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Protection

Author’s note: this is the fourth in the Bully(ing) Cato Sicarius fic series. First. Prev. Next

Tagged: @egrets-not-regrets @the-pure-angel @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @i-am-a-dragon34 @passionofthesith

Warnings: Cato Sicarius Being Himself, ask me to tag if something bothers you, canon-typical violence, disparaging descriptions of food

Summary: Cato is your escort to an Imperial Gala. He’s very bored until he isn’t.

Cato dislikes going to these events when his duties as Second Captain of the Ultramarines mandate him to within Ultramar. Or when he is called upon as the Knight Champion of Macragge to aid in the raising of funds for one thing or another. He's almost always in his dress uniform which offers fuck-all in terms of actual protection, is stiffly starched, inhibits his full range of motion and the cloth is itchy to boot. And speaking of boots, instead of his usual combat boots, he's wearing fine, soft-souled leather boots. He's sure that the leather is ridiculously expensive - it'd taken an annoying amount of credits to get them created in time for the Imperial Gala. At least his family's ancestral sword was at his side. One of his hand drifted down to the hilt of the blade - not that he was going to draw it (and stab himself out of the sheer, unending boredom that gnawed voraciously at his sanity) but merely to reassure himself that it was there, when you come up to hi m, looking frustratingly beautiful in the dress you were wearing.

As your escort, the two of you had color-coordinated… And given that you were part of the Lord Regent's retinue, both Cato and yourself were draped in the colors of the Ultramarines. You were wearing a beautiful deep blue dress with gold accents and jewelry. The central gemstone on the pendant necklace you were wearing was an ultramarine blue lapis lazuli that shone brightly in the light. You thrived in this sort of situation. There were many people of high influence who were willing to be convinced to spend money on the cause you were giving voice to - which was additional funds to repair certain devastated regions across a dozen worlds in this sector of the Imperium.

Cato glared down at the plate of food that had been put in front of him. As an Astartes, the amount of mortal food he'd need to consume in order to properly sustain himself was laughable. These miniscule portions with all sorts of strange crap dribbled across the plate was entirely unappetizing. He poked the… Meat? It was a deep violet color and was oozing a fragrant liquid that was nearly overpowering to Cato's senses. He took one of the far too small eating utensils and poked at it. He'd been to fancy meals before, but most event organizers knew better than to try and feed a space marine anything other than foods and rations made specifically for Astartes.

You nudge him in the side with your elbow "This is Sheldeer tenderloin. It's very expensive and only served to guests of high status. It's supposed to look like this, and the sauce is made out of Splumes - which are a dark purple fruit that are equally sweet and musky. If you refuse to eat, it's an insult to the host."

"… Fine." He had promised Father to do his best to behave himself. Cato's scowl intensified and he cut into the insultingly tiny portion of food, bringing it up to his lips and eating it. He had enough experience with mortal food to be able to keep from flinching as the barrage of intense flavors assaulted his tongue. He swallowed down the tiny morsel without much chewing and grabbed at his wine goblet - the wine had been provided by Father from Macragge itself as a generous gift. The familiar flavors of the wine washed away the strange tastes and textures. There were dozens of reasons why young Ultramarines were given lessons on how to eat at mortal events like this, including them to the assault on the senses that mortal food could prove to be. Especially expensive mortal foods, with their love of anything that was obscenely expensive - no matter how vile it actually tasted.

Acquired tastes his left ass-cheek. Cato didn't care how expensive Purple Truffungus was, it was disgusting. He'd smelled soldiers who'd been suffering from Nurgilite trench foot for weeks and that smelled better than the second tiny dish that he was served. Rancid fish eggs with purple truffungus shaved over top. He glared at the dish, as it was a personal offense to him. The scent alone was making him nauseous.

You nudge him in the side and hiss "Eat it."

"No! I refuse! I've smelled rotten corpses more appetizing." Cato hissed back, shooting you a glare. He could tell that several of the local nobles were watching them. The temptation to cross his arms over his chest after shoving the dish out from under his nose was tempting beyond words.

"Stop being a picky eater! I thought Astartes could eat anything, including dirt and concrete! This is specifically made to be not only edible but allegedly delicious." You counter. You didn't enjoy fermented fish roe either, but he was being ridiculous.

The glare he sent you could melt a glacier within seconds. "Just because we can eat nearly anything doesn't mean that we do." He wasn't going to admit to eating building materials or ground. Even as a dare during his scout-hood days. Reluctantly he picked up a tiny spoon and shoved the dish into his mouth as quickly as propriety would allow, swallowing without chewing to avoid feeling the fish roe bursting disgustingly in his mouth.

~

Once the vile dinner had concluded, Cato followed you onto the dancefloor, taking one of your small hands in one of his, his other hand coming to rest lightly on your waist as he led the two-person dance as the first song played. The food settled unpleasantly in his stomach, but none of it had been poisoned. Simply horrific and nausea-inducing. He remembered the steps to this dance, effortlessly leading you from step to step, his grip light as you spun in the middle of the dance.

"We're going to need to dance with other people. Mingle with the other guests." You murmur, voice low so as to not to carry over the sound of the live music playing.

Cato scowls at that, his grip on your hand and waist tightening a little "No. I am your escort for the evening, which means I am to stay by your side no matter what, in case of emergency or attack."

You sigh a little, eyes softening a bit. He's an asshole, but you're keenly aware of how seriously he takes his duties. "You don't have to be on the other side of the dancefloor, but part of the reason we - I - am here is to make friendly contact with the nobles here, to encourage positive relations between nobles of differing worlds and sectors of the Imperium. Part of how that is done is spending time getting to know them, at least on a superficial level."

The scowl on his face intensified "I agreed to escort you and dance with you. I did not agree to dance with any mortal who wishes to dance with me tonight."

Considering the ferocity of his glare, you doubted that all but the very bravest would get close enough to ask him. "Captain… Cato, please do this for me? I'd be grateful if you did." You plead, looking up at him hopefully. You had to get him to go along with this, for the night to be successful. If he loomed over your shoulder and dance partners all night, it would cause problems. You had to get him to agree to back off, at least a little.

Cato stares down at you, looking as if someone had shot him point blank with a bolter. He stares down at you for several minutes, the frown on his face having shifted into something more thoughtful. His movements during the dance felt automatic - and you could practically hear the many gears in his head churning and churning. Eventually he managed out a gruff "Fine…" He sounded marginally less likely to stab someone than he had all night, which you were counting as a success. With a surprising amount of reluctance, he let go of you when the first song ended.

Since then, you had been flouncing around from person to person as the songs played on, batting your eyelashes at the other mortals. Coaxing them into spending the wealth that their families have been hoarding for untold millennia in exchange for a sweet smile and the occasional dance or flattering comment. You'd been working on Lord Fuckwit the Two-hundred and Eighty-Ninth of his name for the past ten minutes, giving him some of your most professional smiles as he drones on and on about how lucky she was to be even in the same space as him, how illustrious his family was, and how important he personally, was for the Imperium.

Cato had danced with a steady stream of shorter partners, none of whom seemed to have realized that he was an actual Ultramarine from the way they gossiped and griped about the changes to their power-structure that Father had made, more than a few making nearly treasonous comments before spluttering and back-tracking, saying that they'd drunk too much wine, and of course they would follow the mandates that the only known living Holy Primarch had handed down to their rulers. He was mentally categorizing the complainers between those who were likely just talk, those who likely would side with the high lords of terra should those corrupted bastards try for a coup against Father (again) and throw who would get involved and then crumble into a thousand pieces at the slightest bit of threatened hardship if they didn't spill all they knew of such things.

After the tenth song, a number of the mortals had retired to the edge of the dancefloor to refresh themselves. You were busy speaking and dancing with Baron Shitface the Jabbering, so Cato politely excused himself from his latest dancing partner - an empty-headed little mortal who had tried to guess which branch of the Astra Militarum he was from by the cut of his uniform. He didn't even smack or yell at her once for how utterly wrong she was. You better be grateful for how tolerant he's being. Cato stalks to the edge of the dancefloor, the mortals sensing his dour mood and showing some of the sense the god-emperor gave them when they were born by getting the fuck out of his way as he made his way over to the nearest server with a platter of non-alcoholic drinks. He grabbed two of them, taking a sip of both of them and waiting to see if his Bletcher's gland would activate.

It did not, and you looked like you were in need of rescue from Duke Asshole the Seven hundred and four, so Cato made his way over to where you were dancing with him. He was well-passed tipsy and hovering around shit-faced drunk. It was obvious from his swaying movements and slurred speech. You were handling him well, as the seasoned diplomat you were is capable of. He even waited for the most recent song to end before cutting in. "Would you like a refreshment, *cor meum?"

Duke Whoever from Fucking Nowhere spluttered "And just who are you to cut in while I am dancing with this lovely lady?"

Cato didn't so much as glance in the drunken fool's direction, knowing that he only just had control of his temper as it was "I'm not talking to you, Duke." His intense gaze was focused on you.

You could see the way his fingers twitched around the crystal goblet he was holding out to you, the slight furrow of his brows that never meant anything pleasant unless you redirected him away from his fury. You were taken aback by the pet name. You do gratefully take the goblet of water "How thoughtful of you, yes I very much would like a drink, Cato. Duke Thendali, it has been an honor to dance with you, but I would ask of you an indulgence and let me rest for a moment. I have beendancing since the first song and need a moment to refresh myself."

The furrow in Cato's brows softened a little, and he gently tapped his glass against yours "To a successful evening."

The duke wandered off, muttering drunkenly to himself, his eyes set on someone else to speak or dance with.

You echo the captain's sentiments, a small smile appearing on your face. You've been trying to get away from this drunken noble for several minutes, and Cato has given you an excellent out. You wonder if he did that on purpose, and what the cost of that is going to be, or if he feels it is his duty to rescue you out of awkward social situations tonight, in addition of any physical danger you might be faced with. If so, his timing is impeccable. "To a successful evening. Have you been enjoying dancing?"

Cato stared down at you as he sipped on his drink before answering "Dancing with you, perhaps. My other dancing partners have been… Informative. A couple of them I'll mention to Father." From the veiled but dour expression on his face, whoever those people were, were likely to be getting visited by an allied Inquisitor soon.

But that wasn't part of your position and not something that you'd concern yourself with. You finish the drink that Captain Sicarius got for you, going to the drop-off table, humming along to the beautiful music, a genuine if small smile on your face. Despite the fact that you can tell that captain Sicarius has been seething for most of the night, he's… He's clearly trying his best to be pleasant. And he hasn't flung a single baseline human yet, You're almost proud of hi-

Cato watched you as you moved through the crowd to where the empty cups and goblets were supposed to be placed, the irritation and boredom he'd been feeling all night once again bubbling just beneath the surface of his mind. He tensed as one of the servers walked directly over to you, their movements off.

The server pulled a large kitchen knife out of one of their pockets, raising it up as they aimed for your unprotected back.

OH FUCK NO!

The second captain of the Ultramarines sprinted over to where you were standing, oblivious to the danger, not bothering to suppress the furious growl that rumbled in his chest as he bodily slammed into the fool, one large h and crushing the wrist of the idiot who thought to strike at you while under his protection. "You dare strike at her? She who is under the protection of the Lord Regent? Of the Ultramarines? Of myself?"

"Wh… Who are you? Why are you so fucking big?" The idiot spluttered, their eyes going wide as they struggled weakly in his grasp. "She is a hindrance and will be remo-urgk!"

Cato plucked the knife out of the idiot's hand and casually flicked it into the foot thick, solid hardwood table, knowing that it would be buried to the hilt. No one short of an astartes or Ogryn was getting that blade out of the table with any kind of swiftness of ease. In the same motion with the same hand he grabbed the yapping fool of a would-be Assassin as he slowly moved backwards, ensuring that his bulk covered you entirely from all eyes in the room, his own cold as the deepest depths of space "I am Cato Sicarius, captain of the second company of the Ultramarines. This diplomat is under my protection. No harm will come to her tonight or at any other time that she is in my care. You will be questioned and you will spill all of the information you have."

He paused for a moment, looking you over. Your eyes were wide and you were trembling ever so slightly. Fear and confusion plain in your scent, though your Diplomat's Mask kept a calm expression on your face. "Did he nick you anywhere before I could come to your side, my lady?" His voice was warmer, gentler but carried just as far.

You swallow past the lump in your throat and shake your head, noticing as several guards began rushing over. You signal for them to slow down - Sicarius was not likely to take more clearly armed strangers moving at speed towards you. Not with the terrible temper he'd been in all night and the casual violence he'd already showed. "No, he didn't do me any harm. The guards are here, you should give the would-be attacker to them for processing."

Cato huffed, sending a suspicious glare at the sheepish and startled guards "… As you command, my lady. You, catch." With that he flung the would-be assassin to the ground, aiming him so that he hit the ground in front of the closest pair of guards with the ease that a baseborn human would chuck a couple of grapes.

The assassin wheezed out "THERE'S ONLY ONE OF HIM! ATTACK! WE'LL GET HER!"

Nearly two-dozen people suddenly drew weapons and charged yourself and Cato. You froze up, unsure what to do.

Cato snorted, entirely unimpressed. He grabbed the large table filled with empty drinks with one hand and threw it at the closest five would-be assassins, scattering them as he pulled you to his side with his other hand. "Stay close my lady. I will make short work of these fools." He picked you up one-handed, setting you on his shoulders and out of the immediate stabbing range of your would-be attackers. He then drew and activated his power sword. He kept one hand on your back to keep you in place as he hacked and slashed at the charging baseline humans.

With each swing of his sword he either decapitated one of your would-be attackers or took off the arm that held the short blade that they'd been wielding. Twelve of them were dead before anyone really had a clear idea as to what the fuck was going on, and Cato was stalking after the closest three, a predator's smirk on the one handed idiot.

"W-wait… Please… I… I've… I've decided to surrend-aaah!" One of them pleaded, screaming when Cato cut one of their legs off, in order to slow them down.

"I don't think that you and the rest of the idiots who made this suicidal charge understand just who and what you're dealing with." Cato purred as he cut another would-be assassin shoulder to naval, spilling their intestines as they staggered back with a pained gurgle. "I am an Ultramarine captain. Do you know how many centuries of combat I have in order to qualify for that position? How many successful campaigns I've lead, mmm? And you idiots sought to harm my charge. Those of you who survive the next several minutes will regret your idiocy for the rest of your lives. Not that the Lord Regent tolerates traitors and assassins to live past their interrogations. With this stunt, you may just get his personal attention… And you should believe me when I say that he has a way of making a person reconsider every life choice that led them to putting them at odds with him."

Two more of the assassins tried to run from Cato - not that they got near to where the illustrious people had fled to the edges of the large room of, screaming and watching in terrified horror as they watch a furious space marine dismember those who dared think that they could fight against them.

One of the assassins desperately threw a blood-soaked dagger at him, which he didn't bother to dodge - he knocked it out of the air with his own blade, so that the wayward projectile didn't harm any of the other quests. He was going to be scolded for frightening the baselines as it was… He was doing his best to minimize potential civilian casualties. The mortal guards were just as useless as Cato expected them to be - half of them had frozen up in fear, the others were trying to avoid being trampled by the wealthy guests.

Cato killed all but two of the would-be assassins, using the fools own knives to pin them in place by their clothing. He did have some blood splattered on his unform, which was a shame, but at least he had made sure that you were wholly clean of blood. He pointed the tip of his power sword at one of the whimpering sword as he heard the familiar rumble of jump-packs. The smile on his face widened a little as a squad of his subordinates in full ceramite entered through one of the large windows, lead by lieutenant Titus.

Titus called out "I heard that there's a commotion going on. If I'd been told that the gala was going to end like this, I'd have sparred you for the honor of guarding our diplomat, captain. I'm not much for fancy parties, but killing idiots is something I revel in. Father's on his way. Who's the weepy bastard at the other end of your sword?"

"One of the fools who attempted to harm our diplomat, Titus. If you and Numitor would please escort her back to Macragge's Honor, where I know she is entirely safe, I would be most grateful. I am going to start interrogating this idiot now." Cato ordered Titus. He was unwilling to let you out of his sight, but he knew that the lieutenant would die to ensure that you were safe. Not there was anything on this world likely to be able to kill him.

Titus sighed "I figured you'd say something like that. Father says to not interrogate prisoners in public. I've got three squads following me to processing the living and the dead. We're all heading back to Macragge's Honor. Father's orders."

Cato huffed but nodded, sheathing his sword "As Father commands." He scoops you up in his arms, tucking you into his chest as he broke into a swift run, Titus and the squad of Ultramarines he'd led surrounding yourself and Cato protectively.

*according to google translate this means my heart in Latin and as Ultramarines are Space Romans... I went with Latin for pet names.

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Schiavone uses the vibrant color of coral throughout this painting and portrays the baby Jesus as wearing a coral necklace and pendant. Having these figures draped in luscious fabrics and fine gemstones set them apart and was a way to depict to the viewer how divine the figures were.

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Schiavone was born in Dalmatia (present-day Croatia) and immigrated to northern Italy, where he studied with Francesco Squarcione of Padua. On the cartellino (little paper) in the foreground, he proudly identifies himself as the disciple of this master. Like his contemporaries, Schiavone was concerned with reviving the arts of antiquity, as seen by the garlands at the top that imitate Roman sarcophagus reliefs.

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World building and theories of Engage

Citrinne's fashion

Citrinne's name comes from the yellow variety of quartz called 'citrine'. Her name comes from the Old French word for 'lemon'. In Scotland, between 300 and 150 BC, citrine was found in the handles of swords and daggers as ornamentation and because the stone was believed to offer protection. It is also associated with success and wealth.

Citrinne flashes her noble status with feathers, gemstones and gold. In her hair she adorns unnecessary decoration. One of the clips does little to keep her hair out of her face nor do they have a practical purpose; instead they are a symbol of her excess. The adornment of feathers  was a practice respected and observed in Scotland. Feathers in bonnets or the hair were displayed with the quill part hidden and the wide part in display. Traditionally an eagle feather was displayed to show rank and heraldry. It is likely that Citrinne uses feathers in the same way. 

Down her arms he wears a mentelet which is a short cape often emanating from interesting decorative sleeves and elaborate ends which were worn by women. Citrinne's elaborate ends are made up of gold, feathers and red fabric. The drape, shawl effect comes down from torc positioned ringlets around the arm in a good and diamond design. The fabric used would have been an expensive fabric, likely silk. 

Citrinne's girdle belt is elaborate as her wealth would allow. She has gold, stud details, woven decorations and gemstones on her waistline to show off her status. The two decorative pendant mounts could also be a place for her to hang her purse. Her dress has no pockets to do so. 

Underneath her dress she wears a chemise to protect her dress from sweat and body oils. It is likely that her chemise is pieces together by thin, smooth, fine linen for breathability and comfort.

Her dress is a sleeveless, ankle length garment with modest tailoring rather than a rigid structure. The flowing garment has a distinctive border to protect the edge from fraying. The design is similar to the clan of the Brodian royal family. The female version of tartan was often simpler in design. 

Another expensive item she wears is her hoses. They resemble a tight fitting modern pair of thighs.  Most hoses would be baggy and constructed of cheap materials. The fact that Citrinne's rights are form fitting adds to the expense. It is likely that they are woven from fine wool for warmth. Her boots are also expensive and would be worn for riding her horses. 

The stones seen in her and other Brodian nobles accessories could be red jasper, also known as the 'warrior's stone's in Scotland, which is said to encourage strength, focus and determination.

For her casual wear she adorns a jacket over a dress. The jacket has furry cuffs and collar to keep her warm. It is a shorter jacket designed to empathise her skin waist. She adorns similar belts to the battling attire so she can carry purses and weaponry with her while keeping her hands free. She wears elaborate gold jewellery featuring a bejewelled medallion necklace, a good choker, jewelled headdress and gold earrings. The hoops represent Alcryst and Diamant. The triangular crescent is a symbol of the moon (Alcryst and ignes) and the circular hoop is a symbol of the sun (Diamant and sol). Her red court shoes are subtle, less pointy nod to poulaines which were worn by the wealthy in medieval times.

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UNDER HIS SKIN || JJK || Ch. 36

Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.

Summary: They say there are two versions for every story, and it's important to hear both of them. Everybody is hearing your side of the story, but it's just fair to get to know his.

After breaking up with his girlfriend, the only thing he wanted was to have fun with no attachment. You wanted to get rid of your virginity, and he wanted to tick you off his list. What he didn't expect was getting so emotionally attached to you that he would regret the deal.

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Aprox. time of reading: 9 minutes

I look at Mark, confused as to why he stopped in the jewelry section, when we came here to buy a jacket instead. Cheap leather jackets are a pain in the ass exactly because of that, they get so easily wasted after a few days of wearing them, and then you have to end up buying  a new one anyway -it looks ugly as hell whenever the whole leatherette starts raising, and the fabric behind it is visible. 

I support half of my body on the crystal counter, looking at the several rings he's looking at. I didn't know he had a thing for them.

He suddenly stops at the engagement rings displayed on one side, and I instantly frown while I look down at them. As if everything made sense all of a sudden, I look up at him surprised, smiling mischievously, before I hit his side with my elbow. 

—No shit...

—Shit —he nods.

I can't help but jump slightly, hitting his arm again. And while I think that will be all, I end up hugging him tight. It's not like it's something unexpected, they've been together for a long time, but it feels great that they've reached that stability they wanted in life before taking such a step. 

—I'm so glad for you two —I pat his back—. So that's why you wanted me to come and help you pick a jacket?

—Soo is your sister, you might know what she'd prefer.

—She's your girlfriend, and you two live together. I bet you know what she wants more than me —I assure him. 

—So you aren't going to be of help... —Mark concludes. 

—Trust your own guts, and you'll be fine. 

Without saying anything else, Mark just lets his eyes go blank, turning back to the rings displayed on the counter. Not even a minute later, a middle-aged woman appears in front of him, placing the rebel hairs that escape her ponytail while she speaks. 

I don't know what they talk about, because I completely disconnect from the conversation without being aware. 

I move around the counter, checking out the bracelets and necklaces displayed, finding some of them a bit too much. Especially one that has a gemstone the size of a tangerine as a pendant. Who the fuck wears that without dislocating their necks?

I'm almost going to go back to Mark's side, until one of the necklaces gets my attention. It's placed in one of the upper corners of the counter, almost hidden from sight if you don't look at it carefully. The pendant is small, but has several details that make me raise my hand and compare it to one of my tattoos. The shape is pretty similar to the snake design Y/n loves so much. 

Aware of my attention, the other woman who was resting her back at the other side of the counter, also comes to me. 

—May I help you?

—How much is it? —I point to the necklace.

—Two ninety-nine —she informs me—. It's one of the newest pieces. Made with solid rich nine carat white gold.

As she gave all those details, she moved the necklace from the counter, placing it in four of her fingers to display it directly for me. Although I'd love to see Y/n wearing this, three hundred bucks is too much money. 

—And how much would it be if I only took the pendant? 

—Two hundred.

I twist my lips, trying to think whether that is a good deal or not. While I still think it's expensive, I can't control my voice saying that I take it with a cheering tone. I just know she'll love it as soon as she sees it, and the perfect way I can picture her smile going wider is the biggest motivation that leads to my impulses right now. 

—Is that for your girlfriend? —Mark starts teasing me, thinking I'll just play around. 

—Yes —I answer, eyes still fixed on the way the woman is packing the pendant in a small blue velvet box.

I play with his confusion and silence to my advantage, turning to him and changing the topic as fast as I'm able to. 

—Did you already pick a ring?

—Yep —he smiles proudly. 

He raises the red box to his face level, opening it carefully to show off the ring inside of it. Although, when I turn my eyes a bit to the left, I can tell Soo will love it just by the way he looks so excited about it. 

After that long break, we both are back at the studio. Although there isn't much to do -Mark made sure of it to be able to leave and buy the ring with no worries-, which leads to me focusing on designs and half-made drawings that I need to finish. 

I opened one of the cabinets, looking for the colored pencils to finalize one of the details on the future tattooed lion, although a silent jingle gets my attention faster than the white old tiny box. 

I don't remember when I left this chain here. To be honest, I thought Taehyung lost it one of the times he got something borrowed from me. But I guess I took it off one of the times I was bothered by the smallest accessory while working. 

I roll the chair over to the place where my denim jacket is hanging, taking out the box again to compare the color of the golden pendant with the silver tone of the steel chain. 

Now. Now the gift looks perfect. 

The rest of the day goes by pretty fast, until Tae and Jimin show up with weird smiles that promise anything but good things. There's no reason for them to behave like this, they just thought it'd be nice to meet up and go out for some drinks, although -as usual- it always ends up with Jimin daring me to drink more than him. 

And yep, it ends... in a way it's supposed to end when you drink way too much while pushing your limits. 

Unlike us, Tae takes the responsible role for tonight, only cheering for us -knowing damn well he'll be the one looking after us once we're done emptying the alcohol bottles here. 

—Should we play something? —Jimin suggests. 

—Play something? —Tae arches his eyebrows— The only thing you should be playing with right now is your bed. And Jungkook, too. You barely can't keep your head straight. 

Trying to show me, Taehyung pushed my arm, moving my palm suddenly and making my head go all the way to the front. I probably would've ended up hitting the table with it if his palm hadn't avoided it. 

Since when does my head weigh so much?

—Don't play the adult with us, you can't even keep a girl around longer than a week —Jimin teases him, dragging every word that comes out of his mouth. 

—You have a girlfriend, and look at you. It's taking you a sigh not to throw up all over the table right now —Tae replies back—. Besides, I don't keep a girl because I don't want to, not because I can't do it. Having a girlfriend is too complicated, look at him —he points at me. 

—What? —I raise my head— What about me?

—Nothing, Kook. You're doing great —Jimin pats my back. 

—I can keep a girl —I point at myself—. You're just jealous because you can't have a woman like my Y/n —I close my eyes, smiling big just by remembering her. 

My smile suddenly drops when both of them pretend to gag and throw up when I say that, making me stand up almost immediately to confront them. 

—Do you have any problems?

Both of them shake their heads and deny it at the same time, pushing my body back down again to make me sit on my chair. 

—Guys, it's not important if Tae can't keep a girl, or Jungkook is so clingy that's disgusting —both of us look at him, offended by his comment, but he still goes on:—, what's important is how strong our friendship is. We've known each other for a long while, and here we are still. I love you, guys, so much. 

—Then I'm the disgusting one... 

My comment is fast followed by a quick slap on the side of my neck, making me turn to Jimin to find him frowning, just to go back to smiling again. 

Two hours later, and just like his role was meant to, Tae calls a cab that will take us back home. I'm the last one to be dropped off at home, because my house is the furthest from the pub we went to tonight. 

It takes me forever to get to my couch, as if the sofa was kilometers away from the entrance door and the floor kept moving by itself from one place to the other, I'm unable to control the weight of my body, because it falls over it lazily. And I don't really want to move it. Until I remember Y/n asked me to tell her when I got home, so she'd be able to go to sleep knowing I'm not lost in the middle of New York by myself. 

I raise my arm, enough so the upper part of my body is caught by the camera, and I pose for her, sending her a flying kiss that I know she will most definitely love when she sees it. Not even checking the picture, I get ready to send it along with a text that lets her know I'm okay. 

Me: I'm home

Cocktease: Tell me you didn't drive

Me: I didnt. Tae called a cab

I can't go to sleep without hearing her voice though. Seeing that it takes her a while to type what she wants to say, I directly start a call. 

—Cocktease, I'm rensponsinble. Wait... Responsible —I'm not really sure if I had pronounced it right anyway, but I let it go. 

—You're so wasted —I hear her cackle.

—Could be —my head nods—. Remind me not to hang out with Jimin ever again —I mumble—. He's an awful influence.

—Says the good boy that has done nothing wrong in his life —she uses the teasing note I like so much. 

—I've done a lot of wrong things to you, and you've loved every single one of them —saying that phrase takes me more than it was first intended to, but I know it'll have the effect I want it to have—. Were you waiting for me? It's too late.

—Yeah, but I couldn't sleep either. It's alright —she sighs. 

—Go to sleep, babe —I encourage her—. You need to get some rest.

I hear her whine, and I know she's battling herself not to go to sleep right now. 

—Fine —she whispers—. We'll talk tomorrow.

—Yup —I nod up and down, marking the movement as if she were seeing me right now—. Sarangee.

My Korean is better the more alcohol I drink, that's for sure...

✸ ✸ ✸

After spending the day working in the studio, Tae comes around to get a snack before I leave to pick Y/n up. It's not a wild meeting. At least not like the one we had last night. We just meet up to eat something, and talk randomly about what we've done today, and how I managed to come to work, although my head didn't belong to my body at times -or, at least, that's what I wished throughout the shift. 

—Are you seeing Y/n today? —he mentions.

—Yeah, I should be picking her up in thirty minutes —I look at the time on my phone. 

—So, she's your girlfriend already?

—Something like that —I shrug. 

Tae doesn't need to say anything, it's enough with the way he's looking at me, tilting his eyebrow while waiting for me to explain it better. 

—We're exclusive, but we're testing the waters.

—Do you two really need to test the waters at this point? —he scoffs— It's okay, anyway. I'm glad you're taking things easy. You usually go from 0 to 100 quite fast.

—It's not that I don't want to —I admit—. But she needs time. And I respect that. I know what she feels, and that's the only thing that matters. 

—What about the necklace you told us about last night? Will you give it to her now? —he asks. 

—Yeah, she'll love it —I smile big, moving my hand over my leg—. Watch. 

But when I dig in the pocket of my jacket, there's nothing in there. I throw my head back, exasperated at myself when I remember that I took the box out, and it's probably still in the studio. 

I leave the bar, getting on my motorbike to drive back to the studio and pick the necklace before I pick her up. Checking it out, I make sure it looks good inside the box before I sneak it in the pocket again, driving to her workplace this time. 

Everything goes as usual though. I drive among the cars, to jump straight to the front of the traffic light, and it's even easier when I get to a street where there's barely any cars around. 

The calmness disappears fast, and then comes back again, and stays with me when everything goes black after I've felt my body being pushed abruptly. 

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