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okay i'm gonna say something and you all have to give me a chance. ready?
we need to stop making fun of poor american southerners who distrust the government. it's real easy to call them all conspiracy theorists and dismiss them, but half the time, its built off of a genuine feeling of being abandoned by the infrastructure meant to keep them safe.
in appalachia, a lot of people lost their homes because of coal mining operations. a lot of people worked in those mines, and then when the mines stopped being profitable, they got tossed out with the bathwater. a lot of appalachia is poor, malnourished, and i don't blame them for not trusting rich politicians who dismiss them as stupid and lower class.
if yall actually listened to half the things poor southerners say, you'd realize that a Lot of common leftist complaints are virtually identical to the rural grandma who doesn't hold with electronic money and politicians. it stems from a genuine feeling of abandonment and ostracization by the people who run the country. functionally, someone living paycheck to paycheck in the city in a tiny apartment has infinitely more in common with someone from rural appalachia than a politician. high rent, high taxes, food insecurity, feeling lied to by those in power, a general sense of frustration. it just sounds fancier coming from a city mouth than one with shitty teeth and a southern accent.
tl;dr stop dismissing southern people as stupid. they're absolutely right not to wholeheartedly trust politicians, because they've been fucked over by them time and time again, and honestly, id rather talk to a southern person who openly distrusts their representatives than someone from the city who wholeheartedly believes that Frederick Jamestown OldMoney III genuinely cares what people think and can be convinced to change his ways.
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saturnalmoss · 7 months
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ARM-WRESTLER
CHAPTER ONE
A curious case of littering
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An arm was what had caught York’s attention.
He was taking his daily jog around Fancy Town. There weren’t much in the way of alleys here, but the older parts of town had some number of dark nooks and crannies. It was here that York noticed an odd shape on the ground.
It was still there on the second lap. He stopped and looked around. It was getting to be evening, but the brownstones remained quiet, curtains drawn or maybe empty. The irregular lots between them like rotten teeth grew wild with weeds and garbage.
York walked up to the thing on the ground: an arm - as he had thought. He had felt the call to wrestle in his hindbrain before his eyes had even registered it, but if they were lying on the ground, they probably hadn’t got the energy for a good armwrestle. That’s what he had decided on his first lap.
Now, he realized, this arm would never wrestle again. He stood a little longer, then pulled his brand new, refurbished, little flip bone out of his jacket pocket. He was reticent to get an iBone when he couldn't be bothered to memorize a bone number but Rosé way struck with inspiration after their last adventure.
York carefully pressed the buttons marked with stars in the order of the constellation. He had even written orcish on them to help practice the foreign numbers. He figured, in for a phalange in for a femur.
“York!” Rosé said happily.
“Rosé.” York said. “I found an arm.”
“Uh.”
“It’s on the ground, and ain’t attached to no one.” He wanted to hold it up, but Jancy had drilled into him that the crime scene was not to be touched until photos could be taken, and his iBone did not have picture capability.
“Oh no. Uh. Okay, Jancy isn’t in the office - she went to talk to a potential client. UH.”
“Can you call her?”
“Potential client! Her bone is on silent.”
“Can you call Grandma?”
York listened patiently as Rosé muttered something about holding and groups and beep boops.
“Grenda Highforge speaking.”
“Grandma, I found an arm.” York said. There was silence on the other end while Rosé thought of how to rephrase.
“...It’s by itself, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. Also Rosé is here. On the bone, not with me. Rosé, I don't know where you are,” York crouched down on the ground to examine the lone arm again.
“Hi, Rosé!”
“Hi. I'm in the office and Jancy isn’t in the office so we don’t know what to do. Can you do your best Jancy for a minute and tell us what to do?”
“Uh! Yeah. Uh. Don’t touch anything!” York nodded; accomplished. “Secure the area?”
York looked around. Still not a soul, as far as he could tell. “Next?”
“Maybe draw a chalk outline?” Grenda suggested.
“I don’t got chalk.”
“Oh, I do! Well, with me.”
Rosé chimed in, “Grandma, I’m heading over there. Let’s all meet up.” York nodded again, unseen.
“Good idea! Where should I go?” There was a sudden silence on the other end. Rosé stopped in her tracks.
“Uh. Yeah. Uh, what do you see nearby, York?”
York listed them the landmarks nearby. The city folks insistence on naming all the places they go instead of just going was still weird to him. Then again, Northern Tribe orcs didn’t tend to plan to go places together so much as just run into each other sometimes.
The other two tell him to stay on the iBone, maybe look for a blood trail.
“Ain’t no blood.”
“What.” Grenda said.
“Don’t like that.” Rosé said. York peered closer.
“Actually, I don’t think this thing ever had blood to begin with.” He held it up triumphantly. “Yeah! It’s metal! It’s a metal arm!”
“What like a prosthetic? Or a mannequin?”
“Or a crash test dummy?” Rosé added.
“A prosthetic?” York said derisively.
“A prosthetic is a replacement limb!” Grandma told him helpfully. A dog yipped in the background.
“I know what a prosthetic is! But this ain’t no prosthetic. It doesn’t even have spikes.”
“Northern Tribes do prosthetics differently, eh, buddy?” Rosé said.
York turned the arm over in his hand. “Yeah! You just stick a weapon in there! Whose gonna make a whole fake arm to put on your arm when you can stick an ax in there?” He looked at the arm again. “Oh, shit.”
“What?” Rosé asked
“Even for a leg?” Grenda said at the same time.
“Uh, no, hammer’s best if you lose a leg.” York said distractedly, putting the arm on the ground gingerly. “Swords and axes’ll just stick in the ground.” He pushed the palm a little, then pulled it back again.
“What if you just lost the front of your foot, could you get a dagger and do sick kick flip stabby stabs?”
“Yeah. Classic.” York muttered.
“I’m here!” Rosé said and York stood up sharply. She looked at him, then the arm. She raised an eyebrow. York stared.
“Ooh, in stereo! I’ll be there soon. Plus, I have a client! Maybe she can do a little sniffing?”
Rosé, Grenda, and York stared down at the hand together. A dog panted happily nearby, tied tightly to a stake. A little bowl of water glittered. “So, no blood. No body.” Rosé said. “Does that mean this is a lost item, not a murder?”
“It could still be a missing person!” Grenda said helpfully. “You never know.”
“It’s definitely a prosthetic, though? Even though it’s not a weapon?” York asked.
“I mean, I could knock someone out with that.” Rosé said. “Not that I would, because I am a good girl.”
Grenda nodded. “See the bits here? I think it’s so the arm can move. And the fingers have grippies for... gripping. And up at the end it’s kind of softer? To stick to the person. Not a mannequin, Probably a prosthetic. Definitely missing! I bet someone wants this back.” Grenada beamed up at their friends.
Rosé hummed softly, and stroked her chin. “The rules are different for a missing belonging...” York nodded, Grenda smiled. “So... what if we hunted down the owner and returned the arm?”
“And fined ‘em for littering.”
“Wouldn’t Jancy be proud of us?”
“So proud.” Grenda said.
“So proud.” York agreed.
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Oh my God the start of Neil's episode is so jarring and intense! Also I have no idea what he is saying or what it means. 😂
Neil and Nara are cute l, in that way that two people who are a little weird and on another wavelength together, but I also feel like she's making him a drug addict and I don't like that.
Joubaierre(??? I swear these fucking names!) is so intense and a fanboy 😂 kind of adorable.
Also I googled that a flight from the US to Baghdad is like 14 hours. How do they deal with that? Like I'm assuming private planes? Because it would jarring to basically having a corpse amext to you and trusting that no one pulls the little curtain open.
This conversation about time is just insanity. 😂
Kind of feels like Neil is being used, I don't like that. Being used by someone you call your beloved is not good.
"Have a vision, do it!" 😂 if only it was that easy.
So we know what the herald is exactly in this context? Let me rephrase: I do not know what the herald is in this context and why it's important.
Urshulgi?? Now you're just fucking with me.
Nooo initiative
So often Neil does something weird and I'm judt like idk probably weird malkavian shit, but it is actually a smart tactical move. See: him taking ash to make someone in obfuscate visible.
Okay Joubaierre is kind of hilarious in a weird way. 'why would you need to swim, what are we gonna do breathe out way out of this?'
Oopsie Nara is torpored/dead by a black goo knife. Black goo is never good.
Okay I am going to confess something, I kind of like to when Neil is in anguish. Not in a sadistic way but it always really touches me. Like when his haven was shot and he was just crying that was so good!
Joubaillere? I super get that you are frenzying because you lost your life's work right now. But also, dude, if you hadn't tried being fancy and had just used either a pencil or ballpoint pen we wouldn't have this issue. Then definitely part would have been recoverable easy peasy.
Neil wants to come home and I want him home. 😭 We need a Neil/Wynn hug stat!
I wonder if the others listened to each other's episodes before starting the new season.
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travlersjoy444 · 1 year
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"No."
2012 Leo x reader
Angsty ending to I've Been Tired and 'My Brother's an Idiot' Blues
Happy ending version: "Yes."
Chapter Summary: You reject Leo's offer to be friends again.
Sequel is here: No pt.2
***
  You sighed, fidgeting with your hands. Leo…Leo was your best friend. But his mind was elsewhere. And regardless of what he’d done wrong, you didn’t want to hold him back from what he actually wanted.
  And on top of that, you were pretty sure you couldn’t handle another rejection. Maybe it was selfish, but you wanted to be…you know, number one. The way Leo was for you. And honestly? It kinda hurt that you weren’t that for him.
  Maybe you needed some time away, and maybe you felt guilty for that. But…you were tired of having your feelings hurt, and tired of being rejected in favor of his flights of fancy.
  You took a deep breath, coming to a decision. 
  “Lee…I love ya. Seriously. You’re my best friend.” You said, and for a moment, he perked up. You winced, and continued. “But…Maybe we should take a break for a bit, y’know?”
  His hands trembled. He looked shattered, like the light behind his eyes had gone out. And for a moment you wanted to take your words back, to run down the fire escape and give him a hug and whisper that everything was fine…
  But he nodded, despite the glossiness of his eyes, and stared at the ground. “I…Okay. I guess…I guess that’s…fair, (Y/N). I’m…I’m so so sorry.”
  You felt your grip tighten around the railing of the fire escape, and you slammed your eyes shut so you wouldn’t have to see the heartbroken look in his eyes. “Yeah. Me too.”
  “...Yeah.” He said, and his voice cracked.
  You heard the sound of the manhole being shoved open, and then closed again, and when you opened your eyes and peeked through your fingers, he was gone.
  Okay. 
  You took in a final breath of fresh air, and ducked back into your room.
  Weirdly, you felt better.
  Maybe you were a horrible person for that, but it was true. You felt lighter. Freer.
  Things were gonna be okay.
  You still cried though.
***
  Raph was waiting at the bottom of the ladder in the sewers, with Donnie and Mikey at his side.
  “So how’d it go Fearless?” Raph grinned.
  “Is everything okay again? Are you gonna stop bummin’ me out?!” Mikey said excitedly.
  Leo stared at the ground and tugged at his wrist wrappings.  
  “Oooh.” Donnie cringed, picking up on Leo’s body language. “Do you want us to leave you alone, Leo?” 
  “Wait, so what happened?” Mikey frowned.
  “Shh, give him some space.” Donnie hissed.
  Leo sighed and wrapped his arms around himself. “Raph, you’re leading patrol today. I’m…I’m gonna take a break.” He said as authoritatively as he could muster.
  “So…it was a no.” Raph realized, and despite being fully aware, Leo still felt himself die inside a bit more at hearing it said out loud. He scowled.
  “Yeah, it was that! So you guys can…can stop asking, okay?!” Leo snapped, but at the look of shock in their faces, he deflated. “Look, I’m…I’m sorry, guys- uh guys and Donnie- I just-”
  Donnie stepped forwards and patted Leo’s shoulder. “It’s okay, Leo. We…” They glanced back at the other two who stared blankly, and rephrased. “Well, I get it. We’ll leave you alone if you want that, I’m sure Raph can handle being the leader for a day-”
  Raph coughed something that sounded like ‘Oh please no’, and Donnie gave him a hard glare.
  “Ugh…yeah sure I can, Fearless. So long as Snakeweed doesn’t show up.” He said finally, although he looked pissed despite the words.
  But Leo had already vanished down the corridor.
  He didn’t think he could have sat there any longer, listening to his siblings talk…and for the second time in the past twenty-four hours, he found his eyes watering out of control.
  He wiped the tears from his face as he ran into the lair, but they kept coming.
  He’d messed up so much, and now he’d lost you. Maybe forever.
  He slammed the door to his room open and slumped onto the bed.
  He wished he’d never met Karai. He wished he’d been a better friend. But it was too late now…
  Leo wrapped his arms around himself and let out a choked sob. He was so stupid. Maybe it was a good thing you’d left him…after all, he was clearly not good enough to be your friend, much less your boyfriend. He was dumb for even hoping you’d ever like him, regardless of what Raph said.
  Raph was wrong, he thought, rubbing his eyes on his knee pads. You didn’t like him…why would you?!
  After all, he was more than just a weird looking sewer freak: He was a weird looking sewer freak who’d hurt you again and again just to keep himself from getting hurt.
  (You’re an insecure teenager, Leonardo, said a voice in his head that sounded like Master Splinter. Of course you’ve made a mistake, it’s part of growing up- Leo shook his head and ignored the voice, choosing instead to let loose a rampant pile of insults on himself.) (Stupid, stupid, incompetent leader. Dumb turtle. Bad friend. Dishonorable sad loser who’s feeling sorry for himself again…) 
  He tried really hard not to cry, but it was far too late for that, seeing as everything in his general vicinity was soaked with salty tears.
  He sighed and took a deep breath. It was okay, things were gonna be okay. You’d said you wanted a break, not that you wanted him dead, so that meant he might just get to see you again someday, right? 
  Someday when he would be older, wiser, and maybe a bit taller if he was lucky, and then he could take you out to the forest under a starry sky and say ‘I am so so sorry, (Y/N). I love you and I wish we could be friends again.’ and you’d say ‘Wow Leonardo! You’ve grown and changed so much- you’re way more like Captain Ryan than you are like that dumb idiot kid I had to deal with all those years ago- I can’t say I love you yet because you’re so different that I barely know you, but I’d love to get to know you! You wanna get boba tea or something?’ and he’d say ‘Heck yeah’ and then you’d finally be friends again and everything would be perfect and he’d never be so stupid ever again-
  …But that was just a daydream. In reality, it was far more likely that in the future he’d still be…A: a stupid kid. B: 5’1. Maybe 5’2 if he was lucky. C: a scary sewer freak that you were only ever friends with because you were so kind that you didn’t mind his quirks.
  In reality it’d probably go more along the lines of ‘Hey (Y/N), I miss you.’ And then you’d say ‘Seriously? You’re still not over that? Damn you’re an even bigger loser than I thought. Also I’m dating this hot human boy who looks more like Captain Ryan than you’ll ever get to look.’ And then you’d show him a picture of your hot new boyfriend and Leo would inevitably end up with a hate-crush on him because you had awesome taste in everything and your taste in guys was no exception…which is exactly why he knew you would never ever date him.
  Which was fine. Leo understood. But he didn’t know what he’d do without having you as a friend…but Leo also wasn’t an asshole. He might miss you, but you didn’t wanna see him, and he sure as heck wasn’t gonna cross that boundary as tempting as it was…
  He swallowed. His train of thought was getting pretty unhinged, he was probably spiralling…he took a deep breath and got up from his bed to get some tea.
  He stirred the matcha powder into his cup and watched it swirl…things would be okay, right?
  Yeah…yeah. He still had Splinter. He still had his siblings. Maybe someday he’d get to have you back, but in the meantime…the sky was clear, the Krang weren’t causing too much trouble, Slash hadn’t killed them yet, he had a tea party with Chloe scheduled…
  Life would go on. 
  It was gonna be okay.
  ***
No pt.2
Author's note: So there's gonna be a happy ending in which you say "Yes" coming out soon, but I'm also very tempted to do a separate happy-ish conclusion to the "No" storyline...do you guys think that would be confusing? Because if it's too contrived I'll just leave it as is, but if you guys want to see a good ending to this chapter, let me know I guess?
Taglist for this mini-series:
@saspas-corner
@beansap
@xyntix
@futuristicpandakidd
@raphies1wife
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emiltism · 2 years
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Love trying to express why I can't do something to my dad (Clean my room) because I'm trying to save my energy (Taking a shower later tonight, I'm psoriatic so cleaning my hair is exhausting), and he just tells me to do it "a little bit at a time" and threatening to take away my internet access.
And then I get frustrated and again try to communicate, him saying that he and mum have to do "everything around here" and that I need to help out, when I barely have the energy to get out of bed and feed myself
me attempting to explain that it was his choice to have kids and that I'm not obligated to help with anything and him saying "Well I'm not obligated to provide internet access or fancy clothes".
I wear the same five shirts all the time.
Me saying that he's come into my space (He'd entered my room to tell me to do this) And him interrupting and saying this isn't my space, and he pays for it.
I try to rephrase and tell him that I mean that this is my safe space. I'm starting to cry at this point because big tall cis man using negative tone of voice and putting down my issues and points is upsetting. He instead interprets this as me "Realizing I'd talked myself into a corner" and saying "I can tell my the look on your face that you know you've screwed yourself over."
as if that's not the most condescending, dismissive shit I've heard all year-and I've had someone tell me to off myself this year, by the way.
He ends it by saying that if "This part of your room isn't clean in an hour, this-" (gestures to my computer) "-stuff is gonna start disappearing." All this time I'm trying to process and understand why he won't just listen- I've been trying for years now to tell him that I have zero energy, and all he ever says is "Well if you go outside more and work out, eat better, etc. You'll have more energy."
That's not what I'm talking about, and therefore not how it works.
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Awaken the World Part 2 (requested by anon) All for Love
Pairing: Wayv Ten (NCT Ten) x Reader
Warnings: Filth, a lot of kissing, masturbation, unprotected sex, a lot of it...
Word count: aprox 6k
*10043567901;1102033149001. PLANET DYVLONY*
The White walk, as they call it on DYVLONY, supposedly should be one of the most beautiful days in a person’s life. That of course depends on if you find someone to spend it together with. Wedding. A wedding ceremony of different kind, that’s what it is.
Today you were supposed to walk the distance hand in hand with Ten, but instead you found yourself knocked out and only later awake in a different place. You know the place though, this is where Detective Ten interrogates his criminals, and right now you had a feeling, you will be tortured the same way.
-You really are something, - a voice spoke but you couldn’t make out a silhouette yet, - I wanted to see you for myself, and I am very disappointed in Ten. His taste is not as I had imagined. Just tell me, how you did it?
You couldn’t speak yet either, so the voice continued.
-Ah, I wish it was me, you know, - she sighed, you understood now, it was a woman, and somehow her voice seemed too familiar. – I too know how to make a man happy, and before you, he was always satisfied. Did he do it to you? Did he tie you up here with these chains while he fucked you raw?
She pointed to the chains coming from the ceiling and laughed, waiting for your reaction.
-Did he cum inside you, or on your face, hun? – she bit her lip, - you know what he loves about woman is the way we beg, how we get on our knees for him. How I would lick the tip and swirl my tongue around his dick, he loved it when I squirted, he would take me on that table after, one dick in my ass while the other worked in my cunt. Ah, remembering it makes me want to sit on his face, and ride his tongue, he ate your pussy, didn’t he? Dirty bitch, you loved it, didn’t you?
You watched her more closely, but still couldn’t place a name to a face. You definitely had not seen her before. She sat on the table, her hands slowly working downward her trousers.
-Ah, Ten-ah, - she slipped her hand in her pants, a moan slipped passed her lips, while she touched herself, closing her eyes, she whispered, - so wet and ready…
Her moans filled the room, the wet squelching noise was there too, she was occupied with her own thoughts, while you tried to make sense out of it all, drifting away many moons ago.
*
-This is different, - Ten spoke behind you, while you ran towards the water at GYPE beach.
-It’s fun, Ten! – you giggled, dragging him along.
-No, - he sighed, - it is not, there is more fun things that I would rather do with you…
You turned around to face him, he had that smile on his face, when he was thinking of something dirty.
-Hey, - you shouted, - I know you, you pervert!
Ten grabbed you by your waist and tickled your sides, while you were down in the sand laughing your head off. His face somehow ended in between your breasts and Ten out of habit did a motor-boat joke, while you playfully smacked him on his head.
-Not here, Ten, we are in public, - you said.
-So what? – he got back at you, - I could take you here, and fuck all the consequences…
In his eyes you could see the truth behind his words. His smile was there again to tease you.
-I might give you something in return for taking me to the beach again, - you said, bartering.
-And what would that be, - he smiled, - remember, it must be so… so good to tempt me enough, yeah?
-Hmm, - you giggled, - how about…
You leaned closer and whispered in his ear.
-I could let you do to me whatever you like.
Ten bit his inner cheek.
-Very tempting, - you saw how his eyes changed, he was a predator, and you were his prey. He devoured you with his eyes, and later he would certainly devour your body, he leaned in to whisper back at you, his hand slightly touching your butt, - how about I play a little…?
You understood the meaning straight away, he fancied trying anal with you, and would slowly move you towards the idea every time you had sex. It started with his fingers playing with your butt, slowly turning into butt plugs, his taste for you was insatiable. Once you even proposed trying strap-on to work on him, which he turned down for “unknown reasons”, and you left it at that, not asking anything else.
-Maybe… - you said and ran towards the water, Ten had confused look on his face but he still chased after you, picking you up, bringing you towards water himself, - nooo, Ten! Not with clothes!!!
His face lit up at your words, and you made a mental note to rephrase all that you say.
-Not like that, Ten, I don’t want our clothing to be soaked, - earning a little pout from him, Ten let you back on your feet.
-Alarm, alarm! – Ten’s phone went off, and he stepped away from you.
-Detective Ten speaking, - on the other side he was greeted with Xiao Dejun from high court.
-Can we speak? – Ten whispered “give me a minute” and walked further away, while you sat down to wait a bit for him.
-Yes, I am listening.
On the other side was heard a sigh, and then a long pause.
-What’s up? – Ten said, - Is it a new case?
Silence.
-You alright over there? – Ten continued talking, - come on, tell me what’s up.  Go on, tell me…
He was really dragging the words out of his friend’s mouth. Xiao on the other end was scrunching up his nose thinking of the best possible way to tell what was on his mind.
-It’s Anna, - he said, - she’s pregnant.
Ten would not believe the words he just heard. His face was dumbfounded, eyebrow arched, lips pursed together.
-I don’t understand, - Ten stated.
-Anna is pregnant with my child…
-What? How? Is it even… like how? – Ten abruptly stopped.
-I know, - Xiao spoke, - it just happened, and I am confused, but we are expecting, and I thought I let you know… I mean, this means you gotta wrap it up, can’t let the ninja in with no gear…
Xiao let in a pause.
-You know, it is ok, she feels fine, we already went to see the doctor, so we are fine, - Ten still couldn’t form a sentence. – it’s a lot to take in, I mean, you are a half-breed, how… uhm, can I ask this?
No answer from Ten’s side of the phone, and Xiao continued.
-Ten? You there? I don’t know, like, I mean, your mom… how did she get pregnant, how did they know?
Ten breathed in, putting his hand against his waist.
-My mom?
-Yeah, you know, with your dad, maybe there is something you have to know… before, like in advance…?
-I have no idea, man, honest… - Ten said, letting the information sink in.
“Was this even possible?” he thought to himself, turning around he saw you by the beach. Your hair was let down your back, the dress you wore reminded him of summertime, he saw children passing by, could you get pregnant?
Ten minutes later you were both in car, driving towards where Ten’s parents live. The trip to the beach was cancelled, but you hoped it was just postponed.
-Ten you look worried, - you said softly, - is everything alright?
He didn’t respond, instead, he jumped out of the car when you stopped at his parents. Like a gentleman he was, he opened the door for you and unbuckled your seat belt, taking you by your hand.
-Hello, wasn’t expecting to see you today? – his father greeted you both by the door.
-Can Y/N get pregnant?
His father was dumbstruck to say the least.
-Excuse me? – his father said.
-Excuse me? – you said the same time as his dad.
His father opened the door wider for you both to walk in.
-Honey, can you come downstairs, we have visitors…
His mom came down the stairs, seeing you and Ten she smiled.
-Do you want me to make anything to eat?
-No, love, come join us, - Ten’s father lead you into living room, where you sat down, you and Ten on one side and his parents on the other.
-Y/N, sweety, how are you doing?
-I am… - you started, - confused…
Ten stared at his father. His mother looked equally confused as you.
-What is going on? I am sure whatever this is, we can talk it through. – she stated.
-Ten it’s not that simple, - Ten’s father spoke.
-But it is possible?
-Me and your mother went through quite a bit to have you, so yes and no, but it is not that simple.
-What is going on, Ten? �� his mother asked.
-Magistrate from high court called me, his human partner is pregnant…
You turned to Ten mouthing “what?”. Ten didn’t respond.
-I suppose the younger generation is different, - his father referred turning to you, - since technology seems to be more up to date, I assume, some things have changed in that department. Me and your mother used DYVLONY females’ hormones as well as perfect timing with her periodical cycle.
-So, it is possible?
His father nodded. Ten looked over at you.
-You are getting pregnant, - “I will stuff you full of my sperm”, didn’t leave his mouth, not to disgust his parents, and then he walked off.  
-What? – you looked at his parents, facepalming yourself on the way, standing up and running after Ten, - TEN!!!
*
-Giselle? – you spoke softly.
She stopped straight away and stared at you.
-How do you know my name? – she took her hand out from her panties, - how the fuck do you know my name?
You were silent. She slapped you. Thank god she hit you with her clean hand.
-You called Ten, I remember your voice, it said on the screen, Giselle is calling, - you stated, and another slap reached you.
-I want him back, - Giselle said, - I WANT HIM!
She shouted straight in your face, grabbing your collar.
-But he doesn’t want you, - another slap on your face. It was the truth, though, Ten had made it clear with her, he had mentioned his partners before to you, not their names, but it made sense now.
Who else would kidnap you on your wedding day, right? But… did she know?
-Listen here you dirty whore, - she literally spat the words out, - I will do whatever it takes to ride his cock again, and no cunt of yours will stop me.
You laughed, receiving another slap.
-Something funny?
-Not really, - you said, - I admire your stupidity.
-Who? Me? Ha, ha, - Giselle straightened herself up, then you realized her height. She was tall and good looking for sure, it was clear, even to you. So why did Ten want you? All the insecurities were coming back, seeping through the pores of your skin.
You watched Giselle walk back to the table, wiping her hands in her shirt.
-Ten used to say, he cannot get enough of my nectar, - she smiled, remembering fond memories of nights with him. Sweating on the same table where she sat on now. She took a remote controller, you remembered it from the last time you were here. – tell me, who are you, and I might let you go, but… if I do, you can never come back here, come back to Ten I mean. You will get out of here and never return, right?
If she would understand that you are a different species, what would happen? She would kill you; she could do whatever just to get back at Ten, and if she let’s you go, is leaving Ten what you truly desire?
NO.
You… you loved Ten, with all your heart. Doesn’t matter that you only realized it now.
-Let us play, - Giselle whispered and pressed a button. Sharp stinging feeling reached your back, tears were flowing down your face, you held back a scream. Pain. So much pain.
*
Mornings with Ten was something else. Tangled together in the bed sheets after sweet love making, or even after a quickie before dinner. He would press kisses to your back, holding you against his own body, holding your hand. How he kissed your lips when you were eye to eye. He would let his fingers through your hair.
-I am serious about the baby, Y/N, - he said.
-Ten, listen, your father said it would be complicated thing to do.
-So what? I would want a baby from you, - he said back, caressing your cheek in sweet manner, your eyes travelled elsewhere. – what is it? Tell me, Y/N, come now, what’s up?
You bit your lip.
-Where I come from, but its not that important, - you lowered your voice to whisper, - I am not saying I want that but... I somehow feel like I…
Ten stared at you. He was trying to encourage you to speak to him, he leaned in to kiss you again.
-We should, - you didn’t look him in the eyes, - we should get married… - you finally managed to say.
Ten didn’t say a word. For his family the wedding happened only a few years after Ten was born. He remembers the day as well, even when he was around five years old. It was a simple ceremony, that included walk from chapel to the engaged couples new home (or the same one where they lived), while wearing white clothing, making wows in front of a priest, and signing some papers.
-You want that? – Ten asked.
-I… - you breathed in, - like I said, we don’t have to.
-But I am asking you if you want that.
You nodded. Somehow it made you feel shy. You were to accept Ten as your future husband, father of your children, if you would be blessed, a partner for life.
-Yeah, let’s do that, - Ten finally said.
-You are serious? – you looked at him with that “spark” in your eyes, that Ten had noticed you have when being excited for something. He nodded, leaning in to kiss your lips again. – hmm, are you saying that because you want a baby…? - you teased him.
-I want to fill you up so badly, you have no idea, - he said.
-I am pretty sure I have a clue by now, - you giggled.
-Are you sore? – he asked when getting up.
-Mmmh, - you nodded. All of the sudden you were on your back, with your legs spread opened. -Ten what are you…?
His lips kissed your inner thighs, you were trying not to cringe. Only after Ten licked up a strip between your folds, you breathed in sharply, your body was still sensitive from previous orgasms. Ten licked up everything, your essence with his cum, diving his tongue inside of your walls from time to time, to gather more of whatever he could get.
-I have an obsession, - he spoke softly. You looked up, propping yourself on your elbows. – I don’t know why, but I love seeing how my sperm drips out from you, I don’t know why… it turns me on so much, - with that he dove back in while you moaned out loud. Ten held your hips down to stop you from moving.
-I want your belly swollen with my child, Y/N, - his lips attacked your clit again, circular motion yet again bringing your body pleasurable pain and stinging. One finger eased itself inside you, your pussy clutching around it, while he massaged the spongy spot on your vaginal walls, with more and more motions with his finger, you were getting closer bit by bit. You could almost taste the mind-blowing feeling.
Ten added another finger, and another, now lost in making you come, moving his hands faster, latching on your abused bundle of nerves, sucking, till you swallowed your moans and came with a force so strong, it knocked the air out of your lungs. He thrusted more of his fingers while riding out your orgasm, when you started to open your eyes again, he was looming over you.
-Just like this, - he whispered kissing you. You could taste yourself on his lips. – I am ready to have family with you.
*
-Nnngghghhghhg, - you were holding it in, you needed to hold on, Ten probably was on his way to finding you, you just had to hold on a bit longer, he was a detective after all.
-Scream, bitch, - Giselle laughed over your pained expressions.
At that, the doors on your right opened, Detective Ten running in full S.W.A.T gear on him, gun in his hand. He was accompanied with other officers and a … priest?!
-Drop the remote and stand away from the girl, - Ten announced in a low voice.
-I don’t want to, you know, - Giselle poked her tongue in her cheek, - this bitch needs to die first.
She grabbed a hold of your throat choking you, pushing you more onto the needles in your back. Ten was acting fast, and soon Giselle was knocked down on her belly, her face pressed at the floor. Ten turned around to let his partner tie Giselle up, while he helped you. Once of the chair, you were taken to his car, soon in the hospital, Ten’s father by your side in the emergency room.
-She will be alright, you know, - his police partner said, Ten was pulling on his hair, pushing his fingers through them from nervousness.
After a couple of hours, Ten was greeted by his dad, who came to see him.
-She is ok, Ten, she just needs some rest, she got scared more than she got hurt, she is tough you know, - he leaned in, whispering, - humans tend to be like that…
His father put his hand on Ten’s shoulder, tapping on it lightly, unexpectedly, Ten’s hands reached around his father’s shoulders in a hug. He was crying. His father didn’t say anything, he let his son cry.
From the corner of Ten’s eyes, he spotted the priest. The priest who was supposed to lead the ceremony of White. Ten stepped away from his father, wiping his tears away.
-Sorry, - he apologized, priest came closer.
-I am sorry to disturb, - he smiled and walked closer, - I am sure you are quite shook at this time, but we should arrange another time for your ceremony, if you could take a look. We are busy at this time of year, so, it would be better to know… even approximate date will do.
-Thank you, pastor Kun, yes, let’s re-arrange.
They sat down on the chairs not too far away, Kun passed Ten paperwork, which he signed, sighing.
-About the date, I don’t know, really, - he whispered, - maybe in two weeks?
-Alright, - Kun said smiling, - I will write you down for Thursday in two weeks, if by any chance something changes, let me know, yeah?
Ten nodded, pastor Kun got up and walked away. Ten noticed a red strike on Kun’s neck, not too red to be a fresh scratch, but something else.
“What could that be?”
Later on, the nurses were trying to keep Ten out from your room, long story short- they failed. Ten was by your bed, holding your hand, kissing it, waiting for you to wake up.
-I’m ok, you know, - you whispered, and Ten got up.
-Do you need anything? – he asked, you nodded a “no”.
-Really Ten, I am doing good, the doctor says so, you can go home…
-No, - was his answer, short and simple.
-Give me a kiss? – you asked, and he replied with a simple smooch over your lips. – that’s not a kiss, Ten, - you laughed, encouraging him, pulling him closer to you. Your lips touched, and you deepened the kiss when Ten wanted to pull away.
-I am truly sorry for what she did to you Y/N, - Ten said between the kisses, - I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.
-I know, - you simply stated, - do not worry that much.
Ten sat back down on the chair. He looked lost.
-That bad huh, - you whispered.
-You don’t know how much I love you, - he stated, - I fucking love you so much, I cannot imagine my life without you in it, - Ten sighed, - I love you, Y/N.
-I love you too, - his lips crashed on yours again, - now go home and get some rest.
-Will do, - you could see the struggle, he didn’t want to leave you, but you mouthed a “good night” and he finally slipped through the door.
*
-I do.
-I do, - a quiet giggle left your lips after saying your wows.
-I pronounce you husband and wife, you can kiss your beloved now, - pastor Kun said, and Ten leaned in to capture your lips in a kiss that really sealed your marriage.
You started your walk then. Hand in hand, while looking at each other from time to time. Ten was smiling, and you were happy, some moments he let go of your hand just to hold you by your waist, or grab on your bottom, biting his lip in the process.
You took his hand in yours again and continued your walk.
DYVLONY people you met, greeted you with smiles on their faces and congratulations were in order, some kids even treated you with candies. Tens’ mom and dad disappeared after a couple of minutes and you walked alone.
Giselle was quiet in a prison cell, she heard that you were meant to marry Ten, her hate was a venom, but she realized the truth, which was indeed what you told her – Ten does not want you. She had to swallow that and move on.
Behind you, a bit further down, Xiao Dejun was walking hand in hand with Anna. Her baby bump was now visible, and Xiao’s hands kept massaging her belly with his other hand, he was wearing a smile that would not fade away.
It felt right at that moment.
Everything was where it should be.
Your walk was ending, a couple more minutes and you would reach your home. Ten squeezed your hand a bit tighter, taking it up to his mouth, kissing your knuckles. Him wearing white was a sin. You were ready to jump the guy once the house was reached.
Ten unlocked the doors, stepping in first, closing the door behind you both, leading you up to your shared bedroom. Once sat down, you made your way to sit on his lap.
-What’s going on now? – Ten asked surprised.
-Hmm, I was thinking, - you started.
-About what?
You were formulating a good answer, before kissing his lips, your hands around his neck.
-Fuck me Ten, - you spoke loudly, ready for everything, - I want your baby.
-What?
-Take me like you wanted to all this time, when you first wanted to impregnate me, - your voice was bold, you were sure of this.
-Fine, but there is no opting out now, do you understand, we are now married, so really you are mine…? – you nodded, Ten was serious, (behind of his serious face was actually a massive dork, who really wanted to fill you up).
-Yes, I am yours, but you are also mine, - you stated and kissed him again.
-Alright, - Ten whispered, - take off all your clothes, there won’t be a slow build up, I will give you all, and you will lie on your back and take it…
-What if I really want to ride you? – you said pouting.
-Nope, not today, - he said, - I have gathered a lot of information on this, so I tend to impregnate you, that’s my aim today, so don’t make me wait.
Somehow it made you hot, the heat creeping up your face. He reached to open the drawer, taking out butt plug and lubricant. You were stripping slowly on purpose and Ten clicked his tongue.
-No, - he said, - no teasing, faster, naked on the bed, legs spread opened.
As much as you would have loved to drag it even more, the staring Ten gave you, made you undress as a secretary – fast and effective. On the bed, you could not open your legs, Ten took off his trousers, looking back at you.
-Legs opened, - he said, when you shied away, he got on the bed, grabbed your legs, dragging you down, till you were on your back, your head on the pillows, his hands on your knees, opening your legs, you couldn’t even say a “whoop” from the unexpected surprise. Without any hesitation, his lips went straight for your core, tongue delving right inside your tight hole. Out of reflex your legs wanted to close, but Ten’s grip stopped you from doing so. He only stopped to lick up your pussy lips, latch on your clitoris, getting you worked up quickly.
He stopped, sitting back on his heels, taking the butt plug, lubricating it.
-Lift yourself up a bit, - he ordered, his two fingers now covered in lube, prodding at your ass hole. When you lifted yourself up, he eased a butt plug inside your ass without any stopping, you choked on a moan, and Ten let you back down. He was watching you, starting from your eyes to your lips, lower to your boobs, as his both hands worked on his cocks.
-You wanna be a good girl? – he offered, you slowly nodded, - touch your nipples for me, massage your breasts, imagine me doing that to you and do it.
To lead him on, you playfully bit your lip, your palms touching your breasts, Ten swallowed, he wanted to eat you whole, your breathing got a bit more rushed, he himself was struggling not to attack you like a man starved.
-You make me crazy, - Ten bit his lip, he was hard now, both dicks ready to enter you, to fuck you into oblivion. Only then you noticed a cock ring and some object you had never seen before.
You watched him place a cock ring on the thickest of his counterparts, and carefully placing a rubbery object (looked like a thinner version of pencil) inside his urethra.
-What is that? – you asked, Ten scrunched up his nose enjoying the feeling.
-It is called a urethral vibrator, I am using it to post pone my ejaculation, because today you are getting what you bargained for… - he leaned in, making space between your legs, kissing your stomach first, then going higher, enjoying how responsive you were to his touch. Attacking your breasts with his lips and hands, your moans led him on even more. Twisting one of your nipples between his fingers earned a yelp from you, as you tried to suppress the feeling of screaming out loud.
-I thought you said there will be no slow build up, - you giggled, a kiss on your lips stopped you from teasing Ten, turning this into serious matter. Kiss was passionate, his tongue exploring your mouth, his lower body rutting against yours. Tens’ hand reached down, aligning his cock with your entrance as he pushed in, you both holding your breaths until he was settled snug inside of you.
-Ahhh, - you moaned, Ten slowly starting up a rhythm, your legs wrapping around his hips. Ten was kissing your neck, moaning in your ear, licking up your chin before entering your mouth with his tongue first. It was filthy, but at this moment, you couldn’t care less.
With Ten by your side, having a child, bringing him/her into this world did not seem like a bad idea, your biological clock was ticking after all, and you loved Ten, the walk of White proved that, not only to you yourself, but to other people living on this planet.
Push after a push, Ten’s cock head repeatedly hit your cervix, with each thrust your body arching from the bed, whimpers leaving your lips. Your hands were roaming his back, your walls clenching down on his dick, sucking him in deeper.
-Ah, I love it when you do that, - Ten moaned out, he changed your position, your legs were now pressed against his shoulders, - cannot let nothing to spill, - he inclined.
This angle allowed him to reach deeper spots within you, that had you crying out like never before, Ten felt his own climax building up, but he intended to make you come first. His hand reached for his other cock, tapping it on your clitoris, then returning back to the rhythmic thrusting, his other counterpart brushing past your clit.
Your core was tightening, it was getting harder for Ten to move, and you climaxed moaning out Ten’s name. your body sending you in a frenzy of aftershocks, core clenching feverously around Ten’s member. His lips found yours as he continued, finally spilling his seed in your body, white, hot fluid filled you up, but Ten didn’t stop, instead he made sure his other cock had enough friction, before he would put it to work.
Your senses were overwhelmed, you nearly missed that Ten’s hand grabbed a hold of yours, gathering the slick from your entrance, to provide his other cock with it generously, then putting your hand around it, fisting his cock, setting in a pleasant movement. His other cock was still providing you with overstimulation inside of you, your moans mixed with Ten’s grunting was all you heard, felt like it even echoed in your head.
-I’m close, - he stated, stopping your hand, he removed the ring and took out the urethral vibrator, swapping over his dicks. The thicker one was now being pushed inside you, your body instinctively moved back, but Ten held you, pushing you back onto him. Your head fell back, your body twisting, your legs were against his shoulders again, and soon Ten was coming, coaxing another orgasm from you, your walls were pulsating, pushing Ten out together with the mixed liquids. Ten quickly grabbed a pillow from behind, putting it under your but, your legs back in the air.
-Cannot waste any, - he said, still catching his breath. He found your lips again. – how do you feel?
-Tired, - you whispered, - you made me very tired, - you laughed.
-Ha, - he laughed back, - this is nothing, we going to do this every day now…
The look on your face dropped.
-Every day?
-Every day, 24/7, 24 hours daily, - he warned kissing you again, - you know what it means now…
-Mmh? – you questioned, he got down to be eye level with your core, seeing how your juices were dripping, he was fast to lick them up, kissing his way up, your stomach, kissing it for a longer time, then going up to your breasts and to your lips again.
-I know you are pregnant…- he said, and you bit your lip. – you have been since before Giselle took you.
You bit the inside of your cheek.
-How did you know? – you asked.
-If it wouldn’t be for you being so tight down there, I would have no clue, but really my father told me when you were in hospital.
-What?
-Yes, so I know, - he whispered.
-Are you happy? – you asked.
Ten nodded and kissed you again.
-But that does not mean I won’t do what I promised, Y/N, twenty-four seven in this bed, - his body crushed yours, your legs wrapping around him, his head a top of your breasts. – thank you.
-For what?
-For giving me all of you…
-All for love Ten, - you whispered, your hand touching his hair in peaceful manner.
-All for love…
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numptypylon · 3 years
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Some child ruler mild angst, but also Aanya friendship today! The last two days will be super fluffy, I swear! The absolute fluffiest AU fanart you can imagine! There will be balance!
This is a rewritten to be a oneshot section from my season 4 fanfic, Down to Earth chapter 4.6: Swiftly Past, so takes place 18 months after season 3 ends.
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Ezran looked out over the courtyard, the whole world down there that he… wasn’t quite part of. At least the snow didn’t care he was king, and fell on him all the same.
“The New Year’s Gala went pretty well, right?” Ezran asked, turning to look at Aanya instead from his perch on the railing of his balcony.
It had gone well, but for some reason, the first day of the new year came with some annoying lingering grumpiness. He hated being grumpy. And Aanya was here, and his brother was here. And the weather was even nice, big scattered snowflakes drifting down. Bait was not even grumpy. At least relatively speaking. Bait was always a little grumpy. But he was enjoying catching the snowflakes, and the grumbling was almost happy glowtoad noises. It was good! So why didn’t it feel good?
The awful things people had said last night was nothing they didn’t expect. It was how the world was.
Callum could ignore it, but he had to listen.
“Very well. The delegates liked your brother’s fireworks very much.” Aanya smirked at him, like she knew something he didn’t. She usually did, to be fair. “He did have the more fun task.”
“It won’t be fun for him once the other rulers get here. Or for us. But it’s worse for Callum, he hates that mingling-and-greeting-strangers stuff. It made him really upset sometimes, when we were younger.”
“No.” She still had that knowing look. “But he gets to fly off, afterwards. Frolic in Xadian meadows. That was what you were thinking. Right?”
“Yes.” Ezran admitted. Sometimes Big Feelings were ugly, but it usually helped to say them out loud. “I’m jealous of my brother sometimes. That he gets to see the world. And how he gets to see the world. It’s beautiful and I want it. I know I probably shouldn’t. The world isn’t like it is in Callum’s head, and I should be… more adult. Not thinking about adopting adoraburrs.”
“Cynicism is not a virtue for a ruler, Ezran. Merely a common trait of one. It makes it easier, but not everything should be.”
“Uh, sorry Aanya. You’re gonna have to rephrase that for me in dumb-dumb.” He laughed. He had learned a lot of new words since he became king, but Aanya was still way ahead.
She smiled, kind like she was beneath the fancy words. “I mean that the way your brother thinks about the world… It might sound out of touch with the world you have to deal with, but it is a gift. He will help you keep your dream alive when it is hard for you to hold on to it. It is a good dream. It may not exist yet, but it never can unless we believe in it.”
It was hard to believe, when you hardly ever got to see the good things. When you were stuck up here, way above the really good things, like the smell of the jellytarts just finished baking barely reaching them, wafting up from the courtyard. Like the grass and trees and adoraburrs.
There were occasional upwinds today, gusts from below ruffling his hair and carrying snowflakes back up. And then movement, so fast it was barely a flicker in the air. Ezran smiled, despite his mood. There were good things up here too. And he had scolded Callum for pining for what he couldn’t have right now, just yesterday. This just wouldn’t do. A change of subject to something lighter was in order. And winter swifts were barely over an ounce.
“Look!” Ezran said, pointing. The swift swooped up along the wall, rising vertically, lightning fast and graceful in the air. “If you hold out your hand, I can make it come. But swifts don’t want to land on the ground, so you have the hold your hand out like a wall.” He demonstrated, holding his hand out vertically. Aanya followed suit, and the little bird landed, clinging to the tips of her fingers with tiny claws, tiny weak feet. “They have really small feet, see? And they’re not strong at all. They’re meant for flying. Only flying. They’re not sad they can’t walk. But I am, sometimes. Because it’s how I feel, too.”
“Yes. It does feel like that, sometimes. That we are but one thing. Rulers. I would like to be more, sometimes, too. Or something else.”
“Me too. I’d like to be a baker. Or a farmer. Or a farmer-baker. And I’d like to explore. Walk on the earth.”
Like the swift though, he couldn’t.
A total waste of nice legs.
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Scathach/Shamir Supports C-S
They’re done! Sadly I didn’t pick fitting music this time because I’m not sure how 3H support music works the way I know with Fates, so I might edit that in later.
C support:
[Location: Training grounds]
Scathach: Not bad back there, Shamir. Really had me cornered for a while.
Shamir: And yourself. Nice to fight someone who doesn’t fight like your average Fodlan soldier.
Scathach: (laughs) Well, I guess you could say that. No wonder you’re the best to train with, you get it.
Shamir: I have to say, it’s nice having someone around that isn’t like the other knights. I can only handle hearing so much about Seiros or the goddess.
Scathach: I see we’re in agreement, then. We have a lot in common, you and I. Maybe we’ll have to train together more often.
Shamir: Heh, maybe so.
Scathach: But for right now, why don’t we go eat something? It’s getting late, and we don’t want to miss our chance.
Shamir: Awfully forward of you. I’m surprised you’d want to fraternize like this.
Scathach: We’re in the same situation, right? Might as well start getting cozy. We should have each other’s backs and all.
Shamir: I guess you’re right. Fine, then. I’ll go with you.
Scathach: So it’s settled. A good meal after a good training session. I’m sure we’ll have plenty to talk about.
[Shamir and Scathach have achieved support rank C!]
B support:
[Location: forested area outside Garreg Mach]
Scathach: Fancy seeing you out here.
Shamir: You’re out for a walk too, huh?
Scathach: Looks like we’re thinking alike, again. Mind if I join you?
Shamir: Go ahead.
Scathach: You know, there’s something I’ve always wondered about you-
Shamir: Let me guess, about my homeland?
Scathach: Indeed. I can’t remember you ever telling me anything about it.
Shamir: Strange that you’d ask. I don’t think you’ve mentioned yours either. I haven’t even been able to tell which kingdom you’re from.
Scathach: We both have our secrets. If you’ll tell me a little about where you’re from, I’ll share some of mine.
Shamir: Trading secrets, huh? Not something I’ve ever been asked to do. Alright, then, where are you from, and how have I not been able to find anything on you?
Scathach: I was born in Arianrhod, in the Kingdom. I had to leave on… less than positive terms. Changed my name and left everything I knew behind. Have been working as a mercenary since. And that’s all you need. Now, about your end of this agreement?
Shamir: I was born in Dagda. And there’s nothing else to say about that.
Scathach: Ah, stubborn, I see. Still, a deal’s a deal. I have a feeling this won’t be the last bit of soul sharing we do.
Shamir: Heh, I wouldn’t mind that.
[Shamir and Scathach have achieved support rank B!]
A support:
[Locked until after the “time skip” in any route]
[Location: outside Garreg Mach]
Scathach: That last battle… that was close. Too close.
Shamir: What were you thinking? That brigand was going to kill you if I hadn’t done anything.
Scathach: Ah, I’m sure I could have taken him. Still, it was closer than I would have liked.
Shamir: Weren’t you watching your back? (sigh) I know you’re better than this.
Scathach: Alright, alright, I get it. Any more and I’d think you were worried about me.
Shamir: Scathach, I WAS worried. I can’t let you die on me.
Scathach: Heh. Ah ha ha ha.
Shamir: What? What’s so funny-
Scathach: Ah ha ha, I never expected you to be so concerned with me. It’s not a bad feeling.
Shamir: (blushing) What, is me worrying about you funny?
Scathach: No, no, I just didn’t know you cared so much. I didn’t think you wanted any attachments.
Shamir: (still blushing) I’m not heartless. I can’t let a partner die.
Scathach: A partner, huh. I guess you really are my partner. Thank you for having my back. I’ll be sure to return the favor.
Shamir: I’ll strive to not need that. But I won’t let you down.
[Shamir and Scathach have achieved support rank A!]
A+ support:
[Location: outside Garreg Mach, at night]
Shamir: Something on your mind?
Scathach: Ah, Shamir. I knew you were around here somewhere. You’re right, though, I was wondering something.
Shamir: Tell me this isn’t about Dagda again.
Scathach: Actually, it’s about the other day. You really didn’t have to save me.
Shamir: But I-
Scathach: Let me rephrase - you didn’t have to care about me. I know you say you don’t want attachments. Why not let me fend for myself and not bat an eye?
Shamir: That’s what you’ve been thinking about?
Scathach: Mmhmm. I just had to know.
Shamir: I didn’t actually know at the time. But something you said just got into my head. You’re right that we’re a lot alike. Maybe I’ll regret this, but I don’t mind having you around to watch my back.
Scathach: In truth, I’ve seen you as a friend since the start. And I’ll gladly watch your back if you watch mine.
Shamir: I’d like that… friend.
Scathach: Hopefully I will keep you from ever regretting it. Let’s walk back together, shall we?
[Shamir and Scathach have achieved support rank A+!]
S support:
[Locked until after completion of the final map of any route]
[Location: Goddess Tower]
Scathach: Shamir, what’s going on? You ran off as soon as the battle ended. And what are you doing here?
Shamir: Sorry. I had something I needed to think about, alone. But I’m ready now.
Scathach: Ready? For what?
Shamir: (deep breath) I want you to take this.
[Commoner ring on screen]
Scathach: This? What for?
Shamir: You know what this means, don’t you? If you take this ring? I know Fodlan has this tradition too.
Scathach: Shamir… you mean marriage, don’t you?
Shamir: Yes. Or something like it, at least. Listen to me, I don’t care what it entails, I just want you to stay by my side now that this is all over.
Scathach: I never thought you’d feel the same as I did.
Shamir: So you do feel the same. Good. Take this ring. We have a lot to do.
Scathach: I love you, Shamir. It feels so good to finally say it.
Shamir: (blushing) I love you, too. Never make me say something that sentimental again.
Scathach: (laughs) Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to be sappy when we’re spending our lives together.
[Shamir and Scathach have achieved support rank S!]
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agnesmontague · 4 years
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suddenly had a very vivid mental image out of the blue of georgie stopping jon mid-rant by putting a hand up and going “jon. do you fancy him?”
and jon, who was cut short right in the middle of the word “jumper”, chokes directly on it and cannot speak for a good 10 seconds, floundering and turning three shades of red before georgie takes pity on him
“let me rephrase that. how do you feel about him?”
he doesn’t answer that right away either, turning away with a waspish “what do you think?” 
“well, i think you should call him up. text him, even, if it’s so hard for you to say it out loud, but at least ask him on a date?”
“the world might be about to end, georgie,” he snaps, “i haven’t seen him properly in weeks, neither of us have the time-”
“and you think i have the time to sit here and listen to you go on about him for another ten minutes?” she says it fondly, without any bite, but he glares sulkily at her anyway. “come on, jon. aren’t you at least friends with him? you don’t think he deserves to know?”
“if anything, he deserves not to know,” jon says, very quietly. “there couldn’t be a worse time, and that’s if he- if he feels the same...”
the admiral jumps into his lap then, and purrs contently as he curls up. georgie looks at jon for a moment, watches him smile distractedly about something that isn’t just the cat. “and suppose that he does?”
“if he does,” jon says pointedly, not meeting her eyes, “this is still an absolutely terrible time to start anything, and technically i’m still his boss, so it’s all more than a bit skeevy on all fronts. besides,” he continues, voice going soft, “i don’t- i don’t think- we probably won’t be very good for each other.”
“how do you know that?”
he looks up briefly, looking dazed. “i’m just-” he drops his gaze back onto the admiral, now asleep in his lap, “i mean, i don’t know that, but given our track record, i...” he trails off. there’s a beat before he sighs, weary, and goes, “i haven’t even been a very good boss to him.”
“you were probably a shit boss,” she agrees, “but that doesn’t mean you’d be a bad boyfriend, necessarily.”
he flinches hard at the word boyfriend, then appears to compose himself. “funny hearing that from you, of all people.”
she shrugs. “again, you being less than a model boyfriend in uni doesn’t necessarily translate to you being a bad one now. if anything he doesn’t seem to be as willing to call you out on your bullshit, so maybe you’ll fight a bit less.” 
this does not seem to encourage him. “and then one day he’ll get tired of trying to get through to me and just break up.”
“come on, jon-”
“i’m not going to lose him, georgie,” he says with sudden fire, eyes blazing. “he’s one of- one of the very few friends i still have left. someone i can still call that. and if he doesn’t feel the same way about me then that’s him gone even sooner, and then...” his voice breaks. “then where would i be?”
georgie sighs, gives up. “i’m just saying, jon, you should at least talk to him again? if nothing else, i feel like it would kill both of us if you didn’t.”
he rolls his eyes, though he promises, “i will.” 
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silence-burns · 4 years
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Please Hate Me //part 19
Fandom: Marvel 
Summary: Based on "Imagine having a love/hate relationship with Loki." by @thefandomimagine​
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Even when the world was falling apart around you, you could always count on the Stark Tower's kitchen. The relationship between you was… difficult, to put it matter-of-factly, but it would never betray you. It would never abandon you. Even in the darkest hour, it had your back and provided you with all the support you needed. 
"You have a very stupid look on your face," Loki observed with polite interest. "Not that it is a rare occurrence."
You took your dreamy stare off the chips before handing them to Loki. You dug farther into the secret stash under the counter. 
"You'll understand in a few minutes." 
"I don't want to eat. This, whatever it is, doesn't even look edible." 
"Oh, honey, you're in for a wild ride. Wait until I find more flavors." 
You produced another package before starting on another shelf. You estimated that you only had a few minutes to make it through this before one of the Avengers decided they weren't yet done with the issue you so narrowly escaped. 
Loki eyed the growing pile of food. At least, what he hoped was food. All the unnecessarily colorful, plastic containers were not something he was used to. 
He sighed, watching you move around the kitchen. It was not like he had anything better to do—after all, you were the one who managed to get him out of the storm of questions and accusations just minutes ago—but standing there like an idiot was very low on his list of priorities. He tried not to be obvious about it, but once he had a glance at himself in one of the windows he passed, he could only wince at the dramatically smudged blood and dirt all over him. He kept on brushing the sweaty strands of hair off his face, but they kept falling over his eyes anyway. 
Of course, he was still glorious. It's not like a few dirt smudges and greenish bruises could hide his perfectly sculpted features (obviously), but he wouldn't say no to a bath. Or a shower, at the very least. 
You stood up with a loaf of bread and reached for two plates. "You prefer salami or some veggies on top? I can slice a tomato." 
Dumbfounded, it took him a moment to understand. 
"Pardon me, but are you about to make sandwiches?" 
"Yeah. You prefer toast?" 
"We have fought some otherworldly monsters that almost got us killed, got kidnapped and then almost eaten again, and then yelled at for security breach, and you're about to make sandwiches?" 
You gestured dramatically towards a high paneled window, showing a beautiful view of an evening setting over New York city.
"We've been out for the whole day and we got a lot of things done. Aren't you at least a little bit hungry? Besides, what kind of situation isn't improved by a sandwich?" 
"That's not—" Loki sighed. "That's not even close to my point, you dim-witted human. How can you even think about eating right now?" 
"One, that's bold of you to accuse me of thinking," you put one finger in the air. "Two, I'm just hungry, and unless your godly stomach doesn't need food, so should you be. What's wrong with the sandwich, though?" 
"Nothing, I just—didn't really expect to get one. Handcuffs, yeah. Some punishment, a lock down maybe. But not a sandwich." 
"Is it bad?" 
Loki thought for a moment. He had lived a long life, especially by human standards. He lived through a lot of absurd situations, most of which he brought upon himself, but none of them managed to prepare him for this one. Well, at least it wasn't a painful one. 
"What's a salami?" 
"A cool meat." 
"Then salami it is. I just hope it's got nothing to do with that hellish sauce you forced me to consume last time." 
You laughed, quickly assembling the ingredients on the bread. Loki wasn't sure the sandwiches were actually needed, given the amount of other food you made him put on the counter, but he didn't argue. To be fair, he didn't even feel angry at any of the pointless actions you dragged him into. 
At least Thor wasn’t there. He'd never let that go. 
With a hint of hesitation, Loki perched himself on one of the stools on the other side of the counter. He wasn't an expert at Terran cuisine, but he judged it would take you a moment to finish making the meal you were so stubborn about. 
His legs appreciated the rest. It only begun to dawn on him how busy the day was. True to your words, once he thought about it, Loki could feel the low rumbling of his stomach, no longer tight from the stress and adrenaline. 
Loki caught himself involuntarily listening for the steps to the kitchen, but the floor stayed quiet. Of course, it wasn't the first time he was alone with you, but to think there were Avengers wandering through the very same building, and yet not (or at least no longer) bothering him, was a strange concept to come to terms with. He wondered how long it would last. 
Probably until his brother arrived. He had a talent for making things worse. 
The silence around should be comfortable and peaceful, at least for the time being. Instead, it forced words out of his mouth—ones that had been on his mind for the past hour. 
"Why did you help me?" 
Your eyebrows rose a little as you shot him a surprised look. 
"What do you mean?" 
"I, by all standards, am still a villain. That… meeting wasn't supposed to end with me walking away like that." 
He eyed the bracelet still shackling his wrist. It seemed like a small price. 
You shrugged, reaching for a tomato. 
"I didn't see you at fault for any of what happened. You shouldn't be blamed for that." 
"Some people would disagree with you." And he knew their names. 
"Point them to me when you meet them next time. I'd love to have a conversation with them." 
"What I'm trying to say is… We don't even know each other, so I don't understand why you'd do any of that. No, I'm not talking about the sandwich. You know what I mean, and don't deny it. I'm too tired to fall into word games with you again." 
With that, he offered a straightforward conversation. It was not something he often chose willingly, but the day was long and confusing, and the longer he got to know you, the more questions rose in him. 
You noticed the change. Rushing it would be unwise. You reached for salami, toying with the packaging for a moment. 
"You use the argument of me not knowing you well like it's the only perspective that matters. You make it seem like I'm the kind of person willing to do anything only for the people close to me. Has it ever occurred to you that, just maybe, most of what I do and say, I choose for my own sake too?"
You pulled the package open. 
"To put it in simple terms, I don't care who you think you are. From the moment I realised you weren't a madman or a psychotic killer beyond reasoning, I decided to treat you like any other person put in your position. And I did that for my sake too, partially at least. I don't like to make choices I don't feel good about and I don't like letting other people's opinions stain my own. You may not know this, but once upon a time I was in a very similar situation, with a price over my head and more people seeking vengeance for my actions than I could count. I made some mistakes, but I was offered a chance to be treated like a person and… well, maybe not redeem myself, but at least to do some good. To do things that matter to some people."
"That doesn't really answer my question." 
"Then let me rephrase—I treat you like a person because I see a person in you. Not the villain. Not the God of Mischief. You. A person as tired as me, and hungry enough to excuse my poor attempts at fancy cuisine." You put one of the plates in front of him. 
Loki blinked. It didn't vanish. 
"Is that a ketchup heart on top?" 
"Yeah. Thought it looked cute." 
"I hereby excuse your attempts at creativeness. Stil, it's not like I'm going to be friends with you, though." 
"That's okay. We can just not kill each other for a while,” you said, attacking your sandwich. Your stomach sighed with delight. 
A look you didn't understand crossed Loki's face. "It would be easier if you just hated me." 
"Definitely. But do you want it the easy way, or the fun way, Mr. Trickster?" 
Hesitation changed into something else. What exactly, Loki still didn't know, but it didn't seem like a bad idea to give himself some time to figure it out. 
"I'm fairly certain there's only one answer to that. For the record, though, I don't want to be the sidekick." 
"We'll think about that. Now, let's move somewhere else before they find us and bore us to death."
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ionlydatesassyelves · 4 years
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i got bullied into taking a stab at writing my mario darkfic again and wasted zero time handing Mr. L a gun and beating up Dimentio.
this is (believe it or not) the same fic those smooshy luigi/antasma healing fics came from. if ya’ll would be interested seeing more hit me up but for now here’s this snippet.
Dimentio rolled head over heels when he hit the ground, failing to dislodge his attacker with any amount of struggling. A firm hand around the collar of his cloak struck his head against the hard dirt. Dimentio grabbed for the offending arm, but his hands faltered when he looked up. “...Luigi?” he gasped out.
His question was answered with the barrel of a pistol pressed to the center of his forehead and a gruff “Guess again, fucker.”
Dimentio laughed, despite himself, and a grin inched across his face. “Mr. L...” he realized. “What a... lovely surprise.”
L seemed far from delighted to run into Dimentio, if the snarl on his face and burning rage in his eyes was any sort of indication. “The fuck are you doing here?” he snapped.
Dimentio’s mismatched eyes flicked over L - straddling his hips and holding him down on the ground. “...presently? I would wager being threatened.”
“You know what I mean!” L shouted. “Here, how did you get here?”
Dimentio laughed again, and he warily eyed the gun against his head. “L, I know you fancy me a mastermind - correctly, in most cases - but I am as clueless in this instance as you are.”
“You don’t know what’s going on,” L threatened, more than asked. 
“That is another way to rephrase what I just said, yes,” Dimentio said. 
L cocked the hammer and pushed the fun a little more firmly against Dimentio’s head. “Give me a reason I shouldn’t kill you, then. Answers are usually all you’re good for.”
Dimentio let out a nervous chuckle, and he held up his hands to either side of his head in a peaceful sort of gesture. “L, I must request that - at least this once - you think before you act. We are dead, are we not? Would you even be able to kill me?”
“I can fuckin’ try,” he snarled.
“Fair enough,” Dimentio laughed. “And where would I go? Hell has been upended like an overturned fruit basket. Which is, I assume, how you ahve made your grand escape? Just the same as myself, and all the rest of these frantic, wayward souls.”
L frowned, and narrowed his eyes. 
Dimentio glanced over him again, and his smile faltered a bit. “Ah... then, how, exactly, are you here? Surely you did not... survive our last encounter?”
“I’m not playing twenty questions with you!” L shouted. 
“Ah, then, this is a regular, non-game variety of interrogation. Forgive my mistake - you have been so lenient with me thus far.” Dimentio grinned mischievously, and he reached up slowly to place a finger against the side of the gun and tilt it away from his face. “Is this toy even loaded?” he teased.
L leaned back a bit and fired into the ground. He missed Dimentio’s head by a solid foot, but the magician still yelped in surprise and flinched dramatically away from it, one arm flung over his head. L grabbed his arm to pull it out of the way and pointed the gun back between Dimentio’s eyes. “Those shadow freaks pouring out of Jaydes’ castle are lookin’ for you. You wanna start talking now?”
Dimentio grimaced and tried to rub his shoulder against his ear to soothe the loud ringing leftover from the gunshot. “Someone might have heard -”
“Oh, is that a problem?” L snapped. “Don’t want them after you? Who are they? What do they want? Start. Talking.”
Dimentio glanced between L and the dense forest brush around them. “I implore you, L, might we have this conversation somewhere more private? Perhaps with less hostile mobs swarming about?”
There was a distinct noise of shouting crowds drawing steadily closer still clamoring in the distance. They weren’t the only souls who had used the gates breaking open to escape the afterlife, but it had let the angry creatures from the castle out too. It wasn’t possible to tell if the voices belonged to refugees or rioters until it would be far too late.
“I might have answers,” Dimentio offered - the smallest hint of desperation in his voice. “And I do emphasize might. But, you will never know if they find us here and separate us, will you?”
L growled a little in frustration, but his shoulders slumped like he already felt defeated. He turned to survey the woods again, visibly grasping for an alternate option. Then, with an exasperated sigh, he gave in. “Don’t move,” he snapped, setting the gun down briefly. 
Dimentio eyed the weapon warily, just out of his reach with the way L was holding him down. L yanked the green scarf off his neck and started to secure Dimentio’s right wrist to his own left. Before he could get it tightened, Dimentio swung upwards hard and knocked both their hands into L’s head, then used their momentum to throw L sideways and roll him off.
L’s knee met his stomach hard, and he managed to roll Dimetnio over again without terribly much effort, and a fistful of his hair shoved him face-first back on the ground. Dimentio let out a pained shout when L’s knee drove into his back to hold him there. “What’d I say?” L snapped in his ear. “Are you done now?”
“Yes, quite finished,” Dimentio grunted out, wheezing as L’s weight forced the air out of his lungs. “YOu cannot fault me for trying.”
“I can fault you for a lot of shit,” L corrected him. He snatched Dimentio’s arm back up, ignoring the pained grunt he got for bending his shoulder that way. He fixed the scarf around both their wrists again and pulled the knot a little tighter than was probably necessary. 
L got up first, collected his weapon, then kicked Dimentio’s side and yanked him up by the arm. “Get up,” he demanded.
Dimentio managed, with some struggling, to push himself up off the ground. L practically dragged him by the arm when they struck off into the woods, but kept Dimentio close to his side so he could keep the gun pointed directly at him. They kept up a quick pace in the opposite direction of the quickly approaching commotion, and two or three times they had to duck under a bush or behind some trees to avoid someone, but each time it turned out to be panicked citizens fleeing from the chaos spilling aboveground. 
L watched a small gathering of locals scramble noisily past their hiding place - likely fleeing for safety elsewhere. “Are those things dangerous?” he hissed. 
Dimentio followed his gaze with a raised brow. “I think they are beanish, are they not? No more troublesome than toads.”
He got a hard elbow in the ribs for that comment. “The shadow things,” L specified.
“Ah, those. Individually, I would hazard they are not. But there are a great many of them, and I am concerned who or what has brought them here,” Dimentio responded carefully. He glanced at L’s hand and offered, “That gun won’t do much with them.”
“What are they?” L pressed as he got back to his feet.
Dimentio raised an eyebrow. “You expect such vast and infinite knowledge of me.”
L yanked him up by the arm and caught him by bumping their shoulders together. “You know shit,” was all he responded. He listened for the vanishing runaways and their original pursuers, then picked a direction away from both to drag Dimentio along. “They knew you by name, so I assume you know them.”
“You cannot reasonably expect I know the name and face of every enemy I have made in five thousand years,” Dimentio laughed.
L shot him a pointed glare. “You didn’t seem thrilled about them catching up to you.”
Dimentio grinned. “So you think, therefore, I am familiar with them?”
“I think you’re scared,” L said.
Dimentio’s smile twitched. “I see.”
“Am I wrong?” L pressed.
“Not entirely,” Dimentio agreed.
“Okay, we’re not doing this cryptic riddle dance you like to do, “ L said, raising his voice a little. “So, how’s this? I’ll shut up, and you rehearse what you’re gonna say. When we find somewhere to lay low, we're gonna sit down, and you’re gonna talk.”
“And if I decline your generous offer to hold me hostage and interrogate me?” Dimentio teased.
L shrugged. “Then, I’ll drag you outside to the fuckers and hand you over. How’s that?”
Dimentio’s gaze flicked warily over L, then he took a deep sigh to steady himself somewhat. “Very well, I suppose. Both our options do seem rather limited. Do, at least, take your time selecting a hiding spot for us, then.”
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szivtalan · 4 years
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❤️, 💙 and ♡ for Aokaga. Thank you and take care!!
Thank you anon!!! I promise I’m taking care <3 Also I love how u color coded them for this ask sajsg god bless
❤️: who is more affectionate in public? in private? 
Hey listen, I know I just had a conversation about Aomine struggling with internalized homophobia and I’m allll over the angst that stems from Kagami feeling like he’s not showing his love enough, but he’s canonically a pretty touchy person? So I think once Aomine warms up to the whole ‘I’m dating him’ situation he’s way more affectionate in public and he’s always ready to embarrass Kagami one way or another. Whereas Kagami would be more likely to cuddle up to him in the comfort of their own home. It’s not a shame thing for him, it’s more like the effort of trying to reserve the love he has for him into privacy, because he think it means more that way.
💙: who is more protective?
I think they’re both super protective of each other, but something tells me that Aomine would outwardly say “That idiot can handle himself” first, and then worry/guilt his own ass off for him later instead of just stepping up to do something like standing up for him. Kagami’s no good with hiding his emotions, he gets full-on fightme mode whenever something or someone vaguely threatens Aomine.
♡: who is the bigger romantic openly? secretly?
At first I thought this is just a rephrasing of the first one but now that I think about it, Kagami’s the more openly romantic and Aomine’s the more openly touchy-feely half of the couple. Kagami “This-is-our-drama-and-we-write-the-script” Taiga would probably say sappy, mushy, frankly embarrassing things in front of their friends, their schools, the spectators of the most anticipated NBA final, and the entire world just because he’s in love and he has zero shame; meanwhile, when Aomine told his friends that they were dating, Momoi thought he was joking for an entire month, because that’s how casually he broke it to them. Kagami also takes Aomine on fancy date-dates, and plans the entire afternoon for them whenever they have a day off, and it always ends with a candle-lit dinner of his cooking, but. But! I’ll be damned if Aomine didn’t make Kagami cry more than once with his sudden declarations of love, sleepily mumbling beside him and telling him sweet nothings that no one else could hear, words that should sound shallow from anyone else but Aomine actually means it.
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mythgirlimagines · 4 years
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ANON-CORRECT QUOTES
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Iris: Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it, Janon! Big Sis Iris has got it all taken care of! 
Janon: (irritated) I’m a year older than you.
Source: MLP: FIM
Video Source: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUivBz1s0y8)
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(upon hearing of Curious and Janon’s relationship)
Wyre: WAIT! (speedwalks over to Curious) Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! WAIT!
Wyre: (holding Curious up by the suspenders) CURIOUS! Are you dating JANON?!
Curious: Oh! (holds up a picture of them together) You remember them.
Wyre: (looks at the picture smiling) This is the best day of my LIFE!
Wyre: (rolling on the floor laughing)
Fusion: You’ve been seeing each other this whole time?!
Curious: We sure have. We’ve hit it off quite nicely. They said I’m “cute AF”, which I assume stands for “and fun”.
Myth: Awww! It doesn’t!
Fusion: (hastily flipping through his dictionary, because he also doesn’t know what “AF” means)
Source: Camp Camp
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Wet Sock: (about to go to bed, notices Myth’s “Pickup Line Practice” DVD in her bag)
Wet Sock: (strictly, to Myth) Hey! Make sure you don’t say up all night!
Myth: (joking) Wet Sock, are you my mom?
Wet Sock: (traumatized) Huh?!
Myth: (scrambling to apologize) Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I promise I won’t! I promise I’ll arrive in top condition!
Wet Sock: Stop being stupid, Crappy Myth!
Wet Sock: Mono-Anon is shutting the place down, so get out of here, Trash-Myth!
Myth: Don’t shorten the insults!
Wet Sock: Trashy Myth!
Myth: You don’t have to rephrase it!
Source: Haikyuu!
Video Source: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mYLmjnfwSFc)
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Egg: (walks into the library, holding a newspaper) Hmm, that’s funny. I thought that would be big news.
Fusion II: (confused) You thought what would be big news?
Egg: Well, there seems to be an absence of a certain ornithological piece. A headline regarding the mass awareness of a certain avian variety. 
Fusion II: What are you talking about?!
Egg: Oh, haven’t you heard? It was my understanding that everybody heard.
Fusion II: Heard WHAT?!
Purple: Fusion II! I IMPLORE-
Egg: (singing and dancing) WELL! A BIRD, BIRD, BIRD! BIR-BIRD’S THE WORD! DON’T YOU KNOW ABOUT THE BIRD? WELL, EGG IS GONNA TELL YOU ABOUT THE BIRD!
Source: Family Guy
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Scar: Remember that all sentences must have a noun, a verb, and the phrase “foolish mortals”.
Source: Welcome To Night Vale
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Sparkle: FANCY! I DESIRE SOME TIME TO CONVERSE! ONE 10 TO ANOTHER!
Fancy: Actually, I’m an 11. But, continue.
Source: 30 Rock
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(during a winter couple’s walk)
Janon: God! I’m cold!
Curious: (smiling, hugs Janon) Is this to your liking, Janon?
Janon: (blushing profusely, stammering)
Eldritch: (shivering) I-I’m c-c-cold!
Dream: (confidently) Well that’s no good!
Dream: (stuffs Eldritch into her coat and runs off) C'mon, Ritchie! Let’s go! Let’s go!
Myth: (seeing Eldritch and Dream) Nerd! I’m cold too!
Nerd: (piling winter clothes on her) WHAT?! I told you to bring more layers, but OF ****ING COURSE you didn’t listen to me! Now, I have to make sure you don’t ****ING FREEZE TO DEATH! How long have you been cold? You should’ve said something sooner!
Myth: (smiles contently)
Source: Tumblr
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How were these quotes? I accept Anon Feedback!
-Fusion Anon
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I’m laughing so freaking hard these are all amazing
Also the WTNV one is totally Gundham vibes
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My Obey Me! MC Takes Absolutely No Bullshit (Part 1?)
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oh, btw, for anyone that doesn’t know, my mc is four years older than me since I’m 🎵17 gooooing on 18🎵 so having my oc as my age would make me kiiiinda uncomfy since the boys are supposed to be around their 20s.
Diavolo: Welcome to RAD!
Meg: so y’all really gonna summon me down here in a pair of sweatpants and a t shirt with no bra on? Hair not brushed? Looking like an absolute wreck???
Diavolo:
Lucifer:
Meg: y’all could have AT LEAST warned me!
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Lucifer: Since you have no magic—
Meg: baby I’m a witch. Did y’all do your research?
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Asmo: *sending bath pics to the group chat*
Meg: this is the thot police put your hands up where I can see’em.
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Meg: who are you?
Belphie: good question. I forgot who I was long ago.
Meg: okay edgelord I meant what’s your name but go off.
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Belphie: no! I’m human just like you!
Meg: you’re the seventh brother and planning on fucking my shit up aren’t you?
Belphie: that obvious?
Meg: you can’t fool an empath sugar.
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Luke: imagine being friends with a DEMON! I’d be corrupted!
Meg: how about you stop being a racist asshole and shut the fuck up before we kick you out.
Luke: a h -
Beel: o k a y damn.
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Meg: aw, you’re worried about me, Mammon!
Mammon: PFT! As if! HA!
Meg:
Asmo: bruh
Meg: you’re trying way too hard, honey.
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Meg: LUCIFEEEEERRRRRR!
Asmo: Uh oh
Lucifer: here we go—
Mammon: good fucking luck.
Meg, bursting into Lu’s room with her sycthe, about to fuck shit up: WHEN WE HAVE PROBLEMS WE TALK. WE DO NOT
LOCK OUR BROTHER
IN THE FUCKING ATTIC!
Mammon: oh you’re fucked lmao
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Meg, in any situation ever: we’re all gonna get along and we’re all GONNA LIKE IT!
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Soloman: Y’know, since you don’t have any magic.
Meg, a witch, who has literally pulled her magic scythe out in front of him, casted multiple spells in front of him at this point, and hit him upside the head with an energy ball: excuse me?
———
Soloman: *summoning Asmo all fancy like*
Meg: ya know you don’t have to show off. You could just...
Meg: MAMMON! BEEL! LEVI! GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE!
———
Meg: other witches really be like “I banish all negativity from this space! Begone unwanted spirits! So mote it be!”.
Meg: meanwhile I’m out here:
Meg: *banging pots and pans together and shoving sage down a spirit’s throat* BEGONE THOTS
———
Meg: I think you should apologize to Helen, Asmo. I meeean, you did charm her when she was in a bad situation without thinking of the consequences.
Asmo: how is it MY fault?!
Meg: okay let me rephrase that.
Meg:*summoning her sycthe* Apologize. Now. YOU ARE THE REASON SHE IS BLAMED FOR THE DESTRUCTION OF TROY AND MY PAGAN ASS WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS SHIT.
———
Meg, realizing Soloman didn’t lend her his power, but instead summoned her own: you fucking genius ajgakwbedkdnk
———
Mammon and Asmo: *fighting over Meg again*
Meg: Apollo if you’re listening please smack the shit out of them.
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baby, you can drive my car |(mechanic!yoongi)
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→ pairing: min yoongi x reader 
→ genre: mechanic!au, spoiltbrat!y/n (++ inexperienced y/n as hiGHLy requested hehe), 6 greasy bois, a taste of richboy!jin, a vintage mercedes benz named beeper, usual dose of crackheadiness, touch of angst, sprinkle of fluff, and bts (big time smut) ((i love recycling this joke don’t come for me)) (((thigh-riding)))
→ trigger warning: there is a brief mention of blood so tread lightly if you feel queaSy about that! 
→ wordcount: 24.6k magic in the air 
→ summary: welcome to min mechanics - what can i do for you today, doll?
→ note: ooh BOY this took me a while! i’m sorry it took me so long to publish this but i hope this bad boy (i’m talking about the fic itself anD mechanic!yoongi) makes up for it! mechanic!yoongi has been in the works for a while... thank you to every single one of you who contributed each of your own lil ideas and helped to create the chArming tattoo-sleeve man we all fuLLY fell in love with. seriously y’all i could not have done this without you!! i ain’t gon lie i was going to post this on the day of the comeback but i think i needed a day to just.,.,, SCREAM and listen to the album.,.,,.  (and also i was still editing it yikes) ((and also what do u guys think of the new albUM hELLO)) so here it is twO days after the comeback!!!!!!! i hope i gave you sufficient time to recover from the new album but if not oH well what can ya do!!! also i’m really friCkin nervous for some reason but nonetheless enjoy the ride! ( 灬♥ 3 ♥灬)
pst if u wanna talk to y/n or yoongi u know what to do ;-)
(gif isn’t mine!)
(((and the read more function iS there but most of the time it doesn’t work on mobile :// i am sorry don’t attack me by sending passive-aggressive anon messages)))
you know what
you could totally get used to this being an adult thing
you finally get to live in your own place
you finally get to eat whatever the heck you wanna eat
and most importantly
you finally get a car
yes, you’ll admit, you’re a little behind with the whole car thing
most of your friends already got their licenses befoRe becoming adults but so what if you were a little slow!!! you were just living life as a teenager!!!! there was no rush
let’s not beat around the bush here
you are: a spoilt brat
like unbelievably so
when you were younger all you’d have to do is point at something and your parents would immediately be like ….aight
now that you’re older it’s kinda the same except they’ve just given you a bunch of credit cards so now you don’t have to ask anyone you can just go out and get it yourself
but this car
this sweet sweet car that belongs to you
(to be moRe specific it’s a 1962 mercedes benz baby blue convertible that you’ve affectionately named beeper)
((you knoW that shit be fancy when it’s from the dang 60s))
this is the first BIG purchase you’ve made and you’re feeling pretty proud of yourself anD you’re feeling extra adult-y  
anyways you’re heading back to your penthouse now because it’s been a busy day!!
you had class in the morning and then you went and got your nails done to reward yourself for going to class (a manicure anD a pedicure because why would you not do your toes if you’re doing your fingers that just wouldn’t be fair to your toes) and then you went and got a venti coffee frappucino from starbucks
you reach over and adjust the front mirror a bit and take a second to admire your brand new YSL heart-shaped sunglasses (they’re SO cute n u have them in three different colours)
you’re already thinking about what you want for dinner
maybe you can order some sushi or something
you could go for a dynamite roll or something
maybe some gyoza dumplings too
oOh you should also get some seaweed salad because that-
prrt prruT prrt prRRrRRRRRrr
oh my god
no way
“oh my god, no way.” your heart drops to your stomach when beeper starts sputtering and coughing and slowing d o w n
oh god
oh god oh god oh god
okay
it’s fine
it’s fine don’t worry about it
thankfully beeper stopped riGht as the light turned red so you have some time to try and get him up and running again
okay
what can you do
what does this button do
click
oH okay those are the windshield wipers and you don’t need those
you twist a knob and curse to yourself when the radio turns on
ok what about thiS knob
“chRist-“ cold air starts blasting riGht into your face and you turn the knob back down
you step down on the gas pedal and nothing happens
what do you do whAT do you DO
you probably have like 20 seconds left before the light turns green and you have to get going
ooooOOOoOh you don’t want the people behind you to honk at you
that’s going to stress you out
you don’t want to be honked at!!!!!!!!!
usually when something bad happens you just.,. throw some money on it and it goes away
in this case you can technically throw money at it
let’s rephrase this
usually when something bad happens you just throw some money at a person and it goes away because they take care of the problem foR you
but the difference here is that you are all alone
in this big city
and your parents are miles away
and no one is here to help you
ooh!!!! ooh!!!!!! google a car repair shop!!!! goOGLE IT
you reach into your purse and pull your phone out quickly
“car repair shops near me…” you mutter to yourself as you type into the google search bar
you jump in surprise when the car behind you honks at you and you give them a sheepish smile and a shrug
“c’mon, c’mon.,.,,” you smack the steering wheel in frustration but quickly rub over the wheel apologetically  
beeper coughs before jerking and you feel a wave of relief wash over you when it starts moving again
okay
according to google maps the nearest repair shop is a minute drive away
okay okay okay
should be doable
it appears that the gods are somewhat on your side today because beeper breaks down officially right as you drive up to the front of the repair shop
luckily no one was on the sidewalk when you nyOomed up because half of your car is on the sidewalk and the other half is on the street and you’re not looking to run anyone over today
“stupid car.” you mutter as you slam the door shut “…sorry buddy.” you wince apologetically and pat the hood because you certainly wouldn’t want to be spoken to like that if you were a car
you look up at the rusting sign hanging above the large garage
‘min mechanics’
“min mechanics.” you stand in front of the large open garage and inspect the inside
is this place good enough for beeper
it seems like it’s doing pretty well
there are at least eight cars all parked on either sides of the place
in the very back in the left corner there’s an office kinda thing  
there’s a sign hanging on top of the door that says ‘front desk’
okay so that seems like a logical place to go to
you’re a little wary just leaving your car out here with nobody to watch it but it’s not like you have a choice
you walk in further and adjust your purse strap on your shoulder
what heCk
there’s like nobody here
there better be somebody here otherwise you’re going to get your dad to sue
just kidding
but not really
“uh, hellOOooOOo??” your boots clack against the concrete as you walk deeper into the garage
you push your sunglasses up onto the top of your head before placing a hand on your hip
“is anybody here??? someone needs to fix my car, please!!!” you approach the truck that’s just sitting in the middle of the garage and that’s when you notice a pair of legs under the truck
oh my god
someone’s been CRUSHED By a TRUCK
oh HELL no you are getting out of here you’re going to pretend like you weren’t even here in the first place
“sorry, gimme a sec!” the legs twitch and you let out a breath of relief
whoever this person is rolls out from under the truck smoothly and gets up onto their feet
oh
hello
he wipes his cheek with the back of his hand and gets grease smudged over his cheekbone with a scowl before wiping his grubby hands on his rag
soft icy-blue hair  
almost cat-like eyes
sharp jawline
very pretty hands
he tosses the dirty rag over his shoulder and you definitely don’t miss the way his bicep flexes
you glance down at the name embroidered in yellow thread into the chest pocket of his navy blue jumpsuit
𝓎𝑜𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒾
cute name for a cuter boy
he looks up at you and falters a bit
obviously he’s a liTTle taken aback because what’s a girl like you doing at a place like this??
you don’t miss the way his eyes scan over your figure
a cream coloured blouse tucked into a pair of skinny blue jeans
a pair of chunky leather boots that look like they cost more than his entire life
the little gucci purse
and of course
the heart shaped sunglasses
hm
“what can i help you with, doll?” he offers you a smirk and a tilt of the head and suddenly you think you’ve forgotten how to breathe
you don’t think that pet name should affect you as much as it does
holy shiT this is one pretty boy
he pushes his sleeves up and that’S when you notice that one of his arms is covered with tattoos
holy moly
“i… car’s broken. my car. my car’s broken.” you stumble over your words
“you… car’s broken, huh?” he teases before glancing over your shoulder “is that it outside?”
you nod quickly and look back at your car
aw
poor beeper
you didn’t even get to drive him that much and he already diED on you
you should’ve asked for a range rover instead
once again it’s from the 60s
you probably should’ve stopped right then and there
but it’s so cute!!!!!!!
“is that a 1962 mercerdes benz??” ‘yoongi’ gasps and moves past you towards beeper “holy shiT i’ve only seen those in pictures”
“it’s pretty cool, i guess.” you shrug casually and watch as he continues to marvel over your car “but yeah, do you think you can fix him?”
“him?”
“…his name is beeper.” you admit shyly and yoongi laughs lightly and nods understandably
“cute. and yes, i’ll take care of beeper for you, don’t worry. give me some time to poke around and see what the issue is.” he pats beeper’s hood before gesturing over to the back of the garage “you can chill out in the office if you want, or there’s a starbucks down the street. it’s pretty muggy in the garage and i wouldn’t want you to scuff up your gucci purse.”
his eyes flicker towards the little black bag nestled against your side
you clear your throat and tuck it behind you bashfully
“i’m yoongi, by the way.” he sticks his hand out and you look down at it
you can see some greASy residue from the truck that he was fixing earlier but you tell yourself to man up and you reach over and take his hand
oh my god his hand is s t i c k y
ew!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“i’m y/n. thank you for helping me out.”
“of course, i’m happy to help.” yoongi offers you a boyish smile and you decide right then and there that you don’t mind his sticky hands at all
the bell tinkles lightly as you push the frosted glass door open and step into the air-conditioned office
hey the office is a lot bigger than you thought it’d be
and definitely a lot nicer than you thought it’d be (no offence)
there’s a front counter and an empty wheely chair behind it
oH and there’s another door that leads into a more ~private~ office but it’s closed so you can’t sneak a peek inside
on the counter there’s a little bell and next to it is a hEfty jar of lollipops
behind the counter is a cork board with a bunch of car keys hanging from pushpins all lined up in a neat row
a couple sticky notes pinned up
four plastic chairs sitting on the side (you’re assuming this is the waiting area)
in the corner there’s a little table with a stack of magazines
and in the other corner there’s a water dispenser
the ceiling fan whirs above you as you head over to the front desk
these lollipops look tempting
you wonder if they’re complimentary or if yoongi is just a sugar addict
you reach into the jar and grab one quickly and drop it into your purse
the chair squeaks underneath you as you take a seat and you shift to get comfortable
you reach up to push your sunglasses up because they start to slide down a little
a breath slips past your lips
you wonder how long yoongi’s going to take
and then you wonder if you’re going to have to get a new car
maybe you should go car shopping after this
hot tip: avoid cars from the 60s
“well i figured out what was wrong with your car” you jump when the door opens abruptly
you stand up from the seat and smooth your blouse down a little “what’s wrong with it?? what do i need to get fixed and how much is it all going to cost??”
“uh, not that much consider what was wrong was that the gas tank was empty.”
oh
my
god
you’re a moron
you are an idiot
a F O O L
you clear your throat and feel your cheeks starting to burn a lil
this is uh
this is kinda embarrassing
“are you… sure? that’s it? the gas tank was empty? there’s really nothing else wrong with him?”
“mhm.” yoongi nods and makes his way over behind the front desk “i did a full body check on beeper and everything else is working just fine! he just needed a tank of juice, so i filled up for you. he’s good to go!” he unwraps a lollipop and sticks it into his mouth  
“oh, okay. um-“ you unzip your purse and rifle through it for your wallet “how much do i owe you?”
“nothing”
“noth- gas is free???? holy shit. i did not know that.” you scoff in surprise and put your wallet away
yoongi’s brows furrow and he gives you a smile “no, gas isn’t free, doll. i’m giving you a get outta jail free card, so next time beeper ‘breaks down’ you’ll know he’s just out of gas.”
“oh… oH no no you don’t have to do that here lemme give you-“
“hey, seriously - it’s fine.” yoongi hands you your keys back before spinning you around and leading you out the door with a hand placed on the small of your back  
“but-“
“but nothing! i don’t wanna hear it.” he teases as he opens the door up for you and nudges you inside
he closes the door gently and bends down a little “it was nice doin’ business with you. take care of yourself now.”
“thanks for making me look like a fool in front of a cute boy today, beeper.” you sigh as you step out of the car and close the door
beep beep !
you drop your keys into your purse after locking beeper up and you make your way over to the elevator that goes up to the penthouse
as you wait for the elevator to take you up to your floor you shove your hand into your purse for your house keys and you end up pulling out
a yellow lollipop
you stare at it for a second and blink at it owlishly
no
y/n
he’s a mechanic
your dad’s a businessman!!!!!!!!!  
you need to go after a CEO boy not a CAR boy
you’re sure there are plenty of nice CEO boys in the city
you unwrap the lollipop and stick it into your mouth
hm
mango!
the elevator dings and the doors slide open
you step out into the hallway and twirl your keys around your finger
yeah
it’d be good for you
just forget about the silly car boy
three days later
ok so listen
uh
you know how you said it’d be good to just forget about the silly car boy
ya
that did not happen
you don’t usually do stupid things
but this?
this thing that you have just done??
now THIS was stupid
you might’ve maybe kinda sorta possibly clobbered one of your side mirrors with a baseball bat so that it’d break off because a teeny weeny (huge huGe) part of you wanted to see yoongi again
after the whole stare off with the lollipop in the elevator you just had this itching feeling all over your body
there’s just something about him and you can’t quite put your finger on it
maybe it’s because he’s so..,,.,,., cool? like that’s the only word you have to describe him right now lol
he’s just.,.,,.., he’s so different compared to all the other boys you’ve ever been interested in
god
he’s such a man that’s what he is
the bad boy of your wildest dreams
anyways uh
“….oh boy.” so now you have a baseball bat in one hand and a side mirror in the other
if someone were to walk into the garage right now it’d look like you just damaged someone else’s car
and it’s not like you can say ‘oh, don’t worry! it’s just my car, trust me!!!’ and wave the baseball at them because then they’d be like wtf why did u just fuck up ur own car
well
now it’s too late
you gosh darn wrecked your vintage car all because you want to see a cute mechanic
you couldn’t have just walked in there like a normal person to say hi!!!!!
you could’ve gone in there with an envelope of money and been like oh i just felt bad about not paying so i hAd to come and pay you back!!!
you did this on purpose because you wanted! to! see! yoongi! again!
and unsurprisingly
you always get what you want
“how did this happen again?”
“…i backed up into my garage all weird…?” you’re not being very convincing right now in case that wasn’t already super obvious  
“…huh.”
see
yoongi knows his cars
he’s been working with them for a long time (fun fact he picked up his first screwdriver and helped his dad in the shop when he was just three years old!!!!)
and this doesn’t look like you backed your car into the garage and accidentally knocked it into the side of a wall
it looks like it’s been battered
and he can’t help but think that you were the one who fucked your car up
because there’s a huge dent on the top part of it (he’s assuming this was your first hit) and a loT of mini dents around it (which was a result of you panicking when it didn’t fall off the first time so you continued whacking it everywhere) anD the way the mirror cracked suggests that something was hitting it straIGHt on
so you must’ve been parking your car really weirdly if you actually knocked it off while parking
this looks like it was done purposely
yoongi looks up from the mirror at you
“so… can you fix it?”
a little smirk twitches at the corner of his mouth
alright
he’ll bite
“i mean, it would’ve been easier if the mirror wasn’t completely destroyed-” yoongi holds it up and you wince a little at the sight of the wires dangling from where you riPPed it off “i’m going to have to order a new mirror - it’s probably going to cost a pretty penny considering this is a vintage car, but i’ll be sure to find the best deal for you.”
“you’re welcome to leave beeper here oR you can always just bring him back when the mirror comes in because everything else is working perfectly fine.”
“i’ll leave him here-!” you respond immediately “…if that’s okay with you, of course.”
“that’s perfectly fine with me.” he holds his hand out and your eyes flicker down to it
even his hand is pretty
you’re not..,. sure why he’s holding his hand out
is he trying to shake your hand??
you slowly raise your hand before gently placing it over his
yoongi blinks twice and looks back up at you
you look back at him
“…i need your keys.”
OH
oH MY GOD
oh my god
“i knew that!” you rIP your hand away before shoving it into your purse
your face is honestly probably on fire right now
love that for you
you drop your keys into yoongi’s palm with a jingle and yoongi smirks because now it seems like you’re avoiding eye contact with him
he smirks lightly as he tucks your keys into his back pocket
“at least buy me dinner first before touching me like that, doll.”
ok
you need to leave NOW
this is MORTIFyiNG
you are in the midst of an internal conflict
see, the thing is
you’re not quite sure if you’re crossing the line from charming to downright creepy
let’s unpack this
charming = treating someone to lunch
creepy = treating someone to lunch when you’ve only spoken to him for a total of like 3 minutes
charming = bringing lunch to someone at their workplace
creepy = bringing lunch to someone at their workplace and virtually giving them no choice but to sit down and eat lunch with you becausE you bROUGHt lunch to their woRKPLACE
charming = y/n y/l/n when she like someone
creepy = y/n y/l/n when she really really likes someone
charm-
oh!!!! a pair of legs under a truck!!!!!!!
you pick up the pace and head straIght for truck
“hey!” you knock twice against the side to get yoongi’s attention and you can’t help but bounce up on your toes a little in excitement
you look into the takeout bag to make sure nothing is leaking “i know the car isn’t ready yet but i just wanted to stop by and thank you for-“
“well hey to you too” you step back when you look down to see someone who definitely isn’t yoongi but is also juSt as pretty as yoongi
he takes his cap off and pushes his hair back before putting his hat on backwards
“you aren’t yoongi” you squeak out and wrinkle your nose “i’m so sorry, i thought you were someone else.”
“my name is jungkook bUT i’d be happy to be yoongi if you’d like” he gets up off the ground and wipes his hands on the back of his jumpsuit
he flashes you a charming smile and you feel a little overwheLmed
“get bACk to work you moron” you and the yoongi impoSter both look to the left and you smile excitedly when you see who it is “hello - again.” he teases “your car isn’t ready yet, if that’s what you’re here for.”
“i know, i’m not here for the car.” you blurt out and yoongi’s eyes widen slightly in surprise
he pokes his tongue into his cheek and raises a brow before smirking at you
“huh. i see. so what are you here for then?”
“i-“
“yoongi, aren’t you going to introduce us to the pretty lady?” you turn to look over your shoulder and you’re suddenly overwhelmed because there are one two three four five boys standing behind you like a floCK of pigeons
yoongi lets out a sigh
sometimes he wished he worked alone
you can’t help but think that this mechanics shop is just a cover up for some kind of cult
because uh
every single one of these boys are beautiful
taehyung is in charge of paint jobs and customisations
namjoon is in charge of office-related things like contracts and paperwork and finances and things along that line
hoseok takes care of washing cars
and jimin is an excellent polisher (he promised you you’d get beeper back nice and sparKly even though all you have to do is replace the side mirror)
and jungkook..,.,. kind of bounces everywhere (apparently he’s just working here for the summer so he doesn’t have a designated responsibility)
last you saw him he was under a truck and now he’s helping jimin with the buffing
“now that you know everybody- sorry about that, by the way - what brings you here today?”
“i brought you some lunch as a thank you for… giving me free gas.”  
huh
“oh! thank you so much, that’s very sweet of you.” yoongi smiles and rubs his hands together “i haven’t eaten lunch yet so you came at the riGht time!”
niCE
okay this is good
yoongi can’t help but wonder how much you spent on lunch because even the takeout bag itself looks hella fancy
le petit bistro
obviously it’s some french place
and most of the time french places are hella fancy
he suggested you guys eat in his office so that you’d have a liL more privacy (he knows for a fact that the moment you guys pull food out the others are going to swarm around you and ask to donate some bites to them) and also you probably don’t want to smell petrol while eating lunch lol
you went to go wash your hands so yoongi took the opportunity to sneak a glance at the receipt to confirm his suspicions
and needless to say
he is SHOOK
jesus christ
$45???? for a SANDWICH??? one single sandwich????
the water was $8????
what the hell
.,.,,.negative sides of capitalism
well now he can’t help but wonder how loaded you actually are
he’s not going to lie
it’s slightly intimidating to be around someone practically oozing with money
“-i wasn’t sure what kind of sandwiches you liked so i got a croque monsieur for you, i hope that’s okay!” yoongi drops the receipt back into the bag quickly and shifts in his seat as you step into the office
“oh no, that’s totally fine! i love..,. croc monsters.” he clears his throat “what did you get for yourself?”
“a pan bagnat.” you plop down next to him before reaching into the bag
a pain what now
a pain bandaid?????
what the hell kind of words are leaving your mouth right now lol
“remind me what a… ᶜʳᵒᶜ ᵐᵒⁿˢᵗᵉʳ is again?” yoongi takes the box from you and pops it open
it kinda just looks like a plain ol sandwich
.,.,is that a gold leaf on top of it
“it’s just a fanCy ham and cheese sandwich….also did u just call it a croc monster”
yoongi pauses
“….did u just call it a croc monster?” yoongi bites into the sandwich and-
oH mY GOD
if u weren’t in the room with him he’s positive he would’ve busted a nut
holy SHIT that is a good ham and cheese sandwich
his ham and cheese sandwiches neVer taste this good!!!!!!!
“you want a bite of mine?”
“what’s yours?”
“a pan bagnat.” yoongi contemplates this for a second before shrugging and leaning in for a bite but you quiCkly pull back
he raises a brow
did u change ur mind
“say it.”
say wat
“…thank you?”
“no, no. say it.”
“say what?”
“the name of the sandwich.” you smirk
oh NO
you are a sICk, twiSted individual
the thing is
he knows it’s pan bagnat
but he can’t saY pan bagnat
but he KNOWS it’s pAN BAGNAT OKAY
he knows that you pronounced it pahn ban-yay
so he too will pronounce it pahn ban-yay
he clears his throat
“…pain bandaid.”
o dear god
“okay, so you got that one because jungkook dared you to???” you giggle and trace your fingers over the oFFending tattoo
“yep. he kept saying i didn’t have the balls to do it and the next thing i know i’m sitting in a tattoo parlour getting an angry cookie tattooed on the inside of my bicep.” he snorts and jabs it “luckily i have a whole sLeeve of tattoos to distract from shooky.”
“you nAMed him??”
“jungkook did!!!”
you trail your eyes over the rest of his tattoos
your favourite so far (and it’s the biggest one) is of a cherry blossom tree
the way the branches and twigs wrap around his arms is just so beautiful and the baby pink of the cherry blossoms are just so!!! cute!!!!!!!
“how about your hair, then? unless you were born with a head of shockingly icy-blue hair.”
“well, i got drunk on my birthday. and then i woke up with bleached hair, which was traumatising, as you can probably imagine. i wasn’t a fan of completely whiTE hair so i just bought some dye from the drug store and it came out to be this soft blue-grey kinda colour.” yoongi crosses his eyes as he pinches a couple strands of hair in between his fingers
“i don’t know if i could ever do that to my hair.” you murmur and look at your own strands of hair “my scalp would probably die on me.”
“my scalp is already fuLLy dead, so i don’t really care anymore.”
“does that mean you’ll let me dye your hair neon green?”
“…we’ll have to talk about that one first.”
yoongi nearly shits himself when he realises he’s gone twO hours over his lunch break
omg
he has so much to do today he has to go back to work
even though he’s the boss and can take as many lunch breaks as he wants it doesn’t maTTer
“you got any plans for the rest of the day?” yoongi crumples his napkin up and shOots it into the bin
“not really!” you wipe your mouth and put the soiled napkin into the takeout box before putting thAt back into the takeout bag
“here, i’ll throw that out in the back for you.” yoongi picks the bag up and tucks his own box into it as well
“thank you- i dO have some work do to later but hey, you wouldn’t mind if i just hung out here, right?”
yoongi pauses on his way to the door and turns back to look at you
“you wanna hang out… here?” yoongi furrows his brows in confusion “like here-here?”
you shrug
“it just gets preTTy boring at the apartment when i’m all alone”
“well, uh, i guess i don’t see any problem with you hanging out here. i’m just going to be out there with the others, so let me know if you need anything”
??????
yoongi doesn’t usually have to play the role of a hOSt when his customers are around
“cool!!! i’ll trY not to burn anything down”
yoongi smiles to himself and shakes his head before leaving the office
hm
you are a very peculiar girl
and so it goes
you find yourself zipping straiGht to min mechanics as soon as you’re done with classes for the day (you don’t go everyday just because you feel like that’s kinDa creepy and very veRy clingy so you limit yourself to like three or four days a week)
luckily yoongi’s shop is only a 20 minute uber ride away (you were vEry tempted to buy a new car to take over beeper’s place for the time-being but you figured it’d be best to spend your money on things like… groceries??) so he’s not toO out of the way which is good!!!!!!
although you have a feeling that even if yoongi was 3 hours away you’d stiLL make the trip to see him
and although it seems like you’re just there to check up on beeper because yOu miSs hIm it’s fairly obvious you have a lil thing for yoongi
“hey, um, just outta curiosity - how old is yoongi?” you adjust on the stool and avoid jungkook’s gaze when he turns back to look at you
he glances over at yoongi “he just turned 26! he’s an old man” jungkook snorts and goes back to wiping down the windows
26
that’s.,.,.,. uh
that’s kinda hot
you cross your legs and prop an elbow up on your knee before propping your chin up on your palm and you let out a dreamy sigh
everyThing about yoongi is kinda hot
the way he rolls his sleeves up to expose his forearms when he’s about to get down and diRty gets your gears grinding
or when his tongue swipes over his bottom lip after he’s taken a swig of water
or how deep n rasPy is voice gets sometimes
not to mention his tattoo sleeve
you haven’t gotten a good look at it yet but you’re not complaining because it makes him fall into the bad boy category and you are a HOE for that
“i’m 22, by the way. much, much younger than yoongi.” jungkook points out and turns around to lean against the truck
“mm, that’s cool, kook.” you smile although your eyes are glued on a certain someone else  
jungkook snorts and rolls his eyes
maybe he should get a tattoo sleeve
“you know she’s staring at you again”
yoongi has to bite back a smile to keep himself from looking like a smitten schOOlgirl  “is she?” he asks casually and flips to the next page of the catalogue
he glances over his shoulder and sure enough you’re staring right at him
of course the moment you get caught you quickly look up and pretend like the ceiling fans whirring above are the most interesting things you’ve ever seen in your entire life
“she’s cute”
“i know” yoongi looks up and narrows his eyes at hoseok who is… stiLL staring at you
yoongi takes a step to the side so that he’s blocking hoseok’s line of sight “don’t you have a tire to change or something?”
hoseok immediately raises his hands in defense
“all i’m impLYing is that if you don’t do something soon i might have to hop on that and take her for a ride-” hoseok yelps when yoongi rolls up the catalogue and suddenly starts smacking him with it
“get baCK to work before i FIRE you”
“whatcha eating?” you glance up from your magazine when you become acutely aware that you are no longer alone due to the fact that there are three shadows blocking you from the sun
ah yes
the three amigos
jimin taehyung and lil ol jungkook
you know exactly what they want
you swallow your bite and use your chopsticks to gesture to the takeout box of sushi (it’s a dynamite roll (your fave!!!!) from this amazing sushi place called nori) sitting on the little table next to you “sushi.” you flip to the next page of the magazine
“what…. kind of sushi?”  
“dynamite roll.”
you hear them murmuring to each other and the only thing you manage to make out is a ‘u think she’ll let us try’
yeah
it is always a mistake to bring food here but for some reason you don’t listen to yourself and you always bring food here
and u know what maybe this is just because ur kind of selfish (especially when it comes to the dynamite rolls from nori) but u don’t really want to give them a bite but at the same time you know for sure they’re not going to leave you alone til you let them try
“cool, cool.” taehyung clears his throat
you give them all an unimpressed look before snorting in amusement and picking up the takeout box then holding it up for them
“one piece each.”
and the gates of hell swing open
he immEdiately opens his mouth and sucks it in like a vacuum cleaner
and then you offer a piece to jimin
and then you offer a piece to jungkook
and once they’re all satisfied they finally leave you alone
now you’re down 3 pieces of sushi but it’s finE
you don’t think of yourself as a person who puts effort into things unless you’re parTicularly passionate about something
and you just so happen to be vERY passionate about (1) min yoongi so you surprise yourself when you realise that instead of spending thursday evening watching netflix, you spend three hours doing research on the different parts of a car juSt so you can go into min mechanics and blow yoongi’s MIND
u want to impress him ok it’s not a big deal!!!!!!!!
anyways
you have a couple bullet points that you scribbled down on your palm jUSt in case
you are READY to impress the heck out of yoongi
“that radiator sure looks busted, huh?” you peek over yoongi’s shoulder and take a step back when he turns to look at you “you should probably check the coolant levels.”
yoongi furrows his brows in confusion
what is happening
it doesn’t make sense that you suddenly have a very vAst knowledge of cars considering the fact that you thought your car was broken when it was literally just out of gas
.,.,.,what is going on
“that is the radiator, you’re correct. and it is busted.” you smile proudly and give yourself a mental pat on the back and it is pretty busted. “there’s a blown fuse and a couple of wires are corroded.”
“have you checked the lower radiator tank?”
“uh- yes, i checked that. i don’t really need to check the lower tank if i’m looking at an electrical problem though.”
uh oh
we’re starting to go downhill
quICK say something else
you unfurl your fingers and glance down at the messy scribbles on your palm (the ink is starting to bleed because ur starting to get nErvous and your palms always get clammy)
“how about the coolant?”
“don’t need to check coolant levels either.” yoongi hums and reaches over to untwist the tank cap “and you already mentioned the coolant levels earlier-“
and then it hits him
it finally hits him
his fingers freeze on the cap momentarily
oh
bless your heart
he pressed his lips together to keep himself from smiling too widely “-but if it makes you feel any better i’ll check the coolant levels again?”
“no, no! if you don’t need to check it, then you don’t have to.” you clear your throat “the… the fan clutch is… you should check that too. the fan clutch is… it’s a vital part of the radiator.”
“say, i have a question for you.” yoongi spins around and leans back against the car
“mhm?”
“what exactly does the radiator do, y/n?” he raises a brow before crossing his arms
you know this
oh my god you KNOW this
you literally read a 12 page document talking specifically about radiators HOW the hell are you BLANKING right now
okay fine
just play it cool
if you act like you know what you’re talking about it’ll be more convincing
“it…” you kiss your teeth before glancing down at the radIatoR “it… radiates… um, it radiates energy so that the car is able to… move.” you explain as conFidently as you possibly
“and what’s a fan clutch?”
“oh! you know, it’s the part that just…” you shake your fist in the air “just… clutches the fan, y’know? keeps it in place.”
“huh. that’s right.” yoongi cocks his head
wait what
holy shit
you’re a genius
you are a GENIUS  
“i am???”
“no.” he deadpans and smirks when you scowl playfully “you’re cute, though.”
.,,.,.frick
“good morning, namjoon.” yoongi hums as he steps into the office with a biG bag of lollipops
“morning…?” this is vEry unfamiliar territory because the last time yoongi said good morning to namjoon it was on his birthday
well
it’s best not to question it
he should just enjOy sociable yoongi “you seem extra chipper this morning!” namjoon points out
“do i?” yoongi pulls the lid off the glass jar and sets it aside
click clack click clack
the lollipops hit the side of the jar as yoongi fills it aLL the way up
he turns to toss the bag away into the bin
namjoon pulls a lollipop out of the jar before furrowing his brows
he twists the treat in between his fingers and takes note of the little cartoon strawberries on the wrapper “i thought you were a raspberry man?”
“i am” yoongi plucks the lollipop from namjoon’s fingers and plunks it into the jar before covering it up
“but all of these are strawberry flavoured.”
“yes, and?”
namjoon raises his hands in defence “nothing! just saying.”
how very odd
yoongi despises strawberry
“hi namjoon!” the little bell tinkers as you step into the office
“y/n, hey! how was your day? yoongi’s in the middle of a call but he’ll be out soon.”
“it was okay! i got my essay back and i did pretty well- oOH strawberry” you gasp and iMMediately shoVe your hand into the jar
there it is
the final piece of the puzzle
it all makes sense now
“huh.” namjoon leans back against his chair and crosses his arms as he watches you unwrap the lollipop excitedly
“whaht?” you ask aroUnd the lollipop and namjoon shakes his head
“oh, nothing.”
interesting
vEry interesting
yoongi despises strawberry but it seems like he doesn’t despise you
it is univERsally known that sundays are meant to be day-offs
you’re supposed to sleep in on sundays
you go out for bRUnch on sundays
you most certainly don’t wake up at 8am and spend twO hours getting ready and then take an uber down to the mechanics shop to see the cute boy who works there
normal people don’t dO THAT
“what are you doing here? it’s sunday…” even yoongi is confused as to why you’re here
hE doesn’t even want to be here
“i know, i just… y’know, i was bored, so-“
“you came all the way here because you were bored?” yoongi’s brows knit together and you feel your cheeks flush
you reach up to scratch the back of your neck before pursing your lips “…yes?” you look around and realise that no one else is in sight “where is everyone?”
“…it’s sunday.” yoongi teases and brings his attention back to the faulty hose in his hands
god
what is wrong with the hose today yoongi slaps it against his palm a couple of times
his brows furrow in frustration before he gives it a good tWisT-
SCHKKKKKKKKKK
oH Okay there it is
“there we go!” yoongi twists it back to turn it off “i think i might need to invest in a new hose because i just wasted like 10 minutes trying to turn it on“ he looks up at you
OH MY GOD
you’re gawkinG like a fish and all the blood drains from yoongi’s face when he realizes what just happened  
oh mygOD
he’s going to have to work for the rest of his life to pay for your dry cleaning
he’s going to have to sell his shop and that won’t even be enough to cover the cost of cleaning your gucci purse
“y/n… shit… i am sO sorry….” yoongi swallows thickly because you still haven’t responded  
you drop your purse on the floor and yoongi presses his lips together
t-the gucci is soaking wet
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hooOooOOOLY SHit he wants to die
he wants to die!!!!!!!!!!!
he wants to guZZLe a gallon of petrol and just DIE
you’re going to sue him
no
you’re going to get your dad to sue him which is even worse
he drops the hose to the floor with a clatter before turning to grab the rag sitting on the hood of the truck  
“i’ll get you another towel but you can use this to dry off for no- WHAT-“ not even a seCOND goes by and all of a sudden there’s water being dumpED right on top of him  
and to make matters worse
this is soapy water used to wash the car
he’s dripping with dirty soapy water from head to toe
“there. now we’re even!” you let out a sigh and set the bucket down before wiping your hands on the back of your leggings even though that does absolutely NOTHING
“…you have three seconds.”
you’re still wiping your hands on your leggings “three seconds to- oH MY GOD WAIT-“ you begin sprinting as soon as yoongi moves into action and the next thing you know he’s chasing you around the garage with the hose
you two are acting like chiLDREN
“yOONGI NO” you shriek when you feel cold water blast against you once again
your guys laughter bounces off the walls of the garage along with the occasional screEch from you
“get away from me you freAK-“ yoongi cackles when he gets a good blast of water right against your butt causing you to scream even louDer than you already were
you can feel him gaining on you because the pressure of the water is starting to get stronger and stronger
you let out a shriek before bursting into laughter when yoongi wraps his arm around you from behind and you immediately start squirming in his grip
you manage to turn around and the two of you start baTTling for the hose
“giVE it to mE-“ you squeeze your eyes shut because you’re sure getting blasted in the eyeball with water won’t be nice
“over my dead body!!!!!!” yoongi laughs and starts tickling your sides with his free hand
“min yooNGI it’s my turn to-“
“get your grUbby hands off the-“
of course
the floor is now slippery as hell (and yoongi’s water bill is going to be hIGH this month if you two keep going at it lol)
so of course
“woAH-!“
“oh SHIt-“
the nExt thing you know you’re staring up at
well
you’re staring right up at yoongi
“i-“ you have no idea why but your fingers are wrapped around his soaKing wet bicep and you quickly let go and place your hands on either side of you like a damn corpse “hi.”
the hose has been completely abandoned next to you guys and it’s still spurting out water
“hey.” he pants from the exertion of chasing you around the garage and his eyes flicker down to your lips veRy briefly you’re not sure it even happened
he’s settled riGht in between your legs and once you realise this your cheeks flame up
oh my god
dO something
“call it a truce?” you offer meekly and yoongi raises a brow before nodding once
“…i suppose so.” you yeLp in surprise when he suddenly shakes his hair out like a dog and practically assaults you with droplets of water
you scowl playfully and wipe at your cheek
yoongi grins down at you and gets off of you
he stands up and looks down at his sopping wet jumpsuit before offering you a hand “c’mon.” he jerks his head towards the office “let’s dry you up, doll.”
you wring the water out of your blouse and yelp quietly when you feel cold droplets of water splatter onto your bare foot
also
this YSL mascara was noT worth the money because you look like a raccoon right now
“i have an extra shirt somewhere… ah, here we are!”
you look at yoongi in the mirror of your compact as he emerges from the office with a-
oh good god
what is that
you clap your compact shut and tuck it back into your purse before spinning around and letting your eyes trail down to the….
can u even call that a shirt
“i refuse to put that thing on my body.” you can’t even bring yourself to reach out and take the raggedy denim button-up from yoongi because it just looks so.,.,.,.,.,. grOSS
“aw, c’mon! it’s cute! denim is super trendy.”
“why is it so dirty??”
“they’re just grease stains!! i swear!” yoongi brings the shirt up to his nose and takes a fAT whiff “anD i washed it!”
“well you can either wear this oR you can wear your sopping wet clothes.” yoongi points to the garBage bag containing all your soaking wet belongings and you let out a groan before reaching out and taking the shirt from him
“if it’ll make you feel better i have a pen here and i can just write gucci on the label!”
“ha-ha, very funny.,,., i accept louis vuitton as well”
“i’m going to see if i have any clothes for myself” yoongi disappears into the office again and you work quickly to rip your soPping wet clothes off as quickly as possible
“you know, i can always hook you up with some better quality shirts!” you start buttoning yourself up and you bring your arm up to your nose to give the sleeve a little sniff
it smells like his cologne >:)
you tug the shirt down a little bit and look behind you to make sure your ass isn’t hanging out and saying peekaboo
it’s big enough to the point where it covers everything appropriately and also it reaches mid-thigh
but if you bent down you’d definitely be giving everyone a show lol
“we can stick your logo on the back and everything-“
“sorry, what’d you say? i didn’t catch that.”
you turn around to face yoongi “i was saying that i- oH“
o-OH My GO D
R E D  A L E R T
your heart literally stops at the sight of a very, very shirtless yoongi
he shakes his hair out before running a hand through it with a sigh “luckily i had some spare clothes here otherwise i’d have to drive you home completely naked…”
you are bAREly paying attention to a word he is saying right now
this is it
min yoongi is one of the seven wonders of the world
he has a pair of grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips and not to be nsfW but he might,..,,. not be wearing any briefs right now.,..,
you glance back up at his face and clear your throat when you realise he’s staring right back at you with the teeniest of smirks
“what’s the matter, doll? cat got your tongue?”
the cat don’t but that diCK dO
“your carriage awaits, madam” yoongi bows and gestures towards his pick up truck
“why, thank you, kind sir.” you gladly take his hand and he helps you into the truck
the car ride consists of you and yoongi continuing to get to know each other a lil more
the conversation flows very smoothly and easily between the two of you and that makes u happy :-))))
you tell him about that one time you thought there was a robber in your house but it turned out to be a squirrel which is moRE confusing because how the hell did the squirrel make it up so high
yoongi tells you about that one time he was staying late at the shop and hE thought there was a robber in the garage but it was just a drunk jungkook tripping over a stack of tires
you ask him about his family and he asks you about yours
you tell him you love ur mom and dad a lot but you’re suPer glad to be living on your own because it gets overwhelming sometimes
yoongi says he has a good relationship with his family too (but they weren’t pleased when he came home for new years and they discovered his tATTOO SLEEVE and his BLEACHED HAIR)
he tells you about his lil dog named holly (who he misses so much!!!!!) and you tell him about your pet turtle walter who lives at home with your parents
you find out that his favourite pizza toppings are pepperonis and pineapples and you fULLY roast him for that disgusting combination
and then he finds out that your favourite pizza toppings are spinach leaves, fire-grilled chicken, and caramelised red onions and he’s like okay miss bouGIe do u realise how much more expensive my pizza would be if i asked for fire-grilled chicken  
he listens to hip-hop most of the time but he does have a soft spot for ariana grande and halsey
he bEgs you not to say anything to the boys
he’s not insecure about his masculinity or anything
he just doesn’t want them to bLAST break up w ur boyfriend i’m bored in the shop all day even tho it’s a B O P
“okay, turn into the roundabout here…” you point towards the penthouse buildings once yoongi drives past the gates (u live in a gaTed community u r so bougie!!!!!!!!!)  
“this building? the one with the… marBle fountain?”
“mhm, you got it.” you unbuckle your seatbelt and turn to smile at him “thank you for the ride and the shower.”
“anytime, doll.” yoongi plays along and his right eye drops in a wink
he chews on the inside of his cheek nervously
should he go for it
,.,..,
yeah he’s going to go for it
“hey, by the way-“ he stops you before you can hop out of the truth “the guys and i are hanging out this friday at this club we usually go to... don’t feel pressured to say yes or anything but if you wanna tag along that’d be totally-“
“yEs i would love to!” you blurt out and yoongi pauses and chuckles lightly
omg
yES you definiTEly want to
“okay, i’ll text you the details as soon as i figure out what’s happening.”
“sounds good!!” you shut the door and yoongi rolls the window down
“i’ll see you later then?”
“mhm! by the way - i’m keeping the shirt.”
yoongi snorts and rolls his eyes playfully as he watches you make your way to the entrance
he bites back a smile and leans back against the seat before letting out a breath and turning the truck back on
you really are something
friday can’t come soon enough
oh boy
your bedroom looks like it’s just been hit by a tornado
because it is a mEss
“i have nothing to wear!” you whine to nobody in particular as you stand in the middle of your walk-in closet and look around at the racks and racKs of clothing surrounding you
first you tried a tank top tucked into a pair of jeans and a sensible cardigan but then you remembered riGHt i’m going to a club i’m not going to the LIBRARY
and then you tried this brand new dress from chanel but you decided it was too ~avant-garde~ (u don’t really know what that means but that’s how the lady described it to you when she was selling it to you) for the club
and theN you tried a jumpsuit kinda thing but you’re not going to want to completely strIP down and sit on the toilet butt-ass naked when you have to pee
but u know what
after 2 hours (yes, TWO hours) of going through your closet you think you’ve finally pieced a sensible outfit together
it’s a baby blue slip dress (you bought it to match with beeper and u will shamelessly admit that) and you pair it with these adorable strappy platform sandals and of course a brand new gucci clutch  
hm
you look so cuTe you love this outfit
you kinda look like an early 2000s bratz doll and you’re,.,.,. ObseSsed with that
also
if someone compliments you on your outfit you’re definitely going to hit them with a “oh, this old thing? i just threW it on!”
no one will ever know it took you 120 minutes to pick (1) blue dress
you’re taking this secret to the GRAVE
yoongi offered to pick you up but you told him you’d be fine getting there by yourself
plus you really wanted to go in fashionably late (not tOO late of course) and just knock the socks off of everyone
you fully accept that you are a tiny bit of an attention whore
>:-)
“i think i should’ve picked her up.” yoongi mutters as he takes the last sip of his beer
it’s 9:30 and you’re stiLL not here
he’s checked his phone literally ten times in twenty minutes to make sure that he hasn’t missed any texts or calls or
“i think you’re overthinking this. she’ll get here! maybe there’s traffic.” jimin pats yoongi’s shoulder before returning to his conversation with hoseok
“and even if she doesn’T come you can still have fun with us!” jungkook points out and yoongi frowns “what??? we’re just as fun as y/n!!”
“we might be just as fun as y/n but yoongi doesn’t wanna make out with you like he does y/n-“
“soRRY you guys my uber dropped me off like three blocks away from here for some reason and i didn’t realise how hard it was walking in platform sandals” yoongi jumps in surprise when you suddenly poP out of nowhere
“this is why i should’ve picked you u-“ yoongi turns his head and finally gets a good look at you
shit you look good
he’s.,,.,. never seen your bAre legs before but he most definitely wants to bury his face in between them!!!!!!
oops
“are you two done checking each other out yet?” taehyung raises a brow and you and yoongi break gazes immediately
yoongi looks up at the little lightbulb hanging from the ceiling and you look towards the bowl of pretzels sitting on the table
namjoon smacks tae’s arm scoldingly
quick change the subject
“have you guys just been sitting here this whole time?” you take a seat next to yoongi and you’re hAPPy to report that he doesn’t move when the side of your thigh presses up against him
you’re used to seeing yoongi in a jumpsuit (which is hot) or like a plain white tee tucked into a pair of jeans (which is aLso hot) but tonight he looks extra EXTRA hot
he’s wearing all bLAck tonight
black t-shirt
black ripped jeans
black bomber jacket
he even smells sexy
he smells like that denim shirt that’s hanging in ur closet
oH and he’s wearing a bandana and for some reason the sight of him in a bandana makes you s w e a t
yoongi leans back and drapes an arm over the back of the booth and you’re vEry tempted to snuggle right into him but unfortunately the two of you are noT at that stage yet
“this is our third bowl of pretzels and our second round of beers, so no, we haven’t just been sitting here this whole time.” jungkook points out smartly and you nod understanDably
he’s such a dweeb
you love it
alright well
apparently the party don’t start til you walk in
you give yoongi’s thigh a couple pats before pointing at the bar “i’m gonna go get us some shots!” you grin excitedly as you slide out of the booth
all of the boys sit in silence until they all decide you’re at a safe distance away from them
“…..she touched your thiGhHhHhhhH” taehyung wiggles his brows and yoongi scoffs and rolls his eyes
“so what?”
“…yo diCK is close to your thiGhHhHhhhH”
“so in a way she indirectly touched your dick” jungkook holds his hand out for a fist bump
yoongi looks at the two of them in an unimpressed manner
“hi, can i get a round of kamikazes please?” you smile politely at the bartender before handing him your card
you gon be honest
you don’t actually know what a kamikaze is
you googled a list of shots on your way here and kamikaze was on that list
there’s also a type of shot called a blowjob but you’re not sure how it’s going to go down if you ask the bartender for a round of blowjobs
“what’s a pretty little thing like you doing at a place like this?” you jump in surprise when someone suddenly appears next to you and you’re about to run away in fear but then you get a better look at this guy
there’s no other way to describe it
this binch looks just as Expensive as you
you recognise that limited edition gold rolex that wink at you under the shoddy lighting
“…i could say the same for you” you raise a brow before turning to face the bar again
whY is the bartender taking so long
the guy laughs and tilts his head back a little before leaning forward and offering you a smirk “i’m seokjin. and you are?”
“not interested.” you clap back immediately jin raises his hands in defence but doesn’t back off
“feisty, aren’t we?”
“only when we have to be.” you shrug casually
“fair enough.” he hums and drums his fingers against the counter
a beat of silence goes by and you’re surprised he hasn’t made anoTher move
this guy seems harmless enough so you figure that giving him your name won’t be the woRst decision you’ll ever make in your life
plus the bartender is really taking his sweet time with those drinks and you’re getting bored
“i’m y/n.” you stick your hand out and jin’s eyes flicker down to your hand before he takes it graciously and gives you a firm shake
“well, it’s very nice to meet you. are you here by yourself?”
you snort immediately and shake your head “i wouldn’t come here by myself.” the bartender pauses and raises a brow at you and you give him a sheepish smile “no offence.”
if you thought your drinks were taking a long time to be made they’re going to take even lonGer now
good job u goober
“can i at least buy you a drink? maybe you can come over to my booth and we can chit-chat, see where that takes us…”
“or you could just buy me a drink and we can go our separate ways from there.” you grin and jin tilts his head before letting out a small laugh
“is that how you’re going to play it, sweetheart?” the thin gold chain hanging around his neck shimmers slightly as he shifts and leans closer to you
“i pholhd yew i could fit more phretfulz into my mouf fhan yew” jungkook mumbles and a pretzel falls out of his mouth
jimin is crAcking up at the sight of taehyung practically drooling all over himself
namjoon looks disappointed and hoseok looks vEry amused
yoongi glances over at the bar and furrows his brows in confusion when he sees you talking to,.,.., someone you’re obviously very comfortable with if you’re letting him tuck your hair behind your ear like that
whoever this fella is
he’s wearing a crisp button-up tucked into a pair of slacks and he has his sleeves rolled up (and he knows how weak u r for rolled up sleeves because you always get really moon-eyed when hE rolls his sleeves up)
yoongi clears his throat and shifts in his seat
what was he thinking???  
christ
you guys are from two different worlds
what
was
he
thinking!!!
inviting you here?? and you’RE paying the shots omg he should’ve gone up there to pay for the shots
“miss, your round of kamikazes?”
“be a gentleman, kihyun. why don’t you deliver her shots to her friends for her?” jin points over at yoongi and the others and kihyun nods obediently
“oH oh you really don’t have to- okay never mind”
jin is a nice guy but also u want to go back to ur friends
“so, where were we?”
“you were about to buy me a drink and i was going to accept the drink and then leave” you joke and turn to look over your shoulder juSt in time to see kihyun setting the tray down on the table
okay you know what
one drink isn’t going to hurt
you’ll just enjoy onE drink and then you’ll leave
that way the boTh of you are satisfied..,,.ish
yoongi can’t help but glance over at the bar agaIN and he rolls his eyes when he catches the sight of you throwing your head back in laughter at something
who the hell does this guy think he is anyway
and what kinda guy who dresses like thAt would want to hang out here
no
he’s overthinking it
“hey, your friend told me to bring the shots here. seven kamikazes.”
“OoOohHH yeah lets gET IT” jungkook reaches for a shot as soon as the tray is set down and it goes down his hatch in 0.1 seconds
uh
okay wow
obviously you’re not interested in hanging out with them anymore because you’re stiLL with that guy at the var aND you got the bartender to deliver the shots over so you could kEEP talking to mr. perfect over there
“ooh, these are good!!”
“veRy citrusy”
“are we sure there’s even alcohol in this because it kinda just tastes like orange juice”
“you think we can order more?”
yoongi’s shot is the only one left untouched
jungkook reaches over to tap his shoulder
“hyung, you gonna take a shot?”
yoongi clenches his jaw and reaches over blindly for the shot glass
he tilts his head back and swallows it before setting the glass down firmly
“jEez it wasn’t like i was going to take it or anything” jungkook mutters under his breath
whAtever
yoongi wipes his mouth with the back of his hand
you’re allowed to flirt with whoever you’d like
it’s not like you guys have a thing or anything
you even told him you didn’t want him to come and pick you up so obviously you’ve established that this is a friendship and nothing more
it’s fine
yeah
you guys don’t have a thing
which means hE can flirt with whoever he’d like as well
“anywaYs you’re very nice, jin, but i don’t want you to get the wrong idea or anything…” you smile sheepishly and scratch the back of your neck
you don’t want to tell this complete stranGer about the ins and outs of your will-they-won’t-they relationship with yoongi but you are vEry much tipsy and tipsy y/n just does not have a filter whatsoever “i’m here with yoongi!!!!!!” you clear your throat and gesture towards where the boys are
that strawberry margarita was really good
you could probably drink like twelveteen more of those  
jin glances over your shoulder and raises a peRfect brow (you need to ask him where he gets his brows done because woW)
“which one is this yoongi?” he looks back at you
uh
you weren’t expecting to be quEstioned like this
“uh, he’s the one with the-“ you turn to glance over your shoulder
huh
yoongi isn’t at the table
“well he’s around here someWhere he’s wearing a bandana and he has a tattoo sleeve you know he’s reALLy not that hard to spot-“
“oh! i see him!” you perk up immediately and try to follow jin’s line of sight “you mean the one dancing with my friend?”
wait what
“your friend? where’s your friend-“ the moment your eyes land on yoongi and jin’s friend you feel every single droplet of blood draining from your face
oh boy
yep
that’s yoongi alright
she has a hand tangled up in his hair while the other is running down his chest
he leans down as she says something in his ear and you see him laugh
the two of them continue to sway to the beat and you feel sick to your stomach when you notice her push yoongi’s hand down from her waist to her bum
you immediately turn back to face jin and you feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment
u just told this guY that you were here with another guY only to find out that the guy that you came with looks like he’s having a greAt time with someone else  
yikes
“for the record - i would never do that to you.” he asks “chivalry is hard to find nowadays, no?”
you swallow thickly and try to snap yourself out of it
it’s not a big deal
yoongi can do whatever he wants
it’s not like he’s showing romantic interest in you just because he invited you to hang out with him
you’re just one of the bros
“say- how about you and your friends join my friends and i in the vip room? the more, the merrier!” jin nods in acknowledgement as the bartender sets a tray of shots down on the counter for him
“uh, maybe! maybe. thank you for the drink, by the way.” you smile politely and watch as he heads towards the velvet door with a gold VIP label on it
how faNcy  
you weren’t going to mention anything to the guys but they asked you what took you so long and the moment the phrase ‘vip section’ slips out of your mouth all the boys immEdiately slide out of the booth and head to said section
you and jimin bumped into yoongi on the dance floor on the way there and you kinda just.,.., awkwardly trailed behind him and his new gal pal as aLL of you made your way over there
anyways
now you’re here
in this truly unfortunate situation
and you are praying to all the gods to just make a black hole appear in the ground and swallow you up
first of all
you didn’t know how Big this room was
and you didn’t know that one person (jin) could have so many frienDS
because you are sitting in a circle with probabLy like twenty-ish (or more) other people (including the boys of course)
the point is you want to be literaLLy anywhere else BUT here right now
“i’m assuming everybody knows the rules of the game-“ jin sets the empty bottle of beer in the centre of the circle and you feel your palms starting to sweat because heLLO you don’T know the rules of the game
also you don’t know haLF these people
a couple of the girls introduced themselves to you but you have horrible memory so their names went into one ear and riGht out the other in like 0.1 seconds
“maybe you should, like, go over the rules one more time to… y’know, to refresh our memories!” you clear your throat and feel your cheeks heat up when you catch jennie snickering
“okay, well… you spin the bottle, and whoever the bottle points at, you have to kiss them for ten seconds.”
“it’s pretty self-explanatory.” one of the other girls mutter
you take your bottom lip in between your teeth nervously “what happens if you don’T wanna kiss that person?”
“then you have to take off an article of clothing.”
wait what
t-that doesn’t sound like regular spin the bottle
thaT’s not how they do in the movies!!!!! everyone’s clothes stay ON in the movies!!!!!  
and then you realise
you oNLY have a dress on
you don’t have a cardigan or a jacket or anything
so if you don’t wanna kiss anybody you’re going to have to take your dress off
in front of all these people!!!!!!!!!!
can i get a thank u nEXT
“um, i have another question!” your hand shoots up into the air “what if instead of taking a piece of clothing off you take a shot instead?”
“ah, that’s a good idea! if you don’t want to kiss your person, then you take a shot aND you take a piece of clothing off!” jin claps his hands together “good thinking, y/n!”
WAIT WHAT
nO you would like to retrACT your statement omg
so
you can safely say that this is one of the WORST experiences in your life
it’s about twenty minutes into the game
they actually changed the rules again so now you take a shot regardless of if you want to kiss your person or not
needless to say everybody is pretty hammered right now
except you of course
you’re like KindA tipsy
like giggly tipsy!!!! jin just keeps ordering margaritas for you and it would be ruDE of you to reject them
but you haven’t taken any shots yet
because you are one of the only people who hasn’t gotten a chance to spin the bottle yet (thank god)
you also are one of the only people who the bottle hasn’t landed on yet (which is also a thank goD)
“hey”
you turn to look at jin and a smile twitches at your lips when he hiccups
his cheeks are rosy and he’s glowing a bit
loVe that for him
“what do yoU want” you tease
“is there a mirror in your pants?”
“i’m not wearing pants.” you point out and gesture to your dress
“yah- can you just play along??” jin scoffs and pinches your arm
“okAy okay fine go on”
“-because i can seE myself in them” he beams proudly
you snort and roll your eyes playfully before whacking his bicep as he bursts into squeaKy giggles
“you think you’re funny?” you tease and jin nudges his elbow against yours
“you don’t think i’m funny??”
“i absolutely don’t think you’re funny”
“oOOh i have another one”
“can’t be any worse that that mirror one”
“the word of the day is legs.”
“is it?”
“let’s say we head back to your place and spread the word.”  he purrs into your ear and you nEARly screech
“jiN!!!!” you gasp and turn to gawk at him “that’s hoRRIBle you FreAK”
yoongi clenches his jaw when he sees you smack jin’s arm as the two of you continue giGGling away at god knows what
whatever he said can’t possibly be thAt funny
“my turn!!!” jennie gets up onto her knees and shuffles towards the bottle
you suddenly stop laughing because oh no it’s jennie’s turn
with a quick fliCk of her wrist she sends the bottle spinning
okay
logically speaking there is a 1/28 chance of it landing on you
but more importantly
logically speaking there is a 1/28 chance of it landing on a certain someone else who shall not be named but it’s pretty obvious who you don’T want it to land on
your nails dig into the meat of your palm as you watch the bottle intently
you don’t get a chance to continue worrying about the logistics of the situation because jin taps your shoulder again
good
you need a distraction anyways
she spun it really violently so it seems like it’s going to take a while to get there lol
“hEy hey hey i’ll give u a nickel if u tickle my pickle”
you snort immediately and shake your head
“i’ll give you a nickel to shuT up” you reach over to flick his forehead “we met like forty minutes ago but i am confident in saying that you only think with your dick”
“in thAt case would you like to blow my mind?”
chRIST
it neVER ENDS
yoongi sets his beer down slowly when the he realises the bottle is pointing right at him
he swallows thickly
oh boy
his eyes flicker up and he sees jennie looking right at him with bEdroOm eyes
and then he hears you and jin craCking up and he turns his head to look at you guys
…..,.,,.,.
what if jin takes you home tonight
what if jin takes you home tonight
well
FINe
if jin takes you home tonight then he’s allowed to take jennie home tonight
yoongi’s eyes flicker back to jennie and he gestures towards himself before leaning back against one palm “get over here.”
“c’mon now, that one was really good!”
“if you ever approach someone with that line you’re going to get slapped-“ you immediately lose your train of thought when you turn your head to see jennie and yoongi fuLLy going at it
“and that’s 10 seconds!”
yoongi’s the first to pull away and he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand
he ain’t gon lie
that was kind of slobbery
her lip gloss is also sickLY sweet
“y/n, you’re the only one who hasn’t spun yet! why don’t you give it a try?” jin nudges your side and you snap out of it and look at the bottle “i know yoongi’s technically supposed to be spinning now but we should give you a shot at it before someone goes twice.”
“oh, i don’t- um, i don’t… i think i might just skip my turn.” you smile nervously
your heart is haMMering away in your chest
there are a million and one thoughts running through your mind right now and the amount of alcohol that’s flowing through your veins probably isn’t helping to calm you down
u just
u really liked yoongi :-(
you’ve had so much fun spending time with him for the past couple of weeks
but obviously you aren’t his type
which is okay! that’s fine
everything’s fine
also
you don’t want to play this game because you don’t want your first kiss to be because of spIN the bottle
“c’mon, y/n. we aren’t getting any younger here, girl!”
“o-okay! okay, i’m- i’ll spin.” you clear your throat before leaning over and grasping the bottle
you give it a good agGREssive spin and watch as it goes round and round and round and round
oh boy
this sucks
you thought he liked u back
like you really REALLy thought he liked you back
he’s just been so nice and sweet to you!!!!!!
well to be fair he kind of has to be nice and sweet to you because you are paying him to fix your verY expensive car
he probably just wanted a faT tip that’s why he’s been so kind
and maybe he only invited you here tonight because you bought lunch for him
also you literally have no experience with situations like this so you can’t assume that he likEs you just because you like him
whatever
you should go for someone like jungkook who’s closer to you in age
well thEre you go again assuming that someone who obviously doesn’t like you likes you
“hey, look at that! it’s your lucky day, y/n!”
you snap out of it aGAIN and look down at the bottle that’s pointing right at
jin
you turn your head to look at him and he immediately flashes you his oh-so-charming smile “get ready for the best 10 seconds of your life, darling”
you immEdiately start to panic when jin reaches up to cup the side of your jaw and your fingers wrap around his wrist tightly
okay
yeah
just go with it
kiss him
he’s a nice guy!!!!! he bought manY drinks for you, he invited you and your friends to his vip room, he’s nice!!!!!
you’re going to give this complete sTRanger your first kiss even though you would much rather give it to yoongi
jin has nice lips though so maybe you can just preTEnd it’s yoo-
“waIT WAIt waIT-“ jin jolts in surprise before his eyes pop open and he blinks at you “i- my lips are chapped.”  
his eyes flicker down to your lips and you feel your cheeks flush when his thumb brushes over your bottom lip “they feel awfully smooth to me.”
he starts leaning in again
and in the corner of your eye you see yoongi leaning in and whispering something into jennie’s ear
she places her hand on his knee and starts sliding it up his thigh
and you don’t know what happens
but you snAp
“what the hell is wrong with you??”
y i k e s
jin’s eyes pop open and he’s about to retaliate but he realises you’re not even looking at him
you’re looking at yoongi
yoongi furrows his brows before scoffing and look around the circle “is this part of the game?” he jokes and there’s like a scAtter of nervous laughter
“i’m-“ you look around the circle as well and swallow thickly
ok
maybe u just embarrassed urself a little bit by your outburst
a couple people are avoiding eye contact with you
namjoon presses his lips together and looks down when you look at him
hoseok is giving you a pity-infused smile
and jungkook
jungkook fell asleep on one of the girls
“i’m- uh, i should go.” you mutter and get up off the ground “soRRy about that, you guys!” you clear your throat and gesture to the bottle “someone else can take my turn!”
“i’ll spin!” jin claps his hands together when a beat of silence goes by “if ya can’t take the heat, get out of the kitchen!” he jokes
another round of scattered laughter
at least there’s less awKward tension
you can feel how hot your face is from under your makeup
at least it’s full coverage so no one will ever be able to tell that your face is on FIRE
the chilly air sobers you up a little more as you push the door open
you let out a breath and pull your phone out to call an uber
you just want to go home
wipe all this makeup off
wash your hair
maybe you’ll take a bubble bath
do a face mask
“y/n, wait-“ the momeNT you hear yoongi’s voice all hell breaks loose once again
you are AN G RY
“let gO of me-!” you shove yoongi’s hand off your wrist before whipping around and adjusting your purse on your shoulder with a huff
yoongi immediately raises his hands in defence before he furrows his brows at you “what the hell was that all about?? are you ok-“
“is this just a game to you??”
yoongi blinks at you before scratching the back of his neck
“is… is the game… just a game to me?”
“no i’m not talking about the stUpid game yoongi i’m talking about-“ you pause because you don’t really know hoW to word this without sounding like an obsessive maniac “i don’t understand you! i thought you- you’re just sO fruSTRATING”
yoongi scoffs immEdiately and crosses his arms
“i don’t think you’re allowed to say that when you were the one flirting with jin like craZy”
“i wasn’t- i wasn’t flirting with him!”
“you totALLy were! someone would have to be blind if they thought you weren’t flirting with him!”
“you were the one who literally mADE out with someone else!!!”
“y/n, it was a game-“
“i just don’t think it’s fair that yOU were the one who invited me to this hole in the wall and then yOU go off and start making out with someone else and dancing and-“
“well you know what i am so so sorry for taking you to this grubby hole in the wall!” yoongi snaps and you shut up immediately “you know what, you’re right, i think it’d be better if you just left.”
“i think it’d be better if we just nEver saw each other again!” you snap and cross your arms “we’re compLETE opposites-“
“sounds good to me!!! we’re from two diFFerent worlds so you should heAd back to the land of elitists because i- oh! should i hail a cab for you or is that too gross and poor for little miss spoilt brat??” yoongi’s tone is sO patronising and you’re (this) close to slapping him across the face “what’s the matter?? something doesn’t go your way so the firSt thing you do is sTorm out like a child????”
“excuse me?!” you hiss and shove at his chest “you’re an asshole. you’re an asshole!”
you already feel angry tears prickling at your eyes as you whip around
“fuck, y/n, wait-!”
all you know is that you don’t ever want to see min yoongi ever again and you’d be happy to get in your car and run him over and over and over and ovER agAIN
and suddenly you’re reminded that you don’t have a car to run him over with because your car is in hIS damn SHOP
“y/n, i didn’t mean-“
somehow you manage to cross the street without tripping over yourself and you pick up the pace to get as far away from yoongi as possible
god
what a night
you should’ve stayed home
the moment you step into the penthouse everything just seems to go wrong
your keys fall the ground with a clatter
you nearly trIp and fall flat on your face as you undo your sandals
you toss your clutch onto the couch but it bounces off the pillows and falls to the ground
you head straight to your bedroom and the second you throw yourself onto the bed you burst into tears
you hate everything
everything sucks
min yoongi espeCially sucks
you hate that he,.,.,. he patronised and belittled you like that
you haTe that he made all those comments about you being a spoilt brat because everyone who’s ever been mean to you have made those exact comments and you never thought yoongi would be one of those people
okay look
you don’t want to be one of those rich people but you can’t help it!!!! yes you’ve always had more of a comfortable lifestyle (which is completely out of your control like wtf you didn’t chOOSe to be born into a well-off family) but like.,., at the same time it’s isolated you
throughout elementary school and high school you know for a fact you were invited to all those parties and dinners only because people knew that you’d be the one who’d get them the most expensive presents (you got this one girl a purse from louis vuitton one year and the next year when you got her a bag of gummy bears ((because she liKED guMMY BEARs)) she literally threw them into the bin and you were like??? and then when you apologised and gave her a necklace from tiffany’s she immediately forgave you and you did noT like that vibe) or you’d be the one who was always like “i’ll get the bill!!!! no worries!!!!!!”
and now we’re back to square 1
completely alone
because you’ll never be anything more than little miss spoilt brat who maxes out daddy’s credit card and pouts when she doesn’t get what she wants  
oh my god
you’re going to be become one of those rich old ladies who don’t have anybody to share their huGe mansions with
“hyung? you alright?” jungkook asks meekly
as soon as yoongi ran out after you all of the boys did the same
of course they kept their distance but they heard evErything from your guys’ conversation
and now yoongi’s just standing by the truck
namjoon clears his throat before jingling the keys in his fingers (they fell out of yoongi’s pocket when he ran out) “i’ll drive because i only took that one shot and i’m pretty sure it’s worn off-“
all of a sudden yoongi swINgs his fist and drives it sTraight into the side mirror
hoseok yelps in surprise and jimin immediately slaps a hand over his mouth
the mirror immediately cracks and shatters into pieces before splintering onto the ground
yoongi’s panting slightly as he inspects the damage on boTh the mirror and his fist
droplets of blood splatter onto the floor among the pieces of glass
he clenches his fist and watches as crimson continues to ooze out of the fresh wound
yoongi opens the door and hops into the truck before slamming the door shut
everyone else kinda looks at each other
poor jungkook has gone has white as a sheet of paper because he gets vEry queasy over the sight of blood
“he bent the mirror.” tae squeaks out
he did noT know yoongi was capable of causing that much damage
“everyone get into the truck. now.” namjoon hisses lowly and everyone scuRries to get in
the shards of glass crunch underneath the tires as namjoon pulls out of the parking spot
yoongi stays silent the entire ride back
he doesn’t flinch when namjoon tends to his wounds and literally pulls a thin sliver of glass out from his knuckles
it sTings and burns like hell but it doesn’t show on his face
it’s fine
yoongi knows he deserves the pain.
it has officially been twelve days since the blowout
and yoongi thinks he’s losing his mind
he can’t stop thinking about you
he can’t stop thinking about how your eyes glazed over and your bottom lip trembled
how your voice wavered as you shoved at his chest and called him an asshole
it doesn’t matter
you two would’ve never worked out anyway so maybe this fight was for the best
he just won’T come in to work the day you come and pick your car up
yeah! it doesn’t matter at all
all you are is an entitled trust fund baby who whines when she doesn’t get what she wants and when you dO get what you want it’s simply not enough
but oh
yoongi knows he’s just lying through his teeth when he says that
you’re noT just this one-dimensional princess
there’s more to you than just that
there’s so much more to you
you’re so kindhearted and generous
hE was the one who fucked up
hE was the one who got weirdly insecure and completely lashed out on you
hE was the one who made out with that jennie girl in front of you knowIng that there was something between the two of you even though it had never been established
he knEW that you liked him yet he still pulled all that shit
why?????? WHY?????
anyways
he hasn’t made a move to text or call you because he knows you’re not going to respond to him
he did draft out this long long text message but he ended up deleting it
and he was going to leave a voicemail but it was just really awkward and also he ran out of time
it kept beeping on him before he could finish his speech
he knows he’s the last person you want to hear from right now
yoongi looks down at his wrapped up knuckles and slowly makes a fist
oW
why couldn’t he have punched a piLLOW
yoongi swivels around in his chair when he hears a gentle knock on the door
“what do you want?” he gets straIght to the point and jimin raises a brow before deciding it’s okay to let himself in
“uh, i just need you to sign off on this order.” he places the clipboard on the desk
yoongi’s pen glides over the dotted line quickly and he clicks it before shoving it back into the pen holder
“cool, thanks.” jimin nods and picks the clipboard back up
before he can make it to the door yoongi speaks up again
“can i ask you something?”
jimin turns to glance over his shoulder before he turns all the way so he can face yoongi
he has a feeling he knows where this is going
“you guys heard everything, didn’t you?”
“heard wha-“
“you know what i’m talking about.” yoongi says gently
jimin knows it’s best noT to beat around the bush
after all he doesn’t want to end up like that side mirror
lol
.,,.,too soon?
“um, yes. yes, we heard everything. we didn’t mean to, though, we just ran out because-“
“on a scale from 1 to 10 how badly did i fuck it up with y/n?”
god damnit
he should’ve gotten jungkook to come in here and ask yoongi to sign the sheet
jimin immediately presses his lips together and avoids yoongi’s gaze “with all due respect hyung i really don’t think it’s any of my business-“
“i just need you to be honest with me because i have no idea what to do and i-“
“like a 20. like a colossal 20.” jimin blurts out and offers him a shrug when yoongi stares at him in shoCK
twenty????? TWENTY OUT OF TEN
yoongi lets out a groan and leans back against his chair and he stares at the ceiling fan whirring around and around
he presses the heels of his hands into his eyes and curses to himself
“do you like her?”
“of course i like her, you moron.” yoongi scoffs and shoots him a dirty look
“hey you know what i don’t have to help you if i don’t want to.” jimin starts to get up and yoongi reaches out to grab onto his wrist
he lets out a sigh “i’m… i’m sorry. i know you’re just trying to help, i’m just kiNDa all over the place right now”
jimin plops back down on the seat
“so you like her?”
“as we’ve established already yeS i do like her”
“well why don’t you just tell her that?”
“i don’t… i can’t.” yoongi exasperates and tilts his head back before folding his hands on his stomach
“what do you mean?? it’s obvious she likes you back. or she at least likeD you back. i’m not sure about it with the present situation.”
yoongi gives him a warning look
“i’m not… i’m not for people like her, y’know?”
jimin snorts and leans back against the chair “what’s that supposed to mean? are you from mars? are you not human?”
“not like thAt! she’s supposed to be with like… i don’t know, a businessman or a manager or-“
“you’re a businessman aNd a manager-“
“of a car repair shop, jimin. not like some biG shot car repair shop either.”
“you’re overthinking this big time. i’m not going to sit here and deliver a whole speech about you need to follow your heart and all that bullshit - at the end of the day, y/n obviously likes you for you. so get your head out of your ass and talk to her before it’s too late.”
“what if it’s already too late?”
“trust me, it’s not. knowing y/n she probably would’ve broken into the shop in the middle of the night to get her car back if she never wanted to see you again.”
yoongi can’t help but laugh at the sight of you picking a lock with like a gucci hairpin or something
“…can i clock out early because i helped you?”
“absolutely not.”
you spoon a bite of coco puffs into your mouth and chew slowly
yuck
room temperature cereal is not pleasant
mushy cereal is not pleasant either
would not recommend
0/10
you toss the bowl into the sink carelessly and winCe at the loud clank
oops
you haven’t been up to a lot lately in the past twelve days
you go to class
you go home
you do work
you turn netflix on
you eat dinner
you take a shower
you go to bed
time seems to have meshed together nowadays
you just feel so
..,drained
your phone buzzes on the counter and your heart drops to your stomach when you see the contact name
‘min mechanics’
o no
you’re not ready
you don’t want to talk to him
your finger hovers over the decline button but it seems that your finger has a mind of its own because-
“oh shit-“ you pick the phone up as soon as you hit the accept button “hello?” you clear your throat
“y/n? hey! it’s namjoon.” you can’t help but let out a breath of relief because if it was yoongi who called you would not have known how to react
“joon, what’s up?”
“beeper is ready for you!! we polished him up and everything! you can come pick him up whenever you’d like.”
“…you can’t drive him to my place or anything?”
you hear namjoon let out a sigh from the other end of the phone
“i could do that for you… but i think you and yoongi have some things to talk about.”
“i don’t want to talk to him.” you murmur and namjoon hEars the pout in your voice
“i know you don’t, but you know you need to talk to him. it’s definitely going to be awkward but-”
“i don’t even think he wants me around, namjoon. he said it himself, we’re from two different worlds!” you huff and flop down on your bed
“obviously it’s none of my business but i just… yoongi’s happier when you’re around, y’know? and i know for a fact that he makes you just as happy - it’s pretty obvious you two are… into each other, and i just think it’d suck if you let this bump in the road ruin your relationship with him… he’s stubborn, i know…”
“he said a lot of hurtful things, joon.” you feel your eyes starting to water as you’re forCed to relive the memory “like, a lot of hurtful things.”
“i know he did. i- i don’t know what to say about that but you have to believe me when i say yoongi is not that kind of person. just… please come?”
well
it looks like you don’t have much of a choice because you do need your car back
“…i’ll swing by later, joon.”
you heard namjoon let out a breath of relief “that’s great, y/n, that’s so great. i’ll see you later!”
yes
you will noT regret this
plus you do want to clear the air with yoongi even though you hate confrontation
anD you want to apologise because it wasn’t right for you to freak out like that when he was with that other girl
you guys hadn’t established any kind of relationship so it simply didn’t make sense for you to be all bOO-hooey and-
ooH or you could just get a new car so you never have to see him again
maybe you’ll move to greece
live on a vineyard
start your own wine-making business
enjoy fresh pita and hummus and kalamata olives everyday
noPE
don’t do that
don’t throw money at your problems and expect them to go away (even though you can definitely afford to move to greece)
you are noT that cowardly person anymore
“miss? uh, we’re here.” you look out the window and feel your heart starting to race when you see that familiar sign
min mechanics
ok
it’ll be fine
just go in
find namjoon
find beeper
and get the heCk out of here
it was a mistake to wear your boots today because you are doing the complete OPPOSITE of avoiding attention
click clack click clack clickclackclickclackclickclackclickclack
“hey guys” you smile shyly when you pass by the boys
they’re all working together on a convertible and they all look shoCked that you actually came  
aLL the boys are here
which has to mean that yoongi’s around here somewhere
o god
you’re like three seconds away from getting a heart attack
okay nope
just focus
you push the door open and the bell tinkles
“joon,” you are sO relieved to see namjoon sitting behind the counter “sorry i took so long to get here.”
the door to yoongi’s office is closed
thank god
maybe he didn’t come in today
“it’s all good!” namjoon chirps and pulls out a couple sheets of paper from a file before getting up and placing them on the counter ”how have you been? uh, sign here, and here.”
“i’ve been good! a little busy with studying for finals and all that but either than that i’ve been good.” you nod and click the pen “how about you?”
“i’ve been doing well. i’ve been watching these nature documentaries on netflix-“
“-planet earth?” your hand pauses on the sheet and for the firSt time in twelve days you flash a genuine smile
“planet earth!” namjoon laughs lightly “it’s a great series, i love it.”
it’s a good thing you and namjoon have good small-talking skills otherwise it would just be compLETE silence right now
“okay, there you go.” you set the pen down and namjoon takes the sheets from you and double-checks that you signed everything
“i’ll go and get beeper ready for you! just wait here, i’ll be riGht back.”
“wait but-“ before you know it namjoon walks past you and leaves you aloNE in the office and you start chewing on your bottom lip nervously
maybe you can go hide in the washroom til namjoon comes back
yep
sounds like a good plan-
all of a sudden the office door opens and you feel your heart stop
frICK
“hey namjoon have you seen the- …oh, uh…“
“hi.”
“hey.”
a beat of awkward silence goes by
the tension is sO thick and you’ve never been so uncomfortable in your entire life
“i was just- sorry, i was looking for namjoon.”
“oh, he, um, he’s getting bee- my car, he’s getting my car for me.” you clear your throat and gesture towards the front door
“cool, cool.” yoongi slaps a hand against the frame of the door gently and nods
christ this is awkward
what happened to that small-talking skill girL
“alright, y/n! he’s all set and ready to go!” namjoon sticks his head in and he falters when he registers what’s going on
his eyes flicker in between you and yoongi “oh, sorry, was i interrupting-“
“nO no you weren’t! i’m comIng” you move at lightning speed to get as far away from yoongi as possible  
“y/n wait-“ there’s no way in hell yoongi’s going to let you get away agaIN
he’ll find another dang mirror to punch if he lets that happen
namjoon hands him the keys to beeper along with a notepad “you should probably do the final check on the car instead of me”
“yeah, thanks man.” yoongi tucks the notepad into his back pocket before jogging out
“heY jimin did a really good job with the polishing!” you smooth your hands over beeper’s hood “beeper’s blinDing me-“ you turn around and jump in surprise when you see that it’s yoongi standing behind you and not namjoon “….where’s nam-“
“please shut up for like one second.”
ooOOOKAY
noT the greatest opening line!!!!!!!!!!!!
oof
yikes
…,,.yooF
he’s nERVOUS OKAY
he wasn’t expecting to have to deal with this sO quickly
if he’d had known that you were coming today he would’ve prepared some flash cards or something but this is his chance to just be completely real with you and get everything off his chest
“y/n, i’m sorry. really, i am. i’m not very… good with apologies but this is me trying my best.” he clears his throat and he looks like he’s having a hard time collecting everything that he wants to say to you “all the things i said to you… god, i was a complete asshole and you didn’t deserve any of that. i-i didn’t even mean any of that shit i said, y’know? i think i just… i got all weird and insecure because i saw you with jin and i just… it reminded me that we… we’re… i’m… i mean, i’m a mechanic, for crying out loud. i fix cars for a living and he had a damn gold watch that probably costs more than my rent!! i understand if you don’t ever wanna talk to me again, i totally get it, i wouldn’t wanna see me again either after being spoken to like that but i just needed to say sorry to you to let you know that i really, really didn’t mean a word of what i said. you deserve so much better than me.” yoongi shrugs and scratches the back of his neck “i don’t know. it’s stupid. i’m stupid. i don’t-”
“the only difference between you and jin that i really care about is the fact that i don’t like jin, but i… i like you.” you admit shyly and if your face wasn’t red before it certainLy is now “and it doesn’t matter to me that you’re a mechanic, y’know? i’m sorry, too. i said some things that i didn’t mean either… i really appreciated you asking me to hang out with you and the guys and that place wasn’t even that grubby!! i was just being- i don’t know, i think i just mad at you because you.. dId all that with jennie-“
“-which was the worst kiss of my life if that makes you feel any better-“
“i’ll forgive you if you forgive me?” you suggest and yoongi nods enthusiastically
“i will find a way to make it up to you, i swear.”
“also, you’re a moron.”
“wha- well, yeah, i guess i deserve that but-“
“okay now it’s youR turn to shut up for like one second.” you stick your hand up and yoongi clams up immediately “you’re a moron for worrying that i was going to pick jin over you just because he’s a millionaire-“
“he’s a millionaire-!”
“because i could give leSS of a shit about that! you’re really sweet and kind and i think you’re awfully funny aNd not to mention you’re pretty easy on the eyes-“ okay y/n reel it back a bit lmao “a-anyways yeah that’s- look the point is you shouldn’t be insecure over something as silly as your job..,,. in faCt i think the whole mechanic thing is actually kinda sexy”
oKAY that’s noT reeling it back at ALL BUT GREAT GOD JO B you said what you wanted to say
“also…what the hell happened to your hand?”
oh right
yoongi glances down at his wrapped up hand
should he tell you that he punched a side mirror and had a shard of glass stuck in his knuckles
“eh, don’t worry about it. it was just an accident.” he waves it off
hm
you’ll find out soOner or later
“so-“ yoongi clears his throat “…you like me or you like-like me?” yoongi raises a brow and offers you a cocky smirk and you immediately scoff in response and cross your arms before looking in the other direction
“don’t flatter yourself i was just being nice”
“don’t lie to me now” yoongi steps closer to you and hooks a finger under your chin before turning your head so that you’re facing him “you got anything you wanna ask me?”
your eyes immediately widen
well
yes
you have a question for him of course you have a question for him
hoW do you even approach a situation like this do you just bluRt it out????
“do you, um, do you…” you puff your cheeks out in frustration and immediately divert your gaze to the ground
you start toeing at the ground nervously (which is something you haven’t done since you were like 12) while your fingers tug at the hem of your blouse
“like… i-i just… do you… do you like me? …back? do you like me back?” you finAlly get it out of your system and you feel like your entire face is on fire “it’s just… sometimes i get the feeling that you like me and other times i get the feeling that you’re just being friendly and i’ve never really, y’know, i don’t have a lot of experience with this kinda stuff so i just need you to tell me straight up if you like me back or if i’m just being delusional…”
“what do you mean by not having a lot of experience with ‘this kinda stuff’? you mean going out and getting something you want by yourself?” yoongi teases and your cheeks flush even further
wow
now that you two have forgiven each other it seems like he’s reverteD back to his usual self
yoongi likes this
this is a fun game
obviously you’re used to getting what you want with the snap of your fingers
and yoongi is a firm believer in the idea that in order to get what you want you gotta work hard
you gotta put in the effort!!!!
yeah suRe he knows that you like him just as much as he likes you (and thaT gets him super excited)
but he’s not going to give in to you that easy
no no
if you want him you better shoW him that you want him
“well yes buT also i meant like… boy-related experiences? i dunno” god this is humiliating
you hATE this
if you could turn back time you wouldn’t have brought this shit up in the first place you should’ve just hoPPEd into beeper and nyOOmed out of the garage “i haven’t even had my first kiss yet so like- look just teLL me if you like me back or not because i’m about to lose my-“  
“wait- you’ve never been kissed?” yoongi’s brows furrow in confusion and he tilts his head
how is that possible
how is it possible that you’ve never been kissed
ok well
now he feels a little bad for dragging this whole thing out
and also
he’s never seen you so… insecure? before
you can’t even look him in the eye
“are you kidding me?”
what the heck!!!!!!!!!!!
of course he likes you!!!!!
he’s liked you from day one!! when you walked in with your leather booties and your heart-shaped sunglasses and your little ‘hellooOOOoOo’
he liked you even more when you shoved your clobbered side mirror into his chest and insisted he fix your car right now immediately
and he liked you even even more when jungkook was straight up flexing in front of you but all you were paying attention to was him with your bottom lip tucked in between your teeth and your cheeks all pink and rosy
that was for him
all for him
“well you don’t have to say it like thAt” you grumble and reach up to scratch at the back of your neck “look thiS was stupid just forget i said anythi-“
“i like you back. i definitely like you back.” yoongi admits casually as he scribbles something on his little notepad
“you- oh. okay.”
ok
you didn’t think thiS far ahead
what’s your next move
uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
“so what are you gonna do about it?” yoongi tucks his notepad into his pocket and crosses his arms before looking at you expectantly
uHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
he pokes his tongue into his cheek and tilts his head when you continue to stand there and stare at him blankly like a deer in headlights “ah. so you’re not going to do anything about it. alright.” he sighs and turns to head back to the office “i’m just going to bring namjoon back out here and he’ll take care of-“
and before you know it you’re grabbing onto his wrist and yanking him back and-
yoongi feels like his heart is about to explode when you pull him down and press your lips against his
his eyes flutter shut and he places his hands on your hips and gives you a gentle squeeze
your arms are wrapped loosely around his neck and you pull away with flushed cheeks
oh god
u just kissed yoongi
thAt was your first kiss
mission success!!!!!!!!!
“…there, i did something about it” you grumble and puLL your arms back
and then it hits you
oh my god i just kissed yoongi and woW his lips are like supEr soft and he tastes like cherry which makes sense because he loves those lollipops-
“you’re so cute.” yoongi laughs and nudges you back til you’re sitting on beeper’s hood
you’re pretty sure you’re not supposed to be sitting on beeper
“what are you doing? i-“
you know what you could care leSS about beeper because yoongi’s kiSsing you!!!! again!!!
AGAIN!!!!!!!!!
:~)
you have your fingers curled up in yoongi’s jumpsuit as you kiss him back and you let out a little whimper
yoongi’s thumbs circle your kneecaps before they drag a cheEky trail up the inside of your thighs
he squeezes your thighs and encourages you to open them wide enough so that he can stand in between them
“you good?” he mutters against your lips and you nod quickly and pull him closer
goD you’re so CUTE
he’s so soft for you it’s insane
he pulls your hand away from his jumpsuit and brings it up so that you can wrap your fingers around the nape of his neck
you immediately slide your hand up and tangle your fingers into his soft locks “there you go”
yoongi pulls away from you and revels in the small whimper that you let out
god
aren’t you a vision
your lips are swollen and glossy and your eyes are all blown out and your cheeks are warm and rosy
all that just from a little bit of kissing
“why’d you stop?” you pout and tug at his wrist
“you’d pass out if i continued.” he smirks and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear “and it appears we have an audience, don’t we?” he gets a little louder towards the end of his question and you immediately twist around to look behind you
sure enouGH the boys are all crouched behind a truck staring at the two of you like a bunch of PERVS
they immediately break off and pretend like they weren’t just watching you guys maKe out with each other
jungkook and taehyung bump into each other in their rush to head back to their stations and you snort at the sight
you turn back to face yoongi
“it was probably a good thing we were interrupted” yoongi leans down and gives you another quick kiss before helping you off the hood of the car
“what makes you say that?”
“i was fully ready to go down on you on top of-“
“bEEPER??” you gasp in mock horror and slap your hands over the top of beeper’s hood “you were going to defile me on top of my own car??”
“i mean…” yoongi shrugs before nodding
take you over the hood of your car?
heck yeah he would
he’d take you over the hood of anY car
“don’t listen to him beeper,.,.,. i’d neVer do that to you…”
if yoongi didn’t know any better it’d probably be safe to say that you might be a little tOo in love with beeper
yoongi is a busy man
he has a lot of cars he has to patch up and a lot of parts he has to put together
but uh
making out with u in the driver’s seat of his truck is a much better way to pass the time
he’ll just get the others to take care of the parts for him later
“u know i’m supposed to be replacing a muffler right now…” yoongi lifts his face and brushes his lips against yours teasingly
you can’t help but grin when you pull away slightly and yoongi squeezes your waist in warning
“u know that sounds like a you problem” your nose nudges against his and yoongi tilts his head upwards to kiss you again
since the two of you made up and forgave each other you’ve been visiting the shop moRe than three to four times a week
you practically live at the shop now
and yoongi doesn’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing
on one hand he likes having you around and he likes getting to kiss u whenever he wants
but on the other hand
it’s vEry distracting having you around and getting to kiss u whenever he wants because he aLways wants to kiss you
another bAd thing
whenever he kisses you the others get all oOoOooohHHhHhhh and yoongi is always so tempted to hurl a wrench at all of them
anyways
yoongi’s on his lunch break (that ended twenty minutes ago) and he decided to sneak you into his truck that’s parked in the back alley
his lips move with yours slowly and he revels in the little whimper that leaves you when he nips at your bottom lip
you’re acting extra cute for somE reason
and you look extra cute too
you’re wearing a pretty floral romper paired with your faVourite boots and once again you will never admit to anybody that it took you an hour and a half (you’re getting better) to throw it on
you decide that you’re going to be bold today and you find your hands slowly sliding down yoongi’s chest til they reach the buckle of his belt
yoongi reaches down quickly and wraps his slim fingers around your wrist before offering you a smirk and a tilt of his head “someone’s a little eager, no?”
“don’t you want me?” you push your bottom lip out in a pout and yoongi leans in to give you a lil peck
“course i do.” he chuckles lowly before raising a brow “but how about we start off with something more mild, hm?” he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before his fingers glide down your jaw and he hooks one under your chin
“like what?” you lean down a little and nip at his fingers playfully and yoongi has never felt more fuckiGn endeared in his life
“do you trust me?”
“course i do.” you drape your arms around his shoulders
“alright, let’s just get you settled right here…” he lifts you up off his lap and onto his right leg instead
his.,., thigh?
you separate your legs so each knee settles on the leather seat on either side of his clothed thigh
ur not..,,.s ure what’s going on right now
but it’s once you get comfortable that you begin to feel the friction
“now what do i- oH-“ you gasp noisily when yoongi’s leg presses upwards and suddenly you spaSm a bit of out of surprise  
tingles shoot up your spine and your fingers twitch slightly on yoongi’s chest
“that feel good?”
“i- i’m not sure yet.” you blink down at yoongi’s thigh and he can’t help but laugh
“need me to help?”
“that would be ideal, yes.”
“well, it’s pretty easy. you just-“ he places his hands on your waist and pushes you back and imMediately you feel another spark of pleasure “and then you come this way,” he pulls you back and flexes his thigh underneath you and you let out a little hiccup
how..,,.intriguing
eventually you get the hang of things
you’re kinda doing it on your own but yoongi’s still guiding you back and forth a little
“that’s it, doll, just like that,” yoongi breathes out, his grip tightening on your waist as he helps you ride his leg
he leans back against the seat and watches you with hooded eyes as you continue to get yourself off on his thigh
your romper and your panties are botH very thin so you can just feel the rough fabric of yoongi’s jeans rubbing up against you
you’re not going too hard but you’re not going too soft either
yoongi swallows thickly because now he has a pretty good picture of what you’d look like riding his c-
“christ-“ you gasp as yoongi raises his leg and pushes riGht up into you as he leans in and attaches his mouth to your neck
“now does it feel good?” he murmurs against you and you gasp and wrap your fingers around the nape of his neck
you can’t even describe how amazing this feels and all your thoughts are just white noise because holy shit this feels so good
you nod quickly and let out a whimper when you feel another wave of pleasure tremor through your body
god
you’re so soft n warm
and so submissive
“yoongi, please...” you don’t even know what you’re pleading for here but that’s all that’s able to come out of your mouth
he looks down and groans quietly when he notices the damp patch on his jeans
“oh,” yoongi coos mockingly, “you sweet thing, you... i wanna wreck you.”
you let out a whine and press your forehead against his shoulder as you continue grinding down on his thigh
your desperation pulls a low moan from yoongi’s throat and he shifts underneath you
“there you go, baby… such a good girl…”
look
you’re not entirely sure what happened here
but somehow you shifted from yoongi’s thigh to yoongi’s crotch
and yoongi just wanted to make this about you so he also doesn’t know how this happened but boY is he glad it happened
you’re literally going to make him cream his pants like a overly-hormonal 14 year old boy and he hasn’t done that in a long loNG TIME but you know what he does noT mind
“ah, fuck-“ yoongi growls and clenches his jaw as his calloused fingers dig into your supple flesh as you continue grinding down on him
you know how yoongi mentioned earlier he had a rough idea of what you’d look like riding him
well now he has a really reALLY clear idea of what you’d look like riding him
he can tell you’re close by the way your breathing has gotten heavier and your cheeks have become more flushed
and he is definitely going to keep this image of you tucked in his brain for safekeeping
you grow dizzy from pleasure and all of your senses are in ovErdrive and all you can think of is yoongi yoongi yoongi yooNGi
“yoonGi, i think i- nngh, yoongi-!“ yoongi’s hand slides up your thigh and curves your waist before he’s gripping at your ass to mould you to him
“look at you, you pretty little thing,” yoongi groans when your hips stutter
you’re driving him absolutely wild  
“lemme hear you, doll, nice n loud for me-“
yoongi is panting because goddamN you really seem like you want him to come before you  
he can bArely keep it together but there’s no way he’s going to come first
he pushes you down on him and lifts his hips up at the same time and you throw your head back with a breathless moan
“i-i- oh, t-that feels really- hAh-“ yoongi sucks a hickey into your skin and continues forcing you down on him
“you have no idea how badly i wanna be inside of you-“ he growls lowly and that does the trick
your toes curl as you’re finaLLY pushed over the edge and you swear you see black dots in your vision, whimpering through your release  
the sound of you gasping his name out and the sight of you trembling above him is what eventually gets to yoongi and he curses to himself as he reaches his high and gasps your own name in return
you feel a warm gush from underneath you and your eyes widen at the wet spot on yoongi’s crotch area
he gives you a few final thrusts before he slides his hands down from your waist so that they rest on the tops of your thighs  
you’re still breathing heavily as you lean down to press your forehead against his
“hi.” yoongi grins and gives u a little kiss and you immediately shy away from him and he feels his heart practically exploDe in his chest
“hi.” you murmur as you keep your gaze on the silver chain around his neck
you reach down to fiddle with it because you don’t know whaT to do now
yoongi reaches up and hooks a finger underneath your chin so that he can finally catch your gaze “you okay?”
you nod shyly and feel your cheeks flush again
“what’s gotten into you, hm?” yoongi teases and leans in to give you another quick kiss “ya can’t get all shy on me now when you were humping me like a rabbit in heat literally thirty seconds ago”
“yOoNgI”
“no but really!! what’s up?”
“i just like u a lot” you admit and your nose scrunches
yoongi grins and feels his heart skip a beat
he reaches up and pinches your nose and you immediately scowl and flick his hand away
“i like you too, doll.”
out of all the mechanic shops in the city
you are vEry happy that beeper decided to run out of gas a minute away from min mechanics
:-)
so
here’s the deal
you asked yoongi to teach you how to change a tire and he was understandably vEry confused because on a list of things that you would never want to do he thinks it’s pretty safe to assume that ‘change a tire’ is on that list
he told you that if you ever got a flat tire all you’d need to do is call him and he’d come to save the day
but you defended your decision saying that you thought it was good for you aND it was an important life skill
because it is!!!! kinda??
for someone who was very adamant on learning how to change a tire you don’t seem to be paying much attention to the actual changing of the tire
“remember? righty tighty, lefty loosie.” yoongi places his hands over yours and helps you turn the wrench
he has a hand placed on your waist as he hovers over you from behind and your mouth tugs up in a subtle smirk when you feel him push himself against your bum (it wasn’t on purpose though because he’s just trying to get that lug nut loose since it’s screwed in real tight)
“righty loosie lefty tighty i got it”
.,.,,.,.,he’s sure you’ll figure it out eventually
“i’ll be back in twenty minutes to check up on you!”
“wait but don’t you wanna stay here to watch-“
“twenty minutes!” you scowl as you watch yoongi head back to the office
what the heCK
your plan has been foiled
you didn’t actually want to have to change aLL the tires!!!!!!!
you nearly fall flat on your ass when you give give the next lug nut a firm yaNk
aLas nothing happens
you don’t know how you’re supposed to change four tires when you can barely handle four lug nuts
aH
maybe if you put some grease around them they’ll be easier to unscrew
wow
you’re a genius
“did you manage to change all the-“
oh
now yoongi knows why you like it when he has smudges of grease all over his hands and his face
you’re gloWing from the exertion of changing tires and your (his) shirt is riding up a bit because you tied it up into a little knot
and he didn’t notice this earlier but your butt looks reALLy good in those jeans
“i did it! i changed every single tire on my own!!!” you wipe your hands on the rag before giving one of the tires a firm kick “look at these bAd boys! c’mon c’mon give me another set of tires to change that was so FUN” you bounce up and down on excitedly
you reach up to wipe your cheek with the back of your hand
“you should take a break and join me in my office!” yoongi takes your hand and starts dragging you towards the office
ya he’s 110% going to go down on you in his office
“or-“ you pull back a little and make him stop walking “oR you can give me another set of tires to change and you can go back to your office?”
yoongi freezes
.,,.what?
“you… you want to change more tires?”
“mhm!!”
“but i just- you don’t wanna go into my office?”
“why would i want to go to your office? there are no tires for me to change there.”
“.,,.go talk to hoseok to see if he has any cars for you to-“
“okAY BYE”
o god
he’s created a monster
ah
finals season
a wonderful time where students are forced to coop themselves up and build fortresses out of their notes and textbooks
you’re not sure how you survived through your finals considering you had like fiVe of them
but the point is
you are DONE
you’re finally done!!!!! you’re FREE
a downside to finals (adding to the other many maNy downsides of finals) is that you forced yourself to stay away from yoongi (and u made him promise not to come see you even tho he really reaLLy wanted to come see you) because you didn’t want to be distracted and min yoongi is a big big distraction
which means you haven’t seen yoongi in nearly two weeks
you’ve texted him and you’ve called him but the phone calls are brief and the text messages are short because time is precious when it comes to exams!!!!
it might not seem like it but you are (surprisingly) vEry studious
yoongi called u a nerd when he face-timed you one night and you were wearing your thick reading glasses because your eyes were starting to give up on you from like 6 hours of staring at your laptop  
“heLLooOOoooo” yoongi perks up when he hears a very familiar voice
he pokes his head up over the raised hood of the car
ah
theRE you are
yoongi grins from ear to ear when he sees you bouncE excitedly into the shop like a little bunny
once you spot him your eyes liGHT UP
“yoongi!!!!!!!!! i missed u!!!!!”
“yeah, baby? you missed me?” yoongi tosses the rag over his shoulder “how much did you miss me?” he teases and wraps an arm around your waist before pulling you closer
“missed you a whole lot.” you breathe out and your eyes flicker down to the lollipop in his mouth
“how were your finals?”
“they were good…” you’re barely paying attention to what yoongi’s saying because all you can focus on is how slick n red yoongi’s lips are
and then
a lightbulb appears above your head
“that’s great! i’ll take you out for ice cream as soon as i-“
you yank the lollipop out of his mouth and yoongi squawks in surprise
and then you’re wrapping your lips around the bright red sweet in a manner that seems far from innocent “what flavour is this?” you hum around the lollipop
yoongi’s mouth goes dry and he swallows thickly “cherry, i-i think. cherry.”
you pull it out from your lips with a pop and stick it back into yoongi’s mouth “i like strawberry more.” you wiggle out of his grip before patting his cheek “alright, i’ll leave you alone now!”
“oh nO you don’t-“ yoongi’s hand darts out and he grabs onto your wrist before tugging you backwards “what makes you think you can get away with doing something like that so easily???”
“because you like me and ur not going to do anyThing about it” you giggle when his fingers dig into your sides playfully
yoongi pauses and raises a brow at you
“…is that a challenge?”
“you tell me” you shrug innocently
you know
you should really learn to keep your mouth shut sometimes
or maybe not
because you’re in a preTty nice situation right now
“you’ll stay nice n quiet for me, won’t you, doll?” yoongi hums against your neck
your skin burns with his touch as he slides his hand over the tops of your thighs before he’s nudging your knees apart so he can settle in comfortably
“no promises.” you giggle softly when you feel his hands sliding underneath your sundress
yoongi pauses all of a sudden and you’re abOUt to retract your statement but then-
“gimme a sec. i’ll be back.”
o
ok
you hear him leave the room and close the door behind him and you start swinging your legs back n forth
and then you stop
oh god
you hope he’s not like.,.,,. puniShing you or anything
he’s not mean enough to leave you high and dry like this right
.,,.,.,.right
yoongi shuts the door behind him as he comes back in
he’s hiding something behind his back
“whatcha got there?”
he takes your chin in between his pointer finger and his thumb and then he taps your bottom lip gently with his thumb “open.”
you part your lips slightly
yoongi slides a lollipop into your mouth and you immediately hum contently
peaches and cream!!!!!!!!
needless to say the lollipop actually does a pretty solid job at keeping you quiet
well
kinda
yoongi might have to pull out his spare bandana or something for extrA reinforcements but he’s kind of preoccupied right now
yoongi’s tattooed arm wraps around your middle and he has a hand gripping your hip as he presses you flush to him
“yoOngi- oh, god, yoongi-“ you gasp
he buries his face in your neck before starting to kiss and suck marks into your skin
“so fucking tight-“ yoongi grunts and you nEarly crunch down on the lollipop when he hits that golden spot
“mmpH-“ you suck exTra hard around the lollipop when yoongi picks up the pace
you can barely keep yourself up
you’re tempted to just floP down on the desk and let him have you like that
each snap of his hips against your lower back is more powerful than the next
ur literally going to break a tooth this lollipop thing was not a good idea
you yank it out of your mouth and it drops to the desk with a clatter
also it was making you drool big time and you don’t know if that’s a particularly sexy look or not
honestly you’re pretty sure yoongi doesn’t care whether you’re loud or not because yOU could care less about your volume
“f-fuck, yoongi,” your eyes roll to the back of your head when yoongi’s hand slithers in between your legs “oh, my god-“ your knuckles turn white as you grip the sides of his desk
“too loud, baby,” yoongi smirks as he nips at your shoulders gently
“s-sorry, ‘m sorry- nngh-“ you can feel his stomach muscles clenching against your back and that only spurs you on
“you gonna cum for me, hm?” you can hear the strain in his voice and you can’t help but feel a liTTle cocky now that you know you have just as much of an effect as he has on you
“c’mon, be a good girl n cum for me…” he rasps against the shell of your ear and that’s all it takes for you to completely loSe it
you immediately slump against the desk as your arms give out
you’re a whimpering mess as yoongi continues fucking you through your orgasm
his hand falls from in between your legs to grip your hip again and he presses soothing kisses along your back
“i wouldn’t suggest going in there if i were you.” namjoon warns as jimin approaches the door to the general office
“why not? and why.,.,. are you sitting out here instead of at the counter.,,.,.”  
“why do you think?”
“yoOngi- oh, god, yoongi-“
jimin gawks and yanks his hand away from the door handle as if it shOcked him “do- do they know we’re all still here???”
“yep.” namjoon hums nonchalantly and flips to the next page of his book “just give ‘em some time.”
“how muCH time??”
“i think half an hour will suffice.”
“by the sounds of it it seems like they’re going to want more than half an hour.” jimin mutters  
okay
you’re pretty sure jungkook was a serial killer in his past life
“sTOP IT yOU PSYCHOPATH” you shriek and make your fouRth round sprinting around the garage
jungkook cackles with glee behind you as he continues pointing the electric drill at you and pushing down on the trigger
you haven’t looked behind you but you can heAR the vRRRt vRt vRRRRTttTTT and you are scared out of your MIND
you made an offhand comment about how you feel like you should start working out and jungkook graciously offered to help you with some cardio
but you didn’t know what would mean him chasing you around the garage threatening to drill a hole into your head
and at first it was funny but now you genuinely think he wants to screw you (not like thAt)
“ooF-“ you stumble riGht into yoongi’s chest and you would’ve fallen flat on your ass had he not reached out and grabbed onto you
“what the hell are you doing??? that’s so dangerous!” yoongi snaps as jungkook finally catches up to you “if you’re going to waste your time by goofing off i’ll make you stay extra late to clean the washrooms - and that goes the same for you, miss ‘i need to finish my essay’.”
uM
why are you getting scolded??? you don’t even woRK here
maybe they’re all psychopaths and its just taken you a while to notice
“oh pLease like you weren’t goofing off earlier” jungkook grumbles and hands the drill over to yoongi
“what are you talking about?”
“don’t act like you weren’t fucking y/n into next week like two hours ago-“
yoongi gives him a warning look and-
vRT VRT
jungkook screeches
ok ya that was not enjoyable now he can see why you were so terrified
“yOoOooooonGGGGGiiiIiI-“
“y/n, i’m really, really busy right now” yoongi points out as he gestures to all the parts lying around him
“i know, but i need you to come here for a sec!!!!” he can SEE how big your pout is even though you’re halfway across the garage
“can’t you wait for like another 20 minutes-“
“pLeEEeEEeeeEEAAaaAaaASssSssEEEEe-“
yoongi lets out a huff and rolls his eyes playfully because he’s pretty sure you’re not going to cut it out if he doesn’t go over to you right now
hoseok snorts when he sees you pull out the puppy dog eyes
“you go take care of that, i’m sure we’ll survive without you for five minutes”
cLAnK
yoongi and hoseok both whIp their heads around to the source of the sound and jungkook’s standing there with a sheepish smile on his face
he just dropped a fuel filter it’s not a big deal
“alright, i’ll be right back.” yoongi tosses the rag over his shoulder before jogging over to you
“what’s up?”
you flip to the next page of the magazine without looking up at yoongi
“i’d like a lollipop please.”
//……r u kidding
yoongi’s eyes flicker to the office door “…you’re like 10 steps away from the office. i was halfway across the garage.”
you put the magazine down and pout up at him “please? strawberry, preferably.”
yoongi narrows his eyes at you and crosses his arms “why am i doing this for you again?”
“because you like me” you respond simply and shrug casually
“ah, i guess you got me there.” he leans down and you grin exciTedly because u always like kissing yoongi
you instinctively lean up and purse your lips
but you’re moRe than surprised when he doesn’t kiss you but hovers over your mouth instead
“you have feet. get one for yourself.” he murmurs lowly
he gives your top lip a gentle little kith before patting your cheek and heading back to the boys
wha-
okay noW you’re definitely getting your dad to sue min mechanics
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Whenever you get to it... fluff alphabet with shoto? Maybe? Please? 💜💜
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Todoroki Shoto Fluff Alphabet
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A - Affection (How do they show how much they care in their day to day lives)
It’s pretty obvious that Shoto hadn’t really been shown any sort of affection before you. But once this boy gets some, he’s addicted. He’s almost always touching you in some way get your mind out of the gutter. From hand holding, to cuddling, Todo will be beisde you, and enjoying the fact you’re with him. He always makes sure to tell you that you’re his angel, and that he loves you. It’s the little thing that count.
B - Before (How did they act before the relationship/ what was the relationship like?)
Met at a hero’s gala, and snuck out together. You both agreed that whenever you’re dragged along with your pro parent, you’d met up. Usually ending up in deep conversations, in the middle of a big fancy garden. You both kept your distance physically, before you actually got into a relationship, but emotionally; you’ve always had a deep convection.
C - Comfort (How they act when their S/O is sad)
Now you’d assume he is completely clueless on this type of thing. WRONG! This boy can tell the moment you start to feel down, instantly going in for a hug. But if that doesn’t work, or he finds you crying he’ll go through his mental checklist. Firstly wrapping you up in any nearest blanket, hugging you while wrapping it around your frame. Then wraps his arms around you while you burry your face in his neck. Boy would never force you tell him whats wrong, but will always listen and offer his advice if you want him to.
D - Dawn (What are mornings like?)
Always wake up together. Even if one of you has to get up earlier. You take turns making breakfast if it’s the weekend, but it’s usually more like lunch beacause any days off you get is spent cuddling in bed, watching whatever is on TV. Once he becomes a Pro though, you’ll absolutely refuse to get out of bed at 4:30am, but you’ll always wake up to talk and kiss him goodbye.
E - Embarrassed (How does their S/O make them flustered? How do they return the favour?)
(This was a specific request so I’m going to make it longer)
Shoto has a very stoic face, however it’s easy to tell when he’s flustered, just examine his quirk. When you first started talking, he refused to left you hold his right hand. Due to the fact that you had unexpectedly grabbed it once, and he almost ended up burning your delicate skin. Anything could make him fluster and act up. Conpliments, PDA, kisses, even you just acting cute. (Strangely he doesn’t get flustered with hugs) it’s kinda funny to watch the boy accidentally light his shirt on fire, or end up encasing his hand in ice. On the opposite side though, he returns the favour ten fold. He doesn’t mean to, he’s so blunt that it doesn’t register to him that it might make you flustered. He’ll say things like ‘I live for you, you’re the reason I want to get up in the morning’ out of complete nowhere! He has a bad habit of doing it at fan signings, cuz he’s getting so many questions about your relationship. ‘My favourite thing about her? Obviously everything.’ Complete and utter straight face the entire time. That doesn’t mean to say that he doesn’t enjoy you’re super cute blushing face, or how you get when you’re flustered.
F - First date (Were did you go and what did you do for your first date together)
You never had an official ‘first date’ due to meeting at hero galas. However, the day you two started dating was kinda like it. It had only been a few weeks since school started, but here you were at another gala. Shoto had quickly found you, walking with you to the garden, not too far from the hall. The music was so loud that you could hear it all the way from outside, but it just added to the ambience. Of course you had snuck food from the hall, making yourself a a makeshift picnic under the starts. It was calming, and you even slow danced at one point, laughing as you enjoyed each other’s company.
G - Gentle (How Gentle are they with their S/O? Or do they like to rough house with them?)
Shoto genuinely believes you are made out of porcelain. Yes, he knows you can handle yourself, but he’s still not risking anything. One of his worst fears is turning into his father, which includes being rough with his s/o. He will still train with you, without holding back, but you best be ready for him to check every inch of your skin afterwards.
H - Habit (What do they repeatally do in the relationship?)
Todo has this habit of always making sure you’re at a comfortable temperature. It stems from always wanting to look after you, and plus if you need an adjustment, he would happily cuddle you to the right temperature. If he notices a small shiver, he’ll instantly offer up his jacket. If you start sweating, boi is already looking up the nearest ice cream store. But nothing works better then him regulating your temperature himself.
I - Intreating (What do they find fascinating about their S/O? And vise versa?)
It’s kinda sad, but a big draw to you was because you totally excepted him dispite all flaws or scars. He find it so amazing how when even talking about villains, you never talk negatively about looks, or thing that they can’t control. Only about their crimes or morals. He cherishes how you look beyond the surface, and wonders how he got so lucky.
J - Jealousy (How easily do they get jealous, and how do they deal with it)
Now Todoroki doesn’t get jelouse. Let me rephrase that; Todoroki is good at hiding that he’s jealous. He completely trusts you, and knows you wouldn’t cheat on him. He’ll let you deal with any clingy fans, HOWEVER if he notices that you need help. RIP to whoever is crushing on you. Will come up right beside you, left arm protectively over your shoulder. That’s around the time any creep starts noticing the ice creeping up their leg. ‘Something you wanna say to MY girlfriend?’ Que death glare until they leave.
K - Knick Knack (A random momento they still have from their S/O)
You had accidentally left one of your favourite mugs at Shotos, and of course he used it every chance he got. In until he broke it. He had felt horrible, but told you right away, after cleaning up the mess. Dispite his knowledge though, you had glued it back together and painted gold along the cracks. The reason being: ‘I read somewhere that people repaire broken objects with gold, showing how it adds to the beauty of it’ of course you count use it to drink, but it turned into a plant pot. Along with his favourite thing in his room.
L - Location (Favourite place to go on dates)
Loves taking you to do nature related things. His go to is a clearing that looks over the city, you’ll often have picnics there, then stargaze for a bit. It’s quite nice, and not too far from his place. His sister had shown it to him when he was younger, and he went there to clear his mind every so often. So now he clears his head with you, a win win for both of you because he makes the best picnics!
M - Movie (What cliché movie trope has actually happened in the relationship?)
You ever see those movies where everyone is at a big dance, but everyone is wearing masks? Two strangers (who actually know eachother) meet, and dance the night away. Well this happened to the clueless pair of you. You guys basically confided in eachother, telling one another about the crush developing for each other. Both only realizing it the next time you saw eachother, promising to wear the same outfit as last time. XD
N - Nickname (What do they call their S/O?)
Names he calls his S/O:
‘Snowflake’ doesn’t mean it in a weak sort of way.
‘My love’ often used around Endeavor
‘Beautiful Star’ refers back to the first date thing.
Names his S/O calls him:
‘Cuddle bug’ cuz boi is touch starved.
‘My other half... and half’ started off as a joke, due to Bakugo. Ultimately it ended up as a reoccurring name of affection.
O - On Cloud Nine (How they act when they are in love/ Is it obvious to everyone around them?)
Todoroki is a very stoic person, so it’s not very obvious. Heck, half the class didn’t even realize you two were dating, until Shoto started getting protective of you due to something Mineta said. But once they knew, it became so obvious. He would follow you around, making sure you were okay after every training session, and even genuinely smile on a daily basis. You’re both super attentive to eachother, and seemed to always be holding hands!
P - PDA (Do they like showing off their s/o, or are a little shy to kiss in public)
Probably the most you’ll get is constant hand holding. He likes knowing your always beside him, and vise versa. Usually fingers interlaced, on Shoto’s right side, for two reasons. 1. Your hands won’t get clamy due to the cold, and 2. Because he can’t always control his fire when his emotions act up. However if for some reason you have to go, he’ll hold your conjoined hands up to his heart and say his goodbye. Maybe giving your forehead a kiss on special days.
Q - Quirk (A random ability they have, that’s helpful in a relationship)
Todoroki has this amazing ability to talk everything out with you. He hates fighting due to his childhood, so he always makes sure everything is out in the open. As to not have any misunderstandings EVER. He will and wants you to open up about everything from incecurities, to every bit of your day. Too many problems have come through miscommunication, and he isn’t about to allow your relationship to do the same.
R - Rearly (Something they love to do, but it doesn’t happen often)
Absolutely loves ice skating with you! But specifically on Christmas Eve, with all the lights and songs surrounding you both. He wouldn’t let go of your hand, and is constantly heating you up with his quirk. Sneaky boy heats up his lips, in hopes you’ll kiss him more. (First Christmas together he gave you your gift in the middle of the frozen ice)
S - Special (Something that only them and their S/O do together)
After the first month of dating, Shoto started bringing you to see his mom. You’re kind heart reminded him so much of Rei, and honestly he though you two should meet because you’re going to be apart of the distinctional family. He seems to feel a lot more at eas when you’re there, so it’s turned into a personal thing you do together.
T - Together (How often do they spend time with their S/O?)
Not enough! Between school or hero work, you bearly get anytime to yourselves. You always make a point of having date night, but sometimes due to how hard the week was: date night becomes movie + cuddle night. Of course you always fall asleep together, but half the time one of you is already passed out before the other gets home.
U - United (In which way does the relationship become a whole? Marriage?)
Basically once you’ve become part of the family. Weekly visits to see his mom, helping his siblings out with various things, and even standing up to Endever. (Also is that a patchy guy in the shadows smiling at you?) if this boy had opened both his heart and his family up to you, you best believe a ring (thx to dads credit card) is coming your way.
V - Value (What do they treasure the most in their relationship?)
Shoto values the time you spend together so much! It’s rare that you two have more then a day to spend together, so he’s going to make the most out of it. Expect to do 5 or more things in the day, and be joined at the hip for the majority of it. On the off chance that you both end up haveing the weekend off together, Todo is already booking flights. It’s usually a last minute type thing, but hey, who would pass up a trip to Tokyo with their boyfriend?
W - Wish (What do they hope will come from the relationship?)
He wants the chance to be better. He wants to be the best husband (and hopefully father) in the world. He’s never had a very good family life, and honestly he wants one. Especially one with you, because duh, you’d make a great wife! (And maybe mom) and hey if you decide you don’t want kids, then he’s totally fine with that, as long as you get him a pet.
X - XOXO (Favourite types of kisses and hugs)
Shoto is a sucker for curling up in your lap, while you run your fingers through his hair. He’ll hug your waist as you massage the days stress away. That combined with a sleepy goodnight kiss, this boi would die happy and content. He tends to get nightmares, but your goodnight kisses scare them away. Without you, he honestly doesn’t sleep well.
Y - Yearning (How do they cope when they're missing their partner?)
Originally, he was totally okay for the first day or two. But this boy didn’t realize how genuinely touch starved he was, especially without you. Calls every day, just to say hi and that he misses you. Will surround himself in your stuff, and gifts you’ve given him. Stole back his sweater just because it smelt like you. When you finally return, he won’t leave your side for the whole day.
Z - Zeal (Will they go great lengths for the sake of the relationship? What kind?)
Todo would empty his fathers entire bank account for you. He’s willing to to almost anything you ask of him, because he believes that you deserve it. It’s kinda funny when you ask for something small, and he takes it to a whole new level. You ask him to cook more often because you’re busy, he just signed up for a chef class. Ask him to open up about what he’s dealing with? He will sit down right there and let you comfort him. He respects your wishes, and enjoys when you ask him for stuff, because you should be able to lean on eachother anytime.
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