

The pig-tailed girl chuckled, smiling at Y/n before focusing on the task at hand. "Are you excited for the Kitty Section members?"

"Oh, am I?" Y/n smiled brightly. "You got a favourite member, by any chance?"

"Oh, definitely Adrien Agreste! He is absolutely radiant, carefree and dreamy!" Marinette blushed.

Y/n snorted. "So I've heard from the advertisement of the perfume named after him."

"Oh shush!" Marinette laughed embarrassed. "And what about you, Ms. L/n? Any favourite members?"

"Actually yeah, he's gonna be one of the instructors here," Y/n smiled. Marinette smirked. "Oh, the guitarist, huh. Hopefully he picks you out first from the crowd and notices you."

Y/n turned red, stumbling over her words before laughing. "You sneaky fox, Mari!"

The girls laughed for a little while more, before Marinette nodded her head at the dining area as she took the outside.

Marinette only helped Y/n carry plates, cups and utensils to the dining room before continuing the outside.

Soon, when even Marinette finished and went to her parents, Y/n was left alone in the large room, with a piano, and she thought about it for a moment, whether or not she should play it and sing one of her unheard but favourite written songs.

Y/n set down the final cups and plates on a table and sat down at the piano, pulling out her music book from the small messenger bag she had. She set it on the piano and began playing the notes, singing along.

"Do you know what it's like To feel so in the dark? To dream about a life Where you're the shining star? Even though it seems Like it's too far away I have to believe in myself It's the only way."

"This is real, this is me I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, now Gonna let the light shine on me Now I've found who I am There's no way to hold it in No more hiding who I want to be This is me."

She sighed and gathered everything, tucking her music book in her messenger bag as she left, unaware of the company of a certain black-blue-haired rockstar underneath the window where she played.

When she was gone, the blue-haired boy escaped the fangirls and entered the room. "Hello? Hello-o! Who's in here?"

He walked over to the piano, looking down at the keys, still mesmerized by the stunning voice he heard. He narrowed his blue eyes in thought on who it could be.