misunderstand - jjk (drabble)

pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader

genre: best friends to lovers au, fluff, angst, basketballplayer!jungkook college!jungkook

warning: there might be cursing idk i started this in june lmaooooo but there is angst, a lil fluff, a lil corniness 🤪

authors note: NOT RELATED TO AFTER!!! this is just a drabble i finally finished after 6 months 🤪 needed a break from the story but i’ll be back with another chapter soon but i’m finishing up all these short stories after M O N T H S soooo yeah lol love u guys ❤️ stay safe

you thought it was just going to be another day at work, filled with grease and bustling noises that would’ve helped time pass. but life has a funny way of working out. it happened to be dead and your hot best friend happened to be walking in the door.

“holy shit,” you whisper to yourself, taking in the sight of a totally buff jungkook.

you have heard his name being whispered around campus, everyone taking note of how incredibly attractive he got over summer vacation. must’ve been the basketball training camp he went to. you knew he wanted to take the sport more serious, considering that’s how he got into school, but this serious? it was hard to believe.

“you’re looking at me funny,” jungkook chuckles as he finally makes his way over to you.

“that’s just my face you asshole,” you grumble, ignoring the butterflies that grew in the pit of your stomach once he got near.

“funny,” he counters, taking a spot at the bar top.

“your usual?” you ask, trying to avoid looking at him directly.

“sure,” he says, shrugging off his coat, revealing his long sleeve shirt that clung to his muscles in a way that had you drooling. this was unfair.

“hey jungkook,” a voice cuts through, catching his attention. jungkook looks over to her and smiles as she sits herself behind him.

“hi,” he smiles, leaning onto his folded arms that rested on the bar top. you roll your eyes and walk away, putting the ticket onto the line to give the cooks. you tried to busy yourself as you tried to avoid jungkook and the girl shamelessly flirting in front of you.

you know that you shouldn’t let it bother you, considering you and jungkook were nothing but friends. but it did. because you liked him before he decided to have yet another glo up. you were sure she was only interested because of his newfound persona he developed whilst he was away. you never imagined jungkook becoming the cringed cliche of being a fuckboy jock, but alas, the world keeps shocking you in many ways it seems.

“order up,” hoseok yells, setting jungkook’s food out. you grab it and make your way to him, setting his food down and walking away, not giving him the time of day.

jungkook couldn’t deny that it hurt him. your actions were something new. you usually stood near him, watching as he munched on his meal that you comped, stealing a fry or two and keeping him company. especially since it was usually dead this time around. he missed you, that much he couldn’t deny. he hadn’t had a proper minute to speak to you since the year started three weeks ago, and he couldn’t tell if it was intentional at this point.

“you good?” hoseok asks, wiping down a counter in the kitchen. you looked over at him and sighed.

“i don’t even know if i know him anymore,” you shrug, feeling defeated at admitting this. you and jungkook had long been friends since you two could walk. your mom was super sick after she gave birth to you and seeing as you two were neighbors, you often spent many nights at the jeon household while your mother and father were away doing treatments for your mom. and whilst she was home, you often stayed out to not remind yourself of the constant pain she was in. you loved your mom, dearly, but you didn’t want to watch her wither away. those weren’t memories you wanted to keep.

when she managed to get better, then later fall into remission, you still stayed close to jungkook, spending countless days and nights at each other’s houses.

you two were as thick as thieves, but now, you could barely recognize the man sitting a ways away.

“i’m sure that’s not true,” hoseok countered, frowning at your sadness. hoseok had always been a glass half full kind of guy, which matched with your “screw the cup, why does it matter?” personality. but not even his optimism could give you any sort of hope. jungkook hadn’t returned any of your calls or texts. and you wouldn’t have minded if he was as busy as he said he was.

maybe he was busy. too busy for you.

you heaved another sigh as you walked back to the register, ringing out another meal and giving them a warm parting before grabbing a rag and hitting the floor to wipe tables. anything to get your mind off of the man who stood a few feet away watching you longingly.

you hadn’t even seen jungkook leave, too occupied in your mind to notice. you caught sight of the money he left behind to cover the cost of his meal, a rarity since you usually comped it for being a friend. you knew he probably only did this because he was unsure of where you two stood at the current moment. but you couldn’t help but let your anxiety run you ragged, creating awful scenarios that were highly improbable. you didn’t like living like this. and you wished it would change. but you were unsure if it ever could at this point.

__

“hey,” jungkook smiles, catching you sitting alone underneath your usual spot under a tree, enjoying the shade it provided. you looked up from you textbook, squinting at the figure that stood in front of you. his presence caught you off guard, expecting him to be hanging out at the overly excited basketball team across the field. but alas, here was.

“sup,” you say casually, looking down at the textbook, ignoring him as you normally do. it’s been hard, but you have decided it was for the best. he changed. he wasn’t the same person he once was. and you weren’t going to sit around and wait for him to suddenly revert back to his old ways. he changed and he adapted to it, which means you should too.

“i’ve been looking for you everywhere,” he smiles, trying to push through the obviously thick tension. he wasn’t willing to give you up, and he wasn’t sure if it was just for the sake of your friendship anymore. he knew his feelings for you have changed at some point, but he hasn’t really had the time to really decipher them due to your guys’ lack of communication.

“i haven't changed since you left. if you knew me, you would’ve known where to find me,” you murmur, flicking through the page and trying your best to ignore the aching in your heart. this wasn’t you. you weren’t cold and distant. you loved with all you had and you did it fearlessly. jungkook’s face contorted into a look of displeasure. now he knew for sure something was wrong.

“hey,” he said softly, placing a hand on your knee. your eyes flickered to his touch, taking note of the tattoos on his hand that snaked up his arm. you hadn’t quite noticed that before, but it’s not like you were really taking in the sight of him.

“what’s wrong? what did i do?” jungkook asked, his voice small. jungkook knew what he did. you both were very much aware of it. but he didn’t know how to approach the subject without setting you off. he doubted this was the best way, by playing dumb, but he wanted to hear you say it. say that there was a fracture in the structure of your friendship. he wanted to confirm that he wasn’t imagining this all in his head and that it was really real and happening. but you wouldn’t even look at him.

“people change jungkook, and that’s fine. it’s natural. but just because you’ve changed, doesn’t mean i have to change at the same pace you do. i’m satisfied with myself and who i am,” you responded, not bothering to even look at him. because you know that the minute you do, you’ll lose all composure you’ve managed to gather since the start of this conversation.

“woah, what? change? i’ve never, nor would i ever, ask you to change who you are. that was way out of left field,” jungkook says, leaning away. where did that even come from? jungkook would never try to change anyone? is that what you thought of him?

“jungkook you’re living this new life and with it comes new territory that i’m not comfortable with,” you murmur. you began to notice that you two were starting to drift further and further apart from one another, metaphorically and physically. his hand was no longer on your knee and you were now shriveled further into the tree.

“what new life? y/n there’s nothing that changed about me. i’m the same ol’ jungkook. the one you used to visit everyday. the one you practically lived with. the one who held your hair when you threw up. the one who held you after every breakup. the one who stood in the stands at every baseball game when nobody else was. the one who gave you your first kiss and took your virginity. the one who always have and always will love you,” jungkook snapped, his voice rising as he spoke to the point where he was yelling. you wanted to take his sudden confession as something more than what it was. but you knew he meant that he loved you as a friend. but god, did you wish he loved you in the same way you did him.

enough silence had passed between you, jungkook panting from his long winded confession. jungkook was suddenly coming down from his adrenaline high, realizing what he had done and further realizing you hadn’t said anything in return. he was panicking. why weren’t you saying anything back?

jungkook let out a frustrated sigh before rising to his feet. you watched him in silence, hoping he would just walk away and leave you alone to revel in your anxiety filled thoughts.

“god i wish how you could see it how i do for once,” jungkook huffed in frustration. you now stood up, gathering your things.

“i would rather die,” you seethe, stomping away, leaving jungkook heartbroken underneath the tree.

___

“i wish you two would just talk. this long distance pining is disgusting,” jimin whispered into your ear, hoping you would hear him through the roars from the crowd. jimin had managed to coax you into coming with him and hobi to your school’s basketball game.

it had been two months since jungkook snapped at you underneath the tree, and you two haven’t spoken since. and trying to avoid him wasn’t working either. if anything, it was worse. everywhere you go, you seen him or heard his name. he was bloody everywhere and it was starting to work on your nerve.

you knew at this point that you two were being flat out childish, more so you than him, but you weren’t willing to give into him so easily. jungkook always got his way, no matter what, and you weren’t feeding into his ego streak. but yet, here you were, watching his game in the stands with adoring fans.

especially yoona. yoona was the head cheerleader for your school’s team, and practically a match made in heaven for jungkook. or so she appeared to be. she was always clinging to his side, walking to class with him and being his little roadie. everywhere you turned, where you saw him, she was sure to follow. it would make sense though, to have the two of them being the school’s “it” couple. as cliche as it was.

god, you were just living a terrible wattpad fic. it was comical.

“i’m not pining and neither is he. look,” you say, nodding towards jungkook who was now smiling at yoona who was handing him a towel and stroking his bicep. and he was just feeding into it.

“if you grip that drink any tighter, it’s going to spill all over the poor girls back in front of you,” hoseok laughed, placing his hand on yours, prying the cup from your vice grip. you released it, rolling your eyes as hoseok’s laugh echoed through the gym, cutting through the noise somehow.

you failed to realize it caught the attention of jungkook. he watched as hobi wrapped an arm around your shoulder, leaning into you, making a small smile dance across your lips. he could feel his hands shaking with jealousy.

“yo kook, you need to focus on the game here. we need you,” yoongi shouted, snatching the basketball from jungkook’s shaking hands. jungkook forced himself to look away from you, the last thing he seen was you placing your arm on hobi’s thigh, leaning into his chest.

is that why you rejected him? because you and hobi were already dating? hobi knew how he felt, he was jungkook’s friend too. the betrayal tasted putrid on his tongue, so he forced himself to shake loose the events and focus on the game at hand.

“told you he’d be jealous,” hobi said from above you. you rolled your eyes.

“doesn’t mean anything. he could be jealous of our friendship,” you counter.

“like how you are with him and yoona,” hobi chuckled, feeling the vibration on your back as it rolled through his chest.

“ya know, i’d like it if we didn’t talk about this anymore,” you huff. hobi laughed again, the sound a constant in your ears.

“one more test. and if he doesn’t clench his jaw or roll his eyes, then he’s not jealous,” hobi responded, hoping to finally get through to you.

“what test?”

“do you trust me?”

“that’s never a good sign,” you groan. hobi laughs one last time and then waits. he doesn’t tell you anything and you’re left to wonder what he is up to. a couple minutes pass, the teams warming up before the teams are called to get ready for showtime. you watch as jungkook jogs over to his coach, choosing to stand in the huddle in a way where he his standing in front of the crowd. he looks up at you one last time, finding it hard to pull away.

“ready?” hobi asks.

“for?” hobi failed to fill you in the plan, so you were confused as to what you were supposed to be ready for.

then he does it. he pulls you to sit up straight and plants a small kiss onto your cheeks. your eyes widen as you catch jungkook’s reaction.

and like he said, jungkook’s jaw clenches so tight that you think his teeth might snap and he rolls his eyes before he leans down to join the rest of the team.

“told ya,” hobi chuckles leaning away from and folding his arms across your chest.

“you just violated me!”

“you’re so dramatic, it was a tiny kiss. i do it all the time,” hobi shrugs.

“i’m sorry?” jimin asks, interrupting the conversation.

“relax babe, in a non platonic way of course,” hobi laughs, placing his hand on jimin’s thigh and patting it in a comforting type of way.

oh yeah, jimin and hobi had been dating. since jungkook left for basketball camp. did you forget to mention that?

“you’re so lucky i love her. otherwise i would have to murder her,” jimin pouts.

“there will be no murder of any sort please. i’m just an innocent bystander in this jealousy trap,” you giggle, bumping your shoulder against jimin’s, making him smile at you in return.

the game starts at the sound of the buzzer and it sets the crowd off, the small arena drowning in chants for both teams. as painful as it is to admit, you couldn’t tear your eyes off of jungkook. he was talented (which came as no surprise to you). you watched him race up and down the court, sinking the ball every once in awhile and earning points for the team. and after every score, you two managed to lock eyes for a millisecond before his focus was returned to the game he was playing. you couldn’t understand why he was playing these mind games with you.

sure, maybe you had an idea. you two were friends. it was familiar to fall in a rhythm with each other, so maybe he was confused with his idea of love? maybe he just cared too much for you that he had to call it love? maybe his idea of love and yours were different?

the possibilities were endless and it was actually starting to give you a headache. well, that, and the fact that the stands were starting to feel like the pits of hell.

“i’m going to go and get some water,” you whisper in hobi’s ear.

“you want one of us to come with?” he asks, leaning into you. jungkook happened to look up at a poor time. to him, it looked like you were asking him to leave. jungkook watched as you smiled at him, nodding your head at the exit. hobi said something he couldn’t hear and flashed you a wink which made you shake your head in a teasing manner. he remembers when he used to be on the receiving end of those looks. fuck, did he miss it.

“jeon! focus!” he hears the coach yell from the sidelines.

he’s gotta focus on this game. he can’t afford to fuck anything else up in his life. as much as it pains him, he forces all thoughts of you out of his head and tells himself that for the remainder of the game, the court is all that matters.

you slink past the row of people to make your way to the concession stand, your priorities set on finding something to drink asap. you thank the heavens that there is practically no line as everyone is focused on the game that’s happening. you step behind two people and focus your attention on the menu board.

“you’re yn, right?” you hear a nasally voice say from behind you. you whip around and spot yoona, her arms crossed as she stares you up and down.

“why? who’s asking?” you bite back. you can feel the energy. it’s as negative as negative gets. you were pretty sure she was here to try and intimidate you and the thought made you laugh.

“the only woman in jungkook’s life that is of importance,” she snaps back, her lips pursed. you scoff and roll your eyes before turning around.

“i’m not done talking to you,” she shouts, the person in front of you looking at the scene before turning back around, minding their business.

“well i’m done listening,” you sigh. you know that she’s trying to push you away from jungkook. she looks ridiculous without knowing the fact that you and jungkook were hardly even friends even more.

“you’re going to listen, whether you like it or not,” she says. she grips your arm and spins you around to look at her. your instincts kick in and you shove her in her chest, causing her to fall on her ass.

“did you just hit me?” she asks incredulously.

“girl, please. i shoved you. that’s called self defense when someone puts their hands on you and starts demanding shit. next time you put your hands on me, i’m just gonna beat your ass, got it?” you snarl.

“you’re gonna regret this,” she threatens, trying to stand to her feet.

“threaten me again and see how that works out for you,” you say, walking away from the concession stand and leaving the game entirely. you had had enough of this shit show for one day.

_____

“you hit her?” hoseok asks in disbelief. you whirl around to shush him, trying not to disturb the few customers that occupied the vacant diner.

“i did not hit her. i shoved her. she put her hands on me first,” you shrug, sifting through your notepad, trying to keep yourself occupied.

“well… when you put it like that, i guess it’s not that big of a deal. as long as you didn’t hit her,” hobi shrugs, tossing his rag into the sink.

“she’s lucky i didn’t,” you scoff, eyes still occupied on the notepad.

you two were so stuck in conversation that you didn’t hear the dinging of the front door. you guys also missed the seething jungkook quickly making his way to you.

“yn,” he hisses. your head snaps up at the sound of your name and your eyes narrow when they lock on the man of the hour.

“welcome to bighit diner. will it be for here or to go?” you say, eyes still in slits as your voice changes to your customer service one.

“we need to talk,” he states simply.

“i’m sorry sir but if you’re not going to be dining here, i can’t help you,” you huff, stuffing your notepad in your apron and walking away.

“fuck this,” he says. you were prepared to ask him what he meant when his hand grabs your wrist and yanks you into the kitchen.

“you can’t be back here! you’re going to get me in trouble,” you seethe.

“did you hit yoona?” he asks. you’ve gotta be shitting me.

“are you shitting me right now?” you ask him with absolute venom. your body was practically vibrating with anger at this point and jungkook could tell.

“look, i’m not pissed at you or anything because i know you but--”

“don’t pull this shit. you don’t know me anymore. and now i’m sincerely doubting you ever did,” you spit. jungkook steps back as if he was visibly struck by you. your words have never hurt as much as they have just now.

“why would you say that?” he asks, his voice full of hurt.

“because, i barely know you now. you’re so busy wrapped up in the fame of being the basketball star that you don’t even see how you’ve been acting! i rarely see you anymore and when i do you’re so wrapped up in yoona i can’t tell where you start and she ends. you walk around here like you’re some macho tough guy and maybe that’s fine for others but i miss the old kook. the on who used to stay up with me all night when my mom was sick. the one who thinks ramen is a food group. the one who watched romcom’s after every breakup. the one who whispered sweet nothings and promises into my ear when he took my virginity. the one i fell in love with,” you shout. you’ve long forgotten the fact that you were at work and the few customers just outside the kitchen doors who probably heard you, but you didn’t quite care anymore. you were tired. you were sad. you were angry. you were in love.

jungkook couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing. he couldn’t believe you loved him in the same way he loved you. but most of all, he couldn’t believe how hurt you were by someone he wasn’t.

“yn i--”

“look, jungkook, i have a job to do. you need to leave,” you mumble, slightly embarrassed by your rash outburst. you couldn’t believe you openly admitted to having a major crush on him for so long. you wondered how pathetic you must’ve looked to him having admitted this. he was mr. cool guy and you were some random. you were practically a nobody in his world. you’ve convinced yourself that you don’t belong in his world anymore. and he wished to god you could see things his way.

“why do you keep pushing me away?” jungkook asked, his voice cracking from the overwhelming amount of pain.

“because.. maybe we just don’t fit together the way we used to. people grow up and people change and maybe that’s what happened to us,” you murmur, your voice nearly a whisper. you could practically feel your heart cracking as the seconds ticked by agonizingly slow. you have tried to deny the fact that you two just weren’t the same anymore. that you two were not who you guys once were.

“you’ve convinced yourself that i changed but maybe you have,” jungkook defensively refutes. sure, jungkook’s body has changed, but that’s about it. he still gets nervous when girls come up to him. he still gets shy when the teacher calls him out in class. he still gets competitive when he plays basketball. and he still loves you the same way he did as a kid.

“what do you mean?” you ask defensively. you had thought of this before. you thought of the idea that maybe jungkook was just embracing who he had always been and you were trying so hard to pretend like you were the same person. but you weren’t. you had been so overcome with jealousy that you tried to distance yourself from the situation. because, in your mind, what right did you have to be jealous? jungkook wasn’t yours. and the thought pained you.

so you tried to close yourself off from it all and, in the process, lost who you were.

“look, i get it. i do. it’s scary growing up, but you’re not alone. you will always have me by your side. but you have to stop fighting me and pushing me away,” jungkook muttered. he was now standing a mere inches from you. you were so overwhelmed with everything that was happening that it made your head spin. but it was happening.

you confessed to him and now you had to confess to yourself. you were the only person stopping you guys from being around each other.

“i just… fuck, koo i’m scared,” you murmur helplessly. being vulnerable wasn’t your forte. sure, you loved with all your heart but sharing the other parts of your heart? that was uncharted territory for you. and jungkook knew that. so for you to admit the fear of change, whether that be the change of who you were becoming or the change of your guys’ relationship, it made him smile. not in a “haha, i told you so” kind of way. he could never be that condescending. it was more of a “i didn’t know how much i could love a person” kind of smile.

“why?” he asks, trying to see how far he could push you into admitting the truth. the tension was palpable; you both wanted each other. and he told you this long ago. despite your winded confession (which made him smile when he thought about how similar you two actually were due to the strikingly similar confessions), he wanted you to hear it for yourself. and he wanted to hear it too. not out of spite, or anger. he didn’t want any malicious intent behind why you confessed. that’s not how he wanted his new future with you to begin.

“i don’t want to lose you,” you mumble, eyes cast downward as you started at the checkered floor.

“yn, my love. there is nothing in the world you could do to make me ever stop loving you. you are my moon, my sun and my earth. you are my best friend. you are the girl who was my first time and i would love nothing more than for you to be my last. because this life? it’s not worth living if didn’t have you by my side. am i scared? hell yeah. but that fear will never stop me from loving you with my whole heart,” he confessed, your face cradled in his hands, forcing you to look up at him. he wanted you to hear him, really listen this time, and he prayed you would match his courage to say what you needed to him. you inhaled deeply, exhaling slowly before nodding your head.

“i’ve been so jealous of the life you’re living because i know that you deserve to love someone who matches your level. you’re smart, talented, fit, creative, kind and respectful. you deserve all the stars in the galaxy, and damned if i don’t try to give them to you myself. and call me selfish but please… please don’t fall in love with anyone else. please, love me in the way i love you. with my whole entire soul,” you whisper, afraid you would start shouting your confession again.

“finally! nicholas sparks couldn’t have directed anything this good,” you two hear jimin cheer, his face visible behind the glass circle on the door. you guys giggle at him then at each other, leaning into jungkook’s chest.

“now is the time where you two kiss,” jimin eyes, dropping down to disappear completely.

“dammit jimin! what did i say about meddling?” you guys hear hobi shout in a distance causing you two to burst out into laughter. after the laughs start to die down, you peer up at jungkook. jungkook smiles and he is so overwhelmed with love for you that he pulls you in, leaning down. when your lips meet, it’s not hasty or rushed in any sense. there’s no intense tongue action of the sort anywhere. but that doesn’t mean it lacks intensity. it feels like, finally, things are lining up the way they’re supposed to and all those months of sadness are worth this very moment. you two pull away after some time.

“so… you hit another girl for me?” jungkook says playfully after some time.

“i should’ve hit you instead. you’re head is big enough, i shouldn’t miss,” you tease, slapping his chest, making jungkook laugh.

“well i’m sad to announce that your vicious street fighting days have come to an end, seeing as you’ve won me over,” jungkook smirks.

“actually, yoona can keep you, i’m good,” you smile, pushing him away to return to reality, hoping the place was still as dead as you left it. jungkook has other plans, grabbing your waist and pulling you back into him, holding you against his chest.

“it’s too late. looks like you’re stuck with me.”

“yay me

Survey #457

“blue are the words i say and what i think  /  blue are the feelings that live inside of me”

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The world best be glad I'm a pacifist lmfao Do you think anyone deserves to die that way? I don't believe in torture, so no. If you had to fight for survival, what would your weapon of choice be? A gun, I guess? I'd want something with range and that's quick. I wanted to say a bow and arrow, but preparing another arrow after shooting once could really cost you your life. Where did you buy your favorite pair of jeans? I don't wear jeans anymore. Do you have a large dog? We don't have a dog, period. If not, are you afraid of them? No, I love big 'ole puppos!!!!! I just don't wanna own a dog myself. Are you good at playing darts? Holy fuck no, I have NO hand-eye coordination. I once stabbed the guy at a balloon popping booth thing with a dart in the arm, if that tells you anything, ooooooooooof. Do you like breaded chicken sandwiches? YESSSSSSSSS omg Do your parents know that/if you smoke? They know that I don’t. Have you ever been under a blacklight? Omg so in elementary school, we did this thing once where we all washed our hands as best we could and then put them under some sort of light (maybe a blacklight, idk???) to see JUST how resilient germs are. You gotta scrub the fuck out ya hands, people. How many pounds do you want to lose? I'd rather not share a number, but a lot. What’s your favorite natural phenomenon? The Northern Lights. Do you snore? Very surprisingly for someone with sleep apnea like mine, I actually don't. How many people do you know with the same first name as you? Off the very top of my head, one, but it's spelled differently. I KNOW I know of a shitload more Brittanys, though. Is it possible you could be pregnant? Well, I haven't been intimate with a man in years and just finished my period, so like- Could you go a day without texting? I go most days without texting. Do you have a step-parent? My dad is remarried, so yes. If so, do you get along with them? She's EXTREMELY Christian, so her beliefs wildly disagree with mine, but I keep my mouth shut a lot just to keep the peace. She IS a very sweet woman, nevertheless, and am glad she and my dad are so happy together. Does your current/last job require that you wear a uniform? My last job (which lasted not even two hours lol) did. When will your driver’s license expire? My permit has been expired for like... two years. Do you live in an apartment? No. If the last person you kissed proposed to you what would you say? That's too wild a concept to even imagine. I'd probably ask if she was okay lmao. Would you ever get back with one of your exes? Weeeelp, I want to get back together with Girt. Pretty badly. Write a foreign word, and what it means: "Schadenfreude" is a German term that essentially means secondhand embarrassment, but it doesn't have a perfect translation. Is there an ex you think about everyday? Inevitably. That's PTSD, my friends. Who is the last person that you said I love you to, besides family members? Sara. What's the worst thing you have ever said to anyone? Something along the lines of "no one could ever love you like I do." It boils my blood just typing that; I considered even deleting this question. That quote right there is fucking manipulation, even IF I thoroughly believed it. Who was the last person to comment one of your pictures? I don't feel like looking. Do you tend to go for older or younger when looking for someone to date? It's weird, I'm into slightly older-than-me guys, but probably girls who are barely a bit younger than me. Have you ever been used? I don't think so. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head? Like I've said in plenty of surveys: Jason is probably a permanent fixture. But also as of the past two days, Girt's been living up there. I went from "hmmm I just don't know how I feel" to "FUCK I want to talk to him about how stupidly into him I am right this fucking INSTANT" pretty goddamn fast. It kinda scares me just because of how extreme my feelings are. Again. That's only ever gotten me hurt. Buuuut let's not get into that. Have you ever got caught cheating on a test? No, because I've never tried to. Will your next kiss be a mistake? I hope it won't be. But it's not like I know the future. Have you ever worn an oxygen mask? Actually yes, when I was young and thought I was having an asthma attack or something. Mom had one for her own asthma. Then I obviously wore one for surgery. What song do you want to be played at your funeral? "Paradise" by Coldplay is absolutely #1. How many swear words are in the song you’re listening to? I'm not listening to music; I'm back to watching Gab play Sekiro. What color was the last swimsuit you wore? Black. Have you ever kissed anyone of the same sex, and if so, who? Yeah, just Sara. Who did you last tell to ‘shut up’? Ha, I think my WoW friend Lyndsey, but only playfully, of course. We pick fun at each other all the time. Would you ever get a tattoo of a boyfriend/girlfriend's name? NOOOOOOOOO. Are you one of those girls who already have baby names picked out? I know what I'd name my kids IF I actually wanted any, yeah, but I don't. Do you think guys with long hair are attractive? Yessss, I love long hair on guys. Are any of your siblings taller than you? I think Ashley is a liiiiil bit taller? I know my brother is, for sure. Have you ever scared someone so badly that they cried? Yikes, no. When was the last time you wore high heels? Boy oh boy, no idea. Is there someone that you want to hurt right now? Jeez, no thanks. What was the most interesting or colorful birthday cake you’ve had? I don't remember, but I'm sure something from childhood. What was the last thing someone bought you? Was it expensive? Mom bought me food from McD's, which obviously isn't expensive. Do you have any interesting moles anywhere you don’t want people to know of? No. Have you ever gotten high or drunk in a really formal place? Strong "no" there. Do you ever write poetry and post it on any certain websites? On the very rare occasion I write poetry and actually like it, I'll sometimes post it on dA. What do you miss most about your childhood? Actually, genuinely having fun and not dealing with fucking anhedonia. Would you like to know the precise date of your future death? Hell no. Do you photograph well? I'd like to hope so. Are there any animals you flat out refuse to touch? Maggots and similar bug larvae. What super power would you refuse, if it was offered to you, and why? Mind reading. It just sounds... awful and overwhelming. What’s your favorite discontinued product that you wish would come back? Oh, I KNOW I have answers to this, just none are coming to me immediately and I don't feel like sitting here for five minutes thinking about it. If adults had show and tell, what would you bring into work? My snek! :') If you had a reset button for the last 10 years, would you press it? Tempting, but... I don't think I would. I cannot go through how deep my depression was again. Who is someone you would never swear in front of? My nieces and nephew. Yes, I don't believe in profanity being a "thing" and is just a stupid human fabrication, but nevertheless I acknowledge societal standards and expectations, and they're way too young to get when you shouldn't say something like that and why. Have you ever won a contest or competition? A few. Who is your favorite TV character? I don't think I really have one? Do you coo over other people’s babies? Not really, no. Sometimes I'll think they're super cute and be like "awww," but I don't like... squeal and spaz like some people do. What is something that makes you very squeamish? VOMIT. Has there been a celebrity death that really affected you? Steve Irwin got me deeper than anyone else. Chester Bennington hit real hard, too. If you’re out of high school, have you stayed in touch with your high school friends? If you’re still in school, do you think you will? Most of my closest ones, yes, at least via Facebook. What’s a movie that you want to see? Old movie, but Jacob's Ladder. It was a massive influence on Silent Hill, so naturally, I'll probably love it. It's a classic, anyway. Do you use the same username everywhere online or do you have a lot? I use "Ozzkat" in most places, but I do have some other ones for different sites. Who was the last person you know who became pregnant? My friend Ana recently revealed she's expecting her second child, a boy. What fad were you actually into? I have zero clue. Have you ever tailgated? Would you want to? Fuck no. That's how so many wrecks happen. My sister legit got in a wreck with an 18-wheeler mostly because she was tailgating (which she does BADLY); she was trying to pass, and he moved over at the same time because he couldn't see her coming around. It's a borderline miracle she got out with only some cuts, bruises, and a seatbelt burn. Have patience, people. Get off cars' asses. Why did you fall for the last person romantically? Look, don't get me started on this. There are a shitload of reasons and I have been way too emotional over this the past few days laksdfja;lwke What’s the last thing you had to eat? A bagel w/ cream cheese for breakfast. Do you ever pick up your house phone? We don't have a landline phone. Truth be told, are you more into looks or personalities the most? Personalities, for sure. I cannot be into you if your personality isn't attractive.

BnHA Chapter 244: Have You Read This Book

Previously on BnHA: Deku visited his mom on New Year’s Eve and was all “here’s a new letter from my ever-expanding fanclub of adorable preschoolers whom I saved from trauma” and Inko was all, “I’M SO PROUD OF YOU IZUKU I FEEL LIKE I DON’T HAVE TO PROTECT YOU ANYMORE” because she doesn’t watch the news at all or keep track of ominous plot developments I guess. The next morning, a.k.a. New Year’s Fucking Day, while other kids their age visited shrines or sat at home watching TV, Izuku, Shouto, and Katsuki were bussed off to go be child soldiers at Endeavor’s hero agency. Katsuki was all “HEY ENDEAVOR YOU’RE KIND OF A DICK,” and Endeavor was all “SHOUTO IS THIS VULGAR AND PUGNACIOUS YOUTH REALLY YOUR FRIEND” and Shouto was all “TOO LATE DAD, YOU SAID!!” and Endeavor hmmphed and booked it out of there and the kids all followed him and there was this old dude with a beard floating around screaming about END TIMES!! and Hawks was there and, what?? Seriously does anyone actually know what’s going on?

Today on BnHA: Endeavor chases down the old man (who may in fact be an actual prophet, though? Horikoshi what games are you playing) and sets him on fire and tackles him and it’s all very violent. Hawks then appears out of nowhere and breaks up BakuDeku’s tag team effort all “SAVE IT FOR THE MOVIE YOU TWO!” and is then all “hi Shouto” and “hi, you must be Midoriya, Tokoyami told me all about you, I wanted to work with you too, BUT -- [stares off angstily into the distance].” Then, because I forgot that Hawks never shuts up, he’s all, “Hey Endeavor have you ever heard of this book, ‘Paranormal Liberation Front’? Don’t let the really dumb-sounding title put you off, it’s actually a rousing tale full of hidden clues about all the bullshit I’m actually up to. I highlighted the relevant portions if you can’t be assed to read it, well anyways, Hail Hydra.” “Well that was a strange conversation,” Endeavor thinks to himself as he stares uncomprehendingly into the void. Sob someone please help them why are they so bad at this oh god.

(All comments are my unspoiled reactions from my initial readthrough of the chapter. I did a quick edit for grammar and clarity immediately afterward, and added a few ETAs in the process, but aside from that there are no changes.)

so thanks to that little stunt Horikoshi pulled two weeks ago, our chances of finding out Bakugou’s hero name any time within the next dozen chapters are slimmer than ever. probably he’ll reveal it at the end of the arc instead. it’s like he doesn’t even care about the databook. whatever I’ll have plenty of time to sulk more about it after I get to readin’

anyway the title of the new chapter is “Recommendation”, so... actually that does sound fairly promising, though? am I just eternally doomed to get my hopes up? is this referring to Shouto pestering his dad to take on his two best friends as fellow interns? what’s going on here

anyway so we’re opening with this

I love that it’s the two supposed goody-two-shoes kids who are actually being vocal about blatantly disregarding Endeavor’s orders. Shouto is just not having it to begin with, whereas Deku at least is trying to rationalize his own reckless behavior. Katsuki meanwhile is too focused on doing this fancy kick move to switch his suitcase from his left hand to his right to bother talking right now. reminds me of him playing with the soccer ball as a youngling

also the fact that his case is number 17 and Deku’s is number 18. have I talked about this before? I think I have but it was with some other numbered thing. anyways love the symbolism of him trying to stay one step ahead of him and Deku always being right on his heels. or maybe I’m reading too much into it but anyways rivals, yay

damn Endeavor is really determined to get ahead of them though

uh oh Horikoshi how much action did you pack into this chapter. starting to run out of time to finish all your panels again huh. you had a whole extra week! how fucking insane is this arc going to be holy shit

anyways Endeavor way to leave your brand new interns behind minutes after meeting them for the first time smdh. this is exactly how it went down with Hawks and Tokoyami

okay so like, I know a flash fire is an actual thing, but for a second I started wondering if in this kind of context (with him speeding off), it might also be a reference to the DC hero. then I remembered that the name of Endeavor’s technique is different in Japanese and the pun probably doesn’t translate. ah well

anyways dude is fast. but I wouldn’t count the kids out yet, they’re all pretty fast too!

so now we’re back downtown with Old Man Doom And Gloom, and oddly enough it seems that this isn’t actually an out-of-the-ordinary occurrence?

fucking quirk society. you guys are just so desensitized to the most bizarre fucking things. but I guess we in the 21st century are hardly ones to talk ourselves sigh

anyway now he’s being a bit more extra than usual and they’re starting to worry

?? the fuck is that? that sure as hell isn’t Hawks or Endeavor lmao. IF IT’S SLIDIN’ GO I SWEAR TO GOD

or wait, is it still the old man talking? should I actually be paying attention to his ramblings, my bad

is that a fucking Spirit Bomb

(ETA: in truth this is the most badass attack name that has ever existed or will ever exist and I should give it its proper due actually.)

so now I guess he’s hurtling it at them??

...hold up one sec

“revelations from the universe, I have received. flee, flee good citizens. the Dark Lord’s lips curl into a wicked crescent” -- holy shit, this all tracks?? IS THIS DOOMSDAY CRACKPOT MOTHERFUCKER ACTUALLY RIGHT ON THE FUCKING MONEY HOLY SHIT. ARE YOU A WITCH GOOD SIR. DID YOU WRITE A BOOK OF HIGHLY ACCURATE AND DEVASTATINGLY WITTY PROPHECIES BY ANY CHANCE

“the end is nigh! the wicked stars are conspiring against us! we must stop them! the earth is on the verge of being engulfed by darkness! flee, my fellow citizens! I am the one who shall destroy this source of darkness! be revealed! servants of the dark lord, come forth!”

okay listen. if he’s aiming this fucking thing at Hawks, though, after a speech like that? fuck it, I’m a believer. I’m sorry old man, I wrote you off without a second thought and here you are being the only one who’s actually like “HELLO!!!? PEOPLE!!!? THE LEAGUE OF VILLAINS!!?! THEY HAVE AN ARMY!!? AND NOUMUS!??! FUUUUUUUUCK”

and I don’t know where you’re getting your information, but those are some legit-ass universe revelations. fucking even talks about the “Dark Lord” specifically only describing his lips. because he doesn’t have anything else to describe nowadays, face-wise. shit that is spooky

anyway so that sure was unexpected. let’s see what shenanigans Master Roshi here is gonna get himself into next

did my boy just get fucking flashfired. jesus Endeavor show some fucking mercy

...

someone want to explain to this man the concept of a proportionate response? anyone? ...

fucking Todorokis I swear to god. if they weren’t all so good at being amazing superheroes, they could easily fall back on a career of being dramatic bitches for hire instead

anyways when did Endeavor change his clothes. this dude was wearing a turtleneck and slacks thirty seconds ago. did he literally just burn them off. how. what. fucking plot holes left and right

lol imagine if like on the next page the interns finally catch up and they’re like holding his fucking jacket and looking peeved

-- holy fucking shit, Endeavor

not cool, dude!! what the fuck. this isn’t a fucking Noumu for fuck’s sake THAT IS A HUMAN PERSON

(ETA: I guess he ended up being okay, but shit, for a moment it looked like we were going full blown Raiders of the Lost Ark over here. anyways the moral of this story is that Endeavor is terrifying, fuck.)

so now of course Nostradamus is trying to get the fuck out of there, because if he sticks around Endeavor apparently has no qualms about burning him alive. fuck me Endeavor, I’m still rooting for your redemption arc my dude, but tbh if Dabi happens to pop up out of nowhere here looking for some revenge I’m not gonna say no to it right now. quit burning people alive!!

so now 12/21/2012 is zooming down an alley and Endeavor is zooming after him and telling some extra with a sword to stay and lead the evacuation

oh??

Endeavor have you flown yourself right into a trap?

oh my god what the fuck is this

it’s like Dabi VS the Liberation Army all over again. fucking check all these motherfuckers who apparently want to get themselves deep fried. this one guy really thinks he’s going to clock the Number One with a piece of fucking PVC pipe

LMAOOOOO

LOOKS LIKE WE GOT OURSELVES A RUCKUS, BOYS! you better believe I have the Powerpuff Girls theme song playing in my head right now

-- !!!

HAWKS!! I WAS STARTING TO WONDER IF YOU REALLY WERE THERE TOO OR IF THE PANELS IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER WERE DELIBERATELY MISLEADING

LOOOOOOL

pour one out for these poor sobs who somehow got themselves caught up in an accidental pincer attack between the dynamic fucking duo and fucking Angry Bird here. where the fuck is Shouto btw. or is he the one that got stuck carrying Endeavor’s jacket

loool look at Hawks out here making friends

SURPRISE BITCH

oh my god though you guys look at this??

HELLO SURPRISE NEW FAVORITE SERIES OF PANELS, CAN I JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO LOVE ON YOU A BIT HERE, BECAUSE

1. Bakugou and Deku IN PERFECT SYNC, not even thinking about it. just effortless. that was an amazing tag team thing you guys had going on before SOMEONE stepped in and ruined it all omg. do you want me to talk to Hawks for you. I’ve been meaning to discuss some other things with him anyway so it’s not like it’d be going out of my way. can you believe this fucking pigeon blocked my number. WHERE IS JEANIST YOU BASTARD

anyways 2. “I thought Endeavor might have been in a tough spot” that’s a funny way of saying “I was lonely and missed my angry arson dad”! and fucking look at this ridiculous bantering between them. “did it look like I was in a tough spot?” I FUCKING CAN’T YOU GUYS PLEASE STOP

and 3. Shouto just watching. is he impressed by his dad? or just trying to figure out whether Hawks is his dad’s adopted son or boyfriend. I’m pretty sure it’s the former, Shouto, but I don’t blame you for being confused, Hawks just has that kind of energy with everyone

oh my god

somebody arrest this man. I can’t fucking deal with your cheeky fucking face Hawks

is Skeptic getting all of this?? are they sitting there with bowls of popcorn back at the League of Pliff HQ trying to figure out whether Endeavor and Hawks are dating

...and shit, I just realized the League officially knows now that the disaster trio is interning with the number one. so that’s fucking great. not that it would have been a secret for long, but still, things are officially starting to get real. in hindsight, after the Kamino arc we had a nice long stretch of chapters in which Deku, Kacchan, and Shouto were not in immediate danger from the main fucking villains, so that was nice while it lasted I guess. those days will soon be behind us

ahhhklkljkl

fucking shit Hawks could you be any more ominous. oh my god this arc really is going to kill me

so now we’re cutting away to somewhere. Pliff?

-- oh, nope, still in the same place, we just fast-forwarded to the part where the police came to haul all the bad guys away

and now the manga is being all clever and foreshadowing-y and would you look at this

BUT IS HE TALKING ABOUT ENDEAVOR, OR HAWKS omg. or hell, he could even be talking about Deku. or AFO even though he’s not actually there. point is, you know he’s not actually wrong. but what is he actually trying to tell us ahhhhhh Servant of the Stars please reveal your secrets

(ETA: in all seriousness you guys, I’m fully down for counting this as a prophecy. it’s already canon that future-seeing quirks are a thing, so. the only problem is that this is some Game of Thrones-level ambiguity as far as who he’s actually talking about. it seriously could be anyone. anyways at least we’ve got some shiny new theory material to play around with here so that’s nice.)

LMAO

HAWKS YOU BASTARD, JUST LIKE THAT I’VE FORGIVEN YOU FOR THE FUCKING JEANOCIDE

how does every single person Deku meets not greet him this way?? I sure as hell would. “well if it isn’t the kid who just. fuckin blew up his own hands on live television, multiple times. salutations”

anyways where’s Katsuki, the boy whose previous hero mentor you murdered in cold blood but he doesn’t actually know that yet. when are we gonna start in on that?

Hawks says he’s heard about Deku from Tokoyami. and he even says he would have liked to work with Deku too, wow. that’s high praise

ffffff here it comes, THAT GOOD HAWKS ANGST. WE WERE WAITING FOR THIS BUT IT’S STILL BRUTAL GAH

is this entire arc just going to consist of Hawks saying cryptic things with double meanings known only to him and then glancing sideways at the camera all broodingly omg

AH, THERE HE IS

Katsuki’s natural instinct to dislike 100% of newcomers on sight might work out to his advantage here. Hawks’s maxed-out Charisma stats VS Katsuki’s middling Perception stats which nonetheless have a tendency to land high whenever he performs an ability check! I might need to back off from this metaphor though before it becomes really obvious that I don’t actually play D&D

lol

omg Endeavor can’t a guy just drop in on his grumpy pal out of the blue to make sure he’s doing okay without having some sort of ulterior motive? why are you so sure that Hawks showing up means that plot must be happening. because you’re not wrong, is the thing. but he’s probably just being standoffish for show

holy shit and now Hawks is just pulling out the Liberation Army’s book just like that?? IS HE ALLOWED TO DO THAT

(ETA: “let’s see, what’s a subtle way I can try and clue Endeavor in on the fact that I’ve become an undercover agent in the Paranormal Villain League of Liberation Front Armies. ... ...shit I’m not good at this.”)

and since when was this book called “Paranormal Liberation Front”?? did they change the title to match the new name?

and what’s Hawks’s game here, though? is he going to play it as though he’s secretly investigating Pliff? you know, like he actually is doing? is this some kind of hiding in plain sight thing or what

guys. is Hawks just... actually really bad at being a secret agent. omg

so he’s all “DESTRO’S IDEALS ARE EVERYTHING WE COULD ASK FOR” and lol what. fucking look at Endeavor’s face though

this motherfucker could use a boost of his own wisdom stats, fff

(ETA: swear to god he’s two seconds away from a Katsuki-style “hah?!”)

oh my god

fucking fuck me. he better have highlighted a really obvious section of that book, because otherwise I’m not gonna hold out hope for this message getting across at all. at least we know what that “recommendation” title was referring to now I guess

(ETA: Endeavor: [reading the highlighted section backwards] “‘‘it’s fun to smoke marijuana’!? what in the --”)

loooool

the fate of the world now rests upon Endeavor’s abilities to See Underneath The Underneath and somehow decipher that when Hawks says, “ENDEAVOR I CHASED YOU DOWN IN ORDER TO GIVE YOU A COPY OF THIS BOOK THE VILLAINS WROTE, I THINK IT’S REALLY KEEN AND YOU SHOULD CHECK IT OUT”, what he’s really saying is, “ENDEAVOR I NEED YOU TO INVESTIGATE THIS SUSPICIOUS ‘LIBERATION FRONT’ THAT’S BEEN COINCIDENTALLY GATHERING A LOT OF ATTENTION SINCE THAT SHADY INCIDENT IN DEIKA CITY WHERE ‘TWENTY GUYS' BASICALLY DESTROYED AN ENTIRE TOWN. IF YOU’RE TOO DENSE TO PICK UP ON ANY OF THAT, I HIGHLIGHTED THE RELEVANT PORTION OF THE BOOK SO HOPEFULLY EVEN AN OBLIVIOUS DUMBBELL LIKE YOU CAN FIGURE IT OUT.” jesus christ

at least Endeavor now has some nerdy interns who fucking love to read. hell, Deku has probably already read the book. please help this dumb jock to understand his bird son’s coded message, Deku-Wan Kenobi, you’re our only hope

and that’s the end of the chapter! except that I heard there was a new poster for Heroes Rising that was released as well! how come it wasn’t included here now I have to go hunt it down

son of a bitch is this really the best quality that’s available? damn

well all right. not really much going on here that’s a big revelation or anything, aside from the surprise inclusion of Hawks in the upper right hand corner. did we know he was going to be in this? and like, even if the anime does make it as far as his debut in season 4, will it have reached that point by the time the movie premieres in December? glad I caught up beforehand if they’re gonna start spoiling things like this

so that’s all she wrote for this week! databook is due out next week so that should be fun! we’re finally going to get Hawks’s real name from what I understand. so I can start yelling at him using his full name like a disappointed mom. I have a feeling that’s going to come in handy a lot during this arc. go to your room young man

(ETA: and just watch it be the Japanese equivalent of “Judas McMurder” or some shit. smh. y’all. we stan a shady bitch.)

Devil’s Ballroom ch.2

A year after the events from the earth’s final attack, Little Homeworld is finally complete, and there’s a new jazz bar where gems and humans mingle and drink. - As you’re typing back a reply, someone pulls the stool out next to you and takes a seat. You see a sliver of pink out of the corner of your eye as you try not to actually Look. Oh god. It’s her. God can’t help us now.

Spinel/Reader

collab with wife @firstofficertightpants

The place actually happened to be like, right on the edge of Little Homeworld. Outside had full glass windows, tall, that reached the ceiling. Inside the lighting was dim, and a bit smokey. You figured it looked alright enough to head in, and gave the bouncer your ID. He nodded and you walked in. It smelt of cigars, and of cinnamon, and it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. A pretty woman in a low-cut red dress was playing the piano on the stage, and it was some contemporary jazz piece. The low murmur of people talking filled the air in between the swells of music, and the place actually seemed busy with people and even gems enjoying themselves. You liked the vibe. It was.. comfortable. At ease. You looked over at the bar, rather than any of the tables, and saw a spot near the end. Perfect. Right by the bathroom. You headed over and plopped down on the stool. There were three empty at the end, so you took the one in the middle, which had the best view of the stage from back here.

While waiting for the bartender to come back down this side, you took the chance to look  at the people around you. A couple familiar faces.. small town you know? And some new ones. New gems too. You can see Mr. Fryman sitting at a table with Kofi and Nanefua, and they look like they’re playing poker. You try not to snicker since Kofi looks absolutely blasted, and Mr. Fryman is cursing up a storm because Nanefua is clearly winning. You see her wink at Mr. Fryman. You suspect a rigged game.

Your phone chimes a couple times. You pull it out of your bag, and check to see who’s bothering you. Ah. The group chat.

    Alex: ughhh you guys my gmas killing me

    Alex: no seriously mexico fucking blows rn 

    Alex: i cant step outside without feeling like my balls are melting off my body

    Alex: and my brother won’t stop listening to the book of mormon soundtrack

    Alex: im going insane

Your friends are so melodramatic. You type out a couple of replies.

    Y/N: You should be used to mexican summers by now, you go every year.

    Y/N: And for the record, your brother is valid. Book of Mormon slaps.

    Alex: what the fuck youre supposed to be on my side u ass

    Alex: i thought our special thing was wicked. OUR SPECIAL THING, Y/N

    Y/N: I’m allowed to like multiple things. Including musicals. 

    Alex: never. fuck you. also what are you even doing rn come play minecraft with me

    Y/N: Yeah as much as I’d like to, I can’t.

“Y/N! So you finally came to see what this place is all about! What can I get ya?” you hear a familiar voice ask. Turning around to face the voice, you see Bismuth wearing her usual overalls and a rather nice looking bow tie. 

“Hey Bis, how’s it going? I like what you’ve done with the place. It’s nice. And uh, I’ll just take a hard cider for now.” You smile at her and set your phone down for a minute.

“Thank you! After we finished Little Homeworld, I had to find something else to focus on in my down time.” She explains while grabbing your drink from the fridge under her side of the bar, and opens it. “So tell me,” She sits the drink in front of you and leans on the counter. “What brings you out here today?”

You take a rather long sip from your drink before meeting the large gems eyes. On the stage, a tall, beardy man replaces the woman that just finished her piece. He immediately starts this jaunty, irish tune. He’s singing loudly, and it’s not bad. A couple of people are clapping to the tune.

“I just really needed to get out.” You replied, taking another sip from your drink. “I was kinda hoping I’d meet someone new, maybe get another friend to hang out with, since my friends wanted to ditch me this summer.” As you’re saying this, more people join the clapping. It’s getting a bit rowdy. “Or maybe at least get drunk enough to forget how lonely I feel.” You add, shrugging. 

“Well, I can supply the drinks, and at least a bit of company.” Bismuth winks, and turns to the patron 6 seats up waving her over. 

You check your phone again, and there’s more from Alex. AND Harper? She must still have phone service wherever she’s at.     Alex: what are u fuckin doin that so important that u cant play minecraft with ur best friend

    Harper: yeah, Y/N. the heck. Also alex, get lost, she’s MY best friend bitch

    Alex: u had ur chances but u left us so we’re a duo now. u can go

    Harper: excuse me!? I WILL end you.

    Y/N: Oh my god, chill. I’m just out right now, so I can’t okay? 

    Y/N: And nice of you to join us, Harper.

    Harper: fuck you I miss you okay. And I miss constant wifi :(

    Alex: OUT!? What do you mean OUT. its night. u play games with ME during this time

    Alex: for real what the fuck are you doing

    Harper: yeah, you don’t go out without us. Wtf are you doing?

    Y/N: I’m at a bar!!     Alex: WHAT

    Alex: dont tell me its the one place that just opened

    Alex: Y/N do NOT betray me you TOLD ME you were gonna go with me!!

    Y/N: I was. But I was also bored and you’re both gone, soooo. 

    Alex: wow

    Alex: i cant believe youve done this to me

    Harper: hmmm. ;)

    Harper: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ;)

    Y/N: What.

    Harper: you tryin to find girls again? 

    Harper: like that one time you went to empire city just to peruse the mall?

    Alex: LMAOOOOO

    Y/N: No.

    Alex: LMAOOOO Y/N GOOD LUCK TRYING TO FIND A GF LOLL

    Y/N: I’m not trying to find a girlfriend you fucks. Christ.

    Y/N: Also Alex, you’re one to talk. You can’t KEEP a girlfriend.

    Alex: ur just mad i have a passionate and intimate relationship w/ my hand

    Y/N: And it will probably stay that way. 

    Y/N: Besides, so far, no one cute here. So it’s a bust.

    Harper: a bust. Lmfao u just outed yourself :)

    Y/N: Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

You put your phone down before seeing whatever Alex attempts to reply back with. It sounds like the current boisterous song is coming to a close, and really, most of the people here are clapping along with this guy. It’s fun. And despite the playful ribbing from your shit-talking friends, you’re starting to have a nice time. You finish your drink, and nod over to Bismuth who catches your eye and nods back. You look over onto the stage, the man having cleared the piano, and see Lapis wiping down the piano and seat. Guess he spilled his drink while playing. Lapis, unlike Bismuth, actually dressed up a bit for the job. Her hair was pulled in a cute, small bun, and she was wearing what looks like a tailored tux with no jacket. The vest fit her quite well. She seemed.. happy. Good for her.

No one had taken up the stage again yet, but the place was still lively with chatter. You see someone out of the corner of your eye move towards the stage, but Bismuth comes over again so you tear your gaze away. 

“Another cider? Or do you want something else this time, Y/N? She asks, cleaning a glass with a rag, and moves on to the next one. 

“Ehh, yeah, give me another cider.” You say as you pull out your phone again. Bismuth sets down the drink in front of you.

    Harper: what a goddamn disaster. she got that from me i think

    Alex: no, youre both disasters separately

    Y/N: Fuck you guys. Give me a break.

You hear the piano start to play again, and someone pulling the mic forward. You look up to see pink hair.. And someone kind of familiar. She’s wearing black slacks, a white collared shirt, and suspenders. The shirt is partially open, and you see part of a pink gem showing through on her chest. It looks like she’s got mascara running down her face. 

And then.. she starts to sing. 

It’s lovely. It’s slow and a bit sad, but she seems to be enjoying herself. She’s definitely done this before. Quite a few of the people around quiet down some, so you can hear her pretty clearly. You drink some, and text your friends.

    Y/N: Guys, I lied. There’s a cute gem here who can sing.

    Alex: holy fuk

    Alex: what

    Y/N: She looks kind of familiar though? I can’t quite place it though.

    Harper: dude theres like near 100 gems now in little homeworld lol

    Harper: you’ve probs seen most in passing? :P

    Alex: are you serious Y/N? cant flirt with human women so u turn to aliens? lmfao

    Y/N: Ohhhhh my god. Die.

The gem on stage sings the chorus with gusto - man she’s really getting into this. You’re kind of taken a bit with her performance. It just pulls you. But also.. She really seems familiar now and it’s bothering you.

    Y/N: No I’m serious she seems really familiar and not in that In Passing kind of way.

    Harper: what does she look like?

    Alex: yeah a description would be nice 

    Harper: TAKE A PIC

    Alex: holy shit YES 

    Y/N: I can’t take a pic. She’s too far away, it’ll be blurry.

    Alex: literally just zoom in lord almighty

    Y/N: Okay. Hold on a sec.

You turn on your camera app, and face the stage. Looks like the gem is actually finishing up her song. Perfect, you’ll snap a pic once she stands up. She finishes, and most of the people are clapping for her. You zoom in, and it’s grainy, but decent enough to make out most of her. You snap the pic.

The flash was on.

A couple people turn to look at you, and you try turning away quickly, horrified, and see the gem looking in your direction before walking off into the crowd of people. You cannot imagine a worse scenario. 

    Y/N: FUCK FUCCCCKKKKKK.

    Y/N: (image sent)

    Y/N: I GOT YOUR FUCKING PIC BUT THE FLASH IS ON.

    Y/N: I’M PRETTY SURE SHE SAW THAT IT WAS ME THAT TOOK THE PIC.

With shaking hands, you take another sip of your drink and wait for a reply. Why is life like this.

    Harper: uh.

    Harper: ummm.

    Alex: wait

    Alex: one fucking second

    Y/N: WHY ARE NONE OF YOU CARING ABOUT MY PLIGHT. 

    Y/N: I’M TRYING NOT TO COMBUST ON THE SPOT HERE.

    Alex: shut up for one second

    Alex: harper isnt that

    Harper: uhh. yeah i think so.

    Y/N: WHAT!? WHO IS IT. WHY DOES THAT MATTER AT THIS POINT.

    Alex: lmao i cant believe i have to tell u this

    Alex: bitch do u remember that shit that happened last summer

    Alex: where half the town almost died from that gem shit

    Alex: that’s her     Alex: that’s the bitch who almost killed like, the entire planet

    Harper: you know that night your dad almost died??

As you’re typing back a reply, someone pulls the stool out next to you and takes a seat. You see a sliver of pink out of the corner of your eye as you try not to actually Look. Oh god. It’s her. God can’t help us now.