Just finished the season so here are some screenshots of Bi Han lookin fine as fuck 🙏🙏🙏

Heyooo! Does the gang ever have sleepovers or something! I imagine they play those creepy games, like ‘Light As Feathers Stiff As Board’ or ‘Bloody Mary! Oh! And they could do each other’s nails and makeup!

Hah, reminds me of a thing a friend told me, where they dreamed that they were Mike and having a sleepover with all the guards. Good times. Mike doesn’t get to put on nail polish. He’ll lick it off to attempt suicide. Jeremy doesn’t want any either, because he will gnaw it off. But he wants little bows and other fun hair stuff, he thinks that is fun! Polish Phone Guy’s head. It’ll last longer on there anyways and more space for cool patterns. They’ll have a lot of fun, except it will be incredibly stressful, because it’s like keeping five cats in a bag for a whole night. Mike never really sleeps, not with so many people around. The sleepover happens inside of the pizzeria, because Dave said either at HIS home or in the pizzeria and everyone agreed the pizzeria was safer- I mean, more spacious. They kept only the party lights on, and the animatronics locked up. At least until they managed to break out and a wild-goose chase started, including multiple last stands, declarations of wars and salt circles. At the end, the animatronic won the final battle of tic-tac-toe (incredibly work by Chica the mastermind) and now they were allowed inside of the sleepover too- Which meant no further swearing for everyone except Mike, who had the bitch-pass, like he always did. Ah, the benefit of being a virgin. You get to swear in front of ghosts! And capture unicorns, but we don’t let Mike near unicorns anymore after the last time resulted in the evacuation of the entire city. Back to the topic, you can rest assured that everyone WILL play the dumbest games, solely to keep Dave and Old Sport appeased. They do great things!

… LIKE REALIZING EVERYONE IS WEARING VERY STUPID SLEEPING WEAR! “Where’s ya sleepin’ stuff, Mikey?! Come on, me ‘n Sportsy brought our matching bear-bunny onesies, and you have NOTHIN’?!” “Usually I sleep fucking naked.” Old Sport grinned. “… well then, we’re waiting-“ “I can fucking break you.” The verdict of both the psychopaths was in. “Sexy!” Jeremy was way too distracted to listen to them though. “THERE ARE FREDBEAR ONESIES!? CAN I HAVE ONE!? PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE-“ Simon laid on the ground, staring at the ceiling, charging. He wouldn’t close his dial all night. “… they uh- were discontinued because the dye they used was tox-“ “WE’LL GET YA ONE, JERRY! DON’T ‘CHA WORRY!” … LIKE PLAYING SILLY PRANKS! “Phoney, help us bake! WE WANT A PIZZA!” “Uh- what do you need ME for?” “HOW NICE OF YA TO OFFER! First, please open that can of melt-cheese!” “… it’s warm.” “DON’T WORRY ABOUT THAT.” “I’m, uh- I’m not touching it. You probably have already molten the cheese inside, d-do you know how HARD it is to get that out of a phone?!” “WELP, TOO BAD, WE CARBONATED THE CHEESE BEFORE RESEALING WITH GLUE!” At that the thing exploded, coating everyone in cheese. “Worst night of my life…” Distraught Jeremy looked at them, while the other two were laughing. “O-oh man- sir, should I get I some water-“ Mike hissed. “No worries, I fucking got it.” “MIKE NO-“ With that he proceeded to touch the stove, putting it on fire and setting off the sprinklers, drenching everyone. … LIKE PLAYING STUPID GAMES! “Okay, everyfuckingone, listen up. I prepared a scavenger hunt. The reward is a fucking nifty thing, so you better work hard. It may or may not be a gun.” Excited Alice, who was gaining power with every miserable hour the guards spend, jumped around. Joining had been a good idea. Jeremy was concerned. “A- a gun…? Mike, you- you know that would be pretty dangerous-“ “DID I SAY “MAY OR MAY NOT” OR NOT?” “Geez, sorry.” “Great. So, everyone, the hints are hidden all around the restaurant and EVERYTHING could be a hint. If you tell me the right code- whatever that will be- I’ll give you a hint where the next one is. The first to find the X wins. First hint: Party hats. FUCKING READY, FUCKING SET, FUCKING GO!” Everyone rushed off, even the animatronics, leaving only Mike and Simon behind. “Did you, uh- did you really set that all up…?” “Nope.” Together they observed everyone rushing about. … AND WINNING STUPID PRICES! Everyone was cowering together in a corner, as the little Minireena pointed the dangerously dull plastic knife at them. In front of them Mike, looking like a feral animal. “YOU FUCKING CHEATED. THERE NEVER WAS AN X. THERE IS NO PRICE!” Alice tapped her chin, then giggled. Tired and confused Simon sighed. “What… what did she say…?” “That her price will be that we all design her a new dress, each of us one- or she will cut us into pieces.” “But that’s- that’s a plastic knife.” Slowly Alice’s head turned, creaking unnaturally loud for such a small machine. “… she says that’s the reason should make you way, WAY more afraid.” … LIKE WINNING THE DARWIN AWARD! Phone Guy had only left for ten minutes at most to get some ice and some non-descript carbon drink that you can’t prove is a brand name, so don’t even try to get me sued- He walked back into the main area, carefully watching his tablet so nothing would accidentally spill over, but when he looked up for a moment he almost dropped it all. Mike, Old Sport and Dave were standing together, roughly 500 rubberbands tied together, leading to two chairs that where weighted down by endo scraps. On the other side where all the animatronics, Freddy in front, Chica, Bonnie and Foxy right behind him in a line, with determined expressions on the faces. “WHAT THE EVERLOVING H-H-H-HECK IS GOING ON HERE!?” “SLINGSHOT BOWLING!” Old Sport screamed back, clearly excited. “MIKEY IS GOING TO CRUSH THESE ANIMATRONICS WITH HIS HEAD ALONE!” “ONE OF US IS GOING TO FUCKING DIE TONIGHT.” “M-MIKE! WHY DID YOU AGREE TO THIS- TO THIS- TO THIS- MADNESS!?!” “Madness…?” Old Sport started, but Mike shook his head and interrupted him. “FUCK YOU. IF I WANT TO GET SLINGSHOTTED AT MACH SPEED THROUGH THE ESTABLISHMENT I’LL DO IT. YOU’RE NOT MY FUCKING DAD!” “Don’t worry chief.” Freddy responded calmly, his eyes firmly on the other guard. “That hollow-headed guard won’t even put one scratch on us.” Frustrated that his meme had been interrupted, the Orange Man groaned. “… this is Sparta. Great. You guys ruined it.” Letting go of the slingshot, they propelled Mike forward with a speed that could kill multiple men. Depending on where they stood. … like learning how cruel and heartless war is and how nobody wins a war truly, the words of glory and bravery were lies that THEY used to capture young, innocent minds, to chew them up and spit them out without any pity for the lost and traumatized- Mike pressed his back against the wall, sweat running down his brow and his body breathing for oxygen- but he wouldn’t allow himself to pant, he couldn’t, they were listening- There were muffled sounds of pillows and flip-flops being thrown and the guard winced as he heard a cry. All he could do was pray, pray that their fort hadn’t been broken- No, he couldn’t hesitate any longer. Rushing back in, he dodged the projectiles instantly hurdled at him, before diving behind the protective walls of his pillow fort. “Status?” Hoarse he asked Phone Guy who was lying beside him, looking out of a little gap. “They’re getting more and more aggressive. Our walls will not long stand like this. Did you get the secret weapon?” Dropping a few bottles of carbonated juice and mentos, he grinned, manically. Yet still, part of Phoney’s heart hesitated. “… does it really have to come to this? Is that what is left of our humanity? We will never be able to forget this night, Mike. Neither you nor me. We will lay awake at night, thinking about this, thinking about the cries… do you want to add this to-“ With that he forcefully was grabbed by the collar and pulled closer, almost touching Mike’s nose. “You better fucking listen to me, Si. Out there-“ He pointed out. “You’ve been my boss. My chef. You told me what to do and what to say. You had some authority. But now? Now you’re a NOBODY. Now everything that matters is if you can DO what is necessary or NOT. BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT DECIDES THIS WAR, DO YOU HEAR ME?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO US? HOW MUCH LONGER DO YOU WANT THIS HELL TO GO ON!? UNTIL EVERYTHING OUT THERE IS A WASTELAND?! UNTIL NOTHING IS LEFT ASIDE FROM DISPLACED PILLOWS AND THE STENCH OF DEATH!? IF YOU WON’T GIVE YOUR FUCKING GO-AHEAD, FINE. I WILL DO IT ANWAYS, I WILL SAFE US- AT WHATEVER COST THAT MAY BE!” For a second it was silent, then Phone Guy finally slowly nodded. “… okay Mike. If we-“ Interrupted by a call from another ford both of them snapped up. Orange Guy’s evil tone was already bad enough, but his words were unbearable. “GIVE UP, YOU ALL HAVE LOST! WE WARLORDS HAVE AQUIRED THE ULTIMATE WEAPON- WE HAVE SODA AND WE HAVE MENTOS. THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE TO GIVE UP… OR THIS WILL BE YOUR END.” Instantly Mike’s eyes widened and he sat up, hatefully hissing. “NOT SO FUCKING FAST! WE TOO HAVE MENTOS AND SODA AND WE WILL RETALIATE WITH IT ALL! IF YOU USE THIS WEAPON, NOBODY WILL BE LEFT, I SWEAR TO GOD!” Dave cried out in hatred and anguish. “MIKE! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US! YOU WERE THE LAST PERSON I EXPECTED TO BE A FUCKING COMMIE, HOW DARE YOU BETRAY ME-“ “WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK DO YOU EVEN MEAN, I’M FUCKING SERIOUS, WHO DROPPED YOU AS A BABY AND WHY DIDN’T YOU STAY DEAD-“ The war was eventually won… but at what cost? Changed my mind, them having a sleepover is a terrible idea and is illegal from now on. Never again.

Bro - Zoned (KBTBB) Chapter 1 : We’re Just Bros

Eisuke X OC 

Romantic - Comedy 

PG - 13 for language used

Eisuke, the powerful and proud owner of the Ichinomiya Group, with Tres Spade, the biggest and most luxurious hotel chain in Japan and possibly in the world, is well, on a cross roads between friendship and love with Andie, one of his “bros”, the only lady in the gang of bidders, and head interior designer of his hotel empire. 

*The story would have 2 point of views. To be honest, I don’t even like Eisuke, I mean he’s not obviously my fave, but with the story, I believe he is the best suited. 

As for the setting of the story, it takes place 4 years after season 1, so expect the characters to be older haha! We can say that they are moving past those old times and really trying to get serious with their lives. But still, we know our boys, they’ll always have fun.

So please enjoy this light romantic comedy story of two people confused between love and friendship.

"I want the first option. Good job." 

Eisuke pointed out the first perspective out of the two options that I presented, the room perspective that shows all shades of purple in a bedroom. We are here in his office discussing the final design for the lobby of his new hotel in Osaka, Japan, after countless, tedious revisions. I can’t let his hotel and my design to suffer for his horrible ideas.

 “Eisuke, are you sure? I think as a designer, this, in particular is the best lobby design for your hotel.” 

Still trying to be patient because he still is my boss, I tried to convince him once more. I presented the second design again which I find the most appropriate for his vision. Sighing, He looked at me with authority in his eyes and no intention of backing down. 

 “Who owns the hotel? Me. So I get the final say. ” 

Pointing to himself. He stated that matter of fact, with his legs and arms crossed. Growing impatient, I grabbed the rendered perspective board of the other option and almost shoved it in front of his eyes. I stated my opinions as an interior designer in what is best for the hotel.

 “This design is the best in the lot! Remember, this is a seven star! Not some cheap love hotels!” 

Growing irritated himself, Eisuke being stubborn, stood up and walked towards me. He grabbed the rendered perspective of his choice in his one hand and the other pointed at it.

“No. This will go through. Only this. This discussion is over.” 

And my patience meter, snapped. hard.

He placed the board in his desk with the papers ready for him to sign for finalization. As he is seated in his chair, grabbing his pen for him to sign the necessary papers, My body automatically moved forward, across his desk, and took hold of his right hand to stop his terrible, terrible decision. F*ck this. 

“What are you doing?“

Eisuke, shocked from my actions and stared at me hard with daggers in his eyes, looking completely irritated. Unbothered by his menacing stare and tone, I stared hard with all my pent up frustrations venting right through my eyes and voice.

“Stopping you from making the most stupid, dumbest decision in your fucking life.”

“Hands. off.“

“Never. I was patient enough to even hear your ugly shitty ideas, Even my eye bags have bags in them! So I can’t let those sleepless nights be in vain! And I freakin’ swear I’m not gonna let you ruin your damn hotel and my reputation. Not on my watch.“

“Again, hands. off“

“Consider your business dead if you want your guests to kill themselves in your hotel.“

“...“

“....“

Eisuke and I had a staring contest on who would back down and admit defeat. This is a battle I won’t, ever, ever, back down.

“...“

“Eh-ehemm” 

Breaking the deafening silence and over flowing gaze exchange of tension from one another, Baba, who was relaxing on the couch intentionally coughed. Turning our attention on what he has to say, he stated his opinion.

“Boss… I think Andie’s right… her take on the interiors is good, probably the best design I’ve seen. I mean.. even better than Ota’s lobby designs were for your previous hotels. No offense man.” 

Looking straight to his enigmatic artist buddy. Ota, who was seating beside Baba checking his phone for emails then spoke his views. 

“None taken. I mean as an artist, I would say the other option is not only better but God, it looks amazing! Great job on that Andie! I mean the neutrals and the purple, and from the ceiling to those intricate wall details, and even the floor design!” 

“Thank you Ota and Baba, that’s very sweet.” 

Throwing a huge smile and a thumbs up on my direction. Still holding Eisuke’s right hand, I said my gratitude to the two gentlemen with a smile. To break more of the tension, Baba then again gave his opinion. 

“Anyway, even I would have a headache with a room made out of purple.” 

But I think it wasn’t the best idea as Eisuke then shifted his glare to Baba and Ota for not backing him up. Not wanting to add more salt in his wound, both Baba and Ota then continued to chat with themselves. After silencing the two, he’s gaze was back on me. After minutes of cold war, he finally sighed with his head low, admitting defeat. 

“Fine, you win, Ms. Young. Now, let go.”

Feeling great upon winning the war, I enthusiastically let go of his hand and throw my hands in the air! I’ve never felt so great!  I grabbed his hand again and shook it enthusiastically.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! You finally listened! For the love of God! There is a miracle!! Thank you Eisuke! Thank you Thank you!!“ 

“Okay okay, let’s get this over with, where are the papers.“

After my winning moment, I immediately gave the necessary paper works to get the proposed design finalized and approved. He signed my proposed designs gave back the documents but not without laying down his terms..

“I don’t want any problems. No buts, good won’t cut. I want it perfect.”

“No worries Boss, I know the drill. I got this. Thank you for acknowledging my vision.” 

Holding the documents close to my chest as it was like the most precious possession I have, I gave a reassuring smile and bowed to him. With my designs approved I hurriedly went to the door to head outside and go to the next phase. Before leaving I said my farewells to the gang.

 “Got to go! I need to schedule meetings with the contractors and engineers to start with the construction. Bye guys!” 

Almost at the door, Baba then said a reminder that almost slipped my mind. “Wait Andie don’t forget! Party at the penthouse. 8pm. You have to come okay?“

“Yeah I’ll go! I have reasons to celebrate too!“ Pointing to my trophy, my designs sealed with Eisuke’s signature. 

Seeing Eisuke scoffed and continued to review other files, I turned my head to the two gentlemen who helped me tame the lion. I mouthed “Thank you guys.” to Baba and Ota for supporting my ideas and quickly exited his penthouse office.

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As Baba heard the door clicked and Andie’s footsteps gone, he walked towards me and sat on one of the chairs in front of my desk then spilled his thoughts.

“Have some faith on Andie, Boss! I mean she’s THE Andie Young that bagged numerous awards from her designs on your last hotel.” 

Still reviewing other business files on my desk, I sighed still feeling defeated from the previous discussion, 

“I know that. I was the one who gave her a chance... I was just testing her like I used to before.”

Ota then chimed in, still on his phone for his emails, on what he remembered before. “She was just starting back then, but now look who she became! I think she is entitled to treat your ideas like that.” 

“Look at her now, she’s like the only female member of our gang. Minus the wives. It’s good to have a muse.” Stated by Baba with a seal of his approval.

 “Muse my ass. Look at her, she’s like one of us. And we don’t need a muse.”

Ota, still checking his phone for emails then spoke:  “I think that’s her charm. The laid back quality. It is her take on her individuality.”

“At least you like her, boss.” Baba whispered and winked at me as he slipped some of my secrets.  

Crap. What the hell is he saying! 

I fully stopped reviewing the documents, catching me completely off guard,this moron! I immediately glared at Baba who in turn just smiled. Like a fool. I quickly glanced at Ota’s direction to check if he heard the convo. Okay Ota’s still on his phone. I need to stay calm. God this lad needs to shut his mouth. This piece of crap needs to go. I glared coldy, menacingly at Baba for fooling around then spoke to end this conversation once and for all. 

“Instead of pestering here in my office, are you done with the tasks that I gave you? Both of you?”

“...”

“...“

Sensing my irritation and anger, both Baba and Ota became silent and looked to one another. Making them stand on their feet and ready to exit my office.

Ota: “Okay Eisuke, have fun with your work!“

Baba: “Yeah, we’ll be off boss! See ya!“

But before completely closing the door, Baba gave me a cheeky wink, then hurriedly closed the door and left, leaving me no chance to respond to his childish teasing. Now all alone in the office, I let go of the documents and started rubbing my forehead. I sighed, releasing stress from the morning banters and arguments.

What a morning. I recalled the events that lead to my early morning stress.  the arguments with Andie, and especially the conversation with Baba. “That sick bastard.“ whispering to myself, remembering what happened awhile ago.

Andie, why do I even think of her. There are a lot of women far more suited for me. She isn’t even my type. Look at her, she’s too laid back, too stubborn, and she doesn’t even listen to me! I’m a freakin’ billionaire for God’s sake. This shouldn’t even be a problem! Why does Baba have to put words on my mouth. What does he even know? I don’t like her. Period. We’re just friends, bros even. Yeah, that’s right, I don’t like her! That’s the truth. And the---

*Knock knock 

A knock on my door stopped my inner thoughts and let me get back on the reality. Now that’s great timing. Before I lost myself to thoughts she stopped me from being crazy. My secretary, Ms. Hori, then entered.

“Mr. Ichinomiya, the preparations are done. Let us proceed to the meeting board of directors.“

Now this is what I should be focusing about. Expanding my empire. This is what I’m meant to do. Not thinking some lady who I shouldn't even like.

“Okay. Thank you Ms. Hori.“ I stood up, fixed my suit, forgetting those trivial matters, then completely regained my composure and confidence, and left for my meeting

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This proved to be a very busy day. With the new hotel almost finishing up and is getting ready for the grand opening in Osaka, I went from one meeting to another and before I knew, it’s already 8:30pm,  so I sent Ms. Hori home from today’s work. I almost forgot that there’s some party in the penthouse. As I was entering the elevator, my thoughts immediately remembered what Baba told me this morning. That bastard. And now, I’ve got to see Andie. Just great.

“You know when you’re in love, It actually happens in the most unexpected moments, I knew I was in love with my wife Emi while I was brushing my teeth. I just thought ‘oh I love her’. That’s it. Stupid right? But it feels so right.”

Wait what?...

What?!

Why am I remembering Baba’s old stories? What the fuc--

*Ding

The elevator stopped at the penthouse floor. Still weirded out by that random thought, I exited the elevator and headed towards the gang. God, my head is completely all over the place. I think I need a drink. Before entering through the doors, I stood up there, trying to reassemble my thoughts and letting out a sigh.

*Ding

My thoughts were interrupted once again by the sound of the elevator. I turned around to see who it was whose later than me.“Really? Someone’s late too?” As the elevator doors opened, I was surprised as I did not expect that she is behind that doors.

“Oh? Heyy! Your late!“

Andie.

Andie Young, the one who just exited the elevator. Of all the people who can be late, why her? She quickly walked towards me with a smile on her face, the type that shows her gums. I was just staring at her, registering how, of all people, she is with me, at the same moment, just when I was thinking about her. Still weirded out by the universe’s work, I answered her shortly and quickly.

“Yeah, meetings. You?“

“Meetings. Come on! I’m hungry and I want to drink!“

“...“

I can tell how tired she was, her back slightly slumped, walks by dragging her feet, and still see those bags under her eyes even with her makeup. But even with all those, her smile, her eyes... still glows. I just continued to stare at her. I couldn’t say anything back. I just let her take my arm and drag me to the rest of the journey.

And now I’m staring at the back of her head.

Why is my heartbeat weird?

Why is everything in slow motion?

What’s wrong with her?

What’s wrong with me?

....

This... This cannot be!

What the fuck is happening to me?

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