angel killer au makes me. think really hard

Can you hear me?

Bakugo Katsuki x reader (hero name: Elementas)

Quirk: Quantification of Emotions (shorten to QoE), basically whatever emotion your feeling strongest (out of six) will allow you to control that element. Your hair also changes to that color. 

Emotions: 

Anger, vivid red, wind

Sadness, pastel blue, water

Longing/Love, white, light

Happiness, pink, fire

Loneliness, black, darkness

Confusion/Anxiousness, green, earth  

Summary: There was a villain attack and as your about to die you think of your last words to Katsuki.

warings: yelling, swearing, angst, like ANGST, character death, blood, villan attack, blood, depression, fluff?

Song: Train Wreck, James Arthur  (I hope that works, I've never done this before) 

Word count: 3206

Laying in the silence Waiting for the sirens Signs, any signs I'm alive still

Coughing I look around me. “Wha-” I place a hand on my forehead feeling a liquid underneath my palms. “What’s happening?” I speak as my ears ring and I see a red fluid on my hand. 

I look around and see the chaos around me. All around me is ruble, I can't see an inch of sky. I look around seeing the dust flying around the air, the small fire scattered around trying to find anything amongst the concrete to consume and stay alive with. 

At least I can't see any civilians around me, thats a good sign. As I continue to assess my surroundings, even with my blurry vision and ringing ears know that the villain is gone, or at least not near me. 

When I finally look down at my own body I wince. There was a giant metal rod sticking out of my abdomen, I guess the adrenaline must be preventing the full brunt of the pain. As I look at it and see the amount of blood being lost I know I won't be saved. 

I don't wanna lose it I'm not getting through this

Tears well in my eyes as the regret swims into my heart. I don't want to die like this. I don't want to die not knowing if everyone is safe. I don't want to die not knowing if Katsuki is okay. I don't want to die in pain. 

Of course every hero knows the risk, we’ve known since we where in high school. But it doesn't mean anyone actively wants this to be there way out. 

Everyone deep down hopes for a peaceful death. Or at least to die with those we love. 

Hey, should I pray? should I pray To myself? To a God? To a saviour who can Unbreak the broken

What if I could make it? What if I scream loud enough? Can I even scream right now? And even if I can who's to say it'll get to the surface? And I would want them to get the civilians first. “Damnit!” I try to yell but all I can manage is a weak whimper. 

“I should be stronger than this!” I said as my throat constricted. ‘God I sound just like Suki.’ the thought of him makes my heart clench. ‘I shouldn't have said all those things. I shouldn't have-’ I was swept up in the memory of my last conversation with him. 

Unsay these spoken words Find hope in the hopeless

“Jesus y/n what is wrong with you?!” He screamed at me. “Like can you calm the fuck down for once?!” 

I scoffed at him whirling around on him. “I need to calm down?! Don’t you tell me to calm down!”

“You're the one who started all of this!” He screamed at me. 

“And you’re the one who flirts with other people!” I fire back. 

He scoffs again, “I wasn't flirting with her! It’s not my fault you're so insecure that you think that you shitty woman!” 

My face drops slightly more sadness seaping into my heart. “Why do you think im so insecure Kasuki? You call me shitty woman every other sentence! You talk about how great other girls are and how strong they are! You-” 

“You know thats just how I am! And I don't talk about them romantically im taking about them from a hero stand point! Shouldn't you be happy now that I don't look down on every single person!” He screamed his quirk popping off in frustration. 

“Yeah I know thats how you are but it still an hurt me you dick! And it’s different when those girls are clearly in love with you!” he scoffs “If you tell me they aren't I swear to god you must be really blind!” I scream again. 

“Of course I don't notice because why would I when I have a girlfriend!|?!” He screams. 

“Do you?!” I shout the words spilling out of my mouth. “Because it doesn't always feel like you want to!” his next words break my heart. 

“Maybe I don't!” I watch his face drop the second the words leave his mouth. “y/n- wait I didn't-” But I cut him off as my alarm goes off. 

“I have to go to work. At least I know they need me.” I whisper bitterly. 

“Y/n wait! We can't leave it like this!” he calls frantically after me. 

“You never had a problem leaving me heartbroken before. Why care now?” and with that I got in my car driving away as the tears streamed down my face. 

Pull me out of the train wreck Unburn the ashes

When I got to work I quickly dismissed anyone at my hero agency as they asked what was wrong. I even ignored Kirishima, who was one of my best friends. “Go ask you ‘Bakubro’” I muttered bitterly at my fellow hero. 

I looked to my side kick, she was nice. She wasn't a cocky self assured teen like me and my classmates where. Both me and her quickly left to patrol. I was happy when she started rambling about the latest guy she found an interest in instead of asking me what was wrong. 

Not that I didn't appreciate my colleagues concern I just didn't want to think about it. Or I didn't want to talk about it, theres no way im not thinking about it. Even now, I couldn't help but tune out my sidekick/intern as my thoughts where consumed with my final words. 

“You never had a problem leaving me heartbroken before. Why care now?” Damnit I know thats not true and yet I still said it. Katsuki always at least texts me after wards, and he’s never left without muttering some form of I love you. I moved to pull out my phone when I suddenly heard screaming. I look up to see five of our most wanted villians up ahead wreaking havoc. I stop my phone Turing to my intern who looks ready to fight.    

Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet Pull me out of the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out

”No.” I said placing a hand on her shoulder. She looks at me shocked as I continue. “I need you to help civilians.” 

She hesitates,”But I can help-” 

“I know but these guys are to strong. Please trust me, I want you making it out of this alive. Go help the civilians. If you have to I give you my permission to use your quirk for defense and defense only. Do you understand?” No response 

“Minako!” she stares at me “Please, you're like my kid, don't make me beg.” Tears well in her eyes and she nods before running off and I run onto the scene.

I should have known the second I asked her not to fight that this wouldn't end well. I should of said something to him before I left. I should have- 

  Pull me out, pull me out Underneath our bad blood We still got a sanctum, home Still a home, still a home here

I was pulled from my thoughts as coughs ripped there way through my throat. the pain in my stomach worsening. Was I really going to die like this? Filled with regrets and what ifs? 

No. I still have people to live for. I still have things I need to do, things to say. A man to kiss and marry and love all I can do know is hope. 

‘Please, damnit if someone is out there please help me. I know I don't pray enough, hell I know I don't deserve this but god damnit Im selfish. Im selfish and I want to live longer. I want to get married and have kids. I want to at least kiss him one last time. I don't even have to live, just let me hear him say I love you one last time. let me hold him again.’ 

As these thoughts consumed me I didn't notice the light blooming around me becoming brighter and brighter. 

It's not too late to build it back 'Cause a one-in-a-million chance Is still a chance, still a chance

“Y/N!!” I heard someone scream. “Y/n baby hold on!” he screamed again. My light glowed brighter. 

“Katsuki!” I cried. 

“Thats right! Im here princess I’m gonna get you out of there okay?!” I dint respond knowing he wasn't really answering. 

“Hurry Deku please!” Deku was here? after a moment he spoke again “Riot! Cellophane! Thank god you are here! Please you have to help me I can't blast through the rubble I might crush her!” He cried frantically. 

I saw some rubble begin falling next to me and screamed on instinct. “Oi be careful!!” He screamed. 

“Ground zero!” I heard a familiar voice. 

“S-sensei?!” 

‘What? Easers here? But- he's retired.’ 

“You need to stop shouting, your friends are here trying to help you. We both know they mean her no harm.” I can only assume he nodded because there was no more shouting, but there was also no more anything. Not a single sound. 

And I would take those odds Unbreak Unsay these spoken words

“H-Hello?” I called 

“Don't worry Y/n-chan we’re still here!” I heard deku yell. I sighed relieved. 

“Y/n!” I heard red riot or as I know him Kirishima call out. “Pop quiz whats Eraser heads child named?!” He yells out, and confusion builds in me. 

‘What? He has a kid? Oh my god is the kid here?!’ I thought anxiously. 

“Now!” I hear cellophane or Sero scream and before I knew it the rubble was being ripped away but I saw some coming towards me before I could think I manipulated the earth around me into a ball. 

“Yes!” I heard them all collectively say, except for katsuki. 

“Y/n! You're okay its okay!” He said as I placed the earth back and he ran over to me. He went to touch me but stopped short. “Oh god, princess!” he exclaimed looking down at my abdomen. 

Find hope in the hopeless Pull me out the train wreck 

“We need some help over here! Anyone who has a strong healing quirk get over here now we have a hero down!” He screamed but I didnt care about the pain, I didnt care about the medic. All I cared about was him. 

“You came.” I whispered he looked to me and cupped my cheek. 

“Im always gonna come for you.” He said softly smiling down at me as tears leaked from both our eyes.  

“Im sorry.” I whimper out and he shakes his head. My eyes begin feeling heavier. 

“no no no!” he says shaking me slightly “Don't apologize just keep your eyes open for me, yeah?” 

“Can you hold me?” I whisper. 

“I can't move you if I do-” 

“Please suki, I want to feel you hold me one last time.” I whimper my eyes getting heavier. 

                                                                                       Unburn the ashes Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet

“Well then I have great news, and that’s the fact that I’ll hold you for the rest of our lives but I can't move you princess.” I shake my head smiling sadly. 

“Katsuki.” I hear a soft voice whisper and look to see a teary eyed Kirishima.

“N-no!” he screams at him. “She’ll be fine!” he looks to me now. “you’ll be fine!” I shake my head my hair turning a murky blue. 

He relents and eventually very quickly pulls me off of the pipe. But I don't make a sound, I don't even wince. I don't feel the pain at all my body to numb.  

Pull me out the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out                                                              

I smile as he pulls me into his arms, “Thank you.” I whisper. 

“Anything for you princess.” He cups my cheek and wipes the tears that are still slipping from my eyes. 

“Im sorry.” we say in unison. 

“I shouldn't have been so insecure.” I whisper, and he shakes his head.  

“No baby no. I shouldn't have been so insensitive and I shouldn't have said what I said. I never question my love for you, or me wanting to be with you.” He says placing his forehead on my own. 

“I love you.” I whisper. 

a sob leaves his throat. “I-i love you too.” he sobs holding me to him. I try to lift my hand but I can't. I feel a gentle material curling around my wrist and pulling it around his neck. I look to see Mr. Aizawas capture weapon I smile up at him. 

“Damnit where are they!” Katsuki yells pulling away from me. I see a team frantically running to us but before they get to me I feel my eyes growing to heavy. 

“Be happy...Suki” I whisper as the darkness envelops me. 

You can say what you like 'cause see, I would die for you

I, I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God Be my help, be a savior who canUnbreak the broken

Katsuki watches as you eyes close, “N-No!” He screams. “Hurry up , please!” He calls out to the people who run impossibly quicker. Once they get there and he has to place you down he automatically wants to hold you again. But he's held back and he sees its Deku who’s holding him back. 

He wants to rip his hand off of him but he can't find the strength in himself so he relents and allows the freckled boy to pull him away. He sees his red haired friend and doesn't hesitate to accept the hug he gives him. 

he balls his hands against the gears of his friends hero costume. “Damnit kiri I can't lose her!” he sobs. No one says anything, theres nothing they can say. No words can comfort the fiery blonde except for your own.  

but he does pull away from his friend as he sees them placing you on a gurney and begin rushing away. 

“Wait!” he calls after them. 

“Sir you can't come with us you have to meet us there its to risky!” A female medic says as sets pumping oxygen into your lungs. 

“I can drive you!” He hears a voice behind him say quickly. He turns to see who only to see your side-kick Minako. He nods and quickly runs to her car. 

The drive there was silent, he isn't even mad at her which shocks both of them. She breaks the silence whispering, “She begged me to help the civilians.” he nods still remaining silent. “I should have- I should have been there.” just then a sob rips through her throat. 

Katsuki looks to her remaining silent for a long moment. “She would have been devistated if you had you gotten hurt.” he whispers. 

“huh?” she glances over to him quickly before looking back to the road. 

“she talks about you all the time, she feels a motherly bond to you.” he whispers. 

“s-she was serious about that?” She asks wiping her cheeks.

“Yeah, maybe because she never had a mother figure or maybe because you remind her so much of herself. But she does, and I know she's tankful for all the civilians you helped save.” The girl nods smiling softly.  

Unsay these reckless words (find hope in the hopeless) Pull me out of the train wreck

When they arrive to the hospital they both quickly run to the front desk. 

“Elementas, I need to know what room elements is in!” Bakugo cries. 

“Mr. Ground zero sir you can't see her yet.” the nurse states standing up and stopping him from running off. 

“Why the hell not?!” He screams fist firing off slightly.

“She had to go straight into surgery.” the woman states calmly. Bakugo grunts as he sits down. 

twenty minutes later the same nurse approaches. “Sir they've already set up her room you tow may wait for her there but when they ask you to leave you-” before she could finish Minako interrupts. 

“Understood.” she says quickly. The nurse nods giving them the number and they make there way there. 

It was another half hour when Kirishima showed up with a spare change of clothes for Bakugo and offered to drive Minako home so she could rest. She only left when he promised to keep her updated. He changed into his civilian clothes before he finally sat down on the chair next to the bed you would soon be in and before he knew it he was asleep. 

Unburn the ashes Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet

When he woke he looked around confused but he perked up when he saw a nurse. “Sir we need to get her settled and then you can come back in.” He nods quickly heading back t the waiting room. The quicker he left meant the sooner he would see you. 

It was fifteen minutes later when a doctor approached him. “How is she? Is she okay?” He asks anxious. 

“she sustained grave injuries. A head wound which concussed her. Five broken ribs, a punctured lung. Not to mention the damage from the pipe in her abdomen. But other than these things she is fine.” The doctor said as he walked away. Katsuki quickly made his way back to your room as he saw your eyes blink open. 

Pull me out of the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out

“Y/n!” he called happily. You looked pail, and honestly an inch from death, but never in his life had he been so happy to see you. 

You smiled at your boyfriend as he walked into the room. “Suki.” You whispered holding a hand out to him. He quickly came to your side taking it and covering it in kisses before moving up your arm and kissing your face. He placed a loving kiss on your lips before placing his forehead on your own. 

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again.” He whispered. 

You chuckled but winced. “easy there princess your ribs might not be happy with you for a while.” he says cupping your cheek and you nodded. It was a long day between all the visitors. Wether it was a crying Minako who had heart felt apologies and confessions with you. Or a group of your former classmates coming to make sure you where alright. Or even a soft spoke Mr. Aizawa who came once Katsuki had left to get you and himself some food. 

By the end of the day you where exhausted and you where more than happy to allow your boyfriend to carefully lay next to you only intertwining your legs and holding your one hand with his own while the other rested on your cheek. 

“Hey y/n, what you said about me being happy,” Katsuk whispered and you hummed for him to keep going. “I’m going to be... with you.” with a soft exchange of I love you’s and a sweet kiss after that you where both asleep. 

You’ll always have me!

Pairing: Felix x (Gender Neutral) Reader

Description: Fighting with your dad was regular thing but today he crossed a certain line and you need only person to cheer you up and one person only.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Verbals and Physical abuse (Slapping), bad parental relationships (father),mature language, established relationships, angst, fluff, mentions of depression but not explicitly stated.

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“Don’t come back then!”

You wish you didn’t have to…you really did but sometimes things don’t work out the way you want them to. That’s what runs in your mind as you run out the door with your dog Kookies in tow. He looks at you and licks your face making you tear up with guilt for wanting to resent him a few minutes ago. He did start this after-all but he didn’t even know any better so it wasn’t like you could blame him.

“I just cleaned up his piss…”, your dad spat motioning to the now yellow stained wipe in his hand. “Next time you pick up after your own damn dog….What can’t hear or something?”

You barely heard half of that after removing your headphones that your dad didn’t notice you were wearing. But he had been with this sour mood all day so you were just offended?

“Who are you talking to?”, you reply seemingly forgetting you and him were the only ones in the room.

“So you think you’re being smart with me?” He walks closer to your bed anger lacing his tone.

“No I just don’t understand why you are taking it out on me I was in the bathroom you could’ve waited for me to finish and I would’ve cleaned it. So I’m just angry you are giving me attitude for something so childis-“ *SLAP*

“DON’T FUCKING TALK TO ME LIKE THAT YOU LITTLE SHIT IM YOUR DA-“

“WHAT SO JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE MY DAD YOU THINK YOU CAN PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME? DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER? STRONGER? HUH NOW THAT YOU HIT YOUR KID OH YOU ARE SO FUCKING TOUGH HUH? YOU FORGET IM A GROWN ADULT SO JUST LEAVE MY DOG ALONE THEN SINCE YOU DON’T LIKE MY DOG SO MUCH.”

You were so livid you couldn’t even see straight. Your vision began blurring, you started seeing red, and your ears even began ringing and you couldn’t even stop the words flowing out of your mouth. You were so sick and tired of how he treated you and him hitting you was crossing the line.

“ I DON’T WANT THAT DOG”

“I DON’T WANT YOU AND HERE WE ARE.”

“STOP TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT.”

“CAN’T HEAR YOU I HAVE HEADPHONES ON.”

You never shoved your AirPods in your ears faster hitting play and turning up the volume until you felt your phone fly out of your hand.

“FUCK THAT DOG I WANT IT GONE OK?”

“SAME TO YOU I HATE YOU!”

“FINE WITH ME UNGRATEFUL ASS ALL YOU DO IS FIGHT WITH ME I DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU! I FEED YOU LET YOU SEE YOUR BOYFRIEND I DONT HAVE TO DO ANY OF THAT.”

“I DON’T WANT ANYTHING FROM YOU THEN IF YOU ARE JUST GONNA GET LIKE THIS EVERY TIME AND YOU KNOW I HAVE MY OWN JOB SO STOP.” You swear your voice is going to give out and you tap your face and feel all the tears you didn’t even know were flowing. You felt hurt,angry, sad, until you just felt numb.

You ran and grabbed your dog and left with those last words echoing in your head.

“Don’t come back then!”

But you knew that it would be ok because you were almost there. You wished you could’ve let him know you were coming but your phone was back at your house. Soon enough you knock on an all too familiar door. You wipe your tears but you know you are probably going to cry again so it’s pointless to hide it. Kookies wags his tail in anticipation but the door never opens.

“Shit…is he not home?…”, you walk to his driveway and spot his parked car.

“…maybe he went to bed ….fuck fuck fuck….what do I do…what do we do?…”, you looked to Kookies who tilted his head in confusion and barked possessively.

You fought back tears until you choked on a sob and just cried loudly. It was uncontrollable at this point all the events leading up to this very moment have taken a toll and quite frankly it wasn’t something you wanted to deal with. You stepped away from the door and started walking towards the sidewalk. You didn’t know where else to go and you sure as hell didn’t wanna go home but you had no other choice.

You sobbed and started your walk home. Kookies whimpered at your sobbing features and licked your face in an attempt to soothe you but sadly, his efforts were futile. You barely made it 15 feet away from the house when Kookies began barking loudly. You pet him and told him that it was okay but he managed to wiggle his way out of his your grasp and ran towards the house once again.

“Kookies come back we have to go!”’ You cried as you reluctantly raced after him. He stopped at the door and sat there expectantly making you look at him in confused.

The door abruptly opened and there stood your boyfriend Felix clad in a oversized shirt that stuck to his seemingly damp frame with sweats underneath. His blond hair was tied back in a hair tie and it looked pretty frizzy. ‘Did he just…shower?’

You felt a bit dumb thinking he was asleep you kept your head down and didn’t say anything. Felix however studied your sad and exhausted appearance and put two and two together. This wasn’t the first time you’ve escaped to his house and in the 7 years he has been with you he knows the issue. He can still remember your broken face the first time you came over.

It was sophomore year and your dad had just yelled at you for not being home on time even though you told him that the city bus broke down and you had no other way home. He berated you and made you feel like it was all your fault so you ran to your boyfriends house for the first time. You were thankful he lived so close to you. He was shocked to see you appear unannounced at his doorstep and you had only been with him for a few months. Even then you never really told him what was going on in fear he would laugh too. It was far from what you expected though, he went out to get you snacks and made sure to make you comfy before wrapping you in his arms. He put on a movie and sat there without saying a word. He didn’t want to push you and waited for you to come out with it on your own. You did sure enough, and from then on it became a routine. His home became your home. He became your home.

Felix sighed before opening the door allowing you to step in. You put Kookies down and he went immediately to Felix, who happily let the dog jump in his arms and took him to his backyard before closing the door allowing Kookies to play with the toys Felix had out. You made your way to the couch that resides in the living room and sat on it without saying a word. Felix makes his way back to the living room and sat next to you. He opened his arms allowing you to rest your head on his shoulder. He placed his hands on your sides and gave you a reassuring squeeze.

You looked up at him with an unreadable expression and he just smiled softly at you because he just wanted you to feel safe. You broke down you couldn’t take it anymore you just let yourself cry and you let yourself be vulnerable around him. You knew that he was there even when your dad was going to be the worst Felix would always be the best. You eventually calmed down and Felix rocked you back and forth rubbing small circles to your back until you stop crying. It was silent for a few minutes more until you decided to speak: “He told me not to come back…even tho I know he said it because he was mad it hurt more than it should’ve…and idk Lix I just idk if I can t-take it anymore I’m so tired and exhausted.”, tears formed in your eyes and you pressed your head to his chest.

“I mean I said stupid shit to him too if I’m going to be fair so I am at fault for pissing him of-“

“YOU’RE at fault? YOU that’s ridiculous and fair????baby please don’t cover for him. Don’t defend him and don’t try to make yourself feel guilty that is what he is good at. Don’t do that to yourself love. It is not your fault and he has put you through hurt and suffering since before we even got together and you know it. His actions are inexcusable at this point and I am done sitting here and not being able to do anything about it. He said he doesn’t want you back and whether he means it or not you are staying with me. You know I have more than enough money for us and we can make this work. I promise love.”, he grabbed your hands and stared in your eyes and told you he loved you. You couldn’t help but get lost in his beautiful eyes and you couldn’t help but glance at his adorable freckles. You leaned in and pressed kisses to them which made him smile. You leaned I to him resting your head in the crook of his neck before replying with an ok.

“Hold that thought love ima go get Kookies since it’s darker outside now!” He gets up to go to the backyard only to return moments later with your furry companion.

“Anyways sweetheart I am so happy to hear that you wanna stay with me. Love I promise I’m going to take care of you here. Well you and Kookies how could I not he is so adorable and we both know he loves me more!”, he proclaims loudly puffing out his chest and donning one of his cheeky grins.

You scoff and roll your eyes.

“He does not”

“Does too”

“DOES NOT”

“DOES TOO”

“WHO DO YOU THINK GAVE BIRTH TO HIM!”

Felix bursts into laughter and squeals “NOT YOU!”

“HOW DARE YOU DO YOU EVEN VSCO?”, you shriek back and you’ve long forgotten what your dad even did.

Felix gets up and grabs Kookies,” You love me more right…give me a little kiss if you do!”

“HOW DARE YOU ASK HI-“

“SHHHH HE IS THINKING”, he replies causing you to stare at Kookies who has his head tilted. It took him a few moments to finally lick Felix’s cheek causing him to erupt in cheers while you in contrast feigned a hurt expression.

“Kookies how could you…don’t you remember where you came from!”, you fake cried. You and Felix both looked at each other and burst into a fit of giggles. Felix sat back down placing Kookies on the floor and hugged you tight. You sat in a comfortable silence until you spoke up.

“You know I still have to tell my dad I’m moving out?”

“Yes I do but I will be there with you ok love?”

“Yeah but I know he isn’t going to like me moving out on a whim I’m just a bit scared you know and I still have to get all of my stuff it’s just gonna be a mess.” You let out a heavy sigh and let your head fall in your hands. Felix shifts so you are in between his legs and starts to massage your back letting you relax in his hold. You always enjoyed his tender and relaxing massages from his tiny hands that worked wonders.

“I know things are going to go down but we need to get it done now or he is always going to do this to you and by staying you are just giving him that. I promise ima make it ok just trust me love.”

You nod with a smile and embrace him while kissing all over his face letting your hands roam to his sides to tickle him. He begins laughing uncontrollably squirming with tears forming in his eyes.

“YA STOP STOOOOOOP PLEASE”,he cries out pleading for mercy.

You smile widely letting your grin spread from ear to ear and mischievously reply,”Only if you make me brownies please please please.”

“YES YES OF COURSEEEEE PLEASE STAWWWWP.”

You smile with satisfaction and release him jumping up from the couch and start jumping up and down.

“My hero!”, you reply with a layer of sarcasm to which Felix merely smiled at before grabbing your hand and leading you to the kitchen.

To your surprise there are already ingredients for brownies laid on the counter. You gaze at Felix with a questioning look to which he simply shrugs.

“Actually I was already planning on making you brownies and bringing them over but fate was on my side as always.”, Felix grinned and wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you in front of him as he started preparing the mix. He made sure to keep you close because he loves inhaling your sweet scent. You turned around and smiled feeling so lucky have him. He made you feel so safe and secure. He made you feel loved and cared for which was something you lacked at home with your dad. Not that it was your real home because to you, you had found your real home in Felix and he found his home within you and that was all you needed.

“I am a bit sad though Lix cuz I don’t even have my dad to go to anymore.” You sighed wishing things could be different.

“I know but who cares even if the world turns against you…You’ll always have me!”, he grinned and turned you around so you could face him. You couldn’t help but smile back because he was right.

You pressed a kiss you his lips draping your arms around his neck to bring his closer. Quickly he wrapped his hands around your waist and moved his lips in sync with yours. You smiled into the kiss and started giggling randomly making Felix pull back and stare at you with a perplexed smile on his face.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” He began patting his face vigorously and let out an overly dramatic gasp. You rolled your eyes and hugged him instead pulling him close and squeezing him with the tightest grip you could muster.

“No you coconut I just…”, you sigh with a smile that he couldn’t see,”I just love you Felix I really love you. Thank you for always putting me first.”, you peck his lips and cup his face staring at his features and studying them like you’ll never see them again.

Felix beamed feeling a little proud of how good he is to you he peck your lips in response looking at you with his face full of love and care.

“I love you too forever and always.”

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Authors Note: just wanna say hi and welcome to my work I hope you enjoy and I just want y’all to know… I really tried 🤡 but if you like or if you want more stuff like this yk send asks :) anyways have an amazing day

A/N: This is a angst Jungkook fanfic Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: bad language

Its us or her

The sun was shining brighter than ever today as you admired the sky caressing the big bump in your belly..yes you are pregnant..and your lover is not in the house. You were practically alone everyday in your home because your boyfriend jungkook was always spending all his time with his best friend.

“i think im gonna go shopping today” you say and make your way to the bathroom to take a quick shower and prepare to go to the mall

After the shower you applied a light base of make up and tied your hair up in a cute messy bun, you wore your favorite pare of Jeans with a lose shirt that felt comfortable for your baby bump. You grabbed your car keys, phone and wallet and made your way out.

Some time later you arrived at the mall and walked on the halls looking at the multiple stores until you saw a familiar siluette

“wait..that’s jungkook” you thought as you got near him noticing that his best friend is with him but of course he was always with her so it wasn’t strange to you

“hey Jungkook” you say as you stood near him, his back facing you but turning as soon as he heard your voice

“hey y/n” he said and glanced at you but looked away paying more attention to what his best friend was showing him

You just sighed and got out of the store he was in walking once again on that long hall. The smell of food hit your nostrils as the food court was near and you were feeling kind of hungry so you decided to go to the food cort and get something to eat.

You looked and looked at all the different options you had to buy some food but you decided to go to Y/f/f/f (your favorite fast food) as usual.

As the minutes passed you waited in line patiently as you saw Jungkook and IU pass by laughing and giggling..they were best friends after all..who wouldn’t have fun with their best friend am i right?

You finally sat on the table and ate y/f/f (your favorite food) humming at the amazing taste of your food

After some hours and a lot of shopping you finally got home and took your shoes off at the door step making your way to the bedroom and saw jungkook sleeping on your shared bed. You let out a sigh as you go to the bathroom to take a quick shower before you go to bed.

You step out if the shower drying your body softly and putting on some comfortable clothes to sleep on, you always slept on one of jungkooks white shirts since his closet was filled with them and you found them comfortable.

You laid on the bed next to him trying not to wake him up but failed as you heard a groan coming from his side

“hey you are home” he said with his sleppy voice

“yeah” you say and layed there with no expression at all being tired of him spending all his time with IU

“are you okay?” he asked and you just nodded in response

He stayed quiet and stood up from the bed and decided to talk

“where are you going?” you asked as you looked at him placing a hand on your stomach

“im gonna go to IU’s house” he said and looked at you with his hand on the bedroom door knob

“Jungkook its almost 12 am come and sleep” you say a bit upset

“i slept a lot already” He said and opened the door

You couldn’t take it anymore, you were pregnant and you wanted his attention you wanted him to be with you every step of the way like a good father would but he was always with IU

“Jungkook im tired of this..you are always with her you leave the house early in the morning and come home really late i practically never see you” you said as you looked at him with tears in your eyes threatening to fall

“yeah yeah okay” he said and left the house

Your tears finally fell..you cried hours and hours until you fell asleep, your cheeks stained with dry tears as your body is wrapped around the cold blanket.

You woke up due to a ray of sunlight beaming through the window

You opened your eyes letting them adjust to the light by rubbing the sleep of them

“shit” you said as you ran to the bathroom to throw up due to the morning sickness that your pregnancy caused

After a while you stopped throwing up and rinsed your mouth brushing your teeth as well.

A good breakfast was an amazing way to start the day but sadly the smell of food today made you nauseous so you just ate a healthy snack bar and a little bag of nuts with almonds

As always you were alone so you did some cleaning and after some hours you sat on the couch and watched some tv but hear the door open and a tured jungkooks coming in

“where were you?” you asked him and he just sighed

“i was with IU” he answered with a tired tone

“like usual” you breathed out but he still managed to hear you

“well im sorry but she’s my best friend” he said raising his tone a bit

“She can be the England queen Jungkook but im your girlfriend and im carrying our baby” you say raising your tone as well

“just fuck off” he said and went upstairs leaving you speechless

He always left you alone but he has never cursed at you

You held in your tears as you went to your room and packed some of your clothes

“what the fuck are you doing now?” he said looking at your actions

“im gonna go to my friends house for some days” you said and kept packing your necessary things for three days or four

“Don’t be stupid and stay” he said making you scoff

“Why the fuck do you want me to stay when you are always with her Jungkook is like i don’t exist” you cried out not being able to hold your anger and tears back

He looked at you and snapped back to reality

“y-y/n..i-i..” Jungkook stuttered and got close to you taking your hand

“no jungkook not now” You said and pulled your hand away wiping your tears..you turn your back and felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist..but you slowly pushed them away and faced him

“Its me or her Jungkook.. when you choose you let me know” you said and left the house leaving a speechless Jungkook behind

You called and uber to pick you up and made your way to your friends house..the whole night passed and not a call or a text from jungkook

Some days passed and you were still staying at your friends house not hearing a single word from jungkook

As you thought about all those happy moments you had with Jungkook and the moment when you looked at that pregnancy test with him and you both jumped in joy to know the amazing news

Your snapped out of your thoughts hearing your phone ring as you looked at the caller id...it was jungkook, you picked the call and spoke with a calm tone

“hey” you answered

“meet me a the central park in an hour” was the obly thing you heard from him before hearing the call drop

You sighed and thought about if you should meet him or not.

After a good 40 minutes of thinking you decided to go meet him so you got ready and went to the central park in an uber since you left the car in the house the night you left

You arrive at the park and saw Jungkook..but he looked nervous. Stepping out of the car and walking towards him looking at him with a soft but still upset gaze

“Hey” you said and he looked at you

“Hey y/n” he said and hugged you..you hugged him back honestly missing his touch and being in his embrace

“look im sorry for all the time i spent with her and not with you..but there is a reason i spend all that time with her..and it was for you” he said and held your hands

“for me? and why is that?” you asked looking at him in disbelief

“Look Y/N since i met you my life changed completely and i really love you” he said and got close to you “the reason why i’ve been spending time with her is...” he paused and kneeled on one knee “its because of this” he said and pulled out a ring

You were just standing there speechless with your hands covering your mouth and tears threatning to fall and sobbing

“i was looking for the perfect one to ask you a really important question Y/N” he said and your tears started falling like a waterfall

“Would you marry me Y/N?” he asked in hopes that you say yes

“Yes Jungkook yes of course i will” you say and wrapped your arms around his neck and he lifted you up when he stood up as his tears fell as well

He put you down and placed the ring on your finger as you cried in happiness

“i love you Y/N” he said as he looked at you with his sparkling teary dark brown eyes that you get lost in every time you look at them

“I love you too Jungkook” You said and he kissed you softly

After 3 months you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl and 2 months after you got married to the man of your dreams and to the man you have been in live with for the past 3 years

The end

A/N : Hello if you got to the end of this thank you so much for reading it, my suggestions are open if you want me to write about a plot you guys want. Im sorry if you find any grammar erros i checked this twice but forgive me if i missed anything.

Love you!! Thank you!!

Chaotic Neutral

ok so i was gonna write literal angst but then saph and i got on a tangent and this was born so take this Fruity Pebbles+Walgreens crack hybrid

warnings: stab wounds

ship: ralbert

editing: no

“Can you drive me to Walgreens?” Albert asked as he walked out of his room, looking slightly disheveled as he walked out of his and Race’s shared bedroom.  

Race glanced up from his place at the kitchen counter, chewing absentmindedly on the eraser of his pencil, “Why?”

Albert shrugged, padding over in his fuzzy socks to lean across the counter, blocking Race from his physics homework, “We’re outta fruity pebbles.”

Race rolled his eyes, “Planning to get high soon?”

Albert shook his head, “No, but I’m thinking of it right now, so I wanna get ‘em while they’re on my mind, ‘cause I’ll forget otherwise,” He paused for a moment, lost in memory, “And you remember what happened the last time I didn’t have fruity pebbles when the munchies hit.”

A dark look washed over Race’s face, “Oh, I remember alright,” he rubbed his elbow subconsciously, “I still have the scar.”

Albert clicked his tongue, “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that.  Anyway, can ya bring me?”

“Sorry, babe,” Race said, shoving Albert off his textbook, “I gotta finish this, but feel free to take my keys if you wanna just take yourself.”

Albert pouted for a moment, “Fine, but it’s no fun without you.”

Race didn’t grace him with pity as he focused back in on his assignment, “Suffer.”

Albert huffed again, “Ugh, okay, I’ll be back.”

“Pick me up some lactaid,” Race called as Albert shoved his socked feet into a pair of Race’s slides.

“Yep,” Albert shouted over his shoulder as he left the apartment, making his way down to Race’s car.  

What should have been a ten minute ride turned into twenty five minutes due to traffic, but eventually Albert arrived at the Walgreens off campus.  He trudged inside, hyper aware of the fact that he looked like some sort of college student-hobo hybrid with his bright red fuzzy socks and slightly-too-small sweatshirt.  

He scanned the cereal aisles, letting out a quiet, ‘aha’, as he located the fruity pebbles, taking several off of the shelf to stock up.  Frantic whispers from the aisle beside him piqued his curiosity and he shifted closer in order to listen.  He couldn’t make out what the voices were saying, but in his peripheral, he could see two rather burly men huddled against the wall, shoving armfuls of varying items into one of their backpacks.  Blanching as he realized what was happening, Albert considered his options.  He could casually slip out of the aisle and pretend he never saw anything, or-

“Hey,” He heard himself bark, instantly regretting his decision as the two men’s heads whipped up, fury and confusion glinting in their eyes, “What do you think you’re doing?” Albert bit his tongue, willing himself to shut up as the guys processed his words.

Albert took an involuntary step back as one of the two men crossed over to him, “You didn’t see nothin’, princess,” He snarled, the smell of cigarettes hot on his breath, “Move it along and no one gets hurt.”

Albert couldn’t help the scoff that escaped his throat, “Wow, real threatening,” he drawled, “I feel so threatened right now.  C’mon, shoplifting a Walgreens?  Seriously?  I mean-”

He cut himself off with a gasp as he felt a sharp, almost nauseating pain grip his gut.  He looked down, open-mouthed in shock as he watched the knife the guy had stabbed into him leave his body.  

A wave of dizziness washed over him as his knees buckled and he managed weakly, “There are security cameras, you know.”

The men exchanged alarmed glances, before stumbling around each other to grab the backpack.

“Yeah, bet you didn’t think of that,” Albert managed around the ever growing pain in his abdomen, “Dummies.” he added for good measure.

The men ran out of the aisle, only to be stopped by one of the employees, who must have heard the commotion.  Or seen Albert get stabbed on the security footage.  Albert didn’t have the energy to question which.  He rested his head on the shelf behind him, closing his eyes briefly, before standing up.

“Sir, I don’t think-” He hadn’t even noticed the other store clerk, hovering worriedly near him.  

He waved a hand, cutting her off, “S’fine,” he mumbled, “I’ll be chill.”

“An ambulance is on its way-”

“Where’s your first aid aisle?” Albert asked, pitching to the side slightly.

The clerk raised her eyebrows, “Excuse me?”

“You’re first aid stuff, like, band-aids and shit.”

“Sir, I-”

“Ma’am, please,” Albert groaned, “This ain’t my first rodeo, I’m fine, just tell me where the goddamn bandages are.”

The clerk looked taken aback, but she pointed to an aisle diagonal from the one they were in nonetheless, “Uh, that one.”

“Thanks,” Albert mumbled, turning and staggering towards the first aid materials.  He blearily squinted at the shelves, haphazardly plucking a few bandage packs, as well as some gauze pads from the wall.  He grabbed a bottle of antiseptic from one of the higher shelves, then sat himself down on the carpeted floor and lifted his shirt, working with shaky hands to inspect the stab wound.  It was fairly deep considering and blood was flowing out weakly with each beat of his heart.  If he were in a better state, he probably would have been freaked out by the image.  Instead, he clumsily tore off a chunk of his already ripped t-shirt and soaked it in some of the antiseptic.

He gingerly pressed the cloth to the wound, hissing in pain as the alcohol sent a stinging jolt through his body, making his head light.  

Diligently, he cleaned away the blood, then dressed the wound using gauze and bandages, wrapping tightly to ensure the blood would clot.  After taking a few steadying breaths, he stood up and pulled a crumpled twenty dollar bill out of his pocket, crossing back over to the store clerk who had been watching him in awed horror.  

He handed her the twenty, then stooped down to pick up one of the fallen boxes of fruity pebbles, “Hope that covers everything I used,” he slurred, “Take care.”

He could hear various sirens outside and decided to slip out the side door to avoid any paramedics who might see him in his bloodied state.  He hailed a cab, ignoring the frightened stare of the driver as he rattled off his and Race’s address.  He zoned out during the ride, only realizing they had arrived when the driver called back to him, demanding his payment.  Albert tipped a little extra after discovering the blood stain he’d left on the seat, then made his way up to the apartment.  

Realizing belatedly that he’d left his apartment key in Race’s car, which was still in the Walgreens parking lot, he knocked weakly on the door.

Race appeared a moment later, eyes widening as he looked over his boyfriend, “Albert, what the fuck.”

“I got m’fruity pebbles,” Albert said, smiling.  

Race shook his head, dumbfounded, “What the hell happened to you- fuck.” He grunted as Albert jerked forward, collapsing unceremoniously into Race’s arms.  Race grimaced, hoisting Albert’s arm around his shoulder and leading him to the couch, carefully laying him down the length of the cushions.

Albert leaned to the side, the pain finally catching up to him as he gagged, vomit forcing its way up his throat.  Race stepped back as Albert threw up onto the ground, blood intermixing with his sick.

“Albert, Jesus,” Race murmured, worry creasing his eyebrows.

“S’fine,” Albert croaked, gesturing to the bandage around his stomach, “I handled it.”

“Clearly not,” Race said, voice cracking as he frantically waved his hand towards the bloody vomit, “What happened?  Actually, nevermind, I don’t wanna know until we get you fixed up.”

“I am fixed up.”

“Properly fixed up, you dumbass ginger fool.”

“Race, Racer,” Albert reached out a hand, latching onto Race’s pant leg.

Race bent down, carding a hand through his boyfriend’s hair, “Yes, love?”

“Are there munchies in heaven, do you think?”

Race blinked, “My god, you’re an idiot.  Hospital time, let’s go.”

XXX

“So, let me get this straight,” Race leaned back in the crappy plastic chair he was sitting in, studying Albert as he lay in a hospital bed, finally stable, “You saw some guys shoplifting, so you called them out, then challenged them, then got stabbed, then sassed some poor store clerk, then fucking yeeted over to the first aid aisle, tried to treat yourself, then dipped before an ambulance could get to you?”

Albert bit his lip, “Uh, yeah, basically.”

“Jesus Christ, Albert, you coulda gotten yourself legitimately killed.  I mean, good on you for stopping a robbery, but next time an ambulance is called for you, fucking take up that offer, okay?”

Albert groaned, slumping down into his pillows, “But I was fine, Racer!”

“No, you weren’t!  You needed a blood transfusion, Albert!”  Race closed his eyes, emotion rising in his throat, “Listen, it was really fucking scary seeing you bleeding out on our couch and I really don’t know what I’d do if you were to like, literally die or something, so for the love of god, use your singular fucking brain cell and take care of yourself next time, okay?”

Albert softened, guilt spreading through his body, “Okay, I’m sorry.”

Race stood, walking over to Albert and leaning down to hug him, “It’s okay, I just worry.”

“I know you do,”  Albert said, burying his nose in his boyfriend’s hair, “I appreciate your care.”

“I love you, bitchass, you know that?”

“I do,” Albert smiled, “I love you, too,” a pause, “Race, you didn’t happen to bring-”

“Planned ahead,” Race said, pulling the box of fruity pebbles from under his chair.

“I fucking stan you so hard what the fuck.”

“I...stan you, too?”

“You better,” Albert said through a mouth of cereal, “I’m wonderful.”

“Uh huh, sure.”

-

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Lost and Found {4}

genre: mostly fluff, tad of angst??

requested: @tenjaehyunsehuntaemin

length: 2.4k words

pairing: Johnny Seo x Reader

summary: The best time of the week was the weekend when you can see your 4 year old niece but one close call led you to meeting a certain handsome man

It had been a few months since you had first met Young Ho and you’d gotten so close you’d even surprised yourself, you’d always either be out around the park with Sun Hee watching Young Ho chase her around the fields or lounging around your place watching movies or finishing assignments you’d both left till last minute. Just in these last few months It had become routine to have Young Ho with you and you were worried how accustomed you’d gotten to his presence and how lonely you’d now feel when he wasn’t there, it would feel too quiet watching a movie on your own now and painfully boring to do your assignments in solitude.

Your time with Young Ho had mostly been great but you’ve lost count how many times your hangouts had been cut short by a phone call that makes him flee the scene every time. You’d tried asking about it but he’d always find a way to change the subject. It was clear to you whatever it was, he wasn’t planning on telling you any time soon. It made you feel uneasy, that there was something he was hiding but you didn’t think it was your place to demand to know, from your months with him you knew he was wonderful so it wasn’t that you thought he was a bad guy because he was far from it, it just the fact that he was so against talking about it making your curiosity bloom.

It was Thursday, 1pm when you got a text from a familiar contact

Young hoee :p - do you have plans for tonight?

Young hoee :p - wait it’s you of course you don’t, me and my friends are going to a night club later, you in?

You roll your eyes and scoff before typing back

(Y/n) >•< - first of all, rude but true and second idk, I haven’t met any of your friends

Young hoee :p - just trust me, they’re cool, isn’t your friend back from vacation now? Bring her

(Y/n) >•< - I’ll think about it

Young hoee :p - nope, see you at 8 ~

You shake your head, these uni boys only know how to party and now they’re dragging you into it, you don’t even think you have any night club kinda clothes.

You still had some time before you had to go to work so you decided to call Min Seo before you forgot. Her parents lived in London for most of her life and she just moved back here around 4 years ago and you’d always seemed to have the same classes so you became best friends by default but any chance they got they’d fly back over to England to see her grandparents who still lived there leaving you to wallow in your pity back here alone, well until you had Young Ho.

She picked up after the second ring and her yelling almost shattered your ear drum

“SHUT UP AND GET OUT! IM ON THE PHONE” she screamed

“Umm Min?” You move the phone away from your ear just in case but you were met with her usual soft voice

“Sorry, this family drives me up the bloody wall” she sighed

“Don’t be dramatic, how was England!?”

“It was so cold, but I loved seeming my grandparents? And What did I miss? I heard there’s a boy that’s taken my place?”

“How has he taken your place?” You laugh

“So there is a boy? You better spill the beans! Is he hot?”

“Very but that’s not why I’m calling you, he’s invited us both to go clubbing with his friends, can you come? Please say you can come?”

“Umm I’m not sure, I’ll ask my mom if she can take her little shits back, what time are we talking?”

“Get to my place around 7”

“Okay, I’ll text you when I know what’s happening”

“Okay, I better get ready for work, talk to you later”

“Later~” you hung up and hopped in the shower to get ready for work.

Working at a convenience store was indeed pretty convenient, it was a pretty laid back job that almost never caused any problems other then the odd drunk guys who go in to buy more alcohol on the way home so most days you would just sit behind the counter on your phone, you didn’t slack but there was just never much to do, so your shift passed pretty quickly

Min seo <33 - you still at work?

Y/N :3 - yup, five more minuets

Min seo <33 - I’ll pick you up on my way

Y/N :3 - this is why I love youuu ~

You packed up all your things and waited for Jungwoo, he always took the shift next to yours, he was a really nice guy and you were pretty close, he’d always say hi with a smile whenever you saw each other and you’d often go and get coffee together. He strolled in at 7 on the dot “ (y/n), how are you?” He smiled putting his things in to the locker

“Great now I can go home, how are you?”

“Amazing! My boyfriend is finally telling his parents about us” he was practically glowing, he’d always been telling you how much he’d love to freely date his boyfriend but his boyfriend hadn’t came out to his parents yet because his parents were religious, you had always been the one on the phone to him as he cried about how stressful the situation was becoming and at one point he was ready to call it all of if his boyfriend didn’t do something soon which you guess was what had led to his boyfriend telling his parents after a long year. In return he’d also act as your councillor with the boys you’d previously dated and would take you out when Min Seo was gone so overall Jungwoo was another pretty big part of your life.

“Jungwoo that’s so amazing! I’m so happy for you” you cheered

“Girl I know! But anyways how’s that Young Won guy treating you?” He smirked tying his apron on as you took yours of

“Young Ho, and he’s invited me and my friend to go clubbing tonight”

“For the love of god don’t get drunk and embarrass yourself” he said pointing at you, you shook you head and laugh.

A car beeped it’s horn outside and you saw Min Seo inside waving you over

“That’s my lift, I’ll see you later, make sure you tell me how it goes with his parents”

“Of course, see you later. don’t embarrass yourself” he sang as he waved.

You and Min Seo rush to your closet to try and make you look semi-decent for the night in the little time you had. You’d thrown half your closet across your room before deciding on a black off the shoulder shirt and a skirt that stopped mid thigh, Min Seo curled your hair while you did your make up,

“Not going to lie, I’d fuck you like that” Min Seo nodded looking you up and down through the mirror “I’m good at this” you rolled your eyes and slipped on your heels on

“They’ll be here in few minutes, quick pre drink?” You said jogging over to the kitchen and pulling a few bottles out

“How could I say no” Min Seo smirked.

Half a bottle of vodka later a knock at the door echoed through your small apartment, you walk over to the door and reveal Young Ho looking stupidly good again “you ready?” He said putting his hands in his jeans pocket “yup, care for a quick shot on the way out” you didn’t give him a chance to reply as you tugged him inside by his hand “here” you held out your shot glass now filled with the strong smelling vodka

“Have you guys already drunk half a bottle?” He laughed throwing the shot down his neck

“What’s a night out with out the pre drinks” Min Seo giggled already feeling a buzz “you better have some hot boys with you” she pointed slipping her jacket on

“I have plenty” he put the shot glass in your sink “where’s your coat?” He said turning to you

“It’s just by the door, I’m just gonna put this away” you nodded toward the bottles. You put them back where you found them making sure the lids were on properly and as you stood up you felt something being draped over your shoulders “come on” Young Ho wined securing the jacket on to your shoulders

“Thanks” you avert your eyes to the floor as he pushed you towards the door by your lower back.

You could feel the heat from your cheeks as you made your way to the taxi but it was dark so you were just preying they wouldn’t notice, it was such a simple, friendly gesture but because it was from Young Ho it made your stomach churn and it wasn’t the first time it had happened either. You were sure you were attracted to him but you weren’t sure how deep these feeling went and you didn’t want to get ahead of yourself and assume he felt the same way.

“The boys are already there” young Ho said looking down at his phone

“ is it weird I’m nervous to meet your friends?”

“Once you get a few more shots in you I’m sure you won’t be” he said wiggling his eyebrows.

The floor was vibrating from the strong bass of the music as you followed behind Young Ho weaving between the sweaty body’s until you saw someone run up to him “Johnny! What took you so long?” He slurred and laughed hitting him on the chest, young Ho sighed and turned to you

“(y/n), Min Seo this is Ten, Ten this is (y/n) and Min Seo”

“Ohh so your (y/n)! Johnny said th-“ young Ho quickly pulled him away and toward a group of boys sitting at the bar leaving you confused and curious as to what he’s been saying behind your back. the boys at the bar all yelled greetings to him and You slowly made your way over “Johnny please tell me this is the chick you brought” you look over to one of the boys with his eyes locked on to you

“Yes she is Jaemin” young Ho pulled you next to him and put his arm over your shoulders “this is (y/n), please don’t do anything stupid and make her uncomfortable” it was too late for that but you were happy he was trying,

They all laughed smirking at johnny who still had you under his arm

“Here” Min Seo came from behind you handing you a fruity looking drink

“And who is this” one of them asked

“Hi, I’m Min Seo” she spoke with a not so innocent smile

“Hi, I’m Yuta, do you wanna dance?” The same one asked holding out his hand which she gladly took and they both made their way to the dance floor

“Wow that didn’t take long” you sigh

“Yuta has always been a flirt, I’m Taeyong” the boy closest to you stuck his hand out for you to shake, they didn’t seem too bad.

There was 5 people that had come with young Ho, it was that Yuta guy who stole Min Seo, the other flirty one was Jaemin, the drunk one was Ten, the sensible one was Taeyong and the cute guy with dimples was yoon oh. They were pretty cool like Young Ho had promised and not long after you met them you were clutching your stomach from laughing so hard. They all worked at the Radio place with Young Ho except Jaemin who had just left school, he was still young and the boys weren’t letting him drink a lot.

“Want to dance?” Young Ho asked as the other boys talked

“Sure” you tip back the rest of your drink and followed young Ho through the crowed until he turned to you satisfied with the space. He placed a hand on your hip and you laced your hands around his neck as you both swayed to the beat of the song. You saw him say something but couldn’t make it out over the loud music “what?” You shouted, he said it again but you still couldn’t hear “I can’t hear you” you shouted and shrugged your shoulders, he rolled his eyes and went down to your ear

“I said are you enjoying yourself?” He talked into you ear and you could feel his hot breath on your neck before he pulled away laughing, you pulled him back “I’m having a great time, why do they call you Johnny?” You felt his neck vibrate as he laughed

“I used to live in America and that’s my name there, I use it when doing broadcasts to”

“Shall I start calling you Johnny?”you laughed

“No, Young Ho sounds good from you” he smiled

“why don’t you show me some of your moves anyway, mr DJ” You laugh releasing him and giving him some room. You wish you’d never asked, he was throwing his limbs around to his own rhythm while you doubled over laughing “stop! Your embarrassing” you laugh, he just raised his eyebrows and continued “ people are looking” you hold his arms and shake your head

“Didn’t you like it?” He pouted trying to hold his his laugh placing his hands back on you sides and continued to sway to the song

“No I did, I just think I should keep it to myself” you put you hands back on his neck and he was just looking at you, the smile on his face slowly dropping and his eyes went from your eyes to your lips. The mood changed so quickly you could barely tell what was going on, You blame the sudden surge of confidence on the alcohol but you pulled him down slowly and connected your lips, it was a still kiss, both of you testing the waters before pulling away

“How much have you had to drink?” He asked keeping close so your noses were still touching

“I know what I’m doing, Young Ho”

“Did you like it” he asked more quietly, you just smiled pulling him to reconnect you lips. This time the kiss was more rushed, both of your lips moving together as he pulled your waist into his, keeping his hands planted on your hips as you tightened you arms around his neck making him lean into you. He tasted delicious.

part: 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6

a/n

heheh i know i’m evil for ending it like that but this is where this series will finally pick up, thank you for all of you that have been reading so far, i hope you continue to enjoy the series <333

Family Sticks Togehter

@phoena12 submitted: a quick fic i wrote for Angst War 2k18, hope you enjoy!

It had been a peaceful day or as peaceful as the studio could get, the occasional pipe bursting and sending tidal waves of ink in every direction, the sounds of pen scratching onto paper as the widening grin of Bendy takes shape. Sammy had taken to shouting as of late, much to Wally’s and some better un named interns glee, as Bendy plays prank after prank on the poor music director. Their footfalls soon heard as bendy comes screeching out of an ink stained office with a peeved (and soaked) Sammy Lawrence, insults spitting from his mouth. It takes Wally a few minutes to stop his cackling.

Sweet melodies combined with a twirl of angelic singing comb through the halls of the studio, a few employees stopping briefly by the recording studio to catch the sunny tune. Susie making the bass vocals as Alice leads with the main part, the two lost in the joy of it. Jack leans to one side of the recording booth, scanning over the lyrics and hums along to the instrumental parts.

Down below, where memories breathe a little more life than ought to be, sits Shawn, tinkering away with his bendy plushies. A careful eye analysing each and every aspect of the doll he has in hand. Satisfied, he smiles and places the doll down amongst others. A comforting hand is placed on his shoulder as Lacie asks a genial question. Shawn shrugs, stands and gestures at an oil smudged Lacie to lunch. She scoffs but heads for the elevator nonetheless, making a joke that Shawn’s eyes were looking a little green today. He laughs. He usually forgets to take his goggles off.

Several floors above, Joey sketches out various ideas to put forth for the next cartoon strip, various doodles of Bendy pulling pranks or just getting into mischief. Alice being the voice of reason and Boris the lovable antagonist. Notes are hastily scribbled at the sides, some a little indecipherable in his haste to have the picture make sense. He was sure Henry and the others would love them. At least, he think they would if not for the shouting that interrupted Joey’s thoughts. It sounded like Sammy and Bendy were at it again. He heaves a sigh, pushes up from his chair and begins a casual walk out towards the racket. Oh sure, he was gonna give them hell when he caught them but why waste that energy now. Joey waves a hello at passing co-workers.

“I’m gonna ring yer damn neck ya imp!!” Sammy all but screeches.

“Ya gotta catch me first!” Bendy snickers back as he quickly rounds a corner, only to bump into his father figure, Joey.

“I got ya now twerp!” Sammy hollers as he catches up with Bendy and grabs him by the scruff, “oh yer in for it now” Sammy spits. Failing to notice Drew but we’ll just blame it on the fact his face is covered in ink and not the overriding frenzy that has him worked up instead.

“I don’t think that is in your best interests Sammy” Joey speaks up. An audible gulp can be heard as Sammy snaps his neck to meet the cold blue eyed gaze of his boss, dropping Bendy in the process and eliciting an “oww” from him.

There’s a slight pause from both demon and music director before Bendy wraps his arms about Joey’s legs and whimpers a “he started it!” How very convincing and certainly Joey would be had he not had to deal with this same situation time and time again.

“You know damn well you started it ya pest!” Sammy glowers down at Bendy, “he flooded my office again” this he says to Joey, firmly holding his gaze. Joey could have guessed that by the state of his appearance alone.

“That fact is very evident, Sammy, what im most concerned about is the level of noise and destruction (at this he looks pointedly down the hall the two had come cavorting through) that you two have caused”. If looks could kill, Sammy would have dropped dead right there on the floor. “And Bendy” Joey begins with that parental tone that brooks no space for argument, “how many times have I told you not to flood Sammy’s office?”

Bendy idly rubs his forefingers together, a petulant frown showing, “26 times?” he tries but it doesn’t yield any form of a smile from the older man. Bendy gives up his childish act and goes to stand by Sammy, the both of them looking like disgraced children.

“47 actually” Joey sighs out. He wishes Henry were here instead. “Bendy, you’re not allowed in the animation department for the rest of the week”

“What!? But Joey-“Bendy squawks before being cut off.

“No.” it’s harsh but Bendy needs to learn. “As for you, Sammy, your coffee intake will be reduced” that might be pushing it but it’s the only way Joey can really reprimand Sammy.

“Fine…” Sammy grouches, unwilling to fight further on the subject with his boss. He supposed, as well, that he had caused a bit of havoc for the rest of the studio, especially for Wally.

“Good, I shall leave you two to-“

“But what am I meant to do for the rest of the week!” Bendy suddenly pipes up, his hands fisted slightly and looking none too happy about the arrangement made.

“You can draw or you can go play in the other departments” Joey tries.

Bendy grumbles under his breathe, looking about as mad as a dozing kitten, as he stalks off, stomping his little feet every now and then. Sammy nods a curt farewell as he goes to clean himself off. The both of them, Joey concludes then and there, are like spoilt children. Ah well, they would get over it sooner or later and besides, a week wasn’t a long time and Sammy could live without coffee. It might even do his health some benefit.

~~0~~

He was mad.

No!

He was fuming!

He was…he was….what was that word Sammy always used?

Pissed! Yeah that was it, Bendy was pissed as all hell. He’d show Joey, he could find plenty to do without sitting with Henry and watch him draw out each careful line of his beloved cartoon. Nope, Bendy wouldn’t miss the soft scratch of pen to pristine paper, or the gentle mutters of the other animators or the lulling hums of Henry as he zoned out.

Nope!

Nu-uh!

Bendy wasn’t gonna miss any of it. In fact it would do him wonderfully to get away from such a dull place. Think of all the pranks he could pull on everyone else! Oh, Joey would regret this decision. Not that Bendy ‘cared’.

Except his plans hadn’t, well, gone according to plan at all.

Wally had caught on to all of Bendy’s pranks and even alerted the rest of the studio to any other of his shenanigans (the gall!), so pranks were swiftly thrown out the window.

Even Alice and Susie wouldn’t put up with him. They had welcomed him into their conversation but the little demon soon lost track or sense of the conversation and after asking the 40th or so question pertaining to “why a guy’s butt looks good in dress pants, compared to overalls”, both women had kicked Bendy out of the conversation. If you asked Bendy, guy’s butts looked better in skirts!

And Lacie and Shawn were no help either. Lacie pretty much kept Bendy at an arm’s length whilst she worked on some mechanical thing and when Bendy had inquired as to what it was she was working on (and god did he ever regret that question) she had shown him a metallic doll that looked like him.

Except it was missing its eyes.

And some of its teeth had fallen out.

Oh and there was oil coming out of its eyes which was not ok?

Bendy had promptly fled the room screaming and hid beneath a stack of dolls.

Another dire mistake because today was filled with those apparently.

Shawn just had to pick him up out of the stack and Shawn just had to stick a needle dangerously close to his eyes. To Bendy’s amusement, Shawn did scream when finding it to be the real him but, you know, having a needle that close to your eye?

That’s not such an amusing thing.

So, Bendy had booked it outside the studio and yes, he was always told never to go outside the studio but the place was beginning to get too stifling and the fresh air and cooling wind felt good. The sky was blue with thick fluffy clouds, like out of a picture book. It was serene. Nice. Bendy inwardly thanked Joey for giving him a reason to go outside. What Bendy failed to know was that for a toon, stepping outside was a death wish.

He didn’t hear their footsteps or their murmured voices, only the flash of a camera and the shocked cries of humans. He didn’t recognise the voices. He didn’t recognise their faces either. Oh but they recognised him for sure.

Bendy had darted back into the studio, the people shouting and causing an uproar now. They banged against the door. His heart fluttered once and then began an uneven beat. Fast and unrelenting. Oh god, what did he do?

With tears welling in his eyes he runs to the one person who could sort out this mess.

Henry.

He knows, he shouldn’t go anywhere near the animation department, the building anxiety of Joeys disappointed features tearing at the young toons heart. Bendy felt as if he would burst.

As he reaches Henry, he’s a crying mess, ink and tears dripping heavily to the floor. No doubt a puddle would form. Henry is instantly on his knees.

“Hey,hey, what’s wrong buddy?” with a soothing tone that has Bendy bawling even more, the other animators coming to see the ruckus.

It hurts. It hurts so much because bendy is crying and sobbing and begging. “Im sorry, im sorry” and “please forgive me Henry” over and over again. His voice goes hoarse and cracks and god, does he feel like he’s gonna burst. There’s too many people and as Henry picks up his shaking form, Bendy burrows his face into his shirt, staining it in tears and ink.

~~0~~

The next day is even worse when the newspapers arrive. A picture of Bendy standing just outside the studio door, a soft and surprised look on his face, on the front page. He cries as Joey stares blankly at the page, eyes widening as he reads each word.

“Drew studios conducting experiments?” one reads.

“Famous star, Bendy, seen outside Drew Studios in freak photo!” another states.

And on and on such titles go, the wonder and mostly horror, at the favoured cartoon being alive.

It was a scandal to be sure.

The studio is silent that day, nobody works.

Henry holds Boris close, as Susie links hands with Alice. The silence a sharp and stabbing pain.

Bendy resigns himself from the chatter but Joey picks him up and holds him close.

“We’ll figure this out” he promises. Bendy cries and hopes that he does.

~~0~~

He’s not sure how many days have passed now.

The newspapers have grown less restive and in response to the heated media, the public takes a stand and protest outside of Drew studios.

It’s horrible and noisy and it’s all his fault.

Bendy doesn’t cry anymore. Just weak shudders and the occasional whimper.

Alice had yelled at him. Screaming. Throwing her hands about in wild gesticulation. Then she had stormed off and Bendy hadn’t seen her since. Susie assured him that she had calmed down but knew that wasn’t the case. Alice would never forgive him. She would hate him forever.

The thought was a punch to the gut.

Intern after intern had been laid off too, seeing as the mobs were getting rowdy and demanding entrance to the studio. Someone had been hurt, a long and nasty gash down their head. Bendy could still smell the blood.

Joey had even taken an interview stating that there were no living toons and such an idea was foolish. Clearly, the public hadn’t believed it.

It was all his fault.

It was all his fault

It was all his fault!

Hisfaulthisfaulthisfaulthi-

Well-toned arms had picked him as impossibly more tears slipped down his broken features, swaying him back and forth and murmuring soft words.

Henry.

Henry was here and standing at his side was Boris and Joey, both looking worried and aged beyond their years. Alice appeared from nowhere and placed a reassuring hand upon Bendy’s quivering self, a small smile telling she had forgiven him.

“Oh, Bendy…” Henry begins, softly, “no more tears, we’ll figure this out, ok?”

“b-but I… I hurt everyone…” Bendy hoarsely whispers, his eyebrows drawn tight and lip quivering.

“Ya certainly caused a mess, imp, but were used ta cleaning up yer messes” Sammy chips in, a smile tugging at his lips.

“I think ya mean I’m more used ta it, I’m the janitor ‘ere” Wally quips as he shrugs past Sammy. Sammy rolls his eyes in response.

“Oh would you two stop! The boy is clearly upset!” Lacie scolds from the end of the hall, her boots thudding as she makes her way to the growing group, Shawn trailing behind.

“We’re in this together” Alice murmurs as she rests her head on Henry’s shoulder.

“A family that works together, sticks together, is what I always say” Joey supplies, hands on his hips in a triumphant manner.

“Since when have you ever said that?” Susie drawls, earning a few snickers.

“W-well, just now!” Joey replies indignantly. Everyone giggles.

A family that sticks together, huh?

Yeah, Bendy had a whole family at his back that loved and cherished him.

Everything would work out in the end.

((OHH IT STARTED OUT REALLY CUTE BUT THEN GOT REALLY SCARY IN THE MIDDLE AND GOT CUTE AGAIN,,,, i love that... thats some Good Stuff. and they’re a family. they’re calling each other family. ohhhhhh my weakness, my biggest weakness-- thank you for the fic!! ; o ;))

BREAKFAST DELIVERY 11

pairing: 2jae

genre: fluff, if you squint there’s angst

word count: 2k

description: the school’s hottest boy im jaebum wants to get a certain boy’s number.  but the first problem is: he’s unhappy and not eating.

status: completed

note: this was originally posted on wakaba’s wattpad @/jaeholics

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Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever. He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind. Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly? Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl. He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy. And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either. Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door. He ripped it open. you got a cute boyfriend there but it looked like he was pushing you away maybe i'll have him for myself i'll catch him by lunch prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat. —revenge His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious. 🍽 Lunch bell. "Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum." "what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say. "I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees. "Maybe he left school early?" "He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink." Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right." Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung. "Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for. "Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket. "You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read. would be a real shame if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble if he fell for the trap and got himself hurt "I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him." Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone. He really was scared for Youngjae. "Have you tried outside?" "No, but good idea. Let's check the field." The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field. "It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily. Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there." "Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple. "Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them. Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second. "Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him. "Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?" The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy. "Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies." "Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath. "Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?" Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for." Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...? To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him. "Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene. Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side. 'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that. "What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away. Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd." Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips. "Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack." "Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well. "Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?" "Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy." Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me." "I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious. "I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined. "Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did. "What do I do? I still don't know." "Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning. "You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too." The two stared at each for a bit. "You're a dumb bum." "Thanks."

"He kinda told me everything." "Ah," Jaebum muttered with his lips puckered around the cup's straw. By his body language, he definitely seemed to want to avoid the topic. Of course, Youngjae didn't care at all. He was digging his way deep into the other's history, eager to know whatever was there. "Was that necessary at all?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Jaebum rubbed the back of his head, his foot tapping against the floor in anxiety. "You’ve got to understand that I was, like, fourteen at the time. I had stupid and impulsive thoughts that led me to trouble." "Still, cookies? for poisoning them?" "Aish—come on. I've been trying to leave that in the past." Youngjae rolled his eyes and quietly drank his cold drink. "I didn't even come here to talk about myself. I wanted to know about what your say is," Jaebum said after gulping down his caffeine, leaning forward. His elbows were rested on his knees and his gaze was staring straight at the other. Youngjae, in return, shifted back and rested against the cushions while crossing his arms. "I won't date you, even if you ask." "What?" his brows squirmed. "Is it because i'm ugly?" Youngjae scoffed loudly, probably to ignore the fact that his cheeks were growing pinker. he turned his face to the side, frowning. "...N-no, but that's not the point." "I'm too scary." "You're not scary." Another sip of his coffee. "I'm a senior and you don't want to date out of your age range." "I'm only a year younger than you. That's not an issue." "Then date me." "No." Jaebum's patience was running out for real. Although he was being playful up to that point, his fuse actually did run short and he slammed the cup onto the tabletop. Youngjae almost jumped in his seat, not expecting that sort of harsh reaction from him. His brows were furrowed and his eyes burned into Youngjae's skin, his jaw shifting around in irritation. "You like the person you know as 'Def Soul' but not me, despite the fact that I am Def Soul? Why? Am I just someone with multiple personalities to you, now? Sometimes I'm nice guy Def Soul, and sometimes I'm asshole Im Jaebum?" he spat out quickly, each word increasing in fury. His eyes widened when noticing how visibly Youngjae shaken was, and he took in deep breaths, attempting to calm himself down. "What i'm trying to say is that—" "—I should love you, Jaebum-hyung, if I love the person I know as 'Def Soul,'" Youngjae finished his sentence for him with a blank look across his face. He seemed as though he was blank-minded, dazedly staring off into space without saying another word. "Are... you okay?" Jaebum leaned even closer, trying to get a good look at his face to see if he really was doing okay. Youngjae seemingly snapped out of whatever weird trance he was in, shaking his head like a puppy. "I don't know what I'm saying anymore." he sipped his smoothie and held his forehead because he got a miniature brain freeze. "I'm just... conflicted because I know I like that 'Def Soul' person, but I don't like you for what you've done to me." "I am him, and I am also Jaebum at the same time. Def Soul is nothing but a name and a disguise I used." "I know," Youngjae replied in an even quieter voice, sounding like he was choking on tears. A sense of déjà vu washed over Jaebum and overwhelmed him, reminding him of what had happened back at school. His hand tightened into a fist when thinking about that pained expression Youngjae had after he was slapped. He didn't want to see it all over again. "Youngjae, I just want you to know that I really do like you. I really was concerned for you when I started noticing that you didn't eat at all during lunch. I truly did take the time to buy all of that just for you, even to cook something like you asked me to." Jaebum gnawed on his lower lip, worried about whether he could even handle saying such heartfelt words to someone who seemed so delicate. "I started all this because I... wanted your number. And that's all. I never imagined any of this would've happened." Youngjae's finger was endlessly tapping against his own arm as he glanced at his feet silently. "I still have to apologize to Jinyoung and to you respectively for hurting both of your feelings," Jaebum sighed as pushed back his hair, "but you've been my first priority because I don't know how to deal with you. To take care of you. But that is exactly what i'm trying to learn how to do. I'm sorry that I ever hurt you. Everything negative that I caused was unintentional, and I'm not expecting forgiveness." A few seconds of silence passed before Youngjae stood from his seat, grabbing his cup. His eyelids almost completely covered his eyes, not allowing the elder to see that he was almost crying again. Jaebum thought about stopping him, but he realized how clingy he must've been getting towards the other and didn't bother doing so. He glanced at the seat across from him, which was now empty, in defeat. Suddenly, Youngjae grabbed Jaebum's collar and pulled him in a swift move, placing his lips onto the other's. They stayed like that for a couple more seconds before Youngjae slowly separated the two, walking away as if nothing had happened. He licked his lips while traveling down the stairs. He didn't really like the taste of coffee that Jaebum's mouth had.

Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever. He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind. Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly? Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl. He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy. And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either. Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door. He ripped it open. you got a cute boyfriend there but it looked like he was pushing you away maybe i'll have him for myself i'll catch him by lunch prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat. —revenge His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious. 🍽 Lunch bell. "Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum." "what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say. "I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees. "Maybe he left school early?" "He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink." Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right." Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung. "Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for. "Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket. "You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read. would be a real shame if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble if he fell for the trap and got himself hurt "I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him." Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone. He really was scared for Youngjae. "Have you tried outside?" "No, but good idea. Let's check the field." The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field. "It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily. Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there." "Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple. "Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them. Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second. "Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him. "Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?" The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy. "Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies." "Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath. "Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?" Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for." Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...? To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him. "Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene. Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side. 'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that. "What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away. Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd." Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips. "Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack." "Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well. "Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?" "Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy." Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me." "I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious. "I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined. "Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did. "What do I do? I still don't know." "Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning. "You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too." The two stared at each for a bit. "You're a dumb bum." "Thanks."