#unintentionally annoying puppy
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camera roll with bf!matt
backstory of each pic at the end <3
backstory of each pic:
༻ʚ 1. “i loveee this outfit on you, you look so cute,” you smirked knowing your boyfriend doesn’t take compliments well.
“this outfit? you have weird taste.” he rolled his eyes but you can see the corner of his lips fighting back a smile.
you ignore his comment and move away from him as he gives you a questioning look. his confusion is gone when you pull out your film camera from your drawer. “is this really worth film?”
“yes, the fit, your hair, and mr wrinkleton- this is important!! smile please.” he then finally posed, barely smiling but that’s as much as you’re gonna get out of him.
༻ʚ 2. “matt, stop!” you giggle running away from matt who had started a pillow fight earlier. you walked into his room wearing his pj bottoms (from pic 1) and told him they’re yours now. he claimed it’s his favorite but it was yours too :( you unintentionally declared a war when you said if he wants them back he’ll have to take it himself.
that’s when he stood up and started chasing you and it turned into a pillow fight. see, he doesn’t actually care about the pants- you can have his entire closet if you asked. but he loved teasing you just as much as you loved annoying him.
you run into nick’s room yelling, “ nick, help! your brother is trying to kill me!”
“she stole my pants, i want them back!” he laughed, out of breath.
“aren’t boyfriends supposed to like giving their clothes to their girlfriends? stop being a loser matt.” nick said, pulling out his phone to record this. “EXACTLY, tell him nick!!”
matt finally got a hold of you as he tackled you into nick’s bed, both of you giggling and play flighting while nick eventually gets tired and kicks you both out.
༻ʚ 3. you and matt agreed to keep your relationship offline for at least a year. well it was finally your one year anniversary and matt surprised you with a trip just the two of you.
you woke up cuddled in matt’s arms, he gave you a soft kiss as he struggled to fully wake up. you’re more of a morning person than he is so you sat up taking in the view from the hotel and that paired with how fine your boyfriend is you decided to take a “soft launch” picture asking matt if you can post it to which he nods. the pic became a fan favorite amongst his fans for obvious reasons :)
༻ʚ 4. before this picture was taken, you and matt were in his room…making out…a lot. it was getting intense with his grip on your waist guiding your hips back and forth on his lap while your hands pull and tug on his hair and his tongue down your throat.
before this went any further you hear a loud yell from chris saying ‘food’s here.’ groaning you get up off him admiring how fucked he looks. “wait a few minutes, i can’t go out with a hard on.” you laughed and said you’ll meet him outside.
when he comes out of his room his hair is still a mess and he looked as fine as ever. you told him and nick to pose for a friday dump but really, you just wanted to this look on your boyfriend. you’ll definitely pick up where you left off tonight.
༻ʚ 5. beach date with matt <3
༻ʚ 6. matt was playing with your puppy and you left them to go make some food, when you came back you found them napping together on the ground making your heart melt. you love them both so much.
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❦ MSBY 4 WHEN YOU ASK THEM OUT
cw: none, this is fluff
—atsumu
gets SO upset. like he wanted to ask YOU out and you beat him to it. he had like a ferris wheel ride planned when the carnival came to town, and set up a nice lunch at his brother’s restaurant—basically set up a whole day to culminate in him asking you to be his partner (let’s face it, he’s a huge simp and needs to do extravagant things for you). but none of that seems to matter when you ask him first on a simple coffee date and he just nods like a love struck puppy.
bonus: osamu calls him annoyed cause ofc atsumu bugged him so much with making these perfect plans, but atsumu just kinda responds “you’re just upset cause you’re single”
—bokuto
immediately takes on the role of a passenger princess. as soon as you take charge and ask him out, he realizes he could be the pretty trophy boyfriend he always dreamed of. admittedly, you were taken back, what with how big he is, you kind of assumed he would want to be in charge. but he’s confident and comfortable enough to let you take the wheel: where to go to dinner? you decide. vacation spot? where you want. the tiles in the bathroom of your first condo? he trusts your judgement.
—sakusa
is a bit of an asshole about it (unintentionally). he immediately says ‘no’ when you ask and honestly? that hurts. and it takes him a moment to realize this effect on you and he’s frantically pulling out the little gift he got you. truthfully, he was JUST about to give you this present and ask you to be his partner. he’s just lucky you accept the apology (cause you know he didn’t mean to be rude, he’s just a little awkward).
—hinata
takes you on a date right away. yes, you just asked him to be your boyfriend. no, he didn’t give you an answer. yes, he’s blowing on the hot takoyaki before holding it out to feed you. you have to stop him right then and there, and remind him that you asked him to be your boyfriend. his answer? “did i not say yes?” you assure him that he didn’t. “i’m so sorry! i thought i said it! yes! yes, please let me be your boyfriend.”
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Crush | Angus Tully x reader
pictures not mine, edit is mine
gender neutral reader
edited: no (might edit in future)
warnings: angst(?), swearing, drinking/drunkenness, weirdly-written pov, disappointed "parents", idrk
summary: Angus and reader are both pining but all it takes is a little alcohol to fix that. -> Hunham isn't fired, reader goes to Barton
a/n: I'm so glad the internet loves this man as much as I do. This movie got me to write again so I'm just glad for that. I might post more for him, idk. Let me know if you want some shorter stuff. I tried to capture Angus's dorkiness but IDK how well that turned out, LOL!
♡ ♡ ♡
“God, that was so nerve-wracking!”
“Really?” He smirked. “You didn’t look nervous when you were up there practically singing your heart out.”
“I mean it! My heart’s going so fast! Here, feel it.” Before he could process what you meant you had already grabbed his hand and stuck it flat against your chest. He could feel the thumping, rhythmically beating faster than usual, but mostly he was fixated on his hand being pressed against your body. His eyes widened a little, staring at your hand that still held his, his mouth parted ever so slightly.
His face became flushed as you rambled on about the presentation and how you worried about how it might affect your grade. He envied you in that moment, able to be so normal about something as intimate as this. He wanted to move his hand lower, feel more of your chest, but instead you released his hand and he returned it to his side.
You didn’t notice how quiet he was, trying to stop his mind from going to places he didn’t want you to know about. He nodded along whenever you looked up at him and laughed when you laughed but his eyes flitted between your neck and your lips.
He noticed he was walking at some point, didn’t even realize he was moving until you stopped in front of the door to your room. You walked inside, turning when he didn’t follow. “Coming in?”
He shook his head, effectively shaking his wandering mind free of dirty thoughts. “Yeah, yeah. What are we doing?”
“I don’t know,” You sigh, flopping on the bed. “What do you want to do?” He stood awkwardly beside you, his hands in his pockets. Laughing, you pat the spot next to you. “Relax, what are you so on edge for?” Right. This wasn’t something unusual. You two often came to each other’s rooms and lounged around.
He didn’t smile back but he could feel his cheeks heating up. He only hoped you wouldn’t notice– “You okay?” You sat up, leaning against the headboard and staring into his eyes as he sat down across from you.
“Yeah, sorry, my mind is somewhere else.”
“Yeah? Where else?” You tilted your head slightly, like a puppy diligently listening to their owner.
“Nowhere.” You didn’t press, you never did. He’d tell you if he really wanted to, no sense in annoying him about it. After that fateful Christmas break that brought you two together, though, you couldn’t help but wonder if he was thinking about his dad every time he began to stare off into space.
You’d met because of circumstance. The only two ‘holdovers’ left at Barton academy. Angus’s parents couldn’t be contacted and you couldn’t stand the thought of spending three weeks with the biggest jerk in school. It’d be much nicer to spend the weeks alone, reading in your room– or studying as Mr. Hunham originally governed. Instead you got to, albeit unintentionally, sort out your trauma together. Who knew Librium was such a popular drug?
“You wanna go see if Mary’s got the Match Game on? I kind of just want to sit on the couch.” He nodded.
Mary was in fact in front of the TV and Mr. Hunham, a bit unexpectedly, was too. They shared the couch facing the screen although sat on each of the ends, as far away from each other as possible. Mary and Mr. Hunham both liked their respective routines: Mary’s was to relax each night with game shows and Hunham’s to be alone… somewhere.
You and Angus entered the room silently and sat on the adjacent couch, considerably closer than the two adults. Angus grabbed a pillow and handed it to you before grabbing one for himself and hugging it. He leaned back into the cushions, tired eyes lazing towards the television. You had a similar approach, putting the pillow on the arm rest and lying down, legs tucked in.
When you woke up, you were just as you were when you first sat down. Only now there was a blanket draped over you. You peeked over the blanket to see where Angus had taken up the same position you had on the opposite armrest. He was rubbing his eyes currently, only just have woken up himself.
He winced as he stood up and stretched out. You smiled, his long legs must hurt from being curled into that awkward position all night.
Mary walked in, fully dressed in her uniform. “Good, you two are up. I didn’t want to have to wake you. Hurry back to your rooms, it’s already 7:15.” You glanced at the clock to confirm.
“Shit!” Angus exclaimed but then rescinded under Mary’s disapproving gaze. “Breakfast is in fifteen minutes. Mary, why didn’t you wake us up last night?”
She put a hand on her hip. “Why should that be my job? Anyways, I fell asleep too. Only one who didn’t was Hunham who was gone when I woke up.”
“Fair point.” Turning to you, Angus got caught in his own tracks. He meant to quip a ‘let’s go’ and begin to head back but he was instead met by you, still leaning against the pillow with slightly tousled hair and half-open eyes.
Mary had left at this point, leaving the two of you to awkwardly stare at one another for a couple moments. You broke it by standing up next to him, slowly and steadily. “Guess we should get ready for breakfast, huh?”
“Yeah. Uh, yeah.”
♡
After breakfast, you and Angus didn’t see each other until your Laws and Government class. He usually sat in the back corner, unseen and unheard, but you preferred the front so you could pay better attention. Instead, a compromise was made, and the two of you now sat in the center of the room.
The teacher of the class was a highly pompous and old-fashioned old man. His hair was stark white and his cheeks and nose glowed red. He’d almost look like Santa Claus if it weren’t for his contant scowl. Worst of all, he hated uniqueness. If you didn’t kiss up to his highly conservative values then you weren’t getting an A. And you needed an A.
He was handing back the scores from the oral presentations you had the day prior. The one that made your heart jump out of your chest and into Angus’s unexpecting hands. You both looked at each other, making reassuring eye contact before flipping the papers. He smiled, B+. You, on the other hand, couldn’t be more disappointed. C-? What was the point of putting a minus when anything under a C was failing? You shrank back into your chair, never having got a failing grade before.
You stuffed the paper in your bag, not caring that it crumpled. Angus reached over and placed his hand on your knee. He didn’t say anything but you appreciated the gesture. He knew how much your grades meant to you. You stuck your tongue out at him and his decent grade but he knew you meant well.
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You didn’t usually drink, but tonight was the exception. Was it dramatic to be drinking due to a bad grade? Yes. Did that stop you from taking up Teddy Kountze’s offer to go to an off-campus party? No. Yeah, maybe it was a bad idea to accept the offer of the guy who was a constant ass to you and your best friend, but when he asked you were already in a bad mood. You didn’t even have to interact with him there, just confiscate all the free alcohol and get comfortable on the couch.
And so you did. When you walked into the house you said ‘hi’ to a couple people you knew and then ran to the kitchen. The smell hit you immediately, there was no second guessing what everyone was drinking. God, people really like this stuff? Whatever, it’s just one night.
“Angus Tully, call for you.” A teacher Angus didn’t recognize had knocked on his door at nearly five to one in the morning. He groaned, trudging down the hall to the nearest phone. Getting a call was already rare for him but one at one at one a.m. was out of the question. It was even more surprising when he heard the voice of the person on the other end.
“Tully?”
“Kountze?”
“Thank God, can you get down here?”
“I already told you, I don’t want to come to your stupid-ass party. Shouldn’t it be ending soon, anyway?”
Teddy groaned. “I don’t want you to come and hang out, I want you to come and pick up (Y/n).”
“(Y/n)? What’re they doing there?”
“I don’t know, man. Just come get them. I don’t know how much he drank but he’s been passed out on the couch for hours. Every time I try to wake him up he just kicks me.” Angus laughed. “Just get him out of here, okay?”
“Yeah, okay. Give me twenty minutes.”
Angus didn’t have a car but he knew someone who did. He knocked on the door to the teacher’s lounge where he knew Mr. Hunham would probably be watching TV with Mary. They seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Mary yelled for him to come in.
Mr. Hunham nodded. “Mr. Tully.”
“Hello, Angus. You didn’t come all the way down here just to watch TV with us, did you? Usually you’re not alone.”
“I didn’t, actually. I was hoping I could get a ride, (Y/n)’s drunk and needs a ride home.”
Mary frowned. “(Y/n)? I didn’t think they were the type.”
Angus just shrugged. “Usually he’s not but he’s been talking to Teddy Kountze more. I think he’s the instigator here.” He stuffed his hands into his front pocket, shrugging.
Hunham scoffed. “That boy is a devil.”
“Oh, shush. He’s just a kid.” Mary scolded. “... even if he is a little asshole.”
They shared a laugh, followed by Mr. Hunham groaning as he stood. “Alright, I’ll drive. But I'm staying in the car. And tell him not to vomit on my seats.”
Angus nodded, following his teacher out. “Yes, sir!”
When they arrived Mr. Hunham parked on the street, right out front. Angus got out onto the lawn. “I’ll be right back.” Hunham nodded.
He saw Teddy first. Teddy just scowled and pointed to a room to the right. You were exactly where Kountze said you would be, passed out on the couch. You had a bottle of something in your arms, snugly held tight against your body. Angus pulled that out first and set it on the table across from you. You grumbled softly, missing the feeling of having something in your arms, and shot your leg out to kick who you thought was Kountze.
Luckily Angus was just out of reach and laughed in response. “(Y/n), time to wake up.” You lifted your hand to shoo him away but he persisted. “Come on,” he shook you softly. “Let’s go. Mr. Hunham’s outside.” That woke you up.
“Mr. Hunham?” Your eyes got wide. “What’s he doing here?” You sat up and Angus sat next to you, keeping you upright after a bit of sudden dizziness.
“He’s our ride.”
“I’m a bit embarrassed.” You put your flushed face in your hands, leaning your elbows on your knees.
“I’m sure he won’t judge you… Maybe just a little disappointed.” He laughed, standing back up and holding his hand out.
“No, I’m embarrassed with myself. I shouldn't have drank.” Your slurring was becoming more apparent now and Angus was sure you’d start crying if you stayed here any longer.
“How much did you have to drink?”
You knit your eyebrows together and frowned, obviously starting to get a bit grumpy. “I don’t know. Three? Four?”
“What? Bottles?”
“Cups.” You nodded towards a red solo on the table.
“Cups?” He laughed. “That’s it?”
You sighed, grabbing his hand and standing up. He couldn’t help notice the way you didn’t let go. Chests almost pressed together from the tight space. “Yeah, It’s my first time.” He breathed in sharply, eyes floating down.
“Really? You’ve never drank before? Mary was right about you.”
You slapped his arm half-heartedly. “Mary knows too? Who else did you tell!?” He broke from the spell and began to lead you towards the door.
He smiled. “Only the whole school.” You groaned in response.
When you got outside, Mr. Hunham rolled down the window to begin his speech before you even had the chance to get to the car. Angus opened the door to the backseat and helped you in but you grabbed his arm when he began to back up. You tugged ever so slightly and he gave in to the weak show of force, climbing into the backseat with you. You didn’t put up a fight but neither did he.
“... this isn’t the way to go about life. When you get to my age you…” You nodded along to whatever Mr. Hunham was saying, occasionally adding in an ‘I know,’ ‘You’re right,’ or ‘I’m sorry.’ Angus sat a bit stiffly next to you. You still had his arm in yours, hugging it as you had with the bottle.
♡
He dropped you onto the edge of your bed before falling down beside you with a groan. He needed a moment before he went back to his room. You, slightly more awake now, slung your legs across Angus’s chest in an awkward L-shape. He let you stay like that for a moment, catching his breath and savoring this while he could.
“Angus?” You asked softly, tilting your head to peer down at him.
“Yeah?” He pushed your legs back off the side of the bed so he could kneel beside you and help you take your shoes off.
“You’re so pretty, do you know that?” He paused, staring across at you, obviously shocked. Your face, though, was completely indifferent. “I mean it, you’re so beautiful. You’ve got perfect hair and perfect skin and perfect eyes. I don’t get it. You must know, right? I hope you know.”
“I-” He tried to speak but what would he say? He was still knelt down, desperately watching your face– which was still staring back innocently. Without thinking, he crawled onto the bed next to you, leaning up against the headboard. You adjusted, too, so you could continue staring at him, head on the pillow. He felt a bit hot under your gaze but he basked in the attention, he only wished he knew how to respond to make this last. To get you to look at him like this forever.
“God! You’re just so perfect! I don’t tell you that enough but I do think it. A lot. You’re just so pretty…”
“I don’t think you’ve ever told me.”
He could see the fatigue slowly taking over your eyes as you kept going. “You’ve got this dopey smile,” You saw his face turn. “Not a bad dopey! Cute-dopey. It’s the kind of smile that makes me want to smile too.” Absent-mindedly you began to reach up to touch his lips, stopping centimeters from contact.
“Um, thank you.” God, that’s what he came up with?
You giggled, though.“You’re welcome.”
“I think you’re pretty too. I’ve been staring at the back of your head since I got to Barton. And then when Christmas break happened I was pissed I didn’t get to go home, sure, but man I was so excited when I found out you were staying too. I’m glad I get to see more of you than your hair now.”
“You’re lying.” You accused him but you were smiling.
“I’m not, I swear!” He couldn’t help but smile too.
“You can’t have been looking at me since you moved here because I’ve been looking at you since you moved here. And before Christmas, I don’t think we made eye contact once.”
“Believe what you want,” He laughed. “I’m telling the truth.”
You sighed, brushed him off wistfully, and went back to longing. You spoke as if you’d forgotten the previous few exchanges. Perhaps you had. “I wish I could look at you all the time. I wish I could touch your face and your hair whenever I wanted. I wish I could–” You abruptly stopped and stared him down. Angus had to remind himself again that you were out of it. You looked as if you were trying to make a decision but the alcohol was making it impossible to choose. Angus leaned forward a bit, almost unwillingly. He hardly even noticed his movements until your fingers finally touched his face.
Your eyes flickered down, his did too. Slowly you brushed against his bottom lip. He parted his mouth slightly, cheeks becoming more red by the second. You moved onto his top lip before brushing his cheek. His eyes hadn’t left your mouth. Pulling your hand back slightly you looked up to his messy curls. Reaching up, you grabbed the hair at the back of his neck, running your hands through it. He had to stop himself from making any noise.
“And you’ve got these big brown eyes, they’re really pretty, you know. I feel all shy when you look at me… like in the way you are now.” You sighed deeply, as if the weight of the world were on your shoulders. “God, Angus. I think I love you.”
It took everything in him to not swoop down and kiss you right then. He was glad you were drunk so you wouldn’t remember his bright red face, but he also couldn’t help but wish your confession had been a sober one. His mouth was stuck in a small ‘o’ before he realized you were waiting for an answer. “I don’t think this is the right time.”
You cut him off before he could clarify. “What do you mean? Are you dating someone else…? I’ll wait.” Your words made him sputter out a short laugh but your face was nothing but serious.
“That’s not what I meant. I–”
You frowned. “Then, what do you mean?”
“I mean,” He brushed some hair from your eyes. “You’re drunk and probably won't remember any of this in the morning. How about you tell me again when you aren’t inebriated?”
You grabbed his hand, holding it close to your chest. “Why? What if I forget? It hurts too much not to tell you…”
“I won’t forget.” He smiled. “Don’t worry, I’ll remind you.”
He kissed you on the forehead, needing something to tide him over until he could act the way he truly wanted to. You curled up on your side before looking at him expectantly. He blushed and compiled, lying down next to you but leaving a couple inches between your two bodies.
He heard you laugh and move closer. He let out something between a moan and a gasp and you smirked in victory. Still, though, he wasn’t close enough. You reached out and grabbed his hand, setting it on your waist.
“You never told me,” You leaned into his chest. “Do you like me back?” You sounded like a middle schooler talking to their playground crush. Angus was almost unable to respond from the grin that trapped his face.
“Isn’t it obvious? Of course I’m in love with you too.”
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Get a Guitar | S. Eunseok
Summary: If you want something to play with...
Pairing: Eunseok x Reader Sungchan x Reader
words: 15k
Genre: kind of a love triangle, fluff, angst.
warnings: mild cursing, mentions of sex, mentions of death and Ted Bundy
(Not proofread.)
and thank you to @ningngyu for helping me write this
Saturdays were the one day of the week where you were guaranteed to be doing absolutely nothing.
You’d usually spend your weekend sleeping or binging all of your favorite shows and locking your bedroom door to stop your best friend from attempting to drag you out to one of those really weird underground events that she liked.
Today was the same, without fail she’s pounding at your door, so much so that you can hear the aggressive knocking on the door even over your headphones that were turned up all the way.
“Come on, just this one time please.” she begs through the door but you can’t hear anything she’s saying over the thumping of wood and the Beyoncé song you have playing in an attempt to blare her out.
“Y/N i know you hear me.”
Annoyed and frustrated you throw your legs across the bed and stomp to open the door, revealing your smiley bestfriend. whom you absolutely adored, but you’d be lying if you said there weren’t times when you wanted to sell her.
She was amazing but it was kinda like having a younger sister. No, it was exactly like having a younger sister. because although you guys are the same age, she didn’t have a license so she needed you to drive her everywhere and she stole your clothes.
“I'm not going out tonight.” you say before she could even speak.
“oh please please please. there will be cute guys there.” Her bottom lip is poked out and her hands are held put in prayer form when she looks at you with puppy dog eyes.
none of it phases you though, holding your ground which makes her plead more.
“I'll buy you food and I'll even clean your car.”
when she sees that you’re still not convinced she continues. “We can even leave whenever you want.”
That's when you roll your eyes and sigh. “Fine, but my car better look brand new when you’re done.” you say and she begins jumping and gleaming.
“thank you thank you thank you.”
your best friend was a liar, First she was broke so there was no way she could buy you food. Second, there was absolutely no one here that caught your eye.
The unruly music blaring through the small crowded building made your ears feel like they were bleeding, and of course your best friend was nowhere to be found. As she left you the second the both of you entered the facility.
you wanted to go home and lay in the comfort of your own bed, but you couldn’t leave her here with no way to get home. So there you stood, all alone arms crossed over your chest and a frown resting flat on your face. with your eyebrows unintentionally furrowed.
“Can’t be that bad.” a completely unfamiliar voice came from beside you, and it takes a lot of strength for you not to yell at them to go away.
“This just isn’t my kind of scene.” you say not bothering to look at the stranger. hoping that if you show that you’re completely uninterested he’ll go away.
“I’m guessing this is your first time.” he asks
That's when you finally look at him, intending to give him a piece of your mind but taken back when your eyes find him. Maybe your friend wasn’t a complete liar, you think. because this man is so fine you catch yourself at a loss for words and thoughts.
having to shake your head slightly before you find something to say. “Uh.. yeah. This is my first time?”
“It gets better.” he reassures, breaking eye contact and looking at the band in front of you. which for some reason makes you a little sad. you enjoy having all of his attention on you.
“Thanks.” you say, still looking up at him.
“yeah.”
“What’s your name by the way?” You ask, hoping that he’d turn his gaze back to you, and it works. He looks back down at you and answers your question. “Silver stone.”
“huh?” your mouth is agape when you look at him, confused by his answer.
“That’s just my stage name. You can call me Eunseok.” he smiles as he holds his hand out for you to shake, his smile was the perfect asset to his already perfectly sculpted face. His hands are soft and strong at the same time, while his voice is deep and gentle, playing like a beautiful melody to your ears.
“I’m Y/n.” You answer, still looking at him in awe, loving the way his eyes watch you. You can feel the heat arise from your cheeks.
“So your stage name is Silver stone?” You ask, still dragging on the conversation. Just so his eyes wouldn’t leave your figure.
“Yeah it’s a long story.” He releases a small deep laugh that causes you to suck your bottom lip in between your teeth. Eyes trained to his small movements, him dragging his hand through his “hair to pull it out of his face and rolling up the sleeves of his long sleeve sweater to reveal his forearms.
The way he looks down at you with hooded eyelids makes the overly crowded building feel like it’s just you and him.
“I’m guessing you’re in a band? If you have a stage name I mean.” you state, while tilting your head slightly to the side and looking up at him.
“I’m the lead guitar player.” He says casually, which causes your brain to turn to mush and you to take notice of his long slim fingers. “Oh he has to be a player.” you think to yourself, but If it was possible you were now even more attracted to him, wanting to know more.
“Hey, we've got 5 minutes.” You can hear and feel the bubble around you and Eunseok pop when two strangers come over and disturb your conversation. His eyes shift from you to the two boys beside you.
“Oh?… I meant take your time. We can be a few minutes late.” One of them says while looking at you.
“Sorry I don't mean to hold you up.” you trail off when he looks back down at you.
“Sorry I gotta go perform really fast. But stay here I’ll be right back. Okay?”
You move your lips to say “alright.” But he doesn’t notice as disappears into the crowd. Leaving you feeling alone again.
“Oh my god Y/N. Do you know who that was?” someone says as they tap your shoulder. you turn to see your best friend pointing out the man you were just having a conversation with while slapping at your arm aggressively.
“Eunseok?” you question, shifting away from her so she couldn’t hit you anymore.
“Silver stone!” she corrects, and continues “Oh my goodness, girl he was totally flirting with you.” she squeals.
“I don’t think he was.”
“If you guys start dating just make sure that you set me up on a date Sohee, the drummer. my god he’s so cute.”
“Sohee?”
Your question goes unanswered when the lights fade. Worrying you for just a few seconds before you hear a guitar riff that makes you turn towards the stage. Just in time for a bright spot light to hit the tall boy who was just standing in front of you a small moment ago.
Hearing the music he’s playing has you gravitating closer towards the stage leaving your best friend behind as you do. Your eyes trained to the handsome guitar player. You think he looks like a star, shining perfectly with his fingers strategically working the strings of the red electric guitar.
The music he’s playing is like a magic spell straight to your heart, feeling your body react to him in a way you’ve never felt with anyone else. Watching him so intently that you forget to blink.
You suck in a sharp gasp when he looks up, and easily locks eyes with you. Never missing a note as he bites on his bottom lip and the rest of the band come in. Once again making it feel like it was just you, him and his guitar.
You break eye contact first out of embarrassment, your whole body heating up just from the intensity of the eye contact. You’ve met attractive guys before, but this was different. This was completely different. It was something about him that was just captivating.
“Give it up for R&R everyone.” The host announces and everyone begins to clap.
You see Eunseok run off stage and make his way back to you. At the same time your best friend walks up beside you.
“How were we?” he asks, partly out of breath.
“You were… amazing. Wow, that was really amazing.” you praise.
“Really?”
“Don’t you think it was good?” you turn the question back around to him.
“I do, I just wanted to know if you liked it?” he says.
The members that you just saw on stage performing with him not too long ago are now standing beside him. Each holding a hand on one of his shoulders while he talks to you.
“These are my bandmates. Sohee our drummer.” He introduces.
The man whose name you’ve just learned sticks his hand out to meet yours, and you notice his bright smile and glistening eyes. You easily recognize his name, you just couldn’t remember where you heard it. But before you could even grasp his hand, your best friend slaps it out of the way to shake his hand instead. Batting her eyelashes and muttering her name and a small “Nice to meet you.” Sohee returns her smile as he turns to look at you and Eunseok all while keeping his hold on your best friends hand.
He’s not as tall as Eunseok, but he’s just as pretty. He has thick dark brown hair that looks extremely soft and you can tell he’s a little younger than the rest of them.
“And this is Seunghan, our lead singer.” Seunghan is taller than Sohee but not as tall as eunseok. He has a small sarcastic smirk that makes you feel like he knows something that you don’t. But you don’t question it aloud.
“Nice to meet you.” You smile at him.
“And lastly, this is Wonbin, our bassist.” Wonbin’s pretty, he looks like someone you’d find as a model for a luxury brand, his long hair just barely covering his face and his smirk towards eunseok makes you feel like you're missing something.
“Wow you all were so good.” You boast at the four boys.
“Thanks.” Seunghan smiles
“But how good is our guitar player, I mean he’s so talented. And look how tall he is.” Wonbin begins to compliment him.
“And he's a true gentleman. He knows how to treat a lady. He’d make a great boyfriend, I must say.” Sohee adds.
“That’s great because Y/n needs a boyfriend.” Your best friend holds your shoulder to show you off. You give her a side glare as Eunseoks friends continue to tease him.
“Okay guys that's enough.” Eunseok attempts to stop them but fails.
“He’s free tomorrow by the way. Well only In the afternoons. He spends his Sunday mornings tending to children in need. Like a good humanitarian.”
“Alright, good night.” Eunseok begins to push his members away.
“I’m also free tomorrow.” You say urgently before he could walk away. you don’t know what possessed you, but you really didn’t wanna let the opportunity pass you by. When he turns back around to face you, you can't hide your smile.
“Great, just uh give him your number and he’ll contact you about a time.” Sohee smiles at you and Eunseok.
“He’s a true romantic, you won’t be disappointed.” Wonbin continues while Eunseok pulls out his phone for you to put your number in. His eyes trained on you as you do.
“Okay you two, enough of your shenanigans.” Seunghan drags the two boys away leaving you alone with Eunseok again.
“I’m sorry about them.” You pass him his phone back with your number now saved
“Don’t be. They seem fun.” You laugh softly.
“They are, but it’s like having a bunch of annoying little brothers.”
You roll your eyes “Tell me about it.” As you say that, you feel your best friend's hard glare burning into the side of your face.
“So I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He questions after a small moment of silence between the two of you.
“Yeah, you will.” You confirm.
“Perfect, see you then.”
“See you.” Just as he walks away to catch up with his members your best friend begins smacking your arm and squealing again.
“Did you see him, isn't he cute?” she doesn’t fail to slap your arm until you’re holding her hands down.
“Who? eunseok?”
“Girl no. Sohee. He’s so fine, god damn.” says your best friend.
“Oh yeah he’s cute, I guess."
“Stay away from my man.” Her smile drops and she’s glaring at you as if you really had intentions of taking (not) her man.
“Huh?” you ask, genuinely confused.
“Okay let’s go home now. They’re all we came for.”
That night you had stayed up thinking about the guitar player you met earlier in the night, remnants of his smile lingered on your mind. Leaving you giggling into the palms of your hands to stop from screaming, squealing and waking your roommate up from her very deep sleep.
You had a date with a band member. It felt even better to say aloud. Especially because it’s been so long since you’ve allowed yourself to like someone other than that basketball player you've had a crush on for over three months.
“Okay which outfit?”
“One” you held the mini skirt to you waist with a top that you felt matched perfectly
“Or two” you rotated and held up a cute baby blue dress that you thought would be great for a picnic.
“Mm def number one. I love the way that skirt fits your ass. I'm feeling like he’s definitely an ass guy.” Your best friend speaks unsolicited which warrants you to smile and roll your eyes.
“Great, I’ll go with the dress.”
“Ugh, what’s the point of asking.”
“So I know which one not to choose.” Slipping the dress on easily and looking at yourself in the mirror, before you turn back to your friend.
“How do I look?” You ask, turning to her, hoping for her approval.
She doesn’t answer at first. Only walking around to you and fixing parts of the dress that you couldn’t see and moving some strands of hair into position. Once she’s satisfied she finally gives the answer you’ve been waiting for.
“You look great Y/N.” she says softly while looking at you through the mirror. Moments like this are what reminds you of why she was your best friend in the first place. But these moments don’t last long because she always says something right after to make you question your life's decisions.
“Your ass looks really good in this dress too.” She says looking down.
“Thanks...” you say sarcastically.
“See aren’t you glad I dragged you out last night.” she's smiling at you although she already knows what you're going to say.
“No, not really.”
“Look at my baby, she’s growing up and going on dates.” She coos ignoring your answer
“Okay~ I think it’s time for me to go.” You say walking away from her.
“Yes, it is, he’s outside.” She checks your phone looks up at you.
“Outside? Like outside.” You ask to clarify.
“That’s what he just texted you.”
“Oh my god.” You yell.
“Girl go!”
“I'm leaving, I'm leaving.” You yell while you struggle with your shoes, and your best friend runs for your bag, phone, perfume and lip gloss. After you feel you’ve got everything you run towards the door with your best friend behind you.
“Bye, have a good time and remember the rules.” She waves to you as you leave the apartment.
“Of Course bye love you.”
“The Rules.” We’re just a list of commandments the two of you made up on some random night but with good reason of course.
Rule number 1: don’t have sex on the first date
Everyone knows this one. It’s like a rule of thumb, but of course your best friend didn’t know this and she slept with some chlamydia infected rando. She spent the entire night crying which led to this being rule number 1
Rule number 2: when going on a date always keep your location on. Men are weird and the last thing you need is to find your girlfriend's body being discovered on the shore of a lake on national news.
Rule number 3: keep your phone charged, this goes with rule number 2. Safety first babe
Rule number 4: don’t go to a man’s place on the first date. The two of you spend too much time watching crime documentaries
Rule number 5: make sure to get Sohee's number.
She just added this one after setting up your date with “silver stone.”
“There you are.” You immediately recognize the voice calling for you. Turning to find the very man you met yesterday. He’s just as handsome as you remember the night prior, but seeing him in the sunlight accentuates his features such as the curves of his cheek bones.
“Sorry I’m late.” You apologize while walking towards him and his jet black suzuki bike.
“I didn’t mind waiting.” He says standing up from leaning on the bike, with the smile you were quickly learning to love.
“Have you ever ridden on a bike before?” he asks, watching you examine the motorcycle behind him. “No, I’ve always wanted to but I'm so scared.” you admit shyly while shifting your focus back up to him.
“It’s not as scary as you think, don’t worry” You stand in place when he slips his jacket off and walks closer to you. He leans forward and wraps it around your waist to prevent you mooning any drivers behind you if your dress rises up. “There you go”
Eunseok was also a liar. It wasn’t too scary at first but the second he hit the highway you felt your heart drop to your stomach. You had to close your eyes and tighten your hold around his waist. Even though you knew that if an incident were to happen this wouldn’t save anything. You still just needed something to hold on to.
The ride was only 15 minutes but you could’ve sworn it was longer, by the time he parked you felt nauseous and kinda light headed.
Immediately you throw your helmet off to get some fresh air and calm your racing heart. Your back is turned to him, but you can feel that he’s watching you.
“See that wasn’t too bad.” He smirks at you, while you're still trying catch your breath.
You just hold your index finger up to him because you're too afraid that if you speak, you’re going to throw up.
“You- mm” you stop to take a breath.
“I’m never trusting you again.” you add.
“You’ll get used to it.” he laughs and takes the helmet out of your hand. “Once we head back it’ll be better.”
“Head back?” you hadn’t even thought about the fact that you were gonna have to do it again. “I’ll just take an uber back.”
“Now why would I let you do that?”
“You don’t have a choice.” Once your heart is calmed and you no longer feel the need to puke, you take notice of your surroundings. Quickly noticing that this isn’t the place that people usually host picnics.
“Where are we?”
“My apartment.’ He says casually.
“I thought we were going on a picnic.” You ask, now slightly scared. He didn’t seem too threatening, but neither did Ted Bundy when he picked up his victims.
“We're getting there.” He begins walking and you follow after him, still a little nervous but justifying with the fact that he was tall and attractive. Trying to push back the idea of having to confront your best friend after she finds out you broke the second rule.
You think to help yourself you’ll just turn your location off that way you could at least just lie and pretend that your phone died. Fortunately and unfortunately you didn’t have to lie because as soon as you turned your location off it actually died.
So if he actually was a psychopath you were fucked.
You allow him to guide you to his apartment unit, trying to shush any thoughts of the many torture methods he probally has planned behind his apartment door. Hoping that if you just comply he’d go easy on you.
Once the both of you reach the door you mentally brace yourself for what’s next to come. Looking around and making sure to identify all of the exits in case it is needed. But to your surprise there's just a blanket layed out with snacks, drinks and a pretty decorated cake.
“You put all this together?” you turn and look up at him. Being able to breathe easier, since you walked into his apartment.
“It was kinda last minute, I’ll plan something better next time.” he admits.
If this is last minute you were definitely looking forward to what he’d do when he had the time. You sit down on the pillow seats that he laid out and he takes a seat right beside you, not too close but close enough for you to be able to smell the cologne that he was wearing.
And he keeps that same distance throughout the entire evening. Never once laying a finger on you, even though you really wanted him to. Hoping that maybe he’d at least slide his hand over yours or something but he doesn’t, not even accidentally.
“So how long have you been in your band?” you ask leaning back on your palms to get more comfortable.
“Only a year.” He responds.
“a year? You guys are so good.”
“You think so?”
“I do.” you tilt your head to rest just barely on your shoulder. Watching how his smile grows towards you.
There's a silence between the both of you for just a second, but it isn’t awkward at all. You’re just admiring him and all of his beauty. Finding that he’s extremely easy to be around. His presence is comforting and not at all hostile, like the other guys you’ve talked to.
You’d lost track of time just talking to him, getting to know more about him, just as you wanted. Being alone in his apartment ensured that you had his undivided attention and he had yours. He had nowhere else to look but you. And you loved the way he looked at you, with soft warm and inviting eyes.
“Where’d you learn to play?” You ask when he sits back down with the guitar.
“My dad. He used to play all the time, I guess I just kinda picked it up.” He began to pluck the strings of the instrument.
“This was his favorite song,” he continues.
His fingers dance elegantly along the strings of the guitar. Creating a nice sound to match for when he begins to hum along. “I can’t remember the words, but it went something like-”
He continues to sing how he thinks he remembers the song going, playing along as he does. Naturally you close your eyes to just listen to him. Listening to how clear and deep his voice is, how it causes you to melt away.
“Do you know any other songs?” you say when he finishes.
He looks up at you, and pauses before he speaks. Taking a quick glance of your lips, he looks away faster than you can blink, but you still catch it.
“Uh- yeah. Yeah I know a few.” he stutters a little trying to avoid making eye contact with you.
“I’ll play another one.” He finally looks at you one last time, but you’re still giving him the lustful gaze you gave him a few moments ago when he looked at you the first time. He tries to look away but he likes the eye contact you guys are keeping. He likes it so much that he slightly throws his guitar from over his lap and reaches over to place both hands on each side of your face. Pulling you in for an intense and heated kiss.
One hand still rested on your cheek and the other hand sliding behind your head right above your neck. He can feel you smiling into the kiss, happy for him to finally be touching you the way you wanted.
You pull away first, lips swollen and heavy breathing but there's still little to no distance between the both of you. His eyes never leave yours when he’s still trying to catch his breath. You find that he looks even more attractive this way, he was charming before but he just looks so enchanting right now.
He’s looking at you like he needs more and you’re more than happy to give it to him because you feel the exact same way. Now it’s your turn to grab his face and pull him into another eager kiss until he gently lays you on the floor and you wrap your arms around his neck to get him as close to you as possible.
You’d say the date went well, you got a chance to know more about him just as you wanted to. Just not in the way you thought you would.
“Do you need me to walk you up?” He asks when you hand him back his extra helmet. “Um no, I think I’ll be fine.” You say although you’re really just scared of how your friend will react when she sees him bringing you back so late.
“Oh…” He says rubbing his hand across the back of his neck.
“But I did have a lot of fun tonight.” you hurry and say to stop him from getting the wrong idea. “Good, I enjoyed myself too.” he smiles when you do. “I think it’s time for me to go in.” You say although, you stand there for a while longer. Just looking at him. “Goodnight.” He replies to you.
“Goodnight.” you linger for just a few seconds longer. “I’ll text you later.” you say lastly before finally getting ready to walk away. “Oh by the way…” He says before you could go anywhere.
“Is your friend single?” he finishes.
“Huh?” you’re at a loss for words. You don’t even know how to react to that question after the both of you just spent hours talking and making out on his apartment floor.
He sees the way your jaw goes slack and he rushes to defend himself, waving his palm in the air.
“No no no, It’s not what you’re thinking. Sohee was just interested, and very adamant about making sure that I got her information.”
“Oh?” you laugh feeling relieved. “Oh, yeah that makes sense. I knew that.” you lie.
And he lets out a sigh of relief
“Here,” He says as he pulls up Sohee’s contact on his phone. “You can just send him her number.” He continues as he passes his phone to you.
“Okay,” You say when you pass the phone back to him, having sent your bestfriends number to Sohee. “Great, I’ll text you tomorrow then.” He says.
“And I’ll answer.”
The conversation lingers for just a while longer before you watch him ride off on his bike and you make your way up to your apartment unit. Giggly about your date with Eunseok. You expect your best friend to be asleep at this time of night, so you try your best to be quiet when you sneak in. Carefully turning the doorknob and opening the door to your dark apartment.
However you couldn’t be anymore wrong as your face is nearly met with a shoe the second you open the door. You don’t even get a chance to say anything before another one comes flying at you. “What the hell are you doing?” You finally get a chance to yell in between her throwing yet another shoe.
“Do you know what time it is?” She yells at you. “It’s one in the morning. Where the hell were you?” She continues. “Why is your location off?” “Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”
She asks a million questions without giving you time to answer any of them. “Do you know how worried I was?”
“Aww you care about me?” You clench your heart.
“No! Who’s gonna pay your half of the rent if you’re dead??”
“Oh?” you throw your hands back down to your side.
“Well, now that I know you’re alive. Tell me everything.” She squeals and plops down on the couch. FInally calming down so you could sit down besides her.
“Okay~ so we went back to his apartment-” “You went to his apartment?” She raises her voice to you once again.
“Yeah, but look I’m alive.” You stand and hold your hands up in defense before she could hit you again.
“...Fine.” She rolls her eyes and puts her arms back down from getting ready to hit you. “But why was your location off, and why didn’t you answer any of my calls?”
“My phone died.” you try to plead your case.
“So did you follow any of the rules?” She throws her hands down.
“Well-” You begin to say but get cut off when her phone rings and she shifts her attention from you to her phone. “Oh it’s sohee… continue.” she begins nonchalantly.
“Okay so we-” You get cut off again when she begins screaming, “Sohee texted me, oh my god my man texted me” she starts jumping all over you when she comes to reality.
“wait… you had sex?” she stops thinking about sohee to continue
“uh.. look sohee texted you!” you try to distract her
“Y/n don’t play with me.”
“We only kissed.”
“with tongue?” she asks
“maybe…” you say looking off to the side.
“Oh my god, I knew I should've given you those condoms.”
“We didn't need the condoms.”
“you’re right, I'm definitely ready to be a godmother.” She shakes her head. “Godmother?” you question.
“So does this mean Sungchan is out of the picture?”
“No, me and eunseok were just a one time thing. That’s what he does with girls anyways, Right?”
Sungchan, Jung Sungchan? Tall and attractive basketball player you’ve been tutoring for three months and crushing on since forever? No. He’s never gonna be out of the picture.
Although, it’s definitely safe to say he was never even in the picture. considering you’ve been waiting on him to make a move since he accidentally slipped up and directly described you as his ideal type.
It was only 2 weeks ago but you really hated the anticipation of waking up everyday wondering if it was gonna be the day he finally asked you out.
And it still hadn’t changed even today when you walk into your biology class, searching for him immediately only to find that he was already looking at you. smiling and waving for you to come over.
“Goodmorning.” he speaks first
“goodmorning.”
“I got you coffee.” He says placing the cup of iced americano in front of you.
“You didn’t have to.” You take your seat besides him.
“I wanted to thank you for helping me pass my midterms.”
“It's my job.”
“and you do it very well. Also, are you busy today? It'd be nice to have you cheer me on at practice.”
“I’ll be there.”
You guys were already basically dating, with you showing up to all his basketball practices and games. going over to his apartment or having him come to yours. knowing all of his friends and even texting each other goodnight/goodmorning.
The only thing missing was the official title of being his girlfriend.
“Good morning class.” The professor starts and waits for everyone to respond before carrying on with her lesson for the day. “You all will be put into groups of three to work on a project. And of course, I will be choosing teams.”
She reads off the list for a while before getting to you.
“Okay group number 5, Y/N, Eunseok…” The last name goes completely unheard. You’re scrunching your eyebrows thinking that maybe there has to be a mistake because you don’t have a class with someone named Eunseok.
“Sweet we get to work together.” Sungchan nudges you and you give him a half smile while looking around the room for the person you met last night. and sure enough you find the handsome guitar player sitting by the window of the room. his eyes already on you.
If there was a word that could accurately describe the emotions you’re going through it’d be fucked. Was there a better word? Probably but the only word that came to mind was fuck. Well actually the first word that came to mind was “Huh” because you had never noticed that you shared this class with him before now.
But also because you thought you’d never see him again after last night. Assuming that he probably had a list of girls on his roster. But now that you knew that you were gonna be seeing him a lot more than you thought, you were fucked.
“Eunseok… Hey.” You say trying to muster up a sincere smile.
“Oh do you guys know each other?” Sungchan asks, looking at the both of you.
“Yeah.” Eunseok answers before you can say anything
“Only a little.” you add, trying to ignore the way Eunseok looks at you. “There’s a seat right here.” Sunghchan says, pointing to the chair beside him. You were no genius but allowing your somewhat one night stand to sit beside your potential boyfriend just didn’t seem like the brightest idea.
So that’d justify why you suddenly and aggressively yell “no” when sungchan offers. “I mean, you can just sit right here.” You giggle when they both look at you shocked.
Sports were never really your thing, but it became your thing when you started tutoring Sungchan. Loving the way he looks when he’s all sweaty, out of breath and his index finger always points directly to you right before he makes a shot.
Seeing him on the court always reminds you of why you stayed up late nights talking your best friend’s head off about him. He’s good at what he does and he also looks hella good doing it. Yes, him being tall, and a basketball player does play a big role in why you’re so attracted to him, but that wasn’t why you fell for him in the first place. It’d definitely have to be how special he made you feel, or how often he praised and complimented you.
Or it could have been the way he always goes straight to you whenever he helps to win one of his games. You were still trying to figure out exactly why you liked him so much, but also trying to find out if he even liked you, or if you just thought he did.
“Water?” you ask when he runs to you, and hunches over with his hands on his knees while trying to catch his breath.
“Thanks.” He receives the water bottle from your hand and you observe how much smaller the bottle looks when he’s holding it. Your eyes stay trained to him when he brings the drink up his lips and he tilts his head back for the water to easily slide down his throat. You pay attention to the way his arm slightly flexed and how his damp hair stuck to certain parts of his forehead and around his face.
“I’m gonna go get changed and then we can get ready to go.” He speaks through his heavy breaths, while pushing his hair back once again flexing his arm.
“Okay.”
He leans down again, this time his breaths are stable. He just wants to get on your level so you don't have to look up at him. Making eye contact with you when he does so.
“You did a good job cheering for me.” He smiles at you, easily leaving you flustered when he speaks so only you could hear him.
“Isn’t that why you asked me to come?”
“That’s exactly why I asked, nobody else does it like you.”
“Go get changed Sungchan.” You push him away weakly.
There were many reasons why you liked sungchan, so it’s very hard to really pinpoint when you actually started falling for him and why. He was sweet, and funny, He was also very gentle with you. He was completely different from the stereotypes that other sports players had built for themselves.
“You have 3 months until the big game,” You begin to start a conversation while walking beside him to your car.
“Yeah, I’m kinda nervous about it.”
“You’re nervous? You’re Jung Sungchan, best player on the whole team. You’re gonna do amazing.”
“Are you gonna be there?” he stops in front of you.
“I wouldn’t miss it.” You say looking up at him.
“Then we’ll definitely win.”
If only he was your boyfriend. If only he was your boyfriend you could kiss him goodbye instead of just imagining it. If only he was your boyfriend you could hold his hand instead of letting it just swing closely, just to get half the satisfaction of having your hand in his.
If you had to give all of the reasons why you liked sungchan, you’d probably run out of time and breath. But if you were to give just the one reason you’d even consider looking at someone else it’d be because he strung you along as if you had all the time in the world.
Because he’d say and do things that make you feel like there’s just no way he doesn’t like you the way you like him. But then he’d also say and do things that make you feel like you’re just reaching.
“I’ll te-” His stopped mid sentence when two girls who you assumed were best friends walk up behind the both of you. Looking up at him, because of the way he towers over the three of you.
“Sungchan.” one of the girls speaks.
You watch him turn around to face the girls, and then switch your focus to watch them. They’re pretty, both of them. It doesn’t make you question yourself but it is something that you observe.
“I think you’re really cute, can I have your number?” She asks, completely ignoring you standing behind him. even if she had acknowledged you it wouldn't change anything. it wasn’t like you could get mad and call her a home wrecker or anything.
But when he turns to you instead of answering first you feel a kaleidoscope of butterflies in your stomach. Nodding your head to ensure that you didn’t have an issue with him giving them his number. Were you actually okay with it? no. but you were curious to see what he was going to do.
He pleasantly surprises you when he shakes his head no, and wraps one of his arms around your shoulders. “I’m kinda busy right now.”
“ah, I'm so sorry for bothering you guys.” the girl looks at you and then runs off with her friend
When they’re gone you look up to him expecting to talk about the interaction that just happened. but he doesn’t, only moving his arm from around you and continuing from where he left off before he was interrupted.
“I'll text you later.” he says, opening the door to your car.
“Okay”
“drive safe.” Is the last thing he says before you split ways.
“I will.”
And the night with Eunseok? You plan on never talking or even thinking about it again. Was it fun? Yes, you definitely enjoyed yourself. And you wouldn’t be convincing anyone if you said that you hadn’t even thought about him once since last night.
But if you were thinking about making things work with Sungchan, then you had to go about life pretending that Eunseok didn’t even exist. Which he was making very hard to do.
You look away from your notes to look at the notification that pops up on your phone. Assuming that it’s probably Sungchan texting you just he assured you he would. However the name that flashes across your phone isn’t Sungchans.
“Shit.” You whisper aloud and it causes your best friend to also look away from her notes. “What?”
“Eunseok just texted me.” You shyly admit.
“Why’s that a bad thing?” She sits up fully.
“I didn’t think he’d talk to me again.”
“So you just wanted to fuck and never talk again.” She bluntly asks.
“We didn’t have sex… and yes. I thought that he did that with everyone.”
“Okay what did he say?” She points to your phone, while still looking at you.
“He asked if I was busy.”
“Well hurry up and text him back before he thinks you are busy.” She gestures to your phone.
“I can’t text him, what about Sungchan?” You ask.
“Sungchan? As in Jung Sungchan. Girl, are we still talking about this man?” You best friend rolls her eyes.
“Sungchan whom I’ve had a crush on since forever.”
“Exactly and where has that gotten you?”
Leave it to her to be brutally honest with you, while also making you feel incredibly stupid
“We’re working on it.” You say lowly and look to the side.
“Yeah right, tell him you’re free.”
“Fine.”
You aren’t doing anything wrong, right? It’s not like you and Sungchan are actually dating. Actually you are a free woman, so why not explore your options. Besides, you're just hanging out so really you aren’t doing anything wrong.
His response comes immediately after you tell him you’re not doing anything. “He said he wants me to come watch them rehearse.” You bite your bottom lip while looking at your best friend.
You’ve come to find that you actually love watching Eunseok play. You can tell just how much he loves what he does. All in the way his fingers elegantly dance along with the strings, creating a captivating melody that has you mesmerized.
While subconsciously leaning forward, you stop focusing on his hands and start focusing on his face. How concentrated he looks trying to get the notes right on his instrument.
He looks up when he begins to feel you watching him, smiling when his eyes meet yours.
“You wanna try?”
“No, no I can't, I'll break it.” You shake your head and wave your hands but he doesn’t listen to any of your arguments as he stands up and gently hooks the guitar strap around your shoulder. While resting the heavy instrument in your lap.
“Eunseok,” You look up at him, protesting once again.
“Just hold it like this.” He says, moving your hand to where it needs to be.
“Then just…” He demonstrates by grabbing your other hand and using your own fingers to strum the strings of his guitar. Showing you a few times before he allowed you to try again on your own.
“See you’ve got it.” He speaks right by your ear, still holding the neck of the guitar up so you’d be more comfortable.
“I did it!” you smile, not noticing how close he was until you turn your face to look at him. When his lips are so close to yours, you suddenly feel like you have stopped breathing. Your body goes into complete shock for a few seconds, and you don't know what to do.
“Uh, what a nice guitar, how much was this?” You begin to ramble, out of complete embarrassment, Striking a few chords on his guitar and jumping when they come out horrible.
“I’ll just give this back.”
Your heart's racing now and you feel the heat rush to your cheeks. Why did you let your roommate talk you into this? The “why” is unclear and all you know is that his small and deep laugh doesn’t help aid in the embarrassment you feel right now.
“I can teach you more if you want.”
“Uh, no it’s fine. That’s definitely more your thing.” You shake your head and pass him the guitar back.
You glance up at the other boys, seeing that they had paused their practicing just to watch you and Eunseok. “Actually, maybe I should go. I don’t wanna interrupt you guys' practice time.” You look back up to him.
“You aren’t interrupting anything.”
He says to try to stop you and when it doesn’t work he looks over at wonbin. Who’s only gesturing at him to go after you.
“Let me at least walk you to your car.” He speaks up as he runs behind you.
“Okay.” is all that you say, slowing down so that he can catch up with you and walk in silence. You have a bunch of thoughts running through your head, feeling the need to get them all out before you forget everything.
“About last night,” He stops walking completely when you begin to speak.
“I just wanted to apologize. I don’t usually do that, well I’m not usually like that. I don’t know what happened. And I hope that it doesn’t make things awkward between us.” You explain
“We can just forget it all happened if you want.”
“Could we?”
“Of course.”
He smiles at you and you smile back, relieved to have gotten that off your chest. Knowing that class is gonna be so much easier now that you aren’t giving him the wrong Idea.
“But we can still hang out right. Because I really like hanging out with you.” He continues when you start to walk again.
Hearing him say that makes you realize, you actually like hanging out with him too. Watching him play and getting to know him better.
“I like hanging out with you too.” You turn to look up at him when you finally reach your car.
“So I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Yes, you will.”
It goes quiet again, mainly because there’s nothing else left to say. But you’re not ready to leave yet. You suddenly start to feel the same way you felt when you first met him. It could have been because there was no one else around so he had nowhere else to look but at you.
Having his eyes on you was like having your own personal spotlight, his dark obsidian eyes shining down on you like you were the prettiest thing to walk the earth. That might have been the reason you slowly gravitated closer to him. Slowly closing the space between both of you until your chest was pressed against his.
He leans down but only a little, just enough for you to feel his breath brush against your face. And he’s still not as close as you want him to be. So you latch on to each of his shoulders and get up on your tippy toes so that your face could be leveled with his.
Now his nose is barely touching yours, and your eyes are trained to his lips. Pausing before you think to kiss him, “Are you gonna apologize for this tomorrow?” He asks against your lips,
“Probably,” you say and it comes out almost in a whisper.
Despite your answer he still wraps his arms around your waist as if it were even possible for you to get even closer to him. And he attaches his lips onto yours, while leaning down to your height so that you could place your feet flatly on the ground again.
Your arms wrap tightly around his neck pulling him towards you like he’s the last man you’re ever gonna kiss.
“okay.” you whisper when you break the kiss
“okay.”
“Goodnight.”
“goodnight.” the two of you go back and forth.
“I should probably go now.”
“Alright, get home safe.” he says but neither of you let go of eachother. your arms still wrapped tightly around his neck and his hands still sitting firmly on your waist.
Maybe it was a good thing you let your best friend drag you out that night. Even though she never made good on her promises, but it wasn’t like you were expecting much from her. Being with Eunseok was so much different than anything you’ve ever experienced. He did all the things you wanted Sungchan to, and he was just as gentle with you as Sungchan was. He listened to you and made you feel desired.
Which is exactly why you agreed everytime he asked you out again.
However, with going on dates with Eunseok and still somewhat kinda seeing Sungchan things had begun to overlap and it started to get hard balancing the both of them. So you went to get advice from the person that got you in this mess in the first place.
“Alright how about this, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, are for sungchan. Since he was here first.” your best friend writes down on the notebook in between you.
“Okay.” you nod
“and then Thursday, Friday, and Saturday are for Eunseok.”
“And sunday?” You ask, looking up at her.
“That’s your day off, this is a full time job.” She explains
“oh.”
And you knew you could trust her. (No you didn’t) That’s why she was your best friend, she always had the best advice. (No she didn’t)
Going between the two boys was actually quite easy, and even kinda fun. Coming home to recap with your best friend after everyday and using code names so that her new boyfriend wouldn’t catch on.
“Any progress with the frog?” You best friend asked when you sat your laptop down on the coffee table and took a seat criss cross on the floor in front of it.
“He told me his grades are getting better. That’s a good thing.” you answer.
“You know that’s not what I’m asking.” You didn’t have to look to know that she was rolling her eyes.
“He’s been practicing a lot.” You answer again, still trying to avoid the question you knew she was asking.
“Did you guys kiss?” She just asks
“Wait, Kiss? Like a princess and the frog kinda kiss? Wait, you guys have a frog that can play basketball?” Sohee sits up confused.
“It’s just girl stuff, don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.” Your best friend says while leaning in to give him small butterfly kisses on his lips.
“Okay.” He obeys and goes back to laying his head on her lap.
“No, we didn’t kiss. We haven’t done anything.” You answer her question and turn back around towards your laptop to finish the list of assignments you’ve been putting off since you were spending more time with sungchan and Eunseok.
“And the rock?” is all she says, but it causes your lips to turn up into a smile. And you have to look to the side so that she doesn’t see the way your excitement grows when you think about him.
“We…” You start
“You really like him huh?” She asks
“The rock?” Sohee sits up again.
“It’s nothing, baby.” She shushes him.
She was right, you definitely did like him, a little too much you think.
So much so that even when you weren’t around him you were still thinking about him. So much so that small things reminded you of him. So much so that your heart did a little cartwheel whenever you got a message from him.
It was just so easy to be with him, you didn’t even have time to think about if he liked you or not.
Eunseok kept his hand loosely around yours while you jumped and squealed at all the sea animals in the aquarium. Pointing to the ones that you thought were especially enchanting, While you watched the swimming sea creatures he watched you.
Paying attention to how he could see the reflections of the fishes through your eyes, seeing how your face lit up.
“This is so beautiful.” You whisper. “Isn’t it?” He says
“Sometimes I wish I was a fish…” You speak while still staring ahead. “I could see this everyday.” you say referencing the pretty scenes of underwater life.
“if you were a fish, you’d be a jellyfish” he said looking at the fish swimming behind the glass.
You turn your head to watch him when he moves to stand behind you and wrap his arms around your torso.
“Why a jellyfish?”
“Cause they're my favorite sea animal, and they're really pretty.” He turns and smiles down at you.
“You think I’m pretty?” You ask but he doesn’t answer. Only leaning down to give you a chaste kiss on the lips.
“You didn’t answer my question.” You turn your whole body around to face him.
“I don’t think pretty is a strong enough word to describe you.” He whispers against your lips right before he gives another kiss. This one being more passionate and intense than the first one.
If this was something that he did with everyone, you bet they felt special. Because you definitely did. No matter how many times you tried to tell yourself not to get too attached to him, he always did something that made you imagine what it’d be like to go all the way with him.
But then there’s sungchan…
And when you were with sungchan things were just different.
You kicked a bit of sand up every time you took a step, walking beside Sungchan with your hands dangling beside you. The beach was completely empty, it’s just you and sungchan walking along the shore listening to the crashing of waves.
The shades of blue and orange reflected off the vast sea beside you. The wind blowing past your skin causes you to shiver and wrap your sweater tighter around your body.
You weren’t a big fan of beaches, or more the idea of them. The crowds of people sunbathing in the sand and having your food stolen by unruly seagulls. But this wasn’t that, this was romantic and intimate.
It was perfect, being here with sungchan not a care in the world.
“Are you cold?” He asks slipping his jacket off
“No, I’m okay.” He ignores you completely and wraps his varsity jacket over your shoulders
“Thanks.” You tug the ends of the jacket closer together.
“The sunset is so pretty.” You look out beside you, watching specifically where the sky and the sea meet. Even with the harsh crashing of waves and screaming of birds, it still wasn’t enough to cover the awkward silence that the both of you had managed to maintain.
“I usually come here when I’m stuck on something and I don’t know what to do.”
“What are you stuck on?” You turn to ask him.
He stops walking and it kinda starts to scare you.
“I don’t know how to say this.” that’s when you hold your breath, for the first time in a long time you think he’s about to ask the question you’ve been wanting him to ask.
“It’s okay, take your time.” you grab his hand without breaking eye contact with him.
Not another word leaves his mouth, because instead of telling you what’s been bothering him. He just leans down and connects his lips with yours.
It’s gentle and tender. Just how you always imagined your first kiss with him would be. It was amazing, it’s like waking up on Christmas and seeing that you got exactly what you asked for. But when you pull away from the kiss and look up your heart drops.
You liked being with Eunseok, but you’ve always liked Sungchan. You were very sure of it. So why did you imagine Eunseok when Sungchan kissed you?
The thought confuses you so much that you go back for another kiss from him, hoping that his one would reset your brain and get you back on track. But it doesn’t because when you open your eyes, You still see Sungchan.
“How did it go, with the frog?” your best friend asks the second you walk back into your shared apartment.
“It was good.”
“It doesn’t sound too good.” She says, “Did anything happen?”
“Yeah, umm we kissed.” You say nonchalantly
“Oh my god he finally made a move?” She begins to celebrate for you
“Wait, so are you like… into frogs?” Sohee walks to counter where you and your best friend are.
“No, I thought I was but now I think I like the rock, because when the frog kissed me all I could think about was the rock and now I’m confused.”
“You were thinking about the rock?” You best friend asks
“So you like to kiss rocks?” Sohee adds
“No boy hush.” She holds her index finger out to him.
“GIrl what are you on?” she turns back to you
“This is your fault, I knew I shouldn’t have continued to see him.”
“Wait so you told her to kiss the frog?” Sohee asks, still very confused.
“I told you to go out with him, have fun, be young. Not, fall in love with him.”
“Are we talking about the rock or the frog?” Sohee interjects again.
“I’m not in love with him, I don’t even like him.” You roll your eyes
“Okay I don’t know what’s going on but I know that’s a lie. Because the way you talk about the rock makes me want to find a rock. Sohee turns to you
“So you’d cheat on me with a rock.” Your best friend turns to him.
“No, of course not. There’s no rock in the world that looks at me the way you do.”
“And there never will be.” She adds, “But my baby is right, you definitely like the rock.”
“No, I like the frog.” You correct.
“Not anymore.” they both say in sync.
Confused as you were, you didn’t stop seeing him. You needed to find if you actually like him, or if you just liked the way he made you feel.
You sat right in front of the stage where Eunseok and his band performed. He was right, over time you’d gotten used to being at these kinds of events. Just not for the reason you imagined, you liked being here because he was here. You got to see him in his element.
And you found this is where he was his best.
Even though you’d gotten used to being here, it didn’t make the music any better. It just got easier to tune out. The only music being bearable was the music that Eunseok made. The music that got you here in the first place. The music that made you question your true feelings.
You’re lost in thought, staring at him. Watching him flick at the strings of the guitar and while you were watching you failed to notice that the song he was performing wasn’t a song you heard before. It’s beautiful and different from any of the other songs they’ve done.
It’s slower in tempo and amorous. Just the song he was playing made you realize that you might actually like him, You might like him alot. It wasn’t just the way he made you feel, it was him himself.
And you become very sure of it when leaves the stage and makes his way to you kissing you in front of everyone. You become sure of it when he kisses you and you don’t imagine anyone else but him.
“R&R everyone.” You faintly hear in the speakers behind you.
But then there was sungchan.
“You’re gonna be at the game right?” He asks, leaning against the door in front of you.
“I told you a million times, I won’t miss it.”
“I just wanna make sure you remember, I’ll be sad if you don’t make it.”
“I’ll definitely be there, sungchan.”
“Promise?” he asks, holding out his pinky to you.
“Really?” You laugh
“Yes, I need you to promise me.”
You’re still giggling but you wrap your pinky finger around his and give him the reassurance that he wants to hear.
“I promise that I’ll be there. I’ll be cheering louder than anyone else.” You promise with your finger still looped around his.
“Good.” He gets ready to give you a small peck, but out of panic you turn your head so he kisses your cheek instead and start fake coughing so he doesn’t think anything of it.
“Sorry, I think I’m coming down with something.” You say in between coughs. “But I’ll see you tomorrow, Sorry, bye.” You don’t give him any time to say anything before you close the door right in his face.
The second you close the door and turn around, you’re faced with your best friend. “That’s messed up.”
“What?”
“You know what.” She smirks, putting an emphasis on the “know”.
“I didn’t know what else to do.”
“I'm not judging girl. do your thing.” she points and walks back towards her room.
it definitely felt like she was judging, but you couldn’t blame her. you were judging too.
You were there, just as you promised. Sitting on the bleachers, screaming his name whenever you felt appropriate.
The scores are too close to even predict who you think is gonna win, but you think it doesn’t even matter. because no matter what, you just wanted to be here to support sungchan.
Although you can’t help but feel your heart drop when you see the look on his face, when he looks up at the scores and then looks around the gym to find you . Wishing that you could just just the numbers yourself. or that there was at least something you could do, but there wasn’t anything left to do but sit there and cheer for him like you promised you’d do.
When halftime comes around you make your way down to him, with a bottle of water in hand.
“you’re here.” He smiles even though he’s still out of breath.
“I told you I would be.”
“I didn’t see you at first, I was starting to get worried.”
“I can tell.”
“Really, was I bad?” he asks, sitting up straight when he’s gotten his breaths tamed.
“You’re doing good Sungchan, can’t wait to celebrate when you win.”
“I’m glad you’re here.” he says lastly and you respond with “I made you a promise.” before he leans down to place a small kiss on your cheek.
“Okay, now go win this game.” you pat his back.
“you better be watching when I do.” He points to you when he runs back over to his team.
“Who's winning?” Your best friend asks in your ear.
“Omg you’re here.” you get up and squeal when you see her.
“don’t be too happy, I'm only here to save your ass for what’s about to happen.”
“What's about to happen?” You ask.
“If I tell you, then it won’t happen.” she shrugs
This is one of those many times that you’d like to throw her in a box and ship her to australia. because now you’re trying to think of every possible scenario of what could go wrong.
And you wished she’d just tell you, so you could prevent whatever catastrophe is about to take place.
as you’re still thinking Sohee walks in and takes a seat besides your best friend. His arm instantly wrapped around her when he asks “who’s winning.”
“So far it’s a tie.” you explain distantly.
“oh yeah, eunseoks waiting for you in the hallway.”
“Eunseok?” you ask jumping up.
“yeah. he’s in the hallway.” he says again.
You run out of the gym and into the hallway where you expect to find Eunseok. Looking around hastily when you see him already smiling at you.
“What are you doing here?” you question when he pulls you into a hug, planting a small kiss on your lips.
“It seemed really important to you.” He looks down at you, with you still wrapped in his arms
“Sungchan’s playing, and he’s been working really hard. so I just couldn’t miss this.” You explain.
“You guys must be very close.” he asks but it comes out more as a statement than a question.
“Yeah, you could say that.” You agree.
“Okay, well you finish watching the game… while i go get us some snacks.” he says in between kisses.
“I'll come with you. I need to make sure you get the right ones.” You speak against his lips.
“I'll get the right ones.”
“But i need to make sure.” You go back and forth with him.
“sounds like you’re just trying to make excuses.”
“I'm not making excuses, I'm just very picky about my snacks.” you smile up at him before going in for
Time went by so fast you didn’t even realize you were out for so long. Neither of you even made it to get snacks because you stood in the hallway kissing him. not realizing that the game was over until you heard claps and screams coming from inside the gym.
“Fuck.” You curse under your breath when you realize that you had missed the entire game.
“what?”
“i gotta go.” he starts to ask why but you don’t explain anything as you run back into the gym to see Sungchan and his team cheering. Making it obvious to you, who had won.
This must’ve been what your best friend was trying to warn you about. this had to be it, because all the guilt you’re feeling right now makes you wanna cry.
Especially when Sungchan runs over to you with the biggest smile on his face. A smile that you tried to match but failed. Luckily he was too proud of himself to notice how you were feeling.
“you won.” you say to mask the guilt that’s eating you inside out.“I knew you would.”
“I did it for you.”
It was sickening to say the least, Sungchan made the winning shot in your name and you weren’t even there to see it. What's even worse is when he grabs your hand to wrap up in a hug and places a tender kiss on your forehead.
“you gotta come out at some point.” you’ve locked yourself in your room and decided not to talk to anybody at all, because of how bad you felt about what you did to sungchan. And to be honest you weren’t really ready to face either one of them in class.
“Go away.” You yell from your bed.
“Girl. don’t get mad at me cause you decided to have your tongue down your man's throat while your other man was winning a basketball game for you.” She snaps back
“You’re not making me feel any better.” You
“You shouldn’t even feel bad, you think either of them are locking themselves in their room and crying because they kissed another girl.” she questions through the door..
That’s when you get up and walk to your door to say what you have to say to her face.
“I don’t know how much it meant to him that I was there, and I missed it. I couldn’t even do the one thing he asked me for.”
“Okay? He probably hasn’t even noticed that you missed the last three days of classes. And besides he’s just been stringing you along. It’s not like he was really ever gonna make any commitment to you.”
She was wrong, but she’s always wrong. That’s something about her, she has a fantastic talent of being just wrong all the time. This time she was wrong about sungchan not noticing that you missed class.
Because he stood right in front of your apartment door with your favorite ice cream. Getting ready to knock when he sees Eunseok get off the elevator with a paper bag in hand. They both look at eachother confused but Eunseok is the first to speak,
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to see my girlfriend.” Sungchan says adjusting the tin of ice cream in his hand.
“Are you aware that your girlfriend has a boyfriend?” Eunseok asks referring to your best friend,
“Huh?”
While you’re still explaining to your best friend why you’re so hurt about what you did to Sungchan. There's a knock at the door that causes you to jump slightly. You hold your breath while your best friend walks over to answer the door.
“Y/n your boyfriends are here.” She yells which warrants them to look at each other and then back at her.
“Huh?” They say in unison.
“Fuck.” you curse under your breath.
You walk out to the living room, to see that indeed both Sungchan and eunseok were standing side by side staring back at you with confused expressions written on their faces.
If you could pull out a sword and swallow it right there, you would. Right in front of them, maybe then that would solve every life problem you’ve ever had, including this one.
“What.. umm. What are you doing here?” You’re not even sure which of them you’re directing it to.
“I thought you were sick so I bought ice cream.” “I brought your favorite ice cream.” they both say at the same time.
“You brought ice cream cause you thought she was sick?” Your best friend asks but she gets ignored when Sungchan looks down to the jar of ice cream that Eunseok’s holding. “That’s not her favorite.”
“She loves this one.” Eunseok looks at him.
“She likes cookies and cream.” Sungchan speaks holding up the ice cream that he's holding in his own hands.
“She hates cookies and cream,” Your best friend answers before you even get a chance to say anything.
“I thought you liked cookies and cream.” Sungchan finally looks at you.
“I do like it.” You lie.
“Now girl, why are you lying?” You best friend speaks up for you.
“Shut the fuck up.” You turn to say to her with gritted teeth,
“Oh my bad, she loves cookies and cream because she can’t ever just choose one flavor.”
“Do you ever stop talking?” you ask passive aggressively.
To that she just throws her hands up in the air and mutters a very insincere “sorry.” while walking to her room.
“So do you like cookies and cream? Cause I can go get a different one if you don’t like this one.”
“I love cookies and cream.” You lie through a tight smile as you look at Eunseok who could very easily tell you were lying. And you knew it, especially with the way he cocks one of his eyebrows up.
“Thank you guys for-” You start but get cut off by Eunseok. “Who’s Sungchan’s girlfriend?” He asks, leaving you confused.
“Sungchan’s girlfriend?” You repeat, looking at Sungchan, your heart completely beating outside of your chest.
“You’re my girlfriend.” He responds to you.
“Huh? Your girlfriend?” you ask now even more confused.
“I thought we made things official that day at the beach.”
“You didn’t say anything, you just kissed me” By the time you think to stop yourself, it’s too late. You’re too scared to look at Eunseoks reaction but you do anyways. “Do you like him?” he asks calmly and it makes you nervous.
“I..” You're not even sure how to answer the question with them both standing in front of you.
“I understand.” He places the jar of ice cream in your hands and walks out of the door. “No, I-” Instinctively you go to chase after him. But sungchan’s voice alone stops you right in your tracks. “What are you doing?”
What are you doing? Things were never supposed to get this serious with Eunseok. So why do you feel so disappointed seeing that Sungchan is still here instead of him. And would things be better if it were the other way around.
“Sorry- I think you should go.” You finally look up at him.
“What?”
“You should just go.” You say once again, trying to blink back the tears that are threatening to fall. Watching him silently leave, taking the ice cream with him.
It’s been six days since you’ve talked to either Sungchan or Eunseok. You’d say it was better this was, but that’d be a lie. It was better when your heart didn’t drop every time you ran into Eunseok in the hallway, or at least when he would just respond to your text,
It was better when you didn’t feel a wave of disappointment whenever you opened your notifications only to see that it was just Sungchan begging you to talk to him. It was better when you didn’t go through your day feeling like there was something missing.
The rain tapping against your window eases your mind as you reread through all of Sungchans messages. Your bottom lip tucked in between your teeth and your books laid out across the floor, from when you attempted to catch up on your homework but failed when google decided to notify you about your old photos with Sungchan.
Sungchan: Hi
Sungchan: Can we please talk?
Sungchan: Fine, I'll just talk.
Sungchan: I know I haven’t been really straightforward with you about how I felt. So I hope that I can fix that now, I like you. I like you alot and I miss you and I just want you to talk to me please. I don’t know what I did wrong but if you just tell me I'll fix it, I promise I will.
The more you read the last message the heavier your heart gets. Once again you feel like you're about to cry, but you can’t because you’ve already cried all you can cry. You know you need to put your phone down and do something else to take your mind off of this but no matter how many times you tell yourself that you just can’t put it down.
It doesn’t help that it’s completely silent, there’s nothing here at all to distract you from your own thoughts. and when you think about opening your social media accounts nothing seems entertaining enough to keep you from clicking off of them and back on to sungchans messages.
However, the knock at the door is more than enough to make you forget everything. you get up to answer it assuming it’s just one of your neighbors or something, but when you open it to see sungchan right across from you, you almost close the door in his face. or at least you imagine it.
“Why are you here?” you mutter.
“I really need to talk to you.” He walks right in and closes the door.
“We-”
“Just listen, I like you, I like being around you, I like talking to you. I like the way you support me, the way you make me feel. I know I’ll never find someone even close to you and I know It shouldn’t have taken me this long to tell you, but I was afraid of how you’d react. And even if you don’t like me the way I like you, I hope that we can at least just stay friends.”
You can’t think of anything to say even though you know he’s waiting for you to say something. Your brain is full of over a million thoughts, that you fear that if you do say something it’s gonna come out mumbled and confusing.
You did like him, you really did. But after a while it felt like you were just convincing yourself that you did. And this should’ve been enough to make it clear who your heart really belonged to but you’re still clinging on to the little bit of feelings that you have left for Sungchan. So you tell him “I like you too, but I think we should just stay friends for now. That’s worked out really good for us so far.”
To which he laughs and pulls you into a hug. “It definitely has.” This makes you feel somewhat better. It hushes half the thoughts that you had before. Plus the hug is warm and comforting and exactly what you didn’t know that you needed.
“Are you crying?” He asks looking down at you
“No.” You lie muffled into his chest.
Now that things with Sungchan were going much better you were still trying to work out things with Eunseok. And “work things out” just meant that you ranted to your best friend every day after class about how much you miss your rock.
“The frog and I are okay, but the rock won’t talk to me, he’s ignoring all my messages and he won’t even look at me in class.”
“Maybe because he’s a rock.” Sohee blatantly speaks but you ignore him and keep talking as if he isn’t even there.
“I just miss him so much, I miss playing in his hair and listening to him play his guitar while I’m trying to study.”
“Okay so correct me if I’m wrong but I’m starting to think that your rock is a code name.” Sohee interrupts again.
“Oh baby you’re thinking too much, you just need to relax. Here let me…” Your best friend places her hand on his shoulder to pull him back and stop him from saying anything else but it still doesn't work because he just lays his hand over hers and continues to make his point.
“No wait, I have never seen a rock that plays the guitar and the rock sounds alot like…. Oh my god.” He yells the last part upon coming across his realization.
“Is the Rock Eunseok?” He asks, jumping up off the couch. You’re too stunned to speak or even think. Your body is too stiff to move, you don’t even know how to get yourself out of this situation. “I’m right aren’t I?”
“Yes, Eunseok is the rock.” You say shamefully
“And the frog must be that Sungchan guy.” He adds
“You know Sungchan?’ You look back at him confused.
“Yeah, the basketball player that you cheated on Eunseok with.”
“Now wait, I didn’t cheat.” You hold your hands out as you're ready to defend yourself.
“You might as well have, Eunseoks liked you for so long that I thought the both of you were already married.”
“But we’ve only known each other for like 3 months.” You speak, confused.
“No, he’s liked you for like ever. He used to bother us all the time about you during rehearsals. He talked about you so much that Seunghan threatened to ask you out just so he would make a move.”
“What?” Now you're at a complete loss of words.
“Bro yeah, we were all shocked that he finally talked to you when we saw you at the show. You should’ve been there, well you were but you know what I mean.”
Wonbin noticed you first, because you were the only person in the crowd who had a frown so prominent that he was worried your face was gonna be stuck like that. That’s when he taps Sohee’s arm so that he could see it too but Sohee was too worried about your best friend to really care about how mad you looked. So when he couldn’t get his attention he just turned to Suenghan and called it to his attention instead.
“Wait, I think that’s Y/n.” Suenghan says
“Are you sure? She’s usually happier.” But when wonbin turns around Suenghans already gone to find Eunseok.
“Y/n’s here.” Seunghan says pointing to you while looking at Eunseok. To which Eunseok just shrugged off without even looking in your direction because they’ve been playing with him like that all night. So he just assumed it was another one of their mean jokes. However when Seunghan just laughs and leaves he looks up just to check out of pure curiosity and it was actually you.
He’d already told his band members that the next time he saw you he was just gonna talk to you. And he had intentions on going through with his promise even though you looked extremely unentertained.
Sohee finished explaining the story about the night you and Eunseok met.
“And then he started talking about you even more once you guys finally did start seeing each other.”
“This entire time?” You ask again. “And more.” Sohee adds which makes your best friend chuckle. “Girl, go get your man.”
“He won’t even talk to me.”
“He’s not the one that needs to do the talking.” For the first time in a really long time, your best friend was actually right. So you did as she told you to and reached for your phone.
“I said go get your man not go text him.”
“What if he closes the door in my face?” You ask in a whine.
“Then it would have been very deserved.” She replies.
“But-” You begin to make an excuse but get cut off immediately.
“Go!” They both shout at the same time.
You’re now in the parking lot of his apartment, still hesitant on whether or not you’re ready to face him yet. You know that if you leave the car you’ll be forced to deal with reality so you decide to just stay there for a few more minutes and at least plan out what you wanna say. However all that’s going through your mind is static and everything that Sohee told you.
You’re so confused you begin to talk to yourself. “This whole time?” you say aloud.
No matter how many times you try to talk yourself into leaving your car you just can’t. You even make it as far as to open your car door.
“So how’d it go?” your best friend asks the second you walk back into the door.
“It didn’t.”
“What do you mean it didn’t?” She pipes up.
“I got too scared to even knock on his door.” You speak.
She gets up from the couch and walks to the front door and closes it behind her leaving both you and Sohee completely confused. Then you hear a knock at the door so you answer it because you know exactly who it is. “That’s all you had to do.” She says when you open the door.
That’s when you close the door in her face, and lock it right after. Although you knew she was right. If you wanted to work things out with Eunseok you definitely couldn’t allow your ego to get in the way.
Sitting in your bed, reading over the unsent message over and over again until you finally have the guts to push send. However the more you read it the more you decide against even bothering him.
You let out a long, deep sigh, click your phone off and lay it on the bed beside you while thinking about something to help distract you. However everything you thought of led back to Eunseok. Even when you throw your head back on your pillow and close your eyes all you can think about is him.
“What do I do?” you speak aloud to yourself.
“Oh you need a break. Bad.” Your best friend trespasses into your room.
“What do you have in mind?” you say simply turning your head over in her direction
“I’m thinking we're going to see this new band.” She sits beside you on the bed, while proposing her new idea.
“I don’t think I’m ready to see Eunseok in person yet.”
“He’s not even gonna be there, I’ll have Sohee make sure of it.”
“This better not be one of your little tricks.”
“What? One of my little tricks?” she teases looking off to the side
“I’m not going.” You state firmly.
“No, he’s not gonna be there. I swear.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Suit yourself.” When she doesn’t beg like you expected her to, you start to get concerned. “You don’t want me to take you?”
She shakes her head. “No Sohee’s on his way.” She continues. “I just wanted to help you take your head off of things.”
“This is the first time you’ve ever actually done something good for me.” You speak gratefully.
“Mm mm girl this is for me, you sitting around here sad really messes up the mood. And the smell, girl, take a shower.” She covers her nose.
“Wow, thanks.” You sit back against your headboard to begin contemplating again why you were even friends with her.
“I’m kidding y/n, you know I love you. And I really hate seeing you like this, It breaks my heart.”
“I’m sorry I’m trying to shake this feeling.”
“Just come out with us tonight, please. If you’re not feeling it you can leave no questions asked.” She moves closer to you and cuffs your hands into hers. The look she gives you makes it hard to say no. Not that you’d say no anyways, you really could use a distraction.
“Fine.”
“You’ll come?”
“Yes, I’ll come. But I'm driving myself. I don’t need to see you and sohee making out the whole ride.”
Just as promised you showed up to the event and yet again your best friend was nowhere to be found. You didn’t even bother to look for her, you just stood with your arms crossed staring at the crowd in front of you and thinking about how long it had been since you were in a place like this.
The music still needed some getting used to but you weren’t as uptight about it as you once were. You also notice that there is something different, you can't quite pin your finger on it but you definitely notice it. Maybe it’s just the vibe that’s off, you usually came to these things for Eusneok so now that he wasn’t here it felt kinda weird.
Or it could have been that they painted the walls a different color. But it’s most likely the fact that the boy that you’re looking for can’t be found. Even though you told yourself and your best friend that you don’t wanna see him yet, you can’t help but look around occasionally to see if you find a familiar face.
But you never do, no matter how many times you look or in what direction. He’s not there.
“Looking for someone?” a voice says behind you and your heart drops immediately, You turn around with wide eyes but quickly release your breath when you see that it’s not the person you thought it was.
“Just my best friend.” You answer him although you're not really in the mood to speak to speak to anyone at the moment.
“Did I scare you? I didn’t mean to.” The unnamed man continues
“Oh no you’re fine.”
You are still talking to the man but someone behind him catches your eye and distracts you from the conversation. You watch them for a little and the longer you watch the more you’re sure that it’s definitely the guitar player that you’ve been looking for all night.
Not another second goes by before you’re cutting the man off to push past the crowd and make your way to Eunseok. He doesn’t say anything when he sees you so you decide to speak first.
“Can we talk?”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” He says bluntly.
“I have a lot to say.” You state but you don’t get the chance to get anything else out because he walks away from you and you’re forced to run after him just so you can at least explain yourself.
“Eunseok.” You shout, and that’s when he finally stops
“I like you Y/n, and I can’t talk to you when I know about you and him. I don’t wanna be just friends.”
“And I like you too, when I’m with him I’m thinking about you. I’m always thinking about you. I just can never stop thinking about you.”
“Were you thinking about me when you kissed him?” He asks
“I was.” You answer honestly
“and you still did it.”
“It was wrong to try and go between the both of you, I know. but I honestly thought you did this with everyone. how was i supposed to know how you felt?” you say in a raspy voice trying to stop yourself from crying.
“how did you feel?” He questions
“I felt confused. I never expected to like you as much as I do, and I never thought you’d like me back in the same way.”
you stop and watch him before you say something else
“Please forgive me, eunseok I’m sorry I really am. I don’t know how many times I can say that.”
you continue to watch him even as he walks closer to you and wraps his arms around you for you to rest your head on his chest. “I missed you.” cutting you off from apologizing anymore.
“I missed you too.”
“And also do you really like cookies and cream Ice cream?” he asks suddenly
“No, I hate it.” you laugh still burying your head into his chest.
#fluff#riize imagines#riize x reader#riize#riize icons#riize angst#riize fluff#drabbles#eunseok x reader#sungchan x reader#sungchan#jung sungchan#song eunseok#riize sungchan#riize eunseok#get a guitar#lee sohee#riize sohee#sohee#sohee icons#riize moodboard#eunseok fluff#eunseok angst#eunseok#riize x you#riize scenarios#jung sungchan fluff#sungchan fluff#sungchan angst#sungchan imagines
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Jack-O-Lantern Carving Headcanons
Lucifer
• Unless he’s in the specific mood to carve things up with a knife then he’s just going to go with a classic design
• If he’s in the mood he could make a swan but he’ll probably design Mammon hanging from a rope as a warning or specifically to scare Mammon
• He doesn’t mind the pumpkin guts, he just feeds them to Beelzebub who’s probably watching him and drooling
Mammon
• Mammon is surprisingly bad at this and instead of accepting defeat he wants to make some crows or something cool like his brothers
• It’s not really clear what the pumpkin was meant to be but it’s mutilated either way
• If he tries again it’ll be a normal fun design but still a little unintentionally silly
• The pumpkin guts gross him out
Leviathan
• Master of fun crafting, if it means he can carve out the likeness of his idols then he’s going to be an expert at it.
• He doesn’t really care about the pumpkin guts, he gives them to Beelzebub to keep him away
• He makes beautiful designs of the Lord of Shadow and Henry, you, and of course Halloween Themed Ruri-Chan
• He tries to preserve his masterpieces
Satan
• Everyone is concerned by the freaky laughter and how much he enjoys stabbing the pumpkin. He doesn’t saw away at it, it repeatedly stabs it and it turns out perfectly
• he has fun with the guts and is smiling so brightly you can only imagine what he must be thinking
• He makes a few different pumpkins, each incorporating cats in some way and he’s very proud of them
Asmodeus
• He wants to make super cute pumpkins with his face on it
• He’s unnervingly good with the little knives he uses to carve his likeness but as eerie as that display is, you forget when he screams in a high pitch when confronted with touching pumpkin guts. He gets someone else to do that
• Asmo pumpkins become a trend which annoys his brothers when they go out for candy and see their brother’s face everywhere
Beelzebub
• He eats the guts much to everyone’s horror. Asmo acts like he’s going to puke.
• He’s decent with the knife though a little clumsy
• Similarly to when he attempts to draw, his carving is a little horrific which is great for Halloween but makes him upset when only Belphie can tell what it’s supposed to be
• The pumpkins never make it to display, he eats them
Belphegor
• Has a little too much fun stabbing the pumpkins.
• He cannot follow the “abstract” lines he made on the pumpkin but that was for the best. The carving is somehow even worse much to Lucifer’s dismay
• He’s really proud of it and is happy Beel can tell it’s supposed to be you, but I’d be offended if I were you and the brothers are offended for you
Solomon
• He could just use magic if he wanted to, but what’s the fun in that?
• He saves the pumpkin seeds from the guts so he can use them in recipes which is the scariest news that Halloween night
• His Halloween pumpkins are amazing and depict demons, witches, and TSL characters.
• He makes a Lucifer pumpkin and Lucifer sighs and destroys it but Solomon keeps reversing this action much to his annoyance
Simeon
• Simeon is adorably excited to carve pumpkins but before that, he watches Luke like a hawk and does most of the carving for him
• When it’s Simeon’s turn he puts a lot of thought and detail into what he does. He makes one traditional fun design, it’s smiling though, no scary things here. The other is incredibly detailed of him, Raphael, Luke, Solomon, and you. Luke has puppy ears and he’s not happy about it
• He doesn't mind the pumpkin guts and picks out a few seeds for snacks and for planting.
Luke
• Luke has to keep shooing away Simeon and Raphael because he deals with kitchen knives all the time. He does struggle with the carving a little bit because he chose a tough pumpkin
• He thinks the pumpkin guts are gross until he begins thinking of the potential recipes. He distracts Simeon by asking him to pick out the seeds, that way he can finally carve in peace
• His design is simple, cute, and happy. No anger or spooky demon stuff to be seen. Just a happy little pumpkin.
Raphael
• Very good with weapons, no matter how detailed the outline he made he can do it easily. He can even make extra layers like a professional carver.
• He’s not a fan of the guts but you wouldn’t know, he shows no reaction and just throws them out much to Beelzebub and Luke’s dismay.
• His designs are incredible and unlike his fellow angels, he makes them as horrifying as possible to scare away any trouble-making demons and it works a little too well as he has to field complaint calls.
Thirteen
• She saves all the pumpkin guts for pranks and calls Mephistopheles a wimp for being grossed out by them. She decides pumpkin gut-related pranks will be directed at him.
• She’s great at crafty things like pumpkin carving thanks to all her pranks, so they turn out exactly as she wants them to
• She makes lots of different spooky faces and enchants the eyes to follow you as you pass. This scares a lot of people.
Mephistopheles
• He will absolutely not touch the pumpkin guts, you couldn’t pay him to. Thirteen starts making fun of him for it and will throw some at him to hear him scream.
• He isn’t used to doing a lot on his own, especially not on-hand crafts like pumpkin carving but he gives it his all and does decently
• He manages to carve out a chibi-Diavolo outline and he’s so proud he shows Diavolo immediately. Lucifer rolls his eyes many times during the ensuing conversation.
Barbatos
• He’s perfect as always, not much to explain there.
• It takes only seconds to completely hollow out the pumpkin and whatever he designs is up to Diavolo or you. If not given suggestions he’ll just carve a picture of you or Diavolo, maybe one of you and him together
• He uses the pumpkin leftovers for yummy pumpkin desserts and serves them to Diavolo as they enjoy his pumpkin display.
Diavolo
• He’s giddy to participate in such a hallowed human tradition even though it originated in the Devildom.
• He has no idea what he’s doing and is pretty clumsy with the knife so he uses magic to control the knife and remove the guts. He thinks the guts are unpleasant.
• He wants to make something scary enough to scare Barbatos. That wasn’t hard to do as he decided to make a rat and Barbatos was left conflicted between his hatred of rats and his duty to compliment his lord
• Diavolo makes lots of pumpkins he has a blast and even more fun seeing everyone else’s
#obey me shall we date#obey me headcanons#obey me lucifer#obey me diavolo#obey me mammon#obey me solomon#obey me simeon#obey me satan#obey me leviathan#obey me asmodeus#obey me belphegor#obey me beelzebub#obey me luke#obey me barbatos#obey me raphael#obey me mephistopheles#obey me thirteen#obey me happy Halloween
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Your recent wrye bread brain rot 🧎♀️🧎♀️🧎♀️
Imagine him cuddling you as a way to make it up for all his lies...and then leading to something spicy and hot... oh also you might wanna add Neuvi coming in and getting upset that wrye bread lied to you so Neuvi gently umm handles you while telling off wrye bread... (makes sense? 😭)
I'm sorry for turning your wholesome scenario 18+ 🙏🏻😭 but I couldn't wait to screech it out to someone. (Yep the same person with the dr ratio's lap and aventurine teasing brain rot... you slayed with that fic 😭🧎♀️🧎♀️🧎♀️)
Also can I be the '🌺' anon? If yes, thank you!
Have a great day ❤
hehe thank you 🌺 anon sweetie <3 and dont worry about it we love 18+ content here hehe — link to post
you were angry!!!! who wouldn’t be when you find out that wrio has been lying >:( so of course you hid from him, spending time with neuvi up top instead of at the infirmary
neuvi doesn’t know wrio lied to you too! he just assumed that wrio pissed you off and you missed being with him, that’s why you’re here, in neuvilette’s office, pouting in his arms as he does paperwork
but then you fall asleep unintentionally and find yourself back in wrio’s office with his arms wrapped tightly around you 😧ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི he really just sneaked into neuvilette’s office and stole you away to cuddle you while you sleep
and because you’re still mad at him, you push him away! how dare he lie to you :( you were just trying to make sure he’s safe, now you look like a fool, patching him up each time he claims he lost a fight! and honestly how could you be so blind? he is literally built like a wall, he could literally manhandle you like you weigh nothing if he wanted
immediately gets on his knees, between your legs as you sit up on the couch! tells you he’s sorry and that he just wanted your attention 🥺ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི he means no harm! his hands would rub at your thighs as he looked up at you with the best puppy eyes he could muster (he never does this okay but only for you) when he sees you relaxing and your anger dissipating, he’d kiss at your inner thighs before pushing you back down on the couch to kiss you on your lips!
doesn’t stop apologizing, mumbling “‘m sorry”s while he kisses down your neck, his hands running up and down your body, desperately trying to tear away the cloth that’s keeping him away from you!!!!! proceeds to eat you out like a man starved, he just wanted to show you how sorry he was :( wouldn’t get up from this position until his knees were red and bruising, so you had to haul him up
is about to push himself into you when neuvi opens the door with a slight frown, annoyed that wrio snatched you away while he went out his office to deal with something! pulls wrio away to embrace you back into his arms, face burying into the crevice between your nape and shoulder as he glares at wrio
the two men would exchange a few words, slight hostility laced in their conversation as they trap you between their bodies, the heat radiating from them makes your heart race because why are they standing so close to you right now and both are holding you so possessively
and of course neuvilette found out from sigewinne that wrio lied to you, which was why you were mad the whole time! to which he tells wrio off about how he shouldn’t have lied and just talked to you like a normal person, but where’s the fun in that right?
so neuvi kisses you, tells you to ignore wrio and just focus on him! and you think you’re falling in love 😵💫ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི he handles you like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever laid hands on, and you feel your body turning to mush as you kiss him back, heart in your eyes when he pulls back to smile at you softly
but before you could kiss him again, your chin is grabbed by wrio and turned to the side where he presses his own lips against yours harshly, muttering how you’re his with each breath he takes
your legs are about to give out when they both grab at you, letting you rest your body weight on theirs as they paw at the other parts of your body, coming to a silent agreement to share you 🗣️
#🀥 lan’s writings!#🌺 anon!!!!!#genshin#genshin impact#genshin wriothesley#genshin neuvillette#genshin smut#wriothesley#neuvillette#wriothesley x reader#neuvilette x reader
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“ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ.”
fluff prompt: “I thought you knew that you’ve always been my favourite.”
SYNOPSIS - After joining the Whitebeard pirates, you start to lose the sense of belonging you once had, only thinking of yourself as the “non- favourite.” Ace quickly reminds you something you should have realized sooner than later.
CW - gn!reader, could be either seen as romantic or platonic, up to you, angst but ends up fluffy as hell.
A/N - works killing me, but I managed to find the time to make this. I have a soft spot for writing Ace because he’s so damn cute!
“Y’know, I think the old man is going easy on us.”
The wind blew gently through the air of the hilltops that you’ve been travelling through with your pirate partner, 2nd commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, Ace. It had been about a year since the two of you met, after joining Whitebeard at his request.
The two of you often got sent on missions where you defeat certain pests that Whitebeard wants to “shut up”, as he would say.
In turn with you helping him in battle (and other things where he might be challenged), he trains you to be stronger and defend yourself in the heat of battle. It’s a win- win!
Despite how smoothly your life has been going so far, you’ve been starting to feel… out of place, compared to your fellow crew members. They never treated you poorly or made you feel less than, oh no! Everybody was kind and caring.
But, when you come back to the crew laughing and drinking with Pops or when Marco would joke that Pops had favourite kids, your stomach unintentionally drops. Making you question yourself.
Was it insecurity? Or did everyone not care for you?
Anyways, after having defeated a particularly easy opponent, you and Ace decided to take the long, nice way back to where your mini- ship had docked. Taking in the scenic route.
“He’s just mad. Probably ‘cause you kept making those ancient jokes last week.”
You said, kicking a lone rock on the path you took. He heartily laughed, throwing his head back.
“Ah, but it was funny! Everyone laughed, including him. Besides, I’m his favourite, he won’t stay mad forever. Y’know?” He smirked, turning his head towards you.
Despite his antics, you couldn’t help but agree. Sure, the emperor loves all his children the same, but there was something about Ace that made him treat him differently. Maybe it was that shiny, raven hair or devil- may-care smile, you jokingly thought. Either way, having favourites was not a new topic.
“Yeah, none of us are as lucky as you, Portgas. Being the favourite must be nice.” you confessed.
His usual carefree smile turned into a frown, noticing your now sad face. He stepped in front of you, placing a hand on your shoulder, stopping you and forcing you to look up into his warm eyes.
“Hey, you know that it was just a joke, right? The old man hates and loves us equally.” He chuckled, trying to make your face break. Which it did.
“I know. Just… kind of wouldn’t mind being someone’s preference.” You said, exasperated. Continuing to trek down the path. Ace scoffed, catching up to you.
“Y/N, you act as if you aren’t my favourite!” He exclaims, a bit annoyed.
You paused, stopping in your tracks. Turning to him with a quizzical yet intrigued expression. Almost like you trying and wanting to believe him.
“No! Give me a break, Ace, you're just saying that.”
He’s taken aback. Both with your words and the glossy look starting to form in your eyes. He looked at you like a kicked puppy, and like a frustrated toddler trying to explain his emotions.
“I’m serious! I thought you knew that you’ve always been my favourite person.” His voice is only a decimal short of yelling, as he puts his hand up in the air.
“You’re up here with my brother, I swear! There’s a reason why I didn’t reject Pop’s telling me you have to come on missions too, and that’s because I enjoy your company and you. You’re kind, thoughtful and smart, that’s why he paired his idiot son with you,” He says, pointing to himself.
“Look, what I’m trying to say is: everybody goes lower ‘cause you're my favourite, and there’s no other explanation. I’ve always cared about you and forever wi-“
A swift wrapping of your arms around his body shuts him up. You squeeze tightly, as to disguise your overcome emotions. He doesn’t say anything, simply reciprocating the hug. Letting you enjoy his warmth.
“… Thanks, Ace…” You whispered, not being able to get anything else out. He welcomed you, patting your back gently but firmly.
“Don’t mention it. C’mon, I’ll give you a ride back. My favourite person deserves it after kicking ass today.” He laughs, giving a toothy grin. With that, he kneels down in front of you. Arms reaching behind him to hold you in place. You blushed, not used to the sudden act of affection the man was displaying.
“Oh, by the way,” He starts, adjusting to you on his back, “Don’t think we all don’t think the same. Trust me, Marco and Izou will hound me if you get a single scratch, they always worry about you. Especially Pops.”
The sinking feeling that had once been had changed into warmth. Ace’s kind warmth.
“Thanks, Ace. Just so you know, you’re my favourite, too.”
#not my best work#but its something!#one piece x reader#op x reader#one piece x you#ace x reader#portgas ace x reader#portgas ace fluff#portgas ace x you
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Can you make a request for werewolf hybrid soap headcon?
a/n: well, sure!
Soap:
-smells are his biggest pet peeve. Especially strong dishwasher or disinfectant smells on his clothes although he likes the smell of people and food and the rustic smell of his gear and tools
-has holes cut into all of his pants so his tail can wag and swish back and forth freely since it’s annoying to shove it down one of his pant legs
-does the best puppy eyes EVER. Usually can get price to do whatever he wants.
-his tail and ears are basically the best indicator of how he’s feeling, since they have a mind of their own basically
-enjoys chewing on things randomly, especially cinnamon sticks (no I’m not projecting, what do you mean??)
-growls unintentionally and then feels utterly cringed out by it for the rest of his life
-follows you around like a lost puppy all the time, and physically wakes up whenever he doesn’t feel you next to him in bed
-likes giving you little gifts like sticks he found while on missions, you have a jar at this point
#cod mw2#requests open#cod fic#luci44_writing#cod headcanons#cod hcs#headcannons#soap x reader#soap mactavish#soap cod#john soap mactavish#soap mw2#johnny soap mactavish#cod#johnny mactavish#captain mactavish#john soap mctavish x reader#gn reader#soap x gn!reader
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hi! i loved your '95 liners as vampires blurb! Could you do one for the rest of the members too? if not then just the '97 line. thank you!
anon ofc i can do the 97 line haha! (if anyone wants the maknaes... literally just send in an ask and ill do it in the blink of an eye)
[95 line ver] [96 line ver] [97 line ver] [maknaez ver]
minghao
despite the fact that he can't see himself out of silver mirrors, he keeps them around his house for the aesthetic. is one of the most vampire-looking vampires ever: tall and thin and bony and very much giving undead nocturnal being vibes. master of knife tricks. always turns into a bat during fights when his opponents least expect it, and is an expert at finishing them off with his claws dug into their eyeballs. ruthless, no-nonsense, and also slaying the dracula, gothic fashion aesthetic.
mingyu
has the biggest, fattest fangs ever. they literally almost don't fit in his mouth when he has them out. gets made fun of how big his fangs are, but honestly, they really are a truly intimidating sight and the members use him and his fangs to scare off other creatures whenever they need to. second best at seduction, after wonwoo, and knows it. goes out during the day to flirt with any woman who so much as glances his way, and then gets annoyed when he burns himself out in the sun.
dokyeom
hot. like, he's actually so hot that it's insane, especially when he has his fangs out and his eyes are vampire-red and he looks his most mesmerising. smiley, very lovely, but also has the potential to be the most deadly and dangerous vampire out of the entire group. very very deceptive, almost unintentionally due to the way he looks vs the way he is when he's at his most feral. has somehow mastered how to do puppy eyes when he's in bat form.
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Trauma is not a competition (long post)
‼️Spoilers for the ghost and Molly McGee season 2!‼️
And 1 but that's a year old so I assume you've seen it already
Just like the title says, Trauma is Not a Competition. And somehow, Molly and Scratch understand that better than most people out there. Heck, better than most people I know in my own family. Let me explain:
All trauma is equal, if it traumatized you and changed you as a person, it doesn't matter what it is. It could be so much as a bad dentist visit or your house burning to the ground in front of your eyes. Trauma is trauma
I've heard some people imply Molly's trauma is not as bad as Scratch's because she's younger or hasn't endured the same pain of losing everything after death. But she did lose everything. Multiple times. Now I personally believe they've been through equally as terrible shit but even just saying that is reductive because it doesn't matter what my opinion is because trauma is equal.
For an in universe explanation of how the characters understand this concept, let's look at season 1:
As early as episode ONE, Scratch is empathizing with Molly. He doesn't remember Adia at this point or even care about Molly as a person, he just met her. But his expression changes in a very peculiar and specific way. He puts his walls up right after this though.
First Day Frights is a prime example of him going out of his way for her feelings that everyone points back to but what Really stands out to me are the two bandshell episodes and Saving Christmas. Molly gets repeatedly beaten down by circumstances out of her control and her positivity is sapped out of her. And it freaks him out. He can't stand to see her like this and does EVERYTHING in his power to return her "annoying" positivity. Perhaps he's empathizing subconsciously from a life full of disappointment? But regardless, he deeply cared about her problems from the very beginning. They mean just as much to him as they do to her
In Home is Where the Haunt is, he knows she's had to move a lot, leave behind a ton of friends, and that he means so much to her because she thought she'd never have to leave him. Everywhere she went, he was there because of the curse, he couldn't leave either and she must have unintentionally gotten security from that feeling, knowing he's always there. So when it broke, and she knew it broke, (she says "I've been thinkin..." she was probably thinking about the curse being broken for the entire month the month the McGees were homeless) he saw her worried and instantly comforted her. In the goofiest goofball way possible (while also low-key avoiding the issue) but that's just how he does things, he's not good with the feelings stuff so using humor is his next best option most of the time. But his "see? I'm not goin anywhere" was probably the most genuine we'd heard him be up until this point.
I don't know if he ever considered leaving but even then, what's the point now? He finally had everything he ever wanted and Molly needs him just as much as he needs her.
Moving onto season 2
Even in situations where he can't directly relate to her like in 100% Molly McGee, he tries his best to help her feel better. He's terrible at giving advice but he still tries his best. It really means a lot to me that even when he was bunging up the entire inspirational speech, he tried naming something he knew always cheered her up (that being "puppies")
He stayed up probably all night with her cramming in as much Thai education as he could with her just so she'd feel less inadequate around her family. Season 1 scratch wouldn't be caught DEAD (again) putting in that much work. He was even trying to help her through the dinner scene (even if they were both getting overwhelmed)
Most of the time, even if he can't directly relate, Scratch does Everything he can to make Molly feel better and that's the sign of a good friend. That's emotional maturity I wish more people had quite honestly. Now I've rambled about this dumbass (/affectionate) enough, where's Molly fall on this?
Well first of all I'd like to start this by saying she literally separated her soul from her body to save him so girlie is also willing to do Anything for him.
But most of her emotional encouragement comes from season 2, let's take a look.
A Soda to Remember is a good example of this. For as much as she really wanted to learn more about Scratch, she understood how scary it must be to suddenly remember a past you've completely forgotten. She was willing to let him make the choice himself and that is HUGE emotional maturity for a 13 year old. Like some adults will pry more than her, but she's more than okay with giving him his space if he wants it, even after putting in all this effort to get him this soda. It could have been a huge waste of time for her but she was still willing to give him a choice and to me that just solidified how far they've come as best friends.
Now here's the really spoilery part, PLEASE don't read until you've watched All in the Mind
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You have? Okay, good. Anyways
Molly is once again (understandably) thrilled to learn more about Scratch by experiencing his memories first hand. I've actually had a talk like they had on the boat with my family and friends that was very similar, she just wants him to open up and be honest about his feelings. Because keeping it bottled up (ha) is a recipe for disaster. She probably knows a lot about how much that hurts because despite all the pain she's endured, she has to keep this upbeat, chipper attitude to keep enhappifying others. She has to keep moving forward. I wish we got an episode where she just Acknowledged all the shit she's been through at such a young age but eh, beggars can't be choosers.
After Scratch admits he kept the Adia memory a secret, she isn't mad. She's just confused and a bit sad about it. She just somberly asked "why didn't you tell me?" She's a little hurt about it, obviously because she's his best friend, but she realizes how hard that must be to talk about, especially after how scared he sounded the entire time. And she reiterates what she told him in A Soda to Remember:
Then, they see the memory together.
(small aside, I think it's interesting with how many parallels there are to Molly and Scratch's relationship and Adia and [Scratch]'s relationship that Molly would see the blurry memory and ask "is that us?")
She saw the moving truck pull away, she knows now. She's been the one pulling away too. Countless times.
Both of them, regardless if it was s1 ep18 or s2 ep12(?)b, did NOT hold any resentment towards each other for being on the other side of the situation. A selfish asshole like scratch could very easily say "well how would you know? You're the one always leaving! You have no idea what it's like being the one who's left." but they're better friends than that. They both understand how much that entire circumstance SUCKS from either side. So she empathizes with him by mentioning how it feels to have people leave. Each time probably burned into her memory, no matter how short her time in any town was.
And she uses his own words to her to comfort his worry before he even expresses any. She recognizes how terrible that must have felt for him just how terrible it was that they had to move out of their forever home for a while. She remembered him comforting her after they moved back in and she began to worry about the broken curse. They both recognize how deeply hurt each other are by no longer having the people from their pasts in their lives. And they both reach out with nothing but empathy and understanding. They even extend the same care and compassion towards feelings they personally haven't experienced. Because they're best friends.
Might get a little personal here but I appreciate that they aren't one-upping each other constantly with whatever problem they currently have. I've had people do that to me and it's honestly discouraging and keeps me from opening up because it makes me feel like my problems don't matter. But their problems matter to each other, all of them. Even the stupid little problems they have, all of them matter
"If it upsets you, it matters" is something I've been told when I refuse to open up about something because I think it's dumb. And basically that's their entire relationship. If it bothers one of them, it matters to the other
I just think that's beautiful and a good, healthy friendship. Nothing is one sided, they both deeply care. They're both deeply flawed. Both deeply traumatized. Both deeply loving (platonically of course)
Ramble over, I have no idea if I got my point across At All because I had to stop writing this like. Three times to do something else lol but I think I got it. Hope you enjoyed me pouring my heart out because of Molly and Scratch. It will happen again. This is a threat
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Tiger hybrid! Leeseo 🐯
So here's baby Leeseo! since she's still a lil' baby, I thought about making it more platonic 🩷 In my mind, I think that reader! x tiger! leeseo is a relationship or siblings or besties, so it's written in that way (*´ω｀*)
ps. I live for naughty little sister! Leeseo
tags: tiger hybrid! leeseo x fem! reader (platonic ver.), hybrid AU, fluff.
Tiger hybrid! Leeseo is literally a naughty gremlin! she is often teasing or playing childish pranks either towards hybrid! IVE or towards you <3 as she is the youngest (just a lil baby 🥺) she gets away with it...most of the time.
The fact that Tiger hybrid! Leeseo is young and smaller in stature than the rest of Hybrid! IVE, does not imply that she is chill! On the contrary, she's a destructive nuclear explosion in the form of a cute fluffball, she has a very rough way of playing, so it unintentionally breaks a thing or two (mostly your stuff, but in a lovely way)🥺
Tiger hybrid! Leeseo has a BIG SWEET TOOTH 🍬. More than once you've gone to the kitchen in the wee hours of the morning and found Leeseo tucked away in the pantry or fridge, looking for something to munch on! her range of snacks are usually desserts, such as cookies or buns <3
+ That's why you and Rei often worries that Leeseo only prefers to eat sweet things and doesn't eat well. Leeseo is the type of picky eater too, she hates veggies! so you have to feed them to her, otherwise she'll not eat them,,,
Tiger hybrid! Leeseo = tiny baby, BIG ROAR. The first time you heard Leeseo roar, you practically squealed like a scared kitten. It's a loud and harsh sound, no one would think it comes from someone as sweet as her!
Tiger hybrid! Leeseo has an active, energetic and VERY sociable personality, that's why Puppy! Yujin (who has the idea of being the leader of the pack) finds her difficult to take care of as Leeseo, since she is always hanging out with friends and doesn't pay attention to her or her orders,,, this baby tiger is sometimes a bratty lil thing :3
Tiger hybrid! Leeseo LOVES to play chase her tail!she usually sits, and as soon as her tail appears in her field of vision, wiggling like a snake, Leeseo NEEDS to chase it ٩(ˊᗜˋ *)و she gets off the sofa and runs around in circles chasing it, or just roars and nibbles at it
🐯، ﾟฅ ｡ [ Naughty tiger ]
Leeseo is, of course, the joy but also the chaos of your life. With her striped fur and playful eyes, she always finds a way to get into trouble just for fun, and just for the sake of annoy you. It's in her nature. She can't go more than half a minute without playing pranks on you and the rest of the pack, or getting into mischief that involves all of you.
Today, it's no different.
The pranks start early in the morning, and last late into the night. And they happen more than once a day.
In the morning you try to enjoy some peace before the girls wake up, reading a book and drinking some coffee in your bed.
But Leeseo decides it's the perfect time to play.
And by 'play', she means to tease you.
So she sneaks stealthily across the room, her tabby tail swaying mischievously behind her, without you even noticing her presence, because the book is too interesting, and the coffee is too good this morning to put down.
"Roar" Leeseo just roars softly, bursting your little bubble of peace and concentration, before jumping onto your lap and settling down like a kitten on top of you.
"Come on, Leeseo, not now…" you whine, trying to maintain a serious countenance. But Leeseo literally shoves the book out of your hand, not caring where it landed. And unwilling to take 'no' for an answer, she begins to ruffle your hair, her tail swaying enthusiastically. Her big feline eyes look at you with a mixture of innocence and mischief. This bloody little devil.
And then you gave in, like you always do.
Because that's how the youngest of the hybrid gang gets what she wants. She has you wrapped around her little finger.
As the day goes by, other 'Leeseo-things' happen during the afternoon.
Now she bursts into the middle of the living room, when you're in the middle of watching your favorite show on TV, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
"Look what I found in the garden!" exclaims Leeseo, wagging her tabby tail.
Looking up, you don't expect to see that image. Leeseo is holding Wonyoung —in her animal form, of course— between her jaws by the scruff of her neck. Wonyoung looks a little dazed, but unharmed.
She's the same adorable floppy-eared fuzzball she's always been.
Thank god Wonyo's safe.
"Leeseo! What did I tell you about carrying the other pets in your mouth?" you scold her, but you can't help but smile at her innocence. "Let go of Wonyo, she's not one of your squeaky toys!"
With a dramatic sigh, Leeseo lets go of Wonyoung, but not before giving you a 'sorry, but that was fun' look.
When Leeseo releases Wonyoung she rolls a little, before landing softly by your feet. You frown at Leeseo as you stroke Wonyoung's head, who curls up against your feet for a moment. Then she hops away a little, far enough away to return to her human form.
"I don't know why you're always like this! We were just playing," Leeseo defends herself, with a look of innocence that fails to hide her mischievousness. "Besides, nothing happened to Wonyo."
You rub the side of your head, with a sigh. This Leeeseo, always such a troublemaker. You know it's just her pure animal instinct, as well as her way of exploring the world, but sometimes you feel like killing her. Or hang her from a flagpole, to see if she'll stay still.
"Leeseo, you need to be more careful. Wonyoung is not a toy," you remind her, with a certain firmness in your voice. Wonyoung is next to you, sitting on the desk and swinging her legs, and nods in agreement.
Leeseo nods, though the mischievous spark still shines in his eyes. "Sorry, I'll keep that in mind next time," she says, though it's clear that promise might be a little hard to keep.
Because before you can say anything else, Leeseo is already planning her next caper. You know that keeping her under control is a difficult task, but you can't help but smile at her mischievous charm all the same.
After a short nap, to regain some energy after a tiring day, you stretch lazily on your bed. No more than a minute of peace and quiet passes, however, when the silence is broken by a soft roar, followed by a clattering noise from the kitchen. With a resigned sigh, you get out of bed and head towards the source of the commotion.
What you see in the kitchen is half a surprise and half not. Because Leeseo manages to turn up with another string of mischief, as she always does, and so it's no surprise. But somehow, she has dragged the rest of the girls into her chaos, which is a surprise.
You find Leeseo, the mischievous and stale tiger of the house, standing on the table with a bag of crisps in her hand, while with the other she rummages in the pantry, where the biscuit jar is.
Around the table are Yujin, Gaeul, Liz, Rei and Wonyoung. They all look absolutely willing and determined to join in the commotion.
"Hey, hey! Can you remind me what we're doing?" asks Yujin, her tail wagging as if wild with excitement.
"I'm looking for something for us to eat, but there's nothing good!" replies Leeseo with a pout.
Wonyoung jumps up on the table, reaching for the biscuits. "Let me try, I'm taller than you, Leeseo!"
Gaeul launches herself off the back of a chair, landing gracefully on the table and beginning to sniff curiously around the chips. Liz, for her part, tries to mimic Gaeul, only to fall flat on her face against a half-full bowl of all sorts of pet treats.
It's a chaotic sight, to say the least.
So Yujin keeps wagging her tail and running around in circles (stopping sometimes to play chase her tail), Leeseo and Wonyoung arguing over who's better at swiping snacks from the pantry, and Liz bumping into absolutely every single piece of furniture in the kitchen.
And where is Rei? you wonder for just a fraction of a second, before a hiss behind you gives away her location.
"I think it's time for dinner, don't you?" says Rei, nestling her head against your shoulder, seeking attention. Of the girls, she's probably the one who gives you the least headaches. Though short of a headache, she gives you some pretty good scares with her fangs and forked tongue.
You shake your head in resignation, but laugh. As you try to keep order among these hybrids, you realise that every day is a new adventure in this house full of unique animal personalities.
"Tell me, Leeseo, how do you manage to get into trouble even when you're just trying to play, or looking for something to eat?"
She looks up at you with her big feline eyes and a mischievous grin. "Because life would be boring if it wasn't!".
God, this little girl.
Leeseo is absolutely chaotic and messy, like an annoying little sister. You love her, even when she's always on the verge of giving you a heart attack because of the stupid, naughty decisions she makes. But it's Leeseo, it's impossible to resist those baby tiger eyes.
Even when she screws up.
This damn brat who always screws up, how you love the damn thing.
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Anonymous: HI BESTIE HAPPY NEW YEAR I SAW YOUR DIMIRATS DRAWING AND THEY'RE SO CUTE AJZNSJSNADTT i was wondering if you could write a Y/N x house Dimitrescu (seperately) fic where instead of turning to flies or a mutated dragon, they just turn to rats, not a group of rats, just one XD I never thought I'd dream about rat Bela curling into my palm while I read her a book but here I am lmaoo
Hi! Glad you liked it! See the Dimi-Rat pic here! Let’s get into it!
Alcina:
A sizable chunker for your viewing pleasure.
The first time Alcina lets you see her in her rat form… You burst into tears at how cute she is.
You bury your face in her fur and she’s so soft and warm. Just like human Alci.
Tiny rat kisses wipe away your tears and you laugh at the ticklish feeling of her soft tongue and whiskers.
Alcina turns into her rat form when she wants to be held by you. It feels so good to be loved on by someone bigger than herself for a change.
Sometimes, you get so insanely happy watching her scurry around. She’s so cute and you just want to hold her. You attempt to catch Alcina by placing her hat on top of her… Nice try. She just turns into her human form and scolds you.
When she gets tired, she’ll curl up in a ball on your chest to rest. She weighs about 3 pounds in this form. The perfect weight to relax you as you fall asleep.
Bela:
She’s so tiny like this! She usually calls you “Little One” (Even if you’re taller than her). But now… She’s the little one!
Her adorable face is so sweet. Look at the teensy nose!
Her fur is extremely soft. Just like her regular golden locks.
In her human form, Bela likes it when you hold her as she reads to you, but as a rat, she likes to curl up in your hand as you read to her.
If you pronounce things wrong, she twitches her ears in agitation. If you keep doing it to annoy her, you may be smacked with a rat tail flick… Or she’ll just bite you. Depends on how obnoxious you are.
Bela loves tea. If she is in her rat form, you like to hold her up to a teacup and let her drink out of it.
However, she once slipped and fell in. One minute, there is a rat flailing around in a cup of tea, and the next, there’s a soaking wet Bela sitting on the table in front of you and trying to catch her breath. She panicked and switched forms.
Her abrupt switch scared the shit out of you, to be honest.
Cassandra:
Witness. This. Absolute. Precious. Tiny. Baby. Cass’s rat form is just… Perfection.
You all know my hc about Cass wanting to sleep sprawled out on top of you. But as a rat, she acts as an incredible eye mask.
When she first plops down over your face as you fall asleep one night, you can’t remember the last time you’ve slept so well. Forget cat naps. Rat naps are where it’s at, y'all.
Cass is an avid hunter. She likes to be prepared in all situations and that includes being in her rat form.
You set up obstacle courses for her to go through as a rat. You time her and give her pieces of chocolate when she breaks one of her records. She happily takes them and it’s adorable watching her jam the chocolate into her tiny rat mouth.
When she’s had too much sugar, though, she doesn’t sleep well at night. If she gets restless, she’ll often shift back to her human form in her sleep, completely unintentionally. You’ll go to bed with a tiny rat on your face and wake up to a full-sized Cass lying on top of you. You’ve damn near suffocated before.
Daniela:
So cute! She sleeps a lot in her rat form.
They don’t call rats “Pocket puppies” for nothing. Dani loves nothing more than to be tucked into your shirt pocket or hoodie as you do your daily activities.
Dani 100% wanted to pull a ratatouille and see if the movie has some truth to it. You, naturally, agree. You place her gently on your head and she tries to grab tufts of hair to pull on. Unfortunately, her tiny feet are not as easy to work with as she had first thought. She can’t a good grip. Finally, she decides to throw out her original plan and just starts tugging your hair with her mouth instead.
It hurt really bad. And… She was not able to control you. What a shame, you know?
Anyway, in her rat form, Dani likes to steal little items from you and keep them in a special hiding spot. It’s cute, but annoying if you need something. Having to reason with a tiny rat to get your things back is becoming more and more common, smh T^T
Note: Tiny Dimi-Rats, my heart is exploding from the adorable idea T^T I also thought of another au idea. Alcina is Y/N’s pet rat and she is so excited to introduce them to her babies. Like in this video. (I know it’s a ferret but I love them too) Hope you liked this one!
Masterlist
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Modern enemy of the warlords
This is just a little headcanon I have in mind. During the sengoku era, every warlords' enemy is the opposing warlords and traitors. But if they went to the modern world...who or what will they considered as their enemy?
Nobunaga
Dentist.
He has the same VA as Gintoki and there's also an episode where Gintoki went to dentist so it's easy to imagine him wailing like a kid internally.
You will only get him to the dentist because you work together with Hideyoshi to trap him.
No way he would come voluntarily.
Everything about dentist just unsettle him.
The boring waiting room, the sound of the tools, the distinctive odor, and the idea that someone has to gain access to open and meddle with his mouth (only you can gain free access).
Of course it was Hideyoshi who insists his lord to get a check up because his sweet tooth lord won't give up on eating sweets.
cue glaring
But the sound of terror coming from the tools are stronger than any enemy he had faced.
He will cease the glare and throw pitiful puppy look toward you as last resort.
🥺
Nope. Not working. Hideyoshi already gave strict instructions to you.
After the treatment, nobunaga never felt this betrayed before. He even prefer Mitsuhide to betray him for real rather than being dragged to the dentist.
Hideyoshi
Magician
Why? If you combine Mitsuhide's trickery and Masamune's recklessness into one occupation you'll get a magician.
Seriously tho...he will get a heart attack if you bring him to watch a magic show with dangerous stunt as a surprise.
It was a bad surprise idea because...
"wait wait wait!!! That's dangerous! Hey you! Wha-"
You need to silence him down before he interrupted the show and start his lecture about safety.
You'll have to tell him that everything is scripted and safe...most of the time.
"But it's still unacceptable to see people play around with their lives like that."
He also dislike them more when you told him that there are also those who can hipnotize other people.
Even a simple card tricks will annoyed him.
Maybe it's because it gave him the same familiar sensation like being fooled by Mitsuhide.
Masamune
Sushi terrorist
Have you heard the news?
Lately in Japan there's this group who terrorize sushi restaurants by licking the soy sauce bottles, tea cups, and sushi on conveyor belt (the culprits already got arrested).
Masamune as the chef of the group and the one who appreciates food the most, definitely won't tolerate this act of disrespect toward foods.
If the culprits are still running loose, he will hunt them and whoop their asses.
"so you lads were the naughty nasty kittens who ran around licking things? You should have told me. I have better "catnip" for you lads to lick. Oi Ieyasu, give me your best batch of sauce and pepper."
You better believe the culprits find enlightenment after tasting Masamune's "special" course.
Ieyasu
Pesky sales
Whether it's shady neighbors who tried to recruit him to join shady group or average sales who diligently offer their products...all of them annoyed him.
"No, I don't need it. Leave me alone."
You started to wonder why he seem to be attracting the attention of those sales.
There were always several sales flocking on him wherever he goes.
Maybe because he looks soft and an easy target for them?
He became more grumpy and decided to wear a hat, glasses, and mask whenever he goes out.
In addition, there was that one time when someone offer free pack of tissues on the street.
He accepted it but he was curious why there is a phone number on it.
He asked you and you told him that's a phone number to order a "service" from those ladies.
(⁄ ⁄•⁄Д⁄•⁄ ⁄) He was blushing hard and found those sales tactic as unbelievable. He became more cynical and suspicious toward any kind gesture from modern people.
Mitsunari
Scammer
He might also have the same problem as Ieyasu since he also look like an easy target. But he managed to unintentionally blinded them with his angelic smile and steer them away...almost like they are being manipulated. Of course that's also thanks to your help for teaching him what's right or wrong in this era.
But even Mitsunari can found something as unpleasant.
It was during a date. You brought him to a traditional japanese festival.
There were a lot of stands but a particular stand picked his curiosity.
It was like a gambling game with prizes.
He was observing how it works. He noticed that something is off.
He confronted the owner by asking a barrage of questions and ended it by presenting his calculations to prove that the game is rigged.
Winner: Mitsunari.
Yes, it's similar to karma akabane but Mitsunari did it without ill intent.
Mitsuhide
Ah...he is a hard one.
He is too composed and smart for his own good.
But...even Mitsuhide should have his own fair share of struggle in the modern world.
Fangirls with moe power.
Act suspicious and smug all you want, but you are weak against strong and straight forward affections, right Mitsuhide?
His mysterious allure might attracted fangirls, otaku, and even creepy stalker fans like sasaeng.
He learns that people in this era can be more aggressive in their approach when it comes to forming a relationship or admiring someone.
Poor kitsune.
He can't keep up with the power of moe.
You offered to console your exhausted kitsune.
Like Ieyasu, in the end he decided to disguise himself when he goes out.
Kenshin
Pretty much everyone and everything.
He hates the police for forbidding him from carrying his sword.
He hates those scouts who keep trying to scout him into modelling, host, and even boyband.
He hates those small fry criminals like molesters (if they touch you, they die).
He hates those who keep staring at him with glimmering eyes.
Imagine a scene from ouran high school where there is this yakuza guy who glares at a bunch of girls, but the power of moe is stronger than his glare. It's similar with Kenshin.
He has similar problem like Mitsuhide, but Kenshin is too...rebellious to hide himself. Hiding is not in his nature.
He won't disguise himself unless you ask him.
"How dare you order me around. Are you trying to get in my way?"
Oh yeah..he will also hate rules like limited purchase.
Shingen
This one is unusual. I can't see him as disliking someone strongly. So...
Low ceiling.
Yep, it's a struggle for all tall people who came to Japan.
Walking in the hallway? He need to bent a bit.
Sometimes his head bonk into hanging direction plates.
Just...don't take him to a capsule hotel if you want a steamy night with him.
Yukimura
Host club
(o/////o " ) blushing intensifies
"h-how can all of them flirt in a room full of people? Don't they have some decency?" *closing his eyes with both his hands*
It's like in a room full of lord Shingen.
Poor boy can't take the heat and wanted to leave immediately.
He is more astounded when you told him that they don't even flirt genuinely.
Seems like a fitting job for his lord. Of course, he won't allow it if his lord really did want to become a host.
Sasuke
😐
Is there any?
He is a modern man.
He is used to it and can handle it.
Along with you, he will help the warlords to get used to life in modern time.
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OKAY SO WE SAW HOW RISE BOYS GETS SCOLDED BY MAMA LEO
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE 2K12 BOYS BEING SCOLDED BY RISE RAPH?
!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOO YESSSSS DAD RAPH, DAD RAPH MY BELOVED!!!!
Rise Raph much like 12 Leo isn't one to get angry easily. However scolding is a whole different ballgame for the snapping turtle. Rise Raph tends to scold a lot quicker than 12 Leo and when he scolds he scolds just about anyone if he's concerned enough. This includes the 12 boys and it'd probably go something like:
12 Leo much like Rise Raph would be the surprised pikachu meme. Like I've stated in the last ask 12 Leo is usually the one in charge of the others being the eldest out of all of them. Especially since his father's passing, so 12 Leo's even more in charge of things. So to have Rise Raph scolding him would take him by surprise because of this. And as he's being scolded 12 Leo would start to feel guilty for unintentionally causing trouble for the large snapping turtle and would be quick to apologize for making him upset. Rise Raph due to being the older sibling as well would notice the guilt that 12 Leo's feeling and would quickly explain that he's not upset with the blue clad leader because he's supposedly causing "trouble" but rather he's upset because he's worried about him and only wants him to be safe. 12 Leo at this point may get a bit shaky because the last time he was scolded like this and then have something explained to him had been when Splinter was still around. And if Rise Raph notices this? He doesn't say anything but instead just let's him be. Once things calmed down they'd be okay again.
12 Raph if he was scolded by Rise Raph would at first be startled and then quickly annoyed at him. 12 Raph doesn't take getting scolded at very well especially by someone who's technically younger than him. This may result in them actually getting into an argument since even though 12 Raph's got a better hold of his temper he's still the hot head we all know and love. There'd be a fight and a few nasty remarks being thrown around in the heat of the moment but once everyone cooled off and 12 Raph had a chance to really think about it instead of running high on his emotions he'd feel guilty for arguing with Rise Raph and would go out to search for him and apologize for his behavior and words. Rise Raph would go out to search for him as well and once they'd found one another they'd apologize to each other, 12 Raph for his words and reactions and Rise Raph for unintentionally getting into 12 Raph's personal space. Once they talked about it and set up boundaries they'd be alright.
12 Donnie if he was scolded by Rise Raph wouldn't handle it very well. Well not exactly looking for validation like Rise Donnie, 12 Donnie does like to be praised every now and again. And even though 12 Leo does his best to provide this along with the rest of his brothers getting praise from Rise Raph hits differently for some reason. Which is why if the snapping turtle ended up scolding him 12 Donnie would be incredibly upset. He'd first try to argue his case but after a bit he'd go quiet and just take the scolding. Once it was over Rise Raph would feel a bit bad for going off like that and try to seek 12 Donnie out later to explain why he scolded him. 12 Donnie would listen to him, not giving away his emotions before forgiving him and then apologizing himself for causing such a ruckus. They'd spend time with each other afterwards and be okay once they cleared things up.
12 Mikey if he was scolded by Rise Raph much like his younger counterpart would very much look like a kicked puppy. Only instead of a sad one he'd be a pouty one. I'm talking full small frown and puffed up cheeks and refusing to look at Rise Raph because he feels bad for making him be worried for him. Rise Raph much like 12 Leo would see this look on 12 Mikey and have to force himself to remain strong in his scolding attempt because if he lets him off of the hook now 12 Mikey would just do it again. It's one of the hardest battles for the snapping turtle seeing as how much like 12 Leo he's got a soft spot for the babies of their little clan however growing up with Rise Mikey and Rise Leo who are notorious for the puppy dog eyes would make him somewhat immune to 12 Mikey's charms. But not for long however and much like 12 Leo if given the look long enough he too will start to crumble and then end up dropping it all together.
Rise Mikey would be amused and somewhat disappointed by this and Rise Donnie and Rise Leo would be exchanging money in the background because they'd made bets on who would last longer against the infamous Michelangelo Puppy Dog Eyes the who's being the Mom and Dad of their group.
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Weekend Together [Gekko x F! Reader] [3]
10 notes in only two days! Wow, beautiful! I'm so glad we all come to a collective agreement that Gekko is a hopeless romantic, down bad, and a major, major simp. Yes, the list goes on.
Anyway, here's some more to quench your thirst!!
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Gekko x F! Reader
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3
Genre: Fluff
Synopsis: Gekko gets over his anxiety and finally asks you out, watching delightfully as you finally let your guard down. Or so he thinks.
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Though Gekko and his friends considered his situation ‘love at first sight’, the elders called it puppy love. Being older than they were, you all knew that he was mostly infatuated with your body and maybe a bit of your personality. And, to be fair, it made sense in your mind. He was young, you were attractive, and you didn’t really leave much to the imagination with the clothes that hugged your figure.
Oh but, technically it covered you.
In a humble café he’d picked, you were both seated outside on account of the lovely weather. The healthy deep green foliage that surrounded you, and a few other people seated on tables just as you both were, their lively chatter adding to the pleasant atmosphere.
Just inhaling the fresh air felt like cleansing your lungs from the metallic scent of the base, the one that suffocated you all day every day.
“You didn’t bring your creatures, Gekko?”
You pointed out the lack of annoying gurgling that usually followed him around, and the ‘sling bag’ that was missing. Not that it wasn’t hard to see, the contrast from the lustrous sun and the shadow of the umbrella mounted on the table hurt your eyes at first.
“No, no way. That would, that would be weird here… I might get in trouble if anyone sees them, anyway.”
“You conceal them?”
“Yeah? I mean, yeah– yeah, of course I do. Well, I try, but it’s awful to keep them hidden all the time, you know? I gotta let my buddies out sometimes.”
He chuckled, a blush forming on his cheeks. Noticing this, you leaned forward and rested both arms on the table. This didn’t really help his goal in keeping his eyes off of you.
But Gekko quickly noticed the edges of your curly hair, a golden glow surrounding it thanks to the sun. With your red hair finally down, it looked like you lay your head on a bed of california poppies.
“Hey, you look p– um, better when you’re casual, you know? Like– like with your hair down and stuff.”
He wanted to bring up your outfit, but he just made a nice save. And he wasn't about to ruin it.
“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself, Gekko. And you picked a deadly place, too.”
“Well, I– I didn’t know what you’d like, so I kinda winged it, you feel me?”
He smiled, and picked up the spoon to stir his drink. Not like Reyna gave him a few dozen tips, no way.
“It couldn’t have been that difficult.”
“It was! I spent a while trying to–” he caught himself, “um, I mean, I just looked around for a bit and landed on this one. You just looked like a nature kinda girl, you know?”
You couldn’t help but giggle, covering your mouth with one hand as he set down his own spoon.
You weren't a 'nature kinda girl'. Like most things, you tolerated it. But how could you tell him that when he made an effort?
“I’m not some monster, Gekko. You could’ve just asked.”
"Maybe I should've... um, hey, should we be using our codenames out here?"
"Oh, you want to know my name, now? Gekko, are you sure we're just hanging out?"
"I– of course, yeah, of course we are! I just– I just meant that it's, um–"
Unable to stifle it, you unintentionally interrupted him from his mindless rabbiting with your sudden laughter, covering your mouth with one hand.
And it wasn't the polite one he'd normally hear from you, this one had mischief all over it. And seeing such a juvenile emotion on you forced a smile on him.
"Take it easy. I was just joking. Now," you pushed a ringlet away from your face, "what was your name again? "
"Oh, I thought you had it. Aren't you and Sage, you know, in control of the agent stuff?"
That's one way to put it.
"There's twenty three agents. I can't memorise all of your names. But... doesn't yours start with an M?"
"Yeah! Yeah, it's Mateo. I'm surprised you remembered! So, um, what's yours?"
He said with a wider smile, eyes glimmering with excitement at you guessing his name. And that's not it, he seemed equally as thrilled to know yours.
What kind of response was this? You thought.
"It's Y/N."
"Y/N? That's a... um, that's a pretty name. It's good to finally know something about you, you know?"
He quickly cleared his throat and relaxed his posture. Saying your name by itself felt so bold on his part.
But calling it pretty? He might as well be poking a bear with a stick.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"W– well– um, I mean that, you know, you're kinda like Yoru... you're all mystifying and stuff."
"Mystifying? Mateo, honey."
You couldn't help but smile, resting your chin on your hand and forcing him to blush all the more. Intentionally or not, this framed your face almost perfectly from his view.
Gekko was cute. So cute. To a syrupy degree. It felt disgusting to interact with someone like him. Artless, sensitive, and unable to hide a single emotion even if his life depended on it.
"Your food."
The waiter thankfully interrupted the staredown and set a plate of cake in the centre of the wooden table. Then, a single pie fork right next to it, shimmering with a golden hue.
A delectable lemon cheesecake, one that he'd ordered.
"Enjoy."
He walked off, allowing the heavy interaction to continue. And of course, Gekko tried to switch the subject.
"Um, you– you didn’t order anything?”
He looked down to notice only a simple cup of tea in front of you. But he turned his gaze away just as quickly so as to keep his eyes away from your figure.
Damn you for wearing a tanktop, right?
"You know how to treat a lady, don't you, Mateo? I feel spoiled already."
"Um, r– really? I'm... glad."
You fixed your posture, grabbed the pie fork and sliced a small portion of the cake, before levelling it with your gaze.
But Gekko spoke up once more.
"You know, you're way different than I thought you'd be..."
"And you're exactly what I anticipated. Now, say 'ah'."
“Say what–”
He winced once you brought the spoonful of the cake up to his lips, his cheeks burning a bright shade of red.
He could feel the stares of a few people around you. And the idea that you were related was already thrown out the window. People just had to look at your skin and easily tell that you weren’t in any way his elder sister or something.
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Razor headcanons
Razor is very cuddly because he was raised by wolves who are very physically affectionate
Lisa is basically like Razor's mother figure and mentor who's helping him understand human norms
Wolves show affection to humans through face licking so Lisa quickly informs him that humans don't really like that so now when he wants to show affection his tounge just looks like it's peeking out
The following also applies to nibbling on people like he does with wolves. Now his jaw kinda quivers as well (love the sweet wolf boy)
Klee is 100% razors annoying lil sister that reaks havoc at his place
Razors family situation is weird. I mean he also has his lupical and a demigod for a father
Razor does have a concept of love due to mates but Lisa has to explain human love in more depth so he understands the fuzzy feeling in his chest
When Razor is first introduced to Fischl through Bennett he finds her very odd and hard to understand because yk Fischl but thankfully Oz is there
Wolves mate for life so when Razor finally gets together with a no names mentioned bad luck child he obviously is very attached (not like he wasn't before)
Razor got introduced to cooked food after eating raw food for the majority of the time unless Andrius is there to tell him otherwise so his body is conditioned to not get food poisoning easily. When he is introduced to baked potatoes tho HOHOHO he is obsessed and immediately asks Sara on how to cook it for himself
He loves books with huge pictures instead of words so when Lisa shows him some comics from the library he is entranced (he mainly looks at the pictures only though but he gets the story for the most part)
Lisa reads him stories since he can't read well
Razor rubs his head on people he is close to, basically like scent marking a pack. They also end up with a smell his lupical smells like since he gets scented by them which is a nice way to let any of his lupical know they are his friends
Razor unintentionally growls a bit and makes a sound similar to a whimper when he's scolded or hurt and coupled with the puppy like expression on his face everyone just folds (remembers the windblume event where razor kept on apologizing. Like bf like bf)
He uses wolfhook for everyone's injuries despite it not being as effective for humans (still helps though)
He obviously likes head pats and scratches too because I say so
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