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COINCIDENCE — kim younghoon [repost]
landing page. main masterlist.
pairing: coworker younghoon x afab reader
genre: mild angst, mild fluff, smut (mdni)
plot: younghoon didn’t take kindly to your claims of war both inside work, and outside. so when your boss plans a trip out for your teams, you decide to wage another war against younghoon which ended as it always did—you in his bed to stroke his bruised ego.
wc: 3200
warnings under the cut.
warnings: mild hints at dom/sub dynamics, reader is a bit bitchy sometimes, mild mentions of spanking, mild hint at choking if you squint, undetailed but definite smut, unprotected sex, mild swearing, younghoon calls reader a bitch and a brat.
TO SAY KIM YOUNGHOON WAS NOT THE BANE OF YOUR EXISTENCE WOULD BE A LIE.
The second your stats at work became better than his and all the customers gave you glowing reviews, all of a sudden his stats became doubled and he managed to win the tally once again—and sometimes even employee of the week up to three times in a row.
The cocky smirk he gave when the paper was placed on his desk alongside the box of cheap yet very delectable chocolates was worth a good slap in his face, you liked to silently claim—a threat you never followed through with, sadly.
But somehow, each time anger began to overcome you even at the littlest of his actions, you found yourself drinking one too many shots of tequila or glasses of wine, and you more often than not awoke to find yourself naked in his bed once again.
It was the second week in a row he had won employee of the week as of recent months, and it was really starting to grip your shit. You wanted to scream, rip the paper up, throw the contents of his desk across the room… But you could never be caught slipping—you had to keep your composure and act like every claim of war meant nothing to you. But inside your chest, a burning fire was raging with the need to escape, slowly consuming you.
And that fire only burned brighter and hotter when your boss revealed he was taking everyone in the office out for a summer trip, to try and decompress after the stressful week your had all faced.
“Everyone has been working really hard lately, and so I managed to talk the big bosses into letting us take a team break next weekend. We’re going to go to this cabin place with a pool, and we can have a nice BBQ…” Your team leader’s voice trailed off as you zoned out, your eyes focusing back on your computer as you rushed to complete typing out the very long and important email to one of your customers.
You sat at your desk, which was opposite to Younghoon’s. You leant up on your chair once you finished your email’s first draft, eyeing your boss (who stood behind Younghoon) with narrowed eyes. You were suspicious as your workplace had busier weeks before and they never cared about the workplace moral or never once offered your team a break to decompress.
But you soon shrugged the suspicions away. You decided to just go with the flow. What was the use in worrying over something that was meant to stop you from… well, worrying. You were going away for a weekend to a cabin with a pool and you got to eat a BBQ and probably drink to your hearts content—free of charge. What was there to consider? You would be stupid to give up the offer. Even if it meant you had to spend a whole weekend without touching Younghoon.
Your fingers itched at the idea, your body begging to touch him, and to feel his touch in response. But you pushed the feeling aside. You had to focus on the task at hand—emails.
Younghoon’s eyes naturally gravitated to your as your face popped up over his computer screen. He stared at you for some seconds, a tense yet awkward feeling forming in his chest. He too craved to feel your touch, but he knew he couldn’t risk doing so in work and pissing you off. While he had all the power in bed, you had the most power over him and your… relationship—and he knew you could cut things off at any given time.
He decided to stop his staring trance when you finally sat back down in your seat, your face now hidden behind his computer but he could still see parts of you. The slightest of sights he hd of you always made his day—made him feel serene in some kind of twisted way. He was, by all accounts, an addicted man—addicted to you.
He finally chose then as the perfect time to speak up in your direction, not too loud, but loud enough for you to catch, “Your hair looks nice today.”
You raised an eyebrow, surprised he had even noticed you had ever so slightly changed it. Your hair was always getting in the way, so you had decided to style it in a way it would restrict you less. You couldn’t help but smile, but you didn’t respond to his compliment verbally, knowing he couldn’t see your face from behind the computer.
Younghoon sighed at your lack of reply, silently promising himself he was going to have to make sure to fuck some manners into you during your next night time escapades.
THERE WAS NOTHING YOU HATED MORE THAN BEING CRAMMED ONTO A BUSY.
Well, maybe there was one other thing you hated more—you hated being crammed on a bus with tons of people with no a/c, and to top it all off, you were forced to sit beside Younghoon who trapped you in and wouldn’t allow you to move seats.
You had a large gym/day bag and found it hard to push it up to it’s new home in the storage space above the seats you had claimed, so when you held a familiar body behind you and gentle hands which grabbed the bag from you to easily lift it in the space with next to no effort, you knew exactly who it was that was behind you.
You didn’t bother to turn around or even wish him a thank you. You climbed in and sat on the inner seat with your smaller bag on your lap. You pulled out a bottle of water and your earphones, only to feel warmth beside you as the devil himself sat beside you. You turned your head to look at him, your eyes narrowed.
“What do you think you’re doing?” You asked with a scoff, to which Younghoon rolled his eyes.
“Sitting on a seat, what does it look like I’m doing?” He replied just as sassy as you had, and the tone made your narrow your eyes even more at him. But you bit back any sarcastic remarks as you plugged your ears with your earphones. You knew if you asked, he would refuse to move seats anyway—so you settled for giving in and focusing on your music as you watched the view pass by through the bus window.
The bus quickly became sticky with heat once everyone had taken their seats and the drive had begun, and you were thankful for the minor fact that you chose to sit by a window which allowed you to open it—even if it was just a slither.
You leant forward to try to get as close to the cracked open window as possible, then you attempted to gasp the outside air, then you sat back. The air rushing through the window wasn’t going to make much of a change in your temperature or ease the growing tensions between yourself and Younghoon, but at least it was something. And something was better than nothing.
“You’re so annoying,” You muttered as you grabbed Younghoon’s knee and forced it to still. He had been tapping his leg for the last good hour, and you were sure you wouldn’t be able to tolerate it for another half hour. Sure, you had survived most of the drive, but you were close to your breaking point. It didn’t help each time his thigh brushed against your bare leg, you felt the sudden buzz under your skin, your bodys way of begging to touch him.
You cursed your body internally when you felt the familiar warmth running from your fingertips through your veins to your head in a messy fuzz of thoughts. Younghoon was slowly becoming your everything—like you were addicted to him. But you forced the intrusive thoughts down and settled for glaring at him in an attempt to hide your true feelings.
Younghoon surprisingly listened to you and stilled his leg, his hand gently pushing yours from his skin. His fingers held onto yours for a little too long, lingering long enough to cause the familiar flutter in your chest. You snatched your hand away, and everyone on the buss assumed you hated the man you were paired up with.
Little did they know.
YOU RAN OFF TRHE BUS FIRST BEFORE ANYONE ELSE, AND AS YOUR FEET LANDED ON SOLID GROUND, YOU DRAMATICALLY DOUBLED OVER TO HOLD ONTO YOUR KNEES AS YOU GASPED THE FRESH AIR IN.
Sure, it was sunny and still very much warm outside, but there was endless space and so your air wasn’t tainted with the smell of sweat or food. The air was cleaner and fresher than the suffocating air of the bus.
Younghoon took his time to climb off the bus with your other coworkers. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow, and a scoff, “Dramatic.” He huffed at you, then he walked after your boss who was leading everyone under a canopy to protect everyone from the sun in hopes of getting a chance to cool down.
You noticed that you were in a pretty secluded area. There was a circular pool which was quite large, but not too much. Then there were wooden cabins which looked newly built lining the pool some meters away, with plenty of space between them to ensure privacy for the patrons of the cabins. You smiled to yourself as you managed to catch your breath.
Your work trip may not be as bad as you first thought.
You finally decided to join your coworkers under the shade, and ensured you stood the opposite side of the group away from Younghoon. You wanted him, every part of your body begged for his touch and attention, but you couldn’t give in. You had to remain strong. You could sit him down and talk about your feelings when you got back home—a workplace trip was not the best place for sentimental relationship talk.
You managed to worm some space so you could sit on the bench with a few of your other coworkers, and while you had spent the drive down sitting you felt if you stood in the sweltering heat despite the shade, you were only going to hasten the sweat fest that you knew was about to overcome you sometime that day.
You used your hand in an attempt to fan yourself—to feel some sort of cool breeze. Of course, it did next to nothing. As if like a personal guardian angel, always knowing what you wanted or needed, you blinked and as your eyes opened once again, a small handheld fan was thrust into your direction.
You looked up with surprised eyes and parter lips to find Younghoon was behind the gift. You smiled and gently took it from him, your skin igniting once again as your fingertips brushed over his hand. You wanted to throw your arms around him, pull him close and never leave his side—just as much as you wish to throttle him when he gives you that cocky smirk at work, the ‘I won against you again’ smirk.
Younghoon pulled away from you all too soon, turning his back to speak to one of the elder team members. He was lost in the conversation, really giving the other person his full attention. Your elbow came to rest on your knee, then you placed your jaw in your hand. Your head tilted to the side as you watched every move of his lips, every crinkle of his eyes.
“You like him,” A voice interrupted your staring session. You wanted to get mad at the person firstly, but then you realised you were still at a work event and so you had to keep your composure no matter who you were talking to—even if it was one of your closets work friends.
“Chanhee, you know I like you’re great and all, but please stop analysing my every move and determining I am in love with someone when I am not,” You tried to defend yourself, but Chanhee knew about one too many of your late night adventures with Younghoon and so your attempts were falling on deaf ears.
“First of all, I never said you was in love with him, I just said you like him,” A smirk decorated his delicate yet obnoxious-at-the-time features. He had won the argument before you even had a chance to try. “Care to tell me why you’re ogling him so much?”
“No reason,” You tried to defend yourself once again, but your attempts fell futile. You had lost the fight—and you had lost your heart to Kim Younghoon.
“SO, WE NEED TO PICK OUR CABINS…”
Your team leader began, to which you knew he was about to say something you would undoubtedly hate. “But we need to make it fair. Why don’t you guys get changed into your swimsuits in the toilets, and then come back out here. When we all come back here, I’ll tell you what we’re going to do to try to make picking our cabins fair for everyone.”
While you were anxious about what you were tasked to do just later, you did as your boss advised. You went to the toilets with your bag and dug through the back until you found your favourite swim wear. You changed, then exited the toilets first.
You placed your bag back on the floor, intentionally beside Younghoon’s While you couldn’t claim he was your man in the open, you could at least make subtle hints to him until you guys got back home where you would have all the time in the world to talk.
Everyone got back to the ‘base’ after some time, and your team leader claimed an ‘arm fight’ was the best way to decide who would be able to choose the rooms. The women were tasked to fight first, which ended in you winning. Your bicep was killing you at the end of it, but you felt smug you had won something.
You were told by your team leader to go pick your cabin first, so you took the one on the far left edge which seemed to have the most space. The men were fighting one another as you entered your home for the weekend.
There were two bedrooms in the cabin, so you assessed them and decided not to be so nice as you chose the bedroom with the ensuite bathroom. You placed your bag down on the edge of the bed, but you were startled from emptying it as you heard the front door open.
You rushed out of the room to the main area of the cabin as the door clicked shut softly only to find Younghoon. His own eyes went wide, but he laughed. “Oh, sorry. I had no clue you chose this cabin… Should I go choose a different one?”
You rolled your eyes and leant against the wall beside you. “Why do you act like I’m going to kick you out. You can stay here too, it’s not like we’re going to kill each other.”
Younghoon dropped his cab on the couch and smirked as he made his way to you. He stopped a meter or so away from you, looking down at you. “Speak for yourself, but I plan to fuck you so good tonight that everyone will think you’re being murdered.”
You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest. “I’d like to see you fucking try.”
YOU HAD GOTTEN YOURSELF IN DEEP WATER WHEN YOU TRIED TO TEST YOUNGHOON’S PATIENCE.
You spend the night cozying up to Chanhee a little too much just to rile Younghoon up. You wanted his undivided attention all night long. You wanted to feel his fingers dig into your thighs, or his hips bruise against yours roughly. You craved his smile, his voice, his everything.
You should have known he wasn’t going to go easy on you, even as you bit a pillow to try to hide your screams to the bets of your ability. Your head was pushed down into the sheets, your hair stuck to your skin due to your sweat. His hips piston into yours faster, hard, only causing your throat to burn as you screamed out more.
Your hands gripped the pillow tight to your chest, while your eyes stung with unfilled tears.
You felt his hand harshly strike your ass. “That’s for being such a bitch to me all day. Someone needs to teach you some fucking manners,” You turned your head to the side, trying your best to look at him but your attempts were fruitless.
“Maybe you should fucking teach me better then,” Your spat, but he knew it was all talk. His hands spanked your other ass cheek, but not as harsh. Then you felt his hand slowly and gently run up your back.
His hand snaked around your body, and he had to bite back his groans or else if he got too lost in the feeling of you wrapping so tightly around him, he may just cum embarrassingly fast.
His hand gripped your neck, then he pulled you up so your back was flush against his chest. The new angle caused you to cry out loud, Younghoon smirking as he hurried his face in your shoulder. “My baby feel good?”
You nod your head, crying out babbles of agreement. Your words were unintelligible, but it was good enough for him. His lips littered soft kisses against your neck and shoulder, a contrast to the harshness of his hips. And sure enough, just as he predicted, he was unraveling way too fast for his liking.
His hand came to rub your clit to push you that final step over the edge, the feeling of your walls tightening even more only helping to milk him. Your moans became gasping breaths, and your head lolled back against his shoulder. His other hand came to rub your thighs gently, suspecting you were worn out after such a long day.
“My pretty baby did so well for me, but you still haven’t said sorry for being such a brat to me today,” Younghoon whispered before pressing a gentle kiss to the side of your head.
“‘M sorry, I love you,” Your voice sounded drunk, and Younghoon couldn’t help but still. You felt him become stiff behind you and let out a frustrated sigh. He was still inside you, so it wasn’t like he could run away so easy, but you also didn’t intend to let your feelings loose so suddenly.
“That was not how I fucking planned on telling you,” You muttered, angry at yourself. You let out another sigh, but then your breath caught in your throat as Younghoon’s hand wrapped around your neck. He turned your head for better access, then he pressed his lips against yours firmly.
He didn’t need to say it back. You could feel it. He loved you too.
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To Die For
Summary: Your life had never known stability or the feeling of safety in it ever. But green eyes seem to I've you everything you've been missing. And you wonder, if they're something worth living for or dying for.
Pairing: Wanda x Reader
Genre/Warnings: Fluff (canon violence, cussing, blood, gun usage, mention of alcohol, alcohol consumption)
Word Count: 6.9k
A/N: I'm alive! I've had an incredibly busy last two weeks but I was able to squeeze this fic in with some free moments that I had. These next few months will be busy as well, so fics will be turning out slowly but they'll be turning out! 😂 So, here's Chapter 14 of AOP. Happy Reading everyone! 💕
*please do not repost or translate my material or claim as yours. reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated!*
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Your knee bounces on top of your leg as your pen keeps a constant rhythm against your notepad. The supposed general of this guerilla group that’s being targeted with HYDRA weaponry by the corrupt government drones on in the background. Finishing the lines on the scribble you’ve been working on, you glance up at Nat. She flicks her eyes to the projecting screen and you sigh, looking at the routes you’ve already memorized.
The guards that stand around the room are growing antsy with the length of the meeting, feet aching in old boots as they try to keep tired eyes on all of you. Though the Avengers had never had run-ins with them, they sure had run-ins with the U.S. government. Some shadowy deals during a tumultuous time brought this now corrupt government into power and now anyone who looks American has a few extra eyes on them with some hidden grudges.
“I don’t see why you can’t just drop your bombs that your military is always raving about?” You glance up at the voice coming from a sitting lieutenant, his eyes boring holes into Steve, the American poster boy.
Steve sits up straighter with a frown, you know he didn’t want to be that poster boy but the name “Captain America”, it was impossible not to be. You lean forward and slide your pen behind your ear,
“Total war with them isn’t exactly one of your little guerilla play fights. Though, maybe if your soldiers handled their alcohol better…” you glance at the sweating and swaying guards around the room. You remember seeing them puking and falling over each other early this morning when you went to meet Sam for a run.
“That one’s awfully mouthy, aren’t they?” The Lieutenant cackles and slams his hand against another soldier’s chest, “We know who you all are and what you do and who you do it for. So how about you keep quiet about things you don’t know.”
Wanda closes her notebook quietly, clearing her throat, “We can’t follow you blindly. We’re partners here, so can we act like that?”
The lieutenant’s dark eyes flash to Wanda, a glint in them that causes your fists to clench tightly. She notices, her hand reaching out and subtly resting on your thigh. You let out a slow sigh, eyes locked on the lieutenant as he scowls.
“Why don’t you go brew some curses and fly around on your broomstick, witch? Don’t talk when you haven’t got a clue.”
You slam your notepad down now, your pen flying across the room and nearly hit one of the soldiers. Standing quickly, the chair you were sitting in flies out from you and crashes into the wall behind you. You dig your finger down into the table,
“Know what, asshole? Just realized I don’t give a damn about this little truce. And I certainly don’t give a damn about you.”
As you talk, you make your way around the table, hearing the adjustments of rifles as you get closer to the Lieutenant. He doesn’t back down though and wave for you to get shot. He stands up, meeting you as you reach him and preparing to take the first swing. Glaring him down, you hear the squeaking of wheels and then a hand presses against your shoulder.
“Alright you two. That’s enough,” Steve tries to push you away but you stay locked where you are, not letting this asshole get away with what he said.
“No, let them take it outside,” Nat says, flipping through her notes without a second glance at the excitement. At the thickening silence, her green eyes glance up and you watch them roll, “Trust me.”
Nat knows the culture here. You don’t back away from insulting words and walk away with your tail between your legs. You fight against them and whether or not you win, you gain respect. Both you and Nat know that respect is what’s needed right now and you glance at Wanda. She rolls her eyes, knowing you’re not really asking for permission to defend her honor, she doesn’t need your help. But she grins softly, picking up a brow in an intrigued stare and you can feel a warmth growing inside your chest.
“When I’m done with you,” you point at the Lieutenant, “You’re going to apologize to the lady,”
His laugh follows after you through the backdoor as you rip off your button down and trudge through the light snow that appeared overnight. It’s been cleared with some shovels and the afternoon sun, leaving behind slippery mud as you step into the makeshift ring that’s been made for occasions like this.
Soldiers are staring as the Lieutenant carefully takes off his uniformed shirt with clanging medals, the higher ranks never stepped foot into this ring. But there he is, fists covering his face and eagerly taking the first swing.
You grimace against his punches, knuckles hitting just right between your ribs. He’s slow but his hits cause even you some pain. Ducking below a swing meant for your jaw, you carefully catch on to his rhythm. Swings catch nothing but empty air as you dodge around him. A crowd has gathered, Nat squeezing past the yells of encouragement for the Lieutenant and curses towards you. Glancing to the side, you notice Nat slip some cash to the bet taker and you scoff, wondering if she’s betting on you.
Clenching yourself, you narrowly dodge the fist meant to knock you out and you spin around. The mud swings you around faster than normal as your foot slams into the Lieutenant’s knee. You stumble and in your moment of weakness, he lunges for you. Mud shoots out from underneath you as you're slammed into the ground but he loses his grip on you as you slam your mud covered hand against his face.
Squirming out from his knee that pins into your hip, you clamber behind him and wrap yourself around him. Legs lock around his waist as your arms lock around his neck, and you squeeze hard. Panting as you push his head forward, pressing him further into your arm, slowly you lean forward.
“Had enough?”
He snarls, trying to flip you off of him but you jerk your arm back, listening to his gag as he topples over into the mud. Any air he tries to breathe, it’ll be mixed with it. He knows it's only a matter of time before he passes out and you’re not letting him go until he’s gone limp. With a moment to think as his vision starts to close, you watch his hand rise and then tap against your arm.
You release immediately, clambering up to your feet in case some of the soldiers decide to come to his honor this time. Instead, nothing happens. They all stare with wide eyes that you’ve beaten the Lieutenant and that’s when you watch the General step forward through the crowd.
He glances down at his bloodied right hand man and then to you. You wait for him to kick you off the base but instead, you listen to a laugh come out that echoes without walls. The rest of the soldiers start to holler and whoop as the Lieutenant is helped to his feet.
“You’ve got a hard swing,”
You chuckle and rub against an aching spot on chin, “I’d call that a team bonding experience,” you reach out and take his hand for a shake, “As soon as you apologize to the lady,”
You glance over at Wanda who gives a small grin, a sparkle in her eye as she looks at you.
“Don’t hold it against me, ma’am. We’re a bit frightened of your powers but we know you’re needed. Just glad you’re on our side.”
He limps off to the infirmary as you graciously take a canteen of water from one of the soldiers. Wanda takes your discarded button down and gently pats away the blood from your split eyebrow, “Don’t be turning into a knight in shining armor, Y/N. I like battle worn armor.”
Her shoulder bumps into yours and you glance at her, curious with that glow in her stare, beckoning you to stay close. You oblige as you follow her for a short while while she walks through the base and you look around at the street signs, trying to figure out where you’re going.
Groups of soldiers are walking around, others run past and yell out cadence as they train while the two of you stick out like a sore thumb. Lengthening your steps, you fall into step with Wanda and you glance at her.
“The night before the mission and you want to get plastered?” you look up at the base’s bar that you’re heading towards, “You should’ve invited Sam.”
Wanda looks at you, “If I wanted to get drunk I would’ve brought him. But I’d like to remember tonight.”
An old, neon lit sign marks the building for all to see. You glance at the slightly buzzing sign and see the name of the band who’s playing tonight. Letting out a quiet hum, you’re surprised to see such a popular group coming to this little base. You’d seen posters lining through the city for their stadium tour, they must’ve added this without much notice to the government.
“Hey, since I fought for your honor, I get a free beer right?” You ask as you open the door to the sound of bustling conversations and strumming instruments.
Wanda sighs and pokes at the bruise on your chin, causing you to jolt away but you’re quickly following her, “I should be getting that beer for you not letting me take care of my honor.”
You chuckle, pulling out a seat at one of the few empty tables and waiting for her to sit, “I have to keep up with your magic. My super strength is boring.”
“Oh, yes, so boring. I yawned when you flipped that car with Johnson in it before he sped away.”
Settling down into the chair across from her, you grin, “It was nothing.”
“I’m not stroking your ego with this fake humbleness,” Wanda tilts her head slightly, “But it was something,”
You hold up your hand as a waiter walks by, “Get this woman whatever she wants,” you slide out your wallet and flick up your card between your fingers, “And put it on my tab,”
The evening turns into night and the lights inside the bar dim, only a few moments of colored bulbs as the band takes the stage. It’s a calm setting, no one running up to the stage or loud cheering. Everyone inside is there for a relaxing time and you sink down into your seat as you slowly turn your beer against its coaster.
Your eyes had been watching the band for a bit as the music was swelling around you, but they always seemed to fall away. They’d find their way back across the table that your beer sat on. On a redhead who’s own eyes were constantly falling away. The first few times your eyes fell on each other, they snapped quickly back to the guitar player. Your cheeks burning in the darkness as you quickly sipped from your drink.
But every few moments, you’d find yourself staring into those dark green eyes and wishing you never had to look away from them. Taking in a slow breath as you unclench your fist that hid beside your thigh, you decide it’s been long enough. You swung punches for this woman, risked your life on multiple occasions, why can’t you just look at her.
To watch the way her nose scrunches when the lead singer tells a joke. How she whispers to herself as she translates the words to herself, her lips moving nearly imperceptibly. Her fingers keeping the beat along with the foot of her crossed leg, remembering how they felt against your skin.
Your eyes follow over every curve and line on her face, finding each one as interesting as the last. The world seems to melt away as you watch her hair fall over her shoulder as she turns. Then those green eyes look at you and this time, neither of you snap away.
“You’re staring,” Wanda says after a long moment of her eyes running along your face and a grin resting on her lips.
“Am I?” you ask, sarcasm dripping from your grin,
Wanda leans back into her seat, “Do I have a hair out of place? Some mud on my shirt from you flinging it around?”
You nod slowly, “I didn’t know how to tell you.”
She grins wider and you feel the corners of your eyes crinkle as yours spreads against your face.
“What do you think?” she asks, eyeing the dancers and people walking around all of the decorations.
You shrug, “It’s a bit boring and drab, you know?”
Her laugh makes its way through the music and comes in clear as day, as if she’s sitting right next to you. Clearing your throat, you have a passing thought as you wish that she was.
“You’re still staring,”
“So are you,” you lean forward and rest your arms on the table, your eyes finally flicking away from Wanda and towards the dance floor. There’s a few couples that dance around, not crowded and plenty of space, “Come on. We’re gonna dance.”
“Dance?” Wanda shakes her head as you stand and wipe away the dry mug from your shirt, “No, I remember clearly that you don’t dance. You’re too cool for that.”
You hold out your hand, “Things change don’t they?”
She eyes your hand, not shaking though your body is filled with electricity, “Do they?”
With a grin, you wave her to come with you, “Well, we’re certainly going to find out.”
Her cool hand rests in yours and you pull her up to her feet slowly, letting out a quiet breath as you try to calm your racing heart. The walk is short but you have time for a billion thoughts to race through your head. Thoughts to try and remind yourself how to dance, others trying to determine how tight of a grip you should have on Wanda’s hand, if you had locked your room door or not.
But you raise her hand as you turn on the balls of your feet, raising your brows as Wanda steps up to you. Pulling her raised hand a little, she steps even closer. Lowering your arm, her hand rests on your back and she glances up at you. You grin as your feet move perfectly with each other, not a single glance to see if you’re about to step on her toes.
Every second is dedicated to her and she grins and you wonder if she’s heard what you’re thinking. Memorizing the way the lights shine against her eyes and how they glow up at you. The soft wrinkles on her face that almost disappeared when she slept. All the nights you nearly reached out to trace them on missions as nothing more than teammates, as friends.
As you raise your hand and twist your wrist slowly, sending her into a soft spin, you wonder if she’s had those thoughts. And as she comes around the turn, you hope that she has.
Her feet face you again and you pull against each other, stepping even closer than before. Your bodies press against each other now, her warm breath rushing along the top of your shirt as you watch her eyes drop down to your lips.
“What’s the matter?” you whisper, thumb grazing along her hip, “I’ve been practicing.”
“Well, for one, you smell,” she chuckles but you feel her grip tighten against your belt loops, “And I don’t think I’ve gone this long without hearing you complain.”
You grin, “Me, either. Are we… there’s nothing wrong with enjoying this?”
She hums quietly as the ballad continues beyond this two foot world, her head resting along your shoulder as goosebumps run down your neck. You lift her hand again and she finds its resting place on your neck, as though she’d done this so many times before. Your hand rests on her arm, feeling how soft her skin is along your fingertips. As she hums against you, the vibration in her chest filling yours, you only hope that things have changed.
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Adjusting the body armor you have on, you put your pistol back in your holster after finally clearing one of the last rooms you were assigned. You glance over as Wanda lets out a quiet sneeze. You chuckle quietly, her eyes flicking to you with a quiet warning to not say anything about it. The whole building is under construction, it’s old, dusty and practically coming apart.
“When you meant battle worn armor, I was hoping you meant armor that actually fit.”
Wanda sighs and walks down to the final door, “Can’t even go a day without a complaint.”
You let out a scoff, “Me complain? Who was complaining when I cleaned the coffee spoon?”
She whips around as a red missile slams open the door, her energy glowing from her hands as she steps into the dark and windowless room, “You cleaned it with your mouth!”
“I thought you were done!” you call after her, flipping plastic off of brand new, shining equipment. You clench your brows, intrigued how such expensive and new equipment conveniently ended up somewhere so moldy and musty.
Wanda leans against the exit door and crosses her arms, a finger flicking upwards as the remaining lights flicker on, “You know I have two cups a day. I hadn’t even finished my first.”
You roll your eyes and whisper as you pass her, “I ate the rest of your chips,”
Her gasp fills the quiet room as you grin at her, a shiver running through your body as you reach out for the door. Before Wanda can accuse you of all the other snacks of hers that have gone missing, you go to push open the door.
There’s a soft click and you freeze. You wait for an explosion or an alarm to start blaring but nothing happens. Wrapping your hand around the door knob, you shimmy it but it stays shut and doesn’t give a single millimeter of movement. Instead, you hear another click and then the sound of an almost silent fan.
Clenching your brows, you glance over to the vents and make your way over with slow steps. There’s a nearly clear cloud working its way out, a yellowish tint when it comes into contact with the light. The fan inside the vents starts to pick up speed now and you try to peer inside to see if there’s a canister you can rip out.
“Y/N, do you hear that?”
“I smell it,” you grunt, the room filling with a growing mustiness as you feel a tickle in your throat. You start to feel a tickle in your throat, “We gotta think of something.”
You ram full speed into one of the doors but it doesn’t budge. Your foot slams over and over into the door, but all it does is make a dent in the door.
“What are these doors made of?” you grunt and try to rip it off its hinges.
“Y/N!” Wanda shouts for you and you turn quickly, covering your face with your shirt as you start to tear off the body armor and drop it at your feet. You follow where she’s pointing with your eyes and see that there’s scaffolding in the room. Following it up, you can see a window that hadn’t been covered.
Jogging over without a question of if the scaffolding is steady to be climbed on, Wanda follows close behind you as you press your back against the metal. Interlocking your fingers, Wanda presses her boot into them as she steadies herself with a hand on your shoulder. Glancing up from her grasp, her eyes find yours and you feel her fingers wrap tighter around you.
“Wanda?” you whisper, feeling her other hand skim along your neck
“Yeah,” she whispers back, her other boot pressing against your thigh.
You grin, “We have to get out of here first if we want to laugh about this later.”
Her lips slowly turn upward, “I should start climbing.”
Grunting as you slowly and carefully lift her up until she’s able to grasp the metal railings, you step back and watch her swing her leg over, “You know, I could’ve just done this?”
As you clench your thighs to try and get as high up on the scaffold as you can get, you feel your body get wrapped in a warm embrace. You try to grab onto something as your stomach flips and you try to swim towards the railing.
“You should get better at reminding me that you have magic. Cause,” you grab hold of the rail with a grunt and feel your feet slowly float to solid ground, “You are exhausting to lift.”
Hopping up and over, you land next to Wanda with only the soft creaking of wood between you. Her eyes are locked on yours, breath hitched when you both see how close you’ve landed to her. Her finger jumping up and just skimming your hand, your eyes falling to her parted lips for a fleeting moment. You can feel yourself start to lean forward onto your toes as Wanda lets out a quiet sigh.
You pause before you can act on this moment, to see if there’s anything behind this pull you have towards her or if this is just an incredibly long case of getting rid of pent up emotions with no strings attached. You feel a grin rise at the corner of your lips, you know that’s not it. As you start to tilt your head, fingers reaching out to her jacket, a sound gets your heart pounding.
Your shoulder bumps into Wanda, your hand gripping your pistol as you glance back at her. Her glowing red eyes are already looking at you, the sound of bullets growing louder. There’s yells and crashing coming from the other room and the sound of pounding against a wall. You pull out your pistol, stepping slowly in front of Wanda as you sneak forward. Drywall explodes out and you flick the safety off and wait until you can see what you’re shooting to wrap your finger around that trigger.
Coughing comes from the dust as it starts to settle and you stand up straight, watching Nat and Steve run through the plastered over door. Nat swings herself around the hole into cover, peeking out as Steve waves the two of you off of the scaffolding.
“This whole place is getting ambushed. We gotta move!” he tells you as Nat starts to fire out of the room.
Steve waves you towards the exit that’s a floor down and through the main entrance. Satisfied that the two of you will get out of here just fine, he takes Nat to work down the halls. You follow after them for a moment, trying to find a safe way down to the main entrance. It’s quick work, the majority of the enemies’ attention is on the guerilla soldiers, you’re not even sure if they know you guys are here.
And they never do. With a few quiet shots and knife slices there and a few of Nat’s leg wrapping knockouts here, you work towards a broken office window that overlooks the foyer of the main entrance. Peeking over, you can see a wooden scaffolding below and old building equipment littering the planks and the floor below.
You scoff, wondering how long Hydra was planning on fixing this place up and when they gave up. Still, with all this new equipment, it must just be used as a storage area. The scaffolding looks shaky just from the rotted wooden planks and you try to figure out where to land.
You’ll have to carefully place your feet to make sure it doesn’t collapse and give away your position. The bullets have quieted now and hopefully the soldiers are sneaking away but Hydra doesn't need to know where you are. And the government here and at home, also don’t need to know.
“We’ll start clearing the way down there,” Nat tells you, climbing through the window and dropping down. There’s a small creak but Steve follows after her without fear. There’s a small swaying but everything stays together as they climb down safely. They look around, waving for you and Wanda to come down as they go peek down the hallways.
“Come on,” you say and clamber through the window. You land on the wood perfectly, grunting at the impact but freeze immediately. Something’s not right.
A creak didn’t follow your landing but a snap. Twisting yourself to look up at the window without moving your feet, you hold out your hand, “Wanda, wait!”
She’s already out the window and landing next to you by the time your words leave your mouth. The crack echoes out loudly through the room and the entire scaffolding collapses under you. You reach out to try and grab Wanda but everything happens too quickly as you try and suck in a deep breath before it gets knocked from your lungs.
Wanda’s yell follows you down and as you smack against the floor, pain explodes through your stomach and shoulder. You know you hit hard on your shoulder when you instinctively tried to reach onto Wanda but you don’t know why your stomach is burning, much more than just losing your breath.
Glancing down, you see something that wasn’t there previously, sticking out of you. Through your hazy eyesight and nausea, you make out the shape of a rebar sticking out of your abdomen.
“Fuck!” you yell and suck in a breath, your hands shaking against the warmth spreading along your shirt, You groan, knowing you shouldn’t have taken off the armor.
Wanda quickly picks herself up from the rough fall she still had and clambers over to you as she falls to her knees. You hear yelling coming from behind her and watch through tears of pain at the door behind her trying to cave in. The crash of the scaffolding and your yell was probably heard through the building and it’s exactly where the enemy is running towards. Nat grabs Steve and shoves him towards the other door to stop the flanking position, yelling at you to keep breathing.
“What do I do?” Wanda asks frantically, not knowing what injury to look at first.
“Move,” you groan out, your arm falling limp and fingers trying to wrap around the grip of your gun.
Wanda can’t hear your tortured breaths and leans forward, “What?”
“Move!” you shove her aside against the pain and bring your only working arm up with your gun. The gun breaks down and two soldier’s come barging in. You pray to the adrenaline gods as you quickly aim down the sights and the world slows down, letting you watch them raise their rifles and see the yells that escape their mouths.
The first bullet hits right on its mark and the soldier falls against his buddy that got knocked with Cap’s shield. Nat takes out the other two coming in that stare in horror as a large group of their friends get slammed into the wall by a wave of red. You watch the last two slump as the world comes back to speed. Wanda gets back to you, shaking and huffing.
Nat kneels next to you and stares down at your bleeding abdomen, trying to figure out if she can move you. Taking in a slow breath, she nods and tries to ignore your sputtering breaths.
“Two birds with one stone,” she points to Wanda, “Grab their shoulder,”
She quickly instructs Wanda where to grab and how much force to shove against the limb to get it back into working order. Wanda looks at you, trying to keep your breathing controlled and to focus on anything but the slow, pain pulsating through you.
You nod, “Just do it,” And in one quick motion, as if she’s done it a million times, she pops it back in with only a small yelp from you.
“Alright,” Nat wipes your blood on her pants, “I need you to help me pick them up,”
“What?” Wanda nearly yells and stares at the stick of metal sticking out of you.
“We can’t leave them here, Wanda,” they lower their voices to whispers, trying not to let you in on their plan.
In a quiet count to each other, you clench your teeth as they start to pull your arms and your body follows with a warm embrace. You feel it slide out of your body and so does the scream that you try to hold in. Nat lets go of your arm as Wanda’s magic slowly settles you on your feet and holds you steady as you find your footing. It feels like something is missing from your body and from the haziness in your head, you know you’ve lost a lot of blood.
You hobble forward, swaying as you press against the wound, Wanda’s hands glowing as she tries to keep you steady. The pain is exploding through your body with each step that you take, bringing tears to your already blurry vision. You hold your hands against the warm blood oozing its way out of you.
“We need to go,” you groan out, you nearly tip forward as you push Nat ahead, “Scout ahead. Together. Please.”
The main exit you were looking at is barricaded on the other side, you’re going to need a side exit and you’re going to need to find it fast. Wanda lingers for a second but soon follows the Black Widow after putting your pistol back into your bloody hand. Her green eyes stare at you for a moment as she cocks the gun and your hand wraps around hers and the grip.
“Super strength, remember?” you breathe out carefully, as you try to grin “Keeping up with your magic. Go, please.”
Though her eyes flick down to your lips, it’s not the time. Both of you are thinking the same thing, you don’t have to read minds to know. And she’s not giving this moment any chance of being a last moment. You follow after them, dragging yourself down the hallway with groans and huffs. You learn against a doorway, pressing a bloody hand against the white hot pain. The blood doesn’t want to stop. Sliding forward, you watch as the blood from your hand leaves a long streak along the wall.
You let out a heavy breath and lean against a desk as you follow the open doors that the two women are leaving as a trail for you. You can’t climb over the old dusty desks and equipment in the hallway, you have to snake through and around the offices.
Glancing up, you realize you must’ve rested for longer than you intended as you watch Wanda jog back into the room. She carefully helps you down to the ground and you grip her arm tightly. You want to protest, to tell her that you all need to get out of here but only grunts are forming from your mouth.
“Nat sent me back, we can’t find Steve,” she whispers and stops from continuing forward when she hears footsteps. She leaves without a word and you try to reach out for her and fail miserably as you catch yourself before you topple over.
You lean against the desk as you hear a door being kicked open. Your heart is pounding, which isn’t helping how fast the blood is escaping your body but you try to climb up to your knees. Trying to get up to protect Wanda from whoever has decided to join the party but you can’t lift yourself up.
“I know you’re in here. Make it easy on yourself,” the soldier calls out, his boots hitting the ground softly.
Taking three quick breaths, you lean out to pop a shot towards his head and end this. Instead, he fires his shotgun at the first thing that moves, forcing you to fall back into the cover of the desk. He’s standing his ground, ready to fire the second he sees any movement from this area. Breathing in carefully, you mutter for him to take a step closer. You’ll fight him to the ground, you have enough strength left. Keep him busy so Wanda can make it out of the room.
But Wanda has other ideas. You hear her yell and you peek out from the corner to see what the hell she’s doing. She jumps out from behind a desk, red glowing from her hands as she forces the soldier down to the ground. She sinks the blade of the knife she stole from your boot into his shoulder, her aim slightly off from ending the fight.
You try to quickly aim at him as Wanda is flipped off of him and she stumbles into a folder cabinet. Letting out a grunt as you pull back the trigger and you feel the recoil rush through your entire body, you collapse to the ground.
A second soldier comes running as you hit the ground, trying to pick up your hand to aim and empty the clip in your gun. Your head is heavy and any thought takes so much extra effort and time. You can’t see straight and your arm shakes as you try to lift the gun up to anywhere near where the soldier is. He doesn’t notice you though, all of his attention is on firing at the witch in the room. Wanda blocks his bullets that are trying to catch her as he gets closer and closer.
Your bloody hand slips off the desk trying to get up as he ducks behind a half wall and avoids Wanda’s magic. He chucks folders and a chair at her, distracting her as she quickly blocks away the objects that could turn fatal and then takes the opportunity to lunge.
“Get away!” you yell and slip against the wooden desk again.
He swings his arm and connects his gun with her face. She falls with a yell and in a moment of perfect connection, you slide your pistol across the ground as you faceplant it on the thin, carpeted floor. Wanda grabs it as the soldier raises the butt of his rifle above his head and you hear the holy sound of gunfire.
You watch as five quick explosions come from the barrel. The man falls next to her as Wanda stares up at the ceiling, quick breaths escaping and entering her lungs. You both are frozen for a moment, your body trying to keep you still and Wanda trying to stop the flashes of her life in front of her.
Wanda quickly gets up to her feet and runs to you. With more thought to get you out fast instead of babying your injury, she helps you to your feet against your painful yells. Instinctively, your bloody hand touches the swelling cut on her cheek.
“You’re hurt,”
She slaps your hand away, “I’m not bleeding out, Y/N. Focus, please!” Your feet are starting to drag and you lean against a filing cabinet, trying to catch a breath.
“Come on, Y/N. You really gotta start moving,” she waves at you to move your feet now that the hallway is empty and clear. The last thing you all need is for the hallway to get filled with soldiers again.
“I got it, go,” you shove her forward and take a few steps before leaning against an overturned desk. Your blood is staining the wood as Wanda jogs down the hallway towards the back exit.
“Come on!” she yells at you, glancing around for more soldiers to ruin the party.
You take a step and another, each one worse than the last. Wanda has opened the door, the bright light almost blinding as you lean against a pile of wood for another rest. You can barely breathe without having excruciating pain explode through you. You cough and cringe from the burning feeling coming from inside of you.
Wanda grabs your arm, scaring you as you nearly thought about resting your face on the planks of wood, and starts to put it over her shoulder. You push her forward and stumble slightly, you don’t want her to be slowed down because of you.
“Let’s go, Y/N. Walk!” she orders, her voice cracking slightly as she jogs to the exit to make sure the coast is clear.
You stumble forward, taking slow and careful steps. She keeps watch, staring out the door as you make your way so slowly to her. The pain becomes a numbing sensation but your vision is going out. You can barely keep yourself upright and you probably look like you’re at death’s door right now.
“Okay, it’s clear. Come on.” She tells you.
Your body and mind work together, to try and get all of your limbs working, but you continue to stumble over your own feet. You fall with a grunt and through the blinding light, Wanda comes sprinting towards you.
“Come on. We need to go,” she tells you and starts to drag you to the door faster than you would like, but you know time is of the essence.
You fall against the door to catch your breath but she keeps moving. Shoving you out the door and letting you stumble out into the crisp air by yourself. Winter was holding on for far too long this year. You can hear the screeching of tires and the rumbling of engines, this isn’t good.
“Y/N!” you stop, staggering back towards the building and turn yourself around slowly.
You groan and press your hand against your side, eyeing the scene in front of you carefully. Wanda is gripping Strucker’s sleeve, looking at the guns pointing towards her. Strucker grins at you, flicking the safety of his gun off. Without losing eye contact, you pull back the chamber and ready your rifle. Thankful to still have it but knowing that your spine was not happy to land partially on it.
Strucker’s jaw clenches slightly as you put his puny head between your sights.
“Now, Y/N. You shoot me and my comrades shoot you. But who will save your friend?”
You growl and step forward, willing every last ounce of strength to keep you steady, “Let her go.”
“No,” he smiles at you.
“Let. Her. Go.” you grip the rifle tighter, not a single quiver or falter in your movements. You’ll kill him and everyone pointing guns at you right now. You don’t care how long this stand off lasts.
Struckers presses the gun against Wanda’s head, you watch as she clenches against his sleeve tighter. She’s trying to figure out how to get out of this situation. If she knocks him back with magic, his guards are going to fill you with lead. And she knows, the way you’re staring at her, she couldn’t save both of you and get Strucker.
“The rifle please.” Strucker’s brows raise as his accent sends the rest of your blood boiling, “We don’t need more bloodshed, Y/N.”
You hesitate as you look around. Strucker sighs and nods his head. You hear the steps too late and feel your knee give out with a strike and then the butt of a gun cracking against your face. You’re restrained easily in your weakened state and you swallow carefully against the metal blade that presses against your throat.
“Y/N!” Wanda yells but shuts up with a yelp when Struckers pulls her hair.
“Stop!” you yell and hold up your hands, “Fucking stop!”
“Shame to see you’ve really fallen into this hero gig,” he slides the gun down Wanda’s face with a small grin, “Where’s the missing folder?”
You stare at him, replaying the memory of you bloodied and beaten and handing off a bent manila folder to Yelena. Years ago, before you were taken back into Hydra’s grasp and reconditioned. They were plans you had stolen from Hydra but there’s something gnawing in your brain. They filled the blanks of their plans without that folder. You know they did.
“I gave it to you,”
Strucker sighs, “I’m going to count to ten. And you’re going to tell me who you gave it to.”
You glare at him, wincing as the blade digs into your throat further and a jolt of pain comes from your stomach.
“Or she dies.”
Strucker watches with amusement as your eyes widen, trying to go back to that day. A dreadful day where you were strapped to a chair. Endless questions. You couldn’t have given up Yelena, she wouldn’t be here if you had. You clench your eyes, trying to bring back such a hazy memory.
A gunshot echoes out and you flick your eyes open to the bullethole that’s now in the ground. Wanda screams as you lunge forward, ignoring the pain and warmth of blood that runs down your throat now.
“Do you think I’m playing around!”
Four guys grab you now, surprised by this sudden bout of strength and one slams their baton onto the bloody spot on your shirt. You scream, leaning over in pain as you gag and the metallic taste coats your tongue, “You son of a bitch!”
Strucker is yelling, trying to get you to tell him where the plans are. Where the weapon is and to give it to him. The prototype, you know where it is. Where it was hidden.
“Wanda, look at me. Wanda. Stay with me” you glance away from Strucker to Wanda, silent tears streaming down her face. You glare at him, “I’m going to kill you, I swear to god!”
“Eight!”
You try to fight the tight grasps on your wrists, “Stop! Jesus, look just stop! And I promise you, I will help you find whatever you want!”
“Nine!”
“Please, don’t do this. Listen to me. I will help you. No contract. No payment. Just please. Leave her out of this. She’s done nothing!”
Stucker just glares at you, the tip of the gun still pressed against Wanda’s head. You shake your head, “Please, no,” hot tears run down your face, “No.”
There’s no hesitation, no thought. “Ten,” And the gunshot beats your screams.
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I'm Still On That Rolling Stone Shoot
Because sometimes, closets suck no matter how golden they are.
I loved @kanmom51 's post about this shoot last night and reposted it here but I COULD NOT STOP THINKING SO HERE WE ARE.
The photoshoot, in case you're a baby ARMY or missed it, was for BTS' Rolling Stone cover last year and the actual shot they were working on was from this set:
And we got the right side of the above video first. Cute lil jikook just jikooking, no big deal. I could be wrong, but I think the video above was taken between shots that were meant to be more than the single pic on the couch above - and WE DON'T HAVE OTHER STILLS THAT I CAN FIND from this part of the shoot. If you have other published ones, hit me with 'em. I want the full set.
Because now Memories 2021 has been released online and arrived at a mailbox or two and Peaches got to work (wisely not translating a damn thing this year, GOOD FOR HER) and THIS HAPPENED
Kids, this is not a gay-panicky little Koo like we have seen in years past.
This man has been warned to move his tattooed, ring-finger-bared hand, out of frame or at least out of view. AND HE IS PISSED OFF.
And I took screen shots. Hi, Hobi in the blue shirt! Hey, Taehyung totally off camera on the couch!
Everything was fine until that second, when someone - maybe Jimin, but possibly off-camera - told Koo to change position, I think. He was literally JUST TALKING and ...
"...oh here we go with the homophobic bullshit AGAIN..." he seems to be thinking.
Say what you want about Jeon Jungkook but he usually does what Jeon Jungkook wants, goddammit, unless or until his job or his man puts on the brakes.
He cannot believe the audacity. Tell a grown ass free human to unhand his own spouse, what kind of heinous fuckery is this? He no longer wants to even LIVE IN THIS UNFAIR WORLD /yoongi AND HE IS DISPLEASED.
Not scared. Not "oopsie". This is Rage Against The Homophobia Machine Koo and we have seen it before, albeit usually a bit more defiant and less "oh FML I hate my job today".
So he moves his hand. As directed. But he is NOT happy about it and he does not care who knows.
Now, remember, this is a very short clip. Five seconds. So what I am doing here is essentially expression and movement analysis and what you want to do, as soon as you can, is WATCH ORIGINAL CONTENT FOR TRUTH AND CONTEXT. Got it? We do that in this house because we are not insane shippers who have to make up things. As soon as the code hits my mailbox I will publish the entire segment so we can all see it together. Until then, this is what we have.
Now, Jimin is also annoyed, make no mistake. But he has two advantages here that JeiKei does not. One is camera angle - Jimin has a 90-degree angle to play with and it turns into a near 140 away from the camera. I think he went that way because of 2) his facial control.
Which even he was losing. Normally Jimin's face never changes. Major reactions during actual posed shoots are unusual for him, but look at their posture. AND LOOK AT JEIKEI'S FACE.
Jiminie's gotta be feeling the tension from Jungkook. He is not unaware that his man is MAD. I mean, it's fast, but I promise you, whoever is behind those cameras is well aware.
We got the pout. We have a full on side eye. We have malicious compliance.
And we have the gayest eye roll I have seen in a minute, as he flips that hand SO WE STILL SEE THE TATTOOS.
Jimin obliges by adjusting, but Jungkook is a professional model as well as a professional everything else. Nobody in BTS is ignorant of light, angle or pose in a shoot. They all know exactly what to do to get the shot they want.
But they are also human. Not robots, not objects, not pretty chess pieces on a board. They're men. And two of those men have had just about enough of being told how much they can show. One of them in particular, in this moment, is OVER THIS CLOSETED SHIT. Praise Jesus for a Hobi knee, the man needs a headrest.
I don't know when, or if, they'll ever be able to come out, entirely. But this is one time when the closet walls appear to be feeling just a little too tight.
#memories 2021#jungkook#jimin#rage against the homophobia machine#the jeon parks#the jeon half mostly#jikook#also a whole park jimin exists#jikook just jikooking nbd#kookmin#jeon parks jeonparking#jeon park house elves how we doin#hand tats and ring placement#the gayest eye roll i've seen in a minute#rolling stone interview#2021 rolling stone photo shoot#we got video but not enough
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WARNING 18+ ONLY {minors DNI}
[Daydreaming]
(A/N Reposting this from ao3 first fic I have written in ages, Freddie Stroma will be the death of me, this show isn’t that great but he is so hot hot hot hot hot in it🔥)
(Pairing)
Jake Martin x Female reader
(Summary)
For five months now you have noticed every little detail about Jake, a NASCAR racer and all round pain in the ass who has got so under your skin like a deep itch that desperately needed scratching.
Especially seeing that today he is wearing a shirt of your favourite colour almost as if he knows you will spend the rest of your time at work day dreaming about it because the crush you had on the guy was becoming dangerously close to bubbling to the surface.
Could today be the day you either embarrassed yourself in front of him or you finally admitted your feelings whilst inadvertently doing something about it?
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8k+
(Warnings)
Fluff and angst, cute Jake, everyone ruining the moment, hook up at the end, Jake loves oral (giving), cute smut, happy ending , WARNING 18+ ONLY {minors DNI}
Entering the large garage from the side entrance you attempt to cradle your phone, large coffee and car keys all in one hand which was pretty dumb considering you had a whole other hand free to use.
Yet here you were running late because you slept through your alarm due to not being able to sleep when you was supposed to in the first place.
Meaning that this morning you couldn’t think straight hence the large coffee complete with extra shot and the not so subtle yawn that you had just tried to suppress with your spare hand.
Of course your boss Catherine notices as she gives you a pointed look whilst you move your hand away, but not before awkwardly waving at her like she was really far away not standing right in front of you.
“Morning Y/N, are you ok?“ Beth the curly haired office manager asks giving you a friendly smile but her eyes are looking at you with concern.
Got zero sleep last night.” You state holding up your large metal coffee mug after you had finally changed hands with you phone and keys.
You notice the smirk appear on Beth’s face as she steps closer to you asking not-so subtly
“Did someone around here finally get lucky!?
“Oh, no!” You yell both awkwardly and far too loudly making Catherine look back round at you as you catch Chuck and Amir watching you whilst both pulling equally amused faces.
“Ok, sweetie let’s get you to your desk Beth soothes with an encouraging smile that makes you roll your eyes once she looks away.
“Meeting someone would actually be fun” You mutter through lack of sleep especially seeing that it was thinking about someone in particular that had kept you up for so long last night in the first place.
“Don’t let Jake here you say that” States Beth with a laugh making you give her a confused look back.
“Why would Jake even care-“ “Oh, he cares Y/N.” Beth informs me with a firm nod aimed in your direction.
“Either way it’s been a long time.” You sigh sitting down at your desk instantly wondering why you had just said that out loud despite it being true.
“Since you’ve met someone?” Beth questions happily despite the statement needing sympathy instead of a wide smile courtesy of the office manager.
“Yes.” You confirm quietly explaining how you work all day and then go home, that’s all.
“Well someone needs to get out more and good old Beth is here to help!” The petite women grins excitedly which starts to instantly worry you. “No it’s-“
“More coffee Y/N?” Beth questions whilst cutting you off which was good in a way because you were seconds away from over sharing and it was way too early for that.
“Im good for now but will have to have a refill soon just to survive the rest of today.” You joke with a smile.
“On it.” Beth winks then she leaves you in the office alone with your thoughts the ones that had kept you up for hours.
Shaking your head firmly does little to clear your mind so instead you press the button to switch on the computer screen.
A bunch of emails greet you after signing into the network, reading them as the coffee your drinking gets to work on actually waking you up.
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Hearing a crash followed by loud laughter you spin round in your seat, and from the view point at your desk you spot Jake.
He was currently doubled over laughing as you watch the mechanics both Chuck and Amir yell at him in unison for clearly ruining something they had been working on.
Jake was the hit winning race car driver for Bobby Spencer’s team the very place you worked at usually spending your time trying to avoid him but he always managed to find you.
He’d been the very the reason why you had been laying in bed last night unable to fall back to sleep after a very interesting dream you had starring the guy in question which had woken you with a start.
You remember feeling hot all over, legs caught around your covers as you angrily kicked them off realising that you sounded breathless laying on your back shaking your head at the ceiling trying to ignore the fact you had just had a very delicious sex dream.
But the fact remained if Jake had that effect on you just by appearing in your dreams what would it be like if he was right there with you?
Finally looking away from Jake who was now talking to Kevin you try to ignore whatever was happening outside in the garage.
All because you needed to control your own thoughts and also how your pulse had increased which was troubling to say the least.
Instead your mind fully betrays you and not for the first time this morning as scenes from the dream you had about Jake reappear in full colour HD making you close your eyes trying to ignore the flashback but it was no good.
There you were in bed together under silky red covers Jake was on top of you his whole body pressed hard against yours whilst he gripped your hands placing them high above your head.
Wearing that sexy confident grin of his which you knew so well which was two parts confidence mixed with one part smugness his green eyes sparkling as he looks eager to pounce on you.
The scene skips ahead to you crying out in pleasure with your back arched against the bed whilst Jake was under the covers his head buried deep between your thighs.
Smiling to yourself you feel your body pulse in response to the fantasy because that was what always happened whenever you was around Jake it was ridiculous.
From the very moment that you met the driver, you knew two things one that he was very handsome and two that could instantly become a problem.
This job meant a lot to you from working a host of temp jobs none really ever worth mentioning to becoming a part of the Bobby Spencer team crew.
Whilst lost in your own sordid thoughts you fail to hear the footsteps behind you until hearing a familiar voice makes you practically jump out of your seat.
“Beth sent me in here with more coffee for you but it seems like you’ve had enough already.” Jake chuckles clearly noticing the reaction his voice had on you as you try to control the warm flush appearing suddenly across your face.
“Do not deprive me of coffee right now.” You groan with a shaky voice spinning round in your chair to receive the drink but instead you feel your eyes widen at what you see.
Of all the days Jake had to wear your favourite colour tee shirt he clearly chose today it was almost as if it was like a sign but you didn’t believe in things like that, well not until now.
Having watched Jake practically ever since you was introduced to him you were used to his wardrobe the tight jeans he wore alongside the fitted graphic tees usually vintage NASCAR ones that suited him so much it hurt you to look at him.
“Er, are you ok Y/N?” Jake asks breaking into your thoughts which were starting to get heated, again. “
“Yes. Why. What’s wrong?” You reply clearly caught out from checking out Jake making you sound like a robot with your punctured response to his question.
Jake just rewards you with a lazy grin that does little to extinguish the fire that you felt low in your stomach, watching you with his green eyes as he places the fresh coffee down in front of you.
“Do you want me to grab you anything to eat Y/N?”
“No, I’m good.” You shake you head instantly wishing this had all gone so much better as you add quietly to him “Thanks Jake.”
Rewarding you with one of his cutest smiles complete with dimples either side of his cheeks you find yourself grinning back at him like an idiot.
“Jake!” Yells Kevin from the garage making the guy in question look away from you as you not-so-subtly take another good look at his outfit for today.
Fitted warm yellow tee shirt which stretched across his firm chest and broad shoulders with one of his baseball caps always present atop his head whilst a couple of stray dirty blonde curls escaped at the sides.
But then your eyes dip down to his belt buckle, what looked like a black Camaro drawing attention to his dark blue jeans which clung to his thighs causing your eyes to round at the spectacle of him.
Jake forgets how to breathe suddenly when he spots that hungry look on your face which makes him bite his bottom lip as a cheeky smile spreads across his face.
“Eyes up here Y/N.” Jake chuckles in a low and deep voice.
Looking up quickly you see his green eyes sparkle at you mischievously making you look away defeated unable to reply to his comment.
You don’t notice the look that Jake gives you it is filled with longing and need but instead you have your head down trained on the carpeted floor counting to ten in your head.
“Earth to Jake!” Kevin hollers at his favourite driver whilst now standing in the office doorway waving his hands in annoyance.
“Ready to go boss!” Jake nods then looking back at you adds “See you later?”
Nodding silently you turn back round in your swivel chair with a grin on your face whilst re reading emails before you hit send.
The morning hurries along thanks to lots of paperwork and Beth disappearing to talk to Catherine so you could get some more work done alone.
Even though all you could think about was how good Jake looked, the same annoying Jake who was a pain in the ass but got away with it every single time.
Often playing tricks on the crew in the garage, childish things like loosening drink lids leading to spills and one time “accidentally” locking Jessie, a rookie driver in the gym which was a huge mistake because she hadn’t taken that very well at all.
Jessie had taken it upon herself to then get revenge by filling up his locker with aftershave cream, both very original and super annoying to clean up.
But none of that actually mattered because fast forward five months later and you were no closer to being able to flirt with Jake properly or even ask him out on a date for that matter.
Sighing you close your eyes and decide that you definitely needed to avoid Jake for the rest of the day because you couldn’t get caught staring at him like a lovesick fool, even though you was one.
Despite craving those moments when it was just the two of you which was practically unheard of in this place where everyone was in your business twenty four seven.
You could talk with him pretty easily some days whilst others you were a stuttering mess but either time Jake was patient with you and even looked like he had actually enjoyed hanging out with you on his down time.
Knowing you needed to eat something soon because you stupidly skipped breakfast you consider going out to the kitchen area but remembering you didn’t want to see Jake again you stayed seated at your desk instead.
You was much safer here with your thoughts where no one could see you unless Beth had more advice for you, maybe she had some lunch as well?
Jake couldn’t get the look on Y/N’s face out of his head as he tried to focus on running laps in the simulator instead but it was no use.
Fours hours had passed since he’d last seen you so leaving the gym space Jake heads towards the kitchen hoping to see you but sadly you’re not there.
So quickly grabbing some snacks from the side he picks up extra, chips that you could share together followed by a lonesome chocolate candy bar that he knew was your favourite because he had watched you eat one before.
Heading towards Y/N’s office Jake hoped above hope that you was there preferably alone and not with Beth who had been asking a lot of questions about his dating life earlier which was existent of course because , duh he was a race car driver after all.
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“I’m surprised Jake hasn’t come by to see you yet.” Beth announces breaking the silence between you two making you look up from your phone feeling caught out because you had been thinking exactly the same thing.
“We don’t see each other all the-“
“Look whose here!” Beth cuts you off as she points to the office door with an excited smile making you look up to see Jake staring through the window with a boyish grin on his face.
“I don’t think you’ve ever been that excited to see me before Beth!” Jokes Jake aiming a wink in your direction which makes you smirk back at him because he was so goofy sometimes.
“Of course I am Jake!” Beth grins widely then looking at her bare right wrist where a watch should have been she starts in an slow and automated voice”I need to go see-“
“Jake?! Why do I keep finding you in this office!” Kevin states with a chuckle cutting off Beth who rewards him with sharp look.
“I’ve run most of my laps boss, I just needed a quick break I’m hella starving!” Jake states with a nod.
On cue everyone looks towards all the snacks that he held in both his arms clearly having grabbed them from the kitchen it looked like a sleepover feast just needed some ice cream and two spoons.
“Is that my candy bar?” Kevin accuses as Jake tries and fails to look innocent.
“Oh is it yours? I thought it was Y/N’s, it’s her favourite candy.” Jake replies lamely at the same time that Beth waves her hand in Kevin’s face.
“Let’s go get you another candy bar.” Beth tells Kevin firmly stepping in front of Jake before he has a change to snatch his chocolate back.
“But-but, why has he got all that food? Why did he have to take my candy bar and why in the hell do I always find him in your office Beth!” Kevin both questions and retorts in a hangry voice as the office manager pats his arm soothingly.
“I will explain out in the garage, leave them alone-“
“But my candy bar!” Kevin pouts as he looks from you to Jake who was unbeknownst to you watching you very carefully.
“Let’s go chief!” Beth practically shoves Kevin out the office door, the only person he would ever let do that despite her being half his height.
Slowly closing the office door behind her you fully expect to see Beth look back and give you two thumbs up, because this seemed like a set up, but like always you was very happy to see Jake.
“You do like this candy don’t you Y/N?” Jake breaks into the silence between them as he drops the food feast onto the desk making you glance away from the closed door to see the driver giving you an almost shy smile.
“It’s my absolute favourite, thanks Jake for thinking of me!” You reward him with a smile back for being so sweet as he slowly hands you the bar, fingertips barely touching in the exchange but just enough to cause a reaction.
Jake’s eyes widen as he lets go clearly feeling whatever it was that you just had a zap of electricity making the ends of your fingers sting in response.
“T-thanks.” You tell him again quickly opening the bar instead of looking back up, completely missing Jake tell himself silently to get a grip.
Taking a bite of the chocolate candy you had just unwrapped you flutter your eyes from pure pleasure because you didn’t realise how hungry you was and this candy tasted so good.
“Mmm.” You sigh to yourself as you look up quickly to see Jake watching you very intently.
“Guess I was hungry!” You joke stupidly making Jake nod with a brief grin and sit down finally pulling a seat by the door closer towards you.
Eating in silence you share each other’s food because Jake knew you also liked these chips he was eating, whilst you saved him a small bag of caramel pretzels.
“Think you should come visit this office more often for lunch.” You tell him with a grin as you open your small bottle of water.
“Is that like a date?” Jake asks causing you to choke on the mouthful of water you had just sipped thanks to hearing the pure hopefulness in his voice.
“Are you ok?” He questions as you start to cough and he places his right hand flat against your back making you freeze suddenly.
His hand felt so warm, even through your soft grey shirt as heat erupted all over you and just because he had a single hand rubbing your back softly.
“I’m good.” You tell Jake looking up to see his green eyes, your second favourite colour staring back at you whilst his hand was still on you causing every nerve ending to go on high alert.
“So, about that date then?” Jake asks in a deep voice one I’m sure I’ve never heard but before I can reply I hear a noise.
The office door opening at the same time you hear Beth start to ask “Have you two-“ but she stops talking when her eyes move to Jake’s hand which he quickly moves away making you feel very cold all of a sudden.
“I better go!” Jake announces leaping up from his seat giving me a smile as he nods in Beth’s direction then rushes out of the office.
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“Did I just ruin a moment?!” Beth whines clearly sensing something making you shake your head but seconds later you stop because the urge to talk to someone outweighed everything else.
“I think Jake had just tried to ask me out on a date.” You tell Beth in a quiet voice almost as if you couldn’t believe it yourself.
Instead of an outpouring from Beth you are surprised to hear her laugh, covering a hand over her mouth at first but before long it turns into a full blown laughing fit.
“Is Jake asking me out funny?” You question wondering if this had been a cruel joke everyone besides you had been in on the thought ruining your mood instantly.
“Of course not!” Beth cries sitting down in the seat recently vacated by Jake as she pats your hand then gives you a knowing smirk.
“I need some air-“ “What you need is to see that Jake likes you I can’t believe you haven’t picked up on it already!” Cuts in Beth with a grin.
“He is flirty with everyone-“ “But do you see him asking other women out on dates?” Beth questions then hearing herself says instead “ Believe me he’s waited so long to ask you and that is very unlike him.”
“How long?” You ask only half believing in what Beth was saying but going along with it nonetheless.
“Your first day here at the garage.” Beth chuckles as she clocks your surprised expression. “He’s never shown an interested in-“
“You do remember your first day Y/N?” Beth questions cutting you off mid sentence.
Nodding you wait as Beth carries on with her story asking “Well do you remember when Jake walked into that tool stand on wheels just as Kevin was introducing you to him?”
Smiling to yourself signalled that you did indeed because Jake hadn’t hurt himself he’d just annoyed the mechanics rewarding you with a shy smile as he muttered a hello then hurried off outside.
“He did that because he was too busy staring at you to notice the stand and that isn’t like Jake at all to lose his cool over a women, never!” Beth states enjoying this conversation far too much seeing how she often dubbed herself the office match-maker.
“Well he needn’t have worried.” You begin sarcastically stating “I practically day dream about the guy daily even when he is there right in front of me.”
“Does he keep you up late at night?” Winks Beth whose eyes widen when you solemnly nod back.
Before you can explain any further the office phone rings and Beth launches into action at the same time that you realise you are running late for a meeting with Catherine.
“Y/N will be right up in a sec!” Beth sing songs whilst pulling a face at you which makes you jump up from your seat.
“Please keep this to yourself.” You warn Beth in a firm tone but you already know she is plotting something by the faux innocent look on her face.
Sighing you leave the office after grabbing your iPad and folder only to spot Jake walking around his racing car in circles waving his hands in the air as he was muttering to himself.
Both Chuck and Amir had stopped working to watch him and they catch the look on his face as he looks up spotting you half way up the stairs.
Jake gives you an awkward smile then quickly turning round plans to run away but he trips over something Amir had left on the floor next to the car causing Chuck to reach out and grab the driver’s arm before he fell on his face.
Had you just witnessed the affect that you had on Jake?
The one Beth had mentioned the very idea makes you smile because there was just no way, whatever that was and been about his car surely not you.
Knocking on Catherine’s office door you try to position your face into a normal smile seeing that right now you felt all over he place, hell you had been feeling this way for hours now needing someone to rescue you desperately or at the very least distract you for a little while.
“Come in!” Barks Catherine making you push open her door and decide to focus on the meeting and nothing else, especially not a handsome race car driver who blew hot and cold with you far too often.
“Are you even listening to me Y/N?” Catherine questions a little while later making you look away from where you had been staring to see your boss arching a perfect eyebrow at you.
“You’ve been very off today.” States Catherine but before she decides to launch into a lecture you continue with the point you had originally been making about a bigger social media presence online.
Of course Jake and even Jessie had their own Instagram pages but recently the content on Bobby Spencer’s page wasn’t getting much coverage.
What you decided was that more of a team effort was needed with the social media side like one afternoon Jake could take over and host a live and then Jessie could also have a turn showcasing herself at the gym or giving a tour of the garage.
“All good points.” Catherine informs you adding “I think we will leave it there for now can you catch up on those plans for next weekend at the Daytona race email them to me or Beth ok?”
Nodding you gather up your things telling Catherine to have a nice weekend but she just rewards you with a brisk smile instead.
Back in the safety of your own office you are pleased to see Beth is talking with Kevin which means you can drop off your stuff and head outside for some fresh air.
Not sure if you wanted to know exactly what Beth was telling the crew chief you manage to bypass them as more crew techs arrive filling up the garage in the process.
The sun is shining brightly outside and the sky is a wicked blue which briefly cheers you up until you remember the look on Jake’s face when he had been walking around his car.
Had that been the look of regret, or something else?
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Lost in many thoughts like wishing that you had escaped the office for lunch instead so then none of this would have happened you don’t realise someone is standing next to you until it’s too late.
“It’s hot out here so I bought you some water Y/N.” Jake smiles confidently as he holds out a small bottle for you to accept which you silently do with a nod.
“Cheers, I just needed some air.” You tell him sincerely because today wasn’t even over yet and so much for trying to avoid Jake when here he was standing close to you, yet again.
“Look, can I just say that I was joking earlier because if I was going to ask you out-“
“Jake, just the superstar I needed to see!” Kevin cuts him off appearing from inside right before you can make any sense of whatever the guy next to you was about to say.
“Hey!” Jake cheers super awkwardly which Kevin picks up on instantly as he looks from you back to his driver.
“Anyways, Beth is looking for you apparently you left something in her office.” Kevin informs Jake with a shrug making you panic briefly.
“He will be back soon.” Kevin chuckles as he has clearly confused the look on your face for something else whilst you watch Jake retreat back inside.
“I have a lot of work to do-“ “Jake is such a good guy.” Kevin begins after clearing this throat and giving you a sideways look.
“He sure is.” You nod unsure where this conversation might be going hoping with all your might that it wasn’t where you thought it was.
“Sounds like a goofball sometimes but he has a good head on his shoulders.” Nods Kevin who then chuckles and adds “But I guess you already knew that seeing how he is always in your office.”
“He likes to wind up Beth.” You state with a shrug pretending that this conversation with the crew chief wasn’t as embarrassing as it actually was in real life.
“I don’t think that’s it.” Kevin sighs dramatically looking down at you as you try not to look interested in what he was about to say.
“Well he must like going there to hide from you.” You reply flippantly as the crew chief’s eyes crinkle as he lets out a loud laugh in your direction.
“Quite possibly, but I don’t think it’s that either do you Y/N?” Questions Kevin with a smirk.
“I take it Beth’s been talking to you about me earlier?” You ask Kevin glumly waiting for the jokes to start pouring out of the crew chief’s mouth “Only about work!” Kevin exclaims hurriedly nodding at you so many times that you think he was trying to fool himself.
“Fine.” You smile back not believing him for a second seeing how he looked as awkward as you felt.
“Just try and talk to Jake before you leave later ok?” Kevin asks you clocking the sincerity in his voice which make you slowly nod back.
“Well I better get back to work, I have a ton of stuff I need to sort out before I leave.” You point to inside the garage then quickly move away from Kevin before he can impart anymore advice to you, thanks a lot Beth!
It is decided as you walk back to the office with your head held high that you will most definitely be avoiding Jake for the rest of today.
There is no way you were going to see Jake again or go look for him in the garage, especially if Beth was still around she would stop and watch the show unfold.
If only you had said yes to his question about a date of course you would be part of that it’s what you’ve wanted for ages, but instead you blew it what if that had been your only chance?
Rushing back into an empty office you pick up your iPad deciding that you could easily find a hiding place avoiding Jake at all costs and making it to the end of the day.
With another four hours on the clock you scan the garage to see Beth talking with the receptionist so you head to the gym door wondering if you could go and hide in there.
Swiping your hand across the iPad screen you check Jake’s schedule which informs you that he won’t be anywhere near the gym because he had a meeting with Catherine.
Heading inside before you regret it the gym is empty and silent, well besides the air conditioning but you can deal with that it was the easiest obstacle ever.
How wrong could you be?
Unless you was actually working out the gym was a very cold place much to your annoyance because the thin top you was wearing wasn’t helping matters at all.
Of course you could have as easily gone back to the office and worked there, where you was supposed to be but you was on a mission to avoid the two people who were around you the most.
Spotting a zip-up hoodie you grab it off the weight machine not caring who’s it was just that you needed to wear it otherwise you would freeze to death.
So far, so good you decide sitting on one of the benches outside the sauna room which was a little away from the air conditioning leaving you to focus on work, only that and nothing else.
Smiling to yourself as you recall the awkward conversation you just had with Kevin, the smile fades as it sinks in a little too late that Beth must have speaking to him about you.
Surely the crew had other things to worry about like the up and coming race next weekend instead of you and your stupid crush.
Placing the hood of the hoodie over your head you try to hide the embarrassment that is washing over your face in favour of continuing to get this work completed so then you could maybe go home.
Hadn’t today been rubbish enough for you?
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You freeze when you hear someone open the sauna door looking up from your iPad to see a familiar pair of green eyes glance in your direction.
With a towel draped across his broad shoulders you notice his hair sticking up in a million directions as you resist the urge to get closer to him so you could run your hands through it.
As for his sculptured chest, abs and those lines he had under his hips that direct your eyes even further down to his shorts you find yourself gulping audibly.
“Er, did Beth kick you out of the office?” Jake questions with a surprised look but it’s soon replaced by a smile which relaxes you.
“No, I just fancied some privacy.” You nod back at Jake at the same time you remove the hood you was wearing on your head.
“It suits you Y/N.” Jake begins with a smirk pointing to the hoodie as he adds “That’s mine I think but your more than welcome to borrow it.”
“Oh, I didn’t know it would it be so cold in here so I just put it on.” You shrug trying to ignore the feeling in the pit of your stomach, like you wouldn’t mind a hole to appear right under you sending your far, far away from this moment.
“You could always join me in the sauna room?” Jake asks with one of his sexiest smiles that floors you so much you are actually considering it.
But of course you don’t…
“I’m too busy with work.” You shrug pretending to look sad even though you actually was.
“Ok, some other time.” Shrugs Jake with a smile as if he was holding you to that promise which you didn’t even make but wouldn’t surely break.
“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be in a meeting right now with Catherine?” You ask Jake as you remember his schedule for today.
”I told her to put a pin in it.” Begins Jake who looked like he hadn’t a clue what that actually meant but then informs you “ I needed a bit of time to myself because today’s been strange.”
“Totally agree!” You nod making Jake give you a bright smile all the while your heart melts as both your eyes linger on one another, both stuck in a moment.
That is until Jessie comes bouncing into the gym her eyes looking from you to Jake as a slow smile spreads across her face.
“Do you want me to leave? I don’t want to see you two giving each other heart eyes it’s gross” Jessie quips with a giggle knowing she had just embarrassed the both of you simultaneously.
Jake places his hands on his hips whilst you give Jessie a look which signalled you wasn’t playing this game with her right now.
“Well, I was going to ask Y/N something if you must know!“ Jake states looking hurriedly from the rookie racer back to you waiting for some kind of nudge.
“First of all you should get dressed Jake unless you want Y/N to swoon and faint in front of you?” Jessie pokes her tongue out as if that was a yucky thought and not something you had already considered doing when Jake had first sauntered out of the sauna room.
“Fine.” Jake whines then looking at you adds with a cheeky smile “Were you about to faint?”
“From boredom she was!” Cuts in Jessie with a loud laugh making Jake mutter under his breath commenting about how mean the rookie was to him.
Thankfully Jessie doesn’t talk to you whilst Jake is getting changed and you spend ages trying not to imagine how he would look in various states of undress.
Well you do try….
Shrugging off Jake’s hoodie you place it back where you found it glancing at Jessie who shakes her head back at you until you hear the locker room door open.
Jake obviously notices the smile you give him when you see that he has put on that yellow tee shirt again, the one that you wouldn’t mind helping him take off but now wasn’t the time.
“So, I was going to ask you.” Jake starts in a confident voice as he glances at you adding “If you fancy coming along with me to the Pit Stop tonight?”
“So, definitely a date then?” You question clearly hearing the sound of desperation in your own voice which travels loudly bouncing off the gym walls.
”Er no, Kevin has planned a meet up for all of us tonight at the bar I mentioned.” Jake replies lamely looking like even he thinks this was the wrong thing to do as you just nod your head firmly back at him.
“I meant it as a joke!” You declare feeling the obvious lie shown clearly across your face so you add “Like earlier back at the office.”
“Oh, right!” Jake clicks his fingers and tries to smile at you but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.
“I will probably be there.” You nod at Jake still undecided but after this conversation you weren’t sure he would care either way.
“I can’t work out in these conditions!” Jessie tells us dramatically stating “The two of you need to have your moment elsewhere ok?”
“Moment?” Jake scrunches his nose up as he says this clearly not a fan of any rom-com movies.
“Jake you are clueless.” Jessie scoffs shaking her head then giving you a sympathetic look in return.
“Well I better go.” You tell everyone in the gym looking at Jake specifically you tell him “So I will see you tonight, ok?” Jake nods with a smile as you grin back feeling like tonight could be a huge improvement on today which was what you needed right now.
Hearing Jessie say something in your direction about the bar you just assume she is teasing you so you close the door not wanting to get involved with her and Jake arguing.
“Tonight is going to be so much fun!“ Beth tells you for at least the eighth time in the last ten minutes.
You had chosen to ignore the petite office manager seeing how she had clearly spoken to Kevin about you and Jake it was humiliating.
The last thing you wanted this evening was to have all eyes on you and Jake at the bar seeing how you was going to let him know how you felt.
Having decided seconds ago whilst still ignoring Beth you knew you couldn’t go on like this you needed to let this crush out before it consumed you.
“Excited for the bar tonight ladies?” Questions Kevin as he stands in the doorway to the office giving you a wide smile.
“Y/N is ecstatic!” Beth cheers making you give her a look because obviously you picked up the sarcasm in her voice.
”Look, I’m gonna be there ok.”You inform them both wanting to add a warning there at he end about them messing things up with Jake but you didn’t want to only just encourage them.
“Thank god this will all be over soon.” States Kevin which makes you look back at him just in time to see Beth elbow him in his stomach firmly.
Rewarding them with a confused look you don’t want to dwell on that statement so instead you head outside to your car hoping deep down that you was making the right choice going to the bar tonight.
Having only been a couple of times before you feared everyone could tell how you hung onto Jake’s every word and spent most of your time staring at him longingly.
Waiting for him to notice you back not as Y/n who worked in the office at the garage but as someone who wanted to get to know the real Jake, not just the race car driver.
Taking a deep breath you exit your ride watching the red car drive off suddenly getting second thoughts but it was too late now this was how the day ended.
Heading inside the brightly lit bar you adjust your eyes scanning the tables in the hope you would spot someone from work.
Thanks to miscalculating everything you actually arrived at the bar early despite spending what felt like ages deciding what outfit to wear out of two choices.
Glancing down at your ripped denim jeans and simple black tank top you felt good but there was a nervous feeling that had followed you from your apartment and even all the way to here.
Looking back up you are very glad to spot Jake at the bar unable to mistake those broad shoulders anywhere, that and the fact he was still wearing his warm yellow tee shirt that makes you smile to yourself.
It falls off your face when you spot a women strutting confidently over towards Jake who turns in the bar stool to speak to the blonde who moments later walks away from the driver.
This makes your mouth fall open because you have never not seen Jake flirt with someone, a spark of hope stupidly appears in your chest as you start walking towards him.
When Jake sees you it is game over because you see his face transform into a huge grin that he tries to hide momentarily but it’s no use it’s plastered wide across his face.
“So glad you made it!” Jake cheers standing up from his stool to give you the briefest of hugs which left you feeling very warm indeed.
“Where is everyone else?” You ask Jake who shrugs and says that maybe they changed the meeting time or were held up as he orders us two beers from the bartender.
Accepting this answer you take a seat next to Jake biting your bottom lip as you feel your shoulder bump against his the softness of his tee brushing on your bare skin.
Jake hands you one of the beers from the bar whilst you nod your thanks at him hoping that it would be just the two of you for a few more minutes before everyone else showed up.
Laughing at one of your jokes Jake cannot believe his luck that he is here alone with you because thankfully Beth hadn’t made good on her threat to come and help things along.
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The pair of you were enjoying your time together as the evening slowed down for you both finally able to just speak to one another without any interruptions.
“If I didn’t know any better.” You begin later on that night nudging Jake with your knee which gets his attention you add “ I would think this was a set up!”
“Wh-why do you say that?” Questions Jake trying to look innocent as he readjust his baseball cap with both his hands causing his tee shirt to rise at the bottom showing off his belt buckle and flat stomach.
“Well, where is everyone?” You ask looking to see Jake had of course noticed you checking him out because it hadn’t been the first time tonight.
“Er they had to all go to-“ Jake begins to try and lie but then when he is unable to think something up fast he looks at you and instead states “It’s just us tonight, this is a set up.”
“Like an unofficial date?” You ask with a wink which makes Jake nod back at you like all his Christmases had come at once.
“Well now it’s pretty official.” Jake grins making you nod back and thank whoever for the turnaround of today because it was what you deserved.
You spend ages chatting and of course flirting sitting at the bar close together fading out any background noise to just listen to each other.
“I love this tee shirt!” You tell Jake with a smile placing your left hand on his shoulder letting your thumb stroke the soft fabric.
“It will look much better on your bedroom floor.” Jake states with a chuckle then kind of freezes because he cannot believe he has had said this to you, it was one of his best lines too.
You laugh awkwardly as Jake grins back dropping your hand from his shoulder as his eyes meet yours and neither of you instantly look away.
The night carries on in a flurry of beer, random conversations and shots which sounded like a good idea at the time.
You were both a little drunk by the end of the evening but it wasn’t only from the alcohol you had both consumed but the attraction between you two was becoming a problem.
A good problem to have but still…
Not wanting the evening to finish you are sad when it does of course end when you yawn and Jake lifts his arms above his head stretching his muscles making you watch him with an amused look on his face.
“Head out?” Jake asks and you nod watching as he orders you both an Uber saying he can drop you off on the way home at your place.
“Maybe I will invite back to mine?” You joke once in the car laying your head on his shoulder feeling the effects of both the alcohol and everything in between.
“That could be fun.” Jake grins whilst wiggling his eyebrows at you as he adds “It’s what I’ve wanted for a long time.”
“I agree.” You nod feeling dizzy with lust as you hear Jake tell the driver to just head to your address then looking back at you he leans his face closer towards you.
“Can I kiss you?” Jake asks you in a deep voice which makes you quickly nod and seconds later his mouth is firmly on yours.
What starts off as a slow teasing kiss with lips barely touching it isn’t until when Jake finally place his mouth firmly on yours that you sink into him.
You have wanted this for over five months and now it was finally happening, you didn’t want it to end so you turn in your seat sneaking a hand around the back of his strong neck pulling him closer towards you.
“You sure do like kissing Y/N.” Jake gasps moving back in his seat with a wicked smile on his face as you nod because wasn’t it obvious.
“I like doing a lot of things.” You smirk at Jake who places a hand on your cheek stroking it ever so gently as you close your eyes.
“So, this is ok right?” Begins Jake making you open your eyes again as he continues “ I know we’ve both been drinking and I want you to feel safe so there is no pressure here.”
“Jake.” You say his name with a sigh smiling brightly as you inform him “ I’m all in.”
“Good.” Jake nods with a soft smile that makes you feel like you were having a dream because this couldn’t be real life.
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Finally at your apartment you feel the anticipation low in your stomach as it spreads across your body leaving an excited smile on your face.
Looking behind you, you watch as Jake closes the door behind him and switching the lights on in the den he grins back sexily.
”So where were we?” Jake asks stepping closer to you placing a hand on either side of your waist as your long lost lips meet again.
Now that your weren’t confined to seat belts the kiss becomes carnal as the teasing between you has turned into want and you find yourself feeling greedy.
All in…
“Take this off.” You order pointing to his tee shirt but Jake takes too long so you help him resuming the kiss once his head reappears.
You sigh into his mouth as you feel his hands pull at your vest top lifting it up to reveal bare skin as you hold up your arms so the item of clothing can be easily removed.
Jake looks down at your body his green eyes roaming freely until he leans closer to you his breath hot on your neck as you hear him say
“You are so hot Y/N”
”Your not so bad yourself.” You tell Jake with a grin who smirks down at you then starts to trail kisses down the right side of your neck.
Feeling his hands reach behind your back you unclips your bra and you step back removing the straps letting it fall down your arms.
“Now the real fun begins.”
Jake grins branching the gap between you as he glides his strong hands up your sides his thumbs stroking the side of your breasts as he cups one of them then leans forward to place his whole mouth over your nipple.
Sucking gently your body arches as you push your chest forward and you hear Jake groan as he moves his mouth to your other nipple.
“That feels so good.” You sigh placing your hands round the back of Jake’s head running your fingers through his hair as he starts to spread kisses down your rib cage.
You giggle when you catch him looking up at you after he drops down onto his knees pretty soon resuming his trail of kisses towards your stomach hands ghosting down your lower back towards your ass.
“These need to go now.”
Jake states addressing the jeans you were still wearing which he unzips and pulls them down your legs as you help kick them off.
You gasp when you feel him kiss your belly button then continue is journey downwards as his lips meet the cotton of your underwear.
Your hands wind up in his hair again which was already sticking up from the last attack and you hold onto it hard when you feel him push a hand in between your thighs spreading your legs which makes your inner muscles clench at the thought of what he was about to do next.
“Can I taste you?“ Jake asks and you whine in response which he takes as a yes because next thing you know you feel his mouth covering your pussy through your underwear.
“Oh Jake!” You groan enjoying the sensations his tongue was making as he licked and sucked his way towards your clit all the while your hands were firmly threaded through his hair.
You curse when you realise that your underwear was getting in the way so you start to pull them down and Jake helps you practically ripping the offending item away from your body.
Then his focus is back on you as he takes one of his long fingers and running it down the front of your pussy lips he then inserts it inside of you.
“Give me more.” You tell him as he adds another finger and both of them glide in smoothly as you feel your pussy contract crying out as his mouth joins in and you can feel yourself on the brink of coming undone.
When Jake’s fingers start speeding up you feel the first muscle clench which signalled you was close letting out a whimper when you finally climb over that edge and free fall down your orgasm making your body shake.
Jake groans as he is riding it out with you still applying pressure to your pussy until you have to jerk his head away with both of your hands.
“Y-your really good at that.” You tell Jake who is grinning like he already knows his face wet with your juices which makes your muscles clench at nothing.
“Yes ma’am.” Jake winks as you sink to the floor next to him and he wraps his arms around you as you go limp holding onto his shoulders for support because your legs felt like jelly.
Looking down you notice the bulge in Jake’s jeans so you place your hand over his buckle deciding it was now his turn.
“No, stop!“ Jake tells you adding as you give him a funny look
“Let’s take this to the bedroom shall we?”
Nodding happily at the idea you grin back at Jake then leaning forward press a kiss into his lips tasting yourself in the process which was a turn on in itself.
“Let’s go!” You laugh as Jake pulls you up off the floor and you guide him towards your bedroom which thankfully wasn’t that messy but you doubted that mattered right now.
Leaving the lights off you scold Jake when you hear him undo his belt buckle because you wanted to undress him yourself.
“I can’t wait any longer, I need you.” Jake tells you with a hint of desperation in his voice when you hear the belt and his jeans drop to the floor.
“Ask me.” You order Jake hoping he understood what you meant because you needed him right now too.
“Can I fuck you Y/N?” Jake questions.
“Come here.” You tell Jake feeling the bed drop in the middle as he finds you in the dark and seconds later you are pulled on top of him your hands flat against his chest feeling his carved muscles rise and dip in response.
Jake’s hands are on either side of your waist as he angles himself closer to you then you feel the head of his cock brush against your folds until you let him in and slowly sink down.
“Fuck, you are perfect.” Jake groans with gritted teeth as you set the pace and he lets you until his hips start bucking up.
“Don’t stop!” You shout as Jake moves his hands to grip onto the top of your thighs hard he is breathless sounding like he is ready to break.
“Come for me.” Jake demands with one last hard push the sound of his voice hitting the spot as you feel your orgasm take over.
You listen as Jake reaches his peek after one more buck of his hips and your muscles flutter around him as you realise his large hands are still on your thighs.
“That was-“
“I know right!” You move and lay down next to Jake feeling elated that had just happened and it was even better than your dream you especially when he lays on his side pulling your warm body towards his.
Wrapping his arm around you he places a hand flat on your stomach as you listen to his breathing wishing that you could just lay like this till the end of time.
“We are doing that again tomorrow.” Jake tells you with a kiss on your shoulder which makes you smile as you close your eyes completely blissed out and very exited to see for once what the next day would bring you.
#jake martin x reader#netflix the crew#Jake martin x imagine#fan fic#reposting from ao3#first fic I’ve written in forever#Freddie stroma will ruin me#fluff and angst#mutual pining#cute smut#happy ending
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the bird whisperer - jj maybank.
pairing: JJ Maybank x reader
warnings: injured bird. talks of a coma. unedited and inconsistent tenses.
summary: you accidentally hit a bird with a rock and JJ helps you help the bird.
a/n: inspired by the scene in the starling when Lilly's co-worker comes to help her nurse the birdie back to health. It just seemed like something JJ would do lmao.
word count: 500
You threw the rock out of frustration. The bird had been terrorising you upwards of 2 weeks and in a moment of frustration, as it circled up ahead, ready to swoop you, you picked up a rock and threw it. You did not think that the rock would actually hit the bird.
You had always been a shit shot. Couldn’t aim to save your life. Hell, if you got too distracted while eating or drinking something, you would miss your mouth. Like Pope, you blamed it on being on the math team instead of playing sports.
“Oh my god!” You scream, running in the direction of where the bird had free fallen from mid-air.
Of course, the one time you actually hit your target; you kill a bird.
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The bird had survived, barely. The veterinarian did what she could do but said it was now up to you to try to nurse the bird back to full health. So, here you were, a comatose bird with its wings bound, laid out on your desk under the glare of your desk lamp as you fed it drops of medicine as instructed by the vet.
The sound of your front screen door opening and closing followed by a faint ‘babe’ reaches your ears from where you’re seated. JJ. You had told him about the whole ordeal, frantically screaming down the phone about how you were a stone-cold killer to which he laughed and said “very punny”, sending you into another meltdown.
“In the study!” You call back to him.
“Jesus, babe”, you hear him breathe out. “I know you feel guilty but, I don’t think you should keep the dead bird,” he finishes, scratching his head.
“It’s not dead!” You say, whipping around to face him. “It’s alive.”
“Are ye sure because it looks-“
“It’s alive!” You say, scowling at him over your shoulder.
“Okay, okay” JJ laughs, holding his hands up in surrender and walking towards you. Pulling you out of your seat, he sits down and places you on his lap. Arms circling your waist, he kisses your shoulder before resting his head on it. The both of you peer down at the bird in silence from your positions when JJ breaks it with the most peculiar sound.
“Ca-ca-ca-caw”.
You freeze in JJ’s lap, eyebrows furrowing at the bird-like sound.
“Ca-ca-ca-”
“JJ... what are you doing?” You ask, twisting in his hold to look at him.
“Oh, I read somewhere if you talk to somebody in a coma it can help them heal faster and well... birds don’t speak English,” He explains, leaning back in the chair and looking at you as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You didn’t know that?”
“No… but by all means, if you think it’ll help, please continue,” you say, gesturing back to the bird.
“With pleasure” He grins, and you smile back at him; wondering how you got so lucky as he continues with his bird talk.
“Ca-ca-ca-caw… ca-ca-ca-caw…”
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Outer Banks characters or Outer Banks show.
Do not copy. Do not translate. Do not repost.
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Ask Answers: May 15th Part 2
And here’s the next part of the long answer set of the day!
When will OL: N&F take place? Beginnings and Always took place during summer breaks, will now and forever take place during a fall break or will the characters be going to school at the time of the events we play through?
It takes place over all of the fall season, so school will be happening in OL2. Some events do take place in school, though many times events only start after school is already out for the day, haha.
Hey!! I have kind of a weird question?? I’m sorry if it’s been answered before and I just haven’t seen it but is OL 2 taking place during the same years as OL 1? I’m just curious, thank you for such amazing games!!!
It’s a similar time frame, but not 100% exactly same.
Do you have any idea when the demo for now and forever will be available?
Hopefully this fall! But that’s not a guarantee.
Okay the crime show in Step 2: Growing up. Long blonde hair, police station, crime series? Was it The Closer? Because I’m the same age as MC and Cove and my mom was constantly watching that when I was 13. 😂
Haha, yeah! The Closer and, to a lesser degree, Medium were the kind of shows I was referencing there. My mom also used to watch those back in the day.
Hey um this might be an odd question but if the setting of OL: N&F is fall/autumn, what country or city will it take because my mind tells me it is either Poland or Canada. Also I can't wait for the game I am hyped
It’s set in the USA again. We’d like to be able to have cameos and that’s easiest to do if the OL games take place in the same country.
Is it possible for the PC of OL to have non-seriously dated other people in the in between years even if they’ve had a consistent crush on Cove?
You can causally date Baxter in Step 3 if you get his DLC and then ultimately choose Cove in Step 4. If you mean off-screen people, it doesn’t really come up, but you can certainly headcanon that. The game never says Cove is the only partner you’ve ever had.
Is there going to be a Kickstarter for Now and Forever as well? For like voiced names and stuff again? Didn’t find B&A until after it was released and I’d really love the opportunity to hear my name in the game 🥺
Yeah, we are gonna have a Kickstarter with getting a voiced name as a reward! Though, it will be more expensive than it was for OL1. I feel bad to raise the price but we realized too late the first time around that it was being super undersold for the amount of work it took, aha.
Do you know how much the remaining DLC for OL will cost? (Step 4, Derek, Baxter)
Step 4: Free
Wedding DLC: $2.99USD
Derek DLC: $4.99USD
Baxter DLC: $4.99USD
Has an artist for the new position been picked yet?! I'm super excited for the new game!
We did fill that spot. Thank you so much for taking the time to apply!
hmmm what would it take to get each of the XOXO jerk squad to feel the need to hug you?
They’d have to first like you a fair amount, otherwise the most you’d get is maybe a pat on the shoulder. If they were attached, they might hug you if you broke down crying or if you gave them super good news.
Unless it’s Shiloh, of course. If you want a hug you only have to ask!
May i ask how the Derek DLC will work? I believe that there aren’t any memories in step 4 and doesnt derek’s dlc take place during that step? So will the dlc add memories? Thank you!
Derek’s DLC will add five Moments to Step 2 (a new page will appear on that screen if you get the DLC). Then in Step 4 you’ll have to choose between playing the default epilogue or going through the Derek romance story.
Is the pc version on itch,io different from the steam version? Like an offline one or something?
Steam has achievements, but that’s about it. Both can be played offline, if you prefer.
I've been wondering this for awhile, what determines if cove winds up with a ponytail in step 3? I've done multiple runs with different MCs with varying hairstyles. Or does it have to do with a particular moment in step 2?
I’m afraid I can’t say exact choices that determine things. But generally it’s preference based options in the Step before that decide those things.
Any Floret Bond updates?
No, the artist had to leave the project and it’s been on-hold. I’m not sure if I want to try working just with what we have or replacing it all entirely. The design is a bit too specific for us to easily find someone who could mimic it. Hopefully we’ll work things out later, though.
In step 3 is Cove's plan always to stay in sunset bird?
Yeah. He is never ready at 18-years-old to make a big life change.
I love your content! If it's alright to ask, you answered in a previous ask about how Jeremy was too particular with what he likes his types to be romanceable with just any MC and it's sort of got me wondering.. What /are/ his types and/or preferences and such? Sorry if it's a lot!
Jeremy likes stubborn jerks and will not date someone who’s sweet or even generally a decent person, haha.
uh, excuse me if you said this somewhere before, but how will step 4 be actually? Will it he like an actual step and have moments and dlc and all? Or will it be more like a long epilogue of some sort?
Will the step 4, the wedding and extra routes dlcs be paid too? Im just confused, sorry if im asking too much
Step 4 is only an epilogue, so it’s just a long series of scenes one after the other rather than a collection of Moments you can choose from.
The Step 4 epilogue is free, the wedding DLC, Derek DLC, and Baxter DLC cost money.
i’m not sure how much of the wedding dlc you have planned already, or if this would be to spoilery, but what kind of wedding traditions will be included? i keep thinking about how flustered cove would get over a garter toss & was wondering if we’d see a scene like that haha. obviously no worries if it’s not included, i’ll enjoy literally anything cove related
I don’t know for sure yet, haha. Right now we’re focused on the parts before the big day. We’ll see how many scene alterations we can include for the wedding itself later on.
Hello! Firstly, thank you for creating such an amazing game like OL, and I couldn’t be more excited for OL2! Out of curiosity, are you looking for any writers to come on for OL2 or are you all pretty much set in that department? Just thought I’d shoot my shot haha but I’m still excited regardless ^^!
We will be hiring writers for OL2 later this year! Thank you for the interest.
Will we be blessed with a spin-off Yandere Cove, like XOXO Blood Droplets?
Sadly, no. It’s a shame but there’s not enough time to keep making OL1 bonus/spin-off content.
How is Q pronounced?
I’m afraid Q’s full name hasn’t been publicly announced yet so I can’t answer here (Q and T are the first letters of the names for the new LIs in Our Life: Now & Forever).
Question; is the steam version getting a Mac update? I purchased the dlc there thinking it had Mac support without realizing it and just wondered if I’d need to refund it to purchase on itch.io 😭
I’m really sorry, you will need to get a refund from Steam. We do hope to have it there for Steam eventually, but have no idea of when it’ll happen. Apple requires special notarization to be an officially accepted app for their devices. We don’t have that. Steam requires having that, Itch will let you release it as an non-notarized third party app. That’s why Itch is the only place that has the Mac version right now.
would you mind posting outfit sheets for Cove in every step? it would make things a lot easier for us artists. it would save a lot of time spent looking for references
I think we did do the earlier steps when they were finished way back in 2019 (this game took a long time to make, aha), but we can probably repost them sometime!
In our life n&f, will we be able to get into qprs/will there be more options in regards to having deep platonic relationships with the love interests? Because as an aroace individual, it would be great if there could also be emphasis on platonic love so that it's more aspec inclusive.
It’s a little hard to say at this point. There may not be things like a wedding DLC for OL2 and so the relationship for platonic and romantic feelings might not go as far as it did in the first game. We’ll kind of have to see how much we can do based on timeframe/budget constraints that will only be set near the end of the year. But we will be keeping things like that in mind at least.
hi! i really really like your game and im absolutely in love with it! i cant wait to try your other games like xoxo droplet and future OL NF :))
during the step 3 erands moment i got curious, which fudge flavor is his favorite? it seems like he likes all of them, but which 4 do you think he would like best?
also i noticed that in some playthroughs cove would let me give him a piggy back ride, and in some he wouldn't, how come?
how does your choices affect cove's interests or looks? i replayed the game without changing any choices but i got cove to look different, is it just random?
thank you!
Cove’s favorite flavors are ones with nuts and that are fruity! But he appreciates them all. Whether or not you can give him a piggyback ride depends on if your MC is fit/large enough to hold a muscular 6-foot-tall beach boy, haha.
Cove’s appearance does depend on choices and it’s generally tied to choices that are preference based rather than emotion/action based, such as which key chain you pick in Step 1.
Is it possible for cove to reject MC's proposal at the end of step 3?
Nope. He’ll always accept.
hi! i was wondering how heavily the side characters will be featured in the our life wedding dlc? obviously it'll be cove & mc focused, but i was thinking it'd be sweet if we could take lizzie dress / suit shopping or dance with cliff at the wedding or something.
The side characters are there about as often as they are in normal events. So, it’s clearly focused on Cove but he’s not the only person you have any meaningful moments with.
When will responses be sent out to applicants?
I’m afraid we don’t send responses out to all applications, only ones we’re interested in offering the position to. Not everyone likes rejection emails and the amount of applications is too high to contact them all to say we’re not hiring them. We post updates on the job page when a position has news. Right now we’ve filled every role that was open.
Is there also going to be the option to keep your relationships with the love interests platonic in Our Life: Now and Forever? That's something I really appreciate in Our Life: Beginnings and Always
Yeah! OL will never force you to end up in a romantic relationship with someone.
I was wondering, in the Step 3 Happiness moment, what are the different fishes Cove can compare MC to? I got "you'd be a paradise fish, because being with you is paradise," but my friend got "you'd be an angelfish." Are there more variations?
He says paradise fish if you’re a couple, angelfish if he’s just crushing, and then a royal dottyback/queenfish/emperor tetra (based on your gender) if he likes the MC platonicly.
Hello! So, in one of the Step 3 DLCs, Cove's arm was gone. I think it was to show him putting his arm behind his back. But if that wasn't the case, did it get yeeted?
Thanks for letting us know. That was an error we tried to fix a little while back. When did you make the save file you were playing? If it was older that might be why it happened. Or maybe the error wasn’t fully fixed after all.
Asking for your opinion, but do you think Cove would at all be into ABBA? Because all I could imagine during the car trip in step 3 was him and the MC belting to Mamma Mia.
Haha, yeah, there’d definitely be some ABBA songs he was into.
So throughout the game, Cove can develop different interests depending on the player’s choices; does this mean that he can have different careers in Step 4? Or his is line of work in adulthood never mentioned at all?
He can have different career paths in Step 4!
Hi!! I'm so so sorry if this has been asked before but I just acquired knowledge about the so famous nsfw dlc for OL and nearly chocked on my bubblegum 💀💀💀 So, my real inquiry is if that specific moment will have any kind of impact at some point of the fourth step OR if it will just be treated as a side-story-ish “what if” scenario.Also, is there any chance there'll be something similar for Step 4? Haha jk,,, unless 😳Questions apart let me thank you profoundly for making the best visual novel I've ever played 😭 Really really looking forward the epilogue and OL2 💕 Have a nice day
It’s just a bonus side story that’s fully separate from the main game.
It would be nice to have one for Step 4 too, but I sadly don’t see us having time to actually do it. I don’t know, if people are still asking for more OL1 content several months from now it might be doable and worth doing.
I'd just like to ask, when is Baxter's birthday :0 -- I'm really curious esp with their zodiac signs so ;w;
I don’t know, haha. Maybe I’ll come up with one someday.
Please help!! I bought the Step 3 DLC but I still have no idea how to get to where you can propose to Cove - any tips?
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How do I get the option to propose to Cove at the end of the game?
You can click HERE for a discussion on that.
I love that Miranda and Terry are getting together! I'm curious if you have canon sexualities for them? Also just wanted to say how much I love OL and how much joy it brings me everytime I play it <3
Terry likes ladies and Miranda likes dudes!
ngl Step 4 Terry's design reads like y'all see trans guys as their assigned gender more than you see them as men to me (a trans guy)... like maybe if he isn't heavily dysphoric, I could see it, but everything you've said about him doesn't line up with that. Even then, immediate warning bells go off in my head looking at him. I wouldn't have touched the game if I saw him ahead of time.
I’m sorry you aren’t comfortable with the way the design looks. The situation with Terry is that he’s now open about who he is, but the body he was born with is still physically the same. He only came out recently as an adult and hasn’t gone through any treatments/procedures yet (his chest is flatter because he wears a binder). However, even though his body hasn’t transitioned at the point Step 4 happens, no one treats him as anything other than the guy he is. Having a trans character who’s identity is supported/respected from the start is what we’re going for in this case. But what we’re doing with Terry isn’t the only trans content we’ve ever had/ever will have in the future.
how would baxter react to bae pyoun and vice versa? and can you please detailly explain both love interests personalities from our life 2: now and forever? i was just curious, sorry for dumb question!!
I imagine it’d be pretty opposite experiences, haha. Bae would initially think Baxter is pushy and thoughtless, but would quickly realize, oh, he’s instead a soft, considerate boy. Very cute. Baxter would first be struck with the impression that Bae is charming and gentlemanly, but then would realize that, no, he’s a sarcastic asshole. And I’m afraid we can’t reveal the personalities for the next game yet.
Sorry if you've already answered this, but I have a question about the patreon exclusive moment you're working on. I was wondering if it's mainly going to be CGs or if it's mostly character sprites + backgrounds with some CGs.
Either way, thank you for doing the Lord's work and not only making Cove, but making this bonus moment as well 😌😌😌
It’s mostly sprites/backgrounds with two CGs!
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so uuhm kind of a continuation of this scenario . Also the amount of Jaemin ig content we’re getting? 😍😍😍
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“Yah Na Jaemin” you shouted as you enter the practice room, today was one of the rare days you don’t have anything to do for school so Jaemin immediately took the opportunity to make you visit him.
Usually when it’s comeback season you don’t get to see each other pretty much until it’s over, but he heard you had some free time, called and asked you, more like demanded for you to spend some time with him.
Your bestfriend was currently sitting in the corner of the practice room, sprawled on the sofa there scrolling through his phone
“Who knew it would take another comeback for you to finally use instagram again” you told him, sitting by his legs
“I had nothing to post” he mumbles, eyes still on the screen of his phone
“So why did you ask for my presence to be brought here if you’re just going to stare at your phone, I might as well just call you via facetime”
He just let out a chuckle before setting his phone down, putting both hands behind his head now his full attention was on you.
Is it just you or the room suddenly got a bit stuffier?
“Oh before I forgot, where’s Jisung and Chenle?”
“Why?” he asks, just then the two youngest one walked in “that’s scary” you mumbled before calling the two over
“I bought you hot chocos”
“This is why you’re my favorite parent, don’t tell my mom or dad that” Jisung said then added the last part, “She’s just my favorite, period. I’m your favorite too right noona?” Chenle asks you but before you could give him an answer Jaemin butted in
“I’m her favorite, I”m literally her bestfriend. Go find someone else, she’s mine”
“Oooh you hear that, he just called her mine” Chenle teased, Jisung joining in. Instead of reaction weirdly, you just went with it even though on the inside you swear you were freaking out.
“Where’s my coffee?” Jaemin asked, sitting up on the couch acting like the other two boys weren’t there
“Who said I got you coffee?” he just looked at you with a blank look, waiting for the answer
“It’s with Jeno, he saw me coming in and offered to help me out. And that is why he’s my favorite”
Speaking of Jeno, he finally entered the practice room with the coffee and snacks you brought for the boys. The other towing behind him.
“You didn’t have to buy this much” Jaemin mumbled but still shot you a smile, “They’re not for you, don’t include us” Haechan said as he take a coffee and some snack
“Actually, those donuts are for Jaemin. I had to make those myself since I can’t find donuts with jam that isn’t strawberry so I had to make them”
That made Jaemin smile so big as he take one of the donuts out of the bag, an inside joke you share with each other playing in his head.
“Find your own bestfriend. Next time, I’m going to ask you out without them around” Jaemin casually said as he take a bite of the donut.
You looked so fast over to him you feel like you just gave yourself a whiplash, 6 other pairs of eyes on Jaemin too. He was sipping on his coffee, when he looked up he was surprised to see everyone looking at him
“What?”
“You just said you’ll ask her out” Jeno said slowly, looking over the two of you.
“Yea, why?”
“Are you drunk?” Renjun asks “What are you talking about? You guys are being very weird”
“Yea they’re being weird” you said as you look over the boys, silently asking them to stop whatever they were doing
“We always hang out, why is that weird?”
“Are you sure you two are just friends?” Renjun asked back, making you choke on the coffee you were just drinking. Jaemin’s hand immediately on your back, giving you gentle pats.
“I have years worth of proof that we are” Jaemin answered confidently all while tending to you, thankfully after that the boys didn’t push any further.
When the rest of the boys went back to their own agendas leaving you and Jaemin by yourselves again, you remembered you brought over something else for him
“Before I forget, I bought something else” you said as you take the paper bag you brought with you earlier passing it over to him
Once he saw the content of the bag, he immediately let out a laugh
“Hot sauce?”
“What? I think it’s very fitting”
“We have tons of this around”
“If you don’t like it you can give it back” you acted as if you were taking it back form him but he held it farther from you
“No this is mine now. Thank you” he said with a smile
“For the next comeback, what will you give me?”
“Depends, I guess”
“What if our next single is named something like kiss?” he asked with a teasing smile on, oh be still your beating raging heart.
“You want a kiss?”
“Are you offering?”
“I mean, I think I can find a way”
Days later, when they were on the studio preparing for a perfomance, Jaemin was just sending you random texts here and there when Jisung came giving him a bag
“What’s this?”
“From Y/N noona, she told me to give it to you”
Jaemin smiled the moment your name was mentioned, excited to see what you have up your sleeve this time. Opening the bag, the gift inside making him laugh out loud
“Why? What did she give you?” Jisung asks
“Kiss” well technically kisses since it was a big bag of chocolate kisses. Snapping a picture of your gift and sending a quick text of thanks and a kissy face emoji before stepping on stage with a little extra bounce on his step.
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❝ eyeliner ❞
kuroo x reader — in which you beg your boyfriend to let you do his eyeliner : x gn reader
“does that not hurt?” kuroo’s voice perked up in curiosity as he glanced over the screen of your phone. a tutorial was currently playing, one of the quick ones on instagram you were mindlessly scrolling through to be more specific.
“no? well, i don’t think so anyway.” you reply, eyes glued to the luminous screen of your phone.
“huh” he mumbled to himself as he continued to watch the video over your shoulder.
you were about to scroll to the next video before an idea struck inside of you. eyes flickering up at your boyfriend who was certainly none the wiser, a small smile tugged at your lips before you shut your phone off and turned to face him, puzzling the bed head who’s lap you were currently sat on.
“tetsurō,” you began softly and kuroo raised an eyebrow. “i think, you would look good with eyeliner.”
‘flattery will you anywhere’ you mentally stated before smiling softly at him as he considered your previous statement.
“i look good with anything,” he teased, boyish grin gracing his face. “but,” he sighed, glancing over towards your vanity mirror. “i think maybe you could convince me to try it.”
you sighed and brushed the hair out of his face. his eyes softened as they met yours as he found comfort in your soft touch. “please?” you pleaded, praying your eyes were as soft looking as his.
“my price is a bit higher than just a few pleads.” he smirked at your attempts of begging.
“what if i kiss you?” you asked, thumb grazing over his cheekbone.
“then maybe i’ll let you get draw on my face, you’ll have to do it to find out though.”
you laughed shortly before leaning in, hot breath fanning over his face. you pressed a quick but still very much loving kiss to his lips before pulling away, hands still cupping the sides of his face as he looked at you with his adoring eyes.
“hmmm, i suppose i can do some charity work, and lend you my face as your drawing pad.”
“idiot,” you huffed, flicking his ear as he cackled. “it’s just two small details to your eyes, it’s hardly drawing all over your face.”
still happy he was obliging, you got up and grabbed an eyeliner off your vanity desk before hopping back onto the bed to straddle your awaiting victim.
“hold still” you muttered, brushing the hair out of his face with one hand, eyeliner close to his face with the other. his hands looped around your waist holding you still as you carefully lined up the liquid pen to his eyes.
within just a matter of seconds, kuroo was already snickering and fidgeting uber your touch, the small end of the eyeliner setting his nerves off.
“stop!” you whined pulling away as he visably relaxed at the lack of contact from the cosmetic product.
“you’re the one tickling me” he challenged back as his fidgeting stopped.
“not purposely! now stop it or i won’t kiss you for the rest of the day.”
“we both know that’s a lie but whatev-”
his voice cut off at the sight of your soft glare and small frown.
“okay, okay.” he shrugged in defence, before realaxing back under your touch as you smiled and leaned in.
he winced a little when you applied the product to his face once more, but after a few moments he grew accustomed to the weird feeling and did his best to be the perfect canvas for you.
the eye that wasn’t currently being worked on peeped open for a brief moment and he was so glad it did. the sight of your concentrated face and tongue poking out ever so slightly made his heart flutter. you were just too cute.
he smiled and opened his eyes as you pulled away to study the job on his first eye. a warm feeling spread through him as you hummed in satisfaction before telling his to shut his eyes again so you could work on his other eye.
going through the same process once more, you carefully drew the small but effective details on his eye, making sure to match it as evenly to the other as you could.
pulling away once more, you smiled priding yourself with your good job.
“open you eyes.” you instructed as kuroo obliged.
you sighed as you closed the liner securely and dropped it on your comforter as you messed about with his hair to try and keep the bang away from his eye.
“am i prettier than you?” he joked as you stared at his face, studying your attempt.
“actually,” you breathed out, pulling him off the bed and towards the vanity. “i think you just might be.”
leading kuroo over to the mirror, you stood back so he could analyse himself and his new look. you bit the inside of your cheek as you awaited his final verdict, eyes focused waiting for his reaction.
“i think i like this.” he muttered to himself, moving the obnoxious hair out of his face so he could study both eyes.
he turned to face you before pulling you back over to the bed where his phone was still laying. picking it up, he opened the camera and took candid photos of the two of you much to your objection.
“tetsurō, take them of yourself! i don’t wanna be in it!” you hissed trying to avoid the focus of his phone. “but i need my makeup artist in the photo with me, or who else is going to take credit?” he whined holding you close to him as you struggled to break free from him.
you sighed and gave into his demands, leaning on his chest as he smiled smugly, aiming the front lens of his phone at the two of you. he smirked as you gave a soft smile for the first few shots. the others were just him pulling obnoxious faces as you could be seen sighing in the photos.
scrolling through the photos, kuroo smiled to himself as he selected the ones he wanted to send to bokuto before choosing one to set as his new lockscreen.
“why that one!” you complained as kuroo set a particular photo as his new lockscreen. he was seen smirking in the photo as you pulled a sympathetic expression except the sympathy for certainly for yourself.
“because,” he smiled, switching his phone off and back on again to admire the new wallpaper. “you’re so pretty in this one.”
you scoffed but let the butterflies in your stomach go off anyway. “you say that about every photo.”
“because it’s true. you think my grandparents raised a liar?” he teased, enjoying the reactions from you as he teased.
“no, but they somehow raised an idiot.” you shot back, settling back into his lap as your arms looped over his shoulders.
“yet, who’s the real idiot, falling for one themselves?” he smirked, hands finding home around your waist once more.
“shut up.” you mumbled, leaning in close once more. you studied his eyes once more before looking over his whole face. yeah, you really did fall for an idiot. your idiot.
leaning in, you pressed your lips onto his once more as his hands travelled up your back holding you closer to him. pulling away, you sighed softly before pressing one last kiss to his cheek.
“i knew you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from kissing me again.” he proudly stated as you rolled your eyes before smiling adoringly at him.
he was an idiot, he was a pretty one at the very least and the one you indefinitely had in fact fell for.
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REPOST FROM MY NON WRITING BLOG
title: breakdown of break through || Kageyama Tobio x fem!Reader
a/n: again, a repost from my real old blog I just got tired of going back onto it to find this when I wanna comfort binge it. So I’m just posting it here for easy access for myself
word count: 3k
tags: fluff, friends to lovers ish trope, timeskip!Kageyama, adults enjoying two (2) beers with a meal, unedited
character(s): Kageyama Tobio (hq)
synopsis: Tobio arranged for you to come pick him up when he came back for a visit. His plane was early. You were on time. Suddenly you’re eating a meal with his family like your back in high school all over again. This time though he finds the words he couldn’t before.
Through break down or black out that name lit up on your phone like none other.
Tobio.
Now though you were getting a slough of texts. Phone humming in your hand. Giving you no time to look at the messages and look for the black haired man in the crowded airport. Once more you glanced up at the gate number knowing it was the right one he told you. Where was he then?
Fed up finally you skip past all the texts just to call him. Only a single ring on the other end and you spoke before he had a chance, "Where are you?"
"What?"
"Where are you?" You repeat into the phone a little sharper than intended, "I'm at the gate I thought you were going to get off?"
"I'm already off, I'm at my place I thought-"
"Oh my god when did you land then?!" Huffing you were about to hang up and find the incriminating texts that said when his flight got in. Of course you didn't because Tobio stopped you.
"I told you when I left things were early so I'd be landing about two hours before and we didn't have a layover." Tobio's voice pauses on the other end as you groan loudly into the phone speaker to let him know how displeased you were. "Wait, where are you?"
"I'm at the terminal you idiot!" With little care for anyone looking at you like the mad woman screaming into your phone that you were, "Where are you already?!"
"My place I told you! Are you going to come over or not?!"
"W-What?" You stop a second like you didn't hear him, "What?"
"I said are you coming over? I thought we were going to hang out."
Not what was agreed on. In fact you intended to pick him up and the idea of hang out was maybe you'd grab a bite to eat then that be it. You hadn't seen one another in, oh well, it had to be two almost three years now. Sure you texted each other almost every day. With regular facetime happening weekly. The idea of seeing each other face to face though. It left your stomach tight and a bundle of nerves a little less than understandable. He was a big shot volleyball player now. Being friends with a celebrity felt weirder to you than you cared to admit. You thought if maybe just a lunch and then he could go see the guys things would be alright. Instead now he was asking you to come hang out at his place all of a sudden.
"What?" You echo yourself for a third time like he asked.
"I told you to come over! I thought that's what we were gonna do!"
You swallow the lump in your throat as you grip your phone tighter, "Wait- What about the others and Shoyo I just thought-"
"Just come over already."
Undeniable click on the other end when he hung up. No second to dispute it in the moment. You wanted to hang out. You really did. But something ate you. Nerves. Maybe this was a bad idea. What you had going was perfect and seeing each other for the first time in years seemed like you were going to ruin something. Unsure what there was to ruin. You two were friends. This white knuckled grip on your phone seemed silly. But why wasn't it going away?
Shaking the nerves out like you could simply whisk them away. You pocketed your phone ready to still yell at him for mixing up such a simple schedule and making you go to the airport like an idiot.
Last time you recalled being at Tobio's place was for a going away party. Of course his own because his mother threw it and all of the volleyball team and tagalongs were included. It was fun last time, with everyone that is. Yachi and Kiyoko to be with, you really enjoyed yourself the last time you were here. But now you wondered if you could have just as much fun without all your friends around to buffer you.
One might mock the twenty something year old for keeping his stuff at home. Repeatedly Tobio asked why would he move when most his time was spent in Germany. He came home to see family and friends anyways. Keeping his things there only made more sense.
Finding yourself wrapping your knuckles on the Kageyama's door after you finally made it to where he was and not the airport. It took but one wrap to be greeted by the setter in a heartbeat.
"Tobio!" Your eyes widen, having to actually tip your head back to look at him. Was he this tall last time you saw him, "Your- Where is-"
"My mom's out with my sister. You missed that cry fest already," His blue eyes roll to the back of his head only for a second. Followed by a cheeky smile. An actual smile crossing his lips as he looks down at you for a moment. Perhaps realizing he really was looking down at you, "It's uh..."
"Been a while?" You feel the tips of your ears getting warm.
This was stupid. Utterly insane.
You saw him almost every week on the screen of your phone. Why was this so much different? Why couldn't there be someone else here to buffer this for you.
"Two and a half years since you came and saw me in Germany," Tobio palmed the back of his head with that crooked smile on his face wearing a hole in your heart.
You look him up and down, still in athletic gear like it was all he owned. Actually that was probably true. He was shit at figuring what to wear so Tobio just opted for brand loyalty of anyone who gave him free stuff. Those athletic shorts a testament to that fact considering you at least tried to wear something nice and clean to pick him up at the airport he decided to leave from.
"What the hell is with you not telling me you left early!?" Snapped back to the indignance you felt at the airport and the drive over, you cross your arms with a peeved look.
"That's not true!" He dug into his pocket for his phone. Quick to shove it in your face of your text conversation last night. Tobio pointing out the text he explained poorly as an early flight. You couldn't focus in the seconds following when the fresh scent of his familiar deodorant hit you.
It'd been so long. You'd forgotten how much you loved the way he smelled even when you were in school together. To think it still made your chest as tight as it did back when you were teenagers. Almost enough to make you not notice your name in his phone.
There, tacked onto the end your name was a heart. A double take in order. That was until Tobio realized you weren't looking at his text. And right away he yanked his phone away from your view. Cheeks dusted with red as he fidgeted and tried to push his hair back off his face to no avail. Absorbed too much in his phone you hadn't realized his hair was wet as well. Explaining why you could smell his familiar deodorant so easily. He'd obviously taken a shower.
"You took a shower like I haven't seen drenched in sweat?" You break the forming ice between the two of you in an attempt to not let it get any worse. Even if your ears feel as hot as the sun. Your attempt seems to ease something between the two of you and Tobio let a bit of a smile soften on his features.
"You gonna stand out there like an idiot?" He looked at you point blank.
"You gonna ask me to come in like a decent host?" You shoot back.
Maybe you didn't need the buffer of everyone else to hang out with your friend.
Explaining his mom and sister had gone to go get things for dinner as well as pick his grandma up. The offer to stay for a home cooked meal was extended to you quickly. Apprehensive to accept seeing as things were going well now but maybe not so much later. You didn't want to overstay your welcome. Tobio really wasn't going to take no for an answer. Even repeating that dinner was going to be served and it was one of your favorite concoctions Mrs. Kageyama made. Unsure of the last time you had a home cooked meal like that. You begrudgingly accept because your stomach really did speak up for you.
First met with the fear of how long you and Tobio might be alone together. It thankfully wasn't enough time for you to stick your foot in your mouth. Both his sister and mom showed up with grandma Kageyama in tow. All three women more than excited to see you since it'd been a few months since you stopped by. Tobio's mom showering you in affection as her 'good' child seeing as you came to visit far more than her son. A cranky Tobio argued that he lived all the way in Germany there was just no 'coming over' to visit. He hardly won that argument.
Much like the times in high school when you came over. Mrs. Kageyama asked if you would help with dinner. Extending an extra set of hands to meal prep meant you did find a bit of a buffer from being left alone with Tobio for too long. Ironically though instead of spending his time on his phone or something capturing his attention on the tv. Tobio was in the kitchen with the rest of the family helping with what little prep there was to spare between the four of you.
He really was shit at cooking but it was cute to watch the world renowned setter get scolded by his mom even at this age. Each time you giggled he'd shoot you a glare that only lasted a few seconds. Unable to hold it as his cheeks would gain a dusting of pink and he'd just huff and go back to doing it better like his mom told him to.
This felt good. This felt like home. It had been a while since you felt like this.
"And dinner is done!" Mrs. Kageyama was happy to announce the mini feast. More than you ever thought was needed for a dinner. You suspected maybe her son being home had something to do with it. Though with how much she made you expected some more visitors. That was dashed though when you realized he still ate like a horse. Snickering you won't deny Mrs. Kageyama knew what she was doing in the kitchen. Everything you eat feels like a warm hug. And that wasn't just the beer you had with dinner speaking for you. This really felt amazing.
"Hey," Tobio stood above you once he'd clear the table after his mom and sister said they'd be back after dropping grandma Kageyama off, "You want another?"
A second you realize he's looking down at the empty beer in front of you, "Um-"
"I was gonna have another anyways," Tobio gives you an answer before you can have a chance.
Matching cans he brings you one but mentions he's going to go sit outside for a bit. Wondering if you'd like to come with. Stuffed with dinner you were pretty sure you could move if you forced yourself to. So you find yourself trailing him to the back patio ever so familiar to you.
Outside looks so much different than you remember. No more volleyball net. The sets of poles gone. No random volleyballs left out or scattered everywhere. You'd seen this yard a million times since graduation but for some reason it felt weird sitting out there with the volleyball fanatic himself and not a single volleyball in his grasp.
The crack of his beer reminds you of the one in your grasp. Following suit you open your own and take a sip before setting it on the table next to his. Alone together but you could do this.
"...how long you planning on staying?" Out of everything, he hadn't told you how long his little vacation was going to last this time.
"I don't know." A very unlike him answer. You turned to him just to see Tobio looking out at the yard in front of the both of you with a glazed over look.
"What about the team? Did everyone come back with you too?" Figuring everyone was on break then, Kōrai, Wakatoshi and Fukurō must have come back to visit family too since they weren't a bother in the last video call you had together.
"I don't know." Again with the vacant look. Tobio was earning a scowl from you now. He only had a single beer with dinner too so he had no excuse to be this spacy. Seconds away from getting the grumpy side of you, he turns to meet your gaze, "I took a little bit of time off."
Wow.
There hadn't been anytime off since graduations. Not any on purpose that was. Tobio had been moving forward to make sure he wasn't left behind just like the others did after graduating. Getting to where he was now was no easy feat. For him to take a break was utterly concerning.
"Did something happened? With the guys? The Schweiden team are-"
"No, it was my choice." Tobio looked at you then down to your pair of drinks, "I had something bothering me."
"Alright you know what-" Huffing you square up with him across the patio table, "What the hell? First you don't tell me when you're getting here. Then you get here hours early and don't tell me. Your mom made you re-chop the garlic twice and you didn't say anything. And you haven't mentioned harassing Shoyo over the phone one time. What's up with you?"
Blue eyes staring at you from across the table. Much like the way he stared at you the day he told you he'd be going to Germany. Unlike then the stomach lurking feeling you got from that day didn't measure up to now. Tobio's fixed expression unreadable on his familiar yet so different face. You were looking at your friend but someone entirely new in front of you all at once.
Between the time you waited for an explanation and when he moved forward. Time sped up. His lips against yours before you knew it. In a moment so fleeting that you weren't able to do anything but stare at him when he came back into your full line of sight.
The way you didn't say anything sent him into the first real glimpse of an old fumbling fool, "Oh god no! I- That wasn't- Shit wait y/n no I-"
"You-" the word bubbled in your throat all at once, "-kissed me."
His blue eyes grew huge and the setter looked down at the lips of your hardly touched beer can, "I- Wait listen ok I-"
"Again."
"What?"
"Kiss me again."
Tobio's eyes darted up from the cans. You were looking at him. The same way you did across the gym all those years ago. With such a conviction that his skin tingled with lively vibrance nothing in the world compared to. He could feel his hairs stand on end like they were saluting you. And he bit his lip once nervously expecting you to back down. When you didn't though. He knew he had to.
Slowed down from before. To take a moment to savor everything about it lost in the urgency of the first one. Tobio's lips met yours like they were old friends. Kiss as tender as you imagined. It wasn't until your hands were up cupping his face. And his fingertips grazed the skin of your cheek as he did the same. Did you really make the realization of the knot of nerves in your stomach loosening all at once.
"...I came back to see you." Tobio confessed against your lips. He found his words even though he reluctantly didn't want the kiss to end, "I couldn't focus and- I wasn't doing great at practice- Things were off I just couldn't-"
"We talk every day," You give that out like it's the same. You're a liar if anything. None of it was the same and none of it would be the same now they you had the buzz of his lips against yours, "I don't understand- We just-"
"I think I love you-" Tobio blurted.
No going back now.
Cheeks as red as the day you first kissed his knuckles after nationals. Tobio could only blink a few dozen times as it was hard enough to think of the right words when he was focused. Now his mind was leaving him at a million miles an hour and everything he'd rehearsed was for nothing in this very moment. All Tobio could think of was the hum of your lips against his. Comparing it to how he always imagined it would feel. And realizing now, it was so much better than that.
He swore he could see his reflection in your eyes. Quickly Tobio tried to recoup the plan he had made on the plane ride, "I just- Hold on ok- It's just- Ever since we were kids- I guess a long time- And being in Germany- It feels weird away- I love it but it doesn't feel completely right- I came back to see you and- I didn't mean it exactly like-"
"I love you too." The words swelled in your chest like a school girl. Here you were in your twenties confessing like a fool. Somehow it felt better than keep it all in these years. You find more to go along with just blurting that out like he did, "I mean- I think I've known for a while- A long while. This feeling, I don't know a lot of things I guess since I don't travel the world like you. Even when you were so far away I couldn't shake this-"
All over again and for only the third time in a lifetime. Tobio leaned in and kissed you. Practice making perfect with him like always. This time his hands found yours to squeeze them tight. Fingers wrapping around your palms with the warm of them taking over your hands.
Tobio was slow. He waited an entire plan ride plus almost a decade to do this. Through break downs or break throughs, your lips lit up more in him than anything your name in his contacts could ever do.
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— kageyama as your boyfriend.
milk boy🥛is typing... hope you enjoy.
milk boy only knows how to do 2 things.
find good yogurt/milk and play volleyball.
relationships? he doesn’t know what that it is.
ahh just kidding~
anyways, dating tobio?
it’s definitely possible but you gotta have patients.
promise his mind isn’t always focused on volleyball and becoming the best— OR about milk based products.
tobio here developed a crush on you just like any other normal boy and of course he somehow made his way into a relationship with you.
but he did go over if his emotions for you are true or if it’s one of those moments where he simply finds you attractive and you’re starting to take effect on him beforehand. (different meanings here. iykyk)
has spent countless nights with you running through his mind and days where he finds himself daydreaming about you along with the cute things he wants to do with you as well.
after countless days that turned into a few months (just 2), tobio finally found himself acknowledging that his crush for you is real and he actually wants a relationship with you.
now the confessing part could go two ways;
a) he’s bold enough to tell you straight up “i like you and i want you to be mine.”
or.
b) there’s no second option... he knows what he wants and that’s YOU so why sugarcoat it.
jokes again~
b) he’ll come to you with a blush and confess his feelings with something along the lines like; “please go out with me. if you’re free this weekend then i would like to take you out.” (if you look at his ears, bet they’re redder than his cheeks)
bonus choice c) you confess first and he can’t help but become super flustered. most definitely accepted your confession in a heartbeat.
boom! new couple alert. (that we stan and love)
although... in the beginning, the relationship was quite odd.
nothing too extreme that you’re like “damn... sir i’m five seconds away from ascending from how awkward things are.”
but just know it’s... weird.
he never attempted any kind of skinship or did much of anything that was consider couple like.
it’s not because he wasn’t interested or anything, he just had to go over the pros and cons of showing it with you since nothing was discussed about it.
tobio’s constant thoughts were; “would it be okay to just go for it...? what if i end up getting slapped or punched. but if i don’t go for it then would i be a bad boyfriend? what if she wants to already and i just haven’t picked up the signs...”
literally spent some days just analyzing you just in case he really did miss any hints you gave and when he’s unable to find any (if you haven’t made the first move already) the first few weeks, you two showed no true notions of dating.
although he did make up for the lack of skinship by bringing a second yogurt drink and giving it to you.
“here.”
“hm? what’s this?”
“a drink. i may have brought a second one.”
“on accident or on purpose~?”
“do you want it or not..? b-because i can easily drink it without your teasing.”
“i’ll take it. thank you for being so sweet~”
“whatever.”
proceeeds to give his cute little pout while looking away.
although after a while he brings it up and you two discuss what’s allowed and what’s not allowed.
even then, he’s still bizarre about it because he’ll randomly grab your hand and hold it strangely or say out of no where “please... hold my hand.”
could really go on and on about the awkward stage but you didn’t come here for that.
so let’s discuss the relationship currently. probably been dating for a few years now.
100% more stable with no miscommunications about anything.
all the doubt and worrying about what’s okay is no longer evident on him and he’s actually more relaxed in a way.
but do expect him to be honest with you straight up now and he would like if you do the same from as well.
since you two have been together for so long, it’s only right to be completely honest anyways, yeah?
anyways kags is extremely— let me say it again... EXTREMELY caring towards you.
it’s not noticeable off the rip since he’s still going to be a bit closed off and sometimes pretend he isn’t huge softie for you, but the way he shows that he cares is through subtle things.
like picking up what you like, dislike, what kind of people you tend to avoid and/or tolerate temporarily, funny habits you’ve developed when you were younger and etc.
occasionally he’ll go out of his way to buy you something if you mentioned it and gifts it to you one day.
you don’t even have to say ‘i wish i could buy this’. tobio either saw the item from your screen one day or you just so happened to have asked his opinion about it (with no true intentions of buying it) and he’ll remember.
there’s never a dull moment where he isn’t being attentive you.
yet something to point out is that his true personality is there still.
it’s just more water down and only makes a true appearance when someone decides to flirt with you.
vv protective and a bit possessive too.
tobio won’t right away put whoever is hitting on you in their place if it looks like you’re confident enough to handle it on your own.
but it’s quite easy to tell when he’s a little irritated by someone trying their luck with you due to the atmosphere around him (so dark).
however, if it looks like you’re extremely uncomfortable and can’t handle the situation then he’s already making his way towards you.
he’ll wrap his arm around you before telling the person off. sometimes you gotta stop him because he won’t hesitate to make them cry.
besides that; another part of his personality that occasionally makes an appearance in the relationship would be his short-temp.
which brings us to the topic of arguments because of that temp ties in with it.
not gonna say they happen often since they don’t and he constantly works on that part of himself for you (and himself).
but when arguments do happen, then tobio will end walking away from you to chill off if he feels that things are getting pretty heated since he’s capable of saying something extremely hurtful.
honestly he can’t stay mad at you long so when he’s back to normal then best believe he’s coming back to you and saying sorry.
even if it’s not his fault, he’s still going to apologize.
might take you out to eat/buy you snacks in hopes you’ll forgive him faster.
really tries his best to not let fights occur and may even try talking them out if he’s able to.
moving along~
if you expected this man to be an grade A flirt... it’s not happening.
no matter how long you’ve two been together, he hasn’t gotten the flirting aspect down to a pack completely.
but does he still try? of course he does. will he ever stop? probably not even if it’s embarrassing.
the only thing you can do is just accept it and like it. A for effort.
bonus: he probably asks his teammates about advice on flirting... just don’t be surprised when he uses one of the pick up lines he learned from noya and tanaka.
def the loyal type.
if girls finally decided to notice him and shot their shot at him then he’s quick to shut them down.
could literally offer this man all the money in the world just to stop being loyal to you and he would decline.
we stan and love loyal boyfriend tobio <3
because of you, he does better in school. although he hated the thought of studying, he actually starts to love it since you’re the one teaching him and if you incorporate rewards (like a kiss or milk candy) then he’s completely down to work harder.
plus kageyama loves it when you praise him for making high test scores.
also want to add that he’s also the kind of boyfriend who’s interested in anything you like.
since you’re apart of what he likes, volleyball (if you decide to ask him about teaching you about the spot or just showing up to his games), then he’s always down to show interest and support for the things you like.
quickly let’s get into nicknames. top ones for you are 🥁🥁🥁 dummy/my dummy, babe, my love/love and chipmunk (don’t question the last one.)
pda. pda. pda.
everything is the same in both the public and private department. he’s down with holding hands, kissing you, cuddling and something he LOVES doing the most with you is headpats.
don’t know why but he loves doing that and he also during lunch (and at home), he loves when you two are alone so he can finally rest his head on your lap and take a short nap or just generally lay there.
could go on about public affection too but let’s briefly move to dates.
dates with tobio consist of you bike riding, going out to eat, walks in the park, picnics and just generally anything cute but also simple.
literally treats you like a goddess and as much as i would like to make a whole essay about dating him— i’ll cut it short here.
tobio = best boy & best boyfriend.
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Curiosity Killed The Cat | Owen Patrick Joyner
Requested: Yes/No
Hi! I was wondering if you can do an Owen imagine kinda based off his Instagram story of him finding a cat. I was thinking he’d actually find the missing cat though and come ring your doorbell at 4am bc he’s chaotic. You can decide everything. Thank you in advance!!!
A/N: The cat doesn’t actually die in this, it’s just a saying that i liked for the title, so don’t worry! It’s got a happy ending!
Pairing: Owen x Fem!Reader
Song(s) used: none
Warnings: none
Words: 3,949
A week. It had been exactly one week since y/n last saw her cat, Tunabean. The white, grey striped Ragamuffin cat had been absent from y/n’s apartment for way longer than she normally would be and it worried y/n to the point where she’d be out looking for the little rascal every night after work.
“Found her yet?” Jamila asked as she entered y/n’s apartment after coming home from work.
Jamila was y/n’s roommate and best friend since college. The two had lived together through their college career and decided to be roommates after too, as long as neither had significant others to go live with.
“No,” y/n’s lip stuck out into a pout as she feverishly reposted the message on all her social media platforms. “People have been tearing down my posters as well. Did you see the ones near Andrews Park? They were torn to shreds!”
Jamila pulled her lips into a tight smile before putting her bags on the dining room table and joining y/n on the couch. “Yeah, I saw. I’m really sorry, y/n. If you want, we can go and put up some more posters? Exchange the torn up ones with some fresh ones?”
“You’d do that for me?”
“Of course! Sweetie, I’d do anything to get little Bean home, you know that, right?” y/n nodded her head in response, though she wasn’t sure if she knew that.
Jamila wasn’t the biggest fan of Tunabean at first. She hated cats. Growing up, she’d always had a dog but never a cat. She didn’t trust the little rascals for one second. So, when y/n showed up with little Tunabean after having had what felt like the worst week of her life, Jamila was a tiny bit angry. But eventually warmed up to Tunabean when the little kitty seemed so placid, you could easily cuddle up to it on the sofa.
“Let’s go find Zach at his work, bribe him to print me more posters for cheap, hang ‘em up around town and then maybe Tino’s?” Jamila’s eyes lit up at the mention of her favorite restaurant.
She snapped her fingers and pointed finger guns at her best friend. “Sounds like a plan!” she said and wrapped her scarf tighter around her neck. It was a cold November day and no person could leave their house consciously without being bundled up into layers and layers of clothing.
“I hope Bean didn’t hide under a car and the owner didn’t tap the hood before getting in…” y/n muttered, her voice thick with worry, as they exited the apartment building and stepped into the blistering cold.
“I’m sure she just found a few boyfriends and is spending her time with them,” Jamila tried to reassure her, but knew all-too-well that Tunabean wouldn’t stay away this long, even if she had a lover cat to make little kittens with. She loved Jamila and y/n’s home too much.
“Are you slut shaming my cat right now?”
“Our cat,” Jamila corrected, causing a smile to find its way to y/n’s face, “And no, I am not. I’m just trying to be optimistic here, y/n.” Jamila tucked her cold hands into the pockets of her tan peacoat. “I’m sure Tunabean is alright.”
“What if she isn’t though? What if she’s like meowing somewhere in the middle of Norman and no one to hear her pleas?” Jamila rolled her eyes at how dramatic her best friend was being.
“Norman ain’t that big, sweetie. I’m sure if she’s meowing somewhere, we would’ve heard her already.”
“Exactly! Which means she’s either dead or god knows anywhere! She could be in Oklahoma City! We don’t know that!” y/n exclaimed loudly, using excessive hand gestures more so to keep herself warm than emphasis.
Jamila stopped in her tracks and grabbed y/n by the shoulders, stopping her too. “Stop being such a drama queen, y/n! I’m sure Tunabean is fine. Maybe she’s on an adventure or making new friends, you don’t know that!”
“You don’t care about our child, admit it,” y/n muttered. This rendered Jamila silent. “Admit you don’t care about our child, Jam!” Passer-byers shot them a weirded out glare, which Jamila sent right back.
“Oh, please! Don’t pretend there are no lesbian families in Norman too!” she yelled at them. The comical side of the whole situation made y/n laugh a tiny bit. “There’s that smile I like to see.” Jamila softly touched y/n’s chin with her knuckle before grabbing the girl’s hand in hers. The warmth of Jamila’s hand radiating through to y/n’s made her feel all toasty. “Let’s go print some posters!”
The girls reached a one-storey building with red decrepit letters stuck to the roof.
HOOPER PRINTING CO.
As y/n opened the glass door and held it for Jamila to walk in, the smell of ink reached her nostrils. Though not a very traditional scent to love, it reminded y/n of one of her best friends. It was like her brain just knew that the muscles in her cheeks would soon start to hurt thanks to Zachary. A boy the girls had met in college as Xana.
Jamila spotted the bleached blonde mop of hair immediately and signaled to y/n to sneak up to him. On their tippy toes, the two approached the tall slender man, and when they were close enough, they took in a deep breath and-- “Don’t even think about it,” Zach mumbled without even looking at them.
Jamila and y/n glanced at each other, cheeks puffed out from the breath they were holding. “How’d you--?” y/n didn’t even finish her sentence as she looked past Zach and her eyes landed on a tiny tv screen. Cameras, of course.
“Since when do you have security cameras?” y/n asked as she hopped onto the counter Zach was sorting invoices on.
He shrugged, “Sometime this week, I think.” His bright blue eyes met y/n’s as she sheepishly looked at him while kicking her legs. The boy sighed exasperated, knowing all too well what the girls are here for. “No. Not again.”
“Please, Zachy! Tunabean is still missing and her posters have been ripped down!” Her eyes teared up at the thought of her kitty being out there all by herself in Norman. All she could hope was that the creepy dudes from Doyle’s didn’t get their filthy paws on her little princess.
“Come on, Zach. You love that cat too!” Jamila chimed in, crossing her arms across her chest and glaring at him knowingly.
“Fine, come here,” he reached out his hand and y/n handed him the thumb drive on which she kept her self-made posters. “You’re gonna have to buy me Tino’s though.”
“We were going there afterwards, if you wanna join?” y/n’s voice was teasing and sly.
“I’m off at five,” he simply stated before pressing a few buttons on his desktop and waking up the printer closest to them. “How long has she been gone for?” he then asked after a few beats of silence. Y/N dropped her head and stared at her still moving legs for a moment.
“About a week,” she replied.
Zach pulled his lips into a tight smile. He reached his hand out and placed it gently on top of hers. “She’ll come back.”
“How can you be so sure? She might be hurt somewhere or dead and I won’t even know. I won’t even be able to say goodbye to her.” Tears pooled in y/n’s eyes as she thought of the sweet little kitten she had found in a ‘take one for free’ box on a curb one day. She was the last one left.
“I’m not sure, y/n. But I’d like to be optimistic. Besides, Tunabean is resilient and the most independent kitty I’ve ever known. She’ll survive. She’s probably out adventuring with some friends.”
Though the words weren’t very reassuring and y/n knew she had every right to be worried, they did calm her down a little. Tunabean was resilient and extremely independent. She’ll find her way back home.
*
“I’ll see you guys later, bye!” Owen waved at his friends as he stepped into the cold November night. It was 4 am and he was just returning home from a day spent with friends. He had fallen asleep during the movie, only waking up in the middle of the night, realizing his parents were probably worrying about him, seeing he’d told them he’d be home by midnight at the latest.
He softly hummed along to the song that was playing in his head as he walked down West Main Street, his hands tucked deep into his pockets to try and keep them warm. He should’ve brought a thicker coat or a thicker jumper.
“Ah, mister Joyner!” a familiar voice with a thick accent made him shake out of his train of thought about the cold. The friendly face of the robust Italian greeted him in the dim light of the restaurant behind him.
“Still working, Tino?” Owen asked as he stopped in his tracks to talk to the man everyone in Norman, Oklahoma loved.
“Already back at work, ragazzino!” he replied in his thick Italian accent. Owen always thought it was fake and just for show to lure clients, so that they knew he was a pure Italian man, sharing his love for the Italian cuisine in his restaurant.
“At four in the morning?!” Owen exclaimed, stunned at the man’s determination for his job.
“Deliveries don’t wait, signore.” His laugh boomed into the empty, dark streets of Norman. Owen couldn’t help but let out a laugh too while his eyes averted and landed on a poster in the window. A black-and-white picture of a small cat stared back at him.
MISSING: TUNABEAN
Grey-and-white striped ragamuffin cat, listens to the name Tunabean.
“She’s been missing for a week, the poor girl who owns her is worried sick,” Tino told Owen when he noticed what he was looking at. The blond twenty-year-old pressed his lips together. He only ever had a dog that had never run away, but he could imagine what it would be like to not know where your pet is. He would totally lose it if Bindi ever went missing.
“I feel sorry for her,” Owen said, unsure of anything else to say.
“Yeah, me too,” said Tino. “Keep an eye out for Tunabean, yeah?”
“I will.”
And with that, Owen continued his walk back home. The cat on the poster kept haunting his mind. Those big eyes were something he wouldn’t forget anytime soon. Thanks to said image plastered in his brain, he even started hearing meowing when he got to Andrews Park. It was a soft, fragile meow that had to echo through his brain for a few seconds before he realized it actually came from the bushes he was walking past as he passed through Andrews Park.
Curiously, and kind of feverishly, Owen started to dig into the shrubbery until he found a tiny cat. “Oh, don’t worry, little one. I got you.” He said as he carefully detangled it from the branches. As he held it up to his face, he found the big, round eyes from the poster staring back at him in real life. “Tunabean?” he cooed, and the cat tilted its head ever so slightly.
He stroked the cat’s head and scratched behind her ear before pulling it closer into his chest. She was shivering, but Owen wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or the fear. If she’d been missing for a week, God knows how long she must’ve been stuck in there.
“You hurt, little one?” he mumbled to it as he absentmindedly made his way to the one person he knew could help.
“Owen,” Emmy groaned when she’d opened the door to find him standing on the curb with a pout on his face. “It’s four in the morning, I have to be up in an hour for work.”
“That’s why I’m here,” he said and showed her the cat he had tucked in his jacket to keep it warm. “I found her in the bushes near Andrews Park. Can you check if she’s okay?” Emmy’s eyes darted from the cat to Owen and back. “Please, Emmy? You’re the only one I know could help her out.”
“Come on in,” she sighed, clearly disgruntled at the early wakeup call. But she couldn’t say no to a little kitty in need. She’d been rescuing animals since she was a little girl, she wasn’t going to leave this one in the dust.
Owen placed the cat on the table as it meowed and nudged Owen’s hand with her head. “It’s okay, Tunabean, Emmy here is gonna make sure you’re okay.”
“Tunabean?” Emmy asked as she put on latex gloves.
“Yeah, I think it’s the cat from the missing posters you see all around town?”
Emmy gingerly took the cat in her gloved hands and started her check-up. “Ah, yes! My brother and his buddies took some of them down, thinking they were ‘rebellious’.” She rolled her eyes. “You gonna bring her back?”
“Of course, Tino said the owner was worried sick about her.”
Emmy smiled at this. Owen had always been the compassionate one in their friend group. He’d only act upon things if he was sure it wouldn’t hurt anyone else. Though, sometimes that compassion vanished when they were with their friends and he got a ‘brilliant’ idea, which was most likely kind of dangerous.
“Oh, look,” Emmy whispered as she showed Tunabean’s paw. There was a thorn stuck in the little pad. “Poor thing! Hold her for a second, please? I’m gonna get my tweezers to get it out.” Owen placed a hand on the cat’s stomach, his fingers lightly scratching at the white fur.
Emmy returned with everything she needed, and within a few seconds, Tunabean was freed from the thorn in her paw and back on her feet. She suddenly seemed a lot more peppy than she was before.
“Let’s get you home, yeah?” Owen said as he scooped the kitten back up into his arms, holding it close to his chest. Emmy took her gloves off and scratched the cat’s head.
“Goodbye, Tunabean,” she cooed, earning licks from her rough little tongue. “Ooh, I think I got the girl’s address here somewhere. Tunabean is Anna’s client and we’ve got them in the system.”
As quickly as she’d said it, she’d handed the address over to Owen. After thanking her profusely, Owen went on his way with the cat tucked safely in his jacket for warmth.
He was nervous as it was already five in the morning and the woman most definitely was still asleep. But he didn’t want to keep her in even more suspense and worry about her cat as she already was.
“Hello?” a sleepy voice sounded through the intercom.
“Hi, I’m Owen, I think I got your cat, Tunabean?”
A silence fell, only Tunabean’s sleepy snoring disrupting the peace and quiet of the night. The poor girl had fallen asleep in Owen’s arms. He almost felt sad he had to give her away again.
It took a good minute before the door to the apartment building opened up and a girl in red flannel pj’s opened the door. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun with big strands falling out of it. Though she’d probably rather not be seen like this out in public, Owen thought she looked breathtaking, even in the dim light from the hallway of her corridor and the street lights.
“You really got Tunabean?” she asked as she held onto the door, squishing herself in the small opening she’d granted herself. Owen opened his jacket and carefully showed her the cat who’d woken up from her slumber. “Tunabean!” the girl exclaimed and grabbed the grey pet from the boy’s hands. Their fingers brushed ever so slightly, and though y/n was too busy with her cat, Owen felt it. He felt the spark.
“I would invite you inside for a drink to thank you, but my roommate is still asleep and I don’t want to wake her.” Owen held up his hand, a smile tugging at his lips as he shook his head.
“That’s okay. I don’t need a reward. I’m just glad I could reunite the two of you again,” he said, smiling at the girl and her cat. “Oh! She did have a thorn in her paw though, but my friend is a vet and I took her to her for a check-up before I came here.”
“Aw, poor Bean,” she scratched the cat’s head before turning back to the blonde boy. “Thank you. That’s very considerate of you.” He tipped his head forward, the smile still persistent on his lips.
“Glad I could help,” he repeated, jamming his hands into the pockets of his jacket again. “I’m gonna go though. I’m sure you’d rather go back to sleep right now than talk to a complete stranger on your doorstep.”
“Oh, uhm, okay… Goodbye then? And thank you again for bringing Tunabean back.”
Owen took a few steps backwards as he said, “You’re most welcome. Goodbye, Tunabean and…”
“Y/N.”
“Goodbye Tunabean and y/n.” His eyes lingered on hers for a few more seconds before he turned around to really make his way home now, no distractions.
“Wait! I didn’t catch yours!” she whisper-shouted after him.
He turned again, but kept walking. “Owen,” he said.
“Goodbye, Owen.” She grabbed Tunabean’s paw and waved at him with it, causing a giggle to rake through Owen’s body. With his hand still in his pocket, he waved back.
The more distance he created between them, the bigger his smile became as he thought of her. She was the epitome of a beautiful dream come to life. It made him wonder what she’d look like if she did put effort into her appearance. That could just be the death of him.
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After two more hours of sleep, the alarm blaring through her room woke y/n from a beautiful dream with the mysterious blonde boy that rang her doorbell very early in the morning. It caused her to wake up with the thought of him, wondering if she’d ever see him again.
“Morning,” she greeted Jamila when she found her best friend in the living room, gathering all her stuff. “Guess who came home last night!” As if on cue, the little cat pattered across the hardwood floor towards the dark beauty that was Jamila. Her eyes widened as did her smile upon seeing the white-and-grey ragamuffin.
“Bean!” Jamila shrieked as she knelt down to pick the four-legged friend off the floor. “Oh, baby! I missed you!” She peppered the cat with kisses, receiving the kisses back from her tiny pink tongue. “Where’d you find him?”
“Oh, I didn’t. This guy, Owen, did. He brought her back at, like, five in the morning,” y/n explained as she absentmindedly smiled at the thought of those pretty blue-ish eyes.
“And this Owen guy is pretty cute, isn’t he?” Jamila asked upon noticing her best friend’s flustered demeanor. “Did you ask for his number?” Y/N rolled her eyes before she started gathering her things she needed for work.
“It was five in the morning, I had just woken up and I was too busy with Tunabean’s return to even think of that,” she explained, mostly cursing at herself for not asking his number. “Besides, I looked disgusting, I doubt he thought I was the epitome of beauty.”
Jamila simply shook her head, debating against saying any more about it before pressing a kiss to y/n’s cheek and leaving the apartment.
A silence fell over the space, leaving y/n alone with her thoughts. Her beautiful, yet annoying thoughts of the handsome boy at her front door. “He was handsome, wasn’t he, Tunabean?” she asked her cat, who simply tilted her head to the side as she sat in front of y/n on the floor.
Once y/n had gathered her stuff for work today, she said goodbye to Tunabean and left the apartment. She was fumbling around in her handbag to look for her car keys when a vaguely familiar voice made her look up.
The gorgeous blue eyes she’d been dreaming of for two whole hours were staring down at her whilst the plump pink lips curled up into a dreamy smile. “Oh, hey, Owen.”
“I wanted to come and check up on Tunabean,” he carefully said, pointing up at the building she’d just come out of. “You know, see if she’s okay and stuff.” He suddenly seemed nervous. More nervous than he did at five in the morning.
“Uhm, she’s okay, actually. Slept well and seemed very chipper this morning,” y/n reassured him, a smile playing at her lips as her eyes scanned his face. She made sure to make a mental note of every single detail of his face. Like how he stuck his tongue between his teeth as he smiled or how his eyes squinted slightly or the stubble faintly growing on his chin.
“Oh, okay, good. That’s--that’s all, then…” He awkwardly coughed.
Y/N awaited anything else, her eyes darting left and right as they just fumblingly stood on the curb in front of y/n’s apartment. “I-uhm… I have to get to work though, so…” She pointed somewhere behind Owen, indicating she needed to pass him and get going.
“Right!” he said and took a step aside to let her through. She offered him a little wave and a soft ‘bye’ as she passed him. He watched her walk away, cursing at himself for not asking what he really wanted to ask. “Wait!” he yelled, making her stop in her tracks and turn around again with an expectant look on her face. “That’s-that’s not what I wanted to ask. I mean it was, but it wasn’t the only thing I wanted to ask.” He scratched the back of his neck as y/n’s eyes searched for an answer on his face.
Y/N looked at him with a piercing glint in her eyes, urging him to continue.
“Oh, right! Uhm… Would you -- would you maybe wanna go have a drink with me later today? Or something?” Her smile grew wider as she slowly nodded her head in response.
“I’m off at five. Meet me at Gray Owl then,” she told him before turning to walk away.
Owen was left on her curb, wondering if he had died. He thought she looked pretty when she’d just rolled out of bed, but now that she was all dolled up for work, she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. And that smile. That smile was killer.
She was more than the epitome of a dream come to life. She was beauty and grace. She was a poem and the poet. She was the lyrics and the melody. She was the question and the answer.
Owen grew more and more curious about that girl the more he thought of her. He wanted to know what she liked and what she absolutely hated. He wanted to know how she laughed and how she cried, if she sang whenever her mind wandered. He wanted to know how she liked her eggs in the morning.
Even though he knew curiosity killed the cat, he knew for a fact the cat in this story was just the beginning of something beautiful.
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TAOM Drabble: The Party
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader
Word Count: 1,611
Rating: PG-13
Summary: An accompanying drabble to The Art of War More. This drabble takes place during Y/N and Jungkook’s kiss at hockey house, as well as the immediate aftermath (aka what Seokjin said to convince Jungkook not to follow).
[ PART OF MY JUNGKOOK BIRTHDAY DRABBLE GAME ]
You had to be the most maddening person alive.
Only an insane person would actually be mad at Jungkook for purposefully losing a game of beer pong to you. Only an insane person, or maybe a drunk person – which you were dangerously close to becoming, based on the volume of beer you’d consumed.
Jungkook recognized the fact that he was also insane, since instead of being annoyed by this fact – as he rightfully should’ve been – he just kept staring at your lips and wondering what they would taste like.
“You’re the ridiculous one here, not me!” you complained, your brow adorably crinkled.
Jungkook shook himself free from his stupor.
“Oh, yeah?” he shot back. Then, he sighed. “God, this conversation is stupid. You drive me crazy – you know that?”
“Well, same!”
“Great.” Fuck – Jungkook was staring at your lips again. With great effort, he forced himself to look you in the eyes. “Anything else you want to say?”
He expected you to cuss him out, maybe tear him a new one, or swear at him about his parentage, so your sudden hesitance came as a surprise. As was the determined way you stepped forward to tilt your face up to his.
“Yeah,” you breathed, almost in a daze.
Jungkook’s entire world seemed to slow. He was able to feel the heat from your body, the warmth of your hands when you reached for his face. As your fingertips brushed over his cheekbones, Jungkook stared wonderingly back at you.
He had imagined this many times prior, but most of those times had been on desperate nights spent alone in his bed when he couldn’t sleep, couldn’t think about anything but your smile, or your scowl.
When you reached up to press your lips against his, Jungkook seemed to short-circuit.
A strangled noise tore from his throat – did that really come from him? – and he tried to reconcile your touch with reality. Luckily, his insanity only lasted a moment before he came to his senses and wrapped both arms about you.
Tugging you forward, Jungkook’s spine hit the wall and he pulled you between his legs, kissing you fiercely. You shivered when one of his hands brushed your back, which ripped an arrow of fire straight through his chest.
Swiping his tongue at your lip, Jungkook demanded entrance and when you parted beneath him, his knees seemed to buckle.
He’d spent so long not touching you, not even letting himself think about touching you, that now that he had you, he seemed to lose control. Skimming your cheek with his thumb, Jungkook moved his lips to your neck and kissed slowly down your throat.
When your hands wound their way into his hair, he couldn’t help but moan. His two weak spots had always been his hair and his nipples. Jungkook started to drown in your kiss; he imagined you siphoning off pieces of him to leave something better behind.
As soon as he grasped the enormity of this moment – he was kissing you, after all – Jungkook roughly pulled back to rest his forehead to yours.
“Y/N,” he breathed, his voice graveled and strange.
When his eyes finally opened, he saw you staring at him and – instead of his hopeful desire mirrored back – Jungkook saw something inside you which made his heart stutter. You looked at him panicked, uncertain as his gaze roamed your face.
“Y/N?” Jungkook managed to ask. “Are you okay?”
Suddenly desperate, you wrenched yourself from his grasp. Jungkook faltered, feeling cold without you.
“I – yeah. I’m fine,” you said, although you clearly were not. “Just… fine.”
When you spun around, shoving your way towards the door, Jungkook felt his heart tear in two as it sunk to his shoes. He remained frozen for a moment, staring after you and then he tore himself free to plunge into the crowd.
Jungkook rose up on tip-toes, peering over the party to spot you by the door. He pushed himself in your direction, calling your name, although you did not seem to hear.
The further he moved, the higher his heart lodged in his throat. He’d fucked this all up again, somehow. Somehow, Jungkook had made you bolt and he couldn’t even fathom how he’d make it up to you now. It had taken him so long to get you to look at him again, to get you to smile at him again, to get you to trust him again.
Freshman year, Jungkook had been such a shit after you went home with Jimin. Now he knew Jimin meant nothing, but Jungkook had been too prideful and stupid back then to let you know that he cared.
Heart pounding, Jungkook shoved his way towards the exit. He had almost reached you when a hand closed over his bicep, yanking him sideways.
Pulled from the main room, Jungkook found himself facing Seokjin. “Not now,” he grunted, trying to shove past. “I need to talk to Y/N.”
“It’s about Y/N,” Seokjin said, grabbing his arm again.
Gritting his teeth, Jungkook evaluated the situation. He could definitely overpower Seokjin if he had to, but it’d take longer than convincing Seokjin he had good intentions.
“I need to go after her,” Jungkook said, whirling around. “I just want to talk. Promise.”
When he met Seokjin’s glare, Jungkook nearly recoiled.
It was strange to see Seokjin wearing an unpleasant expression. Jungkook knew Seokjin as the affable guy, the funny guy who got along with everyone and whom everyone liked. He’d never seen Seokjin as the type of guy to pick a fight in the middle of a party, but Jungkook was quickly reassessing that statement.
Finally, Seokjin let go. “She doesn’t want to talk to you,” he said, somewhat heated. “Whatever dumb shit you said, she doesn’t want to hear it.”
“What I said?” Jungkook asked in disbelief.
“I saw you two making out, JK.” Seokjin’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t know what royally stupid thing you said after to make Y/N run, but whatever it was, you can save the apology for tomorrow. Let her cool off for tonight.”
“I – but...” Jungkook gaped. “All I said to her was her name!”
Seokjin faltered for a moment. “If that was true,” he said slowly. “Y/N wouldn’t have run away like she did.”
Somewhat desperate, Jungkook glanced over Seokjin’s shoulder. He no longer saw you standing with Gina by the door, which made his heart twist.
“I don’t know,” he groaned, turning back. “I really don’t know why she ran. I don’t know what I did to make Y/N angry. Please, Seokjin – I just want to talk to her.”
The longer he looked at Jungkook, the more Seokjin’s expression seemed to shift. He no longer stared at Jungkook with open distrust, but rather uncertainty.
Still, Seokjin held his ground. “Give it one night, at least,” he sighed, rubbing his neck. “Maybe you’re right and you did nothing wrong, but Y/N still looked upset. Give her some time to cool down.”
Chewing on his lower lip, Jungkook glanced again at the door.
You had looked upset – which made Jungkook wonder why. Why had you looked so utterly torn? That wasn’t the normal reaction Jungkook got after kissing people. It wasn’t the sort of reaction anyone hoped for after a kiss, which made Jungkook wonder if Seokjin had a point.
If you really didn’t want to talk to him, maybe Jungkook should leave you alone.
The instant he thought this, a protest rose to his lips. This was exactly what Jungkook had done several years ago – he had left you alone and pretended not to care – and look where that had gotten him.
Still, he couldn’t help but see your face again in his mind. Your stricken expression, the panic in your voice as you dashed into the crowd – if you really had no desire to see him, Jungkook shouldn’t keep pushing you into something he wanted.
“You’re right,” Jungkook said at last, leveling his gaze with Seokjin. “I don’t want to upset her any more. But I’m not giving up,” he declared, making a decision right there. “I’m not letting another stupid misunderstanding come between us.”
Spinning around on his heel, Jungkook marched into the crowd and left Seokjin standing, somewhat bewildered on his side of the room.
Yanking his phone from his pocket, Jungkook flipped to your messages and scrolled to the bottom. The last text you sent him was a simple ‘okay’ in response to the house address Jungkook had sent you earlier.
Coming to a stop, Jungkook’s thumb brushed the screen. He had typed and re-typed that message several times, debating whether to add something more personal before deciding against. Now, he wished he’d been a little more forthcoming about why he really wanted you here.
About why Jungkook always seemed to want you near. It was more than just wanting to be friends with you, more than the begrudging cooperation between two detectives. It was about how Jungkook couldn’t stop thinking about you, couldn’t stop dreaming of you and each time someone said your name, it felt like a physical wrenching because he couldn’t say your name how he wanted.
He had finally said your name that way tonight and then, you disappeared.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Jungkook took a deep breath – and when he opened them, he composed himself enough to send a text.
Jungkook: Y/N, are you okay? [12:15 AM]
Jungkook: please talk to me [12:15 AM]
Jungkook: please [12:16 AM]
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Xiao Zhan, welcome to the cruel entertainment business
Original Article: https://mp.weixin.qq.com/s/6qaJPp9O1exu4M8xtbt71A
Original Author: 杨晋亚
Translator’s note: The original author is part of Yuli Studio, this article is published in Yuli Studio’s Weixin Official Account on 15 Sep 2019 as a part of “Behind the Screens” Volume 210.
“I never thought it would happen this way, this was fated.”
A month ago, he was just accepted by audiences due to “The Untamed” and just became one of the most popular actors. Now, he had to take on the responsibility of a movie’s box office as the main lead actor, and show his worth to the movie industry.
Three days before “Jade Dynasty I” aired in the cinemas, Yuli Studio met up with the nervous Xiao Zhan, who told us his fears, “Movies, well, they are very direct, very pragmatic and very cruel, so there’s no choice, since we’re already here, I just have to work hard to do my best.”
With traffic and popularity, comes others’ views and opinions – some expected him to withstand the stress of the box office, but there were also others waiting to laugh at his failure. “Jade Dynasty I” was the first obstacle Xiao Zhan was breaking through, and the path ahead was still long.
Xiao Zhan, welcome to the cruel entertainment business.
Xiao Zhan at “Jade Dynasty I” Press Conference
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Looking back at the movie journeys of all the traffic actors, no one was like Xiao Zhan, who took on a movie while he was still a nobody, and this movie aired just barely 2 months after he made a name, putting his resource conversion ability to a public test.
On the first day, the box office was 142 million, on the second day it broke 200 million, these were the results “Jade Dynasty I” achieved during the Mid Autumn movie season, which exceeded many people’s expectations. The first day was with fans support, the second day still had interested moviegoers, Xiao Zhan’s first time as the lead actor on silver screen and he miraculously withstood the box office.
“Jade Dynasty I” Super Topic + Maoyan Movie Professional Box Office Chart
This was Xiao Zhan’s third time on the silver screen.
The first time, he was a little monster dressed in flowery clothes in “Monster Hunt 2”, drowned in a sea of group actors, almost unnoticeable as the camera panned past him in a second. The second time, he was a special agent, a side character that barely had 1 minute of screen time, in “The Rookies” during that year’s summer movie season. The third time, he became the main lead actor and took on the entire movie, presenting the process of innocent Zhang Xiaofan becoming a demon.
The production team of “Jade Dynasty I” revealed that, whether or not Xiao Zhan became popular, the movie was planned to air on 8 Aug, however because the post production was incomplete, hence it was shifted to the Mid Autumn movie season.
Director Cheng Xiaodong said that the luckiest decision he made for “Jade Dynasty I” was to cast Xiao Zhan, “I never thought that his acting would be so natural so good, he is not pretentious, and he is very humble, when you tell him something he will listen and improve.”
Stage photographs from “Jade Dynasty I”, Xiao Zhan before and after demonizing
On set, Cheng Xiaodong even actively added some scenes for Xiao Zhan, for example the scene at the start of the movie where Xiaofan was fantasizing about his senior, Tian Linger, “I found that he could act in all layers, he could do dull and dimwitted, he could do the demonizing transformation later on, so this movie he had many layers, the pace kept changing.”
To Xiao Zhan, Zhang Xiaofan of “Jade Dynasty I” was an unforgettable milestone, it was considered to be his toughest filming. Filming in conditions under 20°C and being blown by a giant fan, hung upside down for a free fall of 30 meters, in order to maintain his sense of the role, he even turned off the heater in his trailer, just so that his body will adapt to the temperature outside.
Before “Jade Dynasty I” aired, Xiao Zhan once said, “If the reception of the movie isn’t very good, I just have to work harder in the future. If it was not bad, then I am grateful that you saw my hard work from that period of time.”
After the movie aired, Xiao Zhan became the center of discussion for “Jade Dynasty I”. The movie’s quality was the result of an entire movie crew’s hard work, but now that all the discussions had landed on Xiao Zhan, to a certain degree, that was the price to pay for fame.
Stage photograph from”Jade Dynasty I”, Xiao Zhan as Zhang Xiaofan
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On 23 Aug, there was a video on Weibo that was reposted a few tens of thousands of times.
In the video, Xiao Zhan had just ended a day’s filming, and after he got off the car, the 20 over fans waiting at the hotel entrance got rowdy, they blocked Xiao Zhan’s path and took pictures of him in his face using their phones. Spotting a gap at the side, Xiao Zhan suddenly took off running, and then he safely entered the elevator.
During the filming period of “The Oath of Love” recently at Wuxi, crazy fan actions were happening everyday as Xiao Zhan went to and from his work, sometimes they would surround and block him in the underground car park, sometimes when he got into the car they would forcibly block the car doors from closing, sometimes they would knock on his hotel room door to stuff notes to him.
Xiaofan, a staff who worked around Xiao Zhan said that the sasaeng problems was already very serious, the company wanted to provide him two assistants and security guards, but Xiao Zhan insisted not to.
“Because he didn’t want to give off the impression that he started acting like a big shot after he got famous.”
During the interview, Xiao Zhan spoke about the sasaeng problems again
From the media’s perspective, we have witnessed many artists change after they got famous, some would have a star aura, some would be exuding confidence from in to out, Yuli Studio’s reporter Lanpangzi once visited the set of “The Untamed”, and one year later met Xiao Zhan again at the “Jade Dynasty I” press conference, Lanpangzi discovered that Xiao Zhan was still as warm and accommodating like the boy-next-door.
At the backstage of the press conference, a few tens of guests spoke to Xiao Zhan consecutively, he was smiling at everyone, and slowly fulfilled each and everyone’s request to take a photograph together, and only until 4pm that afternoon he was able to finally have time for a few mouths of a lunchbox. The continuous non-stop interviews started at 4.05pm, all the reporters wanted a photograph together, and he tried to accommodate even under such tight scheduling.
After becoming famous, Xiao Zhan had more and more interviews, and if he was not careful, he would be accused of putting on airs if the arrangements of the interviews were done wrongly. Xiaofan said that Xiao Zhan himself was especially aware of this point, “He is now even more nervous than before, and he had expectations of all of his staff, please don’t think that he is putting on airs just because of our errors.”
Xiao Zhan at the “Jade Dynasty I” Press Conference
After joining the “Jade Dynasty I” press conference in Beijing, Xiao Zhan had to quickly fly back to Wuxi to continue filming.
Before “The Untamed” finished airing, Xiao Zhan had already entered the filming for “The Oath of Love”, and filming while at the height of his fame would mean that he would miss a lot of event opportunities. When his fans were worried about his limited exposures, Xiao Zhan’s thoughts was that: “What’s there to be worried about, I feel that an actor’s life comes from his works.”
In fact, Xiao Zhan had received a lot of invitations from many events, so his biggest worry was how he could maintain his normal acting condition.
“Some events you just had to complete, and then I had some commercial obligations prior, like that day at Suzhou, that was a contract that I signed then,” Xiaofan said, “the last thing that Xiao Zhan wanted to do was to take leave.”
Xiao Zhan’s current schedule at “The Oath of Love” was from 8am to 10pm, if he had to take leave, it meant that when Xiao Zhan returned to the set he would have to work overtime to film his scenes.
Stage photograph from “The Oath of Love”, Xiao Zhan as Gu Wei
The performance teacher accompanying the filming , Yang Xu, witnessed Xiao Zhan’s helplessness and anxiety.
“His load in ‘The Oath of Love’ was especially big, basically we could only discuss his scenes that day while he was doing his make up in the morning, because the filming would end very late at night, I wanted him to go back for more rest. Moreover the fan problems now are too prominent, sometimes he would also talk to me a bit, although I don’t think this incident affected his mood or his performance, but it definitely affected his normal resting time.”
For a while, Yang Xu was very worried about Xiao Zhan’s condition, but what surprised him was that, although the filming would end very late at night, but by the next day, Xiao Zhan would have memorized his lines and made full preparations before coming to the make up room.
“That was what made him powerful, and I found that he would actually really use every bit of spare time to prepare for the role and his lines, for example, while doing his make up, even when going to the toilet, he would be holding the script, and then during the rest period after filming every scene, he would be reading his lines with me while drinking coffee, because lines reading needed partners, I said you just take me as your partner.”
When he was away from the set on leave, Xiao Zhan took late night flights between Beijing and Wuxi almost every time, and in the photographs taken by his fans at the airport, he would also be reading his script.
Stage photograph from “The Oath of Love”, Xiao Zhan as Gu Wei
Every early morning at the make up room would also be the spare time for Xiao Zhan and Xiaofan to talk about their work and release stress.
“Now he does not seem to enjoy the applause and glory from the opportunities that came with his sudden fame, a lot of it was some anxiety and confusion,” in Xiaofan’s eyes, these two months in Xiao Zhan’s life definitely changed.
“Suddenly, we experienced a lot of things that we don’t quite understand, it could have been a small mistake at work, but we would gain the attention of anti-fans or fans. He is more of an introvert, he doesn’t go out to entertain, stays at home more, leads simple life, and suddenly his life came under the spotlight, wherever he went there will be fans following, he was definitely anxious.”
The seniors in the industry would also give Xiao Zhan some advice, and share with him some of the survival rules in the entertainment world that he had not experienced. “For example we will having having a fun conversation, or someone would be telling some something he does not know about in the industry, the next day he will tell me that the conversation made him quite excited, he learned a lot, I feel like he is a sponge like person, continuously absorbing,” a senior in the industry revealed.
Xiao Zhan
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On 10 Aug, a day before the filming starts for “The Oath of Love”, performance teacher Yang Xu finally met Xiao Zhan again.
The script for “The Oath of Love” was given to Yang Xu quite early on, Xiao Zhan also wanted to quickly get into the preparation for this role, but because the promotion schedule for “The Untamed” was too tight, they did not manage to squeeze out some time to discuss about the script face-to-face.
“That day’s morning he just fixed his costume, we only met briefly at night,” Yang Xu recalled, but what put him at ease was that Xiao Zhan already made full analysis and preparation of the script, “At that time, I felt assured, his analytical skills of his roles were getting stronger, he was already able to analyze the script independently.”
Yang Xu, who was once a teacher in Central Drama School, participated in many dramas, such as “Nothing Gold Can Stay”, as their performance instructor. When he joined “The Oath of Love”, it was already his third time working with Xiao Zhan.
Stage photograph from “The Oath of Love”, Xiao Zhan as Gu Wei
While filming “The Untamed”, Xiao Zhan told the visiting staff from Yuli Studio that he wished to improve his lines. After finishing “Jade Dynasty I”, Xiao Zhan proactively went to Yang Xu for a few classes.
The airing “The Untamed” in this summer made many viewers notice the actor Xiao Zhan.
In the “Bloodbath at Nevernight City” in episode 32, Wei Wuxian stood on top of a roof, facing off the accusations from all of the sects, crying and laughing, unable to explain himself. In this part, the Yiling Patriarch’s rage was at his max, and it was Xiao Zhan’s golden moment of his acting abilities, and many drama fans were surprised to find out that the filming of that scene was done in the same day as another scene – that day’s morning was the filming of youth Wei Wuxian in the library, and at night he immediately went into the condition of the Yiling Patriarch dying in Nevernight City.
We asked him how he could film such extreme conditions within the same day, Xiao Zhan confessed that he himself did not know, “I saw some gifs and clips, if I had to suddenly redo this scene, I don’t think I can outperform that me then, I guess that time it was the accumulation of time and condition, maybe that period of time I had already blended into the role.”
Stage photographs from “The Untamed”, Wei Wuxian at Nevernight City and the Library
Drama fans attributed this to Xiao Zhan’s “self-sacrificing styled acting” performance method, in the drama, Wei Wuxian depended on someone to use the “self-sacrificing curse” 16 years later to resurrect – this “self-sacrifice” meant that Xiao Zhan gave himself entirely to the role of Wei Wuxian.
To Yang Xu, Xiao Zhan’s instinctive acting method, where he became the role, actually came from this “sincerity”, and this was where the advantage of Xiao Zhan as an actor lied.
“Xiao Zhan is a very sincere person, I spoke to him then that sincerity is a very important quality in an actor. This sincerity meant that he could 100% give away himself, he was the same when he was taking classes with me. Because when we were practicing, he also needed to share some of his privacy or live experiences, he would share them very sincerely.”
Stage photograph from “The Untamed”, Xiao Zhan as Wei Wuxian
Yang Xu felt that the introvert and quiet Doctor Gu from “The Oath of Love” was more like Xiao Zhan in his everyday life. But Xiao Zhan felt nervous about this role having similarities with his own character, because he felt that he had not acted in any contemporary dramas. Before filming started, he constantly asked Yang Xu about the differences between contemporary dramas and period dramas, whether he was to portray life as more at will compared to period dramas.
Yang Xu told him, at its core they are acting out human emotions, therefore he must truly experience the life of this character, and then build a realistic communication with his partner.
“Yang Zi is a more quick-witted actress, her performances are very varied, if at this time Xiao Zhan wasn’t about to build enough communication with Yang Zi, or not focused enough, then the two of them might not be able to match up. But what’s good is that Xiao Zhan is very sincere, and he could receive Yang Zi’s performance, and then reply with his layered emotions. I was on set watching a few of their scenes, I personally feel that Xiao Zhan did very well.”
From “Jade Dynasty I” to “The Oath of Love”, Yang Xu saw the growth of Xiao Zhan within this half year. During the process of working with Yang Zi, Xiao Zhan became willing to try more variations, willing to breakthrough his fixed style of acting, and look for changes in every scene and every line.
“He is very concerned about how he crafts every single character, he has his own expectations of his performance and profession, he will never be satisfied with his results and what he has attained in performance. He will forever be seeking, and with this seeking, he will have motivation to learn and grow. And he is very talented, I always tell him, you definitely can become a good actor.”
“The Oath of Love” Character Poster
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We reverse the time back to early 2017, Xiao Zhan has just joined the filming of “Battle Through the Heaven”, as the minor role Lin Xiuya.
Then, Xiao Zhan had just entered the entertainment industry for barely a year, and acted in a web drama that he jokingly called it his “dark history” later on.
During the performance classes before the filming of “Battle Through the Heaven”, Xiao Zhan stood out from all the newcomers, not only because of his outstanding looks, but also because he was well-mannered and polite, very hardworking during the filming, and left a great impression on the staff.
“Battle Through the Heaven” was filmed throughout the Chinese New Year period of 2017, the new actors did not go home, and one of the seniors in the crew was talking to them, telling them that as a singer in China, their career progression might be more limited, and they should go down the path of acting, but the path of acting is a path of no return, they could only move forward and not backwards, therefore you will need to put in everything for it.
Stage photograph from “Battle Through the Heaven” Season 1, Xiao Zhan as Lin Xiuya
Born in 1991, Xiao Zhan was the representative of “over-aged commoner pursuing an entertainment business dream”, he only started to learn dancing at the age of 24, debuting as a part of a boy group. That spring, the 26 year old took in what the senior said, and started to consider the possibility of changing his career path.
At that time, Xiao Zhan was not confident, he felt that he came from an idol group background, and he was not sure if he could become an actor. But one of the strengths of Xiao Zhan was that he would not consider whether he could or not, instead, he would “choose, I just want to do it well, do it first, we’ll see the results later”.
Just like him starting to learn dancing with no foundations, but he saw effects after a month; during the idol competition his mentor Shu Qi suggested that he train his gaze, and a few weeks later he started to shed off the commoner in his gaze; in the transformation to become an actor, the senior encouraged him to lose weight first, and come to the set of “The Wolf” 3 months later, he really lost 10lbs.
“The Wolf” was Xiao Zhan’s entry work, followed through the entire drama as a part of the lead actors, and gained an acting quality improvement from 0 points to 50 points. A member of the staff revealed that hotels with better conditions were further away from the set, and in order to leave more time to acting, Xiao Zhan took the initiative to pick a hotel that was near the set despite it having worse conditions.
Stage photograph from “The Wolf”, Xiao Zhan as Ji Chong
During the filming period of “Battle Through the Heaven” and “The Wolf”, transforming from a singer to an actor facing cameras, that sensation once caused Xiao Zhan to lose the sense of himself, unsure how he could let the audiences believe that he was that role. During the filming of “The Untamed”, Xiao Zhan was still not confident enough, compared to the newcomers around him that came from acting schools, Xiao Zhan did not have any advantages.
“My thoughts and intentions had always been very simple, that is I want to do it well,” Xiao Zhan said, during the filming of “The Wolf”, he filmed in the day and took classes at night, writing his acting analysis in the late night, he also broke down once or twice, writing them while crying, but eventually he persisted.
The seed of stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat is deeply rooted in Xiao Zhan’s body, as a child he would go to Shaoniangong every weekend to learn drawing, and nothing would keep him from it, because that was something he wanted to do from his heart; when competing in the idol competition, facing many teammates who were from music academies, he thought to himself that “if you could do it, then I could do it too, and I’ll do it even better”; when filming, he believed that viewers would not be concerned whether he came from an acting background, but the most direct answer would be whether he acted well or not.
“The Untamed” finally brought the actor Xiao Zhan to everyone’s notice.
That summer, he became the entertainment business’s new top traffic power, his supertopic firmly in the top three, all kinds of gossip forums had posts about him, and “Jade Dynasty I” also showcased his appeal.
Stage photograph from “The Untamed”, Xiao Zhan as Wei Wuxian
Why was he able to receive so much love this summer?
There were many within the entertainment circle that looked well upon Xiao Zhan, two of them could provide answers or a type of assessment:
“Xiao Zhan used his acting abilities to conquer me”; “I see the shadow of every worker on him, he carries the hopes and dreams of every man pursuing a dream.”
There was a microblog titled “Recording Xiao Zhan’s every man moments” that obtained 330 thousand likes, and within it, fans shared many little stories about him.
For example, after living for 28 years, Xiao Zhan’s most prideful moment was to have his logo sell well as a designer; the backgrounds of his group’s concerts and the web drama’s slides were all drawn by him; his mobile phone home screen was the God of Fortune, like every person who hoped for a sudden windfall.
One part was the recognition of his working capabilities; the other part, the Xiao Zhan, who became a designer after graduation and went through a year of working life before pursuing his “entertainment business dream”, was indeed very different from the idols that were cultivated from the idol machine, he came with common sense and life experiences, his past was definitely able to resonate with every man.
Xiao Zhan
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A fan once sent this microblog – Xiao Zhan’s temperament is so good, perhaps it’s because he had been honed by his clients. Xiao Zhan himself replied her with a meme: “What do you mean?”
The experience as a contractor, plus always facing people with a smile, everyone’s first impression of Xiao Zhan was that he was a gentle person with a good temperament.
Xiao Zhan always habitually considered others’ feelings first.
Staff Xiaofan revealed that the previous assistant was not capable enough, made a lot of mistakes, but Xiao Zhan never lost his temper at him.
Yang Xu accompanied Xiao Zhan every morning in the make up room for script reading, there was once Xiao Zhan had insomnia the night before and was in a bad shape, he took the initiative to apologize to the teacher, “That day I could feel that he was actually very tired, but he still tried his best to maintain his condition to discuss his role with me, later on he came to me and said, teacher I’m sorry, my condition was bad in the morning, you took still so much effort to explain the role to me, I feel quite bad, you can come slightly later, otherwise you’ll feel bad looking at my current state. I was very touched then, I said you just rest well and don’t worry about me.”
In the idol competition, someone once questioned Xiao Zhan’s character as passive and unenthusiastic. To Xiaofan, this is because “he is always humble and polite to people he doesn’t know well, and he’ll treat everyone with a sense of propriety.”
A reporter once asked Xiao Zhan if he was a Mr. Nice Guy. Xiao Zhan replied, “I feel that those who feel like this are probably acquaintances. People who know me very well will know that I’m actually quite stubborn and quite strong-headed.”
Xiao Zhan
Xiao Zhan said, he did not like to make the atmosphere uncomfortable, he hoped that everyone could all be harmonious.
But in the “Secret Garden”, Xiao Zhan will unexpectedly shed off this shell of warm smiles and display the tenacious edge in his heart.
Xiao Zhan had a microblog that held the heartfelt words between he and his fans, and some words Xiao Zhan would quietly post in the comments, and those who care for him would always see it.
Last year after “The Untamed” started filming, there were those who believed that he would rise to fame very quickly, but there were also those who mocked him for “being famous on credit”, Xiao Zhan, who had a nickname “Brother Wealthy”, quietly posted a comment on the sentiments then, “I have money, I don’t go on credit.”
In his daily life, Xiao Zhan does not like to cry, he said he has given all of his tears to his characters. Once in a while, everyone can also see that soft Xiao Zhan coming out of his protective shell. Last year during the Hangzhou concert, he looked at the hall full of his fans’ support, singing the song, “Satisfaction”, that his fans fought for him, he tried to keep in his tears.
After bursting to fame, whether Xiao Zhan will continue to display his strong or soft moments, we would not know, but Xiaofan revealed that the staff do not control Xiao Zhan’s microblog postings, the “Secret Garden” continues to be his method of communicating with his fans.
But we can be certain that Xiao Zhan is slowly learning and adjusting to the rules of the entertainment business, becoming more careful, he will sometimes tell his staff, “We need to be more careful than before.”
Xiao Zhan’s Mid Autumn greetings
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The night after the premiere of “Jade Dynasty I”, Xiao Zhan secretly went to record a program at CCTV. That night at 8.30pm, word from the scalpers circle came out, “Xiao Zhan’s activity, those who can come to the area near the world trade center message me! Limited seats! Hurry!”
Later on, there were a lot of fans gathering at the north entrance of CCTV, and until late night at 11pm, there were still large groups of fans quietly waiting. Xiao Zhan and his staff would sometimes wonder, when would days like this ever end, but they also understood that this is an anomaly, things would slowly stabilize after a few months, and the future still depended on his works.
After completing the filming of “The Oath of Love”, Xiao Zhan will go through a period of rest and adjustment, and enter filming again at the start of next year.
“What worried him previously what that he didn’t know where his opportunities were, didn’t know which path he should take; now of course he’s firmly decided on being a good actor,” Xiaofan revealed.
Xiao Zhan at the premiere press conference of “Jade Dynasty I”
His vlogs since his debut, until yesterday when he spoke to everyone online, Xiao Zhan always started with “I am still Xiao Zhan”.
After rising to fame, Xiao Zhan told himself that he needed to work harder in his life, and work hard to remind himself to stay common and still be that very initial Xiao Zhan.
However, no one would be able to foresee the possibilities of Xiao Zhan in his career, “No one restricted that I have to be this type of Xiao Zhan my whole life,” since he is someone who likes to stay on his feet, and very willing to try and change.
Entering this cruel entertainment business, Xiao Zhan still continues to be a honorable working class, lying on his sofa after knocking off; traffic comes and goes, he tells himself that he should not compare with anyone else, he should only compete against himself, and be a long distance runner.
Only passion and sincerity can withstand the long and slow passage of time.
Xiao Zhan looking at that year’s fireworks
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NEVER NOT | AFTER YEARS . . .
❃ PAIRING tom holland x fem!reader
❃ DISCLAIMER i do not own the artists (and the reader) that are going to portray the characters, but i do own some of the their names. the plot of the story is inspired to the book and movie 'to all the boys i've loved before' but with changes. the gifs and photos used in this series are edited by me but i get credits to the originals. also, this series is first posted in wattpad by me. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST IT SOMEWHERE ELSE !
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❃ AUTHOR'S NOTES you have reached the final chapter of my tom holland series, never not! for those who have reached this part, i would like to say thank you so much for taking your time to read this cliche story that i wrote originally on wattpad, and hopefully, you enjoyed and loved it. thank you also for the constant reblogs and likes for each chapter in this series. i truly appreciate every reblog and like you gave. i also hope that you are satisfied with the ending of this series. with lots of love, lei <3
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"All love stories are tales of beginnings. When we talk about falling in love, we go to the beginning, to pinpoint the moment of freefall." - Meghan O'Rourke
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"ONE MORE POSE FOR ME!"
Flash.
"And another one!"
Flash.
"Alright!" Y/N exclaimed and removed her Canon 90D DSLR camera from her right eye. "That's it for today, guys! Great job everyone!" shouted once more and looked at the photos that she took from the monitor of the computer.
She was doing a photoshoot for one of the famous magazine companies, The Hollywood Reporter. She was one of the photographers for the magazine company for almost a year already. She surely was so happy to receive a call way back a year ago before that she was hired. And, she surely was so happy to pursue what she dreamed of.
"Great shots, Y/N. Great as always." Someone said from behind her and Y/N could just smile at the compliment.
"Thank you, Millie." She said and looked at Camille. Camille became a fashion designer like how she always wanted to be. She worked alongside Y/N in several photoshoots just this year, coincidentally.
"Want to grab some coffee on the way home?" Camille asked as she prepared her purse and placed it on her shoulder.
"Sure," Y/N said and got the hard drive that was plugged into the computer since all of the photos were there. Not only was she a photographer but also one of the editors for the magazines. "But after that, I gotta go somewhere."
"Are you gonna go to that place again?" Camille asked and Y/N looked at her and nodded as an answer. They walked out together as they were the only people left there.
"I'll probably call Erika after you go. Just gonna remind her about the reunion that our family had planned for this weekend." Camille said while walking beside Y/N.
"But she'll probably be with Harrison right now," Y/N said.
"They're still together all these years? Never knew she was a relationship person honestly." Camille said.
"Me either. But, she's happy so I'm happy for her." Y/N said.
They entered the coffeehouse that was packed with busy people. The scent of coffee went to their noses as soon as they got in.
"I totally forgot that it's still Friday today," Camille said. "So many people."
They lined up in the long line since there was only one cashier available.
"By the way, have you seen the latest movie?" Camille asked Y/N and she gave a confused look.
"Which one?" Y/N asked back.
"I think it was the— erm— The latest Spiderman movie. I don't know the full title but I heard they just released a new one this month." Camille said. "Tom is in it right?"
Tom.
That name that Y/N will never forget.
Y/N smiled under her breath before answering her. "Yeah, I guess."
After that, they just waited for the line to be shorter and shorter until they were the next one to order. After they ordered, they stood in the corner waiting for their coffee to be made.
"One cappuccino and latte for Y/N!"
"I'll get it," Camille said and walked fast to get their orders. She mouthed thank you to the lady and went to Y/N's side again. "Here's your cappuccino," Camille said and handed Y/N her drink as they made their way out of the coffeehouse.
"So, I'll see you on Monday at work?" Camille asked.
"Always." That was what Y/N answered. "Take care!" She added before waving goodbye to Camille and went in the opposite direction as her with her drink in her hand.
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Y/N parked her car on the side of the empty road. After how many months, almost a year, of driving lessons, she could finally drive for herself.
Before she got out, she got her drink and her other things first and removed her coat. She got out of the car with her things and shut the door and locked it.
The wind suddenly blew her hair and she smiled at this great feeling. As she walked towards the sand, she took off her shoes and placed them in the same spot that she would sit on. Luckily, no one was in the place other than herself.
The sun was almost setting and the waves were still moving in the ocean. She had come to this place almost every day or at least most of the time. The light of the sun reflected on the sun symbol on her bracelet that he gave her a few years back. She sighed at the thought of him.
She had lost contact with him just almost a year ago because of his busy schedule but Harrison would be the one to tell her how Tom was doing and all. Well, not really lost contact but they rarely contacted each other for the past few months due to their work.
Although those had happened, she never stopped going back to this place that Tom wanted her to always go. This was the place that kept her alive and stress-free.
Their relationship had its ups and downs.
Tom became one of the most famous celebrities in the world ever since he got the role of being Spiderman. After that, he had more upcoming movies for the past years later on.
Although there may have been rumors about him being in a relationship with one of his co-stars, Zendaya, because of their roles in Spider-Man, her trust for him remain. Although at some point, it hurt her but that just passed away.
Overall, she was happy for him and for what he has achieved. She was so proud of what he had become. It didn't stop her from visiting his family's house and spending time with them.
"I wish you were here right now." She whispered to herself as the wind could not stop making her hair fly.
"And I'm here." A voice said from a distance but loud enough for her to hear. Her eyes widen at this very familiar voice and her eyes began to water.
She slowly looked in the direction of the voice that she heard and there stood the person that she has been waiting for.
He gave her the same smile that she would never forget. He still looked the same as before but he was more muscular now. He looked better in person than on the big screen or in his interviews. His brown hair is now shorter but still had curls on.
"Tom?" She whispered and he could just easily read her lips calling his name. He opened his arms widely for her. She then ran up to his open arms and did not think twice about wrapping her arms around him. He spun her around as soon as he closed his arms around her.
Her tears fell from her eyes while hugging him. When Tom heard her sob, he placed a hand on her head and stroked her hair. "I'm home, love." He whispered to her.
She pulled away for a while and admired him. His face features, his hair. Everything about him. She suddenly pinched his cheeks with both of her hands that surprised Tom.
"Ow! What was that for?" He asked as he felt the slight pain from the pinch. His voice is deeper than before and his British accent is kind of mixed with an American accent.
"You are real," Y/N said that made Tom chuckle.
She was still as adorable as always. Tom thought
"Of course I am. You thought you're hallucinating?" Tom asked her and she nodded.
"It's been so long to finally see you personally," Y/N said and she slapped him on the chest. "You kept me waiting you know!"
"I'm sorry, love." Tom apologized and kissed her forehead. "Four years, huh?"
"And three months," Y/N added while looking at him and grinned.
"You have been counting," Tom said that made Y/N nod. "I missed you so much." He said and pulled her for a hug again. "God, I do miss you."
"I missed you too, Thomas." She replied and noticed the scrunchie that was on his wrist. The same scrunchie that she gave him before. "You kept it." She said and held to his wrist where the scrunchie was and smiled at him.
"Of course. It really reminded me of you." He answered.
They decided to sit down and talked about each other's new life. Tom was surprised about Y/N's career since he never thought she would be into photography like his brother, Harry.
"Your mom really influenced me to go to that," Y/N said. "That's why I'm so grateful for her."
"I had a photoshoot in that company actually," Tom said and that made her eyes widen. "Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, but that was like two thousand seventeen or something." He answered.
"Your American accent is really showing up," Y/N said and smiled at him.
"Well, most of my roles required this accent which I'm good at, surprisingly." He answered.
"How long have you been here already?" She asked him, curiously.
"Just today. I told my family first and Harrison that I was coming back for a week's vacation. And, I wanted to surprise you." He answered and placed his arms around her shoulders. She placed her head on his shoulder and gave a relieved sigh. Her happiness cannot be measured right now.
"You wanna go to the water?" Tom said and Y/N suddenly ran away from him and giggled.
"If you could catch me first!" Y/N said and ran which made Tom scoffed a laugh.
"I will!" Tom said and chased after her. After a few seconds of running, Tom was a few inches away from her and scooped her legs and carried her bridal style and he walked towards the water.
"No! Put me down! The water is gonna be so cold!" Y/N said but Tom ignored her and laughed. Then, Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and forcefully pushed both of them down together to the water.
"Holy shit, the water is so cold," Y/N said as she raised her head up from the water as well as Tom. "Damn you, Holland!"
"You're gonna pay for that," Tom said and splashed her with water and Y/N did the same. Basically, the couple had a water fight. They kept laughing and splashing on the water to each other even as they stood up.
Tom then grabbed Y/N's arm and pulled her closer to him. They both wrapped their arms around each other and Y/N just gave a light laugh.
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"Do you have a towel in your car?" Tom asked as they got out of the water, their bodies and clothes soaking wet as they stayed there a while ago to watch the sunset.
"Yep. It's on the back. I came prepared." Y/N said as she gave Tom the keys and walked towards her car. Tom could just laugh.
Tom got the towel and wrapped it around Y/N's body and continued to hug her from behind. They decided to stay on the beach a little longer until they dried up. After a few minutes, they then went inside the car with Tom as a driver although Y/N insisted that she would drive.
They went directly to Y/N's apartment that she rented ever since she got her work. Tom parked in the basement of the building. As soon as they got out, Tom locked the cars and gave Y/N back her keys. They walked together and got to an elevator going to her apartment.
"How's your dad and Aria?" Tom asked as Y/N shoved the key on the doorknob.
"They are doing great actually," Y/N answered. "Aria got a job in New Zealand in tourism. And, will you believe that my dad actually got married a year ago?" Y/N said happily and opened the door.
"Really? I never heard of that." Tom said.
"Because we made it a private wedding so it's only our relatives and Mom Trina's family too," Y/N explained to Tom. "Mom Trina is an amazing woman and I'm glad they got to meet each other."
"Your mom will be happy that your dad is happy," Tom said and Y/N could only smile.
She placed her things down the counter table. "This is my home." She said to Tom who was looking everywhere in the apartment. "It's not that bad." He said.
"Yep. In my room, I get to see the city and the sunset and sunrise too." While Y/N was talking. Tom just kept staring at her, admiring her. He couldn't explain how happy he felt when he finally saw her again. He walked closer to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. This startled Y/N a bit but she held his arms and leaned her back to his chest.
"How did I get so lucky to have you?" Tom whispered and moved her hair away and gave a peck on her neck.
"Destiny, I guess." She answered and turned around to face him. She saw him looked at her lips and decided to close the gap between them by pressing her lips to his. Tom responded to the kiss and pulled her closer to him. As soon as the kiss became heated, she jumped and wrapped her legs around Tom's waist and he was carrying her. He then walked towards her room and shut the room by kicking his foot at the door while kissing and carrying her.
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The ray of light hit Y/N's eyes as soon as she woke up. She felt strong arms around her bare waist and she smiled. She yawned and stretched her legs before she tried to move Tom's arm around her. She could still hear his soft snores beside her. His curls are really showing off when his head was on the pillow. She tried to get up but was stopped when she felt a hand grabbing her wrist and pulling her back to the bed. Strong arms wrapped around her again but this time tighter.
"Tom!" She exclaimed.
"Don't leave me here," Tom mumbled while his eyes were still closed and snuggled his head to her neck which tickled a little.
"Alright, baby," Y/N said and snuggled back at him. "But I have to cook breakfast. It's like almost lunch already."
"That was a long long night." Tom teased and Y/N felt her cheeks heat up as she remembered what happened last night. She slapped Tom's arm playfully who just laughed at her. "Let's do it again," Tom whispered in her ear with a husky voice and attempted to kiss her again but Y/N covered his mouth with her hand.
"Nope, nope. Not happening." Y/N said as she shoved his arms away from her and stood up with the blanket wrapped around her. "You better go and shower, Holland!" She exclaimed as she exited her room.
"Join me, then!"
"Shut it, Thomas!"
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"Alright, we're on our way now, mum," Tom said through his phone as he drove in the road. "Love you too. Bye." He ended the call and placed his phone down. His eyes focusing on the road.
"What did she say?" Y/N asked.
"Harrison and Erika are already there and there done preparing." He answered and she just nodded as an answer. He glanced at her and smiled, taking her nearest hand and intertwining their fingers together. Y/N looked at him and smiled back. Tom decided to stop driving for a while which made Y/N confused. He parked the car on the side of the road.
"What's wrong?" Y/N asked, concerned.
"I just..." Tom paused for a while. "I'm just so happy that I got to see you again," Tom said and looked at her deep in her eyes.
Y/N placed a hand on his cheek and smiled. "Me too, Tom." She said.
"I'll take you with me once my vacation is over," Tom said and her eyes widen.
"But I have work—"
"I already talked to your manager and he's fine with it. He's gonna give you a break for a while." Tom said.
"How is that even possible?" She asked and giggled.
"Secret," Tom said and grinned. "I want you to see my work and some of the co-stars want to meet you."
"Seriously?" Y/N asked. "You talked about me to them?"
"Yep." Tom answered, emphasizing the 'p'. "Even the Avenger cast wants to meet you."
"Alright, then. I'll get to see celebrities." Y/N squealed and smiled at him. "At least I get to see my boyfriend work. This is exciting."
Tom placed a hand on her nape and pulled her head closer for him to kiss your forehead and lips.
"I love you, my love." He said. "You are my world and my everything."
Oh, how lucky they were for each other.
"I love you, too, Tom."
Always.
Forever.
Fin.
❝ WE WERE SO BEAUTIFUL
WE WERE SO TRAGIC
NO OTHER MAGIC
COULD EVER COMPARE ❞
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