#i wish i wasn't going on my own but hey ho

[misscrawfords]

Finally booked my "summer holiday" after much dilly-dallying and stress and indecision and insecurity.

Going to Wales. For four days. On my own.

lmao

[oursecretescape]

Forgotten

words: 7.5k

genre: angst

If my fate is to disappear like this, then this is my last letter - Let go xx TW: Mentions of anxiety, panick attack. Trad: anjinho = little angel. a/n: Hello, my babies. This story is the translation of ''Forgotten'' that I recently posted. I tried to make it as angsty as possible, hope I have achieved my goal. My apologies before hand for any grammar erros. English is not my first language. I suggest you all read it along with the saddest song you like. Well... with all that being said, I wish you a happy reading (or sad? lmao. dunno). Tell me later what y'all thought. ♥

"Hey! We'll be there soon. Sorry for the delay. Today's rehearsal took longer than expected. We're leaving now."

Received at 5 in the afternoon.

I take a quick glance at the clock, and it shows eight in the evening. A heavy sigh escapes my lips as I feel my heart drumming slowly in my chest, each beat amplifying my growing sense of unease.

I get up from the couch and reach for the umbrella swaying gently in the wind coming from the window. I shut my eyes and take a deep breath, attempting to manage the sudden surge of fear and despair growing in my chest. My heart is racing, and my mind is in overdrive. A sense of mortality and suffocation, all rolled up into a single emotion: anxiety.

I sit down, sliding along the corridor wall. I try to control my breathing while attempting to steady the pounding of my heart. I think that dying in the hallway of a building would be so pointless and dull that it makes me laugh. A laugh, strained and devoid of emotion, but functional.

Heart rate normalizing. Labored, but controlled breathing. Mind stabilized.

I feel my face wet with tears. I wipe them away with trembling hands. When did I start crying? I rise from the floor, swaying a little. I take another deep breath and press the elevator button.

Dad always said that thinking of ridiculous things in difficult moments would help distract me. He was right, as he always was.

The cold, damp breeze of Seoul's streets warmed my soul. Its black skies, like darkness, covered with thick clouds, carried heavy raindrops that, upon impact, met my umbrella, creating beautiful melodies. It was comforting to hear the drops hitting the hard concrete; they reminded me that I wasn't crying alone.

It was thundering when I arrived at the destination. Bright streaks in the sky made the monument even gloomier. I found it ironic how everything matched my feelings. As I entered through the doors, I could already hear muffled cries. Sadness and suffering permeated the air, leaving me melancholic.

After a few more steps, I could see the person I love the most in the world greeting me with a beautiful smile. His eyes were shining like true rays of sunshine. I sit in front of him, sliding my fingers where his name rests. Lee Joon-Ho.

"Dad, I miss you so much," I say aloud, my voice cracking with emotion. "It's been incredibly lonely without you here. You have no idea how much I long for your company," I said, feeling the salty taste of tears. "I'm sorry I couldn't bring my friends to meet you like I promised. They're all caught up with their own lives, you know how it is. But don't worry, I'll bring them next time when they're less busy," I chuckle, with no emotion.

I hear footsteps behind me. I stand up excitedly, my heart pounding, but this time as a sign of comfort. They didn't forget. I feel my face stretch into a small smile, which is quickly dissolved.

"Hello, young lady. Good evening," the guard gives me a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I need to ask you not to linger too long on your visit today. The rain caused some minor leaks, and we'll have to close a little earlier."

"Oh okay, I understand," I responded in a whisper.

"I'm sorry. You have 10 minutes. I'll leave you alone," he said, bowing and leaving promptly.

I turn again, sitting on the floor.

"Dad, today I have to leave a little earlier. But don't worry, I'll be back soon," I feel the tears fall like the drops falling from the sky. "I love you so much," I say between sobs. "I miss you."

I stand up in desperation, running out the door, feeling the drops fall freely on my body, without the protection of the umbrella. It was as if I was washing away all the bad feelings flowing from my being.

Arriving home, I take a hot shower and change into comfortable clothes. The room were in dense darkness. It was just the rain and me. And my cat, who was rubbing against my leg, lay on my lap."

I feel my chest inflate with comfort at the presence of the little being and smile at the gesture.

With the phone in hand, I try to distract my restless mind. I see the Twitter icon and feel my heart pounding as if I shouldn't do this, but I do it anyway. The blue screen shining amidst the darkness of the room soon turns into white, leaving my vision blurred. I switch to dark mode and continue scrolling through my feed.

Within a few seconds, I see something that breaks my heart even more. Among the bursts of excitement from Armys, there are videos of the boys, my boys, having fun in a restaurant with her. They forgot about the visitation day because of her. Again, the reason why I was put aside is her.

Knocks on the door make me forget the feelings of jealousy and anger that burned in my body like fire. I hesitated to remove the furry creature from my lap, as it seemed so comfortable. With a little effort, I get up and walk to the door. Upon opening it, I see Adora's face in a comforting smile. Seeing a friendly face, I feel my tears fall freely on my face once again. She immediately drops the bags she was carrying and envelops me in a loving hug.

I can't say for how long we hugged. What I can say is that it was exactly what I needed at that moment. I feel my chest getting lighter as if all the bad feelings had been carried away by the embrace, and I feel grateful to Adora for that.

Slowly I pull away, and I can see her smile return twice as big.

"Better?" she asks, making me nod.

I step aside, and she enters, placing the food bags on the coffee table. I close the door and follow her.

"What did you bring?" I ask curiously, making her laugh.

"I knew food would cheer you up," she laughs. "I brought a lot of junk food. Sweet and savory cookies, ice cream, sweet and sour pork, hamburgers, and sodas."

"Soda?" I wonder. "Since when do you like fizzy drinks? You always said they gave you gas," I hold back a laugh.

"The soda is for you. For me," she reaches into the bag, pulling out two green bottles of soju. "I brought alcohol," she says sticking her tongue out as she shakes the bottles.

I smile at her little dance, but seeing her gummy smile reminds me of him. I feel the sadness wanting to return when I remember the videos, but I cast aside any bad feelings as I grab the ice cream container.

"I didn't want to bring it up, but I'm really sorry I wasn't there. You know how it is at BigHit. I couldn't leave the production until the work was finished," she explains, and I smile.

"It's okay. I understand," I whisper. "The important thing is that you're here now."

"About the boys..." she starts to say, but I quickly cut her off.

"No, it's fine. I don't want to talk about it."

"But you need to, Cassie. You know that. Keeping it all inside will only make it worse. You know you can trust me. Vent it out. I'm here," she holds my hand.

I close my eyes, nodding. I search within myself for the strength to let out everything I'm feeling. Everything that's hurting me. I bite my lower lip and open my eyes. It's going to be okay.

"It's been some time since my friendship with the boys started cooling off," I begin, feeling her squeeze my hand in comfort. "You know I met Tae before he became famous, and he's the one who introduced me to the rest of the boys. Since then, we've had a very strong friendship. We weren't always together, especially with the tours and my work, but we were close, like a real family. No matter how long we went without seeing each other, nothing changed, until recently," I sigh. "Park Ji-Hye showed up about 2 months ago, a few weeks before my dad passed away. She auditioned for the dancer position and passed the test," Adora nods.

"Yeah, I saw her audition," she says.

"So, since that day, I saw her getting closer and closer to the boys. They were always talking about how cool and funny she is, and, you know, I was happy for them. A new friendship is always good, especially for them, who are famous and always have to be careful with opportunists. But it never crossed my mind that she would take the place I had in their lives," I smile sadly. "They started visiting me much less. Calling me much less. Inviting me to the dorm or out much less. Until the day I literally became nothing to them," I look at Adora, whose face is red with anger.

"These..." I interrupted her.

"You don't want to lose your job, right?" I ask, laughing. "And you can't blame them either. She became their official dancer, which means wherever they go, she's with them," I shrug. "She's with them all the time, and that surely made them closer to her. Even more than me," I feel my eyes welling up. "I don't want to lose them, but I feel like I already did."

"Hey," she shakes me. "Calm down, breathe. I know they messed up. And they messed up badly, but it doesn't mean they've forgotten about you," Adora says, trying to comfort me.

"They forgot me the day my dad died, Adora. I'll never forget that. I feel like on that day, I died twice. I remember calling them in desperation, crying, not knowing what to do, feeling like my world was falling apart," I pause as I feel all the emotions returning. "And they said they were coming, but they never showed up," I continued after a few seconds of silence. "After that, they sent me a message explaining that Park Ji-Hye had gotten hurt dancing and they were with her at the hospital," Adora nods.

"Yeah, I remember. She just fell on her butt, but she made a scene like she broke her back. Everyone was freaking out at the company, even Bang PD. But in the end, it was just drama," she laments.

"After that, they didn't even visit me. Not even once," I laughed with no emotion. "Right after, they forgot my birthday. I understand that I wasn't excited at all because of my dad, but it wouldn't hurt to receive some supportive or congratulatory messages from them. I was so upset that I sent some sad texts. In less than thirty minutes, they were knocking on my door. We cried a lot, but I felt like a part of me had come back to life and that everything was going to be okay," I sarcastically laughed. "I couldn't have been more wrong, could I?" I asked.

"Cassie..."

"It's okay. You don't have to say anything. After today, I finally understood," I grab a spoon. "They found someone better than me. Someone who can be with them all the time and help them when they need it. I'm just sad that person isn't me. Not anymore," I shove the spoonful of ice cream into my mouth, to prevent the tears stuck in my throat from coming out.

For the rest of the night, Adora didn't bring up the subject again, and I was grateful for that.

A random movie played on TV, but my mind was far away. I looked to the side and saw Adora sleeping with her mouth open. A piece of cookie rested on her cheek while her hand lay above her head. I silently chuckled, covering us and then turning off the TV.

A distant ringing sound caught my attention. I tapped around the couch until I found the phone under the cushion. My eyes automatically closed from the sudden contact with the bright screen, but just as they closed, they widened.

After the first notification, thousands started to show up. My heart throbbed in my chest as my body was flooded with nervousness.

"Min PD: Cassie, please tell me you're there."

"Joonie: Please respond. We're sorry. It wasn't our intention not to show up..." The message appeared cut off because I hadn't unlocked the phone yet.

"Hobierto: Believe us, Cassie. Please, we know you're awake. Answer us."

"Jinnie: Cassandra, we would never do anything to hurt you. Please let us explain."

"Mochi: Answer the phone."

After that message, a group call popped up on the screen. I stared at it, battling the urge to answer. I sighed deeply and threw the phone back onto the couch because no matter how much I wanted to talk to them, I was still hurt. I didn't want to answer and end up fighting. Saying things without thinking and ending up in a worse situation. The best thing to do now was to rest.

I made myself comfortable on the bed we had arranged on the floor, and put the pillow over my head to block out the notifications. When I didn't see any changes, I pressed the power button on my phone and confirmed it right away. I lay back down and took a deep breath. Tomorrow is a new day. Everything will be okay. ——————————————————

It wasn't even dawn when I heard knock after knock. Disoriented, I got up, searching for where the noise was coming from until my feet led me to the front door. I looked at the clock hanging on the wall and got irritated to see it was six past two in the morning.

I swung the door open, ready to argue with whoever had woken me up so early after going to bed so late, but I lost my voice when I saw the seven people I loved most staring at me ty forlornly.

I felt two arms embrace me tightly, followed by two more until I lost count. Desperate whispers for forgiveness echoed in my ear, making me feel loved... until a certain moment. Memories of what had happened the night before made me wake up from the sleep I didn't know I was in. Slowly, I distanced myself from the seven, able to see the tears streaming down some of their faces and sadness emanating from the others.

"Cassie..." Jimin starts. "I'm so sorry. It wasn't our intention to leave you alone in such a difficult time. Please, believe us."

"We didn't come here to lie to you, Cassandra..." Namjoon says. "It really wasn't our intention. I know this is going to sound completely wrong, but we made a promise to Ji-Hye. We promised to take her out to celebrate her birthday since she's far from her family and would probably celebrate alone," I try to hide a grimace.

They couldn't miss her birthday, but could miss mine.

"As soon as we finished eating, we were going to come straight here. And we really were, Cas, really. But the company called saying we had to go there to finalize the last details for the album. It was then that we sent several messages in the group, but you didn't see any."

"That's why we're here," Taehyung says, interrupting Namjoon. "Cassie, listen to me. You're one of the most important people in my life. Sorry if lately my actions haven't shown that, but please, please, Cas, don't be mad at us. I couldn't bear to know that you're upset because of me," he whispers.

"Go to the dorms tonight. Let's talk about this calmly," Hoseok suggests.

I remain silent for a few minutes.

"Come on, please. Hum? Hum?'' Tae shakes my arm. ''You'll go, right? Say yes," he asks.

"Okay," I sigh deeply. "I'll go."

I feel arms wrapping around my body again, and I relax, enjoying the contact. This time, the hug lasted only a few seconds. The boys said goodbye, saying they needed to be at the company in a few hours. 

"Tonight at 7. We'll be waiting for you," Yoongi said and then left. 

I closed the door, trying to contain my excitement and the obvious smile on my face. As I turned to go back to bed, I was startled to see only Adora's head peeking out from behind the couch. She had a radiant smile on her face as she looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Shut up," I say, making her laugh. ——————————————————

I look at the clock on the wall. It's 8:07 in the evening. Damn, I was late. I could already hear Adora's voice slowly emerging in my mind, saying that I should have listened to her and picked out my outfit earlier. Shaking my head, I focus on finishing getting ready. The last thing I needed right now was a lecture from my own mind.

I hear knocks and the doorbell ringing repeatedly.

"Shit," I mutter as I hop over to the door.

I try to put on my sock while walking to the door, but my unfailing plan soon becomes fallible when I trip over my own hand and fall on the floor. The knocks and the doorbell grow louder, and I feel irritation creeping in. "ALRIGHT, I'M COMING," I yell and pick myself up.

I walk back to the door with a pout and my hair completely tousled, covering my face. I take a deep breath, fix my hair, put on a fake smile, and finally open the door. As I see the seven people I love most in the world looking at me with confused faces, I feel my smile turn genuine, and the earlier irritation vanish as if it had never existed.

"Is everything okay? Why didn't you come?" I hear Taehyung ask as he scrutinizes me from head to toe."

"What happened? Something serious?" Seokjin asks, and I shake my head.

"No, guys, sorry. I almost died trying to choose a good outfit to wear and ended up running late, sorry," I explained laughing.

''What do you mean you almost died?" Jungkook asks as I watch their faces turn into a grimace."

"It was nothing, really," I reassure, taking a quick glance at Jungkook, who was holding back his laugh.

He knew it. I am sure he did.

"Are you sure you didn't... you know... fall on your ass?" he smirks. "I'm sure I heard a huge..."'' 

"Hobi," I said excitedly, "What do you have there?" I pointed to the bags he was carrying while Jungkook laughed.

That little prick.

''Food," he says, shaking the bags. ''We know how much you love eating''.

I chuckle and make way for them to enter. In a few minutes, the food was already on the coffee table, and an improvised bed was set up on the living room floor. I change into more comfortable clothes and join them.

"Look, before we start, we want you to know how sorry we are," Yoongi says.

"Yes... Sorry for not being there on the visitation's day," Jimin adds. "If there's anything you want to say, anything that's bothering you, please let us know. We'll fix it all, Cassie. ''he holds my hand.'' We want things to go back to how they used to be."

"We're here for you, Cas," Jin finishes, and I smile weakly.

I pause for a moment, feeling that it still wasn't the right time. So, I just sigh and shake my head.

"It's okay, guys. Really," I open with a smile. "Let's just watch this movie already. I'm dying to see who'll be the first one to cry and shake in fear like a little kitten." I say, trying to change the subject, and smirk when I realize it worked.

"I am sure it won't be me," Hoseok says with confidence. "Cause you know..." he shows off his muscles. "I'm a man," he pauses for a minute.

It doesn't take long until Hoseok's laughter fills the room, making everyone laugh.

"Who listens to him talking like this, doesn't even think the Gladiator sandal outside belongs to him," Jungkook says, making Hoseok look at him flabbergasted.

''Hey, what do you mean by that?'' he asks shookedt. ''It's fashionable''

"Yeah, Hobi. Sure is," Yoongi says, patting his shoulder.

''Why I don't believe you are being honest?'' Hoseok asks putting his finger under his chain. ''I'm going to expose you on Twitter. Or should I say X?''

''What? Are you into Xvideos?'' Namjoon asks as he returns. 

Everybody stops and looks at him. When did he even leave to begin with?

"What were you doing, Joonie?" I ask, smirking at him. "Were you in the bathroom?" he nods as the rest of the boys laugh.

''Now we know why you are thinking naughtiness'' Jimin says.

Namjoon's face turns red as he shakes his hands nervously. He tries to sit down on the couch but somehow ends up falling on the ground. We can see his cellphone flying around the living room as he throws his arms in the air in an attempt to regain his balance, but it doesn't work, as expected.

''No need to be nervous, Joonie'' I say. ''Everybody masturbates once in a while.''

''Do we?'' Yoongi looks at me suspiciously.

"I mean," I chuckle nervously. "How did we even get to this conversation? Let's just watch the movie for God's sake."

"Nah, nah. Don't you try coming up with excuses," Tae says abruptly. "What do you mean by that? Are you dating someone?" Jungkook seems to be having fun as he opens a beer can.

''What? Me? Dating?'' I laugh. ''Not even close. But I can't say the same about Jungkook, can I?'' he chokes.

''Uh? What you on about?'' he asks as he cleans his mouth. ‘’Seven days a week, huh?’’ he burst into laughter. He pauses for a minute before smirking. "Hm, why's that, baby girl?" he says, leaning in my direction. "Are you jealous?" he asks, putting a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Do you want me to…" he bites his lower lip. "You know," he says putting his finger on my lips. I can already feel the cringeness and second-hand embarrassment traveling throughout my body as the rest of the boys laugh. This prick. ‘’You really need to get out from twitter,’’ I say, shoving him away. ‘’The next step is to put up a black and white profile picture and call yourself a webdom’’ He raises both of his middle fingers in my direction before turning his attention back to the beer can. ‘’Are you guys done? Can I finally play this damn movie?’’ Yoongi asks, making everybody nod.

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Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was time for them to leave. Unfortunately, they couldn't stay overnight. They had to leave very early the next day due to their schedule. 

I hesitated to get up; I didn't want to accompany them to the door out of sheer laziness, and feeling Taehyung shaking me with his foot made me even more sluggish.

"If you keep doing that, I swear I'll fall asleep," I say, making him huff.

"Come on, sloth imitation. Take us to the door," Jimin says, but gives up when he sees Jungkook lying next to me.

"Jungkook, I'm sure you really like your video game, right?" Seokjin asks, and in a jump, Jungkook gets up.

"Are you really not taking us to the door?" Yoongi asks, and I remain silent. "Okay then."

When I open my eyes to see what he was going to do, I feel an arm gather and squeeze my legs while a hand starts tickling my feet furiously.

"JESUS!" I scream in surprise.

I heard laughter as I fought for my life. The strange feeling that tickling brought made me confused if I was laughing because I found it funny or if it was fear messing up my nervous system. The laughter increased as I writhed and screamed for help.

"YOONGI, YOU JERK!" I said without realizing that I was actually yelling.

"Weren't you sleepy?" Yoongi asks. "So, I'm trying to help you."

"WAIT UNTIL I GET UP, YOU PIECE OF BROWN SUGAR, I'M GOING TO END YOU."

"Are you going to take us to the door?" he asks.

"OKAY, OKAY, I'LL TAKE YOU, JUST STOP FOR THE LOVE OF GOD," I yell.

I feel my body calm down and my brain start functioning again as the tickling ceases. I looked at Yoongi who was laughing while sniffing his hand.

"Ew, you have smelly feet," he says, and I get up.

"Come here, you little jerk," I chase after him as he runs away mocking me.

After a few seconds, I could already feel that the 70% of water in my body had evaporated and the air in my lungs was scarce. When did my body become so sedentary?

"Idiot," I curse Yoongi who laughs. "I hate you."

"I love you too, beautiful thing," I hear him say.

Finally, I accompany them to the door. After a lazy farewell, I see them about to leave, but a click in my mind makes me stop them.

"As you know, I graduated from college, but since it was at the time when my father died, I didn't have any enthusiasm to celebrate. Adora recommended that I have a celebration the day after tomorrow night, since it's the weekend. Just to not let it go unnoticed. So... you guys are invited."

"We'll be here, don't worry," Namjoon says, and I smile nodding.

We say goodbye again, and this time, I see them leave. Seeing the elevator door close, I go back inside the house. The smile on my face never leaves me for a second, and finally, after so long, I could feel that things would really be okay.

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Thanks to Adora, everything was organized on time. The food was ordered since neither she nor I wanted anyone to die from food poisoning. The time we ended up in the hospital the day we cooked for each other was enough. No need to repeat the dose.

I check the time on my phone and see it's 8pm. They would arrive at any moment, so I sit next to Adora on the couch to chat until then.

☂ ☂

Some time passed, and the boys still hadn't arrived. I look at the time again and see that it's 9:46. I try not to think the worst and choose to believe they would be here soon.

☂ ☂

I sigh deeply at seeing what time it is: 11:14. I try to ignore Adora's pitying look and get up from the couch. I suppress the tears once again. I am tired of crying. And more than ever, I realize that they don't deserve my tears.

"Cassandra..." Adora calls me, and I look at her. "I'm sure there's an explanation for this. Something must have happened at the company, and they couldn't let us know." I shake my head.

Something inside me told me that wasn't it, and I decided to trust my intuition.

"Adora, can you take me to the dorm?," I ask softly. "I don't think I'll have the courage to go alone," I weakly smile, and she nods.

"Of course, my love. Of course..." ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––

The car journey lasted less than I wished. My mind was constantly clouded by memories, anxiety making the painful memories hurt twice as much. I laughed in disbelief. I wondered what I had done wrong to deserve this.

"Thank you for bringing me," I look at Adora. "And thank you for always being by my side in difficult times. If I felt supported and loved, be sure that it's all because of you. You're an amazing person, Adora, and I hope you know that." she smiles.

"Regardless of what happens there, remember that you are enough. Not for them, but for yourself. Don't belittle yourself for them, Cassie, and don't let the love you feel for them speak louder than your self-love. If you survived two hellish months without their presence, be sure that you can live your life and be immensely happy in the future without them. I guarantee you that," I feel her hand squeezing mine for comfort, and I smile. "I'll be waiting for you here," I nod.

I get out of the car, feeling Adora's words take effect. I walk bravely towards the towering building, ignoring every feeling of nostalgia trying to invade me. I couldn't lose focus now.

Arriving on their dorm's floor, I feel my heart skip a beat. I pause for a moment and try to put my thoughts and feelings in order. Seeing no result, I lean against the wall and try in every way to avoid a panic attack that was about to come. As if it were a heavenly help, I feel my phone vibrate. With trembling hands, I pick it up and see a message from Adora.

"Don't forget, you are strong and capable. And never for a moment think you are alone, because I'm here for you."

I clutch my phone tightly. Adora is right. I am strong and I am capable. I can do this because regardless of what happens, I will be okay.

I take a deep breath, gathering all the strength and courage from my being, and knock on the door. I freeze when I realize what I've done, but I quickly compose myself. I will be okay.

A few seconds passed and no one answered, so I knocked again. But just like the first time, there was no response. After the third attempt, I decide to enter. Typing the password on the door, I entered the dormitory.

Upon realizing that there was no one in the main hall, the pounding of my heart calmed down. I begin to walk through the dormitory, recalling every good moment I had with my boys. I feel the sadness emanating in my chest once again.

I really didn't want to lose them.

As I walked down the corridor, I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I started walking with firm steps, but I felt my legs waver when I heard a female voice among their voices. It was her.

"Jungkook-oppa, you're so silly," I hear her delicate laughter, feeling jealousy burning in my chest.

It should be me there.

"The silly you love," I hear Jungkook reply.

I could hear the happiness in his voice. It was as if they didn't need anyone else at the moment but her. And that made me hate her, but my own mind scolded me. She is not worthy of my hatred. She is as innocent as I am in this story. She did nothing to hurt me, so why would I hate her?

"Hinnie," I hear Hoseok's voice.

Hinnie...

"Try it and tell me what you think."

There was a moment of pause until applause and sounds of appreciation were made.

"It's amazing, oppa," she says. "You really keep improving in the kitchen every day."

Unable to bear it anymore, I think of simply turning around and leaving, but something catches my attention. And it was precisely there, in that moment, that I regretted staying.

"Why do I feel like we're forgetting something?" I hear Taehyung say, and I feel my body tremble.

Once again, there was a pause until someone shouted.

"Shit, really," Jimin said. "We forgot to take the drinks out of the freezer."

I feel my heart break, as if that were possible. I let out a disbelieving laugh and finally come out from where I was hiding.

"And try more of this," Hoseok suddenly stops. "Cassie..."

I hear the sound of something falling to the ground. Soon, everyone was staring at me wide-eyed. I repress the urge to laugh. I realize how messy my whole body was the moment I wanted to laugh and not cry.

"Oh no," Jimin says, as if remembering something. "The party."

With that said, everyone becomes even more desperate. Seeing them approaching, I panic.

"Don't come near,"

They quickly stop. I see them not knowing what to do. And it wasn't just them. I end up getting disoriented with so much pressure. Where did my courage go when I needed it most?

"Um... what's going on?" she asks, and I close my eyes.

It's not her fault. It's not her fault...

"Ji-Hye, could you leave us alone for a moment?" Namjoon asks.

"Yes, of course. It's time for me to leave anyway," she gets up. "I'll see you later," she says bowing both to them and to me.

After she left, silence hung in the air. I tried to hold back my laughter, but when I saw everyone's confused faces, I knew I had failed. When I noticed that no one was going to say anything, I took the initiative.

"Do you know what's more disappointing? It's that I really thought this time would be different," I shrug. "I guess I was wrong, wasn't I?"

"Cas..."

"Do you remember when you asked me if I had something to say, Jinnie? If something was hurting me? Well, I do, and I hope I won't be interrupted."

With no response, I continue.

"I feel like I died. It's been a while since I am just surviving," I start. "The fact that you didn't come to the visitation isn't the part that hurts the most, it's that you weren't there when my father passed away. I remember how desperate I was, and the only people I could think of were you. But you weren't there. Damn, you didn't even call." I whisper as tears fall freely down my face. "When I found myself alone in the hospital, realizing that the person who adopted me and chose me to love had died, that was my first death. The person who loved me, who looked beyond language or race barriers, and who taught me everything I know had suddenly left, without even giving me a chance to say goodbye. Do you know how I felt? Devastated."

I pause for a moment. Melancholy takes over my body as I recall all the feelings I felt that day, and for a moment, I allow myself to cry all I needed. I sob so much that I thought I might choke. Without caring about looks or pity, I just allowed myself, knowing that everything would be okay.

"When I called the only people I thought I could count on, and they told me they were coming, I didn't feel so alone," I let out a humorless laugh. "Until I realized that those people never arrived. The people who always said they would be there for me weren't there when I needed them the most. That was my second death," I look at Jin. "Don't say these things to anybody if they are not coming from your heart. Don't hurt anyone else by saying you have their backs or that you will always be there for them when in reality it's not the truth."

I look at each one. Their gazes were distant, as if they were reliving every moment. 

"You know, I don't want you to think I'm mad at Park Ji-Hye. Actually, quite the opposite. I was really happy when you said you met someone nice. Someone who really cared about you and genuinely wanted your friendships. I know how tough it is for you to find real friendships with all the fame, so I felt fulfilled too. I remember telling daddy excitedly, and he laughed at my excitement, happy for you and for me. Right after that, I lost him, and little by little, I lost you too, like I was meant to be alone," I smile weakly. "I am sorry if I'm being selfish, but that's how I feel. You guys forgot my birthday. Forgot the visitation days, and to top it off, you forgot my graduation party. It's like you replaced me as if I never even existed in your lives, and that really hurts. Really.''

I finish, and only then I realize they were crying with me. Some didn't have the courage to meet my gaze. We spent a few minutes without anyone saying anything. The only thing filling the air was the sound of our sniffles and sobs.

"On the day your father died," Namjoon begins. "We felt like we had lost a family member because he was, in fact, one. I am truly sorry, Cas, but for me, Park Ji-Hye's fall was an escape. I didn't want to face reality. I wouldn't know how to react to the loss of someone so special, and I also wouldn't know how to act with you," he looks at me.

"On your birthday, we thought you would like to be alone. It would be the first without your father, so we didn't know what to do, Cassie. We panicked," Jimin sighs. "But now I realize how you felt," he laughs humorlessly. "My God, I never thought I'd be such a horrible friend. What a disappointment," he whispers, covering his face with his hand.

"On visitation days," I look at Hoseok. "I confess that I clung to any opportunity not to go, Cas," he cries. "Not because I didn't love you. I love you, and I love you very much, but I never knew how to react to death. The only two times I entered a cemetery, I spent the rest of the week feeling bad, with depressive thoughts. I also couldn't let Armys worry. I didn't want their 'Sun' to lose its brightness. I am so sorry for not being able to tell you this before. I didn't want to seem selfish."

I suppress a disbelieving laugh.

"Hearing all this, I realize how futile our apologies seem," Yoongi laughs weakly. "But they are true, Cassie... I understand what Hoseok says. You know about my history with depression, don't you?" he asks, and I nod. "It's the same thing for me. If I enter a cemetery, my thoughts don't stop. Some come in a worse form, and I feel like I'm going crazy."

"We were selfish, Cas," Seokjin says. "I was. I didn't want Armys to see us sad because I knew the chaos it would be. I have no words to express how special you are to me," he pauses. "Cassie, you are my sister, my family. You weren't crying alone; I cried with you. I just couldn't show it. I knew it would be worse if I saw you cry, just like I am seeing now."

There was a moment of silence. Until his voice broke.

"I am sorry," Taehyung says. "Damn, I don't even know what to say, Cassie. You are one of the most precious people I have ever met. I remember how you stayed with us through thick and thin. I also remember how happy you were for us at the beginning, and I know the genuine happiness you felt when we received our first award. You stood by my side when my grandma passed away. How could I not be by your side too? My God," he puts his hand on his head in an act of despair. "You stayed by our side when we thought about disbanding. It was you who helped us see why we are here, who helped us find reasons to stay," he looks at me anxiously. "How could I be so selfish?"

"We thought that regardless of anything, you would always be by our side. That you would understand us, even with our deplorable attitudes. We always thought we would have you next to us, so we neglected you," Yoongi shakes his head. I feel like he answered more to Taehyung than to me. "Damn, anjinho, I'm sorry," I lower my head as I hear him call me by the nickname I loved so much.

"The fact that we started a new friendship also influenced us," Jungkook says. "We were so excited that someone, besides you, wanted a friendship without interest that without realizing it, we put aside the one that had been with us from the beginning," I hear Jungkook say muffled, as his two hands covered his face.

"We don't deserve you, Cassandra. We left you at the most difficult moment of your life, and yet you never stopped loving us," Yoongi pulls his own hair, a habit he always did when he was nervous. "We can't let you leave thinking that we don't care about you because, Cassie, that would be a complete lie. With the stress of the comeback, things only got worse. It was rehearsal, recording, agendas to fulfill, productions, trips, tours. Our minds were a mess, and Park Ji-Hye tried to help us from there. We know she's not the one to blame, and it's not your fault either. It's ours and only ours. I know this will seem like a lame excuse, but I didn't want to let you go thinking that you aren't precious to us. You are Cas. And you always will be."

I close my eyes and try to control my breathing. If before I felt bad, now I feel ten times worse. It seemed like I didn't even know them anymore. The feeling of comfort they made me feel was replaced by anguish. By sadness.

I open my eyes, and for the last time, I look at my boys. I realize that Taehyung understood my gaze.

"Cassie, please... Please don't..." Taehyung starts, but is interrupted by Seokjin.

"Don't you dare say what I think you're going to say."

"But I can't lose her, Hyung. I can't lose her," Taehyung says, crouching down.

I think about going to him, but then I retreat my body. If I do that, I know my heart will weaken, and at the moment, the only person I need to think about is myself.

"I'm sorry, hyung, but I'll be selfish," Namjoon says to Seokjin, and I look at him confused. "I don't know what your decision will be, Cassie. I'll support you, even if you choose to leave without our friendship. But I beg you... Cassandra, I implore you, try to find in yourself a little piece that doesn't want to give up on us. It doesn't have to be now. I want you to heal, and I don't care how long it takes. The only thing I ask is that you don't forget us and don't give up on us. Come back to us when you feel ready. I don't want to lose you, Cas. I..."

"I really hope you find a way to forgive us, Cassie. But understand that if you don't, we'll understand. You, more than anyone else, have every right to hate us," Yoongi says, interrupting Namjoon. "I hope you don't forget about us because, with all my heart, we won't forget about you."

I feel my heart shattering with every tear that falls on their faces. I smile weakly. I will really miss them.

I bow in a sign of respect, and as I return to my normal position, I raise my hand to my heart.

"Thank you, my boys. For all the good moments. You were a very important part of my life, which I will carry forever. I will never forget about all of you," I smile faintly. "How could I forget my first true friendships? My first loves?" I whisper.

I take a breath and smile. A true smile. A smile of gratitude.

"Regardless of what happened, you guys deserve nothing but love and happiness. Don't let anyone say otherwise. Even far away, please remember I will always be cheering for your success. And whenever you feel unloved, remember I love you. Very, very much.'' I can hear their sobs getting stronger. ''Don't think I blame you for what happened; I think I finally understand that life has its ups and downs. People come and unfortunately go," I see Taehyung desperate, trying to find something to say. I look away. I need to be strong. "I hope that every day your friendship with Park Ji-Hye grows, and that you take from all of this a lesson.''

I take a deep breath, looking at them for the last time.

''From the bottom of my heart... I wish you to be immensely happy."

In a gesture, I send thousands of kisses. I see Tae wanting to approach, so I turn around and start walking towards the exit, and this time, I don't cry. I feel the weight of sadness in my chest, but the weight of peace for having put everything I felt out was greater. And for the first time in two months, I believe it when I say that everything will be okay.

[hacked-by-jake]

Hi! I wanted to leave this with a comment but I had to send it in multiple parts so I decided to make an ask :)

So SPOILERS!

I wanted to comment about the ask where anon talks about how no one questions us and I totally agree but doesn't Eric call them all before? Like in Duskwood, Thomas just brought everyone in without anyone's consent in a group chat? Eric alerts them and they probably just wait and see what will happen with us? I know if I were one of them I'll be cautious about the new person but I wouldn't ultimately get mad at them without knowing more? And Eric is on his own in the forest, while Adam has disappeared. The settings are different and they are more worried about their friends than about that stranger, especially if Adam had sent my contact to his friend and there was a letter with my name on it. Ash asks about us and the others will probably too at some point but I think they are shocked that their friend is missing. XD

Sorry if I didn't explain myself well and it wasn't a criticism about the previous ask! Because I totally agree with the fact that no one really questions us not even Eric but they just discovered the disappearance of their friend so it's not the most important thing at the moment? Especially at 00h27...

Now that I am reading this, it's not that important I just wanted to say something about the game. :)

Thank you for reading and thank you for giving your opinions

Have a wonderful day/evening

Hey Ho! :D

First of all, thank you a lot for sending the ask, I really appreciate it.

Well, you're absolutely right about the call and I forgot about it.

But I think in Duskwood is was like, they knew the number already and even wanted to go to the police with it. So they all were aware that the number existed and they still were super suspicious. But also not completely in the first chat. Also more like in private chats. Richy and Jessy, for example. Also Richy and Cleo and Thomas and Cleo as well. They all wrote about us. But in the group no one really did. And also not in private chats with the characters. So it's not that different.

I think they just were surprised when Thomas really wrote to us and then started the group. Since Dan says something like "so you really did it, huh?"

And as I said, I forgot about the call in Moonvale. But it's true. And Eric explained everything to them before. I do believe they should be more careful and not trust our opinion right away. But I think another reason is that the other didn't know it Adam was the victim of a crime. He disappeared on his own. That is what we know so far. So there wasn't much time to ask questions. And I can imagine this will become more of a topic in the next episode.

And Charlie doesn't even realise the seriousness in the beginning and Violet didn't say much at all.

I don’t know. With the call it definitely makes more sense gut they should have been a bit more careful, at least. Maybe another thing is because Eric already called the police and if we had something to hide we wouldn't be happy about it.

I don't know, I don’t think it's a huge problem, a bit odd, but nothing too much. And at least Ash questioned us.

And after she told Charlie about it, it's also not a wonder why he's not questioning us. I mean, for these two it's more clear why we're there. Violet is very passive and probably doesn’t say anything about it either.

It feels a little weird, yes, but is not a doomsday that somehow disturbs the course.

Thank you for sharing your opinion and also thank you for the reminder about the call. I think you explained it very well and there's nothing to misunderstand, don't worry. 💚

And I wish you a good day/evening/night, as well! Take care! 💚

[writting-stuff-sometimes]

Just a mistake- Lando x fem reader (nsfw)

Part 2

Summary: it’s Sunday night, Lando has invited all the drivers and their partners to a club where he’s playing after the GP, Charles, your fiancé doesn’t feel like going but you were super excited about it, this leads to a big fight and you end up going alone, but alcohol and heartbreak are never a good convo.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, orals both receiving, p in v, and angst.

You were dancing on your own after ditching your friends when they started dancing in couples and you were left out on your own. "Thanks, Charles" You thought to yourself and decided to go to the bar and start drinking there, away from the reminder of your lonely night.

Your body moving to the rhythm coming from the speakers as you gave another sip to the drink in your hand, you weren't sure what you where drinking anymore but it was strong enough to make you enjoy the music and keep the fight with your fiancé out of your mind.

A man stood before you matching your moves, he put his hands on your hips looking at you in a way you understood as a request for your consent, you laid your hand on his shoulder as a response and kept dancing now being led by that stranger.

This situation was something your friends wouldn't like and if they were there they would have already removed the guy from you, but you were out of their sight, or so you thought, Lando up in the DJ booth was very aware of your location, his eyes following your every move from the moment you left your friend's table and walked to the bar.

The sight of that stranger gripping your hips made him clench his jaw, but not exactly because his friends fiancé was being touched by another man, he was jealous, a feeling he was very familiar with since it always invaded him when he saw you and Charles together, wishing it was him the one holding your hand, the one kissing you, the one spending the rest of his life with you, but no, life wasn't fair.

He knew you were at least very tipsy, he had seen you bottom the last 3 drinks in record time and that meant someone needed to step in before that stranger tried something funny with you, he could just send a message to any of the other drivers at the club and send them your way, but he couldn't fight the urge to be your knight in shinning armor, yes he was selfish like that.

"Here" the stranger offered you another drink, you hadn't realized you were done with yours and didn't notice when he ordered this new one, but in your tipsy ,very close to drunk, estate you we're just thankful that this nice stranger was keeping you hydrated, you took the glass from his hand and as you were about to take a sip a hand stoped you.

"I think you've had enough" Lando said close to your ear so you could hear him over the loud music in the club.

"Oh, hi Lando!" Your smile making him feel a warm wave all over his body "You did amazing! that was a nice set" He could hear in the way you were dragging your words that he had interfered just in time.

"Thanks, I think it's time for us to go, tho"

"Hey, what the fuck?" The man dancing with you tried to get between you and Lando.

"No, it's ok, he's my friend" You answered without being completely aware of the situation.

"Yes, I'm her friend" Friend, he never thought a word could hurt but this one did "And I'm taking her home now"

"What if she doesn't want to go home?" The stranger bit back and stepped closer to Lando.

"Dude, don't even try" the driver said in his most menacing voice pumping out his chest, now you were sensing how tense the situation actually was.

"Boys, enough!" When you tried to move them apart you stumbled a bit, holding on to Lando's shirt to avoid your fall. " Ok, you're right, I think it's time to go" you took your coat from the bar stool and returned the drink to the now angry stranger "I got to go, sorry, bye, thanks"

You walked to the exit being guided by Lando's hand on your lower back.

The driver tried to engrave in his mind the feeling of him holding you by the waist as you tried to walk on a straight line to his car, he helped you in and walked to the driver's side as he messaged Carlos.

L: "Mate, I'm taking y/n back to her hotel, she's pretty tipsy and there was a stranger bothering her, we left to avoid any problems"

C: "Ok mate, let me know when you're at the hotel"

C: "Don't do anything stupid"

Obviously Carlos was aware of the huge crush Lando had on you, he had seen his reaction the first time Charles brought you to one of the parties and how heartbroken he was the day Charles announced your engagement.

Once you were on your way to the hotel it hit you, you were going back to that hotel room where your fiancé was probably sleeping or maybe still fuming out of his ears, just like he was when you left to the club.

"Penny for your thoughts?" The driver broke your line of thought, the hotel wasn't that far but he was taking his time there, stopping for yellow lights and waiting longer than usual at the stop signs.

"Sorry?" You turned to look at him, he quickly turned his gaze to the road.

"You've been weird ever since we got to the club, what's wrong?

"Uhm, nothing"

"Liar" he took a deep breath "You know we are friends right?" That word again, it felt like a needle pinching his heart every time he said it "You can trust me"

"Thanks, but I don't know if you're the person I should be telling about this problem" You turned to fidget nervously with your ring.

His heart started pounding hard, what did you mean by that? a thousand ideas in his mind, one of them being that you were in love with him.

"why?"

"Because you'll think I'm stupid"

"I could never think you're stupid"

"Promise?" You offered your pinky.

"Promise" he hooked his pinky with yours, this small touch making him feel electricity.

"I had a big fight with Charles before we went to the club"

"Yeah, I imagined since he wasn't with you, what happened?" he didn't like to see you upset but he would be lying if he said he didn't feel a bit happy with the fact that you and Charles weren't the perfect couple everyone liked to think.

"This is the part were you'll think I'm stupid, but, it frustrates me that sometimes I feel like I'm the only one actively doing things to keep this relationship alive, I feel like I'm the only one sacrificing her friends, family and career to follow Charles around the world. Like tonight, he didn't want to come just because he had a rough race, it wasn't even a bad result, P2 it’s a good place and he's still fighting for the championship, but he didn't feel like coming with us, and I get it, but I'm always going to his events, even when I've had a rough week or I'm cancelling plans with my family and friends just because he has an event, or he's not feeling well or he's struggling, and don't get me wrong, I love supporting him and being with him, I love him..."

Those three words felt like a punch to Lando's gut, he had been feeling something similar to hope from hearing you complain about your partner, his friend, yes I'm a piece of shit, he thought to himself.

"...but sometimes I wish he could do the same for me"

Lando kept quiet as he was fighting with himself, he had two options, support his friend and tell you how much Charles loved you or he could be selfish and tell you that you were right and that you should be with someone who would actually do what ever it took to make you feel loved and supported.

"See, I knew you'd think I'm stupid, I understand your job isn't like any other, it's not like you can just quit and change companies, but I wish he could understand that I need his support too, that sometimes I wish he could do things for me, not just get my pass for a race or an event" you covered your face with both your hands wishing you had never said anything, you knew you were being naive and ungrateful, but you were desperate, you felt caged.

"No, I don't think you're stupid, I get what you're saying, I'm just trying to organize my ideas" After a couple of second he just went at it "Listen, in this career we're taught to be selfish since we're young, yeah we work for a team an we have a teammate, but at the end of the day there's only one world champion so it's basically a "trust no one" environment and being part of a team like ferrari this must be ten times worse"

"See, you're on his sid-"

"Listen to me, you muppet" he took the hand that was on your thigh. "Yes it's a complicated world, but for me it's enough that I have to be this paranoid at work to also bring it back to my personal life" He took a deep breath, you could see he was struggling and felt bad for involving your friends in your problems, but you had no idea the fight inside Lando's head was because he was still trying to decide if he was helping Charles or not.

"For me, my family, friends, MY girl" He turned to look at you at the stop light "they're my safe place, they're where I can be vulnerable, where I can be myself and I think I should be the same for them, there's no reason for me to bring the struggles of this life into theirs" His eyes hooked on yours, his warm hand covering yours was soothing, you looked at him noticing every detail in his face, when did he turn into an adult? 3 years ago when you first met him you found him endearing, the way he was always clinging onto Carlos and his childish behavior made you think of him more like a little brother than a friend. But now he was the guy driving you safely to your hotel, protecting you from strangers at the club and giving you life advice in the middle of the night, he still had that childlike spark in his eyes, those green eyes which you always found cute, but now that they were completely focused on you felt more intimidating, you turned to look at his lips, they were slightly parted, his chest moving faster and yours moving to that same rhythm, the next second and without knowing who's move it was, you were making out, his mouth over yours, your tongue dancing with his inside your mouth, your hands pulling on his curly hair as one of his traveled up and down your thigh, suddenly his hand went up higher, sneaking under your dress and brushed lightly against your heated core. A moan left your mouth, this gentle touch blurred your senses.

"Let's go to your hotel" You said against his lips, this sentence froze him, his hard cock caged inside his pants begged for him to say yes and drive fast, but there was still some reason within him, he needed to be sure you wanted this and that this wasn't the alcohol talking, that he wasn't taking advantage of your drunken state.

"Are you sure? The drinks at the..."

"I'm ok" you cut him off, you knew what you were doing wasn't right, but you didn't want to think, not right now, you had always been very careful, always so contained, the perfect girl who did nothing wrong and always well behaved, but this rush inside felt too good.

"I'm not that drunk, you're not assaulting me or anything, I want this, I want you Lando" It only took those last three words for him to pull you in for another wild kiss and as soon your face got framed by the green halo from the stoplight he rushed to his hotel. You were very careful to not be spotted by any fans or paparazzi, keeping your distance as you got inside the hotel, but as soon as the hotel room door closed behind his back nothing could stop you.

All common sense disappeared as your tongues fought inside your mouths, his hands on your ass as your hands pulled his hair at the back of his head, you hopped and wrapped your legs around his waist, he then turned and walked towards his bed, sneaking his hand under your dress, caressing your hot wet core with one of his fingers.

He threw you on the bed, admiring you, pathing over the white duvet, you opened your legs leaving your clothed pussy on display as an invite, he slowly approached you, unbuttoning his shirt and trowing it away, he got to the base of the bed, took your ankles and pulled you to the edge of the mattress, he lowered himself and attacked your mouth again, slowly tracing the hem of your dress, then pulling it over your body, leaving you in just your underwear.

"So prefect" he said admiring your half naked body, this was better than any of his dreams, any of his fantasies, no bikini picture on your instagram got close to how perfect you looked in real life.

You pulled him in for another kiss, your hand slowly tracing down his defined torso until you got to his pants, two of your fingers lightly sneaking inside his clothes making him moan against your mouth.

"Not so fast princess" He said against your mouth and got down on his knees, setting your legs over his shoulders. He started kissing your calf, up to your thigh, slowly approaching your aching core, your chest moving faster now.

"Lando, please" you begged, your voice distorted by the excitement.

"Please what?"

"Please, I need to feel you"

"Feel me where?"

"In my pussy"

"As you wish, my princess" He finally took your underwear and pulled it down your legs, he admired your wet glistening folds, he knew very well this probably would never happen again, so he was taking his time, recording in his mind every single moment, every inch of your body, every little sound that came from you.

His thumb playing softly with your sensitive bud, making you arch your back and moan, his fingers felt like magic, suddenly his tongue traveled along your folds, making you moan louder as you tried to close your legs but Lando's hands were faster and he grabbed your thighs firmly, opening them wider than before.

"Let me know if it feels like too much, ok baby?" he asked in a soft sweet voice.

"Yes, don't worry, I can take it" you said pathing. He returned his head between your legs. the way his tongue traveled up and down your folds made you move your hips searching for more, but then he got it inside of you, the feeling of his strong tongue getting in and out of you mixed with his fingers working your clit was enough to give you your first orgasm, but he didn't stop, he kept going, now getting his fingers inside of you, he was going to make sure you'll remember this night for ever. The way his fingers curled inside of you seemed as if he knew you for ever, in no time he was touching that magic spot that got you screaming in pleasure, mixed with his tongue playing with your clit you got your second orgasm.

"You taste so good, baby" he said collecting your juices off his mouth with his fingers and licking them clean after.

He climbed up your body, kissing your pubic area, moved up your stomach, your chest, stopping to play with your right nipple as his fingers fidgeted with your left, he bit you softly, making you moan and pull his hair, he moaned against your boob and then kept sucking on it. He moved to kiss your collarbone, up your neck and stoped when he reached the sensitive spot right under your ear, his warm breath on your skin felt so good.

"Lando, please, fuck me" Your words filled with lust made his still fabric caged cock twitch, he wasn't sure how far you were taking this and didn't want to pressure you by removing the only layer of fabric that could still stopped you from going all the way, for some reason just eating you out didn't seem so bad as actually fucking.

"Are you sure?" He knew this was a question he could regret later, specially if you gave it a second thought and decided you have had enough and you wanted to stop.

"Yes, please, I need to feel you inside of me" Your words echoed inside his head making him wonder if this was all a dream, maybe somebody had spiced up his drink at the club and this was an hallucination, but then he felt your soft warm hands sneaking inside his pants, the moan leaving his mouth confirmed this wasn't a dream, this was real, you were under him, begging for him to fuck you.

He attacked your throat, leaving open mouth kisses, he was tempted to leave a mark, the animalistic part of him wanted to mark you for everyone to see, for your fiancé to see, but knew this was going to start a war, even if you kept the secret of who had done it Charles was going to end things with you and he couldn’t bare seeing you in pain because of him, and if he proudly confessed his sin he was going to lose Charles's friendship and the one from several of the other drivers, losing you for ever int he way, so he decided to be careful instead.

In your mind there was nothing but lust, you could feel Lando kissing your neck dangerously hard, if he kept going like that he was going to leave a mark, you could blame it on the landyard of your paddock pass, you knew no one was going to buy it, still you let him do his thing, it felt too god to stop him.

You barely recognized yourself, you had never lost yourself into lust like this, there was something in Lando that just drove you crazy and wild, he had such a different vibe from Charles, the Brit was wilder, more intense and Charles was always very careful and soft.

Lando’s hand cupping your pussy brought you back to the moment, you unbuttoned his pants and patted his bulge as you unzipped them, his eyes following every single touch of your hand as his chest moved in a quick pace, you caressed his bulge over his boxers, he was so hard and warm.

“Can you feel it? How hard I am for you?”

“Yes, I need to taste you”

“It’s all yours baby, it’s always been” you couldn’t quite hear that last part because you were on your way down to position yourself between Lando’s legs as he removed his pants leaving his boxers on. You gave little kisses all around his bulge and over the precum stain, making his cock twitch.

“You’re torturing me, love”

“Oh yeah? Why is that?” You playfully asked as you kept giving soft kisses all over his bulge.

“You know why”

“No I don’t” an innocent look in your eyes. “Tell me Lan, what do you want?

“I want you to suck my cock”

“Is that all?”

“No” he grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled it so you were looking directly at him “I want to fuck your throat until you’re al teary eyed, I want to see you drool all over my cock, and then I want to see you take and swallow my cum like the good girl you are”

His words making you even hornier but also making you blush, you had never been talked like that, Charles was always so polite, sometimes he would spank you or he would be a bit more rough when fucking your mouth, but he was never this straight forward.

"Please do it"

With his free hand he lowered his boxers just enough to free his rock hard cock and he shoved it in your mouth, you gaged from how deep he went but the next second your tongue was moving around his shaft inside your mouth.

"That's it baby, you're so good" he praised you, moving his hips up and down, hitting the back of your throat in a constant pace. In no time you were drooling all over his dick, his moans and hectic pace letting you know how much he was enjoying your mouth around him.

"Look at me, love" he pulled your hair just enough that you still had his dick in your mouth but your eyes were looking at him, the sight the best one he had ever seen, your beautiful face covered in sweat, the corners of your mouth glistening with your saliva, your eyes filled with tears, he felt a bit embarrassed of how much he loved that view, taking a mental picture for the future, he thrusted a couple times with you looking at him, he almost came at the sight, he knew maybe he didn't have two rounds in him, he had waited for this for so long his orgasm was going to be a big one, and after the race and the nightclub he didn't have enough stamina.

"Can I fuck you, y/n?" You said yes just with your head since your mouth was still occupied by the brits cock. He pulled you gently to release himself from your mouth and in a swift move he was over you between your legs, he moved towards his nightstand, you knew what he was searching for, but you couldn't wait anymore, at this point you were completely out of your mind.

"Don't..." this word made his heart stop, you wanted to stop? "I want to feel you Lando" You said taking his cock and directing it to your entrance.

"Are you sure, love?"

"Yes," He kissed you and slowly got inside of you, making you moan against his lips from the stretch, first his pace was slow but he made sure to push all the way, his hips hitting against yours, your hips started to move instinctively searching for a faster pace but he put his big hand against your hips stilling your moves and turned to look you in the eye.

"Wait, love, enjoy, feel it as it enters you" he whispered and continued with his slow but deep pace, you closed your eyes following his command and making sure your whole attention was set between your legs, you had never paid that much attention to the feeling, it was amazing, a long moan left your mouth, letting him know you were feeling exactly what he wanted to show you.

He kept that same pace, his hand now around your throat keeping a tight grip, just enough for your adrenaline to start rushing your face distorted by the overwhelming sensations, he loved seen on you like that but he had to close his eyes and burry his face in your neck, if he kept looking at your sweet face in pure ecstasy he was going to cum.

When you started clenching around his dick, the sign of your third orgasm of the night, he speed up his pace as you came all over him, after this he realized he wasn't going to be able to last for much longer and he wanted to try one last thing, he exited you, and before you had time to say anything you where on all fours, his finger tracing your wet folds making you moan, followed by a hard slap on your ass that made you scream in a mix of pleasure and pain, that mark was going to be difficult to explain, but you just had to avoid doggy with Charles until it was gone.

He entered you hard and deep, you almost lost your balance but after readjusting your grip on the sheets you started to move your hips to match his pace, his dick touching deep inside of you, your pussy hurting from how sensitive it was after three incredible orgasms.

One of his hands on your hips setting the pace, the other sneaking between your legs to play with your clit that was pretty much done at this point and he knew it so he was being extra gentle.

He was so close, seeing your back arch in pleasure drove him too close to his release.

"I'm going to cum, love"

"Do it"

He didn't need to hear anything else and he finally released himself inside of you, after a few calming breaths he pulled back, admiring his cum leak out of you, he grabbed some with his fingers and pulled you gently from your hair.

"Taste us, my love" he put his fingers in your mouth and you licked them, before you were done he got them inside his mouth. "So good, baby" He kissed your lips softly, you were so close to fainting from exhaustion you didn't notice when he left the bed until a warm damp towel touched between your legs, he was cleaning you up, when he was done he hugged you thigh against his chest and it all turned black.

Your phone ringing woke you up, when you turned to search for it Lando was already handing it to you, the look on his face letting you know who it was, Charles's name and face on your screen. You cleared your throat an after a big sigh you answered.

"Hi baby"

"Cherie, where are you? Are you ok? I'm so sorry about yesterday, I'm so stupid, please tell me you're ok" You felt a punch to your stomach when you heard how worried he was.

"Baby, calm down, baby, I'm ok, everything's ok, yesterday I got too drunk, Lando was giving me a ride back to the hotel but I was still to upset so he kindly let me stay at his" You turned to look at Lando, you could see pain in his face, his beautiful green eyes framed by deep dark circles, he hadn't sleep a minute all night, he couldn't, he wanted to keep this night in his mind forever, so he spent the whole night admiring you, at some point he grabbed his camera and took a couple of shot of you sleeping, he knew it was a bit creepy but he couldn't help it, also they weren't something dirty or vulgar, they were beautiful, he was getting pretty good at this new hobby.

"Thank God, Baby, Let me just change my clothes and I'll pick you up right away"

You could see Lando gesturing something to you but you couldn't get what he was saying.

"Please, let me drive you" he whispered in your ear, his voice sending shivers down your back, bringing quick flashbacks from your previous night.

"Don't worry, love, Lando it's already in the shower, he said he'll drive me, ok? as soon as he's out of the shower we'll be on our way"

"Are you sure? Please love, I can't wait to see you, I need to see you"

"Yes baby, don't worry" you took a deep breath and kept talking "I can't wait to see you, too" Lando turned to look at the floor looking for his clothes, hearing how concerned his friend was made him feel even worse, he knew charles loved you, but he did too, this was so painful.

"Ok baby, see you here, je t'aime" (I love you)

"Je t'aime aussi" (I love you too)

You hung up your phone and turned to look at Lando who was in his boxers, walking towards the bathroom.

"Want to shower?" he looked at you nervously.

"Umm...I... we..."

"It's ok, we don't need to shower together, I mean who cares about the planet and saving water?"

"Lando" your breathy laugh easing the tension.

"I'm sorry, I just, I don't know how to, you know, whats going to happen?"

"Lando, I'm getting married." You looked at your ring.

"I know" he leaned against the bathroom door, you turned to look at him, he now seemed like a completely different person from the guy that had greeted you at the beginning of the night, his big biceps pretty visible now that his arms where crossed in front of his broad chest, you looked away searching for your clothes trying to hide your blushing cheeks.

"Lando, I..." You stood up covering yourself with your dress.

"Don't worry , I get it, just..." He walked towards you and took you by your shoulders "Just know that this wasn't just a fuck, it would be stupid to keep it a secret anymore, I'm in love with you, I have been for a while now and all I want is for you to be happy, and if you're happy with Charles I won't interfere"

"He makes me happy"

"Ok, that's good enough for me, I'll keep my distance"

"Just don't be a stranger, I..." you searched for the right word "care a lot about you"

"I hate that word, it makes it sound like you're my nanny or something"

"You know I don't mean it like that, I love you Lando, just not like that" You could see the pain in his eyes and it was hurting you too.

"Ok, enough, go in the shower, we need to get you to your hotel" he turned cleaning a tear from his cheek, you felt the need to hug him, but stopped yourself, you knew this had to end here, you walked in the bathroom and took a quick shower, when you were getting dressed you searched for any marks, Lando's hand on your ass was starting to fade, you felt relieved, when you were done he got in and showered fast.

As you where about to exit the room he pulled you back in and closed the door, he turned you to look at him, before you could ask what was happening he was kissing you, you couldn't help yourself and you found yourself kissing him back, a soft moan from you brought him back to reality, he was starting to get hard but knew nothing was going to happen so he just broke the kiss and looked you in the eye.

"I'm sorry, I know once we walk out that door it will all be over and I just had to do it one last time"

"It's ok" He gave one last peck on your lips and opened the door, letting you go first.

The ride back was in complete silence, just the sound of Lando's spotify filling the air, when you got to the hotel you both stood in silence.

"Lando..."

"You don't need to say anything, I know, just go, Charles is waiting for you, and don't worry nobody will know about what happened, just remember, I love you" those three words got imprinted on your mind, you were screwed, you knew you felt something for him too, but you weren't sure what it was, it was different from the love you had for Charles, but it was definitely deeper than what ever you felt for all the other drivers.

"Thanks" You said and he just answered by putting his hand on your thigh and giving it a squeeze. You exited the car and walked up to your room where your fiancé was waiting anxiously.

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Tracks of iss pyar ko that I abhor.

Sorry, this is a rant post. My deepest apologies if you have to bear with this. The show is 12 years old, it's been done and dusted, it's not going to come back (whyyyy!). But, atleast we can keep talking about it.

Here's the list of tracks I seriously hate, hate haate!

order is from least hated to the most hated.

7. Nainital track.

It's not like I don't like the concept, it's just that I hate the execution! Getting hit on the head by the boot of a car and getting inside of it is lame. They could create some other excuse for this to happen.

What I hated:

Khushi hitting her head on boot.

Khushi's plan of action in order to have Lavanya and Arnav spend some time together.

Arnav's Idea to drive to Nainital himself! Gosh!

6. Shyam's reveal (part 1) and aftermath.

Again, it had a lot of scope. But, execution wasn't impeccable. I wish they would have utilised this opportunity better. And I hated the way things turned out later, like what happened with Anjali.

What I didn't like:

Khushi not making a single strong point throughout the argument.

Her claim that she had evidence but, had none.

Arnav being a statue throughout when he knew that Shyam was actually smitten by Khushi and admitted it shamelessly.

Manorama. (This woman is annoying here).

Khushi trying to act like a goddess thinking she has the right to console Anjali and she would listen.

Khushi really doesn't regret a thing about hiding the truth.

5. Financial Blackmail, Khushi being dumb, Mai tumhe wapis paa lunga.

I hate the fact that this track started immediately after Anjali tried to abort her pregnancy. It's really ridiculous that it was introduced so immediately. Arnav was being petty in this track, Khushi didn't have a plan.

What I hated:

The timing of this track.

Arnav digging his own grave while trying to appease khushi.

Khushi is not really understanding the depth of her own mistake.

Anjali's heartbreak and her reaction to the closeness between Arnav and Khushi.

Arnav blackmailing Khushi.

Khushi doesn't really know what is she doing at this point.

I hate the fact that Arnav scared Khushi so much when he didn't go to Agra.

Khushi not having a dime in her pocket even when she had dabba service. And her going to Arnav Singh Raizada for money. (talk about being spinless).

4. Shyam's reveal (part 2)

Khushi and her ridiculously childish method of revealing the truth as if she is some host of a reality T.V show. I hate everything about this, I don't like the execution of this track again. I won't talk about this.

3. Masala mama and Manorama bond!?

What the! Haye re Nandkishor! Hey Devi Maiyya! Ye sab kya ho rha hai!?? The standard of writing here is so low I can't even. I understand there's tons of pressure on writers but, guys? You could come up with something basic at least.

What I hated:

Manorama is in this track.

Masala mama is an unnecessary addition to the show.

I hate how ridiculously Khushi and Mami were trying to get evidence.

What's with Shyam? And his brazenness?

2. Suicide track .

I don't hate the concept. But, they could have given better reasons for this to happen. Khushi is a free spirit, she can't be broken so easily. She is resilient. Unless she has better reasons, she won't do this. And Arnav? He is indifferent to the fact that she tried to kill herself!?

what I hate:

Her reasons to die.

Arnav's indifference

She said if lavanya and Arnav had told her she would have killed herself.

What the hell is this about not having a dime again?

Mrs. INDIA track.

Khushi could cook, Khushi could dance, Khushi could design clothes, she made the best desserts. But, what profession did they choose for her? Modelling. Modelling?! What!?

They should have ended the show before executing such nonsense.

Honorable mentions :

Sheetal and Aarav: they were unnecessary. We didn't need a junior ASR, we didn't need to know a new ex girlfriend of Arnav.

2. Bubbly the Beelzebub: Someone spank the brat's butt. She dangerous, she psycho but most important she a monster.

3. The second half of kidnapping track : I don't like how Arnav and Khushi had that naughty moment in Hut. I don't like how he hit her on head.

4. Project change Lavanya: What? It's so problematic.

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Curious about this one, bubbles? Not everyone likes the same thing, though it is easy to mold people to your liking. All you need is a simple nudge for them to bend. Even if it takes you to break their spine.

"(Reader), I made up my mind. I don't, I don't want the crown anymore." Hands clasped together to for warmth despite how ice cold it felt. I felt the older Sah'wel's heated gaze on me, making me shrink under their watchful eye.

"Ho, what is your reason of backing out when we're so near the finish line?" Understandably, the tone of their voice lace with suspicion. Like a predator they eyed me in my current battered appearance. Long black hair crudely cut by something. Usual attire showed signs of negligence. Yet they have still to find what is wrong with me and I pray to Rune and Mana to not let them find out.

"Do I need a reason to back out on the contest for the seat? You saw how weak I am compared to you, you're smart, kind, resourceful... Independent." It only anger them, a finger pointed at me threateningly. Their well kept hair brush against their face, eyes narrowed like a snake ready to strike.

"Éclair, how long have you known me?" They asked, walking around me. I could hear it, the loud thumping of Kah'un nestled in me, aching.

"For as long as this contest allowed us, (Reader). which make up at least 4 years for a mere-."

"I wasn't talking about about them. You've been quite distant from us since the trial of the scourge. What secrets have you been hiding from us?" Silenced by them, if I were to tell them now. Dread looms over my heart, weighing it in. I resisted the urge to hold my own throat in fear of showing.

"Well?" Firmly, they got closer, view of their visage grew too. Inhaling the now sweet scent that tempted me to bare my own teeth, another has wafted through. Questioning this in mind, but I have to stop myself from doing so

"I, I just don't feel as well nor as good as you. You're the best bet for the hope of our people." They made a hum as I cupped my Ku'an. The palm, tear shaped pendant, I felt it's truest wish. The whispers I hear surrounding this whole mess frightens me. Intentions of Queen Dairy and the new system of the new reign could never..

It didn't convinced them. Biting my own tongue, I nervously hope they won't see it.

"Heya, uh. (Reader)- Cham, Éclair-san.. Cha' doin' ?" Canelé, entered through the door of our boarding house.

"N-nothing, Nelle. You're back early, how was the after school activities?" The smile on my lips felt different, curious to is it always this difficult to do so.

"It was busy actually, you know how the substitute teacher Sara'in is with brewing lessons." Canelé tried to joke about the kind teacher that replaced the former teacher Asura.

Asura... It was no coincidence that she were replaced.

A bead of sweat formed and went down my face. Nervous, not because of the gruesome sight.

"hey, Éclair..?" The half fox called out to me, worry coated her tone.

"I, I am fine. Just not feeling well lately... I have to get going now, my lessons with Trés started a while ago!" I hurried out of the room to escape my suffocating room. Thinking this might be my only way out of here.

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A Broken Promise (Wanda Maximoff x Reader) (Anon Request) (Oneshot)

Summary: Based on this request. When Tommy and Billy gain their abilities, Wanda and R have a difference of opinion on what they should do about their children.

No specific gender for reader

A/N: There are many different ways to protect people and many different ways to get hurt doing so. This is my approach. I hope you like it! I have a feeling this is not at all what you were going for but with my other ideas, a happy ending simply wasn't going to work out haha Enjoy!

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“Tommy! Slow down!” You shout at your son as he uses his abilities to finish the course you had set up for him in the woods. You were trying to teach him how to control his speed so that he could slow down in front of other people whenever he needed to run. It was too risky for him to be out in public ever since his abilities came in. He has no control and he doesn’t want any. He was a ten-year-old boy who could run faster than a car. Of course he was having way too much fun.  

Tommy giggles and that’s how you’re able to spot him in his path and stop him by grabbing his arm. “Hey! I didn’t know you could do that!” He complains and tries to struggle out of your grip.

“There’s a lot of things you don’t know, kid,” you say and put special handcuffs on his wrists that stop his powers. “Now, behave or else I’m leaving these on.” You hated having to resort to these measures but it was the only way to get him to listen. 

He gets a mischievous glint in his eyes and tries to run away from you again but he isn’t able to move a centimeter. He frowns looking at the cuffs, “This is no fair! I doubt mom is doing this to Billy!” 

“I know she isn’t, this is our only pair and unlike you, Billy listens.” You retort, making your boy pout and try to manipulate you into removing the cuffs with his big eyes that mirrored your own. He bats his lashes as he promises to behave and you almost take them off until a voice stops you. 

“He’s lying, leave them on,” Pietro walks through the woods and you greet him with a grateful smile and a hug, thanking him for making it out. “Are you kidding? If anyone is going to mentor my nephew in speed, it’s going to be me. No offense, Y/n, but you just don’t have what we do. Ain’t that right, champ?” He holds his fist out for Tommy to bump and the boy does with a wide grin.

“Wait, I get to be taught by Uncle P?” Tommy asks excitedly and you try not to take it to heart. You did have the poor kid in handcuffs because you didn’t know what else to do. 

“Yes, but only with my supervision. No funny stuff, Pietro. We don’t need him exposing us to the community because of some silly prank,” you warn your brother-in-law. The two of you pretty much grew up together, you were well aware of his mischievous ways. In truth, it’s why the two of you got along so well but now that you were a parent you couldn’t believe the amount of things the two of you got away with. It kept you up at night worrying that the boys might be just as clever as they got older. 

“You know there is a place where he might be safer if you’re so concerned abo–”

“I’m going to stop you right there. Wanda and I already discussed this. We’re not sending our boys to some school where we’ll never see them. We’re not like those other parents. We actually love our kids and what they’re capable of.” You explain further. When you found out that Tommy’s power was similar to Pietro’s, of course you called him, but you wish you hadn’t needed to. He worked at Xavier’s School For Gifted Youngsters in New York and immediately insisted that you enroll them. It wasn’t more than a train ride away from where you and Wanda lived in Westview, New Jersey, but that was still too far for your liking. “We want them to feel normal.”

Pietro shakes his head at the statement. “The only place they will feel normal is at the school, and you know it. You remember what it was like there, it was the best place for people like us. Without that place how else would you and Wanda have met?” You clench your jaw at his point. He had a fair point. Without that school you wouldn’t have known that there were more people that had abilities and that there was nothing to be afraid of. You might not have found love without it. Or even thought it was possible for someone like you. “Come on, I will personally drive them down here every weekend. How does that sound?” He negotiates. 

“Like you need to have this conversation with your sister. Her stance is no, that’s where I’ll stand until she tells me otherwise,” you sternly respond. 

This makes him smirk, “You’re so whipped,” he mutters. You’re unable to fire back at him because Tommy complains the handcuffs are itching. “Alright, I suppose I’ll let you out of those things.” Pietro holds his hand out to you and you roll your eyes as you hand him the keys. After Tommy is set free he is asking his uncle a million questions, ready to follow anything the man says to him. You enjoy seeing him so happy and watching how good Pietro is with him. 

You began to wonder how many other kids might be just as fast as Tommy and what kinds of friends he might be able to make at the school. You knew that you would never feel comfortable with him or Billy making friends with kids at the school here. They could trust the wrong person and the next thing you knew, you and Wanda would be forced to relocate somewhere safe or go into hiding. As the lesson continues on you start to question if you and Wanda were doing more harm than good by keeping the boys in Westview. You knew how quick they were to turn against any mutant that gets exposed. There have been two other kids that got turned in this year alone. 

When the sun begins to lower, you call it a day and the three of you head home. Luckily, Pietro had tired out Tommy so you didn’t have to worry about him accidentally speeding home on the walk back to the car. Once you’re home, you notice something off about the windows. Walking through the door you find Wanda putting out a fire and Billy sitting on the stairs with an apologetic expression. The house was a complete wreck and there was no denying that you and Wanda were in over your heads. “Darn, I was hoping to have this all fixed up before you guys got back,” Wanda says breathlessly. 

“Woah, Billy!” Tommy says, impressed by his brother's damage. 

“Okay, boys, go get cleaned up for dinner,” you direct as you shoo them up the stairs. They protest but ultimately march in the direction. “Wanda, I think we need to revisit–”

“No! I’m not sending them away, Y/n! After everything it took to become their mother, I’m not going to send my babies away for someone else to raise them,” Wanda shakes her head. “I won’t have them thinking that we gave up on them.” You put your hands on Wanda’s shoulders to keep her from getting worked up. That was something that the both of you struggled with for so long. Feeling like your parents abandoned you because they were ashamed of you and your abilities. Which turned out to be true for your parents. However, it wasn’t completely true for Wanda. But that was a mess of a story for another time.

“Look at this place, love, we don’t have the means to teach them here. What if one of the neighbors stopped by while you were teaching Billy?” You hold Wanda’s hands in yours as you try to reason with her. “It will be okay,” you reassure her but she pulls her hands out of yours. She looks at her brother angrily accusing him for turning you against her. “He didn’t do anything, other than show me that I can’t teach our son because I have no idea how to. I don’t have super speed and he needs more than a few hours on the weekends to learn.” 

Wanda chews on the inside of her cheek as she considers your words. She shakes her head and runs her fingers through her hair. “You promised me that you would always protect them,” she says in a low whisper. 

“This is me protecting them. Wanda, they are kids who can do really cool things! They’re going to want to show off and what happens then? Things could get nasty and then everyone is in danger. I,” you sigh and try to get her to look at you. When she defiantly refuses to, you decide to put the conversation on hold because her brother is there and the kids are still up. You clear your throat, “I will help you clean up.” She mutters her gratitude. 

Pietro whistles low and comments on the tension but offers to make dinner for everyone after Wanda gives him a killer glare. Together, you and Wanda clean up the mess that Billy made. As she fixes the television with her magic she thinks about the nights she spent crying in her bed missing home and the promises you made to her when you were younger. 

“When we have kids, I swear, I’m never going to send them away from us. If they have abilities, I’ll protect them no matter what. I never want them to feel the way we do,” you say as you gaze up at the stars from where you lie on the ground. The two of you had snuck out of your rooms and met up in a clearing in the woods to have a moment together. You brought a little picnic basket of desserts and Wanda provided a blanket for the two of you to lay on so that the grass didn’t scratch either of you too much. 

Wanda turns on her side to look at you with a blush and a smile, “You think we’ll have kids?” She reaches for your hand to play with your fingers. 

You turn your head to look at her, “Of course, you’ve always talked about becoming a mom.” 

“And you’ve always hated the idea of raising kids,” she reminds you.

You lick your lips and fight a smile, she wasn’t wrong. For a long time, you despised the idea of ever becoming a parent. But you fell in love with her and it didn’t seem like such a ridiculous concept anymore. You take her hand and mess with one of the many rings on her fingers. “True, but when I gave you this promise ring, I said that I would do everything to make your dreams come true.” You flit your eyes to hers and peck her on the lips, “I meant it.” 

Wanda kisses you again, “I love you.” 

You and Wanda avoid eye contact throughout dinner. Neither of you says a word to the other and the boys can sense that something is wrong between the two of you. Pietro does his best to entertain and distract the boys but he can tell that they are more concerned about their parents. It wasn’t unusual for you and Wanda to have a spat every now and then. But every time the two of you did, the boys never knew how to behave. They enjoyed it so much better when you and Wanda were mushy and playful.

When you send the boys to bed, neither puts up an argument about the early hour. They rush up the steps after telling everyone goodnight. Wanda lights a spelled candle that prevents anyone from listening in on the private conversation just in case either of the boys get curious. 

“I told Charles,” Pietro states. “He already knew, of course, but he is waiting for your call.” 

You look to Wanda and wait for her reaction but she doesn’t give much of one. “Well you can tell him not to expect one. We’ve got it covered,” she says and you shake your head. “What? You hated that place as much as I did!” 

“I was a kid then,” you respond. “I didn’t have the parents that Tommy and Billy do. I love those kids with every fiber of my being and so do you. My parents hate me, they wanted nothing to do with me then and certainly not now. Of course, I hated the place, fuck I hated myself back then. But looking back on it now, I…” you look away from her while shaking your head.  “I just remember the good stuff.” Wanda goes quiet as she continues to avoid looking at you. “I will be calling Charles first thing tomorrow and enrolling them, regardless if you change your mind,” you state. Wanda finally looks at you with the betrayal written all over her face. But you had to put your foot down. 

She blows out the candle and stands to leave. You try to stop her but she holds her hand up to quiet you. “I’m going to bed,” she says. “Don’t follow me.” She ascends the stairs and that’s the end of the conversation.

You sigh and put your face into your hands. “I better be doing the right thing here, P.” 

He pats you on the back, “Only time will tell.” 

You scoff and remove your hands from your face, “Good thing you’re not the guidance counselor, that was terrible.” 

A couple weeks later, you and Wanda are driving the boys to their new home. The car ride is silent other than the vehicle noises and the wind. Tommy was excited about the transfer when the two of you told them. But Billy was just as upset as his mother. He was surprisingly being the difficult twin this time. He refused to pack his things and kept trying to negotiate, promising to be a better kid if you would let him stay. You felt awful that he thought that way and tried to reassure him that this wasn’t a punishment but every time you tried to get Wanda to help, she would shrug or walk away. You kept promising Wanda that it wasn’t going to be a bad thing but she would just retort with mentions of your old naive promises. 

She was really trying your patience but you had high hopes that after a week or so of the new arrangement she would see that it was the right choice. But it took longer than a week. The first couple were tough because Billy would call every night begging for you or Wanda to pick him up. It killed you to tell him to stick it out a little bit longer and every time you told him that you loved him, he retaliated with, “Then let me come home.” 

Wanda wouldn’t let you sleep in the room but she would sneak into the guest room, where you slept, and would crawl in next to you for a few hours. You never said anything because you knew she would stop, so you simply took it at her showing that she still loves you even though she was being stubborn. 

After the second month, Billy’s calls consisted of a boy named Teddy. The most you ever heard about Tommy was from Pietro or when they came home for the weekends. It was always updates about his progress or how many friends he was making so quickly. Wanda slowly began to stop punishing you when the boys asked you guys to come to the school to visit them instead of them coming home. She finally saw them with other kids like them and the freedom they had while being there. Back in Westview they would have been miserable trying to hide who they are. She saw that now. 

Billy stopped seeing the new school as a punishment and when Wanda asked him how he felt about the school he told her that he loved it and thanked her for making him go. That night, Wanda took your hand and brought you to the bedroom. 

One day Pietro calls to tell Wanda that Tommy had a bad fall and broke his arm. Fortunately, his abilities included fast healing but Wanda was upset again. She blamed you. “Wanda, boys fall and break their arms all of the time! He probably would have done it if he was still living here!” 

“Yes! But the difference is that we would have been there for him! Not an hour away, finding out when it’s too late to do anything for him!” She argues. 

“He is safe, he is fine, you heard him on the phone. He thought it was the coolest thing to ever happen to him. Tommy doesn’t resent us for not being there,” you sigh and put your hands on your hips. “Wanda, I don’t know how much longer I can have you upset with me like this anymore. What do you want from me?” You helplessly ask. Feeling rundown and unbelievably hurt by the way she has been treating you. 

Wanda clamps her mouth shut and looks at you. She throws her hands up as she considers what could be done about the situation that would make it better for her. It wouldn’t be easy to take the boys out of the school since they really like it there. If she wasn’t too stubborn to admit it, she would have to agree that it was the right choice to send them there. You sit down on the sofa as you wait for her to answer. 

There was only one thing she wanted but you couldn’t necessarily give her. “I need my babies,” she says. “I just need my babies back.” She falls to the loveseat. 

You nod slowly, figuring that’s what she would say. “I guess I could talk to Charles and Pietro again. Get the kids–”

“No,” she says. “That’s not what I mean.” You look at her curiously. “I want them to be babies again. I want it back to when the safest place they could be was home with us. I want to be able to hold their entire bodies in my arms. I want them to be my babies again.” She says with watering eyes and a tight voice. 

You nod and move to sit next to her. Cautiously, you put your arm around her and when you do, she falls against you as she cries. “I know, love. They grew up so fast.” You do your best to comfort your wife. “I didn’t think it would be this hard,” you admit with tears in your eyes. “I’m sorry that I failed you,” you kiss the top of her head.

Wanda pulls away from you at your words and shakes her head, “No,” she whispers. “No, don’t think that. You didn’t fail me. I’ve just been so mad at the world for putting us in this position where we have to send our boys away to keep them safe. I’m sorry that I’ve been taking it out on you.” She puts her hand around your neck and pulls you in for a kiss. “It’s not your fault,” she says between breaths. You pull her into a tight forgiving hug and suggest that the two of you should plan a fun summer vacation for the family and she agrees. 

At some point you ask Charles to keep you and Wanda in mind in case a teaching position ever becomes available. He promises that the two of you will be the first he calls if there ever is. Summer comes around and you and Wanda spoil the boys with going to amusement parks nearby. You take them into the city for sightseeing and then take trips out to other popular family vacation spots. The boys were having way too much fun to question it and they were happy to see you and Wanda getting along again.

Before either of you are ready, school is back in session and the two of you are moving their stuff into their room. It happened to be your old room and you were surprised to find where you had carved your initials with Wanda’s on the desk they hadn’t replaced. Wanda blushed when she saw it, she promised to show you how much she appreciated it later. The boys make grossed out noises when they overhear the comment. You laugh. “I know those sounds from anywhere,” a voice says. “Still grossing others out for your own amusement, Y/n?” Professor Xavier rolls into the room. 

“Actually, it was this one over here with her inability to whisper,” you tease.

“I see,” the man chuckles. “I used to speak to Erik with my mind whenever we weren’t alone,” he hints towards Wanda. “One of the benefits of gifts like ours.” 

Shocked by the information, you let out a short laugh and Wanda covers her face. “How is the old ball and chain doing?” You ask and he glances at Wanda before he answers. Things were complicated with Wanda and her birth father, Erik Lensherr. She didn’t even know that they were related until a couple years after attending this school. It made her feel so much worse about herself. She was abandoned by parents at birth only to be abandoned years later by the people she thought were her only parents. It took you years for her to trust that you would never abandon her.

“That is a terrible term, you know,” he states and you shrug. “And he is doing just fine, thinking about going into an early retirement. I might join him, I think it’s time we gave others a chance to enrich the young minds that come through here. Don’t you?” You find yourself even more shocked than before. The two of them leaving would mean that there would be space available for both you and Wanda to join the staff. 

“Wow, I don’t think I could imagine this place without you in it,” Wanda speaks up. “Who do you think would replace you?”

The man smiles, “No one can replace me. I’m one of a kind.” You agree with him while Wanda gets annoyed by the interaction. “I do, however, have a few people lined up to take my position as headmaster. I will be testing them out through this term. Hopefully, I will find someone suitable before next school year.” 

It takes two years before you get the call that Charles and Erik have retired, leaving a few positions open. You inform Wanda and ask if she wants to teach there. She takes a month to come around to the idea of it and another month to make a final decision. The next time that you’re moving the boys into their room, you and Wanda are moving into one yourselves to start a new chapter of your lives.

The end.

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(Truth or Dare) Nora to Penny

Truth, what was her most sexy dream or

Dare, tell one person of Nora's choosing what she truly thinks of their behavior (blunt Penny ho!)

"Alright! It's time to get this done, so how about-"

As Nora began to look across the room, a sudden.

"AHEM."

Caught her and everyone elses attention.

All eyes suddenly fell on the second ginger of the group, Penny Polendina watched with a jagged smile.

"Oh shit..."

No one was quite sure who said it, but they had come to a sudden realization.

"I do believe it's my turn friends."

'Oh fuck we forgot Penny!'

Truthfully Penny had remained quiet on purpose, rather enjoying the situations unfold before her. So she wasn't particularly surprised that no one had noticed.

"Oh crapbaskets Penny! I'm sorry!"

"It is alright friend Nora. But I do believe you should ask now."

"Right! Uh, truth or dare?"

"Dare please."

"I dare you to uhm... tell Jaune what you think about their behavior!"

Nora was trying to think fast, and that was honestly the best she could come up with. Besides it's not like anything could go wrong right?

"Oh? My personal opinion on friend Jaune's behavior?"

"Yea..yeaeh!"

"Go easy on me Penny."

"I see."

The Robotic girl thought for a moment before she turned her attention towards Jaune, "I think that your behavior is quite unbecoming. Your earlier actions in the year are far clearer to everyone involved, and your choice of becoming a huntsman is that of your own. However, due to your lack of training it could be dangerous. I recognize your wish to help others, but you must also realize that if something where to happen to you due to being inexperienced your friends and family would be devastated."

Penny kept a solid face as she turned towards everyone, "The lack of training showed in your near inability to hold a sword. Though you do pick up on context quickly, and were able to gain experience due to the help of your team, Namely Pyrrha it is a strange occurrence."

"Well I mean... it could have meant anything really!"

Penny shook her head, "Having gone over previous recordings it's very obvious how untrained you were. I am very glad that you have been able to pick up on things, as you are a valued friend. Though... like with how no one recognized Blake as a cat faunus at first due to her twitching ribbon, it still perplexes me how no one figured out that you had snuck in prior to the Headmaster revealing the info."

Both Team Rwby and JNPR had the ability to look flustered, as did a few other people.

"Now hold on a minute! Blake always wore the bow, it was hard not to-"

Penny interjected Yang, "She did not change her name, the Belladonna's are a well known family, and it is not a common family name. She also shares various traits with both Kali and Ghira Belladonna. Also she displays rather stereotypical cat attributes, the need to constantly eat fish. The strange fear of dogs, even one much smaller and non aggressive towards her. Her ribbon also twitches. It is surprising that no one on her team was able to recognize this."

"Well that's not fair Penny you see-"

"Weiss, Sun was able to recognize it right away."

Weiss had any argument she was going to make shutdown right there.

"Again, these are as easy as seeing how much of a flirt Neptune is. On record he has attempted to flirt with up to 50 female students till now, hoping to see what sticks."

This of course got Weiss to glare at him.

"Hey now!"

"So yes, it is a bit odd... though I believe my dare was not on Blake nor on Neptune."

She turned back to Jaune who was now shriveling, "Once more, I do believe your decision was idiotic. However- I also appreciate that it has led towards us becoming friends." Penny smiled gently.

This got everyone to calm down, "Oh and one more thing, I do understand that you aren't quite the beast that friend Ciel seems to believe."

"He is!"

"But I must recommend using protection and safety for the foreseeable future. From what I have gathered your mother's side of the family, the Arc's, are well vigored, aura not withstanding. Also there are perhaps some wounds that Aura can not protect against."

Now he and a few other girls were blushing.

"Damn."

It was Blake who spoke.

"I suppose we shouldn't get Penny angry."

Ruby nodded "Agreed..."

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𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ! official meet

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Sunoo had gotten to Hybe Cafe before Y/N, and watched from behind the counter with his apron on, talking to Riki under the guise of taking his order, when they walked in. They grinned, waving at the two of them before going behind the counter, past him and through the door leading to the kitchen and staff room. He waits until he no longer hears their footsteps, then turns to Riki. The highschooler, for once, didn't have school, and had decided to spend his day with Sunoo while he worked his shift.

“And you don't know why they asked you about your shift today?” The taller of the two whispers, and Sunoo nodded.

“I checked the schedule too, it was supposed to be me, Yeonjun, Draco, and Hyunjin today. I asked Jungkook about it, and he said that Hyunjin swapped shifts with Y/N.” Riki hums, tapping his fingers on the counter. The bell rings again, and they both turn their heads to see Yeonjun coming in, passing Yujin as she slips out, shift finished not too long again. The older boy shuffles in and past them, raising a hand to them in greeting before heading to the staff room as well.

“Maybe they intended to ask you if you wished to switch but got scared? You guys aren't really friends, right?” When Sunoo nods, Riki continues. “Exactly, so maybe they chickened out and asked Hyunjin instead.”

"I don't think so. I don't know them well but that didn't seem like their intention.” Sunoo picks at his cuticle. “I don't know. I thought it was weird and wanted another opinion.” Riki nods as Sunoo moves, following hos from across the counter. The pink-haired boy stopped in front of the pastry display, opening it and rearranging them, putting the day ones in the back to make space for the fresher ones.

“Maybe you should ask them? Like a normal human being?” Riki suggests, and Sunoo looks up at him like the boy had suggested he go and kill nine people and a dog.

“No! I don't wanna make it a big thing, i just thought it was a bit weird. It doesn't matter.” He says quickly. Riki raises an eyebrow, eyeing him suspiciously but not saying anything. When Sunoo is finished, he peels the latex gloves off and tosses them in the bin before looking at Riki.

“If you have something to say, say it.” He snapped, walking to the register and tapping the screen a few times, resetting it to the place order option.

“You're just being weird about this.” Riki says bluntly, then changes the subject. “So, did you hear that they ended Attack on Titan: Season Four Part Two last Sunday?” He asks. The thing about Sunoo and Riki is that when one of them changes the subject, the previous conversation is over. No dwelling or overthinking, just move on. Sunoo bit his lip; he wasn't finished with the conversation, and a part of him was way too nosy for his own good. Still, when Riki cleared his throat, eyeing him again with the same look as before, he drops it.

“Yeah, can you believe they're making a part three? Why not just make more seasons?”

“Exactly what i'm saying!”

When Y/N gets to work, they head for the staff room immediately, passing Sunoo and Riki as they do so. They spare a brief greeting as they pass, pushing through the doors leading to the kitchen and staff room. They pass Jungkook, their manager, and Taehyung, their assistant manager, who have started taking out the different flavored and brands of coffee. The door to the staff room is already open, and they step on quickly, putting their bag in the corner and grabbing their apron.

Yujin sits at the table, checking her phone every few seconds. Y/N assumes she's waiting on Yeonjun to show up so she can clock out. Draco comes in, grabs his phone, and walks out, leaving behind the scent of coffee.

“Hey, Y/N.” Yujin calls to them, and they glance over as they pin on their nametag. “Why'd you swap shifts with Hyunjin?” She questions. Y/N doesn't respond, just instead looks at Yujin. The older girl raised her hands, as if to clarify her intentions. “It's not my business, I just know that Hyunjin almost never swaps shifts with anyone, and you usually do the mornings with me.”

“Ohh.” The question fully registers in their head. “Uh, you know. I have something planned for tomorrow so I asked if I could take his shift.” They retie their apron. Yujin nods, then looks at her phone.

“Oh, finally.” She gets up, pushing the chair in and grabbing her bag. “Yeonjun is finally here.” She gives Y/N a quick kiss on the cheek and yells a goodbye to Jungkook and Taehyung. Y/N follows shortly, grabbing a tray of pastries and taking it through the other door. Sunoo is no longer talking to Riki, instead taking a customer’s order. He smiles at them as they pass, opening the display. They grin when they see the pastries from yesterday were moved to the back, and glance at Sunoo again before organizing the treats. They don't notice Sunoo approaching them until they're layering the double chocolate cookies and his hand taps their shoulder.

“Hey, what's up?” They ask, grabbing more cookies from the tray. He stuffs his hands on his pockets, rocking on his feet, they note.

“Nothing, I just wanted to check up on you, you know.” They nod, now putting the peanut butter jelly swirl cookies in the front.

“No, yeah, i'm good. But you should get that lady with the scarf around her neck's order before she commits manslaughter.” At that he laughs, head falling back and shoulders shaking. He grins and says nothing in return, just moving past them to go get that lady's order.

For a while, it stays like that; Themself, Sunoo, Yeonjun and Draco passing by each other or taking orders and passing them along. They got lucky, it's a rather slow day. Sunoo takes his break at 3pm, sitting at one of the tables across from Riki, who had started to do his homework. Y/N watches as the pink-haired boy uses a pencil to explain the question, pointing at different places in the book. The black-haired boy nods and listens closely, scribbling something down every few seconds. The wipe the counters mindlessly, cleaning whatever coffee spills and cookie crumbs are there. The bell for the rings as the door opens, and they look up.

Wonyoung is the first to walk in. She has on a fluffy cream bucket hat, paired with a turtleneck cream sweater and a black leather skirt. Jungwon follows, with a white t-shirt covered by a matching cream cardigan with regular jeans. They both see Sunoo and Riki first and greet them silent, and when Jungwon looks over to the counter, they smile softly, giving him a small wave before looking down at the register. When they looked back up, his cheeks were light pink, and he was nudging Wonyoung, who looked their way and waved.

They giggled at how enthusiastic she seemed, and reset the register for a new order. Wonyoung puts her purse on the table where Sunoo and Riki sit, and Jungwon sits next to them as Wonyoung approaches the counter.

“Hi, welcome to Hybe Cafe, where we believe in the music in your coffee. How can I help you?” Y/N says, and Wonyoung laughs.

“Wait, is that like the store's motto?” When they nod, the girl smiles and laughs harder. “Oh my god, Sunoo has literally never used that, that's so funny.” Then Wonyoung starts to play with her sleeves nervously. They both stand at the counter for a moment of silence.

“Soooo…” They start, and she looks up. “Are you gonna order or did you come over to see my handsome face up close?” They ask teasingly. At that, she blushes softly.

“Uh, yeah, sorry.” Wonyoung rushes to say, but Y/N shakes their head.

“Don't worry, it was a joke. If you want, I'll pose for you so you can look a little longer.” Then, they pose like an Apollo statue in a museum, and Wonyoung covers her mouth, but now before she lets out a cackle.

Goal #1 - Make both of them laugh - 1/2

“So, what can I get for you?” They ask, when the two of them stop laughing.

“Oh! Right, i'll take a vanilla bean frappuccino with extra mocha and caramel drizzle, an iced white mocha with caramel drizzle and sweet foam? And some of these heart shaped treats? They look so cute!”

“Of course, would you like 6 for $4, 12 for $8, or 16 for $10?” They asked as they quickly typed in the order.

“Uh,” She glanced back at the three boys behind her, then looked at Y/N. “16 for $10. Oh, has Riki ordered anything yet?” When they shake their head, she continues. “Okay, can you also add an iced vanilla latte with salted caramel cream foam and caramel drizzle? If it's not too much.”

“Oh no at all, don't worry, I got it. Alright your order total will be $32 and ¢56. Anything else?” Wonyoung shakes her head. “Alright, the order name is Wonyoung, cash, credit, or debit?”

“Wait, you know my name?” She asks, and her cheeks flush again. Y/N sheepishly smiles as warmth floods their body.

“Uh, yeah. We met the other day, remember?” They remind her, and she makes an “Ah” sound.

“Right, right. I guess you can call this our official meet.” Wonyoung says enthusiastically, and they nod.

“Alright, give me your card so I can get your receipt and orders soon.”

a/n: sorry for the length! i'm so used to writing over a word minimum of 1k and i included certain parts so yeah💀 but purr bold! y/n lowkey flirting with wonyoung?? and jw stans dw i got yall soon- also please note that i have never worked at a cafe before so if i mention something that doesn't make sense it's bc ion know, but please let me know!! and let me know what you think of my writing and what i can inprove on!!!

summary: wonyoung and jungwon don't have much in common. the fact they're friends - best friends, and roommates at that - is a wonder that their friend group fail to figure out. the only thing they share are three letters in their name. oh, and the fact that they both like the music major freshman who works at the coffee shop on campus

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Ævi - Frontlines

Hey again! This will be a continued series. The first Ævi series is in my masterlist and is only four parts. This is going to be a ongoing series, so there is going to be a lot more of Ævi to come. :)

Summary: Y/n or also known as Ævi has lived through varies of world events. Now it is 1941, she has excepted that some things cannot be changed so Loki has convinced Y/n to go to New York and live a normal life, a life Y/n always wanted. Or as normal it can be, because new introductions lead to events that didn’t go down in the history books.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader, Steve Rogers, Peggy, Loki, OC Vera

Warnings: Fluff, Violence, Angst, Me being sad writing this, we’re officially in Captain America the First Avenger now… So I guess spoilers? :( :( :(

Note: Omg.. When I tell you I have been dreading writing this part.. But like actually dreading.. Before I started writing this series I wanted it to be no more than 8 parts.. That obviously didn't work out

When I am writing and particularly writing about Bucky and y/n meeting again or them just being in love I always listen to Pirates of the Caribbean to the theme or Will and Elizabeth and I thought it would be good to share that with you guys. To get in the feels. Right now it jumps from POTC One day and the last minute or so from Drink up me hearties yo ho. I know it is so random, but I cannot get it out of my head.

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Part 13

It took me a minute to get here, but I was now in the Swiss Alps. I got word that this would be the next place the Howling commandos would go to. They think I'm dead, rightfully so, I fell off a train. Thinking about falling off that train with Bucky hurt, like someone was squishing my heart and I couldn't breathe. How was I gonna explain all of this. I should be dead. What are they gonna think of me being here, but Bucky is not. I sighed and brushed away a tear I felt rolling down my cheek.

I came here to help Steve, so that's what I'm gonna do. Ignore the pain for a second and help out.

I was hiding between the trees with a good out look on the headquarters. Nothing was going on yet. I knew Steve was gonna come soon, I just don't know when. I would need to tell him the truth about me. He's gonna hate me. I couldn't safe his best friend, but I'm alive.

These are times I really wished I was not immortal. Even Loki and Thor are not. They aged since I've met them, but me I'm still the exact same as I first was when I touched the stone. That stupid Life stone, but all I've seen is death. Sometimes I wished I never followed that man that gave me the box or I just had never opened the box.

I sat down against a tree and sighed again. What if all of that never happened? I would be with my friends and family. I have not seen them in almost a thousand years. I am not sure if I even remember their faces. I know I look like my mom, but now I can't imagine what she looks like anymore. It is awful. I am not even sure if I would recognize my own mom if I walked past her.

And the worst part of it all, the most selfish part. It hasn't even happened yet. Nobody is worrying about me being gone. Nobody is looking for me. Nobody is sad that I'm gone. Nobody even knows that I'm gone. I got blasted to the past in 2010 and it's 1945 now. In the mean time I have lived for a thousand years, but no one knows, No one human.

I'm not even sure if I want to go back to Sweden in 2010. Because I know I am not the same person I once was. I know I am not the same person they saw on my last day with them. Maybe one day I will go back to them, but certainly not the same day I had left them.

I shook my head. This was absolutely ridiculous. Of all people why me? Why let me be the protector of Life, yet I am always surrounded by death. Maybe it was time to fully use the Life stone. It has been under a protection spell from Frigga for hundreds of years so I won't be a beacon of power that attracts the wrong people. But because of that spell I never really found out what I could do exactly with my power. Sure I am still strong and I can heal wounds, but what is the extend of my full power? What if I could've helped Bucky... "These Hydra people." I scoffed to myself. Another thing that made me angry. Hydra. Before I got zapped back in time I studied history and never once was there anything mentioned about Hydra. But why? They have done all these horrible things, yet I have never heard anybody say a word about it. How is that even possible..-

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud explosion. I looked up and saw Steve zoom by on his motorcycle. Immediately the bunker started blasting at Steve as soon as they saw him. I kept looking at Steve ready to jump in any moment, but he pressed a button on his motorcycle and made the canon of the bunker explode and he got in with ease.

Steve was doing an amazing job fighting everybody off. He made men go down with ease until he was outnumbered. "Shit." I muttered to myself. I made a move to stand up hand grabbed my shoulder. I swiftly turned around ready to hit whoever grabbed my shoulder, until I realized it was Peggy.

"Y/n?" She said with shock in her eyes. Behind her I could see the colonel and soldiers. This was part of the plan. "How.. How are you alive?" Peggy stammered. I wasn't sure if now was the right time to explain everything to them if they were in the middle of their plan. So I decided to leap forward and embrace her.

"I'll explain everything later, but right now tell me what to do." Peggy let go of me and started to quickly explain that they had caught Dr. Zola and he told them that they were going to drop bombs and we needed to prevent that from happening.

"Move out!" Colonel Philips yelled. He gave me a gun indicating I was gonna fight with them. I followed after them and left and right people were being shot at by Hydra and vaporizing into tin air. Peggy was running next to me. We were both trying to shoot anybody that was a threat and they were trying to shoot us. The closer we got the bigger of a target we were. One Hydra agent got a little too close to Peggy and tried to shoot her, but I quickly moved my arm in the way and my bracelets that covered my lower arms caught the blast. I quickly looked up at Peggy who was looking at me in utter shock. But I turned back to the Hydra agent and ran towards him. I leaped forward and kicked him in his chest, knocking him out.

Peggy came running next to me. "You'll explain later?" She said with a smirk. "I'll explain later." I told her as I grabbed the gun from the soldier.

We both ran inside the facility taking out other Hydra agents while also losing some of our soldiers. The Hydra agents that were blocking our way were almost taken out when one spoke up. "Cut of one head, two-.." And I shot him. "Sorry? What was that? You didn't finish." I said with a smirk.

"Alright this way y/n." Peggy told me. "No, you go. There are more of them here and I'll make sure nobody will surprise you from behind. Now go!" I yelled as I ran the other direction.

And on que more agents emerged. I shot at them and one by one they were all turning into dust. For a second I looked down at the gun. I was amazed that this gun was powered basically by a grain of sand that was from the Tesserect. Only gives me more reason to find the full Tesserect. I shook my thoughts away and started looking for it. The Tesserect might be in a lab and if that ugly red skull is there as well it would just be a bonus. As I started running I realized something.

"SHIT!" It's not gonna be in some lab. Hydra is gonna bomb cities in a plane. He and the Tesserect are on the Goddammed plane. "FUCK!" I yelled to myself as I turned around and started running into the direction Peggy went.

How could I not have thought of that? My mind is so distracted I need to focus. As I ran through the hall I saw soldiers laying on the ground. It pained my heart seeing them. But I will not let their lives be waisted. They can't win, Hydra can't win.

I ran though a big door and ended up in a enormous hallway. This is probably where the plane was, but it was gone. People were still fighting.

"Y/n?" I heard Gabe yell from behind me. I turned around and saw him fighting off a Hydra agent. I ran towards him and kicked the agent off and he slammed into the wall. I put my hand up for Gabe to grab and he did that. "I thought.. Steve and I both thought you and Buck-.." I looked down and shook my head.

"Your ok I see." He said as he gave me a quick hug.

"We still got some things to do. The hugging can wait." Colonel Phillips said as he stepped out of a car with Peggy. I let go of Gabe and walked over to Peggy following her. "Where's Steve? I thought he was gonna be with you." I asked her, my mind running with all the things that could have happened to him.

"He is on the plane. He is going to stop it." She told me while having a quick pace.

We all went to the control tower waiting for a response from Steve. It was all nerve wrecking. Steve was up against someone alone in a plane. And in the mean time more Hydra agents had showed up. Colonel Phillips had ordered the soldiers to fight them off while we waited for a response from Steve.

All the wile I could only think that we could not lose. So many people have lost their lives. Because of this stupid war, because of Hydra. So many innocents. They need to be avenged. And Steve has the power to do that. He needs to stop that plane and prevent more people from losing their lives.

"Come in this is Captain Rogers. Do you read me?" We heard over the radio. Peggy immediately went over to the speakers.

"Steve is that you? Are you alright?" Peggy asked in concern. "Peggy, Schmidt's dead!" Steve said over the coms. Relief washed over me. It is done then, we won.

"What about the plane?" Peggy asked Steve. "That's a bit tougher to explain." Steve answered back. There has got the be some place where he can safely land.

"Give me your coordinates, I'll give you a safe landing site." She pressed on. My heart was pounding. We won right? I was a bit unsure now. I didn't like the way this was going.

"That's not gonna be a safe landing, but I can try and force it down." Steve explained. Colonel Phillips tapped my shoulder and pointed to the door. I closed my eyes. I knew where this was going.

We walked out of the room and everything started to blur. We had to win. Steve coming back alive is us winning. We had to win. Everyone in the hall was quiet, besides the gunshots you could still hear from outside. I think we were all trying to listen to what the conversation was with Peggy and Steve.

In just three days time I can not lose.. I can not lose two people I care about. "Please live Steve." I whispered to myself as I looked down.

"This is my choice." I heard Steve say faintly over the coms. "No." I whispered as I shook my head. My heart was pounding so fast I could feel it in my ears. I felt so powerless. Please live. I thought to myself again and again. "Please live, you're a good man Steve." I said quietly to myself again. Anticipating what would come next.

I heard them talk about a dance. Scheduling a date.

"I'll show you how. Just be there." Peggy said her voice wavering.

"We'll have the band play something slow. I'd hate to step on your..." Silence.

I took a few steps back until I was leaning against the wall and closed my eyes for a second. We won, but what did we lose? I let out a wavering breath. I felt myself turn hot. Again I thought of why this was not in any of the history books. I never learned about Hydra, Captain America or the Howling commandos. Was this all for nothing.

My anger was boiling inside of me. All these lives lost.. and for what? I failed, I failed to do the one thing I was supposed to do.

Then something clicked in my mind. If all of this was not important enough to be written down and remembered in books, I'll make sure there is nothing to remember. I am going to kill all the Hydra agents, every last one of them.

I took a deep breath and stood up right and started to head towards the gunshots that were still going on outside.

"Where are you going Ironside?" Colonel Phillips asked.

"To do something I should've done right from the beginning." i yelled back as I went for the door.

As I came to the entrance our soldiers were taking cover. We had the facility. But the Hydra agents were still shooting trying to get through and there were a lot more than I initially expected.

"What are you doing here?! Take cover!" Gabe yelled from his hiding spot at me. I gave him one look before ignoring him and walking straight into the line of fire.

My hands started to glow and I put them in front of me to catch all the blasts that were coming my way. Their guns were strong but I was stronger. Soon everybody from Hydra was shooting at me while I still walked forward. I wanted to be far enough away from my soldiers.

"Y/n!" Gabe yelled after me.

The magic glow started to slowly surround me doing it's job of protecting me.

When I was far enough I closed my hands making fists. "You get what you deserve." I said quietly. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on my power. Where it was coming from and where I wanted it to go. I felt it the power all over my body, but it was the strongest by my heart. I felt it was contained, caged almost. I took a deep breath.

And in one swift motion I opened my hands and put my arms up to my side.

Gold and white glow blasted out and swirled all around me, it made me slowly float in the air. It became bigger and bigger quickly and as soon as it hit the agents it vaporized, leaving nothing behind. In seconds the Hydra agents the were attacking us were completely gone.

This power felt great. Finally it was being let out after so long. They were getting what they deserved. All of them.

"Y/N! Y/N!" I heard someone yelling from behind me. I turned around. It was Peggy with fear written all over her face.

...

..

1972

"Love, you are losing yourself with all this power. You need to control it or it will control you." Loki told me with seriousness in his eyes. "Look around you. Look what it is destroying." I looked up at him. His eyes looked full of sorrow. He was right.

I turned around. Kattegat. All the memories I had here. It was all gone now.

..

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To be continued

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Part 7

Today's topic

Twinsies AU part 6

We left off on Sentinel in his high and mighty acting Magnus position, no longer happy after getting everything he's ever wanted. At first, the mech didn't know what to do. He tried training, which usually cheers him up, drinking a bit, reading, looking for a potential sparkmate. In the end, he decided to send his guards over to a small apartment in the middle class area of Cybertron, with a message for a special mecha in his spark.

Guard 1: *knocks*

Centinela: *opens door* May I help you?

Guard 2: Are you Centinela Prime?

Centinela: I don't go by that title. But yes, I am Centinela Minor.

Guard 2: You have been requested to speak with acting Magnus, Sentinel Prime. You will be escorted there effective immediately.

Centinela: Sentinel...wants to see me? *looks down kinda sad then goes back to a blank stare* The commander couldn't tell me himself?

Guard 1: He is busy in some government affairs. It's the reason why he asked for you. Sentinel Prime believes you can solve his dilema.

Centinela: Is that so? *sigh* Very well. Let's be off, then.

*In Fortress Maximus*

Centinela: *enters and salutes* Commander.

Sentinel, surprised: H-hey. I...didn't think you'd come.

Centinela: You are the acting Magnus. I couldn't say no.

Sentinel: Yes, you could. I'm just glad you didn't. *smiles* Ho-how are you?

Centinela: Well. And you?

Sentinel, sad: Honestly...heh...not good. You know how you said I gave up my life for something I would never get? Turns out you were right. I got everything i ever wanted but...it just...wasn't the same doing this on my own, compared to all the effort we did together to get our head start in our futures. I can't believe I was so stupid.

Centinela: You are not stupid, Sentinel. Just less intelligent. You were also young and power hungry. I can understand why you reached such a point of desperation.

Sentinel, sad: Don't try to make me feel better. It's not right. I was a bad friend, to both Elita and Optimus and I was a horrible brother to you. Nothing can justify what I did back then.

Centinela: You're right. But forgiveness is still achievable. No matter how bad your actions are.

Sentinel, tearful: Do you hate me?

Centinela: No.

Sentinel, angered: No? Then why does it feel like I'm talking to a wall? You're not reacting at anything I say, you've just been staring at me! What's wrong? Listen, I want to make things right, but I need some kind of way to know it's getting through instead of your analysis. Please.

Centinela: *stares blankly*

Sentinel, angered: What is it?

Centinela: You don't know.

Sentinel: Know what?

Centinela: I...I left you a message in your comm link. Did you ever listen to it?

Sentinel, sad: Honestly...no. I wanted to, recently. But I thought it would be better if we spoke like this. Instead me listening to such an old message and calling back.

Centinela: Sentinel, I reccomend you listen to it. Please

Sentinel: *actives comm link* Override 1139. Play message.

Computer: Playing. "Sentinel. I hope you're well. I wanted to speak with you, but it seems that you're busy. I wanted to let you know that Perceptor is reducing my personality to 20%. I won't be able to feel unless it's in an intense situation..."

Sentinel, shocked: What! No. *looks at Centinela* You...you didn't. You couldn't have.

Computer: "I'm sorry for what I said to you. And I forgive you for what you said to me. And that no matter how much you may hate me or how much we'll fight in the future, you'll always be my brother. And I love you, Sentinel. I love you, brother! I love you! I-I love you! *voice becomes more monotone* I...love you! I....love you. I love...you.... Goodbye, Sentinel." End of message. Goodbye.

Sentinel, crying: Tell me this isn't true. Please tell me this is some sick prank!

Centinela: I'm sorry, brother.

Sentinel, crying: Oh, Primus. No. No! What have I done! Oh no! No! *hugs Centinela* No please! Centinela! Oh Primus, it's all my fault! What have I done to you?! Oh, Centy, I'm so sorry! I'M SORRY! *sobs loudly* Please, no! Please! You have to be in there! Give me a sign, anything!

Centinela: .... *hugs back*

Sentinel, crying: Centinela?

Centinela, crying: You idiot. I told you I couldn't feel unless it was an intense situation. You're bringing back my pain!

Sentinel, crying: Good! Tell me how I caused it. How I made you suffer! How I should pay!

Centinela, crying: You've already suffered enough, you glitch! I just want my big brother back.

Sentinel, crying: And I want my sis to feel again. *lets go of Centinela and contacts Perceptor* Preceptor, I need to speak with you. Immediately.

Hours later

Perceptor: I apologize, commander. But as I previously stated, what's been done to Centinela is irreversible. I cannot, even if I wanted to, restore her personality to it's original state.

Sentinel, angered: No, there must be something you overlooked. We...I can't just leave her like this!

Centinela: Sentinel, let it go. There's nothing you can do for me now.

Sentinel, angered: No! I'm the Magnus! I decide when we should give up! Remember when we were newborns, that we could somehow talk to each other with our thoughts?

Perceptor: *whisper* what?

Centinela: I remember.

Sentinel, angered: Well I remember I emerged out of that artificial chamber thing first, telling you to wait for me to see if it's safe, and you didn't come out until after I said it was safe. I promised I would protect you from any harm that comes to you! And if I have to save you from something you did, because of MY mistakes, so be it!

Perceptor: If I may... Sentinel Prime, you said you and Centinela could communicate through your thoughts, correct?

Sentinel: Yes. We used to talk like that all the time, but it faded away as we got older. Why?

Perceptor: Centinela, are you aware of split spark convergence?

Centinela: Yes, the ability of split spark mecha to share their minds among other things when in peril. But that only works when the convergence persists until adulthood. Me and Sentinel were children when our convergence stopped.

Perceptor: A common misconception. Split spark convergence is permanent, and even when it feels it has faded, it can be reactivated temporarily through processor stimulation.

Sentinel: Less, sciency talk, more English. What does this have to do with me and Centinela?

Perceptor: If I can stimulate you to share your mind with Centinela, I may be able to transfer some of your emotional capability over to her. Of course, as I previously stated, this process is permanent. I cannot return whatever you wish to give to Centinela. So consider deeply how much you wish to give her-

Sentinel: Easy, all of it!

Centinela: You can't, you'd become a drone.

Sentinel: Alright, then half. 50%. I'll be just like you when it's over. I'll know how you felt. Perceptor, do the procedure now, please.

Perceptor: Yes, sir.

Two hours later

Perceptor: Like last time, both of you will have two minutes in your current emotional state. Sentinel you will experience a sudden drain to 50% emotional capability, and Centinela, an increase to 70%. There is still time for you to consider, Commander, giving a lower percentage before I close your helms.

Centinela: Yes, brother. Once this is done, you will be just like how I was, emotionally.

Sentinel: What's so bad about that? Besides, you'll make better use of my emotions than I ever did. *smiles*

Perceptor: Very well. *closes helms*

Sentinel: We'll be much better after this. I promise. I'm gonna make things right.

Centinela: You already apologized to me, to Optimus. Ultra Magnus will most likely never recover from his wounds, so it's too late to confess to him. What more can you do?

Sentinel: ....I...will replace every bad thing I've done with a good one. By being the best Magnus this planet can have. I will be kind, fair and just. And you will help me get there.

Centinela: *smiles slightly* Sounds good. You sappy idiot.

Sentinel: *chuckles then laughs* *laughter fades* I...I love you too, sis. *smile becomes less noticeable*

Centinela: *big smile, sighs* It's done. You okay?

Sentinel: Yes...I feel a little weird. But I'm fine.

Centinela: Good. We'll make good use of that 50%, won't we?

Sentinel: *slight smile* Hmm. Yes. Thank you, Perceptor. You may leave. I will later publicly announce the changes I've made. And from now on Centinela will be the new head of Cybertron Intelligence. You may go to her for any information you need.

Perceptor: Yes, sir.

FINALLY I'M FINISHED! I wanna do an epilogue tho 😔👉👈

I'll do one later. For now enjoy this last segment of the Twinsies AU. Hope ya liked it, cuz I sure did!

Fun fact: I cried while writing this haha

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Mystery Date

Pairing: Ray Blackwell x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1,691

Written by : @rikumorimachisgirl

Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Revolution and its characters, but this fic is conceptualized and written by me.

It happened on a Monday - that fateful Monday morning, during the Black Army Officers' daily huddle, which you've started attending as part of Sirius's Intelligence Division. Today's meeting was the same as always - nothing uneventful, thank goodness - which meant you could start training with your troop in about ten minutes… At least that's what you thought until Ray asked the magic question.

"Are there any other items you'd like to discuss before we adjourn?" The young King of Spades scanned the room one last time after everyone had given their updates. 

"Oh! Oh, I have one! The Festival's on Friday, " your seatmate, Fenrir, cried out. 

"Yes, we are all aware and preparations are underway, " Sirius said calmly.

"Oh-ho, but we may have missed out on an item here - a very important item, " the Ace of Spades insisted, as he pulled you to your feet, much to your surprise. "This lady here doesn't have a date to the Lunar New Year Ball yet."

All in attendance gasped. All, that is, except for Ray. The King of Spades sat back at his desk, his gaze lingered at you, as you blushed furiously beside his best friend. 

"You should have said so sooner! I would've asked you instead of that Red Army chick that Kyle introduced to me at the bar two nights ago, " Seth whined. 

"Why not go with Luka?" Sirius suggested.

"I'm on duty that day, " the Lieutenant tenant General replied, dispassionately.

"See? Told ya we had a problem…" 

"You guys don't have to worry about it, " you said, cutting them off before they start giving out suggestions. "It's really not a big deal. I can be on duty on that day, too."

"Or you could get all dressed up and attend the ball with a mystery date, " Ray finally spoke, and silence filled his office once more, as he smiled smugly at you. "And I've got the perfect person in mind for you."

"Well, how about that, " Fenrir turned to you happily. "See? My best bud's getting you a date! What did I tell ya - it ain't a problem, right?"

"Yeah, " you replied, trying to conceal your nerves as you watched Ray leave his office, still smiling smugly. "It's gonna be fine." 

***

You lazily crawled out of bed, silently cursing Fenrir and Seth for your lack of sleep. Ray had snuck out of base after dinner and the two officers you were patrolling with did nothing but put ideas in your head. After getting dressed and applying concealer under your eyes to hide the dark circles, you head out to join the team for breakfast. 

"'Morning."

You jumped at the greeting and heard a familiar laugh behind you. 

"Did I scare you?"

"Not really, " you replied after taking a few calming breaths, as you heard him approach. "Good morning, Ray."

"Rough night?" He peered at your face, as the two of you stood in the hallway just outside the dining room. "Your eyes are red."

"Oh… I… I was up reading, " you started, while watching him cock an eyebrow at you. "I was reading through the applications we received to check for high potentials…"

"If you say so, " he said, but you knew well enough that he didn't buy your excuse. As he made his way to the dining area, you pulled at his sleeve to stop him. 

"Hey, Ray -"

"Hmm?"

As his emerald green eyes met yours, you felt your heart pound and your cheeks flush several shades redder. He was so attractive, it just wasn't fair - from his messy dark hair and naughty smile, his lean physique, commanding presence, and his love for books - everything about him was perfect…

Too perfect, you were sure his date to the ball was, too. 

"Uh, are you okay?"

"Yes. Sorry, " you said, shaking away your previous thoughts. "I was gonna tell you that you don't have to find me a date -"

"Oh? That's too bad because I already did and he said he's excited about it."

"W-what? You already told him?"

"Yesterday. But you can't find out who he is until the ball. That's how a blind date goes, right?" he smirked, gazing deep into your eyes. "Is there anything else you'd like to ask before we head on to breakfast?"

"Yes, " you said bravely, squaring your shoulders as you met his gaze. "What about you, Ray? Who will you be going to the ball with?"

His eyes twinkled as he smiled wider. "Why so curious?"

"N-no reason." 

"I'm going with the prettiest girl in Cradle, " he said, winking at you before he opened the door to the dining area and stepped inside. 

You watched his retreating figure, grateful to the gods that he was immediately greeted by the soldiers and the rest of the officers. If he had turned back, he probably would've seen the crestfallen look on your face. 

***

"He wanted me to ask you what color your dress is for the ball."

You stared at Ray in disbelief. He had asked you to stay behind after the Officers' morning huddle on Wednesday, and you thought for sure it was because of something urgent. There in his office, with no one else around but the two of you, you thought of all the dresses you currently own. 

"Don't tell me you haven't thought of that."

His remark made you wince. "Don't blame me. I wasn't planning to go in the first place, " you retort. "And I haven't even fully absorbed the fact that I have a date, so don't pressure me."

"Well, he has to know to be able to match what you're wearing." 

"I know, I know…, " you said, wishing that Seth was there to coach you. "What about the silver dress I wore to the summer ball? Jonah said I looked good in it."

You watched him wrinkle his eyebrows in thought. He seemed to be trying to recall what dress you were referring to. The dress had a modest neckline and a very low back and hugged every curve of your body. 

"Too daring, " he frowned. "Do you have other options?"

You sighed and shook your head. "I can't think of any at the moment, " you said. "But why don't you ask him what color he's wearing and I'll shop for a dress to match."

He looked at you briefly and nodded to signal that you could leave. That evening, you received a daintily wrapped package that contained the most beautiful blue dress you've ever seen. Along with the dress came a note that had three words. Three words that made your heart skip a beat. 

See you Friday. 

***

After the morning huddle the next day, you kept looking for ways to stall leaving the office before Ray did. When you were finally alone, he glanced up from his desk and smiled. 

"Is there a reason you're still here?"

"Yes, " you nodded and cleared your throat before walking up to him. "Please tell my date that the dress fits perfectly, and I love the color."

"Good." 

"Hm?"

He coughed. "Good. It's good to know you like what he chose."

"But I have a favor to ask, " you blurted out before your nerves got the better of you. "Can you please teach me how to dance?"

"Why me?"

"Well, I figured you'd know what kind of dances he'd like, and I don't want to embarrass him."

He stared at you thoughtfully, and you lowered your gaze as the silence engulfed you. 

After several seconds, you heard him exhale. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Meet me here after dinner, " he told you. "But if you step on my feet, we're stopping."

With that promise, you left his office with a spring in your step. He was glad you were distracted, else you would've seen how he smiled tenderly as he watched you bounce out of his room. 

And as you swayed to the music in his office that evening, you silently wished your mystery date was as amazing as the man you were dancing with. 

*** 

I'll meet you in the lobby of the Civic center at 8. 

You held the note Ray handed you that morning from your mystery date. It was five minutes to eight in the evening, and you had just arrived at the Civic Center in the Central Quarters. You smoothed out the elegantly embroidered blue gown your date had picked out, just as you had stepped out of the carriage. 

'This is it, ' you said to yourself. You were five minutes away from meeting your mystery date… and five minutes away from seeing Ray and his beautiful date. 

You took a deep breath and tried to shake the thought of the young Black Army Leader off your mind. Tonight should be about you and your mystery date - probably the only guy who took a chance at going on a date with you. 

"'Evening."

You jumped at the unexpected greeting, and you once again hear a familiar laugh behind you. You froze on the spot, your heart pounding wildly. 

"Somehow this scene seems so familiar, except I was talking to a spaced-out soldier that morning, " you continued to listen to the voice as it grew closer by the second until you finally felt his breath behind you. "And tonight, I'm talking to the prettiest girl in Cradle."

"Ray?"

You turned around and saw him standing right behind you, looking dashing in his crisp black suit and his bowtie that matched the color of your dress. 

"Hi, " he said, as he flashed you a dazzling smile. 

"Is this some sort of joke?"

"I can tell you it's not, " he said, as he tucked a stray curl behind your neck. "And you are the prettiest girl in Cradle - at least I think you are."

"Then why didn't you just ask me?"

"Because I wanted our first date to be something you'll tell our children about, " he winked and offered his arm. "Well then. Now that we've sorted that out, shall we go in, my lady?"

You smiled and placed your hand in his, playing his words over and over as you danced the night away with your one true love, your mystery date. 

The end.

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@tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo asked: Could you do the 8 and 17 fluff with Joel? tht would be cute (ik u hate him lol u could do zabdi if u want)

Lmao I don't hate him Bby..he can just be a bit dramatic sometimes...that's all 🙆‍♀️

Prompts: (I did a bit of alterations in it so excuse me)

“I want to dance through an army of fireflies with you.” (Prompt 8)

“My hand was made to fit into yours. That’s all there is to it.” (Prompt 17)

So Y/N is your name

~ ~ ~ means change of scenario.

✓ ✓ ✓ means the end.

So...ahem...this went a bit more than I intended it to go...I swore I would just write drabbles but I guess old habits die hard? So this is it? I hope you like it Dia! 💕😅 (oh new nickname alert)

This song is beautiful and sorta inspired me! 💕

- - -

Y/N and Joel were friends ever since they were little kids...They had met when Joel had gotten lost wandering around in a series of pet shops staring at pets (especially various dog breeds and puppies). When his senses had hit him..he understood he had gotten lost..he began to feel nervous and uneasy and let out childish sobs as he began to run around looking for his mother.

He barely paid attention to anything around him as he only focused in searching for his mother that which eventually ends up with him bumping onto someone.

"Ouch! Why can't you watch where the hell they are going?!" A voice speaks

Joel falls down as he looks at the person speaking...a little girl who held a husky in her arms on the floor angrily glaring at him

"I'm so sorry...I didn't..." He begins as he stares at the husky...

"It's fine...Just watch where you're going at least the- -" She begins

"Is that the Siberian Husky?" Joel asks interrupting her as he stands up

"I'm kind of offended that you interrupted me...But yes...yes it is.." She replies as she possessively holds her husky

"Can...Can I pet it?" He asks as he looks at the husky eagerly

"Well sure I guess..." She says as Joel begins petting the husky.

A few minutes later, the duo had already begun talking about...dogs things in general..

"Y/N! There you are!!" I was looking all over for you!" A voice speaks, tone concerned

"Oh..Mumma..I was just on my way back but then this boy bumped into me and apparently loves Zachary a bit too much.." She says as she points at Joel

And that's when our oblivious little Joel realizes that he was lost and was supposedly supposed to find his mother..not stand here fanboying over a husky.

His eyes widen as he looks around, searching for his mother a.k.a his official/ main intention...Panic strikes his system as he realizes he was obviously potentially lost..

"Are you okay Joel?" Y/N asks

"I'm LOST!" Joel replies as he looks at her letting out childish sobs

"Oh god...Mumma...Help him!" Y/N says

"Listen lil boy...we'll find your mother...do you like know her number or anything.." Y/N mother asks

"Yes..." He replies as he tells her the number letting out soft sobs

The husky jumps onto Joel's arms as it began licking his face. Joel stopped crying slowly as he began smiling a bit.

"Oh my god...He is just so adorable..." Joel says as he pets the husky

"Yeah...he seemingly likes you..strange..he's not pretty comfortable with strangers.." Y/N comments

Soon Joel's mother comes in, her eyes scanning around, her eyes instantly gleaming with happiness as she finds Joel.

"Joel!!!" She says as she runs over and hugs him, Zachary jumping out of Joel's arms onto the ground.

"Mumma!!" Joel yells as he hugs her, sobbing quietly

Y/N stepped away a bit letting them have their moment.

"Thank you for finding him! He's always roaming around..pet stores...or just everywhere in general...I'm so sorry for his careless actions...and all the inconveniences he has caused you..." Joel's mother apologizes

"Oh not at all...He wasn't a bother at all.." Y/N's mother reassures

"Joel...at least next time don't go around without telling your mum! If you want a pet come over to my place...We can play with Zachary together..." Y/N says as she smiles at him, holding her mother's hand

"Okay..I will." Joel says smiling at her as he pets Zachary one last time...

"Bye Joel! See you...well...soon?" She says as she walks off..

That was how it all began...After that, one day he had turned up at her place surprisingly...They were next door neighbours...And eventually they spent a lot of time together..which lead to their everlasting friendship which began at the age of 6..

~ ~ ~

"Joel...when am I going to see you again?" Y/N asks as she lazily sat on his bed whilst she helped him with her luggage.

"Around 9 months...I'll be back soon.." Joel says as he puts in another shirt

"Oh come on...that's technically the entire year!" Y/N comments as she rolls her eyes

"I swear I would have taken you if it wasn't for your Fashion Designing Course..If that had been completed..then you could have joined.." Joel says as he stuffs in something else

"Yeah yeah..it's important right...I'm going to miss you Jo..." She says as she looks at him

"Me too..I wish there was something I could do.." Joel says as he walks over towards her.

"Just promise that you'll facetime me before all your performances..and just text me once at least every day...send me those lame audios of yours...I don't care.." Y/N says as she holds his hand...

He was still here...not gone..why did he have to leave?

"Hey...I'll text you and call you everyday.. You're my best friend...If I wouldn't call you.. who else would I?" He asks as he holds her hand and hugs her

~ ~ ~

"Wow! That was a spectacular show right boys?" Joel asks obviously excited as he walked behind the stage...

"Yes..exhausted but overwhelming..." Richard replies as they walk into the room backstage

Zabdiel immediately falls onto the couch, Erick cools off, Chris begins to fix his hair

"God..Why hasn't Y/N even seen my message! She didn't even facetime me today or even call me! Isn't that just mean?!?" Joel comments as he slumps onto the couch

"Yes...call her mean and every other negative word you could think of Ho-eL! She brought her arse from miles away, sat on a 13 hour flight just so she could surprise her best friend and yet you call her that?" A voice speaks from behind him

"Wait...a minute..." Joel trails as he instantly turns behind and sees Y/N

"Y/N- - !!!!" His tone surprised and shocked as he leaps off the couch and hugs her, a few years falling through his cheeks in the rush of excitement.

"Curls!!" She yells as she hugs him.

They hug on forever none of them every wanting to let go...Until an intentional cough from the guys pulls them away

"Ah...err...Guys! Meet my bestie Y/N!" Joel says as he grabs her hand heading towards the boys

"We talked Curls...I talked to everyone and they all helped me hide...You guys were amazing...The performance was just fantastic!" She comments as the boys yell out a chorus of thanks

"Okay so everyone except me knew that you were here?" Joel asks

"Duh curls...I couldn't sneak into backstage without their help..." Y/N says referring to the boys.

Joel grabbed her arm and pulled her into an empty room and pulls her into a hug again

"I'm so glad to have you here...Thank you for the support.." Joel says

"Wow wow...I never knew I'd see a sweet side of you Joel..." Y/N remarks

"Shut up and just hug me..." Joel says rolling his eyes

She returns the gesture as they kept hugging, an odd source of comfort filling both their veins.

~ ~ ~

"Joel...this is beautiful..." Y/N comments as she looks around the woods.

It was a small forest sort of place filled with thick green trees and a small river which gleamed with reflections of the littered stars that laid scattered in the skies.

"I know right..." Joel says as he looks at the river and at her..

They spent a lot of time making jokes and just talking about life...he had just returned from tour a few days before and thought he ought to spend some quality time with his best....friend...

He almost sighed at his own thoughts..he had begun to have feelings for her...but he didn't want to let them interplay..he didn't want to lose her...he needed her as a friend at least in his life..his feelings didn't have any part in this...but he couldn't help but wonder everytime she smiled..was she thinking about him? Did she think of him..as something more than a friend?

"Joel..Joel...HOEL!" Y/N yells.

Joel's eyes widen in shock as he falls off the log he sat on because of how loud she yelled and how distracted he was..

"Oh god...you are so clumsy sometimes Curls! Wait..actually all the damn time!" She says as she holds out her hand, Joel gratefully accepting her extended hand as she pulls him up.

"Look at that Y/N..My hand was made to fit into yours..” Joel comments as he sits up

Y/N face floods with a tint of pink as she nervously laughs it off..but never lets go off his hand..

"Of course you dummy...We are besties so god made sure it would work that way.." She replies uneasily

"Y/N I want to tell you something.." He says interrupting her from speaking further

An awkward moment of painful silence fills the air...

"What is it Joel?" She asks nervously

"It's.. it's..." Joel begins but his anxiety kicks in.

"If you don't tell her now...you'll never tell her or know if she felt the same.. you'll probably live in regret but you have to! " His inner voice encourages as he takes a deep breath

"I...I like you..." He breathes out

"I like you too Joel! You are my best fr- -" Y/N begins

"No Y/N...I like you more than a best friend.. you make me feel warm and mushy on the inside..I don't feel anything else around anyone else...You make me feel safe, happy. You understand me...We fight..but that's only because you care..but I like you in a different manner...You make me want to the cringy -est stuffs like taking couple pictures, share smoothies together, go on dates...and make me wanna dance with you in between an army of fireflies under the moonlight and what nots.. and to think that you make these cliché activities look normal...that's weird and definitely not something I feel one fine day.. I knew I always had these feelings..But I realized them...only recently...I understand if you don't feel the same..but just so you know I'll keep loving you..on and on..." He finishes off

"Who said I never had feelings for you Joel?" She asks "Every night... I'm just waiting and wondering if you have found someone that'll make you feel like that..Because why not? There are millions out there..prettier, hotter and just beautiful girls out there waiting for you so why would you choose me over them? Yeah... nothing.."

"Y/N I don't care...for you were..are the only girl I've had my eyes on...from the start.. today and forever..." Joel says as he holds both her palms. (I'm low-key swooning 🤧)

Before she could answer, Joel extends his free hand and pulls her up.

They walk over towards a place where the moonlight reflected brightly and the clear water flowing gently, causing small ripples as if it was singing a song.

"Well...can I have a dance with you?" Joel asks as he extends his hand out in a sorta gentleman style

Y/N nods softly as she takes his hand, his hand instantly softly interlocking with hers as she rests her free hand on his shoulder, his free hand holding a space above her waist securely..

As they began to softly dance in sync, an army of fireflies had encapsulated around them causing her to smile wide.

"Look Joel...True to your 'cliché' wishes..the fireflies are here..." Y/N jokes about it as Joel's face floods with a bright pink colour.

They enjoyed the overall aura, the silence suddenly turning comfortable...as they merely enjoyed each others' presence without any words being exchanged.

"So..Y/N..." Joel begins

"Hmm?" She asks as they continue dancing

"Will..will you be my girlfriend?" He asks nervously

Y/N stops dancing as she tries to catch Joel's gaze..but the boy would look at anyone or anything but her..

Y/N stood on her toes as she holds his face with both hands as she stares at his beautiful dark brown orbs, her eyes filled with nothing but love..that too only for him.

Joel looks at her nervously and before he could speak anything, she softly presses her lips against his. He instinctively bends down a bit to reach upto her height as his hands wrap around an area a bit above her waist.

She pulls away, Joel's arms still firmly fixated above her waist as he looks at her

"Did that answer your question Pimentel?" She asks, her tone filled with sassiness

"For real Y/N?" He asks in disbelief

"Yes Joel..For real...I promise you...I'll be there for you..." Y/N says as Joel smiles

"I love you Y/N.." He says

"I love you only..Joel Pimentel.." Y/N says as Joel pulls her in for another kiss.

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The Ending kinda sucked tbh...but anyways hehehe... I'll try to improve! 😅🙃

[chub-rye]

Hey Krissy!! This is for you my dear child!! I know I haven’t been around recently but I hope you feel better! I miss you so much bb and I hope you like this ^-^ your a way better writer than me anyways~

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“Kristina!”

The woman jumped startled from behind her desk quickly clicking away from the hero fan forums and looked over her monitor to her boss that was making his way over to her. She stood up from her desk and straightened out her dress shirt as she smiled at him softly.

“Yes sir? What can I help you with?” The older man grinned excitedly as he slapped a file on her desk. Kristina looked down at it before glancing at her boss as she picked it up. “What’s this sir?”

“It’s a new publishing assignment and I know that you're the only person I can trust for this client.” He grinned confidently grabbing her shoulder as his finger poked at the thick file in her hands. She blushed softly and smiled pushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she shrugged.

“Wow, I mean- Thank you sir, that means a lot. I promise i'll try my best.” He chuckled and gave her a soft shake.

“Well that’s what’s expected of you my dear, especially with this client. Wish you the best of luck Krissy….. You’re gonna need it.” With one final pat on the shoulder the older man made his way back to his own office leaving his employee to read the file. She sighed and sat down setting the file in front of her looking down at the confidential stamp on the front. Never really gotten a file like this before, or this thick. She worked as a political advisor and a client advertiser, You could call it like a manager to those that needed help with their image. She’s worked with politicians mostly but the company was started to broaden its levels of expertise into the Hero business which had honestly been a bit stressful on all of the employees. THis would actually be her first Hero assignment if the Confidential stamp with bold red letters was anything to go off of but hey! It would be an honor to work for anyone that kept the words safe, even the youngest of heroes needed to be appreciated for they were the Heroes of the future.

Taking in a deep breath she flipped the file open, her bright smile slowly fading as she saw the picture of the hero glaring back at her. Her hands immediately became sweaty and her stomach dropped. Explosive blonde hair and those angry ruby eyes, they were unmistakable. She could already feel the heat rushing up her neck to her cheeks changing her face to a bright rosy color.

Ground Zero, Japan’s most misunderstood rising hero.

…

And Krissy’s long time Hero crush.

She swallowed dryly and started paging through the file, her eyes skimming through pages and pages of public complaints and misconduct reports. They even put in articles that didn't exactly help his case. The initial shock slowly started to fade as her business mode started up. She exhaled heavily and opened up a new profile in her computer and started typing away.

She leaned back in her office chair lightly massaging her palm as she looked at the spread out of documents on her desk. She nodded and started to pile it all together putting the file away in her briefcase before standing up stretching her back moaning softly at the loud pops that ran down her back. She sighed and packed up the rest of her things and shut off her computer ready to leave for the day. It was still a bit early but she did come in really early to fix some issue with a client, so to say she was ready to go home was an understatement. Especially with this new case, she looked down at her desk as she smiled shyly, she was going to be working for THE Ground Zero!!

“Kristina!!” She yelped as her gaze snapped up at her boss who was hurrying towards her. So much for leaving early…

“Yes sir?” She smiled as he typed away at his phone.

“Were you on your way out?” He spoke without looking up.

“Y-Yeah I was about to head ho-”

“Well cancel that.” He interrupted not even listening. He handed her a post-it note shaking it slightly for her to take it. “I need you at this address ASAP. It's about your new client.” She glanced at the note then back at the clock.

“But sir my shift is over.” He sighed and looked up at her.

“Yes I know, I wouldn't be sending you there if it wasn't important. Heroes will be our top priority now, so when it comes to them we are always on the clock do you understand.” She sighed and nodded.

“Yes sir..” She mumbled, grabbing her briefcase and coat. He sighed and ran a hand through his thinning hair.

“Listen Krissy. You get this guy up the popularity poll and I will give you a raise. Any number and I will give it to you okay?” He gave her a pat on her shoulder and walked away back to his office. She looked back down at the note and gasped as she looked at the time scheduled. She hurried out of her cubicle and towards the elevador. She was already running late!!

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“Can you tell me what exactly we are doing here?” Bakugou glared at Kirishima as he leaned back in his chair crossing his arms over his chest. “You know I don't like these fancy places.” He mumbled as he huffed. Kirishima could only chuckle and shake his head.

“You do realize you sound like a child right, and dude can you please sit up straight? She's going to be here any minute.” Bakugou looked at him confused.

“She? Who the fuck are you even talking abou-”

“Hello! I'm so sorry for running late I do apologize.” Bakugou and Kirishima were both taken back by the woman who frantically bowed. Kirishima was the first to stand up and laughed softly, extending his hand to her.

“Hey don't worry about it, we weren't waiting too long. I'm Kirishima and you are?” She cleared her throat shyly and shook his hand.

“It's such an honor to meet you, my name is Kristina but everyone calls me Krissy.” She smiled sheepishly as Kirishima gestured for her to sit. She sat down setting her case next to her chair.

“And this guy right here is Bakugou. But i'm sure you know him.” He chuckled as Bakugou glared at him sitting up in his chair, he sighed and turned to look at her. He looked her over watching as she blushed and looked down shyly. He chuckled softly and leaned his elbows on the table.

“So Krissy what are you doing here?” She almost shivered at hearing him say her name like that. She cleared her throat trying to pull herself together.

“I-I well...Im y-your new public affairs adviser, sir.” She managed to say as she twiddled her thumbs under the table.

“New? What the fuck happen with the last one.” He looked over at Kirishima who looked away whistling awkwardly.

“I wouldn't know sir but I promise you that I will do everything I can to make you beloved by everyone. I'm already such a big fan and I can't wait to work with you!” She smiled brightly. Bakugou looked back at her and smirked.

“A fan huh~.” He chuckled and rested his chin in his palm. “Never had a fan work for me before. You sure you wont get distracted?” She blushed at his tone and shook her head.

I assure you sir that work comes first.” Kirishima grinned happily and patted Bakugou on the back.

“Awesome! Alright well I just had to make sure this dude didn't run off. Have fun and don't scare this one off Bakugou.” He got up and bowed before going on his merry way. She sat there watching him leave as she realized it was just both of them left.

“So.” She jumped at his voice and turned back to look at him.

Y-Yes sir.” He smirked at her.

“You sure you aren't going to get distracted? You look like you're about to melt with how red you are.” He chuckled as her face only lit up more. She quickly covered her cheeks embarrassed as he leaned back smiling to himself.

‘Cute’

To say that all of this wasn’t a quick change of pace for Bakugou was a lie, when this girl came into his life she meant business. His numbers went up just by some simple social media pictures that she had posted of him when he wasn’t paying attention. He was obviously upset at first for not asking first but once the public opinion changed he couldn’t really complain anymore. He had never really spent so much time with someone before which was also a welcome change that he had to come to terms with. He noticed when she was and wasn't there, at first it bothered him that she had had an affect on him but slowly but surely he had to face the facts.

He liked her.

Not that it was a bad thing but why?? She was just some quirkless worker so why had she grabbed his attention so much? What about this beautiful woman had him thinking of her almost constantly. He didn’t know…. and he was starting to not care. He sighed as he watched her type away at her laptop as she sat across from his desk. It had been a mellow day and his patrol had ended early due to no crime activity, she must have felt him looking because she glanced up at him and blushed once she met his eyes.

“Oh. Um is everything okay Bakugou?” She smiled softly. He smirked softly, always loving when she got flustered by him just looking at her. Plus he was guilty of using that against her, even to the point of making her wheeze of embarrassment

“What can’t I look at you?” Her blush darkened as she looked away putting a loose strand of hair behind her ear, a habit he was quick to notice when she got shy.

“S-Sorry I thought you needed something..” She mumbled. He chuckled and stood up walking around the desk.

“Actually now that you mention it. I think I do need something.” She gasped when he slapped her laptop shut leaning over her resting his hands on the back rest of her chair. She looked at him wide eyed as the tip of her ears grew red.

“A-And what might that be.” She held back a squeal as he leaned closer towards her face, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I need you to be my date tonight.”

“D-Date?! Me??” He smirked and grabbed her chin rubbing his thumb gently over her bottom lip.

“Well I’m talking to you aren’t I? I want you to be my girlfriend. How’s that sound?” He smiled at her. One of those smiles she rarely saw and knew were genuine. She sighed softly, her trembling hands resting on his chest.

“That sounds lovely.”

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I love you 3000 Krissy!! You deserve the world my darling @katsuizukiri

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it was late, about 10 pm, but you were in a relatively safe part of downtown so you felt safe walking alone, and your apartment wasn't too terribly far. shops were closing one by one, most of your light came from the amber glow of the street lamps with the occasional fluorescent hue from still open convenience stores and office buildings. you were stopped at a light and took time to admire what was around you. there was something so peaceful about the night, you almost got lost in it. up until there was a grip on your elbow, it was gentle but it was so sudden you almost let out a scream.

"babe, sorry!" you looked up a man with slightly longer brown locks. one, mind you, you did not recognize, "i had to close tonight and it took a little longer than usual, i should've texted you to wait inside."

does he have you mistaken for someone else? just as you are about to politely tell him you have no clue what he is on about, he leans down and whispers in your ear.

"if you slyly look over your right shoulder, you'll see a shady looking man. he's been following you for a few blocks now."

you look and, sure enough, you make eye contact with a guy wearing all black and he quickly averts his gaze to look away from you. either way, you had two choices: take the chance of the prince-like stranger being a complete lunatic or take the chance of the guy behind you blitz attacking you the moment he had the opportunity. you took your chances with your knight in shining armor or...nice suit rather.

"it's okay!" you reply cheerily, playing along with the ruse he started, "wanna grab something at the diner before we get home?"

"yeah, sounds great!"

with that, he grabs hold of your hand and the light gives you the go ahead to walk. the guy still follows you two, but now from across the street where he every so often sneaks a quick glance. luckily, he seems to continue walking once you step inside the diner.

"so," you start after the both of you order milkshakes and he gets a burger, "to whom is it i owe thanks for my rescue. and, just to let you know, i carry pepper spray and a pocket knife at all times. that is both a threat and me telling you i could have handled it."

he chuckles, resting his chin on the palm of his hand, "johnny seo."

your blood runs cold at that moment. johnny seo? infamous mafia member under Nterprises? maybe you should have taken your chances with the shady guy.

"don't look so afraid, darling," he says, leaning back against the booth seat. "could never harm a pretty face like yours."

he winks at you, sending a chill down your spine and warmth up to your cheeks.

"well...uh, thank you," you stammer quietly. "isn't it dangerous that i've...y'know...seen your face? for you, that is, because...y'know..."

"hmm, not unless you're confessing right now to having the intention of turning me in, but you seem smarter than that," he shrugs.

your waiter walks up, setting your orders and mumbling a "enjoy" before skittering off. johnny pays no attention to the odd behavior as he dips a fry into his milkshake and then proceeds to eat it, earning an odd look from you.

"what? have you never tried it?" he asks, genuinely shocked when you shake your head. "you have to! it's really good i promise!"

he slides over the fry basket and you mirror his prior action, eyes widening upon realizing he's totally right. he smiles, seemingly pleased with himself for introducing you to one of his favorite food combinations. the two of you finish what you have in silence before he walks you the rest of the way home.

"thank you, again," you say at the lobby entrance, "and for the milkshake, too, though i wish you let me pay."

"no, no, can't let you pay for the first date. however, if you want to buy us coffee sometime..." he trails off.

"date? are you— maybe i should've maced you," you scoff under your breath.

"hey!" he pouts, "that's not very nice."

for a moment, you had forgotten he was a member of one of the most powerful gangs in korea, but that moment was gone upon catching a glimpse of the handgun in his waistband.

"well, better get going!" you laughed nervously, trying to reach the safety of your apartment soon as possible. only, he catches your wrist just as you turn away, whispering lowly in a tone much darker than the one he spoke in all night.

"seriously, i advise you not to try anything, it wouldn't be pretty and i don't look forward to what would have to be done."

with that, he disappears into the shadows of the night, leaving you in the cold embrace of the wind and the moon as your witness. did this make you an accomplice to the mafia? maybe if you just never saw him again, you could pretend it all happened in the first place. head spinning, you finally stepped into your building and made your way up to your room, crashing as soon as your body hit the mattress.

and you didn't see him...for a couple of weeks. but one night, he showed up at your doorstep. how he got through lobby security? you haven't a clue, but he surely was insistent as he brushed passed you, into YOUR home.

"shit, well, come on in i guess," you mumble.

"the night we met," he ignores your remark, annoying you further, "did you notice anything strange?"

"afraid you're going to have to be more specific than that. what kind of strange? two men casually following me strange? handgun on one of said men strange?"

"can you be serious for two seconds?" he pleads, "did you see anyone else suspicious?"

you sigh, taking a moment to actually think, "um, the waiter acted a bit odd. scared, i guess?"

"what did he look like?" he asks firmly.

"jesus fuck i don't kn—"

"well, remember." his tone sounds bitter, harsh.

"woah, attitude much?"

"sorry, sorry," he takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair. "i think someone saw us, me, that night."

"why do you think that?" now you're concerned.

he doesn't answer, just hands you an envelope. inside, there are photos of you two walking, sitting in the diner, outside your apartment complex. you can't quite grasp what this all means, but you don't like it one bit.

"i— johnny?" your voice wavers. "w-what does this... am i..."

he nods, "pack a bag, believe it or not you're safer with us for the time being, until we find out who did this."

"us?" you ask, rhetorically.

he nods again, waving you off to go pack as he sits on your couch, placing his head in his hands.

and that's how you wound up under the unexpected protection of Nterprises.

a few months passed, all leads leading to nothing but dead ends. you grew numb to it after awhile, but johnny was frustrated as when the hunt began. a bounty on his head? fine. a bounty on you? it tore him apart. there were times you found him silently weeping alone in the middle of the night when you'd gotten up for any reason, and every time, your heart ached. he blamed himself. sure, from some standpoint he could be held accountable, but this isn't what he wanted. it was just the wrong place at the wrong time.

you had learned more about the "business" whilst living under headquarter's roof, it was only natural. the first night you'd come in everyone was attentive and tried their best to...make you feel welcome. it was the least they could do, and there was no point in wasting time pretending you didn't exist. they knew you would be around for quite some time. Nterprises was built under the lee clan decades ago, and had held steady ever since. taeyong is head of the business, he's the one who really briefed you on everything. he made it very clear they didn't go around killing people as they so please, they hardly did any killing at all. to them, it was all about money, which did set your mind at ease a slight bit. he was surprisingly nurturing, not just to the other members but to you as well, much more so than you ever could have expected. he was one of the ones you saw more often, along with mark and haechan, and johnny of course. doyoung, taeyong's second in command, appeared as cold and indifferent to you, but taeyong assured you he would have your back if the time came. the others were always either busy behind closed doors or away on what mark simply put as "business trips", so you didn't have much interaction with them. you made the best of your time, there was no point to spend it wallowing.

you spent so much time with johnny, you two naturally became insanely close. in the rare times you could forget about the world around you, you would did anything normal friends would. cook and make a mess in the kitchen (much to taeyong's discontent), watch movies, act a damn fool, talk about anything and everything under the sun. he was incredibly goofy, having the boyish charm of a young child. however, he was also the most genuine and caring soul you'd ever met. he was deep thinking and seemed to always appreciate the finer things in life. there was a light in his eyes that never seemed to burn out.

one night, around 2 am, you are woken up by a clatter in the main room. you open your door, taeyong and yuta, one of the other members, run by you in a flash. you follow suit, gasping and tears welling up in your eyes at the sight in front of you. johnny is torn to shreds, scratches covering his face and a couple of deeper wounds on his biceps, probably a broken rib as you examine the way he clutches his side as he writhes on the floor in pain. you push passed the boys, kneeling down beside him.

"what happened? who did this? johnny, oh my god, we need to get you to a hos—"

"nakamoto," he says bitterly through gritted teeth, "your men wish you farewell, i sent them your regards."

you turn around, confused. taeyong has his gun drawn and pointed at yuta, who has a shit eating grin on his face.

"tsk, tsk," he mocks, "too clever for your own good. you really weren't supposed to make it back here tonight, what a shame."

"enough!" taeyong shouts, and it echoes throughout the room.

"yeah, yeah," yuta dismisses him as he puts his hands on his head, "do what you must, i took the risk. besides, i've transferred enough information, i'm really the least of your problems.

taeyong walks him deeper into the house, disappearing into its shadows. you turn back to johnny, tears in your eyes.

"c'mon, w-we have to get you to a hospital," you choke through tears. "doyoung! doyoung, g-get the car he's—"

"he's seen worse," mark says, barely audible above a whisper.

"the kid's right," doyoung sighs, "and we just can't risk that right now. let's get him upstairs and patch him up, we have enough in first aid, patch him up and he'll be okay. as long as he actually rests."

johnny? resting? you would have laughed if not for the circumstances. but you get him upstairs with the help of mark and doyoung, washing your hands and wiping your tears as he sits against the wall of the bathroom, and you begin treating his wounds the best you can. it's silent for awhile, but you finally manage to clear the lump in your throat so you can speak.

"sometimes," you start softly, "i sit in bed and wonder what would happen if things were different."

"what do you mean?" he questions, wincing as you wrap the gashes on his arm.

"what if we met under different circumstances? what if we'd met like in one of those cheesy romance movies, and we'd fallen in love so seemingly oblivious to the cruelties of the world?" you laugh halfheartedly. "or, what if we never met at all? then, neither of us would be here in this moment right now. you wouldn't be hurt, i would just be in my apartment alone probably watching some stupid series on netflix to pass the time alone. and that's just it, i would rather have this than have nothing at all, than not having you. and maybe that's what being in love is, being willing to face anything so long as you have what is most important to you."

the room falls silent again, and you attentively continue to treat his wounds. you feel dumb, like you just made something really awkward out of the situation. you were so overwhelmed that it all just came out without even thinking of what he—

"marry me," he says tenderly, looking into your eyes.

"w-what?"

"i said," he carefully lifts up one of his hands to cup your cheek, "marry me. maybe not now, maybe not this year, but someday."

“someday," you smile, just before placing your lips gently on his.

"i told you!" you hear haechan snickering outside the door.

"children! go to bed!" johnny jokes sternly.

and you both giggle, still sitting there on the bathroom floor as you hear the sound of footsteps fleeing down the hall.

[rottengalzsworld]

I'm Lost Without You.

"I'm sorry.." "Let's end this.."

I wonder when it started. When did we lost our spark? When did our relationship fell apart? When did we fall out of love? Or rather.. where did his love go?

We're childhood friends. We have been neighbors for who knows how long. My parents and his are the best of friends. Like literally. Both my mom and dad and his. They even want us to get married if only one of us is a girl. We couldn't careless over such things since we were still kids that time. I remember he always comes over to play everyday. Laughing, Sleeping, Eating.. we did that together. We went on the same elementary he was my saviour when I'm being bullied. At the same time I was his teacher and I taught him everything about academics.

High school started we went on the same school. Again. Same grade, Same section, and year. Since were always together our classmates teases us as husband and wife. It didn't seem to bother him so I just went on with it too. I forgot this is also the stage where we get curious about almost everything. Sexuality. Relationship. Love. Pleasure. One day while walking home after school he told me he wanna come over. I said "Yeah. Sure." I wasn't thinking of anything else since I'm use to him being always in our house. We went inside. No one's home. "Go on to my room first. I'll get us some snacks and drinks" I said. He nodded and went ahead. I brought some cookies and juice. As I went inside my room he's lying on my bed. Faced down. "Hey. I brought some cookies" he gave me a moan as an answer. I sat down on the floor and leaned my back against my bed. He suddenly got up took his bag and started rummaging inside. "Ah! Found it!" He took out a somewhat called a dvd. "DOJUN! let's watch this!" He showed me what that dvd was about and to my surprise.. It was an adult dvd. "Wha-- where did you even get that?!" I asked embarrassingly. He smiled at me "Hehehe.. I saw this from my father's closet and I figured we should watch it together! Hihihi" he immediately put the dvd on and I had no choice but to watch it with him. Then like any other guy in puberty we reacted naturally. We weren't talking nor even glancing at each other. Too embarrassed of the situation. Haaah.. seriously.. why did we end up like this? I glanced at him and his all red and sweaty. His face screams pain. He's covering his crotch. 'Hehehe.. how cute' I thought to myself. "Could you quit staring at me? I'm getting uncomfortable" he's blushing so hard.. 'cute.. cute.. cute..' This side of him makes me wanna tease him more. And so I did. I slowly touched his arms. He shivered. "Wha- what the hell dojun!" He said while still blushing.. "What? You look like your in pain.. just wanna help you out." I said.. aah. He's so cute when he's embarrassed. "S-stop it.." he said.. ugh! I held both of his hands up. Went in front of him.. kissed him while un-buckling his pants. I don't know what came over me. But I can't stop myself. He was.. He kept on saying no.. but why do I feel like he doesn't mean it? I looked at him and stared.. "wh-what?" He asked nervously. "Heesoo.." I called out his name.. with a tone of hunger. I want him. What? Why? Why do I want him? He chuckled looked back at me and said "we've already gone this far.. don't leave me hanging now." After that I kissed him passionately.. started jerking both of our thing. Up and down. Twists and turns. Until we both came.

I kept on apologizing.. but he said it was okay and that he didn't hated it. But it didn't just end there. It happened multiple more times. It became a routine. Every time he comes over. We do it. I realized my true feelings for him when were talking about what we wanted to be in the future and what school were going to. When he said he wants to go to another state for college.. it pierced me. Thinking that I'm not gonna able to see him everyday.. kills me. And so our graduation came. I confessed my feelings. I told him that wherever he goes.. I'll go and that I like him.. more than just a friend. He was shocked. I expected as much. But he answered my feelings right then and there. "I thought I will never hear that from you" he smiled and hugged me. Not long after our parents knew about our relationship and they're all supportive.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years. We graduated college and again together. After graduation we bought our own apartment and lived there. We both work and have separate but not so much different schedules. We see each other every weekends. Spend it like any other couple. After a year I was promoted as an executive. We celebrated it but things go downhill for the two of us after this. Higher rank means more work load. I come home late. Wake up early or sometimes too late. We see each other once per week or sometimes we don't. We haven't spent time with each other. And I think that's one of the reason why something changed. It was the night of our anniversary and I did whatever it takes to come home early. I brought flowers and his favorite sweets. As I arrived I saw his shoes. "He's here" I smiled and I looked at the time. I made it. "Heesoo? I'm ho-me.." I saw bags at the side of the entrance. What? Did someone came over? He was sitting on the couch. "Heesoo?" He stood up and came to me. Then I heard the words I have been wishing and hoping to never hear my entire life.

His head's down "I'm sorry.." his voice is shaking "L-let's end this.." That time my chest started burning. My back aches. My knees are losing strength. I'm getting lightheaded. I can't say anything. My voice won't come out. "Nothings wrong with you.. You.. did nothing wrong. It's.. it's me.." he said while still looking down. I wanna say something but my voice just won't come out. I want to ask him why? what's wrong? But none of those were heard. I was staring at him. Surprised. Hurt. Confused. "I'm going." He walked pass me. I can't move. My chest hurts. I can't breathe. He left. He really left. I don't understand what just happened. I can't process everything. I sat down and held my head. Trying to calm down and think. My heart beats so fast I can hear it. My vision is blurry. Tears started flowing.

2 weeks passed and I haven't heard anything from him. I tried calling his number but his phone's off. Messaging him but no reply. I've asked his mom where he could possibly be but she said she have no idea. Even his friends doesn't know where he is. Heesoo. Please. Come back to me.

6 months later.. I'm still working at the same company. And a horrible news came to me. Heesoo's mom called and told me that she know's where his son is. She said that heesoo is moving to another country. My heart is beating so fast. It's burning. My chest. The same sensation I had that day. She said that heesoo will be moving to America but she doesn't know where and that he's leaving today. I ran fast to my car. Drove to the airport. Ran inside. Looking for him. I'm out of breath but I didn't stop. Then I saw him. "HEESOO!" I shouted. He looked back to see where that voice came from. He saw me. I ran to him. "Dojun! What the hell are you doing here?!" I hugged him. Oh god. Thank you. I miss him so much. "Heesoo.. why are you leaving? Do you hate me that much?" I asked him tearfully. "No. Dojun. I don't hate you." He said. "Then why? Why are leaving? That time too. I'm sorry about everything. I promise.. I promise I'll make it up to you.. just.. just don't leave me.."

"I'm sorry.. but I can't" he said. "I have to do this dojun. We've always been together.. always behind each other's backs and coz of that I.. I grew to not live by myself anymore. And so when you got promoted and come home late I felt so lonely I could die." But isn't that a good thing? Atleast I know you can't live without me.

"I know what your thinking. It isn't a good thing dojun. I don't wanna be a hindrance for your growth.. your success.. specially.. I don't want to be a burden." What? What's he saying?

"Heesoo. You know your no--" I tried to say something but he cut me "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! Dojun.. this is not just a simple thing. I have to do this not just for me but for us. I don't want us to end up like my parents.." his parents?

"My dad can't live without my mom.. he became too clingy.. at first my mom finds it cute but as time goes it became troublesome. My dad gets jealous easily. Thinking every guy my mom talks to is her lover. I'm slowly being like that.. and I don't like it dojun!" He's starting to cry.. this is the first time I'm hearing this.. "I don't want our relationship to be like that.. That's why I ended it. After fixing myself I'm thinking of coming back to you. I know it's selfish. But for us to have a happily ever after.. I will do everything." Heesoo.. so he broke up with me because he wants to save.. us?

"I want to create a brand new story with you. Start a new relationship that'll last forever and for that to happen.. I have to reconstruct myself... *cries*" he caressed my face..

"I want to be a man that deserves to stand beside you.."

I'm horrible.. I made the person I love cry.

"Will you be able to wait for me?" He asked.. full of hope I'd say yes..

"Heesoo.." I took his hand off my face and held it.. then put it on my chest..

"Your the reason why this is still beating.. my heart will solely forever be yours." I said. My tears fell. One by one.

"I will wait for you.. no matter how long it takes. Just promise me you'll come back."

"I will. I promise. My love."

I kissed him. Hugged him. One last time.

I don't know how long it will take him. But that doesn't bother me. Coz I know he'll be back. Back to my arms.

As I stand here.. watching you go. Staring at your back walking further and further away.. Slowly being engulfed by the crowd of passengers. The burning in my chest fades away. It still stings but I know that this pain will turn into happiness. I just have to wait.

Heesoo.. The love of my life. My one and only. I'll always be here waiting for you. I love you.