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fanofvariousthings · 5 years

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Sweet Lips and Lies part 1

Mafia!Jungkook X Reader

BTS mafia au,, Jungkook x Reader featuring Taehyung x Jimin

Summary: This is the story of how you started dating the mobster, Jeon Jungkook, and how he turned out to be something you didn’t expect.

A/N: okay so originally this was supposed to be a one shot but I started writing and it got to be way too long so it’s now gonna be a mini series!! I watched Goodfellas (a 1990 film based on a young man growing up in the mob and working his way to the top of the ranks) and I felt really inspired so I had to write something based on the main character and his girlfriend

Your POV

Jeon Jungkook. The name that belonged to the anxious man sitting beside you in a booth at some fancy restaurant your best friend, Park Jimin has dragged you to. A man named Kim Taehyung had been pursuing your dear friend. You thought he seemed kind of sketchy and apparently Jimin did too, seeing as you were accompanying him on his date with Taehyung right now. Jimin had only agreed to go on a date with Taehyung as long as he could bring you and Taehyung brought one of his friends as your date so you wouldn’t get lonely. And that happened to be Jungkook. He was subconsciously bouncing his left leg underneath the table. He was waiting for something. He was in a rush to be somewhere else. You found him just as sketchy as Taehyung and you had a gut feeling that they were involved in... something bad. But that seemed to make you more intrigued.

[[MORE]]

Both of the seemingly powerful and mysterious men wore, what looked like, extremely expensive fitted suits and they both happened to be extremely attractive. You honestly couldn’t blame Jimin for giving into a face like Kim Taehyung’s. He was what you would imagine a god to look like. Kim Taehyung was ethereal. But looks can be deceiving. The devil was once an angel.

Jimin and Taehyung were on the opposite side of the booth looking like they were eye fucking each other. You rolled your eyes, Jimin’s such a horndog. Although you did worry for Jimin’s safety slightly, you were adult enough to make your own decisions about what you wanted in life and you knew Jimin was a literal sucker for rich and powerful men-

“Can we get the bill please?” Jungkooks deep voice pulled you out of your thoughts. You must have been wrapped up in your own thoughts the whole evening as your date barely interacted with you. You’d received a mere greeting from him telling you that it was nice to meet you and that you looked lovely as he placed a kiss on your hand. That led you to think this whole double date would go well. You were wrong. He seemed distant after that and he seemed like he didn’t want to be there, there was clearly something else on his mind. As Jimin and Taehyung were on their starters, Jungkook was already asking the waiters for yours and his main courses but now he just wanted to completely skip dessert as he asked for the bill when your main courses just arrived. He was so obviously in a rush to be somewhere else that it made you seem so disinterested in him, and the fact that he didn’t even bother to engage in a conversation with you and opted to only talk to Tae and Jimin made him seem rather obnoxious.

“Yah! Kook relax, pay attention to Y/N! We’ve barely even eaten and I think Jimin-ie here wants dessert,” Taehyung spoke up whilst sending a wink to your friend.

“You know I’ve got that thing to attend to.” Jungkook gave his friend a stern look.

“Alright, get lost.” Taehyung sighed in defeat.

Jungkook stood up from the table, dumping a handful of cash in the middle of it to put towards the bill. It was a shame really.

Jungkook was a very handsome 21 year old man. He was only a year older than you and he still had a slight baby face despite the strong muscles which were made very obvious through his shirt when he took his blazer off earlier in the evening. His jawline was beautifully carved and his dark doe-eyes were captivating as a few strands of messy, wavy hair almost covered them. You also couldn’t help but notice the tiny mole below his bottom lips, thinking it was cute.

Such a shame he seems like an asshole, you thought, well you can’t have it all.

Jungkook suddenly grabbed your hand pulling you with him. “Make sure she gets home safely please,” Jimin said goodbye and that he’ll text you later before leaning back into his dates arm who just waved goodbye to you.

“What are you doing?” You questioned your date as he opened his car door, pushing you inside. The leather interior was cold on your bare legs, your dress wasn’t doing much to help cover them.

“It’d be rude if I didn’t drop my date back at her house.” He slid into his seat, turning on the engine of the slick sports car.

You scoffed. Now he didn’t want to be rude? “That’s funny considering you ignored my existence for the whole night. You practically wasted my time.”

It was now his turn to scoff at you. “Excuse me, baby, but I have important business to attend to. You’re lucky that I even came tonight at all.” He sped down the lit-up neon streets of Seoul, trying to drop you home as quickly as possible.

You sighed, deciding to keep your mouth shut and not give him anymore of your attention for the rest of the ride. After a few minutes of watching the city go by through the window, you arrived outside your apartment building.

“Thanks,” your hand rested on the door handle about to leave when you noticed Jungkook sliding over the bonnet of his car, landing on your side of the car, to open your door for you. You stepped out of the car giving him a suspicious glance through your lashes. He placed a hand on your back urging you forward. “I can walk myself you know,” irritation was dripping in your voice. Why was he so rude and polite at the same time?

“Hurry up!” He still had his hand on your back rushing you into your apartment complex’s lobby, earning you a weird stare from the doorman.

Once you were inside he said “goodbye,” before pacing back to his car and speeding off again. Whatever, you stepped into the elevator going up to your appartment level when you got a text from Jimin.

Chimmy: Did you get home alright? If you did I hope you got a good dicking down from Mr Jungcock ;)

You: Yes I did thanks but EW JIMIN NO!!!!!!!!! Control yourself!!!!!!!! He barely showed any interest in me :/

Chimmy: I can’t promise anything as long as I’m around Tae ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and I know Jungcock seemed distracted but when you weren’t looking at him he was certainly looking at you heheheh

You: whatever Chim... you know he only spoke to you and Taehyung the whole night

You: I’m gonna have a bubble bath then go to bed but call me if u need anything

~ a few days later ~

BUZZ. BUZZ BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ BUZZ.

Buzzing was interrupting your Netflix and literal chill time after work. You lifted your phone up to see that Jimin was calling you and quickly slid your finger across the green answer call button. “Hey Chim,” you greeted as you pressed the phone up to your ear.

“Hi Y/N/N!”

“Everything okay? I haven’t seen you since the double date.” You sighed, remembering how... strange your date was.

“Yeah,” he giggled like a school girl who has a crush. “We saw each other again last night. I went back to his.”

“PARK JIMIN, YOU WHAT?!”

“Calm down Y/N... everything was safe,” another giggle escaped his lips. “Lots of protection don’t worry.”

“You need Jesus,” you breathed out. “Just be careful about what you’re getting yourself into Chim. Taehyung and Jungkook are obviously involved in something... illegal. Nobody around our age should have that much money and be flashy about it.” You looked around at your small 2 bedroom apartment which you and your roommate, Hoseok, managed to afford as you split the bills.

“I know. I should probably tell you now that Taehyung’s house is huge. Like 10 bedroom, 15 bathrooms and personal chef and maids-mansion huge. Everything in it looked so expensive and his whole wardrobe was basically a Gucci shop. That kind of money certainly doesn’t come from an average 9 to 5 office job...”

“Oh my God, are you sure that’s his house? It might be his parents. WAIT! What if he’s a drug lord or something?”

“Possibly. That’s kinda hot though.” Of course Jimin would say that. You’re honestly not surprised at this point. Jimin and his last boyfriend, Min Yoongi, were together when they were in high school. Yoongi was the classic bad boy. Skipping classes. Taking and selling drugs. Going to lots of parties. Seeing lots of girls. It was honestly pretty funny though. Everyone was very shocked to discover that Yoongi had a soft spot for Jimin and soon after they started dating. Yoongi became slightly more sensible after that... things ended between them on a good note. You all still keep in contact till this day. Yoongi now owns a record label company but you’re getting off topic...

“This is more serious than a bad boy teenage boyfriend. You’re smart, Chim. Be careful.”

“I know, Y/N. Anyway, I know you don’t think it’s a good idea to get dragged further into this but we’re going on a double date again. Tae thought it would be a good idea and he said that Jungkook will actually give you attention this time because he hasn’t got any prior commitments.”

“Hmmm I’m not sure... I don’t want to waste my time. I don’t think that he really cares. Oh and also -I’M NOT SURE IF I WANT TO DATE A GANGSTER-”

“Just one more chance, Y/N! Then you never have to see him again if you don’t want to.” Jimin pleaded in a singsong voice on the opposite side of the phone. He just wanted you to get back out into the dating world again since he knew it had been a while. He wanted someone to be by your side when he couldn’t be because of Taehyung. Besides, he knew you’d never admit it out loud to him but he could tell that you were physically attracted to Jeon Jungkook. A lot.

“Okay, Chimmy. Just for you.” You gave in.

“Yay! Fantastic! Same restaurant as last time at 8pm on Friday.”

“Okay, see you then.”

“Bye. Love you Y/N/N!”

“Love you too, Chim.” You hung up the phone before continuing to watch your tv show.

~Friday night~

You’d finished doing your hair and makeup and you slipped on a red silky, perfectly fitted dress with a pair of heels which made you feel good about your appearance. You’d wanted to dress up knowing that you’d be attending the same fancy restaurant again as you did last week. You saw the time on your phone, 7:30pm and decided now would be a good time to leave. You made your way down to the apartment buildings car park. Once you opened your car door and settled in behind the wheel you began to drive to your destination, zooming through dark roads in the city. Part of you was looking forward to seeing Jungkook again. Maybe he’ll be different this time. Maybe he’ll still be very confusing and conflicting. Guess you’ll just have to wait and see.

“Y/N!” You heard your name being called over to a private booth in the restaurant you just entered.

“You’re gorgeous,” Jimin smiled at you before pulling you into a hug.

“Thank you, so are you Chimmy!” You smiled back, glancing at your best friends new man beside him.

“I can agree with that,” Taehyung smirked. “Nice to see you, Y/N. How have you been?”

You and Taehyung made small talk for a while with Jimin as you all sat down. You all ordered drinks, of course you had non-alcoholic seeing as you were driving but your best friend on the other hand just downed a whole glass of wine. He’d always been like that. He was the ‘wild child’ out of the two of you. And this was one of the reasons why you were currently sitting with someone who’s involved with the biggest mafia in Seoul.

“So... where’s Jungkook?” Jimin asked Taehyung. It was as if he was reading your mind. Thank god he’s your best friend because he really speaks for you when you feel like you can’t.

“He said he’d be here,” Taehyung hummed.

One hour has passed. You’d had laughs and good conversation with your darling friend and his boyfriend but one whole hour had gone by and Jeon Jungkook still wasn’t at the restaurant for your double date. You’d been third wheeling the new couple for an hour and you couldn’t help but feel envious of the way Taehyung looked at your best friend. You could tell he really cared about him. They both cared for each other and you were glad that your Chimmy was happy and that he so clearly had Tae wrapped around his little pinkie finger as the suspected mobster was practically doing everything and anything for Jimin. But as happy as you were that the two men in front of you were happy, you couldn’t help but feel the anger rise within you as you realised that your date has stood you up. How dare he not show up without a notice or reasonable explanation. You can’t believe he didn’t even tell his own friend or wait-

“Where is he, Taehyung?” You stood up facing him.

“Who?”

“Jungkook. Who else would it be?”

“I don’t know. Sorry, Y/N.” The insincere apology and avoided eye contact told you otherwise. Surely, if he was involved with the mafia he could at least be good at lying.

You took a step closer to him which caused two men in black suits to appear out of nowhere, behind you. “Don’t bullshit me, Kim Taehyung. Tell me where he is right now.” You gritted your teeth.

Tae stood up, now towering over you and looked down at you with stone cold eyes. “Okay, Y/N. If you must know and if you must involve yourself in a part of his life he doesn’t want you involved in, go to him. He’s at a bar. Southside Parlour. Obviously in the southern part of the city.” Taehyung then waved you off.

You stumbled back in shock for a few seconds.

“You can’t send her there.” Jimin mumbled in an annoyed tone to his boyfriend who then sat down again. One of the men in a black suit started escorting you back to your car. He was obviously a part of whatever Kim Taehyung was so deeply involved with. You opened your car and sat in it for a few minutes, wondering what the hell you should do now.

Taehyung’s POV

“She needs to find out for herself, Jimin-ie.” I took his small, soft hand in mine before kissing it. This was my way of trying to calm him down, knowing where I just sent his best friend to.

Jungkook was attracted to Y/N, he told me himself that he thinks she’s possibly the most beautiful woman he’s ever met... physically and even her personality too. Intelligent, kind and strong. However, he doesn’t want her to get caught up in this whole mafia mess. He thinks she deserves better than that. And I thought the same about my Jimin too. Of course I want to keep him safe and protect him. Of course I don’t want to involve him in my line of work but it’s easier to protect those who you love if you’re with them than if you’re not...

A/N: ahhhhh so here’s the first part I hope y’all liked it,, there’s more Jungkook in the next part I promise!!!!!

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sldlovescartoons · 7 years

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No Real Reason

It was strangely quiet in the Murphy home when Martin got home from work. Nothing was on fire, the door was intact, no windows were broken. Was there something wrong? He could hear faint whispering from the living room from outside the front door. He didn’t have a good feeling.

“Hey, it’s awful quiet in here, is something wrong?” Martin asked as soon as he opened the door, but he immediately got his answer when looked over to the couch and saw Bridgette and Sara by a quivering ball of blankets that he could only assume was his son, whispering comforting words only to be meet with sniffles and whines. “What happened?”

“I don’t know, when I picked him and Sara up from school he just started crying.” Mrs. Murphy sighed, rubbing the top of the lump of blankets, right around where Milo back was. “We think something happened at school.”

“He was really quiet while we were waiting for Mom to show up, he won’t talk to us.” Sara said, looking really worried for her brother. Milo was had just started Kindergarten a few months ago and was having a tough time. Some of the other kids picked on him, and he had even managed to attract the ire of some older boys when murphy’s law struck during lunch time and Milo accidently covered them in yogurt. The school had talked to the boy’s parents, but that had only seemed to make the boys angrier, he was tattle tale now.

“Awwwhhh, buddy.” Martin murmured as he walked up to the couch, before looking and his wife and child. “Can I have minute alone with him?”

“Sure, come on, Sara, let’s get started on dinner, huh?” Bridgette took Sara’s hand and lead her away.

“But I wanna see what happens.” Sara whined, peaking around the corner as she was pulled into the other room.

“Milo? Buddy, are you okay?” Martin asked, take a seat next to his wrapped-up son. After all he got in response was a sniffle, he reached over to try and remove the blanket enwrapping his son, only for Milo pull back fervently with a whine.

“Milo.”

He pulled again, no luck. So he reached over and picked up the lump of blankets, Milo and all, and the response was immediate. Milo started to cry out and flail out his limps in protest, wiggling around like tiny, little worm.

“Milo, Milo sto- OUF!” Martin grunted, his ribs having caught one his child’s furious fists. “Milo, stop, right now!” He scolded, pulling his sons squirming form closer until he calmed down a little. The blanket was pulled away from his little face, revealing tear stained cheeks and glassy eyes. Milo tried to cover his face with his hands, but he was stopped. “Hey, pal, what’s wrong? Kids picked on you today?”

“Yeah.” Milo nodded his little head. “I don’t get it, it’s not my fault those geese attacked the teacher, or that that shelf fell… or that that wall collapsed.” Milo looked mildly embarrassed now on top of the sadness.

“Rough day with murphy’s law, huh?” Martin ruffled his hair in some sort of attempt to make him feel better. “Is that all, you don’t normally take it this hard. Did something else happen?”

“Yes…” Milo was refusing to look him in the eye.

“You want to tell me what?”

“I’ll show you.” Milo mumbled, shaking off the blanket and lifting up his shirt, revealing the messy scrawl of a child spelling out the word ‘Jinx’ in giant letters.

“It was the older boys. They said if I told the teachers they’d beat me up, and that the next time they’d write it on my forehead.”

“Oh, Milo…” Martin mumbled, covering his mouth, before his sadness quickly turned to anger. “I ought to call those boys parents and-“

“Daddy, no! That’ll only make them more mad!” Milo shook his head rapidly, he wouldn’t be surprised if it didn’t make the poor boy dizzy.

“Milo…”

“Daddy, please.” He looked up at his father with pleading eyes and Martin gave a nod. “Thank you…”

“I’m sorry this happened, pal.” Martin sighed, giving him a squeeze. Milo nuzzled his face into his side, grabbing a fistful of his shirt.

“Why does this happen to us? It’s not fair, I didn’t do anything wrong.” Milo’s eyes started to water again and Martin started to hold him closer.

“Well, you have EHML, just like I do.” Martin explained rubbing his little boy back.

“What’s that?” He looked up to his father with ridiculously sad eyes.

“Extreme Hereditary Murphy’s Law, it’s a genetic condition, it’s passed down from father to son through our genes.”

“What does genies have to do with murphy’s law?” Milo seemed genuinely curious, at least he had stopped crying.

“Genes, son. It… well, it just means that all the men in our family are effected by murphy’s law, because of our genes.” Martin didn’t really want to explain to Milo the part where he and a bunch of his cousins went and got their genes mapped and discovered three markers on the Y chromosome that were found across the board that indicated a genetic condition shared between them. Maybe when he was older.

“But why?”

“Well, uh… we don’t know. We know that people with EHML get in the crosshairs of murphy’s law the more than other people, but we don’t know why, precisely. We just know it happens.” Martin shrugged his shoulders. “The science isn’t here yet to tell us that, but studies are being done.”

“Oh…” Milo looked back down.

“Look, buddy, you can’t let this get you down. Murphy’s law is going to follow you for the rest of your life, and you shouldn’t let bullies get to you either. They just don’t understand how special you are, and believe me, things will get better once the other kids realize you can’t help it, though they will probably always keep their distance.” Martin sighed. “You’ll get used to it eventually, pal, just hang in there. Though I really think you should at least talk to your teacher about what’s going on.”

“Okay.” Milo nodded gently.

“Okay, now how about a smile, huh?” Martin grinned at his son, and Milo gave him a tiny smile back. “No, not big enough… maybe if I tickle you!”

“No!” Milo giggled as his dad started to tickle at his sides. “Stop- hehehehe! Stop! HA! Daddy!”

The words were washed off that night in the bath and the event was forgotten.

#milo murphy's law #milo murphy #young milo murphy #mml fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #it's okay to reblog this if you credit my in the tags XD

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storytimemof0z-blog · 7 years

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December 19, 2016

It all started on the day before winter break, December 19, 2016. This was the day my life was turned around, this was the day I got to see you again.

Trayce Young.

You changed me. Well now that you read up to here I’m gonna give you a choice, keep reading to see how this story plays out or stop now and keep your same innocence you have.

No turning back now, December 19, 2016.

It’s 4:30am, my phoned vibrated next to my ear to notify me that it’s time to wake up for school. I reach over slowly with my eyes still shut trying to search for the vibrating phone.

Buzz, buzz, buzzzzz.

I finally got the phone in my hand. I bring it towards my face and press the home button to see the picture of last week Friday. As I reminisce that Friday all I could think of is all the many possible situations that could’ve happened. I stare at the picture of a couple more seconds before realizing that its founder’s day.

This was the one of two days of the year that we actually had to look nice and dress “appropriately.” Everyone from Kamehameha knew this struggle, how long and boring the rehearsals were and how your white polo or dress would be drenched in sweat by the end of the 1 hour and 30-minute program.

I unplug the iPhone, and unlock it. I went straight to the clock to turn the alarms off and sit up on the side of my bed. For some reason I had a strange feeling in my stomach, like something bad was gonna happen. I was so sure it was period cramps, so I didn’t pay no attention to the pain in my stomach.

About 5 minutes later while I’m brushing my teeth I get a call, and it was from him. Kawika. My heart skipped a beat and my face flushed in red. I couldn’t stop smiling down at my phone. I picked up the phone, wash out my mouth and answer.

“Hello,” I said that in the highest voice ever. His response was “Hey, I’m leaving my house now see you in a few babe.”

His deep voice made me weak and I couldn’t stop thinking about Friday. Flashbacks of what happened after school replayed in my head, nothing could never be any more perfect.

~ Right about now you’re probably wondering what happened on this “special” Friday, don’t worry its coming. Now let’s fast forward to 5:45am.

I look in the mirror and realize my navy skirt is really long and get disgusted. I roll it twice on the inside and check the time, its 5:45, Kawika will be here any minute. I start imagining little situations in my head on what could happen today. 2 minutes pass and I still didn’t hear the squeaky brakes from his truck, I start wondering what’s going on and text him.

“Hey, is everything good???”

I leave my phone on my bed and walk downstairs to get a drink of water. As I’m walking down the marble staircase I hear faint sounds of the squeaky brakes pulling into the front. I run back to my room grab all my bags and run back down. In a rush I grab a slice of bread and a glass of water. I drink the water and start munching on the bread. Excitement takes control over my body as I open the door to see the boy of my dreams in this old, run-down truck. Who knew a shy girl like me would end up with the captain of the varsity football team.

I pick up my white converse shoes and walk to the car, he reaches to unlock his car. As I’m waiting for the door to open I check my teeth in the window and see that I have a piece of bread in my tooth. I open the truck door and step inside, it smells like B.O. and axe. He leans over and kisses my cheek. I turn red and grab my belt. As I was buckling my belt in I grab the passenger mirror and pull it down. I open my mouth and grab the piece of bread out of my teeth. The rumbling engine starts and he asks “Is everything good?” I smiled and nodded.

Just as we got into Kalihi he asks if I wanted to get McDonalds, I was debating if I should spend his money now since this was only the beginning of our relationship.

“Sure,” I say hesitantly.

“Are you sure you’re okay, you seem a little tense.” He replies

“I’m just a little nervous for today.”

He says “this isn’t your first Founder’s Day though, but whatever else is bothering you I just want you to know that I’m here.”

He grabs my hand and gently squeezes it to reassure what he just said.

After we got our order we noticed that it was almost 7:25. In a hurry we went back to the car and started to make our way up the hill. We pull up to the front gate of school and Kawika rolls down the window, he says good morning to the guards and continues up the long road ahead.

Two minutes later we get into the parking structure. As always we park on the 5th floor. This floor was known to be the high school hangout spot no one can see from the top or bottom. We take the parking in between the black honda and white chevy. While parking we heard the black honda blasting music, that’s when we knew it was Pali and Lola.

“How much you wanna bet it’s Pali and Lola,” Kawika says.

“I don’t even want to bet, it’s for sure them.”

“Let’s see about that.”

Kawika unlocks the truck and opens the door, he gets out buttons his shirt to the third button and knocks on the window.

The window rolls down slowly to Pali and Lola smiling in the car.

“I knew it,” Kawika says while looking back at me.

Lola, Pali, and Kawika start talking about what we were gonna do after school. I start to look around the car and see a Victoria Secret bra in the middle of the seat and council. My anger takes over as I start to imagine whose bra this could be. I grab my phone, bag, and laptop, open the door and leave.

I try to hide my tears of anger behind my bomb makeup, but I was so overwhelmed with feelings I couldn’t control it. I start to run down the stairs when I hear Kawika running after me yelling my name. I ran down to the first floor and notice a familiar black hoodie sitting alone on the benches of Keku. He turns and looks at me. I couldn’t believe who it was, so I started to tear up even more. But this time it was tears of joy.

Oooh cliff hanger, heheheh. Keep reading for Part 2 of December 19, 2016.

I start to do a little skip towards the hooded boy and remember all that happened in 8th grade. All the drama, the tears, the laughter, everything just came to mind by seeing the hoodie. He was here, and no one could ever replace him. My first love.

Trayce Young.

He gets up and smiles, I start to jog to him. I couldn’t wait to hug him. As I reached him I dropped all my stuff on the benches and gave him the biggest hug of my life. I haven’t seen him in 2 months, he was away at molokaʻi trying to help his mother who was going through some medical problems. For a second I forgot about the bra in Kawika’s truck. I was so relieved to see someone who was once my boyfriend but is now one of my closest friends.

Let’s do a little recap on Trayce. You and Trayce met in 8th grade, at first you started to like his older brother. Then one day he got a haircut just like his brother and started to see that he was gonna glow up to look just like his brother so you start to develop feelings for him. His friends doesn’t approve of the relationship so they start to tease you and “roast” you but that didn’t stop you from getting him. During the summer you and him start to talk and become close, he also started to develop feelings for you. At the end of summer, he took you out to a hike and made things official. He asked you out. Most of his friends hated you, but little did they know that you actually glowed tf up too. So on the first day of school they all started to talk to you and like you, Trayce started to worry about the relationship and decided that it was best to remain close friends before one of you gets your heart broken. You both agreed to be there for each other no matter what. Then during the beginning of this school year he found out about his mom and need a plane ticket home but they didn’t have the money since all of it was going to the medical bills. You kindly payed for the flight back home. You and Trayce both developed feelings for each other since you both talked everyday and facetimed almost every night, but none of you confessed it. Now that you’ve moved on he was becoming depressed. The same day you told him about Kawika his mother died from stage 4 cancer, he had nothing left. His dad was in Japan with his new family and you were with Kawika. He tried to commit suicide but never told you about it, his last option was to come back to Kamehameha Schools and become a border once again. Now back to the story.

You and Trayce hugged for another 2 minutes, his strong and musky cologne mixed with you sweet perfume as you hugged. He pulls back and holds your shoulders looking at you directly in your eyes. He smiles at you.

Oh how you missed that smile, in that very moment I wanted to kiss him. We both leaned in but then you jerk back remembering about Kawika. He sighs and says, “So how are you, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“I’m really good, Kawika is actually on his way down with Pali and Lola.”

He lets go of your shoulders and sits on the blue bench.

“Oh I heard about Lola and Pali, still together?” He asks. “Yup, I don’t know how long they’ve been together exactly. I think about 2-3 years, they started dating the beginning of freshmen year.”

“Oh yah I remember now,” was his response. He looks away, and you start to remember what happened around that time. ‘I’m such an idiot oh my gosh, how could I have forgotten.’`

I sat next to him and ask “How are things going Trayce, I know it’s been a rough couple of months.” He looks straight into my eyes and starts to tear. I hugged him. During this time I knew that all he needed was company.

“Hey Trayce, you’re welcome to stay at my place whenever.”

He stops weeping and wipes his tears. “Thank you so much, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

The bell rings and he walks inside, a couple seconds later everyone starts to walk inside the gym. Pali, Lola, Krystal, Tui, and Kawika come walking out of the parking structure together. I grab my things walk to the back lockers and lock up my stuff. Krystal and Lola walk into the bathroom a minute later and ask what’s wrong. I told them about the bra I found and they both looked at each other. Then coincidently they both say “Camille” at the same time.

“umm what,” I shook my head in disbelief.

Lola sticks her foot out and says “ooh girl, I gotta spill da beans.” Krystal sits down and says “this is gonna take a minute or two.”

“So apparently camilles hoes been running away from her, and now she trying to ‘reconnect’ with her old ones.” Lola continues telling her story and I couldn’t stop thinking about how Kawika could betray me like that.

“I’m gonna talk to him about this after founder’s day.” I say it in the calmest tone ever when really I wanted to kill Camille.

After the program I met up with my friends again in the structure, since it was half day for high school we were able to get free periods for the last 2 classes we decided to go to Ala Moana and eat lunch together. Kawika sees me and motions me to come by him, I walk slowly trying to think of ways on how to tell him about the bra. He puts his arm over my shoulder and starts to walk back to the car. Hesitantly I say “I found something in the car this morning,” he cuts me off and says “I got you a gift,” my mind was so confused I froze up. He opened the truck door to a bag of Victoria Secret bras and panties. I look inside and see the same bra from this morning with the tag on it. I sigh in relief and turn around to kiss him. “So what did you find this morning?” he asks. I start to phase out and remember about Trayce.

“Umm are you okay?” he asks

“Yah im fine, sorry. I meant to say that I’ve seen trayce this morning.” I reply. “How is he by the way?”

“He’s doing really good. I’m letting him stay at my place for now until he gets back on his feet.”

“Wow, you’re such a good friend. I wish I had friends like you, but you’re my girlfriend so it doesn’t really matter since all I need is you.”

My face turns as red as an apple as he starts the old engine.

I text Trayce to tell him we’re gonna be at Ala Moana eating lunch, he responds with “okay, might just go back to your place and rest.”

“Just make yourself as comfortable as possible, I gotchu always Trayce.”

I remember how much he hated the word “gotchu” so I always use it just so he can get mad and try to fight with me. I smile down at my phone and Trayce and I talked, I could see from the corner of my eye that Kawika was looking at my phone, so I lock out of it.

Kawika shakes his head and continues driving.

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