i'd never walk cornelia street again !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which she's hurt and he's heartbroken and they realise that maybe, sometimes it just doesn't work out.

or

for when you'll never fall in love again. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

sequel - you're the best in my life and i lost you ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - hello!!!! im back!!!!! just a quick note, reader is like taylor swift + gracie abrams in this!!!! i hope u like it <3 thank u sm for reading!!!!

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celebri_tea two months after calling it quits with charles leclerc, y/n y/l/n performed her 13th concert in florence and fans are shocked at her performance of cornelia street — a love song that she allegedly wrote for leclerc. clips of her performing the song in a very "angry" and "furious" way have surfaced all over the internet and fans have taken it to themselves to rename it as cornelia street (angry version) or cornelia street (go f*** yourself version).

leclerc and y/l/n called off their engagement barely two months ago and sources close to the pair have come forward with claims that they did not end in good terms.

for more details about the former couple and their relationship, click on the link in our bio.

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yourusername florence!!! u will always hold a special place in my heart <3

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username STOP OH MY GOD

username that cornelia street performance. im afraid i will never recover.

username THE WAY SHE CHANGED THE LYRICS

-> username I'D NEVER WALK CORNELIA STREET AGAIN

-> username no bc HOW did we go from "i hope i never lose u hope it never ends 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️" "i hope i never lose u hope it never ends 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡"

username that performance was sooo powerful i cried

username no bc florence is THEIR city and in overthinking this but like it seems almost poetic that this is where she decided to never walk cornelia street again

lilymhe baby u were phenomenal!!! alex totally cried like full on sobbed

-> yourusername omg did he

-> alex_albon i did NOT

username the grid showing him there made me sob ngl 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

username no bc if i were charles i would be living in fear rn

-> username nah in ready to throw hands with him fr

username she's so ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

username florence means charles and by that caption she means that charles will always hold a special place in her heart ❤️

-> username i aspire to be this level of delulu

-> username nah this is a level of delulu that only a ferrari fan can have fr

carlossainz55 wasn't there with you but u know you were so good up there hermosa 💌🫶🏼 maybe you could fly out to mallorca and give me a private concert instead?

-> yourusername thank u sm carlos that means a lot 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 looking forward to seeing u in mallorca!!!!!!!

-> username not carlos (not so) subtly shooting his shot

-> username ferrari team bout to be soooo in flames soon

-> username the way i know charles is probably seething rn

username not the drivers sliding up 😭😭😭😭 first it was lando by showing up at her concert and now carlos

-> username charles is driving with a vendetta the next race 💀💀💀

username she's so cottagecore like it just makes sense

username MOTHER

username cornelia street (fuck you version) 🔛🔝

username she ate and left no crumbs 🫶🏼

username petty bitch (affectionate)

landonorris the most amazing show ever!!! so glad you liked the necklace 💌

-> yourusername lando!!!! i love it sm thank u <3

-> username y/n collecting the drivers like pokemons 😭😭😭

username someone close charles' eyes before he reads the comments on this post 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

username NO WAY LANDO GOT HER THAT NECKLACE WITH HER BREAKUP ALBUM ON IT IM GONNA CRY

username the next few races are gonna be so entertaining i just feel it in my bones 🔥🔥🔥

lewishamilton what a beautiful performance 💕 loved every second of it

-> yourusername thank u SOOOO much lewis <3 im so happy u enjoyed yourself

-> username LEWIS OH MY GOD

-> username this is sooo life altering

username i miss charles ://

username im a child of divorce 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

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charles_leclerc this city screams your name

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username BOY WHO U TRYNA FOOL WITH THAT CAPTION

username the cornelia street sign everyone pause

username not him thinking he can just sneak in that sign as if we don't psychoanalyse his every post 😭😭😭😭😭

username u can't just post captions like that and not elaborate further like what.

username what is going ON

username nah what is he cooking

username WHAT IS GOING ON

landonorris nice dump 👎

-> landonorris 👍*

-> charles_leclerc of course

-> username no way

-> username the girlsss are fightinggg

username i actually CANNOT wait for race week

username i KNOW charles got beef with like half the grid rn

username the caption the cornelia street sign him being in florence

-> username it's all kinda adding up im not sure

username no bc what i wanna know is WHERE was this energy when homegirl was singing in ur city and ur FAMILY went but u didn't

username let him cook

-> username last time we let him cool he shat in the oven

carlossainz55 😍

-> charles_leclerc i cannot wait to see you on track

-> username threatening undertones detected

-> username charles is gonna throw hands with his teammate 😭😭😭😭😭

username pls reconcile with mom she's singing angry versions of songs 🙏🙏🙏

username im afraid we will get his villain era sooner than we thought bc of his friends sliding up in his ex's dms 💀💀💀

username miss my parents 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

username no bc i genuinely used to think that they were one of those couples who would make it like they were SO in love

-> username fr like i was always like "i want what they have" and the possibility of them breaking up NEVER crossed my mind

-> username the day they broke up i cried like it was my relationship 💔💔💔💔💔

alex_albon this city hates you

-> charles_leclerc did the city tell you that?

-> alex_albon no lily did

-> charles_leclerc can i talk to lily?

-> alex_albon i'm like so sure she's gonna end up bitchslapping you but take your risk

-> charles_leclerc i'm good, thank you!

-> username lily my queen

username not charles fighting for his LIFE in the comments

username im soooo here for this

pov: your ig if spencer reid was your bf (pt 2 bc these are rly fun to make)

y/u/n = your username

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y/u/n that jawline is the reason i don’t get any work done

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ahotchner Do your work.

| drspencerreid Yes, sir.

| y/u/n sir yes sir 🫡

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y/u/n can’t remember who’s wedding we went to…

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emprentiss you both had an insane amount to drink so i don’t blame u

| y/u/n had a blast tho

jjareau rude.

| y/u/n happy wedding jj 🥳🥳🥳🥳

| drspencerreid I had a great time. Thank you for the open bar.

7 hours ago

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y/u/n squad slay moment

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jjareau we ate

| emprentiss no crumbs left

ahotchner When was this taken?

| y/u/n u were busy flirting with rossi

| derekmorgan73 #powercouple

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y/u/n when will it be my turn

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bbygrlgarcia AHH what I would do to have cute little genius babies !!!!

| y/u/n thats what i’m saying girl

drspencerreid Then let’s get to it.

| jjareau omg spencer making a dirty joke on y/n’s ig??

| y/u/n he’s come out of his shell 😍😍

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y/u/n if your name is aaron hotchner please scroll

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📌 y/u/n glad you’re all enjoying this

derekmorgan73 PRETTY BOY GOT GAME

emprentiss this is shocking

jjareau what is GOING ON

alexblakee When is this from?

| y/u/n my first year at the bau 🤭🤭

drspencerreid I hate you for this

| y/u/n you love the attention don’t lie

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y/u/n shoutout derek for cutting my head off in this pic rly appreciate it buddy

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derekmorgan73 you’re too gorgeous, girl i wouldve been doing the kid dirty

| drspencerreid Save it for Garcia

| y/u/n go spencer!

| derekmorgan73 ooh pretty boy packs a punch

emprentiss ew a loving relationship so gross totally not jealous

| y/u/n this is the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me

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y/u/n i love watching you be smart

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📌drspencerreid Creep

bbygrlgarcia so cute!!!!!!

ahotchner I still don’t understand why you two insist on taking photos of eachother on the job.

| y/u/n you’re too ugly to understand boss man

drspencerreid I love you more than anything in the world.

| y/u/n haha take that bitches

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y/u/n 🤍

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emprentiss throwing up so hard rn

| y/u/n ur welcome

drspencerreid I didn’t know I could look like that.

| y/u/n you’re so sexy and hot and sexy ilysm

| emprentiss freaks

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y/u/n he said he knew a place

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jjareau put the dogs away, spence

| y/u/n you know what they say abt big feet 😍😍

| jjareau wish i didnt 😍😍

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y/u/n pov spencer reid tries to seduce you

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davidrossiofficial I’m traumatized.

| y/u/n ROSSI!!! YOU’RE HERE!!!

| davidrossiofficial I regret letting Penelope teach me about the internet.

| bbygrlgarcia ugh so rude

derekmorgan73 damn reid no wonder you’re a virgin

| drspencerreid Am not

| y/u/n definitely not

| emprentiss gross

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Hello cutie < 3

I'd like to request dentist!reader x gojo in a modern au. Gojo would wince bcz of cavities he tried to hide but reader-chan noticed it and forced him to follow her. Make it fluffy and suggestive please 🥺

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➬ 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

➬ The only cutie here is you 😘 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜'𝗺 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝗹𝗺𝗮𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼

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Gojo winces at the pain that surges off his molar. It had been three days now that this same pain would come and go. Not only would it come and go but when he ate he felt something off. For some reason he had to chew carefully and sometimes even chew on the other side of his mouth.

He went into the bathroom as soon as he felt the pain and took his phone - turning on the flashlight, he flashes his phone into his mouth in front of the bathroom mirror. As soon as the light was on that one specific molar, he noticed a crack but didn’t notice the cavity that was lying there.

After that day he was good at hiding his reactions but one day when he felt a crumb seep into the crack of his molar - he winced so hard that you noticed and asked it he was okay. “Hmm ? Yea I’m fine baby don’t worry” “…huh ? Is that so ….Mk then…. Uh want some of my air head strips” you offer trying to prove something in your head.

Just as you thought, Gojo did get any of your sour strips. All he did was eye them with eagerness but his pulsing tooth told him otherwise. “HMMM ?! You saying no to candy ? Baby somethings wrong, tell me” you pick at the situation waiting for him to come clean about the cavity you were sure he had.

“No it’s just ….. my stomach hurts” he says getting nervous at the way you raise an eyebrow.

Getting up from your rolling chair in the receptionist area you make your way to his lap. “Aw baby your tummy hurts. I’m sorry about that. Now let’s tell the truth, okay ?” You loop your arms around his neck while he wraps his around your waist to settle you in his lap.

“It’s the truth though”

“Toru, I’ve noticed that you’ve been eating on your left side more than on your right. Not only that but you also have been avoiding candy for a week and eat snacks once in a while” you say grabbing the bag of ruffles from his hands.

You peck his lips before getting off of him and calling one of the dental assistants to set up a room for you. “Dr. L/n !!” Another dentist in the building calls you into another room “What’s wrong Megumi !!” “I found Gojo’s X- rays …. From five years ago….it’s time for new x-rays !!!” “Wow yeaaa imma need you to follow me” you say grabbing his hand not listening to him make up excuses.

“This won’t hurt, right ?” Gojo asks as you put sit him down with all supplies that were needed to take an x-ray of his mouth. “No. You’ll be fine” you smile walking out then pushing a button to the machine.

Now sitting on a a chair, reclined back and a light to his face - Gojo can’t help but feel anxious. “Y/n, baby I won’t get hurt, correct ?” “No you’ll be totally fine” you smile down at him. Pulling out the sharp utensils to scrape and the mirror, he freaks out grabbing your hand as a reflex. “SATORU I’M SERIOUS ! Chill out. Look at the cavity right there” you point to the computer screen with his new X-rays.

“I can live with it” “no you can’t” “yes I can” “No. you. can’t.” You push him down on the chair finding a way to get into his mouth. After wrestling with him, Gojo gives up and let’s you do your job. Moving on to the cleaning part he was content with the flavor of the paste you used and kept licking away any his tongue found.

Things took a turn when you left the room for a few minutes and came back with a tray full of things you’d need to treat Gojo’s cavity. The silvery needle with numbing in it , is what took him out. The chair he was in was no longer reclined which gave him the advantage of hopping out of it and dashing to the door but you were quicker to get to the door and block the door way so he wouldn’t leave.

“You never said anything about needles y/n”

“Yes I did !! I literally told you how the procedure would go !!”

“I Thought you were just going to rub something on my gums to numb them !”

Trying not to laugh at him you call yourself down and sigh rubbing the inner part of your eyes with your hand. “Satoru, sweetheart. It’s with a needle”

“Y/n….I’ll come back later”

“No it’s fine. Help me get this one back in the chair and get him numbed up” you give Choso pleading eyes.

To both yours and Choso’s surprise, Gojo was now calm thanks to the gas hall put him in to relax him. “Pass me the needle with the filling in it. We should be done after this” “I just hope the gas laughing gas doesn’t wear off before we finish. It’s tiresome to wrestle a grown ass man” you two laugh finishing up before anything could wear off.

Laughing and cuddling up to you - Gojo slurs his words still under the effects of the gas “Choso looks good in his dentist attire…like dang sir” Gojo whisper pet to you then leaves a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

“I guess he does. Let’s get you in the car. You’ll start feeling a bit of pain after the this bitch you’ll be fine” putting an arm over your shoulder and grabbing his waist, you support your boyfriend up.

“Bye guys I’ll see y’all Monday” you wave to the others as they wave back with a small smile wishing you luck with the lanky motherfucker with you.

Walking into your shared apartment you settle Gojo down on the couch and next to him you sit down hearing him giggle. “Still under the influence, I guess” you talk to yourself looking over at him.

“Y/n……y/n….love- I don’t feel pain !” The silence is broken and you look up from your phone seeing Gojo straighten up. It had been a few minutes since you two got home and the laughing gas was now out of Gojo’s system. “You fixed me- wait I wanna see” your boyfriend rushes to the bathroom mirror to once again look at his mouth with the help of his phone’s flashlight.

fuck that ! im gonna talk about them deadboyz!! shame is for the WEAK

overall:

belong to a much less known subsidiary company of jinhit no jgs isn’t worth the joke entertainment. if they were in any other company they would be super rookies but jgs is keeping them in the basement and it’s not even his own basement

initially i think there were some high stakes in it for jgy...? something like ‘you produce the songs and make their chores and if you flop you’ll never be on stage again’ but?? i don’t know now tbh

would have been really popular (they are Good) but less known company, etc, and also some rumors around the time of their debut made it so they’re only knows because ‘they’re kinda good at dancing aren’t they’

general concept is uh... cool dudes, kinda fucky but not too much...? gotta think about the baby (a-yu)

THE MEMBERS: meng yao (leader, main dancer, vocalist), wen chao (oldest, main rapper), su she (main vocal, dancer), xue yang (rapper, dancer, unofficially: moodmaker, if by ‘mood’ you understand ‘horror at whatever has just come out of his hellish mouth), wen ning (dancer, vocalist, sometimes rapper), mo xuanyu (vocalist, the Baby™)

MENG YAO:

leader, single-handedly responsible for making these rowdy boys (wc&xy) stop wanting to kill each other

has probably auditioned for every single company there is. was in the nie company for a bit, but it was still a mess freshly after the previous owner, nmj’s father, has died, nmj has struggled (being a producer, not a businessman) so when it turned out they’d have to let some trainees go, the other trainees made it so meng yao was the one to leave. then he temporarily was at wrh’s company where he got kind-of-semi-famous as one of wen qing’s main back dancers (the one she’s interacted with the most) during her last performance. then the company went kaputt and jgs has snatched him off for himself, and then... put him... in the basement.... for two years... after which he gave him a chance, and voila

insanely hard-working. an all-rounder. mainly he excels at dancing, but his vocal and rap skills also Fuck. persona? impeccable. he’s learning to write and compose his own songs and he’s doing well, but he can’t even upload his stuff on soundcloud, because... you know why. has doubled as a manager in their early days. also, dimples.

the fans had tried to make a dad/mom dynamic with him and uh... wen chao...? since they were the oldest and pretty much the opposites, but quickly gave up and he’s now simply known as yao-ge due to his stern but loving persona. (yao-jie, sometimes)

DOES do the split. it was his rookie trick for a year after they debuted, but he simply is just like that. one show host asked him “is there definite proof that you have bones?“ and meng yao only shrugged humbly

WEN CHAO

oldest, has been a trainee for the longest time, hasn’t debuted because... well... he wasn’t good... and that was because he’s felt too safe in his dad’s company. WELL ABOUT THAT,

his older brother wen xu has debuted Long before him, but after a few years his group disbanded, he moved on to modeling and then stopped after a couple of years, too. (he got married.)

you know how i said their image is ‘cool, a bit fucky’? well, he’s 40% of that fuckiness. he’s been told again and again that idols aren’t supposed to date/have dating experience, but he still can’t get the hang of it

yes, he and jiaojiao were an item back in the wen days. she’s a trainee at some other company now but they still hook up sometimes

initially was intent on maintaining a cool, calm and collected image... then he met xue yang and threw that idea outta the window. paradoxically, they’re interesting together, not only as rappers but also as... high-energy, chaotic energy makers of the group...

this is a happy au, so: initially he’s thought everything is bullshit, these talentless fucks are dumb and he should already be a top idol. by the time of their debut, he agrees that meng yao is one crafty motherfucker. a year after their debut, if anything happened to any of his boys, yes even xue yang, he would kill everyone in the room, etc, etc BUT YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW ABOUT THAT.

SU SHE

unfortunately, was added before their first comeback (second release) and therefore controversial. fortunately, his vocal completes the group’s image and musical flavour

was a trainee in yinshen ent where he really admired their top idol, lan wangji, until... he got to know him (?) when they were sent to compete in a survival show and decided lan wangji ain’t shit and is, in fact, a stuck-up self-centered bitch. the survival show crashed (unrelatedly), but still some serious words were exchanged. during Some Company Problems, quite a lot of trainees have left, but he was the one who left with a Bang.

joined that one subsidiary of jin ent because of meng yao, who, just like in canon, recognized him, said he loved him in (song he’s performed in the survival show) and with this he cemented his position as su she’s new Boy Who Makes Him Go !!!!.

slowly replaced meng yao as The Man Who Does This Face at the other lads’ rowdy behaviour.

fans remember he was :/ at lan wangji, so his persona wouldn’t work anyway, but he does make quite a convincing kind dude-next-door.

stubborn side of the fandom’s next candidate for the mom member, because... he’s ridiculously prepared and reliable. who carries hydrogen peroxide in their daily use backpack? this boy !

it used to be rubbing alcohol but i had too many reasons to apply it internally, he once says mournfully, and this is how xue yang discovers he has a sense of humor, sort of

unfortunately, has the juiciest ass in the group. unfortunately, because

XUE YANG

responsible for: being inappropriate. the other 60% of fuckiness, really enjoys getting into wen chao’s personal space (since wen chao is That straight dude) and just... doing whatever to make su she Scandalized.

but he’s so cute we’ll forgive him. at least until the next time he does a surprise butt grab

very agile! dance line along with meng yao and wen ning. apparently he was a stunt guy...? apparently the lived in the streets...? apparently he went to the same dance school as meng yao...? no one knows his past. no one has seen his kid photos. did he go by another name...? insert the what are birds gif but make it who is xue yang.

adds sound effects to real life. also in his raps, sometimes

started hugging and initiating physical contact with people to assert dominance to be annoying, but ended up actually liking it, even though the one he does it comfortably with is meng yao. just like... back hugs? resting his chin over a-yao’s shoulder? it’s neat. sometimes a-yao pats his hand or taps his nose absent-mindedly and it’s super neat. if he notices you noticing it, though, he will BITE

most popular member, but everyone likes him for different reasons and has a different uhhh headcanon about potentially dating him. bad boy xue yang/cute bratty didi xue yang/sweet boyfriend xue yang, etc, etc

no one knows how, but apparently he knows the iconic duo from a small company, xiao xingchen and song lan...? or rather, song lan pretends not to know or notice him, meanwhile xiao xingchen is very cute when they’re interacting, and basically it prompts a lot of dating rumors, especially since they’ve been spotted having hotpot.

WEN NING

su she was the one to join last, but actually it’s wen ning who’s the least popular member. i’m just so quiet that people don’t notice me, haha, he says while being 180cm tall and having killer charisma when he dances

seriously, what’s up with that? it’s almost like he’s a different person, a possessed one to add to that. huh!

in contrast, his voice is very gentle and even cute, and he often sings quietly to himself. sometimes to other members (there’s a video of him singing what seems to be a lullaby to mxy), sometimes to little animals (there’s a video of him singing to a tiny frog he’s found during a walk). gentle boyfriend wen ning but it’s CANON

in contrast to the contrast, he doesn’t rap often, but when he does, it’s like... who’s that?? another member??? dualism king

when wc/xy cause problems on purpose, he doesn’t react/allows them to tease him/slap his ass/bump into him when they’re fighting. he seems like a calm, gentle guy so when they’re in a variety show and it’s Time For A Punishment, of course he gets to decide/wield the squeaky hammer, WHEREUPON ‘yang-ge, three weeks ago you ate my yoghurt even though i specifically asked you not to, so...’ (whacks xy’s ass into next tuesday)

nice, sculpted shoulders make for very good pillows

MO XUANYU

a Baby, but watch out: a horny one. fully on board with xue yang’s Inappropriate Ideas Of Entertainment. there’s a video of them doing some Rather Dirty dance moves while meng yao and su she make pained faces in the bg

fashion king. make-up king. none of his selfies are bare-faced, he always has some red eye shadow/blue eyelashes/yellow blush/black lipstick going on. sometimes even at the same time. paints his nails and toenails as well. somehow yao-gege doing his make-up makes him fall asleep one minute in. (cute)

his sincere smile is a 100% foolproof way to just... melt everyone’s hearts. in wen ning’s case: with a smile as well. meng yao and su she: an eyeroll (fond). xue yang and wen chao: ‘oh, fuck you’. but it DOES

most of the time though when he does sajiao it’s totally weird. (on purpose, on purpose)

tiny boy. skinny boy. once he turned to the side and vanished. even though most of the time in videos the other members sooner or later end up giving him food! (at some point wen chao says ‘it’s so that you’d shut up’, causing a-yu to start talking animatedly, spitting crumbs into his tea. serves him right)

has a potential to end up as a vocal god. currently however his favourite method of doing things with his voice is SCREAM

famously examines what things are by putting them in his mouth/licking them. he is a little creacher. he cannot change this

bites

lemon; what’s your comfort food? titans; do you prefer slow mornings or relaxing evenings? violet; is there any place in particular you’d like to settle down?

lemon - oh yes. there’s actually three comfort foods for me. mac-n-cheese. but it has to be homemade. like, completely with the crumbly buttery cracker crumbs on top, baked in the oven, etc. like the absolute best cheesy goodness ever. then there’s pecan pie. it reminds me of my grandmother and how much she hated my cousin who had a nut allergy. like, when i say hated, i mean like hated her in the way only a truly southern lady can. that deep rooted hatred that allowed her to smile and still by the girl birthday and christmas presents but the moment she came into sight everyone around KNEW shit was gonna go down but in this super polite way? it’s weird. but the hatred she held for my cousin was palatable. and i hate that same cousin with the same level of passion as my grandmother and i always feel close to her when i have pie. we hated a lot of the same people and things. and she would tell me all the deep, dark family secrets and shit and give me money behind everyone’s back. basically, if my granny had committed murder i’d be her first call to help hide the body or bake it into a pie or something. and when i miss her or am reminded of how much i hate that bitch Erin, usually around the holidays, i’ll bake a homemade from scratch pecan pie and eat the whole fucking thing knowing that if my cousin walked into my kitchen, she’d die of anaphylactic shock just the way my grandma hoped she would. And lastly, punsit. or is it puncit? fuck if i know how it’s spelled. it’s a Filipino dish that my mother-in-law makes, and she learned it from her step-father (from the Philippines) and taught to my husband. it’s basically glorified eggroll filling. we usually have it with noodles, but it pairs well with jasmine or basmati rice. when i’m sick or have an upset tummy, i want this. it’s also the food we had at my wedding, and the first dish i ate with my husband’s family. it’s rather sentimental to me.

titans - i usually get slow mornings, but i would so much prefer relaxing evenings. i would totally love it if my family would just chill the fuck out in the evenings but nope. i don’t get to have that unfortunately.  but man.... the very rare times i do..... it’s fucking glorious. i get to curl up in my favorite spot with my laptop or a good book, and have a nice hot cup of tea or cocoa. hide in my pile of comfy blankets in my favorite comfy shorts and top and just chill out to music and pizza. it’s wonderful.

violet - ideally, the middle of nowhere. like, in the woods. yeah. in the woods, possibly up a mountain a bit. don’t give a fuck if it snows or not. just, i want to be out in the middle of nowhere, left alone, with wifi, electricity, and running water. with lots of books. and a good SUV or van that can get me up and down the mountain and through the woods. i don’t like big cities, and i barely tollerate the small town i’m in now. i used to love big cities but...  not so much anymore. i hate people, you see, and interacting with them. but most of all, i hate having neighbors. just.... i hate them. i hate having their cats getting up under my house and shitting all the time no matter how many times we plug up the holes and seal off the crawlspace. i hate how they blast their music at all hours. i hate dealing with code enforcement because i went one day too long before mowing my lawn because my lawnmower broke and my neighbor is a petty bitch. and i hate it when i’ve lived next to people who deliberately trained their dogs to attack people (especially children), and i hate living next to crazy people and meth labs and in parts of town run by gangs because it’s all we can afford. i want to live in the woods, maybe or maybe not on a mountain, away from neighbors and their drama and people and the noise and just be left with all the comforts i could want and need, and my kid and my husband and just exist. also i could walk around naked when nobody’s home if i want and not have to worry about the goddamn creeper neighbor trying to peer in through my blinds when he thinks my ass ain’t lookin.

I Can’t Swim! (Peter Parker)

Concept: “our first kiss would’ve been a lot more romantic if it wasn’t CPR.”

Warning/s: fluff, peter parker

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Peter Parker

A/N: hi bitches it’s ya boy tommy i wrote this to save myself from the pain that is infinity war :))))))) and also this is my submission for @sighodinson‘s 5k writing challenge!! congrats on the 5k cum ily and the title is totally not a vine reference i mean like who does that 

You don’t know what Peter ate during the week. But whatever it was, it made him all soft on you and always wanted to find some time to hang out with you. Every day at school, he always wanted to be by your side, asking you if anyone was bothering you during classes or if you needed help with your studies. Then after school, he would always walk you to the bus station just to spend more time with you. Even if it meant he had to miss the train.

Then the weekends were beginning to peak through the horizon. During lunch, while you were seated in Ned and Peter’s usual table in the cafeteria, Peter suddenly asked Ned to leave. When Ned looked at him in confusion, all Peter did was wink at him twice, then he got the message and left the table. 

You turned your whole body to him, narrowing your eyes at him. “Okay, what have you been eating this week, Peter?” you asked him, suspicious. 

Peter grinned at you sheepishly, taking your hands in his and looking down at them. “I just like having you around.” 

“Okay, but why did you make Ned leave?” 

“Because I wanna ask you out on a date this weekend.” 

You snorted. “You could’ve done that without making him leave.” Peter rolled his eyes. “He can’t stand us being together, so I always have to warn him before I do cute stuff with you.” he said and pouted. You resisted pinching his cheek. He was too damn adorable. You’re lucky to have him as your boyfriend.

“So do you want to go on a date with me this weekend?” he asked, like he always did, even though you were already dating. You didn’t mind that he kept asking you, though. It was sweet of him to check if you wanted to go. “Of course! Where are we going?” 

Peter puffed his chest out and tried to put on a serious face, making you giggle. “To the beach!” he declared.

“Why the beach?” you asked, giving him a puzzled look. Peter shrugged and said with a straight face, “Buzzfeed said it costs like, $12.” You laughed at that, but agreed to go. It’s always fun at the beach, even if you can’t swim.

“This is such a nice place.” you said, looking around the beach and relishing in how the sun hits your skin. There weren’t a lot of people at the beach, and it was perfect because you weren’t looking forward to seeing your classmates from school. Today is supposed to be just you and Peter alone. 

“Let’s set up our picnic over there.” Peter said and pointed at a spot near the lifeguard tower, looking at you through his sunglasses. He looked so attractive just holding the beach umbrella across his shoulder and the picnic basket in his other hand. 

You subtly bit the inside of your bottom lip before you could get carried away with staring. “Okay, you set up the umbrella while I set up the picnic.”

Peter nodded and you both walked towards the spot. You both worked to make your little place look decent. After that, you both settled next to each other on the blanket and rested. Peter sighed and draped his arm around your shoulder, and you immediately snuggled to his chest. You hummed in satisfaction when he pulled you closer. 

“I wish I could nap here without having to worry about getting my phone stolen or getting kidnapped.” you blurted out of nowhere. Peter’s chest rumbled in soft laughter, and you lifted your head up to see him smirking. 

“What? I’m just saying.” you defended. 

“I mean, I am Spider-man, so I don’t think you’ll have to worry about getting your phone stolen or getting kidnapped.” he said, smirking. Before you could comment on how cocky he was being, Peter turned his whole body to you and cradled you into his chest, making you giggle when his breath tickled your neck.

“I’ll have you informed though; I don’t know how to swim. So you’ll have to hold my hand the whole time.” you told him. Peter nodded, grinning. “I’ll even piggy back ride you the whole time if you want me to.” he mumbled against your hair.

You rolled your eyes at him, and Peter snickered, kissing your hair.

You laid there with Peter for what seemed like hours, talking about anything that would come to mind. About his life as Spider-Man, what TV show you were currently binge-watching, all that kind of stuff.

“Does Tony tutor you about science?” you asked randomly. Peter didn’t respond for a moment, thinking about it. He looked like he wanted to say yes, but Tony is too busy being Iron Man to give him tutors about quantum physics. 

“No.” he said instead.

That went on while you both ate your sandwiches. You both shared a few laughs about the funny times Peter had encountered any of the Avengers. There was one time where he was tasked to get some files in Tony’s office when Hawkeye suddenly fell out of the vents and landed on top of him. 

“It was one of the greatest moments of my life.” Peter marveled. He looked too happy about it. “I mean, my head hurt because Mr. Stark’s floors are tiled but man, I got landed on by Hawkeye! Totally worth the head pain.” You laughed at his adorable, happy face.

After you’ve both finished eating your sandwiches, you dusted the bread crumbs off your lap and stood up on the picnic blanket. Peter looked up at you with a curious and confused expression on his face.

His eyes widened when you suddenly began taking off your shirt and shorts, showing off your swimsuit that you were hiding underneath. You turned to him, your smile growing wider when you saw Peter’s expression. 

“What do you think, Peter?” you asked him cheekily. Peter looked like a fish as he stared at you opening and closing his mouth multiple times. 

“Wow,” was all he could say after a moment of silence. You giggled and turned to the beach, stretching. “I didn’t think you’d want to swim.” Peter said. You turned back to him and saw him standing while dusting his shorts off from the bread crumbs. 

“It’s a fun day at the beach! Who doesn’t wanna have fun?” you told him. Peter looked at you the way a worried mother would. “You can’t swim, Y/N. You have to be - hey, HEY! Y/N! Y/N!”

He was cut off when you suddenly bolted away from him and towards the shore. The beach had big waves today, which made you terrified. But it was now or never, because you figured you’re gonna look stupid running towards the water and then running back to Peter. 

“WOO!” you shouted with your arms raised, like a lunatic. 

Peter’s spider sense was tingling to its maximum level. The moment your foot made contact with the sea, his first move was to start running towards you. 

“Y/N, I swear to god.” he mumbled through gritted teeth, speed-walking towards you. His heart stopped beating for a second when he suddenly noticed you were gone. His spider sense was practically beeping so loud inside his head it slightly gave him a headache. 

“Oh god, Y/N.” He frantically took off his shirt and ran to the shore, looking for you all around the waters. His heightened sense of hearing managed to pick up someone choking on something. He turned to his right and saw an arm waving furiously through the big waves. He instantly recognized it as your arm.

“Y/N! OH, GOD -” he screamed.

Peter had never ran so fast before. He jumped into the water and swam through the strong waves that was trying to wash him up to the shore. He saw your now limping and sinking body and instantly wrapped one arm around your waist tightly, swimming back to the shore as fast as possible.

Once his feet touched the sand, he immediately dragged your unconscious body underneath him, panicking so much. “Oh god, oh god. Peter, breathe. Do CPR. Do CPR! SAVE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!” he yelled at himself before he pressed the heels of his hand to the center of your chest, compressing steadily like how he remembered it. 

He braced himself and latched his lips onto yours, heavily struggling to not get distracted by how soft your lips feel as he gave rescue breaths. He focused on saving your life. He repeated it when he saw your chest wasn’t rising and falling like it was supposed to. 

He quickly pulled away when you suddenly jerked up and coughed water out of your mouth. Peter found himself crying in joy and in relief and all kinds of emotions washing over him all at once. He wrapped his arms around your neck, embracing you in a severely tight hug. 

“Oh, I thought I lost you. I thought I lost you.” he whispered against your wet hair, his eyes brimming with tears as salty as the ocean that nearly drowned you. You hugged Peter after a second of reluctance. You felt extremely guilty for making him worry about you and nearly dying. 

“I’m sorry, Peter.” you mumbled against his shoulder. You traced the broadness of his left shoulder, brushing away the sand that got stuck on it. Peter pulled away from the hug, but he made you sit up from the sand, staring at you deeply. Your heart wrenched when you saw his teary eyes. 

“Don’t -” Peter’s voice sounded teary, worried, but it was also evident that he was really mad. “Don’t do stupid stuff like that! You’re gonna give me a heart attack if you pull that kind of crap again!” he shouted. You don’t even flinch when he raised his voice at you. You felt like you deserved that for pulling that stunt. 

Peter wiped the tears in his eyes and held your face in his hand, tilting your head down so he could kiss your forehead. The kiss lingered. 

“I’m really sorry, Peter. I - I didn’t know what I was doing. Sorry for acting stupid.” you dipped your head down in shame. Peter pulled you into another hug, leaning his head against your hair and you leaning against his chest. You could hear how fast and hard his heart was beating. 

“I forgive you,” Peter sniffled, pulling away from the hug to look at you, “but you gotta promise you won’t do stuff that stupid again!” he scolded, sounding like a mother. You fought back a remark about how he sounded like his Aunt May. 

“I promise, Peter. I promise.” you said, and it was so sincere. Peter appreciated how genuine it sounded coming out of your mouth. It showed through the smile he sported. “Thank you for saving me.” you said, and his smile widened further.

It went quiet for a second. The wind wasn’t strong in the beach, but you felt it against your skin, soothing your heated skin. 

“Our first kiss,” Peter mumbled with an unreadable expression on his face. Your face immediately heated up, realizing that he did CPR on you. You daydreamed countless times during classes about how your first kiss with Peter would go. CPR wasn’t one of them, unfortunately.

“It would’ve been so much better if it wasn’t CPR.” you said meekly, ashamed.  Peter smiled wide at your blushing face and held your face close to his, forcing you to look at him. His lips was just a centimeter away from yours. Your face was probably on fire from how warm it felt.

“Tell me to stop,” he warned you, his voice dropping a few octaves. When you didn’t say anything, he took that as permission to kiss you. You nearly mewled at how soft his lips felt against yours. Your hand grasped at the back of his neck, deepening the kiss and making Peter gasp against your mouth.

You both pulled away, gasping for air. Peter had something gleaming in his eyes, something that you couldn’t decipher. 

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You Found Me In The Dark- Chapter 6

So, this is kind of a short story, so we're nearing the end. But the sequel for it is going to be longer, I promise. So stick with me! :)

In the morning, Yoongi is the first one to wake. He glances over to see Taehyung and Jungkook wrapped up in each other's arms. Taehyung has his head resting on Jungkook's chest, his head rising and falling with every breath Jungkook makes, which blows softly onto Taehyung's hair. It's honestly really cute to just see them cuddled up together; Taehyung having his arm draped over Jungkook's exposed stomach and Jungkook having his arm hanging over Taehyung's shoulder. Yoongi studies the both of them for a minute, taking in the beauty of what this relationship might bring. Could bring. Will bring.

Yoongi throws some clothes on and walks into the kitchen. Remnants from his takeout dinner with Jungkook last night are still scattered on the counter. They had gotten Taehyung's favorite, coincidentally, so Yoongi felt kinda bad? For the record, it wasn't even that great of a dinner. Since Yoongi and Jungkook barely know each other, they just ate quietly. The only sound that filled the room was the click of their chopsticks and the squeak of a bar stool every now and then.

Jungkook was actually the first to make a move on Yoongi. They sat on the couch after eating and Jungkook just...went for it. It felt like he already knew Yoongi. He spoke about him as if they've been friends for years. Jungkook pointed out that he could see past Yoongi's facade, the one that makes him look pissed off and stern. His "resting bitch face", so he called it. It was all fake. For show. And he was right. Taehyung learned that after a while but Jungkook could literally see past it all. Even when Yoongi denied it, Jungkook disagreed and told him that he couldn't hide from him. Yoongi did find himself swooning over Jungkook, with his handsome face, cute bunny smile, and the way he could read him like an open book. It was all very intoxicating. But Jungkook was still the first one to make a move. The makeout session had only lasted a couple of minutes until Taehyung came home. Yoongi felt embarrassed, although he tried to make it look like he wasn't, but Jungkook really didn't give a shit. He liked being someone's, even if it meant hurting someone else. Is that what happened with Taehyung? Did Jungkook try to get love from him because he seemed vulnerable? Yoongi shakes the thought out of his head and moves to start cleaning up the kitchen. Empty boxes into the trash. Dirty glasses and plates in the sink.

"Should I make breakfast?" Yoongi wonders aloud, glancing around the kitchen.

"Not until we get groceries," Taehyung says, walking into the kitchen, looking as if he'd only slept 2 hours.

"Yeah, I know," Yoongi mumbles. "I guess that's something we can do today."

"We?" Taehyung asks, and then he remembers. Jungkook. "Oh, yeah. Or we could just leave him."

Yoongi scoffs as he sweeps some loose crumbs into his hand off the counter, "That's not what you do in a relationship, Tae."

"You think I don't know that?" Taehyung sits down on the bar stool and sets his head on the counter. He then gazes up at Yoongi. His eyes scan over the older boy's face. "How are you?"

Yoongi narrows his eyes out of surprise, "Uh, I'm fine?"

"Are you?" Taehyung cocks his head and smiles.

"Why are you acting so weird?" Yoongi asks. Taehyung only does this kind of stuff when he has something he needs to say. Yoongi sighs, "What is it?" Taehyung perks his head up from the counter and starts babbling on and on. About what? Yoongi has no clue. It's one of those times that he just has to pretend to listen because Taehyung is great at talking nonsense. Sometimes it makes sense and then Yoongi will actually listen, but most of the time it's something he doesn't even understand. Taehyung can be extremely random like that.

"Oh...and one thing."

"Hmm?"

"Don't let Jungkook become more important than me," Taehyung says, his face suddenly turning serious.

"I'm sorry?" Yoongi chokes, flicking his eyes back up to meet Tae's.

"Just...in the end, I still want to matter."

"Tae...why would you think that? You'll always matter to me," Yoongi tells him, frowning a bit.

Taehyung shakes his head, "I know, I know. I probably sound pathetic and whiny right now but...you're the only one I have, Yoongi."

Yoongi grabs Taehyung's hand and squeezes it reassuringly, "Don't worry about anything, okay, baby? I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Goodmorning, love birds!" Jungkook shouts, popping into the kitchen. Taehyung jumps and nearly falls off the chair.

"Jesus Christ, how can you be this energetic in the morning?" Yoongi asks while glancing over at that clock. "It's 8 am!"

Jungkook shrugs, "I just am. Better than looking like Taehyung, right?" He motions towards Taehyung's dark and tired face.

"Bite me."

"Please, don't start this now," Yoongi says, rubbing at his temples. Them 'playfully' arguing isn't cute. At least not anymore. It's annoying.

"Oh shit, I have to work." Taehyung quickly skitters back into the bedroom, accidentally slamming the door.

"Well, I guess it's just us," Jungkook says with a cocky smile.

"Yay." Yoongi is still planning on going to the store and he's not ready to find out how Jungkook acts there.

Jungkook is...fairly well behaved, until he sees something he wants.

"Wait, Yoongi, we need this!!"

"Baby, get this one, for Tae!"

"Wait, that's not what I wanted, are you stupid?"

"Jungkook!" Yoongi yells. "Are you fucking 3? Grow up."

"I'm 20, actu-"

"I will shove my foot up your ass if you keep running your mouth." Yoongi feels like one of those moms with annoying kids and they're not afraid to turn around and smack the shit out of them, even if they're in public.

By the time they finish grocery shopping, Jungkook somehow manages to rack up over $200. That's one paycheck down the drain.

"I'm never taking you shopping again," Yoongi sighs as he crumples up the receipt paper. God, he didn't think Jungkook could be this bad. Although he is helpful putting away all the shit he picked out. But he stares as Yoongi stretches up to put something on a higher shelf. Jungkook can't help but come up behind Yoongi as he continues to put stuff away.

"You look so good, baby." 

Yoongi tries to push him away but the way Jungkook purrs into his ear makes him weak in the knees.

"You annoy the literal fuck out of me," Yoongi says.

Jungkook turns Yoongi to face him and grips both sides of his face, running his fingers through his light blue hair, "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," Yoongi spits, gritting his teeth, "you drive me insane."

Jungkook presses himself against Yoongi, "In what way? Tell me." He tugs on the ends of Yoongi's hair, "Tell me about how much I make you fucking hate me."

Yoongi pulls away, "Wait, what? I don't hate you."

"Oh my god, just go with it," Jungkook sighs, pressing his forehead against Yoongi's. He shakes his head but follows along with the 'idea'.

"Just...know I don't hate you, okay?"

"Yeah yeah, be quiet, Min," Jungkook finally kisses Yoongi, shutting him up. Jungkook has this magnetic attraction that keeps pulling Yoongi to him. He's never felt this with someone in such a short amount of time. How can Jungkook make him fall apart this easily? Not even Taehyung affected him like this. At least not this early in the relationship.

Yoongi and Jungkook don't fuck. Jungkook just likes to tease. So Yoongi finishes putting the groceries away and sets himself at his computer to work on some recordings.

"Oh, you record music?" Jungkook asks.

Yoongi nods, "I'm a music producer. Or...at least trying to be."

"Trying?"

"I haven't had the best of luck getting my shit together," Yoongi scrolls through a playlist, trying to find what he's been working on recently. "Here, listen to this." Yoongi plays the track, which is only 30 seconds long right now.

Jungkook stares at the screen, listening intently. "Wow...this is...this is fantastic, Yoongi!!"

Yoongi smiles, "Really? It's not finished yet but...I'm working hard on it."

Jungkook takes a seat next to him and pats his leg, "God, how are you not famous? Or gone total pro? A studio NEEDS you."

"Okay, I'm not that good," Yoongi says, shaking his head at Jungkook's absurd idea. "It's...just a hobby."

"A hobby doesn't pay the bills, Yoongi. This is your job. You were meant for this!! Can I...hear more?"

Yoongi proceeds to show Jungkook some of his favorite works. Time passes quickly as they talk and laugh together. Jungkook is blown away by Yoongi's skills, he's practically 'fangirling' over him. Yoongi decides to show Jungkook how he does his work. The whole recording processing and shows him his journal with all his brainstorming ideas.

It's almost dinner time when Tae comes home. He sets his keys and phone on the counter. "Yoongi?" From in the living room, he can hear laughing and music. What kind of music are they listening to? It's really catchy. When Taehyung gets closer, things start to click.

"This is seriously so amazing, I can't believe you made all these!" Jungkook's voice cuts through the door as if it wasn't actually there. Or at least that's how it feels to Taehyung. It feels like a bullet just ripped through his heart and he's been left to bleed out. The music that they're listening to is the music that Yoongi's recorded. The ones he's worked on for nights on end. No sleep or dinner. Just work. Constantly. And although Taehyung is an important piece of Yoongi's life and he knows everything about Yoongi, this is one thing he never shared.

Yoongi NEVER let Taehyung listen to his music.

Yet here he is...showing it to Jungkook, of all people.

Taehyung shakes it off once he realizes he's acting like a baby. Who cares if Yoongi showed Jungkook?

"Pfft, it's fine..." he tells himself. "He was going to show me too, right? It's okay, Jungkook just got lucky. Yeah! Lucky..." Tae tells himself while tears stream down his face.

Taehyung chooses to let them bond. They need it since they barely know each other. So Tae sits on the couch, pulling his knees to his chest. He notices that they went and got groceries today but dinner isn't on his mind. Forgetting is on his mind. Taehyung is sensitive. He'll get worked up over small things. This is an example. He might be overreacting but who knows? Maybe not. Maybe his gut feeling is right. That Yoongi is going to start liking Jungkook more and then realize he doesn't need Taehyung. Yoongi keeps him whole and now that he's finally gained forgiveness from him, Jungkook is going to take him away?

So for the next couple days, Taehyung watches Jungkook and Yoongi from a distance. They're getting closer, which was bound to happen anyways. But they seem especially close. Yoongi barely pays any attention to Taehyung and when he does, it's not full like it was before. Before all this bullshit. Before Jungkook. Jungkook is all Yoongi talks about, dreams about, eats about, and even shits about. He's addicted to Jungkook.

"Yoongi?" Taehyung calls to him one night, when Jungkook has already fallen asleep.

"Yeah?" He comes out into the living room.

"I'm uh, glad that you and Jungkook are getting along so well."

Yoongi smiles, "Yeah, me too. Things are actually working out great."

Taehyung nods and smiles back, trying to hide the pain written all over his face. Can Yoongi not see it? See how much Taehyung is hurting? He used to notice every little change about Taehyung but now... it's like he forgot.

"That's good. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Yoongi says, sitting down next to Taehyung. He doesn't sit against him like usual, he gives him space as if he's just a friend. Yoongi looks at Taehyung, waiting for him to start speaking.

"I just...wanted to ask if you still...you know, love me?"

Yoongi stiffens a bit but relaxes quickly, hoping Taehyung didn't notice, "Tae, baby, you're not thinking that I don't again, are you?"

Taehyung shrugs, "Well, I know you care about me and stuff but it feels less...natural and more forced."

"Forced?"

"I mean like...when you kiss me, it isn't as passionate as it used to be. When we talk, you aren't as interested. You're more distant. And...I don't want to put this all onto Jungkook because, I caused this. I'm the one who fucked up our relationship. But I thought after I got your forgiveness and everything, things would go back to normal. Everything would be the same. We'd cuddle every night and fall asleep in each other's arms. Wake up to one of us smiling at the other. You know?"

"Tae, I-"

"But I feel like Jungkook has taken up a bigger place in your heart. You guys leave me out of everything now. Even sex!!"

Sex isn't a big deal. Not for Taehyung. He just wants Yoongi to love him like he did before.

"You're always working, sweetie."

Actually, no, he's not.

Taehyung shakes his head, "Don't bring that condescending tone, Yoongi. I know what's going on." He tries to act confused but Taehyung knows damn well that Yoongi knows exactly what he's talking about. "Stop lying and making up excuses!!" He shouts. Yoongi doesn't flinch or move away. He simply just stares at Taehyung. "I know what's going on...I'm not stupid like you think."

"Tae, I never thought you were stupid. You kn-"

"Stop!" Taehyung is fighting back the hot angry tears. He doesn't want Yoongi to know that he's hurting. He wants to be strong. To prove himself.

But then Jungkook walks out.

"Everything okay?"

Yoongi stands up, "Yes...its fine. Taehyung is just...having some issues with himself."

Taehyung chokes, "I'm-what??"

"I tried to tell him that we're here for him but he doesn't believe me."

What...Yoongi...how could you?

Jungkook frowns and motions Yoongi over to him. He wraps his arm around Yoongi's waist, "Tae...you don't need to be so harsh. We're trying our best. We love you."

"No, you don't!" Taehyung yells, standing up from the couch. "You'd do anything to have me gone!!"

"Taehyung...what is wrong? Are you feeling okay?" Jungkook asks, stepping forward to put his hand against Taehyung's forehead. Yes, he's coming down with a sickness called realization.

He smacks it away, "Don't you dare touch me."

Yoongi's eyes widen but Jungkook just smiles, "What's wrong? Not enough attention?" Taehyung swears that he's going to bust Jungkook in half but Yoongi comes back in.

"Can we fucking stop this?!"

"Yes, I'm sor-" (Jungkook)

"No, this isn't ov-" (Taehyung)

Yoongi holds back a bark of laughter. Here they are again, mixing up their answers. Fucking Jungkook. He just loves to ruin everything, doesn't he?

"Jungkook," Taehyung whispers.

"What, baby?"

"Do you like stealing things from people?"

Jungkook narrows his eyes, "Uhm. What?"

"Remember when we first met? You were going to steal my money, right?" Jungkook doesn't answer. "You stole a fuck from me. And now," he takes a step closer, "you stole my fucking boyfriend! What's next? Are you going to steal my apartment? My job? My life?"

"Taehyung," Yoongi says, "that's not what's going on."

"Then what is, Yoongi? Me and you aren't together anymore. I'm not with Jungkook. I'm with neither of you. You're with each other! I'm...alone. Again."

Flashbacks to before Taehyung met Yoongi. He was alone. He had no one. Beside those random one night stands with customers, he was by himself. He came home to an empty apartment, ate cold takeout, and slept for 3 hours before waking up and doing it all over again. It was a painful cycle...and to feel himself practically being put back into that. It hurts. More than words can explain.

"No you're not, you have us. We're a team," Jungkook says. He's trying to console Taehyung but it's only making it worse.

"Teams don't forget about their other teammates!" 

Jungkook flinches, reeling back from the sharp bite of Taehyung's words.

"Taehyung, I think you need to get some rest," Jungkook tells him. Yoongi nods in agreement. "Come to bed with us. We'll make room."

Make room...what? That's Taehyung's bed to begin with! He bought that with his own money, for him and YOONGI. Not for Jungkook and Yoongi.

"I...I can't believe this," Taehyung sighs, running a hand through his brown hair. "Just...forget it. Forget I said anything."

Jungkook shrugs, "Okay then. C'mon, let's go to bed." Yoongi and Jungkook walk into the bedroom and leave the door cracked for Taehyung.

What the fuck just happened? That was supposed to be a passive aggressive statement. Usually someone would say 'No, we're not going to forget this. Tell us what's wrong. We'll fix this.' But nope. Jungkook literally just brushed it off like Taehyung actually wanted him to forget about it.

He's literally like a pet dog. Like 'here, we'll leave the door open just a smidge so you can wander in whenever you feel like it'. Fuck that. Taehyung isn't going to let Jungkook win. Whatever hold he has on Yoongi...Taehyung needs to break it.

One way or another, he WILL get Yoongi back.

Even if someone has to get hurt.

Hero | 1

Pairing: Shownu x Reader

Word Count: 2,138 

Genre & Warnings: This series will have a little bit of everything, although nothing too heavy. Angst in later chapters. Shownu will be a bit of a soft dom. Fluffiness overload. Comedy because it’s Monsta X. 

“Do my lips taste like Doritos?”

That was his only warning before Shownu was rudely awakened by a pair of wet lips that did indeed taste like Doritos.

“Minhyuk, what the fuck?” Shownu shot up off the couch, wiping crumb residue from his lips. He glared at his friend, the answering grin not faltering in the slightest. 

“Time to get up Papa Bear. We have a guest.” Minhyuk nudges him and gestures towards the front door where a middle age woman looked at her surroundings and at the boys with distaste. She nods curtly to Shownu as he makes his way to her. 

“Sohn Hyunwoo, the President of this Fraternity?” Her nasal voice asks, thick with disdain.

“Yes, ma'am.” 

“I’m here to inform you that your House director has quit. Again. As this is the fourth house director you’ve gone through is two years, and you have yet to obtain a new pledge this year, we will be reducing funding to your house. Furthermore, until you obtain some new pledges, we will not be assigning another house director. Since there are only five of you, we’ve decided that’s a waste of our resources. Once you obtain more, we’ll reconsider our decision.” 

Without another word she left, slamming the door behind her. Shownu stared at the door, trying to process the news. No house director meant no one to cook, or clean, or help keep the others in check. It meant no one buying groceries or other things they needed. Reduced funding meant they were in serious trouble. He supposed in the meantime he could start assigning chores. Kihyun could handle cooking and cleaning, with help from Shownu and Wonho.  Minhyuk could help Hyungwon grocery shopping. They’d have to come up with some sort of fundraiser to handle any other activities. 

Shownu sighed and ran a hand down his face. This was seriously driving him crazy. He didn’t even understand WHY the house directors kept quitting. Sure, the boys could be a handful sometimes, but they weren’t bad. More likely, it was that the directors came in thinking they were in for some sort of crazy college experience with a wild fraternity. Instead, they got five boys in the music program whose idea of a wild time was video games and bingeing on ramen. Shownu was actually starting to wonder if the college was considering closing the house for good. They needed new pledges. He just didn’t know what to do.

“Hey, who ate the last ramen? Seriously, guys, there’s nothing else to eat in here! You can eat anything else that you wish, but not all my ramen” Wonho yelled from the kitchen. 

“My only wish is that you shut your cakehole,” Hyungwon yelled from the other side of the house. “And you ate all of my ice cream, Mr. “I only eat healthy,” except for ice cream apparently.” 

Shownu grabbed his wallet and keys, sighing again as he headed out. He was going to have to find a job. He had kids to feed. 

Tutoring, nighttime warehouse work, and retail seemed to be all that was posted on the job board. He supposed if he had to he could apply to one of these retail jobs in the mall, and hope they’d be flexible with their hours. 

He was about to leave with a flyer for a clothing shop when he noticed another flyer underneath it. He pulled it out and saw it was a call for a nanny. The pay was ridiculously good. He supposed he could try something like this. He was pretty good with kids, and his frat brothers were basically his children at this point. It was worth a shot. 

He called the number on his way home, setting up a day to come interview. He was going on Friday, after his last class, to give them a chance to make a decision over the weekend. He emailed his resume as he walked home and tried not to think about the fact that the woman who answered had probably the sexiest voice he’d ever heard. 

It had been an incredibly long week. An incredibly long and loud week. With Kihyun essentially being promoted to house mother, he’d been nagging even more than usual, and that leads to everyone else being frustrated and taking it out on each other. It was an endless cycle of Kihyun bitching to Shownu about the boys, the boys bitching to Shownu about Kihyun, Hyungwon bitching about having to clean and Wonho bitching about there never being enough food in the house. He’d finally lost his patience and essentially kicked everyone out of the house today. He needed to calm down enough to handle this interview today. 

He stood in front of the little townhome. It was a pretty cute looking place. It was a warm brown with aged brick steps. Probably didn’t have more than three rooms inside. It looked like a comfortable home. 

Shownu took a deep breath and walked up the steps, knocking lightly. There was a bit of shuffling with the door and it sounded like someone was having trouble with the lock. When it finally swung open, there was no one there. 

“Hello.” A soft childlike voice whispered, followed by a pair of huge brown eyes peeking around the side of the door. 

Shownu smiled at the little boy. “Hey there. Is your mom home?” 

The boy nodded yes but didn’t move or say anything. Just watched him.

“Uh, can I talk to her?” Shownu shuffled his feet a bit, not sure if he should just walk in. 

“Jae, how many times do I have to tell you not to answer the door?” 

And there she was, the person to go with the voice he’d totally not been thinking of all week. God, she did not disappoint. She was stunning and looked much younger than he’d thought. As her welcoming smile dimmed with confusion, he realized he’d been staring and quickly snapped his mouth shut. He cleared his throat and bowed politely. 

“Hello, I’m Sohn Hyunwoo. Everyone calls me Shownu though. I’m here for the interview?” 

She looked momentarily surprised but ushered him inside the house. It was just as inviting inside. It had that warm and cozy lived in vibe, with a toy here and there. It smelled like cinnamon and lemon polish. Shownu couldn’t remember the last time he’d been in a home that didn’t smell like a locker room. She gestured to a comfortable looking brown leather couch and Shownu sank into it. He caught her staring but she’d quickly looked away, a light blush blooming on her cheeks. 

“I’m Y/N. I have to say, you’re nothing like what I’d pictured.” She chuckled. “I’d imagined some…I don’t even know. The opposite of you. Tiny and feminine. Talkative. You look like an athlete.”

“Not really. I like to work out, keep in shape. It’s calming for me, I guess.” He smiled softly, blushing a bit when he noticed her staring at his forearms. She cleared her throat, and grabbed a paper off of the coffee table in front of her, fanning herself lightly.

“Anyway, you sent me your resume and I looked into your references already. I don’t really need the weekend to make a decision because everyone gave you rave reviews. We’ll give it a trial run for…two weeks? See if the two of you fit. You said the only day you aren’t available is on weekends, right?” She asked.

“I have my dance classes on the weekends, but if you needed me to I could just bring him with me. He’d probably have fun.” Shownu suggested and she nodded. She looked him over, biting her lip and obviously thinking hard. 

“Ok, well, I think everything is settled then. You’ll start Monday. I’ll have everything ready for you. His schedules and stuff like that.” 

“Thank you. I appreciate this chance, really.” Shownu released a heavy breath, feeling some of his burdens lighten already. He got up, gesturing for her to go ahead of him and they walk back to the door. As he passed by the staircase, he saw the big pair of brown eyes watching him from around the corner. He winked at him and heard a cute little giggle. 

Y/N swung open the front door for him and he smiled at her as he zipped his jacket up. 

“Will I be meeting your husband on Monday as well? I just realized I hadn’t heard of him yet.” 

Y/N’s frowned, scrunching up her face. “That’s because he’s not in the picture. We were divorced when Jae was a baby. You don’t have to worry about him.” 

He felt like an ass. 

“Sorry. I probably shouldn’t have said anything.” He apologized softly. 

She shook her head. “No, it’s a natural thing to question. I’ll see you on Monday. It was a pleasure meeting you, Hyunwoo.” She reached her hand out and Shownu grasped it. Her’s was small and soft, wrapped completely in his large hand. He barely stopped himself from brushing his thumb across the back of her hand. Looking up, they locked eyes before his dropped to her lips. Never before had he felt so drawn to someone. 

Shownu cleared his throat and dropped her hand, thinking he was coming off rather creepy. He smiled one last time and nodded before rushing outside. He made it to the bottom step before he realized that he hadn’t heard the door close. He looked back and she was still standing at the door, watching him leave. He could see the blush when she’d realized he’d stopped, and she sent him a quick wave before practically slamming the door shut. 

Monday couldn’t get here fast enough.

“You got a what?” Kihyun growled. 

“A job. A nanny job specifically.” Shownu answered as he sprawled across his bed, scrolling through his phone for nanny tips. 

“What the hell are we going to do around here. You’re the President. The FATHER. I can’t do this by myself!” 

“I’m not moving in there. I’ll still be attending my classes and coming home every night. I’ll just be there from when classes are over at noon to whenever she gets off work.” Shownu snapped.

“Don’t get pissy with me. because I cook the food…and I could technically poison you.” Kihyun stood glaring down at him. Shownu sighed and set his phone down. 

“Look, this is for the good of everyone. Without the proper funding, we have no groceries or money for activities. Without activities, we’ll have no pledges. With no pledges, we’ll have no house. With no house, we’ll lose our brothers. I know we’re at each other’s throats right now, but I love all you guys and I don’t want to lose the house.” 

Kihyun sighed and patted Shownu’s shoulder, pausing when they heard whispers on the other side of the door. He rolled his eyes and silently walked over and flung the door open. Minhyuk and Wonho crumbled onto the floor. 

“Were you expecting something interesting?” Kihyun droned. 

“Just seeing what Mom and Dad were up to.” Wonho lisped cutely, sending them both a finger heart from his awkward spot on the floor. 

Minhyuk was frowning, however, an odd enough occurrence that Shownu felt the need to comment on it. 

“What’s the matter, Min?” 

“I didn’t realize things were so serious. I feel bad now. Maybe I should get a job too.” 

Shownu shook his head. “No, you guys need to focus on studies. If you really want to help, start coming up with ideas for fundraisers and a way to gain pledges.” 

Minhyuk saluted him cheekily.

“So, what’s the family like? Do they seem nice?” Wonho asked.

“Yeah. Single mom, toddler boy. Seems like a cute kid.” 

“Single, huh? Is she hot?” Kihyun grinned. 

Shownu didn’t answer, but the blush on his face seemed to give it away.

“OMG, she totally is. Shownu’s got the hots for a mom. He’s going to be the cliche Nanny sleeps with the parent!” Minhyuk giggles. 

“Shut up, guys. I have to study.” Shownu tried to block out the three monsters. 

“What’s going on in here?” Hyungwon pokes his head in the room, observing the giggling men.

Make that four monsters.

“Oh, nothing much. Shownu got a nanny job. And he’s totally in love with the Mom.” Kihyun grinned.

“Oh shit. Are you guys going to do the frick frack?” Hyungwon laughed.

“No.”

“The crickety crack?” Wonho chimes in.

“Stop.”

“The thingamabob? The slip n’ slide? The shake and bake?” Minhyuk giggles.

“I swear to god!”

Shownu got up and shoved them all into the hallway before slamming and locking his door. 

He slumped back down onto his bed, resuming his search for how to be a Nanny. He could still hear them whispering outside of his door. He smiled and shook his head.

He loved the monsters, he really did. 

Sprinkles on top

Fandom: Marvel Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader Genres: fluff Words: 1.065 Prompt: “Sorry, I was gonna tell you” from @bucky-plums-barnes‘s 8k Followers Writing Challenge. Congrats, Gen! <3 

Waddling up the stairs, you let out a heavy sigh. It hasn’t been your day, that’s for sure. Nothing seemed to work out today as it was supposed to.

First, you missed your train which led to arriving late at work. And of course, your boss had to bitch at you for it, even though it was the first time that such thing ever happened.

Then, your computer decided to randomly keep turning off, making it impossible to get any task done. You couldn’t finish your reports, couldn’t turn on more than one program and the IT guy said that your computer had to be taken for a day or two.

Great, just perfect.

To end the day with a bang, it started raining and you forgot to take an umbrella with you. You look awful and feel even worse but you hold on to one thing that has been waiting for you in your apartment.

You unlock the front door and step in, throwing the keys at the drawer, and kick off your heels. Damn, a foot massage would be nice right now.

You head to the kitchen first and smile happily when you see Bucky cooking. Whatever he’s making smells delicious and you already feel your mouth water.

“Hey handsome,” you greet him, placing a kiss on his scruffy cheek and Bucky’s lips curl up with a smirk.

“Hey doll. Forgot the umbrella, huh?”

“Yeah, it didn’t look like raining before I left so I thought it wouldn’t be necessary. I’m gonna go change.”

Bucky jerks his head to look at you and you notice that he’s expression is quite uneasy, almost frightened.

“In your bedroom?” he questions, his voice tight although he tries to be nonchalant.

You frown slightly.

“Well, yeah, dummy. That’s where my clothes are. Make me a tea, please?” you lean in to kiss his cheek again and turn around, making a beeline for your shared bedroom.

You feel a little bubble of excitement in your chest as you near it, knowing very well that there is something you have been looking forward to in there, something that kept you going for this whole bad day.

Once you’re in the room, you change quickly, putting on comfy legging and one of Bucky’s t-shirts. Then, you face the nightstand, a paper box resting on top of it. It contains one of your favorite things in the world and a grin spreads on your face as you reach your hand out to open it. In a moment, a split of a second and you’ll be biting into the best donut you have ever tasted.

Well, you would, if it was in the box.

The box is empty. Safe for some crumbs, which are definitely not a whole donut, there is nothing.

You furrow your brows, confused. You left a note on the box, asking Bucky not to even look at the donut because you saved it for today.    

You inhale deeply, feeling irrational anger blazing within you. Sure, you planned on sharing the donut with him, he’s your boyfriend after all, but you thought more of a bite, maybe two, not the whole damn thing.

“James Buchanan Barnes!” you holler, thumping to the kitchen as Bucky freezes, a spatula stopping mid-stirring.

“Yes, doll?” he asks innocently, although the apologetic look in his eyes tell you that he’s very much guilty.

“You ate my rainbow donut,” you say accusingly and Bucky swallows thickly, his lips forming into a pout, his eyes widening with silent plea for you to not yell at him.

“Don’t you dare give me puppy look, Bucky, it’s not gonna work this time,” you point a finger at him and Bucky sighs, his shoulder slumping.

“Sorry, I was gonna tell you, Y/N. I didn’t mean to eat it, just wanted a bite.”

“You know that I would’ve given it anyway! This entire day has been a freaking massacre for me and all I wanted was to come home and eat that donut. And now it’s gone.”

“Babe, I’m sorry-“

“And it’s only available once a week. For one day in a week, sugar, and now I have to wait 6 days to get it!” you exclaim, throwing your arms in the air and then collapsing onto the kitchen chair.

Just as you thought that day couldn’t get worse.

You cover your face with your hands. You know you’re a bit too dramatic – it’s just a donut after all, but you really, really wanted to have it tonight.

You hear a movement and moment later you feel Bucky’s hands rubbing your thighs.

“Babydoll, look at me,” he asks softly but you shake your head.

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t like you now.”

“Oh,” he mumbles pretending to be hurt, but the amusement in his voice gives him away. “I made your favorite dinner, does that amend the absolutely unforgivable crime that I’ve committed?”

“Don’t make fun of me, Buck,” you mutter angrily and spread apart your fingers to glare at him.

“I wouldn’t dare, doll.”

“You ate my donut.”

“Yes, and I am very sorry about that. I will bring you twenty of them next week, okay?”

“But I wanted one tonight,” you whine, your lips turning downward and Bucky gives you a sympathetic look.

“Bad day?”

“The worst ever. I was late, my computer broke down, my boss was a bitch to me. Like it was all my fault.”

“Tomorrow’s gonna be better, I promise,” he says softly, the sureness in his voice making you believe him. When you nod, Bucky pulls your hand from your face, brushes your hair away and cups your cheeks.

“Nothing will break my girl, right?” he rubs his nose against yours tenderly and you flash him a small smile. “Dinner is ready, do you want to cuddle, watch a movie and get totally dirty with the food?”

“Yes, please.”

“Alright,” he pecks your lips and stands up, taking two plates from the drawer and putting the meal on them.

You watch him – a funny yellow apron with unicorns tied around his waist, his hair gathered into a bun at the back of his neck, that t-shirt you loved on him. He’s humming something, probably a song from the 40s.

A warm fuzzy feeling spreads within you – why would you want a donut when you have Bucky, the perfect and instant-working remedy for everything.

"Yeah, Buddy, I totally - urp - didn't eat that pizza you left out on the table. No need for the nose pinchin'."

Buddy could only display the most displeased face he could ever muster. He looked into the kitchen and saw that the pizza was completely gone. The entire pan that the pizza was placed on was completely cleaned off. No crusts but just a few crumbs. That was his best creation too of a perfect homemade pizza. Son of a bitch actually ate the entire thing.His eye twitched as he slowly walks up to Palmer. "Right, says the crumbs that are all over your shirt." He grabbed Palmer's nose between his nose and index finger and pinched it a bit harder than usual.

Hospitality || Conor

all masterposts found here

pairing - Conor x reader [ft Caspar, Oli, and Joe] word count - 1,651 warnings - none A/N -

summary - The one where things get messy

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You were literally only gone for an hour, two tops. As usual, you spent the whole day at home. Today you did a lot of spring cleaning. You were extremely happy with yourself. The kitchen was shining and spotless and you even went so far as to mop the hardwood floor. Your next task was to wash the windows but, when you went to check, you found that you were out of glass cleaner. So, you went to make a quick run to the shops to pick some up.

Naturally a quick run to the shops turned into a little bit more. It was rush hour so traffic was a bitch, and when you ran into an old friend at the store, you couldn’t help but stand and chat with her for ages (you always were the chatty kind).

When you finally got back home, you weren’t surprised to find your boyfriend Conor and the rest of the boys at your apartment. You gave them a smile and a wave. “Hey boys,” you said casually, “how are-”

You froze in your tracks, staring at the kitchen you had spent the whole day cleaning. It was a mess. Seemingly all the food was out of the fridge and on the counter. Bottles of soda were left empty with spills all over the counter top, some even going onto the floor. Packets of crisps were strewn everywhere, tossing crumbs left and right. How long had you been gone? In such a short amount of time, a tornado seemingly ran through your kitchen.

You felt your temper rising. “Conor,” you said slowly, “can I talk to you in the bedroom for a minute?” He quirked an eyebrow but obliged and followed you into your bedroom. You really didn’t want to have this fight. You had it a million times before. And anyway, he had friends over. You just wanted to tell him how you felt and maybe ask him to clean up his mess. “Can you clean up the kitchen?” you asked, closing the bedroom door behind you.

“Ah, the lads and I were just about to head out,” he said. “We’re going to dinner. You can come if you’d like.”

“I’d like it if you cleaned the kitchen,” you said again.

“Why are you angry?”

“I’m not angry.”

“You sound angry.”

“I’m not!”

“Well now you’re yelling!”

“Because you accused me of being angry!”

“Because you are angry!”

“Well now I’m angry because you said I was angry when I wasn’t angry!” you shouted, throwing your hands up in the air. “I spent the whole day cleaning that kitchen. I mopped the floor and washed the dishes and scrubbed the counters til they shined. Literally all day I spent cleaning that damn kitchen and in the span of an hour you all manage to destroy it! All I’m asking is for you to clean up the mess you made before you go out to eat!”

“You didn’t need to clean the kitchen!” Conor yelled back. “It’s not my fault you spent the whole day cleaning instead of going out and having a job or something!” You felt a chink in your armor.

“That’s not fair,” you said, trying your best to still sound strong. “You know it’s hard for me to get a job. I’m just a year out of uni and-”

“Yeah and with what?” Conor scoffed. “A hospitality degree? I didn’t know that would mean you spending 24/7 locked up in our house cleaning and fixing things that don’t need it! Why don’t you go be a housekeeper for someone else or something, get out of the house and do something besides drive me up the wall?”

You didn’t respond. You felt tears welling up in your eyes so you turned on your heel and stormed out of the bedroom. The boys were all staring at you when you walked out but you ignored them. You slipped on your shoes quickly and walked out the door, not even bothering to grab your phone as you did so.

It was nearing dusk, so the streets were quiet. Your feet seemed to have a mind of their own, as you weren’t even really thinking about where you were going. After about 15 minutes of walking, you arrived at a playground. It was empty, all of the kids usually occupying it probably home with their families. You sulked up to the swing set and sat down on a swing, kicking your feet against the woodchips on the ground. You didn’t even realize that you were crying until you felt a tear slide down the tip of your nose. You wiped it away harshly, angry at yourself for letting Conor get the best of you.

You and Conor hardly ever fought, but when you did it was always over the stupidest things. Who last took out the garbage? Where did you want to go for dinner? Why couldn’t you wait for me before you ate? Things like arguing over a mess in the house wasn’t new, but when Conor threw your unemployment into the mix, you broke.

It crushed you that you didn’t have a job. Conor was right, a hospitality degree wasn’t getting you anywhere. Who wanted to hire a girl fresh out of university anyway? You had little job experience so your resume looked bleak. You tried and tried to get jobs but were always turned down. You hadn’t spoken to Conor about it, but you were considering taking some online courses. Maybe you could work towards obtaining a degree better than the one you had now. But that wouldn’t change anything right now. It wouldn’t change the fact that Conor was disappointed in you. It wouldn’t change the fact that you were disappointed in yourself.

You had been so deep in your thoughts that you hadn’t even noticed Conor walk up to the swing set. You only realized he was there when he sat down on the swing beside you. “How’d you know I was here?” you asked quietly, sniffing and rubbing your sweatshirt sleeve under your nose.

“I don’t know,” he said. “Just kind of thought about all the places you like to go. Thought about this one and came here.”

“Well, I don’t want to talk to you,” you huffed, turning your head so you didn’t have to look at him.

“(Y/N),” Conor sighed, running his hands through his hair. “I’m sorry I said those things. I shouldn’t have.”

“Yeah well you did,” you said, glaring at him harshly. “You said them and now you can’t take them back. You can’t take back anything and now I know that you think I’m a failure.”

“I don’t think you’re a failure!” he said, reaching out to grab your hand. You retracted it. “I don’t think you’re a failure,” he said again, his tone calmer now.

“I don’t have a job and all I have is this stupid hospitality degree,” you mumbled.

“But you’ll find one,” he assured you. “I know you will.”

“I’ve been looking for almost a year!” you said, putting your face in your hands. “I’m going to be unemployed forever forced to sit at home and wait for you! Play the part of the housewife who wears the yellow rubber gloves and an apron and says, Oh hi dear, how was work at the studio? There’s a fresh pie on the counter! Dinner is almost ready too. I don’t want to be her. I want to do something that won’t make you ashamed to be with me.”

“Hey,” Conor said gently, reaching out to hold your hand again. This time you let him. “I am never ashamed to be with you. Ever. What I said I said out of anger. I could never understand how hard it is for you to get a job. I can’t even begin to understand all the work you had to do to get you to this point. I’ve had it easy, and sometimes I forget that others didn’t. I was being insensitive and I’m sorry. I don’t want you to ever think that I’m disappointed in you or ashamed to be with you.”

Conor stood up from his swing and crouched in front of you. “I love you,” he said firmly. “No matter what. I need you to know that.”

“I know,” you said quietly. “I love you too.” Conor placed a kiss to your forehead and pulled you off of the swing and into a hug.

“Oh god, there you are!”

You and Conor both looked up and saw Caspar, Oli, and Joe running up to you both. “We split up to find you,” Caspar said, clearly out of breath. “Conor didn’t tell us he found you.”

“Sorry,” Conor said. “I was a little busy.”

“You’re a right jackass,” Joe muttered, pushing his friend lightly. “I swear we circled all of London.”

“Sorry,” you said, embarrassed.

“Don’t be,” Oli said. “It’s this one who should be sorry. He was being a total ass to you.” The other boys nodded and mumbled their agreements.

“And I am sorry,” Conor said, stopping his friends from speaking as a small blush formed on his cheeks. “We already talked about it.”

“I texted Jack,” Joe said. “Told him we found you.”

“You boys didn’t have to come looking for me,” you said bashfully. “I didn’t mean to ruin your night.”

“It’s alright,” Oli assured you. “We’ve always got to help clean up after he messes something up.”

“In that case,” Conor laughed, “I’ll need you all to help me clean the kitchen before we go to dinner.”

The other boys groaned but turned in the direction to head back to the house. You smiled up at Conor and pressed a kiss to his lips. He smiled, gave you a small side hug, then grabbed your hand as you followed the boys back to your flat.

Today was decent. Not particularly thrilling but nothing this week has been. Tomorrow is my last full day here and I'm having mixed feelings. Like part of me is kind of sad the trip is over already, but part of me also feels like I have been here for a while now and it just doesn't feel permanent to me, like it doesn't feel like home, it doesn't feel like my life. And I guess that's kind of sad given this is where my family lives, but it's just not my everyday, not where I always want to be. I want to be at work because I love my job, I want to be at school because as hard as law school is I so enjoy being there, I want to be at my church because the people there are amazing and I feel like I can connect with God without having to deal with all the righteous hypocrisy that plagues too many of the churches I've been to. That stuff is my life, and none of that is here. I feel guilty when I see things like my mom's post from yesterday though, like her worrying about me living so far away, and like, I don't want to make my mom sad of course, it's just....I don't know. It's complicated. Family stuff I'll maybe work out in therapy some day when I have the time and need to do so. But anyway. I woke up earlier than I have been and couldn't fall back asleep. I originally actually woke up at 5:39 am and couldn't fall back asleep but did after a while, then rewoke up at 10:39 am (I shit you not) and couldn't fall back asleep again, at which point I said fuck it and got out of bed. I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom and when I opened the door my brother jumped out and tried to scare me, and I jumped a little bit. I went downstairs and talked to my mom, and she suggested we go get food again lol because she likes going out with me, she said we could go to the same place again but I said 3 times in one week might be a bit much....so instead we settled on another cute breakfast place by us that also happens to be where I'm going with my cousin and brother tomorrow.....but hey, we don't have unlimited options here lol. So I go back upstairs to get changed, and wait outside my brothers door for like 10 minutes waiting for him to come out and jumped out at him, which was very much worth the wait. While I was waiting, our golden retriever who's not supposed to be upstairs but sneaks up there anyway pushed the door to my room open as it want closed all the way, then it drifted closed behind him and he couldn't get out and started barking.....crazy dog. So then I got changed and drove to the breakfast place. I was gonna get French toast or pancakes or something being that I pretty much always get something like that, but instead decided on getting an egg sandwich because my sister had one the other day and it looked really good, plus I'm going back there tomorrow so I can always try the other stuff then. And maybe I should try to eat less sugar because I eat a lot of sugar, lol. So I got a bacon egg and cheese on a roll sandwich (with a side of fruit) that was quite good, so we had a nice little meal. After that my mom wanted to stop at trader joes so we did that, and they were giving out samples of their caramel nut popcorn called "Rosencrunch and Guildenpop" and who can name that slightly obscure theatre reference?? I was sufficiently amused. While we were checking out we were about to get on one line when my mom saw someone she knew so she went to get online behind them and they're talking and going on, and the cashier and I are just like, standing there looking at each other like welp, lol. Of course later in the transaction my mom runs into ANOTHER person she knows, so that was even better, and the cashier and I are just like laughing at this point. Like I mentioned earlier, she was definitely flirting with me a bit and I didn't really mind lol. I mean, it's nice to have attention? Occasionally I'll wonder that if because I have short hair and don't always wear make up/sometimes wear not the most feminine clothes people might think I look like a lesbian, but it's not something I give that much thought to (okay that might be a little bit of a stretch, I give a decent amount of thought to it). It's just....complicated due to growing up in a ridiculously homophobic Christian environment and still having brothers who throw around words like "dyke" on a regular basis (like "I saw these two dykes at the bar the other day kissing") and it's just...strange for me at least. It doesn't carry over into my thoughts on anyone else, at all, it's just something that enters my mind more than I would like it to because it's really fucking stupid and I know I really shouldn't give a crap anyway......this is becoming an unnecessary rant that I'm probably not even explaining well enough, so I'm just gonna end that here. It's complicated. But anyway. So we had a nice little interaction before we left the store. After that my mom wanted to stop at marshalls and shop for a bit. Ever since I started needing business like clothing and have needed a good bit of it (this semester I'll be in business wear 3 days a week, last semester it was 4) I'm always trying to find different combinations and such, which makes me go kind of marshalls crazy because they have a ton of good stuff for that. I was mostly looking for solid color tops and solid color pants to match with my many patterned tops and pants, and also just to get more pants in general since it's getting cold now and being in a skirt is becoming less ideal. So I did quite a bit of damage in that area haha, they just have some really good stuff for that, so I got a bunch of cute solid color things and a few patterned things because I'm weak, okay? I did get a white sweater with black stars that look kind of drawn on and it's totally my *aesthetic* and I was very pleased with that lol. But we finished up there and headed home, and shortly after getting there my sister got home from school and wanted to go to chickfila because of course she did, so I took her there. I was still kind of full from my earlier meal, so I just got a yogurt parfait (with chocolate cookie crumbs, of course). So we sat and ate that did a while and it was nice. We started talking about movies a bit and decided we would watch 400 Days when we get back, so that's what we did. I probably made it worse for myself by reading the damn review that made it seem like the creepy zombie guy was like, the entire second half of the movie, instead of like in two stupid scenes. So when he showed up I started freaking out a bit lol and then he disappears so for the whole rest of the damn movie I'm like omg he's gonna pop out any second now and he does come back eventually and Brandon Routh's fucking character lets him out of the cage he was in because ??? Lol, but other than that it was a pretty good movie, not really scary but definitely thriller. The plot does seem kind of aimless at points, like it sets you up for a big reveal and then kind of just drops off. Brandon and Caity were freaking awesome in it though, Brandon's character was cracking me up because he starts it getting bailed out of jail for being in a bar fight and I'm just like....lol, definitely no Ray Palmer here. And he's talking about how upset he is that his girlfriend just dumped him, who we then find out is Caity's character, who's also going into the 400 day simulation with him and just two other people.....kind of awkward eh? Lol. And then we find out later (spoiler alert) the guy running the simulation told her she had to break it off with him if she wanted to do the mission because it wasn't the kind of data they wanted or some bs like that and his character gets really mad that she didn't tell him....and then Tom Cavanagh shows up for a while and his character is just like....???? What the hell are you doing here??? Very random lol but fairly entertaining. Then of course the end is like the thing goes off saying oh your simulation is done come outside we're all here to celebrate with you but they had just been outside and it was like this desolate wasteland with crazy people and moon dust, and then it's just the two of them and they hold hands and then it just ends without showing us what happens and I'm like......dude, you're killing me!! I don't like not knowing what happens, lol. But overall it was a pretty good movie that I enjoyed and I'm just gonna pray I don't get too many nightmares from it because that's usually what happens when I watch scary movies and I'm so not a fan. But anyway. After that we kind of skipped between a few different things, and watched like one song's worth of the recording of Shrek the musical (not my choice) but my sister eventually settled on what to expect when you're expecting, which we watched back in like 2013 when we were just binging rom-coms and she wanted to watch it again. I liked it again the second time around, I forgot wha happens with Anna Kendrick's character and that made me sad but otherwise it's a pretty well done and cute movie. After that I just hung out for a while but then went outside the back room to go sit in the living room with my parents because I was thinking about my mom's post yesterday and wanting to give her more time to see me, but it ended up not being a great idea because my dad started bitching over the person supposedly hassling Ivanka Trump on the plane and when I said the person covering it doesn't seem to care about the several Muslim families that have been harassed on planes since the election and he got all pissy and was like "that's not even relevant stop" and I was just like ????? I have no fucking clue how you live in your goddamn bubble where someone harassing Ivanka Trump on an airplane is the worst thing that's ever happened meanwhile minorities everywhere are being harassed and straight up abused, but that's not relevant?? Like no, shut up. So I made some comment about not knowing how much he could respect me anyway while voting for someone like that which I'm fairly sure pissed him off more but at that point I didn't even care because it was true anyway, there's a good chunk of my respect that he lost by voting for Trump that he's never going to be able to win back, and that's just how it is. So I was kind of pissy with him for the rest of the night, and then my sister basically had a teenager tantrum because my parents were saying this place she's decided she wants to have her sweet 16 is too far away and nobody will be able to come (and to be fair it's like, on the queens border, so at least an hour drive from us) but she was just not having it and it carried on for a while because even though she was being a brat they were also being obstinate about it and I was just like ffs she just wants to look at the place her sweet 16 isn't until goddamn October she can look at the place it's not gonna hurt anything and that was basically the conclusion they came to, but with a lot more unnecessary whining and such. Sigh, lol. I rarely actually get annoyed at my sister mostly because I just love her so much, and even when I can acknowledge she's acting like a brat (which she does sometimes) it doesn't really make me mad at her and I wasn't really annoyed with her tonight, so it was just whatever. And yeah, after that I just hung out for a bit before heading to get ready for bed, and that was my day. I have to be up in 9 hours now so I guess I'll be going to sleep now. Goodnight peeps. Happy weekend. And oh, no grades still. Sigh.