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staynoonaz9290 · 1 year

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Temptation - S2 (Ch. 25)

Where Maddie and Lila are back six months later, still managers of Stray Kids, navigating the world of incubi, and worse… Dealing with unexpected feelings

Group: Stray Kids

Pairing: Each SKZ Member/Fem! Reader (Third Person-Lila and Maddie)

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Warnings: Sexual Content (a LOT of sexual content-please don't read if this makes you uncomfortable), Sex with multiple members (at separate times), Sex-to-survive (Incubi/Succubi), Desperation, Oral Sex (M-Given/F-Given), Fingering, Language, Supernatural Love, Excessive Drinking, Crack Fic, Age Difference, Slight OOC, Slight Angst, Love Triangle

Word Count: 2,064

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Maddie and Lila were back in the living room, alone now, the two of them putting on the k-drama they’d been watching just the night before.

After her shower, Maddie had fixed her face the best she could, not wanting anyone to know how hard she’d been crying in there.

From anger, confusion, hurt, and just frustration.

How dare Hyunjin just leave like that.

Without even talking to Maddie, and giving her the silent treatment instead of answering the same questions he’d thrown in her face.

She’d thought about texting him or calling him; finding a way to go off.

But she knew whenever their next conversation happened, it would have to be in person.

The second she’d opened the door to the bathroom after her shower, Lila had been right on the other side, two mugs of hot chocolate in hand with extra whipped cream, asking if they wanted to camp out in their rooms so she could be alone.

And of course- Maddie had been forever grateful for her best friend.

For a while, the two of them talked, Lila letting Maddie know how absolutely stupid she thought Hyunjin was.

“Giving time for both of you to cool off is one thing, and I get that he needed to feed, but-” Lila had been so irritated, she’d almost spilled her hot chocolate. “I mean, he knows where the extra contracts are, he was totally asking the room in front of you on purpose-”

Maddie had silently agreed, just thankful she wasn’t alone in this annoying, confusing event, and after a while, they’d decided to shift back out into the living room, knowing distraction was always the best medicine.

So now, there they were, Maddie trying her best to pay attention to the k-drama as her mind threatened to wander, Lila right beside her as they shared a bag of popcorn.

To be frank, Maddie just really hated this.

What was she even going to say, when he came back?

When Hyunjin waltzed in there and turned in his contract, some girl’s name signed across the bottom- someone apparently easier to talk to than her- and Maddie had to file it away, marking it down on his chart.

After all the crying and talks, Maddie's main emotion right now was anger.

It was a dick move on his part, to act like this.

Lila was right, he did know where the extra contracts were, and yet he asked the entire room in front of her on purpose.

To make a point.

And what the hell was that accomplishing?

Was he going to run away every time they got into an argument? Find some other girl and hook up with her instead because it’s easier to push Maddie away than to admit to… anything?

Walk around the mansion- where they lived together- not talking to her for three consecutive days, because that was better than saying he was wrong about some things?

And Maddie knew deep down, these thoughts were not one hundred percent fair.

She knew she also hadn’t talked to him for three days, admitted she was wrong or at least admitted her feelings…

Maddie knew that she too was giving Hyunjin the silent treatment, and this was a little out of character for her; she was normally a “let’s talk about this argument now” kind of girl.

But she hadn’t stooped this low.

Hyunjin knew what he’d done would hurt her, and- if she was being honest- that was the part that bothered her the most.

Maddie sighed loudly- standing up from her spot on the sofa and stretching her arms above her head.

“I think I need another hot chocolate…”

Lila’s eyes darted from the TV, eyebrows raised in slight distress.

“Do you want me to make it for you?”

Maddie’s heart warmed- why was she so cute?- laughing softly and shaking her head.

“I got it, thanks,” she replied. “I’ve gotta move around anyway.”

Lila nodded, both of them knowing she wasn’t a person to sit still for very long, and Maddie dropped her arms, walking slowly to the kitchen.

It was empty, and she moved to the counters, feeling heavy with emotion.

This is so stupid

Maddie wondered how long it even took Hyunjin to find a girl anyway; certainly not three hours, considering his track record before they’d started hooking up.

She’d never forget the time Hyunjin found someone, had sex with them, and had them signing a contract all in the time it took them to get snacks at the airport…

Rolling her eyes at the memory of his smug smile when he’d handed over that contract, she wondered why she didn’t heed to the warning signs that were so there from the beginning-

Yanking the cabinet open rather harshly, she started looking around for her favorite Harry Potter mug, knowing it had to be clean since it was with all the dishes yesterday-

“Looking for this?”

Maddie yelped, losing her balance and catching herself on the counter, whirling around and coming face to face with Jeongin, who was standing right beside the kitchen sink.

“Holy-”

She laughed, wondering how many times in a month she could be scared to death in that damn kitchen.

“-when did you come in here?!”

Jeongin chuckled, pointing behind him.

“I just walked in.”

Spotting the mug in his hand, Maddie’s eyes widened with surprise.

“Where did you get that?”

“It was on the drying rack,” he explained, walking closer and handing it over.

She took it delicately, glancing at the mug before smiling at him.

“How did you know this was my favorite?”

She was- once again- charmed by how much Jeongin paid attention to her, wondering how she’d gotten so lucky to know him-

“Hyunjin told me.”

Her softened thoughts came to a screeching halt at his words, Maddie’s eyebrows raising in surprise.

“He did?”

She almost dropped the mug in her surprise, Jeongin chuckling again.

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “I almost put it in the dishwasher last night when we were doing dishes, and Hyunjin stopped me. When I asked why, he said it was your favorite and it won’t change color if you put it in the dishwasher…”

Maddie stared at the black mug in her hands, running her finger along the grooves within the porcelain that would come to life the second she filled it with coffee, showing the Hogwarts castle…

Hyunjin… remembered that?

She bit her lip, stomach clenching anxiously.

“Oh.”

It was all she could say, and for a moment it was quiet between them, Jeongin shifting from one foot to the other.

“Are you okay?”

The question was soft and a little shy, and she looked up at him.

“I’m fine,” she did her best to sound normal, lifting and dropping her shoulders as if everything that had happened the last few days was no big deal.

But Jeongin wasn’t having it, not arguing, but not responding either, just looking at her in that way that had Maddie feeling exposed.

And of course, he knew.

It wasn’t like Jeongin wasn’t there in that living room to witness everything; watch Maddie run off to the bathroom, so obviously crying over Hyunjin…

It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen how the two of them had been avoiding one another since their argument, barely making eye contact, not speaking a word to each other…

It wasn’t like Jeongin hadn’t noticed, in that hallway just two nights ago when he’d told her how he felt, and she hadn’t said anything back…

Yet here he was, asking if she was okay, despite everything.

Despite Maddie- all this time- hanging out with Hyunjin at the same time she hung out with him.

Despite her being so confused that- while she was going on all these outings with Jeongin- she was stupidly falling for Hyunjin…

Things had gotten out of control; Maddie had never wanted this, never wanted- or expected- to get feelings for Hyunjin like that.

And yet…

“I’m sorry…”

The words came tumbling from her lips before she could stop them, eyes meeting his, Jeongin staring back at her.

She was getting choked up again- shit- swallowing hard as she pressed her lips together, feeling so incredibly guilty she felt nauseous-

Their unspoken words now lingered heavy in the air between them; Jeongin here always, Maddie so desperately wanting to like him back enough to choose him.

Jeongin asking her what she wants- if all their time spent together meant more than friendship; Maddie knowing the answer now, but not wanting to say it-

“I never meant to-” she was shifting the mug nervously in her hands. “-to lead you on or- I mean, I didn’t know…”

Her words weren’t coming together right and the lump in her throat was growing.

Because she meant what she said; Maddie had never done any of this on purpose.

Jeongin had been nothing but nice to her from the beginning; a great friend, confidant, someone she could talk to about anything, and made her happy…

She’d enjoyed their time together- always did- and if she had hurt him along the way from her complete obliviousness to her own developing feelings for Hyunjin, she had never meant to-

Jeongin deserved so much better-

He was shaking his head a little, and Maddie knew he could tell she was trying not to cry, smiling sadly.

“It was never gonna be me, Maddie.”

His words were like a stab to the chest, Maddie biting her lip hard enough to bleed, knowing deep down, what he was saying was true-

Hyunjin had always had a hold on her, even when it was just how much he irritated her…

And now she’d opened the door and let him in completely, making her like him despite everything- despite him being with another girl right now-

And even past the reassuring smile and laid-back demeanor, Maddie could see the sadness in Jeongin’s eyes, hating it-

“It should be,” she all but whispered.

Jeongin exhaled shyly, glancing down at their feet.

“You’re amazing, and awesome, and funny, and handsome…”

Maddie swallowed hard.

“And I just… whoever you end up with is going to be so lucky.”

He looked up at that, eyes searching her own, a beat of silence passing between them.

“Thank you,” he said quietly.

Maddie didn’t know what to do; whether things were awkward now, whether he was upset, whether she should give him space or they should go back to normal like they’d already been doing-

“Are we…” she hesitated, holding her mug a little tighter. “Did you still want to go go-karting? Because I uh- I’d like to go still… if you do.”

Maddie knew it was her turn to be the bold one here; to put the ball in Jeongin’s court, and let him decide whatever he wanted to do.

She would follow his lead; whether he wanted distance or not.

Jeongin smiled again, laughing lightly and running a hand through his hair.

“Yeah, let’s do it,” he replied. “I’ll probably still beat you, though.”

To her surprise, there was a playful gleam in Jeongin’s eye, teasing her just like always…

And Maddie felt relieved, breath coming out in a rush as she giggled.

“We’ll see about that,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

He laughed again, and they looked at each other for another moment before he tilted his head a little, the air between them shifting back to serious.

“You should try talking to Hyunjin when he gets back,” Jeongin suggested gently. “I… don’t think he would have made such a show of getting a contract unless he was trying to make some kind of point-”

“Yeah, I know what his point is,” Maddie interrupted bitterly. “I’m replaceable-”

But Jeongin was already shaking his head, taking a couple steps backward as he grinned.

“I… don’t think so.”

“What do you think?” she couldn’t help asking.

After all, Maddie hadn’t forgotten how much Jeongin had helped her with Hyunjin when all they used to do was fight.

But Jeongin’s smile went slightly one-sided, and he was shrugging his shoulders, still walking backwards-

“I think you just need to talk to him.”

And before she could say anything else, Jeongin was turning around, leaving her alone in the kitchen with her empty mug still sitting in her hands.

To Be Continued...

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pinepickled · 2 years

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1, 3 and 12 for the shipping preferences thing ^^

Thank you for the ask elm! I love doing these

If anyone else wants to send an ask:

1. List 3 Shipping Tropes You Love

I am not a big fan of tropes generally! They tend to make a relationship feel canned and not-unique, so I try to avoid them.

But aside from that... ^^

I like the poor x rich romances a lot. Aside from "I would like all of my problems to be solved by money", I've recently been replaying Mystic Messenger that has a similar dynamic and it's given me a new appreciation for the nuance that the rich character can have! Normally they're confined to being these douchebags who only slightly care about their lover who have a Dark Past but in Mystic Messenger, he's given a lot more depth and nuance as a character and I like to see that sort of stuff!

Fucked up Person A/Secretly Likes it Person B is also a huge favorite of mine. Just,,, it's so good. I especially love if Person B is in vehement denial about how much they like their partners not normal/probably abusive tendencies! Pair it with some dubcon and an absolutely loving Person A and you have a recipe perfect for Pine ☺️

My final guilty pleasure tends to only exist in C Dramas like Scum Villain's Self Saving System, but I love it all the same. Student A grows up to top Teacher B is a gigantic soft spot for me! Just, a kind older person who innocently took in this innocent little kid and mentored them, taught them and fed them, clothed them and loved them- only for the student to grow up and repay the favor by becoming the Good Strong Dominant Partner that they knew their poor teacher really needed 🥰🥰 whether the teacher likes it or not!

I feel like there's a theme going...

3. One emotional aspect of a ship that always gets you

Ooof.... that's hard. Believe it or not, I don't actually find more than maybe 1 or 2 romances in a few months time that actually have romances that appeal to me. I kind of just bear with it to see the story and pass the time.

One thing that does always hook me though is the "I know what's good for you". Just, Person A being able to trust Person B enough to let B make decisions and watch over them, protect them, it always gets to me. And A trusting B enough to go to them for everything, all emotions and problems they could have, because they know, love, and trust B enough to take care of them. :3

12. List 3 Ships You Currently Love

Ooh!

1. Jumin/Zen from Mystic Messenger. They are the above rich/poor romance I said I love 😊 Jumin is a complex character and Zen is as well, and they compliment each other nicely. Jumin is patient and kind, though he comes off as arrogant and cold. Zen is firey and passionate, if a bit narcissistic about his appearance, and he haaaaates Jumin for no reason 😂 its funny! I'm writing a fic for them right now, and I'm enjoying their dynamic greatly.

2. Vanitas/Noe/Comte de Saint Germain from Vanitas no Shuki. Vanitas and Noe's relationship is already very sweet and heartwarming when they're friends, but I'd like to reject the "No homo" tone the series has taken recently 😷 and who better to do it with than the Comte de Saint Germain, aka Noe's teacher! I think a rivalry between Vanitas and the teacher for Noe's affections would be very funny to write and read about, especially since it would be mostly one sided on Vanitas' part. I also think Noe just deserves to be spoiled and doted on. Sue me!

3. And finally, last but not certainly least since i have a whole blog dedicated to them, Natsume/Matoba. God, I could rant about Natsume Yuujinchou forever. Its such a good series and so underrated 😭😭 the fandom is nonexistent. I've been meaning to organize a one shot project for myself just to bump the numbers on ao3 and put some activity in the tumblr and Twitter tags bc it's so bare. Especially for this ship. It's the certified problematic ship, so that doesn't help either.

Anyway.

Matoba has the capabilities to be a good mentor and guide for Natsume as he further navigates the yokai world. He has just the right edge of danger to protect Natsume and keep him on his toes, and Natsume is perfectly fine with that whether he admits it or not. I always like to remember fondly the times when Natsume rejected someone's touch, only to not only accept Matoba literally playing with his hair, but relaxed as he did so!

Please watch/read Natsume's Book of Friends. It's so good.

Again, thank you for the ask!

#pine talks #pine's asks #elm 💚

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badtasteaquarium · 1 month

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HEAD FULL MANY THOUGHTS

that last fic is like Biker Amy AU Soft Revival in a way. god that's been rolling in my brain for FOREVER and this is one of the first times i've had a concrete thing to like. execute

so like i think one way that scourge/amy situation should go is that they have more time to influence each other; scourge softens up and amy becomes more daring. but i can also see amy getting tired of the life (or scourge in particular, especially if he doesn't bend a little for her) and finding a way out. it's nuanced

i was like "you could insert surge in scourge's place and it would play out exactly the same, bright green strap and all" and that's true! but i think i'd save surge to exist in B universe. A can keep archie characters and B can have IDW. transgender dirtbag boyfriend scourge is great

i know the reason shadow is the most interesting is because. well you know. i love him. but i've concocted very different takes between A and B. like in A, SA2 is extremely canon but ShTH is not. shadow dies and is reconstructed as an android (that other piece regarding an end of SA2 i did years ago is retconned LOL). also chilling to know that GUN would have just used him as a weapon if he had not gained his own will via chaos energy. also imagining the grisley body horror of eggman putting shadow back together. because you KNOW he did most of the work.

tangentially eggman probably had him most of the way done (like. he looked like a guy again), and even painstakingly put his brain on ice and hooked up his spinal cord, and even preserved some of his blood to use for his Fluids. he would puff out his chest and be like "well why would i pass this opportunity up, i've already made the first robotic humanoid android [metal sonic], why stop there??". but secretly. he had a soft spot for him. it wasn't fair for a memory altered kid like that to get it back, turn it all around, save the world, just to die like he did. so naturally he's a little upset when his experimental son, all grown up, doesn't visit or answer his calls. now he's a NARC and doesn't even care about world domination

CIRCLING BACK, contrast that to universe B, where SA2 isn't really a thing but ShTH IS canon. don't ask how that fully pans out when the two rely on each other, but it does. so yeah shadow is much more lizard alien and gets pseudo brainwashed into working for black arms to take over, and shit gets pretty dire. that's also the same canon where sonic and knuckles are drama lesbians together and silver is more important. transgirl amy is here.

A vs. B, sonic in A is like, transguy but too scatterbrained to like. go through all of the motions. like he binds but does not go on hormones. B!sonic is any pronouns genderfluid, but tends to present femme but is frequently Fast And Loose re: gender. bouncing off all this, the scourge/surge thing is different too; given that they're both "evil sonics/sonic clones" i like the idea of them being twins separated at birth. so like in A, scourge and sonic are twins, they're both transgender, but scourge is like getting T off the black market, chopped off his tits and has the freshman chin scruff. in B, sonic's got the fast and loose gender, while surge's gender is Butch.

anyway. i'm out of steam for this because i kept getting interrupted. i'm gonna draw the characters in that last story now

#just rambling on here

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invisiblegarters · 6 months

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Dangerous Romance Ep 12 - Finale

I am never going to get over how casually Thai dramas treat gun violence. Someone always seems to be brandishing a gun or getting shot. Maybe it's just the dramas I watch.

I do kind of love how the scholarship kiddos are just...friends with the richie rich's now. Even last ep they were all sitting together at lunch even though there was no real reason to - it wasn't like Kang or Sailom were around to make them.

Also hilarious how I keep thinking Papang is gonna be evil in these dramas and he's...not. I did it in OF too, but Daddy Dan was just sweet and awkward and looking for a romantic partner in the wrong fucking place (don't fuck your emotionally unavailable employees guys it rarely works out). And Saifah might have talked his clients into giving him prezzies but he's really not that bad at all.

Why is JJ giving all the exposition? Also, why did I never bother learning his character's name?

You know, this show keeps trying to make me care about things I really don't care about, what with the sad strings and the slow motion stuff. But I still don't care, show.

Aw, the Sailom and Saifah reunion was really cute, though.

Okay, the banner at school thing was genuinely funny. Seriously, Kang?

Saifah you simp.

Huh. Okay, then.

Aw dad showed up to cheer Kang on. Of course he did (this is not a complaint).

Loing forever at these rich boys just being like "I will attach myself to this boy and follow them to the ends of the earth." Ray 🤝 Kang, for real. But I don't think that Sand and Sailom are much alike, because I think Sailom is actually serious about not letting Kang pay for things, while I'm pretty sure Sand is just fine being Ray's sugar baby now that they're dating (and so long as Ray uses his money and not his dad's), haha.

Oh. JJ is Max. And is apparently now BFFs with Auto, because okay why not. They probably bonded over the weirdness of both of the other dudes in their friend group wanting to bone each other.

Lol and both the girls will be in London. Where they can totally hook up on more equal footing (no I don't want to hear any discourse about it thank you I just want to imagine them being very cute together in London).

"You were horrible at the sport you were trying to play but really good at grabbing balls" - witness Guy's flirting skills guys. But Nawa's into it so okay, rock on boys.

SMOOOOCH!

Pffft @ Grandma adopting Sailom. Like we didn't all know this was coming.

"I know I stand before you today because I am the son of a school sponsor" - I think it, he says it.

Why on earth is he making this speech all about himself? This is why we let people who deserve it speak. What even is this? No, no I don't like it get it away no.

Although, ha, Saifah being the only one who had no clue that Kang and Sailom were together was funny and on brand tbh.

Lol are they gonna do an Eclipse thing and send them to different universities (although I think we all know that Aye is just gonna wind up following Akk wherever he goes - thus completing the rich boy "I will follow him to the ends of the earth" trifecta)? *hums "I Will Follow Him" and yes it is the version from Sister Act what of it?*

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I do not think that they are actually going to make it so they don't go to the same uni, tbh. And if they do Kang will just find a way to get in there anyway.

Lol and I'm right. And now they're frolicking amongst windmills. It is pretty cute even if I'm still not really feeling them as a couple.

Eh no I am sorry I get what you're doing with the bookends, show, but you didn't do the work to earn this monologue. You made several attempts but they never landed because you didn't commit and you brushed off all the really good stuff that you had to say about class for hijinks and sports and inexplicably forgiving horrendous bullying to have lukewarm kisses with the bully. So I am not giving this to you, sorry.

Welp there we go. The end.

...wait, are they really doing escort roleplay?

What is WITH these boys getting into tubs with clothes on? First Ray and Sand with the boxers and now Sailom climbing in in trousers and dress shirt. Like what. What even. I was actually kind of feeling them for once and then they had to kill it with that. Gosh it must be so uncomfortable.

Look at this happy horseshit I can't even. This is too funny.

I dunno, man. Once I stopped wanting this show to be something it wasn't it was easier to get through, but Sailom and Kang never really landed for me and I never did quite manage to get over how fast they got over the bullying. I feel like they took it too far to then just have everyone be chill because umbrellas and windmills and love, but that might just be me.

I feel like this show opened up a lot of cans but then just kind of left them open without doing anything, just letting the worms tumble out and scoot around until they died (possibly of boredom). It wasn't bad, it just didn't really land for me at all. Final verdict 7/10. It was fine but it's going on the "won't watch again and will probably forget about it in an hour" pile. Sorry. On the bright side it wasn't offensive enough that I'm gonna be mad about it forever. It's just...there. I still like Perth and Chimon and I will still tune in for their next projects, but yeah. Hopefully they give them something better than this next time.

I still can't quite believe Marc and Pawin stole the show for me (them and Euro Thanaset as Auto. I loved that dude), but here we are.

#dangerous romance #finale #Youtube

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shortpplfedup · 2 years

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A few thoughts on adapting the story of Phatra and Parakun

I love Romeo and Juliet adaptations (adaptations of Shakespeare in general really), especially those which are somewhat tacky, camp or kitsch and obviously of the pop culture zeitgeist of their time. We treat Shakespeare like high art in the modern age, but he was the Shonda Rhimes of his day: he wrote simple, digestible, entertaining tales for the common man, and he used the popular tropes of his time to do it. Like Chaucer before him and a great many after, Shakespeare understood that there's no real difference between the tastes of a king and those of a chimney sweep, and so his works are full of soap-worthy intrigue, scandal, lowbrow and ribald humour, family drama, sex, violence and death, and are all the better for it. And because humanity never really changes, his stories, themselves adaptations, are reimagined in every era with a twist, a hook, something that brings them into the zeitgeist of that time. Bad Buddy brings the tale of Romeo and Juliet firmly into the BL world. Granted it's not the first BL adaptation of the story, but I have a sneaking suspicion it may become the definitive BL adaptation of the story.

Aof has made it crystal clear in the first episode that he's working the story within two frames: the source material which is the Behind the Scenes novel, and the inspiration which is Romeo and Juliet. He has made it equally clear that he is not beholden to a strict retelling of either, choosing to weave his narrative around what he considers the key points of the story while changing or discarding whatever elements don't suit his vision. I'm fascinated by that process of adaptation, of determining what to keep, what to change and what to toss out, and I'd like to explore it some in a semi-regular writing feature for this show. For those who haven't read the novel and don't wish to be potentially spoiled, I'll be putting plot summaries and page-to-screen comparisons behind cuts. For a fairly detailed summary of the novel...

Part 1: Pat and Pran get into a relationship

The novel starts in the middle of a street fight between the architects and the engineers, with Pat and Pran as seniors leading their respective factions, but also fake fighting each other, so you know from the start that they aren't actually enemies. When the fight gets scattered by a teacher, everybody goes off home. Pran goes to his dorm room and Pat is already there. He's more or less always there, and sleeps there a lot, even though he shares a room with his sister Paa, who is a freshman (it's coincidentally the only two-bedroom available and it happens to be right next to Pran's room). Pran saved Paa from drowning when they were kids so they have a brother/sister bond, and Paa knows about Pat and Pran being friends and keeps their secret and pushes them toward each other. She often sends Pat to Pran to tend each other's wounds after one of their brawls. None of the parents or friends know that they live in the same dorm, and they definitely don't know that Pat, Pran and Paa are close.

*Note: Pran's room is incredibly important to Pat and Pran's relationship, because it is the only place for the first chunk of the story that they can be alone together and just be themselves. They can't go out together in public because of the architects/engineers beef, and they can't be together at home because their families hate each other. They essentially build their friendship, and then their relationship, in Pran's room.

In Pran's room, Pat and Pran take care of each other and have this boyfriendly dynamic without being boyfriends. Pat pretty much knows he is gay but he is not out and flirts with girls. Pran is an important person to him though, and he definitely has a crush, but he doesn't think about it too deeply. He has a rabbit doll, Nong Hom, that he has had forever and he likes because it smells like Pran. He does not let anybody else touch Pran in fights, and he is quite protective of him overall. Pran is very guarded and internal about his feelings, he does not let on much of what he feels about Pat and about their friendship, but he is also very protective of Pat in his own way. Pat's a human wrecking ball and large puppy all in one but Pran tolerates it, scolds him, nags him and cleans up after him. Pran's very thoughtful and considerate, and Pat is very affectionate.

Pran and Wai are good friends and spend a lot of time together on schoolwork, and Pat...does not like that...lol. He gets drunk a lot and flirts with a girl, Nat. Pat and Pran usually only 'fight' each other in the architect/engineer brawls, but in one specific brawl Pat actually fights Wai and beats him pretty badly. Pran gets angry and kicks him out after that, and Pat is upset that Pran seems to care more about Wai than about him, so he sleeps with Nat. Pran is upset by that and they fight and Pat kisses Pran in anger. Pran punches him in return, thinking that Pat just goes around kissing anybody. It's not the first indication that Pran also has those kinds of feelings for Pat, but it's the strongest one so far.

This is the biggest fight they've ever had, and Paa kind of steps in to mediate, telling Pran how important he is to Pat, and telling Pat to stop being an idiot and apologise for whatever happened and tell Pran how he feels. Pat realises he is being an idiot and he's in love with Pran, and he ditches Nat, begs Pran to forgive him and asks him to be his boyfriend. Pran forgives him, tells him if there are any more Nats he'll never speak to him again, and agrees to be his boyfriend.

Part 2: Pat and Pran develop their relationship

Pat is very affectionate and very very horny...lol. Pran is more reserved and still getting used to the idea of being with Pat, but he enjoys Pat's attention and affection even though he's shy about kissing and sexual activity at first. Pat has more or less moved into Pran's room and they go through the stages of deepening the relationship. They're also coming down to graduation so Pran's workload increases exponentially, and there's a lot of bickering because Pat worries that Pran doesn't relax and get enough sleep and Pran needs Pat to shut up and go away so he can finish his school work and study...lol.

Pran gets hurt in a basketball game (the show will be having them play rugby instead of basketball apparently) and Pat goes SPARE and the friends start questioning what's going on. Pat starts to feel like he's tired of hiding what they are to each other and only being able to be together in Pran's room so he wants to come out to their friends, finally tell them that they AREN'T enemies and they're actually together. Pat takes Pran out to introduce his faen to his friends at a bar and Pran gets jumped by some other engineers. Pat fights them and gets hurt and now Pran is the one rushing him to hospital. By the end of all this drama the friend groups now know everything and it stops the fighting. Pat and Pran are now out at school and can go out in public...but there's still the families to deal with.

Part 3: Pat and Pran are caught by the families

Pat and Pran go home on break, and Pat tries to sneak over to see Pran a lot. They get caught trying to meet up in the backyard (Pran's dad nearly shoots Pat), and it's a whole thing. They make it through break and go back to the dorm but the parents show up and find out that they live in the same dorm and make them all pack up and come home. Pat and Pran continue to sneak and see each other at home. Pat's parents start pushing him toward a girl, Punch, a daughter of a family friend who they expect him to marry. Pat tries to keep it from Pran because he doesn't have any intention of marrying her, and is trying to figure out a way to get out of it. Pran finds out about the whole thing and is angry that Pat is trying to handle everything on his own. Pran is starting to lose hope that they can stay together but Pat is determined.

Pran's parents go away on a trip and while they are away Pat sneaks over and they have sex for the first time. The next time they have sex, they fall asleep without locking the door (GAYS! ALWAYS LOCK THE DOOR!) and Pran's parents come back and catch them sleeping naked together. Things go pretty sideways from here, both sets of parents are angry, both that they are gay and that they are together. They're both basically under house arrest and Pat's phone is taken away. Pat's father hits him, Pran's father threatens to send him away and Pat tries to get Pran to run away with him, but it's a half baked plan and Pran, ever practical, won't go. Pat thinks Pran doesn't love him enough and he falls into a deep depression. He decides he will just do what his father wants, agrees to work for him and marry Punch and thinks he'll just live dead inside for the rest of his life. Pran's father sends him overseas to live with a cousin (? unsure if it's a cousin or family friend) and study.

Pat is so depressed it actually alarms his parents, especially his mother. He's drinking every day. He's working for his father and realises that the company is failing, so he goes to see Pran's father about a business deal and ends up talking to him and finally we find out the real story of why the families hate each other. Pat and Pran's father actually become kind of close and Pran's father eventually relents and accepts Pat. Pat's father also has to accept that the family feud and being separated from Pran is hurting his son and he also relents. Punch is very sweet and tries hard to get Pat's attention, and in the end Pat decides he can't ruin her life by marrying her so he tells her he's gay and has her dump him.

Pran is also pretty depressed, he has sort of shut down and decided it was all for the best but he misses Pat and is in a lot of pain. He's going through the motions until one day Pat shows up at his door. Pat tells him that everything is resolved now and they will be allowed to be together and they reunite and it's all very beautiful and emotional. Pat returns home and they do long distance until Pran finishes studying and also returns home. And they live happily ever after.

#bad buddy #bad buddy series #behind the scenes #meta #on art #in fair verona #bad buddy behind the scenes

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bangtanpromptsfics · 3 years

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hyacinth. (m)

dialogue prompt #3: “Your tutor is so hot”

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: f2l(?), light smut

word count: 1,540

warnings: heavy making out, grinding, blonde!jk

summary: you think your new tutor at school is hot and jungkook is determined to change that

a/n: another mature oneshot. I basically die from embarrassment while writing smut lol.

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“Your tutor is so hot”. Jungkook turns around to your attention so fast he could probably snap his neck.

“Mr. Seokjin? ”, he knows who you are talking about. The new personality development tutor of your school, more like the entire population’s crush at this point. And Jungkook hated him just for the same reasons, it seems petty but he can't help himself.

“Go fuck him then”, he snorts, swinging his back pack from one shoulder to another while you grin. Almost as on queue, Seokjin appears on the hallways and passes a smile towards all the students.

“Oh yes. Look at that a--”

“I guess that's enough for today, come on we gonna get late”, he grabs your arms and pushes you forward to move, having enough of your daily ranting about angelic beauty and who the hell laughs at some dad joke?

“When were you ever interested in math Kook?”, you tease him, resisting him to walk slower, “Oh are you perhaps… jealous!? ”

“I'm not jealous. You are annoying”, he shoots cold face.

“Hey! I'm just saying he's attractive you don't have to be so mean about it”, you whine, hitting his arm.

You see, the fact that Seokjin stole Jungkook’s high school heartthrob position in two days is one thing, but he never expected you to act the same, especially when you were so different from most students on the campus. In fact he is shocked to see you crushing on someone. You despised people in general and he kept wondering what's there in their teacher to be so lurk about because he honestly doesn't see anything.

“He's old. And everyone knows he has a girlfriend, you guys dumb or what? ”, Jungkook teases back.

“Doesn't mean I can't praise a beautiful human”

“So he's the only attractive guy in the school? ”, he's curious now and also lowkey wants to find out if you had felt anything like this about himself.

Jungkook knew he was hot. He knew he could destroy Seokjin's reputation with one different hair color but that's too much drama over nothing. As if there isn't ten assignment waiting for him at home. Yeah he got better things to do.

“Nope”, comes your immediate answer. And man that hurt. You are smart and cocky and it would be cool to know someone like you finds him attractive, but you just hurt his ego.

“Not even me? ”, he asks, all squeaky and with a small pout and you return him a smile.

“See you at 7 Kook”

____

School ends at 5, and thankfully both of your residence are nearby and there's a party hosted by Jimin at his house which is a five minute drive so Jungkook has roughly one hour and fourty five minutes to make an appearance to the party. And by appearance he means to look absolutely endearing. He's never the type to bang a lot of chicks, he didn't even need to do anything than to wear a black tee and jeans to a party and could still get laid. If he wanted sex, he can have that any time he wants.

But today is different.

He's never been this eager to be at a gathering, took time to pick outfits and oh dye his hair. He has never experimented with hair colors except that one time he tried red and got famous by the name ‘cherry head’ in the entire locality.

You of course give yourself the usual thirty minutes to do slight makeup and wear shorts with oversized tee styled enough to merge into the party. And boy you have no idea what you are going to witness today.

Jungkook arrives ten minutes late because the highlights took time to dry off. He styles them, but not too much. He still wanted to look effortlessly handsome and got that long abandoned shear black shirt with blue jeans.

“Woah is that Jungkook!?”, some girls whisper beside the bar you are currently seated at and you turn around, only to feel a pang to your chest. Fuck. A completely look through shirt with fucking tight blue denim is he fucking kidding? And blonde hair? Yeah it's that complete ‘drool over me bitches’ package.

You suddenly feel self aware of how simple you looked. He should have given a heads up because one needs several business days to process blonde Jungkook. He seemed unrecognizable.

“Woah… What's up with this new look!?”, you approach finally. Many people eye him shamelessly in your peripheral vision which is pretty much obvious.

“Nothing. Just felt like it”, he grins, having won you. Jungkook is not attractive who? Yeah he bets Seokjin will never pull off this look.

“You like it? ”, and he undoes first two buttons, exposing a bit of his toning straight to your eyes. Is he fucking teasing? You want to confront him because he's acting weird. But you don't know if this is because you feel different around him.

“Y-yeah… It's good”, you tug a smile.

“Wanna dance?”, he asks and you nod, taking your hand to the dance floor. Most people are wasted but both of you are not. So when you feel him touching more than usual, you are absolutely aware that it's not an accident.

He holds you so close all the time, as if it's something you do daily. Fuck.

“Hold me like this”, he says out of nowhere and throws your hand behind his neck. He knows what he's doing. And you are aware too, but too weak in knees to retract. You hate that you are actually enjoying this and he loved it.

“Y/n….”, he whispers to your ear, tucking a strand of your hair behind it, “Can I kiss you love? ”

Your nod is so soft and innocent before you give in. Most people who were looking forward for Jungkook’s company give up and hook up with other guys around because they know he isn't here for anybody else.

He flushes your hips against his as he kisses you, obviously tongue all the way. He doesn't know why but he wanted to shut your mouth exactly like this whenever you swooned over Seokjin. And he is most certain that all those memories are perished along with the kiss.

He pulls your bottom lip out and looks into your eyes and grinds his hip on yours, and you moan lowly. He internally curses at how sweet you sounded.

“Come with me”. He pulls you out of the crowd and into a private cubicle where people usually make out. And thankfully there was one vacant.

But he isn't quick to act once inside the space. He takes his time to lock the door and to sit at that one chair in the centre, manspreading luxuriously for you to see.

You never did anything like this with Jungkook. It was not like you had friend zoned him, you actually don't know why, all these years you spent casually flirting and shrugging off with each other, and now you can't wait to devour him.

You make your way to his lap and sit right on his hips, sighing at the contact. He grabs the back of your head and pushes it towards him. His other hand taps your butt to continue grinding which you happily do so.

He continues exploring your skin, hooking his hands on your shirt and rubbing circles at the skin there. Feeling his cold hands, you move to undo two more of his buttons to get a peak of his pecs, something you wanted to do the moment you saw him.

He moans into your mouth when your movements start to get him worked up, feeling high and ecstatic. Even with the denim shorts on, the dent on his pants was enough to get you close to orgasm.

“J-Jungkook… ”, you trail off, head slightly falling back which he catches.

“Go on love, almost there”. Fuck. You loved it when he called you names, but this one was, exceptionally very much turning you on.

He detaches his mouth to suckle on your collar bone, exposing it by pulling your t shirt slightly down. It becomes all too much, and you focus on the knot forming at your stomach.

Jungkook stops kissing you, indicating he's chasing his high several moments after yours, glad that both opted for thick denims as bottoms to cover the mess you made.

“We should've done this way before”, you imply, separating the strands of his hair sticking to his forehead.

“We could've, but you were busy drooling over some teacher”, he smugs.

“So you were jealous! ”.

Unfortunately his cocky being doesn't have an answer for that so he dodges it with another long kiss, breaking off with a loud smooch.

“God I can kiss you forever Y/n…”

“And...then? ”, you ask your confusion. You don't know what's your relationship with Jungkook is anymore, now that you had made out with him.

“... then… maybe you'll fall in love with me?”

“See you at the party Kook”, you peck the corner of his lips and get off his lap. After taking a moment to fix your outfit, you leave the cubicle.

And Jungkook knew exactly what he was going to do.

Thank you so much for reading!! ♡

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garthofshayeris · 2 years

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Hi~ I was just wondering if you have any info or thoughts on Garth and Arthur's relationship? Or maybe where to look? I'm having trouble finding anything because I don't know a lot about the aquafam thank you! Also I love your blog

Sorry this has been sitting in my inbox forever lol

Arthur and Garth have a very complicated relationship. You really can’t reduce it to father/son because that really isn’t how either saw the relationship for a while.

From the jump, Garth chooses to be in Arthur’s life: in silver age, he opts to leave Atlantis so he can live with Arthur and post-crisis the story is that Arthur and Garth find each other out in the open ocean and decide to stick together. Garth is an orphan with no socialization and Arthur is a young man who, for much of the continuity, has animal socialization.

Arthur doesn’t adopt Garth. We know this because, although Garth does appear to act like he’s Arthur’s ward, Aquababy is regarded as Arthur’s only kid. In fact, Aquababy calls Garth his uncle. This mindset is confirmed in Death of a Prince where Arthur directly tells him that he is choosing Aquababy’s life over Garth’s because Aquababy is his son. Garth, who just learned about his own biological family’s origins, is hurt by this and it causes a major rift in their relationship.

From there, the two act a bit more like brothers for a while; Garth doesn’t really care about Arthur’s royal status so he has no issue calling Arthur out for doing stupid shit. Meanwhile, Arthur grows increasingly volatile and strains their relationship further. Enter Koryak: Aquaman’s biological son who is jealous of Garth, who he perceives as having the father/son relationship he never had. This isn’t how Garth perceived things, of course, but it lays some groundwork for later events.

Arthur’s ex hooks up with Garth and it’s not treated as weird. Garth also specially says he never had a father, so he doesn’t want his son Cerdian to grow up the same way. At the same time, Arthur is treated like Cerdian’s grandfather. Garth calls Arthur out for being too aggressive with him as a child, they both laugh it off. Garth let’s Arthur do stupid things because he thinks it’s a little bit funny. Drama comes up and gets smoothed over and then more drama comes up.

By the 2000s, Arthur actually refers to Garth as his son and he’s the first person Arthur wants to see after coming back from the past. At some point, Garth is named heir to the throne and takes over when Arthur dies. It’s an odd relationship that I don’t think either of them define; I don’t think Garth would be comfortable calling Arthur “dad” but he enjoys being called Arthur’s son. I don’t think Arthur realized Garth was his son until Garth was an adult, and then he looked back at his past behavior with a little bit of regret. I don’t think either of them would change anything.

As for where to start: if you want stories where it just kinda feels like Arthur is a 20-something who accidentally found a kid, read silver age. If you want really dramatic family drama, read Vol 5. Don’t read rebirth, it doesn’t exist ❤️

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hoedorokishoto · 3 years

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Trust - Part 3

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

+ Minors DNI

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"So what, they were just arguing outside the dorm?" Toshi asked, stretched out on the couch in my workshop, manspreading as he rubbed the back of his neck. One of his long legs not quite fitting on the small red couch, hanging over edge.

"Yeah...I mean, I don't think it was too serious but there was definitely yelling." I stated, flicking my protective goggles down over my eyes and welding new panels on some of Bakugo's equipment, keeping the lines clean and crisp. Not wanting to feel or hear the wrath of Katsuki Bakugo if something was out of place.

"And you were in the bushes?" He asked, quirking his eyebrow, laughing at me as he laid down further on the couch.

"Not in a creepy way! In a what the fuck, dodge and evade kinda way." I said, my voice becoming higher as I defended myself. I had to admit, the situation last night would have sounded suspicious if I had told anyone else. A half-black 18-year-old, hiding in the bushes listening to a conversation between two rich popular people in the middle of the night. Yeah very sus indeed. But I knew that my story was safe with Hitoshi, hoping that he might even have some insider 3A knowledge.

"Well, nothing too exciting happened after they left. Yaomomo walked in head held high, made some tea and went to bed." He said, yawning and placing his arm over his eyes. He didn't mention Todoroki. Did he not go back inside? Where did he find himself last night? I didn't dwell any longer in the bushes to find out, almost regretting that decision now.

"So no gossip? I'm disappointed." I said shrugging, faking disappointment. He laughed behind me, his arm still shielding his eyes as he shifted and got comfortable, preparing to nap as I worked into the late afternoon no doubt. Mr Aizawa having to cancel their private training for 'Pro Hero Reasons'.

I never cared much for the drama of UA students, hero course or otherwise, but recently a two-toned boy had piqued my interest. The situation last night not helping me want to mind my own business. Usually everyone was too busy or too tired for drama, a fact that I had come to love since being at UA. Gone were the days of schoolyard bullying and the gossip about who was hooking up with who.

"What's going on in that brilliant brain of yours?" Hitoshi asked, his arm still over his eyes, not once had he even looked up.

"I can feel the neurons firing in your brain from here." He said before I could answer. It was times likes these that I hated he knew me so well.

What was going on in my brain? It felt like for the first time in 18 years I didn't know exactly what I wanted or how I would go about getting it. Shoto Todoroki's name had really thrown a spanner in the works from the moment it was listed next to mine.

"He is quite interesting... that's all I'll say about it." I said in Hitoshi's direction, looking back down, welding the remaining panels together.

"What? You have a thing for Todoroki now? Well get in line behind the rest of the school." He said laughing.

"I don't have a thing! I just find him interesting. Is that a crime?"

I put my equipment away and stood back admiring the finished product, hand on my hip and once again covered in grease. The thick black layer of grime almost a permanent feature of my skin since 1st year. Most of my clothes stained and musty. Smelling like the workshop and a truck had a baby.

"Speaking of interesting... Shishida said he knew you were there last night. I saw him talking to Kaibara about it this morning before class, looking all flustered." Toshi said, finally getting up and coming to stand beside me with one hand in his pocket and the other atop my head.

"I forget that his quirk lets him hear and smell everything. It's a little unsettling." I stated, a shiver going up my spine. I did forget about Shishida and his beast quirk, how he probably heard the whole thing and everything that was said and done last night in Sen's dorm room. Since mine and Hitoshi's most recent conversation about Sen, I have been feeling worse. Wishing that I could like him more or at least have the decency to cut him off. As much as I hated the thought of a relationship the thought of being alone forever with no one sounded even worse, as selfish as it sounded. I was using Sen to feel something, something that I knew would never grow and we would never be more than this.

"Am I a terrible person?" I asked, out of the blue. Shocking even Hitoshi as his eyes went wide.

"Of course not, why would you ask that?"

"I can feel it, I feel how much he likes me and wants me to stay but I just can't. I worry that I won't ever like anyone like that." I said sadly, dropping my head and removing the helmet, rubbing my cheek with the back of my hand.

"Hey! Boys and girls may come and go but you and me are forever. Don't ever forget that. I've seen your heart and I know how big it is and I know exactly who you are." He said, putting his long finger under my chin and lifting my head, a small smile on his handsome face.

"I don't know what will happen in the future. But regardless I'll always be on your side."

The next few days continued on like any other, morning classes then UA class followed by after school and extra curricular activities. The last bell of the day rang out, dismissing students and teachers who were eager to get back to the dorms to start enjoying their one day weekend. Sunday being the only day off for all students.

"So... What are you wearing? I'm thinking that red dress where your boobs look absolutely amazing." Mei said as she linked our arms as we left out respective workshops and matched step as we left the main UA building.

"Hmm maybe, I mean they are one of my best assets." I agreed, replying to Hitoshi's text message about what time we should head over.

"I'm excited. Iida has been freaking out all week trying to mentally prepare for tonight, I can already picture him running around offering people water or something lame like that." She giggled, her face lighting up as she talked about Iida.

Mei and Tenya weren't official but to all of us they might as well have been. They even spent last Christmas together, sharing their first kiss in the snow. I think Iida was hesitant after what happened to his brother, not wanting anything terrible to happen to the people he loved most because of his career path. A noble man through and through.

Ding.

Sen- Hey, are you coming to the party tonight?

I hadn't seen Sen since the last time we had sex and I left without an explanation, saying that I would text him. Which I had not done.

I had been thinking about everything recently, liking Sen enough to not want to hurt him but not liking him enough to want to be his girlfriend. We were both already in too deep, whatever I said now even if it was letting him down easy was going to be harsh. That's what happens when you are a selfish piece of shit who just wants to get dicked down. I sighed heavily and looked down, rubbing my temples. Over having to think about this whole situation, and just wanting to crawl into bed and never come out.

"Whoa whoa whoa, what is this? I don't like it." Mei said, waving her hand up and down, gesturing to my whole body.

"Why aren't you excited! We always get excited for parties." She stated, linking our arms once more and walking us down the halls.

"I'm excited. Who said I wasn't excited."

"Oh just your face, your body language and your whole aura."

She was probably right, the introvert in me wanted nothing more than to stay home and avoid any and all confrontation about the situation that I had caused. I didn't answer her as we continued to walk, making our way to the huge doors and pushing them open. Coming face to face with Sen, Shishida and Tetsu Tetsu. All of them turning and looking directly at us as we walked out.

"Hey guys! Wanna walk together?" Tetsu asked, his usual cheerful self on full display. His sunshine personality and aloofness clearly missing the weird tension between me and Sen.

"Um..." Sen started, blushing slightly and looking in my direction, his eyes looking sad as they took me in.

"We would love to! 3 future pro heroes as our personal chaperons? How did we get so lucky?" Mei answers, her voice getting higher as she looked between me and Sen, picking up whatever energy we were giving off.

We went the long way, the plan was to drop us off at our dorm then the 3 boys continue onto theirs. The conversation flowed naturally as we all talked about the party tonight and offers which we had gotten for work studies and internships.

"Hatsume I really loved the gear you made me! You guys are so cool, I wish I was half as smart as you. Mr Vlad might actually pass me then." Testu Testsu confessed, smiling and showing off his sharp teeth to us. The rest of the group continued to make small talk as we walked, me and Sen lagging behind the group, not walking together but close enough that I could hear his breathing. Fast and almost panicked, cleary working himself up.

"Y/N. Can I talk to you for a sec?" Sen asked quietly behind me so only I could hear. I stilled, scared that if I turned around, my heart and head would be even more confused. As if that was possible.

"You guys can go on without us." I said to the others, smiling at them as they waved us off.

"I'm s."

"I just."

We both said at the same time, both of us stepping forward towards each other. A blush making it's way up Sen's cheeks. He was incredibly cute. The type of cute that if you bought him home your parents would approve. The type of cute that was safe.

"You know that I like you, I don't try to hide it Y/N" He stated confidently, his darks eyes staring into mine.

"I love being with you, not just physically. I want to be someone you can rely on. Be there for you whenever you need. Why won't you give me a chance?" He said louder this time. My heart hammering in my chest. Not at his sudden confess but because I was scared of my answer, scared of being labeled the bad guy and rightfully so.

"Please, come with me to the party as my date and just give me a chance. There has to be something there or else we wouldn't have made it this far."

That's where he was wrong. People could sleep with people and not want to date them. People could promise each other the world and leave them the very next day. I knew that I could have sex with Sen a million times and even then, it would only be sex. He would only ever be cute, and if things ever went any further he would only break my heart or me his.

Despite this, as I looked at his eyes and his tall frame looming over me I answered with the complete contradiction.

"Yes, meet me outside my dorm at 7?"

#shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #sen kaibara #mha x reader #bnha fanfiction #todoroki x reader #shoto smut

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lifeofkaze · 2 years

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Director’s cut on the smut of your choice?

Oh wifey, count on you to ask the really interesting things 😎

Talking about NSFW content here, so if you don't like it or are under 18, please scroll on. Thank youuuuu 💛

While I really want to talk about the "smut" I just finished (you know which one), I find talking about things that aren't out yet or I don't want to spoil for the rest tricky, so let's talk Rockstar, in particular, the infamous shower scene in "No One Knows".

While I'm equally proud of all three smut scenes in WSI (and had equal amounts of trouble with them), all three were done in a very intentional way that builds on each scene (so I'm actually going to talk a little about all of them, hehe).

"No One Knows" is the last smut scene you'll get in WSI and naturally, wasn't meant to be happening on screen. But how could it be different, @the-al-chemist got really excited and talked me into writing it, so here we are.

The shower scene is the culmination of the scenes that came before.

In All Summer Long where they sleep with each other for the first time, it's just that - they're drunk, they're high, they find each other attractive and end up shagging, no feelings involved on both sides. In my writing I tried focusing on the sense of something new, and that it's really only physical for both of them, by cutting out most emotions and focusing on sensual descriptions while also setting up Lizzie's tattoo and the banter they have the next morning including the little detail that Lizzie doesn't like to kiss if she's not serious about someone. Maintaining the feeling that they're friends and retain that unchanged dynamic directly after and the next morning was really important to me here.

The second smut scene we get in Truth Catches Up, and we're already in a very different place here compared to All Summer Long. The chapter before ended with both of them falling asleep next to each other without anything happening between them before, which is a first. It shows Lizzie is so comfortable with Orion that she discards her own rules without even noticing, while we see Orion developing the first hints of feelings towards her, even though he isn't fully aware of it yet. So there are emotions growing between them, but they're not fully there yet, so we do get Lizzie being cheeky and teasing when they hook up the next morning, but also this slight shift in everything being just that little more gentle. In my writing I tried to mirror this by giving them a different kind of interaction, lots of eye contact, forehead touching, cuddling afterwards instead of laughing it off and being done with it like before.

And finally, the shower scene in No One Knows. If only shower sex was really that good... sorry I disgress. Here, both of them are actually in love at this point, even though they don't realise it yet - in various stages of denial. Lizzie truly hasn't spared it a thought beyond being with Orion just makes her happy, while Orion subconsciously knows very well, but chooses to push the thought away. The whole point of this chapter and the next (which were originally one) was to show how much of a couple they already are without realising, and to do that I wanted them to have a real couple morning before I take everything away, because drama. Writing them hooking up in the shower was tricky in two ways - one, writing the logistics with it still being good to read and realistic is not easy, and I hated myself for choosing the shower as setting more than once. And second, because they deeply care about each other at this point I wanted the scene to feel completely different to All Summer Long. So where it was all easy and fun and hot there (which is how I usually write smut), here I had to focus more on details and emotions, the tiny things you'd only notice on a person if you really, really know them and are familiar with them. That's a style of smut that was very new for me, and it took me forever to brainstorm how to do it. But this is why Lizzie notices this high amount of details in this scene, like the tips of Orion's fingers on his left hand being rougher because he pushes down the strings of his guitar with it, or how his necklace cuts into her back, or how the water catches in his lashes. Vice versa, that is why Orion wants to look at her while they sleep with each other, although that makes it logistically more difficult, and they hold hands and just stand under the water and embrace each other after.

#ask game #director's cut #lizzie jameson #orion amari #when stars ignite #wsi #rockstar au #wifey asking the good questions #and gets a novel in return xD

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wellbafineline · 4 years

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official

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a.n. hiii, this is my first full length fic, no one asked for this but this is the concept that i’ve been daydreaming about so here you go :) hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated <3

how you and harry make things official

You'd been ‘seeing’ Harry for about 3 months, he’d been introduced to you by your mutual friends in London. The only thing was, you weren't really together, not as far as you were concerned at least. Your and Harry's relationship was seemingly casual, you hooked up, slept over at each other's places, ordered take out and watched shitty reality tv every Friday night while complaining about your shitty weeks at work (after hearing about her for three months he’d began to really hate Rachel from your office) and most other things people in relationships did. Just you guys did it without the labels and strings.

And you'd had no problem with that at first, you understood. He was busy, wasn't always around, or had the most reliable schedule. But as you approached 4 months of whatever you and Harry had going on, you started to get more questions from both of your friends about the more intimate and logistical details of your relationship. You had begun to get pretty good at getting around them or changing the subject, but that didn't mean the nagging feeling in your gut went away when they asked.

That's exactly what's happening currently, you’d gone out with your two best friends to a bar in the city. They’d been begging for a catch up for a week, but you'd been at Harry's for the week because he wanted ‘all the time he could get’ before he had to go to LA for a couple of weeks to put finishing touches on his album.

But now you were all squished together into a tiny booth in the corner of the bar, and you were listening to your friend Lindsey complain about the new project she was doing in work and how it was way below her pay grade when Destiny jumps in when she’s finished turning herself to face you

‘So, how’s your boyfriend’ she asked you. Knowing she emphasized the ‘boyfriend’ to get you to spill if you and Harry made it official yet you sighed.

‘He's not my boyfriend, you know that, no strings’

‘Yeah I know that, but I also know you’re delusional. You just spent a week straight at his house and you're both not seeing other people so… what's the harm in labeling it.’ she trailed off ‘do you want that with him?’ Lindsey asks when you don't start talking

‘Of course, I want that, at least think I do, just what we've got going on is good, y’know, there's no pressure on it and it's easy’ you sigh ‘plus he’s Harry and there's a lot more that comes with being in a relationship with him than just anyone else’

‘So find someone else, no drama, sorted,’ Lindsey says ‘no-i- that's not what I meant, just meant it'll be harder’ ‘have to ask yourself if this is what you want, you two can't go on like this forever’ she explains ‘And if it is, talk to him, now backing out this time, ‘cause you said you were gonna talk to him about this like a month ago too.’

‘I know, and i will, promise this time, but he's gone for a couple of weeks anyway don't want to do it over facetime so it'll have to wait till he's home’

After your meet up with Lindsey and Destiny you spent a lot more time than you probably should've thinking about what to do, about you, about harry and about your relationship with harry, if you can even call it that.

He gets back from LA on Friday now, it was your plan to go over to his house, order take out, watch a film or help him unpack like you two always do when he gets back from long periods away because he ‘missed you the most and needs to see you asap.’

But this time you were going to talk to him, no chickening out.

You’d agreed to meet Harry at his place on Friday, you finished work around 3pm and he wasn't going to be home till at least 7 maybe 8pm. But you went over anyway letting yourself in with a key he gave you about a month ago saying ‘f’ emergencies love, or when your flat mate’s getting on your fuckin’ nerves’.

Truthfully you didn’t know what you were going to do at Harry's for 4-ish hours alone but you figured it was better than sitting anxiously at home or at your desk at work. At least it gave you time to think, make a plan of action, because as you'd realised sometime in the past two weeks, there was a very real chance that this was all Harry wanted, that this is where you’d end. Because there was no way you could lay it all out for him just to go back to glorified friends with benefits.

Leaving your coat and work bag at the door when you arrived, you make your way to his kitchen to make some tea before getting comfortable on the couch in the living room, appreciating what you assume is the calm before the storm.

At around 7pm, exactly when he promised, you hear a car pull up the driveway and what can only be Harry's heavy footsteps in the hallway. ‘Love, you here, got taken away on the way home’ he called out as you got up to go meet him in the kitchen.

‘Mm, missed you’ you reached up to peck his cheek ‘but I missed this more’ as you started taking the containers out of the take out bag ‘but I missed this more’

‘Heyyy!, not true and you know it.’

‘Yeah, keep telling yourself that.’

‘C’mon, jus’ shut up and eat.’

You’d been like this for a few hours. He was laying on the couch with you on top of him. Your head on his chest, with the tv playing in the background. Harry was drifting off to sleep, jetlag finally catching up to him but you were wide awake. Sighing a bit too loudly and moving to get up you suddenly felt a pair of hands gripping to your waist.

‘Where y’ goin’ love’ Harry murmurs, his eyes still closed. ‘Just to get some water, go back asleep.’ You answered him but he didn't let go of you leaving you sat in his lap with you looking up at you from his position laying down.

‘Are y’ alright, seem, um, stiff’ He questioned, you could tell he knew something was off and he was harry so he probably wouldn't give up till you told him, so now or never you thought. No chickening out.

‘um, Harry, I've, um, been meaning to talk to you about this for a while’ You started, pausing after to properly think of how to do this, you hadn't thought it’d go like this in your head. You thought it’d be in his kitchen maybe bedroom but definitely not when you were basically straddling him on the couch.

His voice interrupted your thoughts, prompting you to carry on ‘C’mon spit it out love, what's wrong.’

‘Nothings wrong, well I don't think anything wrong, i- just. Harry what are we?’ You finally just ripped the bandage off, thinking there was no point to really skip around it.

‘Oh, well,’ he paused. ‘We're us.’

‘No, H, I mean are we like, together’

‘Where's this comin’ from love’ as he started to stroke your thigh feeling that you were starting to back away from him, as much as you could at least.

‘Just, y’know, friends, people, are asking. We've been doing this for a while, H, bound to come up at some point’

‘Well, what do you want to do about it then, have t’ tell me, not a mind reader love.’ He chuckled.

‘Are we together, or I don't know can we be.’ After everything you’d done together, he still seems to make you nervous, both butterflies from being giddy and deathly terrified of his answer.

His reaction to that was not what you expected at all his face erupted into one of the biggest smiles you've ever seen him wear. ‘Like boyfriend and girlfriend?’ He grins at you

‘Yeah, I guess, yeah like boyfriend and girlfriend.’ You’d moved back to lay on him, and now your face was buried in his neck, even with the smile on his face the still small chance that this was the end was still eating at your nerves.

Harry sat up suddenly, with you now sitting in his lap he tightened his arms around your waist almost as if he knew you'd try to squirm out of his grasp, and tried to coax you to look at him.

‘Y’ askin me yo be ya boyfriend, babe?’ he's got a shit-eating grin on his face now and that's exactly the reaction you needed for the weight of rejection to be lifted off of you.

‘Guess I am, what's your answer.’

‘No no no, never actually asked me did ya can’t answer if y’ don't ask’

‘You're really making me do this h?’ You stared and raised your eyebrows at him.

‘Yeah, c’mon love thought there was somethin’ you wanted to ask me.’ You could tell he was enjoying this, and you tried to completely let your guard down and play along.

‘Okay, will you, Harry Styles, do me the honour of being my boyfriend?’ your voice was dripping with sarcasm but you both knew what you were asking was sincere.

‘Thought you’d never ask babe’ he said while his hand cupped your jaw moving your face to finally kiss you.

As you pulled away he was smiling at you, bigger than you’d seen him smile for a while. ‘Think I'm gonna be good at this boyfriend thing, don't you?’

‘Yeah I do’ you sighed as he lay back on the couch where you guys were sitting. You had your arms wrapped around his waist as he was tracing up and down your back. You really couldn’t remember what you were so nervous about 3 hours ago.

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Temptation - S2 (Ch. 13)

Where Maddie and Lila are back six months later, still managers of Stray Kids, navigating the world of incubi, and worse… Dealing with unexpected feelings

Group: Stray Kids

Pairing: Each SKZ Member/Fem! Reader (Third Person-Lila and Maddie)

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Word Count: 4,703

Main Masterlist | Stray Kids Masterlist

COMPLETE

12 | 13 | 14

Lila was sitting on the small leather couch in Chan’s studio, body curled against his own, the two of them enjoying some alone time together.

It’d been quite a few days since they could do that, and she’d missed him so much that the second he’d texted her asking if she was free, she’d told him yes.

And it was normal for them to spend any free time they could locked away in whatever room Chan chose; his bedroom, the living room on the rare occasions no one was home, his studio, the library…

They would watch movies or play video games; sometimes Lila would read while Chan worked on music just so he had the company and, other times, he was supposed to be working and instead the two of them talked for hours, no one getting anything done.

Sometimes, they didn’t do much talking at all, too wrapped up in the feel of one another, buried beneath blankets or sheets, lips melded together, breathing as one, holding each other close as if it might be the last time they ever got to hook up…

But this time…

Chan had gone all out.

Lila reached for her glass of wine sitting on the table that Chan had brought in from the living room, savoring the sweet taste as the man glanced over at her, smiling softly.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

“I love it,” she replied with a giggle. “Where did you get it?”

“Somewhere Felix told me about, actually,” Chan said, sounding somewhat surprised. “Can you believe he knows wine like that?”

“Actually…” Lila thought about it, swooshing the contents of her glass ever so slightly. “Yes.”

They both laughed at that just as she was glancing down at the large spread of food, the tray taking up most of the table.

Chan had set everything up before Lila had even gotten there.

String lights hanging from the ceiling, casting a warm glow upon the room. A projector sitting off to the side, a sheet hanging on the wall, Strong Girl Bong Soon playing- one of Lila’s favorite dramas- and a charcuterie board filled with all of her favorite things.

“This is good, right?” Chan asked with a laugh, motioning towards the tray. “I don’t really make these things, but every time you do, they’re so good, so-”

Lila turned, watching him shrug.

“I looked up a picture online and gave it my best shot.”

He grinned proudly, making her giggle, and she had to admit, the tray did look pretty damn good.

For someone who’d never made a board before, Chan sure went through a lot of effort.

Plucking some cheese and a cracker off the tray, she felt warm and content inside, knowing the man did all this for her.

They hadn’t gotten to go out together lately, both way too busy juggling all the work that was coming with this comeback, and Lila was just happy to be here.

Chan- as always- brought such a homey comfort whenever he was with her.

If she could, she would probably spend forever with him.

For a moment, they laid there together, Lila’s head snuggled into his chest, Chan’s arm wrapped around her body, fingers absentmindedly sliding up and down her back, leaving more warmth and subtle goosebumps across her skin.

“This drama is ridiculous,” Chan chuckled, watching the main character lift a car, chucking it across the street.

“It’s good!” Lila insisted, laughing too. “I like it.”

“So does Hyunjin,” he said. “You guys actually have quite a bit in common, you know.”

Lila smiled; yeah she already knew that.

“I know.”

He grinned at her before turning back to the screen, but when she looked at him, his eyes were slightly unfocused, like he was thinking hard about something…

And Lila knew Chan well enough to know that he probably had something to say, but hadn’t yet.

“What is it?” she asked quietly, the man quickly turning back to look at her.

“What?”

His eyebrows were raised in question, but she could still see the slight contemplation in his expression.

“I can tell you want to say something,” she said, giving him a small smile. “What’s going on?”

Chan chuckled with a shake of his head.

“Guess nothing gets past you, huh?”

He was teasing, and they laughed together before he was turning down the drama, a small lull in the background as he turned to face her.

“I just…”

He was trying to find the right words, moving his hands around.

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry… for how… weird I’ve been lately.”

Lila tilted her head slightly.

“What do you mean?”

“You know, I’ve just been, uh-” Chan rubbed the back of his neck, looking up at her through his lashes, smiling guiltily. “Well, I feel like I’ve been a bit cranky.”

The man didn’t elaborate, only glanced around the studio for a moment, but Lila knew exactly what he meant.

The red in his eyes

She waited for him to say more; to tell her what was going on, if the red meant angry like she thought it did, and what it did to him.

Did it hurt? Was he okay? Was there something wrong Lila could fix for him?

However, Chan only pressed his lips together, swallowing hard, even just skirting on the subject seeming to bother him as he dropped his hand from his neck.

“I’ve just been really busy and stressed with this comeback,” he told her honestly, eyes locking with hers once more. “And I… haven’t been myself, one hundred percent.”

And it was on the tip of her tongue; Lila wanted to ask him more.

Wanted to ask him all the questions she’d had for the past several weeks now.

But there was something about the way Chan was looking at her right now; something weirdly sensitive about him, like this subject was eating him alive, like something was wrong and he didn’t- couldn’t- talk about it.

So- knowing Maddie would probably kill her if she was here- Lila bit her bottom lip, snuggling her shoulder into him in a make-shift hug.

“It’s okay,” she told him. “I understand… This comeback has been busy and stressful.”

Chan smiled a little- the soft, sincere one she swore she only saw when he was with her- her stomach flipping at the sight, his hand coming up to brush some hair out of her face.

“Thank you,” he said quietly. “You always understand.”

She could see the slight relief on his face; that he was thankful she hadn’t asked more questions, grateful she hadn’t pushed him when the subject was so obviously a tough one-

And Lila felt better about not asking- about not worrying about ruining the moment and just letting him talk to her about it when he was ready.

In the end, she knew Chan would.

Right?

Before she could elaborate anymore on her own thoughts, Chan’s palm was sliding to cup her face, and he was leaning close, swooping down and pressing his lips against hers.

It was gentle but still so lovely, Lila’s body glowing at the feel of it, her body turning towards him on instinct, Chan’s thumb caressing her cheek-

He pulled back, their eyes meeting once more, and Lila could see it again- that bright blue- the color lingering so long, she wasn’t sure it was going to change back.

But then his eyes were flickering again, changing to purple, and Chan’s smile went slightly one-sided.

“What did I do to deserve you?”

There were butterflies in Lila’s stomach, the tickly feeling making her giggle, a giddy bubble in her throat as Chan was already leaning close again-

“You can thank BamBam,” she all but whispered. “He’s the one who posted the job opening last year-”

Chan chuckled, but with his lips so close to hers, Lila’s breath was hitching-

“I’ll make sure to send him my thanks.”

Then he was closing the little distance between them, pressing his lips harder against her own, other hand running up the length of her arm-

And Lila had never experienced anything like it- something deep within her seeming to push her towards him, her body adjusting just as Chan was doing the same, his mouth never leaving hers…

Her back was on the leather cushions, head resting on the pillow, and Chan was laying on his side beside her, body hot and pressed against her own.

She was running her hand up his arm before carding her fingers through his hair and he was deepening the kiss, turning his head, exhaling against her lips, making her heart skip a beat.

The heat in the room was rising, the rhythm of their kiss increasing, the strong incubus powers that always came with Chan sliding through every nerve in Lila’s body- burning, liquid pleasure causing her to yank on his hair, almost more than she could handle-

Chan groaned deep in his throat, body rolling more completely on top of her. Her arms were wrapping around his neck, his hand sliding up her shirt, squeezing her waist, nails digging into her skin in the best of ways-

Everything with him was overwhelming- the incubus powers still coursing through her veins, hot and desirous and intense. Lila could feel every contour of his body, his lips soft and urgent as they kissed, like he couldn’t get enough of her.

His leg slipped in between her own, hips moving against hers, and they moaned together, Chan’s tongue sliding gently across her bottom lip, Lila giving him access with a gasp-

And there was more fire seeping into her core, pulling her to him once more, Lila sighing at the strong urgency of it. Chan was moving his hips again, his breath hitching against her lips, hand squeezing her waist a little harder now, that perfect amount of roughness-

He was made for her, she was sure of it, the feeling of just this sending her heart racing, pulse in her ears, body flushed and pliant beneath him, Chan kissing her just right and touching her just right as she scratched across his shoulders.

And then he was shuddering with a deep moan when she was dragging her nails down his broad back, his hand slipping on her waist, forehead pressing against hers as his hips rolled into her once more, Lila feeling just how turned on he was now-

“Lila-”

His voice was strained, asking without asking if they could do more; getting that incubus consent he always needed.

Like she would ever say no.

She slid her hands up his back in answer, lifting her hips to grind against him before gripping his shoulders, telling him yes-

Chan was half laughing, half groaning, kissing her hard again.

“But you’ll miss your show,” he muttered.

He was teasing of course, Lila’s breath catching in her throat at the hotness of his voice before she was pulling him closer.

“It’s okay-”

She whispered, feeling Chan smile against her lips.

“-I’ve seen it before anyway.”

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“Okay, so tell me everything.”

Maddie’s eyes were shining a bit, stuffing a pair of Vans into her suitcase as she looked at Lila.

“Everything?” Lila asked with a smirk. “Even-”

“Okay, obviously you and Chan had sex-”

Maddie laughed, shoving the shoes into the massive pile of clothes in her case, voice strained with the effort.

“-Please spare me the details on that-”

Lila giggled.

“But, you know… What was the date like? What did he do?!”

It had been two days since her evening spent in Chan’s studio, and Lila honestly couldn’t believe this was the first time the girls had time to talk.

The last forty-eight hours had been such chaos; practices, interviews, appointments, performances. They’d been splitting up, often having two things going on at the same time, only exchanging a quick “Hi!” or “Good luck!” before running off to take care of whatever was needed.

But they were all leaving for Japan tomorrow evening, and the two of them had congregated in Maddie’s room for the evening, catching up on everything while they packed.

“Well…”

Lila was already getting smiley just thinking about the other night, standing in their shared bathroom and pulling her soap from the shower.

“He hung string lights all over the ceiling and had this projector that was playing Strong Girl-”

“Oh my god, holy marriage material,” Maddie joked, laughing at herself. “Why is Chan so freaking amazing?”

“I don’t know,” Lila replied with a giggle.

She often asked herself the same thing.

“Then he had this huge charcuterie board,” she continued, moving to the sink and yanking open her makeup drawer. “And it was so cute, you could tell he tried really hard. He even folded the salamis!”

“Into little flowers?” her best friend asked, suddenly appearing in the doorway, eyes wide. “Sorry, just had to grab my brush-”

She picked up the hair brush from the counter, Lila nodding quickly.

“Yes, into little flowers! And there was wine… I guess Felix suggested it.”

“Felix helped him with the date?”

Maddie had turned to her with raised eyebrows.

“Yeah,” Lila replied with a shrug. “I guess so…”

The older smiled, looking pleased.

“Huh… that’s interesting.”

She walked away, talking again before Lila could ask.

“So, then what?”

“Well… we watched the drama for a bit and… uh…”

Her cheeks went hot as she sifted through her makeup drawer, remembering…

Couch leather slick against the bare skin of her back, Chan’s breathless moans in her ear, Lila arching her body into his, turning her head to the side, watching his fingers curl into the cushion beneath them as he moved-

“Okay got it-”

Maddie was in the doorway again, laughing at Lila’s now bright red face.

“-guess there’s nothing else to tell.”

She was teasing a little, grabbing her curl cream from the counter and moving back to the bedroom.

“I’m glad it was good! You deserve it, and- as usual- Chan sounds like a dreamboat.”

Lila followed behind her, having everything she needed and heading back to her suitcase.

“What about you?” she asked. “You’ve been awfully quiet about this whole Han situation…”

Maddie dropped her curl cream, quickly disappearing behind the side of the bed to get it, groaning loudly.

“I mean- there’s nothing to- It was just- you know-”

But the girl wasn’t making any sense.

And this is exactly how it had been when Maddie had texted Lila two days ago about it. All she’d said was “Omg, me and Han just hooked up”, but when Lila had asked for details, Maddie had been conveniently too busy, promising she’d say later.

“Was it good?” Lila asked. “Did you like it? It seems like you liked it, bestie-”

“You don’t know that-”

Her voice was muffled, now reaching under the bed.

“Well considering you won’t talk about it, I’d say I do.”

Lila was being snarky, but Maddie snorted under her breath, sighing loudly.

“Basically, he and I ran into each other because I was getting hot chocolate- which shit, I gotta tell you about that, too- Ow!”

She tried to stand up too early, smacking her head on the bed. Maddie rubbed the top of her head as she stood up properly, scowling slightly, curl cream in her hand once more.

“Eunae broke up with Han,” she said with another sigh, tossing the cream in her suitcase. “He was honestly pretty upset about it…”

Lila frowned a little, realizing this made sense; Han and Eunae had been very tense the few times she had seen them together over the last couple days, and at one point, Eunae had switched with Songyi to work on Seungmin instead.

“Yikes,” she said, cringing. “He seemed to really like her. And I thought she liked him, too?”

“Yeah, well, apparently she didn’t want anything-” Maddie put her hands up for air quotes. “-serious.”

“And Han said it was serious?”

“Yep,” Maddie replied with a nod. “Took her on dates and everything. I don’t know why she changed her mind, but she broke up with him, I asked him if he wanted to talk about it, he said he did, so… We went to the library, and…”

Lila raised an eyebrow, looking up from her bag where she’d been carefully placing her things.

“And you liked it.”

“No-” Maddie shook her head with a laugh. “Okay, yes? I mean, he just… we weirdly understand each other, you know? Like I know we’ve said Han and I have stuff in common, but like…”

She paused, looking thoughtful.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I could like… feel his emotions or some shit-”

“It’s because you both have anxiety,” Lila told her, not nearly as surprised as Maddie seemed to be. “And I think you can empathize with him a little more than maybe some other people…”

“Yeah, I guess…” Maddie swallowed. “Well, we- I mean, I asked him if he wanted my help to heal him, and it was… nice. A lot nicer than I was expecting-”

Lila watched her, feeling amused.

“He didn’t kiss you, did he?”

Maddie shook her head instantly.

“No. I wouldn’t let him.”

“Good.”

Probably not a good idea to open up that can of worms, Lila thought to herself.

“But anyway, I mean he kinda just- helped me forget for a minute-”

“So he’s your stress relief, not Hyunjin.”

Maddie blanched, wrinkling her nose.

“Uh no.”

Lila laughed at her own joke, before realizing-

“What was Han helping you forget?”

“Well, I…”

Maddie was tucking some hair behind her ear, avoiding Lila’s eyes.

“Jeongin kissed me. After Cosmic Bowling.”

Oh my god

Lila had completely forgotten about the bowling date!

“Is that… Good?”

“Yeah, it was… really good actually; the whole evening.”

Maddie told Lila about the entire experience- the pizza, how she’d lost to Jeongin, how they’d held hands in the car on the way home…

“And then he just…”

She stopped, a smile on her face.

“Kissed me.”

She looked as if she was still surprised this had happened.

“I… think he might like me.”

Lila couldn’t help snorting with laughter, shaking her head.

“No shit, Maddie. Come on; did you think all those hang outs were just hang outs?”

“I-”

She ran a quick hand through her hair.

“I had my suspicions that it might be more, but he never said anything,” she was trying to defend herself, looking a little distressed. “I didn’t say anything either- which was my fault, I admit it, I should’ve asked what we were doing- but he didn’t make any moves, Jeongin was just sweet to me like always-”

“That’s because he’s always liked you,” Lila said more gently.

Maddie stared at her, biting her lip.

“I guess I didn’t want to think about it too hard.”

Well, Lila thought. At least she’s honest

“Did you… like the kiss?”

“Yes?” Maddie’s answer sounded more like a question, and she was fidgeting nervously, flattening her clothes in her suitcase. “I mean yes, I did like it. It was sweet, and gentle, and of course he’s handsome. I got that like, warmth, too, you know? But I just…”

She paused again, and Lila had a feeling she knew what was going on here.

“Is it Hyunjin?”

Her voice was quiet, and Maddie didn’t look up right away, staring at her suitcase for another moment before growling, letting her face fall into her hands.

“What am I doing?!”

Lila couldn’t help but chuckle at Maddie’s dramatics.

“It’s okay to like Hyunjin, Maddie-”

“Is it?” she asked sarcastically, voice muffled by her hands.

“Yes,” Lila rolled her eyes, laughing again. “Are you admitting that you do, finally, or-?”

Her best friend looked up at that, glaring playfully.

“No. I don’t like him, I just-”

“Thought about him when Jeongin kissed you. Seems normal.”

Maddie laughed out loud, throwing a sock across the room at Lila. It missed her entirely, and they watched it fall to the carpet before looking at one another once more.

“No matter what… craziness is going on in my brain right now…” Maddie shook her head. “Hyunjin and I would never be good for each other.”

“And why is that?” she asked.

Lila couldn’t help thinking both her best friend and Hyunjin were in an insane amount of denial.

She still remembered that morning so many months ago, when Maddie called her in a panic, Lila asleep next to Chan for the first time- still in the afterglow of it- and the girl had been talking a mile a minute about how Hyunjin had just “showed up, and I wasn’t expecting it. Asking for help even though he didn’t need it. I mean I told him no at first, ‘cause fuck that, you know? But then he told me he was curious, and…”

Well, needless to say, Maddie and Hyunjin had been hooking up ever since.

And even when her best friend swore up and down they were only doing it because they were “strictly compatible in bed”, Lila begged to differ.

She’d seen Hyunjin since this whole thing started; the fondness in his eyes when he looked at Maddie, the change in him- so much happier than before- and his overall attitude in general.

And she’d seen Maddie, too.

Every time she came back from hanging out with Hyunjin, she was a little more glowy. Even just talking to him- when the two would exchange their usual light banter- Maddie seemed so smitten it was hard to believe she wasn’t in love…

Lila thought it was incredible the two of them could be so stubbornly blind.

“We just bicker like all the time and he’s always teasing me-”

Maddie was unfolding and refolding shirts, clearly agitated.

“-and we’re constantly calling each other out on our shit-”

“Maybe you both need that,” Lila interrupted with a shrug.

She dropped the black shirt in her hand, mouth falling open.

“Are you shipping this right now?”

Lila laughed loudly.

“I’m just saying… Maybe it’s not so bad, being with someone as passionate as you. Why are you fighting this so hard?”

It was a question that was long overdue.

“Well, for one, I never said I have feelings for Hyunjin-”

Lila gave her a look, but Maddie ignored it.

“-for two, even if I did, he’s never once showed any interest in reciprocating said feelings that could be non-existent-”

Lila rolled her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“-and for three…” Maddie paused, and she looked at her for a moment, watching the girl’s face soften a bit. “I… like Jeongin. A lot.”

And Lila wasn’t an idiot- she knew this, too.

She knew Maddie was always happy when she was with Jeongin; knew the girl was content with him and that Jeongin was more than content with her-

“He’s sweet and patient and awesome…” she ran a hand through her hair. “Pretty much everything a girl would want in a boyfriend… if a boyfriend was something they… wanted-”

“So, is that girl you?” Lila asked softly.

Maddie looked at her, biting her lip.

“It should be.”

“But is it?”

After being friends with Maddie for as long as she had been, Lila knew it was important to be pushy with her sometimes; otherwise she’d spend all day running circles in her own head.

“I mean…”

Lila closed her suitcase, zipping it up before turning around with flourish.

“Picture this,” she said. “You go on a date with Jeongin on the beach; your favorite.”

“Okay…” Maddie was already smiling warmly.

“Picture it in your head. Walking on the sand, holding hands, talking, eating at a nice restaurant with an awesome balcony, or maybe just having a picnic right there while the sun sets or something.”

The older nodded.

“Maybe you guys are like kissing and… stuff-”

They both giggled, Maddie nodding again. And as she thought about it, her smile grew, the older tucking some hair behind her ear before looking at Lila.

“Well, thank you for that visual, it was lovely-”

“Now,” Lila grinned wickedly. “Imagine the same thing with Hyunjin.”

Maddie crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“He’d probably just throw me in the ocean.”

“No he wouldn’t and you know it.”

They laughed together again, and Lila waited, watching Maddie bite her lip, imagining the same date in her head with Hyunjin.

And- satisfied- Lila watched her best friend's cheeks turn just the faintest of pinks before she was hiding her face in her hands again, crying out loudly.

“Bestie please, can we change the subject?” she all but whined. “I can’t… like- Think about this-”

And before Lila could tell her she really needed to- that was kind of the point- Maddie was lifting her face from her hands, hair flying in all directions, eyes wide as saucers-

“Oh my god-” she smacked her palm to her forehead. “I just realized. I need to-”

She was shaking her head, gathering her words.

“Lila… I found out what the eye colors mean. Han and I talked about it that night.”

“You did?” she asked, hands falling from her suitcase in surprise. “Like the red?”

“Not the red,” Maddie was shaking her head, pressing her lips together. “The blue.”

She seemed a bit nervous, and that had Lila’s heart jumping a little.

“It means… It means Chan is falling in love, bestie. Um. With you.”

Lila was frozen for a moment, not sure if she’d even heard her right.

There was an immediate jolt in her chest, Lila’s stomach twisting into knots, not sure exactly what to say-

Chan is… falling in love with me?

“But it’s more complicated than just that, because-” her best friend's words cut right through her thoughts. “Well- saying I love you for incubi is like a… connection thing-”

Maddie explained everything Han had told her; about the bonding, how once I love you is said, the two are bound as one, the incubus only gaining energy from the one human-

“-and yeah I think that…” her best friend grimaced. “That complicates things a bit.”

Lila was still a little struck, staring at the older as she tried to process everything.

Chan was… falling in love with her.

There was something like fireworks exploding somewhere near her stomach, a blush spreading fast across her cheeks.

There was a bubble of pure happiness lodging itself in her throat, making it hard to breathe, but in a good way, an excited way, the kind of thing that made Lila want to sing and dance all over the room-

But there was also a small ringing in the back of her mind, growing louder, bringing Lila back to reality, reminding her that as wonderful as this was, things were- like Maddie had said…

Complicated.

“Shit,” Lila muttered under her breath, playing with the ends of her hair, not sure exactly how to feel. “I don’t know what to do…”

She knew how important Chan’s job was to him; why it was worrying to him that he would fall in love, have to rely on just her, be so connected to a person when he already led such a busy life.

But it’s already just me, Lila couldn’t help thinking.

She had exclusively been Chan’s only source of energy since the first time they’d hooked up, so if they were bonded…

Would it be much different?

But she knew Chan was a professional man; that making things more complicated for the group- no matter how unlikely- was not something he wanted.

And she also knew how much Chan was in love with his music; maybe he was worried he couldn’t have both-

“I think…”

Maddie broke the temporary silence, slowly closing her suitcase, speaking carefully.

“I think Chan is just trying to process everything. I doubt any of these guys have ever been in something as serious as this-”

Lila nodded.

Bound to one person indefinitely…

It was a big deal.

She swallowed hard, feeling like she needed to process a bit herself, her excited racing heart conflicting with her worried, fretful thoughts-

“Yeah…” she sighed. “I think you’re right.”

To Be Continued...

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ok wait after u sent me that ask i have to know ur top books!!! dw if u don't feel like it but i would love to hear them 🌷

This is so sweet and considerate! Thank you Eva, you gave me 5 so I’ll try to keep it to that # as well 💖🐰 off the top of my head:

🌷 The Stormlight Archive series, especially the second book, Words of Radiance. Stormlight is like 4 books + 2 novellas right now, and is projected to be 10 books and ???novellas eventually. And on top of that each main book is 1000+ pages and while you can read Stormlight on its own, most of the other books by the author, Brandon Sanderson, are part of this larger fictional universe called the cosmere. Each series takes place on a different planet, and if you are invested in the whole cosmere, there’s Easter egg references to other series in other series. So like! While I rec these books often, most people understandably don’t take me up on it wgshshh 🤭 Sanderson’s non-Stormlight books are all MUCH shorter but also much more flawed imo. Like I wouldn’t count him among my favorite authors were it not for Stormlight. anyway I’m a die hard fantasy fan so the length didn’t deter me, and I picked these up because a friend told me the world building in these books was genuinely unique instead of the typical very lazy maps composed of like. Fantasy Russia and its hostile mysterious neighbors Fantasy General East Asia and Fantasy Africa lol. and she was right! The world building is exquisite and refreshing and almost every character is canonically of color. They live in a society with an eye color based caste system and it’s.., so hard to sum up this massive series with four main characters and a ridiculous(ly fun) amount of plot lines, so I’ll cut this short and say 1) the first book, The Way of Kings, is highly expository but the ending is so so worth it, and if you enjoy the ending you’ll find merit in continuing with the series 2) Words of Radiance is my favorite book so far partially because I haven’t read the newest, Rhythm of War, yet, and also because it’s the book with the most scenes that solidified Kaladin Stormblessed (one of the main characters) as one of my favorites of all time. Another one of the best things about this series is how Brandon Sanderson portrays mental health in very natural ways, and it makes Kaladin’s growth so incredibly soothing to follow (I MEAN. He has low points that sometimes hit too close to home, but it makes you root for him harder) he really is just. Truly my definition of a hero, if we wanna get cheesy about it, and I had to pick one solid example. I love him so much this isn’t even the tip of the iceberg as to why 😭!

🌷Jane Eyre. Silly frivolous teenaged girl that I am this book swept me off my feet when I first read it and I condone every problematic aspect of it❤️ (I DONT ofc but like! I love drama and being played like a fiddle by narratives and the book delivered on both fronts! And it couldn’t have without its unsavory plot twist soooo 😙💖) (the hate this book and especially one specific character gets is funny to me just because like. Hate for the former (imo) usually stems from people taking the book too seriously while simultaneously missing the point (JE and du Maurier’s Rebecca (highly influenced by the former) are oft considered loose Bluebeard retellings for a reasonnnn!) and hate for the latter is usually just like. Warranted and then taken over the top like... he’s just a fake funny little man you guys :( and the book would’ve been boring if he wasn’t so twisted and out of touch and passionate ): not to mention I do personally in a mean ish way think it’s funny how for some people this character is one of the worst examples of men they can imagine. Like good for Them! I don’t want them to have lower standards for horribleness in people But also omg 🤭 it just reminds me of how... irony of all ironies, I’m semi frequently told I’m too harsh on real life men and then when I love twisted ones in books (for being funny and entertaining and good solid characters) I like. get the most interesting side eyes (whether figurative or literal) bwjswnhshe anyway I have nothing against Austen, I definitely enjoy her, but from what I’ve read so far, I prefer the Brontës a lot more... I need adventure! Show me horror show me rot etc etc❤️ also I’m. A stupid sucker so the fact that the book was Charlotte Brontë’s attempt to write a plain looking lady protagonist and to make her praiseworthy and virtuous and worthy of spellbinding romance makes me... 💗💓💕

🌷Keturah and Lord Death — Martine Leavitt. I haven’t seen it officially stated anywhere but to me it’s p clear this book is a retelling of/highly inspired by Godfather Death (the Grimm tale) Very simple, predictable but effective plot, and the characters are just. So much fun. From my url you can probably tell I love stories in which women (or anyone but you know. Death and the Maiden is its own trope for a reason) outsmart/face off against death. If they also k*ss, when done right, I think that’s swell as well.

🌷A Thousand Splendid Suns — Khalid Hosseini. By far the heaviest book I will mention in this ask, and I don’t rec it willy nilly for that and a few other reasons. It’s a forever fave to me because I read it at the exact right time in my life, where I was like... noticing a ton of things irl and things at home were tumultuous, and when I saw very similar things unfold in this book while I was being silenced and made to feel crazy by the adults around me, it meant so much to me to see reality as I was experiencing it in real time reflected back at me via this novel. The context of the story is wildly different from my own life and the stakes the characters face are far higher, and it is if I remember right mostly a novel about the horrors of war, which isn’t something I pretend to have any firsthand experience with, but! It was legitimately cathartic to read when I read it, and it especially meant a lot to me at the time that the author was a grown man. Not to mention how my mother is not and never has been a reader, and somehow the one and only book I ever managed to get her to read was this. Hilariously she got mad at me for only (“only”) reading depressing things (there’s... a grain of truth to that but she doesn’t need to know! 🤫) but also... she was hooked I could tell! (I got all tmi explaining this one gag I’m so sorry)

🌷A Slight Trick of the Mind — Mitch Cullin. Retirement-era Holmes! Holmes as an old man! A sad old man who keeps bees!! It’s the novel the movie Mr. Holmes was based off of (haven’t seen it yet) and I was not expecting it to get me all sentimental like it did 🤨😪 but anyway it’s like. A prolonged character study and explores some of the most interesting (to me, anyway) parts of Holmes that are only lightly touched upon in canon, like his occasionally huge follies when navigating his few close relationships and how he copes with them afterwards, his fatigue at the random injustice of the world, how he’s often mistaken both by characters that surround him and people irl as a man without feelings, etc etc. like there’s no Dr. Watson or Mrs. Hudson in this book, and the people he interacts with are almost entirely original characters, but as I listened to the audiobook it barely occurred to me to miss Watson and Hudson (I know! 😦) and the author’s original characters interacted with Holmes so believably that I sometimes forgot they weren’t ever Doyle’s. Def recommend to any flexible Holmes fan that’s not a total stickler for canon (though you don’t actually have to know much about Holmes to read this book and enjoy it! 🐝)

🌷Sleepless — Sarah Vaughn + Leila del Luca. I began with the longest book, so let me end with the shortest. It’s a 2 volume long graphic novel series and that it’s so short is the only long standing, legitimate complaint I have of it! Gorgeous art, really effectively written romance, a dark skinned girl who gets to be the proactive, lively protagonist and stunning, pined after love interest at the same time, a cast of characters that is majority of color, the perfect %-age of drama and angst etc etc. if you can find it via your library or online or smth, you can knock it out in one sitting and leave the experience eternally altered in the funnest way 👁👄👁

Honorable mentions: The Botany of Desire — Michael Pollan, Troubling Love — Elena Ferrante, The Girl from the Garden — Parnaz Foroutan

#asks #book recs #wasn’t sure if you’d read Jane Eyre before so I was vague abt it qgzhshshs #long post

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Breathe Me - Chapter 2 [nct vamp au]

Description: After dropping out of college and coming home for the first time in two years, 22-year-old Ava Lee gets caught up in a mystery surrounding the people she thought she knew for so long. Between friendship, affairs and true love the young women finds herself being pulled into a nightmare she would never wake up from.

Pairing: Oc x Taeyong , Oc x Johnny [side: markxoc, tenxoc, lucasxoc, jaehyunxoc]

Included Members: Taeyong, Johnny, Mark, Lucas, Ten, Jaehyun, Doyoung, Haechan (maybe more)

Genre: Drama, Romance, Angst, Fantasy

Warnings: some swearing I guess and some umm angst (this chapter)

suggestive content, strong language, violence, blood, death. probably more, not sure yet (later chapters)

a/n: yeah who doesn't like awkward encounters in cafés and bookstores? Plus an awkward party with a big surprise? Sign me up. Anyway, that's the second chapter for this baby. I got carried away a lot, so it turned out a lot longer than expected but I honestly didn't want to split it up. A lot is happening! I'm honestly so excited for the third one as the main plot will start there and let me tell you – it will go WILD, haha. Enjoy ♥

ch. 1 || ch. 3

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“Oh, hey Ava. Haven't seen you in forever. How are you? That's exactly what he said.”, Ava told her best friend while savouring her freshly baked croissant.

Yunmi sighed and took another sip form her third coffee. “I mean you actually didn't see him in nearly three years.”

Ava shot her friend a glance and snorted. “Yeah, well, that's not my bad. He decided to completely ignore me for no reason at all.”

“Yeah, because he's a jerk. That's a fact.”, Yunmi said with a smile, trying to comfort her friend.

“Totally.”

“A handsome jerk, tho.”, Ava added and drank a sip of her water, trying to avoid her friend's gaze.

“Yup, we all got eyes. But I still don't get it. I mean you two didn't even hook up, did you?”, she felt Yunmi's eyes staring holes in her body.

“No, I've told you a hundred times. We just kissed. I think I'd remember if I hooked up with fucking Johnny Suh.”, Ava sighed with frustration in her voice. Of course she thought Johnny was attractive. Well, not only attractive. It was like she was just drawn to his simple presence. Not to mention, that he was funny, smart, caring and overall just a good person. Or that's what she thought before he decided to just erase her out of his life.

She just couldn't get a hang of it. The memories she had of that night were just magnificient. The farewell party was fun and chill. Everyone enjoyed themselves while dancing or just having drinks. She wasn't even that buzzed, especially not in the moment she remembered so clearly it even felt a little surreal sometimes. But she could remember so clearly how she talked to Johnny for hours about everything. It wasn't the typical smalltalk they usually had – she told him about her worries for university, her feelings about this god forsaken town and even managed to tell him that he crushed on him for years, not having the balls to ask him out. Him being the best friend of her brother didn't make the whole situation easier, though.

And then, just like in all these movies she binge-watched with Yunmi he actually kissed her. And not like a friend, no, she remembered his lips on hers so clearly. The softness of them and how perfectly fit on hers like they were just meant to be. Yet, it felt like a dream sometimes. She felt how much passion the kiss had, it was breathtaking, like a sweet drug she couldn't get enough from and yes, she absolutely would've slept with him but she knew that he was a gentleman. They just chuckled at each other before he brought her home, promising to call the next day before her flight would take off.

But that never happened.

“Maybe you should try talking to him? Like face-to-face. You won't be able to avoid him forever, especially because of Mark.”, Yunmi said and tried to read her friends emotions but Ava just chuckled.

“Watch me.”

The café Yunmi picked out was next to the bookstore Mark worked at. Ava remembered how the spot was always closed and under construction but apparently it opened a few months ago. The style was simple and comfy. It was a light store with paintings on the walls and different types of plants everywhere. Huge windows allowed a view over the main street and the small park right in the middle. It seemed oddly familiar to Ava, even though she never set a foot in this building. But something just felt like she's been there before but she couldn't figure it out.

“I need more coffee.”, Yunmi said and pouted looking at her empty cup.

“Dude, that was your third coffee.” Ava laughed and looked at her friend, with just a tint of worry in her eyes.

“Happens when you work as a nurse. Night shifts are just so tiring here. Nothing happens anyway but I wasn't able to take a nap because I had to do all these papers.”, she said annoyed and pouted at Ava, holding up her empty cup.

The girl sighed and smiled, standing up to get her friend her needed refill.

Ava went up to the empty counter and looked for the young waiter she saw earlier but to her surprise another young man came out, looking at her with warm eyes.

“Can I get a refill please?”, she asked politely and handed the guy the cup after he nodded. His eyes focused on her for just a second, but for her it felt longer. Did she know him? His hair was dyed in a ashy-blonde color, hair framing his delicate facial features. His eyes looked warm yet they had something deep and maybe even dark about them. The way he moved looked elegant. She eyed him just for a second longer, trying hardly to think why he looked so familiar. She even felt like she somewhat heard his voice before. She squinted her eyes trying to take a look at his name tag but apparently he didn't even wear one.

“Here. Do you need something else?”, he asked.

Ava froze for a split second, realized how impolite it was to stare at a person as bluntly as she did.

“No, thank you. I really like the place, though. It's pretty.”, she smiled lightly and took the cup.

The guy thanked her, his face lightened up, a smile appearing on his face, which made her feel warm all of a sudden. Why did his smile see so familiar?

She hurried back to the table her friend was sitting, giving her her desperately needed caffeine.

“Who's the guy at the counter?”, Ava asked.

Yunmi immediately turned around to take a look at who her friend meant.

“Taeyong. He owns this place.”

After Ava stayed silent, not quite sure if she knew him or not, Yunmi added,

“He lives together with Johnny and Jaehyun in that house. We met him there once, don't you remember?”, Yunmi asked and raised a brow.

“I don't know. I guess? You know how bad my memory is.”, Ava chuckled and stared at her glass of water before giving her friend a smile.

Honestly, she wasn't sure if she remembered. Maybe she did meet him back then. Maybe not.

“He's cute, isn't he? He even makes the pastries himself.”, Yunmi said and took a bit of her sandwich after inhaling her coffee.

“Yeah, he is nice, I guess.”, Ava said, looking over at the counter where Taeyong stood. She saw how his eyes met hers, holding the eye-contact for just a bit before he turned around and went to the back.

Weird.

“There will be a party tonight at their house.” Yunmi said, eyeing her friend once more. After Ava didn't answer right away Yunmi sighed.

“We should go. It will be fun.” she added.

“Since when do you want to go parties?”, Ava asked her friend, raising her brow. As long as she remembered Yunmi and her weren't the type of girls who went to parties. They usually preferred a good movie night with food over drinks and bad music. Even in college, Ava didn't attend many of those famous college parties she heard about.

“Their parties are usually really nice.”, she smiled softly and started to play with a strand of her brown hair.

“Mh-mh. Their parties or just someone at their parties?”, Ava teased her friend, poking her cheek.

Yunmi pouted a light shade of red on her cheeks. She caught her.

“Well, you won't know if you don't join.”, Yunmi poked out her tongue at Ava, laughing softly at her.

“Fine. But if I see Johnny I'll leave.”, Ava said firmly and looked at her hands for a second. She really didn't want to attend another party where he was after the last time, even if it was years ago.

“He lives there, genius. Of course he will be there. But it will be fun, I promise. Maybe you could even use the chance to talk to-”

A glance of Ava cut her friends words off, holding her hands up in defeat.

“Fine. Or ignore him. Just come with me. I'll introduce you to some cool people, okay?”

The girl groaned until she gave in.

“Okay. I will be there. Mark probably wants to go too, anyway.”, Ava said and rummaged in her bag, trying to find her phone.

“Probably.”, Yunmi answered, seemingly uninterested if the boy would join them or not.

“Mh, can't find my phone.”, Ava muttered, unable to find anything in her bag anyway.

“Well, the bookstore is right next-door, I'll just ask him there. I think he's working.”, she looked to her best friend who seemed to have spaced out for a second.

“You join me?”, she asked, touching Yunmis hand for a second. Her best friend shook her head, smiling at her.

“No no, I need to take a nap and a shower before the party. Just, um, say hello from me, will you?”, Yunmi stood up, taking her jacket over her arm, helping to put the empty plates and cups on the empty counter.

“Yeah, sure. See you then.”, Ava said putting the rest of the plates on the counter, a bit surprised about the sudden haste her friend was in.

She sighed taking a look around the café once more before leaving it for the day. Ava tried her best to not overthink the whole situation and slowly walked to the next door on the street, leading into the small bookstore her younger brother worked at.

She strolled through the filled shelves, inhaling the magnificent scent of all the bound books walking up to her most favourite isle – old classics. Her fingers trailed over the spines, feeling their different textures. She used to read a lot, every week a new book in her hand, ready to savour it in just one sitting. Back then, it felt easy to just sit down, a book in her hands and shutting the world out completely, focusing only on the words forming these beautiful pictures inside her head, making all these thoughts haunting her in real life go away just like that. When did she lose this talent? Nowadays, she just couldn't get herself to actually read a book. She continues to buy them, placing them prominently on her nightstand, in hopes for her to just grab it in the evening but the pile of books just grew bigger and bigger over the weeks until she finally stopped to even buy them. She hoped to get back into her once most loved hobby. Even if it was just for a few minutes.

“Hey, didn't expect you to visit me.”, she heard Mark saying and turned around, a big smile on her lips.

“I wanted to surprise you, I've actually met with Yunmi. We had breakfast in the café next door.”, Ava answered and looked at her brother. She chuckled mildly. He looked so grown-up and mature in his plain black shirt with his round glasses on, his dark hair falling into his face. She realized how different he looked from the last time she saw him. Unbelievable that he was already 20 years old.

“Oh-Uh, yeah it opened up a few weeks ago. The owner is Jaehyun and Johnny's roommate.”, Mark said after he scratched the nape of his neck. “H-How's Yunmi? She alright?”, he asked casually while sorting a book from his hand into the shelv.

“Yeah, I guess. She said hello but had to rush home.”, Ava answered, shrugging her shoulders.

She eyed her brother and how he fumbled with the hem of his shirt, he seemed to want to say something but decided not to.

“Anyway.”, he exhaled loudly and cleared his throat before smiling at Ava. “I'm happy you're visiting. Want me to show you around? I mean you technically know it, though.”, her brother chuckled.

But as the good sister she is she nodded and let her brother show her all the different types of book they had and which authors occasionally came to give a reading. Seeing his eyes lighten up just by the name of these authors made her heart melt. He explained passionately the several differences in their writing techniques and why they were his favourites. He told her how he fell in love with classic literature, especially romance and tragedy.

Ava listened to him swooning over different works and their means to past society, yet he even read modern novels. She looked at all the books, most of them she already read by herself when she was younger. She felt proud seeing him glowing up, doing what he loved without hiding.

“I just hope I'll be half as good as them.”, she heard her brother sighing when he put down the last book.

Ava put a hand on his slim shoulder and smiled at him warmly.

“I’m sure you will be. Trust me, I will be your biggest fan!”, she laughed and ruffled his hair, making him scrunch his nose before trying to fix his hair.

“Please. I appreciate the encouragement but it's still a long way. Plus mom and dad are still not very fond of the idea of me becoming an author. They think it's still a phase and that I will soon realize it's stupid and become a doctor like – well.”, he shrugged his shoulders before speaking out his thoughts.

Ava bit her lip. “I will tell them.”, she said, not believing her answer.

“When will you, though? I mean, I'm not pressuring you. I get it, it's hard but don't you think it will be even harder the longer it lasts? They're not stupid.”, Mark said looking at his sister, his eyes were filled with worry.

“I know. I'm just – imagine their disappointment. I need a plan, you know?”, she muttered, trying to avoid his gaze. She felt guilty for lying but she would feel even worse seeing the disappointment in her parents eyes when they realize she wasn't that perfect daughter they saw her as.

“Promise me you'll figure something out, okay? It's not healthy.”, he said, looking up when he heard the door open.

“Yes, I promise. Just give me some more time, will you?”, she pleaded at him, pouting as best as she possibly could.

“Sure.”, he rolled his eyes, sighing deeply before he put on a smile and waved at the new customer.

Ava turned around and saw two young men walking in.

“Hey guys, what are you doing here?”, Mark said and smiled, walking up to his friends.

Ava just sighed, silently asking the universe why it made life for her that hard.

“Hi.”, she just briefly said, trying not to look directly into Johnny's eyes. She even managed to ignore him and just gave Jaehyun a smile which he joined.

“Long time no see. You look good.”, Jaehyun said and brushed his hand briefly at her arm.

Ava chuckled, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. “Thanks.”

She felt Johnny looking at her standing next to Jaehyun, eyeing both of them. Just like she wanted him to do.

“We're actually looking for books for the café. Taeyong wants to have some more for visitors to read.”, Johnny said after clearing his throat. Ava's eyes wandered to Johnny's just for a quick second but she already found herself being mesmerized by his presence once again. She liked the way he wore his black hair, the strands falling into his face just perfectly. Her gaze locked at his lips while he spoke with Mark about the books Taeyong wanted and even though the name still rang a bell in the back of her head she couldn't free herself from the way Johnny's lips moved. She knew how soft they felt, recognizing the feeling just too well.

Her thoughts moved back to that night like they always did and the urge to confront him about why he decided to let her hang like that grew stronger. She knew that it would probably was just a kiss for most people but for her it felt so differently. It was romantic and intimate, just how she imagined kissing him over and over again when she was younger. Plus, him declaring his feelings for her made that memory even more perfect. Yet, it all shattered when he ignored her.

She felt a hand on her back and then a breath at her ear, before Jaeyhun whispered

“You good?”

She felt the grin on his face when she rolled her eyes and nodded.

For a split second she saw how Johnny turned his head towards her, looking away just another second later, continuing to talk to Mark.

“Will you be at our place tonight?”, Jaehyun asked, not moving his hand from her back.

“I guess so. Yunmi asked me, too.”, Ava smiled at Jaehyun, wordlessly thanking him.

“Well, you can't say no now. I'd be happy if you came.”, he smiled at her paired with a short wink before laughing with her.

She heard Johnny clearing his throat and looked up to him.

“Anyway, we should head back to the café or Taeyong will be mad at us for leaving him alone for too long.”, he said while taking books off Mark's arms he seemed to have collected for them.

“Sure.”, Jaehyun said and smiled at the others, before looking down at Ava again. “See you tonight then, can't wait.”, he said, stroking her back slightly before leaving behind Johnny.

Ava felt her brother's piercing gaze on her back while she tried to look away, shrugging her shoulders.

“Stop staring at me like that.”, she hissed at Mark and rolled her eyes. She finally looked at him but he just shook his head, wanting to say something but all he did was open his mouth for a second before closing it again, raising both of his hands.

“None of my business.”

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Ava's head felt already heavy without any alcohol in it. She stared at the dark street in front of her, trying to concentrate on driving the car her parents gladly allowed them to use to drive to the party. Of course, she didn't even want to drink. She didn't even want to attend the party at all but she had to admit that she was curious – curious about how the people had changed, curious about how they'd behave and obviously curious about certain of these people whose names she didn't want to think about again.

Even when the last time she visited the house was three years ago she remembered the way so clearly as if she'd just was there yesterday. She took a glance at Mark who was sitting next to hear, looking out of his window, seemingly way up in his own thoughts she wished to read.

Ava sighed quietly, focusing her eyes on the street. She felt anxious about meeting all these people. No one knew about her not so graceful career, still thinking she studied medicine on some ivy league college back in the city everyone dreamed of living. The thought of them asking all these questions she already had to answer her parents made her shiver. Maybe she should just hide in a closet until Mark wanted to go back home. Would be smarter than awkwardly running into someone again – once a day is enough.

Yet she took hours to get ready, carefully picking out an outfit, lipstick and the way she wore her hair, trying to look casual but not too casual. The chance of running into him was just too high for her to not try to make herself look presentable.

The street got more narrow, leading into the woods where the house was.

“I still don't get why they're living in the woods.”, she sighed and looked at Mark for a second before driving on the long gateway leading to the house.

“Taeyong inherited it from his grandma or something.”, Mark answered, waking up from his thoughts.

Ava just nodded, already seeing some more cars and people standing outside. She couldn't see enough to look at their faces. The girl quickly parked the vehicle and stretched her arms once she got out, looking around. The late summer air was still warm and comfortable yet one could sense the upcoming autumn as some leaves slowly turned darker.

The siblings walked down the path leading to the entrance, which led to a huge front yard. It was lighted with small paper lamps, showing off some of the landscaping done. She even heard a fountain splashing somewhere. She looked around, not quite sure if she'd remember the place at all. The house was surrounded by a traditional stone fence and she wondered how old it was. Ava could already hear the people enjoying themselves, with loud music pounding in her ear.

From what she saw through the darkness and the sparse light the house itself looked huge enough to probably fit a hundred people. The door was left open, shoes flooding the entrance area.

After bumping into dozens of people greeting her, smiling and waving she helplessly looked at Mark who was still right behind her looking for someone.

“You made it!”, Ava heard Yunmi screaming in her hear, an arm around her waist, pressing a kiss on her cheek. Ava could smell a note of alcohol in her friend's breath and chuckled.

“How much did you already drink?”, she asked but Yunmi waved her off, her gaze meeting Mark.

“Oh hi Mark. Nice to see you, how are you?”, she asked politely while resting her head on Ava's shoulder.

“Uhm, I'm good thanks. And you?”, he scratched is neck, looking away, probably trying to find his own friends.

“Life's great.”, she answered and laughed, removing her head from her friend's shoulder to take a sip from her cup, shaking it in front of Ava's face.

“Want something? I can totally mix you a drink.”

“No, thanks. I don't drink.”, she answered and smiled apologetic.

“I'm gonna look for Johnny. Hit me up when you want to go home, alright?”, Mark said and disappeared in the moving crowd of people.

“I take it you don't want to look for Johnny?”, Yunmi asked her friend, directly looking at her, rolling her eyes when Ava shook her head.

“Nope. So, who are these cool people you wanted me to get to know?”, Ava smiled.

Yunmi entangled her fingers with hers and dragged her through the crowd, brabbling something about a girl and a boy.

Not long after Ava spotted to semi-familiar people her friend shouted at. A girl with a black long bob smiled warmly and waved.

The boy, a bit shorter than her, with short black hair smiled and greeted her. “Ava, you must remember Ten and Sunhyung, right? We went to Highschool together.”, Yunmi introduced them but Ava wasn't exactly sure who they were. She barely remembered anyone from Highscool, though. At least not their names.

“We were in another class, though.”, Sunhyung chuckled.

“Nice to meet you. So what are you guys doing?”, Ava asked them.

“Well, we're actually officers right now. Ten is my partner.”, Sunhyung explained and smiled at Ten, who just nodded and raised his cup.

“Not on duty tonight, though.”, he winked and exed the rest of the liquid.

“Yunmi told me you're studying medicine? Pretty cool. How's life in the States? This town must bore you to death.”, Sunhyung chuckled and looked at her cup, seemingly disappointed that it was empty.

“I'm actually enjoying it. It's like a vacation.”, Ava answered and hoped no one would ask her to further elaborate on her studies, which weren't even real.

“I'd give everything to travel to a real city. The only “crimescenes” we're looking at are rather boring. It's mostly just noise disturbance or someone's speeding who isn't from here.”, Sunhyung rolled her eyes.

“Hey, last week we had one burglary!”, Ten protested.

“You mean the sixteen-year-old boy who stole some Vodka from the store? How exciting.”, his partner answered sarcastically and laughed.

“I need a refill, you want something?”, Yunmi asked in the group as she apparently spotted something at the bar which needed her attention.

Ten and Sunhyung both nooded eagerly. She didn't bother to look at Yunmi, knowing she'd say no anyway.

Ava's eyes followed her friend to the bar, by which a tall young men stood. She saw how Yunmi straightened her back and smiled at the guy, who she probably knew. Ava noticed how her friend pushed her long hair back and saw how her mouth formed into a laugh after the boy said something. Ava tilted her head, trying to figure out if the knew him or not. She would probably remember a guy like him. He was handsome, yet his face had something sheepish when he talked to Yunmi.

“That's Lucas.”, she heard Sunhyung say and snapped out of her thoughts, “He moved her two years ago. Always hangs out with Johnny and the rest.”, she added and Ava raised her brows. She was pretty sure she never saw or even heard of him before.

“I swear Yunmi has the biggest crush on him. Always swooning over his hands or something.”, Ava heard Sunhyung continue and asked herself why exactly her best friend didn't tell her anything about that guy.

“Well, quite obvious that they're flirting.”, Ten added and nodded.

“Yeah, I'm betting they end hooking up tonight.”, said Sunyhung.

“Never. Both won't make the first moves. They're flirting for months and nothing interesting happened.”, her partner replied.

“Got it in my guts. Tonight is the night.”, Sunhyung nodded with a stern voice.

“Pff, wanna bet? 50 they won't hook up.”, Ten chuckled.

“Make it 100.”, Sunhyung answered, looking at her partner while shaking his hand.

Ava's gaze meanwhile scanned the room for someone else. As if someone read her thoughts, Johnny came down the stairs with Mark right behind him.

Johnny's eyes met Ava's for a moment and she clenched her jaw. She noticed how he was moving towards her and how her heart began to beat faster in her chest.

“I'm gonna get some water or something. Be right back.”, she mumbled and quickly disappeared in the crowd, trying to keep herself as small as possible. Her eyes searched for a kitchen, which she finally found. Gladly, there weren't any people in it. Probably because the whole alcohol was at the bar and no one here wanted to drink something else.

She sighed and looked for a water bottle but all she saw were some empty cups.

“What are you looking for?”, she suddenly heard a way too familiar voice and turned around just to see Johnny standing in the door frame, a small smile on his lips.

“Just some water.”, she answered quietly, trying her best to look away from his dammed face. She saw how he moved next to her and opened a door next to her which apparently belonged to the fridge. Just a second later he handed her a bottle of cool water. Ava looked up and mumbled a quick thank you but it was enough to catch him smiling again, which made her heartbeat increase.

“I'm glad you came.”, Johnny said and leaned with his back against the door, looking down at her.

“Yunmi practically forced me to. It's nice, though.”, she answered, fumbling with the bottle in her hands, not sure what else to do with them.

Silence flooded the room and all the questions burned on her tongue. Taking a deep breath, she managed to look up at him, meeting his gaze. She locked her eyes with his for much longer as initially wanted and already felt how she got lost in his gaze just like everytime he looked at her.

He was handsome. His black hair messily falling into his face, his beautifully shaped lips curling upwards to form a small smile. Johnny's dark eyes seemed to look right through her.

“Can I ask you something?”, Ava finally found her voice and gulped, without breaking of the gaze.

“Anything.”, he answered, his voice unusual quiet.

“I need to know why you ignored me after that night.”

“What exactly do you mean?”, his brows furrowed.

“My last night here. You kissed me. You told me you'd call me the next day but you never did. And when I tried to reach out you simply ignored all my messages.” she sighed loudly, breaking their connection for a second, to gather her thoughts, “Seriously I felt so stupid. I still do.”

“Ava, listen, it's not what you think.”, she heard him answer and looked at his eyes once more.

“Then tell me, Johnny. Seriously. It's driving me insane.”, she pleaded, letting her arms drop in frustration.

Silence came up once more. The girl's frustration grew with any second passing by, not sure what she could say to finally get him to answer properly.

“I really thought about every single reason why you did that.”, she sighed, pain growing inside of her body, “And the only possible reason left is what you never liked me at all.”, she said, her voice just a small whisper, anxious about his answer.

“It's not that I don't like you. It's quite the opposite.”, Johnny said as she looked up at him again.

“I can't believe you.”, she sighed and furrowed her brows, thinking about his reasons why when he liked her.

“Listen, I'm sorry if I had hurt you but it's not that simple.”, he tried to explain but Ava just snorted and chuckled bitterly.

“Seriously just tell me directly into my face that I imagined all of that and that you're not interested. I'm not a kid and you're owing me that.” she answered, pressing her lips together.

“I can't tell you that because it would be a lie.”, now it was Johnny who sighed.

“It's the only possible explanation. Don't you want to tell me that you're not interested because you don't want to hurt me? Honestly, it would've hurt less if you'd just told me instead of ghosting me for years!”, her voice got louder such as her thoughts, which were going crazy inside of her head.

“That's not it.”, now frustration filled his voice as well. Ava looked into his face, seeing how he pushed his hair back, seemingly unsure about what to say.

“God, this is so stupid. I'm just gonna go.”, she dropped her arms in defeat, tired and annoyed. She didn't want to maintain this nonsense conversation when she wouldn't get a proper answer anyway.

Just when she wanted to move out of the door she felt Johnny's hand on her shoulder.

“Just – don't go, please.”, she heard him say and rolled her eyes.

“Then tell me why.”, as soon as she turned around she felt how Johnny laid his arms around her figure, pressing her against his chest softly.

“I'm sorry. I honestly am, please believe me.”, she felt how he buried his head in heir hair and wrapped her arms around his torso, her heart hammering loudly in her chest.

“I want to.”, she mumbled in the material of his black shirt and tightened her grip around him.

It felt unbelievably good to hug him, yet she still didn't get an answer from him, making her anxiety rise inside her body. She still didn't know why and the sudden touch confused her even more.

Ava started to wiggle when she realized her thoughts wouldn't shut up. Reluctantly, she looked up at him, loosening the hug a bit, yet not ready to let him go completely.

“This is confusing. I just want to know what's going on, please.” she pleaded once more, locking her eyes with his, just staring into them, trying to find answers.

She felt how Johnny moved one of his hands up her back, reaching her head, carefully putting one of her strands of hair behind her hear, his hand lingering on her cheek.

Her breath quickened when her eyes wandered over his face, absorbing every inch of it, until she stopped at his just perfectly shaped lips. She licked over hers, memories of how his tasted on hers flooded her mind. Her gaze went up again, meeting his once again that night.

The girl was once again hypnotised by his gaze, unable to look away this time.

Without further thinking about it, she put her hands on his neck and pulled him closer to her, to finally press her lips on his. His lips were just as soft as she memorized them, fitting on hers just as she remembered. The kiss was careful, still anxious about his reaction but when he actually pressed her closer to him, deepening the kiss her mind went completely blank.

Her eyes fell shut, her fingers slightly tightening on the back of his neck, trying to keep him even closer. Their lips moved in perfect sync, just as they belonged on each other. The girl cherished every second of it, how his hands cupped her face while one thumbs caressed her cheek, touching her so softly, as if she could break any second. The taste of his lips were sweet, she couldn't even taste a bit of alcohol, which ensure her that this was what he wanted.

As soft as the kiss was, she knew she wanted more. She needed more. After all these months of anxiety, pain and worry she finally kissed him again. Ava opened her mouth for him, allowing his tongue to play with hers, just like she always wanted to be kissed by him. Her fingers buried in his thick her, while his hands trailed down her body to rest on her hips.

Just before she could press her body closer Johnny pushed himself away, as if he'd burn himself.

Completely puzzled, the girl stared at him, not understanding what was going on.

“I can't. I'm sorry.”, she heard him say, his voice sounding strained, as he quickly ran out of the kitchen, leaving Ava alone once again.

She stared at her hands, her heart still beating fast, trying to catch her own breath. The girl felt how tears formed in the corners of her eyes and how her chest, which felt so light and carefree the other second, now felt like some heavy stone was laying on it, stealing her breath away. She had the sudden urge of fresh air and stumbled out of the kitchen, trying to leave everyone in that house behind her while not being seen. She couldn't manage to explain her situation to anyone. She wanted to be alone.

Ava breathed in the cold air and closed her eyes for a second, trying to get as much distance as possible between her and that house. She took a look at her smartphone to check the time but it wasn't even midnight yet, and she didn't want to be a killjoy and spoil Mark's fun. She made her way out of the garden and looked at the woods behind the property and stopped for a second. She heard how the wind whistled through the branches and how the leftover leaves trailed through the air. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, the latest event flooding her mind. This didn't make any sense to her. Why did he kiss her again? It wasn't just a casual kiss, she could feel that. And this time it wasn't her freaking imagination. The way he hold her and returned her kiss, the way he pressed her against his body – that wasn't imagination.

She actually believed him. She trusted his words yet he was acting like something completely different was on his mind and she just couldn't figure it out. Her thoughts went crazy and she felt how her throat got sore. Why did he stop when it felt so good? Any why did he leave her like that, not explaining his behaviour once again.

Ava kept going towards the trees, sometimes looking up at the sky which wasn't as clear as she thought. Thick black clouds were blocking the moon and stars and she sighed, yet it felt nice to move and properly breathe since the air in the house was muggy and way too hot. Or maybe it just felt like that to her. Her body felt exhausted, yet still full of adrenaline. What did she do wrong? Once again, she went through all the possibilities and couldn't get the hand of it. She didn't want to get hurt again by him, yet there she was. Feeling exactly the same as two years ago. It felt like some kind of absurd Deja Vu.

She flinched when she heard a loud crackle next to her and squinted her eyes, when she couldn't see anything. For a second, she thought someone was here, probably some drunk people enjoying themselves in the woods. She rolled her eyes and continue to stroll when she heard a noise again, but this time it sounded more like a hiss. Ava turned around, trying to see anything but it was too dark. Maybe some brainless jock saw her and tried to scare her.

Another crunching noise, this time right behind her, made her flinch once more, the hairs on her neck standing up. She felt her muscles tighten, when she turned around yet still no one was there. The girl looked a round several times, until she decided to head back to the house which she only saw in some distance thanks to the lights outside. Maybe she could just wait inside the car until Mark wanted to leave the party.

For a few seconds, it was silent again when she heard another noise, this time way closer to her, besides her.

Ava started to run, fear suddenly filling her body as her breath and heartbeat quickened, a feeling of danger flowing her body. The noises got louder, someone was definitely following her. She heard fast footsteps approaching her, whispers and hisses starting to echo inside her head, making her want to scream. She shook her head, trying to leave the voices behind but it was like they were just stuck, burying every other sound under it.

The blood pulsated in her head, breathing loudly. Sweat running down her forehead while her feet tried to run as fast as she could, yet she didn't seem to come any closer to the house.

A dark laugh suddenly appeared as she saw a black figure suddenly standing in front her, which made her stop in her steps, almost falling over.

She couldn't see a face, nor anything else which could possibly explain who it was. The figure took a stop closer to her, making her move backwards until her back met with once of the trees, the tree bark scratching her back uncomfortably.

The girl blinked once and the figure was gone, her blood still pulsating in her veins. She gulped, looking around before continuing to run in the direction she thought was the right one, while still turning her head every other second.

Suddenly she felt a breath on her neck, paired with a deep chuckle, making her stop in her tracks once more. She wanted to ask something, scream, anything but it felt like she suddenly had a lump in her throat. The voices inside her head growing louder and louder with each second passing by.

As soon as she wanted to start running again, a hand grabbed her wrist, forcing her to stand still. The grip was harsh and strong, not moving an inch even when she tried her best to wiggle her wrist free. She grunted and tried to take a look at the person behind her but she couldn't move at all.

“Oh no, you can't look at me. Not now, dear child.”, a voice said. It was more of a whisper than a real voice. The sound seemed hypnotic.

“There, there, hold still. Don't scream now.”, he said as she tried to wiggle herself free until her body stiffened. Suddenly, it was like all the noises she heard a second ago were gone. She didn't hear the whistles of the wind, the arches or their leaves. Nothing. It felt like the was in a vacuum, only the voice echoing in her head, telling her to hold still.

“You see, it's nothing personal.”, he continued and chuckled, sending shivers through her body.

“It's just, you got to understand that you're part of something bigger.”, she felt a hot breath on her neck again, making her want to scream but it felt like she lost her voice.

He heard him click his tongue, followed by a cold finger stroking over her neck.

“Such a pity. So beautiful. I see what he's found in you, honestly. But, you know, sacrifices must be made. And such a pretty one.”, the voice continued.

Tears started to form in her eyes, rolling down her cheek, burning her skin. She didn't know what was going to happen but she felt afraid. More than that – she feared for her life. Something in his presence made her body fill with this primal fear.

“Oh, so pretty while crying, what a sight.”, a finger wiped one of her tears, chuckling mildly.

“You know, I like it when they scream. And now you need to scream, so he can hear you, you know?”, like a snap, Ava seemed to found her voice and screamed in a high-pitched voice.

Suddenly he let her go, making her stumble over her feet, her knees meeting the cold earth. She coughed while pulling herself up, commanding her body to start running again. When her feet started to move and her thoughts came back, the voices also did. They laughed at her in different tones, from every direction. It felt like a circle was around her, closing closer around her, laughing louder with every step she took.

Another desperate scream fell of her lips as she pressed her hands against her ears, trying to make the voices go but they got even louder, so loud she felt like becoming deaf. She couldn't even hear her own breath anymore, while tears ran down her face.

“It's so much fun to play, don't you think?”, she heard his voice echoing inside her head again, the screams suddenly disappearing.

“You know why? Because I always win.”, a chuckle echoed inside her head, turning into a loud laugh next to her ear.

“Maybe he'll find you, maybe he won't. I hope he does, otherwise it would spoil the fun.”, the voice added and she felt the grip on her wrist again.

“Ah, I'd really want to keep you for myself, such a shame.” he sighed, her body stiffen again, whilst she felt like choking, unable to bring out the slightest sound.

“It's nothing personal against you, my love. You just picked the wrong person to spend your time with, that's all.”

Her eyes widened in fear, her mouth suddenly hanging open without leaving a sound when the world around her suddenly turned pitch black.

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