something about the phissa / pissa dynamic of phil going "yes this is my husband yes it is platonic" vs missa's "i want this man BIBLICALLY and CARNALLY and I LOVE HIM" is fucking hilarious
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Pov- its 3tanbro and oc when they were kids. Oc is telling yoongi about this particular memory and the guilt is weighing him down but oc holds him close and says ' we'll be okay, he'll understand '🥺
Cry. With. Me. Pls.
“I can’t believe he’s still playing with y’all.”
“Basketball? Why?”
“I dunno,” you shrug, watching players from a different sport run back and forth across a televised field. “Just feel like he’d gotten past his sports phase.”
A memory surfaces, and you shake your head with a breath through your nose. “He definitely grew out of his nice-jock-brother one.”
Yoongi runs a finger along your shoulder. “He had one of those?”
Valid question.
You bury your head into his chest, eyes still on the tv mounted above his desk. “Yeah, but that was so long ago. Even gave me his medals and trophies every time he won things.”
“No shit? All of them?”
“Mmhmm. Ever since he saw that I couldn’t stop staring once.” You cringe when you feel the rumbles of Yoongi’s laugh. “I know, it’s weird. But I liked how shiny the little coin thing was.”
“This explains a lot.”
When you poke his side, he flinches with another bit of amusement. “Shut up.”
It’s all true, though.
When you think back, it does sound strange. Certainly not normal in the least. But your room was always the one with all the awards your brother got, from sports to even one chess tournament that he somehow got runner-up in.
That one was probably your favorite.
Whether he did all of that in order to keep his room less cluttered, or just so that you could stare at all the shine until you got your own, you still don’t know for sure.
But they always gave you just a bit of peace, so you fixated on that little wall of gold, silver, and bronze. Your own little makeshift galaxy when things out in the real world weren’t the best.
“So sappy, honestly,” you finally blurt with a snort, starting to bring your head up. “I can’t believe he—”
Huh.
What’s that look on his face?
“Baby?”
Yoongi lifts his eyes, but they don’t quite meet yours. “Hmm.”
“You okay?”
Something’s on his mind. Was it anything you said? All you talked about was…
Oh.
“Hey,” you whisper, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close. “We’ll be okay.”
Finally, his gaze gently locks onto your own—one that you hope gives him a bit of peace back.
When Yoongi quietly laughs at your next statement, you know he’ll be good. You’ll all be good.
…Hopefully.
“Now you get to give me your trophies instead.”
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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!
series: three tangerines
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modern genshin au! where scaramouche is your driving instructor and he makes you cry b/c he yells at you for missing turns and messing up parallel parking. but it's okay b/c he does the hot arm around the passenger seat thing ™ when he demonstrates so it's. fine! and he's pretty. whatever.
you have his number saved as 🧍🏻♂️🚗 (you're the one in the car) and the conversation remains strictly-business: lesson tomorrow at 3 pm. don't be late. i'll be outside your place. you should have run his foot over the first time. it would've looked like an accident.
to your dismay, the bi-weekly lessons become weekly lessons, and those lessons are suddenly a staple part of your week. (he excuses the absurd amount of lessons by insisting that you're a wreck on the road and cannot function on your own).
he gets a bit nicer after a while. emphasis on a bit. he's still snarky. and rude sometimes (most of the time). but he cares and actually teaches you the basics of driving. and he doesn't make fun of you for going under the speed limit anymore and the worse he's called you is "idiot" . and! you get to see more of the hot arm thing ™. so it's a win all around!
and so what if your face gets a little hot after he praises your driving (albeit begrudgingly)? and don't even think! about how the light hits the only nice angle of his (stupidly) pretty face when you're turning and somehow catch a glimpse of him. no way! no way.
are you sad that you guys will no longer be in contact after your test is over? no. okay, well... maybe? are you the only one who thinks you guys will never talk again? absolutely.
you receive another text the same night from him: dinner tonight at 8 pm. don't be late. i'll be outside your place.
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