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littlemisskatsuki · 3 years

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Secret Letter’s.

You and Todoroki have been dating for 1 year now..so when he told you “No” about meeting his mom you got pretty sad..

“why shouto!?”

“No Y/N no Is no”

“Fine do whatever you want!”

You slammed his dorm room door

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You decided that you were gonna go meet Todoroki’s mom without him knowing! I know stupid right? will It was the only thing you can do.

You were pretty stubborn so if you wanted to meet her you will!

You heard Todoroki talk about his mom to Deku so you know where to do first!

The hospital

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There you were infront of the hospital..

‘What were you gonna say?!’

‘what will you do will Shouto finds out?!’

‘what If shouto break’s up with because of you dumbass?!’

“can I help you ma’am?”

Said the receptionist infront of you

“Ah! y-yes!”

She gave you a ‘are you okay?’ look

“Umm..I want to see Mrs.Todoroki?”

“Oh! it seems your the second vister today!”

Second vister? someone came before you? maybe It was Todoroki?

“are you her daughter? ma’am?”

“Oh no! I’m her-Umm her...”

The receptionist stared at you waiting for a answer

‘what am I gonna say?!’

“ma’am you don’t have to tell me”

She said as she smiled “Its room 402″

(I don’t know if thats the real number so dont come for me)

“Thank you!”

You said as you left. you were think about what to say but nothing came to mind

“there It Is...”

You said as you looked and the door with the number 402

But next to it was the name of the person inside

[Rei Todoroki]

That’s all you needed!

That’s It!!

You ran out of the blinding With a big smile on your face. you knew what to do!

You were gonna write her a letter telling about yourself! without Todoroki knowing tho! You got to the dorm’s happier then ever! you changed your clothing and sat down on the floor ready to write you letter.

‘Dear Rei Todoroki’

Dear!?

that’s sounds weird!!

She doesn't even know you!

Gosh your so stupid!

“what about hello-”

You were out of your thoughts

*knock*

“The door is open!”

You said as you boyfriend Shouto Todoroki came in your room

You were still mad at him a bit so you decided you were gonna ignore him

“Love?”

You turned your head around so you don’t face him. you didn’t want him to notice the letter in your hand so you put It in your notebook.

“are you still mad at me?”

Said Todoroki as he sat down next to you

you turned around and faced him you gave him your maddest face ever!

but he was too cute for that so you said

“whatever”

and turned back to your notebooks and homework he just signed putting hes hand on top of your’s

“I’m sorry..will you forgive me Y/N?”

“why don’t you want me to meet her?”

You said as you turned to face him

“It’s just that...I don’t think your ready to meet my family”

“sounds more like “you” to me”

You said

“can you wait for me Y/N?”

“wait for you?”

“yes. To be ready”

You knew a little about his past so you didn’t wanna add more stress on It

“Fineeeeee I will wait for you”

“Thank yo-”

“Only this time okay?”

You said as you gave him one of your smiles as he did the same

“can I kiss you?”

“I’m you girlfriend for a reason you know”

You said as you pressed you lips against his. his lips were so soft and sweet

but It ended faster then you wanted It to

“Did you finish you homework love?”

He said as he looked at you with he’s pretty boy eye’s

“Nope!”

He chuckled

“will need help with It?”

“Noo I need help with something different tho!”

“hm?”

“How do you start a letter?”

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Hello there! This Is my first time writing a fanfic and posting It so If there’s any mistakes forgive me!!

Oh ya should I do a part 2??

Anyway

Stay safe and don’t go out If not needed!

Baii!

#writing #writer #bnha x reader #bnha oc #bnha todoroki #todoroki shouto #bnha shoto todoroki #rei todoroki #todoroki shōto #todoroki x reader

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feverwritingandtextposts · 4 years

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Break (Metal Bat x Reader)

Pairing: Metal Bat x Reader Summary: Your exams are coming up, so you decide to help Badd study. Badd has other plans though.

Read it on AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24584905

I was in the mood for metal bat fluff so this is just really pointless fluff ajddsjsa. Reader is a fellow classmate.

The morning light shines in through the room’s singular window, illuminating the room with the refreshing ardour that only good weather can bring. At this time of day, the public library was blissfully empty and quiet, a welcome respite from your usual hectic days. But the tiny study room you and Badd were sandwiched in was hardly soundproof, and even within its walls you can hear the cheers and wailing of kids running about their day outside.

Out of the corner of his eye, Badd watched the kids chase each other cheerfully, feeling more restless with each passing moment. He turned to you, fully engrossed in your practice sheet, and completely ignoring him. This was not how he expected his weekend to go.

Badd threw down his pen, impatient.

“Let's take a break,” he grumbled, sending you a mildly pleading side eye.

You didn't bother to look up at him.

“Badd,” you reasoned, pen not stopping its avance on the page, “its only been 15 minutes.”

Badd groaned, leaning back on his chair, tottering precariously on its back legs. “It's been 25 fuckin minutes, babe c’mon.”

You turned to face him, raising an incredulous eyebrow. “Did you really keep track?”

“Yeah?”

Rolling your eyes, you turned away with a shake of your head, resuming your work.

“(Y/N),” Badd whined leaning in close to you. “Its a Saturday. Why are we at a library on a Saturday? We could’ve just gone to the mall, or the movies, or-”

“We’re here,” you interrupt him, putting your pen down with a sigh, “because the end of the year exams are coming up and we need to study.” You cast him a meaningful glance. He especially needs to study.

Badd pouts, lower lip jutting out petulantly. On such a stern face, it really shouldn't be as cute as Badd makes it. Damn him.

“But we never get any time together. We should be spending our weekends having fun!” he pleads, casting you his best approximation of puppy dog eyes that you’re sure he learnt from Zenko. He leans in a bit closer for effect, eyebrows upturned and lower lip wobbling. You squirm, feeling your weak self restraint already crumbling.

“Fineeeeee,” you sigh, resisting the urge to smile at Badd’s instant ecstatic grin. “On one condition.”

Badd’s smile disappeared. “What…?” he asks, hesitantly.

“We finish this practice paper first, and then we can have the break.”

Badd eyed the worksheet in front of him warily. “And what are we gonna do for our break?”

You tilted your head at him, confused by the question. He was the one who brought up the break in the first place. “I dunno? Anything you want I guess.”

That was apparently the wrong thing to say. Badd’s smile turns sly at your words, fixing you with a roguish lopsided grin that sparks butterflies in your stomach. “Anything I want?” he grins, voice dropping an octave lower suggestively.

You snort, trying to ignore your own blushing cheeks and hoping he didn't notice (he did). “Just start your work Badd.”

“Yes ma’am,” Badd snickers, looking more refreshed than before after teasing you.

You watch him scratch his pen on the paper, smiling to himself. You squirm in your seat, your embarrassed blush still etched on your face. Just what was Badd even planning to do during his ‘break’? His enthusiasm now is making you rethink your decisions. Not like you would mind doing… things. But here? In the library? The public library? He wouldn’t. Would he?

Even as Badd’s eyes remained trained on his paper, his smirk grew wider, as if he could sense your inner turmoil. Or maybe he could just hear you fidget. “Better start writing, Miss Honour Student,” Badd teased, turning his head a fraction to peer at you. “I’m gonna finish before you if ya keep staring.”

Your eyes narrowed at the challenge, despite your flush at being caught looking. “As if!” you snap, turning back to your worksheet, lips quirking at the sound of Badd’s responding laugh.

You managed a few more of your comprehension questions before your mind started to wander once more. It really wasn’t your fault that the thought of Badd’s hands on you was just so intoxicating…

Your steamy daydreams were cut off abruptly by Badd’s heavy hand descending on your shoulder. You freeze up under the sudden contact, shocked at your own lack of concentration. Badd leans in with a low hum, his hot breath ghosting over the shell of your ear, making you shudder.

“What? You’re still not done?” he asks, sounding dejected as he peers at your work over your shoulder. Reaching over and involuntarily caging you in his arms, he flips over the page you’re working on. In spite of yourself, you feel your body lean back a little into his warmth. He grumbles behind you, seeing that you still have a page left to complete.

“Man, even I’M already done,” he groans, flopping back into his seat beside you. The sudden loss of contact makes you feel cold, but you keep your face straight.

Not quite believing him, you hold out your hand for his paper. There’s no way he’s done. It hasn’t even been that long.

You scanned through the paper quickly, blinking rapidly with each word you read. Beside you, Badd watches on seriously, head propped up on his clasped hands, elbows resting on his knees.

Its… True that he’d finished the paper… But it’d be a stretch to say that he’d finished it correctly. You sighed inwardly. Reaching, over for a pencil, you scratched out his errors quickly before tossing the worksheet back to him with a flourish.

“... Does it matter? I mean, its done.”

“Yes,” you sighed, levelling him with a look, “it matters. You’re just going to end up learning the wrong thing if you don’t correct your mistakes.”

Badd groaned, but turned back to his work obediently to do as you told him, pouting the entire time. You hid your amused smile behind your hand before turning back to your own work. Badd was doing his best, so you had to too! No more distractions!

Psyching yourself up, you dove back into your work with increased feror, blind to Badd peeking your way.

You were just finishing up your sentence when you felt your boyfriend’s hands snake onto your shoulders, gently rubbing your soft flesh through your shirt. You didn’t even realise he had gotten up to stand behind you.

“Uh,” you drawl, pausing your writing in confusion. “Badd, what are you doing?”

“Helpin’ ya,” Badd supplied cheerfully, not pausing his massage. At your lack of response he leans in closer, peering down at you with a smirk. “You were working so hard, thought I’d give you a hand.”

You looked up, meeting his burning dark eyes. “I don’t know how a massage is going to-” your breath hitched as Badd’s strong, firm fingers carefully worked out the tense knot in your shoulders. “You know what? Keep going.”

Badd snorted, warm hands continuing their ministrations. “Knew you’d like it.”

You hummed, picking up your pen and continuing with your work. Or so you would like to, but the feeling of Badd’s hands on you, and how his calloused fingers have started to creep onto the sensitive spots on your neck and collarbone, have wiped all thoughts of studying from your mind.

“Badd…” you mumbled, blush rising under his intense stare. “I think that’s enough now. I can’t concentrate.”

“Hm?” Badd grunted, fingers now thumbing confidently over your collarbone, dipping past the neckline of your shirt. “Why’s that?” he asks innocently, although the amused smirk pulling at his lips says otherwise.

You narrowed your eyes. This asshole knew exactly what he was doing to you.

At your pointed look Badd chuckles, his voice low and gravelly enough to spark a rush of heat through your body. “Well,” he drawls, leaning in, “if you can’t concentrate now, maybe you need a break?”

Groaning in defeat, you reach up, catching his large hands in your own. Badd smiles excitedly, sensing his win in sight.

“Fine,” you chuckle, “let's take that break.”

Badd’s smile breaks into an ear splitting grin. Reaching forward to envelop you in a tight hug, he lets out a victorious whoop, making you laugh at his volume.

“Shh!” you insist, patting his bicep, “the librarian will hear you!”

Badd laughs, unbothered, turning his face to nuzzle your cheek. “Fuck them, let em hear.”

You rolled your eyes. “And if they chase us out?”

“Well damn,” Badd says, eyes dancing with mischief, “guess we can’t study for a while then.”

“Badd.”

He laughs again, louder than before, and its so infectious you can’t help but join in. The two of you stay that way for a while, Badd leaning over you, wrapping you comfortably in his arms, just enjoying each other’s presence.

“Alright,” Badd starts, voice a low grumble in your ear. “Let’s get that break started eh?”

You flush at the implications of his words, turning to gaze at him through your eyelashes. Releasing you, Badd takes a step back to his seat, and you lean forward to throw yourself back into his arms only to pause awkwardly, arms extended, when you realise that he grabbed his backpack.

“Uh, Badd?” you ask gently, wholly confused. “What are you doing?”

Badd raised an eyebrow at you quizzically. “Leaving?” he waves a hand at you quickly. “C’mon man pack your shit, lets go.”

“Wha-” you start, still confused even as Badd reaches over and starts helping you pack your stuff. “Go where?”

“Out, duh,” he heaves your bag onto his shoulder along with his own as you sit there, gaping at him. “The weather’s great today man, let's go to the mall or something.”

“What!” you exclaimed, face reddening in annoyance or embarrassment you couldn’t tell. “Weren’t you gonna… Weren’t we gonna…?”

“Hm?” Badd hums, one hand already on the door, turning back to look at you with a look of such genuine confusion that you nearly believe him. Nearly. “Gonna what?”

“Gonna… You know!”

“Know what?”

“You- Badd!” you splutter, blush fully threatening to burn off your cheeks as your tease of a boyfriend finally breaks out in laughter.

“Hmm (Y/N),” Badd snickers, leaning in close to you, one hand reaching to brush the hair out of your face, “what kind of break were you thinking of eh?”

You fume quietly, glaring at him, not quite realising that the blush on your face was making you a lot less intimidating than you thought.

“You’re terrible,” you mutter, torn between annoyance and amusement at the situation.

Badd chuckles, moving to give you a soft comforting peck on the lips, his lips quirking up into a smirk against your own as he feels you kiss him back quickly.

“Well, now that you mention it, maybe we should move our break to your place instead hm?”

#metal bat #badd #opm #opm x reader #metal bat x reader #badd x reader #i was tryna finish tuition but then the idea to write this nonsense instead struck me like a comet

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foryouthegays · 4 years

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rendog is afraid of horse lips: a transcript

Ok everyone! Time to transcribe Ren being afraid of horse lips. This is on his July 1st stream (today), titled “Minecraft & Chill [Hermitcraft Vanilla Server]” on his Twitch account, rendogtv. This starts at 2:54:40, and ends at 3:05:15. this took me a solid hour to do. please give it some love.

Here’s a link to the stream, already at the time it starts: https://www.twitch.tv/videos/667092785?t=02h54m41s Starts under cut (if I can get the cut to work on Tumblr,,)

Yo Cordinho (twitch user Cordinho88) with 100 bitties, thank you dude! [reading donation] “four years ago you told me you were most scared of horse lips, [laughing] is this still the case?” yes. Yes, there's not much in uh, in life that scares me, my dudes, ok? Ya know? I’m a pretty tough guy, I’ve been through a lot of things in my life, survived a lot of things, gotten through a lot of things, [pauses] ya know? I mean, I’m an immigrant, I immigrated, I struggled, I bled, I’ve done a whole bunch of things in my life, there's, there's not a lot of things that scare me, but uh [pauses game to go search “HORSE LIPS” in Safari] there is, there is one thing that scares me, in uh, in life, ok? [types] there's one thing that terrifies me.

And uh, yeah, this is a great example, this is a fantastic example of what I’m talking about, right here, let me just zoom in on that, here we go [pulls a google search of HORSE LIPS, focused on a picture of a light brown horse pushing out its lips] horse lips. Horse lips scare the living bagingle out of me, my dudes. Ok? They are horrifying, terrifying. I can’t even look at this [the picture of the horse lips], this is traumatizing, I can’t look at them lips [takes tab out of screen, continues playing Minecraft]. And uh, and look, let me tell you why!

When I was a young child, my mum took me to a horse farm, or like a, uh, a ranch, or whatever, ya know, I don’t know what they’re called. And um, at the time, my mum wanted me to meet, I don't know, maybe I was like, twelve, [pause] right? My mum wanted me to meet, to uh start socializing more with uh, with girls, m’kay? And uh, she, uh, one of her friends had a, uh, a daughter my age, who uh, was into horses. And they, they had like uh, a horse ranch or whatever, um, I think it was their family business, you know, they had, like, horses or whatever, and so, one afternoon we went over to, uh, the horse farm, and my mum didn’t tell me that I was going to meet the girl, right? Like my mum was sneaky that way, she was sneaky! She didn’t tell me that there was going to be a girl involved, ya know? She was like, “oh, we’re going to go and visit my friend,” and I was like, “oh, I don’t want to go, ya know? I wanna play video games,” and she's like “no, you gotta come, we’re gonna go visit my friend, and uh, it's gonna be fun. You have to go, it's compulsory,” and I was like, “ok, fine” and [soft laugh] we went to this horse farm, and uh, lo and behold, there was this girl!

And, my dudes, listen, I’m, ya know, this girl was [sing song-y voice] fineeeeee, damn! I mean, at- at that age I hadn’t, I don't even think I had spoken to a girl, so, ya know, I was already like, completely, [laughs] completely lost as to what to do or what to say. All I can remember, though, is that, ya know, she was very pretty, and I was like, “ok, awesome,” [laughs], I was digging it, ya know?, I was like, “yeah, this is, this is great, it’s gonna go great.”

Anyway, she was like, uh, like a horse girl, ya know? Like, she was into horses and whatnot, obviously, uh, she had like three horses, they were like uh, a really wealthy family, and um, at one point, like, the mums were, you know, they were like, “we’ve got to get the kids to go and hang out together, like, you know, talk to each other and stuff,” so, uh, her mother was like, “hey! Why don’t you go show him your horses?” And, you know, [stutters] a perfectly innocent suggestion, and at the time, it seemed like a good idea.

So, the girl and I awkwardly went over to the stables, while the parents stayed, uh, you know, in the main house, drinking tea and watching on, vicariously, as we, we pranced down to the, uh, stables!, if you will excuse the equestrian pun, I do have a BA in English Literature after all [pauses].

Anyway, we got to the, uh the stables, and the horses were like, in the, their, uh, their cage, well, its not a cage, like, uh, what do you call it? [laughs] um, it’s not a cage, it's like a, uh, enclosure? I guess?, and you know, they can put their heads through like, like over the fence, and you can feed them apples and whatnot, right?

And you know, we were just chatting, and whatnot, and we seemed to be getting along pretty, pretty good, I think? I think things were going pretty well, [louder and faster] until she suggested that I feed the fricken horse. I’ve never fed a horse before, and I dunno if you guys have ever seen a horse in real life, but when you’re like, twelve years old, a horse is massive [pause], ok? When you’re twelve, you can pretty much stand under a horse, [pause] ok? Uh, its a beast. It is a giant beast with massive lips, an, and massive teeth, [pause] m’kay? And, that horse was eyeballing me, my dudes.

Listen. I’ve never been eyeballed by a horse before, until that day. And I’ve never seen a horse eyeball a human before either. I thought horses and humans were supposed to be friends. That horse was eyeballing me, lookin’ me up and down like I’ve never seen, my dudes. I walk into that stable and that horse was like, “yo, back up, back up, whatchu comin’ in here for, whatchu comin’ in here for, boy! [scoffs/ laughs] don’tchu be touchin my girl, now,” ya know what I’m saying? Like, that horse knew I was up to no good. That horse knew that I was, uh, ya know, and at this stage I was thinking, woah, maybe there's an opportunity for a kiss here, ya know what im sayin, [kiss noises], a little uh, a little peck, so I’m, you know, I’m uh [stutters] I’m not gonna blame the horse, the horse knew, I had ulterior motives, the horse was onto me, and he was not happy, and them lips man, them lips were quivering, [laughs]

Anyway, I’d never fed a horse before, [laughs] and of course, the way that you feed a h, a horse, is you put the food on like, the palm of your hand, you gotta hold your hand real flat, and then it uses its lips to like, chomp off the food off your, your palm, ya know? Like [weird chewing noises], like them lips go crazy!, they’re like, you know, they eat the food off your—and the reason you gotta keep your hand flat is if you don't, the thing is gonna bite your fricken fingers off!, [quieter and slower] listen, I’m not gonna go feeding an animal, no matter how cute, it is, if it can potentially bite my fingers off, [pauses], alright? There's no need for it! There is no need, to feed, another living creature, who can bite your fingers off, ok? It doesn’t make any sense.

Anyway, obviously, wanting to impress the girl, and you know, mayb— potentially, [kiss noise] get a little smooch action goin, ya know? Like, I wanted to uh, you know, I was like, ok, I’ll feed the fricken horse, and she showed me how to do it, ya know, like, she flattened her hand real flat, and the horse like, chomped on the uh, you know, some kind of, uh, cut up carrots or something, out of, out of her hand, [louder] and now its my turn to feed the fricken horse, put the ca, carrots on my hand, I'm so scared I’m shaken’, and this horse has been eyeball’n me, my dudes, let me tell you, that horse had fire in its eyes, it was not happy, that I was messin with its girl, okay? And when I put my hand up to that horse, them lips went cray cray, and I'm pretty sure, to this day, that horse was tryin’a chomp my fingers off, I’m telllin’ ya, he wasn’t just lippin up the carrots, he was goin, he was goin ham, he was goin for it, and I may or may not have done a little, like, v, very um, unmanly [uah! Scream noise] as the horses lips went for my fingers, and I dropped the carrots, and it was in that moment, that the girl realized that I would never be a horse person [pause] and thus! No kiss was ever received, or did I ever see or speak to the girl again.

Also! Hate horse lips now, ok? I hate them, I’m terrified of them, I could go the rest of my life without ever seeing another horse lip ever again, and I’d be a perfectly happy human being, there ain’t no need for them lips, and there definitely ain’t no need to be feeding a creature [pause] who can bite your fricken fingers off, ok? I’m just putting it out there, my dudes. [pause, laugh] and so yes, that is, uh, that’s the story of why I don’t like horse lips [laughs, pauses] [laughing] oh, goodness gracious, what a ridiculous, what have we been talking about tonight, guys, we’ve lost our marbles in tonight's stream I think, things have gotten out of hand around here.

#ris talks #rendog #ren #pls give this love it took forever #its a DIRECT transcript of what he says #like #down to the pauses #it was PAINFUL #1696 words if yall were wondering #god i would die for ren

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hetacon · 4 years

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The Depths I Would Go To

Word Count: 3,500

Pairings: Prinxiety, Background Logicality

Warning: Swearing, joking threats of murder, social commentary on homophobia (as well as light transphobia), alcohol consumption and drunk shenanigans, crying, faking one’s death, light sexual jokes, kissing and all that gushy stuff

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Summary: He knew he was stuck. He definitely was deeply in love, as if his very being had always been destined to belong under Virgil’s complete control.

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A silvery song shifted Roman’s attention to one of the caves bordering the ocean as he walked along the cliffsides.

He couldn’t help himself from walking towards it and climbing down the side of the cliffs to drop down into the cave that held the source.

He heard a gasp, two frantic splashes, and a sigh.

“Great, you scared them, Roman, you idiot,” he muttered to himself.

“They’re always jumpy,” the owner of the song called out.

“And you aren’t?”

“I could easily kill you if I so wished and even if I can’t, I would be useless to you, no matter how much you think I would be worth the trouble.”

“And what makes you so sure?” Roman asked, walking further into the cave, starting to see a soft glow coming from deep in the pool. He kneeled down by the pool of water, staring at the figure.

“So sure that I’m of no value? Well, look at me, tell me if I pose any benefit,” the voice laughed and a bioluminescent mermaid rose back up from the water, blinking up at Roman.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

“You’re beautiful,” Roman muttered out, noticing as the mermaid’s cheeks lit up. Roman cracked a smile at that. “I’m Roman.”

“Virgil,” the mermaid muttered.

Roman held out his hand and Virgil hissed, his pupils dilating, spikes thrusting out from his spine in a quick second.

“Woah Jesus, it’s a handshake!!” Roman yelled out and Virgil’s expressions softened.

“That is a declaration of war. Clearly you have no knowledge of mermaids,” Virgil huffed, taking a deep breath as the spikes were hidden away once again. “You’re more stupid than I thought,” he mused, smirking even more as Roman pouted.

“Well then how can I not be stupid if you’re clearly more intelligent than I?” Roman asked, leaning against the wall lining the pool of water.

“Meet me here tomorrow night. Come alone or I can’t ensure I’ll let you make it out alive.”

Roman nodded and smiled, watching as the glowing creature splashed into the water.

As promised, Roman came alone the following night, holding out a lantern as he squinted in the fog. He heard the faint sounds of the song again and ducked into the cave, blowing out the lantern as soon as he saw Virgil’s glow.

“You know, that’s a pretty song you’re singing,” he spoke up and prominently heard a huff soon after. He chuckled as he sat next to the pool.

“What is it with you and flattering me? Aren’t there societal rules against that in the human world?”

“Mm? What do you mean?” Roman asked, resting his chin on his hand.

Virgil started to swim lazy circles around the pool. “You know, about how those of the same gender cannot compliment one another? I mean, you aren’t even allowed to have courtships with anyone but your opposites, or at least, those perceived to be. It’s all a bit stupid if you think about it.”

“Well, people court to produce offspring.”

“Can’t anyone do that?”

Roman raised an eyebrow. “Not humans, no. Why? Can you do that?”

“Yes, it works regardless of gender,” Virgil nodded, looking up at Roman who was nodding along.

“What else can you tell me?”

“What would you like to know?”

That sparked hours of conversation and the two were content to stay there. Roman was listening intently to a lesson on greeting etiquette currently and was nodding along.

“So handshakes are a declaration of war because of the webbing?” Roman asked, in the middle of an explanation.

Virgil nodded. “Yeah, it’s basically like saying you’re going to rip the webbing off their hand, which is part of our bodies. So it would hurt,” he mused with a roll of his eyes, a slight smile tugging at his lips.

“No, really? Never would’ve guessed!” Roman joked, flinging his arms out dramatically, smiling proudly as Virgil let out a snort.

“Do you ever do anything that’s not royally embarrassing or dramatic?” Virgil asked.

“Well I am royalty after all, why wouldn’t I do everything royally?” Roman replied back, strolling away from the pool of water casually.

“Woah woah woah, your snootiness, get your butt back here!”

“Hm? Yes?” Roman hummed out, turning back around.

“The hell do you mean you’re royalty and then turn away like this conversation is over!?” Virgil yelled, slapping his hands down into the water around him.

“It’s not a big deal, I’m definitely more interested in your life than you should be of mine.”

Virgil raised an eyebrow at Roman who sat back down in front of him.

They both kind of stared at each other for a moment.

“Well?” Virgil asked.

“What?” Roman questioned back with a teasing smile.

“Spill!”

Roman couldn’t help but laugh at his impatience and started telling Virgil the most interesting parts. Eventually though, the cave started to brighten up slowly but surely and Virgil saw the sun start to peek out from over the horizon. Roman glanced back too and sighed, getting up.

“I suppose it’s time for me to take my leave then, wouldn’t you say?” Roman asked, looking down to Virgil whom only nodded, casting his gaze down.

The prince waited for his aquatic companion to say anything but when he wasn’t given something to reply to, he nodded to himself and started to exit the cave.

“Will you come back soon?”

He turned back to see Virgil giving him the most hopeful little puppy face he’d ever seen and a grin spread across his own face.

“As you wish, my scaly one,” he hummed, bowing. He noticed that Virgil visibly lit up at his answer and decided not to comment on his cheeks shining brighter than the rest of him in that moment.

Months passed by and Roman would spend a large majority of his nights out in the caves. He learned lots of things about the world Virgil came from, about Virgil himself too. He got to meet Virgil’s friends at one point, Logan and Patton. They were nice but Roman definitely loved Virgil the most of the group.

Virgil was absolutely gorgeous, Roman knew that, but something just drew him to the mermaid beyond that. His voice was something completely enchanting all on its own. He learned fairly early on that Virgil was a siren and yet Virgil never demonstrated that ability, even when they met. He just liked to sing but to Roman, that voice was purely magic all on its own. He knew he was stuck. He definitely was deeply in love, as if his very being had always been destined to belong under Virgil’s complete control.

It was only a matter of time before Virgil found out about Roman’s affections and it so happened to be because of a huge celebration that the kingdom held in the early part of May.

Normally the climb down to the cave was an easy feat as Roman has mastered it months ago. However, he had scraped up his hands as he stumbled down the rocky surface, before he finally reached the entrance. Humming echoed around the cave walls and Roman giggled, hurrying over.

“Virgil!” he called out loudly, laughing as the mermaid in question was startled, spikes coming out from his spine in a split second before they settled down at the realization.

“Roman, Jesus Christ, you can’t just scare me like that,” he grumbled, turning around. He jumped a little as Roman was nose to nose with him, the prince grinning from ear to ear. “What’s up?”

“I just missed you so much and you’re..” Roman trailed off, staring into Virgil’s eyes. He giggled to himself before continuing on a completely different subject. “Your eyes are two different colors, they’re magnificent. Everything about you is magnificent~”

Virgil looked at him weirdly for a moment.

“Oh my god, are you drunk?”

“Maybe a teeny bit but it’s ok because I’m allowed to! Everyone is allowed to! Do you want me to get you some? I can go get you some, I might be a while though! Man, climbing down the cliff is hard, how do I do it every day?” he babbled to himself.

“Roman, calm down, you’re not even speaking coherently,” Virgil muttered, turning around to start swimming around the pool.

Roman panicked and tried to follow after Virgil. The next thing Virgil knew, there was a loud splash behind him and Roman had fallen in.

“Shit!”

Virgil was quick in yanking Roman up for him to breath, sighing in relief that Roman was still awake, blinking in utter bewilderment at him before smiling. Virgil stared back with wide eyes as Roman leaned in close, Roman’s lips inches away from his and Roman’s face illuminated with purple light as Virgil’s cheeks grew hot.

“Absolutely gorgeous, it’s so beautiful when you blush just for me,” Roman muttered out softly, his eyes looking down to Virgil’s lips. “So wonderful and stunning. I’ve been wanting to kiss you since I first laid my eyes on you. I want to kiss you Virgil, I want to kiss those pretty little lips of yours~”

Virgil barely managed to resist, knowing Roman was too drunk right now to know what he was really doing. Even if Virgil did want to give in and close the distance, he wanted Roman to be present and alert.

“You know, sometimes I wonder if I could date you. I would bring you flowers and food and lots of pretty things I find that remind me of you because you deserve a good boyfriend. Or girlfriend. You can call me a girl if you want, I can be a girlfriend too!”

Virgil laughed, shushing him. “Shh sh, calm down. I love you as a man, you’re fine.”

“You love me? Oooooo, you love me, that’s so embarrassing!” Roman cooed out.

“Yeah, I love you Roman. You won’t even remember this but I do love you,” Virgil said with a soft smile.

“Can I kiss you?”

“If you remember when you wake up, you may kiss me Roman,” Virgil sighed out, rolling his eyes.

“Mmmmmmm... Ok, fineeeeee,” Roman whined out. And with that, Roman was out like a light.

Very early the next morning, just as the sun was starting to rise, Roman jolted up to see the cave surrounding him as he laid next to the pool. He looked around to see his cloak draped over his body, the rest of his clothing and his hair still damp though. He heard water moving around in the pool and he was face to face with Virgil.

“Hey,” he whispered quietly to the mermaid into front of him.

“Hey,” said mermaid whispered back.

Roman scooted over, looking down at Virgil. Virgil looked back before Roman put two fingers under Virgil’s chin, lifting him up to lock their lips firmly together. Virgil was quick to melt into the brief kiss, only to jump as Roman had fallen in once again.

Virgil laughed loudly as Roman breached the surface, only calming down as Roman pulled Virgil close once more, kissing him again. Virgil didn’t think there’d ever be a time where he wouldn’t melt, tangling his hands into Roman’s hair as pinks and oranges lit up the cave, Roman deepening the kiss.

It was only a few weeks after they kissed for the first time that Roman was sitting by the cave, just watching Virgil swim around and talking to his hearts content. He was currently recounting a story of how Patton got stung by a jellyfish that Roman was only half following.

“I mean, he was in pain but I did warn him about it. Logan was glaring at me the entire time, it was kinda funny you know?” Virgil chuckled. When he didn’t hear anything, he stopped swimming and looked over to see Roman staring blankly at his hands. He swam over to the edge of the pool and hoisted himself up, his head resting on his shoulder. “Ro?” he asked gently.

Roman snapped back to attention. “Ah, sorry, jellyfish, Patton, funny, continue!” he laughed awkwardly, quirking a faked grin.

“Roman, I may not be that gushy but you know you can tell me if something’s going on, right?” Virgil sighed, frowning.

With a light, tired huff, Roman scooted over to be in front of his significant other. He reached out, cupping Virgil’s cheek with his hand, watching as the mermaid melted into it with a warm smile.

“I’ve been set up for an arranged marriage, Vee,” he admitted, noticing the shock in the mermaid’s eyes as Virgil looked up to him.

“How come?”

“An alliance with another kingdom. They have a princess of eligible standing that’s around my age and so they... my parents want to marry me off within a month. They told me this morning. I just..” Roman paused, closing his eyes. “I don’t know what to do,” he whispered out, tears slipping down his cheeks as he looked Virgil in the eye.

“Hey hey, it’s gonna be fine ok?” Virgil told him, pulling the prince down for a kiss. Roman sighed into it, kissing back softly. “We’ll figure something out, I promise.”

“I want to be with you and yet I cannot bring myself to put you in harm’s way by revealing my affections for you. I certainly can’t seeing as they’d accuse me of being sinful, just for loving a man such as myself. And if they knew of you, gosh, you’d probably be captured and sold on the spot and I just-! I couldn’t-! Oh gosh, Virgil, they can’t take you away from me!” Roman sobbed out, hugging on to Virgil tightly.

For a while, Virgil just held on to Roman, carding his hand through the prince’s hair as Roman continued to cry. Once he had stopped though, Virgil requested that Roman lift him up and soon he was seated in Roman’s lap. He did his best to wipe away the tears.

“You’re the most precious of things to me, I cannot part from you, Virgil...” Roman muttered, kissing the mermaid’s hair.

“What if... What if you part with the rest of the precious things you have?”

Roman sniffled and looked over. “What do you mean?”

“Would you be willing to leave the castle to stay with me?” Virgil asked him.

“Yes, of course but how could I..?”

“Fake your death.”

“What?”

Virgil smiled. “Fake your own death. We’ll figure out a day, make plans for when to meet, and once that day comes, you come here and jump into the ocean. I’ll meet you and once anyone who’d follow you has left, presuming you’re dead, I turn you into a mermaid like me. You can live with me, I’ll get Patton and Logan to help, and you get to stay with me,” he explained, kissing Roman’s cheek.

Roman thought for a moment. “You can really do that?”

“Mhm, you just have to be sure that’s what you’d want to do.”

“Why? Does the transformation only work if it’s what my heart truly desires?”

“What? No! I’m not gonna turn you into a mermaid if I don’t have your total confidence that that’s what you want you chucklehead!” Virgil scolded and dipped his tail into the pool, flicking it up to soak Roman in water.

Roman coughed and spit water into Virgil’s face. “Rude,” he huffed, glaring at his boyfriend.

Virgil merely laughed.

A date had been set, everything was all figured out, Roman knew that. But he was worried about this meeting. A few days before this was going to happen, Patton requested that Roman meet with him and Logan. He walked through the caves, seeing the two mermaids waiting patiently for him, the only glow coming from a sea lantern Logan was holding in his hands.

“Patton, Logan,” Roman said with a nod, sitting at the edge of the pool in front of them.

Patton went over and held out his hands, nodding back when Roman put his hands in Patton’s own. “Roman, I assume you know what I wanted to talk to you about?” he asked gently, looking up at the prince.

“I assume it’s about me faking my death to be with Virgil,” he said calmly, looking back down to Patton.

“Yes. I trust you but I need to make sure you know just what you’re doing. You can’t return home after this and you can’t break Virgil’s heart if you’re not completely sure about this decision. He’s precious and oh so special to me and Lo, I don’t want a human to be his undoing. We already have a hard enough time trusting them and this could hurt him badly,” Patton told him sternly.

“I know Pat, I promise you that I’m sure about this. I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t love Virgil with all my heart. He has mine for all eternity and I want to be with him more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life.”

Patton nodded. “Good, I’m glad to hear that. And if you ever break that promise, you will be receiving a handshake from me within seconds,” he growled, yanking Roman down to look him in the eye.

“Yes Patton, I will willingly take your hand should I destroy Virgil’s trust in me. You have my word,” Roman responded in a level tone and Patton squealed happily, hugging Roman tight.

“Alright alright, now that that’s taken care of,” Patton hummed, pulling back. “You said you had something important to tell Roman, right Lo?” he asked, looking back to his partner.

Logan nodded. “Use protection, Virgil would freak out about having guppies,” he said flatly.

“Logan!!!” Patton hissed.

Logan only smiled slightly to himself, amused as Roman laughed heartily.

The day finally came.

This was happening.

Roman wasn’t exactly having doubts, he never would. This was just a lot to process at the moment. His entire life was going to change as soon as Virgil turned him. Logan and Patton were on standby should anything happen and he saw Virgil off in the distance.

This was happening.

He walked over to the cliffside to look out over the ocean.

“Your highness, be careful of the edge,” one of his guards warned and Roman turned to the two guards with a smile, nodding.

Roman was hesitating. The idea was terrifying. He knelt down to look down at the waters, dangerously close to the ledge.

Do it.

Just do it, Roman, it’ll be ok.

He looked over to see Virgil who had moved over to just about where he’d be falling in and saw the worried expression of his boyfriend. Roman nodded to reaffirm him that he was still going to do it and as soon as Virgil smiled brightly, Roman knew this was it. His love was waiting for him and all fear left his mind at that one gut-twisting smile.

He fell over, letting out a loud shriek just as planned. He smiled as soon as he plunged into the waters.

Everything happened at once really. One of the guards tried to come after him which took a bit due to needing to take off the armor, at which point, Roman had already started to sink down into the water. Just as soon as his guard hit the surface of the water, Virgil was grabbing onto him, hissing loudly at the guard. Roman started to kick and struggle against Virgil’s hold as he was dragged down faster. He heard Virgil start to sing and he felt his lungs burning. His guard resurfaced for air but Virgil had taken him well away by the time the guard got back underwater.

Virgil swam up above Roman and smiled that warm perfect little smile again. Roman felt alright as Virgil’s lips were on his and he tangled a hand in Virgil’s hair, deepening the kiss.

The pain went away from his lungs as gills grew on the sides of his neck and at his hips. Webbing grew between his fingers. Before he knew it, a solid tail replaced his legs and he ripped off his torn clothes, now fully transformed just as Virgil, Patton, and Logan.

Virgil pulled away with a grin but kept his nose nuzzled to Roman’s.

“Welcome home Roman,” he breathed out gently.

“It’s good to finally be home,” Roman said with a smile, dipping Virgil down for another kiss.

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A/N: I spent way too long on this. Please let me know what you think. This took entirely too long-

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Baby, You’re A Rich Man XII

Chapter: 12/28

Rating: T

Summary: Ringo could never understand why that group of three boys made him feel so uncomfortable, or why the way George looked at him sent him into a panic. After a chance encounter Ringo discovers the truth and has no clue what to do with the information.

Tags: AU - Gangsters, Slow Burn, Smut, Eventual Romance, Violence, Angst

Pairings: George Harrison/Ringo Starr, John Lennon/Paul McCartney

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The drive to the wedding was fairly scenic, it was about a half an hour drive out of the city to a large house - mansion was more like it - in the country. The streets were lined with cars and masses of people were walking up the long drive. Ringo began to feel a little intimidated as George parked the car and he let out a heavy sigh, but made sure to smile when he looked over at George.

They had spoken for the majority of the journey about nothing in particular. George had turned the radio on quietly and began singing along to one of the songs, which made Ringo smile as he thought he had quite a nice voice; it was unique, with a slight roughness and his accent coming through. They'd spoken about a little bit of everything: how Ringo was getting on at work, how his drumming was going, what George had been getting up to. Ringo had a few things he wanted to talk about further, but figured there would be a better time to bring them up; he wanted to tell George that he felt ready for the next step, but he didn't want to risk making anything awkward. Their hands had brushed occasionally throughout the drive but George never kept his hands off the wheel for very long, Ringo thought it was more to make a good impression rather than for their safety. Down the country roads where they had to slow down, George would draw circles in Ringo's palm or fiddle with his rings and every time Ringo enjoyed it more. It was nice when they sat in silence, just the quiet sound of the radio filling the car, it was very comfortable and Ringo felt entirely at peace.

George completed his ritual of rushing out of the car to open the door for Ringo, he didn't think he'd be getting tired of it any time soon, but this time instead of simply letting Ringo step out onto the street George held his hand out for him to hold. Ringo froze for a moment in his uncomfortable position, half out of the car and half in, and looked up to the George's kind and expectant eyes. Ringo took his hand shyly and was helped out of the car, he felt awkwardly like some princess in a fairy tale which made him chuckle. As he stepped onto the street and George shut the door behind him, George moved his hand so that it could interlock with Ringo's as they walked. The closer they got to the house, and the several groups of people piling inside, Ringo gripped George's hand tighter as he worried that all eyes were on him and seemingly George picked up on his panic.

"Relax, Ringo. You're safe here, just trust me." He whispered, giving his hand a tight squeeze back "And if anyone happens to give you any trouble, you can be sure I'll take care of it."

"Okay... I'm sorry." Ringo breathed, his legs resisting as they got up to the large gate that had been swung open to let the guests in.

"Don't apologise, I get it." George planted a soft kiss on the top of his head which put Ringo at ease somewhat.

As they approached the house Ringo could hear a band playing somewhere in the distance. The house had an expansive garden stretching all the way around it, with a very large patio area which was filled with countless tables. Everyone was beautifully dressed, both the men and women, but they also seemed so relaxed too rather than the uptight group of people Ringo had been expecting. There were families, with small children running around screaming playfully and elderly people sat in the shade. Several people waved and greeted George but it wasn't in the same way as the array of people in the restaurant, it was far more friendly and less formal. Ringo noticed a few people whispering as they looked over at himself and George, and he couldn't tell whether it was malicious or not; surely if George had arrived with a girl they'd be whispering too, right? They made their way into the main area of the wedding and Ringo was very thankful that it was such a nice day, if a little chilly, with the sun lighting up the garden beautifully. George tried to scout out a table for them when at one of the further corners Paul had stood up and was waving them over. Ringo fought the oncoming nervousness, he still felt a little strange being around John and Paul because they knew so much about what was going on between himself and George. Especially now knowing they were a couple, it was a little intimidating. John was nibbling away at the bread that was left in the middle of the table, not paying much attention to when they approached. He was wearing his glasses, which Ringo thought looked rather sweet on him.

"I thought you were gonna be late! Didn't get held up, did you?" Paul chuckled, punctuating his sentence with an exaggerated wink "You look great Ringo, didn't realise you'd clean up so nice."

Ringo smiled "You look nice too Paul, not to forget John o'course." When he mentioned his name, John looked up with a mouth filled with bread and stood up rather sloppily, nodding his head in thanks.

"Hopeless this one." Paul smiled, poking John's nose gently "He's got the wild idea that if he fills up on bread he can drink even more than usual."

"It's definitely gonna work." John spoke in between mouthfuls.

"Well don't come complaining to me when your stomach hurts." Paul sat back down then, and the other three followed his example.

"Have you congratulated Stephanie yet?" George asked, tucking his chair under the table.

"Yeah, ages ago. Not sure where she is now, though. If you haven't you better hurry up before someone comes looking for you." Paul looked around then "She might be inside."

"Urgh, fine. She doesn't even like me anyway." George shuffled in his seat.

"No, she likes you too much, that's the problem." John had finally finished eating, washing down the copious amounts of bread with what looked like champagne.

Ringo looked at George then, more accusingly than he wanted to, but he couldn't stop the pang of jealousy in his mind.

"Its her husband that doesn't like you George, remember what happened last time?" John finished his glass and raised his eyebrow, only making Ringo feel worse.

"Shut your mouth, John. Jesus." George sighed then turned to Ringo "Don't listen to him."

"What happened last time?" Ringo's voice was quiet, having to clear his throat before he tried to speak again, and Paul gave him a sympathetic look.

"Stephanie used to be a little obsessed with me." George began, and John scoffed at the word 'little' "It was years ago, and when she realised I wasn't interested she stopped bothering with me. Then she started getting involved with her fella, and he just always had a problem with me as if I was gonna steal her away or something. Last time I saw him a couple months back, he got all riled up and tried to pick a fight with me. It was at his stag do and all, they dragged us to this strip club and it was just a shit night. I tried to go home early and he just kicked off, saying I hated him cause he got Stephanie and I didn't. It's all very stupid, but I doubt anything will happen tonight. Don't worry." George explained, looking Ringo deep in the eyes while he spoke.

Ringo broke the eye contact, laughing quietly as he looked at the ground "I'm not worried, just a head's up would've been nice. I mean, I can't blame her can I?"

"Oh yeah, why's that?" George smirked, leaning back in his chair.

"You know why, George." Ringo nudged him playfully.

"Aren't you two adorable?" John said sarcastically, but was smiling warmly.

"Let's hope Stephanie doesn't think so, she might bite your head off Ringo." Paul smiled "You better go and find her before you give her an excuse to kick off."

"Fineeeeee." George huffed, standing up reluctantly and waiting for Ringo before they headed off towards the house.

The patio doors were open, allowing Ringo to see just how far back the house went and it astounded him. He'd never seen a place like this, at least not in real life, and he just worried with every step that he was going to break something. There were a few people dotted around the place, chatting quietly and drinking. Ringo realised as they walked through several rooms that many of them served no purpose, many rooms just filled with expensive looking furniture or decorations that seemed nothing more than a sitting room. What was the point of having all this money if you didn't do anything proper with it? Ringo snooped around very curiously but tried his best to look like he belonged there, holding hands with George as he walked. As they turned into one room, George was called over by an older man who was stood by a grand painting, the likes of which you'd see in an art gallery.

"George! How are you doing?" The man beamed, opening his arms to embrace George in a manly hug. "And who's this?"

"This is Ringo." George stepped aside so Ringo could move closer to the two of them, he instinctively held out his hand to shake the older man's which made him laugh heartily.

"A handshake? Well, looks like you could teach our George a thing or two about manners." He laughed, slapping George on the back in a friendly way "What's your last name?"

"Starr." Ringo said, trying to sound confident.

"Ringo Starr, eh? You some kind of rock star, boy?" The man laughed again, Ringo figured he probably did that a lot.

"Trying to be." Ringo shrugged his shoulders.

"Ha ha! I like you, lad. You need to stick to this one George."

"I plan to." George put his arm around Ringo then, pulling him closer to his side. "Have you seen Stephanie around?"

"Last I saw she was upstairs, powdering her nose so to speak." The man nudged George.

"Jesus, this early?" George looked towards the staircase in the next room over.

"You know what she's like. The more for her the less for Tony at least, don't want a repeat of your little scuffle do we?" The man patted George on the back and shook Ringo's hand again "Well I best be off, need to get at least some mingling in before everyone starts stumbling about. All the best, lads."

"See ya." George sounded distant now, still looking at the stairs and only looked back at Ringo when he squeezed his hand, leading him to force a smile. "Here goes nothing, I suppose."

"If I'm not allowed to worry, then neither are you." Ringo smiled as they started to make their way up the stairs.

The upstairs was just as grand as the downstairs, and there was another set of stairs leading up to the third floor. They came up onto a large hall which had several doors dotted along the wall, one of which was ajar. George made his way over, gripping Ringo tightly more for his own sake than the older man's, and knocked on the door lightly. A woman's voice called out in response.

"Stephanie? Can I come in?" George asked, his voice was flat.

"Yeah, sure." She had a thick accent and sounded rather aggressive, Ringo thought at least.

George opened the door gradually to reveal a grand bedroom, with a four-poster bed and an opulent vanity table opposite, where a woman - Stephanie - was sat in an almost garish dress. She was pretty but wore far too much make-up, with heavy eye-shadow and bright blush, and looked like she might have been crying. Ringo noticed she had white powder dusted across her nostrils, then saw the lines of what he could only assume to be cocaine lying on the flat surface of the vanity. He cringed when she looked his way with angry eyes, and felt the burning desire to leave the room immediately. George stepped a little way into the room, still holding onto Ringo, and seemed to return to the demeanour Ringo had seen when he'd first met George; he was intense again, extremely serious and a little threatening.

"Just wanted to say congrats. I hope you and Tony are very happy together, and I'm sure you will be." George spoke with no expression, his monotone voice returning.

"Well, that's very nice of you Georgie." She smiled, revealing lipstick on her teeth, and George scowled at the nickname "Who's this lovely lad you've got with you then?"

"The name's Ringo, it's a pleasure to meet you." Ringo spoke before George could, which startled him somewhat "You look lovely... Congratulations on the big day." He forced the most pleasant smile he could manage, and he could see the wheels turning in Stephanie's head as she wasn't sure how to regard him.

"You his new bumboy then?" She cackled and George clenched his other fist tightly.

"Don't try it Steph, there's no need for that shit. I'm trying to be pleasant here, the least you could do is try too." George spat and it worried Ringo to see him so angry.

"Oh come off it, George. Do you think I don't see what this is? All of a sudden on the day of my wedding you turn up with a last-minute date? It's not going to work, I'm not jealous." She had turned into the mirror to wipe the powder off her nose now, but still glared at George in the reflection.

George laughed loudly at her words "You're so fucking full of yourself, it's embarrassing. I don't have to explain myself to you. Do you even see yourself? Where's your beloved husband, eh? Sitting up here on your own, crying and snorting anything you can get your hands on. Just because you'll never have what me and Ringo have doesn't mean you have to try and tear us down, it won't work. I'm happy, can you say the same?" He paused, he was getting louder and louder but managed to stop himself "Just don't bother us today, alright? Have a great day and all that shit but stay the fuck away from me."

They were leaving the room then, George hastily throwing the door open and slamming it behind them as he dragged Ringo down the stairs and back out into the fresh air. Ringo tried to protest, to get George to stop and calm down, but it was hopeless. Once they finally got outside, George pulled out a cigarette and lit it hastily, his hands shaking.

"George..." Ringo tried to speak as softly as possible "It's alright, you don't have to get so het up."

George took a long drag "No, it's not alright Ringo. I'm just sorry to put you through all that. She's a crazy bitch, that's all she is. I just wanted to have a good time with you today, to make it real special, but she just had to go and ruin it. And what she said wasn't true I-"

Ringo interrupted him with a swift kiss, pulling George downwards to lock their lips together, the taste of smoke fresh on his breath. He pulled away with a smile, placing both of his hands on the side of George's face and looking into his eyes closely "Don't start explaining yourself to me, George. Just don't let her ruin today, alright? Save all that aggression for later." Ringo winked then which made George laugh.

"Later, you say?" He took another drag of his cigarette.

"Only if you calm down and start enjoying yourself."

"Is that an order?"

"Thought I'd leave the ordering up to you."

"I think I can manage that."

Ringo gave him another short kiss before pulling away entirely, taking a cigarette from George's packet and lighting it "Now, now, behave."

George opened his mouth to quip back but Ringo looked at him with a raised eyebrow, egging him on, and he just smiled instead. They finished their cigarettes quickly, it seemed to have helped George calm down significantly but Ringo liked to think it was mostly him, then made their way back over to their table where John and Paul were still sat.

"How'd it go?" Paul asked quickly, clearly concerned.

"Swimmingly." Ringo chuckled as he sat down again, taking a look at John who had four empty glasses of champagne in front of him.

"She's just mental, honestly. She's convinced that I brought Ringo to make her jealous, can you believe it?" George scoffed, undoing his suit jacket to get more comfortable.

"Is that not the case?" John asked, earning him a light slap from Paul.

"I want to feel bad for her, but she just makes it so difficult. Was she sober at least?" Paul said.

"What do you think? Probably spent more on coke than she did on the bleeding wedding." George chuckled, signalling a waiter over to get a glass of champagne for himself and Ringo.

"Maybe we should confiscate it, for her sake." John helped himself to another glass too.

"That's the last thing you need, love. At least wait until the bloody sun's gone down, eh?" Paul refused another glass, still drinking his first.

"Urgh, the things I do for you." John sighed dramatically, rolling his head backwards then bringing it close to Paul's who gave him a sweet kiss.

"You should take it as a compliment Ringo. She wouldn't get so nasty if she didn't see you as a threat." Paul's voice certainly had a way of making Ringo relax.

"Suppose so. Just feel bad for her husband."

"You won't once you've met him, trust me. He's a right foul git." George placed his hand on Ringo's knee, patting it gently.

"Seems trouble just follows you around, George." Ringo placed his hand on top of the younger man's.

"Well you're here, aren't you?" George grinned.

"And I'm trouble, am I?" Ringo returned the smile.

"Oh, get a room!" John burst out before George could respond, sending the four of them into laughter.

"That's the plan." Ringo smirked, taking a tip of his champagne, feeling far more comfortable than he had originally.

Maybe today wasn't going to be as straightforward as he'd first hoped, but even during that tense moment Ringo had just felt all the more attached to George. He'd said he was happy, that what himself and George had was something special, and while he'd rather that he'd heard it in a much pleasanter context, it still made him happy to hear. Not even for a moment had he believed Stephanie's words, which surprised him, and he felt comforted to know that the paranoia and negativity which seemed to be taking root in the back of his mind was no longer there, at least nowhere near as strong as it had been. With George's hand on his knee, a glass of ridiculously expensive champagne in his hand, pleasant music in his ears and the sun beating down on him, he felt at peace. He knew it was just one of the many hurdles that he and George would have to face, but he had a feeling it would only making his feelings stronger for the man. He wondered how he'd ever been able to deny how he felt about George, for at this moment it was almost overwhelming. He felt a stupid grin growing on his face as he looked over at George, who looked as gorgeous as always as he gradually sipped his drink, but he didn't care. That was his man, his George.

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kjimagine · 5 years

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Attending the VMA’s as a performer and the Vlog Squad showing up in support Headcanon:

Pre VMA’s:

Plus one, we don’t know her

Your stylist telling Zane, Heath, Todd, and Scott that they cannot wear matching suits with “prints that make me want to vomit”

Zane pouts around the next week

refuses to answer your calls or texts for a while

Heath sits around for an hour giving you and your stylist puppy eyes in hopes of convincing you

“Not happening, Heath”

“You owe me”

Todd is only mildly inconvenienced

Scott knows there's no way he would have actually shown up in one of those suits

Kristen would not have let him leave the house like that

your stylist gets so fed up with David not enjoying his choices that he makes him find his own outfit

“why can’t i just wear what I always do?”

“David. You cannot show up to the VMA’s in jeans in a t-shirt”

Spending hours shopping with David to find something for him to wear

“Well fuck, I’m just gonna have to go naked!”

“David, nobody wants to see that”

“Nobody asked you, Natalie”

Like, It’s your performance, but he’s so high maintenance

Eventually, you’re just like forget it, you’re on your own

The girls and you had such a fun day whilst shopping with the stylist

Kristin literally does all of her designing herself and she looks so bomb

Mariah and Nat getting all blushy and “Stop oh my god” when they’re complimented

Erin literally cries when she sees your outfit

“Why are you crying???”

“You just look so good!”

Carly trying to deflect the attention from herself when she’s trying outfits

Corrina tries the entire store on

or should I say storeS PLURAL

getting so fed up with her

everyone's okay with it the end cause she paid for lunch afterwards

fights over who gets to walk the carpet with you

literal weeks of bribes and special treatment because they want to so bad

Zane trying to take you out for lunch, dinner, or coffee frequently

he showed up to your place at 3am with a cake

David keeps trying to get you tickets to things or offering to get whatever you want

Todd does it jokingly, but also kinda not?

Jason volunteers to do whatever David wants him to for a week

Joe’s in the corner like “David can shave my head”

Mariah just begging you cause she wants it really bad

who do you pick? the one person who didn’t try to bribe you

other than Scotty

Jeff

Todd starts a literal fight with him

and jeff’s like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“I’m more attractive, what can I say”

“thats not why I picked you”

“Shhh, yes it is”

Corrina’s like “I was the obvious choice why wasn’t it me”

“Because she doesn’t want herpes”

“I’m not Dom!”

“Oh! BURN!”

At the VMA’:s

Meeting up with everyone in the limo that night

they literally all start screaming when they see you because you look so god damn good

They had to take the alcohol out of the limo because if Zane sees it, he’s gonna drink it

it still somehow made its way into the vehicle

Zane is tipsy when you arrive

and your manager is fuming

oops

Zane being whiney as HELL

he got all dressed up “just for you, baby”

actually looks good

like fancy-ass grey suit that he definitely cannot afford

your manager is beyond livid

threatened to kick Zane out

and you’re like okay buddy, slow your roll

starts yelling at you

your friends start getting defensive

you got a new manager later on

screams so loudly the entire time you’re performing

posts your entire performance on Instagram stories

the people in the surrounding seats are a bit annoyed

Scott and Kristen being the fucking cutest supportive people

they MATCH

post about you on ig during the performance and as you walked the carpet

you literally pulled them onto the carpet to get pictures of the two together

both just the cutest lil smiley people as they watch you

best group hug after your performance omgggggg

Heath and Mariah are sooooo cuttteee

you made the special request of having Mariah as a dancer for your performance

the two of you having a mini freakout backstage beforehand

but just like the most supportive of each other

Heath screaming “Yeah Bubba!” at Mariah and it just makes your heart swell they're so cute

Heath brought a cowboy hat with him

threw it at you on stage

Carly and Erin screaming

Bruce is in the corner like calm down

but they're so hype

Todd being a pouty brat while you’re on the carpet

because “that should've been me”

but he’s so LOUD

yells the entire time

even when he’s just leaning over to tell someone something

JASON GIVING THE MOST SUPPORTIVE PEP TALK

like you’re not his kid, but he’s such a proud dad

is so so so proud of you

films the whole thing

knew you’d do great

bought you a congrats present for after

and even though you’re like noooooo, he’s like yes you deserve it love u

Jeff is so fucking smug the entire time on the carpet because he’s a winner babyyyy

actually super nervous on the carpet but he’d never say it out loud

you know though

and you try to make him laugh the entire time you’re in front of the cameras

it works

looks fine as hell in his plain black suit with a coloured button-up underneath

ooooouuuuf

starring the entire time you’re on stage

like absolutely in awe of you

David actually wears new clothes for once

surprising

his hair is styled

he looks so fineeeeee

He’s kinda jealous watching you and Jeff walk the carpet like, wishes it was him

brings his disposable camera for pictures throughout the night

every photo op he sees he takes

brought two extra cameras

just incase

brings the vlog camera too

makes an entire video about you and how he’s so proud of you

cries when you’re on stage

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jazzman-19-blog · 5 years

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Crazy Little Thing Called Life

A/N: ok but that gif tho, i am always down for soft Ben moments. And that’s exactly what you got in this chapter. This is the longest chapter yet I believe?? I don’t know but I hope you guys enjoy it! There is some of Ben’s POV in here for like a paragraph. Byeeee :]

~with lots of love, Jazzman~

Summary: A road trip/vacation between two old friends that turns into something more(basic plot but whateva)

Song: A Sky Full Of Stars by Coldplay

Pairing: Ben x reader

Word Count: 2247

Warnings: Fluff? maybe? yeah, fluff ;], language

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Ch. 3: Eyes Like The Stars

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The next couple days in Yuma were really fun. The first day you stopped by your grandma’s house and she was thrilled to see you but mostly towards Ben. He was like the grandson she never had. Literally. All of her children only had girls which meant she only ever had granddaughters. But Ben was close with your grandma and loved that woman to death. They probably had secrets they shared that you didn’t know about. You both hanged at her house all day. You guys made coffee, played Loteria, and even decided to stay for dinner since she begged for you to. Even though you weren’t planning on leaving anyways. You were there all day and talked about how everybody’s been and how your family was in Yuma.

It was starting to get late and you wanted to head over to your hotel before it got too dark. But before you and Ben started to head out, your grandma gave you guys a blanket each that she made for the two of you. Your blanket was a beautiful turquoise color with black cursive writing that said:

“There is only one happiness in life- to love and to be loved”

You were holding onto that blanket like there was no tomorrow. Your eyes started to swell with tears of joy. Your grandma always knew you had a passion for poetry, so she made you a blanket with your favorite colors and your favorite quote. That woman was going to be the death of you. You walked over to her and gave her the biggest hug you have ever given to anybody. You didn’t know what you would have done without her. You pulled back and wiped away your tears, even your grandma was crying at this point. But they were all tears of joy and happiness. As you all said your final goodbyes, you walked over and climbed into the passenger seat. The blanket sat on your lap as you made your way back to the hotel. You wanted to see Ben’s but he wouldn’t let you. All you knew was that it was black with bold, yellow writing.

The last day in Yuma was spent looking around the place. You and Ben had decided to stop by Lutes Casino to eat, weirdly for its name, it’s not actually a casino. You also stopped by the infamous Yuma Territorial Prison. It gave you creepy vibes so you wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. Ben on the other hand quite liked it, he liked spooky things. You stopped by the Ocean to Ocean bridge while you guys were at the prison. It was one of the first highway crossing of the lower Colorado river.

Yuma always amazes you with all of its history and interesting places to go and explore. People back home always talked about how there was nothing to do in Yuma but that wasn’t true. You loved the place and you had always visited with your family. Sometimes Ben would tag along, he knew this place like the back of his hand. He had a great memory unlike you, who always forgets everything.

Tomorrow, you and Ben had to start heading for San Diego except this time you made Ben drive. Of course if he got tired, you would step in and take the wheel. Right now though, you and Ben wanted to go and watch the stars. You both brought a blanket to lay on the ground, you had decided to go to Joe Henry Memorial Park. Luckily, it had an open grass area so you could see the night sky. It was around nine when you had got there and the stars were already out. Ben had found the perfect spot and set the blanket down. You also thought it was a good idea to bring pillows for comfort. Ben thought it was ridiculous but you brought him one anyways. He ended up using it too.

Now you and Ben were just laying there watching the night sky go by. It was relaxing to say the least. Even though the mystical night sky was mesmerizing and beautiful, you couldn’t keep your eyes off of the person next to you. Your best friend. The person you’ve known forever. He was absolutely gorgeous in the moonlight. Even in a sky full of stars, you found yourself only paying attention to him. His face just absolutely glowed and his hair, his perfect fucking hair, falling in all the right places. How did you just notice this about him? How perfect he was. Straightest jawline you’ve ever seen and perfect, oh so perfect, lips.

You shook your head and turned back to the night sky. You didn’t love Ben for his looks like the other high school girls, you loved him for his wonderful personality. Your inner thoughts were screaming at you. You couldn’t be falling for your best friend now. You just couldn’t, you didn’t want to break that close bond you both had. It would break you. Shatter your heart into a million pieces from losing your best friend. But you wanted to give him all of your heart and you didn’t care if he teared you apart. Because you would love him anyways no matter what. You kept your feelings for him hidden, locked away, never to be seen again. At least until now. You hadn’t notice your heart was racing until Ben tapped you on your shoulder.

“Hey? Y/n? Love? You alright? I can hear your heart racing from here.” Ben sat up to make sure you were still conscious.

“Yeah I’m fine.” You said still looking at the sky.

“Is something wrong? We can go back to-” You cut him off.

“Yes Ben, everything’s okay,” You look up at him this time. Fuck. Those damn green eyes always killed you. “I just want a hug.” you blurt out.

“Okay, could’ve just asked in the first place.” Ben said as he smiled at you. He laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You turned onto your side to face him and buried your face into his warm chest while you rested your hands on his chest too. How was he so warm when you were absolutely freezing.

“Better?”

“Much better…” You whispered. Were you happy now even though you both have snuggled like this before? Absolutely. Were you ever going to let go? Hopefully not because you didn’t want to let go. You wanted to stay like this forever.

Sadly, you knew that it was getting late and you both had to be up and ready to go at noon. You looked up at Ben and could tell his eyes were drooping ever so slightly.

“Ben, come on, it’s late and we need to get back to the hotel.” You slipped one of your hands off his chest and started to slightly shake him. Ben grabbed onto your waist tighter than before and pulled you closer.

“Do we have to go? We can just lay here all night.” You liked the idea but you knew you were going to regret it in the morning. You slipped out of Ben’s grasp on your waist and sat up. Ben had mumbled something but you couldn’t hear him. This time you shook him violently.

“Ben! Come on! We have to be up early in the morning,” He still didn’t budge. Instead he just rolled onto his other side with his back towards you. You stood up and sighed. You didn’t know what to do to get him up. “Benjamin Jones! Get up!”

“Fineeeeee.” He sat up and rubbed his eyes while groaning. You grabbed the two pillows and headed for the car. You grabbed the keys out of your back pocket and unlocked it before jumping into the driver’s seat and throwing the pillows in the back. You knew Ben wouldn’t be able to drive right now. You started the car and jumped back out to see where Ben was. He was nowhere to be found. You started to panic and kept calling out his name like he was a lost dog. But it was no use, you couldn’t find him. The blanket is gone too. You run back over to the car and headed to the back to get a flashlight. But before you do, Ben jumps from behind the SUV and nearly scares you to death.

“BEN!” You fall to your knees on the hard pavement and put your face in your hands while Ben is laughing. At least until he realizes your on the ground.

“Wait-” Ben crouches down to your level. “I didn’t mean to scare you that bad, I’m sorry”

You don’t say anything. Ben is getting really worried that he scared you too much. But as you take your hands off of your face and look back up at him, he realizes that your not upset, your giggling. Which turned into full on laughter. Ben gets up.

“Christ, Y/n! I thought I made you upset and you started crying!” Ben held out a hand for you to help you up. You grabbed it and pulled yourself up. You couldn’t stop laughing to speak so Ben just pushed you back into the direction of the driver’s seat. You climbed in as he got on the other side. You had stopped laughing at this point and your breathing had slowed down. Ben just sat there waiting for you to go.

“So,” Ben looked over at you as you gripped onto the steering wheel and started to drive back to the hotel. “Did you hear what I mumbled back there?” You looked over at him.

“No. Was it important?” He had decided to look in the other direction towards the window.

“No, it wasn’t. Just wondering was all.” And with that you both headed back to the hotel. Ben didn’t think it was important to you at least. But to him, it was a whole other story. He couldn’t believe the fact that he actually told you that he loved you. Even though you didn’t hear, he felt like you did. Thoughts kept racing through his head. What if you did hear but didn’t want to say anything so the topic wouldn’t have been brought up? What if you didn’t feel the same way? It was all just one-sided? It scared him to think of losing his best friend to his emotions. He didn’t want to lose you so he held it in these last few years. He didn’t know how to tell you or when. All he knew was that he loved you and couldn’t stand to see you with someone else. In high school, when you had break-ups, he would help you get through it but he was so happy you weren’t with them anymore. He thought maybe you could be his someday. That day never came though. At least not yet. When you asked him for a hug, he felt his heart explode. He instantly snuggled with you and didn’t want to let go. Earlier when you looked up at the sky, he could see how the moonlight made your eyes sparkle. You had eyes that shined like the stars above. How beautiful you looked just laying there, such a heavenly view. All he wanted to do was hold you in his arms and you let him. But sadly, it ended too quickly and now both of you were driving back to the hotel before heading off to Cali.

You both ended up safely back in the hotel room. You plopped on your bed, tired from all of the fun you had all day. You grabbed your clothes and changed in the bathroom. When you came out, Ben had already changed into some shorts and no shirt. God, he looked like he was sculpted by the Gods. He was in great shape from playing soccer so much. But that’s how he got his scholarship, all through soccer. You threw your clothes in the pile and crawled onto your bed, making sure your butt stuck out a bit for Ben to see. But too bad he had already went into the bathroom.

When he came out, you were snuggled in your blankets. For some reason, you were absolutely freezing. And Ben could tell.

“You alright Love?” Fuck. His accent made your stomach do somersault. He learned his accent from being around his parents so much. Of course you though, didn’t have an accent like your mom. You were more like your dad in every shape and form and were used to speaking without an accent.

“I’m okay, just freezing to death.” After you had said that you flipped onto your other side to face the wall. But before you knew it, Ben had slipped into your bed and wrapped his arm around your waist once more. At first you were tense, you didn’t expect Ben to crawl next to you but you weren’t complaining. You relaxed more as you got warmer from his touch. It made your heart fly. You slept together for the rest of the night. You could feel him breathing down your neck and you loved it.

Throughout the night, the space between the two of you got smaller and smaller until your back was right against his stomach. He made you so warm, inside and out. God, you loved this man, if only he knew how much.

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starry-sky-1 · 5 years

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Jungkook's little adventure

Spinoff of this lovely series by @lil-meow-meow-goes-rawr who let me do this!!!! Lotso love to her and kookie who I couldn't resist writing uwu.

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“JK, JK wake up” Seokjin sighed as he shook the human bundle of blankets for the umpteenth time. The little Hatsune Miku figurine alarm clock on the bedside table chimed a dainty 8:30 am as the bundle in question groaned and shriveled into a tighter ball.

Seokjin stood, arms akimbo, and pursed his lips. “Yah! Jungkook-ah you have to wake up or did you forget its your turn to bring the groceries today? Its your free day so I understand you were up playing Overwatch till 3 am but breakfast is getting cold. I made hash browns with eggs benedict and that bread you’re fond of.We even have Banana Milk.”

Hearing about banana milk, the bundle rumbled and sat up, a head popping out of its recesses like a bunny, puffy doe eyes that were closed, revealed a mop of fluffy hair, sticking up in all directions as Jungkook let out a cute yawn before rolling on the other side and getting up, stubbing his toe in the process.

The shock of pain, made him wince and his eyes flew open, clutching the now sensitive toe in his hand.

“Ow, Ow, OW”

The elder had an amused smile on his face as he watched the entire scene unfold.

“Sometimes I wonder how you’re related to me Jungkook-ah, a graceful, beautiful human like me, sculpted by the finest, who ladies die over, and then there’s you.”

“Way to boost my confidence, hyung” He muttered and grasped his spectacles, promptly putting them on. “I’ll meet you down in 15 minutes.”

Seokjin nodded and moved to the door, kicking a one piece themed sweatpants pair that was lying on the floor for god knows how long and shut the door behind him.

Jungkook stretched, cracking his bones and made his way over to the ensuite bathroom, both brothers had their rooms connected , in a small apartment unit above the bar.

He made his way down to see Seokjin on a call, recently they had been getting quite a number of assignments. The aloof bartender was a former secret service agent and one of the finest in the nation. He knew and dealt with secrets, disillusioned by bureaucracy and corruption, leaving after finishing one of the most difficult assignments ever with him as the only survivor.

“Yes Yoongi I’ll be more than happy to babysit the squirt as you and Hoseok plummet yourself into another dangerous mission, I mean wasn’t Mist enough for you?”

Ahh Mist, that brought back some memories, quite the adventure.

Jungkook scarfed the meal on the table, marvelling at his hyung’s cooking, the meals he cooked could make him a celebrity chef and yet here he was, dealing with dangerous stuff.

“To each his own I guess” he muttered and rinsed his plate, putting it in the right place before moving to the coatstand, his trusty hooded jacket would be perfect for the crisp nip in the air. He shuffled his shoes on and went down, deciding to explore the city a bit before he would fetch groceries and then munch on snacks as he played Overwatch again, he had a score to settle with NoobMaster96.

Patting his pockets, he checked his phone, keys and wallet before making his way downtown. October would be here soon and the parks would be full of leaves in various shades of reds, oranges.He loved those.

The public park was near the older market with a lot of old shops who sold stuff the traditional way, he found the square market to be too boisterous, the stores too fancy with their automatic doors, self checkouts, the crowd too predictable. He would rather source his seaweed chips and ramyun packets from the old lady who would almost always mistake him for her grandson and give him a mangatteok whenever he dropped by.

Speaking of ramyun, he was running low on his nutrition source with cans of energy drink, that’s how he survived those gruesome matches and lived to tell the tale.

He was just rounding the corner near the store, when a police car caught his attention, the small group of people gathering near it obstructed his view from what was happening. He slipped his hood on and slipped into the gathering with practiced ease and noticed his old lady angrily ranting off to two policemen who he knew very well.

Jimin had on a strained smile as he tried to ease the temper of the lady while Taehyung stood flabbergasted, asking questions to an old man who answered them. He turned on his heel and looked at the crowd when his eyes landed at an all too familiar face. Jungkook ducked, having been caught by Tae who flashed him his signature boxy grin and walked towards him, swiftly pulling him out causing Jungkook to squawk.

“Well, well, well if it isn’t my favourite Dongsaeng” he said.

“I’m the only dongsaeng you know from school, hyung” Jungkook pouted as Tae ruffled his hair, causing his cowlick to stand once again which he had spent a lot of time setting.

Jimin noticed Jungkook and pinched his cheek, smiling his infamous eye smile “Still as grumpy as ever.”

“And you’re still as short as ever.”

Jimin’s smile dropped while Tae guffawed and slapped him on the back. Jimin kicked Tae’s shin and then smacked Jungkook’s neck causing the younger to cry out in indignance.

“Yah! Is this how you talk to your hyung after everything we’ve done for you, brat?”

Jungkook gave him a mischievous smirk and rolled his shoulders.

The crowd had begun to disperse and it was then he turned to look at his allies slash friends and asked them what was with the crowd?

Tae looked at him and sighed, “Recently there have been a lot of petty theft incidents here by individuals dressed in all black with helmets or masks and riding gloves. They snatch handbags, briefcases, anything that they can land their hands on. Moreover we can’t ID them as they have blurred their motorcycle number plates and move on a very common design, the physical build is also more or less the same so we can’t say if it’s a single person or a group.”

Suddenly his eyes shone and his grin came back, Jungkook knew that look all too well.

“No Hyung, I am not helping you in this case again, I have to defeat NoobMaster96” He whined.

“Consider it payment for helping your eccentric psychopath friend and his cute ward. Oho she’s too adorable for her own good.”

Jimin added “The coverup alone took us so much time, we hardly slept for a month and it almost cost us our current titles. I NEVER want to work on the desk again” He said with a shudder.

Jungkook nibbled on his lower lip, On one hand he knew he was obligated to help Hoseok hyung and Yana, who he considered his own little sister, on the other hand he still had to game…….

“Fineeeeee” he replied, huffing.

“I knew if there was anyone who could help us, it would be our dear little Kookie” Tae chimed and Jimin smiled as well, highfiving his partner.

“But I need the details you have, the police files and access to the traffic security cameras”

“Consider it done”

“And I want 5 packets of chili ramyeon and nori chips as thanks”

“Whaaaa”

“Don’t question him, Jimin, and done.”

Jungkook moved to their car and Tae fetched a brown paper bag with the words confidential written on it.

“Now lets move to someplace less public and discuss with fewer ears” Jimin suggested and both nodded and followed him to a cafe owned by an ex policeman.

The little bell chimed as they entered and the owner flashed the 2 detectives a toothy smile as he continued to wipe a mug in his hand. They moved to the little private cabin which he held for “special” customers and took a seat. Jimin and Tae knew it was soundproof on the inside meaning no noise from the cabin would go out but they could hear everything on the outside clearly.

Jungkook spread the files on the table and quickly went over them, clicking a few pictures of evidence on his phone, whose camera he had upgraded to give better resolutions. Taking pictures of the suspects from the traffic cameras, he placed them back into the folder.

“I’ve sent you a link that would help you get into the mainframe. I hope you know the drill. Do NOT leave any evidence of your presence, you know SPD’s IT team is getting better at tracking illegal hacking or data hostage attempts.”

The younger only rolled his eyes when there was a knock on the door. Jimin tapped in confirmation and the owner came in, placing two cups of cappucinos for the boys and a hot chocolate for him, closing the door on his way out.

They discussed more details as they took their respective drinks and Tae told him he’d told the owner to bring hot chocolate for him since he knew that Jungkook couldn’t stand the strong taste at all.

Jungkook remembered he had to get groceries and once finished, Tae and Jimin helped him fetch stuff from the aisles at the next door mart and told him they’d drop him off before going back to the station to “work”. He whined when they did not get his snacks telling him that would be his reward if he could give them the missing link to the case and close it.

Clutching the full bags, Jungkook managed to balance them as he slid his key in and went inside. The lights were off which meant Seokjin was out and should be back soon to prepare for opening the bar.

He deposited them on the kitchen counter, placing the perishables in the fridge and moved to his room, opening his laptop as he decided to copy the data from his phone. Maybe Namjoon hyung could give him an insight on this? Ahh no he’s busy so he mustn’t be bothered.

Jin returned and noticed that Jungkook was home a little earlier than usual. The boy would never drop in before 8 pm, just in time for dinner on his days off. So it was surprising to see him back so soon.

He knocked on his door “JK, did you have lunch?” the boy didn’t respond. Jin knocked louder this time. Jungkook fumbled with his headphones and peeped from the door.

“Yes?”

“I asked if you had eaten lunch yet?”

“I had a cup of hot chocolate”

“Yah! That doesn’t count as lunch! I’m making fried rice, come down in 10, irrespective of what you’re working on” Jin said, motioning to the laptop and the wires attached to his phone.

Jungkook swiftly nodded and closed the door, resuming the transfer of data as he waited. He checked his phone for messages, finding none. Of course who would message him, he smiled ruefully before checking progress of the tapes downloading in his system.

As soon as there was a single minute left to 3:10 pm, he went down in the kitchen, just in time to see Jin plating 2 servings, his being smaller than what he had poured for the younger one.

The smell was heavenly and before he knew it, the plate was wiped clean. Jungkook rose to put them in the washer but Jin shook his head.

“You have homework, right kiddo? Don’t worry hyung will handle it”

Jungkook smiled at him brightly before running upstairs, almost tripping on his feet before he plopped himself on his table again, working on a short code that would narrow his search to the bikes of the model, the perpetrators used. It would limit his view time to 5 hours. Something he was sure he could manage. He carefully scanned the now shortened footage and noticed that the perpetrators would always, exclusively be downtown. It was as if they knew their chances of escaping were better there. He also noticed how they seemed to know where to go, irrespective of whether they were on foot or bike. The alleys where the cameras could not record their further movement. Also not a sliver of skin was exposed so nothing could be said about their build, complexion or looks, even gender. All the footage looked the same.

He ran his fingers through his hair, pushing his glasses up, there was no clue, how could he help Jimin and Tae, when suddenly one of the bikes went too close to the pole. Jungkook narrowed his eyes and played the footage again. On the back of the bike was an imperceptible symbol, which he enlarged and screenshot.

One thing that he understood was that the perpetrator(s) had a good idea of the alleys, secondly they knew how to conceal their identity well so it would be physically impossible to identify them, thirdly they chose their victims randomly and finally another bike had yellow paint on its tires, from the footage of a day ago, the one with the old woman whose bag was stolen.

Jungkook knew that there was renovation going on in the eastern part which meant that atleast one of them had entered via Incheon.

He zoomed the footage as he spotted a man push the woman and snatched her bag in broad daylight as he sped off, the old woman screaming at him, which caused the few shopkeepers around to come out. Jungkook noticed that this bike was devoid of the same symbol but had another one in the same design.

He searched them and discovered 2 numbers, in a snake font, 13 and 55.

Weird!

He quickly overlooked the dates of the events and discovered that the dates were in fact a sequence! Running them through the algorithm detector he found that they were Fibonacci numbers and the

snake fonts actually represented their positioning on the cartesian plane.

He had heard Hoseok talk about a gang in town, slowly acquiring power through meticulous attacks, they hadn’t done anything severe, but their attacks were random enough to confuse the police. To make matters worse nobody knew of their arrival or departure, they chose less populated areas to target and left no evidence behind.

Putting the dates in sequence, Jungkook knew when the next attack would take place, coincidentally it was a free day for him as well. It wouldn’t hurt to give a little tip off to the detectives.

The only problem was how to confirm his suspicions, what if he was wrong? He couldn’t afford to let down another of the residents at downtown or undermine what was at stake for Tae and Jimin. He knew the pattern of such gangs all too well, it would slowly evolve to bigger crimes including shootouts and murders once they’d amassed enough power and terrorised the locals. It was an ugly spiral in the Criminal Underworld.

It was almost 11 pm by the time he had finished. Shoot! Just on time his stomach rumbled as well. He hadn’t had anything since lunch. He padded downstairs, knowing Jin would be at the bar but he’d chew his head off the next day for ignoring dinner. There was a plate of samgyeopsal with rice and clear soup, left for him. Jungkook felt a rush of affection for his step brother rise in his heart, who took care of him more like a parent than a sibling, never once questioning when he was dumped at his door out of nowhere and readily gave him a roof to live in and made sure all his needs were fulfilled.

He sat and ate dinner in silence and cleaned the kitchen up before wiping the table. Jin rarely let him in the bar, being fiercely protective of the younger one, wanting him to live as normally as possible.

He shut the lights and formulated a plan in his head. Oh he couldn’t wait to see it all unfold.

The D day had Jungkook nervous as hell, Tae had bombarded him with questions all week about his progress but Jungkook said it was difficult with lack of data but nonetheless sent him the designs on the 2 bikes just to not rouse his suspicions too much. They had thankfully bought the little lie and were busy running for matches through their databases.

He waited at the eastern end on his bike which he had borrowed from Yoongi, the sleek model was very flexible for driving in narrower lanes or taking sharp turns. The only condition was that he had to hack into some company’s financial statements, an easy job.

Hiding in the alleyway, he waited until it was just a few people out on the streets. If his calculations were correct, there would be an incident any time now. His notice turned to one of the shops in his direct line of vision, A girl with curly hair, sunkissed skin exit the cafe where had been the last week.

She had long, pretty legs clad in a pair of skinfit jeans and a white blouse tied in a knot above the highwaist as she put her slingbag around her and moved. He spotted movement on the peripheral of his vision.

Bingo! There were 2 people on the bike this time, heading straight for the woman who now had her headphones on, moving to whatever beat it played. Jungkook revved his own and gave chase right as one of them broke the bag from its sling and ran, clutching it tightly.

She screamed and gave chase, but wasn’t as fast enough as the person. Jungkook knew he’d take the alley with limited access to the traffic camera and his friend would be there, taking a quick shortcut he locked the bike and hid in the thick shadows knowing the person would be there anytime soon, as his friend waited at the other end.

The person came in, huffing as the outfit proved too much for the weather. Jungkook pounced on them, taking them down in a tangle of limbs as he subdued them. Their partner long gone when they realised that the ally had been subdued. He took the helmet off to reveal a young man with a nasty scar across his eye.This wasn’t an injury, no it was a deliberate slash. Quickly he found some spare plastic ties near the dumpbox and tied the man down. He dragged him over to the main footpath and saw the girl jogging up to him.She was even prettier up close and he blushed a bit. He dialed Tae and said

“Hyung, I have a certain present for you, come down quick” as he gave him his coordinates.

Taehyung cursed and kicked the table as his partner raised an eyebrow in question.

“That damn brat” was all he said before nudging Jimin into the car, speeding off.

Jungkook dusted the bag and gave it to the girl who muttered a “thank you”. Heck even her accent was cute and her voice had a lilt to it.

Before he could say something, the siren indicated that they were here. He looked down at the bound man who was glaring daggers at him.

Jimin stepped out first looking at Jungkook and then the man. “why am I not surprised? Of course you would throw yourself in harm’s way with 0 afterthought, Seokjin would have our skins as doormats if anything happened to you,brat.”

Taehyung looked at the man, amused.

“Can’t believe a kid took you down and those are some good knots, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re into some hardcore Shibari shit, Jungkook-ah”

Jungkook only reddened in response as the girl smirked at him.

Taehyung then looked at her and asked if they could ask her a few questions, she was free to go then. She nodded in assent and answered them, truthfully as Jungkook watched in rapt attention.

Jimin noticed and winked at him, wiggling his eyebrows, making Jungkook squeak and turn his head.

The detectives, satisfied thanked Jungkook after taking his statement as well.

“We’ll get all from him, but kiddo, next time you pull a stunt like this, do give us a call before jumping blindly, what if the other man was armed? and do mail us all the evidence you found, your ramyun and chips will be at your door by evening”

He smiled and waved them off before realising the girl was still there.

“So how does coffee sound?”

“Truthfully, Yakult is better than coffee, coffee is too strong for my nose” he replied, tapping his nose and shrugging. He looked at his watch.

“Oh dang I’m late for lunch again, hyung’s going to break my legs but I don’t need to buy snacks now so yess” he mumbled to himself.

The girl shook her head in amusement.

“I-I gotta run, have a nice day.Be safe” he bowed to her before taking off, picking his bike up and speeding his way over to home. Oh he was so dead today!

OMAKE

“You mean she asked me out on a date and I messed it up?” Jungkook groaned as Seokjin burst into laughter at his obliviousness.

Maybe he could spot her next time he was in downtown? It wouldn’t hurt to have her number. He flopped on the bed groaning and cursing. Atleast his Miku chan was still by his bedside to cheer him.

The End!

#btsau #bts friendship #bts fluff #bts fic #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts jin #bts taehyung #bts jungkook #hackerkook #fluff #jungkook is a baby #uwu

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askthetotallynotdehsquad · 5 years

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kleinsen being good and soft

Ava: teehee (Evan doesn’t know Jared likes him yet)

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Evan: *packing bc he’s sleeping over at Jared’s house??*

Jared: *puking up flowers and blood cause hanahaki*

Evan: *knocks on the Jared’s door* Jaredddddddd

Jared: f-fuck um- oNE S-SECOND- *pukes more and one whole flower and then stops cause thats all of them for today lol xD*

Evan: *puts his headphones on bc he’s waiting??*

Jared: *cleans up the bathroom and wipes his eyes cause he was crying cause it hurt and puts the flower in a bowl where he kept all of them cause it's a water lily cause I like them and opens the door for evan* hi, sorry I took so long, come in

Evan: *puts his headphones around his neck* it’s fine dude *walks in* I haven’t been here in forever oh my god-

Jared: *rubs the back of his neck* heh- yeah

Evan: *looks at thy Jared very concerned* you okay dude? I’m surprised you haven’t made a joke by now

Jared: im surprised you haven't kissed a tree! I'm fine, lol

Evan: *giggly boye* you sure?- Wait, why are your eyes so red? Are you smoking weed?!

Jared: um- yes?

Evan: uh- where should I put my bags? I don’t know if any of the house rules changes- since last time you didn’t let me touch anything-

Jared: we can bring them to my room cause thats where we're sleeping I guess

Evan: okay? *runs upstairs and falls in the process* OW

Jared: oh shoot- are you okay? *runs over to evan*

Evan: yeah- I just tripped that’s all! *smiley boye* *walks into thy Jared’s room*

Jared: *follows the evan* uh so you can sleep on my bed and I can sleep on the floor or whatever

Evan: dude it’s your house- I’ll sleep on the floor-

Jared: well like you’re the guest or something I don’t know

Evan: hhhhhh *flops on his bed* what do you wanna do

Jared: I dont know- wanna watch a movie?

Evan: sure! *sits up and sits against the pillows*

Jared: *sits next to evan* ummm... let's watch..... uh.... *puts on Hercules cause yes* this.

Evan: dork *giggly boye*

Jared: *red boye* shush-

Evan: wow Jared Kleinmen is blushing, from Evan Hansen- who ever thought

Jared: ugh- *hides face* i hate you tree man

Evan: love you too bathbomb

Jared: *feels a lump in his throat because I researched and like if you get affection from the person you love the symptoms get worse* um- i need to use the bathroom be right back *walks to the bathroom*

Evan: okay!

Jared: *locks the door and starts hanahaki-ing for like 5 minutes*

Evan: *walks to the bathroom door and knocks on it* you okay dude?

Jared: yep! I'm g-good just give me a s-second- *hanahki-s a full water lily cause thats what his flower is apparently* *also thats how he knows it's over for now*

Evan: okay! I’ll be in your room- I’ll pause the movie for you!

Jared: o-okay! *coughs up some more blood and cleans up*

Like- 5 minutes later: skskksksk

Jared: *walks in to his room and puts the lily in the water bowl*

Evan: you have...water Lily’s in your...bathroom?

Jared: a lot has changed, evan. *sigh* a lot

Evan: *sighs and hugs the Jared*

Jared: *blushes and hugs the tree* soooooo... why are you hugging me?

Evan: you seemed sad- and you don’t get enough love

Jared: *metaphorically melts into the hug and lays his head on Evans shoulder*

Ali: (I'm sorry im so used to being a bottom)

Ava: (Dont worry dude bc same)

Evan: *ruffles the Jared’s hair* you okay?

Jared: ......huh? What? Wait yeah I'm good haha *stops hugging the evan and is v red* so uh- wanna keep watching the movie?

Evan: sure! *sits on his bed and closes the blinds so it can be dark* it’s like a real movie theater!

Jared: yeah! *in his mind cause I feel like it 😋 (how in the fucking fuck can someone be so god damn cute-)

Ava: dang Jared

Evan: *unpauses the movie and leans against the pillows* *puts an oversized hoodie on uwu*

Jared: *(what in the frick frack cracker jack)

Evan: *rests his head on Jared’s shoulder teehee*

Jared: *blushblushblush*

Evan: is it bad I’ve never seen this movie-

Jared: I mean i dont know I guess?? *worried he'll have another hanahaki attack with all this love ;-;*

Evan: Jared...are you okay? Ever since I got here you’ve looked like you’re going to throw up- should I leave?

Jared: nonononono!!! It's fine!! I'm fine!!

Evan: *hugs the Jared from the side* no you arentttttt

Jared: e-evan i- *starts coughing up blood*

Ali: (he wasn't gonna confess he was just flustered :/)

Evan: holy shoot! Oh my god!- *runs to get towels*

Jared: *keeps coughing up blood and now- some flower petals*

Evan: *comes back with towels and sits down in front of Jared then looks at him* here du- are those...flowers?

Jared: n-no. Y-y-yes? *starts sobbing cause it hurts a lot ouchies* i-im s-so-sorry *coughs up more petals and blood*

Evan: hey hey hey- it’s okay Jare- I know what this is- cough it all up *rubs his back*

Jared: *starts coughing up wayyy more and even some full lilys bc like I said affection makes it worse*

Evan: oh shoot sorry! I forgot- *steps away from the Jared*

Jared: *coughs up a bit more and one like- huge heccin lily thats glowy pink (normally theyre white) :0*

Evan: oh my god..-

Jared: i-im sorry I'll- I'll clean this up- *starts cleaning up quickly and gently puts the pink one in the center of the bowl*

Evan: y-you like m-m-me..-

Jared: what?! No thats- thats insane haha-

Evan: y-yeah....insane

Jared: *picks up the bowl, sits down, and puts it on his lap* *oh and pushes them around gently with his finger*

Evan: Jared....can I um...tell you something?

Jared: hm?

Evan: I um....please don’t hate me- but...Ive liked you for awhile now. You’ve been really nice to me lately and I never knew why, but now I do. It’s fine if you have hanahaki because of Connor- it’s fine if you don’t like me- I’m just hoping this doesn’t trigger it-

Some of the smaller flowers: *die*

Jared: wait- wait hold up- wait- wait really? *starts crying* no no... no youre just playing with me- this is all a dream- stop- no-

Evan: Jared, I’m not messing with you...you aren’t dreaming- I like you

Jared: ohmygosh- oh- ohmygosh- *puts the bowl back down on the table and is still muttering ohmygosh to himself* *blushy boye*

Evan: *laughs a little* calm down Jare

Jared: *sits back down and looks at the ground* you know... I had.. that was 29 flowers.. one more and.. I wouldve died......

Evan: am I allowed to like...- touch you now?

Jared: yeah-

Evan: *hugs the jared*

Jared: *leans on the evan*

Evan: *pulls away from the Jared and looks at him then....kisses him teehee*

Jared: *flustered for a moment but then kisses him back*

Evan: Jared, I- I love you

Jared: I love you too you dweeb *kisses him agian but more make-outy?????*

Ava: Ali what-

Evan: *big blush man*

Jared: *pulls apart and gives him a look like is this okay cause catie told me once that you should do that*

Ali: (shush I dont know what words are)

Evan: *laughs* Jared you are such a dork, I love it

Jared: w-wELL-?!

Evan: *giggly boye*

Jared: *smiles* just kiss me already you acorn *kisses the evan agAiN*

Evan: *kisses thy Jared*

Jared: *runs his fingers through thy Evans hair*

Ava: Ali- where is this going

Evan: *big blush man*

Jared: *makes out with evan wow I did it im proud of myself :)*

-later-

Evan: *his hair is all messed up* so that happened-

Jared: *red boye* yeah-

Evan: you’re a good kisser Kleinmen

Jared: *giggle sk* no u

Evan: uno reverse card *giggle sk*

Jared: ugh fineeeeee- *fixes his glasses cause they were tilted cause ;)*

Evan: well I never got to watch the movie- I guess I’m too hot to handle

Jared: pretty much

Evan: o-oh I was j-joking- *hides under the blanket*

Jared: *giggles* youre such a dweeb

Evan: *still under the blanket* shushhhh

Jared: *goes under the blanket and cuddles the evan*

Evan: *pink boye* *wraps his arms around the Jared*

Jared: *falls asleep*

-a couple hours later-

Evan: *poking thy Jared* Jareeeeee wake uppppp

Jared: *wakes up* momm its nott- oh hey evan-! *blush boy*

Evan: I never knew I looked like your mom *laughs*

Jared: nO thats disgusting eww- she just- normally wakes me up on Saturdays thinking its school. She's werid.

Evan: how- it’s Saturday?? I can’t even remember anymore

Jared: *shrugs* I have a good memory I guess

Evan: I’m just gonna say, I never thought in a million years, the Jared Kleinmen would like cuddles

Jared: *giggles* oh evan you dont even know

Evan: what else are you hiding from me

Jared: *becomes way to red to even speak* noTHINg-

Evan: tell meeeeeee pweaseeeee

Jared: *hides under his blanket* nO-

Evan: Jared I swear to god if you’re kinky like my brother-

Jared: no ew gross what huh

Evan: tell me Jare Bearrrrr

Jared: no-

Evan: hmmmmmm okay fineeeee *stares at the Jared* you’re really pretty...-

Jared: youre really hot

Evan: oh I- I- um..- *v v v v v v red*

Jared: *giggly boye*

Evan: that was very unnecessary Kleinmen *crosses his arms while being v v v red*

Jared: it's true

Evan: *puts his hand on his cheek and kisses him teehee*

Jared: *pulls him closer and kisses him back*

Evan: this is very gay

Jared: *finger guns* yeperino!

Evan: *giggly boye* you are so weird, but I love you

Jared: can we get back to kissing? (Please? Yo. Every action has an-)

Ava: equal opposite reaction-

Evan: o-oh y-yeah- *kisses the Jared*

Jared: *kisses the evan but ~~ly*

Evan: *is basically in Jared’s lap at this point-*

Jared: *has his arms wrapped around Evans hips ;))*

Evan: *has his arms wrapped around Jared’s neck;))*

Jared: *kisses evan but more ;))-y*

Evan: *big blush man*

Jared: *keeps kissing Thy evan shook :0*

Evan: okay Jared calm down *giggly boye*

Jared: *shrugs* youre just a really good kisser, acorn *stares at Thy evan smiling :)*

Evan: shush bathbomb

Jared: *in an amazingly good British accent because I feel like Jared would have a amazingly good British accent* oh evan my good sir, youre such a peach *kisses Evans hand* now if you'll excuse me for a moment, i shall go get food *goes to get food*

Evan: Jared wha- dork!

Jared: *yells from the kitchen* treeboy!

Evan: Adorable!

Jared: goddamn you! *comes back to his room and he has um.. spaghetti* f o o d

Evan: my mom knew this was going to happen- she knew you liked meeeeeeee *looks at the Jared*

Jared: well your mom is smart *we eating*

Evan: oh and I uh- I bought you something the other day- *gives him a bathbomb*

Jared: you know me so well *wipes a fake tear from his eye* ironically, i got something for you! *goes under his bed and grabs a succulent and gives it to evan* you can name it if you want-

Evan: *:0* I love it!! *hugs the Jared*

Jared: yay! *hugs the evan*

Evan: *snuggles in the Jared XD owo*

Jared: *plays with evans hair 0w0*

Evan: jare...will you be my boyfrienddddd

Jared: *straight face* no of course not... *smiles really wide and kisses the evan* dUDE OF COURSE!!! *v v smiley boye*

Evan: *breaks into a giggly fit and falls out of the Jared’s grip* yayyyyy

Jared: *teehee* hey evannnn guess whattttttttttttttttttt

Evan: whatttttttt

Jared: I love you *giggly boye oWO

Evan: I love you toooo!

Jared: so what are you gonna name the little guy? *sits on the ground with evan cause he fell or something and puts thy succulent in his lap*

Evan: hm...jelly bean!

Ali: im gonna make jared be able to do any accent really well and you can't stop me

Jared: *commits cowboy accent* howdy there jelly bean what are you doin' round these here parts

Evan: Jared what the hell!? *laughing*

Jared: *starts laughing too and is still committing cowboy accent* what? this is how I talk! Ya got a problem with that mister? *laughing so much sksjsksmskk*

Evan: n-no! This is just- *continues laughing*

Jared: *dies laughing and back to normal jared voice* jelly bean is beautiful

Evan: oh welcome back Jared, you got possessed by a cowboy

Jared: Oh my gosh I did?! *finger guns the air and looks around frantically* wOODY I KNOW YOU'RE HERE! I'LL SHOOT!! *trying not to laugh*

Evan: *cant breathe from laughing* oh my god-

Jared: *falls onto Evans lap* ohmygosh *dying laughing* i can't

Evan: *dying laughing* since when could you do all those accents?!

Jared: *shrugs* since forever I guess? I can do a lot more

Evan: oh lord please no

Jared: *giggles* okay okay- what do you wanna do now?

Evan: I don’t knowwwwwww

Jared: *puts jelly bean on the counter* wannaaaaaaa watch a horror movie??

Evan: okay! *sits under the blanket on the Jared’s bed* (it still looks like a movie theater in his room-*

Jared: *sits next to evan and puts on the man man bye*

The first death: wassup

Evan: *clings onto Jared’s arm*

Ali: oh my gosh it's literally the opposite of us

Jared: evan it has barely been 10 minutes in-

-Half way through the movie-

Evan: *screams*

Jared: *wraps his arms around evan* evy do you wanna turn it off? *genuinely concerned*

Evan: n-no it’s fine

Jared: oookayyy... *still worried*

-a bit more than halfway in-

Evan: *falls asleep*

Jared: *gently moves evan so he's laying down, turns off the tv, cuddles him and falls asleep too*

-next Day-

Evan: *wakes up* Jare bearrrr

Jared: *talks in his sleep cause I need to do this* *sleep giggles? Shut up okay* awee my little evy wevy

Evan: *big blush man but laughs and pokes the Jared*

Jared: *awakens and sees thy evan* oh h-hi evan- *big big big blush man*

Evan: how long have you dreamed of me Jare? *smiley boye*

Jared: w-well um- y-you see y-you i- um- *flustered gay distress increces*

Evan: what happened in that little “evy wevy” dream of yours

Jared: nOThIng-

Evan: awe c’mom tell your little Evy Wevy

Jared: *blushes deeper :0* nO-

Evan: okay okay- you can go back to sleep if you want baby

Jared: *is redder than a tomato* baby???? *dying* did you just call me baby??? *dying even more like wtf*

Evan: *shaking his head* mhm

Jared: *hides his face* evan why do you do this to me

Evan: awe because I cannnnn

Jared: oh my gosh *dying blushing woah*

Evan: *kisses thy Jared*

Jared: *kisses thy evan back*

Evan: *kisses his forehead* go back to sleep baby

Jared: fineeeeeeee *lays down with his head on Evans lap and falls asleep*

Evan: *gently moves Jared and lays down*

Jared: *clings onto evan*

Evan: *asleep*

Heidi: Evan sweetie it’s time to come ho- AWWWWWW

Jared: *stays asleep and clings onto evan tighter*

Evan: *whisper yells* mom what the hell! Go away!-

Heidi: I am posting this on Facebook! *walks away*

Jared: *nuzzles evan*

Ali: NUZZLES YOU OWO

Evan: *goes to get up but Jared won’t let him* Jare, I have to leave

Jared: *still a singular sleep*

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tzudism · 6 years

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Love Line

Chapter 2

"Let me see that!" Nayeon tries to grab my paper from my hand. "No! Why should I?" "Well if I'm going to sing it I wanna know what the lyrics are!" "What!? No! Not till I finish the song! I've only written a few lines!" I run away and attempt to hide in my room. "Fineeeeee, but you better eat the pizza I bought." "Whatever!" I pop my head out the door and stick my tongue out and sneak back to the lyrics I wrote down. I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. I want to see Mina again. I close my eyes and reminisce about what happened today. Am I really falling in love? No way, I just met this girl. But...but there's something about her. I open my eyes and I'm blinded by light. "Ahhhh! What the...what time is it!?" "Relaaaaax it's only like 7 am, you shouldn't have another class for 2 hours or something."

I see Nayeon sitting in my chair. "What are you doing at my desk?" "Well I came inside to yell at you for falling asleep before eating dinner, which I've never seen you do before, and then I saw this so I decided to read it." "Saw wha-HEY! I told you it's not ready!" Nayeon starts laughing as she runs away with my lyrics in her hand. "What are you so ashamed of!? These are cute lyrics! And not just that, they're good!" I stop in my tracks and catch my breath. "Re-really?" "Yeah! My Jeongyeon is in loooove. With who!? You wanna tell me?" "What!? I'm not in love! Even if I was I wouldn't tell you!" "But we're best friends! You can tell me anything! Ah! Unless...Jeongyeon are you in love with me?" I look at her in complete disgust. "Please, I didn't eat dinner, I don't want to throw up." "It's ok Jeongyeon you can admit, come here cutie." She runs towards me and tries to kiss my cheek. "Nayeon! Stoooop, god I hate when you do this! Ahhh!" "Booo! Whatever then, here's your lyrics back. You seem to be on a good track, keep it up!" I swiftly grab my paper and run before she tries some sneak attack. I sit at my desk and stuff the paper in a drawer. I look at my phone to check the time. 7:30. Ugh, I want to sleep some more, but I need to get ready for class. I hear a loud roar from my stomach. Oh that's right...I should probably eat too. I take a quick shower and get dressed. I eat some of the leftover pizza nayeon left me, after throwing away the pineapple of course. I grab my penny board and head to class. When I finally get there I see Mr Peterson inside. "Sup Jerry!" "It's Professor Peterson to you Jeongyeon." He glares, "You're on time to class for once, what's going on?" "I got some decent sleep, I guess." "Well let's hope it was decent enough that you'll stay awake today." "Yeah hopefully." I laugh. I take out my notebook and pencil and get ready. Rrrrriiiiiiinng "And that ends today's lecture." Damn it, not again. I grab notebook and look at what was supposed to be notes, instead it looks like I was drawing how to unravel a ball of yarn. I try to sneak away before Mr Peterson tries to call me again. "Jeongyeon!" I smile as I slowly turn around, hoping he won't yell at me again. "Have you been working on your song for the talent contest?" "I have actually!" "May I see what you have so far?" He says with intrigue in his eyes. "Oh I left it in my dorm room, but I've been working on it really!" "I see, you've at least signed up for the contest correct?" "I have to sign up?" He looks at me in shock. "Jeongyeon did you even read the flyer I handed you the other day?" I take out the crumpled piece of paper and read what's on it. "Let's see...sign up for talent show...blah blah...sign up by the 7th at 12pm at the performing arts building. Ok what about it?" "Jeongyeon, today is the 7th, and it's 11:30." "WHAT!?" I run straight for the door and ride my penny board to the performing arts building. It felt like I was going 100 miles an hour. "Move! Get out the way!" I yell out I check my phone again and its 11:45. Ugh! Why did my stupid class have to be on the complete opposite side of campus!? Soon, I can see the performing arts building coming up and I check my phone again and its 11:50. I run up the stairs and I see a girl walking out of the entrance. "Hey you! Where do I go to sign up for talent show!?" "Third floor, now let go of me!" She yells.

I didn't mean to grab her but I was in a hurry. "Sorry! Thanks!"

I run up the third floor and see people cleaning up the sign up booth. "Oh no! Please tell me ...I'm not...too late... to sign up!" I yell in bits and pieces trying to catch my breath. "Yeah, you still can! We were just getting ready to leave a little early, here's the sign up sheet." This girl passes me this clipboard and sit down in relief as I fill out all the information. I hand her back the clipboard as I stand up. "Thank you so much, I thought I was doomed." "No problem! My name is Jihyo Park, I'm in charge of organizing the event this year, if you have any questions feel free to ask me." "Yes of course, thank you again so much." She smiles and as she turns around I can hear light footsteps coming in this direction. "Wait! Please tell me I'm not too late!" Jihyo turns around and laughs. "Mina! I would've thought you signed up already!" Mina? They know each other? Mina runs right past me and stops right in front of Jihyo. I can smell her perfume as it lingers in the space she passed. Smells like lavender, which I love, and honestly I can't get enough of it. "I know, but I kept putting it off since I'm here everyday and I didn't realize I hadn't signed up until just now." "Well don't worry about it you can still sign up. Besides you're not the only one." Jihyo looks at me and smiles. Suddenly Mina turns around and looks at me too. Then, I realize I'm still dripping in sweat from the ride here, and I hide behind my penny board and try to walk away. "Jeongyeon?" Hearing Mina say my name stops me in my tracks. "Jeongyeon it's you right? The girl from the other day? You're signing up too? Oh wow!" She says with her gummy smile. "Yeah, yeah I am haha." I say awkwardly. I don't wanna be here, I feel so gross. This is so embarrassing. "What are you going to perform?" Mina asks as she writes down her info on the clipboard. "I...I'm not really performing, I'm writing a song and my friend is gonna sing it. It's just some dumb thing..." "Oh I like it! That sounds awesome! What's the song about?" I can feel my face heat up. I can't possibly say it's about her. "Umm it's about this girl who fell in love and is trying to express it...I guess." God she makes me so nervous. Oh how cute! "What about you? Is this what you were rehearsing your dance for the other day?" "Yeah it is! Wait, how did you know I was doing a dance?" Oh no, I obviously can't tell her it's because I was watching her dance without her knowing. "Well uhh you said you were rehearsing the other day when I saw you, and you were in a dancing outfit and so I kind of just assumed." Please buy it, please buy it. "Oh duh! Haha of course." She says with that again adorable gummy smile. "Oh! Jeongyeon you're sweating a bit." Oh no, after coming all the way here and seeing Mina I realize I had still been sweating this whole time. I feel so disgusting. How is this even possible? "Oh boy, I'm sorry, I should g-" Mina starts wiping my forehead with a hankerchief.

"What were you doing before you got here?" "I...boarded all the way from the music building to here so...I guess I'm pretty tired...hey Mina! I'll just do that myself, you don't have to do this haha." I grab the hankerchief and wipe my sweat on my own, Mina suddenly coming in close certainly didn't help. "Oh sorry, my friend sweats a lot while she plays piano and I do that for her when she's getting in the zone, force of habit I guess." "Oh I see, don't worry, you just caught me by surprise that's all." "Mina, I'm still here. And I'm gonna need the clipboard." "Oh Jihyo! I'm so sorry! Here you go!" "It's fine, is she your girlfriend or something? Jihyo laughs, you two are awfully close." "Me and Jeongyeon! Oh no, we're just friends we've only just met!" "Yeah! Yeah...just friends...we met like yesterday." I say hesitantly. "Yeah ok, good luck to you both on the talent show, make sure you stay friends if one of you wins and not the other." "Jihyo! Don't be like that!" Mina scolds. Jihyo laughs and walks away. "I'm sorry, she's such a tease." "Oh no it's fine really, that was nothing compared to someone I know." I shiver as I remember this morning. "Oh Mina, here's your hankerchief." As I hand it to her I realize this thing is drenched and instantly I take it back.

"I'm so sorry, let me wash this before I give it back." "Oh umm sure, but how will you get it back to me?" "Do you have a number? Once I wash it I'll send you a text." "Oh ok! Sounds good to me. Here you go." As I'm putting her number in my phone I realize what I'm doing and I try to calm myself down. "Ok thanks again, I'll let you know when I've washed it." "Of course! It's a nice hankerchief so don't keep for yourself now Jeongyeon!" She laughs. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted. I wave bye to Mina and board back to my dorm. Finally, I can relax, and I lay on my bed. As I think about what happened just now, I decide to get up, sit at my desk, open the drawer, and grab a pencil. To be continued...

Your scent, your gestures Even the way you call my name You’re like, oh like it Now please know my heart, my boy oh neoui hyanggi neoui sonjit nal bureuneun ne maltu hanakkaji neoneun machi Oh Like it ije nae mam arajwo My boy Oh 너의 향기 너의 손짓 날 부르는 니 말투 하나까지 너는 마치 Oh like it 이제 내 맘 알아줘 My boy oh

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