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foreverdolly · 2 years

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Hi I have a request! Can it be something were Austin and the reader are at one of his events and she gets injured? Like maybe twists her ankle, I think it will be adorable!

oopsie daisy

word count: 2,487

warnings/notes: austin tries to protect you from journalists and paparazzi, he get's big time mad when one of them get's a little too close to you, you two being couple goals, this was super sweet and comfy for me to write.

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You looked hot as hell, but felt ridiculous. The bodice of the gown you were wearing was practically suffocating you, and it didn’t help that Austin’s stylist for the event had insisted that you wear heels so that the height difference between the two of you didn’t look too polarizing in pictures. You hadn’t minded the shoes too much at first, but that was then and this? This was now. You and Austin had been walking around the event for an entire hour, posing for pictures and speaking with interviewers. You had been with the actor for a while now, so this wasn’t your first rodeo. You didn’t hate events like this. . . you just didn’t particularly like them. Austin felt the exact same way about it. He couldn’t stand being the center of attention for too long; it made him feel a bit nervous. Tonight was certainly no different for the both of you.

“I’m sure you’ve been getting this all night- but you look stunning, y/n.” The interviewer gestured towards you with the microphone, and you couldn’t help but smile. You sure as hell hoped you looked good. You felt like bambi tottering around in your heels. Austin tightened his arm around you ever so slightly, pulling you further into his side. He could tell by the look in your eyes that it was growing harder and harder for you to walk.

Austin had noticed your discomfort earlier on in the night, but just ten minutes ago had offered to find you a place to sit down for a few precious minutes when it became apparent that it was beginning to become unbearable. The two of you had been in the process of escaping the main room, just a few feet from the hallway, when an interviewer for E! Magazine had caught up to you both. “Why thank you. You’re looking pretty dapper yourself. I’m really liking the velvet tie.” You tried your hand at making some small talk, smiling nice and pretty for the camera.

The journalist was quick to place his hand over his tie, almost as though he forgot that he was even wearing one. “Well thanks! You’re the first one to actually notice it’s textured.” He chuckled softly before turning to face the blonde at your side. “So fans are taking to social media, freaking out over your upcoming release. You had to grow your hair back out for the important role. You’ve had it so many different lengths and styles over the years. How long do you prefer to keep your hair?” Austin smiled down at you for a brief moment, knowing just how you felt about his long locks, before leaning in a little closer to the mic so that he could answer. “I like keeping my hair shorter than this,” He pointed to his head, biting his lip softly as you reached up, tucking a long strand behind his ear. “But this one doesn’t mind it,” he gave your side a squeeze, his smile widening as you chuckled softly. “ So I guess that’s all that matters. It sucks having to actually do something to it every single morning though. I don’t know how most girls have done this their whole lives. It doesn’t help that I’ve been blowing through my shampoo like crazy.”

“Well before I let you two go, I just wanted to extend my congratulations along with everyone else’s over at E!. I saw the engagement photos that you two posted last week, and we’re all just so excited for you. Your love story is one of my favorites, so I’ve always made it a point to keep up with you both. That Open Door episode you two did with Architectural Digest three months ago? I watched it the second it was posted. I adore you two,” You and Austin’s smiles widened. “How’s the ‘fiance’ life been treating you two?” Austin’s cheeks, without fail, began to flush, the corners of his eyes scrunching up adorably as he grinned. This year's Grammy ceremony might as well have been one great big engagement party. You’d never been so fawned over or celebrated in your life. It never lost its shine though, and you could tell that this question in particular was Austin’s favorite one of the night to answer. “Oh it’s been amazing. I’m still pinching myself, just to make sure I’m not dreaming. You’d be surprised by how many times I’ve had to catch myself though- I’m so used to referring to y/n as my girlfriend.” He’d only done it a couple of times, and had been overly excited to correct himself. “Everyone’s been so genuinely happy to see us move on to that next stage in our lives. I can’t wait. I didn’t think that I’d be the type to get so excited over wedding planning, but it’s been really great.” The two of you were already throwing dates around, wanting to be able to get married as soon as both of your busy schedules allowed it. The two of you didn’t see the point in waiting any longer than you already had. You both didn’t need a huge, gaudy wedding. Hell, the two of you would have happily eloped if you didn’t think your friends and family might get their feelings hurt.

“Were you nervous that she could possibly say no or. . . ?” Austin raised his brow at you, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. The corner of his lip tilted up into a smirk before he tore his eyes off of you, shaking his head. “Not at all. I know that’s probably going to make me sound so cocky, but no. We would have gotten married a week after we first met if we didn’t think that our families would have killed us. After two years of dating it just felt right. It wasn’t her potentially saying no that made me nervous, but the pressure of making it special.” Unbeknownst to you, him and his best friend, Ashley, had spent weeks planning the perfect proposal. His dad had been the one to drive up from Anaheim to help his son go ring shopping. Imagining the lanky man nervously going jewelry shop to jewelry shop, trying to find the one that would best suit your tastes, warmed your heart. Especially when his father texted you the day after he popped the question, saying that they had been out for hours looking at rings.

After wrapping up with his latest project, Austin had planned a nice camping trip for the both of you. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for him, and he had played it off as just wanting to decompress after so much stress. You thought absolutely nothing of it, so it had shocked you when he had pulled the ring out of his pocket. You had always joked around with him, saying that you wouldn’t be surprised when he finally proposed. The two of you, over the last few months of your relationship, brought up marriage daily. It had never been a “what if” kind of conversation, rather a “when”. You had been shocked though. And you had also cried, which had been majorly embarrassing for you, but had resulted in him tearing up a bit as well.

“Thank you both so much.” The two of you nodded your thanks, Austin keeping his arm firmly planted on your waist. You attempted to take a step forward, but your sore ankle gave out. You didn’t have enough time to react, and so your foot twisted unnaturally to the side, pain instantly shooting through your entire leg.The room was far too loud to be able to hear anything, but you felt something pop. It took everything inside of you not to let out a small shriek in pain. Your eyes teared up though, and you were quick to bite onto your tongue, your grip on your fiance’s blazer tightening tenfold. Austin had felt your weight buckle and had reacted immediately. He kept his hold on you firm, his bicep tightening around you as he supported your weight with one arm. He was trying to not make it look obvious, and you couldn’t thank him enough. Your dress was long enough to completely hide the mishap as well, and you could only pray that the pain wasn’t too obvious on your face. Cameras were practically blinding the both of you as journalists relentlessly attempted to get pictures of the newly engaged couple.

If you had actually fallen on a night like tonight? You would have never heard the end of it. You’d be the laughing stock of every celebrity gossip website on the internet. Most of Austin’s fans adored you, but there were some of them that would absolutely love to see you bust your ass at an event like this. With the initial public humiliation avoided, all you could focus on was your pain level. . . and it was intense. Had you broken it? You wouldn’t be surprised. The heels were so incredibly high, and you weren’t used to having to walk in something like this for such a long period of time. You looked up at him with wide eyes, and his face softened, his other arm moving to hold you against his chest in an attempt to hide your face. You could hear more cameras clicking behind you like crazy and see the flashing lights on the wall behind you. “Are you hurt?” He whispered nervously into your ear, rubbing your back up and down in soothing circles. You nodded softly, blinking back tears as you tried to put weight on your foot, wanting to see if there was any way you could walk your way out of there. “Oh god.” Austin muttered as he heard your soft cry. No. . . no, there was no way you were getting out of there without any help. Before you had time to ask for any kind of assistance, Austin was already bending down, keeping one hand on your waist, and the other one moving to the back of your knees.

“Austin! Austin! Look this way for me!” “y/n! You look beautiful! Let’s see the ring!” “Adorable! Pose for us, please!” The photographers were eating it up like rabid animals, leaning forward as they all tried to get the perfect picture. Austin held you tight against his chest, carrying you through the room and out into the hall. The second that the cool air hit you, you felt like you could finally breathe. “Hospital? Do I need to take you to the hospital?” Austin was a visible mess now that there weren’t paparazzi to worry about. The panic in his voice made your eyes burn. “I don’t know. I felt something sort of pop, and I’m in a lot of pain. . . “ He was breathing hard as he carried you out the front doors, groaning softly as more photographers began to approach, flashing pictures. You buried your head into his neck, shielding your eyes from the blinding lights. “Are you leaving, Mr Butler?” You heard the valet manager ask from his spot at the podium. “Yes. Can you please grab it for me? Quickly?” Austin stood there impatiently, holding you against him as the cameras continued to flash. You could feel his heart pounding hard against his chest.

“Hey, back up! You’re getting too close!” Austin snapped suddenly, tucking you even tighter against you and taking a step back.

“Sorry, man. We just want to see the ring.”

“Well you don’t have to press against her like that! I don’t like that, so don’t do it.” Austin shot back. You could hear the sound of a car engine approaching, and Austin was quick to push his way through the crowd the best that he could.

“I’m going to put you down so that I can open the door for you, alright?” You nodded, your nose brushing against his throat as he eased you down onto the sidewalk. Austin opened the door for you and then took a step back, moving to stand behind you in order to block any of the photographers violating attempts. They only continued to try and move around him, and with a sound of obvious annoyance, Austin boxed you in with both arms, using his body as a shield until you shut the door. He was in the driver's seat in a second, driving off before he even had his seatbelt buckled. “Am I driving home or to the hospital, baby?” You could see the pulse jumping in his neck, his blue eyes wide and frantic. He used his left hand to grip the wheel, his right moving out to find your own. He intertwined your fingers together, giving your palm a soft squeeze. “I’m so proud of you for holding it together during all of that. I’m just so sorry that this happened. . . I should have gotten you out of there sooner .” You used your free hand to dig through your purse, searching desperately for your phone. If you could see the damage, maybe then you’d be able to make a decision. If it was just a sprain then you two could head back home and just try to pretend like none of this ever happened. You turned the flashlight on, shining it on your foot. You tried to twist it from side to side to get a good look, and the second you did? You nearly fainted. Austin pulled up to a red light just in time to be able to see the damage as well.

“Oh god,” You breathed, nearly dropping your phone. It was already beginning to swell, and it was very clearly not just twisted.

“Hospital! Hospital! Alright. . . okay. . . that really just happened.” Austin practically screamed, dropping your hand to place both hands on the wheel. The cars behind him laid on their horns as he switched lanes last minute, speeding down the onramp.

You had ended up breaking your fibula that night. The two of you had been ushered into a private room the second one of the nurses recognized who you both were, and you were thankful for the privacy. After the pain meds had kicked in, you actually felt like you could laugh over the ridiculous situation, what with the two of you sitting in the dingy Los Angeles hospital, both of you decked out in full blown formal-wear. Of course something like this would happen to you.

Austin had made sure to document the moment, snapping a few embarrassing photos of his own. Your personal favorite being a selfie of him, your ball gown-clad body looking ridiculous and small in the background, curled up on the hospital cot.

The best part of the night? The Uber Eats he had ordered the second the both of you got home.

That and the fact that Austin had insisted on signing your cast.

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nkirukaj · 7 months

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I Want You, Simon

So here’s the deal, I’m in love with Simon Petrikov and I need more content of him existing in a romantic sense, so I’m writing a multi-part fic.

Pairing: Simon Petrikov x Fem! OC

Warnings: implied sexual feelings I guess?

Genre: Angst and Fluff I guess?

Word Count: 1.07k

(Sorry, I’ve never done this before lol)

Simon Petrikov was tired. Traveling the multiverse trying to save the world of his new adopted daughter and looking for the love of his life that had become a cosmic deity, Simon didn’t really know what to do with himself on th regular. He spent all this time being poked and prodded at his work/home, and since having weekly meetings with the Minerva bots, and moving to a more secluded area; he noticed that his restored sense of self didn’t cure his loneliness. Maybe it had something to do with him not leaving the house after moving, and not calling anyone? Eh, probably not, right? Everyone has their own issues to deal with, they didn’t need to be burdened with his.

Sitting on his couch finally watching something other than ‘Cheers’ is where he was when he got a call from his first adopted daughter, Marceline.

“Simon!” she said in that same warm tone she always used when speaking to him, it always made him smile

“Hi Marcy,”

“So I’m performing at the Candy Tavern tonight, you gotta come see me!”

“Of course Marcy, I wouldn’t miss it for anything!

“Great, I’ll have a surprise for you when you get there!”

“A surprise? Wait Marcy hold on-”

“K bye Simon, see you there!”

He slunched down into his couch knowing that whatever she had planned for him was something he was sure would throw him for a loop.

Walking through Ooo was a new experience every time he did it. On this walk, he noticed a butterfly with a happy face on it. It filled him with a sense of comfort, seeing it flutter.

When he arrived, he slipped through the crowd towards the bar and ordered his usual. Of course he was willing to support Marceline in any way that he could, but he wasn’t feeling as social lately. He scans the crowd to see all types of beings, non-humans and humans alike. After all this time, he still felt slightly out of place. Through the busy noise of the packed tavern and the dim lights, Simon was able to focus on the spotlit stage, and the sound of a finger tapping on the mic, center stage.

“Hello Candy people! You all know me! I’m Marceline the Vampire Queen”

Many cheers are heard throughout the venue “But for the first time ever, I will be performing with the wonderful and talented Samira!”

Simon’s eyes darted over to the woman ascending the stage stairs. Short with long, curly, black hair, brown skin and…thick. She wore a neon green crop top, with a slightly longer orange cropt top underneath, jean shorts and a black wired necklace.

“Hi, I’m Samira, you might know me, but I’m here to sing a Pre-Mushroom War song, backed up by the one and only Marceline!” Her voice was rich and smooth, not soft, but with a bit of a raspy quality that made her seem hard, while her words made her feel soft.

Simon’s eyes were wide and fixated on this mystery woman.

“Who is that?”

“Dude, she just said her name,”

Simon did not respond, only kept his eyes on this woman with a thickness he had never experienced.

“So let’s get this started!” Marceline shouted before strumming on her axe bass.

An employee removes the mic stand and Samira presses on her necklace and her voice echoes throughout the venue.

Welcome to your life

There's no turning back

Even while we sleep

We will find you

Acting on your best behaviour

Turn your back on Mother Nature

Everybody wants to rule the world

She sways her body to the music and his eyes can’t help but follow.

It's my own design

It's my own remorse

Help me to decide

Help me make the

Most of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

Thick, thick, thick. That’s all that was running through his mind. He felt his face go hot and his throat fill his collar. He tried loosening it with his finger, but it did not help. What is going on?

There's a room where the light won't find you

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down

When they do, I'll be right behind you

So glad we've almost made it

So sad they had to fade it

Everybody wants to rule the world

I can't stand this indecision

Married with a lack of vision

Everybody wants to rule the—

Say that you'll never, never, never, never need it

One headline, why believe it?

Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

The music fades out slowly and Samira stands center stage with Marceline as they bow together.

“Goodnight y’all!” Marcy shouts at the crowd

with another strum of her ax bass. Samira waves at the crowd and descends the stairs. Marceline plays her out.

“I love you Samira!!” Candy people shout “Samira!!”

Samira navigates the crowd, walking closer towards Simon, and he turns his face to hide the red overtaking it. She walks past him, slightly bumping his shoulder and doing a double take towards him that he doesn’t notice. And exiting the venue. Simon shivered from the touch. He lifts his head slowly reeling from either the performances or the drinks.

“So what’d you think Simon?” Marcy threw her arm around Simon’s shoulders

“Who was that?” He turned toward her and ran his hand through his hair

“Dude,” said the same Candy Person from before, “Is this guy listening?”

Marceline laughs “Who, Samira? She’s a friend of mine from the Human City. Surprised you’ve never seen her. I’ve been teaching her old songs but this is the first time I’ve played with her. She’s a really great singer, right?”

“Well yeah, but she’s so-“ he cuts himself off from not knowing what words to say

Marcy smirks and raises an eyebrow “She’s so what Simon?”

He shakes his head, as though to clear it. “Nevermind. I have to go. Great show.” He later Marcy on the back then scurries out the door.

The cool air greets him like an old friend, he basks in it, cleansing himself of the thoughts he’d had just a minute prior. After his fourth or fifth exhale, he felt a slight weight on his shoulder, and as he glanced at it, saw the same butterfly from earlier.

Chapter 2

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knightyoomyoui · 1 year

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Mina x M Reader - “She Will Be Loved”

STREAM “SET ME FREE” !!!

"I still can't believe we're doing this."

You just parked up your car in one of the blank lots beside the establishment where you and your couple of friends unanimously decided to visit.

Staring at the neon lights flashing at the sign beside the large board that says "PERFECT WORLD BAR AND LOUNGE", it struck you again the unbelievably feeling of the fact that you're about to spend a time for the first time not just by being alone but with your friends... inside a bar.

"Neither are we.", your friend and fellow high ranking employee named Kai placed his hands on his pants' pocket while inhaling the cold night air outside.

"But it still confuses us a lot how you as a rich personality haven't ever... entered a bar in your whole life?", one of the two women in your group, sporting a blonde wavy wearing her pencil skirt and blouse office attire named Minnie; asked you curiously.

"Never became my taste nor interest to go for a hangout.", you just shrugged, unamused emotion present in your face. "I don't know why but yes I get it, there's hot women there, expensive alcohol..."

"Just say you are an introvert and you don't like too much crowded and noisy places.", the other woman named Irene rolled her eyes at you.

"There you go.", you clicked your tongue.

"Alright, but hey; you really sure about this boss?", your friend Seungmin asked you worriedly. "We don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"I'll be fine. Like I said, it's my treat and you all have the freedom to choose where to spend it. I just want us to celebrate our successful presentation earlier.", you waved it off and smiled assuringly at them.

"Fine then. You got us anyway, boss. We'll make sure nothing would go crossing the line.", the last one in your group that hasn't spoken yet; standing beside you named Changbin smirked and massaged your nape.

You nodded and all of you proceed to walk your way to the entrance of the bar.

All of you showed your identification cards and immediately confirmed that none of you were below 18 since it's pretty obvious to your appearances.

Stepping inside, what greeted you is a very loud slow electrical type of music which is not your taste, resonating around the interior of the bar.

Many people around from every corners, sides and to the center. Slightly dark litted light scattered with spinning disco ball colored one moving around the room and ofcourse, the crowded noises that is not fitting for you but for your friends; you'll do your best to endure.

"Drinks to prefer? Anyone?", Kai asked every single one of you as all are facing the cashier and the bartender section.

"Mojito for me!", Minnie raised her hand.

"Cosmopolitan.", Seungmin followed.

"I'm good with Martini.", Irene said.

"Tequila sunrise would be nice.", you smiled as the craving filled your body speaking that favoring alcoholic drink of yours.

"Well, I'm taking a Margarita, how about you dude?", Kai asked.

"Negroni's on me.", Changin pointed himself with his thumb.

Kai nodded and he instructed Changbin to join him ordering all the drinks while you joined the rest to find a vacant table to seat.

You went to discuss with Irene, Minnie, and Seungmin first about a brief overview of what transpired during that crucial meeting, which provided enormous satisfaction to all investors interested in your firm.

Few minutes later, Kai and Changbin returned with all of your orders placed accordingly in the tray.

Just as when all of you about to take a sip from your respective drinks, your attention were hooked on by the announcement of the man speaking in the mic who sounds like he's introducing somebody.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the next performance; please give a round of applause to Sharon!"

The audience began applauding in unsynchronized rhythms, some were rapid, such as those men gathered near the stage, expecting the arrival of that dancer, while others were sluggish, it's up to them now whether there's a purpose behind it. It was sheer curiosity, to tell you exactly what you and your friends had in mind. As you all heard the speaker hyping someone who would perform right now for everyone in the room, you all turned your faces away from the wineglass and toward the stage. A very attractive woman exiting the curtain was spotted slowly walking towards the middle of the stage in a black casual coat that concealed her matching pair of black lingeries, stockings and suspenders with high boots at the bottom.

The greedy, hyped men began howling even more at the sight of this hottie now fully presented in their lustful eyes.

Only for you to react differently with a ripple from your lips wackily at how pathetic these dog looking perverts acting right now of this woman named Sharon.

Sharon.

"Wait...", you muttered as that name rang into your head; as if hearing that name makes you feel... nostalgic and familiar.

After a series of scrolling down to your trip across the memory lane, it landed your mind to remember that there was this certain someone you knew very dearly before who holds that particular name you just heard minutes ago.

-FLASHBACK- "So you came from Texas right?", you asked the girl bestfriend of yours sitting beside you under the tree.

"Mmhmm.", she nodded, unable to verbally answer because her lips and tongue are focusedly savoring the taste of the mint flavored ice cream in a cone in her hand.

"Then that means you're half American too... and since you have that nationality then you should have an English name for you to use there in alternate.", you said as you shared the logic formed in your young mind.

"I do have one."

"What's yours?"

Your brows floated in eagerness.

"Sharon.", your mouth formed an O shaped in eureka as the information awed you. "They said my parent's neighbors back then used to call me that when I was a baby."

"Oh... wow, that's interesting.", you said with still your mouth left agape in surprise.

"You can call me too if you want. It's just a name after all.", she shrugged and giggled. "But ofcourse, I have to call you too with your own."

"But... I don't have any. I never went or lived in another country than here in Japan."

"I'll make one for you then.", she nonchalantly said.

"You can? What could it be?"

"Y/EN, is it alright to you? Or do you have any to suggest?", she smirked.

You shook your head as a no. "Nah. That sounds cool enough. I'll take it."

"Good.", she chuckled. She raised her free hand and showed it to you.

"Now that we have both, let's introduce ourselves again with our English names.", she grinned. Her face became kind of sultry and daring, a sly smile drawn in her lips as she offers you her hand. "Hi, I'm Sharon Myoui; what's your name."

"I'm Y/EN LN. Nice to meet you, Sharon.", you pretended as if you had your another persona like her and you just met her today.

-END OF FLASHBACK-

You finally recalled.

Sharon.

The english name of your childhood bestfriend before. Her real name's Myoui Mina.

You just realized that you haven't seen that girl for almost 10 years now since the last time you said goodbye to her after you departed through the States when your uncle offered your family to move with them as you also got a college application opportunity in Pensacola, Florida.

After you graduated, that's where you also slowly built your company with you currently as the owner alongside with your father plus also sitting in the CEO role.

That made you wonder, now that you are back here in Japan to monitor and take the CEO role for a month here along with your fellow friends slash employees after you requested to switch with the Japan branch management of yours; you didn't have any clue where or what she's been doing now these days.

You don't even know if she's alive or dead, but ofcourse there's no way you would love to hear the truth by that second option.

It made you miss Mina even more. To repeat, she was your very first friend.

Not to mention, the very first girl who taught you what love is.

You had a crush with that girl for so long, not until it got interrupted with your sudden leave to abandon her in Japan.

Speaking honestly, until now you still have her in your heart and mind. First love never dies indeed.

Now that you're here back in Japan, you took a mental note to yourself that have another task to do during your stay here for 1 month, and that is to find Mina again.

"Boss, you good?", Changbin asked you as he rubbed your shoulder while looking at you; snapping you out of the trance.

"Y-yeah, I am. I just remembered something.", you smiled timidly. Fortunately, Changbin got satisfied enough with your simple response.

"Dude, holy shit. I can't deny but... that Sharon looks so hot man.", Kai said as he directed his eyes more at the girl starting to spin around at the metal pole in the stage.

You didn't even know that while you were spacing up, the music background for Sharon to dance with was already played.

"Damn, Kai. Already turned on with the sight?", Irene said teasingly as she turned her head at Kai who got embarassed.

"Hell nah. I'm just stating what I clearly observed."

"But hey, she makes me gay again I swear. Lingeries and thick thighs are my goddamn weakness guys.", Minnie gulped and fanned herself as she heated up.

"No lies detected there Kai, it's as if she was taken control by her another persona now that she's performing. Something seductive you know. I saw her face earlier and she looked different from what we're having now.", Seungmin said.

You secretly agreed with what Seungmin said. She was just this pure-like looking lady entering the stage earlier then her entire aura changed to a much sexier and alluring one.

It is like she has two personalities.

That taught halted you as it sounded very... suspicious for you again.

"Nah. Maybe I'm just being too delusional. Coincidence it is.", you shook your head again in denial as you sipped on the alcohol from the glass you're holding.

All of you went silent as you focusedly watching Sharon's poledancing. Her movements are so smoothly done, flexibility was tested as she stretches and twirls around the pole which she easily passed it right away.

Not leaving the most important part, she has to capture everyone's attention more by seducing and attracting the audience with her sexy moves using the one thing she's confident of acknowledging it as the most favorite part of her body; those huge hypnotizing ass and shapely thighs of hers barely covered by her tight skirt and outlined with straps of her suspenders, bending and shaking it to present it even more.

Until it slowed down to a vanilla slow dance to match the fading rhythm of the song chosen for her before it ended, leaving most of the men to throw their money at the stage and whine about the sad fact that it has to end.

Some were even requesting for another one but to the respect of the time limit, it was peacefully rejected.

Sharon bowed as everyone clapped their hands including you and your group who was impressed and also tensed up at how intense her performance was.

You were left astounded and speechless at what you've seen. That was your first time and what an experience it is for you witness something like that from a very gorgeous woman.

Unlike from most of the men here except Seungmin, Kai and Changbin who are still on the mostly nice guys like you are, your attention shifted quickly next on the freshly cooked foods your friends ordered also.

"Smells tasty, c'mon guys, let's eat!", Kai said as he licked his lips before he encouraged his friends to feast.

-3 HOURS LATER-

"You know where their houses are?", you asked thoughtfully to Seungmin who was one of the only two people left remaining sober in your group other than you.

"Positive, boss.", he said confidently.

Glancing back at the window where you can visibly see the sleeping figures of Irene, Kai and Changbin at the back seat who were the ones got eliminated from being too drunk tonight.

"Be safe on your way home, okay?"

"Same as you and Minnie.", Seungmin said, pertaining also to his other friend in your responsibility to bring home also by your own since her place is quite close in your area.

He entered and sat in the driver's seat before starting the engine for the car to drive away as he waved goodbye at you which you returned the same gesture before he leaves.

You checked the time in your wristwatch, displaying the 11:08 PM glowing characters that told you the answer you're seeking before you enter your own car too.

However, it prevented you when suddenly you heard a screaming sound just almost near at your direction.

It piqued your interest on where could be the source is.

You searched for it, leaving your car where Minnie is still peacefully sleeping.

It led you to pause your tracks at the wall near the entrance of an alleyway just inches away from the bar.

You leaned your ears closer to hear closely before you followed it with your eyes to see what the hell has been going on inside there.

As you did, your own pair sprung up in shock at what you saw.

It was Sharon wearing her newly changed waitress attire being cornered by 3 men based on your counting.

One of them was now covering Sharon's mouth with his big hand while the other was cuffing her both wrists above her head on the wall.

Your eyes fumed as you heard those disgusting words that bastard spoke in front of the defenseless woman while the perverted animalistic looks of the other two guys are shown around her.

"All you have to do is to pleasure us, baby. It will be quick, we promise.", the guy creepily laughed. "We've been this very hard and horny since we saw that delicious body of yours, perhaps it won't be a problem for you to let us have a t-"

You can't bear the irritating sound if it much longer as you hurriedly rush through the punks, aiming first to the guy caging Sharon by executing a kick through the waist.

It yeeted the stranger aside and with your unexpected interference, it had you gather the attention of the other sidemen to see your dark and vengeful demeanor ready to make these losers feel your wrath from causing trauma on this woman.

They began attacking you, only to dodge it quickly with some sidesteps, aggressive bends and leans including some blocks before you returned the attempts back at them with karma.

Sharon had to sat and lean her back at the cold wall still crying while she watches you punching and kicking the shit out of these pricks.

Realizing that they are unmatched with your combat skills, they decided to retreat and run away leaving you and Sharon alone in the alleyway.

"YEAH RUN JUST LIKE THE COWARDS YOU ARE, BUNCH OF FUCKHEADS!", you shouted at them one more time.

You approached Sharon who is still kneeling and lowering her head between those encircled arms laid atop of her knees.

"Hey... hey, miss are you okay?", you poked her shoulder gently as you asked.

She gently raised her head to look at you. Her face was completely ruined by her messy makeup flooded by her streams of tears flowing down in her eyes.

It clenched your heart at how scared and awful she looked after that nearly worst experience of her life so far she almost experienced.

She couldn't speak from the strength of her shivers and heavy breaths due to her sobs, she only responded with a nod.

"You're okay now. Thank God I saw you here because if not... I'm really relieved I was still able to save you.", you said as you let her hug you and returned it back by clutching her arm and caressed it to comfort the poor woman.

"I know you don't know me also but I'll never do something bad to you just like what those scums did to you earlier.", you said confidently.

"Can I have just a little bit of your trust to let me take you home now? It's... now midnight here and we shouldn't stay here longer. I still have work also tomorrow."

You chuckled nervously at the end of your words.

Thankfully, it was enough for the lady to accept your invitation with another simple nod. She doesn't have any plans either to remain at this uncomfortable spot.

You grasped her slim arm and helped her gently stand up. She still lowered her head, making you think that she was rather shy or still hugely affected by that traumatic experience she faced.

You walked through your car with your hand still holding Sharon's arm, guiding her inside and allowing her to sit in the passengers seat beside you while you took the front to control the wheels, mentally memorized the address she gave to you. "Oh, don't mind her. She's with me. Got too drunk so I was about to take her home when I heard your screams.", you said cautiously when Mina stared at the sleeping Minnie on the back ride.

During the middle of the drive, you tried to engage a short conversation with Sharon who is staring lifelessly outside the window where she observes the surroundings being passed through.

It was becoming awkward and silent so you decided to atleast break that atmosphere to make the woman prevent build doubts about you.

"I was one of the customers who had to watch your performance earlier by the way."

"Your name is Sharon, right? Great dance you had there, but set aside the pervy thoughts that other men obviously had in you unlike me. You got real talent.", you added.

Sharon breathes deeply before she prepares herself to talk.

"T-thanks.", you heard her finally speak. It was slightly rough due to the effects of her heavy cries, but nonetheless it made you happy that atleast she's interested to join the flow of having a conversation with you.

"What happened to you? Did those men forcefully dragged you in that alleyway?"

Sharon heaved a large sigh and entangles her fingers nervously.

"I w-was just going to throw the garbage at the trashbin outside when t-those guys drinking their beers outside with their motorcycles got to see me. There, it follows what occurred next.", Sharon weakly shared.

You didn't wanted to continue tackling about that topic because it might make the lady even more uncomfortable and anxious to think about it over and over again so you moved on back to the previous.

"Good thing I heard your scream from the distance with my good hearing senses. If I didn't, I don't want to imagine anymore what it should've led. What's important now is that I luckily save you, Sharon.", you said before it ended there.

"How long have you've been dancing, Sharon?"

"Since young days.", she answered. "It was my talent ever since I was born and I fell in love with it."

They're the same as Mina, you muttered to yourself.

"No wonder why your movements are so fluid and natural.", you understood. "Then how long have you've been performing in that bar?"

"Almost a year.", she said. You hummed in response.

"A-are you new there? I have quite a sharp memory, I don't recognize you visiting the bar as a regular customer.", she bravely asked you. It made you appreciated even more that you made her participate more into this talk between you and her now.

"Actually that was the first bar and the first time I've ever seen that place.", you revealed and chuckled at the hilarious fun fact, which surprised Sharon.

"I was only brought by my friends, like that drunk lady behind us.", you chuckled. "We were celebrating our successful meeting in our workplace we had earlier. That was my treat to them and I let them pick wherever they want, so I follow their choice."

Sharon only nodded understandably at your explanation before she continued admiring the snowy outside view of the streets of Kobe while you on the other hand, your eyes glued back at the illuminated road.

Afterwards, you dropped Minnie first into her apartment where you were greeted by her roomate named Soojin and assured you that she'll manage her friendon behalf of you. You thanked her and left right away to arrive nextat the exact address Sharon has given to you.

Stepping out of the car, you showed your gentleman self by opening the door for Mina and escort her out too.

"So this is your house, huh.", you pursed your lower lip as you nodded while traced the exterior of the structure standing tall in front of you two.

Sharon felt embarrassed, knowing that her house just looks basic and average. She doesn't know why she had that kind of mindset, maybe due to your style of clothing that she predicted you are a rich personality that owns a house completely way better than what she has.

"Y-yeah, it is. Pretty lame, right?", she said timidly.

"Hey, don't be like that. Just be grateful you have your own proper shelter to stay in, you wheezed and waved it off.

"I guess I have to leave you here now."

"T-thanks for saving me again. I'm truly grateful for that. If only I could repay your-"

"No scratch that, I don't take payment for my kind act. That was something that should be done for a helpless victim like you and knowing that I accomplished that, having you staying alive is enough for me.", you smiled softly.

Sharon was heartwarmed and overwhelmed at your golden virtue. "O-okay. Well again from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much mister uhh-"

You figured that she stopped because she was clueless at what your name is, which you haven't even mentioned to her yet.

"Oh right, sorry! I haven't introduced my name. That's so unfair of me.", you said with an apologetic tone. "Pardon me, Sharon. My name's YN."

Sharon's eyes widened, face stretched in complete bewilderment as she heard that familiar name of someone she haven't saw, heard or spoke for so many years.

The name that belongs to the only man who became the first person outside of her family whom she held dearly and special in her heart.

Her eyes dwelled up in a pool of tears about to flow, lips started to shiver as the memories of what she shared with that childhood friend of hers began replaying inside her head.

She stared at you unbelievably, seeing the face she never thought that the person who rescued her all along was the same person she wanted to see again someday.

And it seems like that day has finally came tonight.

"Hold up, Sharon's not your real name right? Like a stage name? May I know w- uhh Sharon what's wrong?", you were taken aback when you observed that Sharon has a single tear flowed down in her cheek.

"Y-YN... is that really y-you?", her tone was filled with only one perfect word to describe: longing.

"Sharon what-", you processed again the way she said it until you got the sign that she seems like she knew or even met you before.

It threw you back to those memories ran in your mind as you compared Sharon to the childhood bestfriend you once had as they share the same name despite not being her actual one, as well as some similarities that both of them even great at dancing since they were kids.

You asked again to yourself, was it truly a coincidence you encountered a while ago?

There's only way to find out the answer that troubles you.

"M-Mina?"

Your face fell as you saw the confirmation from Mina.

She nodded swiftly. Your plans of searching for her in Japan didn't aged well, because she's here already; standing in front of you looking more beautiful and divine than ever in her matured appearance.

"Oh my god... M-Mina y-you..."

"YN... YN YOU'RE BACK!"

The two ran straight to each other, unbotheredly allowed their bodies to collide as they were end up catching their selves eitherway for a long-awaited embrace.

A waterfall of tears and echoes of wails were poured out from one another in pure joy as they both learnt that they met again after 10 years since their last meeting and goodbye they sent to theirselves.

"You're back, YN... It's been so long...", Mina said in a muffled sound as she sobbed at your shoulder.

"We met again, Mina. God, I missed you so much.", you pleasingly smiled to the heavens above; a long overdue grant to your prayers and wishes from all those times of being away from her side

Both seperated and faced each other closer, looking deeply at their matured features.

"I thought I wouldn't see you again.", Mina chuckled between her cries.

"Me neither.", you replied, smiling at how delighted Mina felt too on seeing you again. "We do have a lot of lost time to catch up."

"I know.", Mina nodded, gripping your shoulders tighter. "As much as I want to talk with you more-

"Yeah, you need to rest.", you pointed out. "Let's continue this tomorrow, shall we meet tomorrow, name the time a place please? I want to spend time more with my bestfriend.", you pleaded.

"2PM at Meriken Park."

"Noted. I'll see you there!", you enthusiastically exclaimed.

"And you will be, YN.", Mina elicited that favorite giggle of hers since your buddy time with her that you missed having from her too.

"Come here.", you commanded her and she quickly followed, hugging you again for the second time. "I can't resist it you know, I really missed my bestfriend a lot.

"Welcome back, YN."

"You too, Minari.", Mina's heart fluttered when you mentioned her nickname that you made for her in return to how she constructed your English name to relate with her.

You entered your car and bid goodbye to her as she waved back before you drive away satisfyingly and very uplifted, still a shock that the fate of crossing the same path with her would happen again.

Meanwhile, Mina's broad grin slowly faded with every step she take in the stairs leading to the door after YN's car disappeared in her sight as she felt another stinging pain in her arm before she entered her lifeless house and become lonely again for the rest of the night.

-THE NEXT DAY-

As you parked the car, you went on to find Mina; climbing the first set of long stairs which she told you that it would be the spot she'll be waiting for him to come.

It didn't last long when you immediately identified Mina sitting only by herself at one of the benches there.

She was busy checking on her phone, so you had an idea to make her notice you.

You took a quick picture of her then sent it to Mina.

Mina saw it instantly and there you watched her head goes upward and her eyes away from the phone, now looking at you as her mouth formed a smile.

"You startled me a bit at the photo you sent.", Mina admitted as she turned off her phone and placed it back inside her bag.

"Just being a bit creative for an alternate way to say "I'm here" or "Where are u"", you winked and clicked your tongue. It made Mina shook her head and smirk at your sillyness. "You're a terrible liar, YN.", Mina scoffed. "Yah! I am telling the truth, okay?", you tried to convince her but she still act like she doesn't believe you until she scrapped it off with a laugh.

"We have the whole day with us, let's go ahead and talk about everything we want to know from what we lost, shall we?", you said to Mina and began walking through the stone path with her beside you.

"I wouldn't waste the opportunity either.", Mina agreed. "So, YN yesterday you said that you came to the bar with your friends to celebrate your well organized meeting; so was your job related to business management or something?"

"Yeah, it is.", you nodded. "I'm actually their boss and the company they're working on is founded by my family.",

"Oh really? You own one now?!", Mina threw her head aside to stare at you in utter mindblown.

"Yeah, I do.", you nodded and smiled. "Currently I'm the CEO of the company and they are my employees slated in different positions."

"Woah, now that make sense why do you look rich now these days with your pair of suits huh!", Mina teased your clothing article which you just chuckled at the joke.

"How did all of it started?"

"It was after my graduation actually.", you narrated. "My dad and me decided to open our own food corporation. Thanks to the support of my uncle, one day our headquarters was built and opened there in Florida.

We did also hired new employees and staffs in our building to help me serve and contribute for the company's improvement towards a more successful and recognizable reputation. Now here we are, last night our products are about to get introduced to the world when we nailed that presentation."

"What do you guys make?"

"Some upgraded classic Japanese dishes with a swerve on the ingredients. Ramen, tempura, sushi, you name the rest."

Mina became silent as she let everything she learnt about you to sink in to her.

Without having any idea, the woman beside you is bringing jealousy deep within her; thus making his frown yet still managing to hide it from you by switching it back to a deadpanned one.

"How's uncle and auntie?", Mina asked concern.

"Doing good. Father's monitoring the headquarters in Florida while mom's managing her own restaurant."

"Wait, you have your-"

"Yeah, I gave it to her as birthday gift.", you chuckled, smiling at the wholesome memory when you took off the blindfold around your Mother's head and left her flabbergasted at what she saw.

"That's very sweet of you!", Mina said. "Mama LN loves cooking I see. I hope I could taste one of her best selling dishes one day."

You turned at her and saw her pouting, sulking at the probability that she won't have a chance for that.

"You want to?"

"E-eh... I mean... yes but..."

"I'll keep that in my mind Mina.", you bounced your eyebrows. "Believe me, that's the only thing you'll ever get to think about for how long it would stay in your mind at how delicious it is."

"I could tell it was true coming from the one who faced that scenario.", Mina smirked.

You laughed, unable to dodge Mina's truth shot.

Reaching the end of the path, both took another set of long stairs that will allow to reach the wide high ground of the park.

"How about you Mina, how's your life these past 10 years?", you asked, not even looking at her.

Mina heard your question which caused her to be silent. Unlike you, she has no sincere confidence to tell it to you; getting afraid for you to know her own story while you were gone.

She's scared because... if your life was full of accomplishment, hers was full of nothing but hardships.

"Mina?", you asked her again, now turning you head to gaze at her. She was biting her lip, face wearing a nervous emotion.

"I-... would you listen and try to... understand what I'm going to say, YN?", she cautiously said, voice became low.

"Uhh... yeah, s-sure if that's w-what you want.", you stuttered. It befuddles you why Mina's mood suddenly flipped.

The anticipation is making you anxious and scared about this mixed feeling growing into you, thinking you may not going to like where this is heading.

"It's not going to be bad right, Mina?", you chuckled in uneasiness. Mina didn't answer, she only proceeded to start speaking by sharing her own side this time.

With just one single sentence, you already knew the answer you've been wanting to receive... but not the one you're expecting.

"It was smoothly fine at first when I was studying until I met my boyfriend since after I graduated, a-and... he... he doesn't treat me well, YN.", Mina halted in her steps, her head dragged down in shame as she started her story.

You stood still and inspected her. "What do you mean he doesn't treat you well?

"I left my parent's side for the first time thinking it's time to reach my dreams and live by myself.", Mina didn't bothered to continue.

"We shared one roof, but then... during those early days of us now being a couple he just... changed. His behavior was opposite to how he was courting me.", Mina's body began shivering.

You kneeled in front of her, all feeling concerned at the struggling woman. "Mina, what did he do to you?"

She lets out a silence until she started choking with the overflowing emotion consuming her alive.

You tried to grasp her arm but then Mina shrieked, leaving you confused why she moved it away from you sounding like... she's in pain.

"Mina... please tell, what is going on? Does it hurt somewhere-"

You were about to finish your words but then you immediately got the point of what you're about to pertain.

And oh you didn't liked it not a single bit.

Mina rolled the sleeve of her polo, only for you to witness something that will break you heart in a snap.

Her wrist was full of bruises and healed wounds.

You felt weak on your knees as you saw her cry. "One night, I caught him cheating on me... and this is what I got from him."

"M-Mina."

"He hurted me, YN. He even threatened me and my f-family that if I ever d-dare to report his betrayal to them or leave our house and ran away, h-he... he will ruin my life or... even worse, he's going to kill me if I break up with him."

You joined her crying in your knees, still staring at her broken state.

This is just too much.

You didn't care if people walking around can see the two of you weirdly and suspiciously.

All that you focus about is what Mina has gone through when have her out of your sight.

If you are the one living in your dreams, she was the one who was caged in a nightmarish life of hers.

Part of those 10 years was just her enduring the abusive relationship she was involved too.

She didn't deserved to be treated like this. Not at all.

Mina is a pure woman and a vulnerable innocent angel.

How dare is that monster to torture her like that.

"He even claimed I should rather give up and not do anything about it because... I'm his property only. He owns me, YN.", your breath was taken away at how ridiculous and obsessed it sounded.

"To protect mom and dad and avoid myself getting in danger, I just let him do whatever he wants. He mostly goes away, maybe staying with his other girls than me. Fucking or kissing them like there's no tomorrow while he leaves his girlfriend heartbroken and alone every day and night."

"I don't get financial support from him, so I had no other choice but to move by myself and start looking for a job. Then, I discovered the bar that gives huge salary for people who can do both waitering and performing for the customers.

"I took it after, but still I thought what I'm doing was only for me. He forces me to give half of the money I get whenever he's going away."

"That house is not a home to me as long as he's there, YN. It was a prison. I'm his slave. All I ever wanted is to get out.", she finished speaking before covering her entire face with both palms together as she sobbed harder.

You rose from your knees and carefully trapped her in your arms by hugging her comfortingly, letting your collar and your shoulder to stain wet from her tears.

"I'm sorry, Mina.", you rubbed her back.

"W-why... are you saying... s-sorry?I should be-"

"NO! I HAVE TO SAY SORRY. I COULDN'T SAVE YOU! I COULD'VE BEEN THERE FOR YOU AND SET YOU FREE!", you said with aggressiveness and full of frustration that only directed to your own wrong doing.

"I should've kept you in contact from me all these years, Mina. I could've done something from you."

"YN, you know that I did the same mistake r-right? B-but I chose n-not to..."

"And why would you?"

She lets go of the hug and wiped her teary eyes.

"I just think I might be a burden to you. I-I don't want others to be involved with my own problem, especially y-you. I'm just saving others from-"

"What, HIM?", you referred. "Mina, I don't give a shit about what he could do to me. Hell, I won't even mind going to the jail as long as I can kill that bastard from what he did to you?!"

"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT, YN! Do you think I would want it to happen? Do you think that's right?", she said to you.

"It just doesn't feel deserving of me to receive sacrifices. I don't want to add more stress to you of all people, and now here you are; frantically pulling out some solutions that you don't even think about the dangers of it to your image and reputation.", Mina bowed her head. "I don't want others to be broken just like me, YN. I don't want you to be like this for me."

You breathed deeply as you stated at her weakened condition.

"Yes. You're right. You don't need sacrifices.", you said plainly.

"But you earn an assistance."

Mina looked at you sadly.

You reached for her soft hands and firmly massaged it.

"Mina, now that I'm here. Please, I'm begging you: let. me. help. you. Take it as a repentance or a way of catching up to you. You can take it whatever you want, but what's important to me is that you have to get out of that hellhole."

"B-but how, YN? He doesn't let me be. I'll get-"

"Leave it to me. I got the best attorneys and police by my side, Mina. I can have him thrown in jail where he belongs.", you said. Mina's eyes flickered with lights of hope thanks to you.

"Y-you do?"

"I am. We needed it anyways for our company's protection."

Mina only nodded.

"And about you, is it fine for you to leave that bar you're working on?"

"What?", Mina shockingly asked. "W-why though?"

"Because I just think of a better plan to give only for you.", you said.

"I want you to leave that bar, that house and... Japan.

Because you're coming with me to States."

Mina's eyes widened, jaw dropped and face stretched in shock at the offer you just made.

"Y-YN... are you serious about this?"

"Very."

"B-but... w-why, why do you have to?"

"I just want what's best for you.", you simply said.

Mina's face flared in red with the heat of the flutters from her heart at your sweet reply.

"For me, staying here won't do better. I'm willing to do this all for you, Mina. Not only that I want to save you, after everything I heard from you; I want to give you something that you definitely deserve to have in the first place."

"A perfect life, Mina. Trust me, with me on your side this time; I won't ever let you down again. I won't go home without you.", you said to her.

Mina's nose crunched and lips shakened at the incoming batch of tears again to fell straight on her cold cheeks.

She crashed her body against you, hugging you tightly which you reciprocated.

"T-thank you... thank you so much, YN."

"Glad I could help, Mina.", you stroked her long black silky hair as you enjoyed the amount of time having her so close to you just like what you also want to share together with her.

"Don't ever go again, YN please."

"I won't leave this time if I can't have you beside me", you said. "So do you accept?"

"Yeah, I-I would love to... join you.", she said.

You grinned heavily as it delighted you that she accepted your invitation.

This may be your plans for her so far, but you knew that this is just the beginning.

You still have a lot to give for your childhood friend and secretly your crush just to make her realize that the world still favors on her fate.

-2 WEEKS LATER-

Contrary to the plan of changing Mina's life for the better, you kicked it off by getting her husband arrested even after some little worries and pleads from Mina that he don't have to do this only because she's sacred; despite her being almost raped when you barged into her home after she called you; making you drive miles per miles to get in her place. The boyfriend tried to attack you but you overpowered him, dumping him on the ground and started a barrage of punches around his body; most particularly his stupid face. "YOU M-MERCILESS MOTHERFUCKER! YOU'LL P-PAY FOR HURTING AND TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER! MARK MY WORDS!!!"

The police arrived quickly and enter the house where they set you apart from the suspect to stop your offenses and let them handle this incident. You rushed to Mina crying devastatingly on the couch and pulled her body for a hug as you checked on the sexually harassed victim. YN assured her that it will be fine because he has the best attorneys working for his family to help.

After the case was heard, the husband was put in jail guilty with rape and sexual asssault as well as him being positive on usage of drugs. You assured Mina again one more time that she's now finally safe and he'll tell those police he grown connection with to never let that animal escape.

Ending the whole special month of taking control the Japan branch of your company, first you brought Mina to the hospital to receive medical treatment from all the abuse she gained. Based on the findings, she also have more bad hits on her legs, torso and back but mostly on the upper area which arises your compassion for her further. You returned back to the States with Mina recovering on your side this time; booking two flight tickets for one of you.

Through flights and drives, you two reached your residence at one of the subdivisions in Miami.

Thanking the cab driver, you helped pulling Mina's baggage with you.

Opening the door, you let Mina take the first step of entering your humble abode.

She was left agaped and astounded at how expensive the interior looks. It was indeed largely opposite to what she had back in Japan.

It made her feel like she's literally broke compared to you.

"So yeah, this is my own place.", you said as you closed the door and positioned the baggages near the couch of your living room. "Do you like it?"

"I love it, YN. It just feels incredible being in this sort of lifestyle."

"You don't have to know, it matches and fits you better so better get used to it.", you patted her shoulder. Your words and touch targeted her straight in the feels, causing her to blush.

"Drink some water first then let me tour you around before we get to rest."

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"And last, this is the swimming pool where I learned how to swim thanks to my instructor.", you said while pointing at the pool filled with crystal clear water.

"That's all the areas I got here in my property.", you locked your hands at your back as you looked at Mina roaming her eyes around at the new environment she's in.

"You really are a successful man, YN. That was quite a house tour, you had so many expensive and valuable things in your possession placed all around the room."

"Aish, Mina it was all thanks to the hardwork and support I get. I won't be in this status if it wasn't for improving myself and the motivation my parents are giving to me.", you said.

"If only I could be this lucky.", you heard her mutter those words she thought it will fail you hearing it.

"It's not your fault, Mina. You only chose what you thought would be good to you, but you weren't aware of its consequences. because you are an innocent pure woman only focused on the goal to her own future.", you clarified. "You believed he's the one but he failed you. You could have the best girlfriend he'll ever have, but he chose to be a traitor and fool you by his disguise."

"You really are a positive thinker, don't you?"

"Why won't I be when all the things I want to achieve, it's now here with me. A cozy home, successful business, mom and dad living happily and stronger together and...

... my bestfriend being on my side after I lost her for so many years, witnessing how good my life has been.", you said to her as you glanced. She returned the stare, her expression softened.

"I just wish I could've shared it together with you.", you said with pure guilt. Mina was saddened, knowing how unfortunate it is that you didn't have this all without the inclusion of one of the most special person who entered in your entire life.

For you, it must've felt... lacking and uncomplete.

"But now that you're here, I swear to my words that I would make it possible just like the rest."

You looked at the structure of your house then back at Mina, now with a smile again in your lips.

"I once bought this house only for myself... but I guess this time it'll change."

... because I'm going to have another occupant to live with me here."

"H-huh?"

"I told you that you'll come with me here in States, so ofcourse I couldn't just leave you not having any place to stay.", you shrugged.

"But, YN... you could just help me find an apartment or-"

"Why, Mina? You don't want to be with me?", you playfully cooed, acting sulkily as you pouted and glared at her.

She got alarmed thinking it might have offended or hurted you.

"E-ehh? N-no that's not what I meant, YN okay? Ofcourse I want to be with you."

"Then it's settled, you're going to live here with me. As long as you want. No buts. No ifs. I already told you, I'm going to help you. I don't accept any repays. All you have to do is take it.", you sniggered.

"Well, would I still pay for the rent?"

"Again, this house is not just mine now but yours, Mina."

Mina sighed and scoffed at how overwhelming this is again for her. Imagine, this expensive and massive house not just for you... but for her now also.

"Alright, fine. I gladly take it, YN.", she smiled tenderly.

"Welcome, housemate.", you joked. Mina just lightly slapped you in the shoulder and giggled.

To give her atleast a better purpose while you're away and running the company although you actually wanted Mina to be part of it, you don't want a nepotism issue to scatter around the building that might reach the media and the higher up's attention which can ruin his company.

So, with an alternative way; you helped her instead to have her own business by giving her a cafe/bakery with the employees chosen by yourself through interviews after they tried applying for the said jobs.

All of these support and care that you have been giving on Mina coning from you kind-hearted and angelic personality has what made her to slowly develop likedness of a feeling for the man.

Her perspective of hers to you on being her friend gradually changed into someone that she admires, but she just kept her mouth silent about it; thinking that you might not like her back or so.

She still belittles herself that there's no other opportunity for you to get attracted with someone like her if she's not in the same level as your status and profile, including even maybe your ideal woman.

But despite of that, her crush on you still swells with her belief that you may be the most awesome person she has ever met in her life aside from her family that she thinks being a friend of yours isn't enough.

She wants to live and be with forever, cherish everything about you and return whatever you've done for her.

One day while she's on a work, assisting her workers around the bakery as she noticed that the place is getting even more recognizable to gain more customers; she received an incoming call from you.

"Ningning, serve this to Table 8 for a while please, I just have a call to take."

"Sure, unnie.", Ningning who is her one of the waiters in her cafe complied; picking up the tray full of orders to her hand.

Mina reached for her phone and swiped the screen, dragging her fingertips to the green button to answer your call.

"Hi Mina!", you cheerfully greeted. Mina grinned widely at your voice that easily uplifts her spirit everyday especially that she's liking you a lot these days.

"Oh, YN hi! Why did you call?", Mina responded.

"Uhh, I just wanted to tell you quick that you should close the shop early and let the employees go home and rest before nighttime."

"Why? Is there a serious or urgent matter?"

"No, no... I didn't meant to scare you it's just... I want to go out later tonight."

Mina got flushed at the idea of her spending time with you alone. It was too out of nowhere. She was just admiringly thinking of you a while ago and now, you even had to melt her heart more with your plan to share a moment with her again.

"It's been what- 3 days now that we barely see each other face to face around the house. The paperworks, partnerships, seminars everything in our company is affecting our closeness and it somehow irritates and worries me, you know. Are you disappointed in me, Mina?"

"No! W-wait, where did you get that?"

"I'm just overthinking I guess. That I'm being such a bad friend for not having fun together with you when we could have a chance to do so. Maybe the thought of me ignoring you crossed in your mind."

"YN, stop it. I'm not mad at you, okay? Ofcourse I get it and I know what I'll encounter ever since I joined you here in States and in your house that you'll be not that around for a lot because of the company you run.", Mina eased your negative insights down.

"Look at me, I'm also running a cafe here also by myself too. Don't say sorry to me, YN because it would rather just pain me taking it as if you're also apologizing that why you should've gave this all to me."

"O-ok ok, I'll stop now Mina!", you defended. "You know what, I'll just gonna pick you up there at 6. Sounds good?"

"Yup."

"Awesome, wear a nice dress okay? We'll go to one of my favorite places here in Miami."

"S-sure."

"Okay, see ya later, Mina! Bye!"

"Bye, YN! You too!", Mina said before the duration of the call ended. She got excited and touched that even after all these busy and hectic schedules, you still managed to think about her which she appreciated a lot.

Charging her phone into the outlets, she walked towards some of her employees positioned nearby at her in the counter for them to audibly hear her announcement sent by you.

"Guys! We'll wrapped this all up today at 5, you all can go home and enjoy the rest of the day early.", Mina said to the crew.

All of them darted their eyes at Mina who was startled at the attentions gathered all at once at those bright news she reported.

"Really, Ms. Myoui?!", the other waitress named Jiwoo asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I'm going out with somebody tonight so we can't continue our service if that's so.", Mina explained.

She noticed that their faces changes into a cunning, mischievous smirks and squinted eyes as they slowly stepped across Mina.

"Ohhh what did you just say, Ms. Myoui? Going out with somebody, hmm?", the cashier named Danielle teased her boss.

"Sounds like a date, right guys?", Wonyoung said, making everybody agree with her.

"YEAH!"

Mina can only gulp, all of them are testing her to admit more of what's behind those reasons.

"Is it YN oppa, Ms. Myoui?"

Mina only nodded and her obvious tight expression in her face being all crimson red from the amount of blood and heat rising from her cheeks.

The crew cooed and lets out a playful laugh at their boss.

"You can do it, unnie! That's what you want with him, so all you have to do is have fun!", Kazuha said.

"Tell oppa hi from us, please!", Jiwoo pleaded.

"I will, I will. Now go back to work and stop teasing or else I'll cut your salaries off", Mina pretended like a strict boss with her cold tone only to be broken fast with her adorable giggle that failed to terrify the teens and rather joined her act by fakely letting out some scared noises.

-FEW HOURS LATER-

"I'm here."

Mina saw your message and hurriedly locked and closed the front door as she made her trail to the staircases until she gets into the gate.

She opened it and as she exited, she saw you sitting inside your car parked in front of the garage as you rolled down the tinted window.

"You look elegant tonight, Mina.", you said with a short but effective heart shaker of a compliment for the woman.

"Thanks. I truly did prepared myself for this.", Mina said. You opened the door for her and allow her to enter.

"Where are we going, YN?"

"You'll see.", you smiled before rotating the steering wheel to control the car as you fueled up the engine to drive yourselves straight through the destination after less than an hour.

The speed of the car lessened, making Mina assume that you and her made it now to your preferred location to hangout with her.

You pulled the brake, stopping the car before you hopped out and opened the door for her.

Mina learned that you took her to a place called "Fairchild Tropical Botanical Garden" which is actually a great choice for both to balance ventilation, rest and funtime all at once at this spare time you both got for each other tonight.

It proved her even more when you paid the entrance fee to the guard before you brought Mina with you to stroll through the right path that will welcome the visitors to take clear sights of the green eco-friendly surroundings of the place.

"How this became your favorite place? Do you go here often?", Mina curiously asked.

"Yeah after my parents took me here during my college days.", you shared. "I don't know how I got became fond of being in the peaceful ambiance of the nature but... all I could tell was that in that day when I wandered around, I saw something that made these all add in my favourable things."

Mina stopped walking right at the exact time she sensed your shadow froze also in the ground.

She looked where you are staring at, and there it left her amazed at how gorgeous the bushes filled with colorful orchids placed almost inches away from you and her.

"Woah, look at those orchids YN!", her bubbly side appeared while pointing at those flowers.

"Exactly what I've been saying.", you smiled after hearing her reaction.

"Eh?"

"The orchids. When I saw those, it reminded me of you.", you looked at her.

"It was your favorite flower and it seems that it still is, I remember how much you bragged to me about it before when you showed up in my house having that on top of your hair like a decoration to your hairband.", you smiled as your reminisced that good old memory.

"And just like that, a glimpse of that orchids here in the garden became a part of the times where I would randomly think about you."

Mina stared as she remained listening at you.

"When you appeared in my mind, I developed another wish about you. I said to myself at that day that if only she's here with me, I wish she was seeing this and admire it more than I do, because she loves orchids so much.", you chuckled.

"Here I am tonight, I'm standing at the exact spot where I made that wish, and now that woman who I consider my bestfriend; is finally here with me, getting the opportunity to witness these with her own eyes."

You continued walking as you didn't mind Mina who nearly stunned at your statement; making her unmovable in her position.

Entering a wide, open space where the only path leads to a massive low-walled stone well with its water has leaves floating atop of it.

Beside the path is a series of trees standing tall, waving slowly to the splash of the breezy night air; contributing to the fresher quality of it for you and Mina to breathe in relaxation.

You took a time off from walking, as well as Mina following you from behind.

"This place is beautiful, yeah?", you said while travelling your sight around at the portion of the garden.

"That word isn't enough to describe everything about this place, YN.", Mina said. "No wonder why you fell in love in this place."

Both of you fell into a complete silence as she took her time to watch how pleasing the view around her while you on the other hand is preparing yourself to speak from what your mind is currently reserved to consume even before you invited Mina with you tonight.

"Mina.", you called her name. She looked back at you.

"Yes, YN?"

"I'm sorry."

Her eyebrows knitted puzzledly, clueless on why did you just suddenly apologized to her. "For what? You haven't done anything to anger me, YN."

"I know it's just... this just bothers me which I thought I still deserve to make an apology for you."

"Have I given you too much, Mina? These all the help that I did for you, it worries you a lot isn't it?"

Mina sighed. "To be honest, I appreciate everything you did for me and it's not that I'm offending you but... I just couldn't accept it all you know."

"You don't forcefully have me taking it all, I get it but... I want you to understand YN that you don't have to be selfless all the time for me. Just to let you know, I'm contented enough that I'm already fine when I have you on my side unlike before."

"I'm just so worried that you're risking your wealth to provide me everything you want for me to gain. I don't want myself to look like a burden to you, YN."

"But that doesn't make me mad at all, I don't have the rights. Aside from that, I just want to say thank you again, YN.", Mina said as she gripped your arm and squeezed it firmly along with her cute gummy smile.

You nodded understandably on Mina's point.

Holding her hand, you unlocked it from being attached and wrapped around your skin as you caressed the top with your thumb.

"I am now aware at how you perceived my kind deeds dedicated all for you, but just so you know I never think of you as a burden that I would heavily carry with me around wherever I go.

I poured a lot of effort to assist and support you through everything, Mina and I wanted it to happen.", you enlightened your actions to her.

"Because... there was this another reason of mine behind it that encouraged me more to pick you up when you were down, Mina.", you said to her solemnly.

You hitched a breath before your eyes directed back at Mina, who is anticipatingly waiting at the next you were wanting to say to her.

"YN, are you o-"

Mina didn't got to finish her sentence when she felt a weight pressing on her lips.

She knew what it was, and she has her eyes wide open piercingly staring at your face leaning super close to hers.

Her mind and senses got blank when she realized that you just kissed her straight without even further alert.

All of her imaginations about you run wild in her mind that driven her to cooperate with the way your tongue and lips swayed and clashed at each other.

Setting apart yourselves from each other, creating a gap and build this surreal feeling that you passed through her allowed you to take the opportunity to say something while Mina still stared at you deeply.

"I love you, Mina. That's why i'm doing it all.", not only you made the first move to kiss but also to finally confess your feelings dedicated to the only woman capable of creating this sensation for you to embrace.

A little recap, earlier in the afternoon you were having a lunch with your group of friends when all of them just informed you that they were coincidentally liked back by their love interests.

As the only one who remained single from them, they found it hilarious at first before they comforted you and urged you to confess your feelings at Mina when you shared to them about her so that you can be one of them.

They warned you first about the danger which you easily understood, but then after all the process in your thought it had you believe and agree that it's been put on hold for a long time now and you admitted that you can't just let it a secret for a longer period of time now that she's here again with you.

That led you to the idea of calling Mina and inviting her in your leisure time at the garden for two agendas: one is to catch up with her for being too busy and second is to express what you truly feel for your little penguin.

"I never had any chance to show you what can I do or tell you how much I love you more than just a friend because... our fate separated us from each other in a decade.", you said to her.

"Y-you... liked me since-"

"Yeah. I had a crush on you way back when we were kids, Mina.", you said, eyes forming pool of tears distracting your sight.

"When you returned and I met you again, I admit that I know I tend to get so insecure but I didn't cared about it anymore, not wasting more time to use this as my opportunity to finally make you feel how you make me feel."

Mina got brought along with the intensity of the emotions clouding both of you because of your sad revelation, droplets of tears crashed down in her cheek.

"From how she cuddled me when we feel asleep in our picnic before that started my crush on her until I found her again at the stinky alleyway as the girl wearing a broken smile and dealt a sorrowful story; all I ever said to myself is the same thing and it doesn't surprises me that it never changed.

Your hand cupped her cheek. Mina squeezes her eyes shut at your warm touch.

"She will be loved. It has grown into a responsibility I should never abandon because she needs it.", you whisperedly said to her. "It's you. You needto be loved, Mina. All I ever only need in return is for you to let me be. I just want to you make the happiest girl in the whole world because of me."

Mina proceeded to cry harder as she absorbed all of your heartwarming message to her.

She held your hand and pressed it on her forehead, grasping it tightly. You even felt it shivering, so you immediately had her again wrapped in a comforting hug to ride down her emotions.

"I- I love you too YN.", Mina said, choking a bit as she tries to stop her stutters interrupt her pronounciation too irritatingly.

You on the other hand, just let her take her time well while you smiled in delight at the assurance and confirmation now that atleast you know that she also wants to share the same love with you. "Y-you do?" "Trust me, I do feel the same as you b-but...

How could you still stand to love me? This is something I- I don't deserve at all, YN. L-look at us, we're not alike. You are a incredible, successful man who lived his dreams to the fullest while me-"

"Mina, stop."

"-i'm just nothing, I'm a pathetic young adult who never achieved my own dreams, never had a job or a wonderful life to live in because I became dumb, arrogant and oblivious, choosing someone I thought that would be best for me than my family but only had me abused over and over again-"

"Mina, please stop-"

"That's why I'm telling you that I'm not the right one for you-"

"MINA, I SAID ENOUGH!", you finally bursted out in frustration not directly at Mina; but to these ridiculous and horrible words she's stating to you.

"Mina, look at me. Don't you dare say those lies like that to yourself ever again, you hear me?", you said to her; trying to chase her gaze as she luring it away from you in embarassment.

"How many times do I have to remind you over and over again that you have to let go and moved on from that. That's not what I see through you, Mina. You don't have to worry about any of it because I'm proving any of it wrong and what matters the most is you are now safe, Mina."

"Just because somebody didn't treated you right that means it loses the value of what you are. Every people are different and I'm not like him, Mina. To me, your worth is so high that it can't be measured.", you sweared to her with your persuading tone.

"I don't care about any of it. My thoughts and views about you was never ruined even after what that bastard did to you. In my eyes, you are an awesome warrior who courageously endured all the pain and suffering from the abuse you faced.

"For me, you are still the same little girl I had a crush with and up until now that I told her how I feel, my love for her will always stay."

Mina gulped harder, sighed deeply and stared at you lovingly.

She hugged you again, her side profile laid down neatly on your shoulder as her chin nuzzled on your neck, her arms encircled around your waist.

Sniffing out her sobs, she weakly said something closer to your ears.

"I'm s-sorry... YN. Sorry. I shouldn't have said it..."

You rubbed her back gently. "No worries, Mina. I just want you to know that you won't gonna suffer again like what he did to you. You have me, okay? There's nothing to be afraid for. I have you under my care and we got each other backs from now on."

Mina kissed your cheek then compacted your cheeks with her palms as she transferred on your lips before pressing her forehead on yours.

You continued stroking the smooth texture of her arms to calm her down.

"I love you so much YN. Thank you for entering my life again with all these blessings you have for me.

"I love you too, Mina.", you said to her sincerely before both fell silent at such wholesome moment. At last, you won the heart of the woman who influenced you to consider this garden in which both of you are in also; as your favorite place. Now you'll love it even more to visit here with her next time. A month later, you joined Mina to visit her parents back in Japan after she suggested it to you, to apologize and beg forgiveness atleast for not reaching out to them for the past months.

They informed anything, starting with the abusive relationship Mina had that prevented her for being in touch with her family, her meeting you again and how you helped her.

The Myouis didn't think twice to give the blessing to them when you and Mina announced your relationship with their daughter now being your girlfriend and you as the boyfriend before the parents thanked you a lot, wishing that he would continue not hurting their precious daughter which he sweared he won't.

You let the family have their time alone by deeply apologizing for one another at their mistakes before both talked a lot more at some other topics, mostly about checking up at each other's lives.

Following the 3-day break you have in the company, you stayed for a while at Mina's house where both revisited all those places where you shared memories you shared with her in your beloved hometown of Kobe.

-5 YEARS LATER-

In the midst of midnight, a sound of baby wailing echoed around.

You who is signing the paperworks you brought with you from the office heard it and unhesitantly left your task in your desk.

Rising up from your seat, you quickly ran out to your own private office in your house to approach the crib where the baby is wiggling its tiny arms and legs as it cried louder.

You lifted it up slowly and cradled it in your arms as you stared at it while you sang a lullaby until it calmed down and stopped crying.

Leaving a kiss on its head, you carefully laid it back on its comfy crib and walked away.

You were about to pass the bedroom but then you saw the activated laptop on the desk, with nobody even using it.

Peeking through the door, there you found the one who's responsible for leaving it that way.

Your wife, Mina wearing a couple pajamas with the same design as yours is seen standing alone at the balcony.

Making your step towards her, you stood behind and made her escape a gasp as it transformed later to a smile at your sudden backhug.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?", you asked her before inhaling her magnificent smell brought by her perfume.

"I should be asking to same to you.", Mina said, tracing your fingers on her belly.

"Don't mind me, well I got too much documents to assemble and it's a heavier task than you only reviewing a file you received from your manager earlier.", you explained, which unables Mina to fight back because you definitely won with your defense.

"I'm just not tired yet.", she whined. "Is Akihiro back to sleep now?"

"Yeah, he is.", you said. "Good thing Hiroyuki didn't woke up from that."

Mina chuckled when you referred to your 4 years old second son who is sleeping peacefully on his own room.

Both didn't talked and looked around at the quiet and dim litted neighborhood in your subdivision.

You were about kiss her and return back in your office when Mina suddenly spoke.

"This still feels amazing to me. Getting married to you, becoming the new head of the manufacturing department in our company, raising two kids and having our families collaborating in their own business together is truly remarkable to me, YN.", she said with a joyful smile, enumerating all the new good things that occurred in her relationship with you. On the other hand, both you and her respective parents are the ones who are currently operating the restaurant, which merged with Mina's café that was passed down to her parents, and it is now continuing to expand on other countries all over the world with newly opened branches as part of its improvement with the financial and growth on the recognition it receives.

"You indeed gave me a perfect life to live in, I have everything I cherish all at once; and it was all made possible because of you, my love. Thank you so much again, YN.", she tilted her body and reciprocated your embrace.

You kissed the crown of her head before placing your jaw as you enveloped her further in your body. "Always welcome, everything for my Minari."

"As I said before, loving and taking care of you is a part of my responsibility to do especially that I'm your husband and now that I'm also standing as the father of our family, to our two little kiddos.", you added.

Mina hummed in satisfication, without any regrets within her that she picked a magnificent man in the shape of you to be her lover tied in each other's own wedding wow.

"Love you, Y/EN."

"Love you too, Sharon."

You kissed her again passionately, placing your hand at the back of her head.

Spinning her around, you faced her away from you as her back leaning in your front.

You sneakily inserted your hand inside the top of her pajama, cupping her breast encased in her black bra and massaged it gently.

She whimpered at your touch before it intensified in a moan when your other hand landed in her set of well packed abs.

"Say, you weren't sleepy yet right babe?", your voice deepened as you said it on her ear.

"I just found my rest, how about I help you with your problem then?", you smirked as you felt her hand stacking your hand squeezing her soft breast. "It's been a while since I had an access around your body like this, hmm?

She lets go, turning herself around and aggressively pushed you back inside the bedroom, crashing you down to the cushion and sheets of your queen sized bed you share with her.

She crawled faster and straddled you, her pinning you as the top and you as the submissive bottom as she began grinding on your crotch with her hands planted on your chest.

You realized that you mentioned her English name that triggered her to shift her entire aura to strike back at you. These days, she uses her Sharon name as her other wild personality when comes to your heated, sex life with her.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go on, use me however you want, ravage my body until both of us get drained and can't take it anymore. Fucking do it to me.", she bit her lower lip and swayed her messy straight hair distracting her seductress face as she daringly challenged you

"With pleasure, Miss Myoui.", you smirked.

She kissed you again sloppily and there it started your another heated night with your wife as you showed to her how she will be loved again through your intimacy, not caring about the work they'll have later in the noon.

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Best Gift Ever | Carlos De Vil

Song: All I Want For Christmas Is You | Mariah Carey

Author’s Note: I got this request 3 years ago and here it is finally.

"It's not that I don't believe you but..." You trailed off, rubbing your face tiredly. "You think we don't know who our best friend has a crush on." Mal raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. You flushed, a bit embarrassed. They didn't have a reason to lie, you supposed.

According to her and Evie, Carlos had the biggest crush on you and they were more than delighted to see that you felt the same. "You should tell him." Evie spoke softly to you, rubbing your arm comfortingly. "Yeah. And then we can count you as his Christmas present." Mal snickered.

Your heart felt like it was going to blow up and the butterflies in your stomach were rioting but nonetheless, you were all smiles and red, warm cheeks. “I want it to be special.” You declared. This was the first Christmas the VKs had spent in Auradon and they had all be amazed and wonderstruck by the festivities in some way or another.

You had heard only bits and snippets of their childhood on the Isle and from what you understood, Carlos had it the very worst. This broke your heart and you wanted to make him feel as loved and wanted to make up for all the years missed out on.

“Just call him on Christmas and tell him to meet you. And to get the point across, wear a bow. Just a bow.” Mal cackled as Evie smacked her shoulder. “Stop! He would faint.” Evie giggled.

As Mal and Evie continued with their shenanigans, you racked your brain for ideas when it hit you. Next week was the yearly Christmas fundraiser put on by Auradon Prep. Any talent was welcome and encouraged to join.

“Guys!” Evie and Mal went quiet. Your eyes were filled with excitement and determination. “I’m gonna sing a song for him. At the show.” You nodded, becoming more and more excited at the idea.

Evie gasped. “And I can make you a special outfit! He won’t be able to keep his eyes off of you!” She squealed, quickly pulling out a sewing tape measure. “As long as he waits to put his hands on you until later.” Mal snickered, leaning against the wall.

You smiled, allowing Evie to begin taking your measurements. You knew exactly what to sing.

---

That was last week and you would never be able to repay Evie. She had put all other projects on hold, sewing your dress and making sure that it was perfect. And boy, you felt perfect.

You focused on taking deep calming breaths, not even watching the talent going on stage before you. “(Y/N)!” Mal whispered, coming from the stairs that led to the audience, Evie right on her heels. “Ooh girl! You look so good!” Evie praised even though she had seen you everyday for the last week.

Evie had sewn you a red dress that hugged your body in the right ways and stopped mid thigh. It was off the shoulder with sleeves that covered above your elbow to your wrist and a classic fuzzy white trim on the top of the bodice. It screamed sexy Christmas.

“We got him here, right there.” Mal pointed through the curtains, leading you to peak through the folds, quickly spotting the familiar white haired boy in the audience next to Jay. Mal put her hand on your shoulder, grabbing your attention. “All we had to do was tell him you’re performing and he nearly knocked us over trying to get here.” She winked at you, making you flush and match your dress.

The sound of applause from the audience and Fairy Godmother on the mic, thanking the performer, made you all turn your heads. “Up next, (Y/N)!” Evie and Mal whispered good lucks behind you before darting back into the audience the way they came.

You smoothed down your dress and walked out onstage, nearly being blinded by the lights. You reached center stage and adjusted the mic stand to your height. Once ready, you took a shaky breath and nodded to the audio guy in the wings who began the track.

Gazing over the audience, you met Carlos’s eyes and held his gaze as your cue for the first verse came.

I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you

You sang loud and clear, carrying notes flawlessly all while holding eye contact with Carlos, desperately hoping your message would come across clearly.

Yeah I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need (and I) Don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree I don't need to hang my stocking there upon the fireplace Santa Claus won't make me happy with a toy on Christmas Day

The beat picked up and you got lost in the rhythm, allowing yourself to smile and sway to the beat. You broke eye contact with Carlos and focused on the rest of the crowd, putting every bit of emotion behind your performance.

I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you You, baby

You glanced at Carlos who was focused on you, cheeks flushed. You shot him a wink, flushing yourself as a smile spread across his face. In return, a wide victorious smile crossed yours.

You continued with the song, getting lost in the lyrics and emotions. So lost, in fact, you didn’t notice Mal, Evie, and Jay shoving their way through the crowd, dragging Carlos to where he would be right in front of the stage. He didn’t resist, not wanting to miss a single second of your song.

Soon the song was coming to an end and you met Carlos’s gaze again, him being closer than he was before. You took a leap of faith and pulled the mic off the stand and strutted to the end of the stage, easing yourself down gracefully.

You looked and met Carlos’s eyes again and suddenly felt more shy face to face.

All I want for Christmas (all I really want) is you, baby All I want (I want) for Christmas (all I really want) is you, baby

You were barely singing, your voice being carried softly by the mic. You stopped in front of Carlos as the music ended, the crowd clapping and whistling louder than before.

You squeaked as Carlos pulled you in for a tight but gentle hug. You hugged him back before pulling away and placing a hand on his jaw. “Merry Christmas, Carlos.” You murmured, feeling like you two were the only people in the world.

You closed your eyes and leaned in, his lips finally meeting yours. This gift for Carlos was also a gift to you.

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selineram3421 · 2 years

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Can i get a short fic on Alastor's future s/o confessing to him by singing Bad Romance by Lady Gaga (however the Halestorm cover) at like a Hotel event or something?

Sounds cute! I shall listen to the song while typing.

Serenata

Alastor X Punk Reader Oneshot

You were nervous.

Hell, nervous wasn't close to how you felt.

The Hotel was doing a kind of talent show, where anyone could come up and sing. Honestly, it was mostly for Charlie to sing to her hearts content, but Vaggie was hiding it as a way for more demons to try and stay at the hotel.

For some reason, your brain thought it'd be a good idea to sign up and dedicate a song to your long time crush.

Yeah! This will totally be fine and not humiliate you in front of possibly a hundred demons or so.

God, you wanted to wring the neck of your past self. Running a hand down your face, you sigh and shake your head side to side to rid the nerves.

Suck it up! You can't back out now.

Peaking out the curtains, you look out into the audience and find the demon you were looking for. Sitting in the-

The front row!?

Now you started pacing, pulling at the bottom of your shirt. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-", you repeated.

You heard the audience clap and cheer, signaling the end of one performance. Meaning that it'd be your turn after the next.

Shit-

"Hey! You're up after this demon, start getting ready and break a leg!", Charlie says with a smile and gives you a thumbs up before leaving.

Breaking a leg is so much easier.

"Fucking shit-Whatever! Just fake it! Fake it. Pretend that you have confidence for at least five minutes!", you tell yourself, flicking your fingers to physically shake off the nerves. "Fake it!"

Putting up a calm neutral face, you did a singing warm up in the "dressing room."

It was just a room full of costumes but it muffled out noise just fine. Once stepping out, you heard Charlie call your name.

"You're up!", she said happily.

You hoped everything would turn out alright, stepping out onto the stage.

Remember, the worst that could happen is being rejected. Gee, thanks brain.

Now in front of the mic, you realized how much you hated being the center of attention. "Let's get this party fucking started!", you hid your true feelings and solidified your front as the demons cheered, ready for you to start.

The lights turned on, red and white with a few lasers.

The music started, only giving you a second.

Want your bad romance

Whistles were heard when singing the first line.

I want your ugly, I want your disease

I want your everything as long as it's free

I want your love (I want your love)

You couldn't look at him, knowing it would just make you freeze up. But you promised yourself, just at a few parts, let it all out.

You know that I need you

I want it bad, a bad romance

Closing your eyes tight for a bit, you tilt your head down and open them, looking straight at him.

I want your love and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

The lights followed the speed of the song, flashing with red.

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh)

I want your love and all your lovers' revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Want your bad romance

You let it out and turned your head away, closing your eyes tight, a little afraid to see his reaction.

The crowd was loving it though, their shouts loud enough for you to hear.

I want your horror

I want your design

'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine

I want your love ( I want your love )

Love love love

I want your love ( I want your love, I want your love )

You decided to move around on stage, standing still wasn't the best when your heart feels like its going to burst.

You know that I want you, and you know that I need you

I want it bad, a bad romance

The white lights began flashing this time.

You took a breath and sang out the next part with the heart like before.

I want your love, and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

( Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh )

I want your love and all your love has revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught it a bad romance

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh!

Caught in a bad romance

Want your bad romance

You were nearing the last bit, and started to build up the courage to look at those red eyes again.

I want your love- I don't wanna be friends!

You looked at him again, finding his eyes wide as he stared back at you from the crowd.

Je veux ton amour

Et je veux ta revanche

Je veux ton amour

I don't wanna be friends ( I don't wanna be friends ) I don't wanna be friends ( I don't wanna be friends )

No I don't wanna be friends!

Want your bad romance ( Want your bad romance ) Want your bad romance!!

Silver confetti appeared out of nowhere, but you guessed it was probably Angel's doing.

You decided to hold your hand out as if telling the crowd to sing along to the next part.

I want your love, and I want your revenge

You and me could write a bad romance

Surprisingly they did, making the room filled with the pumped up concert energy. It continued till the end, cheering, clapping and whistles sounded out around the area.

You bowed, using the little bit of confidence you had left to not run off the stage. Walking off instead and through the back.

"That was amazing you little shit!", Angel greeted you with a hug. "You didn't tell me you knew how to sing!"

"The confetti was you wasn't it?", you said.

"Actually it was me and Charlie.", the spider demon corrected.

"Who did the lights? That was awesome.", you ask as he lets go.

"Vaggie.", he says with a shrug. "Didn't know they knew that."

You took a few steps back and rubbed your arm, giving a small smile. "I'ma head outside for a bit. Kinda warm."

"Yeah, ok. See you later!", Angel waves as you leave.

Shit shit shit shit shit-

You slammed the door to the roof open and groaned. "God! What was I thinking!? I mean, I did fine! The crowd cheering was the result of that-", you began to spill out your thoughts while walking in a circle.

The wind was cold and loud, but it was better than being in a stuffy room with sweaty demons. It was loud enough for you to not hear the roof door opening.

As you turned to do another round of circles, you bumped into someone's chest. "Oof-!"

"Careful darling.", hands were placed on your upper arms. "Wouldn't want you walking off the edge.", a familiar static-y voice says.

Oh fuck, abort-!

You look up to find the demon that holds your affections, Alastor.

"Hey..", you smile and do a small wave while you're screaming in your head.

"You did wonderfully! I didn't know you could sing, it was quite the surprise! I thoroughly enjoyed your performance.", he says, now holding your hands.

"Oh, thanks. I-I never really sing around others, not my favorite thing.", you say shyly with a shrug and look to the side.

"Oh? I wonder what gave you the courage to do so tonight.", he looks at you with a grin.

You feel your face heat up and let out a sigh.

Now or never.

"Um, Alastor?", you turn to look at him again.

The red dressed demon hums and tilts his head.

"The song I sang tonight.. It.. It was for you.", you quickly look down at the ground. "I've had feelings for you for the longest time and I sang just for you tonight! You were the only one I was singing for!", you closed your eyes tight, waiting for his response.

Oh god, I'm gonna die from this damn heart!

"Look at me.", he says softly, with his hands now holding your face and tilting your head up.

You open your eyes slowly, looking up at him. Heart racing, faster than when you were on stage.

He smiles, a really nice wide but soft smile.

Fuck, I wanna kiss him-Shut up brain!

"Je veux ton amour, et je veux ta revache, je veux ton amour~", he sings, leaning in.

You blush and feel your heart skip, eyes wide.

"I'd like to have a "bad romance", as you've sung earlier.", Alastor says, looking into your eyes. "May I kiss you?"

Hell yeah.

You nod, not trusting your voice.

His smile widens and he put his lips to yours, tilting his head to the side as he does so.

Holy fuck, it's happening. Everybody stay calm! What's the procedure? Stay fucking calm!

Your fingers twitch and you move your hands to place them over his, beginning to kiss back. He holds you closer, putting an arm around you and keeps one on your cheek. You adjust youself to get comfortable in his hold.

This was the best night you've ever had in Hell.

This song cover was great to listen to. Gave me punk rock vibes.

~Seline, the person.

ML for Alastor🎙

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readyforthegarden · 8 months

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Silver Springs - Part Five

Masterlist

Pairing: Sam Kiszka x Original Female Character

Synopsis: The year was 1976, the season was summer. The days were hot and the nights were hotter. Music was the best it had ever been, especially rock music. Sam Kiszka has been riding the high of being in one of the top bands on the scene, but when his bands tour is accompanied by another up-and-coming band, with a lead singer that gets on his very last nerve, will everything come crashing down or will they end up making music that changes the world?

Warnings: Smoking, drinking, drug use 18+ only, Minors DNI

A/N: This one (and the next one) are for my Sammy Nation besties. I love you guys so much and I'm so thankful for all the love and support you have given me and my fics!

WC: 2152

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They were in Chicago now, only a few days before they were set to be back home in Nashville. Josh and Harlow had been working on a few songs together, and the former insisted on workshopping them during soundcheck, to make sure they were going to be ready and in the right headspace when it came to the studio time. Unfortunately, Sam was nitpicking everything he could.

“It’s an A-flat, Harlow.” Sam snapped, aggravatedly pressing down on the key on his piano multiple times, huffing into the microphone.

“I’m singing A-flat, Sam.” Harlow replied, just as annoyed.

“You’re not, you’re going sharp.” he replied, again pressing the key and vocalizing with it. “You’re supposed to be here.”

“I am!” Harlow growled, her fists curling into her palm on one hand, the other tightening around the mic.

“Maybe in whatever dream world you live in you are,” Sam rolled his eyes. “But to everyone else in the real world, you’re sharp.”

“Come over here and let me find something sharp to shove up your fuckin’ ass!” Harlow began storming over to Sam’s piano bench when Josh grabbed her arm, tugging her back.

“Let’s take a break from this,” he suggested. “Harlow, thank you for your time, we’ll finish this later, okay?” Harlow nodded, shooting a glare over her shoulder at Sam, who merely waved his fingers with a smarmy smirk as she put Jake’s mic back in his stand and walked off stage. Sam sighed, moving from his bench and picking up his bass, sliding the strap over his shoulder.

“You can’t keep being like this, man.” Josh came over, glaring up at Sam. The youngest rolled his eyes, brushing a hand through his hair, but Josh grabbed his forearm, tugging it away and demanding his attention. “I mean it, Sam. We’re working with her whether you like it or not. She’s a part of this process, whether you like it or not. Being a dick is not going to change that.”

Sam had only seen this side of Josh a few times, when something wasn’t going his way. Josh had always had a quiet anger about him, one that stewed and boiled and built until he was throwing mic stands or kicking in an amplifier screen. Sam regarded his eldest brother carefully, seeing the storm swirling in his dark brown eyes, knowing if he pushed it it would possibly end up with his piano set on fire.

“Tonight after the show we’re all going out to a club, the label is throwing us a party for how well the new album is doing, along with this tour.” Josh told him. “There will be a few execs there, and I swear to god if you show your ass in front of them, all over whatever imaginary feud you have going on with that girl, I’ll make sure she gets that sharp object, do you understand me?”

“Yes.” Sam answered firmly. Josh let his glare linger a few moments more before letting go of Sam’s arm and turning away, going back to his position at the center stage mic. “Let’s run through The Falling Sky.”

The show was tense that night, there was hardly any banter between brothers on the stage. Josh delivered his usual speeches and was jovial to the crowd, but the show was the sole focus, getting off stage a few minutes earlier than they normally did.

After changing and riding to the club their party was being held at, Sam settled himself at the bar, ordering a tequila soda and instructing the bartender to make sure he was never without a drink. Once the first one got him loose, he decided to mingle around the party, shaking hands and schmoozing with the execs that had flown in just to kiss their asses.

He glanced around the party, looking for a break from his current conversation partner, a man who couldn’t shut up about how he knew all along Greta Van Fleet was going to make it, from the first moment he heard them, yada yada yada. Sam’s eyes caught something shining in the dim lights, and strained to try and see more.

Like a parting sea, other people moved out of the line of sight to reveal Harlow, wearing a smooth silk jumpsuit, tight to her waist but the pant legs billowing out, almost forming a dress. She was taller than before, wearing a pair of matching platform heels, and her hair was adorned with a small crown of baby breath, likely fashioned on the way to the party after being pilfered from one of the arrangements at the hotel lobby. She turned to greet someone as they walked up, and Sam felt his chest tighten. The neckline of her jumpsuit traveled in a ‘v’ almost down to her navel, and the straps around her shoulders were so thin he wasn’t sure how the were staying up, how everything was staying covered.

Josh stood next to her, and Sam rolled his eyes. Of course he’d be there, hand on her back again as he spoke to the label execs in front of them, then leaning into Harlow as if he were telling her a secret. Sam felt his blood boil at how comfortable they looked together, how his brother could fall for her games so easily. How he was guiding her through the party and stuck to her like a magnet.

“There’s our next big star!” the man finally broke out of his long-winded spiel about Sam’s own band and gestured to Harlow. “Harlow, darling, come over here!” Harlow turned her head with a smile at the call of her name. Sam sucked in a quick breath as he took in the rest of her appearance while she walked over. Her confident strut made the wide legs of her pants billow out, seeming like she was dancing over to them. Her eyelids were adorned with a hazy purple shadow, and a thick line of eyeliner, thinning out at the edges into a cat like point. Her hazel eyes were popping with the greens and golds under the lights with the purple shadow.

“Hello Mr. Johnson, how are you?” Harlow greeted, shaking the execs hand. She turned to Sam, and her smile fell slightly, but she kept it plastered on nonetheless. “Sam, good to see you.”

“Yeah, you too.” Sam sniffed, taking a sip of his drink to avoid any more pleasantries.

“How are you enjoying your first big tour, Harlow?” the exec asked, staring intently at the starlet. “It must be a big departure playing these arenas after playing dives and clubs.”

“It’s definitely different.” Harlow agreed, taking a flute of champagne from a passing by waitress’ tray. She took a small sip before continuing. “We’re incredibly lucky to be touring with a band like Sam’s, they’ve all been so gracious in showing us the ropes.”

“That’s what we like to hear,” Mr. Johnson grinned a large, toothy grin that seemed insincere. “This label is like one big family, and we like to keep it that way.”

“I’m sure once Harlow writes a decent song or two, their band will take off and won’t need us to babysit them anymore.” Sam smirked, glancing down at Harlow, whose cheeks began to redden at his comment.

“Well, everyone has an opinion these days,” Harlow tried to laugh off Sam’s contemptuous words, but he continued.

“Everyone has an opinion yes, but I’m stating facts.” he smiled, blinking between Harlow and Mr. Johnson, who now looked like he was trying to find an emergency exit to this conversation.

“Sadly, Sam, you’ve had a few drinks tonight, and no one will be able to find you credible.” Harlow retorted through a charming smile. “Now maybe if you took the time to learn more than a few bass bars, you wouldn’t feel so insecure about your own songwriting.”

Sam downed the rest of his drink, sticking his tongue in his cheek before turning towards Mr. Johnson.

“Excuse us for a moment, would you?” Sam gave him a fake smile and grabbed Harlow’s wrist, pulling her roughly through the party. Past the rest of the execs, his own brothers, including Danny, who curiously tried to see what was going on. Sam pulled her through the kitchen, tugging her along around the servers who were scattering with trays of drinks and hor’devours, trying not to drop them as the two musicians stormed through. He could hear Harlow’s heels clacking against the tiles quickly, taking as many steps as she could to keep up with his long stride.

He finally burst through the back door of the club, the alleyway lit by two orange hued bulbs by the door and a streetlight a few feet away on the sidewalk. The night air was cool, compared to the warmth of all the bodies packed into the club. The heavy metal door slammed shut behind them, and it felt like the bell starting a boxing match.

“What is it, Sam?” Harlow let out an angry laugh, ripping her arm from his grip. She took a few steps back from him, gesturing to the tense air around them. “What is it that makes you hate me so badly? Hm? The fact you were wrong about me? The fact that against anything you said to me, I still made it?”

“God you’re so infuriating!” Sam cried, throwing his own hands up in the air. “Maybe you’re the one that hates me! Did you think of that?” Harlow scoffed, turning and waving her hand at Sam dismissively. “No, I really think it’s you, you hate me because I remember all about plain little Brandy Lawson. The sad, pathetic songwriter that asked me to read her shitty songs in the parking lot a year ago.”

“Shitty songs that got me on a tour as your opening act.” Harlow glared at Sam, who just shrugged, feeling victorious from his jab. “Josh doesn’t think my songs are shitty. In fact he’s asked to use some of them for your next album.”

“Over my dead body will your music be on our album.” Sam seethed through grit teeth. Harlow’s eyes sparked, noting the rise that got out of Sam. She stepped closer, licking her lips as she loaded the ammo into her cocked verbal gun.

“Oh Sam, it’s already been voted on. My name is going in the liner notes,” she smirked, her voice a teasing, mocking tone as he clenched his jaw. Sam looked down his nose at her, watching her blink back up at him through her long lashes. “My name is going right next to yours, I can’t wait to see it. It’s going to make you hate me so much more.”

Sam wasn’t sure what happened, or how, but suddenly he was conscious of grabbing Harlow’s face in his hands and crushing her lips to his, her hands gripping his waist as he walked her back, pressing her into the brick wall of the club. They could both hear the fragile silk of her outfit catching against the bricks, snagging the delicate threads, but neither cared to inspect the damage. His fingers threaded into her hair and his knee slotted between her legs, pressing his body into hers and earning the most delicious moan he’d ever tasted as he continued kissing her. He felt every ounce of feeling, annoyance, irritation, everything pouring out of himself as their lips moved together, as his tongue lapped over hers.

He could feel her chest heaving against his, from the surprise of the kiss and movements, and he smirked when he felt her subconsciously grind down on his thigh that was pressing between her legs to keep her between him and the wall. He could feel her nails digging into his skin through his cotton button down, and he pulled back, waiting for her to open her eyes before speaking, keeping intense eye contact with her.

“I never said I hated you,” he murmured softly, before pulling out of her grasp and walking back to the club, leaving the young woman panting to catch her breath against the wall by herself.

He caught a taxi back to the hotel, leaving the party early, letting Danny know he was done with the crowd and had a headache. Sam once again, took the stairs to his room, trying to work out what he had done. He kissed Harlow. He kissed Harlow and it felt like everything he thought about her was wrong from the start. Once in his room, he began pacing in the light of the lamp he had left on.

He could still feel a tingle on his lips, and thinking again of how he kissed her and she kissed him back made his stomach flip. He ran his hand through his hair and continued pacing, only stopping when there was a knock on his door. Assuming it was Danny checking up on him, he moved to the door, unlocking it and pulling it open.

Danny wasn’t there.

Instead, it was Harlow.

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crimson-calligraphyx · 8 months

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A/N: this chapter is a bit of a filler. sorry 😬

As I stood against the barricade, surrounded by hundreds of other people, my body was buzzing with anticipation of seeing the guys perform—or maybe it was the bass of the speakers playing music during intermission, I don't know. Either way, I was excited for this moment.

It dawned on me that after three-plus years of knowing the guys, this is the first time that I would be seeing them play somewhere other than when they practiced at home, which was just ludicrous. Noah didn't seem bothered by it, though, having never asked why I hadn't gone to any of their shows.

The lights suddenly go out and the crowd erupts as Folio makes his way across the back of the stage. He stands behind his drum set, waving his sticks and shouting, trying his best to hype up the crowd. He sits as Jolly saunters out to the right of the stage, stopping short and scanning the sea of people. He holds his hands out at waist height, palms up, folding his fingers to his palms, beckoning the crowd to cheer. And they do.

Everyone was already riled up as Nicholas took the left side of the stage, and yet the room still got louder the second Noah stepped onto the stage, front and center. He grips the mic on the stand with both hands, his eyes shut as the opening beat to their recently dropped single “THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND” vibrates through the building.

I was entranced by him more so than usual, feeling his words, feeling their music encase me as it filled the room. He sang so angelically and moved with such grace as the glow of the stage lights danced off his toned arms, drawing me in. The man in front of me was perfect in every way, shape, and form—at this very moment, I almost couldn’t believe that he was my husband.

We locked eyes as he crouched on the risers and leaned towards the crowd, the words coming out of his mouth causing heat to rise to my cheeks.

I miss the way you say my name The way you bend, the way you break Your makeup running down your face The way you fuck, the way you taste

He smirks as he says them and flashes me a wink, then crosses to the other side of the stage to carry on with his performance. I’m left with a tingle settling low in my stomach, being reminded of the way he held me against those tiled walls and fucked me senseless not even two hours ago. I’m left with the burning desire of doing it again, and again, and again—fuck, the way this man had this type of effect on me by simply looking at me was absurd.

“Oh my God, did you see that?! He winked at me!” The girl next to me started gushing to her friend, and I couldn’t help the snort that came out of me, paired with a shake of my head—if only she knew. I let her have her moment of screaming her head off, knowing that I'm the one who gets to go home to him. I'm his, and he made that abundantly clear with not only his actions but the ring on my finger.

I soaked in the performance as it went on, completely blown away by how he was able to manipulate the crowd. He was comfortable and confident in every move he made, and it was very evident by the smile he had on his face, just enjoying the moment for what it was. I loved seeing him like this; he's come a long way, and I was so very proud of him.

And I made that clear when I went back to the green room after the show, practically throwing myself on Noah. He was drenched in sweat, but it didn't stop me from wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. I felt his lips curl into a smile, hearing the chuckle emanate from his throat as he embraced me.

"I take it you enjoyed the show?" he asks, his chocolate eyes glimmering as he gazed at me. "I loved it. You guys were amazing—I'm so proud of you, so proud of the guys." I grinned at him, "Y'all worked so hard to be where you are now, and it's paid off. Did you hear the way the crowd screamed over you guys?" He chuckles bashfully, rubbing my back with gratitude. "Thank you, love. Couldn't have done it without all your support," he presses a kiss to my forehead, releasing his hold on me as the guys funneled into the room.

I congratulated them all, hugging them one by one and telling them how great they were. They all waved it off as nothing spectacular, except for Folio who flaunted about 'crushing it' with a flex of his arms. I rolled my eyes and pushed him on the shoulder playfully, laughing at him lightly.

When the guys decided to hit the showers, I took the time to order us pizza, knowing they were most likely starving. I grabbed a bottle of water and sunk into one of the couches with a huff, relieved I was able to sit. Even though I didn't do much, I still found myself exhausted, and my feet were killing me. I definitely should have worn something other than Vans, but it is what it is.

"Hey," Bryan plopped down next to me, holding his camera screen out towards me. "Look at this picture I got." I sat up, carefully taking his camera from him to get a better view of what he was showing me. At first, my eyes zeroed in on Noah, holding the mic with his gloved hand as he beamed down at the crowd. I grinned at how overjoyed he looked, just happy to see him happy, but as I scrutinized the photo further, I saw what he was smiling down at.

It was me.

Bryan had captured this picture at just the right angle where you could not only see Noah's smile but mine as well. It made my heart swell seeing that the expression of pure joy on his face was because of me. There was a whole sea of people before him, but he still had his attention on me. And even though I've seen that same look from him in person a million times before, it was such a surreal moment to see it captured on film. The look we gave each other was that of adoration, anyone could see that—even the blind.

"This is a great photo Bryan, thank you for showing me," I tell him, turning my attention to him with a smile plastered on my face. "It's what I do," he chuckles and bumps his shoulder into mine playfully, then brings his camera back into his possession. "I'll send you a digital copy when I can." I grinned at him in thanks.

Bryan and I later took the time to pack away whatever was left here in the green room, and by the time the guys got back from showering, the pizza had arrived. And just like I had assumed, they flocked right over to it and chowed down with appreciative smiles on their faces and beers in hand. When everyone's bellies were full, including my own, we headed to the bus where the guys took their time interacting with the fans. I went right onto the bus and sprawled out on the couch to relax until they came back onboard.

I had dozed off; the next thing that I knew, there was about 150 pounds of muscle and stupidity on top of me. "Folio, what the fuck?" I wheezed as he pushed the air straight out of my lungs, sitting on my torso. He leaned against the back of the couch, arms folded behind his head and legs up on the coffee table as he let out an exaggerated sigh. "Get off of me," I groaned, trying to lift my hips to shove him off. "Man, this couch is lumpy as fuck," he jokes, finally looking over at me. "Oh, hey Liv. Didn't see you there."

I huffed and stopped fighting his weight, accepting that this was what I had to deal with now. I heard the rest of the boys step onto the bus and turned my head towards them, silently begging them to get Folio off of me. Nicholas laughed with a shake of his head and kept walking towards the bunks. "Thanks for the help, dick!" I called out to him, and he replied with a sarcastic 'you're welcome'. I rolled my eyes, annoyed.

I thought for sure Jolly would have helped as he walked by, but he only stopped briefly with a smirk on his face. He then heads to the mini fridge and returns with a beer for Folio, making him settle even further on top of me as he leisurely sipped at his drink. "You guys suck," I grumbled. Jolly snorted, "I'm sorry, Oliv. I had to." He then holds his hand out towards Folio, which took me by surprise when he accepted it and stood up.

I sat up quickly when I saw Noah make his way over to me with a smirk on his face. "Oh, no, not happening," I chuckled. I just knew he was thinking about doing the same thing. He laughs, sitting down next to me and threw his arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his chest. "I'll be on top of you later," he murmurs, amusement heavy in his tone, and kisses the top of my head. I smacked his chest lightly and chuckled, "That's enough out of you." "Yes, ma'am." He rubs my shoulder as I leaned further into him.

The night continued with them nearly getting into fistfights over Mario Kart, which resulted in me stepping in occasionally when one of them would throw a hissy fit and stomp away.

Of course, with me being sober while they were all tipsy, I smoked their asses with a proud smile on my face, laughing when they'd whine and tell me I was cheating. Eventually, they walked away one by one, grabbing yet another drink and a slice of cold pizza to eat in defeat. I teased them, calling them sore losers before grabbing a slice of my own to eat with them. I debated on snagging a beer for myself, but thought better of it.

What started as us having a second dinner quickly turned into the guys making bets on who could eat a slice and chug a beer the fastest. I shook my head at them and laughed when they literally threw money down, and took a seat on the couch, watching the madness unfold. These guys could turn anything into a competition.

Noah, Nicholas, and Jolly were all $100 poorer, and Folio was $300 richer having beaten the rest of them in their silly contest. I was enjoying the entertainment they were providing until Folio made his way over to me and pulled me off the couch, handing me a beer. I froze, staring at the Modelo in my hand. I could feel the apprehension creep in with each second that passed, my mind flip-flopping between whether or not I should ruin the few weeks of sobriety that I had. I wanted so badly to crack it open and join in on the fun, but I couldn't—I had to do better for Noah, for myself.

With a shake of my head, I politely gave it back to him. "Thanks, but I'm good," I tell him, tacking on a fake smile. "Oh, come on Liv. Have some fun with us!" He opens the beer practically in my face, once again shoving it into my hands. "Seriously, Nick, I'm good," I barked.

Apprehension was slowly turning into anger. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down by telling myself it was just a drunken stupor; he wouldn't do this if he wasn't drinking as much as he had been.

"Don't be such a party pooper, Liv—" "Fuck off, Folio," I snapped, aggressively shoving the can against his chest, sending its contents all over him. "I told you I'm good." With that, I stormed off the bus to head back to the hotel that Noah booked for us earlier.

I didn't make it very far; Noah ran after me, grabbing my shoulder gently to stop me. I huffed and turned around, burying my face into his chest while he wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sorry Folio did that," he says quietly, rubbing my back. "That was completely uncalled for. Are you okay?" Trying my best to calm myself, I took a deep breath and nodded against his chest, tears of frustration burning my eyes. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears from the anger still coursing through my veins.

"Can we go back to the hotel?" I muttered into his shirt after a few minutes of silence. "Of course, love." He kisses me on the top of my head, "Let's go." I picked my head up and kissed him on his chin, a soft smile curling on his lips. He takes my hand in his and gives it a reassuring squeeze, guiding me back to the hotel.

When we got back to our room, I immediately stripped out of my clothes, leaving just the shirt on to sleep in. He chuckles when I burrow into the blankets and stood by the bed, extending his hand. "What?" I furrowed my brows. "You didn't take your makeup off or brush your teeth." I rolled my eyes, "I don't care. I just wanna go to sleep, Noah." He sighs, taking my hands in his and pulling me into a sitting position. "Come on, I'll do it for you." I whined as he stood me up, but giggled shortly after when he spun me around and wrapped his arms around me, waddling us to the bathroom.

He effortlessly hoists me up by my hips, setting me on the counter before grabbing a makeup wipe. He gripped my chin gently to hold my head still as he began wiping my face clean, and I couldn't help but grin at the foolishness of the situation. When he was finished, he pressed his lips to my forehead and put me back down on the floor.

"You're too much," I chuckled, making my way back to the bed. He followed suit, immediately pulling me against him when we got under the covers. "Nothing is ever too much for you, Liv. Remember that." I sighed, throwing my leg over his side to get as close as I could. "Sometimes I just feel like I'm too much for you. Wouldn't it just... be so much easier to not have an alcoholic as a wife?" My voice quivers. "Olivia, why would you say something like that?" He says sternly, sounding offended.

The tears started to prickle in my eyes again, and I felt ashamed for who I was. I shoved my face into the crook of his neck, hiding so he wouldn't see the emotion on my face. "You wouldn't have to deal with my outbursts or any of the other shit I've done to you over the years." My throat was burning, trying not to cry. "I'm sorry for throwing the beer at Nick," I whimpered. "Look at me." I shake my head 'no', only for him to bring my face into his view. "You do not have to apologize for that, okay? He stepped out of line, and I'm going to have a conversation with him about it." I sniffled. "Does he...understand?" He sighed, "He does, he just got carried away."

I didn't know what else to say, but the shame I felt only continued to build. It was embarrassing knowing that everyone on that bus was aware of my addiction. How I reacted tonight was embarrassing. I can only imagine how embarrassing it must be for Noah to be married to me.

I didn't even realize I was crying until Noah brushed his thumbs under my eyes, hushing me, telling me there was no reason for me to be crying. I couldn't stop though, and kept apologizing about nothing specific—I kept spewing the words 'I'm sorry' over and over and over again.

"Olivia, stop. What are you so sorry about?" His voice was riddled with concern. "For being me," I whispered through my hysterics. I watched his face fall, his eyes darkening with sorrow. "Stop that," he shakes his head in bewilderment. "That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard you say. Why would be sorry for that, Olivia?" "I-I could be so much better than this, Noah. I could still be 3 years sober or even better than that. I could just, I don't know, not be an alcoholic," I scoffed at myself.

"Enough," he says sternly, repositioning so he could look down at me. He takes my face in his hands, his dark eyes staring intently into mine. "You don't understand just how incredible you are. You went through emotional abuse, you went through losing your father, you went through dropping everything and moving across the country with me, and you even started your own business. And on top of all that, you stayed sober." "But then I fucked it all up—" "Shh," he runs his thumbs delicately across the apples of my cheeks, soothing me. "Recovery isn’t linear, Liv. We've been through this. You. Are. Incredible," he reiterates, kissing me between each word. "And I am so fucking proud of you."

"I love you so much," I sputtered through a sob, tears spilling from my eyes as his words sunk in. "I don't know what I did to deserve you." "You were you," he smiles down at me and brushes my bangs back, kissing my forehead. "And I love you for being you."

|Chapter 10|

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xxsabitoxx · 2 years

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〈 Singer! Shinobu & her shy fan 〉inspired by @mxxstiq

She had her eye on you the moment her feet hit the stage. The same eyes you found to be utterly mesmerizing, a deep shade of amethyst that seems to sparkle like the crystal itself when she was under the spotlight. You did this because you loved her music, you adored the woman before you on stage, but you couldn’t stand the crowds. It wasn’t until entering the venue that you realized you may be in over your head, pushing the limits of your social anxiety to the absolute edge. Your friends assured you everything would be fine.

They were, unfortunately but not surprisingly, wrong.

The group behind you was far too rowdy, they hadn’t shut up once during her entire show and you were beginning to reach your breaking point when you were shoved harshly into the barricade for the tenth time. If it weren’t for the fact that Shinobu herself was less than five feet away from you on that stage, you probably would have given up and left. Maybe you were imagining it, but you could have sworn she kept glancing your way. That was the other thing keeping you glued to the floor…

A loud shriek sounded behind you as the singer made her way towards you again, your hands instinctively reaching to cover your ears. Your friend shot a glare behind you, the girl who had shrieked didn’t even notice. You felt tears burn your eyes, if it weren’t for the damn group behind you, you were sure you’d have had a way better experience. “I think we need to leave.” It pained you to choke out, especially knowing full and well the girls behind you would be happy to steal your place. Yet another shove was tugging at your final straw.

“Y/n… the concert is almost done. Don’t let them ruin this for you.” They made sure to direct part of that statement to the clueless group. They were right, you could tough it out a little longer, for Shinobu you were certain you could. You finally focused back up at the stage, heart skipping when you realized the woman was standing directly in front of you, a sweet smile on her face as your eyes locked.

Now you knew you weren’t imagining it, Shinobu, the Shinobu, was smiling at you. She never faltered as she continued to sing, a softer song from her discography, one of your favorites honestly. Her voice was steady as she moved into a crouching position, your heart leaping to your throat as you realized she was singing to you. The crowd around you seemed to silence as her hand reached out.

As the song reached a prolonged stretch of instrumental, she pulled the mic away from her lips. “Take my hand.” She spoke loud enough for you to hear, loud enough to stun the group behind you into blissful silence. You swallowed, heart rate spiking as you reached out a shaking hand. A guard caught on to what she was looking to do, rushing over to assist you across the barricade so you could properly take her hand in yours.

You could barely breathe, ears ringing loudly as Shinobu held onto you tightly. Your legs felt like jello, as if she tugged you any further you may make a fool of yourself by collapsing then and there. The song picked up again as she guided you back to the center of the stage, she sang effortlessly while staring at you as if you were the only person in that whole arena.

You could feel your embarrassment flooding your face all the way to the tips of your ears. Shinobu pulled you a little closer, her eyes remaining on yours as she began to sing the bridge, a soft yet playful squeeze of your hand nearly made your heart fly through your chest. You wanted to say so much to her, yet everything was caught in your throat. It’s not as if you could interrupt her anyways.

You’d just have to cherish these few, fleeting minutes.

You couldn’t tell how loud the crowd had gotten, your mind was tuning everyone and everything that wasn’t the woman before you, out. The last minute of the song seemed to last an eternity, much to your shock it was the dimming of the stage lights that snapped you back to your unimaginable reality. Shinobu was guiding you off stage with her, tossing the mic to someone as she pulled you away.

“I saw how uncomfortable that group was making you, I’m so sorry if they ruined your night.” Shinobu was talking to you, she was actually talking to you. “O-oh it’s a-alright you don’t n-need to ap-apologize.” You couldn’t even form a steady sentence, you were far too starstruck. “You’re cute.” Her soft laugh was enough to make you feel weak in the knees. “But no really, I hope they didn’t ruin your night. Could I maybe… get your name?”

The roles seemed to reverse as a small blush spread across the singer’s cheeks. “M-my name is y/n.” You realized your hand was still snuggly wrapped around hers. “Well, y/n. I know these last few minutes have probably been a whirlwind for you. So I’d like to give you this.” The item in question was a back stage pass. “You’ll wait for me, yeah?” Reluctantly, she let go of your hand. The brief break between songs was nearly over.

You nodded, uttering some sort of reassurance that you’d still be here when the show was over as she ran back over. You could hear the crowd roar as she reappeared, your feet moving on their own accord as you went to watch the rest of her show from a different angle. “To the friends of y/n…” you held in a gasp as she uttered turn name to a whole arena. “They are safe with me, I’ll see that they make it home before the sun rises.”

Her implications made your head spin, the crowd roaring to life just as the next song started. Shinobu’s laughter flowed freely through the mic, head turning to meet yours as she shot you a wink. Your arms wrapped around yourself protectively, a giddy grin creeping up your cheeks now that you could finally enjoy the show. Somewhere in the back of your mind you realized you had the rowdy group behind you to thank for getting Shinobu’s attention on you.

A/N eep it’s not super long or detailed but I wanted to write something cause I thought this scenario was cute :’)

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How Joohyung Got Scouted

🧷 this is how Eunha scouted Joohyung in 2014 when she took a trip in Daegu along with little more backstory into Joohyung’s life before joining BigHit

Author’s Note: it’s a pretty long chapter but I really love how it turned out. Thank you for reading my things guys 🫶

The whole purpose of this little trip to Daegu was to scout some new male trainees for BigHit. So of course Eunha went near the schools luckily for her there was a little festival being held right outside the school. Eunha stopped and went where all the older people were standing, maybe they’re parents or teachers. She quickly realized that every student that walked up on that stage was a girl, like every since one. Then it quickly hit that she was watching a school festival in a all girls school. “Well this isn’t the plan.” Eunha mumbled to herself.

BigHit strictly doesn’t want any female trainees ever since what happen when they had a girl group and it went down in flames. Currently they just want all boys to hopefully create another group that can be complementary to their current group ‘BTS’.

As Eunha was going to turn around to continue on her mission and no matter how cliché this is, Eunha stopped in literally 0.2 seconds and turned right around when she heard the student’s voice start singing. There stood little 15 year old Joohyung singing one of the hardest songs at that time which was ‘Chandelier’ by Sia. Eunha could tell Joohyung was nervous by the way she wouldn’t look at the crowd and sang most of the time with her eyes closed. People were enjoying it though and they would cheer whenever Joohyung did those high notes of the song.

As the the song came to an end and after Joohyung sang the final notes she opened her eyes and everyone was clapping and cheering. Joohyung speaking voice was so light and cute, so when she thanked the crowd Eunha just wanted to go over there and pinch her little cheeks. “That was one of our new freshmens, Bae Joohyung everyone!” The crowd cheered louder. She fell in love with Joohyung’s talent and she knew she had to no only talk to Joohyung, but most importantly to Bang PD. Eunha didn’t leave just yet she wanted to finish watching all the performances to see maybe if there was a group of girls just as talented or close to Joohyung’s talent maybe she could convince Bang PD about giving a girl group another chance. But as Eunha kept on watching there was some girls that had potential but she could only think about was ‘if they went together and could complement each other’. ‘Joohyung would outshine them’ Eunha thought and shook her head.

“We just have one performance left everyone so please cheer for our last group students.” One of the female students announced through her mic. Everyone started clapping and a group of five girls walked on stage and there she was again, Joohyung walked hand in hand with another student. Eunha clasped her hands together waiting for what they were going to do. The speakers started playing another western song ‘Problem’ by Ariana Grande ft Iggy Azalea. It was like faith was on Eunha’s side because it was just a dance performance and she got to see if Joohyung could dance. Joohyung was definitely the ace of the group in Eunha’s eye’s especially when Joohyung took the center when the rap part of the song came on.

“I have call Bang PD right now.” Eunha took out her phone and made her way away from everyone and leaned on a tree and watched from a far, as her phone was dialing his number.

“Hello?” Bang PD answered rather quickly. “Hey~” Eunha spoke in a kinda high pitched voice. The two go way back and are close friends so they don’t really speak formal to each other. “Oh no.” He groaned knowing something was up. “What? I haven’t even said anything.” Eunha laughed. “Your voice went high pitched I know you Eunha-ah. What is it that you want.” Bang PD already knew she was up to something. Eunha looked back to the stage and saw Joohyung finished in the center ultimately shining.

“Look, I know you sent me here to scout male trainees and all but…” Eunha just didn’t know how to word everything where Bang PD could at least consider it. “But?” He wanted Eunha to continue. She sighed, “but I found myself at this school festival and—look could you keep an open mind ok?”

“Ok.” Eunha sent a quick pray before continuing. “I found myself in a all girls school and they were having a festival right now and I found this cute and talented student and I was wondering if we could take her in and train her.” There was a quite long silence through the phone line scared Eunha. “And what exactly would we do for her?” Bang PD was a bit confused.

“Maybe we debut her in a group or even solo,” Eunha sighed and held her temple. “Look, Sihyuk please just trust me on this. She’s so talented and she could sing, dance, and she’s made for the stage. Yeah she still has a long way to go, but she’s knows the basics. I’ll even be fully responsible for her.” Eunha was so desperate. “I know we’re tight on money and everything so I’ll pay for everything that involves her just,” Eunha pleaded. “Just please let me bring her to us.”

Bang PD knows Eunha never lies to him and he has never heard Eunha be this desperate to scout any trainee, ‘she must be great if Eunha willing to go this far for her’ he thought. “ I trust you Eunha.” Eunha almost wanted to jump and squeal out of happiness. “And I won’t let you pay for everything we’ll use the company funds.”

“You won’t regret this! Thank you so much~” Eunha smiled and held her phone with both hands. “You’re welcome Eunha-ah.” He hang up and Eunha was so happy she walked with a bounce in her steps. Eunha wanted to try and talk to Joohyung tomorrow since if was already nighttime and she felt like it wasn’t the right setting for a stranger to come at you at night desperately wanted you to come miles away from home to be apart of a company. Yeah, not a good way.

The next day Eunha came around the school and right away she saw Joohyung sitting on a bench in front of the school while reading a book with her wire earphones on. Eunha turned so her back was faced towards Joohyung, she was kinda panicking on what to say and how to say it where Joohyung could even consider agreeing and go ask her parents. As she thought a bit more and was about to turn around and walk up to Joohyung a little voice spoke up.

“Hey Joohyungie~” Eunha eyes widen and took a glance. It was the other student that was holding hands with Joohyung yesterday. She kissed Joohyung’s cheek and sat next to her. “She’s dating?” Eunha was amazed at what was happening in front of her. Eunha cleared her voice and decided that it was go time and to just do it before Joohyung leaves with her girlfriend.

“Hello~” Eunha spoke in a soft voice while giving the girls a little bow. “I’m Kim Eunha and I work at an entertainment company back in Seoul, and I saw the little festival your school had and you guys were really great.” She smile kindly at them. “Oh I’m Ha Yves and this is my girlfriend Bae Joohyung and thank you.” Eunha found it extremely cute that Yves wasn’t scare announcing that Joohyung was her girlfriend. “Congratulations on the relationship you two.” Eunha bent down to be eye level with them and gave the two a little clap making Yves laugh. Eunha realized that Joohyung was very quite and haven’t spoken a word. “She’s more on the quite side miss Eunha.” Yves hugged Joohyung’s arm. “I see, but that’s alright I wouldn’t blame her. You don’t really see people like me a lot here.” Eunha tried lightly up the situation. “While I’m here because I wanted to offer you my company’s business card because I wanted to see if you could come to Seoul and join our trainee program Joohyung-shi?” Eunha held out BigHits company card for trainees.

Joohyung took out one of her earphones and looked at the company card. Eunha saw that Joohyung was just looking at the card. “You obviously would have to ask your guardian before accepting so there isn’t a rush, but I do highly recommend you trying because I really saw potential yesterday and I hope you consider it.” Eunha had hopeful eyes.

“Um…I-I don’t really know.” Joohyung finally looked up at Eunha. “It’s ok, but please keep the card if you ever rethink of wanting join and make sure to call and ask for Kim Eunha.” Eunha sighed in defeat. Joohyung still didn’t take the card and Eunha saw that, but she also saw that it look like Joohyung was battling with her thoughts with her little furrowed eyebrows. “I’ll keep it safe miss Eunha!” Yves took the company card out of Eunha’s hands. “Ah, um thanks Yves-shi.” Eunha got up. “I hope to hear from you soon Joohyung-shi and thank you Yves-shi for keeping the card for her.” She gave the two young teens and little bowed and made her way back.

Just as she was walking away she heard Yves talk. “This could be a really big opportunity for you Joohyungie!” Eunha took out her phone and pretended like she was on a call with someone. “You saw me on stage Yves I couldn’t even look at the crowd plus I’m not even that good they’re just going to drop me after a week or two.” Joohyung shrugged looking back at her book. “With that attitude maybe that’s why you need to have more faith in yourself like I have faith in you.” Yves placed both her hands on Joohyung’s cheek so Joohyung can face her.

Eunha could literally cry at the sight of those two. It was like watching a kdrama scene come to life.

“You know I still have to ask my grandma and my parents right.” Joohyung spoke in a monotone tone. “Hey at least you’re thinking about it.” Yves smiled brightly at Joohyung’s now squished face that she was still holding. Eunha thanked the heavens for Yves.

Later that day Joohyung and Yves walked home together after getting some snacks and drinks from the convenience store that they always passed by while heading home. “Are you thinking about it?” Yves asked while tossing a piece of her choco chip in her mouth. “A little bit, but I don’t think I would even become a decent idol.” Joohyung felt instantly pain on the back of her head, Yves knocked on her head. “Stop thinking bad of yourself dummy!”

“My parents are also hard to get through you know.” Joohyung listed another thing that was holding her back. “Oh I know.” Yves rolled her eyes, as she took a sip of her sweet tea. As the girls made it to their neighborhood they stopped and faced each other. “Well I’ll see you tomorrow Joohyungie~” Yves quickly pecked Joohyung’s lips. “Oh and here.” Yves took out the company card and handed it to Joohyung. “Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Joohyung waved ‘bye’ and they both went separate ways into their neighborhood.

As Joohyung enter her grandma’s house she announced that she made it home and quickly said ‘hi’ to her grandma before heading to her room. Joohyung changed from her uniform to her pajamas and threw herself on her bed and stared at card and read everything that was on it. She doesn’t know how long she was looking at it until her grandma yelled for her to come out and eat dinner. “I’m coming!”

Joohyung walked into the dining area and saw her parents were already seated. “Hi mom and dad.” Joohyung went and kissed both their cheeks before taking her seat. The dinner started like usual little small talk here and there, her grandma was the only one keeping the conversation alive.

“Anything happened at school honey?” Joohyung’s grandma asked with a smile on her face. Joohyung looked at both her parents and back at grandma, “ah…yeah actually. You know how I performed yesterday for the festival-”

“You performed?” Her father a concerned face, it was a face basically saying ‘why would you do that?’. “I did and I-I enjoyed it.” Joohyung was getting nervous at this point. “Oh that’s great!” Grandma let out a little chuckled. “No it’s not mother.” Joohyung’s mom snapped. “You can’t keep focusing on something that’s not stable in the future Joohyung.” Her mom frowned. “So now just because you did a little performance and people clapped that you’re going to throw everything we gave you away just for a silly dream.” Joohyung’s dad said with frustration in his voice. Joohyung started to blink the tears that forming in her eyes, but it was getting to her so she quickly stuffed her mouth with some kimchi swallowed it and got up. “Thanks for the dinner grandma.” She stomped away to her room. Just as her dad pushed himself back to go scold her, “let her go.” Joohyung’s grandma placed her hand on top of his. “I’ll go talk to her.”

Grandma knew Joohyung needed some time to herself to just let it out so she kept herself busy was washing hers and Joohyung’s plates before making her way into Joohyung’s room. She knocked on her door, “it’s grandma.” Joohyung sniffled and wiped her tears. Joohyung kept her back facing grandma, but she could hear grandma’s foot steps get closer after she shut the door behind her. Grandma sat next to Joohyung and started combing through her hair, “you know I don’t think it’s a silly dream.”

“It is.” Joohyung hugged her Baymax plushie tighter. “No it isn’t dear. Your parents think they know what’s best for you because of their strict childhood, but they’re wrong Joohyung.” Grandma sighed and started rubbing Joohyung’s arm to comfort her. “I know you have a beautiful voice dear and I have faith in you. I always did and I always will.” Joohyung played with Baymax’s fingers while listening closely to her grandma. “Do you really?”

“Of course I do! Ever since you would give me and grandpa daily concerts whenever your parents dropped you off while they went to work. I always knew you that if you had a stage you would shine so bright that your fans all the way in back would see you shine.” Grandma wasn’t just saying that to make Joohyung feel better no. She believed in Joohyung. Joohyung slowly laid on her back so she can see her grandma, “thank you grandma.” They smiled at each other before her grandma pulled her into a strong embrace.

“Now did anything else happened at school?” Grandma asked, as they pulled away. “Actually,” Joohyung got up and went to get the company card Eunha left her. “There was this lady that came up to me and give me this.” She handed over the card to her grandma. “She came from Seoul and saw my performance and said I have potential and was wondering if I wanted to join their trainee program to become, an idol.” Her grandma looked at the card while hearing Joohyung explain everything.

“Go.” She looked up at Joohyung. “Huh?” Joohyung eyes widened. “Don’t hold back Joohyung.” Grandma shook her head. “Follow that beautiful dream of yours honey. Don’t let anyone hold you back not even your parents. Remember I’ll be always here for you, even when things get tough I’ll be here waiting to see my little Joohyung on stage.” Her grandma pulled her close and kissed her forehead.

Joohyung didn’t immediately call Eunha back she waited about a week before actually grabbing her phone and the company card, and started dialing the number. “Hello this is BigHit entertainment, how may I help you?” A polite voice answered. “Ah, um hi I’m Bae Joohyung and I’m calling to see if K-Kim Eunha is there?” Joohyung stuttered. “Oh, I can check for you but may I ask why?” The voice asked. “She um give me the company business card just in case I change my mind to join the trainee program.” Joohyung started bitting her nail out of nervousness.

“That’s quite usual because we don’t accept female trainees in our company, but I’ll still call her over for you.” Joohyung could hear the confusion in the poor person’s voice. “Thank you.” Joohyung quickly responded. It didn’t take long before a familiar voice was head through the phone line. “Oh my god! Joohyung you called I was kinda getting worried that you wouldn’t ever call—even though I would completely understand if you didn’t, but I’m way more happier that you did the opposite.” Joohyung chuckled at Eunha’s spontaneous way of speaking.

“Yeah, me too.” Joohyung agreed. “So does that mean you want to join and come to Seoul?” Eunha had her fingers crossed. “Yes I want to come join.” Eunha could literally scream of joy hearing Joohyung’s answer. “That’s great! I’ll come in a week and get you so you don’t have to travel alone since that could be really imitating for you, and of course to tell your guardian how this is all going to work.” Eunha explained. “Ok, thanks Eunha for considering me.” Joohyung said with a small smile on her face. “You have talent Joohyung I would hate to see it go to waste and for you not to reach your full potential.”

A week flew by and it was finally the day Joohyung leaves for Seoul to start a new chapter in her life. “Dear you have everything?” Her grandma called from the hallway. “Yeah grandma!” Joohyung took her suitcase and backpack to the living room. “Are you going to take him too?” Grandma pointed at the Baymax plushie that Joohyung had tucked under her arm. “Of course he’s my emotional support.”

Eunha waited outside for Joohyung and her grandma to go out and meet her, and so Eunha could explain everything that was going to happen from now until whatever the future holds for Joohyung. “Ok, well why don’t you say something before you go Joohyung. I’ll wait in the car.” Eunha patted her shoulder before going into her old car’s driver seat.

“They aren’t going to say ‘bye’ to me huh?” Joohyung kinda accepted the fact that they will and probably never will support her and her dreams in becoming an idol. “Who cares about them dear. They could be stubborn all they want, but they won’t ever crush you or your dreams ok.” Grandma encouraged Joohyung. “Ok grandma.” She laughed. “Now I want to go there and always give your 110% like I know you can, and when things get rough and you want to quit. Don’t give up my dear because you know you will succeed just always keep that drive in you.” She pointed at Joohyung’s heart. “I love you grandma.” Joohyung pulled her into a hug. “I love you too.”

They pulled away and Joohyung already started heading into the car until a loud voice caught her attention. “Hey did you forget about me dummy?!” Yves ran to Joohyung and almost tackled her down with her hug. “I just thought it wouldn’t hit as hard if I didn’t say bye.” Joohyung said, as she hugged Yves back. “It will always hit hard Joohyungie because you won’t be my girlfriend no more.” Joohyung instantly blushed, as the two adults watched them. “And don’t forget about me when you get famous and we can no longer hang out like we used too.” Yves playfully hit Joohyung’s arm. “We can always hang out Yves.” Yves shook her head ‘no’. “I’ll make your fans jealous Joohyungie.” She laughed making Joohyung smile.

“I want to thank you for everything Yves. Thank you for loving me as a friend and as a girlfriend.” Joohyung gave Yves a lopsided smile. “And for pushing me without you I wouldn’t have gotten this opportunity. So, I’ll make sure to add you onto my winning speeches.” Joohyung laughed. “See! That’s the spirit!” Yves laughed with Joohyung. “Thank you Yves.” Joohyung pulled Yves into their final hug together. “You’re holding me a little tighter than usual.” She giggled. “Cause I’m scared this might me that last time I’ll ever see you.” Joohyung let a tear fall. “Ya! Of course not Joohyungie.” Yves was trying to hide her sadness and tears away from Joohyung so it would be easier for Joohyung to let go of her. “We’ll see each other just this time you on stage and me being your biggest fan. I’ll buy all your merch and albums even the signed ones, knowing that I helped you with your signature so it’s pretty and unique.” Yves slowly pulled away from the hug.

“Now go before you leave a bad impression on first day for being late!” Yves joked, as she walked Joohyung to the passenger side and helped her in. “In all seriousness I’m happy you’re taking this opportunity and even if we don’t see each other that often no more. I’ll know you’re achieving your dreams and I promise you when I achieve my dream of becoming the best painter of all times with a hint of modeling on the side,” Yves gave a funny gesture making Joohyung laugh. “I’ll create this big portrait of you in my art gallery so the world could see how beautiful Bae Joohyung is in my eyes. I promise you.”

Joohyung stuck her head out the window, “and I promise you and grandma that I’ll be the greatest idol I can be and become worldwide name.” Yves wave her final ‘bye’ with Joohyung’s grandma as they watch the car getting smaller and smaller.

“You are just so cute even when you guys were technically breaking up, but in the kindest and warmest way ever.” Eunha placed her hand over her heart. “Ah, thanks I guess.”

“Oh I’m sorry, was that too soon for you?” Eunha took a quick glance over at Joohyung. “I mean…a little bit.” Joohyung nodded still kinda hurt about the whole thing. “My bad I just couldn’t help myself. I’ll stop.” Eunha didn’t want Joohyung to feel uncomfortable. “It’s ok. I’ll get used to it, since we’ll see each other much more now right.” Joohyung gave Eunha a genuine smile. “Yes we will actually.”

“Good because I won’t make you regret this Eunha-shi.”

#txt 6th member #txt additional member #kpop added member

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