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nichowrld · 2 years

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TALK TOO MUCH — K

pairing — k x fem reader

genre — fluff, crack, frenemies to lovers

word count — 767 words.

request -> “something frenemies to lovers with k with one of my favourite clichés "mom and dad are fighting". I can definitely see one of the younger ones saying this rendering both reader and k speechless hehe” for anon <3

you and k were frenemies. there was no doubt in that.

well, you weren’t exactly enemies, you could have a conversation with him without arguing a couple of times, but most of the time you two would have a disagreement on the most random things you could possibly argue about.

“k do you even know the amount of salt your suppose to put in that?”

“yeah i do, because unlike you i know how to cook.”

“you fucki-“ “do they always argue like this?” yuma asked nicholas, who was on his phone. “yeah, it never ends when it comes to them so you’ll have to get used to it.” nicholas responded.

since then, nobody really questioned whatever you had going on with k. though, everybody thought you two would be a cute old married couple couple, especially the younger members.

you had gone out with k & the younger members to eat, you loved hanging out with them, the only thing that was stopping you from having fun was k’s dumb remarks that he totally didn’t make up on the spot.

“ahh im so full! i can’t eat anymore.” maki dramatically said as taki dropped his chopsticks on his plate. “can i take a box of this home with us? it’s too good!” taki said. k nodded.

“im gonna go to the bathroom really quick!” harua said as he got up and walked to the bathroom. you guys spoke before the waiter came towards your table, “are you guys ready to pay?” the waiter asked as you and k nodded, pulling out your wallets.

“why did you take your wallet out?” “because i’m gonna pay? what else would i take my wallet out for?” “im paying.” “no your not.” “yes i am.” “just let me pay.” “yn shut up i’m paying.” “no your not.”

taki and maki looked at each other and the waiter as the table was filled with bickering between you and k. taki grabbed his wallet and took out his card, silently giving it to the waiter, who looked scared out of his mind.

“just go.” taki mouthed to the waiter as he walked away, harua came back from the bathroom, confused on why you and k were arguing.. again..

you and k finally stopped bickering, looking at taki and maki, who had the most disappointed looks plastered on their faces. harua didn’t know what was going on, so he just sat there confused. “where did the waiter go?”

“here you guys go! have a fantastic day?” the waiter quickly said, giving taki his card back and walking away. you and k were shocked to say the least. “taki did you—“ “yes i did! because two very grown adults wouldn’t stop arguing over who’s paying!” taki sarcastically said as maki stifled a laugh.

“oh.” you said, slowly putting your card back in your wallet. k scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. “at this point you guys are my parents.” maki jokingly said as harua agreed, “not even- they are like a old married couple.” harua said as maki and taki laughed.

your face had been hot as k put his head down in embarrassment. how could you and k, two grown adults start acting like children and then get humbled by taki?

eventually you all had left that restaurant (that you will probably never return back to) as the younger ones returned to their respective rooms, you were about to leave before k stopped you. “yn.” “yeah?” “you talk too much.” you rolled your eyes at that comment.

“shut up k.” “im just messing with you yn, you do understand that.. i never hated you, right?” k asked you, his hands in his windbreaker’s pockets. “i mean yeah.. i never hated you either k, you just started taunting me so i did it back to you.” you responded.

“i guess that’s my fault, to be honest i don’t want to be like this forever, i genuinely want to get to be close with you without arguing all the time.” k admitted. you looked at him, trying to see if he was lying, but there was no lying coming from his aura, he genuinely meant what he said.

“same.” you two were in complete silence for a couple of seconds before k spoke up. “how about this- i’ll take you out and we can start growing together, you know?” you choked on your saliva.

“like a date?“ “if you wanna call it that, then yeah, like a date.”

who would’ve known you’d start going out with the same guy you’d argue with about everything.

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winteringdream · 1 year

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— destiny

you don't know exactly when you started liking maki. he had been your classmate for so long, yet you didn't even notice him until now.

as long as you can remember he has been holding the doors open just a little longer when you were walking besides him. he made you laugh at p.e. class when you had to play basketball against him, and he chuckled when you apologised for accidentally hitting him.

everytime you looked at his direction he was coincidentally looking at you too, and sometimes you could feel his stare when you were listening to the teacher.

none of that had done anything to you, it wasn't that significant until now.

suddenly, a switch had flipped inside of you and you find yourself happy that he holds the door open just a little longer when you are walking behind him.

his eyes follow you when you're near him, like you're someone important to him amongst the crowd of people. how could you not fall in love when he had been trying to get you to like him for 3 years now?

it was like fate had finally decided to put the two of you together when your math teacher decided that the class needed a seating plan.

at first, no one was happy. the only reason for the sudden plan was because your teacher couldn’t bare the chaos of having the class choose their own seats.

you walk into the classroom, gloomy, and your friends feel the same way. what were all of you supposed to do in math class without each other?

the teacher points out to the paper in front of him, the layout of the class printed on it, and names handwritten by himself.

your fingers trace the paper, searching for your name. fortunately, you’re somewhere in the back, so it wasn’t as bad as you had anticipated.

maki, who was standing next to you, looks up at you. you only realise why he’s looking when you see his name on the seat next to you.

you smile at him, hoping he couldn’t hear your heart beating so loudly. maki had known it all this time, that one day he would get the chance to get to know you.

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mosaickiwi · 2 months

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14DWY As a Drama AU

Hey remember when I said I’d post this in February oopsies!! (don’t ask me about demon!ren i will cry)

Open at your own risk this thing is LONG. Tried to give everyone at least a little something! upon putting this in my drafts i realized olivia exists i'll add her at some point uhhh. Also you can tell how much I love Elanor... hehe

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

The cult classic romantic thriller, 14 Days With You, is now a drama! Coming to all your favorite streaming platforms this summer. A whirlwind romance gone right and wrong that you DON’T want to miss.

Cast List

[REDACTED]

🖤 Quiet kid that used the after school theater program to delay returning home. Never wanted to perform, but loved doing costumes, make up, and correcting others (in his mind) on how to portray their roles.

🖤 Spent a little extra time perfecting the costumes of a certain someone who didn't even know they existed. He always traded house chores with his sister so she'd sit in the audience to solely film Tree #2's performance.

🖤 Was an apprentice special effects makeup artist after graduation at first, particularly for horror films, but it didn't exactly pay the bills when they left home.

🖤 Easily rose to the top in their acting career due to his dedication for crafting characters to perfection.

🖤 Dolly Parton/Lady Gaga-esque in their separation of work and life—completely unrecognizable in their regular civilian attire. Paparazzi have never gotten a picture of them in all their years trying.

🖤 Has zero issues getting into character, but does "method acting" on occasion to make sure people leave them alone on set. And also to fuck with directors and producers they don't like. Notoriously difficult to work with because of it + their overall attitude towards others, still gets hired somehow.

🖤 Got offered the role as the main love interest in 14DWY without an audition, thanks to a previous manipulative pink haired character he played in a film that ended up never being released. (2017 Ren because it's funny)

Angel (you!)

💜 Participated in the same after school theater program as [REDACTED] and Leon for a few semesters before you got bored of it. Curiosity for acting resurfaced later in life.

💜 Newbie actor at the recently formed talent agency of your friend. Only starred as non-speaking roles or background characters in small productions until the drama. You moved back to Corland Bay after uni for the better industry prospects.

💜 You initially auditioned for a very small role in the drama as an employee in a seaside shop at first, but somehow you wound up as the lead? (un)lucky you.

💜 Feel free to fill in the blank for any whys and hows you think of to fit your OC/self/sona as you so please <3

Elanor

💖 Normally an actress and casting director, first time as an executive producer for the drama. Dreams of bringing her own romantic screenplays to life. Hasn't quite proven herself the way she wants in the industry to feel confident enough in them.

💖 Catalyst for the drama being made. A "friend" mistakenly recommended the 14DWY book to her. She absolutely loathes all the psychological horror of it but sees the potential it has.

💖 Also the reason [REDACTED] was immediately cast, and you as well once she saw your chemistry with him while reading for a minor role. He hadn't shown a fraction of as much interest when reading lines with other potential candidates, so she decided to take the risk of an untested talent as the headliner.

💖 Refuses to use her family's name to get her stuff made. She wants her works to speak for themselves. Very picky about who she works with due to her family having hands in most of Corland's entertainment industry so she hardly gets a genuine interaction beyond ass-kissing.

💖 Always partial to working with Conan's small studio since he was the only director to give her any sort of criticism in spite of her family, as gentle and polite as it was. She still cried a little in the dressing room though.

💖 Genuine confusion when Conan wants her to act as both a producer and assist with direction. She only intended to bring it to his interest. But how could she say no to someone whose judgment and opinion she respects so much?

Conan

💖 Runs and owns a small scale studio in the Bay that seems to pick and choose its productions at random. It is in fact Alice sneaking into her dad's home office and putting scented stickers on the ones she likes. (She only reads the titles)

💖 Extremely proud of Elanor for getting so far on her own, and would take on one of her dozens of scripts no questions asked if she'd only work up the courage to show him one. So imagine his surprise when she comes to him with a romantic horror instead of one of the fairy tale romances he sees her scribbling notes on during breaks.

💖 While he’s the one with the final say, he does try to let Elanor have as much free reign as possible on the project in the hopes to boost her confidence.

Kiara

💖 A super-star actress and model that got her start in Corland’s local industry, but quickly hit it big.

💖 When she isn’t drowning in work, she’ll swing through town to check in on her sister.

💖 Desperately wants to star in one of Elanor’s productions, but respects her sister’s desire for independence. Though she does like to tease about certain casting decisions on the drama when made aware of them.

the rest of the cast are unfortunately very silly i couldn't resist

Moth

💖 Started a talent agency out of spite for the terrible castings in their favorite media. Got further invested upon realizing they could read the scripts before the movies or show adaptations were even announced.

💖 The one who pushed you to audition for a minor role in the production once the rumor about who was cast as the main love interest reaches them. They've heard all the horror stories about [REDACTED] so wanted the inside scoop. Horrified and fascinated to find out you get the lead role. It’s like watching a train wreck.

Leon

💖 Joined the theater program initially because of you, but got really into it. Moved away to attend a performing arts school until his mother got sick.

💖 Took every wacky infomercial or street performance gig he could find to pay the hospital bills until Teo found out and swooped in.

💖 Eternally grateful for the burden of financial ruin being relieved, so he always accepts the jobs Teo gets for him. He definitely won’t complain since he’s not dressed in an animal costume and shouting nonsensical slogans for cleaning products.

Teo

💖 Met Leon through a shared production and quickly bonded. Attended a different performing arts school and met Jae as a child.

💖 Almost the exact opposite of his game character purely for the funnies. Shy, introverted, can’t flirt to save his life. Still a nepo baby but he can hold his own in acting. Doesn’t like his character much, but is extremely jealous of the confidence he oozes.

💖 Leon and Jae are his only friends in the industry so he uses his sway to get them parts if they haven't already gotten a call back. Gets REALLY nervous on set for certain roles so he needs their support.

Jae

💖 Attended the same school as Teo when they were kids, and is constantly pitching intentionally bad ideas and joking on set to reassure his friend.

💖 A little bit of a thrill seeker, so does all his own small stunts if he thinks he’s capable. Stands there and gawks watching the more extreme stunts, loudest to clap when they go well.

💖 Kept bringing Maple to the shoots cause how could he even think about leaving her at home? She would occasionally break her leash and wander into a scene for head scratches and kisses. The film crew always booed when a PA came to take her off set.

Violet

💖 Completely terrible at caring for plants. Inspired by her role, she starts vlogging about her plant mom journey before shooting even begins. All her advice is completely wrong and terrible. Her personal assistant keeps her in the dark by tending to the plants themselves to fix her mistakes.

💖 Finds out she has a talent for flower arrangement, though. Does thank you vases for the cast and crew on all her future productions that last a lifetime because her PA made sure all the flowers were fake.

Exposition

(silly on set shenanigans)

🎬 Scenes get retaken quite a bit, since you’re still extremely new to it all. Most of the cast and crew expect anger out of [REDACTED] after the 4th call for a re-shoot on the first day’s library scene, but he’s surprisingly cracking jokes about his dye job and reassuring you that you’re doing great. The infamously ill-tempered actor is smiling somehow… even being patient? Not glaring down his co-star for minor slip ups? They cannot recognize this person.

🎬 Violet and [REDACTED] naturally butt heads on set. She respects their acting, not the actor. Zero hesitation to snap back if he’s getting snarky with a PA. You’re the one people have to beg to separate them, and you’re completely baffled that [REDACTED] doesn’t treat others as nicely as he treats you.

🎬 Even though Elanor is a nervous wreck about the first real thing to ultimately make or break her career, she’s scarily efficient on set—as long as no one distracts her. She does get sidetracked once in a while, only because she loves chatting and answering any questions the cast or crew might have. She even brings one of her own cats to set during a slower day to see if they can get along with Maple. Leaves Conan in charge when the horror scenes are being shot. They’re both put off by how vivid they feel, but Conan at least can grin and bear it.

🎬 You and Leon manage to catch up on set while [REDACTED] is otherwise occupied shooting said horror scenes. You tease him about a few infomercials you saw when looking up his actor reel, and Leon teases you back about your unlucky streak of being a tree or a rock in every play the theater program put on when y’all were younger. Laughs even harder once he finds out your most prominent roles until then were “unnamed zombie #5 at the bottom of the pile” and “sleeping train passenger.”

🎬 Try as he might, [REDACTED] doesn’t convince Elanor to change up a few crucial parts of the script for his benefit. His offhand threats of leaving the production fall on deaf ears, as she is all too happy to do re-shoots to make Teo the lead. His innocent hints to you about the shoddy script fly over your head for some reason! You love how it's turning out, what does he mean?

🎬 Super shy Teo prefaces and warns his co-stars before acting in every scene of his character being excessively flirty. Most of the actors have worked with him at some point or another beforehand, so they let him go through his routine without issue. Some crew members love the whiplash of him switching between overly courteous and smarmy, others vastly prefer the flirty character and mourn the loss as production comes to a close.

The Build Up

📺 The higher ups pressure Violet to start a short-lived streaming career to boost interest, since she’s hopeless with plants. She amasses a cult following for her MMO reviews, blind raids on new patches, and her wild ride of a Minecraft playthrough. In the end she winds up preferring to play games off stream, but once in a blue moon she’ll do a first time raid stream so her more dedicated fans can join and watch her alliance get wiped. Creative trolling is highly encouraged.

📺 Teo, Jae, and Leon appear on a late night TV show for promotion. It was meant to be for Teo and [REDACTED] at first. (Where’s the leading lover? [REDACTED] refused all promo appearances or sit downs without you being involved in them.) The host plays a clip that Teo’s particularly embarrassed about, and he hides his face in shame when the crowd hoots and hollers praise about his portrayal.

📺 [REDACTED] comes across as doting and overprotective of you once you’re pushed into the spotlight of celebrity, and shows increasingly concerning behaviors as the premiere looms closer. Depending on your response, they’ll back off to a point or dial it up. Interviewers and consumers mistake it as the eccentric actor’s “method acting” so the red flags just slide right past.

📺 Elanor and Conan guest star in a podcast for off-the-cuff romance enthusiasts. Their strangely cagey and joking comments like “there were so many retakes we couldn’t keep track of what was meant to be the actors messing around or part of the final cuts,” and “we’ve actually sent all the reviewers 1 of 14 versions with completely different endings,” leave listeners all the more curious to see the film.

The Climax

🎉 Reception is huge, in good ways for most. The majority of the cast see a surge in popularity if they didn’t already from the hype.

🎉 Teo bemoans his endless offerings for sarcastic pretty boy jobs, Leon makes enough to get picky about his roles (and pay Teo back), Jae somehow cons a studio into an action film starring Maple—and subsequently adopts every single one of her stunt doubles.

🎉 Moth throws the agency away to start adapting anime and manga themselves. Elanor finally feels validated enough to bring one of her romantic screenplays to the big screen, starring her sister Kiara and a very enthusiastic Violet as the leading couple.

🎉 Conan’s studio is overloaded with scripts, and Alice runs out of scented stickers that much quicker. They are severely backlogged send help.

🎉 One determined conspiracy theorist sets out to prove those missing 13 versions of the ending are real, based on minor cuts and inconsistencies purposefully left in the public release.

The End, Roll Credits

choose your own ending

Bad End 💔 - A Falling Star

💔 If you respond negatively to [REDACTED]’s demeanor during shoots and promo: he plays the waiting game, uses his connections and blackmail to make sure all your roles without his name attached don’t garner nearly as much attention as the ones where you’re co-stars.

💔 Your negotiating power quickly plummets as you fall out of demand and end up begging just for the non-speaking roles you once loathed.

💔 The careers of anyone you got close to on set fall apart much faster than yours, before they’re outright blacklisted in the industry.

💔 You begrudgingly call up your last option. He can’t do much for your friends, but their offer to help you make a comeback is always open.

Neutral End 💌 - Just One More Try

💌 If you respond indifferently to [REDACTED]’s demeanor: the drama leads to you getting more offers, though a handful are for playing opposite of [REDACTED], as the on-screen chemistry was too much for studios to ignore for cash grabs.

💌 Elanor has rid herself of the drama’s subsequent rights, despite positive reception, so a sequel sprouts up in the works at a different studio. One that doesn’t mind catering to the whims of their actors when it comes to script integrity.

💌 You arrive on the set to find that not just one, but all of your cast mates except for them were written to have much smaller parts in the sequel. In fact, you rarely find a scene in the revised script where [REDACTED] isn’t alongside you.

💌 Sadly the contract is air tight, just put up with it until it’s over… What’s this clause about further sequels?

Good End 💍 - Off Into the Sunset

💍 If you respond positively to [REDACTED]’s demeanor: you’ll sadly announce at the post premiere press conference that acting was a one-and-done adventure for you. Retired effective immediately, no farewell interviews.

💍 You’re spotted around town for a few weeks in a mask with a tall, darkly dressed companion at your side before you disappear from the public eye and Corland Bay all together.

💍 A few of your friends at least have an idea of where you are, and they meet up with you whenever you're in a nearby city. None of them can recognize the man glued to your side, though. Not that he'd say anything to clue them in.

💍 After months of near inactivity, [REDACTED] mysteriously deletes their socials without a word, sparking confusion and outrage among hardcore fans still desperately hoping for a sequel.

#14 days with you #14dwy #14dwy au #momo writing #wow look i posted not requested stuff #and it's NOT only emo boy??? wild #<- i am capable of this sometimes #wrote it in like 2 days back in november from brainrot ngl #and now it's here so it can stop haunting me!!!#i do wanna write little drabbles (mostly about angel's audition) but who knows if that'll happen #if u see issues bc of having to remove discord formatting no u didn't #AND if u saw this on discord b4 no u didn't #i wanna add river once he's in da game cause i have many ideas

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svnoohe4rts · 1 year

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7:24 pm

↳ pairing: nicholas x gn!reader

↳ word count: 0,7k

↳ a/n: aaa thank u to the lovely anon who requested this !! i’ve been in my nicho soft hours lately so i loved writing this </3 also , this one is for my beloved @end-hyphen ! i felt like u could use some nicho fluff rn <3

↳ warnings: none ! just pure fluff :’)

‘’i can’t even feel my fingers,’’

‘’don’t you dare complain, you were the one who insisted on walking me home and not taking the bus.’’

nicholas just rolled his eyes in response to your remark, shoving his hand further down his pocket in an attempt to somewhat warm up his now frigid, bright red hands while interlocking his other one with yours.

of course he insisted on walking you home, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t?

even though your boyfriend was clearly suffering, the tip of his nose bright red and his whole body shivering, you couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the sight in front of you. nicholas, however, just couldn’t appreciate the warm chuckle leaving your throat, the laugh he usually loved oh so dearly; not right now, not when he felt like he was on the verge of hypothermia.

‘’why are you laughing?’’ he let out, his eyes scanning your face as you tried fighting back a smile. ‘’you’re cute when you look like that.’’ your smug comment caused him to frown, fighting back the urge to roll his eyes once again. ‘’look like what?’’

‘’you know, with your nose all red,’’

nicholas eyes widened at your comment, his eyes landing on your lips; a small smile forming on your plump lips as you looked at the now clearly flustered boy in front of you.

there weren’t a lot of things in this world that made nicholas flustered, but you were certainly one of the few things that did. and he loved hated it.

noticing the small smirk forming on your lips, he shook his head; a small smirk forming on his own. ‘’oh, yeah?’’ he let out, his hand slipping out of his pocket; causing you to eagerly nod, enjoying the sight of your flustered boyfriend a little too much.

‘’shouldn’t have said that,’’

before you could even process the words that had just left your boyfriend's lips, you suddenly felt him place both of his hands on your waist; a loud gasp emerging from the back of your throat as you felt him pull you into his chest before spinning both of you around.

almost losing your balance, you grabbed onto the collar of his coat, the snow that had fallen just a few minutes prior melting against your touch; a mix of giggles and small shrieks trailing off your lips as you tried stabilizing yourself. ‘’nicholas!’’ you exclaimed, grabbing onto his coat even harder - trying to prevent yourself from falling over.

a chuckle left nicholas lips, ‘’what was that? you’re sorry for calling me cute? no? what a shame,’’

another small shriek left your lips as you almost fell over, feeling dizzy from the boy twirling you around, pushing your body closer to his. ‘’alright, i’m sorry! i’m sorry for calling you cute!’’ you exclaimed, pressing your cheek against the fabric of his coat as you squeezed your eyes shut.

feeling satisfied with your apology, another chuckle trailed off nicholas lips as he placed one of his hands on the back of your head, pulling you into a proper hug; without spinning you around this time, that being said. ‘’that’s more like it.’’ he let out, slightly pulling away; your eyes meeting his. ‘’you’re such a jerk.’’ you muttered, a small smile accompanying your words as you spoke.

nicholas just simply cocked an eyebrow at you, ‘’ouch, i took you out for dinner, and that’s how you thank me?’’ he joked, his hands finding their way towards your waist once again. you hummed in response, nodding your head; your hands now resting around the nape of his neck. ‘’that’s what you get for being stupid and not bringing warmer clothes with you when you knew it was going to be cold,’’

rolling his eyes, nicholas was about to protest; before suddenly feeling you press a soft kiss against the tip of his nose.

‘’but i guess that’s okay, you do look cute with your nose all red after all.’’ you whispered, a small smirk forming on your lips before pulling away from the shocked boys’ grasp, small giggles trailing off your lips before you continued walking; leaving the boy with his lips parted in surprise.

‘’what? get back here right now!’’

maybe you were right, maybe he should’ve worn warmer clothes that night; but if it meant that he got to hear you call him cute, he didn’t mind getting frostbite and losing a finger or two.

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strangerqueerthings · 10 months

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Meeting the new "King."

He didn’t like parties. Not the kind that came to mind when someone mentioned “high school parties,” anyway.

His idea of a good party was a small group of friends deep in the woods or overlooking the quarry at night, shooting the shit around a bonfire, music playing from the speakers of an open car door or a portable boombox, with a cooler full of beers and Mountain Dew, a few pizzas, bags of chips, and a few well rolled joints.

Good, close, safe company. Like-minded friends, with shared interests and compatibility based on trust.

A party with music so loud that it’s impossible to hear, mixed with the equally loud shouts of people fighting to be heard over it, in rooms packed with dancing bodies, couples doing everything but fucking in corners, and meat heads over-estimating their alcohol tolerance and yakking all over the floor- or in the bushes outside if they make it that far- was not his idea of a good time.

Eddie Munson was rarely, if ever invited to these kinds of parties- and even if he was, it’s not because anyone wants him there.

When Tina approached him between classes- after everyone had vacated the hallway, because she couldn’t be seen actually socializing with him- and handed him the flier, it wasn’t because she wanted him there. She wanted him to bring his product.

“Think you have enough for most of the senior and junior class?” she asked, only half-way joking.

He studied her for a moment, considering his options. He hated parties, he really did. He could say no, that Rick was in jail and as his main supplier, he simply didn’t have that kind of stock. He didn’t want to go, but the prospect of that many sales was too much to pass up.

He was so close to getting the last hundred bucks for that gorgeous guitar he’d seen in Chicago, and sales of that level would not only get him that last hundred, but enough for the gas to Chicago and back- and even some leftover for new picks, maybe, if he was lucky, even enough for a new amp.

The shopkeep told him he could only hold the guitar for him for so long, and Eddie was pushing that deadline to the very edge.

The truth was, he did have the stock- Rick had shown him where he grew the stuff, told him how to care for it. The cops hadn’t found it, and now the crop was his. At least until Rick got back.

So he’d told Tina he’d be there, but because it was late notice, his prices would be higher. Tina had reassured him she’d let interested parties know, and told him what time to be there, and where to “set up shop.”

So here he was, in the back yard, just on the edge of the light and dark from the back porch’s flood lamp, exchanging bud for bucks, grateful he was outside where it was nice and cool, and not nearly as loud and overwhelming.

He was vibrating with nerves and excitement. Nerves, because he’d seen Jason Carver, Tommy Hagan, and Steve Harrington- and he never could trust if they’d rat him out or not. Excitement, because he had sold over half the product he’d brought, and his pockets were full of cash.

He’d made close to two hundred bucks tonight, and he wasn’t sold out yet. That guitar was as good as his- he just had to finish selling and get the fuck out of dodge.

“Hey Freak.”

Eddie’s heart sank. He knew that voice. Hagan. Bully. Hot-head, obsessed with his girlfriend, and butt-buddy to Harrington, who was right beside him, approaching with Hagan. Great. Harrington. Goody two-shoes who lived in Loch Nora in a fucking brownstone with a heated pool, drove a BMW and wore designer clothes with his perfect hair.

Eddie had heard what Harrington did to Jonathan, and he wasn’t keen on letting him know what mattered to him, or what his hobbies were, lest the jock decide to do something similar to him.

“Tina invited me to sell, so don’t start shit, Hagan,” Eddie warned. “I’m staying out of sight, so I’m not tainting your precious party.”

Hagan gave him a shove to the chest, lifting his brows when Eddie kept his feet planted and didn’t budge. When Eddie knew he had every right to stand his ground, he did, and wouldn’t move- and he knew he had every right to be there in the capacity he had been invited for.

“Still peddling for Rick?” Hagan sneered. “Is it that garbage he sells for stupid high prices?”

“If you’re trying to get a sample, it isn’t gonna work, Hagan,” Eddie shot back. “You can pay like everyone else- it’s fifteen bucks per quarter ounce, cash only, no receipts, or fuck off.”

Harrington rolled his eyes as Hagan stepped closer.

“Tommy, it isn’t worth it, just leave him alone.”

Ignoring him, Hagan stepped closer, almost chest to chest with Eddie- who refused to back down.

“How about you give me enough for a joint, and I don’t call the cops on you, you little shit.”

“Yeah, call the cops on an entire house of folks drinking underage, ruin the party, make Tina mad at you, and end up in the doghouse with Carol. Don’t be fuckin’ stupid, man,” Harrington said, shaking his head. “If you want some that bad, pay the dude.”

“Level headed intelligence from you, Harrington?” Eddie asked, unable to stop himself- even if his tone was tinged with gratitude.

“Don’t push it, Munson,” Harrington shot back.

“Make way for the KING!” roared a very drunk voice, and Harrington immediately walked away as a shirtless guy in a kilt- whose name escaped Eddie- approached.

Hagan grinned wolfishly.

“Have fun dealing with the new King of Hawkins High, Freak. He probably won’t be as gentle and understanding as I am- not someone who does nearly a full minute keg stand.”

He followed Harrington back into the house, and Eddie turned his attention to the guy approaching him- the guy in the kilt had sat down hard on the stairs, too drunk to keep going.

Eddie felt his mouth go dry.

The new “King of Hawkins High” was probably the prettiest boy he’d ever seen in his life.

Golden skin and flaxen hair, sharp blue eyes and a chest and abs left bare under a black leather jacket, with his jeans practically painted onto his sculpted thighs, he looked like a gilded Rob Lowe, or a fairer, tanned Richard Marx.

A modern day Adonis, and Eddie felt his knees tremble a little before he remembered to lock them.

“So you’re the guy who has the good shit. Eddie Munson, right?” the gorgeous boy drawled, white teeth flashing brilliantly in his golden face, his grin wide, dangerous and gorgeous in equal measure with a Marlboro dangling carelessly from the corner of his mouth.

Eddie swallowed, hoping his throat didn’t give him away as he nodded.

“Yeah. Grow it, dry it, cure it, and sell it myself.”

“Folks say your supplier is some guy called Reefer Rick,” the boy said.

“He was. He’s in jail. I’m tending his shit until he’s out,” Eddie replied.

The boy nodded, his face serious.

“I get it. Gotta fill the void, make a buck, skip the middle man. Good business, if a bit risky.”

“You buying, or looking to invest?” Eddie joked, and his heart skipped a beat when the other boy laughed. It was like the pealing of a bell during a rolling clap of thunder.

“Invest? No, no, too much time involved. I don’t plan on staying in this shithole after I graduate- I’m just wanting to buy and enjoy a buzz to distract me from the misery that is being in a podunk like this pit.”

His blue eyes glittered, staring directly into Eddie’s like a wary, hungry wolf’s, and he felt pinned under that predatory gaze.

“So. What’s your rate?” he asked casually, flicking the butt of his cigarette with his tongue to move it from one side of his mouth to the other.

“Fifteen per quarter ounce,” Eddie replied, and the other boy pursed his lips, the cigarette flicking upwards as he reached into the impossibly tight back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his wallet. He rummaged through it, frowning.

“All I’ve got is a twenty. Got change… or willing to do a special for a new customer?”

Eddie wanted to tell him he could have half an ounce for free if he’d tell him his name, but he swallowed his stupid star-struck feelings that would have him driven out of the state.

He put on a show of considering, frowning, putting a hand to his chin and rubbing at his lower lip with his index finger for a few moments before dropping it with a shrug.

“You’re new…. And I believe in good first impressions… so I can be generous,” he finally said, shrugging his bookbag off and opening it. He rummaged through his stock and pulled out a pre-packed and weighed bag containing half an ounce of weed.

“Twenty for half an ounce- but if anyone asks, you paid thirty for it. Can’t have anyone coming back for refunds,” he said, holding it out.

“Thanks,” the boy said, taking the bag and placing the twenty in his palm.

“Good doing business,” Eddie said, shoving the twenty into his pocket. “Just uh… go easy with that batch- that particular bag is pretty heavy. Don’t smoke any unless you don’t plan on going anywhere for a while.”

The boy grinned again.

“Just what I need- especially since there’s nowhere to go in this shithole.”

He put the back in the pocket of his leather jacket, and before Eddie could lower his hand, he grabbed it, shaking it. His grip was warm, firm, the tendons of his hands feeling like whipcord under the calloused skin.

“Name’s Billy Hargrove,” he drawled. “And I will likely see you again.”

Eddie sure as hell hoped he would.

He was no longer regretting coming to this party.

#mungrove #billy hargrove #eddie munson #sqt drabble #this is actually my audition to play Eddie in an RP server #but I'm hella proud of it so I'm posting it here

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heart4gyu · 1 year

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friends date || nicholas x reader

note: just a little something i thought of to get me started ^_^ hope y’all like it and suggestions would be rlyy appreciated ! also should i continue this ? pt.2!!

you really never did understand why your friends would tease you two so often, "love birds," they'd say when they found you together. and it always upset you because you didn't want him to feel uncomfortable around you. your relationship was perfect, you'd never met someone more compatible with you and he was your best friend in the whole world... you wouldn't change that for anything.

you had known him since elementary school, he transferred to your school in the middle of grade 2. he was a quiet kid who always kept to himself, he’d never really tried that hard to make any friends either. but you had always noticed how he loved recess, he would beam at just the mention of it. yet when the time came he never ran around screaming like the other kids, instead he liked the old torn up tire swing sitting at the far end of the playground. he wouldn’t even swing on it just lay there and look up at the branches or stare up at his hands that traced things in the air. guess you could say you had always been a people watcher and something about him just caught your attention from the start. “hey what’s your name?” you said abruptly and he sat up on the swing, startled by your sudden appearance. “why are you always alone? and why are you always staring at the tree? what’s up there?” you continued, looking up into the tree as he listened to you go on. “i’m nicholas… and the tree is my friend,” he answered after a while. “the tree can’t be your friend… you should really make some people friends,” you said and he glared at you for a second when suddenly he had an idea. “fine then,” he said jumping off the swing and taking his place right beside you, still staring. “what are you doing?” you asked, backing away. “i’m making a friend,” he replied, a smug little look on his face. and ever since that day he’d follow you around everywhere, around the playground, the classroom, the library, the cafeteria. at first you hated it, and you’d whine to your teacher every day, “teacher, nicholas won’t leave me aloneeee,” you’d say. and she’d separate the two of you, only for him to be right by your side again during the next activity. after a while you got used to it, i mean he wasn’t all bad, he’d bring you snacks and show you interesting books. eventually he’d let you lay on the tire swing next to him and he’d tell you stories about all the people the tree had met. he had a vivid imagination and that was one of your favorite things about him.

the years went by and the two of you only got closer, you knew each other like the back of your own hand. as you became teens and all the other kids spoke about boyfriends and girlfriends, the two of you didn’t change at all. you didn’t feel the need for all that stuff plus you had each other and that was enough. but your friends could never quite let go of the fact that you were basically a couple, yet you couldn’t even fathom it. nicholas, your best friend, and you, a couple? no, no it would never work. all throughout high school you’d always let the teasing slide. by the time you graduated and made it into college, you couldn’t help but wonder what a relationship would be like, what falling in love was like. but no, that wouldn’t work because then you’d have to make time for two important people in your life: nicholas and your significant other. you simply wouldn’t be able to choose between them, still the thoughts of holding someone’s hand and having your first kiss always lingered in the back of your mind…

it wasn’t until your own mom pointed it out that you really noticed it. “mom,” you called out from the kitchen, “i’m leaving in a bit.” “aww, you going on another date?” she said as she walked in, making her way over to the sink. “what? mom, no, i’m just going to hang out with nicholas,” you replied, shaking your head while still looking down at your phone. “you know, it’s called a date when you ‘hang out’ with your boyfriend,” she said, as she dried her hands and turned around to face you. you looked up at her with a puzzled look on your face and she looked just as confused as you. “mom… nicholas isn’t my boyfriend…” you finally replied, and she was shocked. “what do you mean he’s not your boyfriend?!” she said, mouth agape. “he’s my best friend, mother, we’ve known each other since elementary school, how did you not know?!” you asked, just completely taken aback that your own mom would think that. “well i don’t know, you two sure do act like a couple… why not just make him your boyfriend already,” she stated, like if it was the most obvious thing to do. “mom!? i don’t-” you started but were interrupted by a knock at the door. “he’s here” you said grabbing your bag from the counter, “listen i don’t like him like that, so don’t mention a word of this again… like ever.” you opened the door and there he was, he tried to come in and talk to your mom but you were already pushing him out. “bye mom, see you later,” you said as you closed the door, not looking back to see the adoring look your mom had on her face.

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raenis22 · 1 year

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What Kind Of Boyfriend Are They

Maknae Line

Harua

-A calm boyfriend to me

-Loves tidiness and nature

-So no surprise when he loves to bring you to a field

-To be close with nature ofcs

-Cute boyfieee but don't want to admit it

-Idk why but he will sometimes poke you cheeks tho

-His calmness makes him more rational in making decisions

-Mature boy to me😭

-Knows to comfort you for sure

-"So how we will going to find exit here... It is getting darker"

-"Calm down, YN-chan. I'm sure we can get out of this forest, we just need to our steps back"

Taki

-Joyful yet hyper type of boyfriend

-He is your sunshine

-Cracks jokes to make you laugh

-Goofy yet fun boyfriend to have

-Takoyaki dates HAHAHAHAH

-Loves to buy you some gifts whenever he goes on a trip

-Childish side with you only

-Especially if you older than him

-So satisfying when cuddle with him

-Even though he is a cheerful guy, don't underestimate him. Ever.

-Easily get jealous but still try to stay cool

-"Are you jealous?"

-"Nope, not even a bit"

-all men do is lies

Maki

-Another sweet yet caring boyfriend

-Teachs you how to sing

-Cover songs together 😚

-Him singing is one of your comfort

-You obsessed with his dimple

-Daily selfies indeed!

-Watchs his favourite anime with you ofcs

-Energetic asf

-Always knows to make you smile even in you bad mood

-"Love, you need to smile cuz you are my sunshine, I don't want to see my sun with some dark clouds"

-Protect this baby

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kismets-barista · 1 year

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Gladstone sighed as he leaned against the railing of his brand-new yacht, peering out at the city blanketed in velvety swaths of dark clouds and blinking lights of the buildings. For the first time in... well, he couldn't recall, he was finally out of the city and back onto his plan for traveling the world like he'd originally planned.

The plane ticket that had stayed in the pocket of his jacket was dated back seven years, but Gladstone decided he wouldn't think of that. It made his stomach hurt, and he was Gladstone Gander! He didn't have stomach aches, or bad luck. Only good things came his way. Like buying a cruise, for twenty dollars! And perfect curls that always did what he wanted them to, and an immaculate singing voice. Plus the charm he had, worked like no other. All in all? Gladstone Gander was a lucky guy. He didn't have room in his life for stuff like casinos with an ever-revolving exit door that he never could find or scars or sleepless nights.

He ran a hand through his curls and took a deep breath of the midnight, salty air. Dark water lapped against the side of the boat and for a split second, Gladstone wondered how the thing that looked like it was made of solid gold was even floating.

"Eh. Luck of the Gander, I guess," he shrugged and grinned out back at the city. "Well, sayonara, Macaw! This lucky goose's cards have been dealt and he's off the table!"

Gladstone lifted up a cup of water with a trembling hand in a toast and laughed before taking a sip and sat it back down.

'Goodnight, Macaw,' he mentally shouted, 'and may we never cross paths again!'

#gladstone gander #houseoftheluckygander #writer #drabble thing #character audition I wanted to shareee #ducktales2017 #liuhai

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nichonichoniii · 1 year

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Your love is actually water ㅡ Jo

WARNING! SCENES OF VIOLENCE!

P.S: Hahaha I'm sorry about that, but I really wanted to write something cruel and heartbreaking

Sounds of breaking glass, screams, sounds of blows. These are all your ordinary days with your lover. You and Jo have been arguing 3-4 times a day for several months now.

At first it was a small fight. Since the guy became cold to you and paid little attention, but then in an instant everything changed. For the worse.

"Fuck! You've already fucked me up with your problems! Shut the fuck up! You don't understand!? I'M TIRED!" - every time you hear these words, you realize what a big mistake you made.

- Y/n! Fuck... Y/n bitch where are you!?

- Jo? You're fast today. What happened? Why are you talking about me like that!?

- Why I talking like that? Why I talking like that!? Are you even fucking asking?

- I... I don't understand the reason for your anger.

- You! You fucking always ask for attention, you always whine about problems, you always make life difficult, you put me in a frame! And you walk with others while I'm away, right!?!

- What!? Do you even hear yourself!? You want to say I'm cheating on you!?

- I don't want to say! I tell you right to your face!

This is the first time you've seen him so angry. He literally blushed with anger and there was a feeling that he was about to tear you to pieces.

Each time he came closer and closer to you, and you took miserable and small steps back, but your back met the wall. You pressed against the wall in fear, and Jo, clenching his jaw, grabbed you by the throat. It was the first time he raised his hand to you.

You tried to escape from his suffocation and reached out with your hand to the vase standing next to you. Reaching for the vase, you hit Jo with it

- Have you completely lost your fear? Who are you raising your hand to? Do you even know who's in front of you!? You...

Jo stopped screaming and just looked at you. You lay on the floor and greedily swallowed the air, and on your neck there were red spots from his hands. He looked at his hands, at you, and then back at his hands, taking steps back.

- Y/n... I...

- Shut up Jo...

- I... I just...

- Shut your fucking mouth, Jo! You've done enough! You opened my eyes! Thanks, Jo! Thanks a lot! This is all over. God... I'm such a fool and an idiot that I didn't do this before. After all, that's what it's all about...

- You're right. It should have been completed a long time ago ... Our relationship came to naught even when I stopped paying attention to you. I'm sorry...

- You know, Jo, your love is actually water... Just water... All your promises, all your words. Everything that was connected with us is just water ... Like water, they just flowed away. Feelings are gone too. Your feelings are gone and mine are broken

Exhausted, you, barely standing on your feet and staggering, left Jo alone among broken glass and silence. You left and didn't even pick up your things, didn't even change your clothes. Just left. And it was the right decision.

ㅡToto

#Spotify #&team x reader #&team ej #&team reactions #&team maki #&team scenarios #&team nicholas #&team #&audition #&team imagines #&team k #&team jo #&team fuma #&team fanfic #&team harua #&team yuma #&team taki #&team drabbles

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nichowrld · 2 years

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☆ taki being your best friend and boyfriend

navi !!

authors note — hii guys ^_^ idk what this is but it’s taki so enjoy it <3 i tried to go w the “acts like best friends but they are actually dating and nobody knows that” trope LMFAO also sorry for being inactive lately </3 tbh i’ve been having hardcore writers block plus also being busy with school so that’s been sucky lately 😕 i’ll try to be more active!

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winteringdream · 1 year

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──────── take my breath away ⋆｡˚

smiling was a manner you had learned from your parents. if someone was looking at you, you'd smile and look away. in the end, a smile never hurts anyone.

so when a boy at the bus stop was looking at you, you smiled. fuma was enchanted to say the least. how could someone so beautiful just smile at him and then look away?

it was his first semester at a new university. he had changed universities midway and was now trying to find out at which time the bus leaves to his dorm area.

he had seen you around, and decided to take the same bus you were going to take.

fuma hesitated, was he going to ask you which stop he would have to get off, or would he just follow you like some creep?

he hated it when someone saw him as a threat, so he decided to just ask.

"uhm, excuse me. where do i need to get off if i want to go to the dorms?"

“you need to get of at this stop, just follow me.” that same smile appears on your face. fuma’s eyes never leave your face, enchanted by your looks.

“are you new here?” you ask, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“yeah, this is my first time taking the bus to go to the dorms.” he tells you.

“you should take the bus more often, it’s very close to the dorms.” you tell him. “oh, this is our stop, let’s go.”

fuma felt like a puppy following his owner. he sheepishly follows you as you talk about what you do at school and how the semester is going.

“you’re really nice to talk to! want to take the bus with me more often?” you suggest when the two of you arrive at the dorm apartments.

fuma nods happily and he has to contain himself from smiling too brightly when you pull out your phone.

he types his phone number and saves it under his name.

“fu-ma” you read from your phone. fuma looks at his phone and sees a text message from you.

i’m y/n

you smile again and he smiles back. it’s like the two of you have known each other for years.

“well, i should get going. see you soon, fuma.”

he waves goodbye and watches you walk into the building, out of his sight. he exhales loudly, and holds his hand to his chest. how could a person impact him so much?

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kynrki · 1 year

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should i start writing for &team?? lemme know :)

#&team imagine #&team reactions #&team drabbles #&team #&audition #&team fuma #&team taki #&team harua #&team ej #&team yuma #&team k #&team jo #&team maki #&team nicholas

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svnoohe4rts · 2 years

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07:14 am

↳ pairing: nicholas x gn!reader

↳ word count: 0,4k

↳ a/n: i’m currently crying over nicholas and decided to write a lil drabble,, i need to get myself my own nicho </3

↳ warnings: none ! just pure fluff :’)

‘’come back to bed,’’

with his messy bangs covering his eyes, you couldn’t help but smile at the sight of your still half-asleep boyfriend. his eyes still fluttered close, the sheets tangled across his body as he reached towards your spot in the bed; only to find it empty. ‘’i have work today, remember?’’ you chuckled as you sat down at the edge of the bed, placing your hand on his warm cheek; your thumb gently stroking it.

a low groan left the boy's lips in annoyance, one of his hands wrapping around your wrist. ‘’can’t you just call in sick today?’’ he murmured as he pulled you towards him, a yelp leaving your lips as you ended up laying next to him. ‘’we both know i can’t do that.’’ you replied, his eyes fluttering open so he could look at you.

his eyebrows furrowed together as he wrapped one of his arms around your waist, making it clear that he was not willing to let you go as he pulled you against his warm chest. ‘’at least stay for another five minutes.’’ his eyes fluttered shut once again, pressing small kisses onto your forehead; a small giggle leaving your lips. ‘’i’m sorry baby, it’s already quarter past seven,’’ you mumbled against his chest, placing both your hands on his chest in an attempt to break free from his grip.

nicholas, however, had no plans of letting you get away so easily. he hummed in response, his grip around your waist tightening as you attempted to get away. at the end of the day, he was much stronger than you anyways. ‘’nicholas,’’ you let out, still attempting to break free. ‘’just five more minutes, i know you have five minutes to spare for me,’’ he mumbled, placing his head on top of yours.

a sigh escaped your lips as you accepted your defeat. nicholas loved his morning cuddles and there was nothing in this world that could stop him from getting his morning cuddles from you, even if it meant getting you in trouble at work because he made you late. ‘’five minutes, okay? no more than five minutes, i mean it,’’ you warned, causing a smile to form on his lips. ‘’you could never say no to me.’’

‘’i can still leave, you know?’’ your words made the boy chuckle as he pulled you even closer to him, pressing a soft kiss on top of your head. ‘’we both know you enjoy this just as much as i do.’’

your boyfriend was not wrong, you truly did love your cuddly mornings together; even though he made you late for work.

#&team #&audition #&audition boys #&audition the howling #&audition nicholas #&team nicholas #wang yixiang #nicholas x reader #&team imagine #&team imagines #&team drabble #&team drabbles #&audition imagine #&audition fic #&audition fanfiction #&audition reactions #&team reactions

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blossomgirls · 2 years

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𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧.

𝗩𝗜𝗩𝗜 - 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗔.

Birth Name – Vivi-Sophie Chun Erlbaum.

Birth Date – 27 | 09 | 2006.

Zodiac Sign – Libra.

Nationality – German-Korean.

Hometown – Frankfurt, Germany.

MBTI – INFJ.

Face Claim – Kang Hae-Rin.

𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔.

Stage Name – Vivi.

Positions – Sub-Vocalist, Lead Dancer, Visual, Face of The Group.

Representative Monster - Werecat.

Time Training – 31 | 11 | 2021 - 07/12/2022.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗦 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗩𝗜𝗩𝗜.

She has an older brother.

She likes rainy days.

Her parents own a vineyard.

She likes to play D&D, but don't have friends for that.

She likes romance movies with happy endings.

She likes to make friendship bracelets, and made one for each one of the members.

If she could be an animal, she would be an manatee.

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artscloudy · 2 years

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Ej: unexpectedly meeting ot4 and you like eachother

Gender: female Warnings: none

"I don't want to come to the mall!" you yell from your bed to your friends who have just invaded your room.

"We're not going to accept 'no' as an answer" one of the girls yells back at you "We've been planning this day for a week". She's true: the four of you had little to no time to spend with each others so you kept this day absolutely free to spend it together.

You slam your face in the pillow. At this point, it's not even like you don't want to go with them, it's just the fun of teasing them.

"Yo, you old potato stand up and get dressed already" the younger is always the most resoluted one and you're a bit scared of her. What is it they say? Maknae on top...

You mimic no with your head but of course you stand up and grab a top and a skirt.

The mall is enormous. You go around visiting all the clothes shops but then you get in front of the recording shop: "Pleaseeeee can we get inside?"

The others nod and you all go there. The first thing that catches your eyes is a shining The Weekend vinyl. So lovely. Then pop music and rock and classical... finally you find the kpop section: "Ah, here you are".

None of your friends is expecially interested in kpop, two of them listen to it, but no one loves it like you do. And therefore you are there alone, skipping through the cds wanting to buy all of them, "Dynamite" playing in the background.

You sing along Bts's songs notes but when Dynamite ends, the music changes and something very familiar comes up: "We're doing the impossible" you bounce a bit on the spot and start singing along with even more participation.

"Really a nice song, isn't it?" You istantly still and turn around to the male's voice behind you.

"Oh my god." Right in front of you (maybe a bit above your height hehe) there's Koga's face.

You put your hands on your mouth, wide-eyeing him.

"Hello, are you a fan?"

"Yesyesyes, I watched &Audition! And voted! And I-land as well!"

K laughs a bit without answering back but says something looking on the right: "Guys, come here for one moment" and motions to someone who's a bit far.

Adrenaline in your legs, you cannot stay still at all, shifting your weight from one foot to the other and turn around to see if someone's coming.

"Everything's okay?" Taki comes first and looks at K who indicates you. Taki smiles and puts his hands out fou you to shake. It's incredible how elegant he's become aftet I-land.

And then Nicholas arrives as well: "Nice to meet you" and gently grabs your hand to give a kiss on top of it. Your cheeks probably caught fire at some point.

And the last one, the one you were waiting for the most, is finally here as well. Ej looks at the others and then he shifts the focus to you. He smiles, his shy self coming out and he lowers his head a bit to greet you. He's not said a word in the meantime.

"Y/n here you are!" one of your friends comes out but you cannot even register who that is. She grabs your hand and then she notices you're talking to someone: "Oh, hi guys! Are they friends of yours, Y/n?"

K answers her, but at this point you're not registering what's happening around you anymore. They start talking and soon, you find yourself in front of the icecream bar.

Your head is in the clouds, you've said nothing with a concrete meaning yet but still, Ej remains next to you while all your friends from both groups are talking. This type of situations are always difficult for introverts like you two.

But the air's becoming heavy so you desperatly try to find a topic for discussion: "The weather's nice, isn't it?" kinda awkward.

"Yes, it's sunny and warm."

You nod while caress the folds of your skirt that are already flat. This topic was dry. Okay...

Then he adds something else, to break the ice as well and you do the same. Really soon, you're talking and naturally jumping from one topic to the next and laughing like old friends.

"Y/n, it's time to go" your friends tell you.

How can you properly greet Ej? While you're wondering, looking straight in front of you, Ej is quicker. He moves towards you and presses a small kiss on the side of your forehead. Your cheeks get inflamed and you stop on your track. He's going away and he waves his hand at you a little. You can easly notice that his cheeks are a bit colored as well.

Your friends apparently have nothing else to talk about other than you and "Wiju" but their focus moves to the othet boys as well, in turn. And back to you and Ej. You'd like to dissapear...

"And Y/n are you waiting for a message by him or you're messaging him first?"

That's when it hits you like a truck.

"You've not exchanged your numbers, did you?"

You fall back on your bed and let out confused mumbles.

"Hey, it doesn't matter! I'd bet my hair you're going to meet again somehow. You were attracted to each other like magnets!"

You stop and think about it. It's true. Deep down, you feel like you're going to meet him again. Or maybe it's just an immense hope that condensed into your heart and seems like a certainty. But you're hopeful.

You laugh a bit and tell your friend: "Maybe you're right, but do you know that if that's not true, you're getting an haircut?"

"... hope Koga likes short hair!"

Hope I made your heart flutter at least a bit keke <3

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