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dreamcatchers-husband · 2 years

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Strange Situation

Male Reader X Red Velvet Kang Seulgi

Length: 14.7k+

Tags: High school crush, Creampie.

TW; bullying and violence

A/N- This fic took me so much longer than it should have but I finally finished it. It is now my longest fic ever and I'm a little proud of that.

Time flies. Have you heard the expression before? Because it’s honestly true. You can’t help feeling a sense of nostalgia, but it’s quite best to explain why.

Currently, in life you are comfortable. You had your dream job as a graphic designer, for a top-of-the-line company. Working with such a great company the monetary compensation was quite nice, being able to buy your own dream home. Sure it was not as grandiose as others, but the two-room two bath home was just perfect for you alone.

Yes, alone. Although you had these great things in your life, there was no one to share them with. The main reason is you’re a dork. Most first dates end up with girls leaving, disappointed with who you were not your looks. Oh well, nothing you can do to change your personality.

It was an average Friday after work. You just parked your vehicle in the garage and stepped out. Making way to the entrance of your home you stop yourself from entering through the side garage door, remembering the mail. Walking out the garage gate, your legs pull you closer to the black mailbox until you are in front of it. Opening the mailbox you can see its normal grocery store fliers as well as a few letters. Pulling them out you close the mailbox and walk to the front door, entering your passcode as the door unlocks.

Walking into your home gives you a sense of relief, and relaxation, as you enter the living room. Kicking off your shoes you sit down on your couch as you reach for the tv remote and turn it on. The light from the tv fills the room as you hear the sound of laughter fill the room from your tv. Slowly your hand puts down most of the mail you got as you go one by one opening each envelope.

Bills bills bills and bills. That’s the one thing you can always count on getting in the mail. After looking through those documents and paying them no mind you see there is a final letter in the pile. In the right-hand corner, the insignia from your old school is present on it.

A bit of hesitation hits as your hand reaches out for the letter. Pushing through the worries you had, your hand finally picks it up and rips open the white envelope. Pull out the paper inside you see its written document that has a few choice words standing out, HIGH SCHOOL REUNION.

Greetings Gal Munhee. We here at Seoul Regional High hope you have been well. Five years have quickly passed and it is now time for the high school reunion. We do realize this is a bit earlier than usual but we feel after this pandemic we all might want to reconnect with others and what a perfect way than with the reunion. The reunion will be on July third and we hope to see you there.

Sincerely, the faculty at Seoul Regional High.

Just reading that entire letter made your heart nearly explode. The reason? You were an even bigger dork in high school. The constant teasing is what you can remember the most. It’s happened so often that you became numb to it but it still affected your life choices from there forward.

You got yourself in better shape as well as got a makeover with those little teases always staying in the back of your mind.

Looking at the date you saw it was June ninth, three weeks before the reunion. Maybe you got this letter pretty late but this was on short notice for sure. The question now was, are you going to go to it?

Sure it’s been a while and you have done pretty well in life but there was still stuff you can imagine they will mock you for. The main thing that came to mind was the lack of a partner in life after all this time. Should you do it?

That question was answered as you made a quick text to your boss letting him know you will be absent that day from work. Looks like you got a lot of planning to do in the weeks coming up.

June 16th

That date just echoes in your head as you take a glance at your phone. A week has passed since you got the letter and you have spent the last few days after work getting new clothes for the reunion. With a brand new suit and such at home.

The sound of typing could faintly be heard throughout the floor as the work day was coming to its end.

“Ehm.”

Looking to the side you quickly found the source of the coughing, your best friend and coworker Wendy.

“Oh noona. Are you all done with your work?”

“You know me. I’m always ahead of others. Now let’s go eat. I feel like stuffing my face with some chicken and beer.”

“Eh, I think I’m gonna keep working on the new design for the phone advertisement.”

“No no no. I don’t want to hear it at all. Get your ass out of the seat and let’s go. You have been working the hardest out of everyone in this department. You need a small break and you're already late either way.”

The glare that came from Wendy’s face let you know she wasn’t asking, she was telling you what you are about to do. Not wanting to make Wendy wait any longer, you quickly got up from your seat and saved the rest of the work on your desktop. Looking at Wendy you can finally see a smile as she grabs your hand.

“Let’s go Pabo!”

Being yanked by your best friend to the elevator just made you laugh. Arriving in front of the elevators you are lucky enough to see a group of people getting off your floor. Entering the elevator your finger presses the button to go down to the lobby. No longer holding your hand, Wendy begins to jump up and down, excited to be out of work.

The elevator ride from the twenty-fifth floor goes by in a flash as the doors open to the lobby. Wendy begins to run out of the elevator as you follow behind her, running as well. After saying Goodnight to the guard at the desk, you walked over to your vehicle and jumped in with Wendy getting in the passenger seat.

Stepping on the break, your hand reaches for the start button on your car as it comes to life. Driving didn’t even take any thinking from you as your mind already knew where to go. Wendy was always a big fan of unwinding after work so chicken and beer were a common thing on the menu for the two of you.

“Peek-a peek-a-boo!”

Those words could repeatedly be heard in your car as you and Wendy’s sang your hearts out to the song. A few more minutes pass as the song ends and there is silence in the car.

“Wendy?”

“What’s up Munhee?

“I still think you should quit your job and go become a singer.”

“You know how complicated it can be trying to become one. Hearing the stories of people trying just discourages me from even trying. Plus I doubt I even have a nice voice.”

“I don’t want to hear shit about you not having a good voice. I have told you time and time again that you have a voice to make you a star.”

“I’d rather have a more realistic view on how it will probably go.”

All you can do is shake your head a bit disappointed but you understand what she is saying.

“Well no matter what I’ll always support you noona.”

You could see a small nod come from Wendy as you look in your peripheral vision. At that same time, you happen to be parking your car on the street, getting ready to go to your usual chicken spot.

The walk to the shop was quite uneventful as you both set foot in the busy restaurant. All around you can see servers running like crazy.

“Wendy, Munhee! Sit down anywhere and I will bring over your usual.”

“Thank you, Mrs.Choi!”

Seeing that your usual corner is still open, your legs bring you towards the table as you pull back the chair and let Wendy sit down. Going back to your seat you finally sit down as your body relaxes a bit in the restaurant. At that time a waitress runs over with two big mugs of beer and places them in front of the both of you.

“Thank you!”

Wendy was the first to grab the mug of beer and bring it to her face. Grabbing your own you begin to chug the beer until your mug is empty. Looking at Wendy you see she drank her whole beer already as well.

“Two more draft beers please!”

“Coming!”

Not even thirty seconds go by as the waitress brings over 2 more glasses of beer. Thanking the woman you grab your fresh mug of beer and begin to drink from it.

“Jesus. Is it me or do you just seem more stressed than usual?”

“I’ve been working on the phone advertisement so much that I barely got time to rest and when I have free time I’m going to the mall to buy things I need.”

“Ok, you have been so secretive about what it is that you will be doing that day off. Tell me.”

That serious look from earlier returns as you know this was a demand to tell her, not a request.

“Ok, Wendy I need you to not freak out when I tell you.”

“No promises now tell—“

“Here’s your chicken, you two. I threw in a few extra pieces just for you two.”

“Oh thank you, Mrs.Choi. You are always so kind to us.”

“I enjoy seeing the two of you here all the time. I will let you two eat!”

“Thank you for the meal!”

Hoping to use this as a distraction you reach for a piece of the Chicken and bite into the drumstick. The crunchiness of the skin has always been one of your fav parts of the chicken here as you continue to take bites into your meal. Taking a small glance towards Wendy you see she has also started eating but remains staring at you, waiting for an answer.

“We can be here all night, Munhee. Now tell me what it is you need time off for.”

“Ugh fine. I got a letter in the mail last week.”

“Ok and?”

As Wendy raises her glass of beer and starts to drink some, you finally tell her the news.

“It was from our high school and I got invited to the high reunion, so I’m going.”

Almost as if it was a scene from a tv sitcom Wendy spits out the drink from her mouth and spits it onto your face.

All you could do is just stand up and stare at Wendy as she ran up to you with some napkins.

“I’m so sorry!”

“It’s ok.”

With a bit of wiping you both manage to clean up the beer that got all over and sit back down.

“What do you mean you are going to the high school reunion?”

“I’m gonna go. It’s in 2 weeks and I have been getting myself a nice suit and dress shirt to go with.”

“I get what you are saying but why on earth would you ever go to the reunion? I may have been your senior in high school but I always heard of how much you got teased.”

“Well it’s 5 years later and look at me. I make enough to call myself rich so I’m sure that will account for something when I try to show off a bit.”

“Munhee, you have nothing to prove to those idiots.”

“I know I don’t, but this is for myself. I’m doing well in my life and have everything they used to make fun of me for. My older clothes and shoes, not having all the expensive things others did. I have all these things now, well almost everything.”

“What could you be missing out on?”

A sigh left your mouth as you picked up your mug of beer.

“A girlfriend.”

Just saying that sentence brought your mood down a bit so you chugged your second beer of the night quickly. Slamming the glass down you raised your hand and yelled out for another set of beers.

Another minute passes by as you munch on another piece of chicken. Wendy follows your lead and eats another piece as she seems to be a bit in thought. When the new mugs of beer appear, Wendy’s takes a sip and looks back at you.

“I’m just worried if you run into Hwan Minsu. He was the worst of them all and always showed off he was with different girls to rub it in your face.”

“Knowing him, he will be there ready to try to show off how he is doing. He came from a rich family and didn’t have to work for anything. Plus he will probably have some girl there with him.”

“Well if being made fun of for not having a partner is your worry then bring a date.”

“Ok, there is a lot wrong with that sentence. First I don’t have any girl to go with. Second, no girl would want to go on a first date to a high school reunion. Third, even if a girl did agree there is always the chance she straight up leaves me there alone.”

“Ok yes those are all real scenarios but you should still take someone. I would go with you but I have dinner with my family that night. They are visiting from Canada and don’t want to ignore them.”

“No no. I would never ask you to come when your parents are visiting. Make sure to tell them I say hi.”

“Of course but I think I have an idea of what you could do for a date to the reunion.”

Wendy then reaches back and grabs her purse and pulls out her phone. You don’t interrupt her and wait for a minute until you feel your phone vibrate. Pulling out your phone you see Wendy sent you a text to a website, Rentablelove.com

“Wendy. What did you send me?”

“Well you want to take a date so why not rent a girlfriend to play the part? I swear I saw this in a drama before and it worked.”

“Noona, that is literally a TV plot you are trying to get me to copy.”

“Well, tv writers are smart people. I mean you said you wanted a date and you can just get a great girl if you request one.”

Now the idea is stuck in your head.

“Only you, me, and the girl will know. If you are going I want you to leave satisfied that the people who teased you can’t do that anymore.”

That was the goal you were going for. Guess it didn’t take much convincing as you begin to fill out a request for a girl as you finish your meal. The questions were mostly about what type of girls you like, preferences in looks, and such. Compared to others you didn’t care about much, your only request was a dorky, shy girl.

This may seem like a weird request, but you have a reason why you asked for a girl like this. The shy dorky girls are usually the nicest. Not only that, they usually have some great Senses of humor.

“Well then Munhee, looks like you have a date then.”

“Yeah yeah. I just hope this doesn’t turn out bad for me.”

“I’m sure it will turn out ok for you. So when do you meet her?”

Finally pressing enter on your screen, you are taken to a confirmation notice that gives you the details.

“Well, it says she will come to my house in two days. I’m surprised it didn’t ask for payment yet though. All I did was put in my card information.”

“That will probably come later as you discuss with the girl what it is you need and what is required of her for this job.”

“Well, then I will see the damage when it happens.”

“I guess you will but if anything goes wrong don’t be nervous to call me for help ok?”

“I will noona. Let’s just finish our meals now, ok?”

“Don’t gotta tell me twice. Oh and you’re paying tonight since I gave you a good idea”

“Figures.”

Laughter leaves your table as you both dig back into your meals and beer. The rest of the night goes by in a flash as you drink and eat to your heart's content. After all that you both order an Uber and pass out at your own house until the next work day comes knocking.

TWO DAYS LATER

You currently found yourself in your home relaxing on the couch after your day at work. Today is the day you meet your rented girlfriend and you are nervous. On your living room table, a glass of soju can be found as well as a used shot glass. Taking hold of the soju bottle you pour yourself one more shot and drink it with no regret.

“Ok, three shots should be fine. Not a lot but plenty to loosen me up. God, why am I even doing this? Maybe I should just cancel.”

Knock knock knock

That choice was now out of the question as this was probably her. Standing up, you quickly hide the soju bottle in your cabinet and run to the kitchen and throw the glass in the sink.

Knock knock knock

Guess it’s time. Your legs shake a bit as you walk towards the door until you are right in front of it. Reaching for the door handle, you hesitate a bit but know you have kept the girl waiting long enough. Turning the knob you open the door and see a girl with a mask.

“Hi, are you Gal Munhee?”

“U-Um yes I am. Are you who I was waiting for?”

“Well, I sure hope you don’t have another girl coming over. Can I come in?”

“Yeah, please make yourself at home when you enter.”

Moving to the side the woman walks through your door, over to your living room. Closing the door, you walk over and see the woman just standing there waiting for you.

“I know you said to make myself at home but I figured an introduction should be first.”

At that time the woman begins to reach for her mask as you can’t help but admire her simple outfit, White pants with a white blouse. You also see her hair is in a bun that somehow completes the look. As the woman begins to take off her mask you look to the side a bit nervous but look back just in time to see what she looks like. What you were hit with was a surprise of a lifetime.

“SEULGI?”

“Oh, you know my name?”

“I-Um, well we went to the same high school together. You were a year my senior.”

“Oh wow, small world.”

Your heart was racing at this moment. You thought you were nervous before but seeing Seulgi took your butterflies to the next level, why? You had a massive crush on Seulgi throughout all of high school.

Kang Seulgi. The girl of everyone’s dreams. She was dorky but fun. Kind and caring but you do have to admit she was a bit of a clutz. You took plenty of similar classes as her since you were a smart kid.

As Seulgi keeps looking at you, a look of surprise hits her as she begins to gasp.

“Wait, weren't you the kid who always sat in the back of the class? You were a year younger and took harder courses than more students.”

“Um yeah, that was me.”

“Oh my god, you look so different. No more glasses, as well as a different look with your clothes as well. How have you been?!”

“Oh um, I have been ok. Just been working a lot. Why don’t we just sit down first before we talk?”

“Oh right. Silly me.”

Sitting down gets you a bit closer to Seulgi as you can admire her face. Time has done her well as her beauty somehow increased.

“So we need to catch up but I have another meeting with a client after this. This was more to get the details of what you need and such since you already have the base payment.”

“Oh well—“

You don’t even finish your sentence as you begin to think about it. People will probably recognize Seulgi so it’s best to let her know ahead of time so she can refuse to do this if she wants to.

“I- Um I need to be honest with you Seulgi. T-This is for the high school reunion I have in twelve days. I need someone to go with me and pretend to be my partner.”

“Oh wow. Well, I appreciate you telling me this ahead of time. I can still help you with that actually, I don’t mind at all.”

Hearing those words made you happy as you now had for certain, a girl to bring to the reunion.

“Thank you so much! Is there anything else I need to do for this agreement?”

“Well, we still have to sign the contract. Let me just pull it out and we will take care of that part of business.”

At that time Seulgi pulled out a lengthy document from her purse and placed it on the table. Once again you can’t help but be enamored by Seulgi’s beauty. Her eyes were always something that stood out to you when she smiled it was almost as if her eyes disappeared and with the smile she is giving you right now, you can only feel joy seeing that familiar sight.

You notice that Seulgi’s mouth is moving but you honestly are not listening, just staring.

“New document but how long do you want the contract for?”

“Yeah, one.”

Looking at Seulgi the sound of talking just passed by your ears as you continued to admire her. Your brain starts to pick up Seulgi scrolling through many of the pages till she nods and pushes the documents in front of you.

Seeing Seulgi handing you a pen, your hand just moves down to the document as you see the line to sign and do exactly that. Seulgi then signs the document as well and places it in her purse.

“Ok Munhee. The business side is mostly done. You will get an invoice for what the payment will be. As I said I have another appointment to head to so I will come by in a few days so we can start to practice for the reunion.”

“Y-Yeah. Sounds good, thank you.”

At that time Seulgi stands up and gives you a quick bow. With a bow back you walk Seulgi to the door as she walks out into the street.

“Probably be here in three days. I will call and let you know ahead of time, ok?”

“Ok.”

“It was good to see you Munhee. Have a good rest of your night.”

“You too.”

With your goodbyes said, Seulgi walks down the street a bit into a car and drives off. Going back to your living room you can’t believe it’s Seulgi who is going to pretend to be your girlfriend. Maybe luck is on your side now in life, but now you need to just wait three days until you see her again.

As the three days finally pass you find yourself having a day off, just relaxing at home. Nothing beats the feeling of relaxing in your bed after sleeping in.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Well so much for relaxing in bed for a while longer. Putting on your slippers you made your way to the front door as a slight knock started again. Opening the door you are met with a man who holds out a document.

“Hi, I’m dropping off your invoice. The payment will appear on your card in a few seconds. Have a good day.”

“Thank you.”

Closing the door, you begin to walk back towards your living room as you open the document. Your eyes shoot open as you look at the price.

KNOCK KNOCK KNO—

That third knock didn’t even get to be completed as you swung the door open quickly. Right in front of you was Seulgi, with a look of panic on her face as well.

“We need to talk now!”

With a push, Seulgi made her way into your home running towards the kitchen. The sound of your fridge opening gets your attention as you run in that direction. The sight of Seulgi chugging down a beer catches your attention as she puts down the bottle and pops open another.

“Seulgi, what the fuck was that hundred thousand dollar bill?”

A look of worry shows up on her face. Just as you are about to ask again, a yell hits your ears.

“I FUCKED UP!”

Confusion strikes at how panicked she looks at you. The anger you felt earlier is gone as you are just now concerned about your old classmate.

“Hey, Seulgi. Calm down and just talk to me. What do you mean it’s your fault?”

After taking a deep breath Seulgi looks at you and puts her purse on the table. Out of her purse emerges the document you signed a few days ago.

“This is all my fault and I’m so sorry. Look at the document you signed.”

As she pushes the forms towards you, your eyes shoot wide open reading the words on the top.

“What?”

“I’m sorry!”

The only thing running through your mind right now was those two words on top, Marriage agreement.

“S-Seulgi what is this?”

“It’s what you read, a marriage agreement.”

Pulling out the chair from the kitchen table you take a seat as Seulgi takes one as well.

“I think I need a lot more information, Seulgi.”

With a sigh, Seulgi begins to explain.

“Well ok, the morning when I was at the head office I spilled my coffee all over myself and needed to change quickly so I ran to the restroom. After I changed, they handed out our clients and documents for the day and grabbed whatever was in front of me as I was already running late due to the coffee mishap. Turns out I grabbed the wrong agreement.”

“Well- I mean I guess that could happen to anyone but that still doesn’t explain what I signed. It’s just an agreement so we can-“

“It’s not just an agreement. These agreements also work as marriage certificates and when our company CEO signs off on it the two parties who signed are married.”

“Oh so, WAIT WE ARE MARRIED THEN?”

A nod from Seulgi confirms your statement. Sure being married to Seulgi doesn’t sound bad at all but you can only imagine how she might feel right now.

“So what do we do now? How can we break the agreement?”

“Um, that’s the thing. You signed the document so fast and I had never done this with a client before so I didn’t know the clause to break this contract. Go to page two, at the bottom.”

“Dear lord.”

Those words just left your mouth before you even saw the terms but Turning over the page nearly made you faint.

“TEN MILLION DOLLARS?”

“The terms say it’s a hundred times the price you have to pay. Normally billionaires are the ones who do these kinds of agreements, that’s why it’s so expensive.”

Sure you had money in the bank being wealthy but you weren’t reaching double digits millions in your savings yet.

“I don’t have that much money.”

After you think for a bit you smile and look up towards Seulgi.

“Hey but this was only for one night you have to pretend to be my girlfriend, well I guess wife now but once the reunion is over our marriage can end.”

“Go back to page one. Go under the term length.”

Going back to page one the number one could clearly be seen but it wasn’t for one day.

“One year?”

“Turns out these agreements have a minimum of one year so when I put one they assumed it was a year.”

Everything was just overwhelming at this point. What can you even do now? The choice is obvious right now. Standing up you head to the fridge and pull out 3 packs of beer. Without even saying anything you walk over to the living room and sit down on your couch. Somehow Seulgi even knew what you intended as she got up from her seat and joined you on the couch.

Grabbing a bottle of beer you take your bottle opener and crack it open. Handing the opener to Seulgi she grabs another beer and cracks it open as well.

Time somehow passes as a couple of beer bottles can be seen empty and on the living room table. Both you and Seulgi seem a bit drunk but able to have a conversation still.

“Seulgi. I’m so sorry I got you in this situation. I should have looked at what I signed.”

“No, I should have looked at what I handed you beforehand. I mean this is my job and I messed this up so bad.”

Silence fills the room as you both are just in thought.

It might be the alcohol talking but some words just leave your mouth.

“I guess we can just be married for a year.”

Seulgi looks at you surprised and a bit confused but you proceed to keep rambling.

“We are stuck in this situation but you can just take a year off from working at that company. You can stay here with me since I have a spare room and we can just be like roommates. You still help me on the reunion and you can still get paid for this job.”

At that moment your “wife” seems to be deep in thought but smiles at you.

“You know what. Fuck it. Let’s do this.”

It’s quite shocking that she agreed to this so quickly but you are a bit happy.

“Ok then. I guess we should get to know each other more these next few days, Seulgi. I can take you to go pick some of your stuff up tomorrow ok?”

“Ok, that sounds good. For now, let’s just drink these beers and relax after this stressful day we had.”

All you could do is a nod in agreement as the two of you drink as many beers as your bodies can handle, slowly falling asleep on the couch.

The next day comes as the loud blaring from your alarm causes you to open your eyes. Pressing the snooze button on your phone, your arms wrap around the soft item in front of you. You couldn’t help but notice it was really warm. Funny enough you begin to feel a pair of arms wrap around you and hold you closer as well. It was a great feeling. Well, it was until you were confused about what you were feeling.

As you open your eyes they begin to slowly adjust to the light as you notice a figure holding on to you. With a slight headache, you finally remember the night before which was just filled with drinking. The sound of a small grunt gets your attention as Seulgi begins to wake up. Moving your hands quickly, Seulgi feels a bit of a commotion which causes her to shoot her eyes wide open.

“Um, good morning.”

“O-Oh, good morning Munhee.”

Pulling back from the embrace she had on you, Seulgi begins to stand up as she begins to feel the hangover from drinking so much. Reaching for your side table you pull out a bottle of pills for the headache. Grabbing a few pills you throw them into your mouth and then hand the bottle to Seulgi.

Walking to the kitchen you pull out a bottle of water from the fridge and take down the pills. Grabbing another bottle you hand it to Seulgi as she takes her pills as well.

“I have spare toiletries in the room you're gonna be staying in. I’ll put on a fresh pot of coffee in the meantime.”

“Sounds good, thank you.”

Giving Seulgi a nod she makes her way to her new room as you pull out your coffee and put it in the brewer. The sound of coffee being made lets you know it’s time to freshen up as you head to your room. After you do your morning routine, your legs bring you back to the kitchen and see Seulgi already drinking her cup of coffee.

“I just poured your cup. I hope you don’t mind that I started without you.”

“No no. I guess this is your home now so you should never feel sorry about doing anything here.”

“Right, my home now. Munhee, are you sure you are ok with all of this? I know we said it was fine but we were kinda drunk when we agreed.”

“Seulgi. I am one hundred percent sure about this. Plus this can be a bit of a break from that job of yours. Just help me with the reunion and you can just hang out here for a year.”

“I mean if you are sure about this then ok. I really could use a break from this job after a bit.”

You wanted to know more but you weren’t gonna push any further about why she felt like that. Either way, you could assume why.

“I guess we should get you moved in today then. I have nothing to do today so let’s go get your things from your apartment.”

“O-Oh there is no need for that. I-I can go get my stuff alone!”

“Nonsense. Let’s go right now!”

Happy to be able to help your Wife, you stood up and grabbed Seulgi excitedly. Jumping in your car you can’t help but notice the slight hesitation as she gets in. Once Seulgi sits down in the car you begin to back out of your driveway and cruise a bit on the street.

“Just enter your address on my GPS.”

Again with a bit of hesitation, Seulgi follows what you say and enters her address in the car GPS. Once the directions begin you just follow what the car told you. The car ride is just filled with silence as you just focus on driving. Another twenty minutes pass as you finally arrive in front of a small home.

Stepping out of your vehicle you see Seulgi is already walking towards her front door so you follow. As you two finally get in front of the door you feel a hand grab your arm.

“Just wait out here and I will come out with some boxes for you to help me with, ok?”

“I don’t mind go-“

“Thanks, just wait here!”

You didn’t even get to try To ask again as Seulgi unlocked her door and slammed it right in your face.

“Well, I guess I will just wait.”

To pass the time you pull out your phone and begin to go over a few emails from work to see how it’s going in the office today. As you are about to open your next email a large bang hits your ears, coming from inside Seulgi’s home. Worry fills your mind as you grab the door handle and rush in.

Looking around you can’t help but notice it’s a bit of a rundown apartment. It honestly reminded you of your home growing up. Yes, run down a bit but still looks comfy. Seeing Seulgi on the floor you rush over and see she is picking up something that broke.

“Seulgi, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, my lamp fell over and broke.”

A bit of red is on the floor as you see Seulgi cut her finger on the shards. Running over to the kitchen you grab some paper towels and happen to notice a first aid kit sitting on the kitchen table. Grabbing it you rush back over to Seulgi who is picking up the shards with a cardboard box.

“Show me your hand.”

“Oh it’s nothing, please don’t worry.”

“You are bleeding. Of course, I’m gonna worry so please show me your hand.”

As Seulgi looks at you she sees you are quite worried so she complied and gave you her hand. With one hand you held the back of hers and with another, you opened the first aid kit. From the looks of it, the supplies were running a bit low but everything you needed was there.

“Ok, I’m gonna clean it with a disinfectant wipe.”

Opening the wipe you bring it closer to her cut and begin to clean it.

“Aish that stings.”

“Something I think we can all relate to. There I’m all done with the wipe now I’ll just put a bandage on it.”

Grabbing the bandage you open the package and put it over her cut that wasn’t so bad after it got cleaned.

“I’m guessing you cut yourself often. The first aid kit seems like it’s well used.”

“I’m not sure you remember but if that Agreement story tells you anything it’s that I’m very clumsy.”

“Well, I think it’s a very cute quality on yourself.”

A small blush appears on Seulgi’s face as you wonder how you were able to say that without stuttering.

“Thank you.”

After you finish bandaging up her hand, you help Seulgi stand up and then take a look around her living room.

“This is why I didn’t want you to come in. I know this is a shitty little home compared to the one you own.”

“Do you think I’m stuck up? Seulgi, remember how I came to school? Old clothes that were ripping, everyone made fun of me for it. I would never judge someone for how their home looks or how much money they have.”

With a smile, Seulgi wraps you in her arms as you return her embrace. After a minute you pull back from the hug and see Seulgi’s watery eyes.

“How about we finish packing and then go get something to eat?

Once you receive a nod from her, the two of you continue to pack her things and load them into your vehicle. Seulgi now seems much more relaxed as the two of you drive into the city.

“Any idea what you want to eat?”

Let’s just pick up some fast food and go back home with it. I still need to unpack all my things.”

“Sounds good”

Driving to the nearest McDonald’s, you make your way to the drive-thru and order a variety of different items. After paying and grabbing your items you continue your journey back home, finally pulling into your driveway.

“Ok, the passcode to enter is 7524. You can bring the food into the kitchen and then you help me bring in the boxes.”

“Got it!”

Picking up the food, Seulgi makes her way over to your front door and inputs the passcode, opening the door. As she heads in, you manage to grab two of the five boxes and head towards the front door. At that time Seulgi comes back out and heads to the car to grab boxes. After dropping off the boxes in her room Suelig enters and does the same. With one last trip, you get the final box and place it in her room.

“Well with that out of the way, LETS EAT!”

A cheer from Seulgi lets you know she’s on board with that. Arriving at the kitchen table, you both sit down and begin to pull out all the different food you ordered. The sound of crunching is all that can be heard from the crispy fries you got. Maybe this is a good time to talk about the reunion.

“Seulgi. Maybe we should get information on each other so we can prepare for the reunion.”

“Oh yeah, that’s fine. I guess I will start talking about myself if you don’t mind.”

“Go ahead.”

“Well, this will be my cover-up story. Went to Seoul university and graduated as a business major and now work in a bank in the city.”

“Ok well, I went to A smaller college in the city just called Royal university. Unlike its name, it was a small and rundown building. It wasn’t the best but I managed to get my degree in graphic design. After school ended some of my professors who had connections to the tech industry showed off some of my work to a major tech company and they hired me because of their recommendation. With a bit of time, I made my way as one of the head supervisors in the company for the design division. That’s all that has happened to me in those years. I’ve been rambling a lot right? I’m sorry for the information overload.”

“No no. The more information the better. I have such a basic story because when we meet with our former classmates it’s all gonna be about you. I want to keep the focus on you and how you are doing in life.”

“Oh ok. Then how did we meet since we weren’t at the same college?”

“Easy, you walked into my bank to do some business. We recognized each other and decided to catch up as I was just about to get off work. Then we go with the typical butterflies filling both of our stomachs and you asked me on a date. After a year and a half of dating, we decided to move to the next step and got married at a courthouse. That will help explain if people ask for wedding photos.”

“Wow, for not doing the whole marriage agreement thing before you are pretty good at it.”

“Well, it’s the same when people ask for you to pretend to be their girlfriend. You need to come up with a story.”

“I see. So now that we got the big information out of the way I’m curious, how did you get into this line of work.”

The smile Seulgi had before disappeared as she looked down.

“It all started with the death of my parents, a car accident.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok. With the passing of my parents, I no longer had someone to pay for my college tuition. I had never gone for scholarships and such so I had to drop out. With time I lost the house and everything else. Desperate for money I went looking for jobs in all places but most people didn’t want to hire a college dropout.”

“The world can be so stupid like that. There are plenty of hard-working people willing to learn if you just let them.”

“Yeah, I know. As time went by I was looking for any source of income and one day I ran into an old school senior. Do you remember Irene?”

“Yeah, I do actually. Kinda short but had quite the temper?”

“Yep, that's her. Turns out she had a friend who ran the company that I’m at now. When she told me about what I would be doing I was weirded out but needed money. With hesitation, I went to the company and joined. Sure the pay wasn’t the best but enough to be able to start my life again. Time went by and I finally got a raise so we are getting there but still not a lot.”

“I see. I’m so sorry all this happened to you. Life can be a juggle. You never really know where you will end up later on in life.”

“Yeah. And listen I just want to say I’m grateful for you taking care of me for a year. I promise I’m gonna help take care of the home and such when you go to work. I guess I’ll be a good housewife.”

“You don’t need to call yourself a housewife, Seulgi.”

“Well, we are married so that’s what I am. Also, I think we should get used to calling each other husband and wife and maybe some nicknames.”

“Oh um sure s-sweetie.”

The blush on her face becomes apparent as she smiles back at you.

“Sure h-honey.”

Continuing to eat your meal the two of you finally finished your lunch. Out of nowhere, a thought comes to mind about something you both need.

“We forgot rings.”

Seulgi’s eyes shoot open as she runs to you.

“We need to go get rings. Screw unpacking, let's go!”

Knowing this is important, you left all the trash on your table and ran out to your car. Hoping in, you both made it downtown to the nearest jewelry store. Stepping out of the car, Seulgi runs up to you and grabs your hand.

“Um, I thought we were gonna get cheap fake rings?”

“Oh no. I’m getting my wife a proper ring, now let's go.”

Pulling Seulgi, you enter the jewelry store and are quickly met with an employee.

“Hi, I’m Joy. Can I help you two?”

“Yes my wife and I got married at a courthouse but we were so happy about it that we forgot to buy rings. Could you help us get our rings?”

“Oh of course! Congratulations first of all. Now for your wife, is there anything specific you want to give her as the ring itself? The band after will just be matching with your own.”

“Well, my wife doesn’t like big flashy things so something with a simplistic design would be great.”

You knew Seulgi would hate it if you got her a big flash ring from just that conversation outside so you figured just something to clearly state she was taken.

“I have the perfect ring for you. It’s a brand new ring that we just got. Follow me.”

Making your way over to a counter, Joy then gets behind the employee area and pulls out a ring, and puts it on the display case.

“As you can see it’s a nice silver band around with a big diamond on top. At both sides of the band, you find two smaller gems, making it look a bit different than other rings yet keeping a simplistic design.”

“May she try it on?”

“Of course!”

Picking up the ring, Seulgi then raises her hand as you put the ring on her wedding finger. It must have been destiny as the ring was a perfect fit.

“What do you think, s-sweetie?”

“It’s perfect. It’s just perfect.”

“Yeah, I think this will be good. Could we just get some matching silver bands joy?”

“Certainly.”

Ten minutes pass as you get your ring size taken and find the perfect pair of bands. After paying three thousand dollars for all the rings, you say your thanks to joy and head back to your car wearing the new accessories.

“Thank you for the beautiful ring. I know it was expensive but it means a lot.”

“I told you I would take care of you and I will. Plus it’s an important part of the story. It might take a bit of getting used to wearing but I’m sure it will become normal.”

“Yeah, I’m sure too. Now let’s head home so I can unpack.”

“Sounds good Seul.”

You take a glance at Seulgi to see if she’s ok with you calling her that famous smile of hers to let you know it’s fine.

A couple of days passed as you currently found yourself at work. Sitting down in the break room you pull out your lunch, ready to eat the basic sandwich you always pack but you are hit with a surprise. Inside your lunch box are little containers with rice and a variety of foods.

“What the. I didn’t pack all this.”

Inside the containers was a little note. As you pick it up you can see what is written on it.

I packed you lunch honey. Enjoy! From S

A smile fills your face seeing the effort Seulgi went through.

“Who’s S?”

The sudden voice you hear from behind causes you to jump in your seat. Looking over your shoulder you see it’s Wendy. As you hide the note Wendy begins to pull out all of the things from your lunch box.

“What the hell? Where did all of this come from? Where is your plain sandwich you always eat?”

“Ok, why are you pulling my lunch out? And second, it’s none of your business.”

A shooting pain goes throughout your body as you feel Wendy pull on your ear.

“Yah! Respect your noona and tell me who packed this for you!”

“Ok ok ok Seulgi!”

A sense of relief hits you as Wendy lets go of your ear, but the loud yell that leaves her mouth makes you jump once again.

“Seulgi? I only know of one Seulgi and it’s my old friend from high school who you had a massive crush on.”

“Ok, so when the girl I hired on the website came to my home it was Seulgi.”

“Holy shit! That’s crazy. So she’s gonna be your girlfriend at the reunion?”

“Noona this story just gets crazier. Do you remember how much of a klutz Seulgi is? Well, she brought the wrong documents to sign at our meeting and we accidentally got married.”

“MARRIED!?”

“Thank god I take a late lunch. Yes, we got married. Long story short it’s for a year and she is staying with me at my home. Once the year is up we will part ways.”

The room fills with silence for a minute until Wendy speaks up again.

“That's a lot to take in but are you gonna let her go after a year? I’m one hundred percent sure you will fall deeper in love with her than before.”

“Yeah well, I can’t force her to stay with me after a year. I’m just gonna enjoy my time with her. She’s been great to get to know more.”

“I just don’t want to see you get hurt but I trust you. And who knows? Maybe she ends up falling for you as well.”

“That’s very unlikely but thanks for the support. Now let’s eat, I’m starving.”

Opening your lunch, you begin to take small bites out of your food. You can’t help but admire how delicious Your wife’s food is. After eating your food and enjoying your small chats with Wendy you returned to work, slowly closing in on your reunion.

The next few days go by as you continue to bond with Seulgi. It’s almost as if you two were meant to find each other later in life with how much you enjoy each other’s time.

JULY 3rd

It’s finally the night of your high school reunion. Nervous is the only term you can use to describe how you’re feeling currently. With a quick motion, you put on your suit jacket and stand in front of the mirror. Trying to keep a more cool look you decided not to put on a tie, but still have a suit to look professional.

Happy with your look, you walk out of your room and get to Seulgi’s door.

“Knock knock knock

“Hey Seul, are you almost ready?”

“Yeah Munhee! Just wait in the living room and I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Ok”

Heading to the living room, you begin to go over everything you have learned about Seulgi so you won’t mess up tonight. A squeak from a door gets your attention as you look down the hallway. A figure gets closer and closer as you are met with the beauty that is Seulgi.

The top part of her dress was a white color, with a small hole near the bottom of her cleavage. The bottom of her dress was a solid black. It was a bit short but helped show off her smooth legs.

You couldn’t say anything seeing how beautiful Seulgi was.

“So what do you think? I hope you like it.”

“A-Are you kidding me? I don’t think I have ever seen a more beautiful woman in my life.”

With a smile and blush on her face, Seulgi gets closer to you and begins to fix up your suit a bit.

“Thank you, Honey. I guess we should get going. We don’t want to be late do we?”

“No, we don’t s-sweetie. After you please.”

Following behind Seulgi you exit your home and get into your vehicle. The entire ride was spent with the two of you going over information about each other and your backstory. A good twenty-five minutes pass as you finally arrive at your former school. The parking lot can be seen filled with the vehicles of former students, ready for their reunion.

Parking your car, you turn off the engine and step out. Running to the passenger door, your hand pulls on the handle and opens it. Extending out your hand, Seulgi grabs it and steps out with your assistance.

“Thank you, honey. Are you ready?”

“I mean as ready as anyone can be heading to their high school reunion. Standing near the school is causing my heart to race. I guess I’m just wondering if I can do this.”

“Munhee. We have been practicing for this moment for the past few days. Not only that but you are an amazing person whose life has turned out great. Don’t be nervous. I’m here with you.”

Hearing Seulgi say she’s with you helps the nerves in your stomach relax a bit. Guess it’s time to head in. With a nod towards Seulgi, you extend your arm as Seulgi hooks her own with it.

The walk to the front door of the school feels like it took an hour, but in reality, it was only a minute. The doors to the school were wide open as the two of you stepped through. The faint echo of music is the first thing you pick up, along with the yellow and blue drawings on the walls. It’s five years later and this place does look the same.

“I guess this place doesn’t change huh?”

“You must have read my mind. I was thinking the same thing.”

Seeing a small table with a woman waiting, the two of you made your way over.

“Hi, welcome to the reunion for the alumni of the year 2017. May I know your name to check you in?”

“Yes, my name is Gal Munhee.”

“Gal Munhee.”

Looking down at her Clipboard, the woman the. Nods her head and looks back up at you.

“Ok, I found you on the list. You can make your way to the Gymnasium where the event will be held. I hope you enjoy yourself.”

“Thank you.”

With a quick bow, you commence your walk over to the gym. Each step closer and closer causes you to shake a bit. Can you do this? That question got a quick answer as you felt a hand grab your own.

“You got this. I’m here with you ok?”

Those words helped as you stepped closer and closer. With one quick motion, you open the door as the loud music hits your ears. Walking inside shows you the gym filled with balloons and decorations all around.

Despite the loud music, the sound of laughter and chatter is apparent as you see all of your former classmates just interacting. After a few moments, you begin to feel some stares toward you and your wife. Not wanting to be rude you looked around and gave everyone who was staring at you a quick nod as you got to your seat.

The name tag sitting on the table helped you recognize where you needed to sit, so you did exactly that. As the two of you sit down you can’t help but look around the table and see who else is going to be sitting with you. Most of the names were people who had just seen in passing, but one stood out.

From behind, you heard the sound of the voice of the person you were most nervous to see. You didn’t even bother to turn around as a figure stood right next to you.

Looking forwards, you saw the rest of the people sitting at your table take their seats as the figure just stood next to you.

“Gal Munhee. Where have I heard that name before?”

You know you can’t delay it any longer so you stood up and faced the man. Hwan Minsu was your main tormentor throughout all of high school.

“Minsu. How are you?”

“I’m sorry I just don’t seem to remember who you are.”

“Well, maybe it’s the fact I don’t have glasses anymore. I’m also taller than before. I don’t know if you sure knew who I was years ago in Ms. Kim’s math class.”

At that moment your former bully’s eyes shoot wide open as he begins to laugh.

“Now I remember you. The dorky kid who always had harder classes. We somehow had a math class together, not sure how but yeah I remember you. Guys, don’t you all remember my doormat?”

Hearing the term doormat caused the people at the table to all nod as they began to remember you through that name.

“Yeah, that was me.”

“Well, you sure look different. What happened to the dorky look? It suited you.”

Anger was the main sentiment you felt as you said that. You could almost punch this man here and now.

“I grew out of it.”

“Yah Minsu. That's enough. I’m sorry Munhee, my name is Heejin and I am Minsu’s wife.”

As Heejin extended her arm, you extended your own and shook it. The sound of a chair squeaking gets your attention as a figure stands next to you. The smell that hits your nose helps you recognize your wife.

“Hi there Heejin, I’m Munhee’s wife Seulgi.”

It isn’t till Seulgi said her name that the whole table recognizes her now.

“What? Kang Seulgi? Our senior? How did you end up with him?”

A scowl starts to form on your wife’s mouth as she hears Minsu’s question. All around the sound of murmurs begins as they all begin to recognize you and Seulgi.

“Why don’t we all sit down and talk about how it’s been for each other?”

“That sounds fantastic. Let’s sit Minsu.”

Sitting down the whole table faces you, ready to hear your story.

“Well, Seulgi and I ended up meeting at her workplace. She works at a bank where I went to do business. She ended up helping me as her last customer of the day but something just sparked at that moment. I asked her to go get a coffee since her shift was done and she said yes. A year and a half later we ended up getting married.”

“Awe, that's so sweet!”

You give a quick smile towards Heejin who has been very nice to you so far.

“Let’s see a wedding photo.”

Hearing that question so aggressively from Minsu made you nervous but Seulgi responded quickly.

“We got married at a courthouse. We didn’t want anything extravagant so we just did it there.”

A small whisper from the other end of the table gets your attention but you can hear what the guy said.

“Probably too broke to even afford a wedding.”

You give the man an angry look as you begin to speak again.

“No, I'm not broke. We just didn’t want a big wedding.”

“My dear husband is one of the head directors of the graphic design team at the top tech company in the country.”

A look of shock hits all of the people at the table as they hear where you work.

“One million a year is pretty good. If I say so myself.”

Most of the men at the table suddenly look down embarrassed. If they are gonna try to embarrass you, you will do it back to them. The only man at the table who didn’t even react to the amount you made was Minsu.

“Not bad but I make nearly ten a year.”

He had you beat on how much your annual income but you still managed to show off how well you are in life so far.

A sudden screech from the speakers gets everyone's attention as someone stands on the stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Seoul Regional high reunion for the alumni of 2017!”

Claps and cheers fill the room as the woman on stage waits.

“If you don’t remember me my name is Hasuel and I was your student body president for all four years. On behalf of the school and faculty, we are all honored to have you return to the school and meet up with all of your friends.”

Huh, friends. That’s really funny.

“Now we need to have a big round of applause for a certain someone who helped make this whole event happen. Mr. Hwan Minsu!”

The cheers this time are very apparent but the most noise comes from all of his former friends scattered around the gym.

“Mr. Hwan paid for all the food for this event as well as a DJ so you can dance your hearts out, so please make sure to say your thanks. Now all of your meals will be handed out to all of you so please just hold on a bit and get ready to fill your belly!”

Almost like it was timed, the room fills with waiters who bring food to all of the tables. It only takes three minutes for every person to receive a plate of food. A whole lobster was on the plate with various sides to complement the shellfish.

The sound of cracking becomes apparent as the entire place begins to dig into their lobsters. Following everyone’s lead, you begin to eat your food, enjoying the various flavors from the shellfish and sides.

As delicious as the food was, you almost had the entire meal ruined just hearing Minsu brag to every person who came to talk to him. A sour look was apparent on your face until you felt a like on your cheek. As you look at Seulgi, your face relaxed and showed how happy you were to just be in her presence.

“Yeah he’s bragging a lot but you still managed to show that you have a wife and a nice life. That is all you needed to do to show you are ahead and happy with your life. Ignore all his talk.”

“Thank you, sweetie.”

At that time a tap on the mic got everyone's attention as Hasuel stood back on the stage.

“I hope you all enjoyed your meals. Now we figured it would be a fun little game to see how everyone is doing after high school so we will do almost like superlatives segments. I will say raise your hand if you have kids already and other things like that and then we will come over and you will talk about it a bit, ok?”

With a nod from the crowd, Hasuel began to ask various questions, ranging from if you had children to if you were still in school. You hadn’t heard a question that applied to your own life so you just sat there until finally, it was your turn.

“Who here married their high school crush?”

You had no intention of standing up until you heard a yell next to you. Looking to the side you see it’s from Minsu.

“He did! The guy right next to me!.”

If you were a turtle you would have jumped into your shell at that moment. You had no time to react as a microphone was put in your hand and you had to speak.

“Well then. Let’s hear your name first!”

You could have sworn you were about to run away until your wife stood next to you and grabbed your hand. You could see she was a bit shocked at what she heard but she knew you needed help. Taking the mic from your hand Seulgi then steps forward and smiles.

“Hi. My husband can be a bit shy so I guess I will share our story. His name is Gal Munhee and I am Gal Seulgi, formerly Kang Seulgi’s before we got married.”

Everyone seemed shocked when they heard Seulgi’s name as they instantly recognized her.

“Wasn’t she the girl who didn’t date anyone?

“Everyone would always confess to her and she rejected them.”

Wait. Wasn’t Gal Munhee the loser who had no friends? How did he marry her?”

You could almost swear you saw a hint of anger in Seulgi’s eyes as she heard some of the statements.

“Me and my dear husband met again at the bank I work at when he was my last client. He asked me for coffee after our business was concluded and I saw how nice and good-looking he was so I said yes. A year and a half later we got married and have been together ever since.”

“Awe, that's so sweet! I’m glad the two of you ended up with each other then. Thank you for your response on behalf of your husband. Now onto the next statement.”

You couldn’t even hear what the next question/statement was as you felt so embarrassed that Seulgi now knows you liked her in high school. Minsu must have remembered how nervous you were around her always and how you looked at her.

You couldn’t even face Seulgi right now. So without saying anything you stood up and ran out of the gym. The faint sound of clicking could be heard behind you but the faster you ran, the less you heard it.

Your legs almost by instinct brought you to the library, your safe place back in your school days. Sitting down in your corner brought back all the memories of things you felt through your years here. They may have been shitty but they helped you become who you are today.

A few minutes passed as the silence heard through the library was interrupted but the sound of a door closing.

“Munhee!? Are you in here?”

You could already recognize Seulgi’s voice but you didn’t want to embarrass yourself even more as you just sat in silence. Seulgi’s calls for you continued from various parts of the library. Soon she started to her closer and closer, and just as she was near you the door closed once again.

“Munhee? Is that you?”

The sound of running was heard as Seulgi made her way towards the door, but a sound you didn’t want to hear hit your ears.

“Ah, I was wondering where you went to Seulgi.”

“Oh, Minsu. I’m just looking for my husband.”

"I see. I mean you should just leave him alone for now. He seemed embarrassed just like when something happened in this place.”

“Well, you didn’t need to shout out for people to hear he had a crush on me before.”

“Oh come on! He shouldn’t care about that. Plus when he has a smoking hot wife like you, I would be glad to flaunt you to my classmates.”

Standing up from your spot you began to sneak closer to the voices and see Seulgi and Minsu near the entrance of the library.

“You know Seulgi. I asked you out back In our school days but you said no. Do you ever imagine what could have happened between us if you had said yes?”

“No, and I don’t care at all. I just want to find my husband so please leave me alone.”

Just as Seulgi tried to push her way through the door, Minsu grabbed her arm.

“Come on Seulgi. Why don’t you stay here with me instead? Your husband isn’t here and my wife isn’t here. Let’s have a little fun.”

“Let go of me!”

You aren’t even sure when your legs started moving but before you knew it, your fist hit Minsu’s face. As Minsu hit the ground, you checked on your wife and she seemed a bit surprised to see you.”

“Seulgi? Are you ok?”

“Um yeah. Thank you Munhee.”

“You piece of shit!”

A hit to the stomach Made you fall back as Minsu stood in front of you pissed off.

“Looks like I’m still gonna need to teach a nerd a lesson years later.”

Hearing him talk to you like that should have made you scared but when he hurts the girl you love, you planned on making sure to fight him properly.

Attempting to stand up, you are quickly tackled to the ground by Minsu as he raises his fist to hit you across the face. Unlike your younger years, you aren’t sédenles anymore so you brought your hands up and blocked the hit. Rolling your body to the side you raised your hand and returned the punch to the gut you got from him earlier. Taking advantage of this you proceeded to punch Minsu in the face, leaving him bruised.

At that time you heard the door open and footsteps near you but you wanted to keep hitting him Before you could get another hit off you felt a hand grab your own.

“Munhee, I'm ok. Please stop. His wife is here watching.”

One glance to the side showed you Heejin, standing there watching. You didn’t want her to see her Husband get hit so you got off him and stood up.

“I’m sorry Heejin he-“

“Oh no I heard everything. I followed behind him when he said he was gonna go looking for you. I heard all of what he said to your wife and put his hands on her. I would have let you hit him more for trying to cheat on me. But hey I got some interesting information for you to hear. Minsu is broke. His family made a risky business move and they lost everything. He just borrowed a shit ton of money from old friends to try to show off. You are doing better in life than him. Be proud of that Munhee.”

You honestly did feel proud as you heard how he ended up after high school

“Now go ahead. I’ll look after this idiot. I’m sorry he put his hands on you Seulgi.”

“No no, it’s ok. I think we are gonna head home now. I left you my number so if you ever need to chat just call me.”

With a nod, Heejin made her way over to her husband who was just laying there embarrassed of what just happened to him.

“Let’s go home, Munhee. I think we need to talk.”

“Y-Yeah let’s go.”

Following behind your wife you both made your way back to the parking lot and walked to your car. Pulling out your keys you were ready to drive until Seulgi stole the keys from your hand.

“I’m driving. Get in the passenger seat.”

You weren’t about to argue with her so you just compiled and got in the seat. The drive back home was just silent. All you were doing is going over in your head how Seulgi would hate you for being so aggressive and keep a secret about how you liked her before you even got married. Maybe she will think you planned on getting her stuck with you when you signed the agreement.

The sound of the engine turning off gets your attention as you see you are in front of your home.

“Come on. Let’s go treat that bruise on your knuckles.”

The pain through your hand was starting to show as you winced when she touched it. Walking inside your home you saw Seulgi point at the living room, so you went to wait there. A minute passes and Your wife walks in with an ice pack and some sort of cream.

“Being a klutz I have had my fair share of bruises and trust me when I say this freak works miracles.”

Sitting down at your side, Seulgi then grabs your hand and begins to apply the cream. You wince a bit at the feeling but relax a bit as time passes. Once your hand has the cream applied, Seulgi then puts the ice pack on top and lets it rest for a bit.

Awkwardness could be felt between the two of you until you both speak at the same time. Noticing this, you both laugh a bit until You feel confident enough to talk to her.

“Seul. I’m sorry you had to see me like that. I’m not sure what came over me.”

“To be honest it was a bit scary seeing you be so mad but at the same time, you helped me get out of a dangerous situation. Sure you went a bit overboard but all I can do is thank you for helping me.”

A sense of relief hits your body as you hear Seulgi isn’t scared of you.

“So how long was your crush on me?”

There was the other part of the conversation you knew was coming. Better to just be honest.

“About two and a half years. When we first met in your chemistry class.”

“I don’t remember much from that time. All I did was focus on my studies to make my parents proud. I’m sorry about that.”

“No, don't be. I was just the kid in the back who just admired you from afar. The more I saw how kind you were to others and such the more I fell for you.”

A smile forms on Seulgi’s face as she moves a bit closer to you.

“While we are on the matter of admiring I need to confess that’s what I have been doing for the past few weeks. You are doing so well in life but you don’t want to show off. The only time you did was to the classmates who treated you badly and no one can argue with wanting to do that. Here I am a broke girl who has done nothing with her life but you still took care of me like I was your wife. I couldn’t help but start to fall for you myself.”

Hearing that Seulgi started to like you as well made your heart nearly explode. Looking into Seulgi’s eyes you began to draw your face closer to hers. A bit nervously Seulgi got closer to you as well until your lips were just inches away.

“Stop me if you don’t want me to.”

The complete opposite happened as you felt Seulgi grab your shoulders and pull you in for the kiss. At first, the kiss is very tame, just on the lips. As time went by your hands reached for Your wife's waist as you picked her up from the couch. A small Yelp leaves her mouth as you begin to walk towards your bedroom.

Walking inside you dropped Seulgi on top as she began to laugh and look at you with a lustful look. Laying down on top of Seulgi you attached your lips to hers once again, but gone was the timid guy kissing his crush. You had every intention of making her fully yours tonight. Mark her as your wife for real.

Pushing your tongue forward in the kiss, you enter her mouth and begin to wrestle with hers. Quickly you assert your dominance as she submits and lets you enjoy the confines of her mouth.

After some time you both pull back from the kiss gasping for air, but still craving more. Your lips move to her neck as you begin to pamper it with small kisses and bites. Little moans leave Seulgi’s mouth as you continue to work down her neck.

Moving your hands down, you begin to pull up on her dress. Your beloved understanding of what you want to do raises her body as you yank the dress off of her body, leaving her in just her matching white undergarments. Your kisses continue to live down her body as you begin to pull off your jacket.

With the help of Seulgi’s your jacket leaves your body as the air begins to hit your chest from the buttons of your shirt being undone. As the last button gets removed, you tear off your shirt and reach down for your pants.

At an almost superhuman speed, you unbuckle your pants and begin to pull them down. Soon you are left in just your underwear, almost the same as your wife. Leaning back down to kiss Seulgi, you are met with a surprise as you get flipped on your back and Seulgi jumps on top of you.

A smirk appears on her face as she begins to give small kisses down your chest to your waist getting closer to your underwear. With a forceful pull, Seulgi removes your remaining clothes showing your erect cock to her. You were harder than you have ever been before. The sudden sensation of a hand around your Penis causes you to twitch a bit. A giggle leaves your wife’s mouth as she looks up at you.

“Fuck this thing is huge. To think my husband was hiding such a nice cock. Let’s see if it tastes as good as it looks.”

A sudden flick to your tip from Seulgi’s tongue causes you to moan a bit. You are almost embarrassed at the sound that leaves your mouth but Seulgi doesn’t mind at all. A wet sensation begins to move around your length as Seulgi begins to lick up and down your dick.

“Fuck Seulgi.”

“Oh, that’s just the beginning.”

You didn’t even have time to respond as you felt Your wife’s mouth around your tip. At first, all you feel is small sucks which feels great. Then the sudden sensation of you moving down her throat nearly makes you cum. Moving your hands to her head you help her keep a slow pace as she moves her mouth up and down on your cock.

The slow pace is amazing and lets you make sure you don’t cum quickly, but Seulgi had other ideas. Soon you feel your wife bob her head on your rod faster and faster causing you to begin to shake. As Seulgi moves deeper and dapper on your cock, you know you are close to cumming.

“Seulgi, sweetie I’m gonna cum.”

Taking that as an invitation, Seulgi moves her head as fast as possible on your cock making your peak arrive. You couldn’t even warn her as you began to shoot your load into her mouth. Five shots of your cum quickly fill up her mouth as you finally come down from your high. Pulling your dick out of her mouth, Seulgi then opens her mouth wide and shows you the semen just in there. Closing her mouth, your wife then takes a few gulps and opens her mouth again, showing you she drank it all.

“Fuck Seulgi. That was amazing.”

“That cock is fucking amazing.”

“Well you had something to eat but I think it’s time for me to eat you.”

Laying back down on your bed, you open Seulgi’s legs and begin to give them small kisses. Your hands reach back up for her underwear this time as you pull them down. In front of you is Seulgi's nicely shaved pussy that's glistening.

You didn’t even give It a second thought as you have her lips a sudden lick. Not that familiar with Seulgi’s body, you begin to give her pussy small licks and see how she responds. Small moans leave your wife’s mouth but you knew you needed to do more to help her achieve an orgasm.

A large gasp leaves Seulgi’s mouth as you push two of your fingers into her pussy. In a slow motion, you begin to fuck her pussy with your fingers. Wanting to test something out you begin to build up a bit of speed and wait to see how she responds.

“Fuck. Faster!”

Fulfilling Seulgi’s wishes you begin to move your hand faster causing her walls to clench a bit on your fingers. Spreading apart her lips with your other hand you notice her little nub just there without any attention. You soon rectify that by licking her clit repeatedly. The moans and swearing continue to grow as the speed from both your tongue and finger continue to increase.

Soon her walls begin to clench harder and harder around your fingers as Seulgi begins to yell. With all the energy you have left in your hand you fucked her as fast as possible until a rush of Fluids hit your face. Not wanting to waste any of her juices you begin to drink it all, enjoying the west nectar that left your wife’s body.

Letting your wife relax a bit, you proceed to give her neck small kisses for nice again until you hear a laugh from her.

“Fuck that was good.”

Raising her body a bit, Seulgi then unhooked her bra and showed you her beautiful breasts. They weren’t the biggest but you loved every part of her. Without hesitation, you brought your mouth to her nipple and began to suck on it. The sound of moans filled the room once more as you aggressively sucked on her nipple. Moving your attention to her left breast you continued your assault on her nipple as she reached down for your cock, stroking you hard once more.

As your cock begins to throb once more you feel a warm breath on your ear as Seulgi speaks up.

“Fuck your wife’s pussy honey.”

Those five words were the hottest thing you have ever heard and you had every intention of doing what she said. Lining your length up with her lips you begin to push your rod into her cavern slowly, meeting a bit of resistance.

Stopping for a bit, you look at Seulgi as she gives you a nod telling you to continue. Pushing the rest of your length into her pussy, you are met with the tightest sensation you had ever felt around your shaft.

“So tight!”

“Look who’s talking. You’re massive. Start slowly.”

Not wanting to hurt your wife you pulled back on your hips and pushed back into her walls slowly, letting her adjust to your length. A few minutes of this repeated motion helps Seulgi get used to your cock.

“Harder.”

That’s all you needed to hear as you began to move a bit faster. The repeated motion of your cock entering and exiting her pussy caused the two of you to begin to moan more and more as the speed continued. Once you felt you were at a constant speed your hand moved down to her lips as you reached for her clit. Finding it, you begin to rub it and a circular motion as you felt her walls rub your length more and more.

Picking up speed with your hand, you rubbed her clit faster and faster until the panting from Seulgi got your attention. Known if she was close you moved your hip faster in turn with your hand on her clit. The loud yells and shaking from her body let you know your wife has reached her peak once more.

The way her pussy was massaging your cock nearly made you cum at that moment but you had one more position you wanted to fuck Seulgi in. Unlike last time, Seulgi quickly looked at you and smiled, kissing you on the lips once more.

“I think it’s your turn to cum honey. How do you want me?”

You already knew how.

“Turn around. Let me see that ass of yours.”

With a smirk, Seulgi hopped off your dick as she got on all fours. In front of you was one of the greatest asses you had ever seen in your life, and it was yours.

“This is such an amazing ass. You have no idea the times I admired it.”

“Well, you can do more than admire it. Fuck me from behind.”

In one swift motion, you shoved your length back into Seulgi’s pussy. Your wife was finally used to your cock and began to fuck herself without any warning. Both of your hands move to her waist as you grab hold of it tightly. The speed at which you began to fuck Seulgi was unnatural, but somehow you just continued. As your right hand let go of her waist you raised it and slapped her ass a bit aggressively. For a moment you were nervous it might have been too hard but as Seulgi looks back you see that deadly smirk once more, letting you know to keep on.

The slaps on her ass continued as you thrust nonstop into her cavern.

“FUCK. KEEP GOING!”

Wanting to move as fast as possible you grab hold of her waist again with your right hand and increase your speed. Your orgasm is approaching, and Seulgi can tell as well.

“I’m gonna cum! Where?”

“In me! Let’s cum together.”

Hearing Seulgi tells you to cum in her gave you a final boost of energy as you gave it your all; fucking her pussy with all you had left. The yell that left your wife’s mouth nearly left you deaf, but her walls trying to milk you took all your attention as you began to shoot your load into her snatch.

You aren’t quite sure how long your peak lasted as you fell on top of your wife just breathing heavily. A few minutes pass as you look towards Seulgi and she looks toward you. The smile on her face causes you to return one. Your lips meet hers as you kiss her full of love.

Pulling back from your kiss you just stare at Seulgi, happy.

“Well. That was something.”

“Yeah, it was. Do you regret it?”

“Hell no. I had fun and the love I felt for you was just amazing.”

“Because I do love you Seulgi. I know we have only been married for a few weeks and not because you wanted to get married to me but I plan on making you the happiest woman on earth for the rest of this year. I’m hoping that by the end of this you will want to stay with me too.”

With a small kiss on your lips, Seulgi then rests her head on your chest.

“I guess only time will tell but I hope I learn to love you as you love me.”

Slowly you both begin to shut your eyes and drift off into sleep.

One year later

It was a common day. The sun was shining and the temperature outside was just right. Currently, in a park, a couple could be seen pushing a stroller together and sitting down on a bench.

“Munhee, Seulgi!”

Looking to the side you saw Wendy running over with what seems to be a little plush toy.

“Hi, Wendy. Is that for the little one?”

“No, it’s for you. Yes, it’s for your daughter.”

Walking past the two of you, Wendy proceeds to get to eye level with your child and hand them the plushie.

“There you go, Yerim. Just for you from your favorite aunt.”

The sound of your daughter laughing filled your heart with joy as you looked over at your wife. The same smile that was seen on your face was on hers as well.

“So Seulgi, Munhee. Have you guys noticed it’s been over a year now since the agreement was signed?”

“Oh, we noticed. We just didn’t care. Not when we are happy with the little family we have now.”

All you could do is nod with your wife’s statement as you strongly agreed with her.

“Yeah, I figured it would end like this, and I’m happy. Anyways let’s go eat, I’m starving!”

“Sounds good. Let’s go, sweetie.”

“Yes, let's go honey.”

“Gesh and I thought I could get sappy.”

Standing up from the park bench the four of you commenced your walk in search of food.

It might have been a weird and strange situation you both got put into, but you wouldn't change anything that happened ever.

A/N 2- So yeah i might have dragged it out a bit but i hope you enjoyed. I had a friend ask for this fic nonstop so i hope it lived it this his expectations. im not sure what i will work on next. i have to get back to work on my wattpad book but i will probbaly drop some quckies for the TSR series. Until then thank you again for reading, sorry for typos and see you next time.

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[image description: A huge copper-colored robot (in clear homage on Kelly Freas’ classic work for Astounding SF and the band Queen) reaches out from the frame to the viewer. It wears a black banded captain’s hat with an inverted red star and laurels insignia on its front, and a little red kerchief tied around its collar. Its face (a tv screen?) shows a vaguely human countenance, albeit one with terrible dentation. It does not look friendly. Text reads, “35, C-ORG, The Small God of Xenu-Biology”]

People like it when things make sense.

It’s a part of the human condition. When you have to wake up, defecate, consume, hunt, clean, reproduce, and sleep again, logic gradually becomes an addiction. Without logic, why would you have to do any—or all—of those things? Without logic, you would be able to wish the urine away, perhaps to a high point above the heads of your enemies; you would be able to snap your fingers and call food to your hand, mates to your bed, children already old enough to be graceful and obedient to your side. Without logic, everything would be possible, and since everything is not possible, nor made possible by wishing, people like it when things make sense.

Unfortunately for the people, the gods legitimately don’t care whether things make sense or not. The gods are content to exist in a constant haze of glorious impossibility, bouncing from idea to idea, remaking the world in their own image. People would be happier if the gods were different. The gods would not be happier if people were different. When the gods want people to be different, they just snap their fingers, and logic flies out the window.

Just ask Medusa.

C-org would make a terrible people, but he makes a reasonably competent god. Xenobiology is a human study, the extrapolation of possible alien biology from the principles known of Earth biology. It is a speculative field of science, yes, but an increasingly important one, with logical applications to the world as it exists. It requires little imagination. It is logical.

Xenu-biology throws logic out the window and waves as it flaps its wings and flies away. It is the biology of the divine, and divinity requires so little in the way of “making sense” as to treat ridiculousness as a blessing. And above it all reigns C-org, delighted by the wild majesty of his domain, unwilling to reign it in, unwilling to confine himself to a form more easily worshipped or perceived.

He has what he wants. He needs no logic. He needs no worshippers. The dragon-bats of Jupiter IV will serve him well enough as priests, until all the stars die out.

He is content.

#small gods #smallgodseries

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Dissonance - Chapter 8: The Witty Sorcerer

Zeke started exploring his new room as soon as Asmo left. There was a couch in front of a fairly large tv. The makeshift study had bookshelves and a tall wooden cabinet sat near his alchemy workstation. Apparently Barbatos had managed to bring all of his books here sometime between taking him from the human realm and Lucifer bringing him to the house. It wasn’t just his books lining the shelves, though. There were a couple of horror manga series that he didn’t recognize, as well as a book series called The Tale of Seven the Lords which he did know, because they sold it in his world too. Fantasy wasn’t his favorite genre, but he enjoyed this one.

More interesting were the additional occult textbooks. He wondered who had set these out for him. It was impossible to resist flipping through a couple of them. Zeke spent hours studying intently. He had found his textbooks and class schedule set out on his desk. Undoubtedly he was terribly behind on all of these subjects compared to demons who had been attending RAD for years, so if he wanted to excel he had to be proactive. It didn’t hurt that it was all fascinating.

The hours ticked by all too quickly with him so engrossed in reading. Zeke didn’t look up again until the D.D.D on his nightstand started beeping annoyingly with his wake-up alarm - that he didn’t set. Lucifer probably did before even giving the thing to him. That seemed like a very Lucifer thing to do. How telling was it that he’d met the demon yesterday and already knew that was absolutely on point?

Either way he reluctantly gathered his textbooks and put them into a black leather messenger back that had been provided for him. The shower in his bathroom had amazing pressure, and he spent a few minutes more than necessary just enjoying the hot water. Out of the shower he dried and brushed his hair before going through the lengthy routine that Asmo had insisted on to take care of his skin. Amazingly the demon insisted that he’d given him a quick regimen compared to the Avatar of Lust’s own process. Even if it seemed like a pain he figured doing it was easier and faster than not doing it and having Asmo drag him back to his room to do it properly.

Besides, it was hard to argue with the results. His skin felt softer and looked clearer. The skin around his eyes wasn’t nearly as puffy as it had been, even the circles weren’t quite as dark. Still, there were shadows under his eyes, that was simply part of him at this point. He checked all of his piercings in the mirror, fiddling with the small silver hoops and black diamond studs. Satisfied with the way his appearance he headed into his closet.

Someone had left his uniform hanging in his closet, the fabrics meticulously ironed, he couldn’t see a single crease or wrinkle. Zeke wasn’t the biggest fan of uniforms, but it couldn’t be helped. This one reminded him vaguely of a military dress uniform. The metal adorned with the RAD insignia glinted as he settled it into place. He double checked to make sure everything was neatly in place and his light purple tie was completely straight before he could grab his bag and leave someone knocked at his door. They didn’t actually wait for him to answer though.

Asmo sauntered in, all bright smiles and jittery excitement. “Good morning darling! Excited for your first day?”

“Morning Asmo, yeah. Can’t wait.” Knowing that he’d be surrounded by demons all day was a bit disconcerting, Zeke had never intended to ever deal with demons, and now he lived with them and would be attending a school full of them. Still, that apprehension was the very reason he was here. Relations between the realms couldn’t improve unless they all learned to live together peacefully. He didn’t doubt all the warnings about demons he’d read in his occult books, but at least some demons were willing to try.

“Oh hon, you’re going to class like that?” Asmo was giving him an appraising look.

“What’s wrong with how I look?” Zeke frowned, looking down at himself. His uniform was on perfectly. He was sure of it.

“Nothing that I can’t fix, don't worry your pretty little head. I thought I might need to do some touch-ups for you this morning.” The Avatar of Lust took him by the hand and pulled him back into his bathroom. Zeke found himself unceremoniously pushed to sit on the edge of his bathtub while Asmo rummaged through his vanity drawers. “Ah-ha! This will do wonders, oooh, and this. We have to have you looking your best for your first day. Turn this way darling.”

Asmo had pulled out concealer and liquid eyeliner. Zeke didn’t wear makeup. He wasn’t opposed to it, but he was too lazy and didn’t care enough about his looks to bother. Since he didn’t have to do it himself Zeke shifted to face the demon, curious about how it would turn out. He had no doubt that Asmo would make him look good. That was a given. Still, he sat still and followed the avatar’s gentle directions. It only took a few minutes.

“All done~” Asmo gently pulled Zeke back up to put him in front of the mirror so that he could admire the demon’s handiwork. “Aren’t I amazing?”

“Yeah you are.” Zeke had to admit that it looked nice. The shadows under his eyes were gone, and the black eye-liner really made the purple in his eyes pop. Now he was going to have to learn how to do that himself. No doubt Asmo would be teaching him all kinds of things about beauty and skincare.

“Aren’t you just the cutest~! After me of course.” Asmo squealed and flung his arms around him, nuzzling at his cheek happily. Before they both gathered up their bags for class and headed to the dining room.

Lucifer was already sitting at the table when they walked in, so was Beel. He didn’t see Belphie, it was the first time he hadn’t seen those two together. It made sense that the Avatar of Sloth would be a later riser, and it also made sense that the Avatar of Gluttony would usually be the first one to the table at mealtime.

“Good morning.” Zeke pulled out the chair next to Beel, who was shoving what looked like bacon and pancakes into his mouth. Asmo sat on the other side of him.

“Good morning, Zeke. Did you sleep well?” He couldn’t help but freeze at Lucifer’s question. At least his face froze too so his expression didn’t change until he forced himself to smile.

“I slept very well, actually.” Not a lie, he had slept very well yesterday, unusually well even. Zeke just didn’t sleep last night. That was normal for him. Somehow he managed not to squirm as those piercing red eyes seemed to bore holes into him. He was saved from further scrutiny by the appearance of Levi and Satan who took their seats with minor grumbling.

“Levi, did you stay up all night playing video games again?” Lucifer had found a new target. Zeke thanked his lucky stars and shot the otaku a sympathetic look. Sure, Levi had called him a normie but he didn’t seem so bad.

Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he tuned out Lucifer lecturing Levi so that he could snatch a few pieces of bacon and a piece of toast for his plate. There was a fresh pot of coffee on the table, he poured a mug and added just enough cream that the liquid wouldn’t scald his taste buds off.

“Is that all you’re going to eat?” Beel had paused his gorging to eye Zeke’s breakfast skeptically.

“I’m not that hungry, honestly. I usually don’t eat a lot at breakfast. Eating too heavy first thing in the morning makes me feel a little sick.” Beel didn’t look convinced by Zeke’s reasoning, but thankfully got distracted by his own breakfast again as Zeke began nibbling on a piece of bacon. It was more gamey than the bacon he was used to, but it was still good.

Mammon finally dragged himself into the dining room complaining loudly about getting up this early, with a sleepy Belphie shuffling in behind him just as Zeke was finishing up his small breakfast and coffee.

“Asmo move, that’s my seat.” Belphie grumbled. “You sat next to him at dinner. Who’s hogging the human now?”

“Sit next to Beel. I was helping our darling Zeke get ready for school.” Asmo retorted with a dismissive wave of his hand.

“He looks ready to me.” Belphie pouted with narrowed eyes.

“You’re both acting like you’re fighting over a new toy. Stop it.” Satan glared at them from his place at the table.

Oh bless Satan, or not, because he was a demon, but Zeke shot him a grateful look even as the others seemed ready to deny what Satan said.

“You’re all going to be late if you don’t hurry up.” Lucifer chided before it could descend into a full blown argument.

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Breakfast had been a mildly tense and hurried affair after that, and to prevent further argument, everyone had walked to school together. Although that didn’t seem to stop them fully, since Asmo walked with his arm linked with him and Belphie was half-leaning against Zeke’s other side as they walked. Of course only Mammon complained loudly about this arrangement. For his part, Zeke was honestly fine with it. He liked Asmo way more than he had thought he would at first, and while Belphie could be a bit bratty, he liked him too.

Once they reached school they had to go their separate ways. It made sense that most of the demons would have far more advanced classes than him, given they’d been attending RAD for much longer. Surprisingly all of the brothers, except Lucifer, shared at least one of his classes, but he assumed that was because at least one of them had to be with him at all times. It made sense.

Mammon was in his first class, which happened to be Mathematics and Arithmancy, much to Zeke’s dismay. It wasn’t that he was particularly bad at math, but it was so boring.

Also it was hard to focus. There were so many demon auras around him, and a fair amount of them were far from friendly. Plenty of his classmates were looking at him with barely contained hostility, or hunger. Of course as it turned out, Zeke had a personal guard dog with a fairly loud bark.

“Oi! What ya lookin’ at? Scram!” To Zeke’s amazement not only did the demon currently eying him like a piece of meat scramble out of the classroom, but the teacher didn’t even bat an eye at any of it. Good to know. Come to think of it, hadn’t Lord Diavolo referred to the brothers as the seven rulers of Hell? Did that make them nobility? Didn’t they also mention the brothers making up most of the student council?

So, not only was he one of only four exchange students, one of two that were human, but he was also living with the student council and what equated to demon lords - no wonder he was drawing so much attention. So much for trying not to be the center of attention.

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The rest of his first class had passed without incident. Mammon had walked him to his next class, which Zeke was much more excited about. Beel and Belphie were waiting for them outside the Pactology classroom. Before coming to the Devildom Zeke had no interest in pacts with demons, but now that he had a pact with Lucifer he couldn’t wait to learn everything that actually entailed, because he really didn’t know.

He felt safe sandwiched between Beel and Belphie. All Beel had to do was glance in the direction of any demon that so much as looked at Zeke and they turned away hurriedly. He supposed Beel could be considered intimidating. The Avatar of Gluttony was huge, muscular, and seemed to have a bit of a resting bitch face. Still, he couldn’t find the gentle giant scary, demon or not. Beel had been nothing but very sweet to him so far, and he couldn’t sense a malicious bone in his body - at least not towards him. Belphie seemed to sleep through the entire class, but Zeke wasn’t inclined to disturb him.

Aside from the expected hostility and being viewed as food, things actually seemed to go fairly smoothly in his first two classes. Sadly most of this first class on pacts was going over the history of pacts as opposed to methodology, which made sense, but was still slightly disappointing. Well he had a year to learn. It would be fine. The classes were long, and after Pactology would be lunch. Which was probably a good thing, he could hear Beel’s stomach rumbling.

When class was dismissed Beel didn’t even wake Belphie up, he simply picked his brother up along with both of their things. Zeke threw his own bag onto his shoulder and followed them out. Now, he was not a short person, but only two of the brothers were shorter than him - Asmo and Belphie. Beel still had almost half a foot on him and in the crowded hallways he found himself lagging behind a little. Demons that parted for Beel and Belphie didn’t mind shoulder checking him. One did so hard enough to knock him into a locker. He opened his mouth to call out to Beel, to ask him to wait up, or to get these demons off his back, but a hand went over his mouth and jerked him into an empty room he’d just passed.

Beel was so focused on getting to lunch, assuming that his human charge was still behind him, that he didn’t even look back.

Zeke felt a fresh wave of terror creep up his spine, but that spark of unadulterated rage that flickered in his chest kept it from seizing him completely. He grabbed at the wrist of the demon that had clamped his clawed hand over his mouth, trying to pull it away. All he needed to do was scream! Those claws scratched at his skin, prickling beads of blood to the surface on his cheeks and below his jaw as the demon lifted him off the floor by his face as he clawed and kicked in a feeble attempt at self-defense.

Lucifer please help me!

He shouted that thought as loud into his head as he could, and he did feel something swell inside him. A cold fury circled him like ice and the demon holding him winced. Zeke could feel Lucifer, but couldn’t summon him. Why couldn’t the class have taught him how to actually summon a pacted demon?

The door to the classroom slammed open and the demon turned from Zeke to snarl at whoever was interrupting his snack.

“Spirit of wind come forth!” That wasn’t a voice he recognized, but he wasn’t going to complain! The demon was wrenched away from Zeke by a strong gust of wind. The claws left parting gifts scratched across his jaw and neck, but he was free as he was dropped in a heap to the floor.

He heard a crash, what he assumed was the demon being flung across the room into desks and the wall, but all he could focus on was pressing his hand against his bleeding face. The scratches stung and he knew that the smell of human blood was probably a dinner bell to any nearby demons. Thankfully the scratches were shallow, but they were bleeding more than he’d have liked.

Zeke jerked away as a hand rested on his shoulder. The aura that had just brushed him was immense! It also wasn’t demonic. He looked up to see a blue-eyed, silver-haired human. That wasn’t reassuring for some reason. Aside from noting that this person wasn’t a demon and they were very powerful, Zeke couldn’t read his aura at all!

“Sorry, I won’t touch you. Let me get someone for you.” The other human raised his hands in a placating gesture. “Hear me, denizens of darkness, you who are born of shadow and you who give birth to it. Hear me and do as I command! I, Solomon, call upon you to send forth one of your number! I summon the Avatar of Lust, Asmodeus!”

The room was filled with a glowing pink light, and Zeke watched the swirls of magic with wide eyes as Asmo materialized right in front of them.

“Solomon seriously? We’re at school!” Asmo had begun scolding Solomon - apparently - as soon as he’d arrived, but devolved into a shriek a moment later as he saw Zeke bleeding on the floor. “My darling! WHO DID THIS?!”

The Avatar of Lust practically shoved the human that summoned him out of the way so that he could fuss over Zeke. He had never felt genuine anger come from Asmo until that moment. A handkerchief appeared from somewhere to be pressed against his face and neck, honestly Zeke was a bit overwhelmed. He realized that Solomon was the one putting pressure on his scratches. Wasn’t this a bit over dramatic? It only stung a bit and they weren’t deep.

“I’m okay. Just a little shaken.” Zeke didn’t complain when Asmo gathered him into his arms and held him there on the floor.

“The demon is restrained over there, Asmo.” Solomon offered helpfully. “I was hoping to meet the other human exchange student, but this is not how I pictured it happening. I’m Solomon by the way. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh, yeah, thanks for the save. I’m Zeke, also I can feel Lucifer coming, and he is pissed.” As if on cue, the Avatar of Pride slammed open the classroom door, red eyes blazing with fury. Zeke was surprised to note that Barbatos and Lord Diavolo were both behind him, also looking rather displeased. Lucifer’s aura had been so intense he’d missed theirs.

“What happened?” Yikes.

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me oc #obey me zeke #obey me ezekiel jada pendergast #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me dissonance

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Things That Annoy Me About The Transformers Fandom As A Transformers Fan, Edition 2: That Time That Megatron Was An Autobot

Alright, for those that do not know, some context. Back in 2012, IDW Publishing released a series of Transformers comics titled "More Than Meets The Eye. The series was written by James Roberts, with art by Alex Milne and colors by Josh Burcham. The series ran for 58 total single issues and has been collected in 11 trade paperbacks. It's probably one of the most significant and most popular Transformers comic book series to date and I am not being hyperbolic about that.

Now, something that occurred within the run of MTMTE is that Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, decided to join the Autobot ranks and even brandish an Autobot insignia on his chest. Now, I can see how around the time of this happening that there would be some discourse about it but, the fact that there's still discourse about the time that Megatron became an Autobot is kind of stupid to me, especially with how current in the Earthspark TV show, Megatron is effectively on the side of the Autobot but sure, let's continue to complain about what happened in a comic book series that started 12 years ago.

Now, what I think it comes down to is that people do not like when you take a long established character like Megatron and make any sort of change to them. Why else do people STILL complain that we'll never get to see Megatron be a gun ever again in toy form? "Oh, you wanna make Megatron an Autobot? Yeah, no, you can't do that, that's like illegal or something". I think that's a stupid and narrow minded way of thinking honestly. You can't tell me that no one has ever had the thought of "What if Autobot Decepticon war ended and Megatron joined the Autobots?" because I think that's a cool idea with a story worth telling so I really have never understood why people continue to complain about Megatron becoming an Autobot in this series in particular. A lot of Transformers fans love Shattered Glass, where the Autobots are the bad folks and Decepticons are the good ones so why is it so bad that Megatron became an actual Autobot for a time???

I think that the Transformers franchise is so big that there are so many stories worth telling aside from the typical Autobots fight the Decepticons until the end of time.

#transformers #hasbro #idw transformers #idw comics #idw publishing #more than meets the eye #megatron #the dragons speak #IDW Comics #IDW Publishing #IDW Transformers #Autobots #Decepticons #Transformers Comic Books #Image Comics #Skybound Entertainment

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HoneyBee

Chapter One: Three Wheels Not Four

‘We all have roles to play within our own worlds; whether it’s fighting a war or simply telling stories’ - Bumblebee (Bee)

Tossing her school bag on the couch, (Y/n) made her way to the kitchen for an afternoon snack. The teacher indeed gave them a pop quiz but she was ready for it, she passed with a nice ninety five. She grabbed the bag of ranch Doritos from the bowl, before grabbing water from the fridge.

“(Y/n)? Is that you sweetheart?,” Nana emerged from the hallway, watching her granddaughter popping a couple of chips in her mouth. “I thought you’d be helping Sammy with cleaning his car today?”

“Yeah, but I wanted to come home and spend time with you ,” Both women walked to the living room, the news playing on the tv in the background, “besides, Sam has Miles. He doesn’t need me.”

Nana cocked a brow at her harsh tone when talking about Sam. Ever since yesterday she couldn’t help but feel jealous as he excitedly drove her home in the new vehicle. She wondered what it would’ve felt like to drive that car home herself. The insignia on the wheel reminded her so much of her grandfather and she pretty much gave it away without a fight.

“Is this about the car?” Her grandmother asked. (Y/n) grumbled in confirmation, crossing her legs on the floor before opening the edited page of her storybook she was writing.

“I had the money, it should’ve picked me.”

“Should've picked you? Are you saying the car chose Samuel?”

(Y/n) hummed with her mouth full.

Nana sighed, walking over to the couch and sitting right next to her.

“Did he know you wanted the car?” She looked at her grandmother before swallowing.

“No, because if I did he would’ve let me have it.”

“How much was it?”

“It was five grand at first, but after a high pitched noise rang out from the car all the other cars windows busted open-,” She chuckled at the memory remembering Bobby’s face, “then it was lowered back down to four grand. The car chose Sam, Nana. It didn’t matter if it had that damn insignia from Pops stories-“

“Insignia?! Which one?!”

(Y/n) looked over at the elder, the woman’s face was horrified at the mention of the symbol they’d seen so many times before. To attempt to calm her she spoke quickly.

“The good one, Nana. Not the evil one I promise-“

“Did it say anything?!”

“Say anything?!,” (Y/n) laughed a bit, Nana didn’t smile, “It’s a car! It can’t speak, let alone communicate-“

“(Y/n),” the teen stopped at the tone, looking at her grandmother as the smile faded, “this is serious-I told him we needed to tell you sooner-!”

They’re conversation cut off with bubbly ringtone from (Y/n)’s phone, Destiny Childs voices rang out as she fumbled towards the kitchen and rummaged through the bag. Looking at the caller id she grimaced before answering.

‘Speak of the devil and he shall appear’

“What is it Sam?”

“H-hey! Uh, I know you said you wanted to relax today, but there’s this party at the lake-“

“No-“

“I-I didn’t even get to finish!” Sam was frantic at her tone, usually when she spoke to him like that it meant she was upset. He noticed she seemed a bit off today, but he didn't know what could’ve pissed her off. “Listen-please-I don’t want to be alone with Miles while there, a-and I need your support.”

“Sam, you know how I feel about parties. Besides it won’t be that bad it’s not like they can kick you out, you don’t need me-“

The phone was abruptly snatched from her hand, (Y/n) stared at her grandmother in shock as she started to talk to Sam in her stead. Her mouth was agape, a finger was held up in her face as she tried to get near.

“Hello Sammy! How was your day at school today?,” Nanas tone was sweet, no malice or mischief underlying her words, “That’s great dear-I overheard about a party? Oh! By the lake, how many people will be there?”

‘Is she serious?! I said no!’

“Nana no-“ She was cut off with her hand being hit as she reached for the phone. It stung a bit, but not in comparison as the searing hot embarrassment that flooded her face.

“That’s good, I'll have (Y/n) ready in a few minutes. Make sure you bring her home no later than ten, okay? And make sure she socializes,” Nana sent a smile at her granddaughter, eyes challenging her, “Buh Bye now!,”

The two women looked at eachother, (Y/n) glared.

“I’m not going.”

~✯~

(Y/n) couldn’t believe she was sitting in the backseat. If anything she should be sitting shotgun instead of Miles, but when she came out from Sam honking the horn , the bastard pointed to the back while her friend sent an apologetic smile.

‘I didn’t even want to come, but that old woman threatened to take away my laptop!’

The car ride was smooth with a few bumps here and there as they headed towards the lake. To be honest, she loved coming to this lake for the food trucks, and when it had nice weather it was a good time to write underneath a tree. Not to mention people seemed more friendly when she went there, that thought was erased quickly when she reminded herself that there was a party.

“Are you sure we’re invited to this party ?” Miles spoke over the radio.

(Y/n) had requested the channel, and out of spite he tried to turn it to a different one. Key word tried, the radio glitched out and put on the channel she requested to her utmost pleasure. She rubbed the car seat out of thanks, and it almost felt like her gratitude was recognized.

“It’s a lake, it’s public property”

“Trent and his lackeys are going to be there,” She interjected.

They pulled through the park's entrance. It was busy; people were throwing frisbees, others enjoying some food, and some just enjoyed the music dancing. She looked around, spotting the food trucks on the other side of the lake.

“They’ll force us to leave if he spots us.”

“He’ll force us to leave, not you.” Sam countered.

(Y/n) frowned, “What?”

Sam parked the car with a rolling stop before looking back at her, “Don't do that. Look, everyone saw how he was looking at you in class yesterday. If anyone has a chance of staying, it’s you.”

Miles nodded his head in agreement, “Which is weird because I didn’t know he liked black-“A smack to the head from Sam cut him off. Her friend sent him a warning glare to say it again.

(Y/n) ignored Miles and stared at Sam shocked, “So this is why you invited me?! Because I’m bait for you guys to stay!,” She placed her hand on the car door and pulled, unfortunately Sam locked it. “Let me out Sam-“

“I’m sorry-this was my one chance! H-here how much do you want?,” Sam dove for his wallet, pulling out a nice twenty, “I know how much you like food trucks-j-just please don’t leave.”

“I think we can get chicks without her,” Miles said.

“Oh please, knowing the both of you, they’d run away after a few words of interaction with you,” (Y/n) cocked a brow at Miles, “Especially you-“

“Guys! Look, let’s get out and have fun alright?”

“Fine,” Both of the teens murmured.

All three of them got out, (Y/n) placing a soft pat on the roof as she parted with the vehicle. She looked around at the large amount of trucks around the lake, they were cool but she preferred lower cars to chill out in. Miles started to make his way towards a tree much to Sam's dismay. She pocketed the twenty and looked around seeing four food trucks in the distance to choose from.

Upon spotting the three, and Miles' dumbass actions, Trent and his posse started making their way towards the vehicle.

“Hey bro! You got a car? It’s nice!,” Trent spoke casually, Mikaela had herself wrapped around his torso, looking in (Y/n)’s direction. She brushed it off, seeing it as an alpha female ordeal.

“Hey!”

“So what are you guys doing here?,”

“Here to climb this tree.”

(Y/n) cringed, even she could’ve come up with a better excuse than that.

“So I see,” he turned to (Y/n), “I never took you as a tree hugger?”

“I’m not, I came for the food,” She gestured over to the food trucks, “they’re really good”

Trent nodded, “So I’ve heard. You know-I thought I recognized you-,” he turned back to Sam, “You tried out for the football team last year, right?”

(Y/n) tried not to smirk at the memory, she remembered how Sam didn’t get back up after he was tackled. In his mothers steed she helped him back home along with Nana, in efforts to cheer him up they took him out to eat. She remembered how upset he was as both of them laid down on her grandmother's couch, his head on her lap as she ran her fingers through his hair. She let him vent to his heart's content, it hurt seeing him so distraught but after giving him the advice of him not needing to be on the team to find ‘the one’ he was in high spirits once more.

“Oh no no-oh that no! That wasn’t like a real tryout. I was researching a book I was writing.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“What's it about? Sucking at sports?”

Sam laughed, “No it’s about the link between brain damage and football.” (Y/n)’s jaw dropped with a smile.

“No no it’s a good book! Your friends will love it-it’s got mazes in it and you know little coloring areas-sections-pop up pictures- a lot of fun!”

‘He murdered him! I’ve never been so proud!’

“That’s funny,” Trent started towards him.

“Okay, okay! Stop,” Mikaela got in between the two of them. She looked back at (Y/n) with a smile. “I love your top (Y/n)! I’m used to you wearing graphic tees!”

She understood the girl's shock, after all the outfit she was wearing was due to her Nana. Her shorts were black short jeans with rhinestones along the pocket, with a nice crop baby phat white tank. Sam even looked at her longer when she walked towards the car when he first picked her up, why she didn’t understand.

“Well-uh, I wanted to try something new,” (Y/n)'s smile was awkward as she quickly became flustered under Mikaela's stare. “It was sitting in my closet for a long time-“

“You should wear them more often! It really suits your figure, along with the style you chose for your hair,” Trent stared at the two girls with a smirk before turning his head back to his lackeys. “Are you planning on staying?”

“Actually,” Trent cut in on their conversation, well if you could even call it that, based on how much Mikaela spoke compared to her, “There’s another party I know that we could go to. (Y/n) is more than welcome to tag along.”

Sam looked towards his friend in shock, he knew she wouldn’t be in trouble but he hadn’t expected her to be invited to hang out with them. She looked back towards him and shrugged in confusion.

‘I dunno don’t look at me!’

“Nah, I’m good. I’d rather stay with the food trucks-“

“You serious? And stay with those two?”

“‘Those two’ are my friends,” (Y/n) glanced at the two of them at her right, “Sam especially, I’m not leaving without him.”

Trent scoffed, “Suit yourself,” he turned and headed towards his truck with Mikaela in tow. The girl looked back at her, a sad frown on her face as if she was apologizing.

“Well, that was a dumpster fire” She turned to Sam. “I’m going to those food trucks, I shouldn't be long.”

Before Sam could respond she was already on her way, the delicious aroma of options wafted in the air before she even made it to her destination. Once the trucks were in view, she almost wanted to spend her whole allowance from this week on one specific one, ‘Honey’s Waffles’. The waffle truck had many options, the most popular was the waffle and chicken bites coated in honey and the sundae with the customers choice of toppings.

Two people were currently in line whereas the crowd were either enjoying the food or waiting for their order. It wasn’t long before it was her turn, the order was quite simple; She’d have the sundae right now then the waffle bites back at home for dinner. The price wasn’t bad, in fact she had five fifty left, once she headed back to a nearby treat to wait.

It felt like an hour before they called her number, her steps here happy and quick. She grabbed the paper bag and plate in thanks, she quickly turned only to smack face first in someone’s chest. Panicking, she looked down to see her sundae smashed into the boy's stomach, she quickly sat the paper bag down and grabbed napkins from the truck's table.

“I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!,” (Y/n) rubbed the stranger's chest in embarrassment trying to get the ice cream off. “I’m sorry about your shirt! I think it’s pretty much done for since it’s white-b-but if you want I could get you another-,”

Soft hands stopped hers abruptly, she finally looked up to the strangers face and boy did she wanna melt. His eyes were a sharp blue, with dirty blonde framing his face nicely. His skin was barely tanned, a pinkish hue on his cheeks. He was smiling playfully, not a hint of agitation in sight.

“Hey, let’s calm down now, it’s an accident-no harm done,” He guided her hands away inspecting the damped shirt, most of the toppings were smeared on it but other than that the ice cream was gone, “I’ll just replace it. It was pretty old anyway.”

(Y/n) felt horrible, she’d always find a way to be clumsy at the worst possible time.

“Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” She wanted to make amends with the boy, she felt a pull each time he looked up at her after looking at the shirt.

The boy hummed, before looking at the truck. “I heard a lot of people talking about this ‘sundae’ from here, although this wasn’t my idea of trying it,” he laughed a bit before stopping seeing the girl's anxious state.

He gave her a kind smile, “How about we share one?”

(Y/n) blinked, “Share?”

“Yeah! We can order another and enjoy it and make up for the one lost.”

She pressed her lips together before nodding, it wouldn’t hurt to share the treat with someone. Afterall she did ruin his clothing by accident. It wasn’t long for the food truck to whip up another sundae handing it off to the two of them. The boy gestured over to the grass area underneath the trees to eat.

They both sat comfortably in silence as they shared the sweet treat, each time their hands brushed a shot of electricity through the girl. It left so nice, and euphoric that she was almost scared. The only boy she’d been this close too with sharing something was Sam, and everything they did was platonic. She’ll admit, in the past she tried to make moves on Sam, but the boy was so dense about her crush that each time he mentioned another girl a part of her died.

“Do you come here often?”

(Y/n) snapped out of the memory at the abrupt question, “Oh-uh- I used to with my grandfather. We’d sit over there in the clearing and write stories or focus on my homework.” She gestured over to the clean grass area with picnic blankets and lawn chairs.

The boy hummed, “I can see why it would be a good spot,” He took another bite of the waffle, the caramel topping glazing his pink lips. “It has enough shade so no one will get overheated.”

“You said you write stories? What kind?”

The girl finished her bite of the treat before answering, “Depends on my mood, I have three in horror, seven in medieval, nine in romance-,”

“Nine in romance-?,”

“A girl has her needs-,” She was quick to defend before continuing “eighteen in sci-fi-most of them got scrapped-and at least a hundred in robotics that have been passed down in my family.”

A smile made way on (Y/n)s lips as she remembered the large thick red book at home that she has yet to fill, “Soon I’ll add fifty or more to my family's tradition.”

The boy cocked his head in interest, “Your family has a tradition to share stories of robots?” She looked at him and couldn’t help the frown on her face as she assumed the worst.

“Now don’t start thinking I’m weird-“

“No-no! Never! I was just asking because it sounded really cool, do you have any with you at the moment to share?”

(Y/n) sighed and shook her head, “No, they're all at my Nana's house. I don't take those books with me unless I know they'll be protected. They are old after all,” She turned her head towards him, “Why?”

He licked his lip, blue eyes darting over her face in growing anxiety, “Y-your voice is really nice,” He stiffened before shaking his head, “I-I meant to say, I think you'd be good at reading to others,”

The girl huffed a soft pout in remembrance of her grandfather's words. (Y/n) was used to compliments on her voice while reading, however not many people made her feel the way she felt at the moment with the compliment. She noticed how she placed others in a trance while reading, the emotions flowed naturally as the scene unfolded before them in a variety of colors. She wondered sometimes if others could see it too, the characters moving behind them, the tears of victory and frustration unraveling with each line that left from her lips.

“I've heard that many times,” She smiled softly, looking at the leftover sweet treat, the icecream on the wrapper dripped onto the grass. “I'd much rather be living the life of a character, to help fight, or to simply show that simple act of bravery.”

A comfortable moment of silence passed between the two. Two minutes passed before the handsome boy spoke again.

“But you already are,”(Y/n) shifted her focus back to him in shock, the words rolled off his tongue confidently as he stared at her. “We focus so much on what we could’ve been and what we could be instead of what we already are. We all have roles to play within our own worlds whether it’s fighting a war or simply telling stories.”

The two of them stared at each other for a moment as the words settled in the air, (Y/n) seemed to get lost in the blue eyes as well as the boy's expression of such security. She felt safe and warm. Oddly enough, she never wanted to leave from the spot she sat with him. He was so sweet and quiet yet she didn't even know his name.

(Y/n) was quick to gain confidence by asking, she wanted to see him again. Once again, her chance to get what she wanted was blown away as a horn went off near where the two sat. The boy seemed to flinch with the aggression behind the horn, she mentally apologized.

She looked behind her and found Sam staring right at her with a surprise sitting in the passenger seat. Mikaela stared at her with an awkward smile she could muster, and in courtesy she did to, in order not to be rude. Although behind the face of kindness she was practically steaming in anger, she really couldn’t catch a break with Sam lately.

“(Y/N)! We have to go!,” Same eyed the stranger as he addressed her, something flashed behind his eyes that she couldn’t quite catch. Whether it was hurt or something else she didn't know, but she didn't care at the moment, she wanted to get the boy's name and number.

“I-Im sorry,” She whipped her head towards the boys disappointed expression, “ I see your friend needs you-”

“No-NO! He can wait, that's how he is sometimes, quite impatient,” The both of them stood up, throwing the wrappers of the waffle sundae away and the boy handing over the paper bag to her, “Um-I realized I never got your name.”

Blue eyes meet hers with an awkward smile , “The names bum-BEE! My name is Bee,” He was quick to correct himself.

(Y/n) laughed at his awkwardness, before giving a kind smile, “It's nice to meet you Bee. As you heard from my friend-unfortunately-my name is (Y/n).”

His posture relaxed, “That's a beautiful name-”

The horn blared again, this time drawing more attention over to the two and the black and yellow car. Bee looked irritated for a moment, casting a side glance towards Sam who spoke to the girl in the passenger's seat shaking his head.

‘I'm going to kill him’

“I hope to see you around sometime! There's a library that my family owns five blocks from here! I work Monday, Wednesday and Friday!,” (Y/n) informed, walking back towards the car.

The boy nodded, his eyes and smile never leaving as he looked at her, “Got it! Monday, Wednesday and friday. Five blocks.” He recited.

The girl nodded and with that she waved goodbye getting into the back seat of the vehicle. Unbeknownst to her the boy's smile dropped sadly, kicking a rock around at the ruined moment the two had. His mission was to protect her-to protect her and Sam-not look at her in that light. With a sigh, he went behind the tree the two of them were before and let his form fade out with a deep breath.

Once the girl was in the car, both friends glared at each other as if each one of them had committed a sin. Mikaela saw the situation and wondered how long the two of them would keep communicating with those expressions. She had never seen (Y/n) look so upset as she did now, the girl had her arms crossed defensively, eyes daring for Sam to choose his words wisely.

Sam gave up and faced towards the road, with a sigh he drove out of the park. The tension eventually eased a bit after the girl in the back physically relaxed showing she wasn’t as heated as before, causing the boy to do the same. The driver took this as a chance to speak to Mikaela who-stubbly-was gazing at the girl in the backseat through the side mirror.

“So-uh-,”

“I can’t believe that I'm here right now.” The brunette spoke.

Sam and (Y/n) both looked at eachother, one feeling quite awkward while the other was irritated.

“Y-you can duck down if you want,” Sam spoke nervously, “It won't hurt our feelings,”

“Oh! No! I didn't mean about you-either of you. I just meant like-this situation-the same situation that I'm always in. Cuz-I dunno-I have a weakness perhaps for guys-with tight abs, a-and really big arms.”

The girl in the back cocked a brow at the specific detail of what the female liked. It was no secret Mikaela was known for dating jocks, but (Y/n) preferred the ones slightly fit and smart. Sam looked down at his arms for a minute and she tried her best not to warn the girl in the front to save herself from the awkward situation that was about to transpire.

“Big arms?,” He looked around the car for a moment, “Well-uh-I put a couple new additions to the car. L-like I just put in that light there-and that disco ball-so the light reflects off the disco ball.” Sam flexed his arm pointing to the front and back seat.

“Huh,”

(Y/n) let out a snicker at his helplessness trying to impress Mikaela. Sam glared at her in the rearview shutting her up. The car was quiet once more until the brunette spoke.

“A-are you new to school this year? Is this your first year?,”

“O-oh no, no. We've been in the same school since first grade,”

“Really?!”

“Yeah, a long time. Me and (Y/n) practically were inseparable then,” Sam’s voice softened towards the end as he said her name, Mikaela didn't notice.

“Do we have any classes together?”

“Yeah, Yeah-”

“History, Language Arts, Math, Science-,”

“Sam-Sam Wilkiky.” Mikaeal tried.

“It's Witwicky,” (Y/n) corrected from the back. The girl in the front seemed to get flustered from her correction of her friends name. She wasn’t trying to intervene but she was frankly tired of her showing she never knew he existed.

“Y-you know-Im so sorry-I just didn't recognize you,” Mikaela expressed

“W-well-that's understandable-,”

The car suddenly started to sputter, drawing (Y/n) to lean to the front-ignoring the gaze placed on her from the passenger's seat. All of a sudden the radio switched around, turning on a song she was all too familiar with. Cringing, she watched as Sam pulled up to a cliffside as the love song sounded through the speakers.

‘When i get that feelin-’’

“This radio is like-”

“The radio has been messing up since he got it,” (Y/n) cut Sam off saving him the embarrassment, she turned to Mikaela putting up her hair as the car rolled to a stop. Sam was trying to push her gently in the backseat as he tried to explain further it wasn’t him doing it. She sighed noticing the girls apprehensive expression, “I know that you think Sam is trying something on you but trust me this fool is incapable of pulling it off,”

“No of course not-I trust your judgment,” She seemed to be staring at her intently, eyes scanning about her face as if reading it. The two women stare at each other for a moment as Sam babbles behind (Y/n) alluding to how the scenario isn't romantic and that's not what friends do.

Mikaela broke eye contact and sighed, “Just pop the hood,” she got out while Sam did the same. He sent (Y/n) a pleading look before closing the driver's door.

The girl sighed in frustration and crawled over the arms rest to sit in the driver's seat. It bothered (Y/n) to no end that Mikaela just had to tag along with no explanation, and not only that they got all this time together but when she met that boy she only had a few minutes with him. She snuggled into the driver's seat and stroked the insignia, a frown placed on her lips as she overheard Sam question Mikaela a bit.

“It's not fair,” The words slipped from her lips in a petty tone, it was unnatural-she didn't understand why she was feeling so deep about the situation. “You should’ve been my car-I should’ve been able to talk to him, everything I want gets taken away from me.”

The bitterness simmered and soon turned grim as she looked through the front windshield watching Sam practically drool over the brunette's slim stomach. She looked down and examined herself, feeling around in her tight curly locs in comparison to Mikaela's hair that Sam's hesitant hands could easily glide through when drawing her closer. Her stomach twisted as she imagined her friend kissing the girl currently working on the car, everything was so bittersweet and cruel.

‘What makes me so undesirable compared to her?’

She looked away from the unfolding sight, with a sigh she decided to get back in the backseat. She messed with the paper bag a bit, placing her hand on the bottom. The food was surprisingly still warm. Leaning back in the backseat she allowed herself to relax, closing her eyes from the long day of events.

(Y/n) felt her body drift within the dark abyss of her mind , the seat was gone in place was her room-bears littered the floor, bed a mess with blankets scattered. She was staring out the window, her arms were chilly and bare in comparison to the lace underwear that covered her bottom. It was an odd feeling, her back increased in warmth, a soft breath near her ear as an utterance of a few words flipped her stomach and mood.

‘Well see eachother again soon sweet spark.’

She could feel it, soft broad scared hands brushed over her arms-hesitant-in comfort of showing she wasn’t alone. She wanted to be enveloped in that sweet must of honey that wafted over her senses. The afro haired girl could still picture the stranger behind her based on ara, the brush of the lips were enough to send her into orbit.

‘Your out of your mind if you think your undesirable’

Gazing into the window's reflection she could barely make him out, but one thing stood out the most was the sharp blue eyes staring back at her. The lips traveled down to her neck, a soft kiss being placed bringing her back to reality.

(Y/n ) whirled around in her seat finding no one in sight, her heart hammered in her chest as a cruel warmth developed down below. The sinful thoughts rushed through her mind as her imagination ran wild from the scene that happened a second ago.

“What was-”

‘What the hell was that?’

The ‘dream’ or whatever it was was cut short after she felt the lips connect with her neck. It felt too real, the hands were still tingling on her skin.

(Y/n) snapped out of her trance as Sam got back in the car trying to start it up once more. Gaining her bearings she turned back into their conversation.

“Y-you know, I was thinking. If Trent's such a jerk why do you hang out with him?” He started up a few times in vain, enough time for Mikaela to shake her head and start to walk away.

“You know what, I think I'll just walk. I hope you guys fix the car.” She grabbed her bag out of the backseat sending (Y/n) an apologetic smile before leaving.

“And there she goes.”

“Bye-walkings healthy right?,” Her friend got in the driver's seat, his movements were frantic as he panicked, “No no no no no-come on please! Please, you gotta work for me now.”

(Y/n)’s heart twisted, with a soft plea she uttered “please, help him”

The car started up, ‘Baby come back’ by Player blasted through the speakers causing (Y/n) to let out a burst of laughter as Sam slammed the hood down. He quickly got back in and made a u-turn to drive back up to Mikaela.

“Hey!Hey-wait a second,”

The girl laughed, staring at Sam with a playful look. The infatuation was there, Sam might have not been able to see it yet but it was there. She was into him. (Y/n) couldn’t believe he did it, the moment she got back into the car all smiles and buckled into the seat she knew it was over.

Sam Witwicky will never fall in love with her.

And at that moment when the two in front smiled at each other as if it was fate, she soon learned it was never meant to be anyway. A small smile graced her lips. It was a bit sad, however she remembered the illusion from earlier when the hands resembled the boys from the park. She didn't know if it was her intuition going off like crazy but what she did know was, she'd see that boy again soon.

The drive to Mikaela's home wasn’t awkward, in fact it was quite comfortable, the girls talked here and there about college as Sam drove, the night was pretty in comparison to the city lights shown as they drove on the dark streets.

“I have a question (Y/n)?” Mikaela started, her smile was warm in her direction.

“Shoot,”

“About that boy from earlier, did you get his number? I've never seen you pay anyone any mind but-the interaction between the two of you seemed different,”

“Different? Different how?” (Y/n) questioned

“I dunno-like you two were meant to meet-just under different circumstances,” The brunette noticed the girl crossing her legs in thought, she seemed to be flustered remembering the interaction. “I bet you two would’ve talked longer if Mr. Impatient did not intervene-”

“He was a stranger-”

“Strangers make up for the best love stories,” Mikaela smiled.

Sam shook his head, he clearly disagreed with entertaining the idea that the stranger was meant for (Y/n). He frankly didn't see the girl with anyone anytime soon and he didn't know if he was ready to do so. Sure it might have seemed selfish to want her for himself but he couldn't help but imagine the scenario over and over of her bringing a guy up to him in introduction. Call it older brother instinct or something a bit more personal.

The car was silent as they rolled to a stop in front of Mikaela's house.

Sam cleared his throat, “There it is,”

The brunette smiled, “I had fun-um-so also thanks for listening. Both of you are pretty cool,”

“Uh well-yeah, yeah,”

“He means, your welcome. Anytime,” (Y/n) spoke kindly.

A moment of silence was interrupted by Mikaela's worries, “You-You guys think I'm shallow? Huh?,”

“Huh? No no-,”

“At first, yeah-,”

“(Y/n)-!”

“But you proved me wrong. Sam never thought of you that way though. He always spoke highly of you.”

Mikaela turned to Sam, “Yeah?”

“Yeah-I think-um-there's more than meets the eye with you.”

The girl smiled, clearly pleased with Sams-awkward-yet sweet declaration of his viewpoint, “I’ll-uh-see you guys in school. Last few days will be busy but-I hope to hang out some more.”

“Alright.”

With that the girl left, the two friends watched as she made it in safely before (Y/n) hopped in the passenger seat. She looked at Sam's happy expression with a cocked eyebrow, he looked as if he won a lottery.

“Oh god, I love my car.”

‘For all the wrong reasons’

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