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splendidshinobi · 3 years

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FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST 2003 LIVE REACT: EPISODES 6-10

back at it again with the white vans

episode 6: the alchemy exam

alrighty then

um mustang calling edward “ed” is EXTREMELY offputting

ohhhhhhh noooooo not shou tucker

FUCK

im wholly unprepared

them all being in central instead of east is low key jarring like my brain isnt computing it

alexander’s intro is basically the same

nina bbyyyyy girl u deserved so much better

ed is such a fucking nerd...chemistry club modern au confirmed

god the more tucker talks the more i wanna beat his face in

al pretending to eat by tossing a potato in his armor i-

aww theyre playing in the snow theyre so pure

wonder how long thatll last

“bigger brother” and “little big brother” and ed doesnt even get mad

ed’s birthday party????????

A MELON? ED YOURE SO RUDE

so 03 had ed’s bday instead of elicia’s...CAUSE THEY GOT ELICIA IN THE WOMB

“it’s here!” “the tea?” “the baby!” hughes is a fuck head

ok so now they’re having elicia replace rush valley baby arc

this was winry’s time to shine in fmab i miss her

if winry isnt here who is gonna birth this baby

oh my god they just realized ed can use alchemy without a circle

no wonder he’s been using circles this whole time

SO ELICIA JUST POPPED OUT????? WHAT

STUFF ALEXANDER IN THE ARMOR AND PRETEND YOURE A TALKING DOG???

“i dont think thats very funny” NO ALPHONSE IT IS NOT

THEY KNEW EXACTLY WHAT THEY WERE DOING WITH THAT ONE I SWEAR TO GOD IN THIS ESSAY I WILL

damn bradley what up homie

im so thrown off by the way theyre doing the exam omg

seriously what the hell is fuhrer bradley’s purpose right now is he even the fuhrer in this i feel like they wouldve mentioned it

oh lord ed is about to impress everyone with his clappy hands

ok so next episode is nina FUCK

episode 7: night of the chimera’s cry

havoc babeeee

im gonna marry him my himbo king

also can RIZA DO SOMETHING PLZ

“huhhhhhhhh nina” ew tucker that was weirdly gross

wonder why

cant do it cant do it

do we think jean kirstein was modeled after jean havoc slightly looks wise

was that purposeful

ill have to google

serial killer who only targets women? it cant be scar...scar drinks respect women juice

barry or slicer bros maybe? um ok

why did we start with liore if they were just gonna hop right back into the past for a huge chunk of episodes idk

assessment day??? oh noodles

AL WHY DID YOU TELL TUCKER TO MAKE ANOTHER TALKING CHIMERA ALPHONSE NO

THE NOISE I EMITTED IM GONNA TAKE A LAP

im gonna FUCKING SCREAM

ed r u writing to winry??? that’s a bit out of character for u good sir

no tucker put that baby down

im gonna fucking SCREAM

aww he burned nina’s picture thats not sus at all

SHESKA!!!!!

wait does the ironblood alchemist know what tucker did to his wife? thats kinda the vibe im getting

SCARRRRRRRR

looking like a pirate too damn

his voice sounds different is that j michael tatum

apparently not it was dameon clarke in 03 ya learn something new everyday

ew elicia has a lot of hair for a FUCKING NEWBORN

ed really is such a cynic very suspicious of everyone as he should be really

basque grand knowS SOMETHING

oh jesus oh fuck oh god please do not TOUCH THAT BABY

ed and al snuck back in to the house well u know what its for the best

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

im gonna cry again please god no

FUCKING DIE SHIT HOLE

she’s hurting? oh my god

my sweet angel

ew his eyes!!!!!!!

tucker is such a fucking failure...like look at the chimera squad and greed’s theatre troupe being the way they are. ugh it really hits how fucking unfair it is

ed was really about to split them? boy you know better

where is nina going...im hurting

ed really tried to save her in this one

SCAR KILLS NINA IN THE STREETS???????? SIR

thats different

oh snap

oh FUCK

SCAR WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER BODY LIKE THAT

THE WAY SHE WAS ARRANGED ON THE WALL THAT WAS FUCKED UP

AND THEY FOUND HER LIKE THAT???? AT LEAST IN BROTHERHOOD THEY DIDNT HVE TO SEE HER CORPSE ARE YOU SHITTING ME?

that was fucked.

episode 8: the philosopher’s stone

can yall get ed and al away from nina’s fucking MURAL

get out of the car mustang

finally jesus christ

roy mustang talking about healthy coping mechanisms dont make me laugh but alright baby boy go off i guess?

im curious about who this goddamn serial killer is though lets turn to that plot thread

r u kidding me

mustang is making ed and al take over tucker’s research?? thats actually wildly messed up

oh tucker was straight executed that’s a choice i guess

tucker and the philosopher’s stone sounds inaccurate but ok

ed please stop being mean to your brother

03 mustang has got me reaching for a fucking baseball bat on GOD

scar and edward having this conversation right now i literally cannot

WINRY yes bitch

BRADLEY WHAT IN TARNATION

JESUS LORRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDDD

alphonse shut your mouthhhhhhhhhhh

im so confused what is bradley up to

“alchemists are not cold blooded murderers?”

i mean

kimblee would beg to differ for one

whos this creepy lady

her voice sounds familiar

barry’s food shop?

the killer is barry ok got it

IS BARRY DISGUISED AS A WOMAN

I KNEW THAT WAS JERRY JEWELL’S VOICE

WELL I KNEW IT SOUNDED FAMILIAR AT LEAST

WINRY GET OUT OF THE FUCKING TRUCk

has PINAKO TAUGHT YOU NOTHING

ok so i VASTLY prefer suit of armor original manga canon barry

this is such an odd plot what in fuck

um OW the meat cleaver

im so confused this fucking plotline

oh hey alphonse nice of you to show up!

is barry still gonna become a suit of armor later on

it makes NO SENSE to introduce him otherwise

everytime i see 03 mustang i wanna beat his ass HONESTLY

literally i will shove my foot up his ass

fullmetal here we go

ed thinks he’s so punk rock

oh great scar’s seen the watch

episode 9: be thou for the people

ed you simp buying winry all this stuff my edwin heart is ascending

SIMP SIMP SIMP

“mr. elric”?? you mean MAJOR ELRIC

to be fair though fuck the military

YOUSWELL??? oh LORD

im gonna need to read a full chronology of this show

alphonse continues to be a precious angel

where’s my boy yoki!!!!!

edward you idiot don’t go flaunting your money

woof woof ed

al looks so offended by ed saying they just met

whereas in brotherhood didnt he totally throw ed under the bus???

a choice to be sure

ah there he is hello yoki

who’s the chick

shes a lesbian

yoki makes me miss my baby girl mei chang

mei where r u

WAS THIS MILITARY DUDE REALLY ABOUT TO CUT DOWN A CHILD??? oh my god

hawkeye getting a promotion yes bby girl

jesus theyre transferring them to east now OKKKKKAY thats not how it happened it the book but ill take it....just doing it the opposite way i guess

who is lyra who is she

cute some military bribery

umm lyra what the fuck did you do

lyra is a homunculus im callin it now

they definitely invented/changed up some homunculi in fact im certain they did and shes one of em. gotta be

i feel like 03 wrote ed as much more insensitive towards others than he really is...just a vibe im getting

i know he was faking for the townspeople’s sake but i still get this vibe from other instances

i mean i cant say its not “canon” because its 03 canon

anyways what a show off

i cant believe theyre going to east...fuery and breda better be there

ok finally some answers on their ages....ed got his license at 12 like normal and nina and youswell were when he was 12...liore was 15,

if they didnt flash the ages on the screen id be lost honestly

at least we’re back up to “present day”

episode 10: the phantom thief

ed saying he doesnt wanna see mustang

same

03 mustang is activating my fight or flight and im choosing fight

ed cheating at cards totally checks out

um who the fuck is this woman

what is she wearing

SERIOUSLY WHAT IS THAT CUTOUT MAAM HOW DO YOUR C**CHY LIPS NOT POKE OUT

idk but this is fem!hisoka

“hey shouldnt we talk first” after getting handcuffed??? christ almighty these innuendos

siren??????? siren is probably also a “fake” homunculus

ugh

ok so the nurse is siren

ya aint slick girly

alphonse control your crush

I REFUSE!!!! ALMEI RIGHTS

why is al’s hair so brown in this flashback anywayssss

oh its spelled psiren ope

like she’s literally a batman villain...

oh my god...............the tiddy grab. my son would never

my son is respectful

is this her homunculus tat or just a random alchemy tat

the added plotlines and original content continue to confuse and astound me every single time....

ok but if psiren really was doing this for the hospital she wouldnt be so flashy about it. like thats how you get caught sweet cheeks

girly stop flirting with this child on god im gonna fucking kick you

now shes a nun????????????????

Shes a fucking troll i hate her

im going to kick alphonse into the sun

oh great now shes a teacher

wow shes a savior. the savior of amestrian venice. greatttttt

ed looking exactly like this emoji on this gondola rn 🧍‍♀️

STOP FLIRTING WITH THE CHILD

GOD THIS IS SO BATMAN VILLAIN ESQUE

alphonse plzzzzzzzzzz she aint your girl

ok so probably not the last we see of this ding dong con artist

ok so its starting to get muddy. im scared the 03 stans are gonna come after me like i do like it and im having fun watching it but some of the plot and characterization choices are just....odd??? idk i gotta keep going though!! im sorry i just stan arakawa and her work in all her glory!!!

#carol watches fma03 #fullmetal alchemist #carol's remaining brain cells #this is fun for me and no one else #whatever i dont care about anyone else on this website anyway #this is my stupid hole

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little-dragon-stories · 4 years

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Damage done Part 1

One time… You did it only once and it happened to break Jiyong’s heart. If at least you had confessed immediately the truth to him. If you hadn't let your feelings get into the story, maybe you could be happy today. But you loved each other intensely and you betrayed him.

Pairing: reader and Jiyong

W.C 3742.

Warning: Angst (happy ending?? Not sure yet!). Deep sadness, alcohol (don’t drink and drive yall), eventual smut, broken heart Jiyong, bad words, what else? Read the warnings before each part please.

Note: I’m not used to write angst. My natural «unicorn, fluffy cotton candy and cute little kitten» side wanted to take the lead of this fic. But hey! I kept it under control :) I hope you will enjoy this fic. It was suppose to be a one shot but I think it will be good to take a break between the parts. Enjoy :)

Note to my princess @aspaceformyself: Thanks hun for reading it like 3 times just to make me feel more secure about my work. Your encouragement helped me a lot. Thanks for inspiring me this angst, you are the best. Love you.

2 years ago

In the air came the smell of alcohol, sweat, cheap perfume and sex. There was almost no light in this smoke-filled bar. The music, a heavy beat with insignificant words yelled by a wailing voice, ignited the dancers on the dance floor. That people could enjoy or even just dance on such bad songs was beyond your comprehension. You never came into that bar, it’s not your kind of place. Normally you don’t really go out to be honest. But tonight, one of your best friend, a member of ‘the marvelous’ as you call your group of friends, specially requested to come here. Apparently her favorite actor comes here often and she wanted to have a snatch on him. This also, is something that you don’t understand: the fascination people have for celebrity, the excitement that some people have when they are placed in front of a public figure even if they don’t like or appreciate them that much. Some would just lose it completely and act differently. Well, you guess that it’s not your business after all.

None of you knew before coming here that to enter the bar you needed to have a VIP pass or your name needed to be on the invite list. After your friends were met with a stubborn «no» from the doorman, you tried your best to change his mind by exposing your cleavage and taking your sweetest voice. Fortunately, you didn’t have to play the seductress for too long because in 30 seconds he had drool coming from his mouth and he let you in against the promise of a dance before the end of the evening. You said yes of course, knowing too well that he will forget about you in no time, seduced by the next pretty girl that will flash a little skin under his nose. Why did you have to do that? It was never like you to expose yourself like that!

«Our little Y/n has some great arguments» one of the marvelous said, grabbing her boobs to show her point. «Of course she does, that little bitch» another one added.

«Can you please stop talking about my boobs like I am not here» you pleaded adjusting your dress, trying to cover the parts that you generously exposed seconds ago.

«It’s probably her outlandish appearance that pleased men like that, she is so exotic» you hear one said.

«Men are so stupid»

Your friends laughed and grabbing your hand, they dragged you as close as they could to the VIP zone. A zone that was not visible from your side of the bar in which celebrity, apparently, have access to enjoy a dance floor but while enjoying some intimacy. You noticed that your friends were trying to look through the mirror wall and one of them was even placing her hand over her eyes as if she is protecting herself from the sun. You started to laugh out loud, tears running down your eyes when you noticed her attitude. If she was offended, she didn’t let you know because a waiter was coming in your direction.

Your friend, the one who dragged all of you here tonight, experienced a bad break up recently. She cheated on her boyfriend and expected him to forgive her like nothing really happened. After all, as she argued, she was drunk when it happened. This shitty argument was also beyond your comprehension and you tried to tell her, that her behavior couldn’t be forgiven as easy as 1-2-3. But your arguments met a wall and remembering all the previous conversations you had with her, you knew there was no point in losing your time and words arguing, she would never get it anyway. So for tonight, the only thing you could do to show her some “support” was drink and enjoy a night at the bar. That is exactly what you did. You drank a shooter after another, a cocktail or 2 and then a soju&beer. You hit the dance floor with one of the girls, slapping an anonymous touchy hand here and there. You might be drunk but you still have some self-love and there is no way in hell you will let a pure stranger that you don’t even find attractive touch you.

Between the drinks and a couple of dances on bad music, you came back to meet with your other 2 friends. They have found a table near the VIP entrance of course and they were snitching inside each time the door would open. Each time you noticed their attitude you smiled at them, really, they were funny tonight.

At 0h35 precisely something really strange happened. You will always remember the time it was because it’s exactly at this time that your life took a new turn. A dark turn.

«Maam, can you follow me please» a tall, muscular man asked you politely.

«Me? Why?»

«Someone in the VIP room would like to meet you» You started to laugh, certainly too much for the circumstances if you judge by the faces that met your eyes. You could blame it on all the booze you drank, if you would care.

«I’m afraid I won’t follow you sir».

«WHAT», «ARE YOU CRAZY» and «NO, NO, NO, she will follow you, she is just joking around» you heard your friends told the man, panicked.

«No girls, I ain’t going anywhere»

«I think she’s disconnected with reality» your broken hearted friend said.

«Tell the man that she is coming IF we are coming with her» the arrogant one claimed. Well yes, that could work. After all, it will cause you no pain, you thought, and the girls will be happy.

«Yes sir, tell that to your mysterious man. If my girls come, I will too».

He leaved and opened the door. He didn’t have to say anything, someone from the inside probably watching you from behind the miroir wall, gave him an instruction. He kept the door opened and gestured you to come in. All your friends started hopping while walking as they dragged you in.

«Dear lord, I haven’t sign for all this shit» you murmured for yourself absolutely not impressed by the turn the evening was taking.

When you arrived in the VIP zone, you were quickly plunged into another world. First, you had to leave your cell phone and purse at the door and then because the room was full of people dressed in big brands. You didn’t belong here and you didn’t want to belong either. An inner howl assailed you and you found yourself longing to flee.Turning around on your heels, you collided with a tall and broad-shouldered man handing you a flute of champagne that you just ignored.

«Hello gorgeous, it’s the first time I see you here» Oh! No! This is the worst pick up line you ever heard, so common.

«You just called me gorgeous. Really?» you snapped. Where is your shitty attitude coming from tonight?

The man didn’t flinch at all, instead he started to laugh.

«You have to forgive her please Jonghee oppa, she is completely drunk» you heard your supposedly broken heart friend said from your left side.

«You know him?» you questioned.

«Of course, he’s Kim Jonghee, everybody knows him» she said, keeping her eyes straight on him. «Hi oppa, it was nice of you to invite us here» She was openly seductive, forcing her voice to give it a languid effect and anyone with the slightest bit of judgment could immediately say that her gentleness was forced.

«It’s ok, I wanted to meet up with that beautiful lady in the gold dress. I had no choice but to invite her here» he said, staring at you from head to toes.

«I suggest you not to lose your time on me. To be honest, I am not at my best right now and nothing you will say or do will make me want to follow you. '' His face went blank, probably surprised to be turned down.

«If you didn’t understand the message, let me make myself clear. I won’t follow you home tonight. No easy sex for you, at least not with me» you barked. Yes, really, something was wrong with you. You could see by just looking around that all the woman in the room were longing for him and here you were. You didn’t have the time to analyse your behavior, a great burst of laughter made you turn your head in its direction. That’s when you saw him for the first time, the most beautiful man that you ever laid your eyes on. The man that was about to shake your world upside down.

He was straight behind you. Mesmerizing. Ravishing. Handsome. You had no actual words to describe the effect he had on you. Not so tall but still taller and wider than you, a delicate frame, an angelic face with a cute mole on the right cheek. His lower lip was luscious and red surmounted by a bit thinner but no less appetizing one, both reunited in a mischievous smile. And his eyes, god… his eyes were brown, almond shaped, sparkling. Maybe his eyes looked brighter because he was drunk too, you will never know. Whatever reason it was, his eyes shone with intelligence and charm and you were seduced right away.

«You’ve been told Jonghee» he said to the man who was flirting with you. «I would take it as a definitive no if I was you» he added before he bowed his head to you smiling.Then, he continued on his way to the back of the room, looking in your direction before he sat at a table with some other people. You think that you recognise one of the women, you have the impression that she is the rapper CL.

«Well young lady you are not short for words, I love it.'' You looked at the man that just speak, ready to burst but before you could add anything, your friends took your arm and excused your behavior. They asked him for a minute of privacy.

«Y/n, he’s the reason for our presence in that very bar. Oh! My! God! Life is so unfair. Why is he even trying to hit on you, you little bitch» your broken-heart friend told you.

«Well, because I am irresistible of course» you joked «We all know that among the 4 of us, I am the most successful with men» you continued suddenly overconfident for absolutely no good reason. You never had that much success with men. At least, not with interesting one according to your tastes.

«But why in hell would he, the man of my dreams, wants you and not me. This is so unfair» she whined, almost throwing a tantrum in the middle of the VIP zone.

You were drunk and not giving a shit about anything but mostly her attitude annoyed you.

«I don’t know man. You ask HIM» you snapped at her.

«Y/n, can you please stay quiet for a few more minutes, it’s the first time we are invited in the VIP section and we would like to enjoy it a little longer» the kindest of the quatuor asked. «please, pretty please» she asked with her puppy eyes.

«Ok, I will but just because YOU asked me nicely»

«Thank you. I know, you are having a bad time recently but please, I am begging you, y/f/n just got dumped, it ain’t easy for her either. Would you try to smile and endure a little longer for me, please?» You kissed her chubby cheek and smiled the most radiant smile you could go for tonight, hoping it won’t look like a grimace instead.

«Yeah, yeah. But I am telling you, in 15 minutes I am going home with or without you»

«60?»

«30»

«DEAL» she beamed.

The man named Jonghee came back with drinks for all of you. Too careful to accept a drink that could contain God knows what and remembering your promise to hold your temper back, you politely declined this time. All of you went to sit at a table, has the initiative of the actor whose name you had already forgotten. As you sat, you saw on the other side of the mirror wall for the first time. All the party people dancing along the loud music, the way they flirt with each other. People using the mirror to check their makeup or remove food from between their teeth, trying not to be seen by their conquests of the evening. Nothing that happened on the other side of the bar could be hidden from the VIPs here. That made you sad, now that you see it. You feel like you were part of a big circus, some curiosity from another world. With all the money people seemed to have here, of course you were a curiosity from another dimension.

All of you continued to drink and talk, joined by other people from time to time. You found yourself eyeing into the back of the room a couple of times, each time you did, your eyes met HIS. Normally, you would have shyly hide your blushing face from his view, embarrassed because you got caught looking at him. Tonight though, driven by an internal force you never possessed, a false insurance or even by the level of alcohol in your blood system, you smiled at him. It happened once, twice and thrice. An obviously growing interest in both your faces each time your eyes met. Your friends never saw what was happening, lost in a conversation with Jong “something”. When the beautiful man found himself close to you and offered you to join him, you accepted his hand and followed him gracefully to a more private spot. You didn’t look on your back to see what was happening with your friends, enthralled by the stranger that you now know is named Jiyong. Jiyong, what a beautiful name. You love the way he pronounced it, the musicality of the 2 syllables. Literally, everything that came from him charmed you. The way he smiled, the way he looked at you but mostly everything that was coming from his mouth. He was brilliant and you had a very interesting conversation about what was going on on the other side of the glasses. You were trying to guess who among the couples on the dance floor were new conquests or already in love. It was a funny and deep conversation at the same time, you could see that Jiyong was a deep person with not only a beautiful smile but with a head on his shoulders. When he leaved for a bathroom call, you looked at your cell phone that kept buzzing against your leg on the purse beside you. You looked at the messages on the «marvelous» chat.

Friend 1: ‘Y/N YOU LUCKY BITCH. YOU COLLECT MEN LIKE A FEMALE VERSION OF DON JUAN’.

Friend 2: ‘Leave her alone, she deserves it’

Friend 3: ‘But the catch she just made tho… I’m JEALOUS’

Friend 1: I guess she won’t do anything anyway WHAT A WASTE

How do they know about him? Is he a celebrity too? It’s a possibility considering his charisma. You’ll have to ask him what he’s doing in life. You’ll do it later, he was coming back.

«Y/n, it’s almost closing time. I normally don’t do this but I’m having such a great time with you»

«I have a good time too. I was upset tonight, you managed to calm me down»

«I can tell, I tamed the wild cat, have I?» he chuckled shyly. How can someone laugh and be embarrassed at the same time? He was so seductive.

«Well… without any bad intentions behind this, would you like to come to my place? I don’t want to be seperate from you already. If you’re not tired of me, of course.»

The effect those words had on you, almost like you had happy bubbles inside of your stomach. He was sweet, polite and charming but hey, you knew too well that «no bad intentions» was only bullshit.

«Oh well, yes. Yes! I’d like too»

«Good, let’s go» he smiled reaching out his hand palm up.

«Let me tell my friends that I am leaving without them»

«Of course, look, I’ll wait for you outside. See the man there» he pointed a man completely dressed in black «he will bring you to my car when you’re done, if that’s ok for you?»

«Very good, let me a minute or two»

When you arrived at the table where your friends were, you still had a high level of alcohol in your body. Playful, you told them.

«I guess I will score tonight! I’m leaving with him ladies and gent»

«I hate you», «bitch», «be careful» they said at the same time.

«Jesus, he’s so pretty and kind and wonderful» you said, dreamy.

«Jiyong hyung is indeed very charming» Jonghee said «I guess he got the catch of the day». That comment insulted you but you decided that beside making him “the face”, you will let that leave it unanswered. On a playful mode you proposed.

«Girls, let’s make a bet»

Before that fateful moment, you had never made a bet. Not a single one. You always found the bets childish and not respectful. But tonight for some reason, the words escaped your mouth in front of your friends, Jonghee and another man that you never saw before.

«What do you want to bet» The broken hearted inquired.

«I bet 250$ that I will have sex not just once but twice with him because you know, he will ask for more»

«Someone is confident»

«Y/n, baby you shouldn’t bet like that, what’s wrong with you» your kindest friend said.

«You bitch»

«I am super confident. He invited me without intentions, his words. But I bet we’ll have sex anyway»

«Deal», «Deal», «Holy mother fuckers! Deal»

And like that, you just ruined all your chances of happiness.

Present day

Jiyong’s POV

He was ready to go home when he recognized you coming in the restaurant. He had already eaten dinner and was about to leave. When he saw you coming his way, he almost lost his mind. If his mother hadn’t been with him he would have stood up and fought you hard. It was 2 years ago and he still remember as if it were yesterday. The humiliation, the pain you caused him. The way you played with his heart. He could never forget or forgive you.

Seeing you grin from ear to ear made him mad. How could you forget so quickly? Was he just an omen in your life? Did he even count? And most of all, who was that man with you? No, he needed to do something. He couldn’t let you like that, happy while he’s still recovering from you. He sent his mom to the car and moved nearer to your table. It was the first time he saw you since that ill-fated day and you didn’t lose any of your charms. Your eyes were still glistening and your smile dazzling. The sound of your voice, he will remember that sweet melody for the rest of his life, charmed him the exact same way it did back then. If only he’d never met you, maybe he’d be happy today.

«Y/n!, I see you’re still using your charms against us, men»

The man you were with, a co-worker that you appreciate very much, choke on his water when he recognized Jiyong. Trying to stand up to greet him with a bow, he was stopped in full motion by Jiyong’s coldness.

«Stay on your chair, you don’t need to be polite with me since you’re older. Right?»

«Jiyong, please, don’t make a fuss here»

«I didn't think what people said could bother you. You ain’t superficial, aren’t you?»

«Jiyong...»

«Oh! I forgot! You are superficial, my bad. I guess I forgot everything about you already»

«I’m really sorry about that, maybe we should go somewhere else» you told your co-worker.

«Don’t bother, I am leaving. It was a pleasure seeing you again» and turning to face your friend «Sir, if I were you I wouldn’t trust a single word that comes out of that pretty mouth. She is a maneater»

He regretted his words when he saw the big tears flooding your cheeks.

«Jiyong, I am so sorry. I keep blaming myself day after day. If you knew how ashamed I am of myself».

«Spare it Y/n, keep your fake tears for the non initiate. I paid the price once, that was too high a price to pay. On that, I wish you goodnight»

Jiyong needed to rush home, a destructive impulse suddenly took hold of him. He felt the need to hit something, preferably without witnesses since his bandmates and him were involved in way too much scandals throughout time. Seeing you tonight made him relive those painful moments when you betrayed him. How could he let his guard down like that and let you reach his heart. It was, however, not his habit to trust people so easily. The only time he did it so blindly, he was trapped, manipulated and trampled on. Never again will he be so vulnerable to someone. Never again will he divulgue such intimate secrets and reveal himself. Never again will he fall so low that he would rather die than face another day.

When he arrived home, he headed to the bar. No, he is not going to do that again. He is not going to empty bottle after bottle, mourning your absence, mourning his lack of you. Not after all this time, he doesn't want to fall again. His friends had to threaten to have him interned in rehab so that he could take care of himself to finally return to his life. Only he was now pretending to live fully. He was in fact only an excellent actor, the cameo of his own story. They wouldn’t understand, they haven’t been with you.

Driven by a mad rage, he let out a cry and slid all the bottles to the ground in a great crash. Nobody wouldn't understand him like you made believe you did.

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