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blackrosesfanfic · 1 year

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Chapter 250

Next day

Amber

"Hello." I say after getting 5 phone calls from my father in the last 3 hours. "Is everything okay?"

"I heard that there had been a fire out in California."

I blow. "Stop watching the news. I'm not even in California."

"Doesn't Chris stay in Everlakes?"

"You made that up. No."

He blows. "Figured he would have been burned to death."

"Wow." I roll my eyes. "Okay, bye."

"Bye, baby. Glad you are safe."

I shake my head. "Chris is not that bad. You do too much."

"Speaking off Chris. He's planning something top secret for you. Hope it's not a damn proposal."

"Wow. You must have been sipping the grape juice at church. Bye, now."

He blows again. "Love you, sweetheart."

I toss my phone at the couch. He knows he should do better. That was fucking rude as shit. My dad never been so mean towards Chris. I don't know where it suddenly came from. He must have some ancient stone age technique for predicting the future. Too bad Chris already asked me to marry him and we already having a baby. I roll my eyes. He really pissed me off in the middle of this ridiculous video shoot. I'm ready to fucking go.

"Baby!" Someone yells.

Everyone looks around. A few people keep looking. Everyone else goes back to work. I stand up trying to get a view of what they see. It's a shit load of balloons floating from a pair of skinny ass legs and Jordan's. I sigh. It's my loose end.

"Baby!"

"Chris." I say.

"Bae!" He says sitting the balloons on the floor. "I love you."

I hit the get well soon balloon. "Christopher, I'm not sick."

He kisses my cheek. "Sick of my shit. I'm sorry, okay."

"Okay."

"I got dinner reservations."

I stare at him. "Is my father coming or something?"

"Damn." He says staring at me confused.

"I'm not a witch. My father called."

Chris shrugs his shoulders. "He couldn't wait 20 minutes? Gotdamn."

"He been calling for hours."

"But I just talked to him."

I shrug shoulder. "Called about a California fire."

Chris shakes his head. "Damn, he pissed and he don't know it's about a baby. Might fucking kill me then."

"Nevermind that."

"I figured that as soon as one of my exs get wind of you being... you know that it will be leaked. Minus well tell your parents today. Trey wrote me a speech. I forgot it."

"Trey, huh?"

Chris kisses my cheek. "Yeah. I know you got a lot of shit to handle before you have to take a break. I know you might not be ready to be Chris Brown whatever. You know? I just want you happy with this baby. And happy for us."

"Listen to my stomach." I say rubbing my belly.

"How the fuck you gonna ignore me?" Chris snaps loudly.

I touch his face then start rubbing it. "We need to talk."

"What the fuck about?" He spats still drawing attention.

"Nothing if you keep fucking acting like a stupid dickhead!" I yell. I blow my face up then inhale. I blow it out slowly. Then say in a calm voice. "Christopher we have a secret. Are we in a place to talk about that?"

Chris throws his hands up then looks around. "You didn't say that."

"We stating obvious shit?" I cover my mouth. "Can we stop talking til we talk? Damn."

"Yeah." He says salty walking away.

I call Cammie. "Where are you when I need you bitch?"

She giggles. I suck my teeth. It's not Cammie.

"You the bitch." MiMi says.

"Where my best friend?" I say then suck my teeth. "Anyway I'm not in a playing mood."

"What's wrong, Bae?" Cammie asks.

I sigh. "How I supposed to connect with this nigga like this?"

She giggles. "I was bout to say fuck him. Now is not the time."

"That's what I wanna tell him." I snap.

"But he not gonna handle that well at all."

"Now we all going in fucking circles. Fucking circus clowns."

She sucks her teeth. "Bae I never been in a stable relationship while pregnant. MiMi come talk to her. You was in a relationship through your pregnancy. Oh yeah."

"What she say?" I ask.

"She said that me and her were not good while she was pregnant. Okay Bae just go ahead and apologize for all the stupid arguments yall bout to have. Cause baby I don't fuck with Chris like that when I'm pregnant."

I blow. "He did something sweet and my ass like so. You did what should have been done. Then my fucking daddy tripping. I ain't ready to hear that mouth."

Cammie sucks her teeth. "It ain't his business so he just better be glad he finding out."

"Thank you for that perspective." I nod.

"And another thing... we go around here talking about a name and what it fucking means. Fuck what other people think about you and your name. It ain't like your ass some lightskinned big ass fluffy hair ass bitch. The world gone shit on your name regardless cause they ain't happy with them fucking selves. Fuck a name. Fuck fame cause the same bitches giving that shit out the ones fucking judging your ass."

"Okay." I say frowning. "We still talking bout me?"

She sucks her teeth. "If the shoe fits."

"I miss you."

"I don't want to hear it. I been in this house all week with just Caden. Nobody fucking loved me then."

I giggle. She already knows I have to take breaks from her shit. Then I fucking miss her ass and her damn dysfunctional family. I roll my eyes at the director of the video. He has been signaling for me to come finish the shit. I feel like I'm finished.

"I need to write Chris a letter."

"Good idea so you can say what you need without that attitude."

I stand up from my chair. "Can someone find out if Chris is still here?"

"He is right there." A girl says pointing across the warehouse room.

"Oh." I say walking away. "Bae I might call and tell you what's up. A big fat ass maybe."

"That fine. Your ass not a real friend anyway."

I smile then hang up. Even if she didn't solve my problems she reminded me that fucking people not perfect. I'm not completely ready for this baby. It's scary but the shit is okay. The flip side could be so much worst. Having a baby with your long time friend aint top of the chart drama. Only thing fills it with drama is Chris name. Everything is fucking good.

MiMi

I walk into the den where the big TV is. Of course I would find Devin in here. He is sitting there eating with King at his feet. King jumps up when he sees me and run over to me. He is the cutest little baby. I hug him back. He hugs my leg.

"The ref cheating." He says.

"The ref cheating?" I giggle.

He sits back down and starts eating. "Yeap. Bullshit play."

I sit next to Devin and watch the game a bit. King jumps up throwing his hands in the air as the referee walks into the middle of the field. Devin laughs a bit with his mouth full.

"That no out of bounds!" King snaps. "Bullshit."

"Does he know what he talking about?" I frown.

Devin smirks. "He a bit hard on the refs but yeah. He caught it before he went out of bounds."

I shake my head. "Kids are so different. JJ would never."

"Naw he wouldn't."

"I'm sorry." I say as the commercial comes on. "I know you did a lot to get us here. I know I can't live like Cammie cause she married a millionaire. Like I don't try to keep up with her. I just really wanna be on this show and the anticipation is making me a wreck. It would be nice to be recognized."

Devin kisses my cheek. "You'll get your 15 minutes Bae. You just not a dedicated dancer like Cammie."

"Yeah."

"Aye." He says kissing me again. "Stop that shit. You could've been dancing in Chris Brown concerts and videos too. Yeah? Hell he would put your fine ass in one right now. You want me to ask?"

I shake my head. "No. I just wanted to say thank you."

Devin gets in my face. "You haven't been putting yourself out there to get recognized. If thats what you want then you need to get to work."

"I don't want to over do it. You know like wearing a white prom dress to someone wedding."

"Naw, I missed that one." He frowns cutting his eyes at the game.

"They took him out." King snaps.

Devin looks at me. "What you want? Your own dance studio?"

"I don't know. I don't think so."

"Maybe post some new dance videos."

I sigh. "I plan on doing some closer to the airing of the show."

"Put some out of you and Cammie now. So that way if she blow up people will search her and find you."

"Piggyback off her attention?"

Devin kisses me turning to the TV. "Yeah. Yo! What the fuck was that?"

"Real football." King snaps.

"Naw man." Devin says like King an adult.

King was responding like a little man. "That's how it done."

"Get out of here." Devin says blowing.

"Sorry team." King retorts. "Cheating ref."

"Whatever lil nigga. We don't need to cheat to win. You bout to see some real football."

"Bullshit." King throws his hands up.

"I know you not." Cammie says from the door. "You getting too into that football game. You forgot who house you at?"

King sits down. "No maam."

"You can watch football without cursing. Yall sitting up here letting him curse."

"Oh." Devin sits up. "I thought that was you Tyga."

King cuts his eyes at Devin. "You team suck."

Cammie rolls her eyes. "King that's your team?"

"Yes. They win. They play real football."

"Okay." Cammie giggles then leaves out.

JJ comes into the room carrying a bag with Chick-fil-A on it. I roll my eyes. He stands in front of the TV watching it. He eats a fry like he too into the TV. The ref throws a flag again sending King into a rage. He seems to understand when his team gets the flag thrown on them. How old is this baby? JJ laughs about it then goes to Devin.

"Daddy where you been?"

"I was at home boy. Where you been?"

JJ digs in the bag. "Grandma Joy sent me hot fries."

"Let me see." Devin says digging in the bag. "Yo where he get these?"

"Joyce had them delivered." I roll my eyes. "He has a gift card and a debit card in his suitcase. I don't know what's on it or what it is for."

JJ gets in Devins way of the game on purpose. "Daddy?"

"Son." Dee says looking around him. "Man fuck this game."

"Cause it how you play." King snaps.

Devin changes the channel. King comes over to JJ's bag not caring about the game getting turned off. I must have missed the end or something. King starts crying. JJ looks at the door. Not me or Devin his fucking parents. He looks at the damn door. He digs in the bag giving King a fry. King wanted to get his own fry so he goes digging in the bag. JJ dashes out the room. He not sharing no more fries obviously.

"Monk?" Devin says touching my thigh. "I walk around here trying to make you happy with material shit. That ain't what you about."

"I'm not."

He kisses my thigh. "I'll be your cameraman. Get you a group of troubled teens that you can teach."

"I wanna be in a movie."

"The pretty only black girl?"

I chuckle. "No like a stomp the yard or save the last dance."

"Ghetto. You fucking ghetto."

"I'm just gonna focus on this show. You've done enough. Okay?"

He kisses my thigh again. "Alright."

"Bae, let's go." Cammie says walking in the room.

"Where?" I move Devin.

Cammie hands me a bag. "Studio. Trey has the kids."

"All of them?"

"Hurry before he realizes it's King, JJ, and Lane too."

Devin sucks his teeth. "Hell naw."

I get up and run. Devin about to start with his insecure shit. He annoying with that shit like I'm the one cheats on him. I'm going to remember to check everything of his because he too persistent with the acquisitions. It's usually him cheating and reflecting.

"I need this." I say getting in the car.

"Bae, I'm so sick of Caden's shit. He glued to me. Won't let me do nothing."

"Minnie before Trey. Devin won't keep her cause he too busy worrying about me fucking somebody. I'm playing detective when we get home. He suddenly super husband fulfilling my every need."

"Yeah we'll see." Cammie huffs.

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fenghuane-a · 2 years

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@fernbodied asked: flutters eyelashes... plots please! GO HAM GO HAM

ayo come get yall juice [accepting]

- we can’t all be geniuses.

- enemies to enemies to enemies to ‘okay maybe i’ll stop’ to enemies

- “okay fine i’ll bite.” [bites the shit out of each other]

- ‘soul to soul convo’? no, dumbass to dumbass communication. if you think red’s going to be honest about anything then you and i are both clowns [affectionate].

#fernbodied #◉ bite the hand that feeds ( ASK )#// real talk i love these two but i need it to be clear that love = rotating them so hard they get nauseous in my brain #nothing is clear i just think really REALLY hard in a bunch of overjoyed noises

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dirtymicrowave · 2 years

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hello i am here to provide enrichment to the batarou enclosure !!

#batarou #metal bat #garou #one punch man #opm #my art #[ringing dinner bell] COME GET YALL JUICE!!!!!!#HOPE YALL ARE HUNGRY FOR: BIG TIDDY BAT AND ICP (insane clown pussy) GAROU #please accept my humble first offerings 🤲#matching nip nop tops #garous hair is a nightmare its going to look different every time i draw it

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morsartis · 3 years

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The Tweet

You were going to fucking kill that clown. Marvus had honked his last horn, you were actually going to end up in jail for killing a celebrity and it was this fool. All because he’d done the one thing you both agreed not to do. The one thing you swore up and down to his PR team that wouldn’t happen. Staring down at the tweet and watching the count of likes and retweets climb you could feel your blood pressure rise in sync with it. A simple dumbass selfie you had sent Marvus in pesterchum of all things was going viral. Alarmingly so. People were losing their mind over it. With good reason. Your anonymity had been tossed out the window like an empty can down a school hallway. Marvus was dead to you now. It was a pity because the caption he’d replied with was very sweet. The type of thing that you two teased each other with in private. And that was the key word wasn’t it? Private.

You’d been doing your thing downtown when you spotted one of his new posters on display and because you knew Marvus would think it was hilarious you’d scribbled a mustache on it and posed for a selfie. One of you sticking your tongue out as he liked to in the majority of photos with the caption ‘I didn’t know you were growing a mustache’ and a little emoji heart. Lovingly mocking him because you knew you could. The type of shit you usually sent each other to make the other laugh. The problem was that he had saved the picture and uploaded it to chittr. Of course it wasn’t the first picture he’d ever uploaded of you or both of you doing something stupid. It was the type of content that was fairly common to see on both your timelines. There was an embarrassing picture of you brushing your teeth with toothpaste foam everywhere and a rats nest on his account he’d lovingly referred to as ‘rabid human free to a good home’. Only this time Marvus had confirmed the one question you both had agreed to leave well enough alone for your sake and the sanity of his PR team. You could feel the headache forming as you sat on your couch in your own house and plotted how exactly you were going to wring his neck when he towered above you. Surely his PR team would give you a boost in this hypothetical situation. Tagora would, of course, be your defense attorney when you went on trial. It’d be a short trial with you coming away claiming innocence and taking every penny that used to belong to Marvus as compensation. Only fair in such a situation. You’d even be benevolent and split the fortune with his team and sympathetic band mates. Taking a deep breath you picked up your phone again. Opening Chittr you avoided looking at the now famous tweet as you slid into Marvus’ private chat and stared down, unsure what the hell you were going to say.

‘Hey Marvus what the fuck?’

‘ayyy bby whts up?’

‘Youre causing a scandal Marvus what the fuck.’

‘???’

There was a moment of complete radio silence and you realized just at the same time Marvus did what exactly happened.

‘oh fxck’

He’d meant to forward that to his band and had instead uploaded your selfie and ‘flushed as fxck for dis mean lil criminal mf’ to chittr. The disbelieving laugh that left you was hideous and heartfelt as you put your head in your hands and wheezed. The PR team and Tagora were going to kill you both. If Marvus’ rabid fans didn’t get you first.

‘if your fans kill me I’m coming to haunt your ass’

‘fair’

Dear god you were actually in a relationship with this moron. You couldn’t wait to smack him and kiss his dumbass face when he inevitably showed up at your door.

#afoshegosehgo #YALL #that marvus x reader wasn't supposed to be so popular guys #what the fuck #marvus simps really came together for this one huh?#YALL GOT THE BIG NAMES IN ON IT #WHAT THE HELL GUYS #this is for you marvus loving clowns #come get yalls juice #I fucking can't with you guys #I wrote the first one at an ungodly hour on no sleep #and thats the one piece of writing yall latched onto???#I'm in tears over here #IS THE MARVUS TAG REALLY SO FUCKING BARREN YALL COME TO ME???#fine then its time to put on my clown shoes and join the masses #marvus xoloto #marvus x reader #i am unable to write anything with marvus that isnt ridiculous #hes a goddamn clown #I see this man and immediately my braincells fly out the window at mach speeds #have another ungodly oneshot #this could be a sequel to the first one if you really want it to be #because its vague #and short #i will take requests for bara tiddie clown man since the tag is dry as the desert #you poor fucking fools

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absolutelyobsessedthey · 2 years

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A Jevil x Reader fic I wrote! (Will update when I have free time)

This story contains a lot of fluff, and angst a little later on, so stay tuned if you're interested!

Jester man simps, come get y'all juice!-

Oh- and for the record you are clown phobic- jevil doesn't seem to scare you much though, only sometimes.

TW: Scary Clowns, Mention of Blood, and Poor dental hygiene on the first page.

#jevil x reader #x reader #jevil the jester #Jevil #fanfiction #wattpad #fluff #fanfic #fanfic fluff #not yandere #gender nuetral reader #Will update cover #Fiction meets nonfiction #Clown-phobia #come get yall juice #Revolving Around my world fanfiction

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manicsubversion · 3 years

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Shawn Crahan on Nardwuar

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#its beeN 84 YEARS SINCE IVE POSTED A CLOWN GIFSET COME GET YALL JUICE CLOWNFUCKERS #nd chris is there too. as a treat #240p quality thats how u know its legit #slipknot #shawn crahan #clown #chris fehn #my gifs

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atesomerocks · 3 years

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FUCK IT im gonna make some platonic valentines day cards bc im of the firm belief valentines day should be abt all forms of love not just romantic

#pspspspsps all my fellow aros #come get yall juice /lh #i wanna make just some friendship ones #then oness for qprs #because yes they are different if u think otherwise unfollow me rn and block me #not art #txt #clown talks #valentines day #aromantic #aro

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dibschair · 4 years

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More Slashers with Jaded S/O's.

Pennywise

• "Dirty stinky clown man"

• That's what you refer to him as whenever he appears to you.

• Like the poor weirdo dosen't even get a word out and you're just insulting him

• Pennywise:

• He lowkey enjoys the fact you put him in his place?? But like he's definitely gonna be a brat and keep trying to scare you.

• Pennywise is a sub with a degradation kink. There I said it.

• Stinky Stinky twink. You wouldn't have it any other way.

Candyman

• Bees? BEES!!!!!

• Ahem. When Daniel first set his sights on you (I.E. doing all his weird cryptic shit) you uh...had a less than desirable response.

• He's being all weird and talking to you from just out if your line of sight

• And you're just like: God DAMN. Your voice is sEXy!!!

• Just full on flirting with him while he's trying to intimidate you.

• You get so used to him following you around you get reckless?? Like starting fights and shit bc you know Daniel isn't gonna let anything happen to you.

• Offer to draw him, but give him anime eyes.

Leslie Vernon

• This himbo is always trying to sneak up on you

• You've taken to carrying a squirt gun. So he sneaks up and your just like:

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• "HEY!!! HEYY!! LESSSSLLIIEEE!!!!"

• "I swear to god (Y/N)...."

• "ARE YOU TURTLEY ENOUGH FOR THE TURTLE CLUB??!!"

• This poor fool is constantly stuck between considering killing you and finding you really really funny. Good luck.

Norman Bates

• *Rupaul voice* CALL ME MOTHER!!!

• Anywho, the first time Norman appeared to you dressed as his mother, you immediately started critiquing his outfit.

• You end up having to help him with hair and make up. He is but a soft boi who didn't realize he was doing drag. Ptay for him.

• He ends up appreciating your help so much, he gives you a job at the Motel.

• Day time: Seemingly normal couple who run a cute lil Motel. Beautiful. Fantastic. The stuff romance novels are written about.

• Night time: YOU BETTER WWOOORRKKK BIITTCCHHHH!!! YAASSSSSSS!!!!!!

• He's so gentle and shy, always blushing at your praise. Awwwwhhh soft boi.

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A/N: HEY I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING!!!! COME GET YALLS JUICE!!!

Seriously tho, thanks to everyone who sent a request for a continuation of the Jaded reader post. Sorry that not all characters that were requested are included! If and when the meme lords possess me again, I might be able to get around to the characters I missed. Either way, thanks for yalls patience. I'm a dumpster fire.

#Pennywise x reader #candyman x reader #daniel robitaille x reader #leslie vernon x reader #Norman Bates x reader #slashers x reader

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skullrock · 4 years

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the campers, chapter three - Steve x Reader

gif by @harringtown

chapter three: the truce

series summary: Steve gets a job as a camp counselor at Camp Know Where, intending on using the summer to discover himself. When things start to go wrong at camp, the only people that can help him are the Party, Hopper, and his mortal enemy - you. [Enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort]

chapter summary: You and Steve bury the hatchet - and you’re not happy that you’re kind of enjoying his company.

warnings: swearin’!

word count: 2.7k

a/n: you can catch up on the series here! hope yall like the developments!

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The next morning, you head off to breakfast, Dustin’s plea still ringing in your head. Once grabbing your food, you scan the cafeteria for Steve. You find him quickly, sitting by himself at a table in the corner. You can see him playing sadly with his french toast and bacon. It’s quite pitiful. Sighing heavily, you walk towards him, dragging your feet underneath you. You slam your tray down and pull out a chair. Steve looks up, surprised and confused.

“Hello?” he asks, leaning back slightly in his seat.

You don’t say anything. Instead, you take a drink of your juice, staring over the edge of your cup with narrowed eyes.

Steve wonders if maybe he’s a ghost. You don’t seem to be paying attention to him - well, except to glare. He looks around to see if anyone else notices, then clears his throat. “Uh -”

“I’m only sitting here because Dustin told me I should give you a chance, okay?” you spit. “That’s the only reason.”

“Oh.” Steve swallows hard and looks down at his tray again, unsure and anxious.

You continue to sit in silence while Steve picks at his food, before he finally says, “Look, I’m really sorry, okay?”

“Sure,” you scoff.

“I mean it!” He scoots his chair back and places his elbows on the table. “I really, truly mean it. I know I was a jerk -”

“Do you remember when you pushed me into the lake?”

He stares, dumbfounded.

“Or when you and your cronies stole my favorite t-shirt? Do you remember that?”

Steve frowns. “I don’t, but I’m sure it happened.”

You furrow your brows. “What do you remember?”

Steve leans back, thinking. A faint smile crosses his face. “I remember that bracelet you always used to wear. With the glass beads? It was blue, wasn’t it?”

You blink. “Yeah, it was.”

“I remember that.”

“What else do you remember?”

Steve sighs. “Not much. I remember I was a major asshole, but I don’t remember exactly what I did.”

“Maybe Tommy can remind you,” you say bitterly.

“Tommy?” Steve scoffs. “I haven’t talked to Tommy since junior year.”

“Oh.”

It’s quiet for a moment until he says, “I really am sorry. You didn’t deserve that. No one did. God… I was such an asshole.”

You laugh. “You don’t have to talk about yourself like that just because I’m here.”

His brows furrow. “But I mean it.” He pushes his french toast with his fork again. “I don’t even know who I am anymore. I just know I don’t like who I was.”

You both frown, staring down at the table. The silence isn’t uncomfortable, though - it feels more comfortable than anything between you two has ever been.

You realize that Steve’s a broken boy. He fell hard on his royal ass, and now he’s nothing but a jester. You feel pity for him. You can see your younger self in him, lacking confidence and self love. He’s lost and confused, and he desperately needs someone to provide him a map. You decide you’re going to help him, as much as you dislike him.

You extend your hand out to him. “Truce?”

Steve blinks. “What?”

“I want to call a truce.”

Steve stares at your hand hesitantly before taking it, shaking firmly. You drop your hand and resume eating, asking him about what he’s been up to since the last time you saw him. Steve’s shocked, but happy. He starts to eat his own food, finally, feeling a bit better about himself.

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“I got a C- in chemistry,” Steve says.

“Then what are you doing here?”

You’re trying to teach Steve some of the more elementary-level chemistry experiments. He has to learn how to do everything before he’s placed where he most excels. You know immediately he won’t be excelling here - which is fine, of course. So you attempt to teach him some fun things that would most likely impress a boy who paid more attention to girls than class.

“I didn’t fail,” he says. “I just… barely passed.”

“How many times did you use dumbass chemistry pickup lines on the girls in class?”

“Shut up,” he mumbles, but he’s smiling. “What are we doing?”

“It’s called ‘cloud in a bottle.’” You hand him a pair of goggles. “Put these on.”

“Are you serious?”

“Do you want to burn your eyes out?”

“But I don’t look good in these.”

You roll your eyes, putting yours on. “Who are you trying to impress, Steve? There’s no one here.”

He sighs loudly and puts them on, adjusting his hair to make himself look more presentable. You roll your eyes once again and hand him a plastic bottle and alcohol. “Pour enough in to just cover the bottom.”

He does so. You notice how his eyebrows knit together when he thinks, how he bites his tongue to focus. Quietly, you say, “You’ve got this, Steve.”

“Thanks.”

“Swirl it around in the bottle so it coats the sides.”

He does so dramatically. You can tell he used to be the class clown. You take it from him when he’s done and place it down, grabbing an inflation tube and a rubber stopper. You put them together as Steve watches - he seems interested, at least. You put the rubber stopper attached to the inflation tube into the top of the bottle. “Watch this, okay?”

You start to pump the inflater, allowing air to enter the bottle. You firmly push on the rubber stopper to keep it in the bottle. Steve thinks you’re overdoing it - it looks like the bottle is just going to combust. He almost says something, but you finally stop, quickly removing the stopper. When it’s removed, a cloud shows itself in the bottle, coming out of the top as well.

Steve jumps back. “Holy shit!”

You laugh. “Yeah, man, it makes a cloud!”

Steve runs a hand through his hair, then places them on his hips. “That’s so fuckin’ cool.”

“Watch your mouth!”

He’s shocked. “There’s no kids here!”

You smile and elbow him gently. “Now you try the whole thing by yourself.”

Steve does so, and it goes well. He’s perhaps even more excited this time than he was the first time. He doesn’t understand it, but he doesn’t have to. Clouds in bottles are cool.

“If this is what we did in class, I would have liked it more,” he says, taking off the goggles.

“You’re very easy to please.”

“It’s a cloud in a bottle, dude!”

“I’m aware,” you quip. “There’s more you should learn, but I think you would probably like to learn how to do something physical?”

He nods enthusiastically. “What do you have in mind?”

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You’d never seen someone kayak for the first time without flipping, but Steve manages to do it flawlessly. He’s really good at it, too; his strong arms certainly help. You watch him as he smiles, dipping the paddle in the water; right, then left, smoothly and calmly. He learned the strokes easily, expertly reverse stroking and sweep stroking. He’s in his prime here on the lake, and you can’t help but smile as you watch him.

“This is the first time I’ve seen you relaxed.”

“I like moving,” he says. “Keeps my mind off of stuff.”

You nod. “Well, you’re pretty good at it.”

Steve smiles and avoids your eyes. “Thanks.”

The sun is setting, casting a pink and orange glow on the water and land. You bask in the breeze, Steve joining beside you. “It’s pretty, huh?”

“Yeah,” you breathe. “I love it out here.”

“Me, too.”

Steve doesn’t talk too much, or crack a smile around you; but he beams and hits your kayak with his paddle. “Race you to the shore?”

“No, Steve, that’s dangerous -”

He splashes water at you and grins, his nose scrunching. “You just don’t want to lose.”

You splash water at him, too, irritated, but it only sparks a war. Soon, you’re soaking wet, as is Steve, and you can’t stop laughing. You’re pissed - you don’t want him to make you laugh. And yet he does, dorky charm and toothy grin making you double over in your kayak.

“Okay, come on, cut it out,” you pant. “Seriously, Steve, stop.”

Steve’s a little disheartened - he thought you were having fun for once. But he relents, paddling slowly back to shore while you watch him, angry at yourself for giving in. You just wanted a truce, not a friendship. Despite your wishes, you can feel the cracks in your plan starting to form; and you’re starting to get a soft spot for the guy.

===

Over the next two weeks, Steve excels in everything. He takes a bit longer to grasp some of the STEM concepts, but he’s a fast learner. Steve surprises even himself at how good he’s doing, even getting the hang of math he never, ever knew before. He wonders if it’s from the learning environment. Whatever it is, he loves it, and he’s having a lot of fun. Even Dustin notices how good he’s doing.

“Holy shit, that might be the smartest thing you’ve ever said,” Dustin says one night at dinner. “I never thought you’d be able to explain what velocity is.”

Steve taps his fingers on his temple. “Knew this thing in my head would work sometime.”

“You’re doing great man, really,” Dustin says, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder. “What do you think your designation will be?”

“I hope it’s intramurals.” Steve smiles faintly. “That would be pretty fun.”

“Yeah, well, the girls sure do like watching you.”

Steve drops his fork. “What? What girls? Which ones?”

Suzie comes over then, though, and Steve’s left in the dark. He’d ask you, later - you would probably give him the hard truth.

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The next day, everyone waits to get their designations. You all wait in the conference room that you started in, chattering excitedly. Except for Steve, who is more anxious than he’d be if an interdimensional monster had sprung through the wall.

Steve bounces his leg beside you, and you reach out to stop him. “You’re shaking the entire table.”

“I’m nervous,” he groans. “What if they don’t place me anywhere?”

You roll your eyes. “First of all, you have to have a designation. Secondly, you’ve been good at everything. Stop worrying.”

“Am I good at everything?”

You almost make a joke, but you remember how unsure of himself he was the first day you officially talked to him. You turn to look at him, meeting his eyes. “You are, Steve. You’ve impressed everyone here. Even me. And that means a lot, because I don’t find you as attractive or cool as some of the other people here do.”

Steve gasps and leans forward. “Who?”

“Alright, don’t cream your pants, bud,” you say. “Everyone here is just really taken with you, alright?”

It’s true. The female cabin has not stopped talking about Steve since the first day. They’re in love with him - it makes you sick. You tried to reason with them, change the subject, but it’s no use. Steve’s the popular guy yet again, just like he was at camp when you were younger. It’s like a never ending cycle of hell when it came to Steve in your life. At least this time, the attention doesn’t go to his head.

Not only the women, but the men love him, too. They think he’s “righteous,” despite being mostly quiet. They like that he’s dorky, but strong and handsome at the same time. It gives them hope, which you find quite hilarious.

Your comments don’t deter them, though. Steve’s close with everyone at camp, loved by all: but he tends to stick to you for some reason. You’re his mentor, sure, but you don’t understand why he chooses to sit with you at lunch, or accompany you to the science labs. He’s like a fly that you can’t swat away - and you’re almost, kind of enjoying his company.

Steve leans back, trying to hide his smile. He doesn’t want to seem like the attention gets to his head, because it doesn’t. He just likes to feel liked. He likes to feel like he has a home where he’s comfortable, safe, and appreciated. He’s found that here, and he’s really happy about it. The light is back in his eyes, the spring back in his step, and he just feels like himself. For perhaps the first time in his life.

Josh enters and claps his hands loudly to get everyone’s attention. Steve grabs onto your bicep nervously, and you roll your eyes, shrugging out of his grip. He then starts to bounce his leg again, and you think maybe you should have just let him cling onto you instead.

“You’ve all impressed us so much the past two weeks!” Josh exclaims. “Really, really well done. We’ve found a place for everyone easily. Are you all ready?”

Steve’s stomach flips and his leg starts going faster.

“For fuck’s sake, Steve, calm down,” you hiss, but you feel excited for him, too. You elbow him gently and give him a reassuring smile.

Steve waits for his name to be called. Everything else seems like white noise as his thoughts race. What if he’s not good at anything? What if he gets placed somewhere that he isn’t good at? What if he fails?

“Steve, you’re on intramurals.”

He nearly jumps out of his chair. It takes all of his self control not to - instead, he punches the air under the table, a breath of relief coming out of him. You look over at him and hold up your hand, signaling for a high five. He gives you one - it makes your hand sting, but his happiness is infectious.

“You did it,” you whisper. “Good for you.”

“Couldn’t have done it without you.”

You scoff. “No, Steve - you did it.”

I did it. It feels weird for him to say it in his head, but a wave of relief and calm runs over him. I did it.

You’re placed in the science area, of course, which you’d done last year. You consider yourself to be good at it - plus, the kids always had fun. Their reactions to the experiments were very similar to Steve’s, and it never failed to make you smile. You’d be able to see your favorite campers there, too. You were always impressed with what Dustin and Suzie could do.

As everyone files out, Steve looks to you, face twisted in concern. “What about you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Will I ever - you know - see you?”

It’s an odd question, and Steve hurriedly adds, “I mean - because we’re friends, you know. It would be weird not to see you now.”

“I’ll see you in the cafeteria and at night,” you say. “Weekends, too. The staff always has late night bonfires. I’ll see you there, okay?”

Steve nods. “Yeah, yeah, okay.” There’s another awkward pause before he adds, “Thanks for mentoring me. I learned a lot.”

A laugh escapes your lips. “You should thank Josh for putting us together when I begged him not to.”

Steve’s face falls. “You… begged not to be paired with me?”

You mentally kick yourself. “That was before the truce, Steve.”

He frowns and grabs his things. “Okay.”

Steve really thought you were actually friends now. And even if your begging was before the truce, it still hurt. He didn’t mean to bother you - he just thought you both got along well. His shoulders slump as he heads for the exit, and you call out, “Steve?”

He turns around, jaw clenched. “Yeah?”

“I’m happy he paired us.”

“You don’t have to say that -”

“I mean it.” You walk towards him and hold our your pinkie. “I mean it. I don’t want to enjoy your presence, Steve, but I do.”

He smiles and rolls his eyes a bit, taking your pinkie. “I’m just that irresistible.”

“Alright, don’t push it.”

“Right - sorry.”

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ushiwakaout · 4 years

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Boyfriend! Tsuki || Haikyuu!!

Genre: Fluff || Romance ||

Warnings: Manga Spoilers Ahead || Nsfw some where down the line ||

Gender Neutral Reader

Dedicated to @lemmien bc he’s a tsuki simp, come get your juice ma’am

Mans will clown you 24/7

you’re shorter than him no doubt

friends with Tadashi

nicknames in public: shorty, short stack, short stuff, stumpy, midget

nicknames in private: shortcake, peanut, munchkin

YOU CANNOT TELL ME HE DOESN’T HAVE YOU UNDER SHORT CAKE WITH A PINK HEART GRRRRRRRRRRR BARK

You’re not the Karasuno manager, so how’d you guy meet?

You’re in the same class y’all debated on some social construct and he just looked down at your fiestey figure and was like, cute?

it made him internally gag that he might have feeling for you ,like , hello? he was like no no no no no no NO, you wanna here it in spanish? NOH! english? NO!

When he consulted Tadashi and it was def that scene with Legosi and Jack: video here

probably avoid you the best he can tbh until he can’t

y’all got assigned together for a project that can’t just be done in class

it was like a whole week thing he had to go to you place or you had to go to his

he refused to let you go to his place but one day he forgets that he made plans with you and lucky you, you ended up snagging his address from Tadashi so you’re at the door, you knock and guy who looks like Tsuki opens the door. He’s equally as tall or maybe more and isn’t wearing glasses

“Oh? Who must you be?” - Akiteru

“Y/N, I’m sorry to intrude but I’m looking for Tsukishima.”

“Y/n? You mean you’re THE y/n? It’s nice to meet you, I’m Akiteru, Kei’s older brother. That kid doesn’t stop talking about you!”

Huh? D-did you just hear him right?

He smiles and tells you to come in, “Kei! You’re girl/boy-friend’s here!”

From his room you could hear a bang, “Ow, shit...” He comes our rubbing his eyes and he’s like “Who are you talking about-” Sees you and it’s like a light bulb light up in his head, “Ah crap, I totally forgot didn’t I?” “What are you doing here?” he pretends like he doesn’t remember.

You’re kinda butt hurt about it “We had plans remember? The project? I was waiting for you at the cafe for like an hour! I looks dumb the whole entire time bc i kept telling the waitress to buzz off since I thought you’d show up, but no, it seems like you had other plans! Anyways, i’m just here to drop this off, I did my part of the project already- If you didn’t want to work together you could’ve just said so instead of letting me humiliate myself.” You shove the half completed project onto his chest and you let yourself out but not before apologizing to Akiteru

Where you crying?

The few droplets of water on the project said yes.

What was this wrenching gut felling?

Did Tsukishima actually fell bad fro making you upset

“Welp, there goes your chance.”

“Shut up Akiteru.”

Doesn’t stop you from hanging out from Tadashi but if Tsuki ever comes up to y’all, you dash.

Tadashi lectured him to apologize

Does he? Not as soon as he should.

I think he finally gave in when you where sitting in Tadashis class eating your lunch and you see him, your fist instinct is to drop what you’re doing and pack up

“Don’t you think this is ridiculous?” He ask you but you don’t answer “I asked you a question.”

Tadashi is surprised when he dropped his things to chase you

“L/N” it’s probably the 5th time he’s called you name and you finally stop

“What? What could you possibly want Tsukishima? To humiliate me again?”

“I want- I want to apologize.”

you are SHOCKED, Tsukishima Kei, was apologizing to you.

“ I knew I forgot something, and when you came to my house it just clicked. I’m sorry.”

You low key didn’t wanna forgive him... but you where going to humiliate him now

“You’re brother said you talked about me, and he called me your girlfriend/boyfriend... What was that about?”

He makes that “tch” noise and drags you to a nearby crook, and this mother fucker kisses you. bold. very very bold.

did it turn into a makeout session... yes it did.

so both of you are blushing when he pulls away, a hot streak of saliva connecting your plump lips, his glasses are kinda foggy.

“This doesn’t mean I forgive you.” You tell him while panting a lil.

THAT’S HOW YALL START DATING

Dates with Tadashi, you really wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sometimes he feels bad so he hangs out but leaves early so y’all could enjoy your date, he starts picking up a habit of doing it but sometimes it’s just like WHERE U GOING?! THIS ISN’T A DATE

Do you hang out at his house with no intention to actually hang out but just lay in his bed, wearing his clothes

HIS MOM LOVES YOU SO DAMN MUCH, JUST ADORES YOU so when you forget that Tsuki has practice she’s like “no no no, come in, let me feed you plz, you can just hang out in Kei’s room too.”

So sometimes there are days when he comes back from practice and your sprawled on his bed wearing only his shirt and his spare set of headphones

Will throw a plush dinosoure to catch your attention

“Oh! Welcome home! You’re mama let me in.”

he’s like ofc she did, bc i wouldn’t have (sure tsuki, sure)

he gets ready for bed, we’ll getting ready to do homework

If you wanna get cuddly, you’re gonna have to pull him away from his homework to sit on him like a baby koala

he doesn’t mind anymore, bc you’ve learned not to sit on his cord and pull his headphones off his head

timeskip tsuki

y’all fight about the stupidest things

Has be made you cry? One to many times

85% of it was probably while fucking

you mock him so hard when he decides to go pro

“I thought it was a club kei, I thought you hated volleyball.”

“shut up woman or i’ll shut you up”

challange accepted

you kept mocking him

thank god you’re at home bc you would have been in big trouble if you were in public.

You where just reading some manga on the couch when he’s standing behind you and he tilts your head back, his fingertips digging into your cheeks “You don’t learn do you?” you kinda give him a cheeky smile and chuckle

he gets worked up easily it’s funny to push his buttons

you push his buttons bc if he does get pissed off which is 100% of the time, it just means he’s gonna rail you

lets add some nsfw

Does Kei fuck you in his Sendai Frogs jersey to break it in... oh hell yes

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT THIS MANS DON’T HAVE AN ONLY FANS BUT PEOPLE DON’T KNOW ITS HIM SKDJSFJSJFHJ

his sub is like 45 dollar a month bc he doesn’t just take pictures, most of his videos are of him fucking you so good. people want to know who you guys are.

when he doesn’t wanna focus on filming, the only thing he’ll post is an audio of you guys fucking and I think people like those a lot better because they can hear your moans and your pleads

His degrading you half of the time

“You’re such a stupid whore fore my cock aren’t you. You can’t even speak.”

He has his fingers wrapped around your neck while you’re hold your knees to your chest

you’re a crying sobbing mess and the audio records the way you sob out his name, but it’s always bleeped out, they can only hear your swearing and you’re babbling

will fuck you mating press style if he really wants to fuck your brains out.

he’ll start fucking you so slow, it doesn’t make it better but he’s trying to ease up on you bc as much as he loves it when you cry and plead, he want you to know that he loves you even if he’s calling you names

He start to kiss your forehead, your nose, your wet cheeks and then your lips.

The last few minutes is a distorted audio of him talking to you while he fucks you slowly, He’s repeating the words, “You know i love you right?”

But you’re like “fuck you Kei.” there’s a whine in your voice while he starts to speed up for the last time. in between moans you’re just like “Kei, just cum inside me already, please just- just fill me up already.”

you’re knees are on his shoulders and he’s riding out both your orgasm and his

and while he does that you’re just like “I fucking hate you, god fuck- oh god, I fucking love you.”

“Do you hate me or do you love me, make up your mind woman.”

“Shut up kei, just kiss me.”

Request Are Open!!!

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teatitty · 3 years

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OKAY EVERYONE IT’S CE TIME LETS GOOOO

City where Dreams are Born (Murasaki and Gozen look so fucking pretty in this one they look like girlfriends I love them)

Junk Shop (one of my mutuals called this “clown to clown communication” and yeah. Also I didn’t notice Edison in the back the first few times I saw this lol)

Yummy? (This one makes me super hungry ngl)

The Unmanipulatable Ones (god what a fucking title. Danzo and Fuma lovers come get yalls juice)

Memory of Cyprus (this one is Galatea’s CE and the description is her reminiscing about how her love for Pygmalion and how warm she felt in his workshop with him which makes me s o b please give me a Pygmalion servant so they can reunite)

#fate series #my favourite is Yummy? because the food just looks So Good

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hwangdol · 5 years

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l.hc: stay with me

summary: the confusing subject of lee haechan

pairing: highschool!stoner-boi!haechan x reader

warning: a shit ton of cursing, still got a lot of crackheadness, and DRUGS. no i’m not kidding, if you aren’t okay with that shit don’t read ahead. also! still part of my semi-collab with @huangsren! read her fic here: art-hoe!renjun BEWARE OF GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES!!!!!

it’s your favorite local stoner-boi!haechan’s turn

like norenmin, haechan’s name gets tossed around on the daily at NCT Highschool, except not with the same positive connotation

haehcan’s reputation isn’t the best but it could be worse

no it can’t

it’s actually really bad

everyone knows haechan to either be taking a gigantic nap in class or vaping in the bathroom. he gets into detention weekly bc the boy skips school like every other day

the only reason why haechan hasn’t been expelled was bc he was the principal’s son

don’t bring that up or he’ll actually cuss you out no cap

although he’s well-known, he’s only got like two friends + college-freshmen!mark lee (hA what a loser)

and one of them was currently in some type of situation with fboi!jaemin that haechan can’t be bothered to deal with –> y/n from fboi!jaemin’s au who will be further known as ara in this story

the other one was you, he liked to keep that one a little more private

it was never explicitly stated that you would maintain your sorta friendship a secret

although could you really call it friendship if you’re doing all of the things people in relationships actually do?

like haechan would always call you up in the middle of the night to get boba or frozen yogurt for no reason

or sometimes yall would be cuddling in your bedroom watching some stupid movie on netflix,,,haechan would probably be throwing popcorn at the laptop screen bc of something stupid the main protagonist would do

the other times, he would text a simple “pick me up”

and you knew that that meant that haechan was too high or drunk to operate

there would be nights where you would be chilling in your car as haechan vaped

you hated it

but you could never hate lee donghyuck who now went by lee haechan

yall met around the middle of sophomore year

damn so much shit goes down sophomore year at NCT high

aNYways, you were stressed out from studying so you decided to take a stroll in the park at like ten at night.

was that a stupid idea? yes, but at least that’s when you met haechan dressed in a navy green hoodie and a puff of smoke leaving his lips

sophomore!you was like highkey shookth seeing the lee donghyuck smoking in a park

bc at this time, lee donghyuck wasn’t lee haechan

he was one of the school’s golden boys

yeah that’s right norenmin used to be norenminhyuck or the 00′s

he was the star of the school’s choir and the biggest class clown that still managed to get good grades

so imagine your shock when you see him with a cigarette in his hand

you figured that it was best to leave donghyuck alone since you weren’t the nosy type of person

except you weren’t that discreet in leaving when your eyes met donghyuck’s bright red ones

you stood there for a second, both of you locked in what seemed to be staring contest, before turning to leave since it wasn’t any of your business what donghyuck was getting up to

the next day of school, donghyuck was back to his bubbly, fun self which seemed to be a drastic contrast from the one you saw at the park

when your eyes interlocked in the hallways, donghyuck raised a finger to his lips when he was sure no one else was looking

and you understood

somehow you found yourself in this strange no-talking sit-downs in the park relationship with donghyuck while he smoked on the bench next to you

this went down for a couple of weeks where the two of you would just sit in heavy silence. the only noises were the cicadas chirping in the background

until one night when donghyuck dressed in the same navy hoodie wasn’t smoking but his eyes were still red

“why haven’t you told anyone yet?”

you shrugged “because it’s not my secret to tell”

“you were shocked when you first saw me that night.” haechan commented

“yeah, i just never expected it from someone like you,” you admitted

you could hear the boy next to let out a dry chuckle, “you’re not the first person i disappointed”

“it ruins your lungs btw”

“i know, i want it to”

“why do you do it?”

“because it actually makes me feel alive”

something changed that night bc the next day donghyuck into a physical fight with the student-athlete!jeno who everyone knew was a pacifist.

that night haechan showed up with a black eye and you didn’t ask why

donghyuck still gave you an explanation even though it was complete bs

“because he was getting on my nerves”

but it seemed like the whole group of the golden boys was getting on his nerves bc donghyuck stopped hanging around them for the rest of the year

you saw him sometimes sitting outside on the bleachers during lunch, sleeping or smoking, not afraid to be caught

you never had the courage to approach him in person at school, bc it seemed like your relationship was strictly limited to the park

but you couldn’t help to be worried about him with the drastic change in character he was undergoing

one day, he showed up to school with bright red hair and did nothing in all of his classes but take a nap

sometimes he didn’t even show up to school

you heard from someone that he quit choir which was shame bc you always wanted to hear him sing

and sophomore year bled into junior year and donghyuck was no longer known as donghyuck but as haechan

it was weird, every time you would get the urge to take a midnight stroll in the park, haechan would be sitting there on his usual bench sometimes smoking sometimes not

you always sat down next to him even if you knew that you were just going to sit there in silence

“give me your phone number,” he said bluntly holding out his hand for your phone

“why”

“i’m tired of waiting for you to come to the park”

and you really confuse because does that mean that haechan wanted to be your friend???

as if he can read your mind, he rolls his eyes “yes, let’s be friends. you’re a lot better than those fakes in our goddamn school.”

so that’s how your friendship began with the lee donghyuck, rebranded as haechan

he doesn’t let anyone call him donghyuck but you,,, you still try your best not to call him that bc he doesn't like it

gotta respect your friends’ wishes y’know

it wasn’t until haechan was over at like 2am in your room, both of you talking in small whispers bc you don’t want your parents to wake up and find you laying in bed with a BOI, that y'all reached the final level of closeness and haechan let slip one of the reason behind his reckless actions

“you know what sucks? even when i’m acting out like this, my parents still refuse to acknowledge me. it’s like they don’t care”

and your like :(((

“i’m pretty sure they care about you a lot,” you didn’t like the listlessly way he was talking

“you don’t get it. when my dad saw my hair, all he told me to do was to dye it back. my mom didn’t even freak out when she saw me smoking a blunt with my friend in my room. they could care less”

and haechan begins to spill

“even when i was achieving so much, they rarely ever bat an eye at me. do you know how hard it is to come to school and put on the facade of that i have no worries in the world? that i’m that cheery happy-go-lucky kid? even renjun is allowed to have moody days, but i’m expected to always be the mood maker. i fucking hate it.”

you stayed silent listening to his rant

“when jeno was complaining about how his parents invited his whole family to his stupid basketball game, i just got so angry because my parents haven’t been to one recital ever since i joined the choir. nor did they go to the science fair where i actually won first place with that stupid potato rocket i did with renjun.”

haechan let’s out a bittersweet laugh

“after that fight with jeno, no one asked if i was okay or why i even did it. none of them did. my dad didn’t even look at me in the eye when i went to his office, all he cared about was if the school’s basketball mvp was okay.”

“god, i’m so numb to all of this shit. i don’t even know how to be happy anymore”

that night you didn’t say anything to haechan bc you didn’t know what to say. but that night was the first and last night you ever saw haechan cry or that emotionally vulnerable bc the next day, he acted like it never happened

by junior year, everyone already knew that the old donghyuck was gone and haechan was here to stay

BUT your relationship with haechan wasn’t one-sided at all

nooooo there were nights where you were the one crying and haechan was the one comforting you even though his advice was bs

you best bet that when haechan got his license, he dragged your ass to midnight drives to the cliff, but you would be the one to drive him home bc he probably vaped a little too much on the cliff

despite breaking down that one night, haechan was very emotionally closed off. he didn’t smile as often as he used to in public unless it was with you

sometimes he would catch himself smiling when you said something really dumb or when he found your antics adorable, but he would never admit it and the smile would be quickly gone from his face.

your hangouts were so lowkey

one night, junior year, you were just chilling in your car with hyuck and he just leans over and kisses you.

you could still smell the strawberry vape juice on him but you didn’t stop the kiss,,,cuz it felt nice

his lips felt like soft little cloud pillows

and when haechan pulls away he has this little smirk on his face while you're flustered as fuck

let’s be honest, that wouldn’t be the last time y'all locked lips

cause it happened a lot

especially in the car and sometimes in your room

you can’t lie and say you don’t have any sort of feelings for haechan

especially when you do see his real smile that he doesn’t let anyone see or when he made the effort to stop smoking cigarettes

although you still highly disapprove of his drug usage

drugs are bad kids!

haechan has his own reasons for continuing to use it so as much as you try to discourage him, you don’t stop him

you’d like to say that you’re the only girl in his life, but your not

bc you were only hyuck’s friend at night,,,he has a day friend who was also a girl who he didn’t seem to care to be seen w at school

a really pretty (AKA y/n from jaemin’s au) one who you also saw on multiple occasion haechan flashes his breathtaking smile too

one of your friends had gossip that that girl was ara, who was dropped by her friend group bc she was dating haechan who had beef w jaemin who was dating ara’s ex-bestfriend? confusing, yeah i thought so too.

you knew better than to listen to stupid highschool rumors but you couldn’t help but come to your own assumptions about the closeness of their friendship

bECause haechan never mentioned ara in any of your conversations

at lunch, you can’t but let your eyes drift to the two of them in their own world laughing away

you only met her once when mark was dropping haechan off at your house bc he much rather be at yours then his

you were a little bit hurt since she got to know mark before you did

you knew that mark was one of haechan’s closest friend and someone he really respected even though he liked to bag on him 24/7

as much as you tried not to, you found yourself repeatedly comparing yourself to her

the subject of ara was left alone, forever stored in your insecurities

you didn’t want to confront haechan about it bc you didn’t want to admit it but you caught the big bad feels for the boy

so your feelings were left untouched until senior year

when the two of you were making out in your room and haechan suddenly pulls away with wide eyes

and he lets out an “oh fuck”

now, you were worried

did you somehow do something wrong?

“ara is going to fucking kill me,” haechan muttered grabbing his phone, calling someone up

“hey gramps, can you pick ara up? i kinda left her at school,” haechan said through the phone to someone you presume to be mark

“okay, fine i’ll bring you weed brownies and hurry up before she gives me shit tomorrow. you know how high-maintenance she gets” and he hangs up the phone, throwing it aside

“sorry about that,” haechan says going to resume what the two of you started but you stop him

cause it hurts too much and you don’t know what the hell you are to haechan

“i can’t do this anymore, hyuck” you say in a small voice, not daring to look him in the eyes bc u know damn well that he’ll see the tears in your eyes

“what do you mean?” you could hear the worry in the voice

“this,” you gesture between the two of you “i can’t anymore”

and haechan knows what you’re talking about

he’s been dreading the moment,,,he could sense the end

which is the last thing he wants

“what’s wrong?”

you bite your lip not wanting to start breaking down in front of the boy you grew to love so much

your heart was hurting so bad,,,but you couldn’t continue on pining over a boy that would never love you the same way

“what am i to you, hyuck?”

one of the things that haechan hated the most was seeing you sad

he hated how you saying his nickname in that teary voice made his heart drop

“you’re my friend, y/n. actually, you're my bestfriend”

you look him in the eyes this time, but haechan wished you didn’t

“i’d never be more than that, right?” you smiled sadly at the boy

for once in his life, haechan is rendered completely speechless

“i think you should leave”

he knew that he should have put up a fight

yet he couldn’t bring himself to

there was this pang of hurt in his chest that he couldn’t quite explain

so he left

he wished he didn’t

the minute he walked out the door he felt all of the happiness leave his body,, he knew that when he walked out the door, he would never be walking back

when he got home in his room that night, he didn’t have it in him to pick up his usual blunt or his vape pen

instead, he flopped onto his bed staring up at his ceiling

there was wetness on his cheeks,,,his vision was blurry,,,and his heart hurt

he almost contemplated skipping school the next day, but he didn’t want to spend his day wallowing in his despair that he didn’t even know why he felt

his eyes were red as fuck so he tried to play if off as if he were high because who would question it?

so that’s why he went to school with a pair of sunglasses to hide his puffy, red eyes

he was expecting everyone to leave him alone cuz he looked like he was faded but his shithead friend ara marched over to him and pulled him away leaving behind a very confused looking jaemin

that’s probably a story i’ll hear later. he thought.

“you fucking moron,” ara exclaimed at him punching him in the arm “this is like the eighteenth time you have gone to school fucking high! get a grip man!”

“don’t lecture me as if you weren’t talking to the parasite,” haechan huffed, rubbing his arm from the pain

damn she packed a punch

ara squinted and haechan realized he fucked up with his fake high act

so the girl reached out and grabbed his sunglasses much to his protest and saw his puffy eyes

“hOLY sHIt, dude were you crying?”

haechan snatched back his sunglasses and quickly put them back on, “fuck you”

“sorry man, what happened?”

“i don’t even know”

“you want a pity hug?”

“why the fuck not”

the thing was haechan wasn’t touchy with other girls except for you, so the hug w ara was like a bro hug

all that awkward patting and shit

stupid haechan failed to notice that you were standing at the end of the hallway, witnessing the whole scene

now it was clear to you that you didn’t mean shit to haechan

you were just a girl that could make him feel less lonely in secret, nothing more

he had no trouble displaying his relationship w ara in public

why did he make it seem like he wanted to keep you a secret?

you were tired of it

spinning on your heel, heart-shattering into pieces, you walked away from lee haechan for the very last time

basically now, it was simp hours 24/7 for the both of you

even college-freshmen! mark knew something was off with his highschool weed buddy

“dude, what’s goin on with you lately?”

the two of them were on their regular get-high cliff except mark was the only one doing the deed, haechan was just spaced out

“i dunno” haechan shrugged

mark made a face that was like “if you don’t tell me i’m beating the shit out of you”

“okay fine, y/n doesn’t want me in her life anymore,” haechan spilled the beans on the whole situation between the two of you and mark is like “and i thought i was the fucking idiot”

haechan is like wdym bruh?

“are you dumb, bro? like are you out of touch with your feelings or sum shit?”

“huh”

“goddamn i have to do everything in this household, listen to me you little bitch boy, grow a pair and admit that you have feelings for her!”

haechan’s face is like O.o

“are you high right now, mark?”

instant smack on the back of his head

“no you dumb shit; just say that you like her and that ara is just a friend!”

“what does this have to do ara?”

mark is like BOI IF YOU DON’t

“obviously, you failed to mention that you managed to befriend a person who just happens to be a really pretty girl-”

“dude, ara is fucking ugly. i’d date you before i’d ever date her”

“stfu and listen bitch boy. anyways, y/n is probably highkey confused bc she probably thinks you’re interested in ara since you’ve been spending a shit ton of time w ara in the day time but you only come to y/n at night.”

“i do that because i don’t want people to associate her with the things i do just because i’m friends with her. she’s doesn’t deserve to be roped into the same category as me”

aNOTHer smack in the head

“go clean up the mess you made and admit your feelings you fucking shithead.”

“how?”

“i dunno, ask her to prom or some shit”

“i don’t want to go to prom”

“DO SOME ROMEO AND JULIET SHIT IDFC JUST STOP BEING A DUMB PUSSY” enuff said

so haechan gets dropped back at his house and he does some thinking about his so-called “feelings”

which is a fat surprise bc haechan is the living embodiment of impulsiveness,, he had only one brain cell to do his thinking

did he like you? idk man

he liked the way you smiled every time you told him something good about your day while the two of you cuddled. or when you would watch a funny clip on your phone and share it with him

he liked the way your hair smelled liked vanilla and was always so soft every time he ran his fingers through you hair

he liked the way you never turned him away even when he knew that you hated the way he was living his life.

all of his other friends didn’t even make the effort to reach out to him when he was so obviously out of it. he felt unimportant with them

you were different

you made him feel happy, loved, and cared for

he no longer craved the attention of his parents or anyone in fact because he has you

or well he HAD you

right now, all of the phone calls, text messages, and even snaps went straight to delivered, voicemail, or unopened

every time you’d see him in the halls, you would go the other direction

all of the times haechan tried to reach out to you, all of his attempts were deflected

now how the fuck does one confessed when they’re being ignored???

“that sounds like a personal problem,” ara stated, stabbing her food angrily after haechan told her his predicament during lunch

na jaemin had just gone by their table and did someone bullshit that haechan could care less about, he stopped associating himself w him a long time ago

“no shit sherlock, help me bitch.”

ara glared at him “you got yourself into this mess so fix it yourself”

“i hope you fucking choke on an ice cube”

“i’ll slit your throat in your sleep, lee haechan”

wow everyone really out here expecting haechan to solve his own problems. how selfish of them.

which is probably why his plan of execution was shitty as fuccck

you, on the other side of the equation, was currently in the depths of your despair as all of your friends had managed to score dates to senior prom which was this weekend

you’re highly disappointed bc if it wasn’t for you being so preoccupied with the thought of haechan you’d probably have a date by now

hell you even lied to haechan saying how you didn’t want to go to prom bc it was too extravagant for your taste when in actuality, you wanted to get dressed up, take pretty pictures, and dance awkwardly to a slow song

the typical highschool prom experience

one thing that you didn’t want to admit was that the only boy you could picture as your date was donghyuck, the same boy that you wanted to get out of your thoughts and heart

the night of prom, you were stuck in your bed in a pair of sweats and some random oversized t-shirt scrolling through social media

to say you weren’t jealous of all the fun senior prom seemed to be was a giANT lie you could’ve just went alone!!!

honestly, even your parents were out having fun on a date night while you were being depresso espresso at home

you flopped in bed with a giant huff bc who was haechan to stop you from experiencing your highschool years! who was he to make you feel so bad that you couldn’t even go to prom!

your phoned buzzed in your hand causing you to look down and nearly scowled at the message that was sent to you

hyuck: open up

you ignored it, turning your attention back to that stupid rom-com you were watching on your laptop

your phone continued to ding w messages you were sure were from haechan but you don’t want to open bc you knew that you would probably be launched into another wave of sadness and maybe even break-down cry in front of him so you turned your ringer off

but out of nowhere, you hear this loud thud against your window

wtf was that? alert mode on

then you hear a loud shout

“BITCH ISTG IF YOU DON’T OPEN TF UP”

you already knew who it was, so you contemplated on whether or not you wanted to actually confront him or run away from all of your problems (*coughs* ara *coughs* haechan)

you didn’t get much time to think bc another thing was launched at your window

haechan’s shoe

walking over you opened ur window to see below haechan on your lawn with a giant cheeky smile on his face you knew for a fact it was genuine

he only smiled like that when the two of you were bent over laughing at something stupid he or you did

aww shit here comes the sad bugs again

“what do you want?” you say loud enough for him to hear “go to prom with me!” haechan shouts up making you and your heart flustered af

“prom already started, you idiot”

“then let’s dance in your room”

as much as you knew you should have turned him away, you couldn’t

you were so in love with haechan

the minute you open the door you were engulfed into his chest

you froze up not knowing how to react

“don’t let me go please,” haechan says barely louder than a whisper

goDAmmit haechan’s making me tear the fuck up

“you’re the only one in my life that hasn’t left me. the only one that was willing to understand me. i know that i’m not the best guy out there, i know that i’m nothing great, but when you look at me with that stupid smile of yours i feel so god damn on top of the world.”

he hugs you tighter “please, please, y/n don’t leave me. i need you in my life.”

something wet drops on your shoulder but you don’t dare to look up at haechan’s teary eyes

closing your eyes you fall into his chest, his familiar scent triggering tears of your own

“i love you” he pulls away from you to look at your face for a response, your eyes meeting his shaking brown orbs

you have to raise your head slightly up to look at him while he was looking down at you

his hair was a mess of a light pastel rainbow (we go up broski)

that’s when you notice how red his eyes were but there was no stench of weed or alcohol on him

lee haechan was completely sober

“i’ve always been yours, lee donghyuck”

lee haechan wasn’t like other guys. he was lee donghyuck. he was complex and it would take you years to completely unravel him. even when you knew him for so long, you still had no idea was going through his mind. there were times where you found yourself stumped on the subject of haechan, but it was okay

because you were willing to take the time to understand.

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