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veryveryberry · 1 year
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going to binge doctor romantic 3 when i get home from school and i cant wait
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gymleader · 9 months
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xikers - HOMEBOY Relay Dance
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the-likesofus · 2 years
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As It Slips Through Your Fingers
Buddie 6x07 coda/sperm donor future spec fic
9-1-1 on Fox | 2370 words | buddie re-relationship, angst, fluff, forehead kisses, christopher diaz has two dads, hopeful ending, they finally talk about the will
tw miscarriage
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“So you’re obviously finished with your juice cleansing. You inhaled that burger.” Eddie teases.
“Ah, yeah. I had my appointment last week so technically my job is done. I’ll admit that green juice wasn’t as bad as it looked but having them for every meal got old pretty quick.” Buck laughs and takes another swig of his beer. 
“And how are you feeling about that?” Eddie asks. He tries to sound as perfunctory as he can but he’s curious. For all of Buck's secrecy, he thought that maybe now he knows about the sperm donor thing that Buck might be more open to talking about it with him. He still doesn’t know why he felt he couldn’t talk to Eddie about it in the first place. Maybe if he’d known sooner he would have tried to talk Buck out of it, or maybe he wouldn’t have but even now, Buck’s barely said a word about it. 
“It’s good! They're excited, ready to move on to the next step and–.”
“Buck,” Eddie puts his beer down and turns so that he’s facing Buck front on. “I asked how you feel about it.”
“Oh,” Buck stops like he hasn’t really thought about that himself yet and Eddie wouldn’t be surprised if he hasn’t. From the sounds of things, getting as far as this appointment has been a debacle in itself and so Eddie can’t blame him for being relieved to have it behind him. But that doesn’t mean that Buck has stopped to think about what the next step is for him. Really, now that he’s given them what they need–so to speak–there probably isn’t much for Buck to do. “Good, I guess. I mean I’m excited for them. As soon as my ahh, contribution passes all the needed testing, they can move on to the next stage.”
“That still doesn’t really tell me how you feel.”
“I don’t know, Eddie. How am I supposed to feel?” Buck throws his hands up before leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms over his chest. “I jizzed in a cup and handed it over to some lady. It’s quite literally out of my hands now. It’s probably the most hands-off parenting experience there is.” He laughs again like he’s said something funny but Eddie just hurts for him more.
“You're not parenting though, Buck.” He doesn’t know how to put it less bluntly but when it boils down to it, Buck is right. It’s out of his hands. He’s done his part and now the rest is up to Connor and Kameron. They get the excitement of doctors' appointments and ultrasounds, hearing the baby’s heartbeat for the first time and holding him or her when they’re born. Buck most likely won’t be a part of any of that. 
Buck stops, takes a mouthful of his beer, picks at the label on the bottle for a moment, and then sets it down next to Eddie’s. “I know.”
Eddie watches him quietly, imagining the ways the cogs will be turning in his best friend’s head. 
“I’ve thought about it, I have. And I know, Donor not Dad. And that will suck, it will. Some days more than others but at the same time, knowing that I got to help them, that by giving them a small piece of me I was able to help bring this whole other happiness into their lives. That's a good feeling.” He smiles softly and Eddie can feel the pride emanating from him. “And besides if I never get to have my own kids, kids that would truly be mine, I mean, then just knowing that out there is a kid who is a little bit of me and gets to have this whole life with two loving parents who wanted them so badly. I think that's okay too.”
Eddie waits for a moment and lets Buck’s words sink in. “What makes you think you’ll never have kids of your own?” 
“Well,” Buck laughs. “I haven’t exactly had the greatest dating track record. I mean, even if Taylor and I had stayed together, she didn’t want kids so there is always that possibility that maybe one day I do find someone else and they don’t either. Maybe I’ll just have to learn to be okay with that.” 
He picks up his bottle again and takes a long drink. Eddie does the same and then his bottle is empty. He stands up to go get two more from the fridge. “Well, I know it’s not the same but you’ll still have Chris.”
“Yes, Eddie. Tell me again about the child I’ll acquire when my best friend dies. That will definitely make me feel better.” Buck rolls his eyes and passes Eddie his empty bottle but Eddie’s feet are suddenly rooted to the floor.
“Buck.” He says firmly.” What are you on about, you don't seriously–, that’s not what I meant by that at all.”
“You didn’t? Wait– then what do you mean?”
“Jesus, Buck. Is that really what you've been thinking this whole time? That me putting you in my will was just some sort of contingency plan?” He watches the confusion continue to spread across Buck’s face and his heart sinks, a lump forming in his throat as he puts both of the bottles back down on the table and rounds the corner to crouch in front of Buck. He hesitates for a second before taking Buck's hands between his own and looking up at him carefully. Buck looks down to meet his gaze and his blue eyes are wide and pleading. “Buck. Buck, you are already Chris’ Dad. It’s hard to explain what you mean to him, to both of us but that’s the best way I can describe it. When I said that I trust no one with my son more than you, I meant it. And not just in some hypothetical scenario where I’m dead, because God forbid it ever comes to that, but now Buck, already. 
“Putting you in my will was a formality. I wanted to make sure that there was no legal way that anyone could try to change what you already are to him because you are what I want for my son and I know that if it came to that then you would continue to love him the way that I do, the way that you already do.”
There are tears forming in the corners of Buck’s eyes and Eddie gently reaches up to wipe them away. Internally he’s beating himself up for ever letting Buck believe that Eddie would write him in as a contingency plan. Let alone that Buck has been walking around believing that for months. But watching the way that hope seems to blossom across Buck’s face right before his eyes, warms some not-small part inside him.
“You mean that?’ Buck asks and Eddie gets to his feet again, and before he can think better of it he presses a kiss to Buck’s forehead and collects the bottles once more.
“I do.” He says and then hurries into the kitchen.
Six weeks later Buck calls him all excited to tell him that Kameron got a positive result at her blood test. She’s pregnant. Eddie expects this to be the moment that it hits Buck but he still sounds genuinely excited. He proceeds to tell Eddie all about the probabilities involved in IVF.
Eight weeks after that there’s another excited phone call and Buck raves about the ultrasound image that Connor had sent him. 
“I’ll bring it to work on Monday and show you. They're so tiny, Eddie!” Eddie remembers the first ultrasound he ever saw of Christopher. He missed the appointment because he was away at basic training but he remembers staring at the grainy photo for hours after Shannon sent it to him. How amazed he was that something so small would ever grow into a human being. 
A Friday in late May finds the two of them at the beach with Christopher, the weather is barely starting to warm up again but Chris insisted that they spend their evening down near the pier. Eddie is still in awe of how far Chris, and Buck, have come since the tsunami. Not half an hour ago the two of them were splashing about in the shallow waves, giggling and screeching almost as loud as the seagulls. Buck’s phone had started ringing on the towel next to Eddie and he had called him in from the water to take the call. He’s been gone for a while. Chris soon got cold and Eddie had bundled him up in Buck’s sweatshirt and towel off his hair before he collected up the buckets and shovels they had brought with them and set off with great plans to build a moat. 
When Buck comes back he looks hollowed out, like someone took a spoon to his insides and scooped him out like a jack-o-lantern. “Buck?” Eddie says softly and glances over at Christopher quickly but the boy is occupied with his sandcastle a little further up the beach. Buck’s hands are shaking and he almost lets his phone slip through his fingers.
“Kameron lost the baby. She– umm.” Buck chews the inside of his cheek and his glassy eyes flit everywhere but at Eddie’s face. “Connor just– he just wanted to let me know and he said– said they're probably not going to be trying again.”
“Oh, Buck.” Eddie’s not sure what to say. What do you say? He remembers how excited he’d been when Shannon had thought she was pregnant again, once he got over the initial shock. The idea of having another little Christopher in his life had sprouted in his chest and already made a home for itself by the time she told him that it was just a scare and then washed it down with divorce papers. “I’m so sorry.” Is what he eventually settles on and Buck raises his hand as if you wave off Eddie’s apology.
“No, umm. It’s okay, I’m fine, just for Kameron and Connor, I–.”
“Buck. They were your kid too.”
“No, they weren’t–.”
“But they were. You can try and convince yourself otherwise but I know you, Buck. You loved that kid from the moment they existed and even if you had never met them you would have loved them still. You’re allowed to be upset, Buck.” Eddie steps forward and tentatively rests his hand on Buck’s shoulder, rubbing his thumb slowly across his collarbone. 
Buck looks back up at him and his entire person crumbles in an instant as he falls against Eddie’s chest and buries his face in Eddie’s neck. His shoulders shake with sharp gasps as sobs wrack his body and Eddie can do nothing but wrap his arms around him and hold him up as Buck clings to him.
Eddie tries to convince him to pack up and go back to the house but Buck insists that he doesn’t want to worry Christopher and that he looks like he’s having fun. So instead they sit on the towels they laid out earlier and Eddie tucks Buck firmly against his side as they watch the sun slowly sink over the horizon. 
Buck becomes pretty withdrawn over the next few weeks. Eddie doesn’t blame him and he tries to be there for him wherever he can. He invites him around regularly even though he usually turns down the offer. He takes him a few home-cooked meals, courtesy of Bobby’s assistance. He has Chris send him video messages every now and again just to check in and tell him about what he’s been working on at school. At first, he worried that hearing from Chris might be too much but after the genuinely grateful message Buck sent him back after the first one he knew that those little things were helping as much as they possibly could. 
There’s a knock on his front door one evening almost a month after their trip to the beach and Eddie opens it to find Buck standing on his doorstep with a duffle bag hooked over one shoulder and a resigned look on his face.
“Hey, I– is Chris home? I just wanted to see him. If– if that’s okay?” Buck has the effrontery to look bashful about asking.
“Of course,” Eddie says and opens the door wider to wave him in. “He’s in the living room.” 
Eddie slides a hand carefully across the span of Buck’s back as he passes him and he could swear that the other man leans into his touch even just a little bit. He follows Buck into the living room and watches as Christopher’s eyes widen in excitement when he sees Buck standing next to the sofa. The kid quickly pauses his game and pulls the headphones off just in time for Buck to sink to his knees on the floor next to him and they both drive into each other’s arms. 
“Hi, Buck.” Christopher’s voice is muffled against Buck’s shoulder but Buck just squeezes him tighter and buries his nose into Christopher’s hair.
“Hey, Buddy.” He whispers just loud enough for Eddie to hear from where he’s standing in the doorway. He catches Buck’s eye over Christopher’s shoulder and Buck flashes him a grateful smile which Eddie returns. 
The late evening sees the three of them curled up together on the couch, one large blanket thrown across their laps as a reasonably recent David Attenborough documentary plays on the television. Christopher is leaning back against Buck’s chest as Buck presses himself into Eddie’s side. Slowly, throughout the evening, all of the tension in Buck's face and muscles has drained out until he has been left pliant and warm under the arm that Eddie has wrapped around his shoulder. 
Eddie leans forward to press his nose against Buck’s temple and waits for Buck to press back before he drops a soft kiss against the delicate skin there. Buck sighs softly and flashes Eddie a grateful smile as one of his hands finds Eddie’s beneath the blanket and squeezes softly, Eddie twines their fingers together and they turn their focus back to the animals on screen. 
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southstand · 4 months
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i rly do dislike the modern debate of ‘who is the goat’ in just about every facet of the game … idk it’s a team sport. to me there is no need to debate who the goat is and there is no need to reach a consensus. each player’s talents and weaknesses are strengthened or exacerbated based on the team around them and the tactics that are employed.
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literally just some xikers pictures from the london concert because that CHANGED me
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rainy-artworks · 9 months
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Got into XIKERS recently and I've taken a liking to Minjae 👍
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hyuckkaiji · 2 months
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I live and breath delusion 🤪
thank you sister 🫶🏼
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candescentkpop · 1 year
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Feelin' like a rockstar
Xikers: Rockstar
Xikers Part 1 / ?
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waitingforminjae · 2 years
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kim min jae // grazia bts (february 2020)
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lgcminjxe · 1 year
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DOJAE - OH DOWOON ( @lgcdowoon ) & YOON MINJAE
I won’t tell anyone that you like me first The butterflies I feel when we lock eyes are more than enough It’s ok to keep it between you and me It’s the love between just you and me
This was so fun to make. There’s no reason I just felt creative. I have one for JinTee too. If you’d like one I’m happy to make for you ^^
PSD credit.
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lilbuddie · 1 year
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5 songs I’ve been listening to on repeat
Thank you @thosetwofirefighters for the tag, love you Nat 🤍
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I rarely tag anyone on these, so please, if you see this and want to do it, I tag you 💕
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trick-or-hike · 1 year
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xikers made xikey for me to dissociate to
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the-likesofus · 2 years
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2 or 3 from the married couple who are just friends 💕 or both, I'm not picky 👀 love you bb
For you, Minja, I would give my left arm but as mailing limbs is severely frowned upon, have these 500ish words instead. Love you Bub xx 😘
2. "Ah, my friend looks like he's about to kill you, you best leave."
Buck can see the tension building in Eddie's back from across the room. The guy in front of him seems to be oblivious to the smoke slowly seeping out of Eddie's ears and the way he is clenching his fists as he spits words at the guy's face. 
Buck strolls over and casually slings his arm around Eddie's shoulders. The proximity works in his favor really, it is unbelievably crowded in this bar.
"Hey, look man!" He has to shout to be heard over the music. "Ah, my friend looks like he's about to kill you, you best leave." 
The guy just looks at him blankly, a sickly grin spreading across his face, the predatory kind. Buck’s gut rolls. Great, one of these kinds of assholes.
"No, come on, man. I'm serious." Buck leans forward like he's telling a secret even as he's still shouting. "You don't wanna cross him, I promise. He literally almost killed a guy by punching him in the nose!"
He feels Eddie wince under his arm and he pointedly squeezes his shoulder to reassure him that he isn't actually speaking badly for him for any reason other than to get rid of this creep. Eddie has gone through a substantial amount of therapy over the last few months but Buck knows his near brush with homicide still keeps Eddie up at night. 
The guy rolls his eyes at Buck. "Whatever, you're not that great up close anyway."
With that, he turns around and disappears into the throngs of people crowded into the bar.
"I'll have you know, I'm plenty great up close! Asshole!" Buck shouts after him and he is pleased to be rewarded by a snigger from Eddie. "What was he saying that had you so defensive?" Buck turns and asks him.
"Defending your honor," Eddie says. "Though you seem to be pretty good at doing that on your own."
"I've had plenty of practice, unfortunately. The world is full of creeps." Buck leans closer than he probably has to whisper in Eddie's ear. "Now, how might I repay my knight in sequined shirt?" 
Eddie glances up at him, eyes wide and hazy. "Wanna dance?"
"I thought you'd never ask!" Buck grins and grips Eddie's hand to tug him out onto the dance floor where he slings his wrists around his best friend's neck and proceeds to dance in front of him in a very non-friend type of way.
"Buck?" Eddie's gaze is blazing. 
"Get with the program, Eds." Buck giggles, throwing his head back as he rolls his hips towards Eddie. "I happen to find gallantry very attractive."
Buck winks at him and Eddie flushes bright red even under the flashing lights. 
"I'll keep that in mind." Eddie shouts back and he does get with the program, matching Buck move for move until they're both exhausted and sweaty. 
"You wanna get out of here?" Eddie leans right into Buck's ear. 
"Are you trying to make a move on me, Diaz?"
"And so what if I am." Eddie winks. Oh, so that's how it is. Well, two can play that game.
Buck steps right into Eddie's space until they are pressed flush, chest-to-chest, and leans in close enough to let his lips brush against the shell of Eddie's ear. He relishes the way Eddie shivers as he whispers, "I'm all yours, baby."
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southstand · 1 year
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the kmj situation is wack for so many reasons … while i can understand minjae being exhausted both physically and mentally after playing 90 minutes of pretty much every napoli game this season and every game being important what with them gunning for the serie a title and being strong contenders for the cl, the man either needs better pr training or just needs to rue on his feelings for a while before saying them out loud.
it’s fine to want to focus on your club for the moment, but to explicitly say that you ‘don’t want to focus on the national team’ comparing it to your club in one breath is 1) implying that you want to retire from the nt, 2) just generally not reading the room right especially when your nt has just gotten a new coach that needs to work out the kinks and figure out the system, and 3) a slap in the face to the fans of your country supporting your career. south koreans especially take great pride in their nation and their nation’s outputs—just look at the (very well deserved) support that korean ppl always have for players like son heungmin or park jisung. while he is playing for a big club in italy now and is very talented and successful, minjae came up through the k league and, before transferring to napoli, mostly had korean fans/fans who are also avid fans of korean football. to indirectly undermine that is a no-go.
absolutely he is allowed to feel the way he feels and this opens up a lot of necessary conversations about player wellness, but being professional is also part of the game. he could have gracefully bowed out of at least one friendly citing physical exhaustion (especially since klinsmann so far seems to be the kind of guy to prioritise player comfort) instead of making comments like this to the press afterwards. most likely he had no malicious intentions, but this is just unfortunately shooting his own self in the foot.
also regarding the whole blocking sonny thing—i won’t get into speculation or whatever there because they’re grown men but it’s wild that ppl are blaming this on sonny being shady with his post about it being an honour to play for korea. sonny’s always been the kind of guy to openly love playing for his nt and it’s a big responsibility he takes both physically and mentally to try and play in every game the nt organises despite being a constant starter for a premier league club (just look at the way he fought to play in the wc despite his injury). whether this is right or wrong isn’t important—it’s his choice as is any other player’s choice to not play, and we shouldn’t demonise them for that. the simple fact of the matter is that sonny always makes these kinds of posts after every international game; in my eyes, it has nothing to do with minjae’s comments at all.
all in all, just a weird situation that’ll most likely taint the way a lot of kr minjae fans see him … just quite unfortunate really.
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chiiyuuvv · 6 months
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• PAIRING — bestfriend!xikers x gn reader (i think)
• GENRE — "imagine if we were dating" prompt, shy, fluff, angst in minjaes, screaming at hunters, yeah
• WORD COUNT — 880
• AUTHOR'S NOTE — i got this idea when i was reading some skz texts. Basically, you were saying "what if we were dating" but you already dating- wait lemme just
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• TAGLIST — @lil-elle @hyunukitty
MASTERLIST! – JOIN THE TAGLIST!
MINJAE ☆
Doesnt find your joke funny
Theres a very clear line of best friends and lovers and besides, theres no possible way you could like him back
Zoning out a lot, trying to understand his feelings more when he just blurts out what was on his mind. Because you guys are close, he could tell you anything, right?
“No, no its fine. I know you obviously dont like me and it’s okay, i just wanted to get it off my chest. Im sorry i made you uncomfortable.”
He was already on the verge of tears, but when you tell him you love him, more than just friends, he just bursts out crying ♡
JUNMIN ☆
Just goes along with it
Holds your hand, puts his arm around your shoulder. Refuses to call you by your name but babe
Likes that your getting flustered because hes screaming on the inside
Gets so into his role that he leans into you, your noses touching and hes about to kiss you. Until wait a minute and just pulls back with a sheepish smile
Daydreams for the rest of the day about the almost kiss. And when he drops you to your house, he finally does it ♡
SUMIN
Freezes; were you reading his thoughts? Were you able to somehow see his dreams? H-how did you know??
He tries to play it cool even though his face is burning red. "Y-yeah.. that'll be crazy right?! Haha.." he clears his throat
But to his dismay, you already knew about the massive crush he had on you, as he was very obvious
So you use that to your advantage, scooting extra close to him, your hands shadowing over his small ones
"I like you too, stupid." You would laugh, placing a soft kiss on his cheek as his face gets even redder ♡
JINSIK ☆
"Yeah, imagine if we were dating." He would take it as a joke, lying down and fantasizing about your lifes as a couple
"I would take you to this hot air balloon festival, since i know you've always wanted to go."
Has this smile on his face until he stops; were you actually serious?
You had to be joking, there was no way this was directed to him, right?
Almost stops breathing and his mouth is dropped open when you kiss his cheek. "I like you, jinsik." ♡
HYUNWOO ☆
Your question honestly made him sad
Because wdym “what if you were dating?” no, he didnt want to pretend. He wanted to live his dreams, he wanted to be with you
So he gets a little quiet, looking down as hes lost in his thoughts, a little teary eyed
Snaps out of it when you call his name, and would say he’s okay even though you know he’s lying
So with all courage, you confess to him. And when you’re done, he’d pour his heart out to you ♡
JUNGHOON ☆
He’s completely taken aback, the silence making you feel a little uneasy
“B-but i mean.” wouldnt even let you talk without pressing his lips against yours, his face completely red but he doesnt care
Would kiss you again if you tried to talk, getting to the point where hes just peppering your face with kisses
Would have the whole rant about how much he loves you
Then it would be your turn to cut him off with a kiss ♡
SEEUN ☆
Also freezes; the first time hes speechless
Theres a long awkward silence, your faces red and seeun twiddling with his thumbs
"I mean I- well we- or m-maybe-" struggles to find words
"We can definitely start it slow.. i-i mean, it you wanna, i can understand if you dont b-but you decide haha!!!"
After you agree that you wanna take it slow, he would have this shy smile on his face, holding both of your hands, looking down the entire time ♡
YUJUN ☆
Would have the cutest smile on his face
“Dating??” the giggles he would let out, gosh
Like jinsik, he would fantasize about how everything would go, his ears red
But that turns into convincing you to go on a date with him. He’d treat you so well, buying anything you want
“I mean.. I wouldnt mind. I already love you and i know you do too, so why not we just make it offical?” ♡
HUNTER ☆
"If we were dating?" He would stop as you were walking through the park
Has this cheeky smile on his face. "I think i would do this."
Grabs both of your hands with a warm smile, checking to see if you were comfortable before tucking some hair behind your ears, his eyes filled with love
"You're so pretty." He would mumble as he picks a flower out of a bush next to you
Lifts up your chin and slowly connects your lips, moving in a slow but meaningful pace ♡
YECHAN ☆
The boy would not stop giggling
"I-if we were dating?" He would burst out laughing, making you think he's making fun of the question
Would stop laughing when he notices your frown
"I-I mean.. if we were dating, it would be so nice and we would wake up together and text pick-up lines and-" his face was bright pink as he was rambling
Stops when he notices, "i-i'd think i like it.." ♡
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the-roo-too · 2 months
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not my fault -> plastic! oh haewon
-the trio owns the school, but you own the queen bee’s heart
warnings: loosely referencing mean girls; basically making out in the closet lol; more of a short drabble than an oneshot tbh
genre: secret relationship; fluffish
notes: i might be in love with reneé rapp
⌦ .。.:*♡
as your lunch tray hit the table with a soft thud, you became aware of how quiet your spot in the cafeteria was compared to the other tables.
while you wouldn’t necessarily call yourself a loner, you wouldn’t be caught dead talking to someone without a reason. it just felt like none of the cliques were for you.
taking a small bite out of your food, you could feel a pair of eyes burning into the back of your head. even from across the cafeteria, the sensation was unmistakable.
the table in the middle of the room was occupied by the most influential trio in the whole school—the plastics. not to be mistaken with an environmental group, the plastics were a very closed off clique, like a teen royalty.
there was bae jinsol, an actually nice girl. she just wasn’t on the brightest side. rumour has it she tried to spell orange with a ‘d’ once.
then there was seol yoona, more commonly known as sullyoon. she knew everything about everyone and had connections basically everywhere.
at last, there was an apex predator. the queen bee of the school. the devil in human form.
oh haewon. the girl who’s eyes were currently burning holes in the back of your head.
one secret not even sullyoon knew about was the one that you shared with haewon.
despite all the rumours of her hooking up with this or that jock, she was very much not interested in men. you were the only one she had her eye on.
⌦ .。.:*♡
haewon let her eyes linger on you for a little longer before she turned her attention to her friends with a bored sigh. sullyoon was yet again talking about some boy she had in her gym class. no one worthy her attention.
“what’s his name again?” she asked in a dismissive tone.
when sullyoon looked at her, slight hurt flashed in her eyes. the queen be rarely ever listened to them.
“jake.” she said before smiling stiffly. “the one i’ve been talking about for a week.”
“yeah, i remember now.” a bored sigh escaped haewon’s lips before she turned her attention to the third girl in their clique. “say, jinsol, wasn’t he invited to your party this friday?”
“who, jake?” bae glanced briefly at yoona as she nodded. “i think so.”
“great. i’ll help you talk to him then.” sullyoon looked at her in shock before a small smile broke out on her face.
“thank you, haewon.”
“it’s whatever. you guys wanna skip the rest today?” she got approving nods from her friends, making her grin softly. “i’ll meet you two by my car. i have to go see minjae before we leave.”
sullyoon smiled at her, as did bae. they both thought she was dating one of the jocks—she did let him be seen with her sometimes. he thought she was just playing hard to get, while in reality she just kept him around for appearances.
haewon typed a quick text to the contact ‘my baby 🩷’ before she stood up from the plastics table and left the cafeteria.
⌦ .。.:*♡
“i missed you…” she whispered, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand, keeping your body close to the wall. “you looked so pretty today, my baby.“
“i missed you too, haewon…” you mumbled back against her lips, gently kissing her. those intimate moments in the janitor’s closet weren’t ideal, but it was all you could get in school without being caught.
“i told jinsol and yoona i was seeing that jock again… does that make you jealous, pretty girl?” the grin she sent you made you feel weak in her hold. she knew damn well what she was doing, and boy did she enjoy it.
“you know it does… i hate that we have to hide.”
“awh.” her soft pout didn’t ease your nerves as much as she hoped it would. “i’m sorry, babe. you know i can’t have people knowing i’m gay. do you know how much it would cost me?”
“yeah.” you gave her a weak glare before kissing her pink lips yet again. “you care about your reputation more than you care for me.”
“i wouldn’t be sneaking into this dirty closet with you during lunch time if i didn’t care, would i? you knew what you were getting into when i told you this had to be a secret.”
of course she was right. when was oh haewon ever wrong though?
“it’s not my fault you fell for me, silly girl.”
“i hate that you’re right.”
she grinned at you, her free hand sneaking to your waist. “course you do.”
⌦ .。.:*♡
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