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just-some-random-blogger · 3 years

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Death By Bagel

NCT Culinary Student!Mark Lee x Fashion Design Student!Reader Summary: Mark makes a cake cause he's realized he can't lose you to some f-boy. Word Count: 3k+ Warnings: Fluff, childhood au, college au, slowish burn, slight cursing, reallllly fluffy, some broksi-dude action, typos sksksksks, etc.

R E Q U E S T my friend: mark lee, slow burn, friends to lovers

A/N: I wrote a fic that already had like 1k+ word then I LOST IT (i think i deleted it) thus this. It took me 10 years to write this msmsmkskskks. PLEASE TUMBLR IS MESSING WITH ME AND MIXED UP THE ORDER OF SOME OF THE DIALOGUE

“As a doctor, I don’t think you should be doing that,” Mark says, not even bothering to look at his patient seated rudely on the floor. Oop, he’s lying down now.

Mark huffs and looks up from the clay block he was molding on his tray, “YOU’RE SO UNPROFESSIONAL!”

Mark’s mother nearly spits out her coffee upon hearing the words of his five-year-old son. Her husband snorts, “He got that from you.”

The woman throws a look at the man and was supposed to give a snarky retort, up until the sound of the doorbell ringing. She grins from ear-to-ear and dashes to get the door.

When she comes back to the living room, she’s accompanies by another woman and a tiny version of her.

“Markie! Say hello to your Auntie!” Mark’s mom calls.

Mark from the carpeted floor looks up and blinks, examining the stranger-woman and its human-ling. Mark turns to his father who was sat on the couch and receives a nod of approval almost. Mark purses his lips and waves at the woman.

The woman waves back and then crouches down to the little girl, “Baby, say hello to Mark.”

Unwilling, she shakes her head.

“Aw come on, baby. Don’t be shy. Mark over there is a really sweet boy. I knew him when he was in his mommy’s tummy, just like Mark’s mom knew you when you were in mine. You’re the same age so you’ll get along just fine.”

With the unnecessary explanation that gave no justification to the scene whatsoever out of the way, the girl was fooled into peeping up, “Hi, Mark.”

“Hello,” Mark says, not particularly interested, as his patient was still in the midst of dying in his office. He turned to his stuffed toy called Mr. Lion and attempted to stand him up once more.

At this point, the girl makes her way to Mark.

“We’ll be back in two hours, honey. Keep an eye on the children,” Mrs. Lee tells his husband who had been occupied with TV the entire time.

“Yeah. I got this,” he smiles to his wife then goes back to watching.

The bumble bee clad figure sat down to Mark in blue and watched him play.

Mark ignored her for a few seconds, needing to assert all efforts on standing that dumb toy up. Once successful, Mark turns to her, “Do you play doctors?”

Mark was then met with the same lack on enthusiasm. She hums, “I like playing baker doctor.”

All at once, Mark gasps, “ME TOO!”

It was unbeknownst to the children it was oddly specific and the chance of this happening was pretty slim.

And in a blink of an eye, excited giggles erupt in the room, as if they had been having so much fun before this scene. It was here and there the two would become best friends to the very end.

... so I guess it means the reckoning is upon us.

“MARK LEE I SWEAR TO THE FU--” “WHAT! WHAT!?” Mark laughs.

"YOU ATE MY BAGEL! AGAIN!" I growl in a loud whisper, throwing the wrapper at him and his flat head before he could think to dodge it while he annoyingly laughs.

"I asked if I could have it though!" he says, fully knowing his sins.

I glared at him and say lowly, "I thought you were referring to my notes, bread for brains."

Mark snorts loud enough for our teacher to wake up from his nap. Once the class notices, we all pretend to be doing something productive and Mark plays it off with a cough.

"Mr. Lee." Mr. Kim says sternly, clicking his tongue, blinking his eyes rapidly.

Mark finishes coughing and turns to our seated professor, "Yes sir."

"Don't go to school if you're sick and going to cause a racket with your coughing."

Mark nods firmly and Mr. Kim closes his eyes again, mumbling, "page 65 is due tomorrow."

The entire class grumbles. Mark beside me scoffs and makes a face, "Yeah, yeah, Doyoung."

I turn to him and elbow his side.

"Whatever," Mark shakes his head, "professor bunny-teeth won't hear me."

Once class ended, we both get our things and head out for lunch. We walk to our canteen, fussing over assignments, deciding we should do it together later in our mutually free period.

I groan and narow your eyes at him as we have an argument over how he hasn't finished the essay for English, "That's not the point."

"Yo Mark!" a voice calls from afar. Mark and I turn, looking for the voice, and I spot the dimpled senior, Jung Jaehyun, in a table with the rest of his squad.

I nudge Mark and point at the pale guy seated by the corner.

Mark throws him a smile and waves. I follow closely behind him as he walks over to the table. "We're going to sit with them?" I say in some sort of gasp.

"Yeah." Mark replies simply, not bothering to turn to me, "they're cool."

I knit my brows at that and nod, "Yeah I know. But I'm not cute today."

Mark stops in his tracks and throws me a confused look, "what?"

"I didn't put any make-up on today, also I'm pretty sure there's a visible stain somewhere on my jacket, I just don't remember where."

Mark scrunches his face up again, even more confused. "What? How do you... forget a stai-- that's not the point. Why do you wanna look cute today?" He scoffs and continues lowly, "hardly as if you ever look cute."

I let out an annoyed groan and punch Mark's shoulder. "Like when you panicked when Seulgi came over and asked for notes."

Mark openes his mouth, "That is so not the same! Jaehyun's a fuck bo-"

"Just shut up already," I snap and shove him forward so he'd continue walking. "Let's not keep him waiting," I add and mumble, "also I know. Dong Sicheng however is very cute."

Mark chuckles, "he's dated every girl on the dance team."

"Okay, maybe not that cute."

"Ya, Mark," Jaehyun grins and greets the said person with a high-five and chest bump. He turns to me and speaks my name with a smile. I smile back politely and wave.

I'm about to sit next to Sicheng, but Mark shoves me and so I end up sitting on the other side of the bench table with Jaehyun. I turn to Jaehyun with a small, non-awkward smile and shoot Mark a glare. He seems unbothered though.

"So, you up for a round later?" Jaehyun asks Mark.

Mark talks over me, "you know it, dude."

Jaehyun flashes his dimple smile all the stupid girls fall for. I'm only half falling for it cause I'm only half stupid. He raises his brows, "you bought the dough, right?"

This makes me knit my brows.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I really did this time," Mark mumbles quickly. "It's my turn anyway."

Jaehyun gives an off look, "that's literally what you said last time bro."

"Yo, no for real. It's in my bag, if you wanna check."

Jaehyun shakes his head when Mark begins to scramble for it, "no, Lee, it's good. We wouldn't want you friend to get dirty."

Is it just me or do you feel slimey all of a sudden?

Jaehyun then gives me a somewhat, somehow sincere smile, "so. I hear you're in fashion design."

I give a soft chuckle, "yeah. That's me."

"I could tell from a mile away. Mark looks horrible next to your getup."

I look down at my sweater and ripped jeans. Mark exclaims in protest, "shut the hell up, Jae."

I give a soft smile at Jaehyun, "don't know where that comes from but thanks I guess."

Jaehyun chuckles, "I'm kidding," he eyes Mark, "I saw your Fashion Design pin on your bag when you sat down."

"Oooohhhh, haha, okay, that makes sense."

"Ya, Jeff," Sicheng calls for Jaehyun, "it's almost time."

Jaehyun turns to his friend and nods. He turns back to me and Mark, "well, it's nice to meet you. Mark won't put a sock in it even if I beg. See you around, fashionista."

He stands and slaps Mark's back, "see ya later, broski."

"Yeah, bruh," Mark replies.

Once it's just Mark and I, I snap at him and blurt out in a whisper yell, "YOU'RE ON BROSKI LEVEL WITH JUNG JAEHYUN?!"

Mark gives me a weird face, "bruh, I think he calls the principal broski, for real."

I smack Mark, making him whine, "you know what I'm talking about, Mark! And what, are you doing drugs?!?"

He shakes his head in confusion, "Wait, what!? Who the hell told you that?"

"Uhhhhh you were talking about dough and showing up later. Sounds like you owe him money for drugs, Mark."

"??? In what universe did we even mention drugs?? Does this," he slaps his face, "look like a face of a drug addict to you?"

"A gullible idiot maybe."

Mark's jaw drops, "oh wow, okay. I'm done with this conversation." He proceeds to stand attempt to walk away. I scoff, "not on my watch bitch."

Like the true idiot that he is, Mark begins to legit run away from me, like a criminal who stole my cookies. It's embarrassing that he, a man much taller than I, could not even outrun me. I suppose I should be grateful, but this just fortifies my thoughts of him being an idiot even more.

But okay... I wasn't actually expecting this... like... Mark and Jaehyun... like... actually baking bread after school with dough Mark premade at home. Also, uh, Jaehyun looks super cute in an apron that I'm having a mental breakdown. And what's new, so does Mark.

"I can't believe you thought I was a drug dealer," Jaehyun says in a soft pout as he rolls out dough on the marble counter of his friggin large kitchen in his friggin large house. Like dang, I knew he was rich, but he's like Rich™ Rich. Rich with a golden diamond encrusted Rolex watch rich that's in a glass display rich-- wtf.

Mark wheezes in his telltale high pitched laugh as he opens a pack of unsweetened chocolate pellets, "she thought dough was some sort of metaphor or something."

"Cute," they say at the same time. Mark turns to Jaehyun in slight surprise and Jaehyun turns to me. I roll my eyes, though I feel my neck burn. I avert my attention to the scene I was sketching on my pad, Jaehyun and Mark baking croissants. I clear my throat, "I'm just making use of the single braincell between us, cause if he doesn't die falling down the stairs, he's gonna pull some idiotic stuff like baking with Jung Jaehyun."

Oddly, it's Mark that reacts to that with a, "hey!"

Jaehyun rubs his chin on his shoulder, "I also can't believe you think so little of me.'

I break a sweat but decide to answer honestly, "... ... ... You have a reputation."

"Of being a fuck boy?"

Mark loudly transfers the chocolates into a metal bowl, making the two of us snap at him. Mark makes a face, "oh gosh, sorry."

Jaehyun sighs, "well. I admit I get around, but that's only because I get dumped every time."

I raise a brow.

Jaehyun purses his lips, "nah, let's not make this weird. The croissants will be flat."

"Dude," Mark turns to him, "that's literally only because you messed up the recipe."

Jaehyun grits his teeth, "no. It's because Kun's a little teacher's pet and sabotaged me so he could get the best grade."

"No, but like Kun is really nice, he helped me with the fold techinique."

Jaehyun scoffs, "He stole me vanilla extract, Mark. Who does that?!"

"No, listen, he's cool, like, for real--"

"No, you listen, he's a little shit and--"

The two begin to bicker like a married couple, and I begin to draw inspiration form the scene to design some random sketches of wedding dresses.

I look back to the two and still can't get over the fact that I learned Jaehyun was a culinary arts major with my best friend, and that I was currently in the Jung's boojie home because I thought Mark was buying drugs from him. Not what I was expecting at all my day to go like, but I'm not mad this is how it went.

"No, no, no, no," Jaehyun says. He turns to me and points, "let's just get an outside opinion. Babe, what's your favorite color?"

"BABE?!" Mark barks.

I take a moment to reply. I blink slowly, "uhh... pink?"

Jaehyun bites his lower lip and claps his flour covered hands, "Right. Pink croissants it is."

Mark shoots him a glare and turns to me, back to Jaehyun, "she has a name."

Jaehyun nods, "yeah, and she wants pink croissants."

Mark makes a face and Jaehyun examines it, chuckling under his breath. "Wah, you two are something, huh."

No one really responds.

We began to always eat lunch with Jaehyun and his friends. It's funny cause I realized Jaehyun, although I still firmly believed he was out to get nasty with every other girl he sees, he was actually just like Mark. A total loser with a love for cooking.

"Hey," Mark says with a snippy tone.

I give him a look and suddenly receive a paper bag to my face. Mark sits on his chair next to me, as per usual. I smell the thing before I realize what it is. It's a freshly baked bagel. I perk up and smile, "Aw, you baked me a bagel?"

Mark raises his upper lip, "no. Jaehyun did."

I knit my brows, "what? Why?"

Mark narrows his brows, "do you, like, like him?"

I give him a look. I take a bite of the bagel, making Mark look at me in disbelief. I answer, "You do know I only hang with him cause you do, right?"

"Then why'd you eat the bagel then?"

"Uh, a number of reasons. 1) it's a bagel, 2) free food, 3) I'm starving, 4) it smells amazingggg."

Mark does a face, "fair. I've been meaning to ask how he does his seasoning for a while now too." He releases a breath, "and anyway, I'm pretty sure he made a bagel cause I told him you liked them. Never talking about you to him anymore though."

I look at him, "why do you talk about me so much to him anyway?"

"Uh because you're amazing," Mark says instinctively.

I feel my heart skip at that. I coo and place my hands on my chest, "wait that's really sweet."

Mark looks at me. His face begin to shift, "too bad it's a lie- haha."

I give him a look and rebut, "jerk."

"Loser."

As quickly as I found out about Jaehyun being Mark's friend, that's about as quickly as I found out he didn't like hanging out with him anymore. It's kind of a shame I never got to go back to his boojie house.

There was this one encounter I had with Jaehyun though... which was a little weird, not gonna lie.

He was waiting for me outside my Tailoring class, smiling and waving when he saw me. I Reluctantly reciprocated and walked over to him.

He releases a breath, "I've been waiting for about 20 minutes for you. I didn't know when your class would end."

I raise my brows, "you could have asked?"

"Well I would need your number for that, and that would have ruined the surprise," he pulled out a brown paper bag, reminiscing the same one Mark chucked at my face.

"I made you two this time," he smiles.

I take a moment to reply, "you don't have to make me bagels, Jaehyun."

He grabs my hand, "yeah, but I want something out of ya," he places the bagels in my hand. He proceeds to lead us off and we begin to walk down the hall.

Truth be told, it's a little scary that his ulterior motive is up in the air. Jaehyun places his hands in his pockets, "I like your dress, by the way."

I smile, "thanks. I made it."

He smiles and nods, "right. That makes sense as to why it suits you well."

I can't help but blush at that, and simultaneously feel conscious when I realize a bunch of girls in my course are looking at me and Jaehyun as we strut down the hall.

"So, what did you want, Jaehyun?"

"Well, I clearly wanted to ask you out."

"..."

Jaehyun smiles and give a soft laugh, "is it so ground breaking?"

"... Uh..."

He sniggers, "hey, you can say no. I mean I hope you don't but you can." Jaehyun leans in and raises his hands, "I won't like it, but a man should take rejection from a lady well."

I turn to him as he straightens up. I turn to the bagels he made me and bring it back to him. He laughs, "no, I made them for you really. It's not poisoned, in fact it's made with love."

I visibly react to that, which makes Jaehyun wheeze. I can't help but laugh back, "that was hella tacky."

"Worth a shot though," he says. "Good luck with Mark."

I look at him with silence and he chuckles, "ya, you can't fool me."

I'm about to retort but then Jaehyun gets called by one of the frats dudes I identify as Johnny Seo. Jaehyun does a curtsy and clicks his tongue, "see ya later babez."

"You know, I would have said yes if you didn't do stuff like that."

Jaehyun purses his lips, "no you wouldn't."

I shrug, "worth a shot though."

Jaehyun places a hand on his chest, dramatically calling, "Uh, rejection hurts, man."

Yeah, I never went to Jaehyun's boojie house ever again.

Silver lining though was Mark's dorm smelled equally as nice because of all the food he cooks, although it came with a whiff of axe body spray from his roommate, Lucas. It's cool though, he was almost never around for me to smell it in its whole intensity.

"Aite," Mark calls from his side of the dorm. I perk up from the two seater dining table they had and turn to Mark who was covering the cake he was making for his finals.

"Don't, like, peek, okay. I want you to see the cake all at once and give me your honest reaction to it. Please, like, all my lives kinda depend on it."

"How many lives do you have?"

"9, I'm pretty sure."

I stand from my seat, "not you faking your life as a cat, but get it I guess."

Mark raises a hand at me as I walk over, "can you not, I'm high-key panicking right now."

"Over what? You literally made a box of donuts for your midterms and it looked better than Misty Mreme! I'm sure your cake is hot."

"It was in the minifridge for a day. I mean it barely fit cause of all of Lucas' mountain dew."

I groan, "just show me it, Mark Lee!"

Mark whined and dashes over to me, grabbing my shoulders, "okay, but like, don't be mean about it. I swear, I might cry."

I give a sound and fake cough, "it's ugly."

Mark doesn't respond to that particular jab, "I'm serioussss. Please be kind, okay?"

I look at Mark's nervous face and give a soft pout, "Markie, please, not that I think it would be ugly, but I promise you don't have to be nervous about my reaction."

He isn't soothed by that, but he does release a sigh, "okay. So for context, Mr. Moon wanted the cake to be one or two tiers, but I went with one, cause there aint no way I'm going to the other side of the campus to freeze a two tiered cake. Then, the theme was something from your childhood, so, I, uh, thought this was fitting. The exam is 60 percent decoration, 40 percent taste by the way."

Mark gives me a hesitant look, but steps way for me to see it. I then see a heart shaped, medium sized cake in my favorite pastel pink color. By the top there's a little boy on the floor playing with a toy oven set and little girl in a bumble bee dress, holding a stethoscope. At the bottom of the cake, there were jelly letters spelling out, "I like you."

I cup my cheeks at the sight of it and feel my eyes start to well at the sentiment.

Wait... was this really happening?

Mark heaves in and out, "okay, so like when Jaehyun began to like hit on you, that sucked pretty hard because he's known for getting girls and I thought maybe he'd get you too and I got panicky. Anyway, I....... have liked you since we were kids... And... I know you probably don't feel the same way but I have to try, you know.... Yolo."

My feel my tears retract from what I hear. I rub my eyes. I turn to Mark and find his nervous face. "Did you just say yolo in your confession, Mark?"

He looks like he's about to throw up.

I can't help but chuckle and pout, "dude..."

I prolong the moment. Mark gets even more nervous as he repeats softly, "dude..."

"We could have dated in grade school all this time."

It takes a moment to register in his head.

Like, a really long moment.

I sigh, "Mark! I like you too, dummy."

He freezes and blinks. His face begins to burn. He breaks into a soft smile, "nice."

I break into a laugh.

"... Uh... So... Can I like... Kiss you?"

I snort and feel my own cheeks begin to burn, "I think you should refrigerate your cake first."

Mark snaps out of this trance, "oh shoot, you-" I give him a quick peck on the lips.

He is dumbfounded.

I feel butterflies go wild in my stomach.

"I'll wait over there for when you've fixed that."

Mark watches as I walk away, "yooo.... That's not fair though."

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jupiterswlrd · 3 years

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Spectacular- mark lee

mark never intended on getting bit by a spider on his was home in the subway, he also never intended on saving you from falling in front of the moving train car either. it was all just some sort of sick coincidence. mark had never believed in super powers, yeah what he saw on TV and comics book was cool but it was never realistic. ‘someone just can’t magically change over night’ he thought to himself all the time.

that was, until it happened to him. after his little run in with you he went home and took a nap, shook up a bit on how well his grip on your jacket was, almost like his hands were stuck to you. ‘crazy...’ he chuckled drifting off to sleep. when he woke up his found his upper part of he bunk covered in spider webs.

“ew” he said quietly trying not to wake his roommate haechan up. ‘maybe if hyuck would be a cleaner we wouldn’t have this issue’ mark struggled to sit up something making him stick to his bed. he flopped all around his bed, webs confining his arms to the bed. he finally broke one and somehow tripped off of his bunk. he prepared for his body to hit the ground but something caught him. a string of webs wrapped around his ankle and attached the top bunk. he was confused, but he was mostly relieved. “mark?....” haechan opened his eyes wondering why he saw his roommate dangling from what seemed to be the ceiling. with that the web snapped causing mark to fall on his head.

“dude...” haechan observed mark like he was some foreign species. “did you do that?” he pointed to the the webs covering marks bunk. “n-no!?!?” mark looked at the younger boy like he was out of his mind “do i look like a spider to you?” haechan stared at him for a long minute. “...there’s a fucking web growing out of your wrist right now....”

“HUH?” mark flung his hand somewhere, flinching in a way. haechan grunted loudly his head banging aganist the wall. his body was taped to the wall with one big web. “MARK” he yelled in amazement and extreme pain and discomfort. “I promise i didn’t do that....” mark didn’t know what to do with his hands, he stuck them in the pockets of his shorts fearing himself and what he’d do. haechan eventually broke free, examining the web pattern closely. He had a thing for spiders.

“this is completely unique...your webs have a little M in them. we should take to these y/n, you know shes a science freak” mark completely shut down at the thought of you seeing him shoot webs out of hands. what if you thought he was some kind of freak? “THATS NOT AN OPTIO-“ then you walked into their dorm room, unannounced and unwarranted. “i heard my name from outside the hallway, why are you all so l—“ you were confused to see that mark was no where to be found. “uhhh?? i thought i heard marks voice”

“you di—“ haechan did a double take “oh haha, yeah we were on the phone he’s in the bathroom— he got stuck in the toilet”

haechan shoved you out the room nervously. “yeah so y/n, we’ll see you in class okay?” once you were successfully pushed out the room, mark was sitting with his legs crossed his head in his hands. “bro what the fuck was that?” haechan slammed the door and locked it. “what was what?”

“i don’t know your little disappearing ac— YOU CAN TURN INVISIBLE”

“haechan are you on drugs? you have to be on drugs only people with POWERS can do that and that’s not possible be—“

haechan clamped a hand over marks mouth.

“dude you’ve done the impossible for like 2 hours now, you have powers” the younger boy slid on his shoes and grabbed his jacket. “where are you going?” mark asked laying back down. “you mean where are WE going” he threw marks slides at his head.

“we’re gonna go see what you can do.”

mark and haechan went out to a abandoned parking lot. haechan was good at making something out of nothing figuratively and quite literally. “okay mark pick up that big ass tire over there” mark walked over to it, absentmindedly picking it up “this one?”

haechan pulled a clipboard out his backpack “okay superstrength...check”

after many trials and errors. mark and donghyuck found out that he was very agile, very fast, and very sticky. mark couldn’t go 3 seconds with out sticking to something.

as mark and haechan were walking back to the dorms, mark heard something his ears turned up as he looked around. “do you hear that?” mark pulled his hoodie up and walked a bit faster. “no what do you hear? is everything oka—“ mark took off running in the opposite direction past the parking lot, leaving his backpack and a confused Lee Donghyuck behind him.

mark turned the corner the feeling that was rushing through his body, it was more than adrenaline it was like an itch that so desperately needed to be scratched. he had to find out what that noise was. he found himself in the subway again. the same place his was now 24 hours ago. his head was now spinning the same place he was bitten now stinging more than ever.

his balance was off and his body felt weak. mark blinked harshly, the itch slowly fading away. but everything was fading away he slipped into darkness, passing out on the grimy new york subway floor.

“mark” a familiar voice called out to him. “yes y/n?” he responded, a swirl of neon colors surrounded him, his skin was no longer slightly tan it was neon red with some swirls of blue. he was still in the subway but it was empty. dead silent his own thoughts, and spiders the only things in the station. you were in the form a beautiful pink tarantula crawling all over marks body.

“you know what you have to do right?”

“what do i have to do?”

“save new york” you brushed against his cheek lovingly “save our friends, save me, and most of all” you had somehow reappeared in front of him crawling down from her own line of webs. “save yourself.”

“how do i do that?”

“22nd street my love”

mark heard that laugh he always loved to hear, then a sharp pain in his arm again.

“FUCK” he yelled when he woke up, surprised to see that it wasn’t the “pink tarantula” that hit him, but an IV going into the underside of his wrist.

“calm down mr.lee it’s okay, you had quite a scare there” a nurse rubbed his forehead “anything i can get you? some water? some juice you had a pretty bad panic attack there”

mark sighed

‘how am i supposed to save new york with anxiety?’

☀︎☂︎☀︎☂︎

“hyuck” mark said as they walked home from the hospital. “yeah?” he responded taking one of his headphones out his ear. “have you ever been to 22nd street?” haechan shrugged “yeah i’ve been by there, it’s nothing but some apartments...why?”

“i think we have to go there”

that piqued haechan interest, not in a good way though. “you’re not tired i mean...i know you have super stamina but you just had such a bad anxiety attack you passed out” he blinked “i don’t see how you’re not exhausted, fuck— even IM exhausted” mark shrugged and walked in the other direction in hopes to catch a bus, “you coming?”

“so am i like your agent or something” haechan said smacking on the lunchable from his backpack loudly, so loud that mark couldn’t even hear himself think. between the homeless people, the bucket drum line, haechan obnoxious chewing, mark couldn’t hear himself think. “OKAY JUST SHUT UP” he snapped, all attention on him. “oh— uh not you guys i—“ mark quickly became flustered looking at haechan for some help. “OH— uhhh, my friend here has a disorder. sorry about that” haechan rubbed mark on the back, watching as heads turned back to what the were doing. “thank god” mark sighed in relief as they reached their stop. “i feel something...” the same ringing in his ears was back, becoming quieter as he walked in different directions dragging haechan in zigzags along with him

finally, mark and haechan arrived at their “destination”. all it appeared to be was just a regular apartment building. “what the fuck?” mark huffed slamming his fists aganist the wall, accidentally triggering something.

the small alley way they were in between revealed a door, the two boys looked at each other in pure amazement as they jumped through. “what is this?” mark said in awe staring down the walls. “don’t touch anything” an older man said swatting his hand away “you’re the new guy?” he looked mark up and down “the standards must be in hell”

“hi nice to meet you too!” mark sarcastically said. “i didn’t ask.” the man simply replied. “follow me though.” the boys did as they were told. “i believe that we were all put on this earth for one reason, to wreck havoc and help when havoc wrecks things” the older man laughed at his own terrible joke. “that’s why some people their genetic code is different, they’re products of some very expensive experiments, and my favorite” he chuckled “wrong place right time”

“so where do i fall?” mark wondered out loud. “the third one sweetheart” the older man bent down into a mini fridge and got out something to drink. “so basically what i’m saying kid.” he slurped it loudly in marks ears “help when havoc wrecks, whenever it does”with the snap of fingers, haechan and mark were back home and mark was dressed in a red and blue spandax suit. a black spider embroidered on the chest. “bro? you look—“ mark raised a brow, thinking he was still in his regular clothes. “you look like an actual superhero!” haechan danced around the room. “i do?” he stepped infront of the mirror “oh— I DO”

“what should i call myself. tarantula boy?—no too weird spider boy? no too immature”

“spider-man” haechan suggested

“spider-man...” mark said to himself in the mirror.

“i guess i’m spider man...”

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avengersapology-vid · 3 years

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Avengers: College Edition

Steve: Criminal Justice and Studio Art double major. He doesn't want to torture himself with anything difficult and still wants to study what he loves. He is still an over achiever though. Highkey hates frat parties, saw someone twerking upside down and almost cried but stayed because hes the designated driver (responsible KING). prefers small get togethers with his friends. Roommates with sam and bucky!! Joins Criminal Justice club, jokingly rivals with Engineering (Tonys Club) Everyone on campus loves him including the professors, wins Homecoming king and is very happy. Sam jokingly asks to be his queen, Bucky butts in and says "NO, im his queen". Can be found in the library or art studio, usually with ink or pencil markings on his hands.

Tony: Obvi an engineering KING has physics as a minor. procrastinates to the max "No Bruce I have everything under control" *crams for 46 hours straight on a constant IV drip of Redbull and coffee* Super smart and helps draw the blueprint for the new engineering building. Roomies with Bruce! Tony was in a frat for a bit his freshmen year but hated it and wanted real friends (Throws better parties anyway) met Bruce and all the other avengers during a 1301 intro class. Pulls women like no tomorrow. On the presidents list every semester and tutors math for free on the side. He is basically the Dad in STEM. Tries hitting on Natasha but she is just like :/ nah, when her and bruce start dating tony is surprised because bruce is his "quiet little cinnamon roll." Tony constantly teases bruce and is like "yall fuckin (;" Steve butts in "tONY PLZ I JUST WANT TO WATCH THIS MOVIE" Bruce is thankful for steves intervention. You know how he rivals Steves Criminal Justice club? He butts heads with Business Clubs leader (Pepper) until everyone catches them together at a party. Has a caffeine addiction. Works out with Thor and Bucky one day in the rec and almost dies.

Bruce: Physics and Engineering double major (Hardworking KING) In math club with Vision and Wanda. He loves being roomies with Tony because it helps him out of his shell. Likes to draw with Steve sometimes and enjoys the quiet. Doesn't procrastinate and gets things done in a timely manor. 4.0 icon we all strive to be. Him and Nat already know each other, but bond and get a lot closer while studying in the library and they eventually start dating. He takes her coffee when she works across campus and is always almost late to class because of that (He doesn't care though bc thats his BABY) "Um.. Bruce your class is in 5 minutes" "Okay and?.....Wait I have an ex-" *Sprints to his building* Takes boxing at night with Thor, Bucky, Sam and Steve!!! Loves sparring with Thor and can surprisingly take the big buy on pretty well. Gets his butt kicked by Natasha in a MMA class though.

Natasha: Majors in Criminal Justice and Minors in Psychology. Ballet club AND MOCK TRIAL!! Has a Job at the Criminal Justice Deans office and takes MMA classes on the side. She is on Mock Trial with Loki and they actually get along quiet well once they stop butting heads about the case. Introduces Sam and Wanda to dance and they have so much fun. Coffee dates with Bruce!! Her and Steve become RAs in the following years and are the coolest RAs you know. Prefers night classes, Bruce walks her to all of them. Psychology classes are her favorite and really wants to help children one day. Volunteers at a daycare during breaks. Sis can really out drink Tony and Thor. Puts Wanda under her wing and helps her with fafsa and what not. Her and Bucky get the Russian language credit by simply testing out. Has her sh!t together and while she has a lot on her plate she can take it. She is really the Mom of the group. Can be found dancing or with Bruce. Her and Clint are icons in psychology classes.

Clint: Deaf Studies with education minor! (we stan deaf clint in the comics) In the Archery club and wins nationals for the Uni. Loves to draw with Steve. Helps Bruce ask Natasha out! PRANK ICON! loves to do prank wars with tony, bucky, loki and sam. Was in the same frat with Tony but hated it as well. While he seems to have a more reserved demeanor he is still the life of the party. (Like he knows people at the clubs ya know?) Can get in anywhere and helps everyone rent out a club for the night in celebration of midterms being over. Loves reading in the library and loves morning classes and being productive early in the day. Cracks Tonys netflix and hulu passwords (no tony... tonyr0cks69 is not good enough) Wants to teach at a school for the Deaf. Bruce sets him up with a girl from engineering and that is his future wife.

Thor: Physical Education major and Communications minor! Here on a football scholarship and is in a frat (not the asshole one tony was in) and is a partying ICON. Tries to get Loki to party but Loki just wants to drink wine with the cat he snuck into his dorm. Learns Sign from Clint to prepare for his career in education. Loves working out with Bucky, Sam and Steve. Takes up boxing during football off season and spars with Bruce. Despite being everyones fav himbo he gets really good grades and is a very good writer. Loki dorms across the hall from him. Thor actually rooms with Peter. Peter is the freshman baby and Thor takes peter under his wing and introduces him to everyone and helps him with college stuff in general. Also hooks him up with MJ and brings him to the occasional boxing session. Has a loud booming laughter you can hear in all floors of the library when he sees a funny meme. One time he actually makes a very good point and notices a flaw in one of Tony and Bruces projects leaves everyone stunned. Picks on Loki in big brother fashion. Unironically calls weed the devils lettuce.

Loki: Pre-Law and Criminal Justice. LOVES to argue. (Devils advocate ass) In Mock Trial and Criminal Justice Club. Tony jokingly calls him steves sexy secretary in CJ club. Loves Mock Trial and is the president with Nat as his right hand woman. Sneaks a cat he found at the shelter into his dorm and names it muffin. Stays in the Library writing or going over cases. The one time he was taking Natasha a copy of the Mock Trial case packet and caught her and bruce smooching. (He screeched) "Haha funny joke yall heres the case packet BYE." He automatically texts the group chat "i think nAT AND BRUCE HAVE SOME TEA FOR US HMM". Lets Peter and Bruce come over to his dorm because he knows their roommates can get a little too much sometimes. Loki also becomes an avid twitter user and thats how he gains popularity on campus. (He called the uni out for their awful and expensive parking) Was able to convince the Dean with tony and steve to create a new parking lot. Caffeine addict!!! Him and Tony always bump into each other at the coffee shop. Brings baked goods to meet ups with the gang. Loves to play pranks (especially on Tony) Him and Bucky come up with a genius prank on him and even get pepper involved. Best dressed on campus and is in the fashion club. He is the embodiment of dark academia.

Sam: Criminal Justice Major with Aerospace Engineering minor. Gets introduced to Bucky and Steve during move in and they literally become brothers. Is both in Criminal Justice Club and Engineering Club. In the Historically Black Frat on campus and takes huge pride in that. Parties with tony and thor BIG TIME. Procrastinates by throwing paper airplanes at Bucky until Bucky is like "Um...dude your paper is due in like two hours." At that moment Sam got into work faster than he ever had. Loves gossip sessions with Loki and Wanda. Works out a lot with Bucky, Steve and Thor to get rid of stress. When he and Bucky finish a final they go to loki's dorm and ask "Hey can we see your cat." Helps prep food for friends-giving and decorates the dorm for holidays. HATES 8ams so so so much. Steve promises him pancakes if he gets up and goes. Binge watches shows during weekends and screams when Destiel is finally canon. Loves running and gets a Track Scholarship when Thor gets him to join a sport. Gets Peter to join track.

Bucky: criminal justice major and psychology minor. Buck is also in ballet club with Nat, it really helps him relax and gives him a free space to think (also he runs that shit like no ones business) Criminal justice club as well and LOVES to work out and box. One time Sam accompanies him to ballet and Bucky pushes Sam into a split... the scream was heard for miles. "Sam ballet is good for athletes it helps w-" "Yeah but its not good for my balls" Doesn't willingly procrastinate but once in awhile he will forget an assignment, you best believe his eyes will snap open from his nap and get to work asap. For one of his psyche labs he had to question Steve as if he were Steve's therapist to which Steve responds "Hey bro you dont have to hit a nerve that deep" He also likes to do dance with peter since it helps him get away from Thor for a bit. Not a big partier but once the weight of finals are off his chest you best believe he will go all out. Picks on Nat and says hes gonna steal her man, to which tony interjects and says "Not if I do first" Bucky also has a very comfy dorm, comfy lighting and tons of pillows, the man loves his sleep... and so does everyone else. Sometimes he finds peter, sam, THOR, tONY EVERYONE just napping in his bed before their study time. Overall, bucky is a smart boy and his time in college is kind to him.

Wanda: English Major and Education Minor. After being an orphan Wanda knows what it feels like to not have a parental figure there and she wants to change that for other kids by becoming an english teacher. She volunteers at an orphanage, specifically the one her and pietro were in for a brief moment when they came to the states. She loves to draw as well and takes plenty of art classes with steve. She paints a portrait of the entire gang and gives it to tony as a graduation present (he cried). She loves to do volunteer work for children and also spend a lot of time in the library, She helped Nat calm down before Bruce asked her out. Her and Loki are in constant competition for best dressed. "Loki ill let you win best dressed but you have to let me see your cat" "ugh fine... btw your shirt doesnt match your boots" "hEY" Her and Peter take alot of intro classes together and are constantly running around craft stores trying to get the right stuff for projects. Visits Vision at his Job on Campus and he visits her where she volunteers and eventually they start dating. She is constantly getting visited by pietro at 4am asking "Um do you have milk" "Pietro its 4am what do you ne-" "my OREOS"

Pietro: Track star business major, frat ICON with Thor. poor boy is STRESSED he hates college and is here on a track scholarship, constantly late and running around getting shit done. Queen of late assignments but still gets them graded because he is in Track. Yeah he has alot on his plate but he still parties with thor for hours. When he is drowning in assignments Clint is always there to help him, Bruce also helps him with biology and the more science-y classes. Likes to mess around and race sam at track practice. Not into coffee but will run on all the monster energy drinks you could possibly buy. Seriously is tired of 8 a.m courses, he just wants to nap after practice. Walks into the study room that everyone was in and actually looks more sleep deprived than tony. He gets a lot of tips from steve on how to have an easier time in college and it really helps him.

Vision: Grad student working on a civil engineering masters and a TA. Meets Wanda in the library and she asks him where the biographies are. He mistakenly says they are on the 2nd floor "Uh theyre actually on the third" "Then why did you ask?" "Cause I wanted to talk to you :)" He swooned. Through Wanda he met Tony and Bruce and became their best friend, He helped out a lot with engineering club and got them far. He spends a lot of time doing research for his masters degree, he loves relaxing with the group on weekends and picks on pietro as if he is already apart of the family. Him and Loki bond over intellectual conversations from time to time. Bruce and Nat go on double dates with him and Wanda. Went to a bar once with tony and bruce and had to stop tony from singing Queens entire discography, he had the best night that night. Helps everyone with getting into jobs and into grad school in general while everyone helps him let loose and have some fun.

Peter: Peter is a Physics major and eventually works his way up to biochemistry. (hardworking icon) He is the freshman baby of the group and is introduced to them through Thor. He dances with Buck and Nat sometimes as well. Tony obviously takes peter under his wing and helps him with assignments. One time everyone was in the same study room and him and pietro have a redbull shot gunning challenge. When Peter wins Thor picks him up and almost yeets the poor boy into the ceiling. "VERY WELL DONE YOUNG PARKER YOU SHOULD BE DOING THAT WITH BEER IN NO TIME." "Thor plz" Tony and Thor help him ask MJ out and even spy on them during a dinner date. (Imagine thor with sunglasses and a scarf around his head pretending to be tonys date) He feels so accepted in college because of the gang and gets all his work done on time. Goes out of his way to get everyone christmas presents and is so excited for friendsgiving. Becomes a little stressball during finals and midterms and stays in the library till it closes. He spots loki alot in there and helps loki with science classes while loki helps him with political science classes. He meets MJ through wanda and is obviously blushing the whole time while being introduced. Gets embarrassed when the guys flirt with aunt may. "guys plz stop" This is when Sam earns his "milf hunter" nickname. "Pete hows your aunt?" "She doesnt want you sam i-" its not like that... actually it is like that"

Coulson: Alumni Icon. Is the gangs Intro professor and is the reason why everyone meets eachother. (the class was chaotic indeed) Coulson loved that class so much and he still gets visited by everyone from time to time. He is obviously close with Nick. They were there that night when Tony was signing Queen at the bar and couldnt help but laugh.

Nick Fury: Dean for criminal justice and is heavily involved with criminal justice club and mock trial. He is tired of everyones shit as always. Makes a tiktok account for the criminal justice club and has no idea how to manage social media so gets Loki to help. Has to delete it when Loki commented "hah losers" on the engineering tiktoks page. He looks intimidating but in his office he has a picture with the club and has all the gifts he gets on display. (He even framed lokis comment because it was hilarious afterall)

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warmau · 4 years

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★ donation request: suburbia summer nights house party!au jaehyun

the summer night air is too sticky and too sweet for your liking

you had opened your window hoping to chill down your room, but it was even hotter outside than it was inside

even still, you keep the window open and the curtains pushed back, leaning the upper half of your body out to the empty streets of the neighborhood you’ve lived in since you were born

it is quiet - like always

until you hear something rustle below

you look down and your eyes widen, standing in your mothers beloved rose bushes is the familiar face of something - well someone - you’ve also known since you were born

johnny waves at you and from behind his broad shoulders peeks mark lee

“bro, we shouldn’t be here - what if their parents-”

marks paranoid whispering is loud enough that even you hear it, so you bring your finger up to your lips

johnny ignores the younger boys trifling and motions for you to come out

you know your parents are probably either working in the kitchen or watching tv in the living room

there’s no way in hell you’re going to be able to walk out the front door, so your only means of escape are making it down the rickety old water pipe on the side of the house closest to your room

you’ve done it before so you’re not scared or anything - but still, you aren’t exactly sure what those two are up to

you grab your phone and text johnny:

why are you trespassing in my backyard :P

house party @ jaehyuns

you swallow - jung jaehyun - another familiar name

not interested, now go before you get caught and my dad flings a shovel at you or something

mark starts tugging on johnny’s shirt as soon as they both read the message

but johnny stays put

c’mon, don’t you like jaehyun?

you furrow your eyebrows and glare down at johnny, who just grins up at you with the kind of smile you know means trouble

dude i don’t like jaehyun, im just not in a party mood

fine - can you come for like an hour then? don’t leave me alone with mark you know he doesn’t know how to party

“hey!”

mark jumps back in offense and you shush him from your window as johnny playfully pulls him into a headlock at his side and ruffles his hair

you don’t text back, just slip your phone in your back pocket and look at yourself one last time in your mirror

you’re wearing a t-shirt thats too big with the local fishing shops logo on it and beat up old chucks with doodles on it from two years ago

really, not a party outfit, but you’re going for an hour so you don’t care

you quickly lock your door and slip through the window

johnny gives a little dance of victory as you make your way down that old pipe and lets go of mark to sling his hand over your shoulder

“are we walking to jaehyuns?”

you ask when you’re safely out of earshot of your house but johnny just shakes his head

“nah, he’s driving us there.”

“he’s w-”

as you turn the corner of the street you see jaehyun’s car

its nothing flashy, but you know its his because its got that dumb handmade sticker of johnny’s garage band name on the bumper and plus he’s got the driver car door open, leaning against it looking-

damnit why does he look good without even trying

you push back the thought and want to throw another glare johnny’s way - but he misses it as he reaches out to take jaehyun’s hand

the two of them bump shoulders and johnny makes a joke about how hard he had to try to convince you to come out

you keep back a little and jump a bit when mark asks

“is everything ok?”

“yeah, just worried my parents might have heard us.”

marks face pales and he climbs into the backseat of the car - you follow him and try not to look at jaehyun

although you feel his eyes move to you past johnny’s shoulder

once you’re all piled in, jaehyun says his house is already half trashed. he left doyoung in charge back there but he knows no one ever listens to him so he expects you’ll all be arriving to a shitshow

you half listen, looking out the window and at the houses of families you know

at least the window of a moving car is much cooler than the cemented window of your bedroom

but the real reason behind your distance is because right now ,,,,, jaehyun is the last person you want to see

it had all started last summer, jaehyun had moved to your town and had befriended johnny instantly

and with johnny’s friendship came your friendship (and mark’s, and practically the whole schools but - you and johnny were joined at the hip so it was different)

but it became quickly and almost embarrassingly obvious that what you and jaehyun felt toward each other was not

what you and johnny felt toward each other

you could easily jump on johnny’s back, have him piggyback you through the huge aisles of the local walmart, you could easily share food with johnny from the same plate, you could easily fall asleep on johnny’s bed as he and mark played video games on the floor

but with jaehyun - there was a sheepishness

not because you weren’t best friends but because you saw him and felt nervous

you saw johnny and felt delight, thats someone you’d be friends with forever

you saw jaehyun and felt a flurry of butterflies swarm around your stomach, thats someone you wanted to kiss

and it was like everyone was waiting for it to happen. everyone was just holding their breath.

some people had even tried to ask jaehyun out, but he had declined and it just solidified the entire towns prediction that you and him would end up being a thing

but

when he had a chance, he blew it

it had been a house party just like the one you were going to now and you and jaehyun had walked off a little away from all the music and noise

you were wearing those bracelets he’d gifted you and he was toying with one on your hand

you could have sworn that in that moment you were going to hear the words

“do you want to go out with me?” leave his lips, no matter how coy he was being and how playful this push and pull had been

the flirtatious glances, the midnight texts, the tension of it all had come to this and now

all you were bracing yourself to just say was yes

when instead he had chuckled and asked,

“can you believe everyone wants us to date?”

you couldn’t read his tone - you’d just blinked at him, was he being for real?

instead of answering him or even acknowledging the awkwardness of the situation

you’d walked away

you’d pulled the bracelets off your wrist and let them drop to the grass. jaehyun had been confused, grabbing your wrist and asking what was wrong all of a sudden

the last thing you had said to him was

“everything's just a game to you isn’t it?”

there were no words and no more messages after that. you had avoided him like hot fire and had succeeded in dodging all of johnny or marks attempts to make you all hangout together again

you’d agreed to go to this party for an hour because you had planned to just get lost in the crowd before he could spot you and then leave

you didn’t know you’d be stuck in his car, personal damn chauffeur service to his house

you hear the party before you even see it - music blaring from inside and peoples voices like an annoying symphony of shouts and chants

mark gets out first and you try to scramble so you won’t end up somehow alone with jaehyun

nearly pushing poor mark onto the curb

“hey!”

“im going to go see if uh - whats his name - uh jungwoo is here.”

you make up an excuse before either of the three boys can say a word

you turn the corner, around the pool that you’ve hung out with jaehyun and everyone else at a hundred times and the weird circle of garden gnomes he’s moms put out

you know the layout like its your own house and are happy to see that the wooded part toward the end of his yard is pretty empty - the hammock that you and johnny had helped him tie up a while ago is unoccupied

“thank god”

you plop yourself in it and close your eyes, the sounds are duller out here and you dont have the chance of rubbing shoulders with other drunk teenagers or you know who

your phone buzzes in your back pocket but you dont bother to check it

instead you stare up through the leaves at the bright slice of moon

how’d i get in this situation?

you lay a hand on your stomach and tap your fingers as you think about how you’re going to kill time

the noise of giggling passes by you and you assume a couple is going to pass by to fool around in the woods

could have been me and jaehyun if he hadn’t been such a dumba-

you sit up a little and shake your head

you had done such a good job so far. you really hadn’t thought about him at all.

well, well you had thought about him but you just - you weren’t going to coddle yourself into expecting anything ever again

it would just hurt when the day came around and he flat out rejected you

you sink back down and close your eyes - maybe just napping through this dumb party will

“dude they’re so fucking mad at me.”

“nah bro, i bet they’re just tired or something-”

“no johnny, i fucked up.”

you open your eyes and strain a bit at the sound of the voices that are coming closer and closer to your spot

they sound just like-

“what exactly did you do then jaehyun?”

“i said the wrong thing-”

“just said?”

there’s a pause and now you’re sure this is who you think it is

“just said or did you hurt them. jaehyun you’re a cool dude or whatever but if you laid a hand on them-”

the drop of the voice only comes for one person when they’re rallying to get angry

“no johnny, i would never. i just - remember that party a couple months ago. the one at taeyongs.”

“yeah?”

“i was going to ask them out, and then i just blanked like they were looking at me and instead of just kissing them i said ‘haha isn’t it funny everyone wants us to date?’ because like im dumb - i dont know i couldnt think!”

a second of silence passes by and then is followed by johnny’s long and relaxed laugh

“you totally did fuck up!”

“i know, and now i dont know how to make it bet-”

johnny and jaehyun’s footsteps are now only a few feet away - in the darkness of the night you’re sure they haven’t noticed the lump of you in the hammock

not until you suddenly feel it tip over as someones shadow looms over

“DONT YOU DARE SIT ON ME JOHNNY SUH!”

you shout and johnny screams - before stuttering back and bursting into another loud laugh

“oh my god THEY WERE HERE THE WHOLE TIME?”

jaehyun, even though its dark, goes red at the realization

“d-did you hear us?”

you swing your legs out and jump out of the hammock - johnny, who is still laughing at the circumstance, can’t help but back away a little holding himself in a fit

you nod

“yeah i heard and for the record - you were being dumb when you said that to me.”

jaehyun opens his mouth but shuts it because he has no way of protesting it

“but i guess being dumb is kind of part of your charm”

you cross your arms and jaehyun’ shoulders perk up a little

“so you’re not mad at me?”

“i was but, i mean, im a very forgiving person and you can have this second chance to ask me out-”

“yeah just don’t fuck it up jaehyun”

johnny’s voice comes between chuckles before you motion for him to go

he gives you two a thumbs up and leaves, mumbling that he has to tell mark about all this

and as you and jaehyun are alone with the back drop of his house party

you put your hand out and jaehyun takes it in his

“so, let me try again - instead of everyone saying we should date i want you to know that i want to-”

“yes”

you lean up and take his face with both hands, pressing your lips to his and finally

freaking finally

kissing jaehyun

the summer night air is still sticky and sweet and you aren’t a big fan, but the way jaehyun’s lips are a perfect taste makes all of that wash away

his hands circle your own and he picks you up swiftly as your legs wrap around his waist

now this - this is what you had expected months ago, but you don’t mind because its finally happening now

when you and jaehyun return to the packed house

the whole party stops when johnny screams

“EVERYONE CHEER FOR THE TOWNS LOVEBIRDS!”

and both you and jaehyun go wide eyed

not before you take chase after your best friend - threatening to get him and mark just pats jaehyun’s back like

“looks like you didn’t mess up this time!”

jaehyun grins and scratches his neck, yeah - looks like he didn’t.

#jaehyun au #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun imagines #nct 127 au #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 scenarios #member: jaehyun #sfw #donation commissions

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danceing-spelled-wrong · 3 years

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Made a Grumpus OC

They're just one of few of them..not sure if I'll draw any of them, I drew them because..I'm bored

I have a grumpsona in mind..but I'm not finish with it's design

I guess I'll explain them

Amly Ductforce(I'm bad at names) came to Snaktooth island because they were bored and needed a vacation from their "job"

He's gender-fluid and doesn't mind people getting his pronouns wrong when he doesn't feel that gender, but some just call him a "They" and that's fine by him

One thing that she's really good at, is lying and stealing. When she came to Snaktooth Island, she started her hobby right away and stole some things from Wambus which got him pretty upset

He gives everyone nicknames despite not liking anyone besides Cromdo

She likes order yet enjoys chaos, sometimes, she would plant random objects that belong to the residents in each other's huts to start up something

When the town split, he went to the Boiling Bay due to the nice warm yet cold feel to it and because she wanted to steal stuff from Floofty

They're probably in their late 40s early 50s

Her and Cromdo get along for the most part as long as she doesn't steal anything from him

In their hut, they have a lot of stolen objects, most from Wambus

Their hut is beside Liz and Egg's hut but is to the right of the beach

If he was in the game, then you'd meet them the same time you meet Floofty

She doesn't like Lizbert because she always calls her out on the stuff she steals, same for Beffica

Due to his hatred to Lizbert, he shares the same hatred towards Eggabell but doesn't go out his way to steal from her, seeing her as too fragile

He's scared of Chandlo(because he would snap her like a twig), Shelda(because she acts like a cult leader), and Gramble(because he's too nice)

If they get caught stealing, they lie about it and theres a 90% chance it'll work due to their confident sounding voice and being a bit manipulative

Dialogue in game:

What everyone thinks of them

Filbo:

"Oh..them? They're..ok, as long as they don't cause any trouble.."

Wambus:

"...."

Beffica:

"She's just a thief, no wonder her and Cromdo work so well together, they're nothing but squeebs."

Gramble:

"I never spoke to him before..but..I don't think he likes me very much.."

Wiggle:

"She stole my banjo and said she wanted to play a song, but then she threw it off a cliff! I'm so glad I have fast reflexives."

Snorpy:

"All they do is steal stuff! Then lie about stealing that stuff! I haven't gotten my inventions back in 3 months!"

Cromdo:

"Ah..that grump is something all right..greatest business partner ever, she and I are gonna rule the money world!"

Triffany:

"Oh..Amly? I don't come in contact with her often but Wamby doesn't like her."

Chandlo:

"After they stole my balls AND Snorpy's inventions, I promised to never speak to them for the rest of my life bro!"

Floofty:

"I don't appreciate them stealing my leg or my notes. If given the chance, I would experiment on them."

Shelda:

"Do not speak of thy name who gladly would turn his back on us if given the chance!"

Cemi:

"Nope. I don't like her at all..she's not that attractive..and she hangs with Cromdo."

Charlia:

"I really don't like it when she tries to remove my arm..it hurts my feelings.."

Being asked about Floofty:

"I like stealing their stuff but if I offered to help them, I think they'll kill me."

Meeting them:

"Woah..a new face! I haven't seen anyone new around here in..grumping forever!"

"Who are ya and why are you talking to me?"

*explains*

"Oh! You're that amateur journalist Lizzie was talking about! I thought you were never coming, isn't this grand? New faces! New people! New stuff to..borrow!"

"I'm Amly Dustforce, the ruler of Snaktooth island!"

Will you come back to town?

"Wait..town? No way..if Cromy's not there, then I'm not going!"

"Also, I'm a little parched, can ya get me a Sqaquiri? I'd drink those things, everyday of the week, maybe we can..cut a deal, how's that sound doll?"

*Caught Sqaquiri*

"Now THAT was a refreshing beveridge, thanks doll!"

"So, ya want me to come back to town? Well, I might need some convincing, I want ya to find out what that Filbo kid does when nobody's lookin, I could use it for..things."

*You find out what Filbo does*

"HA! Are you serious?! Oh jezz, and I thought he couldn't be more of a squeeb! HAHA! Goodness..that's a laugh I needed..ha!"

"Good to know theres some things to see in town, but I'm more interested in WHAT is in town."

"For ya final task, I want ya to steal Beffica's diary..then rip out some pages that are interesting, and give them to me. Easy."

*You grab the pages*

"Sweet! Good job my messenger grump!"

"*sigh*, I think I'm ready to go to town..but..first I want you to get Cromy in town."

But you said that was the final task

"I lied."

"Get Cromy in town and I'll follow right behind, deal?"

*Cromdo is in town*

"Wow! That was..slow but it'll do!"

"Thanks doll, looking forward to chatting with ya! Farewell!"

Interview:

Have time for an interview?

"Interview? That sounds fun! I'm in."

Who are you?

"Amly Ductforce, it's pronounced Aim-ly. Strange. I know."

Why come to Snaktooth Island?

"I heard of Lizzie's stupid conspiracy on TV, I was about to change the channel when I heard there was an island involved, and I just so happened to be looking for a place to host my vacation. So I packed up and lied about being interested in her expedition."

Vacation from what?

"My life. My job. My family. Everything basically."

Thoughts on Bugsnax?

"I guess they're ok, the names could be better..but some taste pretty good. Note, keep away from the Aggroll."

Why?

"Because those things will break some bones and the flavor isn't even worth it! Also because it's named after someone I'm not found of."

Why did you leave town?

"I could handle the drama between Wamby and Gram, but once Cromy left, I had no reason to stay. I wanted to follow him, but I decided to live near the beach instead, so yeah."

What do you think about Cromdo?

"Me and him have a pretty decent relationship, I give him what he wants and he takes the fall for me. Simple business."

Are you planning on betraying him?

"No way, he's cool, I don't consider him a friend, but he's still great to work with."

Any info on Lizbert?

"Liz..I grumping hate her! She keeps saying I stole stuff from her, I would never do such a thing! If she didn't have that little obstacle beside her, I would burn her hut down!"

Woah, calm down. Who's this obstacle?

"I am calm..just speaking out my mind. And I'm talking about Eggabell. The doctor? Lizzie's girlfriend? Eggy bell? Yeah. She and her are like..two papers in a file. Theres nothing you can do to separate those two."

What happened to Lizbert?

"If we're being honest, I'm not sure."

Are you lying?

"Heh. For once in my life, no. I really don't know what happened to Lizzie, she went up that mountain and didn't come back."

How do you know she went up the mountain?

"I saw her."

Why didn't you tell anyone?

"I did. Nobody besides Cromy believed me, guess that's the price being the best liar in the world."

That'll be it. Thank you

"No problem doll, that was pretty fun! Here, have this!"

*stolen piece of journal paper*

"Found it while cleaning Lizzie's hurt, it might help ya in someway. Any who, I gotta run, farewell!"

Side Quests:

"Heya doll, you won't believe what I discovered! It'll help ya find Liz!"

What?

"First..get me a Poptick..it's very important."

Why?

"Trust me! It's super super SUPER important!

Sure, I guess

"Caramel please."

*Got the Poptick*

"Perfect..now..I need a Snaquiri.."

Are you going to tell me why?

"Nope. Make it quick! I have a feeling my brain's about to forget everyone!"

*Got the Snaquiri*

"Good..now..I need a Cheery, that'll be all to finish this!"

I have a feeling you're lying

"I'm hurt."

Fine.

"Hurry up! I'm losing my life force!"

*Got the Cheery*

"Alright..now-"

*silence*

What?

"That's it. I was just hungry."

Why did you say it was important

"There was no way you'd do it if I asked, so I just..slightly lied."

Slightly?!

"Calm down doll! Everything fine! Nobody got hurt.."

You have a lying problem

"I know..but I can't do anything about it, it's the only thing I got."

"When you're a liar, nobody wants to be around you, nobody likes you..and nobody will trust you."

"Ever since birth, I lied, stole, and broke so many things, nobody wants anything to do with me. I had no friend and my family kept saying I was a bad person..so I don't talk to them anymore."

"Lying is all I got left doll and if I stop, I got nothing. So I'm not stopping anytime soon, so deal with it."

"Thanks for the food..farewell."

Welcome back message:

"Oh..you're..back."

"Heya Wamby, didn't know you'd be back either! How sweet! The gangs coming back!"

"Amly, if you go near my farm-"

"What? Me? Go near your farm? No way! I would never!"

"Don't think that everyone things you're a saint! Only Cromdo thinks that!"

"I don't think I am one, but it's nice knowing you think so!"

"Just stay away from my farm."

"Deal. Happy catching up with you!"

Major Celebration Dialogue:

"You know, Cromby..maybe we should take a break from our business, we're making a few people upset by it."

"Agreed. What should we do to be occupied til then?"

"Hm..maybe we could sell Bugsnax? I could..borrow that trap the journalist uses."

"Yeah..yeah I like that idea!"

"It's settled! Cromy and Amly's marketing lives on!"

"We need a better name."

"Yeah.."

*approaching him*

"Heya doll, how's the party?"

*asked to dance*

"Sorry, but I'm working. Maybe when we sell out."

*sold out*

"Wow! That was quick, how's about a dance Cromy?"

"You bet! Meet you on the dance floor!"

Reaction to partner(I guess..he paired with Cromdo and Beff):

Cromdo: "Grumping..NO!"

Beffica: "Wait..no..what..what's going on?!"

Dying message:

"I'm nothing but a liar..a cold..worthless liar. I hurt so many people..no wonder I have no friends..at least I got bugsnax.."

Final message(Good ending):

"What the ever grump was all that?! Why..did...oh zonk who cares?We're alive! Ha ha! Amly lives to see a new day!

You know..after all of this..I think I'll finally turn over that new leaf..I'll quit my job..and start fresh in the country. I should also apologize to everyone I hurt, so..sorry doll, I stole your pen...

Geez that took a lot out of me! Ah! This'll be hard!

But..it feels..kinda nice..guess I shouldn't wait around..farewell, til we cross paths again, doll."

Final message(Bad ending)

"What..the grump? Cromdo..he's..gone. This..makes me..realize..our lives are so..fragile, I..shouldn't waste it..

Oh Cromdo..if I known that..I would have put myself in your place

At least..maybe we could be together..again

Business partners forever...ha.."

I over complicate everything

#bugsnax #grumpsona #bugsnax oc #art #bugsnax art #random #original character #my art #idk #cromdo face #beffica #Amly Dustforce

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not-a-christmas-tree · 4 years

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i watched the dallas theater company les mis and here are my observations part TWO

i recently watched a modern adaptation of les mis from 2014! i took hella notes bc les mis being set in modern day has a LOT MORE than you would think! i just posted my act one notes, so here are the ones from act two. enjoy! :D

ACT TWO

(Building The Barricade)

oh javert,,,you and your red beret-scarf combo

everyone shakes hands the same way?? they all like. half bro hug. young people ig 🤷‍♀️

oh on my own is gonna hurt me huh

éponine has her hands up when she goes to take the letter to cosette that’s an interesting take

jvj looks so done lmao “really bruh just give me the letter i’ll give it to cosette it’s FINE”

omg first time i’ve ever seen éponine not take the money after the letter!! that actually makes so much sense bc she doesn’t take marius’ money when he asks her to find cosette’s house either. that,,,yes that’s good

the modern era begs the question... why didn’t marius just ask for cosette’s number?? i’d assume it’s just a thing that jvj doesn’t allow her to have a phone bc The Cops, but. maybe marius and cosette are the straight version of cottagecore lesbians they just write letters for ~The Aesthetic~

(On My Own)

i was right on my own was gonna hurt me

first time i’ve ever seen an éponine disguise where she actually passes as a boy lmao

FINALLY A VERSION OF OMO WHERE ITS NOT JUST FORLORN SELF-CARESSING THANK YOU

surprisingly i have less notes here that’s fun i thought i’d have more

(Javert at the Barricades)

WOAHHHHH THEY DID NOT SKIMP ON BARRICADE SET PIECES THAT SHIT IS COOOOOL

oh the barricade scenes are already hitting too hard

cops are in riot gear cops. are in. riot gear.

oh the javert spy thing that also hits funny because obviously

gavroche is armed with a bat i love you son

FULL VERSION OF LITTLE PEOPLE AT THE BARRICADE AYEEEEE

(A Little Fall Of Rain)

wait hold on why is marius not,,,singing to éponine on “why have you come back here?” he’s like. scolding someone,,, huh??

oh enj goes to help marius with ép!! and he calls over who i assume would be joly i STAN

MARIUS CRIES AFTER ÉP DIES KILL MEEEE

(The First Attack)

i like how jvj does the second confrontation here. he looks less angry and more like,,,compassionate and that MAKES SENSE bc yk. he’s telling javert he’s wrong but he’s not doing it out of spite he’s doing it bc this guy NEEDS to know what he does as a cop and realize that being a cop isn’t just enforcing rules, and it never was just that.

i do love the exasperated “gO” from jvj that’s kinda great ngl

(Drink With Me)

i’m very sad that there won’t be any exr from these boys

v e r y sad here

i do see grantaire looking PRETTY sad though

bold of y’all to assume that the modern day amis would all be straight

okay i can tell that grantaire really is going hard on the Existential Singing like,,,sure he’s just standing there but like. damn bro

SO THERE A R E LADIES ON THE BARRICADE WHY TF ARENT THEY FIGHTING

BETTER SEE SOME CHANGE THERE

i just realized that the cockades are buttons that is the BEST

(Bring Him Home)

jvj actually looks kinda happy in BHH and tbh i kinda like it?? it’s only on the “he’s like the son i might have known” line but i like it

oh those vowels oh boy they TALL

(The Final Battle)

enjolras is for some reason, still angry...why...why bro....

the staging for gavroche’s death is INTERESTING bc he’s reaching up at the sniper on the tower. hm. i dont hate it

OH SOMEONE ON THE BARRICADE IS RECORDING I THINK!!! GOOD ADDITION!!

i can’t imagine how many blood packs they went through

oh enjolras’s death okay so. he’s in a like. No Man’s Land almost, and the riot cops come in after him. it’s an interesting take because it almost mirrors the scene in the book, except obvs grantaire isn’t here. they also have an added scene after he dies where cops are checking out and using radios that is. that is EERIE.

jvj walks over to enjolras’s body 🥺

HE ALSO FUCKIN S C R E A M S WHEN HE SEES MARIUS ON THE GROUND GODDAMN MAN O U C H

thenardier steals combeferre’s glasses wow thanks for that added pain

thenardier and jvj have a mini fight oh that’s kinda cool hm

(Javert’s Soliliquy)

javert opens his soliloquy with some SPICY SADNESS OH B O Y he sounds broken already!! start strong!!

emotions go broken - anger - confusion? - mAJOR confusion - hopelessness

javert can FLY! no legit he’s on ropes

(Turning)

turning is. turning is almost a funeral.

OH THEYRE N U N S !

nuns are visiting the barricade 🥺

OH DAMN “what’s the use of praying if there’s nobody who hears?” THAT CERTAINLY HAS WEIGHT NOW THAT THEY ARE N U N S

it has just occurred to me that people have been dead on the floor for like. a solid five minutes

(Empty Chairs At Empty Tables)

“now my friends. are dead. and gone” he pauses like he’s realizing it just then oh OUCHIE

wait is marius,,,at the barricades? is he legit singing to his friends dead bodies? oh shit oh NO

OH N O OH NONONO THIS IS WORSE

THE BARRICADE BOYS RISE UP FROM THE FLOOR OH N O OUCH OUCH

they group up and salute him and wALK OFF NO OWWWW

*cosette and marius kiss* jvj: *COUGH COUGH*

marius and valjean’s lil conversation is interesting in the way valjean seems to ask marius “who am i?” rather than ask himself. he phrases it in a way that makes me think he’s like. quizzing marius lmao

(The Wedding)

omg i think baby cosette and éponine are flower girls 🥺🥺

“go away thenardier” *madame mouths ‘dammit!’*

thenardier your boat shoes hurt me

madame: “get up! get up!” thenardier: “stop—STOP IT!”

TWO GUYS ARE DANCING TOGETHER AND WAVE AT THENARDIER ON “this ones a queer, but what can you do”

yeah i think i found my new favorite thenardiers thank you dallas theater company

fantine sits on the bench when cosette comes by, cosette sits on bench next to her, and fantine tries to touch her but can’t 🥺

jvj just gave a hand-over-heart head nod to cosette but fantine gave it back i,,,ouch

ENJOLRAS AND GAVROCHE ARE WITH FANTINE AND ÉPONINE FOR JVJ’S DEATH

the chain gang is in the epilogue i repeat the cHAIN GANG IS IN THE EPILOGUE

the orchestra rests on the last “say do you hear the distant drums” and that was the coolest thing i’ve ever heard

that final harmony is MONEYYYY and i want to cry

OVERALL NOTES:

this javert has the most interesting interpretation because up until his FINAL SCENE he is the stone cold police officer, and he plays it SO WELL. like i have never been truly angry at a javert up until this guy, and whether that was because it was modern and resonates A LOT in 2020 or he just looks like a cop i want to punch, I DON’T KNOW but he plays it SO WELL and i love it so much!!

these thenardiers are the fucking BEST NGL they are the perfect mix of funny and cruel. madame t is also funny as HELL and i wish i had her talent lmao

i said it before but the police costumes in this show are. woosh. kudos to the costumer i took one look at those guys and was like “haha, no!.” vaguely related to that, i think this was the first time i nearly cried at Look Down like. the first song at the show, simply because of the convict getting the SHIT beat out of him on the floor. that hurt me and i hate that it is completely accurate to what happens in prisons today.

lovely ladies was,,,a LOT and tbh, i feel like it didn’t need to be. obviously it does show how horrible it is for sex workers, but that is why the music is there. the music and lyrics is there to tell what you don’t show visually. (though i do love the male prostitute lmao he took no shit)

i also said this before but the fact that there wasn’t bigger of a relationship between enjolras and grantaire kind of annoys me simply because they are revolutionaries in the present day. you can’t tell me that ALL OF THEM WERE STRAIGHT. with how many people i know now that identify under the queer and trans umbrella, and also how queer they are (to me) in the brick, the absence of any exr in a modern interpretation hurts a little.

in conclusion, this show was fucking FANTASTIC and even though i’m six years late, it still resonates hard given the time we live in today. i think i nearly screamed when i saw the cops in riot gear on the barricade because that is LITERALLY HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. this just reminds me how timeless the story of les mis is because you had to change LITERALLY NOTHING from the story to make it make sense in the modern age, and that is really the lesson you should learn from les mis; these things happen everywhere, and they need to be fixed.

thank you for listening to my rambling, i am sure i forgot something because there was just so damn much but i hope you enjoyed otherwise! not-a christmas-tree out! :)

#les mis #les miserables #les amis #les amis de l'abc #dallas theater company #jean valjean #javert #fantine #cosette #marius #enjolras #grantaire

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sushigal007 · 3 years

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Over to the Patel household!

Eventually. Because when I first played these guys back in 2012, I thought the twins pale skintone was a problem with my geneticised skins, a valid concern when you recall surprise!alien Glen Ottomas. It was actually because Ramir had S2 genetics from his mother, but I guess I wasn’t the only surprised by S2 babies because when Tarlia released the super-mega-ultra-this-time-it’s-final clean Belladonna Cove, she changed it. So I decided to give Sahira and Deven here S3 skintones. To which the game said “fine, but only on the face because fuck you.” I changed appearance. I fixed tans and burns and flashing blue. I gave them new eyebrows. I deleted them and reloaded the lot. I deleted them and reloaded the game. Finally I cracked open SimPE and used SimSurgery to copy Ramir’s skintone over, and hurrah, it worked!

Except I only did it on Sahira at first, just in case it didn’t, so I had to go back out AGAIN and repeat the process.

At least Ana and Ramir are happy with their new makeovers.

Ana: Shall I go and get the handcuffs? Sahira: Are you busy? Because my skin- Ramir: Yeah, little busy, hon, tell us later.

Ana: What was that? Ramir: Nothing important.

At least I didn’t have to tinker with baby Asok’s skintone. Asok: Yes, I am perfect.

Asok: Get a load of this S3 buttcrack! All autonomous too!

Asok: Please don’t leave me, father, you are the only competent adult in this entire game.

Cute little family dinner. Ramir: And how are you, my darling? Ana: Honestly, I’m this close to asking you to pass the flour sack. Roll some better wants then. Ana: No.

Deven: Why am I not immediately perfect?

Sahira: I shall sue.

Ramir: The square of the hypotenuse is equal to the sum of the square of the other two side. Ramir: I think. Deven: Sahira’s right, can’t we just sue?

Finally managed to fill one of Ana’s horrible wants and drag her out of red! Ana: Feeling fit, feeling fab!

Cute little mother-daughter dance pic.

Ana: Now, where should I put this? On the floor?

Ana: Haha no, that would be ridiculous.

CHESS. Ana: Now I see why the kid took drugs to play this.

Frances, you’re engaged. To Mickey Dosser. Frances: I can look.

That’s not looking.

Sahira: Got my A+! Didn’t even have to hurt anyone for it! Ana: That’s my girl!

It’s such a shame they can’t all play a big group game of football.

Ramir: These are not my children. Ariel: Does it matter? Ramir: Eh, I guess not.

Toddler Asok! Asok: I need new hair immediately.

He’s not the only one. Ana: Breezy!

Potty training time! Ana: Go away.

Yeah, I did not pick the best room for toddler training.

Nanny: YOU! YES, YOU! Nanny: UNCLENCH YOUR SHOULDERS AND HAVE A DRINK OF WATER!

You know what? I’m not mad I chose the teenagers because this is a right bunch of Karens, and Ramir’s boss sucks too.

A nice, chill evening.

Ramir: Think we can do it quietly? Ana: Not if we’re doing it good.

Ramir: Loud it is!

Asok: *intense pooping face*

Ana: How old is this cake? It’s been on your inventory since 2012.

No.

NO.

I cannot lie, I am loving all this chill family time.

Ramir: So what I’m hearing, is more family. That’s not necessary!

Ramir: OK but we’re still gonna fuck. Ana: Yippee!

Ramir: Birthday time! Asok: I wanna touch the fire. Ramir: Don’t touch the fire.

Asok: I’m adorable.

Deven: I heard she walked out on a shift and the kid got taken away, so now they have to send a backup nanny out with her.

Hugs!

Ana: I can see Desiderata Valley from here!

He just aged up!

The twins are still adorable. Deven: Ha! You suck at this! Sahira: Your face sucks at this. Deven: That doesn’t even make sense!

It’s Saturday.

Asok: Give me your finest lemonade, good sir. Deven: Coming right up!

Deven: And now I’d like you to give me your finest lemonade. Sahira: Nothing but the best for you, bro.

Asok: Excuse me lady, this was supposed to be a sibling effort. Townie: Just give me the lemonade, kid.

Asok: -And that’s why I’m going to get an A+ on the first day of school.

But as it’s still the weekend, I let Ana take the children to the park. Ana: ART.

Deven: WHEEEEEE HAHAHAHA!

Sahira: Spin it as fast as you can. Tank: You sure? Because I’m pretty strong- Sahira: Shut up and spin!

Sahira: HORK. Tank: In my defence, this wasn’t my fault.

But this will be. Sahira: Honestly a risk I’m willing to take.

Mrs Crumplebottom: PUT A SHIRT ON, YOU DIRTY, DIRTY, DEVIL CHILD! And that’s our cue to leave!

Over to the next park! One day I will try and find out why my breakdancers are in suits, but that day is not today.

Ana: Ding dong, Thatcher’s dead! Which old witch? Thatcher’s dead! Ding dong, wicked Thatcher’s dead!

Asok: I just decided, I don’t like you. Sahira: GASP! Betrayal!

Asok: And again! Sahira: Wow. And I thought we were friends. I mean, not quite, but she did have +15 to his -5.

Sahira: Daddy! Asok is being a little shit!

Invited over the Dreamers for a little socialising.

Sahira: SPACE.

Deven: Horrible outfit. Sophie: Yeah, well, it’s cold and us townies don’t have a very large outerwear collection to draw from.

Just look at that little bit of cold air escaping! And that condensation on the door! Sims 4 could never.

Bella: Hi, I’m real Bella Goth, honest.

IT’S SUNDAY.

More cute family chilling.

But now it’s time for the twins to grow up!

Erin: HACK HACK COUGH. Deven: Is... is she OK?

No, Deven. No, she is not.

Deven: Well, at least I’m buff.

Everybody: *gargling death rattle*

Um. Sahira: Weird flu side effect!

Anyway, here’s teen Deven.

Woohoo interlude.

And teen Sahira.

Oh, in case you were wondering, Ana still sucks at cooking.

Deven: I’m better now. Deven: False alarm. Deven: This time for sure.

UBERHOOD INDEX

#sims 2 #premades #Uberhood #patel

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ice-cream-nekogirl · 4 years

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Out of My League (Midoriya Izuku X Reader X Bakugou Katsuki) PART 6

PART 6 to: https://ice-cream-kitsunegirl.tumblr.com/post/189998729329/out-of-my-league-midoriya-izuku-x-reader-x

HERE IT IS YA’LL!! IT AIN’T OVER YET BUT I DID IT!! <3

Taglist: @dailyojiromashirao, @asja-the-hoarder, @breezy-chan11414, @captainw0lfy , @sunflowergem, @lenkiryuu

Summary: You’re ready to dance with Izuku, but Bakugo isn’t going to allow it.

‘Cause somehow I can’t believe That anything should happen... I know where I belong And nothing’s gonna happen Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

-’She’s So High’ Tal Bachman

SECONDS AGO…

“Aww… Izuku… haha well hey! Music’s gonna play, let’s get our groove on~!!” You exclaimed and shook your hips a little bit as Izuku perked up nervously, but excitedly too. All-Might taught him how to dance last-minute just yesterday so he had this!

“R-Right…!”

He exclaimed as you and he were oblivious to the way Bakugo was glaring at you when he saw you both going to the dance floor, and he didn’t hesitate to follow you both with a furious, determined glare.

If anyone was going to dance with you, it was going to be HIM.

Not Deku, HIM!

RIGHT NOW…

“Can you believe we’re actually here? I feel like I’m gonna hurl actually. Well… I don’t wanna do that on the dance-floor but we are HERE… like… this is my first dance…!” You giggled and nudged Izuku playfully with a bashful smile as he blushed even harder when you reminded him.

“I-I know…!” He exclaimed a bit louder than he intended but felt himself tremble once he saw that you and he were actually AT the dance and ON the dancefloor. And he was starting to freak out and think that he forgot how to dance…

However, you looked pretty nervous too and that kinda made him feel better? Sort of… at least you were just as nervous and uncertain as him. “I think we like… dance separately first? Literally never been to one of these before, and no one’s actually dancing at these things in the movies…” You questioned outloud since the music was starting, and this wasn’t a movie. In fact, you and Izuku saw some of your friends and other classmates, as well as other students getting on the dance-floor to either mingle or dance.

“I-I think so too…?” That’s the first time you heard Izuku sound so clueless, but you didn’t blame him. You had literally NO idea what you were doing, but you just felt excited.

And you giggled a bit when he was clearly sweating from all of this anxiety, “Okay… look Izuku, you’re not a dancer, and neither am I, but that’s okay. No one can say we can’t dance other than us, tonight I’m gonna say I CAN dance and I WILL dance.” You put your hand on his shoulder to try and make him feel better, and it worked a little bit.

Izuku seemed a bit surprised but also relieved when hearing your words of encouragement, it wouldn’t hurt to dance a bit right? He was a little shy about it but maybe it wouldn’t be bad with you there at his side, like you always were…

“Y-Yeah… okay, you’re right.” He said with a bit more determination despite the shakiness in his voice as you giggled, and perked up when you heard a song you knew very well by Fall Out Boy!

(youtube.com/watch?v=qVmnkZdbH2U)

She says she's no good with words, but I'm worse Barely stuttered out a joke of a romantic stuck to my tongue Weighed down with words too overdramatic Tonight it's it can't get much worse Versus no one should ever feel like~

“Fall Out Boy!” You chirped rather happily as you already started moving in your own awkward but endearing way when the music started, and it encouraged Izuku to start dancing in his own awkward and endearing way. He was so not a dancer…

Tonight he would be though! For you! If you could dance so could he!

I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I write them I need them just to get by

You saw Jimmy Jr dancing on Bob’s Burgers all the time, so you copied some of his moves even though you were sure they made you look like a dork, Izuku thought you looked like a dancing queen. He almost forgot that other people could see him dancing because he felt so much more at ease dancing with you.

And then he saw some other people snickering at you… No doubt some of the jerks who thought that video of you was funny. He made sure to glare at them so they wouldn’t ruin your night. No. Nothing was going to ruin your night, he wasn’t going to allow it.

So he danced along with you so you didn’t see those jerks daring to laugh at you on your night. Even if it meant waving his arms about awkwardly and moving his feet off the beat of the song.

Dance, dance We're falling apart to halftime Dance, dance And these are the lives you love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me

Bakugo swore he wanted to laugh. You were never a good dancer, and it showed, especially when you were basically just making weird movements and mouthing the lyrics to the song. And yet that’s what made you who you were…?

He hated how fucking cute he thought it was, because you looked so fucking cute when you were being such an idiot, even in that dress you were fucking cute. And he fucking HATED how much Deku was smiling just dancing like an idiot with you. He was an even WORSE dancer. What the hell was that nerd doing? He looked so stupid...

Ha! He’ll show Deku a REAL dancer and take you away when this fucking song ends. Deku can’t seriously call that dancing, it was laughable and he couldn’t resist actually letting out a laugh when he outright copied you and had no rhythm whatsoever.

And he smirked when it seemed to catch the green-haired boy’s attention and he saw a look of mortification and fear on his expression. “I-It’s Kacchan…!” He whispered to you fearfully and you glanced his way to see Bakugo’s eyes widen slightly when you saw him. But then he scoffed and looked away like he wanted to ignore you.

“Forget about him Izuku…! Dance bro~!” Not wanting Bakugo to make him feel self-conscious you playfully bumped your hip against his as he jumped with a little yelp and blushed even harder. “Why don’t you show me a little bit of spine you’ve been saving for his mattress~?” You sang as you circled him a bit, giving him a little wink that made his heartbeat speed up.

He couldn’t stop now! He nodded to the rhythm so he could get back in it and tried to ignore how sexual the song sounded as you sang, “I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me~.” With a smirk you stuck out your finger, moving it towards you in a hook to lure Izuku in closer which gave him a new rush he had never felt before despite all of the nerves running through his body.

He closed in and forgot about the fact that he was being watched and smiled wide as you danced side by side with him, no longer paying attention to a mildly horrified Bakugo when he saw you giving Deku those looks and the fucking nerd actually reciprocated by going back to dance with you, moving his arms and hips in such a nerdy way it made him want to punch him in the face.

Dance, dance We're falling apart to halftime Dance, dance And these are the lives you love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me

“Work it (L/N)!!” Kirishima happily cheered you on while he was dancing, surprised and amazed to see you actually dancing and being so confident about it. At first it made you nervous, but he was cheering you on! And you saw Yaoyorozu, Ashido, Sero and even Kaminari and Jirou smiling and encouraging you to keep dancing along with everyone else you were with.

You did it, you danced your heart out with more of a confident, proud smile. You dance moves were awkward and weird as hell, but they were yours as you didn’t see the look on Bakugo’s face when he saw you just… moving around like some kind of weirdo. The weirdo he fucking loved…

You saw him looking that time, but instead of feeling self-conscious you smirked and shook your rump right at him and he cringed with an annoyed shout as he blushed heavily, “W-What the hell are you doing idiot?! Don’t shake your ass at me!!”

Who did you think you were?!

“I’m dancing Katsuki!” You cheerfully exclaimed as you swung your hips, twirling and going back to a shocked but amused Izuku as he tried to hold back the giggle that wanted to leave him when he saw Bakugo look so flustered. He’d never seen THAT before…

“Oh you think that’s funny Deku?!” And an infuriated Bakugo immediately yelled when he saw that damn nerd daring to laugh just a little bit. “N-No! Of course not…!” Izuku however, got scared and shook his head, but you didn’t want these two to fight at all so you grabbed Izuku’s hand to pull him towards you.

“Ignore him~.” You sang breezily as you spun around and smiled at him, and he couldn’t help but smile back at you as he had no choice but to ignore the angry Bakugo to keep on dancing with you. Yeah, he would ignore Bakugo, this was your dance, and this was his dance. And it was fun! Izuku couldn’t stop himself from grinning at how you smiled at him and the two of you danced together in your own quirky ways. It was liberating and he’s never felt so... free...

However, this just made Bakugo even madder the more he saw you and Deku just dancing like idiots…

How could you ask such a loser like him out?

Dance, dance Dance, dance Dance, dance Dance, dance

Doing a silly little spin as the song came to a close you were panting. Heavily. Like, you were seriously panting as if your body finally told you that you were moving WAY too much and now you were already a little bit tired. “WHOO!” You threw your fist up though, that’s only the first dance of the night and everyone looked positively exhilarated!

Even Izuku looked genuinely happy, his cheeks were flushed and he was panting like you were, just not as badly. He felt… he felt amazing…

“We did it… we did it!” You practically jumped and grinned widely, which flustered Izuku but he couldn’t help but smile with you, “W-We danced…!” He couldn’t believe it, he actually danced with a girl! He danced with you! He never thought he’d ever dance with you! Let alone dance at all…

“I know!! Ahhhh…! Wow it’s… exhausting…” Your excitement kind of deflated once you remembered you were wearing heels and how tired you were, which made Izuku giggle a little bit. But man those high heels didn’t look like they were entirely comfortable.

“Want to… take a break and just... stand around for a little bit? W-We can dance whenever you want to.” He was such a gentleman, already he was letting you take a break since he saw that you looked a bit winded and you smiled shyly at how sweet he was. “Yeah! I could stand to sit down… and have some punch… I’ll see you shortly okay?”

You chirped a little bit with a blush on your cheeks as he smiled and blushed, “Okay, take your time!” Izuku gave you a little wave as he watched you go and get your punch, and it gave him some time to talk to a surprised and impressed Iida, Aoyama and Todoroki. “Midoriya! Those were some… interesting moves out there, if I may be honest, I never took you for the dancing type.”

Iida was honest, not hurtful, but Izuku took no offense because he was extremely accurate, “O-Oh thanks! I’m… really not but… (Y/N) wanted to and I… thought it would be fun to do it with her and… it was.” He replied rather bashfully, something that his three friends could agree on. You made it look fun…

“So that’s what dancing is?” Todoroki was an even less experienced dancer, but he nonetheless thought the way you did it looked… fun? Embarrassing but fun, “Um… I think so. (Y/N) says that there’s no such thing as a bad dancer…” His friend answered his question, which made Todoroki blush ever so slightly when he imagined himself moving in such a way…

It looked oddly freeing, but he wasn’t sure if he had that kind of courage to do that… but if someone as shy as Midoriya and someone as awkward as you could do it, then he could too?

“She’s right~! And she looks gorgeous no?” Aoyama was the first to praise you on how pretty you looked, and Izuku blushed quite madly at his question that he very much agreed on. “V-Very…” He mumbled rather shyly as he almost couldn’t even look at you when he saw you smiling and waving at your friends.

“Powerful too. She’s such a shy little thing… but her confidence is sparkling brighter than the stars tonight~.” Aoyama almost sounded like he was proud of you. He’d been observing you in class, not in a creepy way or anything, but you were close to Izuku, his closest friend so he noticed you too. You were awkward and had no confidence in yourself, something the blonde could relate to and understand.

It made him want to reach out to you and be your friend, and he did! He liked to think that you and he were good friends since you were friendly to him and he was always polite to you. And he was so happy to see you and Izuku so happy together, you both deserved it.

“You know… you’re right…” Izuku saw what Aoyama was saying, and he was right. You WERE confident, much more than you had been in the past years that he had known you and he was so happy. You deserved to be happy and comfortable in your skin like you were tonight.

And he smiled at you as you were at the punch table and there was Shinsou manning the table to pour the drinks.

“Hey it’s you!” You perked up the second you saw the tired-looking boy who seemed rather surprised to see you… looking like that…

He was silent for a few seconds when he remembered how you looked before you suddenly turned into… this… Shinsou thought you were cute the way you looked earlier but… this was a really, really nice look on you too…

“O-Oh.” Did he really just stutter? Idiot! “Yeah it’s me, and it’s you�� dressed like Cinderella?” Shinsou patted himself on the back for regaining his composure so quickly, even smirking a bit as if to tease you a little bit.

You pouted a bit when he noted how different you looked all dressed up and dolled up, “Haha yeah, yeah… my pumpkin carriage is outside.” So you retorted with a snarky tone as he snickered, “I have a pumpkin carriage too, so I’m sure you saw it out there, you can’t miss it.” He remarked just as sarcastically as you laughed a little bit.

“No offense but I didn’t take you as the type who’d come to these things…?” You hoped that wasn’t rude, but Shinsou seemed like the kind of guy who was over all this stuff. Then again, so were you, but you had been secretly wanting it more than you thought so…

He didn’t seem offended though, “Oh I’m not… I’m just handing out the refreshments. Everyone else can dance but… I’m fine just being the drink guy.” Shinsou wasn’t one for dancing at all, he wasn’t shy to admit it because dancing was embarrassing and he wasn’t the type of guy to just get up and dance and embarrass himself like that. So, he was happy just behind this table and pouring you two drinks of punch as you thanked him.

“Let me guess, Kaminari also dragged you here?” However, you seemed to read him like a book since you were aware that he was good friends with Kaminari, “You got me.” Still, Shinsou smiled and raised his hands in defeat when you caught him. Kaminari DID drag him here, but Shinsou quickly took up the responsibility of handing out drinks and helping give away the snacks and plates so he didn’t have to actually dance or mingle much with anyone.

He didn’t really mind talking to you though, you kind of interested him. “Actually… I was kinda hoping I’d look a little more like Daenerys Targaryen.” You shrugged with a smile, and to your relief, Shinsou seemed to actually see it.

“Oh I see it now…” Guess he’s seen the show, given how he was kind of dressed down with smart black pants and a black shirt that said ‘I Drink and I Know Things’. HA! You loved it…

“Hee-hee, well thank you for this ‘wine’, and I will go back and dance once I feel feeling back in my feet.” You then thanked him once again for your punch as you waved at him, and he waved back with a little smile.

“Try not to burn the place down… Khaleesi.” Shinsou said an inside-joke since he’s actually seen the show and you grinned and gave him a thumbs-up and a nod. He called you Khaleesi!!

You nearly spun around happily, but you didn’t want to spill your punch or the punch you got for Izuku so you had to stay cool and not look like an idiot. Although there was a bit more of a spring to your step when you saw Izuku talking casually with Todoroki, Iida and Aoyama. Why and how did your friend make you feel so nervous? Oh right, because you actually really loved him, he was so sweet, but also really cute and actually really hot too. He had muscles now…

“Okay… I got this… I’m a Khaleesi…” You said to yourself confidently and quickly downed your entire cup of punch in three big gulps, still holding the other one for Izuku. Maybe you could surprise him…

“Hey idiot.” But you became the surprised one when you heard no one other than Bakugo’s voice over the music as you nearly jumped and spilled both the other full cup. “Damn you Katsuki! I’m holding punch!” You exclaimed, not angrily but slightly annoyed at least until you saw him actually… wearing a suit…

“Oh my God you’re wearing a suit…” Of course he wore no tie, but it was so weird seeing Bakugo up close in that suit, “Yeah?! Well you’re… wearing a dress!!” However, Bakugo had to yell at you, and apparently, he thought it was just as weird seeing you in a dress.

You weren’t offended though, dresses weren’t something you normally wore unless it was kind of dowdy, this definitely was the nicest thing you’ve probably worn in your entire life. “Well I DID choose the theme so… I think it’s obligatory I wear something that matches it.” You shrugged with a little smile as he scoffed. “Of course you chose this theme…” He knew what you liked, more than you thought he did so you were surprised.

Your grin grew as you shrugged your shoulders again, and you wanted to say something but you didn’t really know what to say. Katsuki wasn’t exactly the easiest guy to talk to, and plus it was still a little awkward for you too. On top of that, you needed to go give this punch to Izuku and you were going to but Bakugo wasn’t going to let you go so fast.

“Where are you going? Don’t you know it’s rude to just leave someone who’s talkin’ to ya?” He said somewhat roughly, and you gave him a look and a small smirk, “You’re one to talk about being rude.” You replied with 100 proof sass which irked him. “What’s that supposed to mean?!”

You snickered and tried not to laugh, sometimes Bakugo had no self-awareness. “Sorry… it’s just that I got punch to give and-.” Before you could finish your sentence, the cup in your hand suddenly disappeared as Bakugo just took it from you without even asking and gave it to the closest person near him, which was Kaminari.

“Thanks?” The confused electric blonde replied but Bakugo ignored him, and you just looked annoyed. “Hey!” Putting your hands on your hips you gave him a disapproving glare and dammit he couldn’t get enough of how you looked in that dress…

But you couldn’t really tell as you just sighed, this was just Bakugo being Bakugo and you were sure Shinsou would be nice enough to give you another cup, you just felt bad that Izuku’s punch was given to someone else. “Well look I’m gonna go-“

“Dance with me.”

He cut you off again as he outright asked you to dance with him, and you perked up a bit in shock. No way, you didn’t hear that right… you were certain you didn’t. “What?” So you asked again, but this irritated the already annoyed Bakugo as you swore you saw his cheeks flushing with vexation.

“I said dance with me Shitty Girl!” He raised his voice as he grew a little more flustered and you just grew even more shocked and confused. He was asking YOU to dance with him? Who was this?

The confused look on your face both infuriated him and kinda hurt him, mostly because he knew that the only reason you were so shocked is because he was always putting you down in the past. “Why… would you want to dance with me?” Your question hurt even more as your eyebrows furrowed, clearly you were skeptical and that stung even harder.

He growled as he made sure to mask his guilt with more anger and annoyance, “Who the hell cares why?! I just want to!” Bakugo didn’t want to shout at you, but he didn’t want to see you look at him all sad and confused anymore. He didn’t want to make you feel like that anymore.

Yet, you were still kind of confused because you could still remember what he said to you those years ago.

“I wouldn’t dance with you if you were the last girl on earth.”

The beat of your heart suddenly got louder in your ears, and you could feel it speeding up the more you looked at Bakugo with anxiety in your (E/C) eyes. “Um… uhhh…” You started to stutter again, dammit why did you have to start stuttering again of all times?! But to your surprise Bakugo remained almost patient even as you stuttered.

And yet still when you looked at him you could see that arrogant smirk he gave you when he called you gross and a dork. Oh no you were starting to sweat, even with your deodorant on you could feel it. You blinked your eyes and instead of that smug smile, Bakugo was still just looking right at you, almost concerned but mostly annoyed. He couldn’t believe it… he had you speechless, and not in a good way…

“Okay.”

You forced yourself though to say ‘yes’ to his demand, no. Bakugo was an asshole, he’s still an asshole but something about him changed a little bit. He wasn’t asking you just to embarrass you, he was honest to a fault so you believed that he did want to dance with you. You didn’t know why but he did, but it was flattering in an odd way. Besides, you couldn’t just avoid and ignore him forever, he was kind of your friend still. And part of you was still attracted to him, and you still cared about him despite everything.

“I’ll dance with you.” Still you tried to sound all cool, and you saw his arrogant smirk come back to him, but this time it wasn’t mocking you. “Good.” His smirk grew as he took your hand in his somewhat roughly, which sent blood rushing to your cheeks as he lead you to the dancefloor and you couldn’t help but smile.

“I’ll show you how to actually dance.” Bakugo never lost that arrogance, but this was him being weirdly nice to you as you found yourself on the dancefloor. With Bakugo. Katsuki Bakugo. Something you never really imagined. Well, you did imagine it once back in middle school before he crushed that, and yet you were here with him now.

You were going to dance with him.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bg59q4puhmg)

Hey, hey, You, you! I don't like your girlfriend No way, no way! I think you need a new one Hey, hey, You, you! I could be your girlfriend

Hey, hey, You, you! I know that you like me No way, no way! No, it’s not a secret Hey, hey, You, you! I want to be your girlfriend

“Oh my God it’s Avril!” You suddenly jumped a little bit when you heard another blast from the past as you tried not to squeal, and you blushed when you heard Bakugo snicker. “God you’re such a fucking dork…” He said that with affection? No true meanness when he called you a dork…

Instead of feeling sad, you actually smiled brightly at him. It was a late dream come true, he liked you for you and finally accept your flaws.

“Don’t flail your arms around like some kind of car commercial thing. Just get into the rhythm.” He advised you as he started to move to the rhythm of the song, and gestured you to follow his moves which made your eyes widen at how fast he was going and what kind of moves he was showing you.

The things he did with his legs, and how fast he could move his body, definitely took quite sometime to follow as your moves were extremely awkward at first but he was surprisingly patient with you even he was smirking and outright laughing at some of your more awkward attempts.

You're so fine, I want you mine You're so delicious I think about you all the time You're so addictive Don't you know what I can do To make you feel all right.

It wouldn’t happen overnight, but you were able to follow him even though you pouted everytime he laughed at you. Still, happiness and glee filled your beating heart when he did because he was being… actually kind of sweet as he actually smiled when you got it? He was smiling at you.

You were dancing with him, side to side and following the rhythm and beat of the song, bouncing and moving more fluidly and with more energy with a big smile on your face. You were dancing! And you were dancing good!

Good with him! You were dancing with Bakugo and you were starting to realize wow you were actually pretty good at this!

Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious And, hell yeah I'm the motherfuckin' princess I can tell you like me too And you know I'm right

Bakugo couldn’t hide his pride, he didn’t really enjoy dancing but he was good at it and knew how to do it really good. He’d be good at anything he tried even if he didn’t want to try it. And his pride swelled when he could see and hear his awed classmates when they saw him dancing with you, and you dancing good because of him.

“She's like so, whatever, You could do so much better~.” Although you wouldn’t ever stop singing or mouthing the lyrics to songs you loved even as you danced. Bakugo rolled his eyes when he saw you mouthing the words, but his smile-smirk didn’t leave his lips. “I think we should get together now. And that's what everyone's talkin' about~!”

His thoughts exactly. They might have belonged to a song, but this should show Deku that he was better than him, and that he would win you over.

Hey, hey, You, you! I don't like your girlfriend No way, no way! I think you need a new one Hey, hey, You, you! I could be your girlfriend

Izuku was almost distracted as he was talking to Iida, Todoroki and Aoyama, at least until Todoroki noticed that you were dancing with Bakugo. A lot better too for that matter, you seemed more in tune with the song. He felt like maybe he shouldn’t tell Izuku because… it felt kind of wrong and he was almost worried that it would make him sad to see his date dancing with his rival.

However, Uraraka was ready to approach Izuku so she can say ‘hi’ and see what her friends were talking about, but then like Todoroki, she saw you dancing with Bakugo and she gasped in horror… what was he doing?! Didn’t he know that you were here with Izuku?!

Oh she couldn’t let that happen, sure you asked Izuku but you were both her friends, and she wasn’t going to let you guys have your nights ruined because of Bakugo. “Deku!” She didn’t want to look angry though so she looked as cheerful as always as he perked up upon seeing his good friend.

“Uraraka! Hi there.” He greeted her with a sweet smile that made her cheeks warm and her smile turned shy. She wished she asked him out before, but it was too late and she was at least happy he was here with you. And that’s why she needed to make sure he had a good dance!

“Hi…” Damn, she wanted to tell him straight-up that Bakugo was dancing with you, but his smile looked so happy she couldn’t just bluntly tell him that now. “Midoriya… it looks like Bakugo is dancing with (Y/N).” Thankfully Aoyama had no problem being blunt as he pointed at you dancing with his rival…

Hey, hey, You, you! I know that you like me No way, no way! No, it’s not a secret Hey, hey, You, you! I want to be your girlfriend

Izuku didn’t mean to gasp so loud as his green eyes widened once he saw you dancing with Bakugo and smiling so brightly that he nearly teared up. That’s right… he always thought you had a crush on Bakugo. Any joy he had slowly started to drain when he saw his rival dancing beside you, smiling too…

He’s never seen him smile like that, and he’s never seen you smile like that…

His friends saw how shocked and hurt he looked, and they couldn’t help but frown when they could practically feel his sadness.

“You gotta go get her Deku! She was having fun with you too on the dancefloor! If not more!” Uraraka had to perk him up, so she spoke first, followed by a determined Aoyama, “She’s right! You came here with (Y/N), you will dance here with her.” His voice was soft, but his tone was encouraging.

“Exactly! Bakugo is playing a dirty game. I normally don’t condone such silly games, but a man trying to take away another man’s dancing partner is just despicable. I believe in you Midoriya.” Even Iida was trying to encourage Izuku to go and win you back because while the romantic aspects went over his head, he knew how much Izuku valued you as a dear friend and he knew that Bakugo liked to do things just to spite him sometimes.

“Go get her Midoriya. Don’t let Bakugo win, she asked you out didn’t she? Show her why.” Todoroki was surprisingly more aware of his feelings for you, and Izuku told them that you had asked him out. And frankly Todoroki could see why, Izuku was a nice guy and he was glad that you did. So… he needed to encourage his friend to go get you back.

In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in? He's so stupid What the hell were you thinkin'?

Izuku tried not to tear up at how supportive his friends were being, and how much their words touched his heart. That’s right, you DID ask him out, and he knew Bakugo was just trying to take you away because NOW he decided to be nice to you? When he himself has been nice to you from the beginning? That was messed up…

Sure Izuku was glad that Bakugo was treating you better now because you deserved to be treated with respect, but Izuku knew from the beginning that his rival wasn’t even all that interested in you. Why the sudden change of heart he had no idea.

He didn’t blame you for having a crush on Bakugo, after all he was amazing, but Izuku wasn’t going to let him win. After all, he could do better than him now.

He could treat you better AND dance with you better.

In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in? He's so stupid What the hell were you thinkin'?!

However, Bakugo nearly forgot that Deku existed as he danced with you and watched you throw your fist in the air and jumped in rhythm with the song and having the time of your life as he smirked at you the entire time and danced right beside you. Energetic yet powerful with his fluid, aggressive moves.

Although he did make sure to glare at others who dared to snicker at you because of the video, but you didn’t care at all about them anymore and he fucking loved it. Those assholes clearly didn’t know what a real woman was.

He was partially ashamed to say that he didn’t either but he was grown up and knew better now. And Bakugo’s also secretly always known that you liked you, he wasn’t oblivious. He was cruel to you so… that needed to change. Because… he’s come to realize that he’s always liked you too. It was one of the many reasons he was always extra mean to Deku.

After all, Bakugo was better than him, so he couldn’t help but wonder what were you thinking asking Deku out? That didn’t matter now at the moment though, you were dancing with HIM now and you were awesome. He was awesome.

Hey, hey! You, you! I don't like your girlfriend! No way, no way! I think you need a new one

“Hey!” Izuku had to raise his voice over the music which caught your attention as you perked up from where you were dancing and your (E/C) eyes widened with excitement while Bakugo’s pride and excitement was suddenly shot the second he was met with the nerd’s face…

“Izuku!”

“Deku?!”

You excitedly called his name but Bakugo was much less pleased to see him, “Mind if I dance with you both?” As much as Izuku wanted to kind of get Bakugo to back off, he didn’t want to get into some kind of fight because he wouldn’t do that in front of you.

“Sure!” And you happily nodded at the thought, although this just pissed off Bakugo, “No! Go dance with your friends or something and get lost you nerd!” He didn’t change that much, to Bakugo, Izuku was still a nerd. And on top of that, he saw what he was doing, well he wasn’t going to let him take you away.

Izuku was well aware that Bakugo wasn’t going to give you up so easily, but he wasn’t afraid of him right now. You were HIS date, he wasn’t possessive about it but Bakugo couldn’t do that. He couldn’t take you away when you asked HIM out first!

“But I was dancing with (Y/N). She asked me out after all.” He replied to him assertively and showed no traces of backing down which just further irritated Bakugo. This little nerd definitely had more spunk than he did back then.

“I did ask him out…” Then you couldn’t deny that, nor would you as you smiled at Izuku, although you were starting to get nervous that your guy-friends were going to get in some kind of kerfuffle. They always did…

Hey, hey You, you I could be your girlfriend

“Yeah? Well in case you missed it Deku, I’m the better dancer. Didn’t you see us? That’s how you dance you loser! Instead of this…” Bakugo had to drive the nail in by imitating Izuku’s… admittedly corny dancing by mocking the way he would move his arms and shake them in the air like he was trying to fight with someone and then moving his feet off the song’s rhythm.

“I mean what the hell is that?”

He asked him snidely as Izuku couldn’t help but blush over as he looked quite embarrassed to have his awkward moves mocked by his rival. “Hey… I dance like that too!” You couldn’t let Bakugo mock Izuku like that though. Teasing someone about being a bad dancer was one thing, being a jerk about it was another.

“The difference is (Y/N)… you’re better at dancing than I am.” Izuku had the grace to admit that with a bashful smile. Poor sweet boy was too modest for his own good. “There’s no such thing as good or bad dancing dude.” So you reassured him but Bakugo rolled his eyes. Why were you so nice to Deku?

“Ha! You’re too nice to this nerd (Y/N)… I’ll show you who’s the better dancer, you hear me?” Bakugo’s smirk KINDA unnerved you and you were wondering why was he making such a big deal out of this? “Why?”

“Why?! Well why did you ask Deku out?! Seriously?! Deku?!” There it was, he finally asked you outloud but it didn’t really please you as you put your hands on your hips.

No way, no way~

“How about? Because I’ve got my own damn agency and I can ask whoever the hell I want out to a dance?” You said it plain and simple and that little bit of sass and assertiveness just KINDA surprised him since he’s mostly seen your meek side but he saw your confidence at the mall so it still surprised him to see it directed at him.

However he growled when the fucking nerd had the gall to cross his arms and nod in agreement with you, even though Bakugo REALLY couldn’t say anything against that. You DID have your own agency and COULD ask whoever you wanted out.

“C’mon (Y/N)… Deku can’t dance for shit! If you’re going to dance with someone, it should at least be with someone who CAN dance!” Still he wasn’t going to lose you so willingly, and then finally you picked up on it. He was JEALOUS…

Your eyes went SLIGHTLY wide at the thought and you ALMOST snickered. No way, this wasn’t happening, you looked over at Izuku who wasn’t yielding to Bakugo’s insults, “Actually I CAN Kacchan. Yes, I’m not the best, but it doesn’t mean I can’t, and I’m not going to be on the sidelines. I’m dancing with (Y/N).” He stood his ground and you found yourself in the middle, and smiling more than you should have.

“Okay, okay… you guys are getting outta hand here, you men… always competing over whose is bigger.” You snickered and laughed when the two boys blushed quite madly at your remark, “The only way I’m going to stay interested in this is if I get involved… let’s just dance together all right? Can we do that?” As flattered as you were, and happy, you didn’t want your friends to fight as you had to place peacekeeper until one of them gets stupid.

Hey, hey! You, you! I know that you like me

The two boys looked at you, Izuku looked concerned and mildly conflicted (because of Bakugo) but Bakugo just looked irritated. If there’s one thing they could agree on, it’s that neither of them wanted to just ruin this dance for you. So they reluctantly nodded.

“Of course (Y/N).”

“Fine…”

Izuku and Bakugo respectively mumbled as you smiled and twirled around happily, “All riiiight now it’s a dance~. C’mon boys~.” You beamed with the brightest smile they’ve ever seen on you as Izuku warmly blushed with a coy grin and Bakugo scoffed as heat dusted his cheeks. They could just dance with you, sure they could be civil…

No way, no way! No, it's not a secret Hey, hey! You, you! I want to be your girlfriend They couldn’t be civil. Pretty soon while you were having fun dancing with Izuku, you also switched over to Bakugo to dance with him too as everyone else started dancing in tune with the ridiculously catchy song and when it was Izuku’s turn to dance with you. He couldn’t take it anymore, he hated how the nerd was over the moon dancing like an idiot with you, shaking his arms as you performed the same moves with an equally big smile.

Once your backs were turned for just a moment, the ash-blonde smirked as once it was his turn, he roughly shoved the green-haired boy onto someone who was carrying punch.

You couldn’t hear Izuku gasp in shock as he stared down at his soiled suit that had sticky, red liquid spreading all over the white and seeping into his skin and getting him dirty. His suit, it was ruined...

Ohhh Bakugo was going to pay…

Izuku wasn’t the type to get back at someone but his mom brought him this suit, and he wore this for you and YOUR night…

No way, no way~!

As you danced with Bakugo side by side and following his lead, you noticed the rest of the Bakusquad joining to follow in a group dance and it was so fucking fun. “You got this (Y/N)!” Ashido exclaimed happily as she bumped her hip with yours as you couldn’t help but scream with excitement.

“Thanks girl~!” You shouted a bit louder than normal because you were so happy that it rubbed off on the other energetic boys. “Way to dance (L/N)!”

“Kick Ass!!”

“Mother of Dragons in the house~!”

Kirishima, Kaminari and Sero were so sweet, you were glad that Bakugo was kind enough to let them dance with you, although he made sure to stay beside you while you both danced. And he moved a little closer, still moving his body as your smile didn’t fade but your cheeks started to darken at how close he got.

He definitely changed from the little asshole he used to be. Well, still WAS an asshole but he clearly had more respect for you now and seemed to really care about you as it showed when his eyes turned a bit gentler as his smirk turned into a softer smile.

Hey, Hey! You, You! I don't like your girlfriend! No way, no way! I think you need a new one!

Trembling as he stared at the damage done on his punch-stained shirt, Izuku took in a shaking breath, eyes widening with a new kind of fury when he saw the way Bakugo moved in so close to you. So much for agreeing to be civil. That was it, he’s let Bakugo get away with plenty of shit before but not this time!

“Deku!” He turned his head sharply when he heard no one other than Uraraka call out to him, and she was with Iida, Todoroki and Aoyama, each of them looking both sympathetic and kind of upset when they saw his shirt. No doubt because of Bakugo.

“We’ll help you.” Was all Todoroki had to say to his poor friend as he looked at the stain on his shirt, “Ruining a shirt on top of taking your dancing partner?! Of course we’ll help!” Iida was of course pissed when he saw that Izuku’s shirt was ruined at how Bakugo stole you from him.

“Oui! This cannot be ignored, come mon ami.” Aoyama sounded more determined than before as Izuku nodded with a somewhat angered look because they were right. “Right!” He exclaimed as he sped-walked over to you and Bakugo. This was it.

Hey, hey! You, you! I could be your girlfriend No way, no way!

As Bakugo stood by you so close, you began to feel a bit of a discomfort stirring within you. This didn’t feel right, and then you remembered you had to dance with Izuku too, you weren’t going to just ditch him. That’d be a really shitty thing to do.

However, you perked up when Bakugo suddenly let out a surprised shout as Todoroki ‘accidentally’ bumped into Bakugo, “Sorry.” The dual-haired boy said to the extra-irritated blonde, “What the hell Icyhot?! Watch where you’re going!!” He screamed angrily at his classmate as you snickered a bit, only to gasp when you saw Izuku move in closer to you.

“Hey (Y/N)!” He was smiling brightly at you even though all you saw was the stain on his shirt, “Izuku your shirt!” You cringed a bit at how bad it looked and how uncomfortable that must have been for your poor friend but he pretended like it was all okay.

“It’s okay! Don’t worry about it, I want to dance with you.” He rushed his words as he offered his hand to you as you looked VERY surprised by this as you felt yourself blushing but it was fair, you smiled widely and nodded and you squeaked a bit when you took his hand and let him lead you away rather quickly and rather far away from Bakugo...

Hey, hey! You, you! I know that you like me No way, no way! No, it's not a secret

“Just shut up already!” Bakugo continued to shout at Todoroki, who was trying to stall for Izuku until he successfully whisked you away a little bit further as the ash-blonde perked up when he saw you weren’t there. And his red eyes widened and he started to vibrate with rage when he realized that Izuku took you away.

On purpose! That little fucker did this on purpose!

He so did, Izuku almost felt bad for resorting to this kind of deception but after Bakugo ruined his shirt and tried to take you away because YOU asked HIM first, he couldn’t just let him push him around anymore. He wanted to have a good time with you and he was!

The music and your smile was giving him motivation to dance how he wanted with you, and he showed off some better moves that he learned from All-Might as you burst into laughter. Not mocking you were just happy to see your shy friend cut loose and dance!

Hey, hey! You, you! I want to be your girlfriend No way, no way!

“Work it Zuku~!!” You loudly cheered him on as he waved his arms and his legs in a fairly impressive and fluid manner as he no longer felt so timid to do it. And his newfound confidence rubbed off on you as you bow-and-arrowed and did the Paul Rudd dance much to Izuku’s great amusement as he couldn’t stop himself from laughing in glee.

You truly were the cutest and most amazing girl he’s ever seen in his life and he was so happy as he twirled you around right as the song ended, “Hey hey~!” You cheered as you jumped and threw your fist in the air, and Izuku couldn’t help but do the same, pumping his fist triumphantly (just like Avril) and throwing it up in the air as you hugged his arm.

He had you now.

Meanwhile…

Bakugo growled viciously when he saw AND heard Izuku laughing and dancing with you when that was supposed to be HIM dancing with you! Damn nerd! And on top of that he saw the way stupid Iida, Uraraka and Aoyama were more or less keeping their eye on him.

“Bakugo as Class Rep I can’t-“ Iida attempted to stop him when Bakugo marched his way towards you and Izuku but the blonde rudely bumped shoulders with him. “Back off Four Eyes!” He shouted at his appalled classmate and it was just Aoyama and Uraraka.

“Don’t even think about it!” Uraraka stood her ground and Aoyama was backing her up as they both crossed their arms. “Leave them alone please.”

Annoyed and unwilling to deal with them, Bakugo let out a snarl as he raised his fist threateningly at the two which made them both flinch and reluctantly back off and their angry classmate passed right through them both.

This didn’t go unnoticed by other classmates as Tsuyu, Tokoyami, Ojiro and Jirou saw and looked on in disappointment as Shinsou shook his head at what was going on between you and those two idiots. Pretty soon both Bakugo AND Midoriya were going the ruin the whole night for you…

“That’s it…”

TO BE CONTINUED...

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ikindayouknow · 5 years

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make sure to keep my distance (say i love you when you're not listening)

i wrote a redky fic!! because best friends to lovers is something i will never achieve so i must write it into existance!

word count: 3329

pairing: ricky bowen x big red

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21774409

or you can also read it under the cut here! enjoy!

“Alexa, start the song over again,” Red sighed, stepping back into the corner of his room and trying the routine again. But each time he would try the routine again, he’d mess something up, get frustrated, and kick another pillow off of his bed.

He eventually collapsed on one of his chairs, his heart racing and his feet hurting. Maybe if he watched videos of other people dancing, it would help him. He pulled out his phone and did a quick search. But as he got partway through the video, he got a text.

ricky: my dad is asking me too many fashion questions, i’m coming over

Red sighed again, sending a quick reply back. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Ricky to come over, no. It was generally the opposite of that, actually. Ricky was one of the things that made him happy in life; he’d always be there when things got hard, and he made Red laugh harder than anyone he’d ever met. Deep down, he knew why he was trying not to let his worries show. He really hoped he was hiding them well enough.

Ricky bounded down the stairs to Red’s basement, dropping his bag on the floor and collapsing onto the bed.

“You know I’m the one that actually lives here, right?” Red reminded him, taking his bag and pushing it aside.

Ricky smiled sheepishly, sitting up. “I know. But I half live here.”

Red rolled his eyes, taking a seat on the ground. “So you got tired of fashion advice?”

“Don’t remind me,” Ricky groaned, “he put on, like, four thousand different shirts and asked me which one was best to go bowling in.”

Red chuckled. “So what did you tell him?”

“I told him that you needed help with picking an outfit for homecoming, grabbed some suits, stuffed them in a bag, and skateboarded over here.”

“You’re an idiot,” Red mumbled, shaking his head, “I would never need fashion advice.”

“Sure, okay,” Ricky laughed, “you wearing all gray to middle school spring fling was a great choice. What did you call it? A fancy groutfit?”

Red threw a pillow at him in defense. “That was middle school! Decades ago, dude. Besides, I still have a nice suit that my nana got for me last Christmas.”

“Alright then, let’s see it,” Ricky said, waving his hand in the air, “I wanna see a twirl and a full dance routine in costume!”

Red laughed, sifting through his closet to find the suit. He pulled it out and showed it to Ricky.

Ricky looked the suit up and down. Then he looked at Red and then back at the suit. “And you think that this suit is going to fit you.”

“Definitely.”

“Definitely not,” Red groaned, stepping out of the bathroom. The end of the jacket came up to the middle of his forearms, and his pants were so tight that he worried that if he sat down, they would disintegrate.

Ricky tried to contain his laughter, coming up behind his friend as they looked in the mirror. “Did your suit shrink in the washer?”

“Haha, very funny,” Red muttered, taking off his jacket, “now I have nothing to wear to homecoming tonight.”

Ricky lit up, puffing out his chest. “Well it’s your lucky day, because I happen to have two suits with me,” he said, opening up his bag and pulling one out, “It might be a little bit big but it’s what I’ve got. Here.”

Red took the suit from Ricky, holding it as if it were a precious artifact. “Thank you,” he said, folding it over his arm, “so long as you’re doing favors, I have another one to ask you.”

“Shoot,” Ricky said, sitting back down on Red’s bed.

“I...I don’t know how to dance,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand, “I mean, like I...don’t know how to slow dance.” He felt his mouth go dry and he could hear his ears ringing.

Ricky got up from where he was sitting. “It’s easy! You just kind of,” he paused, taking random slow steps around the room and then shrugging, “you know?”

Red laughed nervously. “I don’t know, actually, that’s why I’m asking you if you’d...if you’d show me.”

“Sure man,” Ricky agreed, “you wanna impress some girl by knowing how to lead tonight?”

Red’s smile faltered a little. “Yeah...something like that. Let me just change out of these pants first.”

Ricky chuckled. “No, no stay in them, I’m sure the girls would love it.”

Red rolled his eyes, his cheeks flushed as he grabbed a pair of sweats and a t-shirt from his closet and headed into the bathroom to change.

“Are you ready?” Ricky asked, starting the music from his phone.

“As I’ll ever be,” Red replied, standing on the carpet. Ricky in front of him. With the light coming from the window, parts of Ricky’s curls were glistening, and looked almost magical. Red blinked a few times, trying to look anywhere but Ricky.

“Alright so basically your hands go here,” Ricky started, taking Red’s hands and putting them on his waist, “and I, as the girl, put my hands here,” he said, putting his hands on Red’s shoulders, “although, the girl is usually shorter.”

Red smiled weakly, feeling his whole body heating up from the contact. “Now what?”

“It’s very simple, you just kind of sway, feel the music,” Ricky started, taking small steps from side to side and watching as Red followed, “yeah you got it.”

Red looked up at Ricky at that moment, watching his smile widen. “Really?” Just in that moment, Red stepped on Ricky’s foot, causing the other boy to wince a little.

“Almost,” Ricky said, smiling sympathetically, “I mean, at some point you’ll probably be close enough to the other person to where you’re just leaning against their chest and swaying.”

“That seems like I’ll just step on their feet more,” Red said, puzzled.

“You don’t really take steps at that point. Your feet are basically on the ground. Here, let me show you,” he said, stepping forward. Red tentatively leaned his head on his friend’s shoulder, letting himself sway from side to side. He could feel his heart hammering away in his chest, and he wondered if Ricky could feel it too.

“L-like this?” Red eventually piped up, after which Ricky nodded and stepped back, pausing the music.

“Yeah, just like that. And girls love it when you rest your chin on top of their head. Nini always loved that.”

And just like that, Red felt himself deflate internally. He tried to keep his smile up and to maintain his posture; he really hoped it didn’t show.

“Oh.”

“Do you think she’s going with EJ tonight?” Ricky asked, clasping his hands together.

Red shrugged, looking down at the ground. “Dunno.”

Ricky straightened up, clearing his throat. “Not gonna take a chance to not look my best,” he mumbled, heading towards the bathroom and sifting through the cabinet, “do you still have the hair gel?”

“Yeah, it’s towards the right,” Red replied, taking off his jacket and loosening his tie.

Ricky mumbled something in response, closing the cabinet drawer. “I’ll just get changed and then we can go?”

“Sure, that’s fine,” Red said softly, playing with the hem of the jacket. All of a sudden he didn’t really want to go to the dance.

“Do you think she’s in there?” Ricky asked, as he stood in line, rocking back on his heels.

Red shrugged, peering into the gym, only to see flashing lights and a bunch of people he’d only passed in the hallways on the way to his classes. “Can’t tell.”

The two of them made their way to the front of the check in line, and then were allowed to enter the gym.

“I’m gonna go look for Nini!” Ricky yelled over the music, disappearing into a group of people before Red could even reply.

Red headed towards the punch bowl, poured himself a glass, and took a seat down at one of the tables that wasn’t crowded with mushy couples.

“Why so glum, sugarplum?” Ashlyn asked, sitting down beside Red and gazing into the large crowd of people.

Red perked up upon hearing her voice, and quickly threw on a smile. “Oh, I’m fine,” he said, “everything is good.”

Ashlyn sighed, pursing her lips together. “Can I tell you a story?” Red nodded.

“I wanted to ask this girl to the dance last year. We’re friends, and I liked her, but I didn’t end up asking her.”

Red groaned, putting his head down on the table. “Ashlyn-”

“Hold on,” she cut him off, “a few months later I found out that she had gotten a boyfriend. And of course I was happy for her, but inside I was really upset. I tried to push my feelings away, but at some point, I realized that it was taking a toll on me, physically and mentally. So I told her.”

Red glanced up at her. “And?”

“She said that she was flattered but that she didn’t feel the same way,” Ashlyn started, “but! I felt so much better after I told her, because I didn’t have this heavy weight on my chest, as cliche as it sounds.”

Red cracked a smile, taking a sip of his punch. “Cool story, bro, tell it again.”

Ashlyn punched his arm lightly. “What I’m saying is, if there’s something you’re keeping inside, it’s probably doing you more harm than good.”

Red hesitated, biting down on his lower lip. “But what if he says no?”

Ashlyn shrugged. “Then you tell yourself that it’s his loss, and you move on. Give yourself a little space, and give him some space too. Ricky’s not that good with feelings.”

Red frowned. “How’d you know it was Ricky?”

Ashlyn put a hand on Red’s. “I had a hunch. Go get your mans.”

Red downed the rest of his punch, tossed the cup in the garbage, and straightened out his tie. The song that was playing was relatively slow, so Red saw this as his chance. He pushed past several crowds of people before he saw him. But once he did see him, he took a step back and almost knocked over a couple that was dancing.

It couldn’t be. Ricky wouldn’t be talking to Gina. Both of them leaning against the wall, both of them laughing? He could feel his insides twisting and his eyes burning from the fresh tears that were forming. Saying a few ‘sorrys’ as he squeezed past people, he found himself back at the same table.

Ashlyn came up behind him, seemingly out of nowhere. “So, how’d it go?”

“It didn’t,” he mumbled, swallowing, “he’s with Gina.”

Ashlyn scoffed. “I’m sure he was just intimidated into talking to her.”

“Sure,” Red replied, “if by ‘intimidated’ you mean they were both talking and laughing and having a good time, then yeah.”

Ashlyn frowned, giving his shoulder a pat. “Well you drove him here, didn’t you? You’ll get to talk to him eventually.”

“I think I’m just gonna head home early,” he said, “I don’t think I have anything else left in me.”

“C’mon, just one last dance? For me?” Ashlyn asked, extending her hand out.

Red shrugged, getting up and taking her hand as they made their way onto the floor. “I guess.”

While the song was upbeat, Red felt like he was just being jostled around in a group of people. He couldn’t hear the music over his own thoughts jumbling around in his head. Partway through the song, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket, and nearly fell.

ricky: hey i gotta take someone home so i’ll take your car. i promise it’ll only take like 10 mins max. thanks dude!

Ashlyn looked over at Red, who looked like he would faint at any moment. “Woah, are you okay?”

Red just shook his head. “Do you think I could get a ride home?”

Ashlyn’s expression grew more concerned. “Didn’t you drive here?”

Red nodded, taking Ashlyn’s hand and heading towards the outskirts of the gym. “Long story. Ricky took it to drive someone home.”

Ashlyn’s mouth hung open. “What? Didn’t he ask permission first?”

Red put a hand up. “It’s fine, I don’t care. Do you think you could take me home?”

“Of course, c’mon let’s go.”

The ride back was quiet, save for the music that Ashlyn put on in the car. Red had never been more grateful; he did not feel like diving into what happened, because he knew that the moment he did, he’d break.

“This one’s mine,” he piped up as they pulled up to his house, “thank you again for driving me.”

Ashlyn reached across and gave him a hug. “Take care of yourself, okay? Call me if you need anything.”

Red nodded, stepping out of the car and waving to her as she drove away. Going inside, he headed straight for his basement and flopped onto the bed. So much had happened; he could feel all his emotions bubbling at the surface. Instead of facing them head on healthily, he chose to just take off his suit, change into his most comfortable pajamas, and curled up in his bed with a Hallmark movie.

Only when he realized he was crying when the characters were talking about clothes did he realize how much the whole situation had affected him.

“Look, I should really get going,” Ricky said, almost wanting to usher Gina out of his car, “I promised Red I’d only be a little while.”

Gina smiled softly, leaning over and giving Ricky a kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight, Ricky,” she whispered, getting out of the car and heading inside. Ricky sat there for a little while, trying to comprehend what happened, before a text came through his phone.

ashlyn: i took red home, so don’t worry about picking him up. talk to him.

He frowned, swiping the notification away. Backing the car out of the driveway, he made the quickest trip to Big Red’s house, without pushing the speed limit too far.

As the movie started to wind down, Red heard the door to the basement open and then close.

“I’ll go to bed soon, I promise.”

“It’s not your dad,” Ricky said, coming down the stairs slowly, still in his suit.

“What are you doing here?” Red asked, voice raspy.

Ricky held up the car keys. “I, uh, needed to return your car. Sorry for not coming to pick you up.”

“It’s fine,” Red said, all too quickly, “I got a ride here.”

“Right.”

Silence fell over them, and not the comfortable kind where they would scroll on their phones and only move to show each other memes.

“Did I...did I do something?” Ricky asked quietly.

“What do you mean?”

Ricky sighed. “I don’t know, I just feel like...things feel weird. Different.”

Red shrugged, pausing the movie. “I don’t know, I guess...I felt kind of upset when you left me. For Gina of all people.”

Ricky’s brows shot up. “What?”

“I saw you guys talking tonight.”

“Oh.”

“Are you guys, like, friends?” Red asked, staring at the floor.

Ricky shrugged. “I dunno. She invited me to the skatepark tomorrow, and she said she’d show me this really cool trick.”

Red glanced up at him; he could see how excited Ricky was getting over this. “That sounds fun.”

Ricky nodded. “You can come if you want to.”

Red shook his head. “Nah, that’s, uh, that’s fine,” he rasped, rubbing his nose, “I wouldn’t wanna intrude.”

“It’s not like, a date or anything,” Ricky replied, laughing halfheartedly.

Red shrugged. “Isn’t it though? Just you two? Alone?”

“It’s not a date it’s just...we’re just hanging out.”

“Okay.”

Ricky frowned, taking a step closer to Red. “Why are you mad at me?”

Red scoffed, trying to conceal his tears. “I’m not mad! I just...it’s nothing.”

“Dude, it’s clearly not nothing.”

Red threw his hands up in the air. “Wow! Ricky finally understands a human emotion for once! Hooray for him,” he practically spat, crossing his arms.

“What’s gotten into you? Why are you acting like this?”

“Because, dammit, I like-” Red shouted, clamping his mouth shut suddenly. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten so close to admitting his feelings.

“You like…?” Ricky huffed, waiting for an answer.

At that moment, Red felt all his emotions and adrenaline bubbling over; he marched over to Ricky, cupped his face in his hands, and planted a kiss on his lips.

Ricky shut his eyes for a second, and then his jaw dropped. “Oh.”

Red almost laughed. “Yeah, oh,” he took a step back, the magnitude of what he’d done beginning to set in, “look, I just...sorry. I didn’t mean to, uh…”

“Kiss me?” Ricky finished for him, a small smile on his face.

“...yeah,” Red mumbled, looking down at the ground, “you don’t have to stay here, uh, I just...sorry, this is weird. Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Ricky assured him, “what do you have to be sorry for?”

Red looked up; that was a stupid question. “Uh...for kissing you? Knowing that you don’t like me?”

Ricky smiled bashfully. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel something for you. I’m not totally sure what it is but...it’s something. And I’d say that’s a pretty good start.”

Red just blinked, hearing nothing but screaming in his head. “What?”

Ricky laughed softly, fiddling with his fingers. “You make me feel some type of way. And...if you’re willing to be patient with me then...I’d like to try this. To try us.”

Us. Red felt like he needed to pinch himself and wake himself up from a dream, because there was no way that this was actually happening. “Yes! I mean, uh, yeah, yeah that would be cool. Slow is cool.”

Ricky laughed again, in a way that made Red’s stomach flip. “In that case, I was wondering if I could have this dance?”

Red blinked again. “You want to dance here in my basement with no music?”

Ricky shook his head, pulling out his phone from his pocket. “There’s obviously going to be music, dumbass,” he said, shuffling his spotify playlist of love songs, “may I have this dance?”

Red tried not to let all his excitement show, so he just nodded. Stepping forward, he placed his hands on top of Ricky’s shoulders and Ricky allowed his hands to rest around Red’s waist.

“You’re good at this,” Ricky said after a few beats.

Red smiled, glancing up at him. “Must be because I had a great teacher.”

At that, Ricky blushed a little, looking down at his feet. “Aww.”

Red leaned forward, putting his head on Ricky’s shoulder, except this time, it didn’t feel like a bundle of nerves. It felt comforting; it felt like home.

“I’m sorry about leaving with your car,” Ricky whispered after a few more beats.

“Don’t worry about it,” Red assured him, stepping back after the song faded out, “this makes it all worth it.”

Ricky smiled, until his phone vibrated in his pocket. “Dad says to come back home. I technically promised him I’d be back an hour ago.”

“Go then,” Red said, smiling, and lightly nudged Ricky towards the staircase.

Ricky started towards the stairs, and then turned around quickly. “Do you have any plans after rehearsal tomorrow?”

“No, why?”

“There’s this really good breakfast place that my mom and I used to go to when I was little. They have the best pancakes, and if you go after six, they’re half off. Wanna go?”

Red smiled so hard his eyes crinkled. “Yeah, totally!”

“Cool, then it’s a date. See you!” Ricky shouted as he headed up the stairs.

Red decided in that moment that he wouldn’t mind paying double for pancakes if it meant a date with his best friend.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts fic #redky #redky fic #my fics #big red #ricky bowen #big red x ricky

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hanupboy · 5 years

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Falling for you

Pairing: Jisung x Reader

Genre: fluffy fluff, it’s really sappy lmao

Words: 3.6k

First date AU

A/N: can anyone tell how whipped i am for this boy? skjadkas god, writing for him was SO hard, i actually wanna die dsjkas but,,, anyways,, enjoy my sap i guess uwu

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Falling for Han Jisung was the best thing that ever happened to you. Stealing glances at him whenever he passed you in the hallways made your heart flutter. Seeing him in one of your shared classes improved every single one of your days. Occasionally being teamed up on a project made you question how one person could possibly be this lucky. Even just thinking about him made you feel so many things, you didn’t believe you could be any happier. That was until one of his friends, Hwang Hyunjin, who dated one of your close friends, told you to meet him after school.

But of course it wasn’t Hyunjin who wanted to see you. In front of you a nervous Jisung was standing, with red cheeks and a heart beating as fast as your own. Seeing him fiddle with his fingers made you visibly swoon, observing him for a bit, trying to calm your heart before you talked to him.

Pressing your back to the wall to hide your presence, you caught his shaky voice speaking words of encouragement to himself. “Come on, Han Jisung! You can do this. You’re great, you’re handsome. You totally got this, bro. You’re not nervous at all.” He blew some of his hot breath on his freezing hands, creating a white cloud doing so, before stuffing them in the pockets of his oversized hoodie. He looked around like a lost puppy, scanning the area for a sign of you. “Wait, did she stand me up? Why would you do this to me, Y/N?” he whined, dragging your name out cutely.

“Do what to you?” you giggled, finally walking up to him. Jisung looked like a deer caught in headlights, “Y/N, hey! Nothing, I was just- wait. How long have you been here already? Did you hear.. anything?” “Hear anything? No, of course not.” you saw him visibly relax upon hearing this. “Except for you being great, and handsome, and totally not nervous at all.” you added, making Jisung cringe in front of you. “Oh god. Oh my god, this is so embarrassing, I-” he crouched down on the floor, putting his hands in front of his face, hiding from you. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this! I wanted to be cool and smooth when I do it!”

“Do what, Jisung?” you tilted your head at him, putting on a confused face. “Stop teasing me! You know what I’m talking about!” “No? I have no idea, like at all.” you looked at him expectantly, urging him to say what he wanted to say. After a lot more complaining, Jisung finally got up and prepared to go through with his actual plan. “Alright, Y/N. Even though this didn’t go the way I wanted it to and I don’t look cool at all anymore, I still want to-” “Yes!” you squealed out immediately. “Y/N! You said you didn’t know! Why would you torture me like this if you knew all along?” he started whining again, making you giggle. “Because it’s fun! And you’re really cute when you’re like this, you know?” His cheeks turned a deeper shade of red immediately. “Ah, stop! Don’t call me cute! I already regret this.” he pouted. “Aw, so no date? Bummer.” “Don’t even think about it, missy. Tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at 6! See ya!” he said, running off with a big grin on his face.

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Y/N [5:38 PM]: come on!! tell me where we’re going (◕‸ ◕✿) Jisungie ♡ [5:39 PM]: nono, it’s a surprise (〃 ω 〃) Y/N [5:39 PM]: please!! what am i supposed to wear if idk where we’re going? give me a hint ‘ ᵔ ‘

You plopped back onto your couch, frustrated with Jisung’s secrecy. You stared at the outfits you put out to possibly wear, playing every possible scenario in your head. Would you be overdressed in a pretty dress? But a shirt and pants might be too casual. Should you just wear a skirt? After a few minutes your phone rings again.

Jisungie ♡ [5:45 PM]: something comfy! i’ll be there in 10 (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

A big smile spread on your face, rushing to your closet.

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You already went to the front door, checking your appearance one last time in the big mirror, organizing some strands of hair when you heard steps in front of your door. The noise outside caught your attention, so you decided to take a look through the peephole. Once again you were met with a nervous Jisung, trying to fix himself before knocking on your door. “Hey baby~ did you wai- god no, this is awful.” he cleared his throat. “Hey, Y/N. Wow, you look great today! I mean, you always look great, not just today. I didn’t mean to imply you’re ugly on other days or something like that. What am I even saying?” he took a shaky breath. “Alright, here goes.” he said, raising his hand to knock on your door, only to be met with you opening the door before he could do so. You looked at him with a sly smile on your face, realization hitting him pretty fast. “I embarrassed myself again, didn’t I? I need to stop doing this, really.” he sighed, a shy little smile on his lips. “Don’t worry, I like that about you. So, are you gonna tell me where we’re going now? Or are you gonna leave me in the dark, still?” you took his hand and marched off. Wow, he thought to himself. You really were something else. He would never get used to the way you eased his mind after making a fool out of himself while at the same time making his heart race. “Wait, our ride is right there!” he reminded himself, rushing around the corner, making you chase after him. “Our.. ride? Jisung, what the hell.” you laughed, seeing him sit on his bike proudly, waving you over. “Milady, would you like to take your seat on this fine vehicle of mine?” he patted the spot behind him. Giggling, you walked over to him, sitting behind him and stuffing your hands in his pockets. “You’re an idiot, you know that?” you said, making him smile. “You said you like it, remember?” he gave you one of his earbuds, putting the other one into his ear. “Adventure time, let’s go!”

»»————-　 ★☆★ 　————-«« While driving to the destination, which was still unknown to you, Jisung was singing along to every song on the playlist he created especially for this occasion. Sappy love songs, one cuter than the other. “You can be my It-Girl, you’re my biggest hit, girl~” “You have a really pretty singing voice, I like it.” you said, making him stutter. “Where did that come from? Haha, sing along with me!” “God no, let’s not destroy the song.” you chuckled. “Come on, please? It’s more fun if we both sing. There’s nobody here, no one will hear you. Just sing.” he said before continuing his singing. He put one of his hands inside his pocket, holding yours in it and giving it a firm squeeze to encourage you. You don’t know why, but being with Jisung really did give you courage. Maybe because he seemed to be so talented and confident in everything. Or maybe because you felt so happy being with him, that you didn’t have time to actually worry about something. But his touch felt like flying, he gave your heart wings and before you knew, you closed your eyes and sang along to his voice. It felt whole, beautiful, just perfect. It felt like the world was just spinning for the two of you in this exact moment, just so you could hug Han Jisung, hold his hand, sing with him. You made a silent wish to the stars that this moment, these feelings, would never pass. And so did Jisung.

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“Madame, we have arrived.” Jisung says, stopping the music. “Oh god, Jisung. Are you serious?” you looked at the big amusement park in front of you, a shiver going through your body just thinking about all the roller coasters he was probably going to drag you into. “What’s wrong? You don’t like it? It’s gonna be fun, I promise!” he said cheerfully, taking your hand. “No, that’s not it. I’m just terrified of roller coasters. Like, actually terrified, oh god.” you stated, clinging onto his hand. “Don’t worry Y/N, there’s nothing to be scared of. I’m here with you.” “Oh, so you’re going to protect me, big boy?” you smiled, actually calming down a bit by what he said. “Count on it, I totally will.” he said, dragging you into the roller coaster.

A few minutes later, when the ride came to a stop again, you found yourself being crushed by a shaking Jisung, holding onto you for dear life. “Oh god, i-is it over? This was horrible, absolutely frightening, what WAS that?” he rambled on, not even attempting to get up. “Jisung, calm down. It’s over, you big baby. Also, I can’t breathe.” you giggled, finding him absolutely endearing. And even though Jisung did a terrible job at actually protecting you, his not-so-manly screams throughout the whole ride made you laugh too much to actually be scared of it. After one of the employees peeled Jisung off of you and out of the seat he was glued to, the two of you went for some drinks to calm him down. “Woah, let’s never, EVER, do that again, okay? Roller coasters suck.” he said, taking a sip of his americano. “I told you they’re terrifying! You should’ve listened to me, idiot.” “Yes, yes. You were right. Happy?” he said, giggling. “God, all the screaming made me hungry. Want to get some snacks over there?” he asked, tugging on your hand. You didn’t even realize you were holding hands this entire time, and the warmth of his touch went right to your cheeks. “Sure, let’s go.” you said, avoiding his gaze. And Jisung loved it. He found it absolutely adorable, the way you suddenly got so shy about something you’ve been doing for the whole duration of the date. While completely getting lost in his thoughts, just admiring your beauty, a bubble popped on his nose, emitting a surprised “Oh?” from him. As the both of you look up, you find yourself in a beautiful storm of bubbles, swirling and dancing around you. You excitedly let go of Jisung’s hand and chased the bubbles flying around, dancing with them, trying to pop them and laughing like a little child. Watching you, Jisung wondered how he got this lucky. You were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, his chest got warm and fuzzy and the only thing he felt in this moment was pure happiness. “Come on, Jisung! They said we can make bubbles, too!” you said, dragging him along with you.

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“God, I’m exhausted. That was so much fun!” you said, sitting down on the bench with a bottle of water. Jisung plopped down beside you, taking the bottle from you and taking a big sip himself. “It really was. The people were so nice, too.” he said out of breath, looking at you. “What do you want to do next?” “Get those snacks,” you said, “I’m starving.” “Cotton candy?” he asked, raising a brow at you. “Yes!” you said cheerfully, jumping up and down.

“One big cotton candy, please.” Jisung said to the woman in the little shop, giving you a soft smile. “Of course, what color would you two like?” the woman asked, looking fondly at the two of you. “Pink!” the both of you said at the same time, followed by amused laughter. “One big, pink cotton candy! Coming right up. Your girlfriend is really cute, young man. Treat her well.” she winked at Jisung. “Oh I’m no-” “I know, right! She’s the cutest girl ever, right? Thank you!” he took the snack from the woman, giving her a big tip before taking your hand again and running off with you. “What was that about, Jisung?” you laughed, looking at him curiously. “What do you mean?” he asked, taking a big bite out of the huge, sugary cloud. “Why didn’t you tell her I’m not your girlfriend. We’re still on a date.” you giggled, surprised that he’s pulling your own trick on you. “Well, my dear Y/N, isn’t that obvious?” he pointed the cotton candy at you. “It’s because I’m planning on changing that fact as fast as possible.” he said, confidently, making a big grin appear on your face. “Oh, really? I’m looking forward to it.” you said, biting into the snack that was still held in your face.

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As the date went on, people started to leave the amusement park. The sun was long gone, revealing a lot of pretty stars above the two of you. Jisung and you just walked around the park, talking about your interests, friends, childhood stories. Time was flying as the two of you couldn’t stop laughing. “Wait, you two actually were about to fight? Like, an actual fight?” “Yes, I swear! God, I hated Hyunjin’s guts. We really didn’t get along at all to the point we would just make an arrangement to tolerate eachother and pretend to be on good terms around our friends.” he explained to you. “So how did you end up being that close then?” you asked, making Jisung break into a soft smile. “I don’t know. I guess somewhere along the way we noticed we weren’t actually that different. We share a lot of interests, we’re both really passionate about music, for example! I didn’t even know that about him before. He’s really important to me now.” “That’s beautiful. You’re interested in music? Do you do more than just singing with that beautiful voice of yours?” you nudged him with your elbow, reminding him of the little serenading he did for you on your way here. He started giggling, thinking of the cheesy songs he sang to you. “Yes. I like rapping a lot. I also produce my own music with my friends, but.. it’s nothing special, really.” “I would love to hear it sometime.” you said earnestly, making him look at you with sparkly eyes. “Really? You mean it?” he asked you, looking really excited. “I do. I want to know about everything that excites you. Also, I could listen to you singing for hours, so it’s a win-win.” you giggled. As you walked on, you saw a vending machine with lots of plushies inside. Jisung dragged you towards it, making you screech from the sudden pull. “Let me win you a plushie!” he said excitedly, making you laugh. “Jisung, this is such a waste of money. It’s really hard to win one, we’re just gonna throw in a lot of money and get frustrated.” you tried to reason, but Jisung didn’t listen at all. “Please, come on. It’s a date, I HAVE to win you something. What kind of date would it be if I didn’t. Which one do you want?” he asked. “You watch too many rom-coms, Jisung. It’s perfectly okay not to win something for your date!” “Which one~” he dragged the last word out cutely, stomping his feet, trying to convince you. “Fine, fine. This one.” you pointed to a squishy little plushie on the left, kind of resembling a squirrel. “I’m on it! I’m gonna win this, just watch.” he said, focusing on the money eating machine in front of him. 10 minutes and 24 bucks later, he groaned out frustratedly. “Is this plushie stuck? Why isn’t it coming out. Come on, I’m gonna get you.” he said, trying to intimidate the soft little animal trapped inside the machine. “Jisung! Stop, you’re going to be completely broke if you continue like this.” you tried to reason again, making Jisung whine. “One last try, please? We can do it together, come here.” he pulled you by your hand. You rolled your eyes at his stubbornness but agreed, hoping that he would stop after this try. You put your hand on the little stick that controls the machine and Jisung covered it with yours, feeling how cold your fingers were already. He really tried for a long time for you to be that cold, huh? “On the count of three, okay?” he looked at you with apologetic eyes. “One, two, three!” You pressed the button to make the machine stop and grab something together. You suddenly got really excited, closing your eyes because you didn’t want to see if you failed again or not. A few seconds later you felt Jisungs hand leave yours, making you pout. “Milady, we did it.” he said, squishing the soft plushie to your cheeks, making you jump in excitement. “Yay! We did it, Jisung! We got it!” you shouted, happiness radiating from your face, lighting up Jisungs world. “The power of our love, am I right?” he said, smiling at you, making both of you laugh. “Okay, no, this was horrible. Sorry. Want to go home?” he asked. You nodded to that, trying to take his hand again. “Oh, wait.” he said, to which you replied with a puzzled look on your face. All of a sudden he took off his hoodie, throwing it in your face. “You really have to work through every cliché, huh? What’s this for? You’re going to be cold, Jisung.” you laughed. “N-no. I’m not cold, I’m a man.” he said, shaking. You raised your brow at him, looking amused. “Oh really? You’re not cold at all?” “Just wear it. Y/N! Please! I’m trying to be a gentleman here.” he whined. “Fine, I’ll wear it. Dork.” After you put it on, Jisung took your hand again, leading you to the exit. “Let me escort you home, miss.” he said, pointing to his bike. “Why thank you, good sir.” you replied, waiting for him to get on and claim your place behind him, holding your plushie in one hand and snaking the other one around his torso.

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You never dreaded coming home as much as you did today. “We’re there, Y/N.” Jisung said, getting off the bike with you. You both looked at eachother with a pout on your faces, not wanting to end the day yet. “So.. did you have fun today? I know, it didn’t really go the way I planned it, but-” “I loved it.” you interrupted him, looking at him with sparkly eyes. “Really? I’m glad.” he responded, a soft smile playing on his lips. “So, did my plan work out?” he asked, looking at you directly. “Plan? What plan?” you asked, confusion evident on your face. “Are you teasing me again?” he whined, squirming in front of you, making you laugh. “I’d love to say yes, but no. What plan are you talking about?” you said, looking at him expectantly. “The plan of making you my girlfriend, dummy.” he smiled at you shyly, warmth rising to his cheeks. “Oh. That plan.” you replied, mirroring the blush on his face. “I don’t know, you didn’t really ask me yet.” you said, looking into his eyes. He took a step closer to you, looking back into yours. “So, Y/N, would you like to be my girlfriend, please?” he asked, holding his breath while waiting for your answer. He looked beautiful like this. The moonlight hitting one side of his face, his eyes shining, you being the only thing they see. You took one more step towards him and pressed your lips onto his, both of you closing your eyes. Time seemed to stop and the coldness of the night subsided. His lips were soft and it felt like they were made just for you to kiss them. He tasted of coffee, cotton candy and pure happiness. After breaking the kiss both of you tried to catch your breath, laughing awkwardly. “Can I take that as a yes?” he smiled at you. “Yes. I’d love to be your girlfriend, Jisung.” As Jisung let go of your hand and tried to leave, you stopped him. “Wait, your hoodie, let me give it back.” “No, keep it.” he said. “What? You’re going to catch a cold, you still need to drive home.” you explained, but Jisung, again, didn’t listen. “It’s a gift for my new girlfriend.” he stated, wiggling his eyebrows at you, making you laugh. “You already gave me this though.” you said, raising the little plushie you won earlier. “Two gifts are better than one! Oh, by the way. Why did you choose that plushie? There were a lot of cuter ones in there.” he asked. “Because it looks like you, see?” you pinched the little toy squirrels cheeks, “Should I call you Sungie? Yes, that’s a cute name. This is Sungie~” you cooed at the soft plushie in your hands. “Hey! That doesn’t look like me at all!” he pouted, puffing out his cheeks, resembling the plushie even more now. You started giggling at how cute he was. “Fine, call it Sungie then. I’ll get going now.” he said, giving you a quick peck on your cheek. “Text me when you’re home!” you shouted after him. “I will, don’t miss me too much, Y/N!” he shouted back, getting onto his bike. “I won’t, I have Sungie with me~” you teased, making him pout again. “Hey! Don’t love that thing more than you love me, okay? See you on Monday!” he said before driving off. You looked after him for a few more seconds, pressing your new plushie to your chest. As if loving someone else was even possible.

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