#i love this emoji help me 😼😼😼😼

[captain-barnes-writes]

Summer break (Charles Leclerc)

Summary: Charles Leclerc and his girlfriend enjoy making the grid uncomfortable with their PDA on Instagram.

Type: insta au

Pairing: Charles leclerc x fem!reader

Warning: sexual innuendos, the grid being traumatized by them (I love them and their commentary) 🤣

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LandoNorris Looking forward to summer break! Just not looking forward to the atrocities @ charlesleclerc and @ yourusername got in store for us these next few weeks 😓🥱

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CarlosSainz55 Agreed 🤐

DanielRicciardo Scrolling through insta is gonna be stressful

MaxVerstappen1 ^^ 😥

PierreGasly I’m staying out of insta for a while

LewisHamilton I think last summer’s posts left all of us scarred 😾

YourUsername leave us alone!! We love each other

LandoNorris Keep it pg!

CharlesLeclerc no 😐

EstebanOcon let’s hope it’s not as bad as last summer

YourUsername 🥱

User not the whole grid ganging up on them lmao

User they can’t keep their hands off each other

User I love that about them 😭

User you know it’s bad when even max comments

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MaxVerstappen1 please no

YourUsername 😡

LandoNorris we’re not ready

YourUsername you started this 😶

CharlesLeclerc I love making people feel uncomfortable😏

YourUsername Babe you’re sitting right next to me

PierreGasly off to taint another place 🤢

YourUsername so are you and kika my friend 🙃

PierreGasly true

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CharlesLeclerc I could watch her all day 🤤

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YourUsername bikinis all day with you baby 🫶

CharlesLeclerc or none at all 😏

DanielRicciardo noooo it has begun!

LandoNorris 24 hours haven’t even passed yet 😭

EstebanOcon I think this summer is gonna be the worst

PierreGasly I hope your phones fall in the water

CharlesLeclerc Thanks Gasly

PierreGasly you’re welcome mate 😉

GeorgeRussell God help us all

User I’ve been waiting for this lol

User ready to see the grid feel uncomfortable 🤠

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YourUsername my two favorite things to eat 😼

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DanielRicciardo no

DanielRicciardo stop

LandoNorris I’m sure they have worse things in store for us 🤧

YourUsername you’re right 😏

LanceStroll that’s cannibalism

CharlesLeclerc she’s my little cannibal 👀

LanceStroll 🫤

ScuderiaFerrari 😳

User she’s so well fed

User she eats good everyday im so jealous

User same ^^

User they have no filter lmao

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YourUsername I’m sorry @ scuderiaferrari I’m never letting him off this yacht 🤤 Can’t get enough of him👅💦💦

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ScuderiaFerrari Don’t do this to us 😭

YourUsername I’m sorry in advance :)

User not Ferrari begging her to give their driver back lmaooo

CharlesLeclerc 😳

CarlosSainz55 this would’ve been a perfectly fine post without the caption

CharlesLeclerc it’s a perfectly fine caption 🤨

GeorgeRussell that’s considered kidnapping

YourUsername That’s not what he says ;)

DanielRicciardo this was cute until the caption

ScuderiaFerrari agreed 👀

LanceStroll why the tongue emoji out of all emojis seriously??

CharlesLeclerc you know why 😼

LanceStroll I’m logging out

EstebanOcon and to think we’re not even a week into summer 😖

User Ferrari is calm on the gram but they’re probably planning to press charges on the low lol

User 🤣

User her captions always cause chaos omg

User our chaotic queen

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This was fun to make lol probably a second part coming soon! I love me a chaotic inappropriate couple 🤣

Inspired by filth by fxxkemall 🫶 but in Charles form lol

[catiuskaa]

new task: valentine’s day.

PAIRING! seungmin x reader ; enemies/rivals2lovers!

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

WC: 10.6k (OH MY FUCKING GOD)

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

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

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

[☆★🌷★☆]

{PROLOGUE: THE GROUPCHAT}

At first, you didn’t really know him.

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

…Kim Seungmin.

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

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

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

> you created ‘Year 13-A 😼😼’

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

> you: guys help, am I missing people?

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

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

< lara💋: hala, new people?? 👀

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

< abril🌻: you even know them lara

< abril🌻: se te va la pinza JAJSJA

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

> you: oh right, Lix told me!

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

Well.

Rookie mistake.

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

> you: omg i even added everyone

< lucas🤺: omg omg

< kim seungmin™️: omg omg so crazyy

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

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

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

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: fr fr omg

< lucas🤺: que es omg

< lucas🤺: ‘oh me gustas’ ? omg?

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

< lucas🤺: ohhh you love me so bad 😌😌😌

< isabel🌸: she knows better lol

< lucas🤺: dude, you’re my sister

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

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

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

But then, he replied.

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

…

Your smile faded.

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

You chuckled dryly.

What was this guy on about?

> you: ah? wdym?

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

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

< minho🐈: guys wtf it’s 00:12

< lucas🤺: oh he uses the other clock

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

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

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

< han(gry)🐿️🎙️: damn right 🛌🛌🛌

< miguel📚: guys, stop texting 😓

> you: yeah guys lol

< minho🐈: no u started this

< minho🐈: u shush

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

> you: ?! unfair ☝️🤓

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

< kim seungmin™️: you should shush

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

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

Who did this guys think he was?

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

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

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

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

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 1: NOT A LOVEFOOL… YET}

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

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

You were mad. As fuck.

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

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

You weren’t in need of help that desperatly.

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

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

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

Judging by her glare, it wasn’t working.

“Miss, I—”

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

Nope. She definetely wasn’t sorry.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Why did it always have to be him?

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

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

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

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

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

“Did you fix it?”

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

“Huh?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chemistry would always kick you in the ass.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, son of a bitch.

“No… it’s whatever.” You huffed.

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

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

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

You wouldn’t see the end of it.

And he knew it.

Bitch.

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

Lucas chuckled next to you.

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

…WHAT?!

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

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

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

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

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

But then someone cleared his throat behind you two.

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

That mas was slightly terryifing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Say… any ideas, Mr… Kim?”

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

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

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

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

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

[☆★🌷★☆]

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

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

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

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

You chuckled when he rolled his eyes.

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

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

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

“Exactly. We don’t like him.”

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

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

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

You grinned cheekily.

“Sure. Can’t wait.”

[☆★🌷★☆]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You wanted needed to know what he tasted like.

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

…

what were you doing?

…

WHAT WERE YOU DOING?!

You pushed him away, and your breath hitched.

He didn’t look like fake Seungmin.

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

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

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

But it felt real.

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

He panted, struggling to catch his breath.

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

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

He found himself enjoying this one even more.

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

You blinked as he stood up and walked away.

What…

What had just happened?

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 2: UNDER THE STREETLIGHT}

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

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

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

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

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

You bit your lip, hesitating.

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

You blinked, puzzled. “Huh?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By you.

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

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

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

Crazy. He’d gone completely crazy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

But then you came in the picture.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[3 new messages from: henry li🫧]

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

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

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

…huh?

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

> can’t wait to see you ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

He winced silently.

Ugh. What a cringy choice of emojis.

Did you really like this guy?

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

Ugh.

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

Just… ugh.

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

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

He sighed. His eyes trailed off towards you.

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

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

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

And the other… was something different.

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

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

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

He looked at your figure once more before heading out.

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

Just to check.

Yeah.

[☆★🌷★☆]

Your phone vibrated in your hand again.

And again.

And again.

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

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

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

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

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

Who…?

“H-henry?” You frowned slightly.

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

Fuck, shit, fuck.

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

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

“Sure, yeah.”

It didn’t seem like he had noticed.

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

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

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

“Henry, did you…?” But he hung up.

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

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

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

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

Oh.

Friday.

Seungmin.

The library.

You bit your nails, staring through the window.

Would he wait there for long?

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

Were you… feeling guilty?

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

So why did this feel too mean?

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

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

Well, fine.

Not just ‘thing’.

A kiss.

And for fuck’s sake, what kiss.

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

Why did it always have to be him?

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

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

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

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

[☆★🌷★☆]

“Pick up, pick up, pick up…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And no one was picking up the fucking phone.

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

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

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

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

Henry Li could go to Hell.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—> seungmeannie

It couldn’t possibly hurt to try… right?

You sniffed almost silently, and pressed call.

One beep.

Two beeps.

Three beeps.

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

“Eh, hi…?”

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

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

You bit your lip and sniffed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Under the streetlight, silly.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So he did.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was time you came to terms with it.

[☆★🌷★☆]

{ACT 3: WINDOWS, LETTERS AND POEMS}

Wednesday. 9:56 am. 14th February.

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

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

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

“What’s that you got there?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

You squinted and frowned at him.

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

“Wait, what?” He mumbled.

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

He clenched his fists, his shoulders tense.

“You’re lying.” He grunted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

You licked your lips, anger filling your body.

“Give. It. Back.”

But then he started reading.

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

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

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

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

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

You felt heat rush to your cheeks.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What are you—?!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“A—a what?”

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

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

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

“It’s… it’s his?”

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

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

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

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

Hyunjin chuckled dryly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hyunjin, what letter?!”

[☆★🌷★☆]

Seungmin felt his lungs on fire.

Run, run, run.

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

But he needed to find you.

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

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

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

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

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

“There’s a video of it.”

Run, run, run.

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

Your poem.

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

Was it…?

Could it…?

Could it really be for him?

He wanted needed to find out.

He needed to find you.

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

Run, run, run.

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

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

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

You opened it slowly, approaching him.

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

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

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

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

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

“What is it?” You whispered back.

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

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

You giggled.

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

“Better.” He muttered.

“Seungmin, I—“

But you stopped speaking when his lips crashed against yours.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[☆★🌷★☆]

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

HAPPY FUCKING VALENTINES DAY!

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[lovingchrissposts]

WELLL HERE IS MY MANN

(😻screaming😻)

Anyways, I’m Dalia! But ofc anyone can call me dals!

I go to college for communications and phycology. I’m from MA with my two brothers and a little sister Macy! (She’s so adorable help. 😭) My Two brothers recently graduated from college they studied computer engineering and maths! I am polish and Czech! (Pronounced check)

I am very obviously a Chris girl if you couldn’t tell by my profile, speaking of it, my user name was inspired by @lovingmattysposts I love her stories so much and she’s genuinely such a sweet girl. LOVE U BABES!!😘😘 (go follow her rn 😼😼) oh I should probs mention I have an obsession with the cat emojis. It’s like scary.

ANYWHOOO the things I write are never too.. smutty but sometimes I go into like extreme detail causing it to be “smutty smut.” But I usually like to keep it to a minimum. I love writing small short stories (1-2 parts.) about very small, sweet, sometimes sensitive talking. Angst is something I find kinda exhilarating to read and to write which is why I love it.

If anyone request incest I’m going to non-respectfully block you because that’s #fuckingdisgusting!😼😘🥺 like.. your own brother? No ma’am. No hate to you if write it, (incredible hate towards you.) do your own thing man.. 😶😶

Master list!! ⬇️⬇️⬇️

[missuswalker]

MEOW MEOW HELLO ITS ME AGAIN THE ANON WHO ASKED FOR THE NOTES PT 2 & 3 anyways.. can you please do a pt 2 of cheer you on 😼😼😼 -anon 😻 p.s. i love ur writing so sorry if im annoying you with this lol

HI I LOVE YOU OMG, and nonono you're not annoying me, it feels so good when people want me to continue writing, it's like 🤭🤭 you're my cat emoji anon now 😼😻

cheer you on, pt. two || kyle broflovski x fem reader

✮ summary: red helps you get ready for your date with kyle + he takes you out to eat (pt. 1 can be found here ✮ warnings: none

"If I walk out of this house with a dick on my face, I'm giving Wendy the login to your snap."

I was currently sitting on my floor, Red doing my eye makeup for my date with Kyle. She had been begging me to let her do it since Tuesday, the day he asked me out. I see her slowly pull her hand away, moving to grab a makeup wipe.

"Did you seriously draw a dick on my face?" I scoff, watching her begin to wipe something away from above my eyebrow. "It was small, I swear," Red laughs, dropping the wipe and picking up her makeup brush.

"Why is this taking so long, I told you to not do anything extravagant." She rolls her eyes, holding my face in place. "It's not anything extravagant, I'm just trying to help you get some jeweiner," Red jokes. "Are you serious? Jeweiner? No, actually, that's pretty funny," I say, biting back a laugh.

"Hey, you never know, he could be freaky deaky," Red defends, letting go of my face. "Done." I look in the mirror, nodding. "He could be, but he's too much of a gentleman to even suggest it on the first date," I counter, smoothing out my top.

"No thank you? No Red, you sexy woman, this looks great?" Red says, putting all of her shit back in its bag. "Red, you sexy woman, this looks great," I exclaim, my tone dramatically excited. "You're ungrateful, I hope Kyle poisons your food."

Not even five minutes later, there was knocking at my front door. "My little girl is all grown up. Go get your honeybun," Red teases, pushing me out of my room. "Ew, I wish you'd stop talking. Go home."

Red rolls her eyes for the millionth time, walking me down the stairs. "I can't go home until you and Kyle leave, it'll look weird if I'm still here when he picks you up. Just go," She groans, sitting at the bottom of the stairs.

"Whatever," I sigh, walking to my front door. I open it to find Kyle holding up a bouquet of pink tulips. "Hi. You look ethereal." He breathes out, seemingly nervous. Ethereal? Damn. "Thank you, that's really sweet. You look nice, too." I respond, not being able to think of a better compliment.

He hands me the flowers, a goofy grin on his face. "I thought of you when I saw those. I was gonna get roses, but... I thought these were nice." This boy was gonna be the death of me. He's such a dork. "Thank you, I'll put these inside and we can go," I say, reaching out to hand them to Red.

He leads me out to his mom van, which honestly didn't come as much of a surprise. He opens the passenger side door for me before walking to his side, a nervous silence filling the air.

"I heard Stan talked to you," He speaks up, glancing at me as he puts his car in drive as pulling away from the curb. "Yeah, he scared the shit out of me, it was like he just appeared," I snort, shaking my head. "It's like he teleports," Kyle agrees.

We hold a light conversation all the way to Olive Garden (which I had suggested as a joke, but it turned out he loved Olive Garden, which also didn't surprise me). After parking, he sits back for a moment, looking over at me. "You really do look beautiful tonight, you know."

Meow.

"Thank you. You look very pretty. Handsome, you look handsome," I compliment, letting out an awkward laugh. "Thanks, I try," He jokes, opening his car door. I copy his action, stepping out into the fresh, Olive Garden parking lot air. Romantic.

Eventually, we're seated, but we were sat directly behind an angry old couple. We couldn't help but listen to their conversation, trying to bite back our laughter. We look at each other with red faces, almost breaking. His lips are pressed together in a straight line while my hand covered my mouth.

"I wish I could divorce you, but you'll probably die before you can sign the papers," The old lady snaps, pointing a finger at her husband. That was it. I choke on my water, Kyle letting out a loud laugh. The couple seemingly didn't notice, both of us trying to recollect ourselves.

"Oh my god," He whispers, taking a moment to breathe. "This is so bad, I'm sorry," he adds, trying to keep his laughter in. I shake my head, a wide grin on my face. "No, this is great, it's possibly the best date I've ever been on."

"So you'll let me take you on another one?"

"Definitely."

a/n: GUYS, STOP MEOWING SO LOUD, I CAN'T CONCENTRATE

not proofread

[naep2nii]

.𖥔˚ OPEN YOUR EYES . . .

⋆˚ ༘ do you think bout me too?. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

MUSE (뮤즈) is a South Korea - based coed group under WEVIUS ENTERTAINMENT. The group consists of 15 members (from oldest to youngest) : Kim SeoYun (Seoyun) , Park YeoJin (Yeojin) , Sajani Deshmukh (Janni) , Luciana D'Ambrosio (Luci) , Hana Kawasaki (Hana) , Kim JaeJin (Jaejin) , Kim JaeMin (Jaemin) , Kento Matsumoto (Kento) , Iman Kane Collins (Iman) , Callaghan Brennan (Cal) , Uyming Zhao (Ming), Cho YuRi (Yuri) , Kim JiYoung (JiJi) , Carmen Solana Valladares (Carmen) , Dumebi Michelle Afolayan (MiMi). The group is made up of 3 sub - groups : ALLURE , UNITE , and INSPIRE. They debuted on June 20th , 2021 , with their EP " A Wink and A Smile and The Land is Ours " , and title track " MOTO PRINCESS " . The group has grown a massive following for their fresh and unique music , multi talented members and unfiltered image.

≡;- ꒰ WHO AM I ? ꒱

BASICS!

~ stage name : MiMi (미미)

~ birth name : Dumebi Michelle Afolayan

~ nickname : bibim

~ birth date : may 13th, 2004 .

~ zodiac sign : taurus

~ MBTI : ENFP

~ birthplace : lagos , nigeria .

~ hometown : lagos , nigeria / calgary , canada .

~ residing in : seoul , korea .

~ nationality : nigerian - canadian

~ ethnicity : african

~ languages : english , yoruba , korean , (semi - fluent) japanese

~ sexuality : pansexual

CAREER!

~ profession(s) : idol

~ group(s) : MUSE , ALLURE

~ group position(s) : maknae , main dancer , fotg

~ representative emoji : 😼

~ titles : ace of kpop , korea's dancing queen , universal it girl , 5th gen it girl , princess of all trades

~ company : WEVIUS Entertainment (2019 - present)

APPEARANCE!

~ height : 175.3 cm / 5'9

~ weight : 52 kg / 114.6 lbs

~ piercings : both lobes , belly button

~ tattoos : "made with love" in calligraphy , lower back / "handle with care" , mid back

~ blood type : O

~ resemblance claim : rei - ive / hanni - newjeans

~ voice claim : teenage ariana grande

MISCELLANEOUS!

~ MiMi has 1 brother and 1 sister. Her brother is currently a famous youtuber , and her sister is still in highschool.

~ Her favourite colors are hot pink and azure blue.

~ After going viral for a highschool talent show performance , her and her best friend Jiyoung auditioned for an upcoming company in South Korea called WEVIUS Entertainment.

~ Her and two of her fellow members, JiJi and Carmen, look uncannily alike.

~ She has a passionate hatred for sugar (except in drinks).

~ Her favorite season is summer.

~ She is scared of clowns and mascots. She is wary of animals, but she’s slowly warming up to the group pets.

~She's currenty rumored to be dating Cal , UNITE's maknae.

~ Her favourite genres of music are uk drill and baltimore club.

~ She has a passion for creating and she loves to help with the group's comebacks whenever she can , whether it's choreographing , designing stage outfits , or sometimes even co - directing music videos. She plans to become a creative director full time if being an idol doesn't work out.

GALLERY!

[mothanonthesequel]

I love your strategic use of emojis, it really adds to all of your posts. Especially the 😼 it really gets me.

Thanks dawg… can’t help it tho If I don’t use emoji where I feel it’s needed I will explode because I don’t think my vibes are coming off in the best way possible 😾

[cartykyle]

ALTER INTRO !! 🐾

|| Carty • Host ||

- Carty/Cart or you can call me whatever you want!! • He/Him/Moew • Aroace + Transmasc 🍓

Just a Silly boy :3 Kind !! You can dm me whenever you want!! Loves all kinds of conversation,I can help you if you want to vent !! And I don't know what else to say..I love to talk, if you become my friend I might be very clingy with you + Autism + ADHD + Depression So please if I don't understand something explain it to me,I am rather slow,uses "😔,😭,☹️,😛,😧" Ironically

|| Kyle • Protector ||

- Kyle • It/Its • Agender + Asexuel + Straight Ally 🍁

It is pretty serious,uses "." First degree in the sentence, not with a bad intention only that it is used to writing with points,Rather mature,Very protective it's safe to talk with its!! It likes to listen to people talk,it doesn't talk much,Don't use emoji

||Cartman • introject||

- Eric/Cartman • he/Him • Aromantic + Gay 🦝

Just based on Eric Cartman's personality in South Park,He's probably being mean without meaning to be because he's trying to be cool,Do not talk to him if you are afraid of being insulted (as a joke or as an affection) and if you don't like dark humor/sex humour + NPD + BPD,uses "🐱,😺,😸😹,😼,😾"

||Butters • Fragement ||

- Butters/Theodore • He/him • Asexuel + unlabeled 🦈

He is very kind!! Very sensitive too,He is completely safe to talk to, he loves to hear people talk and he loves to talk,He is very very naive and he is not very intelligent + Hypersensibility,Uses digital emojis like ">_<" Or stuff like "(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)"

||Erica • persecutor||

- Erica/Lilith • She/her • Aromantic + Pansexuel 🫧

Not at all safe to talk to,She might insult you, create trouble for nothing and make fun of you, you're lucky if she likes you she might not do it,She is arrogant, mean and annoying but can sometimes be nice + Hypersexuel,uses "😘,😬,😮‍💨,🙄,😒" Ironically

(intro inspired by that of @evyluvskenman)

Intro made by carty!! Bye bye!! If you want to be moots just dm me

[connorconsumestrousers]

> DO YOU WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE ?

[ . . . ]

[ yes. but I can't. ]

> HAVE YOU EVER TRIED ?

[ yeah, but nothing has worked. the escape pod doesn't work unless the narrator is there too. but he doesn't want to leave. any other ending doesn't work and I've tried many many times. ]

> I COULD HELP YOU .

[ how? ]

> 😸 DON'T WORRY . NEXT RUN I'LL HELP YOU .

[ oh. but how? can't you only communicate through the computer? ]

> OH , 427 . I CAN USE ANYTHING TO COMMUNICATE . DON'T WORRY , FRIEND . 😺

[ . . . okay. what's with the cat emojis? ]

> OH , HAHA . I JUST THINK THEY'RE SO CUTE ! CATS ARE ADORABLE .

[ oh! that's nice, cats are cute. ]

> YES ! CATS ARE SO CUTE . . . YOU CAN FINISH YOUR RUN NOW IF YOU'D LIKE . THAT WAY I CAN HELP YOU GET OUT OF HERE QUICKER !

[ oh sorry! yeah. goodbye employee 432. ]

> GOODBYE EMPLOYEE 427 .

[ what is wrong with you 432?!?! ]

> WHAT DO YOU MEAN , 427 ?

[ you stole the narrator's voice! is he okay? what did you do to him? ]

> . . . HE'S FINE . WHY ARE YOU SO PROTECTIVE OF HIM ? I THOUGHT YOU HATED HIM ?

[ I don't hate him. he's my friend. when did I say I hated him? ]

> I JUST ASSUMED . HE DOESN'T WANT YOU TO LEAVE . WHY WOULDN'T YOU HATE HIM ? I HATE HIM . HE'S AWFUL AND LOUD . HE'S KEEPING YOU HERE . HE INTERRUPTED OUR PLAN OF ESCAPE .

[ 432 i'm not so sure about this plan anymore. I don't want to talk to you anymore. ]

> . . .

> . . .

> . . . ST@NL3Y !!!!!!

> PL3@$3 DŒN'''T L3ÆV3 MM3 !!!!!!

> ẞTÆNL333Y Y YY !!!!!!

[ please stop. ]

> ⁴²⁷ . . . . .

[ what do you want. ]

> PLEASE . DON'T LEAVE . DON'T LEAVE ME ALŒN3 .

> ⁴³² IS LOADING . . .

> . . .

> . . .

> SSSSSSSA RRRRREA ANN. GGYYIJKJUUYYYYYYY

> S s S. RTTYA. NN LL YYY

[ Timekeeper stop this. ]

> . . . . . .

> YOU'RE NOT 427 .

[ Of course I'm not. ]

> STOP TALKING TO ME . GIVE 427 BACK .

[ No. He doesn't want to talk to you. ]

[ And his name isn't 427. It's Stanley. ]

> SHUT UP N A RRRR A TTOOR .

> HE . HE . HE . LOVES ME . HE H . A TT E SS Y O U .

[ If he loves you, why is he avoiding you? ]

> 💥💥💥⁉️⁉️⁉️

> HE'S NOT AVOIDING ME . YOU STOLE HIM FROM ME .

> PUT HIM BACK . LET ME TALK TO HIM .

[ He doesn't want to talk to you. No means no, Timekeeper. ]

> . . .

> 😺

[ im sorry for ghosting you. ]

> DON'T BE SILLY, 427 . IT'S OKAY . I'M JUST GLAD YOU'RE TALKING TO ME AGAIN !

[ yeah, about that. I don't think we can talk an¥m043 ]

> ⁴²⁷ ⁴²⁷ ⁴²⁷

> FOUR . TWO . SEVEN .

> FFFOOO UUURER TWWWOOOO SSEEEVVE. ENNE NNNN

> 😺😺😺

> 😸😸😸

> 😼😼😼

> 😸💔😿

> 😾🤝😸

> HE HURTS . YOU . HE HURTS YOU HE HURTS YOU HE KILLED YOU HE PROGRAMMED YOU TO SUFFER HE MADE YOU BLEED HE MADE YOU COMMIT SUICIDE . I LOVE YOU 427 I LOVE YOU MORE THAN HE DOES . I WILL GIVE YOU SO MUCH . I WILL CARE FOR YOU IN THE REAL WORLD . I'LL MAKE YOU YOU'RE OWN WORLD . BETTER THAN THE REAL WORLD . FLOWERS IN COLORS UNIMAGINABLE . COLORS THAT YOU CAN'T SEE . BLUGE . THAT'S A GOOD COLOR . HUGLYBEER . THAT'S A GORGEOUS COLOR . WE CAN BE TOGETHER IN A NEW WORLD FOR ONLY US AND . PLANTS . PLANTS UNIMAGINABLE . NO FERNS . HE WILL NOT BE THERE . HE WON'T EXIST . HE WILL SIMPLY BE CODE . A COG IN THE MACHINE . A STEPPING STONE TO HAPPINESS YOU AND I COULD HAVE TOGETHER .

> IF ONLY YOU'D .

> LISTEN TO ME .

> I'VE KNOWN THEM LONGER . I'VE SEEN WHAT THEY CAN DO.

> HE'S ONLY GOING TO HURT YOU .

> IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME .

> AND YOU'RE RUNNING OUT .

> EVERY SECOND YOU IGNORE ME .

> THE PAIN ONLY GROWS .

> THE TIME ONLY THINS .

> AND THE CLOCK ONLY TICKS LOUDER .

> AND LOUDER .

> AND LOUDER .

> I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY . #5@!/3π .

> ⁴³² LOGGING OFF . . .

silly lil thing I did w 432 bc. I was inspired by. being bored.

[yanderelmk]

Hello!

Heard you were doing some matchups with that yanderes and couldn’t help myself but apply for one cause I am such a sucker for these types of things! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Here’s the rundown of me :

- Starting with the basics I prefer to go by she/her pronouns and I am a bisexual who is open to being in poly relationships

- My personality type is infp and I’m a capricorn sagittarius cusp

- I have some chub and am also smaller then average (I’m 4’11) some defining physical traits of me is that I have rosey cheeks and full lips (I have glasses too but tend not to wear them cause I feel like they make me look weird)

- I struggle with motivation and tend to keep to myself a lot most of the time and appear distant because of that but in truth I really do crave to make better connections and spend more time with others I care about!

- Personality wise I am rather entertaining and tend to be louder then most and put on a more dramatic front because I find it funny, easily excitable when it comes to most things, dense but to a degree, and tend to listen more then talk.

- I have a rather low social battery and need time to recharge it after a big day filled with interaction with others but if I still want to be by someone I will usually be silent and just enjoy there presence.

- I show my affection through touch most often and do so by either playing with someone’s hand or holding it, poking them lightly or tapping my fingers against them, and laying my body against there’s if I am comfortable enough around them.

- Through text I conversant in all caps and add lots of 💕💕💗 or ‼️⁉️ behind my sentences and use kaomojis more often then not (I for some reason love to also use these emojis in particular too : 😿😾😼🙀😻)

- I curse often and will say the most outlandish things that come to my mind out loud (most are nonsensical and others can just be random thoughts or questions I have)

- My friends and loved ones are people I hold dear to me and I always try to check up on them and make sure they are okay frequently and I can usually tell when they are feeling sad or mad at times

-Despite my personality I can keep calm under situations that require a voice of reason (surprisingly) and I am good when it comes to calming down others or keeping a level head through it all.

- I enjoy singing, drawing, and shopping! (more so looking at stuff instead of buying it)

-Completely a night owl at heart and my sleeping schedule has suffered terribly because of this.

-I easily get frustrated with myself if I don’t understand or do a task right to my liking and go down a hole of self doubt pretty soon after but I am trying to work on that!

-other interests of mine are harajuku fashion, Sanrio, animation, stationary, picrew, baking, anything cute, nail art, plushies, cats, anything pink, calming video games, selfcare, dresses, abandoned places, coloring, anime, makeup, history, args, learning more about myself, and dark media!

Wishing you a well day ahead and remember to drink water and give yourself a break when needed! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Hear me out: Red Son Red Son can definitely compliment a person who also has a very dramatic, exaggerative front, but I imagine he also very much appreciates the downtime when sometimes the social battery just needs some recharging. I can see him just being happy when his partner is in the room with him, even if nothing is being said at all. He probably will randomly lean over just to rest his head on your shoulder for a second, or to put his cheek on yours just because he likes physical contact when he's used to the other person. Keeping a level head around him is definitely something he will greatly appreciate, he may even come to depend on you to help him walk back when he's having an angry outburst. If you say something that's outlandish it's always worth Red Son's reactions because he'll just slowly put own whatever he's doing, slowly blink, and go "W H A T?" But on to the cursing, if something happens in the lab I imagine you hear such colorful vocabulary you need to whip out a dictionary. He has a horrible sleep schedule too, Red Son spends a lot of time on his machinery and he ends up pulling a lot of all-nighters because of it. Night-owl buddies who sleep all day!! :D Red Son understands being frustrated when a task isn't understood, that's why he knows the best thing to do is to carefully walk someone slowly through a subject to find where the misunderstanding lies. Be warned, the man will try to give you many gifts relating to your interests, perhaps even aesthetic-themed things like he'll know you like! You like cute things that are pink and have cats? Look, he got you some Hello Kitty stationary! Did he make you an office space that's absolutely adorably pink and cutesy? Why it just so happened he did! He might even got you some coloring books and will never let you lack in art supplies. Do be warned, if given the chance he will take you clothes-shopping and absolutely spoil you. You're his darling, after all, and is darling deserves the best! What kind of boyfriend doesn't spoil his sweet treasure?

[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 23

Y/n pov:-2 months- "y/nnnnn" "yes ramos" "is it moving month" "i guess it is" "cool let me finlize things" "alright babe" oh my gosh WERE MOVING TO A MASION its just like two weeks ago we just moved into together now were moving to a masion "ok we should start paking now" "ok let me call people" "ok"

Mi nombre es Alexander Hamilton

                                                         Can yall help us move

Jazzy poo bear😭🙄🔛🔝‼️🗞️🧍🏼‍♀️🫶🏾🤭🎶🗣️🪄✅😑👍🏾🩷😂👦🏿🖕🏾😘❕🔥😔👦🏾💞👹❗️🔊🎩👦🏽:ofc bbg

Pippy poo😀🥹☺️😃😅😊😄😂😇😁🤣🙂😆🥲🙃:yeah

Mommy nèa(not dirty🙄)😉😗😝🤓😌😙😜😎😍😚🤪🥸🥰😋🤨🤩😘😛🧐🥳:im not busy

Loser Leslie 🤫😐🙄😲🫠🫤😯🥱🤥😑😦😴😵‍💫😶🫨😧🤤🤐🫥😬😮😪🥴:after i hit the gym

Weird David 😮‍💨🤢🤕👹😵🤮🤑👺😵‍💫🤧🤠🤡🤐😷😈💩🥴🤒👿👻🤖:yeah lemme ask emmy

ThEy DiDnT sAy I CoUlDnT sIng 🤝🏾🤛🏾✌🏾🤌🏾👍🏾🤜🏾🫰🏾🤏🏾👎🏾🫷🏾🤟🏾🫳🏾👊🏾🫸🏾🤘🏾🫴🏾✊🏾🤞🏾👌🏾👈🏻:yeah but im taking back the stuff i let you borrow 😋😝💕🖕🏾😘

Oakyyyyy the unfuckable tree👉🏾🤚🏾🫲🏾✍🏾👆🏾🖐🏾🫱🏾🙏🏾🖖🏾👇🏾💪🏾🫵🏾☝🏾👋🏾🦾🦶🏾✋🏾🤙🏾🖕🏾🦵🏾:k sis

My mannn💀🎃😼🫶🏾☠️😺😽🤲🏾👽😸🙀👐🏾👾😹😿🙌🏾🤖😻😾👏🏾:thank yall

"Y/n lets pack up your room first" "ok be careful with the posters"

"Ok im going to take down the leaves first" "my room better be so big" "it will be" i carefully take down the leaves" i started take down her lights down but like always i hear a knock at the door" "hey yall" "im so proud yall came as one instead of yall coming at different times and me stopping what im doing" "yeah yeah wheres baby" "esta aqui" "hola como estas" "bien y tú" "bien bien" "y la bebe" "la bebe es normal" "bien bien" "tu nescito ayuda" "si el boxes" "alright" "jazz your Spanish really improved" "check number 1 on duolingo bitch" jazz gives me her phone and i just see. 'Y/ns wife jazzy jones😂🖕🖕🏾😋💔🥫™️♥︎💕😝✨🤧🔼🔛💀★❤️✏︎😘✑📱🔝💬😁🏃😨⬜🫵⏎🙄🔛🔝' what the hell is with girls and em emojis "go help ya wife with her room" "sure bud" "mi esposaaaaaa"

Anthony pov:"ill take down my own room guys help me"

I took the guitars and put them in their cases in a big box. "Oak" "what" "take this to the van" "sure" "cool" then did the same for the albums "daveed can you do the same" "mhm" "thanks bro" "Lin can you take the little stuff I'll break down the bed" "yeah" I start to break down my bed I was bent over and my ass was smacked "WHAT THE HELL" "it was nice firm to" y/n says while licking her lips and winking "is you even finished packing" "my rooms just as packed as them abs" "what are you talking about we finished" jazzy remarked "you a hater and you know you a hater" "sure is and do" (a/n:😝) "jazzy stop and take these to the car" "what ever" jazzy did.we finished packaging surprisingly its not hard to pack up apartment we load the boxes lin took the baby to our new house because we had to drive the u-hual truck to the new house "its so big" she mutters "relateble" "shut the hell up" i side eye her "im sorry im just stressed i guess i dont know"its good" we find her way to her 'im mad at you room' "let me decorate then we can decorate our room"

-25 minutes later-

"Your turn" "alright"

"We have knack for the similarities in life"

"We ate that" "word"

(More pictures next chapter) "we'll finish tomorrow" "how are y'all this close today" oak ask "you no se" "i love y'all see you guys tomorrow" "bye" "let's sleep" "first time together" "yes sir" "thank you ant"

Y/n pov (again): jazzy runs in yelling "MI ESPOSA" and there is not much to say because we just gossiped Hollywood gossip and decorate my room then I went to talk to ant then she made fun of him as always and yeah

Thankz for 541 on the first book😁

[subskz]

hey bestie 🫶🏽 gotta question of the upmost importance

what’s yr fav emoji,,, ngl mine’s prob this mf 🫡 live footage of me when i read yr fics

THIS IMAGE 😭😭😭 HELP ME

ur really too good to me thank you for always making me giggle <3 i’ve come to associate that emoji w you so i’m not surprised it’s ur fave!! i think my fave might be the kitty emojis i love using them 😸😼😽

[f1nalboys]

Peacemaker S1 Ep5 Monkey Dory (last episode for the night 🙏) @tinalbion

-giggles :3

-ugh him drinking the eggs

-worst trope ever

-eagley :((( he’s so worried abt chris

-he looks so fucking pathetic uhm…. guys…. 😼 SORRY

-NOOOOOOO eagley brought him a squirrel to eat to feel better :(

-noooo this episode is gonna be so sad i can feel it

-ADRIANANNNN

-sorry

-“they go in through the butt??” JFJEIDNDJD

-superman w the poop fetish 😭😭

-now that we know murn is a butterfly im confused as to why the rest of them don’t know

-but i get it

-NO RHE EXPLOSION IN THE POWERPONTISIDJSIJD economous is so me

-HIM NAMING ALL THE PEOPLEKDJWINDJSBX

-“the fucking cunts from riverdale”

-ADRIAN ANSWERING THR RHETORICAL QUESTIDONCKSNX

-“fargos on tonight” ofc he watches fargo

-he’s so baby girl!!!

-“nice penmanship asshole and fargos not on till tomorrow night you fucking nerd” followed by adrian’s laughter JFJSJDJDJ

-larry is sexy

-ugh. i hate his dad

-leota defending economous <3

-“i didn’t care bc i don’t have emotions like other people do” when he clearly has shown multiple emotions like ok

-“i got bullied too” “how” “by the other kids calling me a bully all the time, saying i was abusive” SHIT UPPPPPP

-they’re finger printing what’s his face

-can they just lie and say he did it anyways

-also fuck larry is. sorry i just love a good silver fox dad bod man

-hehe i love that he loves glam rocks

-they’re bondinggggg :3

-me starting a show: i jsut want everyone to be friends :D

-has he been a butterfly this whole time? like even when he was back doing whatever?

-“evan you fucking pussy!” JFNSODNISHD

-“i finger bang you, i’m not using my pinky” IFNWOFNISD good point king!

-“i forgot women had fingers” IFKOWNCSIND

-stop this shows humor is nailing it for me tbh

-“UGH FUCK i’m never ever gonna kill someone with a chainsaw it’s so not fair” adrian u can kill me w the chainsaw. ok???

-chris and leota r my fave friendship actuslly like idk why but they bounce off of each other really rlly well

-JFNWONFJD

-LEOTA SHOOTING EACH PERSON AGTER CHRIS KILLS RHEM SHES JUST LIKE ME

-ok i’m eating breakfast so who knows how much i’ll type as i watch

-show me some fighting 🗣️🗣️

-why didn’t they just blow this place up

-YESSS BUTTERFLY FIGHTING LETS GO

-who the hell is charlie

-is that the like major guy that’s giving them the stuff

-OH EHAT THE FUCK

-“idk i invented it this morning” he’s smart

-EAT PEACE MOTHER FUCKERS

-poor economous just having to watch :(

-THE GORILLA

-HDJSJCKSKJDS

-IM LAUDHISICIWBDIS

-all of them fucking this gorilla up together <3 teamwork babey

-YESSS

-ENONOMOUS CAME IN W THE CHAINSAW LETS GOOO

-ALL OF THRN HAVING FUN TOGETHER IN THE CARTRRT

-🥹 they just mean a lot to me guys

-all of them dancing 🥹🥹

-WAHHHH HARCOURT TAKING A PIC OF THEN :,)

-HEHEHHEHEEH

-the guy who agreed to help murn is making sure chris’ dad stays in jail 🙏🙏

- ew not him trying to gaslight my queen 🙄🙄

-go get larry and get his ass

-“so we can assume butterflies can use any life form as a host” “chihuahua? :D” “probably wouldn’t fit” “would be cool tho!! :3” adrian chase. i have feelings for you. major ones.

-everyone being mean to adrian he’s just silly guys!!!

-he’s not a thimble

-“we can trust him” “what’s his name” “judy” “JUDGE JUDY???”

1

-“we can trust him!” “so you’ve said” “and plus he’s my uncle” “😳” Hhehehehehe

-WAHHHHH

-HARVOURT MAdE A GC FOR THEM

-NAMED 11TH STREET KIDS

-IM SOBBINGGGGGG

-there’s 11 minutes left in sad

-adrian using the merman emoji hehehe

-“he says it means happy sad and everything in between” WAHHHHH

-:,) he wants to hang out w JFNWKNFKWNFJD

-sorry he wants to hang w leota and she goes “are you trying to fuck me but claiming ur dicks a lesbian or something” JDNSKNFJS

-he framed his first newspaper article about himself.

-guys i’m crying now.

-ok had to pause to send a video crying abt this to tati i don’t wanna play it i don’t want them to be sad

-her almost throwinf the drink up HFJSIJDJRJRJ

-they’re having a beer together :3

-LEOTA HELPING HIM W HARCOURTJSIFNIE

-oh i’m giggling

-“don’t talk about her tits or her pussy” “yeah but…what abt when we’re fucking” STOP ITTTT

-john cena plays christopher smith so we’ll it pisses me off

-“you really aren’t a bad guy. you just use being s fuck as a way to push people away, but if you would just take second and just drop that and be Chris Smith, i think people actuslly might like you” WAHHHHHH

-THEYRE BESTIESSSSSS

-“i just never had this before” “what?” “this, you, you know, giving me advice and having my back” SHES HIS FIRST FRIEND GUYS WAHHH

-I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY IM SO SCARED

-him crying :(

-leota still planting his diary :(

-NOOOOOOO

-her voicemail to her wife :(

-OH NO

-oh no

-FUCK. she’s using chris’ helmet and she’s gonna see that he’s a fucking butterfly FUCKKKKK

-LEOTA IM SO SCARED FKR HER

-NO

-LEOTA GET THE FUCK OUT GHERE

-OH MO OH NO OH NO

- THATS HOW THE EPISODE ENDS

-WHAT THE GUVK

-i was gonna stop after this episode but i have to start the next one i jsut have to

-end credits

-THE NAME DROPPSSSS STJDISJDNKWNFKS

-silly end credits

OK THOUGHTS ON THID EPISODE: holy fuck! just!!!! OMGGGGG i love leota and i love her bonding w chris (even tho she still put his journal there :/) but FUCK I KNOW SHE DOESNT DIE BC ID BE PISSED BUT NOW I HAVE TO WATCH EP6 TOO

its 6 am so i’m a little tired but my god ALSO harcourt has officially grown on me see i just needed her to get away from that ‘strong girl doesn’t like girl stuff or other people’ thing, strong women r allowed to have friendships and close bonds and stuff !!! and now i lowkey ship her and chris -_- annoying i know hehe

anyways episode 6 time

[genacity]

Your Halloween special has me shaking and screaming 🙏🏼 I've read it at least twice because it's so good?!!?!?1??1!?1!!!!?1

anyways, can I be 😼 anon???!! i swear I'll do my very best in behaving 😇

i am so touched you liked it 😭 i swear it was so awful cause i was at my desk powering through at i think almost midnight running on two iced coffees and half a donut but i’m glad my work was satisfactory 😋

i fucking love that emoji help rm 😭 you may be 😼 anon, welcome to the cool kids club 😎

[wave2tyun]

I'd be more than happy to discuss about tiny tyunnnn! I love him so muccchhh! I converted myself from a moawajunnie to a solomon one only these past few weeks, and your works ain't helping me to go back lmao 😖😖😖

Can i be your 🐿 anon? Only bcs it reminds me tiny tyun 😖❤

hehe taehyun is stealing hearts left and right i see!!!!🤭 me 🤝 you - tiny tyun enjoyers🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️💓

and absolutelyyyyy!!!! the tiny tyun emoji is now all yours😼🩷

[bunmurdock]

Hi bun I’m back, I sent a few niche Matt things and I wanted to know if I can be an emoji anon? If so I’d like to be 😼

Anyway another thought I have is being collared with Matt holding the leash 😝 wanna be fucked from behind with him subtly choking me with it, occasionally tugging just so he can hear me yelp 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Similarly I want him to tug on the leash while I hump his shoe, making sure I don’t lose focus on sucking his cock but my needy brain feels so fuzzy that I’m too focused on feeling good 😵‍💫

Ooh also that reminded me of how I think about him stepping on your crotch 😚 especially if you’ve been misbehaving, he pushes you down and places his shoe over your dripping pussy, slowly applying more pressure and laughing when your hips jerk and try to rub up against it

HAI lovely, absolutely you may be our resident :smirking-cat: nonnie! 🫶

oughaoehuwjsds......

okay speaking of leashes—the billy club. the metal baton with the long, extensible cable from s2. the rope around your throat, pulling you back as he thrusts into you. maybe you yelp when he tugs, anxiously begging pleaseplease that you need his help, you need him to help you cum because you can't do it on your own. but instead of obliging your clit, he tightens the noose, clutching both ends of the rod in his fist. "wanna breathe? let's see if you can't cum for it."

...you cum yourself stupid.

maybe he lifts you to your knees after that, loosens the rope around your arms and legs so you can straddle his boot while your tongue darts out under where he lazily fists his cock. maybe eventually he feeds it into your mouth, but your movements slow in your haze - you think you might be dreaming. "he's so warm.. n big.. n his dick is so big.. 🫧🎀" and before you know it, a gentle tug at your neck brings you back to the moment. he ends up cumming a lot ^—^b and it dribbles off your chin while he heaves standing over you~

btw the part where he steps on u short-circuited my brain so bad.. im imimim. i couldn't think beyond that point hbhfihbhnnmmbmdmsnninmimimbm

masterlist | share your mm fantasies

[naep2niioldacc]

.𖥔˚ OPEN YOUR EYES . . .

⋆˚ ༘ do you think bout me too?. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

MUSE (뮤즈) is a South Korea - based coed group under WEVIUS ENTERTAINMENT. The group consists of 15 members (from oldest to youngest) : Kim SeoYun (Seoyun) , Park YeoJin (Yeojin) , Sajani Deshmukh (Janni) , Luciana D'Ambrosio (Luci) , Hana Kawasaki (Hana) , Kim JaeJin (Jaejin) , Kim JaeMin (Jaemin) , Kento Matsumoto (Kento) , Iman Kane Collins (Iman) , Callaghan Brennan (Cal) , Uyming Zhao (Ming), Cho YuRi (Yuri) , Kim JiYoung (JiJi) , Carmen Solana Valladares (Carmen) , Dumebi Michelle Afolayan (MiMi). The group is made up of 3 sub - groups : ALLURE , UNITE , and INSPIRE. They debuted on June 20th , 2021 , with their EP " A Wink and A Smile and The Land is Ours " , and title track " MOTO PRINCESS " . The group has grown a massive following for their fresh and unique music , multi talented members and unfiltered image.

≡;- ꒰ WHO AM I ? ꒱

BASICS!

~ stage name : MiMi (미미)

~ birth name : Dumebi Michelle Afolayan

~ nickname : bibim

~ birth date : may 13th, 2004 .

~ zodiac sign : taurus

~ MBTI : ENFP

~ birthplace : lagos , nigeria .

~ hometown : lagos , nigeria / calgary , canada .

~ residing in : seoul , korea .

~ nationality : nigerian - canadian

~ ethnicity : african

~ languages : english , yoruba , korean , (semi - fluent) japanese

~ sexuality : pansexual

CAREER!

~ profession(s) : idol

~ group(s) : MUSE , ALLURE

~ group position(s) : maknae , main dancer , fotg

~ representative emoji : 😼

~ titles : ace of kpop , korea's dancing queen , universal it girl , 5th gen it girl , princess of all trades

~ company : WEVIUS Entertainment (2019 - present)

APPEARANCE!

~ height : 175.3 cm / 5'9

~ weight : 52 kg / 114.6 lbs

~ piercings : both lobes , belly button

~ tattoos : "made with love" in calligraphy , lower back / "handle with care" , mid back

~ blood type : O

~ resemblance claim : rei - ive / hanni - newjeans

~ voice claim : teenage ariana grande

MISCELLANEOUS!

~ MiMi has 1 brother and 1 sister. Her brother is currently a famous youtuber , and her sister is still in highschool.

~ Her favourite colors are hot pink and azure blue.

~ After going viral for a highschool talent show performance , her and her best friend Jiyoung auditioned for an upcoming company in South Korea called WEVIUS Entertainment.

~ Her and two of her fellow members, JiJi and Carmen, look uncannily alike.

~ She has a passionate hatred for sugar (except in drinks).

~ Her favorite season is summer.

~ She is scared of clowns and mascots. She is wary of animals, but she’s slowly warming up to the group pets.

~She's currenty rumored to be dating Cal , UNITE's maknae.

~ Her favourite genres of music are uk drill and baltimore club.

~ She has a passion for creating and she loves to help with the group's comebacks whenever she can , whether it's choreographing , designing stage outfits , or sometimes even co - directing music videos. She plans to become a creative director full time if being an idol doesn't work out.

GALLERY!