#the ladies at my work went crazy over my sweater today lmao

[spookykestrel]

If your outfit doesn’t get a bunch of compliments from old ladies is it even cute

[spooky-skz]

Demon!Hyunjin AU PT. 3

esketit lol

 this part is soooo overdue holy shit lmao. I’m so sorry for keeping you guys waiting. If you see me in real life, you have permission to drop kick my ass. (unless you’re tyler and you’re gonna kiCK MY ASS ANYWAYS NO MATTER WHAT)

so! it has been a couple months now since you and demon!hyunjin are living together. as it turns out, this boy couLD ActuaLLY LEAVE the apartment complex.

 you didn’t know he could do that.

you thought demons were meant to stay in one area for eternity to cause spoops but that’s not the case lol.

the way you found out was sorta wild

it was a really cold weekend and snow was decorating the environment outside.

you were on a day off from work and wanted to do a few fun things since free time was rare for your occupation. You had plans on visiting the library, cafe, small shops, and lastly your favorite restaurant for dinner before it was too late in the evening and your powerful roommate would be resting.

oh and you wore a thick black sweater (ik, sounds pretty random but it’s an important detail in the fic!)

the walk to the library was peaceful and nice since it most people were still sleeping and weren’t being rowdy yet.

an old woman bid you a warm welcome softly from her desk. you returned the greeting and began walking through the aisles of books, searching for any that looked interesting.

your eyes were glued to the back cover of a small book, reading the description when someone tapped you gently from behind.

a man who looked to be in his middle 20’s and dressed in a striped long-sleeve shirt with jeans smiled at you and said, “that book’s a good one! i relate to the main character’s father.” he was mere inches from you, being too near than what most would consider appropriate distance for a stranger.

you were like, “(ㆆ_ㆆ) why tf is he standing so close to me,” inside your head. on the outside, you politely smiled and said, “ah! really? I haven’t read this one before.”

he chuckled and paused to admire your face. “Y’know, you’ve got great complexion. i’d love to take a photo of your face for my photography class,” he pointed at his camera bag which loosely hung over his shoulder.

“no thanks, I’m not particularly interested.” you replied, putting the book back in the right place and moved along, having to scoot around the guy since he was sort of blocking your path.

a few minutes went by and no book really caught your interest, but your bladder got the best of you. the librarian said the restroom was just to the left of the biography shelves so you made your way there.

ahhhhhh the restroom was nice and clean so you had no problem setting your phone on the sink as you washed your hands after you had done your business.

the walk to the cafe was short as you hummed the tune to your favorite song.

you took a seat by the window since it had a nice view of the outside. the little bell chimed above the door, signaling that another customer had entered the cafe.

you glanced at them merely- a dude in a green jacket. not deeming them as interesting, you went back to watching the snow fall from the outside.

there was some fog on the glass of the window and suddenly, letters faintly started appearing.

“Be Cautious,” it said.

what the hell :-$

first, you’re living with a demon boy and now you think you’re being surrounded by ghosts.

what good luck you haaaave.

you were obviously still very shook after a minute or so of staring at the words that hadn’t faded away at all.

the employee who softly tapped your shoulder startled you so much, your gasp scared him as well. he had almost spilled your drink on you.

“are you alright, ma’am?” he had asked you.

You: O.O yeah, yeah. just a bit jumpy ahahahaha.

he probably thought you were a bit crazy but nevertheless bid you a good day after giving you your drink.

The warm brew felt nice in such a cold weather.

The town square was as busy as usual: people were scurrying along with their families and loved ones, children were holding colorful animal-shaped balloons, some lovers were fighting while others were doing hefty PDA, loud music blared from all over the place, and overall, the shops surrounding the square were having good sales.

you stopped by a small boutique shop, observing a set of earrings on display when the familiar voice of the man from the library came from the entrance of the store.

you could feel your heart beat quicken and the next thing you did was hide behind a rack of clothes.

“excuse me, did you see a person with this hair color, around this height, with a black sweater on?” he had asked the cashier woman.

a sense of suspicion laced her voice as she replied, “why’re you looking for her?”

he laughed awkwardly, as if the question made him nervous. “she’s my sister and i’ve been looking for her for a while. i lost her in the crowd at the square. mind helping me out?”

you silently crossed your fingers in hopes that the lady wouldn’t say anything.

“oh! since that’s the case, i recall her looking at the jewelry section一” he didn’t even let her finish and just sauntered over in your direction.

“shit. shit. shit.” you were thinking.

the only other way to get out of the store aside from going in the same walk-way as him was to run alongside the aisle of mirrors which would reflect you and alert him that you were leaving.

“fuck it. it’s all i’ve got.” you thought and made a bee-line for the exit as fast as possible.

the square is usually patrolled by policemen but for some freakin’ reason, nONE could be seen when you needed them.

you put on the hood of your sweater and started making your way to the restaurant that you’d planned on having dinner at as briskly as possible.

“early dinner it is then,” you thought to yourself.

TBH you were sorta down bc today was supposed to be relaxing BUT some stupid creep had to ruin it. NOW all you wanted to do was go eat some food, walk home and enjoy the safety of your apartment with your demonic roommate.

the sun was setting and the townsquare was getting less and less busy with people going home or having dinner elsewhere.

a rough grip latched onto your shoulder, and you were forced to turn around, coming face to face with the library creep.

he was scowling and obviously irritated.

“you’re the sneakiest bitch i’ve ever met,” he said through gritted teeth.

you were doing all you could to create some distance between you two.

“fuck off! let me go!” you demanded, trying to shove him away as far as possible but the man didn’t even budge an inch.

“oh, really sweetheart? are you sure you don’t want your phone back first?” he held up the device in his other hand.

you could feel the color draining from your face.

the phone was set on the sink of the bathroom while you were washing your hand and you must have left it in there.

which meant one thing: he had followed you inside the restroom, waited till you left, & took the phone.

for a moment in time, you were completely alone with this poor excuse of a man.

lord knows what could have happened...

your eyes landed on his outfit.

a green jacket concealing a long sleeved striped shirt.

if your eyes could get any wider, they would have.

that green jacket was the same as the one you’d seen at the cafe. it was used to cover up his striped shirt that you would have noticed right away.

this entire time, you were in his sight.

his clutch on your sweater allowed him to haul you to a vacant and dark alleyway.

you kept screaming for help but the loud music of the square drowned out your pleas.

his camera bag was unzipped on the ground of the alley and not a single camera was inside.

in it, there was a pocket knife, rope, tape, and a bottle of pills.

(hold onto your wigs ladies for these next parts :O)

WITHIN A SECOND OR TWO! the man’s grip on you loosened because his body was flung against a wall with such a violent force.

you were confused and still scared as fuck.

he was lost and in pain.

both of you glanced at the entrance of the alley.

to him, there were only people passing by, and nobody appeared to notice the scene.

to you, the shadow of a tall boy stood at the entry point of the alley with glowing eyes. you’d know those crimson orbs anywhere.

(this is basically what you were seeing.)

AAAAAAAAA IT’S YA BOY DEMON!HYUNJIN

a streetlight attached to one of the building walls turned on, illuminating the face of the demon.

his facial expression read anger, irritation, and murder.

he took one step forward:

hyunjin slowly pointed his index finger upward and the body of the creep raised with it in the same pace.

this absolutely scared the crap out of the guy because he couldn’t see who was doing this to him.

his body was probably a good 8 feet above the ground.

“w-what are you doing?” you asked your roommate.

“If this dick is into dangerous situations so badly, i’m gonna put him in one.” hyunjin barked out.

“h-hey! who the hell are you talking to?!” the man frantically asked you.

hyunjin used his other hand to make a choking motion.

the creep suddenly grabbed his throat, feeling it closing up with an invisible power.

hyunjin’s eyes were glowing redder and redder the longer he tortured the man and his scowl grew scarier.

the pocket knife from the camera bag also rose up and stopped a few inches from the man’s forehead.

things were escalating so quickly before anyone could really react.

you ran to hyunjin and clamped your hands onto his arm.

(it wasn’t extremely cold or burning hot as you’d imagined, it felt human-like.)

“stop! you’re gonna kill him!” you pleaded.

a devilish grin (ahahah get it?) was plastered on his face as he said, “that’s the plan.”

“s-sir, please have mercy, wherever you are!” the man coughed out.

whaaaat? he’d heard hyunjin’s voice?

“he…. heard一” you spluttered out before hyunjin interrupted you.

“demons can allow humans hear them if they have enough juice of power. i want this son of a bitch to know that this is his end.” he answered your following question.

“a d-de-mon? oh god, no!” the man shouted.

hyunjin smirked and mocked him, “sorry, but your god isn’t here right now. leave a message after the beep,”

you saw his hands move forward, and the knife did as well but you demanded for him to stop again.

“why should i, huh? he hurt you!” hyunjin was livid at this point.

“i have a little brother, sir! please don’t kill me!” the creep begged.

“well you should’ve thought about him before going after innocent women. remember lee mijung? choi eunbi? or kim seohyeon? those are the women whose lives you’ve fucked up. they’ve got families too. families who will never get the old mijung, eunbi, or seohyeon back after you were done with them.” hyunjin growled.

“how can you know those people?” you asked him.

“we can see in your past memories too. this guy is as sick as perverts get. you would have been victim #8 if i hadn’t done anything.” he answered.

“please! i’ll do anything!” he prayed.

“hyunjin, i know he deserves to be punished but not like this. please. there has to be another way. ” you said.

it took some time but the man finally ended up on the ground with his wrists and legs tied and tape around his mouth.

a swoosh sound came from somewhere and a young boy appeared before you. he had dimples on both cheeks, black hair, doe-like scarlet colored eyes, and wore braces.

hyunjin and the mystery boy did a small handshake and exchanged a few words.

“meet jeongin. he’s a soul collector.” hyunjin introduced the boy who held his hand out.

“a... a what?” you asked as you shook jeongin’s hand.

“a soul collector! i reap souls who do the dirtiest deed on earth and bring them to hell where they will be tormented in the worst ways possible,” jeongin answered and faced the creepy man, “you thought my friend was horrifying? wait till felix and jisung get their claws on you!” he said and winked.

the creep desperately tried to scoot away from the younger boy but failed. they both disappeared in a swoosh.

hyunjin’s eyes met yours and his showed a hint of concern.

“...are you alright? he didn’t hurt you too badly, right?” he asked.

you nodded in reassurance and also asked,  “how’d you find me in the first place?”

he answered, “i’d been with you since you’ve left the apartment. who do you think left you the, ‘be cautious,’ message at the coffee place? i knew that guy was no good ever since he spoke to you at the library but i didn’t wanna interfere too much until you absolutely needed me.”

you smacked his shoulder in embarassment and shock, completely forgetting the fact that this kid was a DEMON. “DOES THIS MEAN YOU WENT IN THE BATHROOM WITH ME TOO?!”

the tips of his ears turned pink and he looked like he wanted to knock you out. “WHAT THE FUCK一 NO! i left for a bit while you were in the bathroom which is why i didn’t know he followed you inside or else i would have killed him right there!” hyunjin exclaimed.

“...well… i haven’t had dinner yet. how about we get some takeout and eat at home?” you suggested.

he shrugged and said, “sounds good to me.” 

HOLY SHIT OKAY I WASN’T PLANNING ON IT GOING THIS WAY BC I’M MAKING THIS UP AS I GO. IF YOU GUYS WANT A PART 4, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!

[jazzman-19-blog]

Crazy Little Thing Called Life

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A/N: Ok so this one was alotttttttt. But it was also fun to write? i dont even know but yeah. I was suppose to upload this yesterday but I’m lazy so I didn’t. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter! BYEEEE :]

~with lots of love, Jazzman~

Summary: A road trip/ vacation between two old friends that turns into something more(basic plot but whateva)

Song(s): Boyfriend by Ariana Grande, Let You Down by NF, and You’re My Best Friend by Queen ;)

Pairing: Ben x reader

Word Count: 4385

Warnings: AnGsT, masturbation in the shower lmao, and some friendship fluff

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Ch. 4: The Desk Girl

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     God, you were dreading the long drive from Yuma to San Diego. It was going to be a long three hours. You and Ben hadn’t talked about last night, even though there wasn’t much to talk about. But when you had woken up this morning, Ben wasn’t there. He wasn’t even in the hotel room for that matter. You just had decided to continue your morning routine and get packed and ready to leave. Ben came back but hadn’t talked to you, not even a simple hello. It was the first time in never that he never even said good morning or hello to you. He walked passed you like you were some stranger, a complete rando. It was a little scary and odd but you let him be because you had to worry about yourself and get your stuff situated. 

     When noon hit, you were already to go. Your stuff was loaded into the back of the SUV and so was Ben’s. You were all ready to hit the road and hurry and get to the house that your uncle had so kindly given you to use while he was away on a business trip. You’ve been to his house before and it was magnificent. You went inside the lobby to give back the keys to the room when you saw Ben talking to the lady at the front desk. The same girl who had given you your keys when you checked in. You could obviously tell she was smitten by Ben and was trying to flirt with him. And you could tell he was flirting back. It infuriated you because he could make time to talk to her, but didn’t have the time to even say hello to you? His best friend? Fine, two can play at this game. 

     You walked up to the front desk and placed your keys in between them. Ben turned to look at you and then turned back to the girl. Oh boy was he testing you today. If he didn’t have the keys to the car, you would have left him there. You pushed Ben aside and before the girl could say anything, you place your hand on the keys and pushed them forward.

     “We’re checking out.” You turned to look at Ben who was looking down and fumbling with the keys to the car. You could tell he was embarrassed. You looked back up at the girl and said goodbye as you grabbed Ben’s arm and dragged him to the car. 

     The girl just watched as Ben waved goodbye and headed with you towards the car. You let go of his arm and climbed into the passengers seat and slammed the door. You weren’t even mad at the girl, you were mad at Ben for ignoring you all day but decided to talk to some random girl from Yuma who neither of you would even see again. Even though the real reason was because you were jealous and you knew it. One of your many downfalls, you were jealous that Ben wasn’t flirting with you but with some girl. A girl that was beautiful unlike you. She was just as beautiful as a model, absolutely stunning. You huffed in frustration, why couldn’t you be like the other girls and be pretty for once and have guys fall for you every second? You weren’t able to finish that thought because Ben jumped in the car and slammed the door harder than you had. You stared straight ahead but you could feel his green eyes burn into the side of your face. 

     “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, Y/N?” Ben was mad and for what, he had nothing to be mad about. All you wanted to do was get out of there. 

     “What was what?” You turned your head to look at him. Realizing he was actually mad, you turned away not wanting to look him in the eyes. 

     “I was in the middle of a conversation, and you just rudely interrupted it to turn in some stupid keys!” He sat back against the seat and waited for you to speak still tense though.

     “Sorry if you were too busy flirting but I’m ready to go and I don’t have time for this flirting bullshit that you pull every time we go somewhere, whether it be a restaurant or a god damn hotel lobby, you always find some girl that is absolutely smitten over you and then you get pulled in and it goes no where and I’m stuck looking like a dumbass. I don’t even know why you flirt with these girls when you KNOW it’s not gonna go anywhere. The only time you actually got something from it, is when you got your cock sucked once and that was about it. I’m done, really, all I wanted was to go to San Diego without any distractions.” You sat back against your seat and huff while looking out the window. “And I’m not even mad about the flirting...”

     “Then what are you mad about? Because I didn’t see a problem” Ben turned to look at you but you continued to look in the other direction. “Why won’t you look at me?!” 

     You finally had turned to face him, staring into his eyes that were filled with anger. 

     “I’M MAD BECAUSE YOU HAD TIME TO TALK TO THIS RANDOM GIRL IN THE LOBBY BUT YOU DIDN’T HAVE TIME TO EVEN SAY GOOD MORNING OR HELLO TO ME! Your best friend…” Now tears were falling down your face and you tried so hard to keep them in but it didn’t work and you turned your head to face the window again. “I thought I was important but apparently not.” 

     Complete and utter silence filled the car. 

     “But you are important to me, love. I just wasn’t in the mood to talk this morning.”

     “But you were in the mood to talk to the desk girl, yes, because that makes total sense Ben.” You wiped your tears away with the sleeve of Ben’s jersey sweater, that you didn’t want anymore. So you decide to take it off and throw it in the back seats. Ben turned to look at the sweater in the back and then looked towards you. 

     “W-why’d you take the sweater off?” His voice was cracking at the end. You didn’t want to look him in the face and tell him because right now, I fucking hate you. You couldn’t tell him that. Because you didn’t mean it. 

     “Because I’m not cold anymore.” You turned to look at him, you hadn’t realize that one tear had manged to slip down his cheek. Usually you would wipe it away for him and make him feel better but not this time. You looked forward out of the windshield. “I’m ready to go, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

     “So that’s it? You don’t even want to try and talk about it? Try and fix it? Don’t you want to talk about last night?” He turned the keys to start the car and was getting ready for the long haul. 

     “What’s there to even talk about at this point?” You didn’t even want to look at him because he would be able to see more tears falling down your cheeks. Your voice cracked at the end but Ben didn’t noticed. Instead of listening to him bitch, you plugged in your headphones and listened to music. You had rested your elbow on the window while your chin was in your palm. This was going to be a long drive. For you and Ben. 

                    Ben’s POV

     He had woke up before you and he thanked the god’s for that. He didn’t want to explain to you why he was rocking his hips into yours. He had a fucking wet dream about you and it was embarrassing to say the least. Luckily, your a heavy sleeper and didn’t wake up to him doing that. He felt gross for doing that to you, his best friend. He couldn’t help but to see how beautiful you were when you slept. But he knew he couldn’t stare at you forever. He slipped his hands from around your waist and shimmied off the bed. He opened his suit case and pulled out some clothes to put on after he took his shower. 

     Once he grabbed his clothes, he dashed to the bathroom and jumped right into the warm, hot shower. He was still hard since he didn’t get off while he was in his wet dream. He grabbed some of the shampoo and lathered it onto his member. He couldn’t help but imagine it as your hand that was rubbing his cock and making him feel good. He let out a small moan but not loud enough to wake you up. He knew he was getting close when his thrusting became sloppier. He was fucking his hand at this point but he needed some kind of release. He needed you. He could just imagine how good you would feel to have your mouth around his cock. He couldn’t finish that thought though because he had cummed right after, letting everything go. He was sweaty and hot and the steam from the shower didn’t help. 

     He cleaned himself up and finished taking a shower. He threw on his clothes and looked in the mirror for a while. He felt gross for doing that, just like the wet dream. He knew it was wrong but oh god he still did it. He looked away and dried his wet hair with the towel and walked out of the bathroom. You were still asleep on the bed of course. You hated waking up in the morning and Ben knew that. It always worked in his favor when he woke up earlier than you. He had looked at the time on his phone, it was 8:32. He still had enough time before your 9 o’clock alarm went off, but he didn’t want to be here when you did wake up. He didn’t want to talk about him cuddling up next to you and he hoped you didn’t notice him having a wet dream right against you. He didn’t even want to talk to you. 

     Instead, he decided to go get some coffee down the street. He got the car keys and left, he went down the hall towards the elevator and got in. Once he reached the lobby, he headed towards the front door but wasn’t paying attention and bumped into a lady in some kind of uniform. It was the hotel uniform. 

     “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to bump into you.” He quickly said before making eye contact with the girl. She was pretty, but not as pretty as you. 

     “It’s alright. I should have been paying attention to my surroundings and not my phone.” She looked up at Ben and made eye contact for a few seconds before Ben broke away. All he could do was nod, he wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. He’s seen the look in her eyes like all of the other girls he’s been with. She was helplessly falling for him and he knew it. He broke the silence before she could. 

    “Well, I should get going.” He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand while not making eye contact. 

     “O-okay, maybe I’ll talk to you later?” She asked with hope in her voice. 

     “Maybe…” and with that, Ben took off for the car. 

                30 minutes later

     He didn’t just go for coffee, Ben decided to go walk around for a bit in the park from last night and enjoy the morning breeze. He pulled out his phone to check the time, it was already 9:10. He needed to get back to pack up and put everything in the car to leave. He still didn’t want to talk to you, maybe if he could avoid contact until the car ride, maybe it would be fine. He threw away the empty coffee cup and headed to the car to go back to the hotel. 

     Once he arrived, the girl he ran into from earlier was sitting at the front desk looking at her phone. Maybe he could sneak by without her noticing. He succeed and headed for the elevator. He didn’t like the girl but she was nice. He didn’t want her though. He wanted you, you were the one playing through his head during the night. He couldn’t get you out. Once he reached the right floor, he headed for the room, hoping you were in the shower. When he opened the door, he saw that you weren’t in the room but instead in the bathroom, doing your morning routine. He walked by without saying anything, not even a simple hello. He felt bad but he couldn’t bring himself to talking to you. He walked over to his side of the room and started packing his clothes into his suitcase. 

     He finished packing and loading his stuff into the car around 11:34 and was waiting for you to finish. When you had came out of the bathroom earlier, you looked at him but didn’t say a thing. She knew he would be the first to say good morning or hello, it was like routine but he didn’t, not today. Now, he was waiting in the lobby with the car keys and messing around on social media. He got bored of that and wanted someone to talk to and he knew who. 

     He walked over to the front desk where the girl from earlier sat. She looked up as he walked over, her eyes beaming. 

     “Hey,” Ben said as he leaned up against the counter. “Just thought you would like some company instead of your phone.” 

     “I would love that,” She said as she put her phone down. “What’s your name? I never caught it when we bumped into each other earlier.”

     “That’s because I never threw it.” Ben saw that the girl had chuckled at his joke. But god, her laugh didn’t even compare to yours. “It’s Ben though. You?”

     “Rachel.”

     “What a beautiful name, love. I could say it all day and never get tired of it.” He knew how flirting worked, he was a pro at it. He also practiced with Y/n because she said he wasn’t a “lady’s man” yet and needed practice. 

     “Thank you! What brings you here to Yuma? Not many people like to come here.” 

     “Well, me and my friend actually are just stopping by to see family before heading out again.” Ben could see you coming though the front doors from the corner of his eye. 

     “Just friends?” Rachel was a bit curious about that. 

     “Yep.” Popping the p before Y/n slid the keys between the two of you. He looked over at her then back to Rachel. Ben knew what he was doing, he was trying to make Y/n jealous. Before he knew it, Y/n pushed him to the side and left him there to turn in the keys herself. He started to fumbled with the car keys and was a little embarrassed as of how easily she could control him. Y/n yanked his arm and dragged him to the car. Ben turned around and simply waved goodbye to Rachel. 

     Once they reached the car, Y/n let go of his arm and jumped into the passenger side and slammed the door. Ben wasn’t even supposed to be mad but her attitude was changing that. He climbed into the drivers side and slammed the door harder. He turned to look at her but she wouldn’t look at him and he didn’t know why. 

     “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, Y/N?” 

     “What was what?” She finally faced him and quickly turned back away. 

     “I was in the middle of a conversation, and you just rudely interrupted it to turn in some stupid keys!” Ben was right though, originally it was just a conversation but then he turned it into something to use against Y/n but she didn’t need to know that. He leaned back against his seat. 

     “Sorry if you were too busy flirting but I’m ready to go and I don’t have time for this flirting bullshit that you pull every time we go somewhere, whether it be a restaurant or a god damn hotel lobby, you always find some girl that is absolutely smitten over you and then you get pulled in and it goes no where and I’m stuck looking like a dumbass. I don’t even know why you flirt with these girls when you KNOW it’s not gonna go anywhere. The only time you actually got something from it, is when you got your cock sucked once and that was about it. I’m done, really, all I wanted was to go to San Diego without any distractions.” You said with full anger and some sadness mixed in. Ben was a little taken back, he didn’t expect that. Not at all. 

     “And I’m not even mad about the flirting...” You finally said after relaxing against the passenger's seat. 

     “Then what are you mad about? Because I didn’t see a problem” He decided to face you so you could make eye contact but you didn’t. He was getting frustrated. “Why won’t you look at me?!” 

     “I’M MAD BECAUSE YOU HAD TIME TO TALK TO THIS RANDOM GIRL IN THE LOBBY BUT YOU DIDN’T HAVE TIME TO EVEN SAY GOOD MORNING OR HELLO TO ME! Your best friend…” Now it was getting deep. Too deep. She started to cry. Fuck. He hated it when you cried. Y/n faced back to the window to try and hide her tears but he had already seen them fall. “I thought I was important but apparently not.” 

     Ben didn’t know what to say to make any of this better. He was breaking little by little. 

     “But you are important to me, love. I just wasn’t in the mood to talk this morning.” He finally says. He knew that didn’t sound right but it was the only thing that could come out of his mouth at this point. 

     “But you were in the mood to talk to the desk girl, yes, because that makes total sense Ben.” After you said that, you took off Ben’s sweater and threw it in the back. 

     “W-why’d you take the sweater off?” Ben’s voice was breaking and he was so close to crumbling. A single tear had managed to escape and run down his cheek. 

     “Because I’m not cold anymore.” When you said that you turned to face him but then towards the windshield. If you weren’t there right now, Ben would break down and start crying. “I’m ready to go, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

     “So that’s it? You don’t even want to try and talk about it? Try and fix it? Don’t you want to talk about last night?” Ben said before starting the car and heading out of the parking lot of the hotel. 

     “What’s there to even talk about at this point?” You finally say before turning away from him and getting lost in your own world. Ben didn’t know what to do. But all he knew he could do was to drive to San Diego. He was going to fucking hate the next three hours. 

                       Y/N POV

     A hour already passed and you and Ben haven’t talked the whole time. It was really stressing you out. This is the longest time you both haven’t spoken to each other. You didn’t like it one bit so you decided to take matters into your own hands. You took your headphones out and flip your body so you were facing Ben. He didn’t look so good, his eyes were red and his cheeks were stained with dried tears. How did you not notice your best friend crying his eyes out next to you for the last hour? You really were a bad friend. Ben didn’t need you, you didn’t deserve him really. You were the one making him cry. You put your hand on his thigh and started to rub it with your thumb. He looked over to you but quickly back to the road. In that small glance you could see regret and sorrow in his sage eyes. 

     “Ben…” You started to dig your nails into your palm with the hand that wasn’t on Ben’s thigh. You did this when you got anxious, stressed, or scared but right now, you were all three. “Can we talk?”

     “You said there was nothing to talk about…” He softly whispered. His voice cracking, he was breaking, you were breaking him. 

     “But there is, Ben, we need to talk or we’re just gonna end up never talking again and wasting this time in anger when we could be jamming out and laughing like we always do.” 

     “Then where do we even start?”

     “Why not about how you didn’t want to talk to me this morning?” That’s where you wanted to start at least because it was the source of the problem. 

     “Because I just wasn’t in the mood, love, really.” Ben’s voice was slowly getting louder and more steady.

     “But why the desk girl and not me?” You didn’t understand and you decided to remove your hand from his thigh. 

     “Her name isn’t desk girl,” Ben chuckled which made you smile. “Her name was Rachel and I was just talking to her while I was waiting for you.” 

     “Well did you get her number? Did my flirting lessons teach you how to be a lady’s man?” You rested your head against your seat and stared ahead at the never ending road. 

     “No, I didn’t really want it,” Ben pulled your hand back to his lap. “But why were you so upset about me talking to her? I mean I understand from earlier when you sa-”

     “Benny, I really didn’t mean any of those things. I was just mad and wanted to get out of there and I was being a bitchhhhh.” Ben nodded and kept silent. “Ben?”

     “Yeah?”

     “Where were you this morning?”

     “I woke up early, got coffee, and went back to the park from last night. Why?”

     “Oh…” You were scared that Ben had woke up and got up because he didn’t want to be next to you and that he regret sleeping next to you or that it was wrong. “I just thought you were mad at me or that you regretted sleeping next to me last night.”

     “NO- I mean, no I don’t regret laying next to you, I kept you warm didn’t I?” Ben looked at you and wiggled his eyebrows. Which, in return, made you laugh.

     “You did. And I’m glad you did or I would have froze to death.” After you said that, you turned around and grabbed something from the back. It was Ben’s soccer sweater. The sweater all the players get from the school at the end of the season with his number on the back. His number was 18, which you called his “lucky number”. You quickly put it on and snuggled in it. You looked over at Ben, who was already looking at you up and down. You knew he loved seeing you in his sweaters. 

     “So NOW your cold?” Ben asked.

     “Yes, I am. Got a problem Jones?” You asked as you put the hoodie on and pulled on the strings to make the opening smaller.

     “No, but it does look better on you than it does me.” and that you could agree with him. You stole a lot of Ben’s clothes like his shorts and shirts and sometimes even his shoes, even though they don’t fit since they’re two sizes larger than your feet. 

     “Good because I’m keeping it.” God, just ten minutes ago, you and Ben were both tear stained messes but now you both were giggling and laughing. Maybe the drive wouldn’t be so bad after all. 

     “How about we put on some music?” Ben handed you the aux cord from the little compartment between the two seats. You plug the aux cord into the radio and your phone and picked a song. You loved this song and Ben did too. 

         You’re the best friend that I ever had

        I’ve been with you such a long time  

 You’re my sunshine and I want you to know

       That my feelings are true

         I really love you

     You and Ben sang along until the very end and you decided to just put on your spotify playlist. You saw that Ben’s face was still stained from his tears so you grabbed the sleeve of the sweater and wiped Ben’s cheek with it. At first Ben resisted but then gave in to your touch against his skin. You ruffled his hair and gave him a quick smile before using the scrunchie from your wrist and throwing your hair in a messy bun. You guys still had one hour and thirty minutes to go before arriving to the house so might as well get comfortable. You and Ben hadn’t really planned anything for the next two months in San Diego. It was more of just going with the flow. Or at least that what Ben said. 

     Ben wasn’t really organized and he didn’t plan ahead like you. You liked to plan weeks ahead and liked to stay organized with your many binders and folders. You both were total opposites but worked so well together. Even though Ben was the true gentlemen and didn’t like to get too dirty, he was the one who loved sports. You liked to get dirty, occasionally, you would play with him but most of the time you didn’t play any sports. Weird. 

     “Buddy, I know your thinking about something over there. Spill it.” Ben said as he kept looking towards the road.

     “I’m just thinking about how we don’t have anything planned for the next two months.”

     “Just go with the flow. It’ll be fine, we’ll be fine. I promise.” He grabbed your hand and rubbed your knuckles with his thumb reassuringly. 

     “Okay.” 

    It’ll be fine he said, We’ll be fine he said, he promised. But lied.

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Florist!Renjun

summary: i need cash because it’s summer and my parents don’t give me allowance so i applied for this job and on the first day someone ran into me and now i have coffee all over me and wow you’re pretty cute but i gtg and when i first check in for my shift i see you there,,, with my boss,,, who’s your grandma-- oh im working with you

(A/N) ok kids i am back with another renjun bulleted fic!!!! because i have nothing else to do!!! I honestly don’t know how this is going to go but I hope u like whatever i made, feedback is appreciated! also i suck at summaries so let’s Just Pretend that i have a decent summary up there

i mean I Love Flowers ya know

renjun is a flower himself but u dont know that yet

so it’s summer break and you want to make that ca$h money because ur parents don’t give u allowance during the summer,, that Blows.

okay well you decide to apply for some job in places that interest you

like the cafe around the corner of your family’s apartment complex

or the photography studio, or the arts studio

maybe even the animal shelter because!!! animals!!!

but none of those really caught your attention

sure u liked smelling coffee at like,, 5 am, and u liked taking nice pictures and drawing, and you loved!!! animals!!!

but the thing you loved the most

u guessed it!! flowers!!!

so there was a really cute flower shop that was just across your home

and you applied ofc

step one: done

all u need to do is to w a i t 

but you’ve checked out the place, and its literally the cutest place ever!!! 

you Really Want The Job Now

so you get a cute little envelope in the mail saying that you could start full time in like 2 days!

u get super psyched because it’s your first job

so fast forward two days, and u wake up bright and early because you’re really excited!!! 

when you walk in, you see the cutest old lady just watering the plants 

the door jingles since there’s a bell, and she turns around and just looks at you for like,, 5 seconds

and then she gives you THE MOST PRECIOUS SMILE EVER

so she goes in to tell you what you should do today, and says that her grandson will be working with you for summer as well

and you’re like??? oh 

because you don’t

you’ve never interacted,,

with,,, boys.

you get SHY my dude but it’s all good because he arrives tomorrow from where ever he came from

SO anyway, you water the plants, tend to the customers, and all that jazz

you go home and you start to think about her grandson,, like

what does he look like? is he nice or what??? how old,,, is he???

so you think about ur job and then you have anxiety because wow new people who might be ur age

that doesn’t mix well with you

(unless you’re a social butterfly but a bitch can’t relate)

so you wake up and you’re feeling a little nervous to meet this kid

you leave the house really early because you’re just gonna walk around to the cafe before your shift started

but then on the way, you bump into this Pure Soul

and he spills coffee all over you

and it’s ho t like that boy?? facts

who drinks hot coffee in summer

ANYWAY you jump in shock and let out a yelp from how hot it is, and then you look up about to POP OFF but then u take a look at him

and he’s a mess, he looks so flustered, he’s r e d, and he’s stuttering out apologies

and then he dabs your t-shirt with the s i n g l e napkin that he has, wasn’t going to help but hey, A for Effort

and u gotta admit, it’s kinda cute

but anyway you say that it’s fine, it was an honest mistake, and it was kind of, both of your faults.

so he apologizes once more and then offers up his light jacket, but then u refuse because your apartment isn’t even that far away.

so you leave hastily before u could get the Cute Boy’s Name

and u literally run to change into like a sweater or something, and then Blast to the flower shop

and u see that boy again with the cute old lady 

and then u connect th e dots

it’s the grandson

oh god

and your heart??? speedy fast, like,,, sonic Wishes

so you say a greeting to his gma, and then u speed walk to check in and then start your shift

idk u felt lowkey embarrassed cause!! cute boy!! u ran!! now hes h ere!!

it isnt until the pot is overflowing to know that youre overthinking a lot, and there’s like,,, a huge puddle,, at your feet,,,

so you almost drop the stupid watering can and then fuck your life over because that boy??

across from u

in the next isle

looking at u

and he

He Smiles That Smile

I think he was trying not to laugh because he puts his hand over his mouth

i mean,,,,, u embarrassed urself once more

big OOF

but anyway you turn ur self to look away from him becaus e You Just Cant look at him

But life goes on,,,

Fast forward like idk, maybe 2 hours??? you get your first break of the day so u tell ur boss that you are just going to get a snack back at that cafe that u didn’t get to go into yet cause of That Boy 

she tells u to be careful and that you could take like 30 minutes to an hour since you were working so hard

i mean, you were just watering plants but ok,, thanks gma

ur getting off topic sis

and then d cute boy decides he’s gonna take his break too

wow life must be Crazy to have you blessed with his presence

So you see him just like jogging to catch up to you and you hear his little ‘Wait!!’

then you feel all giddy inside because he??? wants to go??? with  you???? wha t

anyway you slow your step a little so he can catch up and then he

he puts his hand on your shoulder WOW PHYSICAL CONTACT

and your heart skipped a beat more like all of them

and then he like,,, he kept his hand on your back while you guys were walking

a whole?? gentleman???

you guys didn’t really talk on the way to the cafe but u really wish u did

because u get in there, you order a snacc, and then u guys sit

in awkward

silence

and its so cringeworthy 

is this embarrassment installment number 3?? why must life Play You Like This

when you’re about to Finally say something, your guys’ orders were called up and he offered to get them

so he went with a small smile and left u with your Stupid Thoughts

but he left for like 5 seconds LMAO

so anyway

he comes back, and you both go to talk at the same time--

‘Oh no u should go first’ and then he laughs

wtf that sounded beautiful

but u don’t even remember what you were going to say

yeah, staring at his face is THAT powerful

‘oh um its ok i kinda forgot haha’

and then its awkward again

embarrassment installment number 4???

of course though you guys introduce yourselves

“My name’s Renjun”

so he just smiles and tries small talk, like why u decided to get a job, or if you’re still in school, your hobbies

all the great stuff ya feel

and by the end of the break you guys are getting closer

i mean you guys arent in any awkward silences anymore

you guys are walking back to your shifts and for the rest of the time

its just you guys messing around

like you guys Got Close hm who knew also this is getting long oops

but it’s the end of your shift,,, and then u go to check out and leav e

and it isnt until you get home that you didnt even

get his number

ayo ma can i get yo numba

so youre just in bed.

questioning life

but hey!! you made a new friend!!

life goes the same for the next few weeks or so,,, and you and renjun become Really Really Close

So close that youre actually leaving your house!! Voluntarily!!

and one day you go in to your kitchen

to see flowers on the table

and a card right next to it lol its in your moms hand 

and you just go up to it cause you see your name on the card 

you McSnatch the card away bc your moms all like ‘you have a secret admirer’ and she gives you the Mom Look

so you just Blush and read the stupid card

‘Please come to work, i miss seeing your pretty face.’ and you go !!!! what !!! 

and so you throw on some pants and the closest t-shirt near you

and then you yell that you’re going to work

so you step into the flower shop and there are wa y more flowers than you remember there to be

like theres,,, one spot that has Just Flowers

and you walk up to it and then 

Renjun comes to scare you what a little shit

and then you yelp!! once more!! 

and then he!! hugs !! you!!

but not before he gives you all of these flowers!!!!

and then he!!! says!! he made the arrangement!! just!! for!!! you!!!

so on the inside you are yelling!! wtfkdfjlsdjg

and you are just wondering w hat did you ever do to deserve this precious

and the he!! says!!

‘Will you be my girlfriend?’ and then he just!! smiles so big!

because you say of course!!! 

He is a whole Catch, he’s caring, knows how to joke around, AND he’s cute!!!

okay but boyfriend renjun who is also your co-worker would be so cute! 

because you would be watering the plants, and then you would see some flowers around with small notes tied with ribbons

with the CUTEST messages on them

and you keep every single one of them in a jar on your desk

by now you have 3 jars filled

thanks for making me the Softest Stan Renjun

and so you would always find cute arrangements in you home!!

and his gma would b watching in the back with That Look

she would think ‘i made a good decision’

BECAUSE SHE DID

his gma: god tier

but anyway florist!renjun who is also your bf!! would be so!! cute!! wtf!!

my heart: melting

honestly my heart cannot handle

SO you guys would just b so happy with each other, life is good,,,

and everytime someone asks how you guys got together,,, youwould always say

lol his grandma like u would Not Believe

but you would always say that the flower shop you both work in, has brought you guys together.

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