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softbobamilktae · 2 years

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The Strings of My Heart [19] - Unearthing the Past

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Pairing: Zoro x Jupiter

Genre: fluff, angst, f2l

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: mentions of trauma

Summary: Zoro’s moved to sunny California for college to escape from the life of fame for a little while. But when he loses his violin case in the second week of school, he’s sure his college experience has just gone up in flames. What will he do when, despite all odds, his case is returned to him?

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Zoro was glad for the break that came with the Thanksgiving holiday. For his family, it was mostly just an excuse to get together and eat. Eat a lot, that was. That was followed by Black Friday, where his grandparents went to cut down their Christmas tree. He’d be joining them this year. It wasn’t often he was in town during November, but he did remember the couple times he’d gone to get a Christmas tree with them. He’d been ten the last time he really remembered doing it.

Admittedly, the drive down to Temecula was awfully boring alone. He’d discovered this in February when he’d driven down to escape Jupiter’s parents and the memory of the airport, but he’d been too panicked to care then. Now, he was wishing he had Jupiter to accompany him like she had in the summer.

Oliver was out the front door the moment Zoro pulled up to his uncle’s house.

“You’re here! You should change and come down to the beach with us.”

“Ollie, get back inside! Let Zoro breathe!”

Zoro climbed out of his car just in time to see Luna waddle down the front path. His eyes widened.

“I haven’t seen you this pregnant in five years,” he laughed.

She groaned. “Don’t remind me. I’m so tired of being pregnant, but I still have a whole month to go.”

“When’s the baby due?”

“Your dad’s birthday. Isn’t that funny?”

“That is funny,” he chuckled.

Oliver tugged on his hand. “Come on, Zoro. Go change! It’s half an hour to the beach.”

“You do know I’m staying with Grammy and Grandpa, right?”

“I don’t care!”

Luna nodded towards the house. “Kohen’s gonna be here soon to pick us up. We’re headed down to Carlsbad.”

Zoro sighed. “All right, fine. I’ll come. Let me go change.”

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Zoro was crammed into the back of Kohen’s dinky car with Oliver not fifteen minutes later.

“I wish you’d told me you were headed there. I drove through Oceanside on my way here.”

Luna winced. “Sorry. I didn’t realize you were coming to our place first.”

“Grammy and Grandpa said they wouldn’t be home until six, so I can’t go there yet.”

“Oh, that’s right! They had a meeting with someone.”

“Luna, tell him the news,” Oliver prompted.

“News?” Zoro asked.

“We’re getting married in March,” Luna smiled.

“Wow! That’s coming up quickly!”

She nodded. “We would’ve done it sooner, but planning a wedding in a month isn’t really something you can do.”

“You’re one to talk,” Kohen laughed. He glanced at Zoro. “She wanted to have it before the baby is born. I said no, because there’s no way we can get all our family into town in less than a month!”

“He had a good point when he said it would be much easier to find a wedding dress without a pregnancy belly,” Luna laughed. “Do you think you could come, Zoro? We’re having it on the sixteenth.”

“I’m flying out the next week, so I don’t see why I couldn’t come a bit early.”

“Flying out?”

He nodded. “I’m staying with Jupiter for Christmas, so I told Mama and Appa I’d come home for Mama’s birthday. I’ll be missing Jupiter’s birthday, though….”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Her birthday is two days after my mom’s. Or three, if you count the time zone difference.”

“I can’t believe you’re missing your girlfriend’s birthday for your mom!”

“Are you kidding me?” he asked. “You’d skip your mom’s birthday if Kohen’s birthday was around the same time?”

Luna pressed her lips together. “Why can’t you just take Jupiter with you?”

“She has work, and all her siblings would miss school. Besides, flying with nine little kids would be a disaster.”

She sighed. “I’m glad I’m not you.”

He chuckled ruefully. “You should be glad for more than one reason.”

“Don’t look at me like you’d prefer to be me! Try getting pregnant twice while you’re single.”

“I don’t think I can try that.”

She tossed a towel at his head. “You know what I mean!”

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Zoro found himself sitting at his grandma’s island that evening after an exhausting afternoon of chasing Oliver around Carlsbad. Luna couldn’t keep an eye on him, and Kohen insisted on staying with his fiancée.

“Ollie wore you out today?” Grammy asked with a laugh.

Zoro nodded. “I didn’t know what I was signing up for when I agreed to go with them. We walked two miles just to get ice cream! And then we had to walk back!”

“What? Is four miles too much for you?”

“Not really, but it was too much for Ollie. I had to carry him halfway back. That was too much for me.” He laid across the chairs at her island. “I never would’ve imagined doing this in November.”

“Are you going to Korea for Christmas?”

“No. Jupiter’s the main caretaker for her siblings now, and I’m not about to take nine kids to Korea with me.”

“Good choice. We never used to go on flights when your mom and aunts and uncles were younger.”

“Uncle Ryan was probably the main problem there.”

“You’d be surprised. It was Sophie.”

“Really?” Zoro asked, pushing himself up so he could make proper eye contact with his grandma.

She laughed and nodded. “When we moved out here, we took a plane. Sophie was five, and she screamed for half the plane ride. We didn’t go on another plane until she was thirteen, and the only reason for it was because your mom’s roommate was throwing her a birthday party.”

“Aunt Indigo?”

“Yep,” Grammy nodded.

Zoro laid himself back down on the chairs and sighed. “Well, anyway, I’m spending the holidays with Jupiter and her siblings. We’ve already decided to not go down to Florida. That’s where her aunt and her mom’s cousins live, apparently. I am honestly not ready to see her aunt again, and I don’t really think she is either.”

Grammy hummed to let Zoro know she was listening.

“It feels stupid that I can’t face her, you know? That was ten years ago, and she’s a heck of a lot smaller than me now. She’s not even in New York, and I can barely bring myself to be there even for Jupiter. The airport is still terrifying, but I’d never tell her that. I think she figured it out, though.”

“Maybe you need to see her to put your fears to rest,” Grammy suggested.

“I’ve thought about that. It’s just….”

“So scary you feel paralyzed?”

He sighed. “Yeah.”

“That’s how trauma is. And it seems that nothing you’ve tried so far has let you fully let go of that. You haven’t seen her since you were nine, so to you, you’re still tiny and helpless compared to her. I think that now, seeing what little power she has over you would really help.”

“It would. I just don’t know what I’m afraid of, really. I can’t figure out if it’s her or the airport or just anyone having the potential to do that to me again.”

“It might be all of those things together, Zor.”

“Yeah. I don’t know what to do about it, though.”

“I think that when you’re ready, you need to face Jupiter’s aunt with Jupiter. I can’t tell you that it’ll fix the problem fully, but I think it will help.”

“I’ll think about it. Thanks, Grammy.”

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December seemed to roll around in the blink of an eye, and Jupiter was giddy as she anticipated her boyfriend’s return. Her mother and the baby had been home for almost two months already, and getting guardianship had been significantly easier than she’d expected. Almost everything seemed right in the world again. Except, there was a small part of her that missed her dad. She wasn’t sure why she missed him. He’d never been around, and even when he had been, he hadn’t paid much attention to her at all. They hadn’t had a good relationship in years.

On the other hand, she remembered the father that he’d used to be. She didn’t remember much, but before Venus was born, Jupiter’s father had given her all the attention that her mother neglected to give her. He’d been harsh in the workplace, but there was the occasion that he’d take her out for ice cream and treat her like a normal little kid. They’d chat about life, or he’d tell her how well she’d done in her training that day.

Nothing like that had happened in the past eleven years, but Jupiter still missed the man her father had once been, even if that once was only for a few minutes each month.

Regardless, Jupiter went on with life as if nothing had happened. She had a company to run and siblings to take care of. Not to mention Zoro would be staying with them for a few weeks before his apartment would be ready, so she needed to get ready for him. That probably only entailed finally taking those glow-in-the-dark stars off her ceiling. Zoro had seen her house is various levels of disarray before and had never commented on it.

Jupiter was halfway to being disappointed that Zoro wasn’t moving in with them, but there really was no space for him. He’d been sleeping in her bedroom for the whole summer while she’d taken her parents’ bedroom, and now that her mom was back, they couldn’t do that.

Another odd thing was that her mom had been acting almost normal for the past couple months. She actually paid attention to more than just the baby, and she’d even helped cook dinner a few times. It was overall a very odd experience to see her mom acting more like a mom than just a nanny for the baby. She was definitely still partially absent, though.

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Zoro was jittery as he packed his apartment up on the last week of school. Truthfully, he could’ve stayed for a few weeks longer, but he knew Jupiter needed him, and spending Christmas alone seemed like an awfully depressing thing to do when he was already not going to see his family for the first time on the holiday.

As he made one last check of the apartment to make sure he’d taken absolutely everything, he frowned. He’d spent over a year in this dinky apartment, and he was sad to leave it behind. So many memories had been made in these rooms, and now he’d be leaving this place for good. He and Jupiter had studied here many times and had little dates together, she’d surprised him for his birthday, they’d practiced their instruments together, and so many other little things that he would never forget. He supposed the important thing was that he still had the girl. The apartment could go.

He stacked his many suitcases into his trunk along with a few boxes full of valuables. If he thought flying here last summer had been ridiculous, he was about to spend four days on the road just to drive to New York. He had too many things to fly to New York, and he wanted to keep his car.

He walked around his apartment one last time to bid it goodbye before turning his keys in. The good thing was that he didn’t have people to say goodbye to as well. He’d never really talked to any of his neighbors.

He had one last lunch with Peyton before leaving.

“Man, I can’t believe you’re moving to New York right after I moved away from there!”

Zoro laughed. “At least one of your parents will be living in New Jersey, right? You can visit me while you’re up there.”

“Yeah, but who knows when they’ll sort that out,” he rolled his eyes. “Both of them will probably live up there after everything’s said and done, but they’re still fighting over it! I want to tell them to just sell the house, split the money, and buy two smaller houses! They wouldn’t listen to me if I did, though.”

“Well, if you ever want to come visit, just let me know. I’ll have a couch in my apartment you can crash on if you’d like.”

“Awesome! I don’t know how I’d get the money for plane tickets, though.”

Zoro nodded.

“Are you really driving all the way across the country this week?”

“Yep. I’ve got a friend I’m going to see on my way to New York. I haven’t seen him in years.”

“That’s cool!”

Zoro and Peyton parted ways after lunch, and Zoro began his long trip to New York. Maybe by the time he got there, he’d be mentally prepared to see the city again. At least this time he didn’t have to enter it via the airport.

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saline-plays-sims · 2 years

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"Two of you? And you're -- um. Nontraditional students? Or were you professors or something before you woke up?"

"No, neither. I was a housewife, for the most part, and he was a sheriff's deputy."

"That's really weird... Anyway, I'm Ida Juana Knowe. And that was Hi Thyme who found you; I bet he didn't remember to introduce himself. He’s kind of an airhead sometimes."

"I'm Beulah Land, and this is my husband Homer."

"It's nice to meet you both, and we're glad to have you here! Okay, so, getting down to business -- you're probably confused, and we all are too. Most of the freshmen don’t remember much after orientation, and neither of us sophomores remembers anything after coming back for the fall, and nobody knows what happened. Oh, if you guys have different memories, Ivan's going to want to talk to you, he's a history major and he's doing a project. We'll set you up with a dorm room -- um, I guess we can put you guys in one of the old rentals? We're not really using them for anything, so we could make an exception. Anyway. Take all the time you need to get settled, and afterwards --”

"Ida Juana, honey, I don't think this speech applies to us. We woke up last summer, and we're just visiting."

"You didn't wake up here? How did you get past those corpse monster things?"

"I'm a little tougher than I look, but it's a long story."

"Oh, you're probably tired if you've been traveling! Sorry, I shouldn't be asking you a million questions right off the bat. We've got a spare room upstairs -- uh, I'll change the sheets first -- and then we can talk later this afternoon when you've had time to rest. I guess you might as well stay here tonight, too, if you’re not going to be here long? We’re happy to have you as long as you want to stay.”

"We appreciate your kindness. But we can't be in town -- on campus -- overnight."

"Why not?"

"This is going to sound crazy, but not too long ago I was attacked out in the backwoods, and now I turn into some kind of beast at sundown."

"You mean you're a werewolf?"

"A werewolf?"

"...You do know what a werewolf is, right?"

"I've never heard the word before."

"Oh, wow, you have such a good deadpan!"

"I'm not joking, honey. I don't know what you're talking about."

"...how...? Like... seriously, how? You know the earth is round, right? Well, whatever. If anybody minds having a werewolf on campus then come talk to me and I'll get Andy to deal with it. I’m not going to put up with that at LGU."

"But I don't want to risk hurting anyone."

"Do you have trouble with your temper or something? Because I thought ol-- uh, people with a lot of life experience usually didn't have much trouble with that even with all the extra hormones."

"I almost attacked a friend the first night I was like this."

"I kind of slept through lycanthropy ed, but I'm pretty sure that's basically normal as long as it was only almost. Don't some people get confused that first time? And if you somehow didn't even know what a werewolf was..."

"...Homer, if I'm not dangerous, we can go home! We can see the kids again!"

"Are you guys leaving already? I'd really like to talk to you some more."

"We'll have to stay until evening regardless; I don't want to try to go back over the bridge like this. And there are some things we want to know about you, too. We've just got young kids that we haven't been able to see in a while, and our hometown needs to know there are other people out here. --Oh, Homer, Dixie always wanted to go to college! Maybe she'd want to come for a visit. Ida Juana, if we could get our daughter here safely...?"

"Yeah, anybody's welcome! We don't have classes or anything, but we have a library full of old paper books, and there's all kinds of practical stuff around campus if you want to learn. Most of it doesn't really work without electricity, but I'm sure my brother's going to figure something out eventually. And most of us do at least pick a major and borrow some textbooks, though some of us do a lot more studying than others.”

"We appreciate you giving her the opportunity. And we'd be very grateful for that room if it's still on offer."

"Oh, sure! We'll take care of you, don't worry. --Hey, Andy! Could the frat lend us some clean sheets?"

#widespot #land grant university

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vitaminwaterreviews · 6 months

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Newjeans - Ditto

Alright, that was an experience. I started off kind of indifferent; this song has been hyped to all hell by everyone, so I was expecting something Great. And instead, I got something Good, and that was kind of underwhelming. But maybe being Good is exactly what it’s meant to be, y’know?

The contrast between this song and basically every other title track in kpop is very obvious. Kpop is energetic and loud and bright and exciting, and this song is muted and quiet and sad. The lyrics are kind of necessary to understand what’s going on, and once I had the lyrics, I think I was really able to get it.

I also want to mention how girl-next-door the concept is. Like, they don’t look like idols in the traditional sense; yes they’re absurdly beautiful compared to normal people, but they’re dressed like normal people and in normal people situations and doing normal people things. They could be students from your high school or your college and you wouldn’t be able to tell. Except maybe for the dancing in the middle of the classroom part, you’d be able to tell by that.

This song won daesangs from MAMA and MMA, which places it in that “truly special” tier of kpop song, right up there with songs like Cheer Up and Love Dive. I don’t know if I buy it yet. I liked it a lot, and I’m sure it’ll grow on me. But in the end, it is very different from kpop. But I don’t know if I like that difference; I usually prefer the energetic and excited and bright side of kpop. I’ll go with 8/10. We will see if it grows on me.

Alright, I’m gonna try a new format here. This time, I’ll listen to the song three times. First with the music video and no lyrics, then with just the lyrics, then all three together. We’ll see what I see. I don’t think I’ve heard this song before? Certainly not all the way through, and I’ve definitely never seen the MV. But this just won a MAMA and a Melon (plus it’s just, like, massive) so I’ve been meaning to get around to it.

Also apparently a performance video has the most views so I guess I’ll watch that instead of the MV.

First listen (just video):

Synths and vocals, very sad

Lol the birds there

Why is their choreo so fun when the song is so sad?

It’s Very minimal. Like, you can easily pick out everything that’s going on

I’m not sure I buy the drums on top of the melancholy everything else

The choreo is, unsurprisingly, very NewJeans

Initial reaction: Like a 7 I guess?

Second listen (just lyrics):

Nice, we get a random k, let’s go

Mkay, so it’s a love song

“Summer’s already gone and it’s autumn”

Mmm the lyrics do make this much better

Ohh I see, it’s “I don’t want to stay in the middle, like you a little”, because she wants to like them a lot

So it’s a song about longing for love. And it sure does sound like a longing song

Okay, yeah, better with the lyrics, we’ll go 8 this time

Third listen (both)

I’m actually gonna watch the Side A MV this time bc I’m curious if it adds to the story (I’m sure it will)

Oh look, it’s a home video, but with absurdly beautiful people instead of normal people, isn’t that cute

What, why does the MV get this pretty piano prelude

And what is this song they’re dancing to? We’ve heard like two songs so far and neither of them are the song

Omg it’s a guy

And a camera

Here we go, here’s the song

Oh I forgot to turn the captions on oops, let’s do that

Look at them, they’re normal girls doing normal girl things, isn’t that cute

Omg a rainy day scene, we did need that

Well that picture of a deer in the snow was Lovely

A cast on one hand and a single painted nail on the other

And she’s filming everything

Wow that was an Aesthetic ending

Glad I watched the MV, much better experience than the performance version

#single #kpop #NewJeans

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You know me so welllllll I definitely do not mind you staring into my eyes more. I would like nothing more than to stare into your eyes hehe I figured that MCR wasn’t really big there that’s awesome that despite that, they came there for you!!! (Yes for you they did it for you<3) (also while typing this up I have mcr on for the authentic experience it’s nice I haven’t heard them in a hot minute) OOOO you’re a bullets fan huh? You definitely have the vibe I stg the coolest mcr fans always have bullets as a fave. IM GLAD THEY DID YOUR OG FAVESSSS oh that’s such a good feeling isnt it? You saying it’s worth it to stay alive to see MCR perform is so fucking sweet:’))) and then the fact you got to!!!!! I’m really glad you stuck out life and lived this long and I hope things only get better from here. I have faith they will:) I can relate to thinking you’re never gonna get to see them live I thought the same thing and made sad peace with that fact. I have to ask as well. What did you wear for your show? I have to know what the fit was I bet you looked awesome YO WAS YOUR MERCH LINE ALSO ATROCIOUS????? So long and for what I’m sad bc I wanted a mystery shirt so bad but they fucking sold out before I could get my hands on one:( I DID HOWEVER GET A MIKEY FUCKIN WAY SHIRT HEHEHEHEHEHE>:))))))) imagine me in that one;) Also you were in the fucking pit!!!!! jealousssss I wasn’t in the pit:( we didn’t have no damn pancake video!!!! Feeling robbed. NOW LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT MY BEEF WITH MCR/LH OKAY SO THEY DIDNT DO MY OG FAVORITE SONG (tbh they didn’t do a lot of faves) and I was sad about it but yk whatever it happens…BUT YK WHAT THOSE FUCKERS DID??? THEY PLAYED IT AT THE LITERALLLLL SHOW AFTER MINE…..I was on a livestream and when it came on…I think I started crying LMAO I WAS DISTRAUGHT THE BETRAYALLLLLLLL so now I got beef with them. I was curious and looked up the setlist for your show and you guys also got my favorite song too..BYEEEE they hate me fr I swear everyone got the song but me:’((((((((((((Your setlist was actually really good DAMNNNNN You guys got summertime too OMG God fucking damn!!!!! THEY TURNED OUTTTTTT And you got bulletproof heart AHHHHH YALL WON holy shit SAME talking about the MCR show is making me miss it so much:( remember the anticipation of them coming out on stage?????

So like at the time I think my fave they did was Prison or give ‘em hell kid or maybe nanana NOT TO BE BASIC okay I have fucking BEEF with 2022 me listen to this shit so…..at the time….I uh….didn’t know our lady of sorrows drag me I deserve it I actually got into it this summer AND THEY DID IT AT MY SHOW. BUT I DIDNT KNOW IT THEN. SO I DIDNT RECORD A SINGLE SECOND OF IT……and I’m so mad bc I love that song now. ALSO they did boy division and I only recorded 20 seconds because I either didn’t know it or didn’t know it well…kicking myself seriously…you know I don’t think I’ve actually heard skylines in full… I deserve to be dragged omfg I’ll listen to it in full and tell you what I think in my next response ALSO PLEASE WE SAID SO MUCH ABOUT MCR IN OUR MESSAGES our autism linked up and went off about mcr that’s adorable

I loved face off as a kid!!!!!!!! NO WAY YOU LIKE ITTTT AHHHHHH HELL YEAHHHHHH I haven’t seen it since I was like way younger but yeah, I loved that one:) omg who do you like from RuPaul‘s drag race? I need to know the queens you like. I love that you’ve seen ink master I didn’t expect that heh NO BC some of the tattoos are straight ugly as fuckkkkk AND DONE LIKE SHITTTTTT I absolutely adore that you said that you love to dunk on people you should’ve seen the excitement that flickered across my face when I read that. Beyond delighted to learn this about you. I love doing the same thing>:))))) I didn’t want to say that because I didn’t want you to think I’m mean but oh my God I love roasting people it’s so fun we would have literally the most firEEEEE roast sessions. I just fucking know itttttt. Let me tell you about the bane of my ink master existence. There was one guy on the show who was SUCH a fucking dickhead. But he was really good so every time I would talk shit about him I couldn’t even fully hate bc I knew he was good like SO TALENTED but god he was insufferable. You’re very Hannibal coded and I’m kind of shocked you haven’t seen it already hahaha you definitely should watch it (never seen it myself but knowing the very little of what I do about the show I feel like you’d get really into it)

I would love to hear one of your responses in Dutch. God even just imagining that makes me weak. I’d try so hard to seem normal while losing it inside. You would say it to me and I would be so flustered. I would not be able to meet your gaze. I would keep looking away and I’d cover my mouth and under my breath I’d be muttering some shit like “oh my god” while nervously biting my lip and doing that nervous laugh thing. You took that many languages???????? You know damn welllllll what this information is doing to my brain omg ancient Greek!!?!?!! That is so fucking cool. I can’t even begin to tell you how cool that is. I want to hear some ancient Greek being spoken to me that would be fucking awesome I wanna hear all the languages spoke to me. The way my brain would short circuit HAHAHA Oh my god and the comment about the being yours thing in multiple languages….that comment is now imprinted on my brain I hope you’re happy omgggg I don’t think I’ll ever forget that holy fuck ALWOQOQKWISJDDJJDJD that killed me. Had me squeezing my frog and grabbing him and kicking my feet. I wish that was an exaggeration. It’s quite literally not. Stop being so perfect jk don’t<33333

Did you ever have Bella Sara trading cards? You must have. If you didn’t you fucking missed outttttt. I actually forgot about those until you talked about horses but yeah, I actually had some!!!!! I’m gonna throw hands with some fucking children for making fun of you for riding horses like that’s cool wtf why are they being haters://// Did you ever own one????? You know, I always wanted to ride a horse but I never did. I would ride horses with you!! You’re gonna have to show me how the fuck it works though I’m kind of scared to ride one if I’m being honest I feel like it would throw me off or some shit but I think it would be really cool!!!! Tell me about your favorite horse breeds:) OOOOO my favorite animals are birds and cats^.^ I haven’t been to the zoo in so long:((((( OMG THE BANDANA THATS ADORABLE PLEASE AWE POST A PIC IF YOU DO THAT THATS SO CUTEEEEEEE

Yes you should do the whole kiss me while talking thing I’ve always wanted that heh. I love the idea of it like I can picture that in my head where you do it and I gasp into the kiss and my heart would be beating so fast and then afterwords I would literally be all shy hehehe I’ve imagined you taking my face into your hands an embarrassing amount of times

It’s funny you say what you said in your tags because while you were drunk, I was imagining you being drunk around me and being all over me and shit (I would love to be drunk with you by the way). Really hope you made use of that room baby;) tell me all the details. I really like thinking about you frustrated like that over me my fucking God like it actually has me so worked up just reading the shit you said in your tags. Fucking teasing me the things you make me feel are incredible. You know, every time I read what you say to me it’s like your words linger in my head for hours and hours and they replay over and over. I cannot get you out of my head

They hadn't originally announced dates for my country and I was debating flying to another country on a schoolday just to see them haha, I'm so glad they came here for me x3 Hehehe I have sooooo much to say abt why Bullets is my favourite album, but I won't bore you with it heh, do you have a favourite album?? I wore my Black Parade shirt, red-and-black striped arm socks, my bleached and over-decorated patch jeans with a red-and-black checkered studded belt and a chain, a hardware store chain bracelet, a Monster tab necklace, and black eyeshadow (I had to buy eyeshadow for that show haha), I had a red mullet with shaved sides back then :] What did you wear to your show?? They didn't have the mystery shirts during the Europe tour, but oh man how bad I want one of them. They had merch outside and inside the venue and I bought a hoodie and the pornstar shirt hehe, even brought cash with me in case the card readers were overwhelmed, I wasn't gonna miss the opportunity to get merch at all! I bet that Mikey Fucking Way shirt looks so good on you cutie. I can't imagine going to a concert and not being in the pit hah, I don't see the point of going if I can't jump and scream and mosh ahahaha but that's just me Cx THat's so mean of them to play your favourite the show after yours!! So unfair!!! There's a lot of songs I wish they'd played at my show that they only played at the American shows, stupid Americans and their stupid superior concerts >:( Oh boy oh man Summertime was so beautiful live, I had goosebumps and drained my entire lighter waving it (almost burned my thumb too whoops). The anticipation for them to come out was hoooorrible oh my god, that static droning and droning and droning, I remember getting lightheaded waiting for them to come out hah. YOU GOT PRISON????!!!!! Oh the jealousy I'm feeling right now!!! I fucking loved Na Na Na live too, don't care that much for it as a song to casually listen to but it was unbelievable live, the energy of the entire crowd jumping in sync and singing.... Fuck I wanna be back there! I didn't film anything at my show, I was singing along non-stop and only took a vid of them coming on stage and like. ten seconds of Teenagers hahaha. You should listen to Skylines in full yessss it's a fucking amazing song and even tho I'm not American I can feel the meaning of it in my bones just through Gee's delivery of the words. Sfhsdkjfhsd hahaha I can't believe how much I've written abt MCR in my responses to you I just love those fuckers so so so much and can never shut up about them xD

Oo I'm not really up-to-date with Drag Race but I fucking love Trixie and Katya, they're the only ones I watch content of outside of the show haha. Oh oh! Have you seen those type of videos where people get their Ink Master tattoos covered up??? I fucking love those I don't know what it is about them but ough it's so fun to hear them absolutely roast the show. I just think it's so fun to dunk on people hehehe People on reality TV do some stupid shit to get attention and I'd love to roast contestants with you <33 Okay you saying I'm Hannibal coded is actually kinda uncanny cuz I just looked it up and I have the same personality type as him... You know me so well <3 I've been living under a rock regarding shows and pop culture all my life haha, I think I can count the number of shows I've watched in full on one hand xD

Aw baby you'd look so cute all flustered from my voice <3 You already know I'd abuse the hell out that information ;) You doing that nervous laugh thing... oh that'd drive me crazy, god you'd sound so cute, and look so pretty, I wonder how many words I'd be able to say before I can't hold back anymore. I'd chuckle at you, not in a mean way, just because you're so cute and I love your reactions so much. Mmm so many things I could say to you in so many languages... Just to listen to your breath catch and your heart rate pick up.... Oh darling <3 Oh man oh man I wish I could watch you grabbing your frog all cute like that, I love knowing I have that kind of effect on you <3

I don't think I've ever heard of Bella Sara trading cards! Not that I had anyone to trade them with hahaha. I used to have a pretty big collection of Schleich horses, I made saddles and bridles for them and everything hehe. I would've looooved to own a horse, maybe one day I will when I've got enough money, they're such beautiful creatures, such kind souls. I think it would be so fun to go on a horseback ride with you, side by side and I'd lean over and press a kiss to your cheek <3 Horseback riding isn't actually all that scary! It's mostly getting used to sitting in the saddle, because if you've got the right positioning you'll feel much more secure. Horses can feel it when you're scared, and if you have a stubborn horse they might refuse to do what you want, but it's all about learning the horse's body language and knowing what cues they need, and not losing confidence in yourself! I've had some pretty nasty falls and accidents while horseback riding (getting a kick to the crotch as an example...) and though I eventually stopped riding because my anxiety took over I'm dreaming of getting back into it one day. My favourite horse breed is the Fjord, with their gorgeous midtstol, halefjær and dorsal stripe, and compact build. They're strong horses and one of the most stubborn breeds too, so they won't be bossed around easily, but they're confident and hardworking and I just love love loooove the way they look. Ooo birds and cats! I've got a birdwatching book with all the types of birds found in my country, what's your favourite bird?? I love cats too, I can spend hours just petting them, if one walks up to me on the street I consider all my errands for the day paused until the cat leaves again haha. Do you have any cats??

I imagine me taking your face in my hands so often too, how your jaw would feel in the cup of my hands, how easily you'd move your head in whatever direction I'd want you to, how soft your lips would be to kiss. Did you know that I have snakebites? ;) You'd look so cute being too shy to look at me afterwards and I'd just take your face in my hands and turn you to face me before kissing you again <3 I'm not a natural touchy person but I get soooo clingy when I'm drunk, I'd be all over you for sure. I spent Monday night thinking about what would make you the most flustered, how I could make you blush so pretty. Would it be my words? My mouth on your skin? My hands wandering everywhere? If I were to tease you in public would you try to get us to go back as soon as possible or would you wait in torturous anticipation? I was thinking about whether there's any 'weird' things you like, you already know that some of my interests can be a little out there, but what about you darling? Is there anything unusual that gets you all flustered? Oh man you saying that you can't get me out of your head... It's like I'm leaving an imprint on you, aren't I, god that's making me a little flustered. Your words linger in my mind too, I go to sleep at night hoping I'll wake up to a message from you because you've wormed your way into my brain and you aren't going anywhere, I love your words my cutie<3

#sorry for the horse rant hah #.nsft #asks

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littleharpethcrossfit · 11 months

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Thursday, 22 June, 2023........ Warmup.......Overheads.......... Mostly Aerobic.....Dips.

There was absolutely zero water available at the Barn until Chase, Armando and Tom brought a big load today.

Our first Summer workout with wine tasting and snacks to follow. Let’s all hope for good weather.

Warmup

4 Rounds

5 Pushups

5 Scap Pulllups

10 PVC Shoulder Dislocates

Strength

Military Press: 2 / 2 / 2 / 2

Push Press: 3 / 3 / 3 / 3

2 Seconds Overhead Lock-Out Each Rep.

Armando=155/185 Robert=135/165 Chase=135/135 Herb=105/125 Timmy=95/135 Tom=100/120 Joe=85/95 Coach=75/95 Linda/Alicia=65/75 Kayla=55/65 Shannon=45/55 Lindi=40/45 Dana/Cheri=??

I did not witness many 2 second Overhead Lockouts, But I heard people talking about it.

Metabolic Conditioner

4 Rounds

Rounds Begin Every 5 Minutes

Run 400 / Row-Ski 500 / Bike 1000m

15 Toe’s 2 Bar

Score: Your Fastest Time Completing A Round

Linda=did it wrong on Tuesday.

Chase=1:44 Robert=1:55 Dana=2:13 Armando=2:25 Timmy=2:35 Kayla/Alicia=2:40 Herb/Shannon=3:00 Coach/Joe=3:02 Tom/Lindi=3:11 Cheri=??

There was much discussion as to how this should be scored. Fastest Time ? Slowest Time ? Average Time ? I’m just glad Robert didn’t win.

Cool-Down

Dips Anyway: 5 / 5 / 5 / 5 Many did it.

Notes:

Wine and Snacks. Kayla brought delicious pasta stuff and pickles, Chase brought Anna Bread (still warm), and Miss Linda brought cheeses and Beckham’s Birthday cake. Miss Dana brought dessert...chocolate/peanut butter/protein powder “cakes” that were delicious.

We had an excess of wines again. I don’t know why people aren’t drinking much and making fools of themselves like in times of our recent past. We had multiple fine reds (Sadly, 4 were left over for next week) and 2 whites.

The group was wonderfully friendly as usual and did not break up to go home until 2 1/2 hours after the workout was over. But they mainly gossiped and didn’t drink much wine. I am trying to think who WASN’T here who could have reversed the ratio, but I can only think of Sam D., Ed. Bernie, and that wouldn’t be enough.

Alicia brought a new lady. Usually I call females girls, but Lindi is a Lady. She obviously has experience at another gym and Alicia was an excellent coach for Lindi and kept her safe and it looked like she had a good workout. She lives nearby but has a lot of kid responsibilities that keep her busy, so I don’t have much hope for Lindi finding time for LHCF. She was given a T-shirt and she stayed around for the after-party, so we made as good of an impression as possible. Fingers Crossed.

Our Sue Schwartz has been quite ill from what sounds like an inner ear problem. Perhaps related to the several flying trips they have made recently. Listening to Herb and Dana, Sue sounds pretty miserable. I don’t know if she is allowing visitors.

Saturday at 0730 and 0930.

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fangirlies · 1 year

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I'm so happy that you decided to stay with us here! This part of fandom wouldn't be as comforting and welcoming without you (considering that we've already lost so many people😟). It's so cool that you gave it a chance! I and all your fangirlies have your back, we're here for you and we're ready to help💜 Thank you for your input! And I definitely feel a bit special now teehee😎 It for sure was a divine timing.

Your Xavier is really the best! I see him the same way, so it's a win for me hehehe What a guy!

Bruh... unfortunately grasshoppers are a big thing in my city😰 I always dread summer, because these mf are everywhere, hopping around like they own this place. I hate them with burning passion. I enjoy nature and would love to maybe go run around fields in countryside whenever I'm there, but these bitches don't let me live my anne with an e life😡

Oh, I wish I spoke freely a lot of languages, but I'm lazy. I studied French at school, but all I can do us probably read without mistakes. French was my first love and I wanted to know it so fucking bad, I was obsessed. But the teacher at my school ruined it for me and made me kinda detest it for a couple of years - and it makes me sad. I love it now and want to start learning it again. Just mad that some teachers can ruin even the subject that you love :( I know a bit German because of college, but I'm really not good at it. I can read some slavic languages, but definitely not speak them. It's just nice, when sometimes I go on Twitter for god knows what reason, and see a plethora of different languages on my timeline and can read them and even understand! However, again, I wish I was more diligent to actually learn how to speak those languages.

What are you studying? Stats sound like something scary and mathematician for my humanitarian brain lmao

Xavi acting annoyed when he is actually a big softie and simp for his partner > > > >

- elliot anon

Im so happy I stayed too, I would’ve never got to experience so much love and warmth from fangirlies.

Bestie I’m crying. Grasshoppers everywhere sounds like hell foreal. I enjoy being in nature too & don’t mind bugs as long as they don’t mess with me 😭 like in Australia? I don’t think I’ll last a second with the spiders there. I’m crying at “they don’t let me live my anne with an e life” LMAO you’re too funny bestie.

“Lazy” and continues to list languages you’ve picked up throughout your life. So French, some German,some Slavic languages, and English? The most I can do is English and Spanish.. but that’s honestly so impressive! Maybe one of the things you can be productive with is get into French again?? You said you enjoyed it if it wasn’t your teacher. Which by the way I’m sorry you had to go through. The biggest reason I’m majoring in education is because there’s very few teachers who take on the big responsibility and ACTUALLY love what they do. There’s some subjects you might not be great at but then you could tell the teacher loves it & that alone makes you enjoy learning. And knowledge is the most beautiful thing!

As I said up there ^ I’m an education major! Want to have my own classroom and set of students so bad. I knew it since I was little that I wanted to potentially be a role model for children. I only need stats because I’m going the psychology route instead of actual education just so I can have a variety of options in the future. But I’m glad I’m going that route because learning about the brain and about how people work is honestly mind blowing. I always say that class is free therapy😅

#fangirliestalk #Elliot anon talks

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mrsbsmooth · 2 years

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Episode 41 - Script - Dana Route

Declarations of Love

NARRATOR: {0} was just asked if she would like to be exclusive.

NARRATOR: A partner once told me they wanted to go exclusive… But with someone else! I felt so excluded.

NARRATOR: But will {0} go exclusive?

NARRATOR: Or will she exclude her partner from going exclusive?

NARRATOR: Get the exclusive now on Love Island!

Dana is down on one knee. She is holding out the plastic ring.

DANA_FLIRTY: Alfie had been hanging on to this for a special occasion.

DANA_FLIRTY: He said I might have more use for it than him.

DANA_FLIRTY: And I know this might feel kinda sudden, but why wait?

DANA_HAPPY: Me and you feels so right.

DANA_FLIRTY: So, {0}, want to be exclusive?

Yes, absolutely!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yes, Dana! Let’s do this thing.

DANA_HAPPY: Wow!

Dana slides the ring onto your finger.

DANA_FLIRTY: That’s it, we’re exclusive. Just me and you now.

Kiss Dana

You ease Dana to her feet and bring her in towards you. You lean in and kiss her gently on the lips.

DANA_FLIRTY: That was nice.

Don’t kiss Dana

You ease Dana to her feet and she smiles at you. She clearly wants to kiss you, but you lean away slightly.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: There’s more to being exclusive than just getting physical, Dana.

DANA_IDLE: I know, I was just feeling the romance of the moment.

DANA_FLIRTY: I can’t wait for our first exclusive kiss.

DANA_HAPPY: Whenever it comes.

No, slow down

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Slow down, Dana. We’ve only just officially hooked up.

PLAYER_IDLE: No need to be getting down on one knee just yet.

DANA_EMBARRASSED: Typical Dana. Getting carried away.

DANA_FLIRTY: It felt right in the moment though.

Dana places the plastic ring into your hand, and closes your fingers around it.

DANA_FLIRTY: There you go. Save it for the future instead. Do whatever you want with it.

DANA_HAPPY: Don’t lose it though. It might be plastic, but it’s still valuable.

Maybe later

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not sure if that’s what I want yet, Dana.

DANA_EMBARRASSED: Okay, no pressure.

DANA_IDLE: It is quite a big step. Especially with everything you’ve gone through.

Dana places the plastic ring into your hand, and closes your fingers around it.

DANA_FLIRTY: There you go. Save it for the future instead. Do whatever you want with it.

DANA_HAPPY: Don’t lose it though. It might be plastic, but it’s still valuable.

You look around at the beautiful surroundings.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s so nice to get out of the villa for a little while.

DANA_FLIRTY: Especially when the company is this great.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Are you talking about me or you?

DANA_HAPPY: You, of course. Although I’m not bad myself.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’ve got that right.

DANA_FLIRTY: I wish I could stay out here with you forever.

DANA_IDLE: But, as you know, there’s still plenty for us to experience in the villa.

DANA_FLIRTY: Our summer isn’t over just yet.

DANA_IDLE: We should get back.

DANA_IDLE: There’s probably plenty of gossip to hear about from the other dates.

DANA_HAPPY: Maybe a few dating disasters.

DANA_FLIRTY: Do you think anybody else’s date has been as good as ours?

No way, this is perfect

PLAYER_HAPPY: That would be impossible. This is my dream date.

DANA_FLIRTY: Mine too. This can’t be beat.

DANA_HAPPY: Especially after the journey we’ve been on to get here.

They could probably beat this date

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I enjoyed our date, but it could have been better.

PLAYER_IDLE: So maybe one of the others had a better time.

DANA_SAD: Really? I had a great time.

DANA_SAD: Sorry, you don’t feel as good about it as I do.

I’m not thinking about the others

PLAYER_IDLE: The other Islanders aren’t on my mind at all.

DANA_FLIRTY: I bet we are on theirs though.

DANA_HAPPY: We are the main attraction after all.

DANA_FLIRTY: It’s been so nice having this time together, just us.

DANA_FLIRTY: What do you say, {0}?

DANA_FLIRTY: Do you want to spend some more quality time with me?

*Yes! I’m not ready to leave yet

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah! I’d love to stay here longer with you!

DANA_HAPPY: Aw I’m so glad you said that because all I want to do is stay here with you.

DANA_HAPPY: Been waiting so long to find that one person I can be myself around and relax.

DANA_FLIRTY: And now that I’ve found you I want to give us a real chance to connect.

PLAYER_HAPPY: And how do you want to connect?

Dana takes your hands in hers and looks deep into your eyes.

DANA_FLIRTY: Just being here, in the moment. No distractions and no more drama.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No more drama? Is that a promise?

DANA_HAPPY: I’m not Suresh, drama is the last thing I want.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And what’s the first thing you want?

DANA_FLIRTY: Honestly? To whisk you back to the Hideaway and shut ourselves in.

DANA_FLIRTY: Then get to know each other better. Enjoy it being just us two.

DANA_FLIRTY: And not come out until we are announced the Love Island winners!

DANA_FLIRTY: Then take the money and do whatever we want with it.

DANA_HAPPY: Turn that trip to Blackpool into a four day arcade binge!

DANA_HAPPY: I love me a go on those old-fashioned slot machines!

DANA_HAPPY: Do you think they could pay us the prize money in 2p coins?

DANA_HAPPY: But, seriously, I just want to make memories.

DANA_FLIRTY: And whatever those memories might be…

DANA_FLIRTY: I want to share them with you.

DANA_HAPPY: Does that sound like something you might want?

That sounds dreamy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Are you kidding, that sounds like the dream!

DANA_FLIRTY: Really? I’m so glad that we are so in sync!

DANA_FLIRTY: I feel like we are so aligned, I can just be super honest with you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

DANA_FLIRTY: It’s like we were made for each other.

Not really my cup of tea

PLAYER_SAD: I can’t say that that’s exactly what I want.

PLAYER_SAD: Maybe we’re not so aligned?

DANA_SAD: Oh, maybe not. But we don’t have to be exactly the same!

DANA_HAPPY: Sometimes odd couples make the best couples.

DANA_HAPPY: Keeps things interesting.

DANA_HAPPY: But for now I am just happy here with you.

DANA_HAPPY: I don’t want to rush anything, savour every moment.

Dana’s eyes fall down to your lips.

DANA_FLIRTY: But you want to know what I want most of all right now?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What’s that?

DANA_FLIRTY: A kiss to finish the date.

Snog her!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I thought you’d never ask.

Dana pulls you in close to her, she caresses your cheek and places her lips on yours in a passionate snog.

The beautiful setting disappears and you’re lost in the moment together for what feels like a lifetime.

DANA_FLIRTY: I wish that would never end.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Might make things difficult if our lips were locked together.

DANA_FLIRTY: I wouldn’t mind.

Kiss her gently

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think that can be arranged.

You lean in close to Dana, eyes locked on hers.

Gently you press her soft lips against yours in a soft smooch.

Dana gets drawn in, seduced by your moves. But you pull away.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh, you wanted more?

DANA_HAPPY: Oooh, you’re such a tease. I love it.

Peck on the cheek

PLAYER_HAPPY: How about a taster?

You lean in and give Dana a peck on the cheek.

As you pull away you see her eyes closed, taking in the moment.

DANA_HAPPY: That was cute.

She playfully pretends to snatch the kiss from her cheek and place it on her lips.

DANA_HAPPY: Stole a kiss for later!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hey!

DANA_FLIRTY: I’ll look after it, I promise.

Not right now

PLAYER_IDLE: Sorry, I don’t feel like it right now.

DANA_HAPPY: That’s okay! We don’t have to do anything you don’t want.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m just happy I get to take in this beautiful place with you.

DANA_HAPPY: Well, {0}, this has been magical.

DANA_HAPPY: But I think we really have to get back now.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m so glad we got this extra time together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw, I know. I was kinda hoping it wouldn’t have to end.

DANA_HAPPY: Me too.

I want to go back to the villa

PLAYER_IDLE: I think we should get back to the villa.

DANA_FLIRTY: Are you sure? We might not have a chance for much more private time.

DANA_FLIRTY: I would love to stay here a little longer with you?

DANA_FLIRTY: Maybe get a little intimate?

*Let's stay a little longer

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah! I’d love to stay here longer with you!

DANA_HAPPY: Aw I’m so glad you said that because all I want to do is stay here with you.

DANA_HAPPY: Been waiting so long to find that one person I can be myself around and relax.

DANA_FLIRTY: And now that I’ve found you I want to give us a real chance to connect.

PLAYER_HAPPY: And how do you want to connect?

Dana takes your hands in hers and looks deep into your eyes.

DANA_FLIRTY: Just being here, in the moment. No distractions and no more drama.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No more drama? Is that a promise?

DANA_HAPPY: I’m not Suresh, drama is the last thing I want.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And what’s the first thing you want?

DANA_FLIRTY: Honestly? To whisk you back to the Hideaway and shut ourselves in.

DANA_FLIRTY: Then get to know each other better. Enjoy it being just us two.

DANA_FLIRTY: And not come out until we are announced the Love Island winners!

DANA_FLIRTY: Then take the money and do whatever we want with it.

DANA_HAPPY: Turn that trip to Blackpool into a four day arcade binge!

DANA_HAPPY: I love me a go on those old-fashioned slot machines!

DANA_HAPPY: Do you think they could pay us the prize money in 2p coins?

DANA_HAPPY: But, seriously, I just want to make memories.

DANA_FLIRTY: And whatever those memories might be…

DANA_FLIRTY: I want to share them with you.

DANA_HAPPY: Does that sound like something you might want?

That sounds dreamy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Are you kidding, that sounds like the dream!

DANA_FLIRTY: Really? I’m so glad that we are so in sync!

DANA_FLIRTY: I feel like we are so aligned, I can just be super honest with you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

DANA_FLIRTY: It’s like we were made for each other.

Not really my cup of tea

PLAYER_SAD: I can’t say that that’s exactly what I want.

PLAYER_SAD: Maybe we’re not so aligned?

DANA_SAD: Oh, maybe not. But we don’t have to be exactly the same!

DANA_HAPPY: Sometimes odd couples make the best couples.

DANA_HAPPY: Keeps things interesting.

DANA_HAPPY: But for now I am just happy here with you.

DANA_HAPPY: I don’t want to rush anything, savour every moment.

Dana’s eyes fall down to your lips.

DANA_FLIRTY: But you want to know what I want most of all right now?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What’s that?

DANA_FLIRTY: A kiss to finish the date.

Snog her!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I thought you’d never ask.

Dana pulls you in close to her, she caresses your cheek and places her lips on yours in a passionate snog.

The beautiful setting disappears and you’re lost in the moment together for what feels like a lifetime.

DANA_FLIRTY: I wish that would never end.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me too.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Might make things difficult if our lips were locked together.

DANA_FLIRTY: I wouldn’t mind.

Kiss her gently

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think that can be arranged.

You lean in close to Dana, eyes locked on hers.

Gently you press her soft lips against yours in a soft smooch.

Dana gets drawn in, seduced by your moves. But you pull away.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh, you wanted more?

DANA_HAPPY: Oooh, you’re such a tease. I love it.

Peck on the cheek

PLAYER_HAPPY: How about a taster?

You lean in and give Dana a peck on the cheek.

As you pull away you see her eyes closed, taking in the moment.

DANA_HAPPY: That was cute.

She playfully pretends to snatch the kiss from her cheek and place it on her lips.

DANA_HAPPY: Stole a kiss for later!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hey!

DANA_FLIRTY: I’ll look after it, I promise.

Not right now

PLAYER_IDLE: Sorry, I don’t feel like it right now.

DANA_HAPPY: That’s okay! We don’t have to do anything you don’t want.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m just happy I get to take in this beautiful place with you.

DANA_HAPPY: Well, {0}, this has been magical.

DANA_HAPPY: But I think we really have to get back now.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m so glad we got this extra time together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw, I know. I was kinda hoping it wouldn’t have to end.

DANA_HAPPY: Me too.

I want to head back

PLAYER_IDLE: I want to get back now.

DANA_SAD: Oh okay, no problem.

DANA_IDLE: We still have plenty of time to connect, I suppose.

You and Dana take one last look at the beauty that’s all around you before walking side by side back to the villa.

You return with Dana to the garden. The other Islanders gather, happily chatting about their dates.

DANA_HAPPY: It sounds like everyone has enjoyed their dates.

ALFIE_IDLE: You two are back, I see.

ALFIE_SERIOUS: Did you have fun with Dana, {0}?

I had a blast!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Obviously we had fun. That was probably the best time I’ve had in a while.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: Oh, really?

DANA_SERIOUS: Yes, Alfie. Me and {0} had a fun time.

KAT_HAPPY: Happy to hear it, girls!

It wasn’t the best

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Not really, no. I wasn’t blown away.

DANA_SAD: You told me it was your dream date.

KAT_SAD: Sorry you didn’t have a dream date like me and Finn did.

DANA_SAD: Yeah me too.

None of your business!

PLAYER_ANGRY: I think that’s between me and Dana.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: Sorry, {0}. I was just trying to be friendly.

ALFIE_IDLE: Will keep my nose out.

LULU_IDLE: We had a nice enough date too, didn’t we, Alf?

ALFIE_SAD: Yeah, but I was hoping for more than nice enough at this point.

FINN_HAPPY: Cheer up, Alfie. You’re ruining mine and Kat’s romantic vibes.

KAT_HAPPY: Yeah, our date was practically the most romantic date of all time.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: Sorry, Lulu. I didn’t mean to sound like a melt.

LULU_HAPPY: Don’t worry about it.

LULU_IDLE: We might not have found the love we wanted.

LULU_HAPPY: But we can still have a great time while we are still here.

ALFIE_HAPPY: Yeah, you’re right.

LULU_HAPPY: So, {0}, did anything exciting happen on your date?

PLAYER_IDLE: Well…

DANA_FLIRTY: I asked her to go exclusive with me.

FINN_SURPRISED: Wow, that was fast!

DANA_FLIRTY: We’ve got history. This just felt like the right time, I guess.

ALFIE_IDLE: So what did you say, {0}?

Tell the others what you said

PLAYER_HAPPY: I said yes, of course. Me and Dana are properly together now.

KAT_HAPPY: Woop woop!

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: Wow, well congrats to you both I guess.

FINN_EMBARRASSED: Sorry, still a bit surprised. Good for you guys though.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Like I told Dana. We don’t need to declare anything. We only just got together.

KAT_HAPPY: Sounds like you moved a bit fast there, Dana.

DANA_EMBARRASSED: Whatever, Kat.

KAT_EMBARRASSED: I’ve defo made the exact same mistake though. More than once.

PLAYER_IDLE: Like I told Dana. I’m not sure if that’s what I want yet.

LULU_FLIRTY: That sounds like the sensible answer.

KAT_IDLE: Yeah, one step at a time, {0}.

Keep it secret

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’m not telling you guys anything. It’s between me and Dana.

DANA_IDLE: If that’s how {0} wants to keep things, I’m on her side.

KAT_HAPPY: You two are almost as cute as me and Finn.

KAT_FLIRTY: Almost.

Suddenly, your phone pings.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve got a text!

You read the text out to the rest of the group.

LITEXT: Islanders, it’s time to get truly glammed up! You’ll be heading outside the villa to choose your prom outfit!

LITEXT: Please make your way to the front of the villa. Cars are waiting to take you shopping. {0}PromFashion {1}QueensAndKings

DANA_HAPPY: Me and you are gonna look so good together, {0}.

LULU_FLIRTY: No time to waste. Let’s get going everyone.

You and the others excitedly run out of the villa and jump into the awaiting cars.

You freeze for a moment as you take in the stunning array of outfits on display all around you. The clothes are a mixture of new and pre-loved outfits.

You, Kat and Lulu strut across the lawn towards the boys.

Alfie and Finn wait in front of the party tables. Their jaws drop when they see you all.

ALFIE_FLIRTY: You look amazing, Lulu.

LULU_FLIRTY: Thanks, Alfie.

FINN_HAPPY: Kat, you’re looking absolutely stunning.

KAT_FLIRTY: Thanks, babe. You’re looking pretty tasty yourself.

You hear footsteps approaching.

DANA_FLIRTY: Hello, {0}.

Dana stands proudly in her prom outfit. She’s gone all out to impress you.

DANA_FLIRTY: You look amazing.

DANA_FLIRTY: That outfit just proves how lucky I am to be with you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Thanks, Dana.

DANA_FLIRTY: No problem, {0}. I’m gonna be all about the compliments tonight.

DANA_FLIRTY: In fact, I don’t think my eyes have ever witnessed such beauty.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You’re so sweet, Dana.

DANA_FLIRTY: So, {0}. Has your Prom Queen won your heart?

Yeah, of course

PLAYER_HAPPY: Absolutely, Dana. My heart is yours and yours alone.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I said I want to be exclusive and I meant it.

DANA_HAPPY: I can’t tell you how much that means to me.

DANA_HAPPY: To finally find a girl that wants me like I want them.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m completely over the moon, {0}.

Not even close

PLAYER_IDLE: Sorry, Dana, but you’re nowhere near having a hold on my heart.

DANA_SAD: Well, it is very early days for us.

DANA_FLIRTY: And I’m not afraid of putting the work in to see if we can get there.

Not just yet

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Sorry, Dana, but you’ve not quite got there yet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re still gonna need to put a bit more work in to fully win my heart.

DANA_FLIRTY: Is that so? Well, I’m a hard worker, and I’m gonna put the hours in.

DANA_HAPPY: So, should we get this party started or what?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Woo, yeah!

LULU_HAPPY: YOLO!

Lively dance music starts playing from the speakers set up around the tables.

ALFIE_HAPPY: Time to once again bust out some of my trademark moves.

Alfie jumps down to the floor and starts doing the worm.

FINN_HAPPY: Nice one, bro.

DANA_HAPPY: Go, Alfie! Go, Alfie! Go, Alfie!

KAT_SERIOUS: Think you can outdance me do you, Alf?

ALFIE_HAPPY: It’s all love, Kat. No competition here.

KAT_FLIRTY: It’s always a competition, babe!

Kat jumps up onto the nearest table.

FINN_FLIRTY: What are you gonna show us this time, babe?

Kat performs an extremely naughty dance atop the table. Spinning and flaunting every one of her skills.

Cheer Kat on

You join the others in cheering Kat on who continues her sexy yet elegant dance.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Slay, girl!

KAT_FLIRTY: I always do!

Call her extra

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Pretty extra, Kat!

KAT_FLIRTY: Someone’s jealous they don’t have moves like these.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Am I?

KAT_HAPPY: We can’t all live rent free in the spotlight!

*Show some sexy moves yourself

You climb onto a different table and start dancing too. Everyone cheers you both on.

You pull out your sexiest moves, eyes locked with Dana throughout.

Dana beams at you as she helps you back down.

DANA_FLIRTY: You’ve got some serious moves, {0}.

Dana whispers into your ear.

DANA_HAPPY: Saying this quietly to avoid drama.

DANA_FLIRTY: You’ve definitely got better moves than Kat.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Glad you think so, Dana.

Finn goes to help Kat down, but she leaps from the table and gracefully moves into a bow. The other Islanders applaud her performance.

LULU_HAPPY: Nice one, Kat.

ALFIE_HAPPY: You certainly outdanced me!

KAT_HAPPY: You know it!

A romantic slow song begins to play over the party speakers.

The excitement and laughter subsides as the Islanders settle down and couple up.

Dana takes you by the hand and delicately places her hands on your waist.

The two of you slow dance beneath the moonlight.

DANA_FLIRTY: Are my hands in the right place, {0}?

Keep them on my waist

PLAYER_HAPPY: I like them where they are.

DANA_FLIRTY: Me too. Holding you like this is a dream come true.

Move them to my bum

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d prefer you to slide them a little further down.

DANA_FLIRTY: Oh, I see. Not wasting any time tonight are we?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Any excuse to get closer to you.

You slide Dana’s hands down further. Sexual chemistry and eye contact is off the charts.

Let go of me completely

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Actually, I’d like you to remove them now.

DANA_IDLE: Of course, {0}. Whatever you want.

Dana moves her hands away, and incorporates them into her swaying motion.

As you and Dana continue to dance together. You notice the others have all stopped to watch you.

LULU_FLIRTY: You two look so good together.

KAT_HAPPY: Yeah, you really fit each other.

DANA_FLIRTY: I think they’re right. We’re a good match.

Dana looks deep into your eyes.

DANA_FLIRTY: This moment is too perfect.

DANA_FLIRTY: Can I kiss you, {0}?

Passionate snog

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Bring it in, Dana.

Dana leans in and the two of you kiss. Your tongues meet and you feel the heat between you.

The kiss is NSFW and you imagine the other Islanders blushing as they watch this raw animalistic display of passion.

You and Dana manage to stop yourselves. You smile at each other.

DANA_FLIRTY: That was amazing, {0}.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: There’s plenty more where that came from.

Gentle peck

PLAYER_HAPPY: Follow my lead, Dana.

You lean into each other and your lips meet. You softly kiss. You can feel the delicate movement of Dana’s mouth.

The kiss ends with a sweet smile from Dana.

DANA_FLIRTY: That was so nice, {0}. I could do that forever.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The night’s still young, Dana.

No kiss

PLAYER_IDLE: No kisses for you, Dana.

DANA_SAD: Sorry, {0}. I just thought this might be the perfect moment.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s a perfect moment already. It doesn’t need a kiss.

DANA_HAPPY: You’re right.

Your phone pings.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve got a text!

The other Islanders gather around you and Dana.

DANA_FLIRTY: What does it say, {0}?

You read out the text.

LITEXT: Islanders, it’s almost time to let your partners know how you feel about them with your Declarations of Love! {0}OnItLikeASonnnet {1}SayItLikeYouMeanIt

ALFIE_HAPPY: Time to get sappy!

LULU_HAPPY: Please don’t declare your love for me as sappy, Alfie.

ALFIE_HAPPY: Like the trunk of a big hard tree.

FINN_HAPPY: Time for me to give my silver tongue a good wagging.

KAT_FLIRTY: There’ll be time for that later. First, write me a beautiful speech.

DANA_IDLE: We should probably plan what we want to say to each other.

DANA_IDLE: Maybe we could have a chat about what we want to declare?

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Isn’t it supposed to be a surprise?

DANA_FLIRTY: You’re right. Maybe we could have some alone time still before the PDAs?

DANA_FLIRTY: Fancy a little bit of private time?

*Yes, time for some privacy!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Yeah, let’s go!

PLAYER_HAPPY: This could be our last chance for some alone time in the villa!

DANA_FLIRTY: Great.

No thanks, Dana

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I’m good.

DANA_FLIRTY: Are you sure?

DANA_FLIRTY: This might be our last chance to sneak away and get alone time in the villa.

DANA_FLIRTY: I think we’ve got a bit of time before the declarations.

DANA_FLIRTY: Maybe we could have some more smooches away from the others.

DANA_FLIRTY: Or maybe you want to get a little naughtier, like you did last night.

DANA_HAPPY: If so, it might be our final chance to get a little naughty here.

DANA_HAPPY: Totally your call though, lovely.

DANA_FLIRTY: Fancy sneaking away with me?

*Yes, let’s sneak away!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Okay, let’s go!

DANA_FLIRTY: Great.

I’m good here

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m all good here, thanks

DANA_IDLE: Of course, no problem.

You stroll slowly with the others towards the front of the villa. Everyone is silent for a moment as they consider what they might declare to their partner.

You and Dana step out onto the terrace.

The air is sweet and warm. The night is filled with promise.

DANA_IDLE: It’s been a bit of a roller coaster this summer hasn’t it?

PLAYER_HAPPY: It really has!

DANA_HAPPY: Lots of ups and downs, so to speak.

DANA_FLIRTY: Some more my style than others.

DANA_HAPPY: I can’t believe that we made it to the finish line together.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m so happy that you picked me to finally couple up with.

DANA_SERIOUS: And I think you’re right not to commit to me just yet.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Why’s that?

DANA_SERIOUS: Because this is so new. Us being a couple I mean.

DANA_HAPPY: I got super swept up in all the romance and just wanted to share how I was feeling.

DANA_IDLE: But you’re right that we should feel things out together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, Dana. Glad we’re on the same page.

DANA_EMBARRASSED: And I don’t want to get ahead of myself.

DANA_HAPPY: But I could see us becoming something truly special after we leave here.

PLAYER_IDLE: Really?

DANA_IDLE: Yeah, I think so.

DANA_IDLE: I never would have thought that I would meet somebody like you.

DANA_FLIRTY: And I really want this to be the real thing eventually, {0}.

DANA_IDLE: Do you feel we could be the real deal in time?

We’re the real deal already

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course, Dana. I’m already sure we’re the real deal together.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m glad I could show you a better way than what Suresh showed you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Yeah, I deserve to be treated right by a partner.

DANA_FLIRTY: You really do, and I’m really glad you trust me to be that person.

Not feeling likely right now

PLAYER_SAD: It’s not feeling that likely for me right now.

DANA_SAD: That is a shame.

PLAYER_IDLE: I chose to couple up with you obviously. So there’s something there.

PLAYER_SAD: I just don’t feel quite as sure about all this as you do.

DANA_SAD: Oh, right. I understand.

DANA_IDLE: I hope in time I can win you over.

DANA_FLIRTY: Maybe my declaration will do just that.

Maybe in time

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I might feel the same way in the future. When we know each other better.

DANA_FLIRTY: Maybe my declaration will help a bit with that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Now that will be intriguing.

DANA_FLIRTY: I’ll certainly pull out all the stops.

Dana looks at you with sensitive eyes. She clears her throat theatrically.

DANA_HAPPY: Gather round, gather round. For the time has come to declare my love!

DANA_HAPPY: My partner is really something else, indescribably unique and-

PLAYER_IDLE: Is that how your declaration is gonna start?

DANA_HAPPY: Well, maybe, but you’ll just have to wait to hear the rest won’t you.

DANA_FLIRTY: So, what vibe is your declaration gonna have?

Fun and flirty

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna have fun with it. Keep it on the flirty side.

DANA_FLIRTY: Oh, nice. I’m looking forward to hearing what you’ve got to say about me.

DANA_FLIRTY: Me and you can flirt with the best of them.

Honest and heartfelt

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m gonna put my heart out there. I’m gonna be honest about how I feel.

DANA_HAPPY: Oh, that’s great. I’m looking forward to hearing you lay it all out in front of everyone.

DANA_HAPPY: I think, moving forward, complete honesty is the way to go.

It’s a surprise

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’ll just have to wait and see. I’m not giving anything away.

DANA_HAPPY: Oh, nice. I’m looking forward to seeing what you’ve got in store for me.

DANA_HAPPY: Nothing like a good surprise to keep the spark alive.

Dana bites her lip and looks at you.

DANA_FLIRTY: Anyway, enough chat, anything you want to do while we’re alone up here.

DANA_FLIRTY: Anything to make the night extra memorable?

Let’s go all the way right here

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s get cheeky!

You pull Dana closer to you, and go straight in for a passionate kiss.

You can feel her hands moving down your back as your tongue moves against hers.

The two of you are wrapped up in each other’s embrace, as you rush to remove each other’s clothing.

DANA_FLIRTY: This is so hot.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s gonna get plenty hotter.

With the last of your clothing on the floor, you fall with Dana onto the cushioned seating.

DANA_FLIRTY: This is so naughty knowing that the others are waiting for us.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I don’t care about the others, I only want you.

You kiss Dana passionately. You both moan in pleasure as your fingertips caress each other’s bodies.

You lay with Dana, your naked bodies pressed against each other. A rush of euphoria comes over you both as you’re overcome by pure ecstasy.

You and Dana snuggle against each other as you catch your breath.

DANA_FLIRTY: That was amazing!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know.

DANA_FLIRTY: Now what?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We should probably get dressed and head down.

You kiss Dana gently before letting go of her. The two of you pick up your clothes and get dressed.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s go, Dana.

Let’s do some bits

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m up for some fun, but I don’t want to go all the way.

DANA_FLIRTY: Well, I’m down for whatever you want to do, {0}.

You pull Dana towards you and push your lips against hers. As you kiss you feel your tongues moving together.

You move your hands across Dana’s chest and feel her skin tingle beneath her clothing.

She holds you tenderly as she slowly kisses your neck.

DANA_FLIRTY: That’s so good, {0}.

You hold a prolonged kiss before stepping back.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s enough.

DANA_FLIRTY: I really wish we could stay here a little longer.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: There’s no time right now. The others are waiting for us.

DANA_FLIRTY: Such a shame. I could stay up here all night.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That declaration won’t declare itself.

DANA_HAPPY: You’re right. Let’s get to it.

Let’s join the others

PLAYER_SERIOUS: No time for any funny business. I just want to get back to the declarations.

DANA_SAD: Ok.

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s go, Dana.

You and Dana exit the terrace and head down towards the front of the villa. The declarations await.

The Islanders jovially walk towards the front of the villa. They are greeted with a giant love heart of flowers. The declarations are about to begin.

A phone pings.

ALFIE_HAPPY: That’s me.

Alfie reads the text out to the other Islanders.

LITEXT: Alfie, it’s time to make your declaration!

ALFIE_HAPPY: No pressure then.

FINN_HAPPY: You’ll smash it, pal.

LULU_HAPPY: Yeah, good luck, Alfie.

Alfie and Lulu stand opposite each other in front of the flower arch.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: Sorry, Lulu. I didn’t think that I would be this nervous.

LULU_IDLE: That’s okay, Alf. Just take your time.

Alfie composes himself and takes a deep breath.

ALFIE_IDLE: Lulu, what can I say about you?

ALFIE_IDLE: For starters, I don’t think there’s ever been anything romantic between us.

ALFIE_HAPPY: And I definitely didn’t expect to be coupled up with you at this point.

ALFIE_HAPPY: Not that I’m complaining. Time with you is always time well spent.

ALFIE_HAPPY: You’ve got the jokes, the charm, and you’re so sweet.

ALFIE_FLIRTY: And you’re a stone cold stunner in the looks department!

ALFIE_IDLE: And you’re so passionate and talented about what you do.

ALFIE_HAPPY: Hoping you might design me some more fashionable threads.

LULU_FLIRTY: Thanks, Alfie, maybe I will.

ALFIE_IDLE: So, to conclude. My Love Island journey might not have ended with romance.

ALFIE_FLIRTY: And I did have my eyes on somebody else.

ALFIE_SERIOUS: There’s been lots of ups and downs and I’ve learnt a lot of lessons.

ALFIE_SERIOUS: I came into the villa pretty inexperienced with relationships.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: I was keen to find love. Probably a bit too keen at times.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: And I made plenty of mistakes along the way.

ALFIE_SERIOUS: I could’ve picked up on some signs better and been more self-aware I guess.

ALFIE_EMBARRASSED: Safe to say, if I had my villa time again I’d do things pretty differently.

ALFIE_IDLE: But I think I leave the villa as a better, more self-aware Alfie.

ALFIE_HAPPY: And I’ve loved every second spent with you beautiful people.

Finn and Kat cheer. Lulu laughs.

LULU_HAPPY: Isn’t this supposed to be about me?

ALFIE_HAPPY: I’m coming back to you now, Lulu.

ALFIE_IDLE: I’m proud to say that it has ended with a great friendship.

ALFIE_HAPPY: So, thanks, Lulu for making my days a little brighter.

ALFIE_HAPPY: And my smile a little wider!

ALFIE_HAPPY: The end.

The Islanders give Alfie a round of applause. Lulu gives Alfie a friendly hug.

LULU_HAPPY: Thanks, Alfie. That was sweet.

FINN_HAPPY: Nice one, Alf. You’re a true gentleman.

A phone pings.

LULU_HAPPY: That’s me.

She reads out the text.

LITEXT: Lulu, it’s time to make your declaration!

LULU_HAPPY: Well, Alfie, time to return the sentiment.

ALFIE_HAPPY: Don’t hold back, Lulu.

Lulu smiles at Alfie.

LULU_IDLE: Alfie, Alfie, Alfie, what a guy!

LULU_HAPPY: Like he said, there’s never been anything romantic between me and him.

LULU_IDLE: And I didn’t expect to be coupled up with him at this point either.

LULU_SAD: It’s not quite the fairy tale ending I dreamed about.

LULU_IDLE: But, it is what it is. No point being down about it.

LULU_HAPPY: I’m sure we can have some fun in the time we have left.

LULU_IDLE: Just like Alf, my Love Island journey hasn’t ended with romance either.

LULU_IDLE: But I’m also proud to say that it has ended with a great friendship.

LULU_HAPPY: Cheers, Alfie.

ALFIE_HAPPY: No probs.

The other Islanders give Lulu a round of applause.

A phone pings.

FINN_FLIRTY: Oh, that’s me.

Finn reads out the text to the other Islanders.

LITEXT: Finn, it’s time to make your declaration!

FINN_HAPPY: Time to show you all how it’s done.

KAT_SERIOUS: Don’t get ahead of yourself, Finn.

FINN_HAPPY: My silver tongue is about to work its magic.

KAT_SERIOUS: I’ll be the judge of that.

Finn stands at the front and looks directly at Kat.

FINN_IDLE: Kat, here we are, so close to the end.

FINN_IDLE: And it’s still me and you, babe.

FINN_SAD: I know I’ve been a bit of a fool sometimes, and my flirting has got the better of me.

KAT_ANGRY: You can say that again, Finn.

FINN_SAD: I’d rather not. And I’d rather not have to apologise for making mistakes anymore.

FINN_SAD: I don’t want to make mistakes ever again.

FINN_IDLE: I want to do this right. Me and you. Kat and Finn for life!

FINN_HAPPY: Dublin and Basildon back on track.

FINN_FLIRTY: Fancy it?

Kat stares at Finn.

FINN_SAD: Is that a yes?

KAT_FLIRTY: You’ll have to wait for my declaration to find out.

FINN_SAD: Okay.

The other Islanders awkwardly give Finn a round of applause.

A phone pings.

KAT_FLIRTY: That’s me!

Kat reads the text out for the other Islanders.

LITEXT: Kat, it’s time to make your declaration!

DANA_HAPPY: Good luck, Kat.

KAT_SERIOUS: I’m not sure how this is gonna go.

KAT_SERIOUS: I’ve got quite a few things I need to get off my chest.

KAT_SERIOUS: Finn, you annoy me. You infuriate me. You irritate me.

KAT_SAD: Sometimes you seem like you forget I exist.

FINN_EMBARRASSED: Sorry, Kat.

KAT_FLIRTY: But at other times you make me feel like the most special girl in the world.

KAT_HAPPY: And I just know that deep inside of you is a heart of pure gold.

KAT_FLIRTY: And you can be epically romantic when you want to be.

FINN_FLIRTY: So, Kat and Finn for life?

KAT_HAPPY: Sure, why not! Gimme a snog big boy!

Kat jumps into Finn’s arms. They twirl and kiss passionately as the other Islanders give them a round of applause.

Woop woop!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Woooo! Congrats, guys!

LULU_HAPPY: Yeah, you two are adorable.

DANA_HAPPY: Sweetest couple ever!

KAT_HAPPY: Cheers, girls.

Ignore them

You turn away from them and don’t join in with the applause.

DANA_HAPPY: Cheer up, {0}.

Dana’s phone pings.

DANA_HAPPY: Here we go.

LITEXT: Dana, it’s time to make your declaration!

Dana stands still as she looks at you. She seems to be silently preparing herself.

DANA_SERIOUS: Dana and {0}. {1} and Dana.

DANA_IDLE: What a perfect coupling we’ve found ourselves in.

DANA_IDLE: I can’t believe that somebody like you would choose somebody like me.

DANA_IDLE: Somebody that radiates beauty, power, honesty and heart.

DANA_HAPPY: No, I’m not talking about me.

Dana winks at you.

DANA_SERIOUS: But, seriously, {0}, you have all those qualities and more.

DANA_SAD: I’ve always had some issues with how people perceive me.

DANA_SAD: Seeming to them a little awkward or extra.

DANA_IDLE: But, {0}, you’ve made me feel like I can just be myself.

DANA_HAPPY: You accept me for who I am. Flaws and all.

DANA_SAD: I’ve made a shed load of mistakes throughout this process.

DANA_SERIOUS: I’ve been interested in people I shouldn’t have been interested in.

DANA_EMBARRASSED: I’ve spoken and acted before thinking.

DANA_SAD: But the biggest mistake I made was not trusting you when I should have.

DANA_EMBARRASSED: And letting my insecurities and baggage get the better of me.

DANA_SAD: And making a stupid mistake that I immediately regretted.

DANA_SERIOUS: I know I’ve already apologised to you about that.

DANA_SERIOUS: But I want to own it here in front of everyone.

DANA_HAPPY: You make me feel like a better person.

DANA_HAPPY: A person that can be more confident and assured around you.

DANA_IDLE: Meeting you has been life changing for me.

DANA_FLIRTY: My heart is yours now.

DANA_FLIRTY: And it sounds like I might be lucky enough that you feel the same.

DANA_SERIOUS: I know I haven’t won yours yet, but hopefully I’ll get there some day.

DANA_HAPPY: And even if not, I’m grateful you’ve given me this time with you.

DANA_HAPPY: You’re all I’ve ever wanted.

The other Islanders give Dana a round of applause.

DANA_IDLE: So, {0}, how did I do?

That speech was perfect

PLAYER_HAPPY: Dana, that was beautiful. You couldn’t have done any better than that.

DANA_HAPPY: Thanks, {0}. I meant every word of it.

DANA_HAPPY: And I’m so glad I got the opportunity to tell you how I feel.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Thanks, Dana. I’ll never forget it.

That speech was awful

PLAYER_SAD: I can’t say that I was impressed by that nonsense, Dana.

DANA_SAD: Nonsense? I just laid my heart out for you.

DANA_SAD: That genuinely hurts to hear that.

PLAYER_SAD: Well, maybe you should have tried a little harder.

That speech was okay

PLAYER_IDLE: I mean, you did okay, I suppose.

DANA_SAD: Just okay? I was laying my heart out for you.

PLAYER_IDLE: It had good points and low points. I just expected a little more from you.

DANA_IDLE: Well, it was my first attempt. I’m sure I can develop in the language of love.

Your phone pings.

DANA_FLIRTY: Last but not least.

You read out the text.

LITEXT: {0}, it’s time to make your declaration!

You step forward and take a deep breath. All eyes are on you.

Dana stands in front of you.

PLAYER_IDLE: Dana, what can I say about you?

You’re physically perfect

PLAYER_HAPPY: You have the body of a Goddess.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And I can’t take my eyes off you.

DANA_FLIRTY: Back at you, {0}.

You’re not my exact type

PLAYER_SAD: You might not be my exact type on paper.

DANA_IDLE: That makes sense.

PLAYER_IDLE: You do have a lot of other great qualities though.

DANA_HAPPY: Phew, that’s a relief.

Looks aren’t everything

PLAYER_IDLE: Sometimes looks aren’t the most attractive thing about a person.

PLAYER_IDLE: And even though you’re a gorgeous girl.

PLAYER_IDLE: I think your other qualities outshine the more obvious things.

DANA_HAPPY: It’s nice to know that you see me as a woman of many layers.

PLAYER_IDLE: And as I’ve got to know you I’ve realised that…

Your personality is perfect

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve never met anybody with such a wonderful personality.

DANA_HAPPY: Aw, {0}, that’s so nice of you to say.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Nobody else has the heart, the humour and the silliness that you do.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You’re everything I could’ve hoped for, and more.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And I can’t wait to fully explore our lives together.

Your personality sucks

PLAYER_SAD: Your personality leaves a lot to be desired.

DANA_SAD: Really? I get it, I’ve made mistakes.

DANA_SAD: But not exactly what I wanted to hear from a declaration of love.

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe if you work on yourself you’ll improve in that department.

DANA_SAD: Okay, {0}. I’ll try my best, I guess.

Personality isn’t everything

PLAYER_IDLE: Sometimes personality isn’t the most obviously attractive thing about a person.

PLAYER_IDLE: It can take years to see their true personality.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think your other qualities will do for now, and we’ll see how things develop.

DANA_HAPPY: I’m down for that. Let’s see how our personalities grow together.

PLAYER_IDLE: And, through it all I’d say that…

I’m loved up

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m feeling well and truly head over heels.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wouldn’t want it any other way.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wouldn’t want to share my heart with anybody else.

DANA_HAPPY: And neither would I.

The other Islanders swoon and applaud your speech.

I’m up for a laugh

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve realised that this should all be about fun.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve been through so much drama in this villa, I just want a bit of fun now.

PLAYER_HAPPY: And Dana is the person that I want to share that fun with.

DANA_FLIRTY: I couldn’t ask for anything more. A fun-filled future sounds good to me!

PLAYER_HAPPY: How’s this for fun?

You do a sexy twirl and take a bow.

The other Islanders woop and applaud.

I don’t know what I’m saying

PLAYER_IDLE: I literally have no clue what I’m talking about anymore.

DANA_SERIOUS: What?

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m kind of just rambling at this point.

PLAYER_SAD: I don’t really know how to finish my speech.

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess I’ll just let it… end.

You finish your speech with a bow. The other Islanders clap awkwardly.

You give Dana a hug. As your bodies press together, you realise you’ve still got the plastic ring in your possession.

As Dana looks into your eyes, you suddenly have a wildly romantic idea.

You could put the ring to proper use by asking Dana to marry you.

Propose to Dana!

You drop to one knee and hold out the plastic ring.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Will you marry me, Dana?

NARRATOR: Wow, {0} really committed to her declaration of love by popping the big question!

NARRATOR: A declaration hasn’t caused such a surprise since I declared to customs that I was going to work in a shed for the summer.

NARRATOR: I always overshare. But has {0} just overshared?

NARRATOR: Or is she about to share an engagement with her partner?

NARRATOR: Find out next time on Love Island!

Don’t propose to Dana

A phone pings.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: I’ve got a text!

KAT_SURPRISED: Read it out then!

LITEXT: Islanders, please gather round the firepit. It’s time to crown the winner of this year’s Love Island! {0}WinnerTakesItAll {1}LoveOrMoney

NARRATOR: It’s finally time to crown the winning couple of this year’s Love Island.

NARRATOR: In some ways, each couple are already winners for reaching the final.

NARRATOR: In another more factually accurate way, there is only one winner, and they’re about to be crowned!

NARRATOR: But will they choose love or money?

NARRATOR: Find out next time on Love Island!

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livcosmos · 2 years

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July/August Stories and Glows

What a summer am I right? No honestly where did it go? It went by so so quickly, it felt like it was actually never even here! But it was and it was one of the best summers ever, of course, it had its lows…we are talking really really lows but nevertheless, it was a life-changing summer full of wonderful experiences! While the summer was glowing we are slowly but surely approaching autumn which in my eyes is basically winter (I don’t handle weather below 20 degrees celsius pretty well!) and I hope you are all ready for it! But we can’t truly wrap up summer without talking about the amazing stories that made my summer whole this year so let's get started!

As always the struggle with what I should start is real but this time somehow the choice was a little easier because I have a new all-time favourite and I just need to start with it! I’m talking about the amazing, masterpiece that is "Where the Crawdads Sing”….just WOW! I have never read the book but now I totally get why it was so hyped! This movie is not only the best movie I saw this year it is now one of my favourite movies ever! It was so incredibly good, I have no words…I left the cinema in shock and not only because it was so good but I never ever saw that ending coming! I didn’t doubt her not even for a second! It was sooo gooood!!! Daisy Edgar Jones was absolutely incredible, I love her! To be honest she was the reason I wanted to see the movie in the first place! I loved her character, I loved her style and I loved her name, Kya is now on the list of my favourite names. OHH and Taylor’s "Carolina” as the soundtrack?!! Are you kidding me??…amazing it was stuck in my head for days and I loved it! This movie had everything, drama, it made sad, it made me angry, it made me happy and most importantly my absolute favourite it had mystery and crime! Chef’s Kiss! Stunning! Loved it! I highly recommend it!

Now that we have the best of the best out there I believe we can continue with the rest. I think I’m going to continue with the books, only because I only read a series (of 4 books for what is worth) oh no wait I’m lying I read more than that never mind, but we are moving on to this category nevertheless.

Ok single book first, I have read "Where She Went” by Gayle Forman…finally after I believe 5 years since I finished "If I stay”, I finally got around to read this and I am very glad I did! I was afraid to read this sequel because I didn’t want to see Mia and Adam broken up, I choose to live with the open ending because it was better than knowing for sure that their story ends bad. Well, thank God I changed my mind and read it because now I know for sure that everything is ok between them! It was a good book and it helped me close a chapter, it was a healing book. It was very nice to see his point of few, to see what he felt and how the accident affected him too. There were some lines in there that made me so emotional…God, to be honest, I was so convinced that they wouldn’t end up together, that I made my pace with it and it was so good to be proven wrong in the end!

Now the book series, that I will always and forever associate with the summer of 2022 ... the “Red Queen” series by Victoria Aveyard! Ahhh what can I say about this one…I have very mixed emotions about it, on one hand, I love it but on the other, it was soooo frustrating, especially at the end!!! I can’t get over the end!!!! Just can’t!!! After everything that this story put me through I can’t accept or get over that ending, it’s pure torture!!!! It’s not an ending for me I can’t accept it as one I need moreeee! AHHHH I loved the idea behind this series soooo much it had so much potential, the world-building was so good but I feel like the execution wasn’t. This could have been up there with the classics, Divergent, Shadowhunters and all that but something was missing, the special something that could have made this truly amazing wasn’t there and it frustrates me because I had so many expectations and again it had so much potential, I wanted it so bad to be up there with the classics! I have waited and waited for that BUM moment but unfortunately, it never came! The series had me hooked even though it was very slow-paced and as I was approaching the end, it was hard to let it go because I felt so emotionally attached to it even with its many flaws! The first book felt like a mix between Selection and Divergent and I really loved that, the second book was a little disappointing, I felt like nothing really happened. Book three was good again I really really enjoyed it! I believe it’s my favourite, it had the most interesting plot of the entire series with Mare being held hostage by Maven and the battle where they resecured her was the best! Book four was again a little disappointing, the ending felt so rushed after soooo much dragging out the story unnecessarily and ahhh I would have loved to see Cal’s point of view at the end too and not just Mare’s assumptions about his feelings. Ahhh...I don’t know…I loved it but I wanted to love it more and it. makes me sad that I don’t love it as much as I wanted to. All I wanted, in the end, was for Mare and Cal to be together, after all, they went through but…ahhhhh and I have to put a controversial opinion out there... I kind of Iiked Maven, he was one of my favourite characters I can’t say why because well he did some very bad things but I guess I’m kind of sharing Mare’s feelings from book 2. Oh and he really fooled me in book 1! Oh but do you want to know who I didn’t like? Cameron for some reason! I have nothing against her but the chapters from her point of view really annoyed me... ohhhhh and Iris’s chapters were soooo boring! But by the way, I have to say how much I love the names of the characters (especially Maven cough cough) they are so unique! And I appreciated that the author thanked other authors in the acknowledgement section! As I said very mixed thoughts and feelings about this one but I’m glad I read it nevertheless, because it truly was a journey!

Let’s get back to the movies and shows shall we, I have a huge list?!

Alright let’s do the Netflix movies first: "Hello goodbye and everything in between”, this was such a great movie! I cried from the beginning till the very end without stopping, it made me so incredibly emotional it was cute and ahhh, it made me realise that I should have enjoyed high school more! I loved it, I love everything that makes me feel deep emotions and this movie defiantly did!

Next on the list we have "Look both ways” starring the amazing Lily Reinhart, I loved this movie! The idea behind it was really interesting, seeing both possibilities simultaneously and leaving the ending open…it was really good!!! It was the first time where I was totally ok with an open ending! I think I wouldn’t have enjoyed the movie as much if the ending wouldn't have been open! Ohhh and I loved her style, the colour palette and OMG the fact that she was into animation…I never saw this in any movie before and I loved it!

OH and of course, the movie everyone seemed to talk about this summer: "Purple Hearts”! I love Sofia Carson, I love her voice, I love her music, I liked the songs in this movie and I loved Cassie’s style and attitude but other than that…I mean yes it was a good movie and I shared a tear here and there but I wasn’t like WOW, you know? I get the hype and it was good but it wasn’t amazing for me!

The next movie category is Disney movies or better say movies on Disney plus! First things first I know it’s embarrassing to say this but I have never watched "High School Musical 3” before…I know shame on me but now I finally did and again the whole high school is ending topic really got to me, it made me very emotional and I was sad while watching it. I have to say though that "High School Musical 2” is still my favourite!

Next on the list we have "10 things I hate about you” another classic I never got to see before and I really liked it! I had a great time watching it and I just love the late 90s early 00s vibes! If I may say so it is my favourite time period!

I also watched "Black Swan”, it creeped me out a little, to be honest, and it was a little disturbing but it was also very interesting from a psychological point of view and I loved the 2009 vibes!

We also have a few Pixar movies on the list that I have been wanting to watch for a long time, starting with "Luca” which was very cute, I loved the "Silencio Bruno” scene so much and I loved the Italian vibes! God, I love Italy!!!

I also watched "Encanto”, I had such high expectations for this one because everyone was talking about it...it kind of let me down a little. I loved the music, I love the story and all the gifts every family member had but like…I get the moral of the story that you are enough and don’t need a gift in order to be special but I was very frustrated about Mirabel not getting a gift and the moral would have only made sense to me if the others wouldn’t have got their powers back at the end! I'm just saying!

"Turning Red” is next, it was nice and it had some funny moments and I really enjoyed that one song from the boy band but like Billie Eilish and Finneas wrote it so it had to be good!

Before we go into what you all have been waiting for, meaning the Marvel section I still have some movies left but we are going to them in a lightning round so let's go:

"Bullet Train”, Brad Pitt’s new movie, I had a great time watching it, it was very funny! The humour made it for me!

”House of Gucci", I love Lady Gaga but this movie was very disappointing! I thought it was going to be about fashion and the story behind Gucci but it was all about business and I don’t know...it wasn’t really my cup of tea!

"Venom 2”, well to be honest I don’t remember much from it, it was ok, I think I liked it more than the first one. It was nice but nothing Wow!

I can’t post this without saying anything about "Riverdale” I’m sorry! I know I say this every single time but I can’t get over Jug and Betty not being together every episode breaks my heath even though I do like Tabitha! Anyhow what I actually wanted to say is, that I love the potential for the next season, I love the 1950’s vibes and I love that they are teens again! And just putting it out there even though it is very unlikely, I hope Jug and Betty get back together!

Ok, that’s that we have finally made it to the long-awaited Marvel section…what should I start with? I believe I have to start things off with "Thor Love and Thunder”, I enjoyed it, I had a good time, it was funny it was emotional and I loved it but "Thor Ragnarok” still is my favourite Thor movie! Oh but I loved that we finally got an explanation of what happened between him and Jane and why they broke up!

Now I have finally watched "Spiderman No Way Home”, I was sooooo hyped for this movie I wanted to watch it sooooo bad, I have only heard great things about it so I was all in for it… now I have absolutely adored seeing all three Spidermans' together, that was the best part of the whole movie! Oh and Andrew saving MJ OMG I cried, that was very emotional! And I’m happy the bad guys were healed but like ahhhh the movie was very frustrating, Peter aka Tom whom I love very much.... ahhhh made me so angry!!! If he would have listened to Dr Strange…to anyone really, all of that mess wouldn’t have happened!! I don’t know, I liked it but it was very frustrating!

Next on the list, we have "Loki”... absolutely stunning, I can’t wait for season 2! I love Loki, I love Tom Hiddleston, I loved the story... I just loved it, it was amazing!!!! And it kind of gives me hope that he maybe, just maybe is still alive!

OMG "Wanda Vision”, is another absolutely stunning series…I loved it so much!!! It would have made way more sense to watch it before "Dr Strange and the Multiverse of Madness” because I would have understood what happened to her better, how she became the Scarlet Witch but it was soooooo good nevertheless!!! I loved that each episode was in a different time period, I loved the mystery and it was very interesting to discover how all of that was happening and who was behind it! The first three episodes were a little slow but after that, it got very very intense! I loved it and please let Wanda still be alive!

And so we almost made it to the end, we only have one more movie left: "The Eternals”, I hate to end this on a sad note but I didn’t like this one! It was very slow, I didn’t quite understand what was actually happening and I don’t know…I had great expectations for it and it didn’t live up to them, unfortunately! To be honest I was waiting the whole time for the after credits so that Harry Styles would show up! I hope the sequel is better but it has to be since my good old Harold plays a bigger role in. it!

And with that we have finally reached the end, thank you so much for reading, all the best and till next time! Happy autumn everyone!!!!

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vickisventures · 2 years

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It's the Final Countdown

"We're leavin' together, But still it's farewell, And maybe we'll come back...It's the final countdown..." by Europe

I know I’ve gone radio silent since May. As was the case last year, this job at DigiKey is a doozy. We just don’t have a lot of time for “extras.” The only excitement we have had is going to see the new Top Gun movie, playing putt-putt golf, and the occasional trip to Grand Forks to eat at Pizza Ranch! We did go to the fair when it was in town. We were shocked to find they didn’t have FOOT LONG corn dogs. Is that a Texas thing? We had to get normal sized ones. (Sigh) They had 2 barns filled with animals which were fun to see. It was like a huge petting zoo. You don’t see that at fairs much nowadays. They also put on a nice fireworks show the first night of the fair, so that made up for the lack of fireworks on the 4th of July.

We only have 6 days of work left for a total of 44 hours. Not like I’m counting or anything. Ha! In general, it has gone better than last year. For one thing, we aren’t newbies and the job has been more manageable due to that previous experience. The other thing is we haven’t moved from bay to bay like last year…or maybe I should say, I haven’t moved. Steve didn’t move quite as much as I did last summer. Steve and I have both stayed at our bays the whole time. We have even gotten to know several employees pretty well and I think people see us as hard workers and an asset to the area we work in. I even went a whole month without a single repick (when you messed up an order by either an overage or shortage or poor packing) which is hard to do. I have gone downhill since then… Steve’s bay mate started out a bit hostile, but he won her over with his work ethic. My bay mate, as I mentioned in my last blog, is definitely cray-cray. I have only put up with her shenanigans because I knew my job was short lived. I could NOT work with her for long term. She thinks I don’t know what she does, but I do. She watches the pick labels and knows when a bad one is coming up and she either intentionally slows down so I get stuck with it or she conveniently has to go to the bathroom. It is amazing. She talks non-stop even when it’s obvious I’m trying to count or concentrate on a pick and she doesn’t even stop if I walk away. There’s more but I don’t have the time to mention it all. Today Steve and worked some overtime (on our day off) and her not being there was a blessing. It was so quiet and peaceful. I also got a lot done! I hate to be unkind, but she needs God about as much as anyone I know. I tried to be a “light” to her and Steve says that she sees that I’m “different.” I hope so, because it has taken every bit of patience that I gained as a teacher to “turn the other cheek” when I really wanted to get her back by playing her same games. I can’t say I have been a saint but she actually thinks we are friends, so I guess I did something right.

DigiKey had a safety day and gave us an extra 15-minute break so we could attend. The police had 2 simulators in the parking lot. I “made” Steve try out both of them. One (in the photo above) replicated what it would feel like to roll your vehicle with a seatbelt on. The other had your hitting a wall going 15 miles per hour with a seatbelt. Both were designed to show the value of wearing a seatbelt. Glad we always buckle up! Steve also won a gift card to a local restaurant. Score!

We took our RV into Fargo in June and, thankfully, they fixed the leaking bedroom slide.

We have had soooo much rain while we’ve been here, we really didn’t need a leak. It didn’t even cost us all that much and they got it done that day. We have enjoyed some beautiful days where I wanted to skip work and just sit outside all day, but as I mentioned, we have had a ton of rain. I have been hearing about the heat wave a lot of the country has been having, but we have escaped that and have only had a few really hot days. It is a different summer than when we were here last year. We have had more humidity and more clouds. I’m not really sure which summer is more normal for this area. We were so worried that the rain would bring out the huge mosquitos we have heard about but they must spray well here. I hate to jinx it, but I have not seen a single mosquito the whole 3 months we’ve been here. They may find us in Michigan or in the Smokies but maybe we’ll get lucky again!

We leave next Saturday for the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. This type of traveling is new to us so I’m not really sure how we’ll do with our budget. I know we have to watch our dining out but it’s hard when you are on the road.

We have another trip planned, for 2023. We put down a deposit on a Hawaiian cruise leaving out of California for 15 days. We had planned on booking a cruise but the places most cruises (that depart from California) stopped at didn’t excite me. We have never been to Hawaii so we decided we would pay a bit more and be gone a bit longer in order to check out Hawaii via cruise ship. That, I can get excited about. We plan to finish working mid-April, leave our rig at the resort in Arizona while we take the cruise, and then go back to Arizona, pack up and head out for wherever our next summer leads us. We saw a job in Colorado that piqued our interest, but otherwise we have no idea what we want to do. They did say they will most likely be looking for help again at DigiKey next summer, but I think we are ready for something new.

We will try to take lots of pictures on our trip and I will try to blog about our experiences. I am excited about using our recreational vehicle for some recreation!

#workcamping

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I’ll never be able to life the life I want.

I’ve never explicitly wrote about this topic, because it’s too shameful. As much as I don’t want to, I teeter on the edge of coming to terms with my sexuality. I don’t want to admit it because of the lasting implications. And I wonder if I ever publicly will.

I won’t ever meet someone and be able to have a mutual attraction. That’s not simply pessimism, it is a heavy reality. I have tried apps (much to my own chagrin), and I’ve put myself out there too many times to count in as incognito a fashion as I can. Because I have never been freely out. And perhaps that’s just not attractive. Of course too, perhaps I’m just not attractive.

It was a chance Grindr message, we were both working at Inova at the time. The first encounter with Chris was a talk over boba. I think the next time was watching Joker. I didn’t know what the best way to go about it was, so it started ambiguous and as “nothing serious.” It culminated in 2-3 hookups. That was when I was first beginning to experiment, so I was definitely subpar. I ended up contacting him less (out of courtesy) when he shared that he had started talking to someone else at the time. In any case, I figured it was at least appropriate to remain cordial as simply just another friend. When I was back home during my month off post-M1, I reached out to him again. The door I know was closed since a while ago. To my surprise he did respond. And we met up for a 2-hour conversation over boba. He’s still dating, and I knew nothing would really change that; I wonder why I messaged him in the first place.

But the more serious opportunity was with AJ. A chance match on Tinder. I still saved our initial chats till now... as pathetic as that may be. First meeting was Kung Fu Tea. The next was Lotte, then to Jangwon. I remember getting pho in Reston. And also Thai food in some area that I don’t actually remember, but it was around his dad’s place. By this time I was less rusty and each hookup was hopefully better than the last. I was on the fence about staying over when he invited me, but I’m glad I did. And then suddenly longer delays between chats. I wondered if I had said something different or wrong. I pondered a lot what may have changed. It was the only stretch of time I had ever talked to someone every day; and then suddenly nothing. As much as I couldn’t understand, he did eventually get back to me saying that he decided to get back together with his ex. Maybe it’s just a combination of my inflated 눈치 or naïvety... out of anyone I’ve met, that was the closest it ever felt like to dating someone. Of course, it was not a real relationship in that sense. But in hindsight I really wanted it to be. For the first time in my life I felt inexplicably wanted, albeit just for those dear 6 weeks. In the end, maybe a fling was all it ever was? I finally made the move to start school. The next time was a summer phone call. A few short convos here and there. Getting to see him again when I was back home for the holidays. His relationship he told me was open. Getting to sleep together again was something I didn’t realize I could miss so much. Another opportunity to reach out, just before starting M2. Drove to D.C. to meet up after his shift, got to visit his current digs in Arlington. Another magical night. While I really hoped it could be different, I knew that it was temporary but I wanted to be there anyways. Another message sent, he did reply he’d be okay with catching up. A few days past, and I followed up again to no response as of yet. And I get it, I really do. I just... wish things were different. I wish we could have crossed paths earlier in life. I wish I was more impactful, charismatic, a more lasting part of your life.

But I will never be. In anyone’s life I think. Because my circumstance won’t allow it. If I go against the grain, I’ll lose too much. Maybe I’d rather lose myself before that occurs. If I make it to graduation, I’ll still be single. Whether I move here or there, I’ll be alone. It’s frankly embarrassing to be on this trajectory. The older I get, the faster I seem to be spiraling down. I hate to be born with this inclination. I hate that others will look down on me should I ever yield to the pressure. I hate that I will never have the courage to express the way I feel inside. I hate that my parents harbor only disgust to my abnormality. I hate that the church rejects me before I reject them. I hate my passivity, even when it’s the only thing stopping the already too thin threads from breaking. This is the lot I’ve been given but I don’t know for how much longer I’m okay with it.

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lipstickstainz · 3 years

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five times - s. r.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader Summary: A collection of the times Spencer says “I love you” without saying it, and the one time he actually does. Warnings: tooth rotting fluff Word Count: 2k, it’s a short one A/N: happy new year guys! since you wanted this to be fluffy, here it is! hope you enjoy! gif not mine.

Spencer didn't know what he had been expecting when Hotch had announced to the team that they would have young additions. He had assumed that the newcomer would be pretty serious so that he would be taken seriously, and that he would be very reserved at the beginning to get to know the team first and not offend anyone. But he definitely wasn't expecting you.

On your first day, you showed up to work in a knee-length summer dress and high Converse, which threw him off right from the start. While JJ and Emily always wore something office appropriate, you didn't seem to mind catching everyone's eye. With an infectious confidence and a big smile on your face, you introduced yourself to the others. While most of the team looked at you as if you were from another star - except for Penelope Garcia, of course, she was incredibly happy to finally know another colorful bird in the midst - Spencer liked that you stayed true to yourself. No matter what anyone else thought of you.

You went through life with an ease that was quite atypical of your profession. It almost reminded Spencer of Garcia, but only almost. You didn't have to look away when someone showed you photos of dead bodies. He sometimes caught himself worrying that the job would eventually take away your cheerfulness.

"'DO NOT TOUCH' would probably be a really unsettling thing to read in braille“, you said as you sat in the bullpen. Your desk bordered his, so Spencer only had to look up from his files to give you an amused look.

"Where did you come up with that?", he asked, a smile curling his lips.

You shrugged before looking at him. "I don't know. But it would be pretty disturbing, wouldn't it? How fortunate that it can't happen to me."

Spencer tilted his head. "Because you're not blind?"

"Because I can't read braille“, you replied with a grin, and he laughed out loud, drawing everyone's attention. Spencer smiled briefly at them and motioned for them to turn back to their work so you could continue talking undisturbed.

He leaned a little in your direction before whispering to you.

"Your head must be a wonderful place to live in."

It was incredibly loud and the air was too stuffy to be able to grasp a clear thought. But maybe it was just the alcohol the bartender was pouring out like Penelope had certain nicknames regarding Derek. But it also seemed to be Garcia's goal to get the entire team drunk on her birthday. She had round after round coming to your booth, repeating "one of you is dancing on the table today" several times. You were sure it would be Penelope herself. Or JJ.

You were enjoying yourself with Emily on the dance floor of the club. You were incredibly warm, which was probably 75% due to the alcohol you had already drunk. You were wearing tight jeans and a backless, loose top, and yet your skin was so hot that the clothes almost stuck to you. At first you had worried that Emily and you were too different to become friends, but one day she showed up on your doorstep after an exhausting case and stayed all night. It had bonded you together.

In a quiet moment, you looked to the others and Derek raised an arm, signaling you were ready for the next round of shots. You grabbed Emily's arm and, singing, you squeezed through the crowd toward the table.

"If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends“, you sang, and you dropped into the empty seat next to Spencer, who looked at you with amusement. "Make it last forever, friendship never eeeend“, you sang on, leaning back in Spencer's direction without touching him. When he tried to put his arm around you to pull you close, you pushed him away. "I'm sweaty and sticky, Spence. I don't think you're into that."

But Spencer reached for your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours before pulling you onto his lap. His breath brushed your face and you smelled the alcohol in it. "I don't care. I love touching you."

"There's a documentary about the formation of the universe and black holes in theaters tonight“, Spencer said. The team was on its way back from a case in Dallas, and while the others were resting or listening to music, you two were playing chess. Not that it was fair, but you liked the challenge and Spencer finally had someone to play with again. "I was wondering if you would like to join me. This case has been exhausting and I think we could use a distraction." He asked without looking up from the chessboard. His face turned glowing red, which you didn't notice because you were trying not to go checkmate in three moves.

You moved your queen before you looked at him. His shoulders were tense and he was breathing shallowly. Spencer bit the inside of his lower lip nervously. "I'd love to“, you smiled, and at your reply he seemed to visibly relax.

Spencer picked you up at home after you showered and got ready. You were wearing jeans and a loose sweater. Up until that point, Spencer had been sure you couldn't get any more beautiful, but when you hugged him with a sparkle in your eye and a warmth in your smile, he wasn't sure anymore.

"Origin of the universe and black holes?", you assured yourself as you stood outside the movie theater. Spencer nodded, his hands buried in his pants pockets. You smirked. "You have to promise me one thing, though."

"And that would be?", he asked as he paid for the tickets and put yours in your hand. You smiled at him.

"You have to promise me that you will tell me every one of your clever thought processes. I want to hear every comment you make, all right? Even if people around us complain."

It was the second time Spencer and you had done something together outside of work, and you enjoyed his company very much, which of course was partly because you'd had a crush on him ever since he'd once explained something to you about his case that you hadn't understood. Spencer had explained it to you as well as he could, and when you thanked him afterwards, he didn't know what hit him. No one cared about his clever anecdotes or explanations, and the fact that you had even thanked him for it made his heart beat faster. Just as it did now.

Spencer looked at you, pleased. "We're the only ones at the movies, Y/N. No one's going to complain."

"Then you can explain everything I don't understand at your leisure."

You entered the movie theater and took your seats. He handed you the packet of popcorn. "You are my partner in crime. You are my favorite person."

"The exhibit was very interesting“, you said as you left the museum. It hadn't been your first visit, but visiting it with Spencer was a very different experience. You liked that he had something to say about most of the exhibits. "Thank you for being here with me."

Spencer smiled down at you. "Well, actually, I asked you to go here with me. So I have to say thank you."

"But I wouldn't have been here tonight if you hadn't asked me. So, thanks for that."

Your apartment wasn't far away, and with each step you hoped the evening wouldn't end just yet. As you stood in front of your apartment complex, Spencer nervously stepped from one foot to the other. "I had a really nice evening“, he confessed.

"Me too." If you didn't want the evening to end now, you had to take the plunge. "I'd never been on a date to a museum before."

Spencer's eyes widened and for a moment you feared you had misinterpreted everything. The looks, the stories and the touches. But Spencer stopped your train of thought. "Neither have I. Well, I had been to a museum before, of course, but it had never been dates, and I'm glad I was there with you“, he babbled, blushing, which made you smile. You liked that you could read his feelings from his face. "Um, maybe we can meet again tomorrow? For dinner? If that's not too much for you?"

You didn't answer him, but put your arms around his neck and gently pulled him down to you. In his face you searched for signs that he didn't want this, and when you couldn't find any, you gently placed your lips on his.

At first he didn't return the kiss, which you attributed to his surprise. He stiffened and it took a moment for the synapses in his brain to realize what exactly was happening. You were kissing him. And you had kissed him first. When his mind started thinking again, his hands settled on your waist and he pulled you a little closer to him to deepen the kiss. When you broke away from each other, he had a gleam in his eyes.

"I recorded a short film about quantum physics that was on TV“, you whispered, opening your eyes while he kept his still closed. "If you like, you can come upstairs with me and we can watch it together."

The short movie played as background music while you sat on your couch and kissed until your lips were swollen and your lungs were gasping for air.When he broke away from you for a moment, all he could do was whisper. "I'm addicted to you."

You had tried to keep your relationship a secret, and had failed miserably.

It had taken a psychopath, a hostage, and an explosion for you to fall into each other's arms and for Spencer to kiss you stormily in front of the team. His fingers dug into your skin and would surely leave bruises, but you didn't care. You had escaped the explosion by a hair and Spencer couldn't help but thank all the gods and pull you close to him as you stood in front of him.

"I thought you had been in the building“, he breathed as he gently pushed you off of him to look at you. "I thought I'd lost you."

A tear rolled down your cheek, which he wiped away with his thumb. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Spence." He pressed another kiss to your mouth before someone cleared their throat. The team stood just a few steps away from you, watching you, which was pretty embarrassing. Except for Hotch, everyone looked pleased and delighted, but you also didn't miss Hotch pressing a bill into JJ's hand.

"That's why you didn't want to go on that blind date I set you up with“, Derek grinned, putting a brotherly arm around Spencer's shoulders. "Pretty boy has a girlfriend."

Nothing ever felt so good as sharing a bed with Spencer after that day. You were half on top of him, he had his arm wrapped around you, and your legs were tangled under the covers. His fingers stroked your bare back and yours danced across his chest. He took a deep breath.

"Are you all right?", you asked, looking at him.

He swallowed. "I know we haven't been together that long and it's probably way too soon, but I almost lost you today and I can't keep it to myself any longer." Gently, he pushed you off of him and propped himself up on his elbow so he had to look down at you. "You're not just my favorite person, Y/N. You inspire me every day and you complete me in every way. You are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with." He put his hand to your cheek and you snuggled against his warm skin. "I love you, Y/N."

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None of Your Business

Pairing— Jung Hoseok x reader

Genre— SMUT, enemies to lovers au, business/professional life au, slight angst, slight fluff, mutual pining bc im a slut for that

Warnings— inappropriate workplace behavior, explicit unprotected sex, face sitting, slight biting, one (1) butt slap, dirty talk, swearing, switch!Hoseok, Hoseok being a god damn nuisance, (also I’m not a business person so if you are and I state inaccurate/dumb things I apologize in advance)

Word Count— 8.9k

Summary— You have a shot at attaining a huge promotion at your company. The only problem standing in your way is the same one that annoyed you in college. Jung Hoseok. How will you manage to spend an entire weekend at a conference juggling impressing your supervisors while simultaneously battling Hoseok?

A/N— This super cool banner was made by the one and only @kimtaehyunq, thank you so much! Please let me know what you guys think. Feel free to leave a comment or send an ask!

The business world has always been mercilessly cutthroat; that’s one of the first things business students learn when they enter college. The competition to get an internship at a top company was fierce. Recruiting has to start at least a year in advance if you even want to give yourself a chance.

Luckily for you, you were the top student in your program. Well, one of the top students. Over the past four years, your position had been flip flopping with some surprisingly competent bonehead who annoyingly plagued your life.

“Excited to be graduating this semester, ___?” an all too familiar voice interrupted your studying.

“Excited to graduate as top of the class? Yes, of course,” you replied coldly.

“Top of the class? That’s a little presumptuous, don’t you think?” the handsome boy sat on your table.

“I think it’ll be pretty much set in stone after this last final,” you returned your attention to your notes.

“Well, even if you’re number one, I think experience matters a lot in this field,” the boy refused to leave you alone.

“Then it’s a good thing I did an internship with one of the top companies over the summer,” you glared at him.

“Oh yeah, how could I forget about the internship that you stole from me?” the boy pouted.

“I was obviously more qualified. And how could you say that when you stole my opportunity to go on a study abroad trip with my favorite professor last Spring Break? I’m still furious that he chose you over me solely because you were sleeping with his daughter,” you retorted.

“That was a coincidence! I don’t know how many times I need to tell you that,” he tried to defend himself.

“Whatever. Do me a favor and leave me alone, Hoseok. Hopefully today will be the last time I’ll ever see you.”

“That’s kind of sad to think about. Who else will get under my skin and annoy me every time they open their mouth?” Hoseok bantered, “Also, I told you to call me Hobi.”

“That would imply that we’re on friendly terms. I don’t like lying, Hoseok.”

“Fine. Good luck on that last final. See you around,” Hoseok hopped off the table and patted your head.

“Don’t touch me,” you grumbled as he walked away.

That was five years ago.

The company that you interned with gave you a job offer immediately after graduation. Quickly moving up through the ranks proved to be an easy feat since your tenacious nature made you the ideal employee.

You were currently waiting outside of the CEO’s office. Seconds felt like hours as you mindlessly bounced your leg. It was eerily silent, and all you could hear were the click clacks of the receptionist’s keyboard as she worked. You looked around at the bleak décor that was a sorry excuse for modernism as you racked your brain. Were you in trouble? Did something happen? You were summoned up for a meeting but had no clue what it was going to be about.

Once you were finally called in, you were greeted by both the CEO and VP of the company.

“___, please take a seat,” the CEO politely smiled, “As you know, I am getting old. I am unmarried, so therefore I have no one to oversee the company after I’m gone. The executive council and I have been looking for people to fill my shoes. Or at the very least, take a seat on the executive council if one of them were to take my place.”

“Your numbers have been exceptional this month,” the VP chimed in, “And every month prior. After much deliberation, your name has been cast into the lot.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Being a member of the executive council at your age was almost unheard of.

“There is one other candidate that has also been hand selected at the other branch. You both are to attend a conference in which you will mingle with executives from other companies. There will also be a time in which you will pitch an idea to me on how to make this company better,” the CEO continued when he saw your loss for words.

“First and foremost I would like to thank you for this opportunity. I will do my best to live up to your expectations,” you bowed to show your gratitude.

“Perfect. The conference is in two weeks. I believe that should give you ample time to prepare your presentation,” the VP shook your hand.

After shaking hands with the CEO, you turned to leave. However, something was nagging you.

“May I ask who the other candidate is?” you inquired.

“Jung Hoseok from the northern branch,” the VP answered without missing a beat.

“Ah,” your brain exploded.

“Do you know him?” the CEO asked.

“We went to college together. I know of him,” you said curtly.

“Well you’ll finally get your chance to meet him. I’ve heard he’s very popular with the ladies at his branch. That’s not pertinent to his skills; however, you can’t blame an old man for wanting to know the gossip of his own employees,” the old man chuckled.

“Of course,” you smiled politely as you excused yourself from the office.

Jung Hoseok? That douchebag? Just your luck to run into him again (to fight for the next step in your career no less!). You think back on all the run ins you had with him during your collegiate days. Nothing but irritating memories of the two of you competing for the top spot came to mind.

Whatever. It didn’t matter who the other candidate was. You had to get to work and come up with a brilliant plan that will impress the CEO. You brushed the thought of Hoseok aside. It had been a couple of years, maybe he wouldn’t even remember you. There’s no need to stress out over something so trivial.

The weekend of the conference had finally arrived. You were instructed to travel together with Hoseok. You waited alone at the airport terminal. If you were lucky, Hoseok wouldn’t show up at all. You weren’t.

“___!” Hoseok called out your name in a sing songy voice.

“Hello Hoseok. Glad to see you haven’t changed,” you were already irritated.

“How are you? It’s been so long. You look great!” he went in for a hug but you turned away.

He stood awkwardly with his arms in the air for a second until he bounced back. He took the seat next to you and began chatting. You answered his list of questions apathetically.

“Did I do something to offend you?” Hoseok finally asked.

“I just think it’s funny that even after all these years, I still have to compete with you,” you retorted.

“Still hung up on that? It doesn’t even matter anymore. We got good jobs and now we’re here. Together! Isn’t that cool?”

“No, not at all. Although I guess it will be nostalgic coming out on top once again,” you smirked.

“Your competitive nature always amused me. You’re so cute when you lose,” Hoseok teased.

“I never lost to you,” you gasped.

“That’s not what that one study abroad trip with Professor whatshisname says,” he cooed.

“Professor Namjoon! You knew he was my favorite, you prick. At least I graduated as top of the class with honors,” you argued.

“My GPA was off by thousandths of a point. That doesn’t really bother me. But I’m glad you have something that makes you happy,” Hoseok shrugged.

‘This is gonna be one long fucking weekend’, you thought.

The flight was short and pleasant since Hoseok left you alone. You wanted to see as little of him as possible during this trip. You intended to get that promotion no matter what.

After the plane landed, the two of you made your way to the hotel that was hosting the conference.

“Hi, last name ___ and Jung?” you smiled at the hotel concierge.

“Ah yes, you guys are here for the business conference?” the concierge asked.

“Indeed we are!” Hoseok chimed in from behind you.

“Alrighty, I got you guys all checked in. Enjoy your stay!” the concierge handed you a singular set of keys.

“Oh, I’m sorry, there must be a mistake. We’re in two separate rooms,” you politely tried to hand back the keys.

“The reservation is for a singular suite,” the concierge explained.

“Probably cheaper that way,” Hoseok reasoned while nodding.

Your fake smile faltered for a second. How the hell are you supposed to spend an entire weekend sharing a room with the most despicable person on the planet?

At least the hotel itself was grand. There was no way you’d ever be able to afford to stay in such a swanky place. The lobby was decorated with ornate marble pillars that were laced with gold trimmings. It even had a fancy fountain in the middle to greet incoming guests, which you thought was a bit overkill.

“Excited to sleep with me, princess?” Hoseok teased, obviously picking up on your annoyance.

“Fuck off. Stay the hell away from my bed and my things,” you spat.

“Who’s to say that you won’t be able to stay away from my bed?” he smirked.

“You wish,” you rolled your eyes as the elevator finally stopped on the top floor.

You led the way to your shared suite with Hoseok. The trip was exhausting; you couldn’t wait to take a nap on your large luxurious bed that was probably topped with Egyptian cotton (one can dream).

You immediately dropped your bags on the side of the room and flopped onto the bed, shutting your eyes.

“Interesting,” Hoseok said.

You ignored him.

“Very interesting,” he continued.

“What? What is so interesting?” you sat up and glared at him in frustration.

“Take a quick glance around the room,” he suggested.

Your heart sank, “No fucking way.”

You loved this trope in fanfics, but in real life? Fuck no, not with this asshole. Yes, there was only one luxurious king sized bed in the room.

“Well, looks like you're going to sleep on the floor,” you smiled sweetly at him.

“The bed is huge, we can definitely share,” Hoseok argued.

“I think the fuck not,” you dropped back onto the bed, “I’m sure you’ll whore your way into someone else’s bed each night anyway.”

“I don’t think I need to, not when I’m already sharing a bed with you,” he flirted.

“Bite me, Hoseok,” you sighed, not in the mood for a tit for tat.

“Are you into that? I’d happily oblige,” he responded as he sat on the other side of the bed.

“I’m afraid that’s confidential information that you are not privy to,” you huffed, turning away from him.

“Are you really going to make me sleep on the floor?” he asked quietly.

“Would you listen to me if I said I wanted you to?” you were curious to know.

“Look, I’ll admit that I can be an asshole, but I’m not a creep. If you’re really not comfortable with sharing a bed with me I’ll sleep on the floor. All I’d ask of you is to spare me a pillow.”

There was a short silence as you mulled over your options.

“Fine, we can share the bed. But I demand a pillow divider to be set between us,” you caved.

“Wahoo! Thank you so much for your generosity, ___. Do you want to use the bathroom to get ready for bed first, or shall I?” Hoseok celebrated.

“I’ll get ready first,” you lazily rolled off the bed and trudged to the bathroom.

You were so tired that you missed hearing Hoseok’s soft chuckle as he watched you stumble to the bathroom. He patiently waited for you to finish before it was his turn to get ready for bed. You were sound asleep by the time he was done.

The blankets were haphazardly sprawled out on your side of the bed. One leg was under the covers while the other was completely exposed. Your mouth was agape with a bit of drool seeping out, and your shirt lifted up to expose some of your tummy.

Hoseok smiled at the sight. Never in a million years did he think he’d ever be lucky enough to see you like this. He pulled down your shirt in an attempt to make you look decent, but there was nothing he could do about your drooling. He tucked you into the sheets properly, making sure that the blankets covered you up to your neck.

He settled into his side of the bed. You forgot to put up the pillow divider. Hoseok stared up at the ceiling, unable to sleep. He turned over to face you in an attempt to get comfortable.

‘She looks so sweet. Almost cute,’ Hoseok thought.

He quickly brushed the thought aside. You were his rival, and have been since the first day of college years ago. He sat up and created a pillow barrier. Bickering with you first thing in the morning was the last thing he wanted.

The first day of the conference was filled with attending various meetings while attempting to make as many networking connections as possible. You got up early and left the room before Hoseok was even awake. The less time spent with him, the better.

Of course, completely avoiding him was impossible. You were to sit with your respective company during the meetings and presentations. The VP sat between you and Hoseok, while the CEO switched between sitting on either side. You were thankful for the separation, but nervous nonetheless.

The CEO would occasionally lean over to ask you questions about the presentations, and he intently listened to your responses. The VP would merely look over occasionally to give you a smile or wink; he acted more like moral support. You knew the entire weekend would practically be an interview, but you underestimated how anxiety inducing it would be.

The higher ups finally left you alone when lunchtime came around. You picked up your lunch in the hotel’s decadent ballroom that had been turned into an eating area. You scouted an empty table in the far corner of the room in the hopes of finding some peace and quiet.

Hoseok had other plans. He saw you sit down at the table and happily followed you.

“Hey there buddy!” he greeted you as he sat down.

“Shouldn’t you be networking with new people?” you rolled your eyes at him.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he retorted as he took a bite of his sandwich.

“I’ve been doing that since before you were awake. I think I deserve a break,” you replied.

“I forgot that you’re quite the hard worker. I couldn’t have asked for better competition,” he said.

“Was that a compliment?” you asked with an amused grin.

“Yeah, and it’s the only one you’ll ever get from me. Is your pitch to the CEO ready?” Hoseok inquired.

“It has been. And no, I’m not going to tell you what it is,” you proudly answered.

“Oh c’mon! Mine is ready too! You’re a damn fool if you think I’m gonna steal your idea. I’m just curious,” he pouted.

“Fine. I’ll tell you if you tell me yours first,” you offered.

“So distrustful,” Hoseok feigned offense, “Okay, so I think offering higher bonuses for working overtime would be a good start. There could even be competitive bonuses in each department for the person who gets the best numbers that month.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” you said at first, “But don’t you think that would just create more animosity between coworkers?”

“I think competition is a healthy motivation factor. It worked for me in college,” Hoseok defended his idea.

“Everyone is competitive in college. Especially in the business schools,” you argued.

“Yeah, but not everyone is you,” Hoseok stated.

“Excuse me?”

“Honestly, I probably wouldn’t be here today if you weren’t always on my ass,” he admitted, “Being your rival was kinda fun. You got flustered so easily, it was almost cute.”

“I do not get flustered easily! Plus, it was always you who was on my ass,” you huffed.

“I see that you still do,” Hoseok laughed, “But seriously. The universe brought us together again so I guess it’s telling me to thank you.”

“That’s uncharacteristically nice of you to say,” you looked away from him to hide your reddening cheeks, “You pushed me too, so thanks for that...I guess.”

“Mhm, no problem buddy. I’ll see you in the next presentation room,” he got up to leave.

“Wait Hoseok!” you called after him.

“Yeah?” he turned around quickly.

“I didn’t tell you my idea--”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to. Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s brilliant,” he winked before walking away.

The rest of the day passed by quickly. You retired to your room, exhausted from all the forced socialization. Your mind was stuck on what Hoseok said earlier. Maybe he wasn’t as big of an asshole as you thought. Perhaps you mistook a friendly rivalry for toxic competition.

You were sprawled out across the bed in your pjs when Hoseok entered the room.

“Are you gonna sleep like that?” he asked.

“You’re gonna have to forcibly remove me from your side if you want it that badly,” you replied with your eyes still closed.

“That’s fine,” Hoseok said as he abruptly rolled you over to your side.

“Hey!” you squeaked out in protest.

“It was either that, or I laid on top of you and suffocated you.”

“Hmph,” you let out a displeased noise.

“Oh my god, you’re so bratty. How old are you?” Hoseok chuckled.

“Old enough to know that you’re a meanie,” your response was muffled by the pillow you buried your face in.

“Sorry I’m a what?” Hoseok teased.

“A meanie!” you quickly got up and slammed a pillow into Hoseok, catching him by surprise.

“I’m the meanie? You just pelted me with a pillow!” he cowered away from you.

“And I’ll do it again!” you threatened.

“I don’t think so,” Hoseok suddenly lurched forward, tackling you back onto your side of the bed.

You’re both laughing at this point. Seeing Hoseok up close and personal made you realize how handsome he truly was. Had he always been this attractive? Hoseok’s cheerful laugh echoed throughout the room as he loomed over you, pinning you down.

“I’ll get off if you promise not to hit me with a pillow ever again,” Hoseok tried to say in a serious tone, but his smile betrayed him.

“Sorry, I can’t make such a ridiculous promise,” you sassed.

“God, you really are so bratty. Kinda cute, kinda naughty,” Hoseok tsked.

“There’s nothing you can do about it,” you stuck your tongue out at him.

Hoseok leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Oh, I’m sure there’s something I could do.”

That sent chills down your spine. This was perhaps the most intimate moment you’ve shared with someone in a long time.

“Keep dreaming then, lover boy,” you said. Truth be told, just that one sentence turned you on, but you couldn’t let him know that.

“As you wish,” Hoseok released you and retreated back to his side of the bed.

“Maybe you aren’t as big of an asshole as I remembered,” you chuckled.

“You thought I was an asshole?” Hoseok laughed.

“I did. Maybe I still do. Not that it matters, we’ll never see each other again after this stupid conference.”

“That’s not true,” Hoseok disagreed, “I’ll be on the executive council, so you may see me from time to time.”

“I like the confidence. Too bad it’s in vain,” you teased, “I’m going to bed. Our day starts early tomorrow.”

“Our?”

“The. The day starts early tomorrow. Just go to bed Hoseok,” your turned over to conceal the faint smile on your face. Maybe he wasn’t so bad afterall.

The second day of the conference started off as boring as the previous day. The various presenters droned on about different strategies regarding the improvement of a company with a plethora of charts and numbers to back it all up. The CEO wasn’t as talkative today to either you or Hoseok. The VP still made his reassuring gestures to you, flashing smiles and winks here and there.

“Can I see you privately after the last morning presentation?” the VP whispered to you.

“Yes, of course!” you excitedly answer. Currying the VP’s favor may come in handy later.

After the last presentation, the VP discreetly led you to a vacant corner. His tone became serious as he began to speak.

“The CEO discussed his initial thoughts with me last night. I know I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but he’s currently leaning towards Hoseok,” he explained.

The news made your heart sink.

“I’d rather see you on the executive council, if I’m being frank. My pride is on the line since I recommended you,” his voice lowered, “However, I think there is a way to sway his opinion.”

“Which is?” you eagerly asked.

“Someone might overhear here, meet me in my room in an hour,” the VP covertly handed you his room key.

He walked away without another word. The fact that the VP was on your side gave you a faint sliver of hope. The next hour of free time was spent frantically networking while your mind was obviously elsewhere. Every now and then you heard Hoseok’s voice, and just the sound of it spurred you on to make even more connections. By the end of it, your face began to hurt from all the fake smiling.

You were standing in front of the VP’s hotel room exactly an hour after your secret rendezvous. The door opened immediately after you knocked.

“You’re extremely punctual; that’s wonderful,” the VP observed as you entered, “Make yourself comfortable.”

You scoured the room to find a place to sit. Your uneasiness must have been obvious, as the VP gestured towards the bed.

“Thank you,” you said as you awkwardly sat at the edge of the bed, “What is your plan?”

“It’s quite simple actually,” the VP sat beside you, “I just need to get to know you better. That way I can give an authentic and flawless review to the CEO.”

“So, you’re going to conduct an in-depth interview?” you asked timidly as you noticed him scooting closer to you.

“You could say that,” he voice lowered as he rested his hand on your thigh, “We have about 45 free minutes remaining. I believe you should make the most of this interview, Miss ___,” he smiled slyly as his hand began to travel upwards.

“How dare you?!” you yelled as you abruptly pushed him off of you, “I’m going to report you to HR!”

“Then say goodbye to your promotion. You really think you were chosen just because your numbers have been decent? You definitely were not the CEO’s first choice. He didn’t even know who you were. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be here,” he explained with a shit eating grin.

“Then why the hell would you even bring me up to the CEO? Just so you could try and sleep with me?” you were enraged.

“Don’t blame me for wanting some eye candy to entertain me during this god awful convention,” he smirked.

“Fuck you, you fucking pig,” you spat.

“Ohhh feisty. I like that in a girl. If you leave now, you can kiss that promotion goodbye,” the VP called out to you as you stormed towards the door.

“And you can kiss my ass, and shove that promotion up yours,” you snapped, flipping him off before slamming the door behind you.

Tears welled in your eyes as you made your way to your room. You were absolutely distraught. Had all your hard work been for nothing? Had you been nothing but a pretty sight for men to stare at for the past five years?

You entered your hotel room to find Hoseok laying on the bed. You quickly wiped away your tears; you hadn’t expected him to be there. He appeared to be taking a nap. You watched his chest rise and fall slowly as you snuck into the bathroom. You freshened yourself up to the best of your abilities. Maybe a little power nap would help calm your nerves. Too bad Hoseok was taking up the bed. Fuck.

You left the bathroom to see if maybe you could curl up in one of the corners of the bed. Luckily, Hoseok was on his side of the bed. You set a timer for half an hour and slowly crawled under the covers. Your eyelids felt heavy as you closed them.

“If you wanted to cuddle you could’ve just let me know,” Hoseok’s voice surprised you.

“Well, I don’t. Leave me alone,” you responded.

“What if I want to cuddle?” he asked.

“There is an abundance of perfectly good pillows for you to use,” you sighed, then sniffled a little.

“Are you sick?” Hoseok asked with a worried tone.

“No, I’m fine,” you answered quickly, panicking.

“___, what’s wrong?” Hoseok was sitting up now.

“Nothing, leave me alone,” you turned away.

“If you insist, I won’t push it. Just know that you can talk to me if you need to,” he offered.

You heard him get off the bed. You pulled the sheets over your head to hide your face. You cried silently as Hoseok shuffled around the room, presumably getting ready to leave. Suddenly, he pounced on you.

“Hoseok! What the fu--” you cried out as he yanked the sheets off of you.

“Surprise attack!” he gleefully exclaimed.

His expression quickly changed when he saw your tear streaked face. You looked up at him with puffy eyes. You were too exhausted to hold your cold stare. Instead, you looked away in embarrassment.

“___, what happened?” he asked softly.

“It doesn’t matter. But congrats, you basically got the promotion,” you laughed in defeat.

“You spoke with the CEO?” Hoseok was shocked.

“No, with the VP. That stupid son of a bitch. He--nevermind. I blew my chance, so the job is all yours. I am almost positive that I am unemployed now as well,” the tears returned and you couldn’t stop them.

“Hey, ___, it’s okay,” Hoseok tried to comfort you, “If the CEO didn’t tell you himself, then you can’t be 100% certain.”

“I was literally only invited because the VP tried to get in my pants!” you blurted out.

“What?” Hoseok was dumbfounded.

“He just told me that I’d have the job if I had sex with him. Can you fucking believe that? How long have I not been taken seriously? This has been so demoralizing,” you let it all out.

“Aw, c’mere,” Hoseok pulled you up and gave you a warm embrace, “What did you say to him?”

“I told him to shove it,” you sniffled against his firm chest.

“There’s the you I know. You haven’t changed a bit,” he chuckled, “We can talk to the CEO together tomorrow about this.”

“Why would you help me? The promotion is basically yours because of this,” you sighed.

“I don’t really care for it, if I’m being honest. I’m satisfied with my job now. I don’t want any more responsibilities,” he answered while stroking your hair.

“Then why are you here?” you looked up at him.

“I only agreed to come after they told me that you’d be here,” he admitted.

You didn’t know what to say. Too many things have happened in the past hour alone.

“Don’t get it twisted, I was just curious to see how you’ve been after all these years. Plus a free trip is always enticing. Getting to share a bed with you has just been an added bonus,” he smiled.

Your timer rang, causing you to break away from Hoseok’s arms.

“Guess it’s time to go to more boring meetings. Yay,” Hoseok feigned enthusiasm.

“I’m gonna stay here. There’s no point in me attending anymore,” you stated.

“Nope, you’re going. I’m dragging you with me! You gotta show the VP that he didn’t frazzle you at all. Fuck that guy. Well, not literally,” Hoseok was pulling you out of bed.

Hoseok subtly made sure that you sat between him and the CEO the entire time. You caught him giving the VP dirty looks, which made you feel a little better.

You quickly excused yourself after the last meeting and tried to make a break for your room. Unfortunately, Hoseok prevented you from doing so.

“You got a date for the banquet tonight?” he asked.

“No. It shouldn’t be too much of a problem because I’m not going. Have fun with your date though,” you shook your head.

“Who said I had a date?”

“I’m sure women were basically throwing themselves at you.”

“You’re not wrong, but I turned them all down. I have my eyes set on one gal.”

“Lucky her, I guess,” you rolled your eyes.

“Indeed. Although I still gotta ask her,” he looked around the room as if he was searching for her.

“You better hurry. Isn’t it in a couple hours?”

“Yep. Alright, here goes nothing!” Hoseok rushed off, finally giving you the chance to disappear.

You let out a sigh of relief as the elevator doors start to close. However, someone’s hand shot through at the last second. Hoseok stumbled in as the elevator doors reopened. You groaned. Why can’t you escape him?

“Did she say yes?” you asked with an indifferent tone.

“Not sure yet. Will you go to the banquet with me?” Hoseok asked.

“Fuck off.”

“Alright, well she just said no. Ouch,” Hoseok clicked his tongue.

“Wait, are you being serious?” your eyes widened.

“If the word ‘date’ threw you off, then I’m happy with going as friends,” he proposed.

“I’m flattered, but I’m really not in the mood to party with random strangers.”

“You don’t have to. Just party with me. Why would I let you be sad and mopey all alone in a hotel room when you could be drinking free booze?”

“Is the alcohol is free?”

“Duh, it’s all being charged to the company. Plus dinner is served.”

“Ok fine, I’ll go. I guess I didn’t pack that stupid dress for nothing.”

“Let’s not allow a gorgeous dress to go to waste,” Hoseok agreed.

“You haven’t even seen it,” you suppressed a smile.

“Anything can be gorgeous if you’re the one wearing it,” he winked.

“Oh, shut up,” a small smile cracked on your face.

Hoseok was the first to get ready for the banquet. He wanted your look to be a surprise so he insisted on going first. You were beginning to find his weird yet endearing antics kind of cute.

You weren’t prepared when he came out of the bathroom. You were well aware that Hoseok was a handsome guy, maybe even handsome enough to model. However, you weren’t ready when Hoseok emerged in a grey suit with his hair styled to reveal his forehead. His radiance was comparable to that of the sun, and he only shone brighter when he smiled at you.

“You look good,” you tried to act cool.

“Thank you! I’ll admit I do enjoy dressing up from time to time. But who doesn’t, am I right?” he beamed.

You nodded as you hauled your things into the bathroom. After about an hour, you were ready: fully dressed, makeup done, confidence soaring. You had forgotten how therapeutic dressing up could be.

Your dress was a deep emerald green that was elegant yet seductive. It had a side slit that flirtatiously showed off one of your legs. The neckline gracefully outlined your cleavage while still remaining on the classy side.

“Holy shit. You look amazing!” Hoseok praised you as soon as you stepped out.

“I was only trying to match you,” you said shyly, trying to hide your flushed cheeks.

“I think it’s safe to say that we’ll be the most breathtaking duo there. Shall we depart?” he extended out an arm.

The dinner started out with boring speeches by people you didn’t care to remember the names of. Hoseok elected to sit at the table furthest away from the stage, which was an excellent choice. That allowed the two of you to chat the night away in hushed voices. You both had already gone through five glasses of wine by the time the speeches were finally over.

“The dance floor is now open! Enjoy the rest of the night, and don’t forget that there’s an open bar!” the MC shouted through the mic.

The lights dimmed and a disco ball lowered in the center of the room. People began to crowd the dance floor. You laughed with Hoseok as you both observed various awkward shuffles and sways.

“Wanna dance?” Hoseok yelled over the music.

“I can’t!” you yelled back.

“I’m sure you can! Let’s go!” Hoseok didn’t wait for a reply.

He dragged you to an empty space on the dance floor. The two of you began drawing attention to yourselves as soon as you stepped out. Two beauties were dancing in the open for everyone to see. You shyly swayed to the rhythm of the music and laughed at Hoseok’s silly moves. However, Hoseok began to move in a way that was absolutely bewitching. He looked like a professional dancer with the way he commanded his body to hit every beat. Hoseok had drawn a very large crowd as people began cheering him on.

You were amazed by his stage presence. You’ve always had a thing for dancers, and he looked downright sexy. The song ended and Hoseok gave his audience a dramatic bow, awarding him deafening applause.

“I didn’t know you could dance!” you shouted when he returned to your side.

“I like to dance in my free time! Did you like it?” he shouted back.

“I’ll admit it was sexy,” you laughed.

“You think I’m sexy?”

“Maybe I do,” you winked.

You had more fun than you expected while dancing with Hoseok. He made you feel secure, so you were able to let loose. You didn’t care what you looked like, as long as Hoseok was there with you.

The night progressed and you began to feel bold. A particularly raunchy song came on, as if it were asking you to grind on Hoseok. And that’s exactly what you did. You guided his hands to your hips as you grinded into his crotch

“You sure you wanna be doing that?” Hoseok spoke into your ear with a low voice.

“Absolutely,” you replied.

Hoseok spun you around and gazed at you intimately while he brought you closer into his body. Various body parts were rubbing against each other now. The sexual tension was palpable.

Hoseok’s hands were running up and down your body, and your mouth was dangerously close to his neck. The scent of his cologne was intoxicating. You couldn’t help yourself; you leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on his neck. His low growl was an indication that he liked it, so you kissed him again with more vigor.

“You’re going to have to stop,” he scolded.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Did I overstep your boundaries?” you were embarrassed.

“Absolutely not. But I can’t fuck you out here in public now can I?” he towed you off the dance floor and made a beeline for the elevators.

Thank god no one else was in the elevator, neither of you could keep your paws off of each other. Hoseok’s hands were unabashedly feeling you up and down while his crotch was slowly grinding into yours. Your arms were wrapped around his neck as you planted kisses along his sharp jawline.

Hoseok couldn’t stop whispering naughty things into your ear during the entire elevator trip up to your shared room. His lowered voice sent chills down your spine as he expressed just how eager he was to finally have you. You felt yourself getting wetter by the second.

“I wanted to strip off that dress the moment I saw you wearing it,” he cooed, “God, I can’t wait to see how beautiful you’ll look underneath me.”

“Hoseok, do you ever shut up?” you teased with a coy smile.

“I dunno, you might have to make me,” he played along.

“Maybe sitting on your handsome face will do the trick,” you said as you nipped his ear.

“Guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

The elevator doors finally opened, and Hoseok quickly dragged you out. He immediately tore off your dress the moment the hotel room door was closed. You did him the same favor as you frantically unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his toned body.

“Why don’t you be a good boy and wait for me on the bed?” you suggested.

“Yes ma’am,” he complied, his eyes never leaving your body.

“Like what you see?” you asked, turning around slowly to fully show off the lingerie that perfectly complimented your body.

“You are so fucking sexy, ___,” Hoseok smiled in awe.

“I’m so glad you think so. You’re not too bad yourself,” you winked at him.

You finally joined Hoseok on the bed. You kiss his body from his abdomen all the way up his chest before stopping at his mouth. You took a second to relish the feeling of his plush lips against yours before he deepened the kiss with a ferocious intensity.

“Wanna try and shut me up now?” Hoseok lifted his eyebrows suggestively once the kiss broke.

“With pleasure,” you responded as you began to position yourself above him, “Wait, do you want me to take this off?” you gestured to your undergarments.

“No need,” he said before abruptly pulling aside your panties.

You slowly lowered yourself onto his face and stopped when you felt his breath on your pussy. Hoseok impatiently gripped your hips and pulled you directly onto his tongue. The sudden contact made you gasp. Hoseok didn’t waste any time getting down to business.

He flattened his tongue out to cover as much area as possible as he licked across your folds. He expertly flicked and lapped your pussy in the perfect places. Your legs began to tremble, and you had to grip onto the bed’s headboard for support.

You looked down to see the beautiful man’s face buried in your pussy; that sight alone was almost enough to bring you over the edge. Hoseok’s hands slithered their way up to your chest, where he began to twist and pull at your sensitive nipples through your bra.

“You taste--so good,” Hoseok panted out from underneath you.

“Should I get off--fuck!” you were interrupted by Hoseok sucking on your clit.

His mouth was heaven sent. Your body began to heat up and soon you lost the strength to hold yourself up even against the headboard.

You cried out as you came all over Hoseok’s face. His face was glistening with your juices as he smiled up at you. He seductively licked his lips to taste you again.

“Your turn?” you asked.

“As much as I wanna see your pretty lips wrapped around my cock, I think I need to be inside you more,” he replied as he repositioned himself.

He stripped off the rest of his clothing. You watched with admiration as more of his skin became exposed.

“You can take off the fancy underwear now,” he said once he caught you staring.

“You don’t want to see it anymore?” you fakeed a pout.

“___, you’re drop dead gorgeous in it. However, I advise you to take it off yourself because I won’t hold back. I don’t want to ruin your underwear, just you,” he replied.

Hoseok mixed in little nibbles while he kissed along your neck. Your voice dripped with bliss as you quietly moaned.

“I guess you do like being bitten, huh? What about this?” Hoseok licked your neck, causing you to squirm underneath him.

“I think I like that too,” you whispered, biting your lip.

You wriggled out of your undergarments, leaving yourself completely naked in front of Hoseok. You pull at the hem of Hoseok’s underwear, eager to see what he was packing.

You were not disappointed. Although he was well endowed, what he lacked in length was made up for in girth.

“Do you want me to use a condom?” he asked.

“I’m on the pill, and I’m pretty sure I’m clean. I haven’t been intimate in an embarrassingly long amount of time,” you admitted, blushing.

“I find that hard to believe,” Hoseok said while kissing around your face, “Since you’re so damn beautiful,” his lips found yours and led you into a passionate kiss.

His hips began to grind into yours, his dick rubbing against your bare pussy. You wrapped your legs around him, bringing him closer.

“Please don’t tease me,” you pleaded.

“What are the magic words?” Hoseok teased.

“Fuck me, Hobi,” you begged.

“Oh my fucking god,” he growled.

He slammed his hips into yours, not giving you enough time to adjust to him. The stretch was intense at first, but it soon turned into nothing but pleasure. Your euphoria grew as he rhythmically bucked his hips into you.

Hoseok spread your legs out as wide as you could go, giving him quite the erotic view that only aroused him more. You tried to stifle your moans, but were failing miserably.

“Don’t hold back baby, let me hear you. Show me how good I make you feel,” he leaned over to whisper into your ear.

You complied instantly, your moans resounding around the room. Hoseok’s position allowed him to hit you deeply with every stroke. Without a word, he pulled out of you and flipped you over onto your knees. He roughly forced your chest down, leaving your ass in the air for him.

“Your ass is so fucking fat,” he said as his hand connected with your bare skin, causing you to shriek.

He kissed it afterward while his fingers teased your clit. He realigned himself with your entrance. This new position was even better than the last. You could no longer hold in your moans even if you wanted to. Hoseok repeatedly hit your g-spot, and you could feel another orgasm welling up within you.

“Hobi, I’m gonna cum,” you cry out.

“Say that again,” he demanded.

“I-i’m gonna cum!”

“No, not that. That’s hot but call me Hobi again,” he chuckled.

“Hobi!” you said with an exasperated tone.

“Yes princess? Fuck, I’m close,” Hoseok’s movements were becoming more haphazard by the second.

“Hobi, right there oh my god keep going please,” you begged, “Hobi...ah shit!” you came undone.

It wasn’t long after until Hoseok followed suit, pulling out to cum all over your ass. He rolled off the bed to get something to clean you up with.

“How are you feeling?” Hoseok asked.

“Better. You?” you answered.

“Doing pretty well. I fucked the girl of my dreams,” he said gleefully.

“Shut up,” you playfully pushed him.

“I’m serious. I’ve adored you since college. I lived for your playful banter,” he began to explain.

“It wasn’t playful,” you interjected.

“Yeah, I know. But that’s what made it fun! All the other girls just wanted to be with me for my looks or whatever. None of them knew the real me.”

“And I did?”

“More so than most. You always pushed me to do my best. I really just wanted to be good enough for you. Kind of silly huh? I even dated that girl in an attempt to make you jealous. Which backfired since her dad was Professor whatshisface who took me on that trip,” Hoseok opened up.

“Hobi I...I’m so sorry. I was such a bitch to you back then. And now too I guess. My competitive side gets the better of me. I was always annoyed by how you were seemingly good at everything. It even irritated me that you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen in my life,” you began to apologize, “Oh, and his name is Namjoon. Professor Namjoon.”

“Thanks for reminding me. I hate to admit it but he made me a little jealous. I wanted you to praise me the way you praised him. Anyway, things can change now that everything's out in the open,” Hoseok smiled, “You’re even calling me Hobi! I’ve been dreaming about this moment.”

“Was it everything you ever hoped for?” you joked.

“You said it when you asked me to fuck you, then you said it multiple times while I was balls deep inside of you. So yeah, I would say it was everything I could’ve hoped for, if not more,” he pulled you into his chest.

The two of you continued talking for what felt like hours while cuddling. You hadn’t been this relaxed in ages. You were nearly asleep on his chest when he stroked a strand of hair from your face.

“Tomorrow will be interesting, huh?” he said softly.

“I guess I still have to pitch my idea to the CEO,” you sighed softly, “What a waste of time.”

“It’s not a waste of time if you’re gonna get the promotion,” Hoseok reprimanded.

“I already told you, I’m not. The VP will make sure that you get it. This is good for you. Don’t worry about me,” you kissed his cheek, “We should get some sleep now.”

“Alright. Goodnight, ___,” he kissed your forehead.

“Goodnight Hobi.”

“Fuck, I really love when you say that.”

It was time. Time to pitch your idea to the CEO for no damn reason. You were beyond nervous, and Hoseok could tell. He tried to ease your nerves by giving you a firm shoulder massage as you both waited to be called into a small conference room.

The VP emerged, ignoring your mean scowl, and called Hoseok in to present first. Of course he would go first, no need to waste time hearing your proposal.

It was an anxiety riddled wait. You recounted the previous day’s events, which was a mistake because that only infuriated you. The whole situation was an affront on your character, and you will not stand for it. You debated giving the VP another piece of your mind at the end of everything.

“___, you’re up,” the VP called you after Hobi finished.

“You’re gonna kill it,” Hobi encouraged you, coupled with a pat on the back.

“This is pointless and you know that,” you sighed.

Hobi shook his head in disagreement. It was heartwarming to see how supportive he was being. Maybe it was due to the fact that the job was practically his already. It doesn’t matter now.

“Good morning gentlemen,” you greet them.

“The floor is yours, Miss ___,” the CEO responded cordially.

“I’ll keep it short and simple. I propose that the best way to improve the company is to shorten work day hours and increase PTO days,” you said confidently.

“Is that it? Can you expound on that?” the VP cynically asked.

“Yes, I’m so glad you asked,” you smiled coldly, “Studies show that employees are exponentially more productive when they are happier. Not only will the company become more efficient, but the overall company atmosphere will become more positive. Interpersonal relationships between employees and bosses will improve in an appropriate professional manner,” you glared at the VP.

“That’s a very interesting take,” the CEO said thoughtfully, “Do you have any suggestions regarding the actual work that the company does?”

“No sir. The company has been thriving, so I believe that the way things are running now are proficient. However, as a company, we should always be willing to listen to our employees’ concerns,” you stated.

“You’ve brought up interesting points to the table. As an employee, do you have any concerns you’d like to express?” the CEO asked.

“There is one pressing matter that comes to mind,” you stole a glance at the VP to see him shift uncomfortably in his seat, “I firmly expect that employee/supervisor relationships should be strictly professional.”

“Are you just giving us your opinion on office romances?” the VP sneered.

“I believe that trying to use intimacy as leverage is highly immoral, if not a fireable offense,” you held your ground.

“Of course,” the CEO agreed.

“Then said employee would simply need to file a complaint with HR,” the VP dismissed you.

“What better way to get my complaint heard than speaking directly to the CEO?” you smiled sweetly, “Sir, yesterday the man sitting beside you crudely suggested that I sleep with him in order to gain the promotion. He also alluded that all of my accomplishments are for naught, and that I am purely ‘eye candy’.”

“Is this true?” the CEO asked his VP in dismay.

“Of course not. She’s grasping at straws. Look how desperate she is to get the job,” the VP quickly defended himself.

“I am not lying. I am fully prepared to be fired on the spot. I cannot continue to work at a company that allows this kind of sloppy behavior to go unpunished. Thank you for your time,” you bowed and quickly took your leave.

You released a huge sigh as soon as you were outside of the room. Hobi rushed over to your side. Suddenly, you began to laugh hysterically. Hobi looked at you nervously, obviously concerned about your mental state.

“Isn’t it so funny? All my hard work had just been flushed down the toilet by a stupid man drunk on power. I love that!” you wheezed.

“___, ___ calm down. What happened?” Hobi inquired.

You told him what just went down. A smile crept across his face as you got to the part where you put the VP on the spot.

“I wouldn’t count yourself out just yet dude,” Hoseok shrugged, “All we can do is wait.”

“Yeah, I’ll be the first one to congratulate you on your new job. Then I’ll begin my search for a new one,” you gave him a thumbs up.

The VP stumbled out of the room and angrily stomped towards the both of you.

“You fucking bitch! Who do you think you are? Do you even know what you’ve done? I know people. I’m gonna make sure your life is hell!” he yelled at you.

“That’s enough! You have been dismissed. I do not want to see your face around here again. Clean out your office on Monday,” the CEO ordered, “Would the both of you please follow me back into the room?”

You both timidly followed him, curious as to what he had to say.

“I apologize on behalf of the company for this incident. This isn’t the first time a complaint has been filed against him. Unfortunately, he always told me that they were just futile grasps for leverage and I foolishly believed him. However, his loss is your gain,” he smiled, “How would you like to be my new Vice President?”

You were agog. Hoseok’s eyes widened as he stood beside you.

“Surely there are more qualified people,” you stammered in disbelief.

“There definitely are. But none of them are what this company needs. It takes a special person to have their rival pitch all the reasons why you are a better candidate than they are,” the CEO happily nodded.

“I- he what?” you cast a surprised look at Hobi.

“Oh yes. He spent all his time highlighting your best qualities as an employee. It was quite a shock,” the CEO smiled.

“I will humbly accept your offer. Thank you so much sir, I will work even harder!” you bowed gratefully.

“That brings me to Mr. Jung. The position on the executive council is yours, if you want it,” the CEO offered.

“If the offer is unopposed, then I have no choice but to accept. I will do my best!” Hobi joined in your bowing.

“Wonderful! It’ll be refreshing to see some lively young faces at those atrocious meetings,” the CEO laughed, “Oh, and one more thing. The two of you will have to relocate to the main branch, I hope that’s okay. I look forward to working with both of you.”

You both nodded gleefully. After the CEO dismissed the pair of you, the trip back up to your hotel room was nothing but joyous. It was like you were in a dream that you never wanted to wake up from. You even pinched each other to make sure it was all real.

“I can’t believe you were advocating for me,” you hugged him.

“You deserve it. Your impressive diligence should not go unrewarded,” he squeezed you tighter, “Plus, this ended up being pretty sweet! Congratulations to both of us!”

“We need to go out to celebrate!” you wiggled.

“Yes! Let me take you out,” Hobi tackled you onto the bed.

“Where shall we go?” you playfully ask.

“Maybe we should go explore our new city together?” he suggested.

“Our?”

“Yes, our. And when I say I’m gonna take you out, I mean as a date. Because I want to date you. And have been wanting to for years,” Hoseok charismatically emphasized.

“I’m looking forward to starting this new chapter of my life with you then, Mr. Jung Hoseok,” you press your forehead against his.

“Imma be all up in your bidness girl,” he joked.

“Your business is my business now loser,” you teased back.

Looks like all that hard work had paid off, and there’s no better reward than finally being with Jung Hoseok.

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Hey lovely! Could I request a little something for Jax? It could be a headcanon or imagine, it’s up to you. But could it be about the reader is Angel and Ez’s little sister, and she’s in love with Jax?

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 {𝐇.𝐂}

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Jax Teller x Reyes!Reader

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: The emotional direction wasn’t specified so I kind of just went with what came to me, by the way, This is my very first request!!, so hope whoever sent it in enjoys ❤️

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Angst. Fluff. I also suck at simplifying things so this is another long head canon, apologies if that sort of thing bothers you all lol.

Credits to the gif maker @tragertrap

Taglist: @my-rosegold-soul @appropriate-writers-name @est1887 @xladymacbethx @elektriknachosss @queenbeered @sesamepancakes @superhoeva @witching-hour @noz4a2 @nutterbu @withmyteeth

If you’d like to be tagged for Mayans MC fics ONLY let me know!!

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It amazed Felipe at times, scared him even, at how similar you looked to your mother Marisol. The spitting image of her; a younger, but slightly taller, reincarnation. But you were your fathers child through and through. The toothless yet warm endearing smile, the sharp intuitiveness, placid nature, and just through the black center of your eyes, enough experience to cover a few lifetimes. It’s what the Reyes men feared the most, that uncanny familial trait that forces you to bury such soul crushing pain, to turn cold to things that warrant warmth. Your father has it, your brothers as well, Ezekiel more than Angel, and so do you.

You had it now, that calm, collected demeanor, as the guys brought in a bleeding Jax Teller through the entry doors of the lodge. He was barely conscious, eyes dim, limbs heavy, and blood staining all along his color drained skin and the aged leather of his kutte. If you were anyone else you’d be alarmed, startled by the amount of blood and frantic men, but you were you, having seen too many things that resembled such a scene to let even a shudder pass through you.

“Get the kit, we need you to sew him up but he’s lost a lot of blood.”, Bishop says briskly, filled with worry, and your feet move faster than your mind can comprehend, snatching the kit laying near by and pacing to the bedroom where they have Jax. His head elevated by pillows, Both Ezekiel and Angel hot on your tail waiting for you to give them directions.

There’s a poorly wrapped cloth that lays against the wound, and just as you peel it back you pressurize the wound with a gauze. “I need gloves”, you say.

Angel’s a bit taken back, the President of the Sons original charter is on the precipice of death and you’re talking about gloves. “We don’t have time for that”.

“Just get the fucking gloves Angel”, you clip. Tone harsher than it’s meant to be, but he takes no offense and moves quick for the gloves before coming back.

You’re cleaning Jax’s skin once there on, wiping away all the blood that pours from him. A needle in your hand, eyes steady. “This is gonna hurt”.

Jax is sweating, teeth clenched at the piercing sting of the needle. “You sure you know what you’re doing?”

Did he really just ask you that? “I guess we’ll just have to find out”, you deadpan.

“Y/N”, Ezekiel warns.

The situation isn’t funny, a man’s life is on the line but still, you want to laugh at the audacity. “What?! He’s got a bullet in his abdomen and he’s worried about if I know what I’m doing”.

There’s silence now, a heaviness that settles to suffocate the whole lodge it seems. A dread of existential proportions that looms like a phantom in the waning rusted gold of the setting sun. The stillness is calming as you work, slipping the fine needle through his paling skin with a frightening ease that forces a worried look to Ezekiel’s face, Angel’s as well. Mayhem has consumed them all, men who laugh in the face of death everyday are doubling over, overwrought with fear, and here you are, unaware of the dark silhouette that threatens to form over Jax’s body, inching over the walls, creeping slowly as they tease whispers of death through the wispy blow of the wind.

Your brothers leave after while, called out by Bishop and Chibs who are talking over possible scenarios for revenge.

“Can you stay after this......... please?” It’s barely a whisper, and it’s drawled, but you hear the need in his voice.

It compels you to say “Okay”.

When you’re finished you wipe at Jax’s skin again, fingers trembling just the slightest as your mind catches up with your body, or is it the other way around? You’re not sure, but the two have surely had a crashing reunion and now you’re exhausted at such a fast build and fall of adrenaline. You’re thinking now, at the side of the bed, of deeply buried memories because the blood reminds you, it always does. All you see is Marisol, and your vision is blurred, eyes glistening with warm tears that comfort your skin, thumb shaking as you push the wetness away. She’s so lovely in your mind, a bright silhouette framing her and she’s so beautiful, so light and gentle. The aura of her, just from a thought, it makes her presence palpable again, till you remember she isn’t really there. Because it’s just a memory. A timeless mirage of sorts that ungrounds you from reality.

You breath, looking to the clock to find that it’s been three hours already. Three hours of you looking through your memories for your mother, Marisol. It’s purposeful, must be, why the need to think of her is so strong in this moment of all moments.

It’s infuriating, that you weren’t there, you couldn’t save her, but you were here now and you saved Jax. That counts for something right? It had to.

He’s awake again, and you’re not sure how but he is. Must be the force of his will that has his eyes opening, fighting against a sleep that feels too much like forever. “You alright?”

His eyes are a near lifeless blue but still they’ve got shine to them. “I should be asking you that, you’re the one that got shot”.

“Why the tears darlin’ ?”

You’re not up for a personal deep dive, never have been really. “Don’t know what you’re talking about”.

He smiled, noticing your reserved demeanor. “They we’re probably tears for me, I saw how worried you were earlier”, he jokes sarcastically.

You roll your eyes. “Why’d you want me to stay?”

“Didn’t want to die alone, if I did”.

You shake your head, fully convinced of otherwise. “You weren’t gonna die”.

He gives a weak smile. “I know that now since we’re talking, unless this is a dream, or some purgatory shit then I’m screwed”.

You chuckle at his dazed rambling and it makes his weak smile a little stronger as it spreads. Amusement looks good on you. Pretty. “There it is”, he says. Talking about your little smile.

There’s a stretch of silence, and it’s contemplative for Jax. Flashes of the incident from moments prior running through his mind. He’d just met Galindo for the first time, shook his hand, exchanging pleasantries. They’d talked business and at the end all parties seemed happy with the results, but it made him wary. How well everything was going, something somewhere was bound to go wrong, and yeah maybe he was a bit too pessimistic in the moment but it proved him right. The Sons and The Mayans were riding back to the lodge when the Lobos attacked and he can’t remember much after that, just feeling more than alive and then a little ways from death. His father calling him and then his mother, and he almost answered. He’s glad he didn’t.

“I’m sure you know as much as I do, you see a lot of shit when you live this life. Seen more guys than I can count take a bullet, and more times than none I’ve been the one to give it to them”. He’s quiet, contemplative. On the rise of something that resembles an epiphany. “After a while they just become faceless y’know, nameless, just kill #52 on someone’s list. That’s what it felt like, I was about to be on somebody’s fucking list and that shit is scary”. He turns to you then. “And then the next thing I know I’m in here, with your pretty ass standing over me saving my life. I thought I was in heaven”.

You roll your eyes, it’s delirium from the blood loss, making him say things he doesn’t mean. “Even with a bullet wound, flattery gets you no where Teller”.

“Tell me what does”.

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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 & 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

He’s warm under your skin, heartbeat a sweet song that pulses a quiet steady rhythm into your ears. It’s a comforting thing, soothing and mellow like the fiery cool blend of a setting summer sun.

You feel his hand, cool rings caressing the nape of your neck. “You awake baby?”

You move against him, to let him know that you are and a hand pulls gentle at your chin. “Let me see you darlin’ ”

Your body pulls up atop of his, bare chest moving along his and toward him so that you’re face to face, legs tangled together. His hands reach to caress your face, touch a gentle flame that burns to light your skin. It’s the first time you’ve seen him in the morning for weeks, the club stealing him away every moment it could, screwing around with the days you’d set aside to see each other. He grins, loving the dim set of your sleepy eyes. “Hi”.

“Hi”, you say. Tone rasped, sleepy.

There’s a glimmer in his stare, a dazzling sparkle that lives just over the grayish blue of his irises. You don’t identify it, what the warm glint means, for fear of being wrong, but somewhere inside, you know it’s love. It looks to pure to be anything else. He’s grinning again, all nostalgic like. “I was thinking just now, about that day when you patched me up. Best day of my life”.

You scoff. “You almost died”.

“But I got to meet you”.

You’re shaking your head at how lovey dovey he’s being. “Always with the flattery”.

“I’m serious, I fuckin’ love you. More than I ever thought I could”. He rolls you both over easy, his lean build on top surrounding you, fingers still caressing idly against your face and yours drawing along his tattooed back. He kisses you, patient and deep, as if to savor this moment. Staining his memory with the soft pliant flesh of your lips, the airy moan that resonates from your chest, and the lulling skim your nails give the gold of his hair. Forget the Irish and their guns, the Cartel and their H and everything that isn’t this. If he could, he’d stay with you here. Just like this. Forever.

He’s at your neck now, teasing you with tongue wet kisses and stingless nips, but something comes to mind. A wary thought that’s bugged you for a while. “When are we gonna tell my father about us. I want you to meet him”.

He looks to you, confused. “You don’t wanna tell your brothers first?”

“Ezekiel already knows. Found out the first time we met back up to see each other”. You’d thought you’d been sneaky enough that night, leaving after everyone fell asleep, but Ezekiel was always a couple steps ahead it seemed, following you out of Santo Padre a few hours to a bar where you’d met up with Jax. The conversation with him was easier than you expected, but still he was wary, and how couldn’t he be. You were his baby sister. He’d worry till his last breath. “... and I told Angel a couple of weeks ago. Couldn’t really get out of explaining how I had your rings laying around”. You couldn’t remember much of what that admission to him entailed, besides the look of disbelief he had, and then the screaming, and then eventually the forced calm of his expression when he realized that there was nothing he could do about it. It was still unbelievable to him, you weren’t that little girl anymore, no matter how much he wanted you to be.

You were grown, beyond capable of making your own decisions. But boy did it scare you having to tell Felipe.

“Whenever you want to tell him I’m ready”.

His sureness makes you smile, wide and bright, laying a kiss to his rosy lips. “I love you too Jackson”.

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Caffeine Rush: Chapter Seven / Decaf

W/C: 4k

Warnings: language, dirty thoughts, all of the dirty thoughts because Javi is a horndog, male masturbation... general spice. pining that could make a pine cone tremble.

A/N: welcome to pining central, enjoy your stay :) (ps when Steve says “Javier Peña” I need you to read that in the voice of Anthony Mackie going “SEBASTIAN STAN”)

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ordinary coffee that has had most of its caffeine removed from it before the beans are roasted.

You are a goddamn test on Javier’s self control. He feels like those biblical stories of men fighting back against temptation to prove themselves to God, except the only thing he has to prove is to himself. To you.

He’s always been enraptured by you, captivated by your smile and laugh but since you went ice skating, he hasn’t been able to get your body out of his mind. The way you fell asleep on him last night, nuzzled in like it was the safest place on earth. He could feel your breasts press into his skin, the warmth of your thigh hiked across his abdomen. If the past week has been some caffeine-induced fever dream, it’s becoming real now. You, a figment of his imagination before, maybe, are all flesh and blood and God, is he desperate for it.

Javier hangs around your apartment when you’re gone at work. He doesn’t have much else to do, considering you’re gone and he knows hardly anything about the city. He watches the daytime television on your couch, usually meanders to the coffee shop for a drink, spends some time there, and returns to the apartment.

He feels like he’s couch-surfing, like he did for a summer in his college years. He feels guilty occupying the space in your home, especially without payment. As he walks to the bathroom, he takes a long glance into your bedroom. The queen-sized bed is mussed, unmade before you left for work. The fitted sheet is pooled in the middle beneath where you sleep, the various blankets tossed about. It looks like the coziest damn thing he’s ever seen, especially after a couple of nights on a couch.

Javier almost thinks about giving in, waiting for you to ask him to sleep in your bed tonight then jumping at the chance. Maybe he will, if he’s tired enough. Maybe he won’t, but maybe he will. He can think of nothing better than the endless whir of the radiator as your perpetually-cold body nuzzles against him, brushes your nose against his bare chest.

It’s been a long time since Javi has fucked anyone, and he’s starting to feel it. He’s a little antsy, and the image of your body, your ass as you ice skate past him, haunts him like a bad dream- or rather some illicit fantasy he knows he shouldn’t be having.

Would you want him yet? You’ve told him you love him, but that was an accident. When he kisses you, you kiss back harder. Hell, you initiated the first kiss. You seem like you’ve been all-in on this relationship, taking things at a rushed pace that Javier certainly doesn’t mind. He spends a lot of the day contemplating that, standing on the tiny balcony of your apartment and smoking a couple of cigarettes.

At this point, he needs a distraction or he’s going to have to take matters into his own hands, quite literally. What better to kill the horny buzz making his head spin than to call Murphy?

The phone is in your bedroom, on the nightstand. Javier dares to sit on the edge of your bed, and actually moans aloud at the plush comfort, the way his ass sinks into it. Goddamn, he’ll have to get one of these. He wants nothing more than to lay back and fall into the bed, wait for you to get home and pound you into the comfortable mattress. But he doesn’t. He stays strong and picks up the phone, dialing the new Murphy residence in Miami.

After a couple of rings, a familiar voice answers. “Murphy’s.”

“Hey, bastard,” Javier chuckles, and he can hear the blonde man’s laughter from across the receiver.

“Javier Peña,” Steve drawls, dragging out the name. “Good to hear your voice, man. You finally come out of a ten-day celebratory drunkenness?”

“Don’t talk to me about binges,” Javier teases, but he smiles a little. He’s missed the man. He’s glad neither of them got in any trouble over the entire Los Pepes situation- God, that feels like ages ago now. It’s hard to believe he’s only been in D.C. what, eleven days? If Steve’s math is right, yeah. “No. I’m in D.C. still, if you can believe it. Just… bored.”

“Oh really?” the man scoffs, leaning against his kitchen counter in Miami with Olivia on his hip. “And why’s that? What are you still doin’ up there anyway? Thought you were goin’ to visit the old man.”

Javier shakes his head. “Plans changed. There’s, uh… there’s a girl.”

Steve lets out a wolf whistle, laughing. “And how much does she charge a night?”

“Not one of those. She works at a coffee shop around here,” he informs him. “She’s… she’s really something. Nothing I ever thought I’d be into. She’s gorgeous, man, and so energetic all the damn time. Seems like she has an IV of coffee from her shop,” he chuckles, looking off into space. He takes a pause. Steve doesn’t speak. “I wanna be with her Steve. I don’t… I don’t know if I can go back.”

He’s silent a little longer. “This is some kind of practical joke, right?” Steve says after a beat, barely holding back a laugh. Never has Javier been so sincere, so real and honest and open. And more specifically, he’s never been like this over a girl. Almost… mushy. Soft. “Tell me more,” he says, hoping the joke will give up.

Javier talks about you, describing every little detail with a grin on his face. He tells Steve about Tie Guy and ice skating and your piece of shit car, how you can spin in circles on the ice and how you remind him of a busy little bee, fluttering about the coffee shop.

Steve is genuinely rendered speechless; a hard thing to do. He blinks down at Olivia then straight ahead at the refrigerator, covered in photos and magnets and drawings. He can’t imagine Javier ever wanting something like this, like what he and Connie have, but he sure sounds like it. “That’s… something. Good for you, Javi,” Steve chuckles, resigning to sincerity. “I’m happy for you.”

Javier grumbles back. “Don’t get too happy. I have to go back to Calí in three weeks. She doesn’t want me to leave… I don’t know what to do, Murph. I can’t bring her with, you know that, but I can’t just leave her here. And I sure as hell can’t quit.”

“You could quit.”

“I’m not going to, how’s that?” Javier huffs and crosses his arms, annoyed by Steve and his goddamn wording loopholes. “I just… fuck. I’m gonna go think about it before she gets back.”

“She comin’ to your hotel? You sure you aren’t paying per night?” He smirks.

Javier’s quiet and Steve isn’t sure what it means until he talks. “I’m, uh, staying at her place. She insisted.”

Steve whistles again. “Damn. You’re whipped, Peña. Well, I’ll let you go. Call again soon. I miss ya, bud,” he tells Javier in a moment of earnesty then hangs the phone back on the receiver, bringing Olivia to her nursery to change her diaper.

Javi sighs and falls backwards on the bed, admiring the way the mattress holds his body compared to the couch. Yeah, he’ll definitely need to sleep in here tonight or he’s going to crack his spine.

The issue will be you. He could handle it on the couch; it was like a soft, adolescent form of love, innocent and warm. Of course, it could still be the same in your bed. But would it? Is there not a different set of implications that come with the two of you sharing a bed?

Snuggling with you on the couch was nice. Wonderful, perfect even. Javier loves falling asleep with you in his arms. But in your bed, arms curled around him, maybe even being his little spoon… that perfect body pressed flush to his own, your soft ass against his groin, your breathing pushing back into his chest… that would be an entirely different thing. And he wants it, he really does, but he isn’t sure he’ll be able to control himself.

He slept like shit the last night, to be honest. You on top of him prevented him from moving, and Javier is an active sleeper. His neck was at an odd angle and his back twisted. His body feels like it did after that fight with Tie Guy. He can’t- wouldn’t- invade your privacy of your bed without you home to give him the go ahead, but he’s so damn tired. Not even the coffee helps.

So Javier indulges in one of life’s little pleasures he rarely gets to experience: a nap. Curled up on his side on the couch, blankets pulled snug around his fetal-positioned body, Javier drifts off to the sound of the noon news on the television.

That’s how you find him when you come home. He’s peacefully asleep, his lips parted and mustache moving with his exhales. Well, he’s clearly alive. That’s good.

You’re not sure how long he’s been asleep, so you leave him, making yourself something to eat in the kitchen. You avoid the living room as you get settled in, changing out of your espresso-stained clothing and into something more comfortable.

When you’re all comfy, makeup removed and a warm sweater on, you sit at the other end of the couch. Javier’s curled into a ball, his feet just inches away from your legs. You hope when he moves, he’ll feel you there and wake. If not, oh well. He deserves the rest.

It’s gray and cloudy outside, and you snuggle into the corner of the couch while reading your worn copy of The Great Gatsby. It’s the one you’ve been re-reading recently, what you were reading that first day Javi wandered into your coffee shop and subsequently your life.

Javi wakes not long later, maybe half an hour, to the sound of your book crinkling. The paperback’s spine crunches with wear, and his eyes flutter open to see you tucked against a pillow. God, you look like an angel, the light from the cloudy day filtering in and illuminating you from the back. Your face is calm and peaceful, focused as your eyes trace the words of F. Scott Fitzgerald. “Hi,” Javier mumbles groggily.

Your expression turns to a smile and you set down the book. “Hey.” You take his legs and drape them across your lap, tracing your fingers across them. “How’d you sleep?”

He groans. “Okay. Neck hurts.”

“That wouldn’t be an issue if you’d just sleep with me,” you sing-song to him, stroking his legs through the comfortable pants he wears. “My bed is super cozy.”

God, does Javier know it. It felt like your love itself when he laid down and the warmth of it swallowed him, practically whole. “Maybe I’ll give in,” he sighs, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands. “How was work? Sorry I didn’t visit.”

“Boring as always,” you chuckle. “What did you do today?”

Javi frowns as he thinks about it, his brain fogged with sleep. “Not much. Called Murphy, talked a while. He’s doing good.”

“Good,” you nod and smile. “When will I get to meet this elusive Steve?” You ask, softly kneading at his legs through the blanket and frowning as you realize he’s wearing… jeans. “Wait, pause. Are you seriously wearing jeans?” you ask him and laugh, lifting the blanket to confirm what you already suspected.

He frowns defensively, crossing his arms. “Maybe.”

“Why the fuck would you take a nap in jeans, Javi?” You laugh.

Javier looks away, frowning. The stubbornness shows. “I don’t own many comfortable clothes besides what I wear to work, if you haven’t noticed,” he retorts, but you can’t help but giggle. “Plus I thought I’d only be here to get fired.”

You smile at him lovingly and cup his face. “You sweet, stupid workaholic. Let’s go shopping later, get you some cozy stuff.”

Javier warms against your touch but maintains a pout. “I like jeans.”

Rolling your eyes, you huff out a laugh. “Would a pair of sweatpants be detrimental to your wardrobe, Javier?”

“Stop using big words,” he groans. “I’m barely awake.”

The large mall is annoying to Javier, full to the brim with last-minute (or maybe prepared, he never holiday-purchases) shoppers. He holds your hand, shooting feisty glares at anyone that dares to bump against his or, god forbid, your side. “Relax,” you tease and squeeze his free hand. The other carries a bag containing two hoodies, three t-shirts, and two pairs of sweatpants. “You’re not on a mission, and you certainly don’t have the knuckles to pitch another fight.”

He looks at his hands and scowls. You’re right. They’re no longer black and blue but faded yellows and greens, a spare bit of purple over the bones. The fight wasn’t that long ago, really, even though it feels like an eternity.

You drag Javier into a favorite shop of yours. He follows you around like a lost puppy while you search through clothes. He even hands you one or two tops he thinks you’d look nice in. You kiss him on the cheek and he dares to smile for a moment before returning to his stone-faced annoyance at such a packed area.

The dressing rooms are nicer, much more spaced out and offering places to rest. Javier sits in a chair across from your little cubby as you try things on. Every time you find something, you come out and model it for him. He comments, always positively, gives a little applause and smiles at the twirl you give in the big trifold mirror.

There’s one pair of leggings that hug your ass tight. Javier nearly salivates at them. “I like those,” he comments. “They look comfortable.” The same follows with a pair of jeans, even more flattering. He crosses his legs and nods, giving you similar comments.

Then come the dresses and tops. They’re all low-cut, not the wintery clothing Javier’s always seen you in. They show off your cleavage, and one scarlet colored blouse with a low neckline and fluffy sleeves makes Javier’s eyes simultaneously light up and darken. “How’s this one?” You ask, tugging at the sleeves.

“How much is it?” He asks, leaning back and looking at you through lidded eyes.

“Uh…” you tell him the cost and look back up at him, expecting a comment. “Why?”

“I’m buying that for you myself,” he smirks up at you, eyeing you up and down in a way that makes your skin feel intensely hot. The sight is stunning to him, and your flustered smile makes the smirk a little more devilish.

Javier does end up buying you the shirt, and you purchase a few other things you liked. But that scarlet shirt is stuck on Javier’s mind in replay: the subtle valley between your tits, how they filled out the shirt just perfectly and tugged at the cloth covering them, the way they look painfully soft to the touch, especially through that soft fabric. He wonders if you were wearing a bra under it. Then he has to stop himself.

You eat dinner late, chatting mindlessly over everything and nothing. Javier has no work to speak of now, so he tells you tall tales of the hunt for Escobar, some exaggerated and some underplayed. He mainly listens to you, asks about your past and your future, your family and your job. He could never tire of your voice, the soothing lull that warms him from the inside out, just like your skin flushed in that goddamn red top.

He drives the both of you home, humming softly to the songs on the radio. He’s beginning to recognize more and more of the top-40 hits on a certain preset station, songs he’d never listen to on his own. He glances over at you, gazing out of the window, and feels his body warm again- not just in his heart, but his stomach and lower too. He dares to steal a glance down, at the soft swell of your tits in that sweater. God, he wants to get you naked.

But he doesn’t. He doesn’t know what you want and he’s too afraid to ask, too afraid to shatter this blissful phase of adoration without the sexual attraction. He wonders if you feel it too, if your clothes suddenly feel too restricting and too warm when you run a hand down his bare back.

The nightly routine ensues: you shower. Javier changes, this time into a new hoodie but leaves his legs bare, wearing only boxers on the bottom. He waits on the couch, and when you exit the bathroom, he takes his turn. He returns and sits next to you on the couch.

Tonight, when you ask him to share your bed with you, he doesn’t say no. In fact, he doesn’t say much of anything, just yawns softly and stands, taking your hand.

It’s a sacred space, your bed. Javier knows it. He rarely fucks women in his; whether it’s for his own privacy or fear they’ll fall asleep there, he can’t say. But your bed is such an intimate expression of you, and he can see it. He can see the divot in the mattress where you sleep, the way you arrange the pillows just right for your own head. It is a queen size, but it’s single-occupancy: until now, that is, and Javier feels honored you’re willing to share this holiness with him.

He gets into the bed on the other side of you, the warm blankets enveloping him, and he nearly lets out a moan at the comfort. Compared to the hotel bed and the couch, this is sleeping on a literal cloud from the heavens. He lies still, waiting to see what you do first. Not wanting to overstep anything.

His prayers are answered when you snuggle into his side. You rest your head on his chest, kissing his sternum through the soft material of the hoodie. A hand rests on the other side of your face, and your legs both encircle one of his. Javier smiles, wrapping an arm around you. He presses a kiss into your hair and murmurs a goodnight, letting his head fall back. He has no time to worry about this situation before he falls asleep.

He falls asleep almost immediately, which makes you chuckle through your half-conscious state. He seems to always radiate heat, Javier. Your layers of blankets upon blankets suddenly feel unnecessary when a heat source the strength of the summer sun fills your bed. His chest is strong and firm beneath you. The rise and fall of his chest is like a boat rocking on the ocean, putting you at ease and allowing you to rest.

Fuck. He knew this was a bad idea. Why did he do this?

The clock reads 1:48 and Javier is wide awake, staring at your popcorn-stucco-whatever the fuck it is ceiling. He wasn’t able to process this before sleep overtook him, before his consciousness was wiped and with it, his inhibitions.

Your body is pressed to his so perfectly. You sleep without a bra, and Javier can feel his arm being slightly sandwiched between your breasts, the way they press further into it every time you inhale. Your thighs are warm with sleep, and he can feel your core pressed against his hip, even while you sleep and even through the layers of clothing.

Javier feels like the embodiment of slime. You’re asleep and all he can think about is how fucking hot your body is, how much he wants to press you into this mattress and wake you with an orgasm. He wants to palm your tits and make your nipples harden through that flimsy shirt, to slide his fingers beneath your pajama bottoms and-

He can’t take it. He feels so wrong, the smell of you surrounding him and choking him like a thick perfume, even in its subtlety. He does not deserve to sleep next to you, innocently, like someone you love, when all he can think about is his own carnal desires.

Pushing back the covers, Javier gets out of bed before any more blood can flow to his slowly hardening dick. This is all wrong. He should not be doing this, thinking these things without knowing you feel the same.

But the guilt is as strong as his arousal. He watches you for a moment, torn between his options, before meandering through the darkened bedroom and finding his way into the bathroom. He turns on the bright lights and forces himself to stare at the bulbs, to make his pupils shrink from their blown state of sleep mixed with desperation. He’s fully awake now.

He needs to get the hardened length down. He can’t do this, can’t allow himself this suffering while you sleep in the next room.

The sink. Cold water. He gasps silently at the splash of the ice-cold water against his face, dampening the edges of his hoodie. It doesn’t work enough. Again. Nothing. He feels like a teenager, unable to control himself. The cold water is a good idea, though.

Javier strips down, trying to avoid the urge to take himself in hand and fix this here and now. Turning the water as cold as it can go, Javier turns on the shower and steps in.

Agony is the best term he has. It makes him want to squeal like a fucking pig as he shudders from the cold. It doesn’t work to force his erection down, but what use is it when it’s not something physical but mental stimulating him? The cold shock didn’t do shit. Javier’s still achingly hard. He turns the water warmer and sighs as it gradually turns to a tolerable temperature, one that he can relax under and allow himself to let out a deep sigh.

He has no other options, unless he wants to wait it out. Leaning against the wall, Javier strokes himself, biting his lip and hoping the water pressure will cancel any soft moans he can’t avoid. It doesn’t take long when he’s this aroused, when he knows exactly what the fantasy in his head would feel like.

Javier is panting and sweating, from the effort and the growing heat of the water. He feels disgusting but it feels so good, and he can’t help imagining you doing this to him, you spreading your legs and feeding the fire between his own.

It only takes a few minutes. He gasps as he cums, with a force he’s never brought forth with his own hand. He bites his lip so hard he’s sure he might cut it off, not allowing the desperate sounds to reach a level you could hear. When he’s done, he groans and cracks his neck. “Oh, little bee,” he whispers, agonized as he lets the water wash the evidence of his sins down the drain.

When he’s done, Javier walks into your bedroom, silently, in the dark. His previous boxers were stained with a patch of his precum; he can’t put those back on. He drops the towel and puts on different boxers.

After he’s changed, he looks at your bed longingly for a moment. The soft sheets, soft mattress, the soft body between them. But in Javier’s head, he’s forsaken his right to the warmth, the comfort.

When you wake in the morning, hours after you thought you heard the shower running, you find Javier is not in your bed. There isn’t even a warm spot where he lay, just your body shifted further from your normal sleeping position. When you wander out to make your morning coffee, you find him. He spent the night on the couch again.

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