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machinegunbun · 3 years

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Please give us some more Pete content I beg of you

Dirty Lil Secrets +

A/N:Maybe I’ll expand. Maybe I wont Word count:987

You wiped your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time tonight, the skin around them becoming sore from the rough material of your shirt.

“I just can’t help but feel like you deserve someone like her. I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry you broke up. You deserve someone like her.”

“Stop it, you’re being ridiculous.” Pete scolds, his arms somehow wrapping tighter around you

“No, you guys were soulmates. I’ve seen the way you acted with each other, it was so cute and you were so happy and that’s what you deserve. Pete, you deserve the world. And she was so pretty, everyone always told you how lucky you were.” You sniffled, pausing to catch your breath “Which was a bullshit backhanded compliment and you are so, so hot and she should’ve said something about it. But still. You deserve someone that makes all your friends so proud of you.”

“(Y/N), seriously?

“I can’t help it. I can’t help but feel like everytime I walk into a room all your friends are disappointed cause they know you can do so much better than me.

“All of my friends love you because you make me happy and you care about me and make me a better person. I promise.”

“Yeah, well she did that and she was pretty. I mean, you got engaged within like three months, and I don’t blame you because she’s stunning, but that’s who you deserved. I’m so sorry I’ll never be able to be that for you.”

“Stop apologizing. You’re a good person and you’re fucking gorgeous and most importantly you put up with me.”

“Yeah, but she’s so undeniably pretty. I mean Colson said how proud of you he was for pulling her, and not even just her it’s every single one of your exes they’re just so much prettier than I am. You literally said your uncle congratulated you when he found out you got with one of them, I just want to be someone you can show off without being embarrassed.”

“Oh so I deserve to be with someone all my friends wanna fuck.”

“Yes.” You reply

“Okay, fine. How about we call Colson and ask if he’d ever fuck you?” He jokes, reaching over to grab his phone. Fear shot through your chest and all you could do was hope it didn’t come across on your face.

“No, don’t.” You say, watching as he opens his contacts “Pete seriously don’t do it. That’s so fucking embarassing.” You plead, the ringtone piercing through the otherwise silent room. You opened your mouth once more to tell him to hang up, but it was too late.

“Whats up.” Colson’s voice came through the phone

“Hey, whats up. How are you?”

“I’m good, what about you?” He replies nonchalantly

“Babe. Don’t. Hang up the phone.” You whisper, your tone becoming more stern as you urge him quietly.

“I’m alright, I just wanted to call and ask you something. Would you ever fuck (Y/N)?” Pete says despite your pleads, amusement evident in his tone. The line went silent, your heart dropping into your stomach.

Time felt like it slowed completely, you were all too aware of your heart beating inside your chest as the silence dragged on, the anxiety building the longer you went without an answer. You wanted to run and hide under the bed, or disappear altogether. Anything to get you out of this situation you were in. You knew Pete was only doing it to fuck with you, but it wasn’t funny.

It just wasn’t.

“Oh fuck, she told you?”

It had been silent before, but somehow it was even more silent now. The air filled with tension as Pete’s face contorted, trying to figure out what Colson had meant. You tried to mask the fear in your eyes, but you couldn’t help it. It was only once. Or maybe twice. And he was never meant to find out this way. You studied his expression, trying to find out whether or not he’d pieced together the puzzle yet. He didn’t look angry, just confused.

“What?” He asks, voice barely above a whisper. It was unclear whether he was asking you or himself, so you remained silent.

What exactly were you supposed to tell him?

Remember how before we got together we were friends and you were kind enough to take me under your wing when I had just moved here. Yeah, remember introducing me to your best friend so I would know other people? Well, we talked about our fetishes and found out we were into a lot of the same things, so the night of your birthday dinner I took him back to my apartment and we fucked on the bed you and I had our first kiss on. We did it again every time he was in town and you brought him by, and the first time I saw him once we’d been together I couldn’t look him in the eye knowing I’d let him do things to me that I haven’t even considered telling you I’m into.

A bit harsh, at best.

“Listen, she told you it was before you guys were together, right? I would never try to step in on your girl if I had any idea you even liked her. But everytime someone asked you guys were so adamant that you were just friends. The second you brought up that you liked her we stopped, it was mutual and unspoken because we both have that respect for you and- Fuck, I really hope this doesn’t ruin anything man.” Colson rambled, but you weren’t sure Pete even heard him. He looked completely out of it, images of you and his best friend playing through his head again and again.

“Pete? Are you there?”

“Yeah, man. Thanks for being honest.” He says, hanging up, his tear filled eyes drifting up to meet your own.

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idreamtofthereaper · 4 years

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Lee Jeno As Your Ex (Clarity Oneshot)

NCT 127 // NCT DREAM // WAYV // Clarity Main Masterlist

A series of oneshots for different groups, for each member, wherein instead of them being your boyfriend, how they will be as your ex.

The Breakup

“Hey, you haven’t been answering my calls. Everything alright?” You asked, closing the door of his room as you saw Jeno sitting down at his bed with his phone on his hands.

The week started off normal, though because of your club activities and Jeno’s basketball practices, the both of you could only see each other for a very limited amount of time.

This is nothing new, but few days ago his replies if there’s none, are all cold and rushed. Everytime you would tell him that you want to meet up or even you would see him, he would brush you off.

It was unusual, especially to Jeno whoever since the both of you got together, would spend every free time he has with you. Even if you’re still doing some club activities, you would find him watching you through the classroom window with a smile on his face.

But this time, he has completely shut you off. Not only that, when you asked Jaemin even him has no clue what’s going on. Saying he also noticed how Jeno was distancing himself from everyone.

“How did you get in?” Jeno asked, a little shocked but his expression is cold.

You don’t feel welcome anymore.

His gaze and cold demeanor was something foreign to you. Even at your worst fight, he wasn’t this cold and dismissive towards you. Those times, he would still check up on you and you would catch him still waiting for you at waiting area when your activities got too long.

“Oh, why are you still here? You shouldn’t have waited for me.”

“I didn’t waited for you, I just happen to pass by and you got out the same time as I did.”

“You were sitting down-”

“I was tying my shoelaces.”

You stopped at your tracks, fidgeting a little with you hands. “I- You didn’t lock your door.” You answered timidly, hiking a thumb over your shoulder with a worried expression. “I told you to lock your door, it’s not safe. Especially you’re alone, Jaemin isn’t here right?” You asked, inching a step closer.

Jaemin texted you earlier how he was going to attend a seminar and Jeno would probably be alone. Maybe that’s why the door is unlocked? You thought. No, that was 2 hours ago, Jeno wasn’t even home.

He scoffed at your reply, doing something with his phone before tossing it towards you, the phone landing on the edge of his bed in front of you.

You picked up the thing and saw that it contained a photo. But not just any photo it was a photo of you and Jaemin back in Wednesday, both of you were laughing and was seated pretty close with each other.

You didn’t find anything wrong with it, your eyes traveled to Jeno with a confused look. “I don’t understand.”

“You told me you were meeting your mom.” Jeno said, voice cold and low.

You scoffed yourself, finding the entire ordeal ridiculous. His phone still on your hands as he stood up, your eyes watching as he walked towards you, putting his weight on his table behind him as he watched you. “Why did you lie?”

“I didn’t lie! I was meeting with my mom! She was late and Jaemin passed by and he saw me, he asked something about Physics. He was only there for like 15 minutes.”

“And you didn’t bother mentioning this to me?” He asked, looking at you with distaste and even shook his head, chuckling to himself. “Are you hiding something from me?”

“No! You act like you don’t know Jaemin. I have nothing to hide from you, what is happening to?!” You asked in disbelief, Jeno snatching his phone from you and opening another thing.

He handed it to you before you could even process what he did. You looked down and saw it was a convo. Not just any convo, but one between a girl named Euna- your classmate who you would always come second of.

Except when it comes to Jeno.

In the convo, you saw she was the one who sent the photo. Followed that was a complete fairytale.

She asked Jeno if both of you broke up, saying how you and Jaemin were getting cozy and even said how the both of you shared a kiss when he left.

“This is bullshit. I can’t believe you believe this.” You stated, life going out of you as you felt yourself deflate and was only filled with rage and disappointment.

Turns out, Jeno doesn’t trust you enough.

You tossed his phone to the bed, Jeno only looking at it before going back to you. “Is it real?”

“NO! I don’t know what else to tell you, I already told you no. After all this time, you really still couldn’t trust me.” Saying those words, and not only just thinking about it, hit you like a truck.

Your tears started to fall but you refuse to acknowledge it, wiping it away before it could even fall. “After all this time, after everything, you still don’t trust me. I would trust my life to you, Jen. I would willingly go underwater if I know I’m with you.”

Jeno looked at you softly, though he quickly stood up to mask his expression. “I just, I don’t know why Euna would lie about it. It’s not like her. She’s the top of the class, the president of the club-”

“Yeah, she’s so much better than me. Why would she want to destroy my life when there’s nothing to destroy right?”

Jeno took a step forward and held your hand, which you quickly took away. “That’s not what I meant-”

“You’re an idiot. You’re such a stupid dickhead, you know she likes you. She likes you way before we became together, you know she would fill your locker up with those stupid heart papers everytime she could. Fuck Jeno.” You said, pushing him away when he took another step.

“I don’t know, yn-”

“I don’t know too, Jeno. I don’t know what happened.” You said, turning around and exited his room, the door closing meaning he didn’t even followed you out.

The moment you step out his, your let your tears finally down. Now not worried about your appearance and finally let your guard down.

When you opened the door of his shared apartment, you saw Jaemin leaning on the other side looking troubled and ashamed.

“Jae?”

His head shot up when he heard your voice, looking at you with guilt and sad eyes. You closed the door behind you and step out the threshold of the dorm. “I- What are you doing?”

“I got back 20 minutes ago. I heard everything.” Jaemin said, taking a step towards you. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know. I thought we were all close enough, I thought, I-I didn’t know-” Jaemin stopped his blabbering as you pulled him for a hug, placing your head comfortably on his body as you finally let yourself go.

The Day After

Jaemin spent the night over at your place, settling at the couch with the ice cream and other snacks still on the table and the tv even playing.

When you opened the door to your bedroom, you were showed this sight of Jaemin, and it was evident it wasn’t only just you who had their heart broken.

It seems like you weren’t even the one who had their heartbroken the most.

The living room was already swept up and cleaned when Jaemin woke up, finding you fixing the table for breakfast. He was on his feet when you finally took notice of his bed hair and puffy face. “Morning.”

He only nodded, followed by a groan as he stretched. “You should’ve woken me up, I could’ve helped you clean.” He said as he walked towards the table, taking a seat beside you as he picked up his utensils.

“That’s okay, I wanted to distract myself anyways. Besides, you’re going to clean the dishes anyways.” Jaemin playfully glared at you as you chuckled at his reaction.

The both of you were having a conversation, trying to distract yourself from the events of last night, when his phone rang. Jaemin then picked it up after seeing it was Renjun, one of his and Jeno’s mutual friends and the person beside their room.

“Hey, what’s up?” Jaemin asked, not leaving from his seat as he answered. You continuing to eat in silence as to not disturb them.

“Did Jeno and yn broke up?” Jaemin shot you a quick glance, and when he found you looking at him, he diverted his eyes back to the food.

“Uh not really? I don’t know, it’s kind of blurred right now. Why?”

“Euna just walked out of your dorm room, like I just got back from jogging and I saw her walking out of your room. Are you with Jeno? Is Jeno home?” Renjun said, a sound of a door closing can be heard in the background.

“Jeno’s home, but I’m not.” Jaemin said, immediately catching your attention even is he said it as quiet as he could. Jaemin glanced at you for a moment before standing up, walking towards the front door and exiting it.

When he got back, he bid you a smile as he tossed the phone on the couch, though you took notice how it was a fake one. “What’s that all about?”

“Oh nothing-”

“I will kick you out, I heard it has something to do with Jeno.”

Jaemin’s face fell, he then looked at you with sad eyes and let out a breath. “Euna was with Jeno last night, while he was at the dorm. They spent the night together.”

That’s why the door was unlocked.

A Week Later...

It didn’t took long for what happened to spread

and no, it wasn’t WHAT happened

all everyone knew was that you and jeno are done

and that him and euna are getting ‘really close’

people even noticed how jeno and jaemin aren’t talking

so it was all about

who cheated with who

but after you had a talk with renjun

you made him promise NOT to tell anyone

“Why? Aren’t you worried maybe they’ll turn everything around?”

“My conscience is clear, that’s enough for me.”

You never talked with Jeno since then

well kinda

when you confirmed what happened

you sent him a simple text

“I hope Euna left the door locked. We’re done”

You don’t know if he ever planned to reply

you blocked him from everything

and since then, you solely focused on your academics

jaemin doing the same

you would’ve been bawling your eyes out

and spent every penny on a tub of ice cream

but jaemin was there for you

and your ice cream

Moving On...

“I aced the exam!” You exclaimed as soon as you saw Jaemin, both of you hugging each other tightly as you showed him your test paper, Jaemin showing you his and seeing he only had 2 mistakes.

That day, your professor also said how you topped not just one, but all of the exams. Your overall rank improving and getting that top spot of the class.

Jaemin having a similar fate. Though it’s not as “Being on top of the class” fate, he managed to land a spot on top 5.

“What do you want to do after classes? Let’s celebrate.” Jaemin asked as the both of you are already tucking your test papers inside the bag. “I heard there’s this new cafe, maybe you want to check it out?”

“Okay, I still have my club stuff though. Will that be okay?”

“Sure, I’ll just wait up for you there.”

Jeno groaned as his coach walked away after telling him off again, his performance lacking as each day passes by.

And not only is his coach the only one noticing

he was benched the first time of his basketball ‘career’

the school team barely winning

but that was the least of his problems right now

it struck jeno how horrible what he did to you when he received your text

by that time he already knew how he fucked up so bad

yet he still tried to contact you

but you completely shut him out your life

still, he hang around euna in hopes to get your attention

only it was doing the opposite when he saw you with jaemin

and now is the day he would finally work up the courage

much more than the one he mustered when he first asked you out

he decided to finish practice early and head to your way

jeno knows your schedule probably more than he knows his

on the way to the classroom, he heard his name being uttered

he stopped his tracks and found out it was coming from the stairs

the one right above him

“What? I thought what happened to you and Jeno was a one time thing?”

“Yeah me too, but the boy won’t get enough of this.” Euna

“So are you guys like a thing now or something?”

“I don’t know actually. But hey, he’s nice to have around. Though I did flunk some of my exams, he has really been coming over a lot. Here I am thinking having him was impossible, didn’t know a simple picture of his best friend and ex paired with some story would do the job.”

Euna and her friend’s laughing and joking halted immediately

jeno stood in front of them, glaring at the people in front of him

the faces of the people in front of him dropped

Euna beginning to blabber words to him

“Just move away, I’m on my way to see yn.”

he walked up as Euna’s friends move

yet Euna clung to Jeno

though he didn’t minded her and continued on

finally managing to lose her when he reached the floor

you were already on the way out the classroom when he got there

he sprinted towards you and grab your wrist when he reached you

you let out a small shriek at the action

and after seeing it was jeno, your face turned from shock to disgust

“Let go of me Jeno.”

Instead, he engulf you in a hug. In which, you pushed him away immediately and began walking away, irritated and angered by his actions.

“Wait, yn. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry, I should have believed you, please.” He said, grabbing your hand again as he blocked your path. “I don’t need you to take me back immediately. But I’m really really sorry, I should have trusted you, and Jaemin. Fuck, I’m so sorry. I love you.”

“What will I do with your love if you couldn’t even trust me? Thank you for apologizing Jeno, but we’re done. I’m done, I’m not going to put myself through something like that again.”

You shrugged off your hands to him but Jeno took it again, now pleading. “I would get on my knees right now. Just one more chance, that’s all I need. I’ll work my way back up-”

“Goodbye Jeno, I have somewhere to be. And you should too.” You said, finally giving him a short hug before separating yourself from him.

You held a cab and as you settled in, you felt a sense of relief wash over you.

“Where we heading, Miss?”

“Clarity Cafe please.”

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saint-gerard-of-arc · 3 years

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I'm a fucking wreck rn I haven't been sleeping for a week and I'm getting some rest from the bullshit factory that is my brain only now, but I just wanted to say that last year for me has been saved by tumblr and all the friends I made along the way.

Before you go below the cut, a special thanks goes to the Bee Movie Anon, who, rightfully, I can't tag so I have to say it here in the hope that they'll see it. Your hunger for chaos made me feel a lot of emotions, and I'd have never in any time or space thought that the Bee Movie would be such a prominent part of my life as it is now thanks (read it with a note of sarcasm) to you. Thank you for providing us an infinite amount of both entertainment and suffering, hell, some of the friends I made were because of YOU. I'm still not sure what was your drive to go and start this absurd crusade for the bee movie in the 80s metal fandom, but I don't know, I don't think bee so, I'm not gonna question your ways.

@arnold-layne being the first in line, you kept me sane somehow in the first phases of quarantine and dedicated a lot your time to talk with me and helped me enormously with creativity. If it wasn't for you, that Cyberpunk Comic That Is Kinda Inspired By The Crüe and Shout At The Devil would've been already down the drain. I would've given up probably, because I didn't know how to exted the concept and have an actual plot. A dream that I've been having for literal years wouldn't even have such cool characters with a rich storyline if it wasn't for you. I know I kinda left it after a month or so of intense brainstorming with you, I was literally drained at that point both physically and mentally, but oh boy I haven't forgot about the characters that WE created. How could I after all? Russ being the wreck of a tormented junkie protagonist that he is, Dylan the happy-go-lucky fuck up that seems to do nothing right but with the best intentions, Frankie the runaway sassy and wary androgynous teenager whose gender is a mystery even to themselves, and the epitome of the found family trope, ex gov agent part Japanese, part Russian, part cyborg Vik, whose story isn't still clear yet but we'll give him a very good one, eventually.

You gave me the curiosity to read fanfiction again after literally NINE YEARS of being distant from that part of the fandom and honestly I don't regret it one bit. In fact, I discovered literally my favorite writer in fanfiction. That is you, Arnold. I don't care how frequently you write, I don't care if sometimes you can't do your best. I'll always be there waiting for the next chapter and I'll always think that your art is sublime. I'll have to admit, I don't read your works as often as I should. But it's because I love them so much that I want to always save for later. It's like a drug, or a delicious cake that you want it to last as long as possible so you can enjoy it for much longer (I should be reading your fic more often either way tho like, at least so I can make more art for it. I'll make sure to change that this year and give you the recognition you deserve 🖤).

Everytime I make art, everytime I make a post, I always wait for your name to pop in my notifs. And fuck if I'm happy when I see it, and I rush to read your tags and it always makes my day. Like seriously, you mean so much to me and I admire how you can still be any amount of sane with all you're going through. You're strong as hell, keep going. 🖤

@i-dont-like-rice dude, how can I explain it. You're my best bud here. You're my chaotic sibling from another mother. The other braindead I share the single braincell I have with. The Nikki to my Tommy. Or the Tommy to my Nikki, I'm still not sure which of us is which (I guess I'm Nikki and you're Tommy? lmao it's ironic how even them are an italian and a balkanian) but you get the point. Every interaction we have, I laugh my ass off till my whole body hurts every time. I think I worried my mother and annoyed my sister at least a couple times for bursting out laughing for five minutes straight out of the blue, especially if it was late at night, and all the times, I swear it was because of you. You are as chaotic as you are kind, and it's always so disarming to see you worry or take care of others when you are definitely in a worse situation. Please, be more selfish, goddammit. For your own sake. And be more confident of your art. Draw shit and post it. Who cares if it's not perfect and you hate it and you don't want anybody to see it, it's tumblr, nobody will ever reblog it or give you the well deserved recognition anyway! So it's worth a try isn't it?

@no-stone-no-bone seriously, I'm so glad I met you. You're like the third element of chaos that holds me and Andi together. All three of us are literally unstoppable. You're extremely sweet too and I wish you the best, and DON'T HIDE SHIT IN THE TAGS GODDAMMIT 😂

@white-lightning-625 @viiinceneil I know we really haven't talked much, and we met through unfortunate times, but I'm so glad that something good came out of the chaos and drama, which is being able to talk to you and getting to know you both better. And the fics. My god, the fics. Frankie, I already told you this but MY GOD. I still find it incredible that I've read a fic about a band I didn't even know what they looked or sounded like and I was HOOKED from start to finish. And Katie, I should definitely read more of your works because I love what you've got going on. You're both very sweet and talented with a very distinct, beautiful way of writing and I can't wait to sink my teeth into the pulp of your work, because I know that by now I only scratched the surface.

@awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands Bruh, conoscere una fan su tumblr the parla la MIA STESSA LINGUA (e che ha pure il mio stesso vero nome lmao cosa sta succedendo)??? Che concetto innovativo!!! Le nostre conversazioni sono sempre disgiunte, ma non importa, adoro ogni nostra interazione. Sei seriamente una delle persone più dolci e gentili che abbia mai conosciuto. La tua creatività stimola sempre la mia. Le tue moodboard sono sempre 👌👌👌 e ogni volta trovo sempre qualcosa che sì, ci avevo pensato, ma mai nel modo in cui lo poni tu, e di solito sono una persona che resta vicina alle proprie idee, ma tu riesci a farmi alterare prospettiva, e trovo questo meccanismo mentale molto affascinante. Ti ricordi lo swapped instruments AU, con Tommy come cantante, no? Giuro che è un concetto a cui penso ancora dopo mesi. Spero di avere la capacità mentale per tradurre quell'idea in arte il prima possibile, perché cazzo, lo adoro troppo

@tattooed-lies thank you for providing the fandom the best gifs in the fucking platform and thank you for giving us the vinikki content that everyone, even if they're not aware, deserves and needs. Thank you for being the only Vince stan that I know. Thank you for being the sweetest person alive 💖

@nbtommylee honestly, I wish I was cool like you. Your sense of humor is impeccable, much like your critical thinking. I have never read something from you that wasn't a valid point. You don't talk shit and that's extremely sexy of you, y'know? And having a "gender dysphoria buddy" to be jealous of our Rockstar Gender Of Choice with is always fun to have, so that's definitely a plus. Can't wait to see (and read!) more of your art, I just love your style so much and you deserve to be Known

@metalmelkor @emometalhead @polka-dot-duff I'm always so happy to see you in my notifs and y'all are oh so very sweet and cool, we haven't talked much but I love every interaction we have, sorry for having the social skills of a stale piece of white bread 🖤

A special thanks goes to @awesomgrlgr8job bc you're literally one of my very first mutuals since I made the decision to make this dumpster fire of a blog and holy shit it's crazy to think about that. I don't even know if we ever interacted that much but it's always such a joy to see you around, ily and I hope you're doing well and thanks for putting up with my clownery for so long 💖

Like seriously, thank you all. I don't even know where I would be without you. Here's to another year of chaos, but only of the good kind 💖

#witchy.txt #I didn't think I would've rambled so much ahshdhjfjf I'm so sorry you have to go through all that #there are a lot of people I could've mentioned but we never really talked so I wouldn't have much to say #but believe me when I tell you that I love seeing you on my dash and in my notifs #I really mean that #and I hope y'all are doing well bc ily 💖

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drethanramslay · 4 years

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5 Robin x mc Thanks a lot!! ❤️😋

Thanks for the prompt anon💙

You can find the prompt list here.

#5- "Oh shit..."

Warning: Slight cursing, angst

Word count: 1.3 K words (I fail EVERYTIME 🤧)

Author's note: I took part in this week's @wackydrabbles and you will find the prompt in bold

This is unrequited love (ouch??) And basically a chapter 9 rewrite so it does have a few dialogues from there

Thanks to @noboundariesplease for pre reading it (even though you hate robin sjsksksj love you😚)

Song: Worthy of you by Plested

Forgive me for any mistakes I make

Worthy Of You

It was supposed to be a boring day at office, doing boring work, doing the normal corporate bullshit.

In short, a normal boring day.

But it all went downhill when he saw Malaika enter the office beside Sam.

He was at the other end of the atrium but she still caught his attention. Everyone caught her attention. Her radiance and her aura was hard to ignore. People's eyes, once landing on her, find it hard to look the other way. She is that magnetic and beautiful.

"Mr. Flores? There is something up in the Milan office."

He was snapped out of his reverie as he took the iPad and started reading. Yet... His eyes glanced up to her smiling and chatting enthusiastically with Grant.

He tried to sneak in closer, catching snippets of their conversation.

"...Through careful testing, we could determine what best practices create the strongest defenses."

"Just like probiotics!!" Grant said.

"Exactly. Those were discovered like, a hundred years ago, and only became popular recently. There's still lots of room for more discovery, supplementation, and improvement."

God she is gorgeous and smart. Is there anything she isn't good at? Robin smiled to himself. He was about to head towards them but he saw Sam swoop in.

Smirking, Sam spoke up. "Should I be worried about my job?"

Malaika's smile visibly brightened, as her eyes landed on Sam, which made Robin roll his eyes out of annoyance.

That's Sam for you. Gifted with the brains and the looks to make woman in a three mile radius pussy whipped.

"No, I'd keep you around to smooth the transition of power." She winked and the three chuckled.

Wait a minute... Robin eyes narrowed in on them, viewing them in a new light.

The lingering gazes, the prolonged touches and Malaika's shy smile...

They are FLIRTING?

No, don't jump to conclusions Flores.

Waving goodbye to Grant, he saw them head towards Sam's private elevator.

Time for intervention.

As the door shut, Robin put in his hand to stop the lift.

"Sam we need you. There's a problem with the office in Milan."

He glanced at Malaika, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Hey Malaika. Fancy seeing you here."

She looked up, a teasing smile on her face. "Hey Robin, what did you do this time?"

Chuckling he entered the lift and leaned against the wall. "I never said it was my fault."

Punching his shoulder lightly, she spoke. "Strategic guess."

Robin's eyes lingered on her before he turned towards Sam. "Oh shit... Malaika, I don't want to just abandon you here, but these meetings can go on and on..."

Perfect.

"I can take her off your hands and skip the meeting altogether. It'll be lunch before you're done anyway."

Sam's jaw clenched. "And I like that idea even less."

"Well, let her decide. Whatcha say Malaika?"

He was pretty confident that she would agree and join him for lunch. We could go to that bistro down the stre-

"Sorry Robin but... Can I sit in? That's why you brought me today, right? To see you in action?"

Robin's jaw almost dropped but he pulled a poker face.

Some sort of relief flooded through Sam's features. " ... That's also true. Alright. Follow me."

They reached the floor but, Robin couldn't move from his place. He looked up to see them walking out. Malaika looked over her shoulder to meet his brown eyes and only one thing was running through his mind.

Why Malaika?

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And that wasn't even it. She proceeded to go out for lunch with Sam and on a tour with Sam which unfurled jealousy in his chest. There was this burning sensation in his chest, which continued to eat away at him.

Robin wanted to be the one who took her out. Robin wanted to be the one who showed of the office. Robin wanted to be the one who made her laugh.

But he could not, because he will always be the second choice.

And don't even get him started on the incident in the lab. He didn't see much but, he did see the both of them in an uncompromising position, which drove him mad with rage.

The guilty look in Malaika's eyes confirmed his suspicions that they were way past the flirting stage.

It hurt. It was like a stab in the chest. It felt like betrayal. And the fact that she tried to come up with an excuse...

Sighing he walked down the hallways his head full of thoughts. It had been a couple of hours but still, he couldn't get the image out of his head.

That's one thing I did not need to see.

He saw Malaika walking in the opposite direction on her phone, but the moment her eyes met his, she turned around and started walking the other way, away from him.

Oh no you don't.

Gently grasping her elbow he pulled her into his office and shut the door.

"What is it Robin?" She rolled her eyes as she snatched her hand from his grasp and straightened her blazer.

"You are a hard woman to catch."

"I didn't know you were searching for me. What's up?" She said as she crossed her ankles and leaned against his desk.

His eyes narrowed. "What's up? What's up between you and Sam?"

"Nothing!! Robin you are overreacting-"

He stepped closer to her. "Me? Overreacting? I'm a logical man and Malaika what I saw in the lab? It's not my eyes playing games. I have been wanting to talk to you about it."

Stepping one step closer, he glared into her eyes. "So tell me. What's going on between you two? For real?"

"You want the truth? I'm attracted to him. I mean, have you seen him? But, that doesn't mean I can't be professional or respect boundaries." She shrugged nonchalantly.

He scoffed. Is she for real?

"It didn't look like there were any boundaries between the two of you in the lab."

Anger blazed in her dark eyes. "You know what they say about assuming, Robin."

He sighed and massaged his temples. "Look, Malaika, I'm all for some innocent flirting, like at the engagement party... But whatever I walked in on, wasn't innocent."

"Why do you care?"

Because I have feelings for you dammit.

"I'm just worried about you. And I know that my Malaika wouldn't sleep with an engaged man-"

"Wait a minute... Your Malaika? There. Isn't. Any. Your. Malaika!" She enunciated every word.

It felt like a slap to the face. Robin physically flinched.

"I-"

"No Robin, listen to me. I'm a grown woman. And I know the repercussions of my actions. I don't need to be policed around by the likes of a womaniser like you."

He clenched his fist. "Says the person who kissed me to make Sam jealous."

She stood straight and scowled. "Last time I remember, you were the one who volunteered."

"Oh, so I was just someone you played, huh?"

"Oh my god Robin!! I can't play you, if it was mutual. You fucking wanted to kiss me."

Lie... It would hurt less

"You don't know anything about what I want."

"And neither do you know anything about me. So stop acting like my father."

Letting our a sigh he looked up, venom dripping from each word. "Well I'm sorry for looking out for you. I won't bother you anymore. Have a good time ruining your life." He turned of his heels and headed to the door.

"Fuck you Robin."

"You wish you could."

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And that's how he found himself in the near, downing alcohol like it was water and reciting his sob story to a concerned barkeeper in an empty pub.

"So that is the story of what a dumb fuck I am and how woman just trample over my heart." He slurred as he downed the shot.

"Oof. That sounds rough buddy. Another scenario of misunderstanding."

"Oh it is. Another round please."

Shaking his head he gave a glass of water to him. "Sure, alcohol solves most problems, but in this particular case, I don't think it will help. You need to speak your heart out brah, otherwise you will be crushed under the weight of this guilt. And don't confront her head on. Sit down with her and have a heart to heart."

Swirling the amber liquid in his glass he mused."Hmmm... you are right barkeep."

"What?"

"That alcohol won't solve this."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Slamming his glass down, he looked up with his bloodshot eyes.

"Revenge."

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10th

Author: b0blegum

Pairing: Lim Changkyun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Status: COMPLETED.

Part: One-Shot

Words: 2247

Summary: 10 times are more than enough to drive him crazy.

A/N this is just a side writing (i literally wrote this at 3am in the morning, fml) before i posted the last chapter of RAHASIA. Hope you guys enjoy the first fluff i’ve ever written ♡

Your dorm was as quiet as usual. Only the dimmed sound of a running tv show accompanied you cooking your dinner. You stole a glance over the tv that you set parallel to your mini kitchen every time you had the chance.

As you began to put the chicken that you had marinated for an hour before to the crippling hot pan, you heard someone knocking on your door. After turning down the heat two levels lower, you made your way down the hall to the door.

"How many times i have told you to ring the bell, Changkyun. It is there for a reason." You mumbled as soon as you met the familiar face. "Oh and anyway, i don't think i invited anyone for dinner tonight." You were about to close the door but he was fast enough to slip his foot between the door and its frame.

"You owe me an explanation." He let himself in. You rolled your eyes in annoyance. You knew what was this all about; your blind date that he set up.

"I'm cooking right now. Will you take the responsibility if i burn my cooking and don't have dinner tonight just to give you a so called explanation?" You closed the door behind you and made your way back to your kitchen while he put himself in comfort in your couch, his eyes glued to you.

"Don't worry. I'll wait." He crossed his legs and grabbed the remote tv. Changing into the channel he desired.

"Why are you so annoying." You whispered.

"I heard that."

"Fuck you, Changkyun."

"Heard that too."

You both were currently under the same roof but none of you initiated to start a conversation. At least until you finally finished with your cooking. Without caring about the presentation of the dish— in which it won't be judged with Gordon Ramsay anyway, you stuffed everything into your plate and bring it together with you to the couch where Changkyun sat for awhile.

"Start." He commanded.

"What the heck, Changkyun. I'm going to eat now." You rolled your eyes while he lulled back his head and groaned in annoyance.

"Okay. Right after you finished that ugly looking chicken, tell me your best excuse." He closed his eyes and crossed his hands on his chest.

You didn't give him any answer for that, instead you starting to eat your dinner quietly while watching a random tv show.

Changkyun stole a glance of you every time he opened his eyes a bit, just to make sure you're not going to run away. "It has to be a better excuse this time. I'm sick of that same excuses you gave me everytime."

This time, you lost your patience. You put your plate on the table harshly, made the fork jumped and made a clinking sound, the same goes with the guy beside you. Your hand reached for a glass of water that you have prepared before and drink it bottoms up.

"Changkyun, honestly. What kind of excuses are you expecting me to say?" You shifted yourself to meet his gaze.

"I don't know. You tell me. This is the tenth times i set you up with a guy." He shrugged.

"But did i freaking ask you to do that? No!" You fought back.

"You didn't, but can you even remember when was the last time you dated? It was four years ago, (y/n)!" He washed his face with his palms in frustration.

"So?"

"That was why i set you up, but you always ended up saying you still can't make a commitment with a guy. What kind of bullshit is that." He scoffed with a smirk.

"Bullshit?" You scoffed him back. "Changkyun. You were there when he broke up with me and you, my bestfriend, know so well what he did to me and now you're telling me that my reason is utter bullshit?"

"Oh my God." He murmured before letting a deep sigh.

"I'm done with the explanation. You can get out now." You stood up and gestured him to leave your dorm.

"(Y/n),"

"You wanted to hear the reason, did you not? I gave you. So get out." He brushed his hair back and walked past you. Dragging his feet to the door and get out by himself.

This isn't the first fight between you and your bestfriend over this blind date thing. One time, you both ended up not talking to each other for a week before a mutual friend of you both finally fed up with you two not letting a single word when you, Changkyun and her were eating at the same table. But it was always like that, you and Changkyun often fought over a smallest thing possible like when he purposely entered a wrong passcode lock to your phone or when you forgot to tell the barista not to put a whip cream onto his coffee, but in the end you both always find a way back to each other.

You flipped the paper in front of you every time the professor changed the slide. You were trying so hard to concentrate because today is exactly a week before the semester exam and this subject is the one that you can't pass unless you study your ass off for it.

"(Y/n)," your best friend in this major a.k.a the mutual friend, elbowed you. "You haven't made up with Changkyun?" She asked in whisper as she rolled the pen between her fingers.

"Nope. Don't find the reason for why should i." You took a note from what the professor just said.

"It has been a month! Are you crazy?"

"I am not. He is." You answered without any expression on your face.

"You both really have the hardest head in this world."

You stopped writing. Suddenly you were curious of what Changkyun is doing. Yes, you haven't talked to him for almost a month now and every time you and him passed each other, you two did not even bother to look like you both never knew each other before but it actually already two weeks since you've never crossed pathways in either your dorm or campus, but to put it in a simple way, you missed him.

After a good 90 minutes, the professor ended his lecture and wished you all good luck for the exam.

"I'm going to see him tomorrow with his friends. Are you coming?" Her words made you narrowed your eyes as you both walked out from the classroom.

"See him? Are you guys having a party or something? Because if it is, i won't come."

"I know you're crazy but i can't believe you're this crazy, (y/n)." She looked at you in disbelief, even stopped her steps just to said that to you.

"What? Why stopping?" You asked after you were one step away from her.

"He was sick, (y/n)." She still threw the same look at you. "He was hospitalized a week ago, but he just got back yesterday, so we were coming to see him tomorrow." Slowly your look become soften and you mouthed a 'what?'

"He... is... is he home now?" You stuttered.

"From what i heard, yes."

"Shit." You left her. She called your name couple of times but you ignored and you immediately ran to his dorm. Now you got the answer why you hadn't seen him.

You slid your card at the dorm's entrance door and headed to the lift. Pushing the button more than you've ever done to make the elevator comes faster.

You pushed his floor number after you got in and you never felt as worried as this before. Actually you're not just worried, you're sorry too.

Now here you are. In front of his door which have the number 553 written next to it and an sticker written "I'm not home, don't bother to knock" glued below.

You pushed the bell twice before he finally pulled the door opened.

"Changkyun..." You scanned him from head to toe. He looked like a complete mess. Crumpled white tee under a grey hoodie and a very messy hair that looks like that typical just woke up hair but it was almost five pm now so he must have been on his bed the whole day. His face was pale and his lips were chapped.

"Hi, (y/n)." He greeted. His voice was hoarse but weaker than usual.

"Are you... okay?" You finally asked him. He chuckled.

"I don't think you'd come here if i was okay." Well, he got a point. "Come on in." You stepped in as soon as he opened the door wider. Your eyes scanned his dorm. It was also a mess. Untouched dishes, clothes hanged here and there, books laying on his low table and there, you found his medications, laying beside a glass of water.

"Changkyun, i'm sorry." You turned around to him. He just stood there, nodded with his hands in his Nike shorts' pocket. "I didn't know you were... hospitalized." You hesitated.

"I just had a high fever and fatigued, but it was nothing. I’m okay now." He smiled.

"Really?" You put your hands on his forehead for a bit. "But you still look pale and..." You stuffed your hand into your bag, trying to find the your lipbalm before you immediately put it on his lips. It was the strawberry lipbalm that he likes, the one you always got teased at because it has this weird princess-y picture on the packaging but he always ended up stealing it from you and use it.

He smiled as you swatches it on his lips and slowly take your hand away and pulled you in for a hug.

"I missed you, (y/n)." He whispered as he brushed your hair gently. Him brushing your hair is not a new thing, but brushing it gently is. "If i knew we would not to talk to each other for this long, i'd never set you up on that stupid date."

"Changkyun," you let go of his hug. He looked at you asking why. "Don't hug me." You looked down. Remembering all the skin ships he shared with you until now. He loves skin ship too much when it's with you. Messing with your hair, pinching your cheeks, clinging onto your arms, circling his arms around your shoulder or just playing with your palms every time he got bored, acting like he's reading it. To be honest, you like it, you really like it but while he does it because he was simply comfortable with you, you enjoy it because you like him.

"(Y/n)," he chuckled. "Why so sudden?"

"I don't like it, Changkyun." You lied.

"You don't? Wait, i don't get it. We do it so often but you never complained before. Why now?" He rested his arms on his waist.

"It's not the hug..." you said in a low voice. "It's... how you hug me." You both became silence. You weren't sure what you're going to do now and if confessing it at this time was right or you just spilled a gas on a not yet extinguished fire that would made you both not talking anymore forever.

"(Y/n), is that the real reason why you always gave up the blind dates?" He caught you after a couple of minutes of silence.

You didn't give him any single sign of yes nor a direct answer but you guessed he found out. He was right, your reason for giving up all the blind dates because you're still scared of a commitment is complete bullshit but the real reason is even more than a bullshit.

He sighed. You looked up to him. His eyes never left you, looking at you softly and soon his lips turned, creating a smile that you always love to see.

He pulled you in for another hug. This time he buried his head for a couple of second in your neck.

"It took you ten blind dates to finally confessed that." He hugged you even tighter. You were still confused by his words and hesitated to hug him back. "I'm actually tired setting all those stupid dates for you, (y/n)." He let you go from his hug. Putting a strand of your hair behind your ears. "It took me ten times controlling myself not to clap my hands happy ever time you said that bullshit reason and it also took me ten times trying not to be jealous every time you went out with those guys."

You could feel your cheek blushed crimson red.

"I love you, (y/n)." He pulled you in for a kiss. A soft, gentle kiss that you were longing for for years. This time you were sure what you have to do. You kissed him back, following his rhythm. His hands slowly climbing up to your neck, pulling you even closer into a deeper kiss. He pushed you slowly until he managed to pin you on a wall with his lips still sealed to yours. He controlled himself not to let lust interfere your kiss.

His gentle kissed didn't become aggressive nor giving you a clue that he wants you in bed, now. No, he didn't want that. He just wanted to tell you that he shared the same feelings with you all these years.

"Can i finally say that you are mine now?" He asked you with a sincere smile. You gave him back the same gaze he threw you as a sign of a 'yes' before he pulled you in again for another kiss.

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