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➳ There’s Only Me When There’s You || j.jk

~ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

~ Genre: slight enemies to lovers, high school au, fluff, MAJOR angst, first love, young love (Inspired by 2000's film A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks)

~ Summary: Being new was tough. Starting out in a new school and new town without any idea where to go or any friends was tougher. When coming across Jungkook and his friends, school hadn't got any easier. When you get paired with Jungkook for a project your life becomes hell, or was it heaven?

~ Warnings: MAJOR character death, a fight happens, mentions of a hospital, mentions of blood, fluff, fluff, fluff! 190811!jungkook (iykyk), jk’s lowkey an asshole but he’s actually the sweetest, they’re so incredibly adorable i’m sobbing, use of petnames (mostly baby)

~ word count: 15.1k

• currently playing: star by colde

a/n: this is pure fiction. pls don’t discern the characters in the story to them irl! happy reading! 🫶🏼

This past summer your family moved to a new city. Yongsan was small, that’s what you liked about it. But your family wanted to get away from the big bustling city of Seoul. They thought it’d be better for you. Moving was exciting to you. Being in a new place and all. The house they had bought was small, it had two bedrooms, with a bathroom, and a big enough living space for the three of you.

The people in the neighborhood were nice. They welcomed you with fresh food and some plants to plant in the mini greenhouse next to the yard. It was very thoughtful of them. Tomorrow is your first day at your new school. You were going into your senior year. They say it’s supposed to be one of the most exciting times in high school.

After you finish unpacking your things you walk into the living room where your dad was sitting. He was on the phone talking with the moving people to figure out where the rest of your stuff was. And your mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner. You decide to take yourself out of the house and explore the small town you now call home.

Making sure your parents knew where you were, you turn your head around the corner of the kitchen and call for your mom.

“I’m gonna go out and look around town, is that okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Just be careful. Don’t go too far and be back before the sun goes down.” she tells you

Nodding your head, you turn to put your shoes on and make sure you have your phone with you. The air outside was nice. It was still mid-summer but the weather around this time seemed to cool down.

When you walk into the village you meet a lot of nice people. Mrs. Kim was the first person you met. “Hi honey. Are you new around here? I don’t think I’ve ever seen your face around here”. She ran one of the local restaurants.

“No, I’ve actually moved here a few days ago. My family and I live nearby. I just wanted to come in and see what was around here. So, I know somewhat my way around.” you explain to her. She nods her head and gasps as an idea pops up into her head.

“Well, if you ever need anything, please stop by. I’ll be glad to help” she says to you with a sweet smile.

“Thank you, Mrs. Kim. I’ll keep that in mind. Have a good night” you smile at her and walk away to explore more of the village. There wasn’t much to do. There were a few bookstores you had walked past and a few other markets. Deciding to head back home you text your mom that you were on your way. Without looking at where you were going you bumped into a firm chest. When you look up, you’re met with a teenage boy. His hair was a bit of a mess but still maintained. He was actually rather cute.

Before you could say anything, he says, “Are you okay?” you pause for a minute trying to collect your thoughts. He looks blankly at you waiting for you to respond. Finally, after staring at him for what felt like an eternity, you answer him. “Yeah, I’m okay. I’m sorry for bumping into you” you bow your head slightly to him as you apologize.

“It’s alright. Are you new around here? I don’t think I’ve seen you before” you respond the same way you answered to Mrs. Kim. You tell him that you had just moved here a few days ago with your family. He nods his head and excuses himself. But not before he introduces himself.

“I’m Jungkook by the way.” He has a faint smile on his lips. You tell him your name. “It’s nice to meet you, Jungkook” he nodded and slowly started to walk away. “It was nice to meet you too” Finally, you both bid goodbye to each other and you make your way back home.

Jungkook and his friends were out tonight. There was a bridge near one of the old farms, no one was allowed near there, yet they all agreed to meet up. Taehyung brought along his girlfriend and her friends. Their other friend Jimin decided to tag along with them.

Jungkook came up late (as usual) and Taehyung walks up and grabs his best friend by the nape of his neck playfully. “Where the hell have you been. We were all waiting for you” he says

“Don’t worry about it, I’m here now, aren’t I?”

Taehyung laughs at him. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Does anyone have the drinks?” Jimin walks up next to them and pulls out a case of Soju from the trunk of his car and places it next to him. Taehyung’s girlfriend, Ara, holds him by his waist and asks Jimin to pass her a drink. Her friend, Sooha, hasn’t taken her eyes off Jungkook since he got there. He walks over to Jimin and grabs a bottle for himself. As he stands next to Jimin, Sooha makes her way to the case and takes one. She ‘tries’ to open the bottle but fails. She pouts her lips and looks up to Jungkook “Can you open this for me Jungkookie”

He looks down at her and grabs the bottle from her hand and opens it for her.

“Who’s jumping first?”

Jimin speaks up “I think you should Kook. Since you were late, you should make up for it” Taking a swig of his drink Jungkook shrugs his shoulders and places his down. He takes off his pants and his black t-shirt. He stands on top of the bridge and flips everyone off.

Then, he jumps backwards into the river full of water. And yells at the top of his lungs

“Fuck all of you!”

With all the noise they were making a farmer flashed a light towards them.

“Hey! Who’s over there! You shouldn’t be here! He yells at them.

“Shit, shit, shit!” Jungkook says under his breath swimming back to where his clothes were.

“Hurry get in the car!” Taehyung urges his girlfriend.

Everyone fled and Jungkook was left to fend for himself.

“Is that you Jeon!” the man says

“Fuck” he runs for his car and speeds off.

The next morning, Jungkook walks out of his room into the living room. His mom was already in the kitchen.

“I heard what you did last night Jungkook” she says with a stern voice

“Why do you always get yourself stuck in these situations! I mean this is the third time already and school has just barely started a couple weeks ago! You are so irresponsible. And you know what ever since you started hanging out with that boy Taehyung, that’s all you’ve been doing is getting in trouble” she yells at him in disappointment.

“You’re hanging out with the wrong crowd here Jungkookie, you need to find new people to hang out with” she shakes her head at him and walks away.

He sits there thinking about what his mother said.

~ You wake up to your alarm blaring in your ear. Today was your first day at your new school. The feeling of anxiety kept you up at night and you barely had any sleep. The clock read 7:00 a.m. When you walk out of your room, you’re hit with the smell of breakfast. Walking into the living room your father is nowhere to be seen. Your mom had told you that he went out to find a job locally.

“So how do you feel about being at a new school?”

Registering her question in your sleepy state you make up a smile and answer her. “I’m nervous, I’ll be fine though” she nods her head at you and goes to make her morning coffee.

Done with breakfast you walk over to your bathroom to clean yourself up. You haven’t bothered with makeup since freshman year. It only made your face feel gunky with the number of products you used to feel pretty.

Your outfit was simple. It was a soft pink cardigan with a white skirt matching it. You tied your hair up into a half ponytail. Leaning down to pick up your backpack from your floor; you make your way to the front door and tell your mom goodbye.

“I love you, I’ll be back soon mom”

“Okay, I love you too honey. Have a good day at school.” she tells you.

The school was only a five-minute walk from your house.

“Yo, check out her sweater,” Jimin says

You were wearing a pastel-colored cardigan with flowers on it. It was a bit beat up because you’ve worn it so many times. But you still liked to wear it.

“Yeah I think I wore it when I was nine” Sooha chuckles

They see you walk past them with a few books in your hand and hardly any idea where to go.

“Um excuse me, do you know where the front office is?” You ask one of them. You hadn’t noticed Jungkook, but he pays attention to you.

Taehyung speaks up and laughs “It’s down that way” he points into a direction. You nod you head at him “Cute sweater” Sooha says sarcastically. Not reading her sarcasm you tell her “Thank you” and make your way over to the office. When you’re out of sight they all begin to laugh. Jungkook with a faint smile painted on his lips.

“Jungkook to the principal's office, Jungkook to the principal's office” is heard over the intercom. Groaning, he makes his way over to the front of the school where he’s needed. He knocks on the door and Mr. Kang holds his hand up and tells him to wait outside as he finishes up talking to another student.

A few minutes pass by and when the student walks out the principle motions his hand for Jungkook to come in. He walks through the door and shuts it.

“So, Mr. Jeon, I’ve heard from your mother you’re causing trouble again? I thought we spoke of this.”

Jungkook doesn’t say anything. He sits in silence and only waits for Mr. Kang to continue.

“I also couldn’t help but notice your grades have slipped during last year’s final exam. And ever since school started a few weeks ago you already have such low grades.” Sitting in the chair in front of Mr. Kang’s desk he slouches, shakes his head, and laughs in disbelief.

“Your absences and tardies have affected you severely. You haven’t always been like this Jungkook. I think it’s time for you to seek out new friends and join a new crowd.” Mr. Kang places his hands over his desk and continues.

“From now on, you will stay after school to be tutored and I have asked the clean-up committee if they are able to let you work to help clean up around the school on the days you don’t have tutoring. I expect you to follow my instructions. If not, there will be consequences. Do I make myself clear Mr. Jeon”

Sighing in defeat, he nods.

“Yes, Mr. Kang”

“Good. Now get out of my office and get to class”

When you got to the front office. They gave you your schedule for your classes for this year. When you walk out of the office you bump into someone. You don’t get to catch a glimpse of who the person was as they continued walking and didn’t bother to say sorry. Brushing it off, one of the student aids in the office is instructed to show you around campus.

After the tour was done you walk to the first class of the day. Botany. Plants always caught your interest when you were younger. You always wanted to see the cherry blossom trees. They were looked beautiful no matter what time of the year it was.

As you walk into class all eyes were on you. You slowly make your way to the front and the techer finally notices you.

“Ah, you must be our new student. I’m Mr. Jung. Do you mind introducing yourself?”

“Well, I’m from Seoul, and I’ve moved here only a couple of days ago. I hope you treat me kindly” you say to the class.

When you say your name a certain person’s ears perk up. Jungkook looks to the head of the class and remembers you from the day before. The girl who bumped into him. Next to him he hears his friend, Taehyung, make a comment about you. “She looks” he pauses “Like a loser” he laughs quietly next to Jungkook. He disagrees strongly, but he laughs along with his friend.

When you make your way over to your seat. Taehyung pushes his foot in front of you and you trip and almost land on your knees. If it weren’t for the desks next to you. Your face turns beet red out of embarrassment. The whole class starts to laugh at you. Quietly making your way to your seat, you sit down and take your things out of your backpack.

“Alright everyone quiet down. Let’s start with today’s lesson”

Completely blocking out what the teacher says you only think about when today was going to end.

During lunch you sat by yourself. You had tried talking to some of the kids in your class, but they only said a few words to you before walking away. You shook it off and thought maybe you could find someone to talk to tomorrow. As you take your food out, you don’t notice a group of people walking to the table you’re sitting at. When you look up you see the boy who had tripped you earlier. You also take notice of the boy you bumped into yesterday.

“Oh, hi Jungkook! I didn’t know you went here” you say to him. But the boy in front of him looks confused at him. There was girl next to Jungkook. She gave you a disgusted look as you spoke.

“Kook, you know her?” he points at you. You have a look of confusion on your face as well. What you’re not prepared for was the boy’s response.

“I don’t, I don’t know how she knows my name” he only shrugs. This has you extremely confused.

“Alright weirdo looks like you have no friends. Now I know why” The boy you had yet to know the name of walks away. But before Jungkook could follow his group he looks back at you for a second, then he makes his way.

After school you decide to take a walk into town. You stop by Mrs. Kim’s and hang out there and talk to her. You felt you needed to take on a small job to help boost your family a little bit. So, you bring it up to her. “Mrs. Kim?” you say “Yes, dear”

“I was wondering if you were hiring? I want to help out my family. We're not really doing the best right now and I wanted to see if I could do a small job for you?” you ask hoping she would say yes.

“That’s so sweet of you” she places a hand over her chest

“Of course, I can get you something to do here. Can you start tomorrow after school?” she asks

“Yes!” With that you make your way back home.

~ It was getting close to the end of school. Your plan was to go straight to Mrs. Kim’s place so you could officially start your new job. But, of course, your plan had to be messed up in some way. Because when you make your way to the front of the school to go on your way. You run into Jungkook’s friend group. You try your best to ignore them, but their yelling of your name stopped you in your tracks.

Taehyung walks up to you. He only stands in front of you before he speaks up.

“Look new girl, this is a scary world we live in. But I think it’d be best if you kept your distance from other people. You know, since you’re new and all. Some kids find it a little weird when you know their name when they’ve never spoken to you. Okay?” he says in a mocking tone. Jungkook stands there and watches it all happen. They walk away. But the girl that gave you a look earlier bumps into your shoulder.

“Oops!” she says as she walks over to Jungkook’s side and locks her arm with his. What you don’t notice when you turn back around is that he removes her arm from his and takes a different route from the others.

It’s been almost a week since you started at your new school. You still hadn’t made any progress with making new friends. You didn’t mind though. You liked to keep to yourself anyway. What threw you off still was the way Jungkook had denied that he knew you. And the way he looked at you every time you walked into class.

Everything about him confused you. When you walk into class today, he does the same thing. He looks at you but when you look back at him, he looks away. The boy you had now learned his name was Taehyung only looked at you as if you were some weird creature. You sat down at your desk in the back of the class and waited for class to start. Mr. Jung started the lesson and started to explain what he had planned. “Okay class, today I have a partner project planned” he says.

“You all have to make a presentation and I will provide you with a plant. You must discuss and explain how the operation of a plant affects our environment. This will be due by the end of this month. Any questions?”

Taehyung raises his hand “Yes, Mr. Kim”

“Will we get to pick our partners?” he asks

“I have already assigned partners so; no, you do not get to choose who you work with.”

“Dammit” he says under his breath

I have put your names up on the sheet I put in the front of the room. Please look at it as you make your out at the end of class”

You weren’t too worried about who you’d be partnered with. You just hoped you hadn’t gotten paired with Taehyung or any of his group. When you walk up to the sheet of paper you read your name next to Jeon Jungkook.

Spending the majority of your time at Mrs. Kim’s washing a few dishes here and there. You decide to work on part of your assignment for Mr. Jung’s class. As you took your things out of your bag you heard the beeping sound of someone entering the restaurant.

A drink is placed on your table. You look up to see it was Jungkook.

“Hi” he says quietly

Ignoring him you go back to what you were doing. Sighing, he sits down at your table and puts a hand over your book. Looking up at him with an annoyed look on your face you puff out air from your nose with furrowed brows.

“Do I know you?” you say in a sarcastic voice

He scoffs at you and looks down at the floor. His elbow is resting on the table while the other is laid in his lap. “C’mon now don’t be like that”. He can’t be serious. After acting like he had no clue who you were and letting his friends treat you like trash he wants to act like you’re in the wrong.

Furious, you pick up your things and try to walk out of the restaurant. Before you can make it out of the door you feel a hand tug on your arm. You stop in your tracks, and you hear Jungkook open his mouth to speak. Yet, nothing comes out. Turning around to face him and raise your eyebrows at him, waiting for him to say something.

“Look, I came here so we could work on our project. I got you as my partner and I can’t fail this project.”

Deciding not to be petty you oblige. You shake your head and walk back to the table you were sitting at.

During the middle of working on your project Jungkook speaks up.

“Um, look. You’re smart right? Do you think you can tutor me after school?” he asks out of the blue. You look up at him with a surprised look on your face. Should you really do this? After how he’s treated you? You think for a moment before you reply.

“Okay” you tell him. There’s too much hate in this world. You take the nicer route and agree with him.

He smiles.

“Okay, great. What days are you available?” he asks. You begin to plan out the days you would tutor Jungkook and the days you’d be working with Mrs. Kim. This is more than you thought you’d take on. But if you power through, you would be okay.

You told Jungkook you were available on the weekends and some days of the week. It was Saturday. You told him to meet you at the library at 8:00 a.m. The library opened an hour earlier than that, so you decided to show up a little earlier than planned to catch up on some of your other class assignments.

When you look at the clock again it reads 8:17. He was late. Not having his phone number, you weren’t able to text him. It’s not when you hear the silent panting of someone coming up behind you that you begin to place your things back on the table.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I woke up late and I completely forgot to set an alarm”

You look down to the table and audibly sigh

“It’s okay, let’s just start on this so you don’t have to be here as long as you should be”

Finally caught up with his breath, he closes his mouth and stares at you. He takes his seat next to you and pulls out his textbooks. The book you had placed on the table had some loose papers in it. One of them being something for your eyes only. It fell on the floor, and you hadn’t noticed. Jungkook leans to pick it up. The only word he read at the top of the paper was ‘List’. Realizing what he had in his hand you snatch the paper from his hold.

“What is that” he asks. “It’s a list of things I’d wish to do in my life” he nods his head and looks back down to his paper. “What’s so bad on the list that you grabbed it out of my hand like that?” You clear your throat and answer him. “There’s nothing bad, they’re just some things I’d like to do with the time that I have” Before he can ask what you mean you clap your hands quietly. “Let’s just start studying”

Without pushing any further, he agrees.

The next day at school you walk in and see Jungkook again. He’s standing with his friends by his locker. That same girl that bumped into you is standing next to him. You walk towards them. When you get closer, they’re all laughing at something you didn’t hear. You move your attention to Jungkook. “Jungkook, are we still on for Saturday?” you ask him. He looks around at his friends. They’re laughing at what you just said.

He has a faint smile on his lips. He looks back up at you and says, “You wish”. You’re once again left, confused. You walk away and hear them all laughing again. “Oooh that’s gotta hurt.” Taehyung said. His arm wrapped around his girlfriend he starts laughing into his neck.

~ Jungkook was on a late-night drive. There was a small garden just past the school library. Nobody went there except for old people and sometimes the gardeners to take care of the plants. “What the hell” he sees you make your way over to the entrance of the garden. He rolls his window down and yells out your name.

You turn around scared half to death at the loud voice that just called your name. When you see Jungkook you continue your way over to the garden.

“Hey! Wait!”. The engine of his car is turned off and you hear the slam of his door. He’s running up to you and you’ve slowed down your pace.

“What are you doing out here so late? And why are you by yourself, there’s weird people out at this hour”

“Well, that wouldn’t be a problem because according to your friends I’m placed under that category”

You begin to make your way over to the flowers. There was a magnolia tree with a wooden bench underneath. Taking a seat under the tree some of the flowers fell off the stem and landed on the bench. Jungkook takes his seat next to you and looks up at the sky. Tonight was quiet. The rustling of the wind against the leaves of the tree is soothing.

“Are you ever gonna tell me about that list?”

You turn your head to him “Why would I? And why do you suddenly have any interest in me? What is it to you?”

“I just want to be your friend; I know it’s been tough for you ever since you got her-” you cut him off before he can continue his sentence. “What the hell do you know? I’ve been treated like shit since I got to the school and it’s because of your friends.”

He’s left speechless. His intention was never to make you feel like this. The reason why he acted like that is because his friends acted like that. Jungkook and Taehyung have always been friends. He would always follow Taehyung’s lead. They did everything together. Their friend group only expanded with the added years.

He looks down in shame. Feeling guilty for the way he’s been treating you. You break the silence and switch to another topic.

“That list” you say. This catches his attention as he looks up slowly and waits for you to continue.

“I made it a few years ago. I want to try and fulfill it as much as I can” you smile down at your lap. Thinking about possibly doing the million things you wrote down on that piece of paper. “I want to visit a forest of cherry blossom trees. I’ve always had a fascination with them. They look so pretty, it’s a shame that they only bloom once out of the whole year. They don’t live that long. Just to experience them once would be amazing.”

Jungkook sits and listens. “You’re really into mother nature. Huh?” he says. “It’s really great, how the Earth becomes so beautiful with the plants that surround us.” You smile at that. Looking around at the flowers planted in the grounds of the garden. You could talk endlessly about them.

And you do that night with Jungkook.

Out of nowhere in the comfort of the silence between you two he brings it up again.

“What else is on that list? What’s the first one you have written down?” he asks curiously. You look down at your lap and smile.

“That’s classified information Jeon Jungkook” you look up at him. Laughing and nodding his head he puts his hands up in the air.

“Alright fine, then, what else is on there?”

“Hmm” you think for a second.

“I wanna experience love. The way they put it in movies. I want to experience that love so bad.” you sigh

Jungkook looks at you and listens. “Another thing on that list is to learn how to cook. My mother makes it look so easy” you chuckle.

“Okay what’s one more thing on there” he asks

“I want to get a tattoo”

The list went on and on and he sat there listening to you the whole night.

Jungkook hears rustling in the bushes behind him. He brushes it off and looks at you as you speak about your passion for nature.

Today was Jungkook’s birthday. It was also Saturday. You scheduled today to help tutor him. When he walks up to your front gate, he knocks on it and waits for someone to open it. Not expecting your father to open it, he gives Jungkook a glare.

“What do you want and what are you doing here?” he says in a low voice. He’s heard a few words about the Jeon boy. The boy was a troublemaker. He didn’t do good in school, and he had nothing going for him except for being popular. Your father was skeptical, but when he hears you walk up to the gate, he settles down a bit, guard still put up high.

“Dad, it’s okay. I invited him over; I told him I’d help him with his studies.”

He looks over at you with confusion written all over his face. “Why are you doing that sweetheart? This boy is bad news” he points his finger at Jungkook, and he rolls his eyes.

“Because Dad, there’s too much hate going around in this world. I think giving him a second chance is greater than having no chances at all.” you kiss him on the cheeks and only slightly agrees with you. You walk back to the house and wait for Jungkook to walk in.

But your father stops him in his tracks. “Listen, if you try or do anything stupid with her, I’m kicking your ass. You understand?” Jungkook looks up at him and nods. He makes his way over to you quickly trying to ignore your father’s stare.

~ When he enters your house, it’s filled with plants everywhere. A few boxes are left to be unpacked but the house is mostly filled. Entering your room, you have flowers decorating the walls of your room. Your window is open and looks out to a tiny garden in your backyard.

The books spread around your floor are open to different pages about math. Jungkook had been struggling in it and considering your already high grade in calculus he should be in good hands.

“I heard around school that it’s your birthday today. I stopped by Mrs. Kim’s and got you this.” You walk over to your kitchen and pull out a plastic bag. It was a bowl of miyeokguk. The seaweed soup that your mother cooks for you for your birthday every year. He looks up at you and smiles.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“Well it is your birthday. Everybody deserves something on their special day” you say cheerfully.

Sighing you look down at the books on your floor and say, “Let’s get started shall we?”

“You’ll never believe what I saw the other night” Sooha says. She pulls out her phone to show everyone what she was talking about. It was a picture of you and Jungkook sitting at the garden talking. “What the hell is he doing sitting and talking with her?” Taehyung laughs. “Yeah, I thought JK didn’t know her” Jimin says.

“Yeah well looks like their best friends” Sooha pauses.

“I have an idea” Ara says with a smirk on her face.

“Come inside”

She takes them to her room and opens her laptop. She pulls up an old picture of you from your old school. She had to do some digging to find it. The picture was of you at a dance. You had your makeup and hair done. And you were wearing a long silky blue dress. Ara clicks on it and begins planning out her idea. She crops your body out of the picture and pastes it onto a picture with a bed with red satin sheets on it.

“This is gonna be so good” she chuckles

~ Sitting in the library, you have a book in your hand about cherry blossom trees. It explains so much about things you hadn’t known about them, and your head is so deep into the book you don’t realize Jungkook pulling out a chair next to you. You look up to see him looking at you.

“What are you reading?” You pull the book up close to his face so he can read it. “Ahh, the encyclopedia of the cherry blossom tree. Have you read anything more interesting about it?”

“I read that they symbolize the beauty of both life and death. Spring is when they bloom and it’s the start of a new life. This is what I love so much about them, they have such beautiful meanings to them”

“Hmm, that is really interesting” Jungkook says.

You put your book down and furrow your brows at him. “What do you want Jeon, were in public you know? Someone can see you sitting here.” He scoffs and shakes his head. “Is it so hard to believe that I want to be friends with you? Maybe even something more, possibly? Why do you think I’ve spent so much time with you lately?” he raises his eyebrows at you this time. Trying to read your expression. You stare into his eyes and try to process the words that just came out of his mouth.

After pausing, Jungkook leans in. His face close to yours, lips almost touching. His forehead leans against yours and he smiles. Jungkook closes his eyes and places a hand over your cheek. “I’ll see you after school tomorrow, okay?” he says under his breath.

Taking a deep breath, you nod your head.

During lunch the next day, you walked out of class to make your way to the roof of the school, where you always hung out, but you see Sooha from the corner of your eye. She walks up to you and places a hand on your arm.

She calls out your name. “Hey, look. I need your help with something. Could you follow me to the courtyard please?” she asks in a soft tone.

“Sure, but what for?”

“Ugh enough with the questions already! Just follow me, it’ll be super quick.”

“Um okay”

As you make your way down the halls and to the exit of the building, you walk down the steps into the courtyard space where everyone was. When you get there, it becomes silent. All eyes are on you. Then, Jimin bursts out laughing. Taehyung is clutching his stomach because of how hard he’s laughing. Everyone has their phone in their hand, and they all point at it. “Oh?” Sooha says. She picks up Ara’s phone and shows it to you.

“Is this you?” When you look at the phone, it’s a picture of you. It’s the picture from your junior year at your dance. Your body was laid on a red bed. Your clothes were edited to make it seem like you weren’t wearing anything. The text above the picture said ‘___ The Slut?’

You feel a burning sensation behind your eyes. Your vision starts to become blurry. With everyone laughing at you; you turn around too embarrassed to be in front of anyone. But when you try to make it to the exit of the courtyard you bump into someone. You look up and you see Jungkook. “Hey, what’s wrong” he moves your hair out of your face and holds you cups your cheeks. He wipes your tears with his thumb.

You hold on to his wrist and push him away. You run out, wishing the ground would swallow you whole.

“Wait!” Jungkook yells after you. He turned around to see what had happened while he was gone.

“What the hell did you do Sooha” he says furiously. He clenches his jaw and balls his hands up into a fist. Taehyung makes his way over to him with his arms crossed over his chest.

“What JK? It was just a little bit of fun, what the fuck is wrong with you. You haven’t been hanging out with your real friends. You’re always spending time with the slut” he laughs.

The amount of hate Jungkook feels in his blood right now is too much to handle. He’s never felt this angry towards someone. He rushes toward Taehyung and punches him on the cheek.

“Jungkook!” Ara screams at him. Jungkook repeatedly hits him until he’s physically tired. Jimin reaches Jungkook’s shirt and pulls him away. “Enough man. He’s bleeding all over the place! Calm the fuck down!” It’s Jimin’s turn to yell, but he doesn’t care. All he cares about right now is finding you.

He rushes his way out of the courtyard and runs in the direction he saw you walk away in.

Finally spotting you in the front of the school he runs after you.

“Hey!” he calls your name softly. After catching up to you he places his hands on your cheeks again.

“What did they do? Huh? I swear to God, I’ll fucking hurt them even more if you tell me what’s wrong” Tears are streaming down your face. Seeing you cry makes him feel an ache in his chest. Jungkook tries his best to wipe them away. When you see his knuckles, they’re covered in blood. “Are you okay?” you ask him.

“Baby, I’m fine. It’s you that I’m worried about right now.”

You turn in his hold, but he refuses to let you walk away from him. He holds you by your arms and makes you look into his eyes. He quietly says your name. “Tell me what happened” he says in a low voice. You look up at him and completely break down.

He pulls you in closer to his chest and wraps his arms around you gently. “They embarrassed me. So bad, I can’t do this right now.” you cry into his neck. He kisses the crown of your head and then your forehead. “I’m here, baby.” he says to you. Stroking the back of your head as you weep in his arms.

Jungkook drove you home that day. After he parked in front of your house, he walked you to the front gate. Walking side by side you turn to face him. “Thank you for today, Jungkook. I don’t know how I’d repay you” you tell him. He looks down at you and smiles. “You don’t need to repay me, as long as you’re okay then I’m okay. Alright?”

Nodding your head up at him you realize just how close your faces are. He looks down to your lips and back up to your eyes. His head leaning in slowly, hands placed lightly on your hips. Then, the buzzer of the gate opens and reveals your father.

Standing, patiently he waited for you to come back inside the house. “Say goodnight to Mr. Jeon, sweetheart” he tells you. You look back to Jungkook and place a gentle hand on his cheek. “Goodnight” you say sweetly to him. He smiles down at you and says the same thing. After watching you walk through the doors of your house Jungkook looks at your dad. “Goodnight, sir.” He walks away and gets into his car.

Later that night your phone starts to buzz with an incoming call. Picking up the phone you read the name. ‘Jungkook’ pops up on the screen and you slide the answer button. “Hey, what are you doing up so late?” you ask him with a tired voice. “I could ask you the same thing; I wasn’t sure if you’d even answer.” His heartbeat picks up at the thought of you in bed with drowsy eyes and cute pajamas on. “I just wanted to check in to see how you were doing” you chuckled at him. Butterflies erupt in your stomach thinking about him caring this much about you.

“I’m doing just fine Jungkook, stop worrying so much. How’s your hand?” you say. You couldn’t help but think about what happened after you left the courtyard. Did he fight someone?

“It’s been better”

“What happened back there? Did you punch someone?” You ask, curious to know what had gone on. He sighs over the phone. He takes a deep breath before answering you. “Look, don’t worry about it alright? Knowing that your fine is enough for right now.”

He looks up at the clock on his dresser and reads the time. It’s getting late and he feels bad for keeping you up at such an hour. “You should head to bed, it’s getting late.” Nodding your head, you agree with him. “You’re right, goodnight Jungkook.”

“Before you go” he says and takes a moment to collect his thoughts and come up with something to say.

“Um do you wanna, maybe, go out with me tomorrow?” He waits for you to answer.

“I don’t think I can.” you tell him. His mood completely drops. His shoulders deflate as he tries to think of what to say next.

“Oh”

It’s silent for a moment.

“Do you have something already planned for tomorrow or” he stops

“I can’t date” you say softly, smiling even though he can’t see you.

“I see” he says lost in thought.

“Uh, you better get to sleep. I'm sorry for keeping you up”

You laugh lightly. “Goodnight, Jungkook” you say for the last time.

“Goodnight, sweetheart”

~ Jungkook has tried his hardest to build up the courage to talk to your parents and get their blessing. He’s been spending a lot more time with you lately. Meeting you after school and walking to the garden together. Jungkook also, hasn’t built up the courage to confess how he feels about you.

It’s driving him absolutely insane. But there was no way you hadn’t noticed it by now. He was so obvious. He always called you by petnames or he was always being touchy with you.

One of the days he spent with you in the garden he brought a blanket and some food. Walking over to your usual meet up spot he sees you already sitting on the bench. Looking up at the leaves as they slowly fall. It was nearing the end of summer and fall was beginning to show itself.

He couldn’t help but look at the way you sat there. Looking so effortlessly beautiful, you took his breath away. Walking up to you, you look up to see him with a bag and a basket clad in his hands. Your face lights up at the sight of him.

Jungkook made you feel things you’ve never felt before, almost like you were sitting by a fireplace on a warm winter night, or cuddling in your blanket when the weather is rainy and gloomy outside. When he enters a room, your whole world completely lights up.

The same goes for him. He can’t stop thinking about you whether it’s day or night. It’s every hour of the day that you occupy his mind. He’s so deeply infatuated with you it almost makes him sick with love.

“Hi, baby,” he says. The petname makes your heart stop beating for a minute. You smile up at him and greet him back. “Hi,” you say with a sweet voice. He bends down to kiss your forehead and places the things down on the floor.

Sneaking around behind your parents’ backs didn’t feel good but risking it all for him was worth it. “I brought a blanket and some food for us.” You giggle at his thoughtfulness. “Hmm, is today a special day or what?” you ask him. Feeling giddy as ever. “Nothing special, just felt like doing it” he shrugs his shoulders as he sets everything up.

Moving down to the blanket laid over the grass you straighten out your white skirt and sit down. He sets the basket up next. Laying the food out for you, when he’s done, he moves to sit behind you and moves you, so you’re settled between his legs. Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist, kisses your temple, and simply breathes in the air around you.

Sinking into his touch, you feel like you’re on clouds. The feeling he sets in you is magical. You so badly want to lay your lips on his soft ones, the thought of it makes your heart do flips. Jungkook could easily be the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

Today was the day. The day that Jeon Jungkook finally found the courage to ask your parents for their blessing. He's scared shitless of what their answer could be. He’s praying that he gets a positive answer from them so he can finally give you something that you deserve. Taking a deep breath, he reaches the front of your gate once again.

You were out today; you had told him you wanted to explore more of the town and spend some time with Mrs. Kim. He found this the perfect opportunity to come to your house and ask what he’s been dying to ask. He knocks on the gate to get your father’s attention. When the gate opens he’s met with your father and mother.

Eyes flickering up and down at the boy. His heart is racing. Remembering what he was here for, he clears his throat and says, “Mr. and Mrs. __, I’d like to ask your permission to take your daughter out. I know she’s not allowed to date. But she deserves to be treated with the utmost respect and shown the love that she’s always desired for” he waits patiently for their response.

They turn their heads to each other and close the gate. A strong rush of dissapointment washes over him as he starts to make his way back to his car. Heartbeat picking up he hears the rustling of the gate reopening and he hears your father yell for his name. “Mr. Jeon.”

Jungkook turns his body so he’s facing your parents. “Yes, sir,” he says in a strong voice. “We will let you take our daughter out, only if you promise us you will never hurt her. And promise her you will fulfill her needs.” Elated, is what Jungkook feels. He feels like he’s on top of the world right now. A smile appears on his lips and falls to his knees and bows down to them. Not caring that his clothes are getting dirty.

“I promise you both, I will take care of her.” he says.

It’s the next day, you sat in Jungkook’s car still in disbelief that he got your parent’s blessing. “I can’t believe you did that for me” you look over at him with a fond smile. He places his hand over yours and brings it to his lips. “Baby, you don’t understand how long it took me to bring myself to them. I practically begged them.” he chuckles. He pulled a bag out from behind your seat.

"What is it?"

"Open it up and see" he smiles

When you open the bag you see a pastel blue cardigan with butterflies and flowers decorating the hem of it.

"Oh, Jungkook you didn't have to"

"But I wanted to. I saw it and thought it'd look pretty on you" too shy to look at you he looks down at his lap and played with his hands

He planned out the perfect day for you. He couldn’t wait to spend it with you.

Getting out of the car Jungkook made reservations for a restaurant that was way out of his budget. He had a little help from his mom and made sure to pay her back every cent. He holds your hand in his and guides you to your table. Pulling your chair out, he takes his own seat and scans over the menu.

“Anything catch your eye? Order whatever you want” he tells you.

Lips curling at the corners of your mouth you read through the different selections.

~ Dinner was amazing. The waiter came to pick up your plates and Jungkook took you to an empty parking lot. “What are we doing?” Looking around and see no one in sight. “You said you wanted a tattoo, right?” From the front compartment of his car, he pulls out the fake tattoos you used to use when you were little. From the corner of his eye, he sees the biggest smile grow on your face.

“Which one do you want?” scanning through the different types of tattoos.

“Pick one for me” you tell him.

He picked a cherry. Looking up at you he sees stars twinkle in your eyes as you look at him. “Where do you want it?” You pull down the neck of your sweater and show a bit of your chest. Right above your heart. Jungkook tears the tattoo out and gets a towel that was lying in his car and a water bottle. He dabs it over the tattoo where he placed it on over your heart. Pulling the paper back the print of the cherry is laying on your skin.

He rubs his finger over it gently and looks at you. Averting your gaze, you start to feel nervous. Only Jungkook can make you feel like this.

~ Jungkook wouldn’t tell you your next destination. He told you it would be quite a drive. So, you laid your head back and took a small nap. Jungkook placed his hand over your thigh and drove you to wherever he was taking you.

It wasn’t until you opened your eyes; you saw a big white arch away. It was surrounded by cherry blossom trees. Jungkook looks over at your face. Smiling the biggest smile, you unbuckle your seatbelt and open the car door. Running up to the entrance you jump up and down giggling.

Jungkook walking slowly with his hands in his pocket he watches you.

“Oh my God! Oh my God! There’s so pretty!” you almost feel tears start to build up in your eyes. You can’t believe Jungkook drove all this way. He walks up next to you and tangles his hand in yours. “You wanna go see it?” he says, lips turned up into a smile. Nodding your head eagerly, you practically drag him over.

Slowing down your pace you look around at the beautiful trees. The white and pinkish leaves fall into your hair. There’s a bridge that you stop at. In the middle of it, Jungkook places a hand on your cheek and turns your attention to him. You look up at him with those eyes. Eyes that he absolutely adores. He says your name softly and pulls you closer to you. “Do you like it? I tried so hard looking for them.” he tells you.

“Jungkook, this is like, a dream come true. I can’t believe you did this, thank you so much.” You pull him in for a hug and dig your face into his neck. His hold around you tight as he closes his eyes and soaks in the moment.

When you pull away your faces are close, lips to point they’re basically touching. He cups your cheeks with his hand and says, “I need to tell you something” you hum in response. He takes a deep breath in and finally spits out what he’s been holding in for a while.

“I love you” your heart stops.

You look into his eyes and scan his face. Looking at the little mole under his lip. And the scar that grazes his upper cheek.

“Can I kiss you?” you ask him

He only nods and slowly pulls your face closer to his. Noses brushing softly against each other. Your lips graze each other softly. Then, he slots them together. Connecting them. You feel a rush of blood go to your head. Your cheeks are warm and flushed with red. The sounds around you are the streaming water beneath your feet, the rustling wind against the leaves. And birds chirping in the trees.

The leaves are falling on top of you. This moment couldn’t be any more perfect.

On the drive home Jungkook held your hand the whole way there. Music played softly in the background and the windows rolled down to let in a gentle breeze.

When you arrive at the gate of your house, he parks his car in the same spot that he does every time he visits. Walking up to the front your hand is warm in his. You stop and turn to him. “So, what does that make us?” you ask smiling up at him.

“Well, I thought it was kinda obvious. You just want me to say it, huh?” He laughs at you. Nodding your head, you wait for him to say what you want to hear. “That makes you my girlfriend” he wraps his arms around your neck and gives your nose a little peck. You scrunch up your nose smile. You’ve been smiling the whole day your face is starting to hurt.

“Then you’re my boyfriend” you giggle. He leans in and places his lips on yours. He smiles into the kiss, and you can feel it against your lips. The gate opens and reveals your father. Who has been waiting for you to come home. “Oh, hi dad” you say. “Honey, why don’t you come inside. It’s getting late and it’s cold” You sigh and turn back to Jungkook.

“Bye” you place a peck on his lips. “Goodnight, baby.” he says and looks up at your father and walks back to his car. Once you’re on the other side of the gate your dad stops you for a moment. “Have you told him?” Smile dropping you look down to the floor.

“Not yet”

“Don’t make this harder for him or for yourself sweetheart”

“I love him dad and he love me. I’ll get there eventually”

~ At school, you’re walking hand in hand with your boyfriend. Walking past his (ex) friends, they all have their eyes on you. Sooha has an irritated look on her face. But walking past them made you feel more confident in yourself. Being with Jungkook like this made you confident.

Walking into the library you and Jungkook take a seat by the window and just sit in comfortable silence. Your legs are over his on the small couch and you’re reading your books about cherry blossoms again. That day that he took you to see the cherry blossoms, he had kept a pedal that fell from the tree and kept it in a glass container. It’s a day he’ll never forget. It’s the day he got to tell his lover that he loved her and made her his. He’s so eternally grateful to whatever god that sent you to him.

He was on his phone when he suddenly broke the silence.

“Baby?” He calls for your attention.

You hum in response, and he continues. “You wanna come over after school today? My mom said she wanted to meet you. You don’t have to if you're not ready or comfortable yet though. I was just suggesting” he says it as the words spill out of his mouth faster than you can comprehend.

You laugh at his cuteness. Thinking over about how meeting his mom would go. It would be lovely if you got to meet the person that made Jungkook the person he is today.

“Yeah, sure. That’d be great. Just tell me what time and I’ll be there.” you say softly. A wave of relief washes over him. He was worried you’d be too scared to reject him. “Alright” he pauses for a moment. “Okay, I’ll pick you up at six then?” Your lips curl up, delighted to finally meet his family. You nod your head in response and continue with your book.

Jungkook places his hand over your thigh and looks down at his phone again.

~ Looking at yourself in the mirror, you fix your hair one last time and touch up your makeup. You wanted to make yourself presentable in front of Jungkook’s mom. It’s not that you were scared of meeting her, you scared of what she might think of you. Straighten out your dress one last time your thoughts are broken by the doorbell ringing.

When you leave your room you see your mom answer the door. “Oh hi, Jungkook are you here to pick up ___?” Letting him in he walks past her and waits by the door for you. “Yeah, we're going back to my place. We're just gonna eat dinner there.” He explains. “Ah okay, well have fun. I’ll go grab her and tell her you’re here” she says. Before she can move, you emerge from the corner of your room and Jungkook sets his eyes on you. He smiles at you and pulls you in by your waist to hug you. “Hi, baby,” he says, feeling giddy at the thought of you. Telling your mom goodnight and that you’ll be back soon; Jungkook guides you with a hand on your back towards his car. He opens the door for you like the gentleman he is and walks around the car to get into the driver’s seat.

When you stop at a red light the silence between you two is broken by him. “How are you feeling?” he asks you. To be completely honest you were scared shitless. Afraid of what she might think of you. Afraid that she thinks you’re not enough for her son. Afraid that you’ll give off the wrong impression. Jungkook cuts off your thoughts by placing a kiss on your wrist.

“Baby?”

Coming back to reality you giggle softly. “Sorry, um.” You take a moment to collect your thoughts. “To be honest with you. I’m terrified.” You speak about your insecurities. Thinking about meeting his mother. You know you fully agreed to this earlier. But the drive to his house has become surreal to you now.

“She’ll love you I promise. But no matter what, if she doesn’t like you; know that I love you okay? Never forget that.” Calming your mind down, you nod your head and settle in silence for the rest of the car ride.

Jungkook walks around the car again to open your door. You thank him and look at his house. It wasn’t too big, but it wasn’t too small. It was the perfect size. Walking up to the front door, he unlocks it, and your heart picks up once again. You walk through the door and investigate the living room.

His little brother is sitting on the couch watching TV. His youngest sister was sitting on the floor watching whatever her brother was. Jungkook was the eldest out of the three. His siblings being much younger. You walk into the living room and Jungkook yells out to his siblings. “Guys, turn off the TV for a minute. I want you to meet someone.”

They both turn to look at you and you smile down at them. “This is my girlfriend, ___. This is Jungwoo and Jungha.” Cute. All of their names start the same way, you think. Jungha walks up to you. She seems to only be around four years-old and Jungwoo looks to be about seven. “It’s nice to meet you both” you softly smile at them.

Jungha tugs on your sleeve and looks up at you. “Are you a princess?” she asks. Your heart melts at the sweet little voice. “She’s not a princess! She’s not wearing a crown!” Jungwoo exclaims from where he sat. You giggle at them, and then you hear footsteps come up from behind you.

Turning around you see Jungkook’s mother. You’re a nervous wreck when you first see her face. You politely bow to her and greet her.

“It’s nice to finally meet you Mrs. Jeon”

“Oh, honey please stand up.” She motions for you to stand straight

“No need for formalities, I hope you’re hungry. I made a lot of food tonight!” She smiles at you and walks back to the kitchen.

Okay, this isn’t going as badly as you thought it’d go. You walk back to the living room with Jungkook to chat some more with his siblings. You sit down on the floor and Jungkook sits behind you on the couch. “So, Jungha. How old are you?” you ask the little girl.

She looks up from her toys and holds up four fingers in front of your face “I’m four!” Her small voice makes your chest ache from how cute she is. She goes back to her dolls and plays with them again. You turn your attention to Jungwoo and start a conversation with him.

“What about you Jungwoo?” you ask him. “I turned eight last month” You were only off by a year. This time he asks you a question. “Why are you with my brother? He’s annoying and he never lets me in his room” he pouts with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Well, I think Jungkook is amazing. You should cut him some slack. I’m sure he’s a great brother!” you tell him. Jungkook leans down and kisses the crown of your head as he looks at the TV. Your arms are laid in your lap and his are wrapped around your neck.

“Yeah, cut me some slack. I try my best!” he says to his younger brother.

“I guess” Jungwoo rolls his eyes. You laugh at him and advert your eyes to the youngest one in the room again. She looks up at you and places a doll in your lap. “Will you play with me? You can be the princess!”

You happily oblige and play with her until dinner is ready.

At the table, Jungkook’s mother places the food around it. “Wow, Mrs. Jeon this looks amazing. Thank you so much for having me over” you say to her. She smiles back at her as she puts food on the little ones’ plates. “It’s no problem sweetie. Now please tell me more about yourself! All I hear from Jungkook is ‘my girlfriend is amazing’ and ‘I can’t wait for you to meet her’." She giggles. Hearing this makes your heart swoon. He talks about you like that?

“Well, um. I’m new to town. My parents and I moved here just this summer.” you say.

“Oh! How exciting! Where did you move from?”

“Seoul, my parents wanted to get away from the city and thought it was better to move to some place smaller.” Talking about Seoul makes you miss it. Seoul is the place you grew up in. You didn’t have many friends over there, but you still managed to have some.

“Well, Yongsan is small, but everyone knows everyone and it’s a great community all around.” She reassures you.

Thinking back on your school experience you highly doubt that it’s great at all. You only smile at her. As the night goes on, embarrassing childhood stories about Jungkook may have slipped out here and there. Spending your time with them was refreshing. You adored his family. This is something you wished for in the future.

On the way back to your house the car is silent. You think back to the events of tonight and reminisce.

“So, how do you feel now?” Jungkook says

“I feel content with tonight. I love your family. They’re so adorable. I wish I could come over a lot more often.” you say with a small smile on your lips.

“Well, you can. Come over as much as you want, baby” He looks over at you and you nod. Your smile slightly fading.

At the garden, Jungkook told you to meet him there after school. He told you he had a surprise. On your way over you pass by Sooha. Not caring about the way, she looked at you, you make your way over to your lover. He stood over the magnolia tree with a cover over the bench.

Eyebrows furrowed you walk over to him and hug him. You tilt your head so you’re now looking up at him. He places his soft lips against yours and pulls something out of his bag.

It’s the cherry blossom pedal that he kept from the day that he took you to go see them. You gasp, looking at what occupied his hand. “What is this?” you question. “It’s a pedal from the cherry blossoms I took you to see.” Those butterflies in your stomach bloom from within once again. You feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have such an amazing boyfriend.

Jungkook has given you love that you’ve never experienced before. You want to thank whoever sent him to you forever. Grabbing the pedal, you hold it close to your chest. “Thank you honey,” you say under your breath and connect your lips together. Every touch of his lip is like a spark of electricity. You can never get enough of it.

“I also did something else” He takes a hold of the cloth that was covering. On the bench, there’s a gold tag right in the middle. The engraving read ‘I love you for all eternity –J' you stand there, at a loss for words. He got this done for you? You start to feel tears burn at your waterline. Everyone in the world deserved a Jungkook. Wiping the tears from your eyes you rush into him and wrap your arms around his neck.

“I can’t believe you did this” you muffle into his chest. He wraps his arms around your waist and digs his face into the crook of your neck.

“Do you like it?” looking down at you.

“I fucking love it Jeon Jungkook” you laugh and kiss his lips again. This time the kiss lasts longer. Lips moving against each other with so much passion; moving slowly together. You’ve never been happier.

Jungkook sat at his desk in his room and his mom walked through his door. “Honey?” She catches his attention. He hums in response.

“I was cleaning out your room and I found this sitting on your dresser. I swear I wasn’t snooping but I was reading and” she pauses and opens it up. Jungkook wasn’t mad at her. He just sits and sighs as he waits for his mom to read what he wrote down.

“It says study hard enough to get into college. Okay, reasonable, next one says read the encyclopedia of cherry blossom trees. The last one says, major in Botany? Since when were you into plants and nature?”

Jungkook walks up to her and rips the paper from her hand. “It’s a list I wrote up in the middle of the night the other day. ___ is my inspiration behind it.” He says with a fond smile.

She’s never seen her son this happy and in love before. It’s truly the sweetest thing she’s ever seen. Such young love between the two. Her son’s happiness makes her a whole lot happier.

One day, Jungkook gets a sudden call from you. He hasn’t been with you in the past few days due to you being away for some reason. He never questioned it, not wanting to push you to your limits. Over the phone you tell him that you needed to tell him something.

You told him to meet you at your spot at around 8:00. It was usually dark by then and he was getting worried about you being there by yourself as you waited for him. When he pulls up next to the parking lot near the garden, he hurriedly makes his way over to you. You were sitting on the bench waiting for your boyfriend to show up.

“Hey, baby, what’s going on? Are you okay?” he says in a soft voice. He takes your hand in his and pulls you closer to him. Jungkook looks at your face and notices your red puffy eyes. Have you been crying? Getting even more worried, he cups your cheeks, so your head is tilted towards him.

“Hey, whatever it is we’ll get through it, alright? Please, tell me what the hell is going on” he weeps, Jungkook can feel his hands start to shake. Were you going to break up with him? Were you moving again? All these questions build up in Jungkook’s mind and he can’t stop thinking about the worst. Until it comes. You look down and a tear drops into your lap. The soft sniffles that come from you make his heart sink. He pulls you closer to him and you sob into his shoulders.

“I should’ve told you this sooner” you say quietly

“Tell me what, baby? What should you have told me?” He starts to panic. He’s completely clueless of what you’re trying to tell him.

And then.

It spills from your mouth.

“I’m sick” Jungkook’s world stops to a halt.

“Okay, let’s take you home and you’ll feel better”

“No, Jungkook.” you pause

“I’m sick”

“No, you can’t be sick, y-you're perfect. That’s not possible.”

You try to contain your tears, but they keep falling.

“That’s why I haven’t seen you for the past few days. I was at the hospital for my checkup. I have a heart condition and it doesn’t allow my blood to flow correctly and it restricts me from doing a lot of things. I’ve had it since I was ten. This means I’d have to stay home and at the hospital a lot more.”

Jungkook couldn’t hold it in anymore. He felt mad. He felt mad at the world. This couldn’t be happening

“Why didn’t you tell me this before?” His voice raises an octive

“Because! This!” you point your hand between the both of you.

“Because we were doing so good. This was going so well. I didn’t want to tell you because it would ruin things.” You stand up from the bench. And turn your back on him. “I’m sorry” you say under your breath. You run in the direction of your house. Jungkook doesn’t let his tears loose until he’s back in his car. He feels furious. Not at you but at the situation.

“Fuck!” He punches his steering wheel and sobs into his hand. He’s never felt so helpless.

Jungkook needed time to think about what had just happened in the last few hours. How could you not have told him sooner? He feels guilty for not knowing. He’s made you do so many things not knowing the risk he’s putting you in. He was out on a drive, no location in mind. He continued down the road mindlessly.

He doesn’t realize where he’s at until he stops the car. He’s in front of the cherry blossom trees. Maybe being here was good for him. There was a store right next to the exhibition. They had everything cherry blossom related. He walks through the entrance of the store and scans around.

There was a man standing behind the counter. He watches as the young boy walks through his store looking around. “Hey, you” he says. Jungkook turns his head to him and walks to the counter. “Are you looking for something?” Jungkook pauses and looks at the wall behind the man. There were pictures of cherry blossoms all over. He notices a plant behind him. He lifts his finger and points at and asks, “What is that?”. The man turns around and carries the plant to his counter.

“This is a cherry blossom plant” Without hesitation Jungkook pulls his wallet out and makes an exchange with the man.

On the way back to Yongsan, you were all that occupied Jungkook’s mind. He was worried like crazy about you. The thought of you sitting in bed not being able to do anything causes an ache in your chest. From now on, he promises that he’ll stay by your side for all eternity. He prays to the gods above to keep you down here with him until you grow old.

He promises to take care of you until he can’t anymore.

You’re sitting in your bed reading a book. The clouds have covered the sky, and the air is a bit cold. All your medication is set next to your bedside table. Jungkook drove all the way to your house after visiting the cherry blossom tree. He stood under the arch of your door and knocked on the door twice.

You look up from your book and he walks over to you. The sight he sees is making his stomach turn. You don’t deserve to live your life like this. You were still so young. You had your whole life ahead of you. Jungkook sits at the edge of your bed and holds your hand. He brings it up to his lips and kisses the back of it. He leans in to kiss your forehead and then your nose.

Leaning his forehead against yours he speaks in a quiet tone. “Hi, honey. How are you feeling?” Trying to keep the mood positive you smile at him and say, “I’m doing great how about you?” He knows when you’re lying. But he only laughs and response to your question. “I’m doing good, baby.” he pauses for a moment. “I, um, I bought you something.” You look at him curiously. “What did you get me?”

You tug the blanket away from your lap and you sit up properly. Jungkook holds your hands and carefully pulls you up. He brings you over to your window that looks out to the garden in your backyard. You see a little plant growing from the soil.

It was a cherry blossom tree.

Your heart swells with love as you realize what he has done for you, once again. You turn your body to him to engulf him in a hug. Burying your face into his neck, his scent brings you such comfort. You wish you could keep that scent with you forever. You place your hands over his cheeks and lock your lips with his. “Thank you, for everything. I love you so much.” Pecking his lips again. You’ve never been so full of love in your life.

~ Today’s weather matched perfectly with today’s events. Your doctor told you it would be best if you got out and took in some fresh air. You spent your time with Jungkook in the garden and talked for hours. He brought you so many snacks and a blanket like he did all those months ago. You sat cuddled in front of him as he rested his back against the bench. His head rested against yours as you spent your time talking about anything.

Jungkook brings up your list again.

“Are you ever gonna tell me about number one?” he says into your ear. You giggle as you think about it.

“Alright, I guess I have to tell you" You playfully roll your eyes. Jungkook pinches your waist and you burst out laughing.

“Okay! Okay! Do want to know or not!” you say

“Fine, I’ll stop. So, tell me”

“The very first thing I put on that list is for something I need to do after.” It becomes silent. Jungkook thinks for a moment, letting your words sink in.

After?

There shouldn’t be an after. Life wasn’t fair to you. That’s all Jungkook knew.

“And what is that baby?” he pulls you closer to his chest. Afraid that you’d disappear if he didn’t hold you tight enough.

“I want to become a butterfly. I want my wings to grow strong and healthy so I’m free. I want you to look for me. I’ll show you so many signs that I’m with you. Always.” You turn in his arms and place a delicate hand over his heart. Jungkook can’t help the stinging sensation he feels in the back of his eyes. He pulls you in for a soft kiss.

Lips moving slowly against one another. He can’t imagine his life without you in it. He’s not ready to let you go.

You entangle your fingers in his slightly curly hair. You kiss the corners of his mouth and then his nose. You look at the tiny mole just under his nose. Cute.

“You know I love you, right?” you say to him. The tears that fall from his eyes fall to his chin. You reach up and wipe them away. He takes hold of your wrist and kisses your palm.

You’re going to be alright.

With him by your side.

Jungkook was out in the yard of his house watching his siblings play as his mom was getting dinner ready. He hears a car approach his driveway. It’s Jimin. He stands up from the step to his front door and walks over to his car. Jimin closes the door, and he walks up to Jungkook.

His little siblings yelling at each other in their own little world. Jimin walks past them and smiles. He looks up at Jungkook and pats him on the back. Jimin and Jungkook were always closer than he and Taehyung. They basically grew up together. “I heard about __, I’m sorry” He looks down at his shoes and places his hands in his pockets “It must’ve been hard hearing that” Jungkook scoffs. Knowing that he has, who knows how much time with you is literally tearing him up inside. “Yeah, I mean I’m trying to spend as much time with her as I can, you know. Being without her right now is just killing me,” he says in a low voice.

“Look, she’s going to get better. Stop thinking about the worst, just enjoy what you have right now, and don’t think about what could happen or what could’ve been. She needs you right now and you need to be strong for her. She’d trying her best for you.” he says softly. Jimin was always that friend you could go to for anything. He was one of Jungkook’s comfort people.

“You’re right. Yeah, sorry. This is just so much information for me to take in. I can’t lose her, man” With a heavy heart Jungkook tries his hardest to not break down. Especially in front of his siblings. They’ve grown attached to you after you’ve visited them so many times.

They’re always asking for you or wondering how you’re doing. It’s the sweetest thing. Jimin ended up staying for dinner. He hadn’t been over since the fight with Taehyung. He’s just glad that he has his best friend back.

Jungkook’s never been this worried in his life. He’s called you multiple times and has sent over a hundred texts in the last hour. You haven’t responded to him at all. He decided to make the drive to your house to see what was going on. When he got there, he could’ve sworn his heart stopped beating; there were ambulence trucks parked outside of your house. He rushed over to investigate what was going on.

He saw your father sitting on the doorstep of the house, with his head in his hands, hanging low.

“Jungkook” he says

“What happened? Where is she? In a panicked voice Jungkook walks into your house and looks for you. You’re nowhere to be seen.

“They took her to the hospital. She was outside watering the plants and she collapsed. They said her heart is in critical condition.” Jungkook storms out of the house and speeds his way to the hospital. No way in hell is he letting you stay by yourself right now.

He speeds through traffic lights, not caring if he gets caught. He needs to see you, now.

~ He pushes through people to get to the front desk. “Excuse me do you have ___ ___ here. She was admitted not too long ago” he frantically asks the lady. She types into her computer and searches for your name.

“Yes, we do. She’s in room seven.”

“Thank you”

Slowing down his pace he scans through the different doors. Being here makes his stomach sick. You’re supposed to be in bed at home. With him. Not in a hospital with sick patients all over the place.

When he finally finds your room, he looks through the small window of the door. Your eyes are closed. He walks through the door, slowly as he approaches your bed. Your skin is pale, and they have you hooked to an oxygen tank. Jungkook makes his way to the side of your bed, and he breaks down sobbing. His hands shake as he takes your hand into his. Your skin is cold. Not like how he’s used to; he brings it to his lips and tries to warm them up with his breath.

The motion wakes you up. You crack your eyes open slowly and meet Jungkook’s gaze. You place your hands on top of Jungkook’s hair, comforting him. His eyes are puffy from how much he’s crying. He cried on the way to the hospital just thinking about your condition.

“Hi, honey” your voice comes out week. You slightly furrow your eyebrows as you take in his features.

“Why are you crying?” Your hand making its way down to his cheek to wipe away his tears. He laughs quietly and looks down at the bed.

“I’m glad you’re doing okay. I should’ve brought you something, but I was in a hurry. I was so worried about you I wasn’t thinking properly.” he says with guilt laced in his voice. He should’ve been there with you.

“Baby, stop beating yourself up, there’s nothing you could’ve done to prevent me from ending up in here. I’m okay. See?” you make silly moves, and this gets him to smile even bigger. He leans over to kiss your forehead.

“Don’t scare me like that again, okay?”

“I promise”

Jungkook came to visit you every day. They still told you they needed to run some more tests on you to monitor your condition. Until then you were stuck in the small hospital bed. Jungkook would stop by before and after school until it became late into the night. He brought you snacks, plushies, some of your clothes, and stories that happened to him at school or about Jungha and Jungwoo.

You missed them so much. You haven’t seen them in weeks and Jungkook tells you that they keep asking for you. He also told you they prayed that you would soon get better so you could play with them again. The thought makes your heart melt.

Jungkook has never left your side since the day you got admitted. He waits day and night for you to come back home to him.

The TV was playing as you read your book (that Jungkook brought you) and he sits in the chair next to you as he’s on a call with his siblings. His hand is placed over your thigh, and he rubs back and forth gently.

“I wanna say hi to __” you here Jungha’s voice. You peek your head from the corner of the screen, and she screams loudly out of joy.

“Hi Jungha” you say softly with a smile spread across your face. She lets go of the phone and all you see is the ceiling. In the background you can hear her running around giggling. Her little face appears on the screen again and she yells “Hi __! I miss you sooooo much. Please come back soon!”

With a fond smile you look at her and say “I’ll try very hard to come back healthy for you sweetie. Make sure you listen to your mom and Jungkook while I’m away” you tell her.

“I always do! I’m a big girl!”

You laugh at her silly antics. Saying goodbye to her Jungkook hangs up the phone and looks at you. You return to your book and feel Jungkook’s stare on the side of your face.

Laughing, you look at him with confusion on your face.

“What?” you say softly.

He takes several minutes before he speaks.

“Marry me”

This takes you completely off guard. He wants you to marry him? There’s a warmth that spreads across your chest as you try to comprehend what just came out of his mouth.

“What?” it comes out as a whisper.

“Marry me __” he says in all seriousness. He’s never been so sure of something until he met you. You were his everything. He wanted to spend his life with you.

A small smile appears on your lips.

“Okay” His heartbeat picks up at your answer. He’s never loved someone as much as he loved you. He had already asked for your parents' blessing, and they surprisingly agreed.

He was finally able to spend the rest of forever with you.

~ They finally discharged you for one day. Having to beg and beg for them to let you out, they finally gave in.

Today was a cool spring day. The flowers are starting to bloom wildly, and the trees finally have their color back after the winter season. You and Jungkook planned everything over the course of two weeks. You wanted to have something small. The place you both chose was a little greenhouse chapel not too far from where you lived.

Your mother helped with your makeup and hair. The dress you wore was hers. It was an off the shoulder plain dress. You didn’t want anything too fancy, but nothing too little. It was perfect.

As you wait to walk down the aisle you see everyone sitting in their seats. Mrs. Kim was sitting with her husband near the front where the altar was. Jimin was sitting with Jungha and Junwoo with their mother. Your father had his armed hooked with yours as he waited to walk you down the aisle. The bouquet of flowers clads in your hand you hear the music begin to play. The song ’Try Again’ starts to play in a ballad.

At the end of the aisle, you see Jungkook. His hair is long enough to touch his eyebrows and his hands are crossed over his front. He can hear his heartbeat in his ears as he sees you standing there. You looked gorgeous in your dress. Walking down the aisle you see Jungha and Junwoo peek behind the chairs as they see you. Jungha has a huge smile on her face as she finally gets to see you.

You smile at both of them and turn your head back to your lover. Your dad places your hand into Jungkook’s and returns to his seat next to your mother. Jungkook had tears building up behind his eyes. He can’t believe he’s marrying the love of his life today.

“You may now be seated as we begin the ceremony of these two” everybody takes their seats, and the room becomes quiet.

“Now, let’s begin.” He clears his throat.

You look over to Jungkook and he mouths the words ‘I love you’ and you mouth them back.

“Do you Jungkook take ___ to be your wife?”

“I do”

“And do you ___ take Jungkook to be your husband.”

“May I have the rings please” Jungwoo emerges from his seat and walks up to the two of you. The pastor bends down slightly to take them from his hand. “Thank you” he smiles at him.

He cutely runs back to his seat and places his hands in his lap.

“Repeat after me Jungkook. I Jungkook”

“I Jungkook”

“Take you ___, to be my wife”

He repeats after him. He says the same thing to you. He gives each of you your rings and tells you to place them on one another’s finger.

“I know pronounce you husband and wife; you may now kiss the bride”

Jungkook pulls you in by your waist and kisses you deeply. You feel a smile spread across your face as you kiss your husband.

This was the happiest day of your life.

3 years later

Jungkook was sitting under the magnolia tree you used to meet up at. He had a piece of paper and a pen in his hand. He spent most of his days here thinking. His favorite time of the day is when he gets to spend his time at your spot talking to you. The pen hits the piece of paper he holds in his hand and he begins to write

My baby,

It’s been a long year once again without you by my side. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you. You're always on my mind, I’ve started classes and learned a lot of new things about flowers and nature. Now I see why you loved them so much. The tree outside of your house has grown a lot more. The pretty white leaves you loved so much are starting to show. I hope you're doing well. I miss you. I miss you so much it hurts. I wish every day that you would come back to me. I miss hearing your laugh, I miss your smile, I miss your beautiful face that lights any room you walk into, and most of all I miss hearing your beating heart next to mine

Jungha started school recently. She said that she would make you a painting whenever she felt sad, and I’d put it them next to my desk. I have a drawer full of them now. I told her that you would come in at night to check up on us and you’d plant kisses so light that she doesn’t feel them when she’s sleeping. She asks and talks about you a lot every day. Sometimes I run out of things to say to her. and just tell her that you’ll be back with us one day. But i can’t lie to her. I think she misses you as much as I do Jungwoo’s doing pretty well too. We’ve gotten closer these past few years. He misses you a whole lot too. We all do. Everyone is doing well; I hope you’re resting well now. Sometimes I dream that you're next to me. Telling me that everything is going to be okay.

And I think it will be. Everything will be okay as long as you’re close to me.

I love you, baby.

Jungkook looks up and sees a beautiful bright blue butterfly land on top of the paper. It flies away and a smile spreads across his face

Everything will be okay

a/n: AHHH IM CRYING. gosh writing this was such a rollercoaster. the fluff was too much for me to handle 😣. i hope you guys enjoyed this one. this was my favorite to write bc it’s after my favorite movie!! i hope i didn’t make yall cry 😭. ughhh i love their story so much.

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totalswag · 7 months

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graduation - RAFE CAMERON

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summary rafe's is supposed to attend his girlfriends graduation but told her he couldn't make it last minute due to work stuff. rafe finishes his work stuff early and decides to surprise his girlfriend after the ceremony with flowers.

warnings crying, cussing, wholesome content

It’s graduation

You are officially finished with school for the rest of your life. On to the next phase of your life. Everything you've done to get here has paid off. All those examinations you studied so hard for, to the point of crying and wanting to quit, paid off in the end.

The second you stopped onto campus as a freshman, you couldn't wait to get your degree and graduate from college. It’s been your dream to go to Chapel Hill University since high school.

Your entire family gathered to see you walk across the stage and receive your diploma. You were glad to see them all here on this special occasion. In a way, seeing your loved ones cheer you on as you walk across the stage in your gown and cap, receiving your diploma and degree is a great pat on the back.

There is one person in particular you wish was attending.

Your boyfriend, Rafe.

“Is Rafe coming?” Y/F/N asks, nudging your shoulder.

Y/F/N met freshman year, you lived in the same dorm. A week after knowing each other, you instantly clicked. You two live in a two bedroom apartment near campus. She’s that type of friend you know you can count on no matter what.

“He said work got super busy and that his dad needed him to stay to help out” you sigh, “he wishes he could be here though '' choking on your words but you take a deep breath to calm yourself down.

When Rafe told you on the phone he wasn’t gonna make it due to work your whole world came crashing down in one second. You know how much Rafe takes work seriously– it's a family business he needs to take care of.

Y/F/N pouts, wrapping her left arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a hug to give you some sort of comfort.

“I bet he wishes he was here too, Y/N.” Y/F/N knows how much you want him to be here and watch you walk the stage.

Before you could answer, the president announced everyone to stand up to receive their awards and degrees.

This is finally it.

After the ceremony, you walked around the large crowd of families to find yours. You took a bunch of pictures with your friends before you went over to your family. Your mom texted you where everyone was at.

When you found your family, you walked over with the biggest smile on your face holding your diploma in the air, moving it up and down.

Everyone came over to you and congratulated you. In so many ways, the love you received from your family warmed your heart. You were also given flowers and balloons. There were numerous pictures taken.

Multiple conversations between the family started happening.

Your older brother and his wife arrived, followed by their two-month-old daughter, your niece. Your brother handed her to you. She wore a onesie with writing that said, My auntie graduated with flowers all throughout. For the photo, you held her by her armpits, pulling her face to yours and kissing her nose.

"Ugh, I love being your auntie!" You exclaimed as you cradled her.

She looked up at you with a grin, making you smile even more.

Your mom had her phone in her hand, ready to take a picture of you with the flowers and your diploma. Your mom is a photographer, she takes amazing pictures and usually takes pictures of you for your instagram sometimes.

Everyone gathered around to take pictures of you as well.

So much was going on that you didn't notice Rafe standing behind you with a bouquet of flowers and a card he bought for you.

You could feel a male present standing behind you. You smelt a familiar cologne, Rafe’s cologne.

"Congratulations, baby," he quietly said, catching you off guard.

Your eyes had blown out of their sockets. Your heart was racing at a hundred miles per hour. You spun around, putting your arms around Rafe and pulled him closer, unable to let go.

Rafe was the only one who mattered right now.

Tears began to build up in the corners of your eyes.

“How are you even here right now? I thought you couldn’t make it today” you cried, kissing his face, laughing.

“Well, I was able to get the important stuff done and decided to surprise you” Rafe explained, holding your waist.

"Did you see me-" you are interrupted by him, "yes, baby, I was there to see you walk the stage."

"I believe these are for you, my pretty lady," he says as he hands you a gorgeous bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"Thank you Rafe, these are beautiful."

"I'm so proud of you and everything you've done to get to where you are now." "This is definitely a proud boyfriend moment," you sigh, then laugh at his final remarks.

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Soup Kitchens and Runaway Ghosts (Part 2)

Part 1 could be read here! Part 3 could be read here!

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***

It was night outside, with the owls hooting and bats flying under the light of the moon.

Jason had a hand on Dani’s shoulder as they sat in the (illegal) Doctor’s kitchen. Although she was putting on a brave face, she was trembling and pulling at the ends of her sweater. Her eyes never left the open door to the room Danny was getting medical help from. They couldn’t see his body, but they could see the Doctor walking to and fro’ the bed Danny was placed on.

“Hey,” Jason whispered, soothingly, hoping it’s the same comforting way Dick does.

Slowly, her gaze turns to him. Her chin was trembling, and she looked like she was on the verge of crying. Shit. What would Dick do? Jason didn’t think this far in the comforting thing.

So, he tugged the little girl closer, hugging her with his arm. “It’ll be okay,” he whispered to her. “He’s in good hands.”

She sniffed, and huffed through the sob that tore through her lips. “I... I don’t know how I could keep Danny safe...”

Jason glanced to her, but she was looking back to the open door. ‘What do you mean?’ he wanted to ask. ‘It’s not your job to take care of him,’ he wanted to say.

Instead, he whispered, “You did your best.” Because she did. She did her best to get food from his soup kitchen for both her and Danny, not at all stopping to eat in the cafeteria, only thinking to have her containers filled. She stole from drug stores. She tried bandaging Danny even if she didn’t know how to do it properly. She took care of him with everything she could.

(A passing memory of his mom, Catherine, flashes in his mind.)

That only made her chin tremble more, which prompted Jason to hug her closer.

Finally, the Doctor stepped out.

***

- The Doctor tells Dani that Danny’s okay now, and that he’ll be telling the Red Hood everything that needs to be done to keep up with the treatment. Then, he tells Dani that she could go and see him. She didn’t need to be told twice and ran into the room.

- The Doctor closes the door, then grunted at the Red Hood. “Look, man. I know I said I would help you for anything medical-related, but I think I need to draw the line at freaky supernatural shit. His blood literally had green where the plasma was supposed to be.”

- Jason removed the safety of his gun.

- The Doctor was unfazed. “I’m not going to tell anyone, but men in white managing to track these kids down because they’re, what, ghosts???? Which is weird because that kid’s heart was beating????? And he’s alive??? In fact, the green stuff does a better job than regular human plasma, it’s unreal, man. Since it replaced the plasma the kid was supposed to HAVE, I’m calling it green plasma, for simplicity, yeah.”

- Jason’s not worried about that. “Tell me about the kid,” he said. “How is he, moving forward?”

- The Doctor’s face pinched. “It’s... not bad... anymore...”

- “Anymore?”

- “Look, when you brought the kid in, it’s exactly as you told me: Vivisection wounds, 3rd degree burns from laser guns, infection...”

- The Red Hood was getting impatient with the way he was loosely fidgeting with his gun.

- “Bottom line is, once everything was cleaned and properly stitched, he started... healing? On his own?? I took blood samples, and the green plasma has something to do with it. You know how plasma literally moves the blood cells? It seems to enhance their functions as well. The enhanced white blood cells were fighting against the infection that was also enhanced by the plasma. Once the infection was removed, it was smooth sailing for his body. Now, all the kid needs is rest, food and water.”

- Jason hummed. “I’m burning this house down.” There was a chance that the kids would be leaving some kind of bio-signature in this place, and the Doctor was one of the most competent people he knew after Leslie. He was also really easy to intimidate, but despite the fear, he does his job well. Works well under pressure, like what he wrote in his resume. “Change your clothes and pack your bags, Doc. I’m going to lend you one of my safehouses.”

- The Doctor was quick to nod his head. “I assume that you’re destroying the blood samples as well?”

- Jason pointed his gun towards him. “Did you take a sample?”

- The Doctor was fast to shake his head. “Like I said, I want nothing to do with the supernatural, man. I’m already knees deep in crime, and I really don’t want to be making contracts with beings more demonic than you are.”

- Jason huffed, putting his gun away. “The demon is my brother.” The Doctor squeaked. “After changing, leave your clothes here. It’s burning with the rest of the house.”

- “You got it, man,” said the Doctor, leaving the room with a brisk pace.

- Jason then went in where Danny and Dani were, and it seems like the kid was finally sleeping peacefully on the bed he was in. He was changed into a loose pajama that the Doctor probably had, and was tucked under a clean, beige blanket. Just as the Doctor said, he was looking a hundred times better.

- Dani was smiling. Once she saw him, she jumped out of her seat and ran up to him, hugging his middle while laughing. “He’s okay!” she said. “Thank you thank you thank you so much!!”

- Jason chuckled, patting her head. “No problem, kid.” Even if the Doctor did most of the job.

- “Uh, yes problem?” The Doctor came into the room, clothes changed and face white. “There’s... there’s people... white suits... outside... secret police?? Government agents?? Oh god...”

- Unconsciously, Jason tugged Dani closer.

- Then, Jason took out a domino mask from his leather jacket and an extra rebreather, throwing it to the Doctor. “Put that on, Doc. We can’t have them knowing your face when we make our escape.”

- The Doctor scrambled to put it on.

- Jason turned to Dani. “Get Danny and turn invisible like you did before.”

- “Uh, I can turn all of us invisible and get us to the car if you guys hold on to me,” she said.

- Jason blinked beneath his Red Hood helmet. “You... could do that?”

- Dani blushed in embarrassment while nodding. “I was panicking when they first showed up, okay?! I could fly us to the car as fast as I can, but they’ll still be able to track us...”

- Jason nodded. He turned to Danny, who was now being carried by the Doctor. “I got ‘im,” he whispered, eyes wide in fear and knees trembling. Jason really doesn’t want him carrying Danny since Dani did just fine earlier, but he also didn’t know how much concentration she needs to bring all of them out.

- Jason went into the kitchen and opened the gas tank connected to the stove. Then, he and the Doctor walked close to Dani.

- She grabbed onto the back of their shirts, and turned them invisible. Thankfully, he could make out the outline of Dani floating them in the room.

- Also, the Doctor was screaming like a banshee. A panicking banshee.

- “WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP?!?!?” Dani yelled.

- “I’M TRYING!!!”

- “Would my gun work through the invisibility?”

- “We’re not intangible yet, so... I think so?”

- That shut the Doctor up.

- The smell of gas was getting strong.

- “Let’s get outta here,” said Dani. And tuned them intangible, and---- holy shit. Jason couldn’t feel his insides... or his outsides... or anything from his body. He felt... nothing. Not even floaty or light. It was as if he didn’t exist. They fazed through so many walls until they made it out of the house.

- But just as they made it out, the men in white’s gadget started beeping like crazy again.

- “They’re close!”

- “Find them!”

- Thank God the Doctor was quiet.

- Jason watched as they were floated into the car. Jason lost his intangibility and invisibility first, being dropped into the driver’s seat. The Doctor was dropped in the backseat with Danny, and Dani sat in the passenger’s.

- “Put your seatbelt on.”

- Dani looked incredulously at him.

- The Doctor did as Jason told, wrapping one around Danny as well as he laid in the back with them.

- “They’re over there!!” one of the men in white yelled.

- Some blasters were shooting at them now, and the Doctor rightfully screamed again.

- Jason started the car, then took out his gun and shot at one of the blasters.

- The blaster was about to go off, and its shot was redirected to the window of the house.

BOOM!

- While the men in white ducked for cover, away from the explosion, Jason drove away, increasing his speed.

- But no matter how fast he was going, trying to get away, the men in white were chasing after them again in their vans, installed blasters getting out and ready to shoot them again. God, they’re annoying.

- “I... I could blast them too!”

- There’s too many of them. 5 vans, plowing through the trees with their comically giant blasters. One was moving forward.

- He turned to Dani. “Try to make the one in front turn around just as they’re about to launch a blast. It’ll hit the other vans.”

- Dani nodded and fazed through the top of the car, hands glowing green. Just as she left, Jason could see form the rearview mirror how Dani transforms. Although the dark of the night made it unclear in a few places, he could clearly see her hair turning white and clothes changing. He couldn’t see her face as she was faced towards their pursuers.

- Her hands then let out a long green blast towards the van. Just as Jason said, the van flipped, it’s blasters hitting the other two vans behind it. Dani then sent another blast to the other vans, but it was unsuccessful, learning immediately from the first van that was attacked.

- Dani came back into the Hoodmobile (Jason still hates the name, but there really isn’t other name to call it), sitting in the passenger seat and buckling up once more. “What do we do now?”

- They were heading towards Brown Bridge, just past that is China Town, into GCPD territory. If he could just get into the abandoned sections, he’ll be able to get into Red Robin’s patrol route. The techy Robin would be able to fry their devices just as well as Oracle.

- Only a few Gothamites brave travelling at night, but the streets are mostly empty, thankfully. No civilian will be involved in this crazy chase.

- “We’re heading into one of my brothers’ territories,” he said.

- The Doctor squeaked. “The Demon one???”

- “No,” said Jason.

- “You have a Demon for a brother?” Dani asked, eyes looking excited.

- “He might as well be one,” said Jason, increasing his speed once more.

- He passed by a GCPD patrol car, but the driver didn’t chase after him after seeing two vans with massive weapons of mass destruction driving past him. Like the good, corrupt officer he was, he deleted the footage of what he had just seen from his police cameras attached to his person and car.

- Finally, Jason was driving through the abandoned warehouse district of Chinatown. Then, Jason activated his comms. “Red Hood to Red Robin, where the fuck are you?”

- “Red Robin to Red Hood, fuck you, too.”

- “Listen kid, there are some shitheads in white chasing after me. Have you heard from O?”

- “We tried hacking into their systems once they fixed it. No progress. Need me to fry their systems again?”

- “As much as possible. Where’s your nearest safehouse? One that could cover the biological-traces of someone.”

- “Including the post-mortem traces of someone?”

- “Fuck, Replacement, you got something like that? Should I be worried? How many bodies are you hiding??”

- “Hardy-har-har, Hood,” said Red Robin. “They upgraded their coding to avoid being hacked and frying their servers again. Can you hold out for 5 minutes?”

- “3 minutes, Double-R. They brought more of their buddies-- SHIT!!” Jason swerved the car to avoid hitting a pole, entering a warehouse and breaking through the old, wooden walls. “Make it 1 minute! They’re fucking multiplying!”

- “Oh shit! Hood! Look out!” the Doctor screamed, pointing to the biggest blaster Jason’s ever seen.

- Fucking hell. Jason turned to Dani, who was looking at the blaster with wide eyes and a panicked look on her face. “I... I can..” She was panicking, trying to think up of things to do to make the situation better, but Jason is NOT going to let her to anything. She did enough. It’s Jason’s job to take care of her and her brother/cousin right now. (And the Doctor, but that man is the least of his priorities. Sorry, Doc.)

- “I’m almost done, Hood!”

- A stray blast hit the already, severely dented hood of Jason’s car, knocking it off to show its engine. Shitshitshit... He unbuckled his seatbelt, to which Dani and the Doctor followed. ”Red! You done yet?!” he yelled into the comms.

- Red Robin didn’t answer.

- Instead, Jason watched as the vans exploded.

- Jason leaned towards Dani, covering her view before she could see the guts and limbs fly.

- “Shit... I didn’t mean to do that...” Red Robin said on the comms, voice trembling. “I didn’t...”

- Turning to Dani, her face was frozen. “They... they’re...”

- “Hey, hey, hey... it’s okay... it’s alright,” whispered Jason, taking her into his arms. He thought he managed to hide her from the deaths.

- She shook her head. “I... I could feel their souls leaving... I could feel... they’re scared... others are angry... They’re...”

- Well, shit.

- “Let’s get somewhere safe, yeah?” said Jason.

- Dani only nodded, most likely numb and dissociating. Great. Trauma. Okay. Fantastic. Fuck.

- “Red Robin, you still there?” asked Jason.

- “I... yeah. I’m here.”

- Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Okay, Jason. You need to be the voice of reason for a whole bunch of traumatized kids right now. Okay.

- “Double R? Where’s the safehouse and how far is it?” Jason asked.

- “It’s in Upper West Side, right along Schnapp Avenue. There’s an abandoned bookstore there. It’s right above there. The walls are covered with everything you need to cover you.”

- “Okay, we’ll meet up with you there.”

- “I... I’m going, too?”

- Jason wanted to sigh, run a hand down his face, or even punch one of the dead guys that were chasing after them. But he answered, “Yeah, kid. You have any chocolate in there?”

- “Agent A stocks up my safehouses himself.”

- “Good. I really do have everything I need there, then. I’m also bringing along some guests, ‘cause I’m not the only one these bastards are after.”

- Red Robin was quiet.

- “Kids, one who looks younger than the Demon Brat, and the other looks younger than you... and some Doctor that got involved in all this.”

- “Shit...” Red Robin whispered. “Did they...”

- “See? No.” Jason’s not going to tell him that Dani felt the deaths, tho. “I’ll be there in 15 minutes, Red.”

- It was quiet.

- “Red?”

- “Y-yeah... okay. I’ll... I’ll be there, Hood.” Click. Red Robin was no longer on the comms.

- Well... Shit.

*****

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thegirlnextdoorssister · 1 year

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You can run but you can’t hide: Chapter 1: Soulmate

(Soft!Dark! Soulmate AU)

Summary: Lloyd Hansen had been told from a young age that he’ll one day find his other half. What they didn’t tell him was that not everyone was as excited as him to find their other half.

Soft!Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Warnings for the series: noncon/dubcon, rape? just to make sure, age gap, manipulation, sex used as punishment? edging? soft!dark! gonna give you whiplash, forced breeding, breeding kink, language, violence, blood, past abusive/toxic relationship

Warnings for this chapter: language, allusion to past toxic/abusive relationship

A/N: Buckle up, that’s all I have to say. This chapter is a short one.

As always MINORS DNI

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Chapter 1: Soulmate

Soulmate.

What’s a soulmate?

Someone who you’re destined to be with. Someone who completes you. Bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit. I don’t need a soulmate to complete me or for them to control me. My mother was better off without one.

My mother’s soulmate, my father, they were in love-wait no, my mom was in love. She would have done anything for him and she did, she still wasn’t enough in his eyes.

Yeah, I wish never to meet my soulmate. I’ve seen firsthand what a soulmate can do to you, the person who’s supposed to “love and protect you”. What my parents had would never be love.

That’s why when I had the chance I fled and never looked back, now 5 years later, I’m happy as can be. I’m alone and happy.

I just have to move to a new town since I've been here for 7 months already. That's not what I normally do, usually, I stay for about 5 months and then on to the next town since it’s unlikely to meet your soulmate or anyone when you just go to 3 places-hotel, a job, a store. It’s been the perfect set-up for the past 5 years.

I don’t have much stuff, so that makes it easier to move from place to place. I’m still packing everything inside my car.

“Just you, me, and the open road”, I tapped the roof of my car after putting the last of my things inside. I never felt anything during any moves before but this time I felt my heart beating abnormally fast, fear maybe? but of what I don’t know.

Getting inside the car, I take a deep breath before starting the engine. What type of job would I find this time? bartender? waitress? A dog sitter? Hopefully my boss this time isn’t a perverted asshole, god just thinking about my time working at the retail store makes my skin crawl. I need to listen to some music.

The sound of Love Her Madly by The Doors playing filled the air in the car.

Don’t you love her madly?

Wanna be her daddy?

Don’t you love her face?

Don’t you love her as she walkin' out the door?

Like she did one thousand times before

I hope she got out of there alive, that is if his love hadn’t killed her already. He was the reason I left not her but that was the price to pay, either I stayed and get punished or run away and survive. I felt the cool air cares my skin as I rolled down my window. The smell of fresh air, sweet sweet freedom.

«5 hours later»

Welcome to Âme soeur

French, huh? That's weird, I had no idea that there were little French towns. I should look up the meaning of it. I should make a rest stop, I've been driving for hours and I feel like sleeping. So I guess Âme soeur it is. Now time to find a motel but it doesn’t look like there are any buildings close by. It looks completely abandoned. Ghostown. Spooky.

Ahh…finally a motel. Not the best looking but it's a motel what do you expect? Getting out of the car, the air felt different, heavy. After locking the car, I made my way to the front desk. A girl wearing the motel uniform sat at the front desk. She had charcoal-colored hair and the dullest blue I'd ever seen. A wall of room keys was behind her.

“Hello, do you have a room available?”, I asked. She just stared at me, like she was trying to figure me out.

“We just have one available”, she plainly said typing away on the computer. She truly looked like she’d rather be anywhere else. “Ok, I’ll take it”, I smiled. She turned to get my room key, and that's when I saw it, for a split sec, a mark on the back of her neck but she turned back just as quickly. Weird. She handed me the room key. As took the room key, she stayed silent. I left with a quick “bye”, I got to my car and opened the trunk to get my things out. I felt goosebumps on the back of my neck, and my bag fell from my hand as I touched the back of my neck. I looked around but shook it off and picked up my bag and the air felt somehow heavier than before. I looked for my room key to see the room number. My heart stopped.

Room 222.

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Step Dad John wick x Reader~Smut

Notes: AFAB reader, Daddy kink, virgin reader, slight bdsm, implied age gap.

You always wanted your mom to be happy and after she met John she finally was. But you felt otherwise.

When you first met John your mom had brought him over to have dinner together. The minute you saw him you got butterflies. He was handsome, tall, mysterious, just perfect.

Throughout the night you couldn't help stare at him. When you would quickly glance at him, he would be looking at you as well.

From then on that's how it went but for your moms sake you tried to ignore him. You wanted her to be happy, not ruin her happiness by ruining her relationship.

After they got married you and your mom moved in with John. His house was huge, lots of rooms and beautiful design. Your mom and John let you have the bedroom on the far side of the house to be able to have some privacy while they got the master bedroom on the other side of the house.

It was annoying trying to move your stuff into a room that far away but luckily John moved most of the stuff in for you. You busied yourself with unpacking trying to avoid the tension between you and John.

Finally everything was moved. Your mom had moved the bed in and decided to call it a night and go to bed early, leaving you to unpack the rest of your things.

You had finally got your bed set up and plopped down on your bed.

"Very nice." You jumped up at the sound of John's voice from behind you. He was leaning against your door frame towering over you sitting on your bed.

"John! You scared me, I thought you were in bed. What are you doing here?" He smirked walking towards the bed closing the door.

"Just seeing my favorite girl. Your the only one on this side of the house, doesn't it get lonely?" He said raising his hand to caress your cheek with his thumb.

You blushed, holding your thighs together. "I-I manage. What about you though, you've worked so hard moving us in, aren't you tired?" You said trying to ignore your nerves.

"Actually yes, I could really use some stress relief. " he said lifting your head with his index finger and thumb.

"Like what?" You asked blushing, trying to sound calm.

John smirked letting out a dry laugh. "Darling don't try to hide your true feelings from me. I see how you look at me. How those pretty eyes stare at me, longing for my touch. How you lay in bed at night, letting you hand wander between your thighs wishing it was me teasing you. How you quietly moan my name when you come undone. Don't lie to me princess. Tell me what you want? "

"You. I want you John."

"Good girl."

John gently pushed you back onto your bed giving you a passionate kiss. His hand trailed to your neck and gently squeezed causing a small moan to escape your mouth. The kiss soon because sloppy moving to your jaw like and your neck.

John lifted your shirt and started to caress you breasts, pinching your nipples causing you to gasp. "Such pretty noises. All for me. "

"Only for you Daddy." John continued his assault on your neck leaving hickeys and bite marks untill he reached the neckline of your shirt.

"Take these clothes off, I wanna see that beautiful body you've been hiding from me."

You quickly got up from the bed as John repositioned himself to watch you. You took off your shirt and shorts. You moved up to un clip your bra but stopped.

You slowly tried to cover yourself with your arms, embarrassed.

"Well? " John asked. You glanced up at him blushing violently. "I-I don't know what exactly I'm supposed to do" you said letting out a nervous laugh.

John slowly stood up with a smirk on his face. "You've never been with another man?" He said, standing inches from you. "No, you're my first."

He slowly lifted you chin up, giving you a gentle kiss on the lips. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle. If you ever want to stop just say so. Okay? " You nodded in response.

"Now let's get these clothes off." He slowly moved his hands to your chest, gently fondling your breasts. He unclasped your bra letting it fall to the floor. "So pretty."

He slowly moved his hands down your sides caressing your waist and hips. "Your so perfect." "Please John" "Please what? "

"Please Daddy I need you!"

"Good girl."

He gave you one last rough kiss on the mouth before directing you to the bed. "On you hands and knees."

You quickly moved to the bed and got into position gripping the sheets. John slowly got up on the bed, discarding pieces of clothing in his path.

The positioned himself behind you, his shirt discarded showing his abs. He caressed your ass, massaging the soft flesh. "So fuckin beautiful. If I'm being to rough at any time please let me know. Okay?"

"Yes Daddy! Please just fuck me! Beat me, bite me, whip me, anything! Just fuck me! "

"So needy. " John gave a quick smack to your ass and moved your panties out of the way before slipping one finger into your cunt. You moaned at the sudden feeling. "Your so tight. Just one finger could fill you up. But I don't think that's enough." He slowly added a second finger, spreading them apart and stretching you out.

He slowly began to move as a sickeningly slow pace. "Please Daddy." "Please what princess?" "Please I need more!"

"I don't wanna break you princess." "Please! I-I have some lube-in the dresser!"

"I thought you said you were a virgin sweetheart?" He asked with a confused expression. "I bought... I bought it for you. " you said burying your face in the pillow trying to hide your embarrassment.

"Oh, such a needy slut. I love it. "

John quickly went to the dresser and retrieved the lube you had hidden under your clothes.

He sat back on the bed positioning himself behind you. He pulled his cock out from his pants, took a condom out of his pocket and put it on. You looked back and let out a whimper "Are you gonna fit? " you asked as he applied the lube. "Don't worry princess. The little present you bought me will do just fine."

You let out a nervous laugh, thanking yourself for buying the lube when you had.

John positioned himself between your folds, grabbing your waist to ground himself. He slowly slid in to you as you practically screamed from a mix of pain and pleasure.

You buried your face in your pillow. It felt like you were getting split in half. John leaned over and kissed your shoulder and neck, gently caressing your sides. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I'm fine, just give me a minute."

After a moment John slowly started to move. First only a little but after a moment he was bottomed out. He pounded into you with pure force, rocking the bed frame. You were lucky you weren't close to the other bedrooms in the house.

John quickly slapped your ass and massaged the hand print he made. "Who's Daddy's good fucking girl?" "I am Daddy! I'm your good girl!" He delivered another rough slap to your ass. He moved one of his hands to your clit and started rubbing the sensitive bud.

You let out a moan at the sudden feeling and covered your mouth but John soon grabbed your arm. "Don't you dare hide those pretty noises from me. Understood? " "Yes Daddy."

"Good Girl. Now, why don't you ride daddy's cock. " John quickly pulled out, leaving you feeling empty from the loss of contact. John sat on the side of the bed and guided you over his cock lowering you onto it. You threw your head back in pleasure.

You quickly began moving, John placing his hands on your hips helping you move. He moved one hand to your clip rubbing it in quick circles. You were practically screaming from pleasure. "You like riding Daddy's cock. Hmm? Like Daddy filling you up?"

"Yes daddy! I-I love it." John slapped your ass as you continued to ride his cock. His mouth quickly went to yours giving you a sloppy kiss as his tough slid into your mouth. He continued slapped you thighs and ass as you both felt your orgasm coming on.

"Daddy I'm close." "Come on my cock princess. Milk Daddy's cock!" He began thrusting up into you even harder, his thrust becoming sloppier by the second.

Within seconds you came on his cock, bidding your face in the crook of his neck and you let out a string of curses.

John soon followed letting out a growl, roughly gripping your sides that would surly leave a bruise.

You respect your head on John's shoulder, both of you catching your breath, coming down from your highs. "Did you enjoy yourself princess?" John asked gently caressing your curves.

"Yes Daddy. Thank you~" you said gently giving him a kiss, resting your forehead against his. "I love you princess." "I love you too Daddy. "

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queenimmadolla · 2 years

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ive just seen a tweet that gave me major penny vibes 😭

‘aunty i need help’

‘what with?’

‘the swan’

there was a swan in their living area 🫣

this cracked me up because it’s something I’ve thought about writing before just not with a swan. we’ve got a goose problem in my area during this time of year and those bitches are annoying and mean, so I changed it a little to match up since this ask is too much of a sign for me to ignore, hope you like it!

Duck, Duck, Goose

(dad!eddie munson x mom!reader fluff)

part of the pennyverse

“Mom.”

“Mama.”

“Mommy.”

“Mom.”

Finally, Penny got tired of simply calling for you, choosing to reach out and poke you repeatedly as well.

You stirred with a groan, shifting around in the bed to face where she stood at your side. It was difficult but you pried an eye open to peer at her and she looked innocent enough.

You’d been taking a nap (first sign that something was wrong, you weren’t ever woken up from your naps to something normal) after having unpacked the last box, making this little house officially the Munson home. Well, kind of. With Corroded Coffin finally catching some attention, you and Eddie hadn’t wanted to buy an actual house yet or set down permanent roots in case (and god, you hoped it would happen) something big happened to them. So, after about two years of renting an apartment, you simply switched to renting a house.

Of course that meant you had to go through the annoyance that was moving again, and with two kids. You loved them but they were essentially useless in the process.

Wayne, having learned how to walk and clumsily run about, in his excitement had even managed to knock over an entire box of fragile items the other day. Eddie was distracting him, playing a couple of songs outside on the porch swing with him in his lap while you got the last of your stuff settled.

You thought you could squeeze in a half hour of rest, but apparently not.

“What is it, Pen?”

“I need help.”

“With what?” You sighed, pushing yourself up out of bed. You’d switched into some sleep shorts earlier and figured she’d spilled some juice or something, so pajamas would suffice.

“The swan.”

You should have been paying attention to what she was saying but you were too distracted, having noticed Wayne was by her side. He was too small to appear unless you looked over the high bed or got up. Wasn’t he supposed to be with Eddie?

“Where’s your dad?” You asked, brows furrowing in concern.

Wayne just grinned, putting his fingers in his mouth (another habit he picked up from Eddie).

“Owsigh.”

“Let’s go find him then.” You ran a hand through his ‘curl hawk’, as Eddie had dubbed it, while you slipped past him. Penny found it oddly important to be ahead of you so she ran from the room before you could make it to the door.

Wayne trailed behind you, babbling nothing in particular. He and Penny were proving to be opposites. She’d taken to words faster than she’d taken to motor skills while Wayne had an easier time with his motor skills than he did with talking. He’d simply been watching Eddie pace around the living room one day when he’d decided to stand up and walk, toddling after him. There was no real error, either, just surprisingly calculated footsteps. He’d been a little clumsy—that was to be expected—but for the most part he didn’t really fall. He refused to say much, though, only voicing things when pointing failed him.

Penny stood at the end of the hallway which led into the living room, blinking lazily.

You were about to ask her what was wrong when you happened to glance into the living room, once, twice and then shrieked, backing up until your back hit the wall.

“PENNY!”

“What?”

“Why is there a wild animal in my living room!?”

“‘S a swan.”

“No, it is not!”

There was no graceful looking swan in your living room, just a big, ugly canadian goose slowly moseying its way around the coffee table like it owned the place.

It turned its head in your direction, its beady eyes looking at you, probably, and you shrieked again. You heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside before Eddie appeared from the very much so open front door, looking slightly disheveled.

“What’s wrong?” He demanded, eyes roaming over you, Penny and Wayne to make sure none of you were harmed.

You jabbed a finger in the direction of the bird, just standing and staring at you menacingly.

“Oh, what the fuck? Oh, shit. Daddy said bad words, don’t say those.” Eddie scratched the back of his head as he stared at the goose occupying his living room. “How the heck did that get in here?”

“I was about to ask you that.” You hissed, glaring at him.

“Don’t look at me, I fell asleep on the porch swing with Wayne.” You directed a pointed look at the two year old behind you. “Well, he was with me!”

“She came in.” Penny chirped, brushing a curl out of her face.

You both turned to her.

“What?” Eddie asked, crouching down so he was closer to eye level with her.

“The swan. She was waiting outside, so I let her in.” Penny was referring to your porch door. One of the reasons you liked the house so much was because of the porch, it was closed off and secured with screens and a door so you could let the kids out for some fresh air without them wandering off.

“Penny, what have we told you about opening the door?” Eddie chided with a frown, not at all entertained with the idea of his little girl letting people in after drilling her about stranger danger.

“Not to open it for strangers. But I didn’t, daddy. She’s a swan. Not a people.” Penny seemed almost smug about having outsmarted him.

Eddie was baffled, mouth opening and closing as he struggled for a response.

“Baby, that’s a goose, not a swan.” It was the only thing he could think of.

“Oh.” Immediately, Penny seemed less interested in it, rolling her eyes.

The goose squawked, flapping its wings as it hopped onto your coffee table.

“Eddie get that stupid duck out of here!” You yelled, fearing for the cleanliness of your furniture. You’d clean up after your kids’ accidents but not some bird’s.

“‘S a goose, mom.”

“Yes, I know that, Penny.”

“You called it a duck.”

“Baby, are you afraid of the duck?” Eddie turned his attention to you, brown eyes alight with mirth.

“‘S a goose.”

“No! I am not afraid of the duck! I just—it’s gonna poop on the table! Get it out!”

“Gus.” This time Wayne mumbled, squatting down to mimic his dad as he observed the bird.

“Oh, but I think you are. Tell you what, you just admit it, and I’ll get it out of the house.” Eddie stood back up and leaned against the wall with a smirk.

“I told you I’m not afraid.” You glowered, eyes darting from Eddie to the stupid goose.

“Then go pick it up and put it outside.” You were surprised Eddie’s face didn’t just split in half with how wide his smirk was, even Penny was giggling at your expense.

“Fine!”

“Fine.”

“I will.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll do it.”

“Then go do it.”

You huffed and slowly made your way to the goose, halting every time its attention was on you, the sound of your family snickering in the background. When it went back to looking around at its surroundings you leaned down and reached out only to jump back with a scream as it craned it’s neck around to hiss (how the fuck could a bird hiss???) and snap its beak at your hands.

You ran back to Eddie, cowering in his arms with your face hidden in his chest as it shook with laughter. Penny was laughing so hard she’d fallen over, feet kicking against the ground and Wayne had joined her, clutching his little tummy as he squirmed around with glee.

“My poor baby,” Eddie pressed his lips to your forehead, grinning against it as he tried to calm himself enough to speak. “Is the bird being mean to you?”

You didn’t respond, just burrowed your face further into the soft material of his hoodie as you nodded.

“It’s okay. I’ll protect you.” He gave you a squeeze, hand reaching down to pat your ass before he stepped around you to handle the bird. You watched, as he easily grabbed it, tucking its wings in and gripping its beaks so it couldn’t move its head around, then he disappeared outside and returned a few moments later, smug and without the goose.

Penny and Wayne’s roaring laughter had dulled down to giggling as they stared up at you, looking like they’d almost exhausted themselves with it.

“I don’t want to hear a single word.” You warned him as he neared you, sporting a devilish smirk.

It wasn’t Eddie you had to be worried about, Penny made a large squawking sound behind you, astoundingly similar to that stupid goose’s and you practically leaped into Eddie’s arms, setting them all off again.

This time you joined them, a hand over your eyes as Eddie held you.

“New rule, Penny. You are so not allowed to open doors that unlock anymore.”

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itsliyahhbih · 6 months

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Ambivalent Love Pt 2.

Sum: You and Hobie are both Spider people who met at HQ, always tend to go on missions together and have been friends with benefits for 6 years. After a victory celebration you’ve started to realize you want more out of him, but Hobie doesn’t necessarily get it till you stood business.

Warnings: None for this part, hope you enjoy ☺️

“...I don’t know Hobie..” Hobie feels as though his heart just sank to his ass and kinda looks at her shocked. “Alright..My bad, have a good rest of ya day luv’.” He goes to kiss her cheek but he stops and just walks out the door. Y/n closes it behind him simultaneously and lets out the biggest gasp for air ever, as if she held her breath the entire time, but really she was just fighting back tears. Soon as she let that gasp go she broke down crying and leaning on her front door. Y/n sits there wallowing in her tears, the numb feeling , the feeling of regret and heartbreak for hours after that.

Five days passed by and no one really got her to move. Not her best friends, not even her mom or dad whom she was really close to...So eventually her sister stopped by too when she finally got the time from her busy lifestyle and after getting so many messages from the others about Y/n.

“Y/n honey, I know you wanted him to make the choice you were hoping he was gonna make..but he didn’t okay?” She rubs her sisters back softly as Y/n laid on her. “And I hate to be so blunt with you during this time of need, but at this point maybe it’s what you need..Y/n you’re an amazing girl. You’re so talented, smart..beautiful inside and out.” She smiles and sits her sister up wiping away her tears. She gets up from the bed and goes to the bathroom to start her little sister a shower and picks out an outfit for her. “My whole point is behind this, if he wanted to he would , okay? And he would’ve by now I can assure you of that! I mean maybeee ! Just mother fucking maybee he is misunderstood and there’s some underlying issue behind this, who knows!” Her sister throws her hands up looking at Y/N then walks over pulling her up. “But he isn’t communicating that with you and fulfilling your needs emotionally and mentally. Are you really gonna keep sulking around over this man who isn’t doing the same about you?” She pulls up Y/n from out of her bed. “Your New York needs you honey, you have a job and a life to live..So start living it for me okay? ” She smiles sweetly at her sister and finally, Y/n cracks a smile back and speaks “you’re right Sis...I think I just, I don’t know. I needed the time to process and sulk. To have that crybaby era. I don’t get it much as Spider woman. ” She stands up “Y/B/F is definitely going to get on my ass once she sees I’m up and functioning again because I let myself be so down�� she lets out a heavy sigh with a bit of a laugh “But I deserve it after all the crying and venting she had to hear these past five days

,and here you come, only taking 45 minutes.” Her sister smirks and shrugs looking very proud of herself. “Yeah what can I say, I got the older sister touch.” Y/n looks at her sister unamused , about to give that actual attention and reply, but she doesn’t. “Mmmhm I bet you do!” Y/n speaks sarcastically and takes her stuff heading to the bathroom. “Give me like an hour to get ready!” Her sister blinks rapidly and looks at the time “An hour?! Y/n we’re just gonna go work on the Atom adjuster !” She waits for a reply back , seeing she doesn’t get one she does a silent scream and stomps towards the bathroom door when it closed, then goes to sit in Y/n’s living room to wait. “Fucking hour..who says I got an hour? What the fuck you gotta look good for in a lab..” H/S/N rambles on and turns on the tv sitting in wait.

Later on that day what turned into what was supposed to be a few hours of working on this turned into Y/N deciding to stay in the lab overnight to work. H/S/N hesitated to leave her alone, but she knew this was a bit of a better coping mechanism than what Y/N was doing previously. Couple hours into her work night she starts to yawn a bit “I think ima need more coffee and a snack this time.” She glances up at the time seeing it read ‘3:42’ “Yeahh I’ll ignore that” She walks to the kitchen area, placing her mug under the Keurig and popping in a new K-cup to refill her cup. She sits at the table inside the small kitchen and scrolls through her phone waiting , then suddenly she hears some small bangs in the distance. “Great and I didn’t even have my 5th cup of coffee…” She rolls her eyes and walks out the kitchen down the hall towards the noise. “Alright IF , you’re Y/B/F and I just didn’t notice you asleep in your lab that’s my fault ,but you better speak now or forever be webbed !” She calls out in a sing-song tone, then her spidey senses tingle.

She slightly jumps as she turns her body around and moves back to web the intruder down. As she does so she shoots a web to turn on the hallway light “Hobie..” He looks up and smiles weakly “hey there beautiful, mind putting me down..I just came here to talk, Luv’..please just let me talk.” Y/N crosses her arms and leaves him in the webs. “You have the floor..” Hobie looks at his placement on the wall then looks down at the ground to see his feet aren’t touching the floor “Yeahh, I don’t know bout that one love” She rolls her eyes and walks over using a laser outta her suit cutting him down. “Hobie, start talking before I throw you outta here..” she turns away from him, her arms back to being crossed, trying her best to remain cold with him.

Hobie watches her for a minute and bites at his lip piercing a bit “Lover.. I’m sorry, okay? I’m ah pure idiot and as thick as a brick when It comes to you. Our friendship, our relationship..It means the world to me Doll, you..you mean the world to me darling.” She still doesn’t turn around and hobie looks a bit shocked “Y/n, please could you just fuckin’ look at me mate!” His tone raises and he walks over turning her around “I’m not the one to beg and you know this, but I will sit here and beg for you. I fucked up. I made you feel gross , I’m sure of it.. like you’re just a lump of ass , and you’re not ! You’re gorgeous, I miss your nerdy comments over physics, I miss the fangirling at my concerts...I just miss having you at my side.” His eyes wander around thinking of what to say to her “You’re so optimistic and smart Y/N , I admire you for who you are, and I want you to know.. I was a bloody coward for not being able to say this to you sooner. I miss you at my concerts , I miss seeing you in the morning in my boat! Swallowed in my t-shirt as you make food! " Hobie groans and walks up to her grabbing her face “I’ll break any rule for you, I’ll sound like a gushing idiot right now if I have to, but love I need you back…” She tries not to make much eye to eye contact with Hobie. She’s never seen him like this, so vulnerable and actually expressing his emotions to her..It’s making her insides flutter, her knees go weak. Hobie’s her weakness..She tries to remain cold but she can’t help but muzzle her face into his large warm hands becoming putty in his hands..”Go on..say what you really want to say Hobs..” Hobie rolls his eyes slightly and chuckles “Oh you’re getting ah’ kick outta this aren’t cha’…” A smirk grows on her face and a smile grows on his..

A/N: To be continued…🖤 Pt.3 is the last part and fair warning, there will be Smut. Thank you for all the love, support and your patience! 🫶🏼

Link to part 3 🫶🏼

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countrymusiclover · 1 year

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1 - Look At US Now

Part 2

The Texas Tire Family

Tags - @supernaturalgirl30 @bvbwestfall @bubble-blu @patriciaplictisita

10 Years Ago

Entering the garage I snuck in quietly back into the bed seeing Georgie cuddling up with our little Aurora. Closing the door gently I nudged him over on his other side making him roll over mumbling. “Hmm Y/n…what are you doing’?”

“Shhh you’ll wake her up. I just needed to tell you that I love you Georgie.” I mumbled kissing him softly, making him smile. Since my memories had come back I have made sure to tell him everyday that I love him regardless if I said it more than once.

He rested a hand on my waist and the other ran through my hair deepening the kiss until we heard Aurora shifting in her sleep over his shoulder. “Dang it. I love you too Y/n.”

Sitting up in the bed I watched Georgie rolling over seeing our daughter clapping her hands together giggling as he tickled her stomach. Running a hand through my hair I cleared my throat, getting him to look me in the eye. “Hey so I looked into that apartment we were interested in a while back and apparently he goes to the gamboling room. He said he would give us a much lower payment for the first few years.”

“That’s great. We could go get Dairy Queen and go check it out.” He smiled holding our daughter in his lap.

Reaching into my pocket of my jeans I gingle the keys in his eyes smiling ear to ear. “I actually talked with him earlier yesterday. He gave us the place already. Basically insisted upon it. Now let’s go.”

Georgie and I got Aurora in the truck a lot quicker than we did in the past. The drive to the apartment wasn't bad. Picking up our daughter in my arms I gave Georgie the key and he opened the door letting me inside first. "Wow. It still looks way bigger than the garage." He chuckled looking around the room.

"Everything will look bigger than the garage honey. But look we won't have to barge in through the house every time me and Aurora have to use the bathroom. Plus there's a tiny kitchen even though we'll probably be ordering take out or going over to your parents for dinner." I exclaimed pointing towards the bathroom then over to a very small kitchen. "Also he actually upgraded us to have a two bedroom apartment. So one for us and the other for babies."

Georgie sits our daughter on the floor letting her play with her pony before quickly rising to his feet. "Babies?"

"I didn't - did I say that. Oh geez it was supposed to be a surprise." Running my fingers through my hair I didn't think it would slip out like that.

Georgie took a step closer taking my hands in his asking slowly. "Is it true Y/n. Are we gonna have another baby?"

"I wanted it to be a surprise at the family dinner tonight when we announced we are moving out. But secrets out so yes. Yes, we're having another baby." I squealed when he picked me up, twirling me around in circles of laughter.

Gently gripping his shirt he finally sat me on my feet where I still kept my arms around his neck grinning like a child. "I can't believe it, babe. You hear that Rora you're gonna have a little brother or sister." Aurora was crawling around on the floor searching around the apartment. I was secretly hoping that the baby would be another girl. But Georgie would probably want a boy to keep the Cooper family name going. "I guess we're gonna have to move our stuff in tonight huh. My mom won't be happy we are leaving."

"Yeah but don't worry she can visit us. Now let's talk about how we are doing the room situation. I think Rora should get the little room then we take the bigger one." Shrugging my shoulders he nodded wrapping his arms around my waist.

Georgie smiled, pulling me closer to his chest. "I don't care I just feel like my wife deserves to be taken out to eat tonight."

"For getting pregnant really? I think I can settle with brisket. We're gonna have to pay rent now." I pointed out that he thought I deserved something like Red Lobster or something way more expensive.

Before he could respond his phone went off so he pulled it out of his jeans answering it. "Yeah what's up…sure we can come get you."

"Who was it…ow?" I asked picking up our daughter from the floor where she pulled on my hair a little.

He put the phone away heading for the truck with me putting her in the car seat. "Missy, she needs to be picked up from practice and both my parents are busy." The drive to the school was fine so we waited for his sister seeing her stomp up to the vehicle.

She slammed the backseat door behind her making all three of us jump a little in the air. "Woah Missy. What the hell is wrong?"

"I got in trouble in class because Heather M was judging you and Y/n. She said you two wouldn't be able to raise a baby or that Rora would grow up to be stupid." Missy crossed her arms over her chest huffing.

Georgie and I sent the other a disappointing look. Even though we had been improving on raising her. We always try our best to ignore the others who thought wrong. Regardless it was still difficult as teen parents. "Heather M shouldn't be in our business. I'd say just ignore her." He told her gently gripping the steering wheel.

She just turned to face the window and the drive home was silent. Flopping down on the bed once we got Aurora settled until we would wake her up for dinner I watched my husband. He was watching her and just leaning against the doorframe. "Georgie?"

"Hmm. What darlin'?" He shook his head when I pulled him from the long stare.

Holding myself up by my elbows I could read what he was thinking by the look on his face. "We can't listen to them, Georgie. Everyone in this town will have their own opinion. But like you told your sister we have to ignore them."

"What if Aurora struggles in school or doesn't finish at all Y/n?" He blurted out a question.

Getting to my feet I intertwined our hands together so he would look me in the eye. "Georgie I promise we are going to prove everyone wrong one day. We are going to be the best teen parents ever."

"Mom! Eve won't give me back my phone!" Lifting my head up from looking at the computer screen I watched my two teenagers come in fighting.

Georgie was off helping a customer in our store leaving me to reschedule any appointments if we were full. "Eve give your sister back her phone." I told her in a warning tone. Our second daughter was named Eve and she had her father's hair color and my eyes.

"But mom, she made me break my phone last week!" She fought back by playing keep away from her sister. Like they were ten years old again.

Rising to my feet I pressed my right hand onto the desk for balance staring sternly at my girls. "I don’t care. Just because you guys don’t have school today doesn’t mean you get to cause problems at your father’s store.”

“What are you gals bickerin’ about?” Georgie came around the corner with me catching sight of a customer walking out with some paperwork for tire’s meaning he had made another sail.

Aurora stomps her foot on the ground throwing her braided hair over her shoulder. “Dad Eve won’t give me back my phone because I apparently broke hers and - is that uncle Sheldon?”

Georgie and I both moved around the corner peaking a little around the wall seeing that she was telling the truth. “Why is he back here. I thought he would never come back?” I mumbled looking up at my husband.

“What the hell are you doin’ here?” Georgie moved forward and I stood slightly behind him eyeing his younger brother in confusion.

“Hello Georgie, Y/n.” Sheldon replied with a nod towards us. Biting my lip I knew this conversation would be interesting.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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koostattoos · 5 months

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➳ There’s Only Me When There’s You || j.jk

~ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

~ Genre: slight enemies to lovers, high school au, fluff, MAJOR angst, first love, young love (Inspired by 2000's film A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks)

~ Warnings: MAJOR character death, a fight happens, mentions of a hospital, mentions of blood, fluff, fluff, fluff! 190811!jungkook (iykyk), they’re so incredibly adorable i’m crying, use of petnames (mostly baby)

~ teaser word count: 684

full fic here!

Making sure your parents knew where you were, you turn your head around the corner of the kitchen and call for your mom.

“I’m gonna go out and look around town, is that okay?”

“Yeah, sure. Just be careful. Don’t go too far and be back before the sun goes down.” she tells you

Nodding your head, you turn to put your shoes on and make sure you have your phone with you. The air outside was nice. It was still mid-summer but the weather around this time seemed to cool down.

“Well, if you ever need anything, please stop by. I’ll be glad to help” she says to you with a sweet smile.

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aurumacadicus · 1 year

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If you're still doing 5 headcanon stuff (if not feel free to ignore): Platonic Tony x Rhodey, with werewolf family?

Love this idea <3

Jim was pretty sure that he was paired with Tony for the dorms specifically because they were the only two werewolves entering the student population that year. Two werewolves would know the ins and outs of being around other werewolves already, so no learning curve for a human roommate. It was stupid. They were from different packs. They could have attacked each other on sight. Their packs could have had a feud, and the humans wouldn't have known about it. But, it was also the eighties. That type of ignorance was sort of par for the course back then. Tony hadn't noticed Jim was a werewolf too, had simply walked in and said, "This is my bed, I'm gonna roll all over it now so it smells like me," and then accidentally wedged himself between the bed and the wall and whined until Jim had rescued him, and well. That had sort of been that.

Tony is orphaned. Jim grabs him by the scruff after the funeral and drags him home with him. "This is ours now," he tells his mama. Mama gives Tony a slow up-and-down, then says, "Well, he's the only other person with taste in this house," and that's that. ("What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she's asked later, and she scowls and reminds everyone that Tony is the only other person who prefers sweet potato pie to pumpkin and now she doesn't have to worry about her pies molding before she can finish them.) They quickly find out that Tony's quirks that they've brushed off as 'eccentric rich person' are actually coping mechanisms because his parents were not very good werewolves. Boarding school had not been Tony's choice, and he'd only started college early because once home, he didn't know how to live with other werewolves. It was why he'd been so careless about rooming with Jim in the dorms. He didn't know he was supposed to be on the defensive around another werewolf. It's dangerous. Other wolves can and will take advantage of his guard being down all the time. He's still a pup, in some ways. Others, he's aged beyond his years. Jim hears his mama and dad whispering some nights about how the Starks ruined him, how they stunted him and made him grow too soon as the same time, how they can try and fix some of what's happened to him but he's always going to be at least a little bit broken. Jim remembers that, when Tony dons a suit and smiles sharp and wide, baring his teeth when other werewolves would hide them. He plays human and werewolf in a way that Jim can't even begin to comprehend. (Doesn't want to.) And he does it well. (It breaks their hearts.)

Tony seems to realize that he's... Different. Jim and the rest of his family try their hardest to convince him that they don't care, that they love him in spite of that, that he's still part of the pack and just because his instincts got all messed up doesn't mean he's a bad person. But it's not enough. Probably wouldn't have been enough even if they'd taken him in earlier, gotten a head start on fixing his frayed edges. He starts sharing less of his life, carefully covering his face so he doesn't smile when a werewolf wouldn't and set the family on edge. Visits less, and times them with Jim's so he never visits alone. "I think the war ruined my parents," Tony says, and Jim turns to look at him, frowning. Tony is staring out the window as Happy drives them to a banquet. Normally they take the drive to pep each other up for the absolute torture of glad-handing, but Tony had been conspicuously quiet, and Jim hadn't wanted to push him. "Okay?" Jim replies carefully. Tony doesn't respond for a moment, but when he finally does, he still can't make eye contact with him. "Mom's pack was scattered by the war. Lots of her male relatives died. The rest moved wherever they could to keep their kids safe. Supplies were scarce, so smaller groups were preferred. Mom left so that she wouldn't be a burden. Dad, well... he didn't talk about his parents much. He only had one picture of them. And then the war, and Captain America, and the nuclear bomb... I think I wouldn't have had a chance to be normal even if I hadn't gotten sent off to boarding school." He's probably right, Jim thinks, but doesn't say so. All he can see is the kid who wedged himself between his bed and his wall and whined until he got him free. "Yeah, well, that's their loss," he says, and Tony offers him a wide smile that a normal werewolf wouldn't have. He smiles back, because he's known Tony long enough to know that his bared teeth are not a threat. Knows it puts Tony at ease that he'll bare his teeth back.

Tony is kidnapped in Afghanistan, and Jim finds him walking the sands after a successful escape, pausing every few yards to let out dry howl, lips cracked and a hole glowing in his chest. Jim gnashes his teeth furiously as he listens to the doctors explain that they can't do more to help. How he's only alive because he's a werewolf, and the technology simply wasn't there to keep him from bleeding to death if they tried to surgically remove the shrapnel. Gnashes his teeth when Tony destroys one of his fighter jets, almost kills one of his pilots and then saves him, buys him a new jet in recompense. Gnashes his teeth when he learns Obadiah was behind Tony's kidnapping, almost killed him again, almost killed Pepper and would have done so without remorse. Gnashes his teeth was Tony finally admits he's dying from palladium poisoning from the reactor. Gnashes his teeth when Tony joins some stupid secret boy band called the Avengers, and he's working with Captain America, who told Tony to his face that he knew men who were worth ten of him, and Natasha, who had betrayed his trust and stabbed him in the neck, and other people Jim doesn't know so doesn't trust or like them. Gnashes his teeth when he realizes that they're all broken just like Tony, and are able to relate to him in ways that Jim will never be able to, because he grew up in a loving family and literally no one else did. Tony is still the only one who smiles though. Jim can see it puts the rest of the Avengers on edge, the way he bares his teeth without thinking about it. Human in ways they can't be. Werewolf in ways they can't, either. Jim bares his teeth back at him, and Tony throws his head back and laughs as the rest of the Avengers back away, anxious and confused.

"So are you dating again, or?" Jim asks, picking through a bowl of puppy chow. He likes the ones with more peanut butter than chocolate. He doesn't mention he can see the Avengers turning toward them in interest even as they desperately try to pretend to mind their own business. "Pepper mentioned you going out on a date finally." Tony shrugs. "Yeah, I thought I might put myself back out there. I don't know. Just feels discouraging that I can't keep a girlfriend. Or boyfriend," he adds belatedly. "'s 'cause you're weird," Jim offers helpfully. "Yeah," Tony sighs. At least he's self-aware. "Anyway, I'm gonna go menace the rest of your team," Jim adds, popping the last few bites of puppy chow he'd dug out into his mouth. "Gotta show 'em who's boss, after all." "Okay, but if you make Bruce Hulk out, you have to clean up the mess," Tony replies, and Jim salutes him before he goes over to bare his teeth at the rest of the Avengers until they scramble out of his way nervously. He finds it flattering that most of them can't meet his eyes. Bruce even sort of grabs someone's shirt and puts it over his head, as if physically blocking his gaze away would help. Jim crunches a mouthful of puppy chow next to his ear in response. He wants everyone to be certain that if they did anything to hurt Tony, they'd have not just him, but the rest of his family there to make them pay for it. Also a couple of them had looked way too interested in the fact Tony was dating again.

#aurumacadicus answers #ask meme #5 headcanons meme #tony/rhodey brotp

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dem-obscure-imagines · 2 years

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The Freak and His Witch

Eddie Munson x Witch!Reader

Fandom: Stranger Things

AU: Soulmate

Summary: The town of Hawkins has gone crazy, and all of the moms in town are pointing their fingers at none other than Eddie Munson, who may or may not be your soulmate…

Note: I’m so in love with Eddie it’s pitiful. Feel free to send requests, I just had to get this one out of my head.

Warnings: SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4!! Mentions of death, swearing

Word Count: 2.4k words

“Dustin, what is it now?” You said into the phone, twirling the phone cord around your finger. “Are you guys good or…?”

“Yeah! Uh, we found Eddie. I just—” You heard voices in the background. “I need a ride and also a favor. Your roommate is still out of state, right?”

“Yeah, she moved all her stuff out and went home for the rest of the semester. Why? Also what do you need?”

“Can you just—I’m on the phone with her right now. No, I—Shut up! Can you come to Skull Rock? Do you know where that is?”

“Yeah, I can, Dustin, what the fuck is going on?”

“I don’t really have time to explain. See you soon.” And with that, he hung up. You let out a long sigh.

You didn’t know Eddie Munson. You’d seen him around, sure. He was supposed to graduate from Hawkins High two years ago when you did. You knew he had trouble with his grades, but was pretty smart from what you could gather, you’d heard he was in a band, but you didn’t know if they were any good, and you knew he ran a DnD club named after an X-Men comics reference. In other words: a nerd in the shell of a long-haired eccentric punk rock-playing weed dealer.

And now he was wanted for murder. But if Dustin and Steve trusted him…maybe he could be trusted after all.

You’d still have your pepper spray on you just in case. Not that you needed it, thanks to your, uh, other abilities.

It wasn’t a long drive to Skull Rock. You figured that was why Dustin had called you in the first place. Well, that and the fact that their other friend with super powers was a plane ride away from Hawkins. You parked as close as you could before the trees hindered you from doing so, but made sure your car was out of sight of the road.

“Dustin?” You called, walking blindly out into the woods. It was especially hard to navigate when everything you saw was black and white. “Dustin?” You called a little louder.

“Shhh!” he hissed at you from somewhere ahead. “Over here.”

You continued forward until you came upon the rest of the group. Steve, Nancy, Robin, Dustin, Lucas, and Max were all standing around Skull Rock in a semi-circle facing Eddie, who was sitting on the ground surrounded by the remains of the snacks he’d been given while he was in hiding.

“And she’s cool, right? She’s not gonna—”

“I trust her with my life.” Steve crossed his arms and looked at you, giving a small grateful smile as you walked up behind him. “(Y/N), this is Eddie.”

“I gathered that much, yeah.” You nodded and finally looked up at him properly, at the exact moment he was looking at you. It felt like time stopped. It didn’t happen all at once like people had told you it would. Instead, the hues saturated slowly, first the blues of his vest, and then the shimmering emerald of the leaves on the trees around you. Then, finally, the warmer hues of his brown hair and eyes, the slight flush of his cheeks.

He stared up at you like a deer in headlights. “H-holy shit.” He stammered for a few moments, tears welling in his eyes before repeating, “Holy shit!”

“Did what I think just happened…happen?” Dustin murmured.

“Um…yeah. Yeah it did.” You brushed past the others and walked straight to Eddie, helping him off of the ground. As soon as he was on his feet, he pulled you to his chest, his arms wrapping around you without hesitation. You stumbled a bit, but held steady, your arms slotting beneath his and pulling him closer to you.

You felt him exhale a huge sigh, his head resting against yours for a moment. Right next to your ear, his heart hammered in his chest.

“You okay?” You asked, your voice swallowed up by his warmth.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” He nodded against you, one of his hands rising to cradle your head, stroking your hair, as if to prove you were really there with him. “It’s been a…really long week. Kind of an emotional rollercoaster.”

“I can’t believe I found you.” You whispered, pulling away the tiniest bit to look up at him, really take him in for what he was. He was a few years older than the last time you’d seen him, but so were you. He’d acquired some tattoos and some new patches and pins on his vest, but he was still rocking that Hellfire Club shirt, as usual. It suited him.

Eddie reached up and brushed some hair out of the front of your face, his hand gentle. “That makes two of us, sweetheart.” But that sparkle in his kind brown eyes flickered. “Fuck, I’m so sorry you’re getting dragged into all of this.”

“Don’t be.” You shook your head. “I’m happy to help.”

The little moment over, you turned to face the rest of the circle, stepping out of Eddie’s hold. His hand, however, slid into your own, his fingers fitting perfectly in the spaces between yours, and his rings cool against your skin. You gave his hand a squeeze, reassuring him.

“So, what do you guys need?”

“We need to kill Vecna.” Dustin said. “And we need a place to lay low for a bit. Your, uh, soulmate is kind of on the run, at the moment.”

“That, I do know. But what the fuck is a Vecna and why didn’t you call me when all of this started?”

“See, I told you we should have gotten her earlier.” Steve said, shaking his head, “but no one listens to me.”

“Vecna is…connected to me.” Max elaborated. “He’s a monster from the Upside Down. A stronger, smarter one.”

“He’s the one that killed Chrissy and Fred.” Nancy said.

“And Patrick.” Lucas added, his face falling a bit as he did.

“And he tried to kill me.” Max continued.

You listened, nodding and thinking through everything they’d told you. “Okay, yeah, we need to get back to my place asap. I’m parked over there.”

The others followed you back to your car, and everyone piled in as best as they could. Eddie sat on the floor in the back so he wouldn’t be seen from outside the car, but on the right side so he could still see you. Now that he had seen you for the first time, he never wanted to stop looking at you.

While everyone was getting settled, you reached back and touched his hand, soothing his nerves immediately. His thumb smoothed over the back of your hand for the few lingering moments before you had to focus on driving.

The drive back to your place was short. You pulled into the garage and closed the door behind you before anyone got out, just to make sure no one would see Eddie get out and call the authorities.

“I’ll go in and close the blinds.”

“I’ll help.” Robin, who was in the passenger seat, volunteered.

The two of you walked up the stairs into the living area of your townhouse-style apartment. It wasn’t huge, by any means, but it was far from tiny. You made quick work of closing the blinds, turning on the TV so the neighbors wouldn’t hear anything you said. After all, the walls here were paper thin.

“Did you know?” Robin asked quietly in the kitchen area that was separated from your living room by a long counter.

“Did I know what?”

“I don’t know, did you like…have a feeling on the drive over? That he might be your soulmate?” She said the word soulmate in almost a whisper, her eyes glistening with this fresh gossip.

“No clue. But uh…I have to admit, he’s pretty hot.” You felt your cheeks flush, even just saying it out loud. “He seems nice.”

“He is. I think. I haven’t really known him that long, either.” She shrugged, causing you to laugh.

You walked back down the stairs and signaled that the coast was clear. Everyone else got out of the car and started walking inside. Dustin was the first to make himself comfortable on your couch, Steve and Max following quickly after.

“Anyone want water or anything?” You asked, going to the fridge to get some for yourself.

“You got Capri Suns?” Dustin asked, causing you to chuckle, leaning into the refrigerator.

“I’m offended you would even ask that.” You said, reaching in and grabbing one before chucking it to him across the apartment.

“Thank you!”

“Yeah, yeah.” You grabbed a water bottle and turned around to find Eddie leaning against the nearest counter, a question in his eyes. The answer came to you before he could even ask it. “I went grocery shopping the other day. There’s a bunch of snacks and stuff in the cupboard over there.” You pointed and he nodded, gratefully.

“Thanks.”

“You don’t need to thank me.” You told him earnestly, reaching for his hand, which he readily gave to you. “My snacks are your snacks now.”

Rather than saying anything, Eddie squeezed your hand, leaned in, and pressed a quick kiss to your cheek before making a beeline for the snack cupboard. You didn’t know where he had been hiding out for the past few days, but you assumed there probably hadn’t been much to eat, given the circumstances. It was weird, you noted, how quickly your heart began to ache for him. Before this afternoon—hell, even thirty minutes ago—he had barely been in the peripheral of your life and now he was right at the center. His suffering was yours. And his fate seemed to be the most important thing to you right now, even if it was as simple as keeping him fed and sheltered.

“You good?” Steve asked, making his way through the kitchen for a drink.

“Never been better.” You replied, and you didn’t miss the smirk on Eddie’s face as you said it.

“Good. Good.” Steve glanced at the fridge behind you and then back at you. “You got any more of those Capri Suns?”

You laughed and moved out of the way so he could help himself, claiming a seat on the armrest of the couch. You noticed the news flashed on the screen so you changed the channel to the first cartoon you could find in an attempt to lighten the mood. Then, remembering the task at hand, you walked across the room and knelt down in front of your book shelf, searching it for one specific book, one about Moon Spells. And another, a bigger, thicker hardcover book. It was black with shining silver lettering, stars and a moon adorning the front and spine of it. You carried it to the coffee table in the middle of the room and sat on the floor.

“What’s that?” Eddie asked through a mouthful of chips.

Robin smiled softly. “It’s her spell book. (Y/N)’s a witch.”

“Nancy, go check my moon calendar in my room and tell me what phase the moon is in today.”

“On it.”

“Dustin, can you grab my deck?”

“Yeah where is it?”

“I’ll get it.” Robin volunteered, following Nancy up the stairs.

“It’s waxing!” Nancy called.

“When’s the full moon?” you called back.

“The 25th!”

You pondered the information for a moment and nodded, flipping through the book of moon spells and handing it to Dustin. “Find the protection ward in this section of the book.” You looked up at Max. “At the very least, I can shield the apartment for now. So long as you’re here, Vecna or whoever else won’t be able to find or communicate with you. It’ll buy us some time to sever his connection with you permanently.”

Relief hit the young red-haired girl all in a wave and she nodded gratefully. “Thank you.”

Eddie watched you work in awe, the focus on your features, the energy surrounding you. It really did feel like magic.

“Don’t thank me yet.”

***

It took about an hour to get everything in place and the ward cast. If Eddie had been a bit skeptical before, that had all faded when, upon casting said spell, the edges of the apartment all seemed to ripple, like a force field was protecting your slice of the building. And he also noticed that you looked exhausted immediately following this.

Once the feeling of safety settled in, even if it would only be temporary, everyone seemed to calm down a bit. Max was sleeping with her head in Lucas’ lap. Dustin and Steve were talking about whatever nonsense show was on now, and Robin was doing a little light reading, your giant book of spells in her lap.

“That was badass.” Eddie said when you took the seat next to him on the couch, his eyes sparkling when he said it. “You’re badass. I never really…took you for the witchy type.”

“Yeah, a lot of people don’t. In a town like Hawkins, that’s a blessing, especially right now. All of the moms in town would think I’m a satanist.” You wiggled your fingers mockingly and he laughed.

Eddie smirked. “Nah, right now, they just think I’m a satanist.”

“Fair point.”

He’s quiet for a long moment, thinking about the day he’s had. About you. “I remember you, you know. Before you graduated. I remember thinking you were the prettiest girl in the world, the Princess of Hawkins High. I never thought I’d ever have a chance with you.”

“Yeah, well, the universe had other plans, I guess.” You took his hand in your own, fiddling with his larger one, admiring the rings on his fingers. “And for the record, I always thought you were hot, Eddie. Even back then.”

He gasped playfully. “You think I’m hot?”

“Of course I do.” You leaned your head on his shoulder, your eyes heavy from the exertion of your powers. It would take some time to build your energy back up. “I don’t know how, but we’re gonna get through this shit. I promise.”

Eddie turned his head and pressed a long kiss to your hairline. “I know we are.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #stranger things

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juanabaloo · 8 months

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Why BTVS 5x16 The Body needs to win in that poll over the MASH series finale...

You can argue that the series finale of a very popular show was always gonna have huge viewership because it's the SERIES FINALE. (Point for MASH)

You can argue that MASH was a 2.5 hour movie length episode and comparing it to a 44 minute regular length episode of TV - in the middle of the season no less - isn't fair. (to me it's a point for BTVS, but some may see this as a point for MASH)

But here's what it boils down to...

MASH's series finale touched on each main character and wrapped up the loose ends. Their main point was war sucks and it fucks people up. One character realizes that their memory is incorrect and something truly terrible happened, and while he didn't do it he witnessed it. (This is the part that stays with me after watching this episode, years ago.) A ceasefire is announced but people still die after that. War sucks, but we love these characters and we hope they do OK post war. War sucks, love each other.

You can get something out of the MASH series finale if you randomly watched it, but it's broad. And really, even if you watched every episode, it's pain but it's broad.

The Body? The motherfucking episode The Body??

(Obviously huge SPOILERS ahead)

You could not know ANYTHING about any of these characters and still cry your eyes out at it. That first take? That long take with no cuts where Buffy finds her mom lying on the couch? The way SMG is acting? Like two levels better than her always amazing acting level? The way every little detail of that take is perfection? The crew really needs to take a bow for this one. The fake out of Buffy's fantasy that the paramedics revive her?

The way Buffy tells Giles "We're not supposed to move the body!" What she says. The way she says it. The way she reacts to it, realizing what she said.

It's not broad. It's specific, so specific. The way the different people react. The way everyone feels helpless. The way Buffy is on auto-pilot at some points. The sound, OMG the fucking sound!!

(pauses to sip some water)

The fake out of Dawn hearing the news. Buffy going to tell Dawn. The way EVERYBODY fucking knows it's BAD news. The way Dawn reacts. (OMG the sound again!!) The way the rest of the school witnesses it.

Tara and Willow comforting each other. (OMG I forgot about all of this. Jesus. And OMG it's their first on-screen kiss.) "Strong like an Amazon."

(flips table)

Willow talking about what to wear. Anya's questions. And then. Anya's fucking monologue, with her voice twisting. JFC that fucking monologue.

"... and no one will explain to me why."

(yes of course i'm crying)

The quiet moment where Tara comforts Buffy.

"I know it's different for you … because it's always different, but … if you ever need…"

And then. "... it's always sudden."

The way at the end there is still normal everyday stuff to do, and it sucks but you have to do it, because that's what life is.

Grief will fuck you up. You will feel helpless. Love each other. Just being there is something. Objectively this feels like just as strong a message as the MASH message. But really, I feel like a lot of people know the message from MASH, even without experiencing war. But experiencing loss at the level of The Body? It's so motherfucking personal.

You wanna vote for MASH because it had higher numbers, go ahead.

You wanna vote for MASH because you like the characters more, fine.

But don't tell me that the MASH finale is better than The Body. Don't waste my fucking time.

Vote here

TLDR: The Body went deep and focused and FUCK does it hit.

#btvs #ep: 5x16 the body #buffy summers #SMG #the body is cinematic brilliance all anchored by the performance of all time by SMG #and very strong performances by everyone else #long post

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cosmicanamnesis · 1 year

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he tastes like chocolate pt. 11 (end)

[part 1] [part 10] [read on ao3]

December 31st, 3 hours to midnight

“Oh, come on!”

Erica had beaten not just Dustin, but almost everyone else at the party at Mario Kart at least once, and Dustin was tired of it. In a huff, he passed his controller off to Grant and made a beeline to the kitchen to break out the harder stuff.

As he wrestled the bottle of vodka out from underneath four bags of pizza rolls - thanks Jeff - Steve came around him and leaned against the counter, arms crossed, looking at him expectantly.

“You want some?” Dustin asked, shutting the freezer door.

“What are you and Robin playing at here?”

“Uh, Robin’s playing Mario Kart,” Dustin tried to play dumb as he pulled a jug of lemonade out of the fridge. “And I’m playing Let’s See How Drunk Dustin Can Get Before Midnight. I’ll make you a drink too if you want, since you didn’t drive here.”

“Don’t play dumb with me, Dustin,” Steve sighed. Dustin just shrugged and continued to work around him, pulling the biggest cup he could find out of the cabinet. “You and Robin coordinated something, didn’t you?”

“No idea what you’re talking about, dude.” Dustin eyeballed an amount of vodka that was definitely more than standard into his glass. “Last chance if you want me to make you a drink.”

“Ugh, fine. Yes please.”

Dustin shot him a confused glance as he grabbed another cup. “Since when do you have manners?”

“Whatever. Quit meddling with my love life. Both of you.”

“What love life? OW!” Steve at least had the decency to wait for Dustin to put the vodka down before smacking the back of his head. “The hell was that for?”

“For you’re a smartass and I’m being serious. Now what did you say to Eddie?”

“Uh… What did he say I said?”

“Oh, no, I’m not falling for that. He covered your ass, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“Look, just…” Dustin sighed, and topped off both glasses with lemonade, handing one to Steve. “Please don’t set fireworks off in my bed, okay? Robin tried to convince me it was an empty threat but I am getting some distinctly pyrotechnical vibes off you right now.”

“Damn it, Dustin, you told him?”

“Told who what?” Max joined them in the kitchen, bag of cheetos in hand. “Don’t put that away yet, I want some.” She gestured at the jug of lemonade still in Dustin’s hand. As if she hadn’t interrupted anything, she moved around them casually, grabbing her own glass out of the cabinet to make herself a drink.

"I… may have told Eddie, um… about Steve," Dustin stuttered as Steve stared him down.

"Did he really need to be told?" Max laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve huffed.

"Please, Steve. Eddie is neither blind nor stupid. I would hope he wouldn't need Dustin to tell him about your frankly very obvious crush."

"Is it that obvious?"

Dustin and Max looked at each other then back at Steve, nodding.

“For what it’s worth,” Max continued. “You don’t have anything to worry about. Eddie’s so in love with you even my mother knows.”

“Wait, how does your mom know?” Dustin asked. Max took a sip of her drink, winced, and poured a little more lemonade in. Apparently she and Dustin had similar disregard for the hangovers they would have in the morning.

“We live in the trailer park, dude. Eddie’s my neighbor… Kind of. His uncle tells my mom and… Oh, what’s his name… Marvin?” Max stared off to the side for a long moment, thinking. Finally she smiled and snapped her fingers. “No, Murray! Wayne tells them everything about Eddie and that includes his crush on Steve.”

“Well… That explains some things,” Steve muttered.

“Yeah. My mom’s got ten bucks on him suffering in silence about it forever.” Raucous noise erupted from the rest of the party in the living room, suggesting another victory for Erica. "I think that means it's my turn next. You two idiots have fun." Max took a long drink and grabbed her cheetos again, heading back to the living room.

"Y'know what this is like?" Steve asked once Max was out of earshot. "That one play you guys dragged me to."

"What?"

"Y'know, where they hate each other and then their friends try to set them up?"

"Please tell me you're not talking about Much Ado About Nothing."

"Yeah, that's the one."

"Okay, key difference here, Shakespeare," Dustin said incredulously. "You two don't hate each other. In fact, you're so in love with each other it's not even funny. At the risk of being eaten by a tarrasque, let me assure you that Eddie is trying so hard to make you like him."

"What's a tarrasque?"

"Not the point, Steve! Jesus…" Dustin shook his head and downed about half his drink in one go. He leaned back against the counter, staring at nothing for a while.

"You guys really think he likes me?" Steve glanced back to the living room, watching Eddie sitting cross legged on the floor, leaning side to side with his tongue pressed to his upper lip in unwavering focus. God he was adorable.

"Think? No, Steve, I don't think he likes you. I know he does. We all know he does. Pretty sure at this point the neighbor’s stupid cat knows! And if you tell him I told you, I'm gonna set fireworks off in your bed."

It wasn't that Steve didn't believe them. He did. But it had been so long since he tried to make a move on anyone, he wasn't sure how to proceed, and for that matter Eddie wasn't like anyone he'd ever dated before.

How different could it possibly be, though? Flirting was flirting.

December 31st, 2 hours to midnight

It wasn't as scary with two beers and the concoction Dustin had named the Lazy Man’s Lemon Drop in his system. Turned out, with a little booze, the Harrington Charm came back to him as naturally as riding a bike, which was also something he hadn’t done in years but probably wouldn’t be aided with vodka.

It was easy, really. He stuck close to Eddie as much as he could, found excuses to touch him, even shared a cigarette with him to Robin’s disgust as the party started slowly migrating out into the garage. Oddly enough, packing almost twenty people into one floor of the house and giving them all alcohol made the living room unbearably hot very quickly.

They probably should’ve seen that one coming.

As the boys leaned against the side of Eddie’s van in the driveway, passing a cigarette back and forth, Nancy and Barb stepped out into the open garage.

“Hey Steve!” Nancy called, quickly tying her hair up in a haphazard ponytail. “Come shotgun a beer with me!”

“The hell-? Why?” Steve yelled back.

“For old time’s sake,” Nancy shrugged, smiling wide. She took the beers from Barb and held one out to Steve, beckoning him over. He looked at Eddie and laughed, passing the cigarette back to him.

“I don’t even know if I can do this anymore, Nance,” he laughed, leaving Eddie back by the van as he took the beer from her.

“Me either. Just figured I’d help you out,” Nancy replied, lowering her voice. She pulled a couple butter knives from her back pocket and handed one to Steve.

“What do you mean, help me out?”

“I know how you flirt, Steve, you’re not very subtle. Besides, this impressed me.”

“In high school! I can’t believe this,” Steve laughed, making direct eye contact with Barb. “I’m getting wingman-ed by my fucking ex-girlfriend.”

“Want me to hold your glasses?” Barb asked, holding her hand out. Oh yeah. No one was teasing him about them, he almost forgot he was wearing them. He blinked hard a few times to clear his vision, carefully passing the glasses off to Barb.

"Can we get a drum roll?" Nancy called to Gareth, sitting behind his drums talking to Will. He rolled his eyes, but obliged as Steve and Nancy lined up their cans. Steve looked back at Eddie, shooting him a look that said pray for me as Eddie hid a smile behind his hand.

By some miracle, they could both still shotgun a beer. The small crowd around them answered them with laughter and scattered applause as their empty cans fell to the ground

"Oh my god that's so much harder than I remember it being," Steve huffed, trying to catch his breath. Nancy doubled over, coughing or laughing or maybe both. "Oh, why did I let you talk me into that? Evil. You're evil."

Steve turned to look at Eddie again, still leaning against the van, giggling behind his hair. The only thing Steve could think to do was bow.

December 31st, 1 hour to midnight

Up and down the street, parties were in full swing. More than once, the boys’ neighbor across the street, an old woman with an aggressive outdoor cat and a permanent scowl, peered out her front window to glare at anyone who looked like they might be having fun.

“Keep it down out there!” she yelled, letting her cat out for the night.

“Isn’t it past your bedtime, you old hag?” Dustin yelled back. Eddie, sensing the opportunity to piss off the entire neighborhood, cranked the volume on his amp all the way up and strummed something discordant, making sure she could see him while he did it.

“Cranky old bitch,” Max muttered to no one in particular. Everyone was outside now, and all the alcohol and snacks with them, milling about the front yard and the driveway as the band did their final checks. The idea was simple: don’t stop playing until midnight. A cooler full of bottles of cheap champagne sat ready and waiting on the porch next to a giant pile of firecrackers.

Jonathan was snapping pictures left and right of the band and the guests, but mostly different combinations of the boys and Max spelling dirty words with sparklers.

Once Corroded Coffin really got started, their party started attracting the neighbors to the yard.

Steve didn’t notice. Steve was sitting in the back of Eddie’s van with El, a blanket wrapped around the both of them, watching the band with rapt attention. Well, watching Eddie at least. Mostly watching his hands as he played, and his hair whipping wildly around his face as he danced and sang.

It was mesmerizing.

He was an incredibly skilled guitarist and he performed like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Steve could feel his heart practically beating out of his chest in time with the music. One song blended seamlessly into the next, a mix of covers and their own music. Suddenly Steve found himself becoming a metal fan, or at least a Corroded Coffin fan. Maybe just a fan of their frontman. Eh. Same difference.

As the show went on and the crowd started yelling requests from the lawn, Steve decided something. If Eddie liked him as much as everyone said he did, then it was foolproof.

He was gonna kiss Eddie at midnight.

December 31st, 10 minutes to midnight

Eddie knew he was hamming it up a bit more than the venue called for, but if there was one thing he loved it was working a crowd. He hadn’t expected the entire street to congregate in the boys’ front yard, but you wouldn’t hear him complaining, especially since his favorite audience member was front and god damn center, and couldn’t take his eyes off Eddie.

Well, not center so much as slightly off to the side, but definitely front. Steve and El in the back of the van were closer to the band than anyone. And it was hard not to be constantly looking over at them. El was curled up on the floor of the van, smiling wide with her head resting on Steve’s lap. She was definitely hogging the blanket but Steve didn’t seem to notice or mind. Getting to see how bonded Steve was to these kids he’d apparently known forever gave Eddie visions of a future he never thought he’d get to have. Soft and domestic and… Get it together, dude, you’re playing a show.

“Anybody got the time?” he said into the microphone as they played the outro to one of their own originals, voice now a little hoarse. Singing for an hour will do that to a person.

“11:51!” a stranger in the crowd replied.

Perfect.

“Friends, you’ve all been a wonderful audience tonight, I hope you’ve enjoyed the show. I’d like to give special shoutouts to Dustin, Lucas, Will, and Mike for loaning us their garage,” he pointed to his friends in the crowd and paused to relish in the whooping and hollering for a moment before continuing. “To my boys, my band, especially Jeff and his six bags of pizza rolls!” Another pause, and Jeff dipped into a bow, one arm spread wide, the other keeping his guitar from sliding off over his head. “And to Mrs. McAdams across the street, rot in hell you joyless fucking harpy!”

Riotous applause and laughter broke out as Eddie began the next song. And, if he timed it right, the last song.

The beginning of Master of Puppets was fairly iconic, and the band picked up on it right away. So did Steve. Out of the corner of his eye, Eddie could see Steve perk up. It spurred Eddie on that much more, and this time he let himself pay a little more attention to Steve and El than the rest of the crowd.

Will stood by the door back into the house, diligently checking his watch as they played.

December 31st, 1 minute to midnight

At 11:59, Will waved at El. That was their cue. Quickly, El sat up, pulling Steve along with her again as she hopped out of the van and towards the champagne on the porch. This was it. Steve steeled his nerves as he ran with her, trying not to chicken out of the plan.

They met the rest of the guys at the porch, diligently unwrapping and passing around firecrackers and pulling the foil off the bottles of champagne.

10 seconds to midnight

Just as the song was ending, someone in the crowd yelled 10. Eddie decided to cut the song off about eight bars early.

9 seconds to midnight

“Thank you everybody!” Eddie yelled, quickly and carefully ditching his guitar. As El, Steve, and the rest were all on the porch, the band had to take an extra second to put their instruments up, except for Gareth who set his sticks down and ran to the front of the van to find the box of cheap lighters they brought.

8 seconds to midnight

“Okay, who's got fireworks?” Gareth asked, milling through the crowd, passing lighters out to anyone who needed them.

Steve caught Eddie’s eye from across the crowd and waved him over.

7 seconds to midnight

“If you don’t know how to open a champagne bottle, pass it to someone who does! Jesus,” Dustin yelled over the countdown.

Eddie pushed through the crowd as fast as he could. He told Lucas to make sure to save him a Roman candle and by god he was going to get it.

6 seconds

“You know how to open champagne?” Steve asked once Eddie made it up to the porch.

“No,” Eddie answered honestly, shaking his head. Steve laughed.

5 seconds

“Nance!” Steve yelled. She wasn’t far, but the crowd in the yard drowned out most other noise. Nancy came up behind Steve and tapped him on the arm. He held a bottle out to her. “Last one, you wanna do the honors?”

“Sure,” she shrugged and took the bottle, running down the yard to the sidewalk where a vanguard of strangers who knew how to open champagne was lining up, hoping not to hit anything.

“Lucas, you got my fireworks?” Eddie asked, leaning in close to Lucas.

“Yeah dude, here, hurry up!” Lucas passed the tube to him quickly, almost fumbling it in his hurry. “You’ll have to find Gareth for a lighter though.”

“Thanks man, you’re the best!”

“Wait, Eddie!” Steve caught Eddie’s shoulder before he could walk too far away. Eddie spun, smiling at Steve with such childlike glee that Steve almost wanted to give up on the plan and let him have his fun making things explode.

“Yeah?”

Shit. Okay. Now or never.

January 1st, midnight

“Happy New Year!” cheered the crowd, and a cacophony of popping corks and firecrackers erupted all around them.

It wasn’t as romantic as Steve had hoped for, but given all the hustle and noise, it probably went as well as it possibly could.

He stepped up close to Eddie and wrapped his hand around the back of his head, threading his fingers into the man’s wild curls. Eddie’s smile faltered just for a second as he realized what was happening.

He didn’t stop it. He let Steve pull him in close, watching intently as Steve’s gaze flicked all around Eddie’s face and landed on his lips. And he whined, just a little bit, when Steve finally, finally kissed him, but the noise got lost in the crowd.

It wasn’t a soft kiss by any means, or slow, or sweet. But when Steve pulled back and looked for a reaction, Eddie couldn’t help but giggle. He bit his lip and bounced in place a few times, and if Steve looked at him like he was crazy, it didn’t matter, because maybe he was, and Steve was laughing too. Maybe they were both crazy.

All around them, couples were sharing their own New Year’s kisses, oblivious to Steve and Eddie until Eddie bounded away, nicked a lighter from Gareth and lit his Roman candle, pointing it at the sky triumphantly yelling “Steve Harrington kissed me!” loud enough that folks at the end of the block probably heard.

“Fuckin’ FINALLY!” came from two separate voices behind Steve and he turned to find Robin and Dustin above everyone else on the porch, high fiving.

“Oh, fuck you guys,” Steve laughed.

“Hey Max!” Dustin yelled down to where Max and Lucas were lighting sparklers by the fistful.

“Yeah?”

“Anybody have money on Steve making the first move?”

“Actually now that you mention it, I think Murray’s weird Russian boyfriend had that bet!”

“Well, tell your mom she owes him ten bucks!”

Max gave him a thumbs up and went back to focusing on not burning herself with her sparkler bouquet.

Laughing, Nancy walked back up the yard, champagne in hand, and grabbed a styrofoam cup out of a bag on the porch.

"So did you kiss him or did he kiss you?" she yelled, pouring Steve a cup of shitty champagne. They watched as Eddie bounced around in the street, somehow still managing to not launch fireworks directly at anyone.

"I kissed him!" Steve answered, sipping his drink. Nancy took a swig right from the bottle and smiled.

"He's been talking about you for months!"

"So I've heard!"

"Well, I'm glad one of you finally had some sense!"

"Oh, yeah, thanks Nance, really uh… Really feeling the love!"

"Anytime!"

Once Eddie's Roman candle emptied, he bounded back up the yard to Steve.

"So, uh, we should probably… Talk, right?" he said, tugging his hair into his face. "I mean, unless you wanna just keep grabbing me and kissing me, I'd be okay with that too."

"C'mon," Steve laughed, taking Eddie's hand to lead him back into the house through the garage. "Nancy, keep an eye on everybody!"

"Will do!"

"We're not children, Steve!" Dustin complained as they walked away.

Eddie's hand was warm in Steve's. In fact, Steve could feel the heat radiating off of Eddie despite how cold it was. Steve was freezing, and in that moment wanted nothing more than to wrap himself in Eddie's arms and forget the weather, the holiday, the party raging on out in the street.

There was no one left in the house when the pair ducked inside. In the kitchen, Steve dropped Eddie's hand and turned to face him. After the show he had just put on, it was a bit of a shock to see him look almost shy. His head was down and he was looking at Steve through his bangs, hands shoved in his back pockets, shifting his weight from side to side like he couldn’t stop moving. He was still smiling.

“So,” Steve said, leaning back against the counter, acting way more nonchalant than he really felt.

“So…” Eddie repeated.

A moment passed in silence. Then another.

Then they burst out laughing.

They laughed until they were breathless, distance between them shrinking to nearly nothing. Eddie pushed his hands into Steve’s hair and Steve balled his fists in Eddie’s shirt, leaning their foreheads together while they caught their breath.

“I want to kiss you again,” Steve breathed.

“I think I’m gonna die if you don’t-” The last of Eddie’s laughter died in his throat as Steve tugged him closer and captured his mouth, both still smiling through the kiss.

The giddiness of it all morphed into three months worth of insatiable need and suddenly Eddie understood what it felt like to be a firecracker. Steve slipped his hands up under Eddie’s shirt, fingertips skirting gently over his skin leaving white-hot glittering trails everywhere he touched, and Eddie felt his heart pop and spark with every brush of their lips and slide of Steve’s tongue. He felt a little bit like he might explode.

As far as Steve was concerned, he was dead and this was heaven. The boots Eddie had worn for the concert made him just a bit taller than Steve, enough for it to be easy for him to lazily wrap his arms around Steve’s neck. He’d spent three months hoping for the chance to feel Eddie against him like this, and other than the fact that it was happening in Dustin’s kitchen, the real thing lived up to the dream and more.

“Oh, ew you guys, get a room!”

Neither of them had heard the garage door open, but they broke apart quickly as Mike walked past them to the bathroom, holding a hand up by his face, blocking the pair from his sight.

“You offering yours?” Eddie yelled after him, expectedly met with an exaggerated gag and a slamming door. Eddie rolled his eyes and rested his forehead back against Steve’s as they both laughed quietly. “Your face is so red,” Eddie teased.

“So’s yours!” Steve retorted. “I’ve been drinking Dustin’s stupid vodka war crimes all night, what’s your excuse?”

“I just spent the last five minutes kissing the hottest guy I’ve ever met.”

“Oh, well,” Steve nodded. “That’s a pretty good reason… Wanna do it again?”

They heard Mike leave the bathroom and watched as he walked back outside, still holding a hand up to block his view.

“Don’t go in there!” Mike yelled as he crossed back into the garage. “Steve and Eddie are defiling the kitchen!”

“You’ll never get it clean!” Eddie chased after him and leaned out the door to make sure he got the last word in, leaving Steve cackling behind him.

“Shut the door, you’re letting the cold in,” Steve laughed.

Eddie came back inside, shutting the door behind him, and crossed the kitchen back to Steve. “You sound like my uncle,” he said, putting his arms back up on Steve’s shoulders. “And here I was gonna kiss you some more.”

“I do believe I was the one kissing you, asshole.”

“Wow, maybe I was wrong. Maybe you are a mean girl.”

“Eat me… Oh, don’t look at me like that, you know what I meant.”

“I do,” Eddie smirked. “But also, y’know, if you’re offering…”

“Depends. You gonna be weird about sharing a bed again?”

Eddie threw his head back laughing. “Oh, never again, I regretted it immediately the first time.”

“So… are we…?”

“Yeah, I mean, if you wanna be. I wanna be.”

“I do… I really, really do.”

Eddie looked like he wanted to kiss Steve again but he never got the chance as Gareth poked his head in from the garage.

“Eddie!” he yelled. “Quit being gross and come help us pack up!”

“Yeah, give me a sec,” Eddie turned slightly to glance back at him without letting go of Steve.

Gareth just huffed and rolled his eyes, muttering something Eddie couldn’t quite make out but he was sure it was something along the lines of god damn lazy motherfucker never helps reload the van after a gig.

“You want me to come help?” Steve asked. Eddie sighed, smiling at him warmly, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Guess he might as well, y’know, go act like he’s in the band or something.

“Sweet of you, Stevie, but no. We got this. You just stand there and look pretty.”

Steve crossed his arms as Eddie stepped away from him, immediately missing the warmth. “‘S what I do best,” he joked. Eddie rolled his eyes, trying not to smile, and stepped out into the garage.

January 1st, morning

As it was, anyone too inebriated to go home spent the night in a blanket nest in the boys’ living room, Steve and Eddie included. After blasting through the breakfast of champions that included three full pots of coffee, two packs of bacon, and the last bag of pizza rolls, everyone who didn’t live there or wasn’t dating someone who did started to head out. The band made sure all of their instruments were secure in the back of Eddie’s van and driving duties were passed along to Jeff.

Steve hugged Robin goodbye after assuring her, repeatedly, that he wasn’t abandoning her for Eddie and he would be back at the apartment later that day, they just needed to get the bike back to Eddie’s weird neighbors and wait for Jeff and Grant to come back with the van.

Steve didn’t know why he didn’t expect Murray to be outside smoking when they got back, but there he was, standing on his porch in slippers and a bathrobe just as he had been the other day. He smiled at Eddie as he passed the borrowed helmets up to him but didn’t say anything. That was… Almost more unsettling than his regular cryptic commentary. It didn’t help that he just kept staring at them as Eddie dug his keys out to let them into the trailer.

“Hey Murray!” Steve yelled, doing the only thing he could think to do to break the weird tension. Eddie looked back at him confused. “I think you guys all owe Alexei some money! He won your stupid bet! I kissed him first!”

“Bet? Steve, what- what fucking bet? You guys had a bet??” Eddie raised his voice as he spoke, the mission of getting into the house as quickly as possible all but forgotten and Murray cackled across the way. “YOU GUYS HAD A BET??”

“Congratulations, boys!” Murray laughed and stubbed his cigarette out.

“How’d you know they had a bet?” Eddie finally opened the door so they could get out of the cold.

“Oh, Max’s mom got in on it I guess.”

“Susan.”

March 12th

"You have GOT to be kidding me-"

"Eddie, please, it's not that ser-"

"Not that-? Like HELL it’s not that serious!"

"Eds, come on, I'm at work, can't this wait?"

"No! No, Steven, it cannot wait! You just said, OUT LOUD- Y'know what? I'm texting the guys."

"Oh lord… Don’t you have anything else to do right now?"

“Not for twenty minutes, I’m on my lunch break.”

i need you guys to help me settle an argument

Garebear: With who?

steve

Microwave: oh god, whats he doing now?

this man. just looked me in the eyes. and with FULL CONFIDENCE said that brennan lee mulligan is a better dm than matt mercer

Dustpan: I mean, not to add fuel to the fire but… I'm with Steve on this one.

of course you are you little traitor

JIF: Hold up

JIF: Absolutely not

JIF: Brennan's good but he's not THAT good

THANK you

Leia: what was steve's argument?

that brennan is "more entertaining to watch"

literally said critical role was boring

Dustpan: well yeah, Brennan's a comedian. that's literally his whole job.

Wildred: I think he just likes Emily Axford lol

EVERYONE LIKES EMILY AXFORD

Garebear: Tru

Garebear: But

Garebear: I raise you all: Marisha Ray

Garebear: Anyway he's wrong

Grandalf: Well I kinda see where hes coming from Ed. I wont say hes right because they are two very different DMs and they have such wildly different play styles you basically cant compare them

JIF: Dude that's Matt's WIFE be respectful

Leia: damn you got grant to say something in the gc

Garebear: Who are you and what did you do with my bassist

explain

Grandalf: Well it makes sense that Steve would like Brennan more. Like Dustin said he is a comedian and hes entertaining to watch even if you dont know very much about the game. You dont have to know what a stealth check is to know that the box of doom means its important

Microwave: and. he really doesnt know anything.

Grandalf: But Matt and Critical Role as a series are harder to get into and really enjoy without a decent working knowledge of the game. Part of the appeal of the show is Matts skill with the medium and thats totally lost if you dont know D&D

JIF: Grant's got OPINIONS today

Grandalf: And even the way the shows are set up makes Dimension 20 way easier to get into. Theres like 500 hours of Campaign 1 alone. Its intimidating. D20 episodes are shorter and theres way less of them

Grandalf: (End rant)

Wildred: Wow

Garebear: That was really well put, man

Grandalf: And anyway Aabria Iyengar is the actual correct answer

Dustpan: god damn it I knew there was a catch

none of you are any help at all yknow that?

Garebear: I vote dump him. He lacks culture

Dustpan: absolutely do not dump him. Robin and I will never hear the end of it.

… So it was going well.

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aaaaaaa this has been a blast to write thank u everyone for following along! sorry this last chapter took so long to go up, i'm not gonna lie i've been procrastinating editing it nd working on other stuff instead lol

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