#yas-yupper

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 14: DREAM CATCHER - Episode 8: Encounter

Kumon: I’m looking forward to Sumi-san’s performance~

Izumi: The final day is soon, so I’m glad you get a chance to see it.

[Car hitting the brakes]

Kumon: A taxi…?

Tenma: Sorry, I got held up.

Kumon: Good work! There’s still some time until the show starts, so you’re fine.

Izumi: Is your job that busy, Tenma-kun?

Tenma: Nah, it wasn’t work…

Izumi: ?

Kumon: He bought triangle goodies! A store was having a Kyoto fair, so he bought lots of yatsuhashi~

Kumon: There’s red bean paste flavor, and cinnamon, and matcha, chocolate, strawberries, banana, curry–

Tenma: It’s too much! I didn’t even know curry flavor existed…

Izumi: What now? It’s a little early, but should we head to the theater?

Tenma: Since the final performance is soon, should we get him some flowers?

Kumon: I wonder if there’s triangle flowers?

Tenma: Of course not.

Izumi: Ah, there’s a good flower shop nearby.

-

Izumi: Hello.

Towa: Yeees– Woah, the Summer Troupe!?!?

Towa: Eh– Wh- Why are Tenma-kun and Kumon-kun from the Summer Troupe in our shop!?

Izumi: This shop is run by Towa-kun’s aunt. Towa-kun is the Spring Troupe fan we were talking about before.

Tenma: I see, so this is the infamous…

Kumon: Hello~!

Towa: H-HHHHello!

Kumon: So, we’re going to watch Sumi-san’s performance, and we wanted to buy him some flowers–

Towa: Ah! Misumi-san’s the triangle oshi, right!

Tenma: This conversation’s too fast to keep up with…

Towa: My aunt is out right now, so all that’s available is the ready-made bouquets, but if you’re fine with that…

Towa: With Misumi-san’s image in mind, I think this bouquet with lots of yellow dahlias might be good.

Kumon: Yuppers, this is good! It’s SO Sumi-san!

Tenma: Good eye.

Izumi: Let’s go with that, then.

Towa: Aaaand, tah-dah! A triangle paper bag!

Kumon: Wooow…!

Towa: It’s made like this so the bouquet doesn’t come undone, but I think it’s perfect for Misumi-san…!

Izumi: Thank you for the perfectly fitting choice, Towa-kun.

Towa: No, thank you very much! I’ll prepare it immediately!

Izumi: By the way, how’s your theater troupe coming? Have you gathered the members?

Towa: Well… I did ask my friends, but their responses were kinda…

Towa: Some turned me down because they’re not interested, and others have already joined another troupe…

Kumon: Since there are more troupes now, many people must’ve been recruited~

Towa: I feel like I totally missed the beat here.

Izumi: I see…

Izumi: (I’d like to help, but I don’t have anyone in mind…)

Ibuki: Heyaaa. I’m from Dozono Stoooore.

Izumi: Eh?

Kumon: Huh!? Ibukichi!?

Ibuki: We sure see each other a lot. Does MANKAI Company often appear around these parts?

Towa: That’s not it at all!!! It’s rare!!! You shouldn’t think you can meet them so easily!

Towa: I’m trying not to get used to this, too. I try not to forget how in middle school I was satisfied with just watching them through a screen.

Towa: I’ve been so lucky ever since I got here that it’s gotten easy to forget. But I need to not take it for granted because otherwise karma will hit me hard.

Izumi: You’re the same as always, Towa-kun.

Kumon: I get it! You’re a hardcore fan, right?

Ibuki: You’re sorta familiar. How’s your name written?

Towa: With the “To” from peach and the “wa” from peace…

Ibuki: Oh–

Towa: ?

Tenma: Also, what’s the Dozono Store?

Ibuki: Oh, we’re a grocery store. I’m here for a delivery. BTW, my IRL name is Ibuki Dozono.

Ibuki: Daddy’s been extra hard on Ibuki ‘cause he strained his back~

Kumon: Ibukichi’s family runs a grocery store...!?

Tenma: That’s a surprise…

Towa: U-Um, you’re Ibuki-kun? You know MANKAI Company, right?

Towa: D-Does that mean… You might be interested in theater…?

Ibuki: Eh? Not at all.

Towa: Bummer…

Izumi: Were you going to recruit them for your troupe?

Towa: Yes…

Tenma: This easygoing recruitment style reminds me of a certain someone.

Ibuki: Towa, if you could sign here~

Towa: Okay…

Ibuki: Well, I’ve still got deliveries to make, so see ya.

[Ibuki runs off]

Towa: *sigh*...

Izumi: (That reminds me, Ibuki-kun has no interest whatsoever in theater, yet they somehow knew about MANKAI Company…)

-

Ibuki: …

Iv has entered the chat Iv: found him shiki: who? Kar: must be a 10 yen coin Iv: you’ll be wrong no matter how many times you say that. I’ve just had some coincidence happen shiki: what happened? Iv: it’s p interesting, so i’ll keep it under wraps

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[lazywriter-artist]

Ya want the boys (slightly unfinished refs)? Yuppers UwU

Plus average brother shenanigans

They’re menaces to the imperium someone help- work is halting-

Master list

[verdantlights]

heehee hi there zen !! i don’t know why i kept putting this off .. but i offer yami to you for s41 if there are still some spots left ! here’s her info as well !

yami

status : alive

age : uh 19

pronouns : she / her

id : 022294

guardian : kyuno

singing voice claim : um . ai hoshino . from oshi no ko .

regular voice claim : also ai

participating : yuppers

i think that’s all .. oh, i do have . 2 other characters .. nimbus and emika, but i might get rid of emika .. so i wouldn’t put her into the doc, but i just don’t have both hers and nimbus’s info right now, so that’s why im not including them .. for now ..

anyways, love ya zen ! i hope .. that this isn’t badly written, if that makes senses ? sorry, i’m just think it sounds . wrong . for some reason, but . i’m sure it’s just paranoia ? but i hope you’re having a good day when you see this !

THIS IS PERFECT APRI!!! THANKIESSS!!!! IT MAKES OCMPLETE SENSE TO ME :DD ILY APRI HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT WHEN YOU READ THIS <3333 /p

[willowthefoxxo]

Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏 Thank you.

https://gofund.me/37005939

yuppers

aight, two followers who actually look at my fuckin posts, go donate if ya can.

[wackytoonz]

I HAVE A KO-FI!❤️

YUPPERS! Come on over if ya wanna see some exclusive stuff! Or just to send a donation!❤️

I'll be making more membership tiers in the future, but in the mean time, I just have the one small tier! There you'll get to see lil sketches of my original/fan works! As well as behind the scenes photos and clips of animations I work on!✨️

🎉WAHOO🎉

[squigglywindy]

Hey you haven’t talked in a bit, is there a reason for that? You ok, safe, fed and hydrated? Love ya /p

-@somephantominthewalls

Hey :)

Ok: Meh. I will be.

Safe: Yah I’m good 👍

Fed: Yuppers

Hydrated: Uh…I’ll get on that

[janjan-urfuckingfat]

I FORGOT TO DO THIS AND ITS ALREADY MIDNIGHT SO IMA DO DAY 4 AND DAY 5 TOGETHER FRFR 🙏🙏🙏

Day four: Probably losing hair? Absolutely terrifies me tbh 😭😭 ALSO FINALLY REACHING MY UGW AND THEN GAINING AGAIN!!!! ID KMS ISTG

Day five: Girly no :3

..lemme give yall a rundown of my eating shit

okay so basically in 2021 I lowkey developed an eating disorder? but not really? like my parents paid no attention to me and dropped me n my sister off at my nans where I'd hide under a bed/in the closet/etc with my ipad to read wattpad and ppl kinda just forgot I was there?? and so I wouldn't be fed and would get picked up and put to bed because it'd be 11pm by then and I was like 9-10 years old so i had to go bed LOL-

and so ya just lost a bunch of weight

ended up gaining again and in late 2022/early 2023 I started really paying attention to my weight and developed ana lowkey and lost like 10 kg?? went from ~49kg to ~39-40kg in about six months somehow 💀

then mum noticed and her n my aunts had this interlude and I was forced recovery

ended up with BED but didn't rlly care and ballooned up to my now (55kg) and like three months ago I got a girlfriend somehow???? like off tumblr and DW YALL WE'VE CALLED, SENT PICS, ALL THAT AND SHE IS WHO SHE SAYS SHE IS DWWWW and she lives in canada (I live in uk) and there's a chance she might come to UK in july-ish? and she lowkey has an eating disorder and is a bit taller than me and literally 11 fucking kg lighter?? anyways ya ik she thinks I'm pretty but I don't believe it and I HAVE to get skinny before she comes because what if she doesn't like me? what if she thinks I'm disgusting? and ppl always fucking leave me so what if she does too??????? I think I'd honestly end it atp lol anywayS YUPPERS ^^

BAIIIIII

[barkanon]

fine. whatever. ill find out some other way. and are ya okay? you seem reeeeal uncomfy when i talk about hiyori.. :p

haha, oh well!! how are you, then?

-🍈

I…. I’m okay…!

I’m perfectly fine! Yup!!! Yuppers!!!!!!

[jeanjauthor]

Okay, i gotta weigh in on this one.

Don't care about Pennsylvania annexing Delaware.

I am thinking Washington State should annex Northern Idaho, because it's VERY difficult to get up into that part of their state from the rest of their state without, y'know going through Washington or Montana. But Montana's already got a craptonne of land, so might as well go to us, ya know?

Also, poll the Yuppers (pronounced YOO-pers), the folks in Upper Peninsula Michigan. See if they want a bridge or something to stay connected with southern Michigan, or to become their own state. (Lake Michigan freezes over a fair bit in winter, so a ferry service wouldn't be practical.)

[kalteswagger]

In Memoriam, for those members of Radtron we have lost

@coradsunglasses, @mattubular, @four-fine-mice, @prince-yo-yo-lotor, @hunkaliciousunglasses, @vld-fabulions, @yas-yupper, @gal-radical, @varkool, @oldschool-voltdrool, @raver-sunglasses, @rad-rover, @meme-vok, @prince-cooltor, @shir-yo

[dingo-saurus]

that internalized transandrophobia feel where u see posts about nonbinary he/him experiences and for a moment desperately wish that was you rather than being the man u are

[nostalgicphile]

August 9th, 2018: Gillian Anderson’s 50th birthday, also known as the day we all monitor David Duchovny’s social media channels for touching and witty best wishes accompanied by a nostalgic photo from the 1990s.

[pokenimagines]

Grusha | Fic | where the reader gets badly injured by a wild Pokémon attack but as he reaches reader he sees them knocked out and gets protective?

This has a bit of angst in it, but not a lot...I don't think? I just saw this prompt and I'm like "Oh, I have the perfect set up!". Reader ends up totally fine though, just saying. I don't ever write straight up angst.

Rules | Discord Server (16+)

SFW Grusha: Protecting What Matters

Grusha tried not to let many things bother him; he preferred it that way. He sometimes got annoyed with overly optimistic people, or those who saw everything through rose colored goggles, but most of the time he just let went with the flow.

Then he met you, the kind of person he didn't expect to fall for. You were moving forward at a fast pace, far faster then he would've ever thought possible. He ended up falling hard, and he hated it. He pushed down the feelings as much as he could, but whenever you begged him to go out somewhere with you, or to train in the mountains, he always had issues telling you no.

You were a capable trainer, with an even more capable team, so he never worried when going out to train in the mountains. He knew, he cursed himself for knowing, that anything could happen. Anything could change the course of your life in an instant, just one misstep was all it took. Despite knowing this, hell even preaching it at some point, he didn't pay enough attention to you.

One moment, you were battling a Froslass with your fire-type, an easy battle, then the next you were on the snow, bleeding from the head. He had never ran so fast in his life, sliding on ice as he skidded over to you. His Altaria managed to beat the Froslass without him even having to utter a single command.

He looked you over, seeing how you were knocked out cold. Despite saying your name several times, you didn't rouse. You had a pulse, that was good. It just looked like a chunk of ice had been hurled at your head. Grusha managed to lift you in his arms as he took you to the pokemon center.

You were fine, completely and utterly fine. A minor concussion, but otherwise you didn't have any long term issued. Three entire weeks and you were completely back to normal; knocking at Grusha's front door. The blue haired boy opened the door, wearing just a long sleeved shirt and some black joggers. His hair was tied into a bun as he looked over at you with an almost surprised look.

"You're back..." Grusha said, opening the door for you to come in. You happily walked into the home, kicking off the boots so you wouldn't trail snow everywhere in the home.

"Yuppers, I was wondering if you wanted to go out into the mountains with me. I'm feeling a lot better and my team is itching to battle." You said, acting as if nothing happened.

"You want to go back out there? You know you could've died if that piece of ice hit you any harder." Grusha said and you shrugged.

"Well, it didn't, and I'll be more careful this time." You said, not bothered at all. You were alive and well, after all. Sure you were knocked out, but you lived.

"You might not be so lucky next time, you know things can happen in a split second. One wrong move..." Grusha began, wanting to convince you that maybe training in the mountains wouldn't be a good idea.

"I know, but this is what I enjoy doing. I can't let once incident that I survived make me quit. I'm well aware of the risks of what can happen out there, Grusha." You said, feeling a bit like he was trying to dictate what you could and couldn't do.

"I just...what would I do if you died?" He murmured the last part so quietly you could barely make it out. Your eyes widened, as you realized exactly what has him so anxious. You gave him a wobbly smile before walking over to him.

Grusha hasn't anticipated you wrapping your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. You looked at him with a smile, "I don't plan on dying anytime soon." You informed him.

"It could still happen..." He murmured.

"Ya, well guess you'll just have to accompany me and make sure I don't get hurt again." You joked and Grusha put a hand on your head, playing with your hair.

"That worked wonderfully last time..." He reminded you, but you weren't caring.

"Guess you'll have to be extra diligent then. I bet if you held my hand out there, I won't be able to slip away and get hurt." You couldn't help, but chuckle at the light blush on his cheeks.

"Fine, I'll go with you...but you have to promise to be careful." Grusha said; you couldn't contain your joy as you reached up and kissed his cheek.

"Will do!" You said while parting and going over to put your boots back on. Grusha just looked at you for a moment more, his hand covering the cheek you just kissed. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to continue pushing down his feelings if you acted like that.

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[24-hours]

Hello! Could I possibly get some icons for HC9!Grian fictive with an adventurecore aesthetic?

- 🧭 {i hope this tag isn't taken}

Yuppers! adventurecore grian icons done and did! Art used is by @/applestruda [x] and @/periwinklemoonlight [x] Hope ya like em :] -modb

[jeonfiles]

once more to see you | kth 01

pairing: taehyung x reader ft. seokjin

genre: angst, fluff, unrequited love

synopsis: taehyung is the complete opposite of you, and you're so in love with him. he's not interested in you at all, but he's willing to pretend so he won't be known for breaking the sweetest girl in school's heart. he knows you'll end up hurt either way.

warnings: taehyung is an idiot, a lot of pining, y/n is annoyingly dependent on validation, y/n does a lot of silent prayers, y/n is a track star, childhood bsf seokjin (cute), mentions of deceased family member

music for this chap: she had the world , carry me out

a/n: taehyung will disappoint u in the beginning but hes cute i promise

"I get why you like him Y/N," Sohee swallowed the rest of her sandwich before finishing her sentence, "He's so hot. People say he's interested in you too, y'know?"

Sohee visibly tried to get food out from the back of her mouth using her tongue, and it made you chuckle at the sight. "I don't think he does." You sighed, resting your chin in your palm.

You were both situated at the table in the inner corner of the cafeteria, with a full view of who walks in the door, and sometimes you swore you could see Sohee drool when attractive guys walked in that exact door.

"Hello, of course, he does! Even his friend Jimin told Kang Seulgi from Class 1, who told Go Euntaek in class 3, who eventually told his girlfriend Baek Ho-rang who ran to me to tell me the great news." Sohee gasped for air after rambling, and you rolled your eyes,

"Stories change when that many links contribute." You scoffed, sitting back in your chair and reaching for your juice box on the table, taking a huge slurp, which you knew would annoy Sohee.

"You don't believe me? Guess we gotta ask a link closer to the source then." Sohee stood up from her chair, and you looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Park Jimin, get your ass over here will ya?" She nearly shouted across the cafeteria, and now all looks were pointed at you two, and you felt the urge to just slip down the cracks of the floor tiles and hide there forever grow stronger for each nanosecond.

You sunk further down on your tacky, orange chair, but you could still see Jimin's black locks sway a little over the crowd as he walked over to the table you were sitting at.

"What's up sugar?" Jimin smirked at Sohee, and Sohee didn't even budge, and you had no idea how she did it. He was stupidly attractive and could make any girl drop her pants with a comment like that.

"Jimin my dearest, a little birdie told me that Taehyung likes my sweet Y/N, could you confirm?" She batted her long lashes and smiled prettily at Jimin.

He looked to the left, sucked his teeth, and said, "I can't, I'm sorry." You realized you had grown a little too hopeful, and your heart sunk quite a bit when he spoke.

"Does he think I'm pretty at least?" You spoke up, eyes shining when you looked up towards the standing Jimin, the harsh lights in the cafeteria reflecting in them.

"He hasn't mentioned you much, to be quite honest." He shrugged, walking back to his table, where Taehyung and the rest of his friends sat.

Your heart thumped when he met your eyes, and you looked away in panic. The rest of lunch was just Sohee apologizing and you avoiding eye contact with any of the students at the nearby tables.

Jimin mentioned you and Sohee's name several times, he was a loud speaker, and you were so scared of what he was saying you could probably die right then and there.

Saved by the bell, you picked up your stuff and got ready to start running to your classroom, praying you wouldn't meet any of Taehyung's friends, and especially not Taehyung as you ran Usain Bolt style.

You looked down while running, not thinking twice about leaving your best friend behind, you suddenly fell to the ground with a thud. This was surely not one of your glory days.

When you looked up, you wanted to cry. It was none other than Kim Taehyung, and he didn't look pleased. You gathered your things and muttered "Sorry." under your breath probably about 10 times, and he just watched, disappointingly.

"You're a klutz. Why were you running?" He spoke, and your knees turned into jelly when you tried to stand up, you nearly fell and dropped all your stuff again, but he caught you by the arm, straightening you up like it was nothing.

"Uh... Uhm... Err..." you mumbled, and he rolled his eyes, and not in a joking manner. "Fuck that, why are you going around telling people I like you?"

Your breath hitched, and he stared at you coldly. "I didn't! Gosh, my friend Sohee told me someone had told her that you liked me, and- uh... We asked Jimin, and-" He put his hand over your mouth, making you shut up.

"I don't want you two to go around making up baseless rumors about me, it's incredibly annoying for me to go around correcting people who assume shit just because your little friend speaks louder than a bunch of hyenas at a tea party." Taehyung nearly spat, and you took a step back.

You noticed that people were listening in, their stares burning holes in your back. He was livid, and you didn't understand why, you just smiled, praying to god that this would end soon.

"I just thought you liked me-" You began, and he interrupted you, "You thought I was gonna like someone like you? Get over yourself and enter the real world."

The hallway went silent, your lips trembled as hot tears raced down your face, and like the track star you were, you fled the scene and passed the finish line into the bathrooms.

You stayed till the school day ended, not knowing what was unraveling outside the four walls of the stall.

Sohee 💜: 01:12 pm

Y/N, where are you? i heard what happened :( i hate taehyung im gonna chop his sausage off

Sohee 💜: 01:38 pm

taehyung is fighting w doyoung because doyoung decided to defend you this is hilarious

but fr where are you

Sohee 💜: 01:57 pm

doyoung gave taehyung a black eye damn

doyo is on the verge of tears when taehyung said you liked him and not doyo

taehyung cant not have feelings for you like there must be smth deeper going on

Sohee 💜: 03:39 pm

class just ended i'll wait out back

Sohee always knew when to leave you alone, so she did, partially. You usually shut off your phone when you're upset, but she still sends you texts to update you whenever you turn it back on.

This time, it was quite dramatic, and you rushed out of the icky stall and ran (again) to reach Sohee to get the full story, and as you expected, it was interesting.

"Basically, Doyoung punched Taehyung and Taehyung was a little too OP, so he failed to initiate a fight, so it just turned into Taehyung being an ass to Doyoung for defending you." She shrugged, adjusting the straps of her leather backpack as you walked home.

"Taehyung's rep is so tainted right now, I don't know how he's gonna fix this my dear Y/N, so I guess he got his karma. He's an idiot and I'm glad other people are starting to see."

You nodded yes, pushing out a fake chuckle, while silently you prayed that everything would soon be back to normal and that Taehyung would forgive you for the mess you caused.

Being in love with Taehyung for a year had taken a toll on you, and your best friend since freshman year had noticed too. You were different.

You used to be so independent and optimistic, but now you would strive for validation, and you had turned into one of the most insecure people Sohee had ever met.

Sohee tried to pull you away from him, but to her demise, it only got worse when you tried to meet other guys. She figured that the only way for you to disconnect from him was if you had your go with him, or if he treated you like a complete idiot.

You waved goodbye to Sohee as you entered your house, kicking off your shoes and throwing yourself down on the couch. You wanted to scream, but you saw your brother's and another guy's shoes in your hallway, so you kept it inside.

After having watched an episode of Seinfeld, you could hear the floorboards creak, and your gaze found its way to the hallway, where your brother, Yoongi stood, peeking out from his door.

"Ah, Y/N, you're the one who's home?" He smiled brightly, eyes turning into small crescents, which made you awe at the sight.

"Yuppers." You said and sat back again, pressing play to start the next episode. "Who's your guest?" And as you uttered your last word, another head peeked out from the door, and you couldn't help but feel the happiness brew inside you.

It was Kim Seokjin in all his glory, and this time, he looked even hotter. It had been about two years since you last saw him because he moved to Germany to study medicine.

Seokjin had been your neighbor since you were born, and you pretty much grew up with two older brothers who always took care of you.

No one dared to mess with you, because Seokjin and Yoongi always got to them first. That way, you grew up without a care in the world, protected from all evil.

You had no idea when you fell in love with him. It was somewhere during puberty, where your interest in Brad Pitt and Kim Soohyun from Dream High had grown stronger.

You remember Seokjin was scouted for modeling, acting, and even idol groups all through your childhood. He did a few ads, photoshoots, a popular teenage drama called Double Trouble, and even managed to get his own Wikipedia page.

There was no doubt that Seokjin was an attractive man, and in the two years he had been gone, his face fat was completely gone, and he had defined cheekbones, a slimmer and tighter figure, and you thought he couldn't be any more perfect.

"None other than God himself," Seokjin said smugly, opening his arms to greet you with a hug, and you threw your blanket you were covered into the side as you bolted into Seokjin's arms, legs wrapped around his waist.

He slowly put you down so your feet touched the parquet, and you felt a kind of euphoria as he smiled at you again, the same smile he had flashed you as long as you could remember.

Everything about Seokjin had matured and changed, but his smile remained the same. "What are you doing back?" You sniffled, holding back the happy tears that were forming in your eyes.

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I love Germany, but it's a little bland. I miss ahjumnas complimenting me on the subway and the bomb ass food here in SK." Seokjin grinned as he wiped a tear that fell down your face.

Yoongi was leaning against the door frame, smiling at the grand reunion. You knew he liked seeing you two together, and you had a small suspicion about him shipping you guys.

"Please don't ever leave again." You gripped onto his shirt, digging your face down in his chest, and he said, "I swear to god if you're wearing makeup right now-"

You laughed as you pushed him away, placing your hands below your chin and batting your eyelashes dramatically, "I'm all-natural."

"Naturally pretty." Seokjin leaned forward and whispered in your ear, and your heart did a little somersault.

Seokjin's always been a charmer.

You woke up in your room, pink sheets draped over your half-naked body as tons of messages poured in on your phone, vibrating so much it nearly fell off the edge of your nightstand.

You grab it while rubbing your eyes, and you're shocked to see the messages that had exploded on your lock screen.

Unknown: 08:39 am

Hey, it's Kim Taehyung.

Look, I'm sorry for the shit I said to you and I would love to make it up to you in some kind of way.

Maybe I could take you out?

I get it if you don't want to, but I heard you were interested in me so...

What kinda food do you like? Activities, hobbies?

I really wanna make this right :)

You: 08:43 am

oh hey! I'd love to, you kinda owe me one. if it's your treat, I suppose we could get some sushi and boba...

btw I don't like u like that

Contact made, saved as "taehyung <3" at 08:44 am

taehyung <3: 08:47 am

Okay. Meet me at Nori Table at 6 pm. Don't make me wait.

Your heart was palpitating, and when you pressed your phone up to your chest, you could feel your body heat up from your scalp to your toes.

Maybe Kim Taehyung had no interest in you right now, but he sure would after tonight. You were gonna make him love you, soon enough,

Running to the shower a few hours of Seinfeld later, you scrubbed with all your might with your newest strawberry scrub, did your makeup, curled your hair, and sat down on the couch, outfit draped over the armrest of the chair.

It was an hour till you were leaving, so for the time being you sat with hair rollers in your hair, dressed in pink sweats. Seokjin and Yoongi had been awake all night, you had heard them laugh and play Mario Cart all night, it reminded you of old times.

Old times where you went to bed crying because Yoongi and Seokjin's bedtime was later than yours at sleepovers. Thinking back, your parents made a pretty rational decision, but you resented them for it.

When Seokjin left for school in Germany, during your Sophomore year you cried again. You thought it was so unfair that you had to be two years younger, why couldn't you come with him?

You were painfully in love with him, and you had been probably since you were. A few months after he moved, your feelings faded. You were love-free, only to fall stupidly in love again with Taehyung just a year later.

You were forced to snap out of your train of thought because you heard the floorboards creak again. When you looked over at the dark hallway, you saw a tired, yet familiar face smile at you.

Seokjin looked quite disoriented, hair ruffled and eyes puffy, yet he looked like a Greek god. Sculpted to perfection, he smiled at you like he did yesterday and all the times before.

"Morning." He grunted out, his morning voice prominent. You chuckled when you looked at the time, feeling kind of bad for Seokjin who had slept away the majority of his day, which you knew he didn't like.

"It's 5 pm, cutie. Mom said you guys could order takeout, cause she's working late." You stood up, and Seokjin gave you a good look up and down, and then diverted his gaze to the lavender ruffle skirt and white long-sleeve blouse you had neatly hung over the armchair.

"What's the occasion?" He nodded over at the clothes and then your hair rollers and full-face makeup-covered face. He threw a few walnuts from the little bowl on the coffee table into his mouth.

"It's none of your business, but I have a date tonight," you said smugly, and a walnut flew out of Seokjin's mouth in shock.

"A date? Like a real one?" He frantically asked, and you nodded as you walked away with your outfit in hand.

You came back out minutes later, and Seokjin had to hold his mouth shut so it wouldn't drop to the floor. You had matured so well, a white blouse adorning your waist, and the lavender skirt hugged your curves nicely.

You had decorated your neck and ears with golden jewelry, and you had a pair of Air forces dangling from your left hand. You were beautiful, hair let free from the hair rollers, curls swaying as you did a twirl.

"It's alright, I guess." He pretended not to care, and your proud grin morphed into a frown pretty quickly, and he noticed.

He stood up and walked towards you, standing very close. His tall figure was hovering over you. Seokjin leaned forward towards your ear, not whispering this time,

"You're gorgeous." He pushed your curls behind your shoulder, adjusting your golden necklace as he returned to Yoongi's bedroom.

You were screwed.

The time on your phone showed 6:06 pm. You recall him saying ‘don’t be late’. What a hypocrite. It had started to pour down, so you were squeezed up against the brick wall of the restaurant so the ledge above you would shield you from the rain.

You were shaking from the cold, legs exposed because of your skirt. Sighing deeply, you reached down into your purse to text Taehyung, but when you looked up, you saw him running over to you.

He was holding a bouquet of pink delphinium and peonies. You’d always been interested in flowers, and this small gesture made you all fuzzy inside.

“I apologize for my late arrival m’lady. The flower shop was about to close down for the day, and I had to beg the cashier to let me in, promising to buy a huge bouquet if she did.” He smiled as he stood in front of you.

“No worries sir, I haven’t been waiting for long.” You chuckled, as you accepted the bouquet. His eyes scanned every inch of your body, and he said, “You’re shivering. Let’s go inside.”

This was a side of Taehyung you had barely seen before, caring and warm. This was also the side of him that initially made you fall for him.

The memories of him reading stories for children at the hospital was heartwarming. Whenever you went to visit your brother, who has now passed, you would see him read stories for all the unlucky kids.

Your brother, who was only 7 years old talked about Taehyung like a superhero, and it seemed as if Taehyung’s stories were the highlight of his days at the hospital.

Daejung wasn’t a kid you would pity. In his last months in the hospital he never once cried. You believed that Taehyung was a big part of the reason.

That’s why you fell in love with him. He hadn’t been a superhero in the form of saving lives, but he definitely made a whole lot of sick kids happier.

How could you ever repay him?

Taehyung rested a hand on your shoulder and lead you inside the door, and there stood a beautiful tall woman, black hair to her waist, almond-shaped eyes, and full lips.

She was beautiful. You looked up to see Taehyung’s reaction, and he wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at you. His eyes met yours, and you could’ve sword the whole world stopped.

“Excuse me?” An unfamiliar voice spoke up, and it kicked you right back into reality. It was the pretty woman speaking, an even prettier voice to match her.

“Do you have a reservation?” She questioned, smiling so genuinely from ear to ear. “Yes. It’s on Kim.” Taehyung spoke so confidently.

“Ah, for two. I’ll be your server tonight.” She waved for you to follow her, and before she turned around, you saw her name tag.

Bae Eunmi. A pretty name for a pretty person. Of course, she had to be pretty. Your confidence sunk even lower, and your insecurities grew.

“I’m not interested in her, by the way. I’ve talked to her before. She’s all beauty and no brains. Not for me.” Taehyung whispered into your ear, possibly to reassure you.

You sat down at the table and ordered a huge plate of different types of sushi, maki, nigiri, uramaki, and even sashimi.

This restaurant was fancy, nearly too fancy for your liking. It was huge and flashy, and it made you doubt your outfit choice completely.

The restaurant fell silent since there weren’t many guests here this early. The silence wasn’t awkward between you guys. It was just, too silent, and you decided to break it.

“Do you still write stories?” Taehyung’s face froze. How did you know about the stories he wrote? Had you been stalking him? Was this when everyone would find out how weak he truly is?

“How did you find out... About them?” He asked hesitantly, fidgeting with a small woven basket with bread placed on your table.

“When sun and moon met, moon felt bad. When the moon was alone at night, he cried, because he wanted to shine just like the sun.” You quote his story word by word, it was your favorite paragraph.

He looked at you with a confused look and his eyes told you that he wondered why you knew the story so well.

Before he could speak up, you said, “My brother's name was Daejung. He looked up to you and constantly told me about how he wanted to be like you when he grew up.” You placed your hands on top of his over the table.

Taehyung was speechless. He sat there, body completely frozen as he processed what you just said. The little boy he had mourned for many months was the same flesh and blood as you.

“Daejung told me how he wanted me to marry you because he thought no one else deserved me.” Letting go of his hands, he continued sitting completely still.

First, he felt disappointed in himself. Disappointed of the way he had treated you, how sad Daejung would be if he knew.

Second, he could see him in your traits. Your button nose matched his completely, and your eyes sparkled just the way his eyes did.

Third, he realized he had to take care of you. Fall in love with you, for Daejung. Taehyung had promised the little boy to take care of his friends and family when he has at his worst.

His expression completely changed. It softened, and his eyes looked at you like you were godsent. He believed you were too. It was fate.

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a/n: u guys know the angst isn't over lol u guys r never gonna see the light at the end of the tunnel ! this chapter was originally a bit longer but i have to test the waters and seeing how u guys like it !! pls reblog <3