#he might even. shock horror. get called babygirl.

[evilhausen]

the way it’s so, so easy to not interact with fanfiction you don’t like  💅

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝑆/𝑂'𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝐶𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝐷𝑎𝑑

♡*:.｡.𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰.｡.:*♡

Hongjoong had offered to look after your daughter since he knew you had an interview to go to. He didn't mind having her keep him company at the studio, he usually got very lonely that a tiny bundle of sunshine would definitely brighten up his day. Noticing she was probably bored, just as he was, he thought of something.

"Hey? Princess? Wanna play hide and seek?"

She didn't even respond, she immediately ran out the door to go hide somewhere in the company. Hongjoong giggled and began counting to 20 before scurrying off to go find her. It wasn't difficult for him to find her either, her pink bow was peeking out from the table she was hiding behind in. Hongjoong quietly crept up and peeked his head out.

"Found you!" He exclaimed, which had the little girl bursting into giggles.

"Yay daddy! You found me!"

Hongjoong's heart stopped for a moment before he ended up giggling himself.

"Yes princess. I did find you. Now go hide again so daddy can find you again."

Hongjoong watched as she ran off again, a shy smile on his face as he recalled the moment. He couldn't wait to tell you about it.

♡*:.｡.𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪.｡.:*♡

"Aww come on kiddo. Won't you eat your food?"

Seonghwa felt helpless as the little boy in front of him refused to eat his vegetables.

"I want ice cream." He pointed to the freezer, knowing fully well you and Seonghwa had bought ice cream when you went grocery shopping.

"And you'll get to eat some, but first, you must finish this ok?"

The little boy huffed slightly. He picked up his fork but overall just toyed around with the food, not even taking a bite or even putting it close to his mouth. Seonghwa pouted, feeling dejected and hurt.

"Aww please try some at least. I tried really hard to make it delicious for you." He begged.

You honestly felt sorry for Seonghwa, he had really been trying so hard these days to bond with your son. The boy looked at him when he said that.

"You cooked this?" To which Seonghwa nodded.

The little boy inhaled and then surprised him by saying:

"Ok. I'll try some of daddy's food."

You dropped your own fork when he said that and Seonghwa stared at him in disbelief and then at you. You were both in shock, however the little boy just began eating as if it was the most normal thing in the world to say. Seonghwa was feeling so many things at once and immediately asked.

"Could you please just....say that one more time?"

♡*:.｡.𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸.｡.:*♡

"Sweetie. Get down from there. You might break something."

You felt so embarrassed, having your daughter run around the dressing room and climb on top of things with the members watching you. Yunho however didn't mind, he thought it was cute how active and playful she was.

"Y/N it's ok. We really don't mind." He assured you.

Turning his attention back to the tiny girl, he picked her up and sat her on top of one of the dressers in the room.

"Look at you! You're so tall now!" He chuckled.

The little girl smiled as she peered at Yunho's head.

"I can finally see the top of daddy's head." She blurted out.

Everyone in the room got quiet. Some of the boys were looking shocked while others were trying hard to not burst out in squeals. You felt your face grow red, your hands immediately covering your face.

Yunho began chuckling nervously and covered his face as well.

"Yes babygirl. You're now as tall as daddy."

He couldn't help himself as he picked her up and spun her around, completely unbothered that she thinks of him as her dad. He truly loves it.

♡*:.｡.𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰.｡.:*♡

Yeosang came into your house to find both you and your son restless.

"Everything ok? Am I interrupting?" Yeosang always made sure never to overstep boundaries and not get in the way of you parenting your son.

"No you're not. We're just having a tiny issue." You sighed.

"I wanna go on the school's field trip." The toddler said.

"I know you do honey, but I'm sorry. I have work that day and you can't go by yourself." You tried explaining for the 6th time in a row.

The little boy huffed, arms crossed over his chest. He then looked over at Yeosang and his eyes lit up.

"Well can daddy take me instead?"

You snapped your head in horror at Yeosang, watching as his eyes grew wide, his complexion somewhat turning pale. You wanted to crawl into a hole and die, thinking he was uncomfortable by what the boy said.

"Honey, I don't think Yeosang-"

"I'll take him."

Now it was your turn to be stunned as Yeosang firmly stated:

"I'll go with you on the school trip. Let's have a little bonding time together."

♡*:.｡.𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷.｡.:*♡

From the moment he found out you had a daughter, San was super eager to meet her, be a part of her life. He simply adored kids and loved your daughter as if she was his own.

He did, in fact, think of her as his own kid and wanted her to think of him as her dad hopefully one day in the future. He'd often joke with her and ask her to call him dad, but she'd always just look at him weird.

"Look! I got you this while I was away on tour."

San excitedly handed the box to you girl in front of him. She eyed it curiously before opening it, revealing a large plush toy that made her scream in happiness.

"I knew you'd love it! I saw it and thought of you." He was just as excited as she was.

"It's so cute!" She hugged it.

"Darling. Manners. What do you say?" You reminded her.

The girl bit her thumb as she walked up to San.

"Thank you daddy." She followed it by a kiss to his cheek.

San could hardly believe it. She actually said it and he was over the moon.

"Oh my God! You actually called me dad!"

He beamed with joy as he pulled her into his lap and peppered her tiny head with kisses.

♡*:.｡.𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲.｡.:*♡

When you called Mingi, asking him if he could do you a favor and pick your son up from school, he immediately got up and headed out. He enjoyed spending time with him and wanted to be as helpful as he could be since he knew raising a kid as a single parent was no easy task.

He waited outside the school gates, hoping to spot him there soon. When he saw him come out, he began waving at him, huge grin on his face, not caring if he looked like a total idiot. When your son saw him, he began jumping up and down, waving back and began racing towards him.

"Dad!" He shouted.

Mingi paused when he heard him say that. He looked around, thinking perhaps the kid's father actually showed up or something. But then he felt a tiny body attach itself to his. He looked down to find your son staring at him so purely as he hugged his legs. That's when Mingi realized he was referring to him.

"Did...did you just call me?" Mingi pointed at himself rather incredulous.

When the boy nodded, Mingi burst out into a smile. He picked up the boy and ruffled his hair. It was definitely a surprise, but he wasn't mad. It was a very touching moment for him and he felt like he was truly making an impact in the little boy's life, something he was hoping to achieve.

♡*:.｡.𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰.｡.:*♡

You figured that after finding out you had a daughter Wooyoung would give up trying to pursue you, but you were wrong. Although he was awkward at first, he soon got the hang of helping you out with her. He didn't mind changing diapers or getting up to attend to her when she awoke at night.

Right now he was hell bent on trying to get her to talk.

"Google says she should have been babbling her first words 2 months ago. We got work to do."

So there he was, repeating the word 'mommy' over and over again on various tones and speeds, hoping the girl would follow along.

"Look here. Moooommmyy." He drawled the word out as he pointed at you.

The little girl made several attempts, uttering a few incoherent noises. Then finally she said her first word:

"Dada." She innocently looked at Wooyoung.

Wooyoung was shook to the core and so were you. He just looked at her for a few seconds then turned to you.

"She obviously loves me better than you." He teased.

He then turned back to her and smiled. "Can you do me a favor and say 'DaDa' again?"

♡*:.｡.𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸.｡.:*♡

You were all settled in the living room watching a movie, Jongho and you cuddled up in the couch while your son opted for laying on the floor bundled up in his blankets. He was barely paying attention to the movie, instead playing around with some of the toys scattered around him.

Feeling hungry, he went to the kitchen and took out an apple from the fridge. He then walked up next to Jongho and tugged on his sleeve.

"Dad?" His tiny voice called out.

Jongho immediately looked at him.

"Yes buddy? What is it?"

The boy held the apple out to him. Jongho chuckled as he realized what he was asking for.

"All right don't worry. Daddy's got this."

He effortlessly split the apple open for the boy, who thanked him and then went back to his tiny fort. Jongho turned to you, not understanding why you had that look on your face.

"You do realize he called you 'dad' and you responded like nothing?" You pointed it out.

Jongho was surprised when he realized you were right. He only ended up giggling.

"It did come out so naturally right?" He wrapped his arm around you again and kissed your cheek.

"Maybe it's meant to be this way."

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[darktammy]

It’s My Decision (part 2)

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You and Roman sat on the sofa in your place together, you were still trying to figure out what just happened. “I saw Ro, I just only met her yesterday the ring…” You look at your finger then back at him. “Y/n listen....I’m just like you lost for words, but you do know what’s going to happen right?” Roman looked with concern. You nodded your head at him.  “Right now I just need to find her and just finger this whole thing out now.” You explained to Roman. He nodded his head as you both looked back at the tv.

Seth was furious when he watched the news. “This bitch thinks she can one up me uh.” Becky sat next to him. “Seth babe let it go ok. If you keep this up then she’s going to win.” Seth looked at Becky with clam eyes. “Babe she bashed you, you think i’m going to sit here and take that?” Seth explained. She sighed as she looked down. “You know how much I hate Y/n. I think she might be doing this just to get back at us, but why have someone as big as Amy to do her dirty work?” Seth looked at Becky with a smile. “You know what baby you might be right. I should look into this whole thing and see who’s really using who.” Seth smiled as he gave Becky a kiss.

Amy was watching the news with a smile on her face. She looks at her phone to see her friends leaving her text messages saying congrats. She heard a knock at her door as one of the maids opened to see who it was. “Amy it’s me Tony.”  he said walking in. SHe smiled as she gave him a hug. “So what’s the pain of getting your fiance out of WWE?” She sighs as she looks at him. “Right now my lawyers are looking into it. She signed that contract knowly, but they said they found a loophole in it.” He nodded his head.  “Well my workers can’t wait to see her in there.” Tony said with a smile. “Hey Tony, claim down already.” Amy told him. “I can’t I mean look at it, my only cousin is going to finally get married? How could I. Oh and plus she’s going to be working with my brand, that just makes things even better.” Tony said with excitement. Amy shook her head.

Meanwhile you and Roman were both out having lunch together. “Hey baby girl slow down on the drinks.” He laughed a bit. You just had two glasses of jacks just to ease what was going on. “Yeah your right I should eat my burger and then the fries I guess.” As you start to eat your lunch you look up to see an old co-worker of yours. “Oh shit Ro.” He looked back to see Taker sitting by the bar. “Yeah I knew this was going to happen.” Roman said.  “Now you know why I’m here then?” Taker said as he turned to look at the both of you. You mumble as you take another shot of jacks.  

Tony and Amy were with the lawyers in court waiting for Vince to show with his lawyers. “I can’t wait to see what’s gonna happen when they come.” Amy said. He looked at her with a smile. “He’ll come, I know because you called him out.” They both laughed as Cody walked in. “Hey Tony.” He smiled at Cody while Amy nodded. “I’m not going to miss this for the world.” Cody said with excitement. “Well rest assured my finance will be out of this hell hole that they put her in. I know she’ll be better off with you guys.” Amy assured both Tony and Cody. After an hour that has passed Vince with his son in law triple H both walk in with their attorneys. “Let the battle begin.” Amy said as they all walked into a small courtroom. 

Seth was sitting in his car waiting for you to show up to your home. He was parked no more than a block away from your building. “Alright, Y/n where are you.” As he was watching and waiting for you to show. You were walking down the block until you saw Seth’s car. “Oh you have got to be kidding me.” You said to yourself. Thank goodness there was a back door for you to enter. So you walk the back block just so Seth doesn't see you. As you entered the back of the building you made to the elevator and up to your floor. You walk to your door taking your keys out just so you can get in. Once inside you walk to your window to see Seth’s car still park up a block from your building. “Get a life loser.” You said as you closed your curtains. 

After a few hours of long deliberation Vince finally made an agreement with Amy. “Alright then I’ll let her go, but if she ever talks about my company I’ll sue her ass into the ground.” Vince told her. “Are you threatening my woman Vince?” Amy said with a claim voice. “Your damn right.” He said Triple H look at Vince then look down shaking his head. “Looks like we have another court date to meet with.” She said with a smile on her face. “She’s telling the truth you just threatened Y/n, and in the agreement that you just signed Mr.McMahon.” The judge showed Vince, “You can’t not have any one of your guys going after her speaking to her or even threatening her. Unless their family and in this case we know Roman is her foster brother so he's ok.” Vince looked back at Amy who had a smile on her face. “Well see you in court Mr.McMahon.”  Amy, Tony and Cody all got up with their attorney and walked out the room leaving both Vince and Triple H in shock.

You were eating some chinese food when your phone rang you looked to see it was Amy, you answered. “Hey babe, you have a lot of explaining to do with me.” you said in a low tone. “You sound sexy when you're mad. Listen I have good news you're free.” Amy said happily. You got up and started to look around your room. “What do you mean free?” you ask. Amy smiled, “You are free to join Tony in AEW now, now you can sign and join them.” You smiled as you started to up and down with joy. “Thank you Amy I’m so happy thank you so much I can’t wait to sign.” Tony was smiling, “Hey tomorrow morning will meet up have lunch and you can sign.” He said. You nodded as you looked down. “Yes, that would be great, thank you once again. Oh Amy?” You ask, “Yes darling?” Amy asks. “Uh you know what never mind. I’ll…” A loud knock was heard from your door. “Hey Amy how fast can you get here?” Your voice was enough for her to tell Tony to step on it to your home. “I’m on my way.” Amy yelled.

You start to walk to the door as you take a look through the peephole you saw Seth standing outside of your door. “Hey Y/n come on I know your home. You're the only one who would scream like if something good happens.” You were in shock as you started to add the other locks on your door. “Hey dollface, come one now let’s talk for a minute ok just me and you.” Seth tried to make his voice sound smooth. You move away from the door as you walk to the window hoping to see Amy’s car. You whisper to yourself “Seth go away please.” The knock on the door gets louder. “Hey Y/n open the fucking door already! I know that whole show your so called finance did online was fake, for what to get back at me for what did with Becky? Open the fuck door so we can talk.” He said 

You tried to black out the noise that was from the other side of your door. “Go away Seth!” You begged, but it was no good because Seth kept on bagging on your door. You close your eyes trying to block out the noise. You feel into your own little world because you couldn’t hear anything. You started crying from the noise reminding you from your past with your father when he used to beat your mother. The yelling, the shouting, hands beating on the door made you yell out. Then without you knowing  someone had already come in. You look up still dizzy with tears. “Hey Y/n are you alright?” You look at him for a minute then it hits you. “Tony?” You looked around and you saw a few more. “Roman is that you?” You ask. “I got her bro?” You look to see a man with blue eyes and short brown hair picking you up. You yelp little as you look at him. “Hey Y/n are you alright?” He asked. You just nodded as you closed your eyes. The last person you heard was Amy.” Y/n hey!”

Everyone was in the hospital due to the fact that you fainted. “This is not the first time this happened to her.” Roman spoke. Everyone in the room looked at him. “ She came from an abusive home. Her father beat her mother all the time.” Amy sat on the hospital bed where you were laying on. “My poor girl.” She said while holding your hand. Roman looks at Amy then at you. Her father was a friend of my dad’s so yeah you can say we're family. I mean after what happened with her mother.” Everyone look at Roman. “What happened with her mother?” Amy asks. Roman sigh. “When Y/n was just a teen, we walked home together. She asked me to come over to her house so we can do our history project together. Once when she opened the door we both saw something we thought we would only see in horror movies. I remember she let out blood curdling screams, when we saw her mother hanging upside down. Her inside body organs were cut, her eyes were rolled into the back of her head. Teeth, tongue lips were all gone.” 

Everyone in the room was quiet after roman described what happened with Y/n mother. “They were looking for her father after what happened. Turns out Y/n, father was selling organs on the black market. Fast cash, and the woman well his a shocker, that was never Y/n’s mother in the first place.” Everyone in the room looked at him. “Yeah they ran a DNA on the woman with her and it turns out all those years poor Y/n thought the woman she called mommy was never her mother.” Amy held you hand tight as she tried not to cry. “Hey Ro you sure you want to conute the rest?” Jon who was standing next to Roman the whole time pat Romans back. “Yeah I do if Amy wants to know about her.” Roman looked at her. Amy nodded.  

Her father was found three days later, he was looking for Y/n to take her away, but my family took her. She was sharing  a room with my sister at that time. Everyone was asleep except my dad, that man never sleeps like that. My sister got up because she thought she heard a noise so she walked out the room to go find our dad. The sound of glass breaking woke us up. My dad got up and ran up the stairs and all we heard was Y/n crying out for help. My dad thought fast grabbing him in a choke hold while he saw her trying to kill Y/n.” Amy looked at you while you were still asleep. “What did your father do to her dad?” Amy asks already knowing how it ends. “My father killed him by breaking his neck.” Roman said. Everyone in the room was dead silent. 

Roman walk right up to you. “After what happened we all moved out of the house we lived in, and right to Florida was our new home. Yes Y/n was adopted into the family and yes her last name is Anoa’i it’s not her father’s anymore.” He said with a smile. Cody had a smile on his face as he looked at you in the bed. “Damn I mean I have all but respect for your dad roman I really do.” Tony said. He nodded his head. “How did you guys know she was in trouble in the first place?” Roman looks at Tony. “I called Jon because I knew he was with you at the time me, Tony, and Amy were at court.” Jon nodded, “Yeah the way you sounded it was scary, but thank god we were having a few beers together.” Roman smirks a little. “I’m going to stay with her until she wakes up.” Amy said. 

“Sure just call me when she wakes up so that way we can find out what happened.” Roman said. Amy smiled at him while everyone walked out of the room leaving just you and Amy. “Now then my love, your mother was not your real mom.” She nodded her head as she started to think. “I think it’s time for me to dig into your past to find out who your real mother is.” She said as she looked at you.

[bigheartedsky]

Lost Minds | Chapter ONE

Pairings: BTS x OC

Genre: Demon AU, Angst, Romance, Horror

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings: Manipulation, eventually Violence, Psycho games, Mentions of blood

Summary: Waking up in a beautiful, princess-like bedroom sounds like a dream, right? For Lamia it was more of a nightmare not knowing where she is and how she got there. Who are those people that put her there and why can’t she remember anything? Why did they put her in this room and why was she wearing this awfully beautiful evening gown to bed…? Will she ever regain her memories?

a/n: so here is finally chapter one for you guys! I’m gonna just say a few words before I let you guys read: Some of the members will be presented as antagonists. But I don’t believe any of them would ever do such things in real life! It’s just a choice I made for the story and it doesn’t reflect my feelings for any of them. I LOVE THEM ALL EQUALLY OKAY? ..... Anyways I wanna say thank you to @uwugalore for helping me yet again with her amazing critique. She really is an angel and you should definitely check out her stories BECAUSE HER WRITING IS JUST AS AMAZING OKAY? okay. Have fun reading the first chapter! If you can. It’s pretty dark. haha 

Masterlist | Lost Minds Masterlist

Prologue | take me TO Chapter TWO~

The Girl That Lost Her Mind

Where am I?

It was dark. The surroundings felt unfamiliar. From the smells of this room to the feeling of the bedsheets she was laying on – everything seemed strange. She needed a few moments before realizing that her eyes were closed shut. Her eyelids felt so heavy as if she hadn’t slept for days. Head feeling like someone had a tight grab on it pressing from both sides. She couldn’t even keep one straight thought in her mind – every time she started to figure out what was going on it all just got foggy making her lose that thought completely, head starting to pound like crazy.

The girl opened her eyes. Her sight needed a moment before it adjusted to the dim candle light in the room. Above her was a tall bedframe with floor-length, thick curtains on them. The curtains were tied to the bedposts on each corner of the bed revealing the rest of the room to her. She slowly sat herself up, body feeling extremely heavy and exhausted as if she weighed a metric ton.

This room looks like it’s straight out of a fairytale. Just a lot smaller. Is this a dream? What is this place??

All the furniture had amazing details on it which were hand-carved for sure. Everything looked expensive in here. All of this could’ve stood in a castles master bedroom and you wouldn’t question it for a second.

The room was small. Except for a single bed, a dresser and a small desk plus chair combo nothing was in this room. It seemed like there was also a window beside the bed but it was covered with two opaque, burgundy, floor-length curtains. Was it day? Night? No light came through the curtains to indicate either.

She looked around in a daze. Her mind felt like it was in a big cloud. Like thick fog that was circling around her brain making it hard to catch any kind of thought.

Her eyes found the dresser. There was a mirror right above it and suddenly she wondered if she looked just as bad as she felt. A shock went through her whole body from her throat to her toes.

What do I look like?

Why can’t I remember my face? My hair color? My eye color?

…

What’s my name??

Panic spread throughout her whole body eyebrows knitting together. Her heart first stopped beating before it immediately started to pound like crazy. She was shaking. Grabbing at her heart she started hyperventilating. Breathing heavy, short breaths, the girl tried to calm her anxiety down but it consumed her. She couldn’t hear or see anything around her anymore. Falling into a deep hole of thoughts frantically trying to remember any remaining memory of her life.

But there was nothing.

Her mind was empty. There was nothing but fog and this panic inducing feeling of having lost something really important. She didn’t know what to do.

The girl screwed her eyes shut covering her ears with her hands simultaneously.

Panicking won’t help you. Get yourself together! Calm down. Breath in. Breath out. Breath in.. Breath out..

Breath in…

Breath out…

Not calming down completely but enough to think straight she started breathing almost normally again. She was still shaking but her eyes relaxed and opened again. Then suddenly she noticed something that was so obvious - she felt stupid for not noticing before.

A vase of fresh flowers was placed on top of the dresser.

Someone must’ve put them there recently. Maybe they know what happened. I have to ask them!

She practically jumped out of bed but regretted it immediately tripping over the hem of the dress she was wearing. It was a long, glamorous evening gown and looking down at it now it felt weirdly out of place and extremely uncomfortable to sleep in. The shoes matching for the dress were also still on her feet and judging by how inelegantly she just wobbled around in them - trying to prevent herself from falling - her body was definitely not used to them. Instead of trying to walk in them she ripped them off her feet and ran towards one of the two doors on the other side of the room. The girl rushed to the one looking like it was leading out of this room judging by the light coming from the gap under it. But once she touched the handle she suddenly froze.

Why am I so scared of what’s behind this door? They surely don’t mean any harm… right?

A cold shiver ran down her spine. She shook like crazy and couldn’t figure out why confused by all these signals her body was giving her. Suddenly a feeling of braveness was building up inside of her, her eyes fixating the door handle she was still holding onto.

“Come on, this is just a door. You have to open it if you want to get out of here so stop being such a scaredy cat!!”, she feeding into the courage building up. But there was this voice inside of her head trying to hold her back. Like poison it tried to fill up the girl’s mind with fear until the only thing she wanted would be to stay in here where it’s “safe”.

But you don’t know this place.

What if what’s on the other side is dangerous?

She shook her head violently trying to get rid of this poisonous voice. All this did though was making her head hurt even more. At least the pounding of her head was louder than the voice now. She looked back at her hand still on the handle counting down from three out loud.

“3….2………….1!!!!” She pressed down the handle forcing her body to move with all her might fighting against her guts telling her not to and-

Nothing.

The door was locked.

She tried again. Nothing. She was locked inside this room. Frantically moving the door handle up and down she pulled hard on the door but it wouldn’t even move an inch. Her mouth opened about to scream for help, people, anyone at all but something made her shut it immediately again. There was this feeling inside of her that told her that maybe it wasn’t the wisest idea to let whoever was out there know she was awake. Forcing her body to let go of the door she took a few steps backwards recollecting her thoughts. Her heart started pounding again.

This can’t be it… There must be another way out!

The girl looked around and saw the second door. A mixture of panic and hope started to build up inside of her but she tried to swallow all negative feelings for now not wanting another anxiety attack. It didn’t work 100%. To be honest she was going crazy but she couldn’t let those feelings consume her. She couldn’t help running towards the second door in hope it would open. Darting right to it her hands pushed it open with one powerful move almost falling inside the room behind it because of how easily it opened. Lights turned on as if it was magic. It was probably just a motion detector, though.

Looking around she found herself in a completely standard bathroom – if you leave out the fact that it looks like it belongs in a castle as well. Shower, toilette, sink, towels. Everything here except for a way out. There wasn’t even a window just an air shaft that was way too small to fit through. Her heartbeat increased again hope destroyed for merely one second before a thought struck her.

The window!!!

She ran out of the small bathroom and towards the huge red curtains pulling them apart with so much force that it made a ripping noise almost tearing them down. But she would’ve never expected the sight waiting for her behind them. Her stomach immediately twisted and turned making her feel sick and panic started rising inside of her again. She felt like throwing up. This was no dream. This was a nightmare. Her whole body was shaking violently. The world started spinning around her and before she could even sit down, she was knocked out cold falling on the floor with a loud thud.

On the wall behind those now opened thick curtains was no window. Instead a window-sized painting was put up. The painting showed a beautiful scenery of nature but with one sick twist. Blood-red strokes of paint resembling prison bars were messily painted over the beautiful scenery. One small note scratched in the wooden frame of it.

“You can’t escape, babygirl”

It was like a sadistic way of showing her exactly what she was.

A prisoner.

Like a bird in a golden cage.

The girl woke up to a warm hand on her cheek.

“Miss? Can you hear me?” A male voice asked her sounding far away. He called her several times in a calm but worried manner his voice getting clearer every time. She slowly opened her eyes. Everything was a blur steadily getting more focused.

Then she saw him. He was leaning above her with a worried expression on his face. Breath stuck in her throat as she felt her heartbeat increase this time not in fright. His gentle sky-blue eyes were the first thing she noticed. They had such a calming aura to them. A light shining from behind him made him look like an angel that came straight down to earth. He was so close to her she could swear their noses almost touched.

He sighed relief spreading on his face while leaning back. His features relaxed making a smile spread on his face.

I must be dreaming… He’s way too beautiful to be real.

A smirk was tugging on his lips his eyes meeting hers the second she thought that. He crouched down slipping his arms under the girls body, his blond hair falling into his face while doing so. One arm under her back and one under her knees he lifted her up so swiftly as if she only weighed as much as a feather.

“You’re not dreaming.” He suddenly stated. She stared at him in shock at his response to her thoughts. After gently putting her down on the bed he turned away to change out the flowers that were standing on the dresser before. Carefully arranging each one to perfection.

That was when she noticed where she was again. She looked around frantically starting to panic a little bit again.

“W-What is this place? Where am I? Why can’t I remember anything? Who are you??”, the girl bombarded him with questions trying to sound anything but scared and panicked the shaking of her voice still very much present though.

“My name is Park Jimin, Miss. I’m the butler of Master Kim and since you are his guest I am here to be at your service, too.” He turned to look at her smiling an angelic smile. His eyes disappearing into crescent moons in return.

“B-Butler? Master K-Kim? I don’t understand any of this.” Her head started pounding like crazy again. Putting a hand to her temple she pressed down on it a little to make the pain go away. Her eyes never leaving his frame while he was taking care of the room. She could see his reflection in the mirror above the dresser while he was rearranging the flowers a little more. A sudden shock went through her body when he suddenly locked his eyes with hers through the mirror. A cold shiver running down her spine right after.

His eyes are red?! Why are they suddenly red? My eyes must be playing tricks with me...

He tensed up a little bit but the girl didn’t notice immediately closing her eyes massaging them with her thumb and index finger to get rid of this ridiculous thought. Once she opened up her eyes again, he was standing right in front of her. She got so scared by the sudden change of place that her body jumped backwards further onto the bed she was sitting on back pressing into the wall on the other side of it. Her heart rate was going at a rate that felt like 1000 beats a minute. She still didn’t know what was going on and no matter how nice he was to her this moment she just couldn’t trust him.

He’s involved in locking me in here. I can’t trust him.

He started smiling apologetic and gentle, nodding into the direction of the tray he was holding with both hands. She only noticed now that he was holding it the whole time and she probably almost kicked it out of his hands with the little stunt she did just now.

“I thought you might be hungry so I made some food for you. I didn’t know your preferences for breakfast so I made multiple choices.”

He placed it down in front of her gently, obviously trying to not scare her away even more. She looked at him warily but her stomach started growling like a wolf this instant smelling all the delicious treats on the tray. Immediately a fight started in her mind.

I’m so hungry but I can’t trust him. What if he poisons me? What if he poisoned me before? What if he’s the reason I can’t remember a thing? Or this ‘Master Kim’ person. Who are these people?

Jolting out of her thoughts with a flinch she looked at his hand that gently touched her arm.

“What are you doing?! DON’T TOUCH-….Me….” Her eyes clouded with a grey fog covering up the usually blue-grey pigmented iris. A warm feeling spread throughout her whole body making her feel as light as air. She felt at peace. As if someone just now took all of her worries away. He gently smiled at the girl satisfaction gleaming in his eyes by how well this worked.

Why do I suddenly feel so relaxed? What was I even so scared about? This person has been so nice to me from the start. I should just trust him. Jimin is a good person.

Returning the gentle smile he was giving her she looked at him. He slowly removed his warm hand from her arm straightening himself up and walking to the dresser. She started eating without thinking twice feeling starved all of the sudden. Hunger was the only thing on her mind now so she started to bolt down the food in front of her, chugging down the whole glass of water on the tray right after.

She leaned back hitting the cold surface of the wall feeling much better than before. Suddenly noticing how uncomfortable the dress she was still wearing really was she started fidgeting on the spot pinching and tugging at the fabric.

“Here, Miss.”, Jimins voice interrupted her trying to get more comfortable in this ballgowny nightmare. The girl looked up and saw the clothes he was reaching out to her. Taking them slowly she looked at him with an appreciating smile.

“I prepared a bath for you. The water should still be warm. If the temperature isn’t to your liking please let me know. I’ll be right outside if you need anything.”

“Thank you, Jimin.” She smiled a little bit waiting for him to go out. Just before he went out the door she noticed something while looking around the room one more time.

“Hey Jimin?” He stopped in his tracks immediately turning on his heels still standing in the doorway. She couldn’t stop staring at the now empty space of where the painting used to be. Still feeling sick at just the thought of it the girl tried erasing the picture of it out of her mind.

“Yes, Miss?”

“Where did the painting go?”

“It seemed to not meet your taste. So, I took the liberty of removing it. I’ll put up a different one for you immediately if you like.” He smiled his innocent angel-like smile. She simply nodded now looking at him in response. And with one last slight bow of his head he left the room. A clicking noise could be heard coming from the door and she knew immediately what that meant.

I’m locked in again. But why? Am I dangerous? Why would he be nice to me and still lock me away? He said I’m a guest of this Master Kim. So maybe I’m the dangerous one? Did I maybe even hurt someone? I can’t remember a thing…

Her eyes stung with tears while these thoughts continued going on and on in her head. This warm, fuzzy feeling she had just a moment ago while he touched her was slowly fading away leaving her getting scared and overthinking.

Shaking her head violently to get rid of these thoughts she got up. Taking a bath might help her calm down. She can’t go anywhere anyways so might as well make herself a little bit more comfortable.

The small bathroom was full of candles all around the bathtub and the sink making it feel romantic and welcoming. The water smelled like lavender relaxing her this instant just standing in front of it. She dipped her hand in the water. It felt very smooth and was exactly the right temperature to not be cold or burned to death in it. A soft smile was spreading on her face while she dried her hands on one of the towels. Now finally taking a first look in the small mirror above the sink she inspected herself.

“Somehow I thought I was a brunette. Funny.”, she joked sadly looking at herself. It wasn’t that she was sad about her looks. No, she was sad about the lack of memories even about these small things. Her light blond hair was short. Not pixy-cut short but it did end a few centimeters above her shoulders in a bob-cut. She had no bangs and her hair was all messy from sleeping leaving a lot to imagination of what her hairdo must’ve looked like before. The makeup didn’t look as bad as she predicted. It seemed like she wasn’t wearing a lot in the first place so there were only a few smudges around her eyes and mouth. The dress she was wearing fit her perfectly. Color and style complimenting her body and it hugging her in all the right places. But she must’ve been wearing it for way too long now because she would’ve loved to just rip it off her body.

Instead of doing that she gently started removing it from her body before finally stepping into the bathtub. Her body relaxed immediately letting her realize just how tensed up she was before. She closed her eyes for a moment savoring this feeling as much as possible before she began cleaning herself up.

He even put everything I need here. Shampoo, Shower Gel, Conditioner, Lotion… everything’s right here. How come I know how to do all these things but all my memories around my life are gone? This is so weird I don’t get it…

No matter how hard she tried to relax these thoughts always came back. She couldn’t just sit here and let this all be. In this moment she didn’t even know why she trusted Jimin in the first place anymore. She just knew she did and that this feeling of trust was just too deep to get rid of right now no matter how much she thought about it. It felt so natural trusting him.

After finishing her bath, she stood up and dried herself with the towels provided in the bathroom. Tying her wet hair up in a small bun she made her way to the mirror. Now much more pleased with her not as partied-all-night looking appearance she took a closer look at herself. She had blue-grey eyes, a maybe a little bit above average looking face and a pretty decent looking body. She could tell she worked out quite a lot, not being overly muscular but strong and firm looking.

“Wonder what kind of sport I did…”

Taking the clothes Jimin gave her earlier she put them on piece by piece. He gave her a black, satin, three-piece nightgown consisting of short trousers, a top with thin spaghetti straps and some lace detail at the top plus a short kimono to put over it and tie up. The girl looked at herself skeptically.

This is so luxurious…. It feels like it belongs here but on me it feels weird. Maybe I’m usually not the type to wear stuff like this?

Yawning she suddenly became aware of how tired she was feeling. After everything that happened so far it was no surprise to be honest. She went on an emotional rollercoaster to the moon and back today and now all her body wanted was to finally rest feeling a little bit more safe and secure than before she met Jimin. Knowing that he was here to watch over her strangely put her at ease even though she didn’t know him at all. She felt like he meant no harm.

The girl trusted him. Even though she didn’t know why.

Stepping outside of the bathroom she noticed immediately that the blond butler must’ve come here again while she was still in the bath. There was a new painting on the wall where the window should be. This time it showed a beautiful scenery of a lake with a small cottage and a forest around it. It seemed just as peaceful as her mind at the moment.

With a smile on her face she sank down on the bed throwing the dress she wore before on a chair standing at the foot of it in front of a small desk. She was exhausted and still had a slight headache from before. And just like this she fell into a deep sleep.

“He thinks he can keep you from me.” A deep voice.

“He thinks just because he won that I can’t mess with you, but guess what babygirl, I’m not that easy to get rid of.” Like a singsong. Taunting.

“You feel safe now?” A dark chuckle filled the room. She could barely see anything.

He was leaning over her. Glowing red eyes staring into hers. The sight of him rang all kinds of alarms inside of her head. None of them being good. She felt pure horror run through her. She tried to move but her arms were held in place by his hands as if it was nothing. He didn’t even budge when she started to kick at him easily pinning her legs down with his’.

“What do you want from me??” She screamed struggling at his grip in a mix of anger and fright. He smirked leaning down. She screwed her eyes shut not knowing what to expect. His hot breath tickling her face, then her neck, then reaching her ear he whispered one phrase making the girls body freeze in pure fright.

“I want to ruin you~”

For a moment she went into a pure state of shock not knowing what to do.

Who is he? And why me??

She thought starting to panic tears stinging in her eyes. He forced her to look at him grabbing her chin with one hand while looking directly into her blue eyes. He was definitely good looking but her mind was screaming at her to get as far away from him as possible. Her body just shook in fear not being able to concentrate on anything but getting out of his grip. In this moment she realized that he let go of one of her hands.

“Kim Taehyung. Keep my name in mind or I won’t be as nice next-“

Gathering all the courage she had left in her body she stroke one harsh punch right on his nose where it hurt the most. He started cursing holding his nose. He glared. Eyes furious with rage. Then he raised his hand and-

The girl jolted awake and immediately sat up straight. Breathing heavy she pulled her legs closer wrapping her arms around herself in the process.

“K-Kim T-Taehyun-ng?” Mumbling his name breathless her whole body was in a state of panic. Beads of sweat dripping from her forehead and running all over her body, body and bed sheets all sticky from the dampness.

She shook in fear from the nightmare as she looked around the room hyperventilating. Making sure no one except for her was in this room she stood up still shivering with every step. The girl tried to calm down her breath still shaky looking inside the bathroom just to make sure no one was hiding there and checking if the front door was still locked.

Pushing down the door handle she hissed in pain. Confused look on her face her eyes found her hand noticing the red marks along her knuckles as if she hit something hard in her sleep.

Or someone?

Shaking those thoughts out of her mind she turned around after making sure that the door was in fact still locked. She took a few steps towards the bed wanting to lay back down when a dripping noise found her attention.  

She froze in fear.

This wasn’t coming from the bath.

Only now noticing the weird iron-like smell her eyes wandered to the dark liquid color on the floor beneath the painting. Her hands started to feel cold, whole body sticky with sweat. Eyes dilated with horror as a bitter taste spread in her mouth as if she just licked a battery. It was the taste of pure fear.

Her stomach immediately dropped. A candle was still lit on the dresser. Taking it with shaking hands she took halting steps towards the painting ignoring the burning pain from hot wax dripping on her hand. Her eyes roamed the liquid on the ground and following with the candle to see it she slowly looked up the wall. Blood-red liquid was dripping from the frame of the painting. The smell from before now hitting her nose even stronger. Her breath was loud and shaky. She felt like all the air got punched out of her lungs. Gasping for air she stared at the painting in horror stumbling backwards a few steps. The candle in her hand shook so hard that it died leaving her in complete darkness. But the girl didn’t need it to still see the sentence that was now burned into her mind like the first painting she found on this wall. Letting go of the candle, body frozen in place, she started to scream bloody murder.

Written on the painting with blood were just five words:

“He can’t protect you forever”

Prologue | Take me TO Chapter TWO~

Lost Minds Masterlist | Masterlist

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

Oh Ecstasy (Erik x Black Reader)

Listening: PARTYNEXTDOOR - Her Way

Dedicated to my loved one @allhailnjadaka who requested this and the Black Panther Fandom within the fandom. Hope you like it.

Short little one-shot. No smut, just a night out.

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“Okay, that’s enough for you..,” Starlet re-po’s your Long Island Ice Tea and Ashley forcefully sets you down at the bar. You flip your dirty-blonde wig feeling good and beautiful, like Ciara even. Your IG pics did numbers with this wig. It really worked with your tawny brown skin tone.

“What?! All I said was I’m fuckin someone in this club tonight and y’all act like I said I have a bomb strapped to my chest finna blow this plac-”

“Cut her off. Only water,” Luwa says to the bartender who nods.

“Don’t listen to this bishhh,” you plead, “My money is green you better gim my GOT damn drink!” You bang on the bar one time and the bartender looks from you to Luwa before moving on to the next customer, aka Ashley.. which pisses you off. You hold your liquor way better than that lightweight. “Yeah, but I know my limit,” Ashley says. You didn’t realize you’d said that out loud. You kiss your teeth. “I came here to have a goood time and all y’all bitches,” you wave your index, “..Fuckin shit up for me.” Luwa is used to the shits, she takes your Roberto Cavalli clutch away leaving you with your phone.

“Uhm... Bish? That’s part of my outfit so I’m a need that back,” you say reaching out and grabbing at the air. It was true, you wore your black off-the-shoulder minidress with bell sleeves, black heels, and gold jewelry to match the gold charm on the bag. It was stylish and classy. A Look. The bag gets passed to Ashley who definitely isn’t giving it back. She was the mother hen and liked to pull rank over all of you. Your eyes narrow briefly and you let it go.

“I’m a dance with that nigga over there,” Luwa says and her head angles to a dark skin nigga with a fade and full beard. He's cute.

“Heeey Kofi,” you wave with a wink and he smiles. White teeth. Luwa abruptly pushes your hand back down. She hated when you showed any decency to her men, afraid you might be serious about getting at them. Reassuring her was a constant. “Tell me he don’t look like Kofi Siriboe and you the Jada,” you say watching her face flush. She was litty as a titty too. 

“Drink some water. I’m a link with you all in 20 minutes,” she says sternly before heading off to do the lil thot moves you two practiced in your mirror at home. You drink some water thirsty ass, you mutter under your breath and Starlet’s mean ass rolls her tiny hazel eyes. When you first met her you thought they were contacts but her mother had the same eyes. “What bitch," you snap. "The water. I’m sippin’ it!” You make a show of taking a sip and she flips you off. She hated when you drank a lot because growing up her mom was a dysfunctional alcoholic. You, however, were very functional.. so oh well. You look back at your lil thot, Luwa. She was throwin that ass and having fun, something you needed to get back to.

Looking around there were a few guys who looked appealing, you only had to choose. With a sip of your water your eyes fall on a tall brown skin guy. He was clean shaven, crisp, cute. He looked like he just left left the barber. His eyes met yours and you looked him up and down before turning away. Boring. You could just tell by his energy. It was in his demeanor, he was too clueless. Your eyes fall on a heavier guy, sturdy with thick limbs and a bigger belly, long locs dyed blonde at the ends. He approaches you and you think of ignoring him just to be petty, but then he offers to buy you a drink. “Nope. She’s cut off,” Ashley says and it pisses you off all over again. “Fuck youu, Ash.” She gives you a curt smirk and you turn away.

“Well, you wanna chill with me or what,” the man says trying to look seductive, licking his lips but he needs a facial.. bad. His skin is dull, there’s a piece of crust in his eye, and you’ve already lost interest. He goes on talking. You miss the other part of what he says turning your attention back to the crowd where you spot another guy. Another dud, you can tell. Why is this club so full of boring ass niggas?!

“Exactly shorty. That’s why you need to come with me.”  His voice is buzzing in your ear, but before you can snap on him, he speaks again. “Bla bla bla me and my boys in VIP if you wanna come up.” That’s all you hear and all you care about.

“You have room for four?” You tilt your head gazing up at him from under your long lashes and he bites his lip. “Yeah, we got room for four. Bring ya people.” “Oh I was just asking, I didn’t say I was bringing them.” He looks confused and Starlet gives you a dirty look. “Kidding.. kidding..,” you assure her. You weren’t kidding and she knew it. You wanted to turn up and they were too busy being responsible. You had enough of responsible from 8:30 to 5 every damn day. It’s Friday night.

“Lead the way,” you tell him and your girls follow with their drinks, with the exception of Luwa who’s still dancing and having the time of her life.

You ascend the stairs paying close attention to the steps and the railing so not to fall in your heels. You aren’t that damn shameless. He guides you next to him in a booth and your friends fill in on your side. You look around and every guy looks to be on some other shit. These were your people. You ignore the nigga’s arm around you in favor of picking up the Vodka bottle in the center of the table to pour yourself a shot. Ashley isn’t quick enough to stop you from taking a sip before she takes away the glass. The nigga laughs, “Y’all not into partying, huh?” Starlet won’t even look at him, but Ashley replies. “This our friend. Let us handle her.”

Annoyed to be in the same situation as downstairs, you ignore the tense banter and your eyes explore the VIP section a little further. You notice a few familiar faces, celebrities. No one A-list or super recognizable, unless you were heavily into the hip-hop and RNB scene. And you were. Pause. There’s a group of niggas and a few girls scattered on their laps. They’re sitting around a table with white chalky lines. You stand abruptly and make your way over. A few of them look up at your arrival, but one set of hooded, low eyes in particular has you frozen in place as you make eye contact. The moment lasts until your eyes proceed to examine the rest of his face. Smooth brown skin, thick lips, a lush beard framing his youthful yet strong features.

He’s beautiful.

“Shorty,” a voice calls out from the direction you’d just come from. You ignore it.

“Y/N,” Ashley’s voice calls. You ignore that too.

“Your name is Y/N,” the beautiful man asks still staring and you nod, eyes piercing through his. You want him to invite you himself to join the table. He catches the hint. “Come sit with me,” he mumbles tapping the girl on his lap. He has a lit blunt in his hand and his locs fall over his face giving him a dangerous look. The girl scoots to a different lap, obviously annoyed, and you cross over people making your way onto the beautiful man’s lap. He even smells good. Under the weed smell he’s fresh. You inhale.

“Why you leave the homie Bliz,” he asks and you have to think of who Bliz is before it clicks. That’s the nigga you just left sitting with your bitch-ass friends.

“That unwashed miscreant,” you shake your head in response and his brows raise. “It’s okay you can laughhh.”

“You a whole trip babygirl,” he says low eyes alight with humor. You can see a grill in his mouth and it only makes him more attractive.

“I know.” You reach your hand up to play in his beard and tug it playfully. You can see in his eyes that he likes it.

“You need a drink,” he says lowly never looking away. His voice is like velvet and gravel at the same time.

”I need several,” you amend landing a kiss on his full pouty lips and when your tongue slips past those soft pillows, he doesn’t stop you, falling in line with your rhythm.

When you pull back, his eyes go from your lips over your shoulder. You look back to see what he’s looking at. It’s Bliz and your girls. Bliz looks annoyed and his eyes fall on you in silent judgment. You could not care less. A girl comes near carrying a bottle of Ciroc and Mr. Beautiful waves it over. It’s passed to him.

“I think it’s time to go,” Ashley says mirroring Bliz’s judgmental expression and ignoring another man who is shamelessly checking her out at the end of the booth. She’d never date someone who partied. This was your scene, not your friends'. It annoyed you how they always looked down on this type of thing. You turn your attention to the table before you and feel Mr. Beautiful watching you, waiting to see what you’ll do.

“How much to ski?” You’re looking at Ashley but you’re asking the man underneath you.

“For you, Lindsay Lohan? Free.”

Lindsay Lohan. You liked it. You lower yourself to the table and watch a girl snort a line. You reach for her tool and put it to your nose, following her example and snorting a short line of powder. It’s a body shock, like swallowing a large spoonful of pure sugar. You wipe your nose and look up at Ashley’s face, gaped in horror. Starlet walks away and after a last look, so does Ashley. Bliz looks to the beautiful man and shakes his head sourly before walking off. You climb back onto your lap-seat.

“What’s your name, Mr. Beautiful?”

He wipes your nose getting what you missed. “Erik.”

“Why don’t I see you doing lines like everyone else, Erik?”

“I just sell the shit.”

“Mmm. What else you got?”

You eye the blunt between his fingers and he passes it to you. You take a hit and exhale blowing some of the smoke in his face. Then you do it again. On the third time, you put your lips to his and blow directly into his mouth. He lets you and you follow it up with another deep kiss, feeling his large arm wrap around your waist. When your lips separate, your hand reaches for the bottle in his other hand and he pulls it away.

“What you gonna do for it?”

“I’m a reach out again.. And you’re going to hand me that bottle,” you say slipping your hand down to his lap. You can feel that he’s hard.

After a long look, he smirks and hands you the bottle. You take a drink directly from it, not losing eye contact, but when you try to get back to the table, his arm tightens around you.

“I know what you need. Come with me.”

It’s your turn to smirk. You pull your phone from your bra.

“Put your number in it.”

He shakes his head. He knew where this was going, but he wouldn’t stop you from leaving. Your friends were still waiting on you, afraid to leave you there drunk and alone with nothing and you knew it. As lit as you liked to get, you weren’t reckless. You were functional. He puts a number in your phone and hands it back to you. You call it and his phone rings. He shoots you a look as if to say, ‘Are you happy now?’ With one last peck to his full lips, you get up and grab the bottle, taking it with you to the staircase. Once you descend, carefully, you go directly to the exit and find your friends. They’re waiting and extremely annoyed.

“This is why I wanted to go rollerskating,” Starlet says and Ashley rolls her eyes. “Where’s Luwa,” you ask. “She left with that guy. She texted us and said she was going.” Your jaw drops, “Wooooow and y’all just let her go?” An uber pulls up and you gasp. “Wait a minute. Wait. If I hadn’t come out y’all was just finna leave my ass? You have my fuckin.. Robertoooo Cavalli. How would I get home?” You were name-dropping, yeah, but you were also serious. “You’d have found a way. Since you don’t need us apparently,” Ashley says climbing into the front seat of the uber. You sit in the back with mean ass Starlet.

“I sure would have. In fact I got that nigga’s number. I might start calling him to get me from random places just cuz I feel like it!” Starlet scoffs beside you and Ashley groans. 

“I can’t wait till you sober up so I can tell you how stupid you acted tonight. Reckless ass. I hate going out with you when you act like this,” she says and her voice drones on and on, but you can’t hear it anymore. You feel good. You came out for a good time and you got it.

The car rolls on and you nestle the vodka bottle to your chest, eyes drifting shut.

THE END

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[chefsimcne]

Each note was given to Ruby at the start of the location, starting at their home at 6am when Ruby was woken up by an alarm. The first one was left beside her pillow. Simone fibbed and said she had gone to an out of town conference for work. Janet was supposed to stay over for the two days she had been gone (prepping for everything).

NOTE 1:

Wake up, sleepyhead.

Today’s going to be a little different. Don’t worry. A good kind of different! You’ll love it, I hope.

I’ve left you a few outfits on the dresser. Pick your favorite and put it on! I bet you look gorgeous. Now do your hair. Put on some makeup if you want. You never need it, in my opinion. By the way, Janet’s there. She’s downstairs waiting. I’ve set in motion a fun day for you two. A few locations and activities to dive on into. There will be a set schedule, so mind Janet when she says it’s time to move onto the next, silly.

I know it’s been hard with everything going on lately. It’s so easy to lose track of the good things in life. So I want to give you this day as a gift. Free of worries. Free of chores. All you have to do is enjoy the ride with your best friend.

PS. Janet’s under oath not to tell you what you two will be doing today. Don’t pester her, baby.

NOTE 2:

Me again!

Thought you saw the last of me, huh? Sorry, hun. You’re stuck with me today, too.

By now you’re at Location #1. Look familiar? Yep, The London Lick. My pride and joy. I poured my everything into this place. When I was starting off, I had no idea it’d gain this much success. Or that it’d be the place I’d meet my future girlfriend. I remember the moment I saw you there. I thought to myself: there is no way she’s real. You were so perfect. I couldn’t help but admiring you from afar, making sure your order was without flaw, your service was exceptional. I didn’t want you to stop smiling and laughing, even if it wasn’t for me. And then I thought to myself: Simone you dog, she’s taken! God, am I a terrible person for that? I can say, moral-wise, I did wait until you were single to make the ‘first move,’ if you’d even call it that. When I saw you that day crying and alone in your regular booth, my heart broke for you. I hadn’t spoken a word to you, and yet I would’ve done anything for you to feel happy again. I’m so glad I made that silly attempt to save you and asked you to come home with me. Looking back on it, it sounds ridiculous – being asked to go home with a stranger. And mildly concerning. But I’m sure glad you took a chance with me.

Enjoy the breakfast. Only the best of the best! Served by the best of the best, Paulie’s had me include. Tell him he’s extra for me.

NOTE 3:

Location #2. Might want to switch out the shoes and put on those handy sandals Janet’s got for you.

You know what I love about the beach? You can’t go to the beach and be angry or sad for long. It’s too beautiful and impossible to kick sand and cry into the water the whole time. It’s where all the stress and all your pains are suddenly washed away. I love hearing the waves crash against the rocks. I love hearing the annoying seagulls. I love putting my feet against the edge of the wet sand and waiting to see if the water will come up high enough to reach my toes. And I especially love hearing you laugh and squeal when it does for you. I want to make more trips in the future. Maybe we’ll go to every beach we possibly can?

For now, refrain from the mud fights, but again have fun! Build a sand castle. Make sure to knock down Janet’s for me. Tell her it’s for science.

NOTE 4:

Location #3. The Airport.

Worry not, you’ll be staying in the country for today. However, we are going to set up a trip.

Take a deep breath and let it all out. I know you can get a little anxious about doing these things, but I promise you’re going to be okay. Janet’s right there with you. Look for a woman with red hair behind the counter. Yes, a fellow ginger! You poor thing. I know when you first got here you were so shocked by that. The English are tough redhead critics. Or maybe they’re all just superstitious. Who knows. At any rate, go into her line. I’ve already talked to her about this whole thing and finances are covered. So here’s the fun part! Pick a place, wherever you want to go, and ask for two tickets there. Any date you want (just spare me having to get ready right when I come back from conference). We’re going to start living life like we should, Ruby. That means: I’ll be less of a workaholic and I’ll be home more with you, and we’re going to begin our infamous scrapbooking for all our crazy adventures. The horror, I know. We’ll basically be old women. But think of it like this: it’ll be our first official trip together. Make it count, babygirl.

Plus, I’ll get to say ‘Yes, I do in fact have the hottest girl in the world’ wherever we go. Lucky me.

NOTE 5:

Location #4. The good ole IKAG house.

Janet’s probably wanting to turn back around just as much as you right now. I don’t blame either of you. But I promise no cameras are going to get you. No publicity. The show’s promised a nice day at the spa and a catered lunch. You’re welcome to get manicures, pedicures, facials, have your makeup redone if it came off by now (you still don’t need it!), massages, etc. Whatever you two want. Take this time to relax in between all these locations. If you’re tired and fed up by now, you’re almost done! If you’re having the time of your life, you’re still halfway done! So kick back, put your feet up, and close your eyes.

NOTE 6:

Location #5. This is going to be new for you. Revel in that feeling.

Butterfly Paradise! I still watch that one video on my Instagram of the blue butterfly landing on your face all the time. It was too much cuteness in one video. Seriously! You can probably tell by how many times I said ‘Oh my god’ in it.

I always liked going to places like this. When I realized you shared the same fascination and care for animals (and butterflies, in this case), I was ecstatic. Finally, I had found someone who could go all safari status with me. Paulie is way too chicken, and Chris is way too extreme. You know how the Aussies are. We’re still working on your love of cats, mainly Elvis, but you’ve most certainly made progress. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me.

NOTE 7:

Location #6.

Breathe, sweetie. I know.

The hospital you were taken in. Isn’t it weird how normal it looks from the outside? The memories are the ones that paint the picture. But this wasn’t a place of bad memories, Ruby. This was the place where you finally came back into our lives. You came home. It shouldn’t be a terrible reminder. It should be a hopeful one.

But healing takes time. The kids here know that all too well. To conclude your day of fun, we’re going to give back some of that magic. You and Janet will be volunteering for about an hour with the younger patients. A lot of this is making sure they’re in happier spirits. Everyone needs someone to rely on to get them through the day. And you’re going to be that for them. Tell them your tales! Tell them all the crazy things I’ve gone and made you do today with your best friend. Tell them your hilarious and corny jokes. Not the naughty ones, please. We don’t want a lawsuit. Tell them how you’re still pushing through, and they can too. I believe in you.

NOTE 8:

Surprise. Your day’s not over yet. Come inside and join me for dinner.