#thanks sana and co this is so funny

[posebean]

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[kpophours]

Haven

➵ Stray Kids: Jisung x fem. reader / one shot, college AU, frenemies to lovers AU / fluff

➵ warnings: slight cursing, mentions of alcohol/drinking, a teeny tiny bit sexual suggestiveness (nothing explicit)

➵ word count: 6k

It’s not even 8am, and your eyes feel as dry as sandpaper while your head is pounding with a slight migraine. You’re currently getting everything ready for the crowd of caffeine addicts that will soon arrive at the café you work at. It’s way too early to deal with the horde of zombies called students, but you got stuck with the worst shift of the day - starting at 7.30am which, in your opinion, is just inhuman. Stupid Minho and his stupid luck whenever it comes to drawing straws. For some reason, you always end up getting the shortest one. At least you’ll be done with work before most people your age have even made it out of bed. Still, right now you’d give almost everything to be back in your blanket burrito. Earning money is hard and annoying. If you’ve ever wondered if working at a café could ruin the beauty of coffee… the answer is yes. Because capitalism destroys everything, leaving no survivors.  

“Good morning, Y/N!”, your co-worker and the other unlucky one having drawn one of the shorter straws chirps when she enters the café, and you grimace - Sana’s voice is way too cheerful so early in the morning. You only give her a curt nod of your head, not in the mood to talk right now. You’re not really in the mood to do anything, if you’re being honest. Ugh, you hate the morning shift. You’re currently 80% tired, but 20% also tired - you don’t even remember what it’s like to not be tired anymore. College is great! 

Sana doesn’t seem to mind your grumpiness though, being the sweetheart that she simply is, and begins to wipe the counter while humming a cheery song under her breath. It’s only her second week at work, but so far she’s proven to be a better and more reliable part-timer than the last three who had worked here. Jun is usually a nice and caring boss, but he has some strict rules - always be on time, no drinking coffee while you’re working, don’t take more breaks than necessary, and don’t give out free drinks to your friends. The last three part-timers had broken at least one of these rules, so Jun had let them go again. Sana is doing well so far, and you think that Jun has maybe even taken a liking to her - not that you can blame him, she’s not only super nice and a general sunshine, but also incredibly beautiful and funny. You’re always happy whenever you work a shift with her. She’s a student like yourself, and wants to become a kindergarten teacher. You’d never let your children near her though, too scared they’d like her more than you - not that you could actually blame them. “Shall I put on some music?”, Sana asks after she’s finished with wiping everything down, and you just nod, finally being done with prepping the giant coffee machines. Just seconds later, smooth lounge music fills the cozy space of the café, and you inhale deeply. 

Maybe you lied earlier. Capitalism did not destroy coffee for you, you still very much love the scent, taste, and especially the effect of it. You check the time, noticing you still have about 15 minutes left before you have to open the café - meaning you have more than enough time to enjoy a nice cup of coffee with Sana. She immediately agrees to drink a cappuccino with you, and just minutes later, you bask in the fresh scent of grounded coffee beans. Sana sighs deeply after having taken the first sip, and gives you a bright smile. “Heavenly. You truly make the best coffee out of all of us, Y/N!”, she compliments you, and you tilt your head to one side. Thanks to the caffeine in your system, you’re finally ready to talk to her now. “Well, if my academic brilliance proves futile, I can always become the best barista in the world, I guess. And by the way, don’t let Minho hear you say that, or he’ll force you to taste all the coffee he makes, resulting in you overdosing on caffeine. You know what he‘s like.”, you answer, and Sana giggles. “Well, I stand with what I said, and I’ll even say it to his face. He needs to learn that he can’t always be the best at everything.” You raise one eyebrow, lips twitching. “No offense, but I don’t think he’s ever been the best at anything so far, he’s just very good at pretending. He basically invented the phrase “fake it till you make it”.” 

Before Sana can reply, there’s a knock against one of the café’s windows. Surprised, you look up, and groan when you see a familiar face staring back at you. “What is he doing here?!”, you grumble, and place your mug on the counter, not moving a single muscle. But Sana, being her nice and angelic self, is already walking towards the door of the café, and before you can protest, she’s already unlocked it. Jisung jumps over the threshold, sporting a bright grin. He greets Sana with a hug, before sliding his giant headphones off his ears. “Moooorning.”, he says, with at least five Os. You’re already annoyed. You’ve known Jisung for… well. For a long time. Too long, some would say (you, for example). Your moms have been close friends since their own college years, and while they thankfully didn’t move into the same neighborhood, they ended up living quite close to each other. Meaning Jisung had been there for pretty much you entire childhood and teenage years - at every single one of your birthday parties, at most Christmases, and sometimes even at Easter (even though neither of your families really celebrated Easter). You’ve also gone on hiking trips together, and on wildlife expeditions, and on holidays by the seaside… In almost all your memories, there’s Jisung. 

“Ugh, why are you so obsessed with me?”, you whine when he leans over the counter to grab your mug and take a sip of your coffee, “There are literally hundreds of colleges and you had to go choose the one I’m attending?!” He grins, puffing out his stupidly adorable hamster cheeks. “I’d never be so cruel and rid you of my pleasant company, my dearest Y/N.”, he answers, dark eyes sparkling with humor. You just huff and turn around. “The usual?”, you ask in a flat voice, and he hums in confirmation. To say you hate Jisung would be a severe overstatement, you just often strongly... dislike him. And feel annoyed whenever he’s around. Mostly because he’s a walking disaster, who kinda thinks the world revolves around him (you blame him being an only child for that). One of your most vivid and probably also traumatic childhood memories is of your sixth birthday party: you had gotten a brand new, soft green bicycle, falling in love with it as soon as you laid eyes on it. Naturally, you had wanted to take it around the block for a little test drive, but all of the sudden, Jisung had thrown a big tantrum until your mom had made you give him the bike first. And being the clumsy child that he simply was (and kinda still is), he had crashed your beautiful new bike into a tree. The tree had won that battle, the handle bar completely bent, same with the front wheel. So you and your bike had been a very short love story with a tragic ending. Romeo and Juliet had nothing on you. And this instance has only been one of many - Jisung had also accidentally sat on your birthday cake once (till this day, you have no idea how he’d even managed to do that). He had also ruined one of your favorite jumpers by dumping ink all over it, had tipped over the canoe when you’d been happily paddling on a lake one summer day, and had given you a black eye when you went mini golfing for your eleventh birthday.

So Han Jisung has always been - and probably will always be - a walking disaster. Being his friend means you have a “Why is he like that” moment at least five times a day. Your biggest fear at the moment is that he’s accidentally going to sit on your brand new laptop and break it, the one you had been saving up for for over two years. And then you’ll just have to kill him which will probably make his very nice mom very sad. But as the bible clearly states: an eye for an eye, a life for a laptop. Or maybe he’s just going to set your whole apartment on fire - he’s truly a mess inside the kitchen, you sadly know that from experience (note to self: never try to bake cookies with Jisung ever again). Your old dorm kitchen will probably never recover from that one particular incident that ended with half the building having to be evacuated. This is one of the reasons why Jisung hasn’t been at your new place yet. The second one being that you also only just moved into it a few weeks ago. Ever since moving, he’s been pestering you though, asking you to have a movie night with him at your new place. Like you said, he’s kinda obsessed with you. He also literally spends every morning at the café you work at - or well, you just assume it’s every morning. As you’re a part timer, you don’t actually have to work every single morning, but he’s definitely always here when you have drawn one of the short straws again.

You quickly busy yourself with making a flat white for Jisung, his preferred drink of choice, while he continues to chat with Sana. They know each other thanks to a mutual friend of theirs, Chan - he’s one of Jisung’s roommates as well as Sana’s best friend. Everyone on campus knows Chan: he’s on the student council, he plays for the baseball team, and he’s one of the most promising music majors you’ve ever seen (or well, heard), already being scouted by different labels even though he’s not even a senior yet. And he’s also just so nice and down to earth, truly a prime example of a man. Jisung should really take a leaf out of Chan’s book. 

“Here you go.”, you say while sliding Jisung’s finished order his way, taking your own mug out of his hands while doing so. You quickly shake your head when he wants to hand you his credit card, and he shoots you a happy smile. Jun would probably fire you instantly if he knew about this, but not once have you let Jisung pay for his coffee - and you’ve been working here for almost four months now. You try to ignore the way your stomach jolts when Jisung locks eyes with you, but fail miserably. So maybe he has the most beautiful smile in the whole world, and maybe his eyes hold entire galaxies in them, but what about it? It’s not like you even really like him, right?

You turn around and pretend to wipe down the coffee machine, but in reality, you just don’t want to look at Jisung’s cute hamster cheeks anymore, because they just make you want to squish them. And you have a reputation to lose. “Well, I’m off to my lecture now - I hope your day will be pleasant, ladies!”, Jisung finally says, and you turn around, catching him giving you a mock salute and mischievous wink. You just wave at him, while Sana wishes him a good day as well. As soon as the door falls close behind him again, you exhale. You really need to get a grip on yourself.

It’s Friday night, and there’s a party at Jisung’s frat house. At first, you don’t want to go, but your roommate Amber basically drags you with her. You know she’s only going because she has the biggest crush on Chan, and you honestly can’t even blame her - half the girls on campus have a crush on him after all, and at least a third of the guys. But while Amber and Chan are good friends, nothing more has ever been going on between them - not yet, that is. Who knows, maybe tonight’s finally the night.

You’re currently sipping on some stale beer Seungmin - one of Jisung’s roommates - had handed you the second you stepped over the threshold of the frat house, scanning the room for people you know. Amber is off to greet some friends from her architecture class, so you’re on your own for now. Which is fine, you don’t really mind just standing in the corner to observe the other guests, it’s actually highly entertaining. For example, there’s one guy twerking like crazy to some Beyoncé song. You think his name is Kevin and he’s in your calc class. A friend of his is currently hyping him up like crazy, while another one with green dyed hair is clearly wishing he was somewhere entirely else. You honestly can’t blame him, the secondhand-embarrassment way too real. A few seconds later, Sana enters the room with a group of girls, and she happily waves at you as soon as she spots you. You simply return her smile, before continuing to watch Kevin. 

“Enjoying the show?”, someone beside you suddenly asks, and you jump, dumping some of your beer over your shirt. “Oh fuck you!”, you yelp, and turn around to glare at Minho’s shit-eating grin, “You definitely scared me on purpose!” “Fuck... me? Absolutely, just name the time and place, babe.”, he answers, and you smack his chest. “Not even in your wildest dreams, Lee.”, you reply, and narrow your eyes at him. He pouts playfully. “I just think we’d make a really great couple.”, he argues, and you shake your head. “Well, society should be able to limit what some people are allowed to think, then.”, you retort, voice flat, and he ruffles your hair. “You know what I love about you? You’re kinda mean and annoying, but unapologetically so.”, he says, and you raise one eyebrow. “I might be kinda mean and annoying, but at least my lock screen isn’t a selfie.” At this, Minho gasps dramatically, and protectively clutches his phone to his chest. “I mean, I could always change it to one of your selfies, you know?”, he then suggests, making you groan. He’s clearly drunk already or else he wouldn’t be flirting like this. If this sad attempt can even be considered flirting, it’s probably just him being his annoying and arrogant Scorpio self. Minho sighs deeply. “When will you finally accept my eternal love for you, Y/N?”, he asks, and tries to grab one of your hands, but you just smack him again. “Maybe when you finally stop cheating at drawing straws! I have the Monday morning shift again!”, you hiss, and he smirks. “You’ll never know my secret.”, he says smugly, and empties his cup in one single gulp. 

You begin to pout and take a sip from your own cup, eyes wandering towards where Kevin is still throwing it back on the dance floor. “If I ever do something remotely like that, just take me out, and instantly.”, you say, an exasperated expression on your face. “On a date or with a sniper?”, a familiar voice on your other side suddenly asks, and you sigh internally. “Han.”, you greet your favorite frenemy, and Jisung grins while wrapping one arm around your shoulder. “Nice to see you accepted my invite.”, he says, and you quickly duck out of his embrace, trying to ignore your racing heart. Minho just wiggles his eyebrows at you, before flashing you a shit-eating grin and disappearing from view. Traitor. 

“I only came because Amber asked me to.”, you explain, and stand on your tiptoes to look for your friend. Seriously, where did she even go?! It’s been at least 15 minutes since she left you on your own. “You can just admit that you missed my handsome face, you know.”, Jisung says, and you snort. “Yeah, whatever you say, hamster boy.” He groans, ruffling his hair with one hand and making it stand on end. You desperately suppress the need to flatten it again, and quickly take another sip of your beer. “Don’t you get tired of using that old nickname? Plus, my cheeks aren’t as chubby anymore! I have finally lost all my baby fat, the glow up we’ve all been desperately waiting for!”, he says, and you suppress a smile, looking him up and down. “I guess some people would agree that you don’t look bad.”, you finally reply, and ignore the way your heart flutters when he shoots you a wide grin. “Aww, you old softie, I knew you actually liked me.”, he says, lovingly punching your shoulder. You grimace, rubbing the spot he hit - you know he and Chan have started to work out recently, and apparently, Jisung doesn’t know his own strength anymore. “Now don’t get all sappy on me, just because I might have erased your name out of my death note.”, you reply, quickly draining your cup to hide your blush, and mumble something about getting a new drink before basically running away from him. When you enter the kitchen, you exhale deeply. Your hands are shaking, your heart is racing and you know the blush is still very prominent on your cheeks. 

So yeah, maybe you’re kinda a bit in love with Han Jisung. He might be a complete mess, but he’s also funny, hard-working, intelligent and something close to a musical genius. And yeah, maybe you absolutely adore his stupid hamster cheeks, bright smile and beautiful dark chocolate eyes. You close your eyes for a few seconds, groaning internally. You don’t want to be in love with Han Jisung! There is literally no other person you want to be less in love with. Okay, except for Lee Minho, simply because you just couldn’t bring yourself to ever date a Scorpio, no offense. But Han Jisung is at least a close second! 

You can’t even say when you first began to develop these kinds of feelings for him. After graduating high school, you had finally realized how much you’d actually miss Jisung’s constant presence once you had to go off to different colleges. You’re almost embarrassed to admit how your heart had leaped when he told you he’d actually be going to the same college as you. Maybe you had truly just always kind of loved him - him and his weird antics. He’s always been himself, and unapologetically so. In the modern world of snapchat filters, snow apps and facetune, he’s always felt real to you.

You shake your head, trying to get rid of these thoughts, and groan again. After you’ve refilled your red party cup, you drown it in a few gulps, repeating the process a few times. Drowning your feelings might not be the responsible thing to do just now, but well, you’re only in your early twenties, so you still have lots of time to become a more responsible adult in the future.

Half an hour later, you have probably drunk way too much beer and are also still trying to figure out where Amber has gone. So you finally decide to go search for her, noticing that for some reason, the floor seems to tilt a bit with every step you take. “Weeeeird.”, you mumble, squinting your eyes, “That’s new.” Just then, you manage to walk into someone, soaking their entire backside with your beer. The person yelps loudly, before turning around to glare at you. Your brain needs a few seconds to recognizes the handsome face, and when it finally does, you give him a bright smile while slurring “Hyunjiiiiiin.”, squishing his face between your hands. The boy turns from annoyed to alarmed, and pries your hands from his face while narrowing his eyes at you. “Okay, what and how much did you drink, Y/N?!” Your smile gets even wider. “Only the best kind of alcohol, which is a lot!” Hyunjin just groans and begins to look around for someone. “Where is Han when you need him?!” With that, he wraps one arm around your waist to pull you with him and through the crowd. You hold onto him like your life depends on it - and the way the floor is swaying from side to side right now, it truly just might. You make a disgusted sound when your hand touches Hyunjin’s soaked shirt. “You’re wet, do you know that?”, you mumble, head lulling around until Hyunjin gently guides it to rest against his shoulder. “Yeah, surprisingly I do.”, he says, but in your current state, his sarcasm gets totally lost on you. “You should change, it’s freezing outside, and we don’t want you to catch a cold!”, you tell him off, and he groans, half amused, half exasperated. “I promise I will change as soon as I’ve found Han.” 

You raise both eyebrows at that. “Why do you need to find Jisung? Does he have clothes for you?” Just then, Hyunjin seems to find the desired person, sighing in relief. “Hey, Han! I think your girlfriend has had a little bit too much to drink tonight.”, he yells over the music, and you frown. “His girlfriend? Since when does Jisung have a girlfriend?! And why hasn’t he told me about her?! I’m his oldest friend! Like, not old in the sense of actually being old, but in the sense of time spent toge-”, before you can ramble on, Hyunjin basically shoves you into Jisung’s outstretched arms. “Here, she’s your responsibility now! Take her home or whatever. I’m gonna go change.”, he says curtly, before turning around and marching off. You wave at his retreating backside, before you look up at Jisung, who sports a very confused expression. “Uh, what exactly happened?”, he asks, taking in your glossy eyes, flushed cheeks and lopsided smile, “Shit, are you drunk?! I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drunk!” He actually looks amazed, and you can’t help but ruffle his dark hair. It feels silky when it slips through your fingers, and you giggle to yourself. “Nice.”, you murmur, before you glare at him, “So, you have a girlfriend and didn’t tell me about her?! That’s rather rude, you know? We’re friends, after all! The oldest friends ever! I tell you almost everything.” Jisung just blinks a few times, before he shakes his head in disbelief. “Uh, okay, maybe I should bring you home.”, he murmurs, and wraps his arms even tighter around your waist, “Where’s your stuff?” You shrug while snuggling closer to him to bury your face in the crook of his neck. He yelps, and freezes for a few seconds, before he sighs and drags you towards one of the sofas. “Wait here, okay? I’ll be back in a second.”, he murmurs softly, and tugs some of you hair behind your ear. You lean into his touch, and close your eyes while nodding. The last thing you hear is his low chuckle.

Bright sunlight greets you the second you try to open your eyes. You groan and decide it’s better to just close them again. Seeing is overrated anyway, especially when your head is pounding like crazy. Mh, maybe you did drink a little bit too much yesterday.

“Are you alive? Groan once for yes, twice for no.”

You truly love your roommate, but right now, you’re prepared to throw her out the window as her voice cuts through your hazy state like a knife. Still, you manage to groan once.

“Okay, good. There’s water on your bedside table, and some aspirin. Take it.” 

For the second time this morning (or midday, you honestly have no idea what time it is), you try to open your eyes, just a teeny tiny bit. Still half blind, you carefully fumble for said things on your bedside table. After taking the aspirin and drinking some water, you sigh in relief and fall back into your pillows. “You were really out of it yesterday, huh? Any reason for drinking for at least three people?”, Amber asks, her voice laced with quiet humor. You just grumble something unintelligible, and she chuckles. “Do you remember who brought you home?”

You finally turn around to look at her, raising one eyebrow. “... You?”, you guess, and she presses her lips together to try and stifle her shit-eating grin - she fails though. “Nope. I was kinda busy.”, she just answers, a smug expression on her face. You finally manage to sit up, ruffling your messy bed hair. “Busy doing what? Now that I think of it, I remember you were gone from my side the second we stepped foot inside the frat house. Talk about loyalty.” You try not to sound too offended, but while you don’t remember much from last night, you do remember that you spent some time looking for it, but in vain. “Chan.”, Amber just answers, and you squeal - regretting it a split second later when a sharp pain shoots through your head. “Remind me to never make that noise again while I’m nursing a hangover.”, you say, holding your head between your hands, and Amber giggles. “Noted. But yeah, Chan and I… well. Let’s just say we had a good night.” She wiggles her eyebrows at you, and you return her grin. “Well, congrats, then! You snatched the Bang Chan, props to you.” Her smile softens, and she sighs dreamily. “He even asked me on a date afterwards. So we’re going out to get some pasta tonight.”, she tells you, and your smile gets even bigger. “I’m so happy for you, Amber. He’s a really great guy, and you deserve a really great guy.”, you say gently, and she nods. “Damn right I do. But speaking of a really great guy - Jisung was actually the one to bring you home last night.”, she explains, grinning smugly when she sees your shocked expression. “He did what now?!”, you ask, not ready to believe her, at least not yet. Amber leans back on her elbows, obviously enjoying this way too much. “Well, after you drank about half the alcohol the boys bought for the party, you decided to give Hyunjin a beer shower, who immediately realized it was definitely time to get you home, so he went searching for Jisung who then brought you to our apartment. No idea what happened after you left the frat house though, I only got to know about this because Hyunjin told Chan who told me.”

You bury your face in your pillow and let out a long, miserable noise. You sound a bit like a dying whale which makes Amber laugh. “Ah, come on, it’s not that bad. You and Jisung are friends after all, I’m sure he saw you drunk lots of times already!”

You shake your head.

“Wait, he hasn’t?!”

“Nope. I very rarely get drunk, and it’s not like Jisung and I are actual friends like that - friends who take care of each other and so on, you know?”, you try to explain, and Amber frowns. “What do you mean? Y/N, you and Jisung have known each other since forever, you hang out constantly, and you always talk about him with endless adoration - well, and a bit of annoyance too, to be fair. But what do you mean you’re not friends “like that”?!” You blink at her, surprise written all over your face. “I don’t talk about him with endless adoration!”, you disagree. Amber just gives you a very long, hard look, and you begin gnawing at your lip. “I… do?”, you ask in a small voice, and she nods. “You talk to him every day, Y/N, and you talk about him even more. It would be annoying if it weren’t also extremely cute.”, she replies, and begins filing her nails, lips twitching while she watches you trying to digest what she’s just told you. “I guess… I should at least message him to thank him for bringing me home.”

“And for tucking you into bed.”

You groan and throw your pillow at Amber. She catches it and laughs. “What, you looked very cozy and all snuggled up when I came home! And I doubt you yourself did that, at least if Hyunjin told the truth about the amount of alcohol you consumed yesterday.”

You look yourself up and down, noticing that you’re not wearing your clothes from last night anymore, but your favorite pj’s, the ones with little succulents on it. “Does this mean…”, you whisper, but shake your head, “Nope, not even going there. I’m way too sleep-deprived and hangover to deal with any of that right now.” Amber grins and shrugs. “Just go ask Jisung, I’m sure he can fill you in on everything.” You groan again, and fall back onto your bed. “I’ll have to take a shower first.”, you mumble, and close your eyes again. “Yes, please do, you reek of stale beer.” And with that, your roommate throws your pillow back at you.

It’s already about to get dark again when you arrive at the frat house, nervously bouncing on your feet for a few seconds before you finally gather the courage to knock on the front door. You quickly stuff your hands back into the pockets of your leather jacket, gnawing at your lower lip while waiting for someone to open the door. Just a few minutes later, Hyunjin’s tired face greets you. He raises both eyebrows when he lays eyes on you, immediately noticing your nervous expression. “Hi.”, you say, and give him a small smile. He leans against the doorframe, and crosses both arms over his chest. “Hi yourself. You actually look less zombie-like than expected.” You roll your eyes. “Thanks, today’s look is inspired by sleep deprivation and a mean hangover. Water and aspirin helped though, or else I could have auditioned for The Walking Dead.”, you grumble, “And uh… Thanks for yesterday, by the way. I’m really sorry about your shirt, I heard I dumped beer all over it.” Hyunjin cracks a smile at that, and shrugs. “Yeah, but it’s fine. The washing machine will take care of that. Wanna come in?”, he asks, and you nod, quickly following him inside the warmth of the parlor. 

Surprisingly, the house looks clean and tidy again - the guys must have spent the entire day getting rid of last night’s mess. You’re actually impressed. “Han is in his room.”, Hyunjin says, before you even have the chance to ask, and you gulp nervously. “O-okay…”, you mumble, and are just about to walk up the stairs, when Hyunjin tugs on your sleeve. You turn around to face him again, expression questioning. The boy gnaws at his lip, looking nervous. “Just… Finally tell him, okay? I’m like, literally begging you.”, he then says, and you narrow your eyes at him. ���Tell him what, exactly?”, you inquire, but Hyunjin only gives you an exasperated gaze. “You know exactly what. We’re all tired of you guys pining after each other but not actually doing anything about your feelings. Quick reminder: this is not a cheesy rom-com where you have to wait until one of you guys leaves the country so you can finally declare your love at the airport or some big, stupid gesture like that. Just do it now, in his stuffy frat room and get it over with.” Before you’re able to reply, he gives you a mock salute and retreats into the kitchen. You huff, surprised at the audacity of his words, and turn around to finally go up the stairs and towards Jisung’s room. 

You take in a few deep breaths before knocking on his door, trying to steady yourself. Then, you wait - but after a few seconds have passed and the door has not yet been opened, you simply turn the doorknob and let yourself in. Jisung sits at his desk, giant headphones covering his ears while he hums along to the music he’s listening to. Well, that explains why he didn’t hear you knocking. You quickly cross the room, and tap his shoulder. He screams, and whips around, almost ripping his headphones off in the process. You giggle at his shocked expression, dark eyes almost comically big in his face. “When did you arrive!?”, he almost yells, and you slide the headphones off his ears, brushing some of his hair back while doing so. His eyelids flutter for a few seconds, before he raises one eyebrow. “You don’t look that shitty, which is surprising considering the amount of beer you drank last night.”, he says after looking you up and down, and you defensively cross your arms over your chest. “Wow, thanks. Always the charmer, huh?”, you huff in mock offense, and he grins up at you. “No need to charm when I know your heart is already mine.” You almost choke on your own spit, and beg the blush creeping on your cheeks to just not do that right now. Truly not the time nor place. “I came to thank you, actually. For last night - I heard you were the one to bring me home.”, you finally admit, nervously shifting from one foot to the other. 

Jisung just stares at you for a few seconds, before giving you a soft smile. “Well, yeah. I couldn’t just let anyone take you home - and Amber was kinda busy, I heard.” You nod. “True, I’m glad you didn’t interrupt whatever she was doing. So, uh, yeah, thanks, you’re… a good friend, I guess.” Almost immediately, embarrassment washes over you, and you groan at your own words. Jisung’s lips begin to twitch. “A good friend, huh?”, he repeats and crosses both hands behind his head, still looking at you with an unreadable expression on his face. You blink a few times, before slowly beginning to nod. “Y-yeah…?” “For someone so smart, you’re really fucking oblivious sometimes, you know that?”, Jisung suddenly states, and you huff. “Excuse me?! Who do you call obliv-” But before you can tell him off, he pulls you onto his lap and then, his lips are on yours. You yelp, freezing for a few seconds, before basically melting against him. He hums appreciatively, and wraps both arms around you to pull you even closer towards him, deepening the kiss. You bury your hands in his soft hair, gently tugging on it, and he groans against your lips. You use the chance to slide your tongue into his mouth while his hands wander lower to grab your ass. You shift on top of him, and he moans when you brush against his crotch. 

When you draw back to catch your breaths, you simply stare at each other, cheeks flushed and lips swollen. Then, Jisung begins to smile at you, and your heart flutters. Twenty years of seeing his smile, but you’ll apparently never get used to it. “About fucking time.”, he then murmurs against your lips, voice pleased, and you roll your eyes at him. “I’m not oblivious, by the way! You’re the oblivious one - I never give anyone free coffee, because it could literally cost me my job, and yet you always get a flat white on the house!”, you tell him, and he smirks. “Oh, baby, the oblivious one is definitely you - or do you really think I just happen to have a lecture every morning you got the early shift again?”, he replies, a smug expression on his face. You just stare at him. “You-”, but before you can say anything else, Jisung quickly presses his lips against yours again. You immediately lean into his embrace, and close your eyes, losing yourself to his touch - so familiar, yet also so new and exciting.

Yes, maybe you’ve truly always been in love with Han Jisung - but at least he seems to feel the exact same way. 

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Gardening club

What is the Gardening club?

The Gardening club is a group of nine girls who take care of Bulsajo High's massive garden. They're all very well known for being so sweet and kind towards everyone. They volunteer for many projects and always help whenever they can.

!!WARNING!! This work of fiction contains mentioning of murder, violence, kidnapping, dark web, obsessive behaviour and stalking, proceed with caution.

Club Positions

Minatozaki Sana: Leader

Im Nayeon: Co- leader

Park Jihyo: Disposer'

Yoo Jeongyeon: Security

Kim Dahyun: Photographer

Chou Tzuyu: Financial Support

Hirai Momo: Abductor

Myoui Mina: Secretary

Son Chaeyoung: Information Gatherer'

Members

Minatozaki Sana

The youngest daughter from a very famous Author. Her father specialises in writing Horror- romance stories. He gained a lot of attention and praise for his book ("Midnight Dancing" a story about a stalker who films his coworker every day at midnight when she's dancing to music...). The emotions felt so real, was said by everyone. Little did they know that "story" was how her parents met. Her father loves her mother while she's afraid of him.

Everyone in school knows her as cute and creative. She's a wonderful student and person to be around. No one knows that her own mother thinks the opposite of her. Sana has a long scar on the left side of her head, it spreads from her hairline to her mouth. The cause was that her mother threw a porcelain vase at her, hitting her head. A shard sliced the left side of her face, leaving the scar behind.

Im Nayeon

As the Principals daughter and Student council Vice-president everyone has a lot of respect for her. She follows rules strictly and makes sure others as well. Despite that strict behind of hers, she still is very helpful and friendly. Many people love her because she's reliable and diligent.

She developed a secret hatred for Kim Namjoon, the Student Council President, for winning the vote leaving her as Vice-president. She loves to make life fore difficult for him in subtle ways zuch as misplacing the papers, losing an important letter from her father, making a mess etc. But he always manages to fulfill his part perfectly no matter what she tries.

Park Jihyo

She is everyone's first choice when they have a problem and need to talk about it. Always ready to listen and give advice when needed. In her free time she volunteers as a private tutor for all subjects but specifically biology, language and history. Her family has a very average income with her parents owning a small flower shop across the city. The only way she got accepted into Bulsajo High was through a scholarship.

The reason Jihyo has always been so motherly and protective was her little sister. She loved that little dumbling with all her heart but one day they went out shopping. While she was paying she left her little sister unattended. She couldn't find her anywhere. The police couldn't find her. Jihyo was desperate and restored to finding someone in the dark web, someone who can help her. And she did find someone. They send her the address of an old abandoned warehouse and that's where she went. But the sight that she saw was horrific. Her little sister's body was completely torn up while some guy cleaned knives in silence. Jihyo couldn't think she grabbed the nearest knife and... She could never forget what she saw. She still has nightmares from that day.

Yoo Jeongyeon

A strong, independent and funny girl. She was always known for being the popular, sporty tomboy. Many girls have crushed on her yet no one actually dared to confess. She's a good team player and loves challenges. It was a surprise to many when she joined the gardening club as she never showed any interest in gardening before. Turns out she just wanted to try something new and felt like doing something in nature that she hadn't tried before. Everyone envies her for her good relationship with her parents who seem to support every decision she makes. Jeongyeon loves them with all her heart and is very thankful to have them.

She has a strong hatred towards Jimin, no one knows why. Except for Jimin himself. Jimin used to be friends with Jeongyeon in their first year. But then she met someone very special, they made her heart flutter in ways no one has ever. But obe day both wabted to tell the other about their crush when something Jimin said ruined everything. "Look, there they are!" Pointing at HER Y/n! "No! That's my crush!" From that day their friendship was over. Now both do even to ruin the others chances with Y/n.

Kim Dahyun

She is a sweet but often overlooked girl. Her loce for flowers lead her to the gardening club, although it's more of a love for taking pictures of flowers. Dahyun was the first to fall for Y/n actually. She, just like Y/n, got into the school through a scholarship. But before that the two were neighbour's. Since Dahyun could think she was always peeking through the fence to see if the neighbour kid was there. She loved to watch them all day long but never actually went up to them.

It was as she's cursed. Even though she lived next to them, was in the same daycare, Kindergarten, elementary school and middle school tgey never noticed her. She even visited the same classes they did yet nothing. Every time they so much as glance into her direction she breaks out into shivers and excited giggles while covering her mouth wide eyed. In case you're wondering, yes, she is Taehyung's cousin.

Chou Tzuyu

As the daughter of two famous actresses she was always admired by everyone. Her beauty was beoned compare, her voice stunning to the ear, so nice and gentle it feels impossible. everything about her just seems too perfect, almost unreal. But the sad truth is, Tzuyu's parents always had to move from place to place, she never fekt home anywhere. People were intimidated by her status and appearance so they never approached her.

Secretly she's always been a hopeless romantic who believes innlove at first sight. The lack of affection made her desperate for a partner, it made her feel as if that's the only thing that will make her happy. And when she met that gorgeous, kind, strong individual, she just didn't want to look away ever!

Hirai Momo

The most cold member of the gardening club. As a famous gymnastic champion her focus layed on training and winning, not making friends. But Mina ended up in the same dance school as her, only that she majored ballet. Mina didn't know where to go so she asked for Momo's help. After that these two some how became friends. Momo has a secret soft spot for Mina and agreed to join the gardening club with her. There she found out her passion for gardening.

She is the most rough and honest in the group, never once lying about anything to the other girls. When spotting a rival she's commonly thecone to abduct them and bring them to a secluded place.

Myoui Mina

A classic, well mannered, feminine lady. Her mother was also a famous ballerina, known all over the globe for her incredible performances. Mina was raised with strict rules and goals. Her parents wanted their child to be the perfect ballerina, no mistakes, no hesitation. If she'd have the slightest slip up they would shout at her and shame her for it. They would make her train, even if her feet were aching and stinging, she needed to be perfect. So by now all her moves are perfected. Even though her feet scream for release she wil continue untill it's all over.

She met Momo at her new dance school after she transferred from Japan to Korea. They got along so well and soon became friends. When it was time to choose a club to join in school she decided, because there wasn't a ballet club, gardening wouldn't be too stressful. She met the love of her life while she was in the garden with the other girls. She found out that they wanted to give Nayeon something from Namjoon (a few copies) and then left. But thst split second they made eye contact had her heart beating so fast. She couldn't believe it.

Son Chaeyoung

While she is more on the shy side when it comes to meeting bew people, she is a very sweet girl. She is the gardening club's favourite member. With her eye for detail and colour, she always manages to make the best flower arrangements in town. Chae lives with her father and mother, both have a more average income. She knows that her father was with another woman and had a child before he married her mother. She's never meet her half brother but knows he took on his mothers last name, Min.

She is very stealthy which helps her wgen out to gather information. She loves to follow Y/n, a student from her mathematics and history class, around and gather Information about their day. Chae doesn't know what she's doing could be classified as strange or even creepy to some.

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Soulmates?

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Early rises and strolls to work for the opening shift are far more pleasant than imaginable. The sun rising slowly over the horizon whilst the pathways are clear of other people and hardly any cars noisily taking up road space. It’s calming, beautiful, in fact, to see the change in hues in the sky from a deep orange to a lighter yellow once it’s high enough above everything else. A camera roll full of pictures taken with the beams blazing down could never possibly do it justice, but it does help take off some of the chills during the winter months just looking at them.

It’s quite an easy job, truth be told, the only complication that ever presents itself is through difficult customers and they are few and far between thankfully. Doing the rounds to turn on all of the appliances and the fridge lights is a welcomed routine compared to the never-ending cleaning that comes with a closing shift. It should be a world record how long it takes to hoover the floors, mop them, and then try not to mess up all of that hard work by creating a shoe path through the wet flooring.

For the last six months, Mina has been working at the convenience store, and taking on every single shift her schedule will allow whilst still trying to continue her studies. Serving customers isn’t the be-all and end-all but she is grateful to have been offered the position with no experience in hospitality whatsoever. The owners had recently had to let go of one of their original employees after he was caught taking money from the register thus she was hired before even sitting the interview out of desperation to replace him.

Whilst there are a few customers who are tough to deal with, there are also the locals who are always full of small snippets about their lives, or, will simply offer a courteous smile if their own day is not going as planned. Her favorite, however, is watching all the young and in love couples enter the store together, there’s something about watching their small yet romantic gestures toward one another, and whilst the green-eyed monster known as jealousy would rear its head for anyone else, Mina merely longs to feel what they are one day with her true love.

A soulmate is a difficult thing to explain to anyone which is why it is taught and told from such a young age. The idea that there is one single individual wandering this Earth who is meant to be just as in love with you as you are them, and no one else seems unreasonable or forceful at best. Every relationship in life is significant and can work if each of you put in the work to make sure that it lasts. Just look at how often people will get attached to celebrity relationships, only for them to break up a few years down the line and people are convinced love isn’t real. In fact, there are many people during her life who have told her it was a crazy idea to hold out for ‘the one’.

However, Mina has always been a hopeless romantic and never been able to grasp the concept of dating multiple people when there is a very clear sign on her right hand linking her to the one she’s meant to be with. The one who will offer her a tingling feeling in the pit of her stomach whenever they exchange so much as a glance. The one who she’ll meet for the first time and something inside of her will click, telling her that they are the one for her. The one who will offer her endless reassurance whenever things in life get difficult. She’s always wanted it all, and more. But, they’ve yet to enter her life and whisk her off her feet.

Her mother would often share tales about meeting her father when they were younger, both of them too scared to reveal their markings, both of which being on their legs in the shape of a tiny rocket, to confirm what they had believed to be true, that they are soulmates. But, one day her father invited her mother to a break from an intense study session by going into his pool. They had both completely forgotten about having not shown their markings but as it turned out, they were the exact same. It was always Mina’s favorite bedtime story to hear about how her parents fell in love with each other, their own firm belief in soulmates only furthering her desire to find her own.

There were plenty of people during her early years that Mina thought were going to be the one, and rather than following entirely in her parents’ footsteps, she’d find any excuse to look at people’s right hand, such as holding their hand as she grabbed a skipping rope from them, or even going as far as gifting the girl next door an orange every single day on the bus to school until one day she took it with her right one. All of which failed miserably but she never gave up hope that one day it would simply happen without her having to think too much about it.

A small four-leaf clover resting directly in the palm of her right hand. It’s beautiful, and Mina often finds herself tracing it back and forth whenever she’s bored. Her father had explained to her that it must mean her life with her soulmate will be full of luck, but finding them alone will require a lot of luck, Mina isn’t so sure she’ll be gifted any more beyond that.

Today is no different from every other morning shift, no one bothers to enter for at least the first hour which means restocks and ordering anything that appears to be running low. The higher shelves she has to grab the old wooden ladders from the storeroom in the back, which, she’s convinced are going to one day give way and break causing her to crash through the display behind her. However, the manager, Mr. Kim,  no matter how many times she asks him to get some new ladders simply states that he’s going to soon. When soon is exactly, Mina has no idea but she doubts it will be soon.

“Is anyone working?” A high-pitched voice calls out close to the counter. From her spot on the bottom rung of the ladders, Mina can only just say make out some brown hair.

The bell for the door to signal a customer had entered has clearly not done its job as Mina quickly rushes around to see who it is that’s waiting for her. Fortunately, it isn’t one of the angry customers who no doubt would have put in a complaint about her for not being at the counter, but instead, it’s Sana who works in the coffee shop just up the street and often calls in for a morning visit when they’re both on earlies. Mina thinks Sana has a sixth sense about this because they’ve never formally exchanged schedules with one another nor do they know each other beyond each other’s respective workplaces.

Sana’s own soul mark is directly under her left eye, a small golden star with sparks flying off of it. Mina adores it and finds that it makes Sana’s already beautiful eyes even more charming to look at.

“Ah, there you are Mina. Here, I brought you your usual. If the morning is kicking my ass, I know it is for you too.” Sana says as she hands over Mina’s usual order of an americano. Her eyes look tired and Mina can tell she isn’t fully present as of yet. “What were you doing? Do you know the bell is broken?”

“Restocks,” She quickly takes a sip of the piping hot drink, Sana subconsciously doing the same but regretting it when it burns her tongue a little. “Thank you for this. It was warm out on my walk-in but those clouds look threatening.” The pair of them look out the window to see the sky now lacking the sun-flamed sky that Mina adores and replaced by dark, overcast clouds. “No, I didn’t know the bell was broken until now, it seems everything is falling apart in here.”

“Did you get your new ladders yet?”

“Nope.” Mina pauses to look back toward where they’re just standing in the middle of an aisle and gives herself a mental reminder to move them once Sana leaves. “I’m thinking about just fetching my own in from home, we’re never going to get them and now, the bell probably won’t be fixed for the foreseeable.”

Sana’s eyes follow Mina’s toward the aisles and then drift up toward the bell above the door. She places her cup down onto the counter and taps Mina’s hand to get her attention back on herself.

“Don’t bring your own. I might know someone who can bring you some and fix the doorbell, you’ll still be here at 1 PM, right?”

“Yeah, I finish at 3, but you know he’ll never agree to pay for any repairs Sana, and especially not ones he hasn’t personally authorized”

“Don’t worry about it Mina, she owes me a favor anyway. Just take it as yet another act of kindness from your favorite and prettiest barista.” Sana chortles, fluttering her eyelashes.

“Oh, Jeongyeon is going to get some new ladders for me? I didn’t realize that’s what you meant.” Mina jokes knowing just how to make Sana a little jealous.

“Very funny, you know I meant myself, not her… Though now you’ve said it, you’re right, it could have meant her.” There’s a quick flash of Sana’s eyes unfocusing and drifting off likely to thoughts of her co-worker who she’s been dating for around a year. They aren’t soulmates but Jeongyeon isn’t a believer and Sana thinks she has too much love to give for one person. However, Mina has often caught Jeongyeon tenderly stroking Sana’s soul mark whenever they believe no one is around.

“Who is it?” Mina queries upon realizing Sana never said who it was that would be her savior.

“Hm? Oh… right. Don’t worry about it, just a friend of mine who can repair it for you.” Sana quickly looks up toward the clock on the back wall and picks her cup up from the counter before shifting toward the door, bell once again not working when she opens it.  “Okay, I gotta go but 1 PM, be here not hiding in an aisle, or next time I might just snitch to Mr. Kim. Bye!” She shouts heading out before Mna can say goodbye in return.

It’s a fairly easy day, the weather does indeed end up turning sour as a downpour quickly starts not long after Sana had left and doesn’t ease up even for a second. There are only a handful of customers who enter and the majority of them are simply trying to escape the rain, which Mina is supposed to ask whether they’re going to purchase anything or not but she doesn’t have the heart to force them out into the cold, thus there was at one point just a collective of people stood by the door hoping for a dry spell that never arrives. They do all fortunately shuffle off one by one, all of which running to their cars or the next building for shelter.

By the time 1 PM rolls around, Mina had completely forgotten about her conversation with Sana. The ongoing entertainment of watching people force their jackets up over their heads whilst trying not to walk into streetlights had provided enough of a distraction for her. So, when someone with their coat up over their head holding a pair of ladders enters the shop, Mina simply believes they’re a customer.

The coat comes down to rest around her shoulders and reveals a face that is small yet striking. Eyes dark and wide, nose bright red from the cold, and the rest of her skin an olive color. She’s tall, quite tall in fact as she stands above the very ladders she’s holding around her left arm. A toolkit rests in her right hand, it’s small but looks heavy, however, if it is, the girl doesn’t let on as she carries it easily. Her frame hidden by the huge coat slumped around her but Mina finds her breathtaking and can’t quite remove her eyes from her face.

“Um… hello?” The girl waves a hand in front of Mina’s face dragging her out of the hypnosis she’s sure this girl had just put her under. “Are you Mina?” Yet again, Mina drifts off elsewhere upon hearing her name exit this girl’s mouth so softly.

“Y-Yes... I am… Mina. Yes. Sorry. I’m Mina.” She stutters, quickly trying to make even a slight bit of sense.

“Yeah, I got it the first time. Sana told me you need some ladders and your doorbell is broke?” The girl poses as a question but quickly gets to work looking at the doorbell which isn’t far away from her head but Mina would struggle to get anywhere close to reaching it. “Those are yours, by the way.” She points toward the ladders. They’re brand new, metal. Far sturdier than the wooden ones.

“Thank you, um…” Mina hesitates, realizing she hadn’t asked for the girl’s name as of yet, nor did Sana tell her who she was.

“Tzuyu.” She states flatly, never bothering to look back toward Mina whose eyes are piercing through the back of Tzuyu’s head never moving.

It doesn’t take her long to fix the doorbell. The batteries inside had managed to corrode and damaged some of the inner-wirings but luckily, Tzuyu had some spare on hand in her toolbox and got it back to signaling the door opening and closing in no time. Mina has no idea what Tzuyu has just technically done as she’s never been the most gifted when it comes to repairs, however, watching her weave the wiring together and connect all of the pieces back together certainly looked impressive.

There’s an awkward silence for a second as Tzuyu steps away from the door to finally look at Mina once again, neither of them knowing how to finish off this unpaid transaction of services.

“Um… Thank you,” Mina starts, but is unsure how to continue, just knows that she wants to continue talking. “So, Sana said you’re doing this as a favor to her?” Mina tries to ask, Tzuyu, however, moves to retrieve her toolkit from the ground.

“Yes. She’s a good friend.” Tzuyu says coldly, turning toward the door to leave but then swiftly back to the counter. “It was… It was nice to meet you, Mina.” Her voice more upbeat this time, yet forced as she outstretches her right hand in front of Mina.

Without hesitating, Mina grasps her hand in her own in a handshake. However, her skin immediately feels an electric shock the second their palms connect with one another, and Mina is stunned into just standing there frozen. Tzuyu is the first to pull her hand away which startles Mina back to reality realizing she wasn’t alone in feeling it. But, before she’s given the opportunity to talk to the girl in front of her the small four-leaf clover resting in the center of Tzuyu’s palm quietens any words that were close to escaping leaving them stuck in her throat.

Tzuyu catches sight of Mina’s same soul mark and immediately rushes out of the door and away from her without a word.

A big part of Mina is telling her not to be stupid, telling her not to risk her job by chasing after her and potentially being seen as a weird stalker. However, the other side that desperately wants to figure out if this moment is the one she’s been searching for, the one she’s been seeking since the very first time she was even told about soulmates. With the consequences for her actions at the very back of her head, she dashes out of the door following Tzuyu and runs to catch up with her, stopping outside of the coffee shop where Sana works as she grabs onto Tzuyu’s arm to stop her, the same shock feeling coursing across her skin as she does so.

“You have it too and you feel it. Tell me… that you feel that.” Mina huffs out, breath struggling to catch up to her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Tzuyu blurts out hurriedly upon noticing some eyes starting to watch on, her own eyes refusing to look at Mina. “Let me go.”

“No, I know you feel it. I saw you pull away just before… and you have the same mark like me. You know what this means, right?”

The silence between them returns as both Sana and Jeongyeon exit the coffee shop together to watch the interaction between the two girls unfold, a few people stop in the middle of the street to eavesdrop in, one of them even pulling out their phone to record it. Jeongyeon moves to ask them to put their phone away and they reluctantly comply.

“Is everything okay, Mina?” Sana asks.

“Yes, Sana, everything is fine.” Tzuyu answers for her. “Go back inside.”

The two girls shuffle back into the coffee shop, however, they remain by the door just in case whatever is happening between Mina and Tzuyu goes further downhill than it clearly already is even if neither of them will say why.

“Please, just say something… I know you have it too.”

“Look, Mina… I don’t know what kind of fantasy world you’ve created for yourself inside your head that you so clearly live in… but just because you have the same tiny little mark as someone doesn’t mean anything. Yes, everyday people rely on such a silly little thing to determine their entire lives, and good for them if that’s what they want. But it isn’t for me. You’re not for me.” Tzuyu’s voice cold and without any emotion whatsoever, and yet Mina can feel every single emotion inside herself all at once fighting for dominance over which one will retort back to her.

“But…” Mina barely whispers, unable to form a full sentence.

“But nothing, we just met.. You can’t really believe that we’re now supposed to spend the rest of our lives together because of that one single moment.” Tzuyu pauses, waiting to see if Mina will answer before continuing when she doesn’t. “Plus… I already… I already have a girlfriend.”

For the first time in her life, doubt about who she is supposed to spend her life with has managed to creep up and break down all of the previous standards for love Mina had put. Her hand uncurls itself from around Tzuyu’s arm and she sinks down to the floor because she’s right. All this time, Mina thought that having a soulmate or one set person who you’re supposed to always be with was how life is supposed to be, giving it far too much control and power over her to the point where she has likely pushed away plenty of others who would have no doubt made her happy, made her fall in love, and made her look forward to her future.

Instead, she’s given all of the power and control to someone she hadn’t even met yet. Now that she has, she realizes her mistake because Tzuyu could never be the one for her, even if the mark is there. They are not compatible whatsoever, not at this moment. Perhaps, during different times in their lives, they could be perfect for one another, and perhaps they could live out all of the things Mina has dreamed about. But Tzuyu is taken, and Mina is too much of a fantasist.

Mina can feel Sana and Jeongyeon slowly raise her up off the ground, however, her entire focus is on Tzuyu’s retreating figure walking away from her down the street. She can hear them talking to her and asking what has happened but her throat is unable to produce sound. Everything feels so cold and as if she’s surrounded by emptiness.

Perhaps, there is no such thing as soulmates after all. Perhaps, there never will be.

[lockefanfic]

Business Trip: Pt 30 - Mission

Author’s note: no smut in this one :P

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On one of the van's monitors, you watch a live video feed from Sana as she sits in the cafe across the street from the SM HQ main entrance, the long lens DSLR on the table next to her pointed right at its front doors. The camera makes a series of clicking sounds as Irene emerges from the building and steps into a waiting black car, an air of haughty arrogance following her every step of the way. From the back of the tech van, parked a few blocks away in a secluded alleyway, you watch as the still captures from her camera appear on a monitor.

To say there was a tense atmosphere in the van was a bit of an understatement.

You were thankful, at least, for the presence of Jihyo, who was sitting between you and Jeongyeon in the rear of the van, the three of you facing the bank of monitors, laptops, and other tech equipment that Jeongyeon was somehow operating - all at the same time, it seemed. Silence weighed heavy in the air, aside from the tapping of Jeongyeon's fingers as she typed out some indecipherable code on a terminal that you presume kept everything running smoothly.

Doing your best to ignore the tension in the air, you focus instead on the jittery picture on one of the main monitors - the live video feed from Nayeon's jacket camera. You watch as she nears the alleyway that contained the side entrance door to SM - the entrance code to which she had convinced Jay to give up earlier in the week.

"Command, Blue 1. At staging point. Ready to commence operation."

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"Well that sounded unpleasant."

 You don't bother to look up from your desk, where you have buried your head in your hands. By the sound of her voice and the heavy click of the oversized combat boots she is wearing, you know that the young woman who has just entered your office is none other than Jeongyeon. The large black mens' boots gave her outfit a distinctly Jeongyeon vibe, given the fact that the rest of her clothing consisted of a rather formal looking leopard print cocktail dress.

 You hear her close the door to your office and pull up a chair as you rub your face one last time in a vain attempt to rid yourself of stress.

 "You wanna talk about it, boss?" she says, sounding genuinely concerned. 

 She was clearly referring to the way Nayeon had left your tech test meeting in the parking lot; given that the door to the van was open Jeongyeon likely heard everything that was said between you, including the way the older girl had stormed off after noticing Sana's clothing choice for that day.

 "What's there to talk about? Just another goddamn issue to deal with on top of the shit sundae that has been my life in the past six months or so."

 Jeongyeon crosses her arms and those long perfect legs, a look of worry on her soft features.

 "I guess it has been... rough for you the past little while. Maybe we should cancel or postpone this op until Nayeon gets over this? She seems a little... emotionally compromised at the moment."

 "It's fine," you answer, "she's nothing if not a professional. She'll be there at 3."

 Jeongyeon glances over to the wall clock. It was 1:15.

 "What exactly happened between you two?" she asks, hesitation plain in her voice, "I mean, I know what happened in your past is none of my business... but you two clearly have some history. It was a little hard to ignore the little soap opera scene that was playing out fifteen feet away from me."

 You look up at the young woman and take a moment to compose yourself.

 "Nayeon and I met in university. We dated - long term. But then I got a job offer from JYP that necessitated me moving away, and she got accepted into a Masters' program; so we broke up. It wasn't a... smooth breakup, to put it simply."

 "I'm sorry to hear that."

 "It is what it is. Believe me when I said her showing up to help us with this whole Irene thing is a surprise - to be honest, I never thought I'd ever see her again. She was the first person on the list of problems I hoped I'd never have to deal with."

 Jeongyeon takes a moment to gather her thoughts, bringing a slender hand to her mouth and tapping her lips with a fingertip. A couple of moments of silence pass.

 "You... seem to have a lot of girls on your list."

 You are taken aback by Jeongyeon's words - a little offended by her insinuation that you didn't know how to manage your relationships with women.

 "You know about my relationship with the girls on the team. You've never had a problem with that. And is it so hard to believe I've had past girlfriends?"

 "No, it's not that - not that at all. I don't mean to judge you."

 "Then what do you mean, Jeongyeon?"

 The young woman takes a moment to compose her words, apparently taken aback by your defensiveness.

 "I just... I guess I've just been bumped down another spot on the list."

 She casts her eyes down and away from you as a look of sadness overtakes her features. She had made plain her feelings for you, and to see yet another woman enter your life vying for your attention must have hit her hard. You immediately regret speaking so defensively.

 "I... I'm sorry, Jeongyeon. I misunderstood you. I didn't mean-"

 "No, it's okay," she says, waving a hand away, "I didn't mean to make things so serious all of a sudden. I'm sorry. I should go. I'll see you at 3."

 Jeongyeon stands and turns to leave your office, but she is stopped - when you reach over and grab her by the wrist.

 You weren't even sure how you did it - your body seemed to move of its own accord, quickly rising and reaching out for her slender arm, doing something, anything, to keep her from leaving. It was almost automatic, involuntary; and it didn't sink in that you had done it until Jeongyeon turns around to look you in the eye. Her eyes are glistening.

 "Jeongyeon," you manage to say, "I'm sorry. Please. Don't go."

 You stand there in silence for a few moments that seem to stretch out into infinity, your hand clutching her wrist, your eyes searching for something in each others' that neither of you were quite sure could actually be found.

 "I need to know," Jeongyeon finally says, her voice surprisingly stern, as though she were mustering every ounce of courage she had to speak, "I need to know if we're ever going to happen. I've told you I would wait for you while you figured yourself out... but I'm tired of waiting. I need to know. I need to know if you're ever going to be with me."

 "Jeongyeon," you say, unable to come up with anything else to say. Jeongyeon's eyes are glassy with tears, but the tone of her voice is strong and confident.

 "I need to know if you feel the same way. I need to know if I'm ever going to be more than just another girl on your list."

 "I..."

 "Why can't you see it?" she interrupts, her frustration and anger lending her voice strength, "Why can't you see how much stress and drama and heartache all these other girls are causing you? Momo, Sana, Nayeon - all these other girls - all they do is burden you. All you do is deal with their bullshit. Why can't you see how easy it would be if we were together? Why can’t you see how much I care about you?"

 You had known for a long time about Jeongyeon, and how she felt about you. She had told you as such on multiple occasions - and it was evidently obvious enough that others around the office had noticed it, too. You are suddenly unable to look at her in the eye anymore, and instead your gaze drifts down to where you are still clutching her wrist - except you aren't holding her there anymore, your hand having drifted down of its own accord to hold her hand in yours.

 It wasn't until just then, with your hand clutching hers, that you realized how you felt. Everything she said - everything she said about the drama the other girls had brought into your life, and the unending need to handle everything they threw at you - it was all true. 

 And here was a woman who wanted you, only you, and nothing else. And yet you'd done nothing but lead her on, nothing but merely acknowledge her feelings for you even while you went off and dealt with other women, even while she waited for you, patiently, waiting for you to realize how wonderful a relationship with her could be. She was beautiful and smart and funny and everything you ever needed - why hadn't you seen it earlier?

 You want to say something to her, something that will lay bare your feelings - but she doesn't give you the opportunity. She lets go of your hand, and your heart aches at the separation.

 "You know what hotel room I'm in," she says, her tone still strong even if her eyes were not, "come to me tonight, once this is all done. Then I'll know. If you don't, then we can forget anything ever existed between us. I'll give up my feelings for you, and we can go back to just being co-workers with benefits."

 She turns and walks out of your office, but she lingers around the door before leaving.

 "Either way, I'll be one less problem on your list."

 ---

 "Command, Pink 1. Positive ID on VIP leaving the building. Sending confirmation images."

 "Pink 1, Command. Acknowledged. Standby for further orders."

 On one of the van's monitors, you watch a live video feed from Sana as she sits in the cafe across the street from the SM HQ main entrance, the long lens DSLR on the table next to her pointed right at its front doors. The camera makes a series of clicking sounds as Irene emerges from the building and steps into a waiting black car, an air of haughty arrogance following her every step of the way. From the back of the tech van, parked a few blocks away in a secluded alleyway, you watch as the still captures from her camera appear on a monitor.

 To say there was a tense atmosphere in the van was a bit of an understatement.

 You were thankful, at least, for the presence of Jihyo, who was sitting between you and Jeongyeon in the rear of the van, the three of you facing the bank of monitors, laptops, and other tech equipment that Jeongyeon was somehow operating - all at the same time, it seemed. Silence weighed heavy in the air, aside from the tapping of Jeongyeon's fingers as she typed out some indecipherable code on a terminal that you presume kept everything running smoothly.

 Doing your best to ignore the tension in the air, you focus instead on the jittery picture on one of the main monitors - the live video feed from Nayeon's jacket camera. You watch as she nears the alleyway that contained the side entrance door to SM - the entrance code to which she had convinced Jay to give up earlier in the week.

 "Command, Blue 1. At staging point. Ready to commence operation."

 "Blue 1, Command. PID on VIP leaving the building. Be advised, nest is empty, lights are green," Jihyo answers.

 "Blue 1 acknowledges. Commencing."

 You might have just imagined it, but from the second Nayeon had declared she was starting the operation the way she walked seemed to have changed - if the decreased shakiness of the video feed was anything to go by; her steps seemed more stable as she adopted the persona of an SM employee. As you had predicted, she was nothing but professional once she got to work.

 She reaches the keypad to the nondescript black door on the side of the building, and without hesitation - for she knew she was probably on camera - she punches in Jay's code on the keypad next to it. Through the camera's audio feed you hear a loud beep and the click of what was probably the door unlocking. The three of you in the van breathe a sigh of relief, thankful that Jay's code had actually worked - the first of many hurdles.

 Nayeon opens the door and enters the building. The hallway she steps into is basic, nothing out of the ordinary. Jay had said that Irene used this entrance as a way to meet contacts that she didn't want to be seen walking in through the front door, and so you weren't surprised by the mundane nature of the hallway - a stark contrast to the otherwise sleek, hypermodern design that pervaded the rest of the building.

 There is a single door to the left, and Nayeon strides toward it, every step confident, self-assured, seeming to anyone watching (and she probably was being watched, if the numerous security cameras were any indication) that she belonged there.

 Beyond the door is a simply furnished waiting room, with two leather couches in the middle of it, a coffee table between them, and a desk next to the only other door out of the room - a desk with a very surprised looking receptionist.

 The receptionist, a young woman, stands, seemingly surprised by Nayeon's entrance. She bows cautiously and greets her in Korean. Even without understanding the language you know she is asking what Nayeon's business is, and presumably whether she has an appointment. The two begin to converse politely.

 "Nayeon told her she doesn't have an appointment - but that Irene is expecting her," Jihyo translates, "she's telling the receptionist she'll just wait in Irene's office."

 Nayeon continues towards the door to Irene’s office, not giving the receptionist an opportunity to stop her. The nervous looking receptionist does her best to physically get in Nayeon's way, an apologetic tone in her voice as she gestures towards the leather couches, presumably so she could confirm Nayeon's identity with Irene before allowing her inside.

 Nayeon's demeanor changes - and even without knowing the meaning of her words you can detect the introduction of venom into her tone.

 "She's insisting Irene is expecting her, and that she should be let into her office. The receptionist wants her to sit and wait for Irene."

 The two go back and forth for awhile, and the faux impatience and anger in Nayeon's tone steadily rises. The girl could act - the sheer, utter confidence she carried in her personal life served her well in her professional one as well, it seemed.

 "She's threatening the receptionist," Jihyo translates with a small, subtle grin on her lips, "she's saying if she doesn't let her into Irene's office, Irene will hear about it and it'll cost her her job."

 The young receptionist is visibly flustered, and you feel a momentary sense of pity at the situation Nayeon had put her in. Nayeon, however, feels no such sympathy, and with a few more terse words that sound like a command and a sharp nod of her head towards the door, the receptionist reaches over and opens the way to Irene's office. The receptionist bows deeply in apology as Nayeon enters and slams the door behind her. 

 Nayeon was now where she needed to be - Irene’s office, where she decided there was the best chance for finding something to incriminate Irene and SM. The office consisted of a large wooden desk with a laptop on it, and behind that a series of minimalist filing cabinets. Irene’s leather desk chair was large and opulent, but facing the desk for her guests were two spartan chairs; it was a layout meant to place Irene in a position of power with whomever she met, leaving no doubt as to who was in charge. 

 "Command, Blue 1. I'm in. Commencing search."

 Almost immediately a sense of urgency that wasn’t there previously overtakes Nayeon, as though a switch had been flipped inside her; she dashes over to the desk, producing a USB drive that Jeongyeon had equipped her with. She quickly plugs it into the presumably locked and encrypted laptop.

 “Give me five minutes,” Jeongyeon says, as she quickly begins typing code into a terminal.

 Nayeon doesn’t waste any time, and she quickly turns to the filing cabinets. She pulls the first one open and begins rifling through the paper files she finds inside, pulling a few folders out and placing the contents onto the desk. She pulls out her phone, and immediately begins taking photos of the documents.

 This goes on for a few minutes, and while there was no immediate threat to her, you still found yourself worried for Nayeon’s safety; at any moment SM security could have burst through the door and caught her red handed. Every second she spent on SM property, she was in danger.

 “I’m in!” Jeongyeon announces, seemingly having gained access to the contents of Irene’s laptop, “I’m downloading to the drive.”

 “How long will that take?” Jihyo asks.

 “About ten minutes. There’s terabytes of data here,” Jeongyeon answers. As Nayeon’s device downloads text and images, previews of each file scroll on one of the monitors in front of you.

 “Blue 1, you’ll have to hold for ten minutes,” Jihyo relays.

 “Understood,” Nayeon replies, not skipping a beat as she returns the files she is working on to the drawer before grabbing another handful and starting again. You don’t have time to look at exactly what she is photographing, but you do catch glimpses of the JYP logo - several black and white photo of members of your team, obviously taken from a long distance.

 You watch Jeongyeon bring a hand to her mouth in shock as several photos of her at a cafe with Choa flash briefly on the monitors.

 “Fucking bitch,” Jihyo says out loud. Briefly, her entire service record flashes on the screen - her resume, her case records, even her psych evaluations.

 “How the hell did she get all this shit? What the hell is she planning?” Jeongyeon hisses, still in shock. Neither Jihyo nor you are able to answer. Your fists clench in anger at the scale of Irene’s newly discovered treachery.

 “Jesus, there’s a lot here,” Nayeon quips as she flips through another folder and snaps more pictures, “plenty enough for invasion of privacy charges, at least.”

 “That’s not enough,” you snap, “we need to catch her on more. I want her in jail.”

 “I agree - there has to be something more substantial,” Jihyo adds, “something that implicates her in something big.”

 Nayeon continues her search, finishing up with her current folder before returning it to the cabinet. Instead of grabbing the next one in order, she flips through the files, evidently looking for something with an interesting label.

 Her fingers stop suddenly when a black folder comes into view - it is grainy and blurry on the video monitor, but even you can see that it was clearly a folder of importance. 

 On the label for the folder are two stark letters: YG.

 “That’s it,” Jihyo says with a tone of urgency, “that’s gotta have something on the YG case!”

 “The YG case?” You ask. You had known that Irene had played some part in the recent fall of one of the larger companies in your industry, but you didn’t know many of the details.

 “YG was one of the big players, “Jihyo explains, her eyes not once straying from the monitor where Nayeon has begun combing through the file, “until a few years ago, when Irene brought down their leadership with a combination of blackmail and bribery. Rumour had it their R&D group was on the verge of a tech breakthrough - until all four members of their core research team disappeared.”

 “Disappeared?” Jeongyeon asks.

 “Yeah - one day they were here, the next day they were gone. Since everyone knows Irene had a hand in bringing down the company, everyone just assumed she had a part to play in their disappearance too, but there isn’t any evidence to prove that. SM didn’t debut any new tech after taking down YG either, which they would have done if they���d had a hold on the R&D group’s work.”

 “Jesus…” Jeongyeon hisses; she knew first hand what Irene’s people were capable of, having been a victim of it herself. “Is it possible that the team went into hiding? What if they knew Irene was on their tail, and they went underground to keep SM and Irene from getting their hands on the tech they were working on?”

 “That’s a possibility,” Jihyo answers, “we know SM wanted to take YG down because they were a business rival, but the possibility of stealing their tech at the same time is probably what motivated them to send Irene after them.”

 Nayeon continues her scanning of the files - until a knock on the door of the office startles her and the three of you in the van.

 Nayeon freezes for only a moment until her training kicks in and she moves, with admirable calm, into action.

 “Command, Blue 1. Update on the drive?”

 “Blue 1, Command. Six minutes,” Jihyo answers after glancing over at Jeongyeon’s screen.

 Nayeon closes up the YG file and places it on top of the laptop, covering up the USB drive, before walking towards the door. Taking a breath, she opens it swiftly. On the other side of the door is a tall, slim man in a perfect black suit, the earpiece in his ear and his overall appearance marking him out as a likely member of SM’s security team. Next to him is the receptionist, a nervous look on her features.

 Nayeon questions the man with a terse tone, as though she were annoyed at his interruption. The man answers politely but firmly, seemingly asking for confirmation of Nayeon’s identity.

 Nayeon lets her confidence and body language speak for her, answering his questions with a haughty and arrogant tone to her voice, as though she couldn’t believe the man had the gall to bother her while she was waiting for her non-existent appointment with Irene.

 Nayeon lets out a scoff, as though she couldn’t believe what was happening. Finally she invites him into Irene’s office with a disgusted wave of her hand. When he steps inside, she slams the door behind him - but not before shooting the receptionist a sharp look.

 “Nayeon says the security guard can wait in the office with her if the receptionist is so worried,” Jihyo translates.

 The two converse in Korean. Nayeon slumps into Irene’s desk chair as if she owned it, crossing her legs and idly browsing through something on her phone. The man sits in one of the chairs opposite her, likely surprised by the sheer gall and arrogance on display by the stranger in front of him who was sitting in his boss’ chair.

 “She’s hitting on him,” Jihyo says with a smirk, “she says that the receptionist was annoying but at least he’s cute. She’s asking him if there are any good places nearby to get a drink.”

 The security guard seemed surprised at Nayeon’s sudden change in tone, but he seemed willing to indulge her at least. It sounded like he was suggesting a few places nearby. Whatever Nayeon was saying to him, it sounded like his tough exterior was beginning to crack.

 From her interrogation of Jay you knew Nayeon was not above using her body to get what she wanted - and while you knew it was for the good of the mission (not to mention her own safety), you still found yourself hesitant at what you were about to witness.

 Nayeon rises from her chair and walks around to the front of the desk, each step accompanied with an exaggerated swing of her hips. She leans against the front of the desk, crossing her legs in front of her. The guard seemed a little tense at her new proximity, shifting nervously in his seat as Nayeon continues to make small talk with him, her tone slowly becoming more and more flirtatious.

 He finds enough courage to say what appears to be a joke, if Nayeon’s reaction is anything to go by.

 She lets out a short giggle - the kind of giggle a girl gives when she is not truly amused but rather wants to appear as cute as possible. You don’t understand what she says next, but you imagine she is telling him how funny he is.

 “She says she’s bored of waiting,” Jihyo translates, “and that there must be something they could do to pass the time.”

 You fidget in your chair in the cramped van, uncomfortable at having to bear witness for the second time in a week as your ex-girlfriend seduces a man. At least this time there was more than just a pane of one-way glass separating you, not that it lessened the discomfort.

 Nayeon bends over until she is just inches away from the guard’s face - and you could tell he was trying awfully hard not to take a glimpse down the tantalizing cleavage of her low cut blouse.

 She taps his nose with a finger - which would have been cute, if she didn’t immediately follow it up by tracing her finger along his admittedly sharp jawline. Her finger falls slowly down to the red, perfectly knotted tie at his throat, and with her long, delicate fingers she undoes the knot and pulls on the red silk until it is completely off.

 She stands, playing seductively with the red silk, until she is standing behind him. You don’t understand the content of the lustful sounding words coming from her mouth, but you do understand her tone. She bends to whisper something in his ear as she wraps the tie around his mouth and knots it behind his head, the red silk filling his mouth and keeping him from speaking. She continues to speak seductively into his ear, and as her fingers fall down the front of his chest to slowly undo the buttons of his white shirt, you brace yourself for what was about to transpire-

 -until Nayeon abruptly whacks the guard over the head with what appeared to be a heavy steel stapler.

 You didn’t even know when she picked it up from Irene’s desk, nor where she hid it while she seduced the guard - all you knew was that said guard was now on the floor unconscious, and Nayeon was rushing back to the laptop to retrieve the USB and its now-completed download of Irene’s data. She snatches the YG folder from the desk and quickly makes towards the exit.

 “Command, Blue 1. Leaving.”

 “Acknowledged, Blue 1,” Jihyo answers, a small, impressed smile on her lips.

 Nayeon slips out of the office and finds the waiting room empty - dismissing the absence of the receptionist, she quickly heads towards the hallway door that will lead her to the outside of the building.

 In the hallway to greet her are half a dozen more guards.

 In that moment time freezes; there is a look of utter shock on the guards’ faces when Nayeon appears, and it seems to take forever for the foremost amongst them to acknowledge Nayeon’s presence by raising his hand and shouting something in Korean. It is just enough time for Nayeon to make a decision - the one to run.

 She dashes as quickly as she can down the hallway, the six guards in close pursuit. She reaches the door first and bursts into the alleyway.

 “Command, Blue 1! Request for hot extract!”

 “Blue 1, acknowledged!” Jihyo answers quickly, already scrambling towards the front of the van and the drivers’ seat. She starts the engine and before you can get a hold of anything the van is already moving, throwing you off your seat and to the floor of the vehicle. Jeongyeon is just as surprised as you, and the sudden jolt of movement causes her to lose her balance and fall quite literally into your arms. Your arms wrap themselves around her as Jihyo pushes the van out into the busy street.

 You barely have time to get upright before the van screeches to a halt a few seconds later, sending both Jeongyeon and yourself tumbling forward uncontrollably. You land roughly on top of her, and you immediately give her a look of concern, but she is a tough one, and a shake of her head dismisses your worry.

 “Fuck, we’re stuck!” Jihyo snaps. You raise your head enough to peer through the front window to find a large dump truck has begun to back up into an adjacent construction site, stopping traffic from both sides from progressing.

 “Can’t back up!” Jeongyeon shouts as she looks out the rear window. It was rush hour in Seoul and cars were already packed behind the van.

 “Shit,” you hiss. You look up at the monitor where Nayeon is still running away from the guards, the video feed bouncing and rattling with the pace of her run. From the way she was running she was still clearly being chased.

 “Blue 1, this is Command,” you say quickly into the microphone, “make for the shopping mall across the street. We can lose them in the crowd. I’ll meet you there!”

 “Okay!” Nayeon manages to answer.

 “I’m gonna go grab her. Jihyo, once this clears up pick us up from the mall!” You shout as you open up the rear doors of the van and scramble out, wanting to do something, anything, to save Nayeon from her pursuers.

 —-

 The mall is crowded, as you expected, but it at least gave you a chance to lose the SM guards in the rush of after-work shoppers - or so you hoped. It doesn’t take you long to find Nayeon - there is a loud commotion at one of the entrances, and before you know it Nayeon is there, running towards you, half a dozen suited men in close pursuit.

 “Run!” She shouts, and before you know it the two of you are running, ducking and weaving around the busy crowd of startled shoppers. The crowd shouts and yelps in alarm as you ran as fast as you could, unable to avoid the occasional unintentional bump of a started onlooker.

 The guards are close behind - you needed to do something to throw them off. Taking Nayeon by the wrist, you duck into a hallway apart from the main shopping area that contained the mall’s washrooms and admin areas - and it appears you’re successful, as you risk a glance behind you and deduct from the retreating source of the commotion that the guards are heading in the wrong direction.

 You and Nayeon breathe a sigh of relief, happy that you’d lost the guards for now. Satisfied that your pursuers have been sufficiently thrown off, you head back into the main shopping area-

 -only to quite literally run into a guard; the same one Nayeon had knocked out in Irene’s office.

 It takes the both of you a split second to recognize each other, but when the guard finally recovers enough from the shock to realize who you and the woman behind you were, a look of anger quickly appears on his face.

 He raises his hand to his mouth, presumably to report to the radio microphone in his jacket cuff. He begins to speak-

 -only to be punched in the mouth and knocked out cold for the second time in the last half hour.

 Yoo Jeongyeon is there, suddenly, shaking her fist as she stands over the guard’s fallen form, a grimace on her face.

 “Fuck, they never tell you how much it hurts to punch someone,” she hisses.

 Nayeon and you take a moment to register what just happened, until a loud shout from the other side of the mall snaps the three of you back into the moment. A split second later you watch as the six SM guards, realizing they’d been heading in the wrong direction, begin to head back towards you. Evidently the knocked out guard got enough across to tell them where you were before Jeongyeon laid him out.

 “Shit!” Jeongyeon snaps, before the three of you quickly dart back into the hallway. The sound of the heavy shoes stomping after you, and the shouts of alarm and anger from members of the crowd as they are pushed aside, tells you the guards are in close pursuit.

 Nayeon, leading the way, heads towards the end of the hallway, where a red emergency door seemingly leads to the outside of the mall. It might have been locked, it might have led to a dead end, but at the moment it was your only option.

 Nayeon barges into the door with her shoulder, which thankfully gives way and reveals an alleyway. You are only a few seconds ahead of your pursuers, but when you step across the door you immediately turn and brace yourself against it, holding it shut as best you could. Jeongyeon notices what you’re doing and she too braces herself against it.

 “Run, Nayeon!” You shout, and you watch as Nayeon stands momentarily frozen, debating whether or not she should do as you say. The second passes, and Nayeon quickly turns to begin to run away - but she only runs to a nearby pile of trash, where she retrieves a heavy looking bin. Jeongyeon scrambles to help her pick it up, and together the three of you push it up against the door.

 And you do so just in time, as the door bursts almost halfway open when the guards on the other side throw themselves against it. The bin is heavy and helps the three of you keep the door shut, but you knew it was only a matter of time before the men on the other side eventually overpowered you and forced their way out.

 “Fuck, Nayeon, just get out of here. Get the data to Jihyo,” you snap as you push as heavily as you could against the bin and the door. The guards on the other side are shouting as they try to pry the door open, all of them appearing to throw their weight behind it.

 You make eye contact with Nayeon, and in her eyes you see her inner conflict - she didn’t want to leave you there, didn’t want to leave you to be captured by SM, not when she knew what they were capable of and what had happened to others that had crossed Irene. But the information in the file and on her USB drive were vital, and someone had to get it out there…

 For a split second Nayeon’s eyes quiver, as though she were afraid of having to live with her decision - but then before you know it she is gone, dashing away, running as fast as her legs could carry her. You watch as she turns the corner and disappears out into the busy street.

 You know that she was just doing what you had ordered her to do - what made the most sense in that situation. The information in the folder, and the USB drive, might have been enough to finally bring Irene to justice. Someone had to get it out into the public. Nonetheless, it hurt you to see her run and leave you to deal with the SM guards, even when you knew it was the most logical course of action.

 Next to you, Jeongyeon is struggling to push back against the door, a look of hard effort on her face as she leans as hard as she could against the cold steel and the heavy bin. She could have run right along with Nayeon, but instead she decided to stay.

 “You didn’t have to come for us,” you manage to say.

 “I didn’t come for her,” she answers, “I came for you.”

 You reach over and clutch her hand, covering it with yours. You smile at her, a sad smile; you were both about to be captured by dangerous people with ill intentions, and while you would have been happier knowing she was far away and safe, a small part of you was still happy she was there, with you, when she could have easily stayed in the van with Jihyo.

 Jeongyeon smiles back at you. 

 The door bursts open and the guards spill out into the alleyway, the force of their exit knocking you and Jeongyeon to the ground. You quickly crawl over to Jeongyeon and help her to her feet, the six guards quickly rising themselves as they finally confront you. 

 You clench your fists and step between them and Jeongyeon, unwilling to go down without a fight and wanting to protect her for as long as you could. You are surprised to find that Jeongyeon has stepped out from behind you to stand side by side, a look of determination on her face as she glares angrily as the SM guards as though taunting them into attacking her. A small stream of blood is falling down her cheek from a gash she must have received as she fell. 

 In her hands is a length of scrap wood that she must have picked up off the ground, clutched in front of her like a sword.

 The SM guards tense, ready for the confrontation that was about to come. The first of them inches forward, and reaches into his suit to draw a collapsible steel baton. You breathe and ready yourself as best you could for what was to come.

 There is a loud screech that could only be that of burning rubber, and everyone in the alley freezes to watch as a van pulls up on the entrance of the alleyway, directly behind you and Jeongyeon. You immediately think it is Jihyo, but this van is white, not black. The side door flies open. Time freezes in that moment, and you manage to make out every single detail of what awaited you inside the van.

 In the van are three women. One was unfamiliar to you. The second you recognize as the fit stewardess on the flight to Seoul from Hawaii last week - the one that had taken a keen interest in you and Jeongyeon. 

 The third woman was one you knew well. She is beautiful, as she always was, even if this time her face is heavy with intensity. Her eyes, those large, expressive eyes of hers, are wide open with alarm and determination. It wasn’t until that moment that you realized how much you’d missed her, how much you’d longed to see her again. 

 But there is something about her that looks a little different, a little out of place. It takes you another split second to realize why she looked so different - her hair, usually in bangs, was now swept off to the side. And while the fact that she was now your rescuer added to the fact, you were convinced that she had never looked more beautiful.

 “Get in!” Hirai Momo shouts, her hand extended towards you.

 You immediately rush Jeongyeon into the van before taking Momo’s hand and letting her pull you into the vehicle. The stewardess shuts the sliding door behind you just as the guards reach the van and try in vain to open the locked door. 

 “Floor it, Chaeyoung!” Momo shouts. The driver, a young looking girl with a short haircut, shifts the van into gear.

 “Hold on!”

 With the sound of screeching tires, the van speeds away from the alleyway, whisking you to safety.

[shiny-procrastinates]

(re)Watching Magia Record S1 - part 11

part 10 here

Hello and welcome back everyone to our Magia Record s1 watch-along! Last time, we had the aftermath of the Endless Solitude's incident, found out that Mami is now part of the Wings of the Magius and left off with the reveal that one of Ui's (Iroha's sister, for those who have forgotten) might be another one of the Magius. What is this all about? Let's watch and find out:

Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story: Magia Record S1 episode 11

For some reason, we are now watching Tsukuyo's club practice. Wait- Akatsuki? That's not the surname I remember. We also see a photo of Mifuyu on the club room, so they must've been club mates.

Good question, Tsukuyo. Maybe she's waiting for Sana? (lies)

awnt the whole family's on the op now. Yachiyo is even smiling!

NOW we're back to where the other episode left off. According to Sana, she sometimes heard the Feathers talking about Nemu when they came to Ai's barrier to retrieve a witch. The girls then wonder if Nemu's being forced to work with them and Iroha says that maybe Ui's being kept captive by them too, with everyone falling silent at this.

Felicia asks if they can't just catch a Feather and force them to speak, so Tsuruno says if they should keep going after the Rumors them. While the three are wondering that, Iroha remembers about Tsukuyo, who she had seen in her uniform, and we are now back to the present.

Yeah right, are you saying you were actually triplets?

So Iroha decided to catch Tsukuyo after school. If Tsukuyo had a braincell, she could've left by a backdoor or used her magical girl powers to jump over the wall, but it seems she borrowed hers to Tsukasa today.

Tsukuyo stops Iroha from outing her as a Feather, so Iroha invites her to go talk somewhere else. Tsukuyo asks if she plans to interrogate her or worse but Iroha really only wants to talk.

After changing locations, Iroha seems to have told Tsukuyo about her situation. Tsukuyo asks why Iroha would go so far as telling her that, and Iroha answers that she needs to see Nemu no matter what.

After asking who between Tsukuyo and Tsukasa is the younger sister, appealing to their point in common, Iroha threatens outing Tsukuyo to the others if she doesn't let her see Nemu. Tsukuyo is shocked, asking if she's threatening her and Iroha says she doesn't care if she sees it that way. Damn, Iroha really means business when it's about her sister.

As always when it comes to Ui, Iroha's unusually pushy, and Tsukuyo ends up giving in and promising to at least talk to Mifuyu about it.

Later that day, the Mikadzuki girls minus Yachiyo are having a meeting in Iroha's room, and decide to get Yachiyo coasters as a thank-you present for giving them the mugs. So cute.

...that's some interesting club this school has.

The next day, Iroha meets up after school with the other girls to go buy the coaster. Can we talk about the fact there's a group chat just for watching over Felicia? lol

The girls go buy the coaster, and get interrupted by a witch. Guess we can add that to the things magical girls can't do in peace. No probs Tsuruno, there's really no run-time for this.

Look how happy she is. Please don't ruin this in the next scene, show (flag).

Back at the house, Iroha's waiting for Yachiyo's return on Tsuruno's instructions. She hears the doorbell ring and answers it immediately, thinking it's Yachiyo (really, Iroha, why would Yachiyo ring the doorbell to her own house?) but, shockingly, it's Mifuyu.

This probably situation couldn't get more awkward for Iroha had they tried. Iroha tries to show some hospitality, but Mifuyu takes the lead and the opportunity to rub in that she knows the place (and its owner) way better. What's with the attitude, Mifuyu? It's not like Iroha threatened your friend or a- oh wait, nvm.

Iroha asks what business Mifuyu has with Yachiyo today, and Mifuyu asks in return if she has to have some business in order to visit a friend... no, not business Mifuyu but normally you'd warn someone before dropping by, where's your manners? Iroha points out that she hasn't visited for a long time and Mifuyu explains that she didn't come because she knew Yachiyo wouldn't agree with The Wings of the Magius. She then explains she's actually there to talk to Iroha today.

Oh, she did it, she flipped Iroha's switch.

Mifuyu asks if Iroha wouldn't join the cult if she wants to know about Nemu, but Iroha questions Mifuyu's motive for recruiting her, to which Mifuyu says it'd be good for them because she'd be able to investigate about her sister without clashing with them. Iroha presses her about Ui, which she says she doesn't know, and Nemu, but Mifuyu does not say anything else.

...aaand the other girls are standing there in the garden while all this is going on lol

*peek*

Mifuyu invites the girls of Mikadzuki Villa to attend a lecture about what exactly the cult is doing... this is definitely a trap ain't it. At that moment, Yachiyo arrives. Oooh man...

Mifuyu apologizes for the surprise and makes to leave, saying this one unpleasant remark to which Yachiyo angrily replies right away.

Mifuyu provokes Yachiyo, saying how she went back to being her old self, which Yachiyo denies, eventually losing her cool and ordering Mifuyu to leave.

Tsuruno tries to check on Yachiyo but Yachiyo also leaves. Felicia's confused and Tsuruno tries to keep a bright mood, but the atmosphere is definitely ruined.

Yachiyo has went back to her room and-

ohhwoah what is that that's creepy!

So, uhh, Yachiyo is not well at all, she's now hallucinating. Whatever Mifuyu was trying to get at earlier it definitely got to her.

Seems the other girls aren't having a much better night either... but at least they're not hallucinating.

The next day, Iroha relays Mifuyu's invitation to the others. Yachiyo, however, refuses to take part in the conversation and leaves. She's very clearly still bothered about what Mifuyu said, and now she's avoiding her team.

Iroha and the girls have each their reaction to Yachiyo's behavior for a moment, but then go back to the matter at hand. Sana asks if Iroha really plans on going to the lecture, and she says she decided it'd be best to go, after thinking it over. They don't want to fight the cult either, so it shouldn't hurt to at least try to hear them out. Felicia says it's definitely a trap but that they can just break out together then, with Tsuruno agreeing. The two laugh, but doesn't it feel kinda forced?

...and then they realize no one knows where Memory Museum is lol

Mitama! Long time no see.

Iroha drops by the Coordinator's to ask about Memory Museum, which Mitama reveals is a Rumor that's being spread around Sakae Ward.

We then get a scene about the contents of the Rumor. Apparently, the Memory Museum archives memories (who'd thought!) and you can do things with them by ringing a bell, or something. But if you see one you'll end up influenced by it. (I refuse to comment about the goat)

In any case, Momoko points on the map the probable location of Memory Museum, to which Iroha thanks the two and goes back. After Iroha leaving, Mitama advises Momoko to tell "something", at least to Rena, since Kaede is still down, and Momoko says she knows. Quite the dark clouds are on the horizon.

No, literally. It's raining.

Back at Mikadzuki Villa, all the girls except Yachiyo are leaving to go to Memory Museum. Iroha warns Yachiyo they're leaving, but she doesn't answer. Ohh Yachiyo, please, are you sure you won't regret this later?

Iroha and co. naruto run on the rain to Memory Museum, meeting Chibi Kyuubei on the entrance. Yep, definitely Rumor. I might be going crazy but I always think that Iroha looks more her age with the raincoat, despite Madoka's wei- I mean, unique art style. Gotta be something with the proportions.

Also like this detail with Tsuruno's coat folded weird and Felicia's not folded at all lol

We are platformer game now

While climbing up the drawers, the girls talk about chibi Kyuubei, eventually raising suggestions on how to name him... which is funny because that's for the player to decide in the game, so we don't have an official way to call him.

Meanwhile, Rena's meeting up with Momoko. She starts complaining like usual, but soon hesitates when she reads the mood. Momoko says she thought it was time to tell her what happened to Yachiyo one year ago. Wait, what? We never heard about anything either.

But, well... we can guess.

Back at the Memory Museum, Iroha might be the unluckiest mahou shoujo ever, because

One of the Magius is none other than one of her sister's friends.

- x -

Aaand that's it for episode 11. That last scene is a bomb drop, but it's not like you couldn't see it coming from the moment they said Nemu was part of the cult. I mean, if one of the hospital trio was erased from existence, and the other was part of the cult, what were the odds that the last one would be normal? lol

Talking about this scene, I feel compelled to post here the corresponding still from the game, because the world was robbed of Iroha's surprisingly gallant back:

Seriously, when was she ever this cool?

On the other hand, Touka looks like a cute normal kid here which is about as far of the truth as we can get, so I'll give the anime credit for that.

All that aside, we are now approaching the end! With the Magius giving a lecture about salvation and Momoko having a talk with Rena, it's quite clear that the truth about magical girls is about to be revealed to our cast next episode. The big question here is: how will they react? Felicia specially shouldn't be very happy to learn this, considering what her wish was. Exciting!

We also have left to wonder what's up with Yachiyo. Why did what Mifuyu say affect her so much? We have yet to see her backstory, so Momoko talking might just gives us the answer to that question.

With that said, I'll leave it here for today. I can't believe this ended up even later than yesterday considering I start writing even earlier. Dammit short attention span, stop getting sidetracked pls. Tomorrow we'll be watching episode 11 that's looking really promising, so I hope you'll be reading me again then. Have a good morning/afternoon/evening and bye-bye!

[1-800-seo]

RULES : LIST DOWN YOUR TOP TEN BIASES AND ANSWER THE FOLLOWING QUESTIONS

bias list: (i tried to mix up the groups >-<)

Johnny

Ten

Mark

Namjoon

Changkyun

Bang Chan

Sana

Xiaojun

Momo

Sungchan

between one and four who would you rather kiss?

Joon used to be my ult bias and was beat out by Johnny so I’m gonna have to say JOHNNY, what I’d give to smooch this man....

between two and seven who would be your best friend?

honestly, I wish I could be bestfriends w/ Ten but I’d be scared he’d silently judge me 😅 so being best friends with Sana would be great too hehe

between five and ten who has the better voice?

ooh this is hard considering they’re both rappers, I’m going to have to say changkyun, but only because I’ve heard more of his voice.

between one and eight who is the funniest?

sorry xiaojun but Johnny never fails to make me laugh 🥺 he is so extra but so hilarious. xiaojun is funny too tho

between six and nine who would you date?

oof, to date momo would be an honour but honestly she deserves someone better than me, I mean same with chan, however I think I’d feel more comfortable with him so I’ll have to say chan :)

between nine and ten who would you do a collab with?

idk what type of collab this would be? probably have to be a song or smthn since I can’t dance lol. Momo would by far outshine me at singing, so I guess I’d have to say Sungchan since he can rap and I’ll maybe hum a few melodies haha

between four and eight who's the better dancer?

aww this feels mean to say 🤧 but probably xiaojun since I think it just comes a bit more natural to him than joon? idek

between three and five who are you most likely to marry?

probably mark 🥺 he’s just so cute like bruh how

between one and seven who would you nurse when they are sick?

hmmmm this is a hard one, like they’re both my biases so ofc I’d wanna help, however probably Johnny, he needs some serious rest from this previous year of promotion

between two and three, who has the better smile?

how can u ask me this question 0-0 probably ten but idk why there is no logic to the answer

between six and eight who would you vacation with?

hmmm probably chan, cos like he’d be so fun to chill with and see the sights together awww but also xiaojun would be great too!

Thank you so much for tagging me ie!! @nakamotocore 🤍

tagging (only if u want to ofc): @angeliicmin @moonbeamsung @kyunsies @danishmiilk @lebrookestore and anyone else who wants to! <33

[itsjusta]

Feb. 1 (Mon)

no school but a productive dayyy becos i finished 1 task of mine and 2 tasks of yours!!! heheh

Feb. 2 (Tues)

woke up at 9 again aishhh why can’t i wake up at 10 na huuuh grrr

nag listen nalang kos lecture sa isa ka subject doeee and i sold na my DITO after weeks of holding hhah i gained 1300!! hehe nag buy ko another but issa time to hold napddd until mutaas2 ang priceee hehe

also felt productive today doe i finished 1 forum of mine and then yours hahah but in the hapon and gabii issa idk doeee i felt like crying doe and my heart hurts idk aishhh i feel lonely doe and it made me cry >:(

thank u for da milktea doeee heheh i felt better na but idk issa tonight i just feel a little empty and sad hehhe craving for love sguro ko pero la ko mapangayoan 🥲 hahahah char!!! kakapoy ma singgol uyyy gusto ko lang naman ng tender loving care HAHAHAH

Feb. 3 (Wed)

i slept na at 3 or 4 gabii doe 🙄🙄🙄 i started to piyong2 at 1 but di jd ko makatulooog idjooot grrr hahah my damgo was also so funny doe cos i was at medina wid my friends tas kalag2 ata to doe and gabaklay mi pauli tas ang pakulo daw ato kay naay gi hire nga mga people nga murag balbal baaa tas kamulo mi uli ka naa jd mga balbal nga naay mga kutsilyo tas gina lakag mi and grabe nakong dagan doe i was so scareeed and nag bulag2 mi HUHUHU and we found out na they were not hired na by the mayor doeee they were just crazy people who want 2 kill us 😤 grabe ako struggle pag uli kay gilakag kog isa ka babae doeee and ako nalang isa kay nag buwag2 na lagi mi but nakauli rajd ko and nahuman na ako damgo thank God!!! HAHAHAHHA mura nakog mamatay didto!!

also really really unmotivated todaaaay issa idk my body feels kapoy cos i woke up dugay na doe and my heart feels uneasy and bothered doeee hmpfff nag try ko do sa isa ka task for u but i’m so confused on what to answer doeee :(( kahilakon nako kay gusto rko mag maoy2 karon but issa wala man tears HAHAHAH so nag watch nalang ko the movie so boring hups!!!

also aish when i think or talk about our break up doe issa maka cry gihapon kooo idiot man ko uyyy so dugay naman unta to 😤

Feb. 4 (Thurs)

my damgo was nice doeee hhahah i was a princess daw of a nation but i also skwela in XU tas naa man to gathering doeee and naa ka uban mo jap and bbert nag inom daw mo gikan tas tipsy naka doeee hahaha nag kita man ta ato sa event but buwag na jpon ta ato and imo daw bag o kay si bloden 🤦🏻‍♀️ but then we talked saimo car daw doe and nag drive around ta and we s3ks HAHAHHA why i always damgo of u and i having s3ggs huh maybe i am tigang na gyd HAHHAHAHAH

also missed a class doe cos i forgot i have a class at 8 am hahah i tot my class was still at 10 🤣 i did some acads stuff today and finished my task goals yeheyy

Feb. 5 (Fri)

a boring day doeee ahhah also did some acadsss and aish issa just watched bsag unsa doee i’m sad becos i’m sad and i can’t distract myself bsag ga watch ko movies doeeee aish issa i dont like when i cant distract myself from my thoughts doe cos it always bother me and i feel uneasy ://

Feb. 6 (Sat)

For the first time in weeks or months (??) I FELT SO NORMAL!!!!! 🥺 like hahahah i like this day cos i feel so calm doe and its like i have no problems btaaaaw it was just like b4 the break up inana nga feeling and ughhh sana always :((( but yeaaaah in the night i cried a lot cos tiktok showing me break up vids and relate au ko and naremind ko nga heartbroken man gyd diay ko :( HAHHAHAHAHAH and thank u doeee for always answering my questions :((( issa i appreciate it dat u dont get annoyed when i randomly ask questions doeee 🥺

Feb. 7 (Sun)

my damgo gabii was fun napd doe cos i was a girl scout and naa mga boy scouts also and naa pd ako family doe nag travel daw and nangaligo sa pantalan tas muambak na unta ko but panguli time na aissshhh

an okay day doeee hehe the weather was niceee so i just stayed in beeed and watched kdrama hehehhe rest from acads!! (but i did man gyapon acads today like for an hour hehe) also i ate a lot today doeee but das fine!!! ehhehe

[nanajaems0308]

Thank you for saying I have dem big boi brainz andm that i is a comedic legend 🤧🤧🤧 But Alec- I- He- We were talking my graduation pics when yee old me graduated high school and we were told to make funny faces and he went 👉🏻👈🏻 and the picture hangs on my wall 👁👄👁 plus he goes "sHy sHy sHy" in the shower and I cannot-

Yes ofc Tis the truth ma’am 🤧🤧🤧

Wha- I-

I would probably smack my bro if he did that😌, so I’m glad you let him live

Omg the cringe

The picture hangs on your wall- I-

But Tis oki cos mEmOriEs

You’re bro isssa TrUe FaN of twice, I stan But I’d prefer” I’m like tt in the shower “ or even better “ iS sAnA gAy”

[whippedkoalas]

Hello everyone! I’m late, because I forgot my computer last night and I posted it on the wrong blog this morning (lol), but here is the promised fic for Christmas.

I hope all of you are spending these holidays like you want to. Thank you for always being lovely to me. I’m sending big virtual hugs to every single one of you.

Take care.

Christmas time is always special. You hear about Christmas on TV, the streets and shops are decorated, you might even be on holidays. It’s the time where the year ends, too.

A lot of people associate family time with Christmas times. And that’s where it starts being complicated for people who aren’t in touch with their families.

For the past 5 years, Noora and William have spent Christmas time on their own. Just the two of them. Their friends all have family gatherings to attend and they really don’t want to spend time with their respective families. The first Christmas they spent together they went to New York. The second one they stayed in Norway, but went to Flaam. Then they stayed in Oslo the year after. Last year they went to Prague.

This year, they’re staying in Oslo because they just bought a house in the suburbs of the city and do not have the budget to do anything fancy.

Furthermore, Vilde organized a party with everyone.

All the girls will be there. Isak and Even, Jonas, Chris, Yousef, Elias, and Eskild as well.

It’s not something they can do a lot because they all have their own lives now, but this year they really wanted to do something special.

They’re having a Christmas Eve Brunch. Vilde has been sending forms and messages and emails to organize this for months now and it was her idea to meet in the morning so that Chris, Jonas, and Eskild could come.

They all have been sent a list of things to come with.

They decided to organize a Secret Santa as well.

MONDAY 24TH 09:07

Vilde doesn’t live too far from their new house, and the weather isn’t terrible this morning, so Noora and William arrive early. The whole house is decorated already.

Noora and William were in charge of fruit juices.

“Vilde?” Noora shouts, entering the house.

They hear noise in the kitchen, probably the reason why Vilde didn’t hear them knocking.

Vilde accepted to host the Christmas brunch in her grandmother’s house. She has been living in this house for a while now, since her grandmother’s death.

When they get to the kitchen, they find Vilde cooking.

“Hello, Vilde ?”

Vilde turns her head instantly.

“Noora! Oh is it 9:30 already?” she looks at them in panic and only relaxes a bit when they tell her no.

Soon, Vilde gives them tasks to do. Before they know it, everyone has arrived.

They all settle in the living room. The decoration is outdated and even terrific but Vilde swears on her life she hasn’t had time or money to redecorate the whole house.

MONDAY 24TH 10:18

The whole table is full of different food everyone has brought. Everyone is talking and laughing. Only Vilde is a bit stressed.

“it reminds me of Sana’s Eid party,” Noora says to William, who nods in agreement.

“do you want some orange juice?” he asks in response, even though he has a glass for her already in his hand. Noora nods.

Chris is not far from them, chatting with Elias and Eskild. Eskild is trying to get the number of one of Chris’ co-worker.

In a corner, Yousef and Sana are arguing about the table decoration. Yousef is smiling fondly at his fiancé who is struggling with the napkins.

Vilde and Even are in the kitchen, trying to hide the birthday cake for Sana.

Isak and Jonas are chatting together with Eva, like old times.

Christina is sitting on the floor, playing with Vilde’s cat.

Noora watches them all doing their own thing but together nonetheless, tears in her eyes.

William takes her in his arm.

“Hey, what’s up?”

Noora shakes her head and snuggles against him. “I’m just emotional. It’s a great gift to have them still in our lives even five years after.I can’t wait for them to open their gifts.”

William smiles.

MONDAY 24TH 10:43

Vilde asked them to sit down around the living room’s table again. She and Chris have organized a game.

They are playing “two lies and one truth, Christmas with high school friends edition” according to Chris, which means that they have to find situations that happened (or not) with someone who is in the room or at least during their high school years.

They decided that Eva was the first to go, even with her protests because she doesn’t have any ideas.

“okay. 1. when we were in middle school, Isak discovered that Jonas and I were together because he found us making out in the school’s toilets.”

Isak chuckles.

“2. Christoffer and I actually dated for the first six months of our last year but we didn’t say anything. Or at least I didn’t.”

Eva smiles cheekily at Chris.

“3. Christina and I went to a double date once. It was shit, I ended up going home alone, but Chris got luckier and went home with my date.”

“There is no way those stories happened and you didn’t tell us.” Sana points out. “no way. They are all lies”

“You didn’t date Chris” William says.

“it’s for sure the first one because Chris would have spilled the tea about the double date on the group chat, while she was banging Eva’s date” Vilde adds.

Chris starts laughing out loud.

They all start giving argument to guess what is the truth when William says in Noora’s ear “Jonas and Isak are quiet. So the first is the truth.”

Noora gets one point.

They continue sharing stories about each other. They learn that Yousef had a crush on Sana since basically forever according to Elias.

Chris reveals that William had a discount on their russbus because he slept with the girl who was selling it. (“That’s prostitution,” says Noora.)

Jonas’ truth is that his mother asks him every time she sees him if he’s going to marry Eva someday. (No.)

Vilde reveals she still sees Magnus once in a while.

Chris tells them Sana and she sold their russbus for much more money than they should have.

Noora says she lied about Eskild’s birthday to Eva’s to go on a date with William. (Eva hadn’t realized.)

While Eskild tells everyone he used to steal everything he needed from William and Noora back when they lived together, Noora snuggles into William’s embrace and tells him “you’re next. Do it now”

Trying not to get the others’ attention, he replies “are you sure?”

She nods. “I would have laughed. But you won’t. So do it.”

When it’s his turn, William tries to be as serious as possible.

“1. Chris and I spent a night in our school. By accident, but we did.

2. Noora and I are having a baby.

3. Last year, when we went skiing, the boys and I lied to you girls, and we went to drink something instead of skiing like we told you”

Chris, who is the only one who knows what is the truth, still takes a few seconds to register what’s happening.

“Holy fucking shit! No way!”

Everyone else is silent, trying to guess if William is joking or not.

Then when they realize that he’s not and yes, William and Noora are having a baby, they start talking and screaming and cooing all at the same time. Noora just nods, shyly. She’s still sitting almost on William’s lap. He kisses her forehead.

“so yes. We didn’t plan on telling you through a game, but I haven’t spent the night with Chris in Nissen and we really went skiing with the boys last year…” he says, while the others are watching him with wide eyes.

“but I am definitely pregnant” Noora tells them, wiping tears from her eyes.

“fuck hormones” she adds, which makes everyone laughs.

MONDAY 24TH 11:33

After congratulating the new parents, they decide to give the secret Santa gifts. They all receive a copy of Noora’s first ultrasound as a special gift. That’s how Noora and William had planned on telling them.

They had agreed not to give anything too fancy or expensive, but not one of them has followed the rule.

They all laugh together and try to guess who is their secret Santa.

Some gifts are funny, like the sweater with dicks on it Christina found for Eskild, some of them are more personal, like the necklace William gives to Noora, with “in love since 2015” written inside of the heart. she tries to mock him because it’s a sappy gift, but she immediately started crying when she opened the box so she lost credibility.

Some gifts are surprising, like the beautiful purse Christoffer gives to Vilde, making sure she knows William did not help him.

After the distribution, Vilde suggests they could take pictures and they spent the next hour taking pictures of each other to be sure to keep those memories with them forever.

MONDAY 24TH 12:58

They all sing Happy Birthday to Sana. She didn’t really expect to have a birthday cake because she’s throwing a big party in two weeks, but she’s very happy to be surrounded by all of her friends for this special day. She makes a wish, as always. And Jonas makes a speech, as always.

“today, I wanted to tell you how much I am thankful to have an amazing group of friends. We’ve been friends forever and we still are.

But I feel like I should tell you that I am glad to grow up and grow old with you. I am happy to be able to see you going for new adventures, like parenthood. I think what we have is precious. We might not be able to see each other every week, or we might not all be the best of friends, but we care for each other and we are here for each other and I think that it’s a very rare bond that we have. So happy birthday, Sana. I can’t wait to see you blow out the candles every year”

[heyhyunjiin]

Bias Tag!

Hello! I was tagged by the wonderful @jaded-tanzanite! Thank you, hun!

I’m one of the most indecisive little fuckers out here, so forgive me if there’s lots of biases for only one band!

List 10 biases out of 10 groups, tag 10 people and let them decide if you have a certain type.

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1: Stray Kids // Hyunjin (my ultra uwu) | Chan (this dude is so rad omfg) | Felix (y’all.... his smile could light a thOUSAND SUNS) 

2: NCT Dream // Jisung | Jaemin | Jeno {sm can ask me to babysit these kids anytime bc they’RE SO PRECIOUS}

3: Pentagon // Kino | Hui | Hongseok | Yuto {kcon la 2018 made me tHEIR BITCH}

4: DAY6 // Jae | Wonpil {talented meme machines}

5: GOT7 // Mark | Jackson | Yugyeom { they’re so funny and memey wtf}

6: Seventeen // Woozi | S.Coups | Hoshi {hi, i cried so hard during their oh my! performance @ kcon and these guys are like the first dudes i’ve stANNED SO HARD FOR YEARS OMFG} 

7: TWICE // Jeongyeon | Momo | Sana  {do i even need to explain? they are also my babies and i may be 4′ something but i’ll gladly square up-)

8. Boyfriend // Minwoo | Youngmin | Kwangmin | Jeongmin {*proceeds to cry about how much i love these guys and how excited i am every time they have a comeback.*)

9. BlackPink // Lisa | Jennie [ they’re talented meme queens sorry i don’t make the rules here.]

10. BTS // Jimin | Jin | Jungkook (i literally grew up from my early teens up to now listening to this amazing band and i can’t even express how grateful i am for the significant impact their music has had on me as a person.) 

This tag was super fun! I tag: @sugarplumbinnie @visualminho @chiminielix @seungjinlix @chrsbng @softmonstaxuwu @stayuwu @demonseungmin @aestaetic-co @ethereal-kenna . you guys totally don’t have to do this, only if you want to and I also tag whoever else would like to list their biases! 

[oncezone-blog]

TWICE: Weekly Recap #51 (October 16 - October 21)

Many tears were shed as it was TWICE’s 3rd anniversary this week. With an anniversary Vlive and Instagram spams from many members ONCEs were well fed. Simultaneously ONCEs could feel their wallets becoming lighter with the announcements of the comeback date of Yes or Yes comeback, BDZ fan merch, TWICE AIRLINES season greetings, and ONCE Halloween fan merch.

Here’s what happened last week:

October 15, 2018 – To start the week TWICE announced commemorative merchandise for their first Japanese album BDZ.

Sana updated twicetagram with with stunning pre-recording photos from their DTNA performances.

October 16, 2018 – It’s TWICE’s first day for their BDZ arena tour in Tokyo! The venue was filled with cheers thanking all ONCEs who were with them for the first day.

Next up a costume event for ONCE Halloween was announced! We’re excited to see who or what TWICE and ONCEs will dress up as.

Chaeyoung also updated their twicetagram talking about her short bangs that she plans to grow out. A member also uploaded a photo of tired TWICE wishing everyone who was reading to have strength for tomorrow.

The fans’ hearts were warmed for TWICE’s honesty towards their fans. Both the girls and the fans get strength from each other. It’s really a bond like any other!

And last for instagram updates, Dahyun also uploaded a photo telling everyone that they’ve worked hard for the day.

Later in the same day, a teaser for TWICE AIRLINES season greetings was dropped. We can already feel our money flapping away~

Sana also did a vlive to greet ONCEs good night~

October 17, 2018 – Halfway through the day, Nayeon uploaded photos of her with their manager. 

Wednesday was the final day for their BDZ tour in Tokyo. This concludes their first ever Japan Arena Tour! Congrats girls and rest well!

NaMo (Nayeon and Momo) posted a video on Instagram to celebrate the completion of their tour in which they toasted over “apple” juice.

But just when you thought TWICE were going to slow down with their Japanese promotions they announced a 2019 Dome Tour. They’re the first girl group to ever hold a Japan Dome tour. Making everyone even prouder with this feat.

Dome tour plans consist of 2 days in Tokyo dome, 1 day in Nagoya dome, and 1 day in Osaka dome. More details to be released in November.

October 18, 2018 – Thursday saw the release of the ONCE Halloween merchandise list. With Pre-Orders running from October 18th to October 25th.

TWICE was also confirmed to attend SBS Gayo Daejeon on December 25th!

October 19, 2018 – Friday came the feast for ONCEs as many members flooded Instagram with pictures and videos.

Firstly, photos of Momo seductively eating a snack that was taken by Chaeyoung!

Next up is a group polaroid of TWICE celebrating the completion of their first Japanese Arena Tour along with the dancers that has been with them all through out the tour.

Later that day Dahyun updated also Instagram wishing everyone goodnight.

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Just before the day changes and hit their 3rd year since debut, Nayeon and Momo did a vlive with Jeongyeon who came in a little later. They were adorable and casually talking with the fans with Momo dozing off in the background.

October 20, 2018 – Saturday is TWICE’s 3rd year since debut!

As soon as the clock struck twelve, JYPE released a special anniversary video that recapped many early moments in TWICE’s career, and at the very end was a surprise spoiler for their upcoming 6th Mini album since debut ‘Yes or Yes’!

Tzuyu uploaded a photo of her and a sleeping Momo on her shoulder, telling ONCEs that they’ll see each other later for the Hi-Touch event.

TWICE held a BDZ Hi-Touch event in Japan early in the day and held a Vlive right after to spend a few hours with ONCEs for the 3rd anniversary!

ONCEs were also flooded with a bunch of instagram updates from the girls. We feel really blessed!

“We’re the brightest when we’re together”, Chaeyoung sends a message to her co-members. Also thanking Onces for the past 3 years.

“ 🍭🍭🍭 You’ll be together with us forever, right? #yesoryes”, a member captions this photo of TWICE celebrating together.

And of course, Our leader won’t miss to say hear felt words towards the members and ONCEs during this day, mentioning that they learned a lot from each other, laughed and cried and made memories together. Thanking all the fans that looked after them and cheered on for them, “Because of ONCEs, i’m assured and happy” she adds. Lastly, saying that she always wants to be together like this. She never fail to make the fans cry with her words. All the members did really well! Thank you so much for the past three years!

The other members won’t lose in terms of content, Starting from Dahyun uploading a funny video of herself taken by Chaeyoung dancing to the beat with her eye-catching purple hair.

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Saida also didn’t forget to feed their fans with another video on instagram. 

Dahyun continuously bombards the fans with behind the scenes videos and images from BDZ era photoshoot and filming! (1)(2)

Ending it with a photo and a message to ONCEs thanking them for the past 3 years.

October 21, 2018 – Even though a day late, Sana posted a lot of photos together with her members to commemorate their 3rd year anniversary.

Followed by a video of her and Dahyun cuddling on the couch, with a whining Chaeyoung at the background!

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The members’ closeness makes our heart flutter with warmth <3

On this Sunday TWICE flew back into Korea, and it was announced that TWICE will be filming for Knowing Brothers on the 25th of October. This marks their 3rd appearance on the show!

That’s all for this week!

[artsy-alice]

How about comics/graphic novel recs?

Off the top of my head, the ones I’ve read and loved are–

Saga (Fiona Staples, Brian K. Vaughan) - an adult sci-fi fantasy space opera with a set of diverse lovable characters and an exciting arc. Saga’s storytelling is amazing, combining galactic war hijinks with domestic and heartwarming family moments on top of great art. Seriously - THE ART IS GOALS. Trigger warning though, it’s rated M and can get quite graphic in terms of language, sex and violence..

Lumberjanes (Noelle Stevenson, Grace Ellis and co.) - Five super cute and rad and awesome girls have summer camp adventures. Also addresses issues like sexuality and gender identity in a positive way, never feeling too heavy. It’s wholesome fun and just an over-all feel-good story. I LOVE LUMBERJANES SO MUCH..

The Wicked + The Divine (Gillen and McKelvie) - problematic teens awaken as reincarnations of various gods and become even more problematic celebrities. But also they’re all destined to die in 2 years. Of course everything goes smoothly. This has a good ensemble of characters that you’d either love or hate, and an interesting story that takes its own pace, and of course delicious spins on mythology. Good commentary on fame, relationships and mortality..

Princeless & Raven: The Pirate Princess (Jeremy Whitley) - Princeless follows a princess who gets tired of waiting in her tower, befriends her dragon and goes on an adventure of her own, rescuing other princesses on the way. Raven The Pirate Princess is a spin-off which follows Raven, princess of pirates, supreme badass, and her all-female crew. Both stories are A+..

Monstress (Marjorie Lu and Sana Takeda) - i picked this up because the art was breath-taking??? But the story also turned out to be amazing. It’s steampunk and fantasy, in an Asian-inspired setting, with priestesses and cats and half-humans and gods and demigods and cthulhu… The world is just so rich in detail, like the art! And the MC is a badass disabled asian woman. READ MONSTRESS..

Sandman (Neil Gaiman) - I faithfully collected all volumes of this series as soon as I started on my first job. This one’s kinda old, and a hella long read but it’s also hella good. It’s by my dude Neil Gaiman, and it’s about Dream of the Endless and his siblings Death, Destiny, Desire, Despair, Destruction and Delirium. Who are… metaphysical entities. It’s a story about stories. And about uhhh… existence and dreaming and death and… stories? Y’know, Neil Gaiman stuff..

The Umbrella Academy (Gerard Way and Gabriel Ba) - This one’s getting a Netflix adaptation real soon and I’m excited~ :D Anyways it’s a fun two-volume romp about a dysfunctional family of superheroes. First volume is great family action-drama. Second volume reads like a swag-filled Doctor Who episode. The narrative voice is very… Gerard Way-ish. Has some lines you’ll swear you’ve heard on an MCR song..

Space Battle Lunchtime (Natalie Riess) - A COOKING SHOW! IN SPACE! WITH ALIENS! A CUTE GIRL! WITH A CYBORG GIRLFRIEND! AND ALIEN FRIENDS! IT’S SO CUTE! AND FUN! READ SPACE BATTLE LUNCHTIME!.

Legend of Korra: Turf Wars (Michael Dante DiMartino & Irene Koh) - C’MON IT’S AVATAR KORRA AND HER GIRLFRIEND ASAMI AND THEIR FRIENDS AND FAMILY ON ANOTHER GREAT STORY.

Marvel titles that are my faves:

Angela: Queen of Hel

Ms. Marvel

Runaways

Young Avengers 

Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur

Patsy Walker AKA Hellcat

Loki: Agent of Asgard.

Backstagers (James Tynion IV & Rian Sygh) - queer theater nerds, where you at? I’ve seen this described as the male equivalent of Lumberjanes, and I have to agree. It’s wholesome fun adventures of a bunch of nerdy theater kids who discover weird supernatural stuff in the basement. With many theater and anime references! There’s a character basically described by the authors as their “Momiji” and of course he was the best character. Fun!.

Hopeless Savages (Jen Van Meter) - two 70′s punk rock icons got together, settled down and had four children. Plot twist: THEY WERE GOOD AT IT. This is a family drama-comedy with quirky lovable characters getting thrown (and sometimes running headfirst) into ridiculous plots. The message of family resilience and defying expectations is great. I loved everything about this series..

Nimona (Noelle Stevenson) - shapeshifting girl employs herself to be an evil villain’s sidekick so they can take down a great hero. My copy of this at home is now worn out because it’s been borrowed by countless younger siblings, cousins and siblings’ friends..

The Prince and the Dressmaker (Jen Wang) - strong ambitious dressmaker gets hired by a crossdressing prince to make him dresses. Prince’s dress-wearing alter-ego becomes a fashion icon. Cue drama and coming of age. THIS IS SUCH A SWEET AND GREAT READ GUYS I’M IN LOVE WITH IT..

Daytripper (Fabio Moon and Gabriel Ba) - this one is a profound story about an obituary writer, who reflects on his life’s possibilities - how things could have gone differently had he made different choices, and how it might change how he’s remembered (or not) after his own death. It’s hard to describe exactly, but it’s a very cathartic read..

Sunstone (Stjepan Sejic) - whenever someone asks me what I think of 50 Shades of Grey, I always go “50 what? I’ve read Sunstone. Nothing can come close to that.” So. Yeah. Sunstone is a funny, sexy and sweeet romance story between two women done superbly. Plus, seriously, the bdsm community rep here is great. Thanks Mr. Sejic, it’s what they deserve.

Special Mention:

Mythspace ( Studio Salimbal ) - because HELLS YEAH, Space Opera, Filipino Style! I supported this series back when it came as individually self-published issues in the local comic cons, and I was so proud when they got picked out by a publisher and I saw a bound volume on bookstore shelves. - Anyways, it’s a kid and a bunch of Filipino mythological creatures in space battles and other standalone adventures set in the same universe. It’s published in English, and you can check it out in Tapas or buy issues in gumroad!

[7aiguanlin]

glitch.

characters: seongwoo, daniel.

genre: soulmate!au, reincarnation!au, angst, fluff.

words: 2105w.

summary: the person who was your soulmate no longer is.

a/n: this was going to be the original seongwoo soulmate!au and i don’t know why i didn’t go with it??? i think i was just like “this is too long for me to write as a formal one-shot” Rip

when you walk into the school-sponsored off-campus apartments and head towards your assigned apartment, you don’t expect to see an extremely handsome black-haired boy already lounging around on the couch

as the door swings open and you roll your luggage into the apartment, the boy perks up and turns off the tv

“hey! you must be my roommate. i didn’t know they were doing co-ed, but i swear i’m a chill guy”

he flashes you the most charming smile??? and even though you totally didn’t except a male roommate you can’t even complain???

so all you manage out is a shy smile and a flustered introduction before you just scurry off into your room

“i’m seongwoo, by the way! you can call me ong! not hong or gong, ong!!” you can hear laughter and amusement in his voice but you can’t help but find amusement in his introduction as well

life with seongwoo is gets comfortable

he’s funny and you two are pretty close– it’s not uncommon for you two to go on platonic restaurant dates and you two tend to drag each other around to the mall or anywhere else. movie nights on fridays become a usual thing and sometimes, there’s a pillow fort or he throws his arm over your shoulder while throwing popcorn into his mouth

you two don’t see each other at school around a lot though since you’re in a whooooole different building than his is

you’re a law student and he’s a theater student, so

but seongwoo’s a fun guy. you enjoy his presence, he makes you laugh like you never had before and you’re glad he’s your roommate turned best friend

you think that whoever has seongwoo as their soulmate is going to be a lucky human bean

unfortunately that human bean isn’t you because the name engraved on the nape of your neck is not ong seongwoo

but kang euigeon

(and seongwoo knows this too, because you’ve walked around the house in only a sports bra and shorts and your hair up too many times. 

every time he sees your tattoo, he can’t help but hide a bitter smile because there’s no name on his neck, but he hoped that somehow his name would be on yours, not someone else’s)

when seongwoo tells you that his best friend daniel invited him to dinner with his girlfriend and begs you to be his date, you roll your eyes but nonetheless set aside the case you’ve been working on for hours deciding you needed a god damn break

when kang daniel and the gorgeous girl named sana from your japanese class walks in, you don’t know why your chest tightens and the nape of your neck sharply sears in pain

your hand flies to the back of your neck as if applying pressure will help to ease the pain

seongwoo looks at you peculiarly, asking if you’re okay, and you just excuse yourself to the bathroom before daniel and sana arrive to the table

you wait at least five minutes for the pain to pass and when you return to the table, you apologize to the other couple

“i already ordered for you. the usual and your favorite smoothie, okay?” seongwoo’s still concerned as he looks into your eyes, but you smile and thank him

you dismiss all of it as extraneous stress and smile your way through the dinner, trying to enjoy your meal that seongwoo had chosen well 

but when your neck spikes with pain every time you even look at daniel, you piece things together as the smart and logical law student you are

daniel, formerly known as kang euigeon in your past lives, was your soulmate

the dinner ends and you hug sana goodbye while shaking hands with daniel, and when you two do touch, it’s uncomfortable for the both of you but your knees weaken and seongwoo has to catch you

“sorry, i guess i’m just feeling woozy from all the studying. law school’s getting pretty intense”

daniel just smiles and sana furrows her eyebrows, worriedly telling you to get lots of rest

as they walk away, you can see their matching soulmate tattoos– kang daniel and sana minatozaki

time has left you behind, it seems

you get home to your apartment though, you damn near collapse as soon as you’re through the door

thankfully seongwoo catches you but he’s freaking out now because you weren’t even this bad during finals and law finals were damn stressful

he carries you into your bedroom as you’re barely awake and it’s as he lays you down that he realizes

the scarring on the back of your neck in which the soulmate mark tattoo has faded into a bulging red scar

“y-your soulmate tattoo–”

“my soulmate is daniel. was daniel” you say weakly, barely processing the flash of memories that you had when your hand had touched his 

you’ve heard of cases like these where soulmates had been switched around and you knew that those who suffered from it experienced heavy heartache and were often hospitalized for it

most survived it

most

but in your case, the pain was rather dull

however, you’ve never heard of a case as cruel as yours were you were lead to believe that you still had a soulmate

most cases either were reassigned a new one at birth like their soulmate was or were just born without one

no tears spring from your eyes because you can’t seem to mourn a man that you don’t love (in this lifetime, at least), but there’s this ache in your heart and you know that this loss of a soulmate is going to affect you forever

eventually, upon the realization that you’d be forever alone with no soulmate to love and no family to raise, you do start to cry, and seongwoo just holds you throughout the night

the next day you wake up to seongwoo having gone to his classes and a text from an unknown number that reads ‘can we talk?’

you sigh figuring daniel probably got your number from your polisci’s group chat and put your phone down because honestly? you don’t want to talk

it wasn’t going to go anywhere– you’d remain without a soulmate and daniel would remain with sana

fate has spoken and the tattoos on both of their napes– and your scarred tissue you used to call a soulmate tattoo– had confirmed it

your phone buzzes again with a ‘please’

but you just send a quick text ‘if you’re worried about me, i’m fine. there’s no other way that this is going to go since you’re happy with sana and i don’t want to get in the way of that. please just leave me alone, i don’t need a literal pain in my neck every time i see you.’

your text is read immediately and you watched with glazed eyes as the three dots signaling his typing continues to reappear and disappear

you leave your phone by the bedside table when the process repeats for a whole two minutes and start your day, thanking the fact that you didn’t have polisci with daniel today

as a month goes by, you realize that seongwoo’s spending a lot more time with you 

maybe it’s pity or not (it’s not, seongwoo’s just really concerned because he’s in fucking love with you but he can’t do jackshit about it) but you don’t question it

it’s been the fourth time in a row that he’s come home early on his usual saturday night out with the boys (you try to ignore the fact that daniel is a part of said group of boys) and this time, he comes home to you watching howl’s moving castle

he carries two tubs of ice cream– cookies and cream for the both of you, your favorites– and his jaw gapes at you in disbelief

“you’re watching studio ghibli without me? what happened to OUR movie nights?!”

you roll your eyes and gather your legs against your chest to make space for him on the couch, and with a grumpy pout, he stomps over and plops himself next you, motioning for you to put your legs over him

instead, you reposition yourself so that you’re sitting next to him and grab one of the tubs of ice cream and a plastic spoon from him before digging in

“wow, the stories are true. heartbroken girls really do love their ice cream”

that earns him a glare and a swat on the shoulder before you turn back to the tv

seongwoo just laughs and half-heartedly apologizes as he opens up his own tub of ice cream and throws an arm over your shoulders

as the movie comes to a close that night, you turn your head and look to seongwoo

“hey, what’s your soulmate’s name?”

seongwoo tenses visibly, but he nonchalantly raises an eyebrow at you

“we’ve lived together for nearly a year but you never noticed the nape of my neck?”

you sheepishly shake your head and then he shrugs

“i don’t got one”

“… oh” unconsciously you begin to rub the nape of your neck where the scarred tissue has nearly faded, because you were pretty much over daniel. it didn’t hurt to meet eyes with him anymore at polisci, you just had difficulty swallowing the fact that you had no soulmate

“maybe you can be my soulmate, because fuck the system” he has a shit-eating grin on his face that signifies he’s joking so you pass it off despite the blush on your cheeks and shove a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth

“let’s watch ponyo now” 

“i have a friend that looks like ponyo”

“i know, he’s really cute, do you know if he has a soulmate?” 

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME AS A SOULMATE?!” you shove another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth and start the movie

whoever lost out on seongwoo being their soulmate was an unlucky person

the next morning you wake up on seongwoo’s lap and scramble to get up

one of his arms are loosely draped over you while the other draped against the back of the couch, and he was slouched in his own slumber

you ignore how hot your face feels as you scramble to the kitchen to make breakfast, ready to pretend that that never happened

the scarlet is still present on your cheeks as you tie up your hair and start blending up a bunch of frozen fruits 

you don’t think to realize that the blender would wake up seongwoo and the boy comes into the kitchen rubbing his eyes as you top off the two smoothie bowls 

“you can’t just make mine look ugly like that while yours looks like its going on instagram”

“because mine is going on instagram”

“okay make mine instagram worthy too then so ours can both go on instagram!!”

you roll your eyes again, forgetting the situation that you had woken up in earlier and turn around to work on the smoothie bowls, redecorating seongwoo’s and fixing the way that you had thrown the fruits on top of his

“…. hey…… why is my name on your neck…..” seongwoo stammers out and you drop the banana you’re slicing into seongwoo’s smoothie bowl

“YOU JUST RUINED MY SMOOTHIE BOWL AGAIN”

“SHUT UP ONG AND LET ME SEE YOUR NECK” 

seongwoo turns around and indeed, your name is on his neck just as he claims his name is on yours

“do you think there was a glitch in the system….” you murmur questioningly

“nah i think i just control fate like, i literally said this last night and now it came true”

you smack his arm again and march out of the kitchen with your smoothie bowl

“DECORATE YOUR OWN SMOOTHIE BOWL, LOSER”

“I WASN’T JOKING WHEN I SAID THAT LAST NIGHT YOU KNOW, I ACTUALLY DO LIKE YOU” 

you blush scarlet and walk out of the kitchen faster, denying how quickly your heart was beating and how red your cheeks were again

“BABE CMON YOU WERE REALLY CUTE CURLED UP IN MY LAP THIS MORNING”

“DONT CALL ME THAT AND OH MY GOD FORGET THAT LAST NIGHT EVEN HAPPENED”

“OKAY, ANYTHING FOR MY SOULMATE! EXCEPT FOR THAT LAST PART BECAUSE. SUPER CUTE BABE, SUPER CUTE”

“I SAID DONT CALL ME THAT”

“BUT YOU’RE MY BABE NOW”

you slam the door of your room shut in fluster and you realize with a smile on your face that

maybe the reason your ass wasn’t hospitalized the night you met daniel was because your real soulmate seongwoo stayed beside you the whole night

[vingt-quatre-aout]

for you

Bubba, you never cease to amaze me with how wonderful you are as a person. Never would I have thought that I’d ever meet someone like you: patient, kind, gentle, loving, funny, faithful, God-loving, and so much more. Sobrang never ko inakala na someone as perfect and precious as u exists.

To be honest, I was never the one to be called pretty and all that naman because of how ugly I was back then so I’d always pray to God, lalo na pag 11:11 (jejemon diba) and ask na sana I’d meet someone who would look beyond physical attributes kasi medj cute naman ako on the inside. I’ve been praying for that since 2014-- akala ko nga I’d never find anyone. But wow, look at u!!!! God gave me more than what I could ever ask for. He gave me someone as kindhearted, generous, makulit and cute as you! He gave me someone that 11:11s could never give; he sent me a blessing in the form of a tall as fuck smol dweeb.

I never thought din na may makakaintindi ng pag ooverthink ko. I never thought that I’d get comfort from anyone’s words, let alone a person’s supportive smile. Naiiyak ako now because I never really thought na may mapupunta sa life ko na mag eease sa pains ko I know na you weren’t one to believe in suicide and shit like that, but bub, I swear, before you, wala akong ibang gusto mangyari but to die. When u came into my life, sobrang nillook forward ko na mabuhay, sobs happy ako and I can say na this is this happiest that I’ve ever been—all thanks to you. Thank you for seeing past all my suicidal shit and seeing me as this pure princess.

Through all the fights that we've experienced (because of my pettiness), even when I saw myself as unworthy of you, kahit na I would see myself differently, you never did. You’ve never judged me for anything-- no matter how weird or crazy-- but instead told me that you love me more for them. You’ve loved me enough to the point that even when I don’t love myself, your love carries me.

Sobrang selfless mo as a person and that says so much about you. You never cease to amaze me kasi sobrang humble mo and you’d go out of your way for other people para lang they’d be comfortable, even if it meant na you’d have to sacrifice your own comfort. You’d lower your pride for me, you’d remove anyone that makes me uncomfortable, and you’d do absolutely anything to show me that you love me. You’re an angel and I can’t believe na akin ka.

It still feels surreal being in a relationship with you; my thoughts cannot process that I really am living my life with someone as great as you in it. I still can’t believe how I, a depressed, broken, and lonely girl, could make someone like you fall for me.

I cannot thank the world enough for you, my love.

Sobrang love kita cos you give me water whenever I’m thirsty kahit comfy ka na nakahiga or playing, you’d open the door for me sa room mo kahit magkagalit tayo kasi ang bigat, you’d stay with me kahit you have things to do, you do your best to be there pag nag bbreak down ako, you cuddle me kahit na ayaw mo mag higa, you do so much for me even if it breaks your comfort. Lalo na when we’re fighting, you’d stop fighting me pag alam mong I can’t na. You lower your pride so much para mastop na yung fight even when I started it. You’d do your best to understand me kahit na ang invalid and unreasonable ng thoughts ko. You stay with me and comfort me kahit ako naman rason why I’m crying. You never use shit against me kahit ako I always bring up ur past. You’d never do anything to hurt me.

Bubba, thank you for sticking with me no matter what and how I am. I know how hard it must be to be with someone as bratty, moody, insecure, bitchy, selosa, and pala-away as me. I know na it’s hard to keep up with me but you endlessly do so without any angal. I know na sometimes I’m really difficult but you stick with me parin and reassure me of how much you love me. Thank you kasi even though I’m always overthinking, you never fail to make me feel loved and accepted no matter how ridiculous the reason is. I appreciate you so much even though it doesn’t seem like it. I value how you follow your promises.

Casti, love na love na love na love kita. I have so much more to say pero feel ko napapagod ka na mag basa kaya I’ll try to cut this short na.

Bubba, I know na it’s gonna be a long time from now before this happens, but, I can’t wait to be with you forever. I can't wait to go home to you after a long day, cuddle, eat, kwento, bond and all that. I can't wait for the day na we’ll have our rings and we’ll be wearing them all the time para people will know na they should back off. I can't wait for the day na I'll be able to raise kids with someone as pure and sobrang gandang role model, which is, ikaw. I can’t wait to pay the bills with you. I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together

Love, I appreciate everything that you do for me, EVERYTHING. From the smallest things up to the grandest things. You give me so much happiness, love, and care-- abot na for a lifetime. I love you. Words could never express the love and gratitude that I have for you.

[nothesc]

Moments. Chapter 4: Bait

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“Hey 😊 I have a prompt that I would really like to see written by you; of course you have to decide if you want to put it in your multichapter fic or as a oneshot or if you don't want to write it at all... we'll the prompt is "the balloon squad reaction when they find out that Yousef and Sana are dating".

“Hi, first I wanna say I love your writing... to the point I wake up and check if you've posted anything EVERYDAY. I have a prompt request if you're still taking them... Yousef and Sana have been dating but aren't ready to tell the ballon squad yet (Elias obviously knows cos captain) but the boys have known from day one and decide to have a little fun by hitting on Sana/baiting Yousana etc etc.. basically balloon squad + Sana banter.. Would love to see you write this... thank you xxxx”

Chapter 4: Bait

“Am I late?” Yousef asked as he approached his friends.

They were on the backyard of the Bakkoush’s –not like they were hanging out at any other place ever- when Yousef arrived. Normally, Yousef was the first one there but that day Mikael, Mutta and Adam were already there, talking to Elias, a conversation that stopped as soon as they saw Yousef, not that he thought about it much.

“No, you’re in time. They were early” Elias explained

“That’s new” Yousef teased his friends “They’re always late”

“Ha ha” Mikael said sarcastically.

“Hey Elias” Adam said suddenly “How is Sana doing these days?”

Yousef’s head snapped at Sana’s name being mentioned. It’s not like the boys didn’t care about Sana but Adam asking about her suddenly seemed strange.

“She’s alright. She’s being through a few rough weeks but she seems to be doing fine now. I guess it had something to do with her friends” Elias said

“I’m glad to hear that, I wouldn’t want her to be sad” Adam said smiling

“Oh I know you wouldn’t” Elias said winking at him knowingly

Yousef frowned and looked back and forth between his friends, trying to understand what was going on. He then looked at Mikael and Mutta to see if they were as confused as he was but they seemed pretty relaxed so he just assumed that he was imagining things. He tried to act as cool as he could, at the end of the day no one was supposed to know that he and Sana were together and getting nervous every time her name was mentioned wasn’t a good way to keep it a secret.

“So…where is she now?” Adam insisted

“She’s in her room, I think” Elias said

“Why don’t you ask her to join us?”

Okay, now that wasn’t his imagination, Yousef thought. Adam seemed really interested on Sana that day.

“I mean…so she doesn’t stay in her room the whole day” Adam said acting clearly nervous“You know…I just…”

“I get it Adam, relax bro” Elias said chuckling

“Yeah…” Adam said with a shy smile “You guys wouldn’t mind right?”

“No, of course not. Anything for you…I mean for her” Mutta said

“Yeah Elias ask her to come” Mikael said supporting the idea

Yousef kept getting more and more confused at the whole conversation. It seemed like all of them knew something that he didn’t, something that involved Adam.

“Yousef?” Elias asked “What do you say?”

“Um, yeah, sure!”

 -x-

She wasn’t studying, let’s be honest. She was just messing around with her laptop, watching youtube videos, looking at facebook, things like that. She was actually feeling kind of boring when her phone beeped. At first she thought that maybe it would be the girls but then she remembered that they were all studying for a test they had the following day. She picked up her phone from the bed and looked at the texts

 Immediately she opened her conversation with a certain boy that was now standing in her backyard.

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-x-

“Hey boys” Sana said approaching them in the backyard “Elias said I could join us, I hope it’s okay”

“Of course it is!” Adam said way too excited making Yousef squint at him

“It’s okay Sana, we’ll love you to join us” Mikael said

“Yes, the more the merrier” Mutta added

“Thanks guys” Sana said smiling

“By the way Sana, you look really beautiful today” Adam said scratching the back of his neck

Sana widened her eyes at the comment. She didn’t know how to react. She looked at Yousef and saw him frowning, his mouth slightly opened. Then she looked at Elias waiting for some kind of reaction from him but he just looked relaxed. She finally turned to Adam kind of blushing.

“Oh…th-thanks, Adam” she stuttered

“Just stating the truth” he shrugged.

Sana smiled at him kind of uncomfortable about the situation.

“So, what is the plan?” she asked Elias trying to change the subject

“Well we can either stay here or go for a walk”

“I vote for staying here” Adam said

“I rather go out to be honest” Mikael expressed

“Yeah, I think I agree with Mikael, I’m tired of being here” Sana agreed

“You know what? You’re right, let’s go then” Adam changed his mind and smiled at Sana

“Okay…” she said “shall we go then?”

“After you” he said

Sana started to walk and was quickly followed by Adam who stood by her side. As soon as Yousef saw this he made his way to them but was stopped before he could reach them by Elias.

“Hey, Yousef, walk with me bro” Elias said

“What are you doing?” Yousef asked him

“Nothing” he said shrugging

Yousef looked at his friend trying to find out why he was acting that weird but was soon distracted by Sana’s laugh. He looked forward and saw Sana and Adam walking side by side, he was telling her something and she was laughing about it.

“Are you seriously not going to say anything about that?” Yousef asked Elias pointing at Sana and Adam

“About what?”

“You told me to stop flirting with your sister when I was only teaching her how to peel a carrot and now Adam is obviously flirting with her and you’re cool with it?”

“What? Where is this coming from?” Elias asked

“You really don’t see it? Look at them.” Yousef said “He even called her beautiful!”

“And you don’t think my sister is beautiful?”

“No, I do, I mean I don’t, I mean I do…I mean…that’s not the point…he’s…and she’s…and they…”

“Yousef, breathe” Elias chuckled

“Why are you so cool about this?” Yousef said frowning at him

“Adam’s a good guy, he’s my friend and I want the best for my sister. What’s best than my friend?” Elias said shrugging “Besides, she’s single and she can decide who she wants to date”

“Date? They’re not dating, they’re not going to date each other” Yousef said

“How are you so sure?” Elias asked raising an eyebrow

“Because…I just am”

“You’re really weird today Yousef” Elias said laughing “But don’t worry. I know you love Sana like a sister but I think she can take care of herself”

“Uh, yeah, sure…yeah.” Yousef said looking at the floor

Again, Sana’s laugh caught his attention. It was just him or they were staying a little bit closer to each other than before?

“You know what, you’re right. I’m just…I’m going to tell Adam something I just remembered, be right back” Yousef told Elias not even looking at him

He walked over to where Sana and Adam were walking and stood between them pushing Adam to his side while putting his arm around his shoulder.

“Hey guys, seems like you two are having fun here” Yousef said faking a smile

“Yeah, Sana is so funny” Adam said

“Indeed she is” he said looking at Sana who was biting her lip amused by Yousef’s behavior.

He then looked at Adam.

“You know who else is funny? Eva. Weren’t you into her Adam? You really liked her, didn’t you?”

“Uh, yeah I did but I don’t anymore. I have someone else in my mind now, I’m looking for something more serious” Adam said looking passed Yousef and straight at Sana.

“Great” Yousef said bitterly. “You know what? I think Mutta was asking about you, you should go see what he wants”

“Mutta?” Adam asked “Why is he asking about me?”

“I told you, you should go see what he wants” Yousef said

“But…”

“Just go”

Yousef pushed Adam a little forcing him to go behind them where Mutta, Mikael and Elias were talking. As soon as Adam left, Yousef started to walk a little faster indicating Sana with his head to follow him so they would be far enough from the boys so they wouldn’t hear them

“Okay, what was that?” Yousef asked

“What was what?” Sana said confused

“He was flirting with you”

“No, he wasn’t”

“Sana, she called you beautiful”

“And you don’t think I’m beautiful?”

“Argh, not that question again. Yes, I think you’re beautiful but I don’t like when my friend calls my girlfriend that in front of me” he said

Sana smiled to herself, his girlfriend, it sounded so nice from his lips.

“He was just being polite” Sana said shrugging

Yousef stopped dramatically and glared at her

“Okay, maybe he was flirting but it’s Adam, he flirts with everyone”

“I don’t like it” Yousef said starting to walk again

“Oh, don’t be jealous”

“I’m not”

Now it was Sana the one that glared at him

“Okay, maybe I am”

“Well, you better act like you’re not or we’re going to get caught”

“Fine” Yousef said crossing his arms on his chest

“Just for a little bit longer, please”

“Of course” he said nodding and smiling at her

“Yo, Yousef!” Adam yelled approaching him “Mutta wasn’t calling me”

“Oh, maybe I heard wrong, my bad”  Yousef said trying not to smile. “I’ll leave you two, then”

“So, we’re back here” Sana said as they came back from the walk an hour and half later “I think I’m going to my bedroom now”

“You can stay if you want” Adam said with a smile

“Yeah, thanks but I have things to do” she said forcing a smile

“Okay, it’s fine, let’s do this again sometime!!” he said

Sana nodded slightly and left, not without sharing a last look with Yousef who rolled his eyes at her.

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-x-

“Hey again guys” Sana said entering the living room where the boys were

“Hi Sana! You decided to join us again!” Adam said grinning.

“Yeah, I…we need to tell you something” Sana said looking at Yousef

“We? Who’s we?” Elias asked

“Me and her” Yousef said walking to Sana and standing by her side

“Okay so…I don’t know how you’re going to react but…” she looked at Yousef waiting for him to continue

“Oh…yeah, well this might come as a shock for you but…um…”

“Ugh, is it so difficult to tell us that you’re together?” Elias asked

“What?” both Sana and Yousef said at the same time.

Elias, Adam, Mikael and Mutta burst out laughing. Sana and Yousef kept looking at them taken aback from their reaction.

“What is going on?” Sana asked kind of pissed

“You really thought we didn’t know?” Elias said “Come on guys, you’re way to obvious”

“You knew?” Yousef asked “But then why…Adam you…”

“It was all a bait to see how long you were going to last without telling us” Adam explained

“You should’ve seen your face when he called Sana beautiful Yousef” Mikael said laughing

“What about when he said I was calling Adam to keep him away from her?” Mutta said

“This is unbelievable” Yousef said shaking her head

“Oh come on bro, you’ve lasted more than we thought, congrats on that”

“I told you he didn’t like me!” Sana told Yousef “And you kept getting jealous”

“Uh, I’m sorry Sana but you’re not one to talk, you were freaking out every time I talked to you” Adam chuckled

“Oh, were you?” Yousef asked Sana with a smug smile

“Shut up” Sana said rolling her eyes “That was really mean guys”

“It was really funny” Elias said “How long were you actually planning on keeping with this secret relationship?”

“Longer than this…” Sana whispered

“Well, I’m sorry to break it to you but you two suck at pretending.”

“Do you think mom and dad…?” she started asking

“I don’t know but I think you should tell them before they find out on their own”

Sana nodded and sighed.

“I guess they’re next” she said looking at Yousef who nodded in reassurance.

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