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felinecryptid · 9 months

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Wish what you desire, before its too late

pav tries to keep a secret

(translations at the end <3)

"Shayad aisa mauqaa mile na mile phir reh jaye adhuri khwaaish," Pav sang, heels of his feet periodically thumping on the walls of the high building they were sitting on. Hobie reclined nearby, guitar in hand, lazily strumming out tunes, trying to guess the music to the song Pav was singing. He never would get it right, they both knew, but half the fun was the music mishmash. Besides, Pav could sing the sappiest, most lovesick songs to Hobie's face and he would never know. "Hoo~ kya pata ho ye bhi sitaron ki humko milaane ki koi saazish,"

Hobie strummed out some quick ascending succession of notes, before falling back to a steady and lilting yet melancholic melody, strangely similar to the original score of the song. Maybe there was something about music that surpassed languages and spoke directly to the soul. Maybe it could convey feelings to Hobie that Pav couldn't think without combusting.

Pav's cheeks heated up at the smallest of reminders about the thing they were not talking about. But he couldn't go much longer without doing something about it. Maya Auntie always said he was terrible at keeping secrets, especially if it was about someone he knew.

And how could he? Hobie made him feel like he was whole. Not like he was his other half, but like he never had to hide anything from him because he was one of the only people who knew about him being Spiderman. He never had to play the superhero with him, never had to pretend, never had to put up a different personality around him, all they ever had to be were Pav and Hobie and PavandHobie. They just made sense together, in whatever way that was, team mates, friends... or something else. Hobie just got him, understood when he needed cheering up, when he needed some space and when he needed a break but was too stubborn to take one.

He didn't know everything that made Pav tick at first, but he learnt, and in the process, Pav couldn't help but admire him and his efforts. And if at some point the admiration took a turn to another feeling that had Pav blushing every time Hobie called him 'luv', 'darlin', or a 'fuckin' wanker', it wasn't his fault. It started with his dark eyes, with a deep weight that seemed to freeze Pav's breath in his lungs and the languid smile that was ornamented with silver piercings. Pav missed so many lectures in chemistry, daydreaming about a far away world where he could taste the chink of the ring against his teeth. Feel the 'sweetheart' whispered into his mouth.

"tu saath agar hai, kaagaz ki kashti tayr jaegi," Pav continued, the lyrics ringing truer and truer. Hobie hadn't looked up in a while and it made Pav's predicament a little bit easier. Because he usually fantasised about kissing Hobie when he was a hundred percent sure no one was paying attention to him. But here he was, sitting in front of the guy himself, thinking about it, where he was one touch away from finding out how flustered Pav was. Maybe he's watched way too much khatron ke khiladi with Nandan.

He tugged at his tie, loosening it for the next part, "tu nahi toh yeh kahani, taash ki paton si bikhar jaaegi," He pitched his voice higher, straining just a little bit to reach the high note, "bazm mein beeteen jo raatein, agle hi pal mein badal jaengi," Pav sang, eyes closed and into the song, never noticing the guitar fading out.

"Raat ke andheri sannaaton mein, chupke se kanon mein lori ki tarah," He dared a glance at Hobie. He did not expect him to be staring back, the sunset casting deep shadows across his face that didn't quite hide the intensity of the expression, a look that made Pav's throat go dry. He almost faltered, folding to Hobie, but he didn't. Something told him to keep going. "Teri haar kahani pe nayi ya purani pe, bharoon hain mein hain." The golden sunrays bathed them, and Pav felt effervescent. Hobie moved closer. Pav's eyes fell half-shut, the desire to watch him and the instinct to trust him warring, his mouth still forming the last lines of the song.

"Madhyam madhyam, utarta chanda- mphf!"

They were kissing, it occurred to Pav, just as Hobie pulled away and something just broke inside him.

"Sor-"

"Nahi, idhar aao," Pav reached for Hobie's face, pulling him back in. "I've waited way too long for this," He barely got the words out, pressing his lips to Hobie's.

It was everything he dreamed of. It was better. It was real. Pav could feel the cold press of the ring, a contrast against the warmth of Hobie's soft lips, against his own scarlet cheeks. Pav hands moved lower, clutching at his shoulders. Hobie grabbed at Pav's sides, not staying still, trying to hold all of him at once, warming him inside out.

They kissed, until they couldn't, because Pav was grinning so wide he thought he couldn't possibly keep it all on his face.

"'oly shit Pav, you've been 'oldin' out on me," Hobie whispered, their foreheads touching and voice hoarse. Pav liked it. Pav liked it so much.

"Shut up, you- tune mujhe kitna confuse kiya hai, you don't get to say anything." Pav huffed.

"I 'aven't the foggiest about what you're sayin', Pavi," Hobie complained.

"So, let's not talk at all." Pav laughed, wrapping his arms around Hobie and pulling him in again.

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title (translated) from and the song pav's singing is saazish by bhuvan bam in dhindora (i highly rec you putting this on while reading this its so good)

translation:

Shayad aisa mauqaa mile na mile phir reh jaye adhuri khwaaish - you might not get another chance like this, your desires left unfulfilled (the singer's talking about wishing on a shooting star)

Hoo~ kya pata ho ye bhi sitaron ki humko milaane ki koi saazish - [vocals] what if this was a set up for us to meet, orchestrated by the stars

Tu saath agar hai, kaagaz ki kashti tayr jaegi - if you are with me, the paper boat would float on

Tu nahi toh yeh kahani, taash ki paton si bikhar jaaegi - and if you are not, our story would collapse like [something made of] playing cards

bazm mein beeteen jo raatein, agle hi pal mein badal jaengi - the nights spent in your arms, will change and fade away so fast

Raat ke andheri sannaaton mein, chupke se kanon mein lori ki tarah - in the night's dark silence, i whisper like a lullaby

Teri haar kahani pe nayi ya purani pe, bharoon hain mein hain - to your every story, i listen with utmost care and love (direct translation would be: "i listen and agree to everything" but that's not what this line actually means) (also this line is directly linked to the previous line)

Madhyam madhyam, utarta chanda- mphf! - slowly, the setting moon- mphf!

Nahi, idhar aao - no, come here

tune mujhe kitna confuse kiya hai - you got me feeling so confused

pop culture ref:

khatron ke khiladi - its a popular daredevil show, very entertaining if you like icky things like insects, animal abuse and borderline gore

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muniimyg · 4 months

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1: the confession // series m.list

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The library is your favourite place.

At least, that is until your predictable love for it comes to a disadvantage. May your tranquil moments alone rest in peace as your friends corner and gaslight you to leaving your sanctuary. Sometimes, it’s for parties. Other times, it’s for something stupid like driving to the next town to watch a movie at their theatre because their theatre chairs recline better.

You won’t have it this time.

No way. You have so much work to do!

"Oh, come on! Please, ___?” Hobi begs. “Come tonight! It'll be fun!" Suddenly, he’s clinging to your arm, making it harder for you to ignore him. You try shaking him off, but he pouts at you and clings on even tighter.

“Hobi,” you whine. “Go to the party if you wanna go. Jimin said he’d meet you there! And Nam Joon, and Taehyung, Jin, and even Yoongi!”

“But I want you to come!” He cries. “I need someone to keep count of my drinks—”

“Use a marker and tally it on your arm.”

“But then what if I need to throw up—”

“Then throw up.”

“... Jungkook will be there!”

You blink at him.

“So?”

Hobi lets go of your arm and raises a brow at you. “What do you mean so? Isn't he your boyfriend?”

His accusation has you tongue-tied. This is the first time you’ve ever heard such an absurd thing! Jungkook became a part of the friendgroup after you. He’s the newbie. Actually, he has a whole other set of friends aside from you guys. Why? Because he’s cool. That’s it. Everyone on campus knows him and truth be told; he deserves his hype. He’s good-looking, kind, and a little weird (in a good way). He’s funny and smart (but not in an obnoxious way)... He’s just… Kind of good at everything? It intimidates you and often leaves you daydreaming.

Come to think of it, everything happens by coincidence. Yours and his lectures usually start and end around the same time. Not to mention that he also loves the library! He usually walks you home after your study sessions. But, yeah… Aside from these things—you and Jungkook aren’t actually that close.

“W-what? I’m not dating Jungkook! Doesn’t he have a girlfriend?” you ask, careful not to sound too noisy.

Hobi shakes his head. “Girlfriend? Yeah… You.”

Your eyes widen.

In a panic, you hiss at Hobi. “Don’t start rumours! That’s embarrassing for him to be associated with me—”

“Oh shut up,” Hobi laughs. “Do not get all insecure and pick me when the campus crush has literally been drooling over the past few weeks. Everybody knows. Everybody talks about it! Besides, they talk about him being all lovestruck—not you! So, spill it. What did you do, huh? Did you manifest it or some shit—”

“With all the time I spend in class, work, and the library… You think I have time to manifest?” you chuckle at him, ultimately trying to dismiss his suspicion.

Hobi rolls his eyes at you.

“For someone who reads fanfics and book loads of romance stories… You’re dense as fuck.”

Tilting your head at him, you try to find the words to defend yourself and fail.

He’s right.

You are dense.

But that never hurt anyone before… So why does it matter?

“Earth to ___?” Hobi waves his hands to your face. You blink, brushing your thoughts away. Offering him a tired smile, he looks at you weirdly. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you exhale. “Why?”

“You’re blushing like crazy,” he teases, poking your cheek. Your hands fly to your cheeks. He’s right. They feel warm and the sudden embarrassment just made you feel even more flustered. Then, he nudges you.

“Get it together!” Hobi mutters, “Your boyfriend is coming!"

Turning your head, you see Jungkook making his way through the doors. He has his backpack on one shoulder and his eyes glued to his phone. Like muscle memory, he turns his heels and walks toward your direction.

“Oh my god,” you hit Hobi’s arm. “Why did you plant these thoughts when he’s literally—”

“Plant thoughts? Babes, it’s reality. Helllooooo?” Hobi sings, tauntingly.

You pout at him, unable to take this lighthearted.

Then, before you know it, Jungkook approaches you.

He pulls the seat next to you out and settles in. After offering a fist bump to Hobi, he quickly leans his body over and places his hand on your knee. He’s always done this but why was it suddenly so different now? Was it always like this and you never noticed until now? Until Hobi…

Wow…

“Hey, you.” Jungkook greets you warmly.

“... H-hi.”

He gives you a weird look. You avoid his eyes in return. Clearing his throat, he asks, “Why aren’t you packed up yet? Aren't we going to the party?”

Jungkook eyes your spread of notes on the table. You clunch your iPad closer to you and shrug. “We? It’s you. Aren’t you going to the party?”

Jungkook returns your question with a grin. “No. Us. You, specifically. You, especially.”

“Yeah, ___!” Hobi chimes cheekily. “Aren’t you going to the party?”

Hesitantly, you shake your head.

“N-no… I have too much work to do. Here! I’ll just—” you pause your sentence and reach for Hobi’s arm. Pushing his sleeve up, you take the sharpie from your pencil case and write on his arm.

If piss drunk, please return to ___.

(xxx) xxx-xxxx <3

Hobi reads it sideways and yanks his arm back.

“I hate you,” he utters. With laser eyes, he glares at Jungkook. “Tell her you’re coming to the party. Drag her to come! She’s always here! Homework can wait for tomorrow!”

Jungkook exchanges looks with you. With a soft gaze, he shrugs and turns to Hobi.

“She doesn’t wanna go.”

Hobi groans.

“Fine. Let’s go. Let’s leave—”

“I’m staying,” Jungkook says calmly. "She's not going... Neither am I."

He picks his backpack up from the ground and begins to unzip it. Taking out his notes and laptop, he looks up and smiles at Hobi. “Can I see your arm?”

Huffing, Hobi shows Jungkook your note. As Hobi rambles on and on about how you and Jungkook are party poopers, Jungkook takes your Sharpie and crosses your number out.

If piss drunk, please return to ___. Jungkook

(xxx) xxx-xxxx <3

(xxx) xxx-xxxx

For the second time tonight, Hobi reads his arm sideways and yanks it back. He squints at the unfamiliar number.

“Why’d you cross her number out? Whose number is this?” Hobi asks.

“Mine,” Jungkook states, smiling at the correction. “Call me if you need anything.”

“What? Why?”

Jungkook blinks. “I’m not really crazy about ___’s number being on your arm for other guys to have and call her with.”

Hobi’s mouth drops. He slowly turns to you and gulps. Blinking at you slowly, he gives you crazy eyes. “You can not be this dense, ___. Jungkook is literally ripping me into shreds in his head right now—”

You laugh.

“Go. Have fun! Call me if you need anything.”

Hobi turns to Jungkook.

Jungkook smiles at him sweetly with his eyes closed. He shakes his head slowly and wiggles his finger at him. “Don’t call her.”

With that, Hobi grumbles a few exchanges before packing his stuff up. He waves goodbye and tells you that you’re lame one last time. You agree with him and wave him goodbye. As he leaves, Jungkook moves his chair closer to you.

“So… Same schedule? Study until 9PM and then I walk you home? Or are you hungry tonight? Maybe we can wrap this up by 7:30PM and grab a bite to eat? I know a really good burger spot just up campus—why’d you do that?”

Your body stiffens.

“Do what?”

Jungkook eyes your chair distance.

“You moved away.”

What the heck… How did he even notice? It’s not like you moved across the table! You just moved like… Half an inch.

“No, I didn’t,” you deny. “But yeah… Sure! I’ve been craving a good burger with extra cheese—what are you doing?”

“I’m moving closer to you.”

“Why?”

“Because you lied to my face and moved away.”

“N-no!”

Jungkook inches his face closer to yours. He boops your nose and scrunches his. “You sniff whenever you lie. Did you know that?”

“N-no…”

“Now you do.”

For the first time ever… You lose your breath. It’s like you forgot how to breathe. He’s so close to you. His eyes are so doey, you’re literally getting lost in them. The scar he has on his left cheek… You can see it so clearly—the detail of how his skin healed and all. His hair is brushing above his eyebrows and you can’t help but realize how much you like the way it falls on his face. He’s… Cute?

Oh god.

“D-dont do that—uhh—” You move away from him. This time, there’s an obvious space between you two. Jungkook straightens his posture, completely confused by your burst of emotion. It’s… Conflicting? He swears you two were about to kiss… Now, what’s going on?

“___? What’s wrong?” Jungkook asks with a gentle tone.

You turn away and shove your notes to your face. Mumbling into the paper, you tell him what’s on your mind. “Everyone thinks you have a crush on me and it’s embarrassing.”

Jungkook doesn’t hear you well.

“Say that again,” he requests. Without warning, he takes the paper from your hands, leaving you to face him. “Don’t act all cute. What is it?”

You stay silent and contemplate.

Was this worth saying? Was this worth addressing? Would it change anything between you two after? What about the burgers? You’ve been craving a cheesy burger like crazy—

“It’s fine if you don’t feel comfortable. You can tell me later or never. I don’t mean to be pushy—”

Then, you blurt it out.

“Everyone thinks you have a crush on me… Or something.”

Jungkook doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t hold his breath.

He doesn’t deny it.

“I do have a crush on you.”

Your throat feels dry. What?! Has he lost his mind?

“W-what? You can’t j-just—”

Jungkook tilts his head and pouts.

“I don’t really understand why I should deny it. Why should I lie? Why should I make an excuse? This is how I feel. You just found out earlier than the confession… I guess this is it though, right?” He laughs.

You hit his chest.

“This isn’t funny!”

“Why can’t it be funny?” Jungkook laughs even harder. He catches your wrist and holds you still. “Doesn’t it make you laugh? That everybody on campus watched me wait outside your classes every day for almost 3 months… That everybody waits on me to go to parties but I don’t show up because I rather walk you home and stay home… That everybody on campus watched me enter this goddamn library of a snoozefest—”

“Hey! I like it here.”

“Yeah,” he rolls his eyes at you. “I like you. That’s why I’m here.”

“I… I thought you wanted to study.”

Jungkook laughs even louder, earning a few hushes from others nearby. He groans, throwing his head back. “I can’t even fucking laugh in here without getting in trouble. Why the hell would I like this place?”

“... To study!”

“To be with you.”

You shut up.

No words, no thoughts, no feelings.

Okay…

Feelings. Lots of them.

“I don’t understand why you’re so overwhelmed,” Jungkook murmurs, leaning his head against your shoulders. “I thought you knew. I thought you figured it out by now. I wasn't exactly discrete."

You sit still, not knowing if you should move or let him settle in. Before you can decide, he sits himself up and grabs your hand. He squeezes it tightly and brings it to his lips. Kissing your hand, he looks at you.

“Doesn’t matter if you’re dense. Doesn’t matter if you don’t know how you feel right now. I’ll win you over… You’ll fold."

You yank your hand away from him. In response, he leans over and kisses the side of your head instead. You gasp, but your cheeks blush. Quickly, you cover your face with your hands. He laughs heartily, tugging you close to him. You bury your face in his chest and groan at the sinking feeling of wanting to be anywhere but here. This was humiliating!

And just when you think it can't get any worse, Jungkook wraps his arms around you and hugs you tight. As he pats your back, he murmurs—

"You're falling for me already, aren't you?"

#bts fluff #jungkook fluff #jungkook imagine #jungkook scenario #jungkook x yn #jungkook uni au #jungkook fanfic #jungkook one shot #jungkook drabble series #bts scenario #bts fanfic #bts imagine #bts x yn

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gh0stsp1d3r · 11 months

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Ok while reading ur teenagers series I kept imagining the reader as the little girl from the univers that got destroyed but in ur fics she happened to make it out. But I also can't stop imagining what would happen if reader found out that her Miguel isn't her actual dad. Cuz let's be honest that's totally somthing he would keep from her. So if ur up to it could u pretty please write something like that 🙏. Maybe include hobie's reaction to??

stop this is so sad

𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬… 𝐩𝐭 𝟕

“You and your dad look nothing alike.”

You always got that, all the time. You questioned if you were even his sometimes.

“No, Lyla. I’m not gonna tell her-“

“She’s old enough. She deserves to know-“

Lyla was about to say something else when you walked into the room. You overheard it.

She’s been pushing Miguel since you turned 12 to tell you. He was always too scared to do so.

“Hey-“ Miguel turned to you quickly.

“What’s up?”

“I was just wondering if Hobie could come over?”

“Sure, yeah, whatever. I’ll see you later, there’s something wrong with Lyla or something and Margo needs me to come check it out or something.”

He was lying.

“Okay. Yeah. See you.” You said as he practically ran out the door.

You looked around his room, realizing you’ve never really snooped around in here.

He was up to something, so you decided to look around.

Hobie decided to help you, he had nothing better to do with his time.

“What do you think he’s hiding exactly..?” He asked, going through some files.

“Something. I just…. Don’t know what.”

He stopped when he saw a folder with your name. He handed you the folder.

Lord of scribbled notes, pictures of you when you were a child, but none when you were a baby. Probably about 4 or 5 in the pictures.

You held them up, and looked at them.

Hobie pulled out a document in the folder, that was hidden.

“DO NOT OPEN.” It said, so he opened it.

He skimmed through it, but stopped for a second.

“Y/n L/n, taken in by Miguel O’Hara when earth-712 was about to collapse, he arrived in time and couldn’t save anyone but the child. He now has legal guardianship of the child. This child may be considered dangerous, and must be under watch AT ALL TIMES.”

He stopped reading and looked at you, you gave him a confused look. He just handed you it to you.

You read through it, tears starting to form.

You looked back at Hobie, who gave you a sympathetic look. He went next to you, rubbing your shoulder as you started to cry into your knees. He held you while you did so.

“I just can’t fucking believe it- I’ve been lied to my whole life.” You sobbed.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m gonna go beat his ass.” He mumbled the last part under his breath.

You laughed at that for a second and went back to crying. It was quiet for a moment, he looked at you.

“C’mon, let’s get up.” He said, grabbing your hand and going to your room. You both sat on your bed for a while in silence.

“Thank you.” You sniffled, wiping your nose with your sweater. You laid down and he still sat down on your bed.

“It’s what I’m here for.”

You smiled slightly at him.

“I love you.”

“I love you more. Do you need anything..?”

“No. Don’t leave. Please.”

“I won’t” he laid down next to you, and held you. You turned on the tv.

“New season?” He asked, he didn’t know there would be one.

“Yeah.” You laughed.

“Alright then.” He got more comfortable, and so did you.

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After an hour or two after that, you both fell asleep, the tv going on in the background.

It was late, About 10 pm. Miguel opened the front door. He sighed and took off his shoes, his mask was already gone, and he went into his bedroom.

“Fuck.” He mumbled as he opened the door to his room. It was a mess, and the one file he hoped you never saw was open, dark spots covering it which he guessed was tears.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He repeated it, cleaning up the files and mess, then looking into your room.

He only opened it a little, he knew you knew. He knew that Hobie would question him about it in the morning. He knew that you would hate him if you didn’t already.

He left and plopped down into his bed, suit still on. He looked at the pictures you had pulled out. Pictures of you when you were younger.

All of it would be gone all because he couldn’t tell you.

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Miguel did not sleep that day, he changed and stared at the ceiling the whole night. And even when the light shined through his window, he didn’t get up.

He only got up when he heard you both shuffling around.

“You got your stuff?” Hobie asked you. You were gonna stay at his for a while, just until you felt ready.

“Where are you going?” Miguel asked, both of you turning to him.

“Away from you.”

“Look, I’m sorry. I was gonna tell you but I couldn’t-“

“You couldn’t? You lied to me my whole fucking life!”

“You have to understand, ever since Gabriella I haven’t known what love was, that was until I found you, okay? I love you. And you can hate me, you can go away, but I will always love you, because even if you’re not my biological daughter, you’re still my daughter. I raised you. And no matter what you do, you can’t run away from that.”

You stayed silent for a moment. Not knowing what to say.

“He’s not wrong, love. He’s your dad.” Hobie said, grabbing your shoulder.

You started to cry again, and went up to Miguel and hugged him. Tightly. He hugged you like he never wanted to let go.

Hobie smiled and Miguel looked at him then back to you.

“I love you.” You mumbled to him.

“I know.”

#hobie brown x reader #miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown #spider punk x reader #teenagers hobie brown series

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esmedelacroix · 2 months

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"I hate it when you're not around,"

husband!miguel x f!reader ♡

10 Things I Hate About You ← mini-series masterlist

"Even worse when you make me cry" ← previous part

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What Miguel didn't know was that you had already forgiven him. One of the hardest tasks in the world for you was to stay mad at him. You had forgiven him the moment he kissed your shoulder and said the simple words, "I'm sorry," Why? Because you love him. Maybe a little too much.

Most people would think that the words, "I'm sorry" have lost all meaning in your relationship. That the phrase is used by Miguel so much that it is just something he says to avoid disputes. That's not true though. You know that there is gravity behind every "I'm sorry," Miguel says.

That didn't stop the fact that Miguel hurt you. You just wanted him to feel the same pain you did. So you stopped visiting him at work and you stopped waiting for him to come home and just went straight to bed. It killed you not to be able to see him during the day, but you were upset. He made you cry, he deserved it.

. . .

Miguel's POV

Something has been missing from my days. I know exactly what it is but I've been trying to take my mind off of it. But how could I not think about her? My sweet angel that usually visits me is nowhere to be found today, just like yesterday and the day before. It's like eating a pb &j without the j or the pb or anything. It's like my days lose some of their meaning when she's not here with me.

An unfamiliar and chilling gloom cast on my office. Similar to the one that was there before I met the love of my life. It was too often an occurrence where things would be insane at work and it affected my home life with her.

She's never been this upset with me. But I guess once one thing happens over and over you begin to get tired. Is she perhaps getting tired of me? Just when I'd reached the peak of my overthinking spree, Peter B. barged into my office with Hobie, Gwen, and Mayday.

"Alright Miguel we've had enough," Peter started stomping up to me.

"Enough of what," I deadpanned.

"Enough of your sulking and enough of your wife not being here, we're friends with her. We all miss her," Gwen continued.

"You do know why she's so upset with you, right?" Hobie asked.

I finally turned away from my screens and faced the group interrogating me. "Because... I've been working too much?" he answered.

"No, she's used to that. It's because of Justine," Hobie interjected.

"Justine?" he repeated, confused.

"Yes Justine, the girl you keep running to instead of spending time with your wife," Gwen said.

"The girl you keep choosing over your wife," Peter B added.

"The girl you're cheating on your wife with," Hobie interjected.

"Woah woah hold your horses. I'm not cheating on my wife with Justine!? That's absurd! I can barely stand her!" he retired. He didn't raise his voice but his tone was definitely unusually unstable.

"But do you see how she could think that you're choosing Justine over her?" Peter asked.

"I mean I guess so but I was just following protocol," he replied.

"You could've waited until after lunch," Gwen responded.

"She needed a friend the night she went to her universe. I see myself in her. I was only trying to help. I couldn't imagine being with another woman that's not my love," he insisted.

"Well, you have to say that all to her, not us. It sounds like you guys have a bit of a communication problem," Hobie replied.

"Dios mío[my God], I can't believe I'm getting advice from a kid," he whispered to himself.

"Well you better take that advice," Peter answered.

"But she doesn't want to see me," he sighed, sinking down into his seat.

"Do you really believe that?" Peter B asked raising a brow and placing a firm hand on his shoulder.

With that encouragement, Miguel dropped all his work and swung to your home hoping you wouldn't already be asleep. Like the whole universe was against him, little problems kept coming up on the way. An old lady's cat stuck in a tree, bodega robbery, bank robbery, you name it.

None of that would stop him from coming home to you on time.

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seokjinsonlyone · 9 months

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this is how i think bts would be if you were in an on again off again relationship

a/n: i'd like to interrupt my regularly scheduled drought to drop off this headcanon that nobody asked for <333 lemme know what you thoughttttttt

namjoon:

"why do you let me treat you like this?" you asked, pushing at his chest forcing him to lay straight down.

“you don’t wanna be on top?” he asked brows furrowed, undoubtedly confused seeing as you were the one that climbed on top of him. he tried to sit up, but you kept your hands flat on his chest not allowing him to move.

“no. why do you let me treat you like this?” and you weren’t referring to the position at all. you were talking about the way he always let you back into his bed, back into his heart.

every time it didn’t work out with someone else, you’d call him and he’d answer every time. he would kiss you all over until it didn’t hurt any more and help you put the pieces of your heart back together. kept it safe for you until you were ready to give it out to someone else. and every time you walked away he let you.

here, now, sitting in his lap, in the exact position you’d been in countless times, a wave of deja vu so strong you couldn’t even pretend to ignore it any more passed over you. all lust abruptly replaced by confusion and the only thing running through your mind was why?

he gently removed your hands from his chest and sat up. a subtle reminder that he had more power than you realized. he kept you close to him his hand on your lower back, keeping your chest pressed against his, leaving you nowhere to look but right at him. "because i love you. and i want you. in any way you'll let me have you."

you shook your head fiercely. "you're too good, joon. you don't deserve any of this."

"then do better. be better. for me."

you opened and closed your mouth multiple times, left speechless at his suggestion. "i- i don't deserve any of this. i don't deserve... you," you concluded, eyes cast downward.

he tipped your chin back up. "you deserve everything. and more."

seokjin:

"i'm sorry. i didn't want to call you but..."

"it's fine, hobi, really."

"are you sure?"

you nodded giving him as kind of a smile as you could muster. "i can take it from here."

he pulled you into a hug anyway. you were grateful for it. it gave you a little bit of strength and lord knows you were gonna need it to deal with the drunken mess before you. "alright seokjin. come on. get up now. i'm here."

you couldn't keep in the giggle that slipped out as he popped up, the complete opposite of the dead weight he'd allowed himself to become, refusing to get off the floor unless you were the one picking him up.

"i missed you," he slurred, latching onto you, head obviously swimming, thoughts lost to the whiskey he downed with his friend.

"i missed you too," you admitted. it wasn't like he was going to remember in the morning. "we gotta go now. hobi wants to go to bed."

he perked up once again at the mention of hobi's name. "ohhh yeah j-hope. thank you bro!"

you heard him giggle from down the hallway and call out a "take care!" as you stumbled out of his home.

you huffed as you made your way down the street. seokjin wasn't that heavy but he was nearly six feet and really leaning into you. it was a good thing they lived in the same neighborhood. you hummed along to whatever he was babbling about, not really paying much attention until he suggested the one thing you knew you couldn't do. "stay with me."

"i will. just until you get to sleep," you replied, taking his keys from him and letting you both inside, opting to play dumb.

even in his inebriated state he wasn't having it. he gripped your hips. "not just tonight. forever."

you sighed. "seokjin... we want different things. you know it won't work. we tried and it didn't work."

"i'm different than i was before. i don't care about all those other things. i want you. as long as i can have you, i have everything."

you shook your head. you weren't having this conversation when he was drunk. "come on. let's get you to bed."

he relented, letting you move him around as you pleased, undressing and redressing and just before he finally succumbed to slumber he grabbed your hand one last time. "stay."

yoongi:

"are you going to stare at me passive aggressively all day or are you going to say something?"

you didn't appreciate his attitude at all, so you had no problem pointing out what'd been bothering you all morning. "there's a mark on your neck."

he furrowed his brows in confusion, raising his hand up to feel around before walking to the mirror in the hall to see what you were talking about. "hmmm... that's weird."

"yeah i think so too," you spat. "imagine my surprise when i wake up and see that on you after you were out all night with namjoon doing god knows what."

"crossfit."

"what?"

"we were doing crossfit."

"i don't know who that is or why y'all chose that codename, but it's stupid as hell."

"it's not a codename. it's a type of workout."

"that leaves hickeys?"

"it's not a hickey. it's a bruise."

"on your neck?"

you could tell he was getting angry by the flush that was creeping onto his face and the way his nostrils were flaring, so it's not a surprise when he says "you can go if you want. no one's stopping you."

but you were ready for a fight. you'd been stewing ever since you woke up and found him in the kitchen, sipping on coffee with that mark on his neck. had been waiting around for an explanation and the one he was giving now was way too lame. "oh. so you want me to leave now?"

"no. i want you to trust me." he sat down next to you. "i just got you back. why would i go out and do something stupid like that? why would i go looking for anything else, when everything i've ever wanted is waiting for me at home?"

and suddenly all the anger in your body dispersed, transforming itself into shame, relief, love. you crawled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

he hugged you back for a moment then pulled away, swiping at the tears welling up in your eyes before they got the chance to fall. "don't cry, okay? just trust me."

you nodded. lord knows you'd follow him anywhere, but if he cheated on you, that's a trip you wouldn't make it back from. "i will. just don't go where i can't follow."

hoseok:

you jumped at the sound of his voice, accidentally dropping the shirt you'd just picked up.

"if you leave this time, don't bother coming back."

“i- i- i wasn’t.” you were.

it was dark in the room, so you couldn’t make out the expression on his face but the way he rolled over, back turned toward you spoke volumes. if you were leaving he didn’t want to watch you go.

you scurried to the bed, tucking yourself against his back. “hobi. i wasn’t.” you don’t know how you were supposed to convince him when you couldn’t convince yourself. “i was just cold.”

he grunted. you wrapped your arm around his middle, rubbing at his abdomen. “do you believe me?” you peeped.

“no.”

your heart cracked. “do you want me to go?” you wouldn’t blame him if he did. wouldn’t blame him for saving himself from you.

a beat of silence passed. he intertwined his fingers with yours. “no, but i want you to want to stay.”

you didn’t know what to say so instead you just hugged him closer and hoped that for now that could be enough.

jimin:

jimin was good with people. better with you. that's why you came back here again after three months. that's why you always came back.

jimin was too good with people. they loved him. he loved them back. he loved you more. at least that's what he always said.

it was hard to remember when he was touching and kissing on you in a way that varied from the practiced ease you were used to before you broke up. it wasn't bad but it had your mind racing trying to figure out who he was touching, loving, while you were trying to get over him.

took away any ability to focus on the feeling of his lips on yours, trailing down your neck, sucking and soothing the marks he was leaving on your collar bones. your lack of response had him reversing his path, kissing back up your neck, on your cheek, the corner of your mouth, until he was able to look you in the eye. "everything okay?"

you stared at him dazedly. he nudged your nose with his trying to regain your attention. "were you with anyone else while we weren't together?"

he opened and closed his mouth a few times like a fish out of water. "i- i- yeah." he deflated at his admission.

you recoiled slightly. it hadn't been that long since you two decided that you wanted to work things out again. your heart was still tattered and torn. you felt a piece of it slip out of the confines of your chest.

"i didn't cheat on you," he defended.

"i know." and you did know. but it didn't stop you from feeling a hint of betrayal. while you were somewhere curled up unable to even think of anyone else, he was already on to the next thing. someone better than you probably. someone he wouldn't have to keep doing this back and forth thing with. a single tear slipped down your face.

he cupped your cheeks in both his hands. "it was one night, and it didn't mean anything. we had already been broken up for like two months when it happened. we've never been broken up for that long. i thought we were done for real this time," he explained softly.

"i know. i'm not mad. i'm just..." you needed to get out of there. you needed some space. you started gathered your belongings.

he grabbed your wrist before you could get too far. "babe... don't go," he whined.

"i have to. i need to think."

"think with me."

"i need to do this alone. i'll call you later."

you slinked out the door, head and heart a complete and utter mess, and spent the rest of the night wondering was it all worth it? is he worth it?

you came back in the morning. you always came back.

taehyung:

he frowned looking at his screen, you blocked him on instagram and like everything else. his messages weren’t even being delivered and every call was going straight to voicemail. straight away he could sense that this was different.

you two fought a lot and he could take some of the blame for that. he liked to pick fights with you probably more than necessary. he couldn't help it though. it was the only time he was sure he was on your mind. and he'd take the knowledge that you were seething over him over thinking you weren't thinking of him at all any day.

the fight that transpired a couple days ago, however, was not like that. it was major. it wasn't solved after a couple hours. the last thing you said to him was that maybe you two shouldn't be together and he agreed, and now he was here 2 days later, staring at his phone, with no feasible way to contact you.

he wasn't going to let that be the end of you. not over things he said in the heat of the moment, things he didn't mean, he'd never mean. he was in his car before he realized what he was doing. at your doorstep knocking before he thought of words to say.

you opened the door slowly, not entirely surprised at his presence but off put all the same. "yes?"

he just stared at you for a moment. you were so pretty sometimes he forgot how to speak around you. definitely lost his mind at times because he simply couldn't be without you, but he'd fix that. he'd be better as long as you took him back. "you blocked me," he stated dumbly.

"yeah."

"why?"

"bc we're not together anymore." you don't know what he wanted. why he showed up on your door stating the obvious.

he huffed, running his hands through his hair. "i didn't mean that. when i said we shouldn't, i- i didn't mean that."

"i did. taehyung our relationship is unproductive. we're not getting anywhere except on each other's nerves. let's just stop before we hate each other for real."

he stared at you in shock. he knew he could be petty at times. he knew when you two were fighting he said some things he probably shouldn't have, but how could you ever believe that he felt anything but love for you? he was so wrapped around your finger, so irrevocably yours that he couldn't fathom being without you. how could you not see that? his only problem was that he felt you weren't as invested as him and maybe he could've done a better job of communicating that and he would after he was sure that his last time holding you in his arms wasn't his last time.

he dropped down on his knees. "one chance."

"tae," you sighed.

"please," he begged, eyes getting teary, "give me one more chance."

jungkook:

you sighed leaning back from jungkook's embrace. his hands were lower than they should've been, grazing at the very top of your thigh right below your butt. you let him. you always did.

you stared at each other for a few more seconds. he was so handsome. he always was. kind eyes, sweet smile, hair all soft and fluffy. you wanted nothing more than to run your hands through it. you stopped yourself when you saw the way his eyes dropped down to your lips. time to pop the bubble you found yourself trapped in.

"thanks for the ride, jk. i had a really good night."

he whined out your name, hand going from lightly grazing your thigh to flatly palming it, attempting to keep you in place. "you really not gonna invite me in?"

you couldn't help yourself. you draped your arms around his shoulders, toying with the hair at the nape of his neck, dopey smile set on your face. "what would i do that for?"

he wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you tight, and nosed at your neck. "because i wanna make your good night a great night."

"mmm... i want that too," you agreed. and because you were a weak weak woman you couldn't help but peck his lips. he perked up at the feeling of your lips on his, but deflated once you continued talking. "but you know what i want even more?"

he averted his eyes, tongue poking at his cheek. he knew the answer to the question.

"i want you to be mine!" you chirped. he knew that. it was the only reason you'd even agreed to go out with him again. you'd given your heart to him so many times and just sat back and watched as he tossed it around carefully, strung you along for months with no promises of more. you were done with that though. you needed more. you told him that. he promised he'd consider it. it was the only reason he was standing too close to you right now. and until he could commit to you a peck on the front porch of your house was all he was gonna get.

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hi-i-love-u-bitch · 11 months

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Okay I see your "if Hobie and Noir meet they would be besties and punch nazis together" and I totally agree with that! But also consider:

Hobie is Spider Noir's biggest fanboy!

Like in the comics he's like a HUGE Gwen Stacy stan and he's such a goofy little dork about it. In ATSV him and Gwen's relationship is more like chill friends, and I'm okay with that. But I think it be so funny that when Hobie was recruted into Spiderverse society and Miguel was showing him all the other universes with the different Spiderman variants he pauses by the computer screen with that one gritty black and white universe cuz he just saw some guy in a fedora and trench coat PUNCH A FUCKING NAZI!!! WHO IS THAT GUY?!?! HE'S SO COOL!!!

He asks Miguel a million and one question about the guy and when the old grump annoyingly shoos him away he asks Peter as he briefly met him during that one incident in Miles is dimension. When that still isn't enough he asks Lyla to tell him everything she knows on Noir. Now obviously Lyla has no obligation to do this but she's also never seen Hobie this giddy and excited over something other then music. Its adorable, he's almost like a little kid wanting to know everything about their favorite cartoon. Also she low key likes to annoy Miguel and Hobie's rebellious spirit that gets under her straight laced boss is skin which is hilarious.

You know when Gwen first met Hobie she was a bit intimated cuz he just had that "too cool" vibe about him. But as soon as she mentions that she has worked with other Spider people before, which includes Noir, he did a whole 180 and became a complete dork!

Hobie: Get out, you actually met him! 🤩

Gwen: Uh, yeah?

Hobie: How was he like? What did he say? Did he talk about fascist corruption that not only plagued the system back then but even now as well? Was he super cool during the fight?! 😃🤩💫😻

Gwen: ..........He was nice.

Hobie: That's so rad! ✨️🤟🤩

I also feel like, aside from Miles, Gwen keeps in contact with the other Spider peeps from the first movie and tried to recruit them into the Spider society but obviously Noir and Porker didn't join. Porker because he’s a cartoon that follows "toon logic" and Miguel's ideologies are too serious for his taste. And Noir because, and I quote: "The last I heard of a secret society designed to 'keep the peace for the greater good of humanity at any cost' a whole world war came about it. I know fascism when I see it, kid."

Gwen relays that message to Hobie when explaining why Noir isn't joining and Hobie's response to that is: "He gets it! He just like me fr! 😭💕"

I think it be really cute that in the next movie when they finally meet Hobie is kinda awkward and shy. Like this guy has never respected an adult in his life (at least not any that didn’t deserve the disrespect) and with Noir his all like "Hello sir" "How are you sir" "It's very nice to meet you sir!" And Noir is actually just a really nice guy if a little broody but he's heard so much about this kid from Gwen and how much of a good friend he's been to her so Noir already likes him on principle.

Hobie: Uh Mr. Noir-- Parker, sir! It is such an honor to meet you! The work you do in your universe is amazing and I hope to learn more while working alongside you however briefly.

Noir: Ah, Peter is just fine really, or Noir if it gets to confusing. No need to be so formal, we're all on equal footing here. I've heard a lot about you and your world as well from Gwen. Although it does sadden me that such a young man has to take on the burden of saving the world from such a corrupt society yet again, you're going about it quite well. War is hard and ugly and violent but you are amazingly brave to be able to stand up for what is right in the face of it all. If anybody is honored here it is me, for being able to meet such a remarkable young man like you. And knowing that my friends have made such honorable allies in the midst of all this chaos.

Hobie, externally: Yeah, it's whatevs 😎

Hobie, internally: Dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry YOURE GUNNA LOOK SO UNCOOL IF YOU CRY IN FRONT OF HIM NOW 😭💕😭💕😭

I just think it be really cute if they had a wholesome father-son sort of relationship where they shit talk corrupt government systems and punch fascists together. You know, regular father-son bonding!

(Also I think that's another reason Miguel didn't invite Spider Noir to the Spiderverse, cuz he knew that both of these menaces together would cause a bigger headache than its worth 🤣🤣🤣)

#spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #atsv #spider noir #spider punk #hobie brown #DO NOT TAG AS SHIP!!#father son relationship #spiderman #bunny talks #headcannons #hobie brown is a dork and we should all accept that #Noir is adopting ALL the colorful spider children

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love-bitesx · 10 months

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HII!!! how are you?? i love your writing so much‼️‼️ i have an actual question and then a request for fic or yk what i mean?

the question is do you take anons? like emoji anons so like you know whos who while stillmbeing able tl be anonymous? if you do could i be one? and if i can be an emoji anon could i be 🪐? (im just writing all this on one ask so it wont be a hassle yk?)

and as for the request i was wondering if you could write hobie with a fem reader (can be gender neutral idc) who love’s physical touch but has sensory issues/overloads where sometimes even when like just holding hands they random tuck their hand away and get annoyed or irritated from all kinds of physical touch but still love it? idk how to explain it all that well😓😓 like the reader’s love language is physical touch but they dont ask for it and mostly think they dont deserve it due to being touch starved and now that hobie came along they love the touch but the sensory issues/overloads make it harder??

im so sorry if this is confusing🙏🏼🙏🏼 also you dint have tk write this if you dont want to its completely understandable!! love your work sm‼️

take care🫶🏼

HIII IM SORRY THIS GOT LOST COMPLETELY, HI 🪐 ANON ILY !! i absolutely will take emoji anons i love all my little anon/requesters ur all angels

sensory issues r icky!!! i struggle with them massively, especially in relationships – i get it!! this is a safe space for anything like that, and any neurodivergent readers/requesters!! i love u all

hobie x reader w sensory issues!!

- initially, he’d be defensive about it

- as in the very first time you denied his touch, purely because he’d be convinced you’re mad at him.

wringing your wrists, you breathed a shaky sigh of relief as peace restored itself in your head, sitting yourself down on your sofa, letting yourself relax. it’d been a tough day, with even tougher emotions, and your chest burnt with tension, skin crawling at the feeling of your jumper against it. movement sounded somewhere in the apartment, but you ignored it, just allowing yourself a moment of peace.

until, you felt a hand slide itself into yours, the sofa dipping in weight as hobie threw himself next to you. a conflicted wave of emotions hit you, immediate comfort filling your chest at the feeling of your dear boyfriends touch after a long day – but your skin surged with irritation, brain overwhelming itself with noise, causing you to rip your hand away.

“darlin’?” hobie’s voice was small, concern lacing it’s words.

“i-i just need to be alone, hobie,” you avoided his gaze, pushing yourself up off the sofa and heading to your room. he followed, not unlike a lost puppy, wracking his brain to see if maybe he’d upset you.

“did i do somethin’, y/n?” his tone was sterner, almost defensive.

“no, no, i just–” you sighed, hands shaking slightly as you attempted to surprise the growing annoyance in your chest, “i just need a little space, i need to be on my own right now.”

- he would take your words completely differently, thinking you meant space from him

- but once you explained that it wasn’t him specifically, purely just your brain deciding that hey! now everything suddenly feels disgusting and fills you with ungodly rage, he was a lot more considerate & understanding.

- took him a little while, purely because he was obsessed with your touch, literally drunk off it most days.

- his natural stance was with you, leant against you or arm suspended over your shoulders, so it took him some time to get used to that not happening occasionally.

- he’d learn little ways to ask you if it’s okay

- mostly, he would just outright ask “a’right if i touch you, pretty?” and wait for your answer patiently

- but if you’re out and about, or maybe with others, and he can see that you’re overwhelmed and possibly even verbally shutdown, he had a little routine:

- he’d be subtle with it, tapping his own knee or a subtle wave to catch your eyeline, and once you were watching, he’d interlock his own hands, a questioning look in his eye.

- if you nodded, he’d be all over you, content with the feeling of you

- if you shook your head, or averted his gaze, he’d simply smile, and wait patiently for you to come to him

- more than anything, he just wants to learn from you – learn what you like, what you don’t like, how he can help when you’re overwhelmed, if he even can, etc.

- he’d be sooooo patient my god

- he’d literally wait for hours, even longer if it meant you would be comfortable and happy

he’s just happy to have u by his side and call you his!! he doesn’t mind if he can’t touch you all the time, and he never takes any outbursts or bad moods to heart, he understands it’s hard for you

if other people weren’t as understanding, though — maybe friends draping themselves over you, hugging you, nudging you, etc. when your sensory issues were more prevalent, he’d be the first one to your defense

bonus:

if you had verbal shutdown, he’d carry around a little notepad in his pockets at all times, even when you’re not around (he just got used to carrying it). he likes seeing the little drawings and doodles you do, little kisses you put on the page for him when you can’t express it yourself physically, or verbally.

he just loves u a lot.

#🪐 anon #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown fanfiction #hobie brown x you #hobie x reader #hobie #hobie my beloved #hobie spiderverse #atsv hobie #hobie x you #hobie headcanons #astv hobie #spiderpunk #across the spiderverse #spider punk x reader #spider punk x you #spider punk

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Oh me, Oh my 🤭🫣

Hobie wasn't aware his beloved Sunflower had earbuds on, the eighteen year old busy singing as he dances in his living room. The punker popped up into his boyfriend's place as a surprised, but the table have turned! He's the one that became surprised!

"I fell in love," Miles sang as he sweeps the living room floor, "First date, but boy, you know it's not enough!" Billie giggles as she sits in her play pen.

Hobie grins widely watching Miles dancing, his cute little boyfriend likes to sway his hips, "And you talkin' to me, boy, like you wanted something." Ooooh, the punker couldn't help but follow Miles' dancing behind trying not to ruin his boyfriend's singing. "Well, baby, come and come and get you some!"

Well that's a tempting invitation, the punker thought to himself.

"Just hit me on your celly when you're ready!" Miles sang into his broom as he dances, "And he tell his friends he want me!"

With a surprised, he felt a tap on his shoulder before turning around. He turns around being confused, then shrugs as he kept singing, "Boy, you know I'm tempted, you know I'm tempted!" The tall punker noticed Billie pouting at him at this joke, he quietly went shhh to her.

"Is that right, luv?" Hobie grins widely thinking to himself as he stood behind his boyfriend. He knew his Sunflower is shy to sing and dance in public, so seeing this is just too cute.

"Let me give you this attention!" Miles did a little sway of his hips, "And you know, boy, I got somethin' special out of these women!" He dances again this time he put more shake on his hips and shoulders, "Oh, you can get it!"

His boyfriend softly chuckles, as he quickly jump to the right side as Miles dance, "Oh me, oh my, oh me, oh my!" This made Billie jump to the song, "Oh yeah, I wanna make you mine!" The eighteen year old hug him himself then felt another tap on his shoulder.

"Huh?" He turns around seeing no one, he turns around being surprised by his boyfriend squatting down. Hobie's face resting on his hand with a big smirk on his face. "Hobie! Since when did you get here?" Miles felt so bashful.

"Hello, Sunflower!" He grins widely, "Oh a few minutes ago."

"Oh..." His boyfriend shyly asked, "Di-did you see me singing?"

"Yes, and who's this dashing devil you singing so passionately about?" He grins widely this time standing up to get close to his lover. His hands on Miles' waist, "Hmm?"

"Uhhh, it's a song from Slayyyter, bae." Miles' heart pounding hard against his chest.

"Oh, but you were swaying your hips!" He purrs lowly having to lean in to kiss his boyfriend.

"Baby, you know I like to sing by myself." Miles's lips almost met Hobie, until Billie shoot a dart on the punker's face.

"Ah-hahahaha!" The few month year old laughs out loud catching the punker.

"Cheeky lass." Hobie pouts by the dart on his cheek, he yanks it off.

"Hehehehe, she got you, baby." Miles started sweeping, "But I was thinking about you."

"Oh luv, that deserves a kiss." Hobie quickly kisses his partner.

"Nooo!" Billie scowls, "Mils!"

Miles face heating warm red, "Bae, chill! You're gonna make Billie cry." Trying to hide his shy facial expression as he went to pick up his sister. Hobie could only smile at his Sunflower.

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spiderman #across the spider verse #spider verse #fanfic #flowerpunk #hobie x miles #miles x hobie #spider punk #atsv hobie #atsv miles #spiderverse #across the spiderverse

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When He Apologises After A Fight ~ BTS Reaction

Jin:

Your eyes widened in surprise as you walked through the front door to see your house decorated and plenty of boxes waiting on your dining table.

“Surprise,” Jin laughed as he stepped out from a pile of balloons on the floor.

Your eyebrows knitted together, looking across at him in confusion. “What on earth is all of this Jin? Have you lost your mind?”

“Not quite,” he innocently chuckled, “I just thought I’d get a few bits together to try and let you know just how sorry I am for what happened last night.”

“It looks like we’re celebrating something right now.”

“Hopefully,” Jin smiled, “we can celebrate you forgiving me in a bit.”

“You’re insane,” you sighed as you took a better look around the place. “Are they presents on the table too? What have I done to deserve any of them?”

Jin’s smile turned up even more as he appeared beside you, “most of all you’ve dealt with my nonsense to deserve those.”

“I can’t believe you,” you whispered, “I’ve never seen anyone react to a fight like this before.”

“This is my way of saying sorry.”

Yoongi:

Your eyes screwed tightly shut as you heard the bedroom door opening, knowing the footsteps you heard could only belong to one person.

“I know you’re not asleep,” Yoongi told you straight away, admiring your acting.

With a huff you opened your eyes and rolled around to look at him, “couldn’t you just get the message if I was pretending?”

“I could,” Yoongi agreed with you, “it’s just that I don’t want to. We can’t go to bed on this argument Y/N, it’s not doing good for either of us.”

“Really? I’m happy sleeping by myself tonight though.”

“Come on,” Yoongi pleaded, “try and give me something to work with here.”

“I’m awake, that’s what you can work with,” you bluntly told Yoongi, “I’m listening, but that’s about as far as I want to go tonight, I’m tired too Yoongi.”

Yoongi nodded, knowing he wasn’t going to get much more from you. “Are you really listening or just daydreaming?”

“I’m listening,” you corrected, “but this doesn’t sound like an apology so far really.”

“I’m getting to it Y/N.”

Hoseok:

A sigh came from you as Hobi continued to follow you around the house, refusing to let your argument slide and be left stewing with time.

“Y/N, can you just wait?” Hobi called out, reaching out to grab your hand to get you.

He just missed your hand though as you continued to walk. “I don’t want to hear how sorry you are right now Hoseok.”

“Hoseok?” He quizzed, a shiver running down his spine as you used his full name. “Y/N, I get that you’re mad but just listen to me, for a second.”

“Why would I listen? So you can continue to be rude?”

“No!” He yelled out, “because I want to say sorry and not let this carry on.”

“I need time, space,” you warned him, stopping to finally face him. “Please, just go and do something by yourself for a little while or something…Hobi.”

His head slowly nodded back at you, “if that’s really what you want, maybe I could go to the studio or something.”

“That’s a good idea,” you told him, “maybe see if one of the boys is around too.”

“Yeah, I’ll do just that.”

Namjoon:

The soft smile that was on your face gave Namjoon a glimmer of hope as he walked through the front door, beginning to make his apology after fighting.

“You got the note, right?” Namjoon smiled as he saw the piece of paper in your hand.

Your head nodded as you held onto it tightly, “I wasn’t expecting to come down this morning and see this on the table for me.”

“I just needed you to know how sorry I was as quickly as I could,” Namjoon explained, “and remind you just how I really feel about you too Y/N.”

“It made me feel a little less angry reading this from you.”

“I’m glad,” Namjoon whispered, “but I know a note isn’t going to fix everything.”

“I think we have some talking to do,” you agreed, smiling weakly still. “There was a lot that was said that maybe can’t just be brushed under the carpet.”

Namjoon hummed in agreement with you, “plenty of things that I said which need to be proven wrong as well.”

“Were they wrong?” You pushed, “because you need to be honest with me Namjoon.”

“I promise, they were mistakes.”

Jimin:

You threw your head back in disappointment as you heard the front door open, watching as Jimin walked through the front door and straight across to you.

“Can we talk?” Jimin asked you quickly before you had the chance to leave the room.

You momentarily glanced at him before shrugging his shoulders. “That depends, do you want to insult me some more if we talk?”

“No, of course I don’t,” Jimin insisted just as quickly. “I want to try and put things right, maybe explain why I was so rude to you this morning.”

“I think there’s a lot of explaining to do if I’m honest with you.”

“I know,” Jimin understood, “I can’t really understand myself what came over me.”

“I know you’re probably going to tell me you’re stressed,” you predicted, “but that’s never an excuse to start taking it out on me when I just try and care.”

The nod of Jimin’s head let you know your judgement was right. “I shouldn’t take it out on you, but I couldn’t help it.”

“It’s not fair,” you warned Jimin, “there’s only so many times I’m just going to take it too.”

“I don’t want you to either.”

Taehyung:

You called through to the person on the other side of your office door to come through, pushing your pile of paperwork to one side as they walked into your office.

“Peace offering,” a familiar voice called out, bringing a sigh out of you straight away.

Your eyes glanced up as Taehyung smiled weakly at you in the doorway. “What are you doing here? I’ve got work to do right now Tae.”

“Surely you can spare a few minutes for lunch,” he told you, lifting two boxes in the air. “I wanted to come and say sorry for what happened earlier.”

“You’re lucky that I’ve got a little bit of time that I can spare.”

“Thank you,” Taehyung told you as he entered, “I made sure to get your favourite too.”

“I guess that helps to try and make me forgive you a little bit,” you commented, making room on your desk for Taehyung to place the two boxes down.

Taehyung hummed as he took a seat at the other side of your desk. “I really am sorry Y/N, I shouldn’t have said what I said earlier.”

“I agree,” you weakly smiled back to him, “what even made you say such things to me?”

“I really just don’t know.”

Jungkook:

A glance down from Namjoon was all that Jungkook needed to know that he was doing the right thing to try and make up for his mistakes earlier that morning.

“Does Y/N like flowers?” Namjoon asked him, watching him browse the website.

Jungkook nodded in reply to him, “I don’t know whether they’ll truly make up for what I said to her, but I can only try and fix things, can’t I?”

“What must you have said to need to do something this huge to apologise?” Namjoon quizzed, only for Jungkook to shake his head, staring away.

“I don’t want to talk about it, I’m too embarrassed to really share.”

“Wow,” Namjoon muttered under his breath, “you really must’ve done something stupid.”

“That’s an understatement,” Jungkook remarked as he selected one of the bouquets on the website, “I just hope that Y/N will love these as much as I love them.”

Namjoon offered him a weak smile as Jungkook looked to him, “I’m sure Y/N will love them, you know what sort of flowers she likes.”

“I think so,” Jungkook muttered, “although after this morning, I’ve lost a bit of confidence.”

“Don’t beat yourself up Kook.”

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daichiduskdrop · 9 months

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Chapter 15

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: none :)

Words: 3866

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„This must've been so expensive, though!” you whispered out, shock and disbelief in your words. You could feel your scent start to sour with worry.

At the change, they all jumped into action, the first to react was Jungkook, who gasped loudly before he took your cheeks in his palms.

„Babybun no! It's okay; don't worry about that. It's very important for alphas that you get only the best bunny. Don't you worry about a thing, sweet baby. Do you want to open it now?”

The alpha said, his eyes big with worry. They wanted to spoil you, and they will, but the packmates didn't want you to freak out about any prices either. You didn't have to worry about things like that.

They were very wealthy, so it was only fitting for them to buy you luxury; you didn't deserve anything else. You were their courted omega after all.

Nodding a little bit, you were still very confused. Why were they spending so much money on you?

Whispering out a soft okay, you felt the packalpha pet your head gently, the other alpha helping you pull the plastic seals open.

It was cream-coloured and had a 3D small plaid bump-like pattern, adding to the texture. And the fabric—oh, but the fabric.

You never cared so much about what your clothes were made of, which would bite you back from time to time when you would get skin irritations.

But this was so soft; it was so comforting and gentle on your finger tips; you never felt something like this. You felt your lips strech out into a soft smile, blinking your eyes up at the alpha's watchful gazes.

They knew this was one of the best qualities on the market, but they still felt the need to make sure you actually liked it.

„...It's so soft-!” You gasped, your voice airy and soft. Chuckling softly at you, Jin smiled softly before standing up and going to the kitchen again. Ruffling up your hair on his way. „That's good, then, peaches.”

„Here, bub, we've got you a few more things.” Hoseok smiled widely at you, patting your tight gently and urging you to look back into the giant paper bag on your lap.

Hesitating a little bit, you looked inside again.The packalpha was gently rubbing his chin over the back of your shoulder, helping you pull out the next air-sealed package that had another label on it.

Introducing our exceptional organic cotton sheet set, dyed with the delicate essence of dried poppy petals. Experience the epitome of comfort and sustainability with this luxurious bedding. Crafted from the finest organic cotton, each sheet is meticulously woven to provide a soft and breathable sleep surface. The unique dyeing process with dried poppy petals adds a touch of natural beauty and elegance to your bedroom. Embrace the harmony of nature and indulge in the ultimate sleep experience with our high-quality, eco-friendly organic cotton sheet set.

270x320 top and bottom; 50x80 2x Shams

Machine wash in cold water with mild liquid biodegradable detergent without added bleach or whiteners. Dry on a low setting and remove before completely drying. Line-dry completely, then fold and iron.

Breaking the plastic seals open for you, Hobi helped you pull out the sheet set. It was a very soft grey tone of beige and shone a little bit in the light, reminding you of silk.

Mumbling a soft wow, you turned to Hobi, who smiled at you softly. „We weren't sure about what colour to get you; we will buy new ones when you come with us some time, okay, baby? Don't worry, sunshine.”

„No, no, I love it; thank you so much; seriously, this is too much!" You said, your fingertips going over the fabric. It also felt very soft and didn't carry any smell.

You were used to having sheets from cheap stores, and the biggest difference you noticed (apart from the fabric feeling so much better to touch) was how fully unscented everything was.

It made you feel a lot better since you wouldn't have to sleep in a bed covered with the weird scent of someone you didn't know.

„Good, that's really good, babycheeks.” Taehyung said, watching you fondly. Looking in the bag again, you pulled out a matte black bottle with a cream-white label. Reading over it made you quite excited.

For nights as beautiful as your days, we imagined the Sleep & Glow Sleep Mist! Combining effectiveness and olfactory hedonism, it contains a patented sleep-enhancing accord promoting sleep associated with essential oils with recognized properties such as neroli and petit grain.

Room spray with neroli and petit grain is sleep-promoting, nerve-calming, and relaxing.

INGREDIENTS

Alcohol Denat., Aqua (Water), Parfum (Fragrance), Citral, Eugenol, Geraniol, Limonene, Linalool

100ml

„It's for sleeping princess; it should help you rest better during the nights.” The alpha mumbled, smiling gently at you. After the last night of you waking up so scared, they didn't want you to sleep unwell anymore.

And so, after work, the packmates decided that it would be a great idea to make a stop at one of the luxury Omega-targeted stores, full of nesting materials.

They didn't know what to get you when they arrived. Well, that's not a good way to put it. They knew that they would most likely buy you the whole store—every blanket, pillow, and sheet that seemed comfortable enough for them to want to buy for you.

Since all the items were so carefully sealed, they wouldn't be able to touch them right away and feel the fabric themselves, but the store owners already thought that through beforehand; a small sample of the fabric was stuck right next to the price tags on the shelves.

They wandered around the store for a bit, but soon a store assistant rushed over—a nice-looking beta man that had a name tag written on it, reading Min Chungo.

Quickly, the packmates got into a few sentences with him, telling him about you. Quick to understand, the man also revealed that he has an omega in his pack, going over the best advice for better sleep he has discovered alongside his packmates.

Telling them about the wonders a good sleep mist does, the alphas were quick to put it in their cart, smelling each sample carefully to determine which was the best.

Walking them through the store, the beta helped them choose different nesting materials, explaining every detail of them.

Opening the cloudy grey cap, you smelled the nozzle, and it really did smell well. It felt comforting already—not too overbearing and overwhelming, just enough for you to hardly notice it.

„It smells so well, thank you. You breathed out, nudging it towards Taehyung, who also smelled it. Nodding to himself, he was more than satisfied with his other packmates choices.

Taking out the last thing from their shopping spree, Namjoon ripped off the airseals once again, handing you the package. Reading over the label, it said:

TOTEME

monogram silk pyjama set

Ivory monogram silk pyjama set from TOTEME features a monogram pattern, a camp collar, front button fastening, long sleeves, and a straight hem. This print was created to be entirely unique.

Silk 100%

Dry Clean Only

Unfolding the clothing, the fabric felt so smooth against your fingers. The pattern was quite subtle; the cream-white background had only the thinnest lines over it, completing big, written-out letters.

Not being able to contain your excitement, you hugged Jungkook first, the alpha giggling softly at you, his eyes sharing only joy.

„Thank you, alphas.” You whispered out, bit in daze still. You could hear a few deep rumbles come from the men, satisfied with your words.

Hopping back up, you decided to go shower now, taking the new pyjamas you were given to change into. Taking the stairs two at a time, the packmates watched carefully over you, making sure you wouldn't trip.

And so, while you were showering and finishing up your night routine, they all rested back and watched the TV. The soft background audio was nice to listen to.

With Jin preparing some foods for you in the morning and a dinner too, eventually Jimin and Jungkook both went on to help him. It didn't take long before you came back down, a pair of thin white socks on and the silk pyjamas on. You looked comfortable.

Your hair seemed a bit damp, but your face was bright, and you looked happy. The clothes fit you great; they weren't too sure about what size they should get you while they were in the store, but after having a longer discussion about it, they decided that if it wouldn't fit you well, they would come exchange them first thing in the morning.

„Jin oppa! Look at my new pyjamas!” You said, your voice excited as you rushed to the kitchen, stopping next to the counter.

The pants legs seemed a bit long on you, that was for sure, but you didn't seem to mind. You weren't stepping on them either, only having them cover most of your feet, your thumbs peeking out only a little bit.

Turning to you, he also smiled at you, meeting your excitement. Washing his hands quickly, he came to you, crouching a little before you, looking over the fabrics.

„You look adorable, sweet cub. Is it comfortable?” Jin asked, his eyes watching yours closely. You didn't shy away from his warm gaze, instead only nodding enthusiastically.

Nodding to himself, he stood back up, pulling you close for a hug. Resting your face over his wide shoulder, you breathed in the gentle scent he carried. Patting your lower back, he looked back at you.

„Come taste the beef stew, baby.” He said, nudging you with him towards the other two alphas that were also wearing the grey aprons. Smiling at you, Jimin ran his fingers over your back, softly encouraging you to come closer.

Pulling you behind himself, the alpha opened the oven, letting the hot air out before he stepped closer, being mindful not to burn you or himself. Taking a spoon and scooping up a bit of the sauce and a small piece of the meat, he blew on it for a second.

Turning to you again, you parted your lips a bit, allowing him to pluck the spoon from your mouth. Chewing softly, the meat was already tender, and the sauce was delicious—sour but sweet at the same time; it was very tasty.

Nodding vigorously while still chewing, the alphas softly laughed at your reaction. Putting the spoon away, Jimin pulled you to his front quickly.

Swaying you from side to side gently, the alpha rubbed his cheek over your hair softly, proud of his packmates and himself that they prepared food that you liked once again.

„Go wait with the other alphas for a minute, princess; we will come get you soon. It won't take long before we eat, hm?” Patting your lower back, you were ushered to the couch again, where even Yoongi sat now.

Cooing at you when you came closer, you took a seat between Taehyung and Hoseok, resting your back against the soft pillows. „The colour looks so nice on you, babycheeks!” He gasped, nudging your soft skin on your face.

Smiling up at him, you thanked him softly before you relaxed and started paying attention to the TV once again.

„....ention to the economy, South Korea's export sector is experiencing a significant boost. The nation's renowned automobile industry has reported a surge in overseas demand for its eco-friendly electric vehicles. With a strong focus on sustainability and innovation, South Korean automakers are gaining recognition for their environmentally conscious designs and impressive performance. This surge in exports not only contributes to the country's economic growth but also reinforces its commitment to a greener future.

Turning to the world of sports, South Korea's national football team is gearing up for an exciting international tournament. The team, known for its skillful players and tactical prowess, is set to compete against some of the world's top football powerhouses. With the nation's unwavering support behind them, the team aims to showcase their talent and make their mark on the global stage. Football enthusiasts across the country eagerly await the...”

Calling you all for dinner, the packmates slowly stood up, finishing up their cans of beer. Yoongi soon followed after the others.

Pulling out a chair for you, you sat down, the youngest alpha placing a wooden bowl, a pair of chopsticks, and a spoon before you once more. Crouching beside you, he looked up at your face.

„What would you like to drink, my sweetest bunny?” He asked, caressing your cheek gently with his knuckles. Thinking over it, you weren't feeling like drinking much sugar anymore tonight.

„Can I maybe... have sparkling water?” You asked, looking at your lap in shyness. Pursing his lips a bit, the alpha furrowed his brows.

„I'm sorry, pup, but the bubbles could upset your tummy, especially before sleep... What about normal water instead sweet cub? I'm sorry, sweetheart.” The pack alpha stepped in, knowing that saying no to you was exceptionally hard for the youngest.

Sighing out a bit in disappointment, you nodded gently, going along with it. You trusted them well already, and if they said that you might get sick, it was true.

„Thank you, babybun.” Jungkook mumbled out, placing a tall glass of cold water before you. Carrying a big pot and a few smaller bowls, all the alphas worked to set the table.

Putting rice with a bit of spring onion in your bowl first, the packalpha then poured over the steaming stew, with a few smaller pieces of beef placed on top. Sprinkling over sesame seeds and spring onion, you thanked him for plating a dish for you so nicely.

It was a very important tradition for the packalphas to prepare the meals for their pack, and since Namjoon wasn't the most skilled regarding cooking, he at least plated the food whenever he was around.

You really liked this dish. It wasn't spicy at all, but it felt very warm and made you feel at home.

Putting his chopsticks down for a second, the pack alpha sat up a little, watching over his packmates. With his eyes staying on you, he went on to talk.

„Sweet pup, me, and the others stayed behind today to talk with our pack affairs managers.” He didn't say much more until a few seconds later, when your face suddenly became very present and your utensils were also down.

At that point, most of the alphas also stopped eating, wanting to be able to talk if needed.

„We had talked with them about you staying in our packhouse now, we got a green on that one. However, it's important for us that you know that if you were our own omega after all, you might have to travel a lot with us, sweetheart.”

All of them closely watched your reaction as you listened to him speak. After a few seconds when you didn't say anything, you finally spoke, your voice soft and gentle.

„I don't mind travelling much, just... I'm not sure about school and such." You were only in the middle of your studies, still only in your second year. Understanding quickly, Namjoon was already a step ahead.

„I know about that, and I have already contacted your college teachers with the management.

We came to the conclusion that after this semester, it shouldn't be a big problem for you to transfer to online classes from time to time. We would still have to talk the details out, but they were very understanding since it's regarding a pack.”

Nodding slightly, you thought over the option for a second or two. You weren't sure what online classes would be like in art school.

During the worst of COVID, your whole year of school was prolonged and stepped off, so your year started their studies later than was planned in exchange for not having any online classes.

„I guess it should be okay...” You whispered out.

„I know that it's very sudden, pup, but trust me, it would be different if it were possible. We are having a bit of a break right now from any concerts, so we wouldn't have to travel that soon, but I think it would be better to start adjusting to the planes and such; there are a lot of long plane rides from time to time."

The pack alpha realised how problematic those could truly be. The pressure changes, the loud screams of their fans and the paparazzi...

You might have a few issues at first. They would need to soften the blow as much as possible before they would truly start travelling a lot again.

„We just thought it would be better for you, princess, to start coming on the sets more often and get to know some of our staff, managers, and security so you would know who is safe...” Jimin softly said, his voice caring and sweet.

They knew that the adjustment could be harsh, and with how unusual it was for omegas to constantly change locations, often getting unsettled after such stress, they just wanted to help as much as possible.

„Yea, I understand.” You murmured. Hearing them sigh out softly at that, you felt the alpha that sat next to you caress your hair again.

„Thank you so much, kitty.” Yoongi whispered, already picking up a small piece of meat with his own chopsticks and nudging it in your direction.

And so, the dinner continued on. After you finished your meal, you helped pick up the dishes too, this time being faster than any of the men trying to pull you back.

Placing them on the counter, you noticed the eldest alpha already standing with the sleep spray and your new bedding in his arms, looking over you with soft eyes.

Following him closely, a few of the other alphas also started to come up themselves. Turning on the lights in your room, Jin placed all the items on the bed.

„I'll change the sheets for you, soft peaches.” He said it gently, having you nod at him and thank him softly.

Going to brush your teeth in the washroom, you also went to comb your hair, but before you even had the time to do so, Taehyung had already waltzed in, taking the brush from you before he started doing so himself.

Smiling at you through the mirror, he ran his long fingers through your soft locks, mindful not to tangle them up for you anymore. „There, babycheeks. Come on, it's time for sleep now.”

He murmured, taking your palm in his, leading you back through the doors to the bedroom. Jin has already finished setting everything up, and so after he noticed you coming back, he uncovered the duvet for you, letting you slip in before he placed it over you again.

Taking the brown jumper into your arms again, you breathed in the soft scent it carried now. Brushing your hair through, the oldest gently watched over you, his gaze soft and fond.

„There you go, sweet cub. Rest well tonight; alphas are always close if you need anything, peaches. I'll be downstairs for a bit longer; just come there if you need anything, my baby.” He mumbled, hand caressing your temples softly.

Nodding a little, the man smiled at you, tucking the blanket close to you before he stood up and went to get the others so they could also tell their sweet good nights.

Taehyung took a seat next to you on the bed, and he too gently went over your hair, smiling softly at you.

„My sweet babycheeks. Sleep well tonight, alright? If you need anything, we are only a call away.” He mumbled gently, his palms rubbing over your covered shoulder.

Murmuring a soft yes, you folded the hoodie closer to yourself, only your nose and eyes peeking out. With your room's doors opening once again, the others started to walk in one by one.

The first to crouch next to you once again was Hobi, smiling widely at how you hold the hoodie close to yourself. He felt very proud of himself for helping you settle down so well with his own clothing.

„Soft sunshine, is it warm enough? The bedsheets aren't scratchy at all, right? ...good. Make sure you sleep well tonight, bub; we care for you lots and lots. You wouldn't want to upset your alphas, hm?”

Tightening your grip on the fabric, you shook your head a bit. Smiling softly at you, the man watched you closely before he also stood up, patting your hair a little. Walking over to the windows, he made sure all the curtains were tightly shut.

Walking over, the youngest alpha giggled a little at how cuddled up you looked—with the heavy duvet and the throw blanket over yourself, you seemed to be warm tonight. Rubbing his knuckles over your cheek, his fingers gently caressed your face.

„Sleep tight, babybun. If you have any bad dreams, come to alpha right away, okay, sweet baby?” Agreeing silently once again, you let him hold your palm for a few seconds, his thumb going gently over your knuckles.

Allowing the other man to step in, Jungkook moved, letting Jimin take a seat on the bed himself. Placing a glass of water on the bedside table, he couldn't hold a soft coo in, noticing just how settled and tired you seemed already.

„Aigoo... Princess, sweet baby. Rest your eyes now, hm? You're safe here, sweet cub. We got you.” Rubbing his hands on your back, he let his two older packmates have their goodnights soon, going over to Jungkook, who was looking over the heater now.

Crouching on the ground, Yoongi let his palms cover your cheeks fully, his thumbs rubbing the soft skin you had under your eyes. Smiling gently at you, his gummy smile peeked out, making you also smile a bit.

„Kitty, you just sleep for now, okay? Alpha's will take care of everything; you don't have to worry about a thing, baby.” Bending over your form slightly, the alpha rubbed his chin over the crook of your neck, letting his scent cover it.

You should be able to sleep a bit better with their scents around you. Remembering the sleep mist his packmates bought for you, he took the bottle from the small table next to the bed, opening up the cap before he stepped back.

Spraying out only a soft hint of mist, it soon went around the whole room. After checking that everything was turned off and no one was in the bathroom or the walk-in closet, he felt his worried alpha needs settle down.

„Baby pup, aren't you just the softest little thing, sweet baby? Close your eyes for now; let the alphas take care of everything, cub. Alphas got you; don't you worry about a thing now.”

Namjoon softly voiced it, his fingers combing through your hair. With that, you felt sleep come over you fully.

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dearest-painter · 11 months

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Ok listen y’all. Yandere platonic criminal minds x kidnapped trader x platonic Yandere spidervers. Reader is Miguel’s long lost child that went missing when they were 5. They were found when they were 17. They were tortured and all that and was terrified when the BAU found them. I feel like they would cling onto Derek more since he’s good with kids. How would Miguel feel after finding out that kid is alive??

Fuck..YES! Okay for tbis I feel like Derek adopted them and they were rescued when they turned 10, now Derek adopted Kidnnaped O’Hara!Reader because NO ONE could contact Miguel. They tried but he wasn’t picking up.

Miguel originally thought you died…he lost both of his little angels, first you then Gabrielle…he lost all hope for anything at all…when he sees you alive, older, and with a random man he feels happy to see you alive but why didn’t he find out earlier? He was your father he deserved to know that his dearest child was alive! When Miguel and the BUA met your hiding behind Derek confused until Derek sent you off to see Garcia.

A full on argument started between Derek and Miguel. You actually are friends with Hobie, Miles, and Pavitr so you left the BAU’s office and hang out with them instead.

It’s going to be a long wild ride now that your real dad sees your alive

#yandere #please don’t do this #obession #unhealthy #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #gn reader #Kidnapped O’Hara!Reader #yandere spider man across the spider verse #yandere spiderverse #x gn reader #yandere x gn reader #genderfluid enity answers!#gender neutral y/n #yandere x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #✉️mail arrived✉️#yandere criminal minds

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🕸🎸 Even more Little!Miles Headcanons feat Hobie, Gwen, and Peter 🎸🕸

- Miles is very nervous about coming out to his friends. He doesn't want them to think differently of him or treat him like a little kid, but he still wants them to know so he doesn't have to hide it from them and because they're some of his closest friends, he thinks that they deserve to know

- Hobie helps him to tell Gwen and Peter

- Even though Miles wants to tell them, he still puts it off for a few weeks. He wants to be prepared for the worst case scenario, which he doesn't want to think about but wants to be ready anyway

- It doesn't go exactly to plan, of course. He's still Spider-Man and plans don't go off without a hitch for Spider-Man

- Miles had intended to invite them over for a movie and tell them then but Pav needs help in his dimension and by the time they all make it back, Miles is exhausted and halfway regressed

- Hobie notices of course and tries to help him stay big(not out of malice or shame but because Miles wanted to be big for this and he wants to help) but Miles only slips further in his frustration

- He ends up hiding under Hobie's battle vest in shame while Hobie tries to explain it away as Miles being tired

- Finally Miles tells the others when the won't leave it alone and keep pestering him to figure out what's wrong

- Gwen and Peter are initially shocked, but Pavitr is immediately understanding and even though he doesn't know anything about regression he's eager to learn

- Peter is pretty laid back about it as well. He likens it to acting like Mayday and makes it clear that if Miles needs to be looked after and Hobie isn't available, that Peter is more than willing to help for an afternoon

- Gwen takes the longest to fully wrap her head around it. Not in a bad way, she's just confused and unsure about boundaries and what it'll mean for them as friends

- She does say she's supportive about it and she plans on doing her own research to better help her friend

- Hobie later rewards Miles for being so brave by bringing him a new stuffie that he's been sewing out of scraps of old clothes

- It quickly becomes Miles' favorite stuffie

- Peter brings Miles a new stuffie as well, this one is just a teddy bear in a Spider-Man outfit, and a proper sippy cup with a spill-proof lid

- Gwen isn't sure what to do for Miles so she gets him coloring books and crayons

- Miles gets nervous that he won't be able to hide his gear as well. He loves his gifts but how will he explain the coloring books and toddler sippy cup to his parents if they find out?

- Peter suggests insisting they're for Mayday, at least until Miles is comfortable telling his parents about his regression

- Gwen finally sorts out her emotions and brings Miles a new custom red and black paci with a spider charm and spider web decals as an apology and to show that she's ready to be there for him

- Miles loves it and uses it the next time he regresses, which gets a chuckle out of Hobie

#agere #age regression #age regressor #agere headcanons #little!miles morales #cg!hobie brown #spiderverse agere #this was more of a badly thought out story than headcanons but still #what if i wrote a fic about this

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linos-luna · 1 year

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All I need ❣️☁️

SoftDom!Jhope x Latina!Reader

Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, body worship, light possessiveness, some fluff, praise

Synopsis: Hoseok worships you like a goddess. To him, you are the most perfect woman in the world, your tanned skin, curvy body, and beautiful dark hair. You’re also very kind and loving. You’re everything he wants in a woman.

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It’s been a while since you’ve had an actual date night with your boyfriend. He was always so busy(being a part of the biggest boy group in the world will do that) but now they were on a break. Well Hoseok wasn’t entirely on break. He was busy with his album and performances. But now he was back and had no plans for the next week. So he promised he’d take you out. A date night that you deserved.

Hoseok couldn’t wait to spend time with you. He was dressed in a nice button up shirt and jeans, fancy shoes and expensive watch. With him he also had a gift and a rose. Cliché yes, but you deserve it.

“I’m ready!” You came out of the bedroom wearing a black off the shoulder shirt and skirt along with some heeled boots. You wore a necklace that he gave you a while back and hair down.

Hoseok simply admired you. The outfit brought out all your best features.

“Ah jagiya. You look amazing!” Hoseok said with a big smile as he took your hand. “Okay let’s go!”

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At dinner you both talked about what’s been going on lately and how everything is going.

“And you’ve been practicing your Korean?”

“Uhm… yes. And what about your Spanish?” You replied with a chuckle.

“Ahh… poquito(a little)“ he said nervously. You both laughed it off and finished eating.

Afterwards you both walked around town then got some drinks. He gave you your gift, which was a pretty set of earrings. While walking around, your boyfriend rested his hands on your hips and would give you pecks on the cheek at random. He loved spending time with you. As you made your way to the car Hoseok stopped for a moment.

“What?” You asked confused.

“Nothing. Just admiring you.” He said coming close and giving a kiss on the lips.

“Ah Hobi, you’re so corny!” You say with a laugh.

“No I’m serious, baby. You’re so beautiful…” he said, his voice drifting off as his hands ran down your sides.

You loved when Hoseok complimented you. It gave you a confidence boost, one that you didn’t have here in Korea, standards were different and you knew you didn’t fit them but Hoseok didn’t care, he loved you the way you were. It was a comforting feeling.

“No… you’re lying.” You say with a nervous laugh.

“No. I’ll show you when we get home.”

“Show me what?” You asked tilting your head.

“How beautiful of a goddess you are…” Hoseok said this as his hand started slipping down your thigh. “How much I love you…”

You blushed at the feeling, both because you’re in public and because how nice it felt to feel his warm touch.

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You hurried home and were only able take off your shoes before your boyfriend took you from behind and grabbed your waist, starting to kiss up the side of your neck.

“Ah y/n, stop teasing me and let’s go already” he said almost whining.

“We just got here” you blushed as he led you to the bedroom. As soon as you got there you started kissing his lips softly, but Hoseok was impatient. He suddenly pushed you to the bed and kissed you sloppily, adding tongue while he reached to grope your breasts.

“Hobi…” you said between muffled kisses. “Let me take off my shirt for you silly!”

You broke off the kiss for a moment, taking off your shirt and he helped slide your skirt down underneath he noticed your lacy purple lingerie, had you planned this? Whether you did or not it didn’t matter because it made him hard just looking at you. He also took off his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers.

“Naughty girl… did you plan this…?” Hoseok said with a smirk, slowly tracing his fingers down your body, moving from your lacy bra to your thighs.

“Maybe… I just wanted to look pretty for you.” You replied, getting wet at the feeling of his hand at your thigh.

Your boyfriend was satisfied with that and started kissing at your thighs. He loved your thighs, so soft and pump, it was his favorite part of your body(besides your face of course).

“So so beautiful…” he said, now making his way to your panties, tapping lightly with his fingers. “My gorgeous (*ethnicity*)… a goddess among us …”

“Hobi…” You whined, shaking your hips a little. “touch me…”

He had only kissed your thighs and tapped you through your panties but you were already so aroused and wet, and your boyfriend was amazed at your boldness.

“Baby is that a way to ask? Don’t be a brat now.” He said with a slightly stern tone, pulling away.

“Please… I’m sorry hobi! Please! Please! Please!”

He loved the sound of you begging, loved that you needed him. He then went back to your thighs, starting to pull your panties down, relishing in how your wetness stuck to it. He started circling your clit with his finger.

“Now baby… you know the rules right?”

You were having a hard time focusing, trying to control your moans. “Y-yes… n-no cumming without permission…”

Hoseok smiled in approval and slowly inserted his finger while lowering your bra with the other hand, kissing and sucking at the soft skin.

You moaned loudly, eyes rolling back as he inserted another finger.

“Does my girl like that? Does she like her pussy filled with my fingers?” He said now thrusting his fingers in and out.

“Y-yes sir” you say, almost whispering.

He was glad to hear and continued sucking on your breasts, now sucking at one of your nipples. It was all too much and you were whining.

“Hobi… hobi! I gotta-… I wanna cum!” You say, now bucking your hips. “Please!”

“No no baby, not yet” he said slowly pulling his fingers out. Before you could whine about the loss of touch he put them to your mouth. “Suck.”

And you did. Making sure to suck his fingers clean.

Hoseok then discarded his boxers and rubbed his tip to your cunt, causing you to whine and buck your hips. “What do you say, baby?”

“Please Hoseok I need you! I need your cock! I need it please!” You begging, tears coming out.

“Of course sweet girl… anything for you” he said with a smirk, now inserting his cock. It was a tight fit, but he loved it. It caused him to groan and get lost in pleasure. He looked down at your beautiful form.

You were laying on your back with arms to the sides of your head, your beautiful body on display with your lacy bra pushed down and wet nipples. Your eyes were glassy and lips red and puffy from biting them, and your hair was spread all over, a bit disheveled.

He moved your hair from your face and started thrusting, his arms on each side of your head as he kissed your neck and now your lips, catching your moans. If it wasn’t for that, you’d be moaning pretty loud.

He thrusted faster and rose up a little to put his hand to your throat.

“Who’s making you feel this way?! Who’s fucking you good?!” He grunted, squeezing lightly at your neck.

You were so lost in the pleasure that you didn’t even register what he was saying until you felt a harsh slap to your thigh.

“Answer me!” He snapped

“Y-you! It’s you Hoseok!!” You say, panting as you’d now starting to reach your high.

“No one else right?! Your mine right?!”

“No one else.” You moaned gripping the sheets. “I’m yours! I’m yours!” You said this, sounding like you’re on the verge of crying.

Hoseok continued thrusting, making the bed creak. “Mine. Mine… your all mine.” He panted. “You’re all I need…”

“Hobi! I wanna- I wanna- please Hobi! I wanna cum! Please sir please!”you suddenly started begging as you felt you high about to hit at any moment now.

“Cum baby, you’ve been good.”

With his permission, you came and with a loud moan of his name. Soon after, causing him to cum as well.

He stayed over you, panting heavily. “What a good girl… you’re such a good girl…”

You laid there, breathing heavily, eyes trying to stay open as you were now exhausted. “Hobi…”

“Shhh… it’s okay baby…” he interrupted. “I’ll take care of you”

He got up and put on some boxers then went to the bathroom, coming back with a warm wet rag. Your eyes had fluttered closed and you were in and out of sleep.

Hoseok hummed as her gently cleaned up around your thighs, trying not to disturb you. He then used the other side to clean some spit from your face. He left again to grab a makeup wipe and gently cleaned your makeup off. After putting on some new panties, he looked at you again.

He couldn’t help himself and started kissing up your stomach, rubbing your sides gently. He kissed your breasts a few times again then grabbed one of his shirts for you, putting it on without waking you. Hoseok also lifted you a bit to tuck you under the covers.

After getting settled, your boyfriend laid next to you and gently rubbed your check. “I love you, y/n”

“Love you Hobi…” you murmured in your sleep. It melted his heart and he soon fell asleep with you.

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(This should probably go without saying but I’m implying the reader to be indigenous, mestiza, or afrolatina…)

#kpop #kpop x reader #bts #kpop imagines #fanfic #bts jhope #jhope #hoseok #bts fluff #bts rm fanfic #bts x reader #bts smut #bts army #jhope x reader #jhope imagine

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curio-queries · 1 month

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FRI(END)S : THE SONG

This post is part of a series of my thoughts on this release. It's time to finally get these out of drafts and posted before Hobi's release. Here are links to the other posts:

QUICKCOMBO: Continuation

QUICKCOMBO: Termination

The Song (this post)

The Music Video

The Promo

First, if you haven't heard the song yet, please give it a listen and make your own impressions.

Initial Thoughts

The night this was released, I was having some sudden internet issues and was slightly panicking about being able to work the next day so I was admittedly a little stressed by the time I got to listen even though I stayed up specifically for it.

Usually I would listen to it first on Spotify before watching the music video but I was able to get the mv to load first for some reason. My first impression on the song itself was actually a little bit of confusion as to how long the track actually would be given all the 'non-song' space in the mv.

When I did finally get Spotify to work, I definitely thought it was too short but I was so excited that I was vibing with it as much as I did. V's solo work is very hit or miss for me, with most of LayoVer being a miss. I don't think the album was bad, I just had a hard time with it since none of the tracks really appeal to me. But Fri(end)s? I liked on the first few listens. Which is kinda funny because I was actually wondering pretty early on if Fri(end)s would work as part of LayoVer...more on that later in this post.

I still think the song is too short. I realize that's the trend these days as it's more of a marketing tactic but that doesn't mean I have to like the trend. Especially with the extremely clear folding of the song into two parts, it's pretty obvious to even some casual listeners that there's something missing. Not enough to make it a bad song but it just feels slightly unfinished.

Performance

If you haven't already watched the Live Film, I highly recommend it.

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I know it's kinda a flex in music communities to value live versions over studio releases but I rarely fall into that camp. (I honestly think it has something to do with a sensory issue I have and extra noise that is often present in such recordings...anyway back to V). This performance is so great! It perfectly embodies both Tae's personality and the energy needed for a song like this. I honestly just felt so good listening to him sing this because he did it in the exact same way I do when I sing along to music; adding extra little rifs and bits just for the fun of it and avoiding the typical notes that all of the members leave out of most performances.

I'm not qualified to comment on the musical technique needed for this song but there are definitely some fun challenges that make for a satisfying singalong once you've nailed them!

LayoVer

If you haven't listened to the complete album in a while, here's a link. Always a good idea to give an album a complete top-to-bottom listen every once in a while, especially this one with how Tae agonized over track sequence of his solo work as mentioned during Festa 2022.

So, if you just list the key words of the lyrical themes and musical elements of both Fri(end)s and LayoVer, you'd think they'd be an easy match but the more I investigated, the less I think so.

First, I'm not really a music researcher when it comes to credits or following specific contributors but from what I can tell, there weren't any of the same individuals listed between the two projects except Tae himself. Which honestly surprised me.

Just going off of memory, I thought it'd fit in smoothly either before or after Slow Dancing but after trying it out, it just doesn't land for me. It absolutely deserves to be its own single and I'd initially wondered if it had been ripped out of the album as the track to tide us over during this chunk of ms but I really don't feel that way at all.

It honestly reminds me a little of how JK released 3D as a separate track. That song (as much as I don't love it) does stand on its own without the support of an album. Maybe Fri(end)s was one of the other songs Tae found during his search for LayoVer but that team didn't have enough material for a cohesive album? He didn't want to lose it so kept it as a single to release later.

I want you all to know that I wrote the above before seeing this video...thanks for proving me right V!! 😆

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More thoughts on some of the meaning(s) of the song in my mv post!

(Sidenote, if you haven't seen the full set of the gif at the top of this post, I highly recommend checking it out. It's gorgeous! Absolutely astonishing work @kimtaegis 😍)

#fri(end)s #v #kim taehyung #layover #Spotify #Youtube

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molvrae · 8 months

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Hobie with my OC, Ama 🩷

It’s short for Amaransu, which means Amaranth in Japanese, and is a symbol of eternal love 💕

Info dump on my OC and some headcanons of her relationship with Hobie, under the cut 🌸

Her style is mostly pastel pink, with frills, lace and ruffles. She also has some punk elements, such as studs and chains. However, sometimes she just enjoys wearing a simple sundress. Her hair is a light pink and she has lavender eyes. She’s only 5 feet tall, which Hobie teases her about.

She’s not a spider person, but instead a variation of Black Cat. Only, instead of a cat, she’s a fox 🦊

Ama has healing and fire🔥abilities as well as a dash, which is useful for self defense and her larceny. She also only steals from the wealthy and powerful, then redistributes the money to those who need it most. However, her main goal is to get small idols that are dedicated to her fox goddess, Inari, who granted her abilities.

She’s loving, kind, and sweet. Very much a sunshine character. However, Ama enjoys trickery. Especially to those that she feels deserves it.

Her talents are painting, dancing, singing and baking. She’s trying to learn the guitar, in hopes of impressing Hobie, who’s been her best friend since they were little.

English is her second language, but grew up with it, so she can follow it pretty well. Only the slang throws her off sometimes, or she might pronounce something wrong/use the wrong pronunciation of words with the same spelling. (Looking at you “read” and “read”) Japanese is her first language, which she taught to Hobie. I just like imagining Hobie randomly speaking Japanese to her, or someone (maybe Penni), and just confusing the hell out of whoever hasn’t gotten to know him yet xD

Ama is also autistic and has adhd. So, it may look like she has a lot of different skills, but that’s just due to having various fixations over time. I also imagine that Hobie is also on the spectrum with adhd, so they both tend to teach each other about whatever it is they’re learning to do. For instance, they both know a bit about mechanics (to maintain the house boat), as well as sewing. Together, they can do anything xD

Her favorite animal is the fox. She listens to a lot of the same music Hobie does, but also enjoys pop music.

Ama is just as obsessive about hair care as Hobie is. In fact, they will regularly have ‘self care days’, where they’ll stay home and take care of both their hair and skin. Even going so far as to do each other’s nails 💅

I also imagine that they would just decide to randomly dance with each other. Like the music just bops and they can’t help but to dance along to it. Or even sometimes there isn’t any music playing at all, and they just wanna slow dance in the kitchen 💕

Ultimately, they’re partners in everything they do. Especially crime 🤘

#hobie spiderverse #hobie brown #my Spiderverse OC #my artwork #atsv fanart #atsv hobie #neurodivergent

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back2bluesidex · 2 years

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I Fell First 05 - JHS (M)

[MC's POV]

Summary: You have been with Him since the beginning. To you he was the only person that existed in the world, in your world. But to him, you are another pair of hands that clapped after each of his performances. Will it change when you secure a job in his dancing academy?

Pairing: Celebrity Choreographer!Hoseok X Reader, only a little bit of mention of Fuckboy!Seokjin X Reader (ft. Jungkook, the protective best friend)

Theme: Angst, pining, lowkey smut, Hoseok is repenting

Warnings: Strong language, mentions of cheating, alcohol consumption, jealous Hoseok, another heavy argument.

Word count: 5,074

a/n: We are approaching towards the ending .......

Series Masterlist

Previous chapter

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I exited the club with a ton of feelings in my heart and with a thousand of thoughts in my head. I tried my best not to break down on the road and keep myself collected until I reach home. But I couldn't. Pain and anguish burnt me alive. Watching Hoseok with Somi was fine now, I had grown accustomed to it. But whatever happened tonight was hard to digest. Hobi's apparent jealousy was confusing itself but him questioning my love for him was the thing that ate me up. He was the one out of everyone who knew how much I loved him and he out of everyone was the one to question that. It killed me. I was angry with him, but I was angry with myself even more. I was angry for giving him so much power over myself when he clearly had nothing for me in his heart. I had had enough and my determination to move on was now my aim. I had to move on, I had to eliminate the power he had over me. I knew I would still love him but no more of this one-sided pining. I had suffered all the pain on my part now it was time to look forward to a fresh start.

I broke down as soon as I reached my apartment. I crouched down on the floor, hugged my knees and cried as if there was no tomorrow. I couldn't think of anything other than his insulting words, him questioning my love for him. It was painful to the point that I thought I would faint.

My phone dinged signaling that I received a notification. It was an unknown number.

Unknown number: "I hope you have reached safely. Sorry, I couldn't give you a ride but I wanted to."

Unknown number: "I don't think you deserve the pain you have been suffering. You deserve to be happy to be loved. And I want to help you out by at least distracting yourself from the pain.

Unknown number: "And I am not saying all these because I wanna sleep with you. I'm not that much of a creep. I genuinely want to help you out and get to know you more in the process."

Unknown number: "Sorry, I heard your and hoba's conversation."

Unknown number: "oh and it's Jin. Before you ask, I asked Jihyun for your number. Have a good night. Don't cry too much. Sleep well, sweetheart."

Jin's words felt genuine, and I knew he was being genuine for real. I sent him a quick thank you and ended that night crying in my sheets.

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It was Sunday and I had nothing to do, so I showed up at Jungkook's place and cried my eyes out again to him. He knew how much hurt I must have been as I wasn't the type to cry easily.

However, to my surprise Jungkook agreed with Hobi and said, "Hoseok wasn't right for most of the part Y/N. He is definitely an asshole for questioning your love for him but he wasn't wrong about Jin's part. I mean I know you're all grown up and have your own life but still getting drunk and hooking up with a famous fuck boy isn't a rational way of revolting."

"First of all I was not drunk and Secondly I wasn't actually going to sleep with him Kook. I was just having some fun. I cleared it out to him that he couldn't take me to his bed. And you know me well. I wouldn't do anything like that. Plus Seokjin isn't a creep. He only sleeps with the girls who give him their full consent." I replied to him.

"I know Y/N but still it was risky. I'm kinda thankful to Hoseok for dragging you out." Jungkook said as a sigh left my mouth.

"But…" Jungkook mouthed again, "why do you think he was jealous? Especially of me? I mean I can still understand that Jin is his friend cum shareholder and he wouldn't approve his employees being fucked by him. But what about me? Why was he jealous of me?"

"Trust me I don't know. He confuses me so much." I replied.

"To be honest, I thought he got jealous that day. I mean he gave me his fakest smile possible. I ruled it out but now listening to you I feel like he has something blooming in his heart for you. Something he himself doesn't know yet. He clearly got upset after hearing that I gifted you the dress. And then the entire Jin thing happened and he lost his cool." Jungkook reasoned.

"Don't say just anything Kook. Anyway, not that it's my business. His girlfriend should take care of it. Set me up on some blind dates. I desperately wanna move on." I said. My phone dinged again and I took it up to see a message from Jin.

Jin: "If you don't have a plan today, should we meet?" I saw Jungkook peeking at my phone and then sending me a glare.

"What?" I asked him. "Why is he texting you? You didn't tell me you exchanged numbers?" Jungkook enquired, narrowing his eyes towards me.

"We didn't. He found my number out somehow. And there's nothing to be suspicious about. He wants to help me out with the moving on part Without sleeping with me." I emphasized the without.

"Oh really? Then are you meeting him today?" Jungkook placed one of his never ending questions.

"I think I will but I don't think you will let me." I replied, eyeing him.

"No no… it's your life Y/N you sure can meet whoever you want." He said with a smile.

"Really?" My eyes sparkled at his agreement.

'but…" Jungkook said with a smirk and I knew I celebrated way too early. "I'm gonna tag along with you." He said with the sliest grin possible.

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Me and Seokjin decided on having lunch together and he sent me the location of a restaurant. Jungkook didn't even let me ask Jin if he could come with me or not. I saw Jin waiting at the reserved table as I walked to him. He gave me a sweet smile and then his eyes fell behind me on my best friend.

"Hey, I didn't know someone else was joining." Jin said without dropping his smile.

"Ah… I'm sorry I didn't get to ask you earlier. This is my best friend Jungkook. He is a little protective of me so…." I was cut off by Jungkook, "So I don't allow her to meet strangers alone otherwise it's absolutely necessary." I eyed Jungkook and he just mouthed a little "what" to me.

"I can totally understand." Jin said, "can you guys wait for a bit? I'll just ask the waiter to shift us to a table of three."

Me and Jungkook waited while Seokjin made the needed arrangements and soon we three were shifted to a better table. At the end of ordering, Jin opened his mouth to talk, "First of all, I'm really Sorry Y/N. You and Hobi had a fight because of me. I really didn't know he would react that way."

"It's okay Jin" I said with a small smile, "it is not your fault, neither it was mine. I don't know what pushed Hoseok to behave that way. Not like I am his girlfriend or anything" I sighed.

Jungkook was silent listening to our conversation but soon he joined too. "He just couldn't bear seeing you with someone that wasn't him. He was even jealous of me when we have nothing other than friendship. And this guy did things to you in front of his eyes, and made him react that way." Jungkook said, eyeing Jin with disgust.

"You're taking his side again, Kook?" I asked Jungkook, narrowing my eyes to him.

"I'm not taking his side, Y/N. I'm just thankful to him for NOT letting you get into something you would have regretted later on." Jungkook breathed out with a sigh as he again eyed Seokjin with god knows what kind of rage.

Seokjin chuckled at Jungkook's reaction and said, "I know you're probably hating me right now but trust me Jungkook, I wouldn't force her into doing something that she didn't like. I might be a pervert but I am not a rapist. There were times when I drove my female friends to their houses without laying a finger on them. And that is exactly what I would have done if Hoseok wouldn't interfere that day." Jungkook just nodded, not being totally convinced.

Soon the conversation took twists and turns and landed on Hoseok. Surprisingly enough both of the male agreed on the fact that I should now focus more on myself than Hobi. As the time passed by, Jungkook and Jin started to get along too well. They started having conversations on football, games, future planning, blah blah blah and I sat there being clueless. By the end of our time together, I heard Jungkook referring to Jin as Hyung and I knew he liked Jin more than enough.

"It was nice meeting you again, Y/N. And you too, Jungkook." Jin said, patting Jungkook's shoulder.

"Same here Jin." I replied.

"I didn't think I would say this to you but I actually liked you hyung. Liked you much more than Hoseok to be honest." Jungkook said and the three of us laughed.

"We should meet again, it was really fun. And Jungkook, stop by my house someday. I need a partner to use my PS5 to its full potential." Jin proposed. Jungkook's eyes glittered at Jin's proposal. "Sure thing." He replied.

The day went well and obviously very unexpected. I didn't really think Jungkook and Jin would be getting along so well but it happened anyway. At the end of the day when Jungkook dropped me off at my place he said things I didn't imagine him saying after he sided with Hoseok against Jin.

"The biggest reason behind me liking Jin is because he is very honest. He honestly admitted whatever his intentions are with women. It takes a lot to be honest. If he really likes you he wouldn't give you mixed signals, something you have been receiving a lot from Hoseok. I am not saying Seokjin can be the one for you, rather I will still ask you to be cautious with him but he can be someone who is capable of distracting you from Hoseok. He can play the role quite well. You should first be distracted and then think of moving on. I'm with you too. We'll end your suffering together." He flashed his infamous bunny smile before driving away and I knew he was right. But, I also knew my heart had a one track mind and that would only beat for that one person no matter how hard I try. Moving on was never easy, not when he asked to kiss me the previous night. But still I could try to avoid him. I should just accept the fact that he would never see me more than a friend no matter whatever the way he behaved. He was probably just being righteous. His male ego was hurt seeing me with someone else, when he was the one I loved. It's a common psychological behavior and it didn't mean he had something in his heart for me. Even if something was there, it would be purely sexual and not emotional. I sighed to myself and marched my way towards my apartment entrance but just then the vibration of my phone halted my steps. I picked it up to see the devil calling me himself.

I cursed my luck, just when I decided to stop this one-sided pining, he had to call me. I picked it up and voiced a little "hello" before his low voice from the other side settled in my ears.

"Can you turn right?" He said

"Huh?" I replied being utterly confused and then turned right to see him standing under the light post at a distance.

"W-what are you doing here?" I asked, fumbling a bit.

"I wanted to talk to you about yesterday. I couldn't wait till tomorrow. Can you spare me a minute?" He asked as I looked at him and he looked at me. Our figures were clear to each other, voices rang in each of our ears but yet he felt so distant. More distant than when I only used to be a fan. Seeing your idol from up close really changes a lot of things. Isn't it?

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Hoseok never visited my apartment before, not that there was any need. However, due to official necessity my address was added to my portfolio. Probably that was how he got my address, that was what I concluded. I gestured to him to sit on the couch of the drawing room. He sat down while scanning my ever-so-simple home. I could see him getting distracted with the pictures that were framed and hung on the wall. The biggest picture was of me and Jungkook at my graduation ceremony and just beside it there was a picture of him. This picture was from when he secured a permanent job as an assistant choreographer. He looked at it, dazed. I tapped on his shoulder and passed a glass of water to him.

He looked at me with those brown orbs and parted his mouth, "Y-you have my photo too?"

I let out a dry chuckle, "is that a big deal when I literally have a tattoo of your name?"

He dropped his head and looked at his expensive sneakers, "I don't really deserve all these especially after the way I behaved last night." He sighed, his guilt was probably eating him up.

"I… I am really sorry Y/N. I know sorry won't mend anything but I just wanna let you know that I didn't mean whatever I said last night. I was an asshole and I don't even know what got me so worked up. I didn't mean to be rude with you. If you don't forgive me I completely understand." He apologized followed by another long sigh.

Tears welled up in my eyes. His small voice, down face and evident guilt in his features were enough to send a pain to my core but what hurt me more was his confession. How nonchalantly he said that he didn't know why he behaved that way. I was ashamed of myself for thinking he would say that he was jealous seeing me with Jin. Somewhere there was a hope which indicated a probability of me being something more than his friend cum fan cum employee to him, but I was wrong for another time.

Blinking my tears away I said, "Yeah, you should be sorry for questioning my love and calling me desperate." I sighed and sat down on a chair near my kitchen island, "I accept your apology but I hope this never happens again." I looked directly in his eyes while he mirrored my action. For a while none of us said anything. We were too lost in each other's eyes until I tore the gaze and looked away.

"I was worried about you last night Y/N. I'm not excusing my behavior but I just wanted to protect you." Hobi said in a low voice, still not looking away from me.

"I am an adult Hobi, I can take care of myself. And Seokjin is not some wolf that you would have to protect me from." I replied.

"You were drunk."

"No, I wasn't drunk. I was a bit tipsy but I was quite in my senses. Whatever happened between me and Jin, had my full consent."

"Y/N, you know his reputation well!"

"Yeah I do but his reputation doesn't establish him as a rapist or a creep. Whatever it is Hoseok I neither have the will nor the energy to argue right now." I huffed, I was quite irritated at this point. Hoseok kept his intense gaze on me.

"Saw Jungkook dropping you off… He gave you good company I guess."

My eyebrow furrowed at his comment. I didn't even want to think about the things he was referring to.

"Yeah, we three had fun."

"Three? Has your girl best friend returned from the US?"

"No. By three I meant me, kook and Jin"

"WHO?" He abruptly stood from the couch with blown out pupils.

"Seokjin. Why?" I asked calmly.

"You were hanging out with him today after what happened yesterday?" He walked over to the place I was seated in. I stood up as well.

"And you're again slipping into your yesterday's character, Hoseok. Stop it already." I couldn't contain my frustration anymore and glared at him.

"God! Y/N! Why don't you understand? He is not good for you!"

"I am not marrying him! We are just having a decent friendship. Stop fucking overreacting" I yelled at him, I failed to keep my anger on check.

"I am saying this because I know him better than you Y/N. His friendship will end with you being naked in his bed, fucked out of your senses." Hoseok gritted out.

"Even if I end up in his bed, it's not a red flag to me." I glared back at him as I stepped forward unconsciously to give him a tough competition.

"Oh really? Then what's a red flag to you?" He got even closer.

"Red flag is what I share with you, Jung Hoseok!" I knew exactly what I was saying.

"W-what?" A shocked expression took over his handsome features.

"Yes. You heard it right. What we share is a massive red flag. You clearly know how much I love you and yet you give me mixed signals all the damn time. At a moment you are staring directly at my soul and on the next one you are locking your lips with your girlfriend. You question my love clearly knowing I love you like a lunatic. You act jealous seeing me with another guy that's not you. You even have the audacity of asking for a kiss. You do all these while having a girlfriend and then randomly show up at my place and say that you don't know why you acted like an asshole. This is what is called a red flag Hoseok!" I spat out. I had had enough and I needed to let all these out to ease the burning pain that paralyzed my heart. Hoseok apparently softened, "Y-Y/N listen to me…"

"No, I don't wanna listen to you anymore. What I wanna do is to just stay away from you. It would help me in subsiding my feelings for you and you won't have to ignore the constant buzzing of your phone as well." I shut my eyes as his phone vibrated for another time since he stepped into my house. He ignored it again.

His jaw was clenched, eyes were dark. His eyes were watery and I didn't expect to see him like this.

"Okay, if you want to stay away from me. I will not disturb you again." With that he stepped away from me, looked into my eyes for a little while and exited my house brushing past me. His words broke me inside. For the first time, I regretted applying for the job. For the first time, I regretted falling for him, getting him as a friend and now nothing was left. We would probably be two people who used to know each other and just the thought of it squeezed my heart as if to suck the last drop of blood from it. I broke down in tears for a thousand times in these three months and the reason was him, again.

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When I secured this job I was just happy with the thought of seeing Hoseok and being able to work for him. Talking to him once or twice was a daydream that time. What I never expected was the reality of ignoring him willingly to save my heart from breaking. Since that night and that argument, none of us tried to talk to each other, not even for important issues. I was either addressed in a very cold professional manner or if there was any message, it would be conveyed to me. Working became a mere responsibility and earning a living again, but this time with added pain of seeing the love of my life in front of me but not being able to reach him. However, there were always lingering gazes, secret glances and an awkward tension whenever both of us were in the same room. The more the festival approached, the more the meetings increased and the harder it became to face him. My frustration and stress knew no bounds.

On the other hand, Seokjin became a close friend. His texts never seemed to cease. His and Jungkook's friendship, more like brotherhood and constant banter, became the only source of laughter and liveliness in my life. Another month passed just like that. And there was only a month left for the festival.

It was one of those Saturday evenings when I was deciding whether to go out alone or to remain at home. Me, Jungkook and Jin had a movie marathon the previous night, so Jungkook was too tired and Jin had a date, I had nothing to do. Just then I received a text from an unknown number..

Unknown number: is this Y/N?

Me: Yes

Unknown number: This is Somi, can I call you if you are not busy?

I halted for a moment, why was Somi texting me? I had never talked to her in more than one or two sentence exchanges, so her texting me and asking to call me up was beyond weird. Could this be about Hoseok? But then again, it had been a month since I last interacted with him.

Me: sure.

She called and greeted me with a little hello, I replied with the same.

Somi: "Y/N, I hope I'm not disturbing you. I actually had something to talk about."

Me: "it's alright Somi. Tell me what it is?"

Somi: "umm… can we meet? It's better to be talked about face to face actually.."

Her voice sounded somewhat sad.

Me: "I'm actually free tonight… do you probably wanna meet at a cafe or something?"

Somi: "Yeah, fine by me. You can text me the place and time. I'll be there."

Y/N: "sure."

I texted her the location of my favorite cafe as we decided to meet an hour later.

It was quite awkward, since none of us talked to each other personally. And it made me curious what she had to say that she had to meet me outside the academy. I saw her playing with the rim of her cup, she was either too tense or too nervous.

"What is it, Somi?" I asked

"Umm Y/N… it is actually about Hoseok." She replied, finally meeting my eyes.

"O-oh.. okay.. what about him?" I asked again

"Did you guys have a fight?" She asked with a calm tone.

"Ah.. ummm… n-no… why?" It was one of those few moments in which I got nervous.

"You don't have to lie Y/N. Everyone in the academy knows something is off between you two at this point." She chuckled a bit.

"Can you tell me what's the matter?" I asked again, wanting to shift the topic.

"You two should talk. You are probably thinking why am I even intervening between you two. Actually, I'm being a bit selfish. Since you two stopped talking, he lost himself. He is not his usual self. He.. he is not the hobi we used to know. You know the festival is nearing and it's important for him to focus. He is so stressed and frustrated these days that he doesn't even enjoy dancing like he used to. He overworks himself. Doesn't even sleep well. He… he is just…. I hope you understand." She completed.

"Why do you think it has anything to do with me, Somi? I am just a speck of dust in his universe. I don't think I matter enough to make him lose himself." I replied looking at my hot chocolate, "he didn't even know that I existed 3 months ago. I'm not that impactful" a dry chuckle left my mouth.

I felt her putting her hand on the top of mine with an assuring smile. Her gaze somehow felt too complicated, "he is a stupid Y/N. He is very inexperienced in the love and relationship area. He doesn't know the difference between having a mere crush and falling in love. He doesn't know it doesn't even take a day for people to fall in love and he had whole three months."

"What are you trying to say, Somi?" I questioned her, understanding her words very well. I didn't want another unnecessary drama to come my way. I was trying my best to move on, even though the success rate was 0.00%, I was still trying and that's what was important. I couldn't let the man or his girlfriend ruin the peace of my life more than they already did.

"You know what exactly I am talking about. You know him better than me Y/N." Somi smiled at me again. "Please talk to him. Even if not for yourself or for him, for the festival please. You know it's important. Please?" She pleaded, she even had the audacity of sending me her puppy eyes. Me being me, couldn't turn her down. I assured her I would talk to Hobi on Monday.

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Rest of Saturday and Sunday passed at the speed of light. I became more and more nervous with each passing hour. I was the one to shove him out of my way now I was going to be the one to talk to him, it was quite nerve wrecking itself. Moreover, whatever Somi indicated had me expecting things from him all over again and I was afraid to be disappointed again. I promised Somi that I would stay after work and take the chance to talk to Hoseok. At the end of my working hour Somi texted me that he was in the big practice room.

My heart thumped in my chest as I stood at the entrance of the practice room. I saw him stretching out, being ready for practicing his choreography. The music was loud so I knew there would be no use calling him even if I tore my lungs in the process. I took my smallest steps towards him, his back was facing me but soon saw me clearly in the mirror.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, turning towards me. His voice was so stern, so cold that it made my heart drop. I instantly regretted agreeing to Somi.

"I… Somi wanted me to talk to you." I replied, all of my confidence was gone at this point. The way he stood just before me, placing his hands on his hips looking scary, had me on my knees.

"About what?" Another stren question.

"I don't know clearly. She just said you are not being yourself since we had a fight and asked me to talk to you since it's important for the festival." I let out almost in one breath.

"So you came to talk to me only because Somi asked and it included the festival. Isn't it? There is no other reason. No concern for me. No concern for what we have?" He said, his tone was mocking.

"What do we have, Hoseok? We have nothing." I said with my watery eyes staring directly at his dark ones.

"Oh yeah. We have nothing. It's Seokjin who has things with you. Am I right?"

"Why are you bringing him again? What is the problem?" I almost yelled.

"The problem is that I fucking hate seeing you with him! I fucking hate it when you spend time with him! I fucking hate it when you keep on replying to his texts with every interval you get from work. I hate the conception of him with you. Why don't you understand?" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Why so? You have a girlfriend, Hoseok. It's not fair to So…."

"We broke up." He replied cutting me off.

"What? Why? When?" I threw my rapid fires.

"Is that important?" He enquired.

"No.. I mean.. It is your personal matter. I don't wanna know but I hope I am not the reason."

"Then, sorry to disappoint you. You're the reason."

I sighed at his comment. I closed my eyes in frustration.

"Whatever it is, I hope it will be fine. Please try not to overwork yourself and sleep at night. I will take my….." and even before I knew my position was swapped with his and now I was pressed against the cold mirror. My hands were pinned on either side of me. Hoseok looked at me with his dark eyes. He was so pissed off that his expression sent shivers down my spine.

"You're not going anywhere until I am dropping you home myself." He breathed out.

"Hobi.. Wha…" and the next thing I knew was that his lips were pressed in mine. I couldn't process anything. He was sucking my lips as if he was hungry for those. He nibbled my lower lip due to my unresponsiveness but I still didn't kiss him back and that made him suck on my lips even harder. He pressed his body on mine and then pulled back after leaving my lips with a pop.

"Kiss me back Y/N, please." His voice was small, cracked and a drop of tear left his eye. I never imagined he would ever beg me for a kiss, never thought he would be desperate for me. The look he had on his face, the pain that was there in his eyes, broke all of the self-control that I practiced. I dived into the kiss. His lips were so soft and smooth, it felt as if I had never kissed a pair of lips before. It was the taste I always wanted in my conscious subconscious and even in my unconscious.

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