#i am going to Break Down In Tears when i see the 3rd years graduation scene animated

[kvaughanarts]

Oh yeah the movie is gonna be a thing

[cxrsed-angel]

eddie x fem!reader (angst)

warning: angst no warnings i don’t think, around 2k words, not proofread

a/n: been in bad place mentally and i guess this was the result

You and Eddie had been broken up for almost a month now after being together for 2 years. When he broke up with you, he didn't give you a specific reason, he didn't say that he stopped loving you or you’ve done something wrong or anything. You wished he would’ve given you a reason as to why. You thought everything was going great, he graduated in ‘86 and started working as a mechanic, and you were both saving up to move into an apartment in Indianapolis while you attending Indiana State. You had a plan. What went wrong?

You were lying in your bed next to your stuffed animals, you had all the ones Eddie gave you in a box off to the side of your room. You didn't have the heart to donate them, they were really cute and had fun memories attached to them, but you couldn't look at them without starting to tear up. You missed him so much.

The Cure’s Pornography album softly played in the back. You look over at the stuffed animal box and see your white dragon stuffed animal Eddie had given you one day. He had the matching black one. You started thinking about the day he broke up with you, you tried hard not to, but it almost always played on replay in your head whenever you were alone with your thoughts.

You had just knocked on Eddie’s trailer, but you could tell something was off when he answered the door. He didn't look into your eyes, his body language was closed off, and he held his head down.“Um hey um come in” “are you okay” “um we need to talk.” You felt your heart sink into your stomach, you started getting a lump in your throat. “Ok what do you want to talk about” “babe-no um this wow hard,” he laughed lightly, but you could tell it was out of nerves more than anything “Eds you’re starting to scare me did-did you like cheat on me or something” “What! No no but um I think we should stop seeing each other” You felt your heart get ripped out of your chest. You suddenly couldn't breathe. You were trying as hard as you could to start not crying. “What-what-what’d you mean like a-like-a um a break or a pause or something like that” You saw him shake his head, still not looking into your eyes. “No like stop all together not a break” “you want to break up?” He just nods “why-why, did I um do something” He shakes his head. “You could at least fucking look me in my eyes Edward” your voice started to get louder, the sadness starting to mix with anger. He couldn’t even look at you, “why do you want to break up” “just because,” he said nonchalantly. He looked like he didn’t even care. “No this isnt something you can shrug off, do you not love me anymore, did you sleep with someone else, do you just not want to be-” “God! Can’t you just leave Jesus I don’t want to deal the 3rd degree right now can you just leave!” He yelled at you, it was the first time he had looked into your eyes since you’d gotten inside his trailer. “Sure Eddie yea um have a good life.” You stormed out, almost slamming the door, but you remembered he hadn’t gotten fixed yet and didn't want to cause anymore damage, especially to Wayne. You just get into your car and drive home.

Your pink phone ringing on the nightstand next to your bed breaks out of your thoughts that were replaying the scene again and again. You looked at the clock. It was 12 am, who is calling you this late? You get up and sit on the edge of your bed, “Um hello” there was a silence “hello?” you asked, more annoyed now “look if this is fucking prank-” “fuck i missed your voice” you pause, hearing his voice, you missed his too, but anger started boiling again. “Wrong number” you slam your phone down and lay back on your bed. You start reading your book to distract your mind from him. About 30 minutes later, your phone rings again, you stare at it, a part of you know it's Eddie again, but there’s a small part of you that was naive enough to believe it was someone else. You knew it was unlikely you didn't really have friends, especially ones who would call you this late; you were just acquaintances with Eddie’s, honestly. You sigh and picked up the phone “I'm not fucking doing this all night, Eddie” “I know I know but I just really wanted to hear you” He sounded off like he was high or something, you could hear it in his voice. “Are you fucking high right now?” there was a pause “maybe” “fuck you Eddie. ” You slam your phone down but leave it off the hook so he couldn’t call back. “That dick he doesn't call you for weeks, goes out of his way to avoid you, then calls you high he probably wants to come over and get his dick wet”, you thought to yourself.

You lay back down for a minute until you sit up and remember you have a personal phone and a general home phone for your apartment that your mother insisted you have when you moved out. You lay back down, “he wouldn't, right?” You thought about it for a minute and sat up “yea, the motherfucker would” you sprint to the phone as soon as you entered your living room, you see it ringing. You know you should just leave it alone, then take it off the hook and go about your night, but a small piece you believe he’s gonna call, apologize, and you’ll be back together that piece won. You slowly pick it up. “Hello?” this time, you stayed silent “babe, I know you're there,” you still don't respond “please just say something” you had nothing to say, though. You felt numb, you had lost your best friend and the love of your life all in one night, and he couldn't even give you a reason. And here he was calling you high, why, you started crying, ‘why couldn't he break my heart and leave me alone” you thought. You sniffled through the speaker “are-are you crying” you start crying more, hearing his soft tone. The one that had comforted you when you got rejected from your dream college when your pet guinea pig died, every time you had an existential crisis, or every time you would feel alone from having no close friends, he was always there. You sniffle into the phone again “wrong number,” you say coldly. You slam the phone down on and left it hanging off the wall.

You flop down on your couch and start crying, crying over the fact that you had no one, no one you could call and ask for help or talk to, crying because it was going so well, or so you thought, you felt like you messed everything up, like you did something wrong. You slowly cried yourself to sleep like you’d done almost every night since the breakup.

You were woken up by soft knocking on your door, you sat up looking at the clock on your coffee table, “why is someone knocking at 7:00 am” the knocking started getting more aggressive “Ok, Okay give me a minute!” You open the door and see Dustin and Steve arguing “No man, you didn't need to bang her door down at 7:00 in the morning.” “Well, I can't come after school you know that” “yea but I'm just saying we can just knock lightly and -” you look between them “hey whats this about?” “um can we come in,” Dustin asks? You just open the door wider “sure its not like I was sleeping or anything.”

They both come in and sit on your couch. “I would offer drinks but you woke me up before noon so you dont get a nice host” “thats fair thats fair um Steve do you want to um start” you lift your eyebrow up “ok seriously what is this” ‘its about-um Eddie” you stand up and walk over you your front door “get out” “wait just hear him out please” you look at Dustin and roll you eyes as you sit by down “what about…him” “He’s been miserable lately” “and thats my probably because?” “you guys need to get back together, he hasn’t been coming to Hellfire, the dungeon master, he takes is role very seriously and not like him to miss one session let alone every week.” “look Dustin thats rough but I dont understand want you want me to do” Steve started talking “maybe just hear him out whatever he did to make you want to take-” “wait wait wait you think I broke up with him” “well yea he didnt tell us but by the state he’s in we thought you ended it” you laugh and shake your head “no you guys got it all wrong um” you look down “he broke up with me.” There was a huge pause, “holy shit” “holy shit’ “yea holy shit guys so if this is over i would like to go back to sleep.’” They both nodded “um yea come on Henderson I’ll drop you off at school” “yea yea um we’ll see you later,” you wave and lock the door behind them.

You go to your bedroom and gain the sudden motivation to take all of Eddie’s stuff back to his trailer. You hope now would he would be at his shift at the car shop so you wouldn’t see him. After an hour, you were almost done until you see the box of stuffed animals. You were gonna be sad not seeing them, but you knew you needed to give them back if you ever want to even think about moving on. You put the stuffed animals in with the plastic box you had from moving, you decided to do one big box instead of smaller cardboard boxes that way, you just drop it off and move off with your life.

After a 15-minute drive and 10-minutes stalling outside the trailer park, you finally enter and park by his trailer. “Ok, you got this, you got this,” you say to yourself as you get the box out of your backseat. You take a deep breath and knock on the door, you were so anxious and nervous you wanted to turn back and cry, but you waited. You see Wayne open the door “hey kid,” “um hi Wayne um I have some of Eddie’s stuff” He nods, “come on in.” You shake your head, you weren't ready to step back into the place where you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. You weren't ready to see his stuff, to be in the place that had once been your safe place that now kept you wondering what you did wrong, why didn't he want to be with you anymore. “Come on, kid, we can still be friends” you look up at him, crying a little bit “um really” he nodded “of course.” You slowly walk in and stand in the middle of the living room. “You can just put that on the floor” you put the box and floor and go to sit on the couch, but waves of memories come flooding in, all the movies nights, the first time you tried weed, make-out sessions, him teaching about DnD and showing you the newest campaign he had worked on, you just stare down at the couch.

“You can sit on the barstool, um by the counter” you just nod and go to sit. “Im gonna be honest with you, kid, this is the worst I've seen him since, um since his parents.” You didn't know much about his parents but knew they left him when he was around 10 or 11. That's all he ever told you, and he never mentioned it again. “Well um, he-he made his choice” Wayne walked over and sat on the bar stool next to the one. “My nephew, he um has a tendency of ruining good things, he has a leave before they leave me first mindset, you know, he’s been abandoned by his parents, friends one he started being himself you know, he the the town he grew up abandoned him in a way, you were his first serious girlfriend and honestly sweetie I think he got spooked, he really loves you, and you loves him back, and he’s so use to only me being around I think he wanted to leave before you left him” you felt the tears pooling up in your eyes, now it made sense why he never gave you a reason he was leaving before you left him, you look up at Wayne, “he thought I was gonna leave him” you started crying harder “I wasnt going to,” you say through sobs, Wayne puts a hand on your back “I know you weren't kid I know.” You stay there just crying life you've been doing all month, you just missed him so much, you don't even know how long you’ve been crying, you just felt so bad that he thought you were going to leave him or suddenly not want you and that so many people in his life has made him feel that way, he was the sweetest person you’ve ever known, and didn't deserve all the shit he put up with,

In between crying, you go to get up to leave when you hear the door open, and you feel the same way you did a month ago, lump in your throat, your heart suddenly in your stomach, you felt like you couldn't breathe. “Hey Wayne, I’m gonna go smoke in my-” You slowly get off the barstool “um I was just go-” “no-no, you two need to talk ” You see Wayne grab his keys and walk out. You stand still, staring at the floor, you couldn’t look at him. “Um, listen I’m really sorry,” you see him start to walk near you and flinch away, stepping back, distancing yourself from him. “For-for the calls or-” “ for that and for ending it the way I did, so suddenly, honestly, that night I realized how much I love you, and I’ve never loved anyone like the way I love you, it scared the shit out of me sweetheart, then I started thinking how you weren’t made to stay in Hawkins, you weren't meant to stay in this small ass town, babe, I realized I was holding you back and you could do so much better than me.” You see tears in his eyes now “but I don't want anyone else because there is no one better for me than you Eds. I love you so much, and I would never leave you, and You weren’t made for Hawkins either. You’re too metal for this small ass town.” You see him smile slightly, “but you really hurt me, you know that, right” he nodded “I know, babe I was stupid I should've just talked to you, I just didn't know what to do” you nod “I know Eds”  “can I give you a hug” you nodded again, and he pulls you tightly against his chest “I’m so sorry baby I will never do that again promise Im so so sorry.” You pushed him away slightly “but if you ever break up with me again and proceed to call me high in the middle night Im not taking you back” he laughs a little “while that is fair, I promise I will never break up with you ever again.” You lean up to kiss him and bent down a little and grabbed your face, his lips felt nice and  comforting.

He pulls you away from him, slightly looking down into your eyes, and you stare back at his, “man his eyes are so pretty,” you thought to yourself “I’ve missed my princess, babe” you wipe tears off your face “I’ve missed you more.” “do you want to cuddle or do you still need some space from me” “I can use a cuddle, but Eds, please, please come talk to me ok, I’m here for you and I never want you to feel that way about us again ok babe” he nods and tears slowly falling “I promise”

He wraps an arm around your waist and you walk back to his room. You both take off your shoes and lay down in his bed. He pulls you tightly into him “ ive missed your cuddles” “me too”

[roll-da-credits]

His Biggest Regret -Bakugou Katsuki x Reader-

Word count: 2.28k

After cracking down a big mafia operation on the other side of the globe, the entire alumni’s of UA’s 1st year finally gets together. The festive situation didn’t sit right with Bakugou who felt the overwhelming longing of someone he couldn’t have anymore.

!Warning!:

Mentions of death, mentions of injury, I think that’s it?

A/n: I honestly felt sad writing this haha, I’m kind of proud of it? Editting it was a hassle tho. Anyways, hope ya’ll enjoy some Bakugou (or Bakugo however you want to spell it) angst.

“Congrats Kacchan!!!” Deku playfully slaps the back of his childhood friend.

His smile was bigger than ever. Around Bakugou was his former classmates all talking away in their own little space.

It's been a long time since they all got together since their graduation. Every time anyone tried to plan anything, at least one of them couldn’t make it. But after a big takedown on a pesky Mafia group on the other side of the globe, they all agreed to take a break and celebrate.

The mastermind of the entire operation was the number 1 hero himself, Katsuki Bakugou. “Without you, I don’t think we’d be able to crack the operation.” Kirishima walked over to them with an equally bright smile.

“Tsk, of course! You extras would’ve gotten nowhere without me!!!” The group laughed together.

Some things just never change when it comes to their anger issues ridden former classmate.

“Then I shall make a toast!” Iida spoke loud enough to make sure everyone heard his voice. Everyone nodded and raised a glass. “To Bakugou, for cracking the mystery of Banana Fish.”

“And to all of us who worked together to finally end Golzine’s reign.” With that, everyone cheered and took a sip from whatever drinks they were holding.

Soon enough, endless chatter filled the entire room.

Smiles, laughter, and giggles could be heard from any point of the room. Old friends reconciling with each other. Old lovers mending their relationships. And old enemies finally apologizing.

It felt foreign to Bakugou.

Not the fact that they were all getting along. It wasn’t that.

It was the fact that everyone knew they were missing someone incredibly important.

They weren’t here right now.

He observed the private club with a keen eye. There were bottles of random drinks on almost every table, shot glasses also littered there.

His former classmates were always responsible drinkers. But today, they took shots after shots. Bottle after bottle.

Even Iida seemed to always have a different drink in his hand every time Bakugou would glance over.

He knew; it wasn’t to celebrate. It was to make sure everyone was too tipsy to say anything that would ruin the mood. It was to make sure that no one brought ‘them’ up.

Afterall, their busy schedules weren’t the only thing that stopped them from getting back together and hanging out.

They held fear in their eyes any time the thought of getting together would cross their minds. The thought of having to come face to face with their greatest failure as a hero, friend, and classmate.

Bakugou knew the feeling all too well.

When he was alone, there were plenty of things he could do to prevent his mind from wandering too far. But whenever he’d come across Deku or Shoto in missions or patrol.

If he were to strike a conversation, there’d always be a small silence that would almost always lead to them bringing up the topic of ‘them’.

“Heyyyy bakubrooo you should relax, you seem a little tense!!!” Kirishima’s words slurred.

It was close to 2 am, the party had already died down a little bit.

Some of his more responsible friends are already long gone. Leaving behind either the ones who are passed out or waiting for their ride.

“Get that shit away from me shitty hair!” He huffed and pushed the half full bottle of some random alcohol his friend tried to hand to him.

“Oh, come one number one. You should loosen up!!! You looked more angry than usual this entire time!!!” Kirishima sat down on the couch beside Bakugou with a loud thud.

“I mean, doesn’t the number one hero deserve a break every once in a while? You deserve it Bakubro. You cracked this giant case!!! Without you, that guy with the purple mohawk could’ve died.”

Kirishima laughed, reminiscing all the sleepless nights he and Bakugou would spend just doing research and trying to gain information from anywhere they could.

He took another swig from the half-emptied bottle, “I don’t deserve the number one spot dumbass.”

Bakugou muttered barely above a whisper.

Even though Kirishima was beyond wasted, the fact that his usually guarded friend suddenly opened up sobered him. “Hey, don’t be like that Bakubro. I’m sure they’d want you to be happy.”

Kirishima tried his best to comfort his friend, to no avail.

“I’m going home.” Bakugou suddenly stood up. “Don’t drive dumbass.” With that he walked to leave the club and to his car, hearing Kirishima yell his response. “Got it!!!”

When he got home, he quickly changed out of the annoyingly formal attire, back to his normal everyday attire. A black tank top and sweatpants.

Bakugou fell onto his bed with a small thud, a sigh of exhaustion left his lips. “Damn shitty hair talking about shit that shouldn’t be talked about.”

There was an unspoken rule amongst anyone who knew the alumni’s situation.

Don’t talk about them, you’ll regret it.

After tossing and turning around, Bakugou realized. He couldn’t sleep.

“Fuck.”

It wasn’t a normal sight to see the hero not being able to sleep. He was so strict about his sleeping schedules too. But his mind can’t seem to leave what Kirishima said.

“I’m sure they’d want you to be happy.”

Who does Kirishima think he was? Talking about them like that. Who knows what they’d think of him right now? He broke his promise to always protect them. To always be by their side.

His head looked to the right. A bedside cabinet made out of wood, stood. Devoid of any decor and just with a single compartment.

A single object lies within that cabinet.

His mind argued with each other, debating whether or not to open it.

“Fuck it!”

If he regretted this decision, he’d deal with that later.

Sitting up on the side of his bed he looked solemnly towards the cabinet.

A shaking hand opened the compartment.

There was a single photo frame, the photo side facing down instead of up.

Before he could back down, he took the frame and flipped it to see the photo.

The photo gleamed at him. It was a pitiful reminder.

Overwhelming sadness and anger filled him, when he looked at the picture. Anger, frustration, longingness, sadness, it all came crashing down.

Before he knew it, stray tears fell from his eyes.

The photo was the last photo he ever took together with his high school sweetheart. The love of his life. The person he promised to marry one day. It was the last photo he ever took with you before the world took you away.

Before those villains attacked UA whilst he was in his 3rd year.

It was before he lost the most important person to a villain.

~

The battlefield was a mess. It had ended but it was still a mess. Random debris scattered around. Some of his classmates and other students from other classes were injured and bloody.

Most of the league had gone with Shigaraki through Kurogiri’s portal, but there’s no telling if someone had stayed. Especially that specific villain with an invisibility quirk.

He had proven to be a rather difficult enemy because of his quirk, but realizing he was outnumbered, he hadn’t showed himself at all. No one saw him walk through Kurogiri’s portal either.

Bakugou shoved that concern to the back of his mind, he had other things to concern himself over. One of the biggest was, finding you.

He needed to apologize. The other night you and he got into a pretty big argument. All because of his anger issues and his pride.

But he couldn’t find you anywhere. Knowing your teleportation quirk.

You’d probably be helping other people around. Helping people deal with debris, transporting different things, and overall doing what you can to relieve any burdens from both the teachers and the students.

He wasn’t really focused on anything. He thought the battle was over. He just needed to find you.

He let his guard down.

He didn’t notice the invisible villain appearing once more to stab him from behind.

He didn’t notice until it was too late.

An ear-splitting scream broke the relatively quiet mood. He knew that scream.

He knew that voice.

His head snapped to the back and everything seemed to have slowed.

He remembered the panic and fear in your eyes. When he noticed the blade embedded in your heart, anger covered his senses.

Another yell resonated in the air. This time it was his own.

Bakugou’s hand went to the villain’s face and blasted them to somewhere he couldn’t even bother to care.

His arms caught your limp body from falling to the cold ground.

The world seemed to turn gray around him. The only thing he could see was your figure on his arms.

Blood pooling from your wound.

The anger that he felt just moments before was quickly replaced by fear.

“WHY DID YOU DO THAT DUMBASS?!” the people around him froze.

You tried to mutter enough energy to at least say a word. Just a single word. “Sorry.” Your voice came in stutters. Followed by a cough of blood.

He felt your body in his hands growing heavier, your hand on his cheek fell to the ground.

“DUMBASS WAKE UP!!!” he didn’t know if it was the shock of the surprise attack or the fear that made his voice crack. “WAKE UP OR I’LL NEVER COOK YOU FOOD AGAIN.”

Your eyes were wide open, but they were cold, empty, unresponsive.

He let tears flow down freely. Now clutching your body against his chest.

“No please.” He wrapped his arms around your body one arm below the stab and another from the bottom, above the stab. “Please teddy bear. I’m sorry ok? I’m sorry. This is enough payback for the shit I said to you last night. So please ok? Please wake up.”

A few of your classmates already a sobbing mess on the ground.

“Please teddy bear, the prank is over. Please… wake up…” Kirishima’s hand on his shoulder broke his trance.

He looked up at his standing friend.

Kirishima saw the sight of his usual angry, stubborn, brave friend, turn weak. Tears were already pouring from Kirishima’s eyes. But he needed to be strong.

It wasn’t his place to breakdown when his best friend had lost the only person who was brave enough of taking the challenge of calming the beast.

“I’m sorry Bakubro.” Kirishima shook his head.

That was the thing that made Bakugou finally realize, you were gone. He screamed up to the sky, cursing whatever God had decided you’d sacrifice your own life for his. He was frustrated he couldn’t protect you.

Kirishima looked around, and he saw how much his classmates cared about him.

No one dared to move or utter a sound above a stifle of cries. No one knew how to react. For the first time in UA history, a student has died in the school’s premise. And that student, was you.

Though Kirishima couldn’t see all of his classmates. He was sure they’d be equally as devastated to hear what had happened. You were such an important part in their lives. To have yours be stripped away that easily was shocking.

You were a ball of sunshine that brought joy no matter what you were feeling or where you were.

But now you lie on the ground, cold.

That night, the entire class was reminded of the hard truth of being as self-sacrificing as you were. You’d sacrifice your sleep to tutor Denki. You’d sacrifice resting your aching muscles just to make everyone’s favourite dishes for dinner.

Now, you’ve sacrificed your life for your lover’s.

~

He wiped the clear frame from dust and took a closer look at it.

You took it the morning before the argument. It was breakfast and for some reason, you were awake as early as him, for the first time in forever.

You had one of your arms around his torso, hugging him from behind. A bright smile decorated your face as you looked at the camera. Bakugou on the other hand looked to the side with a scowl on his face.

He remembered, after taking that photo. You kissed his cheek and uttered a sweet good morning before making your own breakfast. You didn’t miss the pink hue that decorated his cheeks. Your teasing giggles filled the room.

God, the things he’d give up just to hear your giggles again.

“You’ll never get hurt as long as I’m around.”

“Shut up dumbass, you won’t get hurt. I’ll protect you.”

“I won’t let anyone harm you.”

Those were just some promises he had made to himself and to you.

But now, here he was regretting the fact that his very last conversation with you was a useless back and forth of insults.

If he could turn back time and sacrifice himself, he would.

Bakugou placed the frame down and opened his phone, hoping for some sort of distraction. He wasn’t ready to completely face it yet. Though, everything online only fuelled his self-loathing

There were articles everywhere about how the number one hero Ground Zero otherwise known as Katsuki Bakugou, had saved the lives of thousands of people by cracking a giant drug market.

They all praised him. They all agreed he deserved the spot.

But did he really?

He didn’t think that such a title can be for him. Someone who broke all the promises he ever made to you.

How could he be the number one hero when the only person who was able to control him whilst loving him unconditionally died because of him.

[idhrenniel]

Anytime Soon | Sirius Black

➴ Summary: He had a chance to change. why did he discard it?

➴ Pairing: Sirius Black / fem!reader (3rd POV).

➴ Warnings: Angst, cheating, underage smoking.

➴ Wordcount: 1.2K

➴ Tagged: @angelaiswriting​ @jj-maybnk​

➴ Author Note: No, I’m not in a Harry Potter phase. I am simply posting unposted fics while I manage to finish new ones. You may call it lazy, I call it genius.

Out of all the times Sirius could’ve chosen to cheat he had to do it first week of school. As if walking in on Sirius and Marlene making out in the Common Room hadn’t been humiliating enough, now she had to put up with the gossip, gazes and laughs for ten months. Fantastic.

She scoffed, drawing a long breath of the cigarette between her lips and breathing out the smoke short after, watching it disappear into the wind and fixing her gaze on the moon. Most of her friends warned her about Sirius Black, but she didn’t listen. She thought his intentions were honest, that he had changed and was worth fighting for; in that moment she realized she had been an idiot, a puppet he had used to have some fun and prove himself irresistible. But that wasn’t the worst part, no. She could get over a heartbreak; most people did through their lifetimes. No, the worst part was that Marlene had been her best friend - hell, she even considered her a sister. Somewhere deep in the back of her mind, she had been expecting Sirius to pull something, hell she even had been surprised it took him so long, but Marlene? 

Was she supposed to expect her best friend to betray her like that, even after been friends for ten years? She didn’t know where she went wrong with them, if she had been so horrible to deserve such pain. But one thing was clear, it hurt like hell.

“Enough,” she said out loud, hoping if she did so she’d follow her advice and let it pass. She couldn’t keep thinking about it. She wouldn’t find an answer because there wasn’t a question. Sirius must had been tired of being in a relationship and Marlene must had been a liar all along but she hadn’t noticed. Letting herself fall back against the grass, she finished her cigarette and killed it, throwing it to the side. She had pitied herself enough, now it was time for people to do it - which, she was sure had begun.

It wasn’t as if those two treacherous bastards had thought about backstabbing her in secret to spare her from the public humiliation. She had been one of the last students to go into the Common Room after classes, she was well aware she hadn’t been the first one to see them.

It would be fine, she told herself. Ten months wasn’t that long of a time and before she knew, it would’ve passed. She’d graduate and she would leave Sirius, Marlene and the pain behind as if it never happened in the first place. Yes, it was going to be hard and she would have to put up with a lot of shit and it was going to come from friends, other students and even some of the professors (she was sure Minerva would give Sirius detention twice as much as a form of revenge for hurting her), but there was nothing she could about it. Even if it was going to be fine in the end - and she knew it would, the path there was going to be painful.

She heard footsteps coming from her side, but she didn’t bother to look up to see who it was. It was stupid, weird even, she knew he didn’t care about her feelings - that much had been proved, but she also knew he would look for her to apologize because he couldn’t fathom the idea of someone thinking he was a horrible person for the wrong reasons.

He sat down next to her, looking forward. He seemed tense, nervous even. She couldn’t bother herself to hide the pleasure his discomfort brought her and allowed a humourless laugh to escape her lips. He sighed next to her, forcing his gaze up to avoid looking at her.

She didn’t know when the tears had started to fall, she just knew she didn’t had the strength to wipe them off her face and so, she let them run hoping that he wouldn’t notice.

“I,” he started but stopped right after, the words getting caught in his throat. She couldn’t look at him even if she wanted. He took a deep breath that came out ragged right after. “I came to apologize, and if I have the chance, to explain what happened.”

“You were gonna shag Marlene when I walked in. That’s what happened,” she explained for him. It came out as harsh as she felt the words and he winced. “You can apologize now.”

Sirius turned around, the moonlight was right behind him and so it was difficult to distinguish his features, but even in that moment, from her position on her back she could see the storm that were his eyes, and the redness around them; as if he had been crying too.

He took a breath before speaking, clearing his throat to get rid of the soreness. “I don’t know how it happened and I didn’t want it to happen. It was a mistake and I am, believe it or not, sorry. Marlene had been flirting with me since school started again and then this morning I was in the Common Room waiting for James and Remus and she started talking about how she loved me first and it wasn’t fair that we weren’t together; next thing I know she’s all over me. I know the damage is done but, that is the truth and you had to know.”

His voice came out ragged, sore. He had wasted his throat out prior the conversation. It was for a moment she doubted, until she heard him sniff; that and how he pursed his lips together told her all she had to know. Indeed, he had been weeping as well. She cried for a lost love, for a friendship that had meant nothing, but what did he wept for? What had he lost?

No, she thought. It couldn’t be, even if the thought made her skin tingle. Sirius Black didn’t, and had never loved her. If he had done so, then he wouldn’t have done her like that.

“Now I know,” she said while nodding, breaking apart from her thoughts. Her own mind driving her insane. Her voice cracked and it made Sirius aware that she was sobbing. He tried to touch her but she stopped him, slapping his hand away. “Just leave.”

It was a simple request. Leave. He had broken her, it was painful enough to know she had to see him in the halls, in class, in the Common Room, the last thing she needed was for him to pester her until she forgave him. She couldn’t, not in that moment. The wound was fresh, her heart was ripping apart and she had trouble breathing.

She wanted him to leave, but he didn’t. She sobbed out loud, shaking. It was in that moment she knew, she had reached bottom. It was one thing he knew about her sadness, another to show him how her hopes and dreams for them had died.

Sirius wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, kissing the exposed skin.

He wasn’t leaving anytime soon.

[honeybomb4thebear]

“Hometown Visit”

Setting: Non-Despair AU, winter break of their 3rd year.

Teruteru and Y/N have been dating for a while now and realizing how sweet, understanding and adorable Y/N is, Teruteru can’t help but think of her as his future wife.

Then he remembers his promise which he made to his dear mother: “I’ll bring my future wife, too!”

Teruteru Hanamura x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Happy late birthday, Teruteru! I love you :) <3

"Y/N." "Yes, pumpkin?" "You... Really believe that I'm not from Aoyama, right?" "I always knew that you weren't, sweetie. You shouldn't worry too much about it. C'mon, we're almost there." Teruteru seemed a lot more nervous than usual. Which wasn't saying a lot, since you got to see him like this quite a bit, but this was still different when he messed up making a dish (which was caused by Hiyoko's mischiefs) or someone had a false guess about his ingredients. You and Teruteru were on your way to visit his mother, since he thought that it was finally time for his mom to meet his "future wife". He sure was happy as hell, and kind of smug, even. But you understood how much it meant for this little guy. So you held his hand tightly, giving him a reassuring smile, even though you too were nervous about meeting your future mother-in-law. Soon enough, the train has stopped and you two got off of it. You couldn't help but give occasional glances to your boyfriend, who seemed geniuenly happy yet really, really nervous. You remember him mentioning something about how "the next time he visited his mother he would bring his future wife too", and it made your heart melt. You couldn't help smiling, you knew he considered you as his future spouse but it still made you happy whenever you remembered his words. It was winter, so the cold air was refreshing to you. It made you think of beginnings, with the freshly fallen snow crunching under your feet, the cold air keeping you fully awake and of course, with your relationship which will get even more serious once you see your boyfriend's mother who is clearly very dear to him. "Are you cold, Teru? Did you make sure to cover your face properly?" you said, right before fixing his scarf to protect his button-like red nose from cold. "I-I'll be alright, didn't I told ya!" he said, stepping back instictively. You were shocked, as you expected a lewd comeback from him, as usual. But well, considering the situation you were in it was only natural if Teruteru wasn't acting as how he was usually. "...I-I'm sorry, darling," he said, fiddling with his fingers, "it's just... I'm... Nervous, you see?" You smiled understandingly, "I know. And I don't mind that, you see? But do calm down a bit, I'm sure I will get along with your mother just fine, since I'm sure she is as sweet as her son is." Teruteru's eyes sparkled in admiration. Soon, the sparkles changed into more smug ones. Even though you couldn't see it through his scarf, you knew too well that he was smiling. "It is indeed true that I'm sweet. I'm sweetly... Sexy." You laughed and messed with his hair through his beanie, "that's my boy. Yes, you are my sweetly sexy boy, but you are unbelievably sweet as well." "..." After riding a taxi there, you finally arrived to his house. It was a small yet cozy-looking diner even from outside, something exactly you would call... Home. You two stepped inside. Soon, Teruteru took off his beanie and scarf, and his flustered (yet undeniably adorable) expression was revealed. "Where is she?" you asked. "Must be resting," he sounded rather serious; so after taking off your scarf and beanie (and stuffing them inside your bag), you followed after him. "Mama?" "Oh? Oh! Teruteru! You're finally here!" A cheery voice has filled the room, and soon enough you saw a plump woman with a modest smile that reminded you of your boyfriend. And before realizing it, you smiled as well. It was such a heartwarming reunion, with Teruteru hugging his mother and his mother caressing his hair lovingly. You rarely saw him as peaceful as this, and you could understand why since you could almost feel how much they missed each other. It must have been relieving for your boyfriend to finally reunion with his mother whom he got worried about and cherished a lot. "I'm finally home." "Welcome back, Teru." Then he stepped back, looking directly at her with a cheery smile. "I kept my promise," he said, stepping back so that she could see you. "I brought my future 'wife' to you." When her gaze landed on you, you couldn't help blushing because- well, you were meeting your boyfriend's mother for the first time! And then you wondered to yourself, was it okay to call him your fiancee since you two will end up getting married?.. Probably? "Ah," she said, to your surprise actually excited, "there you are! Nice to meet you, have you been taking good care of my son? Did he cause you any trouble?" She was shaking your hands with both of her fragile hands, her touch gentle and almost fleeting. You smiled at her while Teru protested, saying something along the lines of "I wouldn't do anything to upset my pumpkin!" or whatever, you were too relieved to listen. She was actually nice and welcoming! You really had nothing to worry about. Sure, she did make sure that you two were getting along just fine, but other than that she was super warm to you. After Teruteru questioned her health, making sure that she was as comfortable and as energetic as she could be, you three sat down and started to chit chat a bit. Things were going all smooth, until... "So when are you two getting married?" The unexpected question- but well, was it really unexpected when he literally introduced you as his future spouse? "O-oh... I think we would like to... Graduate first," you said, a bit flustered. "...Yes, and I need to save the diner," Teruteru said with a determined tone in his voice, to which his mother laughed. "Oh, my sweet Teru! You don't have to worry about diner, it'll be fine, just fine!" "There is no way I can not worry..." he averted his eyes, and for a short while you noticed him looking at you. "I want to support him," you said, wanting to let him know that you are here, with him, "so marriage can wait, I want to see him achieve his dreams first. And what good of a fiancee I am if I don't respect his dreams?" "Y/N..." you gave a reassuring smile to your boyfriend who seemed geniuenly touched. "I see," your mother-in-law said, "knew it. My sweet Teru did find a really good one after all. I knew he would," she smiled. "I-it's... Not a big deal," you murmured. Teruteru was quiet, yet he was smiling warmly. You smiled at him as well, enjoying the situation you were in. "Now, now, aren't you cute?" his mother barged in, "you must be tired now. Why dontcha change into comfy clothes and eat the snacks I prepared for you?" "I missed your cooking, momma!" it was always nice to see your boyfriend all excited, and it was especially adorable in this situation. "I'm glad to hear that," she said. "Now, go. You can sleep after eating." ---- "Simple is the best after all..." You smiled at your boyfriend who was clearly enjoying himself while eating the snacks his mother had prepared for you. He seemed peaceful and yet somehow enlightened. Sure, his mother's cooking wasn't as good as his own, but still; it was delicious and as cliche as it sounded- made with love. "Sometimes I forget it, y'know," he said, "I sometimes forget the reason why I am cooking... I get too blinded by my desire of fame and fortune... But, thanks to you and my mother, I remember it soon enough." You held his hand. "To make the person you love happy, right?" "Right," his grip tightened, "you always make sure to make me remember it, and... I ain't sure if ya do it on purpose or nah, 'cuz it all feels... Natural." "Because it is natural," you said, now caressing his hand with your thumb, "I love you, so it's only natural that I want the best for you and I work hard for your sake. I am going to marry you, remember?" "...Thank you." "No need to thank me." "But," was he crying? "Except there is!" He WAS crying! "I be always sayin' unimportant stuff, makin' others pissed, and be a pervy bastard, but are ya tellin' me that... Ya dun' mind? How!? How're ya that kind!?" "I am not kind..." You said, while wiping his tears. "I just can see through you. You do act like a 'pervy bastard' but I know that you aren't one. Sure, you ARE a pervert-" "Y/N this isn't helping." "...But, I know that you just want to joke around. You don't actually want to hurt anyone, or make them uncomfortable for the matter of the fact, you are just trying to be kind and make others laugh," you kissed his forehead. "Although you do a terrible job." "I'll try harder..." he muttered. "I know. And I also know that you are far more thoughtful than you used to be, and that makes me really happy," you caressed his cheek as he leaned into your touch. "So... I'm glad, Teruteru. And I want to support you even more than I am doing right now." "I dun' reckon that's possible..." he noticed his dialect and cleared his throat (which made you giggle a bit), "but still, you can try, my love. Because I know I will. I will support you too." He planted a long kiss on your hand, which made you blush. Seeing your flushed face, he got all smug again and kissed you on the lips. It may have lead to something more, but you heard your future mother-in-law clear her throat. "If ya feel tired, ya can go to bed, yanno? Just make sure that ya don't break the bed!" Well shit.

It was kinda rushed, sorry! I hope you liked it, though. Stan the chef boi

[reddrobins]

times like these ♡

dick grayson x reader

summary: you get kidnapped by deathstroke and then realize why dick would’ve ever taught you self defense... its times like these you wish you would've payed attention.

warnings: anGST, like a shitton of angst. please have tissues.

you struggled against your bonds in distress and frankly annoyance. 

god, how long had you been down here? Was down here really... down? 

you honestly had no clue. all you did know was that you were not at home, laying in bed snuggled with your boyfriend, and that was beginning to get on your nerves.

i mean sure, you should be scared, this is technically a kid-napping, but hey - it's gotham, you knew it would happen eventually. you just wished that you got a little bit of a heads up before it happened.

"hello?" you yelled, or well, at least tried to - your throat was quite sore. 

you grumbled to yourself in frustration. first a sore throat for reasons you couldn't fathom and second no response to your cry of distress.

what would dick do? you bit your lip, trying to think back to the hours and hours of self defense training the man had taught you.  god, why hadn't you listened?

you tried to wiggle around in what you presumed was a chair. there was rope around your arms, you knew that. and the more you thrashed about, you took note that there were bonds around your ankles as well.

great. obviously whoever captured me just had to be intelligent. you thought.

you then tried to take note of your surroundings, picking out any small detail that would give you a hint to where ever the fuck you were. 

you made silent notes on what you could see. metal poles, a tray of glittering objects, a small light bulb in the far left corner of the room and -

you gasped. 

you would know that helmet from anywhere. though it was dark, you could clearly point out the half orange shell. your mind instantly went into a frenzy. 

even though you had woken up calm and collected, like dick taught you to, now knowing who you were dealing with shook you to your core.

if there was anything you had remembered from dicks intense defense lessons, it was that deathstroke was not one to be messed with. not ever.

you leaned your head back, trying to calm yourself.

okay, you said to yourself okay, if his helmet is here then maybe he's elsewhere and i have time... i can do this. you really tried to think back to what you had learned, silently cursing yourself for not taking dicks lessons seriously.

first, you tried to, once again, wiggle your wrists out of their entrapment, only to end up with killer burns from the rope.

you hissed, and decided you needed a different approach. 

what if, you thought, what if i just jumped with the chair towards an exit?

though dick may have advised against this route and suggested a much better thought out plan, you weren't a vigilante and this seemed to be your most sane and well thought out approach.

screeech!

the metal chair sounded as you took your first hop. you stopped in panic, what if slade was here? what if this was all a set up?

you shook your head, no. c'mon, you have to stay calm... think like dick, what would he do?

well, he would probably fip out of the chair or break the binds or -  you sarcastically rambled to yourself.

so, with nothing else to help you out in this dire situation, you jumped again and again and again, until your knees hit what seemed to be a wall. or wait - was this a door? 

your eyes lit up as you felt the latch with your knee, now fully knowing that this was in fact a way to freedom, a way back to your loving boyfriend.

you took a deep breath and jumped once again, slamming your side into the door in hopes of breaking the lock. 

and of course, to your distress, it didn't even budge.

of course it didn't, you thought, i’m not strong, i’m not some super, why did i even think this would work?

you cried out in frustration and simply gave up.

you sat there with your head down, thinking about the worst.

you were going to die. 

you were going to die and you didn't even know how you got here, how slade found you, if you even said goodbye to dick. so many questions were left unanswered that at this point, you didn’t have any energy to care about.

that was until you heard footsteps on the other side of the wall.

optimistically, your eyes brightened and you picked your head up, its dick! he's come to save me, i knew it. i just knew he was com-

your chipper thoughts were cut short as the door opened, sliding your tied up figure and the chair with it.

it was, in fact - not dick.

no, it was much worse.

"ah, i see you've tried to escape?"

you shut your eyes and gulped, of course, of-fucking-course it was deathstroke. you were stupid for thinking otherwise.

you felt pressure on the back of the chair and slowly you were tilted up and dragged back to where you woke up.

you kept your head down as deathstroke circled you, like a cat closing in on a mouse.

"I said, i see you've tried to escape... is that true?"

a tear slid from your eye as fear got the best of you, "yes" you responded meekly to the mercenary.

he let out a simple “hmm” at your answer and stopped his pacing, standing in front of you.

you didn’t dare look him in the eye, you knew better not to.

as you sat in front of the beast you hoped and prayed to whatever god was out there that dick was on his way, that he was someone leaping from building to building to bring you home.

“i’m really sorry about this my dear, i didn’t want to bring you into this but your nightwing has something of mine. so it is only fair that i took something of his, yes?”

at this point you couldn’t stop the flow of tears. all you wanted was to leave, just to be held by dick once more. whether it be at the manor or at his apartment, you just wanted to be with him, anywhere but here.

you felt a hand on top of your head, soothing you as you shook, crying. 

“shh, please, you do understand just why i had to do this. i’m not one to kidnap civilians unprovoked. if you are to be mad at anyone, my dear, be livid with your boyfriend.”

another wrack of sobs laced through your body, though this time not out of fear but out of anger.

how dare he blame dick for this?

“you’re wrong.” you muttered.

slade bent down tugging on your hair instead of his continuous petting, “what was that?”

“i said,” you raised your voice slightly, “you’re wrong. this isn't anyone's fault but your own, slade.”

as soon as the words left your mouth, you instantly regretted it. It was times like these you wish you had followed what dick told you to do in the event of a kidnapping.

slade growled in response, letting go of you, he walked away - leaving your peripheral vision.

this, if anything, scared you even more.

“i’m normally not fond of my hostages speaking out, especially when the price is this high.”

you squeezed your eyes shut, breathing rapidly, and tried to calm yourself down. dick will be here soon. dick will be here soon. you kept repeating to yourself.

“i’m sure you understand now that i do have to punish you for that snide remark, it's only fair.”

your breath caught in your throat at the threat. you weren't ready to die, hell you had just graduated college and had an upcoming internship at wayne enterprises - thanks to dick of course.

you had heard it before you felt it.

a loud squelching noise sounded in the air, close to your right ear.

you choked on your saliva when you realized where this noise had come from.

somewhere off in the distance, slade had thrown a knife at you, embedding itself perfectly into your right shoulder.

“fuck!”,you let out a strained groan at the pain. blood and gore was never your thing, however you couldn't not pass out now. no, you had to stay awake for dick.

“i hope you know that was just a warning, next time i won't be as forgiving.” deathstroke walked back over to your chair and tapped on the dagger's handle, driving it more into your bruised shoulder.

“please” you whimpered, “please, i’ll do anything, i’ll give you money, whatever you need. just please let me go.” though on the outside you frantically pleaded with the man, on the inside you were yelling at yourself, “don't show the enemy your weakness!” dicks voice sounded in your head.

“i told you, what i want is nightwing. you, are the only thing that can bring him to me.” he then pulled the blade free from your shoulder, ripping a pained scream from your lips.

“you’re sick. if you think d- nightwing is going to fall for this stupid kidnap stunt, then you’re dumber than you look.” you had no idea where this burst of confidence came from, most likely slades lack of faith in dick set you off.

“you can say his name-” slade started, boredly twirling the bloody dagger between his fingers, “i already know everything there is to know about your pretty dick grayson. i’m sure not as much as you do though, is that right (y/n)?”

you don't know why you were so shocked he knew your name, but nonetheless - it surprised you. apparently the surprise was visible.

“i keep tabs, you know? I knew about you the minute you and grayson met at the library on 3rd street in downtown gotham.”

you swallowed, he’s really had tabs on me for that long? you thought.

it’d been 3 years since that fateful meeting, 3 years slade had known all about.

“what are you even after? Why track me for that long?” you looked at the mercenary incredulously - 3 years of stalking seemed like overkill, especially since you were just a mere citizen.

“grayson and i have a long past, years and years of small fights, big fights” he waved his hand dismissively, “but never- in all of my years, have i seen that boy so devoted to someone, i knew from the start you were crucial to his well being.” slade pocketed the blade then walked towards his helmet and picked it up, putting the item on.

“that being said, there's a bounty on your heros head, and i am going to claim it.”

you furrowed your brows in confusion, “you said he took something from you?”

slade sauntered back toward you, going behind you, “he did. he took from me the one thing i had in this city, my reputation.” he began to untie your hands, to your confusion.

“your little pretty boy had made quick work of dismissing me to the world as nothing more than a mere mercenary.” deathstroke then moved to your ankles, loosening the roped on them as well.

now, you were confused for a multitude of reasons. why (a) was slade untying you and why (b) would dick ridicule deathstroke when he warned you about how dangerous he truly was?

slade now stood in front of you and held out a hand, “we have to go. get up.”

you reluctantly grabbed his hand and stood up, hissing in pain at the movement on your shoulder wound.

you reached up with your left hand and gripped onto your bloody shoulder, trying to stop it from leaking so profusely. “where are we going?”

the older man turned to you, gun in hand, “your boyfriend is almost here, i need time to move you.”

at his words your heart soard, dick! was! coming! to! save! you!, your mind screamed.

deathstroke apparently saw the glee in your eyes and jabbed the loaded gun at you, “that doesn’t mean to get any ideas. this isn’t over until i say it's over.”

“oracle, give me the coordinates again.” dick was racing, leaping from building to building faster than he ever had in his whole crime fighting life.

“40.7829° N, 73.9654° W. you’re two building away from her current location” she relayed. “nightwing, please, be rational about this. i know deathstroke has (y/n) but you need a well thought out plan.”

dick grumbled at barbara's words, how could she reprimand him during a time like this?

“barbara, really not the time right now.” he grit out, anger and desperation radiating off him as he closed in on your location. 

“nightwing! we’re on the coms, its oracle.”

the raven haired man rolled his eyes, but understood barbara was right, “god, you’re right, i’m sorry.” he ran a hand down his face as he stood on the edge of a skyscraper.

“it’s fine, just please try to be safe at least… if not for yourself, then for (y/n)?”

just at your name his heart ached, god he hoped you were safe, what he wouldn’t do to just hold you in his arms right now. “i’m going off coms, i’ll rejoin when (y/n)’s safe. stay close.” 

before babs could get a word in about how unintelligent that was right now dick clicked his earpiece off. 

“just hold on for me (y/n).” he pleaded as he grappled to the next building. the building where you were currently captured.

yet again, deathstroke had tied you down - without any care for your hurt shoulder - but this time stayed close by instead of leaving you.

“he’s going to kick your ass.” you suddenly blurted out. god why won’t you shut up? you scolded yourself internally.

slade actually chuckled at that, not before coming up behind you and digging his hand into your wound.

you screamed, the pain almost unbearable. 

“oh, i’m sure he may. however, this time i have the upper hand.” he stated cryptically. 

you tried to crane your neck to see him, “what do you mean?”

“i mean you.” slade stated dumbly, almost as if talking to a child, “you’re leverage. if sweet nightwing tries anything, i’ll kill you.”

your world immediately froze. you knew it. you knew you were going to die.

though you had anticipated it from the start, hearing it confirmed did not make you feel any less frightened. 

you were about to open your mouth, to plead, to cry, whatever it was you could do, when a window smashed.

in came your knight in shining spandex, escrima sticks ready to wail on whoever dared to touch you.

dick caught sight of your form and his eyes softened, there you were, bloody and bruised and tied to a chair - not a way he liked to picture you on a friday night.

“(y/n)” he stated softly. you gave him a pained smiled, “dickie, i knew you'd come.”

the two of you stared at each other lovingly for a while until a cough ruined the moment.

“as cute as this reunion is, we don't have all night. now, nightwing, i’m willing to make a trade.”

the man in question glared at deathstroke, anger and fury in his glimmering blue eyes. “what’re you offering, slade?” he grit out.

“I propose a life for a life.” your eyes widened in panic at his words, you searched for dicks face, him dawning a solemn gaze at the floor.

“no. you’re insane. that’s not going to hap-” you started

“okay.” dick interrupted.

you choked, “okay? dick- you can't possibly be serious,” you pulled at your restraints, “dick don't do this.”

ignoring your pleas, dick placed down his weapons and kneeled to the floor, hands behind his head. “do whatever you want, just don't touch her. please.” he said quietly.

deathstroke laughed, he actually laughed. “pathetic. how weak big nightwing can be in one little exchange. it's disgusting.” he sneered.

“dick, dickie don't do this, please, i’ll be strong for us, you can’t do this to us.”

dick let out a spiteful laugh, “and what, you think it’s better if you die? not happening. slade, i’m all yours, just let (y/n) go.”

deathstroke hummed in amusement at the situation at hand, it was just too easy. “i’ll let her go on my terms. forgive me if i’m not trusting of you vigilante types.”

nightwing looked up at slade and all but growled, “that’s not the deal you set out. let. (y/n). go.”

“or, what if i just kill both of you” slade dealt, “what if i save the lovers heart ache and ended you both right now.”

you let out a strangled sob and caught dicks eyes, the later starting to tear up as well. “you wouldn’t” he said, “that’s not your m.o. slade, you don't kill innocents.”

“I don't now, hmm?” he tested the waters, placing the gun to your back.

you whimpered in response to the cold barrel, crying out dicks name.

“you wouldn’t” dick seethed.

deathstroke clicked the bullet into place, the sound echoing throughout the room.

dick bit his bottom lip, “please, slade, please…” he begged.

your body shook as you cried, not being able to express the fear you truly felt. 

“dick, its okay…” you managed to squeak out as you felt the chamber push harder into your back. you knew this time slade meant business.

the vibration of the shot rang about the room.

“no!” the raven haired man screamed out as you slumped forward, blood seeping through the front of your shirt “no.” he said, quietly this time.

“i told you grayson, eventually your sins would catch up to you, and alas - tonight they have.”

the last thing you heard was the clatter of weapons and a battle cry before you passed out.

[damnzawa]

A THOUSAND MILES — TOSHINORI YAGI

Whoop whoop, Dad Might in the house! Also this is my first request so I hope I didn't disappoint lmao. Requested by @velkhanaisbae !!

Warning(s): Angst(?), Plus Ultra Fluff i think, also no romance in this, just family love

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6:50 pm.

He was late.

You sighed as you stared at your watch, waiting for someone you've been wanting to see ever since you've landed in Japan. He promised he'd be there, he even promised he wouldn't be late, but you knew better. You knew, he couldn't even keep his promises to you for even one second but what could you do? You knew his job was far more important than you. You knew, so all you had to do was understand.

Missed your birthday? Understandable, it was just you being one year closer to death anyways. No biggie.

Missed your graduation? It's ok, he saved tons of lives during that time. The graduation ceremony was boring anyway.

Missed the entirety of your whole life? Well, that was something you couldn't live with.

And that is why, you moved to Japan. You hoped that moving to Japan will hopefully erase some of the distance between you and your father. You hoped that moving to Japan will help you learn about each other and bond, you know? Like what fathers and their child typically do. You even hoped he'd come to the surfing spot you've been wanting to go to for ages.

Sighing once again, you hoped he felt the same way.

"Y/n!" A voice called out to you. Quickly recognizing the voice you've been waiting to hear, you turned your head towards the direction where it came from.

And lo and behold, you finally saw the face of your dad.

The (former) number one hero of Japan, and the symbol of peace; Toshinori Yagi, known by everyone as All Might. The fearless hero, the hero everyone-well not everyone-aspired to be.

Smiling, you quickly dragged your luggage as you spotted him in the crowd. He looked thinner than he used to be and that worried you a lot. Was he not taking care of himself? Does he not eat regularly? Oh gosh, you're definitely taking care of him, no doubt. Even if he doesn't want you to.

"Dad!" You exclaimed, tackling him into a hug out of excitement. He stumbled for a bit before quickly regaining his balance and hugging you back. His warmth was very inviting, his hug was as warm as home. In conclusion, the best hug you've gotten. The hug you've been wanting in your whole life.

"I'm sorry I was late, kiddo. Had to take care of some things at U.A." Oh right, he was a teacher now too.

"Don't worry Dad. I don't mind." You flashed him a smile. "So, a teacher huh? You might need a 'Teaching for Dummies 101' book or something. Knowing you Dad, you suck at teaching." You teased him making him scratch the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Wait, don't tell me-"

"I actually got one." He confessed making you burst out laughing. He seriously got one? If that ain't cute, you don't know what is.

"It's ok, dad." You were about to say something when your stomach grumbled making you blush in embarassment.

Now it was your father's turn to chuckle. "Alright kiddo. I know a diner not far away from here." Nodding your head, you let your father drag away your luggage as you two talked throughout the entire way.

—

A few days passed since you landed in Japan, you've been living in your Dad's apartment and let's just say it isn't what you expected.

What you expected was he actually lived in the apartment, but no, apparently kids at U.A. got attacked a lot of times teachers — and students — need to live in dorms for protection and security. You ended up being alone for 5 days.

Thankfully though, weekend is here! Which means, your dad was going home.

Gosh, you've been wanting to take him to the surfing spot for days, and now you finally have the chance!

You packed up everything you guys needed, and a picnic too. You made all the food he said he loved and a few of his favorite desserts too. You hoped he'll like what you planned for the two of you. You also hoped that he'll enjoy and relax for once.

You texted him, asking what time he will come back home as you patiently waited for him. Deciding to watch some silly show to pass the time.

By the time you reached the 3rd episode, you realized that it was nearing noon now and you've completely forgotten about the day you planned with your dad. Immediately grabbing your phone, you smiled when you noticed your dad replied. But the smile quickly faded when you saw his message.

From: Dad Might

To: Y/n

I'm afraid I won't come home today, Kiddo. I'm busy training Young Midoriya this weekend. I hope you'll do fine by yourself! I love you.

You understood, you really do. Hearing how that boy — his successor — broke a lot of bones just by inheriting your Dad's quirk was scary. You didn't even know bones were supposed to repeatedly break like that.

But... deep inside you heart broke.

Deep inside you envied Midoriya and his breaking bome curse. You envied the students at U.A. for having to see your Dad 24/7.

Deep inside, you knew you just had to understand.

Guess, you just had to go there by yourself.

From: Y/n

To: Dad Might

It's ok, Dad! Kick butt out today! Well, preferably not Midoriya's. Love you too.

—

The surfing spot was amazing. The waves were perfect, as well as it's temperature. The place was not crowded too! Just the way you like it. The only problem was... the corals and rocks you seemingly just scrape into everytime which causes a lot of cuts — hopefully not all of them are deep — and bruises. You try your best to keep them from your Dad, not wanting to worry him but with all the bandages, you knew it was hard to keep this a secret.

Little did you know, your father was much more observant than you know. Of course he was. He's a fucking pro-hero. Well retired. But still, he's a hero.

It almost killed him seeing you come home with numerous bandages on different parts of your body. At first, he brushed it off as you being clumsy because he distinctly remember you were such a klutz when you were young. But when the bandages grew in number, he knew something was wrong.

Millions of bad thoughts filled his mind quickly, who has the audacity to do that to his child? To his loved one?

"Y/n, are you ok?" Your father asked while you were preparing dinner. You turned to him, confused as to why he was asking that.

"I'm a-ok, Dad." You sent him a comforting smile before returning your attention to making dinner. "What made you ask?"

"The bandages." Your father simply said, making you freeze. Damn, you knew he would know sooner than later. "Why didn't you tell me, kiddo?"

"I-It's not a big deal, to be honest Dad." You faced him as you replied and you can clearly see the worry in his eyes. "Really. You don't have to worry about me, Dad. I'm an adult now."

"I have to worry about you. You're my kid." He sighed. "Who is it? Who did this to you?"

Wait, what?

Did your Dad think you were being abused?

"No! Dad! It's not like that, I promise!" You replied, waving your arms making an X with them.

"No, Y/n. You can trust me. Who is it?"

"Dad! I promise, it's not like that! I..." You took a deep breath. "I have been going to this surfing spot not far from here every weekend and it's perfect! The only problem is uh... I get cut on corals and rocks and whatnot everytime I surf. It's just me being clumsy, I guess?" You explained then placed your hand on top of his in a comforting manner. "Really, Dad. That's all there is. I'm not being hurt by someone. Plus, if they do, I can protect myself and I guess I have an awesome Dad that can kick their butts too."

"Still, why didn't you tell me Kiddo? I could've help bandaging those or went with you."

"I... you were just so busy all the time I couldn't find the chance to ask you and..." Oh gosh, you could feel the waterworks coming. "...and you just look tired all the time and I don't wanna burden you. Plus, I feel... I feel... like there's a distance between us. I don't know if it's because we've been apart for so long or we just don't click or I don't know but I just feel like you're a thousand miles away from me and I hate that." You started to ugly cry now making your father stand up from his seat and stand infront of you.

"I just... it's just me being silly, I guess. Don't mind me, Dad." You tried to laugh it off and wipe the tears on your face. But everytime you do, new set of tears just cascade down, sobs coming out of your mouth.

"No, no. Kiddo. It's not you being silly... it's me being a bad dad." Your eyes widened at his response but before you could even protest he started talking again. "I never knew you felt those things. I never asked and I never even tried to. I've been a bad dad to you so far. I chose my work over my family and I've been absent in your life. You're not a burden, you never were. You're the greatest thing that ever happened to me and i'm grateful the heavens gave something like you to me. Even though I'm not around often, nor say it often, I love you, Kiddo. Don't you ever forget that." This just made you cry even more. You hugged him tight, never wanting to let go as you realized the distance was erased now. He was no longer a thousand miles away from you, no, he no longer was. Instead, he was standing next to you with that big smile of his.

"I am here, Kiddo. I am here now."

You guys stayed like that for a while, only breaking apart when you realized you both burned your dinner.

"Wanna order pizza instead?"

"You know me so well, Dad."

—

"I can see why you like it here, it's so peaceful and beautiful." Your dad commented as you both reached your destination.

"It is." You replied, making him smile. "Now let's go Dad! Let's hit the waves!" You quickly got your board and ran towards the water making your father chuckle.

"Don't worry, Kiddo. I'm right here beside you."

Oh boy, let's just say your Dad earned more cuts and bruises than you. Who knew someone as mighty as him suck at surfing?

[linphd]

katsuki x villain!reader | you belong with me

katsuki bakugou x reader

female reader

U.A students are targeted by the League of Villains, once again, else there is a familiar new member with them.

warning : mention of death, kinda angsty

the lyrics are from you belong with me by taylor swift but here listen to the punk goes pop cover

And I know your favorite songs.

And you tell me about your dreams.

Izuku was the only one who knew about this, only because he had gone to the same middle school as them. Katsuki and (Y/N) used to date. Well, they would surely still be dating if (Y/N) hadn’t run away. They had started to date during their 3rd year of middle school, and the girl had also planned to go to U.A, she wanted to be a hero. The boy couldn’t even tell how she was able to make Katsuki soft for her.

He was actually very happy that she was going to U.A with him, but it was until her dream got crushed. Her parents got killed by villains. Because some heroes were too late to save them. They didn’t do anything for her. They just saved whoever was still alive and put the villains to jail, but they didn’t look for her nor help her. They didn’t try to know if the dead couple had a family. ‘’Those were shitty heroes ! If it was All Might, he would’ve done anything he could-‘’ Katsuki would try to tell her. But she wasn’t listening. She seemed like she wasn’t able to. Her jovial attitude was gone.

‘’You could stay at my place, my mom really likes you.’’ The blonde would continue. But she couldn’t stay at the Bakugou household forever. For days, he tried to talk to her, text her, go to her house since she wasn’t going to school anymore. But she only sent him a single text : ‘I’ll go somewhere else. I’m sorry but don’t follow me cause you’ll get in trouble.’ Izuku had received a shorter text, as they were still friends. Indeed, despite dating the blonde, (Y/N) was actually friendly towards the boy.

I think I know where you belong.

I think I know it’s with me.

Katsuki was mad, no- enraged. Izuku knew it was only to hide his sadness and desperation. He even knew that once the blonde got closer to All Might, he confessed about his girlfriend being gone suddenly, without anyone looking for her but him. The number one hero had promised him he was going to do anything to find her. But it seemed like she had disappeared. And even if now the blonde was at U.A and his girlfriend had disappeared some months before graduating middle school, he was still thinking about her. All the time. He knew she would love his hero costume.

But actually, (Y/N) wasn’t that far. After finding some villain associations here and there -since the villains seemed actually more caring than the heroes- she found the League of Villains. She actually saw that Katsuki had been missing on the news, and as a villain, she had some contacts and relations. But when she finally found the League, the blonde had already been rescued. ‘’Did he fight you well ?’’ She asked Toga, who was now her best friend. ‘’Yes ! He avoided all of our attacks !’’ She said, (Y/N) nodding and smiling at the thought.

However, she was going to finally see him again, after so many months. She hoped he didn’t have a new girlfriend. He was hers, after all. She had maybe run away and become a bit crazy in the process, but she never stated that she wanted to break up with him. Even if some villains gave her some boosting drugs to make her quirk evolve and train her as she was still young, she still was sane enough to know that Katsuki was obviously meant to be with her. She was the one who knew everything about him, who was making him open up.

Can't you see that I'm the one,

who understands you.

(Y/N) had seen him again, actually. He just didn’t know. So many times, she checked his house, waiting outside, only to see the light of his room on -until he moved to a dorm. Indeed, she knew he was at U.A now, so how couldn’t he notice her stalking ? But it wasn’t a problem anymore ; she was going to see him again in person now, with him knowing ! She was so excited.

The League of Villains was attacking U.A, once again targeting the 1A students. They had been training in a forest this time -as if they could hide from them. And it was the perfect moment to strike again. The girl was still hiding in the forest, somewhere, waiting only for her boyfriend to show up. He had his hero costume on -weirdly, weren’t they training only ? And how handsome he looked !

He was with a bunch of his classmates when she attacked one of them. He recognized that quirk. Izuku did too. ‘’Hi, Kacchan.’’ She almost whispered, her voice creeping out the students. The said boy jumped at the voice, his eyes widening when he saw her. ‘’(Y/N) ?! (Y/N), you’re ba-‘’ he cut himself off. She was wearing a shitty version of the hero costume she had designed, surely because since she hadn’t made it to U.A, she couldn’t ask for professionals to design it and had to do it herself with anything she could find. And the look in her eyes had changed. Her smile was creepy. Her voice was creepy. Everything about her felt creepy to Katsuki.

Standing by and waiting at your back door.

All this time, how could you not know ?

Baby you belong with me.

Still, she was so beautiful. She had dyed her hair a different color, and Katsuki could tell she had become a bit older, despite only it being a few months. ‘’Where did you go ?!’’ He shouted, furrowing his eyebrows -maybe it was that blonde villain that had taken his former girlfriend’s appearance. ‘’I don’t know, I just stayed here and there. But then I knew the League of Villains caught you, so I joined them. You escaped, so I’m taking you back.’’ She said, walking towards him.

‘’Be careful ! She just attacked Kaminari !’’ Izuku shouted, making the girl arch an eyebrow. ‘’Deku-‘’ (Y/N) sang. ‘’You’re not included in the conversation.’’ she continued, her tone changing drastically. She turned her head towards the blonde once again, and smiled. ‘’Your hero costume is so cool ! You’re intimidating -like you wished, right ?’’ She asked, but it only made Katsuki gulp, his palms emitting tiny explosions at his panic.

Of course he was panicking. She was obviously a villain and there was something wrong about her. He had to attack her, but how could he attack his missing girlfriend ? Her quirk started to show up as Sero tried to make a move towards her. She sent him away quickly, making him yelp in pain. The blonde got even more panicked now. ‘’You’re stronger.’’ He muttered. ‘’Of course I am !’’ She replied, giggling. ‘’The villains did a lot of things to me so I could get stronger... but now I can protect myself when the heroes don’t help me ! Aren’t you proud, Suki ?’’ He gulped, not replying anything.

Have you ever thought just maybe,

you belong with me ?

‘’What do you want ?!’’ He finally shouted, holding his hand in front of him so he could attack her if needed -she was very close now. But she stopped when he asked, giving him a genuine smile. ‘’I want to take you home with me.’’ She said. He frowned. ‘’I won’t be a villain, (Y/N) ! You don’t have to be one neither !’’ He said. ‘’Come with us, (Y/N) ! Our teachers will help you to get healthy and safe !’’ Izuku shouted, wanting to help Katsuki by catching the girl’s attention. She became mad at this point. ‘’This... isn’t... about... YOU !’’ She yelled, using her quirk and giving the boy the same treatment she had given Kaminari and Sero.

Katsuki started to attack her, though, despite her being as fast as him, maybe even faster now. He had a plan ; kidnap her and get her safe and sane again. She mostly avoided him, not wanting to attack him. However, as he exploded whatever she wa sudoku to attack him -that was a part of her quirk- she lost it and attacked back. However, she smirked, finally having someone who she could struggle to fight with. ‘’You’re so strong ! You’re so strong, Suki !’’ She was very proud of him.

The ‘Kacchan’ was already something very intimate -and irritating when it was Izuku- to say, but the ‘Suki’ was too much. And once again, the blonde preferred to get enraged instead of showing his sadness. ‘’You won’t follow me, right ?’’ He asked, before throwing an attack the girl easily dodged. ‘’Not if it’s to talk to heroes.’’ She replied, throwing an attack back, with him only using explosions to counter-attack.

Oh why can’t you see,

you belong with me ?

Seeing how powerful the fight was, the students decided to get deeper into the forest, but still close enough to see Katsuki if he needed help. But Izuku told the boys their story, and they had decided they couldn’t step into their fight. After getting hurt enough to actually bleed, (Y/N) got angry. ‘’Can’t you see that I’m doing all of this so we can be together ?!’’ Katsuki frowned, once again. ‘’I do that too ! But you’re too stubborn to come with me !’’ He replied, still fighting. ‘’You’re too stubborn to come with me !’’ This time, she threw him in the air. Bad idea. Katsuki had developed a special attack throughout time ; the Howitzer Impact.

Once she saw she couldn’t avoid it, (Y/N) smiled, almost tearing up. ‘’You’ve gotten so strong, Suki ! I’m so proud of you !’’ She said, before being crushed by the impact. He surely didn’t hear her, though. Katsuki landed a few meters away, breathing heavily with his mask torn in half, looking at her -he still wanted her to be okay enough to follow him.

She was laying, but she turned her head towards him and smiled when she saw him. ‘’Why do you do all of this, (Y/N) ?! Why can’t you just... come back ?’’ However, the said girl didn’t really reply to his question. Still, it seemed that to her, she did. ‘’Cause you’re the only thing from my previous life that I still love.’’ He gulped, his eyes widening. She seemed so sad !

You belong with me.

You belong with me.

He was about to cry. He could see the sadness in her eyes. A single tear was rolling down her cheek. ‘’I do all of this because you belong with me, and nobody else can understand you like I do. They don’t know everything about you.’’ She said, her voice fading a bit due to her lack of energy. Suddenly, a purple portal appeared, right beside her. But Katsuki was far enough to be out of reach. The scarred villain came out of it. ‘’Dabi.’’ (Y/N) whispered, reaching for him with her arms -she couldn’t walk, her legs were so bloody. Surely that Katsuki’s attack had landed more on her lower body.

The brunette sighed and carried her, looking briefly at the students. ‘’You’re lucky this time, kids. The boss wants us to go back home.’’ He said, not even wanting to be here in the first place. They didn’t have a proper plan ! Why did they even attack them ?! He settled the girl in his arms -they needed her, but they needed to fix her legs- and started to walk towards the portal, again. Still, (Y/N) looked at Katsuki, her arms sneaking around the villain’s neck so she could be more comfortable. Her chin was resting against his shoulder.

Seeing the blonde’s expression -fear, sadness, despair- she smiled at him, but it was actually a sad smile. Maybe she was showing compassion ? However, quickly, her smile turned back into a casual one. ‘’I love you.’’ It was a whisper, but Katsuki could read her lips. And even if she was a villain, even if she was changed, he still replied : ‘’Me too.’’ unsure himself of if it was right. That said, the girl rest her cheek against the villain’s shoulder, as if she was now contented, as he walked into the portal and they disappeared.

[gyeomork]

Breakup

(bambam x reader)

genre: little angst, fluff

warnings: cursing

word count: 1.6k

a/n: whew it’s been a while. school has been dragging me left and right but i finally have time to write. it’s very tough times so everyone please stay inside and stay safe. but back to the good news GOT7 COMEBACK you guys better be streaming!!!! and don’t swear by that moon damn it. lmao anyway i hope you enjoy this and give feedback please! bye muah ^3^

my boyfriend had just broken up with me. he was graduating in a few months and going to college miles away, leaving me here. apparently our relationship wouldn’t do well as long distance even though we haven’t tried it. i was a mess. i had to get away. escape… to the bathroom. to cry and really just let my shit loose. scream, yell, sob. not like anyone would hear me over the trash music booming through the house anyway. so there i am in the tub, letting my tears run down my face. what a fucking dick; invite me to this party to break up and leave me here. great, how am i supposed to get home? i’m not taking a ride from that dickwad. 

right in the middle of my hysterical breakdown, someone walks in. smart ass, i mentally curse at myself, you go to the bathroom to breakdown and don’t lock the door. the stranger rushes in and hastily locks the door, not noticing me. he turns around and beelines straight for the toilet. he zips down his pants and begins a stream so heavy you’d think you’re at niagara falls. “dude! come on really?!” i exclaim while covering my eyes. “hey, gotta do what i gotta do” he says nonchalantly. “ok yea just hurry up and get out” i sniffle. i hear him zip up his pants so i uncover my eyes and recognize who it is, my boyfriend’s younger brother, bambam.

i can not let him see me like this. ‘why?’ you ask. let me tell you about bambam. bambam, or bam, is the class clown that knows any and everything about any and everyone. wanna know what happened in the bathroom during 3rd period? ask bam. why did she never come back to school after the dance? ask bam. hell, what did the principal have for lunch on sunday? ask bam. 99% of the time, he knew and 99% of the time, he talked shit and made fun you. and after that, for the next few weeks or so, the rumors would spread like a wildfire and you’d be the laughing stock of the whole school. for that, i despise him. of course every time i would go to my boyfriend- ex-boyfriend’s house, he would be nice to me; offer me water, snacks but only because he had to. their parents are huge on manners. but moral of the story, i’ve never been exploited by bam and i don’t need to be now.

i look deep into my lap to avoid eye contact and possible recognition. he washes his hands and goes to the towel next to the tub to dry them. i feel his eyes on me but i keep mine focused on my lap. he makes his way to the door and i start rejoicing in my head but he stops and begins to speak and i feel my heart sink. my school year is already ending bad as is, i really don’t need a bunch of meat head kids staring and whispering loudly about me to add to the trauma. “y/n. can i talk to you?” he asks with a serious tone. his seriousness took me by surprise, he’s always goofing off and trying to make me laugh. i never do of course. he turns around and walks over to me “no, i need to talk to you. scoot over”. i was so devastated that i didn’t have the strength to fight him so i make room. we sit side by side with our feet dangling off the edge of the tub. 

“i’m sorry” he starts “i should have told you he was going to do this” i glance at him and he has a guilty look on his face while playing with one of his many rings. “you knew?” i ask with a tinge of disgust in my voice. he doesn’t say anything, he just nods. “there’s another girl” he looks at me with sympathy. “when you left our house, so did he to go to her’s. that’s why every time you came back for something you left, he was ‘in the shower’ even though he just showered while you were there” when he’s speaking everything starts clicking in my head. “they’ve had this plan to go to college together for months now and when they were both accepted it just sealed the deal”. for months. they’ve had this plan for months. every memory. every moment we had over those months. all fake. no wonder he took me to this party, for him it’s a celebration. 

i begin to cry again. “i’m so sorry y/n” he reaches out to comfort me but i smack his hand away. “why didn’t you tell me? so you can watch it happen in front of your eyes and then run and tell everyone? and for what? do you get off by watching other people’s pain?” i snap at him. “no! god no! do you think i want to see you hurt like this?” he snaps back. “then why didn’t you tell me?” i practically yell at him. “because you pushed me away!” he yells and i flinch out of shock. “because you pushed me away” he says quieter and looks down to fiddle with his rings again. “i tried to talk to you but you would never listen. you would always tell me to leave you alone like i had wronged you. i would tap on your shoulder and you’d look as of though i had killed your parents” he admits sulkily and i sat there silently feeling guilty. “for nights i stayed up thinking about you, wondering what i had possibly done wrong. i thought so hard and lost hours of sleep thinking. do you know what that shit does to a person y/n. it tortured me” i bit on my lip feeling more guilty than a boy who stole cookies out of the cookie jar and got caught. “i asked myself questions like ‘is it because i’m her brother’s boyfriend?’, ‘does she hate me?’” i looked away when he asked that, feeling waves of remorse crash over me. “wait. you hate me?” he asked sounding as broken as ever. “why?” he asks softly “is it because i’m the ‘rumor king’. because that shit’s not true” he says defending himself. “really?” i ask and he shakes his head. “yes the ‘rumor king’ is a rumor. it all started when i told some of my friends what happened to that one girl that fell down the stairs two years ago. they took the story, twisted it, and spread it. at this point i don’t tell them stories anymore because every time i do, they're ready to make adjustments. and to get the burden of everyone asking them what happened off of them, they say they heard it from me. they just love the attention, they think it’s hilarious. it’s sickening” he says in annoyance. 

i can’t believe i spent all this time resenting bam when he was just trying to help me. i feel so stupid to not give him the light of day and push him away. to think that all of this pain and stupidity i’m feeling right now could’ve been avoided if i had just listened to him. i feel like complete and utter shit so, naturally, i cry again. “i’m sorry i made you feel like that bam, i’m sorry i hated you for no reason, i shouldn’t have pushed you away, god i’m so stupid” i bury my face in my hands. “hey no don’t say that. come here” he wraps his arms around me and brings me into his chest. “it’s not your fault, i would’ve hated me too” we chuckle. “i shouldn’t have been making you lose sleep because you did nothing wrong” i muffle into his sweater. “you make me lose sleep regardless” i hear his heartbeat quicken and so does mine.

“i could stay up for hours thinking about just your smile” he smiles and covers his face with his one free hand in embarrassment. i look up at him and stare into his beautiful brown eyes that i could see myself getting lost in. i’ve been so busy hating him that i never realized how attractive he is. especially when he cut his hair shorter than ever before; everyone hated it but i thought it made him look even more attractive. i never knew how beautiful of a person he could be. he gently wipes my tears away with his soft hands. his eyes are staring right back into my puffy ones and flicker to my lips once in a while. i swallow nervously, having an idea of where this might be going next. i glance down to his plush pink lips and that gives him the cue to lean in. the kiss was more than i imagined it to be. his pillowy soft lips were working wonders on me and before i knew it, it was over. he scans my face to make sure that i was okay with it and i was more than okay. he kisses me again but this time with more fervor. i slide my hands to the back of his head to deepen the kiss while his hands move down to my waist pulling me closer and eventually on top of him. it was getting more and more intense by the second until we jumped at the sound of someone beating down the bathroom door yelling about how badly they needed to piss. both of our eyes widen and we start to laugh. i hide my face in the crook of his neck from the embarrassing position we were in. he kisses my neck and asks “you wanna get out of here?”

[bananaicecreamandpuddin]

Moonlight

Jae x OC

ao3 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27722918

- START -

“Alex, where are you going?” I heard my friend, Jess called me from behind.

We are currently at the school stadium, hiding behind the tree that has a great view inside. I watch him as he strums his guitar while swaying his body. He looks so cute. I unconsciously giggled.

“Shut up, I am going near to them” I hissed at her as I slowly walked near to the opened door leading to the stadium.

“What are you thinking! If they find out that we’re here we’ll go to the counseling office 5th time this week! Now give me a break, please” She sounded like she’s pleading so I turned my back to face her and in horror I screamed when I saw our adviser looking like he’s about to eat us whole.

Fuck.

“So what are you doing in that stadium again looking like pimps” our counselor spatted words right after we entered the room.

She memorized that line, I think.. Because we go here almost everyday. Good thing she’s kind enough to let us go without any punishment after I spilled my own tea to her and now she has become our friend and we just go here to chat with her.

“He looks dashing today Ms” I squeal and jump off my chair to turn around happily.

“Yeah, I think so” I heard Jess retorted and I could imagine she was rolling her eyes again. I will just ignore her of course.

I saw Ms. Grace smile at me widely while her chin is placed in her palm looking radiant as she’s always been. She’s not old, old, she is just in her early thirties.

“But I heard they will have a party later at night, what are your plans?” she asked while fixing her eye glasses that have been titled since we got here.

“I don’t know, Are we allowed to go there later?” I shrugged and sat down cause my knees are starting to feel tired.

“It’s gonna be his last night here cause he consulted here that he’s going to L.A.” she simply said.

I was stunned and lost of words. Like what the hell! I was planning to confess to him but not now. It is  supposed to be in his graduation day but now what the hell.

I looked at Jess and she was already looking at me sadly and I just want to cry right now. I like him like crazy and him going away is not what I thought would happen. I walked out from the room and I went straight to the girls bathroom to think of what will happen to us, eh what us?

I laughed at that thought.

“What the heck” I uttered when I saw my face. I looked like a mad woman. The mascara that I was wearing was wrecked because of the tears that keeps on falling. Good thing it’s still class hours so no one can see me looking like this.

I fixed myself and entered one of the cubicles to sit inside and contemplate about the things that will happen to me if he’s gone. He became my inspiration after that one night when he was there for me when I thought my world would end..

It was a crazy and exhausting day when I met him. My parents got into an accident and their relationship was falling apart. The police investigated the incident and it was told that before they crashed they were arguing and that thing is not new to my parents. They argue all the time.

I was not planning to go to school that night because I was so exhausted and I’m afraid that my parents will be apart and what will happen to me after that. But Jess keeps on bugging me to go because of his band, DAY6. She said I was at the school for 3 years and I did not attend any events and added that I look so pitiful because I have no social life.

Before going to the school I visited my parents in  the hospital and I got so upset when I found out that they are signing the divorce paper and thought that I am now part of those children in school that will raise their hands when the teacher is asking who has a broken family. That thought made me cry my eyes out for hours on the school’s waiting shed.

While I was crying I felt a tap in my shoulder that time and as I raised my head I saw this guy in thick black frame glasses with a blackk piercing in his ears, handing me a handkerchief. I just cry even harder because I felt that someone is still here even if he’s a stranger to me, he still cares. I felt comforted.

He sat down beside me and caressed my back. He just stayed there for hours listening to my cries and when I stopped crying he talked to me like I was his friend and he gave me an advice before leaving and that will forever stay in my mind.

“It’ll take time but we’ll be okay. I promise”

He said those words while flashing a smile that melts my heart and made me feel butterflies in my stomach. And right there I said to myself that it is not the end of my life, everything we’ll be fine.

That night I got to our event with a heavy heart because I forgot to ask his name and I feel like I needed to find him. I was walking my way to Jess’ spot when I heard a familiar voice on the stage and I smiled ear to ear when I found out that I didn't need to find him. He found me that night.

“ Alex, are you here?”

Jess’ voice snapped me out from my thoughts. I replied to her and got out of the cubicle. She smiled at me like she’s planning something I would agree with.

“We’ll crash to their party” she cockily said while raising both of her eyebrows

“But…” I paused to suppress my  smile.

“Look at you, you just smiled” She teased me and danced her way  closer to me.

“Well, I’ve been liking him for 5 months and seeing him only on stage everytime is kinda repetitive and I want to tell him what I feel” I straightly said without a hint of hesitation.

“But what if you got rejected?” she softly said to me.

“That is why I have you and the wine that I got from mom’s last year when she was still living with us” I assured her while smiling. Of course if I get rejected I’ll be so damn sad but I’ll accept whatever it is. Loving someone also means letting them go and letting yourself accept all the odds.

Wonpil’s Place 8:00 P.M.

I walked nervously at the parking lot. It is where I’ll meet Jess. I am now wearing a white dress that is shorter than it was before because mom bought this when she was still with us. She’s now living with another country with a new guy. I smiled bitterly remembering those times.

“Excuse me”

I felt my heart jump when I heard his voice. I turned around to see him towering in front of me. I forgot he is so tall. I always saw him from afar.

“Are you talking to me?” I stuttered and placed my hand at my chest cause my heart was beating so fast!

“Uhm, yeah” He shortly said and looked at my back and there I realized that I am blocking his way to the van. I looked stupid,

“Oh. I’m sorry” I moved away and he just nodded and got inside the van to take something I think.

I was shaking and my knees felt so weak right now. I texted Jess to tell her that I need an ambulance. I might die from nervousness. She just said lmao. I think I need new friends.

“You’re in 3rd year, right?”

I almost cursed at his face when I saw him taking a peek at my phone. I immediately close it and put it in my bag.

“Yeah” I awkwardly said. I thought I was brave enough to confess to him but I guess I was just assuming. I saw him leaned on the van and stared at me. I feel my face turned red and why is it so hot in here! Good thing it’s not too bright right here. Is he going to stay here? I thought he had to take something from the van.

“So how was your parent?” I was taken aback at his question. That means that he could still remember me ugly crying. I am now so embarrassed.

I just nodded as an answer, I bite my lips to stop myself from smiling because I don’t want him to feel awkward. I raised my head and I met his gaze. His eyes are telling me something that I, myself don’t know. We had never got in a situation like this after that night. I was never this close to him and I was not expecting that he could still remember me.

“I heard you’re going to L.A.?” I tried not to sound upset but I failed when I saw him smile a little when he heard that my voice sounded so bitter.

“What are you talking about? Wonpil is the one going to L.A.” he said while hiding the smile that I could see from here.

Oh snap! What did he just say?! I stand straight and fix my dress and starts walking. I am going home now. My tears earlier are in vain! I am going to fight Ms. Grace tomorrow.

“Where are you going?” he playfully walked behind me.

“I am going home,” I said, my voice sounded irritated. I can’t believe what just happened.Maybe Ms. Grace got confused? Or what? She knows I like Jae not Wonpil!

“I thought you’ll confess to me tonight”

I stop walking and face him. I look so angry right now. Is he toying me!

“How’d you know that?” I provoke him. I put my hands in my waist. This is what I always do when I feel so frustrated.

“I was the one who told Ms. Grace to tell that to you” He shyly said while scratching the back of his head. I just raised my eyebrows and glared at him as a response.

“I’m sorry, I am really desperate to talk to you again. Because these last few months I keep on thinking about you after that night. I thought I totally lost you but I saw you again that night in the crowd and I said to myself that I want you, I want to protect and take care of you” he paused and looked at me sincerely.

I just stared at him and I saw in his face that he is sincere in what he is saying.

“But I am a coward and I thought I would get contented by just looking at you in the crowd jamming in our song, I always see you from afar and I also know you like me. I am sorry it took months for me to realize that I like you not because you’re my fan or what. I like you because of that night and I want to know more of you. Just so you know I fell in love with you under the moonlight”

Fin

[holidcy]

i am actually embarrassed to say how long this intro too me to write out ? so im not gonna say it ! it’s not like it took be 3 hours or anything 👀 . and for what ? idk because this intro is a mess . but anyways ... i’m mia , i’m a whole twenty years old which really just feels like a glorified teenager but whatever , we’re not here to talk about that right now . we’re here to talk about my lil baby holly . guys she is literally the sweetest human ever ? but also ? to sensitive for her own good and really the good of those around her ? very happy feet energy coming form this girl . but without further ado , below you can read up on holly & if you wanna plot give this a like . also my discord is 𝖒𝖌𝖐'𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖊#9789 if you wanna plot there or just generally chat !

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐇

full name: holiday elena addams nickname: holly ( she’s basically turned this into her name , not one really calls her holiday ) , holls , elle ( by her parents ) birthday: june 3rd birthplace: chicago , illinois hometown: highland park , illinois ( although the family home was located in highland park her parents would in chicago and holly even attended private school in chicago ) residence: new york city , new york nationality: american ( est. 1999 through birth )  ethnicity: english ( maternal & paternal , 50% ) , polish ( maternal , 25% ) , spanish ( paternal , 25% ) religion: catholicism  orientation: heterflexible ( she claims being straight but in all actually she’s not closed off to anything despite not having much experience outside the opposite gender ) languages spoken: english ( fluent , first language ) , spanish ( fluent , second language ) , polish ( conversation , third language ) , mandarin  ( conversational , fourth language ) . father: leandro oliver addams  ( 49 years old )  was born & raised in chicago , illinois by a politician / businessman & a philanthropist . leandro went on to take a little bit from both of his parents as he is a highly esteemed business tycoon as well as being regarded as one of the most charitable men in the world .  ( relationship:  there has never been a day that has gone by where the two didn’t get along . if there is anyone in this world who gets holly it is her father . truly , daddy’s little girl . the two of them are as thick as thieves . ) mother : susanna renee addams ( nee daniels ) ( 48 years old ) was born & raised in long island , new york . the daughter of a hedge fund investor & a stay at home mother . susanna grew to be an amazing cosmetologist and which the help of her father’s amazing business mind she was able to start up a salon in new york city . she gained the most devoted clientele , loving every second of her work . she took a break for almost a decade before deciding to return to the beauty industry . today she has salons across the globe in chicago , los angeles , toronto , london , and new york city .  ( relationship: susanna often had to play bad cop when it came to parenting and because of this the two butted heads quite often whilst holly was growing up . despite this , her mom is her role model and the two have always had a friendship that underlined their mother - daughter relationship .  ) social class: upper education: attending new york university ( s. 2018 ) she spent her first year of university at usc , she’s majored in creative writing at both universities  career: author ( her book is a coming of age mystery called privilege that she’s recently admitted to writing the full book during a coke binge ) , internet personality , philanthropist , socialite , and student  notoriety: being apart of the prominent addams family , amassing over 32m followers on all social media platforms , publishing a new york times best selling book at the age of seventeen . weight: 120lbs height: 5′5″ hair color: brown ( with blonde highlights ) eye color: brown positive traits: benevolent, high spirited , extroverted , romantic , honest , affectionate , intelligent , friendly , ambitious , passionate , approachable , charming  negative traits: immature , vain , garrulous , critical , sensitive , stubborn , inattentive , naive , sarcastic , obsessive , insecure , impractical , irritable likes: anything strawberry flavored , flowers , driving fast , pink , watching the first snow fall , birthday parties , lips gloss , netflix , sunkissed skin , dogs , peanut butter , agatha christie , redecorating , driving with the windows down , long plane rides , denim jackets , taco bell , orange juice , makeup , sports , female empowerment , online shopping , fresh berries , roller skating , photography , writing , tea dislikes: liars , driving in the snow , coffee , having no siblings , deep water , bad drivers , body shaming , pizza , hateful people , being rushed , cuss words , repetition , disloyalty , being alone ,  horror movies , dentists , silence , cheap perfume , criticism , the unknown , traffic , wine , poptarts ,  small spaces ,  hobbies: reading with a hot cup of tea , video editing in the back of a car , smoking before bed to help fall asleep , going out to eat with her parents , napping , hiding alcohol in her bedroom , painting alternate universe cartoons , attending big soirees , stashing drugs in jewelry boxes , sleepovers with her closest friends , talking the dogs on walks , early morning instagram lives , old disney marathons , scribbling in a notebook while snuggled up in bed  chara inspo: olivia baker ( all american ) , leila faisal ( all american ) , tan france ( queer eye ) , elena gilbert ( the vampire diaries ) , dorothy gale ( wizard of oz ) , lucy pevensie ( chronicles of narnia ) , lara jean ( to all the boys i loved before ) , elle woods ( legally blonde ) , jeffree star , jenny humphrey ( gossip girl ) , cassie howard ( euphoria ) fashion inspo: vsco girls , bella hadid , megan markle , rihanna , selena gomez , perrie edwards , emma watson aesthetics: ghostly sounding music playing as background music to a pen to paper , eyes widened at the chance to do something positive , the annoying beg for approval , infectious energy , a pout so crippling , the swell of regret as you sneak a bottle into your bedroom , tanned skin tousling with silk sheets , big eyes threatening to shed a tear , the zip of a pink mclaren 

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐑𝐀

holly is the only child to leandro and susanna addams ( the addams family 👀 ) . she was born with not just a silver spoon but the silver spoon . the addams are a prominent american family , that are regarded as one of the leading industrialist during the gilded age . in short her families been billionaire rich for a long time and are known as one of the families to bring wealth to the city of chicago . she was incredibly spoiled growin gup as you would assume but by the grace of her parents teachings she was anything but a brat . she had being filthy rich and being an only child working against her and she still managed to be the most giving and down to earth child . from a young age holly would give her toys to other kids during play dates & ask her parents if she could donate the things she didn’t use anymore to the less fortunate . 

although her father had a busying career as he took over the family company just a year before holly was born , but in spite of that he always made time for his family . luckily her mother had stepped away from her career soon after meeting holly’s father , so she was able to be a stay at home mom and be there for every important moment of holly’s life . by the way , susanna was straight of of a real housewives show only just an overall better person ? they had dinner together as a family every night , threw parties at the house for every big moment in holly’s life . everything from birthdays , graduations , academic honors , to becoming captain of the cheerleading team and everything in between warranted a celebration in the eyes of susanna and leandro . 

she grew up extremely sheltered , mostly because her parents wanted to keep their little girl well their little girl . they didn’t want the world to taint her . she went to church every sunday and even wednesday nights , if she wanted to have a sleepover it was always at the addams household , and her parents met the parent/s of every kid she befriended growing up . 

despite their attempts her parents couldn’t shield her from one thing . getting her heart broken and at sixteen she experience her first bout of heart break . the boy she’d falling head over heels for just stopped talking to her one day , with no rhythm or reason he moved on to another girl with a blink of an eye . she couldn’t understand why ( pst ? it was because she slept with him and that was all he wanted to begin with ) someone could be so cruel an play with someones heart like that . it was her first experience of how the world could really work and in all honesty , holly couldn’t handle it . she got her hands on her parents bar room in the house and would literally drink every night before bed so she could sleep . 

this soon turned into her going to parties , promising her parents "i just want to hang out with my friend , i wont touch any alcohol” and her promise was always kept , she didn’t touch alcohol at these parties instead she smoke weed and on the chance one of her friends had it on them she’d do a line . 

this double life , if you would , didn’t lead to any real issues , at least not while she was in highschool . she still graduated top of her class  and even got accepted into her dream school university of southern california .  it wasn’t until she was a semester deep in usc that she realized she was losing control over her life . maybe it was a mix of her derailing mental state , being separated from her parents , and the los angeles social make up . whatever it was holly wasn’t too far gone to see she needed help . 

instead of going back to school the following semester holly checked herself into rehab . her parents freaked out , unaware their daughter had touched a substance a day in her life . it was a long process and took alot of owning up for her own wrong doings but after a couple months she checked out of rehab and flew out to her parents .

she had decided upon leaving rehab that her best bet directly after getting out would be to surround herself with people who loved her . during her short stint in california her parents had made the temporary move to new york city so that her mom could focus on the salon in the city , so holly transferred to new york university to continue her studies and be around her parents .

she lives under their roof , despite being more than self efficient thanks to her multiple branches of income including her trust fund but she figures there is only so much more time before they leave to go back to chicago that the more time she spends with them the better off she’ll be when they leave the city . speaking of , she doesn’t know her parents will be leaving the city in the next few months . on a positive note they plan on paying the rent in the apartment they live in for her until she finds somewhere she likes better .   

today , holly is a sober ( she smokes weed here and there but it’s not a addictive so it fine 🙄 ) and happy . although due to how sensitive the girl is anything could make her snap , she’s incredibly fragile guys . like capable of having a mental break at any moment but like we ignore it because if we bring it up it’ll happen . wooo . 

not so fun fact ? when she has an off day she’ll literally sit in her room holding either a bottle she had hidden in her walk in closet or stares at the coke she keeps in her jewelry box . she hasn’t used any of it but she tells herself its there as a reminder when really it’s a crutch for if she ever needs it again , she has easy access .

secret time ? she pushed her ex boyfriend of a balcony while she was drunk . this happened before she went to rehab ... perhaps you could say it was what prompted her to realized her crazy ass needed to go to rehab . ummm , it’s not acceptable and she knows this but one thing we all need to know about holly is that holly + substances + being upset = toxic shit that is always the equation and there is never another answer to it . 

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

a girl squad or just a squad in general really , give my baby her lil group of people please

maybe a fellow chicago native ? who she dated in highscool and you know is the one who dropped her like a hot potato after she slept with him

ex hook ups 

frenemies but more like a blair & lil j circa season 1 situation ? 

someone who just doesn’t like her , but like she does everything she can think of to get them to like her 

an unrequited ting were he’s leading her one so he can sleep with her ?

or maybe someone has a crush on holly but she just doens’t have the heart to tell them she’s not interested so now here she is kissing and OMG YUP NOW SHES SLEEPING W THEM ...

someone she races ? she loves cars especially fast ones

a we hang out and watch/obsess over sports but the whole time i can’t help but think about how hot you are kinda vibe ?

someone who is v bad for her and they know it but she doesn’t care because she like them so much & he likes her too but knows he’ll hurt her ?!

someone who sees that she might be teetering on falling off the wagon ( maybe they were over her place and saw the stash of substances all over her room ), maybe they’re trying to get her to stop smoking weed bc they feel like for her that’s a huge gateway  

smoking buddies where they literally just hot box cars together and munch on taco bell talking about why sound vibrates & shit

someone who she used to party with & be wild with ( could be from chi or nyc because she visited alot as a kid ) and now they feel like she’s a lame bc she’s sober

she’s a good influence on them ? they’re a bad influence on her ? ride or dies ? partners in crime ? only friends when there is a substance involved ? sugar baby vibes ? unlikely friends ? flings ? crush ? friends with benefits ? everytime they are around one another its a fight ? someone she lets crash at her parents place sometimes ? someone she’s backstabbed but like she got tricked into doing it ? anything fluffy , anything angsty ... reall just anything you got , i’ll take ! 

[madschester]

Who We Use to Be Chapter 2

Entering the police station Haven was greeted by many police officers. Haven been to the station many times before so everyone has grown use to her showing up. "Ok Gil I'm here." Haven walked in and right up to Gil grabbing the coffee off the desk. "I needed this. I've been up since 3 a.m." Gil gave Haven a worried look and whispered to her. "Again? Have you gone to see your doctor for stronger medication?" Haven just shook het head; "I haven't had time. Also she's out of town. Vacation for another 2 weeks. So I'll have to deal with no sleep. Hey Dani, JT how's it going?" Dani looked up from the files and smiled at Haven. "Going good Dart, but from the looks of the dark circles under your eyes I can tell it hasn't for you."

Haven just rolled her eyes. "Like I told Gil I'm ok..just been having nightmares of that night." When Malcolm heard that sentence he thought of the night Dr. Martin Whitly was taken, but that isn't what Dani and Haven are talking about. A few months after Haven graduate from Culinary School she was kidnapped while walking home from her new bakery at the time. Haven was beaten and sexual assaulted to the point where if you didn't know her you wouldn't be able to tell it was her. She was missing for a week before the police...before Gil could find her. Haven had a broken collar bone and her ankle was badly sprained. She had bruising all over her body.

Haven felt Malcolm's eyes on her so she moved to stand by Gil again. She could feel the tension between herself and Malcolm. "Ok Gil what you got so far on the case?" Haven asked taking another sip of her warm coffee. "He's following the quartet killings of Dr. Whitly. From the looks of the other 2 he's trying to find the most painful dose. He's got one more to finish the quartet." Haven watched Malcolm as he answered the question that was for Gil. "Since they all have bruising on their wrist from bandage they all must have payed someone and that could be our killer."

Gil looked at Dani gave her a nod, she gave one back and left the room to look at the victims bank records. "Anything else Malcolm?" Malcolm answered back with "We don't have that much longer till he strikes again." Without looking away from Haven. "Haven anything you think could help with the case?" "Well, yes he might be copying The Surgeon he most likely has a different motive. He could be a middle age man with some type of insecurities. We don't know if the dom they were all seeing is the one that killed them. That would be to easy, but I'm simply just a baker so I could be wrong."

"Knowing you Haven you could be right. We'll have to go and find out ourselves." Haven looked over at Malcolm and gave him a simple nod of the head.  She didn't know what Malcolm was trying to do. Was he trying to say sorry in own weird way. "Just talk to him Haven. You should hear what he has to say." Gil whispered to Haven. "Bright, I got to talk to you." Malcolm face lit up as he followed Haven out of the room.

Haven was leading the way and heading to the roof of the building. She broke her promise to herself, but Gil is right. It's been 10 years. "So, Gil told me your got fired from the FBI; why not take a break?" Malcolm walked uo beside you with his hands in his pockets. "Helps keep me somewhat sane, believe it or not. Listen Haven, how things were left wasn't the best and I'm sorry. I had no right to say what I did." Haven was fighting back tears. Malcolm was her best friend. "Yeah what you said was pretty shit, but it's been 10 years; and we're both acting like children whem we are both far from that. We had time to think and focus on ourselves." Haven put her hand out with a smile. "Truce?" Malcolm smiled back and took her hand; "Yeah, truce." Malcolm's smile soon went away and he sighed. "What is it?" Haven gave him a confused look. "Do you think Dr. Whitly had something to do with this? It cant be a coincidence but the copycat is copying him." Haven put a hand on Malcolm's shoulder. "I dont think he has that kind of connection. With him being in a box. We should go back. They probably are wondering what's taking so long." Malcolm just nodded his head and thought 'Haven's right. He couldn't.'

"Good your back, Dani go ahead." Gil gestured towards Dani. "Well it seems all the victims payed and were seeing Nico. Could be the copycat." Gil nods his head, "Alright JT, Dani and Malcolm go to the apartment. Haven and I will go get the warrant we need to search the place. Let's get moving." Malcolm smiled at Haven and she smiled back. "Gil why am I going with you? I wasn't hired by the NYPD, you could get in trouble for bring me along." Haven told Gil, worried being heard in her voice. "Haven it's alright, let me worry about that. So you and Malcolm make up?" "Yeah, we both agreed that we were acting like children and that needed to stop." Gil just gave her a simple nod.

Malcolm POV~

"NYPD! Nico are you in there?" JT banged against the door. We waited a few seconds before looking around at each other. "Gil told us to wait till he got the warrant." Dani said. I pulled my phone out and dailed Nico's number. We could hear the phone ringing inside, then silence. "Well, he's home." "Ok Bright, stay behind us." Dani told me while JT kicked the door open yelling, "NYPD!" I walk in behind them and walk into the kitchen while JT and Dani look around. "He's building them...my profile was wrong." "Dani over here." I heard Dani walking over to JT and I turned around. We see a man in his underwear tied up in a chair. "Hey, it's ok we're NYPD. We're here to help. Did Nico do this?" "I'm Nico! Get me out of here, I've been trapped for days!" "Is he still here?" Nico nodded his head and then we all heard a gun shot.

"Get down! I'll go after him JT, Bright get him out of here!" Dain said as she ran after the copycat. I looked over at Nico and laid down on the grown to try and get him untied. "He's locked in, give me a few I can get him unlocked." "Umm, we don't have time for that JT. He has a bomb connected to him." Nico started to freak out even more. "You didn't have to say that!" "Well he was going to find out in 60 seconds." I stood up and walked over to a table. Laying on that table was a Hatchet. "JT, grab a cool and ice...lots of ice." I walked over to Nico. "What are you going to do with that?" "I'm going to chop off you hand!" "No! No! Don't!" JT comes running back over with ice and a cool. "Yo, Bright dont!"

3rd Person~

"Who was that?" Haven asked as soon as Gil got off the phone. "That was Dani. The copycat wasn't Nico, you were right. But he was holding him hostage." Gil soon stopped the car and opened his door and was meet by Dani. "I lost him!" "Where's Malcolm and JT?" Haven got out of the car and walked up to Dani and Gil. "They're still in the buil-." Before Dani could finish her sentence the Nico's apartment exploded. "Malcolm!" Haven yelled and started to ran towards the building. Tears forming in her eyes. Gil stopped her before she could get to close, and seconds later JT and Malcolm come out holding a half naked man. Haven got out of Gil's arms and ran to Malcolm. "Oh my god! Are you ok?!" "Yeah, I just need to give them a hand." With that Haven watched as Malcolm walked away following where JT lead Nico to give them a literal hand.

"Are you sure you're ok Malcolm? I can take you home?" Haven ask while her, Gil and Malcolm walked into Gil's office. "I'm fine Haven really." As Haven was going to reply back Gil set some rolled uo papers in front of them both. "What are these?" "These are what JT grabbed before the place exploded. Do they looks familiar to you guys?" Gil asked why handing them to Malcolm. "They're Dr. Whitly's. How did the killer get their hands on this? You don't think he had something to do with this right?" "I don't know Malcolm. That man has be behind bars for 20 years." Haven took the papers out of Malcolm's hands and looked at them. "You aren't planning what I think you're planning right?" "Maybe Haven. I mean it's the only way to get answers." Gil shook his head. "No, not happening. You are not going to see him Malcolm. I can't let you." "What of I didn't go alone. What if Haben went with me? I have to know if he had anything to do with this." Haven looked between the two men. "Why am I always volunteered without my consent. I have a bakery I need to run." Malcolm turned to face Haven with the look on his face. "Don't you dare give me that look Malcolm Bright. I will not fall for that look again. I have grown in the last 10 yea- ok fine I'll go." Malcolm smiled at Haven and went back to talking to Gil. Haven backed up and whispered to herself, "Why do I always get involed in things a baker shouldn't."

[aslongasimliving]

Dear Eli, Micah, and Kaiya,

I am afraid to write this next letter to you as I have this feeling that this could either be the last letter if God has a different plan for us, or it could be a memory. I am writing this in bed as I am nursing Kaiya, and looking at pictures of the boys, with slow tears coming out of my eyes. If we all make it out of this together, we have nobody to thank but God and our healthcare providers/essential workers. I never thought I’d have to write something like this since leaving the Army almost 9 years ago.

This has been a really tough month for all of us - mostly your parents because you guys have been home for almost 3 weeks now on a mandatory quarantine. The boys have been at their dad’s house now for coming up 4 weeks, and soon you’ll have spent almost 5 weeks there until mommy takes over. I’ve kept myself sane because I have so much to worry about. I will explain, but for today and the last three weeks I’ve been grateful to Lauren for taking this time off to be with you boys. As for Kaiya, auntie Bella and London came down to be with you. Boys - you’ve been so happy at daddy’s house lately and it just makes me so happy that you are. I could easily become depressed and anxious, but I’ve been managing my loneliness without you guys with more exercise, reading, and school work. I am currently 1/3rd of the way through the Syracuse MBA program.

In the last 3 weeks, we declared a national pandemic with COVID-19. We currently live in NY, which has the greatest mortality and morbidity rate in the world currently. We’ve run out of medical supplies, ventilators, masks to help anyone. We are assuming everyone is sick. Three out of four of the total parents work for the hospital as a surgical nurse, and two Physician Assistants. We three are so afraid of coming home to give it to you guys. I’m more afraid of this virus than I was in Iraq for 27 months.

Tomorrow, I start training for inpatient hospital medicine. We are preparing for the worst two weeks in the hospital currently, and it’s already starting.

To prepare for things at home, I sent grandma home to Washington since she’s very immunocompromised. I prepared and updated my Will. I have an updated Life Insurance policy. Food is stocked, and we have one month of savings currently. The boys are still in online distance learning, and loving it.

When I start filling in at the hospital, I will likely be self-quarantined. I can’t touch or kiss you guys. I won’t be able to hug you guys. I have to wash my hands so well and pretend my face is on fire so I don’t touch it. I’m afraid. I hear about so many people who are extremely healthy, and are dying on ventilators. I’m afraid if I get sick I’ll never be able to see you guys grow, graduate, get married, and have kids. I’m afraid you won’t be able to say goodbye to me. I’m afraid of Kaiya having no memories of me, and you three not growing up together. I’m afraid I won’t know enough to help someone. I am afraid of panicking when I take care of my first COVID patient on a ventilator, and watching someone die without a chance for their family to be there. I am afraid of how much a loss of a parent will affect you as you grow - but I know how immensely loved you all are, and I know you’ll be well-cared for. And because of this love, I have to give it up to God to tell me where he needs me and us. Tell me how I can be a channel of your love. Tell me how I can stay strong for my family and you.

If this is my last love letter to you three, please promise me this:

That you three will take care of each other, always look out for each other, do your best to remember how I loved you three and project that love into everything else that you do in your life. Please remember that although my work was a priority, it was also a blessing and a gift from God that I was able to help when needed. Please stay strong, and please remember that your family is always first. Be loyal to each other. Stay humble. When you don’t understand something, you can talk to me anytime and please continue to pray. Some things will never make sense until God needs you to understand at a certain time. Never forget your roots, and I will always be your biggest fan.

If this is found soon enough if I pass - I choose to be cremated and remains with my children divided. Spread some of my ashes in every ocean, and in places that remind you of me. My will and life insurance is a blue folder in the desk or a copy in my closet. Please keep all of the pictures and memories you want and need.

I was never a perfect parent, but I always chose you first before anything.

I would like to share something I found:

Just so I NEVER forget..... April 2, 2020

Gas price a mile from home was $1.85

School cancelled - yes cancelled

Self-distancing measures on the rise.

Tape on the floors at grocery stores and others to help distance shoppers (6ft) from each other.

Limited number of people inside stores, therefore, lineups outside the store doors.

Non-essential stores and businesses mandated closed.

Parks, trails, entire cities locked up.

Entire sports seasons cancelled.

Concerts, tours, festivals, entertainment events - cancelled.

Weddings, family celebrations, holiday gatherings - cancelled.

No masses, churches are closed.

No gatherings of 50 or more, then 20 or more, now 5 or more.

Don't socialize with anyone outside of your home.

Children's outdoor play parks are closed.

We are to distance from each other.

Shortage of masks, gowns, gloves for our front-line workers.

Shortage of ventilators for the critically ill.

Panic buying sets in and we have no toilet paper, no disinfecting supplies, no paper towel no laundry soap, no hand sanitizer.

Shelves are bare.

Manufacturers, distilleries and other businesses switch their lines to help make visors, masks, hand sanitizer and PPE.

Government closes the border to all non-essential travel.

Fines are established for breaking the rules.

Stadiums and recreation facilities open up for the overflow of Covid-19 patients.

Press conferences daily from the President. Daily updates on new cases, recoveries, and deaths.

Government incentives to stay home.

Barely anyone on the roads.

People wearing masks and gloves outside.

Essential service workers are terrified to go to work.

Medical field workers are afraid to go home to their families.

This is the Novel Coronavirus (Covid-19) Pandemic, declared March 11th, 2020.

Why, you ask, do I write this status?

One day it will show up in my memory feed, and it will be a yearly reminder that life is precious and not to take the things we dearly love for granted.

We have so much!

Be thankful. Be grateful.

Be kind to each other - love one another - support everyone.

We are all one! ❤️

[kpoprunsmylifenow]

A Birthday Surprise

San x Reader

Fluff

Summary: You're parents didn't agree with your relationship with your bad boy boyfriend but you didn't care, he treated you like a queen. And today is your birthday and he has a surprise for you.

THIS IS FOR MY SWEETHEART BBYGIRL BDAY @a-nik7 I HOPE THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED

(this is 10002394203740273423048% gonna put you in soft san feels)

You were leaving from your last class of the day. San was waiting by the fountain with a bouquet of sunflowers, which happened to be your favorite flowers. You smiled as you saw him and ran towards him. He picked you up and spun you around. San was your typical bad boy, he wore mostly black and red and had piercings everywhere. To everyone else, he was an asshole, but to you he was the sweetest person ever. He always bought you flowers and made you the happiest you’d ever been. Your parents didn’t approve, when you started dating him in high school, but you didn’t care and continued to date him. Now you were in your 2nd year of college and your 3 year relationship was going strong. When he put you down, he handed you the flowers.

“These are for my birthday girl.” He winked. You pushed him away as you grabbed the flowers from his hand. “Well you can walk me to my dorm, to put these up before I go to my parents house.” You said as you grabbed his hand. Before he let you drag him off, he kissed you hard and grabbed your bag from you so you didn’t have to carry it. As you walked to your dorm, San kept asking you about your day. When you entered, your roommate was there with a small cupcake with a candle and card. She sung you happy birthday as San back hugged you and then you blew out the candle. She left soon after she’d gave you your card, and you’d opened it. You quickly found a vase to put your new flowers in and put in some sugar water, knowing it’d keep your flowers alive for longer.

“You know, those flowers almost look as pretty as you.” He said winking. You busted out laughing.

“No! No more pick up lines!” You giggled as you got closer to him.

“But how else am I supposed to keep you with me?” He asked as he pulled you into a swaying hug.

“Hm, how about you just be your adorable self?” You said as you tilted your head to look up at him.

“Babygirl, you’re so cute. I don’t want to let you go to leave.” You laughed, and stood on your tiptoes to kiss him lightly.

“Well I do have to go. I love you Sanie.” You said as you kissed him again, but this time he leaned in so that the kiss would be longer.

“Be prepared, I have a surprise for you tonight.” He winked again and you buried your head in his chest. He laughed and buried his head in your hair as you tried to pull away.

“I’ll see you tonight alright.” You compromised as he just wanted 5 more minutes in your company.

After you celebrated with your family, you went upstairs. You’d told your parents you’d stay with them tonight since you didn’t have class in the morning. Your parents went to bed early that night, so you texted San, per his request, of when you heard your parents finally asleep. He texted you not even 10 minutes later to come outside. You peeked out your window and saw San on his motorcycle, and extra helmet sitting in front of him. You smiled and hurried downstairs to quietly slip through the front door. He was leaned up against his bike when you ran towards him again.

“This reminds me of high school.” You laughed. He laughed too and nodded.

“It does, but this time you aren’t scared to ride on my motorcycle.” You pushed him away. “Come on! I wanna see where you’re taking me!” You said grabbing the helmet and putting it on. You’d been terrified to ride his bike when you first started dating, but after your 3rd date you wanted to ride it. You’d even asked him to teach you how to ride so that you could get one yourself.

He was getting close to the beach when he pulled into a little drive way. You wondered where you were, but then a beautiful house came into view. As he stopped and made sure you got off safely, he smiled as you stood in shock.

“Oh wow. This house is so beautiful!” You turned to him as he took off his helmet. He smiled at you and grabbed your hand.

“Come on, it’s not even the best part.” He dragged you through the front door and straight through the house without even letting you look at anything. When you stepped out onto the back porch, there was the most beautiful view. You had your own personal beach, and the moon looked beautiful reflecting on the beach.

“It’s so beautiful.” You said in awe at the beautiful sight. But little did you know was that when San answered you back, he was looking at you.

“It really is.” The moonlight fell on you perfectly and he knew this was the perfect moment. “I told you I had a surprise for you.” He smiled when your head whipped over to his direction.

“I thought this was my surprise!” “Well it is, you don’t have any classes since it’s spring break so my brother is letting me stay here for a week. But I do have another surprise for you. Why don’t you go to the beach and look around and I’ll come get you when everything’s ready.” He said as he winked.

You were walking across the wet part of the shore when you found a small bottle with your name on it. You picked it up and opened it. Inside was a small piece of paper was directions to go into the kitchen and find your favorite place in the kitchen. So as you walked inside, you went straight for the fridge. Inside was your favorite drink with a sticky note attached to it. This time it told you to go into the living room and look through the movies and see if one looks familiar. As you were looking through the movies that were under the TV, you saw one that made you laugh. It was the movie you’d had your first kiss together. He’d brought you to see the comedy, and halfway through he couldn’t stop staring at you as you laughed. By the end of it, he’d pulled you close to him and kissed you so softly, you’d fallen in love with him all over again. When you opened the case, there was another sticky note in there with the ticket from that movie. You took a moment to be surprised that San still had it after 3 years. The sticky note this time told you to go upstairs. It’d didn’t say where, but to just go upstairs. You tried every door upstairs, but they were all locked. Until you got to the last door in the hallway. It opened to reveal a candlelit bedroom. On the bed there was a heart of sunflowers with a box in the middle. As you got closer, you saw that it was a ring box. When you grabbed it and opened it, you saw a beautiful simple band with yours and San’s name engraved on the inside.

“I thought this would be a good birthday present since you won’t let me propose until we graduate.” San said as he stepped out of the shadows near the balcony connected to the room. You were speechless. He smiled, that smile you loved oh so much with his dimples on full display, as he stepped closer to you to grab the box out of your hand. “I know your parents don’t really like me that much, but I talked to your dad before I bought this.” This caught your attention. “And I asked him if I could someday ask you to marry me. At first he was like hell no, but then he started to talk about how much you’d been trying to change their opinion on me recently. Saying that you’d say how I made you so happy and that you wanted to marry me one day. So your dad reconsidered and later than day texted me and said that I had his permission to ask you. When he said that, I told him about my plans for your birthday.” He smiled. “And that’s why they ‘went’ to bed early, so that I could come steal you from your parents house like I used to when we were in high school. You didn’t notice that your mom was at your front door taking pictures of us.” That made you laugh and hug him tightly.

“I love you so much, so if you don’t put that ring on my finger right now I’m gonna beat you.” You said with tears in your eyes. He playfully saluted and pulled the ring out of the box and dropped to one knee. And even though you knew it was a promise ring, just knowing that this was gonna happen again made you even more happy than you were now.

“You know, that was so nerve racking.” He said as he got up, pulling you into a quick kiss. “But I do have to have practice for when I actually propose.” He laughed as you shook your head and put your head in his chest.

“Why do I love an idiot?” But you looked up lovingly at him, glad that you’d one day wake up everyday to this man.

[svtmatokis]

Jihoon Office Au! P2

Annyeong~ So this has been the most highly requested fic comeback so far and I am so sorry that I never updated this. After the first chapter, I had a bit of part 2 written out but lost the direction of it midway so I put it on  the back burner and worked on it here and there but not enough to actually want to post it. A few weeks ago I started going back to old fics that I posted but never finished wayyyy back when I started this blog and bam this is how this chapter came to be. I hope you guys like it!!!

Plot: Jihoon is one of the toughest managers of SVT Corp. known to make all his juniors afraid of him. He’s such a grouch that he even caused his old assistant to take sick leave for a few weeks. On another note, you have been living abroad since first year university and after spending three years abroad after graduation, home sickness has caused you to return home to Korea. Due to a connection, you’re hired as Jihoons temporary assistant until his old one returns. Will Jihoon scare you off too? or will the tough exterior Jihoon holds soften for you

Pairing: You x Jihoon

Genre: Fluff and Angst

Word count: 3502

Jihoon and Wonwoo paced outside the hospital room as the doctors checked up on you. They had been told that you suffered a few cuts and scrapes to your arms and legs as well as a bruised cheek from the hit. The big thing was that when you fell, you had hit your head really hard so you were currently unconscious.

The suspect had been apprehended and  was now in police custody thanks to Wonwoo while Jihoon went with you in the ambulance.

“Jihoon” Wonwoo said as the younger one stopped pacing and looked at the older one.

“Hmm?”

“Did you...call Seungcheol yet?”

Jihoon facepalmed, “Shit,” he muttered before taking out his cellphone.

“Jihoon?” Seungcheol’s tired voice could be heard over the phone.

‘Double shit’ Jihoon thought to himself as he looked at the clock, no wonder...it was already 3am.

“Ah...Seungcheol…”  he started hesitantly, “It’s about Y/N….” he slowly explained what had happened in the last few hours and how you were currently in the hospital being checked over.

Seungcheol didn’t even respond, he just hung up the line and fifteen minutes later, he, Jeonghan and Joshua were running down the hall. As Seungcheol went to the front desk to see what he could find out what was wrong with you, Jeonghan and Joshua approached Jihoon and Wonwoo who were sitting in the waiting area.

“What happened?” was the first thing that left Jeonghans mouth.

“Seungcheol didn’t tell you guys?” Jihoon asked as the two shook their heads.

“He only called me to ask to drive him to the hospital and we got Jeonghan on the way, he only said it was about Y/N but that was it.” Joshua said looking between Wonwoo and Jihoon. “So as Jeonghan asked, what’s going on?”

Jihoon bowed his head, that meant that Seungcheol was that shaken up that he knew he wouldn’t be able to drive which wasn’t normal since it was rare to see Seungcheol without his car.

“Y/N was attacked.” Wonwoo started. “I was walking home when I heard a scream so I went to see what was going on, by the time I got there, Jihoon was beating someone up and Y/N was on the ground.”

Jeonghan and Joshua then turned to Jihoon who started explaining.

“I was near my apartment when I heard a scream in a different direction that sounded like Y/N’s so I started walking in that direction….then I heard her scream again and I started running and I got to an alleyway, Y/N was pinned against a wall..”

Jeonghan gasped as Joshua continued to listen.

“The guy said somethings to her, like” Jihoon started imitating the guys voice, “Seungcheol isn’t here to protect you now. Then he slapped her, the moment he hit her, I ran towards them with a stick and started hitting him. I didn’t realize Wonwoo hyung was there until we stopped hitting him” Jihoon looked down at his hands that were bruised.

He couldn’t remember the last time he had actually hit something or in this case, someone. He was a relatively calm person and was one to sort conflicts with his words but seeing that man touch and hit you had made his blood boil so much that he couldn’t control himself.

“What did the guy look like?” Seungcheol asked, joining the group, his body visibly shaking.

Jihoon described what he saw but that didn’t help Seungcheol. He would have to wait till you woke up to know for sure.

Soon, the doctor came out of your room and took his mask off.

“For Y/N?” he asked as the five men stood up.

Seungcheol stepped forward, “What’s going on with Y/N?”

The doctor sighed, “We’ve conducted a standard exam and found various bruises and lacerations to her body, she hit her head and was kicked in the abdomen as well. We found some scarring from a previous operation so there is a chance that the scar tissue could tear which could cause major internal bleeding-”

Everyone gasped as the doctor continued.

“In the meantime, we’ve taken her to run some tests and have some scans done to ensure that her head has no fractures and that the scar tissue wasn’t affected. Once she’s done, we’ll be moving her to a different room where we’ll be keeping her overnight for observation. A nurse will come get you once she’s all set.” he nodded as everyone thanked the doctor before he walked off.

Seungcheol’s legs gave way and collapsed in the closest chair, resting his head in his hands. He couldn’t believe this was happening. You had literally been back for two weeks and you had already gotten yourself into trouble.  He knew that he should’ve kept better tabs on you after you left but you didn’t know that they were going to find out once you got back to Korea.

“Cheol…” Wonwoo said worriedly. None of the managers had ever seen Seungcheol this emotional before. He was known to be strong willed and quick to think on his feet so it was unusual for them to see him in this state.

The group sat in silence, watching Seungcheol warily as they waited for the nurse to come get them. One by one, dozing off in their respectful chairs.

The nurse who came to get them thirty minutes later was surprised to see such good looking men waiting for the one trauma patient they had that night. Quietly clearing her throat, Jihoon was the first to awake.

“Sorry to wake you” the nurse said smiling apologetically, “Are you here for Y/N?”

Jihoon nodded his head, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes causing the nurse to inwardly squirm at how cute he was.

“Can we see her yet?” He asked, sleep evident in his voice.

The nurse nodded her head, “We’re in the process of moving her to an inpatient room. Why don’t you wake your friends up and head to room 1331? It’s going to be on the 3rd floor.”

Jihoon nodded his head thanking the nurse before proceeding to wake up the four other men.

They made their way to your room with heavy hearts. Though most of them had just met you earlier that week, they all recognized that you fit in just fine with the group and all had somewhat grown a slight attachment to you. Seungcheol, Joshua and Jihoon’s being the strongest.  

Since highschool, Seungcheol had always looked out for you, be it from bullies or any potential suitors he did not approve of. Both sets of your parents were close so in turn, he looked at you like the younger sister he never had.

You and Joshua had managed to catch up over coffee and lunch that week and found out that you two had associated in the same circles in college, with many of your friends being mutual which blew you away. You two had a lot in common and it was really easy being friends with him, which made you wonder why you never got to know him in the first place.

Jihoon on the other hand was taking it hard because he had been there and was so angry at himself when he didn’t listen to his mind and offer to walk you home. He knew that the two of you lived close to one another since you two often saw each other leaving your respective buildings in the morning. He didn’t want to admit it, but as the week wore on and you constantly making sure that he was eating, he had developed a slight attraction towards you.

You and Jeonghan bonded over gossip, not that you two were big ones, but the two of you would share what you had heard that day in the break room from the girls in marketing and HR. Wonwoo had grown fond of you as well since the two of you shared a love for books, you even telling Wonwoo that your book collection might be bigger than his which he didn’t believe.

The five now stood in front of your door, unsure who should open it. Everyone looked at Seungcheol who was looking extremely stressed out though he told the guys nothing. It was Joshua who had reached forward for the door knob but before he could open it, the door opened revealing the same nurse.

“Ah, great you guys are here.” She said opening the door wider so all five could enter.

“How is she?” Seungcheol asked getting straight to the point while looking at you.

You had a bandage wrapped around your head with various cuts and bruises noticeable around your cheek area which Jihoon noted was where you had been slapped earlier on. You had few bandages on your wrists and your legs were covered by a blanket so no one could see the damage down there.

“She’s strong.” The nurse said looking at the chart, “Her vitals are fine but we won’t know about the extensive damage until after her test results come back. We’re going to keep her here till she wakes up and then the doctor said if there are no further complications, she’ll be able to go home.’ She hesitated looking at the five of them, “However, she’ll have to be under supervision just in case. She’ll be in a lot of pain and we wouldn’t recommend her being alone for the time being. Does she have anyone that she can stay with? Parents perhaps?”

All eyes turned to Seungcheol who shook his head, “Her parents are currently living in the States right now so she’s here alone. She can always…” he was about to suggest that you stay with him when he realized that he, Wonwoo and Jeonghan would be out of town this week due to a conference.

Jihoon saw Seungcheol’s hesitation knowing that he would have wanted you  to stay with him, but he knew that he was going out of town. Not knowing what compelled him to do so, Jihoon spoke up.

“She can stay with me.”

All eyes turned to him as Jihoon nodded his head in confirmation.

“Are you sure? She can always stay with Joshua…” Seungcheol said not wanting to trouble one of the best managers he had.  “I know you’re busy with a lot of things right now…”

Joshua nodded his head in confirmation not minding at all.

“It’s okay. I have nothing planned this week anyways except the usual work load” Jihoon said, “I don’t mind at all.” He reassured. “She can work from home for the time being till she heals. It’s my one week that I’m clear of meetings and I can handle the paperwork without her..”

The group nodded in unison amazed at Jihoons change of attitude, “Okay then, take care of her. Call me if anything happens.” Seungcheol said as Jihoon nodded wondering why something would happen.

The nurse nodded her head, “If that’s the case, I’ll have you fill out her paperwork if you want to come out with me. Because she has the room to herself, we’ve left the second bed and a cot free should any of you decide to stay.”

The five boys thanked the nurse before Jihoon left with her to fill out the appropriate paperwork leaving Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Joshua and Wonwoo to sit in your room.

Seungcheol let out a heavy sigh as he ran a hand through your hair, “It wasn’t supposed to happen like this…” he muttered catching the other three’s attention.

“Seungcheol, why would someone attack Y/N?” Joshua asked. The whole group was curious though it seemed like Seungcheol was the only one with the answers.

Seungcheol let out a big sigh, “It’s….complicated..” he started, his mind deep in thought. “I’ll explain later okay?” he gave the group a tight smile in which they accepted. They could see that he was at his breaking point and didn’t want to drive that any further.

Soon, Jihoon returned and Seungcheol, Wonwoo and Jeonghan left in Wonwoo’s car despite Seungcheol wanting to stay till you woke up. They had meetings to attend to and they had a three hour drive ahead of them so they needed to rest.

To reassure Seungcheol even more, Joshua offered to stay with Jihoon till you woke up. Which actually did. Jihoon and Joshua, both too worried to fall asleep, sat in your hospital room, talking about things like work, life and things that people spoke about in the middle of the night when they were really tired. They were very much alike, with Joshua treating Jihoon like the younger brother he never had.

The next morning, you started waking up with a bunch of questions running through your head.. Where were you? Were you dead? No...everything hurt too much for you to be dead. Your eyes slowly opened but you shut them due to the brightness as you let out a moan in pain.

Jihoon, whose was in the chair closest to your bed shot up when he heard your moan, in the process waking Joshua up too.

“Y/N?” Jihoon asked quietly, getting a moan in response.

“Y/N?” Joshua tried this time, both watching you hesitantly as you slowly opened your eyes as they quickly adjusted to the light.

Both sighed in relief as your eyes fully opened.

“What happened?” you croaked because your throat was dry which had Joshua handing you a cup with a straw.

He and Jihoon helped you sit up as you sipped the water, the moisture making it easier to swallow.

After having the doctor check you over and explaining that outside of the bruise on your face and bump on your head that would be present for a while, there was no major damage, you were given the clear to leave that afternoon. He advised that you shouldn’t be alone since you may need assistance and explained to you that you would be staying at Jihoons for a few days until you healed completely.

Despite trying to argue with Jihoon that you were okay, Jihoon was adamant and used the excuse that since you were currently under him directly, he wanted to make sure that your well being was okay and knowing that you were injured and living alone didn’t sit well with him and Joshua explained that his place was currently undergoing renovations or else he would have offered for you to stay with him as well.

At that you reluctantly agreed making the two boys happy.

After the doctor left, you, Joshua and Jihoon decided to have the nurse help you change out of the gown. Joshua had run to your apartment with the key Seungcheol had given him to grab a change of clothes and your belongings.

Soon, you were sitting in Jihoon’s car on the way to his apartment.

The drive was quiet as you looked out the window deep in thought.

You were trying to process what happened in the last day. There was work, then you went out with the managers for dinner and drinks and you got to converse with Jihoon on a personal level and you got to know your boss more, after that you went home and then the attack…

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. ‘How did they find me and how am I still alive..?’  Thinking back to the hospital you recalled a conversation with the nurse who was looking you over before you got discharged.

“He seems to really care about you.” the nurse said humming as she looked over your charts and you looked at her with a confused expression.

“Sorry...who?” you asked, she was probably referring to Seungcheol. Joshua had said something about how Seungcheol was hesitant to attend a conference because of your state but the guys managed to convince him to go.

“The one who rode with you in the ambulance. He didn’t leave your side until the doctors started observing you  and when the police came to ask him questions about the attack but even after that he back at your side with the other gentleman.” she smiled at you, “The detective told me that he was really brave for what he did and that you probably meant alot to him if he was willing to protect you like that.”

You realized then and there that the nurse had been talking about Jihoon. You heard from Joshua that Jihoon rode with you in the ambulance and with a quick glance at his hands which were holding the steering wheel, you saw that a few of his knuckles were bandaged up and blood was starting to seep through them.

You glanced at Jihoon’s face from the corner of your eye and met his causing you to both look away at the same time.

As Jihoon unlocked the door to his apartment he took out his phone and called Joshua to let him know that the two of you were back at his apartment. Joshua soon responded saying that he’d be by with a few of your things Seungcheol packed for you before he left for the conference.

“This is my guest bedroom but I guess your room for now..” Jihoon said as he opened another door, “Please..make yourself at home and feel free to use anything. My room’s down the hall so if you need-”

“You’re already doing too much Jihoon.” you said softly with a smile and looked at him, “Thank you. For everything.”

Jihoon swore he felt a blush creep up his face but shook it off and cleared his throat. “I-I’ll let you get settled in then.” he said before turning around and leaving you with what you had from the hospital.

After you washed up in the adjoining bathroom, you opened the door and heard a curse from the kitchen. You followed the silent curses and peeked around the corner and saw Jihoon trying to change his bandages but kept ddropping the gauze that had to be wrapped around his hand.

Making your way over to him, you picked up the gauze when it fell again and gently placed it on the counter. No words were said as you took Jihoon’s injured hand and dabbed it with the ointment from the first aid kit. Jihoon tried not to react as you blew gently on the wound, instantly taking away the sting that he initially felt.

Taking the gauze, you placed it on the wound and held it gently as you wrapped it in place.

“Thank you.” Jihoon said touched by your kindness. He gave you a smile which you returned. “How are you feeling?”

You tilted your head to the side, “The doctor said I should be in more pain after the medication they gave me wears off but I’m fine right now. What do you want to do?”

“We could...watch a move till Joshua gets here,” Jihoon suggested and you nodded your head. Jihoon was surprised to see that you agreed to watch an action movie but was happy to know that you were a Marvel fan as well.

“You seriously haven’t watched Black Panther?” he asked casually while getting popcorn. Joshua had texted him earlier and had an emergency at the office so he would drop by later in the evening.

“I never had the time to watch movies or anything. I always worked.” you responded while making yourself comfortable on Jihoons couch with a blanket and many pillows.

Jihoon thought about your comment as he emptied the popcorn into a bowl. When was the last time he watched a movie? He turned to look at you from kitchen island and chuckled at how cozy you looked. He was happy you were comfortable around him and he could see why the other managers had taken to you so nicely, himself included.  You reminded him of someone but he couldn’t put a face to the name.

Turning around, he chuckled at the sight of you rolled up like a burrito with your phone in hand responding to a text. He put the popcorn between the two of you on the couch and started the movie.

Midway through, you took the medication the doctor prescribed to you while Jihoon went to get more popcorn and water. Just before the end, Jihoon felt a weight on his shoulder and turned his head slightly to see that you had fallen asleep. He remembered the doctor saying that the medication may make you drowsy so he wasn’t surprised.

He debated in his mind whether to move you or not and saw that the next movie was another movie he enjoyed.

‘It’s because I shouldn’t wake her’ he reasoned in his mind and ever so gently lifted his arm so that it wrapped around your shoulder and gently moved your head to the pillow on his chest and that was how Joshua found the two of you when he arrived shortly after..

- Anna~

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Losing Kathleen

How is one suppose to feel when the person who stood in church and made a promise to go to always protect you, dies? How is one suppose to feel when the person who made you who you are today gets sick and you can't do a fucking thing to change it? How does one feel when yet ANOTHER person is stripping from your life before becoming successful like they always swore you would? I don't know. I don’t really know how I expected to feel, all I knew was that I felt like the whole world was coming to an end. We had all been expecting things to get worse and even when it did it was still a big reality check and shock to us. I remember the day you told me about your cancer, the time you had left and how the next couple months were going to go. It was also the day I found out my mom was gay, but thats a story for another time. Kathleen had come to visit me, I had just given birth to Naomi, my daughter. Naomi was maybe a month old? It was 2015 and we had been trying to make time to meet up so she could get to spend some more time with her. I had been avoiding and dreading having this conversation and pretending that it wasn't real, I was in denial. Sever denial. When she came in the door she gave me a hug and I went to go hand her Naomi and she told me to wait and I already knew what was going down. This was it, the time for the talk. She looked right at me and said “Its really bad, Kris.” She was the only person I was okay with calling me “Kris or Krissy”. Me being me I did my typical “I know everything” attitude said “yeah, I know.” She assured me that I really did not know. “Im not going to be here much longer, the cancer could spread faster or slower. Either way I know I have a few months, maybe a year. But a year would be pushing it.” She started apologizing to me, “I'm sorry I won't be here for any of her birthdays, I might not be able to see you graduate or get married.” I started to cry because reality was finally hitting me, and hitting me hard. How am I suppose to take that? I just gave birth, I was about to start my senior year in high school, just got my first car. These were the things that went through my head, I was only 17. But I instantly felt selfish because here I am worrying about how I am going to get through this and deal with her having cancer, but the real thing I should be worrying about is how is SHE going to handle this? Yes, my life was changing now but HER life was changing completely. Everything was coming to an end for her. How did she feel knowing that she's on a time limit for life now? In all honestly I doubted her and her ability to get through it. It hurts to say but it is true. How on earth could she get through fucking cancer? How is she even able to breathe and not cry while telling her goddaughter that she's dying and there us nothing we can do about it? I know it absolutely killed her on the inside. Luckily though, Kathleen was always good at being honest with me. My whole life was based on a lie, but she always told me the truth. The truth hurts sometimes but whenever she told me something honestly, it just built more of my trust in her and I needed that more than anyone could ever know. To this day I still say that her being honest with me about the whole process and how her cancer is going, kept me going. It kept me sane in times of worry. I needed her to be as honest as possible so I could understand. That day on the couch with her changed my entire life, forever. It is burned into my memory and I will always cherish it. This was our first real one on one together with nobody else around. From that day on I spent every day worrying. But believe it or not that conversation was almost 5 years ago. She lasted 4 years later after that conversation. Let me repeat that, with STAGE 4 CANCER SHE LIVED 4 YEARS LATER AFTER THAT CONVERSATION. 4 whole years of love and laughter and tears. 4 years of concerts and trips and barbecues and dance parties and long talks. Kathleen made it see me graduate, she made it through not only Naomi’s 1st birthday but she made it through, the 2nd and the 3rd. She was alive to see me get engaged to Rasheed. She was able to see me get into college. All the things we swore she would miss because she wouldnt be here, she was here for and then some.I wish I could tell you all about the amazing life lessons she taught me in those 4 years. It was real life shit, real life things nothing was sugar coated. The times I spent with her not only in my early years of life, but as I got older and needed her the most she ALWAYS showed up for me and that is something I will always be grateful for. A few days before she died, it was a very dark and dreary time. I was visiting her as best I could and knew our time with her was coming to an end, and I was prepared for it. She had been preparing me for 4 years for these last couple days. When I went to go see her for the first time in hospice, I was nervous because they had told me that she is not fully there and she's struggling to breath and eat. I was shaking as I walked into the room and she looked at me. “Kristas here”, she started crying. I felt my heart leave my chest and I wanted to collapse and throw up all at the same time because I was so, so sad. But, I made a promise to not let her see me break like she did 4 years ago on that couch. I had to be strong, for once, I needed her to see me be strong. She cried and I held her hand and she kept saying how sorry she was. I assured her that there was literally NOTHING to be sorry about. “I wont be able to see you get married, or have another baby or get a house or graduate college”. But she didn't realize she already had. She was there for me to graduate highschool, give birth to my first child, get into college and see me get engaged. Everything, every milestone, she was there. The last time I saw her, she was very very weak. I knew this was the last time I would hear her voice and see her. She asked me if there was anything I wanted to say. I told her about a very fond memory that was one of the best moments of my childhood. It was january of 2006, my aunt rhonda had recently passed away a few weeks before the new year. I was very depressed during this time. Kathleen always knew music would cheer me up. We were driving in her car and I was silent, still numb from the pain. She said “hey, do you know who Lauryn Hill is?” I shook my head no. “I want you to hear something”. She took out this bright red CD and it was The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill. The first song that played was “Cant Take My Eyes Off of You”. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, it was the mostt interesting and beautiful music I had ever heard. It made me so happy and we started to sing together with the windows down. I smiled and she smiled at me. “Thats what you wanted to tell me before I die?” I said “Well, yeah. It was the best memory I remember because during that time where i thought I could never be happy again and everyone was doing what they could to make me smile, only YOU knew what to do. You played me one song and it just took all the sadness away”. She smiled and I gave her a soft hug and we said “I love you”. As I was getting ready to leave the room she said “Keep in touch, kid” and softly smiled and I smiled back and said “I will”. It was our version of “goodbye”. She didn't like when we said “goodbye”. She passed away a few days later. Losing Kathleen was a hurt I never knew I could feel. But loving Kathleen was an experience and blessing that only those who know her could feel. I wish everyone could've felt that kind of love. The kind of love where someone actually cares about your life. I miss her with every ounce in my body. I feel angry sometimes knowing others miss her just as much as I do when I feel like I'm the only one who deserves to grieve, but thats the selfish in me. If you read this long, I appreciate you. Thank you all for reading my first blog, it means the whole world to me.

I miss you Kathleen, and hope you're somewhere reading my blog and listening to lauryn hill.