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#excuse me i dont even have any cleavage to show why are the buttons so damn important
flintbian · 2 years
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Me: 0 Gender: 3 just this week
#once again i didnt think i cared until i showed my few work outfits and APPARENTLY I AINT FEMININE ENOUGH AND I WANT TO SCREAM#literally i was excited and feeling very good about it until someone commented and i saw red#once again i had no idea i felt strongly about this at all but then again ive never had people comment negatively before#this year ive been dressing more how i want and experimenting but i was hanging around queer ppl so got positive feedback#then my mother comes in and makes me see red fists clenched stomach in knots hours later#maybe it's not even about how i present (and i dont need to open my damn buttons why do i need to be showing cleavage fuck you)#(yes im wearing more masc clothing but it's still women's fuck off)#maybe it was just the policing that did it but i feel rotten now#it took me SIX BLOODY HOURS to find even two shirts i liked and i was feeling them but no im presenting Wrong some fucking how#i guess for school i was dressed appropriately enough but i dress like my dad ive realized#and this has all been surprisingly frustrating i thought i didn't care but you start policing me and saying im not in x box and i go mad#besides that when ive been experimenting this year again it's only been queer ppl or clare and she loves the looks#and ive been getting piercings and figuring out if there may be a way after all to get tats#but you show a Model Citizen your work outfits and you're Wrong somehow as if it matters#like everything was a problem 'why are you wearing essentially men's styles why does it have a collar why is it buttoned up'#even the material was a factor like bc the shirt is more flowy that made it better as opposed to polo or cotton or whatever material#LIKE WE'RE ASSIGNING GENDER TO FABRICS NOW?!! I DIDNT EVEN LOOK AT THE BLOODY FABRIC THE HELL??#hannah loved the outfits but they understand of course#tomboy is fine apparently as long as you grow out of it but if it stays? wrong and literally fuck off why does it matter??#excuse me i dont even have any cleavage to show why are the buttons so damn important#again didnt think i had strong feelings about myself but apparently i do#how is it my father is more accepting than???#and for years i didnt get to experiment with clothing hell i was trying to find stuff i could wear with nerve pain#i dont think im trans like that's not it i just hate boxes and having to conform to some stupid standard we made up and being policed#bc im apparently not feminine enough or whatever#and what's weird is years ago i wanted to be considered pretty but that's completely gone now as ive been finding myself and style#currently rocking the androg look but some people dont fucking like that and ive been dealing with this for like only two weeks#and it's maddening already#anyways both out of wanting to and spite im going to cut even more of my hair off soon and lean harder into this#p
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kwhore1229 · 4 years
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Part 1
She Loves Me And I Love Her
“Jen I dont think this is a good idea.”
“Y/N you look super sexy, if he sees you I know he's gonna want you back and he’s gonna feel like a moron for letting you go and treating you the way he has.”
“If he sees me he's gonna kill me… he said I'm not allowed to wear anything so revealing… unless we were alone. No, I'm taking this off.his is too much, I can't do this.” I started panicking slightly as I looked at myself in the mirror.
I was wearing a tight, low cut, sleeveless, red dress that ended just above mid thigh, and sparkly, black stilettos. I looked good, don't get me wrong, but it was just the wrong setting.
“Come on you’ll be fine, if he tries to do anything stupid, I’ll be there to kick his ass.” She stood in a fight stance.
“But he’s your brother, I can’t ask you to defend me, besides I don’t think he would try to do anything, he would never hurt me. I just don’t think that antagonizing him is a good idea. Just tell the guys that I don’t feel good and go take them and have fun.” I sat on my be.
“No can do sweetheart… I have a feeling they know that you’re fine. You’re coming with no matter what.” I turned to the door to see Hanse, one of my new best friend’s, standing in the doorway smirking
Hanse at first glance was your typical bad boy, he had piercings and tattoos and a fuck you attitude. He was standing there, wearing his signature smirk, one that said busted and there's no way I'm letting you get out of having fun tonight. He was two years older than me and a few inches taller than me. He had bleach blonde hair that was styled what I can only describe as “towel dried”. He had a lip ring, a nose ring and both of his ears pierced along with a bunch of tattoos on his arms and chest. I don't know how many more tattoos he has. He is really the biggest softie, he is the friend that will always have your back and is there for you no matter what. He is a dork in all reality but a lot of time people can’t see past the piercings and everything so they don't really see it. He is my best friend, even though it's only been about two years, I feel like I've known him forever.
“This is a bad idea, I’m telling you.” I shook my head and combed my hair with my fingers.
“Look at this beauty queen…” Taemin, another new friend, came in after Hanse followed by our other friends, Jackson, and Lucas.
“I know you’re worried but you should know that we won’t let anything happen to you.” Lucas smiled at me as I stood and put my phone and wallet into my purse. “You look beautiful, Y/N/N” Lucas whispered in my ear as he stood next to me.
“Thank you LucAAAAAA!!!!! Jackson put me down!”
“You didn’t seem to be moving fast enough and we don't have all night.” I could hear Jackson's smile through his voice as he carried me over his shoulder out to the car.
“Jackson, our hero!” Jen gigged.
“Let's just get this over with.” I sat in the back with Hanse, while Jackson drove, Jennie sat in the passenger seat, and Taemin and Lucas were in the third row.
“Tuneage time.” Jennie smile as she grabbed the aux and put some music on for the drive.
We listened, sang and danced the whole ride to a mix of music. As we pulled up to the club we turned the music off. Once we got there we went inside and I went straight to the bar to calm my nerves, with them following close after.
“Hun, you look amazing. Try to calm down and just have fun. I don't see him and even if he does show up, we will all be right here for you.” Taemin sat on a stool next to me and put his hand on my shoulder and smiled trying to get me to relax.
Taemin smiled brightly like usual, his smile never failed to calm me down. He was the same age as my brother and Yoongi, three years older than me. He has dirty blonde hair, partially slick back and was wearing a red suit that matched my dress and black shoes. He was in general a very confident person, especially when it came to his appearance. He was very attractive, and he knew it, he would always flirt with me but he was never serious, he was just a natural flirt. He was an amazing friend, he was quick to help us out or make us laugh, but he sometimes spreads himself too thin so he would end up neglecting himself so one of us would have to care for him which he hated.
“I just want to be calm in case something happens.” I looked around and sipped my drink until I felt a light buzz.
“Hey Y/N!” I turned and saw Wooyoung, our other friend, walking towards us.
“Hey Wooyoung, you're here. I didn't know if you’d make it.” I smiled and hugged him lightly.
“How are you feeling?” He asked.
“I have a light buzz so I’m trying to be okay.” I replied.
“Hey you guys, let’s go dance! Y/N we won't let you out of our sight!” Jennie shouted.
“Okay, but just for a little bit.” We all walked over to the dance floor.
All of the guys danced very close to me and Jennie as to make sure that it was safe, Jennie and I switched dancing with the five of them periodically. We were singing and dancing and just having a good time, even though I kept looking around. After a while I was feeling really happy and free and needed to use the bathroom.
“Hey, I’ll be right back I gotta use the bathroom real quick!” I shouted at them.
“Okay, do you need one of us to take you?” Hanse asked concerned.
“I think I’m okay Han, thank you!! I’ll be right back” I smiled and walked to the bathroom.
I maneuvered through the crowd and stood in line for the bathroom. When I was done I went to get a drink at the bar and when I got to the bar I saw Hanse, sitting on a stool watching me.
“Isn’t this considered stalking? Being watched without knowing you're being watched.” I laughed and ordered a drink.
“Sweetheart… When are you gonna just accept that I wanna look out for you like the rest of us?” He smirked at me.
“I’ll never get used to it. When are you gonna realize that for the last twenty-two years of my life, I wasn't allowed to have any guy friends because of Hobi and Yoongi. And now, not only do I have five new guy friends, but I also live with them. It’s a lot for me.” I replied as I sat down next to him.
“I realize it, we all do. That’s why we’re all so protective of you… look we have only known you for five months, but you are one of us and it feels like we’ve all been together for years. No matter what happened or what’s going to happen, we will do everything in our power to not let you get hurt by anyone… even yourself. You are way too hard on yourself, you’re just a person, you don’t have to have the world on your shoulders.” He put his finger under my chin and made me look at him while he spoke.
“I-“
“You don’t have to say anything. I know that you haven’t been 100% okay since we got here cause you’re worried but sweetheart, you have nothing to worry about. You are strong, smart, beautiful, funny, and so many other amazing things. I don’t want to hear you bad talk yourself ever. So no more thinking right now. Let’s go back and have a fun time, okay?” He stood and took my hand making me stand as well.
“Thank you Hanse… let’s go” I smiled and hugged him as we walked back to the rest of our group.
“Safe and sound I see…” Jen ran over and pulled me into the middle of the guys then we started dancing again until Hanse pulled me to dance with him.
“You really look amazing… How are you feeling?” He put his hands on my hips and stood behind me so we danced together.
“I feel okay… You helped calm me down… I’m just anxious ya know?” We swayed to the music.
“I get it. I wish there was more I could do to help you.”
“You guys are doing way too much already… I’m living with you all for god's sake.” I laughed.
“And I promise after class tomorrow I’ll personally help you finish your room,” He spun me around so I was facing him.
“Well, thank you. I’m really excited,” I smiled.
“Go over and dance with Jackson,” He said in a serious voice after a few minutes
“Uh okay…” I walked over but was pulled to someone’s chest quickly and harshly.
“What the fuck do you think you’re wearing?” My heart dropped when I heard who I was against.
“Yoongi,” My voice was barely audible.
“I’ve been watching you all night, you look really friendly with them. You’re even living with them now… tsk tsk tsk you’re breaking so many rules tonight,” He growled lowly into my ear as he started pulling us away from the crowd. I was frozen in fear, my body just moving where it was directed.
“Yoongi, I-“
“Why would you even think about wearing something like this out? Didn’t you think about how I would feel, you just wanted the attention, didn’t you? Just your subtle way of telling me that you want me back?“ He turned me around to face him, speaking softly.
He scanned my body up and down waiting for my response, which never came cause I was frozen in fear.
“Answer me when I speak to you!” He took his jacket off, putting it on my shoulders, “Doesn’t matter, I’ll always take you back.You just have to apologize for hurting me so much tonight.Seeing you dance with them, you drove me crazy.No one should ever touch you except for me.” He took a step closer to me, pulling me into his arms.
“Yoongi, I- I didn’t mean to- I mean I would never- Jen told me to wear this, I said I shouldn’t, I know I’m not allowed, I would never hurt you, I’m sorry,” I button his jacket covering my exposed cleavage.
“But you did. You hurt me so bad. Seeing them dance with you, touching you, hugging you, It broke my heart. I thought you loved me.” He looked into my eyes and said in a sad voice.
“They are just my friends-“
“You’re just making excuses!! You’re lying to me don’t fucking lie to me!” He cut me off yelling, making me back up until I was against the wall.
“Yoongi, please I’m sorry, I’m not lying to you. I'm sorry I broke your rules.I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I raised my voice a little at the end.
“I saw what you were doing.” He pulled us into an empty room and closed the door before speaking again, “You look,well you have no right to look like that unless you’re in a private room with me.” He walked over to me.
“Yoongi,I didn’t- I told her I didn’t want to wear this,I know it’s wrong of me.” I started shaking a little.
“Shhhh, don't worry, we’ll fix this whole mess,” He stood in front of me putting his finger under my chin softly, making me look up into his eyes. He got closer until our bodies were pressed against each other and his face was so close I had to stay completely still or our lips would touch.
“Yoongi, we can’t- I mean we aren't together. I'm not leaving,” I glanced down at the floor as I spoke.
“You are mine, no matter what happens. Do you really think that you'll be okay without me?” He turned his head slightly, “Let’s go home. I won't have to punish you too hard if you just listen,” He whispered in my ear and chuckled softly.
“I’m here with my friends,I don’t want to leave.” I put my hands on his stomach and pushed slightly, making him step back.
“You mean those guys? Awe babygirl,you know they don't really care about you. They just want your body which is mine.”
“That’s not true. They are my best friends. And we broke up- you broke up with me so I’m… I’m not yours anymore.” I ripped my arms out of his grip and started walking past him.
“Baby, don’t be like that.I just got upset and overreacted.I’m sorry baby.” He grabbed my arm, stopping me from leaving and made me face him.
“I don’t care.I'm happy right now and we are done so I don’t have to listen to you anymore.” I tried to walk away but his grip got tighter.
“Shut the fuck up!! How dare you speak to me like that!! Don’t try thinking for yourself, you're not good at it. I still love you and I know that you still love me. We just had a fight that’s all.” He pulled me back a little harshly making me hit the wall.
I opened my mouth to speak but he slapped my cheek making me fall and cry out in pain.“What the fuck is wrong with you!? Thinking you could just break my rules and not have to pay any consiquences! Are you allowed to wear this- this trash in public? Are you allowed to be friends with them!? You are mine! Your body is for me and me alone to do with as I please! You slept with them didn't you, you fucking whore!” He yelled as he grabbed my arms pulling me up and shoving me against the wall.
“No, I didn’t I swear! I promise I never did anything!” I cried holding my cheek.
“Fucking lying slut!! You are mine! Do you fucking understand me! We are leaving right fucking now! I’ll show you what happens when you wanna act like a little fucking whore.” He grabbed my arm harder and pulled me out of the room and through the club.
“Y/N? Yoongi?” A familiar yet unexpected voice caused us to jolt to a stop.
“What’s going on? I didn't know you were here togeth- oh my god what happened to your face? Why are you crying, why is your cheek red?” Hobi walked over to us and caressed my swollen cheek.
“She got into a fight with someone, I was taking her home to find out what happened. Don't worry, I'll fill you in later.” Yoongi pinched my waist letting me know not to speak.
“Oh okay, well go take good care of her. Feel better sis, we’ll talk later.” He stroked my cheek lightly and smiled than left.
“Good girl, you know he wouldn't listen to you anyway, he never does. You're coming with me now let’s go,” He said with no emotion in his voice as we walked out of the club.
“Get your fucking hands off of her.” My heart dropped.
“Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me what to do? She is MY property” Yoongi growled, making me scared.
“She isn’t yours anymore.” Hanse stepped closer to us, making Yoongi push me behind him causing me to fall.
“Don’t even think of coming near her again.” Yoongi stood straight and crossed his arms.
“Y/N, are you okay?” Hanse ignored Yoongi and asked.
“I’m fine… you shouldn’t be here, go back inside,” I yelled as I stood up and wiped the gravel off.
“See? She said she's fine. Now go run along before you get hurt,” Yoongi said in a terrifying voice.
“Get the fuck away from her! All you do is hurt her!” He walked towards me.
“Stay the fuck away!” Yoongi pushed him back but Hanse punched Yoongi in the face.
“You just really fucked up asshole.” Yoongi spat and walked towards Hanse. Yoongi stepped up and threw a punch at Hanse, who dodged it and hit Yoongi in the stomach. “You stupid bitch! Do you think she’ll ever leave me?” He punched Hanse in the face, making a cut form on his left cheekbone.
“She doesn't deserve to be treated the way she is by you! You fucked with her head so she doesn't realize that she deserves so much better” Hanse punched Yoongi’s stomach making him curl over then he hit him in the face, splitting his lower lip.
“I have never done anything wrong to her! I buy her the most special and thoughtful gifts and she’s been mine forever.” Yoongi punched him, splitting his lip too. “Everything she could ever want! She loves me and I love her!” Yoongi hit him in the stomach.
“This isn’t love,” Hanse spit blood from his mouth, “You spent her whole life confusing her about love. You manipulate her and mess with her mind!” Hanse pushed Yoongi.
“That’s not fucking true!” Yoongi stepped closer and punched him hard enough to make him fall. “You don’t fucking know anything!” Yoongi grabbed his collar and punched him in the face again.
“You don’t… You dont know how to love.” Hanse smirked and spit blood in Yoongi's face, making him let go, and stood.
“You don't know what you’re talking about. She loves me, she has for years.” Yoongi smiled while wiping the blood from his face.
“No, she doesn’t. If she knew what real love was she would know that you aren't it,” Hanse said right as Yoongi hit him again.
“Leave her alone! You have no idea what she has gone through! No idea what we have gone through. She has always had me by her side.” Yooongi hit him again making them both fall.
“You do nothing but hurt her,” Hanse said as Yoongi straddled him and started punching him in the face.
“You’re fucking wrong!” Yoongi screamed and kept punching him, making me cry out and run over.
“Stop hurting him! Please! I love you, Yoongi. He doesn’t know what he's talking about, please stop!” I pleaded as I pulled him off.
“Get the fuck in the car! Now!” Yoongi yelled at me while staring at Hanse who sat up.
“I will, please just let me say goodbye. I won't ever see him again please baby,” I cried.
“Fine,” He said and I ran over to Hanse.
“Y/N, please,don’t go with him.ust come with me. We will protect you, show you what real love feels like,” Hanse pleaded and stood with me and grabbed my arms.
“Hanse, please stay safe.Tell everyone that I’m sorry and I'll miss them. Goodbye.” I let tears fall as I pulled my arms from his grip and walked away.
“Don’t come near her again.” Yoongi blocked Hanse from following and pulled me into the car.
I gave Hanse one last look before we drove away, leaving my friends behind.
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