#WHAT DO YOU MEAN WATTPAD AT BEST IM SHAKING YOU !!!!!
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thinking about post-war!Keigo where everything remains the same. Except his wings don't grow back. Everything repairs itself, everything changes back gradually to what it was before but his wings remain the same. Don't remain, rather. It's funny how slow he is, still not adjusted to all of this, given the very purpose of his existence lies in his ability to be fast. Doesn't matter that the reason for his speed is non-existent now. He's a hero, right? Heroes don't cry.
Heroes don't sob over their now-gone cause of existence.
Heroes don't just randomly forget they lost their wings one night, too busy staring at their lover's back with lost, blank eyes.
Unaware of his woefully blank amber eyes, you lay beside him in his bed, which feels uncomfortably large now. Another form of failure that hurt his eyes if he didn't already have enough tears streaming down his ugly, scarred face silently, every time he had to begrudgingly look at himself in the mirror. Your attempts and pleas at spooning him tonight were hushed by his silent gaze. Please let me be useful, they pleaded. You gave up. Now gathered in his arms, both of you felt safe.
So safe that he forgot his empty back for a second. As instinct would have it, his back muscles flexed to move his wings to wrap around you. Closed amber eyes and a fuzzy head full of comfort hampered his worries and woes. His mind was too far gone in your soft to register the fact that he had been trying to do this for quite some time now. Unsuccessful attempts forced him to come back to reality. Body writhing, his eyes opened suddenly, wide and full of shock. His hands froze. Keigo slowly comprehended his actions. His eyes felt wet. Awoken by his movements, your body shifted in a frenzy as you turned to face him, eyes open but vision foggy from residual sleep. Out of pure instinct, you cupped his tear-stricken face as you tried hard to understand what the fuck was going on, the best your foggy mind could. His posture and expression worsened.
"Kei', honey, you okay? Kei', talk to me. Wh-" He fell to your chest hard. And bawled like a fucking child. Fists gripped the fabric of your shirt as he sobbed and cried, for god knows how long. You held him with equal force and gently rocked his body, despite a slight understanding of his sudden breakdown. To an extent, you were aware it was because of his wings, with the way he clutched your backside and felt it like it was his own. Whispering soft coos and sweet nothings into his hair continued for a while and near screaming and sobbing turned into silent cries. Eventually, he calmed down.
Sensing his discomfort and heavy breathing, you combed your hands gently through his blond locks.
"I love you Kei', you know that right?" No response. Just faint nodding. You suppose that would do for now.
uhh hey there V! Call me Rakuyou. This is my first time writing something like this. I've always admired people like you who can express their feelings in words so seamlessly and perfectly. I find Hawks' character quite admirable and well-written, and I most definitely don't gush over the boy every fucking moment. And as for this piece, I'd love to know some tips to write him well and some writing tips that you may wanna share. This might be a Wattpad-level fic at best, but I gave my best. Lemme know your thoughts on this one. I love Keigo and your work!
-Love, Rakuyou.
(Crawls into a black hole and dies.)
I ... I do not have words for this. This knocked on my heart like it was a door and said "actually nevermind I'm coming in anyway" and smashed it to pieces on the way in.
#putting the rest of this in the tags to let your drabble speak for itself#but this is so good it feels so visceral. need to comfort this man. jesus.#WHAT DO YOU MEAN WATTPAD AT BEST IM SHAKING YOU !!!!!#also omg thank u for the kind words at the end that means sooooo much to me#my tip for you is never stop cooking cuz im eating this#💌 asks#💞
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how to make a golden retriever happy.
SLIGHTLY proofread | f!reader | poly relationship with nick & charlie though reader isn’t dating charlie | pretty damn long i got ahead of myself, sorry :,) | they’re so cute but im so bad at details fr | lunch date, walks, stargazing w fireflies & movie night! (you got headbands to wear… guess what movie charlie is having y’all watch rn) | what is stargazing | author questioning what color sonic’s eyes are | theres some crying at the end and a mention of breaking up but its just those negative thoughts actin up, theyre all okay :) | angst/comfort? | not many kisses unfortunately but THERE ARE SOME, like three scenes… two? | there is cussing, not much | nick & reader flashbacks
#%a/n%#;; first request done! thanks for it, they mean so much to me. i didn’t wanna make it too long but here we are lolol, hope it’s enjoyable though 🥹💜 also ntm on your family details but your mom does appear and she has a “set” personality! no one else appears though so you can imagine the reader’s family how you want, though it is mentioned your mom is married. also note, since reader is a lady she goes to the same school as like, elle darcy tara (and probably imogen too, right?). meant to post this yesterday but i wanted to add some stuff at the end haha, sorry sorry this is a whole ass wattpad book fr, feel like i wrote so much and nothing at the same time. hope you enjoy if you give it a read thought fhdhdj
OH YEAH last thing, the emotions in this story is kind of a whiplash 💀 one minute they’re happy the next theyre kinda sad or bittersweet so- hopefully the pacing doesnt seem bad… BE WARNED. shouldn’t be too crazy. okay thats it this time do enjoy
character(s):
nick & charlie (heartstopper)
elle & tao cameo
reader’s mom omg she’s a sweetheart, charlie’s parents are mentioned/super small cameo, nick’s mom also has a small cameo/is mentioned
darcy, imogen and sahar are very briefly mentioned!
The sweet sound of the school bell rings throughout and the school and every single student sighs in relief of the noise. You glance up at the clock on the wall before looking around the classroom where students are packing up their bags while talking noisily to one another.
You allow yourself to recline in your chair, left arm reaching back to where your backpack dangles off the seat and slide your hands into the side pocket, grabbing your phone.
Nicky Ricky Dicky: I’m alive!
Char: you live! i live too :) wanna walk together today or are you both busy? (gonna pick you up bestie)
Y/N: i’ll meet you outside (ty loveliest)
Char: awesome!!! nick?
Nicky Ricky Dicky: Sorry aha, I need to go home quickly today but I’ll be sure to join tomorrow!
This makes you pout and you can imagine your bestfriend having the same expression because the sad emoji he wrote in the group-chat even makes you sadder.
Char: ☹️
Y/N: don’f worry charlie
Y/N: Don’t*
Nicky Ricky Dicky: Sorry :,)
Char: It’s fine! Do what you have to do… we gonna facetime tonight though?
Char hearts your message ‘don’f worry charlie’.
Nicky Ricky Dicky: No promises but I’ll do my best. 😠❤️
Nicky Ricky Dicky: i gtg now, love you both <3
Y/N: lym! ❤️
Char: love you! ❤️❤️❤️
Y/N: three hearts 🥹
Char: y/n. STOP. come outside before i die
Y/N: omg… such a drama king like okay
You write and yet, you’re quick to jump from your chair and snatch your bag before sliding it on your shoulder. You push in your chair and skip out into the hallways where you see Elle. “Heya, Elle!”
She smiles warmly and waves goodbye to her friends before stepping in sync with you. “Hey there, Miss, didn’t catch your name.” You bump her shoulder and she bumps you back. “What’re you up to?”
“Charlie’s gonna come pick me up, hopefully via bike… mines broke the other day.” You sigh and she gives you a look of pity while trying to bite back a grin. Then she perks up.
“Not Nick?”
You shake your head, rubbing a hand against your temple. “Mm-mm, you ever just get a feeling something is off?”
Elle nods, turning her face away from you and her hands grip onto the handle of her bag that bounces against her legs. “Yeah, just putting it out there… graduation may be on his mind, I know its on mine and it’s been kicking my ass to be honest,” You wrap an arm around her in comfort and she hums in appreciation. “Just all that weird stuff, weird thoughts and anxiety…” Then she pauses, raising a hand and flicking her wrist. “Okay- not weird, but you know.”
That makes you snort, “Yeah, I get’cha… maybe, but we’ve always been open about that kind of stuff, I just don’t understand why it’d be a issue… I mean, we’ve talked about it many times before so it’s kind of odd, I guess?” You and Elle share a look of confusion before shrugging.
“Maybe it’s been having more of an impact y’know? You can speak easily about something when you’re not there yet but… graduation is coming up and everyone is worried about the future. You know how things don’t hit you till it’s happening literally next week or something? Maybe its hitting harder.”
Your heart clenches in pain at those words. She’s not wrong, there is a high chance it’s staring to affect him more… hitting harder than you’d know. You nibble on your bottom lip in concern and furrow your eyebrows,
“Well. If he’s being an idiot and isn’t gonna come to us about it then I’ll beat him up.” You place your hands on your hips, lightly joking to disperse the tense air between the two of you. Of course he isn’t being an idiot but you refuse to let him stress on his own. Elle chokes out a laugh in surprise.
“Oh god, he better run, she’s scary when she’s angry.” One of her hands let go of her bag and she hold her stomach while laughing a bit more. “Wouldn’t that be a sight?”
You scoff, “Like we haven’t argued before.”
“You argue about literal video games.”
“Stop.” You laugh and push at her shoulder. “Oh, and Elle, you know I’m your friend and if you ever need an ear to lend about college talk or need help to get your mind off of it to just relax, you got me.” She stares at you for a few beats before cracking into a grin.
“Thank you, Y/N. You know you got me too.”
Outside the school building you’re quick to spot two familiar figures by the gate. “Yes, he’s here!” Your arms raise in celebration then instantly flop down, “There’s no bike…!”
Elle calls out which makes the two boys stiff in seconds.
“Get your butts over here, Mr. Xu and Mr. Spring!” They awkwardly crane their necks to your direction and simultaneously sigh in relief – probably thinking you were teachers.
“You nearly gave me a heart attack!” Tao exclaims as you and Elle once you’re right infront of the two, gesturing to his heart. Elle is quick to place a hand over his chest – Tao’s cheeks lowkey reddening but you decide not to point it out for his sake – and her eyes widen a bit.
“Tao, your chest is gonna shoot out your chest.”
“See?”
“That is the goal, sire.” You finger gun at him and he smacks your hand away lightly with an exasperated look. It makes you giggle. “Elle is just feeling a little silly today.”
“It’s my agenda.” She grins before engulfing Charlie into a hug and he squeaks in surprise before squeezing her back. “Hello, Charlie!”
“Are you sure your heart isn’t pounding because you’ve gotten your daily dose of Elle?” You whisper while stepping in line next to Tao, facing your head to your other friends but you can see him tense at the corner of your eye.
He pinches his nose bridge, mumbling and you catch some of the words, suspiciously sounding like him saying he’s gonna fight you. His cheeks bloom a rosy rose so you take the win either way and smugly smirk at him.
“Hi, Elle!” His muffled laugh catches your attention, making you and Tao smile at the interaction before you wrap an arm around the latter, making him eyeroll, of course he does, but he wraps an arm around your shoulder and gives you a light squeeze in response.
“We best be off on our merry way,” You speak up, checking the time as the two friends let go of eachother. “I wanna stop by that new shop that opened a few weeks ago… Is that fine, Char?”
He gives you a thumbs up and Elle speaks, “Let me know how their desserts taste, I’ve been wondering but honestly they don’t look that good so…” She stares at you with a grimace before shrugging.
“Noted~” You say in a singsong voice before wrapping your arms around Charlie. “I’ll call you later, enjoy your afternoon date.” You and Charlie give the couple teasing grins and they take the bait, looking away in shyness but Tao takes the initiative and connects their hands together. It makes you melt.
“Shut up.” He groans, snapping but tone very much unthreatening adding on the fact he’s trying to cover his flustered face with his free hand.
“Yes, yes grumpy old man, we’ll see you later.” You and Charlie waist no time to start down the road with waves.
“Bye!” He shouts.
“I’m not a grumpy old man!” Tao stomps his foot, comedically. Right. How could you make that mistake?
“Bye, Y/N and Charlie!” Elle laughs with a wave and tugs her totally-not-grumpy boyfriend off in the other direction. You watch their hands tighten around eachother, squinting in amusement when Tao’s scowl instantly softens into a lovestruck gaze.
“Ahhh, young love.”
“You’re starting to sound like the old one here.” Charlie snickers, hands coming up to hold onto your forearms that are still bounded around him.
“You wound me, Char.” You squeeze him and he huffs. “I literally think the same when you and Nick are interacting, it’s so,” You make weird noises, fingers wiggling. “Y’know? Very sweet. Very cute, I even have some photos of you latching onto eachother while sleeping. Wanna see-?”
His brain feels like it’s shutting down, lightly smacking your arm when you lift it as to grab your phone. “Stop it.” You could practically see those animated stars swirling around his head and laugh.
You relent and unwrap your arms with a cheeky smile. He glances at you before hiding his face in his hands. “Ughh, whatever. You act like you don’t jump Nick the minute you see him.” Yeah, that’s crazy. You feel your own cheeks flaring up.
“You must be blind.”
“No, no, no. Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Lie!” He exclaims in a joking tone, uncovering his face and poking you in accusation. You lean away, losing your balance and forcing yourself to lean on your tippy toe. Your other foot comes down onto pavement with a stomp and you twirl like you’re dancing. Charlie definitely notices this misstep, doesn’t say anything but you see his shoulders shaking in silence. He’s laughing.
“I never lie?” You pick off the conversation.
“Was that a question?” He tilts his head back at you.
“No?”
He stares at you, eyebrow twitching and you puff out your cheeks like a frog, looking anywhere but in his direction. “You’re awfully cheeky today.”
“How am I being cheeky?” He gives you a look like you’re being ridiculous.
“Charlie Spring is a little cheeky today, my oh my, what have I done to deserve this.” Then you raise your voice in a slight yell, “Ahhh! Who is this?! This isn’t my Charlieeee…!” Your arms reach for the sky.
“You’re an idiot.” He takes the chance and poke you again which makes you yelp. You narrow your eyes. He runs off, you chase.
That was last week. You haven’t seen your boyfriend in a couple of days and it’s concerning. He responds hours late to your messages, doesn’t even respond in your group chat with Charlie, his calls barely last ten minutes and you literally haven’t seen this man in person. Charlie tells you he still shows up at school but his eye-bags are pretty bad.
“Is he avoiding me? I’m confused.” You frown, balled up on Charlie’s bed and feeling very mixed. A little annoyed, a little sad, and alot of worried. Charlie sets down two mugs on his bedside table and sits next to you on the bed. His rests a hand atop of your head and lightly taps it.
“No… I don’t think so. I see him at school and he tries to act normal but even he doesn’t respond to me like that outside of school.” The scowl his face makes has deepened and you’re quick to wrap an arm around his leg in comfort. He lets out a weak smile but it’s quick to fall off his face. “I’m confused too…”
You both stay silent, it’s nearly deafening. “I don’t wanna force him to tell us anything – I mean, he knows he can come to us if he needs it but if he’s really stressed about school maybe we can help give him some space to not think about it. Even if its only for a bit, you know?” Charlie listens to you mumble while tugging at a loose thread on his sweater and nods slowly, eyes lost in thought.
“Should we go somewhere?” He tilts his head back to look at the ceiling before his gaze travels around his room’s walls, hoping to find an inkling of inspection.
“That sounds fine.” The somber feeling in the room lifts a bit when you start to grin. You shift onto your back, raising your right arm in the air and sprawl out your fingers. “We could go out, do something and eat… I kinda wanna stargaze, is that weird?”
He lets out a chuckle, glancing down at you with a teasing glint in his eyes, “Wow, you’re such a romantic, Y/N. I’m shocked.” To which you scoff.
“Well, duh. Who makes all the date plans?”
“Okay, no, that’s because you say we’re bad at planning dates – you refuse us to even be involved.”
“Charlie, Nick brought you to a dog park as a date.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“You both stayed there till nine.”
He full on laughs now, bumping you with his knee and you smack it back in retort. “No judgement though, I would do the same but that was for the whole day! Who stays at a dog park from Eleven to Nine?” He continues to laugh until they turn into giggles.
“Maybe… we’re unique.”
“True that. You didn’t even bring baby Nells, shaking my head.” To put emphasis, you shake your head and your friend has to gasp out for air. “Don’t die, now.”
“Whatever whatever.” He brings his hands to his face and rubs his cheeks in circular motion to calm himself. His face is flushed and he exhales slowly before reaching for his phone. “Do you want your drink?”
You remove your arm from his leg and sit up properly, holding on your hands and he complies, placing the mug between them. “Thank you~” You lean on the wall, flopping your legs onto Charlie’s before crossing them at the ankles – to which he sighs in annoyance and it makes you grin. “What’re you doing?”
“I’m gonna search for places to go that is nearby but not too close… you have a place in mind for stargazing?” He grabs his own mug that is black and littered with yellow stars, how ironic. You nod sleepily, slowly sipping your preferred drink and tap at the cup absentmindedly.
“Yeah, it’s near my house.”
He flicks his eyes towards you for a second.
Then goes back to typing on his phone.
“You mean it is your home.”
“Maybe.”
You smirk, he sighs and you both go back to planning. Nick honestly better be willing to get his ass dragged out of the house by his lovely girlfriend and boyfriend because money is involved and you both would be damned if he just wallows in self despair, alone.
So, that’s what happens, you fill Charlie’s parents in on needing to steal your bestfriend during the weekend and some of the plans involved like a movie night. They agreed to let him stay over for the night but he must call every few hours or atleast text.
Your parents love the boys and were completely down with the idea. Of course you also secretly called Nick’s mum and she had filled you in on a couple things that made you a tad bit more nervous to see your boyfriend.
Seems like your assumption was correct (more like Elle’s). “Lately he’s been talking about colleges, right… he’s planning to go on a trip sometime this month to check them out but he seems stressed, it’s been worrying me. You know though, kids probably don’t want their parents all in their business, haha,” She laughs softly and you can hear running water cut off on her end – probably washing something – “He knows he can come to me so I’m just letting him have his space. It’s lovely you and Charlie want to ease his mind! Glad he’s with and friends with two sweethearts,” This makes your face flare up in embarrassment but your chest puffs with pride.
“Of course, and I know he appreciates you being patient and understanding with him. The thing we don’t wanna do is pressure him… I just hope this can help take his mind off of the stress and you know… relax?” You grimace a bit, tugging at the end of your sleeve as the phone sits between your ear and shoulder.
“I get it, mhm. Thank you, Y/N.” Her voice is still soft but gets even more sincere with a hint of emotion. Had you feeling emotional too.
Saturday is quick to arrive and you stare at your reflection with determination. Brushing down your outfit, you admire your date look a bit more before turning around slowly and snatch your bag off the bed which is filled with random necessities that you may or may not need along with your wallet.
“Alright, Nick Nelson, prepare yourself for the best date you’ll ever be on.” You puff out your cheeks, grab you phone of the charger and exit your room. “I’ll be off, Mother~” You hum once you reach the end of the staircase and spot your Mom on the couch with a paper in hand.
“What is with the formal address?” She chuckles behind her hand, standing up and following you towards the front door. “I’ll see you later tonight with Nick and Charlie, right? Enjoy yourselves.” She smiles, wrapping her arms around your head and you hug her back with a gentle squeeze.
“Oh! Wait.”
She quickly unravels herself from you and speeds down the hall to the kitchen. Your eyes stare down the direction she went for a few seconds before deciding to slip on your shoes.
“Okay, here you go.” You’re standing with the door open by the time she comes back and she gives you a picnic basket. It’s not super big but you have to grab it with two hands. Less from the size, more from the weight.
“Mom. What did you pack in here?” You huff out a laugh, going to open the lid but she stops you.
“No, do not open it. It’s like… a wedding. You can’t see your spouse or it’ll be bad luck!” She speaks with a finger raised and you cock an eyebrow up. Whatever you say, Mom is basically your expression and she seems to notice because she places her hands on her hips with an exasperated look. “Just trust me, I’ve done it before and it was bad luck all day.”
“Mhm, mhm, right.” You nod, half listening and backing up on your porch. She follows, hand on the doorknob with a soft smile and she pinches your cheek with her other hand. “Thanks, I love you.”
“Love you too, honey.” She full on grins now and waves. After your ‘see you later’ promises, you’re quick to dart down the street and across the roads to a nearby park where Charlie said he’d meet you after picking up Nick. It gives you enough time to unload the nice lunch packed for the three of you and hopefully buy some refreshing popsicles or ice creams before they arrive.
Seems like luck is on your side though – maybe your Mom was right – because the minute you finish laying out the huge blanket in a nice shaded area you hear the sound of someone ringing a familiar bell sound. You turn your head so quick it nearly gave you whiplash and your eyes widen at the person walking along the park’s path, pushing a white squared cart decorated with photos of different types of cold treats.
You take your bag and phone, dialing Charlie’s number while speedwalking across the grassy field. It takes two rings before you hear his voice.
“Yes, partner in crime?” His voice comes off as staticky for a moment.
“What the hell are you doin’, your mic is scuffed as hell…”
“I’m walking!” You could imagine the eyeroll Charlie would do and bite your cheek to not laugh.
“Are you with Nick?” You continue to talk but smile in greeting when the ice cream seller stops at you coming over. He says hello and you wave before looking over all the choices on the cart.
“Yes. We’re grabbing drinks right now, you okay?”
“Yeah! I’m at the park, set up the picnic – though the food is still in the basket,” You glance back at your spot and after making sure nothing seems out of the ordinary you look back at the cart. “You remember those ice cream cart things? You want something?”
It’s silent between the two of you as Charlie ponders, in the meantime you point to your desired choice and the guy nods with a smile, opening the ice cream cart before digging around in the pile of cold desserts until he finds the one you want.
“Do they-“ He cuts himself off with a chuckle and you perk up at his voice, “Do they um,” He snorts this time then sighs to calm himself, “The ones with the bubblegum eyes. I wanna try one.”
You laugh a little, thanking the ice cream man as he sets the packaged treat in your hand. “Do you want the sonic one or something?”
“Whatever you spot first or whichever is given. Oh wait- Nick-“ You zone out a bit as he speaks to the blond and point to the blue hedgehog. The ice cream man continues his search. “He said he wants the crybaby ice cream.”
“Oh god.” You sigh in adoration, tilting your head back to the clear blue sky. “Weren’t they, like, terrible the last time we tried them?”
This time you hear Nick’s cheerful voice and he scoffs, “Okay, no. That was because for some weird reason you and Darcy wanted to put warheads into the mix.”
“Thank you,” You say to the nice man, grabbing a ten and a five dollar bill as a tip out of your wallet with a smile. You then put all the treats into your bag along with the wallet, waving the man bye which he returns and goes on his merry way. Your focus goes back to the two boys. “Ah yes, I remember the part where your face went sooo red. Hilarious, I have videos I think.”
He groans in prospect and you hear muffled giggles erupt from Charlie. “Why do you do this to me?”
“What are you talking about?” You tease and he groans again.
Charlie then speaks up, sounding way closer to the phone. “Alright! We’ll see you in two-point-five seconds.” You hum in response and say your goodbyes before hanging up the phone.
You reach the blanket again, flopping on your tush and take the ice creams out, aligning them with precision on top of the picnic basket. Charlie doesn’t disappoint because not two minutes later you see two familiar figures walking down the park path, one of them pointing towards your general direction and ditching the path to the grass.
You could feel your heart pound from… nervousness or excitement? Maybe both and it makes you grin, waving at the two. They get closer and Charlie waves awkwardly with a hand that has a drink in it, to which you notice his other hand also had a drink… and one of Nick’s. The blond’s other hand is carrying headbands of some sort and a bag is hanging off his arm.
“Char told me to get these while we were in the grocery store.” Nick speaks first when they get to you, he lifts the hand with headbands. “I decided not to question it.” You raise your hands and he carefully sets the accessories in them. Ah. Barbie headbands.
“Charlie…” Your brows pinch in amusement but also bewilderment. “What have you decided?”
He chuckles mysteriously, lifting a foot off the ground to point at your hand. “Put those down and take your drink, please. My hands are freezing.”
“Oops.” You comply and take the cup. The two eventual settle down with Nick in the middle and you quietly take a nice sip of the beverages. “Thank you.”
The boys nod and you glance at Nick, noticing the shadows of bags under his eyes. It makes you frown for a second, “So, what am I doing here on this lovely day.” Before you could inquire, Nick speaks up first, eyes shutting in contentment and a pretty smile adoring his face.
You lean back on the palm of your hand, eyeing Charlie and he meets your gaze. “Can we not want to hang out with the one and only, Mr. Nick Nelson?” You speak with a teasing tone, leaning into his side. His smile goes wider and he opens his eyes to meet yours.
“You make me sound like some big shot.”
Your eyes narrow.
“Well it was hard to reach you… so…” His gaze falters along with his smile, nervously tapping the top of his cup. “Not to pressure you, you know that but Charlie and I will always be there to listen if you need it.” You poke his arm gently and you spot Charlie’s hand sliding into Nick’s.
“Yeah.” Charlie nods, squeezing their hands, “But if not, that’s fine too. Y/N and I wanted to just, relax with you. Spend some time together.”
That makes Nick let out a shaky laugh and a wobbly smile. “Thanks.” He pauses. “Really. It’s just been, crazy?” He nibbles at his bottom lip before sighing and flops on his back, leaving his cup between his crossed legs and dragging the two of you down with him – which makes you all share a laugh.
Charlie rests against his boyfriend’s chest – facing his direction and you flip onto your stomach to play with both of their soft locks. “What has?” You ask softly.
He’s silent for a bit, tapping his fingers on your back with his free hand. “I’m not sure, school? Life? …Me? There’s no exact reason, everything just seems to be crashing down in my brain and it’s annoying to say the least.” He sighs heavily, “I’m probably just having that kind of month where everything is just feels like alot.” He frowns and you move the hand in his hair down under his chin, gently squeezing his cheeks and he chuckles.
“That’s perfectly fine, it happens.” You move the hand to trail up the left side of his face and place your palm over his forehead like you’re checking his temperature and it makes Charlie join in, prodding at Nick’s neck gently.
“There’s a lot going through your life right now, perfectly understandable why it feels overwhelming and such. Thank you for talking to us about it.” Charlie speaks softly.
“Of course. I don’t,” Nick pauses, opening his eyes with a flash of worry, “I don’t want it to feel like I’m shutting you both out or anything, or if it feels like you’ve done something wrong. I feel less weird thinking I’m overreacting, haha…” The laugh comes off flat but from the reassuring smiles from his lovers, he feels at ease.
“You’re not.”
“Nuh-uh.” You and Charlie speak simultaneously, denying such thoughts. It makes Nick laugh which sounds less forceful.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to talk about everything right now since I don’t even think I’m done… accessing everything but really, thank you. You both are my anchors.” If you didn’t tear up from that, your heart definitely did. Charlie gets up off Nick, letting go of the blond’s hand and tilts his head back with his hands over his face.
“Same, Charlie.” You cover your own face and lay flat against the blanket.
“I…” Nick trails off with another laugh and he sits back up which catches both of your attention. “Can we eat though, I’m getting a little hungry.” He gives a shy smile and you also sit up.
“Oh shit, what if the ice cream melted?!” This realization has the three of you shooting towards the basket, grabbing the packaged delights and simultaneously sigh in relief. They’re not melted… yet.
“Should we just eat these first and then eat the actual lunch next?” Charlie bites back a laugh, already opening up the plastic and pulling out the bubblegum eye Sonic, wasting no time to put it in his mouth with wide adorning eyes.
You and Nick watch him in amusement before opening your own. “I wanted this lime popsicle they usually sell but there were none.” You sigh before eyeing Nick’s container of airhead ice cream. He opens the top and it reveals the swirls of… red? Or pink and green.
“That’s funny, we saw those while we were at the store. There were these coconut flavors too.” Nick reminisces, plucking the taped but wrapped in it’s own plastic wooden spoon off the side of the ice cream container.
Charlie hums before looking down at the bitten into Sonic, “Why does Sonic have green eyes? Are they actually green?”
You all stay silent.
“I thought they were black or brown?” You speak in confusion.
“Right? Even blue….” Charlie tilts his head.
“Technically all of those are correct though they turn red as well… It’s the different franchises, I guess?” Nick furrows his brows in thought, scooping into his sour treat after freeing the wooden stick and eats away, wincing here and there. You watch with amusement.
The lunch date you can say with absolute certainty was very successful. You all catch up on things that have been going on and different shows you’ve been watching. Sharing ice cream, stuffing yourselves full with your Mom’s cooking – there was even a drink war? All you knew was one minute you were nearly done with your beverage and the next it’s being tossed in Nick’s direction as you try and run away from Charlie’s retort from you getting him seconds before. Ah, can’t forget the classic kisses shared under one of the many trees at the park and the newest photos stored in your ‘Nick & Char ❤️’ album, like the picture of Charlie ‘painting’ Nick’s face with whip cream. Where the fuck did you get whip cream from? Ask your mother.
Around the time you were all packing up, a teenager around your age ran up with their four other friends and inform you there is a nice walking trail – pointing towards the area where the park path splits, one continuing into a circle around the whole field and the other going into an area with rows of trees.
“Y’think we’ll get jumpscared? Like a haunted path or something.” You joked.
“They said there’s a nice stream down the path.” Nick smirks at your joking, placing a hand on your head and you puff out your cheeks, feeling them heat up a bit.
“Ah yes, you can take a nice swim in it when I push you in there, Y/N.” Charlie hums, quick to dart his eyes away when you flip your head in his direction.
“You’re so evil to me?” You watch him with wild eyes, mouth agape and he laughs.
“Do you think we’ll actually able to get in?” Nick ponders and you flip the wild gaze to him now.
“With us three, I’m sure we can pull it off.” Charlie responds with a menacing grin, mischief all up in his eyes and you’re playing ping pong with your eyes, flitting back and forth between them.
“I’m gonna be arrested today, huh…” Your boyfriend and bestfriend just giggle like evil people.
In the end, you three didn’t get in the stream’s water but there were some fishes so you decided to feel them the crust that Charlie didn’t eat from his sandwich and take some more photos. Nick had picked Charlie up bridal-style, getting dangerously close to the water and you record it all.
“Don’t drop me!” Charlie tightens his hold around Nick, fear and excitement in his tone.
“This takes me back to the beach…” Nick ignores his boyfriend’s pleas and spins around carefully.
“Do not reminisce while I’m in your arms, please and thank you?!” He exclaims and it makes you full on laugh, an arm over your stomach while watching the whole exchange happen.
It’s not long before it turns from afternoon to evening, you three return back from the area with Nick and Charlie debating on if they saw a deer or not. Charlie saying it was definitely there and Nick saying it wasn’t there.
“Carl Grimes flashbacks…” You hum and Charlie puts you in a headlock.
“Do not. I will cry right here.” He pouts and pulls at your cheeks, ignoring your protests. Nick watches with a soft gleam in his eyes, rocking the picnic basket back and forth with a hand.
You all walk down the sidewalk side by side once Charlie lets you go, talking about random things before Nick realizes the direction you’re going.
“Are we dropping Y/N off?” He frowns.
It catches you and Charlie off guard. “What? What makes you think that?” You raise an eyebrow. Nick points ahead and your house in slowly coming up in view. Ah.
“Ah.” Charlie speaks your thought and you both share a laugh. “No, we’re not dropping her off.” Charlie stretches his arms with a grunt before eyeing the bag strapped around Nick. “You brought pajamas and clothes for tomorrow, right?”
Nick nods, pursing his lips. “Still confused about that.”
You scoff in amusement and place a hand on your forehead with an endearing smile. “Nick…”
“Don’t worry, you’ll understand soon.” Charlie gives him a thumbs up, paired with a wink before darting ahead of the two of you. Nick flicks his gaze to you in question but you put on an act and shrug.
“What he said,” You pause for a moment, eyes burning into Nick’s, “Do you like stargazing?”
He moves closer to you, closing the gap and tugs your hand in his. The question makes him look up at the sky for a moment. “Mmm. Never tried it before? What counts as stargazing? I’ve… been in the car on trips and looked out the window…?” You give him a perplexed look which he returns.
“Alright, well-“ You chuckle, “That can… technically count? I guess? Just… Yeah.” You give up midway, tugging Nick along when you get closer to the front of your house where Charlie awaits. “You’re on your phone while you’re on a date? Tsk tsk.” You tut your lips in disapproval and Charlie startles.
He rolls his eyes, flipping his phone to the two of you bounding up the steps. “I was texting Saha- oops, hold on-“ He cuts himself off, flipping the phone back around with a nervous smile.
You glance at Nick before moving your hand to cover his eyes with your other hand. He gasps in surprise but doesn’t question it any further, grinning a bit. Facing back to Charlie you mouth the word, ‘Barbie?’ and tilt your head in confusion. He nods.
“You’re silly.” You remove your hand from Nick’s face and flatten your hand, tapping Charlie’s forehead in a chopping motion. He rubs the area with a laugh and you knock on your front door.
“Did you forget your keys?” Nick giggles when you give him a look of shame.
“Maybe.”
Your Mom is quick to open the door, grinning widely. “Welcome back. Hello, Charlie and Nick.” They wave in shyness and she scoots back to let the three of you in. “What’s the plan next, soldier?” She bumps the door closed with her hip and loosely crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow at you specifically.
“Gonna go in the back for about an hour…” You trail off, taking your shoes off in the most complicated way. With your feet, or the heels per-say. When you finish you take the basket from Nick and walk to the kitchen with your mom as the boys finish taking off their own shoes. “To stargaze.” You finally finish when Nick’s ears are out of reach.
She pats you on the back with approval, “Attagirl. How was lunch?”
“It was fun! We spoke a bit, ate and went down a trail.” You bounce your head to the side while listening the activities before pausing. “He seems more… energized?” Your lips purse.
“Was that a question?” She leans against the counter, one arm coming out of the self-hug and she combs her hand through your hair. You give her an awkward look and she breathes out a laugh. Tapping the crown of your forehead, she moves away to the fridge with a soft smile. “Well, if he seems to be uplifted,” She eyes you before taking out three water bottles. “That’s great news, no?” Then sets them infront of you on counter.
“You’re right but… I don’t know. I just feel like I can do more,” You huff. “But that’s dumb because of course I can’t, this has to be something Nick figures out and all I can do is support him.”
“Honey, that is doing more for him. Supporting him is the biggest help you can five someone, along with what you’re already doing. Taking him out, letting him have space to clear his mind and being a safe net. Same thing with Charlie, no?“ Her hands latch onto your shoulders and give the muscles a gentle squeeze. “I know it feels like you want to do so much more but, there’s only so much.” You tilt your head back and look up at her with a half-smile before relenting.
“You’re right.”
“A mother is always right.” She lets go and moves towards the stove, giving you a smug side eye… which you return with an unamused eyeroll.
“Yes, yes. My mother is always right. Sometimes.”
“About ninety-nine percent.”
“Ninety-five…” You lift an eyebrow and give her pointed look. She has a spoon in her hand when she looks over you and points it to her chin in thought, it’s just a bit though.
“Ninety-seven. Take it or leave it.”
You scoff in amusement before scooping up the bottles, “Whatever you say, ma’am. We’ll be outside.” She hums in understanding and you exit out the kitchen, walking into the dining room before reaching the living room where the duo waits.
“Pleasure for you to join us.” Charlie smirks and takes two of the bottles from your arms with a nod of thanks.
“Be welcomed.” Nick muses with a grin and cracks open the bottle, taking a quick refreshing sip.
“What is this speech? I hate it.” Your face scrunches up in disgust before gesturing to the sliding glass door. “Shall we?”
“Look who’s doing it now…” Charlie stares at you cheekily. You give him the finger, he returns it.
There are slides in a shoe rack near the door and you three take a pair before stepping out. Nick’s eyes widen in wonder. Your backyard has a big blanket – similar to the one from the picnic – sitting in the middle of the area that has a plot of grass and lanterns that hang off metal rods sit nicely around in the grass that have curves at the end, doing nicely as handles. What surprises you are the little bugs that fly and flicker with a yellow-green gleam in the air.
“Since when do we get fireflies?” You speak first.
“Since forever, Y/N.” Charlie poked your back and you jump, flipping around to get him back but he’s already slipped behind Nick.
“You little…”
“Ah, ah ah, you have to be nice to me.”
“Says who?” He’s being ridiculous.
“Says me. Your bestfriend.” He peaks around Nick’s side – who, mind you, is still focusing on the backyard’s look – with a teasing grin.
“I’mma beat you up.”
“No!” He lets out a laugh when you lunge towards him, twirling out of your reach and running around with you flailing behind.
It felt special to Nick. The orange-red sky turning into it’s pitch dark blue color, stars twinkling down on you three with a full moon bright. His eyes are stuck on his two partners, the fireflies swirling around them out of disturbance but still they still decorate the backyard with green-yellow hues, not ready to leave. He remembers this conversation you had in this backyard a year ago…
“Do you think fireflies come around this area?” You were sitting on a bean bag, legs tucked beneath yourself and were practically sunken into the ‘seat.’ Charlie had insisted you to put it on the concrete side of the backyard so you did and now your face is hidden behind Nick’s switch in your hands.
Speaking of who, Nick is currently soaked wet, wringing out the ends of his shirt and Charlie wraps himself up in a towel. It’s late night, pitch dark but they wanted to play with water balloons and your Mom happened to be out of the house to pick up dinner.
“Maybe…” He leans back to look at the sky. “Why? Do you like fireflies or something?” He looks back down at you. The question has you silent for a couple of beats before you set down the console. He watches you with an amused twinkle in his gaze, puffing out his chest in pride at seeing you in his sweater. Charlie had been wearing it earlier and you both traded before they brought out the balloons.
“I mean, I have never seen any so, maybe, maybe not.” You shrug, unfolding your legs and stretching them out with a groan. Your socked feet slap down against the concrete and you sit up a bit. “Don’t you think they’re kinda special though? My Mom said it’s like they’re glowing up your night, dancing around you and stuff.” You eye the floor. “Appearing on specials occasions like they know,” You lean back into the seat with a sigh, “Said that’s how she got married. Isn’t that crazy?”
Charlie purses his lips, tilting his head to the side before smiling, “Sounds magical. They’re the ‘true love’ bugs.” His smile widens into a grin.
“Exactly!” You snap your fingers with a nod, bumping your heel against the stone pavement.
“I’m sure they do appear out here though, don’t they come out at Midnight?” Charlie shivers while speaking, hugging the towel around himself tighter. You sympathize with a playful grin.
“Maybe. But well, you boys should get inside and warm up. We’ll try next time.”
“Nick! Are you gonna come and lay down?” He snaps out of his head, eyes darting to you and Charlie lying on the blanket though Charlie is trying to tap out from a leg lock you have him in.
He snorts in surprise, not missing a beat and closing the distance. “How the hell did this happen?”
“Nick! Help me~” Charlie wails before pinching your thigh, making you yelp and quickly let go.
“That is cheating!” You exclaim, rubbing your leg with a wince.
“All’s fair in war.” He snickers, reaching a hand out to Nick who takes it and sits down between you two.
It’s a nice silence between the three of you, you’re not sure who laid down first but you eventually followed. Nick has his arms wrapped around the two of you and you’ve glanced up at his face which shows contentment. You even met his gaze while peeking and it caught you off guard with how much his brown orbs were filled with much love and affection.
You reach a hand out towards Charlie and tussle at curls, making him whine in protest but lets you continue anyway. “I’m not good with constellations so you’re not gonna be getting that during this stargaze adventure.” You mumble against Nick with a laugh and it makes the other two chuckle.
“Nah, that’s alright… I’m happy with this…” You and Charlie freeze at how soft Nick’s voice sounds. Serene. Content. More than happy but not quite ecstatic. Filled with much love directed towards the two of you and it has your heart pounding.
You sit up on your elbow, making Nick’s arm slip off of you and he eyes you with suspicion. “Actually…” This would be way more comfortable on your knees so you sit up, tuck your calves beneath you and cuff Charlie’s face into your hands. It’s nearly laugh worthy of how quick his face turns a deep red and how you felt it happen under your touch.
You lean forward, careful not to face-plant into him – that would be awkward… and painful – pressing your lips against him. You both move into a soft but passionate rhythm. Your thumb brushes against his dusted cheeks, pressing hard against his lips one final time before moving back with a dazed grin.
He returns it, chuckling shyly before meeting Charlie’s intense gaze. You choke back a laugh with the swiftness of your friend sliding up a bit, hand softly cupping the side of Nick’s face and sharing their own kiss. Also very slow, and passionate. Your tilt your head up towards your house, eyeing the sliding door and sigh in relief to not see your Mom near it. By the time your gaze returns you’re meeting with the two boys staring at you with flushed faces.
“Oh my god, you’re so red.” You laugh.
“Shut up?” Charlie hands an arm over his face, probably burning up a bit more from the teasing.
The fireflies have died down, some still hanging around but you notice most are gone and a smile tugs at your lips. “Wanna go inside now?”
Charlie removes his arm with a sharp inhale and the two nod. “Do you need to bring the blanket in?” He points to the cloth when you all stand and you’re quick to shake your head.
“Nah. I’ll grab and wash it tomorrow,” You stretch your limbs, hearing some pop. “I need new bones…”
Nick sticks his tongue out in playful disgust, “That sounds horrific.”
“Wouldn’t that be crazy though? If we needed to trade in new bones when we’re old and seniors.”
“Y/N.” Charlie’s eyebrows bend and he grimaces, “Why do you come up with the most freaky scenarios.” It’s not a question.
“Yeah, like the apocalypse one from before.” Nick pitches in with a frown that falters into a smile.
You all step into the living room after you’re done turning off the lanterns and have grabbed your bottles, “Because my brain is so amazing that I just think of things you would never think of.” You make a gesture to your brain before wiggling your fingers like you’ve done a magic trick.
“Or so you say…” Charlie glances somewhere else before meeting your eyes, “Less would never think of more, shouldn’t think of.” He flicks his hand towards you, thumb and index finger out in a finger gun.
“Hey, these could be real life events soon to happen.”
“Yeah the bones theory would happen when we all become immortal.” He chuckles and you roll your eyes.
Then boom, jumpscare. Your Mom appears just as you’re settling on the couch. A screech leaves all of your mouths and she stares in shock with mild confusion and amusement.
“Hello to you three, too.” She giggles, walking over to the glass door, tugging the lock between the handle down and pulls the thick curtains down. “Enjoy stargazing?” She turns back around with a soft smile.
You three shift your gazes away. Apparently it wasn’t just you that still had the intimate moment in the back of your brain, huh? “Yeah, thanks Mom.”
If she noticed the slight awkwardness building up, she doesn’t mention it nor show it and instead clasps her hands together, “That’s wonderful! Dinner is finished so feel free to grab whatever you want. I’ll be upstairs if you need me.” She fills you in on her own plan for the night which is pretty much staying in her room so you all have your own time. She then tilts her head, eyes spacing out until she perks up, “And then there’s brownies that are baking, should be finished soon. I set a timer so when you hear it please take it our for me, Y/N.”
You nod before frowning, “Why does it have to be me?” Apparently she didn’t understand from the confusion crossing her face. You then point to Charlie and Nick.
Charlie looks offended, “We are a guest?” but his tone is light.
“You practically live here? Your clothes are in my closet, mind you.” Nick and your Mom choke out a laugh while Charlie flares up, flustered.
“Nick’s are too?!”
“Which is why I included him in my pointing?!”
Two people are bickering, two people laughing at the scene. It doesn’t take long for you Mom to calm you both down, “It doesn’t matter who, it doesn’t matter if it’s all three of you. Please just don’t let them burn.” She chuckles a bit more before rubbing her hand against her collarbone to calm herself, “Have a great time. I’ll be in my room.” You all wave her ‘goodnight’ and she retreats upstairs.
You three share a silence. Then Nick speaks,
“…So what exactly are we doing? It seems you both are full of surprises today,” He wears a teasing look which makes you and Charlie look away.
“Don’t worry about it, mister. You enjoy the ride.” You talk first before nudging Charlie with your leg. “You put the movie on, I’ll go make our plates and...” You eye Nick for a moment not knowing what he should do.
“Nick, I put the backpack in Y/N’s room, could you go get it while we set up? Oh! The headbands too.” Charlie pitches in and grins at the mention of the headbands. You and Nick blink at him before standing up to dart down your own paths.
While you’re making the plates the oven timer does go off. You take a toothpick from one of the drawers, flick on the oven light, open the oven – making you flinch back from the heat – then poke the dark chocolate fudge goodness. It has baked all the way so you grab oven mitts and drag the pan of brownies out of it’s cooker, sets it on the stove and flick turn the oven off.
After making sure everything was set in the kitchen you grab two plates and exit the kitchen, back into the living room where the movie is paused on the TV right before it begins. Charlie stands up and helps grab the two plates, letting you dart back into the kitchen again for the last one just in time for Nick to return.
“Do you want drinks? We got juices, sodas, water, you name it.” You peak your head out behind the dining room wall and the two boys pause midway in putting on the barbie headbands. You bite your lip to hold back a laugh.
“Do you have that tropical mix?” Nick speaks and you nod, he points at you in affirmation of the drink then finishes adjusting the plastic accessory around his hair.
“Root beer, please.” Charlie speaks next before his eyes shine open and wide, “Do you think we can have floats…”
Your eyebrows perk up, “I think we have vanilla? But you’re not getting that till the brownies cool down.”
“Oh, they’re out? Thank Barbie.” He holds his hands up in a prayer.
You stare at him, very much unamused and he gives you a cheeky grin.
“I’ll have tropical juice for now then.”
With a thumbs up you return to the kitchen once more, grabbing three tall glass cups from the cabinet and grab the carton juice out the fridge. You fill up two cups before staring at your own. After deciding your choice of drink, you put everything away and startle while turning around and seeing Nick in the doorway.
“Sorry,” He smiles apologetically, walking up to you and grabbing the cups filled with juice that is his and Charlie’s. He catches you off guard once again, planting a soft kiss on your cheek before bounding off to the living room again.
“What the fuck.” You stand in oblivion, feeling your face heat up. You decide you won’t unpack that tonight, flicking off the kitchen light and rejoining your movie mates.
Nick and Charlie had switched spots to where the blond was in the middle like he had been all day and your boyfriend pats the free spot next to him. You comply, setting your cup on the table while sitting and you lean into Nick with a soft smile.
“You forgot this, kind ma’am.” Charlie grabs the plastic pink band and you lean forward. He puts it on carefully and leans back with a self-satisfied expression, grabbing the remote with a quite cheer. “Are we ready for the best movie night ever?”
You and Nick watch him with amusement, “Yes, Charles, we are.”
“Not Charles, I will fight you.” He shivers at the name.
“You call me Nicholas?” Nick speaks. It makes you laugh.
“It’s your real name.” He grins.
“Is Charles not your real name, Char?” You lift an eyebrow and he rolls his eyes, still wearing the grin.
“No, it is ‘Charlie “Char” Spring’.”
You let out an insufferable sigh.
“Y’know, Y/N has called me ‘Luke’ before.” Nick leans his head back with a scoff. This makes you have a full on belly laugh which makes Charlie react the same way. “Yes, yes laugh it away.” He sighs like he’s in pain.
It takes five minutes to calm down. You wipe a precious tear away, “It was on call too and he hung up. Would not answer for like, an hour.” You inhale deeply at the memory before laughing again.
“Should we start calling him Luke as a nickname?”
“Please, please don’t.” Nick squeezes the arm wrapped around Charlie’s waist with a pleading look.
“Awwe you can’t do that.” He pouts, reaching up to pinch Nick’s face.
“Dho wha?” He sounds funny with Charlie tugging at his face.
“The puppy eyed look. The doe eyes.” You bat your eyelashes at Nick when he eyes you from the corner of his eyes before rolling them.
“We’ve gone all dahy withosut this, nowh yuu wanna shtart?” Now he’s the one doing the insufferable sighing.
“It’s a daily mission.” Charlie nods, a serious expression crossing his looks – putting on an act. He then lets go and grabs the remote again, “Movie time!”
“Movie time!” You cheer afterwards.
You three are silent for a bit as the movie plays, you and Charlie cuddling into Nick. He plants soft kisses down your face and you flush a bit. Then he moves to Charlie, repeating the action, who giggles quietly and eyes Nick with a shy look. It makes you laugh under your breath and Charlie doesn’t miss it, pointing to you with a brow raised and expression saying, ‘Don’t laugh at me when you’re acting the same.’ You look away.
“Hey,” Nick suddenly speaks up and the two of you look over. “Thanks for today. It really helped calm me down…” He continues to train his eyes on the TV but his ears burn from you and Charlie giving him your undivided attention. “And reassured me about a few things…” He purses his lips.
“Reassured?” Charlie asks quietly, as if afraid to make Nick snap his mouth shut and not speak again.
Nick sucks in a breath and you shiver from his fingers crawling up your arm. You watch Charlie lift his own hand and hold the arm wrapped around him.
“Yeah. Since everything felt like it was crashing down, I don’t know. It kinda made me feel… negative? About certain stuff. Between us. Not that I’m not happy, I’m more than thankful to be with you two but just like, how you both felt towards me…” His pursed lips flatten and your brows bend at the way his eyes dim.
“Breaking up with me for example because maybe you felt neglected or such. It made me so scared to think about I stopped responding to both of your messages most of the time and barely wanted to call because you know, what if one day you just went, ‘Yeah I don’t think we should be together,’ such and such.” You both stay quiet to let him speak his mind and you hate that he ever thought such things.
When Nick stays silent you take a sharp inhale, meeting eyes with Charlie’s glossed ones. The sight breaks your heart. “Nick…” You start off carefully and he looks over to you with so much exhaust. Slowly, you cuff his face – the same way you did outside – brushing your thumbs against him cheeks. Your right hand moves down, playfully you press your thumb against his bottom lip and smile gently.
“I’m sorry that you ever felt that way. It’s far from the truth, sweetheart.” He lets out an airy chuckle and you watch with adoration. “Y’know brains come up with the craziest scenarios when you’re stressed and it’s annoying, and stupid.” You huff, left hand moving against his cheek and he leans into the touch. Your thumb and index finger latch onto his ear and you pinch it lightly. “Do you know that, that would never happen unless you came to me asking for such a thing?” You pucker out your lips.
He watches you in a daze before laughing. “Do you know that would never happen?” Then he turns to Charlie with a soft look. “And you, Char?”
Charlie rubs at his reddening eyes and inhales. He then nods, opening his mouth before faltering. You both give him and moment and he closes his eyes in frustration before heaving out a sigh. Concern is evident in both of your expressions but Charlie opens his eyes with a new look of determination, straight at Nick.
He smacks his hands against Nick’s shoulders which makes the latter’s mouth hang open in surprise. “Nick. I love you. A lot. It hurts to know that you were dealing with these emotions, but know I’m not blaming you. How could I? It’s not your fault. Never feel bad for needing to take your time to sort out your own feelings and what’s going on with yourself. We’d never blame you for that because in the end, you know we have you, right?”
Nick nods and you can see his own eyes get glossy as well. Charlie then looks at you, “I love you too, Y/N, don’t tell Tao but you’re my bestfriend.” He chuckles, wiping at his eye again and you wipe at your owns.
“Hey, he can be your guy bestfriend and we wouldn’t have to fight over titles.” You wink, before leaning to Nick and kissing him softly. “I love you both, very much so. I’m glad you were able to talk to us, Nick.”
“Was that your goal today?” He grins in a joking manner, tilting his head in the crook of Charlie’s neck while entangling his fingers with yours.
“Did it work?” Charlie sniffles a bit before laughing. You laugh as well, “This is ridiculous we’re supposed to be watching Barbie and now we’re sobbing.”
“I give up.” You throw your head back, side eyeing the TV.
“Nooo, don’t give up.” Nicks chuckles before sitting upright. “We can still watch… we should probably eat too.” He points to the lonely plates on the table.
“True.” You and Charlie agree. You three take a moment to collect yourselves with a few embarrassed laughs here and there before settling back down.
“What’s in the bag, by the way?” You gesture to the backpack under the coffee table as Charlie rewinds the movie back to the beginning. He glances down.
“Snacks.”
“It’s good.” You hum in approval, taking a bite of your food. The three of you enjoy the movie and dinner, later on making those root beer floats paired with the brownies. Charlie had explained to Nick that he was texting Sahar about the Barbie Movie and she told him she went with Imogen. Apparently, Imogen gives the movie a 2/10 because she messed up her outfit at the theaters.
“That’s terrible.” Nick stares at Charlie in shock but it doesn’t last long with the way his lips curve into a smirk, “That’s not her real rating though, is it?”
“Of course not, she loved it.” Charlie laughs.
You’ve been quiet this whole time but suddenly loll your head to face them. Nick already giving you an exasperated look when you got their attention. “Nick. Your new name in my phone is Ken Nelson.”
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pairing: Ulquiorra Cifer x Fem!Gin's sister!Reader
type: angst
an: ignoring the fact that i start sm fanfics that i havent finished, here's another Bleach oneshot of one of my fav characters! i can write an entire essay on his character eheh. also, this is pretty short but im kinda lazy lol... its basically like the scene of him and orihime about the 'heart' but with a romantic(?) and angsty twist. so have fun and enjoy! dont forget to follow me on Tumblr and Wattpad! and share, like, vote, comment and all :)
warnings: angst (dont expect more from me), death, aizen (bro deserves a warning), gin (also deserves a warning but he's barely in here), reader is gin's younger sister, kinda rushed, blood (barely). i think thats all, lemme know if i miss anything!
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Following Aizen into Hueco Mundo was a decision filled with regret. Leaving behind your friends from the Seireitei was not your best move. But what more could you do when your older brother, Gin, had brought you along?
Honestly, what was he thinking?
But you couldn't deny him. You swore to stay by each other's side and this was not an exception.
So there you stood just a little behind him, fingers gripping tightly on the sleeve of his robe. Scared, you were barely peeking into the view of whatever Hollow Aizen had found interest in.
Ever since you set foot in this world, you were driven with fear, longing for a sense of warmth in this cold atmosphere. It's much too different than the Soul Society and the Human World. You'd do anything to get back to either one of those. But you swore to stay with Gin.
And Aizen was kind enough not to separate you both.
Until one day, he found your presence to be irrelevant and quite honestly a nuisance though he hid that fact with a sweet little lie of saying that he just wanted you to be safe.
And you remembered that day very well, too.
After all, it happened during a meeting with all the Espadas who swore loyalty to the God wannabe. Seated around the table were those 10 Arrancars and the traitors of Soul Society, including you.
"Y/N," Aizen brought the attention to you.
At this point in time, you had made yourself somewhat comfortable. Or rather, you've let yourself not get involved with anyone except your brother. So from your seat, your slouching back immediately straightened while your eyes widened.
Your gaze lifted to meet the man, his soft orbs peering into yours. To the outside looking in, one would think he was displaying a look of warmth but you knew better than to fall for his manipulation.
"Y-Yes?" You stuttered.
Sure, you were aware of his tricks. That didn't mean you weren't scared of him.
"I have a very important task for you," he smiled. "I have informed Ulquiorra of everything and he is in charge of you."
"Wait, what?!" Your words slipped out, panic jolting your body as you looked from the man to your brother, your brows stitched in a silent beg for help.
Before your brother could display even a shift in expression, your body froze in the chair. Your eyes widened, your lips emitting a hitched gasp.
Aizen's Reiatsu was hurting you.
Your fingers clutched firmly at the edge of the table. Your lungs felt like it was closing up, your airway narrowing as you gasped helplessly for air.
"Are you denying me, Y/N?" His tone was silky smooth, an eyebrow raised condescendingly.
Not without struggle, your head began to shake weakly as the brims of your eyes begin to well up with tears. Having enough of your suffering for the moment, Aizen lowered his Reiatsu and you gasped loudly as you could feel air flowing in and out of you again.
"My apologies, Aizen-sama," you trembled, gaze lowering to the ground.
To that, he let out a pleased hum that matched his smirk. What a fucking sadist.
So that's why you were currently stuck next to the 4th Espada, hiding in the Dangai while you waited to capture the human girl Aizen took an interest in. Honestly, some part of you hated yourself for being in such a position, forcing the same fate on an innocent girl who would do anything for her friends.
"Inoue-san," you cleared your throat one day, knocking on the door.
You pushed it open and saw the girl's sullen figure on the floor, gazing at the moon. She remained silent as she watched you enter.
"How are you doing?" You asked, knowing it wouldn't bring any sort of comfort whatsoever despite that being your intention. "If you need anything, I'm at your service," you sighed.
Silence passed between you two. Though expected, you took it as a sign to leave. Just as you were about to, she stopped you with a question.
"Kuchiki-san told me about you," she said. "Why did you betray the Soul Society?"
Her question struck you right at the pit of your regretful heart, making you stop in your tracks.
With a sigh, you answered, "Just as you'd come here for your friends, I would do anything for my brother."
Refusing to prolong the conversation, you took your leave. Turning a corner as you head to your room, you felt fingers wrapped around your wrist. Holding you in place, Ulquiorra then appeared before you.
"What do you think you're doing?" He raised his brows in question.
Your eyes met his and you lowly exhaled.
"Aizen-sama said that she's under our care," you reminded. "I am only caring for her."
He let go of your hand, eyes still staring into yours. "You have no need to make friends with her."
A scoff slipped past your lips. "What are you?" You changed the subject, rather curious about something regarding the Arrancar. "Which part of Death do you signify, Ulquiorra?"
With your eyes stuck on him, paired with your question, he felt somewhat, exposed. His lips remain pursed, gaze peeling away from yours as he turned to walk away.
"I do not see how that is of any relevance."
"If I am to work by your side, I'd like to know more about you," you simply answered.
Looking over his shoulder, he said, "As I said, I do not see the relevance."
"I'll find out soon enough," you hummed, watching as he walked away.
And with your future days spent closely with him, you actually did figure him out.
You could clearly see it in his eyes, you actually wondered how you could have missed that. But you couldn't miss it anymore as each day passes by and he often visited you.
It was odd but you had realized how frequently he came to see you whether it was to send you food or talk about the prisoner. You wondered if it was intentional but over time, you didn't seem to mind it. And maybe because now that you know him, you couldn't help the interest you held for him.
You wanted to understand him.
You wanted to understand why it was that you noticed his eyes changing since the day he met you.
It seemed like you managed to reach that on an afternoon in Hueco Mundo.
You were gazing at the blue sky, a smile tickling your complexion at the view that reminded you of the warmth back in Soul Society. But the one that sheltered you at the moment was nothing but a fake. At such a thought, your smile faltered.
"What are you doing?" Ulquiorra's voice ran through your spine.
"It's so heavy," you murmured.
"What is?"
You let out a sigh, turning around to see him. "My heart," you said. "It's full of regrets."
He let out a patronizing scoff, "You humans and Soul Reapers toss that word around mindlessly. What is this 'heart'?"
Your eyes flickered close for a moment but hearing his question, you understood him.
And you understood yourself.
And with a saddened smile, you reduced the distance with a question. "Do you not believe in the existence of the heart?"
"I do not believe in things I cannot see," he began, taking another step. "Even with these eyes of mine that perceive all, I cannot see this so-called 'heart'."
"And that makes it not real?"
His hand stretched forward, fingers aiming at your heart.
"If I rip out your chest, will I see it? If I crush open your skull, will I see it?"
The gap between the tip of his finger and the fabric of your dress over your heart closed with another step from you. His long nail threatened to puncture your skin but you did not have it in you to break your composure as you stared into his eyes.
"Do it, then," your words silkened out daringly.
You can see surprise behind those dark eyes, only aiding you to go further.
"Rip out my chest. Crush open my skull. Do whatever you must to find my heart because I can assure you, it is real and it is there."
You could see the slight tremble in his hand. With another step toward him, your dress let out a ripped sound as his claws penetrated through.
"I have a heart that beats and with each passing second, it beats for you."
Your lips parted in a slight gasp as you feel warm blood oozing out. Still, you let yourself be guided by your heart.
"I am not afraid of you, Ulquiorra," you exhaled. "As I can see the emptiness in you begin to fill with the reflection of my love for you."
Any changes of expression he tried to hide had failed terribly. But he was not the only one shocked by your confession.
It seems that you've let yourself fall for the 4th Espada.
Maybe that would soon turn into yet another one of your regrets but for the time being, he let you go.
His cold, empty demeanor had returned when he retracted his arm to his side. He began to walk away, leaving you a taste of his void and disappointment. But before he closed the door, he stopped. Over his shoulder, he looked in your direction but not really looking at you.
"The human's friends have come to Hueco Mundo. My order for you is to stay in your room," he slurred out. "No matter what."
With everything that occurred next, you still remained in your room. Why?
Because he had asked you to.
And you were meant to listen to him.
So you ignored all the changes in Spiritual Pressure that occurred in Hueco Mundo to fulfill his order. But there was one change that you can no longer ignore.
And with that worry, that fright, you ran out of your room. With all your strength, you flew upwards, past the fake skies of Las Noches and into the truth of Hueco Mundo. Landing on the ground, you stood up.
And it was as if your mere presence had caused him to peel away his gaze from his opponent. His eyes that met yours were no longer those you saw during your first meeting.
That emptiness that he signified was filling up.
Just as your tears welled in your eyes, your lips parted in a frightful gasp, watching his wings begin to disappear. His hand, the very same one that bled you, lifted from his side. His fingers reached for you. Allowing your tears to fall, you cried as you ran to him, your own hand stretched out to grasp his.
Yet no matter how fast you ran, you could never reach him.
He was so close.
Yet so far.
"I see it now," he said, stopping you in your tracks with wide eyes and parted lips. "I understand now," he said.
You ignored the presence of the humans, only focusing on the fallen Espada.
"Your heart," he let out, fingers beginning to close in an empty grip. "Has always been in the palm of my hands."
Your breath hitched in your throat as you ran to him again, weakly struggling to reach him.
But just when you did, his hand leaves you as it dissipated into darkened ash.
With a loud cry, you fell to your knees, our tears unabashedly falling to your cheeks. Your left hand clutches over your heart-
"Rip out my chest."
-while your right hand clutches over your head-
"Crush open my skull."
As you were heeding his last order, he was heeding yours, providing you the sensation of actions you asked for.
Yet another regret filled that heavy heart of yours.
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Dagger and roses / EM
Summary: your best friend eddie is a tattoo artists in town, you skin is free of ink until one day you decide to pay eddie a visit, fluff / angst. word vomit
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YOUR POV
Today was the day i was going to go and get the dagger and roses tattoo, on my sternum, probably not the wisest of places for a first tattoo but go big or go home ay? Eddie had no idea, i knew he was working and had booked it with one of his coworkers, but asked if Eddie would be able to do it. Eddie being my best friend since middle school, and long time school girl crush. I trusted eddie with every bone in my body, and knew he had to be the one to do my first tattoo, specially since it was in a rather intimate place.
After having a shower i get changed into a green dress, the cleavage a low scoop, but also easy enough to shimmy the top part to my waist if needed to. Wearing a black bikini top under as well. Going downstairs and having some breakfast before heading to the studio, i sigh slightly the nerves suddenly getting the better of me.
Arriving at the studio i see robin at the front desk, walking in i grin at the girl "you here for your tattoo?" she whispers, i nod "im nervous" i chuckle rubbing my sweaty hands down my dress "no need to be hun" she grins, the girls arms being littered in little tattoos. "Ed's just out back having a cig he'll be in, in a sec" she smiles "make ya' self comfy" she grins, i nod and go and sit on one of the sofas in the corner of the studio.
"Alright, whos next?" i hear eddie say coming into the front of the studio "oh hey y/n" he grins, coming and sitting next to me "hi" i smile, taking in his outfit and hair. His hair in a low bun at the bottom of his neck, his normal ring covered hands naked, and his normal black jeans with a band tee. "wait, y/ns getting a tat?" he chuckles taking me out of my bubble. I nod "yeah" i shrug "is that a problem?" he shakes his head chuckling "just my sweet innocent y/n" he chuckles "when did you decide this" he chuckles standing up, i follow him as he walks to the back of the studio to start setting up.
"i mean ive always wanted one, ive just been scared?" i shrug, he nods patting the black chair for me to sit on, i sit awkwardly with my hands in my lap. "theres no need to be nervous" he chuckles taking out the stencil "i really enjoyed drawing this up im not gonna lie" he chuckles showing me the drawing "oh ed i love it" i grin, he smiles to the point that his dimple begin to show "alright sweetheart, where'd ya want it" he grins biting his bottom lip.
I sigh looking out to robin before pointing in between my boobs. "yo-you sure?" he stumbles, i nod "i know its not the best place for a first tattoo but" i shrug "im a big girl" i chuckle at me, he nods "oh i believe you" he chuckles, "alright lay down for me" i nod laying down on the chair "d-do you want me to take this off?" i mumble, he licks his bottom lip and nods "if you could sweetheart" he smiles softly, "uh, bathroom is down" he starts but i slip my arms out of my dress leaving it to pool around my waist "or you could" he chuckles rubbing his forehead "sorry" i mumble bitting my bottom lip, "why?" he grins, i shrug "right stand up for me" he says.
I do as told and stand against the chair, he smiles softly before moving closer to my body, and placing the stencil on my sternum. He frowns before moving it slightly, sticking it tongue out while he decides how it should sit. i grin at the boy below me "what?" he grins up at me, i shake my head "just doing ya concentrating face, tis cute" i grin. He nods before looking back at the drawing "go look in the mirror for me?" he mumbles moving back. Doing as im told i go and look in the mirror as Robin walks in "how you guys doing?" she grins.
I smile softly at the girl "gonna hurt like a bitch" she chuckles "but its gonna be so worth it, if ya know what i mean" she grins wiggling her eyebrows "Robin!" i say hitting her arm and she sticks her tongue out. I see eddie in the mirror with a serious expression on his face, "eds you ok?" i say turning to the boy, he nods "uh yeah, do you like the placement?" he says walking over, i grin up at the boy "love it" he nods "lets get started then shall we" he chuckles.
Laying back down on the chair and Eddie leaning over my body as starts the outline, i look at the boy and watch as he concentrates, his tongue popping out of his mouth as he does. "how you doing?" he mumbles taking a tissue and moving it across the broken skin to remove the extra ink. I nod "im good munson" i chuckle "sure? you let me know if you wanna take a break ok" i nod, "sweetheaaaartt" he says "use your words" i groan, rolling my eyes, he chuckles before going back to the art on my body.
An hour and a half later and hes nearly finished, he wipes the area and looks over it "right, wanna take a look?" he smiles, i nod sitting up "ah" i chuckle "sore?" i nod getting up slowly and moving to the mirror to take a look. "oh eds i love it" i grin "yeah?" i nod looking at the boy "thankyou" he chuckles "its my job sweetheart" i sigh looking at the art in between my boobs. "shall we get you wrapped up" he sighs leaning against the chair, i nod and go back over to him, where he puts a 'second skin' over the tattoo. "all done, just make sure to look after it and" he goes on, i nod "i know edd" i grin at the boy.
"Hey y/n can i borrow you a minute?" robin grins popping her head in, i nod "two seconds?" eddie nods, "im just gonna go for a break" he smiles. Following robin out she grins "what?" i chuckle at the girl, she just grins "he was sooo looking at your boobs the whole time" "oh my god robin!" i groan, she just chuckles "the man likes boobies" she shrugs i groan "who likes boobies?" eddie says with a cig in between his lips as he comes out of a little room, which i realise is the bathroom.
I look at Robin with wide eyes "oh me" she chuckles shrugging, "alrightt, just no looking at my girl alright" he chuckles, placing a hand on my shoulder, before going out back. "my girl?" robin grins "robin we've been bestfriends since forever" she nods "i know, but he has the hots for you" she grins "whos got the hots for you?" eddie says coming back "sorry forgot my lighter" he chuckles picking up one of the spare ones on the front desk. "oh uh nobody" i shrug, he raises a brow and Robin looks like shes about to explode, "robin" i mumble, she begins bouncing a little. "rob you good" eddie chuckles.
She bites her bottom lip and bounces from side to side. "Robbbinnnn" eddie chuckles putting a hand on her shoulder, "youvegotthehotsfory/nandshefeelsthesameandahhhhh" she spits out, i step back and groan "robin!" i groan "im sorry what?" eddie chuckles "no, no" i stop her "robin" she grins "robin no" i sigh "you eddie munson, have the hots for our dear little y/n" she grins and eddie opens his mouth but nothing comes out. He looks at me before looking back at the loud mouth in front of us. "Buuuuuuut its ok, because she likes you back" she grins.
Groaning i turn away, slapping my hands on my thighs "right we'll thanks for the tattoo, but i best be off?" i say going to my purse to give them the money. Eddie stops me "my girl doesnt need to pay" he smiles, i groan going red "look i get it, its funny, lets take the piss out of y/n for having a crush on her bestfriend, you dont need to go along with it ed, its fine" i chuckle turning away and handing robin 150 dollars "see you later" i mumble walking out of the studio.
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Broooo i got the request but then I didn’t like send it to you I posted on my account😞 here’s the whole thing again “HEYYY ITS ME AGAIN but this time with a different character okay so Leonardo Luna and reader get into a fight about like him flirting with other women as a joke but reader doesn’t like it and like it starts up a big fight and Luna goes out to calm down and leaves reader alone crying sad heartbroken and he later comes back and reader is still crying on the floor of the living room and Luna feels instantly guilty and like apologizes to the reader and starts hugging kissing her and they make up (you can change the end it was a bit rushed)” OMG THAT TOOK SO LONG TO REWRITE BROOOO and my also called me so it took even longer😞😞😞
But like girl/boyyy, how do you come up with these, like i got rid of all my imagination with wattpad so like, thank you sooo much. But i picture Luna doing that so much, he absolutely loves and adores the reader. So yea enjoy 👍
You and luna were walking down the streets, a few folks here and there waved, recognizing the football player. You spotted a public restroom and indicated your lover to wait for you here, he nodded , hand on his hip.
Just has you entered the bathroom, another one grasped the chance, she walked up to him and extended her hand, to which he raised an eyebrow" i loved your play, it was amazing. Im ( insert bitch name), nice to meet you!" He nodded, shaking her hand hesitantly, when he let go, she slightly squeezed it.
She talked and talked, going deeper into a conversation, the woman was clearly flirting with him, he flirted back, taking in the opportunity' why not make y/n jealous'
You walked back to them, you extended your hand to the woman, asking her if she knew him. " Who might you be ?" She said which such confidence " y/n leonardo, nice to meet you!" She froze on the spot and apologized" im sorry, I didn't know he was taken" you lift an eyebrow brushing it off, you knew it was a complete lie, the shining ring on his finger, the fake smile as he talked to her. You waved toward her, waiting for her to far away" really ?" You asked bit even sparing him a glance" come on~, relaaax. It's just for fun" you rolled your eyes playfully, grabbing his hand" come on lets go" you tilted your head towards the direction. He nodded following you..
It was after a good hour walk and lot kf flirting with other women that you started frowning and doubting what going on. You made it back home, you pushed his shoulder to the kitchen, he sat down and you did as well, facing him. " Luna. If there something in our relationship bothering you. Tell me, i'll do my best to fix it and help with whatever you're going through" you said worryingly, he didn't expect you, the chillest partner ever, to take this so seriously.
" it's nothing to worry about really. Im alright"" i Trust you luna, but if something bothering you, i want to know so i can help okay ?" He nodded...
His behaviour kept on going for quite a while.
You were standing arms crossed in front of your chest." Luna. Could you stop flirting with other women. Especially in front kf me. I don't like it" " babe. Relax, it's nothing" you held back the tears, they were fighting for balance at the corners of your eyes." No luna. You don't get my point. You're hurting my feelings when you do this" " okay?" You gritted your teeths, tears starting to fall down." I swear. You drive me fucking mad like this" you muttered, you tried to keep your composure, not to yell at him. Hurting his feelings was the last thing you wanted to do." Please luna. Stop it, my heart breaking everytime you're doing this. I can't take it anymore. I want you to acknowledge my feelings! God damm it!" There it was, you yelled at him" wait luna, sorry i didn't mean to yell at yo-" he stayed silent" say something for goodness sake!" The tears started falling down even faster, he turned his back walking out and taking some fresh air. He left you crying in the corner of the living room, sobs were the only thing heard in the whole appartement, only to reach no one's ears, only the faded.
His fist hit a wall,' shit! It went too far' he was mad st himself, he had never seen you so mad. He was planning only to flirt a little but it went way too far, he had to go back but he can't stand your teared up face, eyes silently begging for help.
The door was heard, your sobs reaching his ears. His eyes laid on your figure, hugging your knees, crying your heart out. His big hand reach the top of your head, petting it awkwardly, he was awfully bad at apologizing. He turned his head away, not bearing to see you're crying face. He felt your cheek leaning in his touch, that's when he knew; you were willing to hear him out....
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relationship troubles🐟
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lego niniago fic, requested by an irl friend ( this is a re upload from my wattpad.) no trigger warnings! feel free to request.
context : Nya and jay get into an argument over something!
Today's mission had been hard. there was a hostage situation involved, and jay messed it up. it put the entire group at risk. Luckily, everyone else managed to fix his mistake but Nya was extremely angry with jay.
" how could you be so stupid?! " nya screamed. her and jay were standing in the monestary after the mission. jay flinched, he looked more guilty than anyone had ever saw him before. " I'm sorry nya! I really.. didn't mean to. I don't know what happened! " jay said, his voice wavering.
nya let out a sigh of frustration. " I am so done with all your stupid mistakes! it's always something with you! you always mess up something. weather it's burning your toast, dropping something, messing up missions. you're too much!! " she screamed, getting really close to jay. she was shaking out of anger, and jay was shaking as well, but out of pure fear. tears were streaming down his face. " im- I'm so.. sorry nya. " jay whispered, his voice shaky and terrified. nya seemed to get even more angry at this, and out of pure anger she pushed him. " I'm done! we need to break up. I just can't do this anymore! " nya screamed, ignoring the fact that her now ex boyfriend was on the floor. he just, sat there stunned.
jay cried more and more. he cried until he couldn't cry anymore, and he couldn't breathe. he didn't even notice that Kai and zane were sitting next to him. Kai had his arm wrapped around him, and zane was on the other side of him, holding jays arm. " jay, can you hear us? are you alright? did something happen? " zane said softly, trying to snap jay out of whatever state he was in. Jay took a deep breath, and clung onto zanes arm. he was still sobbing, but he mustered up the strength to mumble " I'm so so sorry.. i- i- messed everything up today.. " zane and Kai both gave each other worried looks. they had never seen jay so worked up. " jay it was a simple mistake! do not worry. nobody is mad at you. " zane said, letting jay cling onto his arm and giving him a reassuring smile. jay immediately shot him a look, sobbing more. " nya- broke up.. with me.. because I'm such a failure. " jay said, trying to wipe his tears. Kai immediately got up, going out of the room, presumably to go and see nya.
" jay, I need you to listen to me. Nya is mad right now, and I know it's hard she broke up with you but you didn't mean to do anything. it's okay. " zane said softly. he made jay stand up, and took him to his room. they both sat on the bed in silence until after a while, zane looked over and jay had fallen asleep. zane smiled, putting jay into a laying down position and quietly leaving the room. he then went and poked his head into Nyas room. he wanted to know more about this situation. obviously, everyone knew about what happened on the mission but why did she break up with him like that?
he then saw a crying nya, and a semi-comforting kai. he had never been the best person to comfort anyone, even his own sister. so seeing zane in the door way immediately made Kai usher him over.
" oh zane...? is jay okay? I want to apologize to him! where is he? " nya said, immediately springing up to her feet, practically grabbing zane by the neck. " he- he's in his room. id suggest you didn't go in there though, he cried himself to sle- " before zane could finish, nya was gone.
nya practically banged down jays door. when she came in, she saw jay sitting in his bed, sniffing. he was wiping his tears. his eyes were red and puffy from crying.
" jay.. I'm so- s- so sorry. " nya said, steadily approaching jay who was shaking again at the sound of her voice. " nya?! I'm so sorry.. " jay squeaked, his voice cracking slightly.
" jay I never shouldve broken up with you over something so stupid.. you're my yang. please, be my boyfriend again? " she mumbled, tears pinching her eyes. she hugged jay and began crying. both of them could hear the other start to sob, jay for the second time today.
" yea.. I'll be your boyfriend again. I'm sorry for being so stupid. " jay mumbled, burying his face into her chest. nya just chuckled and sighed from relief at the same time.
" I'm the one that's stupid jay. but.. then again you were stupid. I guess we can be stupid together. "
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eren x fem! reader
highschool au! omg i'd written this long ago fr
tw. uh language, confessing, oh im ur bestie (that's my trigger warning lmao💀💀), was written for my bestie but then i ended up posting it on wattpad so idk✋
reblogs appreciated !!
"has he really not replied yet?"
"let's just give him time..i'm sure it's a lot to take in when your best friend is in love with you."
"but, y/n...you're getting nervous.." aria held my shaking hand tightly and tried to calm me down.
we sat in the cafeteria together, next to the footballers' table.
my best friend, eren, was the captain of the football team and also my best friend for seven years.
how could i not fall for him?
how could i not fall for him when; his smile brightened my day, his laugh calmed my ears, his beautiful eyes looked right into my soul.
"hey, beautiful, wassup?" eren's voice brought me back to earth.
i looked at him with wide eyes. wait he was talking to me?? does this mean he feels the same?? or maybe he just doesn't wanna talk about it...no, but i need to know how he feels about me.
"uh...so you're okay with it?" i asked, extremely nervous.
he furrowed his eyebrows as he sat on the chair next to me.
"okay with..?"
"uh.........WAIT EREN WHERE'S YOUR PHONE!?" i yelled at the sudden realization that he hadn't checked my messages.
"woah, calm down, pretty girl. the battery died so it's in my bag..why?" he cocked an eyebrow leaned closer to me.
"oHHHH, i just wanted to stalk someone-" i laughed and quickly grabbed my phone.
"stalk them from your phone, the fuck?" he gave me a disgusted look and took a bite of his sandwich.
i chuckled and quickly deleted all the messages i had sent to him today.
"whaccha doin?" he craned his neck, peeking into my phone.
"hey! that's my chat, what're you deletingggg?" he whined with furrowed eyebrows.
"nothing, just a very offensive joke to men that i accidently sent-" damn, i was good at lying.
"she's lying." aria looked into my very shocked eyes. 'how could you betray me like that'
"tell him, y/n." i rolled my eyes at her and said, "i just did. It was an offensive-"
eren cut me off by banging his hand on the table. "It's not an offensive joke! I know that, i'm not dumb! but i also trust you, so i know if there's something important, you'd tell me without hesitation." he took a deep breath and leaned back into his seat.
"no- uh...it's- i- uh, eren, i like you-" he gasped loudly and pursed his lips together.
"see this is why i didn't tell you! It's just gonna be weird from now on! we're not gonna talk at all! it's all aria's fault-"
"y/n, i love you." my heart stopped and i suddenly forgot how to breathe.
"w-wha...t" JFNUVBERIUVBRIUVBR HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TALK-
"i do, i always have. it's like weird cause, i've always felt like we were in a relationship more than just friends... and i mean i gave you a lot of hints, too!" he smiled at me.
"what. uh- wait a minute, okay?" he nodded at me and i turned my body to aria.
"what the fuck do i say?! he said he likes me!!!" i squealed at her, making her scoff.
"just kiss him, dummy" she took a sip of her chocolate milkshake.
"you know i can hear you, right..?"
"if you can, then kiss her, dummy!" aria yelled, tired of how the situation wasn't escalating (which is why i never watch kdramas with her) and moved her chair to the other side to get a better view of both of us.
"uh...." eren looked at me and i looked at him.
"awkward" we both said together and laughed.
"y'all are dumb. dumb but cute." she laughed with us.
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HAIKYUU CHARACTERS THINKING YOU'RE BREAKING UP WITH THEM
(part 3 w/ Kita and Suna)
Part 1 | Part 2
⚠️ Warning⚠️: Angst
Holy shit. Did I just left a request for almost a month and a half. GOMEENNNN IM SO SORRY TO THE PERSON WHO REQUESTED IT. I forgot about it since I deleted Tumblr because y'know ✨storage✨ and because school is almost ending here and that means more school work. Im so so so so sorry, i hope finally posting the request can make it up to u. . .😔
Kita
He swung open the door, frowning. He isn't tired.
No.
He is exhausted.
The momment he went in your shared apartment, he was met by your crushing hug. Kita sighed, and slightly pushed you off.
"Hi. . ." You breathed out. "How was your day?"
Kita wanted to sarcastically say that it was the best, but he doesn't but to ruin your mood just because he had a very bad day.
"It's fine. . ." He simply said.
You laughed.
"How about let's go watch a movie?" You smiled, as you followed him into the bedroom. "I found a good one, it's called Ocean's 8!"
You watched as Kita slipped into his pajamas, not really noticing a deep frown on his face.
"It's about a heist, I know you like those," you carefully set the CD on to the player and turned on the TV, smiling when the movie started playing.
You strutted back to the bed and your eyes landed on Kita, who was already laying down on his side of the bed, back turned to you.
"Hey!" You nudged him playfully. "C'mon let's wat—"
"Cut it off!" Kita frowned.
Your smile dropped immediately.
"Stop it okay? God your so fucking annoying," he sighed. "You know sometimes I wish I didn't asked you out. I'll waiting for you to break up with me, I have no problem with that,"
Your eyes teared up. A heavy feeling settled at the bottom of your stomach. The way he didn't stutter and the way he sounds genuine only made it painful.
But he didn't really mean it.
Right?
"I'm sorry," you got off the bed and took out the CD from the player, trying to hide you shaky voice. "I won't bother you anymore,"
He really wished he didn't say that.
But it was too late.
He woke up to you packing your things. Surprised and confused, he slowly got up, waking to you.
"Love, what are you doing?" You froze for a second before continuing to pack your things faster. "Love?"
You went out the bedroom, leaving Kita confused. Memories came flooding back in his head. Slowly but painfully, panic settled him.
You came back in the bedroom to pack up your other things.
"Love," Kita took the bag out of your hands, eyeing the half-empty closet of yours nervously. "Stop,"
"Kita!" You tried to grab the bag back but in your disappointment, he raised it up, out of your reach.
"You used to call me 'Love'," he smiled sadly, his eyes starting to water. "What happened to that?"
You stopped your attempt to get the bag back and stared at him, your own eyes starting to water. He dropped the back and his arms fell in his sides limply.
"You know I didn't mean what I said yesterday right?" He tried so hard to not to cry and tried so hard to keep his composture.
"So tell me. . ."
He let his tears fall.
"Why are you leaving me?" He sobbed out. "Y-you— We promised we won't let each other go!" he screamed, tears falling down continuously, not stopping. "What happened to that?!"
You sobbed and looked at the side, not having the courage to look at him at the eye.
"Don't leave me!" He begged and fell on his knees, head hanging low.
You slowly kneeled down and took his head on your hands, crying because you hated seeing him like this.
"I won't," you smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I won't, love,"
He sobbed and hugged you, crying onto the crook of your neck.
"Don't do that ever again," he cried, body shaking furiously.
You closed you eyes, smiling as you try to stop your tears.
"I would never,"
"I love you," he sobbed.
More tears fell.
"I love you more," you whispered, hugging him tighter.
Suna
Waking up from your sleep, you turned to the side, trying to feel for the familiar warmth. You opened your eyes, and saw that Suna wasn't actually there.
Again.
Squinting in the dark, you felt for your phone. Pressing the contact, your fingers flew over the letters of the keyboard.
'Where are you?' You sent.
There was no reply.
After 20 minutes of laying back on the bed, your phone lit up again, flashing a notification from your boyfriend.
'I'm coming home,' he replied, yet he didn't answer your question.
After a couple of minutes waiting, the door opened, revealing Suna who looked very tired.
"Where were you?" You asked.
He didn't answer and went in the bathroom. Sighing, you lay down on your bed, scrolling on your phone. Your mind wandered off.
Where would he even go at this late times like this?
A dreadful thought, made your stomach drop.
He isn't cheating, is he?
You shook your head, he wouldn't do that. He would never will because you trust him.
Suna came out of the bathroom, hair wet and droplets falling on the floor.
"You didn't answer my question," you pointed out, back turned to him.
Suna groaned out and lay down on his side if bed, back also turned to you. "Chill, I had a volleyball practice with the twins,"
"At this late time?" You scoffed.
"What do you want me to say?" Suna frowned and turned off the night lamp. "That I'm cheating on you?" There was a rustle as he lay down on the bed. "Y/N, please stop, okay?"
"I never pointed out that you are cheating on me," you said, anger starting to take over you. "You're the one who mentioned it,"
You stayed silent.
"You're probably giving me a hint that you actually are,"
Suna laughed, it wasn't the usual one that he lets out that when you say a cheesy joke, but it sounds like a stressed one, not a genuine laugh.
"See?" He said. "You're suspicious of me. Stop thinking that I'm cheating on you or else I'll actually will,"
"Unless I break up with you before you even can," you spat, you tried to hide your tears but let it out because you realized he won't see you in the dark.
There was a few momments if silence. Not a comfortable one nor the awkward ones but the heart breaking ones because none of you are brave enough to speak out your feelings.
"You're gonna leave me?"
You tried to stay still to pretend you were sleeping, but it didn't work because you were already shaking from holding your sobs.
"Please don't," he softly said, there was a waver in his voice, and you know, you just know he was already crying.
"I love you, you know that," he said, he turned around a hugged you from your behind, spooning you. "So I'm begging you. . ."
"Don't leave me," he whispered, sobbing afterwards. Suna wasn't the type to cry infront of others and the type to try not to cry infront of you. You turned around, kissing his forehead and wiping his tears.
"You don't need to tell me that," you smiled, tears still falling as you pressing your cheek on his chest. "I won't do that anyways,"
"I love you," he croaked out.
"Shut up, I love you more,"
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~~~~ This was reposted from my Wattpad @thatguyinzecorner ~~~~
Argument
Warning: Some inexplicit language used. So dont read if your not above the age of concent.
You and your boyfriend Vision hardly ever argued. You had only had two in your five months together. Usually you made up in at least an hour. But not today.
You were just lounging in your room, late at night, when you realised that Vision had left his phone there after watching Netflix with you, before retreating back to his own a few minutes ago.
Your eyelids had become droopy, shielding your y/e/c eyes from the bright lights of your room.
You jolted awake, to the sound of Vision's phone ringing. You groaned, and looked to your left, your y/h/c hair flopping across your body.
You picked up the phone, which was lying on the bedside cabinet next to you. The number you didnt recognise, and you waited for them to leave a message, as you felt as though you shouldn't answer as it wasnt your buisness (well not yet anyway, if you see what I mean ;)).
The phone went silent, and Vision's British voice rang around the room, requesting for them to leave a message:
Beep:
"Hi Vis, it's Jenny. Just wondering if I could come round tonight for us to get up to our usual antics.
Wait no. That's not a good idea. Y/n will be there wouldnt they, that's too risky. Wouldnt want her finding out would we *insert irritating laugh here*.
Ok, baby. See you whenever. Bye."
The line was cut. Tears clouded your vision, you couldn't believe he would do this to you. You were also a bit confused how he hid it from you.
You decided to confront him over it, or else it would just keep plaguing your mind until you did.
You found him in the kitchen, just sitting reading, looking oh so innocent. Most of the others were in there too, doing other stuff, you were intent on making a scene. You stormed in and stood over him, glaring down.
"Yes, my love." He looked up to your eye level.
"Random question. Would you ever cheat on me?" You asked, arms folded. He gulped.
"No. No of course not, why- why would you think that."
"Oh. No reason. Maybe just because a girl called Jenny just called your phone, asking if she could come over TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU." you exclaimed raising your voice at the end part to really catch the others attention. You could tell from his expression that this information was true.
Everyone looked up from what they were doing and giving many confused expressions.
"Ummm, Y/n, I dont really think this is any of our business, could you take it somewhere else?" Steve asked politely, and you caught Nat giving you a sympathizing look, to which you weakly smiled.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Sorry for disturbing you guys."
You practically dragged Vision to your room and slammed the door behind you.
"HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON FOR." you yelled, making him flinch.
"For a start, I dont see how it any buisness of yours what I do with other girls." He replied smoothly, almost like he had rehersed for this conversation.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME. IM YOUR GIRLFRIEND. DO I MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?" Tears streamed down your face, as you brought a shaking hand through your hair.
" W- why. I know I'm slightly overweight and socially awkward. I thought none of that mattered to you." You sobbed, sliding down the wall.
"You- you dont understand y/n."
"WHAT COULD I NOT UNDERSTAND, HMMM. I THOUGHT YOU WERE LOYAL, DIFFERENT EVEN. BUT NO. YOU'RE JUST AS SICK AND TWISTED AS THE REST OF THEM."
This, this broke you. You thought he cared, was there for you. Of course. He was an Avenger, girls swooned to him all the time, why would you be special?
Vision was in silence, looking at the floor.
"How many times was it?" You whispered after you had somewhat calmed down.
"Seven."
"SEVEN? SERIOUSLY." You shouted again.
Nat burst in through the door. She took one look at you and immediately knew what the matter was, she was your best friend after all.
She sat next to you, sending Vision a glare. She had a quiet conversation with you, one that he couldn't hear.
When you were finished, she stood approaching Vision, red hair swooping behind her.
"What the hell did she do to deserve a cheating, lying, little bitch like you?" She sneered, shoving him violently in the chest. He stumbled backwards, again he said nothing, just avoided eye contact with both of you.
She went back to you, stroking your hair caringly, as you lay in her lap, reassuring you everything was going to be ok as you silently sobbed.
Vision silently left the room in silence, knowing that you needed space.
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My Soulmates 1
Genre:Soulmate AU, fluff,angst, eventual smut
Pairing: Idol Jimin x Lawyer Reader x Idol Jungkook
Warnings: some swearing (Y/N has a trash mouth sometimes)
A/N: I’m so excited to bring you my story. I hope you all enjoy this first chapter.
Please read the teaser and prologue first if you haven’t already.
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October 7, 2018 4:36pm
The boys had been practicing since 8am that morning with limited breaks, and were tired and hungry. They were all going to dinner and begin making their way to the elevator, laughing and joking with each other. Namjoon was deep in thought when the doors of the elevator opened and a woman came out barreling right into the midst of the group. Her head was down, and she seemed absorbed in something on the iPad she held in her hands when she must have realized what she had done. Namjoon heard her gasp and reach out towards Jimin and Jungkook and thought she might be trying to steady herself as they were reaching out to her as well. He couldn’t believe it when they all began collapsing on the floor, the other boys trying to catch them. He noticed that the three were still grasping onto each other, and a red ring began to encircle their ring fingers and travel up their arms. The other boys were staring at this as well and they looked at each other shaking their heads. All of them mumbled the same thing
...”Oh Shit!”
You felt warm and cocooned for some reason. It was so cozy and you didn’t want to wake up. Wait, when did I go home? Your thoughts were hazy and you were trying to figure out where you were. You tried to stretch and found yourself bumping into something hard. As you started groping around you realized that this was not your pillow at all but felt like a chest. A mans chest. You have never moved so fast as you just did sitting yourself up. “What the hell...!” You look and see you are on a bed with not one but two boys cuddled up around you. Fear immediately sets in as you look around the room and see sleeping figures on another bed and couch.
“What the fuck...!” You said out loud quickly slapping both your hand over your mouth so as not to awaken the men in the room. You are in bed with, and surrounded by BTS. They are the worlds most famous boy band. They are the Nations Treasures. THEY ARE YOUR CLIENTS!!! Your mind explodes right then and there. You think to yourself ’What Tumblr, A03, Wattpad fanfic did I just wake up in.’
‘OH MY GOD IM IN A COMA!!!! That has to be it. There cannot be any other explanation. I’m in a coma and I transported into some sucky ass wannabe Hallmark Movie’.
All you can think of is that you have some sort of brain tumor and have fallen into a life altering, dream fugue-like state and all your teenage and young adult fantasies are blending together therefore you have conjured up some poly bias delusional weirdness in yor muddled brain. This isn’t real...this isn’t real... this isn’t real....... You pinch yourself and...oh shit that hurt. You struggle to get off the bed which isn’t easy by any means when two pairs of arms AND legs keep trying to pull you back down. You debate screaming bloody murder when you hear someone speak.
“You’re awake”. You turned your head and saw someone sitting up rubbing his eyes looking at you. You recognized the leader of said boy band Namjoon from the many many posters around BigHit.
“I am” your voice sounding more calm than you felt. “Can you tell me where I am and why I’m here with all of you like some weird slumber party?” You we’re holding on the the last shreds of professionalism that you could before screaming to the high heavens.
“You don’t remember finding your soulmates” he asked?
“Excuse me, my what now?” You cocked your head like you didn’t hear him right. “What on earth are you going on about? Soulmate, I don’t have a soulmate.”
“Soulmates” he corrected. By now some of the other members were starting to wake up.
“I AM in a COMA”. You were starting to babble incoherently in a mix of Korean and English with some well placed Spanish swear words your mother used to use when you were little and she was mad. You we’re starting to panic and began trying to climb off the bed all the while the two boys on your bed were snoozing away like nothing was happening. You managed to fall off of the bed and skittered backwards like a crab til your back hit the wall. You slapped your cheeks willing yourself to wake up.
Namjoon looked next to him and asked “Jin can you call Yuna? I think she may be able to help out with...” he looked at you realizing he didn’t know your name. Jin got up and walked towards the window to call someone.
“Y/N. Sona Y/N.” I...I..I’m a temporary lawyer working at BigHit on some of your international contracts. I’d like to say nice to meet you but maybe when there’s a less murdery vibe and location.” You were quickly getting your bearings together and began to gather your composure. “Now can you please tell me why I’m here being cuddled to death by those thing one and thing two over there” you point towards the bed. Several giggles and laughs were heard at this. You on the other hand were not sure what was so funny.
A deep voice in the corner answered this time. “Well thing one and two as you called them, or as we like to call them Jimin and Jungkook are your soulmates “ he said matter-of-factly like it was everyday normal. “I’m Taehyung, you can call me Tae or Tae-Tae to piss them off if you want.” His big boxy grin made him look like a mischievous child You couldn’t help but give him a wary smile. Someone else, you think it was J-Hope came towards you and thrust forward a hand. You cautiously took it and he helped you up from the floor. You began dusting off your skirt and straightening your blouse internally thanking the almighty upstairs that you were still clothed while eying all of them suspiciously. “I’m Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi if you want.”
Jin turned around after hanging up and offered you the only chair in the room. You quickly shuffled over sitting down and tried to ask again why you were here. In a bedroom, on a bed with your soulmates and their band mates all in the same room. “ Can someone please just tell me what happened?” Your voice staring to crack as you were close to tears. “This just feels too extrodinary to believe. You keep saying I have soulmates, as in plural. I didn’t even know that was possible.” It was then that you looked at your left hand and saw the red string tatoo. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME....Did I have a stroke? How...what...why...” your words became so jumbled you weren’t making any sense and you were pretty sure a panic attack was just a moment away from tackling your neurotic ass into submission. Jin kneeled in front of you telling you to breathe. “ In through the nose....out through the mouth Y/N. You can do it just breathe in and out, in and out...that’s it, you got it, in...out.” You sat there holding his hands while Tae began rubbing your back in circles as they were trying their best to calm you down. Jin explained to you that he also has a soulmate named Yuna and she is ready to come talk to you about what being attached to an idol can be like.
Across the room you heard a groggy voice “Uugghhhh....get off me Jungkookah. Why are we in bed? What happened” could be heard from the bed you just left. Jimin was sitting up while shoving Jungkook off of him and staring around the room. Jungkook fell off the bed. He jumped up and was getting ready to tackle his hyung who knocked him down when his eyes landed on you. He was confused as to why a woman, a very pretty woman, but a woman nonetheless was sitting in their studio bedroom at BigHit, surrounded by four of his hyungs. “Um, hello” he said quietly making Jimin look in the same direction. Eyes got wide when he also said a quiet hello and then proceeded to ask Namjoon “ What’s going on. Who is she and why are we all in here. I thought we were going to dinner?”
“See, I’m not the only one confused” you exclaimed louder and much squeakier than you meant. “Apparently we are soulmates” you say while gesturing to the both of them and yourself. “Surprise “ you say throwing up jazz hands and beginning to laugh at the outrageous looks on both of their faces.
“Who, who is your soulmate?” They both say at the same time.
Namjoon looks at you knowing you are barely holding on at the moment and answers for you. “All three of you are soulmates”.
They stare at each other then at you then at the group and both start laughing. “Ok ok, good joke hyung, stop playing around. Did you knock us out and this is a mystery mission? “ “Are we on a run BTS episode we didn’t know was being filmed?” They took turns asking like this was a prank or something.
When they see no one other than you are deadly serious they stop and start to freak out as well. “ARE YOU SERIOUS?” They look at each other only to both shout out that they couldn’t be soulmates. Why is it just happening now after knowing each other all these years. Brothers yes, soulmates no. NOPE. NO WAY, WHAT THE FUCK.
You get up and walk over to them. You grab both of their left hands and show them the tattoos. You peek inside your shirt and confirm you have the soulmates date above your heart, and tell them to check their chests as well. You strangely feel calm being around the two of them and less like a victim of some K-Pop Serial Killer drama that you stepped into, and you realize they also both settle down while you’re holding onto them.
Namjoon gets up and begins to explain that though it’s rare, there are known cases of multiple soulmates. They are harder to find because all of the mates must be together for their souls to connect. Once they do connect though the bond is stronger than a normal soulmates bond and can come with difficulties due to the relationship aspect of it. Prejudice often follows a poly soulmate connection due to the narrow mindedness of society and can often be looked down on. He tells the three of you that you should tell management right away so they can have a plan in place. Fans aren’t always supportive of their bias’s soulmates, and Y/N having two of the most popular idols in Korea as hers are going to come with challenges. Especially with you being a foreigner.
You three look at each other and back at Namjoon, silently agreeing to these terms. He also suggests you three need time together alone to get to know about each other because you all three had different lives leading up to today, and it would be best to figure out where you all should go from here. Other people’s feelings and relationships are going to be affected by what has happened and you all needed to be prepared for any backlash.
“Ok, now that this is all settled can we please get some dinner?” You hear from the other bed where apparently Yoongi has been napping throughout all the mental breakdowns.
To be continued...
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𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞?
Jennie X Female Reader
(24.4k words)
synopsis: y/n kim was never close to her older sister, it could be because of the age difference considering her sister was fifteen when she was born, but y/n has tried everything to make jennie kim like her — all attempts were unsuccessful. why didn't jennie like her?
A/N; Another fic of mine from wattpad. Hope you all enjoy :)
Kim Household, Hongdae
5:00PM
Author's POV.
y/n tried understanding but to this day, she still can't. y/n knows that all sisters aren't supposed to get along, but they at least still hold some love for each other but y/n doesn't know if that's the case when it comes to her own sister. her parents always told her that jennie's just a little older that's why she's like that, but y/n has seen her own sister get along well with their young cousins. y/n has seen the way jennie took care of their younger cousins, she's seen the way jennie plays with them so y/n is baffled as to why jennie hated her so much.
y/n has tried everything, she promises she has. she always cooked jennie's favourite foods whenever the older would visit home from work, whenever jennie would complain to her parents that her back hurt, or her body ached, y/n would be at the store buying jennie medicine. if jennie complained and said she wanted something, y/n would beg their parents for money just so she could buy it for her older sister, but all attempts were unsuccessful. all she would ever receive is a scowl or if it's in front of their parents, a forced 'thank you.' nothing was ever sincere and y/n could see that she was making no progress. all she wanted was an older sister who she could be best friends with, why was that so hard?
y/n was sixteen and jennie was thirty one, sure, jennie was usually always visiting home and chilling with their parents, but not once did jennie try to hangout with y/n. it made y/n insecure and unloved. her parents loved her but her sister didn't. y/n just didn't know why jennie hated her so much. y/n got to see roseanne get cuddled and kissed by alice and jisoo to jiyoon, but y/n was always there, alone with no one to talk to. sure, her parents were there and they were amazing parents but there's certain things a child can't talk to their parents about. y/n can't go up to her own mother and just ask why she was getting hormonal in the morning and why she was feeling things for girls. when y/n first experienced the experiences of boys, she had no idea who to turn to.
her father? nope, that's just weird. her sister? nope, jennie didn't like talking to her and if y/n remembers correctly, y/n is sure jennie hasn't spoken more than two sentences to her in their fifteen years of life together.
"y/n-ah!" the girl jolts from her chair and nearly falls on her ass hearing her mother yell her name from downstairs. having one last look at her uncompleted science work, y/n figures she'll just finish it after doing whatever her mother had called her to do. "yeah eomma?" chaerin walks up the stairs and leans on her daughter's door frame, crossing her arms. "i need you to call your sister y/n/n," y/n freezes and stands up from her spot. "....why?"
"your father and i are going to be in a conference call in five minutes and i need you to tell your sister that we're having lunch at halmeoni and halabeoji's palce."
y/n gulps, when was the last time she spoke to her sister on the phone? oh right, never.
y/n is surprised she even has jennie's number, unless jennie already changed it. "can you do that for me?" chaerin waits as her daughter looks everywhere but her. chaerin was aware of her daughter's relationship. she knew that jennie didn't like y/n, it was obvious that the entire kim family just decided to ignore it to not cause any more issues. chaerin can't help but feel bad for y/n but she has no control over what her daughter does and thinks. jennie is a grown woman, she knows right from wrong and chaerin is finished trying to parent her grown daughter. all she can do is be there for y/n and love her to fill the void that jennie has left as an older sister.
chaerin knows about the looks y/n gives roseanne and alice, she sees the envy that portrays in her eyes and chaerin knows that y/n wishes to have that.
"uhm..o-okay. is this still her number?" chaerin watches as her daughter shows her a contact, "yes it is." y/n nods lightly and scratches her head, "okay. i'll call her. when does she finish?"
"she finishes around five but i want you to call her now so that she knows in advance," y/n pouts and whines to her mother, "but eomma, she can be busy and i don't want to disturb her.." chaerin shakes her head and sits down on her daughter's bed. "you won't disturb her, you're family."
y/n wants to think that's true, she wants to believe that jennie at least sees her as family but she knows it's far from the truth, jennie can't even stand being in the same room as her. when y/n was four, jennie got mad at her because she accidentally mixed up jennie's school papers that were lying on the coffee table. y/n will never forget the way jennie looked at her with so much hatred and pure anger. "she's a lawyer eomma, she's probably busy. i'll do it when she's done work," chaerin sighs and pulls her daughter to sit with her on the bed.
"y/n, please. jennie won't get mad at you. i promise."
"..okay." chaerin smiles and kisses y/n's cheeks, "thank you y/n/n."
y/n watches as her mother walks out of her room after giving her a near impossible task. y/n is surprised jennie didn't change her number. y/n looks at her phone and hesitates to click jennie's number.
maybe she should come up with an excuse or maybe she should just text her sister but y/n knows that jennie is busy and a text will not get her attention. "fuck me.." y/n says softly so that her mother or father doesn't hear her. apparently her parents could hear from a mile away but when she talks beside them or shouts back when they call for her they can't hear her. y/n laughs at the irony.
after hesitating for four more seconds, y/n clicks on jennie's number and lifts the phone to her ear.
it rings once, twice and three times. y/n sits there, waiting and as she's about to give up, she hears jennie pick up the call.
*phone conversation*
"what?"
"....u-unnie..i uhm..eomma asked-"
"do you not know how to speak?"
"s-sorry..i just, eomma needed me to call yo-"
"okay about what? can you hurry up because i'm busy."
"we're having dinner with halmeoni and halabeoji tonight, so eomma said that you can just go straight there after work."
"that's all? why didn't you just text me? you're wasting my time."
"i- sorry. i didn't think a text message would get your attention."
"i would've seen it after work. do you not have any logic?"
"i'm sorry unnie."
"whatever. bye."
"bye-"
*phone conversation - end.*
y/n lowers her phone and feels tears start to prick her eyes. jennie's voice was just so cold. it was so distant and y/n felt herself feel so small whenever she was involved with jennie. would it have been better if y/n was never born? did jennie hate her that much for being born? was jennie jealous because she got more attention when jennie needed it during her high school years? all these thoughts ran through y/n's head, she was so beyond confused and had no idea how she was going to make it better or how she was even going to begin.
all y/n wishes is for the dinner to go well.
~
Cheongdamn, South Korea
5:20PM
Author's POV.
jennie surprisingly arrived on time that she herself was even shocked. jennie wasn't the best at coming to things on time or early. she was a busy woman, her career was going well and that's all she was focusing on. she didn't have time to play around or goof off, she was a serious woman who had an agenda and priorities.
"jennie, can you stay with your sister while we go pick up some things for dinner?" jennie hears her mother speak while she was working on some documents of her latest case, "and can you please put those away and not do work. talk to your sister while we're gone," chaerin looked at her with those same eyes and jennie just rolled her own, "you can't force me to talk to y/n," y/n was sitting in the same table as jennie so she could hear everything loud and clear. y/n wasn't sure if jennie was speaking loudly like that just to spite her but y/n knows that that's exactly what jennie is doing.
"jennie kim."
"eomma. i have so many things to work on and i can't have-"
"jennie, you barely talk to your sister, use this time to-"
"eomma no. i have more important matters to focu-"
"just this once."
jennie relented and started rummaging through her papers, completely ignoring her mother and sister who were both staring at her. "we'll be back in a few minutes," chaerin kisses jennie's forehead and then y/n's. y/n and jennie watch as their family gets into their cars and heads off to wherever they were heading, leaving the two of them alone.
it was so awkward, y/n just wanted to get out of the dining room and go outside just to escape this awkward atmosphere. all she could hear was jennie's papers and the click of her laptop. y/n knows it's best not to bother her sister so she pulls out her phone and starts texting the group chat that jisoo made.
*text conversation*
lisa - italics
roseanne - bold
jisoo - italics bold
: chaerin kim left me with my sister
manobangbang: shit, really? aren't you supposed to be at a family dinner?
: yeah but they all left because they needed to get something so now im left with jennie and all shes doing is wrking :/
chaeng: how are you holding up? is she being mean to you??
turtlerabbit: if she is, lemme beat her up. i know kungfu
: jisoo...you said you could play the drums but all you did was bang repeatedly on one of them
turtlerabbit: fuck you.
manobangbang: why don't you try talking to her? see if she actually responds?
chaeng: babe, are you asking our best friend to get a death sentence?
: thank you chae. i'm not trying to get killed today. i had to call her today and she was just...very cold. i don't know what else i could od, i don't even know why she ahtes me sm..
turtlerabbit: the amount of typos..
chaeng: jisoo..
: shut the fuck up chu, i don't need your negative imput rn. this is so awkward, i don't know what to do.
manobangbang: just leave and go somewhere else?
: gee, why didn't i think of that lisa? wow.
chaeng: no srsly, why dont you just leave or smth?
: that's rude chae, i don't want her to think i'm rude too. she already hates me enough.
manobangbang: well since you don't want to do anythign with your situation, you're just gonna have to bear with it.
: ughhhhhhhhh, why couldn't your family come chu? this would've been less awkward.
turtlerabbit: sorry y/n/n, we're having dinner at my sisters today :)
: fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
chaeng: what's she doing rn?
: still working, why can't she just leave first so i don't have to leave?
manobangbang: hey baby, i have your food, open the door :))))))
manobangbang: oh shit. wrong chat, fuck.
turtlerabbit: KNEW IT! YOU'RE SUCH A SIMP FOR CHAE! YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T GOING TO BUY HER FOOD JSUT BECAUSE SHE ASKED YOU LIS!
: aweeeee, lisa is so sweet.
chaeng: you said that lis? wow..if i recall properly, you bought me pads and tampons yesterday at three because i said i ran out and then you proceeded to buy me food with that :/
manobangbang: chae..abby, i was just joking :(
chaeng: who the fuck is abby?!
manobangbang: BABY***** BABY** I MAENT BABY NOT ABBY.
turtlerabbit: uh-oh....BAJAAHHAHAHAHAHHA this shit is getting interesting.
: you guys are such a mess.
chaeng: shut the fuck up y/n and go back to your petty sister.
: FUCK OFF CHAENG ABAHAHAHAH. ya'll are so annoying.
manobangbang: babe..please open the door. i'm sorrryyyy
chaeng: go home lisa.
manobangbang: babe it was a mistake! i promise, there's no abby!
turtlerabbit: keep it going chae, my popcorn will not be wasted.
: soo, wanna give me sum?
turtlerabbit: i dunno, do i like you enough?
: i dunno, do you?
manobangbang: in front of my salad, really? go home you two and stop flirting.
chaeng: LISA!
: oh fuck, jennie just left the table...welp. looks like i've gotta go now.
chaeng: awe babe..i'm so srry :(
turtlerabbit: do you need my popcorn? i can bring you sum :(
manobangbang: tell jennie to fuck herself :) love you.
: bye guys!
*text conversation - end.*
y/n looks up from her phone and sees jennie returning back to the table, her face looking like the usual bitch face she always had. y/n was about to leave but seeing jennie return back to the table made y/n feel obligated to stay.
jennie sits down across from y/n and resumes her work, not one uttering a word to her younger sister. y/n sighs and gets up from the table, she decided to create some coffee for herself since she was craving it.
"unnie...do you want coffee?" jennie doesn't respond and continues typing on her laptop like y/n didn't even exist. y/n just nods to herself and tries to keep her tears at bay. all she wanted was for jennie to talk to her. damnit, why was it like this? was jennie still mad at her because she messed up her school assignments? it didn't matter how hard y/n tried to think, she can't think of why jennie hated her so much.
jennie clearly heard y/n's question but it wasn't important so why should she answer? this case in front of her was more important than what her sister was asking her about. she knows she's a bitch to her little sister and although she can't pin point the reason why, all she knows is that it's too late to fix whatever is between y/n and her. y/n was way too young to even understand what jennie was thinking so why should jennie bother trying to make her younger sister understand?
y/n was just her sister, that's all. they're just blood related, they don't have to be best friends and jennie is sticking by that. they can co-exist together but that's all they'll ever be.
did jennie feel bad? not really. did y/n deserve to be treated this way? no, but it was better this way.
"hopefully while we were away you two actually talked," jiyong spoke as he set the groceries down on the table, but seeing as his eldest daughter was still working and y/n was no where to be found, jiyong quickly figured out that the two didn't speak the whole time they were gone. jiyong sighs and closes jennie's laptop. "appa, what the hell?" jennie spoke through her teeth, she was almost finished. "your mother and i asked you to speak to y/n jennie but she's no where to be found," jennie only now noticed that y/n wasn't in the kitchen anymore. looks like y/n left after making her coffee.
"i have work appa, that's more impor-"
"more important than your sister jennie?" jennie rolled her eyes, her parents were always on her ass about y/n, why should she care about y/n? "she's sixteen appa, she can find entertainment herself," jennie rolled her eyes and jiyong slammed his palm on the table. he was sick and tired of seeing his eldest treat his youngest like shit. he's seen the way y/n tried her hardest ever since she could speak to try to get close to jennie.
jiyong remembers the one time y/n wanted to sleep with jennie because she had a nightmare but all jennie did was push her away and yell at her for coming into her room. jiyong still remembers the way y/n looked, her eyes were the saddest he's ever seen. it broke his heart. jennie was a lovely girl but ever since y/n was born, she just started turning different.
"jennie, you know-" jennie was thankful that her grandpa walked in or else she would've had the same conversation she's had with her parents over and over again. jennie wasn't sure she wanted to hear it again. "are you two ready to start the grill? y/n is excited already," sunghyun speaks as he curls an arm around his eldest granddaughter. "yes appa, we're ready," jiyong says with a forced smile as he walks away from the two. "okay, come on then jenjen, let's go and start to eat."
~
family dinner was awkward, y/n tried her hardest to not make it awkward but they kept asking her about her dating life and y/n didn't want to answer questions like that in front of jennie, she didn't want jennie to judge her taste in women and didn't even know if jennie knew she was gay.
"do you have a girlfriend yet?" their grandma asks, her smile so bright that y/n couldn't help but to smile as well. "uhm..no, not yet halmeoni," jennie was sitting beside her, surprisingly and y/n was glad she didn't receive a glare when her grandma flat out asked if she had a girlfriend.
jennie was quiet the entire time but when their grandma mentioned a girlfriend, jennie couldn't help but grip her fork a little harder. her sister was way too young to be dating.
"so you're not with jisoo?"
"n-no..halmeoni. jisoo and i are just friends,"
"but jisoo told me she liked you," y/n didn't know whether to be shocked that jisoo actually like her or the fact that her grandma just exposed jisoo without even knowing. "oh..i-i..i didn't know that," chaerin laughs and shakes her head at her mother, "eomma, you just outed jisoo's secret," their grandma stops for a moment and laughs before shaking her head, "oh well. at least now y/n can say that she likes jisoo back-"
"halmeoni, y/n already said that she and jisoo aren't dating. stop pushing the subject," jennie's cold cut voice breaks the easy conversation at the table. y/n looks at her sister in shock, she didn't expect for jennie to defend her let alone even talk about her. jennie doesn't know why she did what she just did so she just keeps her head down and continues eating her food.
y/n has never seen jennie look so angry before. sure jennie has been angry at her multiple times for reasons that y/n still has no idea why, but this kind of angry look that jennie had made her shiver.
the rest of dinner goes by without any more comments from jennie or y/n, they both just let the older adults in the room talk, occasionally jennie would join in but because y/n was literally only sixteen, not even a legal adult yet, she stayed out of most of the conversations and only answered when conversation was directed at her.
~
through her daze, y/n gets shook awake. it's not the gentle way her mother wakes her up nor the loving way her father wakes her up, this person who was waking her up was ruthless. "y/n, wake up. you'll be late for school."
more shaking and y/n finally opens her eyes and turns to her side to see who the fuck was waking her up at six in the morning when her classes didn't start until eight thirty. "w-what the? unnie?" jennie's face is the first thing y/n sees and y/n isn't too sure what to think. was she dreaming? why the hell was her older sister in her room, waking her up when jennie barely even went into her room when she was still in high school?
"yeah, get up and get ready for school."
"what are you doing in here?" y/n watches as jennie goes into her closet and picks out an outfit for her, takes out a pair of shoes and sets it beside her bed all while responding to y/n. "eomma and appa can't take you to school today and it's my day off so appa asked me to take you. now hurry up or you're walking to school," there's no way jennie kim just agreed like that. their parents probably had to pay jennie loads of cash just for jennie to agree.
y/n wipes her eyes and looks at her clock. "my school doesn't start until eight thirty today and it's five.." y/n tries her best to sound polite and not annoyed because she just got woken up at five and jennie never interacts with her and she finds herself not wanting jennie to leave already but she's so tired and jennie just woke her up at five.
"doesn't mean you can't get a head start on your day. hurry up, i'll be downstairs."
"unnie-"
"it's jennie."
"but you're my unnie-"
"i don't want you to call me that. it's jennie for fucks sake y/n, get used to it. now hurry up and stop wasting my time."
y/n clutched onto her bedsheets and looked at jennie's figure that was near her bedroom door. "why did you even agree to this?"
"who says i agreed?"
"well you're here, aren't you?"
"just because i'm here doesn't mean i agreed willingly. this is the last place i want to be." and with that, jennie left her room, leaving y/n to sit on her bed and wonder if it was even worth it being in this family when her own sister didn't even like her.
y/n talks a shower, longer than usual since she had about three hours to spare. her mind just couldn't wrap her head around jennie being in the same house as her. as soon as jennie turned twenty three, she moved out and y/n hasn't seen her since. sure jennie always comes regularly to hangout with their parents but in those times, y/n knows that jennie doesn't want to see her so she usually hides out in her room or hangs out with jisoo, lisa or roseanne. now though, jennie was actually here because of y/n and y/n didn't know if she liked it or hated it.
she always felt like she was walking on eggshells whenever it came to jennie, she felt like one wrong move and she'll trigger jennie. she learned by the age of six that it's best to leave her older sister alone and not get in the way if she wanted to live peacefully in the house, if she got in jennie's way or made the girl mad that only meant for their parents to get mad and then a whole screaming match would ignite in their home and y/n didn't want any more of those, so she learned how to back off and mind her own business whenever it came to her older sister.
but that doesn't mean she didn't try. she always did try with jennie, always tried to get on her good side by doing things for her, cooking for her and gifting her things even though y/n is fully aware that jennie can but herself all the luxuries in the world, especially now that she was an adult with a blooming career. but like always, y/n was unsuccessful.
it's not like she stopped trying but she just stopped trying to gift jennie or cook for her, she just wanted to talk with her sister and hangout but it's so hard when you don't know why she hates you in the first place.
y/n gets out of the shower and dries herself off, she takes the outfit that jennie got from her closet and puts it on. a band-like Chanel shirt paired with black Dickies cargo pants. y/n was really happy when her mother gifted her that Chanel band-like vintage looking shirt during christmas, she's always been a fan of Chanel.
as per usual, that christmas, jennie didn't gift her anything but y/n was already used to it. it used to affect her, especially when she was young but now y/n was just used to it and didn't expect jennie to care enough to give her something. she just appreciated that jennie was with them during christmas.
after putting on some light make up to cover her eye bags that she gained because of non-stop studying, she prayed on some Chanel no.5 perfume and exited her bathroom.
heading downstairs with her shoes in her hands because in their asian household, shoes weren't allowed to be used inside the house, y/n cautiously walks to the kitchen where she was going to prepare her breakfast and lunch since she had way too much time.
she usually bought lunch or breakfast with jisoo or lisa since they were the ones she'd meet up with in the morning but since she had too much time to spare because of her sister waking her up at such an ungodly hour, she decided she'd put her cooking skills to test and make her own food.
but she was surprised to see jennie there, a plate full of food and her bento container filled to the brim with food. "what are you doing just standing there, hurry and eat before it gets cold." jennie spoke as she sipped on her coffee and continued working on her work. "t-thank you unnie."
"it's jennie. get it through your head."
"i'm sorry."
not another word is spoken and y/n eats awkwardly with her sister sitting in the same island table as her. she expected jennie to leave and go to the living room but she stayed and kept y/n company. well that's what y/n is pretending, she's pretending that jennie is staying at the table because she's wanting to keep y/n company but y/n knows that jennie prefers the table to work at, she's always been like that ever since high school.
"we'll leave at 8:00." jennie speaks, her eyes never leaving the screen and her fingers never stop the typing on her laptop. y/n watches and worries for jennie's eyes and despite jennie's glasses on her face, y/n still worries that her sister's eyes are getting worse because glasses can only help so much.
"okay, i'll be meeting with jisoo anyway."
"jisoo again? don't you have any other friends than her?"
"...lisa and chaeng have something planned together this morning so jisoo and i are just going to hangout before classes." jennie stops typing and y/n waits for jennie to do something but the girl just resumes.
"we'll leave at 8:20 then," y/n furrows her eyebrows and looks at her sister weirdly, "but-"
"are you going to complain? i'm already here instead of relaxing on my off day, don't expect me to follow your rules."
"unnie i didn't-"
"i told you not to call me unnie."
"well what do you expect me to say? you're my sister,"
"so? does it mean i want you to call me that?" when y/n doesn't say anything, jennie just scoffs and shakes her head. "exactly. so stop calling me that because we're not close for you to be calling me that."
y/n just nods and loses her appetite. "i'll be back down when we're ready to go."
jennie doesn't even move when y/n leaves the table, all she's concerned about is her work.
it's eight twenty when jennie checks up on her sister to see if she's ready to go. she sees y/n on the bed, phone in hand, smiles on her face and giggles coming out of her mouth. jennie rolls her eyes and tightens her grip on the door knob. "y/n, stop talking to whoever on the phone, let's go." y/n abruptly stops the conversation and nods her head, eyes not meeting jennie's. "did eomma and appa raise you to be like that?" y/n looks at her older sister in complete confusion, "what?"
"didn't they teach you to look into the eyes of the person who's talking to you? you don't look down like you're blind y/n." y/n trembles in her spot and gulps, jennie was absolutely terrifying and so incredibly mean that y/n just didn't know how to act around her. anything she did, even the slightest, could set jennie off. "i'm sorry unnie-"
"one more slip up and you're walking to school." usually when siblings say this, they don't actually mean it but y/n knows jennie, even though they aren't close, she still knows her sister and she knows her sister isn't joking. joking was something jennie didn't do. in all her sixteen years of life, y/n has never heard her sister crack a joke or laugh or even smile. it was like when she was born, jennie just decided to stop living life lightly.
did y/n steal their parents' attention so much to the point where jennie had to start acting like an adult when she was just a teenager?
"are you coming down or not?" jennie speaks again, her eyes showing great irritation and y/n pathetically nods before walking behind her sister.
"i don't like you hanging around jisoo," jennie stated as they both got into jennie's sleek 2021 Porsche 911 Turbo S (a/n: yes, i love cars. what's new bahah).
y/n realizes that this is probably the longest conversation she's ever had with jennie and the girl uses it to criticize her friendship with jisoo. one of her best friends. "why..you like rosie and lisa," jennie watches as y/n goes to sit in the passenger seat but after seeing her sister's eyes watching her like a hawk, y/n decides it's best to sit in the back seat. "i never said that," y/n furrows her eyebrows and remembers the times where jennie has actually smiled they were always directed towards roseanne or lisa. jennie never smiles. her happy face was her bitch face.
"but you smile at them?" y/n responds quietly, she didn't want to anger jennie or set her off while she was driving. "doesn't mean i like them. it's called putting on a front y/n, don't you know what that is?" y/n wants to respond in a sassy tone but she can't find it in herself to bring attitude whenever she spoke to jennie. even though the older girl barely acknowledged her, y/n respected her so much and looked up to her.
she admired jennie to the point that whatever jennie gave her, she'd be fine with. all she ever wanted was just for her and jennie to see eye to eye. if jennie couldn't love her like a sister, or care for her, then y/n would accept anything else jennie had to offer.
call her desperate but y/n still loved jennie and she felt attached to her. she liked having jennie around even though the girl would curse her out or glare at her like she was a criminal.
so y/n keeps her mouth shut, fingers picking at her nails to distract her of that awkward air inside jennie's car.
jennie looks in the rear view mirror and watches as y/n fidgets with her hands, jennie sighs and shakes her head. her sister was too sensitive. so what if jennie didn't like jisoo? jisoo wasn't a good influence on y/n anyway. y/n was too good of a student to be getting distracted by girls like jisoo. jennie simply didn't like jisoo for y/n, that's that.
"what time do your classes end?"
"around three but i need to study so i get home around eight."
"are you stupid? why would you do that?"
"because i need to study-"
"you're just setting yourself up for disaster y/n. that's such a stupid decision to make."
y/n wonders in her head what made jennie annoyed again. they were just having a conversation of their classes. "i'll pick you up at three sharp. you aren't going anywhere after and can study at home."
"i need to study with roseanne-"
"does it look like i give a shit y/n? i need you at home so that i can attend to more important matters other than taking care of you-"
"okay."
without another word, y/n's heart felt heavy, filled to the brim with emotions she wasn't sure she was able to swallow, she exited her sister's vehicle.
jennie shakes her head when jisoo appears by y/n's side and tugs the girl into a hug. y/n was only setting herself up for failure if she kept hanging around jisoo.
~
"hey, y/n, babe. you need to tell us what's going on." y/n snaps her head towards the direction of that voice. y/n spots roseanne leaning on lisa's shoulder while sipping on a juice box, an organic one at that. "going on? nothing's going on," roseanne shakes her head and leaves her girlfriend's side to sit next to y/n. "we've been best friends for so fucking long y/n, you can't hide things from us, we'll know either way."
it was lunch break and y/n couldn't really eat the lunch that jennie made her. it wasn't that it tasted bad, it was really good, y/n knew her sister was a good cook. y/n figures that jennie got that gene from their parents since y/n wasn't that bad at cooking either. their father always whipped up the best dishes. y/n just couldn't really swallow anything and keep it in her stomach. she couldn't stop thinking about the ride in jennie's car and the conversation they had. jennie was so cold but also seemed to love telling her what to do, which made no sense.
jennie didn't care about y/n, it was obvious, but y/n found it weird that jennie seemed so distant but also wanted to dictate her life. they barely spoke at all and now jennie found it appropriate to tell her sister do's and don'ts when they barely know each other. it was ridiculous, y/n had no idea why jennie acted like that.
she was hot and then she was cold. y/n now knows why jennie is lawyer, that girl was so hard to read.
"guess who made my lunch," lisa took a slice of cucumber and then fed the rest to roseanne who was sitting across from her, "who."
"jennie." jisoo stopped drinking her milk and looked wide eyed at y/n, "your sister? what the fuck? is she possessed?"
"no jisoo..she got forced into taking me to school and getting me ready because eomma and appa were already at work."
"then why did she make you lunch when she could've easily gave you money?" lisa asked as she started working on her forgotten chemistry lab.
"you think my sister would want to spend money on me?"
"sure seems like a better option than spending time making you homemade food."
"she doesn't like you guys, apparently," y/n felt like it was right for her to get that out of her chest. jisoo snorts, not really giving a fuck if jennie liked them or not. "what does she like? that woman is a fucking prude," y/n shakes her head, "jisoo. stop it. that's my sister you're talking about."
"well..your sister is a prude. she hates literally everything. it's like life fucked her over but she's literally living the best life right now. she's a wealthy attorney, has her own place, she's not ugly looking, has a loving family who puts up with her bullshit and a sister who actually cares about her despite the shit treatment she receives. what more can she want? she's a prick y/n."
"how about we tone it down you two? i think it's nice that jennie prepared you lunch y/n/n. it's something," y/n thanked roseanne for her positive input and cheery attitude that made y/n feel a little bit better but y/n knew that jennie just didn't want to get in trouble with their parents so that's probably why she put effort into her lunch.
"are we still studying after school?" lisa munches on her fries and scribbles something on her lab assignment, hoping that it'll somehow be right. she didn't want to ask her chemistry crazy girlfriend for answers, and although lisa loved roseanne, she didn't want roseanne to teach her, she just wanted the answers.
"i can't," y/n speaks, her mind drifting in and out of her thoughts. she was only sixteen, why was she stressed out already? the bad part was that it wasn't because of school. "why not?" jisoo reaches over and plays with y/n's fingers absentmindedly. roseanne and lisa both look at each other but all roseanne does is kick lisa's shin because the girl was going to comment something again. "unnie is coming to pick me up, she wants me to go straight home and study there," jisoo pouts but y/n doesn't notice, too wrapped up in her food to notice the raven head, "but we're just going to the café to study.."
y/n nods and wipes her mouth with a napkin, her other hand falling on top of jisoo naturally. "i know but she thinks it's dangerous to go home late after. i'll just facetime you guys," roseanne whines lightly and y/n can't help but coo at roseanne's face, her cheeks looked chubby when she made that whiny face.
"i'll come next time, this is just a one time thing. i promise."
~
turns out it's not just a one time thing because the very next week, y/n sees jennie in their home again. like usual, there's no greeting for her but y/n's used to it so she just sits on the kitchen island and waits for her mother to explain why her older sister was in the house.
chaerin fixes jennie a cup of coffee and jennie eagerly sips on it. she was running on two hours of sleep and god knew how much she needed coffee. her assistant at the firm always got her coffee order wrong and her new case was taking up all her time, she barely got to rest when she became an attorney but now sleep was just non-existent.
"how's work jennie?" chaerin asks quietly as she looks at y/n preparing her small breakfast. her daughter was an athlete but definitely didn't eat much for an athlete. y/n loved competing ever since she was young, she loved competing in sports, music and arts. so when y/n got older, chaerin didn't shy away from providing y/n with the opportunities. so y/n took up soccer, volleyball, piano and fashion. chaerin often got worried for her youngest daughter because she was still so young and already did so many things and on top of that she had school and her studies to keep up with, but whenever chaerin sees the satisfied smile on y/n's face after a game or after a new piano piece, she lets those worries disappear.
jennie however, was not like her younger sister. the girl was more academically involved than physical sport and music. jennie was student council president all through out high school, was the head cheerleader (that was the only physical thing jennie did), leader of the math club and science club. jennie loved academics, she was the top of her classes throughout high school so it was no surprise to chaerin when jennie wanted to become a lawyer.
"it's fine." jennie answers shortly, she wasn't in the mood to speak or even be in her childhood home. she just wanted to sleep.
"your father and i are going to be gone for two weeks," jennie nods, her mother's words not really registering in her mind. y/n continues to stir whatever was inside the pan and tries to remember what she studied for last night. "we're going to be in Bali for two weeks, attending a business conference," once again, chaerin sees that her children aren't listening.
"and since y/n is sixteen, i don't want her to stay home alone for two weeks."
no response, jennie is finishing up a draft email and y/n is too busy eating her eggs.
"so jennie, y/n will stay with you until we get back."
that's what gets them, chaerin mentally prepares herself for her eldest daughter's verbal attacks.
"you don't expect me to take care of a sixteen year old when she's very much capable of doing that herself." y/n doesn't say anything and tries to block out whatever jennie is saying and is about to say. y/n knows that none of the things that will come out of jennie's mouth will be nice.
"i actually do jennie. it's about time you do it,"
"why is that?" jennie challenges her mother.
"because she's your sister and not once have you gone out of your way to check up on her."
"do i need to? she has mommy and daddy there with her through everything! i don't need another problem added on my plate. my job barely lets me sleep and i don't need to take care fo something else."
"jennie kim. sit down and don't talk to your mother that way," jiyong interrupts after getting fed up with his daughter's yapping voice. she was worse than his wife sometimes.
"appa. you're asking me to take care of someone while i have a demanding job that requires me to tend to it twenty-four hours a day. i don't need another responsibility. why can't she just go to jisoo's house, she seems to love going there anyway." jennie side eyes her sister when she says that and y/n just clutches onto her fork, her teeth were grinding and she so badly wanted to defend herself but she also knew jennie had a point. she shouldn't be interfering with her sister's life like this.
she already interfered when she was born. she couldn't have jennie hate her even more.
"so what? you want me to put my life on pause just because of y/n?"
"jennie, you did this to yourself. you're letting your sister stay with you until we get back. i don't you to argue with me anymore."
jennie bit her tongue from talking back. her hands lay lifeless on the table as she tries to process what just happened.
"two weeks. that's it."
chaerin motions for y/n to go upstairs and get ready to get to school while jennie was stuck trying to convince her parents that y/n didn't need to stay with her. she didn't want y/n to stay with her. it was just going to cause things to stir and jennie didn't want that.
unfortunately, all the begging and whining that the thirty one year old did was no match to her parent's stubborn brain. she was still stuck with y/n for the next two weeks.
y/n was shitting her pants as she tried to pack clothes for the next two weeks. she was slightly excited to stay with her sister but also not. jennie was going to kill her, she knew that for sure. she felt terrible for making her sister pause her busy life just so y/n could fit in her schedule. y/n didn't want jennie to feel obligated to take care of her, she knew jennie didn't want to do it.
gosh, if there was only a way for her to get excused from this, she'd take it. but y/n knows that if she disobeys her parents, it'll only back fire to her sister and that was the last thing y/n wanted. she was already on thin ice with her sister.
~
Hannam The Hills, Seoul
6:02PM
Author's POV.
to say it was awkward was an understatement, y/n couldn't process it when their mother was speaking and y/n couldn't process it now that she was standing inside the luxurious home of her older sister. y/n didn't know what to do, she was left standing there as jennie was speaking with her assistant, y/n doesn't know if she could call it speaking though since her sister's neck vain was popping and the booming voice of hers was echoing throughout the apartment. y/n stood there awkwardly, her duffle bag in her hands and her fingers picking at her nails. "stop doing that, you'll ruin your nails." jennie's demanding voice nearly made y/n scream, wasn't she just talking with her assistant awhile ago? "s-sorry," y/n muttered, her movements stopping and waiting on command for what jennie is instructing her to do next. "i can stay with jisoo if you're busy, i won't tell eomma and appa."
"no. you're not going to stay with jisoo, understood?" y/n nodded her head and jennie turned around. "you'll stay upstairs in the guest bedroom. no touching anything, no walking into rooms that i didn't say you could go into, okay?" despite jennie not looking at her, y/n nodded her head. "you're staying in my house and my rules are my rules. you are not to bring friends over, i don't care if eomma and appa let you but you're in my house," jennie walked up the glass stairs, her heels clicking on the floor making y/n more scared. it truly felt like she was in the 'devil wears Prada' film. jennie leads her little sister into a big room, obviously not bigger than hers but it was a decent size. "you'll stay here. everything you need is here and you can put your clothes inside the closet." y/n watches in amazement as the walls of her room are painted a nice cream colour, the same colour that her room was painted in back at home. y/n knew how much of a struggle it was for her father to find the exact cream colour and y/n wondered how jennie found the exact colour for this guest bedroom.
"you can put your stuff down and freshen up if you want. there's food downstairs if you want to eat or you can order something, i couldn't care less about what you eat. i'll be in my office working, don't disturb me unless someone's dying. i don't like loud noises and i don't like cleaning up after people, so if you make a mess, clean it. i don't like repeating what i say," y/n feels like she's some sort of servant working for jennie instead of being her actual sister. "did you hear what i just said?" y/n takes a breath and nods, "yeah i did," jennie looks at her unimpressed, "then why didn't you answer me?"
"sorry unnie," jennie doesn't correct y/n, either she got tired of repeating herself or she just didn't care anymore.
when jennie left, y/n went to inspect her new room for the next two weeks. she let her eyes linger on the luxurious furniture that was somehow put into her room like it belonged there. it had everything she loved and y/n wondered if she and her sister had a lot of similar tastes. y/n lets her mind wonder to a fantasy of if she and jennie were close, would they be able to talk about their similar interests and similar tastes? but all y/n could do was imagine because her reality didn't include that. she and jennie weren't close and jennie hated her.
y/n's eyes widen at the sight of a Canon EOS 90D camera perched on one of the shelf's, she's hesitant to take it because jennie's rules rang in her ear loud and clear but her passion for photography made her second guess her choices. she was itching to touch it, how the hell did jennie have this in her home? did jennie like photography too? what other things did y/n not know about jennie? quite a lot that's for sure. y/n is the only one in the family who knows about cameras and the only people who know her love for photography was their mother and father. y/n walks closer to the shelf, her fingers reaching forward. she sighs at the feel of her fingers brushing the smooth canvas of the camera and the slight leather it had. y/n was aching to try it out, take a video with it's pristine lens and take photos of whatever. but she drew her fingers back, she didn't want to break it and have her sister get mad at her.
with a heavy heart, y/n turns around. she just touched her most wanted camera that was worth thousands, at least she had that to be happy about. how did jennie even get her hands on the camera? it was sold out nearly everything.
after sitting on her bed for a few minutes, her mind began to wonder. she was now more curious to know her older sister, the things she liked to do, the things she liked to eat and her opinions on everything. jennie was such a complex character and y/n wanted to know more. she was itching to discover who her sister really was and based on the entire design of her house and the small glimpses y/n got of jennie's habits, she knew that she and jennie had a lot of common interests and habits. why was it so difficult for her own sister to like her?
it was around nine in the night when y/n determined she was indeed hungry. it was already late and she didn't want to wake her sister up by making a loud noise in the kitchen, so she tiptoed down the stairs and headed into the kitchen only to find her sister eating on the counter. y/n gulped when jennie's eyes met hers, the cat like eyes that she got from their mother which y/n also got, staring deep into her soul. y/n was hoping jennie would be asleep so that she didn't have to face a situation like this but of course she was wrong. her lucky stars just didn't seem to like her very much whenever it came to her sister. "i'm sorry unnie, i didn't think you'd still be up," y/n observes what jennie is eating, grilled cheese with doritos inside of it. for someone as put together as jennie, someone who even intimidated men, y/n wasn't expecting her sister to eat things broke college students and high schoolers, like herself, would eat. doritos and grilled cheese was her favourite weird combo. "you're only eating now?" jennie responded, putting her phone down to the side and giving all her attention to her younger sister. "yes...i don't really have an appetite in the early hours." jennie clicked her tongue and shook her head, "if you continue eating like that, you'll never build muscle," y/n made a move for the fridge but jennie stopped her, "there's another grilled cheese for you on the table," jennie didn't make eye contact with her when she spoke, y/n's eyes widen in surprise. jennie made her food?
"i thought i could eat two but turns out i can only eat one," of course. jennie wouldn't actually make her food. "okay..uhm, thank you unnie."
"eomma told me that you like grilled cheese, so ugh...yeah." jennie clarified, she didn't want her younger sister to think she made it for her.
"okay unnie."
"i didn't make it for you."
"i know that unnie. thank you-"
"i would never do that for you. you're capable of making your own food." y/n looks down and notices that the crust is cut off, just how she likes it. "the crust is cut off," jennie narrows her eyes on the sandwich and nods her head, "yeah. what about it?"
"....nothing. never mind. thank you for this." jennie continues to nod and eats silently, the ringing of her phone going off once or twice. y/n eats the sandwich and smiles in content when the cheese is still gooey. y/n eyes her sister carefully as jennie answers whoever is texting and calling her, although it's most likely her work, she wonders how jennie knows to cut the crust off the sandwich she 'didn't make' for her when only their mother knows y/n doesn't like the crust. sure, they lived together and jennie probably saw her mother removing the crust on y/n's sandwiches but jennie doesn't like y/n so why would she put effort into removing the crust on a sandwich she 'didn't make' for y/n? it's even more weird because jennie's sandwich still had the crust on it.
"my friends are coming over for the review of the case we're working on. you can go to your room or you can just continue eating here. it doesn't matter to me what you do, just don't disturb us." and the jennie that y/n has (barely) known all her life is back. "okay unnie," jennie doesn't say anything else and goes back to her phone, completely ignoring her younger sister like she wasn't even there. y/n wonders what jennie's friends are like, were they friendly? were they pretty like her sister or were they exactly like jennie, mean and intimidating? y/n was surprised that jennie gave her the option to stay in the dining room, where jennie and her friends were most likely gonna be. jennie wasn't embarrassed of y/n? y/n found that unbelievable.
several knocks were sounded at the door and y/n jumped because of the loud noises. "fucking hell felix.." jennie muttered under her breath when she stood up to get the door. y/n couldn't see the people when jennie opened the door but she was sure at least four people were there. "i told you to knock nicely," y/n could hear jennie scolding with a hiss in her tone. "c'mon ruby jane! we brought wine and ashley brought chicken!" a blonde haired boy answered enthusiastically when he entered jennie's home, completely unaware of the presence of jennie's younger sister. he raised the bottles in his hand and three other people walked in.
"yeah jen! we're here to fuck thi-" jennie glares at all of them and they all shut up immediately, turning their heads to where jennie was constantly looking over at. to their surprise, another body was in jennie's house. "oh shit," ashley and felix immediately hide the bottles behind their backs and smile sheepishly at jennie. "shit jen...i'm sorry, i didn't know you had someone else here," felix spoke and the other three nodded behind him.
ashley looked back at y/n and tilted her head, "is this..." ashley, felix, jongin, and chan all looked back at jennie with wide eyes. jennie immediately clears her throat while avoiding her friend's gaze. "jen..is this-"
"y/n, these are my friends. ashley," she points to a slightly green haired girl, "felix," jennie points to a guy with slightly long blonde hair, "jongin," a brown haired boy who smiled kindly at y/n, "and chan," a black haired boy who was incredibly tall. "they're my friends from high school and also my co-workers," y/n nods, her smile widening as she sees the girl named ashley smile at her. "ash, felix, kai, chan. this is my sister y/n," all of jennie's friends look at y/n and smile widely, something in their eyes made y/n feel weird. "it's so nice to meet you..y/n. you're so beautiful," jongin complimented but y/n didn't feel any romantic or flirtatious intentions behind it, y/n felt brotherly love from his words. "thank you jongin oppa," ashley and chanyeol walk to y/n and smile at her. "jongin is right, you're so beautiful. i'm mad that jennie kept us from you!" ashley joked while turning back at jennie. jennie avoided ashley's gaze and looked to the ground instead.
"how long is she staying here ruby jane?" felix asked, dropping the alcohol on the table and walking to y/n's side. "for two weeks, eomma and appa are in Bali right now," ashley nods and walks to jennie's fridge, "y/n please don't tell me you'll tell your parents we were drinking in front of you," y/n chuckles and remains quiet when she answers, she doesn't want her sister to think that she'll take her friends away from her. she didn't want to distract them or disturb them any further. "i won't unnie. i promise," jongin laughs and ruffles y/n's hair, "i like your sister already jennie," he winks playfully and goes to the dining room table, taking out the files and setting up his laptop. jennie walks hesitantly to the kitchen and sits down beside felix, she needed to calm down.
"i'll be in the living room unnie, i don't want to disturb you guys," when jennie didn't answer, ashley answered for her. "of course y/n, don't hesitate to come in here if you need anything," ashley then smiled at y/n again and the younger girl felt some weird feeling in her stomach. why were they all so gentle with her? they literally just met each other.
y/n finally caught up with all her dramas that she missed on the last few weeks because of studying and actually completing her school work, she was gushing over how cute the actress jisoo looked in the drama snow drop. the actress reminded her of her own friend jisoo, it's funny how they had the same name.
(a/n: this is obviously an au so i made snow drop be out already and the actress 'jisoo' isn't actually kim jisoo).
speaking of jisoo, y/n took her phone and contacted the group chat.
*text conversation*
: how are you guys?
turtlerabbit: wow and she speaks!
chaeng: how are you y/n, i thought your sister already killed you.
manobangbang: how's it like staying with the devil?
: guys...it isn't too bad honestly. i have my own room and it's so fucking beautiful inside jennie's home. she even has the guest rooms the same colour as my room! it's crazy how she has the same paint appa used for my room, appa spent weeks finding the perfect paint that i wanted.
turtlerabbit: did you eat yet?
chaeng: aweeeeee, is jisoo concerned?
manobangbang: abby, don't tease them
manobangbang: baby***
manobangbang: here we go again...
chaeng: who the fuck is abby?! and why do you always text her name? what the hell are you doing lisa? do i look like i'm a girl worth cheating on?!
turtlerabbit: and here i thought chaelisa wasn't going to make it about themselves again.
manobangbang: CHAENG! i told you so many times that it's a typo! a typo! you can't expect me to type perfectly all the time!
chaeng: a typo or not, why does your phone recognize abby?!!!!!
manobangbang: fucking hell chae, can you just stop this.
manobangbang: chaeyoung, stop throwing clothes at me! oh my fucking gosh.
turtlerabbit: so did you eat y/n?
: i did actually! i'm having a grilled cheese sandwich, jennie's co-workers/friends are in the dining room discussing their case so i'm just chilling.
turtlerabbit: are you free tomorrow?
: to do what chu?
turtlerabbit: i dunno, hangout maybe? go to your favourite restaurant?
: we can go to yours instead chu, i know you want chicken 🤩
: oh wait. shit. never mind, jennie doesn't want me going anywhere after school while i'm staying with her.
turtlerabbit: you're joking right, are you serious. she isn't someone who can dictate your life. omfg 🙄
: sorry chu, i really don't want to anger her.
turtlerabbit: this is ridiculous, i thought only mama kim could dictate your life?
: apparently also jennie can dictate my life. it's okay, it's only for two weeks plus i do need to get back on my studying streak.
turtlerabbit: i just wanted to spend time with you.
: we always spend time together chu :)
turtlerabbit: i-...that's not what i meant y/n. i just wanted it to be us.
manobangbang: chaeyoung! open the fucking door. please! abby, please.
manobangbang: BABY***** FUCK. I MEANT BABY. NOT ABBY. PLEASE CHAE.
manobangbang: i don't have any other girl chae, there's no abby or whoever the fuck you think, there's only you. please baby. just you. chaeyoung, open the door. please.
turtlerabbit: so lisa is a simp for chaeyoung. huh.
manobangbang: fuck, this isn't our private chat?! omfg.
: lisa really simping, lmfao. lisa we know you turn into mush for chaeyoung. i thought you said you nad chae weren't gonna hang tonight?
manobangbang: chae asked me to come over so i left bam and ten's place.
turtlerabbit: oh shit, so she is a simp.
manobangbang: shut the fuck up chu, do you want me to call out your simping for y/n? you literally said you just wanted to spend time with y/n alone.
: lisa, you gotta solve whatever shit is happening with chae and jisoo i'll get back to you on that offer. i gotta go guys, my eyes are drooping. gnight :)
turtlerabbit: you just ruined my chance because you interrupted the chat dumbass!
manobangbang: then text her privately then dumbass! not on a gc!
turtlerabbit: i'll cut your bangs lisa, don't try me.
: you do realize this isn't a private chat between you two, right?
*turtlerabbit has left the chat*
manobangbang: she's SO embarrassed
chaeng: i wouldn't be too happy right now larissa.
manobangbang: who the fuck is larissa?!
chaeng: i meant LALISA.
*yntops has muted the chat*
chaeng: lis? baby? please, it was just autocorrect.
chaeng: lisa? lali? 🥺
manobangbang: fine. just open the door now, i'm cold.
chaeng: okay baby!
*text conversation - end.*
y/n walked back into the kitchen, her ears picking up on the intense conversation jennie was having with her friends, hushed voices and papers flipping. y/n figures that this case might be the biggest one yet. washing the dishes carefully and quietly so to not make much noise, y/n spots chanyeol walk into the kitchen. he's grabbing another glass when he spots y/n by the sink. "you look so much like mama kim, it's insane," y/n laughed and nodded her head. "well yeah, she's my mom oppa," chanyeol continues to stare at her and laugh, "yeah..you and jennie look exactly like your mother."
"is that a compliment oppa?"
"of course it is little one. jennie is beautiful and it's no surprise her sister is too.." chanyeol walked closer to y/n and softly hugged her, "i'm glad to have met you. jennie has always came up with some excuse as to why we couldn't meet you." chanyeol smiled but y/n could see right through it. the tall man was longing. "thank you oppa. can you tell unnie that i'm going to bed now?" y/n hugged back the older man and smelt the slight smell of wine and whiskey. y/n found it hilarious that jennie and her friends were drinking while working on a case.
"alright little one, you head to bed now. good night," y/n smiled and backed away from chanyeol, his kind eyes making her feel safe. "good night oppa."
~
it was two o'clock when jennie finally called a cab for her intoxicated friends. they insisted on drinking and even though jennie knew they needed to work on the case, she didn't oppose because she herself was stressed. she felt like she needed alcohol to get by this day, it was extremely stressful. jennie knew that y/n was sleeping already, well, she should be sleeping but jennie (in her drunken state) wanted to talk with her younger sister more. she found the girl had several similar interests and jennie found her drunk self wanting to know more.
jennie shakes her head and tries to walk up the stairs, her legs were nearly giving out and maybe allowing jongin to convince her to finish the bottle of whiskey wasn't good and maybe she should scold jongin for doing that to her but she realized she'll just do it tomorrow where she can yell in his face and punch his arm. drunk jennie was never good, she made irrational and stupid decisions, finishing the whiskey bottle was one of them, but walking into the direction of her younger sister's room was also another one of them.
jennie's legs carried her to the direction y/n's room, she knew she probably shouldn't do this, she knows she shouldn't do this. going into y/n's room will only make her do something stupid and her drunk self really shouldn't be doing this, but she still finds herself leaning on y/n's doorframe despite her inner protests. this was really stupid, so so stupid, you shouldn't do this ruby jane.
jennie pushes herself off the wall and walks closer to y/n's bed, the light from the hallway illuminating her face. jennie's hands tremble, they're aching to touch her skin and caress the living shit out of it. jennie just wants to hold y/n in her arms and shower her with all the care in the world. she wanted to reassure y/n, reassure her that she was there, reassure her that she cared about her. but jennie shakes her head, these are just drunken thoughts. these are your drunken thoughts jennie, don't let whatever your friends were telling you get into your head. you need to be like this.
jennie takes a step closer, then another until she's at the foot of her younger sister's bed. she's holding back tears, she shouldn't cry, she really shouldn't. but she felt the need to do so. y/n looked so precious, so beautiful tucked in her bed. jennie took another cautious step forward, her hands covering her mouth to muffle the sobs that were lightly trickling out. y/n's bed dips but jennie knows how much of a deep sleeper y/n really was.
taking her fingers off her mouth, jennie reaches over, stroking the hair out of y/n's face so it can't block the beautiful view anymore. jennie feels her heart jump at the contact of her fingers on y/n's skin. it wanted to be there, it felt like that's where it belonged, on y/n's skin, caressing and stroking it. jennie lightly wipes the sweat that dawns on her younger sister's skin.
thoughts run through jennie's mind, thoughts of what her friends were telling her awhile ago and thoughts of what the fuck she should do because she's so confused herself. she knew feelings like this would come but she was hoping she could bear a little longer, bear a little longer until y/n was older so that she didn't have to take care of her anymore. the less contact she has with y/n, the less irrational thoughts would fill jennie's mind.
jennie's tears mark y/n's bed, tear after tear, jennie's a crying mess on her sister's bed. her fingers thread through the black hair that y/n owned. jennie was in awe at how beautiful her sister truly was. y/n kim was beautiful.
jennie leans down, she knows she shouldn't do this but she's tempted and she's seconds away from biting into that temptation. she leans lower, her lips brushing over y/n's skin.
soft lips are pressed on y/n's forehead, a lingering kiss from jennie's lips are placed on her sister's forehead and jennie prays that y/n doesn't wake up to see her like this. she wouldn't know how to explain it.
fingers stroking y/n's hair, lips lingering on y/n's forehead, jennie leans back up - not too far but not too close. just close enough for her eyes to linger on y/n's face.
"i love you."
jennie whispers before composing herself once more and walking out the door of y/n's room. drunken actions, drunken thoughts, jennie tries to convince herself as she walks into her room.
~
Hannam The Hills, Seoul
7:00AM
Author's POV.
y/n woke up to an empty house. it was like there was no trace of jennie there at all if it weren't for the faint trail of Chanel no.5 perfume. y/n figured her sister was already at work since it was seven and jennie seemed to love going to work at five in the morning. y/n seriously worried for jennie's health. first she finds the girl eating late in the night - grilled cheese with doritos - then finds the older woman drinking with her friends which probably led to a hangover and y/n faintly remembers hearing the front door shut around two in the morning and now she finds out that jennie leaves to work at ungodly hours. the girl probably only had around three hours of sleep.
y/n makes herself a nice bowl of cereal, she didn't want to cook anything too big without jennie's permission. y/n was surprised to find a box of fruit loops (a/n: this is easily one of my favourite cereals), sitting in jennie's pantry. y/n did not see jennie as a girl who ate fruit loops. y/n pegged jennie to be the type who eats avocado toast in the mornings.
while eating breakfast, y/n received a text message from jisoo, asking her to come to a party that her big brother was going to be hosting. y/n knew seokjin and knew how nice he was, y/n and seokjin were practically best friends, she could confide in him with whatever was on her mind and even knew the whole drama about her and jennie. despite seokjin being eighteen, y/n found herself extremely close with seokjin and didn't find it weird to see jisoo texting her about her brother's party, he always invited jisoo' a friends over. y/n wasn't sure she was going to be able to make it because well..jennie said no to any plans after school already and y/n wasn't one to disobey rules, especially if they were input by her older sister.
turtlerabbit: jin oppa said he hasn't seen you in forever!!
: chu, he literally saw me last week.
turtlerabbit: please y/n, you never miss these parties. it can't happen now that you're under your sister's watch. pleaseeeee, pleaseeeee, please.
: jisoo, i don't think me coming home with the smell of alcohol will please jennie. she won't let me.
turtlerabbit: just come up with an excuse after school, tell her you're doing something for student council.
: jisoo, she's not stupid. plus, she comes home at five, so even if i find some excuse, she'll still be home earlier than me.
turtlerabbit: cmon y/n, please.
: jisoo...i don't know. i really can't.
turtlerabbit: i want you there y/n.
: you'll have chaelisa
when jisoo didn't respond, y/n sighed. she wasn't sure how she was going to make it up to jisoo. finishing her soggy cereal since she was distracted by jisoo, y/n receives a text. she opens it and is surprised that jennie had texted her.
unnie: i won't be home until two in the morning, don't wait up. eat something, i don't care what and make sure you're home after school.
: okay unnie.
y/n smiles and texts jisoo back.
: you're in luck, jennie won't be home until two am today. and i'm not drinking.
turtlerabbit: i could kiss you, yes!
y/n rolled her eyes and walked up the stairs to her room, she needed to get herself ready unless she wanted another late attendance, she's been getting many of those lately.
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[TW - Mentions of rape. Do not read if you're uncomfortable with it. I'm not in any way fantasizing rape, romanticizing or sexualizing rape. This is used for a serious matter in the story].
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Gangnam, Seoul
8:00PM
Author's POV.
the party was raging when y/n finally got to it. bodies of college students or older were dancing and grinding on each other, the smell of weed and alcohol filled the air and y/n wasn't sure she was up for it tonight. as she was about to turn around and leave the party, jisoo appeared in front of her with a very drunk chaelisa behind her. "didn't the party start an hour ago?" y/n questioned teasingly at the very drunk couple behind jisoo. jisoo rolled her eyes, "see, this is what you would've left me with if you didn't come," jisoo immediately intertwines their fingers and leads them to the counter filled with drinks. jisoo's house was massive, a mansion with three stories and open areas where anyone could get lost in but in this party, it looked incredibly small due to the fact that thousands of students filled the space.
"whiskey on the rocks?" jisoo asks, referring to y/n's regular drink. despite being sixteen years old, y/n had experience with alcohol, she could blame her father for investing so much time into the business of alcohol and teaching y/n everything she needed to know about it but y/n decided not to since she was very eager to learn about liquor. "i told you i wasn't drinking tonight jisoo, i can't have jennie smelling alcohol on me."
"you're no fun y/n, just one cup won't hurt." jisoo is already pouring the drink into the cup before placing a nicely rounded sphere ice cub. "jisoo. please, i really can't drink tonight," jisoo rolls her eyes and gives y/n a teasing smile, it really didn't help that jisoo was dressed in tight booty shorts, long leather knee boots, fish nets, and a half ripped open blouse with her hair ruffled like she had someone's hands run through it. "fine, but at least keep it with you?" jisoo smiled and held tighter on y/n's hand. y/n sighed and relented, letting jisoo hand her the cup. "what even are you supposed to be jisoo?" y/n laughs as she can't for the life of her figure out what jisoo is for her brother's halloween party. y/n went dressed up as a nurse, blue scrubs and all, while chaelisa was clearly bonnie and clyde.
jisoo led them to the large rooftop where most people were partying before turning back around to face y/n, "i can be whatever your imagination is wanting me to be.." trailing a finger up y/n's arm, jisoo steps closer. "i can be the girl of your dreams...if you want, i can even be that slut in your fantasies," y/n gulps and lightly takes a sip of her alcohol, just one sip and that's it. "you're drunk jisoo.." y/n smiles and holds tighter onto jisoo's hands. y/n has no idea what they're doing. they flirt and touch each other with lingering stares but none of them has made a move. "haven't had one sip of alcohol tonight y/n/n, i'm completely sober," jisoo lets go of y/n's hand and disappears into the crowd.
y/n turns to her other best friends and is surprised when she isn't greeted with them making out or grinding on each other, they were drunk and drunk chaelisa tended to do more naughty things when they were drunk, not that they didn't do naughty things already when they were sober. "what's the deal?" y/n teases lisa who's staring at chaeyoung's cheeks, "my girl's hungry. you know her, food comes first before anything," y/n laughs out loud and causes chaeyoung to look up and stare at the both of them. "what?" chaeyoung calls, confusion written on her features. "nothing...nothing," y/n looks around the rooftop, she's just trying to make sense of it all, why did chaeyoung have a hotdog when there clearly weren't any hotdogs being served.
"where did she get the hotdog lis?" lisa sighs and pulls up chaeyoung's YSL handbag. lisa looks around to make sure no one is looking at them before taking out an object that was wrapped in a paper bag. y/n doesn't know if she should be concerned but that quickly goes away and is replaced by a fit of laughter when lisa pulls out another hotdog from the paper bag that was inside chaeyoung's expensive YSL handbag.
"oh fuck! that's hilarious! you're telling me- oh my fucking god. t-this is too good."
chaeyoung quickly realizes what's happening and snatches the paper bag from lisa before stuffing it back into her YSL bag. "lisa! you said you wouldn't show anybody!" lisa laughed and brought chaeyoung impossibly closer to her. "baby, it's just y/n, she won't tell."
"w-why do you h-have that in your bag chae? do all your bags i-include food?" chaeyoung was seconds away from killing y/n but lisa's arm wrapped around her made her stay put. "it's for emergencies, if we go out she usually puts food into her bag, it's normal." lisa defends her girlfriend who was still eating the hotdog.
"lis, normal people put snacks and drinks into their bags if they get hungry, not a fucking full meal!" y/n continues to laugh again before feeling chaeyoung's fists hitting her side. "okay! okay! s-sorry chaeyoung," lisa pulls her angry/hungry girlfriend away and coos at her to get her to calm down. y/n continues to laugh as chaeyoung continues to eat, y/n seriously wondered how the hell chaeyoung stayed so fucking skinny despite literally eating any and everything. lisa was probably feeding her something.
y/n looks around the room and greets the people who she got to know over the years because of her connection with seokjin, she made friendly conversation but stopped when she noticed jisoo uncomfortable around a guy. y/n immediately grabs jisoo's attention and mouthes if she's okay, when jisoo smiles and nods her head, y/n leaves it be but keeps a close eye on her the entire night.
in the middle of a game of cup pong, which she and lisa were winning mainly because y/n was sober and was actually getting the shots in while lisa just hyped her up with drunken slurs, y/n noticed that she hasn't seen jisoo in quite a while. the last time she saw jisoo was in the first round of cup pong which was thirty minutes ago. she only remembers because jisoo kissed her cheek lightly as a 'good luck' charm which seemed to be working.
"hey lisa, have you seen jisoo?" y/n isn't usually worried like this because jisoo can handle herself and she's an incredibly smart girl who wouldn't get herself in positions but her mind hasn't forgotten about the way jisoo was uncomfortable in the presence of some boy awhile ago. it also didn't help that when jisoo kissed y/n's cheek, the girl clearly had been drinking, she barely could hold herself up and y/n had to hold her up just so jisoo could plant a kiss on her cheek.
"i dunno y/n, haven't seen jisoo in a bit.." lisa slurred while drinking the cup that the ball was shot into, "can you keep the game going? i'll just look for jisoo quickly, okay?" lisa absentmindedly nods and calls for haechan to be her cup pong partner.
y/n goes to jin and finds him drinking with some of his friends outside, "oppa, have you seen jisoo?" jin stops drinking and looks at y/n's worried face, he smiles and shakes his head. "no y/n/n, why? is something wrong?"
"well, i haven't seen in quite a bit and awhile ago she was kind of uncomfortable with some guy..."
"what guy?" jin's voice suddenly turns stern and his drink is forgotten. "i don't know, some guy with black hair was talking to jisoo in the corner an hour ago-"
"was he dressed as a prisoner?" jin asks, a panic rising in his voice. "u-ugh..yes?"
"shit." jin takes his phone out and tries to dial whoever and y/n takes that as her cue to hurry the search for jisoo. she wanders down the stairs to entire back into the house, everyone was basically partying outside on the rooftop and there were only a handful of people inside the house which did not make y/n's gut feel any better.
y/n frantically starts looking into each room but jisoo isn't in any of them. she asks around but the people were either too drunk or too high to give her a straight answer. y/n rushes to the bottom floor and walks around, her feet taking her wherever, she's only concerned of looking for jisoo.
with the way jin reacted to what she said, she figured that jisoo wasn't in the correct mind to defend herself if something were to happen.
a cry of muffled screams comes from y/n's right and she quickly follows it until it gets louder. there's two voices, one of a females and one of a males. y/n runs to the door and bumps into it, helplessly trying to break it open. the screams keep getting louder and she knows it's jisoo. the screams were slurred and slightly weak but y/n knows it's jisoo. "jisoo?!" y/n yells as she bumps back into the door again, this time a little harder.
"n-no..please, i don't-"
"jisoo?!!" y/n yells louder this time, attracting the attention of some of the people inside the house. "go call jin right now, someone hurry! fuck, stop standing there and go look for jin!" y/n shouts to the people and they quickly scurry to go find jin. y/n desperately tries to open the door and spots mrs. kim's precious emerald rock sitting on a display. y/n prays in her head that mrs. kim was going to forgive her as she takes the rock and breaks the door handle with it.
the door creeps open and y/n rushes inside. jisoo's cries are louder and all she sees is jisoo's limp body getting restrained by some boy who was dressed as a prisoner. "what the fuck?!" y/n runs to the guy and tears him away from jisoo's body. jisoo's shorts were pulled all the way down and her shirt was completely off, the boys pants were halfway down his legs and his junk was ready to penetrate into jisoo if y/n hadn't come in on time.
"what the fuck?! how'd you get in?!" the boy screamed, his hands going to zip his pants but throws a right hook on the boss's face, effectively knocking him over and letting his head hit the ground. "you're fucking bastard, who gave you the right to do this to her?!" y/n climbs on top of the boy and starts throwing more punches on his face, the guy below her is the furthest away from happy. he was about to have his treat if it weren't for this bastard.
the guy reaches into his pocket as y/n's too distracted on punching his face. he grunts in pain and grips onto his pocket knife.
without warning, he shoves the knife into y/n's side, ultimately stopping y/n from punching him.
"jacob! what the fuck are you doing?!" jin's voice rings in the room, lisa and chaeyoung frantically running to jisoo's slumped figure, the girl was obviously roofied. jin rushes to y/n's side and takes her in his arms. the girl was about to pass out with the amount of blood that was gushing out of her. "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. damnit!" jin curses as he sees y/n's eyes fluttering closed and his sister's limp body laying in the hands of chaeyoung and lisa. "call the fucking police!" jin yells, tears pricking his eyes.
this wasn't supposed to happen.
~
Author's POV.
jennie has been home for an hour now and she was furious. furious because y/n wasn't home and furious because y/n hasn't answered any of her text messages or calls. all she asked was for y/n to come home straight from school and when jennie asked the doorman if y/n arrived home on time, she was furious to learn that y/n didn't come home.
jennie runs her hand through her hair, she was stressed from work already but y/n just had to add onto that. jennie was sure that she was going to be skinned alive by her parents, she was going to get killed because her stupid little sister didn't know how to listen to rules. jennie nearly yells when y/n's phone goes to voicemail one more time.
"jen..you need to sit down please, getting mad at her isn't going to do anything right now-" felix tries to console his friend but jennie throws a pillow at him. "how can i not get mad?! i asked her to come back here straight after school and when i get home, i find out that y/n only came home for fifteen minutes before leaving and she still isn't back! and on top of that, she's not answering my calls or text messages! does she not realize that i'm the one eomma and appa are going to kill if they find out about this all? she's under my watch and i'm going to be blamed for everything because of her stupid decisions!" jennie grips on the wine bottle and grits her teeth. if there was something she hated more than pizza, it was people not following her rules.
there were rules for a reason and she expected whoever she told to follow them. "i'm going to fucking kill her-" jennie's phone rings and y/n's name pops up. ashley watches as jennie picks it up and prays in her mind that y/n will be spared from death.
"y/n sofia kim. what the fuck did i tell-"
jennie pauses when she hears an unfamiliar voice on the other line.
*phone conversation*
"hi, is this miss jennie kim?"
"who's this and why do you have my sister's phone?"
"i'm a nurse from samsung medical centre, i'm calling on behalf of your sister. your parents aren't accepting calls right now."
"yes, they're in Bali for a business conference,"
"since you're one of miss kim's emergency contacts, i need to inform you that your sister was rushed into surgery."
"what?!"
"she's in surgery as we speak miss kim. she's suffered a stab wound on her abdomen, puncturing an organ that has released stomach acids that entered her abdominal cavity."
"i-is she.."
"she's in critical condition but the doctors are doing everything they can save her. we need you here to sign her medical papers as she is still a minor. we also need you to be here to give permission for questioning to the police."
"the police?! why? what happened?!"
"she's a key witness to an attempted rape case miss kim."
*phone conversation - end.*
jennie shatters the bottle of wine, letting the contents spill on her marble floors. "fuck!" jennie yelled in frustration, hot tears trailing down her cheeks. y/n had to survive. she had to.
"what happened? jen?" jongin walks towards her and carefully picks the girl up from the floor. "y/n is in the hospital," she manages to let out as her entire body starts to tremble. "what?!" chanyeol screams, "why?!"
"s-stabbed..she got s-stabbed."
jennie runs out the door and doesn't bother to wait for the elevator and runs down the stairs as her friends follow suite, equally as concerned for y/n. jennie isn't religious, but she finds it in herself to pray to whatever God is listening, she prays that her sister will live and she'll be able to see another day. jennie would never be able to forgive herself if something were to happen to her baby sister.
what did you do y/n, what did you do?
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Samsung Medical Centre, Seoul
1:33AM
Author's POV.
jennie ran through the halls like a madwoman, tears streaming down her face and her phone clutched tightly in her hand, a long list of powerful attorneys on speed dial just in case her sister needed a law team. "jennie, breathe. i need you to breath for me," chanyeol spoke as ashley spoke to the receptionist since jennie couldn't speak properly. "she's on the fourteenth floor," ashley spoke as she led the group to the elevator.
"jennie, did you want to request anything?"
"get her a private room." jennie whispered as she wipes her tears and stands tall. she needed to be strong, she couldn't be seen as a wimp. "you're okay jen. she's going to be fine." felix rubbed her back while jongin was trying to get hold of their parents and law team. "your parents still haven't answered but i'll keep trying," jongin spoke as he re-dialled the number. "attorney choi said that he's on board with becoming y/n's defence attorney if it's needed, he also put together his team of ada's if you need them jen," jongin spoke again as he got off the phone with one of the most powerful attorney's in Korea. "thank you." jennie spoke sincerely as they came to their floor.
"of course jennie." all her friends respond back with as much sincerity they can muster. they'd always be there for jennie. no matter what.
jennie immediately spots jin, jisoo, chaeyoung and lisa with a bunch of police officers. jennie feels anger swell up in her chest, y/n's friends were fine but y/n was fighting for her life? that wasn't fair.
"miss kim," one of the officers pulled her aside before she could get her hands on jisoo or anyone who had gotten her sister involved. "may we have a word with you?" jennie nodded and could see the fear in jisoo, chaeyoung and lisa's eyes as jennie walked past them.
"can you please tell me what the fuck happened to my sister?" jennie was desperate for answers and she needed them now. she wasn't going to wait around anymore, "your sister attended a halloween party at mr. seokjin's home, during the party, miss jisoo kim was attempted to get raped by jacob kong, but this was never pursued because your sister came in before anything could happen. she suffered a stab wound to the abdomen-" before the officer could even finish the sentence, jennie stormed over to jisoo and slapped her across the face. the noise echoing in the hallway they were in.
immediately, jin, chaeyoung and lisa go to jisoo's side and try to shield her away from jennie. "how fucking dare you?! my sister is in there because you asked her to go to your stupid party! she was supposed to come home right away! look what you did jisoo!" jennie yelled and attempted to slap her again when jin catches her arm. "it's not our fault jisoo was about to get raped and your sister came in to save her!"
"you're lucky my sister came in before anything could happen to yours! because of you and jisoo, my sister is in there fighting for her life while i can't do anything about it!"
"jennie, jisoo was about to get raped-"
"yes but she's unharmed isn't she?!" jennie knew this wasn't appropriate, it wasn't appropriate to blame jisoo who was clearly shaken up at the whole issue but she was angry, angry at herself because she couldn't protect her sister. she already didn't like jisoo because she just wasn't right for y/n but now y/n got hurt because of jisoo. to jennie, that was enough of a reason for her to really hate jisoo.
"miss jennie kim?" a doctor came out of the surgery room and looked for jennie. "that's me," jennie spoke after she got distracted from punching jisoo. "that's me," the doctor smiled lightly and removed his surgical mask. "your sister's operation is completed, but she's still losing some blood and we need type O blood," jennie nodded her head, "okay. i'll do it, i'm type O."
"perfect then. your sister is in the private room you requested for her, you may be able to see her. is there any requests you'd like?"
jennie looks at y/n's friends and then back at the doctor. she shouldn't do this but she had no choice, y/n got hurt because of them. "only give her family, ashley choi, kim jongin, park chanyeol and felix lee permission to enter the room. other than that, no one else is allowed," jennie rolled her eyes at the protests of y/n's friends while she walked away to her sister's private room. jennie had more authority over y/n than her friends did.
inside the private room, jennie grimaced as she saw her sister's body connected to a bunch of wires. surprisingly, y/n was wide awake and turned her head in the direction of jennie. jennie could see how y/n gulped like she was scared and she should be. she disobeyed jennie's rules and now ended up in this position. "unnie..i-"
"i told you to go home straight after school. was that not clear?" jennie tried not to yell or scream since her sister was injured enough but she couldn't help it. y/n could've died. "i'm sorry unnie, i wasn't thinking."
"clearly you weren't thinking! if you were, you wouldn't have done something so stupid like that! you got stabbed y/n, because of what? because of jisoo? that girl is getting you in so much trouble and you still hang around her. i always tell you that you're putting yourself in a dangerous position hanging out with someone like her!" y/n looked down and fiddled with her fingers, she really didn't want to anger jennie or upset her, it wasn't even supposed to go to this extent.
"i come home and you're not there and then i call you but you don't answer, do you know how many missed calls i left you? how many texts?! yet you didn't answer any of them because you were too busy partying when i specifically told you to go home and stay home! you don't think i'd find out?! i'm a fucking lawyer in case you forgot y/n, i figure anything out! it's so pathetic to think that you thought you'd get away with this. why are you so stupid? who taught you to be so pathetic and naive? you follow what jisoo says but you don't follow what i say?! i have more important matters and now they're all left on hold just because my idiotic sister got in trouble and got herself hurt! how could you be so stupid?!"
y/n knew she wasn't jennie's favourite, but for once, y/n just wanted to be treated with respect. she didn't mean for this to go this far, she didn't mean to get stabbed and interrupt jennie's life, she didn't mean to save her friend from getting raped. she didn't plan any of this but her sister obviously thought the opposite. y/n kim was nothing but a failure to jennie's eyes and y/n had no idea how she got there and what she could've done to make jennie feel that way about her. she's done, she's tired. she thought jennie would at least calm her down and help her get better from the pain she was feeling but she's here, blaming her for everything that happened.
y/n finally snaps.
"okay! i fucking get it! okay?! you don't like me! you fucking despise me, i know that! you've showed me that for the past sixteen years of my life! you don't like me and i get that! you think i'm a disappointment and i get that! but you can't blame me for wanting to save my friend from getting raped okay?! you can't blame me and call me names for having a fucking heart and wanting to save someone who i love! i love people jennie! i have a heart unlike you! i don't know what i ever did to you but i'm over trying to figure it out. you don't like me and that's okay but the very least you can do is respect me."
y/n breathes heavily, tears that she's buried for the last sixteen years of her life finally coming out and staining her milky skin. she was just so over being seen as an outsider. it wasn't her fault she was born and brought into this family so why was jennie so mad?
jennie is left to stand there speechless. she's never heard y/n speak to her like that and she definitely wasn't sure how to come about it. she wanted to wrap her arms around the girl and wipe her tears away, but her pride and ego was too big and she held those close to her.
so jennie just scoffs and leaves y/n's room, heading into the direction of the doctor to get her blood drawn.
~
it's been a week since then. a week of y/n making minimal conversation with jennie and a week since jennie banned y/n from talking to roseanne, lisa and jisoo (mainly jisoo though). y/n thought it was unfair but after their mother and father agreed to what jennie suggested, y/n could no longer protest. she was bed ridden, her stab wound making it difficult for her to move around but she refused to have jennie help her. she didn't want to ask jennie for help after her outburst at the hospital. it was bad that she still had to stay with her sister because their parents couldn't find a way to get back to Seoul, she found it worse to ask jennie for help on the simplest tasks that she's sure she can do.
the only thing that made y/n's day was the frequent visits that jennie's friends made. they always brought her food that jennie wouldn't allow y/n to eat because she was very strict on following rules, they watched movies with her and kept her entertained while all jennie did was bring her food then go into her home office where she'd be the entire day until she needed to give y/n her dinner.
it was a routine each and every single day, she wanted to text her friends but the police handed y/n's phone over to jennie after the questioning and jennie has kept it ever since.
so y/n laid in bed, wide awake, her thoughts running on three hours of sleep for two days straight and her heart racing at the uncertainty she was feeling. she was already on thin ice with her sister but now, it just seemed like they had no connection at all anymore. it broke y/n's heart but she couldn't do anything about it until jennie tells her what's going on between them and how y/n can make it better.
y/n hears the whisper of the wind and the howl of the trees swaying but she's surprised when she hears hushed voices in the kitchen downstairs. despite being completely injured, y/n walks down the stairs with cautious steps, she didn't want to be seen by jennie, sneaking off while having an injury. the last time she snuck out, it didn't end well. she ended up getting stabbed.
walking down the stairs quietly and hiding behind one of the railings, y/n peeks over to the kitchen which was in clear view. there's two people in the kitchen, one of them was jennie but the other was...their mom? what was their mom doing in jennie's kitchen? y/n thought they were still in Bali.
y/n usually doesn't do this because she knows better, she knows it's better not to listen in on other people's conversations but the way jennie looked furious and the way their mother looked just as mad made y/n confused. what were they talking about?
y/n walks a little closer and is just steps away from the kitchen when she finally hears a little of what they're discussing.
"we thought you'd take care of her properly jennie kim, you said you would. why the fuck did she get stabbed?" chaerin asks in a hushed whisper as she looks at her daughter. "eomma, i was taking care of her! she went to a party with jisoo, how many times do i have to tell you this?!"
"jennie, we have been taking care of y/n for years now and not once did she get hurt when she was with us. we give you two weeks to take care of her and you do this shit? how the hell will we know-"
"know what eomma? huh? know what?" chaerin looks around the kitchen and tightens her fists. "know what eomma?" jennie asked harshly. "how will we know you'll take care of her properly if we leave her with you again?" chaerin speaks vaguely and jennie sighs, leaning her body on the counter and crossing her arms across her chest. "eomma-"
"eomma? what are you doing here? i thought you and appa were in Bali?" y/n appears out of nowhere and jennie jumps up, "y/n? what the hell are you doing out of bed?" jennie scolds and goes up to help y/n get back into her room but chaerin walks past her and hugs her sister. "we got back earlier to check in on you and jennie but we can't stay long baby," chaerin smiles and turns back to jennie, "you take care of her jennie, okay?" jennie nods and watches as their mother walks y/n back to her room, the younger leaning her head on their mother's shoulder and snuggling into her. jennie felt something boil inside of her seeing the sight. but she lightly brushes it away and grabs her phone, contacting her friends to see how the case is going.
~
y/n is finally able to go back to school and leave the house as permitted by her parents, she's finally back in her room and everything has been going well. her relationship with jennie is still broken though, even more broken than usual and y/n doesn't know when it'll get fixed. everything would've been better though if it weren't for the fact that she needed a piece of fabric to finally complete her stupid sewing project that she had been working on for a month now. y/n sighs, rubs her forehead angrily as she struggles to find more fabric.
"eomma!" she yells from up the stairs and chaerin runs up to ask what her daughter needed. after the incident, everyone (except jennie) in her family has been cautious around her. "what's wrong y/n-ah?"
"do you have extra fabric? i need it." chaerin sighs and nods her head, "yes, it's in my art cabinet just below my office desk in the study," y/n nods and walks to the direction of her mother's study. she barely ever goes in here, chaerin has never allowed her and jennie to stay in her study for more than a few minutes but since chaerin needed to attend a zoom conference call, she couldn't really monitor y/n. y/n walks into her mother's study and looks underneath her mother's desk to look for the small cabinet that held her mother's fabric. y/n opens the cabinet but instead of getting greeted with fabric, she's greeted with file folders and papers.
y/n rolls her eyes and goes to close it when she sees a photo album. y/n loved looking through photo albums, she loved seeing what her parents looked like when they were young or what her sister looked like when she was young. y/n was sure she's seen all the photo albums in the house but this photo album with a black cover she doesn't recall ever seeing. y/n's curiosity peaked and she opened up the photo album, she wanted to uncover more vintage photos of her family way before she was born.
chaerin finished the conference call earlier than she expected, so she scrolls through her phone before receiving a text message from jennie saying that she was outside with food. chaerin smiles at the text and goes to the door to let her eldest daughter inside. "jennie, i see you woke up on the right side of the bed today," chaerin teased her always moody daughter before planting a kiss on her head. "i bought y/n's favourite food.." jennie whispered quietly and chaerin caresses jennie's cheek. "why don't you call your sister down to dinner. she's probably in her room," jennie is about to protest but she stops, she figures she should talk to her sister and make things a little bit better than how they were.
jennie walks up the stairs and heads towards y/n's room but is only greeted with an empty room, panic rises up in jennie and she looks around the spacious place. "y/n? where are you? eomma said it's time for dinner," still no answer so jennie leaves the room and looks in the washroom. when there's still no sign of her baby sister, she walks past her mother's study and looks through the ajar door. she sees a black haired girl with her body turned the other way, her head tilted as if she was reading something. papers spread across from her and photographs laying on the ground. jennie figures that it's just y/n being her curious self and exploring their mother's office for new vintage photos, so she enters the room with a slight smile before turning back to her bitch face.
"y/n, eomma wants us down for dinner. there's food." no response, instead she hears y/n turning the page of a file. jennie walks closer to her sister and finally manages to see one of the papers on the ground and what its purpose was.
jennie gulps.
y/n turns around, shaking her head before slamming the file that she was reading in jennie's chest.
"i can't fucking believe you all."
"y/n-"
jennie turns to grab y/n's arm but the girl is quicker and storms into her room, jennie watches as her younger sister grabs her phone before storming past her.
jennie can hear chaerin's voice call out for y/n before the loud slam of the door is heard.
~
sixteen years ago - january 2004
~
jennie shuts her locker closed, she's been having pains in her stomach and she wasn't sure why. she groans and hits her head on the locker, she questioned herself on why she agreed to go to that stupid party last night. "jen, you okay?" ashley appears from beside her and puts her books into her locker, "no. my stomach hurts and i swear it's from the food that they gave us at the party last night," ashley laughs and pats jennie's head, "i'm not sure you can call it food babe," jennie groans again and suddenly grabs ashley's arm and rushes to the toilet.
she vomits literally everything she ate that morning into the disgusting school toilet while ashley holds her hair up. "you shouldn't have drunk so much yesterday jen, now you're still hungover," ashley jokes but jennie hurls over the toilet again. her stomach still hurt like shit and she wasn't sure she was ready to go to class. "ash, can you cover for me in class, i'm going to go home." ashley immediately nods and gives the girl an advil.
"heard you hooked up with eunwoo last night?" ashley wiggles her eyebrows and jennie laughs, "we didn't hook up! we just made out!" ashley rolls her eyes and eyes jennie in the mirror. "yeah right, that's not what he's saying," jennie rolls her eyes and fixes her make up, "all the boys who i kiss say that i've fucked them when it's literally the farthest from the truth," jennie steers the conversation away from her but ashley doesn't budge. "your eyes are sparkling, you don't seem to be telling me the truth..." jennie laughed and giggled, her cheeks turning red. "we may have done something else....." ashley squeals and slaps jennie's arms carefully, "i fucking knew it! no wonder he looked fucked up last night!"
"we only did it because we were both super drunk! you know i'm into nick choi," ashley rolls her eyes again and shakes her head. "sure jennie...sure."
~
january 24th, 2004
~
jennie stares at her calendar in fear. it's been three weeks and her period still hasn't come. jennie was anxiously fiddling with her nails. this isn't happening right? she's fine and there's just a delay, but then jennie starts to remember all the things that had happened to her this past week. she kept throwing up while eating her favourite foods and always had a headache.
jennie grabs her phone, sending a text message to ashley knowing that the girl would immediately come over.
"what the fuck did you just text me jennie?" ashley asks as she barges into jennie's room, the girl on the bed jumps slightly and hides her blunt behind her back, thinking it was her mother who stormed into her room. "i just had to lie to mama kim because i couldn't tell her the real reason as to why i'm here. what the fuck is happening jennie?" ashley sits down beside jennie and the girl reaches into her drawer. ashley watches carefully as jennie takes out a box out of the local 7-11 bag. ashley shakes her head and stands up from the bed. "no jennie kim, no."
"i've been so nauseous and i've been throwing up non-stop ash..." ashley shakes her head and locks jennie's bedroom door.
"that could be anything! you can just be super exhausted or something, my mom's a doctor, we can easily go to her if you're not feeling well jen. this isn't...this isn't what you think it is okay?"
jennie wants to believe ashley, god, every fibre in her being wants to believe ashley but she has a gut and that gut feeling is telling her otherwise. jennie is close to breaking down into tears as she watches ashley anxiously bite her lip. "ash...please, i-i.." ashley shuts her eyes and curses jennie's 'friendly' behaviour. they wouldn't be here if jennie decided to not be hoe for one night.
"fuck. there's nothing we can do but try it," ashley hurries jennie into the bathroom and shuts the door. "alright. let's start it then."
so jennie, with all her strength, opens the box and gets the process started.
it's been five minutes, the box said to wait fifteen minutes but jennie is anxiously sitting on the tub, fiddling with her fingers and praying to whatever God out there to make it all go away, to make it a false alarm but as she hears the timer go off and ashley gasp, jennie knows she's not getting a blessing today.
"jennie...y-you need to see this." jennie shakes her head and swats ashley's hand away, she didn't need to see it to know. "jen-"
"no ashley. i don't need to see it. i just...i-"
"are you going to tell eunwoo?"
"are you fucking insane? why would i tell him? he's going to flip shit if he finds out." ashley clicks her tongue and grips onto the bathroom counter. she doesn't know if she can look at jennie the same, she doesn't know if she can feel the same way about jennie anymore. she doesn't know. jennie feels dirty, she feels like a used doll that had been discarded after the owner got tired of it. she didn't mean for it to go this far, all she ever wanted was fun but not like this. this was going to ruin her life, this was going to destroy the chances before she even got to live life. she couldn't let anybody know about this, she couldn't let anyone find out. not eunwoo, not chanyeol, not jongin, not felix and definitely not her parents.
jennie grabs the item off the counter and throws it in the trash. "jen what the hell are you doing?"
"it's going to ruin my life ash, i can't let it ruin my life."
"jennie...what the fuck do you think the two of us can do with any of this? we need help, your parents need to know-"
"NO! we are not telling my parents, we are not going to tell them. i can't have them knowing."
"jennie, we need someone to help us, you're you and i'm me, i can't be much help jen. we need to tell chan, kai and felix jen, they'll help with whatever is happening." jennie breaks down and slides down the wall. "i can't have this happen ash...this can't h-happen.." ashley rushes to her side and hugs the girl. "jennie...we'll get through it, i promise. i promise."
~
january 26th, 2004
~
"you want us to do what?" chanyeol asks in shock as jennie and ashley finish telling them what they want. "we need you guys to drive her down to the clinic, chan...please. jennie can't have this..she just can't." chanyeol looks at jennie in shock, he understands why she would want it but he can't help but feel guilt build up in his chest.
"jennie..are you sure you want this? it's your life and your body but i need to know if you're one hundred percent on this. this thing you're asking us to do isn't...easy. hell, we're not even legal to do it.." jongin asks with his hands in his pockets. he doesn't know how to process this information. jennie feels guilty looking at her friends, they were having a nice boys night until ashley and jennie showed up with unexpected (but expected knowing how jennie was) news. they didn't think this was going to be so early on.
"jen.."
"i want to do it felix. i need to do it. please, you guys have to help me. please," jennie was ready to beg, she couldn't have her life get ruined like this. she had dreams and she wasn't going to stop reaching them. she was willing to play dirty if she needed.
chanyeol nods and grabs his car keys. "okay. if that's what you want."
jennie gets into the car with the three boys as ashley comes up with a plan to distract jennie's parents. jennie takes a deep breath in and another deep breath out. she could do this, she needed to do this. for herself and for her future.
~
they make it to the clinic faster than jennie ever imagined. chanyeol parks in the parking lot and as soon as the car is in park, no one makes a move to leave the vehicle. jennie reaches into her purse, the fake document with her parents fake signature signed across it. "alright...l-let's go," jennie whispers to herself more than to the others, they other boys nod but still, no one makes a move to leave. this makes jennie furious, furious at herself and furious at her friends. "i said let's fucking go, why aren't any of you guys budging?" jennie heaves out of frustration.
"jen....we-we can't."
"chan..i need you guys in there with me."
"jen, do you really want to do this? are you for sure certain that when you look back at this memory, you won't regret it? is this what you really want or is it what you need?"
the boys didn't mean to pressure jennie into taking their side but they needed to know that jennie was fully on board with her idea and that she won't regret it in the future. they needed to know, they couldn't have jennie do something she was going to hate herself for.
"i...i-" jennie breaks down into tears and slumps against felix's side, her body is shaking and she's thrashing in his hold. she didn't know anymore, she didn't know what the hell she was doing, this wasn't her and just looking at the building sent shivers down jennie's spine.
"no..no. i don't want this, please. i don't want this. i-i never wanted t-this, i c-can't do i-it. let's go back p-please. please..." jennie cried into the night while jongin and felix held her close and tried to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. it was going to be okay because they were going to be there with her.
~
jennie returns home, she really wishes she hadn't but she needed to. ashley was running out of excuses she didn't know how she was going to hide this for any longer. it was getting too fucking obvious and she was going to die of guilt if she didn't say anything.
putting the key into the keyhole, she's greeted with her parents sitting on the leather sofa, her mother's hands buried in her hair while her father is looking at something in his hands.
jennie's eyes widem and she accidentally shuts the door loudly, causing her parents to look up. she immediately spots her mother's face and watches as it hardens beyong recognition. "eomma-" before jennie could say anything more, chaerin is on her feet and charging across the room to jennie. jennie's head whips so quick to the other side and the sound of a slap is heard echoing in the room.
"how dare you?! we raise you, feed you, house you, clothe you and pay for your fees so you can go to school and this is how you repay us?! huh?!" chaerin rips the stick from her husband's hands and throws it at jennie, hitting her right in the forehead. "you repay us by getting pregnant?! what the fuck were you thinking ruby jane!? you're pregnant and you're only fifteen! did i raise you to spread your legs and whore yourself around?!!" chaerin slaps jennie again and this time it's harder. jennie looks to her father for help but he only looks away from her, his face ridden with disappointment and jennie knows she fucked up.
"say something jennie! tell me why you're pregnant!"
jennie chokes on her tears and further annoys her mother, causing another slap to her face, "eomma...-i-i'm sorry, i'm so s-sorry.." chaerin sobs alongside her daughter and looks at her husband for support.
"jennie. does the boy know you're pregnant?"
"n-no appa...i can't tell him! please don't make me tell him! he'll never accept it!"
jiyong can't look at his daughter the same right now. all he sees is a disappointment and he finds it hard to refrain from yelling at her. "did you think we weren't going to find out? you left the test in the trash can ruby jane, have some common sense. we let you go to these parties but expect you to at the very lest be responsible with what you're doing. tell me, were you ever going to tell us?" jennie remains silent and jiyong's temper flies through the roof.
"don't just stand there and cry, speak when i ask you something! were you ever going to tell your mother and i?!" jiyong balls his fists up and tries his hardest not to punch something. he would never lay a hand on his daughter but he was close to crossing that line. she was still a child and she was already letting herself get used like this? what was she thinking? she's a child, she shouldn't be thinking of things like this. "i-i was going to appa-"
"when? after you finally got that baby in your stomach aborted?!" chaerin yells as she grips jennie's arm. "h-how did...how did you find out?"
"you don't think mrs. choi was going to tell me, you don't think she didn't hear you and ashley speaking about it? what has gone through your mind to think that way ruby jane? you were going to go behind our backs and abort that baby of yours that has nothing to do with the mistakes you committed?" jennie was wailing and begging for a chance to explain but her parents were so furious with her and jennie couldn't really blame her. she feels like she would've been better if she just told her parents about it when she found out and didn't hide it for nearly three weeks.
"eomma...i wasn't going to go through with it..please, i'm so sorry-"
jennie gets interrupted as chaerin slaps her again, "and you think that's better? you have got to be the most pathetic girl i've ever seen ruby jane."
chaerin lets go of her and shakes her head. her eyes shining with tears as she feels the betrayal their daughter did to them sink in. "this is your problem ruby jane, you fix it."
chaerin leaves and heads upstairs as jiyong watches his daughter break down into tears. his heart hurts and he can't look at her but he knows it's not good for the baby if she's stressing too much, so he sighs and walks over to his daughter. "stop crying darling, stop crying. it's not good for you," he wraps an arm around jennie's waist and brings her in to his chest. "we'll figure it out, we always do."
~
november 27, 2004
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the wails of a baby crying fills the entire room. jennie heaves a few breaths before releasing her mother's hand. "it's a girl miss kim," the doctor speaks as he raises a crying baby in the air, "jennie...it's your baby," chaerin speaks, her hand rubbing jennie's gently before a kiss gets pressed to her forehead. jennie doesn't smile and only turns away, she wanted to block out the noise the baby was making, she didn't want to hear it, she didn't want to see it. the baby was only a reminder of all the things she had to give up.
"jennie? don't you want to name her darling?"
jennie doesn't respond and looks around the room. she had a name for it but jennie didn't want to say it, she didn't want to let herself believe that she actually planned a name for the baby if it was a girl or boy, she didn't want to let herself believe that she was actually invested.
"jennie?"
"y/n sofia kim."
chaerin smiles at her daughter and nods at one of the nurses who's holding a hospital bracelet. she writes the new baby's name before wrapping the bracelet onto the baby's hand. she hands the baby over to jennie and jennie is hesitant to take it, she doesn't want to but she does anyway.
jennie observes the baby, the pale, soft skin that touched her own, the curve of her barely there eyebrow and the design of her perfect little hands. jennie was falling in love.
"ruby jane, look here," jennie looks up and smiles when her mother points a camera in her direction. she smiles and lets herself focus on the breathing she hears from the creature in her arms.
"y/n sofia kim. i'm your mommy, jennie kim."
~
despite jennie loving the baby in her arms, she knows she can't take of it. not when she gets extremely annoyed and frustrated when y/n even cries the slightest, she was close to yelling at y/n the past few days if it weren't for her mother catching her and then scolding her for doing so. jennie was already stressing in school and she didn't need a baby to add onto that plate.
jennie knows it's going to be hard seeing her daughter grow up without her actually raising it but she knows it's the best for all of them. she can't take of the baby, she can't take of the baby who she sees as just a mistake as she watches it sleep at night. she just can't.
it's better to give her to people who can raise her with all the care, attention and love.
"are you sure jennie?" jennie looks at her mother and nods, "it's not going to work out if i raise her eomma. i can't look at her without thinking she's a mistake. she needs someone who can love her."
so chaerin and jiyong agree and adopt their granddaughter as their own daughter. from that day forward, y/n sofia kim was known as jennie's younger sister, no questions were asked and everyone went along with the new normal.
from that day forward, jennie found it easier to have her hate her daughter and treat her like a nobody, it was easier that way and her feelings weren't going to make her do irrational things if she kept her distance. she needed to keep her distance, she needed to until she was finally ready. but for now, she can only call y/n her sister and nothing more.
~
jennie looks at the photograph of her fifteen year old self holding baby y/n. she still feels the emotions that she felt that very day, she felt happiness and joy whenever she saw y/n, she felt like kissing her daughter and hugging her, telling her how much she loved her, but she knew she couldn't. jennie recalls all the times she saw toddler y/n wandering around the house, she recalls how she wanted to scoop the little girl up in her arms and make her giggle, play with her and care for her. jennie couldn't help but to hate y/n because every time she saw y/n, she was reminded of the stupid decision to let her parents take care of her daughter, every time she looked at y/n, she was reminded of her countless mistakes.
jennie was too young to be a mother but as the years pass and she sees her daughter growing older, the itch just became bigger and bigger and jennie wants her daughter to know her as her mom and not her sister. she wanted y/n to know her.
chaerin walks into her study and sees jennie surrounded by all the documents and photos. "jennie.." jennie wipes her tears and laughs, "she knows." is all jennie says and chaerin's heart immediately pounds in her chest. she knows jennie is older and wiser, she knows that the girl is more than capable of taking care of her own daughter, jennie is more than capable of providing for her daughter but she's terrified of what y/n thinks, she's terrified at what y/n feels. she doesn't want y/n hating them, the only did what was best. jennie was only fifteen and was incapable of taking care of herself let alone another human being.
"do you think she hates me eomma? i've been so shitty towards her for years. how is she going to feel knowing that i'm her mother and not her sister." jennie breaks down in the arms of her mother. chaerin kisses jennie's head, "you'll get through it darling, don't you always?" jennie nods her head and doesn't dare look down at the documents on the ground, it openly brought the mistakes she made more prominent. jennie didn't want to think of all the things she did, she didn't want to keep those mistakes anymore and remember any of it.
~
y/n weeps on the ground, her hands are digging into her palms and she can't grasp the concept of it all. the sister she thought she had was actually her mother? what kind of fucked up drama was she put into when she was born into this earth. how did they manage to keep this secret for so long? how did y/n not see any of it? how did this whole event pass through y/n. how did y/n's parents or should she call them grandparents, allow her to call jennie her sister each and every single day of her life without feeling guilty of it? how was jennie able to insult her, push her away, pretend she doesn't exist all while knowing that she was her daughter.
y/n spent years wondering what she did wrong, she spend years blaming herself for her nonexistent relationship with her 'sister' only to find out jennie isn't her sister but her mother. for sixteen years, y/n had been lied to. for sixteen years, y/n was looking for answers and the only way she got them was because she accidentally found her grandma's cabinet filled with her documents. birth records, hospital records, photographs, everything. y/n had been lied to for sixteen years by the very family she loved and trusted. how did they do that to her? how did they look at her and tell her they loved her all while keeping a secret that y/n should've known.
she should've known, no wonder jennie hated her so much, she was the reason why jennie had to grow up faster, she was the reason why jennie had to stop doing the things she loved. she was the reason why jennie had to leave her childhood and become an adult. but was it y/n's fault? was it her fault that jennie had sex and got pregnant? no. it's not her fault but why does it feel like it is? all those glares and insults she's endured from jennie ever since she was young just because she came into jennie's life because of her poor decisions made y/n mad. she tried for years to get jennie to like her, to get the approval of her sister who she now knows is her mother.
it pained y/n to know that jennie insulted her, broke her, never cared for her or loved her while knowing she was her own flesh and blood.
all y/n ever wanted was to feel loved and cared for by her sister, but all she was looking for was nothing because her sister wasn't even her sister, it was her mother.
she felt a connection to jennie and now she knows why. y/n wants to laugh and maybe hit her head on the cement, the sister she knew for sixteen years was actually her mother. the mother who didn't raise her, the mother who didn't care for her, the mother who called her a disappointment, the mother who never loved her. the mother that was never there for her and called her a burden just because she needed to stay with her for two weeks. y/n felt so pathetic, she felt pathetic needing validation by someone who didn't even want her in the first place.
it hurt so much, like a throbbing pain from getting shot. although, y/n would rather get shot than have this happen to her.
y/n tries to think of all the times that didn't make sense. she tries to think of all the times things didn't add up.
~
y/n looks for her mother but she can't find her, she walks into her parent's room but quickly hides behind the door when she spots her older sister inside the room with her mother. y/n's birthday was coming up and she saw this as an opportunity to see what her mother was going to gift her. she was to turn twelve and she was excited.
"you didn't have to do this jennie," she hears her mother speak in a hushed voice, lifting up a piece of fabric in her hands before rummaging through the boxes of shoes. "eomma...i need to.." chaerin smiles warmly at her daughter, she kisses her cheek and takes the paper bags that were adorned with designer logos. "she'll love it."
"just...just say it's from appa. it's better that way," y/n watches as chaerin lifts up two Chanel boxes that were wrapped so prettily, y/n is distracted by the beautiful logo and the beautiful ribbon that complimented the box. it was so pretty, y/n wished it was hers.
"anything you want darling. will you be here?" y/n watches as her sister shakes her head sadly, "i can't. it'll only be bad. i can't handle myself when i'm with her.." y/n feels bad for her sister and wishes to wrap her arms around the girl but she knows that jennie doesn't want that.
~
"eomma! how did you know i wanted this?!" y/n was surprised that her old mother knew what a camera was, not only a camera but a cam recorder, a very vintage one at that. "well..i may have had some help little one," y/n smiles at her mother and leaps into her arms, hugging her furiously while her father laughs along and her sister pays no mind, texting on her phone like usual. jennie was always busy and y/n came to understand that.
it wasn't until hours later that y/n saw a receipt from the Canon story, on the ground, near jennie's room. being the thirteen year old she was, she was curious and picked it up. to her surprise, she read the description of the item which was the exact cam recorder she just received from her mother, charged to jennie's name. y/n furrows her eye brows and tilts her head.
"what do you think you're doing?" the cold and harsh voice of her sister scares her and y/n accidentally drops the receipt from her hands. jennie's eyes widen and y/n closes her eyes in anticipation for the impact of jennie's voice. "didn't eomma tell you not to snoop through people's things?!"
y/n nods and apologies quietly to her sister but all jennie does is roll her eyes and head into her bedroom, shutting the door loudly.
~
"appa, you need to tell me what shade you painted y/n's room," jennie frantically screams into the phone, hurting her father's ears, "jennie, i need you to calm down sweetheart," jiyong hears jennie sigh into the phone, "please. it's the first time i'll be alone with her, i need to know what colour you painted her room so that i can paint her room that colour too." jiyong laughs at how nervous his daughter was, "jennie..you're the one who requested this, why are you so nervous?"
"appa! please just tell me! i need her room to be prepared before she comes into two days."
"okay sweetheart, i'll be there in a bit, in the meantime, why don't you decorate her room?" jiyong smiles as he hears his daughter finally comply.
~
y/n knows that it makes sense now. the walls, the extravagant christmas and birthday gifts that she received, ones that her parents wouldn't ever buy for her but she knows jennie would because jennie was into those things, the camera in her bedroom, the knowledge on her favourite foods. jennie paid attention, her mother knew everything about her and introduced her to the things she was interested in by posing it through her grandparents. all this time, y/n thought jennie knew nothing about her but in reality, jennie knew everything about her because she introduced y/n to everything.
y/n shuts her eyes and lets the cold wind engulf her, she just wanted to disappear into a world where she knew where she belonged. jennie was her mother, jiyong and chaerin were her grandparents but why did she feel like she suddenly didn't know any of them.
who was her dad and why wasn't he in the picture? did her dad even know her? did he love her? would he have loved her?
y/n recalls the way ashley, felix, chanyeol and jongin all looked at her like she was some precious child, turns out they just knew exactly what happened and knew who y/n truly was.
y/n feels her heart tear in two when she remembers the abortion papers that were printed out but never submitted. jennie didn't want her. jennie didn't want her. her own mother didn't want her, so why was she still here?
god, y/n felt so stupid. how was she ever going to live life normal again? how was she going to forgive her grandparents, her own mother?
everything was too clear now, the way jennie hated having jisoo around because the girl constantly made y/n do things that only hurt her, the way jennie was so worried and authoritative whenever y/n wanted to do things. y/n thought that jennie just wanted to control her life because that's what siblings do, but now she knows that jennie was following her instinctive motherly senses.
y/n sits on the curb, her head in her hands and her thoughts jumbled apart. if she was confused before, now she just didn't know who she was anymore.
~
it's three in the morning when y/n finally returns home. to her surprise, her grandparents and mother are awake and sitting on the couch, waiting for her.
"y/n.." chaerin starts but y/n just glares at her, she glares at everyone in the room.
"can you be truthful with me. who the fuck am i? because ever since i was young, i always questioned who i was and where i belonged. i had you two, my parents who i thought were my parents and i had this sister who for the life of me couldn't figure out why she hated me so much. ever since i could talk, i never felt like myself, there was always something missing no matter how happy my life was. and here i am, sixteen years later, finding out that my own 'sister' is actually my mother and my 'parents' are my grandparents. how messed up is that? a kid who never knew where they belonged only to find out years later that they were never the person their family made them believe," chaerin tries to walk closer to y/n but the girl only backed away. she was too hurt to have someone console her. she needed time to herself and she needed to figure this out on her own.
"i spent years...years asking myself what i ever did wrong to make jennie unnie hate me. was it because i was born and stole all the attention? was it because i wasn't good enough, pretty enough, smart enough? was i ever enough? was i ever enough to keep unnie? because you never wanted me. you wanted me gone but here i am, still standing and very much alive. is that why you hate me? because i never died and you had to live with the mistake that you created running around the house, smiling and cheering? i tried for so many years to get you to love me the way you loved our cousins. i remember looking at you and wanting to desperately feel that warmth that you radiated when you kissed or hugged our cousins. i was so young and i was longing for your love without even knowing who the fuck you truly were. you aren't my sister, you never were. you were my mother and you abandoned me while still being in my life," y/n cried loudly, her hands clutching on her clothes.
"and you know what's the sad part? the sad part is that i don't care of how you treated me, i don't care that you didn't love me or cared for me, your own daughter. the sad part is that you gave me away like i was some doll while having the nerve to still watch me grow up without the need of wanting me back. that's the saddest part. here i was longing for you warmth without even knowing who you truly were to me while you were other there, not giving a shit and not wanting me...." y/n walks past all of them but jennie grips on her daughter's wrist, pulling y/n back.
"the part that hurts most is knowing that you were never wanted. and that's exactly what i was to you." y/n turns away and jennie shouts for her to stop.
"y/n, you need to listen to me, please."
"what is there to listen to? so i can hear more lies? so you can lie to me more like you haven't done that for the past sixteen years of my fucking existence?"
"you don't talk to your mother like that y/n," jiyong finally speaks after being silent for most of the conversation. "mother? are you sure she's my mom? she barely acted like a sister to me and now you're saying that she's my mom?" y/n laughed mockingly and made her way up the stairs but stopped when she heard jennie speak.
"i was fifteen when i found out i was pregnant y/n. it was a mistake at a stupid party, i was drunk and i did something that was very irresponsible. i was still a child, i was so young. i had no idea how to be a mother let alone take care of a baby that was mine. i needed to go to school still, i needed to fulfill my dreams. i had to let you go because i wasn't fit to take care of you. i wanted to abort, yes, but i changed my mind because i didn't want to. i got scared and realized that i'd never bear the guilt if i were to kill you. so a couple weeks after you were born, i had to give you away to people who knew how to take care of someone as precious as you. i needed you to be raised by people who were stable and who loved you. i loved you but i couldn't take care of you. i could barely take care of myself, i couldn't put that on you too."
jennie tried to have y/n understand but the wound was too deep and too open. it hurt y/n so much, her entire life felt like a joke, a lie.
"it was a mistake you committed, so why weren't you the one who fixed it? you were selfish and took the easy way out. you left me with people who i thought were my parents while you were there all along. you made me believe in people who aren't even my parents. you made me trust, love and care for people who aren't even my parents. you gave my away while you were there! you spoke to me like i wasn't your own flesh and blood, you acted like i wasn't yours and you acted like we weren't related. you treated me like i was nothing and now you're telling me that you love me? how can you stand there and face your daughter who you lied to for sixteen years and have the audacity to say you love her?"
jennie at this point was trying her hardest not to break down but it was getting extremely hard not to. the guilt and emotions she's been suppressing for years was finally catching up to her and biting her in the ass. "i couldn't have you be with someone who wasn't fit for having you y/n, you have to understand that. i couldn't take care of you but now i can."
"now you can? now that i'm sixteen? what about when i was twelve? you were twenty-seven and completely capable of taking responsibility of me, why couldn't you do it then? what makes now different from then? i would rather be raised by my own mother than someone who isn't my parent. i'd rather have you make mistakes while raising me than be raised by someone else. you're supposed to be my mother, you're supposed to be there and love me, care for me and take care of me. but you weren't. you never were there."
"y/n, you have to believe me. i love you. you're my daughter and i love you so much. i wasn't ready then, i wasn't ready to take full responsibility of you. i still had so much to learn when i was twenty-seven but now i-"
"now you're what? more stable? more knowledgeable? that's no excuse as to how you treated me! you treated me like i wasn't even your daughter! treated me like i was some random person living in the same house as you! you didn't even care for me while you were my 'sister' and now you want me to believe that you love me and are willing to care for me? you can't be serious. i've longed for you for years now. it's been sixteen years and i longed for your love, your motherly love that i knew i was missing but didn't know exactly from who. how could you live with me, how could all of you live with me, tell me you loved me and cared for me while keeping my true identity a secret? how could you possibly do that. you lived with me, breathed the same air as me, ate with me and was raised alongside me. how could you live normally and carry on with your day while i was there...running around, playing and begging you to play with me..even just for a few seconds. all i wanted was for you to notice me as your sister but now i learn that you're my mother and you didn't give two fucks when i was a toddler begging for your attention."
y/n shakes her head and watches as her mother, grandmother and grandfather tear up and break down. the secret's out and y/n finally knew. the answer that she's been looking for for years was finally revealed and smacked her across the face. y/n wished she could turn back time, she wished she never found out and lived her life like how it was before.
"you thought giving me away to your parents was a good idea, i was raised alongside you and made to believe that you were my sister all while you knew that i was your daughter. your own flesh and blood yet you had no ounce of guilt as i grew up in front of your eyes. you yourself knew how much i ached yet you just watched and did nothing. and now you're asking me to believe you and believe that you love me. who do you think i am?"
y/n shakes her head and walks up the stairs to her room, shutting the door and ignoring the cries of her mother. the mother who she thought was her sister. the mother who made her do things just so she could like her, the mother who didn't have a problem seeing her daughter get raised by someone who wasn't her.
jennie watches as her daughter turns around and doesn't look back at her. she's truly lost. the decision that she thought was a good idea just backfired on her and made her one and only daughter hate her. jennie was too late.
y/n comes back down, two bags in her hands. "i'll be staying at rosie's house for this week. i need time to myself...i have no idea how to stomach all of this without feeling the need to vomit," y/n looks at her grandparents before nodding and walking right past jennie.
"oh..and jennie.." jennie turns around at the sound of her name being called by her daughter. hope fills up in her but it quickly comes crashing down when y/n wipes the remaining tears in her eyes and gives jennie an empty smile.
"you don't have to worry about me calling you unnie anymore. there's no point in calling you that when i don't even know what you are to me anymore."
and jennie's heart cracks more and more as y/n gets further and further away.
- fin.
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Band-Aids
Ship(s): Pre-romantic or platonic Prinxiety
Words: 428
Warning(s): Mild injuries, kissing injuries
AU(s): Human, kid!sides because I LOVE them
Notes: They’re baby. They are baby. I’m trying to warm up to work on writing the @tss-virgilstorm-au so don’t judge me for publishing two ficlets in one day. Requested on Wattpad. Prompt from this post.
Summary: Roman scrapes his knees and Virgil fixes him up.
"Roman, you have to stop doing that!"
"I was only riding my bike," Roman protested. His best friend was sweet and only meant well, but he could be... overprotective, at times. But Roman didn't mind. It was cute when Virgil told him not to do things.
"'Only riding your bike,'" Virgil scoffed. "You were trying to ride it without touching the handlebars! What did you expect to happen?"
"I expected to be able to do it," Roman told him.
"That was a rhetoric question, Roman."
"Rhetoric?"
Virgil sighed. "I didn't mean for you to answer it, I mean."
"Oh. Oops."
"It's okay. Let's just... get you some band-aids, I guess." Virgil stood up from where he'd been kneeling beside Roman, examining his scraped knees, and looked back down, holding out a hand. "Want me to help you up?"
Roman nodded and grabbed Virgil's outstretched hand, letting Virgil haul him up. He gasped at the sharp pain of the pebbles embedded in his cut and sucked a breath through his teeth.
"Are you okay?" Virgil asked, any anger that had been in his tone before gone as he looked over at Roman anxiously.
"I'm fine," Roman mumbled, sniffling. "Let's just... Let's go."
Virgil pursed his lips but pulled Roman along, not letting go of his hand.
Not much later, Roman was seated on the counter of the bathroom at Virgil's house, mostly patched up after a bit of help from Virgil's dad.
Virgil placed the final band-aid on Roman's knee and stepped back to admire his work, then allowed his eyes to focus on Roman's face as he searched it for something. "You promise you won't do something dumb like that again?"
"I promise," Roman said.
"Pinky swear?"
Roman held out his pinky and Virgil took it, shaking their hands. "Pinky swear."
Virgil finally broke into a smile. "Good."
"One more thing, though?" Roman asked hopefully as he lowered his hand again.
"What?"
"Can you kiss it to make it better?" Roman asked sheepishly. "It still hurts a little."
Virgil tilted his head, looking at Roman carefully, not voicing his thoughts. Then he blinked and allowed a small smile. "Of course." Roman thought he saw a hint of pink on Virgil's ears as he leaned down and kissed Roman's knee with an exaggerated "Muah!"
Roman giggled as Virgil broke away and looked up at him, red-faced and laughing. Roman hopped down from the counter and wrapped his arms around Virgil for a hug.
"Thanks, Virge."
"Anytime, Princey," Virgil promised quietly. Roman smiled and tugged him closer.
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in holt's voice: Pain. That's it.
Today hasn't been the best but HEY I HAD THESE PRECIOUS BABIES TO KEEP MY COMPANY
He looked exhausted like he hadn’t slept at all.
alec...
I'm already sad and ready to murder
the baby...
David had never lost someone he loved.
this is fucking foreshadowing isn't it
But real strength was not in surviving the presence of pain. Real strength was in suviving the absence of love.
despite the chaos I'm glad to see these two interacting
The Consul leaned back in his chair and ran his hand through his beard. David had to admit, he looked damn good with it. Even if it made him seem even more intimidating than before.
yes boy YES
it's really hard not to smile right now but my camera is on and im supposed to be finding meanings of foreign words based on my own knowledge so-
JACKSON
“Max is too old for me to tell him what he is and isn’t allowed to do,” the Consul said – although he didn’t sound very happy about it.
MY TEACHER ASKED ME THE FIRST QUESTION IM LOSING MY SHIT
It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be okay.
let's hope so
Facts and figures, babe, Max had kissed his cheek last night. Dad likes facts and figures.
deep breathes
it'll be ok
“You’ve done your research,” the Consul nodded. There was a hint of approval in his voice that made David want to do a cartwheel.
AWWWW
“I’d like to take care of the New York institute,” David said now. “Because Jace Herondale and Clary Fairchild took care of me.”
And for the first time that evening, the Consul smiled. David wanted to burst into song.
AHHHH
this is beautiful
David couldn’t help but find that endearing. He wondered what it felt like to be loved like that. He wondered what it felt like to have a father like that – a father who couldn't stop loving his child even for a moment.
A love that was endless and tireless.
Every time he was in the presence of the Lightwood-Bane family he was reminded of what he had lost and what every child deserved.
It made him sad.
But then he would remember. He would remember that Max had grown up knowing nothing but this. Max had grown up with nothing but love.
It made him happy.
alright come here let me hug you
UHUHSCUICDUH "Why do you not like me"
“I know I worry too much about Max,” the Consul said, his smile sad now. “But I can only worry now. I won’t always be there to worry over him.”
it's 9 am boy
THESE TWO REALLY BE ASKING THE TRUE QUESTIONS
"Why are you scared of me" HSUHYUKDUMKDS WELL YOU SEE-
all we can really do is replace the bad memories with happier ones...
“No,” the Consul said, and David’s heart almost stopped. “I mean, of course I care. But I don’t have to be hard on you to show you that I do. There are many ways to show people we care about them without hurting them.”
David thought of his father then. He remembered the way his father had drawn the agony rune on his wrist and promised him it was because he loved David and wanted him to be strong. The memory hurt.
Jace and Clary bestest
“I’m sorry for whatever I did to intimidate you,” the Consul apologized.
that is so alec oh my god 😭
David looked him in the eye. “You’re Alec Lightwood.”
The man looked confused. “Is that supposed to mean something?
I'm smiling so much right now because yeah
yeah I get what he's saying
David hadn’t known that boys were allowed to kiss other boys – not until he heard about Alec Lightwood’s Accords Hall kiss.
David hadn’t known fairy tales existed outside of books - not until he heard about Alec Lightwood adopting a warlock baby with Magnus Bane.
David hadn’t known love can literally change the world – not until he heard about Alec Lightwood changing the world for the man he loved.
don't make me cry during linguistics
“Well,” the Consul chuckled. “To be entirely honest, I did all of that for Magnus.”
as he should
“Everything I have ever done has always been for Magnus,” the Consul said, his voice oddly soft.
we're talking about some wall in class and im here trying not to cry
my teacher just asked why some of us have our cameras off WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY
“I don’t want to be a hero,” David confessed honestly. “I just thought if I ran away to a city full of heroes, they would protect me if someone tried to hurt me again.”
“What’s that?” the Consul frowned, pointing at his neck.
By the angel! David was going to have words with Max when he saw him again.
“Uh,” David said. “Mosquito bite.”
AHHHHHHHH MOSQUITO BITE
“Do you remember when Izzy got attacked by a demon in Edom?”
“And you drank my blood,” the Consul rolled his eyes.
“Aw,” the Dean of the Academy chuckled. “You do remember.”
poor David is stuck between them talking like this IM SCREAMING
He remembered the way Consul had blamed himself when Max had found the spoils room at the York Institute. The way he had believed he should have done better when his eldest son had been traumatized by foul rumours of the Clave.
oh honey no
There were people who got mad at themselves when things went wrong.
There were people who got mad at everyone around them when things went wrong.
While Alec Lightwood was the former, his son and David’s boyfriend, was definitely the latter.
I'm definitely both
“It wasn’t your fault,” David spoke up then. “When bad things happen to people, it’s because of the people who did those bad things. We shouldn’t atone for someone else’s sins.”
“Yeah. Stop atoning, dude,” the Dean said chuckled. “Listen to the boy.”
YES EVERYONE LISTEN TO DAVID
“And be careful,” the Consul said, his tone a little different now.
“I will keep an eye on-”
“No,” the Consul said and pointed at the hickey on David’s neck. “With Max. Be careful.”
David was pretty sure his face on fire.
OH MY GOD
IM SHAKING
“Um, we have the internet,” David pointed out.
The Consul blinked. “Right. Of course. The internet.”
yes
ao3 and Wattpad
KIDS DON'T GO ON THESE WEBSITES AT 11 JUST DO NOT
“If he gives you a hard time, don’t give up,” the man whispered like it was a secret. “You just need to weasel your way into his life.”
David chuckled. “Is that what you did?”
yup
“Yeah, and then he had the audacity to get accidentally get drunk and confess his love in the middle of the night.”
AWW SHE'S TELLING GIGI ABOUT THEIR PAST
“I did have a latte,” her mother said with a straight face.
Georgia didn’t find that funny.
I almost said "BECAUSE IT'S NOT FUNNY" before I realized that is exactly what I would've said
She knew her mother, like so many other people in her life, preferred to use humour to cope with the pain. They preferred to hide their pain away from other people.
Georgia never understood why people did that. Did they think others didn’t know what pain felt like? Everyone was in pain all the time – some kind of it at least. Everyone knew how to cope with it. So, it made more sense to share it than to carry it all by yourself.
i...I never look at it that way
Apparently, hand holding had special healing abilities at times like this.
yeah it really does
Georgia had hoped to find out herself. She had wondered so much about the baby.
tears. literal tears
It didn’t matter that Georgia had wanted to name the baby Abigail after the first iron sister. It didn’t matter that her father wanted to name the baby Jonathan to piss off Uncle Jace.
Abigail Jonathan Lightwood-Lovelace
FUCK OFF AND LET ME CRY IN PEACE
People said that poison was a coward’s weapon. But Georgia didn’t think so. It wasn’t easy to make poison. It wasn’t easy sneak it into the right place at the right time.
Whoever did this, they were not cowards. They were smart and they should be feared.
yeah, what did happen during the trial?
uh is Selena ok?
like genuinely
is she just a very heavy sleeper or...
MARYSE
Because sometimes the only comfort you needed was your mom.
yeah...
Except for random parts of the house that were incredibly organized – a sign Uncle Jace had been there
Yup.
“I’m staying in New York, mom. I’m going to help Selena and the centurions find out who did this to me,” her mother said, her words a promise. “And once I do, I’m going to strangle them with my whip.”
Yes you will
Anjali and Rafe
please be ok. please
HOW ABOUT WE DO A TRADE
ZARA'S LIFE FOR ANJALI'S 😄
ok I know that's not how it works but IM DESPERATE
her bedroom seems amazing though
Rafael gave so much shit to his dad because the other man had the habit of watching his husband sleep.
But now he sort of understood the fascination.
AWWWWW
“You do ballet?” he asked, holding up the ballet shoes.
slightly reminds me of rosa
OK WHO AM I KIDDING SHE TOTALLY DOES
the red binder
it's fucking genius
David can keep his flowers and cookies and scarves.
This, what he held in his hands right now, was the best thing anyone could ever give him. A file full of reforms to make the clave better.
IM SCREAMING
“You think I want to die and leave the Council in your cishet hands?”
YES BESTIE
“I don’t care what the Clave needs,” Rafael snapped, and Anjali momentarily looked taken aback. “I need you.”
he needs her
FUCK IT TIME TO CRY
“Bulgaria is known as the land of roses,” Rafael told her. “The Sofia Institute is built in the middle of a rose garden.”
“Oh,” Anjali’s eyes momentarily softened. “I like roses.”
you know that tiktok trend? the one which goes "listen it's a good joke it's a great joke even but i need you to stop" or smth like that?
yeah
His hand was itching to reach out and hold hers. So, he did just that. He reached out – very carefully – and took her hand in his own.
“I need you to get better, Anjali,” he whispered. “Cause I would very much like to take you there.”
HAND HOLDING
no she's not becoming a vampire
The part that was the shadowhunter – which told him she didn’t deserve to die over some angelic mishap.
The part that was the future Consul – which told him he needed Anjali on his side.
The part that was a Lightwood-Bane – which told him he should never give up fighting.
And then there was the part that was Rafael – just Rafael.
It told him he had to save his heart – no matter the consequences.
we're talking about some powerplant in geography and I'm crying over this
Anjali please please don't die
“Not everything,” Rafael told her. “I know someone who can help.”
WHO
GIVE ME A NAME
“Well, now we don’t know that for sure!” Max grinned. “Who knows what they get up to? Maybe there is someone occasional boning in the bone city.”
“How does manage to get more insufferable every time I meet him?” Jackson demanded.
i...never looked at it that way
OH JACKSON IS BECOMING A SILENT BROTHER
Max grinned widely at the other boy. “You wanna be my immortal buddy, Jack-Jack?”
OOP-
“The boys are back” he yelled, hugging David and Jackson. “Ty, our boys are back! Yas! The London Boys are back!”
THE LONDON BOYS
“Okay it’s a little disrespectful when you call her by the same name you call me,” Max pointed out.
“True,” Jackson nodded. “Irene shouldn’t be disrespected like that.”
YUYZXYSCGYZCGYUCUIZCVUH SCREAMING
"It’s hard being a celeb,” Max sighed dramatically.
“He is referring to the chaos you unleashed the last time you went there,” Jackson rolled his eyes. “People still remember you.”
“I’m memorable. It’s not my fault,” Max shrugged.
Max no more gambling bestie
“If the assassination attempt on Magnus had been successful, we wouldn’t be sitting and talking like this,” Kit pointed out. “The nephilim and downworlders would be at war.”
As they should. No one hurts Magnus
“So the target isn’t just Magnus Bane?” Jackson asked.
“Possibly,” Ty nodded. “The Consul and his husband…They are the ones who united the shadow world – with the Alliance. With their marriage. So, it’s not surprising that someone – seelie or not – wants to break it all down.”
with every line, I get closer to a breakdown
“There are people all around me to protect me from demons and crazy assassins,” Max smiled. “But you…You protect me from myself. So, don’t give me that I’m not good at protecting bullshit.”
so precious...
“Now let’s go find out which dumbass thought it would be a good idea to try and kill Magnus Fucking Bane.”
i have a few torture methods in mind
If shadowhunters couldn’t fight demons, it would put both downworlders and mundanes in danger. His father’s Clave – small as it was – did their best to keep the demons at bay. They were the only thing keeping the shadow world safe from demons.
Ikr?? Like David said earlier Alec's clave is literally the one doing the actual shadowhunting.
“Jackson is incredibly smart and perceptive. He knows what is good for him, David. He chose you to be his best friend. He has accepted that his family is gone for good and is finally focusing on his future. If this is what he wants to do and if this is who he wants to be, then you should trust that he has thought this through. He wouldn’t have chosen this life if he thought he wouldn’t be happy with it.”
TRUE
ALRIGHT WHO TF IS BEHIND ALL THIS
i just want to talk 🙂
“Great,” Max said, feeling frustrated. “So, someone created a fancy new poison just to kill my parents.”
“They did say something else,” Kit said, his tone worried. “The poison…It’s not entirely made of demonic properties.”
“Oh?” David said.
“It’s a mixture of angelic and demon properties,” Ty Blackthorn said. “And we know that-”
“Seelies,” Max whispered. “They have both angel and demon blood.”
Is anyone else scared?
GASP
WHAT IF
It's an angel and prince of hell working together?
ok that seems highly unlikely
“I don’t think you have a choice, bud,” Kit giggled. “Mina will have your head if you don’t get married. She has been working on a Pinterest board for years now.”
KIT
KIT
WHAT THE FUCK
OH MY GOD KIT
NO NO NO
HE CAN'T BE DEAD
NO FUCK NO
I'm absolutely loving all this angst so much. You said chapter 9 was the most angsty and frankly I can't wait :p
now...IF KIT AND ANJALI DIE I WILL BE VERY VERY SAD but the angst potential with Anjali though...NOPE NOPE NOPE. MY GIRL'S GONNA BE INQUISITOR I KNOW SHE WILL.
AHHHHHH THIS CHAPTER WAS A LOT LMAO.
I love how you are complaining but also thirsting for angst yall crazy.
I hope you are taking care of yourself and working on your entry for the competition!!!!!
Also the "we're talking about some wall in class" killed me lmao I laughed so hard fdhvjd.
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You & Me : chapter 48
A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA
Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS
CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29 || CHAPTER 30 || CHAPTER 31 || CHAPTER 32 || CHAPTER 33 || CHAPTER 34 || CHAPTER 35 || CHAPTER 36 || CHAPTER 37 || CHAPTER 38 || CHAPTER 39 || CHAPTER 40 || CHAPTER 41 || CHAPTER 42 || CHAPTER 43 || CHAPTER 44 || CHAPTER 45 || CHAPTER 46 || CHAPTER 47
NOTES:
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-im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it.
-there WILL be smut. but not only smut.
-this is a romance, comedy, smut story.
-for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.
READ AM CONVERSATIONS AGAIN ON WATTPAD HERE
- notes: thank you for sticking up by me and this story! thank you for reading, commenting, reblogging... thank you also if you’re a silent reader, and I know there’s a few. I know this isnt over yet, and ill write a long thank you with the last chapter but i had to say it here. THANK YOU!
ALSO! this chapter has BOTH povs. so will the next 2 (and final) chapters!
TAKE A LOOK AT THE CHARACTERS HERE
Chapter 48
NIALL
December 2018
I had no idea how many pints we had swallowed but clearly, when we got out of the restaurant, I felt a sensation of happiness invade me and I was not really sure why. Louis said something funny and I laughed as we started walking down the street and I replied something that had to do with his girlfriend. He pushed with the side of his body and I started laughing again. It was a good thing we decided to get out to sober up a bit and I felt my eyes flutter when a cool breeze his my face.
It felt so good to be close to Louis again. I couldn't pretend I was totally okay with the fact that he had sex with Olivia but I knew it was a bit stupid of me to hold that grudge. It had been months and it was different now. it was completely different. I was with her and we loved each other, and I was going to ask her to marry me. Soon. Very Very soon.
"I wish I was there to see Liv's face when you'll ask her to be your wife." Louis let out as I glanced at him.
He was smiling fondly and it made me realize he was happy for her. He was happy for both of us. Suddenly, I knew exactly why Olivia had picked him as a best friend. They were so similar in so many aspects and if they hadn't had sex before, I would have said they could have been siblings... twins, perhaps. Not physically, of course, but mentally and emotionally, they were almost exactly the same.
"Definitely, you won't." I chuckled, glancing at him again as I pushed my hands in my pockets.
"Oh, I know." he shrugged, his lips still curled. "I mean, when you two started talking again, she told me she was going to get married with Dylan anyway but I could hear it in her voice that it's not what she really wanted. I told her that she should get married with you instead."
My eyebrows raised and I turned to him as we stopped walking. I was surprised that Louis said that since I was very aware of how mad he was at me after I broke her heart. It had broken our friendship in a way I thought could never be mended back together, but here we were, laughing and having fun the way we used to. He was the first one I told about the ring and somehow, it made total sense.
"Really?" I asked, glancing at him. "I wouldn't have thought but, thank you, Tommo."
"Look, no offense mate, but I did it for her, not for you."
It hurt slightly but I just nodded and licked my lips. It didn't change the fact that he knew Olivia had feelings for me, and most likely thought we were meant to be, and that was enough for me. I couldn't expect our friendship to be exactly how it used to be. Too many things happened, and we both had changed, but I still enjoyed this night and the fact that I was getting my friend back.
We kept walking slowly in silence and after a while, I frowned. I knew where I was and it took me a few seconds to realize why this place felt so important. My heart jumped in my chest and I held my breath when I saw the sign of the bakery a bit farther in the street. It was not lighted up but I could easily read it anymore and I stopped right next to the door.
"You okay Niall?"
I ignored him and moved closer to the door, leaning my forehead against the window just to look inside. I couldn't see the place I had seen her for the first time in over a year, but I could clearly see the spot where I had been standing. A bunch of feelings invaded me, the same feelings that had invaded me back then, when my eyes had fallen on her, and I had to swallow hard, as if my heart was threatening to jump out of my throat.
"Uh-oh," Louis started low. "Looks like it's about to rain."
I blinked a few times, staring some more seconds inside the bakery, and suddenly, something seemed to hit me. I had no idea why I had waited for so many months, I didn't know what the fuck I was thinking. I should have told Olivia that I wanted to marry her, I should have asked her to be my wife back in april, when I bought that damn ring. I had been ready to spend my life with her since that day I saw her again at the bakery and there was no reason to wait again.
I felt raindrops hit the top of my head and wet my shirt, but I just breathed in deeply and turned around, my eyes roaming on the empty and dark street.
"Mate, are you okay?"
Once again, I ignored Louis and without thinking, I started running. I could hear him yelling my name a few times behind me but I didn't stop : I just kept on running as te rain started falling even harder, pouring over me like a shower. I felt my white shirt stick to my chest and the sound of how wet my socks were as I ran on the sidewalk. I didn't even stop when I arrived in front of my house but for some reason, Olivia opened the door just as I was walking up the stairs. She was only wearing a shirt and panties and the sight made me swallow hard.
"Niall? Are you okay?" she asked with a frown, taking a step out as I shook my head, panting loudly, my lips parted and my eyes stuck on her.
"No, no Olivia, I'm not okay." I just let out.
She took a step closer and even if she was still protected somehow from the rain, I could see a few raindrops on her forehead. She brought her hand to my chest and saw her body quiver as a shiver crossed it.
"What's wrong?"
I could hear worry in her voice and it made me realize that no one in the world has ever loved me the way she loved me. No one in the world loved me as much as she loved me. No one ever would, and I didn't want anyone else to anyway. The love she was giving me in every word, every touch, every gaze... that love couldn't be compared to anything else I ever had the chance to get.
"I don't want to wait anymore, Olivia... I've waited enough." I pointed out, making her frown slightly and shake her head.
"W-What?"
"There's no reason to wait anymore!" I let out in an excited tone as I felt every fiber of my body boiling. "It's useless to wait! I love you! I want to spend my life with you!"
Her lips curled and her traits softened. "Me too, Nee." she admitted in a low tone, tilting her head and licking her lips.
"No, Liv, you don't get it." I let out, shaking my head, my lips curling even more. "I know i'll spend my life with you, I won't pass next to this chance a second time. I know I'll never ruin this again, because this is the most important relationship I've ever had and you're the most important person in my life. I want to share everything with you.. Every good morning's and good night's, and every grocery shopping trips, and... and netflix nights, and cleaning days. I want to be with you, and take care of you, and love you the way you deserve to be loved. I want us to know that as long as we have each other, we'll be okay, because we will. I want to complete you because you complete me, Olivia. I realized a long time ago that I can't live with you!"
"Niall," she started, shaking her head and frowning slightly again. "What are you saying?"
I reached for her hands and squeezed them hard in mine. I was completely drenched by then, but I didn't give a fuck. The rain kept falling on my face, sliding down my cheeks to reach my neck and soak me even more. But I pushed that thought away as I let go of one of her hands to dive one of mine in my pocket. I played with the ring with the tip of my fingers for a few seconds, making sure the small diamond was on top, and finally took it out. I felt her tense in front of me but got on one knee anyway, squeezing one of her hands again as I felt nervousness invade me.
"I should have done this a long time ago. I bought this ring in april, and I have no idea why it took me so long to do this. I wanted to find the right words, the right time, the right way. I just didn't realize that there was no right time, words or way. Because every moment is right. I could have asked at any moment and it would have been the right moment because you're the right person.
"Oh my... god." she whispered before swallowing hard. "Niall..."
"Liv, will you marry me?"
She stared at me and finally took a step closer. I held my breath when I realize she was now under the rain as it fell roughly and quickly on her. Her hair stuck to her cheeks and she looked down in my eyes, blinking a few times.
"Are these tears or is it just the rain?" I just asked, making her chuckle and shake her head.
"I love you so much, Niall James Horan!" she let out loud enough so I would hear her over the sound of the rain hitting the cement. "Of course I'll marry you! I've wanted to marry you since I was 6 years old!"
A wave of relief washed over me and I chuckled nervously as my whole body seemed to throb. I got up slowly, still holding her hand, and looked down at her as my lips curled into a fond smile. I really should have done that before, but they said 'better late than never', right?
"I'm in love with you." I whispered, touching her fingers to find the right one before sliding the ring on it without every looking away from her eyes. "Thank you so much."
"Don't thank me, I want to be your wife so bad, I can't even tell you how happy this makes me."
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. My eyes closed when I felt her lips against mine and suddenly, I realized that everything was perfect.
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OLIVIA
I kissed him deeply but slowly, feeling his wet shirt soak mine as he pulled me closer. I let the fingers of both my hands slip in his wet hair and pull on it gently, before two or three of my fingertips slid down to his nape, playing with the very bottom of his hair. It made him shiver against me and I whimpered low in his mouth.
"I'm so in love with you, Niall." I whispered, my lips still brushing against his.
My eyes fluttered open and I moved my hand a bit before moving my head back just to look at the ring on my finger. It seemed unreal and for half a second, I wondered if I was actually dreaming one of these very vivid and realistic dreams I had, sometimes. They used to happen so often after Niall broke up with me. Perhaps I was still just in one of those dreams where I'm happy and I get everything I've ever desired. The diamond shined a bit when I moved my hand because of the light from the living room and I felt myself tear up.
I stared at the only human I was ever in love with and swallowed hard. I focused on the locks of his hair sticking to his forehead and at how beautiful he looked. No one else had ever made me feel like he did, and the feelings inside me were so strong I started feeling them physically. Somehow, my hole body started throbbing and I felt my legs weaken at all the strong emotions reaching me.
I felt his palms press more on my back and bit my bottom lip before gripping the front of his shirt and pulling him inside roughly. My lips found his again and I kissed him a bit too hard, perhaps, pulling his shirt over his head before doing the same with mine so fast I almost tore it up. I felt his hands on my naked waist and realized I had been half naked the whole time.
His hands moved up on my chest and I felt his thumbs stop right under my breasts as we kissed. I wanted him so bad... I wanted him like it was our last time... or our very first time.
He pushed the door with one of his feet but it stayed half open as I undid his pants and pulled them down. We ended up laying on the floor in the lobby, his lips running all over me as fat as my hands traveled on his back, neck and in his hair. The moment he pushed himself inside me made my back arched and I moved my knees up, keeping my feet flat on the floor.
"I love you so much." he whispered, his lips pressing against my neck, near my jaw, before he pushed himself deeper inside me. "F-Fuck, you feel so good."
I tilted my chin up and closed my eyes, realizing that I could hear the rain pouring outside. From time to time, I even felt a few drops reach for my legs and it made me think that it was probably falling on Niall, too. I pushed my fingers in his back and my nails sunk in his skin as he thrust in and out of me slowly but deeply. I felt dizzy when an orgasm started building up in the pit of my stomach but I pressed my thighs on each side of him to hold him in place before moving on my elbows to kiss him harder.
I wanted to beg him not to move but I didn't have to. He stopped moving over me only to focus on the way he was kissing me, and I could feel my heart beat so hard and fast that I felt like I was about to cum anyway.
"Mm, Olivia, you're gonna be my wife yea?" he mumbled as we kissed. "I should have asked before but I was so scared you'd say no."
I felt my heart jump and twist in my chest at his confession and shut my eyes tighter. "I would have said 'yes' Niall." I whispered. "There's not a single moment you could have asked in this lifetime when my answer would have been 'no."
He stopped kissing me for a few seconds and finally rolled us around. I held my breath, a bit surprised, but ended up staddling him as his hands ran on my thighs gently. My lips were still very close to his and my hair was falling around us, hiding our faces like a curtain.
"I can't wait to be your wife, Niall."
His lips curled slightly in a fond smile. "I can't wait to cherish you, love you, and support you for the rest of my life." he added in a murmur. "Now ride me, petal."
My lips curled more and I chuckled before sitting up.I started riding him gently, staring down at him and biting my bottom lip. I could still see a few locks of his hair stuck on his forehead and the sight of him naked under me made my whole body quiver.
"This is what I want to see every single day for the rest of my life." he admitted in a whisper, letting one of his hands slide up until my breasts, running his palm on them and brushing his fingertips on my nipples. "That honeymoon is gonna be something else, petal."
I smiled more and bend down slightly, holding myself with my hands on his chest. "That honeymoon is gonna last until we die."
He smiled at me and nodded. "It will."
I started riding him again, harder and a bit faster this time, and when his hand reached between my legs to rub my clit, I started shaking over him. He groaned low, reaching for my thighs and grabbing them hard while he closed his eyes tight. We remained motionless for a few seconds, just panting with our eyes closed, but after a while, my eyes fluttered open and I sent him a fond smile.
"C'mere."
I lied down next to him on the floor, not even caring about how uncomfortable it was, and I moved my hand up to look at my ring again. It was unbelievable but I knew it was true. If someone had told me, when I was a kid, that I was going to marry Niall, I would have laughed. Heck, if someone had told me that a year ago, I wouldn't have believed it. Now, however, it just felt right. It felt like the accomplishment of a lifetime. It felt like the obvious outcome of my journey. It felt like the epic conclusion that was meant to happen.
"I bought this in Paris, when we were at your parents." he just said, making my heart skip a beat. How could his voice still make me melt after all this time? "I just woke up one day and I knew it was the right thing to do. It was so obvious to me I didn't even doubt it or question it. Not a fucking second."
I turned my head to look at him, noticing he was staring at the ring on my finger.
"You're the love of my life, we should already be married." he pointed out with a small shrug, making me laugh. It made him turn my way and he raised his eyebrows. "What?"
"I mean you? Niall Horan? Wanting to get married so soon?" I asked, the left corner of my lips raised up. "Who would have thought? I mean, you'll be the first one in your band to be married. Even before Louis... even before Liam! If you think about it, it's quite surprising isn't it?"
He stared at me for a few seconds, but his lips finally curled into a smile too and he chuckled. "Yea, maybe. i mean, if you weren't in my life, I'd probably be the last one to get married, you're right."
"So it's because of me?" I asked, raising my eyebrows and turning my body his way.
"Yea. I don't want to marry anyone else, and if you weren't in my life... I don't even know if I'd get married. Maybe in my late 30's? Or 40's? Who knows?"
We stared at each other for a minute or two in silence. I was coming up to the conclusion that soulmates were real, and I was lucky enough to have found mine. Even better, it seemed like I was his soulmate too, and nothing could be more perfect that that. I couldn't say I wouldn't have married anyone but him, especially since I was so close to marry an other man, but I could say that I would never be happy with anyone else the way I was happy with him. There was something about this relationship that I wouldn't be able to get though any other relationship. I never felt like that for anyone else in the world. No one could compare. No one was Niall James Horan, and he was the only one I wanted.
"This calls for champagne."
I chuckled and he got up before extending his hand to help me up too. I grabbed his shirt on the floor but grimaced at how wet it was. Instead, I grabbed all our clothes spread on the floor and brought it to the washing machine as he walked up to the kitchen completely naked. I grabbed a pair of boxers for him and one of his shirt for me and walked back to the living room, closing the door and locking it. It was still raining hard outside and I looked by the window for a short moment before finally joining him in the kitchen. He had picked a bottle of champagne and I smiled as I stared at him. He was there, standing completely naked in the kitchen, a bottle of champagne in hands, trying to open it, and I tilted my head. The sight was fucking incredible.
"I brought you boxers but I'm not sure I want to give them to you anymore."
He turned to me with a smirk and I couldn't help but let glance down at his dick. He chuckles and opened the bottle of champagne with a 'pop' before pouring some in two glasses.
"Clothing is optional tonight, my love." he let out, raising his eyebrows. "In fact, it's forbidden to wear any piece of clothing."
He handed me my glass and I pressed my lips together, taking it just as he snapped the shirt and boxers from my other hand. I held my breath as he threw them away and let out a short giggle. I was never at ease while being naked, especially around Niall because his opinion mattered to me more than anyone else's, but the way his eyes roamed on my naked form and sparkled as they got back into mine... that was something that didn't lie. So I didn't have the body I used to have, and I didn't have (and never did) the body of the girls he used to date and fuck... but apparently, it didn't matter to him.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked in a low tone, licking my lips.
He cleared his throat and took his own glass before turning back to me again.
"You look at me too, darling." he pointed out, avoiding my eyes.
"I know but... I don't know, you were looking at me... in a special way."
This time, he looked out and our eyes met. He took a step closer and my lips parted slightly. Fuck, I loved him, I loved him so fucking much I could literally die.
"I can't believe how lucky I am." he admitted in a very low tone. "I'm gonna make love to you every single day for the rest of my life. I want to discover and remember every mole, every mark, every spot." I felt his free hand run on one of my breasts and slide down my stomach. "I want to learn the best ways to make you horny, to make you dizzy, to drive you crazy and to make you cum. I was looking at you because I find it scary how close I was to never get you back."
I stared at him, my mouth slightly open, as I let his words sink in. My eyes fluttered but I kept them open and he brought his fingers on my back, brushing his fingertips on my spine.
"And you say you're not good with words." I pointed out, tilting my head and making him chuckle again.
"I'm getting better at it, right?" he laughed, taking a step back. "You mad eme practice a lot, without really realizing it."
i rolled my eyes with a smile and shrugged as he brought his glass up. "To you and I, to this relationship that will last longer than a lifetime. To you, because you're perfect for me."
"To you too, because you're the only one I ever wanted."
I clinked my glass against his and swallowed everything, putting the glass back on the counter. He did the same and filled them up again.
"So, how are we gonna tell everyone?" I asked, bringing the now full glass to my lips again.
"We're not." he said, leaning his ass against the counter, taking a sip too and making me frown. "We're eloping. Prepare your stuff, we're leaving tomorrow."
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He’s Back~ Lucio x NonBinaryReader
A/n: This is NOT a continuation from the last story! SPOILERS: The MC in this story never dies from the plague!
Requested by: UnicornGirl039 on Wattpad
READERS POV. (2nd person)
You always wondered as a child what your life would be like when you got older. You expected something quite boring like working as a merchant, even being a pirate would have been tame compared to what has been going on in your life. You learned magic, lived through the plague, brought back to life the dead Count Lucio, started dating the now alive Count Lucio, beat the Devil, saved the world, and after all of that the most challenging part hasn’t even arrived yet. Today is the day where Lucio would tell the town that he is back from the dead.
You’ve spent the whole day alone in your room at the castle pacing back and forth. Lucio claimed he had to get ready and prepare for his “welcome party” which left you time alone to gather your thoughts. ‘How would people react?’ ‘Is Lucio feeling okay about this?’ ‘Is Lucio going to leave me when he becomes Count again?’ These were all questions swirling through your mind but the main question is truly ‘what is going to happen?’ You just didn’t know what to think anymore, you didn’t even know where you stood with this whole thing. Lucio and Nadia decided they would become “business” partners and run the town together because Lucio never truly lost his title. Lucio would be busy for a while which you were completely fine with and understood but you didn’t know if he would forget you or not. You also hoped that Lucio wouldn’t be completely over run with work and stress.
You continue to pace throughout room failing to notice the repeating knocks at your door. You also fail to notice a concerned looking Lucio peek his head into your room until he spoke. “MC are you okay, you didn’t even notice me knocking.” You jump slightly from the sudden words but you quickly try clearing your throat to mask your on slot of fears. “Oh uhm....I’m fine” you mumble as Lucio now fully enters your quarters. He gives you an unimpressed look as if implying ‘I’m not THAT stupid.’ Lucio continues to stare at you until you finally crack from the pressure, tears of stress and frustration start running down your face. Your not one to cry so this clearly startles Lucio as he quickly tries figuring out what happened.
Lucio rambles on about how sorry he is for whatever he did until you wipe your tears and pour out your feelings to him. You tell him about your insecurities, how your very unsure about everything, and how you wish him the best. It takes a while to explain as your stutter through statements and try holding back the tears that want to continue falling.
At the end of your very long and somewhat dramatic rant, Lucio has a hand planted on your knee rubbing comforting circles as your head is resting on his shoulder. You take deep breaths in and out trying to regain the air you lost as you spoke. There is a moment of silence, not an awkward one, only a thoughtful one. Lucio finally decides to break the silence “sadly love I don’t exactly know what truly will happen but I do know one thing..... I will always love you even after everything occurs.” He speaks with such confidence you can’t help but feel the positive energy flow throughout your body and into your soul. “Thank you Lucio..... I really needed to hear that” you speak in a soft tone as you try keeping the calm atmosphere. Lucio simply hums in repose as the silence continues.
You both sit there at the edge of your bed for bit longer until Lucio abruptly stands up and speaks. “MC it’s getting late, let’s rest now and let me handle what happens tomorrow.” You have no objections to his statement so you join him in standing as he takes your hand and walks you towards the headboard of the bed. He gently pushes your fatigued body backwards until you fall onto the soft mattress. He gives you a small smile as he waits for you to go under the covers, once he sees your situated he then joins you. Lucio wraps his arms around you and you both fall asleep wrapped in each other arms.
TIME SKIP~
The next day had finally arrived and it has been just as hectic as expected. Lucio has been preparing for his return and you have been feeling as stressed as ever. Lucio explained to you just what was going to happen and when. He told you that he will be telling everyone about you and your relationship. That thought alone is enough to send you into a panic but you still can’t help feeling more worried for Lucio. You once again find yourself pacing back and forth through the halls of the palace. The party that Lucio and Nadia invited everyone to is about to be in full swing. Which only means the time is slowly counting down until you have to go in front of all those people with Lucio as he brings the news of a life time.
LUCIOS POV. (1st person)
I have been preparing for this moment for a long time now, the day I return as Count. I can’t help but feel excited and stressed all at the same time. Me and Nadia decided to throw a party and invite everyone. Which will make it easier for me to happily announce my return and my amazing lover. I know MC is feeling nervous and stressed but I know after everything is done and over with things will get better for the both of us.
The party is finally at max capacity and Nadia decides its time. She tells me to find MC as she calls for everyone to enter the ball room while I go looking for MC. I can hear Nadia tell the towns folk about the past events as I dash through the halls looking in every room MC can possibly be in.
I finally find MC once again stressing out as they pace the halls of the castle. I slowly approach them trying not to startle them as I place a careful hand on their shoulder. I feel them tense up and I can’t help but feel worried for them as I say “love if you don’t want me to tell them about you I won’t.” My statement has them hastily turning around and fiercely shaking their head. “No, no, no you can tell them I just....I don’t know....I guess....I guess I’m more worried about you” they ramble on until finally getting to the point of their statement which makes my eyes go wide. Their confession also makes my jaw go slack and a confused look to slowly take over my features. I’m sure I look extremely strange but I can’t help my reaction, I don’t understand how they can be more worried about me. ‘I suppose I’m shocked because I’ve never had someone care about me’ is my final thought before responding to MC. “Love, you have no need for worrying about me, I’m excited to be honest.” I sheepishly admit. “Excited? Why?” “Well I get to claim you as officially mine won’t I?” I confidently say while throwing an arm over their shoulder. They chuckle at my actions as they reply with “yeah, yeah let’s get this over with.”
We make our way to the ballroom, as we do I can hear the bustling of people speaking about what Nadia has said no doubt. We come to a stop at the outside of the doors and wait for the signal Noddy gave me. I put my ear up to the door and listen until I hear her say “and now one last surprise......Count Lucio.” I quickly slams the doors open as a shell shocked MC follows behind. I can hear the bubbling conversations as the people are stunned with the sudden news until I throw my arms up and state “IM BACK!”
I thought that was a fitting ending~
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Joe Liebgott: Lanterns
hey yall!! this is my first fic i ever decided to upload on here! ive done two major stories that are out on wattpad but this is my first time doing a fic for @speirtons fic event for bob!! it is going to be my first time so it’s not going to be great but i really wanted to do some short story writing since im in the middle of writing my other bob book, metanoia! i hope you all enjoy!
pairing: joe liebgott + oc ( her name is hazel! )
prompt: “ i think we’re lost “
Hazel was in awe of Austira and the little town of Zell Am See where Easy Company and the rest of the 506th currently resided. There was a beautiful lake in the center of the town, and stores and restaurants that lined the edges of the water. At night, after dinner in the mess hall, Hazel would walk around the town by herself, admiring the beauty of the Austrain town. In the background, was painted the beautiful picture of the Austrian Alps, with their snow capped peaks and deep green trees.
She liked to sit by the shore of the lake, and admire the glow of the lights at night. She imagined they were lanterns, set free and flying up to the sky, their beauty and their bright light in the darkness their only shine. Sometimes one of the men from Easy would join her and they’d hit the town together at night, sometimes in duos or trios, laughing and talking and walking around enjoying the freedom, and the end of the war.
Many of the men knew how often Hazel spoke of the lights that lined the shores of the lake, and how much she simply just adored them and thought of them as lanterns. She always talked about going up into the mountains and setting one off, but she never found the time.
One night, she’d gone out, setting out for a walk around town by herself, as the sun was close to setting, when she heard footsteps from behind her, running towards her. She turned and stopped to see it was Joe Liebgott. A smile lit up the brunette’s face.
“ Hey, Hazel, wait up!” he called as he raced up to her, stopping by her tiny frame and looking down at her.
“ Want to join me, Joe?” she asked him, and Joe smiled.
“ I think I got something cool we can do.” Joe said. Hazel looked at him, innocently confused at what he meant.
“ What do you mean? Don’t you want to come see the lights with me?” she asked, looking at him with big, blue eyes, and her rosy cheeks, and long eyelashes.
Joe couldn’t stop thinking about how cute and innocent she did in fact look.
“ Trust me. You’ll like what we’re doing.” he said, with a smirk.
Joe Liebgott had befriended Hazel back in Toccoa. The young girl had to run up Currahee alone at night one time because Sobel had been stubborn about how long her hair was. Hazel hadn’t given, in what seemed to be Sobel’s mind, the right answer. Hazel wasn’t that terrified of him though, it seemed, and she valiantly raced up the mountain of Currahee in the dark.
It had been a summer night, just like this, in Toccoa, when she came back inside, sweaty and exhausted, a slight smile on her face as she walked over and took a seat on her bed next to Shifty’s. That’s when Liebgott had approached her for the first time, in her entire time of being in Toccoa, and sat down beside her.
Liebgott did realize he probably looked rather stupid and sounded dumb when doing so, as she would’ve probably wanted more than anything to take a shower or something. He’d said something dumb like, ‘ Sobel knows not to mess with you.’ It was dumb, very dumb, but Hazel had smiled, that beautiful smile he loved so much.
From that day on they became best friends, partners in crime, two peas in a pod.
So now, standing here, as she looked up at him with wide, expectant eyes, he had to shake himself from the trance he was in.
“ You up for a hike?” Joe asked her. Hazel smiled warmly.
“ It’s a bit late, but sure!” she said and Joe’s heart swelled. He’d never been so infatuated by someone before. Her eyes were bright, and as the made their decent up the side of the mountain, to the lookout he had planned, he couldn’t help but feel his heart race. They weren’t going to the top, just a lookout he and Chuck had found hiking around one day, the perfect place for his idea that he knew she’d love.
Hazel was smiling the entire time they went up the mountain. Her hair was in a messy bun on her head, with little pieces clipped back while other strands fell in front of her face. Liebgott personally loved when she wore messy buns. She always fussed and said she was just low on time and had to do something quick, but he thought she looked rather adorable. He never said it aloud though, but he had hinted it once or twice, something she hadn’t heard at all.
As the hike continued, it got increasingly darker with each step and the forest around the mountain grew darker as well. Liebgott watched as Hazel instinctively drew closer to him, as Liebgott clicked on a flashlight.
“ It’s dark.” whispered Hazel as she looked towards the forest and its trees.
“ Just a bit.” Liebgott said as Hazel gently wrapped her arm around his bicep. They both felt the warmth from that touch spread but neither of them said anything as they continued their walk.
“ You know, George told me something funny yesterday.” Hazel started and Liebgott’s heart dropped. Liebgott had been the one to tell George about the plan as well as Chuck, and they were the only two. George had been the one that helped set everything up.
“ What’d he say?” Liebgott asked, worry eating at his insides.
“ He said he enjoyed the hikes in the mountains,” Hazel said and Liebgott glanced at her.
“ He said you always found stuff in the mountains, like animals and bugs and insects and cool views.” Hazel said, “ Stuff like that.”
Liebgott’s heart regained normal speed.
“ Oh yeah, the views are the best part.” Liebgott said, nearly having a heart attack thinking George had spoiled everything.
“ Like at the Eagles’ Nest?” Hazel asked with a smile. Liebgott smiled.
“ Yeah, definitely like the Eagles’ Nest.” Liebgott said. They continued walking as it got increasingly darker and soon Hazel was growing tired.
“ I think we’re lost.” Hazel said looking up at Liebgott who looked more awake than ever.
“ No we’re not silly, it’s right up here.” Liebgott said leading her forward around a bend.
“ Are you sure? We’ve been walki-“ Hazel stopped talking and saw the beautiful sight in front of her. The view was immaculate, she could see the entire town and the lights and the lake, with the mountains in the background. She watched as birds, big, proud, powerful birds flew overhead, so close she could almost touch them. She could smell the freshness of the cool night air, and taste the sweetness of the flowers.
But that wasn’t the best part. On a blanket, where a few little blankets were, was a lantern, lit up in what seemed to be liquid gold, shining brightly and flickering under the moonlight.
“ Oh, Joe!” Hazel barely whispered out putting a hand to her mouth as she slowly stepped forward. Joe watched as Hazel slowly let go of his arm and walked forward, eyes shimmering with glee at the beauty of the sight. Hazel gently sat down on the blanket that was spread out, and brought the lantern into her lap. It was beautiful.
Hazel turned around to look towards Joe, who was slowly walking over, hands in his pockets, a little smirk on his face, and a few strands of his gelled hair hanging down. She could see his dog tags, as they clanked together as he walked over and his white undershirt was peaking out from beneath the OD top. Her cheeks flamed at the look he was giving her and she immediately looked back at the lantern, eyes shining.
Liebgott slowly sat sown on the blanket next to Hazel and glanced up at her face in the faint light the lantern provided. He could see the freckles on her cheeks, and the curve of her cute, button nose all so up close.
“ Joe, this is all so beautiful.” she said looking over at him. Joe smiled.
“ You always talked about how the lights looked like lanterns, and wanting to see one set off. I had some of the guys help me set this up.” Joe said as the smile on her face warmed and grew.
“ It’s beautiful, Joe, really. I couldn’t be happier.” she said. She shivered a bit, grabbing one of the soft blankets and wrapped it around herself.
“ Better.” she said with a slight giggle and Joe smiled.
“ Can we set it off?” she asked looking at him with the blanket wrapped around her shoulder, looking warm and cuddled up.
“ Of course, here let me light it up completely.” he said as she handed the lantern to him. Joe gently held the lantern up and lit underneath it to make it float into the sky. Hazel watched with adoring eyes as Joe bit his lip gently lighting it and then leaned back from it. He looked over at her and smiled.
“ Here you go.” he said, handing her the lantern. Hazel took it in her hands and smiled at the glowing ember of light that danced like a thousand fireflies. She slowly raised it to the sky and then let it go. She watched as the tiny, mighty lantern flew up into the sky, catching the breeze a bit as it did so. She couldn’t stop smiling as she watched the lantern move through the air.
Joe’s gaze was on Hazel the entire time. He couldn’t even look at the lantern because Hazel’s beauty far surpassed it. Without thinking about it, he slowly reached forward and gently pushed one of those strands of hair behind Hazel’s ear softly and gently, causing her to look toward him.
Hazel’s smile slowly dropped, as she looked towards Liebgott. His warm hand was gently laying against the side of her cheek, his fingertips sending trails of fire over her face. Her heart started racing, and she became warm all over her face. She couldn’t stop watching his lips as they came closer and closer to her own. His eyes were slightly daunting, staring deep into her soul, as if they were begging to unlock the gates that held her back. They were mesmorizing.
Liebgott couldn’t take it anymore, as he placed his lips on hers. Hazel’s eyes widened before they gently slid shut, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer than they’d ever been before, to himself. It was filled with passion, and warmth, and safety and comfort, and Hazel had never felt happier being in Liebgott’s arm, up on a mountain with a beautiful view and a lantern floating overhead. She loved every second.
Liebgott and Hazel were slow in pulling away, both afraid to open their eyes and gaze at each other, after what just happened. But then Hazel giggled, and both their eyes opened. Their heads were close, and before Liebgott could do anything, Hazel giggled even more and gently pressed her forehead to his. She let out a giddy laugh. Liebgott smirked as he gently kissed her lips again before pulling back and looking at her beautiful face. Hazel was smiling, she was practically glowing. She had never looked more beautiful with that messy bun, snuggled in a blanket under the moonlight. Liebgott gently kissed her nose as she scrunched it back like a hunny and giggled.
“ I adore you, so much Hazel.” Liebgott whispered as he gently put his forehead to hers again. Hazel smiled at his touch.
“ I think I adore you more Joe.” she whispered. She smiled, she was happy.
She was happy that she had almost been lost with Joe Liebgott.
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hey! i hoped you all enjoyed this because i most definitely did!! it was so much fun to write and i was so happy to be a part of the #bobtogether event!
if you all want me to start writing more of these i’d be happy to if you enjoy them. thank you so much for this opportunity @speirtons !! it was so enjoyable! 💛
#bobfanfic2020#bobtogether#my first won!! hope you like it!!#joe liebgott#joe liebgott fanfic#joe liebgott imagine
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