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hoony2k · 4 months

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HEART 2 HEART

I aint never seen two chill idols in a room, one of them is always obesessed with the other. Or

Idol!enha giving idol!you heart eyes in professional settings.

PAIRING: ot7

GENRE: fluff, crack, established lovers, secret lovers, idol x idol

WORD COUNT: 3k (help)

WARNINGS: mentions of innocent kissing that's it. I got possessed during hoon and hee's.

NOTE: hii this was so fun. I kind of wanted niki and sunoo's to be a bit longer but I yapped a bit too much in general. this is massive for a 7 member drabble but 1 para wouldn't do justice. hope you enjoy!

Part 1 -> we dating fr?

Part 3 -> cut the cameras

requested masterlist

★ HEESEUNG:

He thinks everything’s a game!!he thinks its funny! But mr lee who is laughing? Not him rn

You’re walking in the hallways after a quick trip to the washroom when suddenly someone grabs your arm and pulls you into a room. You’re ready to scream but he swiftly covers your mouth and chants “It’s me. It’s me” like that’ll help you understand why your boyfriend thought it would be a good idea to lead you into a small clothing room.

You want to get mad at him for a billion reasons but mainly because what if someone saw? and misunderstood! But his stupid smile tells you how he doesn’t care. Sometimes you want to have his optimism and confidence, maybe then you two could live a carefree idol life.

Heeseung wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer to fiddle with the bows on your outfit and hair. Your faux anger slowly crumbles as he stares at you like you painted the night sky and hung the stars on it. Still, you break eye contact just to dust your pride and Heeseung can not stop laughing, finding you cuter than ever.

“I have to go soon. We can’t get caught”, you remind him, the overwhelming time restraint burdens you every time you meet him outside his dorms and as usual, Heeseung doesn’t mind. He shrugs casually, then gives you a reckless smile, eyes hooded. “Who cares?”

Your heart skips a beat in the best way but you purse your lips and pretend to think it over. A hum escapes you, tapping your finger on his chin. He leans closer.

“Probably our managers, you know?”, you say knowing he’s far too busy admiring your eye makeup to even care about the consequences of what would happen if someone were to open the door. So, you do the most logical thing a person subjugated with love could do. Taking his smiley face in your grasp, you turn his head and press a chaste kiss on his cheek, intentionally pressing into his skin to leave a stain.

You pull back to inspect the pink gloss on his cheek, lightly smudged. Heeseung looks like he’s floating but before he can pull any stunts you clap him on the back as a goodbye and quickly scurry out of the room. Not even bothering to check if someone was in the hallway.

If Heeseung stands alone dazed for a while…no one needs to know. He fights his demons when he brings out a tissue to remove your gloss, sobbing internally.

★ JAY:

You will be my girl my girl my girl <3

Jay had told you about how he’d film the Sweet Venom TikTok challenge with you to prepare you beforehand. You had learnt the dance long ago, but the mental preparation to become a different person in front of Jay from Enhypen and a camera took some mental energy. Acting like you were strangers and not a couple filming a silly video wasn’t what you wanted but you were thankful no one spread dirty rumours.

His manager held the camera to film some behind-the-scenes footage of Jay “teaching” you what to do in the challenge and it was kind of funny. But when it came to filming, Jay did everything to be able to spend some extra time with you without seeming suspicious.

He’d get the timing wrong on purpose, he’d bump into you, with the smallest nudge and he’d quickly pause the challenge to apologise. Each time he’d falter or force himself to be out of sync, to have one eye slightly closed, you’d laugh it off, genuinely finding his actions endearing.

He’s excited to film it with you, he can’t wait to show how good you two look, and how his dance style compliments yours, and he can’t wait to see his fans react, gushing over you, throwing heart emojis for his girl.

It was rare for to Jay get so stubborn so you entertained it and laughed. The manager didn’t mind as long as she farmed enough footage but eventually puts her foot down when the behind-the-scenes videos turns longer than 2 minutes and the challenge hasn't reached its middle yet.

She politely tells Jay to rehearse once more and she’d film it after that. The rehearsed one goes by smoothly; the steps are muscle memory at this point.

Before the final take, Jay wants to tell you good luck but almost slips and lays it all out in the open as he parts his lips to call you “Babe”. At the utterance of the first syllable, you snap your head in his direction, eyes piercing his soul, not a hint of a smile.

Jay catches his tongue and switches it to another similar word and thankfully it isn’t noticeable nor is it understood by the manager who assumes Jay’s nerves cause him to slur over his speech. No big deal.

Slightly nervous, Jay glances at you and you offer him an understanding nod. Then the final take begins and everything goes smoothly. When the challenge ends, you turn to bow and he thanks you for joining him. As the manager gives you a thumbs up and taps away on her phone preoccupied, you turn to Jay with a raised brow and he blushes.

“I don’t wanna talk about it”.

★ JAKE:

Personal space? Never heard of her

It’s been hours since you’ve arrived and Jake has not stopped smiling for even a second. He’s over the moon he can’t believe how well you fit into his social circle (enha) like a puzzle piece he was missing this whole time. He’s not sappy but he could write an entire sonnet on how gorgeous you look lounging on his bed, eating take out and brushing your hair back as you watch the movie with him.

But when you announce it’s time to leave, he does not stop sulking and begging you. Literally on his knees. The moment you try to get out of bed, he grabs onto your arm and pulls you tight into his embrace, nose in your hair, he pretends he’s asleep when you ask him to let go.

“My manager just texted me”, you tell him but your hands find his free hand. He rubs a thumb over your hand and you feel like you just kicked a wet puppy into mud. He groans into your hair, slowly and subtly, his legs wrap around your own as if he’s trying to merge your bodies.

“Tell her your phone exploded”, his voice is muffled and immediately you stop feeling bad.

You whine his name and try again but he refuses to budge, and when he tries to pull his bed covers on your frame, you decide to threaten him, “I’ll scream for Jay I’m not playing. I’m overdue curfew”.

“Door’s locked”. HELLO??

You sigh and let your head rest on his pillow that smells exactly like him, ignore the flutter in your rib cage and rest for just a minute. Jake mistakes it as a sign of you surrendering, his grip loosening. You don’t waste a second and throw his caged arms off and jump out of bed and he begins to sulk and wail at the loss of contact. But as much as you love him, you can finally breathe without the weight of your chest.

“I like the idol you better. The one who acts like he doesn’t know me”.

“He wouldn’t treat you like I do”.

He’s ready to have beef with idol Jake if it is meant to impress you. When he’s tying up your shoelaces for you, he’s like “I’ll walk you home” and you tell him he cannot do that because people are always snooping so you’ll get a taxi and he’s like “I’ll walk you downstairs and wait until you sit inside”.

How could you say no to his puppy eyes?

★ SUNGHOON:

he’s on cloud nine because his wish finally came true. He’s radiating light wherever he goes.

He sat next to you, far too close for it to appear platonic but Sunghoon told you not to worry. He tells you not to worry when he’s facing you, knees brushing, you can feel his body heat despite the cool in the room. You’re trying your hardest not to stare at him or how he’s rolled up his dress shirt sleeves despite his stylist’s scolding, or how they slicked his hair back with gel but left one strand to dangle on his forehead, how it curves and makes his eyes seem sharper than they are.

You’re trying, ok?

It’s better than Sunghoon who cannot stop leaning in your personal space as he reads his lines off your shoulder for some reason, he giggles when you try to push him away but he clings like a magnet. The floor vibrates with heavy bass, you’re up again in ten minutes and you need him to get serious.

Unlike him, it’s your first time mc-ing and despite his hype boy attitude, your fingers still shake as you read your lines out loud. Sunghoon’s smile flickers until he remembers he can do something to help.

“Hey, just focus on me”, he says calmly, ironically the one thing you’ve been trying not to do.

But, with blind trust, you agree and your gaze lands on his. His eyes twinkle and crinkle, he stares back at you and you think you’ve started to smile like an idiot. You turn your eyes to soak in his outfit once more, he matches your formal dress, a deep red satin dress paired with similar gloves. He’s adorned in dark slacks that emphasise his stature, and a dark dress shirt with a maroon tie. His tie is crooked-

Out of instinct or perhaps it stems from the urge to hold his hands, feel his heartbeat under your fingers, you reach out, hands settling on his shoulders, then inch towards his neck to tighten and straighten the knot. Sunghoon’s eyes don’t leave your serious expression, a lovesick smile hangs on his face. Your hands press onto the material to flatten it and fix his collars like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do.

Something clatters and smashes loudly.

You rip your hands off his shoulders and he suddenly feels cold. Sunghoon pouts but you quickly turn away, surprisingly less scared than before. You glance in front and see your stylist give orders, someone says another band is preparing for an interview in 5. Finally, you grip the cards tightly in your hands but don’t even spare them a glance. Instead, you lock eyes with your lover who had been looking fondly at you the whole ordeal.

“let’s go over this one last time for your sake”.

Sunghoon laughs.

★ SUNOO:

Therapists hate him. He’s a mastermind at manipulation.

Both of you are chosen along with another idol and actor to partake in a reality show where you all live together and go on an adventure it’s all a great experience and you get to interact with new lovely people but when it’s late at night, the crew has gone to their hotel, cameras have been turned off, you, Sunoo and the actor gather at the dining table.

Sunoo keeps smiling at you and the actor and he offers to peel mandarins. As he peels, the conversation flows smoothly, his fingers work quickly and skillfully. Even though his eyes are downcast, his change in expressions tell you he’s listening to the conversation.

Out of respect, he offers the actor a plate with the most mandarin slices and out of habit, he slides to you the plate with the juiciest and scrumptious slices, choosing the dry ones for himself. You shyly thank him and Sunoo brushes it off. He only realizes what he’s done and how much of a deal it is when the actor questions if he’s a good friend of yours.

Sunoo bursts into laughter, eyes crinkling, he waves his hand in dismal, he looks at you up and down. You refuse to make eye contact.

“Something like that”.

His open-ended answer renders you speechless and you pretend to be busy when the actor looks at you. You untie your hair for it to cover your heated ears and fake cough as you take another bite.

Sunoo offers you a napkin. His hand stretches over the table and all eyes are on you, the actor is on the edge of his seat as he observes you like a hawk.

As nonchalant as you can be, you roll your shoulders and take it from him. Despite your efforts to avoid skin contact, Sunoo flicks his wrist and his fingers delicately brush yours, sparks light up inside your stomach.

You quietly thank him and he shows off his charming smile. the actor next to you sighs loudly and glances at the clock before thanking Sunoo for the mandarins. Sunoo shines another smile at the man who glances between the two of you.

“Chemistry like this is hard to find. If you two end up dating, I’ll be supporting you”.

This time you choke on the juice and Sunoo springs up to give you a glass of water and pats your back for safety. The actor nods once more then leaves. When the coughing fit dies down, you ask Sunoo what all that was about, he tells you not to worry. He peeks at the camera as a precaution, it’s got a lid covering the lens. Then, he bends down to kiss your hair and brings your plate closer to him so he can feed you. Your heart attempts to jump onto the table when he affectionately begins to stroke your hair as well.

Friends be damned, you’ve hit the lover jackpot.

★ JUNGWON:

He loves his job but hates all the parts where he has to be too pretend his personal life doesn’t exist.

“I wish you were here with me”, he says the moment you pick up. You pout, shoulders sag immediately.

He notices this and almost feels bad as he caresses his phone screen like it’s a glass screen dividing him and the fish at an aquarium. The thought makes him laugh. He wants to spend the entire night talking to you, memorising your presence, pretending you're cuddled next to him but he can’t go through with his urges because you need to sleep.

Jungwon would never want you to disturb your sleep routine, no matter how many times you text or tell him that you want to do these things for him, it's only natural.

“I bought you a keychain”, you tell him, voice cracking over the call. He adjusts his camera, brows raised. You know what he’ll say so you answer, “You’ll see it when I give it to you”.

He pouts and brings the camera closer to his face to coax you into showing it, his tired eyes sparkle and almost distract you from his dark circles. Your heart sinks. What time is it there? You don’t need to calculate because you had already memorized the time difference by heart before he departed.

“Baby, it’s 2 am there”.

He shakes his head, hair flicking him in the eye, he squints up at you and unconsciously buries himself under his comfy hotel blankets. You stare at your lover, take in his appearance and admire how hard he works to achieve his dreams, how he wants to be a good boyfriend and tick all the boxes that make your heart soar. He looks like he’ll fall asleep in the peaceful silence so you grant him an offer.

“Would you like me to sing you to sleep?”

His dimple greets you and under the covers where you can’t see, Jungwon rubs his legs together, giddy like a child.

“Sing your next song for me”, he whispers and you gasp at him, taken back by the new information. It’s your turn to squint at him as you ask him about how he knew you were preparing for a comeback. He shakes his head and mumbles, “You changed your makeup”.

Makeup…that was only evident in pictures. You hadn’t met him all dolled up behind stage due to your schedules and could barely fit an hour with him at his dorm because you two were so busy. Yet he had noticed, somehow in a supernatural but very Jungwon way and your face heated up.

Your melody filtered through his speakers, it only took a minute for Jungwon’s breathing to even out, his hand going limp and the phone falling backwards to give you a view of the ceiling light.

Still, you finish the song and wish him a good night. Whisper a soft I love you in the dimly lit room, a saccharine confession that he’ll hear confidently soon.

★ NIKI:

Bro thinks hes in an edit‼️literally moves slowly like that when he sees you, r&b song playing in this head

On the encore stage, other bands including yours bow to Enha and in those 4 seconds, Niki decides to take a shot.

He thanks you with a bow and when you turn your attention to Jungwon, Niki speaks your name. It's far too gentle to be caught in the mic and he faces his head toward you so the back of his head is captured by the camera.

But like a compass, you always find his voice, when he calls for you in the hallways or when he's talking to other people in his makeup room, your ears seem to find him before your eyes do.

As you turn your wide eyes to him, unaware of his plans, Niki's boxy smile vanishes. He gazes at you through lidded eyes that appear striker more so than ever due to his bold makeup and he renders you speechless, cupid shooting you with several arrows.

You're paused mid-bow, face heating up under Niki's stare and smug smile, professional composure crumbling. There's a siren going off in your head, the cameras!

But what do they know? They can't even see your lover's expression, only the tilt of his head and dark wavy hair that tickles his neck. A part of you, a possessive side is overjoyed they can't. Swiftly, Jungwon covers your body and gives Niki a nasty side eye which finally manages to pull you out of the trance.

You return to thanking them and saying whatever nonsense comes to mind, Jungwon understands but Niki cackles loudly. As fast as this interaction happens, you fall back and merge with the crowd that walks off stage.

Thankfully, no one could figure out what happened but they made assumptions based on your expressions. That hype dies down in the fandoms but Niki can't stop replaying the moment on his end. It's a free amv for songs, he's never going to stop thinking about it.

Thank you for reading!

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yeonjunsbxtch · 3 years

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Turquoise Sky - Choi Yeonjun

*Sometimes the worst place you can be is in your own head*

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x reader

Genre: Extreme Angst

Warnings: extreme anxiety, overthinking, depression, heartbreak, swearing, crying, yelling, retroactive jealousy, irrational thinking and behavior.

Word count: 2k

Song suggestions: The Truth Untold - BTS, STUCKINMYBRAIN - Chase Atlantic, Not Meant To Be - Theory of a Deadman, Black Rose - Trapt

Arthur’s note: hello! 🥰 quick notes about this angst I wanted to add! This is actually a prologue for a story I am writing but I did change a few things so it would make more sense so consider this also a sneak peek! Also, this angst holds a special spot in my heart. I hope you enjoy! ❤️

It was a gloomy September day. You gazed out the window of your bedroom, watching the wind blow through the leaves on the trees. The weather seemed to match your mood perfectly today. Your stomach turned as you felt your anxiety growing worse. Your anxiety has always been an issue in your life, but lately, it feels as if it is becoming something more.

As you continued to gaze out the window, your phone suddenly started ringing. You looked down at it and saw it was your boyfriend, Yeonjun. The slightest smile appeared on your face as you answered.

“Hi Yeonjun.”

“Hey babe, do you maybe want to go shopping today?”

Your smile grew hearing that he wanted to see you. You and Yeonjun have been arguing a lot lately about the dumbest shit. And of course it was always your fault. You could have sworn your relationship was ruined with the amount of times you almost split. So this was refreshing to hear.

"Sure! That would be fun!"

"Also, could I spend the night tonight?"

You grasped your bottom lip between your teeth as butterflies flew around in your stomach. It's been awhile since he has asked to spend the night. So, how could you deny him?

"Yeah! Sounds like a plan."

"Okay! I'll be there in 10."

And with that, you hung up. You quickly changed your clothes into something cuter.

Recently, you've been overthinking everything more than usual. You weren't sure why. Every word and every thought chewed through your mind and your anxiety always seemed the take over. It was almost like you had another person in your head. Every time you two fought, you were afraid he was going to leave you. Your arguments always ended with him wanting to end things. You felt as if you were walking on egg shells around him, trying not to overreact to anything. You were so afraid of him leaving you. You took a couple deep breaths to calm yourself. You were already feeling down today and the last thing you wanted was to argue with him, again.

"You like this one?" Yeonjun opened up a red candle for you to smell. You took a quick whiff and scrunched up your nose at the strong aroma.

"Not really, kind of smells like ass." He giggled at your comment and put the candle back on the shelf.

You walked over to the other side of the store to explore more options. You were surprisingly in a better mood than you were before. You and Yeonjun's mini shopping trip has been perfect so far and for a moment, it felt like there was hope for you two.

Just when you thought things were getting better, you stopped in your tracks as you heard a specific song start to play.

'I met you in the dark, you lit me up..'

Say You Won't Let Go by James Arthur

Your heart felt like it dropped and your stomach started to turn.

Your mind suddenly flashed back to the beginning of your relationship, when Yeonjun and you briefly talked about your past relationships. He told you that this song reminded him of his ex. You didn't know much about their relationship or how she broke his heart. All you knew was that this song was now associated with her.

You knew feeling like this was irrational. There was no reason to feel this way about a song. And you knew you were overreacting. But you couldn't help but wonder what their relationship was like. That made you nauseous. Retroactive Jealously at it's finest. Dark feelings and thoughts started to spiral out of control in your head..

'Does he still think about her?' 'Does he miss her?' 'Maybe that's why things have been tense.' 'Does he even still love me?'

You hated yourself for thinking those things and you knew it was irrational, but you couldn't control them. He's never given you a reason to worry about her. You remembered there used to be a time when you never doubted him. But how could you not when he has tried to leave you so many times before? Why was he always so quick to leave?

As you were staring blankly at a blue candle in front of you, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You jumped a bit, not expecting the sudden touch. You turned around to see Yeonjun, smiling. That smile held so much innocence, so why were you always so quick to take everything out on him?

"Did you pick a candle? Do you want this one?" He pointed at the blue candle that you were staring aimlessly at. 'Turquoise Sky.'

Without thinking, you nodded your head and grabbed the candle. You attempted to smile as you made eye contact with him for a second, before looking to the side.

"You okay?" He asked.

You swallowed hard feeling a lump form in your throat. You knew you couldn't tell him what was wrong. He wouldn't understand. He would just get annoyed that you got upset about something so stupid, again.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go." You said with a not-so-nice tone of voice. You didn't mean for it to come across that way. But for some reason, you felt like you had to mask yourself being upset. Hide your vulnerability. So you portrayed it as anger.

He gazed down at you before scoffing and grabbing the candle out of your hands.

"Okay. Let's go check out."

You watched him as he headed to the register. You mentally slapped yourself. 'Why am I like this?'

It was an awkward car ride back. The tension in the car was sickening and you felt frustrated at yourself for causing it. You continued to look out the window as the car came to a stop at a red light. You could feel Yeonjun's eyes on you. You took a quick glance at him and then turned back around. A shaky sigh was then heard from him. Your body flinched at the sound of him slapping his hands onto the steering wheel. You knew you had made him upset, for no reason. You felt the car start going again.

"What did I do?" He asked as his low voice cracked ever so slightly. You couldn't help but stay silent. "Seriously? Why do you always do this?"

"Do what?" You acted stupid. You knew what he was talking about.

"This! We are perfectly fine one minute and then the next minute you act like I am the worst person in the world. Then I ask you what's wrong and you don't say anything! You do this all the fucking time!"

You sat still as his loud voice pierced through your ears. You started to feel your face heat up. You hated when he would yell at you. You couldn't handle it. You knew you fucked up.

"Don't yell at me." You wanted to punch yourself for saying that. What was the reason for acting like this? You knew it would only make things worse.

You heard him chuckle. You know that chuckle people do when they are so frustrated that they can't help but laugh? Yeah, that.

"Why don't you tell me what's wrong or if I did anything wrong? Because I really have no idea."

You wanted to tell him. You wanted to cry to him and express to him that it wasn't his fault. That he didn't do anything. But you were scared. You couldn't admit your insecurities out loud. You were afraid he wouldn't take you seriously.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"What the fuck is your problem?!"

You turned your head towards him, lips parted in awe, not believing what he had just said.

"My problem?! Seriously?!" You raised your voice and let out a soft chuckle. "Maybe this is why I never tell you anything! I'm always afraid you're gonna get mad or you're gonna leave me because I am upset about something!"

You cringed at yourself as you heard what was coming out of your mouth.

Yeonjun paused, taking in a breath to calm himself.

"Y/N... are you happy with me?"

His voice was so soft and low, sounding terrified of the answer.

You looked at him as his eyes held their gaze on the road. He has asked you this many times before, but only when he was rethinking the relationship. You tried taking a deep breath. You knew that you just needed to reassure him. Then everything would be okay, right?

"What does that have to do with anything? You didn't do anything wrong, okay?"

Yep, that was the best you could do.

Yeonjun opened his mouth to say something but shook his head instead. There was something about the tension in the air that felt... different. Something that was inconsistent with all of the other times you two fought.

Yeonjun stayed silent the rest of the way back. The silence added with the tension made you feel even more sick.

After what felt like forever, you finally arrived at your house. You unbuckled your seatbelt and noticed he wasn't unbuckling his. You looked over at him and his eyes met yours. His eyes looked empty as he just peered at you with no expression.

"Are you coming in?" You asked him, voice becoming more faint.

"No. I'm sorry." His deep voice was monotone. You had never heard his voice sound so emotionless.

"Why? You-You said you were going to spend the night.."

"I can't. I'm sorry."

You wanted to rip your hair out in anger and frustration. You wanted to go back in time and change what had happened. You didn't know what to do at this point. You felt as if there was nothing else you could do or say.

"Yeonjun.. please."

You gazed at him as he sat back in his seat.

"I can't do this anymore."

Your heart dropped and you started to feel your palms become soaked with sweat.

"Can't do what anymore?"

Even though you knew what he was talking about, you still asked. You needed to hear it.

"Us. We need to break up."

"Yeonjun, I-"

You tried to reach for his hand but he pulled away.

"Don't try to change my mind. It won't work."

You sat up in your seat and faced him. You took a couple deep breaths, building up the courage to let yourself be vulnerable.

"Look, I'm sorry. I was just having a bad day and I took it out on you and I didn't mean to." Trying to apologize the best you could, he let out a sigh.

"You don't understand.." He whispered.

"Please, explain Yeonjun."

He ran his fingers through his yellow colored hair.

"I'm always scared I am going to do something to upset you. Like I said earlier, we are great one minute but then fighting the next. I love you Y/N and I just want you to be happy."

Your world felt like it had shattered as you watched a couple tears fall from his eyes. All this time you were worrying about your feelings, you forgot about his.

"Please, Yeonjun... I'm sorry! Please baby, you didn't do anything wrong! I just overthink someti-"

"Please, don't- don't call me that Y/N. Don't make this harder than it has to be. Please go.."

You looked at him as he avoided eye contact with you. You tried to reach for his hand one more time. This time he didn't pull away. You held his hand in yours, feeling it for what you hoped wouldn't be the last time. He gazed down at your hands and then let go.

"Yeonjun-"

"Stop! Y/N, You need to go. now."

Your heart felt like it had been broken into two. You wanted to fight for him, like you always have. But for some reason, you couldn't. This felt so... final.

He leaned back and reached his hand in the backseat, grabbing the bag with the candle in it. He held it out to you. Your eyes shifted from the bag to him. You couldn't accept this. Not after everything you did.

"Keep the candle."

And with that you exited his car. Without looking back, you unlocked the door and entered your house. You kicked the door closed behind you and immediately fell to your knees.

Once the first tear dropped, there was no stopping the rest from flooding out.

You desperately tried to catch your breath in between sobs. You didn't want to believe what had just happened.

Feeling empty inside as you wept on the floor, you felt as if Yeonjun had just ripped a piece of your heart out. A piece that you would never be able to get back..

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phoenixhalliwell · 4 years

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Well Helloooo Nurse

Pairings: Will Miller X Gender Neutral Reader ( Nurse Lark but goes by the name of Birdie)

Word count: 1887

Author's Note: Good Evening all, welcome to the Will Miller show. Please be gentle as it’s my first time writing for him. I also have no idea how the inside of an ER works, i’m just winging this whole thing lmao I hope whoever stumbles on this enjoys it :)

Hope you don’t mind the tags: @lilacyennefer @cinewhore @dignityneeded

Thanks to his idiotic brother, Will ends up in the ER. Benny in an attempt to make amends, tries to be his wingman.

Throwing yourself down into your chair, you let out a small cry at the relief at finally being off your feet. To say it's been a long week is an understatement. Your back is in agony, your stomach won't stop growling and there's a throbbing pain behind your eyes . The ER has finally quietened down after a disastrous morning and you're counting down the minutes until it's home time.

'Is it just me or is time moving slower?'

You glance at the clock. Another 20 minutes and you are free for the next two days to do absolutely nothing. Closing your eyes you smile at the thought of the large glass of wine, warm bath and take out that awaits you when you get home. Your happiness is short lived though when you hear your name being called out.

'Urghhh, just leave me alone'

"Birdie, my good friend. How are you? You are looking fiiinnneee today, is that a new pair of scrubs."

Opening your eyes, you glare at your friend Letti who is currently batting her eyes at you. You scoff. You know for a fact you look like shit. Your hair looks like a bird's nest ( no pun intended) and you're pretty sure that your scrubs have seen better days.

"What do you want?" you narrow your eyes at her.

"You know how you're my absolute best friend and you love me so much? Could you find it in that golden heart of yours to stay on just a little longer and cover the end of my shift. It's only a couple extra hours. I wouldn't normally ask but Scott has managed to ship the kids off to his mum's tonight and it's been so long since we've had adult time, if you catch my drift. Please. Help me out here Birdie I am dying" She begs.

'Pfft least you're getting the option for adult time' you think to yourself. You watch as she clasps her hands to her chest and starts to give you the sad puppy dog eyes .You can feel your resolve start to crumble. Groaning, you throw your head back in defeat.

"Fine, but you owe me one and you better believe I will collect" you sigh. Letti fist pumps the air before grabbing your face and giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I fucking love you Birdie. I will name my next child in your honour" she promises.

"Yeah like I haven't heard that before" you snort, wiping your cheek. Letti suddenly thrusts a clipboard into your hand before rushing you through your next patient, eager to get home to her husband. You're not really listening to her, nodding along every so often as you try to decipher the chicken scratches on the paper in front of you.

' Did a child fill in this form?'

You hear snippets of what she is saying: "Hotter than sin..... If I wasn't married... wouldn't be able to walk straight"

You are finally able to pick out the important information:

Exam Room 3 - William Miller, 40, laceration to left arm.

'Ok I can work with that'

Calling out your goodbyes to Letti and telling her to have a good time, you make your way to exam room 3 to get started. Drawing back the curtain, you step into the room and call out

'Mr Miller?'

"Yes?" two voices answer at the same time.

" They are talking about me Dumbass, I'm the one that's currently bleeding no thanks to you. Please excuse my brother, he was dropped on his head a lot as a child" your patient apologises to you. You let out a snort at the quip. It's not until you get a proper look at his face that your laughter is quickly cut off.

'Oh' is all you can think before your mind goes blank. Sitting in front of you is a man you can only describe as an Adonis. Even though his face is twisted slightly in pain, you would gladly stare at him for the rest of eternity. Beautiful blue eyes, soft blond hair, a well groomed beard. Your mind takes you to some bad places when you think about that beard.

'Hotter than sin indeed...."

A choked out laugh causes you to tear gaze away from William and over to the other man in the room who waves at you looking far too amused.

'Oh god, he knows I was checking out his brother' You cringe internally.

"Hi I'm Benny in case you were interested" the other man jokes. He is also a fairly attractive man -you can see some similarities between the two. However, Benny has nothing on his brother. You shyly nod your head in greeting before making your way to Will's bedside.

"Ok Mr Miller, I am Nurse Lark. From what I could make out from your form, it says that you have a laceration on your left arm. Is this correct?" you ask the older Miller.

"Yes that's right. Sorry about the scrawl, Benny didn't make it past the 3rd grade." Will teases.

"Fuck you dickhead" Benny hisses back.

"Boys, settle down, this is an ER not a playground " you interject. Both men mumble their apologise and you try not to laugh. Gently picking up Will's arm, you turn his arm left to right to get an idea of the extent of his injury. He's lucky in the fact it's not too deep. Unfortunately it cuts directly through the tattoo on his lower arm. Potentially a future scar but that was out with your control. Raising your head, you notice how close you are to each other's faces. Will stares back at you and you lose yourself for a minute.

"For fuck sake, get a room" You hear Benny mutter behind you. You cough and busy yourself getting the equipment you need to start patching Will up.

"I'm sorry but this might hurt a little" you warn him in advance.

" Don't worry about me, I'm tough as nails " He smiles reassuring you.

You nod before getting started. So focused on your work, you didn't notice Will admiring you from where he sat. He liked the way your eyes never wavered from your task despite Benny blabbering on in the background. How your nimble fingers made quick work of his wound. He thought the way you stuck your tongue out slightly in concentration was the cutest thing.

Benny was quick to notice his brother's heart eyes and started snickering.

" You know what Will? Maybe if you're a good boy the nice nurse will kiss it better once they are done"

You glance up in time to see Will's face turn scarlet.

'Just when I thought he couldn't get any cuter'

"That's it, Benny get out now!" Will growled.

Benny sighs dramatically and sulks out the room but not without muttering "just trying to help you get laid dickhead". You glance back at Will who is now staring up at the ceiling, looking as though he wants the ground to open up and swallow him whole.

"It's days like these I really wish my parents had got me a puppy instead of a little brother"

"Well from what I've seen of him so far, the man is basically a gold retriever in human form" you joke back. The laugh he lets out catches you off guard.

'I could get used to that sound.'

You had to stop yourself from sighing and scolded yourself for acting like a love sick fool instead of the professional you are.

The conversation came easy for you both after that. You started by telling him your name before the both of you shared little tidbits about each other. Will seemed like an interesting man from what information he gave. He was funny and incredibly smart.

'He's perfect' is all you could think. However, it didn't take long after Benny got asked to leave to finish patching the rest of Will's arm up.

"Well Mr Miller, I guess that's you done. Please make sure to keep the area as clean as possible and have someone help you change your bandages"

You feel sad at the idea of him leaving. It is evident that he feels the same by the way he stalls collecting his things. He looks like he's debating with himself before he finally turns to you looking determined.

" Would you maybe like to go to dinner with me sometime? I know we haven't met under the best circumstances but I had a really great time talking with you. I'd end up hating myself if I didn't at least ask"

Your heart races at the question and you don't hesitate to tell him yes. His face lights up and you find yourself falling a little more for Will Miller. Grabbing a pen from your top pocket, you hastily write down your phone number and hand it to Will. You both wish each other goodnight before parting ways. You find yourself grinning and bite your lip to try and contain your glee.

" Guess I will be naming my first child Letti"

Outside the hospital

Benny leans against the wall (pouting like a child) and waits for his brother . He still can't believe he got thrown out of the room. It feels like forever and a day before Will finally makes his appearance with a smug grin on his face.

'He looks like the cat that got the cream'

' What's with the grin man? Did they give you the good shit for the pain or something?"

Will shakes his head before showing Benny the piece of paper in his hand. A set of digits.

"William, you sly dog" Benny laughs in delight before he slaps Will's arm. He's quick to realise his mistake when his brother grunts in pain clutching his bad arm. Benny panics and makes to touch him but is stopped in his tracks.

"Don't . Fucking . Touch me. Just get in the fucking car. " Will hisses. He marches off to the car park, swearing under his breath.

'Well that victory was short lived' Benny thinks, following his brother.

Bonus Scene - Date night

'Is it just me or is time moving slower?'

You glance at the clock for what feels like the millionth time. Another 10 minutes before Will is suppose to arrive. It's been so long since you were last on a date and you can't remember being this nervous. You look down at your outfit and run a hand over it to make sure there wasn't any creases. Will had text earlier to let you know to dress casual for your evening out but wouldn't give you any more information. The sound of the doorbell interrupts your thoughts and you let out a nervous giggle. Trying not to seem too eager, you give yourself a beat before opening the door. You feel yourself go weak in the knees. Will is dressed to impress - A black leather jacket over a soft grey t-shirt with a nice pair of black jeans that does wonders for him. He lets out a soft laugh at the way you are blatantly eyeing him up before doing the same to you. He lets out a low whistle.

"Well hellooo nurse"

#Will Miller #william ironhead miller #will miller x reader #Triple Frontier #Benny Miller #ben miller #william ironhead miller x reader #hello nurse

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fayeimara · 3 years

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Meant To Be || One For Every Billion

6. By My Side | Pt 5

It takes you just a moment to understand his last message but you're already looking up as the dots are being connected and there he is, walking towards you with a real smirk on his real face.

So when he reaches you, you immediately say, "Definitely cute." and watch his mouth drop as he blushes.

Pretty boy didn't think you'd say it, did he? People should really know better than to dare you.

Although he gathers his composure pretty fast, responding after a beat, "Not cuter than you."

You laugh and shake your head, finishing the rest of your drink before standing, "Do you want anything?"

"I'm good, I just had a milkshake from the snack bar on the corner."

He moves to let you pass by him, following your lead as you move to exit the lounge and comment, "That's how you got here so fast. Where are the others?"

"Decided to do their own things, I guess. I think Maki was tired. I don't know what Iwa-chan and Mattsun are up to."

"Uh huh." You had a pretty good idea. They're probably busy being some of the best wingmen ever. That or Toru just ditched his friends, but you don't think he'd really ever do that.

But he'd also be complaining a little more that they ditched him if he didn't have some sort of idea so... you don't know what to think. Which is becoming a constant issue in his presence but it doesn't feel bad or scary.

At this point, you're not going to question it. If everyone is okay and happy, then you're going to focus on the now. Toru is really good at bringing that out in you, you realize as you come to a stop in the warm night air.

Turning to face him with a smile, you ask, "So, then, any requests from the birthday boy?"

His eyes light up with excitement and he responds, "Yes, but it's a surprise!"

"Okay, but.. shouldn't I be surprising you?" You question as he starts to lead you away from the lounge entrance.

"You already did! Now I know we have all night to enjoy the rest of the park."

"Or at least until it closes in a couple hours."

"Then we can gather anyone who's still up and have a party in my room!"

"Yeah, that's real ambitious. We'll see on that but- what's first?"

He stops briefly when he sees a cotton candy stall and answers in his sing-song manner, "First, something sweet for my angel."

Oh he's so cute. Seriously. But you let him buy it for you before prompting, "And now?"

"And now," he looks over at you with a satisfied smile, "we enjoy a ride down a river in a boat." He reveals, just as the two of you reach the entrance to the small, peaceful dock.

"Don't they close the river rides after dark?"

"In ten minutes, actually. So we should hurry because it'll drop us off to our next destination."

You look at him in surprise as you both join the relatively short line. Did he have this planned for before, when he thought you were going to leave? It's a little bittersweet because that's really thoughtful but, it also makes you sad to realize that would mean that maybe he thought the two of you wouldn't see each other again until the next time you visited. It also made you question... Were you unintentionally pushing him away when you visited?

Or you're just overthinking as per usual and he just puts this much effort into it every time he's spending time with a girl he might like. Right.

The two of you reach the front of the line in just a couple minutes and listen to the instructions from the staff member who tries to hand you down into the automated boat. You say 'try' because Toru's hand cuts in between and he helps you instead, giving the guy a pretty condescending smile. He's not even threatened, just.. acting like there was no other possibility because, well, it's not even a contest. You can't lie, you like it.

You settle down and he gets in after you, pretty steady himself as he elegantly plops down into the seat next to you, his arms stretching forward for a brief moment before leaning back into the seat, shifting his legs forward, and placing his hands in his jacket pockets. And whatever he just did there.. that's pretty hot too.

As your boat moves away from the dock, you're struck by the romantic atmosphere of the ride. The quiet melody of the water you're gliding through, the trees dotting the sides of the river that sway with a breeze every so often, their branches reaching towards the water like the leaves are looking for a cool, gentle place to lay. You and Toru, under the stars that are peeking slightly out of the sky, like shy observers to your secret little adventure.

He isn't saying anything either, studying the environment and in his own thoughts you suppose, but you don't mind the silence. You do, however, offer him the cotton candy, tilting the base of the cone you're holding so it's angled towards him. He pulls a hand free from his pocket to reach out and grab a tuft of the cloud-like candy before popping it in his mouth with a smile.

"Do you think about where you want to be in the future?" He's looking up at the sky, head tilted back against the seat, when you look over at his question.

You bite your lip, considering what he's asking. You think way too much about it sometimes, you suppose. "How far in the future?"

He looks over at you in surprise, like he expected a quick answer instead of your clarifying question. Now it's his turn to think. "I guess in a few years, after graduating. What do you want to do?"

"What I want to do is probably very different from where I might be, I think."

"How so?"

You're both looking at each other, lost in another bubble together, so you try to be as honest to yourself as you want to be with him, "In an ideal world, I would either write or play volleyball. Realistically, I'll end up tied to... my family business more than I'd like. Which means I likely won't have the time or energy left to do the things I love."

His eyes are wide, you think he's realized he just turned a mountain, not a rock. Maybe even you wouldn't know what to say in response to someone who just said what you did. But then he surprises you yet again, "If you know what you want to do, what stops you from making sure that's where you end up instead, no matter what?"

"You know," you smile at him softly, "That's exactly the battle I'm currently fighting. So we'll see how it turns out, I guess."

"So," his voice turns teasing, "will you pick writing or volleyball, when you win?"

"Probably writing," you answer with a laugh, releasing the weight that just took a break on your shoulders.

"Why?"

"You love volleyball, right? So much that you can't see yourself doing anything but that for the rest of your life?"

He sends another shocked, wide-eyed look your way but you're surprised he doesn't realize how clear that is to read on him, how easily you figured it out really early in the course of your correspondence this past year. You tuck that away for another day and continue your answer to his question.

"I love both like that and, the way I see it, I'm lucky to be able to love more than one thing at a time. And because I do, they'll both always have a place in the future I want. So it's not really that I'm making a choice between one or the other, I'd be incapable of that. Volleyball will always be in my life, even if it isn't the same way it is now. It's just that I'll pursue writing as my vocation while continuing to enjoy volleyball however I can."

"So you won't go pro." He doesn't state it as a question but it sounds like there's still one in there somewhere.

"I don't think so. That's... a little more complicated."

He shifts to turn more towards you, pulling another piece of the cotton candy you're holding between the two of you and encouraging, "I've seen your videos, Y/n. You're as much, if not more, talented than either of your cousins."

You laugh again, "Aren't you a little biased, Oikawa?"

"Sure, but I'm still telling you the truth as I see it. You've already filled the gaps they lack as players, you almost seem to have none. You're part of the powerhouse teams in your region, even country. And you can only improve from there."

"Yeah. But it's not talent or skill or even anything about volleyball itself that makes me so sure about its role in my life."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I promise, I will another day. But I know it'll be a long discussion and I want to hear your answer."

"My answer?"

"Where you want to be after you graduate."

"Don't you already know?" His lips pull up into a confident smile, "Because you said it, Y/n-chan. I can't see myself doing anything but playing volleyball for my future."

"No matter how you get there?"

"No matter how I get there." He confirms, watching you with a tilt to his head, "But I will get there."

"Of that, I have no doubt. I've seen you play, too."

And like that, his smile twists into a satisfied smirk, "Just on video, huh? You still have to come to one of my games in person, though."

"Oh, I do, do I?" You're grinning as the two of you fall back into lighthearted teasing.

"Of course. I think there's still a thing or two I could teach you."

"I'm sure. Without a doubt."

By the time the boat reaches the end of its line, the cotton candy is completely gone, much like any space between you both. The two of you are just short of leaning into each other, your sides already pretty much pressed against each other for most of the fifteen minute ride, as you and Toru talked and joked about various things with only the blinking stars and swaying trees as your witnesses.

You take a deep breath in as your boat approaches the dock, starting to pull away from him slightly, but you also catch the now-familiar scent of some product Toru uses and it smells divine. It's the sort of scent that makes you want to lean into his chest or neck and just relax while he holds you.

Oh my god. You need to slap yourself. That was pathetic, right? And after just one romantic boat ride, holy shit. You still have another hour and a half to go unless you completely bail on him. And for what? Because you caught yourself slipping? Again?

Ugh. No. You're here to be a good friend. And okay, take it slow and see what else could be between the both of you. But that shit wasn't slow.

You've pulled away, physically and metaphorically, by the time your boat docks but you still accept his hand as he helps you off, blocking the attendant yet again. He doesn't pull away though and neither do you, so you're still holding hands as you and Toru walk to your next destination.

Just taking it slow. Right... Shit.

Turns out your next destination is the carousel. You two keep switching horses, messing around until you're politely removed. After which you hit up some of the rides like the one that spins really fast so that you're pressed back against the reclined wall, or the one where you sit in a claw that swings you up, down, around, etc.

Following that, it's mini coasters and then upgraded back to some of your favourite thrill coasters from earlier in the day. You tell him it's a completely different experience at night. After the first one, he agrees. So you two hit up four more.

By the time the two of you get off the last one, teasing and laughing about who was screaming louder (it was him, obviously), you only have a little over twenty minutes left before the park closes. So your hand finds Toru's, your fingers lacing together with ease and electric familiarity by now, and you pull him along in order to run back to the hotel through the remaining crowd.

"Why are we going back?" He's barely even out of breath as he easily catches up to race beside you, but you guess neither are you. Thank you, conditioning.

"It's a surprise!"

The concierge barely startles when he sees two teens just run through, raising his hand to call out before lowering it in defeat. You're already gone anyways. You reach the elevator bay and hit the button for your floor, thankfully the door to the middle one opens immediately with a smooth tone. When the two of you get in for the ride up to the top floor, the pace steadies and you're just looking at each other while you each catch your breath, then you burst out laughing again.

"Okay so you're still not going to tell me?" There's a little bit of mock attitude in his tone but it's washed away by his genuine smile.

"Just wait."

The elevator dings as it reaches your floor and you're pulling him out with the doors barely open. The two of you reach your room and you swipe the card over the lock, opening the door, pulling you both through and closing it in swift motions before letting go of his hand and running to the balcony.

"Come on!"

You look back to encourage him forward as you open the double doors and he strolls up to your side before you both step out together. Just as you reach the rail, faint music starts to drift up from the park's speakers, getting louder and louder until you can hear its strains clearly, playing the orchestral melody that indicates the park will be closing in fifteen minutes.

It's what you can see only from up here that you wanted to show him. Because with the music that plays, there are lights quite literally at every inch of the park that turn on in an incredible show.

Many people gather on the streets or at particular locations for the ground level view. But those are always crowded and honestly a pretty limited view of the show's true scale. It's the guests who have park facing rooms and know to stop for the view from their balconies at this time that experience the true and complete nature of the stunning spectacle.

"Wow." He barely says it, it's more like a word he releases with his breath, but you're so happy knowing you were right.

This is the perfect ending to an incredibly special day that deserves no less. You and Toru stand there, side by side for the full fifteen minutes, still under the carpet of stars that seem a little closer from up here. The two of you hold hands, arms and sides pressed against each other as you both lean on the balustrade and listen to the crescendos and decrescendos, glancing at each other with smiles and the occasional comment. Sometimes pointing to a corner or edge of the park laid out beneath you to pull the other's attention with a tug on your linked hands.

And when the music starts its final rise only to move into its final descent, you look instead at Toru and find him looking back at you. With your hands still linked, you lean into him further to place a soft kiss on his cheek, mirroring the one from a year ago, this on his other side. Then you lean back to look at his flustered but happy face with a soft smile and add your wish for him to your blessing-

"Happy Birthday, Toru."

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-ngl but that moment when Toru takes a seat in the boat was fully inspired by my memory of him at the Karasuno vs Shiratorizawa match, just after Iwa hops over the seat like wow, but then the way Oikawa stretches out from his previous position... just more wow. Sorry, I can't explain it. I love that scene (and the others with those two that follow) and I don't know if I'm the only one it stuck with like this...

A/N: Okay...time for the vent... I will be the first to say that I love Kuroo and Suna primarily, and both the Miyas are a close second.. but I DO NOT KNOW HOW OIKAWA KEEPS PULLING THIS ON ME like... this whole episode really got away from me again. I mean, I did like Oikawa as a close second to Kuroo (who's been my steady the whole time, js, it's unwavering) for a LONG time before being intro'd to Inarizaki but... then Suna just came in and turned my head until I was like.. Oikawa, who? But maybe this just goes deep, so I didn't know he was always still in there. He IS incredibly lovable after all, you can't change my mind about that, and I really respect him as a complex character and okay, yeah, I honestly can't remember who was my first between him and Kuroo at this point because I was simping for them both before I really even remembered their names (and was trying to avoid being teased by my bf for rewatching scenes with them since he had to bribe me to watch the show in the first place). Anyways, I don't know what I'm saying anymore since I desperately need to go to sleep, maybe for a whole day, so I hope you guys like this one! Because.. just, yeah. Toru <3 I guess

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fiveisnumber1 · 3 years

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Ok but H7 going to the past is one thing... How about Penn going to the past?

There's another briefcase Five and Reader are safeguarding but before they can hide it away, Reader and Five are called away (could be a mission but my personal fav idea is that the Hargreeves and H8 are causing a commotion about something and Reader and Five have to go deal with it). Penn is too young to not know to touch it and Reader and Five thought he wouldn't be able to anyway since he was asleep when they left it in the room for literally 2 seconds while they go to deal with their obnoxious family. But Penn wakes up cuz of the noise and what would a toddler be if not curious so Penn goes to the big black box and fiddles with it and WHOOP he's in the past. Now the options for *which* part of the past is interesting cuz it could be:

A) Teen!UA. They see this little kid emerge from one of the rooms and are literally *shocked pikachu faces* cuz HOW? WHERE? HUH? These teens have never even met a baby before and then he starts crying and asking for Mommy and Daddy but who even are his parents? How did he even get in the house? But it's Vanya who notices that the little boy has A LOT of young Five's features (it's sort of creepy honestly) and for a moment they all wonder if this isn't Five himself except of course it isn't and then Penn probably accidently phases through something and then Ben figures it out and they all realize it's Five and Reader's son and just... Chaos.

Cue the Teen!UA hiding Penn from Reginald because they absolutely WILL NOT let their abusive father touch their nephew until Five and Reader come to get him back.

B) Penn appears at a time after Reader comes back to the past and she has the same reaction to coming across the toddler in the house as Teen!UA would but then the toddler looks like her and old childhood pictures of Five (there aren't many but Grace did take a few without Reggie knowing) and then eventually Reader and Five come to get Penn obviously. They're beside themselves with worry in any timeline he appears in and young!Reader gets to see herself and Five but older but is happy cuz that means he finally came back to her and the fact that they have a son means they're together which means her Five who's still stuck in the future does love her back too.

C) Penn appears during the apocalypse time period when Five is running around trying to fix things and it causes even more chaos than usual because on top of everything there's this unknown baby to deal with. Allison is the most adept at caring for children obviously cuz of Clair and then Five comes home and Reader already is home and then Penn recognizes his mom and dad even if they look a little different and runs to them. Cue Reader and Five blushing because WHAT? Penn refuses to leave their side tho and this (alternate timeline) apocalypse is averted simply because Allison calls Vanya over to tease Five and Reader see her nephew and Penn leads to Hargreeves family bonding time which greatly helps them not kill each other and Penn really loves his Auntie Vanya and that just really helps Vanya feel better about herself and that she matters so luckily she doesn't accidentally kill the whole world.

I was just reading through the H7 in the past asks and then the idea of Penn going to the past crossed my mind. Originally the idea I had was of it being teen!Penn who goes back but then toddler Penn is cuter just made more sense and the comedy aspect is amped up no matter which timeline you choose. I just couldn't fix on ONE time where he could go because there's a lot to unpack in wherever part of the timeline he ends up and each has its own chaotic hilarity to elaborate on so I decided to mention all three to let everyone decide which they like best.

Awww all of these are so cute! Honestly, Penn would be adorable in any of these situations because he’s just so small and loveable. But you mentioned Teen!Penn accidentally traveling through time gave me an idea. Like, imagine he asked Five to teach him how to jump through time and they had just accomplished seconds and Five was so proud. Five says they can move onto minutes and Penn just gets so excited from making his dad proud that he accidentally jumps far back in time by accident and meets the Teen!UA. And this could go a couple of ways too.

1) He jumps back to pre-Five running away and now he’s there with the complete teen!UA plus the reader and has to tread on eggshells to not mess up the timeline with them because his existence depends on it

2) post-Five running away so it’s the Teen!UA minus Five. They’re so confused as to who Penn is and Penn being the child of the reader and Five just ignores them and is like:

Penn: [looking at Five’s portrait over the fire] So that’s the portrait that mom hated so much.

Teen!Allison: What? Our mom doesn’t hate that portrait.

Teen!Diego: [mumbles] I do...

Penn: Not your mom. Mine. She’s right, it looks nothing like dad. His eyes are brighter and he should have a more cocky smile.

Teen!Luther: Dad? Wait...Five is your dad?

Penn: Yeah.

Teen!Ben: So who’s your mom?

Penn: Uh, his wife. (Reader) Hargreeves.

Teen!UA: Holy shit...

#penn Hargreeves #timeless posts #timeless asks #timeless #time travel headcanons #penn time travel

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alvacchi · 4 years

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Phantom Thief Hanako-kun AU Story: Chapter 2- The Discussion

Wow, I'm glad you guys like the concept so much! :0 I guess I could write more!

Thanks for the support guys! It means a lot! Well, enjoy!

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-Roll the cameras!

-We start with a preview from the previous chapter!

-By your female protagonist, Yashiro Nene!

-Currently an apprentice and aiming to be a professional detective!

-So Yashiro found a bleeding Hanako in her apartment

-The horror! She managed to save him in time

-And tried to cover up the disaster

-The day after, she made a deal with the phantom thief

-Now what's up next?

-A few days had past and dear God

-Thinking about the whole deal again as she walked her way to her apartment from her job

-Yashiro thought it was a mistake

-She couldn't have been right in the head that night

-She didn't think that Hanako would actually come over

-but when she opened her door and went to her bedroom

-There he was.

-In her apartment.

-On her bed.

-Hanako: "Welcome home, detective!"

-Yashiro freaked at the sight.

-Yashiro: "KYAHHHH!"

-She attempted to push Hanako out the window

-Hanako: "Woah calm down, detective! We don't want another accident!"

-She stopped pushing and glared at him

-Yashiro: "Why are you here?"

-Hanako: "Hm? Didn't we make a deal? A gentleman thief such as myself should keep his word, no?"

-Yashiro: "Don't just come here unannounced!"

-Hanako: "Heh~ so you want me to announce myself like in my heists?"

-Yashiro stared at him blankly as she lost her words

-Exactly what part of him was a gentleman?

-Yashiro couldn't tell

-She shook her head to clear her mind before pointing her finger at him

-Yashiro: "I don't think this is a good idea! You probably just want to drag me into your schemes! Well, this detective is not going to fall for it!"

-The doorbell rang suddenly

-Yashiro: "Oh what now?"

-Yashiro went to take a look

-It's Kou and Mitsuba

-Panic mode: ON

-Yashiro sure was not having the time of her life lately

-She stormed back to her bedroom and without warning threw the covers over Hanako. Again.

-When Hanako was about to ask, Yashiro just gave him a menacing look

-Yashiro: "Not a word."

-Yashiro went over to open the door and greet the two

-Yashiro: "Kou-kun! Mitsuba-kun! It's been a while."

-Kou: "Senpai! Good evening!"

-Mitsuba: "Good evening, Daikon-senpai"

-Yashiro: 'D-daikon....that name is going to haunt me forever'

-Kou: "Mind if we come in to talk?"

-Yashiro: "Uh I don't know. I may have a couple case files I'm investigating at the moment..."

-She was bluffing to avoid them meeting Hanako

-Kou: "Please."

-Okay, this was surprising

-Kou wouldn't usually want to bother Yashiro but....he looked very distressed

-Something must have happened

-Yashiro looked at the two. Kou's eyes seemed to be filled with pain and Mitsuba had his puppy eyes

-Well screw this. Why did these guys look like little puppies?!

-Yashiro: "Okay then."

-And so that's how they ended up sitting together in Yashiro's bedroom

-Hanako still under the bed covers

-At least until Yashiro offered some tea

-He decided to move all of a sudden

-Yashiro was having a heart attack when everyone's attention was on the moving figure

-Did he want to shorten her lifespan or something?!

-Hanako came out of the bed covers but he wasn't in his usual uniform. No.

-He was disguised. Supposedly as a female version of himself. He's got a regular female school uniform on.

-Hanako: "Oh! I fell asleep! And I see there are a couple guests around! Hi, I'm Hana! I'm just staying over for the night!"

-Yashiro wanted to yell so badly

-Kou: "Oh nice to meet you Hana! I'm Kou! I didn't know Senpai was having a sleepover!"

-Kou was completely fooled

-Mitsuba: "Hmm"

-Mitsuba inched closer towards Hanako, inspecting his face

-Hanako kept up his poker face, sweating a little from the tension

-Yashiro felt like she was dying inside

-Mitsuba: "Well, I wouldn't say you're cuter than me! I'm Mitsuba by the way."

-Holy heck. They fell for it

-Yashiro wanted to faceplant herself

-She felt so relieved at the same time though

-Was that good?

-Well that was what she wanted anyways, right?

-Yashiro's eyes wandered at Hanako's exposed legs

-Her daikon leg complex was getting to her now

-Oh why was the world so cruel to her?!

-Hanako: "Well, don't mind me! You guys could continue talking!"

-And with that they focused back to what they were doing

-Yashiro: "So, you guys are here for something, right?"

-Kou: "Yeah. We wanted to talk about Hanako."

-Speak of the devil. The tension's back if only slightly

-Hanako tilted his head at that as he listened

-Yashiro didn't think she could relax anytime soon until they leave

-Mitsuba: "We were wondering if you knew what happened at Hanako's last heist."

-What?

Yashiro: "I don't actually. I was forbidden to go. Couldn't you ask your brother, Kou-kun? Wasn't he there?"

-Kou looked down to his lap with a troubled expression

-Kou: "I tried to but Teru-nii...he shut me out. He seems irritated lately. I don't know if I could tell what's bothering him."

-Yashiro: "Did it have to do with Hanako?"

-Kou: "I don't know."

-A moment of silence filled the atmosphere

-Kou: "...Senpai, do you think Hanako really is a bad person?"

-Yashiro was surprised at his question

-Yashiro: "Why do you ask?"

-Kou: "I personally don't see him as a bad person, even though I know it's part of my job to capture him. There's just something about him that feels different than your typical criminal."

-Yashiro: "Kou-kun....I don't know if I could say right now how I feel about Hanako. He's a criminal yes but I don't think we know enough about him to say."

Kou: "Ah. I understand that."

Mitsuba: "I have pictures of Hanako but they're from the other heists. Some of them aren't even in good quality which is suprising because I'm usually good at photography. He moves too quick."

Kou: "There are photos that aren't developed yet, right Mitsuba? Maybe you might get a really good one for your papers!"

Mitsuba: "Hehe perhaps!"

Kou: "Well, thanks for talking with us, Senpai. It made me feel better. We should get going now. It's late."

Yashiro: "Yeah. You two get home safely!"

Kou: "You guys have a great sleepover!"

-After they left, Hanako quickly changed back to his phantom thief outfit.

-Hanako: "Some nice friends you got there"

-Yashiro: "Don't you have any?"

-Hanako: "Perhaps~"

-Quite a vague answer

-Yashiro: "Hey...what happened at that heist the other day? I think I deserve to know"

Hanako: "There it is! The detective's nosiness is here!"

Yashiro: "You said we could get to know each other!"

Hanako: "I didn't say I'd give you answers"

Yashiro: .....

Hanako: "Maybe... I'll tell you someday eventually. Now....now's not really the right time..."

-At that moment, Hanako looked vulnerable and Yashiro felt pretty bad for prying.

-It was part of a detective's job to interrogate but she wasn't sure what she was expecting

-Hanako turned back to his teasing self suddenly

-Hanako: "Well, I'll make sure to announce myself in advance next time!"

-He took a chance to lean into her ear

Hanako: "Special service from me just like you wanted~"

-And with that he took off out the window

-Yashiro: [flustered] "AAAAA what are you saying, you stupid, stupid phantom thief!!!"

-All Yashiro's pitying thoughts flew out the window as she yelled after him

-She quickly shut up after realizing what she said and was thankful it was already dark.

-People should be asleep at this hour...

-Black Canyon was snoozing away oblivious

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-The next morning

-Yashiro went to Tsuchigomori's detective agency

-Upon arrival, Tsuchigomori was talking with a police officer and ended their conversation

-The police officer then left

-Tsuchigomori: "Ah. Yashiro-san, you're here. We just got a case this morning."

-Yashiro: "A case?"

-Tsuchigomori: "There's been a murder and we've got our suspect."

-Yashiro: "Really? Who?"

-Tsuchigomori: "Phantom Thief Hanako"

-Yashiro:

.....

'Huh?'

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